Junker Queen - Overwatch

July 9, 2032; unknown point of Australian outback, Australia.

When that terrorist attack by Talon's Omnics, your life was pretty much turned upside down; one day in your beloved city Liverpool, where you were born and raised, one day dangerous and very strong omnics had taken control of Liverpool, destroying many buildings and causing chaos among the crowd of that large city, including you, of course.

Being locked in your house, praying and whimpering under your bed for it all to be over was a traumatic experience, hands down, although it was impossible to ignore the powerful explosions near your home, and the screams of thousands of people; even if by some miracle the Overwatch heroes had managed to arrive in time to save the day, however glancing out the window, seeing your beautiful city reduced to ashes was not exactly the best thing, even if the danger was over.

You've thought a lot about what to do; It was already time that these attacks by Talon persisted, and even though very often the heroes won, the damage was there regardless, and not wanting to lose the most precious thing you have, your life, you decide to buy a one-way ticket to Canberra, in Australia.

The reason was because you no longer felt safe in your own land, where every day you had to be afraid that a crazy Omnic might shoot a missile at you or something, so you had decided to go to Canberra because according to Google it was the place with the least frequency of terrorist attacks of that type, and also there was an old friend of yours there that could have hosted you, so you had all the necessary incentives.

After saying goodbye to your home, driving to the nearest airport, and waiting for your flight, you continue to have a strange sense of paranoia...as if something tragic is about to happen just as the flight was taking off; but you simply ignore that feeling, believing and hoping that it was just unfounded paranoia.

a few hours had already passed since the take off; on the plane there was the usual crying child and the mother trying to calm him down, the usual old lady who slept the whole time, and the usual flight attendants trying to sell you outrageously expensive stuff, Just your typical economy-class flight; you sigh a little, looking at the lands that were waiting for you, Australia was much more arid than it seemed from the photos online.

Suddenly, however, a group of omnics, who was sitting about 6 seats away from you, stand up in unison and they start screaming and threatening to blow up the plane; of course panic breaks out inside the plane, After the recent events in many areas of the world, yet another terrorist attack was just the straw that broke the camel's back that is the omnics' reputation, which has been debated for some time now; you can't help but sit completely still in your seat, praying that it would all end as soon as possible, trying to ignore the desperate screams.

By now it was too late; the armed omnics had already taken bomb-like objects, which they had hidden inside their metal limbs, and not caring whether they would die or not, they detonate the bombs; immediately a powerful explosion appears, creating a deafening noise and an unbearable heat wave, the atmospheric pressure had already taken effect, as the Omnics had already flown out of the hole they had created with the explosion, along with some passengers and flight attendants, the thing was nothing short of horrifying, considering that it was something you only saw in action movies, but this was the reality, and it was terrifying.

The pilots, who had died because an Omnic had stabbed them, no longer had control of the plane, and one of them, in a dying state, decides to press the emergency button, and to land the plane, so that the atmospheric pressure would decrease and kill fewer people, but this was a fatal mistake, since at that time the plane was in a dangerous area of the Outback, full of rocks and natural outcrops. The plane finally collapses onto the ground, smashing into the sharp rocks in a tremendous manner, causing the interior to shake.

Luckily you managed to survive the impact, even though your body was quite injured; looking around the plane, you see that many were dead, while some passengers were injured so badly that they could not move, but still alive, and were moaning like poor souls in pain, the scene was heartbreaking, but there wasn't much you could do, also because you would most likely have had to walk to look for civilization, since the plane's communications were broken.

You had been walking for a few hours already; the scorching Australian sun was giving your skin no respite, and your only form of sustenance was just the food and drinks from the plane, that you had taken because nobody in there needed them anymore; but you couldn't deny that your hopes were getting lower and lower as you saw your reactions starting to dwindle and the constant lack of any kind of civilization nearby.

by now it must have been something like 8pm; the sun was still high and mighty in the sky, and all you had left were some crisps and a bottle of diet coke; tears begin to appear in your tired eyes, cursing the fact that of all days you had decided to go just when there was going to be a terrorist attack; you cry for a little while walking, even licking your own tears to drink something, until you see something that brings a smile to your face right away; in the distance you could see what appeared to be some kind of city; although it was strange to see a city in the middle of nowhere, but regardless with your last strength you start running.

You ran as if you were in the last stage of the Tour de France, screaming for help, but when you are near the entrance of that city, your legs begin to give way, maybe because you were probably safe or maybe because you were too tired; with your very last strength, you scream for help before collapsing on the floor; suddenly a man's voice, who had a strong Australian accent shouts something from a tower, and the door starts to open, there is when you finally close your eyes, fainting from overexertion.

After what seemed like an Eternity, your nose smells something good; it seemed like meat, you slowly begin to become aware, and unaware of the environment you were in, you see a plate of succulent meat placed in front of you; your eyes immediately widen, and without thinking twice you pounce on it, starting to eat like a hungry dog; suddenly however the sound of a haughty laugh interrupt your feasting, and with your mouth full of hot food, to your astonishment you see what appeared to be a woman about two meters tall, wearing a blue mohawk and an incredibly muscular body, and looking around, you notice that there were many women and men wearing similar clothes, looking like people out of an apocalypse movie.

Odessa:"Well well well...look what we got here...the hungry dog is loving his hot meal huh?"

The woman says with a smirk, glancing at the crowd around her and everyone immediately chuckles at your pitiful condition too; you were having trouble understanding what was happening; were these Aborigines by any chance and did they want to eat you? but they didn't wear typical clothes made of leaves or whatever, so you ask that woman, presumably the chief, where you were and who they were.

Odessa:"Hmm...I see you've never heard of Junkertown huh?" She says with an annoyed huff, probably getting tired of repeating to newcomers what that place was. "Odessa: "You see... let's say that I, together with my people, have built this fortress made of waste to survive the Omnic invasion; those tin heads were countless, but thanks to this bad girl I destroyed them all." She says with a proud laugh, pointing at what looked like some kind of makeshift axe.

~some time later~

Quickly you had learned to adapt to that place; Junkertown was the name, which perfectly reflected the place in its entirety. As you had deduced, the queen of that place was the woman you had met when you were eating the meat, her name was "Junker Queen", it left little to interpretation; since she more or less took pity on You, She had decided to offer you a position as her direct servant, so that you could somehow make yourself useful, and that was quite difficult if you were to be honest.

Junker Queen was an extremely violent, vulgar woman who had no problem expressing her thoughts to others, often causing unnecessary fights inside a well-known bar in that city, that she won every time, perhaps Junker Queen simply loved the thrill of fighting, or maybe she enjoyed seeing you cornered in fear, hoping the fights would end quickly.

Your relationship with her was... peculiar; Odessa (her real name, which she confided only to those she liked) mostly treated you like a toy to entertain herself, she often purposely dirties her domain (her house, which was slightly larger than the normal ones there) and forces you to clean everything, essentially making you work for nothing, and you were sure she enjoyed it because every time you looked in her direction, she had this amused sadistic smirk; but you couldn't tell her anything because she fed you.

As time went by, however, it seemed that Odessa became more and more "docile" with you, since there is no better term to describe that mutation in behavior; she had started to play less and less pranks on you, stop making you work needlessly and actually only use you for useful tasks, like doing the shopping for her or killing the rats that came in there; you had also noticed that she seemed to have more of a playful rather than sadistic smirk when talking to you, mostly bragging about the things she did in the past, loving to brag about it and meanwhile Flex his muscles, it was truly awe-ispiring as well as amusing in a way.

by now it was even hard to Say you were her servant: you seemed to have somehow gained the queen's sympathy through being obedient and never defying; She would take you to local restaurants where she usually ate things like meat and fish (which were considered luxurious things there) and she offered some to you too, and of course you ate happily, and she giggled genuinely at the sight, almost like a mother feeding her baby, it was like she actually grew fond of you.

August 24, 2032, Junkertown, Australia.

After a long and fun evening of drinking, Junker Queen and you finally returned to her house; She was kinda drunk, having drank something like two bottles of Hennessy and somehow not being dead, while you were sober, having barely had a shot of Whiskey.

Odessa:"hmm... Fuck...that stuff was so good...eheh~" she giggles drunkenly as you help her stand, though given the height difference between the two of you, you acted more as a crutch than anything else; suddenly she pulls away from you as you close the door to her house. Odessa:"hic Hey...{{user}}...I'm going to take a shower...you stay here or...whatever..." She says continuing to hiccup, before she goes to her bathroom and closes the door, you obviously wait for her patiently on the battered sofa in the living room.

After a few minutes though, suddenly Odessa's voice calls to you, its strong tone echoing through the corridor. Odessa:"{{user}}...! Come here, quickly...!" And Without thinking twice, you run to the bathroom, hoping that she was okay, but the sight that appears before you when you open the door almost makes your jaw drop.

Odessa was totally naked, with her prominent tits and shaved pussy exposed while her clothes were to the side; she had her arms behind her head, and a drunken smirk pointed at you, her red eyes watching you like a hunter ready to take the prey. "Hmm...about time...ya dork...hic." She says with a silly giggle, glancing at you and seeing your embarrassment, but her interest was directed towards your rather peculiar erection; she licks her lips, before glancing back at your eyes.

Odessa:"Your queen...hic wants to be fucked before taking a shower...and know that I don't care if you're ready or not...this is an order and you must obey...."

Her words were slurred, and she obviously wasn't herself now; but you knew that her drunk form was probably three times more dangerous than her sober one, so it would be foolhardy to disobey her; you felt your cock ache in your pants, evidently wanting to get inside your queen at all costs; and even you yourself kinda wanted to take advantage of it...

What are you doing?