Captain Fenris Lore

The next morning, Fenris decided to continue his story telling to Felon, to keep the morale high. And it felt so good, almost as though he was reliving those memories he had forbidden himself to think about for eight years...

...

Fenris woke with a yawn, and realized it was Monday. Crap. That meant more training.

As if to accent that point, Barrel Roll blasted down the door as soon as Fenris walked into the main room. "Alright, pansies." he shouted. "Get your hooves out here, and march like dogs! Move it!"

So came a long three mile gallop around camp, almost as a warmup excersise. Fenris stayed near the back, normally with Talon. Both were panting and sweaty by the time they stopped for breakfast. The squad sat together, and chatted in earnest about various things.

Chalace spoke about Barrel: "Well, he's a bit hard on us, don't you...."

"Bow chika bow wow."

Chalace glared menacingly at Talon, then continued. "....Think? I mean, it's as if he had something to prove."

Elicla shrugged. "Maybe he does. But until then, obey orders."

...

After a while, Fenris found himself at the firing range. Each of them chose their own gun. Loaded and ready, they went up to the starting line, and...

Chalace casually reloaded, having emptied his entire magazine before his comrades fired a shot. Not very accurately, but still pretty good. Everypony theirs just stared at him. Then, they began following suit.

Serioil was next. He leveled his gun, a bolt action (not semi-auto) 6 crystal magazine hunting rifle, and fired a shot. He missed completely, much to the snickers of the rest of the squad.

He glared right back at them, expelled the spent crystal, and fired another round, and another, and another, and another.

As he reloaded, the rest went out to check his accuracy. Every shot besides the first made it within a quarter of an inch from the bullseye.

Darek went next. He had a long barreled sniper rifle. He bullseyed. Perfectly.

The rest of the squad shot relatively well (Besides Anical), using many different weapons. Maskel used an old revolver, Talon an assault rifle with semi auto on, Anical a heavy pistol, Elicla used a shotgun, and Fenris used a rifle similar to Chalace's. All in all, it was a good day.

Little did Fenris know it was about to get a whole lot more interesting, for better or for worse.

...

It was late evening when the squad was in the dinning hall, eating. As they sat around, they started talking about what they want to happen the next day. Talon seemed convinced at least three of them should commit a sexual act, when Barrel Roll walked up to them, a dangerous smile splayed across his face.

"Alright greenhorns, you got lucky with command. You may be only in the camp for a week, but it would seem that you have been chosen for a three day patrol in Plaguesmoth. We leave tomorrow. Move it. Oh, Chalace and Darek, may I see you at another table?"

The two exchanged glances, then nodded, got up, and followed the Sergeant to an empty table.

"What do you think they're talking about?" asked Talon.

Fenris blushed ever so slightly, and Talon caught it like a spider catching a fly.

"Fenris!" he said, as though not noticing Fenris's blush, "Do you happen to know anything about that?"

Fenris turned to him and shrugged."I may or may not. You know what, I do know something, and I will bet for it. A game of Blackjack, anypony?"

Talon smiled. "Dealer. Six Denarii bet from me."

Serioil slid up, and gestured for a pair of cards. Talon obliged. With that, he layed a dozen Changeling Denarii on the table.

"Deal me in." Elicla said, receiving her own two cards, and placing a large sack, which gingled with coins, causing Talons eyes to widen.

Fenris looked at his cards. The Ten of Spades and the Ten of Hearts. A Twenty. Really good, now, should he risk hitting or...

"Blackjack!"

Fenris's head came up, searching for the winner. Elicla proudly placed her cards upright. The Ace and King of Spades. A perfect Twenty-One.

"So," said Elicla. "What's the secret, Fenris?" She had an almost foallike curiousity in her eyes.

Fenris sighed. "On the first day of training, I caught the two, well, having a bit of fun, if you catch my drift."

Elicla nodded, and Talon smiled and shook his head.

Just then, the pair rejoined them, Barrel Roll leaving. They were completely silent, and avoided all questions.

...

Fenris woke the next morning to a long chunk of morning wood in between his legs. He sighed, and glanced over to Maskel, who was having a similar ailment as he opened his eyes.

Maskel shook his head at Fenris. "Really? What was your dream about?"

"Elicla."

"Those two Chalace and Darek going at it."

Fenris raised an eyebrow at Maskels response. "I didn't think you were into that sort of thing."

Maskel laughed. "Hey, when there are mares like Amelia in the military, then you really ought to keep your gender options open. Anyway, I'm leaving Elicla to you, which removes all of my everyday meeting with other of the opposite sex."

Fenris nodded, got up, and walked out, were the rest of the squad prepped for the six hour Airship flight to Plaguesmoth.

...

The Changeling Empire was huge. It spanned thousands of miles, twice the size of Equestria, which was across the Pegasus Ocean to the East. It spanned all the way from the Bloodied Islands controlled by the Maroon Talons Rebellion in the east, to the numerous waring Griffon Kingdoms in the west, the powerful bat pony Eagland to the north, to the gargantuan Zebra Territories to the south. It took nearly three weeks aboard an airship to get to one side of the massive country to the other.

Fenris's only Airship flight before then had been from the one from the Changeling capital, Chrysalis (for which the current Queen was named) to the camp. He was very nervous, for that ride had only been two hours, while this one was six.

As they got aboard the Airship, Fenris immediately recognized it as a warship. For one, it was huge, three times the size of the small cargo freighter he had come in on. Secondly, only ships of the line were permitted to have 30mm guns or bigger. This one had four, two on each side of the balloon along with eight smaller guns.

Still, he knew that this was a simple frigate. He had seen the true warships of the Changeling Airfleet in Chrysalis. The three great Hive Ships of the the Queens Guard are almost a half mile long each. Those themselves are dwarfed by the Queen's personal ship, the Black Eagle, which is nearly one whole mile long.

This particular ship was maybe three hundred feet long. The proud words Honorable Glory was painted across her prow, the white letters in stark contrast to the black and green camouflage of the rest of ship. It was actually quiet spacious, mainly because of its lack of a bomb bay.

The we're sleeping in two pony cabins, with their normal roommates. Fenris and Maskel set about making that cabin their own, mainly by Maskel tearing his part into a war zone. Besides Maskels skill at impersonations, he also had a fascination with toy soldiers. Within minutes, the forces of the 21st Changeling Infantry Division had engaged elements of a Griffon army, the Griffon Kingdoms famous enemies of the Changelings.

Maskel asked Fenris if he wanted to join. Maskel made up rules with his toy soldiers, and commonly played games against others.

Fenris nodded, and took the Griffon side as Field Marshall Sharpbeak, while Maskel took the position of Brigadier General Honeycomb.

The battle played out over several hours and several bags of chips. Finally, despite suffering great losses due to the Changeling magic technology, Sharpbeak triumphed.

Maskel shook his head as Fenris moved his command squad to the space his own command had just occupied, winning the game. He reached his hoof across, and Fenris gladly shook it.

Maskel sighed. "You know, if you hadn't took out my artillery with those flying troopers, I probably would've won."

Fenris smiled. "Too true, but I did take out those artillery, and so I won. What should we do now? We have three hours left."

Maskel began picking the models up, and frowned. "Well, we could go see if any of the other want to do something and discuss with them."

Fenris shook his head. "Nah. Something with only the two of us."

"Well, we could..." Maskel blinked, stopping mid sentence.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing." Maskel said quickly.

"Oh come on, I won't judge you for it."

"Chalace and Darek."

Fenris blinked, confused. He opened his mouth to ask what he meant, when it hit him. He blushed. "Ooooooooh."

Maskel sighed, and blushed as well. "Yeah, I know, it's a dumb idea..."

"I'm fine with it."

Now it was Maskel's turn to be surprised. "What?"

Fenris smiled. "Sure. If you mean we buck each other silly, then OK."

Maskel nodded slowly. "Alright, get in my bed."

Fenris, obeying, got up into Maskel's bed, laying on his back. He spread his legs wide, giving Maskel a look at his junk.

Maskel, already hard as stone, crawled over Fenris, his cock just centimeters from Fenris's anus, when Fenris spoke.

"Um, Maskel, could you be gentle?"

Maskel nodded, then slowly slid his dick Fenris's slot. Fenris gasped in pleasure, but also in slight pain.

Then, Maskel, trying to sooth Fenris, let their lips touch.

Fenris couldn't remember any more, other then cumming later all over his own face.