P-21, it has Begun.

Note: This is a "unofficial" extra chapter seen from Pepper's perspective after a certain chapter. If you haven't found out the fate about BJ's mother, then you haven't read long enough, and is advised to not read this due to spoilers. And this is only semi-canon to the actual side canon of this story. Mainly as a "spin-off build up" in case someone would want a stable 99 pony or something. So yeah, this is a bit messier written then the rest of the story. (and like, overall lower quality imo, but that's just me.) Might be worth to mention: This chapter doesn't contain any "direct" sexual themes, but just gives a slight afterword, and is mostly just trying to be sad..

Well... This sucked cervix... ever since I'd manage to sneak out of the stable after that last riot where... Blackjack was it? Anyhow, where that dumb broad from my security squad somehow had been out of here, survived for a few weeks, just to come back and liberate the stable from the overcunt and her band of psychotic mares. And now, from what I just heard from this box, kill the entire stable? I wasn't sure what to make out of the situation. Had they really all turned crazy like the other ones? Well, I had no time to ponder about it, the other very few ponies that decided to follow me when I snuk out. Heck, I was glad Cinder was a coward. If she hadn't bolted for the exit during that fight where the other security mare came back, I'd never had been able to round out the little group I was now in charge over.

Thanks to her message from outside, I had been able to convince others to tag along... not many, but a few. It had however been good to know that things out here were allot more lethal then indoors. We had already lost a pony due to the environment alone. I waited until they had left and began to make my way to our impromptu camp: A nearby cave. That's when I spotted something crawling along the path over yonder... wait... was that?
"Medical mare?" I exclaimed in a genuinely surprised tone. "I thought you were dead!"
She coughed weakly and smiled. "I... I disguised myself during that first monstrosity after that first invasion and ran out and away during one of their raiding parties... it was horrible, they... they killed, ate and tortured anypony they could find, and raped every buck before killing them... and not even necessarily in that order..."

I strode up to her and looked her over. She had a nasty looking gash on her side, it would need to be disinfected before I could wrap it in bandages. She seemed a bit malnourished, but otherwise appeared to be fine apart from the wound.
"C-could I have something t-to drink? P-please..." The mare begged weakly.
I fished up a bottle of ... empty bottle. I frowned at the container. Blast. I forgot I had drunk it while waiting for Bucket, that security mare, that frightening thing with wings and horn and the rest of them to leave.
"I'm out of water, but we have a camp just around an hour away, do you thin-"
I saw how the mare slumped to the side after I had said I was out of water. I pressed a hoof to her throat. Good, she still had a pulse. I leaned in close and held my ear against her muzzle. And she was still breathing. That's also good.

I paced around in a circle. What the buck was I going to do? I could run back and forth to the camp, but that might take to long. And I couldn't leave her here. And I doubted I had the eggs to carry her... it was a long way. And I was quite frankly not the thickest branch of the tree... why couldn't I just solve problems like I was used to? Or do like I did in the stable... wait a minute... My eyes shot up and a huge grin spread across my face. Actually, I could do just that. I began to wriggle out of my barding, but not before eyeing around myself to make sure the coast was clear. Once sure I was safe enough, I levitated out my baton and giggled with glee.

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With her wounds wrapped up and two filled bottles, I took the unconscious mare and placed the tip of the bottle against her lips. She slowly began to drink it down. Her eyes slowly fluttered open after around half the content was gone and she gave a weak cough, shakily sitting up and I levitated the bottle away from her as she got up.
"W-what happened?" she exclaimed woozily and she wobbly got onto her hooves fully.
"You passed out, but don't worry. I cleaned and tended to your injuries, and I fixed something for you to drink."
I floated over the half empty container which she greedily grasped in her hooves and gulped down the rest.

She scrunched her nose after the container was empty.
"Ich...not the best water I've had, a tad bit to... I don't know, it's a bit spicy in a way."
I couldn't suppress a gigglesnort which made her look at me.
"Wait... I remember you said you were out of water. You have two bottles? And what exactly did you clean my wounds with? You're only wearing a belt with room for two bottles, a baton and a small medical kit. And I know there's no disinfect-" the mare began to sniff and turned her head to where the bandages were. "Is that... ammonia I smell?"
There seemed to be a mental debate inside her head before she let out a sigh and unscrewed the lid on the second bottle.

"Okay well...yeah... that can be used as a disinfectant... thanks Pepper... even though that is gross..."
She slowly started drinking from the second bottle, shuddering lightly.
"Don't thank me dear, thank Squishy, she was the one that came up with the idea. And the one that fixed the drinks!"
The medical pony stopped drinking and nearly dropped the bottle. Her eyes going wide and stared at me, then back to the bottle before it seemed to dawn on her what she was drinking. Her face scrunched up and she spat out what was in her mouth with an amusing 'pfttfttft' noise as it sprayed everywhere. Most of it my face, it was kinda turning me on to be honest. But not as much as seeing her gulp it down.

She gagged and dry heaved a few times before looking at me with a shocked expression.
"Y-you made me.. made me drink...?" she looked nauseated and stared at the bottle.
"Yeah. So what? It's not like it's poisonous. Not as full of vitamins and whatnot as males, but works for hydration. Besides, that's the two bodily fluids I have access to... ok well, there's blood to, but I doubt you'd prefer that, and my other was used to clean your wound. Or would you rather have died of thirst?" I retorted, trying my best to look offended with varied success. I think the fact I was softly giggling ruined most of my facade...
"Yeah b- it's ne.. for th-..." She sunk down onto her haunches and let out a reluctant sigh of defeat. "Okay fine... but if you mention to anypony you finally get me to drink you gunk, I will circumcise you..." She stared at me, glaring daggers.

I yelped and jumped back, feeling my nethers clenching protectively. I knew this mare was timid, but if it was something I had learnt, she always kept her promises. Always. I felt a few beads of sweat trickling down my forehead.
"Heh... chillax girl, it was necessary for your survival." Even if I did really enjoy it... I gave an awkward smile.
"I know... and I never thought I'd say this but: I actually hate this place more then our stable..."
I gave a genuine smile and patted her on her head. "Same here. And I've barely been out here a day. But like I was trying to say before: We got a cave set up around an hour of walk from here. We got some processed food and water from the storage. Snatched the last stored when we prepared to leave. They had access to the newly recycled after we left anyhow.

The mare resumed to drink down the last of my work and a grin spread across my face, which quickly died, along with my erect and puffy vulva when she gave me a glare and flashed her flank at me as I saw the bloody scalpel on it... not worth the risk... not worth it at all.. I gave a nervous smile as I levitated the first bottle back into my belt.
"S-so, not to be pushy or indicate anything but, do you think you are good enough to walk the way back or would you nee-"
I think I can make it there. On the unlikely event I'd dehydrate along the way, I will tell you, and you will have my permission to... 'provide' me with fluids. But like I said, if you trick me into drinking it without my agreement..."
She gave me another look that made the remaining blood in my pride froze. A shiver ran through my spine.
"G-got it..."

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We had been walking for around half an hour, and I had politely avoided to... 'offer her seconds', despite her mentioning it would probably taste less bad if it was at least warm. Also mentioning how it was more efficient to drink body temperatured liquid and some other medical talk that just managed to make me feel queasy for entirely different reasons..
"Uh, hey. Speaking of our reproductive organs..." she raised an eyebrow, inspecting me carefully. "I was just wondering, could you take out the things in our wombs? I mean... I was supposed to be allowed to have a foal this year and..."
Her stare softened and she gave me a sad look, then stopped trotting. I skid to a halt and looked at her with concern.
"Something the mat-"
She silenced me with a hoof, looking away

"I shouldn't tell you this but, seeing how we might die out here anyhow..." She seemed to be be holding back tears. "Pepper... I know how much you've talked about having a daughter and how much you've looked forwards to it, but truth is...you remember the twins Scraps got? And how she even got to keep both girls?" I nodded slowly, something unpleasant forming in my stomach. "Well... you never got your talisman..." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "during the procedure, my mom noticed that your ovaries weren't looking like they should..." she took a deep breath and spoke once more. "Pepper, you have scrambled eggs, you are infertile... you were never given a talisman because you never needed one, you can't have foals. Another mare was just assigned to take your place for repopulating the stable. I was going to tell you, but I just... you seemed to be dealing with so much at the time, and then I just forgot about it. I'm sorry Pepper, I really am. There used to be equipment to help with this, even ones so two mares could have a foal together, heck, even stallions with a surrogate mare could. But our stable doe-didn't have such spells or equipment, and I doubt you will find it out here..."

I sat down. Hard. Hot tears began to blur my vision and burned my eyes as I began to shake. She moved in closer, lifting a foreleg towards me, but I recoiled and pushed her away, sniffling like a foal. Pieces started falling together now, I had never been called into the gyno more then every two years, I never had a check up on my talisman, and I hadn't gotten permission to have a foal, despite that my mother had passed on and off into the recycler. She moved towards me again, this time more sternly. I once more tried to push her away, but she didn't budge and locked around my shoulder with a hoof, I pushed with both hooves, trying to pry her off me, but somehow she was much stronger then me. She had me pinned in her grasp as I weakly struggled to break free with little result. Eventually I just gave in and broke down crying.

"Schh... it's okay hun..." she whispered softly into my ear, trying to calm me down. I was unable to hear the rest of what she said, but her soothing voice slowly calmed me down as I shook and wept in her grasp. Several minutes passed consisting only of my occasional weak sniffle and of her constantly brushing through my mane. With my main priority and goal of escaping the stable shattered, I just stared blankly into that vast sea of grey clouds in the sky. I had only read about them, but they gave a very somber atmosphere. Suddenly she broke the silence, speaking softly "Pepper... we have to go now. It's getting dark, and we don't want to be out here without a shelter by then..." I nodded slowly and got shakily up on my hooves. My eyes were red and puffy from all the crying. All that couldn't have been good for my body's fluid level... I began to walk towards the cliffs where we had our cave. Maybe tomorrow is a better day...