The Refugees

The Refugees
by neorenamon

Applejack sighed. She was stuck in a sitting position while six hungry pups nursed from her new breasts in a pile in front of her. Yet with her arms tied, she couldn't hug them. It wasn't their fault that she was stuck in this predicament. Looking around, she and her nursing pups were all set apart from the other pups and other nursers. She had been shoved into the corner of the room so no one had to get close to her other than her hungry pups. When she looked into the other bitches eyes, they did not have the warm looks they had given her before. They seemed to be afraid of what she had become.

She tried to speak, but couldn't. Even though she couldn't quite see her own nose, she knew that her mouth must have been muzzled again.

There was a disturbance outside the cave entrance. A dog warrior cam flying in to slide across the sand between her and the others. He stood up and rushed back out. Another came in to crash into the sand. With a sword through his throat, she figured this warrior wouldn't be getting up again.

Then Big Macintosh strode in like some kind of Viking pony god of war. He wore a horned helmet, boots of unknown materials, and a girdle/loincloth combination. The sword he carried in one hand was the same as the one in the other warrior's throat.

"APPLEJACK!!" he called, "I's here ta save ya!!"

'Please save me, big brother,' she thought.

She tried to call to him. Her voice strained against her muzzle. Jifar came in afterwards caring a spear in her hands. But he was looking on the wrong side of the room for her. Jifar was looking at her with eyes seemingly filled with fear. He turned around as she tapped him on the shoulder. The look in his eyes seemed to be a mix of curiosity and revulsion. As he crept closer, she could see all of his perfect ripped muscles and the soft sheen of sweat on his hide.

He picked her up by the shoulders as the nursing pups fell into the sand. His eyes looked her up and down. She was sure he had to be staring at her eight breasts, all of which were larger than the two he last remembered she had.

"WHAR'S MAH LITTLE SISTER?!" he screamed in her face.

'But I am your little sister!'

"TALK YA DANG BITCH!"

'But I am your little sister!'

He leaned closer until she could see her own reflection in his eyes. She was a bitch now! An orange bitch, but her face was all but that of a Diamond Dog now. She desperately looked down at her flank and realized to her horror that her cutie mark was gone. Her tail had become shaggy and dog-like. Her hooves had been replaced with paws.

'NO NO! This ain't me, big brother! I swear!'

"You are right," said a nearby mare, "with nightmare fright."

Suddenly, Opa and Zecora were standing next to Big Macintosh.

"While this is not who you should be," said Zecora, "it's what your nightmare fears choose to see."

'How are y'all in my nightmares?'

As the two stepped closed, she could see on their nude bodies that both of their cutie marks were glowing with soft white light against their hides.

"It seems when we are in close proximity," explained Opa, "I have some dreaming sympathy. With this power I choose Zecora to share. Our bodies are close by out there."

"So you are this mysterious Opa I've heard so much about?" asked another mare nearby. Her big brother and the giraffe seemed to fade away into nothing to reveal the tall naked form of Luna standing right behind them.

Opa spun to face her, dropped to her knees, and took Luna's hand to kiss the back of it. Applejack couldn't take her eyes away from the Moon Princess' huge breasts.

"Oh Goddess of Moon and Dreams," said Opa as she looked into the sand below, "we have met at last it seems."

"Oh, we so love this level of respect," said Luna with a grin, "It's a shame that my older sister goddess cannot be bothered to respect us so."

Zecora knelt at her other side and similarly kissed the back of Luna's hand. She looked over at Opa and smiled softly. Luna raised an eyebrow.

"With so much of our lives at stake, then my love's beliefs I can take."

'What am ah over here? Chopped onions?'

They all looked at her like they had temporarily forget the reason why they were there.

"Don't worry," said Luna, "You may have four pairs of breasts now, but that is the only canine trait you have. But even if you did look like an orange bitch, we know deep down that your family would still love and accept you for who you are: Applejack. They may work their tails off trying to change you back, but they would eventually keep you in their lives just the same."

'Ah reckon that's a big ole relief. Are y'all comin ta save us, Princess Luna?'

"Unfortunately, we cannot use one's dreams to spy on somepony's surroundings, but we know you are being held somewhere deep in the Diamond Dog's fortress-mine."

'That's right. Opa an Zecora allowed themselves ta be gang raped to protect the rest of us. But Rover had murdered their chief and now he and his warriors rape alla his own nursin bitches and the captured mares. Ah think he personally raped our little violet alicorn. Twilight is in real bad shape. Rover completely broke off her horn. Jifar grabbed her body an ran away with it. Ah don't know if they're alright still.'

"This is most disturbing," said Luna, "We have assembled a rescue party that will be leaving this morning. We have Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy along to help. We shall bring the Elements of Harmony along as well should their powers become necessary."

Luna suddenly paused to shiver.

'Is somethin wrong Princess?'

Her hips twitched as if something were going on in her loins.

"We assure you it is nothing!" blurted out Luna, "but we must be going now!"

She clamped a hand over her pussy as she faded away.

'Ah wonder what that all was about?'

"While for answers I may yearn," said Opa softly, "I doubt it is of my concern. But we all shall soon awake. Other actions we should take." Opa and Zecora's cuties marks stopped glowing, and then they faded from view as well.
...

She awoke with a start. Somepony or bitch was pushing a vial into the side of her mouth, so she almost choked down the bitter fluid almost by instinct. She knew the nursing potion's taste well by now, but hadn't remembered being convinced to drink so much of the stuff at one time. Even as she opened her eyes, all eight of her nipples were tingling like mad. A bitch was licking her face while she got her bearings. She was kneeling in the sand with a bar keeping her legs spread, her arms were bound around her waist at the elbows, and her wrists were tied to her knees. Her upper and lower legs were tied together to keep her kneeling. And her muzzle was tied closed again. She began to wonder who wanted to make sure she was shut up so badly.

Looking about, she saw Opa tied almost the same to her right, and Zecora bound likewise to her left. Numerous bitches were all bound likewise with their backs against the wall as well. And a pack of hungry pups were rushing at them full tilt to get a breast and their milk for the day. Her back was pressed against the cave wall as eight pups of various size and age managed to latch onto each of her nipples. She leaned her head back as the feeling from her tits just made her whole body shiver.

'It ain't their fault,' she thought over and over again.

It hardly seemed like a minute passed before she was cumming hard into the sand under her. In her peripheral vision, she could see Opa and Zecora well on their way to climax as well. As some of the pups finished nursing, they licked the other parts of the mares clean as if they were somehow trying to repay them for all of the milk they had been given from their tits. Applejack was starting to feel a little smothered under the squirming mass. Opa and Zecora seemed to be getting the same kind of attention as well. It felt strange, but she knew that Minona liked to show her love and loyalty in a similar way.

Hours passed as pup after pup nursed, and she was wondering if the feeling to nursing orgasms could become addictive, or that taking the bitter potion might be something she would come to be unable to go without. Every few hours, she was administered yet another dose of the nursing potion. Their mouths were untied eventually so that while there was a break in nursing, they could all be fed grilled mushrooms and some really odd tasting wine of some sort. She was getting comfortable relieving herself in the sand and waiting for somebitch else to clean up after her.

She wondered if even after being rescued, she could ever go back to her plain old apple picking farm life...
...

Luna awoke in Twilight's bed next to Celestia. She really wondered who undressed her and her older sister after she raised the moon and went to sleep, but she was as naked in bed as she was in Applejack's dream. Looking down, she could see her legs over Pinkie's shoulders as she was going to town on her pussy with her ridiculously long tongue.

"What are you doing to us?!" she asked hotly.

"Hmm," asked Pinkie, "What are we doing? Oh, just a little late night snack."

"Did we ASK you for this?!"

"Yes! I totally understand sleep talk!"

"We do NOT talk in our sleep!"

"Yes you doOOOoo!" she Pinkie-sang.

She looked over and noticed Celestia pretending to sleep on her side, and wondered if big sister had something to do with the predicament she found herself in.

"We assume that simply telling to you stop this right now will not make any difference?"

"I can't say it wiiiIIIiiilll..."

So Luna laid back and just went with the flow. She had to admit that Pinkie could do almost magical things with her tongue. This was surely going to give the Moon Princess some odd dreams of her very own.