The Refugees

The Refugees
by neorenamon

The assault force withdrew under the growing cloud cover. Celestia sent Pegasi to try and break them up, or at least move them somewhere else, but they came back half frozen telling her that they would have been turned into ponysicles if they tried to get close enough to make any difference. She realized that they were facing some serious magic, and something bad would soon be unleashed against her troops.

"LUNA!" she called, "Change in plans! We have to break into that mine before the clouds can do serious harm! Tell everyone it's time to force our way in there!"

"We understand, big sister!" she called back.

She went over to Bulk Biceps and Acacia in their heavy metal armor, shield, and massive metal striking gauntlet, and she said, "I have a special assignment you you two. This spell I'm about to place on you is called 'The Unstoppable Charge'. It's called that for a reason. Run right into the entrance and smash anything that gets in your way. It works best in a straight line, so don't change your path as much as possible. The spells will protect you from frontal attacks as well as the consequences of smashing barriers. You'll both glow until it wears off. That way, you'll know when it's over and the enemy will be spooked by your looks. Understood?"

"YEAH!!!" they replied as one.

She nodded as she walked away. Luna walked up beside her and said as she glanced back at Acacia, "I didn't think we made heavy armor for mares, big sister."

Celestia said without looking, "We don't, little sister."

Luna blinked.

"Now we need to form a wedge behind the lead chargers. We must be able to exploit the opening the make as soon as it happens, or they may consolidate their defenses behind them and leave us stuck out here."

"Is there something that you are not telling us?"

"Well yes. There's another spell on them that will make those two look like us charging the enemy... naked. It won't be seen by the ones following behind them."

"Because all of the dogs guarding the entrance will be males, I take it?"

"Indeed."

"When they try to grab... 'us', we are sure that they will be in for a most rude awakening."

"Indeed."

"What about the magic support?"

"If we move swiftly enough," replied Celestia softly, "we should be able to take them before they can drop the spell outside and change to another one."

Small white things began to fall from the sky around them. While Luna didn't seem to know what the little things were that were harmlessly bouncing off her wings and hide, Celestia cursed loudly.

"What is it, big sister?"

"A hail storm!!"

"It seems harmless..."

"Right NOW maybe," said Celestia forcefully, "but with each passing moment, they will grow larger. They will become heavier and fall faster. The blows will hurt more, even in armor. They will grow to pea-size, then kiwi-lime-size, then to apple-size... they'll just keep growing to the size of cantaloupes! At that size, bones will splinter and heads will be smashed with each and every hit on one of us! If we can't get into the mine soon, we'll all be crushed!" She paused before she choked out, "I couldn't live with myself if I allowed that to happen to any of us!"

"What about having the Pegasi fly over the clouds and try to suck them away by creating a tornado?"

"Do it! They won't have enough time to make an effect strong enough, but at least they'll be above the hail!" She paused to look up and added, "They'll be safe and out of harms way up there."

"We assume they shall not be informed of the latter part?"

"Please don't tell them. I don't want them to feel the pain of survivor's guilt."

Princess Luna nodded.

"Ready the attack, little sister," she said as she placed her hand on Luna's shoulder, "It will take a moment to ready these spells I'm about to cast."

Luna nodded as she ran off.

"The hard part is still ahead," sighed Celestia as her whole body began to glow. If everypony wasn't so busy, she surely would have drawn an audience.
...

Rainbow Dash was young and confident. Perhaps too confident. After all, she flew into the face of a giant red dragon and kicked it in the nose. Sometimes, she was just too prideful to think about getting help. If she was just a little wiser, she would have spit the knife out of her mouth and screamed her bloody head off.

But she didn't.

She tried to twist away from the warrior she was sitting on, but his grip was too strong on her wrists. The next thing she knew, large arms had grabbed her from behind. Even if she could have freed her hands, her arms were now pinned. One of the warriors ahead of her tried to plunge his sword into her heart, but since she had a silk wrapping over metal plate, the sword barely nicked the ribbons. But he could tell that he had struck metal and not flesh.

"The bitch is hiding metal armor under the cloth!" he shouted. The helmet was so obvious that no comment was even necessary. But he knew the neck wasn't armored, so that's were he placed his blade next. "I you want to keep that head of yours, spit out that knife away from any of us, and you better not make a single sound." She felt the blade make the slightest of cuts, drawing just a little blood. It told her painfully obviously he was serious, so she spit the knife into the sand as a hand was clamped over her muzzle from her right rear quarter. All she could do was glare defiantly at her attackers.

She didn't dare try and look up without tipping off her attackers that more were coming.

"Thought you could take us all by your little self, bitch?" he hissed in her ear.

She realized that they thought she came in all alone. Hopefully somepony would save her ass. They lifted her up as more of them clamped onto her arms, legs, and head.

"Somedog's taken the nursing cave!!" shouted a dog as they rushed in, "They've taken all of the unclaimed nursing bitches as well!!"

"Calm down, bitch," snarled the one warrior, "as long as they're in that cave, there's no way out for them. I don't care if they kill every nursing bitch. More will take their place soon enough."

"You bastard!!" he snarled, "One of those nursing bitches is supposed to be my future mate!"

"Well don't panic! As long as those bitches remain alive, they get to keep living. But if we just panic and let them go, who knows how much more we'll lose than that? They must be smart enough to know that we'd kill them all if they any of their hostages don't make it!"

"What about this one?"

"Oh, we'll use her as a hostage against them, but not before our little present gets the proper... shipping and handling."

Dash was carried away by the little group of warriors knowing she was really in trouble now.
...

Big Macintosh awoke to some strange noises. He looked about from the slumbering forms of Applejack and Jifar to notice that almost every male dog in the room was mating with one of the bitches, even if they weren't together before. He wondered just how creative dogs were sexually as every pair was going at it 'doggy-style'.

"This may be the last chance you ever get," panted one of the miners, although only the dirt on his hide told him so, "so if you love any of these bitches, you might want to mount them now. We aren't losing this chance." The only thing he was wearing was his mining helmet.

He glanced at Jifar and noticed that she was looking at him. "Honey-buns?"

"If this might be the last chance we'll ever see," she replied softly, "I beg you to take the time to mount me."

He crawled around behind and lifted her legs over his shoulders. Then he straightened up on his knees, lifting her ass of the sand without even disturbing Applejack... even when he moved her tail out of his way. He fondled Jifar's pussy with one hand while he stroked his cock with the other, and it didn't take long for both to be ready for mating.

But Big Macintosh was blushing because while he was sticking his cock into his future wife's mareslit, he couldn't help but stare at his little sister's fine flanks, anus and mareslit. With her legs splayed out over Jifar's hips, he got an even better view of her pussy than he did of Jifar's.

'She's kinfolk! You can't do that ta her!' he thought hotly, 'What would Granny Smith say? We ain't a buncha crazy hillponies! But those new larger eight tits of hers... those fine firm flanks... they're so sexy! It just ain't fair!'

Jifar's smile told him she probably didn't know what he was thinking about, so he just smiled back as he fucked her hard. It did seem to take his mind off of their situation. He was amazed how his little sister could remain sleeping while she was being jostled about so. Between her hat behind her head and the fact it was pillowed in the crack of Jifar's tits, he had no idea what her expression might have been, but even then, he could hear her breathing. Then he noticed the giraffe was teasing her own nipples, and it did look hot as milk was drawn from them to leak down the sides of her breasts.

But his fantasies ran wild. He could imagine making love to Jifar, Twilight, and Applejack all in the same bed. Each one had their own beauty, and together, they looked like his greatest wet dream come to life. They played with each other while waiting for their turn for him to fuck them silly. And they only had eyes for him... and his little piece of horse-like tool. He blew his wad into her seemingly all too soon, but he promised himself he wouldn't stop until she cum as well.

But he couldn't help but wonder how we would explain this to his little sister if she should...

"What all is going on, big brother?" asked Applejack sleepily between Jifar's tits.

Oh heck...