Fall of Equestria: Choices

Leading the way into a clearing, Brand held up a hand for the others to halt. After a few moments, he raised his hands to his mouth and made an eerie call. Dusty and the others stared at him, having never heard such a sound come from a pony before. Then he startled again as there came an answering call. "What the hell is that?" he whispered.

Brand turned to him with a smile. "Our contacts."As he turned back, several mounds of grass and leaves rose up from the ground or moved from behind trees. The closest one stopped in front of Brand and reached up to remove its mask. There revealed, was a pony mare, but her eyes burned with an intensity few had ever seen. Brand looked around to see his group had been quietly and quickly surrounded. Keeping one hand on the sword at her hip, the one in front of him spoke.

"Brand. Why are you all here?"

Brand topped her by at least a few inches, but he still felt smaller than her as he looked down into her determined stare. "Our position became compromised; a pony traitor gave away our location, and a couple of Caribou guards got killed in the process." He paused and sighed before continuing. "We had nowhere else to go, Dash."

Rainbow Dash stared at him, then looked around at the rest of his group. "How do we know we can trust you?"

"I can vouch for everypony here. They all just want to escape."

Dash scowled, then drew her sword and pointed it straight at Pinkie. "What's that traitor doing here, then?"

Pinkie frowned, then stepped forward. "It's good to see you again, Dashie."

Dash's brow knitted, and then she growled, "Don't call me that, traitor. Last I heard, you've been "servicing" those filthy Caribou...willingly.

Brand interjected, "She can't help herself. The Caribou did to her what they've done to almost everypony they've met: altered their brains." He looked down at the parts of her body he could see. "You've been affected as well. Your breasts were never that big before. Tell me I'm wrong." Dash's face flushed red as she tried to cover her now-massive breasts.

"My mind is still my own, no matter what the Caribou did to me!" She gestured around angrily, "As are all the mares here! We will never be their slaves!!" There was a resounding cheer from all the mares in Dash's group. She turned back to him and leveled her sword at his throat. "And we will kill anyone who threatens that. Keep that in mind."

Brand put his hands up and took a step back. "Understood. We won't stay here long, just a few days until we can figure out our next move." Dash stared at him again, then sheathed her sword and turned to her followers.

"Blindfold them."

There was a murmur of discontent among Brand's ponies at this last. "Now, wait a minute, Dash! We're here to help you!"

Dash whirled on him and drew her sword again. All the mares surrounding them did the same. "You can either be blindfolded or blinded! I don't care which, but I won't let you see where we're taking you!"

Brand's hands balled into fists and he grit his teeth but managed to say, "Alright. Alright, we'll do it your way. But we shouldn't be fighting each other. We're on the same side."

Dash snorted, "You're a stallion. I've learned not to trust any of you, but I will help you. This once." She waved her people forward, and one by one all were blindfolded, stallions and mares alike. "Put your hands on the shoulder of the pony in front of you, then follow the sound of my voice." Dash turned her back on Brand and put his hand on her shoulder, then called out, "Let's move!" After some jostling and stumbling, they were all lead slowly out of the clearing.

As they walked along, occasionally one of Dash's mares would put out a hand to steady somepony to keep them from tripping. All was fine if they helped a mare, but on the few times they had to reach out and touch a stallion, they did so with noticeable reluctance among them. On more than one such occurrence, the mare in question lingered with her hand on his arm a bit longer than was necessary to help the male keep from tripping, giving his muscle a squeeze and moaning quietly to herself. Though she would never admit it to herself or her followers, Dash also was not unaffected by the male hand on her shoulder. But she fought the thoughts and feelings angrily down. That path lead to slavery.

But she couldn't get her body to listen to her mind.

After several hours of slow progress, during which there were many stumbles and near-falls, Dash finally called a halt. "Take your blindfolds off." All did so, then looked around. They were in a deep valley, with sheer cliffs on all sides. The Sun was just beginning to set, and its rays glinted off the trees and rocks at the very top. But within the valley it was twilight, and they could see several fires being lit as the mares went about their business. Dash pointed to a clearing some yards away and said, "Set your tents up over there, and get settled." As Brand as his group turned away to do just that, her eyes lingered on his buttocks and she unconsciously licked her lips. She went back to her tent, entered and sat down, trying to quell the emotions that raged inside her. After about an hour, she went back out and stared across at the males who were just finishing setting up their tents. She startled and came back to herself when one of her mares called her name. "What? What is it?" She turned to see several mares standing around her, with unreadable expressions on their faces. She scowled and said, "What do you all want?" They shuffled their hooves and said nothing, only casting hungry looks at the males of Brand's group. Finally, one spoke up.

"Rainbow, you saved quite a few of us from the Caribou, and we're all grateful. But, there's a problem."

"What is it?"

"We...haven't had any men for weeks!" she whispered. The others grew bolder at this statement, while Dash tried to stare them all down.

"We need them!" said another.

"I want to suck a cock!" said the boldest of them.

"It's the Caribou magic!" Dash angrily whispered, not wanting any of the males to hear. "Be strong, like me, and we'll get through this!"

The group grew visibly angry at this, and one pointed to her and said, "You brought them here, Rainbow! Are supposed to pretend we're not feeling what we're feeling?!"

"We'll take care of each other, just like we've been doing!" said Rainbow. "Don't give in to the males!"

"It's not enough!" cried one as she raised her voice. "I like stallions, and I'm going to have a big, thick cock pounding me until I can't walk straight!" With that, they all surged forward.

In desperation, Rainbow Dash held up her hands and shouted, "Alright! I'll talk to them! Just give me one night!" They all reluctantly stopped and stared at her.

After a few moments, one said, "One night, Dash. After that, we take matters into our own hands."

Fine finished setting up the tent while his wife and daughter went through their supplies. Hearing raised voices, they all looked up to see a group of mares surrounding Rainbow Dash. As they watched, they saw Dash raise her hands and shout something about "one night." Blossom turned to her mother.

"What do you think they're arguing about?"

Meadow peered at them and said, "I don't know, but I think I can guess."

"What?"

Meadow stepped closer to her daughter and lowered her voice, after casting a glance over her shoulder at her husband. "I think...and I'm not sure...I think we're going to have to keep an eye on your father."

Blossom gazed at the mares as well, trying to see whatever it was her mother was thinking she was seeing. After a moment she gasped and whispered back, "I know that look."

Meadow nodded. "So do I. Who knows how long they've been out here without any males? It looks like they're tired of waiting." As they were speaking, they saw Rainbow turn away from her group and start in Brand's direction, her face like a storm cloud. Meadow said, "Stay here with your father. I'm going to find out what's going on." Without waiting for an answer she marched resolutely up to Brand's tent as Dash disappeared inside. She then went to the side of the tent and leaned in close, her ears pricked for any sound. Several other ponies had watched as well, most with worried looks on their faces, but none others had dared to intrude. What she heard confirmed her suspicions.

"My mares need stallions," Dash simply stated. Brand stared at her, keeping the emotion off his face. Then he spoke.

"And what if we refuse?"

Dash's mouth fell open in shock. "Why would you refuse?! I have mares eager for your stallions!"

Brand sighed and looked away. "I already have my hands full with mares like Pinkie. I don't need my men distracted any more than they already are." Brand stood and looked down at her. "In case you've forgotten, we're at war. We need to stay focused."

Dash looked away and clenched her jaw. "One...night. That's all I'm asking. I don't think I can keep order otherwise."

Brand was quiet for a moment, then said, "It's that bad?"

She defiantly met his gaze and nodded. "I'm not happy about this either. As far as I'm concerned, you all are not much different from the Caribou. You'd have us all on our knees if you could!"

At this Brand's face grew red and he stepped forward and got in her face. "Don't. You. EVER! Compare me to those monsters! I was happily married to the love of my life, and we had two beautiful daughters! Those bastards took all that away! They stole EVERYTHING from me! EVERYTHING!" Dash's face grew red as well, and she dropped her gaze and stepped back. The moment stretched on, then suddenly she pulled off her top and turned around, exposing her back. There, she was covered in scars, and mere stubs were all that was left of her wings. She spoke without turning around.

"They took everything I had as well," she whispered. She looked back over her shoulder as she got dressed. "I'm sorry. We've both suffered at their hands. It was a stupid thing to say." She faced back away from him and remained silent. Then, Brand spoke.

"Let me talk to my group. I'm sure there will be some who won't have a problem with your request, but we have a few married stallions here as well. Even if they wanted to, their wives would never allow it." Rainbow nodded.

"Tomorrow night, then." She ducked under the tent flap and stalked off.

Meadow watched Dash stomp away, then hurried back to her family. "What was that all about?" asked Fine.

"None of your business!" snapped Meadow. She pulled her daughter aside and whispered, "It's just as I feared: those Amazons are stallion-starved! Brand is going to talk to the others about..."taking care of them."

Blossom spared a glance at her father, who was watching them, then whispered, "What if they want Dad?"

Meadow clenched her jaw and growled, "They're not touching him. He's mine!" She turned at looked at FIne, who was watching them with a worried expression. She then said to Blossom, "Go busy yourself elsewhere; I've got "things" to do with your father."

Blossom paused, then her face wrinkled up as she realized. "Eww, Mom!"

Meadow smiled. "Just go."

Blossom made an exasperated sound then wandered off, not looking back. Meadow then approached her husband. "Are you going to finally tell me what the matter is?" Instead of answering, she reached down and took him by the hand, then lead him into the tent. The tent, like all the others, was large enough for a pony to stand in, with enough room for two or three to fit comfortably. She remained silent as she closed the tent flap, then got to her knees in front of him. "Meadow?" She reached up and fumbled with his belt, then dragged his trousers down, along with his underwear. Once his cock was exposed, she began licking it from base to tip. Fine shuddered and moaned, "Why are you doing this?"

She stopped her ministrations only long enough to whisper, "Quiet, you," then went back to licking him. Once he was good and wet, she swallowed him up to the base, then began long strokes in and out of her throat. fondling his balls with her free hand. while the other gripped his buttock. She slipped one finger into his anus and spun it around while humming along his length. Fine began to cry out as he grabbed her head and began earnestly thrusting, as Meadow exulted in the feeling of his cock penetrating her throat over and over. Dear Celestia how she'd missed this!

Soon, her efforts were rewarded as he gave a final cry and unloaded into her mouth. She sucked greedily at his cock, milking him for every. Last. Drop. He fell back to the cot and panted, "That was incredible!" Again, instead of answering, she got to her hooves and pulled her top off. Then she turned around and slowly pulled her shorts down, then stepped out of them. Turning back around, she straddled him and guided him inside, then began gyrating her hips and bouncing. She leaned down and stuck her tongue down his throat, squealing into his mouth as she came. He followed after, unloading a second time into her still tight pussy.

He started to pull out but she said, "No! Leave it in a bit longer!" She nuzzled his neck, planting kisses, then nipping him.

They lay there for some time, then he finally said, "I don't know what's going on, but I'm glad we made up."

She smiled against his neck. "You're an idiot, but I love you."

He smiled in turn. "I can live with that."

Brand eventually came out of his tent and yelled, "Dusty!" After a few moments, his subordinate appeared, looking a bit disheveled. Brand frowned at him and said, "Why do you look so flustered?"

"Um...no reason!" he hastily said as he adjusted his clothing. Brand frowned again and cast his gaze around their camp.

"Where's Pinkie?"

"I...I wouldn't know!" Brand gave a knowing glance at him but decided to let it pass.

"Go round up all the single stallions. I have an announcement."

"Right away, sir!" He turned and made his way around the camp, collecting them as he went along and telling them all to meet with Brand, who stood in front of his tent with his arms crossed. After about fifteen minutes, there were gathered all of them, a few looking the same as Dusty did.

Brand snorted, "I see some of you have been spending time with Pinkie." Those that had shuffled their hooves and placed their hands behind their heads, smiling sheepishly. "If you're not all spent," he began sarcastically, "I have good news for you. It seems these mares of Rainbow's haven't had any stallions for some time. They want you." At this news, all the stallions' faces brightened, and some high-fived each other. "BUT!" yelled Brand. "We're still at war. Half of you will take your time with the mares, while the others stand guard. Then you'll switch off. Decide among yourselves how that will work out. This all happens tomorrow night."

"Um, sir?" asked one of the stallions.

"What is it?"

"Couldn't we just ask some of...or all of...the married stallions to take guard duty? That would free us all up." Brand pondered this suggestion, then he nodded.

"Go around and tell the rest what's happening. Their wives won't be happy about Rainbow's mares, but this should keep their husbands out of trouble." He sighed. "I just know this is all a bad idea, but it doesn't look like we have much choice if we're going to be staying here any amount of time." He looked over at Rainbow's side. "According to Dash, those mares are pretty randy."

Several stallions high-fived each other again.

"How many?"

Dash shook her head. "I don't know, but I'm guessing it will be a large number. You know males; they're not going to turn down free pussy." Some of the group looked at each other and smiled, but some didn't seem very happy.

"What if it's not enough? I don't want to have to wait while some of us get some dick while the rest of us don't!"

One of the mares, Serena, was the smallest of the group, but the most vocal. It was she who had declared she wanted to suck a cock earlier, and she wasn't about to be ignored. "I don't care how many there are, I'm going first!" The others turned angrily on her.

"Who says you get to go first?! The rest of us need it as bad as you do!" cried Turquoise. They all voiced the same sentiment.

Rainbow threw up her hands again and said, "Don't fight! We're all going to be taken care of, I promise!"

" 'We?!' You mean you too?" asked Serena. "I thought you only liked mares?" Dash's face flushed red. She'd had to deal with this her whole life, long before the Fall: ponies couldn't see past her tomboyish ways and made assumptions, no matter how many male partners she'd had. Some things never changed.

"I don't know where that rumor got started, but I like stallions too. I just don't trust them now."

Serena's face became sly. "But that's not going to stop you from getting in line with the rest of us, is it?" She glared angrily around and added, "After me!" She took a step back and placed her hand on her sword as the others closed on her. Rainbow quickly jumped in between them.

"ENOUGH!" she shouted. "Nopony is fighting, nopony is going to be left out! Get ahold of yourselves! That's an order!" She then rounded on Serena. "And you! Stop being a problem! I will decide the order, and that's final!" Serena opened her mouth to protest, but Dash held up a hand. "No 'buts!' You all can't decide, so it falls to me. I will make sure it's fair."

They all stared at her, then one quietly said, "You'd better." They all went back to their tents, but some stayed in a group by themselves and made their own plans.