Fall of Equestria: Choices

Rainbow raised her head wearily when she heard the outer door creak open, and then the sound of hoofsteps drawing nearer. She shielded her eyes from what was, for her, a bright light, as she'd been kept in a cell of near-darkness along with a few of the other mares of her former Resistance Group. With an effort, she kept her expression neutral as she was ordered, "Get up, slut! Time to put that wet mouth of yours to some good!"

She got to her knees and waited as her cage door was opened, then kept her head down as she crawled out. She then sat back to a kneeling position, folded her hands into her naked lap, and waited. She refused to cry out as her mane was roughly grabbed, and then a smelly, filthy cock was shoved in her face. Instead, she merely closed her eyes and opened her mouth while sticking out her tongue, then began sucking as the Caribou shoved his cock down her throat. If he was hoping to see her gag, he was mightily disappointed, as she'd lost that reflex weeks ago due to all the blowjobs she'd been forced to give. Knowing what was expected of her (and to get this over with quickly) she began fondling his balls as she slurped his dick, then turned her "sultry" eyes up at him as he was violating her.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Gets...better...every time!" he grunted, as her spit was now coating his shaft and beginning to drip off his balls, which slap slap slapped against her chin, and making thick threads of her saliva slide down her chin and splatter against her now-massive breasts. These jiggled and shook every time he pumped her mouth, and her moans were not totally feigned as the pleasure from sucking yet another cock and having her tits stimulated began to overcome her revulsion.

Her changes were not only physical.

So she sucked harder and ran her fingertips up and down his inner thighs, then reached around and grabbed his ass as he yelled, "Here..it comes, slut! Swallow it ALL!!" She closed her eyes and gulped his spunk as he filled her mouth and throat, then clenched her knees together as she experienced her own orgasm.

He panted as he stepped back and slid his slimy cock out of her throat, then smirked down at her. "You...you can stop pretending you don't LOVE sucking dick, whore! I can see it on your face: you wanted to do that!"

The former pegasus dropped her eyes and whispered, "...yes, Master..."

He continued to stare at her for a few moments, then growled, "Now...I'm gonna fuck you. Turn around." She got to her hands and knees, turned around, spread her legs, and waited. She put her head down, closed her eyes, and grit her teeth, not knowing which of her openings he'd choose but knowing it didn't matter. So it was with relief when he grabbed her hips, lined his cock up with her pussy, then slid inside her with a contented sigh. She allowed herself to smile as he started frantically thrusting into her. At least now, if he decided to fuck her ass later, his cock would be coated in her juices, so it wouldn't hurt...as much.

These little victories were all she had.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! So...tight!" grunted the male, "But...but I know...your ass...is even...tighter!" He thrust a few more times, then slid out of her pussy and lined his cock up with her ponut. "Look at me..." he ordered. Dash turned her head and looked back at him over her shoulder, just to see his leer as he said, "Do you want my dick in your fat ass, whore?" She bit her bottom lip and thought quickly. It didn't matter what she said; he was going to do whatever he wanted to her anyway...so she knew this was simply one more humiliation piled upon countless others. So he wasn't surprised when she nodded, but that wasn't what he wanted. "Beg for it, slut! BEG me to fuck your ass!"

"Please, Master," she moaned, "I need your cock in my ass!" To complete the act, she licked her wet, full lips and lolled out her tongue as she stared at him.

"That's what I wanted to hear!" he laughed. He spread one of her bubble cheeks and pointed his slick cock at her asshole again. "Now...uhhh..." as he slid inside her, "...the real fun can begin!" He then grabbed her by her hips and held nothing back as he began to frantically assfuck her.

The now red collar threw back her head and moaned as her ass was being roughly violated, then she cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain when the bastard suddenly grabbed a fistful of her mane and gave it a sharp yank. "That...that's it, slut! Take...my...dick!!" he grunted with each thrust. Her bubble ass bounced and shook on his crotch every time he hilted inside her, and her juices of arousal flowed freely down the inside of her taut thighs. Her mind starting to go blank from pleasure, she spread her legs and arched her back, as her eyes crossed and rolled up in her head...so now her moans were no longer feinted. Some small part of her retained its awareness, so between moans and her cries of increasing pleasure, she was aware of the murderous glares she was getting from the other mares in cages nearby. Many of them were those who had been captured with her when Brand had betrayed them to the Caribou, so they had been with her during their mad flee from Ponyville and had been part of the Resistance for months. As a result, they had looked up to her for leadership, and up until the unfortunate events that happened after her Group had encountered Brand's, they had all remained loyal to each other and steadfast in their combined hatred of the Enemy. A small part (a very small part) knew she was letting them down right now.

But at this point, she just didn't care.

Her body seized up, and she screamed as her first orgasm crashed into her. As her assaulter kept up his pace, she drooled all over her chin and over her giant tits as she yelped, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" while her sexy punishment continued. The Caribou was still gripping her prismatic mane, which had grown past her shoulders and flowed over her back, so her head was still being forced up to the ceiling, and the pain made her cum even harder! Her eyelashes had grown longer and fuller as well, and her full lips were now wearing a sultry, wet, red color that matched the rest of her makeup. The gold hoop bangles on each of her ears swung back and forth as her body was being rocked, which stimulated her even further, as they'd been designed to brush against a mare's erogenous zones on the sides of her neck during mating. Her cries were more feminine, as her voice no longer had her "tomboy" rasp...the Caribou's rune magic had made her sound as delicate as Fluttershy.

Suddenly her captor roared and buried his massive cock in her ass all the way to the hilt, and resulting GUSH of cum inside her pushed her over the edge once again as she squeezed and flexed her anal muscles around his cock. The air was filled with the sweet scent of her marecum as she squirted over and over, crying out with each of his spurts of cum.

Finally, he'd had his fill, so he sighed and released her mane. She then flopped over onto her face on the stone floor, with her ass still in the air as he stood and looked down at her. He watched with satisfaction as his cum ooooozed out of her asshole and dripped down her legs while she moaned and spasmed with the aftershocks of her intense orgasms.

He gave her a few moments as he watched her try to recover, then smiled and ordered, "Get back in your cage, whore..." Dash struggled to her hands and knees and began crawling, so once she was back inside her enclosure, she fell over to her side in the pungent straw and looked back at him. She could hardly stand the sight of his leering grin...but her eyes were then drawn down to his cock, and the thought of what it had just done to her made her close her eyes and cum again. She gripped her knees and shuddered...which made the male laugh out loud.

"You've really changed from the day you got here, slut!" As she wearily opened her eyes and looked at him once more, he smiled again as he buckled his belt and said, "I just might keep you for myself!" Then, with a final chuckle, he turned and left, putting the room back into near darkness as before, with the Moon shining into their cell room as the only source of light.

Only when he was safely gone and out of earshot did one of the other mares hiss, "You filthy traitor! You enjoyed every second of that! We all saw it!"

But she didn't answer her. Her cage was only big enough to kneel in, not to stand, so she sat up and knelt in front of her small array of cosmetics and picked up her hand mirror. Gazing into it with a neutral expression, she slowly and meticulously began to reapply her sultry makeup, starting with her scarlet lipstick. Once all of her makeup was applied, she set down the mirror, picked up a brush, and ran it softly and methodically through her thick mane.

Emboldened by her silence, the others hurled more and more insults at her, trying to provoke a reaction. Rainbow sighed quietly to herself as she continued to stroke her mane. What was the point? The Caribou had whipped her, raped her more times than she could count, and, worst of all, had taken her wings. She didn't understand why she'd been treated so, for she'd seen other pegasus mares that had simply had their wings shrouded, not amputated. Her former Captain Spitfire was one of those who had been spared her brutal treatment, though the fact that Spitfire had quickly become a "red-collar" might have had something to do with it. Another...single...tear slipped down her cheek. All that was left of her once proud identity was now only two tiny, misshapen stubs in place of the wings that had, when she was a filly, performed the first Sonic Rainboom in living memory. She had achieved her lifelong dream of becoming a Wonderbolt...and had been dubbed "The Fastest Pony in Equestria!"

But...now...as she silently brushed her mane...she was nothing more than one slave among many, many others...and her only purpose...her only use...was to please her male captors. A single tear slipped down her face as she kept up her brushing...which was all the emotion she would allow herself.

After some time, she set the brush down and looked at herself again in her mirror, turning her head from side to side as she checked her appearance. If she couldn't be anything else, then at least she would be the most desirable slave...then maybe, just maybe...her life would be a little bit easier.

She thought of Brand and her vow to him, how she'd promised she'd kill him one day. That seemed to be a thousand years and a thousand lifetimes ago...and there was now no point in dwelling in the past. She sincerely doubted she'd ever see him again...or any of her friends, for that matter. The other mares had finally grown tired of insulting her, so now blessed silence filled the room. She lay carefully down on the straw and curled her knees up to her ample chest. Within a few minutes, she was fast asleep.

...until hours later, when she was awakened by the sounds of fighting, the building shaking...

...and a strange tingling on her back...

"Da...Daddy? What...what's happening to me?" The little white unicorn filly looked down at herself as she watched her breasts grow larger, her hips become rounder and felt her bottom grow rounder and softer. She gazed up at her parents in wonder...then noticed the same changes happening to her mother. "You...you're different too, Mom..." as she pointed.

Hondo's gaze went from his daughter to his wife as whatever was happening to them continued to alter them. Cookie clenched her knees together and grit her teeth as her body morphed and shaped itself into what could be only described as a 'bimbo's' body. She wrapped her arms around herself and opened one eye as she stared first at her husband and then at her daughter. "It...it's the Enemy's doing...it has to be!" She looked at the hasty barricades she and Hondo had desperately erected over the doors and windows of their hideout and added, "...it doesn't matter what we do...they've found us!" But Hondo frowned and shook his head.

"We're not giving up! I don't care what those bastards are up to...we're going to remain a family and get the hell out of here!" He had already seen most of their friends and neighbors rounded up and taken from their homes, seen mares dragged out by their manes, some beaten, some going willingly, and seen stallions suddenly turn on their wives and daughters and force them into submission.

The world had gone crazy...

And that was when he had slipped out in the confusion and taken his wife and daughter to the far outskirts of Town, found a home that had already been raided, and quietly boarded up the windows and doors, hoping against hope to go unnoticed. But now, it seemed a new element had been added to the fight, some kind of magic that was affecting the females. He hastened to reassure them.

"Whatever is happening to you two, don't allow it to beat you! We're still Equestrians, and we will not let them win!"

"...but...I like it..."

Hondo had been trying to comfort his wife when these words made him slowly look over at his daughter as the bottom fell out of his stomach. "What...did you say?"

Sweetie smiled as she ran her hands over her now-larger breasts and repeated herself. "I said...I like it!" She beamed up at her parents. "It feels...GOOD!"

Still, he tried. "Honey? It doesn't matter how it feels...it's the Enemy's magic...they're trying to control you!"

But she stared down at his crotch, then smirked and pointed. "You're changing too! I can see your thingie has gotten bigger!" Then she gave him a half-lidded look and licked her lips. "...I bet it tastes better, too..."

Hondo blanched. "Sweet...Sweetie? Now is not the time...we have to stay focused!" Then he froze as he felt a hand caress his cock. He looked down at his wife and began to sweat as he read her face.

"Mmm...she's right...it is bigger..." she whispered. He stepped back and stared from one to the other.

"What...is happening to you two? Can't you see we're in a situation?!" Then, his face flushed as they both began to undress, then started to close on him as he backed away into a corner.

Sweetie removed her bra, freeing her massive, gravity-defying tits, and quietly declared, "If you don't let us suck your cock, Daddy, we'll find another male who will!" She exchanged a look with her mother and finished with, "...even if it's a Caribou!" Hondo was struck speechless. Looking into their eyes, he knew they were serious...and he couldn't let that happen. This wouldn't be the first session of "Family Fun Time" he'd had with his wife and daughters...but this?

This was different.

Whatever was going on with the Caribou invasion, he had thought his girls were unaffected. All of them had shared his horror and rage at the actions of the Enemy, how they'd dragged their neighbors from their homes in the dead of night...how some had resisted to the point of being slaughtered...he could still smell the blood and offal even after all these days, and the images were burned into his mind, never to be forgotten.

But...some mares had gone willingly. Cookie had screamed with horrified indignation when she had seen their neighbor Silk Stockings run naked out of her home and prostrate herself before the Enemy! Hondo had clapped his hand over Cookie's mouth before the Enemy had spotted them and pulled her away from the windows...but there was so much screaming and pandemonium happening in the streets her initial cry had gone unnoticed.

All of this was going through his mind as his two girls fell to their knees in front of him and slowly began unbuckling his belt. His survival instinct was at war with his "baser" instinct, as his cock grew to full mast once it was freed from his pants. "Mmm..." moaned his youngest daughter as she took his throbbing cock in her tiny hand and started stroking it. "...guess what time it is, Daddy..." Her eyes sparkled up at him as she smiled, closed her eyes, and ran her tongue up his member. "It's...cock sucking time..." then took him into her mouth while her mother got to work on his balls. Soon, the air was filled with the sounds of sucking, slurping, and moaning...and his resistance was burned away like morning dew after the sunrise.

He watched with open-mouthed astonishment as his youngest daughter effortlessly deepthroated his massive cock again...and again! Before today, she'd always had trouble getting his entire cock down her throat; she would cutely gag, blush with embarrassment, and try once more, as she was in constant competition with her Mom and Big Sis to be the one who could suck her Daddy's dick the best! Now, even Cookie had stopped slurping his balls and sat back on her hands and knees to watch with glowing pride as their youngest slid her father's meat iiiiiinnn...and out of her throat, with her eyes closed and moaning around her mouthful.

Cookie giggled and looked up at her husband. "She really likes it! She's a total cumslut!"

Sweetie's eyes flew open, and she pulled her mouth off her father's cock and yelled, "Mom! How can you sa—GLRRRK!!" as her mother grabbed her husband's cock with one hand and shoved it back inside her daughter's mouth by pushing the back of Sweetie's head.

"Just...suck it..." she whispered as she kept shoving her daughter down on her husband's dick, making it slide deeper and deeper into her tight, wet throat. When Hondo's moans grew louder, she smirked and said, "Sweetie?" The young filly's wide, tear-filled eyes turned to her mother as she was being forced to suck, being unable to speak with a huge dick in her mouth. Cookie leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Are you ready for your...meal?" just as Hondo grunted and shot spurt after spurt of spunk into his daughter's mouth.

"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmmph!" Sweetie moaned around her mouthful with her eyes wide at the huge amount of cum she was swallowing. Finally, Cookie released her head, so Sweetie sloooowly pulled her father's slimy cock out of her throat and sat back on her haunches. "Uhhhhhhh..." was all she could manage as she swayed back and forth unsteadily on her knees with her eyes crossed and her tongue hanging out while a few thick strands of her father's cum oozed out of her mouth, off her lolling tongue, and over her tits. Cookie giggled again.

"...eeeee! Look at her! I think she's cum-drunk!" then she cried out as she was suddenly gripped by her mane. Before she understood what was happening, she was staring cross-eyed down at the cock being shoved down her throat.

"Let's...test...your...gag reflex...honey!" grunted Hondo as he held her head steady and rammed his cock into his wife's mouth, making his pendulous, wet balls plap plap plap against her chin. Something snapped inside his mind as he saw his wife and daughter submitting completely to his dominance...acts that were totally out of character for them both! His eyes blazed with lustful fire as he growled, "I'm...gonna...fuck you...stupid, you...big tittied...whore!" She squealed with pleasure around her mouthful and eagerly sucked his dick as hard as she could, while the impact from his hard thrusts made her giant tits bounce and shake. Her eyes were soon rolling back in her head as her man kept roughly facefucking her, so she dropped her arms uselessly to her sides and totally surrendered to being used as a cumbucket! "....mmmph....mmmph...mmmph..." she moaned with growing pleasure as her punishment continued. Her eyes crossed as her first orgasm hit her, making her squeeze her naked thighs together and squeal around her meaty mouthful.

He roared and threw his head back as he arched and buried his cock inside his wife's throat as far as he could go, then unleashed his loads over and over. She gulped frantically as he filled her stomach, while her mind went completely blank from the pleasure! Once he was done, he slapped her mightily across her face as she fell to the floor, but instead of protesting her rough treatment, she smiled up at him as she held her cheek and whispered, "...thank you...MASTER..."

He leered down at her, then turned his attention to his still dizzy offspring. "Time for you to submit as well, you little BITCH!" he laughed. Sweetie's eyes brightened at the thought of being used as a 'fuckdoll' by her own father; then quickly spun around, placed her face on the floor, and arched her back.

"Take me!" she screamed.

Rarity paused to take a moment to compose herself, then continued her tale. "Once I was finally able to sneak back into town and slip back into our home, that's how I found them. My Father told me everything they'd done...with a disgusting smile on his face while Sweetie and Mother simply lay with their heads on his thighs and grinned vacantly up at me. My stomach roiled, and it was all I could do not to snap and attack them...they'd completely surrendered to the Caribou rule...my Dad even had enslaved other mares into his...harem...along with my sister and mother..." She paused and looked around at her stunned audience, then settled on Apple Bloom. "That is why you never saw her at school after the Invasion...she had totally given herself over to being a sex slave, by mind and body, so she never left their house." She sighed and drew a hand over her facial scar.

"Knowing that, it should have been my first clue. But I wasn't ready to give up on her. The only part of them that was still their own was they didn't turn me over to the Enemy when I made it back to them, but my father AND Mother tried to convince me to join them! When I refused, they told me...told me I was no longer welcome in their home...so I waited until night had fallen, crept silently to the house, and tried to get my sister to come with me." Her eyes filled with hurt as she whispered, "As I was trying to pull her out one of the back windows with me, she grabbed a bottle off one of the counters, broke it, and slashed me across my face..." She paused again to steady herself, then said, "I will never forget the look of pure hatred she gave me...so as far as I am concerned, they are all dead."

She closed her eyes and said, "My sister was the smartest filly I knew...my mother was fierce and strong-willed, and it was she who inspired me to go into business for myself. My father believed in me as well, and found an extra job during my time in college that helped me pay for the Boutique and surprised me with an enormous pile of bits once I graduated, enough so that I didn't have to worry about bills for my first year after opening." She opened her eyes and sighed bitterly. "But now? Now their minds and will are totally given over to Caribou rule, and they will betray anyone else they find who resists. I know this because I found out later that several of the mares in my former Father's harem were mares he'd personally helped the Enemy track down and force into servitude." Her eyes blazed with hatred as she finished with, "SO! If ever I see my parents or my sister again, I myself will kill them..."

Applejack reached over and took her hand. "Ah...Ah'm truly sorry, Rarity." She exchanged a look with her sister and brother and said, "When we didn't see yer family anymore, we assumed the worst: that they'd all been killed or captured and sent off somewhere. Ah had no idea how bad it was..."

Rarity squeezed her hand and forced a smile. "We all make our own choices in life...and I am sorry I found out what happened." She sat back and added, "I wish the Caribou had killed them...it would have been a mercy compared to what I will do to them once I face them again..."

At this, all the other faces in the kitchen lost color, but before anypony else could speak, they all looked up to see the Minotaur and Gryphon generals enter the room. "Lady Rarity? It's time," the Minotaur growled. She nodded and stood.

Applejack's brows raised. "Time? Time fer...whut?" Rarity looked back at her and gave her a wicked smile.

"Time to take back Equestria."