Fall of Equestria: Choices

As full night closed about them, Fine and his family followed the zebra shaman for hours through the Forest. All around them, the night was filled with the sounds of life, which did little to ease Fine’s composure. He was in the rear guard position, with his daughter just before him and his wife just behind Zecora. He wasn’t sure, but he thought he’d seen something pass between the two of them when they’d first met and he got the distinct impression his wife didn’t like the zebra. He hoped he was wrong, or at least that it wouldn’t cause any problems later. Just then his wife broke the silence.

“How much further?”

The shaman spoke over her shoulder. “Patience! We’ve far to go; when we get there, you’ll soon know.” His wife’s next words confirmed his earlier misgivings.

“How do we know we can trust you?”

At this Zecora stopped and faced her. “It’s a bit late to speak of trust, we’re out in the Forest, so follow you must.”

“Meadow, she’s right. We —” he began but she cut him off.

“We’re not going another step until you tell us how far.”

Zecora regarded the stubborn pony mare. It was clear to her there was more bothering her than finding out their location, but it was nothing she hadn’t encountered before. Long before the Caribou came, she’d been treated by the ponies of Ponyville as an unknown better left to herself, except for a select few like Apple Bloom and her friends. Still, she gave an exasperated sigh before saying, “I have led you straight and true. Tell me, what else is bothering you?”

Meadow dropped her eyes and stammered, “What? No, I…I just want to know how much longer we have to walk.”

Zecora looked from her to the younger mare, to the stallion and then back to Meadow. Smiling, she said, “The destination is safe for you. Would you rather face the Caribou?”

“No, of course not.”

Zecora turned and began walking. “Then follow.”

After a few moments, Meadow fell in step behind her, followed by the rest of her family. She said not another word until they reached their destination.

**********

“Halt!” cried a voice as they rounded the final corner. Zecora motioned for her group to stop, while she walked forward.

Raising her hand's palms outward, she said, “For all Equestria between Moon and Sea, we will fight until we’re free.”

“Zecora?” asked the sentry. He lowered his spear and stepped out into their line of sight, then turned and addressed those behind him.

“Lower your weapons; it’s the shaman.” He looked behind her then added, “…and she’s not alone.”

Zecora motioned for the family to come forward, she said, “These are Fine Print, with his daughter and wife. They seek a way from the Caribou strife.”

The sentry, a unicorn, smiled and said, “Any enemies of the Caribou are needed. I’m Dusty Rhodes. Welcome to the Resistance.” He put out his hand to Fine Print, who gladly shook it.

He then introduced his wife and daughter, the latter of whom dropped her eyes and refused to speak. This wasn’t lost on Dusty as he looked at her, then shrugged. “I imagine you all are tired. Follow me.” The other sentries parted and made an opening for Zecora and her group to go through, then they resumed their posts. Fine looked up to see a huge cave where several tents had been laid out. A fire burned in the middle, causing the light to dance and flicker among the faces of the ponies seated or standing by the tents. All looked up and stared at the newcomers. Fine was disappointed at the few numbers; he’d hoped there’d be more. Still, he could just make out the faces, and none of them appeared to be resigned or defeated. That was good.

Dusty stopped at the large tent in the back of the cave and said, “Wait here.” He then went inside. Fine could hear a conversation begin, but he couldn’t make out any words. The tone, however, was unmistakable: somepony wasn’t happy. Just as he’d turned and exchanged a worried glance with his wife, the tent flap opened and a large earth pony stepped out. He was easily the size of Big Mac, and he did not look friendly.

“Who are you?” the big stallion said gruffly.

Fine swallowed, then said, “I’m Fine Print, and this is my wife Meadowsweet and our daughter Sweet Blossom.”

“So? What do you want?”

Fine was taken aback at the stallion’s brusque manner, but he squared his shoulders and said, “Look, I don’t know the problem, but we need your help. Our daughter would soon have been raped if we hadn’t gotten away, and I couldn’t bear for that to happen to my wife either. We had nowhere else to go.”

The stallion stepped forward menacingly. “How do I know you’re not a spy?” He pointed a finger at Sweet Blossom, then added, “And how do I know she won’t give us away at the first opportunity?”

“She would never do that!” cried Meadow as she stepped forward. “She’s just a filly!”

The stallion snorted and said, “Hardly. I’ve seen that look on her face before. She’s deep in the Caribou magic. She’s a red collar if ever I saw one.” He smiled grimly. “How about it, “filly?” Craving a thick, juicy dick right now, aren’t you?”

At these words, Meadow lunged for him but was held back just in time by her husband. “Filth!” she screamed. “You can’t talk to my baby that way!” As she struggled, she shouted, “Let me go!” at Fine.

“Meadow, calm down! We need them!” he said as he gripped her. At this moment Zecora spoke up.

“The young one cannot help her state, but we can help her to avoid her fate.”

The stallion turned on her. “And just what makes you so sure, shaman?”

“Her parents’ love for her is strong. To turn them away would be wrong.”

The stallion stared at her while all around him, the ponies had arisen to their hooves to watch the scenario play out. Finally, he sighed and said, “Alright.” He turned back to Fine. “I’m Brand. I’m responsible for everypony here, so if you cross us, it’s me you’ll have to face.” He stepped closer one more time as Meadow glared up at him. “Don’t. Cross. Me.” He then turned and went back inside his tent.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Dusty cleared his throat. “He’s rude, but he’s the best chance we have to keep away from the Caribou.”

“He’s a pig,” said Meadow. At this Dusty shuffled his hooves and looked down.

“I know he didn’t give the best first impression, but believe me, he hates the Caribou more than everypony here combined.” He then met Meadow’s eyes. “They blanked his wife and daughters when they refused to submit.”

At this, Meadow and Fine looked confused. “ ‘Blanked’? What does that mean?” asked Meadow. Dusty stared at her.

“Where have you been? ‘Blanking’ is when a mare’s mind is wiped clean. She then has no personality nor emotions; she can then be raped repeatedly without resistance.”

Meadow’s hand flew to her mouth. “That’s horrible! I didn’t know!”

Dusty nodded. “Yeah. So go easy on him.”

Meadow stared up at her husband, then drew in close to him for a hug. “I didn’t know they could do that…”

“Neither of us did, love,” said Fine. He turned and looked at his daughter as he held his wife. She too had a horrified look on her face, and Fine grit his teeth. This was one more charge to lay at the Caribou’s feet.

“C’mon,” said Dusty. “We have a spare tent somewhere and some blankets; I’ll help you all get settled for the night.”

“Just a second, “ said Fine. He slowly approached Zecora and held out his hand. When she took it, he said, “Thank you. You brought us here and you spoke up for us. I won’t forget this.”

Zecora smiled as she shook his hand. “You are welcome.”

**********

The sun shone brightly through the Apple family windows as Mac startled and sat up. He looked down beside him, to see his younger sister still asleep. Mac stared at her as memories of the previous night came crashing in on him. He put his head in his hands for a moment, then got up. The movement caused Apple Bloom to awake herself, as she yawned and said, “Good morning, big brother…what time is it?” She sat up and stretched as she smiled up at him. He didn’t return her smile as he turned and reached for his clothes.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. She was still naked from the night before, so Mac kept his eyes averted as he answered her.

“You know ‘what’s wrong’, Bloom,” he said as he pulled on some trousers. She watched him as he dressed, and smiled to herself.

Oh, this isn’t over.

She then got out of bed, found her nightie and pulled it on. “I’ll make us some breakfast,” she said as she walked out of the bedroom. Mac didn’t answer her.

When she got to her room, she was surprised to see her sister seated on her bed. Applejack slowly raised her head as Bloom entered, then said, “Did you enjoy yourself?”

Apple Bloom covered her exposed privates as she answered, “What do you mean?”

Applejack smiled. “Don’t play coy with me. Ah heard the two of you last night. Ah’m surprised the whole farm didn’t hear you.”

Bloom dropped her eyes as she said, “Ah couldn’t help mahself. He’s so sexy!”

Applejack got up from the bed and approached her, causing Apple Bloom to flinch. “You ain’t gonna hit me again, are you?”

Her sister laid a hand on her shoulder and said, “No, sis. Ah ain’t gonna hit you. But we gotta lay some ground rules.”

She looked up at her. “Rules?”

Applejack smiled again. “Yeah. We’re gonna share him. As his red collars, we ain’t gotta worry ‘bout no other stallions havin’ their way with us. We keep our dignity, plus we get to have the best dick in Equestria. What do you say?”

“Will Mac agree? Ah don’t think he wants to do that with me again, so ah don’t think he’ll agree to make me his red collar.”

“Leave him to me. He’s been protectin’ us all this time; this way, he gets to have us anytime he wants to, and we’ll be safe.”

Bloom smiled and then hugged her sister. “Thanks, AJ!”

“Don’t mention it. Now get dressed; we got a busy day ahead of us.” She released her and started for the door. Just before she left, she turned and said, “Oh, one more thing: Ah get him tonight.”

**********

Mac hung about his room after Bloom left, staring out the windows. After a few minutes, he put on his shirt then walked out and down the stairs. It was past time to check on those mares, so he pushed his guilt aside about Bloom and went to attend to his duties.

All the mares sat up and looked out at him as he opened the barn doors. The few purple collars immediately pressed their nether regions to their bars and cried out to him, begging to be ravished. The black collars stared sullenly out at him, while the reds all had an eager look on their faces. All told he had ten mares under his care.

The first cage he unlocked was that of a dark-maned earth pony. He remembered being told she’d been a musician of some sort, but he couldn’t recall the details as they were unimportant now. As per usual, she gave him a look of betrayal as she climbed out of her cage on all fours, then stood. “Well, what is it today, “Master?” she said in a Trottingham accent.

Mac looked down at her. This one would never be anything but a black collar and he feared for her. The Caribou had ways of making females obey, things he’d rather not think about. If she didn’t fall in soon, she may just experience those things. But he wasn’t ready to give up on her just yet.

“Same as yesterday, Octavia: I’m putting you in charge of Derpy and Screw Loose. Y’all are gonna finish plowing the east field.”

Octavia stamped her hoof. “I don’t want to do that again! Those two are crazy!”

Mac had learned from the first day “please” just didn’t work on this one. “I’m not givin’ you a choice, mare.” He handed her a harness. “Put this on.” The harness was of Caribou design, which meant that it was imbued with their magic as well as emphasizing a mare’s “assets.” She took the harness and sighed, then reluctantly put it on. The rune magic immediately went to work on her, making her aroused as she stood there. She put her knees together as she felt herself go wet, then she began shaking. After Mac had locked her into her device, he grabbed another, more restrictive set of harnesses and approached the two purple collars’ cages. This was always a chore, so he tried to get it over with quickly.

No sooner than he opened the first cage, the mare who’d been known as Derpy rushed out, wrapped her arms around his waist and tried to suckle him through his trousers. With an effort, he pried her off his crotch and got the harness onto her, which pinned her arms behind her back. The mare whimpered and said, “Please, Master! Stick your cock down my throat! I need your cum! I’ll be quick!” But Mac didn’t answer her. Once he had her secured he opened the other cage.

Screw Loose was a bit more crafty than the other one. She stayed on all fours, lifted her tail and arched her back, waving her ass at him. “Come out of there, mare,” growled Mac. But she just smiled and shook her head.

“Not until Master fills me up,” she purred.

“Come out of there, I said!” He reached in, grabbed one of her ankles, and dragged her out. She cried out in delight at his touch, then stood, turned her back and began grinding her ass on him. Despite himself, Mac began to grow hard, but he growled again and forced her into her harness. He then grabbed them both by their upper arms and began walking, telling Octavia to follow.

Once they were out in the field, he hooked all three up to the plow, with the two purples pulling and Octavia guiding the device. “I’ll be back in a few hours with your lunches. Try to do a good job.”

“S...sod off…” said Octavia as she strained against the magic. Even so, she called out to the others and they began pulling. Mac watched them all for a few moments, then turned back to the barn. The hardest part was over. Now he just had to get the rest of the mares to their assignments.

It took the better part of an hour to get all of them settled but one. He’d saved Golden Harvest for last, as she was the easiest to deal with.

“C’mon,” he said to her. “Time to get you started on the carrot patches.”

She first looked around the barn. All was quiet, as they were now completely alone.

She smiled up at him. “Does…Master…need something…first?”

He took a step back. Maybe she wouldn’t be as easy as he thought. “No, I’m fine.”

She closed the distance and said, “You are such a good Master. Any mare would be lucky to have you.” She licked her lips. “Can…this mare have you?” She stepped closer and pressed her breasts against his chest. “You are surrounded by all these beautiful mares, so you can have your pick.” She put her arms around his neck. “Can’t I be your special one?”

Mac wavered. He was still feeling guilty about Apple Bloom, and Applejack too for that matter. But here was a mare with no family ties to him, who was sweet in her own way. AND she is gorgeous, with a feminine quality the others didn’t have. He looked down into her eyes. “I…can’t be with you every day, mare.”

She smiled. “I don’t care. As long as I get to be part of your life, this mare will be happy.” She put her lips to his and kissed him deeply. “I love you, Master,” she whispered.

That did it. Sweet Celestia did that do it.

He picked her up, then carried her over to a clean patch of straw. He laid her down, then started to remove his shirt. “Let me!” she cried. She unbuttoned his shirt, then drew it down past his massive shoulders. Once that was removed, she went to work on his trousers, slowly unbuckling his belt and drawing them down. Though she’d seen it before, she still gasped when she saw his length. She then lay on her back and spread her legs. “Take me, Master. Be as rough as you like!”

Mac stared down at her, taking in her body as he went to full mast. He then laid himself down, as she gripped him and guided him to herself. At the first thrust, she moaned as he filled her up. “Yes, Master! Give it to me!” She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as he slowly pistoned in and out, in and out. She then clung to his mouth and stuck her tongue down his throat. They both became more heated as he began to speed up, and their moans filled the barn. She began to squeal with each thrust as he worked. “You’re…so…big…Mas…ter!” she panted. “Fill…up…your…mare!” His moans became louder as he reached his peak, matched only in volume with hers as she came. “Oh, Celestia! I’m…I’m…cumming!” she cried as she arched her back and screamed. He then came, coating her insides white with his hot jizz. He paused to catch his breath, then went to pull out. “No! Please…leave it in for a moment,” she whispered. She then began to cover his neck with kisses, something he’d not allowed before. She ran her fingers through his mane as she looked into his eyes. “Thank you…”

They both were covered in sweat as he finally sat up and pulled out of her. “I think I probably got you pregnant.”

Her face brightened. “Oh, I hope so!” Then, with an impish look on her face, she said, “Master is still hard…and there’s one place on me he hasn’t sampled yet.” She slowly got to her knees as he shuffled backward. She then lay her head on the ground, reached back and spread her butt cheeks. “Destroy my ass, Master…” she whispered.

But Mac shook his head. “I’m too big…it will never fit.”

“Please…” She wiggled at him and puckered her hole. “I want to feel you inside my ass.”

Mac looked down at himself. His cock was still slick with her natural lubricant, so he shuffled forward and lined himself up. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes! Take me!”

Mac gripped her hips and began to slowly slide in. Golden’s eyes rolled up in her head as she opened her mouth and silently screamed. “That’s it…more!” But Mac stopped about halfway, causing her to turn her head towards him and pout, “Don’t stop! Give me all of it!”

Mac sighed. She was tight, but not so tight he felt he was hurting her, and besides…she felt wonderful! With a grunt, he slid himself in to the hilt as she gave a gasp of pleasure. “Now, pound me!” She placed her hands on the ground and pushed back against him, countering his thrusts with rocking of her own. “Ah! Ah! Ah!”

“How…do…you…like…it?!” he panted.

“So good…my ass…so good…” her eyes rolled up in her head again as she reached her climax. “Aiiiieeeeeee!”

“Haaaaahhhh!” yelled Mac as he filled her colon with his seed, pulsing and pulsing. He’d never cum that hard before! He kept thrusting in and out as his sperm leaked out and slid down the inside of her legs, dripping finally onto the barn floor. After what seemed like hours he came down, panting with his exertion. He then slowly pulled out of her, and she collapsed to the ground.

“So…full…my ass…” She lay there twitching as Mac got to his hooves and pulled his clothes together.

“You have to get to work soon,” he said. But she just mumbled incoherently and smiled. He went to one knee and touched her shoulder. She jumped at the contact, then took his hand in both of hers and began to suck and lick his fingers.

“Mmmm…just let me lie here for a bit, Master.”

He gently disengaged his hand and ran his fingers through her mane, causing her to close her eyes, lean into his hand and open her mouth to moan. “Alright. But don’t take too long.”

She hugged herself and smiled. “Yes, Master.”

Mac then got back to his hooves and left the barn, pausing only long enough to look back at her. She was still twitching and moaning to herself. He was tempted to go back and ravish her again, but he had other things to do.

When he returned to the farmhouse, the first thing he saw was both his sisters sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee.

“Mornin’, Mac,” said AJ. Her face became sly. “Sleep well?”

He looked from her to Apple Bloom and back. “I slept okay…” he said warily. This looked like a setup.

Applejack smiled. “That’s good. Bloom here was just tellin’ me she had fun too!”

“Now, wait just a minute, AJ—” he began, but she held up a hand.

“Ah ain’t mad, big brother.” She stood to her hooves and approached him as he took a step back. “Just know we’re gonna share you.”

“W…what?”

“She means we’re both gonna be your red collars, Mac. It’s the only way,” said Apple Bloom.

He looked from one to the other again. “Don’t I get a say in this?”

“A ‘course! But just remember: if’n we ain’t yours, we’re somepony elses. Maybe even a Caribou’s. Is that what you want?” said Applejack.

“No…no a ‘course not.” He looked up at them both. “But…you’re my sisters!”

She stepped closer and drew a hand up his crotch as her voice grew sultry. “And ah can suck your dick like no other…”

Apple Bloom got up and joined her. “And ah can learn!” They both surrounded him and began kissing his neck. Just then there was a knock at the door.

“Oh, shoot! Who could that be?” said AJ. Her nipples were poking out of her top with her arousal. Whoever it was had rotten timing!

“I…I better see who it is,” stammered Mac. He himself was feeling very hot and bothered. The thought of both his sisters willing to…do…things to him was extremely sensual, and it took effort to focus on his immediate circumstances. He went to the door after he’d pulled his shirt out and used it to cover his erection.

“What do you…oh.”

Two Caribou magistrates stood there.