Fallout Equestria naughtinessby Dominans PulchraeChaptersChapter 1: Old Olneigh hospital.Chapter 2: IndenturedChapter 3:" Good Girl"Chapter 4: Motivation of the Beast [warning: dark]Chapter 5: New SheriffChapter 6: Privledges of the EliteChapter 1: Old Olneigh hospital.[Dubious consent, impregnation, pain, mutant, excessive cum, and stomach bulge.] Read or skip at your disgression The air was musty , uncontrollably stuffy. I never did like it inside, and I sure as hell never liked these old prewar ruins. Unfortunately my team was sent in here to see if there was anything useful while the techies work on that hellhound tower bs. I groan loudly pushing through the next door, I poke through the desks and cabinets, still nothing. I can still hear the occasional zap or roar of a hellhound. I don't want hellhound duty, but I sure as shit don't want to be in here. "Oh?" I poke into the next room and notice a few potions and some radaway. It's not a huge score or anything, but at least I can come back with something. I just wish that I would find something that I personally wanted to take back. Vodka, Wild Pegasus, anything really. The radio hissed, it didn't make me jump but it gave me a bit of a start. "Blue 4!" I knew the voice, it was Feather Fall, he's gotten into trouble five times on previous missions for dicking around, at least with this I might be able to get a little in good with the captain if he overhears us, then I won't have to suck him off next time I need literally anything. "Feather! Radio silence mean anything to you? The captain's gonna have your ass!" I growl into the radio as best as I can hoping this will be enough. The other side of the radio cashed a bit and to her surprise it wasn't Feather's voice this time. "Blue 4, Private Down, It's me you dumb cunt... Go find Private Fetters... if you want to know why, turn to channel 4... but find her an shut her ass up! and don't come back without the name of whoever is with her!" Instinctively I stand up straight and swallow. "Yes captain!... " I swallow and facehoof. The next favor was probably going to cost a bit more than a blowie. I grumble annoyed remembering the last time he was angry at me, I couldn't sit down for a week, and all that for a few extra rations that week. "At least he doesn't cum inside..." I whimper a little thinking of just what would be said if all the mares under his command suddenly became pregnant, he already knew they would bust him for something that blatant, which was probably why he hadn't gotten into my coochie yet. I shake my head as if I could just shake his fat ugly image away, especially his fat ugly smell. I had to go through a whole bottle of mouthwash just to get his taste out of my mouth. It wouldn't kill him to eat more fruit every now and again. I flip the radio down two channels, double check and flip it down just one more, and then everything became very clear. I immediately recognized Fetters' voice, but whoever was with her had to be exceptionally skilled, because I couldn't hear much of him at all. "M...MORE!!...AH!! MORE!!" I listened a bit, I knew Fetters was into some kinky shit but she sounded simultaneously in some serious pain, and endlessly pleased. It made some sense, I remember her being the shortest mare in the unit, itty bitty little gal, but she always went for the biggest and dumbest stallions. Maybe she found one, or maybe one found her. I certainly wouldn't put it past her to indulge some big dumb raider, or hell, with how long we have been out here, I wouldn't put it past her trying to tranq a hellhound and ride its dick. But to my knowledge, the main reason we were here looking for shit in small groups or just alone was because the hell hounds simply weren't in here. But she was around here somewhere riding somepony's cock.... or something's cock. I laugh to myself, wondering if she found some super secret prewar ultra vibrator sex machine, I would have to kill her radio and join in. The moment I turned the corner, that same laughter died in my throat. I had no idea what I was looking at. Some sort of filthy half melted pony thing. From its mouth, a dozen or so putrid slimy tendrils pulsed like earthworms digging in deep and writhing inside of Fetter's open and extremely stretched wide pink folds. Instantly, I dip down low behind a crumbling desk and watch, I see no other mutants, and watching close, I can see Fetters, her little legs kicking and even from here, I can see something writhing within her abdomen. There is a gassy guttural noise from the mutant, I pull up my rifle and peer through the scope, one of the tendrils, easily the thickest, something within is slowly but very fully working its way down it as if it were a hollow tube. Fetter's whimpers and very loud moans only increase as I watch an off color brown yellow fluid overflow from inside her. I can smell the stink, even I would prefer to guzzle a gallon of the Captain's jizz for breakfast lunch and dinner than to have that spewing inside me. She lets out a loud yelp just seconds after the bulge makes its way past her labia. My only guess is that was the sound she makes when something punches past her cervix. Her whimper changes and there is a filthy slick slop noise as it releases her. I watch as her limp form falls to the ground, the monster cum splashing like a popped water balloon. I watch from the distance just before she gasps and reaches back, her wings flap as she huddles up, pulling her barding back up to cover her rear, trapping all that cum inside. I watch the thing writhe its way back across the hall and leave. Slowly, I make my way out. By the time I get to Fetters she already sees me. "Th...that... that thing!... h... hell..." He gasps loudly and I recoil from the stench. "Yeah, you would think it would have the decency to not make a mess inside... I mean... have some class..." I struggle to try and keep her mood up, but she turns to me and smiles. "No... I mean... Other than the smell, it's pretty good. That was just a bit... rougher than I thought." She raised her hoof looking over the thick ooze now seeping out of her barding. "The hell? Did you just see a mutant and run backwards at it tail lifted?" She shook her head. "No... It caught me by surprise, it... I don't know... made me stop moving, then tried getting into my pants. I mean, I was stuck anyway, so I pulled them down for it. Painful, but kinda satisfying..." I tilt my head looking her over. " Riiiiight..." She shrugged and gestured with a hoof behind me. "Well... Don't take my word for it.. unless you can get past that weird not moving thing, you're about to find out." Those words make my heart leap into my throat and I whip around bringing my laser rifle level, but all I see is those terrifying eyes. And just like she said, I couldn't move. It was absolutely horrifying. It was like being back in boot, knowing not to move an inch as the drill sergeant screamed in my face. But this, this was somehow different, it was like an ultimate authority, fear and obedience forced me to stay put. The rancid stench of the tendrils violate my nose as it passes over me. The gripping tendrils worming their way into every crevice, every nook and cranny. Exploring my armor, it finally lifts me, just barely into the air. The stare, still forcing me to stay still even as it turns me away, I feel my body turning over and I watch, half paralyzed as it pushes my face into the filthy floor, 200 years of dust and grime smearing against my cheek. I flinch, it found what it was looking for. The armor on my flanks and back only served as handles for this creature, my inner thighs and crotch were completely unprotected save for the thin layers of fabric that made up these parts of my barding. If I was being honest with myself, aside from the smell... so far it really wasn't that bad. The slimy tendrils drilled against my labia through my barding, it was just a few seconds before it began to grip and tear the thin fabric. "Gah!... w...wait!" I barely managed to spill out as the creature obviously ignored me. The tendrils were excessively slippery, I could feel thick rushing ooze flowing off of them as they toyed with my labia. Almost as if it was frustrated and had not memorized the shape of vagina, it tugged and prodded everywhere before to my dismay, it found the honey pot. I writhed, feeling the tendrils all slurp and slime their way up, splitting my labia as if showing it off, the first tendril snaked in. I was rather proud of how tight I managed to keep myself, in this command, sexual favors was the ONLY way to get things you wanted, most mares here just went all out and got as much as they wanted, but I personally wanted a little more of a reserved reputation. Goods are more valuable if they are less often used. However, my reserved nature was only giving this monster a good time I guess. I cringed as the forceful tendrils pushed in. It was plenty lubed, just by the nature of the creature's slime. But it was still a bit too tight. I got the feeling that by the end of it, I wouldn't really need to worry about being too tight, especially when I managed to roll my eyes up to see Fetters' stretched out pink just inches away as she watched intently, rubbing her clit happily. "I don't.. urk! suppose you caAH! can help?" The mutant had already begun thrusting, and I could feel every last minuscule texture of the tendrils pulsing in and out of me. Fetters smiled and shrugged. "When it started to hurt, I tried to pull away, and it just got rougher, so unless you want to be ten sizes larger instead of just two, just sit back, and enjoy it while it lasts... it ain't that bad. And honestly, I don't wanna see what happens if I try and attack it while the big guy is... you know... busy." I cursed under my breath and moved about slowly to see how much range of motion I still had while being held onto by the monster. The thrusts, stroking almost perfectly in the right spot were enough to make me think twice, but the smell solidified my decision and I whipped about with my rifle, but then I stopped, staring vacantly into the creature's eyes. It stared me again. I would have cursed if I could, but all things considered, I just made like Fetters and tried to enjoy it. At the moment I just didn't want to return to command everyone behind me able to see everything bar none through my torn barding and seeing a mutant creamie pie. But as things were, I would just have to wait until it was done, then maybe shoot it when it's back was turned. I grumbled, but found myself panting as the thing wiggled and writhed inside me. But quite suddenly, my eyes widened and my mouth opened. "YEOWWWWW!" My hind legs bucked and kicked as I tried to buck it off of me. I didn't know what exactly it was, but the feeling was certainly unnatural. But then the next sensation told me exactly what it was. I could feel it, much higher up in my belly than any cock had ever gone. It penetrated my cervix. Surprisingly the pain was quickly fading, despite feeling another tendril worm its way in. Feeling them snake about inside my womb was a little panicking, but the pulsing tendrils still hit all the right spots. I certainly would prefer a pony cock, or anything else, but Fetters was right, I was just going to have to enjoy it for as long as it lasted. About thirty seconds into this new pulsating thrusting and writhing tendril play I noticed that I was beginning to vocalize, and a thought hit me. I had no idea why it hadn't come to me before. As good as it was feeling I did prefer not to get diddled and used up by some mutant, so facing away from the monster, I clicked my radio. "Gah! Cah! captain!... thah! Fetters is AH!! She got attacked and diddled by aHH!! SHIT... sorry captain... She had an encountER!!!.. with a monster that frEEEZEs us in place... Please seND! some backup... it's kinda got MEEE!!!" My voice raises to a scream as my insides clamp down, tightening and squirting hard making my hips buck. Panting and moaning, I spare a look back at a sizable bulge traveling down the inside of the tendrils, I feel a sudden rush of heat as the messy overload of cum straight up overflows inside of me, I feel it in my womb, I feel it overflowing in my pink. But that is when my mind began to race. If the cum came out before and during the lump's travel down the tendril, then what was the lump? Panic shot through me as thoughts of impregnation by this obviously different creature shot through me. It was almost a certainty, as if it were laying eggs inside, the 'cum' was not likely to be semen, but some sort of nutritional substance for an embryo. "SHIT!! SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!" I turned the radio back on and blurted desperately. "Please! get here fast!... really REALLY fast! Look, first person who gets here, anything you want! just hurry the fuck up! Anything!! FUCK!! I'll be your fucking slave, whatever, get here now!! Keep this thing from..." I watch the lump close in, I watch it travel just to the point of my labia, I feel it pushing past, giving just a little extra stretch, I panic and flail, I feel the lump hit my cervix, I feel it stall, the tendrils tighten and begin to push harder. My eyes clamped shut, between the writhing, the fresh orgasm moments before, and the thick disgusting ooze. I don't know what to make of it. The panic mixed with the pleasure, it gives an uncertain thrill. Almost enough to not take that lump seriously. But just as the lump begins to stretch my cervix just barely enough, my salvation comes in a hail of laser fire. I'm not certain what happened, but I am on the floor and the creature is writhing and shrieking as its burned and blasted by lasers until it is turned to ash. I pull the severed tendrils from my nethers with my own body motion and the weight of a pressed hoof. But through the cum and fluids, I press until I find what I expected. A small hideous looking translucent egg. The creature within has the same color and vaguely same shape as the monster. I look to the confused but still quite enjoying the tail end of her session high Fetters. "I think you're going to need a plan B pill girl..." She looks at me confused, then a little worried. But everything changes as I struggle upright and take note of the two soldiers in power armor. "Thank you... I didn't think they would send in spec ops..." They nodded and I explain the situation. There is some worry from Fetters when she realizes she's probably pregnant from the creature. In just a few minutes we are heading back up. I'll get a once over by the doctors and a few scans, Fetters will get some time in quarantine after a small operation and will be held for monitoring. But apparently, the monster was not new. Enclave had documented it before, and as I sit in the shower after my scans, I am very pleased to see that the vile smelling spunk comes off quite easily. Other than some slight soreness, the only thing hurt is my pride, at least until somepony familiar comes in. I turn and look over one of the special ops who had saved me. I am happy to see someone who saved me, but a little weirded out that he's here in the mare's locker room. "Can I help you?" I look him over and shrug internally. He looks good, and chances are he's just here for some 'I just saved you, say thanks in a meaningful way' head. But then I am reminded crudely as he I hear my voice over the radio, played back in the shower. "Please! get here fast!... really REALLY fast! Look, first person who gets here, anything you want! just hurry the fuck up! Anything!! FUCK!! I'll be your fucking slave, whatever, get here now!! Keep this thing from..." I sit there looking up at him, I can hear myself groaning inside my head. This is going to be a lot more than a quick BJ. "Ok... what do you want?" He grins and comes along side me checking out my rear. "I cleared it with your captain... Until further notice, you are... ahem... assigned to spec ops. Just show up and expect to spend a lot of time face down... ass up..." I grumble watching him leave. "Well... guess I'm not going to be that tight anymore..." Author's Note Thank Officer Hotpants for this request. and Bad Dragon for some minor editing help. Chapter 2: IndenturedWarning, contains: [Dubious consent, impregnation, slavery, mild incest, excessive cum, and raiders.] Read or skip at your disgression She coughed, but she didn't retch. The thick member leaving her mouth, her cough brought up specks of cum as she moaned, her tongue still slick with cum. A hoof pushed her head down against the dirty street, magic tugged at the little leather collar fixed around her neck. She didn't know the pony, but it didn't stop him. Pulling the collar taut the head of his cock mushed against her labia as he gave a short series of thrusts. She felt her labia part and winced with a loud moan as the stranger penetrated. She struggled to keep her rear hooves under her as the stranger thrusted deep and groaned as the wet slaps began. "Shit she's tight... not a virgin... but tight..." He groaned as the others laughed, his cock reshaping her insides. She grit her teeth and gasped at the particularly deep thrusts. She could clearly hear her sister's whimpers and moans as she was bobbed up and down on a surprisingly thick griffon cock, nearly choking on the collar they put around her neck. She almost wanted to ask to swap, at least the griffon teased her sister's clit as he pounded her silly. "Almost there!... just...ah!.." She could feel him penetrating harder and harder into her at increased speeds. Her eyes widened and she dared to speak. "N..No! Not inside! please!!!" Magic wrapped over her mane and forcefully tugged back lifting her face off the pavement as the cock rammed into her deep. Punching against her cervix, she could feel the gush of cum spurting in solid splashes. She winced hoping to Celestia she wasn't going to get pregnant. The stallion pulled out and lifted her by the hair. "Shut up!... you know the terms of the deal!" He pried at her lips and she obediently opened her mouth letting him slide his cock over her tongue. Clenching her eyes shut she obediently lapped it up and swallowed, opening her mouth again to let him see the empty yet still sticky mouth. "Good girl.." He dropped her and she felt another approach. She could feel her tail lift and flinched when she heard and even felt him spit onto her ass. She grumbled as he began to prod. "Hey... boss! When can I get that one?" The voice came from behind her, she didn't recognize it. The older griffon growled. "Never, until the contract is complete... she's my personal toy... I told you, I get the virgin." He pushed in particularly hard and she heard her sister squeal with the griffon's grunt, she could even see the oozing white peaking out between the union of the old bird and her younger sister. The constant pouting and whimpering from her sister only seemed to encourage the griffon more. She grumbled, letting out a yelp as the cock penetrated her ass. "Yo...yOU!!! GAH!...You ok sis?" She whimpered and nodded, though the griffon eyed her before pulling out, letting his meat slop to the side and slowly retract into his sheath. He moved closer and with a little surprise to both of them, he slid her sister's cream filled slit into her face. "You're talking a bit too much, you're going to have to do something else with that mouth of yours..." She hesitated looking up at her sister then the bird. But the griffon glared and she gave a sigh. She mouthed her sister, her tongue swam through the white painted pink interior, it tasted foul but she knew the other option would be a lot harsher sex. She was so certain it would be just a quick round or two with whoever was in charge. But this trade mission was way worse than she could have hoped. First raiders took her carriage, then they ran into these "fine gentlecolts" now she was slurping cum out of her sister's baby maker with a cock halfway between her ass and throat. She was so confident that a little bit of flirting and a quickie or two would get them along their way, but she was quite surprised to see that these mercenaries were not raiders, but in fact the same company she hired to protect them, only they recognized her, and she could not exactly explain that the three guards they had sent with her for so cheap, since it was such a "safe" route were now dead. Gray Scar, as his gang called him informed her that she owed him a bit more than just the payment she promised after the trade, but for the lives of his men. She just didn't think she would be their company pet for three months. It was nothing really, the only other option aside from three months of indentured servitude was being outright sold into slavery. Her sister quivering and moaning under her lips, she lapped up the last of the cum, drooling and shivering her insides trembled as the sudden flood of heat shot up inside her ass. That was always her weak spot. She watched her sister pulled away and this time under the griffon's weight as he prodded her from behind. She grumbled feeling the cock leave her ass and sighed as another stallion gripped her hips. "Hey... Buckshot! get in her, her mouth is free bro.." She groaned, this was going to be a long three months. Coughing again, but angrily this time. It was night already, and she mumbled bitterly with her head in the pillory. Every single one of them got a round in her, they even put an old mixing bowl under her, it was nearly full by the time they made her drink it. It was only two hours past the last time she could hear Gray Scar making her sister whimper in his tent. She closed her eyes resting as much as she could until she felt it. A cock worming its way clumsily over her before stuffing itself into her ass. She could hear him grunting and almost desperately thrusting. It was the sad kind of effort, but his speed and depth was decent, she gave a soft moan as she wondered who it was. There was no rules saying somepony couldn't get a midnight ride. But she still wondered. As he picked up speed, he pulled from her ass and plunged into her pink, releasing his seed with a loud moan. Then things got interesting. His noise woke up what she assumed was supposed to be the guard. There was some commotion and as the figure ran in front of the pillory trying to dash off, she noticed it was a raider. He looked very unkempt, he was likely a loner trying to sneak in and get supplies or food. Whoever he was, he was likely kicked out of his gang for one reason or another. Regardless, one cock, two cock, it didn't matter, she had dozens of strangers inside her, and despite getting metaphorically screwed she kinda enjoyed it. Sure she wouldn't have chosen it, but it wasn't bad. Perhaps a bit taboo, but she quite liked some naughty and even aggressive playtime. She watched the soldiers come out and corner him. She didn't hear, see, nor care what happened to him. She just looked up at the stars and thought for a bit before mumbling. "Meh... not bad really..." Her main and tale had been cut short and tied in a simple knot. Her sister's mane and tale were kept long, even brushed and upkept. She could see her looking up at the griffon as he pet her, cooing at her on how good of a girl she was as she eagerly nursed his cock. She looked quite young, but she was only a year younger. "Gah!!.. and there's my goodbye..." The stallion she knew as Gallons moaned, pulling from her pink. She had only discovered two days ago she was pregnant, but as Gallons stepped back and Buckshot stepped in, plugging into her ass as she moaned happily. "Shit... still tight, how do you do it?" He thrust deep and hard, she just smirked and between moans as she drooled just a touch, she chuckled out. "I'm lucky, and I know just the right exercises." Buckshot almost always fucked her with his brother Flachette. It was their style. She gave a soft moan as the last of cum shot up inside her. She came about to give him a complementary cleaning. But finally she turned about and made her way for the gates. It really was a long three months. And she smirked at the memories, she learned each of their names, remembered their styles. She could almost guess each stallion there just by their cocks grinding away inside her. She smirked, seeing her sister rush up to her. She recognized this, with a smirk, she turned so all the stallions could see and met her sister at the lips, eagerly and deeply kissing as she passed Gray Scar's load into her mouth. She licked it up and stuck her tongue out for them to see. Even old Gray smiled waving and giving a double thumbs up. She sighed looking to her sister who had learned so much in the passing months. But she danced and fidgeted looking back at old Gray, her 'master' her 'daddy'. The cum still fresh on her lips, she looked out past the gate, slowing to a stop. They had tried to play these mercenaries, paid their dues and now they were free. Granted, they didn't have their cart or goods anymore. But they were free. She raised her eyebrows looking at her sister who looked back at her, then back at old Gray. She whimpered already biting her lip as if in need of his attention. She looked back out past the gate, old dusty, radiation soaked raider infested shit lands. She grumbled looking down and feeling her belly. She could nearly feel her sister whimpering. She turned around and looked at the mercenaries. "Well shit... come on sis..." Her sister flinched and looked up at her. "Hey... Gray!" Her voice carried over the little base as the griffon tilted his head in question. "Your property kinda wants to stay your property..." He smirked and her sister's eyes lit up happily as the smaller pony dashed back to him and obediently presented herself, lifting her tail to show the soaked and twitching flesh beneath. She trotted up hearing the stallion's happy vocalization. "Just give me a little bit of leeway, let me say no if I'm tired... and we both are your toys..." She held out her hoof, and with a grin, he stepped forward, mushing his crotch into her sister's business, just a little wiggle and a solid thrust, her sister's happy whimper and with his cock firmly in her, he chuckled and reached out, shaking her hoof. "Deal." Chapter 3:" Good Girl"Author's Note Warning! Contains: slavery, rape, threats, profanity, a not so happy ending. This is a nonconsentual story, it gets a bit aggressive and dark. The request came from someone who wishes to remain anonymous. Chapter 3:" Good Girl" She had me dead to rights. The two bone heads that rushed in with me had dropped in the first two seconds leaving my sorry ass pinned down for two hours. Now this crazed young crack shot mare finally had me at gunpoint, and to make it all worse, this stupid bitch was now monologing. She could have been anywhere from her early to late teens, and as the last two hours proved to me, she was an amazing shot. But something tells me she reads too many pre war books. He blabbering about good and evil, how friendship was the only way I didn't know whether I should laugh in her face and get shot or just start crying that some stupid bitch THIS bloody naive had gotten the drop on me. I watched carefully as she continued blabbering, she was getting to the peak of her flapping gums, brushing the long silk like dirty blond mane from her face. 'Something something don't be a raider something something slavery is bad.' I tensed my hooves fiddling behind me. "Oh please! You sound like a fucking kid!... hell you are a kid... grow the hell up. This is the wasteland! You do what you HAVE to and enjoy what little you can." She glared at me, raising her rifle with her magic. Magic would have been good to have at the moment, but at least I knew what happened next. She leaned in angrily, raising her voice. But I wasn't listening. I just needed her to lean in close and have an excuse to clench my eyes shut and brace. I didn't see the flash, the noise was a bit much but when she leaned in I had pushed the flashbang much closer to her. Bolting to my hooves I bit onto her rifle which only weakly floated through the air. Swinging it viciously, I clocked her over the head and sent her into the sand cracking her horn, she would have quite a hard time with magic after this. Panting I rifled through her bags until I had everything of value, then popping that stupid cowgirl hat off of her, I slipped the explosive collar around her neck. Looking her over I grinned. She was completely free of burns, scars, or even mild mutations. Had her personality not been a dumpster fire I would have been up for banging her. I laughed. "Oh... the fuck am I thinking... of course I'm going to bang her..." Belly down in the sand she started to stir just as I lifted her tail. It was flawless, her labia was taut and her clit just the cutest little nub. I chuckle and drag my tongue across her slit. She flinched, only just now coming around. "Wh...ah..AH!..St..s..STOP!" I Forcefully push my hoof into the back of her head smooshing her face into the sand. "Shut the fuck up... you lost, you're meat now." She struggled until I pushed a hoof into her back and got a mouthful of her dirty blond mane to yank on. I could see the panic start to spread over her features. "We can do this the easy way... but fuck with me and I'll trigger the collar and blow your fucking head clean off... please don't do that... I hate fucking corpses." I emphasize the point, heaving into her, my hips flush with her rump. I almost felt bad... almost. She was crying. "Pl..please... no d.. d..dont!" I could feel my length starting to pulse and grow from my sheath. She quickly recoiled and I had to pull her back into it, mashing the head of my growing cock against her little fleshy nethers. "Let me explain something to you.." I nudged feeling her labia beginning to part, letting me glide against the slick hot pink flesh looking for the sweet spot. "You played the game... you lost." She whimpered and shivered trying to pull away again, but forcefully I yanked her back into place. "Like I was saying earlier... if you remember... I mean I hit you pretty hard. This is the wasteland. You do what you have to..." She squeaked and blubbered. "Th..then let me go... yo..you" she hiccups and sniffled. "You don't have to do this..." "Yeah... I don't have to...." I felt my cock notch into place and I gave a very firm merciless thrust. I could feel a wet pop as her cherry shredded under my stallionhood. She screamed, I could feel her trembling, her insides spasming over my cock as the slight trickle of blood dripped from her down my shaft and over my balls. "I don't have to... but I can. And shit... I want to... you are tight as fuck...." I hear her whimpering and crying as I start to thrust. "M..ah!..mamma!...help..." I give a heavy extra deep thrusts, grinding against her cervix. "Mommy's not here to help. But do keep crying for her..." I begin my thrusting again, feeling her insides twitch and spasm. I laugh thrusting in extra hard. "You're a little young... but Let's see how you handle some baby batter." I pick up the speed and grin wide as I feel the very moment she registered what I had said. Tightening up like a vice has started blubbering again. "N..no!.. no please!" She struggled and thrashed but I sank in extra deep before I crammed my cock deep and let loose. My seed pulsing inside her just drove her to more tears as I grunted and pulled out. Pausing to admire my work, one popped cherry with cream filling. I had to admit, she struggled a bit much for my liking but she was the tightest I had ever had. I sighed happy with today's catch. Unicorn too, I could turn her in to Red Eye, sure it was a bit of a trip, but I needed to go up that way anyhow. "But I need caps for th... oh right... I can just rent you out." I laugh and swat her rear. The terror on her face was clear, but I didn't care. I start out, she needs a few tugs and threats until she responds. But it's only two hours before I have to stop outside a store. I heft the detonator looking right into her eyes. "If I come out and You're gone... I'm pressing this button... so be a good bitch... and don't go away..." She shakily nods and I enter the store. I dont need much, just water and shells for my shotgun thankfully I have her rifle to sell. Bumbling about, I have everything I need and pop out of the store. I raise my eyebrows and level my shotgun. "Hey old man... that's mine..." There she is again, writhing and in tears, an old death pony balls deep in her there were even a few ponies lined up to watch, possibly to wait their turn. "Oh!... she's yours?" He took quick notice of my shotgun but didnt stop thrusting into her as she sobbed and whimpered pathetically. Her ripe little pussy squelching sloppily as the old pony thrusted. "Yeah... I just got her... and that's gonna be expensive..." I gesture to his connection deep inside her. "Ah.. well.. shit.. normally I'd pull out... but this bitch is tight as fuck... will... will 50 caps do?" His thrusts had slowed and I thought, I could easily get more, but this guy looked like 50 caps was all he had. With a sigh I waved him. "Sure.. but make it quick." He grinned and began pounding her cries turned to rhythmic whimpers until she squealed and began sobbing again, the old stranger having dropped quite a heavy load into her. The old stallion laughed and dumped caps at my hooves. "That cunt is TIGHT!" "Yeah... I know, ask next time..." I sling my shotgun but there's a tap on my shoulder. "I can pay 150..." It's one of the ponies who lined up to watch. I chuckle and step out of the way gesturing for him to help himself. Shame and shock over her features was all that I could see as another and another got in line. After the third stallion I just started laughing, half the town had lined up. She was currently squealing and crying loudly as the latest stallion broke in her back door. A quick glance at some mares staring from down the street and I knew why so many lined up. If the random selection of ponies was evidence, the majority of the population was stallions and the overwhelming majority if not then ALL the town's mares were quite old. Watching her youthful body buck and heave put me back in the mood, but I was making a mint at the moment. "Aye... I'm sure she's flattered. But last call starting now, you get five minute, cum in or out." I watched the last few throw their caps at me for a quicky. The next few minutes were bit rough for her, but I got payed. Whimpering and limping she struggled to keep up. I was surprised to see she got rather clean after just a few hours of walking. With a sigh I stopped and lay back gesturing to my now slowly stiffening cock. "Let's see what you learned..." I gestured again a little more aggressively but she didnt move until I pulled up the trigger. A few minutes later and she was sliding slowly, up and down on my cock. "Good girl... so proud of you..." gritting her teeth and whimpering, despite all she had taken, I was quite surprised to see that she could still handle more. She looked like she was on the verge of giving out, which was good enough. I pulled her up and let my cock pop out before I looked over her "Open up... trust me, the only thing you're getting to eat for the next few days is cum... You're going to want to get a head start..." I grin and she reluctantly opened her mouth. Watching the white goo splash and spurt I almost laugh as she leans in to catch more, even suckling the cum. "Heh... you learn fast" I smile, and watching the anger and resentment in her eyes, I wonder if I should sell her to Red Eye or keep her. Despite how hard the day had started, I got revenge, saved my own hide, got some damned fine pussy, made a boatload of caps and now had my own pet. It was a good day. I looked about, it was another day or two before the next town and the sun was setting. I looped a rope through her collar and tied her to a dead tree before making a fire. "Be happy... you're a good girl and you've made your new daddy all kinds of happy." I smirked thinking maybe I could get another round or two in before I slept. "Regardless... you have a FUN future ahead of you." To be continued MAYBE. Chapter 4: Motivation of the Beast [warning: dark]"That lying asshole" She nearly whispered her angry remark. The damned Earth pony had told her it was perfectly safe. Edible mushrooms and nothing else grew here. But here she was, upside down looking down the barrel of a plasma rifle as a damned Hellhound dangled her by a single hoof. It tore through her saddle bags and tossed everything it clearly didn't want, throwing ammo and potions into its bag before she was forcefully slung over its shoulder. She wasnt very loud, possibly due to the few broken ribs from when it pounced on her, and possibly because it wasn't currently eating her and she didn't want to die. As silently as she could, she let the beast carry her. Watching the scenery pass her by, she gave thought to what life she had so far. She'd likely never see her sister or father again, if only she had taken the time and listened to her mother, she would know how to teleport or do literally anything other than weak levels of telekinesis. She looked over the beast itself, it was physically impressive and smelled absolutely foul. But she looked it over, from the back it was hard to tell but she was beginning to suspect the dog monster was female. The only thing she could really do was wait, or anger it. But she far preferred the possible chance to escape. And so, she waited, but grew quite concerned as the creature took her underground. In the utter blackness she could feel the sensation of rapid turns and high speeds, it was o ly a few minutes before she fell into a dimly lit holding pen. The landing shifted her fractured ribs making her wince. Her eyes were still adjusting when she nearly tripped over a form in the dirt and filth. She squinted, looking it over. It was a young pony, but a fresh sensation of fear and shock shot through her when she noticed the smell. Cum, lots of it. The young earth pony's lips were coated, her nethers were overflowing and she was laying in a puddle of mud made from dirt, dust and semen. "Welcome to the pen..." She whipped about fast enough to make her ribs hurt even more. She was looking right into the sullen defeated eyes of an earth pony mare. There was no aggression, no fight at all in her eyes "Wh...what?... where am I?" She stuttered badly wanting a weapon. The earth pony mare sighed and gestured around. "I just told you... this is the pen... this is where they hold us until they have use for us." She stepped back and looked at the downed, cum soaked pony. "Use for us?" The pony nodded. "Yeah... I've been here for a few months... but silver there has been here for about two years, they like her... they prefer the small ponies... tighter, less fight in them. Oh!" She sat down and looked her over before clearing her throat. "I'm Rattles... we never really know how long we get to keep the new mares, but here's hoping they keep you. It gets kinda lonely..." She looked over Rattles, then spared a glance to 'Silver' still on the ground and shivering. Little bubbles frothing up from the cum nearly blocking her airway. "I.. I'm... I'm Pennies." Rattles smiled. "Well Pennies, simple rules here... you weren't killed because... well they arent hungry at the moment. They keep us alive so our meat doesnt go bad and just in case the females don't wanna breed and the males get horny..." Pennies turned ghostly white. She had only tried it all once, desperate for caps her dad told her to just take it for the family. And sure, the stallion 'renting' her had been a bit big, but she found out pretty quick that she was a tad too small. Even with a fair amount of force and foreplay, the stallion had not been able to penetrate her, had she not been at least a little gifted at oral her family would have starved by now. But she was not looking forward to some massive Hellhount trying her out. She bit her lip hard imagining what would happen if the hellhound couldn't pop her cherry due to the clear size difference. She didn't want to take it from a monster until she died, but she also didn't want to be killed and eaten. "Oh!... few quick tips... if they do oral... swallow every last bit. They feed us close to nothing. A few days in and You will be begging them to give you a mouthful. Don't ever say no, but squirm a lot, they like it... sadistic little bastards.... You'll really want the young males to take to you. They are less aggressive and they prefer oral. Of... and if the big female comes in... don't resist, she's going through a phase, you're gonna get some bling." Pennies raised an eyebrow and Rattles sighed, turning about, she raised a tail to show the small decorative studs through her labia. "She's almost as bad as the males.... no cum, twice the pain..." Pennies just stared vacantly, even when a small fuss sounded off outside the pen and Rattles started off in that direction, poking her head through a hole in the fence. There was a very wet cough and a younger sounding voice came. "Don't let it overwhelm you... you're about the right size to last a long while...." Silver licked her lips and swallowed a hefty mouthful of cum. "Just gonin with gusto and you'll be good... I've seen mares last only one round and get eaten on the spot because their stupid pride." Rattles made off gargling sounds, Pennies only just barely made out a Hellhound pulling her ears, a fat cock practically rammed down her throat as the young beast thrusted relentlessly. Silver sighed and curled up in one corner of the pen. A heavy pile of pony bones just outside of the pen told her that there was no joking or exaggerating on their fate if she couldnt perform. "Pony toy!" Pennies had just started looking for a spot to claim when she heard the words. It was so aggressive, so simple, the monster demanded her attention. She grit her teeth and inched forward. The Hellhound pinched her by the scruff and pulled her out of the pen. Setting her in his lap she instantly got a face full of the semi flaccid cock. As the male drew back a hand and placed a very well defined hand print on her flank. It stung but she knew it was the least of her worries. "Good tush... " it pulled her by her mane, looking at her mouth. "Even teeth... nothing jagged, so far so good..." She whimpered as his thick invasive paws explored over her, but she winced heavily and cried out with a sudden surprise as a clawed finger popped into her pink. Her hymen shredded and blood trickled out steadily. But the sound from the Male was promising in a not getting eaten kind of way. "Oh goodness... pony very tight... fresh and tight...." It looked both ways as it stroked the bloody didget over her lips and under her chin. She shivered, feeling sick and more than just a little terrified. She quickly noticed the growing length in her face. Where it was once semi unimpressive, the cock bulged from its sheath and oozed a natural foul smelling slime. She had dealt with a few cocks in her life it was surprising how fast an aggressive loan shark would give an extension, or a shop keeper would give your family some food if you swallowed for him and didn't complain. But Pony cock was different, they were long with heavy girth, not designed for balls slapping against flanks, these hounds looked very different. Longer, slender, as if designed for cervical penetration and with a large fleshy bulbous base. And the slime, the cock was very well preserved within it's sheath, and coming out left it exceptionally wet with a thick slippery almost membrane like slime. "Be good pony... be good and tight pony!" She shivered feeling it put her down on all fours and press her head down. Feeling the beast lift her tail and breathing heavily the urge to run filled her. She was so very close to just making a break for it when she heard it. Screaming. Rattles still bouncing up and down on a thick cock. But even from her position, she could see the blood. "Damn you.. tighten up pony!..." the hellhound in her gripped another of the little studded piercings in her labia and yanked it out forcefully. Rattles screamed again and the hound near violently began pumping in and out of her. Getting more and more angry the hound seized her by the throat and kept pumping. It was about this time Pennies felt the prodding. It was her only warning before the pointed tip found it's mark and the hound on her thrusted violently. She cried out at the girth forcefully reshaping her the connection made deep loud squelching noises and painfully hit her cervix with each thrust. A clawed hand grasped her mane for leverage and she heard the growl. "Yess! Good pony! Good!.. tight pony! Hey! New pony good!" She felt an extra hard thrust and he stalled a few moments inside of her grinding in place before picking up the tempo again. She winced, her teeth grit tightly and a whimper escaped her mouth at every thrust. She became noticeably tighter to the hound's pleasure when she heard it. "This one's dead... take it to the kitchen!" She opened her eyes to see the same hefty hound standing up, his oversized member sliding from an unmoving Rattles. Instantly the hound in Her purred a happy response. "Ah... very tight pony... we keep you long time... he hee... " Her teeth clamped tight as the same clawed invasive finger popped into her ass. Tears streaked from her eyes as her hooves dug at the dirt only serving to excite the hound even more. There wa a sudden extra gusto in his thrusts, she recognized it, like the first time she blew that stallion for just a few caps, the way he excitedly picked up the pace, she knew what it meant, she just wasn't expecting or ready for the knot. She yelped as he pressed, his cock was already forced against her cervix, but he was pushing harder, she knew if she looked at her belly she would plainly see a fat bulge. She bit her lip and clenched her crying eyes shut as the thick knot slowly stretched her unti the fleshy pop and it was stuck inside. She whimpered and twitched feeling an unnatural spurting of hot thick fluids defiling her body. It was like a balloon of hot pudding being released slowly inside of her. Each pulse send more and more as he yanked back on her mane and his knot swelled. Heay back panting, his cock still painfully deep inside of her she swore she could feel the pressure so high that it began to simply drain into her womb. He smiled petting her, his still throbbing cock eagerly keeping his thick hot gift to her inside. "Good pony!.. you last long time here..." She trembled dreading the thought of ever having to do this again. But she remembered little Silver, laying in the cum puddle, Rattles had said Silver had been here for years. "Oki pony... you go back..." Her eyes shot wide as she felt him starting to pull on her. "Ah! Wait! No no no!" With a quick and short yank, his knot freed from her body and what felt like gallons of cum flushed from her and coated her hind legs. In that moment, a sensation shot through her, a strong flash of pleasure. The abuse to her defiled flesh brought her to orgasm. And there she lay, squirting and spasming. She almost thanked him, the dark twisted pleasures and force, the lack of control toyed at her desires and left her nearly wanting more. But, then with very little warning an exceptionally thick cock with touches of blood over its shaft forcefully plunged into her mouth. She knew who the blood belonged to and fear shot through her, a fear that made her try her best to please. Her eyes clenched she sucked hard and fast, nearly croaking on the length that Rattles had died on. "You right... new pony is good..." She felt as he grasped her ears painfully digging his cock deeper. The fear made everything feel like it was going in slow motion, but thankfully it wasnt long before thick hot bitter salty ropes of hot cum shot down ber throat. With stallions, the cum shot into her mouth, sometimes in her face if they were feeling playful or mean. But no, this cock was halfway down her throat and pulsing its load directly into her stomach. It was an odd frightening feeling of violation. Leaving her choaking and coughing as the hound who had just killed Rattles pulled out and walked away laughing. She had barely recovered when another clawed finger invaded her bruised and battered pink. "Ah... pony is still tight... my turn!" Her eyes wide again, tears welling up, she helplessly felt the heavy beast manhandle her ino position. She lay gasping in her own mud puddle, small touches of blood streaked through the steadily oozing cum leaking from her asshole, and vaginal canal. Her belly painfully full, she threw up twice, a thick hot splash of gushing cum each time. She barely noticed Silver above her. "Peppers three days ago, Rattles today, Coco was the first mare I saw die... and I've seen dozens since... you handled yourself better than I did... we will survive... and while it's not glorious... we wont go hungry... aye Pennies?" Silver leaned in and her tongue lapped at the cum staining Pennies' lips. "We're survivors..." Probably wont write anything this dark again. I'm sure it's tame for some of you, but it's not for me. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. You can make requests in the comments. Chapter 5: New SheriffSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 6: Privledges of the EliteSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 1: Old Olneigh hospital.[Dubious consent, impregnation, pain, mutant, excessive cum, and stomach bulge.] Read or skip at your disgression The air was musty , uncontrollably stuffy. I never did like it inside, and I sure as hell never liked these old prewar ruins. Unfortunately my team was sent in here to see if there was anything useful while the techies work on that hellhound tower bs. I groan loudly pushing through the next door, I poke through the desks and cabinets, still nothing. I can still hear the occasional zap or roar of a hellhound. I don't want hellhound duty, but I sure as shit don't want to be in here. "Oh?" I poke into the next room and notice a few potions and some radaway. It's not a huge score or anything, but at least I can come back with something. I just wish that I would find something that I personally wanted to take back. Vodka, Wild Pegasus, anything really. The radio hissed, it didn't make me jump but it gave me a bit of a start. "Blue 4!" I knew the voice, it was Feather Fall, he's gotten into trouble five times on previous missions for dicking around, at least with this I might be able to get a little in good with the captain if he overhears us, then I won't have to suck him off next time I need literally anything. "Feather! Radio silence mean anything to you? The captain's gonna have your ass!" I growl into the radio as best as I can hoping this will be enough. The other side of the radio cashed a bit and to her surprise it wasn't Feather's voice this time. "Blue 4, Private Down, It's me you dumb cunt... Go find Private Fetters... if you want to know why, turn to channel 4... but find her an shut her ass up! and don't come back without the name of whoever is with her!" Instinctively I stand up straight and swallow. "Yes captain!... " I swallow and facehoof. The next favor was probably going to cost a bit more than a blowie. I grumble annoyed remembering the last time he was angry at me, I couldn't sit down for a week, and all that for a few extra rations that week. "At least he doesn't cum inside..." I whimper a little thinking of just what would be said if all the mares under his command suddenly became pregnant, he already knew they would bust him for something that blatant, which was probably why he hadn't gotten into my coochie yet. I shake my head as if I could just shake his fat ugly image away, especially his fat ugly smell. I had to go through a whole bottle of mouthwash just to get his taste out of my mouth. It wouldn't kill him to eat more fruit every now and again. I flip the radio down two channels, double check and flip it down just one more, and then everything became very clear. I immediately recognized Fetters' voice, but whoever was with her had to be exceptionally skilled, because I couldn't hear much of him at all. "M...MORE!!...AH!! MORE!!" I listened a bit, I knew Fetters was into some kinky shit but she sounded simultaneously in some serious pain, and endlessly pleased. It made some sense, I remember her being the shortest mare in the unit, itty bitty little gal, but she always went for the biggest and dumbest stallions. Maybe she found one, or maybe one found her. I certainly wouldn't put it past her to indulge some big dumb raider, or hell, with how long we have been out here, I wouldn't put it past her trying to tranq a hellhound and ride its dick. But to my knowledge, the main reason we were here looking for shit in small groups or just alone was because the hell hounds simply weren't in here. But she was around here somewhere riding somepony's cock.... or something's cock. I laugh to myself, wondering if she found some super secret prewar ultra vibrator sex machine, I would have to kill her radio and join in. The moment I turned the corner, that same laughter died in my throat. I had no idea what I was looking at. Some sort of filthy half melted pony thing. From its mouth, a dozen or so putrid slimy tendrils pulsed like earthworms digging in deep and writhing inside of Fetter's open and extremely stretched wide pink folds. Instantly, I dip down low behind a crumbling desk and watch, I see no other mutants, and watching close, I can see Fetters, her little legs kicking and even from here, I can see something writhing within her abdomen. There is a gassy guttural noise from the mutant, I pull up my rifle and peer through the scope, one of the tendrils, easily the thickest, something within is slowly but very fully working its way down it as if it were a hollow tube. Fetter's whimpers and very loud moans only increase as I watch an off color brown yellow fluid overflow from inside her. I can smell the stink, even I would prefer to guzzle a gallon of the Captain's jizz for breakfast lunch and dinner than to have that spewing inside me. She lets out a loud yelp just seconds after the bulge makes its way past her labia. My only guess is that was the sound she makes when something punches past her cervix. Her whimper changes and there is a filthy slick slop noise as it releases her. I watch as her limp form falls to the ground, the monster cum splashing like a popped water balloon. I watch from the distance just before she gasps and reaches back, her wings flap as she huddles up, pulling her barding back up to cover her rear, trapping all that cum inside. I watch the thing writhe its way back across the hall and leave. Slowly, I make my way out. By the time I get to Fetters she already sees me. "Th...that... that thing!... h... hell..." He gasps loudly and I recoil from the stench. "Yeah, you would think it would have the decency to not make a mess inside... I mean... have some class..." I struggle to try and keep her mood up, but she turns to me and smiles. "No... I mean... Other than the smell, it's pretty good. That was just a bit... rougher than I thought." She raised her hoof looking over the thick ooze now seeping out of her barding. "The hell? Did you just see a mutant and run backwards at it tail lifted?" She shook her head. "No... It caught me by surprise, it... I don't know... made me stop moving, then tried getting into my pants. I mean, I was stuck anyway, so I pulled them down for it. Painful, but kinda satisfying..." I tilt my head looking her over. " Riiiiight..." She shrugged and gestured with a hoof behind me. "Well... Don't take my word for it.. unless you can get past that weird not moving thing, you're about to find out." Those words make my heart leap into my throat and I whip around bringing my laser rifle level, but all I see is those terrifying eyes. And just like she said, I couldn't move. It was absolutely horrifying. It was like being back in boot, knowing not to move an inch as the drill sergeant screamed in my face. But this, this was somehow different, it was like an ultimate authority, fear and obedience forced me to stay put. The rancid stench of the tendrils violate my nose as it passes over me. The gripping tendrils worming their way into every crevice, every nook and cranny. Exploring my armor, it finally lifts me, just barely into the air. The stare, still forcing me to stay still even as it turns me away, I feel my body turning over and I watch, half paralyzed as it pushes my face into the filthy floor, 200 years of dust and grime smearing against my cheek. I flinch, it found what it was looking for. The armor on my flanks and back only served as handles for this creature, my inner thighs and crotch were completely unprotected save for the thin layers of fabric that made up these parts of my barding. If I was being honest with myself, aside from the smell... so far it really wasn't that bad. The slimy tendrils drilled against my labia through my barding, it was just a few seconds before it began to grip and tear the thin fabric. "Gah!... w...wait!" I barely managed to spill out as the creature obviously ignored me. The tendrils were excessively slippery, I could feel thick rushing ooze flowing off of them as they toyed with my labia. Almost as if it was frustrated and had not memorized the shape of vagina, it tugged and prodded everywhere before to my dismay, it found the honey pot. I writhed, feeling the tendrils all slurp and slime their way up, splitting my labia as if showing it off, the first tendril snaked in. I was rather proud of how tight I managed to keep myself, in this command, sexual favors was the ONLY way to get things you wanted, most mares here just went all out and got as much as they wanted, but I personally wanted a little more of a reserved reputation. Goods are more valuable if they are less often used. However, my reserved nature was only giving this monster a good time I guess. I cringed as the forceful tendrils pushed in. It was plenty lubed, just by the nature of the creature's slime. But it was still a bit too tight. I got the feeling that by the end of it, I wouldn't really need to worry about being too tight, especially when I managed to roll my eyes up to see Fetters' stretched out pink just inches away as she watched intently, rubbing her clit happily. "I don't.. urk! suppose you caAH! can help?" The mutant had already begun thrusting, and I could feel every last minuscule texture of the tendrils pulsing in and out of me. Fetters smiled and shrugged. "When it started to hurt, I tried to pull away, and it just got rougher, so unless you want to be ten sizes larger instead of just two, just sit back, and enjoy it while it lasts... it ain't that bad. And honestly, I don't wanna see what happens if I try and attack it while the big guy is... you know... busy." I cursed under my breath and moved about slowly to see how much range of motion I still had while being held onto by the monster. The thrusts, stroking almost perfectly in the right spot were enough to make me think twice, but the smell solidified my decision and I whipped about with my rifle, but then I stopped, staring vacantly into the creature's eyes. It stared me again. I would have cursed if I could, but all things considered, I just made like Fetters and tried to enjoy it. At the moment I just didn't want to return to command everyone behind me able to see everything bar none through my torn barding and seeing a mutant creamie pie. But as things were, I would just have to wait until it was done, then maybe shoot it when it's back was turned. I grumbled, but found myself panting as the thing wiggled and writhed inside me. But quite suddenly, my eyes widened and my mouth opened. "YEOWWWWW!" My hind legs bucked and kicked as I tried to buck it off of me. I didn't know what exactly it was, but the feeling was certainly unnatural. But then the next sensation told me exactly what it was. I could feel it, much higher up in my belly than any cock had ever gone. It penetrated my cervix. Surprisingly the pain was quickly fading, despite feeling another tendril worm its way in. Feeling them snake about inside my womb was a little panicking, but the pulsing tendrils still hit all the right spots. I certainly would prefer a pony cock, or anything else, but Fetters was right, I was just going to have to enjoy it for as long as it lasted. About thirty seconds into this new pulsating thrusting and writhing tendril play I noticed that I was beginning to vocalize, and a thought hit me. I had no idea why it hadn't come to me before. As good as it was feeling I did prefer not to get diddled and used up by some mutant, so facing away from the monster, I clicked my radio. "Gah! Cah! captain!... thah! Fetters is AH!! She got attacked and diddled by aHH!! SHIT... sorry captain... She had an encountER!!!.. with a monster that frEEEZEs us in place... Please seND! some backup... it's kinda got MEEE!!!" My voice raises to a scream as my insides clamp down, tightening and squirting hard making my hips buck. Panting and moaning, I spare a look back at a sizable bulge traveling down the inside of the tendrils, I feel a sudden rush of heat as the messy overload of cum straight up overflows inside of me, I feel it in my womb, I feel it overflowing in my pink. But that is when my mind began to race. If the cum came out before and during the lump's travel down the tendril, then what was the lump? Panic shot through me as thoughts of impregnation by this obviously different creature shot through me. It was almost a certainty, as if it were laying eggs inside, the 'cum' was not likely to be semen, but some sort of nutritional substance for an embryo. "SHIT!! SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!" I turned the radio back on and blurted desperately. "Please! get here fast!... really REALLY fast! Look, first person who gets here, anything you want! just hurry the fuck up! Anything!! FUCK!! I'll be your fucking slave, whatever, get here now!! Keep this thing from..." I watch the lump close in, I watch it travel just to the point of my labia, I feel it pushing past, giving just a little extra stretch, I panic and flail, I feel the lump hit my cervix, I feel it stall, the tendrils tighten and begin to push harder. My eyes clamped shut, between the writhing, the fresh orgasm moments before, and the thick disgusting ooze. I don't know what to make of it. The panic mixed with the pleasure, it gives an uncertain thrill. Almost enough to not take that lump seriously. But just as the lump begins to stretch my cervix just barely enough, my salvation comes in a hail of laser fire. I'm not certain what happened, but I am on the floor and the creature is writhing and shrieking as its burned and blasted by lasers until it is turned to ash. I pull the severed tendrils from my nethers with my own body motion and the weight of a pressed hoof. But through the cum and fluids, I press until I find what I expected. A small hideous looking translucent egg. The creature within has the same color and vaguely same shape as the monster. I look to the confused but still quite enjoying the tail end of her session high Fetters. "I think you're going to need a plan B pill girl..." She looks at me confused, then a little worried. But everything changes as I struggle upright and take note of the two soldiers in power armor. "Thank you... I didn't think they would send in spec ops..." They nodded and I explain the situation. There is some worry from Fetters when she realizes she's probably pregnant from the creature. In just a few minutes we are heading back up. I'll get a once over by the doctors and a few scans, Fetters will get some time in quarantine after a small operation and will be held for monitoring. But apparently, the monster was not new. Enclave had documented it before, and as I sit in the shower after my scans, I am very pleased to see that the vile smelling spunk comes off quite easily. Other than some slight soreness, the only thing hurt is my pride, at least until somepony familiar comes in. I turn and look over one of the special ops who had saved me. I am happy to see someone who saved me, but a little weirded out that he's here in the mare's locker room. "Can I help you?" I look him over and shrug internally. He looks good, and chances are he's just here for some 'I just saved you, say thanks in a meaningful way' head. But then I am reminded crudely as he I hear my voice over the radio, played back in the shower. "Please! get here fast!... really REALLY fast! Look, first person who gets here, anything you want! just hurry the fuck up! Anything!! FUCK!! I'll be your fucking slave, whatever, get here now!! Keep this thing from..." I sit there looking up at him, I can hear myself groaning inside my head. This is going to be a lot more than a quick BJ. "Ok... what do you want?" He grins and comes along side me checking out my rear. "I cleared it with your captain... Until further notice, you are... ahem... assigned to spec ops. Just show up and expect to spend a lot of time face down... ass up..." I grumble watching him leave. "Well... guess I'm not going to be that tight anymore..." Author's Note Thank Officer Hotpants for this request. and Bad Dragon for some minor editing help.
Chapter 2: IndenturedWarning, contains: [Dubious consent, impregnation, slavery, mild incest, excessive cum, and raiders.] Read or skip at your disgression She coughed, but she didn't retch. The thick member leaving her mouth, her cough brought up specks of cum as she moaned, her tongue still slick with cum. A hoof pushed her head down against the dirty street, magic tugged at the little leather collar fixed around her neck. She didn't know the pony, but it didn't stop him. Pulling the collar taut the head of his cock mushed against her labia as he gave a short series of thrusts. She felt her labia part and winced with a loud moan as the stranger penetrated. She struggled to keep her rear hooves under her as the stranger thrusted deep and groaned as the wet slaps began. "Shit she's tight... not a virgin... but tight..." He groaned as the others laughed, his cock reshaping her insides. She grit her teeth and gasped at the particularly deep thrusts. She could clearly hear her sister's whimpers and moans as she was bobbed up and down on a surprisingly thick griffon cock, nearly choking on the collar they put around her neck. She almost wanted to ask to swap, at least the griffon teased her sister's clit as he pounded her silly. "Almost there!... just...ah!.." She could feel him penetrating harder and harder into her at increased speeds. Her eyes widened and she dared to speak. "N..No! Not inside! please!!!" Magic wrapped over her mane and forcefully tugged back lifting her face off the pavement as the cock rammed into her deep. Punching against her cervix, she could feel the gush of cum spurting in solid splashes. She winced hoping to Celestia she wasn't going to get pregnant. The stallion pulled out and lifted her by the hair. "Shut up!... you know the terms of the deal!" He pried at her lips and she obediently opened her mouth letting him slide his cock over her tongue. Clenching her eyes shut she obediently lapped it up and swallowed, opening her mouth again to let him see the empty yet still sticky mouth. "Good girl.." He dropped her and she felt another approach. She could feel her tail lift and flinched when she heard and even felt him spit onto her ass. She grumbled as he began to prod. "Hey... boss! When can I get that one?" The voice came from behind her, she didn't recognize it. The older griffon growled. "Never, until the contract is complete... she's my personal toy... I told you, I get the virgin." He pushed in particularly hard and she heard her sister squeal with the griffon's grunt, she could even see the oozing white peaking out between the union of the old bird and her younger sister. The constant pouting and whimpering from her sister only seemed to encourage the griffon more. She grumbled, letting out a yelp as the cock penetrated her ass. "Yo...yOU!!! GAH!...You ok sis?" She whimpered and nodded, though the griffon eyed her before pulling out, letting his meat slop to the side and slowly retract into his sheath. He moved closer and with a little surprise to both of them, he slid her sister's cream filled slit into her face. "You're talking a bit too much, you're going to have to do something else with that mouth of yours..." She hesitated looking up at her sister then the bird. But the griffon glared and she gave a sigh. She mouthed her sister, her tongue swam through the white painted pink interior, it tasted foul but she knew the other option would be a lot harsher sex. She was so certain it would be just a quick round or two with whoever was in charge. But this trade mission was way worse than she could have hoped. First raiders took her carriage, then they ran into these "fine gentlecolts" now she was slurping cum out of her sister's baby maker with a cock halfway between her ass and throat. She was so confident that a little bit of flirting and a quickie or two would get them along their way, but she was quite surprised to see that these mercenaries were not raiders, but in fact the same company she hired to protect them, only they recognized her, and she could not exactly explain that the three guards they had sent with her for so cheap, since it was such a "safe" route were now dead. Gray Scar, as his gang called him informed her that she owed him a bit more than just the payment she promised after the trade, but for the lives of his men. She just didn't think she would be their company pet for three months. It was nothing really, the only other option aside from three months of indentured servitude was being outright sold into slavery. Her sister quivering and moaning under her lips, she lapped up the last of the cum, drooling and shivering her insides trembled as the sudden flood of heat shot up inside her ass. That was always her weak spot. She watched her sister pulled away and this time under the griffon's weight as he prodded her from behind. She grumbled feeling the cock leave her ass and sighed as another stallion gripped her hips. "Hey... Buckshot! get in her, her mouth is free bro.." She groaned, this was going to be a long three months. Coughing again, but angrily this time. It was night already, and she mumbled bitterly with her head in the pillory. Every single one of them got a round in her, they even put an old mixing bowl under her, it was nearly full by the time they made her drink it. It was only two hours past the last time she could hear Gray Scar making her sister whimper in his tent. She closed her eyes resting as much as she could until she felt it. A cock worming its way clumsily over her before stuffing itself into her ass. She could hear him grunting and almost desperately thrusting. It was the sad kind of effort, but his speed and depth was decent, she gave a soft moan as she wondered who it was. There was no rules saying somepony couldn't get a midnight ride. But she still wondered. As he picked up speed, he pulled from her ass and plunged into her pink, releasing his seed with a loud moan. Then things got interesting. His noise woke up what she assumed was supposed to be the guard. There was some commotion and as the figure ran in front of the pillory trying to dash off, she noticed it was a raider. He looked very unkempt, he was likely a loner trying to sneak in and get supplies or food. Whoever he was, he was likely kicked out of his gang for one reason or another. Regardless, one cock, two cock, it didn't matter, she had dozens of strangers inside her, and despite getting metaphorically screwed she kinda enjoyed it. Sure she wouldn't have chosen it, but it wasn't bad. Perhaps a bit taboo, but she quite liked some naughty and even aggressive playtime. She watched the soldiers come out and corner him. She didn't hear, see, nor care what happened to him. She just looked up at the stars and thought for a bit before mumbling. "Meh... not bad really..." Her main and tale had been cut short and tied in a simple knot. Her sister's mane and tale were kept long, even brushed and upkept. She could see her looking up at the griffon as he pet her, cooing at her on how good of a girl she was as she eagerly nursed his cock. She looked quite young, but she was only a year younger. "Gah!!.. and there's my goodbye..." The stallion she knew as Gallons moaned, pulling from her pink. She had only discovered two days ago she was pregnant, but as Gallons stepped back and Buckshot stepped in, plugging into her ass as she moaned happily. "Shit... still tight, how do you do it?" He thrust deep and hard, she just smirked and between moans as she drooled just a touch, she chuckled out. "I'm lucky, and I know just the right exercises." Buckshot almost always fucked her with his brother Flachette. It was their style. She gave a soft moan as the last of cum shot up inside her. She came about to give him a complementary cleaning. But finally she turned about and made her way for the gates. It really was a long three months. And she smirked at the memories, she learned each of their names, remembered their styles. She could almost guess each stallion there just by their cocks grinding away inside her. She smirked, seeing her sister rush up to her. She recognized this, with a smirk, she turned so all the stallions could see and met her sister at the lips, eagerly and deeply kissing as she passed Gray Scar's load into her mouth. She licked it up and stuck her tongue out for them to see. Even old Gray smiled waving and giving a double thumbs up. She sighed looking to her sister who had learned so much in the passing months. But she danced and fidgeted looking back at old Gray, her 'master' her 'daddy'. The cum still fresh on her lips, she looked out past the gate, slowing to a stop. They had tried to play these mercenaries, paid their dues and now they were free. Granted, they didn't have their cart or goods anymore. But they were free. She raised her eyebrows looking at her sister who looked back at her, then back at old Gray. She whimpered already biting her lip as if in need of his attention. She looked back out past the gate, old dusty, radiation soaked raider infested shit lands. She grumbled looking down and feeling her belly. She could nearly feel her sister whimpering. She turned around and looked at the mercenaries. "Well shit... come on sis..." Her sister flinched and looked up at her. "Hey... Gray!" Her voice carried over the little base as the griffon tilted his head in question. "Your property kinda wants to stay your property..." He smirked and her sister's eyes lit up happily as the smaller pony dashed back to him and obediently presented herself, lifting her tail to show the soaked and twitching flesh beneath. She trotted up hearing the stallion's happy vocalization. "Just give me a little bit of leeway, let me say no if I'm tired... and we both are your toys..." She held out her hoof, and with a grin, he stepped forward, mushing his crotch into her sister's business, just a little wiggle and a solid thrust, her sister's happy whimper and with his cock firmly in her, he chuckled and reached out, shaking her hoof. "Deal."
Chapter 3:" Good Girl"Author's Note Warning! Contains: slavery, rape, threats, profanity, a not so happy ending. This is a nonconsentual story, it gets a bit aggressive and dark. The request came from someone who wishes to remain anonymous. Chapter 3:" Good Girl" She had me dead to rights. The two bone heads that rushed in with me had dropped in the first two seconds leaving my sorry ass pinned down for two hours. Now this crazed young crack shot mare finally had me at gunpoint, and to make it all worse, this stupid bitch was now monologing. She could have been anywhere from her early to late teens, and as the last two hours proved to me, she was an amazing shot. But something tells me she reads too many pre war books. He blabbering about good and evil, how friendship was the only way I didn't know whether I should laugh in her face and get shot or just start crying that some stupid bitch THIS bloody naive had gotten the drop on me. I watched carefully as she continued blabbering, she was getting to the peak of her flapping gums, brushing the long silk like dirty blond mane from her face. 'Something something don't be a raider something something slavery is bad.' I tensed my hooves fiddling behind me. "Oh please! You sound like a fucking kid!... hell you are a kid... grow the hell up. This is the wasteland! You do what you HAVE to and enjoy what little you can." She glared at me, raising her rifle with her magic. Magic would have been good to have at the moment, but at least I knew what happened next. She leaned in angrily, raising her voice. But I wasn't listening. I just needed her to lean in close and have an excuse to clench my eyes shut and brace. I didn't see the flash, the noise was a bit much but when she leaned in I had pushed the flashbang much closer to her. Bolting to my hooves I bit onto her rifle which only weakly floated through the air. Swinging it viciously, I clocked her over the head and sent her into the sand cracking her horn, she would have quite a hard time with magic after this. Panting I rifled through her bags until I had everything of value, then popping that stupid cowgirl hat off of her, I slipped the explosive collar around her neck. Looking her over I grinned. She was completely free of burns, scars, or even mild mutations. Had her personality not been a dumpster fire I would have been up for banging her. I laughed. "Oh... the fuck am I thinking... of course I'm going to bang her..." Belly down in the sand she started to stir just as I lifted her tail. It was flawless, her labia was taut and her clit just the cutest little nub. I chuckle and drag my tongue across her slit. She flinched, only just now coming around. "Wh...ah..AH!..St..s..STOP!" I Forcefully push my hoof into the back of her head smooshing her face into the sand. "Shut the fuck up... you lost, you're meat now." She struggled until I pushed a hoof into her back and got a mouthful of her dirty blond mane to yank on. I could see the panic start to spread over her features. "We can do this the easy way... but fuck with me and I'll trigger the collar and blow your fucking head clean off... please don't do that... I hate fucking corpses." I emphasize the point, heaving into her, my hips flush with her rump. I almost felt bad... almost. She was crying. "Pl..please... no d.. d..dont!" I could feel my length starting to pulse and grow from my sheath. She quickly recoiled and I had to pull her back into it, mashing the head of my growing cock against her little fleshy nethers. "Let me explain something to you.." I nudged feeling her labia beginning to part, letting me glide against the slick hot pink flesh looking for the sweet spot. "You played the game... you lost." She whimpered and shivered trying to pull away again, but forcefully I yanked her back into place. "Like I was saying earlier... if you remember... I mean I hit you pretty hard. This is the wasteland. You do what you have to..." She squeaked and blubbered. "Th..then let me go... yo..you" she hiccups and sniffled. "You don't have to do this..." "Yeah... I don't have to...." I felt my cock notch into place and I gave a very firm merciless thrust. I could feel a wet pop as her cherry shredded under my stallionhood. She screamed, I could feel her trembling, her insides spasming over my cock as the slight trickle of blood dripped from her down my shaft and over my balls. "I don't have to... but I can. And shit... I want to... you are tight as fuck...." I hear her whimpering and crying as I start to thrust. "M..ah!..mamma!...help..." I give a heavy extra deep thrusts, grinding against her cervix. "Mommy's not here to help. But do keep crying for her..." I begin my thrusting again, feeling her insides twitch and spasm. I laugh thrusting in extra hard. "You're a little young... but Let's see how you handle some baby batter." I pick up the speed and grin wide as I feel the very moment she registered what I had said. Tightening up like a vice has started blubbering again. "N..no!.. no please!" She struggled and thrashed but I sank in extra deep before I crammed my cock deep and let loose. My seed pulsing inside her just drove her to more tears as I grunted and pulled out. Pausing to admire my work, one popped cherry with cream filling. I had to admit, she struggled a bit much for my liking but she was the tightest I had ever had. I sighed happy with today's catch. Unicorn too, I could turn her in to Red Eye, sure it was a bit of a trip, but I needed to go up that way anyhow. "But I need caps for th... oh right... I can just rent you out." I laugh and swat her rear. The terror on her face was clear, but I didn't care. I start out, she needs a few tugs and threats until she responds. But it's only two hours before I have to stop outside a store. I heft the detonator looking right into her eyes. "If I come out and You're gone... I'm pressing this button... so be a good bitch... and don't go away..." She shakily nods and I enter the store. I dont need much, just water and shells for my shotgun thankfully I have her rifle to sell. Bumbling about, I have everything I need and pop out of the store. I raise my eyebrows and level my shotgun. "Hey old man... that's mine..." There she is again, writhing and in tears, an old death pony balls deep in her there were even a few ponies lined up to watch, possibly to wait their turn. "Oh!... she's yours?" He took quick notice of my shotgun but didnt stop thrusting into her as she sobbed and whimpered pathetically. Her ripe little pussy squelching sloppily as the old pony thrusted. "Yeah... I just got her... and that's gonna be expensive..." I gesture to his connection deep inside her. "Ah.. well.. shit.. normally I'd pull out... but this bitch is tight as fuck... will... will 50 caps do?" His thrusts had slowed and I thought, I could easily get more, but this guy looked like 50 caps was all he had. With a sigh I waved him. "Sure.. but make it quick." He grinned and began pounding her cries turned to rhythmic whimpers until she squealed and began sobbing again, the old stranger having dropped quite a heavy load into her. The old stallion laughed and dumped caps at my hooves. "That cunt is TIGHT!" "Yeah... I know, ask next time..." I sling my shotgun but there's a tap on my shoulder. "I can pay 150..." It's one of the ponies who lined up to watch. I chuckle and step out of the way gesturing for him to help himself. Shame and shock over her features was all that I could see as another and another got in line. After the third stallion I just started laughing, half the town had lined up. She was currently squealing and crying loudly as the latest stallion broke in her back door. A quick glance at some mares staring from down the street and I knew why so many lined up. If the random selection of ponies was evidence, the majority of the population was stallions and the overwhelming majority if not then ALL the town's mares were quite old. Watching her youthful body buck and heave put me back in the mood, but I was making a mint at the moment. "Aye... I'm sure she's flattered. But last call starting now, you get five minute, cum in or out." I watched the last few throw their caps at me for a quicky. The next few minutes were bit rough for her, but I got payed. Whimpering and limping she struggled to keep up. I was surprised to see she got rather clean after just a few hours of walking. With a sigh I stopped and lay back gesturing to my now slowly stiffening cock. "Let's see what you learned..." I gestured again a little more aggressively but she didnt move until I pulled up the trigger. A few minutes later and she was sliding slowly, up and down on my cock. "Good girl... so proud of you..." gritting her teeth and whimpering, despite all she had taken, I was quite surprised to see that she could still handle more. She looked like she was on the verge of giving out, which was good enough. I pulled her up and let my cock pop out before I looked over her "Open up... trust me, the only thing you're getting to eat for the next few days is cum... You're going to want to get a head start..." I grin and she reluctantly opened her mouth. Watching the white goo splash and spurt I almost laugh as she leans in to catch more, even suckling the cum. "Heh... you learn fast" I smile, and watching the anger and resentment in her eyes, I wonder if I should sell her to Red Eye or keep her. Despite how hard the day had started, I got revenge, saved my own hide, got some damned fine pussy, made a boatload of caps and now had my own pet. It was a good day. I looked about, it was another day or two before the next town and the sun was setting. I looped a rope through her collar and tied her to a dead tree before making a fire. "Be happy... you're a good girl and you've made your new daddy all kinds of happy." I smirked thinking maybe I could get another round or two in before I slept. "Regardless... you have a FUN future ahead of you." To be continued MAYBE.
Chapter 4: Motivation of the Beast [warning: dark]"That lying asshole" She nearly whispered her angry remark. The damned Earth pony had told her it was perfectly safe. Edible mushrooms and nothing else grew here. But here she was, upside down looking down the barrel of a plasma rifle as a damned Hellhound dangled her by a single hoof. It tore through her saddle bags and tossed everything it clearly didn't want, throwing ammo and potions into its bag before she was forcefully slung over its shoulder. She wasnt very loud, possibly due to the few broken ribs from when it pounced on her, and possibly because it wasn't currently eating her and she didn't want to die. As silently as she could, she let the beast carry her. Watching the scenery pass her by, she gave thought to what life she had so far. She'd likely never see her sister or father again, if only she had taken the time and listened to her mother, she would know how to teleport or do literally anything other than weak levels of telekinesis. She looked over the beast itself, it was physically impressive and smelled absolutely foul. But she looked it over, from the back it was hard to tell but she was beginning to suspect the dog monster was female. The only thing she could really do was wait, or anger it. But she far preferred the possible chance to escape. And so, she waited, but grew quite concerned as the creature took her underground. In the utter blackness she could feel the sensation of rapid turns and high speeds, it was o ly a few minutes before she fell into a dimly lit holding pen. The landing shifted her fractured ribs making her wince. Her eyes were still adjusting when she nearly tripped over a form in the dirt and filth. She squinted, looking it over. It was a young pony, but a fresh sensation of fear and shock shot through her when she noticed the smell. Cum, lots of it. The young earth pony's lips were coated, her nethers were overflowing and she was laying in a puddle of mud made from dirt, dust and semen. "Welcome to the pen..." She whipped about fast enough to make her ribs hurt even more. She was looking right into the sullen defeated eyes of an earth pony mare. There was no aggression, no fight at all in her eyes "Wh...what?... where am I?" She stuttered badly wanting a weapon. The earth pony mare sighed and gestured around. "I just told you... this is the pen... this is where they hold us until they have use for us." She stepped back and looked at the downed, cum soaked pony. "Use for us?" The pony nodded. "Yeah... I've been here for a few months... but silver there has been here for about two years, they like her... they prefer the small ponies... tighter, less fight in them. Oh!" She sat down and looked her over before clearing her throat. "I'm Rattles... we never really know how long we get to keep the new mares, but here's hoping they keep you. It gets kinda lonely..." She looked over Rattles, then spared a glance to 'Silver' still on the ground and shivering. Little bubbles frothing up from the cum nearly blocking her airway. "I.. I'm... I'm Pennies." Rattles smiled. "Well Pennies, simple rules here... you weren't killed because... well they arent hungry at the moment. They keep us alive so our meat doesnt go bad and just in case the females don't wanna breed and the males get horny..." Pennies turned ghostly white. She had only tried it all once, desperate for caps her dad told her to just take it for the family. And sure, the stallion 'renting' her had been a bit big, but she found out pretty quick that she was a tad too small. Even with a fair amount of force and foreplay, the stallion had not been able to penetrate her, had she not been at least a little gifted at oral her family would have starved by now. But she was not looking forward to some massive Hellhount trying her out. She bit her lip hard imagining what would happen if the hellhound couldn't pop her cherry due to the clear size difference. She didn't want to take it from a monster until she died, but she also didn't want to be killed and eaten. "Oh!... few quick tips... if they do oral... swallow every last bit. They feed us close to nothing. A few days in and You will be begging them to give you a mouthful. Don't ever say no, but squirm a lot, they like it... sadistic little bastards.... You'll really want the young males to take to you. They are less aggressive and they prefer oral. Of... and if the big female comes in... don't resist, she's going through a phase, you're gonna get some bling." Pennies raised an eyebrow and Rattles sighed, turning about, she raised a tail to show the small decorative studs through her labia. "She's almost as bad as the males.... no cum, twice the pain..." Pennies just stared vacantly, even when a small fuss sounded off outside the pen and Rattles started off in that direction, poking her head through a hole in the fence. There was a very wet cough and a younger sounding voice came. "Don't let it overwhelm you... you're about the right size to last a long while...." Silver licked her lips and swallowed a hefty mouthful of cum. "Just gonin with gusto and you'll be good... I've seen mares last only one round and get eaten on the spot because their stupid pride." Rattles made off gargling sounds, Pennies only just barely made out a Hellhound pulling her ears, a fat cock practically rammed down her throat as the young beast thrusted relentlessly. Silver sighed and curled up in one corner of the pen. A heavy pile of pony bones just outside of the pen told her that there was no joking or exaggerating on their fate if she couldnt perform. "Pony toy!" Pennies had just started looking for a spot to claim when she heard the words. It was so aggressive, so simple, the monster demanded her attention. She grit her teeth and inched forward. The Hellhound pinched her by the scruff and pulled her out of the pen. Setting her in his lap she instantly got a face full of the semi flaccid cock. As the male drew back a hand and placed a very well defined hand print on her flank. It stung but she knew it was the least of her worries. "Good tush... " it pulled her by her mane, looking at her mouth. "Even teeth... nothing jagged, so far so good..." She whimpered as his thick invasive paws explored over her, but she winced heavily and cried out with a sudden surprise as a clawed finger popped into her pink. Her hymen shredded and blood trickled out steadily. But the sound from the Male was promising in a not getting eaten kind of way. "Oh goodness... pony very tight... fresh and tight...." It looked both ways as it stroked the bloody didget over her lips and under her chin. She shivered, feeling sick and more than just a little terrified. She quickly noticed the growing length in her face. Where it was once semi unimpressive, the cock bulged from its sheath and oozed a natural foul smelling slime. She had dealt with a few cocks in her life it was surprising how fast an aggressive loan shark would give an extension, or a shop keeper would give your family some food if you swallowed for him and didn't complain. But Pony cock was different, they were long with heavy girth, not designed for balls slapping against flanks, these hounds looked very different. Longer, slender, as if designed for cervical penetration and with a large fleshy bulbous base. And the slime, the cock was very well preserved within it's sheath, and coming out left it exceptionally wet with a thick slippery almost membrane like slime. "Be good pony... be good and tight pony!" She shivered feeling it put her down on all fours and press her head down. Feeling the beast lift her tail and breathing heavily the urge to run filled her. She was so very close to just making a break for it when she heard it. Screaming. Rattles still bouncing up and down on a thick cock. But even from her position, she could see the blood. "Damn you.. tighten up pony!..." the hellhound in her gripped another of the little studded piercings in her labia and yanked it out forcefully. Rattles screamed again and the hound near violently began pumping in and out of her. Getting more and more angry the hound seized her by the throat and kept pumping. It was about this time Pennies felt the prodding. It was her only warning before the pointed tip found it's mark and the hound on her thrusted violently. She cried out at the girth forcefully reshaping her the connection made deep loud squelching noises and painfully hit her cervix with each thrust. A clawed hand grasped her mane for leverage and she heard the growl. "Yess! Good pony! Good!.. tight pony! Hey! New pony good!" She felt an extra hard thrust and he stalled a few moments inside of her grinding in place before picking up the tempo again. She winced, her teeth grit tightly and a whimper escaped her mouth at every thrust. She became noticeably tighter to the hound's pleasure when she heard it. "This one's dead... take it to the kitchen!" She opened her eyes to see the same hefty hound standing up, his oversized member sliding from an unmoving Rattles. Instantly the hound in Her purred a happy response. "Ah... very tight pony... we keep you long time... he hee... " Her teeth clamped tight as the same clawed invasive finger popped into her ass. Tears streaked from her eyes as her hooves dug at the dirt only serving to excite the hound even more. There wa a sudden extra gusto in his thrusts, she recognized it, like the first time she blew that stallion for just a few caps, the way he excitedly picked up the pace, she knew what it meant, she just wasn't expecting or ready for the knot. She yelped as he pressed, his cock was already forced against her cervix, but he was pushing harder, she knew if she looked at her belly she would plainly see a fat bulge. She bit her lip and clenched her crying eyes shut as the thick knot slowly stretched her unti the fleshy pop and it was stuck inside. She whimpered and twitched feeling an unnatural spurting of hot thick fluids defiling her body. It was like a balloon of hot pudding being released slowly inside of her. Each pulse send more and more as he yanked back on her mane and his knot swelled. Heay back panting, his cock still painfully deep inside of her she swore she could feel the pressure so high that it began to simply drain into her womb. He smiled petting her, his still throbbing cock eagerly keeping his thick hot gift to her inside. "Good pony!.. you last long time here..." She trembled dreading the thought of ever having to do this again. But she remembered little Silver, laying in the cum puddle, Rattles had said Silver had been here for years. "Oki pony... you go back..." Her eyes shot wide as she felt him starting to pull on her. "Ah! Wait! No no no!" With a quick and short yank, his knot freed from her body and what felt like gallons of cum flushed from her and coated her hind legs. In that moment, a sensation shot through her, a strong flash of pleasure. The abuse to her defiled flesh brought her to orgasm. And there she lay, squirting and spasming. She almost thanked him, the dark twisted pleasures and force, the lack of control toyed at her desires and left her nearly wanting more. But, then with very little warning an exceptionally thick cock with touches of blood over its shaft forcefully plunged into her mouth. She knew who the blood belonged to and fear shot through her, a fear that made her try her best to please. Her eyes clenched she sucked hard and fast, nearly croaking on the length that Rattles had died on. "You right... new pony is good..." She felt as he grasped her ears painfully digging his cock deeper. The fear made everything feel like it was going in slow motion, but thankfully it wasnt long before thick hot bitter salty ropes of hot cum shot down ber throat. With stallions, the cum shot into her mouth, sometimes in her face if they were feeling playful or mean. But no, this cock was halfway down her throat and pulsing its load directly into her stomach. It was an odd frightening feeling of violation. Leaving her choaking and coughing as the hound who had just killed Rattles pulled out and walked away laughing. She had barely recovered when another clawed finger invaded her bruised and battered pink. "Ah... pony is still tight... my turn!" Her eyes wide again, tears welling up, she helplessly felt the heavy beast manhandle her ino position. She lay gasping in her own mud puddle, small touches of blood streaked through the steadily oozing cum leaking from her asshole, and vaginal canal. Her belly painfully full, she threw up twice, a thick hot splash of gushing cum each time. She barely noticed Silver above her. "Peppers three days ago, Rattles today, Coco was the first mare I saw die... and I've seen dozens since... you handled yourself better than I did... we will survive... and while it's not glorious... we wont go hungry... aye Pennies?" Silver leaned in and her tongue lapped at the cum staining Pennies' lips. "We're survivors..." Probably wont write anything this dark again. I'm sure it's tame for some of you, but it's not for me. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. You can make requests in the comments.
Chapter 5: New SheriffSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 6: Privledges of the EliteSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
