Fallout Equestria: Scout Sizzle Cymbal

Chapter 01, Trouble with Tribals

_______________________________________________________

Mission Log 01

I am to Investigate Camp CMC West, in the Smoky Mountains for possible Stable-Tec artifacts. Also to locate any place for colonization, establish peaceful contact with any friendly locals, and mark any dangers to Orthrus, and or colonist interests.

First of, if the captain ever reads this, fuck you and your fine ass! I was hoping to travel to a city, mingle with the locals, possibly have a fling with a stallion that was more than me being a thirty second quicky. What I got was a hike through the mountains, among getting eaten by what I could only guess use to be a bear, and finding myself captured by some savages. It smells bad here, my hooves are chipped, and I might have a rash from a bug bite, it’s just the worst thing ever!!!

That aside, the stallions are not bad on the eyes, and there's a lot of them, if one decided to visit me in the night, can't say I would object to.

. . .

Mission Log 02

So a day has passed since my capture, and despite the smell, I have been treated quite well, and have been able to have a more or less civilized talk with with my captors. As it turns out, It's actually two tribes, and I stumbled upon a peace conference, of which only the stallions are to attend. Last I checked, I don’t have a dick, so I committed a taboo, and stalled their peace talks. Yay me, Sizzle has fucked things up for others again, nopony is surprised.

Lucky for me, their peace talks was going nowhere long before I came, and all I did was force them to take a break until they decide on what to do with me. None have told me what my fate is, but I hope it’s banishment, maybe after a ritual orgy… fuck I need to get laid, I haven't even been able to rub one off do to a guard always keeping watch over me.

. . .

Mission Log 03

It’s noon now, and I had a chat with the two chiefs, both really interested in why I was here. First was Silver Mist, an old, thin, with a long white beard Unicorn, is the leader of the Moon Watcher tribe. He was very interested in my cyber legs, and how they worked. I just told them it was made by Orthrus, of which I am a representative of. Then there was Golden Dew, also old, but the biggest and strongest earth pony I had ever seen. He was interested in my rifle and revolver. I told him the same thing as I told Silver.

When they left, I got some dirty looks from the other savages, so I’m sure I had offended them, yay me.

. . .

Mission Log 04

Night has fallen, and I have no clue what to fucking do! Somehow I have been appointed as the peace summits official peace bringer, and put in charge of negotiating peace between the two chieftains, of which do nothing but shout at each other. I barely get a word in, and this tent reeks of the two, like they have been at this for days, no, I’m sure of it, these two have been arguing for days without taking a shower.

As far as I can tell, this bullshit has been all over some flags each one owns, both want the flag as theirs, and neither one wants to give their flag up for peace. The only reason this peace summit happens is because a sickness passed through both tribes, killing half the mares. From the sounds of it, it was the flu, I had that last year, and only got the sniffles and a headache. Right now their taking a short break, but after hearing over an hour of shouting and insults, I have a bad feeling that I’m the fall mare when this all falls apart.

___________________________________________________________________

Turning off the notepad function of my pipleg, I turned back on the camera function of my cyber eye. The captain wanted as much important information recorded, and even if all the two old stallions did was shout at each other, they still spat out important information.

At least this little break gave me an opportunity to speak, and maybe I could get to the heart of this feud the two tribes have, not that I had any faith in being able to solve this dilemma. But if I can get out alive with enough information, then maybe the captain would not be so hard on my ass.

We returned to the table, it being not much more than a very old, and worn tree stump, something more fitting for a group of fouls to sit at then three adults. “Gentle stallions, gentle stallions, now that you two have cooled off, lets try this again.” Before the two could speak, I raised my cyber hoof, it caught both their eyes. “But before that, maybe you can tell me about how important these flags are to your tribes.”

Silver huffed, his horn sparked with magic, and in the air, crud forms of ponies appeared in the air, dancing around a flag. “It's been with us since long before the burning times, every one of us has pledged the oath to it, to always look to the stars. It’s a symbol of who we are, and without it, we are lost.” He narrowed his eyes at Golden. “From our oldest tails, they have always been trying to steal our flag, to destroy us, and even now nothing has changed.”

Golden slammed his hoof in the table, making a loud thud. “Old fool must have a rotting brain, your tribe has been trying to take our flag first, to rob us of our honor. The eldest of story singers still tell of the great trickery your tribe did right before the burn times. Still you use trickery, lies, and unfair play to win.”

I face hoof as the two old stallions slammed their heads together, and got right back to arguing. It was clear to me that no matter what I did, they were going to fight, and I was going to be their fall mare. It all just made my blood boil.

“Ya empty headed buffoon!” Silver snarled.

“Cowardly stick pony!” Golden spat out.

“Sum sucking mother bucker!” Silver shouted.

“Egg headed pencil dick!” Golden shouted even louder.

This time I slammed my hoof down on the table, the metal hoof making a deeper thud than that of Goldens slam. “If you two want to act like a bickering married couple, just skip the Celestia damned foreplay, and fuck each other already!” Pushing myself up, I got onto the table, and pushed myself between them. “You two are grown ass adults, leaders of your tribes, and yet you're both acting like children! No wonder this peace summit is going nowhere, you are why it’s going nowhere!” I shouted

Both looked away, mumbling to themselves. Letting myself slump onto the table, the feeling of approaching failure close at hoof. I could just imagine it, returning to the forward base camp, and informing my captain about how I failed at all but not dying, if I got out of this mess alive at all. Unlike the captain, I was not some super badass special agent. All I got was two good legs, my charming personality, and a nice ass. Sadly, they all got four alright legs, my personality clearly meant shit to them, leaving me with only my cute butt to wiggle at two old stallions…

You know what, fuck it, it's worth a shot.

I took a deep breath, and and put on my best smile. “I think we need to take another break, clear our heads, let out some steam. Maybe then you two will be able to come up with a solution you both can agree with.”

Silver crossed his hooves and glared at Golden. “Impossible, that brut can barely think, not unless its about sashing shit.”

Goldens scowled, but before he could start shouting again, I shoved my hoof in his mouth, and gave the big stallion wink. Scooting over to Silver, I looked him in the eyes. “Don't be that way Silver, I mean if what you say is true, it has done well to get him the position of elder. Even my own kin understand then when peaceful solutions no longer work, one must be ready to not just be violent, but the most violent bastards one can meet. It helps remind others that keeping peaceful is best for everypony.” Looking down at the old stallions crotch, I saw his sack, and the sheath that his member.

His own eyes had followed my own, and he gave an audible gulp. “Now miss Sizzle, I understand what your saying, so why don't you take a seat, no need to do something extreme.”

I highly doubted that I got my point across, even back home ponies wouldn't change their minds so easily, they always require some sort of incentive. It was either a swift beating, money, or on the off occasions performing a sexual favor. Not the most proud thing I had done, but sneaking a hidden camera into the interrogation room has produced the best porn I own. Well use too, owning thanks to that bitch captain of mine.

“Just relax Elder Silver, this is just another peaceful interaction between us.” Reaching my right hoof down, I cradled Silvers ballsack, and the old stallion froze up. “Now or Never” I whispered to myself before lifting my ass and bending down, putting my face in his crotch. A slight bulge poked out from his sheth, and I used my snout to press into it, filling my nose with his musk.

“Miss Sizzle, you shouldn't be…” Silver stopped as his half flaccid cock flopped out, and I began to caress it with my hoof.

Slowly it began to grow, becoming hard, and quite big. It looked bigger than the ones I have seen in my porn stash, but roughly the same size as my dildo I had annoyingly forgot to bring with me. Giving it a lick, it was disgusting salty, and half of me wanted to stop right here and now… But the other half of me was now horny, my backside feeling hot, and wanted something in me.

Silver began to breath heavy as I licked his cock, his precum seeping out from his tip. It smelled bad, tasted bad, but I wanted more, I needed more. My tongue ran up the shaft, reaching the tip, and I took a deep breath, taking his musk into myself. Engulfing his cock with my mouth, my tongue wrapped around his tip, and I slowly took more of it in. I stopped when his cock hit the back of my throat, only taking half of it, and that's when hot thick liquid forced its way down my throat. As I pulled back, a bitter taste filled my mouth.

Freeing Silvers member from my mouth, it shot cum up and into my face, the sticky substance hanging onto my fur. Looking at the old stallion, he looked away, trying to hide a smirk. “This… this is not how we do negotiations.” He stammered.

Meaning getting a mouth full of cum got me nowhere. Turning around, Golden was trying to ignore what I had done, but his own impressively large member poked up from behind the table, it already dripping with preecum. I shrugged. “Double or nothing.”

Golden eyed me, and huffed. “Missy, if ya think fluttering those eyes, and sucking my dick will change anything. I’ll have you know you're not the first mare to try it, and all that's come from it is them submitting to my will. But if ya think your so smart, then try it, my strength has overcome any overthought plan.”

I raised an eyebrow at Golden, and wiped a bit of cum off my face. “like I’ve heard that before.” Teasingly, I stuck my tongue out at him. “Lots of ponies like to throw their weight around where I’m from, and each find themselves humiliated, or missing a head. Not saying there's anything wrong with being strong, but if that's all you got, then it become predictable, and if war happens, being predictable is a death sentence.”

Nuzzling his cock, some of the precum soaked into the fur on my face. Using my tongue, I spread the remaining precum around, making the cock glisin. Nibbling on the tip, Golden didn't seem all that fazed, so I took what I could into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down. His cock throbbed in my mouth, but didn't show any sign of letting out its load.

Coming up for air, my own cunt was feeling wet, yearning for a member to enter it, and rough me up inside. But I was determined to this stallion to cum first, otherwise I will look like some cheap floozy that just wants to get off. So I went in again, this time his dick hitting the back of my throat, halfway down the shaft being the farthest I could go. A hoof was placed onto my head, it applying wait, causing me to tense up. “No, no, you better not do what I think your going to do!” I thought to myself, but as more pressure was pushed down on my head, Goldens dick began to move down my throat.

With forcefully push, my snout was pressed into Goldens crotch, and his cock filling my throat, cutting off my ability to breath completely. The pain was like nothing I had felt before; burning, tearing, and arousing all at once. It was so arousing that my cunt spasmed in an orgasim, causing me to moan as loud and deep as a mare could with a cock shoved deep in her throat. Golden didn't stop, pumping his hips in my face, scraping my throat with his cock. After ten hard thrust, he stopped, and I could feel his hot spunk stoot into my stomach directly.

I gasped for air as soon as his cock was freed from my throat, the lack of air having made me dizzy.

“You done whore!” Golden said with disgust.

His words made my good ear twitch as I caught my breath, and coughing up a bit of cum. My brain wanted to say yes, to end it here, his insult made my cunt scream for more, I was being a little whore, and I needed to be punished. Looking golden in the eyes, I got into his face, siling wildly. “Daddy, I've been a real dirty filly. I require more punishment” Golden didn't move or say anything, seemingly stunned. His inaction was annoying, so I figured he just needed help getting started, and slid myself onto his still somewhat erect cock, and let it slowly fill my pussy.

I let myself drop down on Goldens cock, it penetrating my womb as I took it all in. The sudden burst of pain sent a wave of pleasure up my spine. My own legs went weak, making me unable to move my hips as I fell back onto the table. His dick had once again become rock hard, it visibly making a bulge in my stomach, almost lifting me up off the table. “If ya want to breed so much, then I’ll put a foal in ya, I’ll pump you so full you will look pregnant by the time this night is done!” Golden snarled as he began to violently thrust into my cunt.

He was rough, the pain making me drool in ecstasy. Looking up, all I could see was Silvers cock, it was again erect, so I reached up to grab it, and pulled it to my mouth. Giving it a little kiss an a lick I opened wide, Silver didn't wait for another invite, and shoved his cock into my mouth, not going far in at first, but with each thrust, he pushed deeper and deeper.

Before long, I was taking too full cocks, and my cunt couldn't stop spasming as I went from one orgasm to the next, my mind too foggy to keep count. It all made me take back what I said about the mission, this was the best thing ever, and I didn't want it to stop, though I was quickly running out of air.

Just as I was about to pass out, Silver pulled back, his throbbing cock shooting his spunk onto my throat and chest. Golden kept on going until he couldn't hold back, filling my wound, then falling back. I was left on the table, panting for air,my cunt still saziming with pleasure.

After we took a few minutes to catch our breath, the two elders trotted over to me, and helped me up off the table, both looking a bit bashful. It was actually a bit cute. I was also not done, and with a push, they both fell on their flanks, exposing their half flaccid dicks to me. The two looked at each other, and sighed.

Taking a dick in each hoof, I began stroking them, both dicks slowly becoming hard. Stroking faster and faster, I could see them twitch, the two stallons seeming out of the energy to hold back. I opened my mouth, tongue sticking out, and soon after, both cocks shot out what they had left, some getting in my mouth, but most of the cum hit my face.

With that, I was done, and I made a mental check on a few things I wanted to try at least once, then passed out.

___________________________________________________________________

Waking up, I was sore all over, most of which was my throat, it feeling like I had taken a large cock or two down it… wait… Okay, that I did.

Getting up, I found myself in a primitive, but lavish looking bed. I was also clean, without a trace of cum on my fur, and even my cybernetics looked polished. Oddest of all, I was wearing some odd tribal dress, clearly made from grass, but not bad looking at all.

Checking my pipleg, I saw that my eye was still recording, which at first made me concerned that I just recorded my getting spitroasted, but then again, having it as part of my new porn collection was not a bad idea. All I needed to do waa cut it out of my official report.

Tapping on my pipleg a few times, I found the eye recording button, and pressed to stop button...

___________________________________________________________________

Mission Log 05

Success! I managed to help the two tribes make peace, how can they doubt my charm! Though the two elders did seem exhausted through the remaining peace talks. (;p) But as for what they decided, the two tribes are going to relocate to the ruins of Camp CMC, and become one. Something about needing to work together to fight a she-demon… Well, whatever, at least I get to leave alive.

I did manage to find a few surviving Stable-Tec artifacts, they left behind in a still standing cabin that most of the natives avoided. Some of their hunters took me to the accent cabin so that I could test out their “spears” and found the place mostly untouched. Among the artifacts I recovered, there's a map, a book of the local plants, and a holotape of the CEO’s of Stable-Tec.

The tribes themselves are well worth us contacting, though relatively uneducated, and primitive, I have no doubt that plenty of mares would have no problem immigrating here. It would also be a great help to them, as the lack of mares here has left the stallions stresses to say the least, and there's only so much the few mares here can do to help. Though, I think I’ve done a pretty good job in helping. So, if we do send colonists here, I’m sure the tribeles would quickly adapted to our way of life.

One last thing, the ghoul bear that had attacked me before, the tribles call it a Yao Guai, and marked on the map where their territories are. As well as where other dangerous animals live. With that, I’ll be making my way back to the forward base camp, two of the tribals guiding me halfway. <3 <3

Scout, Sizzle Cymbal, out!

___________________________________________________________________

Chapter one, end.