Fallout Equestria: Scout Sizzle Cymbal

by Dice Warwick

Chapter 12, Blue Balls and Bad Decisions

Previous ChapterNext Chapter

Chapter 12, Blue Balls andBbad Decisions

_______________________________________________________


Personal Logs 1

So spent a week in recover, and a day in shock…

Fuck.

I wanted to have foals of my own, but not as a father, and not with the captain… this is just fucked up.

At least the eggheads managed to devise a medicine to reduse the symtoms of the cruel jokes magic, not enough to get my dick to go away, but at least I'm not trying to fuck anything that moves, not to say that I don't want to use this thing, but being a drooling mess all the time is not fun.

This also means that Snuffles is now free to move around as his musk no longer causes all the mares to go into heat, well not as long as he doesnt cum on them or something like that. So, I got to spend some time with him, just talking, no sexy time, I was banned from that, and had a drone following me around to make sure.

I also when to visit the foal at the orphanage, it was good to see them, though I kept my time brief, the medicine making me too drowsy to keep up with them.


Personal Logs 2

Without Blue Skies interfering with our business, things have been going smoothly for most of the scouts that head out. For the last few days scouts have been coming and going, each having a fun story to tell. I actually wanted to go out, but do to my condition, I'm stuck doing paperwork.

The captain on the other hoof has been just having a bad time. The cruel joke magic hit her hard, and the medicine the rest of us have been taking has had no effect on her. Her only solution was to have the quickly developing foals removed, and put in cloning vats, odd, but it did work. The vats were also able to halt the foals development, so now there's little risk of them having genetic damage from accelerated growth. Unfortunately she immediately became pregnant again, luckily there's only two foals growing in her, so it's not as big of a danger this time for her. I couldn't help but laugh about it, the mare who plan to not have foals, and clone herself is now a baby factory.

I also got into contact with Rattle, whom was curious about my new dick, but had heard about the captain, and didn't want to ride it, as she didnt want my kids. Fair enough. Still, I was getting the itch, and having random boners, so I asked her if there was any way I could put my cock to use, without getting me in trouble.


Personal Logs 3

Took most of the day, but Rattle pulled through, unfortunately not something I expected. Turns out that Glock had been set free, and a lot of ponies in the scouting core are pissed about it. The upper brass don't want to stir the pot with the talons, so their just letting her go, even though she is responsible for the death of a lot of scouts. They even detoxed her for fuck sakes.

To make things awkward, she set herself up at the bar in the colony, spending what few caps she has on booze, and looking for work. Rattle suggest we offer her a job as a porn star, I get to fuck her and let off some steam, we make money, no pony will care that its Glock I'm fucking, and she will earn enough caps to fuck off out of our lives. Win, win, win she says.

Don't know if it will work, but if I'm going to stick my dick into something, she's not the worst thing I could fuck.

_______________________________________________________

Double checking the cameras to make sure none of the wasteland dust got in, the whole setup Rattle managed to get a hoof on was not bad. It was still a tent outside the colony, but right now tents were going at a premium.

"Just in here miss Glock" Rattles voice spoke up.

"If this job turns out to be a setup, be sure I don't go down without a fight." Glock trotted through, her head on a swivel, stopping on me, wide eyes slowly narrowing into a glare. "The fuck are you doing here bitch?"

Rattle trotted in, a smile on her face. "Oh we're not so dirty hoof to drag you behind the colony to kill you, if Orthrus wanted you gone, you would simply disappear." She trotted over to an old mattress on the far end of the tent, it covered with a clean white sheet. "Now for the job, we want you to take part in a video that we will be selling copies of. We already have a few interested parties having funded the making of this video, so we got your payment ready"

Glock looked over at the bed, at the cameras, and at me, where I then winked at her. "Oh fuck you, I'm not some two cap whore!" Rattle shoved a piece of paper into Glocks face. The griffin took the paper, read it, and her beak became slack.

"That should be enough for your cooperation, the other numbers are what you get if the videos sell above the expected specialization. In short, if this becomes popular enough, your payment could double." Rattle explained.

I watched as Glock took a moment to actually consider the deal. If she could just go back home then I had no doubt she would have flown off the day she was let go, but being a disgrace to her family has left her in this situation. A long sigh escaped from Glock's beak. "Fine, you win. It's not like getting a better job here as it is, and as long as it's with another mare, I can deal with it. Even if it's with that bitch."

Rattle clapped her hooves together happily. "Good to have you on board, now I got an outfit in the bag over in the corner, put that on and we can start with a few photos before making the video.

I got my naughty nightwear on, with some matching socks, and the spiked color. Rattle had suggested something different, but I found having the panties barely holding my bulge be hilariously sexy. Glock on the other hoof was in a lacy white dress, the kind seen in a wedding book from the old world, though much shorter.

Glock clearly looked uncomfortable during the photos, embarrassed and annoyed likely, but somehow Rattle got the right shots to make Glock look cute. With each photo the positions became more sexual, having Glock spread her legs, and after open her pussy. The best part is when she noticed my bulge.

"Wait, the fuck?" She blurted.

"Alright, camera is rolling, start with a blowjob, and work your way up." Rattle told Glock, who looked very concerned.

Pulling down my panties, my cock flopped out, and I again winked at Glock. She took a deep breath, and slowly reached out to grab my cock in her talons, I winced a little as she accidentally pinched my member, and licked it once. The griffon visibly gagged, but like a trooper went back and began playing with the tip of my now hardening cock with her tongue. This continued for a minute before getting braver, and actually putting the tip into her mouth.

I let her give the poor blowjob for a while, she slowly taking more of my cock, but clearly not planning to go all the way. Though as poor as it was, it felt good to have my cock get sucked, but I wanted more, so as soon as she got half way, I grabbed her head, and pulled her down. The surprised griffin deepthroated my cock, and gagged, tears forming in her eyes, but still I was not done. Getting up, I began thrusting my pelvis back and forth, fucking her throat, Glock putting up a weak struggle. The moment was finally on me, and I climaxed, sending hot jizz down her throat, she having gone limp, and pissing herself.

Pulling out, Glock gasped for air and coughed up the blue cum. She looked at me, her face a mix of rage and of horniness. The griffon then jumped at me, catching me off guard and knocking me onto my back, her claws digging into my throat. All the while she sat on my dick, her pussy sliding on it as she tried to get a stable paw hold on the bed to kill me. It… felt good.

"Harder!" I shouted, and she then stopped, looking confused, causing me to look at her annoyed. "I didn't say stop, now ride my cock and choke me out!" I commanded her

Glock looked confused, and stood up. but this only opens up an opportunity as I sat up and grabbed her hips. The griffon stumbled back down, and my cock was now in position. Pulling her to me, I aimed my cock for her cunt, and she unsurprisingly grabbed me, forcing my cock all the way to the base.

Angrily she slapped me, and I smiled back. She tried to get off me, but the sheet tore under her paws, and she slammed back down, giving out a loud moan of pleasure. Grabbing her beak, Glock blushed a bright red, then a look of acceptance took over and she began moving her hips. Soon she was riding the cock all the way up, then slamming herself down, all the while we kissed, tongues playing with each other.

When I ejaculated for the second time, she slammed herself down, and arched her back up, the drunk look of sheer pleasure on her face reminded me of when I had fucked snuffles. Panting, she let me stay in her for a minute before pulling out, and letting my cum leak onto the mattress.

I looked over at Rattle, who gave me a nod to keep going, so I got up, and behind the already exhausted Glock, her backside vulnerable to attack. Placing my cocks tip on her asshole, she looked back at me with shock, but offered no resistance. Slowly I pushed my member into her tight pucker, and with a tug, she fell back onto my lap, taking my whole cock and letting out a high pitched chirp.

Rattle got in closer with the cameras, getting a lower shot of Glocks pussy as I slowly fucked her ass. The griffon looked down at Rattle, and began playing with her pussy, moaning loudly.

I could only last for a few more thrusts before I unloaded into her again, and even after pulling out, Glock continued to play with herself. Rattle and I just watched as Glock kept masturbating, so I did the only thing I could think of, and began jacking off over her, spraying her face with what little cum I had left.

Before long Glock passed out, and also being tighed as shit form the good fucking, I nuzzled up to her and took a nap.

_______________________________________________________

...
Personal Logs 4

So I still got in trouble, as it turns out, my magical cock is not too different from that of snuffles. Something, something, it produces a super fertile aphrodisiac. I thought they were joking, but ya, I just fucked Glock up again, and likely knocked her up. Is it bad that I don't feel bad about that.

Anywhom, they told me that if it's just Glock, then they will turn a blind eye to my indiscretions. It's only a guess, but I think my bosses like the idea of Glock further making herself look like a fuckup, propaganda and all that. So I talked with Rattle, and if the porno is susessful, we'll try and get Glock to make a few more.

If I can't fuck anypony else untill they get rid of this cock, then I'm going to ride Glock raw.

...
Personal Logs 5

Has it been a month, fucking wow, well the eggheads finaly found a cure, took them long enough. fucking wow. So the cocks gone, and and almost everypony affected by the cruel joke can go back to their normal lives. The poor bitch that's not getting a break is the captain, the cure only slowing the growth to that of normal foal development. Her solution, to have her ovaries removed, turns out all the eggs had been fertilized, and she would end up producing foals till she was dried up.

As for the captains foals, there are seven of them developing, two in her, and five for the three vats, meaning two needed to have a surrogate mother to make room. So in exchange for a comfy position in the colony, I offered myself up for the role. As no pony else offered to do it, I'm going to be carrying two of them. The two picks were from the first three removed from the captain, they also having the most of my DNA. I see it as taking responsibility for my own foals.

In less weird news, a mare came looking for Snuffles, turns out she he had been courting her, but her family disapproved. It was a romantic story until the mares father shot off Snuffles claws. Didn't stop him until Snuffles ran into cruel joke, and he had all the mares after him, not just the one he was after. Well turns out she was in love with him, and ran away from home to look for him after he disappeared. The two decided to set up a farm near the colony, so yay for them.

As for nine more before demand died down. She doesn't look like it yet, but Glock is very much pregnant, and seems very excited over having foals, and has been asking me about baby names for days now… I'm very worried.

...
Personal Logs 6

Well, actual pregnancy is far worse then the fake pregnancy. Don't know how Glock just gets up and does shit when she is blown up like a balloon. I on the other hoof have been bed ridden for the last day. Somehow, Glock and I are living together, working as security, mostly watching surveillance drones, easy work, but It still feels weird when she gets into my bed to cuddle. She's also been talking about us getting married, and other stuff I'm not ready for. I asked captain for help, but she just said that I made this bed, and now I got to fuck her in it. I think the warning for this was "Don't stick your dick in crazy" and now she won't leave.

That aside it hasn't been all bad, the caps made from the porn we created have earned use enough to live in relative comfort, and Glock has planned on doing another soon, I opted out, but she whined until I gave in. I think the loss of my dick and pregnancy has cut my libido, making the craving not as strong as before.

In other news, the foals I save from the raiders have gotten adopted. I wanted the two youngest, but with my situation there was no way Orthrus would let it happen. But still, their new parents pay me a visit every few days, and we all have some fun, sometimes they leave the foals with friends before visiting.

Anywho, I think I'll stop with these logs now, Glocks been reading through my old ones, and it's only giving her ideas. Fuck did this turn around on me hard.

_______________________________________________________

Chapter Twelve, End

Next Chapter