Fallout Equestria: Scout Sizzle Cymbal

Chapter 02 Orthrus

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Personnel log 01

CIVILIZATION! Oh how I miss air cooling talismans for the hot days, and air heating talismans for the cold night. Processed foods, clean water, proper beds, and a fucking shower! It's all Orthrus standard issued, so not the best out there, just mass produces crap, but fuck it if it was not Celestia sent.

Though the tribals has helped me get around the yao guai, I ended up going through a swamp, and fell in a few times, covering me in mud, with no way to wash off. So just being able to get clean off after a week of trotting was the best. It was so bad that the other scouts thought I was just a lost wastelander wandering in.

Now that I'm clean, I'll be turning in my report, modified so that all the fun stuff been removed, and going to sleep.

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Personnel log 02

I don't want to complain, not after having to sleep on the ground for over a week, or after having to hunt and cook my own food, but sometimes fuck civilization!

All there is to do sleep on are stiff cots, the most uncomfortable piece of shit I have ever been on, and the food is tasteless recycled plant matter. Just because it's green does not make it good.

That aside, having the day off to mess around was nice. Not much to do, so I spent most of my free time chatting with the other scouts about the shit we have done. My adventure with the tribals proved to be popular, it helped that I had a few photos of the stallions, and their “spears.” Some of the mares announcing their interest in helping establish a more “friendly” relation with the tribe. A few wanted to buy the photos off of me, but I just gave them the cleaner photos. If they want a photo of a dick, they should take it themselves.

Near the end of the day, I got roped into helping with a food donation. I may hate the recycled green food, but there was a lot of wasteland families who almost started fighting over it. There was also a malnourished colt waiting for a meal, I almost lost it, then I saw that his parents, they both were worse off than their son, the colt had actually created them here. We took them in, and put them on an IV drip. So the family will survive, and knowing that makes this shitty job worth it.

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Personnel log 03

The cots are still shit to sleep on, and I had a yearning for gecko meat. Not the best thing to eat, but far better than the green crap they were giving us. The captain heard me complain, and ordered me to go hunting. The bitch. so I when out hunting, and I happen to snag ten of those bitey bastards, with only two close calls, thank Celestia for cyberlegs.

But… The meat went to the food drive, not to us, and I can't even complain, as seeing the happy foals was just too cute. But still, if they keep treating us like dirt, were going to rebel, rebel I SAY!

That all aside, we have a briefing soon, I'll be getting my next assignment, and then fucking off to the great unknown.

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Activating my cyber eyes recording function, it by order of the captain, the bitch is now using me as a backup camera for the briefing. Still I did owe her for this job after I fucked up. Next time, don’t try to secretly try to record ponies who are used to finding hidden cameras. But new world, new possibilities.

The captain, Temboril Tablature, stood on a podium, her stern glare enough to shut us all up. Though there was only twenty two of us at this time, they being among the least professional regulares I had ever worked with, two I remember fucking at least once. That aside, it was still impressive on how much the captain got all of us to get in line, all without saying a word.

Temboril's eyes scanned the tent, falling on each of us, all before sighing. “Somehow, despite how much you all manage to fuckup the most simple of tasks… we have actually managed to make progress, and now have a few points of interest to start new colonies. All without having to kill the locale population first.”

I raised my hoof, and Temboril glanced at me. “Then there are places we do have to wipe out the locals?”

The captain's mildly happy face dropped. “Actually yes, but I must first wait for the council's approval. Until then we must leave our own kin's body to rot on a pike.” Whatever snickering, or chattet that was going one just stopped, everypony becoming serious. Temboril continued “Among the first wave if you sent out, less than half have returned, and about twenty five of you are now confirmed dead. Though some of you are still trickling in each day, the wasteland has proven to be more than deadly. Because of that, I am truly glad you have returned to us. “

Another mare raised her hoof, “Any good news?*

Temboril nodded. “Some of you who have returned have have given us a few places of interest, both safe, and dangerous. But most importantly, places where Mirage ponies can have a new start. The next mission I”ll be giving out will be to further investigate these locations, and ready the locals for our arrival. With luck, the transition will be without much conflict. Now that you know our next move, I am open to more questions.”

For the next few minutes, Temboril was bombarded with questions, a few mares wondering if the camp CMC tribals were among the colonization targets. Not that I can blame them, it was a massive taco fest here, and even now I wanted a thick sausage.

As the questions were answered, the other scouts trickled out one by one. I had to stay, being the backup camera, ordered to not leave until I was the last pony here. Eventually it was just me and the captain, she looking me in the eyes, and coxing me over.

The mare was a green pony with a dark green mane, all broken up by the gray stripes most of us had. I have to admit that I was jealous of her body, she likely had nearly zero percent body fat, and an absolutely tone body, like she was made of stone. If I had her body, I’d have a husband by now.

“Now that we're alone, we need to talk about your last mission.” Temboril said with a sound of disappointment in her voice.

I shifted my eyes, not making eye contact with her. “You mean how it's a big success?” I asked back.

The captain paused for a few seconds, taking a deep breath. “Don't even try to lie to me you dumbass maggot!”

I took a step back, surprised by her words. “Say again Ma'am?”

She sat back on a chair, crossing her front and back legs. “You went galavanting into the wilds, and whored yourself off to some savages. Then you return here with an altered videos, expecting I wouldnt find out?”

I was fucked, just fucked. I didn't even know how to respond.

Temboril kicked me in the face, not enough knock me over, but it stung. She then recrossed her back legs, giving me a brief glance at her crotch, she not wearing any underwear.

Rubbing my cheek, I cocked my eyebrow at the captain. “Going commando is fun and all, but you sure some pony in your position should be doing it?”

She re-cross her legs again, and again kicked me in the face. “One must get use to the locals customs, but you know a thing about that. So how was it, getting spit roasted like a thirsty whore?”

I was a bit put off, the captain acting far from professional, more like some dominatrix… Oookay… was she coming onto me? “Captain? Is everything okay?”

Temboril’s face dropped the loom of disgust, and became neutral. “Right, your not that dumb.” She uncrossed her legs, and relaxed, giving me full view of her cunt. Nothing sexy, or accidentally, more that she just didn't give a shit that I saw her privates, like I was not worth the effort... It was kinda hot. “Do to your success, command is quite pleased. Though I made sure they didn't know that you ended up fucking nearly half the tribals there. But it did give me a clear voice of who to send as part of an official ambassador party. I highly doubt they will turn down a group of thirsty mares.”

I actually felt a bit embarrassed having the captain praise me. “Well… thanks Ma'am, I just did what I could.”

Her boot then pressed on my face. “Lick it!”

I looked at the boot, then at Temboril, then at her exposed cunt, and back at her. “Ma’am?”

She didn't look down at me, just picked up a piece of paper, reading it like she didn't just give me an odd command. “Because of your successes, I want to give you a more personal assignment this time, one of a more sensitive nature.”

Her boot kept pressing into my face, and I just couldn't hold back, my tongue creasing the leather boot. It tasted only mildly better than dick, and made me feel pathetic as my tongue polished it. My cunt twitched as I debased myself, so I reached down with my hoof…

Another kick hit the side of my head. “Only licking Scout!” The captain said in an annoyed voice. I pulled back my hoof, and focused on the boot. “We’re currently having trouble with one of the local factions, not that we didn't expect trouble, just that were going to need to be creative with how we deal with them.”

I had reached the end of the boot, and now my tongue caressed the fur on her inner thighs. “And how can I help?”

Temboril's thighs clamped shut around my head, forcing my muzzle into her cunt, all as she looked down on me judgingly. “Don't interrupt me!” I tried to nod, but her thighs were like a vice, so all I could do was extend my tongue, and licked her cunt. She loosened up a little, letting me get in a bit deeper. “Good. Now this group is what’s called talons, griffin mercenaries, and a few major gangs have been hiring them to harass our scouts. Though not as technologically advanced, they've proven to be more than effective on us.”

My tongue stroked the insides of her pussy, Twmboril's breathing becoming slightly more heavy. She continued. “So what you will be doing is locating, and observing the talons leader, a Big Boss. Record as much as possible of him, find whatever information you can dig up, and return back here with that data.”

I pulled back, my snout moist with her juices. “Is that all Ma'am?”

Temboril placed a hoof under my chin, lifting up my head a little, and looked at me with cold eyes. “You want to leave so that you can masterbate like a slut don't you?” I slowly nodded my head, my own cunt being wet, wanting attention. “A shame, and here I was going to test a new toy on you.” She pulled out a holotape, a devilish grin on her face. “And as a reward, I was going to return some of those sex tapes we confiscated from you. I think this one is of you and your roommates, good stuff, even got me a little hot and bothered.”

“But that's my property!” The words left my dumbass mouth before I could stop it.

Her gaze became cold once again. “You do know I had to destroy half of you ‘collection’ just to get you on this scouting mission. Though being a vourist is not a crime, the sheer amount of peeps shot videos you've made is disturbing. I'm only playing this act to keep your loyalties with Orthrus, otherwise I'd be testing this on a local mare I’ve met. So, do you want to sulk in your room as you touch yourself, or be a good little slut, and be my test dummy?”

She had to be breaking some major rules twice over now, but fuck, the way she called me a slut was hot! I nodded vigorously, and then painted like a dog. It was all I could think of as a response.

Temboril pushed me back on my haunches. “I should get a color for you next time. Now, on your back bitch.” She pushed me back again, and I let myself fall over onto my back, my legs spread apart.

I felt her further pull my legs apart, and a hot breath on my pussy. “Well look at that, your absolutely soaked down there.” I let out a quiet moan as something cold and hard pressed on my cunt, slowly entering me, going in deep. I heard another moan, coming from Temboril, whatever she stuck in me, she had also stuck in her, now looking like as stallion base deep into me.

Her hips began to shake, and in response, mine did to, the double ended dildo grinding our insides. It was good, felt damn good, but nothing sp… the captain and I let out a moan as the dildo came to life, vibrating inside of us. It's vibrations slowly grew more intense, leaving me unable to resist as I orgasmed.

“Fuck!” Temboril breathed heavily. “It's still... too… oh fuck…. Too strong.”

The wave of pleasure made it hard to think, my cunt convlsing as I orgasimed again. Trying to move, but the captain had me pinned to the floor, as she was heavier than she looked. “How… hnnnn… then turn it off!”

a strand laugh came from the captain. “The buttons… ffff… it broke… we got to… a few minutes.”

Fucking seriously. “Then pull… out.”

*Thump!*

Temboril had fallen onto her back, and was trying to suppress her moaning. Seeing that, I just resurved myself to my fate, and bit my hoof is to also suppress my own moans of pleasure.

After what felt like ten minutes of one orgasim after another, the double ended vibrating dildo ran out of power. I had no strength to move, my hips feeling like jelly. Tamboril managed to crawl out, and up next to me, and if she wanted to cuddle, I was not going to say no.

“Right… Scout Sizzle… let me introduce you to your new partner.” She pressed her head next to mine, and winked just as a flash of light blinded me. When my eyes finally recovered, hovering above the ground was a Orthrus drone. The twittermight looking robot had no paint, just chrome, and what looked like a camera on its undercarriage. “This is Sleuth, a stealth recon drone. It should help you complete your mission.”

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Personal log 04

Though it was nice to get some of my videos back, what happened between me and the captain was a bit awkward. Hot, but awkward. Still, it's good to have some of my videos back, but first I need to get some rest, my cunt is a bit numb.

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Personal log 05

Tested out the drone Sleuth, and it's amazing! I can actually see through its camera by switching the signal for my left eye with that of the camera on the drone, and it's stealth mode, and remote control makes it real easy to follow a pony around without getting caught. Though it's odd seeing myself in third pony view, almost like I'm spying on myself. I'm not much into exabitionisim, but with Sleuth, I might give it a shot, all I need is a partner in crime.

Fun note, looks like one of the other scouts has started a relationship with a local stallion, the two were going at it hard in the stalls. Fuck I love my new drone.

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Personal log 06

Got reprimanded by the captain, as it turns out Sleuth is programed to send out the occasional report to the captains pipbuck. It's a program that’s deeply tied into the drones spell matrix, so no way to mess with it without destroying Sleuth. So the captain found out about the video I made of that other scout, the traitor. I had to run around the base until the sun set, thought my lungs were going to burst.

But on a more exciting note, the captain did promise to give me another reward if I'm successful with my next mission. Is it odd to now be sex friends with your superior officer? It's probably best not to ask anypony about it, she does still have the rest of my videos.

Also, I've been having a strange thought now that I know my next mission… What does griffin dick feel like. ;p

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Chapter Two, End