Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale

Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale, Chapter Twelve

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Trotting around it took some time to get used to the slight numbness in my leg. It caused me to be a bit clumsy as I moved around at first, but after a while I finally got my trot rhythm back in line. It was good to be able to move about normally again, no pain, no limping.

Finding Tripwire, he also seemed pleased that I was back to normal.

“Got metal in my leg now, but I can trot normally again!” I gleefully said, showing off the patched of shaved fur on my back leg.

“Good, and you will have the rest of the day off to recover fully as well. I'll need to talk with a few ponies before we can move out again. Their friends of mine. Care to join me?” Tripwire asked.

I couldn't help but say, "yes!"

Giving me a nod, Tripwire trotted back to the Ursa's Den, where I followed him to some backroom area. This part of the casino was much more dimly lit, with smoke from the different cigarettes, cigars, and other pip inhalants making a hazy fog. The glowing outline on the floor was the only real way to see where I was going, leading to several booths, each with a view of a stage.

To my surprise there was a zebra up on the stage, her stripes painted in neon paint and glowing in the black light. She skillfully wrapped herself around a pole and tempted several ponies nere the stage. Some of which would toss casino chips onto the stage to get her attention.

It was not just the mare on stage, but on the floor were mares and stallions who also had the neon paint on them like makeup trotting around. Their uniforms were a bit different too, not having shorts on, but an even smaller cloth that tightly hugged their hips and the backend that hung below the tail. It was so tight on them that as I passed an employee, I could see the outline of their privates. The mare herself strutted, the back cloth making her tail somewhat raised as it swished it, as though she wanted sompony to see it.

I made sure to get a look at one of the stallions, and they two trotted with a strut, with a package on display, bearly held in by the thin cloth.

Stopping at a booth, Tripwire and I took our seats. When one of the mares offered me a drink, I had to turn her down. "Just saw the doctor, got to wait a few hours before drinking mam."

She shrugged then hoofed Tripwire a drink and moved on.

"Um, Tripwire, what is this place? It's a bit… I don't know." I asked nervously.

He didn't look all that happy about being in this place as he answered. "This is the Red Light Showroom, basically a brothel but with more presentation. One of my… friends, prefers to meet here. It also has the advantage of making it incredibly hard to eavesdrop on others, so as loathed as I am to admit it, it's not a bad place for a business meeting."

It slowly clicked as I eyed one of the workers, with how they advertised themselves. This must have been what Cornbread had told me about. When one of the stallions passed by, I couldn't help but think that it would only cost some caps, and I could ride his pole.

"Oh there you are Tripwire." Spoke what sounded like a young colt as a hooded figure trotted to the booth. "By the Goddess, why must we come to such a filthy place. I doubt our prayers could even be heard over this horrid music."

My jaw went slack as I saw the pony, a much older and very thin unicorn stallion had taken a seat, he was pure white all over except for his deep sunken in red eyes. He seemed sickly, and his horn slightly bent and cracked. Yet despite how ragged he looked his voice sounded far too young and smooth.

It unnerved me deeply.

"Grinder's choice, and you know how hard it is to change his mind." Tripwire said before motioning his hooves over to me. "Angel, this is Lottery, my wasteland scout."

Angel smiled, his mouth filled with crooked and yellowed teeth. "The one who got you safely around all those dangers. If only we had a mare like her in my flock, for the foal's safety alone."

Though he sounded kind, the disconnect between his voice and the old stallion sitting near me was a bit too much. But I did my best to be polite.

"Thanks… my Pa taught me all about survival." I said, giving Angel a smile.

"How wonderful, so many foals are not properly taught such important things these days. So many fall to the horrors of sin that it breaks my heart. It's why we must follow the example of the great and powerful Goddess, even if she no longer has her physical form. Even now she speaks to me, wanting to help her children." Angel spoke with all sincerity.

"Oh, Ma and Pa would teach me and my siblings something similar. That even if Celestia and Luna aren't with us anymore, that doesn't mean they're not with us in spirit." I said, finding a bit of a connection with the creepy stallion.

"Oh yes, that goddess." The familiar voice of Onyx spoke up as the beautiful mare trotted to the booth, escorted by two rather beefy stallions. "Angel Dolly, faith is good and all, but it can't put food in your belly. So next time you require more money, go through me first, and not spend it on your vanity project."

"The chapel is not some vanity project, it is essential for the faithful to have a place of worship. The Goddess demands it so." Angel retorted.

Onyx just sighed and slid her way into the booth, scooting to Tripwire's other side and getting uncomfortable close to him. She even shot me a dirty glare.

"Well caps aren't infinite Angel Dolly, and I'm still working on a stable supply of them." Onyx spoke with an annoyed tone, rubbing her head on Tripwire's shoulder. "Just organizing those groups to not step on each other's hooves had been horrible for my completion. If it was not for Tripwire's support, there would be no caps at all right now."

"Wealth not shared is one of the heads of evil, that I am grateful to sir Tripwire for. But I still cannot neglect the needs of my flock, or the commands of the Goddess." Angel said with no hint of doubt or regret.

"It's fine." Tripwire spoke up, "I have a solution to our financial problems for now. It should carry us until we have a stable income. That said, Angel, at least pass it through Onyx if you need any additions to your chapel. I'm sure Onyx can provide what you need at a lower cost."

"The great and powerful Goddess deserves the best materials for her chapel, not discounted trash!" Angel protested.

"And you will get them, in time. But right now we must all work together, or we will all suffer together. Like we did under Redeye." Tripwire said calmly to the old stallion.

Angel slowly relaxed, and then took a deep breath. "That I remember, and how he allowed such a tragedy befall us all. I will endeavor to work with you, for the good of my flock."

"And for the good of our cap pouch." Onyx added.

She then looked at me, her nose turned up. "So why is she here?"

"She is here because she is needed. Unless you know how to trot through the wasteland and not attract every mutated beast miles around." Tripwire said in my defense, making me smile wide at the bitch.

Onyx just rolled her eyes. "Can't we just hire Talons, or some other mercenaries. I know we're budgeting our caps, but you gotta be able to do better than a wasteland nopony."

"This wasteland nopony wiped out the Corps Dancers Raiders, fuck you very much." I said back to her with pride.

She clucked her tongue at me. "Bitch, if you want to try me, I'll show you how we put whores like you in line back in Fill-"

"Onyx Heart, will you shut up!" Tripwire growled.

The bitchy mare clamped her muzzle shut, and her gaze lowered to the table.

With a sigh, Tripwire continued. "You, Angel, I, and even Grinder know that we are not in the most secure position right now. The less ponies know what we're doing, the easier it will be to get ourselves established. Anyways, not only has the cost of mercenaries tripled thanks to Gwadina, but they tend to get ideas if not under a binding contract. We need Lottery because she's not going to cause waves, she's not going to draw attention to us, and she's not going to have any funny ideas."

The praise sounded a little weird, but whatever.

A bellowing laugh then caught us by surprise as a hulking stallion came right up to our booth. The scars on his face and body stood out on his dull light blue cote, and made his short bright red mane seem even brighter. Then he smiled at me, showing two rows of polished metallic teeth. The sight of which sent a cold shiver of fear down my spine.

"So this is your new bitch, Tripwire?" The large stallion said with a considerably deep and intimidating voice.

"This is, Lottery, my scout." Tripwire addressed the stallion before motioning for him to take a seat. "Lottery, this is our last member, Grinder. He may be an intimidating pony, but so long as you're with me, you have nothing to fear from him."

His words were a little comforting, but it didn't stop me from feeling unsafe with Grinder looking at me.

"Ya… please to meet you… Grinder. What do you do… well what do any of you do?" I asked the group.

Still smiling, Grinder trotted over Angel and sat next to me, his size making me feel even smaller. "Well my little piece of meat, I'm what you can call a thoroughbred war pony. My family has been warriors and training warriors for generations. If you ever want a real stallion to fuck ya raw, that's me."

Tripwire cleared his throat as he gave Grinder a look that clearly said "shut up."

Tripwire then explained. "What Grinder's role in my bringing order to the wasteland is the training of a new security force. As you have seen, the wasteland is filled with all sorts of horrors. This means that if we are unable to even defend ourselves, we might as well be dead meat. He will help prevent that."

Grinder then snarled. "Ya, and this time ponies like Redeye won't be able to take us by surprise. Right Tripwire?"

"Certainly, this time there will be no way we will lose what is ours." Tripwire said calmly, then motioned to Onyx. "Miss Onyx is in charge of recruitment and establishing trade deals. Fortunately several of her family connections survived Redeye's purge. But it has taken time to repair what has been damaged."

Onyx snuggled Tripwire's leg. "It's been like herding cats as the old saying goes. But I've managed to work miracles."

Lastly, Tripwire motioned his hooves to the old albino stallion. "Angel here is our community organizer, and is leading a new settlement we are building. As times change, ponies are going to need a safe place to live, work, and raise their families."

Angel held his hooves together as he spoke. "All thanks to the mercy of the great and powerful Goddess that we have found each other. Together may we make a great and powerful future."

It all began to make sense as I rattled their words in my mind. "I get it now. Starting a new settlement and growing it into something bigger. Making the wasteland a safer place by building a new civilization, it's genius." I then paused, not seeing how I would fit into it. "I wish I could do more than just be a guide."

Tripwire then smiled at me. "Actually there is a role you can fill once things get started." My ears perked up at this. "Well two roles actually. One, we're going to need somepony to teach others how to farm. From what you've told me about yourself, you have quite a lot of knowledge about farming, and with how many mouths were expected to feed, we will need a lot of farms."

"And the other thing?" I asked, hoping it was something like being by his side.

He leaned in, looking me in the eyes. "You have a talent for getting to places other ponies can't easily go. Keeping unseen, and getting around dangers. I'm sure with some training, you can become an invaluable pony to our great plan, as an enforcer."

I felt a bit disappointed and a little confused. "An… enforcer?"

"Yes, an enforcer." Tripwire said with jubilation. "As we build and grow, there will be those who wish to tear us down. Where Grinder's forces are busy defending our walls or rooting out the obvious threats. You will be hunting down those who slip through the cracks. Imagine, you will become the next hero, like the Stable Dweller, but with a true goal in mind."

My heart thumped as I imagined it. Lottery, the defender of a new civilization, slayer of raiders and bringer of order. It was like a dream come true, a once in a lifetime opportunity.

I would truly be the dumbest mare in all the wasteland to not accept it.

Tripwire stretched out his hoof to me. "So, Lottery, are you on board?"

A fat smile formed on my face as I hugged him. "Oh yes, I'm fucking in!"

Letting him go, Tripwire levitated his drink over to himself, taking a long sip. "Then tomorrow we move out to get the final piece we need. After that, we make history."

I then grabbed his drink, finishing it off myself. "Tomorrow we become heroes!" I announced loudly.

A bellowing laugh came Grinder again as he called an employee over, demanding some drinks.

Sitting back I couldn't help but feel giddy. The memories of the raiders and the mare Chilly were still fresh in my mind, but now there was real hope to prevent that from happening again. I was going to help start a new age of peace, I just knew it. I'll be able to show Ma and Pa that it is safe to come back out into the wasteland, that all the bad ponies are truly gone.

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As the day went on, thankfully both Angel and Grinder had left, but Onyx insisted on staying. Even after we left the red light room, she didn't go away, clinging to Tripwire.

It pissed me off, but I don't want to cause a scene in front of Tripwire, and I was sure she knew it.

"Hit me!" Onyx said to the dealer, receiving a card. Then she huffed as she folded.

"Hit" I said, and the card I got put me at twenty two, over what I needed to win. So I folded as well.

Tripwire just held onto the hoof he had, and when it was time to show that hoof, he was one number above the dealer, winning the small pot.

Rubbing him with her elbow, Onyx chuckled. "Always the winner. Aren't you?"

"Victory favors the prepared and observant." He responded as he tossed one of the higher bet chips to the dealer, who quietly took it, dripping the chip into some unseen compartment. "Also it favors those who know when to call it a day."

Getting out of his seat, he pocketed the chips he won, all while eyeing some large stallion paying a lot of attention to our table. "It's also wise to never leave a place with too heavy of a pocket. Let me take the two of you out shopping, my treat."

I rubbed right up on him, finding it hard to suppress a smile. Both from joy, and probably the alcohol in my system. "Oh, can we go to the gift shop? I never did get to browse what they got."

"Not a bad idea, we will need a few odds and ends to restock." Onyx agreed.

Following Tripwire, we came to the old gift shop, it was more of a general store that sat across from the clothing shop that Molo and I had gone to. Here there was a bunch of fixed up and polished junk, preserved snack foods, raw materials I could use to fix up my gun or armor. There were also a lot of trinkets of multi-colored bears that looked similar to the employees.

My eyes fell onto a stuffed plush bear that looked absolutely adorable, it even had a big bow attached to the back of its neck.

"Interested in foal toys are you?" Onyx snickered at me.

"What… no. Just looking." I told her as I forced myself to move on.

She laughed again. "Oh good, and here I thought Tripwire was starting to have a thing for foals." She then presented me with a box filled with squares of glowing powder. I quickly understood it to be a makeup kit. "For an adult like you, you should have more adult-like things like this."

She was being a bit too friendly for my liking. Not long ago she was being outright bitchy to me over Tripwire, but now it was like we're friends. I didn't trust it, and knew she wanted me to do something stupid, but I decided to play along.

"What other adult-like stuff would you suggest?" I asked her.

Onyx smiled. "First off, that outfit of yours is so… two hundred years ago. And…" she flicked at my ears. "You're a bit too clean looking. You need to be more fierce."

I'd be lying if I had said I was not intrigued. "Alright, how do I get myself to look more… fierce?"

"Follow me." She said before waving at Tripwire. "Sugar stud, you can go on ahead of us. I'm going to make, Lottery all pretty."

"Just try and not spend too much and send me the bill when you're done." He responded.

Taking me to the clothing store Onyx went far back, where there was a manikin in a similar outfit as the red light ponies. "First off you're going to need this, this and…, ya this too."

Nothing she grabbed looked like real clothes, just pieces of cloth and string. "You sure, I might as well go out with nothing if I have this little on?"

"Where is the magic in that? It's not like you're like, Angel Doll." She said as she grabbed what looked like netting.

Cocking an eyebrow, I had to ask. "Isn't Angel's name just Angel?"

She paused for a moment, smiling as though she just thought of something amusing. "Yes, his name is just Angel."

"Then why the doll part?" I pressed.

"Because he is like a doll." Onyx responded.

I became more confused. "... like a doll?"

Onyx looked me in the eyes, an awkward smile on her face as though trying to hold in her amusement. "He has no dick and balls, they were removed after he was born. It's why his voice is so creepy, because he never had the balls to drop."

Horrors welled up in me at hearing that. "Who would do such a thing?"

She shrugged. "Clearly his family, you saw that he's an albino, it means he's a mutant. Where we're from, mutation was common and had to be culled. Otherwise we would have feral ponies all over the place, cannibalizing any normal pony they see."

"Still, to do that to a foal, and have to live with it." I lamented.

Onyx patted me on the head with a smile. "Oh you innocent little pony. Let's just change the topic and say that in the end, Angel came out on top... mostly. And we can at least be sure he's safe with children."

I was unsure if what she said was good or bad, but I already trusted her this much.

She then looked closely at me, and tugged at my ear. "Before we put all this on, let's get those pierced."

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I trotted out of a restroom after Onyx had finished applying my new case of makeup on, feeling weird about it. It just felt too much, but then again I knew next to nothing about the fashion out here.

Firstly it was hard to trot with heels on my back hooves, which forced me to move with a strut. I had almost fallen over just trotting out because of them. Then the socks, called fishnets, which were barely anything, were tightly dug into my legs, and held up by a thing called a garter belt.

Secondly the makeup was thickly applied and felt too… loud. Didn't help they glowed in the black light, neon pinks, greens, and blues. Then a pair of big hooped earrings, which felt wrong on my ears, but that probably was just me needing to get used to them.

Thirdly was the clothes themselves. The fishnet crop top and cropped jacket wasn't that bad, but the thick coaker with a tag hanging off it felt strange. When I asked what the tag said, Onyx told me it was a word for an empowered mare. Then covering my rear was the same thing that the red light ponies had, which I found that it naturally pushed up on my tail, forcing me to keep it lifted for comfort.

I didn't look like me at all, and I was unsure about trotting around like this. Worse, I could feel eyes on me, more than before, and a lot more intense.

"Lottery sugger, you are absolutely ravishing, utterly sexy!" Onyx said to me, sporting the same makeup, but not as thickly applied. "You know, I could never pull off a look like that, but you, only a mare like you can make it work. It fits you perfectly. "

I was a little flattered by that, and started to feel a bit more comfortable. Onyx was doing all this for me and I had been nothing but bitchy to her. Maybe I had been too hasty about her.

She then bumped my flank with hers. "Say, you want to take a trot around town before going to see Tripwire?"

"I'd rather just go see Tripwire… but if you say so." I said letting Onyx take the lead.

As we trotted out and into Ursa's Rest, I felt more eyes on me, making me uncomfortable. Onyx seemed to notice as she chuckled.

"Don't be shy, Lottery, they are just mesmerized by your beauty. I'm sure if you wanted a stallion, right now all you need to do is stand around and they will come to you." She tried to reassure me, but I didn't like the idea of a random stallion just trotting up to me like that.

Though I had to admit that I did feel "sexy" as I trotted around. All the eyes on me attest to that. But I couldn't bring myself to like this, it just didn't feel like me. I much rather have my puffy hat and dress than what could barely be called clothes.

A hard slap on my flank snapped me out of my own head as I turned to see three rather drunk looking stallions.

"Say babe, *hic* want to come with us, show you *hic* a good time?" The drunk pony slurred.

I felt a nudged from Onyx. "What do you say, if they're interested, then why not."

"Interested in what?" I asked, feeling both confused and really uncomfortable.

Onyx then leaned in and whispered. "To fuck, have a three way, I'll even join in."

Gently, I pushed her away. "No…. No, no, no. Not happening." I said to myself before turning to the stallions. "Sorry, but I already have a stallion, I don't need anypony else."

The stallion grimaced at me. "Then why you dressed like a-"

One of the two other stallions slapped the first upside the head before addressing me. "No problems mam, sorry for holding you up."

The three then moved on, quietly arguing with each other and then laughing.

"Oh too bad." Onyx said in disappointment.

"Not too bad, and I'm done… I want to see Tripwire." I huffed out before turning to make my way to the motel, almost tripping again as I trotted.

Once away from the crowd, I saw Tripwire with his suit hung up, he gently filling his hooves. Bounding to him, I almost buried my face into his chest, just remembering the makeup at the last moment.

"Who… oh, Lottery. You look... different." Tripwire said, his gaze slowly looking past me. "Your work, Onyx?"

From behind, Onyx practically hugged me, almost pushing my head in Tripwire's lap. "You know it. What do you think, it suits her, right?"

Tripwire raised an eyebrow as he said. "Onyx..."

"Oh don't give me that, you know it's true." She said as she pressed her head next to mine.

I then froze as I felt Onyx feeling me up. One of her hooves was in between my back legs, rubbing me. Her other hoof reached out to Tripwire and tapped his sheath.

"You did say she needs training, so why don't I teach her a few things." She said next to my ear as I began to squirm.

I was fine with Tripwire, and even that mule, but having a mare touch me like this felt wrong.

"Alright." Tripwire said, and I froze again, watching as his dick slowly grew in front of me.

A chuckle came from Onyx as she held me tight. "Alright, Lottery, I'm going to show you how to please a stallion."

This… didn't make me happy... but if Tripwire was okay with it, then I would try to like it.

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I must have passed out as I didn't remember stopping to take a rest, just waking up with Tripwire between me and Onyx. How long had we been going at it, I didn't know, just that I let Onyx do what she wanted.

Strangely I hurt all over, like I had taken a tumble down a hill. It felt wrong, nothing like the other times after sex.

Checking my own body, some of the clothes were still on me, some had been thrown about the room. As I tried to swallow some spit to find that my choker was way too tight, only now noticing it was hard to breathe. Sitting up to loosen it, my body twitched, feeling something rather solid in me where something shouldn't be.

It slowly came back to me, though hazy. Onyx had given me something, pills I think, then something that forced air into my mouth. Everything then started to spin as it felt like time had slowed down. My body had then become quite sensitive, which was both thrilling and terrifying. Then as I was riding Tripwire, feeling everything, she tightened my choker, making it hard to breathe. Fear and pressure had enthralled me all before I passed out.

It was fuzzy, but I think I remember waking up for a moment. Onyx was on me, doing something with me as her hoof razed. Then I think I heard Tripwire say "not her face." Before it went dark again.

It must have been another bad dream, I was sure of it.

Curling up next to Tripwire, I saw he was covered in lipstick marks. "Ya, you would never let that happen to me." I quietly whispered as I rested my head under his foreleg, and drifted back to sleep.

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