Fallout Equestria: Not so Free Love

To Flask's surprise, not many ghouls wanted to leave, but they were glad to learn about how to turn off the bomb collars. It turned out that they were planning to take over the mine itself, in a few generations, after the cult nationally died off or got killed by the wasteland. A grim, but understandable train of thought.

Most of the ghouls from her old community had joined Flask, along with Gecko, liking the idea of their own community again, without the bomb collars. So, as they trotted, Flask told her story.

“Seriously, the Rippers! Damn Copper to Tartarus, damn him all the way down. If only I wasn't stuck in that mine.” Cast Iron growled.

“It's okay now, they're all dead.” Flask told him.

Cask raised his one existing eyebrow. “How, and who?”

With a smile and a wink, Flask explained what had happened. A lot of bad memories returned of her being the clan whore, and how she had to let them fuck her dally. She didn't go into detail about that, but her being compliant with them to avoid the worst was enough for them to understand what happened to her. It did let her slowly poison the Rippers, making them addicted to her, along with how she carefully killed their medicine mare and her appearance to take over their role.

Flask then mentioned her and Cast Iron's daughter, Centrifuge.

“D… Daughter? That can't be right, ghouls are sterile, how are you sure?” Cast asked in pure doubt with a hint of hope.

“She's got your eyes, and is like a living ghoul. Actually, I think radiation heals her, even makes her eyes glow like yours.” Flask told him.

Cast still looked skeptical, but not as doubtful now. Then he sighed. “Even if she's not mine… a foal needs a father.” Flask had gotten him out of that mine, so even if it was a raider foal, he would at least help it become a civilized pony.

Flask felt a little hurt by that, but she did understand. After all, she was lucky to not have been impregnated by the raiders like the other mares had. And like he said, ghouls were serial, or so everypony thought.

She then went and told him how the Rippers met their end. How she teamed up with Ghost, the intelligent mutant Cragiclaw, and rescued Centrifuge. It was a rather grotesque story, but Flask felt it was best to be honest, including her experiments on the raiders, but left out about her birthing hybrid twins. Everypony was shocked to hear, even Hanna, but none were sympathetic to the raiders.

“And you're sure it's safe?” One ghoul asked.

“Other than Ghost, all the Cragiclaws have left. The biggest danger is the radiation, it's the main reason I left, as we were all going to need rad-away at some point.” I informed them, an issue the ghouls didn’t need to worry about.

“That's when I picked up Hanna, even found my sister. Oh and Coppers dead now.” I said with a smile. “He was hiding out with a band of raiders, and I got your location from him, before I decapitated him.”

Cast Iron looked somber for a long moment. “That horrendous fool. Not a day went by that I didn't think about strangling him. And I once thought of him as my best friend too. Thank you Flask, as horrible as it is, thank you for killing him for us. We don't know if that evil was always in him, or if the radiation had affected his brain, but he needed to be put down.”

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The journey was long, but with a single destination in mind, they made good time. Whenever they needed to restock, Flask, Gecko, and Hanna went to a local settlement to trade. Though with a much larger group, it was much harder to get what they needed, but between their individual skills, it wasn't hard to scrape out the bare minimum.

Though Flask and Gecko had to provide a bit extra at one stop, using their bodies as currency for what they needed. A rather common accordance in the wasteland, but one Flask hoped not to have to do. Gecko on the other hoof was fine with the idea of prostitution, not that she enjoyed it, but that she just accepted it for what it was.

Eventually they got to the Talon compound, where Hanna's contract came to an end. Flask offered for Hanna to join her, but the griffin was a talon through and through, and her place was with her own kind. Though she did say she'd miss them.

“So this is the ghoul!” Bunsen said in shock. “He's… well, not that ghoulish?” Flask's sister inspected Cast Iron, looking rather impressed, though still somewhat disturbed. “You can almost dismiss his appearance for a skin condition.”

Cast let out a sigh. “I used to look a lot better too. But eventually it's all going to, you know, rot away.”

“A right same too. You must have been quite the stud before… you know.” Bunsen said, poking his chest playfully.

“You know it, I was the second most popular stallion in my community, until the radiation leak.” Cast boosted before glancing over at Flask suspiciously. “She's definitely your sister, you both got those hungry eyes.”

Flask and Bunsen looked at each other and giggled.

“Say, Bunsen, you want to return with me. I know it's…” Flask began to ask, only to be interrupted by a hug from her sister.

“Say no more, it's time I left anyways.” Bunsen told her sister with a hint of desperation in her voice.

“What about Harris?” Flask asked her little sister.

She let out a long sigh. “He's… not going to be happy about it, but it's not safe for me here… turns out I've pissed off a lot of hens, and Harris got a big contract coming up. One way or another, I'll be gone by the time he gets back.”

Flask didn't need her sister to spell it out, and she wasn't all that surprised. “Well, we're heading out in the morning… go have fun until then.”

They shared another hug before parting ways. For Flask It was good to know that she was going to have her sister again, and who knows, maybe they can find her a new stallion. But right now they had a safe place to sleep, and some privacy. Gecko had already trotted off to spend the night with Hanna, and Flask made sure she had her own private room too.

Taking Cast with her, the two shared a meal together. “It's nice having a proper roof again.” Cast said.

“Even better once were at my place… though it needs a lot of work.” Flask told him as she fluttered her eyes.

“Say Flask,” he said nervously. “You really shouldn't get your hopes up… about me. I may still look… fresh, but after these two years and a half, I'm not.”

She took a deep breath, worried about this exact thing. “I was worried about that too.”

“Sorry, but it was inevitable that my… you know what would stop working.” He admitted.

“It's fine.” Flask then trotted over to her bag, bending down and shaking her rear as she pulled out a vile. “Drink this!” She said, shoving the potion into his muzzle.

Forced to drink the sickly sweet liquid, a wave of energy washed over Cast, energy he hadn't felt in a long time, along with an erection. “H… how?” He asked in shocked astonishment, it had been so long since he had an erection that it actually hurt a little.

“Been experimenting with aphrodisiacs, and an odd plant grows near where I live, real potent stuff.” Flask said as she studied Cast's cock. To her relief it was still intact, so she was sure it was safe for him to use it. “It's actually a bit too potent and makes a pony extremely fertile.”

Cast raised an eyebrow at that. “How fertile?”

Flask let out a sigh. “The reason why I had to wait so long before looking for you was because I got pregnant because of the prototype.” awkwardly smiling at him, she then admitted, “Not the raiders fortunately, I made sure of that, but with the mutant… I got two hybrid foals waiting for me along with your daughter.”

This took Cast aback, still unsure about him being a father. Then Flask drank the rest of the potion, surprising him as she kissed him on the lips. “I know it's dumb, but let's test if it works on ghouls too.”

It was probably because he was a ghoul and she wasn't, but Flask already looked drunk, and he was sure there were hearts in her eyes, while he was still sober. Well, mostly sober. Kissing her back, Cast Iron had so many questions, but all that could wait until he emptied his blue balls, nothing else mattered at that moment.

Pushed back, Cast let Flask sit on his face as she began jacking him off and licking his member, Cast himself getting to work licking. Both ponies, due to the potion, were extra sensitive and both quickly began getting covered in the others fluids. Flask rocked hip as took all of Cast deep in her throat, her body quivering for more.

When she couldn't hold back any more, Flask crawled forward and Cast grabbed on her hips forcefully, cock twitching for more. He was like a beast now, and he was going to devour her until he was satisfied. No elegance, no warm embrace, no sense of shame or inhibitions, just cardinal pleasure of vicious fucking of lovers.

Flask needed this so much.

And when she felt his hot irradiated cum enter her, it caused her to climax. Nothing had felt as good as Cast Iron, and Flask was sure of that now. Even if she wasn't tight like her first time with him, he still felt good in her. And as he continued to pump his seed into her, Flask couldn't help but moan out, “Impregnate me again!” The thought of it only made her even more horny.

. . .

As morning came, Flask never felt so sore in her life. Oh the raiders left her limp some days, but none of that was fun, just a painful chore she had to suffer. Ghost too left her hips dislocated in a good way, but he was too cold blooded to comfort her. But this soreness felt good, a deep satisfying sourness she would never regret. And the after sex cuddling soothed her soul.

“So that's why you made that crap.” Hanna said as she loomed over Flask and Cast, a disheveled Gecko behind her.

“I might have some more if you want it?” Flask offered.

Disgust formed on the griffin's face. “Fuck no, it made me strait once, and I still have nightmares about it.” Hanna wasn't quite lying, as she did have dreams about getting railed like that, and though she disliked that it was with a stallion, she very much enjoyed the dream.

“Could I try it?” Gecko asked.

Flask tossed the nearly empty potion to the blind mare, not really giving a shit, and a bit curious if she was willing to help in her experiments. “go for it.”

Before Hanna could stop her, Gecko drank the last sip of it. “Oh wow, this is sweet.”

Hanna slapped her claw to her face. “What the fuck is wrong with you ponies?”

As Gecko's face began to blush, Flask let out a laugh. “Probably because we're crazy.”

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After several more days, they finally made it back home. The ruined raider base did leave a lot to be desired, but it was far enough away from everything to be safe from most of the wasteland. Fortunately much of the raider decorations had long since been burnt or buried, so other than crudely drawn on tents, it was a halfway decent place.

Flintknife had been waiting for them, having seen them coming miles off, the large tribal mare grinning at Flask as she trotted over. “So you did it!”

Flask smiled back, “Got the mushrooms, revenge, and the pony I was looking for.”

Giving Flask a big hug, Flintknife lifted her off the ground. “That's wonderful news! Now the foals don't have to worry!”

Letting her go, Flask was then able to introduce Flintknife to the others, “this is my friend, and the chieftain's wife.”

“The chieftain? You mean the big old mutant you told us about, Ghost, right?” Bunsen asked.

Flask nodded. “We just call him that because he's big and protects the area. I'm sure you all will get along just fine.”

Entering the encampment, Flask heard the squeaky voice of her little daughter. “M…mommy!” looking over, the small filly clumsily trotted over, and was scooped up by Flask, who gave her a tight and long hug.

“I'm back, and I'm not going anywhere again.” She told Centrifuge, then presented her to Cast Iron. “And look, I found your daddy!”

Cast looked at the small filly, both confused and shocked. She looked like a small Flask Shaker, but with purple eyes, the same eyes he still had for now. The same freckles as him, and even the same purple highlights in her mane. “Shes… shes… my daughter!” Tears welled up in Cast Iron’s eyes as he gently took the filly, hugging her. “I'm… a father!”

Flask patted him on the shoulder, a sense of completion filling her. Something she once thought she'd never have, a family of her own, though as abnormal as it was, it was hers.

And if her research was correct, by giving Cast and herself that potion, their family would grow by at least one more. But she'd have to wait a bit to find that out.