Fallout Equestria: Not so Free Love

Ruffled Feathers.

Leaving the home of her new friend, Cloudy Sunrise made her way to her work. All she was doing was cleaning rooms, but it was enough to buy herself food, which she was grateful for. Having nearly starved to death after hiding in that abandoned shack, she had been slowly recovering. She'd likely still have died if Star Charter had not taken her in, fed her, and even found her work.

Still, it hurt her to know that somewhere, out there, her father was likely dead, having died alone while trying to scavenge. She knew he tried to find work here in New Appaloosa, but nopony wanted to hire a pegasus like them, not after what the Enclave did years ago. So he had to go further and further out, taking longer and longer trips just to earn enough caps to feed her and pay the rent on their shitty shack.

Then one day he never returned.

A loud snap caused Cloudy to freeze in shock, the feeling of eyes on her had her worried, as though she was being hunted. She wanted to just fly away, but because of how malnourished she was, many of her feathers had fallen out, making flight impossible for now.

"He… hello?" She called out. The wasteland still scared her, even if she was in this town, she knew that most ponies still hated her for something she didn't do.

"Hey there!" Star Charter spoke up loudly, causing Cloudy to jump in surprise. "Oh, sorry! Forgot that you're still skittish and all."

Cloudy shock her head. "N… no, it's fine. Aren't you supposed to be working?"

Star rolled her eyes. "The boss said it's okay if I go get ya, and it's not like a bar fight will happen just because I'm gone." She was a beautiful mare with a sea blue cote and sea green mane, all made sexier by her dancers outfit she had on. A hostess, dancer and bouncer, Cloudy couldn't help but feel a bit enamored with the mare, and a bit jealous when she flirted with other ponies as part of her job. She thanked Celestia that Star never worked in the Brothel, or that would have broken her already weak heart. "Now let's get going, some asshole made a big mess and we can't use the room, the boss promised to pay ya extra if you take care of it." Star told her.

Cloudy cringed a little. The brothel rooms were always a Goddess awful place to clean up, but it did pay well. "Th… thanks, Star."

"No problem. Anyways I owe ya for looking after my Bridget while I'm working. It hurts me to be away from her, but I can't rely on mom to make all the caps." Star said as she gave me a hug.

Cloudy cracked a smile. "You owe me nothing. I mean, your daughter is adorable, looking after her is hardly work."

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At the Ruffled Feathers tavern, Cloudy got to work. Thankfully being given a gas mask as she cleans a room better set on fire. It made her miss the clouds, with how easy to clean everything was up in the sky. But that was a thing of the past now, and not likely to return in her lifetime.

Her father knew that, and that's why he didn't join any of the Enclave Remnants.

Tossing the waste far enough outside to not let the smell come back into the tavern, Cloudy trotted back into the tavern and removed the gas mask. Breathing in the cigarette smoke filled air, it was at least better than what she just threw out.

Trotting to the main floor from the back, Cloudy watched as Star Danced on stage, wearing some exotic silk dress. It was absolutely enthralling to watch her spin and bend around the pole.

"She's one of a kind." The boss, Waterspout said. He was an older hippogriff that built this tavern on the edge of town, and though sleazy, he never did her wrong or showed her any hostility.

Cloudy nodded, finding it hard to disagree. "When nopony would help me after I got tossed out of my shack, she stepped up and took me in when nopony else would. But why is she dancing right now? Isn't it off hours for that?"

Waterspout chuckled. "She is just practicing, keeping her body toned and such. It's why I lent her my cursed dress, since it'll help with her mussel memory." He then looked down at me. "Once you fill out more you can give it a shot."

looking at her rather ragged wing, and seeing one of the bald spots, Cloudy became insecure. "With what I've been earning, even if I wanted to, I doubt I could do anything much any time soon. Maybe ever."

The hippogriff sighed. "Too true. But at least you're recovering. Just let me know if you're able and willing to do any extra jobs, as you can tell, we don't have any pegasus hostesses here. Variety is good business, and I can tell you'll make good money. I'll even take on your debt the damn mayor holds over you, and unlike that asshole I won't charge you that excessive interest."

"I… I'll think about it." She told the boss, still unsure about even working here. Not like I had a choice since it was the only place that would hire me. But if she had a choice, she really wanted to do something involving writing. Unfortunately, her education in both modern and classical ponish had almost no value out in the wasteland.

Returning to her work, the amount of garbage left behind was like an unending battle. The ponies below really didn't care about cleaning up after themselves. It really was a culture shock to her how little value most things had down here, But then again, back in the Enclave everything had to be recycled, no matter how small. But down here, it was just the trash of the old world left behind.

Just then she felt a slap on her rear, causing her to jump, and hit her head on the underside of a table. Of which she then heard laughter.

Stepping back and looking to see who did it, she saw four rather rough looking stallions, all looking at her in a way that she was not comfortable with.

"P… please don't do that. I… I'm not a hostesses." I told them.

One of them chuckled and shrugged, "sorry about that miss, ya just looked too cute to not give ya a slap."

Cloudy pulled on her gray jumpsuit with her wing, it was too big and hid her figure. This left her feeling confused, as she knew she was far from looking good in any way. And though she could use the complements, she didn't like getting them from these kind of stallions.

"W… well, I can get a hostess f… for you. But please d… don't interfere with m… my work." Cloudy tried to tell them, her nervousness showing through.

Another stallion then tossed a cap over to Cloudy, in which she caught in-between her hooves. "Oh, but we don't want the other mares here, we'd like to have… you." He said.

This didn't feel right to Cloudy, but if they wanted her, and were willing to pay, she could at least listen. So she pocketed the cap. "Ah… okay. But I don't think I'd make a good hostess for you."

They all chucked, which concerned Cloudy.

"Oh that's fine, we don't want ya as a drinking buddy." The third stallion said, and pointed up at the brothel rooms. "We were thinking to treat ya real good, show ya a good time."

Cloudy felt a deep pit in her stomach grow as she realized they wanted to fuck her. It was too much for her to even considering.

Then the fourth stallion dropped a rather heavy sounding bag on the table, in which several caps spilled out. "We pooled our funding, so there's a lot of caps if you want em."

She looked at the bag, the size and wait alone meant there was enough to get her hooves off the ground and pay off all her debts. No, there was more than that in there. But Cloudy shook her head.

"S… Sorry, but I'll need to think about it." She said before quickly trotting away to the back room.

When Cloudy took shelter in the dressing room, her flustered face was clear to see from Star's perspective. Putting her makeup down, Star trotted over and then asked. "You okay, did something happen?"

"Stallions… caps.. me!" She said between nervous muttering.

Star pulled Cloudy into a hug, which helped her calm down, "Hay now, just breath. You're safe here, so tell me everything.

Having calmed down, Cloud then told Star about the whole interaction. In which Cloudy then asked. "What should I do?"

Star thought about it for a moment, having seen the stallions before and not liking them. But that was her, and she was not Cloudy. Truthfully, despite the help Star had given to Cloudy, she knew it wasn't enough. If Cloudy couldn't pay off her debts soon, Star was sure something bad would happen to her. Prostitution wasn't the best solution, but if there were as many caps involved as she said it was, it was still a solution.

"That amount of caps would help ya pay off your fathers debt, and let you eat well enough to stop looking half dead." Star commented.

Cloudy nodded, but then shook her head. "I know that. But I don't think it's a good idea. I mean I need to pay off the debt and all, but I might regret it. I mean, what if I get pregnant, or get sick." Cloudy said, letting her worries out.

But what Cloudy was most worried about was that if Star didn't turn the idea down. She wanted Star to hold her and tell her that it's alright. That Cloudy doesn't need the caps that badly, that together they would work things out.

It was then Cloudy realized that she had feelings for Star, that she was attracted to her.

"Well I can't say much for catching a bug, but if ya tell them anal only, you will be safe from pregnancy." Star told her. Which was true, and often pays out more. Anyways, even if Cloudy did get pregnant, it would be better than having her friend vanishing in the night due to unpaid debts.

Everything then began to slow for Cloudy as the feeling of shock ran through her. "Ar… are you sure?"

Star nodded. "Ya, you can sign an agreement ahead of time with them. Though, maybe just agree to a blow job, since you're still weak." She was sure that Cloudy would still be paid well for just that, and less likely to get hurt.

"But… don't you think it's a bad idea?" Cloudy asked, hoping to hear a yes.

Instead Star shrugged. "Well it's certainly not the best option, but it's up to you. If you don't want to do it, then don't, but if you do, then do it."

"Would you stop me if I did agree?" Cloudy further asked.

"Well if you were drunk or high, then ya. Or if they were taking you out of the tavern. But if you decide on your own then I ain't stopping you." Star told her, sure that Cloudy understood what was best for herself. Though a dirty job, Star wasn't the kind of mare to get in her friends way.

But Cloudy didn't see it that way, the words making her feel as though Star didn't care.

Then a pony came around, calling for Star to deal with rowdy patrons.

"Sorry, got to go, looks like a drunk needs to be shown the door!" She said before quickly trotting out.

A long sigh came from the boss as he trotted over to Cloudy. "Don't take it the wrong way, Star does care, but… let's just say she would make a terrifying raider boss."

Cloudy looked at Waterspout in shock.

The hippogriff rolled his eyes. "Ya ya, she's too pretty to be a raider. But Star is a bit emotionally stunted. She didn't stop fighting everypony she met until her daughter was born, so best not to ask her the difference from right and wrong."

"Wait, but she's a good mare, how would she not-" Cloudy began to ask, but Waterspout cut her off.

"She is a good mare, but a dangerous one. Let's just leave it at that." The boss told Cloudy before asking, "and about that offer. You can turn them down, wait until you're stronger. Truthfully, those stallions give me a bad vibe, I say turn them down."

Cloudy didn't know why, but she shook her head. "No… I'll do it. I don't want to keep relying on Star. If it's just this once, I'll be fine." Her heart thumped with nervousness, but she had decided.

Again, Waterspout sighed. "Alright, but not right now. You need to wash up and have something to eat. I'll tell them to come back tonight, but you better show up or you're fired, okay. I can't have the ponies here not trusting my word. Even if they might be scum."

"I… yes I'll be here." She replied.

A small sack of caps was then tossed to Cloudy. "Think of this as an advanced payment, use it to get yourself in order. I'll have an outfit ready for you by tonight night.

Taking the money, Cloudy trotted out through the back, wondering how much of a fool she was.

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It felt odd to Cloudy as she was dressed up and had makeup applied to her. The working mares had gotten together to dress her up, making a white gown that covered up her bald spots, and even a veil to hide her gaunt face. Looking in the mirror, she could see the mare she use to be, with peach pink fur and a pastel pink mane. She would have cried if it wouldn't ruin her makeup.

The prostitutes all gasped as they looked at their work, fawning over the smaller pegasus. Cloudy wasn't happy about it, even if she did look like a bride, she wasn't getting married. Not that her father could ever hoof her off.

Trotting out, she saw Star waiting for her, and for a short moment Cloudy hoped she was here to stop her. A moment that soon passed.

"I'll be keeping an eye on things, just call for me if they start to go too far, and I'll pull ya out of there." Star said.

Cloudy did feel safer knowing that at any time she can call Star in for help. But that's not what she wanted, far from it. "Th… thanks. But I'll be fine."

Star stepped out of the way, and Cloudy trotted off to the stairs to the brothel rooms. The closer she got the more nervous she became. But she had come this far, and was not going to back out now.

Entering the room, the stallion all sat around a table, smoking on cheap cigarettes.

First grinned, puffing out smoke as he said. "Wow, you got cleaned up good."

Third nodded. "Still skinny, but the dress is a nice touch."

Fourth huffed. "So how are we going to start this?"

Second got up, trotting over to Cloudy. "Like we agreed, we take turns, all friendly like. Right?"

The other stallions laughed as the second lifted Cloud's chin, and told her. "Alright, I'll go first, but first ya need to get us ready."

"H… how?" Cloudy asked.

"Just do as I say, now come!" Second orders as he trotted to the bed, sitting on it and motioning that Cloudy sit on the floor in front of him. "Let's start with a facial, use your hooves and stroke my cock."

His semi erect cock was already out, which disgusted Cloudy, but she did as she was told, using her hoof to stroke it. And the more she did the harder it got.

"Now suck it, with your mouth ya pegasus whore!" Second command in a mocking tone.

Shocked for a moment, she froze, only to feel the hoof of Second grab her head, and force it forward. The cock was in her mouth as Second pushed his member in deeper. She then felt it pules before letting her go, and it erupted with foul smelling white viscose fluid, hitting Cloudy's face.

"Wh… why!?" She said, only to find herself surrounded.

The second stallion smiled. "You want the caps, no?" Cloudy then nodded slowly. "Then get to work, whore!"

The other three then surrounded Cloudy, all already with their cocks out, and slowly stroking them. She quickly realized what they wanted her to do, causing her to tear up a little with fear and shame. Reaching out, she grabbed onto each cock, one in each forehoof and wing, then began stroking as tears further welled up.

Her distress only seemed to make them harder as Third said, "ya, that's it ya bitch!"

She could feel as they began ejaculating on her, yet still wanting more, and not letting her stop.

First then pushed forward, forcing her to swallow his cock, but pushing it all the way. "Ya ya pegasus cunt, that's what you get!" He snarled as Cloudy struggled to breath. His hot ejaculation filled her throat before he let her go.

Cum splattered out of her mouth and bubbled from her nose as Cloudy fell to the floor, trying to catch her breath.

She hated this, their touch, their smell, and just that they're stations. It all felt just wrong to her and now she wanted out.

"St-" she attempted to speak, only for Second to shove a ring gag into her mouth, strapping it down before Fourth shoved his dick down her throat.

"Oh I've been wanting to do this to those Pegesus fuck for years!" Forth said with a malicious glee. They puled out more tools, straps and bars in which they used to tie Cloudy down. "If it wasn't for that green mane cunt, we'd have ya sooner!"

"Shut it!" Second said as Cloudy felt her legs get pulled apart. She struggled, but she didn't have the strength as a bar was put between them, forcing her legs to stay open. "But who'd have thought just flashing some caps around was all we needed to do." He then moved he cock to Cloudy's anus, and pushed.

Cloudy tried to scream, but her mouth was full. And soon, more cum began to fill her.

It was rough, and cruel, but Cloudy had chosen to trot into this, so as soon as the shock of it all passed, she steeled herself to finish it. Stretching out her wings, as the stallions took turns fucking her throat and ass, she would stroke the other two, keeping them hard.

She still hated it, hated how they had tied her down like this, that they were practically raping her. But she chose to be here, and was at least going to finish it. And the more she moved her body to take them, the more her body enjoyed it. Even her mind was becoming a fog of lust as more of their fluids soaked into her fur.

"Fuck, the whore's really enjoying herself. Ya think it's time?" First said.

Cloudy was confused for a moment, then she felt as First pressed his body on top of her, and his dick pushed its way into her cunt. They had agreed no vaginal sex, not that Cloudy was in the right mind to point that out to them. Or could even talk with a cock in her mouth.

"That's right, we're breeding this pegasus whore now!" Second said as First began thrusted violently into Cloudy, pushing his whole member deep into her, his cock visibly pushing up on her abdomen.

Cloudy let out a loud moan, unable to tell where the pain ended and the pleasure had begun. She was being bred, and she didn't care. Each thrust pressing against her stomach, and their hot cum filling her insides, then leaking out of her cunt, mixing with a small trickle of blood.

Again they took turns, pushing everything they had into her, not even letting Cloudy rest. It may have been her imagination, but it was like her belly swelled as they filled her with their seed, doing their best to impregnate her.

Eventually the haze of lust gave way to darkness, as Cloudy passed out.

. . .

She didn't know how long she had been out, but she woke up with Forth on top of her, letting out one last ejaculation into her, then spat into her face, laughing.

Everything hurt, and she could barely move. But she watches as Forth joined his friends, the bag of caps held in the air by Second. "Looks like the pegasus whore is awake. Bet she wants all this." With a laugh he tossed it, the bag hitting the floor and spilling out onto the ground. Only a few caps came out, the rest was tin scrap, "that's all you're worth, you and your kind."

As they trotted out, tears began to well up in Cloudy's eyes, the feeling of being dirty hitting her, and all for nothing.

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Several hours had passed with Cloudy recovering in the back room. The boss had given her free food and drink, along with some healing potion, not that Cloudy cared. She felt used, but worst of all, she didn't know what she'd do if she ended up pregnant from this.

"Wh… what will I do?" She asked herself. "I can barely afford to feed myself!"

Waterspout took a seat next to her, the older bird stallion taking a deep breath and saying, "you'll be fine. I'm keeping my end of the bargain. You don't have to worry about your debt anymore."

She glared at her boss, not feeling any better about her situation.

"Ya, I deserve that. But trust me, those ass holes aren't getting away free." He smiled at her, which felt genuine to Cloudy. "I have a lot of friends, both savory and those not so much. And there's an old saying in the wasteland. Always pay the brothel what you promise, and never harm its mares."

"And why should I care?" Cloudy ask.

"Well…" Waterspout pulled out a pack of cards, shuffling them like a master and pulling out the queen of hearts and king of clubs. "Down here working ponies like here in the Ruffled Feathers need to protect themselves, and there's always some ass who thinks they're above the rules." He spun the cards and like magic they changed to a queen of clubs and king of hearts. The king of hearts depicts a griffin with a sword in his head. "Lets just say that ponies who don't follow the rules tend to go missing, and are never found again.

Knocking then came from the other side of the doorway, and Star Charter trotted in. Her beautiful dancer's dress was torn, and specks of blood dotted it and her cheek.

Cloudy gasped in shock. "Star! Are you okay?"

Star looked confused, then Waterspout pointed to his cheek, and she rubbed the blood off and saw it. "Oh, this? Don't worry, it's not mine." She then tossed a saddlebag into the room, it opened to reveal plenty of caps and other valuable things. "Had a talk to those assholes, and convinced them to pay up, and then pay extra for both breaking their agreement and for not paying up before leaving."

"You didn't kill them did you?" Cloudy asked.

Rolling her eyes, Star chuckled. "If only. You land ponies are too soft, back on the Blackwater they hang ya by the hook for the shit they pulled. Seen it happen to sailors several times. No, I just broke their legs and sent them on their way."

Cloudy then let out a sigh of relief, and looked at all the money. But curiosity then gripped her. "Say Star, I heard them say they had been following me around, and wanted to rape me, but you stopped them? So why didn't you tell me, or stop me from doing this?"

Trotting over, Star took the other seat next to her. "Hmmm… because it was your choice, not mine. Anyways a mare as weak as you, there's little you can do right now, that's just how things are." She then looked at me, a steel gaze in her eyes, which filled me with a sense of foreboding. It was as though the green in her eyes were unnatural. "The strong do as they please, and the weak suffer what they must. It's a common phrase where I'm from, and an excuse for those with power to dominate those without. And I'd have believed it if Prism had not saved me from that life, shown me a better way to live. I don't want to see those I care about suffer like that, but I also know I can't always be there for them. Coddling those I care about would be just as bad as abandoning them."

Star then looked over at the bag and smiled. "That's all yours, you earned it. What you do with it is up to you, use it to hide away, or use it to make yourself stronger. Whatever you decide, I'll support you."

Cloudy let her head rest on Star's shoulder. The crush she had for her was gone, now replaced by a cautious respect. Star could be trusted, but she was also twisted, as was the rest of the wasteland, and Cloudy felt that she was a fool for getting swept up by it all. But she had her money now, and with extra. The thought of doing more brothel work crossed Cloudy's mind, but she quickly dashed that out of her head. She had no interest in stallion's, and never wanted another cock in her again, that was for sure.

"When I get stronger… Can I learn to dance?" Cloudy asked nervously, but resolutely.

Waterspout lightly patted Cloudy on the shoulder. "I can run you through the basics myself, after you recover. Why not join the hostess staff too, help build that confidence of yours by shadowing Star here."

Cloudy nodded. It wasn't the most honest job, but she was alive, and she never wanted to feel as powerless again. It was to be weak and suffer, or strong and in charge. Though brutish, it was no less true.

She then rubbed her stomach, where Star then gave her a hug. "Don't worry about that. If you're pregnant, I'll help you through it."

That didn't make Cloudy feel better but it did make her feel less at a loss. "Thanks, and I will hold that to you!"

Star chuckled. "That's what friends are for."