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It was a fairly overcast day in Canterlot, as Broadshield, a former member of the Royal Guards, paced around a carriage laden with trail supplies, a generous supply of bits, and general clothing that his employer would need upon arriving at her destination. He leaned back as he looked at the horses pulling the carriage, two big, burly clydesdales were ready to go, and well-fed just mere hours ago.

Broadshield, dressed in silver armor, that looked almost chrome by how well he kept it polished, leaned against the carriage, as he kept an eye out for his employer, a well-off unicorn he knew to be living in this part of town. She had said she was going to go visit her hometown, but it must have been quite far away if she was going to need to be packed this well, and had taken out his services for an "indefinite" period of time. As unsure as Broadshield was about this, he needed the money pretty badly, ever since he retired from the royal guards. The white pegasus pony with green eyes and electric blue hair took one last sweep around the carriage, hoping that she would show up within the next twenty minutes, or else he would walk out.

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The mare was a stark figure, but not one who would 'rush' to a deadline if she were pushed. A mauve, dark purple coat with a mane that looked one part fire, one part blood and all part awesome draped over one of her eyes slightly, her other bearing a long and tidy scar, with her broken horn showing that she had either been through the wars of suffered at the hands of a grave accident.

Her figure was lithe, not so much an hourglass like many of the Canterlot 'girls' but then she wasn't from Canterlot. She had been the mare who had almost taken over Canterlot with her evil Master. The black and well built armor that covered her from foot to bosom was made of a metal neither steel nor iron, it bore a crest of the Monster, now dead, unable to be carved out due to the nature of it's integrity. It hid the muscles on her arms, the honement of her legs... underneath she was a gorgeous and deadly soldier, no... not a soldier, an assassin... a leader.

She bore on more secret her crotch piece hid well, an uncomfortable secret that she decided to embrace as she had with the soldiers under her command... now that she was pardoned and free of her Master... she was going to do something she had wanted to do for a long time, prevented by her obsession... she was going home.

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Broadshield saw her stepping out of one of the houses, and immediately stood at something close to attention for her, trying to look professional as the mare descended the steps from her townhouse. He did not recognize the crest, but he did recognize the mare; she was a very difficult figure to miss, what with her almost seven-foot stature and beautiful shapely body... if she bulked out a little more she would be a veritable amazon. But the scar and broken horn told him she had been through a lot, and although she wore armor, she did not strike him as one afraid of pain... no, he recognized this kind of demeanor from training, in some of his superior officers. She was a leader, and clearly one willing to get her hands dirty, to join the fray in a fight, and not hide back at base and give orders from afar. Of course, he had yet to see that for himself, but he had himself some high hopes for her... he was glad his first job after retirement from the Guards wasn't going to be carting around some weak, pasty nobleman.

"You must be Tempest," he began, giving her a salute, "Lieutenant Broadshield, Retired Guard, at your service," he said, giving a look of stoic approval, "Our travel supplies should be in order, Ma'am. I also brought a few weapons, as requested... swords, arrows, daggers, axes. Is there anything else you intend on bringing? If not, then we are ready to depart as soon as you give the order."

As Broadshield spoke, neither of them would have noticed the little colt hiding underneath the carriage, holding onto the various wooden support structures. He was a homeless little orphan, a pure white little unicorn with golden eyes named Snowdrift. He never met his parents, but he wanted more than anything to go on an adventure, to see the world outside of the little orphanage in Canterlot.

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"That will be all Lieutenant... get on the cart, I don't intend to stay in this city any longer than I have to." She sighed, her brow furrowing as she turned, sensing something was wrong... then she fell back, clambering onto the cart. Tempest was a strong and powerful mare. Her magic wasn't refined, but by raw power alone she was alike a Princess... of course specific spells failed her, with no horn tip to channel them, but she didn't mind that. Not anymore... she was done chasing the goal of restoring her horn... no, now she wanted something much more... savory.

Revenge... was there ever a sweeter word? The ponies who scorned her were grown up now, but they and their children would learn her wrath. The small town of Harmony would soon discover their new Queen and her lackey, oh Broadshield worked for coin now, but he too would see the light and be ready when the time came to fall in line with her. Personally Tempest was glad she no longer worked for the King of Copyright and Franchising , he was an ass and would no longer make his way into the decision making processes of the mare. Equestria no longer cared for her past crimes... it was time to go and make some more.

First though, to start the journey, the mare smiling as she set a hand on the stallion's lap, smirking as the cart trundled out of the city, asking "Well... it certainly is a good thing I have a strong Knight in Shining Armour to assist me on my travels. Such a handsome stallion as well. Does your wife appreciate what a fine stallion you are? Or perhaps you have a lovely marefriend who shows you just how much she appreciated you?" Tempest smiled, every word dripping with seduction. She knew she was sexy... but she also knew, he didn't know what large asset lurked below her belly... He would find out sooner than later.

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With a nod, Broadshield climbed onto the cart with Tempest, and got the horses moving. The cobblestone streets passed underneath them as they made for the city gates. And it wasn't long, just mere moments after they passed the gates, that Tempest started making the moves on him. He couldn't help but find her attractive, now that she was so up close... her voice was so.. smooth, but gruff in a way... and she had quite the body as well. He felt himself growing slightly aroused as he guided the horses along the road towards the small town of Harmony. He could only blush slightly at her questions.

"Ah, thank you... I'm actually single," he admitted, "All that time in the barracks, the time on the road, in various parts of the country... I just couldn't keep a mare waiting for me for so long," he commented, "Though I was just starting to see someone after I retired from the Guards," he added, as he bit his lip, trying to remain professional, "I think she's just turned on by the fact that I'm a guard and know how to fight and rescue people," he commented, as he slowly slid his hand down, gently placing it on top of hers, "But... much as I like helping others out... I always liked a mare that could defend herself. I mean... nobody wears armor like that if they don't know how to use it, and... well, I respect that.... I respect that a lot," he commented, smiling at her gently as he kept the cart going.

Meanwhile, underneath the cart, little Snow Drift found his way up into the back of the carriage, hiding away in the collection of belongings and trail supplies, but leaving just enough room to leave his head poking out so he could see the sights beyond Canterlot.

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"Oh I have no doubt that mares would throw themselves at you... for good reason Broadshield. A strong, noble sir like yourself, so loyal and dedicated, such a nice stallion with such... a body that stallions must only dream of having... You're right though, a mare who can defend herself is just as hot. Look at me for instance, half the time I was out there, doing my old employer's bidding I was either feared or lusted after by all manner of males and females..."

Tempest winked at him, now pressed against his own armored body, her hand stroking his as he other cupped her cheek, the perfect and gorgeous mare leaning in and starting to kiss him. Some might have called this rushed, others might have called it transfixing, but for Tempest she was moving as planned. It was hard to avoid her charm, as her long tongue plunged into his mouth and started strangling his, the mare taking the lead as she grabbed his shoulders, lifting herself till she was sitting on his lap, facing him, their crotchplates the only thing stopping two growing large members meeting as she whispered "I picked you for more than your skills... you're a handsome stallion, and it's been weeks since I had one such as yourself... it's a long way to Harmony... perhaps you'd like to stop and... 'have a break.'"

She giggled adorably, seductively licking her ear before nibbling it, keeping up the assault on his senses. Oh how her scent dripped off of her and into his nostrils... not a normal mares need, but... an almost mix of stallion and mare lusts... it was intoxicating, and smelled of berries!

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Broadshield smiled as she put a hand along his armor plating, but was taken aback by the kiss. But... oooh my, her forwardness, her brashness... her need! Broadshield could only wish that all mares were like this! He returned the kiss, only to find that Tempest was easily dominating it, forcing her tongue into his mouth, taking control over the kiss, and forcing his tongue to stay where it was. With a stroke of her mane with his hand, and his crotch throbbing with need as their crotch plates pressed against each other.

As the kiss subsided, Broadshield smiled and drank in her scent... a delicious blend of lust, with a berry undertone. Oh how he loved it... how so very different she smelled compared to the other mares he'd been with over the years... he wanted so much more of this. That marefriend of his he could leave without much trouble; they'd been only on a couple dates. "Well," he replied, "I'm happy to hear that... and I'd love to... it's a week-long journey to get there, after all... I suppose we could stop for a while and let the horses get some water... and other things..." he added with a grin as he looked around, and found a secluded spot just off the side of the road. He pulled the horses in there and brought them to a stop.

"It is late in the afternoon, Ma'am," he commented, "Perhaps we can just camp here for the night? Give ourselves... plenty of time..." he suggested as he went around back to go get a tent to set up. Thankfully for Snow Drop, he didn't notice the unicorn colt hiding away as he brought out the tent, and set it up beside the carriage. He also set up a fire pit for when it would get dark, and smiled as he finished setting up the rather spacious tent, and began removing his armor.

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Tempest meditated on a few things. Ponies never thought a villain was... so tranquil, but Tempest was more than tranquil, she was a mare who was cold, calculating, but above all else calm. She knew her anger fueled great things within her. Gave her the strength to dominate and hurt others where many ponies would draw the line. Blind rage only fueled so much though. Patience and calm gave way to her hidden and vibrant intelligence as she sat silent, awake and yet not awake, alert and yet unaware.

When Broadshield had finished the legwork in an hour she stood, hopping down and sidling over to him, smirking as she began to take off her own armor, not too worried about being attacked right now as she set it aside, the underneath of her armor being simple linens, the trousers she wore not hiding a bulge in her crotch very well, though when she pressed her body against Broadshield's, layering his neckline with kisses she asked "You lust after me, don't you? You're more than any stallion I've ever met... so strong and so... so noble. You're beyond charming, you know what a true mare wants... not to go on dates and expect you to pick up the leftovers with the promise of maybe someday eating her out... you know a true mare wants it now."

She smirked, leaning forwards and booping his nose, chuckling as she challenged "How about a sparring match then lover boy? I win, I'm on top, you win and I'll let you have me all night long..." she trailed off, licking his cheek before backing up to adopt a fighting stance, already sensing movements in his pelvis, not a mare to take no for an answer.

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Broadshield smiled as she pulled her armor off, seeing her linens not failing to hide her hefty breasts, easily Double-D size, and her bulge between her legs... he bit his lip. He hadn't expected that, and was trying to contemplate how he was going to react to it, before she pressed herself against him, kissing his neck with such vigor as he shed his gauntlets, and pressed his hands to her hips, and sliding it to her ass the more she talked, gently squeezing her nice, sizable ass. "Yeah..." he replied, panting as he leaned over to kiss her forehead, right underneath her broken horn, as his wings popped out, throbbing.

But at the challenge, as he looked up at her, with her being a good foot or so taller than him, smiled at her challenge. At this point, he figured that sparring could be some good foreplay... and her attempts to seduce him were working for sure, as he found that he didn't mind, and even welcomed the fact that Tempest had a cock and balls. He figured it must've made her a little different than most mares, and by her actions today, it added that little something that made her the mare he felt was exactly for him. "You're on, Tempest..." he replied as he took a step back, "Just a couple rules, like we had back on the base... no jabbing the eyes, no biting... sound good?" he said as he started jumping, his cock clearly starting to get erect in his trousers, "Let's dance!"

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Before he had even been able to move to either parry or attack, she saw the movement of his hips. She'd not been the Commander, Fixer and sometime assassin of one of Equs's biggest Empire's for the simple reason she had a dick, no, it was because of her skills as a warrior, her calculating and cold outlook on life, and the fact that she never failed her missions, not even when the odds were against her.

Breathing, she tensed her legs, the powerful muscles kicking in as she pushed her hand forwards, leaping into a spiral as she dove at Broadshield, two fingers pressing instantly into his right arm, hitting a pressure point that instantly made it shoot with pain, right before it went entirely dead, the mare sweeping him off his feet before brutally shoving his face into the dirt, grabbing his other arm and yanking it back, twisting it as she taunted "Did you really think that you could honestly stand a chance against me? You honestly thought you could beat me? A mare who is smarter, faster and in many ways stronger than you'll ever be. You're so adorable!"

She sneered, leaning down and reaching into his pants, her hand grasping his balls as her weight stopped him from simply flipping up and pushing her away, the mare in full control as she gave them a nice squeeze, warning "Submit then my little pony... and you shall get your reward... you know you want it, you've wanted it since my tongue claimed your mouth."

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It was over in a flash, one moment Tempest was opposite him, the next he felt a searing pain in his arm, as he tried to follow through with a punch from his left arm, and the next, his was flipped around, face planted in the dirt, his left arm twisted behind his back. "Ahhh! Damn it!" he cried out as she gloated, "Ahhh, crap... nnngh..." he grunted as he felt the pain in both his arms, and the pressure keeping him face-first in the dirt. He couldn't see... but he could tell she was keeping her entire body weight on his back. Had his arms been in working order, he would be able to push himself up, but now... he was helpless, completely at Tempest's mercy.

He gasped when she grabbed his balls, reaching into his pants, "Oh no... please... I..." he managed to say before she set her terms, "I... all right I... I submit," he panted, just desperately hoping that she wouldn't do something far more painful to them. But she was right... the moment he saw her bulge between her legs... the moment she kissed him, and dominated the kiss, he knew he wanted her... he wanted to belong to her... and he even hoped he would lose to her in their sparring match... although not necessarily so quickly. "I submit... Tempest... claim me... make me all yours..."

All the while, Snow Drift watched from the carriage, amazed that the mare could take down such a burly guard pony so fast! Although he was a little concerned about where this was going... the little seven-year-old colt was feeling something funny between his legs, and his grip hardened on the side of the carriage as he watched.


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It was that time of year again, time to hustle, bustle and dominate this year's Poker Tournament. Queenie was quite the ruthless, heartless player. She was great with the cards, even greater with the mind games. But what she loved doing the most was conning newbies to drop out of the competition, well the ones she deemed a threat anyways.

The plum purple pony played an amazing first round, and was advancing to no one's surprise. The black and gold maned mare walked around the hotel, with some other winners, She was obviously a queen in personality, seeming how the others seemed to idolize her.

She returned to the Casino to watch the cameras footage of ponies games, getting their play styles and who to target, She was already smirking at another purple pony, a male and a first year player, a perfect target. "Victim 1 of many" she smirked, trying to find his details.

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The details of the stallion wouldn't be too hard to find, after all the stallion stood out in a crowd, and it seemed had met and spoken to many of the others in the competition. From what the mare would be able to gather, from whatever sources she found and from what could be seen on the cameras was minimal, but surely a goldmine for her. He was rather large, towering over others with ease, he was of course a Pegasi, and wore glasses, to see, not hide his eyes from the others. He was quiet and reserved, but liked to drink after rounds, occasionally challenging others to contests during them. he had no real obvious tell, but some would swear that his right ear would flick if he was stressed. Some others reported he was partially deaf in that ear, so it was just a response to him actually hearing something. Perhaps the most important detail was that he was considered by many to be too nice for cards, and way too easy to take advantage of away from the table. Still, not everything was known about the stallion, most in fact knew nothing except what they had seen, to learn more the mare would have to investigate a bit closer.

Luckily for Queenie this particular round had ended, with the large stallion advancing up once more. It seemed that even though others doubted if he had the heart for such a game, he at least had the skill to play. As the doors opened he would come walking out, rather quiet on his hooves all things considered, but he didn't stop to speak to the others, he just smiled and walked past, right over to the corner of the bar, plopping into a booth and waiting for the waitresses to come over. Although out of earshot, one would still be able to see the effect he had on others, as he spoke the smaller mare taking his order would giggle a touch, and he would smile as she walked off. A good heart maybe?

Though to learn about someone, who they truly where, you would have to expose yourself to them, you had to speak to them, spend time in their presence. This stallion could be nothing, or he could be her worst enemy in the rounds to come. The mares victim was open, but would she strike?

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Queenie smirked and left the replay room, into the main lobby, spotting the target at the bar, and casually walked to the bar, her coiffed mane falling over the mares Ocean blue eyes, She held herself like she was the most beautiful mare in the whole hotel. She was one of the few females who was a regular player in these competitions so she was probably up there

She smiled and ordered some juice like she didn't even see the other purple pony beside her, She held this facade well, but she was always sure someone can see right through it, but she didn't much mind all that much, she duped the players. Good Enough.

The Bartender turned and began pouring, prompting her to look to the side and coughs up a pretty smile and began to speak.

"Hey there! Heard you've been killing it in the tournament" She said pausing. "Maybe we'll play together." She joked.

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The large stallion would finish his drink as the mare spoke, not that he was ignoring her, more that he had already started to down this one when she began to talk. And well, it would be rather rude to have a chance of any of his alcohol being spit at her. As such he finished up and placed the drink on the table, tapping his hoof twice on the bar as he tuned to her and smiled. "Well thank you miss, It has been... easier than I thought it would've been, and perhaps we will, looks like ill be going in the next round." He said as his second drink was poured. "Would you like something besides juice, least I could do, as my manners seem to be lacking. My name is Thunder, from out East, who are you?"

While true he was trying to be nice, he couldn't hide the fact that he also considered her competition, he had no idea if they would meet on the metaphorical battlefield, but he would still air on the side of caution, he would have to be careful not to reveal anything to her, at least for the moment. He however couldn't deny the way the mare looked, there was something to her, something rather dangerous, but he couldn't put a finger on it quite yet. For now, he just had to play the game, whatever game was being played at the counter.

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Queenie turned to look at him, her flirty eyes locking onto him, turning on the charm, as usual, hoping he'd back out easy, sex was just such a task JUST to ensure her way into the finals. She wasn't a bad player, not in the slightest. She was just a dirty, dirty player, and anyone who was anyone was a finalist and it was just the way it went.

She smirked, "I watched from the lobby, You're good if I do say so my self." She said, thinking on his question, smiling at him. "Oh, why not~" She said.

"Rum on the rocks?" She intentionally ordered a cheap drink, before clearing her throat. "I am Queen of Hearts, but Queenie is fine, I'm from the north myself~" She said, her voice accented gently with untaggable dialect, she was a pretty mare and she knew it.

"Games don't start till after supper, why don't we have some fun." She asked him, sipping on the stiff liquid in the glass

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The large stallion listened closely to her words, taking in every detail he could, studying the mare, trying to keep his observations as obscure as he could. This was... well no easy task, those eyes of hers were trained to see through people, to see into their mind. There was nothing supernatural about her powers, oh no, hers came from a good roll in the hand of genetics and by her chosen game, after all in cards one had to be able to see more than just what was on the surface.

Still as the mare ordered he would finally take his eyes off of her, giving the bartender a nod, as if to authorize the transaction, he had been surprised by her choice of drink, but not enough to show it. The part that did cause him to raise a brow was her compliment, followed quickly by an introduction, and even a proposition. Thunder did have an idea of what she meant, but to err on the side of caution was perhaps best in this situation as it was in most.

"Well Queenie, I must say I'm flattered, by what you said..." He started, draining the liquid in his glass before speaking up once more. "...Though, what do you mean by fun?" He asked, leaning on the counter and looking to her. "Are you suggesting the kind of fun involving drinks and some dice, or what my ancestors would've called S'envoyer en l'air?" The stallion asked, dragging a digit over the edge of his glass, locking his gaze into hers as he did.

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Queenie sipped at her drink, her blue magic bringing it up to her face her eyes never breaking their gaze, any small thing Thunder did was a clue to her and his personality, mentality and weaknesses, she knew her song and dance well.

"I'm down for whatever sweetheart, but while we're in sin city shouldn't we indulge on the sin?" She said lips curling to form a smile, bringing the drink down and giggled. "Maybe that's for later though, I kinda wanna get to know you." She said shifting the hair from her face, every move she made was calculated, She knew she was sexy and cute, so she worked those angles

"Whatcha down here in Las Pegasus for?" She asked him, intent on hearing the reason, all to use against him later, she knew how to play her wicked game, pretend to care and then destroy them, no one believes a rookie making allegations on an all star player, her status was perfect.

"Would you believe I'm just here for the game." She laughed, returning her gaze to the bar room around them, her fingers drumming along the table with ease, It was true, money was never a issue nor, a factor in her enrollment. She really did enjoy this game.

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The stallion watched her carefully, perhaps not in the way that he was being watched, but in a studious manner all of his own. He took note of every smile, every little twitch, even the shifting of her hair. While he wouldn't know her skill at the casinos game, he could see her skill in the game they were playing now. To get what he wanted, and avoid getting worked over he would need to be careful, very careful.

He didn't count the moments she took, nor prepare answers as she asked her questions. No, this time he waited, thinking a minute as his next drink arrived. He was enjoying this just as she was, and if she was going to be honest with him, well he would be with her as well. Thunder took a sip of the fresh brew before answering, he was just as quiet as before, but somewhere along the past few minutes the tension in his shoulders had started to relax.

"Well, I guess ill start off by if you want to know anything you just need to ask. I appreciate straightforwardness, and you've shown me that, so I will return the favor. Today I am here for the games, but when I first came, well it was for another reason. Back when I was younger I heard of this place, a cloud city teeming with life, full of easy money, fast cars, and loose women. The only thing was they say it ruined colts and stallions alike, drove them into debt, disease, even away from their mares. Being the colt I was then... well I wanted those, so I came a looking, and found it all, even the heartache." He started off before draining his drink once more. If nothing else he could drink, and drink quite a lot while staying level. "Now though, I come back every year with new experiences, and a little less naive. That is why I would say that you are here for more than the game, even if you don't know it Duchess~" He finished, raising his volume just a touch at her name.

The bar was starting to fill a bit more as various other players came in, the looks on their faces often giving away the results of the hands they had played. "I am not sure about many things in this place, but one thing I am sure of is that knowing a pretty mare like yourself seems like a really good idea to me."

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Queenie knew a lot of the players coming in, including some newbies she'd previous had pawned off into folding, happy to see their spirit was harder to kill than she had initially thought, she wouldn't go talk to them, nor try and make them fold again, this trick only worked once.

She knew who made it into the starting slots just by the looks of the crowd, she liked her odds, she knew her name would be posted without a doubt, she sipped on her drink. "Grew up in this sin city, learn a lot of things young, I guess life is life." She laughed her mane bouncing up and down as she laughed.

She noticed the bar getting full rather quickly, so she made a split second choice, if she was gonna get this stallion drunk enough to lay with her, and drop out of the competition, she was fine with that, so she leaned in close to him and finished her drink, paying for hers in bits before saying.

"Oh wow, A lot of people are coming in." She smiled. "I know of a quieter bar, deeper into the city, wanna go bar hopping tonight babe?" She asked him as she turned to leave, cocking her head towards him and gave him an impish glint as she spoke.


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Mindful barely heard her father call for her over her music blasting in her headphones, Pressing a key combination to pause her music player, and wiggle her headphones down to her neck. At first, She thought he was gonna yell at her for Stardusk being left alone in the living room but was proven to be mistaken.

"Uh... oh! One of her friends came to pick her up, She's totally fucking him, I mean I don't blame her." She rolled her eyes, disliking she was being interrupted while she was reading a case study online.

"I, at least fed Star, that's my only responsibility. Knowing where Mom should be yours right?" She continued her onslaught of sharpened quips.

The young mare would be dressed for the cold weather that seemed to have come early for their town. A black fleecy sweater that hid everything, A red plaid skirt with a white petticoat underneath to help with warmth and torn up black leggings, her purple winter coat on her chair by her desk and her snow boots were downstairs to dry.

"Is that all you wanted? I'm reading something." She snarled, trying to get back to her task.

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Shortly after the line 'I don't blame her,' the door to her bedroom would be somewhat sharply opened, to reveal a rather tired and worn out Lance. he deadpanned at his daughter for a second, bags starting to appear under his eyes even as he looked at her. "You're fifteen," he gruffed after a moment. "You shouldn't be talking like that." He paused for a moment, taking a long, deep breath. "Sorry if I can't keep track of everything when I'm out making money so you can have your... music thing, and your toys, and your clothes. You Mom get you that sweater? I'm the one who paid for it you know." His steely blue eyes fell on the teen on the bed. She was just like her mother, in appearance and even a little in attitude. Mindful actually looked a lot right now like Lana had when he'd first met her.

That strange thought lingered in his head for a second or two, before he gave it a small shake. "Hey I'm serious about that. Who taught you to talk that way?"

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Mindful blinked unmoved by his outburst, she rolled her eyes and sighed. "I suppose if you wanted me to be an innocent little girl you'd A.) Not have me in public school and B.) not have an Internet connection. Great Job." She said, returning her gaze to her reading material.

"Oh, yeah Mom got me the sweater and, also I have a feeling if I told you this you'd lose your mind. I don't care however, I've already lost my virginity, Zephyr Feather and I have been seeing each other~" She said, intentionally trying to rile her father up, hoping he'd just slammed her door in frustration

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Lance was feeling a particular feeling in his gut. It wasn't quite rage, but it was... a deep, seething frustration. It wasn't quite right to call your daughter a bitch, but Mindful definitely was one. He knew her type from high school---popular, good looking, high on herself. She was normally feisty when she spoke to him, but tonight was an entirely different story.

He could tell she'd been talking with her mother. She had made some good points about the internet and the public schools, though. He couldn't refute those, which only added to his frustration.

Her taunting had an opposite effect on him, however. He stepped further into the room and pointed his hoof accusingly at her. "If you get pregnant with that little fucker's kid I'm gonna ground your ass till you're done with college, and I'm gonna beat his into a pulp." He stopped himself, then took a deep, calming breath, trying to bring things back to a normal level while also doing his best not to imagine his daughter having sex in this very room. "Seriously, Mindful, please. Don't get pregnant." His soft tone faded, and he narrowed his brows. "Don't mess with me on this. I will put you on birth control and fuck up your little teenage hormones just to be safe."

[User] "Noted. I'm not one of the brain-dead sluts on the cheer squad dad, You and mom raised me better than that." She snapped at him. "I've been using condoms with Zeph. Calm down dad, don't act like you weren't having sex as a teenager, fucking hell." She bringing her hoof up to lay her face onto it, displaying her boredom with the conversation. "Are we done? and before you ask, I already did homework." She said, looking at him then back to her paper.

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Oh, well that was reassuring... in a way. Lance looked back towards the open bedroom door, inhaled slowly, exhaled, then turned his gaze back to Mindful. "Your mother is f---" He stopped himself. "Yes, I was, but with mares its different. You're not supposed to---Look, it's just fucking different." He hunched his shoulders some, then turned halfway back to the door, exposing the profile of his sturdy frame to her. "Yeah, we're done," he finished with a huff. He needed a drink--quite a few drinks actually. "Just so you know, you're not going out tonight. I can see you all dressed up." He paused in the doorway for a second, then pointedly grabbed the handle and slammed the door behind him.

Down to the kitchen he went, rearing up on his hinds to snatch a whiskey bottle from the top of the cupboard. He grabbed a glass from the counter, poured himself a generous helping, then downed it in a couple gulps. Rolling his eyes, he elected instead to just take the whole bottle and lumber his way over to the living room, where he promptly flopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote.

"Heyyyyy," Stardusk whined as Lance flipped the channel. "There's a TV in your room for a reason," he said with a dismissive wave of his hoof. "It's almost your bedtime anyways." There was protest in Stardusk's eyes as he left, leaving Lance alone to continue polishing off that bottle as the night went on.

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"Fine, Doesn't stop Zeph from coming over." Mindful said after he left, opening her messenger and sending Zeph to see her, another 15 minutes would go by before Mindful made her way down the stairs, welcoming her beau into the house. The young pegasus was Nervous as he stepped in removing his boots and coat, putting them in their proper place.

"Don't mind my dad, He's harmless C'mon baby~" She sang to him, grabbing his face into a kiss before rushing him upstairs to her room, quietly shutting the door she would pounce on her lover, kissing and biting his neck as he pulls her closer pushing her sweater and shirt up to grab at her breasts as Mindful placed her hooves onto his chest as they continue to lock lips with each other.

Soon the teens couldn't seem to help themselves, withdrawing a condom from her bedside table she helped Zeph undress partially as she removed her petticoat it would only serve to get in the way and she was needy at the moment, biting at his neck as she rubbed his thighs while he got the contraceptive on, craving his girlfriend's touch.

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Fuming. That's what he was. He wasn't really even paying attention to whatever stupid reality TV show was on the television as he nursed the bottle of eighty-proof held in the loose grasp of his right hoof. He wasn't expecting to hear hooves on the stairs, nor was he expecting to see Mindful head for the front door. "What the fuck are you d---" He stopped as she opened it, then balked somewhat. Was she...? She was really doing it. Was she insane? Harmless? He was a guard. His daughter couldn't just... call her harmless.

She'd given him enough time to build up a buzz in the back of his skull, brought on by good few swallows of whiskey. To try and distract from the growing rage at hoof, he lifted the bottle and took a short guzzle from it before setting it aside.

They ran away upstairs, and he was left to brood... and brood he did. She couldn't just... invite some colt over here to fuck her. She was acting just like his wife---his bitch fifteen year old daughter was acting just like his wife. What sort of father let their daughter get away with that?

Lance stood suddenly, then lurched some, realizing he was a little bit more than buzzed. Taking one last swig from the bottle, he twisted the cap back on, then tossed it onto the couch and started for the stairs, lumbering up them with a purpose. He could only begin to imagine what could be on the other side of that door. If there was even so much as a hint of funny business he was going to make that little pegasus fly. Sure the guy had seemed nice enough at the door, but his daughter was using him as means of projecting herself, and that just wouldn't do.

[User] By the time he'd get to her door, moans would start leaving her lips as Zeph began to fill her to the hilt, his wings half flapping as he pushed her onto her back, pinning her by the shoulders as he pistoned into her, her moans became louder than muffled as she tried to keep quiet as she didn't want her dad to hear, but fuck if she wasn't gonna have some fun and to spite her father even more. "Zeph, Quiet. Daddy would get really mad if he found out." She said in a mocking tone, as the stallion kept driving himself into her snatch.

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The seething rage that was building in his form was almost indescribable. He could hear the sounds through the door, and he knew exactly what was going on in there. They hadn't even been in his house for ten minutes yet and she was already whoring herself to this colt just to make a point. Lance saw red, the alcohol buzzing in the back of his skull fueling it. Without so much as a moment of hesitation, he grabbed the door handle, then strode forward and delivered a firm shoulder to it, slamming the door open.

It swung violently inwards, slamming against the wall and shaking the floor, wafting the room in a slight breeze as Lance took in the sight before him, still not slowing. He approached the bed with a calculated haste, and before Zeph even had time to pull out, he was on the both of him, wrapping his left hoof around the colt's neck as he dragged him right up and off the adolescent mare, a familiar and peculiar wet sound filling the air as his length was yanked free. "Hope you know how to use those wings, kid," Lance gruffed, shifting over to the window and undoing the latch, still dangling the poor colt by his neck. "You're not special to her, trust me. She's just using you to act out."

[User] Mindful jumped up and pulled on her father "You are not dropping him out the fucking window dad, have you lost your damned mind!?" She said, using her magic to try and take the colt from her fathers death grip. "Zeph means more to me that you'll ever know. I'll catch him if you drop him, you can't stop my magic, why are all the mudponies I know so hardheaded?" She said, casually using a racial slur against her father. Looking him dead in the eye.


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New Appleoosa, a massive town built around an old train yard and as such a natural place for information and trading among the waists. Combine it's natural location, with the fact that the old box cars made excellent walls for defensive positions when stacked as they were, the many homes built from passenger cars, and the population of so many ponies in addition to the travelers and it was a pretty safe place to be in the wasteland. This is where it all began, an old saloon in the highest level of the place called Turnpike Tavern.

Snow, an off-white pegasus with an arctic blue mane and cerulean eyes, sat there dawned in a suit of Enclave power armor, something that oddly enough didn't raise to many eyebrows. The place smelled of rotting fruit, piss, and alcohol, it smelled like something comforting tothe mare with a glass in her hooves. She'd been instructed a few days ago by a mercenary group that she was to meet a unicorn here, one that she was supposed to help scavenge that death-trap that Was old Canterlot. At first she'd scoffed at it, nopony in their right mind would take a job in a place like that. Then they told her about the caps and the hospital they were raiding.

New Hope hospital, home to an old mega spell and a ventilation system that still worked keeping the place relatively safe... so long as it was accessed by the air. It gave her an opportunity to loot a place the Enclave and nopony else had ever touched. The medical supplies there alone could easily save hundreds of lives! That mixed with fact that there was ten-thousand caps waiting for her when she returned with what she was sent for had her absolutely ecstatic about it. Although now she had to wait for some unknown Mercenary, content to drown herself in sweet sweet rum for now.

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The sounds of rather loud patrons filled the air, most of them other's yelling for more drinks or just others yelling for no reason. Though at the end of the bar sat a female unicorn, most of her light blue coat covered in armor. Her mane, which was usually a lighter gray, was now showing signs of black, caked on dust and dirt everywhere. A small rabbit like creature stood on top of the bar, making random noises here and there as the unicorn had drank. Honestly it looked like the Unicorn had been listening to every single sound that the creature made, nodding along with it. Taking another long sip of her now almost finished drink, The unicorn sighed.

"So let me get this straight, You're visiting here from your burrow and you stopped by to scavenge food from any source possible." The Rabbit creature let out a series of sounds again, The unicorn just nodding. "Freddric the Radbit?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at that. "Odd name but, name's Amber. I'm sorry little guy but I got some news for you. You're not going to find anything here. Plus, I'm sure most here would try to eat you before you find something yourself." Amber explained, watching the Radbit stand alert at that. A smile formed on her face, pointing a hoof to a nearby wall. "There a hole about your size, leads right to the wastes, I suggest you take it." The radbit had just nodded at this, immediately jumping down from the bar and dashing out the small hole.

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Snow watched with a quirked brow. A mare who talked to animals, gray mane, leather barding, and cyber augment of the right hind leg. Seemed like her mare She stood up, grabbing her helmet after slamming back the shot and trotted over, only to be interrupted by one of the patrons coming down in front of her, a mountain of an Earth pony. "What's an Enclave like you doing down here? Come to spy on us, or destroy this place like New Haven?" He asked, both making Snow cringe and a few get up; this could get ugly fast. A few pulled out guns and one grabbed a chair. Everything a dark contrast to the energy weapons that looked freshly polished on her armor.

"Look, I'm not Enclave anymore okay, I'm a Dashite who just happened to get past an old gate and get some armor okay; I don't want any trouble. I helped a little filly in that clinic of yours too so I'm not against you."She stated, taking a step back. "I'm only here to meet some merc named Amber for a job." She stated, raising up a hoof while one snuck up behind her. "Please just back down, I've done nothing but be civil, I even paid my tab in full!" She really didn't want this to get bloody. She took a glance at the other mare, she could take them all but it would end horribly for everyone involved.

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Amber's eras had perked up once she head her name, starting to get up from her seat and look over to the mare. This was already going to shit fast. "Whoa whoa, Gentlecolts. is that any way to treat a mare when she comes through these doors?" She asked, her drink floating over to her, surrounded by a dark blue aura. "If the mare is here to talk with somepony then let her talk to somepony alright?" She asked, walking over to one of the colts and leaning on him, starting to take another drink from her mug. "Now let's all just sit the hell back down and drink alright? If the little mare causes any trouble then we can all beat her until nothing's left. Sound good?" Amber continued again, doing what she called her best to calm everypony down.

A few of the patrons had started to nod, nodding to each other and starting to sit down, a few lowering their weapons but continuing to stand. Amber though had still been leaning on the earth pony, casually drinking like nothing was wrong. "Yo Buck, may want to follow your friends and sit down too. Don't want to be mean to the nice mare now do you?" She asked, waiting for some type of response. She had drank in this bar for over a year now and slowly got to know most of the patrons, even the more brute like ones. The year of drinking though had made her less affected by most of the others, including bigger colts. "Lets not turn this into a bloodbath okay? I just got this armor."

[User] Snow watched the mare carefully, a suave talker huh? To boot she seemed as kind of a scholar, well built but that pistol didn't require much to fire. None the less she saw the others back off, returning to their seats, that mountain of a pony finally doing the sane and thus defusing the bar around them. She sighed and took a seat at the bar. "Sun and moon above that was to close. What are you drinking, it's the least i can do." She stated, petting another stool next to her. "I'm pretty sure you're who I need to talk to too.You have the job specs?" She asked with a slight smile, she'd finely worked with some others that were a lot less easy on the eyes. That with her slight buzz and the draining adrenaline certainly left behind a feeling of relaxation .

[Assistant] Amber had taken a breath once the rest of the patrons had sat down. Setting the now empty mug of her glass down on the bar, she sat down next to the mare, tapping her hoof on the bar. "Nice of you but not needed. Drinks are always better when the bartender thinks you're an important pony." The Mare laughed, taking a sip of her drink as a fresh one was handed to her. "Job Specs?" She asked. seeming to think to herself for a moment. "I was told to stick with you. Nothing else really." Amber explained. "They just said to stick with some Pegasus and ill get paid when back. If they did tell me anything, I may have been drunk. Strong possibility really. Dulls the pain and all."

[User] Snow let her face meet the bar. Great, just great, a partner who had no idea what the mission was even supposed to be about. "I'm no stranger to a good time, but there are times filly, and when you're being given specs ain't one of em." She stated, pulling out a cord from her power armor. "Give me that Pip-Buck of yours." She stated, kind of pushing the cord in without waiting for a response. A few beeps rang out and the cord quickly pulled away. "There's a map of the ruins with where the fog is most concentrated in an over-lay. Our target is the hospital. You have any problem with heights?" She asked with a sigh, this job was going to be fun, she needed to go pick up some chems to deal with this.

[Assistant] Amber rose an eyebrow, glancing over to the Pegasus. "Did you just call me filly?" She asked. Taking a sip of her drink and shaking her head. "Look, I got minimal orders and that about it." She explained, letting The Pegasus plug something into her Pip-Buck, seeming to ignore the beeping. "Heights are not something I dislike. Though if you didn't like them, I would be worried. What are we going there for anyways?" She asked, glancing to her Pip-Buck for a moment. "Must be something mighty important to even want to go near that Celestia forsaken place. Got a death wish or something? Pegasus in trouble? Something shiny you just had to have?"

[User] Snow rolled her eyes, this was going to be fun. "No I have a need for both the medical supplies in that building and the knowledge, although there's a megaspell in there and that's what our client wants. Supposedly one designed by Fluttershy herself before the great war." She started to stand, giving a bit of a sigh as she twisted her helmet before putting it on, the displays inside working through diagnostics and finally pulling up a heads-up-display. "We'll have to trot most of the way there, but then we'll have to fly in. You think we should purchase anything first?" She asked, her voice had a robotic tinge to it now. "I have five-hundred caps I can spare for spending." She started for the door, clearly expecting Amber to follow.

[Assistant] Amber however hadn't been listening to Snow in the slightest, spotting a small group of mice wonder in from some of the small holes in the wall. "Get whatever you want. I couldn't care less." She said, starting to finish up her drink. As she had finished, Amber set the mug down on the table, giving a small nod to the bar tender and she walked to the door. Catching up with the mare, she simply cleared her throat. "So what's the stick up your flank? Honestly it's like im talking to a pissed off robot. Also you can take the helmet off, no one's going to shoot you. Well unless you slept with someone around here." She laughed, clearly a bit tipsy at this point.

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Snow couldn't help but sigh again, was this mare really this clueless? She started down the ramp towards Absolutely Everything, the hot day and the dust blowing everywhere was an incentive enough to leave it on. "Actually I don;t know if you know, but pegasi here are kind of seen as less that a rad-roach. I tend to get shot at a lot, or at least taken down, besides there's going to be a dust storm blowing through here in say... two hours so I think it might be best to leave it on, and for you to get a mesh cloak and some face gear; take it from me; the stuff sucks in servose systems like those in your leg." She stated, pushing open the door to the little shack store and immediately getting a very squishy hug, thank Celestia for power armor, from the nicest ghoul ever Ditzy. "Hey Ditzy, you have those batteries and that broken rifle I asked about, oh and a fiber shall?"

She got a quick nod and a rush to one corner, the shall tossed on the counter along with some kind of broken energy weapon and two fission batteries. A quick scribble from a note pad and the total came to seven hundred bits. Five plasma grenades and four-hundred fifty caps later and she was putting away the rifle and batteries and slinging the shall over herself. "Get what you need, I'll be waiting outside." She stated, stepping out the door.

[Assistant] "I'm fully aware how they are seen. You think I wouldn't have jumped up to save you if I didn't like you? People in this town stick to old ways. Those old ways include hating Pegasi so I stepped in." Amber explained. "Don't worry about me, I got some gear in my bag." Once they had entered Absolutely Everything though, Amber stood back, leaning on the wall. "Usual there Ditzy." She had spoken up, getting up from the wall and putting a few caps on the counter. Ditzy had looked down at the caps, shaking her head slightly and taking something from under the counter. Bringing out a large bottle she set it on the counter, sliding it over with a slightly annoyed look on her face. Taking the bottle and putting it in her bag.

[User] Snow sighed when she saw that, not that she didn't have her own inner demons, given the amount of chems she carried around on a regular basis. "Hey I'm sorry okay, I just got a partner who doesn't know the mission specs, and I was almost mauled for the eighth time today. I shouldn't take it out on you though; to be truthful when I'm not partying I try to be pretty nice. I'm a medic by trade and those supplies could help a lot of ponies." She stated, starting towards the gates of the city and looking up at the mountain in the distance. "We have a choice here, through the main caves, or the pass that leads through the main mountains. Though the prior is likely filled with pockets of that accursed cloud." She stated, stepping out of the gate with a sigh, working through some diagnostics on her helmet. "I'm guessing by that pip-buck you're a stable-dweller?" She asked,starting towards the mountain in the distance, keeping a close eye on her Eyes Forward Sparkle.

[Assistant] Amber seemed to listen silently, already starting to pull a metal flask out of her bag. "Medic huh? Never did like doctors to much, then again most stallion doctors just want to poke me with giant needles. You don't want to do that do you?" She asked, starting to take a drink of the liquid inside. "This thing?" She asked, holding up her foreleg. "Yep. Born and raised. Guess my ancestors were smart enough to get to shelter when the mega spells hit." Amber explained, taking another drink from the flask before putting it back into her bag. "Hell, first steps out of the vault left me minus a leg." Amber seem to chuckle at this, a small smile forming on her face. "Didn't know what he beeping was, next thing I remember is waking up in some town minus a leg, a robotic one in it's place."

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Snow chuckled a bit at that. "I doubt it unless I have to perform surgery or you like that kind of stuff and I somehow get you in my bedroll." The grass crunched under her feet and the air around seemed to cling to her like the hot iron ready to be pressed into her flesh. She didn't have to take a glance over her shoulder to know she was being followed. Though she couldn't suppress a wince from the story. "Ouch, likely a frag mi-" Her ears bolted up and she tackled Amberto the ground just as a bullet wizzed past their heads. "Keep your head down. Let them think they hit you until I draw their fire." She flapped her wings, servos in her armor coming to life and jetting her upwards, her cloak flying off in the process.

"Hey dumb-ass, you hit the wrong target!" She stated, spinning as a barrage of bullets flew her way, the cannons at her side glowing for an instant before a blast of energy left them, slamming into the ground about two-hundred meters away, four ponies sitting there all in full combat armor. It was clear that somepony didn't want them getting into Canterlot, or Zebratown. Her wings tucked in as she dove towards the ground, only tho slam her wings back just in time to not hit the ground and for her saddle to launch out two more bolts, this time turning the sniper's head into a spray of red and chunks, one of them looking on in horror only for a second before grabbing the rifle himself and taking aim. Although she'd done as she wanted, they were focused purely on her.


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"Yea, It was a frag mine. Though in retrospect, I probably should have known from the beep-" Amber had immediately shut her mouth as she was tackled to the ground. "Whoa there, at least take me out for drinks first." The unicorn grumbled, her metal flask floating out from her bag, Amber already unscrewing the lid and taking a few gulps at the liquid inside. "You know, they may think we're just a threat---and I'm talking to myself." Slowly rising up from the ground, keeping her flask floating next to her. Shaking her head for a moment, Amber had put away her flash, a dark blue aura forming around the handle of her gun.

"Gotta do everything my damn self don't I?" She mumbled. "Oi! Assholes! Cease Fire and I'll call off the Pegasus!" She yelled, still ready to fire at a moment's notice. Yes this was a stupid plan but talking had gotten her out of worse situations before. "Oi! Didn't you hear me! Whatever the fuck you're mad out, we can talk this shit out! If not we're gunna have to shoot you! Not gunna lie, I don't feel like shooting anypony." She had continued. "Just drop your---" Amber hadn't been able to finish, two bullets flying past her head and she hit the dirt. "Luna fuck me with the... Pegasus Girl! Finish this shit up!" She called out.

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Snow rolled her eyes, figured the stable mare would... the pony got lucky,one of the bullets slamming into her leg, throwing her off balance for a moment. Her diagnostic screen flashing red while she regained control with a growl. "That hurt you jack-ass!" She cried, rolling forward in a swift barrel roll and sending out three green glowing orbs that landed at the mercenary's feet. A moment later and they erupted in a flash of brilliant caustic emerald, turning one into a puddle, another armor literally shattering and turning his chest into a bloody pool, and the third screaming as he fell with two of his legs blown off.

"Oh jeeze that has to hurt." He was silenced with a quick bolt from her rifles, descending on the bodies. A rifle, a pistol, 3.57, a ten millimeter sub machine gun, some frag grenades and some nice ammo later and she was trotting back to Amber with an angry look,not that it could be seen under her helmet. "What the heck Stable girl?! You could've been killed by that stunt! Those were clearly mercs that overheard us. How long have you been out of the stable?" She asked with a bit of an edge to her voice, she'd almost just lost her partner and she wasn't exactly keen on seeing a pony dead when they were under her guidance again.

[User] Amber had already gotten back up at this point, having taken out the same flask she had continuously put in and out of her bag. "Stable girl? That what you're calling me now" She asked, sounding a bit on the defensive side. "Okay, lets make it even then. What the hell Enclave bitch?" She yelled, glaring at Snow. "If you're going to start barking orders at me then how about I just lay down and start kissing your flank. I saw the armor and I made a call. It could have been a misfire and you decided to rain death down on them as fast as you could. Did you try to talk to them first?" Amber asked, tapping her hoof as if waiting for an answer. "Didn't think so. So before you want to explode on me for doing something stupid, how about you shut your pretty little mouth think about what just happened."

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Snow backed up a bit at that, was she really? "Excuse me, if a pony in full armor like that shoots at us then I tend to shoot back. You might think that just because they're wearing combat armor that they're your standard mercenary?! That was a shot at your head, there's no way that was a misfire, not if all of them already had guns at the ready. I don't want you to kiss my flank but trust me when I say I've seen the worst this place has to offer. Ever been in a slave pin? Or underneath a stallion who doesn't care if you don't like males? Or heck instead of getting a cyber limb having one grown back from hydra blood?!"

She looked at that flask with an eye twitch. "I think you need to set down the bottle and look a little closer, I saw you talking to those critters in the bar. I may not understand it but that bunny is one I've seen around, did you think of asking him for info? Just be a bit more observant." She was a party mare, she dealt with every chem, including alcohol, but Amber was constantly drinking. "Fuck it, lets just get moving." She stated, placing the grenades on the ground, for now what Amber got of the looting, as she started though the entrance to the pass.

[User] "You ever go back to your home and see everyone that you ever loved or cared about dead? Everyone that you grew up with, saw every single day, LIVED with your whole Celestia Dammed life dead?!" Amber yelled. "If you think you can sit around and play 'Poor Pegasus' all day then maybe you should be the one to be a bit more Celestia Dammed observant!" At this point, Amber had been screaming, stomping her hoof, a dark blue aura surrounding the grip of her gun. She had stayed like this for a few minutes before taking a breath, the aura around her gun fading away. Amber had just shook her head, taking a sip from her flask and putting it back. "It... it helps the pain." She said, stopping but not turning around just yet.

[Assistant] Snow sighed deeply looking back at her own packs. "No I don't, but I do know what it's like for hem to see you as less than trash, the ones who love you kicking you to the curb for no other reason than your ideals, and if you ever return... you die. I know how escapes can dull the pain but you know you can't get rid of it." She turned back around with a sigh. "Think of them though, would they want you to drink yourself to death, or to go on like this? You have to move forward and honor their memory. Before I became a Dashite I saw my people tie up wastelanders, mares, foals, and stallions alike and use energy weapons on a low frequency to slowly burn off their flesh. I came down here because of it. Just come on, we still have a few hours at least." The mountain above them was harsh, a single path with jagged rocks and chasms, the ever looming storm clouds above them rolling as though ready to open up any second.

[User] Amber simply sighed. She wasn't referring to her family, that was something she had gotten over. What she had been referring to was the mechanical leg. "I'll take my chances with drinking I guess." She mumbled. "As for Pegasus, I know what they do. They're pretty fucked up ponies. World goes to hell and they just close up the clouds and hide like cowards." With that Amber only shook her head, following behind Snow as they walked. Glancing up to the storm slowly brewing above them, Amber had rose an eyebrow, already feeling a few drops of rain fall onto her head. Any sensible pony at this point would have gotten an umbrella or at least something to cover them from the incoming rain storm, but Amber wasn't a sensible pony. Plus, it was just a little rain, it never hurt no pony. "So how long of a walk we got?" She called, wiping a bit of water from her face.

[Assistant] Snow looked up just as it started to rain, worrying her a bit with how the pink cloud worked. "Only for about another hour, avoid any kind if puddles with pink stuff in them, that stuff really sucks if it gets on ya." She started forward, happy that whoever designed the trail pre-war had brains enough to build a ditch to the side. That wasn't to say the past was safe, the bombs left soft earth behind and during the war rocks were mined at a near constant rate so rock slides, shattered rubble, and dips were all a part of it. At least the rain here wasn't acid like in some places. She led them for about another hour, lightning starting to flash. "If we're going it has to be now, jump on my back." She ordered, spreading her wings, soon they'd have shelter and she could relax a bit again.

[User] Amber had silently followed most of the way, nodding at Snow's advise about the puddles. She had already knew about the pink stuff from stories. How it could do some pretty fucked up things to a pony. Liquidizing insides, fusing skin to objects, all that stuff she had heard from travelers. Had she ever seen it up close and personal? No. Would she ever touch the stuff if she saw it? Also no. After about an hour of silence, Amber having stopped here and there to look at some wildlife. Once they stopped however, Amber had already had her attention on more of the wild life, even a small group of Radbits hiding under her for protection from the rain. "On you back? Can you even carry somepony? I don't want to be flying here and suddenly be dropped of even zapped by lightning. The suit im sure makes you a bit of a Lightning rod."

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Snow rolled her eyes. "That isn't how electricity works. We wouldn't be grounded first off and second this armor is designed so lightning won't strike it. You really think we wouldn't have thought of that given that we weaponize lightning?" The rain around them was picking up mucking up the ground beneath her hooves. Although Amber was right, this was going to be tough but it was better than trying to find an access with all those ghouls running around. A few seconds pf digging in her bags later and she brought out the mesh cloak from before.

"Put this on first, it will avoid that leg of yours conducting electricity and if it does hot us it will only travel along the outside. I can make it but we need to go now before this storm gets any worse." It would be much easier once they actually landed, if that hatch was actually there that is.The entire town loomed above them, pink cloudy of water traveling past in what was almost rapids. It held a foreboding presence, one that seemed like it would reach out and swallow them any minute. There was no turning back, if they didn't fly now then they'd likely be overtaken soon and she wasn't to keen on dyeing in a storm educed rock slide.

[User] Amber had instantly noticed the ground starting to shake, the little creatures that had been hiding under her now booking it to the nearest burrow they could find. "Fuck Science let's go." She yelled, immediately jumping onto Storms back, throwing the cloak on as quick as she could. Though as she had hopped on, that's when she spotted the pink water, her eyes going wide. "Well? Do I have to slap your flank of something? Fly damn you!" She yelled, keeping her eyes on the pink water rushing forward. "Look, I'm not a scientist but if you don't fly right now we're probably going to have at least less then a minute before we're swallowed by a sea of pink death!"

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Snow's eyes went wide when she saw it, the second she felt the weight on her back she shot up, or tried to, a metal leg was kind of heavy even with power armor. She managed to get above the water level just as it rushed past them. She couldn't deny that this was not thought through as she flapped harder, making a very slow ascend and progress towards the place. Fortunately that infamous pink cloud was mostly washed away and there weren't many pockets in the area. A slow flight, ducking around destroyed buildings started. The place showed it's age now though with broken windows, collapsed structures, partially broken up objects littering everything, and the occasional street light flickering.

It took her almost two hours but eventually she sat on the roof panting hotly as she started towards the hatch that was fortunately still there. The second they entered though lights shot on and a holo terminal appeared in front of them. "What the hell is...?" She asked, looking over the commands, foals, caretakers? What the heck was this? Though for some reason when she tried to walk through it it just popped up in front of her again with 'PLEASE ACCEPT'.

There was a door ahead locked with mag locks so there was no doubt in her mind this thing held the secret. Just for the hell of it she checked all the boxes. And tapped accept, the door opening with a ding and arrows guiding them down to a station... one that grabbed them and started to pull of their clothing. "W-what the hell?"

[User] Amber rolled off Snow's back the moment they had landed, simply laying on the hatch for the moment. "Okay, that was not fun. Science be dammed we made it without getting struck but still not fun." Amber said through breaths. Yes she hadn't been the one flying but riding on a Pegasus's back through a lightning storm wasn't the funnest or least stressful thing to do. As Snow had opened the hatch, Amber lifted herself to her hooves, looking over the hatch. "Yes, let's blindly jump in." She mumbled, following Snow inside. Once the light's had shot on, Amber herself had started to look around, not wanting to touch anything. "Okay, just a thought but maybe we shouldn't touch anything. Pre war tech can be a bit dang-" Amber unfortunately didn't get to finish her sentence, feeling something start to pull at the armor she had on. "Whoa! No strip tease!" She yelled, her weapon floating out from the holster and opening fire on whatever had grabbed her.

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The machine responded immediately. "Unauthorized weapons detected, confiscation required." It stated, quickly ripping the pistol from Amber's magic in what seemed to be a magical grasp, the same happened with her shot-gun, dart-gun, and grenades. Snow met a similar fate, now out of her power armor and stripped of all her weapons and items. Both of them were promptly pushed onto a rather well preserved padded table, Snow squirming before restraints came to her hooves and wings, pinning her firmly.

"Celestia fuckin- AHH TINY NEEDLE!" She cried as the machine shoved one into her right hind leg. Diagnosis running on a screen before it tried to do the same to Amber, only to hit cold steel.

"Cyber augments detected, redirecting." Instead a plug rushed out, quickly rammed into her pussy fora second before a beep sounded and it was removed just as quickly. "Mare one age twenty-five, pegasus, full foal treatment diaper level three." She was once again pressed into the table, a diaper coming up and making her spit out insults that could put Tartarus to shame. The machine though was quick to bring a pacifier up and a paddle, quickly lifting her legs and making the place ring out with harsh smacks, the pacifier rammed into her mouth and bound in the back of her head. "Behave or punishment will increase." It stated, quickly powdering her and pushing her down a shoot. Making her groan as she was roughly deposited into what was essentially a nursery only bigger and... perverted.

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Once the pistol was ripped away, Amber's horn started to light up again. With all her weapons gone, there was one thing she had left. However before she could actually do anything, a loud click was heard as something was hooked around her horn, causing any type of magic she had built up to simple spark and die out. Managing to glance over to Snow, the wheels in Amber's head slowly started to turn. The system was reacting to their movements! If she struggled, it would just lead to whatever the system was to do something to stop it.

"Snow! The system's---" Before she could say anything else though, Amber let out a loud yelp, feeling something ram inside her, only to remove itself. After Snow's Diagnostic was said aloud, Amber's was next.

"Unicorn Mare, age twenty two. High Alcohol Level detected. Full Foal treatment Level three plus full System purge." Just as the machine had done to Snow, Amber was pressed against the table before a thick diaper was pulled out, being tapped up. During the whole process though, the only thing out of Amber was a series of whimpers. A pacifier had come down, being placed in Amber's mouth and Amber herself being sent down the same shoot. The Unicorn landed with a rather loud thump, still a little stunned about what had just happened.

[Assistant] Snow found herself in a bizarrely oversized nursery, her body clad in an uncomfortably thick diaper. The pacifier lodged in her mouth rendered any attempt at protest muffled and useless. She took a moment for her eyesight, disoriented from being unceremoniously dumped down a chute, adjusted and she began taking stock of her surroundings. It was unsettlingly perverse; everything was scaled up as if they were in a world designed for giants. Her gaze fell on Amber, who had been deposited nearby, also looking stunned and equally ridiculous in her new attire. A surge of anger bubbled within Snow; this wasn't just humiliating---it was degrading. But she knew better than lash out immediately; they needed a plan if they were going get out of this absurd predicament.


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Her vision was still swimming when she looked up to see the colt standing above her, a strapping young pegasus lad. "I'm... juuuuust fine," she said, a little bit floaty and with a goofy smile on her face. What was she supposed to be worried about? Tentacles? She froze briefly, straightening out while she looked around, and then realize no, no slimy tendrils were violating her right this moment. Oh right. The ball. She flapped her wings to get to her hooves and swished her tail to snag the ball carefully, inadvertently showing off her ass a bit while she did so. It was a nice ass. plush and perky. She was a bit on the small side so the small amount of pudge combined with her hips made it a very nice feature, obvious and a bit of an eye-catcher. Rainy had never quite realize this and was largely unconcerned with it, but when she used her tail to pick up a ball it spent quite a bit of time wiggling for everyone to see.

She bounced it off her butt and let it drop, carefully timing it before bouncing it back towards Crooked Defense. Not a harsh strike like his was, it was more of a gentle arc, playfully aimed towards him. Rainy had reasonable coordination and would probably have managed on most sports teams, but generally cared a lot less about them then she did the weather. Dusty was really the only reason she was doing the cheerleading thing, that and a shot at the 'sexy cheerleader' angle to get Crooked on board.

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Blocking it with his shoulder effortlessly, he raised an eyebrow, smiling with a cocky look on his face. "There ya go. Good to know some of the mares cheering us on out here have a bit of motor control. You ever consider signing up for the team?" He went back to juggling, in an obvious attempt to show off. Dusty trotted over, smiling a bit. "Bonjour, Crook. How is the team feeling today?" Shifting his body towards the thin mare, he puffed out his chest again, getting a certain look on his face. "Uh... Nous sommes... tous bien... va profiter... de votre cul?" He smiled, the filly giggling back at him. "Well, it's certainly nice to see somepony who's a little worldly around here. I swear, half the ponies in this school..." He nodded, headbutting the ball back to a teammate. "Yeah, you're telling me. Say, you fillies have a good day out there too, alright? Who knows, if you do well enough, maybe we'll have to take you ladies out somewhere after the game." He stuck out his tongue, pivoting to trot back to his teammates, calling out to them.

Dusty trotted up close to Rainy, grinning wildly. "He is so, totally into you, amoureux. You have to do that trick again, and if you pull it off, you will have his attention for sure. Ooh, I can imagine the two of you together..." She sighed, patting her friend's shoulder. "Forget Blitz. If you can get his attention, you might have to share him with me some time." She giggled, poking Rainy in the ribs. The cheerleading coach blew her whistle, calling the team together, a few of the other fillies, and those few colts who had joined up all crowding around her.

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Her heart was pounding in her ears, and it was a good thing. She smiled more brightly than she had in the past few months and literally floated over to where the squad was gathering together. "H-he probably won't actually want to go out with us later today..." She said. "Will he? Uh... sh-sharing? I don't... m-maybe?" She asked, her gray face having a large patch of red flare up as she considered Dusty and her leaned in, both of them suckling and licking as they slowly moved from the base of his shaft up to the tip while Crooked sat back and smiled at the two lusty fillies. Her wings abruptly shot out, and her flush only grew as she realized this.

Forcing them back down, she quickly fell into line besides Dusty, thanking the sun she had worn the panties because if she couldn't get this out of her head her shorts might become abruptly soaked. Regardless, she focused on the teacher and tried to get the thoughts out of her head for now. She had a routine to do and that came first. She frowned as she considered the Prench conversation that Dusty and him seemed to be having. What was he saying? She hadn't taken the class, opting instead for a course in Yak (mostly loud inflections) but she thought that Dusty used the word 'cul' a lot, especially around Rainy...

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The instructor stared down the team, holding her clipboard up. "Alright fillies, colts, we're gonna do this, and we're gonna do it right. Now, understand, I don't want no showboating from any of you, just do what you've been practicing. If anypony is lagging behind, try to help them catch up, and if you are that pony, do your best to be caught up anyways." She stamped her hoof down, standing up straighter. "You all got that?" The team cheered back, getting pretty excited. Despite her rough mannerisms, the coach smiled, giving them a little salute as they trotted off towards their positions. As she trotted along with the team, smiling at the colts on the team as they crossed paths, Dusty pulled her friend aside as they were trotting over to the fields, speaking in a harsh whisper.

"Rainy... I don't care what coach says. You absolutely must do that trick again, when we do the pyramid. You're already going to be leaping from the top, so if you can do that spin as you land, you'll blow them away. You'll be the star of the show, mon cherie!" Patting Rainy on the shoulder, she rubbed down her back, smiling. "Try not to worry too much, non? Today will be your day to shine!~" Letting the blue pegasus take the lead, Dusty snuck a quick glance at her friend's backside, noticing that it was... sticking to her, inbetween her legs. "And, perhaps this will be your night as well?" Giggling, she stepped into formation with the team, watching as the crowd started to settle in.

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As the captain did her pre-show checkup, it was all that Rainy could do not to roll her eyes dramatically at the coach. They had been practicing this for weeks with no discernable problems, she was just doing this to try and make it feel big and important. The squad was ready, the routine was ready, and it was going to go off without a hitch. She did, however, pay heed to her advice and guidelines. The coach was a pro at this, she knew what she was doing, and Rainy wasn't going to be the one to disappoint her.

And then immediately as soon as she thought this, Dusty insisted she do a bit of showboating. She winced as she heard the two conflicting requests and had to pore over them in her mind. She guessed it wouldn't hurt... the twist was a fairly simple move and it wouldn't take them any longer... she gave her a curt nod at her request, and tried to ignore the brief flush as Dusty noticed her moisturized backside. Why was she looking back there ALL the time? She didn't make a move on her, just constantly monitored how aroused she was at the moment.

Shaking her head and focusing on the routine, she formed up into her position with the rest of the cheerleaders. It would be a moment before they did their game-opening routine, but she was in the zone already, ready to perform and kick some ass.

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The routine went smoothly, everypony performing their actions smoothly and on time. Sea Shores didn't even lag behind on his hoof-pivots this time during the team name letter-by-letter countdown routine, which Dusty had been worrying about. The Away Team's cheerleading squad couldn't even hold a candle to the Home Team's, blowing them out of the water. And, just a few minutes before the big finale for the half came up, when Crook was able to intercept a breakaway, sending the striker into the dirt, he kicked the ball back to his teammates, and looked right at Rainy, blowing her a little kiss. It was unmistakably directed right at her, and nopony else. She couldn't mistake where those piercing, fierce green eyes were looking. Dusty gave her a glance mid-routine knowingly, her mind seemingly also on the stallion, now.

After just a few more minutes, the halftime segment was coming up, and it was time for the big trick. That feeling of everything being happy and coming together swelled in Rainy's chest, and it felt like finally, after all this time, things were gonna go perfectly for the mare. The bottom layer of the pyramid formed up, and the other ponies were starting to hop into place, everypony standing right where they needed to. Dusty was about to jump up to her position, and then it was Rainy on the top, they would give their cheer, and then she'd leap from the top, do the extra trick, land... And life would be perfect.

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Well... perfect was pushing it, she reminded herself. But it was nice that everything was going well for once. Between their amazing first performance absolutely kicking the ass of the enemy's performance and shooting the inspiration and motivation of their team into overdrive. They were absolutely crushing the motivation, and it was pretty obviously at least thanks to the cheerleaders. Not just motivation, but something about the promise of a bunch of sweaty, attractive mares being very pleased with your work was something that got stallions to really kick the ass of their opponents.

As for Dusty... she might be sharing with her. That was a weird thought. Not because she begrudged Dusty also being attracted to Crooked, she just hadn't thought of getting a colt-friend to come so closely attached to her getting together with someone. Would she be okay with sharing...? She would need to talk to Dusty about it later.

For now, though, she had more pressing concerns. The pyramid was quickly forming up. The earth ponies formed the base, their musculature making them ideal to keep the thing from wavering in the slightest. Next was the unicorn, with a bit of telekinetic jiggling as they pushed themselves up. Finally, the pegasi, big ones hopping up on top and then the smaller ones. Dusty was near the very top, second from the peak. The very peak was, of course, Rainy herself, and she fluttered up, hind hooves landing on the backs of her supporters while she stood there dramatically.

Finally, of course, it was time for the dismount. She took a deep breath before she pushed off, wings flapping, and then with a gasp of air, start to descend with a twirling motion.

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Just as the filly was soaring through the air, performing her little aerial maneuver, she was suddenly and violently snatched out of the air. Her eyes shooting open, looking for what happened, it was... Oh. Of course. Bursting out of a sprinkler system, a water pump, and a drainage ditch, were those celestia-damned, mother-bucking tentacles, once again, here to ruin everything! But, this was a new low! Up until now, they had been confined to baths, sleepovers, camping trips, and just the occasional 4 AM molest session. But now? Why, of all the times, of all the places, did it have to be now?!

The thick, slick, fleshy tendrils quickly wrapped around her stomach, holding her in place midair, while another wrapped around her ankle, and another right up against the base of her tail. Not seeming to want to fool around, they immediately turned the filly to be face-down, spreading out her legs and pulling up her tail, keeping it tight against her lower back. Suddenly, the tendrils did something she had never seen before. Perhaps due to limited places they could sprout from, the limbs themselves slowly split in half, forming a second tentacle coming from the main trunk, just as autonomous and gropey as the first. One of the new tentacles immediately slithered up against her plot, and down the back of her panties, slobbering all over both her already wet marehood, as well as her tight, very-rarely-touched plothole, getting it all sticky and gooey just from the touch.

The audience screamed out in panic, some ponies getting up and running, others galloping down to the bound-up filly. The soccer game came to a quick halt, the athletes abandoning the ball to come over and watch the horrors unfolding upon Rainy. The coach seemed mortified, immediately running over to the filly. "Oh no, no you don't, you octopus-lookin' sonofa..." She wrapped her hooves around a tendril, desperately trying to pull it off her athlete, before getting a quick whip to the side of the head with a purple tentacle, slapping her with a rather wet, meaty sound. She continued to attempt to pull her free, but each touch resulted in another, more forceful whip, eventually knocking the coach back enough that she didn't attempt another rescue. The cheerleading team scattered, the pegasi flying up and away, the unicorns either making a break for it, or using any magic they could to aid in their escape, and the earth ponies just bolted. Sandy Shores, the feminine-looking colt who seemingly joined the team entirely because the outfits looked nice, was initially whipped by a tentacle, before one slowly curled around his hoof, keeping him in place. "Ah! Ahh! Help, help me, help mee!"


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Tempest chuckled, letting go of his arm, though she didn't hop off of him at first, keeping a firm hand on his sack as she explained "The dead arm will wear off in an hour, you'll be a little sore for about a day, but I think it's more your pride that hurts hmm? Trust me my sweet, delightful guard, you should feel honored to lose to a mare of such radiance... I'm sure you are, I can already smell the excitement. Trust me, you're not the first stallion I've had writhing in the dirt... begging practically for my cock."

She gave his balls one last harder squeeze, enough to send a jet of shooting pain through his body before she began to undress, her sizable breasts wrapped in a cloth for comfort in her armor. Meanwhile she stepped out of her trousers, kicking them off whilst still atop her prize, leaning in and nibbling his ear, whispering "How much I'd love to claim you right now, teach you, your proper place... you aren't ready yet however... first you must learn to work for it before you can be rewarded."

She squatted, rolling the stallion over, her cock inches from his face, but somehow he already knew he had to work his way to taste her glory, and boy was it glorious... not only was she bigger than any stallion he'd ever seen, but girthier to boot! Those massive, sweaty balls giving off a musky, and rank scent that had him instantly hooked!

As she turned however, he found an equally as appealing sight... the tight and puckered hole of Tempest, probably still a virgin technically, something no stallion was allowed to touch, the mare backing up as soon he found himself almost smothered by her nicely sized bubble butt, the mare ordering "Lick my tailhole out slut, and perhaps you shall be rewarded tonight..."

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It was intense... as Tempest rolled him over, Broadshield gazed upon her immense, glorious cock and balls... enough to put any stallion he knew to shame! He wanted her so badly... he would've done anything for her... this goddess of a mare before him. He let out a yelp of pain as she squeezed his balls again, before he found himself staring right into Tempest's ass... a tight pucker of dark purple, beneath her tail, as her bubble butt sat down on his face.

She didn't even need to speak, as he almost immediately began to eat her out, his tongue sliding out and eagerly going to taste her tight muscle, his tongue tasting the sweat from her body, the smooth flesh all around him as his left hand reached up to gently grab her ass, eager to make her feel as good as he could manage. His tongue bathed her ass in his spittle, as he even kissed it, making out with her entrance as he knew he'd never get to do anything else to it... even trying to slip his tongue inside. All she could hear, aide from some wet smacking sounds, were his breathing through his nose as he focused all of his efforts on eating her out, on making nice with her tailhole.

All the while, the colt watched the mare dominate the stallion... finding his own shaft throbbing intensely as he watched, and couldn't help but wonder what it felt like to be in that guard's position. Tempest, he could see, was a beautiful mare... and her beauty was something beyond what the colt could've imagined... and he wanted to be with her, too... if only he could find a way to do so without possibly getting kicked off the carriage. He was subsisting on some of the trail rations... he had already eaten one of them.

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"Mmm you're good at this? You done this before? I bet you were a real nasty like faggot back in the Royal Guard, is that why you needed to leave? Cause you did nothing but suck ass? Gosh stallions are so fucking pathetic, I've got bigger brains, a bigger dick and fat balls that prove me right." She was pushing more and more against his tongue, grunting in pleasure as he rimmed her ponut, lathered the entrance to her tailhole and generally showed just how much of a submissive bitch to futa ass he was. She'd chosen her new bodguard/bodyslave well, she was going to have a lot of fun with him.

She reached down, ripping down her pants and letting his cock spring free, grasping it as tightly as she had his balls, chuckling as she ground her ass against him, squishing his cock and demanding "Is this really all you've got? Can you even fuck a 12 year old filly with a cock this size? Let me show you a REAL cock," she smirked, lifting her ass off of him, standing up as she grasped his mane, wrenching him up half with strength and half with sheer presence, the dusk slowly setting as her cock prodded against his eye, the mare rubbing it over his face, spreading her scent around and generally getting him well acquainted with something he'd be getting a lot of time with.

"What are you waiting for? Start sucking like a good boy and perhaps I'll let your ass get sloppy seconds, if I even feel teeth I swear I'm just going to tie you to a tree and leave you here, I cannot stand incompetence!"

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Broadshield couldn't believe this... here he was, being humiliated like this... but he was so hard... and it was true, he would occasionally eat out his comrades' asses whenever he couldn't get any from his girlfriends... he was a submissive at heart... but he'd never done anything like this before. And Tempest's butthole was the tastiest he'd ever had... and he was eagerly looking forward to more and more of it in his face.

As she reached out and demeaned his cock, which he knew was above average by stallion standards, was still quite small by her own standards. He leaned up to keep submissively worshipping her ponut, not willing to let it go like the submissive bitch he was, before she finally left him, and prodded her cock against his face. Initially, he nuzzled it worshipfully, showing it the kind of respect he knew it deserved... he had to stop denying himself... denying that he loved cock... that he always wanted it, even though he'd been trying to convince himself otherwise by going on dates. Eagerly, he licked up her shaft, moaning like the little slut he was, before engulfing the huge, girthy mass within his maw, sliding it deep into his mouth, until it hit the back of his throat. He proceeded to bob his head on her shaft, using his tongue, swirling it around her slightly rounded cock head, as his left hand reached over and fondled her gorgeous, grapefruit-sized balls, eager to give her some more pleasure as he tasted her flesh.

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The friction and rubbing of the moving cart over the past few hours resulted in Tempest's cock being sweats and delicious, the tip of her flat head swirling around his mouth, the mare running her hands through his hair and shushing him, saying "It's okay honey, it's okay... you're a cute little slut for cock now... you can forget about mares and their holes, you're just going to think about my delicious fat member from now on." She was almost loving in the way she said it, gripping his hair before forcing him to choke more and more on her member, bobbing his head forcefully as she thrust lightly, moaning at the pleasure, he truly was a great ball fondler.

"W-What a little whorse you are? I bet you've been lying to yourself all this time. Do you really need pussy? I mean it's clear you've done this before, you just didn't realize that it was your destiny... to serve me and become mine... I think you know what your future is!"

She smirked as she traced her hands up and down his face, starting to thrust into his throat, not even half her cock inside of him and already bulging his throat painfully, pre oozing down and into his mouth as she cared little for his stretched throat. The site was erotic, the feeling was erotic, Tempest tweaking on of her nipples and moaning intermittently in pleasure. Broadshield would serve her well... already he had resigned himself to servitude, and the best thing was she knew it.

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Broadshield was practically hypnotized by Tempest's words, as he moaned gently in acceptance of his new role, of his destiny as her personal slut. He forgot all about the mares he once tried to woo, he knew that Tempest, with her great rack, her gorgeous ass, and her fat cock and balls would be all he needed, all he'd ever need from a mare. He gagged heavily as she forced her cock into his throat, bulging it lewdly as he deepthroated it, his nose touching her crotch as his tongue was pinned to the bottom of his mouth.

Had he been able to reply, he would have lavished her with praise. Yes, he had fondled balls and given blowjobs before, to the stallions in his barracks, he had eaten their asses out like a little whorse, and not once had he ever gotten his cock wet... and it seemed, now, that he never would. As he fondled her balls, he lavished in how firm, how big, and how smooth they were, as he moaned in pleasure around her cock, no doubt sending pleasurable vibrations up her shaft. She had won, fair and square... and he was glad to submit to her.

Snow Drift, meanwhile, moaned gently as he watched the guard get forced to suck Tempest's cock. He covered his mouth, as he saw that Tempest was facing his general direction and could have easily seen him had she simply tilted her head up. His hand was down his pants as he fondled his small cock, which was, by contrast to Broadshield's cock, small, even for one of his age.

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Tempest's light moans and grunts of pleasure along with the wet *plap* of balls against Broadshield's chin was all that filled the air, the mare squatting and pumping into his face nice and hard, making sure to wait for a few moments so his had a nice bulge to it before pulling almost out to her tip, the slow but deep fucking helping to open up his throat, she'd need to get rid of that nasty gag reflex after all, she couldn't have her bodyguard/slave choking when he wasn't supposed to.

"G-Good faggot, that's it... take it like the little sissy bitch you are. No more mare pussy, not even any stallion ass. You're going to be taking my cock and my cock alone for the rest of your life unless I say so. Who knows, if you're a good boy I might even let you jerk off," she grinned, dominating the stallion, growling as she came closer and closer to release. "I'm stronger, smarter and better than you in every way, my dick is even bigger than you. You don't need to be a genius to know that I'm in charge, deny it and you may leave, but you will never be taken by me again!" she teased, knowing that in the heat of this, this stallion couldn't deny her. She had him, panting as she thrust one more time down his throat, starting to cum.

Wave after wave of nice, thick love goo began to spew from her cum slit, straight down his throat and into his belly. The lucky stallion began to taste as she pulled out to his mouth, making sure he swallowed it all as it felt like he was drinking a thick milkshake, load after load running into his belly, making him feel like he gorged himself after 30 seconds of non stop cumming, Tempest's balls drained, the mare sighing in happiness.

"Good boy... now clean me up, I'm not putting my trousers back on like this."

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Broadshield couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure around her cock erupts with cum into his body, filling his belly to the brim with her seed, fully showing him who was in charge, and how she was not only his client, but also his mistress... his owner. He may have received her money, but he was in this for more than just that, now... she had exposed him... reminded him who he really was... a submissive stallion, who craved servicing others. But he would only service his mistress, from now on. Not for money, but for the love of her. She was a beautiful, domineering mare... with a cock and balls to shame any stallion. A perfect mare for a submissive, cock-hungry, ass eating slut like him.

As she pulled her cock from his mouth, he tasted her creamy, thick seed... and found it quite deliciously smooth. "Yes mistress," he responded to her commands, as he leaned in and worshipfully licked her cock clean, making sure that no trace of her jizz remained on even so much as an inch of her glorious appendage. "I've... nnnghh..." he panted, as he finished licking the cum from her cock, "been wishing for someone like you for so long..." he moaned gently, "I belong here.. between your legs..." he panted, "...under your tail... beneath you... I'll follow you to the ends of the earth!"

There was suddenly a clanging from the carriage. Snow Drift had slipped and one of the daggers clattered to the floor of the carriage, quite loudly. Broadshield whipped his head around, looking at it. "Mistress... should I go take a look at that?" he asked.