Welcome back to Occupied Equestria
Dark Star, Silver, Iron, and Midnight continue their investigation and hopefully, the take down of a group of organized criminals who have taken up operations at an old fortress on the sea shore. They have already rescued a number of creatures and persuaded them to join in their efforts. Now, they most hope that they can strike with enough force, and quickly enough, to destroy the evil that has taken up residence there.
Up in the North, the ponies are waking up, ready for a new day
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I assume nothing's gonna happen today either?
>>118854There will definitely be no group advancement. And the next time there is a group advancement, I don’t think it will be the same group
>>118855Do you want to restart the campaign with different characters?
>>118856It’s the players I am not sure are coming back. But I guess that is a possibility. Are you enthusiastic for such a restart?
>>118857I do want Cauldron to accomplish her dream... and Zwolf is a neat character that has promise in the worldbuilding side...
>>118858Okay, so at least you want to continue
>>118859I'd like to continue, myself.
>>118859I confirm your assumption.
>>118861Okay...
Iron’s last question
> "Are you sure? My touching always gets out of hoof whenever my mind downstairs wakes up."She starts to sit up, and looks away. Her head over to the bookshelf, but her eyes further up and to the right, with almost focused eyes and a harder expression
“No no... you are alright”
>>118860Well, Silver was wanting to go get more whiskey bottles and maybe fuel oil. But there will definitely be no Dark Star, and probably no Midnight to join him
>>118862Iron cocks his head while he pouts, lowering his brow with worry.
"You do not seem as eager as before."
He shuffles closer to Sands
"I can tell you have a big weight chaining you down."
>>118863Her light red tail is spread across to bed, tilted slightly right, in the direction of Iron. Her front right leg supports her weight, while she brings the left forehoove towards her head. She tilts her head lightly, still looking up, and not towards Iron
“Well....”
>>118864Iron's ears rise up at her piping up, ready to hear her problem as his tail swishes once towards the edge of the bed.
>>118865“No.... I don’t have a chain assigning me down...”
Her voice is almost empty
“I don’t have a zebra at home, for instance....”
Now, her head turns back to Iron. Her muzzle faces his firmly, and both of her eyes look right at him. She has dense green eyes. These are not the light green eyes that normally come to mind when you hear the term “green eyes,” those yellow-tinted glasses that are the color of spring tree leaves, at the greenest. These are darker, much darker and denser, like pine tree needles at dusk. And they are staring at Iron
“What was it again that you and your... ‘coworkers’ were trying to do here in this building tonight?”
>>118862I suppose that leaves Silver to do so himself. But first, if I remember correctly, there's an unconscious robed griffon to deal with.
What exactly is her robe made out of? Anything inflammable?
>>118866Iron blushes slightly at the mention of Cauldron.
(Damn Silver.)
But her green eyes leaves him astonished, wondering what's going on.
"I... do not really remember. Some mission to find evidence to bust this place down, but escalated into pseudo-vigilantism."
>>118869There's no smoke alarm or fire alarm to go off in the bathroom, is there?
>>118868“Escalated? Pseudo-vigilantism?”
>>118871Iron shakes his head.
"To keep it simple: We were here to take down these griffons by whichever means we desire, authorized by law enforcement."
>>118870No such fire safety measures are present
>>118872She blinks, and quickly shakes her head
“So what are you going to do now?”
>>118873Iron turns determined.
"I plan to take down the griffons for their crimes with my own two hooves, not to mention my coworkers and... current acquaintances."
But his face falls slightly at what he was about to do to Sands,
"Although I have to admit I am frustrated for reasons outside this mission."
His erect member twitches slightly.
>>118873Only one thing to do, then.
Silver tears off a strip from the griffon's robe using his survival knife, and uses his Hippo lighter to try to set fire to it.
[1d2 = 1]>>118874What is Iron’s position? How is he sitting or standing, or what is he doing?
>>118876Standing, currently being passive on top of Sands still, I suppose.
>>118875The fire spreads, enveloping the dyed-brown cloth
>>118877She looks down, over at his penis
“He hehmm”
>>118878Silver nods, and runs the cloth under water from a sink to douse it. "This will do."
He then turns to the griffon, offering the unconscious creature a "Sorry about this" before disrobing her.
>>118879The piece of cloth is wet and falls down, blacked and charred by fire on the ends, and showing so many strands of woven cotton on fraying out
And thus, Silver disrobes the griffin. Actually disrobing more females than Iron
A little tag on the robes read out long list of nations
>>118880He stops to take a look at the kinds of countries feautred, showing it to Blue Skies.
>>118882She holds it up
“Cloth... cotton grown in Sicameon. Woven and dyed in New Mareland. Tailored in Skyfall. Sold from White Bell.“
She hooves the five back to him
“The interdependence and excessive complexity of the Griffonian economy in a single piece of clothing. No wonder it collapsed so easily and so thoroughly.”
Shaking her head
“International capitalism...”
>>118881She moves her head straight up, again looking at Iron
“And what happens after it is all over?”
>>118883Iron blinks once.
"After that, it is mostly up for each individual, I think. I may have work for you if you want to, but I do not have any guarantees on it and it is pretty shady. Otherwise, I believe you are free to do whatever."
[1d20+4 = 19]>>118883"It
does seem rather ridiculous. Surely all these countries already had means to make these on their own."
Silver gives the robes and his survival knife over to his current compatriots. "If you could tear this into strips, it would be of great help. Blue, after I tie this griffon up, could you come with me downstairs to acquire more whiskey bottles and some heating oil?"
Use Rope: Accordingly, Silver attempts to bind and gag the griffon with his rope.
>>118885Iron shrugs.
"I do not know exactly. I remember you asked for immunity but you should be fine nonetheless. I am not knowledgable on thess concrete jungle practices on admitting new residents or confirming your identity, but I have not had that issue so far."
He looks at Sands.
"As for work, it is mostly criminal activities. Guard places, patrolling, shaking ponies down. That kind of thing."
>>118886“Cotton doesn’t grow everywhere. Industrial knowhow and a large working class doesn’t exist everywhere. Specialized knowledge of fashion... reputation for fashion... doesn’t exist everywhere. Imagine if it did? What would this working class do if there were no cotton to buy, and no tailors to buy it? Where would they work? Would they work at all? Who would these tailors work for? What would they do then for money and reputation?”
She closes her eyes, her slitted cat eyes, and shakes her head. She looks back to Silver
“Sure...”
>>118887She blinks. Then she looks at Iron with closed, inexpressive lips. Then she blinks
>>118888Iron blinks back.
"I assume you have reservations on that sort of thing, which is fine. I am not about to push you into doing thing you are not fond over."
>>118888"Fair point."
Assuming everything else is successful/being taken care of, Silver heads down with Blue to gather more of the nessecary materials.
>>118890Iron blinks, caught off guard by the question.
"Y-you have to be a little more specific."
Images of Cauldron flash in his mind, making his member twitch a little.
"I have many things in mind."
Followed by images of Sands laying next to Cauldron, both awaiting him.
"Some things other ponies do not seem to think it is possible."
Now both of them are a top a mattress held up by a mountain of bits.
>>118891“Almost a shame”
She slices another piece of the naturally dyed cloth, with a clear ripping sound
“They don’t make ‘em like that anymore”
I mean, Silver
can go alone
>>118892She almost speaks through her teeth
“Where does it leave
me?”
>>118893Iron smiles.
"Obviously you will be rewarded with money and temporary housing from my expenses at first. After that, it is freedom for you to do whatever you want to when you properly get settled. It sounds good, right?"
[1d20+5 = 10]>>118894Silver goes down the steps, with Blue skies behind him, as well as Mala further behind
“He said there was a guard down here...”
>>118895And sense motive
>>118896No lies in what he says. That's for sure.
>>118896"Yes, though I imagine you two might be able to convince him that everything is normal. If not...well, we can always try to 'convince' him."
>>118895>>118897“Well, I... I appreciate what you’ve done for me. So far tonight. And I understand you have much more to do still, but the thing is...”
She looks down, winces her face a little bit, then looks back up to Iron
“I just... If I... will you still be there?”
>>118898“Going to do this the easy way, aren’t you?”
>>118899Iron simply keeps smiling.
"Of course I will be. No matter if you are actually a wanted criminal or something along those lines. I am not about to go back on my word and leave you behind."
He gently places a hoof on her shoulder, still standing atop her.
"I promise you I will be there."
He pauses a bit, pondering.
"However, if you have any big secrets that could prove troublesome, I would wish to know."
>>118899"We will see." He smiles at his companions as they travel down the halls.
>>118900She is currently sitting up, meaning Iron would basically be standing next to her, rather than over herShe opens her mouth slightly with her thin, long muzzle of snow white , and moves it past Iron’s lips, past his eyes, to his ears, and whispers
”I am in heat”Then she pulls away, looking at Iron with longing eyes.
“Well, you’re nice, and cute and all, and... and I like you. You’re big and strong and, and, and, I’m just a little hesitant because I’ve known you half an hour, and because you have a mare friend at home and... tell you what. Yes! I know. We’re going to nuzzle and maybe kiss. We are going to nuzzle hard. But we are
not going to have sex. No, we are not.”
She looks down below Iron, then above
“I’m sorry, it’s just when you moved me, and I saw it, I thought you wanted to have sex with me. I shouldn’t have assumed that. You are a nice stallion. I am just nervous is all. It’s been a rough day, I’m just excited and nervous.”
>>118901And....
\r
>>118901>>118901Blue sheckels returns
“Well, frankly I’m not sure I’ve told a lie that bad since I was in early grade school. But he was eager to get out of there. He must have needed to go to the bathroom or something. Anyways...
hurry. Get what you need”
>>118904Silver senses the urgency in her voice, and attempts to gather as much heating oil and as many bottles of whiskey as he and his companions can carry.
>>118905I suppose I should add "hastily" in there somewhere.
>>118905“Are you going to try to take that entire barrel?”
She asks
>>118902After hearing her whispered conversation, he knew he'd have been in quite the trouble if he dared done coitus with her, making him blush profusely.
Nevertheless, he listens intently to Sands, nodding.
"It is alright."
His member twitches slightly, making him grunt slightly before breathing in to calm himself.
"Although I might be interested in a bit of nuzzling still. You can take the lead."
(The last thing I need is for me to accidentally blow my load on her fur by being too aggressive with my nuzzling.)
>>118907"Can you think of better idea," he genuinely asks her.
>>118908“Well... you were doing such a fine job earlier...”
She lightly touches his chest with her muzzle, then pulls away
>>118909“How much fo you need?”
Mala joins in
“I can help. I am strong”
>>118910Iron looks at Sands, slightly biting his lip before exhaling, giving her a smile, and plunges his snout onto her chest with his member still up.
(Focus, Iron. No coitus, just some nuzzling...)
>>118911"At least enough to fill few whiskey bottles. Maybe couple gallons." He smiles at Mala. "Thank you. If we bring entire thing up, it will help immensely."
[1d20+3 = 17]>>118912“Woah. Heh heh”
Now she moves her body .She tries to use her legs to pull her rump forward, and under iron. Her hind legs are almost graceful pulling her forward, and under Iron. Then she lies down on her back, places her forehooves against the wall, and pushes back, trying to get back into position. She moves her thighs apart. Her inner thighs have shorter hair, almost velvety, and guard underneath two small teets with pink nipples. Further down, even a small portion of a pink skinned vulva is visible. Mostly, however, Iron can see the white velvet fur, from her chest down, with some parts of her ribs poking through. With a glow of green magic almost the color of her eyes, she moves her tail, straightening it out, and moves her mane, long and flowing on her chest, off to the side. Her hooves now hang as she has an awkward smile on her face. The tufts of fur above her hooves are more noticeable than before.
“Nuzzle away”
>>118913“Oh, I can, I can try”
He goes up to the think, and tries to place it on his back
“Hugggh!”
>>118914Silver looks rather impressed by Mala's strength. "Wow. Is that heavy on you?"
>>118915He winces, and his legs push apart. He tries to pull them in, making scratching sounds as his paws scratch against the floor
“N-no...”
He pants somewhat, then says “can you get the door for me”
>>118916Silver does so, as well as using his magic to help offset some of the weight.
>>118914Iron pulls away to gaze at her fluffy, seductive fur with a dreamy smile before looking at her.
"Anywhere?"
>>118918Longer higher on her body, thinner lower in her body, especially between her rear legs. Fluffy or velvety, either way. Mostly smooth, though some patches if rougher first shows it has not been brushed.
“Where ever you like”
>>118917More than that, Silver can keep it stable
“It’s-It’s... I got it.”
Mala stumbles along with the thing on his back”
“Where are we taking this?”
>>118919"Back upstairs, in bathroom we are set up in."
>>118919Iron smile widens before plunging back again at her chest, slowly drifting upwards until it reaches the neck, delivering a small kiss on it.
(Ah~ Now this is what I am talking about.)
>>118921He parts the small forest of as he leads his nuzzle up it, showing the pink fur underneath, then kisses
“Hehe”
>>118920“Oh-oh-okay”
She trembles, then tries to lead the belfry thing up the stairs. There is a slosh as he turns it upwards
>>118922Silver helps with his magic, knowing that can't be very fun for Mala.
>>118922Iron smile widens at her approval before going down to her belly yet again with a small trail of kisses up to her belly, then nuzzles it gently.
(No need to hurt her accidentally.)
>>11893 →Mala’s legs tremble, but the star help is critical, not so much in terms of weight, but in terms of keeping the object in his back
“Just a little... further”
He goes further, up the stairs, upwards, to the landing, and to the hallway. Thankfully, no creature is in the hallway, and they make it to the bathroom
>>118924>>118924Each little kiss presses in on the fur, then let’s it rise with his lips. Her chest and belly, likewise, move slight up and down with her increasing breaths. Her belly is mostly soft when nuzzled, and the skin above has a lot of give, though it pressed back when pressed down
>>118931After nuzzling up and down steadily on Sands' belly, Iron decides to go a little bit lower, where her teats would be.
(No coitus, no coitus, no coitus.)
When his snout is right inbetween her teats, he rests his chin at the middle, rubbing her fur with the bottom of his head from side to side, looking at her with a small grin.
(Yes~)
His member twitches slightly.
>>118932Fur goes slightly up his muzzle, though less so here, as the white velvet is shorter. Her teats are bare in part, showing soft pink flesh below, and prim nipples sticking out below. They are rather squishy against his chin.
“Hehehe”
She twitches, and her legs fold outwitted even further, bouncing a little up and out. As she breath in and out, and twitches her lower areas, the nipples move with them slightly. Looking up, he can see she is looking down at him
>>118933Being a bold stallion, Iron slowly drags his chin towards Sands' left teat before pulling back slightly to quickly kiss the fleshy nipple and goes back to his nuzzling.
(This is life~)
>>118934It twitches and moves, even as it is almost tasteless against the tongue. Her horn lights up in green glow, and her chest moves up and down with increasingly ragged breathes
>>118935Spying with his eyes the increase in the glow of her horn, he gets rather curious.
(Is this what unicorns usually do when flustered?)
His head travels to her right teat, giving another quick little kiss on the nub.
"Seems you are liking this treatment as well as I do."
>>118936“Yes...”
And another little kiss, as the teat is licked
>>118937Deciding to surprise the mare, he nuzzles all the way up to her chest again quickly before pulling up and kissing the tip of her horn.
>>118938She flinches back, when the head comes up, making it more difficult for his mouth to take the backwards moving horn. But he does so. There’s a kind of fuzz on top of the relatively hard surface
>>118939Giggling at the sensation, he looks at Sands with calm glee.
"I never experienced that particular aspect of unicorns before. It tickes."
He starting giving slow pecks around her neck.
>>118940The look of startlement - wide eyes and focused lips - starts to dissipate as her eyes narrow on Iron and her lips fold back. She places her left forehoof on Iron’s neck. Iron can feel her skinny white legs closing on him, and settling down between his barrel and his hind thighs
Her lips pull up to a minor grin
“Tell me. How much of a unicorn
have you experienced?”
>>118942Iron blushes slightly, looking at Sands from under her neck with a sheepish smile.
"You are the first unicorn I have ever interacted with."
>>118943Narrowed eyes slowly become wide, and her bottom jaw opens ever so slightly
“... Really?”
>>118944Iron chuckles nervously, his blush increasing rapidly, before his ears fold and his lips pout slightly.
"...yes."
>>118946Iron raises his brow and his eyes widened at the question.
"Is it rather normal to find unicorns around these parts?"
>>118947Now, one eye closes in part, and the other eye remains wide as her mouth hangs open. She nods her head back and forth
>>118948Iron has a blank expression before a metaphorical torch lights up his memory.
"Wait! I remember I talked to one rather aggressive unicorn mare at the bar one time."
However, he still smiles sheepishly.
"Although I have to admit I have not been long here. I recently got out of under the rock, if you catch my meaning."
He raises a foreleg to gently caress Sands' chest with his hoof.
>>118931Silver smiles at the completion of Mala's impressive feat. "You did great, Mala. Just set it down inside here."
>>118930Dark Star? Is that you? >>118950He pants with kind of a tongue out. But his tail moves back and forth as he pulls the barrel inside
“Okay!”
And then inside...
>>118949“So.... would it be rude to mention the zebra?”