Milfags in Tartarus

>Three milfags
>ArmyAnon, MarineAnon, AirmanAnon
>One Rape Truck
>One mission.
>two objectives
“Gentlemen, as of some time ago two people went missing after going on picnic trips in Tartarus.  Our mission is to find and extract both of these humans, and bring them back to Equestria. Any questions?”
>There was silence, confirming your mission was clear.
>You were ArmyAnon, driver of the Rape Truck.
>To your right, sat your co-driver, Marine Anon, who stood up to man the M19 40mm fully automatic grenade launcher mounted on the roof of the cab.
>In the back sat AirmanAnon, manning the quad .50 caliber system, ready to inflict 2400 half inch pieces of rape in a minute.
>The entire Rape Truck had been rebuilt. More armor, a more sturdy V-shaped plow, and a minifridge.
>You drove the mighty Rape Truck into the gates of Tartarus, and emerged into the ash coverd rocky terrain
>Popping the clutch, you made your way through the gears and lumbered down the trail at 45 MPH, plowing through a cluster of rocks.
>The .50 calibers all around you roared to life, as demons began swarming from nearby caves and from the pools of magma all around.
>But the Rape Truck didn’t give any fucks, and continued to plow through a horde of demons.
>Several explosions plumed up in front from the MK19, sending limbs and blood every which way.
“YIPPE-KAY-A MOTHER FUCKERS!”
>Several more thumping noises came from the MK19 blowing apart a wall ahead of you.
>With the path ahead clear, you leapt from the beaten trail and into the wasteland of the Tartarus charging headlong to the first location.
>In the distance, a lone torch waved on top of an obelisk, signaling where the first of your objectives were.
>You let off the throttle, allowing the Rape Truck to coast to a stop next to the obelisk.
>The human leapt down from his perch, a sword in hand, landing behind the quad 50 as it tore apart the hillside behind you, full of demons and shit.
>popping the clutch, you steered back onto the trail and took off deeper into Tartarus.
>AirmanAnon tossed the newly acquired member of the Rape Truck an M4 along with a bandolier of ammo.
“Help yourself to the mini fridge buddy! You got a name?”
>”They call me Unamazinganon. Thanks for the extract, but isn’t the portal that ways?”
“We got one more human to get, then we’ll extract!”
>Just then the Rape Truck lurched as its heavy plow came crashing into the gnarled trees of the swampy forest.
>But the Rape Truck resumed its rapetastic speed, plowing through everything in its way.
>MarineAnon occasionally shot off bursts of grenades, blowing apart the larger trees that looked too thick to push out of the way.
>The Rape Truck plowed into a clearing, its plow forming two giant waves in the murky waters
>A pair of glowing blue eyes shot a glare over at the approaching metal behemoth,  stopping it in its tracks with a magical aura.
>A human sat up next to the creature, relieved at the sight of the mighty Rape Truck before him.
“Need a lift there friend? Next stop Equestria!”
>”Call me Shermanon! And you can count me in!”
>He climbed in the back of the Rape Truck, where he was given an M4 just like Unamazing Anon.
>The p0ny that accompanied Shermanon slowly began to slink back into the little hut it emerged out of.
>”Can my friend here come along?”
“Sure why the hell not!”
>”Darkie! Get your flank up here, we are leaving!”
>This “Darkie perked her head up, and with a graceful leap landed between Shemanon and Unamazing.
>You restarted the stalled engine, and the blood of its enemies forced a roar through the swamp land un heard before by any other demon.
>Darkie used her magic to lift the Rape Truck into the air, and placed it on the path it had forced through the swamp.
>Once the rear tires made contact with the ground, you floored the accelerator, launching forward through the terrain at top speed.
>0 fucks were given as you hit Critical Raping speed, and emerged from the forest and headlong into a massive wave of demons.
>40mm grenades flew, the quad 50 raged, and the M4s cracked off only to be drowned out by the other weapons.
>You rolled down you window and began tossing M67 hand grenades out the window, and then using your 1911 once you were out of grenades.
>The plow tossed the demons ahead of you aside like ragdolls not only raping their bodies, but their very souls.
>Up ahead was the portal, separated only by a bridge filled with enemies.
>At the middle of the bridge, a large plume of molten rock shot up and into the air, leaving a large gap.
>UnamazingAnon: ”THE BRIDGE IS OUT!”
“I KNOW!”
>”THEN WHY ARE WE NOT STOPPING?”
“THE BRAKES ARE OUT!”
>Shermanon: “SO ARE YOU TELLING ME, THAT THE RAPE TRUCK…”
“I SWEAR IF YOU SAY IT, I WILL BUTT FUCK YOUR SOUL!”
>”THE RAPE TRUCK HAS NO BRAKES!?”
“GOD DAMNIT SHERMANON!”
>The Rape Truck plowed through the horde of demons, ramped off the remains of the bridge and soared through the air over the exposed molten rock below
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mr3ZII2sPRg
>Number of fucks available: 9001
>Number given: 0
>In unison, everyone in the Rape Tuck let out a hearty “YEEEEEEEEEEEEHAW!”
>With a massive thud, the Rape Truck landed on several demon, making them one with the ground beneath them, and then thundering through the portal.
>with a firm yank of the emergency brake, a massive anchor dropped off the back of the Rape Truck, and dug into the ground, bringing everything to a halt
“B-E-A-UTIFUL!”
>You looked behind you to find Darkie and Shermanon embraced in a hug, AirmanAnon and Unamazing leaping in the air for an epic high 5.
>That left you and marineanon, who promptly bro fisted and lit up a pair of cigars.
>”Thank you Milfags!”
“Don’t thank us. Thank Rape Truck.”