Corruption of Souls

Ch.102

We sighed happily while We guided Runner downstairs and across the foyer towards the dining hall. “Thanks again for doing this for me.” Runner said as she waddled, her belly looking like she was about to burst with 16 babies, her belly easily sticking out 4 feet from her torso and nearly tapping the floor with each step. She was wearing our magic dress and looked vapidly pleased as she supported her belly with her hands and magic so she wasn’t immobile.

After the first go, Runner magically tied off the first condom, put a second one on us and had us fill that one up inside of her too. Then she requested she carry them around a bit, to feel what it was like. It was so hawt! We couldn’t not indulge her!

“If it’s what you want, then it’s what you want.” We cooed at our lover, hoping one day that belly isn’t just for fun. Since she was wearing our dress right now, We were wearing Daring’s pithy explorer clothes. They were comfy and familiar compared to the carbon-copy blouses and jeans everyone usually wore.

“Holy shit Runner! I knew you had little restraint when it came to your passions, but wow.” Hunter commented when he approached from the direction of the servant quarters. “You’re not…?”

“Shouldn’t be, but I don’t think I’d mind~.” Runner cooed when she nuzzled us and then nipped at our ear, which sent our trio of tails sticking out straight.

“D-don’t tempt us…” We mewled before guiding her to the doors of the dining hall, only to stop and hold the siblings up when We spotted Eris, Dongoruas and Hermais talking to a dark skinned human woman wearing casual street clothes from Willow’s world.

“So you want to turn me into what?” The human woman asked with scrunched brows.

“A wolf to lead a rebellion.” Eris replied playfully with her snaggletoothed grin.

“Okay? I’m not too against becoming a furry, but how?” She asked with her hands on her hips while Dongoruas seemed to be tracing the air as Hermais was writing in a scroll.

“Magic, of course. I’m going to magically turn you into an anthro wolf and plant you in an impoverished nation in this world. I want you to lead them to a rebellion against their gods.” Eris continued in her devious scheming.

“I still don’t think this is a good idea Sis.” Hermais huffed in disapproval, Dongoruas similarly conflicted.

“Shush. So miss Alberta, will you take my offer?” Eris questioned as she draped over the smaller woman’s shoulders, the human looking irritated with the contact. “After all, while there will be much suffering, you’ll ultimately come out of it immortal and content.”

“Should we stop her?” We asked our mates, feeling squicky about this obvious Displacement.

“I don’t think so.” Runner hummed with her Eye shining. “Fate is absolutely tangled up with that woman. I don’t think we could stop this even if we tried.”

“Really? Still, this isn’t very appropriate.” We huffed as We rubbed Runner’s belly out of instinct before We pulled our hand back with a blush when the bunny-wolf woman cooed and fluttered her eyes at us.

“Definitely not, even if it is a necessary evil.” Runner replied after recovering from the tingling pleasure We knew getting belly rubs on such distended skin caused as Hunter let out a scoff. “Eris is so grounded after all of this. She needs some discipline.”

“Yes, she does.” We agreed before Eris smooched the woman and the transforming human fell through a wormhole in the floor. “So What should her punishment be?”

“I haven’t the faintest idea.” Runner sighed and rubbed her sides as she looked the nearly-naked draconequus over. At least she and her siblings were all wearing shirts and jeans instead of being naked even if Eris wore a barely-decent Half-T top that had an obscene amount of underboob and jean short-shorts. The Dining Hall is no place for lewdness!

“Maybe no time travel? Are you able to suppress magical powers? Chaotic ones?” We asked our mate as she considered what to do while Eris idly squabbled with her siblings.

“I could try. It would help in the future against magical opponents. Especially the Wizard.” Runner replied as her eye remained shining.

“Alright then.” We said before approaching Eris from behind and clearing our throat, making our daughter jump and look worried. “Dear, did you just Displace someone?” We demanded in our matronly you done fucked up tone.

“No~?” Eris mewled dishonestly, her eyes turning towards her siblings who looked just as guilty as she did.

“Don’t try to bullshit your way out, we saw what you did.” Runner huffed as she approached, Eris’ eyes boggling at the sight of the fecund bunny-wolf before she held up her hands.

“Okay yes, but I had to! She needed to be in a specific time and place!” Eris insisted urgently, her siblings nodding reluctantly.

“But that was still bad kids.” We sighed and rubbed our brow. “So you’re all grounded for a week.”

“Okay then, but how does that work mama?” Hermais questioned as he ceased floating to stand next to his sister, Dongoruas doing the same as Eris rubbed her flat abdomen under her cropped half-T where her navel pearl glinted and gave us some ideas. She is pregnant to the point of immobility for 3 years, right?

“It is rather hard to discipline people who can do anything with a snap of their fingers.” Dongoruas agreed with his brother as he rubbed his chin on his bear-head. It seems he’s decided to go the mostly ursine route.

“Firstly, no magic.” Runner told them before she snapped her fingers. A sudden jolt went through the siblings when that happened.

“Wha? What did you do?!” Eris wailed as she clutched her stomach moments before her belly began blowing up. “Oh~!”

“I’ve sealed your magic. That’s the first time I’ve tried that actually and it worked.” Runner chuckled proudly as Hermais and Dongo tried snapping their fingers, only to cause no effects much to their shock.

“Damn it~.” Eris whined as her belly and tits expanded beyond her reach. “Now I’m immobile for a week~!”

“Your choices do have consequences. Hermais, you have to tend to your sister all week long, without magic to aid you.” We told him, getting a whine from him. “Dongoruas...We’re so sorry. We’re estranged from you, We don’t even know what you don’t like.”

“You could keep me from going to see Chiton…” Dongo reluctantly suggested, reminding us that he was in a relationship with that changeling stallion running the Lewd Bar next to the community center.

“Hm...does he prefer males?” We questioned and Dongo blinked in confusion.

“Um, no?” Dongo bemusedly replied.

“Hm...We’re stumped. Any ideas?” We questioned our mates.

“Hm...he likely brought that woman here using his Space magic, so he’s just as guilty as her sending the woman back in time. I say he goes female for a week and also tends to Eris without being allowed to go on dates with Chiton. Visiting is fine, just no dates or sexy rendezvous.” Runner stated firmly before snapping her fingers and suddenly Dongo was a towering amazon who tore out of her clothes and yelped, covering the nipples of her massive mams in embarrassment.

“D-don’t do that~! Dongo only did it because I begged her to~!” Eris sniffled like the child she was as she perched atop her 10 foot across belly with boobs each 2 feet across and dribbling strawberry milk from her engorged thumb-sized nips.

“That won’t help. We let you guys get away with a lot, but that’s because you’re Chaos. There are still things that will get you punished. Your father was set in stone timeout for hundreds of years, this is a mild punishment and will only last a week.” We told her sternly. “You can do this again in the future, if you bring it to us for review first!”

“Mom~!” Eris whined as she pressed down on her giant tits to see better, inadvertently spraying the floor with more pink sweet-smelling milk.

“No. You can’t just do everything without punishment. That is what happened to your father years ago. We don’t need another Chaos Dominion. You all need a check and balance, you can get away with a lot, but messing with time too much or pulling someone here from another world to Displace them is too far without oversight. I don’t want you making an evil that we will have to face later, clear?” We sternly demanded our children.

“Clear.” All three of them mewled as Eris’ thicc tail agitatedly flicked about above her thicc ass.

“Now then, how far in the past did you send her?” We demanded with our arms crossed.

“Um, First Era. To be the Chosen Undead.” Eris mewled in admission.

“What? So We already met a person you Displaced.” We huffed in annoyance at remembering Alberta, the drunken slush of a wastrel who stayed with Sabrina’s Coven because she’s in a relationship with Niamh, a cat with booze boobs.

“Well, some help you brought in.” Runner mocked Eris with a shake of her head in annoyance.

“Sorry, but I had to keep reality together. She’ll help with the future for at least, once she’s put through rehab.” Eris insisted from her leaky perch that Runner was eyeing with a lick of her lips.

“When will that be?” We asked dismissively. Alberta did not give us a positive first impression. At all. We also know how hopeless it is for most alcoholics who even bother to try to rehabilitate.

“She actually has been going through rehab for the past month and today she was the one who told me to Displace her. That I was her Displacer from her old ‘burial’ gift, a Coven book that her girlfriend translated. It told her and me what needed to be done.” Eris admitted unhappily after fishing out an ancient tome from her bust, one that looked like it should’ve crumbled to dust.

“Yeah, I did.” Confirmed the voice of Alberta, the supposed Chosen Undead as she entered the dining hall. “Look, I’m not exactly proud of how I’ve conducted myself when I was resurrected, but after Niamh translated that book there, I sobered up. Which was hard by the way, Niamh’s tits are literally alcoholic and it’s been hard not doing our usual drunken boobshipping. At least all her booze is being sold at the Wet Bitch again.”

“So what, you want to help now?” We asked in annoyance as the two Marines looked her over. She didn’t even seem to have that overwhelming presence she had before, but then again We weren’t a goddess when We first met her. Then again, our Soul Level was abysmal back then.

“I’m one of the best miracle casters ever and I have been studying new ones, Goddess of the Scourge and the Bloody Oath.” Alberta’s dig at us actually piqued something, our worry mounted at acknowledging the title. Hopefully Alphonse works quickly at quelling those ‘Old Testament’ rat bastards. “I fixed my armor with Andre’s help and my sword. I’m ready to fight and adapt to these fancy new weapons of today.” Declared the Chosen Undead, who in her Brass Set Armor with Obsidian Greatsword at her back, looked more than prepared for combat.

“Hunter?” We questioned our battle-hardened mate as Runner approached Eris, licking her lips. Um, she’s not pregnant is she? She’s full of cum-filled condoms. Does she just like strawberry milk that much?

“Hm?” Hunter gave a questioning mental hum due to his lack of vocal chords.

“What do you think? Could you train her?” We asked as Runner licked up a trail of milk running down Eris’ belly, making her squeak and blush when the bunny-wolf pulled her forward so her tits were in range to lick around her nipples and make her pant and wriggle against herself.

Hunter looked at Alberta with an appraising eye. After a couple of moments he nodded. “Definitely. She isn’t some talentless recruit. She carries herself well.”

“Alright. Eris, Hermais, Dongoruas. To your rooms and I mean the ones in the Keep.” I told them while Runner gulped down milk from Eris’ cock-length nipple before Hermais and Dongo rolled their sister away and Runner mewled in disappointment. The doors of the Dining Hall rapidly grew to let her through and returned to normal size once they were gone. “Now let's get to the Training room to see what she can do.”

“Lead the way.” Runner huffed as she rubbed her sides, clearly upset that her treat was interrupted.

“Yeah.” Alberta chuckled and followed closely behind Hunter as We walked beside Runner, who had adopted a visible pregnant waddle rather than just walk like she did earlier.

“Eris looked sexy being so full of babies.” Runner said with a teasing smirk, but We didn’t miss the wistful look in her eyes.

“Runner. Please tell us you’re not pregnant.” We hissed quietly, hoping Hunter wouldn’t hear us with Alberta talking his ear off about his preferences in combat while exiting the smaller doors in the massive gates of the keep.

“Wouldn’t you like to know~?” Runner lilted playfully and We wrinkled our snout in irritation. “Oh fine. Ruin it. No, I’m not. I just want to feel like it for now. Maybe someday. Well, definitely someday. Not now, or soon. Not with all this violence that needs me to deal with things.” Runner muttered discontently as our group crossed the canyon, visibly enjoying all the people looking at her knowingly, likely believing her pregnant. Yet she wasn’t. It was quite a tease honestly.

“Good. We’d be worried sick for you after you trusted us not to impregnate you.” We quietly whispered to her before pecking her on the cheek, the woman quickly pecking our lips before We pulled away fully.

“Hey. If it did happen, I’d blame myself. You gave me multiple chances to avoid the risk, but I wasn’t kidding back there. I wouldn’t mind it.” Runner closed her eyes happily before we entered the barracks and reached the Rune Room, the perfect place to train up a hero candidate.

“A big empty room? I thought we would be training, not visiting an empty boss chamber.” Alberta huffed in disappointment, not realizing just how apt her assumption was.

“We are. This room is enchanted to bring up any number of creatures and environments that are programmed into it. Like a Holodeck.” We told them all, more to Runner and Hunter on the last bit. “It allows the guards to fight against any creature they encounter that we have in depth info on. You kinda helped set up the hardest levels with the info you gave us.”

“I did?” Alberta asked in surprise.

“Yeah, mostly from your ramblings while you were drunk to get most of it. Runner and Hunter both have trouble with levels 10 and 10+.” We commented and the siblings nodded.

“Sounds about right. I don't know about Berserker though. We usually go in individually, not as a team.” Runner stated as she cracked her neck and shamelessly pulled off our loaned magic dress before snapping her fingers and her belly was washboard-flat. “So, what was your name again?” Runner questioned as her clothes appeared over her body, fitting just like before, if giving a boob window for her cleavage. Um...why isn’t she going back to being male?

“Alberta.” The Chosen Undead answered uneasily, likely sensing how out of her depth she might be. “Um, I’ll admit I’m a bit rusty, I haven’t fought since I put down Gwyn.”

“Okay then Alberta, ready to get started?” Runner asked her, the bunny-wolfess stretching and her fluffy wolf tail wagged while her massive bust threatened to burst out of her jacket.

“Yes, what should I do?” Alberta did some stretches too and even cracked her neck as well.

“What’s the toughest creature you guys programmed in here?” We asked the siblings.

“Titans.” Runner answered and Hunter nodded his head in confirmation. “The Doom ones, not Warhammer 40K Titans. No one would survive against such magnitude. Both are bad, but while one heralds Hell and carrys their citadels, the other is a literal giant war machine.”

“What’s a Titan?” Alberta asked curiously and we all looked at her in bemusement.

“How do you not know your Greek Mythology?” Runner questioned in disbelief.

“She doesn’t live in the same world as us, but she is Displaced. How do you not know?” We asked in confusion.

“Isn’t she human?” Runner questioned. “Fuck, we should’ve asked where Eris picked her up from.”

“My mind kinda shattered from how many deaths I’ve gone through. I barely remember being human and it only comes in flashes.” Alberta admitted with a shrug and We barely managed to avoid flinching in agony- Willow~ -gods damn it! We thought We were over this!

“Alright, well they’re like Giants, just a lot bigger and much more powerful.” We compared and a light bulb went off in her head. “So expect a hard fight. These Runes won’t kill you either.”

“Let’s just ask her where she wants to start off. The last thing we want to do is throw her in the deep end and watch her drown.” Runner suggested as she tugged and adjusted her clothes. Does her magic shift her clothes with her?

“How about Gwyn? When I realized he was a brainless Hollow he was actually pathetically easy.” Alberta suggested in return with confidence.

“Starting at 10 if you’re sure.” We uneasily said as We selected the Hollowed Lord of Cinder and backed up to the observation area with the two siblings as the Kiln of the First Flame appeared with the Hallowed Undead Gwyn who was an emaciated Hollow wretch of a soot-furred towering wolf in the center. “Do you think she can still take him?”

“We’ll just have to wait and see.” Runner shrugged, sending her basketball boobs bouncing and drawing our eyes to them as Alberta started her training. Damnit Runner, we’re getting a ladyboner. “Babe, eyes up here~.” Runner lilted and We pouted at her playful expression. “Hot damn does that feel good to say and experience with someone you love.”

“Sis. Please don’t be that openly flirtatious right now. I’m still adjusting.” Hunter requested of his sibling, who playfully stuck out her tongue at him, but thankfully for both of us the silly woman ceased her shenanigans to go back to watching Alberta get her ass beat.