Corruption of Souls

Ch.106

“Done!” We said happily upon finishing today’s paperwork, having taken at least four hours to do so. We’d also written up an official job offer for Barb to be our secretary with orders for it to be delivered to her ASAP since Spike had filled in for us perfectly fine, so having his female counterpart, with all the same memories, would be the perfect secretary. Not to mention she’s essentially our newest wife what with being a near-perfect female copy of our husband.

Getting up and stretching, We looked at the time to find it was lunch. We didn’t exactly need food, but We could definitely go for some sustenance with all the slime that Runner milked from us earlier today. That then drove us into a downward spiral, having a lewd fantasy of Barb under the desk, sucking her cock and gurgling from how much cum We fed her. Oh~ We hope she accepts, not just in the hopes she’d be up for that, but because her talent at paperwork would really speed things up further for us.

“Well, at least We didn’t waste too much time on this.” We sighed and left the office to head for the kitchen. On the way, We spotted Pharos sharing his ‘den’ in the foyer with the much-healthier and younger-looking giant wolfess and curled up to each other in sleep. It seems Runner and Pharos were able to help her. Hopefully she adjusts well to this new era.

We then passed Cocoa when she was herding our many not-infant or toddler children to lunch from their studies. We held her up for a kiss and a pat on her ass, which made the chocolate lab cerberus slime woman bouncier in her duties. Then We passed Honey who was talking to Twilight about something. Listening in a bit revealed it was about her Friendship School. Hopefully, her students don’t get freaked out about her new, more beastly appearance.

Once We got to the kitchen, We found Hunter there feeding our pups, at least with the help of some of our maids while Cocoa doted on the youngest children. Unf, seeing her being our designated den mother was getting us horny, wanting to fill her with even more pups, but no. She’s got enough on her plate, even if she’d happily bear even more children.

“Hey love.” We said to Hunter and made a kissy-face at Cocoa, who did the same back before she went back to her motherly duties while We requested a simple ham sandwich. We weren’t in the mood for anything fancy and knowing our maids, they’ll likely turn it into a monte cristo. Cheese was especially enticing to us after our Skaven worshipers made our Great Horned Rat form our default. Which made no sense. Cheese was just another food to rodents, it wasn’t some holy grail or anything. Cursed stereotypes. It didn’t help that We liked cheese anyway.

“Hello. How has your day been?” The mute telepath questioned as he ate his food, a seafood dish We didn’t recognize. Hunter really had an affinity for Surf, which was a bit odd considering Hunters, literally, hunted Turf. Maybe before he was Hunter, he was Fisher. Sam Fisher!

“Good. We dealt with those Lust Demons, Urta’s putting them all through processing as they’ve been purified. We just finished our paperwork too, so We came to get food. Are they well?” We asked while gesturing towards the pups as Cocoa made silly faces at two of them with her spare heads and was helping one of our 13 Horned Skavens understand what was and was not finger food..

“They’re just fine.” Hunter smiled when he answered and used his hands to crack what looked like some sort of crustacean open.

“They’re such cuties.” We purred while nuzzling him, then we cooed over our babies. “Hm, who are our little ones?” We cooed and joined in making faces at them with Cocoa. All of them cooed and giggled at Us as We petted/kissed them. Once We’d amused each of them and kissed Cocoa with a grope of her booty on the way back towards Hunter, We then sat next to him and kissed Hunter too. Our displays with Cocoa and Hunter made our Maids blush.

“Hm~. *smooch* News?” We asked him after We broke the kiss. “I know you just got back from a mission with Collateral.” He went with his heavy-ordinance using sibling shortly after We went to the Dragonlands and no reports on their return came up to us yet.

“Nothing much. Collateral collapsed a cavern congested with Corrupted Hell Knights. That was an upsetting discovery, sure, but it was just a single group establishing an FOB for their portals. We put a stop to that, so it’s back to normal operations.” Hunter informed us while We scarfed down the excessively cheesy monte cristo that was served to us.

“Good to hear. Please get some rest.” We smooched him one more time, then did the same for Cocoa, in triplicate for each of her heads, then left while musing on what would need to be done next for the day. We idly considered seeking Barb personally and asking her to be our secretary, but then Urta’s offer to speed-breed us made our body hum in anticipation. “Let’s go get Urta-.”

“Ma’am! We found the main Portal to Hell!” A Guard Officer huffed as he burst into the main foyer, which also woke up Pharos and his new friend and distant ancestor. “It’s, my Goddesses, it’s in the south past the barely explored territory in a Griffin Outpost!”

“What?!” We shrieked, causing Hunter to rush out and our youngest kids still in the dining hall to cry, likely forcing Cocoa to start frantically trying to calm them down. “We found the portal to Hell?! Also, griffin outpost?! Those expansionist assholes! Are we marching on it?!”

“Well, no. We just-” He began, but We interrupted him by hoisting him by his armor’s chestplate.

“Why not?!” We snarled furiously. We had excessive reason to be marching ASAP. Hell’s main incursion is there and the fucking griffins have started colonizing our continent while we’re still stuck securing our borders! That region is near enough to Carim that those idiots might spark another war!

“W-well, we just decoded the report.” He whined and shimmied in our grasp.

“Someone call the Griffin Empire! We need to have a talk with them! Next, we’re bloody marching on-”

“Uh, there's another thing, my Goddess. We also noted that the scouts in the report said the Griffins had dropped something on the site. The unicorns in the group said it was some poison meant to kill the demons.” The soldier told us before he handed us the report and We dropped him back onto his hooves as our sneer deepened.

“Hunter, do you guys have hazmat gear?” We asked when We handed him the report and he looked it over before he nodded.

“Of course, we’ll be amply prepared.” Hunter replied before Visilia came rushing in.

“Wiatr, we’ve got a problem! Hell’s forces are retreating, all of them! They’re fortifying down south and those Scientist bastards are sure to be there!” Visilia roared and We snarled like a tiger, but it was kinda ruined by the rodent squeak underlying it.

“Then this is it! We’re going and the Griffin Empire can get bent! We’ll deal with them later!” We snarled before We rushed to the keep’s private armory with Visi and Hunter following.

“Damn straight, but I do have some good news. We have created more than enough BFGs to help us in this endeavor, along with some mechs with the help of those UAC engineers. Our ships are all converging on the site and will provide air support. Armour battalions will move in first to clear the path for infantry and box the enemy in.” Visilia laid out for us as We searched for our armor from the Tartarus Liberation War, since it was both protective and rated against gaseous hazards.

“Good, even though this is really sudden. If this was some book I’d figured the reader would be asking, ‘WTF why this rapid tone change’.” Or at least I would be thinking that, ut really since We’re in the government this was bound to happen, especially with Unity being the military capital.

“Yes, in fact I’m sure that Berserker and the others have been informed and are making their way to the site, where we’ll find the portal.” Hunter added on and We nodded.

“Good. This is sudden but good.” We sighed to help ease our rising tension. Half of us aren’t hardened warriors and one of the quarters that is, isn’t here. Still, We’re used to action and adventure even so. What is war, but an excess of both in a fast-paced and brutal setting?

“Yes, it is, but we should be wary. They wouldn’t have exposed themselves if they didn’t have contingencies.” Visi remarked while We found our armor and began putting it on.

“They’re baiting us to try and get to Urta.” We muttered angrily, upset that Hell was still after our beloved wife. Unlike the tainted Red Argent found in Hell and Hell’s equipment, her radiant Turquoise Argent was pure and even holy, which spat in the face of Hell so badly they were clearly frothing at the mouth to corrupt her and use her as a bottomless resource.

“It seems likely.” Visi nodded and looked visibly worried too.

“Then we need to be prepared for a trap, because Urta will not stay here. She’s the Goddess of War and she’s no armchair general.” We admired that, but in this instance We wished she was.

“On all of us, yes. I’ll see how things are coming along with our armies. I’m going to make sure we have what we need.” Visilia said before she led Hunter out of the armory as We put our draconic helm on for the first time in a while, grim Determination filling us. Soon, soon this will be over and we can all focus on the next big threat to us all.