Corruption of Souls

Ch.7

Honestly, it was quite hilarious. For the most part they all ran amuck throughout our home before leaving it to go into town. We tried to hold in our laughter, but it was impossible. Hunter planted traps to distract his own, while Runner vainly kept running from Alt-Pinkie Pie.

Pillar was having it kind of easy because Alt-Rarity kept getting sidetracked from all of the clothing, but he still had to worry about Alt-Applejack's lasso. Collateral kept leading Alt-Rainbow into situations where she could easily crash, since she was flying. Oh, and there was also the fact that they have Daemonette girlfriends. Yeah, from Slaanesh herself.

“Should we help?” My daughter Twilight asked when she came outside. Her bulky amazonian beast-pony body was not much of an issue for everyone. Especially with her using an Undead Collar specifically enchanted to change her whole body’s size for convenience. It would be a big help for dragons and other larger species once she worked out the kinks from studying the Navel Pearls and Nipple Studs.

“If you want. Oh, remind Eris to send Fairy Batch One info back to us through time, it’s going to take a while for them all to be weeded out.” That was a brilliant idea on Svartr’s part. The rest of us were in full support of having magic goo-fairies spread our religion without hearing it from the Skaven first. We love them dearly, but they’re so fanatical.

“You’re deliberately messing with time?” Twily asked uneasily as she tugged at the tight sleeves of her royal dress. Another benefit of that collar meant she could wear her old clothes again.

“Yes and no. Eris is the holder of Chaotic Time. She basically acts like a wormhole or blackhole where time bends around and flows through her. As for taking info, objects, or people into the past, it's more a copy, imperfect and will not affect the timeline in more than a paradox for how it got back into the past. At least, according to her, time isn’t exactly linear.” It’s a bowl of wibbly wobbly timey wimey jello-stuff.

“Okay? How does that-right, Chaos. She just gives logic the middle finger. Should we be worried about the Warp Chaos mom? Especially since there’s Daemonettes running around right now.” Twilight pointed out and We shrugged. Thanks to Sister Aventurine, We’ve slowly come to realize and understand that the Eldritch Chaos of the Warp is an integral part of this universe, but unlike Warhammer 40k, they’re more concepts of reality than monsters formed in an unreality. That’s why when the Yaks invoked Khorne, they didn’t end the world.

“Some magic comes from the Warp, speculation is that the First Flame may have even been a Warp Storm. This was all figured out maybe six days ago. The knowledge of daemons is more thorough with the boys here and their technology.” Tia said from behind us, causing us both to jump before she wrapped her arms around our waists from behind. “It’s almost rutting season~.”

“No, bad Tia. Not yet~.” We giggled and booped her snoot while she too giggled. “So, then that means everyone in this universe, well, native, are all warp Daemons then. Or rather, Half Daemons since your souls are at least partially born from the Warp.”

“That’s a bit rough to accept, but the facts can’t deny it.” Twilight admitted and then turned her attention back to the situation to find that the girls had come back victoriously with their prizes. “Well, they’re not going to waste any time and they could be at it until we have that conference.” Twilight rolled her eyes and swatted Tia’s wandering hand from her ass.

“Yeah, that seems about right. So, what was the First Flame? A warp storm? This opens up so many questions.” We sighed, hoping that this wouldn’t make life in the future difficult.

“Nobody knows, nobody may ever truly know unless this ‘Cegorach’ entity and his Black Library exist. Hermais might have solved that issue and she’d know for sure eventually.” Twilight replied and kept Tia’s hand on her waist instead of letting it try to wander to her butt again.

“Well, there’s no point in dwelling on it too much.” Celestia huffed, clearly annoyed at her needy advances being ignored. “So, everything seems to be falling into place girls, what should we do if not have fun?”

“Well, why not check in on Brennie and her mates? After all, unlike the rest, she didn’t run away.” We suggested and the two alicorns looked at each other in confusion. “Oh, right, you were there. Um, Berserker’s female now. Or at least for now.” The news made Twilight and Tia balk. “I know! Berserker is the most macho person I know, but she’s surprisingly feminine right now.”

“Oh! I wanna see this!” Celestia said with excitement as she rubbed her thighs and walked towards the keep. “I also want to see my alternate self. It would be quite interesting to see what I look and behave like from another dimension.”

“You’re saying that because you want to fuck her.” We said with a deadpan expression.

“Maybe~.” Tia poked her tongue out cheekily.

“Oh, you’re incorrigible!” We playfully groaned while We led the way back inside the keep.

“So, um, do I have my own alternate self up there?” Twilight questioned us and We nodded. “I wonder what she might know that I don’t.”

“Well, considering her origin is more Hell issues than Lust issues, probably a lot.” We shrugged and led them up the left stairs to the guest wing while I looked over to see Pharos and Sif napping peacefully at the back of the foyer. It wasn’t hard to seek them out. Brennie was wailing in pleasure down the hall and just hearing her orgasmic cries was incredibly arousing.

“She’s being ravished by them all at once~.” We licked our lips at the incredible orgy happening inside. We don’t even need to see it to know the intricacies of it all. Those girls are determined.

“I don’t think it’s such a good idea if we-.” Twilight was interrupted when the door flew open and Visilia slipped out, looking incredibly well-fucked, but her male organs were the most wet.

“Whew, sorry ladies, don’t go in there. Brennie’s getting special attention from the other girls and I’m going to take a break. I don’t want to risk losing it and getting anyone pregnant, or getting Brennie even more pregnant.” Visi grinned lewdly with a look up and down our bodies before she shook herself. “Yeah, no, I need a rest. Hey, mind joining me for a bath? A bath, not sex.”

“That sounds like a great idea. Oh, Visi, should We be worried about the Warp? You have more intimate knowledge of them. Even if they’re not malicious in our universe, what should we look out for?” We asked while she led us with her naked, firm yet motherly ass swaying with every step of her hooves. Yum~. Visi has become such a sexy MILF from the years spent here.

“Hopefully you shouldn’t have to worry at all then, but keep an eye out for any Chaos Worshipers who don’t worship Discord.” Visi suggested as we rounded the corner of the hall into the ‘royal wing’ which had the throne room, royal bedchambers, as well as the royal bathroom.

“Let’s hope then. I’ll have my followers coordinate with the Clergy that Pillar organized to ensure no Heretics worship them in such caustic and cruel ways as their source material did.” That’s the best we can hope for. Now then, let's get to the bath-oop!

“Hmph!” Pillar grunted with pleading eyes while he struggled against the ropes that Applejack had tied him up in as Rarity brushed and shampooed his fur. The mares looked at us and then turned their attention to Visilia’s exposed penis with a blush. Visi promptly slammed the door and looked mortified.

“Well, then how about the second bathroom?” We suggested and Visi nodded, so We took the lead this time.

“Shit, I didn’t want any of the others to find out just yet.” Visi cursed under her breath and We gave her a pat on the shoulder.

“Well, it just means there’ll be less surprise when you flash them.” We assured her and she rolled her eyes.

“Hopefully the second one isn’t occupied.” The demonic princess grumbled as the smell of sex whaffed from her, making us tingle all over. We willed ourselves to ignore our instincts and opened the door to the smaller guest bathroom. Well, smaller in that it isn’t a swimming pool spa and instead had multiple spas for multiple guests to be able to bathe in relative privacy.

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Thankfully nobody else decided to turn it into a fetish scenario and we could draw a bath in one of the bubbly tubs. “Mm, not as big as the royal bathhouse or your personal bathroom, but it is just as luxurious.” Celestia sighed as she sank up to her chin in the bubbling water.

“Especially since you’re using the same rose essence soap in the water that Eris introduced years ago.” Twilight commented from next to her former teacher as the pink-tinted water washed and scented us like roses.

“Yeah, I remember that. Or I think I do. Was that when Urta and I first started getting intimate, or immediately after Hell assaulted Unity?” Visilia asked us and We shrugged.

“We can’t remember clearly either. It’s either option A or B and either one works just as well. Oh! The data on the Batch 1 fairies finished!” We cheered as Eris placed a scroll in our hands. Thank you sweetie for bending time to help out, even if We were against it originally.

“Alright, what is that and why does it warrant Eris bending Time for it?” Visi inquired as she massaged her fur to get the stink out and the scent in.

“The fairies spread the word of Wiatr and recruit followers until someone makes a huge wish that depletes them. We don’t have data on Batch 2 yet, but so far the data from Batch 1 is very inspiring.” We weren’t going to mention that someone named Victor Lazarus was perhaps the biggest help there, since he mated with one. Eris warned us not to get involved with him though, something about incredibly negative outcomes.

“Hm, smart. Well, what about Batch 2?” Visi asked as she used a bath cup to douse her mane.

“Only five have been made for the Marines so far. They recharge, but can only give you four wishes involving sex, fertility or money.” We answered while closing our eyes to enjoy the spa.

“So did any of them make wishes?” Hm? You sound rather curious there Visi.

“No, they tested how much punishment they can take. They still have four wishes until they have to sleep.” We told her and felt like just maybe taking a nap in here. We don’t have to worry about overheating or drowning like most people do.

“Ah, they sound like perfect minions dear.” Celestia commented with amusement and We nodded.

“That was the plan. We do have a religion that worships us.” We opened our eyes to see that Celestia and Twilight were all fluffy from the scrubbing they did with the brushes in their fur. Heh~ they look so cute being all extra poofy. Shame that’ll go away once their fur dries.

“So, they all still have wishes available huh?” Visi hummed and We wondered what she was thinking.

“Yes, so be careful what you say around them.” We warned her and Visilia snorted.

“I’ll be good. I just can’t promise everyone else will behave when they find out.” Visilia huffed and then reclined against the wall of the tub, clearly done getting clean.

“That is a good point. If I had access to wish-granting powers before I figured out how to fix my problems, I would’ve jumped at trying to use one as a quick fix for my size problem.” Twilight admitted with a tap on her collar.

“Hm, let’s speak of other things or I might be tempted to ask for something especially naughty. So, how do you think the conference will go?” Tia asked and I groaned at her changing the topic to politics. Leave it to Tia, ever the politician. I was wondering if Visi would mind if I got her mare meat excited to try and derail the topic.

“Something about Mega Spells, Nukes. One of my Followers in their alliance mentioned they had been making them to use against Lust Demons, but they didn’t want to fire them off out of fear.” We replied anyway, since it was important and those sounded beyond overkill. “Not to mention the Balefire Bombs and bio-weapons Zebrica has been making.”

“Oh, they are just asking to die now. I know the Geneva Convention doesn’t exist here, but still!” Visilia snarled in fury and disbelief. We’re fairly disgusted and disappointed personally.

“With this dire news, I’m sure we can bring them into a mutually beneficial arrangement. If they even want to tender it, Mutually Assured Destruction will stay their hands long enough for us to take away their toys.” Twilight sneered and growled, her bestial teeth glinting in the light as her lips quivered in rage. “Just wait until we leak this info to the others in their alliance, that will make things easier.”

“Okay, do that. This way it’ll become a literal clusterfuck for them.” Visi smirked evilly as she reached over and patted Twilight’s shoulder approvingly.

“That is a good idea Twilight. Be sure to bring it up to Lulu, since she’s the one able to slip through the dream realm. She could plant information in the right minds before tomorrow.” Celestia said proudly before she sighed. “Now then, sorry for that. Onto better things. How are your children you two?”

“They’re doing good, last We saw them earlier.” We replied before Urta entered the bathroom. “Urta! What brings you?”

“I just got back from my latest session with R&D and found the other bathroom turned into a salon fetish fantasy with Pillar as the victim while he was also hogtied.” Urta turned her armor into a cube and then put it in her cleavage before sliding her slimy form down next to Us and We cooed as the water got hotter from her steamy body.

“Oh, Urta, I wanted your opinion on the names of our sons. As their sire you have a say, even if they’re not my firstborns and I have the right to name them this time.” Visi dropped on the vixen, who looked stricken.

“We didn’t name them?! Fuck! Ugh~...we’re horrible people…” Urta sunk into the water a bit with her hands on her eyes. “Well...I never thought of it before. What did you have in mind Visi?”

“I was thinking of calling them Selurox, Dervoze and Valox.” Visi told her mate and future wife happily before becoming nervous. “So, what do you think?”

“They sound strong and distinct. I like them. Good work babe.” Urta kissed Visi full on the mouth and the demon alicorn moaned into her mouth, wrapping an arm around Urta’s shoulder while groping-.

“Ahem.” Twilight loudly cleared her throat and Visi reined herself in while Urta chuckled and winked at her demonic mate. “Anyway, we’re all clean. I plan to go about my evening at home now.”

“Okay, see you later Twilight.” Tia exclaimed, eyeing Urta and Visi.

“No, you’re coming too.” Twilight sternly huffed and levitated Tia out of the tub. The solar princess complained and whined, pleading with her student to let her have fun while Twilight dutifully ignored her and teleported away with her captive who was likely about to be forced to have a normal, boring evening to prepare for the political garbage around the bend.

“We really wish for a proper vacation after all of this, for sure. Maybe 200 or 500 years away from everyone and everything.” We sighed before We climbed out of the spa with Visi and Urta following. “Girls? Is there a particular reason you’re following us?” We asked playfully and they both shrugged.

“Well, first, are you doing anything about the Marines?” Urta asked with a gesture at the door.

“No, not really. They need to work this out with their mates. Anyway, the meeting isn’t until tomorrow morning. Do you two feel like just having dinner and a movie?” We asked hopefully, only for Brennie to suddenly shriek so loudly her voice made the whole keep waver.

“Send the fucking fleet over there now!” Hoo~ boy. Brennie is really fucking pissed! “All of them!” Brennie’s second scream had a Night Sentinel running from the guest wing like they were about to be killed.

“What’s going on?!” Visilia demanded after she hurried down the hall and burst into the room to find Brennie so furious her already red head was getting unhealthily cherry bright.

“Those communist feathered fucks have-!” Brennie’s frothing fury suddenly cut off and she closed her eyes before snoring lightly into her massive milky mams since she was sitting on the edge of the bed. Rivala rose from behind her and Alt-Celestia quietly thanked her.

“Well, that didn’t answer the question, but it’s obviously bad.” Urta commented uneasily.

“That Sentinel reported that the griffins decided to move troops into place before the summit tomorrow, so Brennie ordered to have aerial superiority in place as soon as possible.” Cadence informed us and We dragged our hands down our rodent face.

“So, anybody feel like just watching a movie and eating pizza with ice cream?” We asked and everyone nodded eagerly, even Brennie snapped awake.

“Pizza and ice cream?!” Brennie chirped excitedly with her massive belly roaring.

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“We’re so glad We have you all on our side against these idiots.” We groaned as Hobos the Griffin tom ambassador screamed about invasion, yada yada.

Hesha the Zebra ambassador was not amused while Butch the Diamond Dog ambassador snarled in her face. So far their alliance was holding on by a thread with all their dirty laundry we aired. Brennie wasn’t here since she was forced to stay home. Borrowed Navel Pearl or not, nobody wanted to risk the hyper-pregnant and hyper-pissed woman to go too far.

As for the dirty laundry we aired? Well, the United Griffin Kingdoms and Canida were very displeased with Zebrica for developing plagues and other bio-weapons. Canida and Zebrica were upset that the UGK had early nuclear weapons. Then there was the fact that Canida had proper tanks unlike everyone else. You’d think being ‘allies’ they would’ve shared some of their war tech with one another.

“Now that you’ve all proven yourselves incapable of getting along, how about we get to the matter at hand? That you are outgunned, outclassed and outmaneuvered. You will all decommission your most destructive weapon programs and divert your military efforts to defense and recovery like we have. We could’ve invaded you and been done with it, be glad that we’re sane and benevolent.” Celestia declared with her fingers steepled under her chin.

While we were holding the summit in Unity, Celestia was the senior ruler of Equestria both by abdication on Luna’s part and unanimous agreement from the rest of us Princesses. Thus, while We may be hosting, it is her duty to represent us all.

“Why trust you not to attack after we turn our bellies up? After all, pet Princess let the Lust Demon ruler live.” Butch chuffed in disapproval. The aged bulldog was so unpleasant.

“Because you forget who kept you all alive with resources during these many long centuries of constant incursions.” Tia coldly replied and the three ambassadors winced. “The key reason you are so well off is because of the benevolence of My Little Ponies and our nation despite our own struggles. You would do best to remember who footed the bill of your nations.”

“Hmph, a debt is indeed owed. Very well. Zebrica will sterilize and dispose of our plagues and other dangerous designs, but only after we’ve developed proper counters to prevent any breakouts.” Hesha acquiesced fairly quickly. We guess they came to the table ready to drop it, or at least pretend to.

“We refuse to dismantle new tank corps. They still in test anyway. Besides, they take out big beasts better. Canida crawling with beasties thanks to demons and caribou.” Butch chuffed fairly reasonably. Reports say Canida is suffering from a small, but serious infestation of Bugbears. Those things are much scarier here than in D&D. Like, the size of a house scary.

“Seeing how disastrous the environs near ‘Big Sur’ in the Badlands are after a nuclear device’s detonation, I’m sure it won’t be too hard to convince the King that we should leave well enough alone and turn all efforts to energy production instead.” Hobos grumbled as he looked over the scrolls that had both his own reports on that and ours for comparison.

“It is good to hear that you can be reasonable, but words and actions are two very different things. I expect to hear updates on this as soon as possible. This meeting is adjourned.” Celestia declared and everyone at the round table stood before filing out, leaving us local rulers and our ‘attack dogs’ as those dumbasses put it in the room. “No matter how old I get, the selfishness and stupidity of people still stupefies me.”

“Not to us. That’s the bloody fucking norm, unfortunately. Reality is seldom perfect since it holds too many disappointments.” Pillar quoted wisely as his siblings nodded in agreement.

“At least we’re done with them for now. Next are the Dragonlands and Carim in that order. At least they’re both allies so this won’t be nearly as unpleasant.” We sighed as everyone nodded in agreement. “Let Dragon Lord Ember in please.”

Minutes later, Ember in her usual sexy leather bikini entered. The Bloodstone Scepter had the whole and perfectly cut Bloodstone now instead of the jagged fragment it had been before. “Hey everyone. Just here for some formal crap since for some reason old sun-butt here won’t let us just shake on it.” Ember huffed good-naturedly and Tia rolled her eyes.

“Since Cynder is alive and still very much your rightful ruler, you need documentation of her abdicating to you Ember, or future rulers of other nations may try to declare you a usurper despot who stole her kingdom.” Tia reminded us and We joined Ember in groaning before We had Cynder take over our body and morph into her form to sign with Ember.

“There, alright girls, see you later? After all, I’m marrying you all too since Spike has such damn good taste.” Ember winked at us and we chuckled as she left.

“Okay, now for Carim.” Soon entered a regal white rat in clothes that were both opulent, but practical. We could feel him struggling not to grovel and praise us despite his outward calm and collected appearance. “So, what do our beloved children require?” We asked instinctively and winced as he bowed deeply to us.

“Pardon my forwardness, but we need weapons.” Well, that’s straightforward.

“What kind?” We questioned, since unfortunately, We are the princess nominally in charge of the military, so weapon requisition was our job.

“Any modern equipment you can spare. We barely have farms running despite your blessings oh Holy Mother Wiatr. Our industry has barely started since with our outdated knowledge, we’re still in the medieval era.” The skaven informed us and We felt horrible! The gratitude and prayers from Carim were so fervent We had assumed Carim was doing well. Maybe by most skaven standards they are, but this is horrible news!

“I can ensure that we can provide whatever we can give them, but it’s up to you to decide, Wiatr. They are your people after all.” Tia assured us and We felt an odd tingle of pleasure worm through us at being acknowledged as the Skaven’s Matron Goddess by another deity.

“Since you’re so far behind technologically, maybe technologically advanced swords and shields with some outdated Sentinel or simplified UAC armor will do. What do we get in return, our son?” We asked lovingly and inwardly winced at calling him by such a warm term. The fact he almost swooned both amused and upset us.

“You are too kind Mother! We can offer our forces in exchange. Behind or not, we are still a race of fierce and brutal warriors.” The skaven man replied as he visibly resisted groveling in joy.

“Well, that’s not a bad deal. It would also give us the opportunity to train your warriors with modern equipment and knowledge.” We mused with a look at the others, who all nodded. “Right, We’ll draft something up in the next few days and finalize it on Friday if that works?”

“Yes oh glorious Mother Wiatr, that is more than can be asked for. At most I had hoped for you to consider it. Thank you gracious goddess of pleasures and temperance.” He said with a bow before he scurried away excitedly.

“So is that everything? I expected this to take all day, not 2 hours.” Collateral commented.

“For now, yes. Next is the paperwork to get the deals set up. Thankfully Money Mover and Quibbler will get most of that arranged before it even reaches our desk. So then, who wants to go out for lunch? There’s a lovely malt shop in town We’re quite fond of.” We’re sure Brennie would appreciate it.