Corruption of Souls

Ch.8

“This is the life.” We sighed in content while sitting on a bench overlooking Unity’s Harmony Plaza, aka: the box canyon where everything began. It has been two months of struggling with the UGK, including assassinating the King when he refused all demands to de-escalate and resulted in us pulling an occupational reform of their government like the US did to Japan. Now though, things were calmed down and everything was on the road to recovery.

“Yeah, it is.” Brennie said from next to us. She was still pregnant. Those eggs were supposed to hatch within a couple of weeks according to Hermais, but further inspection revealed that the incubation period wasn’t weeks, it was months. Hey, shortening it from 300+ years to 9 or so months was incredible as it stood.

Anyway, she had a Navel Pearl and Nipple Studs to keep herself mobile and was wearing a simple T-shirt of some band We never heard of and skin-tight jeans while We wore our usual magic black dress and corset. “It’s a shame Urta and Sabrina can’t be home right now though.” We lamented, since our wives Urta and Sabrina were originally Saddle Arabian, meaning they were the immediate neighbors of Zebrica, so they were our ambassadors inspecting their claims of destroying their bio-weapons.

“Same for Visi and my brothers.” Brennie huffed out her nose at being left here for the safety of her eggs while her siblings and beloved demon alicorn fiance went to kick Hell’s ass for daring to show their faces elsewhere in the multiverse. “Gonna need to think of something to stop them from popping up wherever.”

“We’ll get there someday.” We assured her with a supportive hand on her knee and she looked at us with a gentle smile. She’s so fucking beautiful when she smiles. “On a good note, Zebrica seems to have cooperated and are making more medical focused products.” That didn’t mean that Urta and Sabrina were back yet. They have yet to agree to a Harmony Portal.

“That’s good. Although it’d be cathartic to have to go kick some asses, I don’t wanna get too pissed off and do something to jostle these things.” Brennie rubbed her washboard abs. “Harder than stone or not, I’m more powerful than any stone I’ve seen.” There’s that serene look that just gave Brennie this incredibly mystical air. Pregnancy has been good for her temper.

“We’re sure your super-durable body will save them from nearly anything. Anyway, it’s really impressive seeing how fast Unity has grown the past two months, wouldn’t you say?” We asked our future wife/husband with a gesture down at the canyon plaza. We’ve had a massive surge of immigrants in the wake of the restructuring of the UGK.

“It’s getting crowded now, honestly. I wish you didn’t have to bend over a barrel for that absent asshole Sovereign.” Brennie huffed and We sighed in agreement. Unity couldn’t spread out like a normal city, not with Sovereign; the Spirit of the Everfree being such a prickly jackass about interfering with its forest.

So, instead, the city was building up and down with some spread out past the edge of the cliffs of the plateau. As in, building structures into the cliffs like what we did with the canyon. It was a daunting prospect to consider that soon the city as it was would be the ‘second tier’ of Unity with the canyon and other ‘lower’ levels being the first tier.

Having Andre on hand meant it wasn’t only possible, but he could even use building principals that resulted in ancient megacities like Lothric to get us started. The first pillars along the rim of the city were already under construction while the cliffs were also being turned into housing and et cetera for the immigrants and refugees that chose to stay here instead of moving to one of the Tels in Saddle Arabia.

“At least the forge ships you’re letting us use means it can be dealt with.” We assured our mate and she nodded as she took our hand from her knee and laced our fingers together.

“It wasn’t hard to convince Hydrax to let us leave you a couple. Not since you’re one of the greatest sources of weapon advancements we’ve had in thousands of years.” Brennie leaned in and We happily reciprocated, but suddenly a familiar blue snout got between us and we both smooched the intruding Princess of the Moon, who chuckled when we flinched away.

“Indeed, their work on my moon to establish the first extraterrestrial colony in conjunction with the UAC has also been a great boon for us.” Luna said before she smooched us and then Brennie on the brow. “Really, before you all came along, we were slogging in a pit of despair.”

“Indeed. Thanks to your people Brennie, along with those daring devils in the UAC, within two years, Equestria will be fully recovered and moving rapidly into the future while dragging the rest of the world.” Celestia commented, having been polite enough to round the bench and lean her ass against the railing to look at us. Hey, wait, why are We the only one in a dress?! Everyone else are wearing jeans, leggings, T-shirts or tank tops! Why do you look like a ‘gamer’ Lulu?!

“Yeah, great.” Brennie sighed while shaking her head. “Don’t expect us to be around or take part in your politics. We may be married, but don’t use that to drag us back in.”

“We won’t intend to, but you have as much power as us whenever you’re here. Don’t think you have to dance around our politics, you can seize control wherever you please if you feel the need.” Luna insisted with a gentle squeeze of Brennie’s shoulder.

“Just don’t expect us to stay for too long.” Brennie’s statement made us all feel saddened.

“Why are you so insistent on being independent? Is this a human trait?” Celestia sadly asked our future wife/husband, trying to understand her reason.

“You could say that. Remember how that summit went two months ago and what happened afterwards? Yeah, politics has some bullshit powers of its own to pull people that don’t want to have anything to do with it into its grasp.” We all groaned when Brennie brought that up. Politics and stupid people in positions of power make a mixed case of bad-to-worse decisions, especially when it’s someone who is nothing more than a cowardly buffoon.

“So, it’s not exactly us you’re worried about. It’s the fact that others may try to usurp and override the system, to force you into solving their problems.” Celestia performed the breathing technique to calm herself down.

“They’ll also want something out of it. The greedy fuckers always do. Keep an eye out for them. If you have an idea to circumvent or stop any and all who try to abuse their position of power for all the wrong reasons, make sure to put it into place.” Brennie insisted and we all nodded.

“Good idea Brennie, but wouldn’t that affect us as well?” Luna asked while Celestia summoned a pen and notebook to write some things down.

“Especially us. Other alien races may not see us in the same light as our own do.” We never really thought of that, but that was the whole reason why Svartr created those fairies in the first place. Then again, we sent the first batch into the multiverse, universes outside of our own. Different ball games altogether.

“Brennie, you may have saved us all a lot of headaches with that pragmatic paranoia of yours.” Celestia complimented as she quickly made notes in her tablet. Hmph! So many people are so quickly moving on to the fancy new stuff! Daring’s old flip phone still works!

“Common sense is our saving grace, entitlement is the hungry killer.” What’s up with these strange phrases these guys come up with? At least they’re not utter stupidity like something a Flat Earther would say.

“I have the rings~!” Cadence sang and we all perked with our heads turning to see her approach with boxes floating in her magic that displayed dozens of diamond rings! “I have extras in case one breaks and also because of how many of us there are.”

“That’s great and all, but it’ll have to wait a while longer.” We told our pink Love princess, who wilted so incredibly her wings were touching the ground. Hey! She’s in leggings and a crop top! Where is all of this modern clothing coming from?! We thought the blouse and jean phase was over!

“Why~?! I thought all that damn paperwork I did would help~.” Cadence whined pathetically.

“Things still need to stabilize enough not to fall apart when we go on the honeymoon.” We informed her and everyone nodded in agreement. It was going to be legendary!

“So close, yet so far.” Brennie quoted from an edgy edgelord song before she sighed.

“Anyway, what else are we talking about?” We asked as Cadence sullenly stuffed the ring boxes into her cleavage.

“How is the training of the army? We know they had fared poorly against the Lust Demons and Hell, but the veterans from those battles didn’t retire.” Celestia asked worriedly, considering how many losses the Guard had suffered. At least with the UAC armors and weapons, the death toll was far less than it would have been, but it numbered in the several thousands and for this environment, that is a horrible loss of life and potential genetics in general.

“They did well and are now officers training the newer recruits.” The fact they were already experienced with UAC tech thanks to that battle and further training meant that the new blood would have the advantage of not having to get rid of outmoded habits. A plasma sword doesn’t need sharpening after all.

“Speaking of training and armies, my worshipers along with my brothers followers, have united and become a Legion, mirroring that of our Night Sentinels. They have also made a request to integrate with Unity’s military, or conduct joint ops with you.” Brennie told us, which was news.

“They can join Unity’s Military, anyone with experience or will can join. How well trained are they?” We asked Brennie as Cady got to chatting with Lulu and Tia

“Well, they got their shit together and are already setting things up. Armor, weapons, et cetera. As for training, well, only a few have combat experience and are veterans, so they’ll represent each House: the Bloody Templars, the Hidden Seekers, the Raving Sprinters, the Iron Vanguard, and the Atlas Arsenal. It’ll take time, but they’ll get there.” Brennie informed us. We can already guess which House belongs to who.

“That could work. They could help with the new territory. What about the Caribou?” We asked, since they weren’t under our jurisdiction. We’ve been hands-off with them this whole time.

“They’re recovering.” Brennie replied with a disgruntled huff.

“So there’s none of that ‘females are objects’ garbage?” Cadence questioned as she sat down next to us. This bench was big enough for four people. Harmony was a popular attraction.

“From what Runner has reported, yes. Now we just have to get the world stable and build our starships to become self-sufficient.” Luna answered for her and Brennie nodded.

“That sounds right. Now then, as wonderful as this has been, I have a rendezvous in the Dragonlands. I’ll be sure to say hi to Ember, Spike and Smolder for you all if I see them.” Brennie said with a quick smooch on our cheek and shoulder pats for the others before she left for the lift down into the canyon.

“Indeed, we came to visit mostly because free time is more available, but although business is done for now, there’s other, more mild pleasures I wish to seek.” Luna said and my other two wives nodded in agreement. “Since we all have more time, please Visit more, dear heart.”

“We’ll do that. You all relax on your own terms, We’ve got some non-sexy plans of our own.” We admitted and smooched our alicorn wives goodbye before heading down into the canyon ourselves. Mama Wiatr would love to have a nap!

(<3)

“Hey!” Runner shouted as he hugged us from behind and We giggled in pleasant surprise while gently squeezing his hands where they rested on our currently flat tummy.

“Hey yourself~.” We cooed in fond amusement. “Did something happen or are you happy to see us?” We twined our trio of rat tails around his waist and between his thighs. A sexual encounter wasn’t planned for this time of day, but We weren’t in the mood to say no~.

“I just wanted to see you. I don’t have much to do with Pillar overseeing things with the Griffins. So I came back to check on how you’re doing.” Runner answered while rubbing his hands over our big bubble booty and hips.

“Mrr~, you know you’re always welcome in our presence.” We purred and pressed our ass against him before We remembered what We were doing, or rather, going to be doing shortly. “Oh, off-topic, but We got news the first dropships are going into orbit.”

“Already? Now that’s progress.” Runner gave us the thumbs up. “Looks like things really are shaping up.” He said with a cheesy grin and a gentle push of his pelvis against our ass.

“Yes, we’ve been working on those ships since your fleet showed up thanks to the UAC. The engineers have been working nonstop to figure it out.” We bit our lip and hoped he was about to pull us away for some fun, but aside from the flirty touches and closeness, he wasn’t being aggressive.

“Speaking of which, I have been thinking about our armor. Ever since Todd was released, I’ve been looking over his Praetor suit.” Runner said and clearly while he was happy to display sexual affection, he wasn’t actually going to jump us. Shame, but at least we’re talking about something We find fun, since it affects the world’s economy.

“What did you find?” We asked as We took his hand and guided him into the nearest sitting room. Our home was getting much more lavish because of all of the gifts and offerings given to us. At this point, We have started having to re-gift offerings to charities.

“Well, besides it being far more advanced than our own, there was a hidden message inside its systems. It has blueprints to upgrade our own armor to equal Todd’s. Unfortunately, they’re in Satanic script, but I can wholeheartedly confirm that this is the Wretch’s doing. He wanted us to find this.” Runner informed us as he sat with us and wrapped an arm around our waist. Mrr~.

“So he knows about you.” We snuggled against Runner’s lithe and wiry build. Unlike his brothers, he retained a slim and fit form. At least as a male. As a female Runner is as bodacious and motherly as any of us out of preference, but We’d bet she could be sleek and slim if she wanted to be.

“Yeah and I think it’s also a warning that Hell might be up to something more ambitious.” Runner mused as he let us nuzzled into his neck and enjoy his scent and closeness.

“Alright, so what can we do about it besides sending you guys all over the Multiverse to head Hell off.” We knew that was the current plan of action, because why else would they have deployed without Brennie earlier? In fact, what is Runny doing here? “Actually, what are you doing here?” We asked suspiciously as We straddled his lap and looked down at him with his chin in our cleavage.

“Ah, w-well, we can’t actually do anything yet. As much as it pains me, we’ll have to wait and gather more intel on anything unusual. That sortie earlier was a waste of time that only got some fledgling gore nests. For now, I’ll be getting to work on improving our armor using Todd’s armor as a reference and see what’s in store. I’ll also be looking into Reinhardt’s Crusader armor. As for what I’m doing here, isn’t that obvious?” Runner purred and groped our ass, making us coo.

“Okay, We’d love that, but who is Reinhardt?” We were confused as our tails slipped down his pants while our hands rubbed his shoulders.

“Reinhardt’s armor is the closest thing to a Space Marine’s Terminator armor we have technology to readily replicate. Have you heard of a game called Overwatch?” Runner asked as he moved his hands up our sides to grope the sides of our heaving hooters, causing our cleavage to rise up and engulf his snout in a motorboat~.

“Willow wasn’t much for MOBA games, but pop culture still has it in Willow’s memories.” We answered while teasing his clothed groin with our tails. Or rather, because of the pervy storage space magic of this world, they played with his free-hanging fruit and sheathe in his inventory without restriction.

“I’ll show it to you later. Anyway, where did Brennie go off to?” Runner asked us with a bite of his lip and We smirked at his ability to restrain himself after having failed so gloriously in the past.

“Oh, she’s in the Dragonlands visiting Spike and them.” We chuckled, before kissing him.

“Wait, what? Why would you let her go there?” Runner asked worriedly for some reason.

“Why? What’s wrong?” Brennie had good relations with the Dragonlands for obvious reasons.

“I’m worried that Spike, Ember, Smolder or any and all dragons might not let her leave. She’s probably getting pampered again.” Runner snorted as he waited for Brennie to pick up. “Yep, she’s getting her pregnant ass pampered.”

“Not surprising.” We huffed in amusement at the thought of all dragons gathering around her, giving belly rubs and smooches, worshiping her. “Hmph! It was probably Dongo’s doing if that happened. Naughty little noodle.”

“That would probably explain all the moaning and dirty talking I’m hearing right now.” Runner commented with a shake of his head and a lick of his chops as he got hard in his storage.

“What sort of upgrades are you thinking about?” We asked as We fished out his cock from his jeans. We’ll worry about Brennie later, since she’s clearly enjoying her stay over there.

“I got some ideas, but I would like to hear what the others had in mind. Who knows, maybe I’ll end up overengineering it to the point it’s considered OP.” Runner said with a grunt as We stroked his erection and he began taking off his shirt.

“Oh?” We decided to shift to Daring’s body for once, but the changeling/pegasus had at some point become a Queen. Huh, Daring is just as surprised. Rubber bug-pony queen~!

“Whoa, uh, yeah. After everything that has happened we can’t afford to be unprepared. Everything will have to be overhauled so that we don’t get blindsided. It might not always be Hell we end up fighting against, it could be aliens.” That was understandable. With all that has happened, We can’t blame them for wanting to change things around for the better.

“That would be weird, but Todd didn’t change.” We said as We checked the liquid love nectar that endlessly filled our body and how it made Daring’s rubbery yellow body glow.

“Nothing immediate, no. It may not happen today or tomorrow, but perhaps later on in life. Though, now that I think about it, I may need to forge armor for our children or give them a guideline to creating it for themselves, should they need it. Power armor is NOT for pussies, it’s to ensure your survivability out on the field of battle.” Runner counter-quoted and We snorted.

“True enough, our Everlasting Dragon armor is technically Power Armor run on magic. We keep forgetting we have that suit.” We pouted at ourself, also at how Runner was letting his thoughts distract him from the fact that his future wife was on his lap with his huge breeding stick in her hands while shoving her tits into his face. Ugh, males. We wish he was a herm right now.

“Have you used it?” Runner asked us as one of his hands slid under the side-slits of our dress to reach our groin. Unf~, finally~.

“In Tartarus we used it to avoid the damn gases in the upper floors. Then We wore it to the Battle of Big Sur and when we all went to Lethice’s demi-ahn-r-realm. R-remember it?” We panted as Runner’s magic fingers dove into our moist mons and began writhing in our cooch.

“Ouch. You know, maybe you could mix it up a little.” He suggested while pleasuring us, licking and sucking on our breasts after suddenly disrobing the both of us with a flash of magic from his runic eye. Quite the multi-tasker.

“Yeah, maybe we should wear it more.” We smirked as he suckled and drank our love nectar, the pink glowing liquid was, besides our holy milk, the most energizing magic drink in the world.

“Mmph, tasty. Anyway, that’s only half of what I meant. What I meant was to mix some technology with the ancient armor.” Runner tugged on our nips and We moaned as they stretched like the rubber they were. “Holy shit that’s hot.”

“Th-thanks. The armor was made by Andre before he branched out into high-tech stuff. Surely he can update it. Oh~ baby, stretch us more~.” We mewled, leaning back and moaning as he grabbed our massive basketball boobs and kneaded them like dough. Very springy, squeaky dough full of sloshing liquid. Unf~ it’s been so long since someone played with us~.

“Heh, this is kinda fun in a non-sexy way too.” Runner joked as he turned us into a panting wet mess on his lap with our hands rubbing his cock against our stomach and our quim basting his balls. “Hm, you’re actually giving me some ideas for new armor, specifically the interior and kinetic energy dispersal.” Uhn~! N-no having tech ideas while sexing us!

“We’re not armor!” We huffed and booped him on the snoot. “Not right now anyway.”

“Aw, but you’re such sexy armor.” Runner poked his tongue out at us and We had a powerful urge to turn into armor and have sex with him that way like when Svartr first woke up and sexually assaulted Willow in manic passion.

“Bah, well, anything else we should know that’s gonna get in the way of us having fun?” We demanded in annoyance. What is with our mates and putting sexy funtimes in the back seat to talking? We’re all for talking when it isn’t in the way of sex! He answered by lifting us up and dropping us down his fuckpole, reducing us to a keening mess bouncing on his lap.