Corruption of Souls

Ch.9

“Okay! We think things are just about done. Just a few more papers.” We sighed as We leaned back. Just six months after that last meeting and we’re far ahead of schedule on rebuilding. We just had to finalize paperwork, it seems. The boys are checking to make sure no corners were being cut. Most of the work wasn’t modern, but that’s to be expected, Equestria was just barely past trains and making primitive starships.

“Heya, sweetcheeks. How are things working out for you?” Collateral asked when he entered.

“We’re almost done with the last of the paperwork. How are the impressions? Nobody is trying to make us do this all over again are they?” We asked fearfully.

“It’s a start. Everything looks alright, soon enough you might be able to take to the stars.” Collateral replied as he stood in front of our desk and We sighed in relief.

“Good. You think we’ll be able to do the wedding soon now? We’re pretty much out of the hairs of the lower section of government for a good half a year.” Which means more free time! Yay~!

“I don’t see why not.” Collateral nodded with a smile.

“Thank goodness. After everything is said and done, We’re on vacation.” We began fantasizing about it. Days upon days of relaxation, sex and cozy intimacy. Somewhere mountainous where nobody could bother us. Maybe that mountain lake Eris accidentally sent us to pop. It was lovely there.

“Lucky you.” Collateral chuckled in a bittersweet tone.

“Right, sorry. We know your world is still at war.” We mewled and stood before increasing in size to stand even with the towering 14 foot black wolf to tenderly smooch his lips.

“It may never end, but there’s always lulls in the action.” Collateral replied before nuzzling us.

“We’d offer to help, but as we are, our troops would just be a hindrance.” It will take at least hundreds of years before the Empire could possibly rival the Night Sentinels.

“Don’t worry, they’ll get there. As for you, the kids need their mother while we’re gone. Cocoa is an incredible nanny, but she’s just their aunt, they should get to know their mom more.” Collateral insisted and We felt sadness at having missed so much. Daily visits are one thing, actually spending good quality time is another.

“That too. Now We’ll finish this then we can check on Cady’s plans for our wedding.” She’s the Love Goddess and she’s already had a big wedding before, even if she didn’t get to fully enjoy it. We’re sure she knows what she’s doing.

“Sure. Pillar should be back soon.” Huh? Oh! Thanks for reminding us that Pillar is essentially the omnidisciplinary priest! Wait, can he officiate his own wedding? Isn’t that illegal somehow?

“That’s good.” We would ignore the question, We’re sure he can, somehow.

“You can’t wait until you’re finally out of the office?” Collateral asked with a knowing smile.

“So you can fuck us nonstop?” We asked, working on a few more papers.

“Hm, tempting, but I’d rather used that time to see our children grow up with me and the boys in their lives besides just fucking around nonstop.” Collateral said and We snorted.

“We thought that bit didn’t need to be said.” We told him with a soft smile as we shoved the last of the paperwork into the OUT tray. Freedom~! We’ve appointed the mayor to have all local authority powers, thus elevating him to being a Duke, Count, whatever We don’t care.

“In all honesty, I think my children are gonna pick up my habits. Then again, we’re all soldiers, marines, warriors, etc.” Collateral said thoughtfully and We rolled our eyes. These boys, they all start going in the same direction with their thoughts it seems.

“Don’t worry about it. They’ll grow up well with all the guidance from us all. We’re a village unto ourselves and it takes a village to raise a child.” We pointed out and Collateral relaxed a bit.

“Good point. Say, have you seen Brennie today, or heard what she was doing? Apparently, she’s been hanging around with her children, but usually with Marcus.” Collateral questioned and We smiled. Brennie has been so much warmer since her pregnancy started. Seriously, she’s taken so well to being motherly that it’s kinda hard to think she was a hard-ass.

“Not yet. We’ll look for her now that We’re all done here.” We shrunk down and leered at the 555 GUD FUCK number still burned into the surface of the desk. Ugh, Lethice may not be evil anymore, but whatever spell she put on that scroll made this impossible to sand out, but the desk was just fine otherwise and our frugal nature made getting rid of it hard.

“Alright, see you later. I’ve got some work to do.” Col gave us a smooch and he left while We finished straightening up the desk.

“See you~!” We cooed before checking Barb’s desk and making sure our future dragon wife hadn’t left any notes for us that We’d missed. Oo~ another milkshake coupon with a heart on it~! She loves ice cream a bit too much. So does Spike to be fair.

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After We called Barb about the milkshake date she clearly wanted and got a time for later, We asked around for Brennie and found out they were in the training room. What is Brennie doing training this late in her pregnancy? When We arrived, We found Brennie and Marcus training. Due to accelerated early-life aging, our son was already well within his teens.

Marcus was developing some muscle mass, but he wasn’t gonna get huge for a while longer. Right now Brennie was teaching him swordsmanship with training swords. She showed him stances, parries, et cetera while the rest of the kids in that age group were all gathered around a very large and rusted Greatsword.

“Hello love. Hello our children.” They were all so big now, so ready to learn the more mature things in life. Thank gosh Cocoa gave them the ‘Birds and Bees’ talk along with the more complicated versions because of their genes.

“Oh! Hey, Wiatr.” Brennie smiled at us and pulled us into a hug when We got near. “How are you doing, hun? Are you giving those paper-pushing pencil-necks what-for?”

“Yep! We’re done with the work and finished promoting the mayor to deal with it for us unless the issue goes above noble authority. Now, you’re still pregnant, why are you training them?” We pouted our lips and Brennie huffed indignantly.

“Just Marcus, the rest wanted to watch.” Brennie rebutted with a pat on her son’s shoulder. “The sword isn’t my doing, Runner went on a treasure hunt of sorts and thought I’d appreciate it.”

“Well, what did Runner find?” We asked after We approached the sword.

“Some of Aldin’s things, that sword included. He said he was forging that out of boredom, so I was hoping you could get someone to re-forge that hunk of junk back to its glory.” Brennie answered while idly flipping the practice sword in her hand.

“You might be able to. We do have Andre here.” He’s mostly acting as an architect these days, but he’s still the God of Crafts.

“Sweet. Let’s go pop in and see what he can do.” Brennie said while casually swinging and jabbing at Marcus, who took the half-hearted yet still impressive strikes for more practice as We picked up the massive sword with ease because of our often-forgotten godly strength. “Lead the way. Alright kids, you can do whatever you want, just don’t make trouble.”

“Sure thing Fama.” Marcus saluted cheesily to his sire and then turned to his siblings, who began sparring with him as we left the training chamber.

“It’s good to see the kids have taken to you being female so well.” We commented as We followed Brennie out of the barracks.

“Yeah…” She sounds oddly conflicted.

“Sorry sweetie, We forget this isn’t your natural state. You only have a month at best before the eggs are done.” We reassured her and Brennie shook her head.

“No, that’s not it. I...I like being this way. That’s the problem. I’m worried that I’ve changed too much and whether or not this is me or if I’ve become someone else.” Brennie confided and We rubbed her back.

“You’re still you, for sure. You’re just less...volatile? You’re not angry all the time.” That was the biggest difference between Brennie now and Berserker back then. She’s so much more able to think clearly instead of jumping to conclusions from constant anger-fueled impatience.

“Yeah, it’s nice. I like not being pissed off all the damn time. That’s actually what has me more worried. When this is done, when I pop out these pups, uh, eggs, will I go back to being a hard-assed motherfucker, or will I still have some of this sensible nature to me?” Brennie rubbed her rippling washboard abs under her sports bra and We nodded at her unease.

“Don’t worry. You’ve been spending a lot of time with Cocoa and she’s very good at managing emotions. If you just don’t let your anger control you, you will stay more in control of yourself.” We rubbed her neck and she hummed as she rolled her neck in appreciation.

“Yeah, Cocoa is a great gal. She’s a bit spooky though.” Brennie said and We pouted. Cocoa wasn’t spooky! She was just incredibly chipper until suddenly she wasn’t when someone crossed a line.

“She is not spooky, Brennie.” We huffed defensively before We considered something. “Hey, how about We take you on a milkshake date with Barb and Cocoa? Barb invited us with a coupon and Cocoa loves that place too.”

“Milkshakes? Count me in!” Brennie eagerly agreed as her abs roared in agreement.

“Alright then. We’re sure Cocoa and Barb would love to have you along.” We insisted while shifting the massive sword on our shoulders for comfort once out of the barracks and in the open.

“Whether they would or not, I love ice cream! Especially since I turned female and got pregnant. Is there something about female taste buds that just get more out of it?” Brennie asked out of idle curiosity as she licked her chops while leading us towards Andre’s shop.

“We can verify that as true from Willow’s own experience in the matter.” We confirmed before entering Andre’s shop. “Hey Andre! Are you available for some custom repair work?”

“Lass, I work tirelessly day and night when I’m not spending time with my wife Harmonia. Even with the workload these so-called architects and engineers foist on me to solve their problems, I can manage. What do you have for me?” Andre questioned and Brennie helped us move the massive sword across the counter for the blacksmith god to examine.

“Runner found this along with the original design.” Brennie pulled out the blueprints for it and showed it to Andre. “It was supposedly an Armorslayer Greatsword.”

“Hm, I can work with this. Will take a few weeks though without fresh Everlasting Dragon bones and scales.” Andre told us and We winced at the idea of going dragon only to get harvested for bones just for a sword. No thanks.

“That’s fine. Also, here.” Brennie pulled out a cloth from her cleavage and set it down to open it up and reveal a shining red gem inside. “Place that on the pommel. Sorry about the extra work.”

“Bah, it will be good to work on something different than all the architecture and engineering pieces the builders keep hounding me for. I’ll have this done right for ya.” Andre waved off the concern and easily moved the massive blade aside while the horse stroked his beard.

“Thanks, but I can’t pay you properly since I don’t have any souls.” Brennie admitted sheepishly with a guilty look at us and We rolled our eyes.

“Soul Energy, we’re not Hell Demons Lass. Anyhow, your mate can pay with no problem, she’s practically reeking with soul energy. Even if she doesn’t, the ‘soul bank’ can extract your excess Soul Energy into a transferable state for you without harming you.” Andre chuckled and Brennie balked.

“You can just shave off excess soul energy for currency? Really? When did that become a thing?” Brennie asked incredulously and We shrugged.

“About half a year ago thanks to Twilight. It's complicated, but it does take some of your worth of extra soul energy. It makes it so that you don’t have to kill someone and it doesn’t take your actual soul. Think of it as a blood transfusion, your body makes more blood, but the blood you gave is still there. There was a risk of ‘inflation’ at the start, but We prevented that quickly.” We informed her and Brennie scratched her head.

“Well, does Runner know? This might weird him out.” Brennie asked in concern, which was understandable due to Runner’s intimate experience with Death and whatever comes hereafter.

“Probably. If Death had a problem with it, he’d have said something by now.” We shrugged, it’s been in place for a while now. It’d make no sense for Runner to freak out now.

“I wonder how much I’m worth? Probably a fortune.” Brennie scratched her chin at the notion.

“You could go check, but don’t worry about it, this is on us. How much?” We asked the world’s greatest crafter and he hummed with a quick stare off into the middle-distance.

“For this...16,435 souls.” Andre told us and We blinked in surprise.

“Really? That doesn’t sound much.” We’ve honestly paid more for much more mundane things.

“I got most of the work already done.” Andre told us and We shared confusion with Brennie.

“Huh?” Brennie looked at the sword to find it was almost fully restored to its former glory.

“Most of the thing just needed buffing rather than repair, but that’s still to come. Come back in a few days.” Andre told us before properly moving the sword to his workbench with a hand held out to us, so We clasped it and felt the soul energy flow from us to him. “Thank you for your custom.”

“Thank you for your work.” With that settled, we left the blacksmith. “So, would you like to go find Cocoa and Barb to have that milkshake date?” We asked our future wife eagerly with our trio of tails wiggling behind us.

“What’s this about a milkshake date?” Urta’s voice questioned and we turned to find her approaching in her suit of golden armor. It had been upgraded greatly with UAC technology, but unlike most armors, her’s was still extremely revealing with cleavage and conformed to her body more closely since she was durable enough to forgo proper armor.

“Barb asked Wiatr out on a milkshake date, she asked me to join in, we were gonna go find Cocoa too.” Brennie answered and Urta turned her helm to me before it split open and folded into nothing for her head to form fully and smirk at us.

“Mind if I join then? We could make a proper date of it too even if there’s gonna be a bunch of us.” Urta licked her glowing turquoise chops. “Mm, I could go for some ice cream right now.”

“Sure thing! At this rate We’d better just text everyone that’s here to find out if they’re good to join in.” We eagerly fished out Daring’s phone from our cleavage and started texting, starting with Barb to make sure bringing others was okay in the first place, rude of us to assume it was.

“So, Brennie. Pregnancy is really working out for you. I can feel how well you synergize with Fertility despite your Aspects.” Urta smiled brightly and Brennie looked both annoyed and oddly proud.

“It’s not like I expected to be female, or to get pregnant. How would I know it’d agree with me?” Brennie huffed while I got approval from Barb and began texting the others.

“Well, if you ever feel like geting super pregnant, I’m game to show you how awesome it is to be so fucking full you can fill this canyon~.” Urta growled hungrily and Brennie turned redder. Yay~! Cocoa’s coming, Sabrina too! Drat! Honey is on a strict Love-Only diet right now because of how much excess biomass she has and is trying to get rid of.

“U-uh, I’ll keep that in mind.” Brennie nervously scratched the back of her neck and looked at us. “So, what’s the word?”

“Barb is cool with it turning into a hang-out date, Sabrina and Cocoa are coming, but Honey is not gonna come. She’s on a diet while she donates her excess biomass.” We answered and started walking towards the nearest elevator up. “Let’s go girls!”

“I’m here!” We jumped and smiled at seeing Visilia hurrying up to us, having swapped her armor or business attire for jeans and a tank top she probably just threw on. “Cocoa texted me about going for milkshakes? Now, she wasn’t clear, are we talking milkshakes, or milkshakes?” Visi patted the sides of her bust for emphasis and We snorted.

“Goodness, I wish it was both. Shakes made from our milk? That would be fucking delicious.” Urta said with wide a grin. We sensed that under her armor her erection was growing. Wow, she got hard fast! If the magic of this world wasn’t how it was, she’d be showing everyone how excited she was at the idea of naughty desert. We’re just impressed she didn’t spread her legs.

Visi rolled her eyes with a smile. “Of course honey.”

“Okay you two. Talk about fun later. We think everything is starting to wrap up for this Era. We’re not having to wait for damn wars to start or end. We can wait for the wedding though. How are your other mates liking our world, Brennie?” Considering Brennie always hated every single lewd aspect of our world from the very start, hopefully her mates were more open-minded.

“They’re starting to like it. Although I think Chrysalis likes it too much for obvious reasons. The same can be said for Cadence. They may or may not have made mention of you joining in.” Brennie replied with a sheepish smile and faint blush. “They also wanted to ask you for a blessing. I’m guessing they want their chances of getting pregnant with my children to be high or something similar to your genetic neutral trait.”

“They asked me about that and I don’t know if it’s within your power. I mean, you can have babies with anyone because your Fertility aspect plays a key role. We’re uncertain if you can give someone that same thing.” Visilia said to us and We nodded, remembering Fane’s words on what our genetics meant for the offspring.

“We’re sure it will work considering how the genes of our offspring have turned out. We could try, do you want us to? Gather them up and we’ll see.” We said as the elevator to the top that we’d climbed onto absently reached the top, only to yelp at the sight of all of the Marine’s mates.

“We’re here~!!” Alt-Pinkie Pie cheered at the front of the group.

“How did-whatever. Okay, how do you want to go about this? The best way we know it is by fucking you and We were hoping to hang out at Malt’s and have milkshakes.” We said in resignation, figuring this has just replaced the fun group date we were about to have.

“So, you can’t just wave your hand on us and recite your blessings? Not that I don’t mind getting boned.” Alt-Chrysalis smirked lewdly and Alt-Cadence elbowed her with an amused grin.

“We’ve found our worded blessings tend to make your body bigger. For gender and reproduction blessings, it’s easier to share our bodily fluids with someone. We don’t have to have sex, just drinking our milk directly from us will do.” We explained with a pat of our chest.

“Well that’s not so bad.” Brennie commented and Urta gasped.

“I wonder if I could give blessings?” Urta questioned as she licked her lips.

“Huh, it’s likely. As the Goddess of Fertility, you have priority on that over us. We’re just Renewal, remember?” We reminded everyone and they all went ‘ah’ or ‘oh’ at remembering We gave most of the Fertility Aspect to Urta.

“Oh! Well, that’s alright. Are you girls okay with that?” Brennie asked the girls and they all looked at the towering amazoness that was Urta.

“Yes!” They all answered, looking very happy and excited. Hoo-boy. Hope Urta doesn’t overdo it.

“Hm, I’ll test it with you in the restroom~.” Urta purred before walking up to Alt-Cadence and walking with her to the restroom. Alt-Cadence was already horny just being near Urta.

“Maybe in your room, tonight?” Alt-Celestia suggested and Urta smirked at her and the rest.

“I’m testing this first, then it’s time for milkshakes, the bedroom. I need to test if this works first.” Urta said and Alt-Cadence practically swooned before the bathroom door closed. Wait, when did we get to Malt’s? We didn’t notice that the group kept walking to the diner.

“You’re huge!” We heard from the bathroom before the sounds of pleasure filled Malt’s diner and Brennie ordered a pickle milkshake.