Corruption of Souls

Ch.32

Walking for a few days behind Sabrina’s steady guidance led us to the city of Tel’Adre. It was massive! The walls were easily twice the height of the forts! There were tall stone towers with eight distinct ones along the walls that had faint beacons of sorts in them. We caught sight of it hours ago and Sabrina was answering questions about it in the last stretch.

The eight towers are apparently at the four Cardinal and four InterCardinal directions of the compass rose. They had special magic woven into the beacons that acted as a magic barrier against sandstorms, high winds, and most importantly: Corruption. They were all tied to the glass-topped tower in the dead center of the city, which, itself, was Tel’Adre. The city simply shared the name.

Tel'Adre’s construction was distinctly Arabian in it’s smooth plastered stone but lacked much of the beautiful carvings and other minute details that made middle-eastern architecture so eye-catching. When I asked about that, Daring was more helpful in informing us that Tel’Adre was a Fortress City first and foremost, and a proper place to live second.

Further conversation stopped as we approached the East Gate. There we were greeted by a brown Centaur mare that had the upper body of an anthro horse with a normal horse below that and a grey vixen anthro whom I knew was Urta. Both wore heavy plate armor.

“Halt! State your names and business!” The vixen snarled as they pointed their spears at us when we were within reasonable speaking distance.

“Urta. It’s me, Sabrina. My fellows and I have wiped out the local demon threat. They’ve even set up springs of mystical water to purify people in their old fortresses.” Sabrina explained with her hands up in surrender, her ears pinned back and looking hurt. Does Sabrina know her?

“Edryn, scan them.” Urta sighed as the centaur walked up with a crystal in hand. The horse scanned Sabrina and got nothing. With me it flickered a little bit. With Berserker the crystal burst into flames and both guards aimed their spears at him.

“They are friendly!” Sabrina hissed and got between them and Berserker as I tensed up in preparation for a fight. “They have great power but they are not Corrupt!”

“Why did the damn thing pop?” Berserker asked Sabrina uneasily as he eyed the sizzling remains of the crystal.

“Most likely for whatever powers you have. You know, the whole demon changing thing. Look you two they hate Hell and lust demons. They’re not here to kill you or fuck you stupid.” I groaned in annoyance. If anything I’m the one most likely to do the second thing!

“Why should we believe you?” Urta snarled and held up her own crystal towards me. “It’s flickering, that means you have some Corruption!”

“Because she’s the one actually making the pools. She’s the Corrupted Undead.” Sabrina groaned making the two stiffen and inch away from me. Hey, not cool! I’m not contagious! Can’t you see my collar? “We’re here to report that we killed the demons and drove them off, they can’t even retake the fortresses now.”

“You know what? Fuck ‘em!” Berserker shouted as he threw his hands into the air dramatically. “If they don’t want us here to help them, then they can die off. Come on, let’s leave them to rot.” I knew what he was doing, putting on an act. He’s trying to make them let us through without getting physical. The question was, will it work? We turned to follow him, save Sabrina, who looked shocked and betrayed.

“W-wait! Okay, um, you all can come in. Just don’t start attacking people.” Urta told us as she looked me over and at Sabrina, who blinked and looked at Urta who seemed apologetic. Those two do know each other! They look like old flames trying not to get awkward!

“Why should we take your word? For all we know you could be leading us into a trap to slaughter us on the spot.” Berserker played the cynical card as he accused Urta. “You still don’t even trust us, so why should we trust you?” Okay, now it’s hard to tell whether he’s pretending or being serious.

“Because they don’t have the resources to do that. These two are wearing the best gear in the city and they mostly use spell wards, Sphinxes, as well as other magic to ward off Demons. Their guards are mostly armed with sticks. We’re outside the firing line of Lightning spell towers, and Urta is just in it. If we rushed them without her giving us guest status those towers would start attacking us.” Sabrina explained as she and Urta stared at each other, the vixen not even flinching at the cat giving away security details.

“How do we know she won’t just give the order as soon as we walk past her?” Berserker asked her insistently.

“Because once guest status is given, it takes the council’s authority to rescind it without the person or people in question having committed severe crimes to warrant it. I can have the guards haul you out after using stun spells, but after that, you could send apples to get status to be reinstated.” Urta cleared up for us and I had to wonder why apples specifically.

“Hm…” Berserker hummed as he thought this over and sighed. “Fine, we’ll take your word. However, if you or anyone else tries to fuck with us you’re going to regret it.”

“I don’t hold the whole damn city responsible for the bad apples. If some fucker tries to mug you, call us and we’ll take care of him, or beat him up if you have enough evidence to avoid being criminally charged in turn.” Urta huffed as she flicked her left wrist and a spell was cast over us. “We’re all refugees, don’t expect a glamorous city, nor that these are all great people. We’re what’s left of about fourteen different nations from over the past six hundred years, Saddle Arabia just being the latest.”

Berserker rolled his eyes at her as she escorted us inside the city. Urta was right about a couple of things though, the city wasn’t glamorous. It looked more like a middle-eastern slum. The people weren’t looking great themselves either, all of them barely able to get by. Most were living on the streets with what little clothing they had on them. Considering it was ungodly hot in the sun, most of them took shelter in alleys and under the weathered canvas tarps.

“For the most part, the more wealthy people of the city live in the center where they can actually get some big houses by themselves. It’s also where Tel’Adre holds the Council, the Library and the Magi.” Urta explained in her tour which she started while she kept glancing at Sabrina, then me after clearly taking a few deep sniffs in our direction. Um, do I have to worry about an ex-girlfriend Sabrina?

“Is there an Adventurer’s Guild here?” Berserker asked her, getting the intense vixen’s eyes to leave me.

“Yes, this way. There’s also a bar I like to frequent on the way.” Urta replied as she led us down a new route away from the center of the city. “There's the Wet Bitch, a good place to get a drink. They also have a few rooms to spare if you don’t want the Adventurer's Guild’s boardhouse.”

“Ah, thanks.” I commented and regretted speaking up as she eyed me again. It was an unsettling stare, as if Urta wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk to me or bite my head off. Her intense scrutiny thankfully ended when we approached a building with swords on the sign overhead.

“Are there any Adventurers in town?” Berserker questioned before we entered the surprisingly spacious tavern-like main floor of the guild. There were round sandstone tables and chairs scattered about and a bar, but only a few rough-looking types were seated in opposite corners of the room.

“Plenty of old veterans, those two are the only new members at the moment. Adventurers rarely come to our land. If they do it’s rarely without being Corrupted.” Urta sighed in lamentation. Oh? Does she wish she was an adventurer rather than a guard? Maybe she took an arrow to the knee?

“Anything else you could tell us about the city?” I asked and again regretted getting her attention. Her golden eyes are so intense and sharp on her vulpine face that it both sets me on edge and gives me a thrill. She then scanned me up and down and I grinned hopefully.

“Not really. We do have a growing market of non-Corrupted food. We recently found a water source that is pure for us to grow crops with.” Urta informed us before we reached the bar. “Phil, we got some new meat here.”

The large black and green Kirin behind the bar in a simple tunic snorted out a puff of smoke from his nostrils and looked us over as our group approached the bar. “Name’s Phil. We just got two new girls here, Trisha, and Star Fall. Newbies. We have two rooms available at the moment with the rest being rented out. We’re also serving dinner soon. Tracy doesn’t serve booze, go to the Wet Bitch for that. Most of the Veteran Adventurers are there now.”

“Where did the idea of naming a bar Wet Bitch come from?” Really, Berserker? You’re gonna ask that question?

“The owner is always looking for someone to fuck, so she decided to name her bar after her nature.” Phil casually replied as Urta surprisingly paid for our rooms. “Oh? You’ve taken a shine to one of them Urta? Or is it about Sabrina there?” Phil’s nosey questions made Urta flush, Sabrina to shift uncomfortably and me to perk at getting confirmation that Urta and Sabrina were a thing before, or even possibly still a thing. They’re both hot and adorable ladies, I ship it even if they don’t let me in on it!

“N-need to get back to the gate!” Urta hurriedly stammered and brushed past us, but I didn’t miss how her tail floof batted Sabrina’s blushing face and ran along my thigh as she passed. We watched her scurry away until Phil cleared his throat and handed us two keys.

We wordlessly decided to split the rooms between guys and gals as we walked upstairs and after Berserker and Hunter entered their room, Sabrina and I went into ours. The room was nice, if you don’t mind ‘water’ spots staining the sandstone in places. The furniture was also stained with what I hoped was food. I also think the bed smelled of sex.

“Well this is nice.” I huffed in partial sarcasm as Sabrina sat down on the bed.

“It’s how we live.” Sabrina replied as she rolled onto the bed properly and relaxed. “It’s not luxurious, but compared to the wastes it’s heaven.”

“Definitely.” I sat down in the chair next to the bed and sighed as I thought back on the past few days of constant travel. We’d only made camp once when a sandstorm hit and Sabrina was clearly exhausted if her closed eyes and faint snoozing was any indicator. I’m Undead so sleep is optional...but Daring and Svartr haven’t slept either. “Are you two okay?”

“Mm? Huh? Oh, we’re here?” Daring drowsily responded and I blinked at realizing that in the last few hours approaching Tel’Adre, she must’ve fallen asleep!

“Guh...feh…” Svartr weakly grunted in reply.

If these two aren’t doing so well, how are Berserker and Hunter doing? The hostility Berserker gave Urta back there could’ve easily been from sleep deprivation.

“I’m going to check on the boys.” I whispered to Sabrina, who only hummed in response. I gave her ears scratchies before I exited the room and approached theirs, which was right next to ours. I barely knocked on the door before Hunter opened it and let me in. Wow his hearing is spooky sharp, I thought I was the one with super-hearing. Their room wasn’t that different from ours, though I think Hunter was cleaning the place up. On the Queen-sized bed Berserker was already taking a nap. “You two okay? I only just now realized none of us have been sleeping.”

“Yes, just cleaning up in here.” Hunter wrote to me and gestured to the room. It was only now that I noticed how much cleaner this room felt compared to the one I’m sharing with Sabrina. Ew~ the floor here is actually a few shades yellower than in mine, meaning there’s a layer of dust and scum all over my room!

“You know why Berserker was so hard on Urta? Well, besides sleep deprivation.” I asked as I sat in a chair next to the bed. “I would ask him myself but he needs a nap.”

“He doesn’t like this place. There is too much suffering and there isn’t much he can do to fix it.” Hunter replied as he used his wind magic or whatever it actually is to scour the dust from the stone of the room and gather it all up in the dustbin like a magic vacuum cleaner without the noise.

“Well we’ve ended the main threat near them and the reason this land is the way it is. Even if we didn’t completely destroy the demons they will take years to rebuild an army out here. You both helped with it all. I will help with the population and terraforming crisis. Not everything can be fixed in a day.” I replied with a huff over the fact that it seems Berserker doesn’t understand the good he’s already done. Don’t tell me he has a Spider-Man complex. Please tell me he doesn’t see anything but his failures in spite of all his successes.

“I know, but this is him being stubborn. Although, I guess it was also the fact that things didn’t go over smoothly when we got here as well.” Hunter shrugged as his magic finished removing the layer of dust from everything and the dustbin was now half full. I need to remember to ask him to go over Sabrina and I’s room, ew~...

“Constant demon attacks would make anyone jumpy.” I sighed and Daring nodded our head drowsily in agreement with me.

“What are the chances of Urta coming back to bone you? She was looking at you most of the time and she smelled like a Herm.” Hunter’s blunt question got me flustered.

“If she is exactly like the Urta in CoC, no. Too much trauma. I would have to meet her in the bar, drink with her, then once she’s horny and gets spooked she’d run to the back alley to jerk off. Follow her, offer to help her out and it will give her a confidence boost in her sexuality.” I sighed at how fucked-up CoC is. Hot it may be, fap material it may be, but wow it’s fucked-up.

“Seriously?” Hunter raised a brow at me. “None of us have ever played the game, just heard that it’s a fetish-based game with fantasy RPG elements thrown into the mix.”

“Yes, that’s how you can get her as a lover right off.” I told him with a huff at how silly it is.

“Sheesh, it’s just as savage as any other with the choices you make.” He commented.

“Hey!” It’s not entirely my fault that I’m a sexy bitch who has a constant ladyboner! I blame Ahuizotl for that accidental Corrupted sodomy sparking my downward spiral into sexiness.

“What? I’m only stating the truth.” He retorted.

“I’m not savage. You can also be her friend and be understanding. It’s a fetish game, you can either let her plow you in a back alley or talk to her in a back alley and understand her and be her friend.” I mean, c’mon I’m not a savage! I may prefer the lusty route but I’m not some dumb-fucked barbarian!

“I didn’t mean you. I meant the overall game in general.” Hunter clarified with slightly comedic hand waving and a visible frantic expression on his face.

“Better. Try harder though, you admitted to never having played the games earlier.” I huffed and used one of our tails to pet Berserker’s scalp.

“Could you tell me more about Urta?” Hunter questioned as Berserker moved in his sleep after I blinked at Hunter’s fairly abrupt choice to get back to the previous topic. Well, that’s one way to stay out of hot water I suppose, but I’m watching you mister.

“She’s a herm and currently sterile if this world follows CoC. It’s due to a God that the demons tried to kill using her body to, well, stay alive. Said god had been male, so the whole thing turned her into a herm. You could do a quest where you play as Urta and find out who this god was, being a trickster god like Discord. You revive him after the two talk, then she would have to either sire or mother the god to gain her ability to have kids on her own.”

“Could you help her on the quest, should you befriend or become her lover?” He asked me.

“No, she goes on her own, but seeing as this isn’t the game...maybe?” I rubbed my head. “She would come to explain what she was doing and say goodbye in case things didn’t go well, but for the most part she went on her own.”

He gave a throaty sigh. “Damn, I thought Dark Souls and Bloodborne were complicated.”

“In CoCs the very food could turn you into a mindless animal if you ate too much of one kind.” I told him, making him give me a look of shock. “Yeah, there’s also jewelry that could force fetishes on you. Ahuizotl had that happen to him.”

“This is getting worse the more I learn things.” Hunter looked concerned, as well he should. It didn’t matter how powerful you were in CoC, if you prompted a script it happened regardless of stats. For all I know from what I’ve learned, it’s the same in this world.

“Sorry. I’m not into any of that forced transformation stuff if it comforts you.” I sighed as I crawled onto the bed to snuggle Berserker. He mumbled something in his sleep before he wrapped his arms around us and pulled us against him. “Woah~ I didn't think he’d just grab me.” I chuckled quietly and snuggled him back.

“He tends to do that.” Hunter said as Berserker nuzzled me.

“Does he also get boners in his sleep?” I asked while I got comfortable.

“Not always. Usually it is the girls who brings his ‘Sword’ out from its sheath.” He rolled his eyes in amusement. “Don’t worry, he won’t poke you in his sleep.”

“I wouldn’t mind it. Just in case, I’ve temporarily made myself sterile by not even having a womb. That way if we get up to sex shenanigans again, we’re in the clear.” I perkily declared.

“Yeah, about that. We’ve decided to withhold from having more children with you. What we have is more than enough, so we’ll focus on raising them first before we have more.” Hunter informed me, which surprisingly hurt for some reason. I knew it was fair, logical and perfectly fine to not have more children. However, to me at least, it felt like I was just told not to breathe or something. Wow. I think I need to talk to Aventurine about this...

“Th-that’s fine. I know.” I managed to reply like a sane and rational adult rather than whine and beg and plead like I really wanted to.

“What’s the matter?” Hunter looked at me in confusion.

“N-nothing! Nothing at all! I’m p-peachy keen! It’s not like you just denied something integral to my existence or anything!” I can feel my left eye twitching. I'm so trying not to stress. “T-to be perfectly honest, I only really want one group of kids for me. A big family yes, but I don’t want to try and mother whole legions.” I told him sincerely, because despite what my body and my...gosh I think it’s my soul wants, I don’t want more than that.

“What about your duties to help with underpopulation? You may not be mothering them, but you are being their surrogate. You can’t tell me that you have no emotional attachment to those kids. I saw how much it hurt when you gave birth to those alicorns before and had to immediately give them away.” Geeze Hunter, write a whole thesis on the psychology of surrogates why don’t ya?

“Y-yes that’s true, but I can stomach it if they get good families. Though Cadence is starting to stretch that one, seeing as she hasn’t even asked me if I want to keep one. Luna and Celestia have at least sent messages. Even Twilight has asked, but I don’t feel like Alicorn foals for myself yet.” I said with a sigh. “Besides, none of those babies were for me…”

“There should be some restraints, they can’t just keep doing this on a whim. I know you can have anybody’s child, or children, but if this keeps up some of them will stray and develop bitter emotions towards you.” Hunter warned me.

“The kids are going to foster families. Celestia, Luna, Cadence and Twilight aren’t keeping them. We’re mostly increasing the population of alicorns and giving them a chance to spread and grow without complications. Due to how spread out they will be and how my own genes work, there won’t be any birth defects when they try to breed.” I informed the loyal and dutiful warrior, who I never forgot was always there when I truly needed him.

“And if they found out about you? What then?” Hunter’s question was practically rhetorical, so I snorted in amusement with a smile.

“I’d welcome them. I never said they wouldn’t know.” I chuckled and thought of how potentially awkward it could be, having a giant convention or something like ‘Willow’s Surrogate Reunion’ or something and I’m invited as the guest of honor. Pfft, that sounds both ridiculous and awesome at the same time.

“I’m just making sure that there won’t be any problems, otherwise everyone suffers.” I sighed at his pessimism. I mean, I know what he was saying and why he’s worried about some of them growing up to hate me. He’s only looking out for me and trying to protect me, but I’m confident it won’t turn out like that.

“I know, but I won’t turn them away if they wish to learn about me, or their sires. It’s up to them to hate me or not. I will always love them no matter how they hurt me, just as I love everyone.” I told him with a weak smile. So this is how Aventurine feels on a regular basis. Wow this sucks. No wonder she’s constantly seeking sex to bury her woes.

…

Holy shit that’s her whole issue isn’t it? My Goddess needs therapy. Bad. Maybe I should find her a therapist?

Hunter looked at me for a moment as if looking to see if there was any doubt within me. He took a long minute before he nodded his head. “I’ll trust your judgement.” I could tell that he didn’t buy it, but I’m thankful he decided to let this go for now.

“Our ideologies are somewhat different aren’t they?” I asked as Berserker snuggled into our cleavage and We perked up as he accidentally nosed our left nipple. Wow, that woke Daring and Svartr right the fuck up!

“And different experiences. I’ve seen the worst side of Life, especially if it’s from a ‘Force of Nature’. Or, at least one of them. You see, when I was little, my father taught me how to fight. He would even take me to some of the many different dojos. We actually participated in challenging them for their signs. As for hunting, that’s from my mother’s side of the family. You could say that technically, I was homeschooled.” Hunter wrote up and I wondered what caused him to decide to tell his life story. I won’t complain though.

“Oh, you seem to have grown well on it.” I commented and shivered as Berserker shoved his snout into our cleavage, taking long deep whiffs of us. Is he really still asleep? Wait, what do We smell like? We haven’t used any shampoos or soap or whatever, just rinsing in water. Wait, We’re still all dirty! He’s smelling our natural musk! I felt our breasts swell slightly in arousal at the idea he was scenting us and tried to calm down.

“Lucky me but it was fun. Those are probably some of the best memories I’ve made before I met the other four.” Hunter snorted as he looked at his brother who had his face in our tits.

“Good.” I managed to say before I gasped when Berserker started sucking our left nipple. We bit our lip as all three of us gave him different milk. “Berserker~.” We cooed as we petted his head.

“He’s enjoying himself.” Hunter managed to text with a shy smile and a blush along with a shake of his head.

“Obviously.” I huffed in building arousal as the other two snuggled us closer to him. Girls, you’re sleepy and I’m risking my sanity by staying awake. Now? Really?

“I don’t suppose you would mind me taking a drink straight from the tap?” Hunter was flushed and looking clearly nervous, as if he was trying something new for him. Considering how much Sabrina’s behavior a few days ago affected him, being so forward must be awkward. Well, I’m not about to say no and hurt his attempt at being more sexually open.

“Not at all. You’ll be getting it from three girls instead of one though.” I huffed in excitement and managed to twist enough in Berserker’s grip to have my right breast, already swollen to a small beach-ball in arousal, accessible. Hunter licked his lips and he snuggled up to my right side and latched onto my free thimble-sized nipple. We were so amped up that a single suck on our tit rewarded him with a gush of our milk. “Oh~, I wouldn’t mind just snuggling here for the night. I wish the pups were here too.”

My motherly desires were interrupted when Hunter pulled away from our breast and he came up to our face for a kiss. We were surprised when he dove his tongue into our mouth and fed us a mouthful of our creamy and sweet milk that had a tangy aftertaste. We all moaned as we tasted the cocktail of flavors. The mixture of blessed lactate, ectoplasmic goo and love nectar was quite tasty. That single mouthful left us wanting for more, but We began getting drowsy when We felt Berserker giving us a tummy rub of our washboard abs.

“Hm~.” We hummed as We began to doze off. Hunter joined in on giving us tummy rubs as well, pecking us on the cheek as Berserker nuzzled our breasts. The brothers snuggled against our bricc yet thicc body and pretty much used our massive mams as pillows. It was to this warmth and comfort that we all fell into a content slumber.

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It was so nice and warm. The two bodies on us smelled familiar and safe. We slowly blinked our eyes open to find the boys were still asleep. They were laying on us, as at some point We surged up in size to have our legs dangling over the foot of the bed. Right, both Willow and Svartr are much bigger than even this. The boys were using our massive breasts like bean bag chairs, only they were slumped over them instead of reclined against us.

We giggled at feeling distinctive poking at the undersides of our breasts. They may be in clothes, but Willow is familiar enough with those two delightful dicks to know what they were. “Can we~?” Daring asked mischievously as We slowly shrunk back down to try and not wake up the boys and also not risk crushing the stone-framed bed.

“No, it’s up to them if they want to fuck us. If they do it in their sleep that’s cool, but we’re supposed to be resting.” I told them both after We’d gotten small enough that now the boys were just using our pillowy basketball boobs as pillows.

“Meanie, I never got to feel them in us.” Svartr huffed as we just laid there, waiting for them to wake, or do anything really.

The first to wake up was Berserker, turning his head away and giving off a big yawn before looking back our way with drowsiness. “Hey.” He gave a weak chuckle before kissing us on the nose.

“Hello, sleep well?” We asked with a playful grin.

“Yeah.” He nodded before looking down at his boner. “Heh, a bit too well.” He snorted before licking his lips. “Milk?”

“Hm?” We hummed innocently, Svartr even using Faith magic to make a halo.

“Oh…” His face lit up as he gave a nervous smile at us. “You girls tasted...well, a lot more unique.”

“You got a milkshake from our tits lover~.” We chuckled and groped the breast his head had vacated at our areola, getting a small dribble of our pale pink and green breast nectar to bead on our thimble sized nipple. Berserker stared at it for a moment before he dove in and licked up the trickle eagerly.

“Hm~.” Berserker hummed and gave a thumbs-up, causing us to giggle and wake up Hunter.

“So are you two refreshed?” We asked them as We used our fluffy tails to run along their backs, making them shiver. Both of them blushed deeply and nodded their heads while their boners strained against the fabric of their pants. “We don’t know...you look a little...tense~.” We purred as our normal hands tugged on their waistbands while our tail hands rubbed the scruff of their necks. We blinked at ourselves in surprise. Wow, we are a trio of thirsty sexy bitches...

“Well...uh…” Berserker stuttered as We worked him up with each tug on his pants and each rub of his neck. “C-Could you...um…”

“Yes~?” We lustily purred and licked our lips as our ears moved just so slightly to hear how their hearts pounded in their chests and even hear Hunter’s breathy voiceless whispers that Daring’s lip-reading helped interpret him cursing our temptation.

“Could you...help us with...this? Please?” Berserker, surprisingly meekly, asked with a gesture to their huge dicks bulging out their pants in clear embarrassment. What a treat that is, that these two still haven’t synched enough with the local magic fields to generate their own Inventory. Any local male or herm wouldn’t be able to make such a display~.

“Why don’t you show us~?” We lilted and cupped their groins. They both shuddered at us fondling their balls, but managed to undo their pants and slowly pull them down until their rock hard cocks were freed from their prison. We hungrily snarled and grabbed them both with our normal hands on their throbbing erections, and our tail hands on their muscular tight asses.

We jacked them off just enough to coat their red rockets in pre before We pulled our legs up against our lust-swollen beach ball sized boobs in a display of our incredible flexibility, and pressed them to our plumpend pussy. “Now, you two they may not like-.” We were cut off by the boys surprisingly thrusting forth! Two cocks pushed into our pussy, two huge cocks, all at once! “Ah! S-slow-ah!” Holy fuck~! Boys~?!

“Shit~!” Berserker hissed in pleasure. “I can’t believe I just-!” Berserker snarled and kept pace with his brother, the two focused entirely on us with vicious and hungry expressions that made us so hot inside~!

“O-oh Goddess~! We didn’t think you’d jump so quickly at us letting you two share the pussy~!” We wailed in ecstasy and our head rolled back as We came incredibly hard, our cunt convulsing around their cocks, but the boys just kept pounding us~!

“You have such an amazing pussy~!” Berserker growled in pleasure, as he made sure not to look at Hunter while they both pistoned us like absolute gods in the sack. “How are you letting us do this without it being painful?!”

“Stretchy body~! We can take you two fucking our pussy hard! Be rough and fuck us like how you want to, both of you~!” We moaned at them ecstatically. Fuck~ We think our pupils might even be heart-shaped right now~!

The boys then started changing rhythm, thrusting in and out of our pussy one at a time. We hummed at the sensation and relaxed a bit as We came down from our latest high and let the brothers keep us simmering.

“Just enjoy it, take us at your own pace.” We huffed to them as We ran our tail hands along their backs and groped our enormous tits, which Berserker and Hunter both leaned over to grope and suckle since We were so massive it wasn’t much of a reach.

Berserker moaned into our left nipple before pulling off with suction and making us squeak until he popped off audibly, sending our left breast clapping back against our torso and it’s sister boob. “We can’t have...anymore pups.”

“We know. One litter with each mate, unless you change your mind later.” We panted out and spasmed as they brought us to another climax, our hungry quim tugging on their dicks.

Berserker grunted, nuzzling up against me as they picked up the pace a bit. “Do you want to have a little roleplay about making more?”

“M-maybe later but right now no. F-fuck us and cum already! We can just add it to our mass since We don’t have a womb right now.” We moaned needily before We were thrust into another small orgasm. “Please finish us~! We want that huge screaming O that We’re chasing!”

“As you wish~.” Berserker groaned as they suddenly matched movements again and began ramming into us like dual jackhammers, keeping to their rhythm as they kept going, bringing us to a loud screaming orgasm that echoed off the stone walls and likely through the whole building.

“Oh fuck~!” We were seeing stars, each thrust blinding us with small orgasms running headlong into each other. They huffed and snarled as We moaned and cooed brainlessly while We lost ourselves in the pleasures of sex. They pounded us so hard they shifted the stone frame of the bed against the wall. Their dicks moved faster and rougher in our quim and We could barely think at all. “Gah! Unh~! Yis~! Fuwk ush~!”

Berserker and Hunter groaned and kept going. We moaned and huffed as they moved to our breasts, latching onto them and started sucking again, drinking our milk while also tweaking our nipples with their teeth, making us cum for what felt like the gazillionth time.

“Ahn~!” We wailed as another world-shaking orgasm struck us like lightning.

“Cumming soon~!” Berserker growled as We felt their balls starting to tighten up, getting ready to blow their loads.

“Yis! Cum in ush~!” We slurred and then screamed in rapture as they gave us the cummies We wanted so badly. We went slack and spasmed as they quickly filled us, making us cum one last time while our belly swelled up and pushed our legs back down. “Yis~...” We drooled as We lost so much sense of ourselves that We swelled up with love nectar a bit.

Once they were done pumping us full, the boys pulled out from our pussy and unlatched from our breasts to start to kiss and lick us all over, sometimes giving little nibbles here and there. We shuddered as they worshiped our body and pet their heads idly.

“You’re so attentive~.” We cooed as more of our higher brain functions returned from cloud nine.

“Mhm~.” Berserker hummed as they licked our sloshing cum-filled belly that looked about to pop with twins. Damn these boys have a lot of semen in their prostates and cum in their balls~.

“You two enjoy that at least half as much as We did?” We asked them as We started getting up.

“Yes.” Berserker answered as Hunter nodded his head, both of them smiling at us.

“Ready to get back to it? We certainly are!” We perked up on a rebound that possibly only Aventurine’s Champion could muster with a slap of our pregnant-looking liquid-black belly.

They nodded their heads, looking worried about something.

“Well, let's get back to work. We’re not about to layabout when there’s a city that needs saving.” We declared before We absorbed their cum to flatten our belly.

“What’s with all the ‘Royal We’ you’re doing?” Berserker questioned, to which We blinked. “I get you’re all sharing one body, but you’re separate people.” Huh? Of course We are! We’re-.

“Shit!” Girls! Back off a bit!

“Sorry! Wow I got so into that!” Daring gushed excitedly as We, ahem, we got ourselves sorted out.

“Same. Holy shit that was wonderful though.” Svartr wistfully said, clearly wanting to get right back into that sort of mindset.

“We’re good! I mean. Um. I am good. So are Daring and Svartr.” I insisted towards the brothers, who looked side-glance at each other. Hey! I’m right here! I see those disbelieving looks in your eyes!

“Well...okay. So, what sort of work are we doing? Taking quests from the board?” Berserker asked as he and Hunter got dressed. So you’re a master of changing the subject too, huh? Hmph! I’m going to keep my eye on you just as much as on Hunter mister!

“Maybe. I need to see what they need at the very least.” I said, leaving and going back to my own room. I wanted to check up on Sabrina. I found her dozing off before I knocked on the door. “Hey, we’re heading out.” I got a pillow to the face as my response.