Corruption of Souls

Ch.34

“Ahn~!” We screamed in pleasure as We woke to the embrace of someone holding us in the darkness with a hand over our bosom. We looked about with Svartr’s sight to see We were back at the lake cavern, only now there was a small stone tower barely breaching the surface in the middle of the small lake. “W-what just happened?!” Hot damn do We feel well-fucked though!

“We mated, my Queen.” Midir told us in a voice that, while still deep and thrumming, lacked the drowned and raspy aspect. Also, we felt his cock was still stiff and throbbing in our snatch. “Is your memory so short?”

We used our tails to feel his body and realized he was anthro and our size. With how things felt around us size-wise we’re both about 10 feet tall. He was even more ripped than Spike and was also so much more angular, more...mature? “I-We, but-what?” Some deep, primal part of us was screaming in rapture from this scenario, but the rest is just baffled!

“We mated, do you not remember my Queen?” Midir asked with disappointment and what faintly sounded like concern.

“Queen? We’re not a Queen.” Svartr asked in confusion as the large dragon started to pull away. N-no, don’t go...

“I was not speaking to you alone, Godkin.” Midir huffed after he left us feeling empty and cold. We want his warmth again... “This is such a peaceful place. No wonder the Dark is so drawn to it.” Midir commented before he looked back at us. “Go about your business here, but do not forget what lies at the bottom. I won’t be around to fish you out.” Midir turned, striding for the exit.

“W-where will you go?” We questioned, because Midir is a literal god-tier entity. We just unleashed him...and fucked him. knowing where he’s likely to go is the least We could do. Also, whatever he did, it was so damn good We passed out, We want to find him again later!

“To seek the Dark, wherever it may arise. I no longer need to stand sentinel over a pit, but if places such as this exist then more violent instances of the Abyss may arise.” Midir continued to leave. “Grow strong young dragon. Perhaps, next time we meet my Queen will be fully awoken and we can mate properly.”

With that he left the cave via the tunnel with us confused, weak and leaking his hot seed. Did We just fuck a god tier being? Oh, We fucked Lulu, Tia, Cady and Twily already. This isn’t that much different. Except he was from the Era before Fire and could have squashed us like a bug. Instead he ravished us and gave us such pleasure. Good thing We didn’t have a womb before We came here, or We’d be having his eggs for sure with how our belly is inflated.

“Uh, okay.” We meekly said despite that he was gone as I absorbed his cum. It was then that I remembered what he may have meant. “Th-the Heir of Fire I absorbed from that dragon cairn and turned me into a draco-fox! Is that where these urges are coming from?! Is that why we fucked him like an eager breeding bitch?!” But Goddess damn does that sound good!

“Holy shit...I may be retired, but I’m going to write a report about this. Midir’s existence confirms a ton of theories.” Daring took a cleansing breath. “Also, if he’ll let it happen, I’m with you when you two bang again.”

“Me too please.” Svartr whimpered and We got powerful mental images of subjugated dragons meant to be used as flying mounts and how incredible a lay they were from her.

“Can we not talk about breeding with the scariest guy we’ve ever encountered?” I mean, yeah, he’s a hunk in both feral and anthro form, but he scares the shit out of us. “Well, let’s get to work on making this purifier pool. Or spring actually.” At this We grew to our full 20 foot tall size, sitting on the edge of the lake. That tower in the center would be a good place for the bonfire, but no way are We going to risk swimming across a lakebed of the Abyss.

We reached into our cleavage and pulled out the huge log I first used once I became Strong and put it on the water to see if it would float, it did. With that We put the log across the point where the lake became a creek. This headwater would be perfect. We then took out the iron brazier, balancing it between the log and the shore. Holding it still We fished out the Undead bones, a rather grim thing since Undead cannot die and can be butchered for them constantly. These bones were willingly donated to the Way of White though, so it isn’t too terrible.

We filled the brazier which weighed down and settled on the log and shore of the headwater. We then took out the Coiled Sword and placed it in the bones, sheathing it in the shallow indent in the bottom meant for it. “Here comes the gross part.” Daring bemoaned as We scooted back from the lake.

“Sorry Daring.” I apologized, using both hands to pull out heaps of still almost-fresh demon corpses and set them to the side. Once I deemed the pile high enough, I began feasting without bothering to try to let them touch our tongue. Daring still whined as We bloated up, our breasts facing the lake as Svartr used tendrils to keep us feeding.

“So disgusting~!” Daring complained as We bloated up to our 20-foot sphere, our tits swelling forth and getting ready. Soon, We were moaning in pleasure as our nipples let down, dumping the mixture into the lake next to the unlit Bonfire. That changed as usual, the Bonfire lighting, turning crystal and blue, before Harmonia’s sapling sprouted. This time it also twined into and around the log, turning it crystal and anchoring to the shore by sprouting roots. Nice to see my first hammer got a new lease on life.

“Aw, another cave? After the first four were all in the sun too?” Harmonia complained as her heavily gravid chibi form emerged from her sapling and sat down on the edge of the basin, kicking the near-freezing water with her cloven hooves. “Beautiful place though.”

“Sorry, We needed to Purify this place, though don’t go into the lake. The Dark is down there.” We Warned her as We shrunk a bit to join her at the water’s edge and Aventurine’s flames again perked up near us. Are We doing you proud Aventurine? Is that why you seem to show interest whenever We’re near?

“W-what?” Harmonia’s voice quivered before she looked down into the now-magical glowing water and she eeped as she jumped back into her sapling at the sight of the solid Dark along the bottom of the lake. “Why here?! If that comes up here, I’m doomed! Douse the fire!”

“Ah...this water feeds a farm. That happens to be the only source of food in the desert.” I mewled, which got Harmonia to whine and come back out to nervously peer down into the Dark of the lake.

“This isn’t fair. I’m utterly terrified of the Dark, as much as the Light. I’m the Balance! Too much of either is practically poison to me!” Harmonia whimpered before she took a cleansing breath. “A-at least it seems passive. There’s no Locusts down there preaching at us, that’s good.”

“Anything we could do to lessen the threat? Midir had been here guarding it.” We questioned the Goddess of Balance in the hopes that she might have somewhere to start.

“...Midir?” Harmonia’s questioning tone and befuddlement didn’t fill us with confidence.

“He’s the Everlasting Dragon that was ordered by the Gods in the First Era to guard the Abyss and to devour anything that tried to leave it.” Daring explained succinctly and Harmonia suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

“Nevermind. It’s good. Then this must be a stable part of the Abyss. No need to worry about it suddenly swallowing the desert unless something uses it to do so. Not likely with me here standing guard now.” Harmonia relaxed and sat back down, kicking the water again. “Good work you three. Keep it up.”

“Three?” We perked up. My goddess! “Oh dear. Willow, be careful. Sharing a Soul is serious business. Come see me if you end up going too far and forget yourselves.” Her presence then vanished. Our unity faltered as Daring had clearly had enough of the situation and stood us up to begin trudging down the creek which now illuminated the cave with faint white light.

“Daring?” Svartr asked with concern while I was still puzzling my Goddess’ words.

“I’ve had enough adventure for one day. We’re going back to town, reporting, then we’re going to fucking sleep until this is Future Wiatr’s problem.” Daring shakily stated, clearly the Dark and Midir was a bit too much all at once. Aventurine’s warning of Soul Fusion must’ve tipped it.

“What about the Farm quest? Shouldn’t we at least inform Berserker? Who is Wiatr?” For some reason that word spoke to me, to all of us. It had pieces of each of us in it. Oh. Oh shit.

“Willow, Daring, Svartr.” Daring explained uneasily as she spread our wings-which I just noticed are now dragon wings-as she rubbed our mound, making us groan as her fingers dove into our still-thirsty muff. “You said that Vixen was probably a lover in that game? I could use some help blowing off steam before bed.” Vixen? Oh, Urta!

“Unf...she’s likely at the Wet Bitch if she isn’t on the front gate of the city, but let’s at least let Berserker and Whitney know that the water source is pure.” I said with a moan as Daring fingered us mid-flight. Holy shit~ what did Midir do to us to make us so thirsty~?! We groaned and masturbated, but managed to stop long enough when near the farm to fly down towards Berserker.

“Hey babe! Water’s pure! We had a life-or-death encounter with a god-tier stud so We’re going to go bang a hot vixen to not panic, bye~!” We flew off before he could say anything other than to call out to us. We did manage to see the farm rapidly begin magically flourishing much to Whitney’s vocal joy as the purified waters flowed into the aquifer below.

We didn’t waste time and hurried to reach the North Gate, but didn’t find Urta here. “Hey! Ground or the towers will fire! Tel’Adre is a no-flying zone!” Shouted one of the not-as-armed/armored watchmen that was at the gate.

“Sorry! Hey, any idea where Urta is?” We panted as We landed with a thud on our paws as We grabbed one of our basketball-sized tits and rubbed our lower belly. We then stopped as our lusty behavior seemed to be intimidating the average-sized and built wolf anthro who only calmed when he noticed the magic bracelet on our left wrist.

Whew, We’re lucky that didn’t break during whatever Midir did to us. We adjusted our royal metal Undead Collar to double-check if it was still there since We forgot about it so often. Yep, good, don’t want our only real accessory to disappear on us. It would be embarrassing to ask the princesses for a replacement.

“She is at the Wet Bitch. Her date stood her up again. She’s a great gal. I’m not into herms myself, but really! She deserves better.” The male wolf huffed in disgust at the vixen’s mistreatment.

“We have dibs on the rebound!” We crowed and quickly dashed into the city. We ignored the onlookers who ogled us for our near-naked form and its size and musculature. We beelined straight for the lewdly-named bar and burst into the establishment. Everyone was looking at us, but our eyes locked onto the bemused grey fox who seemed to be about to knock back a mug and We sauntered up to her as We licked our chops hungrily.

“H-hey there! W-want to have a-?” Urta’s words involving her mug were interrupted by us grabbing her by the collar of her armor, pulling her up and kissing her full on the mouth. Her tail, usually curled around her lap, went straight out behind her and floofed up. “Mph?!”

“Have you~.” We purred after We broke the kiss and carried her towards the back. Tendrils emerged from our cleavage and dumped a bag of Bits on the bar counter as We ascended. Thank you Svartr for looting the demons as we went. We made out with the vixen, who whimpered needily into our mouth and clutched at us nervously, using her tail to cover her groin. We shouldered into the first room, thankfully vacant and laid her on the bed as Svartr closed the door. Goddess We loved making tendril limbs for everything We need.

“Holy shit. *smooch* I knew you were good-looking, *kiss* but damn girl.” Urta panted, but still covered herself. “L-look. Before you get my hopes up, I’ve got a-.”

“Huge, throbbing, absolutely delicious Dick.” We purred and Daring’s magic flashed at our groin, revealing a 20-inch long ribbed and knotted equine cock. We lined it up with her pussy under her armored skirt and played with her tail as our bitch-breaking flare pressed against her already wet panties. “So do We~. We’re an optional herm and We’re not about to shy away from a woman with a big, juicy, cock. Even if you are sterile.”

“S-sterile? I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Urta whimpered, grinding against our 4-inch flare. Our cock was basically a ribbed and knotted shiny black version of Cadence’s incredible mare-meat. “I’m not sterile. I just take contraceptive herbs in case I get lucky.”

“We’ll explain why we said that later. After we fuck you silly and mate you right here!” We growled, bending over and shrinking down to around her 6-foot height, licking the crook of her neck as she whimpered.

“N-no~! I-I don’t know you yet~!” Urta whined, feebly pushing at us. “N-no marking! Edryn and I are still maybe a thing!” Urta weakly remarked, panting and clearly resisting licking the crook of our own neck.

“Really?” We asked as We removed her chainmail, rubbing and groping her DD-cup breasts, our unnaturally long tongue lapping at her neck. “You think she’ll want to be your Mate?”

“M-maybe? We’ve been fuckbuddies for years now…” Urta whimpered and pulled away from our sucking on her neck. “P-please...don’t make me such a cruel promise yet. Let’s just fuck first, get to know each other later.” Urta insisted. “I’m not exactly so desperate that I’ll give up my independence to mate with someone who just came to town and let her sweep me off my paws. Especially since you came here with my ex-girlfriend Sabrina’s scent all over you.”

“Oh. Well we’re not mutually exclusive. Sabrina clearly doesn’t have monogamy in mind. We’re also not even just one person, We’re three people in one package.” We kissed and sucked her neck and she arched into us, pressing her breasts to our hands.

“Ah! Okay then, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m Captain of the Guard and I cannot just let some newbie bulldoze over me!” Urta snarled suddenly with all hesitance gone as she somehow overpowered us and flipped onto our back and pinned us. Her hands roughly squeezed our tits, spraying our tri-colored milk into her palms as her massive 20 inch long horse-cock flopped out of her skirt when her Inventory failed. “I’m not about to be knocked up!”

Urta pulled back and moved her huge penis under our balls, then rammed into our pussy with a single brutal thrust. We wailed and she moaned as she looked at us like prey as We meekly stared up at her. Her cock smashed into our cervix as her massive pent-up basketball-sized nuts smacked our ass. “I! Am! Not! A! Plaything!” She snarled as she took us roughly and made us yelp in pain and pleasure as her bitch breaker rammed and slammed us!

“Ah ahn!” We cried out as she abused our cunt, stretching out our elastic vagina and false womb to the point she was thrusting between our tits. “Yes! Breed us Captain!” We begged, licking her fingers which were still roughly squeezing our nipples into her palms.

“That’s what you’d want huh?! Fucking breeding bitches, always coming to me for the same thing!” Urta sniffled, but didn’t slow down as she jackhammered our hungry cunt. “Just a one-time thing and you’ll be leaving with my pups. Like always.”

“No~.” We whined and tried to pull her into a hug. “We won’t leave, not in that way. We want to raise them with you. We know you must have been bullied and used. We would never do that to you.”

“Shut the fuck up! This isn’t the time for meaningful words you idiot! You’re supposed to say: ‘Yes Captain! Fuck me full of puppies!’ You’re ruining the mood!” Urta complained, clearly not fully taking offense to our advances like We’d thought.

“Would it make you happy?” We mewled unsurely. We came in here fully intent on showing her a good time and having a good time and now We may have hurt her feelings.

“Fucking-Yes! God, this is supposed to be a passionate fucking, not a goddamn heart-to-heart! Go back to making that sexy fucked-out expression and-Ugh! You’ve ruined it!” Urta suddenly pulled out of us, huffing as she went to finish undressing. “Great. Just great. I’m too sober for this!”

“Um, We could make our milk alcoholic for you.” We told her and her head snapped towards us like a thirsty woman in a desert. “Would that get you back in the mood?” Did her neck crack when she looked at us just then?

“...You’re not lying? Niamh hasn’t been back from the coven in a long time and beer-tits are so awesome.” Urta licked her lips as she tossed her skirt into the corner, her panties following shortly as well as her undershirt. “Because I’ve barked up that tree for a year. If you can you’re in for a rough few days my friend.” Days? Is she promising something she might not be able to do?

“We can make our milk taste like anything for you lover~.” We panted as our tits filled with new milk laced with extra love nectar and something Svartr vaguely remembered from Gwynevere. Oh~ that felt right, yes add that in! Whoa~ our boobs feel incredible! Like We have pure energy in liquid form contained within our bosom!

“None of that lovey-dovey shit. I don’t know you, you don’t know me. We’re two hot and ready strangers getting drunk and sexed.” Urta snarled as she crawled back atop us, shaking and kneading our leaky tits which sloshed with how stuffed they were with our special lactate.

“We may know you more than you think, even if you are not entirely the same.” Svartr spoke this time on her own before Daring or I could stop her from killing the mood. Svartr shut the fuck up and lets just fuck each other silly! Or do you want us forcing you onto an armor rack?!

“I thought I told you to stop talking all deep!” Urta snarled before she latched onto our right nipple and suckled. “Oh~ so creamy, rich, and tangy.” She groaned before thrusting her massive dick back into our aching pussy. “Hm~ give mama all the milk she wants~!” She growled, sucking even more intently. “This is high-quality stuff you’ve got in these epic tits.” Urta praised us, shaking our sloshing breasts which were filling with more and more of our unique blend of alcoholic goddess-milk, love nectar, and ectoplasm goo.

“Wow this is cool. I thought I had a drinking problem.” Daring giggled, pulling the spare breast up to our mouth and We self-sucked, getting a taste of our incredibly delicious lactate. Holy crap! Our breasts are making an alcoholic milk that almost tastes like vanilla bourbon shake~! We groaned while Urta more gently fucked us as we drank from our bosom. Was the room always this wobbly?

“Whoa...good shit~...” Urta slurred, letting go of our breasts and swaying as she thrust into us. “Mm...what else was in that? This is kinda trippy.” Urta mumbled as we grinded into each other lazily, tongues lolling out.

“Maybe it was my ghost goo in the mix?” Svartr wondered.

“Or my love nectar?” Daring pondered.

“My milk is based on my Goddess’ milk and a local dead Goddess’s milk.” I mused.

“Holy fuck a cocktail~!” Urta cheered and thrust hard into us with a grunt. The spasming of her dick made our triple-cunt suddenly clench and we all groaned as Urta finally began pumping her backed-up balls into us, quickly filling our belly to term, then more, but We were far too out of it to really care beyond enjoying the afterglow as Urta flopped onto our sloshing belly and tits. “Mm...good lay. Time for cuddles.” At her words, We made sure to absorb her cum since she didn’t seem ready for a serious relationship yet. “Whoa~! Where’d it go?” Urta slurred in bemusement as she was suddenly pressing more against our cock than our belly.

“We absorbed it. We didn’t think you’d want cubs so soon.” We huffed as we nuzzled her and grabbed her ass. “You gonna get out of us and let us return the favor?”

“Naw. No way you’d avoid getting me pregnant, even with my herbs. Let’s just snuggle.” Urta mumbled into our still sloshing tits. “Heh...magic goo lady…*snore*.” The moment Urta fell asleep We chuckled quietly and retracted our male organs so they weren’t getting squished and pulled the drunken fox against us. Already Midir was just a faint concern as We dozed off.