Corruption of Souls

Ch.35

“Wake the fuck up!” We jolted and found ourselves looking in a mirror in confusion. Wait, why are our cock and balls out? Didn’t We put those away last night? Also, our face while still vulpine didn’t have Willow’s signature fennec ears and we only had one tail, without a hand-like poof on it either. “About damn time!” Urta’s voice shouted from our angry visage.

“Huh?!” We dumbly asked before We recognized a feeling of odd fullness while We uncontrollably splashed water on our face. Is she inside all of us?! “U-Urta?!”

“Explain! Now!” Urta demanded furiously, hefting our compressed, but still lactating DD-cup breasts. Oh fuck, We feel so good like this~! When? How?

“Uh, crap, um just let me turn.” I said before I became like rubber around Urta instead of slime, like I was with Daring, who must’ve become slime too if We just pulled Urta right into us without using any holes. “Daring, are you okay? I think I turned you into goo...sorry.” The way our face rapidly changed expression and voice obviously unsettled Urta if her shock meant much.

“What? It’s too early.” Our face became drowsy as Daring fully woke up and rubbed our eyes. “Why are our ears smaller?” Daring asked, groping our tits and biting her lip. “Where are my wings?” Oh, yes, getting so turned on by this! Keep groping!

“Shut up~! I’m trying to sleep.” Svartr whined when she too fully gained awareness and stumbled us backwards, dumping us into the stone tub, which didn't hurt at all, but it was fairly jarring. “Oh~, what did we drink last night? So horny, cock now.” Svartr groaned, before shoving her tendrils in our pussies! Urta moaned as Svartr started having her fun, our balls gurgling.

“Some pretty damn good liquor.” Urta mused and managed to slap Svartr’s tendrils with a sigh before she turned towards the taps, turning on the hot water. “Oh well, dissolved by a slime isn’t too bad a way to go I guess.”

“We won’t dissolve you!” I whined while I tried to figure out how to free her. How did we put her in?! Can Daring and I still separate?! During my musing, Urta grabbed the soap and started with our paws, further proof I’d dissolved Daring into a slime/changeling/pegasus. “You’re wearing us like a suit right now.” Hey, wait, that constant aching burn I’ve felt with each Hell Demon slaughtered in the desert when we found Bree is gone!

“I am?” Urta replied in surprise and she inspected our shared body by grabbing our shared cock. “I can feel that just fine. I doubt you’re a suit, but if you are then you wouldn’t mind living with me for the rest of my life if I can’t get you off. Hope you like boring guard duty.” The fox shuddered as she jerked. “Hm? Why do I feel so hot? Like, sexy hot.” She moaned as her cock pulsed turquoise with that familiar heat. Shit. Urta took the hell demon souls! I hope she’s okay...

“We have a quest to end Corruption! We can’t be on guard duty.” I whined when We began to feel the throbbing heat centered in her amazing meat and balls, quickly bringing on a surprise incoming orgasm! “Holy fuck~ it’s like our arousal is a fucking furnace~!” Gonna cum! Gonna cum!

“By Gwynevere this is pleasurable, but this isn’t natural!” Svartr wailed and unwrapped from around us, revealing a golden shiny sheen underneath as the wolf/slime reformed, now a reasonable 6-feet tall like Urta and the rest of us right now with a similar figure and genitals. She blinked as she looked at us and looked down at herself. “...Huh...neat.”

Urta’s balls clenched as her building supernatural orgasm surged up her massive dick and sprayed Svartr in glowing turquoise seed. “Holy shit~! What is happening~?!” Urta wailed and jerked off, hosing Svartr in the steaming hot luminescent cum, our usually-lupine partner groaned and rubbed it into her membrane, even eating some of it.

“Oh~ this feels good~! Why does it feel good?!” Svartr panted and pressed against us as Urta still fountained the shining semen all over her and now us as Urta humped our docked DD cup breasts.

“I don’t know, but I love it~!” Urta panted and shuddered until her incredible bukkake shower slowed down and the heat subsided. “Ugh...that was amazing...how did I do that?” Urta wiped some of the supernatural seed off of our shiny docked breasts and took a lick. “It tastes delicious, like...I don’t know, but I feel energized just from a taste despite how exhausted such a cumshot would’ve normally left me.”

“Whatever it is, it was caused by you absorbing the soul energy of Hell Demons I had in me.” I answered, just as tired as Urta should actually be from that incredible shower she just gave us. Thankfully the water was already running and We’d be getting clean soon enough. “Now then, Daring, get off of us.”

“Wait. We’re all dirty, let’s get clean even if the tub isn’t meant for two.” Urta declared as she began lapping up the cum all over the oddly unresponsive and clearly-in-ecstasy Svartr. “Mm, so good…” Urta turned off the water once it nearly filled the tub and licked up the shining semen until enough of it was gone and Svartr seemed to come to her senses. Then she and Urta used a cloth to wipe each other down and Svartr got out of the tub to sit on the floor. “Okay, the next one can get off now that you’re clean.”

“I’m...not exactly sure how to do this. I mean, I wasn’t a slime yesterday...before we had drunken sex that is.” Daring pulled on our nose and began peeling off of me like a rubber suit, her hollow head pulling off at the mouth like a costume. “Help work me off, I don’t exactly know how to change on purpose.”

“Here.” I said with a sigh and gave her a mental rundown on what Svartr does. I couldn’t exactly do it that way, but it did help Daring turn into a swimsuit. Once Urta shucked off the golden sling bikini, green fire overtook it and soon a golden copy of Urta was sitting next to Svartr, looking between us and examining herself.

“Uh...why am I still a fox? I like it, but I want my wings back.” Daring hefted the massive golden horsecock and bit her lip.

“In a minute. Last one, off. I have to get ready for the day, I work for a living.” Urta playfully demanded of me as she poked our rainbow-hued boobs. “Unless you want me to wear you all day.”

“Okay, let’s hope I can do something similar and you don’t end up in my womb somehow.” I grunted and tried to slide around Urta so she ended up outside of me. I couldn’t exactly turn into anything, even if I had limited shapeshifting. I don’t have the habit of being inanimate objects or having changeling magic to help me like the other two. I ended up having to help Urta climb out of my mouth like the suit Daring initially tried to be. “Oof! That was weird.”

“Shut up and let me bathe in peace.” Urta demanded sternly but with less heat than when we woke up when she pointed towards my fellow clones of her next to the bath. I joined them in concern and looked between all of us. We are a quartet of sexy vixens who were obviously exactly the same aside from our colors and my collar.

Okay, as much as I like that the collar didn’t go missing, how the fuck did it just stay on when the other two came off, then came with me when I got off of Urta? My befuddlement over my magic ID collar aside, after several awkward minutes of just sitting next to my mates, Urta sighed. “Okay. So you’re sapient slime suits? Like Valeria?”

“I’m a demigod, a champion of my Goddess Aventurine. Svartr is a formerly haunted armor turned ghost goo and Daring is a changeling...pegasus...slime.” I explained poorly. We were such a trio of ooey gooey nonsense, weren’t we?

“Aventurine...oh! You mean the Great Serpents!” Urta’s words confused me. “Avarice? Don’t you know your Goddess’ mythos?” Urta huffed in annoyance as she scrubbed her fur with the bar of soap that lathered up quite profusely. Oo~ they have shampoo bars? Oh, right, not important.

“She kinda just, offered the position and I accepted?” I meekly answered, ashamed of my ignorance of my Goddess’ mythos. The next time I see her I’ll ask for a book or something.

“Well, that sounds like them. I’ll teach you a bit. The Great Serpents of Avarice were first known as Avarice and Crescent, the former the greater, the latter the lesser. They are simply part of the greater whole of what we’ve recently learned is Aventurine. You might know Avarice as Ava, and Crescent as Lumi.” Urta lectured as she soaped up her boobs.

“I think so. I never met Lumi and the only other voices I knew from our coupling was Lyra and Sharp. It was brief moments in the throes of sex and changes, which resulted in me becoming the Mother of Slimes.” I said with a blush. “At least the ones in the center of Equestria.”

“We’ve only recently learned of Lyra and Sharp is considered the Serpent of Suffering. We’ve ordered the goddess into a whole pantheon. Avarice/Ava of Trade/Fertility, Crescent of Compassion, Sharp of Suffering, and Lyra of Love. Obviously they together form Aventurine, the Great Serpent of Sex, Procreation, and Commerce.” Urta sighed. “Very confusing. Maybe summoning her will help straighten it all out.” Wow. My Goddess is seriously messed-up.

“I like this cock.” Svartr mused, clearly not paying attention as she rubbed the copy cock on herself and Daring groaned at the interruption of her notes she’d started taking at some point. “I mean, being a goo is one thing, but this new form seems oddly stable, like my armor form.”

“Can you not focus on that right now Svartr? We’re finding out more about the Goddess that gave Willow these strong yet kinky powers.” Daring complained, but then looked over her shoulder where her fluffy tail was. “Well...I do miss my wings…”

“Girls, please.” I sighed and rubbed my temples. Wait, I’m getting a headache? Undead don’t get headaches! “What is up with my body? It’s almost like I’m not Cursed.” I stood up and looked in the mirror, opening my mouth and moving my tongue. My Darksign was still there, so what the hell is going-.

“In here!” Came a male voice from the door into the rented room. A trio of burly white-robed males, one a bunny, another a horse, the last a wolf, burst into the bathroom. They gasped as the bunny aimed a crystal ball at me. It had a symbol suspiciously shaped like a woman’s reproductive system and shined a near-blinding pink. “Seize her!” Ordered the bunny with excitement.

“W-what-eep!” The other two grabbed me under my arms and they quickly began nearly jogging me out of the bathroom and the bedroom. “Let me go! Help~!” I called out and struggled, but for some reason my strength isn't responding! “Mmph!” They suddenly put a muzzle with blinders on me and cuffed my arms behind my back, my legs too, then had my tail threaded into my leg bindings as they rushed me out.

“What is going on!?” I screamed in my head as they hauled me on their shoulders someplace and I felt my more...reproductive state kick in when my womb formed without me willing it! I was dripping pre down to the ground from my massive cock as love juice slathered my thighs and cantaloupe-sized balls from my pussy.

Oh Goddess~! I feel like I’m going mad! “Mmhmhmhmph~!” I whined, feebly continuing to try and resist. Where were Svartr and Daring?! Why haven’t they stopped this?! Where are Berserker, Hunter and Sabrina for that matter?! Why did we split the party like idiots?!

After what felt like hours, but was maybe minutes, I was almost gracefully placed on something and felt my power be tapped into it. “Is she really a part of a Goddess?” I heard before feeling hands on my breasts and balls. Hey! No! I don’t consent to this! “She looks exactly like Captain Urta aside from her odd rainbow-hued fur. I had theorized she was blessed by at least some form of divinity to have been born a natural hermaphrodite.”

“Hmph!” I raged and wriggled to try to get them off before something at the front of the muzzle opened, but not enough for me to do more than whine and stick my tongue out of.

“Aorta, we are not demons!” One snarled, but I still couldn’t see.

“If she’s related to a fertility goddess, then maybe breeding her will yield Demigods. We wouldn’t have to scavenge artifacts from dead gods to power the tower.” The one that just shoved his cock down my throat explained. I cried, trying to pull away, but some restraint held me fast without touching me somehow. “Her throat is impossibly elastic! Proof she may be what we need.” He pulled out, but before I could do more than cough, the muzzle was sealed again.

Everyone! Where the fuck are you?!

“Aorta! You’re suggesting we breed her like we’re demons and use her pups as fuel?! I will have no part in this madness!” Came a more elderly voice. Yes! I agree! Please don’t turn me into a baby factory only to kill my babies!

“I concur! This is too much! Release her immediately!” Came a third voice, all of them so far have been male.

“We’ve almost used up the last Fragment of Faust on the shield! The Barrier will fall in days!” The first retorted.

“In case you failed to see the reports, the demons in the area have been routed by an unknown force! We have no pressing need to keep the barrier running at full power. We can still power it by more mundane means if not as stable.” Came the elderly voice.

“Cease bickering and have the poor vixen released! She isn’t a demon or a slave despite the collar. Have decency.” The third voice demanded again. Wait, Tel’Adre has slaves?!

“At least feel her.” The first snarled as my legs were spread out and I was levitated into the air. What the fuck!? “Then tell me what we shouldn’t do.” A solid ball was pressed at the area where my balls met the upper area of my pussy, it was incredibly warm.

“Aorta!” The elderly voice protested, until the orb was shoved into my cooch and I squealed as I stretched around it and it’s warmth increased to nearly painfully hot levels. “Oh-oh my! Such a reaction! Is she related to the Serpents?!”

“Th-this changes nothing! Guards! I demand you release the vixen now!” The third voice had clearly had enough, finally asserted his demand. Soon, the orb was removed from my now needy cunt and my bindings were undone, starting with my legs and tail, then arms, then finally the muzzle. I had to blink at the suddenly blinding brightness of the sunlight-filled chamber. The entire roof overhead seemed to be made of glass or some other crystal, which let the morning sun refract directly into the room like it was midday.

“W-where am I?” I whimpered as whatever magic was levitating me set me down gently and I looked around to see three throne-like chairs surrounding me in the triangular chamber. One with an old horse so gray even his fur had turned grey. The next a wolf who had his robes off save for his waist and below. The last was a young-looking bunny that seemed disgruntled.

“It’s not like women just come to us.” The Bunny huffed.

“Oh shut up.” The horse whinnied at the buck. “Sorry about this, my fellow can be-”

“Rapey?” I finished as I shook myself. “Look, I can make a purification pool that would give clean magic healing water at all times and would stop corruption in anyone. It would make the shield vestigial. It’s most of the reason I came to this city.”

At my words they all got bug-eyed and the platform tapping into my power shimmered white. “Y-you can? Why would you do such a kind thing? What do you gain from it?” Asked the old horse curiously. I had to blink at his silly question.

“Uh...the satisfaction of doing the right thing? It’s also my Quest to save the world from Corruption. My party and I just spent the past several days hunting down and killing the demon forts in the desert. I’ve even made purification pools out there to make sure they couldn’t just retake them. I also made a purifying wellspring at the source of water for the farm.” My explanation seemed to nearly give the poor old stallion a heart-attack from how he was clutching his chest and taking deep breaths.

“See! She must be a demigoddess! Even if we don’t need the shield now, I told you my seekers weren’t just seeing things!” The bunny crowed cheerfully, thumping his right paw on the floor excitedly.

“Quiet Aorta.” The wolf spoke up, revealing that he was the one who was calling for my release the moment I was brought here. “Tell me Milady. What would you need to make such a wellspring here?” I felt a little flush at the handsome possibly middle-aged wolf referring to me so politely.

“I just need a big enough source of water, or a large enough pool to make it. I’ve still got enough materials to make it if I have those provided to me.” I informed them before remembering I was totally nude and covered my DD-cups with an arm and vainly tried to cover my still-raging boner. Shit. Even though I’m not aroused at all, my body is in total reproduction mode. It wasn’t until I remembered my tail that I used it to drape my cock in fluffy prismatic coverage. “But, um, I’m kinda compromised right now. I need to get back to my party.” I told them while imagining what would happen after they find out what happened to me.

“Say no more. Seekers, provide the lady a robe and guide her back to where you took her from. Be sure to let them know to head to the well to the north end of the city.” The wolf declared and soon the trio that had abducted me emerged from the somehow unseen corners of the bright room. They tossed a robe onto me and practically carried me back down what was apparently a tall tower. This must be Tel’Adre itself that the city took the name from.

We didn’t get far though. The moment we left the large gates of the tower, we halted before an utterly mercurial Berserker, a visibly angry Hunter, an upset Sabrina, an irritated Urta, as well as the relieved faces of Daring and Svartr, who still looked like recolors of Urta and wore simple brown shirts and skirts.

And they were all pissed.