Corruption of Souls

Ch.42

“Discord!” We roared with a crowd of 78 draconequus infants floating behind us as We waddled our pregnant fat ass towards Fluttershy’s cottage. “Get your mismatched ass out here!”

“Hello? Who are you? What do you…?” Meekly questioned a yellow mare who exited the cottage in a green turtleneck sweater and jeans that did nothing to hide her thicc hourglass body. She had such a meek and worried expression until she saw the parade of draconequus babies following us. “Discord!” She roared and marched inside before dragging a worried draconequus in front of me by the ear. “What? Did? You? Do?” She snarled with incredible fury.

“I just wanted her to birth a kid for us so you didn’t have to wait through three years of pregnancy!” Discord whined when she gave him a scary Stare that struck fear into all who saw it, including us and our newborns who backed away. “I didn’t think I put that many into her.”

“We had three.” We growled before grabbing his head by his antler. “But then Harmony got into play and they were forced to rape us!” We snarled into his face and the mare gasped in shock.

“...Oh. Oh dear! I utterly forgot you’ve been popping out alicorn foals like crazy! That would explain why I’ve had such a powerful urge to actually Father a child rather than just dump my urges into a volcano!” Discord bemoaned as he backed away and the mare who was obviously Fluttershy blushed brightly as she put her hands on her lower stomach, fiddling with the hem of her green sweater.

“A-actually...Discord? Um…” Fluttershy nervously leaned up to his ear and whispered something as her tail swished.

“You sexed me in my sleep?!” Discord squealed in shock and a clear amount of arousal, making Fluttershy squeak and shrink back. “Th-that would explain why you haven’t been incredibly horny lately...but Shy, you’ll have to carry however many you have for Three Years!”

“Fluttershy, Can We beat up your mate?” We asked the mare while cracking our knuckles.

“Um...I’d rather you not? I mean, he did a very bad thing, but…” Fluttershy looked behind us. “What would the children think?”

“Kick him in the nads!” “Pull on his horns!” “Bits on Momma kicking his ass!” We smiled at the cheers and jeers of our children. We think We may actually grow to love them all at this rate, especially since they were surprisingly intelligent. They may even help with the other children.

“N-now, now! No need for violence!” Discord nervously insisted with a tug on his collar as he swallowed worriedly. “I’m certain that we can come to an arrangement. What would you like from me?”

“We would like you to ask the next time you want to make babies!” We ground our teeth at him so blatantly violating the most basic of sexual interactions by just impregnating us with a kiss. Which was hot and incredible but still skipped all the best parts! “Also, you will help raise all of these budding scions of Chaos! We can barely perform basic unicorn magic and can only open portals to coordinate keystones We’ve memorized! These hellions are beyond us!”

“...Is that all? Whew! I thought you were going to demand my balls on a silver platter. No problem! I’ll gladly be their Uncle Discord!” Discord was suddenly wearing a black business suit with a fez on his head.

“Technically, you’re their grandpa.” Hermais pointed to the rest of the infant draconequus, his brother Dongoruas and their sister Eris all nodded as well. In response, Discord was suddenly wearing a blue propeller hat, lederhosen, and a red fanny pack over his crotch.

“Then I’ll be Uncle Grandpa Discord! You three make me so proud! Knocking up your genetically neutral mother so well~!” Discord wiped a fake tear away as his fanny pack opened itself up, grew arms and pulled out a hanky for him to blow his nose on.

“...Did you just reference two different Grunkles from cartoons from Willow’s world?” We asked blandly before sighing and looking at Fluttershy. Only at the start of her pregnancy and she looked like a MILF already. A beautiful, very thicc young mare with an hourglass figure which was impressive considering her watermelon-sized breasts stretched out that green sweater. No wonder Discord is attracted to her besides her Kind personality. “Well Fluttershy, you’re pregnant for the next three years unless you want us to speed that along for you?”

“No. I want to go the whole way. Even more now that my mate is in the dog house and won’t be getting my affection for the next three years.” Fluttershy said with the Kindest of smiles and displayed only innocence. That face, no one should ever make it cry. “Or, at least, the next three weeks.” She fluttered her eyes and bit her lip. “Or...three hours? Minutes?” Well, that didn’t last long.

“Oh Shy, I love you too.” Discord leaned down and they kissed, their hands rubbing Fluttershy's flat tummy through her sweater and we cooed as We felt our near-infinite love nectar capacity get a surge, proving they were beyond genuine.

“Years. It should be years in our opinion.” We chuckled as We rubbed our belly. “We’ve got enough on our plates as it is.” Then We sighed and turned away as Discord picked Fluttershy up in his arms, carrying her inside as she wrapped her legs around his hips, already grinding her jean-clad groin into him. “Well little ones, portal us home. Then you three get to figure out what you’re all going to be doing.” We declared to Hermais, Dongoruas and Eris.

“Yes Mama~!” They all sang together before they moved into a circle in the air. A portal appeared between them which they lowered down on us, putting us back in our home head first until the portal closed under our hooves, leaving us standing just fine near the dining table.

“Wiatr! How did it go with Discord?” Spike asked from the kitchen where he was cooking a breakfast spread of pancakes, waffles, sausage, eggs in various styles, did We mention pancakes? Pancakes~! How did he guess We were craving them?!

“Yummy~!” We cheered as We waddled over to him eagerly, making him chuckle as he held out a plate of them stacked high with basted eggs sandwiched between each glorious fluffy hotcake, ready to burst with flavor in our mouth~. Oh~ pancake sandwiches~.

“Don’t forget the milk.” Spike reminded us as he nodded over towards the back wall. We blinked before looking where he hinted and winced at seeing Sabrina and Cocoa still giant 10-foot wombs with heads and boobs. Said breasts were still being milked even though they were asleep.

“Right...after a pancake sandwich!” We rebounded before We approached the table and were about to dig in when Spike put down two others. “Uh...are Ember and Smolder here?” They’ve been even busier with all the new legislation they’ve had to instate. Before, the dragons essentially had a simple ‘do what the Dragon Lord says’ system that was very inefficient and word-of-mouth. Half of Spike’s work has been acting as a liaison with Ember and teaching her how to do what he learned as Twilight’s assistant and secretary.

“Wiatr, split up. You can’t all be in one place.” Spike huffed as he took off his too-small apron and We wilted at our studly husbando staying all business. We’ve had a few fun times together in the past year, but aside from spending time together with the kids, we haven’t done much.

“...Oh.” We don’t want to split up. We haven’t felt this...stable? Stable, since We split up so We could both perform our duties and get married to Shining, Cadence, and Chrysalis. We rubbed our broad belly and sighed wistfully. We just want to lay around, eat ice cream and maybe masturbate. But...duty calls.

I suddenly found myself alone again, cradling my womb on my lap and I sniffled as all the raging hormones that were being held at bay came right back and I began crying over my delicious pancake sandwich. “I’m such a fat disgusting mess~!”

“Oh, come on.” Daring whined with a rub of her temples as she sat to my left at her own plate while Svartr grunted as she sat to my right. They were already digging in and dressed in blouses and jeans already. These magic duds are so reliable. “Willow, you’ve gotta keep it together. You’ve done so well until last night. I can’t get preggers with you like this.”

“I can’t knock up volunteers with you like this.” Svartr huffed in annoyance. “Shut up and eat already babe, stop stressing.”

“Shut the fuck up and get this delicious food into us!”

“You’re so mean~!” I whined as I rubbed an eye and shoveled a forkful of moist, fluffy, eggy, orgasmic pancake sandwich into my mouth. I moaned, instantly forgetting all of my troubles as I began scarfing down Spike’s tribute to my fecundity, dripping egg yolk onto my green maternity dress which magically whisked the filth away. “These are heaven!”

“I knew that would cheer you up.” Spike chuckled as he leaned down and kissed my brow. “You girls have fun today. Urta and Honey are still asleep in their room, Visilia left already and those two are in need of some attention.” Spike gestured towards Sabrina and Cocoa at the last bit.

“Got it babe.” Daring nodded then leaned her head up to kiss Spike as he leaned down and he repeated this with Svartr before he left for his job overseeing the breeding programs and corresponding with Ember as I continued stuffing my face and feeding my hungry foals. “Well, I can’t eat all of this. I’m not the one with the ‘normal’ pregnancy.” Daring shoved her plate towards me which I hummed thankfully about, especially when Svartr did the same. “Relax babe.” Daring leaned down and kissed my brow, Svartr doing the same before they left.

I have such good other halves~! I practically pounced on the protein-packed pancakes offered to me. After scarfing them all down I leaned back and moaned happily, rubbing my gravid dome with a belch. “Spike is a domestic god~.” I groaned contentedly before standing up and waddling over to my hyperpregnant mates. “Wakey, wakey~! Waffles and pancakes~!” I sing-songed as I levitated several plates and silverware along towards the now formerly sleeping baby balls.

“Oh~ that sounds good, but my nipples are so sore~.” Sabrina whimpered, which Cocoa whined and nodded in agreement with. It was only now that I noticed Urta and Honey were gone. Where are those two? I figured they’d have stayed with their baby-mamas. Maybe they too have jobs I’m unaware of? Honey definitely has her hive to tend to, but what does Urta do besides liaise between us and Tel’Adre? Oh well, this just means I have to pick up the slack!

“Oh poor babies~! Mama Willow will make it all better~!” I beamed brightly and rubbed my green maternity sundress-covered belly as I used my magic to turn off the pumps in the hose. I then tugged them off with a *POP* and cooed at how utterly huge their areola and nipples have become from being milked all night long. Then again it looked painful. “Hold on.” I pulled my dress up over my breasts and into my cleavage since it takes a tent to cover all this thicc goodness. I shook my boobs to help modify the milk within before I sprayed milk on their inflamed nipples, which began shrinking down to normal for their size immediately. “There!”

“Thank you-mmph?” Cocoa was silenced by tasty pancakes being fork-fed into her mouth by my magic. She hummed happily as I fed her and Sabrina. I cooed as I rubbed my belly on them, kissed their nipples and drank as I fed them. Thankfully Urta and Honey put them in adjacent pools with Cocoa in the center pool so I didn’t have to waddle too far between them. Soon they finished eating all I had to give without protest. “Thank you Willow. Cocoa is satisfied.”

“I’m still hungry actually. I think because Cocoa’s eggs are more passive than my kittens.” Sabrina hummed in consideration. “Well, that’s why I’m doing this; to find out how it will work.” Sabrina looked over at Cocoa, specifically her rack. “Hey...Willow? Can you, um, get rid of my extra breasts and make my original breasts bigger?” The way Sabrina blushed was adorable.

“So you want more?” I asked her as I used some of what Cadence taught me to twirl the fork around. Cady wasn’t much of a mage, being born a pegasus and all, but she was a patient tutor.

“Yes. Both on food and more cleavage. I’m sick of having four breasts. Having one set rest on the other chafes and then there’s the space issues, the back pain.” Sabrina grumbled with a pout.

“Cocoa’s back hurts plenty with just two! Cocoa never wants tiny boobs again, but without strong back, good luck getting around.” Cocoa countered with a huff and a smug proud look at her gigantic bosom.

“I could buy items to help you two out.” I offered them as I nuzzled their rock-hard sides, fighting the urge to find their navels and belly-bump us into ecstasy.

“Could Willow please? Oh, speed up Cocoa’s delivery once Honey wakes up and makes nest for eggs.” Cocoa requested and informed me where Honey went at the same time. So that’s the changeling queen down for sleeping in her bedroom. I’ll have to punish her later~.

“I will lover~.” I purred and kissed her by leaning over her body that was only halfway out of the pool, having to use my wings and magic to levitate just slightly against her body as my hands pressed her giant hyper-breasts to either side so I didn’t end up in her Inventory. “This month is about you and the children.” I told them as I spotted my little Chaos Noodles scurrying about, being herded with varying degrees of success by their elder siblings/parents.

“Oh? Will we finally get to be pampered?” Sabrina purred before I waddled to her side and leaned against her to kiss her too.

“You know I mean all of my mates.” I huffed and nuzzled them both. “I’ve been pampered by and have pampered my wives and Husband for a long ten months. To the point I’ve neglected to stay home. I need to spend more time with my other mates.” And maybe go through with Cady’s ambitious and naughty plans~.

“That’s great.” Someone said behind me and I squeaked when a throbbing hot log hottdogged my big bubble booty and two gray hands groped the sides of my chest-basketballs through my dress. “That means I get to finally have some fun with you again.” Urta cooed into my neck as Honey rounded me with her hands running over my belly and kissing me passionately, causing me to moan into her mouth and pant through my nose as I ground back against Urta’s cock. Before I fell into a lustful sexual haze, I managed to gently push them away.

“N-not like that though. I can’t get too agitated. It’s bad enough Discord and my chaos babies used their magic on me.” I gestured towards my...suddenly empty home. “Right...Chaos. I hope they aren’t ruining lives right now.”

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“The horror! The horror~!” Screamed a hysterical herm Caribou doe as the legion of chaos terrors in the sky cackled madly over the Caribou capital of Varial, sending it into a panicked frenzy as it rained chocolate chip hail, the ground and buildings turned into candy, entire armories of weapons turned into foam props and squirt guns and the slaves were suddenly revolting over asparagus of all things while the newborn scions of Chaos laughed.

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“Oh, what’s the worst they could do?” Urta huffed in amusement as she pulled away and stuffed her hyper-sized horsedick back into her jeans with ease. I may gripe about the lack of enticing bulges in clothes, but I can appreciate the convenience in the cases of the especially endowed.

“Do not test Chaos.” Honey’s magic wrote in the air while her eyes flicked around the room nervously as she tugged on the hem of her blouse.

“I’m sure they’re making Mama proud.” I chuckled as I reached out and rubbed the sides of my baby ball lovers. “Well, get to making that nest Honey.” I stated before using my magic to levitate Cocoa out of the center pool, which for some reason caused Honey and Urta to gawk in shock. “What’re you waiting for?”

“How can you pick her up so easily? She’s so heavy.” Honey asked as she went to Cocoa’s former pool and began milking her breasts into it as she gorged on the love all around her to fill it with nectar, something I helped with if a bit more messily by gushing the pink magic slime from my nipples like a sprinkler, all while standing upright since I couldn’t bend over.

“Cocoa will have Honey know that Cocoa is mostly eggs and changeling goo right now.” Cocoa defended, looking indignant at being called fat.

“What do you mean? I’ve always been able to pick up anything I try to with magic.” I blinked as I gently set Cocoa down on the floor with her deliciously engorged scaled-up puffy pussy aimed at the pool that was slowly filling with our love nectar and changeling wax that Honey spat into it, the green wax forming a pad on the bottom as it was soaked with the pink nectar. “Twilight looked surprised now that I look back on it. She was gobsmacked when I picked up the one ton weight like it was nothing.”

“That’s not normal.” Urta declared in surprise, which in turn surprised me. It’s normal for me so I don’t have a reference for what is considered by most as normal. Hm, maybe it has something to do with my Magic Soul?

“Huh...well, it’s not like it really matters. I’m not very smart unless I’m fused with Daring and Svartr. Our combat form isn’t as intelligent as us just fused together either. Now that I think about it...technically we’re stronger all fused together and not in combat form right now.” Ouch, irony. I think the only things our combat form is better for is Strength and Dexterity, so for most forms of combat it’s still better.

“Indeed.” Honey wrote as I stopped pouring love nectar. I then shook my tits to alter the contents when I rounded Cocoa’s body and I started feeding my purest milk to Cocoa when I reached her head. She suckled eagerly, but didn’t get any bigger as she advanced her gestation to laying the eggs. I got worried when it seemed Cocoa wasn’t getting any smaller at all, but after laying every egg I guess was in her, her body suddenly gushed all the amniotic fluid and changeling slime in her womb out of her cunt in a violent stream, adding to the slurry bathing the green eggs. Through it all, Cocoa orgasmed so hard I worried her mind was going to break.

Once she shrunk back down with all of her limbs back and her breasts had gushed milk until they were basketballs rather than yoga balls, she was passed out blissfully on the floor, twitching in the aftershocks in a magically vanishing puddle of milk and other fluids. “Oh Goddess~! I suddenly want to give birth and experience that!” Sabrina panted and moaned as she feebly rocked herself in her pool, rubbing her cunny at the bottom of it.

“Didn’t you want to wait?” I asked her with a chuckle as I nuzzled my chocolate lab diamond dog who weakly groaned and gave my cheek tired yet happy doggy kisses.

“Unf! Y-yes. I’ll resist the urge to ask you to send me into a pleasure-drunk state. Now, what was that about items for us? One to get rid of my extra breasts, make my original ones bigger and help Cocoa with her back pain?” Sabrina questioned curiously as her nipples dribbled milk.

“I will, just let me get the potions.” I purred to her and gave her another kiss before I used my magic to levitate Cocoa’s groggy form as I waddled to her room, quietly entering so I didn’t upset the 15 pups in the private nursery attached to her room. “Sleep well.” I whispered and smooched Cocoa’s brow before I waddled back out into the main chamber while straightening out my dress. “I’ll be back!” I called out to everyone before I waddled out and headed for the Handmaid's store down the line.

I waved cheerfully at people who greeted me on the ‘street’, which was just a yellow-painted path around the rim of the box-shaped canyon. I also enjoyed plenty of belly-rubs. Once there I entered, eyeing the random goods the mysterious cloth-masked old woman had laying about the shop. “Hm, Dearie what can I do for you?” She asked me, still concealed in her red robes and dark hood in her comfortable chair behind the low counter of her shop.

“Do you have any Reducto? A lot of it?” I asked as I tried not to focus on the toys she had on display on her back wall. I shouldn’t even be looking at those, I have more than enough ways to get off with all the people in my romantic unit.

“Of course dear. I’ve learned over the long ages how to make something once I’ve gotten my hands on it and converted it to souls. How much do you need?” The way she just waved her hands and created something like the jar of the size-reducing cream now on her countertop always mystified me. I hope she’s willing to teach, if not me, then other merchants.

“Enough to completely remove lactating boobs the size of beach balls.” I emphasised the size of said glorious tits by holding my hands apart at about the right size they were around.

“Goodness, that is a lot of area to cover, but Reducto is quite potent. Three whole jars of the cream should be enough. Is that all?” She asked while creating two more jars from soul energy.

“I also need Gro+ or Purified Succubus Milk, enough to make boobs the size of beach balls into the size of yoga balls. I would also like to get a ton of Vitality Tincture.” At my request she generated three syringes of the incredible size-increasing serum, five bottles of milk and then started writing something. “Hm, which would be more expensive, the Gro+ or the PSM?”

“The Gro+ of course. It doesn’t just affect breasts like the milk does. As for the ‘ton’ of Vitality Tincture, could you be more exact?” She questioned, tapping at the paper with a hum of consideration.

“I’ll get the milk then. As for the Tincture, enough so that two ladies with tits like these and no magically or soul-augmented strength won’t suffer back pain.” I hefted my own milky tits up for reference of the end size I figured Sabrina would be at when shrunken down like how Cocoa’s boobs went from pumpkin-sized to basketball sized after this misadventure of hers. It seems that as a rule for this world, each pregnancy makes your boobs permanently bigger unless you have cheating cheat powers like I and my other halves do. “Actually...sell me double that.” If it works as a permanent augment for our combat form, we may be able to cheese 99 Str, End, Vig, and Vit if we chug enough of the stuff while in combat form. We would be Stronk!

“Oh dear...that is an impressive idea you’ve come up with. Do remember we’re all puny next to you if it works.” The old woman wheezed in amusement, clearly realizing what I was thinking. “Now, this will come to a staggering 9500 souls!” She cackled humorously and I had to giggle at how cheap that really was. “It doesn’t take much energy to craft such simple objects, so I can’t charge you more than twice the cost of making them.”

“Alright, deal.” I clasped her hand and felt soul energy flee me for the first time in a long while. Once we finished with the exchange she then handed over the 5 bottles of milk and 3 jars of cream. Then she began rapidly making tiny vials of brown-red liquid. By the time she finished there were about 40 of them on the counter which I then scooped up in my magic and shoved into my cleavage. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Thank you for your custom.” The handmaid cackled as I turned and left her shop. Once outside, I turned right straight back towards home, but on the way Harmonia exited the door of Andre’s shop looking quite pleased and with a bit of a stagger to her step. She was even still wearing the same night shirt, but had on a short skirt now.

“Just finish up with Andre?” I giggled, knowing that well-sexed glow she had as well as that well-fucked staggering gait she wasn’t bothering to hide.

“You have. No. Idea. He makes your fox mate look small with how thick he is.” Harmonia groaned as she rubbed at her lower stomach. “He’s definitely knocked me up again. I’ll carry them the full 8 months this time though. You’ve made it look fun and fulfilling.”

“Don’t I know it? The hormones are a bitch, but besides that being pregnant is amazing.” I sighed as I rubbed and patted the sides of my belly. “Well, good day to you Harmonia.”

“Good day.” Harmonia leaned down and kissed the top of my belly, making me giggle before we parted towards our respective homes. However, I was intercepted by a royal guard pegasus.

“Princess. I have news about the current situation of Unity’s infrastructure.” He held out a scroll as I winced at the title. You can’t marry a Princess and Prince without becoming royalty after all, plus me being a goddess now didn’t help this situation. It was mildly annoying though, that the appointed mayor of Unity felt the need to keep me updated when I told him he didn’t need to bother writing reports to me. Rather they should go to Celestia, Luna and Twilight, but no~ I have to be the first to hear any developments because this was my town after all.

“Yes. It is.”

Why do I suddenly feel proud?

“Thank you good sir. Go about your duties.” I took the scroll in my magic and hummed as I read it over, waddling onwards towards home. “The pump system moving river water to the plateau for convenient access is working fine. The windmill is having trouble keeping production up with the Everfree’s more random weather patterns, hm. Maybe it would be better to turn it into a watermill with that artificial river up there now. The bridge is finished, good. The road to Ponyville still isn’t though...ugh. We’ll have to ward the path first-oof!” I grunted, my belly bumping into someone and sending them sprawling. “Oh, sorry!”

As I levitated the scroll aside I blinked when I saw the dirty male mouse in tattered brown traveling clothes that looked almost exactly like the starting outfit for Dark Souls 2. An outfit I admit to having way too much fondness for because I just really loved how it looked.

Oh, right! I just knocked a guy on his ass with my belly! He rubbed his butt and groaned from his spot on the ground. “No problem. It’s my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He said as he looked up at me, his hood falling back to expose his white-furred face. Upon actually seeing me his eyes widened in surprise. “Princess! I’ve been traveling here just to see you!”

“Oh? Um...well, I don’t have a court or anything so uh...just follow me I guess?” I hummed curiously, looking at the ragged traveler who was a species I’ve yet to see as I waddled towards home, not being interrupted this time. “Come on in, take a seat. I have some personal business to attend to first.”

“You’re so generous. Thank you.” He gushed excitedly, even bowing a couple of times quickly which made me feel awkward. It was bad enough that locals and those in-the-know of Tel’Adre did the same, but for a completely unknown traveler to just bow to me? I felt uncomfortable with it. Still, that didn’t matter so long as he behaved.