Corruption of Souls

Ch.43

“I’m back, girls!” I called out as I waddled in, closing the door with my magic behind our guest. I gestured with an arm towards the dining table by the kitchen, which he quickly scurried towards to wait for me. “I have the goods to work the magic we need.”

“That’s great.” Sabrina panted, having been hooked back up to the milkers which were once more sucking and tugging the endless supply of magically generated milk from her tits. “Oh~ soon I won’t have to deal with four of these all the time.”

“It won’t feel as good to get milked then though.” Urta commented from her place leaning/laying against her spherical mate, reading a book. A suspiciously orange covered book. There better not be a Jiraiya in this world somewhere! There’s enough crossovers! Wait...why do I hear boss music?! Murphy I’m sorry~!

“Oh please. I’m over having four nipples. Besides, thanks to Wiatr my people don’t need these extra breasts anymore. I’m just annoyed it took nearly a year for mother and the others to come up with new spells based on how Wiatr works her magic.” Sabrina huffed through her pleasured coos and grunts.

“Well, if you’ll let me turn this off for now.” I commented before turning off the milker and tugging the hoses off of her nipples with my magic when I pulled out a jar of Reducto. “I can get started on that.” I opened the jar and gestured for Urta to come to me. “Come here Urta. Slather this Reducto on her lower set of boobs until either you run out of cream or her spare tits are gone.” I instructed, taking out the other two jars once she’d put down her book and took the one I opened.

“Aw. I’m gonna miss having a boob hammock.” Urta joked, putting the jar down and getting some cream in her hands.

“You’ll have one with more length, less depth later.” Sabrina chuckled, before yelping at the feeling of Urta rubbing the cream into her lower tits. “C-cold!”

“Now, while they’re busy with that…'' I turned and waddled to the dining table before taking a seat with a relieved sigh, lifting my hooves up to finish taking pressure off of my poor ankles. “So. Who are you? Why are you here?”

“I’m Walter, Princess Wiatr. I’ve come from Rona; a humble village in Rodenas to seek your help with cruel spirits and demons infesting our forests.” Walter stated with grave seriousness. “We’ve been able to stay safe with our master alchemists devising clever concoctions to ward them away, but the major cities have fallen, the nearest large town abandoned. I fear my people don’t have long left. It was hope that brought me here, hope that the whispers of your power and generosity were true.”

“Uh...well, they are, I guess. Not right now though.” I mewled, feeling bad for his people and their situation, but I rubbed my belly with a sigh, thrusting it out a bit to emphasize it. “But I’m in no condition to go adventuring right now. I still have about a month left before these little ones are ready.”

“I know, but I also heard you have powerful allies and that Equestria is shoring it’s defenses to push back against the tide of Corruption. I was hoping you might still be able to at least send help? Aid us in evacuating at the very least?” Walter desperately questioned and I mewled, not wanting to turn him away. Surely Lulu or Tia could help?

“I don’t know. Please have some patience, get cleaned up and rest. Help yourself to whatever food you want. I’ll send a message to my fellow Princesses asking for aid.” I promised and with that he collapsed into the table, making me squeak in surprise as he began snoring. “W-whoa, he’s exhausted.”

“Okay, Willow! Sabrina’s down to just two funbags!” Urta hollered and I looked over to see that indeed, Sabrina no longer had her upper, now only, pair of breasts resting on a shelf. They now rested lower and Sabrina seemed relieved already.

“Be right over!” I called back, picking up Walter in my magic and moving him to the couch for now. With him out of the way for the moment I waddled back to my lovers, fishing out the bottles of Purified Succubus Milk. “Okay. Have her drink until her boobs are as big as yoga balls. That’s how big Cocoa was like this and when she gave birth they were about my size.” I hefted my tits as I handed Urta a bottle.

“Okay, coming on up lover.” Urta declared to Sabrina, climbing up between her breasts, disappearing into the cleavage before coming out the other side. “Bottoms up.” She put it to Sabrina’s lips and the sandy blond titty-kitty purred as she chugged. To either side of Urta, Sabrina’s boobs began lurching outwards, growing visibly.

“Mrr~ more!” Sabrina purred as she finished the first bottle and then downed the second and the third. By then her boobs were each the size of yoga balls. “There’s still two more?”

“I guess the handmaid underestimated the potency of the milk?” I questioned and perked up as Urta popped them both open and Sabrina and I squeaked when she began chugging them herself. “U-Urta?” I and Sabrina watched as our already busty fox’s DD-cups bloomed outwards, quickly zooming through the alphabet to H-cups before stopping, straining the buttons of her blouse.

“Ah~! I’ve always wanted bigger tits!” Urta declared, hefting her new chest pumpkins and giving them an excited grope. “It’ll make autofellatio even better too!” Urta declared as she slid down Sabrina’s slope of a body towards me.

“You sure?” I questioned before the fox grabbed my head and kissed me aggressively, docking our boobs and mashing them together, making us both moan into each other’s mouths before we broke apart, but kept pressing our huge tits together. “Okay, you’re definitely sure.” I looked away from my lovers towards Walter. “He needs help, but...I’m not in any condition to do it right now.” I sighed before yelping when Urta slapped my ass.

“What am I? Chopped liver? I’m not some wet-eared pup, send me!” Urta eagerly declared, making Sabrina whine.

“But then who’ll pamper me all day? It’s bad enough you quit your position as the Guard Captain of Tel'Adre to be the city’s official representative here. What will you tell them to let you go off on an adventure?” Sabrina worriedly asked and I had to agree. Urta wasn’t Undead, a Goddess, or some other hard-to-kill sort of entity. I didn’t feel comfortable sending her into danger, no matter how skilled she was in combat.

“Bah, this is basically a retirement position. They mostly go through Unity’s mayor anyway, there is no need for me here.” Urta declared then saluted to me. “Ex-Captain Urta reporting for duty ma’am!”

“...I hate myself for this already. Daring doesn’t want you to go and Svartr wants to go with you, but can’t. Ugh. Urta. I as Princess of the Everfree declare that you are the most suitable to be sent on this mission...considering how busy the Equestrian military is.” I grumbled. Guards were one thing, we needed a soldier for this and Urta was the closest thing available. “I’m going to have you equipped by Andre and dump the Tinctures I was going to use on Sabrina, Cocoa, and I on you instead.” I’ll just buy more for us later girls.

“What’s a Tincture?” Sabrina asked and I fished out a vial of the reddish-brown liquid from my cleavage. “Hm...never heard of it.”

“It heals you, but also improves your health well beyond the minimum. In CoC it was the ultimate combat cheat item. If you were in debug mode you could max out your strength and toughness stats at level 1 the moment you got your hands on it.” They both blandly stared at me and I sighed. “It’s good for you, makes you stronger and tougher.”

“Why didn’t you just say that?” Urta asked as she took the vial and knocked it back. “Huh...tastes like cherries-.” Urta gasped as her muscles visibly bulged. “H-holy Hell!” She unbuttoned her blouse, showing us her abs which were already nice and tight before, but now she had a faint 4-pack. “Give me more of those!”

“Hell yeah.” I whispered, fishing out the vials and watching Urta knock them back, getting more swol by the minute until she looked like a lightweight in the Miss Universe contest with all the right curves added on and none of her muscles were grossly bulging out everywhere, instead seeming compacted. “You’re like a foxy adonis~!” I drooled, watching how she flexed.

“I’m knocking you up next.” Urta suddenly declared with growing confidence as she leaned into me. “The moment those foals are out, you’re letting me knock you up. Or you’re knocking me up.” Urta declared and I panted, kissing her hungrily and whining when we pulled apart. “Not right now obviously. Now let’s get me armored and armed.”

“Okay.” I said, half tempted to be her armor like I knew I could with the knowledge I have from Svartr. Oh, if only I didn't have foals and a loved one beholden to right now. I turned to lead her out but squealed when her powerful arms scooped me up and held me in a bridal carry as she easily carried me. “Oh yes!” I cheered, pulling her into another kiss until she pulled away a bit.

“I’m also getting you and Sabrina an official Tel’Adre wedding.” Urta purred as she nipped my neck gently in the spot she’d marked several months ago, making me shiver.

“I can’t. You have to marry Cadence, Shiny, and Chrysalis too. I’m already late on getting Cocoa’s ring.” I complained. Damn it, royal marriages are so complicated. Since Cadence is the one wearing the pants in our relationship, she has to be the one to approve above everyone. That said, she had already approved of the motherly chocolate labrador, but she hasn’t been able to properly meet and spend time with Urta and Sabrina.

“I have my Mama’s old ring. It has a Fox Jewel in it. She was a bitch to me for being born a herm, but when she and Dad died I got her things in the will. Would that work?” Urta asked as we neared Andre’s shop. I felt lighter than air and so warm knowing everyone was seeing me be carried by my buff mate like I weighed nothing.

“Oh. Um, that would be great, but Cady would need to be the one to approve and make the ring match ours, then give it to you. We can be Mates just fine, but properly marrying in a harem is complicated.” Especially when the harem leader is a complete nymphomaniac like Cadence. I doubt that if Urta joined us she wouldn't be able to avoid filling Cadence up at least once.

“G’day lasses. Welcome. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” Andre interrupted our marital discussion from behind his counter since we’d entered his business with Urta still carrying me. “I’d ask if ye be looking for wedding bands, but I know the Princess is already married.”

“Yup. Makes things harder than they need to be.” Urta sighed and gently set me down on my hooves. “I’m here to get armor and a weapon. I’m going on a quest on behalf of my mate and Princess.” Urta put a hand to her sternum under her breasts with pride.

“Oh? Well you came to the right place. Armor was something the Handmaid did in the old days, but I’ve tried my hand at it and found it no more difficult than forging a good weapon. What kind of protection do you need?” Andre questioned as he placed his magic hammer in his tool belt.

“Something with good protection. I don’t think she will mind the weight.” I told him while squeezing my mate’s new rock-hard bicep. Unf, she’s so yummy~!

“So strong~.”

“I’m already used to platemail, something similar that provides protection, but allows me freedom of movement would be best.” Urta added on. “Also, I need a new halberd or spear. I had to turn mine over to Edryn when I resigned. Symbol of office and all that.” Andre dropped a full set of armor on the counter and then casually grabbed a fairly huge halberd from the wall, smacking it onto the counter next to the armor. “Yeah, that’s about right.”

“5000 souls for the lot.” Andre simply stated and I sighed, grasping his hand and transferring the souls. “Pleasure doing business.” Andre declared, then went back to his forge further behind the counter to keep crafting his masterworks.

“There you go love.” I said to her before I noticed the thuds of huge paws outside, making me smirk at realizing who it was. She’s been gone since the moment she had the chance to vanish, I wonder what stories she has to tell.

“How do I look?” I blinked, surprised at how quickly Urta practically tossed on the armor. It looked a lot like the set she wore as guard captain for Tel’Adre, but less lameller-style platemail and more solid. It still had a skirt with chausses and grieves over the boots. Also the breastplate seemed to emphasise her tits more, considering they were holding up H-cups now rather than covering DD-cups.

“Like a seasoned warrior.” I chuckled as I looked her over. “Don’t get hurt or taken.”

“Can’t promise either, but I’ll damn well do my best. I have too much to return home for now.” Urta firmly responded, putting the visor of her new helmet down and clanking her breastplate with the salute she gave before. “I’m gonna go get that mouse guy and-.”

“Head out.” I said as the ground shook a bit before I hugged her. “Your ride’s here.” I joked as I opened the door and exited to look up at the towering 30-foot tall giantess that was the anthro sphinx Briallia. She was no longer nude, she now wore a ragged brown robe and also had on a traveler’s backpack filled to the gills with random things. Considering it was the size of a van, that was a lot of stuff. “Hey Briallia! I haven’t seen you since you came here from the fort!”

“Hm? Ah! Princess! I’ve heard you’ve been home lately.” The busty sphinx got on her knees so she wasn’t having to bend over to talk to us. “Sorry I vanished back then.”

“It’s been nearly a year! Where have you been?!” I asked curiously while side-hugging Urta, who was gawking up at the enormous anthro lion-woman.

“Well...everywhere! I just got this powerful urge to explore the moment I wasn’t stuck guarding something and I’ve never seen the lands beyond my desert home before. Your people are so kind and helpful too. They seemed confused when I mentioned I didn’t need to eat and I’m not Undead. Sphinxes aren’t naturally born creatures after all. We’re created to protect things. We’d be terrible guardians if we had to do things like sleep and eat or pee or poo.” Briallia exposited.

“That’s messed up. So you’re my ride?” Urta questioned and the Sphinx blinked.

“Huh? Ride? Um, I don’t think you’d survive the attempt…” Briallia blushed, scratching at her groin and showing the outline of her bulbous clit which was just the tip of her cat-cock, making Urta pale.

“Not that kind of ride Briallia! I’m pregnant and can’t go adventuring, but a land called Rodenas needs help. Urta, my beloved mate volunteered. The moment I heard your pawsteps I figured you’d be willing to ferry her and her guide there. Sorry if I jumped the gun.” I mewled, hoping I didn’t offend the enormous lion-woman.

“Rodenas? That place? It’s full of spooky ghosts and Hellspawn. I’m surprised there’s no actual Lust Demons in force there from what little I stayed to see. It’s also hard for me to get through such thick forests. The trees here seem kind enough to have some space, but aside from the roads it’s nearly impossible for me to get through the trees.” Briallia informed us. “I could easily get you into the country, but I’d be restricted to the roads for the most part.”

“I think that would be fine.” I told her, looking to my still whiter-than-usual mate. “Will you be fine?”

“I’ll be good, so long as she doesn’t try to shove a cock the size of a person in me. Let’s go get that mouse guy and get this going.” Urta declared, jogging towards my home and I huffed, starting to waddle after her only to yelp when Briallia’s huge paws gently picked me up and she carried me the rest of the way, setting me down at my door gently.

“Th-thank you. I swear, people forget pregnant women’s ankles get sore and swollen.” I huffed, nodding up at her in thanks before entering my home. Walter was clean, but my kitchen was now a mess. He’d raided it quite thoroughly and Walter was currently cramming jerky from the pantry into his travel pack as Urta grabbed a quick meal. “So...I guess I’ll be seeing you?”

“Yep. Don’t worry though; I’m taking one of the Unity portal beacons with me so I can hop back here in a jiffy for resources, reinforcements, etcetera.” Urta replied before going back to swallowing hot dogs whole. Unf, that is sexy~.

“Good, I’ll have Briallia promise not to shove her cock in you. I think few could take her anyways.” I joked, knowing We were perhaps some of the few uncorrupted people on this world that could possibly sex Briallia. Whatever caused her to become so gigantic like the giantess lust demons...in fact, whatever makes those giants doesn’t seem to care about biological density and conservation of energy, but then again magic doesn't care for no science laws.

“I’m ready! Thank you so much for the help.” Walter gushed at us both, hugging Urta and then hugging me, making me giggle and pat his head.

“I’m just sorry I couldn’t go myself. You two be safe.” I waved them goodbye as they left my home. Soon the heavy pawsteps of Briallia faded away and I sighed forlornly. “Be safe.”

…

“Um...not to ruin the sad mood...I’m leaking again.” Sabrina sheepishly commented, her enormous tits practically trickling milk into the trough leading to the pool with Honey and Cocoa’s eggs, making me snort and start levitating the milker hoses back into place.

“The waiting is always the hardest part.”