Corruption of Souls

Ch.50

Gasping, We woke up in a steaming hot sweat on the cold floor of the still-super-creepy altar room. Krimzon and a few other Night Sentinels were watching over us. “Are you alright?” He asked as he helped us up. “You were spasming for a few minutes after you touched the stone. That was much more violent than I was expecting.”

“We’re not fine, but We’re also not hurt.” We huffed in disbelief. It’s only been a few minutes? It felt like years had passed. Eugh~ but why does our soul-tummy ache so much if it’s only been a few minutes? It’s affecting our body too, our bosom feels hot, as if our milk is boiling. Our body is even radiating oppressive heat like when Willow subconsciously pulled on her jungle siren abilities when trying to seduce Daring in that church cell.

“Oh? That was before you absorbed me. Damn, you were hot back then too.”

“We understand, but you should go see your children, they were crying for you and their fathers.” Krimson told us as he stepped a respectful distance away from us and our baking-level heat. “Perhaps a cold bath first.”

We huffed and tried to suppress the heat radiating off of us. It was difficult, the burning in our essence from the demonic soul energy was almost painful when We tried. Sighing, We gave up on that. We already know who can take this energy from us. “Are they hurt? Hungry?” We asked briskly, our tone mirroring our speed as We left the room and headed towards Urta.

“They’re just worried about their parents. We’ve tried to calm them down, with little success. We suppose they could feel their parents’ suffering and anger.” Krimzon theorised.

“We see.” We sighed as We approached Urta in her padded pool. Was she wearing a VR headset? “Urta, We’re sorry to touch and run but We need to tend to our children.”

“Huh? Babe? What are you-OH~!” Urta perked when We pressed our searing-hot palm to her taut spherical flesh, which instead of being injured seemed to absolutely and eagerly accept the demonic soul energy that Urta’s body somehow processes. “Oh~ babe~...” Urta panted and gushed a copious amount of her bright glowing seed into her cock milker. “Touch me again…”

“Sorry love, that’s all We’ve got right now.” We sped away at Urta’s disappointed whine and rushed to the nursery which was now separate from Cocoa’s room despite her protests. She deserves some measure of privacy after all.

Inside, the Scinoxes and Cocoa were trying their best to get the pups to stop, but still bore no fruitful results. Once they saw us the children reached out to us and calmed down, the besieged demonesses and Cocoa sighing in relief.

“Mama’s here.” We said in a soothing tone as We approached and picked them up, using our tails as well, even creating more and more tails to hold all of them at once and bounce them. We must be quite the sight, a wall of fluffy iridescent fox tails holding and bouncing babies “We’re fine, see?” They calmed down for the most part, giving little sniffles and hiccups as all of our pups and foals were brought to us so they could snuggle against our body along with our tails. Twelve of them still clearly want to see their daddies.

“Are their daddies up?” We asked them as We cradled our pups. All of these precious children, all ours. Such joy radiated in our soul that We nearly burst into tears of happiness before We restrained ourselves. We never get to spend enough time with our beloved children.

“No.” One of the Scinoxes answered as they all shook their heads. “All we can tell you is that their bodies are undergoing a metamorphosis, their powers are growing and our new Lord, Todd, is watching over their progress.”

“Who is Todd? Why did he show up in our world with those black vines on his sarcophagus?” We asked while We settled the pups down a bit more since our foals and other pups had eagerly snuggled and snoozed. Yes dear hearts, mother is here and she would move Heaven, Earth, and Hell for you.

“We really don’t know. All that we do know is that it follows his command.” She answered.

“So the sarcophagus is a weapon?” That was weird, but then again We wouldn’t put it past the multiverse to have weaponised coffins or sarcophagi. There were already weaponised crucifixes after all. We’re looking at you Nicholas D. Wolfwood.

“No, not the tomb. I think? The black substance itself. It tried to break Todd out of his prison, but it was no use. So it started to travel between dimensions somehow. As for Todd, he wouldn’t say much about himself, so no one bothered to ask him any more questions.” She continued for us.

“How did he end up in the tomb?” We were definitely curious, especially because he is clearly very powerful. Who or what could’ve sealed him away? Shh~ Indie, shoosh~. Fama is here.

“Asmodeus did it. Todd made it to his fortress and was about to do battle with him, but he fell into a trap and was sealed away before he could get the chance.” The demoness hissed.

“Really? He almost fought Satan?” We queried in shock while We comforted our worried pups as they squirmed, ruining some of the progress We’d already made. No Vita, don’t nip Grått’s ear!

“Indeed. He said so himself from what he remembers. He wasn’t happy about it and apologised for all of our misfortunes that Hell wrought upon us. The poor man, he’s worried about our Lords as much as we are.”

“It’s good to know he’s with us.” We sighed before kissing and tickling our pups to make them laugh and smile. Cocoa seemed happy that We were getting to spend some time with our legion of little rugrats and rubbed her lower stomach...um, really Cocoa? W-we have so many...

“Does wife Wiatr want to be alone with pups and foals?” Cocoa asked us gently, her eyes looking at us with such love and tenderness that extended to all the little dynamos of energy around us.

“If you feel comfortable with it.” We told her, considering she’s the one who spends the most time with all of them. Out of all of us, she’s been the one truly worthy of the title Mother. We are so lucky to have her.

“Cocoa wants Wiatr to spend more time with children. Out everyone. Leave them be.” Cocoa began herding everyone out, even pushing Krimzon with her hands on his back.

“But-.”

“Cocoa will bite! Out!” Cocoa barked, the children actually giggling at her literally barking at the demons as she chased them from the nursery. “Hmph! You rest with children now.” Cocoa nodded firmly at us and gently closed the door behind her.

With us now alone with our children, We laid down on the thick bed-like mat in the corner of the nursery meant to be safe for newborns in order to cuddle our babies all at once. We considered snuggling them all to sleep, but they wanted to play. Just as well, it’s midday after all.

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After a while the pups finally calmed down and were tired enough to sleep. While We were putting them in their cribs for safety, Celestia appeared at the door of the nursery, gently knocking on the doorframe. “Wiatr?” She quietly called out to us.

“Hm, yes Tia?” We asked tenderly, feeling all tingly and content from having quality time with our offspring. We looked back at her from facing the cribs, already raising our tails and presenting our thicc fuckable ass even though We were still clothed. We leered hungrily at her, our children ignited the urge to breed within us again, but Celestia’s stern gaze cut our lust down.

Gesturing for us to leave the nursery, she sighed in annoyance once the door was closed. “Dear, as much as I would like to rut you, I’m here to talk. I’m not going to just want sex whenever I’m around. You’re more than a lay to me.” Celestia huffed with a pout. “I know that’s mostly what our encounters before have been like, but as fellow Princesses, we can’t just be fucking around all the time. Literally or metaphorically.”

“Sorry. It's a habit by now with how every time Cadence or Luna are around they tend to want to have fun. That and you don’t come around often.” We sighed and rubbed our ears. “What is it?”

“It’s Luna, she has been taken.” Celestia informed us as she led us over to the dining table and we sat down. “Something from within Ash wants the Dark Soul. For what purpose I don’t know. All I know is that it’s not a good sign.” She sighed, placing her face in her hands. Dammit, Krimzon was right about today! It was going so well after that damn hellish stone too!

“Great.” We sighed while fiddling with our fluffy tails. Oh, we still have dozens of tails. Um, okay, time to absorb all but two back. We’re not a Japanese kami. “We...can’t deal with it as much as We desperately want to. Our pups are upset and We’re worried about our other children too now.”

“I get that, but I didn’t want you to find out about Luna’s plight in a report. You’re too close to us to treat you like a distant functionary or business partner.” Tia’s words made our heart flutter and We fluttered our eyes at her which made her blush. “Ahem, those Knights...do they belong to those Doom Marines?” Celestia questioned in an obvious deflection. We’ll let it go this time, because with her twin sister taken, she is clearly in no place for our usual shenanigans.

“Yes.” We told her and she perked up when she felt our tails gently squeeze her thighs under the table. “They’re here to protect and assist us since We’re so close to their lords.”

“Wiatr, don’t. I’m stressed out and worried about Luna’s safety. I’m in no mood.” Celestia morosely stated and We reluctantly pulled our grabby tails away. “Speaking of which, I have even more bad news. Twilight and the girls, save Fluttershy, are going to Ash as Hunters.”

“What? Why?!” We yelped, trying not to jump to our paws and rush off half-assed.

“It was her idea and their decision.” Tia declared with resignation. “I wish there was another way, but I can’t see one that doesn’t draw upon resources we need elsewhere. This is all we can do.”

“Why her? Why did our Twily have to go?” We may not have spent much time together as mother/daughter, but she was important and precious to us. She was the one who really jump-started Willow’s quest, the one who established Unity even if she passed that honor on to us. Also Daring literally fucking gave birth to her and that’s really fucking important to us!

“Even with all the risks and tradeoffs, she felt the need to save Luna superseded her other duties. If they don’t, the world will plunge into a vicious self-destructive cycle again.” Tia sighed sadly. “I’m not fond of this either, you know. If there was another way to save Luna, I’d take it.” She said as she clutched her hands together.

“Why not Alucard and Seras? They came back with us and Alucard seems to know Luna. Or We could try summoning someone.” We offered up hopefully.

“We don’t even know where he is.” Celestia huffed indignantly. “We never know when that charlatan will show up, drag Luna off on some half-cocked misadventure and return her looking like death warmed over yet somehow beyond satisfied.”

“Great.” We sighed and leaned in to nuzzle her for comfort as We considered where Seras could be. We’ll have to ask our guards and the Sentinels to see if she’s around and could help. It shouldn’t be that hard, Thestrals are rare and Seras is as stacked as We are.

“I don’t suppose your Doom Marine mates can help us?” Tia asked with a nuzzle back.

“We’ll ask when they wake. Something happened that left them bedridden.” We grumbled.

“What happened?” Tia wilted even more, making us feel terrible that yet another possibility of helping her sister wasn’t available.

“We don’t know. We’re waiting for them to wake, but it involves the magic slab in the other room.” We grumbled. That Helix Stone is one hell of a trip down memory lane, We wouldn’t recommend it to anyone.

“What is it? Why is a room of your home now a shrine to it?” Celestia pointed to the door leading to what We’ll probably call the Helix Shrine. The wall around the door and said door were all sharing the same motif as inside.

“It’s something called the Helix Stone, we have no understanding of it.” We shook our head.

“So you saw it?” Tia asked while she levitated one of the plates that was left out back to the kitchen. “Did it do anything?”

“It showed us things. A lot of things.” Things most mortals wouldn’t be able to withstand such horror, but We’re a special kind of fucked-up. We’re far from mortal anyway.

“Be more specific?” Celestia requested with an arched brow.

“Their history. We won’t go into it, not without a lot of alcohol, or a lot of sex.” We groaned and used our tail hands to rub our huge ears as We rested our chin on our normal hands.

“That sounds quite unpleasant.” Celestia put a hand on our thigh in support and We smiled thankfully for the gesture.

“Yes, it was.” Though We’re understating that. “Perhaps some of their troops may want to help.”

“Won’t they be needed here? Or to go home?” Celestia asked with a look towards the ceiling. “As much as I would love to study that, or have my scientists do, I’m far too worried about Luna. Unless it has an answer to saving Luna it’ll have to wait.”

“I wouldn’t know.” I sighed in exasperation. It feels like there’s nothing we can-a gold badge with a red rapier on it fell onto the table in front of us making us both blink.

“Is that a token? Did a Displaced just have their summoning token drop into our laps when it was the most convenient?” Celestia warily questioned as she kept away from the coin.

“You’ll thank me later.” We twitched our ears, trying to pinpoint where that whisper came from. It was familiar...wait. Is this from that snake woman who explained why my newborns Hermais and Dongoruas were compelled to rape me?

“This is a bit too convenient…” We muttered and We picked up the coin-like badge.

“I am the Huntress of the Void. Summon me and I will slay the beasts of your world.” A female voice all but snarled in a bloodthirsty tone. The badge shimmered a deeper red during the whole speech, blood welling up from the blood-red rapier’s tip. Ugh, another edgy edgelord-wait.

“You’re kidding? A badge, a huntress, blood. This can’t be possible! This is too convenient! It reeks of-!” A pink busty pony with extra fluffy fur and a long straight ponytail of darker pink in a victorian style coat and tricorn hat suddenly appeared from the shadows and booped our snoot.

“This is your only warning missy!” She did the ‘I’m watching you’ gesture and then vanished back under the table after melting into shadows.

“Pinkie? Wait, no she’s in Ash! Who was that?” We asked Tia fretfully, our mind having completely derailed from whatever We were thinking about. Wasn’t Pinkie with Twilight in Yharnam? Why did she seem buff and angry with her hair all straightened out?!

“That’s just Pinkemena. She’s one of Twilight’s friends, don’t worry about it. She does that.” Celestia casually waved off the reality-breaking pink pony’s antics. “Just don’t think about what she warned you against and you won’t find yourself in her basement.”

“W-what?!” She’s the thought police?! Willow is unreasonably terrified right now, but at least Daring and Svartr are calm enough to let us settle down. “W-whatever. Hey, We literally need someone to go to Yharnam for us to help our friends, would you kindly lend us aid?”

“...Are you serious?” Echoed a calmer tone of voice from the token before a brain-hurting fissure in reality opened next to the table and out walked an anthro woman fully armored in the Cainhurst Knight set and even had a Reiterpallache and a Chikage on her hip. She even had Evelyn strapped to her thigh! Total vileblood role-player! “You need me to go to another version of Yharnam?”

“Yes.” We said with a nod as Celestia looked around. “It’s the Painted World of Ash.”

“Did you summon her?” Celestia asked in confusion for some reason.

“Don’t worry that she can’t see me. Only unhinged or otherwise special people can see me aside from my summoner. Comes with being an Old One, or a New One considering I was relatively recently ‘reborn’.” The woman informed us casually as she moved a chair under the table. “So, where am I going to reach this painting and what is my overarching goal?”

“Where is the Painted World of Ash, Tia?” We asked and she blinked in bemusement.

“It’s been moved to my personal study since clearly the vault isn’t the safest place for it anymore.” Celestia’s words caused the woman to tilt her head and nod. “Why do you ask?”

“Because the Displaced can’t be seen and I’m trying to help her get started. You’ll be going in to find and rescue Princess Luna, the owner of the Dark Soul. Oh, in this universe Yharnam is the Painted World made from the Pigment of the Dark Soul, so you’re going into the most visceral representation of the Dark Soul as well. There may be differences to your Yharnam.” We warned her and she nodded.

“Got it. I’ve got the location and the task. I’m on my way.” The woman turned to leave but We cleared our throat. “Yes?”

“Your name? We’re Wiatr, Goddess of Fertility, Sex, and Commerce.” We formally introduced ourselves and she whirled around.

“Wait, Aventurine’s little sister?” Sister?! “Well, you definitely look and feel the part.” What’s this about us being her sister?! “Pardon if I keep a distance, I’m trying to keep away from further perversions for Victor’s sake. It’s bad enough my body is still changing and it’s getting harder to resist...urges.”

“S-sister?” We were still shocked and unable to come to grips with the idea that Willow's Goddess considered us kin to the point of being siblings, but she never said any such thing to-Peers. She called us peers. That doesn’t...is time nonlinear between dimensions?

“Ah...shit. You probably haven’t reached that point in your relationship yet. Damn it. Forget I said anything, don’t bring it up to her. Or do. Fuck, causality means, ugh. Whatever! Name’s Sam, I’ll go help bring your princess back.” Sam turned and vanished into another brain-hurting fissure in reality.

“Okay, um. We have another Hunter helping us.” We sighed before looking back to Celestia. “Do you have another topic to get our mind off of how worried we all are?”

“Princess Wiatr!” A Scinox called out to us before she approached, seeming a bit fidgety. “Um, Princess. Are you aware of the unique properties of Urta’s...ejaculate?”

“What? That it shines turquoise, is hot enough to steam yet doesn’t hurt people, tastes really good?” We licked our lips and purred as our eyes drifted over to Urta, who was visibly in some sort of VR simulation that only needed her head to interact with while she was still endlessly milked from both her yoga ball boobs and her massive horsedick.

“How about that it contains enough energy to be fuel for energy weaponry and has suspicious properties akin to Argent?” The robed and concealed demoness declared, causing both us and Celestia to blink at her in surprise. “With your permission, I would like to study Urta and her unusual semen. It could have immense value for bioscience.”

“You’re not planning to weaponize her cum?” I asked in a bit of a surprise.

“I’m a Scinox. I care about healing, not hurting. If someone else wants to do that, they’d better get in line.” The woman declared and We shared a look with Celestia.

“Well, it’s up to Urta and you Wiatr, as her wife. Speaking of research however, I don’t suppose their Knights would mind letting us send some of our scientists over to study the Helix Stone?” Celestia hummed while she looked at the door to the stone. “It may help us learn more about how Hell’s magic and technology work differently from our own, especially with side-along research on Urta’s Argent-like semen.”

“If you wish I’ll bring this up with the rest of the local R&D personnel. We won’t be able to do much ourselves without directives from Princess Visilia or someone else in our chain of command, but we otherwise have free reign while they’re gone. Do I have permission to study Urta?” The woman brought up again and We looked over at our baby ball of a wife.

“Let us ask her first.”