Corruption of Souls

Ch.54

The latest couple of whiners left after We’d shut down their ‘demands’ and ‘requests’ that really should be handled by lower offices than ours. Really, petitioning us about too many birds? “Say hello to what We have to deal with on a daily basis lately. Idiots like them just make this job so unappealing.”

“They can bitch and piss all they want, it’s not our problem. Even if they were to pin the blame on us for these issues somehow, that’ll be their downfall.” Visilia said with a huff.

“That’s what We mean.” We chuckled, beckoning her closer with a languid finger wave in the hopes of alleviating the stress and boredom.

“I know.” Visi nodded as she smirked and came closer.

“Give us a kiss for helping.” We implored her with smoky eyes and honey in our voice.

“Just a kiss~?” Visi purred before leaning in. We purred when We kissed and hugged her close, pulling her into our lap when complainers walked in as We rubbed her crotch for show.

“If you all want to talk while We please our Tartarus Demon Princess, then please do so. We’ll try to listen through her moaning.” We snarked at them.

The well-dressed oafs all turned red and stormed out in fluster. Silly prudes, you’re in the wrong town and the wrong world at that.

“Well, that certainly shut them up. Were you hoping we put on a show for them?” Visilia asked with a devious yet nervous grin. Ah, right. She may be a drop-dead sexy demoness, but her people were more conservative than the people here. We still find it hard to believe they do have hedonistic public blood rituals for celebrations when they’re so self-conscious.

“Oh We would have if they kept it up. Only We can shut off the illusions that would hide our sexual activities.” We explained, making Visi look at the crimson throne with some concern. “That won’t stop the worst just yet. This will only stop the ones that really don’t have an issue, but want to throw their weight around with an excuse to do so.”

“If you say so.” Visi muttered uneasily.

“We do.” We cooed at her as We wrapped our arms around her waist while our tail hands palmed her athletic but pronounced booty.

“So...still want to fool around?” Visi asked as she pressed closer to us, docking our breasts and bumping our noses together. Guess the fact that the throne would hide us has emboldened her.

“Do you? We’re not going to be able to get up from the throne for a bit, damage control and all that. At least for two hours.” We informed her with a kiss as We kept rubbing her body.

We stopped for a moment when We remembered something from earlier. “Discord is drinking!”

“Ah, crap.” Visilia placed a hand over her face and sighed. “What sort of shenanigans is he going to pull off?”

“We don’t know and We don’t want to get into it.” We huffed in annoyance at that old geezer’s antics.

“Can you two either get on with it, come over and share the love, or just get down to business so I can take a nap?” Urta huffed from her pool since the thrones illusions only worked from the front. Where are the researchers? Hmph! Prudes! They probably fled the moment they saw their princess getting intimate!

“Oh, you were going to nap? We may have more complainers coming.” We informed her before getting up and approaching her while holding Visi to our side. “Do you want to show them how much I love demons too?”

“Babe. I’m a fucking womb with a head, tits the size of wrecking balls and a dick the size of a lamp post. I’m up for anything if nobody is gonna put on my magic VR headset for me.” Urta huffed as her tit and dick milkers sucked away. “Don’t get me wrong, I love being your fat, sexy, fucking horny as all hell baby ball, but I need stuff besides sex too...but sex is good either way. Also your kids keep fawning over me when that’s the harem’s job.”

We purred as We sized up to kiss her, squishing Visi between our combined tits with a muffled squeal of surprise on her part. “We know, We can get the headset if you want.”

“That’d be great. I let one of the brats borrow them. Uh...I think her name was Malady?” Urta puzzled with her brow scrunched. “Yeah, Malady.”

“We’ll go find her. Lick your chops at any complainers and pull the rug to your maw if they’re really bad.” We joked as We went to find Malady, kissing Visilia’s torso as she stayed snug in our tits.

“Hm, I might just get used to this ride.” Visi giggled as she pushed on our lips. We wouldn’t be surprised if being smooched with giant lips on the torso was ticklish.

“We don’t mind it~.” We chuckled before We revealed a nipple from our black dress. We kissed her before licking our teat, getting it hard and dribbling milk as We looked for Malady. Most of the kids were on missions, so We hope she hadn’t left yet. It was slightly disorienting for the doors to suddenly snap to our giant size when We approached, same with the rooms. It was also why the rooms had no furniture on the wall shared by the door. Twilight really considers so many things.

“You’re pouring milk.” Visilia pointed out as she watched our volleyball-sized nipple trickle like a leaking garden faucet.

“What are you going to do about it?” We playfully replied before We found Malady floating in a room and obviously playing a game. We gently plucked the Headset from her head, causing her to whine. “We’ll order you one so you don’t have to borrow it from Urta. She needs this more than you our little hooligan.”

“Thanks mom!” Malady chirped up at us before vanishing like a card turning sideways.

With that done We left the living area of our home and returned to Urta, putting it on her head. “Thanks babe! Now then, where was I...oh that brat! She-grr, now I have to see what she messed with…” We fled, Willow faintly remembering having such anger about her own games being touched telling us Urta was in no mood for other people right now.

Now a safe distance away so she could entertain herself, We sat in front of our throne while still keeping Visi in our breasts. “So?” We asked her showing her our full bosom and both our leaking teats, both very fuckable as much as drinkable right now.

“Well, can I drink it?” Visi asked surprisingly awkwardly as she poked at the volleyball-sized spongy nipple.

“Yes.” We huffed before her hand slipped in and penetrated almost to her elbow, which sent us reeling back with a foxy yip and a heavy blush. “Careful!” Whoa that was awesome!

“Mng~ this reminds me how good it was to have smaller people pleasuring me…”

We suddenly experienced odd deja vu. We’ve never done this before though...

“Whoa!” Visi yelped before pulling her arm out. “Holy shit! Are you okay?! I just stabbed you in the nipple!”

“More than okay! You can put a whole container down and milk us, or fuck our tits at this size!” We licked our chops eagerly, hoping she would do the latter with that dick she’s sporting.

“Seriously?” Visi blinked. “Well, you are goo and all that.”

“Yes. We’re goo and can do many things~.” We chuckled to her.

“Sheesh, you really want your milky tits to be pumped full of cum don’t you?” Visilia asked with a smirk as she squeezed our nipple, dumping more of our goddess-milk into our magic dress and onto her. Thankfully the whole of our home had the cleaning charms, so all the spilled milk was whisked away in moments.

“We’d like all of us pumped full of cum, but we should really hold off unless you want to add elven months to Urta being a womb.” We suggested as the said vixen wiggled about in her VR world.

“Naw. I’ll just help myself to a drink.” Visi leaned down to our left nipple and latched onto it with her whole mouth gaping to get as much spongy flesh into her mouth at once before she sucked and drank in her reward.

“Mrr~” We purred while We rubbed our other nipple when some of our normal pests entered the throne room. Here we go…

(<3)

So far it was the usual. Someone stole this, I think my cat is possessed, or my home is unfinished. All things the Mayor’s office is tasked with. Things that really shouldn’t be brought to a higher official. We know the mayor and the guards are doing their jobs, these impatient little shits just need to wait.

“Seriously?” Visi asked us, unlatching herself from our nipple and looked up with a deadpan expression. “They’re bothering you with stuff that can be dealt with by normal authorities?”

“Pretty much. For the most part We try to direct them to the people they need or find out the cause. The weird thing is the whole possessed animal thing. It’s been getting more frequent. At any rate, We’re maybe halfway through the usual number of petitioners.” We shrugged as behind us Urta cursed up a storm. To be facing a challenging game, ah, good times. Willow misses those times even if she can’t remember most of them.

“Possessed animals?” Visi questioned with ears perked and a dead-serious expression.

“People have been complaining about their pets acting...weird and not Corrupted weird.” We informed her with concern.

“Any disturbing terrifying noises, excessive blood, scorch marks?” Visilia demanded and We felt even more worried.

“Um, no? They didn’t report any of that, just levitating around, meowing or barking or what have you more often.” Nothing about these possessed animals screamed Hell to us.

“Oh, okay...weird.” Visi hummed before she got comfortable in our cleavage.

“Yeah, one person said their hound was speaking in tongues and attacking birds.” We told her as We fixed the top of our dress and forced our nips to stop leaking.

“Chasing birds is something to be expected, but what did he mean by speaking in tongues?” Visi raised a brow in confusion.

“Well, the dog was flying or hovering and muttering old Equish...We think that’s what he said?” We hummed as We rubbed our chin in remembrance.

“Oh. Do you think it’s Discord pulling pranks, or his children?” Visi’s words were noted that she didn’t say they were our children. Careful Visi, you’re digging a hole again.

“Maybe, We’re looking into it. So far it's been just hovering dogs and cats with red glowing eyes, and we can’t find a connection.” We informed her without much concern. It was spooky, but wasn’t blatantly dangerous.

“Glowing red eyes? That sounds like Hell, but not the rest.” Visi mused as We listened to the next visitor who was a grizzled old jack of a donkey.

“The road is being attacked by a Hydra! Send some hunters or guards! I’ve had to abandon four shipments just this week!” The irate jack huffed and We blinked. This is exactly the kind of thing people are supposed to bring to us! Matters of safety above mere police work is our jurisdiction.

“We’ll inform the proper soldiers. We hope to have the route cleared of danger soon, thank you for bringing it to our attention.” We told him earnestly, but he huffed and stormed out.

“Ungrateful jackass.” Whoa Visi! That’s racist here!

“Most likely he’s reported it before to the guards, but isn’t seeing them taking care of the task. This is more like, ‘I have been reporting the problem for weeks but my problem is not going away.’ To be fair, even if he has been reporting it to the guards or the mayor, they do not have authority to send proper soldiers for this. Until We have a proper military base set up however, all such things go through us. It’s bureaucracy that brought him here.” We huffed in annoyance, because a Hydra does need proper soldiers, not guards. Nobody here other than us has official control over the soldiers when it comes to things beyond guard duty. “That said, We should’ve had a General, or a Colonel here to manage our military for such things.” Actually, where were they?

“Okay, what the fuck are those idiots doing? Jacking each other off? If it were my soldiers, they’d have gone out there and been back in a few hours.” Visi scoffed in disgust.

“That’s what We’re going to find out tomorrow. We’ve been hearing about this more and more recently, though We’re hoping it’s because of an excessive workload.” Not the result of an overfed armchair pencil-pusher being the one assigned to us.

“Alright.” Visilia said with a frown, clearly not liking that the situation wasn’t resolved.

“We know it’s not ideal, but We’re a new town. Most of the service groups are still getting their infrastructure in place. We’re also in talks with the Mayor about this and now much of what should be his job is coming to us, but We think it might be just workload issues too.”

We watched as an hourglass-figured wide hipped white pegasus mare wearing scanty half plate knight armor walked in, her DD-cup breasts almost jumping out of the cups of her cuirass. “My Lady, I have slain the Hydra!” ...Well that’s convenient! Now We can put off shoving our dick-urk, our demands down the head desk-driver’s throat.

“Who are you?” We asked with earnest curiosity. Aside from warriors who have fought beyond Equestria’s borders, none bother to wear skimpy armor that Lust Demons actually have vulnerability to due to said provocative armor distracting them.

“And do you have any proof of your claimed victory?” Visilia followed with skepticism.

“Yes, right here.” She declared while she reached into her cleavage and pulled out three burnt heads of a Hydra, having to really tug them out since her DD-cup bosom didn’t have a big enough decolletage for the massive heads to simply be taken back out. It makes the fact she got them in there even more impressive. “I’m Knight Saliva of Unity, your highness. Rather, I want to be.” She then stuffed the heads back into her bust like a polite guest.

“Hm, you seem good at killing monsters, sure. It’ll help the guards a bit and We need to properly appoint knights of the realm regardless. We hope you’re prepared for the duties of leadership that will be heaped upon you.” We sighed with a mixture of relief and exasperation while We took a bag of gold bits out of our inventory and handed it to her, “There, two hundred bits. We’d say a whole week’s salary for a Royal Guardsman is a good start. Go report to the Guard Captain, he’ll have someplace for you.” Considering We don’t know who is supposedly leading the military, at least the guard captain would be a good start for her.

“Thank you, your grace! I won’t let you down!” Saliva gushed with a cheerful bounce, practically bending herself in half in a hurried bow before she skipped out of our home.

“That was weird.” Visi stated, scratching her head.

“Well at least someone capable has come along. Hopefully she’d be able to lead with the brain in her head rather than the one in her loins what with those fake rumors of us fucking our knights going around.” Which were all lies since Saliva is our first knight. Hopefully she’ll set a good example for her underlings and future battle-mates. Oh, right. We’ll need to give her land too. Knights have land here too, not just back in Willow’s world.

“Really? Goddamn attention seekers and gossiping twats.” Visi grumbled, looking rather displeased.

“Regardless, if the girl isn’t just going for bragging rights and does a good job of being a knight, perhaps We may reward her with a wish. If she asks for sex We may decline depending on our mood.” We told Visi before smooching her head.

“Well, I don’t have any quarrel with the girl. It’s those that want to ruin people’s lives through rumors or other means.” Visi grumbled in displeasure.

“They think sex is a bad thing for us! Ha! We have a place called the Lewd Bar just outside our home on display for all to see! Goddess, We aren’t getting started on some of the things people do in the alleys of the town above. If it wasn’t for the prudes this town would have people fucking in public and We wouldn’t give a damn so long as it was all consensual!” Consent is the key. Two perfectly right-minded adults wanting fun together or something deeper is just great.

“Lust is one of the Seven Deadly Sins last time I checked. Although I don’t have much room to speak, since the man we both love has committed the Sins of Wrath and Violence. Even if it’s against the Demons of Hell and Hell itself. However, besides that you need to consider restraining yourself a bit more. I bet Berserker would berate you about discipline with him being a warrior and all that.” Visilia lectured and We chuffed.

“We know and We have been. Are you buried in our cunt balls deep, or have our cock bloating your womb with seed? Have We tried fucking any of the petitioners?” We snipped indignantly.

“No. You’ve been doing a wonderful job of not lusting after me every single moment.” Visilia replied playfully and We huffed.

“The only reason We had our boobs out and want you to fuck them is more to get a point across. We also felt it would be nice.” Really. We are restraining ourselves and practically throwing out opportunities for some lewd fun, but she keeps ignoring it.

“Some point.” Visilia snickered at us.

“If the prudes want to complain to a Goddess of Fertility and Sex, they’ll do it while We’re being lewd.” We declared proudly.

“Yeah, how about no.” Visi snorted playfully up at us. “I’m good for having fun, but I have limits.”

“We know, seeing as you said no already!” We smooched her again before leaning back. “So, We’re almost done with the two hours.” Then our court period is usually over, unless there’s such an excess of petitioners that having them wait until tomorrow wouldn’t be productive.

“Already?” Visi asked in surprise. “Wow, you really only hold court 2 hours a day?”

“Just about, unlike Tia We don’t spend four whole hours of the day sitting on our butt as people dictate things to us.” We replied while two yellow stallions with red white and blue striped barbershop quartet outfits came in together asking for a loan to build a factory. Huh...We were expecting complaints, not an actual petition. Usually something like this was the Mayor’s job, but depending on what the factory is for... “What type of factory? What is it you want to make?”

“We’ve noticed a shortage of local ammo, so we figured we’d set up a supply. We already have a source of lead, brass and the chemist to make the primers and cordite.” The two sounded like salesmen for sure, the shifty and slimy kind...

We looked towards Urta, wondering if they’d be willing to work with her cum. The weapons researchers said that her fluids might be a good base for gunpowder or primers.

“Aren’t you two the Flim and Flam brothers?” Visilia asked them, making them sweat from under their red and white striped boater hats.

“Um, yes, we are. We have a bad track record, but our inventions are getting better!” The older brother of the twins, only distinguished by his bushy red mustache exclaimed. “Here we have examples of the ammunition we plan on making. Most are already used by hunters or soldiers ,but only royal factories make ammunition in Equestria. We aim to change that.”

He used his horn to summon a small display case so We leaned down to get a better look, Visi yelped when our breasts pancaked on the floor and engulfed her. We saw .38, .44, .45, .308, .50 caliber, 55mm, 5.56 and darts along with what looked like a polycarbonate crossbow bolt. That last one was strange, since most primitive ammo like that was still made with steel broadheads and wood shafts with feather fletching. Equestria had no want for those resources after all. “Do we use these rounds, Visi?”

“Mmph!” Visilia muffled through our boobs and We snickered as she managed to pull herself out and gasp for air. “Whew! What? Oh...this is promising, but I would like these to be demonstrated out on the range before we put them to use. If you two don’t mind a test run or two?” Visi said to the Unicorn brothers.

How odd must the scene the throne is showing the brothers be with us so humorously positioned? We need to ask volunteers to tell us what they see! It would be hilarious!

“Certainly. We’ve brought thirty magazines of each in an armored and secured wagon and have hired guards looking over it due to the dangerous materials we were transporting.” The younger brother replied. Okay, which of them is Flim and Flam? We’ve lost it.

“Have it all brought in for inspection and we’ll take you to one of our firing ranges.” Visilia told them. “Make no mistake, we’ll also be inspecting your hired guards in case they were trying to smuggle your wares with them once their contract is complete, or any other illegal items they’ve brought with them. Is that understood?”

“If they have anything it was of their doing. We don’t wish to anger the Princess.” The older said with a bow. Alright that’s getting annoying. Are you Flam or Flim?

“Thank you. If that’s all, you may go.” Visilia told them. Great, that feeling of having our leadership taken out from under our paws is coming back to us. First it was Berserker and now Visilia is doing it too.

“You could have let us dismiss them. We only asked if we used those rounds because We're still catching up on the new equipment.” We sat back up and pouted at her.

“Wait until I’m certain you can.” Visi snapped, looking up to us with a stern look. “You’ll get your chance.” Sheesh, that got cold fast.

“Visi?” We recoiled a bit, feeling hurt that she didn’t have faith in us as a leader.

“Enough. You still have a couple more complainers or petitioners to deal with.” Visi pointed out.

“Mmhm, yeah.” You’re on the couch now. We plucked her out of our cleavage with a yelp on her part. We set her down next to the throne and shrunk down until We were sitting on it at our normal size in a huff.

“Wiatr-.” We held up a hand at Visilia with a growl.

“Hush! We have work to do.” We glared at her heatedly and dutifully ignored her to focus on our citizens. The next petitioner was a magenta unicorn mare in a lab coat. Hey, wasn’t she part of the initial prospective team for the Helix Stone, but was too repulsed by it to stay on the job?

“Princess, I wish to ensure the cleanliness of our water supply, but I need the coin to start designing new filters. Do you think I could get a loan from the state?” The nerdy mare requested and We rubbed our chin thoughtfully. We already have a standard charcoal filter system for the water piped up to the town’s water towers, but it was an old system donated by the crown.

“What’s your need for it? Besides bits?” We asked curiously. She wouldn’t just need a loan for it if she came to us about it.

“Honeycombs, leather and several new spells that need to be researched out of town. Which is why I need a loan for it, but the lenders aren’t willing to fund it when there’s not much prospect for profit.” The intelligent mare answered Honestly.

“Honeycombs?” Visilia questioned, to which We gave her a withering look.

“Specifically the perfect hexagonal matrix. I have a theory that a perfectly intact honeycomb would provide a template to act as a superior spell matrix and hold a dozen spells that filter contaminants out of the water, unlike the standard charcoal filters with a long line of magical filters each having to be put along the pipe every several feet to work.” How true, it was an eyesore. “We discovered a race of anthro bees that have started making a colony in the Everfree. We wish to ask them for assistance with the promise of them being able to join Honey’s Colony. Their ‘princess’ has not found a mate yet and her two soldiers are struggling.”

“Hm, We can see that.” We said with a rub of our chin. “This won’t turn into some horrible monster scenario will it?” Also, Honey wouldn’t be opposed to helping another insectoid race get established. The changelings must be lonely as the only widespread sapient bug-folk.

“No! No it won’t!” She urged desperately, trying to stop that line of thought. “I promise! There won’t even be an organic component in the design since it won’t even use charcoal and the honeycomb design itself would be synthetic after scaling up a mold of one.”

“So, you want to improve the town’s water supply by designing better water filters, all so you could experiment?” Visi raised an eyebrow at her and We growled warningly, at which she looked away. We love you Visilia, but your cynicism is getting on our last nerve right now.

“Well, no. I want to improve them, but I would be working further downstream outside of town and away from the area we have the intake. Just west of here, it feeds into the bog.” She told us. “Don’t worry about it interfering with the wildlife either. We know the bog needs blackwater for the ecosystem, so we’ll be sure to dump the filtered-out contaminants back in.”

“So it would be no danger to the town then.” We considered, she clearly had this thought out.

“In theory yes, but magic is always unpredictable. I have triple checked all the math and theory though!” She added perkily.

“If it gets the water that comes from out of the town spring to stop tasting like watered-down cum, sure.” We declared and the scientist woman squeed so adorkably.

“Thank you! I won’t let you down!” She said and gave us the loan form. Sixteen hundred bits. That’s fairly cheap, so it’s no problem. We’ll have words with the lending office for turning their noses up at such a modest sum for such an ambitious project.

“You are dismissed, I’ll run this by the mayor to make it happen.” We told her before she danced out. It is best she left now before We hugged her. She’s like a less regal version of Twilight.

The next petitioner was a stallion who was wearing wood...wrappings? Along with what looked like a skull. We couldn’t even see his coat. He looked like a failed dryad rather than a pony. “Wiatr, the Moth has come to the forest, he is watching. Everfree wakes with the Moth.” The stallion warned us direly with an accent Daring identified as being distinctly zebra before backing back out the door.

“Ah...what?” We questioned, but didn’t get anything further. “That was...creepy...was that a real skull?”

“We’ll keep an eye out for this Moth and whoever follows it.” Visilia told us, referring to her and the Night Sentinels. “And yes, that was a real skull he wore.” Visi responded, clearly not wanting to let our hurt feelings get in the way of trying to help us.

“Should We be worried?” We questioned our more experienced lover. We’re still mad though.

“Until we know more about it, be vigilant.” Visi gently advised.

“Let's hope it’s something helpful and not a Lust Demon. It might be nothing or it’s connected to the animal’s acting weird.” Or it could be some crazy cult icon like Mothman.

“We’ll have to wait and see.” Visilia stated. “So, are there any more?”

“Hmm, no that’s it We think.” We looked to the guard, who nodded before we got up. “We’re taking a hot bath.”

“350 degrees please!”

“Oh no, wait your highness! Last minute arrivals!” The guard shouted, making us groan.