Corruption of Souls

Ch.69

“Babe?” We blinked and looked up from our paperwork about a request to start a quarry further down the river along the cliff for building up Unity, which We were very pleased to approve, to see Urta looking nervous. Even in her regal golden-bronze armor and her spear in her hand she was the picture of lusty unease, her hips were squirming and her tongue flopped out the side of her maw, dripping with her perspiration. Goddess, she smells delicious!

“Yes our Knight?” We asked in antsy concern after our dragon eyes morphed back into our fox eyes. For some reason dragon eyes could see fine print better. Probably the same reason dragons were some of the best appraisers.

“Damn right, but our wife does not look so good right now despite how sexy she smells.”

“Um...well...uh...I may have...um…” Urta fanned her deep white cleavage nervously. “I may have accidentally...unbirthed a Foxslime and my womb is filling up with more slimes?” Urta nervously said with a sheepish grin as she shuddered.

“What?” We blinked in surprise mixed with worry. Those things are little murder blenders and she unbirthed one on accident?

“I wasn’t paying attention, I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom. I took off my panties to go, bumped into a mare leaving her stall and...fell cunt-first onto her Foxslime partner and now my womb is rapidly filling with more of them.” Urta admitted with a fierce blush, pulling up her armored skirt to show her cunny utterly dripping with her clear lubricant and her glowing turquoise coconut balls absolutely drenched in it.

“Do you want us to go in and help?” We asked with a glance at our work. That could wait, Urta’s body was infinitely more durable and powerful than We could ever hope to be physically, but the Foxslimes are composed of the slime our body uses as a medium for our metamorph abilities, who knows what it could be doing to her.

“Yes! Please, I am losing my mind with how big they’re making me!” Urta’s tongue drooled along with her cunny and she shimmied her hips hungrily.

“We thought you wanted to be as big as the moon with babies?” We commented before We started to undress. Magic or not We’d rather not get our black body-conforming dress soaked.

“I will if you don’t fucking get in me!” Urta panted, looking about to lose herself entirely to lust. “It’s bad enough you fucked Ember into a giant 20-foot ball in the Breeding Center and Torturas is the same two pools over and I don’t get to enjoy being fucking massive anymore!” Urta hissed, clutching her spear so hard the magic shaft creaked and snapped. “Aw, great! Now I have to take that to Andre. Sorry Piercer.”

“Don’t you remember you can turn off the spell keeping you this size at request?” We reminded our wife when We got in front of her and knelt down while she lifted her skirt.

“I have too much work to do these days. Then there’s the fact that by now I’m big enough to take up half the canyon.” Urta stated with worry and We paused in aroused surprise.

“We haven’t bred that many, have We?” We questioned before she grabbed our head.

“That’s the slimes babe!” Urta urged us and We swallowed in worry before she shoved us into her engorged quim, which quickly slurped us in with the ease of practice as she moaned and orgasmed. “Get in there babe! Hnng~!” She groaned as she spasmed and We noted her walls were slick with rainbow slime.

Urta rapidly pulled us in all the way and We were immediately swarmed by unarmored Foxslimes that eagerly dove into our membrane to be reabsorbed at every point of contact. There were so many We couldn’t even see the inside of Urta’s womb! Eventually they were all gone save one covered in iron desperately trying to get into us as cracks in it’s armor rapidly spawned more Foxslimes, which touched us and got absorbed too.

“Ugh, fuck!” We groaned as We looked around, feeling weird. Almost like when We ascended actually. “Okay baby, come here.” We cooed and pulled it into our cleavage.

“Whew! Thanks mama! Those cute things were causing so much Chaos here that we couldn’t do anything without risking the sibs.” One of our draconequus sons declared as he slithered through Urta’s amniotic fluid towards us, his body almost entirely eel-like and he seemed to have altered his body into various snake or fish parts. He was still super tiny too, unlike how most of his siblings seem to have taken to using adult bodies, he seems to have specialized his body for his home inside Urta. He was even bioluminescent.

“That explains why nothing was being done about it. Are things going good here Conger?” We asked our slithery son who was one of Urta’s permanent residents. He only leaves her womb at best once a week, the rest of the time he was content with tending to the Lattice sustaining his unborn siblings. He’s also why Urta’s womb wasn’t full of garbage with all the food and drink the kids consume in here. He made those ‘sucker fish’ that go over Urta’s uterine walls to ensure she stays clean. Urta took days to get used to the ticklish sensation they cause.

“Yes, well, there is one that has an old soul.” Conger reported with concern when he looked at the golden Lattice with his snakey head. “Other than that everyone’s healthy and doing fine. The Lattice didn’t let any of the goo from those slimes touch the sibs.”

“Good, keep up the good work son.” We praised him and smooched his brow, causing his fins to frill and he purred adorably before We swam back to Urta’s cervix. Urta was still sensitive and spasmed around us as We crawled through her birth canal. Soon We tumbled out of Urta’s cunt and the Foxslime jumped out of our tit-space to scurry off in a hurry.

“Ah, Ah.” Urta moaned as she calmed and grabbed our paws, looking horny with her massive shaft throbbing and her glowing balls churning. Oh~ We’re laying in a huge puddle of her Argent cum~! “Thanks babe. Ugh. I do want to be utterly massive, but I have work to do. I can’t do it while I’m being filled.” Urta declared while she rubbed our soaked paws.

“Okay~.” We purred and let her magical steaming hot cum and her paw massage relax us before she suddenly dropped our paws. “Urta?”

“B-babe? I don’t...feel so good…” Urta uttered with fear and looked about to throw up. She stumbled forward and then fell onto us, splashing into white and gray goo all over us and tossing her armor around!

“Urta?!” We screamed, scooping up as much of our wife as We could, feeling relief fill us when an echoing moan came from the puddle of our wife. “Urta, speak to us!”

“I feel weird and good now. Oh~ I’m hungry too.” Urta cooed as her slime moved closer to us. “What’s going on babe? I can’t really see anything.” Urta asked as her scattered new slime body shifted in random directions. Then We saw it, her Argent began spreading over her whole surface. “Oh~ I feel so hot! So horny! So powerful!”

“You turned into goo! Now your Argent is spreading!” We wailed in worry before We felt her slime latch onto our tails and begin climbing up them to our booty, then around our pelvis. “Ah~!” Oh fuck! Her slime feels like her cum! So hot and infusing us with heat and need!

“Shit. It’s all that slime I bet. The same slime you filled us with before...fuck. You better check on the others. What if this isn’t just me? What if this is a delayed reaction, or I’m just special because I got to host them in my womb?” Urta started pulling herself up onto us, almost like the way Svartr used to and each inch of her on our flesh felt like We were in the sexiest sauna in the multiverse.

“We will~!” We wailed as more of her Argent slime latched onto us, the steaming hot goo feeling like an incredibly hot bath before it was joined by a stinging feeling. “Urta, what are you doing?” We hissed in slight pain as she kept crawling over us, starting up our neck. “U-Urta stop!”

“I need to figure out how to hold my shape. Hold your breath while I feel you out.” Urta replied and We took a deep breath before she enveloped us. After several painful seconds of feeling the stinging all over she ‘spat’ us out and was now standing in front of us like a glowing turquoise slime copy of our preferred base form, that being Willow’s milfy kitsune form. “Thanks babe. I need to get myself together, you go find the others and make sure they’re okay.”

“What was the stinging for?” We mewled as We stood up and fought off the soul-deep arousal Urta was spiking in us from her body having become living Argent slime. Her formerly two-toned gray and white body was now a uniform glowing turquoise goo. The air around her shimmered from the steaming-hot heat her body generated, yet she didn’t seem bothered by it.

“I was tasting you.” Urta answered simply, as if it was obvious.

“What?! Ugh, We’ll go check on them and hopefully find them before anything happens.” We sighed before marching out of our study. “Wait, hold on, are the babies in you okay?!” We poked our head back in frantically and Urta suddenly looked terrified as she touched her stomach, only to sigh as she suddenly began swelling outwards into a massive pregnancy she stopped at octuplets in size.

“They’re good. I guess I’m such a good womb not even becoming goo will stop me!” Urta joked before she shrunk her shiny turquoise belly back to being flat. “Now get going babe. I’m gonna try to come to terms with this.”

We nodded and went to the throne room which was next to our study. We found Visilia and Honey going over defense plans for the Undercity at a side table. “Visi, Honey. Are you alright? Feeling queasy? Anything that can be construed as explosive cell death?” We demanded, watching as they ran their eyes up and down us, making us realize We were still naked. Sighing, We summoned our dress back onto our wet and dirty body. “Well?”

“No, not really.” Visilia replied with a scrunched brow. “I have been feeling unusual for a while, but nothing serious.”

“No. If I was my hive would panic and swarm Unity to get to me, probably killing a few people who got in the way.” Honey’s reply made us make a mental note to put Guards on her to protect her at all times. “But yes, I’ve been feeling nauseous on occasion since you turned us into eggs.”

“Hey, that’s about the...same. Wiatr. What did you do?” Visilia demanded firmly, a hint of panic lacing her tone.

“It isn’t what We did, it’s what may be due to our ignorance. Go sit in our study, talk to Urta. We need to go find Cocoa and Sabrina.” We insisted before rushing down the hall, checking each of the rooms to see if Cocoa or Sabrina were home. No luck there. Out of our wives, they’re easily the most mobile in their routines. Why didn’t We buy them all phones? Those are common here even though computers aren’t! “Pharos! Wake up boy!”

Our call for him when We entered the massive foyer made the green Gigafox bolt to his paws, his tail fluffed up and wagging in anticipation. We moved to the railing running along the walk of the second floor of the foyer, letting him lick us and clean some of Urta’s fluids from us. “Thank you boy. We need you to go find Cocoa and Sabrina. Can you do that boy?”

“*BARK*!” He sounded before bolting for the gate, the smart boy biting onto the huge ‘knocker’ on the one on the right to push it open gently and rush outside, sniffing loudly. With our big boy looking outside We ran to the other second floor wing that while connected to the ‘royal’ wing for a circuitous design, was meant for guests or other non-royals. Only Torturas and Ember had rooms here at the moment and they were both giant baby balls in the Breeding Center, so no luck here either.

WIth the living quarters a bust We ran downstairs and to the servant quarters which also had the kitchens and other necessities. “Has anyone seen Cocoa and Sabrina?!” We questioned the maids in the kitchen who were making lunch.

“I think they were in the temple with Harmonia.” One maid informed us.

“Her temple, or ours under construction?” We asked for clarification. We’d been visiting the cave once a night to dump milk and cum into the filling reservoir cave below where our Temple was being built. Harmonia’s was already finished since it was mostly a circular wall around her trunk, portals and her pools-turned-fountains.

“Hers, they said something about making gifts?” The maid clarified.

“Thank you.” We said earnestly and sighed when an iridescent light shimmered over her and she squealed when her breasts surged out from modest C cups to G cups, tearing her blouse open and sending the buttons flying like bullets everywhere. “Sorry.”

“Thank you~!” She instead gushed with pure happiness and We fled before she could revere us enough We accidentally heaped more Blessings on her.

“Okay, so they’re at Harmonia’s. Pharos should have-oh, no~.” We facepalmed upon exiting the Keep, finding Pharos sitting happily wagging his tail in front of the Keep gates as he held a ludicrously gigantic bone in his jaw, easily half his size. What could even-no. Not now. “G-good boy. Go enjoy that.” We instead praised him for his mistake, he’s just a fox after all.

“*Bark.*” He sounded before he got up and We saw Cocoa hugging his sheath in fright.

“He barreled into portal nexus and somehow went to past! Cocoa saw nothing but Dark and blue-armored knight fighting beast that masturbates with hand too much!” Cocoa hysterically screamed and let go of Pharos’ dick to land-she went splat in a brown puddle.

“No~...it isn’t just Urta.” We whined, moving to the brown puddle which Pharos quickly fled from, probably mistaking her for poo he didn’t make and not wanting to be blamed for it, like nearly everybody who saw it assumed. “Cocoa, please speak to us.”

“What happened? Cocoa can’t see! Awoo~!” Cocoa howled mournfully and We sighed sadly while We used magic to levitate her brown goo into a large bucket We summoned. “Love? Cocoa in something cold and dark.”

“We’ll get you into shape sweetie. Just stay calm-.” A buzzing cloud of changelings suddenly flooded into Unity via the tunnel, flying straight into our Keep as We stood with a deadpan stare straight ahead. Shortly, Sandy, currently not pregnant and no longer with quad breasts like the rest of Sabrina’s Coven had followed her into, came sprinting out of Harmonia’s Temple in tears as she blubbered and held up a large glass jar holding sandy yellow slime. “...Just follow us.”

(<3)

Within an hour there was a crowd of changelings, Sandy, as well as several Scinoxes looking on. We were in our throne room with our face in our hands while We sat on our throne as before us stood 4 differently colored slime copies of us. They each looked worriedly at a practically hyperventilating Visilia who was wrapping her arms around herself and shaking. “No, no, please no. Daddy~.” Visi whimpered. “I can’t become slime, I can’t! I need to be strong and carry on the line of my family! I can’t do that if I’m not a Royal Demon!”

“Visi babe. This isn’t the end of the world. We’re just fine and you can still have babies no problem.” Urta declared, displaying her pregnancy by letting it show for a second. “See? They’re still okay. If you do melt, you’ll still be you.”

“Says the vixen who doesn’t even look like herself!” Visilia snapped, her wings twitching, tail doing the same. “I’m Father’s only child! I’m lucky I had Rex before all this transformation nonsense started!” Visi snarled, but our wives didn’t take offense from her words.

“Visi, it’s clear our slime is the cause of all this. We’re considering if there’s a way to reverse the process.” We said while We looked them over. Strangely, Visi didn’t seem to be changing, but her hips were bigger than usual and so was her belly, barely noticeable if we didn’t switch to dragon eyes. “Visi...are you pregnant?”

“...It’s probably yours.” Visi grumbled. “I mean, I didn’t have any sex with the other boys and I place spells on myself whenever we do it. It also can’t be Urta’s because I use the same spells with her.” Visilia declared in bemusement and resignation, but...We haven’t had that kind of sex with Visi for a long time, longer than would seem plausible for her current size, too small.

“Wait...wait. The egg RP! We were all practically bathing in a pool of mine and Cocoa’s cum as we turned into fucking eggs!” Urta’s turquoise face whitened and Cocoa did the same as Visi opened and closed her jaw in bafflement as Honey shrugged, but Sabrina and Cocoa rubbed their own bellies, noticing the slight paunch. “...Fuck. I got you all pregnant!”

“Old news. I laid that clutch earlier this month.” Honey informed us as if it wasn’t a big deal. Then blinked. “Wait...I can talk now! Yes!” Honey gushed in an echoey husky voice before looking around. “Right...not the time.” We’ll rejoice over you having a voice again later Honey.

“What if they’re Cocoa’s?” Cocoa asked curiously as she looked at Sabrina and Visi.

“What if they’re both?” Sabrina smiled nervously, making us all look at her. “I...uh...may have spiked my milk with...spells? Earlier that day when practicing my magic? I was kinda gushing milk like no tomorrow in there…”

“Alright, before We get off track. Visilia isn’t changing, you all seem to be pregnant with pups or foals or what-have-you, then there’s the fact Visilia is pissed.” We groaned as We summarized, trying to get them to focus on the slime transformation bit of the situation.

“...I am pissed, but more at being so damn scared just now I actually whined for my father!” Visilia grunted. “Whatever...Urta’s not a bad gal. Neither is Cocoa.” Visi blushed, rubbing her tiny paunch. “If I do become goo...at least Rex will be able to inherit whenever Father retires.”

“Don’t give up so fast. Visi, We’re going to need you to wear us.” We huffed in dislike at the idea. Svartr may be used to clothing transformations, but Daring and Willow aren’t. “It might help us understand what’s going on in your body. It will also give you an option for us to take those babies off you if you don’t really want them.”

“No babe. If she wants that, I’ll do it. It’s my fault.” Urta insisted with her ears drooping. “It’s not like Visi Loves me, she Loves the boys too much for that.”

“Oh Hell no. After things calm down, I’m going to need to snuggle something and you’ve just volunteered.” Visilia growled at Urta, who blinked in confusion.

“At any rate, We need to understand what is going on with her.” We declared before We turned into a blouse and jeans. Nothing happened and We changed back. “Right, can’t move as clothes. We’ll just morph onto you like Svartr used to do for Willow.” We turned to goo and quickly slid up Visi’s legs, over her pelvis which made her shudder, over her breasts which made her gasp, then over the rest of her, squeezing tight like a full-body iridescent latex suit. “Ah. We’ll just be taking that morphing slime back, thank you.”

Visilia gasped and shuddered as We directly reabsorbed the morph-slime from her body through her skin and slammed her with healing spells. “Whoa...wow. I had no idea that everything was so squishy before.” Visi commented, poking her stomach. “I thought I was just getting fat somehow despite my diet and exercise.” Visilia stated as We flowed off of her and reformed back on our throne before looking at our wives.

“We cannot undo your transformations. We are sorry, but the Morph Slime changes you on the cellular level. The best We can do is take a form as close to your original body as possible and have you copy it.” We informed them sadly, but it only got shrugs from them. They didn’t seem bothered.

“Meh, Cocoa good. Why Visilia not change?” Cocoa asked curiously as her twin foxy brown tails writhed in the air behind her, the temporary vixen thankfully accepting her new form.

“Her alicorn genes kept her stable long enough, but she was minutes away from being slimed at best.” We stated with dire seriousness, making Visi whimper. “That said, our Morph Slime is to be considered an extreme biohazard...Tia and Cady!” Harmonia too! They each absorbed some of our Morph Slime well over a year ago! It was barely anything, but still!

“Oh please.” Harmonia giggled when she entered the throne room wearing her casual blouse and jeans as was the common dress code. “We’re practiced to such changes, we are older. Besides, changing our appearance is nothing new. It just makes things easier. My normal body is made of hybridized crystal flesh and light, Goo doesn’t change me much.” Harmonia changed her face to mimic Visilia’s for demonstration and then shifted it back.

“But Cady and Tia! They’re Princesses! Rulers! We left them ticking time bombs until they turn into slimes!” We fretted before We stood from our throne. “We need to go. Now!” We rushed out of the throne room, everyone looking around at each other.

“So...um...I’m not a bad gal?” Urta asked Visilia, who huffed and snagged the turquoise vixen Argent slime’s elbow on the way out.

“The rest of you follow! I need snuggles!”

“Wait~! I heard something cute back there! Aw…”

(<3)

“That would explain why my muscles were feeling so plush too.” Celestia commented after We’d pounced on her the moment We saw her upon entering her throne room to draw the Morph Slime out of her and used our holy aura to heal her.

“At least you’re okay.” We sighed from next to her throne where We’d slumped against it.

“Well it wouldn’t be the first time I was turned into slime. Four hundred years ago a caribou captured me and stuffed me down his cock. I turned into cum before I burned him from the inside out and reformed.” Celestia then gave us bedroom eyes. “I wouldn’t be averse to becoming cum again and impregnating you with me.”

“Dangerous near-death or probable death and especially death fetishes tend to squick us out Tia.” We nervously informed our princess lover, who sighed in disappointment. “Besides, don’t you have Oberon now?”

“He’s a stallion and I’m not going to try to convince him to let me have my wicked ways with his gender just to satisfy my breeding fetishes. Now then, you’d better go get Cadence before she goes goo and the power gets to her head.” Celestia’s words made us blink before We wince. It would definitely be up Cadence’s alley to turn being a slime into an endless harem hunting sexcapade.

We rushed out of her throne room before facepalming. “Portals keyed to them. Right.” We summoned a portal linked to a small beacon in Cadence’s wedding ring and stepped through. “Cadence We-!” We froze at the sight of an utterly gigantic and frankly disgusting yet somehow sexy Chaos Drider with a naked white lioness as the anthro part of the spider/anthro equation. “Um, We’re interrupting something important obviously, but Cadence! You’re turning into slime!”

“Oh? Neat!” Cadence cheered and squeezed her left bicep, noticeably squishing her muscle far too much to be normal. “That explains why I’m so soft lately!”

“Cady. No.” Shining firmly declared.

“Aw~ Shiny~!” Cadence pleaded, grabbing and pulling on her G-cup breasts, making them visibly stretch inside her dress. “I’ll be your bubblegum girl~.”

“No.” Shining thankfully held firm.

“Fine~. Go ahead and fix me I guess.” Cadence huffed in disappointment while holding out a hand towards us.

“Thank you love.” We thanked our husband before jumping on Cadence who We knew might just teleport away if she changed her mind. After fully covering her We winced inwardly. She was nearly as far along as Visi was and that meant if We’d been an hour later she’d be slime. We drained the Morph Slime back and restored her body before leaping off. “There, We’ve managed to fix our mistake, even if four of our other wives have had to suffer for it.”

“You mean-fuck yes! Gotta-go-bye~!” Cadence teleported away to where We absolutely knew and We groaned, rubbed our temples in unison with Shining and sat in Cadence’s throne. It wasn’t nearly as sinfully comfortable as our own throne. It doesn’t even recline!

“May we continue?” The Chaos Drider asked while she looked at Shining, but her tone wasn’t one of someone offended. If anything she seemed incredibly amused.

“Yeah, just hold on. With my First Wife MIA, my Third Wife is my second on this.” Shining gestured to us and We smiled at him so quickly referring to us both in our relationship and in our political hierarchy. Chrysalis was his Second Wife obviously, but that was more due to them having more history than We did with Shiny and Cady. “So, to sum it up Wiatr; the Chaos Demons want to live on Mount Never-Go-There-Or-You’ll-Die-A-Horrible-Screaming-Death.”

“Sounds like a charming place to visit.” We snorted at the terrible name. “But why live there?”

“This place is nice and the ponies that live here are too, but we’re big and dangerous Chaos Demons. We can’t fit in most buildings and we have short tempers on top of that. It’s also the most treacherous and some cold weather isn’t about to hurt us.” The Drider informed us.

“We’ve heard of that.” We commented, then had a light bulb go off in our head. “Wait…” We grinned deviously, making Shiny snort.

“What are you thinking of now? How perverted is it?” Shining Armor asked with a wry grin.

“We’re not sure, but our body produces this substance We call Morph Slime that turns those who are exposed to it into slimes over time. However, We’ve also made composite golems with it and it’s part of what gives us our metamorphing powers. We might be able to transform others freely with it!”

“What exactly does that mean?” The Drider asked curiously with a tilt of her head.

“If you wouldn’t mind losing some...or a lot of mass, We may be able to shrink you down and mold your body however you like!” We gushed in excitement. We can finally emulate our Goddess! She can do it so easily, but it seems our key to that is our slime!

“Let’s get a Volunteer.” The Drider rubbed her temple. “First the pink one and now you.” She grinned, groping a breast with a purr. “Reminds me why I wanted out of the seal for so long. I’ll go find a volunteer for you to show your stuff.” She turned her massive malformed spider body around and skittered out. Once gone, We grabbed Shiny’s shoulders.

“What have We done?! We haven’t done this before?! Why did We offer out of the blue?!” We shook our husband as he tried to calm us down.

“We-ee-ee-ee-ah-t-er~! Calm down!” Shining ordered, grabbing our own shoulders. “Geez Wiatr, relax. You pull amazing things out of your fluffy butt all the time. Just do what your instinct tells you to.”

“Our instinct tells us to suck your dick and praise you as the greatest, most patient and understanding husband in the universe! That’s not going to accomplish much besides your pleasure!” We insisted, causing things to pause. “That’s not a bad idea, but We doubt there’s enough time for that before she comes back.”

“I don’t know, with how good you are at giving head you could probably-.”

“Back~! I have a volunteer!” So fast! “This little runt is a bit of a troublemaker.” The drider held up and dropped a 9 foot tall capra demon onto the floor. He was still big enough that most doors wouldn’t fit his wide head.

“Crap.” How are We going to do this?! We could easily unbirth him, use that as the medium, but We don’t want to accidentally turn him into a baby. Well, We’ll have to engulf him either way, so here goes. “Slime time!” We cheesed in the hope it lightened the mood. We turned into our iridescent slime form and engulfed the goat demon before he could even bleat.

We pressed in on him, coating his body with Morph Slime as We compressed tighter, tighter, tighter. We felt his body squishing like putty and kept going, moving around to shape him. After several minutes We jumped off him and reformed in our base form. We nearly had our nose asplode in blood at the sexy goat standing before us. We didn’t intend to turn him into the goat version of Dwayne “The Rock'' Johnson!

“Whoa…” Shining blinked as the goat demon felt his skull-covered head, the horns now much more suitable curled ones and much smaller with the skull looking much smoother and fitting to his head properly. He was also shorter at 7 feet tall. He tried to bleat, only to have a normal voice rasp in joy. He pumped his arms in the air and then ran back outside, still utterly naked, but now actually properly anthro rather than malformed.

“...Well, I’m sold! Mold me down slime girl!” The Drider beamed down at us and We whimpered.