Corruption of Souls

Ch.76

First thing in the morning, we all trooped out to Harmonia’s little temple and dunked Visilia into the Purification Pool. She snapped awake and was absolutely furious about ‘getting hazed’ out of nowhere, but when We explained she was Corrupted into a Lust Demon omnibus last night, she paled and thanked us for helping her before forcing us to explain how she could’ve possibly been Corrupted in Unity of all places.

Once informed, she swore off of having male genitals...at least until We can find a work-around or Velka is executed for heinously assaulting the Crown Princess of Tartarus.

Once Visilia was purified and things were in order, everyone decided to have a big breakfast. Most of us are pregnant after all and with the four Farm Forts being such impossibly productive food sources, such feasts were readily available. It was a shame only a couple of us can enjoy Tel’Fyr’s incredible wine, but at least everyone can have their amazing grape juice-.

“Oh~!” We moaned when Hermais crawled out of our cunnie as We were eating at the breakfast table in the dining hall opposite the servant quarters and kitchens across the foyer.

“Sorry for getting up late. I counted the number of alicorns. It apparently doesn’t matter if they’re from you or not. We’re good on the Harmony though, so you don’t need to make more of us yet mama.” Hermais purred before kissing us on the lips and teleporting away.

...We’re actually disappointed? We’re somewhat disgusted with ourselves at this notion, but then again, perhaps more future Draconequus children would want to be Womb Wards and live in our wives too...or within us. Oh~! That resonated strongly! Hnng! Down girls! Down! This isn’t healthy!

“He really loves his mother.” Cocoa chuckled from her place at the absolute feast provided by our kitchen staff thanks to the Farm Fort towns that We really need to remember all the names of. The only reason We even remembered Tel’Fyr was because they have the winery.

Anywho, the reason those farms are so productive is because the moment the land for those farms were cleared, whole families of earth ponies got to work and used our milk to rapidly produce food for our growing towns. We apparently even had to start shipping food to Ponyville for distribution and sales since those farms produced so much food.

There was even an odd melon-like protein-rich mushroom that tasted and cooked like red-blooded meat which was quite a pleasant thing for the carnivorous races. Daring didn’t even know it’s name, but she figured it’s from Ash if it was so desperate for propagation that it became meat and blood based to use the Beasts and bugs to spread. These mushrooms grew especially big and fast when grown with our milk instead of blood though.

“Yeah, but is this...healthy?” We questioned when our mind jumped back on topic from it’s tangent. Not only does Hermais literally ‘return to the womb’ like so many Freudian psychological theories believed people wanted above all things, but he also genuinely wanted to impregnate us over, and over, and over. Oh fuck just thinking about it is getting us horny, this can’t be healthy.

“He can change his genes at will. He can also age himself up and down if he wishes.” Urta nonchalantly dismissed with a shrug.

“That’s not what she means and you know it Urta.” Sabrina chided her fellow former Saddle Arabian.

“What? Plenty of people fucked their moms in Tel’adre. It was normal with how low the population was.” Urta replied casually with a bit of bemusement and not understanding how that could be wrong. Oof, right, Tel’Adre was royally fucked both literally and metaphorically until We came along. We guess they forgot that inbreeding is an issue for normal folks.

“Look what came of it!” Sabrina declared with some frustration, pointing at Urta’s horsecock which Urta always left hanging out even though as a slime she could put it away now. Also, nobody was dressed. This is our home after all and public nudity is also accepted here. No, our Undead Collar does not count as clothing.

“My big sexy dick? That sounds like a plus to me.” Urta grinned winningly and we all sighed.

“Your great grandma was a horse and her fox son got her knocked up with your grandmother, who had bigger tits than normal for a fox, same for her daughter, your mom. Then your parents have you and you were born with a horsecock when both your parents were foxes. That isn’t normal genetics, that’s a defect, no matter how sexy your dick is.” Sabrina tried to explain.

“I like who I am.” Urta defended with a wilt to her ears.

“That’s not what I mean Urta. What I mean is most folks should not have sexual relations with family members for both genetic and mental reasons. The genetics part doesn’t matter here with Wiatr’s situation, but the mental health does.” Sabrina stressed. “Remember how hard of a time you had it? How ostracized you were for being different because you were born that way rather than choosing it? Now apply that to mental health instead.”

“You can all relax. It doesn’t matter who Hermais breeds with for mental reasons either.” Eris said from where the pork had been in the center of the table. For some reason she was still using an hourglass hyper-busty adult body and was hogtied nude on the platter.

“Well it can’t be healthy for us either!” We insisted with a whine. We don’t want to be known as a cradle-robbing cougar who fucks her own children! Then again, another part of us doesn’t care and that is what worries us!

‘What?’ Cynder asked impishly. ‘Everlasting Dragons don’t function like other species anyway.’

“Mom, Chaos is as Chaos does. We don’t care. We’re crazy no matter what and we love being crazy. Hermais gets over you eventually, but you don’t have to worry about things like that. Especially since auntie-uh, nevermind. Too soon.” Eris deflected and continued to be a sexy hogtied tease on a giant silver platter. Oh great, We’re lewding our daughter now~!

“Now due to temporal causality that will never happen.” Dongoruas suddenly said from the seat next to his lewdly displayed sister. The boy was an adult too, but he looked...androgynous. Neither too male or female save his voice. He even wore gender neutral clothing that made it harder to tell what gender he was.

“Oh please, at most he’ll take longer bro. Also, I’m the only one of us with control of time. Do you have any idea the maps of possibility I have been looking at for the ideal future. I know what to say.” Eris huffed with a roll of her eyes.

“Yet you keep ignoring the fact that time isn’t a river. It’s an ocean that gets mixed up and settles differently every instant.” Dongoruas insisted.

“I know it’s an ocean. I only act like it’s a river so I can determine how many possibilities to look out for.” Eris declared snootily, despite clearly being in the wrong here.

“Which is why you failed to see this.” Dongoruas gestured to the doors to the foyer. In entered Celestia, Luna, Cadence and Oberon. He looked distinctly uncomfortable with the three powerful women all urging him forward to the table with beaming smiles.

“...Oh poo! Now I have to rework everything for Obi!” Eris whined with a pout.

“What is going on?” We questioned curiously. Nothing bad obviously, the ladies were too happy.

“I may have, to my embarrassment, admitted that-.” Oberon was interrupted by the mares.

“Make him a herm~!” Crowed the three herm alicorns in excitement, making Oberon blush deeply through his green fur.

“I...do you want to be a herm?” We asked the stallion in bemusement. We can understand our reason due to having more erogenous zones than either females or males alone, but Oberon strikes us as a fairly tame person.

“Well...there are no female, or other male alicorns. All of your offspring with these wonderful ladies will be herms too and I...I don’t want to feel like I did back then. Like a…” We didn’t need to hear him say it. We knew the words freak, mutant and monster lingered on his tongue. If this is what he wants, then fine. We can change him back if he changes his mind later.

“Hold still.” We ordered and approached him swiftly from where We had been sitting. We pulled the green stallion down into a kiss from his lofty 9-foot height down to our average 6-foot one and he froze before he began to change with a moan. His broad shoulders thinned as his narrowing chest and bulging pecs were overcome by huge basketball breasts. His features softened and became more feminine, his short autumn mane and tail lengthened. He did get a bit shorter, shrinking a foot to 8 feet like Tia and Lulu. “There you go beautiful.”

Oberon looked down at her new bust and groped them through her ruffled shirt with a fierce blush on her green cheeks. “S-so this is what it feels like?” The new mare asked with her sexy contralto voice which fit since her voice was once a bassy tenor.

“Just about.” We all looked behind the other Princesses at the commentator and gawked at the 16-foot tall amazon kirin that was Twilight ducking under the decently large doors.

She was naked as the day she was born and holding a massive bowl of meat mushrooms in her left claw when she sat down with a heavy thud at the empty end of the table before digging into her bloody meal raw like they were apples. She ignored us as she ate, her shaggy purple fur on her gigantic beach ball breasts staining with fresh blood from her meal.

“Twilight?” We mewled and approached worriedly. She was so vastly different, but at least now she wasn’t horrifically deformed like Vicar Amelia or some other malformed beast.

“Keep a respectful distance you deviants. My musk is much more potent than it used to be.” Twilight declared as she shoved the remaining piece of her meal into her carnivorous maw to chew and swallow with an audible gulp. “I may be a Beast now, but I have some standards to hold myself to.”

“The Beast Blood, more like the blood of those who came even before the Everlasting Dragons.” We huffed in frustration with the knowledge Willow and Cynder could corroborate. VaatiVidya is a veritable sconce of knowledge. He got far more right with his theories than most people had any need to be.

“It’s a rather vicious cycle, isn’t it? That painting is meant to be the start of the next cycle, but this one managed not to end like it was meant to.” Twilight casually responded as she reached across the long table where she grabbed a bowl of cooked lemon-butter salmon and poured it down her gullet. “Just be glad I and the others are all that’s staying in this world.”

“Still though, did Berserker’s blood help?” Visilia asked Twilight from her own seat at the table next to Urta. Ah, yes. She told us how Berserker could help Twilight and her friends with his own blood ministration. Hopefully Bryan doesn’t start his own Healing Church or something.

“Why do you think I feel comfortable enough to be in this room with so many tasty morsels in arms reach?” Twilight gruffly huffed as she scratched her basketball-sized nuts, creating even more musk in the air, though it was likely unintentional. “The only reason I’m not going mad with fury and turning into a Nirik every other second is because my temper has been cooled. I even considered going to find the lost Kirin village to dunk myself in the Stream of Silence, but I’d rather keep my ability to speak and feel emotion.”

“Indeed my beloved student, don’t do that.” Celestia implored her former apprentice when she approached her purple peer, looking over the mare that was now literally twice her height and many times her size. “Luna, when you told me of their fates I was distraught, but it seems that they have come out of this rather well. Tell me Twilight, how are your friends?” Celestia asked and then squeaked when Twilight lifted her former mentor with magic to sit on her shoulder.

“You think I’m big? Applejack is easily almost two feet taller than me. The smallest of us is Rarity and she’s still 9 feet tall. Our teeth aren’t all that good at processing fruits and vegetables anymore, so it’s a hassle to eat anything but meat.” Twilight then blushed. “I also had no idea how much we all loved one another until recently. I thought it stopped with just Friendship.”

“Friendship is just Platonic Love Twilight.” Cadence said with a soft smile. “But it’s also where True Love tends to begin. I’m so happy for you, but have you been seeing your wife and children?” Cadence asked of Twilight, who seemed to lose some of her edge and relax.

“Yes. My lovely Starlight and my little Dusk and Gleaming all remembered me despite what I’ve become.” Twilight then sighed sadly. “But I’m too big now to have sex with Starlight and it hurts that I can’t pleasure her properly and she can’t do the same for me unless we use size changing spells to either shrink me down or size her up temporarily.”

“Love, Cadence tells me you have the ability to mold flesh. Could you not shrink our dear friends down to a more manageable size?” Luna asked of us, only for Twilight to shake her head.

“I’d rather mother not have to use that dangerous Morph Slime on me. Besides, I actually enjoy being so fucking massive!” Twilight flexed one of her ripped arms, the toned muscles bulging for a moment like she was a bodybuilder. “I never knew I had a thing for being huge until I got here, but even now I feel threatened enough by Urta.”

“Me?” Urta blinked in confusion as our naked cut like carved stone Argent slime vixen pointed to herself cluelessly. “Please, I’m just an old Guard that got promoted to Knight.”

“Pfft, no. You’re the Alpha Herm in the room. Your musk is incredibly potent and just looking at you I wanna grab you and fuck you like an animal you’re so sexy.” Twilight admitted with a blush as she scratched her shaggy mane. “You may not be big, but you’re so muscular despite being composed of fluid biomass. I can also feel the power you’re radiating. More than anyone here in the room.”

“Really? More than us?” We asked the Goddess of Magic curiously and worriedly. Hell invaded for Urta, if she’s that powerful, they’re definitely going to come for her again.

“Definitely. Love, she’s emitting enough power to put all of us in here to shame.” Luna replied and then licked her lips. “Also, she is quite enticing.”

“Won’t deny that, but didn’t We turn the tables on you recently?” We chuckled playfully at our-gasp! Her finger! She has a solid diamond ring~! Upon realizing We noticed, Lulu blushed and held up her new wedding ring with a shy smile while Cadence wrapped her arms around her adopted aunt and new wife with a saucy grin and a wink. Eee~! No! Wait! Off topic! We’ll corner Lulu later!

“But none of you hold a candle to this...this...fuck~...” Twilight started blushing more, rubbing her sheath as she leered at Urta who perked up and grinned winningly in her trademark way. Shit, she really is the Alpha Herm in the room isn’t she? She may be calm and understanding, but the moment anything doesn’t go her way she makes it go her way, even if not with her immeasurable physical strength. “Unf, now I’m horny.” Twilight huffed and cast a spell over herself, her musk dying down rapidly.

“Okay. So we have a sexual powder keg in the form of Urta here. We get it.” We sighed in fond exasperation before a knock at the dining hall door caught our attention. “Oh no~! Please not today. We Ordained those Nuns for a reason~.” We whined, making the nurse sheepishly smile but shake her head.

“That’s not why I’m here today Goddess Wiatr. I’m here to let you know the Breeding Center won’t need you today, or possibly any time in the near future. Your nuns already have things handled for the yaks and the volunteers for the dragon and thestral programs.” The scrubs-wearing nurse informed us, allowing us to breathe out a deep sigh in relief.

“Thank goodness it worked.” We sighed and then pursed our lips in thought. Won’t this be a problem for us? That Breeding Center served as an outlet for our need to breed too. Hm, maybe giving Urta the full Fertility Aspect would be a wise decision, especially if she decides to be perma-preg somehow. The Womb Wards were working on separating her brood by group so they could all develop separately and possibly birth at different times.

Hm, not now, but definitely later. At least with her it wouldn’t drive her into a breeding frenzy.

“Oh? You’ve finally found your limit?” Luna asked with a predatory smile while Oberon looked on at all this in confusion as Cadence whispered into her ear.

“Yak. lots and lots of Yaks.” We told her and Luna winced with sympathy.

“That would do it. Yaks are very rough people.” Twilight nodded before nuzzling Celestia’s side and setting her down. “Well, I have work to do. Now that I’m not stuck isolating myself, this place needs some magic worked into it.” Twilight compressed her gigantic tits as she stretched her arms forward, cracking her knuckles as her horn’s pattern shimmered purple.

“Oh, right. We’ve been borrowing some of your books to get it started.” We informed our adopted daughter with a smile. Twilight smiled at this before summoning a ton of books and lists.

“I noticed the stonework was a bit too uniform to be done by hand, but I hadn’t expected you to be the one to do it. Good work mother.” Twilight winked at us with a proud grin as she levitated lists and casually leaned back, putting her sexy amazonian body on display as she hummed and began writing down her first list. “This may take a few hours.”

We blinked before feeling our magic ‘well’ deepen from a ‘sea’ to an ‘ocean’. Did Twilight just bless us?! Before We could ask, Twilight held up a shushing finger to her lips and winked again. Aw, you’re the best Twily! We’ll develop a size-change switch for you, or get it from Big Sis Ave so you can be both huge and normal as it suits you without worrying about time constraints.

“Well, no one knows godly shaping magic anymore?” Gwynevere huffed in annoyance. Huh? “You know, the magic I used to reshape knights’ ‘Stats’ and appearance?” Oh. Right. Once again VaatiVidya has proven right about a theory. No wonder Gwynevere became so much smaller and hid her ugly face away to die near her brother’s forge. “Hey! Words hurt!”

‘Than merge with us fully.’ We mentally huffed in indignation.

“No! Urta is my Heir! You were just a stand-in! Give the rest of me to her already!” Gwynevere demanded huffily before she went back to slumbering in Urta’s soul.

Ugh, damn it. Whatever. At least whenever that happens We’ll still be a demi-.

“Twilight~!” Our internal musings were interrupted when the overjoyed voice of Spike echoed into the room after he entered the dining hall with Ember and Smolder on each arm, the two women looking more than well-fucked if not bloated with eggs. “You’re looking amazing!”

“Hey Spike. You’re doing well for yourself too I see.” Twilight happily commented. “I thought you would be in the Dragonlands since you’re engaged to Ember and Smolder there. Then again, I noticed the paperwork about being engaged to Wiatr.” Twilight commented as We all gathered back at the table to keep eating breakfast. W-wait, what?! Our dragon lovers finally made the-their fingers~! The trio smirked at us and flashed their wedding bands, which promptly got hoots and welcomes from the rest of the room while We blushed and squirmed in our seat.

“I’ve actually been acting as Wiatr’s Majordomo. She doesn’t even have anything to do today thanks to me.” Spike declared proudly as he and his lovers sat at the table. Whoa! Uh, the sexual tension in here just ratcheted up to eleven! Hold on. Urta, Twilight, and Spike are all absolute studs. Hnng~! Down Sex Aspect! It’s breakfast! You can fuck off! N-not literally~!

“He’s been helping out a lot.” We said with a strained smile as our sudden ladyboner fought against our desire to not devolve breakfast into a massive orgy with so many sexy people all in one place. “Though We do need to hire one so there aren’t any issues with the Dragonlands.” Married to us now or not, they have their responsibilities elsewhere besides Unity. We need to respect their duties like how We respect Cady, Shiny and Chryssie’s duties to the Empire.

“What issues? Ever since I got the rest of the Bloodstone I’ve been able to remotely communicate with my underlings without even using phones. I have nothing to do over there right now” Ember said as she hefted her now smooth-cut red diadem-topped Bloodstone Scepter. “Commanding the Army is so much easier!”

“That’s convenient. I wish I had something like that to keep my soldiers in line.” Urta commented as she continued absorbing food through her mouth. “I want to get my normal body back, but keep all these benefits. At least I could taste better.”

“Considering you’re already a demi-goddess Urta, who says you won’t be able to shift like We do? We’re still slime even now. We just transform our biomass into solid flesh and then liquify back again.” We demonstrated by shifting between our four true forms and settling back on Cynder’s form.

“Well that’s convenient. I’ll try to practice that with Honey since she’s also a changeling and might be able to help me learn.” Urta declared with a look at the emerald changeling slime, who nodded in agreement.

“So, now that all these interruptions are over with. Do you have any business today dear?” Visilia asked us and We pursed our lips in consideration. We genuinely have the day to ourselves. Maybe it’s time to do something about all those Everlasting Dragon corpses in the burial caves. No point in leaving them there doing nothing.

“Well, if it’s alright with everyone. We’d like to go and dispose of the Everlasting Dragon corpses in the nearby caves. No point in leaving them for someone to pillage and craft dragon weapons from.” That would be dangerous if someone did so and used them against us.

“See! It worked out! Nothing is deviating!” Eris declared and Dongoruas pouted.

“How are you always right in the end but wrong at the start.” Donguas snarled.

“Time is self-fulfilling~!” Eris sing-songed from her place still sexually displayed on a platter.

“That’s enough from you two! I need you back on duty!” Hermais barked at them from above and the triplets vanished in confetti.

“We’re getting out of here before anything else interrupts.” Like Murphy. Fuck him with a rake.