Corruption of Souls

Ch.9

After draining myself, helping Daring and Cocoa get drained, then washing in the nearby creek, I got dressed in the plain red clothes Twilight provided, Daring and Cocoa doing the same. Half the damn day has been wasted on sexy shenanigans, and I’m fairly upset about it. Even as the source of the trouble was still vigorously fucking the lust-drunk goddess a distance away at her tree.

They’ve been at it for hours by now, and I’m honestly disturbed that Svartr has that much pent-up raw urges and that Harmonia has that much need for it, even pleading for Svartr to fuck her harder.

“This day...why is...I hate Corruption of Champions.” I groaned as I rubbed my head. “As a perverted game, it’s amazing, but in real life, it’s beyond ridiculous.”

“Welcome to the problems brought by Corruption, Champion.” Twilight rolled her eyes as we were gathered in a spare house filled with comfy chairs we were sitting in. “So. Now that I’ve gotten some contractors working on demolishing the castle overhead for me and some unicorn masons to work with, I’ll be able to turn this cave into a proper shrine as I’ve read up on. I’ll also give you some armor made from one of the suits that were in the castle while your partner is railing the Goddess of Balance like it’s going out of style.”

“Thanks. Svartr can probably stay thin if she wants, so I may even be able to wear the armor over her.” I chuckled. “But it will give me something to work with.”

“Good, because we still need to find out where the Lust Demons are adding Corruption into the regional aquifer.” Twilight declared as she summoned an easel with a diagram on it. “This is the Everfree’s water table, at least as much as I and intrepid geologists have managed to piece together.” Twilight summoned a pointer stick and tapped the staggeringly complicated mess of a split side-view of the Everfree going several hundred meters underground from the markings. “As you can see, the wild, untamed wilderness is an absolutely chaotic mess.”

“Tell me about it. I’ve been all over the world, and I’ve rarely seen anyplace as unique and disorderly as the Everfree.” Daring huffed from her chair next to mine. “The Everfree has only one river inlet from the north, but it branches like veins almost the instant it hits the edge, and somehow only has two outlets, one heading further south, the other east towards Horseshoe Bay.”

“It’s much like earth to me. Much of the smaller trees could be from ruins, fallen trees, game trails overtaken by the river during storms, maybe a few from aqueducts built for the castle.” I stated, remembering the castle ruins on the plateau overhead. From what I saw while being abducted it was absolutely massive and sprawling. It seemed there was also a town surrounding it at some point. Whatever cataclysmic event severed it from the rest of the forest must’ve been devastating.

“Sounds about right. What history I’ve dug up on the Everfree tells that before Discord, the forest was much tamer. I wouldn’t be surprised if his rampage left Everfree in ruins, and forced the Twin Princesses to move shop to the plateau on the Canterhorn. I mean, the castle wasn’t standalone and the west and east halves of the forest used to be more or less at the same altitude.” Daring further explained with that educated air she had.

“Discord, is he the one that took the Chaos Flame?” I asked since by name he seemed to fit.

“What? No! The Chaos Flame is still running rampant in the depths of the world, the Chaos Demons still running roughshod over their own petty territorial feudal wars. Discord did inherit the Soul of Chaos, however. The Chaos Flame has become its own entity over time.” Daring added, which got me to scratch my head.

“What about the Profaned Flame?” I asked as the two blinked. “You know? The flame that Never Goes Out?” At this, they made an O-face of realization.

“Oh, that flame. The Profaned Flame isn’t as ‘profane’ as people once believed. All that’s special about it is that it doesn’t need fuel to burn, and it doesn’t actually spread beyond a ritual-blessed sconce for more than a few moments. It’s why it is considered to be a treasure rather than a source of power. Most castles these days purchase ever-burning sconces for their lighting.” Twilight giggled at the idea of using an eternal flame for mere lighting, and I joined her a bit.

“Heh, heh. Huh, I thought it was also a weapon?” I questioned because I’ve seen the stats for the Gargoyle Flame Spear/Lance and the Gargoyle Flame Hammer/Torch from DS3. Beasts. I never got one to drop, for some impossible RNG bullshit. I gave up after a few hours of running that grind.

“I suppose strength junkies like buff Undead and other naturally or supernaturally strong people could use Profaned weapons sturdy enough to not lose the enchantment from a few strikes.” Twilight mused, and Daring grinned as she crossed her arms under her bust.

“Yep, it was. Mostly it was only used by golems and other artificial guardians, but when liberated from them, they were used quite a lot by very strong Undead in the Third era.” Daring lectured, and Twilight hummed as she magically summoned her tablet to make some notes.

“Anyway, a factory full of beings being fucked by machines for corrupted Fluids would be the source of the taint,” I told them. “Or it’s being carted here.”

“Considering we haven’t seen any hints of large scale movements, then that factory is the most likely source. It would’ve taken a very long time, but they could have moved under the cover of night, in small groups, and set up such a thing. It would also explain how there are so many Corruption Demons here if an imp with a gyrocopter could even be here to abduct you.” Twilight considered and looked at the diagram of the forest’s water table. “But that also doesn’t make sense. To Corrupt the whole local water system would take an absurd amount of excretion, but there are no large structures in the forest aside from the castle, and I checked there.”

“Any ideas Daring?” I asked my history and geography savvy lover, who hummed and looked at the diagram a bit closer.

“Here. Is this a cave system?” Daring asked of Twilight as she pointed to voids in the dissected map.

“Yes. Geological scans have voids where no continuous matter meet. There’s a surprisingly complex cave system under the Everfree, some bits so large, like here, I suspect are only hidden from the surface by the thick tangled roots of some of the more invasive trees with widespread surface-level roots.” Twilight pointed at a gap in the overhead map above the side-view of the ground which did have missing spots.

“How close is that to a major spring feeding the rivers around Harmonia?” I questioned, and Twilight quickly traced out that the largest gap was barely a mile north from here, near the main river bisecting the forest, and I felt a feral grin split my face. “That’s gotta, be it! Think the tunnels had been a sewer system or even something like Izalith’s underground highways?” I asked, wanting all my facts.

“No, not around there. The castle’s town stretched westward but considering that is possibly a natural cave system and could easily have been overlooked, that might be where the Corruption is coming from. I say we investigate, but first, to address more immediate concerns.” Twilight then glared at me. “You’ve been irresponsible. You’ve gotten yourself and three other females pregnant in the span of two days. I’m afraid I’m going to have to bring in someone to at least make sure you are able to go exploring and fighting without worrying about your kits.”

“W-what do you mean by that?” I fretted, placing my hands over my flat tummy in fear for my unborn kits.

“Nothing that severe. She should be here soon enough.” Twilight huffed with an embarrassed blush. “I’m not experienced in these matters like she is.”

“I should hope not.” Came a humming motherly voice, and I perked up at the pure white mare who practically filled the doorway, feeling tiny even with her just ducking into the small building. She was easily 10 feet tall. Had tits the size of basketballs. Hips wide enough they brushed the sides of the door. Thighs thick and muscled enough to crush a man’s head like an egg. She was also statuesque, muscled just enough to give her curves a contrast, and flaunted it all with an elegant red gown that was functional as well as alluring with its thigh-length skirts and plunging neckline, accented with golden filigree. “You’re far too young to be considering foals Twilight.”

Wh-who is she? I...I feel incredibly Happy yet also immensely Sad at the beautiful, regal, sexy, and clearly powerful mare’s presence. It felt like I Knew her. Personally and deeply. But, that can’t be. I’ve never met her! I don’t even know her name!

“P-Princess Celestia!” Twilight blushed as her superior grinned playfully while she closed the door on the continued wails of pleasure from the pent-up goddess outside. The way her magenta eyes shone slightly with Light and her powerful presence told me she had to be the successor to Gwyn, and maybe Gwynevere with a body like that. “I only called you a short while ago!”

“Do you consider this a light enough matter that I would not give it my prompt attention?” Celestia quirked a brow down at her student, who sputtered nervous platitudes until the Goddess held up her hand to forestall further groveling. “None of that. Now, I understand that you are the poor soul who has been Cursed several times over?” She asked of me.

“Um, I thought I was just cursed the one time.” I held open my mouth as I jiggled my Way of White collar, showing her my Darksign under my tongue, to which she hummed as she leaned in to look closer, giving me an incredible view of her valley of cleavage. I fought down the urge to dive in and motorboat those glorious-.

“That is indeed a unique Darksign. But I refer to the fact you are an Undead, who is Displaced, who is Prophesied for a Quest, and who is also Permanently Corrupted in a fashion. If that isn’t Cursed many times over, I do not know what is.” Celestia layered atop me like each situation was a boulder on my shoulder, reminding me of all the unfortunate circumstances that have led to my current state, and situation.

“Well, when you put it that way…” I whined, feebly hugging my floofy tails to my body while hugging myself with my tails. I can hug myself twice over! Squee~! “Kinda hard to be upset though. I mean, this isn’t all bad.” Celestia apparently liked my answer if her warm smile meant anything.

“That is a good attitude to have. Now then, unfortunately, I must get to business. My sister is still asleep and I don’t trust the nobles to not burn Canterlot to the ground while I’m away like they’re irresponsible teenagers.” Celestia declared, getting on her knees and leaning further still to be eye-level with me as Twilight moved Daring and Cocoa away along with the chairs besides mine. “This will feel quite good. I ask that you be professional and not try to molest me.” Celestia then smirked playfully. “Not that I would mind, but I still have a court to get back to.”

“O-okay?” I asked in confusion until she reached her hands out, her wings flared, and her horn began to shine golden with the very essence of Light, and she touched my stomach-. “HOLY SHIT~!” I screeched in ecstasy. Her very touch was like my stomach had suddenly become a giant clitoris. I gasped, panted, and thrust into the air against her gentle pressure on my abdomen as I popped a boner that tented my pants while my cunny gushed lube into the crotch of said pants from my sudden female orgasm. “What’re you doing~?!”

“Helping you.” Celestia cheekily smirked as I writhed against her immovable yet gentle hands, even trying to reach out to her as my tits swelled even further, tearing my shirt in half as milk practically gushed from my nipples as I surged into I-cup territory. “Ah-ah~. No touchback.” A silky barrier stopped my gushing fluids and attempts to grope her breasts, and I whined as I tried the same with my longer, stronger tail hands, only to give up and bring a breast up to my lips, sucking desperately as I used my free hand to jack off in my pants. It was when I did this I noticed my belly was rapidly growing!

“W-what~?!” I drunkenly slurred before going back to drinking my delicious chest nectar, watching my gut swell into a dome, and then start to bulge into a proper orb, pressing down on my lap and forcing me to spread my legs. “Oh~! How many~?!” I realized what was happening. Princess Celestia was accelerating my pregnancy so I could birth my kits and get to work.

“Considering your size and you should only be through the first month of a standard two-plus month gestation period for a canine species. I’d say approximately a litter of four.” Twilight clinically stated from the side as she took notes of her superior’s spellwork or something.

“F-four~?!” I practically orgasmed at hearing the number alone. For some reason, just thinking of carrying the lives of so many at once cranked my arousal to 11. Holy shit do I have a pregnancy fetish! I suckled harder, milking myself faster as my belly swelled large enough on my petite 4’9” frame to eclipse all my other features. Soon enough, however, Celestia’s magic hands left my enormous belly, and I groaned in pain as I felt it tighten, and my vagina clenched, gushing a wash of fluids besides my cum, and my eyes shot wide. “I’m giving birth~!”

“Cocoa amazed! Not even broodmares breed so quickly!” Cocoa declared excitedly as she and Daring rushed to me, moving me into a slight recline in the chair, holding my legs to the side as Celestia calmly watched my groin, even moving my balls up out of the way with her magic.

“Twilight, you know...that most of the...fuck! Pregnancies were not by my damn choice? Daring was, and Cocoa...well I’m happy about that.” I huffed. “But Starlight and myself were all Svartr!”

“Even so, the fact you were irresponsible enough to wear a Black Knight without severing individual pieces of the armor first is all on you, and Svartr wouldn’t even be here if you did.” Twilight logically countered, and I whined with tears in my eyes as I beared down and pushed on my litter with muscles I never had as a man. “Breathe! What do they teach Humans?”

“To go fuck yourself!” I snapped, grunting, and then keening as I pushed again. “Isn’t there a magic painkiller or something?!” I may be Undead, but not even dying hurts this much! “FUCK! This is why my sister always told me to just suck up the pain!” I growled as I pushed again. I think the contractions are getting stronger.

“Willow. Look at me.” Daring ordered, and blinking through the tears, I looked to Daring and stared into her dark purple eyes. “You’ll be fine. The kits will be fine. Breath. Relax as much as you can. Push.” At her order, I did so. I breathed deeply and smoothly. I relaxed all the muscles I could, and then, I pushed with a contraction, and my belly shifted downward all at once!

“GRAH!” I roared and felt a body pushed through me with each contraction. I repeated several times, my vagina feeling like I was squeezing a damn football through it. Soon though, I was rewarded with a keening wail, and my heart raced, my pain eased, and my bloated bosom ached with the need to feed my baby. “G-gimme!” I reached down towards Celestia, who despite being covered in afterbirth and some blood, looked completely at home acting as a midwife. So much for her keeping presentable for court, teasing meanie!

“Congratulations. It’s a herm.” Celestia cooed at my newborn baby as she lifted the Red, Blue, Brown, and Grey striped kit up to my arms, and I shushed the crying girl as I put her to my bosom, where she snuggled for comfort and slowly quieted down.

“Gah!” I cried out after a few minutes as the contractions started again. I whined as I repeated my birthing of my firstborn. Each was the same, a four-colored fox/wolf kit with all my features and I’m guessing Svartr’s features with the grey wolf bits. By the time I finally finished, I was laid on a transmuted bed made from all the chairs, my new babies fighting each other playfully and sucking my nipples hungrily as I tiredly rested. I suffered for this. But looking at them now...I think it was worth it. An odd unnoticed emptiness in my heart seemed to be filled by them a bit.

“I need a babysitter now,” I grumbled as I pet them, still knowing my duty would have to come first for a while, even if I regretted having to leave them for any amount of time.

“Cocoa will care for Mistress’ pups! Need practice for own pups.” Cocoa declared eagerly as she patted her flat tummy, but then squeezed her D-cup bosom in concern. “But not have milk. How will feed pups? Not want to risk using Corrupt LaBova to make milk though. Don’t want to be minotaur.”

“There’s plenty of spells to trigger lactation.” Celestia casually poked Cocoa’s chest, and my pet/slave/lover yelped as her D-cups jumped a few sizes to F, her nipples darkening her shirt. “There, that should be enough until your own lactation takes over.”

“Thank you so much, Princess.” Twilight bowed slightly, her notepad and pen still jotting down notes. “With this, Willow can finally get to her quest.”

“Yeah. I tried to this morning and the armor wanted babies.” I grumbled as my pups finished drinking me down to a reasonable CC-cup before being burped by Daring. “At this rate, I’d better level my Strength since my tits keep wanting to grow.” I sat up, my pups tuckered out and snoozing about. I really, really just wanted to snuggle them, curl around them. Bond. “Can I…?”

“Today’s gone anyway, you might as well actually let your newborns bond to their mother.” Twilight scoffed as if the idea of denying such a thing was ridiculous. “Go. Cuddle them. Sleep. The rest of you; OUT!” Twilight declared imperiously, and everyone save her and Celestia practically sprinted out the door. “You will wake up alone. Get Cocoa to watch your babies, then go and damn well deal with the Corruption!”

“Okay, talk to them about the morning crap. That wasn’t my plan.” I chuckled as I snuggled my babies.

“Amorous lovers are quite difficult to keep at bay Twilight. Then again, while you are too young for foals, when are you going to finally ask that Flash Sentry stallion out on a date? You’ve already had him transferred to your personal guard and everything. Everyone sees it.” Celestia smirked as her understudy flushed up to her ears at the mention of the stallion.

“I’ll go on a date with you if you don’t,” I told her with a purr. “Or take him for myself.” I teased.

“I’m a Princess! I have far too much to do to have any personal time beyond my friends as it stands! A coltfriend would take so much of my time it might even ruin the relationships I have!” Twilight defended frantically.

“I’m literally the one having to keep the end at bay or bring it to fruition. I have two lovers...three lovers and kids. You have part of a country.” I told her flatly, to which she snorted.

“Yes, and how many platonic relationships to manage? Oh, and how’s that quest going you started yesterday?” Twilight sarcastically demanded of me, and I wilted.

“That’s low…” I huffed, and snuggled my babies to my belly and chest, my tails wrapping over us like a natural blanket. “Whatever, I have more important things to do than remind you how superior you are to me, Princess.”

“Th-that’s not what I-.”

“Twilight.” Celestia’s tone was so stern that if it was aimed at me, I would’ve flinched. “I think we need to have a talk.” Scratch stern, it was practically glacial. There was no further discussion as they left me with my pups, and I closed my eyes. Relishing in the scents of my litter and quickly succumbing to the bliss that was sleep.