Corruption of Souls

Ch.95

We woke up, groggily blinking in a pile of our wives and Visi. At some point Svartr left Lilian with a guardsman trainer, ran back here, pulled the rest of the others back, then We melded together for one big incredible orgy together. Unfortunately, Urta didn’t get home last night for some reason, but it was still great.

“Ugh...damn it Cynder.” We groaned in a mixture of exasperation and pleasure since our white belly took up most of the bed and rose up into the air. We were full of changeling slime and love nectar, as well as cum from both Cocoa and Honey that We unintentionally lumped into our womb when fusing back together. We couldn’t sense more babies, thank gosh. If We just keep going on like this We’ll end up perma-preg like Urta, but We don’t want that. We need breaks.

“Worth it!” Cynder moaned as Pharos warily entered the room, looking worried. “Oh our love puppy is back!”

“Sorry boy. We didn’t know Cocoa could get territorial like that.” Especially since she’s always been so open before. Maybe she feels threatened if any more people have a share of our time? Or is it specifically a dog thing? “Come on up boy, there’s not much room, but you can get at the foot of the bed at least.”

“Arrr.” He whined and looked at Cocoa before doing as asked. He nuzzled our thigh before he licked our belly. Whoa, we can smell him being turned on still.

“Um...boy? Getting a little-close~.” We squeaked when he lapped at our still soaking wet cunny. “Boy, cut it-out~.” We squeaked quietly as he shoved his head into us. We quietly groaned, biting our lip and nervously eyeing our sleeping lovers as our cunt began hungrily pulling him in. “No~.” We shamefully orgasmed as We unbirthed our downsized Gigafox.

He wiggled and kicked as he was pulled in, his front legs quickly pulled in his abdomen. We heard him whimper before feeling him hump our inner walls. Fuck, We’re unbirthing him and he’s still trying to fuck us! Our belly didn’t even swell as We pulled him into the womb. Hopefully he wouldn’t hurt any-.

We took in a harsh breath as a pulse echoed out from our belly. “Oh no! Eris! Eris wake up!” We shouted, snapping our lovers awake too while our belly rapidly surged in size. “Eris, teleport us somewhere open!” We pleaded. Eris blinked and gave a groggy snap of her fingers.

We suddenly found ourselves crashing growing-belly-first into an empty canyon in some lush mountain range, our rapidly advancing fecundity blocking up the small stream running at the bottom as our white-furred breasts rapidly filled with milk and blocked our view while our limbs began to be absorbed by our rapidly inflating body-encompassing womb.

“Where did she send us?!” We didn’t hear anyone around as our body grew. “Oh shit, shit!” We shouted when our massiveness rapidly eclipsed any of our previous sizes, even when We were an immobile Ancient Dragon in a lake of spooge. “Whoa! Whoa!” We yelped when our round body started rolling down the slight slope as water built up behind us. We were stalled by our gargantuan breasts for only a moment before our body began absorbing them too and We began to pick up speed.

“What happened?!” Daring asked since our body absorbed everything in its growth, even our horned rodent head and breasts as We rolled down the mountain pass in increasing speed.

“We unbirthed a fucking Gigafox that’s what!” Svartr screamed in terror before We ramped off the waterfall at the end, mentally screaming since We had no head while We plummeted towards the gigantic lake nestled between lush green mountains.

“Just birth him!” Cynder wailed before We crashed into the lake, sending a small tsunami to splash up against the mountains. Our girth was already so vast We bounced off the lakebed a bit and settled, but We were still rapidly swelling up and more and more of us was appearing above the surface of the lake.

“How?!” The rest of us demanded in terror, before a stabbing pain We’ve never experienced began at the relative area of our ball body between our cunt and our navel. “No~!” We wailed in terror, only just now turning into slime to-.

*BLOOSH*

(<3)

We blinked and sat up in bewilderment. There were two bemused slimes that looked like Lilian, but in different colors, soothing Hunter and Berserker’s pups as they looked at us in concern. “Are you okay?” The silver dracofox herm asked before two of Hunter’s pups latched onto our nipples once she presented them to our chest. We quickly cradled them in a mixture of shock and relief.

“We? Are you okay?!” We panicked, looking them all over, noting how our other slime daughter was gold. They both already looked like Lilian, a blend of the Horned Rat and horse-dicked vixen. It seems although Hermais got Lilian out early due to mental awareness, she would’ve finished her physical changes before coming out if he’d let her finish baking.

“I don’t know, but when there are crying babies, a passed out mother and a giant 100 foot-tall green fox demanding you stay put as he goes somewhere, you do it.” Goldie said with a shiver, her trio of fox tails shivering for longer than the rest of her.

“We’re so sorry sweeties. Come here.” We whined and implored they hug us. The two Reborn slime sisters didn’t need much prompting to slither up to us and snuggle our sides while still supporting Berserker’s pups. They even wordlessly switched off with the two pups at our chest when Hunter’s little darlings finished feeding.

They were surprised when We turned to slime, but remained our Skaven coloration to cradle the pups in our goo and insistently pressed their mouths to our tits, though they thankfully complied and suckled from us. As they drank, We explained their new lineage, who We were, our mission and what they were now. All said, they took it easier than Lilian.

“Sorry about your new fama not being here thanks to our carelessness.” We mewled at our new daughters who gently rubbed our shoulders comfortingly.

“It’s not like you could’ve planned this fiasco.” Goldie insisted and then hefted up a fluorescent golden breast with consideration in her expression and glowing turquoise Argent Eyes.

“Well, with that all said, who were you and what era were you in before you became our new daughters?” We requested curiously as We pet the snoozing dracowolf pups on our mound of warm goo, which made a convenient bed for pups since We could morph it about.

“I was a painter in my old life from the Era of Dark.” Silver told us with a sigh as she pet her flourescent silver tails. “In the Dark there wasn’t much you could do, but when you were close enough to something to see it from the ambient Light all living or unliving creatures emitted, paintings were so strikingly beautiful against the bland nothingness of the Dark.”

“I was a soldier in the Age of Fire. I was made into a Ring Knight by that ass Gwyn. Those times are all a blur to me after I was Branded with the Ring, so I can’t tell you much.” Goldie shrugged and smiled warmly at us. “Thank you. For freeing me.”

“Ah, well. Like We explained, you were annihilated by Argent in some form or possibly just had your souls subsumed by it. Thank whatever put you down.” We uneasily said to her, thankful that both of them didn’t seem put-off by the idea they’d genuinely died despite being Undead at the times of their destruction.

“So, we’re gods like you?” Goldie asked with unease in her tone. Considering she was consigned to an existence as a rampaging Hollow Shell by Gwyn, it made sense she’d have an issue with being a god.

“Well, no. You’re godkin, or demigods. We’re a god like a few of our wives and mates, but not all of them are gods.” We insisted in the hopes they wouldn’t think of themselves as too different from normal people. They have the potential to lead somewhat normal lives now. They don’t have to be sucked into the insanity that is the affairs of divinity.

“Well that’s nice. I don’t think I could cope with that kind of craziness.” Silver breathed out a sigh of relief. “I’m just a painter after all. Now then, would you have any idea where we are?”

“First names, please?” We asked our new daughters, since they still hadn’t told us.

“Mirage.” Silver replied sheepishly at forgetting to say when asked before.

“Lukus.” Goldie answered promptly with a blush, likely having forgotten she wasn’t a soldier anymore and she still has a name.

“Good names.” We praised them and hugged them before going back to cooing over our pups.

“It’s a good thing these little cuties had us around or they’d be shivering and hungry.” Mirage joined us in cooing over the cute infants while Lukus was visibly uneasy with getting too close now that she wasn’t needed for holding a baby. Ah, one of those nervous types when it comes to children. All afraid of how to hold them, how to do anything. Cute.

“Now, what about your Daddies?” We cooed to our young pups before looking around the mountains ringing the lake basin. “We’re somewhere in a mountain range and We think Pharos is looking for help or food.”

“Could they find us?” Lukus asked with concern, seeming about ready to rush off in a single direction to see if she could find us civilization.

“Maybe, but they’re in Tartarus at war and our other mates were asleep, though We think We woke them in our panic.” We replied with our ears and trio of tails wilted as We encompassed our pups below the neck in our body-warm slime like a combination bed and blanket.

“So they may not know where we are?” Mirage whined in worry as she still hovered over the pups.

“Yes, so we may have to wait for Pharos.” We bemoaned, since the giant fox would be the best bet for finding civilization with how huge he was. He’d be able to cross distances that would be considered vast as if they were an afternoon run.

“Oh, great.” Lukus sighed before she began gathering stones from the shore of the lake and started setting them up away from the water. “Then we’d better set up shelter. Mirage, look for-.”

“Arroo.” Pharos howled when he entered the massive lake basin from between some mountains nearby. The utterly gigantic green fox that was now easily as big as a massive battleship rapidly approached and then dropped some wild deer he brought on some clear ground away from the stones Lukus had just started setting up.

“Did you find out where we are boy?” We asked him even though We wouldn’t understand him. He barked and We sighed as he nudged the carcass our way. “Mirage, go get some firewood. Lukus, you clean the meat.” We ordered before fussing over our pups some more.

“Western Mountains.” A rich baritone voice that made our fur stand on end and send a shiver down our spines declared, so We turned to the source to see that in Pharos’ place was suddenly an eleven foot tall anthro green fox male that was ripped. Not as much as Urta, but he rivaled most of the Doom Marines. Also, his balls, oh~ those hefty coconuts looked delectable. “Good to see you awake!”

“Pharos?” We asked in shock.

“The very same. I suppose I have adapted my body thanks to your womb.” Pharos patted his body down with a grin. “It’s so odd though. To be able to take a form with only two legs, to speak the same language.”

“We can guess.” We commented while having trouble looking away from the cum orbs easily eye-level with most people when standing. Looking at our new slime daughters, they also clearly had trouble looking above his pelvis. “You don’t feel like our son though.” We commented in bemusement.

“My blood stopped that. Anyhow, I got us some food.” Pharos unhelpfully replied as he reached into his bushy tail and pulled out a couple more feral deer from his inventory. Mirage fumbled with the firewood she’d gathered from around our impromptu camping spot at how he just accessed his inventory without wearing even a loincloth for the access.

“Wait, how?” We were confused since that shouldn’t be possible with what We know.

“Maybe it’s from me popping you like an overfilled berry, or the fact the Wolfblood adapts more than actually changes.” Pharos again unhelpfully explained while he began to tear apart the hunted game with his bare hands. Seeing as how he took over there, Lukus went back to gathering stones and mud and packing together four walls for a shelter.

“But you’re a fox.” We bluntly pointed out as Mirage used magic We were unfamiliar with to throw a tiny fireball into the sticks she’d gathered to start a fire. It’s a shame We don’t have the materials to make a Bonfire with us. We haven’t replenished those since the last one.

“Since Sif, those with Wolf’s blood seemed to adapt more than change what they are. Though the Dark is still a different story for us. After all, despite my Wolfblood I’m adamantly a fox, as are others who share my branch of her bloodline. Something caused us to Adapt long ago.” Pharos clarified much more usefully this time as he helped prepare spits for Mirage to cook the meat over the fire.

“Alright, soon we’ll have food.” Mirage said as she stabbed a spit with a hunk of red venison dripping over the surprisingly strong fire.

“Shelter too.” Lukus announced and We looked in surprise at the sight of a short stone-daub walled hut that had the floor dug down into the dirt a bit inward from the wall and Lukus was already propping up large sticks as a frame for a roof that a nearby grass pile was likely to fill in.

“Well, we shouldn’t stay here too long. Let’s eat and rest for the night, then we’ll start heading east. If we’re anywhere on the main continent, civilization tends to be east. If we hit the ocean, then we can follow the shore either north or south to eventually reach a city or town.” We declared and got agreements from everyone.

“It’s okay. Huts like this are easy to make.” Lukus declared, as if single-handedly building something that would last more than a few months in a couple of hours was nothing.

(<3)

The next day we hiked continuously east. Pharos was too big in his full form to both carry us and traverse these mountains safely, so he was stuck walking with us. He was forced to remain nude, much to the joy of us ladies, but we were all clad in spare jeans and blouses We kept in our inventory for clothing emergencies.

Now, usually We’d have forgone the pants since slime locomotion mounds are much more speedy and clingy to surfaces, but our pups didn’t like such quick movement and our Reborn daughters weren’t used to moving like that. So legs in pants it was.

The whole day passed in pleasant if tense company with little in the way of meaningful conversation. It was mostly us answering questions about the modern era as well as telling them stories about our exploits and vice-versa. Daring was absolutely ravenous for first-person input of the past for obvious reasons, so Lukus especially got to answer plenty of questions.

Eventually we reached a cave to make camp in as the sun was nearing the horizon behind us. We groaned when We laid down with the pups. At least we’re going the right way. We’ve found signs of the Sand Witch Coven considering how amazingly lush the region was along with the small shrines with our sexy self on them near the fonts of mountain springs. “At least we’re on the right track.” We groaned before unbuttoning our blouse to feed the hungry pups again while Lukus and Mirage sat down next to us, holding two of the pups as the two We carried suckled.

“Aroo! Aroo!” The ones We couldn’t feed yet whined while Pharos morphed seamlessly back to his Feral body and curled up protectively at the cave entrance, his body nearly sealed the entrance, but left open enough for air to breathe. This would keep us warm from the cold night.

“The big guy is a really impressive werebeast.” Lukus commented with a bit of awe while she gently bounced the pup in her arms to keep him calm. She was so damn nervous before, but it’s good to see holding a pup all day has helped her confidence with a child.

“He wasn’t always like that, but yes he is.” We couldn’t agree more at this fact considering We’ve never seen a werebeast in person. This will be awkward when We get home. He’s clearly sapient along with able to be anthro, along with sinfully sexy. Treating him like a pet will feel so weird. “Soon enough we should see civilization out in those rolling hills and valleys of verdant grass. Failing that, hopefully one of our fiance’s Ghost squads will find us.”

“Really? How would they find us here?” Mirage asked curiously, gesturing at the shallow yet gaping cavern that was just one of so many like it in the freshly green mountain range. Pharos being green wouldn’t help in that regard unless they’re using thermal scanning, which We wouldn’t put past our lovers to use.

“They have their ways. We suggest having dinner and sleeping before continuing east. We’ll get the-.”

“Hey, big guy. You did good, but the cavalry’s here.” We heard through Pharos’ body outside and the Gigafox promptly got up and moved out of the way to reveal a Ghost in full padded stealth Night Sentinel armor. “Ma’am, may I ask how you ended up here? All the higher-ups told us was to scan for you everywhere.”

“It’s embarrassing and complicated. How many of you are here?” We questioned while We swapped the now-sated pups for the two fussy hungry ones held by Lukus and Mirage.

“Enough.” He answered as more of his comrades came in. “We have transport coming in to take you all to Tel’Fyr since it’s the closest. You’re fairly close to it too, it’s over the next mountain eastward where the old fort is built into the cliffs.” Oh~! The big one that was actually prepared for us! It was such a slaughter! Good times, good times.

“Thank you. As for how we all ended up out here; Pharos got in our womb, We panicked, We asked Eris to Get us outside and she sent us into the open out here since she was barely awake after she was fucked silly by Cocoa. Then We popped after turning into slime since We couldn’t hold Pharos in us. Thankfully these little guys are alright including the Reborn Skaven Slimes from Urta.” This reminds us that We need to find and talk to Urta. We didn’t even get to tell her about Lilian either! She was gone the whole day! That’s it, We’re going to demand she stay home for a day at least.

All of the Night Sentinels slowly turned towards Pharos, who whined as they stared at him.

“If anything were to happen to our Lords’ pups, we’d cut your balls off.” One of them threatened, making Pharos tuck his tail between his legs and whimper.

“They’re fine, I made sure of it.” Pharos told them, which made them pause for a moment.

“He can talk and turn anthro now. He also got these two to help the pups while he got food.” We told them as We pointed to the silver and gold Skaven Slimes.

“...My threat still stands.” The Night Sentinel stated.

“Well, please don’t castrate my friend. It’s unnecessary.” We sighed. We stood up and checked over the pups again. “They’re all healthy and very active too. There is no harm to them.”

“How long until the carriage is here?” Lukus asked, showing her age in thinking the Night Sentinels would be using a carriage after We’d already waxed poetic about this era. In fact, in a cosmic act of poetic timing, the second she finished speaking was when we heard the rumbling sound of the transport arriving. It was a Heavily Armoured Hover Troop Transport, or HAHTT.

“Right now.” The Ghost said humorlessly, likely offended at the idea of them using carriages. “Let’s get you lot on board.” Opening up the back doors, they herded us inside with Pharos the last one to jump in after downsizing. The Night Sentinels didn’t hop in with us when they closed the doors and the HAHTT started moving.

“Okay, now we can finally relax.” We sighed before leaning back to rest with a Sentinel coming back from the cockpit and buckling us in, even providing baby seats for the pups. With the knowledge we were all safe and in good hands, We closed our eyes in exhaustion...then wondered what the fuck happened to our Navel Pearl for it to fail...ugh, damn it Cynder, don’t ever take it out again!