Corruption of Souls

Ch.97

“It’ll be alright. I have the whole Equestrian military on high alert and looking for any trace of Urta and these hooligans.” Luna declared comfortingly to us in the throne room of Canterlot. By the time We got home and called the princesses, all of them, it was night, so We decided to catch up with our beloved moon booty princess while Hunter went back on the prowl to find the UAC. Which had disappeared oh-so-conveniently shortly after the botched dairy farm raids.

Berserker went to find King Hydrax and beat the living shit out of him, since this was technically his fault for letting the local population gather their technology and experiment with Argent and have free access to the Helix Stone. We all know what happened the last time a corporation got their hands on all of those things at once.

Also, the rest of our wives were absolutely beside themselves with distress over Urta being kidnapped and blamed themselves for not realizing her absences were getting longer than reasonable and especially that this latest period of being gone for over a day was especially beyond the pale. We’re in a worse state however, so We decided to spend time with someone We rarely get to while our other wives cried and comforted each other in their sleep.

“We know and appreciate it Lulu, but all of us should’ve noticed something was up. The R&D team didn’t even notice anything amiss, even though a few of the doctors working on her were said to be upset about you and Tia denying their research requests. Those doctors are still accounted for and incredibly incensed about the research they do have permission for now being delayed, so something else must be up.” We did consider them, but they were not acting any differently than reported was normal for them.

“Could it be related to those Six that disappeared early on?” Lulu questioned, clearly referencing the scientist traitors that were corrupted by the whispers of Hell and betrayed us all.

“No. If it was them, then Urta would already be in Hell’s hands and We can’t…” We couldn’t fathom it. What those monsters would do to our beloved wife. Likely twist her like they did the Wraiths and butcher her into a macabre altar eternally pouring forth her Argent.

“If they did have her, we would have Hell knocking at our front doors already.” Luna grumbled and looked up at the high stained glass window of her and Tia framing the moon and sun respectively. “Argent is indeed a powerful substance. It is the only way they could have possibly had the power to magically relocate all of those materials. The unicorns working with Urta already proved that Argent is basically ‘liquid magic’ in many ways.”

“Oh. Great. Typical. We have a Magic Soul, Urta has a Magic Body. We’re made for each other!” We declared, our voice cracking, on the verge of breaking into sobs. Thankfully Luna got out of her throne and hugged us to her bosom, which was easy when the amazonian mare was tall enough her breasts were head-height to us.

“Should we adjourn court for the night Mistress?” Politely questioned one of the advisors in the stands, all of them looking uncomfortable and pitying at the display We were making of ourselves.

“That would be best.” Luna replied, which allowed the dozen or so unicorns to file out of the throne room. “Come along dear heart. I will ease your pain and guide you into the bliss of sleep.”

“Thank you Luna.” We said when she nuzzled and kissed us after picking us up in a bridal carry.

“It is the least I can do for my wife. This ring isn’t just a symbol of my affection for you. Let me ease your emotional burden since I’ve done all I can to help resolve what is causing it.” Luna commented as she nuzzled us and snorted when she rubbed her snout against our collar. “I can’t believe you’re still wearing this thing.”

“We like our Curse Collar…” We mewled in protest with a blush on our white cheeks. Willow didn’t feel right if she didn’t have her Undead status declared proudly, so the rest of us easily accepted the heavy yet comfortable metal collar on our neck. It helped that it wasn’t the only one We had, they varied in designs these days. This one had the story of a doom-driven hero running around it in symbolic imagery for instance.

“I do as well. It makes you look so subservient, my pet.” Luna purred and We felt both greatly aroused yet irritated at the affectionate ironically ‘pet’ name.

“Half of us don’t like to fully sub much Lulu.” We admitted with a bit of concern that this might drive a wedge in our sexual relationship, but Luna smothered that worry with a gentle kiss on our lips.

“I have plenty of pets love, but I only have one pet.” Luna declared and our mixed feelings on the matter were buried under snuggly contentment at her words. “Now then, let us rest.” We blinked at Luna’s words and realized she’d carried us all the way to her bedchambers. Luna gently laid us down on her bed and snapped her fingers, causing us to yelp when our magic dress was replaced with an even sexier see-thru purple nightie and panties which matched her own that she’d swapped her own dress out with too.

“Luna.” We said with surprise when she crawled onto the bed next to us and kissed us tenderly with a hand on our waist.

“You are in no state for pleasure right now. Burying pain with pleasure isn’t quite healthy. I could use a night off, so I hope you don’t mind if I join you.” Luna summoned her blankets from the foot of the bed and magically tucked us in together with her snuggling against us.

“Mm, so comfy…” We sighed in relaxation and nuzzled our wife-

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-We blinked and sat up in the beach chair We were dozing in, clad in a skimpy bikini top that only covered our areola and a thong that did the absolute minimum in covering our vagina. “Here again?” We questioned with a bemused look out at the empty beach that was pleasantly hot here in the shade of a large parasol.

“What? I love the beach.” Luna playfully giggled from next to us and We turned to see she was wearing the same as us, but also had sunglasses and a margarita in both hands with one held out to us.

“Oh, guests.” The fragment of William rose from the sand, the vulpine skull somehow managing to look pleased. “It’s so nice to see you again Wiatr. Being stuck in the background all the time is so boring.”

“Sorry William.” We apologized as We accepted Luna’s offered margarita and took a sip of the straw. “We don’t exactly know how to commune with you.”

“So you’re William?” Luna asked as she swirled up the sand around him with her powers and suddenly he had a glass body that looked like a male copy of Willow, the twin tails with fluffy hands too.

“Slightly off dear.” William chuckled before his fire reshaped the glass body into Willow’s first body, lanky and emaciated. “Current setting is this right now, Willow is going through another base change so the setting for a State Reset, though I’m the one going through it.” He dumped on us as he approached and sat in a glass lounge chair that rose from the sand next to us.

“Oh no! Willow is losing the last bit of her past?!” We fretted, the three of us not Willow actually more worried than the vixen herself. She was just surprised it hadn’t happened already.

“What? No, she’s getting them unlocked. She’ll have more control over her ‘Save File’ and won’t need me. I don’t know what will happen to me, but I’m sure I won’t be able to stay here.” William replied and gestured towards the female glass body’s lower stomach before an inner light of what had to be Argent began to shine. “Our union with Urta in marriage and Aspect has caused something within us to spark. Especially with Willow’s Magic Soul.”

“Ah, that does make some sense. Hopefully Urta won’t fuse with Wiatr into the whole. That would cause all sorts of issues.” Luna commented with concern and We vehemently disliked the idea.

We love Urta as Urta. We don’t want her to change. To be perfectly frank, while all of our wives are dear to our heart and to lose any of them would break us for a long time, We think losing Urta would positively destroy us. From that impassioned tryst in Tel’Adre to every moment with her since has been wonderful in ways hard to describe.

Cadence described it as having found our Soul Mate.

Love can have more than two people, but there can only be two people, or in our weird case of five people, that are so absolutely perfect for each other that their very souls synchronize.

Cadence has this with Shining, so she knows what she’s talking about. Luna had that with Alucard but he’s...We’re shocked she was able to recover from the despair that kept her bedridden while waiting for us to recover from our own soul-deep issues. At least We were there to soothe the agony and give her someone to Love.

“So you don’t know what will happen to you?” Luna asked William while We were too busy with melancholic reflection of the fact our Soul Mate is in danger as he twiddled his thumbs.

“Nope, might fully merge, might just still be back here. Willow is almost done too, maybe two minutes.” William shrugged and We joined him.

“Meh, whatever.” We sipped our margarita and looked at the beautiful sunset that suddenly began. “It’s not like We’ll be any different.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Luna grimly intoned before sipping her own margarita and a shimmer ran over our head as the sun rapidly set into a cool, beautiful moonlit night as blankets appeared over us and the margaritas were replaced with hot cocoa.

“No need to be so-oo~...” We just felt something happen.

SNAP

We were suddenly sitting in the middle of a battlefield, guts, glory and guns galore. “That’s right! Run! Run~!” Wailed a familiar manic woman’s voice and We gasped in excitement when Urta appeared in all her glowing glory, garbed in gear that made her look like a hyper-sexed female version of Rambo with nothing but a bullet-ladden bandoleer holding her boobs and covering her nipples while she fired two heavy machine guns into the backs of a retreating horde of Hell demons.

“Wow. Urta’s dreams are hilariously akin to cheesy old action movies.” William commented moments before he faded away, yet We didn’t worry. We felt he was gone, but not gone. We’d find out more when We woke up, but right now our beloved Soul Mate is standing in front of us, her boobs and booty jiggling deliciously as she continued to unload lead into stragglers.

“That’s right you fucks! Nobody gets the best of-oof!” We pounced, smooching her all over her face as We hugged her. “Mmf?! Babe?! What are you doing here?! You’re supposed to be back home with the kids!” Urta frantically freaked out, looking around in panic for threats, but We slapped her on the cheek to cut off her dream-induced delirium.

“Urta! You’ve been missing for days! Where are you?!” We demanded before Luna’s magic washed over the both of us, a glowing turquoise thread leading from our purple Navel Pearl to Urta’s matching Navel Pearl.

“H-huh? What?” Urta blinked and then gasped as she began to fade, but Luna’s magic grasped onto her and she returned to normal. “I’m dreaming! Help! I’ve been-!”

“Kidnapped, we know. Where are you in the physical plane Urta? I’m seeking your location, but it will be faster if I have hints.” Luna interrupted urgently and Urta licked her lips and counted off her fingers.

“I’m...in a somehow indestructible covered vat somewhere. I’m being fed milk, cum, whatever they can drop in my tank for me to ingest and pump my biomass somewhere. I’m such a fucking fool! I figured it would be fine if I did that for a few hours. You know, mass-produce Argent so our soldiers could upgrade faster? When I tried to get out I discovered the vat was inescapable since I’m not willing to risk getting processed.” Urta wilted and hugged herself. “They’re using me like they said they would, but I didn’t volunteer to be a permanent fixture in a vat.”

“Do you have anything more?” We asked in worry, our fury simmering under our simulated skin.

“No. I’ve felt them move the vat a number of times. Hurriedly. They’re using me to produce tons of Argent for something. I would’ve gotten the Womb Wards to help, but whatever they’ve done to the vat holding me is also preventing them from leaving me at all.” Urta mewled as she rubbed her washboard abs in concern. “Remember, I’m not the only one they’ve abducted.”

“So that’s why our chaos children are all so frantic too.” We mewled. It was obvious in hindsight. If the Womb Wards could come-and-go, they would’ve rescued Urta already.

“Hah! I have it!” Luna declared in triumph, her eyes dark pits with specks of light in them that made her usually captivating orbs seem like windows into the cosmos. “Urta is being held in Manehattan! Where exactly, We aren’t entirely sure. There are so many people in Manehattan, even with the constant demon invasions, that finding her would be like searching in a haystack for a needle.”

“Can’t We just put a huge magnet next to that haystack?” We asked our wives and they both looked at us with blinking eyes.

“...Can you do that?” Urta questioned Luna with a hint of hope in her voice and Luna hummed as she scratched at her chin.

“Well, they’re hoarding Argent. Hell already has means to detect it. Certainly the Night Sentinels have much the same. Especially after all the research they’ve done with your help Urta.” Luna declared and then nodded firmly. “I’m waking up to call King Hydrax and Visilia with this news. You two relax.” Luna disappeared in a swirl of ether, leaving us alone in a battlefield that was up against a golden sandy beach.

“...Well. We’re not exactly up for our usual shenanigans Urta.” We said with disappointment. We knew for a fact that We would pounce on her the instant she was home, but in the here and now, We just felt no carnal desire for our wife beyond appreciating her appearance.

“Same. I’ve been trapped in a vat getting fed compost along with other more tasty things for a few days.” Urta tossed her pair of machine guns off and led us back to the lounge chairs to plop her sexy short-shorts wearing ass into one and We sat next to her. The Battlefield vanished to be replaced with a beautiful sunrise over the water the moment we had both sat down, now both also wearing skimpy bikinis. “Mm. This is nice babe. Do you think we could take a vacation somewhere like this?”

“We figured you’d be tired of sand and sun after being born and raised in a desert.” We replied as We sipped our margarita, blinking at realizing only just now that We had one.

“Meh. As nice as green rolling plains and forests are, I’m getting a bit nostalgic for some hot sand under my paws and a bright sun beating on my fur...membrane.” Urta admitted as she sipped her pina colada. “What even is this thing?”

“A pina colada. One of the best alcoholic drinks in the multiverse that isn’t the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.” We smirked at the memory Willow had flash in her head of two guys screaming in agony after drinking said alcohol.

“Oh. Great! Just when I thought I was over my alcoholism because of the babies in my belly, this happens!” Urta took a long draw and purred. “I’m still not going to drink anything until the Womb Wards confirm that nothing harmful can reach the kids.”

“That’s very-hey! Before either of us wake up. Urta. When you last impregnated us, you didn’t just impregnate us! You planted the souls of those who perished to Argent within our womb and now we have a trio of Skaven Slime Reborn daughters that have traits from both of us.” We informed our wife, who blinked, then suddenly her cock rocketed forth, some slime flicking to the sand with how fast it became erect.

“I impregnate you with fully-grown people?!” Urta demanded with incredible desire as she leaned over us with a manic glee in her glowing eyes.

“Yes.” We said uneasy as Urta loomed, her musk almost overwhelming, her breasts swelling with arousal as her tail fluffed up and her dick, nestled between her breasts, leaked a copious amount of her Argent pre. “U-Urta~...” We mewled, panting as a powerful desire to breed filled us and-.

Urta was gone. She vanished, without warning.

“Oh~ she just had to go and wake up after getting us all horny~!” We wailed, diving our trio of tails into our hungry snatch and groping our breasts-

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-We gasped and jolted in bed, our milk having soaked the nightie and blanket up top while our puddling pussy had drenched our undies and the bed.

Holy fuck does Urta just drive us wild even in our sleep! “Oh~. Now We feel so primed and ready to go.” We mewled before freezing at the sight of a fox skull nestled in our cleavage.

“Hello!” William greeted us from his cozy place in our boobs. “It looks like since you don’t need me, instead of deleting me, your soul just figured it’d eject me. I’m not exactly going to be doing much, so if you need me I’m in your storage, sorting it out.” William then disappeared between our tits and We sighed before using our tails to rip off our undies and began tweaking our nipples with our fingers.

Damn it, We’re not getting out of this bed until We get off at least three times!