Hyrulequestria

Ch.10

It’s been a week since Rarity joined us in the tower. I’ve mostly gotten over the existential crises all these changes have put me into, chiefly the ‘genetically immortal’ bit, but I think I can manage to live with it...for a long, long time.

Nightmare has been really busy and hasn’t had time to pop in like she used to, she still visits in the morning and before bed though. She’s making a lot of headway on tracking down Rarity’s friend Coco as well as the rest of the Pie family, but she hasn’t managed to find them yet.

Celestia has...well...gotten worse. She has gotten to the point of looking pregnant with triplets from how much cum she’s collected from Nicole. Nightmare thankfully realized she had a problem and refused to contribute more to it, and Tia even begged me to make her bigger. Of course, I evaded her attempts, and she still had enough pride not to beg in front of others, but her obvious addiction was getting disturbing, and she needs help.

Rarity has settled in nicely, making us all wonderful clothes, me especially for some reason, and has absolutely inserted herself into the fillies lives as a sort of mother. She really is beyond Generous, I don’t think she’s done anything for herself besides make a few dresses to wear.

Pinkie has been getting more lively, decorating the tower, much to Star Swirl’s chagrin. She’s even somehow making all kinds of impressive contraptions that rely mostly on muscle power and in one case dammed up the spring so she could make a generator. Where did she learn all of this in the wild? All that, and her mane and tail have become beyond poofy and curled.

Nicole is properly showing now, already. Her firm little tummy has sent her into full-blown baby mania, requesting cribs, plural, and even knitting little socks to protect their hooves. She’s oddly adorable, going all domestic, asking for cooking lessons from Tia and me, the former requesting creampies as part of the trade, which I didn’t approve of.

Star Swirl was still the same, but he got another visit from Charlise, and this time he left with her, who knows when he’ll be back. I actually had a sinking feeling that the answer might be from ‘a long time’ to ‘never’ with how sudden and well-planned his departure was. Damn it. The old nag was actually growing on me as the straight-man to our silliness.

The fillies are adjusting quickly, but Scootaloo and Applebloom practically had to beg Rarity to make them more tomboyish clothes so they could roughhouse without ruining her little sundresses for them. Meanwhile, Sweetie was bonding with her sister as much as she could.

As for Maud...she vanished. Pinkie said not to worry, that Maud had a tendency to disappear for days at a time and come back with something interesting. Usually a dead beast several times her size, beaten to death with her bare fists or an explosive. At least I know she should be fine, considering most caribou don’t use combat magic from what I’ve learned from Celestia...when she isn’t begging for cumshots.

I was in the garden, tending to the berry bushes when I heard the ground shifting nearby. “Hmph!” Came a grunt from the ground and I looked to see three dogs with spikes on their collars and gas masks on their faces hop out of a hole in the earth just beyond the magical barrier keeping the pollution out. “Almost away from caribou and to new lands pups!”

“Too much digging, Rover!” One dog groaned before being pushed out of the hole by Maud, who was carrying rocks and had mining gear on of suspenders and a mining helmet and carrying a huge sack full of something. Why she wasn’t wearing a shirt with those suspenders, I don’t know, but it was quite sexy how all that covered her nipples was the wide straps of the suspenders.

“Found power gems for Pinkie.” The blue-grey mare told me as she took out a huge rock from the sack and cracked the stone on her knee, revealing the insides were beautiful geodes of various colors.

“Wait, this place?” Asked the shortest dog in the red vest and suspenders, walking into the clean air and taking off his mask, gasping and falling to his knees. “Air! Clean air!” The other two followed suit, both wearing black vests, one much bigger and the other smaller than their apparent leader as they took off their masks and began practically hacking their lungs out, disturbingly dark phlegm coming up. I just realized the pollution is much worse outside of cities. Maybe the caribou already have something in place to just shove the smog elsewhere?

“Can we stay here?!” The biggest one begged, jumping to my hooves and grabbing my left calf. “Wait…caribou!” He yelped as he went for a pistol on his hip.

“Told you,” Maud said blandly as she grabbed his wrist and squeezed, causing him to drop the undersized Luger. The dog whined as it sounded like his arm was made of stone from how it sounded like gravel when Maud squeezed. I think I see a symbol carved on his shoulders that looks like the Goron Ruby. But they didn’t look like Gorons. I already know this world is based on Zelda, but these are dogs, not rock monsters.

“Listen to-*cough*-grey pony better! Said were caribou here too!” Rover slapped his back, sounding like rock clacking against rock and looked to me. “Sorry. Boys dumb. We came for safety, is safe?”

“Um, yes? We can’t really be found since this place has so many layers of protection it kinda hurts my brain to think about it. How you found the place, I have no idea.” I scratched my neck in consideration. Maybe if you’ve already been here, you can find your way back? It would explain how Charlise can find the place if she’s already an old acquaintance of Star Swirl’s.

“Good! Fluffy! Find good mine! We need material! Don’t undermine tower foundation or mountain’s structure!” Rover ordered the smallest dog, who snapped a cheesy salute and began burrowing as close to the barrier as possible.

“Boris! Get off caribou cow and pull up refinery parts! If want to free our people we need to get to work!” Rover barked as the big one jumped and moved into the hole. “We followed grey pony. She tells us of safe place! We are the Diamond Dog Liberation Front!” Rover declared proudly, baring the Goron Mark on his shoulder with pride.

“Okay, are there more of you?” I asked only to see Rover wince. “Just the three of you?”

“We have been trying? We stole things from the caribou.” Rover whined. “Caribou not take chances with dogs. Our hides tough as stone and insides hard as diamond. We are be careful because they not avoid killing us if given chance.”

“Okay, do your thing, don’t hurt the fillies.” I groaned before going inside to speak to Celestia. With Nightmare and Star Swirl away, she’s the default leader here. I found her in the kitchen and frowned at seeing her belly was slightly bigger than yesterday. At least Rarity was keeping on top of her dresses and giving her bigger ones. ”Tia. We have a trio of dogs now we have to deal with, and whatever refinery they’re building.”

“Diamond Dogs? This deep into Equestria? Odd, the caribou ship most of them back to their homeland to work their mines. Nobody digs better or makes better tunnels than diamond dogs. Well, the species that aren’t foxes or wolves.” Celestia informed me as she assembled a tomato and onion sandwich with one hand since she was too big to face the counter. The bread was something Nightmare found a source she could pick up from every evening for the foreseeable future since we’d already gone through the bread I bought on my ill-fated shopping trip. “Of course their ancestors were the best smiths and miners in the past, also the fact most gems come from their digestive tracts helps.”

“They poop gems?” I shook my head in disbelief. “Maud led them back here, and she brought geodes of ‘power crystals’ for Pinkie,” I added as I shrugged. “That said, I’m mostly worried about what Pinkie is doing.”

“Don’t be too concerned. From what I’ve seen and gotten out of speaking with her, she is a savant tinkerer and unusually talented with magitech. More the fools the caribou, their most seasoned scientists still can’t reliably make a magic contraption, and she throws them together out of basic materials.” Celestia smiled in pride before she took a bite of her sandwich.

“Oh? Interesting.” I said, leaning back. “Well, hopefully, they are making sure the fillies stay safe.”

“If there’s one thing I think you don’t need to worry about, it’s about Pinkie endangering the fillies.” Celestia sagely stated, before looking down at my crotch, and I took that as a sign, it was time to disengage.

“Thanks for telling me what you know. I’m going to go and tend to the garden.” I swiftly left the kitchen before she could start asking for sex, it was important that when alone like this, I do not entice her with my mere presence. Nighty said nymphomania and whatever oddly attached addiction Tia had was best treated by limiting exposure.

“Oof! Sorry.” I apologized to Rarity, who simply smiled and waved off the fact we’d crashed chest-to-chest and continued into the kitchen and me outside. I rounded the tower to my garden and sighed in exasperation at the way Pinkie and Maud had built trellises and fences for the vines to coil around. It was so the ‘cutie patooties’ didn’t tire themselves out from having to maintain their structure when inactive. It did make them less thirsty, but it also meant they were getting lazy, occasionally letting a bird rest on them. “Is the bird bit good or bad?” I sighed before petting my vines, the thorns somehow retracting when I touched them.

“Oo~! Are we gonna get the show!” I pouted and turned my gaze over at Pinkie and Maud who were standing on the side of the garden facing the spring, where a wood and stone dam now let the stream build into a small reservoir and then spill over the low point in the dam, which poured down a crude wooden square tube filled with fan blades that looked like they were taken from cars, which in turn rotated the shaft connected to multiple car alternators by chains. That thing was outputting a shocking amount of electricity.

“No, I already fed them,” I told the two, causing Pinkie to whine in disappointment and Maud to...not react. It was still odd how Maud didn’t emote like other people. “So what are you doing anyway? I’ve been trying not to think too hard about it, but we’ve been fine with just magic here.”

“Radio.” Maud blandly stated, and I scrunched my snout. There is no way you need that much power to run a radio.

“What Maud means is that I’m building a broadcast station!” Pinkie gushed, and I felt my face pale a bit.

“But won’t the caribou just be able to track the signal back to here?” I mean, the method I knew of was pretty basic, just aim a receiver in a direction until you get something then follow it.

My concerns were somewhat relieved when Pinkie rapidly shook her head. “I thought of that, but no! If I ping the signal off of several radio towers by having transmitters sneakily installed in their-.”

“Ubisoft Towers got it. I guess I know what I’m doing in the near future.” Good thing I don’t have a fear of heights, considering I’ll likely have to climb to the very tippy-top without being spotted.

“Hey! Stop breaking the fourth wall! It’s risky!” Pinkie suddenly demanded, causing me to feel confusion.

“Fourth what-now?” This isn’t the first time she’s mentioned it, what is the Fourth Wall?

“Nothing! But yeah, once I have the tower put up on top of Swirly’s tower, I’ll be able to reach all of Equestria with a hope-inspiring broadcast. I need to do something to turn those frowny-faces into smiles.”

“Hopefully they don’t just turn you in.” I sighed, reminded of the one I’d tried to free. Also every mission I go on I come back with money, and I keep trying not to pickpocket. Or grope. Damn, I’m a hopeless subconscious kleptomaniac-pervert.

“Oh, that’s not the best part! I’m going to be hijacking as many signals the caribou use for their propaganda! Even if they change stations or just turn it off, I’ll be snatching up the airwaves like a starving piranha!” Pinkie then gave the most adorable squeaky evil laugh in existence.

“So cute~!” I squeed and hugged her, which she instantly returned with her cute laughter.

“Yes.” Maud simply said, the corners of her lips slightly curved upward.

“Just be careful you don’t bring them here, or that you hurt anyone here.”

“No problemo caribourino!” Pinkie and Maud then walked back towards the dam, doing something with a huge wooden box, but whatever that was it wasn’t really my business right now.

“Okay, time to check on the fillies.” I gushed before a Vine caressed me, the end of it opening up in a big toothy circular maw with leafy blades forming a bulb around it, and nuzzled me. “Aw, you’re a cutie, but don’t overeat okay?” The vine actually nodded, or it just seemed to, before it curled back up on the fence.

I then went searching for the fillies. Rarity was in the kitchen, having a conversation with Celestia by Tia interpreting her gestures, so they had to be somewhere else in the tower. Star Swirl didn’t say anyplace was off-limits, just that all books be returned to the dropbox eventually. I went searching up the tower, checking the mazes of bookcases and listening for the telltale sounds of fillies being fillies. Well, save Sweetie, she was the quiet one who liked reading the most.

“No, it’s my gum!” Sweetie yelled out. I looked to the TOP of a bookshelf where they were reading and saw Scootaloo trying to get a pack of gum from Sweetie Belle.

“Why didn’t you tell us you stole from a guard? We could’ve all enjoyed the gum, and the evidence would’ve been gone instead of you hiding it in your clothes this whole time! It’s all stinky!” Scootaloo complained as she gave the body-odor smelling gum back. “Gross.”

“And we thought you were the prim and proper one of us too.” Applebloom joked as she kept looking at what from down here seemed to be a picture book on basic physics contraptions.

“I know Star Swirl only has a rule about returning books, but could you please get down from there?” I called up to them in concern.

“No, thanks! We’re good!” Scootaloo called down and waved for me to leave.

“Yeah-“ Sweetie started doing the wave before falling off the top of the bookcase. I reacted, jumping onto a shelf, I leaped to the opposite bookcase several feet higher, then jumped at Sweetie, catching her and landing atop the bookcase she’d just fallen from, also grabbing the pack of gum they’d been arguing over.

“That’s why!” I huffed cradling the sniffling filly to my chest. “You’re all getting down to the floor right now!” Suitably chastised, the other two fillies carefully climbed back down, and I jumped down from the bookcase, landing with a single thud of my boots before setting Sweetie down and looking at the pack of gum. I blushed at realizing what it was and pocketed it before any of them could notice. Blue Chew gum, a few chomps, and you’re harder than steel. Good thing I caught them with this since they’re not males or herms, who knows what it could’ve done.

“Whoa...yer like one of those superheroes from the comics.” Applebloom complimented me, and I felt a bit embarrassed to be compared to something as extravagant as a superhero. I mean, I may have incredible agility and finesse in this form, and immense strength and durability in the other form, but I’m not superhero material.

“She is! She’s like Carmen Sandiego!” Scootaloo’s statement shocked me. I mean, there are books on a few fictions that suspiciously are similar to stories from home, like Robin Hood, but with differences. I’m shocked something as niche and obscure as Carmen Sandiego even exists here. “Yeah! She’s sneaky, goes right under the crook’s noses, and takes what she’s after right from under them!”

“Ah.” I started knowing I’m a bit far from that type of thief.

“That’s what you did with my sister! You’re totally Carmen Sandiego!” Sweetie added on, and they were all looking at me with sparkles in their eyes.

“Um...I’m actually Robin Hood,” I admitted, only to get scoffs and feel genuinely upset at this.

“Hah! You’re too scrawny to be Robin Hood! She’s like, ten feet tall, with biceps as thick as most people’s thighs!” Scootaloo declared, and I looked at her with a very unamused expression.

“My name is Robin Hood! I can steal people blind before they even know I’ve been in their pockets! I don’t need to be a lumbering brute to have super strength either! Watch!” I took out a small jar of magically chilled water from my pockets, splashing myself in the face. Once I finished filling out my armor, I grabbed a bookcase, and with a grunt, lifted the several ton wooden objects filled with even more weight in books a few inches off of the floor, before setting it back down gently, still causing a thud, before looking down at the now gobsmacked fillies. “Well?! Do I need to be four feet taller?!”

“N-no, ma’am!” The trio squeaked and saluted like little soldiers, and I felt a pang of sadness at how they still had caribou indoctrination to get out of.

“Good! Now go back downstairs and get lunch. Celestia was making tomato and onion sandwiches last I saw.” They saluted again and took off. Once they were gone, I collapsed to the floor, whining in pain. “Ow~...I think I pulled every muscle in my body~!”

“That was so~ hot!” I managed to look over at Nicole approaching, wearing a green dress as she looked me over and up at the bookcase. “You looked and sounded like an officer giving a bunch of grunts a total dressing down. Also, your ass flexed so hard when you lifted that I thought it would bust out of your pants.”

“Pain!” I whined, getting slightly reminded of If the Emperor had a Text to Speech Device. It would be interesting to see him in this world. Well, if he wasn’t a total egotistical ass with godlike power and thought far too much of himself.

“Well, you’ll just have to rest you hot stud. I’d pick you up, but I’m nowhere near as strong as you.” Nicole knelt down and lifted my head, the pull on my neck hurt, but she put my head in her lap. “You rest, I’ll keep your head off the floor.”

“Thanks, babe,” I muttered, closing my eyes.

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I woke to find myself sitting in Nightmare’s lap, leaning against her as Nicole snored on her shoulder. I could feel my lover’s bulge between my legs, but she wasn’t trying to engage in that. Well, maybe she was, she isn’t a natural herm after all. “You tore several ligaments, pulled nearly every active muscle used in a lift, and threw out your back.” Nightmare informed me in annoyance.

“Sorry. My tiny ego got stung by fillies, and I decided to show off.” I said in reply, and Nighty sighed as she kissed my ear.

“First time I get to visit for a rest in a while, and you go and hurt yourself.” Nightmare complained gently, rubbing my flat tummy around the moon furmark she’d imprinted on me, the other hand squeezing my thicc thigh. Oh yes, just like that, lift my shirt, pull down my pants too.

“Sorry,” I muttered, enjoying the closeness before Nicole snorted and woke up.

“Mmf...sorry, don’t know what-Nighty~!” Nicole lunged for our mutual girlfriend, hugging us both. “You here for some fun?”

“No. Just for a break.” Nightmare replied, kissing Nicole tenderly. She’s been managing to get closer to both of us in the past week despite her lack of time. That said, it’s actually been more meaningful, filled with kisses and snuggles more than sex and rough tumbles. “The cold hard floor isn’t a good place to doze off you two. You’re lucky I came along and transfigured the floor into being soft.”

“Ah, there you are Princess.” A pure-white rugged unicorn stallion in full plate golden armor with the Triforce proudly emblazoned on his pauldrons and cuirass said as he approached. His buzz-cut blue and light blue mane and closely cropped tail helping highlight his other features, like his well-groomed beard and piercing blue eyes showed a seasoned soldier. “I’m sorry to have gotten lost.”

“It’s okay Honed Lance, I’m still surprised I found you guarding an old dungeon no one was occupying besides some old magitech golems.” Nightmare replied as she helped Nicole and me to our hooves.

“I had orders to hold the position at all costs by my captain, and used the food stores to wait until the crown delivered either the all-clear or new orders.” The ruggedly handsome stallion named Honed Lance stated and-oh gawd he’s hot! Why do I find him hot? I wanna kiss him! His white fur and two-toned blue beard just clicked on my fuck-o-meter! Then there was his piercing blue eyes! That sculpted jaw! UNF! The light ladies practically danced around him and were pretty much beckoning me to move on him, which made not doing so all the harder.

“You’ve been in isolation for nearly ten years.” Nightmare muttered in a tone of slight disbelief, it seems she was still stunned about it.

“10 years of doing my duty ma’am. The stasis bed helped slow my aging too.” That would explain why he looked like he was still in his twenties-oh gawd his face is perfect!

“Why is he so hot?” I muttered to Nicole as I rubbed my thighs together and fidgeted.

“No idea, but I want to bang him so bad,” Nicole whispered back, similarly antsy.

“Wait, why are you saying this all here?” I asked in bewilderment. “What’s with the exposition? It felt really out of place and forced, like a bad...fanfiction…” My question made my brain hurt, the air seemed to waver, and then Pinkie slapped duct tape on a nearby bookcase.

“STOP THAT!” She smacked me upside the head, then vanished as quickly as she appeared.

“Ah...what?” Lance said looking at where Pinkie had vanished then back to me. “I only just spoke of this, Nightmare found me and ordered me to come here...after putting me to sleep and some weird dream that sh-”

Our girlfriend closed his mouth with her magic and made shushing sounds. “Lieutenant! I understand that after a decade of being alone, you may want to let your lips loose, but that is a matter of national security.”

We both gave her flat looks and poked her breasts. “What did you do in his dreams hun? We both know you can dream hop~.” Nicole and I teased, and she escaped in a teleport, taking the hunky stallion with her, leaving us giggling.

“Should we find her?” Nicole asked playfully, rubbing her belly idly.

“No way, let her have her fun. Besides, she could be anywhere in the world.” I stretched my body before heading downstairs with Nicole at my side.

“Do you think she really did it?” Nicole questioned playfully.

“Not really. She may have been just gauging him through his subconscious. She did it for a while with you.” I informed her, not mentioning that Nighty did very much the same with me.

“Oh, right,” Nicole said with realization and a faint blush. “So, what now?”

“Hm, I need to practice with my bow probably,” I muttered getting up and dusting myself off. “Even if I’m somehow inherently skilled, I still need to keep my skills up, or it will wane. Also, I have to figure out how to do it with massive tits like these in the way.” I hefted my breasts for reference, and Nicole licked her lips, but I just laughed it off and helped her down the stairs.