Hyrulequestria

Ch.101

“Love?” Luna asked with my lips, and my vision slowly faded in. We were in the Royal Suite, or at least the bathroom. I was silver slime, practically glowing. I looked exactly like Luna, not a trace of myself left besides the slime. “Love. Please wake up. Answer me.”

“Lu...Luna?” I weakly replied, my voice faint, almost inaudible. “Are you okay?”

“Love. We thought We had encompassed and absorbed thou. It was so terrifying. After thou put thineself upon us, We were suddenly standing upon mine moon instead of being it, forced to keep Mother-In-Law Lois alive in the vacuum.” Luna hugged herself, or rather, me. “We cannot remove thou. Not without returning to the Moon and becoming it. We have effectively exiled me with our amorous desires.”

“Sorry, sorry,” I whined. “But what can we do? I mean I couldn’t bear to have you lost as your moon.”

“Yes, thou could’ve!” Luna shouted at me, and I winced at her fury. “Thou hast bound thyself to me! Thou cannot awaken when off of me! It’s been...weeks since that fateful night. Thou showed no signs of life when off of us, and thine mother Lois had to fly back to me in her ship with thou when nobody else could wear thee, and it wasn’t until We wore thee again that thine soul began recovering!”

“Really?” I whined. “Luna, I didn’t know I-”

“We Love thou.” Luna softly declared tears in our shared eyes. “Please. Never hurt thyself like this again. As mine bound beloved, tied to me in Love, Soul, and Body. Never, ever think thyself lesser than me. Do not even consider leaving me...” Luna hiccuped and hugged us tighter. “Don’t leave me…We would rather die...”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, Luna.” We cried together as we sank to our knees at the bathroom sink, my guilt hitting me. “I just couldn’t bear to leave you like that. Even if I risked destroying myself. I just thought that it was all I had, so I had to try.”

“We thank thou for it, but never again. Never take such a risk again.” Luna demanded, looking in the mirror. “We wish We could hug thou, feel thou, but thou art me now. We...We need sister. Someone else to cling to at this moment.”

“I want to too.” I sniffled, getting us off our knees, and smiled wanly as I examined our body. My slime gave her already beautiful silver body an even shinier sheen. Her perfect body was even more emphasized by me. Her ether hair remained too, her mane and tail billowing in a nonexistent breeze behind us. “We’re so...breathtaking.”

“Yes...we are.” Luna smiled serenely, as if at peace with the concept for the moment, and the anguish from before lessened.

“Hm, hm, hm~.” We heard as Celestia walked in, naked with a towel as she went towards the shower.

“Tia,” I spoke with Luna’s voice, blinking at realizing...I had been speaking with her voice. Luna must truly be so powerful if she’s overriding me so much. No wonder when I’m being worn, that I’m just augmenting her.

“Yes, Lulu?” Celestia asked as she approached, and I turned around to face her, Luna’s older sister pausing as she looked us in the eyes. “...Can it be? Is she…?”

“Yes, sister. Navi has awoken.” Luna hugged us again and took a deep psychosomatic breath. C’mon Luna, we don’t need to breathe.

We were snapped out of our relief when Celestia smacked us. “DON’T DO THAT EVER AGAIN!” Then she grabbed our face and pulled us into a searing kiss, mashing our tits together. “You’re lucky I don’t drag you to a BDSM session with Koloktos for worrying me so much!”

“Please no! I don’t like stuff that intense!” I protested, but Luna was clearly aroused by it, our breasts swelling a bit and she bit our lip. “Oh no, not while you’re pregnant Luna!”

“But tis such an enjoyable and debaucherous romp.” Luna protested, then sighed. “Be glad We show no signs of our pregnancy while being worn by thou Navi. We literally are our moon.”

“Okay, what is with the yelling?” We heard as Zulu floated inside from the window. “I was having a nap after helping someone make another shrine for my Mistress...wait, did you fuse?!”

“Um, yes?” Luna and I said before I remembered how Wiatr was. They were like us, kinda, and they could manifest separately. How did they do it? “Not sure exactly how, but yeah. If I’m not being worn by Luna, I go into stasis, and if Luna isn’t wearing me, she goes back to her moon and replaces it as a giant impossibly pregnant celestial body.”

“Sounds like Urta, and My mistress if she is in spring.” Zulu chuckled. “Urta is the size of a moon larger than Luna’s.”

“What? How?!” We both yelped. We believed her when she mentioned it before, but she said a small moon, and the moon orbiting Hyrule was small, but how much bigger does that make Urta? “How does she remain normal-sized?!”

“A piece of jewelry in her navel that runs on Chaos magic,” Zulu said with a chuckle, making us blink. “It’s made by my ‘siblings’. We can make you a few if you go to the temple~.”

“Uh, wait, Gleaming got one of those! Luna, we need to go to Wiatr’s Temple to get ourselves a couple!” If I get one of those, and Luna does too, then she won’t be forced to wear me to stay small! Whatever’s binding us together might also get undone if she doesn’t need me to keep her normal size.

“No. Denied. You’ve been in hiding long enough to recover and with Navi awake, it’s time to get back to work.” Celestia declared sternly. “We’ll have to make the trip to the Black Isles after we finish organizing the business of the day.”

“But sister~,” Luna whined, wilting our ears.

“No buts. I need you with me today Luna. Today is the conference where we finalize our initial battle plans for the war with the Caribou Purists and their Evil allies.” Celestia reminded my bonded soulmate, and I swallowed nervously.

“Th-things have gotten bad while I’ve been...away?” I asked worriedly as Zulu huffed at being ignored.

“Gleaming Shield has basically been on vacation for the past few weeks. There have been no more leads as to Ganondorf’s, or Grogar’s locations. Everything has been relatively good, save in the North. Aside from Luna’s moon becoming an idolized symbol of Fertility, and the Trinity Tree becoming an official holy site, not much has really happened.” Celestia informed me helpfully.

“Zulu we’re an official of the Government. We can’t just have sex all the time.” I huffed in annoyance at the dragon fairy. “We’ll make a trip to the Wiatr Temple after this conference. Let’s get cleaned up.”

“I need to get cleaned up, you don’t. One perk Lulu has learned about being slime is that you don’t need to bathe. Go get dressed, and you better not sneak up on me in the shower with a dick in my butt cleavage again Luna.” Celestia leered sternly at us and Luna held up our hands in sheepish surrender.

“Verily, We shalt abstain from surprise buttsex in the shower in the future sister. We shalt go and garb mine body in a suitable uniform for such a dire meeting.” Luna moved in and kissed her sister, the two sexy goddesses docking our breasts together, squirting milk between us before Luna pulled back, much to my displeasure and Celestia was panting a bit. “Now get in the shower, before We pin thee down and have mine merry way with thee.”

“I swear. You might as well have kept the Sex Aspect Lulu.” Tia kissed our nose and went to take her shower as we absorbed the milk that got on us.

“Okay, Luna. I tend to just wear bikinis and bodysuits these days. What do you wear besides formal, loose flowing dresses?” I asked as Luna walked us into the Royal Suite. Nicole/Vaati were snoring away on the bed, snuggling Elanor who was similarly inelegantly snorting in her sleep.

“We’re going to don a proper suit of armor! One similar to the armor those charlatans ruined when We returned from the moon. Tis both functional and ornamental. In my free time, We have been hard at work rebuilding our old armor and improving it. My work on the Hero’s Garb laid much of the groundwork for it.” Luna cheerily pulled out a black bra and panties from the dresser, using her magic to put them on, moving her wings and tail to make sure the undies weren’t interfering with them.

“Ah, that makes some sense. I’d figure you’d go for your not-a-nazi military uniform you liked so much.” Luna paused at my suggestion, and she hummed as she opened a drawer, pulling out the jacket of said outfit.

“Hm...no. Tis rather small for our bust now. Forty children ago it fit just fine, but now We’ll have to commission Miss Belle if we want it to fit properly again. We could do it myself, but tis unsavory not to give thine friends business when the occasion arises.” Luna put the jacket back away and instead pulled on a plain white T-shirt, stretching it over our basketball-sized boobs, then grabbing jeans and pulling them up. “Oh~ come now! We’re not that fat.” She jumped on her hooves, tugging the tight blue denim pants up over her wide foal-bearing hips.

“Tee-hee! Lulu! You’re slime! You can adjust your body!” I giggled as I did so for her, pulling the pants on properly, then letting her natural sexy butt and hips back out to fill the pants skin-tight. Or, membrane-tight in this case. “I’m guessing the armor is down in your forge?”

“Indeed! Tis within mine mare-cave so to speak. We shalt descend into the depths and retrieve the armor, then rejoin sister for the conference.” Luna began floating down the stairs, her elegant silver wings extended out and behind us, but not moving as my fairy magic did the work for us. This let us float downstairs while upright, looking quite elegant despite our casual dress.

“I see you’ve gotten my flight down.” I cheerfully commented as thanks to it, we quickly went all the way down the castle, into the lower floors, and then onto a floor dedicated to being an armory. The walls were lined with racks holding weapons both primitive and modern, from swords to rifles.

“Of course. Thine flight method is quite enjoyable and easy to use. It takes all the effort out of leaving gravity behind and dancing in the air.” Luna did a pirouette while still moving across the room and not touching the floor, her wings flapping and moving as if to guide us but not keeping us aloft themselves. “Now then, nobody has tampered with my mare-cave since last We visited We hope.”

The place looked like how I remembered it from Charswirl’s tower. Metals of various kinds were stockpiled on shelves to one wall, various smithing tools were next to the forge, and said magic forge was still hot, the smelting furnace looked to be making the air waver with the heat the metal thing was putting off. Even the workbench was clear and ready for work.

Off in the corner on a mannequin though was Luna’s Nightmare Moon armor, restored and clearly updated for her current proportions. “I forgot how cool it looked,” I commented as Luna approached the armor and ran a hand over the busty cuirass.

“Indeed, how ‘cool’ it is. When not in the fires of creation anyhow.” Luna said, clearly missing the modern meaning of the word as she took off her shirt and jeans, as well as her undies. The reason became clear as she moved to a cupboard next to the mannequin and took out custom padded armor. “My work with the Hero’s Garb has taught me much on the value of good padding. Before, We relied upon mine Alicorn durability to wear the armor directly. Now, however, We intend to be wearing proper padding.”

“Knowing you, it’s gonna look great!” I cheered as Luna began the process of putting on the armor.

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“I really wish you altered it more, or wore something else,” Celestia said to us with sad eyes as we approached her, fully decked out in Luna’s armor. Celestia herself was wearing something quite similar actually, but instead of cyans and blacks, it was reds and whites with suns in place of moons. “It’s painful to see you wearing that armor again.”

“Tis the royal night war regalia sister, We shalt not alter it even for sentimental reasons.” Luna declared as she eyed her sister’s armor. “We see thou hast not changed thine armor at all. We still cannot believe thou hast not gained a single pound since back then.”

“Ah, yes. It was dusty but it was still in storage at Canterlot.” Celestia nervously replied, and I remembered Tia admitting to me she cheated with magic not to gain any weight. I guess this is my naughty little secret to keep. “Well, let’s not keep everyone waiting. It’s bad enough we’re the last to arrive as the hosts of this conference.”

“Why didn’t mother host this?” Luna bemoaned as we began walking towards the large mahogany double doors inlaid with gold and silver where this war conference was being held.

“She couldn’t be perfectly certain the Purists don’t have any spies or assassins in the castle. It’s dangerous enough lately she’s been commuting between there and here every morning and evening so she isn’t caught sleeping.” Celestia informed us as we reached the door, opening it up to reveal Zelda at the head of the table with Ember and the Griffin king, who I never got the name of, off to the sides.

It seems aside from them, nobody else was in attendance. It would make sense I guess, we’re the ones with the greatest numbers who aren’t already fighting the enemy from the North. “I see you’ve finally finished getting ready.” Zelda joked with a small smile, then blinked as her eyes shone gold a moment. “Ah. Navi is awake?”

“Yep! I’m all better. Well, for a definition of better. I’m not in a coma if that’s what you mean. Luna can’t take me off still without turning into her moon.” I rambled and Luna sighed out of her nose. Right. I sound like her, I can’t be so freely speaking in this situation.

“Heard about that. You okay twinkle toes? I mean, if you’re tired, Luna doesn’t need to be here.” Ember kindly said, the petite dragoness easily the smallest person in the room.

“Oh? So that’s why there’s been such an upsurge of worshipers declaring the moon as a fertility idol. My priests have been baffled.” The Griffin King scratched at his neck in lieu of not having a beard, being a bird-headed species and all.

“Yes. We art so inundated with progeny of mine beloved that We have become our celestial body!” Luna boasted proudly, puffing up her chest and beaming brightly, her radiant pregnant glow shining through our shared silver slime.

“Luna, please. I’m proud of you, but that isn’t suitable for this conference.” Zelda gently chided while indeed looking obscenely proud of her daughter. Huh. Being such a prude, I figured Zelda would be upset her daughter is basically a fertility icon floating in the night sky. “Now then, to business-.”

The doors behind us were flung open and I blinked in confusion at seeing Urta in her armor walking in and taking a seat. The chair strained under her weight as she relaxed in it, with no weapons or guards with her like the others. This was a meeting of allies after all.

“Who are you?” Dragon Lord Ember asked the Lion Knight. “I don’t remember a nation saying they were sending a Knight.”

“I’m not from one of the Nations you would recognize at this moment due to how tribal it is,” Urta told the Dragon. “Now, I’m here under the advice of one of my husbands, a god of blood and war.”v. Hanaa

“What? I’m sorry, but while gods are appreciated at this conference, an-” the Griffin King began before two Loki’s appeared behind Urta, and they were actually being worn. “What? How?!”

Oh no. I sense more pointless exposition! Stop quaking in terror Fourth Wall! Be strong! Tingle has the Flex Tape®!

“Look, I’m here to offer a Frigate, it’s one from the western front in our galaxy that we can spare. General Alduin will be joining you.” Urta explained crisply. “We’ll also send two Champions but they will act as reinforcements from the Black Isles should shit hit the fan.”

“Western front? Galaxy? Who are you? Why would a single airship be worth barging in here, and should we take what you’re offering?” The Griffin king demanded in confusion.

“It’ll be easy to see if you looked outside.” Urta chuckled as a loud thud shook the castle and I felt something huge had just landed in my forest.

“Did-did you just wreck over 100 acres of my forest?!” I roared furiously, and Urta flinched away from me. “Answer me you-!”

“Navi. Calm.” Luna reined me in, breathing in and out for me. Wait, we don’t breathe Lulu! That isn’t how that works! “Now then. Enough. Urta has already proven from Gleaming’s reports that she is indeed part of Wiatr’s faction, and is, in fact, one of her wives. Now then, are you ready to deploy?” Luna asked the slime fox as I seethed at having so many trees crushed under however many fucktons of metal I’m witnessing through the trees around it.

“Yes, and-.”

“Are the airships assembled?” Luna asked of the Griffin King.

“Ready and-!”

“The Brute Squads?” Luna questioned of Ember.

“Yep.”

“Good! Now enough chatter, enough stalling. To war!” Luna pumped a fist into the air, turned us around, and we stormed out of the conference chamber.