Hyrulequestria

Ch.11

I rushed out of the store with indignation and righteous fury in my very presence. Damn store owner was some ugly fat bitch demanding I suck her off before she sold me some damn water! Punching her in the face was probably not the best idea, but it had felt good. If she didn’t want customers then she might as well close her damn store!

The fact that a few caribou actually gave me understanding looks as I left the shop said that bitch tried this with at least a few others. Probably the only way she can even get laid with how she looks like a tire swing; too wide and beat-up with a personality to match.

Huffing in frustration, I continued on my way. Whatever. Nighty may not like it but we’ll have to make mineral water ourselves. Can’t be too hard, we live right next to a mountain spring. But then again we still need other things that can be bought at a store like that bitch’s, but I had to leave everything when I knocked her out and stormed off. “Might as well check at another grocery for mineral water while I’m at it.”

“Nice job!” A little caribou fawn in a pink dress chuckled at me. “She makes everyone have sex with her. Her wife is the town MP captain so she’s been getting away with it.”

“Wait? She’s married?” I asked while blinking in surprise.

“Yup! You’d think she’d never get anyone with that face and that even worse personality, but she is!” The fawn giggled and then skipped off on her way.

Well then. Shit. I just assaulted someone a little important. Better hope my armor will keep people from finding me since it seems to work unless I make a loud display like I did back there. That all said and done, I continued through the depressingly occupied town of Hollow Shades, a tiny town nestled between the Foal Mountains to the south and the forest which shares the name of the town. You’d think a place like this would be overlooked, but the local silver mines and the fact it was a stopover between Canterlot and Fillydelphia made it important.

“Hey~ Cutie, I’ve got some produce you can buy.” Came the voice of another caribou, thin, and looking like a stereotypical gypsy as she beckoned me over to a stall capping an alley. The fact she can see me despite my armor enchantments was scary. “Psst~ don’t make me look crazy please~. Nobody else can see you~.”

I nervously approached her stand, finding she was selling garden seeds, fresh milk, commercial drugs if that package said anything, and looked to have a crystal ball on a table behind her. “Hey, um, do you have mineral water? Particularly rich in…” I took the list back out of my pocket. “Iron and manganese?”

“Hm, I have mineral water back here…” She turned around, and I couldn’t help noticing that while she was rather thin and petite up top, her ass was just, pow under that skirt. I managed to pull my eyes up as she turned around and produced a glass bottle of the same mineral water I was trying to buy from that fat bitch. “Is that good? I’m afraid I don’t have anything else like that.”

“Yeah, that’s great. I also need some zucchini seeds, yellow squash seeds, pumpkin seeds, well, as many gourd seeds as you have. My garden doesn’t have a lot of those vine veggies. Oh, and watermelon seeds if you have them.” I don’t know about anyone else, but I was getting tired of carrots, onions, and potatoes. Berries are nice, but you can’t cook them besides to make jams or sauces.

“I have all of that, no problem.” She cheerfully brought up the seed packets, again ducking under her counter, and I couldn’t help licking my lips at how her butt shimmied back and forth. Unf. I thought only I had an ass that perfectly thicc. I hope I didn’t let on how much I was appreciating her rear as she came back up with several packets of the requested seeds along with the water.

“How much for it?” I asked, seeing her rub her legs together caused my boner growing in my pants. Thank gosh the dimensional pouch Nighty put there is hiding it.

“125 pfennigs, which could be discounted to free if you take me with you.” She said in a pleading tone, looking about worried. “I’m...female.” She whined, looking frightened. “We’re not supposed to be born this way, they would normally convert me or stick me in the breeding stalls to make sure I ‘breed out’ my defective genes in my fawns, but my parents managed to keep me hidden. Despite all that, someone saw me changing in my wagon, rumors are out.”

“Really?” I asked looking around the alley, this setting would be perfect for just bending her over myself considering she has so many waist-high thin tables running along the alley back to her wagon.

“Yes. I can tell you’re not a normal caribou, firstly because you have really unusual magic woven into your gear. Secondly, because you don’t act like most soldiers, so I know you must have someplace away from town. Please, the MPs have been suspicious of me since I came to town. It’s hard enough being a gypsy when rumors of you not having a dick start floating around.” She practically pleaded, squeezing her modest C-cup breasts together. “I’ll do anything! Please.”

“Okay,” I sighed, looking around and packing my new gains in my shopping sack, then stuffed the sack back into my pockets and placed the pfennigs on the counter, moving into the alley with her as she flipped the sign over to Closed. “I have a few teleport twigs, but first I need to see if you are telling the truth.”

“Okay.” She whined making sure no one could see, pulling up her skirt and revealing her juicy and plump pussy laying between her thicc thighs with no male genitals to speak of. There was no sign of magic either so she wasn’t trying to trick me. Hell, she wasn’t even wearing panties.

“Shit. That is just incredible.” I mean, I’ve seen plenty of vaginas since I got here, but it’s mostly been hidden behind incredible male endowments. Aside from Tia and Nighty, this girl is the purest female I’ve seen in a long time.

“Please, I’ll do anything for safety.” She begged, biting her lip.

“I’m not a sex monger or something, but I won’t lie, you are beyond fuckable. I just want you to know why I might bust a boner looking at you since you’ll be staying at my place. Pack up what you can carry, I’ll get us to safety.” I turned back towards the stall to keep watch, hoping nobody would approach.

“I’ll fuck you now if you wish.” She mewled, rushing to get her things.

“I’d rather not risk getting caught. I did knock out the wife of the head MP here.” I casually mentioned as I turned back to face her, eyeing her ass since she was bent over into a trunk.

“Eep!” She squeaked, going faster until she had sixteen bags and the crystal ball ready to go, all hanging on the obscenely large travel pack on her back.

“So what’s your name?” I asked as I held up a teleport twig.

“Zephyr.” She huffed as she got close to me. I snapped the twig against her shoulder sending her home, then I snapped mine to follow. “I can still get goods discreetly if I know where we are,” Zephyr informed me with relief in her voice when I appeared in the foyer with her.

I rubbed my deceptively flat groin as I helped her downstairs to a room to set up. Oh, I need that ass. Well, I mean, I don’t need her ass. It’s an amazing ass! But, uh, shit. Being a caribou is fucking me up. I didn’t use to be this degenerate and hungry for sex. Or is Nighty affecting me more with dream sex considering she has so little time to actually physically visit?

The eerie giggle returned, though it was much more mocking now.

“This is great! Thank you. What is your name anyway? I begged you to save me and I didn’t even ask your name first.” Zephyr giggled as she began to unpack her goods on a bookcase that this room, across from the kitchen at the bottom of the stairs, thankfully had.

“Robin.” I chuckled while watching her work. “Nice to meet you Zephyr.”

“Nice to meet you too. Most caribou would’ve just bent me over and bred me.” Zephyr smiled beautifically at me as she set her crystal ball and it’s cushion on her new nightstand.

“Uh, yeah.” No way am I gonna even think of mentioning that was exactly what I wanted to do.

“Hey, love. Pent up?” Nicole asked as she waddled up behind me, her belly big enough with fawns at only 2 months to look full-term pregnant and rubbing her belly into my back. Nighty sheepishly admitted she flooded us both with fertility magic before setting us up when Tia realized Nicole wasn’t just carrying multiples, but many of them. She was ravenous and ate constantly, and was so hungry for cum I tended to end up sucked dry these days, even if that temporarily makes her look term with triplets at the moment.

“Eep!” Zephyr yelped at seeing Nicole.

“Oh, a female?” Nicole blinked in shock as her nose took a deep whiff. “Wow, you really find amazing people babe.” Nicole rounded me, slapping my ass and making my dick throb as she approached Zephyr, my pregnant girlfriend wearing a cute green maternity dress Rarity made for her, but did nothing to hide her thickening ass, just shy of Zephyr’s in size and shape. “Sup! I’m Nicole, Robin’s mate and semi-unwilling future King of the caribou.”

“Zephyr.” The cow mewled in a surprising amount of fear.

“Aw, don’t be so shy! You’re safe here, and my dick is only for my girls.” Nicole turned slightly and winked back at me, making me smile and feel warm. She still flirted with the others, but she never seriously pursued them. She didn’t need to with Nighty and I. Well, and Tia, those two still had an ongoing fuckbuddy relationship. Even if nobody supported her keeping Tia swollen with cum…

Well, nobody that wasn’t the laughing voices in my head, either the nice playful ones or the cruel mean one.

“Oh. Okay.” Zephyr sighed in relief that she wasn’t about to be jumped.

“Though my lover seems to find you attractive.” Nicole teased me as she reached over to me, rubbing my groin. She was tugging at my pants and causing me to bite my lower lip, my face feeling warmer and looking away in slight embarrassment at my girlfriend once more parading her ‘prize stud’. “Want to take a ride? Be careful though, she might ruin you for other girls like she did me.” She winked again and I shuffled a bit more in embarrassment again.

“Ah!” Zephyr mewled as Nicole flicked open my button fly with one hand and expertly fished out my 20-inch long and 3-inch thick trouser snake, causing me to groan as she revealed my erection to the girl. “So big!” Zephyr proclaimed, actually gawking and looking astonished.

“I know right! It’s like it’s gonna rip you in half!” Nicole proudly declared as she began jerking me off casually with one hand, the other still resting on her hip.

“N-Nicole~!” I groaned out as she guided me closer to the nervous Zephyr, who was getting more flustered and couldn’t look away from my throbbing red cervine cock. I might jump her, crap, I might jump her if Nicole’s prodding doesn’t stop.

“Come on babe. You brought a prize here. I can smell she’ll give dozens of fawns.” Nicole declared with excitement. “You seriously have incredible luck babe. She’s a breeder for sure.”

“I-I don’t wanna be a broodmother though!” Zephyr couldn’t avoid licking her lips though, her thighs rubbing together under her skirt as she backed away into the wall, but kept her eyes on my twitching member. I can feel my hands moving, crap I'm losing control, why are those orange eyes back?! Get out of here! I don’t like you watching me!

Nicole was working me up bad, rubbing me in all the right places, smooching my neck. Maybe it’s Nicole being the bad influence on me? I was losing my control the more she teased me. “She’s losing it~. If you wanna take it you better jump on her quick, otherwise you’ll be getting a cum shower~.”

“YES! Shower me!” Zephyr suddenly demanded, getting on her knees and ripping off her muzzle veil, reminding me I’d forgotten to take off my breathing scarf too, and opened her mouth. That set me off, and I grunted as I began spraying thick gouts of cum all over the cow, who moaned and licked up my seed as she was glazed in it.

“Good girls.” Nicole purred, kissing me before she pushed me into Zephyr. “Now that you stink with my lover’s scent, I won’t have the temptation.” Nicole then did the one thing that always drove me crazy as she left for the kitchen, flashing me her dripping pussy by bending over and hiking up her dress. “I need some food right now, not craving your cum though sadly.”

“So much.” Zephyr moaned as I laid on top of her with my damn boner sandwiched between us. Curse caribou refractory rates! “C-can you fill a tub?”

“Yes.” I groaned, grinding against her with my cock peeking out between our breasts as I looked into her green eyes. Why won’t the eyes leave? There’s not even anything for them to be on now, they’re just there, in the corner of my vision and moving when I try to look at them.

“Oh, gawd~ if you do that I don’t care if it gets me pregnant! Um, but, uh, not now? I still have work to do.” Zephyr admitted, even as she scraped cum off her clothes and ate it. Oh, my cock is literally just inches from your mouth, just lean down!

“Right now, I’m horny and it’s my girlfriend’s fault.” I huffed as I continued rubbing against her.

“Ahem!” I groaned at hearing Nightmare’s chiding voice and looked to see her standing in the door, crossing her arms under her bust and her left eyebrow raised. “Didn’t you have a shopping trip to do?”

“I need relief, help. Blame Nicole for me covering Zephyr. Also, Zephyr is a black market dealer who gave me what we were looking for.” I explained as I kept rubbing against the girl who was now groping my ass.

“N-not so much a ‘black’ market dealer as a totally legitimate businesswoman who knows who to talk to.” Zephyr quickly stated with a sheepish grin, which was further ruined by the fact she was still soaked in my cum and grabbing handfuls of my booty. Just, shift a bit more, my cocks almost out from between us.

“I see.” Nightmare stated as I got up and kept rubbing my dick, keeping it aimed at Zephyr. “In that case.” I felt a shot of cold going through me and my dick shrunk down 15 inches long and 2 inches thick while the rest of me thickened. Then I went completely limp, falling to the floor like a boneless ragdoll and all of my libido vanished, the hungry haze clearing. Holy shit being a caribou is seriously fucking me up!

“Oh!” Zephyr blinked, looking at my still massive dick but also roaming over the rest of my hyper-thicc body.

“I’ll talk to Nicole about working you up like this, and find out what is wrong with your ‘male’ mind.” Nighty told me. “For now to my bed. I’m pent up from a failed mission and having to see a mare get gangbanged.”

“But...I’m not in the mood now!” I complained, gesturing to my flaccid penis that was retreating into my body. The eyes seemed angry before something in my head clicked and I started getting hard from seeing Zephyr still cum-coated and eating my seed to ‘clean up’.

“That is not what I want.” Nightmare said picking me up in her magic. I blinked from being teleported, then found myself in bed with nightmare, her cock aimed at my pussy. “Seeing the girl covered didn’t help.” She growled, rubbing her throbbing hard-on before ramming into me.

“Ah!” I gasped as she firmly settled herself into my pussy while she zapped her balls. The eyes raged before they vanished. Do they want me to impregnate someone? Or for me to get pregnant? AH! Oh~ NIGHTY~!

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I lied in the jacuzzi, Nighty having stuffed me with her semen to the point I almost looked like a belly with limbs. She rooted around my head once she was done relieving her pent-up sexual and emotional frustrations on me from failing to rescue Coco Pommel before she was forcibly turned into a caribou and used as breeding stock, so she’ll have to retrieve her when she isn’t on constant watch and we have a way to unbrainwash people. Unbrainwash is a word now.

Anyway, she noticed some odd instincts and traced them back to my memories of some propaganda from the cities. She explained that some radio channel made suggestions that encouraged certain thought patterns, females are weak and need to be bred, males are weak: need to be bred/turned female, caribou herms are perfection so the former must become them eventually, the King knows best, the king works to please the Goddess Hylia.

“So they’re brainwashing their own people too.” I groaned, rubbing my head and belly. “I thought I told you I wasn’t ready,” I said in sadness, referencing my utterly massive belly the size of an octuplet pregnancy, stuffed with her seemingly endless cum. Like all my female sexual experiences have been since my transformations, I found this beyond satisfying.

“As much as I wish that was going to inseminate you, I at least had the patience to cast a sterilization spell before I went to town on you Love.” Nightmare said as she rubbed my scalp tenderly, almost like one of those fancy massages. “It’s just, I saw a church and went in to see what these heathens worship and...it enraged me. I didn’t want to hurt anyone, so I decided to vent it on you in sexual frustration.”

“What do you mean?” I asked in concern. This is supposedly a Zelda world, right? Don’t they just worship Farore, Din, and Nayru?

“What I mean is that I am disgusted and confused. They worship my mother still, yet do not take any of her teachings to heart. In fact, they’ve twisted her words to suit their needs and-I just, I don’t want to talk about it Love.” Nighty firmly said, getting angry but not at me. “Please. I don’t want to think about it.”

“It’s okay love,” I told her and kissed her passionately before pulling away. “So are we going to need something to counter this Propaganda so I don’t...turn into a full-on caribou?”

“I’ll look into Pinkamena's Radio Station for more field use as a counter, but I’ve already placed some protections in your mind. I’ll look into Nicole’s head as well. If most Caribou aren’t BORN this way then there may be some hope of turning at least a portion to be more rational and upstanding, likely younglings really. The adults may be too far gone.” Nighty said as she reached down and grabbed my milk-leaking massive tits, causing me to coo.

“Yes, and you would be the definition of sexual health?” I teased as she tugged on my nipples, spraying milk over my belly and into the frothing self-cleaning waters.

“No, but then again I’m a victim of prolonged isolation. What I’m concerned about is this propaganda is also aimed at the people the caribou subjugate. It would explain all the efforts they’re putting into the children of their conquests if they later turn them into more caribou.” Nighty said as she ran her hands along the flanks of my enormous boobs...were they even bigger? Did some of her cum somehow get in my tits? What, are caribou part balloon or something? They didn’t used to do that…

“Yes, it would explain it well. Applebloom stated they had them listening to it on free time when they weren’t allowed to read and had to do physical activities like tag and whatnot ‘for their health’.” I added on, watching as Nighty kept milking me, enjoying how good it felt. “Nighty, are my tits full of cum?”

“Hm...maybe? I did notice an unusual system running from the womb to the rest of the body, and especially the mammary glands of most caribou when I was researching for your transformation. I figured it was normal considering how many of them had it, so I included it.” Nighty latched onto a nipple giving it a suck, her face blushing before swallowing. “Oh yes, that is some cum-laced milk.”

“Oh, goodie.” I groaned, feeling a small boobgasm hit me from the attention she was giving me. “At this rate, I'd really be better off getting a milking station.”

“Don’t be overdramatic love. I can just get you to your plunder vines and they’ll have you back down to size in an hour.” Nighty said before leaning in and kissing me tenderly, which I moaned into and pulled on her head to tighten the embrace.

“Nice reminder.” I chuckled before kissing her even harder, both of us moaning as I felt something grow. “Now, now, Nighty!” I chuckled.

“That...wasn’t me.” Nighty was perplexed too and we looked around, wondering where that familiar sensation came from. “I hope that isn’t a perverted ghost, a Poe, or worse, him. I had some rather nasty experiences with them in the past.”

A pitch-black face with a red mouth and dead soulless stark white eyes with dark voids for irises and pupils appeared briefly before fires took it away. What was that?!

“G-g-ghosts exist?!” I looked around fearfully as I felt the throbbing manhood rubbing against my belly. But then a hood lifted up from the air and suddenly Nicole was revealed, wearing my armor! That’s what my armor does?! How does anybody find me?!

“This is neat!” Nicole chuckled, rolling me back a bit to get to my pussy, licking my belly and making my squeak. “I can move like I’m not pregnant while wearing this, and you never saw me coming!” She punctuated her statement by ramming her delicious dick into my hungry cunt, and I cried out in rapture as my already sensitive nerves lit on fire.

“Nicole.” Nighty warned with a resigned huff.

“Please. I need relief and I can’t keep indulging Tia. She’s already so huge she can’t move and she’s still begging for more. You need to do something!” Nicole pleaded as she hugged my belly and hammered into me, nearly tossing my head under the water, but I at least had enough presence of mind as I was getting ruthlessly fucked to hold myself up. Oh hey, ladies~! Are you gonna play with my body too? Suck away at my nipples, you little balls of light! Oh, I’m glowing a bit blue? Weird, is anyone seeing it?

“I thought she might just get tired of it, but it seems she really is in need of intense therapy. I’ll go see to sister, but first.” Nighty zapped Nicole’s groin. “There, now you’re sterile for the next day. Go to town. Robin is incredibly durable.” Nighty winked at us before she teleported away.

“Unf, oh yes!” Nicole moaned. “Thanks, weirdly I just want sex and not to breed my babe!”

That made me blink. She always wanted to breed me, almost did a couple of times like that one night she snuck into bed with me and filled me up with live seed before she got paddled on the ass by Nighty. I rolled my eyes back in orgasm and spasmed around her before Nicole began gushing more cum into me, really inflating me like I was some sort of condom with tits.

“Fuck yes!” Nicole moaned as she finished, leaving me looking like I was pregnant with decuplets and sporting tits the size of small beach balls. I cried out from how sensitive I was when she pulled out. “I’m good now.”

“What?! Are you okay? You never stop after one round!” I gasped, feeling concerned, and...disappointed? I may be so full and feel so good, but I want more? Holy shit, I do want more.

“You’re complaining babe? You look like a private on broodmother duty. I’d rather not test your elasticity.” Nicole stated as she rubbed my sloshing and firm dome of a belly, my even further swollen tits leaking a mixture of my milk and her and Nighty’s cum.

Suddenly, behind Nicole appeared a much brighter and more real yellow ball of light with tiny fairy wings-A FAIRY! She was magically carrying a tiny pony that had antlers and fairy wings who was holding a Rupee and looked afraid and extremely confused. It seemed to point to Nicole’s head and then this bug pony’s head with a magic arrow of light. Uh, are you trying to tell me something? The tiny fairy/pony then vanished and the Fairy followed.

“Sorry, its just...you’d normally…” I trailed off, not really sure what I just saw, or what me seeing fairies when nobody else does could mean. So I’m possibly not insane? I’m just seeing fairies when they’re not entirely here? What was she trying to tell me?

“Not care? Yeah...been feeling weird lately. Still, want to put so many fawns in you to look like this, but only you and Nighty. Maybe Tia if she gets her head out of her womb. I also don’t want to put you three in danger either. It gives me a headache thinking about it.” Nicole groaned as she rubbed her head. “I just wanted to get my balls emptied, and not have a headache.”

“Wait, caribou can get headaches from not having sex?” I was confused on this, but it would help make sense as to why caribou act like they need semi-constant sex.

“Yes, well some of us that reek of pheromones like me and a few others in the orphanage. Also, my headache is more from having confusing thoughts. I want to fill you right now, but I know it would put you in danger. I don’t want that, but my needs tell me to breed hard! Then I think about Nighty and want her to breed you and me right now, but it could put her and you in danger and I don’t want THAT!” She whined laying her head on my belly, holding it.

“Isn’t that called Love?” I asked curiously, and it seemed to make Nicole uncomfortable as she rubbed her face into my belly.

“We don’t love. Caribou just fuck and breed, sharing all of the needs of each other. Even those that marry in Monogamy fuck their neighbors and breed if the need comes up. Carmine’s, I think subordinate, Paddy, she has six lovers but only one wife who she dotes on.” Nicole groaned. “That’s what I heard at least.”

“You mean Lieutenant Paddy. Yeah, I saw her before. She has Colonel Carmine on a leash.” I chuckled in amusement at remembering the hilarious dynamic between those two. If they aren’t at least fuckbuddies I’d be shocked as hell considering how caribou society works.

“Yeah her,” Nicole confirmed. “I heard that somehow the lieutenant has her wrapped around her finger. I don’t know if it’s just their personalities, but the grapevine was having a betting pool that in secret the Colonel was Paddy’s bitch.” Nicole snickered at the imagery and I had to join in. That giant woman? Submissive to that average girl? Not a chance! “But what’s really weird is that Colonel Carmine has no lovers, not really. She breeds, but is always trying to go on something called a date and gets frustrated when people only want to just fuck.”

“So you’re saying you love me?” I asked with a smile, my mind almost blocking out the other stuff, as my mind kinda grasped on what Nicole was saying of Carmine’s behavior.

“That’s just it babe! I don’t know! Love was just a story, a fantasy, a lie. Then we invade these ponies, they have such strong bonds to each other that don’t even involve sex!” Nicole looked absolutely aghast at the very concept of sex having nothing to do with a relationship. “Rumors say Carmine got fixated on it, so did a few others! But we caribou don’t love!”

“But what you’re feeling, it is called Love, both Romantic and Platonic. Some call the latter Friendship.” I explained with worry and confusion. The way caribou got on with each other I figured they at least knew what Love was.

“What the hell is that?” Nicole asked in confusion, and I felt my eyes widen, a pit opened up in my titanic gut and swallowed my heart in horror.

“Y-you don’t even know what Friendship is?” I asked in my dawning realization.

“I just asked you didn’t I?” Nicole asked in worry, seeing me start to panic must be affecting her.

“Oh god...Oh GOD you caribou are so fucked up! This is horrible! I...I...” I whimpered, realizing that Nicole didn’t even know what Love is and that she may finally be learning is amazing, but the very fact that she didn’t know what was happening to her was so sickening I wanted to throw up. Every caribou lacks the empathy or sympathy most others have. This is far worse than mental conditioning, these poor people are all being forced to be sociopaths and psychopaths!

“Robin?” Nicole whined. “Are you okay?” The question seemed to hurt her, her eyes scrunching up as she clutched her head.

“Go! Just...go! Rest, sleep, do something, just don’t dwell on it right now!” She needs to take baby steps. Baby steps!

“Do you want help out of the jacuzzi first?” Nicole asked, reminding me that I had been soaking for almost half an hour.

“I’ll manage, just take care of yourself.” I insisted as I used a hoof to search the bottom of the tub, starting to drain it once I found the plug.

“Okay...be careful.” She mewled getting up and walking out, looking back to me in worry almost the whole time.

I put my head in my hands and sobbed. How can we help these people? Nicole was only now finally learning after months of time spent together, becoming closer and even causing me to feel incredible warmth and joy at her presence. But I’m not a caribou by birth, I have that advantage. She doesn’t.