Hyrulequestria

Ch.12

It took me the better part of a half-hour, dragging my cumflated body up the stairs and around the tower to my vines, but my beautiful little babies drained me dry within an hour after that. The mind-blowing tentacle sex a welcome distraction from my emotional troubles.

One vine wiggled about as I walked out, morphing to look like a bulb before spewing Nighty and Nicole’s cum all over the weeds, the white seed turning green. The weed convulsed before rapidly wilting and blending in with the rest of the soil. Good babies! Turn those weeds into fertilizer!

“Milk for fertilization, and cum for weed killer to make more fertilizer, better tell Nicole and Nighty.” Just like that, I’m reminded of my troubles. “Great. Better talk to Pinkie and explain what’s happening so Caribou Radio can better counter it.” I went back inside, and had to pause, gawking at the sight. “Holy moly.”

Tia was ENORMOUS! I thought I got huge, but I haven’t seen her in days. She was perched atop a belly big enough to be a small house with Nighty standing on top of it in front of Tia’s head and tits, which also seemed bigger, and screaming at her older sister. “I’m taking you outside, and Robin’s vines are going to drain you!”

“NO~!” Tia whined before Nightmare growled and stomped her hoof, sending ripples across the white mare’s impossibly gigantic blimp of a belly. “AH~! YES! Do that again!”

“Holy shit…” I whispered to myself as Nightmare had to overcharge her magic to teleport Tia, likely she had to use the foyer as a stopover with how much her horn seemed to have to charge up for the move. This also explains why Rarity was cooking when I wasn’t instead of Tia. The white princess must have literally filled her room to capacity. That was all also Nicole’s cum for sure if she’s that needy, then I got lucky she didn’t make me her personal condom.

At the same time, I was jealous. That could be me. The distorted laughter echoed in my head and I shook my head. If the light ladies are fairies, what is that? If I’m not crazy, then who is watching me? Mocking me? Judging me?

Taking a cleansing breath, I went back downstairs to look for Pinkie. I searched the rooms, finding her and Maud’s shared room was empty, but she wasn’t in any of the other rooms either. In fact, Zephyr, the fillies, Rarity, none of them were here! Not even Nicole. Where is everyone? I then started searching for the tower. I found Rarity and the fillies in the second-floor library, so that was them. Maud was with Zephyr at the top floor of the tower, inspecting the tower’s crystal-based magic control systems. I finally found Pinkie along with the trio of dogs on the roof of the tower, at the base of a small radio tower that looked to be made of proper iron.

“No, Rover this wire here and that one there.” Pinkie told him.

“NO! Rover good tech maker. That wire goes here! Aid power usage!” the Dog huffed. “Also Grounds it! We are on top of the Tower! Still, need lightning rods!” Rover growled.

“Then it should go here not there!” Pinkie argued before pointing to metal rods circling the roof. “And we have lightning draws for grounding anyway!”

“Transmitter is larger than those! Will Draw it closer to the Tower! It’s a lighting rod!” Rover snarled.

The other two were looking between the pony and dog in confusion as they held large toolboxes. “Ugh! I really wish we had a pegasus here! They know all this weather hunky-dory like the backs of their hands!” Pinkie complained as she tugged on her hair, Rover rubbing his temples too.

“There’s a self-contained weather system around the tower. I’m sure you shouldn’t have to worry about lightning.” I commented, drawing their attention, especially the dogs who all gawked and eyed me...and I felt myself blush. Damn it! I’m still naked! Why do I keep forgetting things like this?!

“Actually, it’s still something to worry about. The tower can only contain a certain space, everything beyond it is still going on its own. So if the clouds overhead decide to-.” We were all blinded and deafened by a white light and a crack of what sounded like the world breaking and when it finally subsided we were all laying on the roof, my ears ringing, the still disconnected radio tower was looking a little red-hot. “THAT! CAN YOU HEAR ME!”

“WHAT?!” I asked, barely able to even hear myself as I got up and helped Pinkie and the dogs downstairs, Zephyr holding her ears as Maud helped her stay upright. “Was that lightning?!”

“Yes!” Pinkie shouted, my hearing finally able to pick things up again. “You see why we’re having trouble!”

“DOGS CAN’T HEAR! GOING DOWNSTAIRS PRETTY PINK PONY!” Rover shouted, holding his ears, his two companions doing the same as they went downstairs. Crap. They might be deaf until Nighty can see to them. Dogs have some of the most sensitive hearing.

“He says I’m pretty!” Pinkie giggled as she rubbed her ears. “But yeah! You see why we’re having so much trouble. I need a pegasus to help me make a system that will manage lightning before I can even start broadcasting. Rover is good, but he’s mostly about underground construction than he is about high rise construction.”

“Yes, that is a problem.” I groaned, rubbing my ears and wishing Nighty didn’t let me keep my fox-level hearing, thankfully I’m not deaf, yet, I sure as hell lost some of my hearing. “Damn it. I was hoping you would be further along. I just learned that caribou are all brainwashed and they lack the empathy and sympathy to be healthy, normal people. Wait, can't you just make a lighting rod system for the building to act as a grounder?”

“Which I will help with! Once, y’know, the tower is running and you’ve got caribou towers hijacked.” Pinkie sighed, then looked down at my basketball-sized tits. Wait, when did I get splashed with cold water after my bath? Ugh, the garden, the sprinkler system Pinkie and Maud installed went off, right. I was too busy getting milked to notice. “Forget your clothes again?” Pinkie asked sympathetically, looking at me like I had a problem...which I might.

“Yes.” I sighed, rubbing the back of my head. “I blame Nighty and Nicole for filling me up so much. Anyway, I had already started on the Caribou Radio Towers like a week ago.” Urban climbing wasn’t something I thought I would get to experience, but it’s pretty exciting.

“Well, look into finding someone from a former weather team. Nighty said she was looking but she’s been getting stalled by the caribou moving things around. She hasn’t even managed to locate my other sisters yet.” Pinkie said with her mane and tail straightening out.

“Sorry,” I whined and hugged her. Suddenly disappearing with Rarity had stirred up a panic. Caribou Slave Owners, which was over half the population, suddenly feared their ‘prizes’ could get stolen and started hiding them away. Rarity was considered one of the most expensive and prized slaves in Equestria, and having her taken in public was practically a declaration of war.

“Took Rarity Too fast,” Maud commented blandly as she approached her sister and rubbed her back.

“I know. But it was either that or assaulting her Owner and pulling her into the shop before doing it. Either way, everyone would’ve known, she was too high-profile.” I stated and felt a little uneasy at how Maud and Pinkie were still staring at my breasts. I mean, I know I’m stacked girls, but you’re both sporting bowling-balls on your chests.

“Actually, an under the table buy, even if it would go public would have caused less of a stir,” Zephyr commented as she walked over. “You would have had to fuck Rarity’s owner so well she would consider the price paid though, walked out the back door and just leave that way, but well, you’d have to be a god in the sack. But also considering rumors that the fat bitch Esmeralda was getting on in years, and was buying more toys from the, um, ‘gray’ market, she may have not been getting laid a lot. Also, you are a god in the sack, just looking at you would have maybe done it.”

“Well shit, how was I supposed~.” I bit my lip, Pinkie and Maud suddenly grabbed my breasts and started suckling. “Girls~ we’re having a serious conversation!”

“Um, you may want to cover up? Caribou as stacked as you tend to hypnotize people if you stay exposed.” Zephyr explained as if it was common knowledge.

“So I’m part Siren too? Great. Girls, off!” I gently pushed them off and crossed my arms over my breasts, the excess flesh, which there was a lot of, spilling under and over my arms.

“Kinda. Anyways, Sex is a currency for Caribou. The Dragon Lord keeps his lands from being invaded by fucking the King so well she’s willing to ignore them.” Zephyr explained. “Same with a few other leaders. Celestia was also given the option but stuck by her guns not to be intimidated by the war machine of the Caribou. She spent centuries in an arms race only to finally fall short when the caribou discovered internal combustion. These days, the Yaks are the only ones not fucking the Kings full of bastards and not submitting.”

“So I should stop being a prude and actually let ugly bitches have their way with me?” I mean, this does explain a good bit why that ugly shopkeep thought I would suck her dick for groceries. Beyond the fact, she was a bitch in a society revolving around sex.

“No, actually opening your legs for everyone would lead to you being considered, while beautiful, too easy. You need to maintain a level where people get that you aren’t a pushover, but you aren’t a prude. Show them you have standards.” Zephyr insisted with her eyes having drifted down to my crotch and my softball-sized gonads.

“So not stopping to fuck Esmeralda caused all this trouble,” I grumbled, the Pie sisters still eyeing me, starting to look horny. Please no. I’m not in the mood.

“Not that many actually saw you, they saw a twig appear against Rarity’s shoulder and then she vanished. The caribou army is actually actively working on finding out where it came from and what magic tree grows it so they can burn it down. Rarity’s disappearance is being called ‘The Great Twiggary’.”

“Hah! Really? They’re just little twigs that Nighty charms by the bundle to teleport to the foyer.” I commented in amusement, backing away from Pinkie and Maud as they started trying to touch me.

“I see, well still the stir is more about lingering magic possibly helping ponies disappear. Three fillies vanished from a factory’s barracks in a similar fashion right on camera, making the guards freak out. Of course, cameras are new and so are TVs, so that doesn’t help their nerves.” Zephyr explained.

“Okay, great, thanks for the info, gotta go!” I turned and jumped down the stairs, Pinkie and Maud in pursuit. “Snap out of it! I don’t wanna have sex!” Wow, that felt weird to say!

“But you’re so tasty!” Pinkie called out laughing.

“Milk.” Maud blandly stated.

“Help~! The Pie Sisters are thirsty~!” I started laughing as I kept running, this was so stupid and silly! The fact Pinkie was giggling helped lighten the mood more. We passed by Rarity, who looked at us in disapproval while the fillies all cheered us on. I ran outside and bounced off the white wall that was Celestia, sending me flying back into Pinkie and Maud, the latter stopping us cold in her arms. “What? I thought she was going to get drained!”

“Milk.” Maud blandly declared and started suckling my left breast while carrying us both outside, Pinkie suckled on my right breast as she leaned into me. How damn strong is Maud? Looking at Tia I saw Nighty trying and failing to convince my plunder vines to drain her. Which they were failing to understand, poking and prodding Tia curiously and sucking on her massive breasts. She was definitely lactating, but aside from that, the plants didn’t seem to understand they needed to drain her womb.

“Wow.” Pinkie said before latching onto my right nipple again. I’m surprised I still have milk to give with how much the vines just took.

“How do I get them to drain her womb?!” Nighty asked me desperately.

“They’ve never slipped into mine,” I replied, clueless as to how to convince them to do something they clearly didn’t have the instinct for.

“Oh~ I’m so full~...” Celestia dumbly cooed, humping her own belly and groping her enormous beach ball-sized bosom.

“This is a nightmare...don’t start!” Nighty pointed down at us as Pinkie and I giggled at her pun. “She’s practically a total bimbo! My sister has been reduced to a condom!” Nighty suddenly started sniffling and plopped onto her rear atop her cum balloon of a sibling.

Not having any idea what to do, or say, I looked at Maud, who let go of my nipple, looked at Pinkie, then back at the royal sisters, and she set us down. She rounded Tia, rolled her down, tossing Nighty to the grass, and then she promptly shoved an arm right up Tia’s cunt. “AH~!” Celestia came almost instantly, and she kept going as Maud was pulling something out, revealing the tie-off of the magic condom inside her.

Wordlessly, Maud somehow tore open the impossible cum receptacle and was rewarded by being absolutely coated in a deluge of cum that began erupting from Tia’s cunt, my vines hungrily descending on the pouring pussy to suck up as much as they could upon realizing where the fluids were. “No~! My cummies~!” Tia whined as her belly finally began deflating and we all watched in pity as the mind-fucked mare lamented the loss of her glorious ‘collection’.

“Okay, that works.” Nighty sniffled as Tia deflated, the vines going into her and fucking her relentlessly as they gorged on Nicole’s banked cum. “I may have resented her, but it hurts to see her like this.”

“N~Never mind! This is good!” Tia declared, her eyes rolling in their sockets and her tongue hanging out as she was wracked by mind-blowing orgasms. “Augh~ gonna do this again! Get so huge then empty it all at once!”

“Not much of an improvement,” I muttered before turning to Nighty. “You need a nap?” It’s been a roller coaster of an emotional ride today, I could go for a rest.

“I could definitely use one.” Nighty admitted with a whimper.

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I whimpered as I tried not to look at the room of eyes around me. The demented giggling was so loud, the laughter just bouncing around me like it was echoing off of walls that were somehow both right next to me and so far away they didn’t exist.

I yelped as a large black figure appeared behind me and started fucking me, I didn’t like it. I didn’t like even more when it began cumming and I started bloating up. Ugh, my belly is so big, too big, stop it! Only Nighty or Nicole can do this to me~! I’m not just some cumdump~!

There was a snap and the room crumbled. Wait, when did my cooking dream with my mother turn into a bleak snowscape?

I blinked. I was in some sort of horrific landscape. Black snow covered the ground and slowly drifted from the black clouds in the sky. Smokestacks trailing dark smoke into the clouds, making them even darker. A city colored black by the smoke and snow was in the valley below the hill I stood upon. I could see caribou, all wrapped in warm clothes, their faces covered to protect them from the deadly detritus in the air around them. There was no smog, the snow absorbed it all and became all the deadlier for it.

“Where the fuck?” I asked in confusion, adjusting my footing and noticing I was at least garbed in my padded armor.

“Novgorod.” Nightmare said next to me, appearing as if a shade from the ether rather than her usual teleporting. “It’s one of the many cities the caribou have taken in their conquest of the bears. The name of the nation long lost to their indoctrination and the same with its people having all been converted to caribou within two generations.”

“By, um...you and Celestia?” I stated, unsure what god to state since nobody has mentioned the Golden Goddesses, and Hylia is apparently worshiped by the caribou, somehow. Maybe Zeus wouldn’t mind? “I need a gas mask if I end up going to this place. Snow absorbing the smog or no, I don’t trust a simple scarf or bandana to handle something that turns snow black.”

“If you wish to invoke a god, reference our mother Hylia, the Guardian of all. That aside, we’re here because this is the nightmare of a certain pegasus I’ve been searching for along with the rest of the Pie family and Miss Pommel.” Nightmare looked at her hooves and bent down, picking up a snowball of the black stuff, and even picking it out revealed the layer below was also black, and hardening into black ice. “It matches my coat…”

“So, um, what are we doing here then?” Nighty seemed oddly introspective as she compared her fur to the unnatural snow for a moment, then huffed and tossed the snowball over her shoulder.

“We’re here to find the mare, tell her where to go if she manages to escape, and then I’m going to have you find her.” Nightmare’s words were punctuated by the very air seeming to bend, shift, and the ground to move under us until we were now standing in a dark room with a mare bound to a bed and crying as she struggled against the torture device that was grinding against her sex, pulling on her nipples, and gagging her.

“Okay, that is fucked up as hell.” I cringed as we approached, the dim lights revealing her sweat, cum, and bloodstained coat was a beautiful cyan like the midday sky under the scarring and the gunk. Her ratty mane and tail were literally striped in the rainbow, but her eyes were blindfolded so we couldn’t see them.

“She’s a rebel, always fighting. I admire her Loyalty to Equestria. Even as a child she loved our country, our people. Rainbow Dash is truly a wonder in these times.” Nightmare waved a hand, and suddenly Rainbow wasn’t bound, gagged, blinded, and sexually tormented. She bolted to her hooves and punched me in the face, then choked me before Nightmare pulled her off. “Now, now. That’s no way to treat your future savior.” This must be a dream, I didn’t even FEEL that!

“All caribou are fucking scum!” The cerise-eyed mare declared with burning hatred, but it became confusion as Nighty’s magic swept over me, and I was suddenly a black-furred fox, my tail once more long and poofy, but tipped with white still. “Whoa! Uh...sorry?”

“Don’t think I’ll forget this. In the real world, I’m a caribou, though not by birth. I’d appreciate it when you get to our base that you learn to get over your racism fast. The caribou are victims too!” I declared, to which Rainbow was about to heatedly reply, only for Nighty to put a hand to her temple, and her eyes went black for a moment and she gasped.

“H-holy shit! They’re trying to make me one of them?! All of us! Those fucking bastards! Do they do this to their own people?! Where’s the Loyalty?!” Rainbow demanded in disgust, and it was now that she wasn’t trying to kill me that I noticed her breasts were fairly modest DDs and her hips were wide enough to give her athletic body an hourglass, but aside from that she was a corded muscular mare with big wings and white scars lining around her body from cuts.

“They have none provided willingly save by those who truly believe in the King’s dynasty and their goals of world conquest.” Nightmare informed the mare with all seriousness.

“Yes,” I groaned, rubbing my throat, didn’t feel it, but the phantom touch was still thing. “I’ve been affected by the damn Propaganda and I’ve only been going into town once a week on supply runs. Also is there a Radio Tower here?”

“I'm not sure. Look, I’m guessing this is a dream, right?” Rainbow asked rhetorically, getting nods from us. “Then I’ll be brief before I wake up. This room is in the basement of my owner Barisa, the mayor of Novgorod. I’m kept here every night in that damn torture device, and every day I’m forced into a shock collar and ordered to work on clearing the sky with every other pegasus they’ve enslaved and carted up here. Your best bet is to get me out of the manor, the collar will kill me if I try to escape and don’t return the moment it starts zapping me.”

“Nightmare, can you bring up the mayor?” I asked my lover.

“Yes.” Nightmare said with a flat look. “I could also give her a heart-attack-inducing night terror if you’d like.”

“As much as I would appreciate that, it would mean you’d have more trouble finding me.” Rainbow nervously held up her hands, getting a bit pale.

We shifted again. This time to a land of even blacker snow and a large caribou that actually looked healthy sitting on a bench. She looked over the city of Novgorod and looked...sad. Moments later, a dream Rainbow Dash, in a very flattering maid outfit approached with a carafe of hot coffee. “Your coffee milady.”

“Thank you Dash darling,” Barisa said, taking a mug and gesturing for the dream dash to sit, the real Rainbow gawking at the girly-girl version of her that was slightly bigger in the bust. “I swear, life would be so much harder without you and your people’s expertise in the weather. If not for you, my city would be a lifeless wasteland by now.”

“Doesn’t help the factories keep dumping more smog into it.” Dream Dash said as she took her own mug of coffee and sipped it as she leaned into the bigger caribou.

“I know...I know…” Barisa lamented, and suddenly we were back in Dash’s dream.

“Uh….” I wasn’t sure what to think. Clearly this Barisa was still a bigot and had a thing for Rainbow, but she seemed troubled by the state of things rather than just taking advantage of the situation.

“That bitch wants me to be a big-titted bimbo! The slut!” Rainbow declared, but the blush she had highlighting her cheeks seemed more out of embarrassment than rage. “I mean, sure, I looked hot with bigger tits, and pegasus magic negates our body's effect on the air…”

“Rainbow, shush.” Nightmare told her. “Robin, you look like you have some thoughts.”

“Well one, we can’t save every pegasus from this city. It would kill everyone. Two we may be able to make a deal with this caribou could even turn her to our side if we play it slow and focus on the town.” I told Nightmare.

“Sorry, I’m not waiting. Get me out of here!” Rainbow seethed with grit teeth.

“I didn’t say we weren’t getting you first. You’ll be a term in the deal. We need you too, but she’s infatuated with you.” I stated as Nightmare started catching on.

“No way! I’m not gonna whore myself to that bitch after years of her trying to condition me! I’d sooner strangle her to death than let her touch me again!” Rainbow snarled as she paced around her torture bed, but seemed flustered.

“Okay Dash, listen. I’ll be the one most likely whoring myself out. Two, I just said we need you, we can’t afford for you to stay here. Three, if we can convince her to take the deal in maybe three years of work we might get Novgorod as a base.” I sighed. “What we need is Starswirl’s weather spell, quarter strength, and me peddling ‘wares’, likely as a fox to sell the idea that I’m a foreign traveling merchant.”

“Are you sure? You’d face less criticism if you did it as a caribou, even if the Cervine Forest Kingdom doesn’t indoctrinate travelers.” Nightmare commented, and I licked my lips to wet them.

“Nighty. I get you really love my caribou body, but I was a fox before. That, and eventually people are going to connect the dots and my caribou form could become a public enemy. I’ll have to get used to changing my looks on a semi-regular basis if I want to avoid that, at least so long as being another race for the role is fitting.” I declared to my lover, who looked concerned.

“Changing bodies? That sounds cool, and yeah caribou are dumb as rocks, but they would recognize a red caribou stealing mares eventually.” Rainbow commented, annoyed but seeing the plan...slightly. “She could be like a Changeling.”

“But it was so much work to get your caribou body just right. I may have acted like it was nothing, but you were in mortal peril as I worked.” Nightmare fretted, and I did feel a little sick at remembering that moment in time, where I had no body under my control, and all that kept me alive were my lungs and heart supplying my brain with oxygen. “Besides! Your armor can still change your appearance with the right charms, and you’ll be able to act like Zephyr!”

“Why not just have her learn from a Changeling?” Dash commented.

“I haven’t even managed to make any headway in finding my niece and her changeling allies. They seem to have a natural defense against mental intrusion.” Nightmare admitted with frustration.

“One acts like a rock out here. I talk to him while clearing the weather. He’s injured and has been trying to nurse himself back to health. He’s already here on their behalf acting as a spy, so you can use him as a contact.” Rainbow explained, showing us a rock that had Rainbow’s Cutie Mark on it in the memories Nighty pulled the scene from. “He did that so I would know where to find him.”

“Okay...that would prolong the mission to find him then have Nighty contact his allies to learn,” I commented making Rainbow whine.

“But it would give me, Sister, and Star Swirl a new understanding of transfiguration, especially Living transfiguration. We could more easily disguise ourselves without being forced to use spells that forcibly transform a person entirely into another species and inherently another person. Which is why I went the route I did with you, Robin.” Nightmare declared, now set on this path.

“Right.” I sighed. “So first the changeling, you and Star Swirl get the spell ready. Once that’s done, I’ll sneak into the manor at night, rescue Rainbow Dash, and after a few days, I’ll show up as a traveling fox merchant with weather control crystals for sale. Whether or not they buy them or ‘confiscate’ them, it’ll work out and hopefully, you’ll be able to negotiate larger scale ones with Barisa on terms to ally with us.”

“Wait that’s the plan?” Rainbow asked confused. “That takes a while.”

“Yes, but it's actually long term and may gain us a city, even if they have to play loyal to the king to hide us. With a city we can start a smuggling operation to get mares and stallions out.” NIghtmare commented. “A legitimate business inside Novgorod’s walls could buy them legally and transport them to someplace we can take them to safety.”

“That and we can stockpile weapons that the caribou manufacture legally too,” I commented. We had an okay armory for a small band of rebels, a bunch of service pistols, a few rifles, but if we could actually get supplied? Start arming a whole rebel army? We’d stand a much better chance once the shit hits the fan.

“Whoa. You guys are real eggheads. I just want out so I’m not getting tortured every night. But okay. Don’t take too long getting me out.” Rainbow demanded as she crossed her arms under her chest.

“A week or two at most Dash. We need to prepare. Also, nightmare wipe this dream from her memory, at least the plan, give her some inclination she’s going to be saved though.” I requested Nightmare.

“How about I do one better?” Nightmare grinned devilishly, and with a snap of her fingers, suddenly Rainbow was completely healed with all scars gone and was blinking from her spot at the center of a lavish heart-shaped bed, several incredibly hunky stallions who were all ridiculously hung standing around the edge, and the cyan mare’s face turned brilliant red.

“What is your bidding mistress Dash, the most celebrated athlete in the world?” Intoned all the handsome and hung stallions as several medals and trophies of achievements glimmered along the walls of the huge bedroom.

“Yeah, that will definitely make her forget the rest of what we said.” I chuckled as the dream began to fade, Rainbow quickly pouncing on a stallion with incredible hunger. Hopefully, that doesn’t mean the caribou have corrupted her too much in spite of her strong will. “Okay, so the plan is set, what do we-AH~!” I squealed as Nighty suddenly pounced on me, my breasts inexplicably expanding as she tore off my armor and molested me.

“Enough work talk! I need some fun! Squeal pet!” Nightmare declared excitedly as she suddenly rammed her cock into me, and I obliged her with an incredible soprano wail of ecstasy. This is right! For some reason, I felt relief that it was Nighty railing-!

“AH~! NIGHTY~!”