Hyrulequestria

Ch.20

The next day I was out of the castle, shifting species in one of my favorite spots out in town near the bakery. Apparently, I got a lot of creatures in my ‘library’ now, mostly small animals. Rabbit, squirrel, hare, a few birds, and I think I had a mouse or rat. As for more fantasy animals, I had what Luna called a Chimera and a Manticore. Thankfully none of which were anthro, so nobody was sacrificed to that altar, thank gosh.

That said though, there still wasn’t even a single instance of a wild fox, when I asked I was told foxes are not native to Equestria despite the wooded nature of the land. However, they are common back in the forested homeland of the caribou, irony. There are dogs though, so I am a bit confused as to this world’s biodiversity. Whatever, it was a bit difficult at the start to turn into anything besides a caribou, but it got easier with practice.

“Still having trouble there?” I looked down at the friendly face of Millos, who like the hunk of muscle he was, was casually carrying a whole tree on his shoulder. Unf.

“Yeah. I’m not a natural magic user, to begin with, now I’ve got this innate ability that is so weird to me. I’m not a natural-born slime either, and hell, I’m not even native to this world. There’s no damn magic where I’m from.” I grumbled, crossing my arms under my boobs, which as usual were exposed. I don’t care about bothering to get dressed these days. I’m hot and the world should appreciate it. That and I’m still a giantess slime, no clothes for girls in my size.

“Come back here!” We heard Scootaloo shout as she chased a feral fox. What?

“Where did she find that?” I asked confused.

“Maybe one that is invading this ecosystem, caribou keep them as pets,” Millos explained as it gave the orange pegasus filly a workout, running around like fluffy lightning on legs. “Not surprising really. It’d give the native herbivores a reason to compete with a natural predator invading their home, so it’s not all bad. There have been bunny stampedes after all.”

“Wait, seriously?” I imagined a horde of cute bunnies swarming a town and devouring all of its vegetables. “Huh, that is more devastating than I would’ve considered before becoming a gardener.” Said garden was in the castle courtyard, which was supposed to be a flower garden anyway. Now it grows food instead.

The fox turned in my direction and jumped atop my mound of goo, springing off of me and up onto the tree Millos was holding, then along the tree and up into my cleavage with a sloshing ‘boing~’ sound. “Hey! No fair!” Scootaloo complained, hunching over and gasping for breath with her hands on her knees. “I’ve been chasing that little guy for hours!”

I perked up as simply hiding in my cleavage was enough for me to sample its fur. “Girl. You’ve been harassing this poor girl for hours you mean.” I peered down into my slimy cleavage, finding the wet-looking critter sniffing me and licking my membrane. I definitely taste delicious, so she’s probably fine where she is for now. “I’ve got her, but don’t be mean to animals Scoots.”

“Aw. I wanted her as a pet.” Scootaloo huffed, kicked a small pebble on the cobblestone, and sulked as she meandered off.

“Maybe after she calms down. And only if the animal wants pets.” I told the young filly before she was out of earshot. “Well, that was a thing.”

“Yip!” The fox called to me, so I moved a finger to her head for her to chomp and rub against.

“Yep. Rather silly to see that, especially since it dove right in.” Millos pointed to my heaving breasts, as big as his girlfriend’s at my giantess size. “Well, I’ve got work to get back to.” Millos nodded to me, and I watched the shirtless shorts-wearing man’s ass as he left. Purr~.

“Well, you’re safe with me girl. Feel free to eat, I’ve got mass to spare.” I said to her, and she looked up at me with intelligent eyes, before nibbling. Yes, animals in this world are very smart, but not quite up there in self-awareness as the anthro races. I need to keep reminding myself that.

Do I have a pet now? Eh, don’t think so.

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I slithered around town for a bit, my fox companion content to stay in my cleavage and nap after having a big meal of my goo. The castle was fully restored in the month I was nesting, and now work was going to the town surrounding it on the plateau. Changelings are quite industrious. Tia likened them to an army of young alicorns since they all have the capacity to be as strong as earth ponies, fast and flighty as pegasi, and intelligent and magically gifted as unicorns. Only they can’t be all of them at once, they can only specialize.

When I asked around, the changelings said they’ve never done something like this before in their history, content to just live in cave systems they’ve dugout in the badlands and be left alone with scouts and infiltrators bringing back food, aka; Love. Nowadays they barely had need to forage for Love when they discovered they could produce it themselves. Good thing too, since the invading caribou barely even understand or feel true Love.

“Hungry~.” I heard from Pinkie as she was baking in the bakery as I was passing. “Need food~!”

“Soon.” Maud blandly said to her sister as the magic oven-baked their goods. The sisters had moved into the bakery, saying the castle was a bit too ‘hoity-toity’ for them. Nevermind that Pinkie has put up a second radio tower atop the Royal Spire that manages to blend in with the conical roof, so she has to commute to a room set aside for her broadcast equipment.

Oh yeah~! Right! I forgot, she got her radio station working. Not to full capacity as of yet, but a couple of changelings have rigged a few of the caribou’s radio towers to ping her signal around and spread the good feelings! I had done what I could, but my missions to make them were slow and had to be taken over by those who weren’t giant pools of slime. Where she got the upbeat pop music I’ll never know. Especially songs from earth like Smooth Criminal and Stand Out.

“Oh! Robin~!” Pinkie called out, suddenly flying out of the second-floor window when before she’d been in the downstairs shop with her sister. She landed right in my cleavage like a diver, and I sighed in content as I felt her devouring me with aplomb. The fact that I’ve had several people eating from me and I’m still two-stories tall is annoying, I hope Luna has the reservoir done soon, I’m getting tired of being so gigantic and having to go amorphous to get indoors.

“Pinkie.” Maud blandly stated before walking out of the front door like a normal person and then patted my locomotion mound in wordless apology.

“It’s okay. Is Miss Fox okay though?” I asked, only to snort in amusement at seeing the fox comfortably nestled in Pinkie’s cleavage, poking her head out of the two bowling ball-sized chest melons in the opening of Pinkie’s sundress. “Yeah, she’s fine.”

“Yummy~! Thanks for lunch Robin, you always taste like the bestest stuff!” Pinkie declared as she reclined in my cleavage, the fox contently dozing in her own cleavage. Cleavageception!

“Okay, well eat as much as you want. I have plenty.” I told Pinkie, who got starry-eyed as Maud slowly blinked with her mouth turning just slightly downward. I guess this was a bad idea?

“Buffet of Chocolate~!” Pinkie declared before going to town on me. I moaned and cried out as she assaulted me in a far-too-sexual manner, humping my breasts as she tore into me, diving into my body and-. “I can hear your thoughts!” Wait, you can hear my brain?! “Yeppers!” G-get out! “Sure thing!” I moaned as Pinkie swam and ate her way down through my body, and I squealed in orgasm as she pulled herself through my instinctively built vagina, and I was a shuddering wreck when she pushed apart my engorged slimy labia and tumbled out of my pussy, absolutely drenched with Miss Fox barking in adorable keening yips.

“Ah~...” I weakly moaned between pants. I haven’t gotten off that hard in a while, and I’m still getting over the week-long love session with Luna. “Th-that was...amazing. But please don’t do that again unless I’m ready for it.” Also, while she was inside me, thoughts I don’t think were mine were filling my head. Like how fun swimming inside me was, or how I taste like snozberries sometimes. Maybe making a core for myself wasn’t a bad idea to avoid that again.

“Well, I got you down a few feet.” Pinkie chuckled licking her lips as she rubbed her engorged belly. Indeed, my line of sight was now below the rooftop, and back down to the eaves of the roof of the two-story building. But this again proves Pinkie is unnaturally good at-

“WHOA~!” I squealed, rapidly getting shorter as Maud was sucking me down her gullet through my mound. I watched in awe and some fear as she bloated out into a massive decuplet pregnancy-sized belly, tearing apart her suspenders before she stopped, and gave a tiny burp.

“Tasty.” Maud praised blandly as she held me in her arms atop her belly and her breasts the same size as her sister’s.

“I think you almost ate me.” I huffed, feeling really small now from atop Maud’s belly and boobs. There is no way that belly-eep! I fell into her cleavage as she hugged me, her belly suddenly just gone like that time she gorged on my cum back when the sisters first joined us. “That’s just scary! Last time it was hot, but this time it’s spooky! Where does it all go?!” Whoa, I’m very small now and slightly glowing? This...feels good. Feels right. Not quite small enough yet, I think.

“Trust me, Robin, you don’t wanna know!” Pinkie told me, her own belly back to being trim, and Miss Fox still content to be in her boobs. “If you need to get back up in size a bit, I have a lot of baked bads you can absorb from me testing this fancy magic oven.”

“Ah...okay,” I said, shifting to a feral fox exactly like Miss Fox, and looked up at Maud from my spot in her cleavage. “Kon!” Oh, I can’t talk like this? Hm, I guess I don’t have the vocal cords to-oh~ yes~...scratch right there…

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After getting over being a pet of the Pie sisters, which involves a lot of scratches and belly rubs which, FYI, are divine. I turned back to goo and absorbed Pinkie’s garbage muffins and other burned goods. Tasted a bit like the stuff should, but without tasting burned. Anyway, Miss Fox seems to have decided to become Pinkie’s pet, the ball of fluff refusing to leave her cleavage and the pink mare more than content to let her be, so I left her with the sisters.

Now a respectable height again, my comfortable 6 feet letting me feel more at ease. I’d rather get back up to 8 feet if I’m gonna be any serious size, but for now, it was nice to not worry about any logistics in size. I went past where the reconstruction was going on and aimlessly wandered. I’d already combed these ruins for useful stuff back when I and Luna were new to this crazy world, but I just wanted to be alone for this. Pinkie diving into me was a wake-up call. I need a core.

The last thing I need is for a strong-willed asshole getting into me and taking control of my body. Now, how do I make a core? Trachea only loosely touched on it, and Luna and Tia didn’t explain much. But I got the impression from Pinkie, that it could be organic, or has to be organic. Please don’t tell me I have to decapitate something and use its head. That’s not only gross, but I don’t feel like violating something that much. Killing something for food is one thing, to steal its brain is another.

Hm...I have fox magic, even now. I’m aligned with plants, maybe I can use a plant? Or...a seed? That feels right.

I quickly rushed across town, waving to Millos and Avera as I passed them to cross the bridge to venture out into the forest, looking for any plants or trees that caught my eye, extending out my senses in the weak understanding that I have of my magic. When tending my garden, I get sensations, impressions. I hummed to myself, considering the feedback as I rolled along, but I paused in slight surprise at sensing the familiar presence of Plunder Vines.

Or rather, their seeds. But...something was wrong with them. They felt sick, or twisted. At least that’s the impression I got. My precious darlings at the tower and transplanted in the courtyard weren’t like this, but I can just tell there’s Plunder in the ground around here. That said, why haven’t they grown? “What’s going on here?” I asked myself as I stabbed a spike of goo into the ground, then drew out the dark seed. It was a sickly purple-black unlike the healthy purple-green of my pets.

“Oh, what happened to you,” I whined, petting the seed. It seemed to react like a scared animal, burning my membrane, but I persevered, running my fingers over it and letting my magic wash over it. Soon, the black ridges of the thorny seed began turning green as I removed whatever taint was infecting it. “There. Hey, I know you don’t have much of a mind, but, can I ask if I can use you for my mind?” Hey, magic plant. Better off asking first. Magic is weird.

I got back an impression of gratitude and acceptance. How I can tell, I still don’t understand, but taking a bracing psychosomatic breath, I plunged the seed thorn-first into my head-

“Would you look at your faces! So serious! How about we play pin the tail on the pony?”

I helplessly felt myself twisting, something that makes me angry at everything as the mocking voice laughed, reached in-nononono! Please no! I felt guilty relief as the meaty claw grabbed some of my friends and not me, sadness mixed with rage as I heard him eating them.

“Oh? You think you can stop me? That is HIL-arious! HA-ha-ha-ha~!” I suddenly found myself scattered from the prison holding me and my friends, rolling along the ground and two entities being imprinted on me, to fill me with murderous hate and wrath for these two creatures. The white one and the blue one, day and night. They will suffer-

I gasped, returning to myself. I was a puddle on the forest floor, some small woodland critters drinking from me until I jolted and began reforming, sending them skittering off. “That was...a memory? Why do these Plunder hate Tia and Luna?” I got a resentful impression, but not at them, at the voice. “He did this? He corrupted these Plunder?” I got back a notion of confirmation. “What were you to do?”

A vision of a cave, lit by the unnatural blue light of the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen entered my mind. It was a crystal tree, easily the size of a small mansion with 5 main branches coming from the trunk, many smaller branches adding to the bough. At the base of the tree, however, were two marks. A sun and crescent moon. Matching Tia and Luna’s marks. It was quickly overtaken by black and purple thorny vines, choking the life from it.

“S-something to do with the tree, and my lovers?” A notion of confirmation. “Where?” I felt a tug in a direction, and I took off like a slimy rocket.

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It was the ravine, the one separating the plateau from the rest of the forest. I plunged down into it, following the pulling sensation my new core was leading me with. I slithered into the cave I found and soon discovered the tree. “Wow...why didn’t Luna or Tia mention this place?” I neared the massive tree of crystal, touching the trunk around their marks on it.

Unsure of what I’m looking for, I roamed over the tree, the crystal warm to the touch and seeming to want to stick to me, despite me being amorphous slime. I climbed up on my mound, reaching the center of the bough where a star-shaped hole was seemingly carved into it. At the back of the carving was another mark, this one of a six-pointed star surrounded by five smaller stars. Considering that the tree had Tia and Lulu’s marks, this must be another pony.

I filled the engraving of the mark, remembering the impression it formed in my slime. I then went to the branches, doing the same for those indentations. The discovery of Pinkie’s, Rarity’s, and Dash’s marks in those indents told me these were the marks of the Sages of Harmony. The magic of the Elements must have gone to these six mares when they shattered! Or something! I must tell Luna!

“Hoo.” A prismatically feathered owl called as it landed on my right antler just as I started moving to get to Luna. “Hoo!” It called again and I noted it had weird shifting patterns in its eyes.

“Huh, what the hell?” I asked the Owl as it stayed on my antler even when I shook my head. “Well, if you wanna tag along that’s fine.” I shrugged, darting out of the cave at my new preferred high speed, going straight up the ravine wall.

“HOO~!” Wailed the owl as I moved up the vertical plane, then felt something odd as I grew a Plunder vine out of my antler...huh?! My core is growing vines in me?! I feel good about this! I like it! Antlers of thorny vines! Awesome! I absorbed the goo of my antlers after they were filled with green and purple vine, a contrast to my cream and red slime. I almost feel like a forest nymph or something! I’m gonna be a druid! Yay! My core agrees with me! WOO!

Hey, ladies! You cute little balls of light, where’ve you been? You like the idea of me being a druid slime too? Cool, let’s be friends! Well, if you ever talk to me instead of just show up without showing up.

“Being mischievous, interesting.” I heard a feminine voice chuckle from the Owl. She sounded almost musical and sent a sense of calm through me as I continued onward. “You need practice though.”

“Um, who are you?” I asked as I moved into the castle, since it acted as a fortress for the town with the bridge being the only way in on foot, like Bastille Saint-Antoine, the ancient fortress of Paris. Wait, why did I remember that trivia? Why do I suddenly remember all my gaming sessions with clarity? I was high for most of those!

“A being that has been observing the world in and around the Everfree for a while now. I can’t do much to help though.” The woman’s voice said, the owl twisting its head about. “Haven’t been out of the cave for a bit though. Hm, your mind needs a bit of cleaning...what is this substance...Cocaine?”

“A hell of a drug. Don’t snort it unless you’re suicidal. Safe in small doses and only on occasion, and best if taken as a pinch under the tongue.” I recited back, blinking. I forgot half of that years ago. “Get out of my head! I just got this core to avoid this!” My core sprouted more thorns on my plant-antlers, to which the owl shimmied around.

“Sorry. I forget it’s rude to intrude without asking. I am Harmonia, or rather an avatar of her. I’m that tree you saw back in the cave, the source of the Elements of Harmony, before they shattered in desperation to try and protect at least this place when those cruel ruffians invaded.” Introduced the avatar of Harmonia.

“YES, NAYRU SHE’S UP!” The Greenlight yelled as she appeared just as suddenly as she did over a month ago. Wait, she just invoked Nayru! Is this-ow. Brain. Uh...what was I thinking about?

“So you’re another Goddess?” I asked as the Owl hopped about my antlers, my thorns retracting.

“Yes, and I was half tempted to smite you when you came down in the shape of a caribou, but I refrained when I saw you were a slime,” Harmonia told me.

“Don’t hate all caribou. They’re mostly brainwashed and there are a few good ones even so.” I mewled in reply as I rushed about the castle, looking for either of the royal princesses.

“But there’s just as many bad. They are a race stripped of their Harmony, forced onto a path unnatural to them. If My power were whole, I could free them of their cruel fate with a blast of rainbow brilliance! Well, many, many blasts of my prismatic beauty.” The multi-colored owl preened proudly. Not literally though.

After searching the first few floors, I found Luna flirting with a husky Diamond Dog girl with large pumpkin-sized jugs covered by her shirt and suspenders as Luna leaned over her workbench. Luna had the predatory look of wanting someone to submit to her. I noted she had a bulge in her trousers right now, so she was definitely ‘hungry’. Meanwhile, the Dog worked on the other side, blushing as she made dynamite wicks or something with string.

“Come now, a girl like thee needs to have some fun~.” Luna purred at the white-furred admittedly hot girl.

“I-I have work...and I’m not into girls.” The Diamond Dog stuttered with her face deeper shade of red.

“Aw, poo. We could make mineself male for a quick hour of fun though~.” Luna suggested, turning herself into a pure male and oh~ he’s hot! So handsome! I wanna smooch him! “We can be whatever thou wishes, sexy thing~.” Oh~ the voice~! Like audio velvet chocolate!

“Th-that has less to do with you being physically male than it is you being a woman.” She turned even redder, her breasts swelling slightly with arousal as she looked away in embarrassment.

“Oh~. Sorry. We understand.” Luna suddenly backed off, not pushing further. It’s good to see he’s improved from being dominating to the point of crushing the wishes of others to respecting boundaries. “Who’s the lucky dog?”

“N-none of your business!” The way her breasts were straining her suspenders, I suspect she has a rather attractive male on her mind suddenly.

“Oh~ he’s cute isn’t he?” Luna teased with his delicious voice and her breasts popped her suspender buckles, nearly bouncing free of her shirt which she wrapped her arms around, her white face somehow overtaken by red.

“Sh-shut up and leave me alone!” The hot currently beach-ball chested dog shouted in embarrassment before she ran off and out of the mostly empty workshop.

“Nighty.” I sighed, and then the Owl got angry.

“It’s Luna dear. Oh? Who is this beautiful visitor upon thine perch?” Luna asked as he approached. “Hm? Plunder vines? Thou made a Plunder seed thine core dear?”

“Yes, and you want me to address you as Luna in public too?” I asked before the bird started puffing up.

“Yes.” Luna chuckled before the Owl rushed from my antlers and started tugging at Luna’s ether mane, trying to pull it out, but failing because, y’know, it’s ether?

“You selfish traitor! If you didn’t give into temptation and desynchronized with the Elements of Loyalty, Honesty, and Magic, none of this would have transpired!” Harmonia screeched, her musical voice sounding like a thousand angry fat ladies at the end of an opera as she landed back on my antlers.

“Oh, hello Harmonia,” Luna said to the Owl as he looked up to her. “We do regret mine actions, but not the reasons behind them. We art a better pony now after having 1000 years of isolation to think about what We’ve done. Well, that, and discovering this delicious little toy thou art perched upon.” Luna purred at me with his deep soothing voice as he wrapped his arms around me, and I swooned, wanting to melt into his arms, but not wanting to literally splash everywhere, so I held myself together.

“Homina, homina, homina.” I said, my face feeling really warm as my breasts swelled up as I got so horny just from his praise. “W-wait. The foals?” I nervously asked, rubbing his toned midriff, exposed by his open jacket. Yum, those abs.

“Safe, We’re not that careless love. They’re there. We may look purely male, but We still have a womb in a pocket space for them.” He explained. “We’ve been on the prowl for another ‘friend’ since so many Diamond Dogs are around and the rest of mine lovely harem are all so busy or occupied. So We thought; why not have a bit of fun with one of the lovely dogs around?” As sleazy and disgusting as that statement was, as Luna’s lover I can attest that she/he is a ride worth taking. Besides, even if I love her, I still feel no pressure not to have fun with others.

“You always did have a thing for the canine folk. It explains why you so quickly fell head over hooves for this one when you first met.” Harmonia commented-GET OUT OF MY HEAD! My antlers moved, poking her admonishingly with the sharp tips of my antlers. “Sorry! Habit!”

“Quite so. Most Ponies didn’t understand why We had a pet wolf, but well…” He purred. “Even if mine interest in ferals has faded as We matured if that hound were to show up somehow~.”

“Ew~ bestiality is gross!” I stuck out my tongue, my breasts returning to their normal size as my arousal was taken out back and shot several times.

“It’s not bestiality if they’re self-aware and consenting dear. Then it’s called xenophilia~.” Luna lilted with that delectable voice, and I couldn’t deny that point, but still.

“I’d rather not mate with someone who doesn’t stand upright just as well, thank you very much.” I could get to know and maybe love a person with a body like that, but sorry, I like my partners anthro or at least humanoid. Why do I sense I’m going to mate a feral now? Or at least someone who has a body type like that? Eugh, damn you, Murphy!

“Oh, you would with his size.” Luna chuckled. “But anyway, that was a thousand years ago and I have no clue what could’ve been done to him for being my pet after I rebelled. Unless he somehow survived the fallout of mine actions he’s long gone.”

“I do miss him coming around and humping my trunk,” Harmonia stated sadly.

“Oh Goddess, can we not talk about beastiality or xenophilia or whatever?! Tree! Marks! Mares! Elements!” I held up my arms and formed six flat plates of cream slime with red goo filling in the emblems, revealing the mare’s marks.

“Alright.” Harmonia chuckled. “But really neither terms match me because, you know, tree.”

“So thou hast found the Tree of Harmonia?” Luna said looking to the bird. “And the cutie marks of those we need to find. Why didn’t We consider Harmonia would mark the intended heirs of her power?”

“Because you and your sister are too focused on sex,” Harmonia told him blandly. “And Still have no idea how I became the holder of the Sages power and not the damn sword. I was a seed during the last ‘event’.”

“Hey! Thou try not getting laid for 1000 years! We know for a fact thou dost go about as various creatures and fornicate-OW!” Luna yelped as Harmonia, somehow turning red, began pecking his scalp. “The truth hurts! I was Honesty after all!” Shouted out my currently-stallion as he fled from Harmonia’s beaked wrath, the now purely red avatar shouting obscenities at him as she gave chase.

…

I’m gonna go masturbate with my new vines to thoughts of male Luna now.