Hyrulequestria

Ch.27

After having help getting Surgeon just outside of town, the cows also helped me drain her, explaining someone needed to milk her tits as well as fist her cunt and hold her cervix open. It was only thanks to Surgeon’s magic that our fawn embryos survived this ordeal. Damn the King, that heartless bitch. She must’ve known on sight and smell that Surgeon was pregnant, and she still did this. Then again, she seemed to want me to pop her with my cum, so the monster definitely did it knowing it’d kill the fawns otherwise.

Even with enthusiastic help though, it took hours to get Surgeon down to a size fit for travel. That being at a size looking at term with decuplets on my cum, which Surgeon was too tired to use her magic on after protecting the fawns. After our helpers left, giving words of encouragement and comfort, I used twigs to get us home, refusing to put Surgeon back down from the bridal carry I had her in, even if her currently gigantic belly and beach-ball boobs were hard to see past and all the shopping bags were a burden.

“We made it.” Surgeon tiredly said before sighing in relief, sagging into my shoulder and nuzzling my neck as I turned to goo, sized up a bit to hold her better, and began carrying her upstairs, leaving our shopping laying on the floor. This was our home and nobody would just make off with it. “Sorry, it turned out so bad.”

“Don’t blame yourself. Blame that bitch.” I snarled, nuzzling her as I kept us going up. “It was incredible, won’t lie, but you nearly died Surgeon. I can’t ever forget that.”

“It was incredible. Sure, I feared for my life, but the whole thing was satisfying in a way I can’t really describe. I think I might ask to see Princess Celestia’s charm necklace, I wanna do that again, but safely.” Surgeon admitted with a dopey grin and mischievous eyes.

“Surgeon.” I mewled, still feeling that bitch’s seed swirling around in my ‘womb/belly’ as I got closer to the bedroom. “Only if it’s safe! I don’t want to lose you. Ugh, why is her seed so hard to digest!”

“It’s notoriously known to stay for days, maybe months,” Nicole said as I set Surgeon on the bed next to her, the two looking almost like identical twins with how massive they both were, even if their fur was different colors on their backs. “I can tell from the smell who you’re talking about. It’s like me but stronger.”

“I’ll just eject it then!” I snarled as I went to the bathroom, trying to move this concoction to piss it out, but it was damn stubborn! “Fucking bitch!” I cursed loudly and heard Luna asking about me back in the suite proper as I removed my current womb, turning it into more of a condom and dumped it on the floor, ultimately about the size of a small beanbag chair. How does someone that small pack that much fluid? Magic for sure, that’s how I do it besides slime shenanigans.

“Is that...what I think it is?” Luna muttered as she entered the bathroom, eyeing the cum bubble like it was both something incredible and terrifying at the same time. I don’t get what’s so interesting, even the fairies were examining it.

“The King’s stubborn seed? Yes.” I growled before ‘kicking’ the blob with my mound in disgust. “Bah! She even forced me to eat something to counter Surgeon’s sterility spell. I’m not getting pregnant with her spawn!”

“Thou hast no clue what thou hast done! Beloved, Love, Dear Heart thou art a gift of our Mother Hylia upon this world!” Luna declared as she jumped on me, fluttering smooches all over my face as she tried to crush my membrane to death with a full-body arm-and-leg glomp.

“Huh?” I asked dumbly, holding her up and feeling utterly confused.

“The moment Surgeon is in her right mind, she, Twilight Sparkle, We, and Sister shalt be able to break down the King’s DNA and figure out how the King’s Dynasty has been manipulating and altering the genetics of the caribou to their very core!” Luna pointed at the purple-white bubble of sperm cells and semen. “With that, we shalt figure out how to undo the permanent transformation process and restore transformed races back to their birth forms!”

“Really?” I asked as I kept getting kissed and felt up. “Um, should I be worried there might be a kid in that?” I commented now thinking of how much time that was in me and whatever the king forced me to eat. Then again, I didn't sense anything yet, and I had been violently rejecting it as soon as I was awake. I very likely just barely avoided getting knocked up. Again.

“No, tis of no concern of ours thou impossibly perfect pet! Now make love to me this instant in celebration!” Luna demanded, kissing me properly now as she practically humped me and I splashed over the floor as she toppled me.

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“I’m not going to bother boring the lot of you with the technical jargon. So I’m just going to say the layman's term. The King’s DNA is a real doozy.” Tara, or more formally known as Twilight Sparkle, but still more comfortable with Tara, said as she stood at the head of the conference table which every one of leadership or incredible value was sat at. That said, why am I here? I just do stuff I’m told to, I don’t need to know specifics.

“How so?” Rainbow Dash asked from her seat next to her girlfriend Barisa, the two as inseparable as they’ve been since arrival.

“She’s a culmination of species like all caribou, but she’s also a Minish. As in the lost race of smallfolk who became the Caribou, revered nature and grew the Mallorn trees to their incredible heights. The nigh Immortal Minish who besides the Princesses, were considered the only unaging people in the world. Until their people began vanishing during the Reign of Discord. Soon the Minish lost their power, and ceased to be immortal, becoming sex-obsessed caribou with a seemingly desperate desire for conquest.” Tara informed us direly.

‘Okay? What does that mean?” Pinkie asked in concern from her seat between Rainbow and Rarity. Rarity and Rainbow had their differences, but they quickly became friends thanks to Pinkie acting as a mediator. For instance; Rarity was still shocked to learn that skin-tight bodysuits were considered the height of pegasus fashion, but she seemed to be coming around if her even more impressively lifted chest holding up her strapless dress was anything to go by.

“It means, somehow, the King’s family didn’t Vanish during Discord’s Reign. That said, this King may be the same King who has ruled the CFK with an iron fist and led her ailing people on a quest for world domination for 2000 years!” Tara declared with a measure of fear in her voice.

“What?!” Nicole yelled. “But that means, five, ten, The past twenty kings were all just name changes!” Then Nicole grabbed her floor-touching belly, and her eyes widened as sudden understanding hit her. “A-am I-?”

“Yes. You’re a Minish. The moment you reach your physical peak, where it’s usually all downhill from there, you’ll just stop aging. The same for your fawns.” Tara declared grimly, and Nicole looked a mixture of horrified and relieved. I get the feeling Nicole. When Luna told me she halted my aging I had a week where I wasn’t sure about my existence. I’m still not sure really, the fairies, that green light, and the eyes with the mean laughter still make me question my sanity.

“So what’s the plan now?” Zephyr asked. “With this news, the White Devil is never going to be weak enough to overthrow and install Nicole as the new King.”

“Queen. I don’t like male pronouns.” Nicole impulsively commented as she stared off into space, rubbing her sides.

“And the other bastard Luna mentioned that one appreatly fighting the Yaks?” I questioned, my brain coming back from wherever-it-goes to remember that there was another factor there.

“Everything is just conjecture at this point.” Celestia wrangled in the conversation, her face the most serious I’ve seen since she was free. Even if it was kinda ruined by her heaving half-covered beach ball boobs resting on the table and nearly reaching her neck. “Continue Tara.”

“Thank you, Princess. Now, not only is she a Minish, but she’s Slime, Bear, Earth Pony, Unicorn, Pegasus, Alicorn, Dragon, Diamond Dog, Fiber Fox, Griffin, Seapony, Hippogriff, Siren, you name it, if it’s a sentient species, she has it in her DNA. She’s been splicing genetics into herself and then breeding bastards like wildfire. She’s turning herself, and all her offspring into the culmination of all sentient life on this planet! The only ones she’s missing…” Tara looked pointedly at Trachea.

“Changeling. If she get’s ahold of one of our people...” Trachea snarled, the caribou have already captured over a dozen changelings…

“Not just anyone,” Nicole muttered, bringing attention back to her as she kept staring off into space. “She needs the Leader. The Most Powerful. She bargains with the other kingdoms, usually for sexual favors in exchange for sparing them another year from invasion.”

“But why go to all this trouble? Why become every race at once?” I asked in bemusement. “Also, she doesn’t have the Lupus Majors, their sentient, if feral in body.” I wasn’t going to mention several other sentient races that may lack anthro bodies like the Deku Scrubs or the Koroks. I’m especially not mentioning the Fairies. Nobody seems to acknowledge them, and the less crazy I seem the better.

“Because it’s the logical path to become an Ubermensch…” Whispered Nicole, her eyes taking on a disturbing bright blue glow. “All shall bow before him. The personification of Material Perfection. For he is Man made God, and God made Man. All will-.” I slapped her, and her eyes stopped shining. “W-what was that for~?!”

“Nicole! Sleep!” Luna suddenly demanded with her eyes shining white, and Nicole conked out in her seat. “We shalt see to this immediately! Come, sister! Meeting adjourned!” Luna declared as she levitated my hyperpregnant lover and hurried out with Celestia hot on her heels, me on theirs.

“What’s going on?!” I wailed in concern for Nicole as fairies flickered over her head, shining more brightly than usual. I just realized I’m seeing more of them, more frequently. Why are there fairies everywhere? Whatever! They’re helping my precious Nicole, I’ll gladly accept them here.

“That was possibly an overlooked subconscious construct that overrode Nicole’s ego!” Luna frantically declared as she flew up the stairs, teleporting a heavily pregnant woman was a bad idea, especially too many times or long distances. Best to do it from one side of the door to the other than from the first floor up to the suite.

“What?” I asked worried as the fairies conjured up an image of that antlered fairy pony they showed me months ago. Should I mention that?

“A Tantabus! Tis what drove me insane. What caused me to go mad with jealousy and hunger for attention. After 1000 years it was long gone but it left a lasting impression upon me even so. We will not allow someone We Love to befall a similar fate!” Luna declared as we reached the royal suite, and she teleported Nicole through the too-small single-wide door and into the room to be placed upon the giant bed.

“Oh, so, Nicole might be in danger?” I whined in despair, shifting back and forth on my goo mound in antsy worry.

“Yes, and no. Tis nothing thou can do anything about. We shalt not tell thee to leave, but thou dost not need remain.” Luna declared before climbing into the bed and snuggling Nicole’s side, promptly going limp as she fully entered the Dream Realm. Tia knelt on the bed over them both, a hand on either of their brows as her magic aura stretched over their whole bodies.

“Do I need to be careful now?” I looked behind me to see Zephyr rolling in on her own gooey mound, placing a hand on my shoulder. “First Surgeon, then Nicole, am I next to be in danger?”

“Not if I have anything to say about it.” I groused as I watched Tia slowly slump over her sister and against Nicole’s belly until she too was now in a deep magical slumber.

“But that’s just it, you don’t,” Zephyr mumbled, reaching into her cleavage and holding up waterproof tarot cards. “I check my own fortune every morning.” She was holding an Upright Tower, 3 of Swords, and The Wands.

“Oh, so not just a crystal ball?” I chuckled in wry amusement, remembering back when I first met her that she did, in fact, have a crystal ball. I thought that was just her gypsy theme.

“This is serious,” Zephyr whispered. “The Upright Tower means impending danger or crisis. The Three of Swords means truest Sorrow. The Wands is the only good one, it’s a Love Card, meaning someone I have fun with shall have me forever.” Zephyr’s goo on her cheeks turned red. “But these three are the ones that keep turning up. I never see Death or The Door, so I’m not about to leave you permanently, but I might be put through something horrible soon.”

“Bah, fate is for quitters.” Snorted Trachea as she entered the suite. “I was fated to be some ‘extra’ insurance, just another potential heir for the throne among all my siblings. Then my dork of a brother fell in love with a beautiful mare, made us all colorful and suddenly I’m my own woman! Fate is a weak person’s excuse for not trying hard enough.”

“Spit in Fate’s face that much, and it might just slap you. Be careful about that.” Zephyr stressed, getting a dismissive wave from the amazonian changeling queen.

“She’s right, as much as I don’t like it.” Said the green light, suddenly popping in and almost making me flinch. Please don’t make me look crazy. “Fate is a real bitch. I hate her.”

“Whatever. So, Surgeon’s still resting in the bath and emptying out our stud’s cream, how about we three go do something while everyone else is stressing?” Trachea proposed, popping her pecs and making her boobs bounce without having to move anything else. Unf, that is hot.

“Uh, sure.” I mewled, still worried, but unable to do anything but agree.

“Might as well, staying here isn’t all that good for your health right now,” Greenie said, and I turned to look at her, only to forget what I was doing. I blinked. Wasn’t there a green light here before? Um...oh, right! Trachea and Zephyr are talking! Pay attention Me! Stop acting crazy!

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“Um...is this really the best time?” I meekly asked of my buggy beloved, having shrunken down and turned into a little pendant earring, Zephyr doing the same. Both of us were hanging on Trachea’s ears for convenience as she sprinted through the tunnel network to the south at speeds that were just unfair, her hooves cracking against stone and echoing in the pitch black tunnel like rolling thunder.

“I’d say it is. Things at home are getting a bit tense, and there’s nothing to be done about it. I figure getting away for a short while would be for the best, and what better time to show off two of my scrumptious Lovers to the fam?” Trachea declared in her usual cocky manner.

“Okay.” I mewled as we passed some dogs with mining helmets and various forms of lighting equipment along with their other tools.

“Set up escape tunnels for-YIP” One called out as we passed, and I felt shocked at the fact that Trachea had just groped the female dog so roughly and casually as we flew past. “Why always grab booty?” She whined while rubbing her ass.

“Because Dat Ass is fine~!” Trachea called back with a cackle.

“You’re such a shameless flirt. Do that again!” Zephyr cheered from the other side of Trachea’s head from me.

“You’re insatiable!” I chuckled in amusement.

“Found another pack of dogs! They have a fox who lost a leg and arm in fighting!” Another dog told us while pointing to a west-facing junction. “We’re negotiating with them! We think we found an untouched Thaig!”

“Good dog! You let them know they can even move in with us if they want.” Trache patted his shoulder, then picked him up and blew a raspberry into his chiseled abs, causing the male beagle to start laughing hysterically before she dropped him and continued running onwards.

“No! Don’t leave me turned on!” He begged. Did he get off on that treatment?

“This is hilarious! Again!” Zephyr cheered, and I giggled. These two were so much fun!

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“You can pick your lower jaw up off the floor babe.” Trachea snickered, and I dumbly bent over to pick up my aforementioned slime jaw off the floor and reattach it.

“You live here?” The Hive, or rather, the Abyssinian Hive, was incredibly gorgeous. It was like the crystal caverns unter Canterlot, only everything was shades of green instead of blue. The fact that these crystals were biological was even more incredible.

“Used to. I live with you now stud, remember?” Trachea winked at me, and I felt so unbelievably proud of somehow getting this incredible woman in my life. “But yeah, it’s really beautiful here. Isolation and experimenting with our own magic tends to result in interesting things. My great, great, great grandmother figured out the method to making these crystals. The largest one in the ceiling providing the most light took over 20 years to make.”

“Wow….” Zephyr quietly uttered. She and I were drawing a lot of attention, mostly curiosity and otherwise Lust since we were, as was our custom when slimes, completely nude and letting our bodies show off. “So, when are we gonna see your family?”

“Ee~!” A deep green herm neo-changeling gal with red eyes exclaimed as she jumped on me from the front and drove her member into my exposed cunt!

“Hey!” I yelped as she thrust her cock and Love nectar into me, moaning between my tits since I was as big as Trachea, same for Zephyr, and at our sizes, with our hips near the floor, we were technically bigger than her at the same height with no legs beneath the upper thighs for height.

“Heh! Figured somebody would snap the moment we strolled on in here! You’ll just have to endure a massive orgy. Remember to absorb all the cum and not to make more slime babies while I go talk to mom~!” Trachea waved as she went on ahead while other changelings, both old and new, slobbered as they looked upon us like starved sex-hungry succubi, incubi, and omnibi.

“What?” Both Zephyr and I yelped just as seed was pumped into my womb and the herm switched with a sister who didn’t even wait. Cocks were suddenly penetrating my membrane wherever they could reach, and I screamed out in ecstasy as I lost form, turning into a blob of sex. I only vaguely registered Zephyr intermingling with me before everything became wet snatches to dive into, cocks to suck, and other things to play with.

I think I could hear mean-spirited laughter, but whatever! Sex!

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“Whoa~ you guys did a number on them!” I moaned at hearing Trachea’s voice, feeling bloated. “Did you seriously just stuff the Love you fed off of her back into her?”

“Yep! We needed that.” One gal purred and nuzzled Trachea as I reformed my face in her direction.

“Babe, that was mean!” Zephyr and I said in unison.

Wait, that was from the same mouth! AH~! Separate! SEPARATE~! Core! Chop, chop!

“Oof!” Zephyr grunted as I literally shot her out of me, my mass being superior meant I had to be the one to do the ‘spitting’ “I think I have eggs growing in me.” Zephyr moaned, rubbing her head.

“Right~ slimes are gene neutral breeding machines. Just deposit the eggs in the nursery before we head back.” Trachea casually commented, as if totally unoffended someone else impregnated Zephyr. Uh, wait, if Zephyr’s got eggs...

“Am I gestating eggs too?” I groaned as I mentally and magically examined my mass. Nope, just unabsorbed seed and Love Nectar. “No, okay so now we meet your mom?”

At this, Trachea nervously scratched at her neck. “Actually-.”

“Ah~! They’re so beautiful!” I jiggled as an incredibly busty and shapely pink mare jumped onto my still mostly formless body. Holy shit she is stacked! She’s easily as big as Rarity, and knowing Alicorns she’s likely to get as big as Tia when she’s pregnant. “She tastes as delicious as the textbooks say too!”

“Cady~. Please don’t molest or eat the in-laws.” Came a gentle and fairly meek male’s voice, and I turned my head around my body since I was ‘seeing’ Cadence through touch right now as she snacked on me and-

“Holy~ crap! You look nothing like you sound!” I commented as I felt myself warm up. The absolute titan of a changeling man was nearly a whole head taller than his sister at 8 feet tall, not counting his mandibles. He was ripped like Millos, and looked like his mandibles doubled as a crown with how near to moose antlers they were in size and the number of spiked nubs on them. All this wrapped in a kingly green silk toga that hid nothing of his physique. I think I can still see the bulge of his package despite all the drapery!

“I, uh, get that a lot.” King Thorax meekly agreed as he wrung his hands together and his cheeks dusted purple like his opaque eyes. SQUEE~ he’s so cute! I want him!

“Mine!” Cadence suddenly teleported next to her husband, squeezing to his side and looking at me with a pout, her basketball breasts looking about to burst out of her own purple robes that barely did much to cover her despite the drapery. “Look, but no touchie unless I’m included!”

“Cady~, stop studding me out~...” Thorax whined insecurely even as he blushed more. Aw~ if Cadance hadn’t found this adorable hunk before me I would’ve made him mine~! “A-anyway. Welcome to Abyssinia. I’m King Thorax, and this is my wife, Queen Cadence.” Thorax put a hand to his much smaller wife’s waist and the two just practically fit like puzzle pieces.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Robin.” I chuckled, forming into my caribou body. W-wait, I have Minish now thanks to the King! Suck it, bitch! I benefited from our encounter!

“She’s the studly yet submissive person my aunts have fallen in love with,” Cadence said, having to crane her neck to look up and past Thorax’s bulging homina, homina pecs at his face.

“Oh? Well, she’s practically overflowing with Love all over the place. No wonder everybody lost it and rushed here for a sudden orgy.” Thorax calmly noted as he looked me over. “I can taste how special you are. No wonder my sister fell for you so hard. She loves big but submissive types.”

“Bah!” I huffed, crossing my arms, only for Trachea to chuckle and smack my ass. “Hey~!” Don’t laugh girls! If I figure out how to make you materialize I’ll give you spankings for mocking me!

“I do, but she’s getting a bit assertive too. Not that I mind since I’ve already Bonded to you.” Trachea wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her chin on my shoulder as I leaned back into her embrace.

“Ah~ they’re so cute!” Cadence declared giddily. “Well, no point in standing around, come on to the royal suite so we can sit and talk.” The pink alicorn declared and took to the air, flying towards one of the many tunnels leading out of the central main chamber.

“Oh, if you weren’t a better match, she’d fit perfectly,” Greenie said as the changelings all buzzed and looked about. What are you going on about now Greenie? You always utter nonsense.

“Pardon Cady, she’s really excitable.” Thorax apologized as he more sedately led us after her. I couldn’t ignore how his chitin outlined every single muscle in his back like a bodysuit. It was like walking behind Thunderlane but enhanced.

“Stop ogling my bro. It’s making me a bit jealous.” Trachea elbowed me with jest in her tone.

“I can’t help it! He’s so hot!” I stage-whispered, enjoying how he could obviously hear us, his gossamer tail flicking, his wings shifting, and his mandibles clacking together.

“Your brother really is a 10 out of 10 on a large number of scores.” Zephyr calmly added from behind us where she calmly followed.

“Please stop talking about me~...” Thorax whined in his adorably insecure way.

“Please do! I love it when he’s flustered!” Cadence called back from up ahead. How good is her hearing?

“Yeah, bro! If you weren’t my brother I’d totally bang you!” Trachea declared, and things went quiet. “Oh, come on! Tia and Luna go at it like horny rabbits and nobody bats an eye, but I mention incest in humor once and everybody just shuts down?”

“Well, they’re Sisters, you’re Brother and Sister. It’s kinda...dangerous?” I suggested, getting a snort out of both Trachea and Thorax.

“Now that’s racist! Every changeling here is my sibling! We’re nearly completely genetically neutral! If Thorax and I banged right here and now, any eggs we make would be totally fine!” Trachea defended, and Thorax nodded, even if he was visibly uncomfortable with it.

“True,” I muttered. “Also, Luna did give herself a cock.” Only fair to mention that and how it kinda evens out their respective scenarios. Only, unlike the changelings, they’re not genetically neutral...so yeah, way worse on the Sister’s part actually. At least they’re careful.

“You know what! Thorax! You, me, bed!” Trachea called. “I’m going to make my lover watch!”

“S-sis~! Not now!” Thorax protested, flushing heavily and visibly nervous. He was thankfully rescued from my headstrong amazonian queen by his own queen.

“Come in~!” Cadence’s lilting voice heralded our arrival at a massive chamber that put the royal suite in Everfree to shame, especially since it actually had double doors for an entrance. Gotta ask to have that upgraded back home so Nicole and eventually Surgeon, Luna, and Tia aren’t trapped in the room when they’re further along. Anyway, the room was decked out in green tapestries, a massive poster bed with green curtains and purple sheets, and furniture seemingly carved from the black stone the hive was carved from as well. “We have much to talk about.”