Hyrulequestria

Ch.37

“CANNONBALL!” Pinkie yelled as she dove into the deep end of the public pool. She had dragged me, Tara, and surprisingly that one Zebra in the suit to the only non-bathing recreational water resource for fun. She said, ‘you three are working too hard, let’s swim.’

The fact that AJ, Zecora, Barisa, and Celestia were here too told me her list of invited people were genuinely working hard. Of course, with Barisa here, Rainbow tagged along, about ready to pop with her twins and sunbathing on a lounge chair. Of course, everyone was wearing skimpy bikinis and swim thongs for the male-endowed. Apparently she actually invited ‘everyone’ but it seems we were all that made it to this early spring pool party.

Which was a bit of a paradox. I mean, only the busiest among us actually came.

“Okay, so what do you do?” I asked the zebra stallion. Seriously, this guy looked like someone who could get any mare, and he was athletic. He wasn’t a beefcake hunk like I apparently really go for, but his lean and fit body was one of incredible definition and careful hard work.

“Killing.” He stated plainly, sitting at the edge of the pool, his hooves soaking in the cool water. It looked soothing, so I sat next to him to copy his actions.

“Uh...really?” I asked, unnerved by how plainly he had stated it. “Are you here to kill people?”

“No. High Table wants me to set up a branch for this city.” He explained. “To be plain about it to the people in charge would be best.”

“So you want to set up branch of some murder group?” Obviously public and official, like the Morag Tong from Elder Scrolls.

“Assassins. We don’t just murder people for fun. We do so on a set of rules, such as no high-profile political hits, no hits on those without justifiable cause, and no hits on people who have done nothing wrong to the customer.” The Stallion told me, confirming my suspicions.

“Who are you?” I asked with concern. If I’m going to have to live with an assassin guild in my new home, I’d be better off knowing their leader’s name.

“Babadook.” He said before diving into the water.

“Okay, not creepy,” I muttered. “We have a professional killer here...well not like we didn’t before.” Being in our situation draws a lot of soldiers, both professional, and mercenary. I’ve been avoiding really getting directly involved in that area, especially since the Vulpes have fully gotten into the military life. They’ve even taken willing volunteers back to Trottingham to be converted into more Vulpes to swell their ranks. I’d be worried if they weren’t practically slavishly loyal to Luna. Also, that wretched jackass Leonard figured out how to make male Vulpes, so they aren’t in need of me or their matriarch for all future offspring.

The reason I’m avoiding them? Well, still being one of the only Vulpes with male organs makes them all way too rapey for my tastes, constantly shoving noses and tongues where I don’t want them when I have already stated I do not like the idea of just lovelessly siring tons of children. Which, honestly...thinking about it, is really hypocritical of me. I’m just fine getting knocked up with tons of offspring, but I have issue being the seed donor?

“That’s not the face of someone having fun.” Pinkie commented, having swam up to me and rested her chin on my lap, her breasts pressing into my legs. I blinked, her actions and words drew me out of my mind and into the real world for a moment.

“Sorry. I’m just thinking about my weird double-standard against knocking up other women and getting pregnant myself.” I looked up at my tree body, which was visible from everywhere in the city since my canopy shaded the castle. Unf, my own ass is so good, but no, out of the gutter brain. I focused my vision, eyeing the hundreds of seeds hanging in my boughs, each of them an unformed fairy, which still perplexed me as to how seeds can become fairies.

It filled me with such pride. Pride that oddly didn’t apply nearly as much when looking upon my immobile beloved Luna. I think I oddly attribute that pride rightfully belongs more to the mother than the father. Am I sexist? A big-time feminist? No, I don’t have anything against males, so it’s not that. What’s up with my bias? My thinking was interrupted by pleasure causing me to moan, and I looked down to see Pinkie licking my cunt, having tugged the crotch of my bikini to the side. “P-Pinkie~...?”

“There, now you’re not all stuck up in mopey town.” Pinkie beamed, putting my bikini back in place. I blushed and looked around, noticing everyone looking at us with sly smirks. Well, aside from Babadook, he just looked bemused. Get used to it pal. Sexual activities are very accepted here so long as they’re consensual. Then there was Tara, who looked annoyed for some reason. “Just relax, don’t think so hard. Ever since you got all full of Order juice, you’ve been a real Debby Downer.”

“Pfft. Only you and Eris would call the Essence of Order something as mundane as ‘juice’.” Being ‘adopted’ by Tsunami by acting as Yoshino’s surrogate certainly didn’t help in that department. Her essence is a very Orderly one. I can’t deny it. It’s almost like Washu planned this, but I’m no Tenchi. I’m barely a fraction of her sister’s power, so what’s her game?

“Nope!” I flinched at getting booped on the snoot. “No hard thinking! Come swim!” Well, if you’re that insistent. I jumped in after her, laughing as we began a splash fight.

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“Okay, that was fun.” I sighed later that day, having returned to the castle and went back to the royal suite. “What do you think of Babadook?” I asked of Celestia after collapsing onto the bed next to Luna’s gargantuan side. My black baby ball was dead asleep, her massive 25-foot belly, 5-foot boobs, and yoga-ball booty taking all of her energy in this last month of her impossibly massive hyper-pregnancy.

“Dangerous, sociopathic, professional. A perfect candidate to head up an order of assassins.” Celestia said as she walked along Luna’s belly, running a hand on her sister’s side as she neared the bed. “I’d rather not have an order of assassins operating out of my capital city, but dark times call for desperate measures, and I’d rather have ‘wet workers’ publically on call than try to pretend I don’t have them.”

“I’d figure you’d be completely against them,” I commented with a bit of a surprise. Between the sisters, Tia was very soft-hearted and willing to bend rules or outright change them if they were harmful to anyone. Unlike Lulu, who was authoritarian and if you broke the law, you broke it and had to pay the price. However...extreme. Luna wasn’t a fan of things like execution, torture, or other barbaric practices though, but extensive jail time or banishment wasn’t out of the question.

“Eh, we used to have an Order like this once, long ago. They called themselves the Hashashin Order.” Celestia snorted in amusement. “They were really the ‘Hundred Faces of Hassan’, but a sultan in Saddle Arabia publicly declared them ‘roof-hopping fools high on hash’ thus was born the title ‘Hashashin’.”

“That is amusing, and I’m never going to let Babadook or his goons live it down since I’m nearly unkillable by this point.” I snorted in shared amusement as Tia got in bed and we snuggled up against Luna’s side, the giant mare still in a deep slumber, even as her foals began squirming and rocking her about.

“Yes, though there are artifacts that the Hashashin had found that allowed them to harness powers on the level of a god. But they’ve been lost or sealed away over time. I think Tartarus has gathered a vast amount of them and locked them away.” Celestia commented as we docked our breasts together and she looked me in the eyes warmly. “But enough about that. It’s been a very long time since you and I had any private time together.”

“Oh?” I asked with a grin, lidding my eyes in the way I knew would announce that I was very ready to have some fun. We leaned in to kiss, only for the doors to slam open and we sighed in disappointment.

“Hiya~! Back from turning the snow in The Netherlands into strawberry ice cream~!” Eris proudly declared, her mismatched body practically dancing with sparkles of light constantly drifting off of her in her own representation of her fairy pregnancy. “Wow! Lulu got huge! How do I compare?”

“Quiet Eris.” Luna groaned and rubbed the bridge of her snout in irritation at how Eris woke her up. “We were-by Mother!” Tia and I joined Luna in gawking as suddenly Eris exploded into a bundle of spheres, squishing her up into the ceiling as her tits, easily a foot bigger than Luna’s, dumped strawberry milk all over the floor as her belly squished them between itself and the ceiling.

“OOF! Bad idea!” Eris snapped her fingers and was back to normal. “Whew! I knew I was big, but wow! You knocked me up good Robin! How do you look?” She snapped her fingers, and I braced myself...only for nothing to happen. “Huh? You may be Order, but I should still be able to affect you!”

“They’re the seeds.” Celestia chuckled as she pointed outside. “Just count them.”

Eris stretched her neck all the way across the room to look outside. “Wow! I did a number on you, Robin! You’ve gotta have...an easy dozen or so on me!”

“What?!” I yelped in shock. My seeds are spread pretty sparsely across my canopy, so trying to count them was both a chore and difficult, but my OCD demanded I count my babies. I had 64 seeds budding in my branches, and if I had about a dozen over Eris, then I got her stuffed with 52 babies at least! How many did I fill Harmonia with?! A-actually. “Um. I haven’t checked on Harmonia in the past month or so…”

“Hm? Oh, Harmy is fine. She’s got her branches digging into the ceiling of her cavern and her roots are coiling around yours like a cute spooning partner in bed. Don’t tell me you haven’t been feeling that.” Eris snapped her head back in place like it was on a rubber band while I tried not to think about the single crystalline root that had been creeping along slowly, but surely, along my roots towards my trunk. It was, honestly, starting to get invasive, it’s destination not-at-all a mystery to me, and I was actually...excited.

“Oh, I’ve noticed. But anyway, what’s going to happen with the three of us Eris?” I asked with concern. I instinctively knew my children would fall from my branches, and plummet below where we could deal with them directly, which is much better than how my slime children just immediately up and left the moment they were fully formed.

I still haven’t found the slime village. Somehow Zephyr and I’s gooey offspring have managed to find somewhere the roots of the Everfree don’t reach.

“Meh, Harmonia might make a bunch of geodes that crack open, I might explode into a cloud of dozens of tiny versions of me. Who knows? All I know is, this is the most fun I’ve had in forever, and I’ll be sad to have it end.” Eris said as she played with the motes of light fluttering off of her body.

“Wait, you’ll die from this pregnancy?!” I shrieked, causing everyone to tuck their ears back.

“Maybe? I just said I don’t know. I might just be forced to do it normally, which I doubt, but it might be interesting to see how Chaos has me deliver in a non-traditional labor. But death is always a risk for giving life to something, isn’t it?” Eris wistfully asked sadness in her eyes, accepting even. “It was worth it. You have to always consider it that way.”

“Eris...I’m impressed with you right now,” Celestia said with awe in her tone and expression.

“Pfft, what? You think I’m unable to take anything seriously Tia? I may prefer not to, but death is never a subject to treat lightly. Well, unless it is preposterously stupid, like dying of a heart attack after foolishly jumping in front of a slow-moving tractor to save someone who was in no danger at all, going into a panic attack, taken to the ER, only to die on the table because the doctors couldn’t stop laughing at how dumb you were to have died in such a pointless way.” Eris exposited the death of Satou Kazuma way too accurately.

“You’ve sifted through my memories?” I asked with an annoyed pout. I can barely keep my thoughts in order and she just reads them like an open book? Not fair~.

“Hm? Robin, we’ve blended together our very essence. I’m shocked that you don’t have any of my own memories or Harmy’s for that matter.” Eris responded before giving a jaw-cracking yawn. “Ah~. Being so pregnant is exhausting, I’m gonna nap on Lulu’s body.”

“So long as thou doesn’t bounce without intending to pleasure me, thou’rt welcome upon mine back,” Luna replied and yawned herself, resting her cheek against her breast as Eris slithered up her side to snuggle her giant booty.

“Well, I don’t know about you Tia, but I’m feeling a bit sleepy too,” I admitted, rubbing my eyes. Where did this sudden wave of exhaustion come from?

“That’s fine dear. You go on up and cuddle your pregnant lovers, I have work to get back to anyway.” Celestia said with resignation, kissing my brow before leaving. I slithered up Luna’s side, and spooned Eris’ back, sharing in the comfort of each other and Luna’s bouncy body.

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I awoke to a jolt, a splash, and a cry from Eris and I’s sexy living bed. “Th-they’re coming~!” Luna declared with an ecstatic wail, and I was wide-awake. Luna was panting, wailing, and gushing fluids from her vagina as Eris and I got up, my beloved’s whole body quaking and convulsing. “Ah~! Why is this so pleasurable~?!”

“It feels good?!” I screamed in shock as I turned my legs into a locomotion mound to cling to Luna’s massive underbelly, absorbing her amniotic fluid as she continued to gush, shrinking in size as her fluid-filled womb drained in anticipation of releasing our beautiful foals into the world.

“It must be her Fertility Aspect. I certainly haven’t done anything to her.” Eris had gone to Luna’s front, magically hefting her gigantic 5-foot tits apart to be at Luna’s face. “Regardless of how good it feels Lulu, you need to measure your breathing.”

“Kiss me you beautiful monstrosity!” Luna grabbed Eris and began making out with her, ignoring Eris’ attempt to keep her focused as on Luna’s other end, I kept her from making an even bigger mess while rubbing her incredibly swollen cunt to try to increase the odd pleasure and try to hazily remember how birth works. If it’s anything like with what Trachea coached me through, then anything to distract from the pain was welcome.

By the time Luna finished gushing the incredibly complex and useful amniotic fluid, she was about 5 feet smaller in the belly, the writhing and kicking of her foals was much more obvious. “Luna! You need to focus on contractions and pushing!”

“I’m afraid she’s-ah! Gone rather-unf! In the gutter~!” Eris wailed as she tried to get away from Luna’s unusually incredible strength, only to have my love wrap her arms around Eris’ hips, and start eating out her pussy. “AH~! Fuck!”

“Well, I’m not going to let her endanger our foals because she’s gone to cloud nine! I’m going in!” I dove into Luna’s vagina, feeling her rapidly convulse around me as I faintly heard her scream in ecstasy as I bulldozed through the short muscular tunnel and poked my head into her womb. Seeing nothing but darkness and writhing tiny bodies, I reached out, grabbed the nearest one, and gently began using myself as a birthing canal to move the first of our many foals into Luna’s vagina.

I had to go slow, I didn’t want to endanger the foals. It felt like it took forever. Grab the nearest little bread-loaf of new life, move it around until it was facing head-first, then slowly creep the foal through my body to the outside. I stretched my body to the floor to make sure that once they were out of Luna, I had the ability to cut their cords, and quickly deposit them safely. Rinse and repeat for...I’ve lost count by now.

“Darn it, Luna.” I wiggled about and guided our young out of her. As soon as this is over and the foals are safe and properly checked, I’m taking her to the Black Isles so she can dump this Fertility Aspect on the followers of Wiatr there. As sexy as this all was, getting so irresponsibly caught up in pleasure when something so important is happening is ridiculous.

After what had to be hours, I moved the last foal out of Luna’s womb, but when I tried to leave, her body tried to keep me in. Nope! No fetish stuff! I wanna see our foals! I poured back out of Luna, shifting my slime under my membrane so it would take less effort to get free. When I popped my head out of Luna, I blinked at how Luna’s butt was suddenly shrunk down. It wasn’t the tight, athletic ass she used to have, now resembling Tia’s with the size and shape of it, but still, where did all that mass go?

“Luna?” I asked my mare, hugging her from behind, my lover still pinned by her 5-foot breasts as she looked at the bed in a satisfied exhaustion. I looked with her and nearly squealed at the sight of our massive harem-bed practically covered in variously colored little alicorn foals, all getting magically bottle-fed at once by Eris who was cooing at a pink one in her arms.

“We...we made them. They’re so beautiful Robin…” Luna weakly whispered, a soft smile on her lips. “Forget being sterilized, We wish to do this again in the future.”

I agree, wholeheartedly. But… “Sounds good, but it’ll have to wait until after you give away the Fer-.”

“We refuse.” Luna firmly declared, leering at me with incredible seriousness as Greenie popped in and cheered with joy. Why are you so happy about this?

“Eh?!” I squeaked in shock before Luna dragged me into a kiss.

“Thou shalt aid us in breeding a whole generation of alicorns. Only then shall We be satisfied.” Luna hungrily growled. “But only after our children are grown. Until then, we must simply practice safe sex.” Greenie wailed in dismay. Whatever you’re planning, back off!

“Um...okay. But what now? How are we going to deal with those person-sized boobs?” I asked my hyper-busty beloved, who was so tired she seemed ready to collapse, yet her breasts, only a foot shorter than her, were keeping her on her hooves.

“What about them? Simply milk me constantly until We eventually shrink back down to a more manageable size as sister did.” Luna rubbed her wider hips and her bigger ass with a smirk. “Ha! Take this sister! We have now surpassed thee in the rear department!”

“She isn’t here.” I blandly commented, causing Lulu to titter. I swear, her obsession with beating Tia at everything was ridiculous. And still, I can’t get over it, where did all that assflesh go?!

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“Ma’am, it seems you’ve spontaneously developed Macro Gluteus Maximus Syndrome.” Declared a caribou doctor to a cow with a butt so big she could sit on it without a chair. Said cow then breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn’t Exploding Booty Disease.

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“So that’s what happened to her butt.” Eris finished informing us as she rocked the foals to sleep and summoned randomly decorated cribs for all the newborns.

“Huh...that’s weird. Wait you can spy on anyone?” I asked after Eris turned off the little window on the compact mirror she’d used to show me where Lulu’s excessive assflesh went.

“I thought that was obvious! The best Chaos agents are those who love to eavesdrop, and use the info to sow discord!” Eris declared cheerfully but then pouted. “However, I can’t do it for reasons like helping organize things beyond creating mischief, so I’m still stuck using Trachea’s network to actually know what needs doing for such Orderly business.”

“It would explain why in our feud, thou only did petty things like swapping our soaps with dyes or sowing misinformation,” Luna commented before she yawned. “We art exhausted. Let us rest together. Use mine bosom as a bed this time.” Luna warmly suggested as she dragged her still being magically-milked boobs across the floor, and sat on the edge of the bed where her former padded hole used to be, leaning into her breasts.

“Okay!” I cheered as I walked over to her and nuzzled her bosom, enjoying the sloshing noise they made as I climbed atop and got cozy in her cleavage, Eris quickly joining me and snuggling together with me. Y’know, I’m surprised nobody else even showed up. I wonder what happened? Oh well, time to get some rest…