Hyrulequestria

Ch.40

“Ah, really?!” I yelped after a long romp, and I do mean a long one. Samantha seems sexually repressed.

“Fuck yes~.” The Eldritch entity moaned as cum pumped into me through her pulsing tentacles. “Didn’t think I was a herm now~!” Sam wailed and howled as she filled my gooey body for the fifth time. “Grrr. Sorry if I knock you up. But I haven’t had sex in...I think several years. Time is weird for me. I mean I don’t make my own time like other entities of my stature.”

“No problem. Normally I’d just get pregnant with slimes in this form, but knowing you’re the father, well, no clue if I’d just make more slimes, make something horrible like Shoggoths, or create more fairies if I go into my True body.” I rubbed my distended membrane, my shiny outer layer making me look like an over-inflated water balloon.

“Unf, I don’t think I mind keeping you. I do love that I put a female avatar with Victor, so he has me there 24/7, and fully female since back then I was. But he doesn’t like hermaphrodites.” Sam groaned as she started thrusting again and pulled out my cock. Somehow. She seems to ignore a lot of conventions of reality on a whim. Like Eris does. “Nice and big~.” She moaned, “Did you think of a token?”

“I’ve been-oh~.” I groaned as Sam used her tentacles to flip me over, and pulled my long and thick cervine cock into her hungry cunt. “B-busy getting fucked a lot. Can’t really think well when I’m getting bred.”

“No excuse.” She moaned. “Turn into a fox! I want a canine cock!”

“Y-yes!” I morphed, my vine antlers returning to my core as I took on a vulpine form, mostly taking place in my head, dick, and my hooves turning to paws along with a thick long tail now dragging on the floor of the alley. I felt the difference immediately as my new knotty dick got stuck in Sam’s engorged labia.

“Unf! So sexy! Stay like this!” Samantha moaned as she continued plowing me with her tentacles, licking and kissing me, her eyes all opening, closing, blinking, blushing, and rolling whenever she came. “Fuck! I want kids, give me kids! I want all your eggs!”

“Y-you lay eggs~?!” I squealed as I came, gushing my coconutty slime cum into her womb, which instead of distending, drank my cum with aplomb and her eyes on her abdomen went cross-eyed multiple directions.

“No~.” She moaned as two tentacles rushed into my womb along with the one that had been fucking me, burrowing into my fallopian tubes, where my endlessly generating slime eggs were nestled since I could form and absorb them at will. “I’m flooding these so you only have my young.”

“Ah! No! My body doesn’t work like that!” I whined with a blush. Knowing if she unloaded directly into my tubes, I’d probably get knocked up with hundreds of whatever offspring we’d result in! “D-don’t~! I’ll be so pregnant I won’t be able to even live inside the castle~!” I began rapidly absorbing my eggs, a difficult process with me literally getting fucked into an increasingly drippy puddle of slime.

She grunted, fucking me harder as she kissed and licked me. She looked almost crazed with lust as she twisted and flexed my knotted cock in her powerful vagina as she kept milking me, her seemingly bottomless womb taking everything I could offer without even a bit of outward strain on her tummy aside from her rolling abdominal eyes.

“Oh~!” She moaned and came for what looked like the last time as all her eyes rolled. I whined as I felt my tubes swell with her seed. I still had dozens of eggs left when she did that, so I’m definitely going to become immobile again. “There, instincts satisfied.” Samantha moaned while lovingly rubbing my belly that already looked term with twins. She wasn’t as voluminous in production as others I’ve had, but still, amazing.

“G-glad to be of service~.” I drooled, my vision still sparking and feeling the incredible afterglow of absolutely awesome sex.

“Now, the token.” She moaned, picking me up as I was still knotted to her cunt and had her tentacles plunging me as she carried me with a bit of an awkward waddle further into the back alley, which was near a small garden with a young maple tree.

“This.” I moaned as the tree in the alley dropped a blank wooden mask from its trunk. It was smooth and featureless on the outside aside from the wood grain and its general bestial shape. “It was a mask that Displaced me, might as well use a theme.”

“Neat. Now pick it up and intone a message, then throw it with intent. That should do the trick.” Sam said as she sat her thicc ass down with her back against the tree, bending my legs up so I was basically contorting, but I’m a slime, so whatever. The way her many eyes all focused on me with blushes and still being half-lidded made me feel unusually special as she supported me with her tentacles and clawed hands.

“Okay, um. I am Robin, Huntress, Mother, And Great Fairy, summon me if...uh...well, if you need help. Or something. Not an invitation or anything! Just...yeah.” I awkwardly finished, and then chucked the mask in embarrassment, then I yelped as it disappeared in a shadowy portal, and then flew out of the air at an angle and pegged me in the side of the head. “Ow~!”

“Yeah, they tend to do that. Sorry.” Sam apologized as she held up the mask and put it on. “Hm, fits nicely. Can’t open my mouth much in here. Surprisingly it isn’t stuffy. How is it just letting me breathe through it?”

“I made the wood around the mouth porous and able to let air through,” I said cheerfully, before sighing and leaning back into the gray eye-lined tentacles that were supporting me. “So, now what? I can pull out and-.”

“You are not leaving my cunny until that knot naturally deflates.” Sam suddenly snarled, and I flinched. “Sorry. Old mating instincts.”

“Okay. So how do we go to your world?” I asked as Sam set my new mask next to the tree.

“Hold on.” She slipped a tentacle into another portal and the woman screamed before she started talking in a daze. Then, I was suddenly dragged through an eye-hurting kaleidoscope of sights I couldn’t really understand with so brief a time of seeing them before we were now in a pitch void of nothingness. There was no light, sound, nothing. We were floating, but despite the absolute lack of everything, I could still see her perfectly fine as if she were emitting her own light like I do. “Home...oh he’s in the town again?” She muttered before a portal to the ‘real’ world opened next to us. “Hm, grenade this time.” She said before tapping the portal and a bomb showed up near the Hunter.

“Whoa. That was an asshole move. So what did that poor guy do to you, Sam?” I asked curiously as she began wriggling her tentacles in me again, and I gasped. I-is she still horny?!

“Huh? Its for him to use. There’s a tough bastard nearby. If he’s smart he’ll find it and use it.” Samantha groaned. “Unf, I drop weapons for them to find and potions and stuff.” Ah~ don’t start thrusting again~! You still haven’t taken those three tentacles out of my vagina yet~!

“A-ah! Okay! C-can we p-please-oh~!” I moaned as Sam started fully fucking me again, her cunt milking my cock.

“S-sorry! J-just a few more hours I swear!” Hours?!

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“You have to be the horniest bitch in the next ten universes.” I tiredly commented to my new lover, because after how thoroughly we’ve bred each other, I’m not going to deny such a thing. I doubt she’d be able to fit into the harem though, so I guess she’s to me what Trachea is to Zephyr. All this romantic exclusivity with open sexual relations was confusing.

“Not really, This Wiatr tops even me,” Samantha muttered from where she was spooning my back, considering I had a belly the size of a house right now. She reached forward to the side to pull up a weird map. “Main MLP Universe, and all of the branches. You are here.” She pointed to one with a fractured Triforce. “This is Victor’s close to you,” A wolf with antlers and other smaller heads around it, “And this is Wiatr closer to him.” She pointed to a universe with four heads of different species. “There’s also Hell all the way here.” She pointed outside the cluster to a realm that had thorns connected to others and dragging them into it. “Hell attacks almost everyone and exists in the Omniverse of Hells.”

“That’s kind of a dump.” Also, the map looked roughly Norse with how it was arranged like a much more complicated version of the Yggdrasil Tree.

“Sorry, been waiting to explain that since I learned of this last year.” Samantha chuckled. “Wiatr’s’ universe is one of the horniest and makes others hornier if she connects to it. I haven’t explored it all, but the ones with numbers are just alterations of the Main Universe, while one’s with symbols are Displaced Universes or other major phenomena. Symbols replace number if an after major alterations happen to the world.”

“Okay. I’d like a copy of this map if you have one, but otherwise, I’m gonna need to digest all this cum before I can help you.” I’m already pregnant, so I just have to absorb all the excess cum and let the fertilized eggs find their balance.

“Sorry...you’ve already helped me if that helps.” Sam kissed my neck before she held her hand in front of me, the eye on the palm fluttering at me.

“It does, but I don’t know how time dilation works between universes, so the sooner I get back, the better.” I don’t want any real length of time to pass without me again. During those four months I was imprisoned at CUMS I missed out on so much.

“Oh, pfft, the time dilation here is nothing. Especially if you use the Void as a medium like these worlds over here.” Sam held the map back up, pointing to one of a handsome black stallion’s head with swirly blue eyes, and a beautiful prismatic mare’s head.

“Really?” I asked as she gave me a map. “Also, how did you get this map?”

“You’d be surprised how much knowledge accumulates in dangerous places.” Sam unhelpfully said, before purring and grinding against me.

“Nope! Bad! That’s enough.” I huffed, reaching behind me to boop the snoot, and Sam actually whimpered. “Horny bitches need to wait when their fucktoy is as big as a house.”

“Sorry…”

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“Is...this safe?” Sam asked worriedly as she set her leathery paw onto the white curved solid light which punctured right through the Void itself, and was touching down on the hill of the Hunter’s Dream.

“I dunno. All I know is the mental nudge I’m getting from my daughter Yoshino is reassuring.” A nudge I’m familiar with comprehending thanks to my Core and my dryadic magic.

“Oh?” Sam asked as I led her through the rift this construct of pure Order aligned energy/magic had caused. “It hasn’t changed a bit…” Sam murmured to herself, but the moment we came through, a mass of darkness fell from the night sky and impacted the flower field. “Oh, come on! I’m just here for a visit!” From the dust emerged a gruesome entity, covered in eyes and roughly shaped like a praying mantis, if said mantis had tentacles instead of hooked claws. “Oh~...hey sexy. Mind going for a tumble?” What? That is sexy to you Sam? Wow.

The Entity actually paused, looked her up and down, then looked up. After a moment, it seemed to relax, waved, and then fell through the ground like it wasn’t even there. “Um...what just happened?”

“I guess I can stay! They...oh. So I have to breed. Fine.” Sam snarled as she pouted. “Guess I’m the designated breeding sow since they can’t do it with each other, but you and Victor have proven I can. Whatever, better than being trapped in the Void aside from being a random helper.”

“Uh, sorry.” I chuckled before I felt a tentacle prod my labia. “Sam~.” I lilted with a hint of warning, my eyes glowing bright blue and my roughly sword/wing-shaped light construct turned blue too. “I’m okay with having fun, but not at the expense of everything else~.”

“S-sorry~!” Sam shrunk away, having learned the past...however long it took to digest all that cum, that while I am a fun and caring person, I am not a doormat. Not anymore. “Well, expect me to drop in now and then babe. You’ve got yourself a genie in your pocket.” Sam winked half of all her eyes at me, and then sauntered towards the church. “Doll! I’m back! Do we still have darjeeling tea?”

“Yes, are you leaving your friend out there? Or sending her home?” The Doll asked dully, the unnaturally perfect and beautiful pale white anthro living unicorn doll inflecting no emotion.

“I...did I just gain another lover...from another dimension?” I asked myself rhetorically. I mean, I knew that was what happened, but it was just now hitting home I have a long-distance relationship on top of everything else.

“Oh, uh...do you want to come in?” Sam asked nervously, almost like it was more awkward than fucking in an alley.

“Um...sure.” I smiled, going up to my eyeful of an eye-filled lover and letting her guide me inside to behind the bloodstained altar of the church, where a little table was set up with hot tea already served. How did the Doll do that?

“DAMMIT!” We heard from outside, the Doll turning towards the front doors of the small church.

“The Hunter is back.” The Doll blandly informed us as a wolf in fairly high-quality travel clothing walked into the house before blinking at us.

“Um, who are you two?” He asked in confusion but clearly wasn’t worried, even despite Sam’s clearly Eldritch appearance.

“Oh. He’s already rather insane, so no wonder he can even see me.” Sam casually commented as she sipped her darjeeling tea from her oddly properly-sized chair. Which considering Sam was maybe around 8+ feet tall in her true form, was rather out-of-place with the rest of the furniture.

“I prefer the term ‘properly maladjusted’.” The lithe wolf huffed proudly, even posing with his hands on his hips, puffing his skinny chest out. This guy, despite being inches over me in height right now, was so thinly framed he looked like a stiff wind could blow him over despite how clearly fit he was.

“So this is the guy you were helping out?” I asked Sam rhetorically. He seriously didn’t seem the type to be able to even survive, let alone fight the Bloodborne Cycle.

“I have my work cut out for me.” Sam muttered in irritation. “Back straight Hunter. I am the Mistress of this place, this Hunter’s Dream. I expect you to improve quickly, or suffer the pain of death many times in the process of becoming the warrior this land needs.”

“I won’t fail you, ma’am!” The scrawny man saluted with the ‘make contact’ pose and then rushed back out of the church.

“Oh, you will. Many times. But it’s learning from those failures that make My Hunters so dangerous.” Sam commented to herself, and then looked back to me as I had suddenly shrunk down to my now-comfortable 5-inch height, and leaned into my cup of hot tea to drink. “Um, is that necessary?”

“Hm?” I asked, my wings waving idly as I picked my head back out of the deep teacup, swallowing my tea. “What? This is my natural size. At least in this body. My tree body is actually so big, it towers over all the buildings back home. I had to have it shrunk down to fit in the castle garden with my two companion’s own trees. Then again, I think if my tree was it’s natural size, then I’d be about the size I’ve been with you instead.”

“Interesting…” Sam mused, rubbing a finger on her leathery chin.

“I hope the tea is to your satisfaction, Dear Hunter.” Doll curtsied to Sam in an incredibly proper and polite manner. “Have you returned to stay?”

“Yep. I’ll come and go through, but I’m home. Speaking of which...this old place needs some serious renovations. Especially since I’m nowhere near done growing.” Sam mumbled as she groped her breasts and patted the top of her head. “For all I know, I’ll sprout more legs, turn into a centipede-thing, or start growing more heads. I’ll need to have someplace besides this modest butte the church is on.”

“Such things are beyond the Messengers and I Dear Hunter. All we can do is maintain what is already established.” Doll declared with perhaps the tiniest hint of sadness to her bland tone.

“Could I help with that? I grew a whole forest in the span of a week. Maybe, if the soil in this place is fertile enough, I could grow a forest here like I did for my daughter Yoshino.” Of my will, I’d be okay with it. If Washu didn’t trick me, I’d probably have been fine with how things transpired.

“The garden is just outside.” The Doll stated and calmly walked out the side door, guiding me out and down a path to the enormous flower garden we’d landed in...oops, forgot my construct here. It was still bridging the Dream with the Void. I dispelled it as I walked up the hill towards the grand tree perched there, looking at the forlorn wheelchair locked in place by weeds at its base.

My memories of who this chair belonged to, and why it now sat here, empty, and possibly forgotten made me sad. Poor Gehrman. But anyway, from up here, I could easily see how really extensive the Hunter’s Dream was. I could see pillars pockmarking the domain, where after a good long-distance it simply ceased to exist beyond the third row of pillars. But these sky-reaching pillars that probably literally held up the ‘cloudy’ sky, were so far away from the church’s quaint little high-altitude butte, that you could have an island nation within these borders.

Okay, so I just need to take off my metaphorical shoes and root myself. “This is going to feel good and weird...I think.”

“Perhaps, dear maiden. Using the oak tree will be of aid?” Doll suggested.

“Yeah, that can work,” I replied as I approached the ancient and mysterious tree that has overlooked this eldritch dream for so long. “Wonder if this old tree will accept me.” I put my hand to it, and hissed, fluttering away from it. It wasn’t just dead. It was actually stifling. “Hey, Sam! Do you mind removing this old tree? It’s kinda cursed!” Like, really cursed.

“Hm? It is? Maybe the Moon Princess had something to do with it.” She groaned as she emerged from the main doors of the church and aimed her hand at it. I squeaked as from her palm emerged an enormous bundle of white-blue tentacles that slammed into the tree, ripped it from it from the ground, and tossed it into the lands below with a thunderous crash. “There. It was a beautiful old tree, but if it’s cursed, I don’t want it.”

“D-did you just borrow power from Ebrietas?!” Who, btw, you can kill in the game and still use her power somehow.

“Yeah, ate her at one point...I think?” Sam muttered, holding a book in her other hand and going back to reading it as she went inside. Just as well she doesn’t watch, don’t want her freaking out like I did the last time I did this.

I took a bracing breath, sized up to my more reasonable size, and set my paws to the soil...nothing happened. “Oh...right.” I turned caribou, letting my core sprout my antlers, and I gasped as my gooey hooves sank into the soil left behind by the uprooted tree, and I groaned as I felt the sensation of my roots diving in, subsuming the remaining roots from the old tree. It felt icky for a bit as I grew taller and bigger, and I made sure I was standing in profile, so the church could see my glorious and beautiful body from the side before I began fading away, letting my body and nature take its course…