Hyrulequestria

Ch.57

“So thou returns with both breasts bearing faces.” Luna groused with a playful lilt to her voice as I stood at average size next to Shiny, both Volva and Gohma on my boobs. Volva took almost no convincing to let me put her on my right breast, so now she and Gohma were literal bosom buddies.

“I’ll take her getting more faces in unusual places than death and destruction to the land.” Zelda cheerfully declared before looking towards the still naked Darunia. “And it is good to finally meet you Darunia, Sage of Fire. It is a shame that we only meet after you fulfilled your duty to the Goddesses.” The way Zelda managed to keep looking him in the eyes was impressive.

“Bah. All I did was resealed the Fire Temple, keep Volvagia from escaping, and ensured the First clutch of untainted dragon eggs born from the veins of Death Mountain survived.” Darunia humbly downplayed what sounded like a fairly impressive adventure for someone not poised to be a globetrotting hero.

“Wait. What?!” Volvagia blurted out in shock, bouncing on my chest so hard she caused both herself and Gohma to wobble wildly. “I-I gave birth?! B-but I was male back then! W-wasn’t I?!”

“Considering Earth is our Mother, I find it hard to imagine your male state was altogether natural since you were the essence of a volcano, Earth’s greatest symbol of life.” Darunia rebutted, quite ironically, considering said volcano’s name was literally the opposite.

“Wha-b-b-but...I’m so confused~...” Volva bemoaned uncomfortably.

“W-wait! I had sex with my ancestor?!” Blurted out Ember with a hint of green to her face. The young dragoness up until then had managed to politely wait to be addressed and was actually wearing a fairly nice red robe, unlike the nude Darunia.

“Oh please. She’s about as related to you as any random dragon is by this point.” Celestia huffed before looking between us all. “I must say, this latest quest was far more fortuitous than the last one. Even if Mildred has made all sorts of production much more efficient, and has helped us advance our alchemy labs by years of quality and potency on top of that.”

“Indeed. For the Goron, and I suppose now Carbon Dog and Diamond Dog smiths are known for their skills. With Mildred refining materials and the smiths among Darunia’s kin, we’ll be able to better outfit our soldiers and other logistics.” Zelda declared with a beaming smile, clearly quite happy with this outcome.

“I have not seen this generation’s skills since their home was in ruins by the time I was awoken,” Darunia warned, but Zelda nodded kindly, clearly having faith regardless. “I thank you for your hospitality and your willingness to give us a chance. I’ll get my people working together with those bug-shelled folk to get settled in. Then, then we will forge up a storm!” Darunia pounded his chest with a resounding stony crack, then picked the Megaton Hammer back up, sauntering out of the room.

“Mother, We noticed thou did not accost him for his lack of dress.” Luna was smirking while Zelda smiled a bit deviously.

“Gorons never were for clothing in the first place. Who am I to tell someone so comfortable with their body to hide it?” Zelda giggled perversely before regaining her composure. “Now then, I apologize for making you wait Dragon Lord Ember but considering Darunia and his people are immigrating here, I felt they had priority.”

“No worries. I’m just surprised it isn’t those two calling the shots, but if you’re their mother, I guess I can get it.” Ember said while gesturing towards Celestia and Luna. “Anyway, I’m just here to formally reaffirm our alliance with you. My...dad, could only indirectly correspond by Dragonfire Delivery due to his massive size making subtlety impossible.”

“Now, however, with Robin’s warp point, you can easily come and go.” Zelda nodded in understanding while Ember looked confused.

“Who is Robin?” Ember’s question confused me.

“Um, the woman with the two extra faces on her bosom?” Zelda pointed out and Ember blinked.

“The fairy? Huh, you don’t look like a Robin to me.” Ember scratched her left horn with her free hand, the one holding the Scepter repositioning for comfort.

“Why does everyone say that?” I grumbled, again feeling like something was missing. “I’m Robin, the Great Fairy of Order.”

“Well now, you’ve got a pretty lofty title too huh?” Ember huffed with good-natured annoyance at me not properly introducing myself to her before. “Anyway, I just wanted to make sure you understood we’ll still bring you raw ore and gems we can spare, as well as be ready to swoop in and burn things when you’re ready.”

“Wonderful! We look forward to it!” Celestia declared with an unnerving amount of glee at the prospect of burning something. Does sweet, motherly, Kind Celestia have a bit of an arsonist streak?

“Great, we’ll be in touch.” Ember turned slightly, winked at Volva, who blushed brightly, and then the short young woman turned to leave. “ACK!” She bumped right into Spike, the young teenager-WHOA! “Hey, watch where...you’re….” Ember began flushing red, she was laying atop the cute purple young drake who looked like he just got run over by the puberty train, in the best way possible. “Uh...hi.”

“Um, hey. Mind getting off me?” Spike bluntly asked in a deeper yet still distinctly raspy voice, and Ember scrambled off of him, letting the 5 foot tall lithe and handsome young drake stand up. He was still nude, the nudist that he was, but he didn’t have external genitalia when not aroused. Right. “Sorry for butting in, but-.”

“You. Me. Now.” Ember grabbed Spike’s hand and began dragging him from the throne room.

“But I have a message from Tara for-!” Spike’s words were silenced by the slamming throne room doors. You go, Spike! Lose that virginity! Stop being a total stick in the mud!

“I’m still coming to terms with being the mother of ALL dragons…” Volvagia mumbled with incredible embarrassment and awe, so I gently patted the top of the breast she was fused to.

“Hey, I’m technically the mother to at least a good portion of all the skittering monsters from the Dark World,” Gohma said in an attempt to commiserate with her bosom buddy.

“So you don’t just make more Gohma?” I asked my friend, who tittered.

“No, silly! Gohma is as much a name as a title, it isn’t a species. There’s only Four Gohma at any given time in the Dark World. We fight, we eat, we grow, we die, we start over. I’ve only been A Gohma for maybe...170 years? I’m fairly young in my tenure too.” Gohma declared proudly, and I scratched my head. It would help explain why each Gohma was so vastly different from each iteration.

“Well, okay.” I looked to Shiny, who had so far been quiet. “Hey, Shiny. Just because Link is a Silent Protagonist doesn’t mean you have to be.”

“Huh? I just didn’t have anything to say.” Shiny blinked at my comment in bemusement. “But now that everything has been dealt with, where to next?”

“Link...sorry, Shining. Just because things are dire doesn’t mean you don’t have time to rest. At least spend a day preparing for your next quest if not resting for it.” Zelda softly implored her reincarnated beloved, who let his squared shoulders relax a bit.

“Alright, it would be good to relax.” Shining sighed before I heard six pairs of hooves sneaking towards the door, and Pinkie’s giggling. They’re up to something party related.

“Yes. Actually relax. I’m going to try and catch up with any of my Lovers who happen to be home. I know Surgeon will be available tonight at least.” Damn it not being a weekend day! Then I could’ve gone to lunch or something with her.

“Okay, Robin I’ll try tra-.” Before he even finished that word, Zelda smiled mischievously as my Sages of Friendship friends grabbed him and dragged him out of the throne room, talking about a bar and bowling to celebrate Tara reuniting with her brother Shiny, and Rainbow giving birth.

“Even if they don’t have Temples to tend to, at least the Sages can still help the Hero.” Zelda laughed softly and then looked to me. “Robin, are you well? You still don’t seem quite comfortable with yourself.” Is it that obvious Princess?

“I’m fine either way. But Robin was the name I grew into, even if it’s the one given to me.” As much as I liked the name Robin, I basically just surrendered to it. I can’t think of myself as John anymore either. As far as I’m concerned, John died when I became Robin Hood, and then Robin. Even so, I still miss my mom and...maybe even my sister Elanor.

“My Queen, we have finished the latest airship.” Bat Mayor said as he swooped in through a window, his chiseled body being shown off from flight and his skintight black bodysuit.

“Bat Mayor, we’re in the middle of another meeting.” Zelda sighed in fond exasperation.

“Yes, but it’s The King of Red Lions, that was completed.” Bat Mayor told her, bowing low. “And the, um, figurehead came to life.” At his words, I groaned and rubbed my antlers, my viney caribou horns wilting slightly.

“I’m not getting involved in this. I’m going to go take a nap or something.” I’ll deal with the ghost of the King of Hyrule later.

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“Hurry! Before dogs find tunnels! Get shiny!” I heard in my sleep as I heard skirting in the room. I cracked open an eye to see short lizard people looting my room. They looked like Kobolds from DnD as the tribal loincloths and chest wraps suggested. Why are they looting a second-floor room? I went to the servant’s quarters because I didn’t want to be bothered when I’m actually trying to rest.

“Oh~!” Cooed a female orange Kobold, who was looking at the sleeping Volvagia’s face, and she ran her fingers over my breast. Heh, good luck with that, she’s-. “Pretty face on boobie.” I nearly jolted as the petite little thing easily pulled Volvagia from my right breast and she yelped as the magic in Volvagia made her spin the living mask around, and slammed her on.

“SCATTER!” Croaked another of the lizards as they hid behind large items, mostly dressers and beds since this was a servant barracks.

“Gwah~!” Volva cried out as she burst from the shifting darkness that had overtaken the lizard, who was suddenly a 10-foot tall red-scaled dragoness who staggered back and fell to her deliciously thicc ass, sending her huge basketball breasts bouncing. The golden scales running from her groin and up over her head and back down her back along her long thick tail helped accentuate her features even more. The fact she didn’t have wings was odd, but she displayed back when she and Ember had their tryst that she had similar magical flight as I did.

“Goddess Volvagia?” A shaman-looking Kobold questioned as he poked his head out from behind a nightstand and pulled a crude scroll from an even more crude bag.

“I-I’m no goddess!” Volva insisted with her red cheeks getting redder.

“You are mother to all dragons yes?” The Kobold Shaman asked of her.

“Um...yes?” Volva admitted shyly, still unused to the concept.

“Then we have found Goddess! All hail Goddess Volvagia!” Cheered the orange, green, and brown scaled 4-foot tall lizard people.

“What are these?” I groaned as I sat up, avoiding bumping my head on the upper bunk as the lizards took off crystals from their clothes and smashed them.

“DENOUNCE FALSE LEADER!” The Shaman yelled at the top of his lungs, the words echoing through the halls, before removing his crystal crown and throwing it to the stone floor. “GOAT LIED! GODDESS LIVES!” He then smashed his crown with several hard stomps.

“Kobolds! Bah! Little bottom-feeding minions from the Dark World that’s what they are!” Gohma snarled from my breast with anger. “They’re thieves, hoarders, and tricksters! Don’t trust a thing they say!”

“You just say that because we steal your gold!” Said Volva, before she slapped her hands over her mouth. “Sorry Goddess! I stay silent!”

“I’m NOT a Goddess~!” Volva whined uncomfortably as the lizard folk all prostrated and literally began praying to her.

“Oh dear...if they keep that up, dear Volvagia might actually become a Goddess, especially since she was already an Earth Spirit and Mother-of-All to the Dragon Species.” Farore said to me with some concern and interest.

“What is going on?” We heard, the Kobolds rushing to hide behind Volvagia as Nicole walked in covered in dirt, sweat, and what seemed like scraps of some suit. “Whoa. Hot dragon, but hotter babe~.” Nicole cooed as she ignored everyone in a beeline for me, pushed my back down onto the bed to get over me, pressed our breasts together, smothering Gohma, and kissed me deeply. I groaned as she so easily dominated me in a kissing match, and then we broke apart. I was left breathless and her smirking with a cocky expression. “Been an age babe.”

“Yes, it has.” I huffed as I felt her grinding against me. “Nicky, I know, but please, there’s something weird going on.”

“Nope. Fuck them. They can watch or leave, I’m taking you here and now.” The way Nicole punctuated her words by ripping my plant bikini bottom off in one firm tug had me so ready. I’m beyond happy I went to sleep at an average size so nobody would lay on me!

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“That was hot.” A female Kobold said as my belly sloshed. Nicole purred as she sleepily nuzzled me, her balls much smaller than before, down to coconuts from basketballs. “Was she saving up?”

I noticed the Kobold about to touch my lover. I wonder how Nicole would react. “Love you, hm, I so love you Robin,” Nicole told me as she groped my breast and kissed me while she was half-asleep, passion in her voice. “Also little one, touch my cock and I’ll breed you.”

“Can non-Kobold breed?” The tiny, lithe, four-foot female asked as she climbed onto Nicole’s lap, playfully wrapping her arms around Nicole’s massive bitch-breaker, which was easily the whole length of the brown lizard’s torso. “Doubt it. I’m not big enough to put thingy in.”

“I’m trained to be a breeder, trust me, I can make it fit. I’ve know cows able to breed Breezies.” Nicole chuckled as she grabbed the petite female’s thighs, the rest of the onlookers not as bold as the little brown lizard had been, they’d been content to fan Volva with palm leaves they found somewhere and feed her grapes as she meekly surrendered to the pampering.

“Wait, you’re trained to be a breeder?” I asked in concern. Did she have to undergo such extremes with her having to take my place as the active caribou field operative?

“Yes, most Soldiers are so we spread our seed after battles. First course completed, also how we get as big and strong as we do in training. We’re normally as small as the King when we first join the military. Well except for the converted.” Nicole explained as that filled in a few more questions on why King Vaati was so short. She never bore children herself before, and also helped explain why caribou have such a soft spot for short people, their children tend to stay short until they have their own.

“Wait, how many kids did you have before? You said I was your first?!” I barked, feeling like I’ve been lied to this whole time.

“You were my First, in that you were the First I made fawns out of affection with.” Nicole insisted as she lifted the tiny lizard, who was already oozing femcum from her cunny and eagerly moved her loincloth to let Nicole start working her cock into the small slut.

“How many fawns.” I mewled in sadness of me not being her actual first.

“Only...I think, oof, tight one. I had maybe two? We only need a small, normal pregnancy to jumpstart our teenage growth spurt.” Nicole told me as she twisted the tiny thot onto the head of her cervine penis.

“Oh, who was it?” I asked as Nicole humped the Kobold, who groaned as her belly swelled with caribou meat.

“Carmine,” Nicole grunted. “She made a day of breaking in new recruits if we break in two we’re not worth the effort to train up.” That is just sick and wrong.

“Really? Like actually split you in two?” I questioned as I absorbed the cum in my womb. Hopefully, I’m not pregnant again, I’ll have to give the unformed life over to one of my trees again. I need to see how that turned out for my tree next to Deku.

“Someone talking about Carmine?” I heard as Paddy entered, with her collar still around her neck but now had shackles on her wrists and ankles that were not linked together. She was also wearing nearly nothing this time, looking like a middle-eastern belly dancer with blue sheer pants, a skimpy matching blue bikini top, and panties connected to the sheer pants to give her at least some modesty. “Oh, hello Robin. Did you need anything Nicole?”

“No. I’m good Paddy. Sorry if I sent any, unf, implications to your obedience collar.” Nicole apologized as she somehow managed to fit her rest of her dick all the way into the tiny woman, who was insensate and cumming as her abdomen was so distended with Nicole’s pillar of male meat, that her flesh stretched like an opaque condom in front of her petite bosom.

“It’s fine. So, Robin. If you find out anything about Carmine, I’m in the concubine quarters if you would be so kind as to let me know. Now then, I’m off to provide...relief for the sous chef.” Paddy muttered indignantly and then left without further incident.

“Uh?” I asked as Nicole ravaged the Kobold. “Um again did she actually break you girls in two?”

“No, Paddy actually did that bit if Carmine felt like they were going to,” Nicole explained with a grunt.

“Not helping...oh, Volvagia are you doing okay?” I asked the gold-banded red dragoness as I looked to her and saw that the pampering going on was intensifying. The number of Kobold tribals having increased in number, bringing more fruits, drinks, and I think the grey griffin they have hogtied as an offering was that Gabby girl.

“They’re just walking in here now.” Volva sighed. “Also they want me to eat the griffin.”

“MMPH!” Gabby cried out in panic, thrashing in her bindings, sending her petite C-cups jiggling.

“Don’t worry, I won’t eat you. Not literally anyway.” Volva blushed as she glared at her worshipers. “Release her! Don’t bring any living things as offerings. In fact, stop bringing me offerings! Return all these stolen goods!”

“Has anyone else shown up?” I asked as the Kobolds did as they were told, looking surprisingly down-trodden now.

“We thought you would like a hoard.” One sniffled.

“I don’t know why or how my offspring developed such an odd tendency, but I hoard nothing. I don’t need something so superfluous and petty. To live simply, and contentedly, is to know happiness. You do not need-.” Volvagia’s sagely advice was interrupted by loud crashing coming from outside of the room and the door burst open again.

“I GOT GOLD AND DIAMOND!” One Kobold sang as they rushed in with a small chest and dragged it to Volvagia, huffing from the exertion. “Got this from weird deer girl's treasury, just enough not to be noticed right away.” He declared as he popped open the reasonably small chest, and it was filled with golden plain coins, the former Equestrian currency known as Bits, and uncut diamonds which seemed to glow with how the lights of the room reflected off of them.

“You dug into the Caribou treasury?” I asked in surprise, how the hell did they pull that off?

“We kobold clever! We make cities, make them very complex and full of traps! Most adventures get lost if they no map and die before even seeing us!” This Kobold told us. “We have four in your world right now, and females suddenly began appearing too!” He said as he excitedly pointed to the brown-scaled woman Nicole was currently pumping with so much cum she was turning into a living condom.

“So...Shiny…” Volvagia whispered as she knelt before the chest, grabbing handfuls of the shinies and her eyes began to sharpen. “All...Mine…”

“NOPE!” I declared, shrinking to fairy size, and flying up to her face, blasting her with my Fairy Dust™. “You will not fall for the same issues your kids have!” I Ordered, and green light filled Volva’s eyes as she dropped the shinies back in and slammed the lid, startling her minions.

“Good work, but please don’t tempt me! Thank you, Robin.” Volva sighed in relief as she understood what I’d just helped her avoid.

“Aw, can I have them though?” Gohma asked from my breast and I groaned as I rubbed the base of my antlers again.

I just wanna get some rest!