Hyrulequestria

Ch.83

“We’re sorry!” Shining/Tirek pleaded again with the Warden, on their knees and bowing low.

“Sorry won’t cut it! You’ve turned half my prisoners into masks! Which, while convenient, isn’t on our punishment detail! You’ve collapsed the pocket dimension that Tartarus has resided since before recorded time! Now it’s rooted into Hyrule like it’s a Temple! Not to mention all the heat shielding has now turned it into an air-conditioned paradise! Nobody is going to suffer in there besides not being fed!” Warden Betelguese screeched as she pulled on her wolf ears.

“I’m so sorry! So sorry!” Shining/Tirek wailed once more, raising and lowering their humanoid torso desperately. Thankfully they’d shrunken down to their athletic size, or else the otherwise meadow-like island would’ve been getting two massive breast-shaped indents.

As this was going on, there was a rumble from the field of flowers nearby, which had a purple warped fairy giggling and floating over it, a twisted helm on its head. We blinked in confusion as to what this fairy was doing as the earth started cracking and bulging, a seal flicking over it.

This fairy giggled before warping away and a ten feet tall, confused as all hell, female, anthro green-scaled Gojira crawled out of the earth. She was most puzzled by her boobs and the lines all over her body. That, and clearly confused over being able to think at all, looking around in curiosity at everything. “AND NOW GOJIRA IS A WOMAN! DOES YOUR DEPRAVITY KNOW NO BOUNDS?!”

“Sorr-wait! That’s not from us!” Tirek/Shining declared as she jumped to her hooves, pointing accusingly at the bemused green lizard woman. “Blame Majora for most of this shit!”

“Yeah! Stop blaming Shiny and Tirek after they saved us!” I demanded of the Warden of Tartarus. “Oh! Shiny! Take Tirek off! Even with Zulu making you resistant to change, she changed too while you were wearing her!”

“CRAP!” Tirek/Shiny yelped, and grabbed at their face, tugging it off. “Okay! Checklist!”

“Shiny!” I wailed, and it took the hero a second to look down and realized she didn’t have to look far to see her chest.

“AH~! NO-NO-NO-NO-NO~!” Shining Armor then dove her hands into her trousers and sighed in relief. “Okay! Family jewels are still intact, I’m good!” Shining then sighed and groped her bowling-ball boobs with a cute pout, the fit and muscular woman had an incredibly beautiful face...oh, her blue eyes now have slitted pupils like a cat’s. “Whatever. I’m used to having boobs by now with how much I’ve worn you, ladies.”

“I’m so sorry Shiny~! I can’t do anything right~!” Tirek wailed, tears pouring from her eyes, the Lynel Mask weeping in the woman’s hands.

“Not your fault,” Shining told her before giving her a kiss. “Besides, at least now Zelda’s pet name of Gleaming Shield actually fits.”

Gojira walked over pointing to her crotch and boobs, still confused as she looked at everyone. And I just remembered that not everyone was safe and sound after all of this.

“Where is Vaati?” I asked, ignoring the anthro lizard woman examining everyone in curiosity.

“We cannot find her. She was taken by that vile shaman Shikoro and never returned. It was before he returned with you in that bottle.” Luna informed me and rubbed a morose Celestia’s shoulder to console the worried mare.

“What?” I whined, surprised I felt so worried for her. Then, a leap of logic came to me, and I gasped. “No! He, his master! Whoever it is, Grogar, Kevin, or Ganondorf, whoever. They must’ve taken her to finish what was originally tainting her! Vaati was a mighty villain once, only surpassed by Ganondorf!”

“Then she is to be our enemy once more, though this time we know for certain that she is being brainwashed.” Zelda closed her eyes and sighed through her nose in resignation.

“I don’t want her to be an enemy,” I whined, again surprised by my statement. I had her as my main enemy for a long while, but I was so happy with getting to know the real her this past month. She’s a surprisingly intelligent and cunning person, even Charswirl applauded her skill with magic, and Charswirl is a hard-ass when it comes to magic. To have that turned against us, and amplified to incredible magnitudes of power, as well as knowing her as a person…

“None of us do. Especially since she’s a member of your harem. Now she’s likely to become a Mask, and the girls have been so intent on being with me. What if after the sealing, she changes her mind?” Gleaming asked in concern as she handed a calmed-down Tirek to me, who I put on my last free breast. Jalha was on my left butt cheek, she was rather down about all of this.

“I don’t like being a butt cheek.” Jalha huffed before mumbling more about other things.

“Oh hush back there. Just be glad I don’t pass gas.” I snarked in amusement as I reached back and rubbed her brow, which was the top of my butt near my lower back.

“Do you want any help?” Zulu purred as she flew down from someplace above.

“I already got my wishes, and even if I did have any left I’m okay with this.” Gleaming Shield said to Zulu as she hefted her boobs, which sloshed, causing the white mare to blush. “Shit, I’m lactating?! Ugh, whatever, I’m good with that too.”

“I can do more.” She chuckled before her belly grew and she huffed, rubbing her belly and pushing. “Oof, Mistress’ token. Goodness it’s bigger than I thought it would be.” She huffed before a golden metal egg fell from her loins.

“Before more shenanigans get in the way, we’re all going to gather up and go home. Warden Betelguese, is there anything we need to address?” Zelda asked of the busty Darknut wolf, who huffed and waved us all off.

“Just get off my island. I need to get everything sorted, figure out how to take care of and secure hundreds of magic masks, and also get all these damn Dark World Minions to calm down, put their various sexual organs away, and either help out, move on, or get banished back to Dark World.” Betelguese snarled as she turned towards the Bastille, seeing the numerous Iron Waifus all helpfully loading the ship with the cargo that was obviously ‘confiscated’. “Take those perky things with you. I have no use for such bubbly little cinnamon rolls in my prison.”

Gojira blinked looked at the Dark World minions and roared, loudly, making said minions jump and fall in line before her, ready to serve her whims. Which it seemed, started with explaining simple things. Whatever, not our problem. So long as she’s not gonna try destroying island nations, we’re good.

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“Ah~ so nice to be home.” I groaned as I settled into the hot coconutty goo of the cum-slime pool. It was back in order weeks ago with Charswirl fixing the issue with the reservoir heating and humidifying Shiny’s, sorry, Gleaming’s suite. I was even at an average size, Hyrule Historia in one hand and reading it contently.

“Yes. Shame my little bro got to go instead of me, but then again he’s the ruler of the main hive, I’m just a branch hive.” Trachea said from my left. She’d birthed those eggs weeks ago and was none the worse for it. She claimed it was her changeling morphology that allowed her to not get any thiccer or bustier with successive pregnancies, to which I was both thankful, yet slightly disappointed. I love her as is though, so I’m more than okay with this.

“So, what should we do?” Luna asked as she wiggled in her seat in the pool. “We are at a bit of a loss. Clearly, Majora, Grogar, Ganondorf, and whoever else are all escalating.”

“Considering Gleaming Shield has bulldozed through five dungeons and secured the services of five evil generals thus far, perhaps Ganondorf is getting desperate?” Celestia suggested from her place in the pool.

“Girls~! I don’t wanna hear you talk business when we’re all home~!’ Nicole whined from where she was floating on her back, Zephyr helping her stay buoyant despite her heaving tits and heavy antlers.

“I agree. We’re all home for once, let’s just relax and enjoy our time together.” Surgeon insisted, interrupting her conversation with Eris and Harmonia. I was, of course, using this distraction to keep reading. We’re here to relax, not fret about the future. That’s Future Navi’s problem.

“Yes, no more talk of business.” Harmonia huffed before booping me.

“Hey~ I’m enjoying this,” I whined as Eris pulled my book out of my hand and stuffed it back into my cleavage, causing me to pout. “I may be a sex machine ladies, but even I’m not always in the mood.” Besides, losing Vaati has kinda killed my ‘on’ switch.

“We don’t need to have sex Love.” Luna calmly insisted as she approached me, placing a hand on my shoulder. “If anything, We’re well and beyond not in the mood.” Everyone nodded in agreement. “That said, how about we all do something we don’t do all together at once very often?” Luna stepped up out of the pool, using magic to squeegee off my slime cum and dump it back into the pool, leaving her fur a shiny silver that reflected light.

“Um, what do we do?” Nicole asked. “From what I remember we mostly do talks on politics or missions.”

“Well, We were considering watching a play, but not a traditional one. Hermais has provided a machine that will play some recording on the television for us to enjoy.” Luna said as she summoned a flowing black nightgown onto her body, one clearly meant for sleeping and relaxing and not for sexytimes.

“Yes, let's do that!” I cheered, climbing out of the bathing pool and absorbing my coconutty goo.

“I’m up for it!” Trachea declared, and shortly everyone else was voicing their agreement, getting out of the pool and having Zephyr and I dry them off by consuming the tasty slime. Once we were all nice and dry and unnaturally beautiful due to the nutritious restorative properties of my slime semen.

“What are we watching?” Celestia asked as we herded into the suite, where I snorted in amusement at how Luna was trying and failing, to understand how a DVD works, pressing the edge of the case into the front of the closed disk tray on the player.

“Hold on Lulu, I’ve got this.” I gently took the DVD from my blushing and embarrassed lover and pressed the open button, whatever magic augments given to the plastic little box powering it in place of electricity. With the tray extended, I popped open the case and put the blank disc in, turning on the TV at the same time. It was a monstrosity of a thing, taking up a whole wall next to the balcony, but Pinkie Pie had insisted on making it for us.

“Why is it so big?” Nicole asked. “I haven’t actually seen this before, and it’s nothing like the prototypes I saw while spying.”

“Pinkie is a savant when it comes to magitech engineering. I’m not surprised she managed to scale up the concept this much.” Surgeon reminded her fellow caribou.

“Well, it is using an Arc Amethyst that Pinkie had me get for her as a power source, so I can understand the raw power this thing is using,” Zephyr informed us as the widescreen lit up in vibrant colors. “But the colors, I have no clue what she could’ve used for that.”

“Huh, I haven’t seen this one before…” I blinked in bemusement, figuring Hermais would’ve given us something I’d seen before, being the know-it-all she is. It’s also nice of her to give us a disc with no preview advertisements, but while I haven’t seen it, why does What Dreams May Come sound familiar? “I hope it isn’t a porno, but the menu isn’t obscene…”

“Well, are we gonna watch it or what?” Nicole asked eagerly as she and the others got comfy on the bed. Shrugging, I turned it on and got on the bed, before going goo and getting under everyone, causing them to yelp and laugh, Zephyr mirroring me, and soon we were ensuring everyone was comfortably seated and at different elevations so nobody was blocking anyone.

It wasn’t long before the griffin actor’s voice hit me, and I was suddenly hit with painful nostalgia. I silently enjoyed a localized rendition of one of Robin Williams’ saddest movies, my lovers a mixture of aghast and awed by it. By the end, I wanted to hug everyone, remember that in this world, there is no such cruel and strict afterlife for anyone less than perfect. It was an existential moment, one I thought I’d moved past when Luna told me she made me ageless.

“That was so beautiful, yet sad. What depressed mind thought up such a horrid afterlife?” Luna huffed as she stood up and put away the DVD, having clearly watched me and learned. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she put the disc away upside-down.

“So there is nothing like that here?” I asked for self-assurance, and Farore scoffed at me.

“Not a chance. Why waste so much to cause such suffering? Suffering is something meant for living. The dead do not remember their journey, they simply wake up refreshed, in a new body, and next to being a clean slate. This world doesn’t waste anything, not even the souls of the dead.” Farore proudly declared to me, but the next to a clean slate thing reminded me that reincarnation was literally part of this world’s system. People still died, but they would return at some point, as someone different, yet similar. It was both sad, and beautiful.

“What about Poe-Poe.” The black orb with soulless eyes asked, causing us all to scream and jump away from where he’d appeared in our midst. “I wasn’t recycled. Also not here right now. Found a stray floating island not linked to that stupid bird civilization. Took it over and have this green man as a roommate. He has incredible shrooms.”

“There are, of course, souls who don’t wish to be reincarnated, but we didn’t implement a system for those souls to dissipate or remain in limbo beyond the intended period, so they become spirits like Poes and other entities,” Farore said as my slime turned green.

“Ah...I’ll make one. Better they not rot for too long and become like me.” Poe-Poe commented. “I’ll make it peaceful for those with a generally good life, and only harmful to mass murders and rapists...also child molesters.”

“You know you must see Nayru about that, it’s her department.” Farore huffed in dismissal. Life was her domain, Death was part of Nayru’s.

“HEY NAYRU!” Poe-poe yelled at Harmonia. “WAKE UP!”

“There is no need to shout!” Harmonia yelped as her body turned blue, and her breasts exploded in size to yoga balls. “ACK! Damn it! Ugh...I’ve been meaning to develop a system to allow those souls to be reconstituted entirely into other elements, and even possibly back into pure ether if they decide they don’t wish to be reborn.” Nayru admitted as she pouted at her massive rack.

“Hah! I say let them languish! It’s things like Poe-Poe that make our creation so interesting!” Eris declared as she turned purely red, her breasts actually shrinking to A-cups while she buffed up incredibly. “I prefer those with the will to deny death to actually get their wish!” Din declared with a savage grin.

“I mostly eat those that get to my level of insanity though,” Poe-Poe explained. “No need to have them going killing.”

“Then We say the matter was already settled, just keep up the good work Mr. Poe-Poe.” The Three Goddesses declared in unison, and Mr. Poe-Poe suddenly seemed to solidify quite a bit, and he then faded with that scary laughter.

“Didst thou just bestow upon that frightening creature the authority to manage evil spirits?” Luna asked in shock, before sighing. “Whatever, no more existential thoughts, tis time for bed.” Luna turned off the TV and we all got situated, with me going to join Zephyr in the tub, I want slimy snuggles.

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“...So that’s why I have accidentally struck a deal with a mercenary band in the Dark World.” Gleaming Shield reported sheepishly to Celestia and Luna in the throne room the next morning, Jalha, impressively already having a host, floating in the air next to him sheepishly. The waifish purple ghost woman was skinny and elegant, having lost her thiccness to Tirek before being Masked.

“What are we supposed to do with this.” Celestia sighed as she rubbed her temples, reading over the blood-written vellum of the contract Gleaming had ended up making with a vicious band of Dark World mercenaries. “We don’t exactly have a field of battle to send them to.”

“Actually…” Interjected Nora the moblin, who was waiting behind Gleaming, oh, and her boobs are now beach ball-sized, stop that Majora! Leave the girl be! Anyway, she was waiting patiently until this moment. “The fleshy slime stuff that took over the Temple of Time is starting to seep out of the Diamond Cathedral. They could use some reinforcements since they still haven’t found a way into the place yet.”

“Right, that would be a top priority.” Luna agreed. “Gleaming go ahead and send your mercenaries to the Diamond Cathedral.”

“Wait~!” Wailed Zulu as she flew into the throne room. “What about the Black Isles? They’re still occupied by meanies who won’t leave Mistress’ followers alone, even if they’re nicer now and have libidos.”

“Hm...it would do well to have a scouting force see to that with our navies having been reclaimed from the caribou military, but that will still be some time coming…” Luna mused while Celestia cleared her throat.

“Not to add any more onto our plates sister, but I’ve seen the reports on the desert. It’s getting quite violent out there, the caribou have withdrawn, but an army of undead have risen from the sands and now the Gerudo are fighting an uphill battle, even with their magitek golems.” Celestia informed us, and I guess it just now hammered home how severe things have gotten with those three situations over the past month.

“...Gleaming, how big was this band of mercenaries again?” Luna worriedly asked, suddenly feeling that whatever number they were, they were clearly inadequate now.

“The Blood Barons number 500. They’re not a big group, but they’re mostly composed of Darknuts, Lynels, and Moblins with a few Iron Knuckles. When I called one of the girl ones an Iron Waifu, she really liked it though, but the male ones seem a bit annoyed for some reason.”

“So they’re fairly elite soldiers, and as Dark World Minions their deaths are temporary. I suggest we send 100 to reinforce Commander Balgradia at the Diamond Cathedral, 200 to the desert to investigate and help the Gerudo deal with the undead, since undead are always a bad thing besides the intelligent ones, and 200 to sail to the Black Isles to see about scouting them out.” Luna declared, and Celestia levitated the contract to Luna, who sighed. “And We’ll grant them a fortress to call a permanent home here in our world, so long as they do not become bandits.”

“Thank you.” Gleaming sighed in relief of having something to do with her sudden soldiers.

Another portal opened and Hermais dumped a small present in my hands. “Huh?” Oh! Right! I haven’t even opened those presents from earlier! Where did they go? Who is sending these? If it was Hermy, she’d have just told me.”

“BIG BROTHER! WHAT HAPPENED!” We heard before Gleaming’s little sister rushed to her oldest sibling. “Why do you have boobs?! And why didn’t you tell me~?!” Dawn Breaker wailed before pouncing on her new big sister and groping her tits.

“Uh, sorry sis. I hadn’t thought about it.” Gleaming said with a gasp as Dawn roughly squeezed her breasts, her nipples clearly gushing since the padded armor began to moisten. “Dawn they’re sensitive~!”

“Why does everyone get big boobies but me~! When will the boob fairy come for me~!” Dawn wailed childishly even as she roughly played with her sister’s breasts, the only recently female Gleaming arching her back and crying out in pleasure.

“You’re 10.” I blandly commented, still disturbed by how lewd Dawn was when she was years away from even being old enough to consider such things. Damn you Majora, I know this is all your fault!

“Dawn Breaker! You leave your sister’s breasts alone!” Twilight Velvet demanded as she stormed into the throne room, grabbing the inappropriately lewd filly by the ear and tugging her away. “Sorry about this! Dawn! What have I told you-!” Velvet cut off as she left the room.

“Ah, crap.” Gleaming groaned, shivering as she came down from the boobgasm. “I just came. From my little sister attacking my tits. I’m a mixture of disgusted, aroused, and ashamed.” Gleaming rubbed her crotch, the magic padded armor trousers visibly soaking through.

“Um...do you need help?” I asked, feeling a little thirsty as I opened the present to find a seashell. It was so pretty. Where is this from, who sent it?

“I could do with a cleanup please, but first, where are we going?” Gleaming asked as she recovered.