Hyrulequestria

Ch.94

“So that’s why Carmine is here, Gleamy is 10 feet tall, and looks about to fuck everyone at once.” I sheepishly said to my royal lovers, sitting on Gleaming’s left shoulder, a couple of feet tall instead of 5 inches this time due to her scale. “I blame the slime unbirth surrogacy with those Chuchu and the egg pregnancy with Morpha.”

“What?” Gleaming chuckled and nuzzled me. “Not my fault getting filled is so satisfying. The only reason I didn’t have you fill me instead of me filling you was because I need to not be pregnant. Thank goodness Stalrova can use necromantic magic to sterilize cum.”

“Or that I stuck to oral.” Carmine declared from her spot next to us, dressed once more in her seashell bikini and thong.

“Indeed, or We would be having rather harsh, yet intimate words with thou Gleaming Shield.” Luna chided with a wagging finger. “That said, at least things seem to finally be coming to a close. All that is left is the Temple of Time, and the forces to the North.”

“Hopefully.” I sighed, knowing we may get more dungeons after the Master Sword is pulled. Or...um. That will just be the key that unlocks even more dungeons like so many games in the Zelda series tend to do. Please no. Gleaming’s harem is already obscenely big.

“We need to get into the Temple first. We can’t get in with whatever sent Commander Balgraida running having sealed the place.” Celestia sighed. “We need to fight whatever is in there.”

“Most likely Malice, which means holy items will work,” I suggested. “Malice isn’t immune to mundane things either though, it’s just highly resistant. I’m sure if we took an industrial ‘Jaws of Life’ to the door we’d be able to force it open.”

“Hm…” Gleaming hummed and put a hand to her chin in consideration, then used said hand to brush aside a forelock of her lush blue mane out of her eyes. “Actually, Navi.”

“Yes?” I asked in bemusement, looking down at my lover.

“You haven’t been growing new trees, or bonding to your trees lately,” Gleamy commented out of nowhere, causing me to blink in perplexity at the oddly out-of-place statement.

“Oh! You’re right. Hm, I guess that’s because I don’t want a tree by Wiatr right now, and Tartarus already has the tree at Forsaken Fortress reasonably close by. As for the desert. Well. It’s a desert. I’m not going to steal precious water from those people.” I will need to go back to the Black Isles to set up a tree eventually, just not now. “But what are you getting at?”

“Remember? Your sword? It dealt Holy damage to Shrieker and Stalrova.” Gleaming reminded me, and her thought process clicked in my head.

“So if I made a tree near it we might be able to get in?” I speculated with a snap of my slimy fingers. How did I do that? How do I snap fingers when I don’t have bones?

“Nothing that extreme. I meant you could make a stronger, more powerful and durable weapon or tool to force away the Malice holding the doors shut.” Gleaming informed me, and I nodded.

“That is much easier. I wouldn’t like a tree in such a cold place anyway.” I need plenty of sun, water, and nutrition to grow a tree properly. Desert, snow, and barren stone are not good for that. I learned the hard way with Forsaken Fortress and how tiring it was to grow the mangrove roots just so I could even grow at all and still had to root to the tower to keep upright.

“Well, anything else we should pla-?” I froze at feeling a presence behind me.

“Sup bitch-sis!” I yelped at Elenor suddenly seeming to appear behind us and she grabbed my breasts from behind, which at my tiny size, despite how big they were to me, weren’t that much more than handfuls to my big bitch of a sister. “So you’re a big shot around here? About damn time you grew a pair! Nice set of ‘em too!”

“Get off me you-ah!” I was suddenly yanked butt-first into Elenor’s cleavage, produced by her having gotten proper clothes in a white U-neck shirt and jeans.

“Come on! Mom wants us to hang out! To the tavern!” Elenor cheered, the purple space dragoness holding me hostage in her heavy tits.

“No~! Gleamy! Lulu! Tia! Carmy! HELP ME~!” I wailed in horror as I was being forced into something I dreaded more than nearly anything.

Quality time with my sister.

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“So this milk is good?” Elenor asked as she looked at Talon. She was already drunk, but only on her fourth beer. “I’ve had Irish Car Bombs that didn’t get me thish, this, sloshed in four runs.”

“Yesh! She ish teh besht booze maker in town~!” Mom drunkenly proclaimed, hanging off of my sister, having scooted her chair to sit next to my towering bitch-sis and I sulked in the chair across from them, having sized up to normal size and grown my green biker outfit. I was sipping on a chocolate milkshake made from Talon’s milk. It was definitely an alcoholic beverage, but I was taking it much slower than my mom and sis.

“Will you be having anything else?” Malon politely asked of me, and I perked up a bit, the beautiful young caribou just as lovely to see and have around as before. She just brings this aura of kindness and platonic love everywhere. I kinda wonder how Gleaming is doing wooing her. I haven’t heard or seen anything on that front in a while.

“Do you have any fries? They’d go good with my shake.” I asked my friend.

“Yes, and tell Gleaming I’m good for Tuesday if not busy with her quest,” Malon told me.

“Oh! So you decided to let the stud try and woo you?” I fluttered my eyes at her, watching the albino girl blush red. “Trust me. She is, without a doubt, one of the best lays in all the land. That’s not even accounting for how romantic and charming she can be. Also, she likes to talk about things. Like personal issues, getting to know people. It’s like she’s perfect or something.”

“Lucky bitch! Give me some of that luck!” Elanor demanded of me, leaning down, and I was about to snark before she was kissing me, groping my right breast. “Hm~ got enough Irish in ya to pass it on little sis?”

“I-I can’t believe-mmph…” I fell to the floor, my bitch of a sister who I hate with my entire being doing things to me I wasn’t entirely displeased with. Until Mom pulled us up off the floor.

“Thash enough girls! No fightin’! We is gunna celebrate are union. C’mon! Less paint da town red!” Mom cheered, grabbing my milkshake and handing it back to me.

“Wha-?” I groaned before things became a bit of a blur.

I vaguely remember a lot of shouting, laughing. There was plenty of kissing, touching, and pleasure. The next clear thing I remember was waking up in a bed in a room that clearly wasn’t mine, my head between two heaving purple mountains, and my cock hilted in a tight cunt. I groaned and managed to clear my vision enough to realize it was my sister’s snoring draconic face in my sight, and it was her quim I was firmly nestled inside of.

Oh no~ I had sex with my asshole of a sister~. The way my cock throbbed and made me hiss in pleasure got Elanor to snort and lick her lips to try and wet her whistle. “Ugh...damn we got fucked up.”

“We had sex.” I groaned, noting how wet her snatch was.

“Ah...well, wish I was sober for it. Be the first bit of action I’d have gotten in nearly a year.” Elanor grunted, her vagina flexing on me.

“Yeah. Right. Elanor the Gatecrasher hasn’t been laid in a year?” I grit my teeth, trying not to move and make it worse. It seems, due to how sloshed we both were and judging by her flat tummy, penetration was as far as we got before we passed out. I don’t want it to get much further.

“Fuck you. No, really, move. I fucking want it you little bitch.” Elanor snarled, grabbing my shoulders and pressing her tits into my face.

“Really?” I groaned before starting to move to pull out and her legs wrapped around me, keeping me in her pulsing pussy.

“Do not leave that hole.” Elanor groaned. “Don’t try to switch. Mom told me she can’t get pregnant, or at least not with you. Even so you’re neutral or whatever, so fuck me like a woman you little bitch! Your big sis is demanding you to-AH!” I thrust hard in anger at her mockery, starting to furiously fuck her, each stroke was like trying to get all my hate and anger for her out of me and into her.

“FUCK YOU!” I snarled and decided to take on the more aggressive of the species in my genepool of a body, I have a whole world's worth of bodies to pick from. What my body picked was a big and large creature of teeth and eyes. It appeared like a dragon but didn’t feel like one, and had a cock of 5 feet long and one foot wide, which at our now flipped sizes, was like having her as a masturbation aid while I was hunched in the room.

“GAH~! FUCK TOO BIG~!” Elanor screeched as she widened her legs while I stretched her to the limit of her space dragon body, her torso distending from the sheer amount of cock inside her. “SO BIG! AGH!” Elanor wailed as I grabbed her with my massive hands, each easily big enough to hold her in, and began twisting and jacking her on my cock. “AH! AH~!”

“Fuck you and your misplaced sense of superiority! Fuck you and your cruelty! Fuck you for making me an insecure little shit who latched onto the first bitch who paid me any attention!” I roared at her, moving her faster, my sister was drooling, her head lolling as I masturbated with her body. “Fuck you for making me a pathetic little tool!”

“AH~!” Elanor wailed as I roared, cumming gallons into her instantly, inflating her belly like a condom reservoir, which caused her body to rotate on my cock until she was dangling on me like an overfilling said prophylactic.

“Crap that was good.” I groaned sliding her off before sitting down and looking myself over. “What did I turn into?”

“FUCKING AWESOME!” I flinched and watched in irritation and a bit of amazement as Elanor just got up, her body already digesting the cum in her womb like it did with my mom. “I think I got off, like, ten times just from you getting huge!”

“You can’t be serious…” I felt my eye twitch in disbelief as she finished absorbing or digesting or whatever her and mom’s bodies do to cum, or at least my cum. “I just cum that much and it’s not making you preg-I- okay way do I want that?”

“Sis, there’s a reason no limp-dick pussy bitch guy kept me around. I’m into some hardcore shit!” Elanor announced proudly, slapping her thighs as her wings and tail whipped behind her.

“Okay, now what?” I asked, realizing I was some deviation of dragon, do I have three heads right now?

“Now? Uh...not sure. I’m up for another go, but since that was you venting your raging hate-boner on me I doubt you feel like going again. Which, I get. I’m not for everyone. Not even my hot as fuck little sis…” Elanor suddenly wilted, and I blinked in surprise. “Look. I’m sorry. Not just because you fucked me good, so listen. I was harsh on you because with Mom busy all the time, and that fucking dickbag who was our father running out on us, I wanted to try and toughen you up. A lot of fucking good my efforts did huh?”

“Well, you’d be surprised.” I chuckled slightly as I kept looking myself over. Huh, bronze-gold scales, three heads. Am I Ghidorah? Gojira might be pissed if she saw me. “I did shoot a whole squad of trained soldiers before throwing up and passing out when I first got here.”

“Kickass. The shooting soldiers bit, not the throwing up bit. But I get it. You’re a tough girl now, and I’m glad for that.” Elanor’s face softened in a way I never expected, then she ruined it with her trademark lecherous grin. “Now are you gonna just stand there? Or put those three sexy heads to use on me?” Ellie said as she flew up to perch her groin on the tip of my glans.

“Fine.” I groaned before grabbing her with my hands to hold her still, kissing and sucking on her tits with my two extra heads and causing her to pant and moan. I slowly began twisting her back onto my spear-shaped dragon dong and she wailed just from the tip. “Better not digest this,” I muttered in a little disgust at my desire to impregnate my own sister, genetics not mattering anymore be damned.

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“I’m so glad my babies have finally put their differences aside~!” Mom cheered as she hugged us both to each of her sides, me slightly taller than her and, of course, her having to reach up to even reach the top of Elanor’s hip.

“Thanks, mom. Don’t know why I’m having a hard time changing back though.” I commented, still in the Ghidorah body. At least I was able to shrink down to a reasonable size and turn back into a light ball after a test. Wonder if Eris might know, is Ghidorah related to fairies? Y’know, the whole chimeric deal?

“No big loss there. Now you can literally suck yourself off or give yourself cunnilingus.” Elanor wagged her brows at me, and I snorted in amusement, her belly still sloshing with my load, slower to digest it this time, but still going down. I guess she and mom do have an upper limit of what they can ‘eat’ in one sitting. No clue what that is or how it works, but Majora is a fucking deviant and I almost don’t want to know where it’s all going.

“True, and I still have magic, and my other heads can manipulate things.” I chuckled with my left head while I rubbed Elanor’s belly with my right, muttering quietly about eggs which made Ellie surprisingly docile. My heads are a little independent in this body but still controlled by my center head. “Hm, and I do have some fingers on the tip of my wings too if crude ones.”

“Nope!” Mom booped my central head on the snoot. “You’re gonna get your full abilities back. I don’t care if you like having three heads, I want us to roleplay again sometime.” Mom glared sternly at me, and I blushed hotly at remembering my mom was intimate with me too. Oh shit. I’ve gone there. I’m in a physical sexual relationship with both my mother and my sister! I’m such garbage! Well, by human standards. We’re not exactly human anymore anyway.

“Yeah. What mom says. The three heads are hot, but shifting around has to be convenient.” Elanor reinforced, rubbing her shrinking belly and looking disappointed.

“Alright, let's see if I can,” I said before glowing and felt my upper body morph and looked back to see my wings were less oversized and then morphed my scaly arms into my lion arm and eagle arm. “Well, I can manage this much right now at least.”

“Goodie. Now then. Mom? Can we please have a threesome?” Elanor asked far too pleadingly, and I cringed at how absolutely inappropriate this all was, but I wasn’t going to complain. I still wanted to see if I could overwhelm whatever is whisking away the semen in their wombs and was already hoping to plunge back into Elanor.

“Nope. I’m not in the mood, you need to learn how to have an off switch young lady, and Navi has some work to get back to. She needs to grow Gleaming a mighty weapon from her body like some Nordic goddess!” Mom gushed excitedly and then spanked my butt through my jeans, making me yelp in triplicate. “Go on! Save the world baby!”

“No~! I want to make Elie pregnant~!” I whined playfully, causing Ellie to actually flush. I made my bitch-sis blush! I feel like that’s a victory!

“We can try that later sweetie. Now go on, get!” Mom playfully shooed me away, pushing me away from Ellie, who clearly was both eager, yet willing to wait as she sighed contently.

“Okay fine, but I was damn close! I’m fucking you both for three days when I get back!” I declared overly dramatically before shrinking down to my petite little fairy size, blue and gooey as ever, but still Ghidorah. Eh, whatever. I can get used to this for sure. I floated out of the window of the room that Elanor and I woke up, fucked in, and got browbeaten by mom in. We were still in town, thank goodness, so I just began flying towards my tree-.

“*LOUD SCREECHING ROAR OF IRRATIONAL FURY*!” I froze at the disturbingly familiar roar and wailed as I began flying faster, trying not to think about the busty green reptilian woman suddenly chasing me across rooftops. WHAT IS GOJIRA DOING HERE~?!

“WHA! WHY?” I yelled noticing my tree had also changed to show a royal dragon with three heads. I still had antlers though. WHY~! I like being mostly caribou! It’s practically part of me~! Suddenly, my tree was back to normal, so was I, and Gojira wasn’t frantically pursuing me in a murderous rage. She looked at me, sniffed, then snorted and jumped down to the street, the almost naked barbarian-looking green busty amazon wearing nothing but animal furs in a bandeau and a loincloth proceeded to go sightseeing. Unf, boner again! Come back busty lizard!

Okay. So no Ghidorah in public. Got it. Also no. I don’t want to change anymore! I’m tired of it! I’m Navi! The mostly Caribou Fairy Queen! I can be Ghidorah or whatever I want whenever! Just not when Gojira is around… Unf, combat Gojira, you gave me a boner!

I flew after the Lizard who so happened to be walking towards my tree. I licked my lips as I tried to get close-wait, what am I doing? *sniff* Oh, oh shit. She is putting out incredible fuck-me pheromones. Wait, it’s spring, isn’t it?! Uh, I better getaway and as soon as I’m done making something to get into the Temple of Time, I’ve gotta breed someone.

Gijora bent over to sniff a flower and I whined before I resumed flying towards my tree, trying not to think about the fragrant delicious cunt under that barely adequate loincloth. I managed to make it to my tree with no further shenanigans. Nobody was around in My Garden, which was, of course, as lush, beautiful, and producing an abundance of fruit and vegetables as always.

I breathed deeply, enjoying the comfort of my Domain, and then focused on my trunk. Or rather, the two trunks acting as my legs. We need something that can open a giant door, and ward away the evil sealing it. I can’t pull something out of the ass of the Art and Artifacts book for this, because none of the tools from the series were specifically meant for this.

“Hm~.” I heard from Harmonia who was snoozing.

“Psst! Hey!” Eris conspiratorially stage-whispered at me, and I looked over at her mismatched trunks to see her poking her fairy head out of the trunk closer to me. “You wanna gattai?”

“H-huh?” How does she even know what gattai means?

“If we gattai, our powers combined will make whatever task your up against a breeze!” Eris stated as she left her tree to float in the air before me.

“...You’re just quoting Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann to fuck with me aren’t you?” I deadpanned, not at all impressed. My eyes immediately trailed down to her groin, hunger spiking in me.

“I’m actually being quite serious. If all three of us gattai, we should be able to create our own artifact.” Eris insisted eagerly. “You alone aren’t enough to make a holy artifact to rival that of our superiors.” Eris put her hands on those wide, child-bearing hips, even swiveling them a bit-you fucking bitch you know what I’m feeling right now! Stop that!

“Fine alright, how should we wake Harmonia?” I gruffly asked as Eris chuckled and summoned a megaphone.

“Harmy! Navi wants to fill you with sap!” Eris announced, making me blush at how accurate that was right now.

“*SNORT* Huh?! Oh? Yes, please! It’s been a long time!” Harmonia chirped happily and eagerly swiveling her hips and drawing attention to her swollen labia high above since she was still her tree.

“That’s mean Eris.” I chided our Chaotic third, the byplay grating on my self-control. “Sorry Harmonia, but really we’re going to gattai.” She looked confused. “Fuse. Combine. Merge. Become a single entity, at least for a short while.”

“Huh...okay that sounds doable,” Harmonia told us and emerged from her tree, looking up at our arboreal manifestations. “...It’s going to be strange. Not being an individual.”

“It’s not permanent.” I insisted, leering at Eris, who seemed unusually somber and calm as well. “...Is it?”

“Might not be. Might be. I'm as unsure about it as when we were all pregnant. But this time...it feels even more inevitable. I feel it. Harmy and I, we’ve been isolating ourselves from others. We both feel it. Like something is coming to an end, and it hurts.” Eris admitted, and I felt my heartache at the thought. I didn’t feel anything like that.

“Everything has an end so that something can have a beginning.” Harmonia smiled sadly. “Hey, best case, we split back up, everything is hunky-dory. Worst case, the person we become is who we are, and the three of us, we die. Metaphysically that is.”

“Or become like Wiatr.” I mewled in fear, but then I could feel something now. Now that I wasn’t being flooded with arousal by Gleaming, or all the other things I’ve been going through. A pulling sensation towards them. “I’ve been staying away from you…”

“It wasn’t time yet,” Eris said, then smiled as sadly as Harmy. “Enough talk. Have at you.” She moved in and hugged me.

“Eris.” Harmy sighed before hugging me too. “At least say we love her first.”

“Eris. Harmy. I-.” We were overtaken by light. I knew everything and nothing.