New Legacy

Ch.21

I lament that I won’t get to experience this again for at least a year. I was laying on my side in my birth form, letting my swollen abdomen bake in the hot sun of summer as I rubbed my side and watched Spike work his sexy tail off at aerial maneuvers that Roran, on his back in my saddle with it drawn tightly to Spike’s smaller frame, guided him through.

We weren’t planning to march on the Empire until after the army group arrived, which wasn’t for a few days yet. We weren’t going straight north like idiots either. We were going to take Aroughs first and then move north on Feinster. However, I didn’t care to listen to much more than that. I’m fecund and full of my growing eggs. Damn did Spike knock me up good! Aside from napping and eating, I didn’t care for much. It was essentially the best thing ever to me!

“Why didn’t you tell me?! I have trusted you for years, Lady Sparkle!” King Orrin yelled at Twilight while she stood in front of the five leaders as she watched Spike practice with Roran and not her.

“I’ve already explained why we remained hidden. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust you, King Orrin, it’s that I didn’t trust word not to get back to King Sombra about us and invite him to invade Surda as soon as possible rather than the ignorant neglect he has shown us.” Twilight replied while still watching Spike fly.

“What about when Roran and his brother came?” Nasuada demanded sternly, but not aggressively.

“They weren’t ready. They needed more training, more time. Then when the order came down that you were going to assemble here before joining with us for war, I was going to announce us later, or maybe not at all. I was so scared. Now though, with Spike impulsively impregnating Shimmer, we have no choice. Both because of his actions and because one of the Riders we are counting on is down his dragon because of it.” Twilight gestured to me and I maturely stuck my tongue out at her.

“I’ll have you know that I am the one who summoned him to me in my desperation to fulfill my biological needs. The fault lies just as much with me as it does him.” I pawed my swollen abdomen with my forelimbs and crooned at my belly. I may not have live children inside of me, but the eggs did slosh and bump around in my contained bubble of amniotic fluid if I shifted around. It was oddly pleasurable, but overwhelming, so I stayed still a lot.

“We do not blame either of you, Shimmer. There are nearly no dragons remaining, so your actions, while hasty, will potentially be a great boon for the future.” Ajihad stated impartially and then looked at Twilight. “Your tactical reasoning is sound, Lady Sparkle, but if you had revealed yourself to them when the Riders had passed through and joined them, then you would have benefited from training. That you did not is evidence of your cowardice.”

“Aye lass, this is a great mark of shame. You will have much work to do in order to build trust with others, for betrayal of trust is a quick way to lose allies and friends-.” Hrothgar jumped when Diane suddenly materialized from under Nasuada’s skirt and the zebra mare gawked down at her.

“Forever~!” Diane dramatically declared before putting Nasuada’s skirt back down and standing among the others like a normal pony. “Yeah, Twilight. I get why you were doing it, but Spike is his own person too. It was very mean of you to force him to be something he isn’t.”

“I know, Pinkie. Hearing it from Applejack earlier was hard enough.” Twilight muttered and I laid my head down, only to perk up when Spike came in for a landing and Roran jumped off. My mate quickly approached me and nuzzled my distended tummy with a croon that I returned.

“Shimmer, don’t distract him too much. He’s just taking a breather.” Roran said into my mind. The reason he used our link for telepathy came to me when I realized I had blanked out and nothing beyond myself and Spike existed to my senses for a moment.

“I’ll distract my mate as much as I want!” I indignantly huffed, sending emotions of frustration and lament regarding the relationship Roran and I shared, his regret in response told me that he too wished we’d gotten intimate before this happened. We may try it later, but this will taint that for a long time to come if he lets it. “Roran~.” I crooned before I sent him feelings of love and acceptance.

My Rider immediately fled to gather Twilight and lead her away while shutting down our connection as much as possible. Even now, he’s still so shy about it. “What did you do, Shimmer?” Spike asked with a look at our Riders.

“I tried to impress upon my Rider that I desired more than what he was willing to give me.” I nuzzled my mate’s snout and he returned the affection.

“Good luck. Twilight...well, I’ve had strong feelings for her for years, but she’s so clueless that even with me understanding and knowing what the emotions I’m sharing with her are, she completely misses them! It’s part of why it’s been so frustrating. I love her, deeply, but she only sees her partner and confidant, not a potential lover.” Spike shared with me before he laid down and curled around my front, resting his neck over mine.

I promptly became drowsy and closed my eyes to relish the warmth and safety…

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I awoke gently to a splash of water in my face. I repeated my usual jaw-cracking yawn and blinked more in surprise to find it was Spike in anthro form to have woken me. “C’mon Shimmy, up and at ‘em. We’ve gotta get you fed and bathed.” My massive belly roared at the promise of food and I mewled needily before I transformed. I then fell on my ass with a grunt.

My belly was gigantic. Thing is, with dragon pregnancies, it turns out the eggs do not change size to fit into a smaller space like everything else inside the body of the dragoness. My fecundity was easily as big as a small cart. I was effectively immobile and my hormones had engorged my milkless bosom to the size of basketballs. Sadly, I was still more able to use the castle facilities if I wasn’t nearly the size of a small house.

“Oof. Spike, help…” I mewled and my mate pulled me to my feet before I yelped when he started rolling me sideways! “Whoa-oa-oa~! S-slow down! I’m gonna get sick~!” I whined and held my huge honkers still while curling my legs and tail so I didn’t risk any part of me getting whacked against the grass while my giant belly was rolled over said soft and tickly lawn.

“Sorry, Shimmy, you’re so huge now that I have to roll you to the stables if we’re going to get you cleaned up and fed. Don’t worry about any debris or feces, the stablemaster is an absolute stickler for his workspace being as clean as possible.” Spike consoled me and I managed to withhold my nausea long enough for him to roll me into an empty stable and turn me upright where I could rest my thicc ass on a chair braced against the wall.

“Oof...I’m so gigantic. Look what you did to me, Spike! You made me so fat!” My proclamation caused him to grunt and I smirked. To discover Spike liked big females only made me enjoy rubbing it in his face the past few days. That I’m also bigger than him in my birth form likely contributes to his arousal for me.

“Don’t be such a damn tease, Shimmer. I’m going to wash you up and then bring you a whole pig, since pork is your favorite.” Spike retrieved a bucket with a large cloth in it to me and he began towel-washing my gigantic pearly sphere of a womb.

“Thank you~!” I cheered and leaned against my expansive belly with my snout nestling into my engorged cleavage to relax and enjoy the pampering. After he’d gone all over me, even my underbelly which he struggled to lift even a few inches from the wooden floor, he left and returned with a whole roast pig.

“I would like to eat with you, but Roran wants Twilight and I together tonight to teach us something important.” Spike set the platter and cart it was on to my right side before he hefted up my bulk long enough to place a soft blanket under my belly and then pillows under my ass and one more to work with. I guess I’m sleeping in here tonight. I can’t possibly fit inside the castle itself anymore.

“Really? I hope you do well.” I leaned up and kissed him, enjoying the way one of his hands groped my overly-sensitive right breast and stroked my hot scales on my side before he left, trailing a hand and his tail on my stomach on the way out. “Mrr~ I wish he wasn’t busy tonight. I could do with some pleasure from my mate.” I licked my chops and reached over to dig into my meal, but froze when a sensation of terror stopped me.

Standing in the corner of the stable was a hooded figure with a long beak protruding from the hood. I opened my mouth to scream, but the creature lunged and wrapped a hand around my throat while the other held a poisoned dagger up with the fluid-dripping tip inches from my side. “None of that, broodmother. The master has use for you. Do not make me waste it.” He pressed the tip threateningly into my rock-hard scales and I choked with tears in my eyes.

“The path out is clear. Is the box ready?” Another, taller Ra’Zac asked when it peered into the stall.

“I am preoccupied keeping her quiet. Fetch the box from my satchel.” My attacker snarled and I feebly remained still, that dagger on my womb reminding me that there’s more at risk than my life. However, if they take me to Sombra, my babies...they’ll…

“*Hiss* We need to be quick. There is no guarantee nobody will realize something is wrong.” The taller monster approached and reached into the other’s satchel, before pulling out a black gemstone jewelry box with runes carved on every available surface. “Now, she will belong to-.”

“Hm, what do we have here?” Boone rhetorically asked from behind them with blaster pistols at their heads. “It looks like I’ve found a couple of insects trying to infest a lovely creature with lice, ticks, fleas or some other blood-sucking unloved-.” Boone dodged the dagger swipe and shot at the two monsters of the dark. The bright light of the red bolts made the creatures shriek in agony and they fled with a speed that was honestly daunting. “Are you alright, Shimmer?”

“Boone, you beautiful bastard! Kiss me!” I demanded in relief and he chuckled before he approached and obliged me. My brain and body melted in pleasure from his scent until he pulled away and patted my side, running his hand over where the dagger had been resting until the Ra’Zac foolishly gave up their hostage to attack him.

“I think it’s a good idea if I hook you up with a rather novel trinket from my dimension, especially since you’re immobile and this is exactly what it is meant for.” Boone reached into his satchel and produced a purple beautiful pearl. He pressed it to my smooth belly, where a navel would be on a mammal. I squeaked when I felt it merge into my flesh and I panted as an odd pleasure coursed over me. “Oh, for these too.”

I blinked when he produced two purple stud piercings and I keened in surprise when he expertly pierced my nipples with them without pain and the same pleasurable sensation focused on my boobs. “W-what did you just do to me?” I panted out and only barely avoided groping myself as I examined my newly pierced nipples. They stood out from my body and drew attention.

“A Navel Pearl and Nipple Studs. They have dimensional space manipulating magic woven into them specifically for the purpose of altering the dimensional space of the organic entity wearing them. Or inorganic if they match enough of the prerequisites. Why not focus on being your usual slimmer and still sexy self?” Boone suggested and I wrinkled my brows in bemusement.

“Okay.” I focused on how I looked before Spike gave me the sexual encounter of my life and then yelped when suddenly I wasn’t trapped behind a wall of belly and boobs! “Holy shit!” I rubbed my abs and felt wonder that I could still feel my eggs inside of me, but now I wasn’t trapped! “This is amazing!”

“Trust me, every female and hermaphrodite in your position says the same.” Boone commented before numerous guards stormed into the stable and alarms were sounded. “You’re rather late, folks. The infiltrators have fled.”

“Where did they go?” The leader of the group demanded and with Boone pointing the direction the Ra’Zac ran in, they left us alone save for a couple of guards who stood at the ready facing either direction of the stable.

“Come on, Shimmer. Let’s get you someplace better defended and harder to escape from.” Boone helped me to my feet and wrapped a blanket around me that he provided from his magic Inventory. It was much appreciated.

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I was now secure in a ‘panic room’ in the heart of Borromeo Castle’s keep. There were no windows, it was in the center of the castle behind the throne room and there was only the door in or out. It had a bed and desk, but was otherwise barren, making it feel like a prison cell. A very safe prison cell where the Ra’Zac couldn’t get me.

Everyone had made sure I was okay before they all stormed off save for a dozen of King Orrin’s best soldiers to ensure the sneaky servants of Sombra wouldn’t reach me.

I was still getting over the terror that sudden and violent moment where my life and the lives of my unborn clutch were nearly over either literally or figuratively. I was also using my isolation to adjust to my body’s new relic-granted features. The fact I could even shrink my bosom to little bee-stings was interesting and silly to me, but right now being as skinny and fit to fight as possible was my best bet for avoiding capture or worse.

Whatever that box was, the Ra’Zac were about to use it on me when Boone saved me. I wasn’t going to take chances. Still, I was now dressed in my full suit of armor that was updated for my body before leaving Tronjheim and equipped with my partizan spear to defend myself the moment either of those two monsters came in the door.

Which was why when someone opened the door without knocking, they suddenly had the tip of my spear at their throat. My adrenaline-fueled fight-or-flight response thankfully caused me to pull back before I ended up stabbing Diane in the throat. “Diane! Sorry. I’m just...really on edge.” I sighed and went back to pacing before Diane closed the door and herded me to the bed.

“Go ahead and sit down. Auntie Pinkie is here.” Diane hugged me and I shuddered, choking on sobs of fear and panic while she held me tight. “Come on. It’ll be okay. We’re all here for you.” Diane nuzzled me and I sniffled while I nuzzled back. “Being all sad and upset is bad for the babies. Don’t make me tickle you.”

“Please no.” I sniffled with a wet smile and Diane booped my snoot. “Stop that.” I breathed out a light laugh and then she bent over and blew a raspberry, somehow, into the armor over my tummy and I giggled. “Cut it out! This is no time for silly things.” I chided my friend with a laugh in my voice.

“This is exactly the time for silly things. You need to remember, no matter how bad things get. So long as you can smile and Laugh, everything can still get better.” Diane sagely told me and I sniffled with a genuine smile on my face. “There it is. There’s that radiant, beautiful smile that everyone loves.”

“Thanks, Diane.” I hiccuped and hugged her with my free arm.

“My friends call me Pinkie.” Pinkie returned the hug and then stood up. “Don’t you worry, Shimmy. We’ll either get those meanies or make sure you’re safe as a house! Well, safe as a castle! No! Safe as a mountain fortress!” Pinkie declared before she left the isolation room and I sighed.

Then I realized: That door was locked and the latch didn’t click either time she came or went...I checked it, it was locked.

…

That mare was scary sometimes.

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I woke up with a start, sitting upright and holding my spear as I panted fearfully with my heart pounding in my chest. I was in the bed of the isolation room. Nothing was out of place. That was until the door opened and Roran entered with a brisk walk to me, where he knelt at the bedside and clutched my hands around my spear as his face, tense and pained, kept his eyes closed. “They have escaped.”

“No~...” I mewled fearfully and whimpered before he climbed into the bed and pulled me into a hug, my face buried in his armor chestplate. “Roran, they’ll come for me again. They had a box they were going to use on me when Boone stopped them. I was almost gone, or dead, or-.”

“Shh. I know. I know.” Roran rocked me and I cried into his chest, my Rider opening himself to me fully and I poured my pain into him while he poured his into me. We shared our agony and thus it was lessened. “This wasn’t covered in your foresight, was it?”

“No. The future is as clouded now to me as it is to anyone. The Ra’Zac were supposed to be killed by you and Eragon after the initial battles of the war had wrapped up. Now, they are an even greater priority beyond a personal vendetta.” I sniffled and rubbed my armored abs. “I’m a tactical nightmare. If they get me and take me to Sombra, he’ll have both a female and male dragon to use as breeding fodder to begin his own corrupted order of Riders.”

“Then we’d best keep you and your eggs safe.” Roran rubbed my armored tummy and I sniffled with a nod. “Boone provided something very helpful there. I have to wonder if maybe he has a solution.”

“Keep her in your pants.” Boone suddenly said from out of nowhere and we both jumped at his sudden presence. “It’s a tried and true method to hide someone or something in our realm unless specified search scans are used. It would reduce the number of their targets by one.”

“Um, how can I-eep!” I squeaked when Boone somehow yanked Roran’s trousers forward and I blushed at the sight of his flaccid maleness, but then my squeak had more to do with my face being shoved at the part of my Rider I’d fantasized much about, then the rest of me followed like I was dropped off a cliff and I was suddenly floating in an endless abyss with no light, yet all objects in here, myself included, seemed to emit their own light.

“Shimmer! Are you okay in there?!” Roran called out to me and I sent him my vision.

“Yes...just fine. If you could put two whole roast pigs in here I’d be grateful. I’ll just get acquainted with the space I guess.” I replied and floated by some odd will-empowered movement through the weightless space containing the odds-and-ends that Roran kept in his Inventory.

There are the books he wrote using my knowledge. I hovered to them and grasped one that was labeled The Life of Milly Miller. Why did that name fill me with sadness? I opened it and began to read.

I regretted it almost immediately.