New Legacy

Ch.47

Celestia was thankful for Spike’s aid in sending a message to her flagship captain a week ago, because now her small expedition fleet had arrived and were currently moored at the edge of the forest, using trees as anchor points while her ponies and the locals mingled just after first light.

Seeing the curious people of both sides exchanging greetings, stories and information brought warmth to Celestia’s heart, reminding her that while the people here are so used to constant conflict, they were still just people. Although, she was rather worried about her sister. She wasn’t in the carriage last night, or this morning. Her moon moved as normal, so she wasn’t in danger, but she had to wonder what her sister was up to.

“Good morning, sister~!” Celestia blinked when she heard Luna’s voice from two directions, she turned to one side and saw her recently altered and cheerful sibling as she’d come to know her. It was when she turned around that she had to gawk up at the towering mirror of her younger sister, who had a regal bearing and the look in her eyes, while mischievous, were ancient.

Not only was this Luna taller, easily a head above the quite lofty height of Celestia’s 9 foot stature, but her breasts easily rivaled Celestia’s bosom. This wasn’t an imitation, this was no changeling. This was her sister, but older, wiser and stronger. “My, you adapt quickly. Most of my alternates and my sister’s alternates at least have a minor existential crisis.”

“I may still be, but Rora’s existence, her wife, as well as delegates from Kala’s dimension provide enough evidence for me to accept alternate realities as reality. I’m fairly worried about what your presence may mean.” Celestia admitted and Alt-Luna rubbed her washboard abs through her alien skin tight outfit that both left nothing to the imagination yet was modest.

“Oh, I’m just visiting, having some fun. Things back home have become droll and an endless grind lately, especially with the war engine picking back up after so long of us having such peace. I wanted to visit the new realm we may be making friends in before. Also, I wished to meet what I may have become had I chosen to accept Discord’s advances in my youth.” Alt-Luna looked at her shorter sister and Lulu smiled with a pat of Discord’s head.

“Life is one unending series of adventures, misadventures and amusement ever since I found my beloved Dissy~. I cannot imagine life without him.” Luna snapped her fingers and Celestia gulped as she backed away from her sister who now matched Alt-Luna’s appearance, save for her eyes, Discord and her dress. “Ha! I think I’ll enjoy being the big sister!”

Oh dear...

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At least we didn’t miss anything and Kala recognized what was happening to Rora quickly enough to have her aunt stow her away for safety. That said, it was still incredibly embarrassing to have to properly bathe for the first time since returning to the Varden, since I reeked of Rora’s pussy. I liked it, because we belonged to each other, but while our wives liked it too, it was pungent and offensive to other people. So~.

“Splish-splash I’m taking a bath~!” I sang as I scrubbed my scales in our large bathtub. Our capsule house had a storage tank filled with massive reservoirs of water and an electric water heating system. It also dispersed the greywater back into the surroundings as a mist and wastewater was fed to the microfusion generator. It also had a built-in water vaporator and filtration system, so unless we were dumping water, it’s entirely self-sustaining.

“Pizza!” A chaos noodle like me shouted before handing me a pizza box. “Have a good day!”

“Thank you!” I waved to him before he vanished in soap bubbles and I opened it. Gasp! Anchovy pizza! My favorite! Nom!

“I smell Gewdan’s pizza!” Kala shouted when she burst into the bathroom and I was too slow to protect my precious pizza pie from my wife, who snagged the box and a slice. I was going to protest, but then I blushed at the sight of the numerous new piercings she’d gotten. “The best pizza guy Eris ever hired.”

I didn’t think I was into piercings, but the way she had rings and studs along her brows that accentuated her red eyes were surprisingly tasteful. The ones near the back of her lips framed her mouth. The nose ring wasn’t brutish so much as drawing attention to how petite her nose really was on her pointed snout. My eyes trailed down and I gulped at the sight of the four different piercings around her genital slit and her vulvae.

Each one was a bright ruby red that contrasted her black scales perfectly. “Just wait until you see the one in my dick, or see any of the effects~.” Kala winked at me before eating another slice. “Mmph, I may not need to eat thanks to the Navel Pearl and all, but damn if all these eggs in me make me fucking starving.”

“Oh! I forget you and Katrina are pregnant with how often you two stay slimmed down. How are you doing?” I asked before I went back to scrubbing myself down with the fancy hardlight loofah. It apparently only needed one pass and didn’t need water, it just helped.

“Doing great, babe. My Tiara is the only reason I’m not a total egg-obsessed slut like what Rora turned into. Aunt Lulu’s going to have another one sent to me for her.” Kala finished the pizza and tossed the box at the large trash bin in the corner, which it fell down into for shredding and to be fed to the microfusion generator as fuel. “Now, scooch over! If one of us gets a bath, we all do. It might be a late start today anyway, the old war horses are arguing over going to Belatona or Dras Leona.”

“Which I say is a stupid debate.” Rora scoffed when she and Katrina entered the bathroom, already nude. They joined us in the large spa-like bathtub to get clean too. “Dras-Leona is the heart of the Empire. It’s spitting distance from Urû'baen. It’d be best to capture Belatona, maybe even convert the carriages into boats and move up Leona Lake faster than we can by land to assault Dras-Leona later.”

“Please don’t talk about war in the bathroom, or when we’re home.” Katrina pouted and then whistled sharply. My two sons, Cloud and Copernicus, sprinted into the bathroom. I winced, because the boys had gone through a growth spurt and were as big as large dogs now. They made a splash that tossed plenty of water onto the floor and I huffed in a mixture of annoyance and fondness as I moved to scrub my sons down. As their mother, such things fall to me when their Riders are willing to let it.

“What else is there to talk about right now? Sex? The fact I turn into a brainless breeding bimbo when I unbirth or when I’m pregnant? That the same thing will happen to Shimmer? That my brother h-hates me~?” Oh no~! Don’t cry Rora~! Shush~! We’re here, shush…

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After the bath and reassuring Rora that Eragon is just uncomfortable and confused, not actively malicious to her, we all left our home and Kala collapsed it back to the case once more.

“Hm, your brain needs tuning.” A chaos noodle that appeared out of nowhere said to me when he looked into my eyes with his tiny ophthalmoscope. He was mostly a dove with serpent bits and wearing a doctor uniform of white coat and pale teal scrubs. “Your mind is too rational and conflicts with your Chaos, causing a nearly bipolar condition. Pena will fix!” Huh?! Bipolar?! Well, that would explain why I can go from energetic and peppy to depressed in a matter of moments.

“That’s not good, but won’t being less rational be bad?” I asked the tiny draconequus while the others gave us space. They’d learned, like most everyone else, that when two of us chaos noodles were talking, to stay out of the potential splash radius.

“Normally yes, but you are too rational to accept and comprehend the reality of unreality. You could be driven to madness, so Pena will fix, yes?” The young-seeming male offered and I couldn’t decide if his accent was more Russian or German.

“Oh, that’s bad. Okay doc, hit me!” I didn’t flinch when he produced the giant wooden mallet and I calmly allowed him to-woo~! That was invigorating! “Do it again!” I rubbed my smooth scalp with my face stretching in a manic grin as all kinds of stress I didn’t realize I’d had fled me.

“No, too much of the Mind Mallet is bad for brain. You should be fine now, will check in a month to see if you relapse.” Doctor Pena wrote on a clipboard and then tore off a receipt that didn’t list any charges, but did list the treatment and the ‘mild IOU’ as the payment. “Pena is a doctor who cares not for money, if Pena needs assistance that you can provide, will ask.”

“No prob doc, you have a wonderful day~.” I waved at him before he vanished in a cloud of soothing minty flavour and scent. “Hey~! I just got a visit from Doctor Pena! He helped me not be all stiff-brained!” I can still think like before, but I’m not getting hung-up on things! Woo! Free-thinking freedom~! So that’s why 2+2 can equal a banana.

I snapped my fingers and nommed on the banana I now knew how to summon rather than just letting my magic have it’s merry way with reality. It isn’t about intent or logic or any of that mush other people need to worry about, it’s about understanding that reality is what you envision. I reject your reality and substitute it with my own! Bwa ha, ha~!

Wait! “Ah, I just remembered something really important! If we head to Belatona, we’ll be passing Edur Ithindra, an abandoned elk watchtower. We need to talk to Angela since her teacher should be holed up there. He’s all crazy evil and evil crazy. Very crazy. Like, tries to apply Chaos Theory to traditional magic crazy. Crazy brilliant!” I rambled at my wives, who looked at me in concern. “I’m not crazy! You’re crazy! Especially you, Nappa!”

Ey~! Said the invisible floating ghost cabbage over Rora’s shoulder that I pointed at vindictively.

“What’s scary is that I can see what she’s seeing and hear what she’s thinking. She’s both not wrong yet wrong at the same time. It’s confusing.” Rora muttered to Kala and Kat before she approached me and looked into my swirly pearly eyes with her own swirly grey/white eyes. “I understand that you are a species that doesn’t think like others, I accept that. Just try not to make other people go mad.”

“No promises~!” I chirped and smooched my wife on the lips. “Now where's Pinkie Pie? I’ve got so many questions that I think she can answer!”

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“Wowie zowie! It’s so great to have someone I can talk to and understand me!” Pinkie gushed as the camp packed up around midday. Our next objective was the city of Belatona, which would take much longer to reach than either Melian or Eastcroft. “I mean, do you know how frustrating it is trying to describe the weave of reality to people who can’t even imagine dimensions higher than third?”

“I know! I’ve only been aware the past few hours and I can’t possibly imagine being stuck in just three dimensions forever!” The third dimension is the most stable though, which is why everyone defaults to it while higher dimensions are just beyond perception for the mundane. It was also why people like Pinkie and I could so casually manipulate reality, because we’re interacting with a ‘higher’ reality.

“I just wish I could interact with it directly like you. I can only do it on impulse.” Pinkie shrugged and then blushed as her heaving breasts, matching mine and the other alicorns, bounced in her simple baker’s dress, straining her apron with how the sides of her breasts squished out of it, threatening to devour her clothes in cleavage. “Or make my clothes fit, but I’m stuck waiting for Rarity on that.”

“I’m not a seamstress. I’m lucky I managed to get my ‘librarian’ outfit that one time. I haven’t managed it again since.” I sighed wistfully, because we’d wrecked that outfit doing some role playing that same night I conjured it. “Still, you’re super sexy Pinkie. I’m sure just about popping out of your clothes has many males looking at you.”

“Oh, trust me Shimmy, I know.” Pinkie got a perverse expression and leaned in. “I’m more worried about all of the visiting noodles. I’ve had several of the boys drop by for no apparent reason, but I think I know~.” Pinkie groped the sides of her chest basketballs, also pulling her dress wider to keep them from popping out.

“Oo~, good luck. I’ve only seen a couple and while they’re not showing their true forms, they’re still really cute.” I giggled and Pinkie joined me. It’s so great to just have a friend I can have girl-talk with. My wives don’t exactly count since we just talk about our fellow wives.

“Pinkie? Marble needs help getting the baker’s wagon packed up.” A mare who was more skinny and fit than most earth ponies interrupted our time together and I felt a sting of annoyance. I recognize Limestone Pie. She was a total bitch. Rora’s memories clearly outlined that. Especially since what she bothered us with was something she could’ve handled.

“Okie Dokey. Have a good day, Shimmy. Maybe sing some more for us. Your voice is really pretty.” I blushed and smiled at Pinkie’s praise as she left, but then instantly snarled at Limestone, who had promptly done so the moment Pinkie wasn’t looking at her.

“Before you say something you’ll regret, know that I acknowledge you as a total and complete bitch who does nothing besides make everyone around you miserable. I have the right to say so, the right to enforce that opinion and the right to destroy you the moment you try to get uppity with me, mine, or anyone else. Do I mAkE mYsElF cLeAr?” I hissed at the mare, who quailed and nodded fearfully. “Good! Then be nicer. Have a better day~.”

I hopped, skipped and jumped, finding myself across the camp and I hugged a surprised Katrina from behind, groping her tasty tiddies. “Got your nips~!” I squealed playfully and smooched the back of Kat’s neck while she moaned and grabbed my wrists, which I allowed to pull my invading hands away from her tender tits.

“Sh-Shimmer, not in public.” Katrina mewled and I giggled before slithering around to her front to smooch her on the lips, which she gladly returned.

“Hm, maybe I should do a womb raid?” I asked before I snapped to the size of a ‘toy’ and vibrated, causing my wife and every female in sight to blush hotly, so Katrina snatched me and shoved me into her storage. “Tee-hee~! Spoilsport~!”

“We’ll be having some stern words in private later. I’ll let you out to act as Rora’s dragon for today’s journey. Meanwhile, think about your behavior.” Katrina sternly huffed and I shrugged before looking at Cloud. Despite his rapidly increasing size, was still a regular visitor of his Rider’s magic Inventory because her tits are actually super-gigantic like mine and the others due to the magic shenanigans of Kala’s people screwing with us.

“Hey Cloudy! How’s my milky-quartz son doing?” I asked my precious child as I hugged him and he nuzzled me back.

“I am well.” Gasp! Ee~! He’s developed enough to be absorbing Katrina’s knowledge! “I wish you wouldn’t trouble my Rider so much, mother. She worries for you.”

“I know.” I cooed and smiled mischievously when I smelled that he was aroused. Clearly I’d indicated I knew, because he shied away and used his wings to cover his underbelly. “Do you need help? I remember how rough it was for me when I was developing.” I gently said as I hugged my boy, not letting him move away.

“I will manage. Besides, you are my mother. As aroused as I am, it is not because of you. I am unable to disassociate my Rider’s arousal from my own for now.” Oh~! I remember how harsh that was for me. Oof. In the early days, when Roran was getting frisky with Katrina, I was all sorts of jealous, envious and bothered despite only being early into my puberty.

“I know how that feels. It would’ve been much easier on me if I had an outlet besides masturbation, but you don’t even have that, not with claws and your neck is still too short to reach down there.” Cloud flushed through his milky quartz scales at my suggested autofellatio. “I’m willing to help, sweetie. I may be your mother, but so long as you don’t develop urges to breed me, then as far as I’m concerned, a little naughty fun is fine.” I didn’t think this way before.

I guess it’s a mixture of crazy and practical. If he’s uncomfortable letting me help him, then I could probably find a volunteer somewhere. “I...as much as I appreciate the offer mother, I would be more comfortable if someone besides you helped me…” He blushed hotter and I wondered why. “C-could you...ask Copernicus for me?” Oh~!

“Oh! I’m sorry sweetie, I didn’t realize you were gay.” I feel so bad now! I was being very insensitive! It was bad enough I’m his mother and that is it’s own kind of awkward for people who think so stiffly, but if he’s gay-.

“N-no! No. I’m not homosexual, I just...I like both? I’m bisexual, like Katrina after you tempted her so much.” Cloud clarified and I calmed down, glad that I didn’t disgust and upset my son too much. “Besides...Coby’s scales are such a beautiful blue…” Oo~, well, they may be brothers, but eggs aren’t a possibility so I’m okay with it!

“He’ll be here in a second.” I snapped and Coby appeared in a poof of blue dust. He froze in the process of guzzling a potion, but finished it and suddenly his body slimmed down and became more...uh-oh. “Uh...you have gender identity issues, Coby?”

“N-no!” Her voice squeaked in my mind and she spat out the bottle with a blush on her cobalt cheeks. “I was just curious! Kala said the potions in the green chest were safe and I could try them out! It tasted very good by the way, like cold cocoa.” Coby licked her chops and then looked under her tail. “Still though, cool! So this is what it’s like not having something that will get all stiff and in the way whenever Kala’s horny, which is basically constantly.”

“Tell me about it! Mom, Kala and Rora keep getting Katrina all randy and look at this thing!” Cloud rolled over and gestured to his throbbing foot-long dragon cock, which was easily half his torso length at his current size. Wow my boy is hung! “I can’t even fucking walk lately! It’s just easier to stay in here than it is trying to waddle around a fifth leg!”

“Holy crap Cloud, I knew I had troubles, but I’m only half as big as you! I’m the big brother too!” Coby whined and then looked herself over. “Well, sister, but you get the idea.”

“Ara ara~!” I purred before I transformed and coiled around my children. “You’re both so bothered. I’m sorry that we do this to you, but we’re married and have our own lives. Tell you what, I’ll get you two some toys so you can work your frustrations out in private. I can’t trust you to be responsible since your young and foolish, so I’m afraid you two shouldn’t ‘play’ together.”

“Hey! We’re totally responsible!” Coby defended and then looked at Cloud’s cock and couldn’t look away. “...Okay, I can’t promise anything.” Coby blushed in a bit of shame and arousal.

“Yeah, yeah.” Cloud mewled before nuzzling Coby, clearly not hearing the second half. I pulled them apart when Coby reached for Cloud’s penis and the two groaned unhappily.

“You’re siblings. By birth. I can’t let you two be naughty children if you might knock one another up.” I chided them. Unlike my current species, theirs isn’t free of genetic defects that could crop up from inbreeding.

“So if we’re the same sex it’s okay?” Coby questioned before reaching her mouth under her wing...and producing a bottle like the one she drank. “Drink this! Then we can feed each other our tails like Kala and mom do!” Coby chirped and I decided to send them over to Kala’s Inventory, certain that those two could be responsible with the right tools available.