New Legacy

Ch.48

“Ah! Mm~!” Celestia moaned and panted, both confused and incredibly ecstatic about her current predicament. “N-not so rough~!” Tia wailed and looked behind her at her companion, her sister, ramming her ass with a giant cock that if not for the elastization magic provided by her sister’s alternate counterpart, would have utterly destroyed the sun goddess.

“Ah, then do not make such delicious sounds, sister!” Luna panted and groped Tia’s ass as she pounded into her older sibling. Discord was in what Alt-Luna called her Inventory accessible via cleavage or pants by those with masculine endowments like the one Luna was wrecking Tia with.

“Oh, fuck, I could just, hmph, have foals.” Celestia moaned as her pussy winked hard, neglected and hungry because of it. “You’re driving me crazy, Lulu~!” Tia squealed and came, her cunny creaming and convulsing around a cock that it sorely wished was there.

“Are you sure? Be sure about this and I’ll give it to you~.” Lulu cooed haughtily into her ear, causing Celestia to shiver as her fingers splayed open her pussy.

“Yes! Oh by the old gods, yes! I know it’s taboo, that it’s dangerous, but-ahn~!” Luna pulled her mast of marecock out of her sister’s luxurious asshole and rammed into the pleasure palace that was her elder sibling’s plump puddly pussy.

“I love you, Tia. So, unf, predicable.” Lulu moaned with a shiver as her cock stretched out Celestia’s abdomen, the distended, almost rubbery flesh of her stomach squishing against her basketball breasts as Tia came instantly. She shuddered around her sister’s pole of a penis with her tongue lolling out and her eyes rolled back in rapture. “Here comes my first load. Now that you want foals, I’m not stopping!”

“Yis, fill me~...” Celestia drawled, only to scream in ecstasy when the first impossibly voluminous cumshot from her sister slammed into her uterus, sending her cascading down a metaphorical waterfall of pleasure with each pulsing pump of her sister’s penis disgorging it’s fecund fertile load. She was being inseminated~! She was going to have her sister's foals~!

“Mm~! ...So Luna, did you like the show?” Lulu asked, but Tia could barely understand anything beyond her cumming cunt and the tide of heat filling her womb to the point she felt like she was just a reservoir for her sister to fill, a role she’d happily perform whenever asked from now on.

“Mm, yes. You two have a similar compatibility sexually that my own sister and I have. At least you finally were able to indulge thanks to the gene neutrality spell I taught you.” Alt-Luna smiled from where she’d been fingering her quim, not wanting to make too much of a mess in the carriage the sisters currently called home.

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I feel like something Chaotically Harmonious just happened. I don’t know why I know what the feeling is, or what could cause it, but I’m all for it! Reality is extremely happy right now! Like me! “Come and get your love~! Come and get your love~!” I sang from Redbone’s most famous hit as I slithered across the plains, bobbing my head to the beat and shaking my snakey thang.

Other people would say snakes don’t have butts, they are very wrong! Snakes got all the booty! It’s everything below the reproductive organs and that’s the whole last quarter of my body! I’m a kilometer long baby~! Snake-legs for days~! Gosh, I am such a sexy bitch! My wives! They know this! We are a quartet of sexy bitches~! We’re like female Austin Powers times four!

There is so much estrogen involved, we might turn the straight ladies gay! “Shimmer, is that the tower you warned us about?” Saphira questioned me, bringing me out of my internal monologue to open my eyes instead of getting lost to the beat of the Jackson Five that had come up while I’d been going egotistical.

“Must be, see any other towers out here on the open plains, sis?” I snickered in reply and got a sensation of fond exasperation in response. “Okay everyone, dangerous wild mage up ahead! Angela! Try to talk sense or neutrality into that old buzzard!” I shouted at the army, who all flinched. Oops! “Sorry! I’ll try to keep my psychic volume down!” Woops! “Sorry.”

“I can’t take you anywhere anymore, can I Shimmer?” Rora fondly joked and I sent visions of Youtube Poops into her mind. “Arglebargle!” My Rider fainted in incomprehension and I hissed in laughter. If things went well, we wouldn’t be needed. If we were, well, then Tenga is a much more powerful and heartless monster than I imagined.

We sat in place as Angela went to the tower alone, the eccentric ancient zebra mare both one of the most capable spellcasters we have and the only one with ties to the immortal mad mage Tenga. Hopefully he would be dealt with, since we need to camp either around the tower or nearby with the sun nearing the western horizon.

I wasn’t sure how long we were staying still, but at some point I’d summoned my arms to comfortably raise my ‘neck’ and was levitating giant popcorn into my mouth while watching Honey I Shrunk The Kids on a giant floating projector screen with the projector mounted on my headphones and my headphone speakers turned into concert speakers aimed away from my ears, while somehow not deafening me. This brought most of the army to me to watch. Hm, I need to pay more attention to what I’m doing instead of just letting my whims flow.

The movie was nearing its end when Rora poked me in the brain. “Shimmer, you can stop the movie now. Angela managed to bargain with Tenga for our allowed presence around his home, but we’re not to intrude on him.” Rora told me and I whined.

“But it’s almost over~! At least let it finish!” I complained and got acquiescence from my Rider. Not long after, the movie wrapped up much to the bemusement and interest of the audience. They didn’t understand a lot of the modern issues a family from the 20th century United States had, but they could understand the romantic overtones between the two eldest kids from the two families as well as the wish of the younger brothers of both to prove themselves.

They also understood the trials of the parents, of the husband trying to provide for his family and struggling to connect to his children because of it especially. I wonder though, can I summon a shrink ray? It would be neat to have one of those! I may be able to do that with magic, but other people can’t. Easy mass-storage and portability would be very useful, especially in this era of limited mobility.

“Babe! Yoo-hoo~!” I blinked my draconic eyes, which were the only non-snake thing about my head, to focus on Kala hovering in front of my snout. “We’ve already deployed the house, so transform and come inside for the evening.” My bejeweled beloved said and I obeyed promptly, almost causing the air to snap at the rapid displacement of volume from forgetting to summon enough extra air in my place to prevent that.

There’s a reason why apparating in Harry Potter causes a loud snapping noise. “So, who are we doing tonight?” I chirpily asked my fellow dragoness, who snorted and playfully shoved me slightly, causing my silky white tunic to strain in the effort of containing my bouncing boobs.

“After what happened to Rora last night, we’re thinking of taking a break. I’ve got a few movies or shows I want to introduce you all to and the runts need to get out of our storage.” Kala scratched her cheek near her left piercing in uncertainty. “I’m not sure, but I get the feeling Copernicus is doing something he wants to keep hidden.”

Oo~! Right! I won’t snitch, but if they get caught it’s on them. I followed my wife inside the large dome-shaped capsule home and hummed. This place reminds me of something very popular from my previous life. I think it was an anime thing, which I tended to stay away from since I didn’t much care about Japanese pop culture as much as Japanese history.

*Kissu~* Mm~! I blinked and smiled after the chaste kiss from Katrina that brought me back to the current reality and the copper-maned mare led me by the hand to the luxurious wrap-around curved couch set against the outer wall of the living room and facing the entertainment center. “You let us watch something from your old life today, let’s have Kala show us something.”

“Yeah, I want to get us familiar with your home. Why not start with entertainment so long as it doesn’t rely too much on modern context?” Rora reinforced as I sat down and then I stiffened when Katrina sat in my lap. I put my hands on her hips and leaned to the side to look at her and she smirked.

“Sorry, I sit on you so often it’s a force of habit. You also don’t have a third leg to get in the way of your nice lap.” Katrina teased and I purred in amusement as she slid off of me to sit between Rora and I while we all watched Kala’s sexy ass and tail shake with her bent over in front of the fancy DVR-like box under the futuristic television. Mm~ she fills those jeans so nicely.

“Hey, here’s a classic! It’s a recreation of one of aunt Wiatr’s favorite films since half of her egos were explorers before they fused and ascended. Maybe you’ve heard of something similar to Indie Go and the Raiders of the Lost Ark?” Kala asked me and I hiss/roared, causing my wives to flinch away.

“That so-called archeologist! He defiles ancient historical sites for treasure to bring to his damn university for money! Museums using the genuine articles of ancient history has been a malpractice on the preservation of these relics since their inception! The point of a museum is to teach about history, but they only hasten the destruction of what they talk about!” I was frothing at the mouth and suddenly I had someone rubbing my head, my shoulders and my thighs while Rora whispered sweet nothings into my mind.

“W-what?” I blinked away the blind rage to find I was still on the couch, but there were scorch marks everywhere, I think the floor has been transmuted into solid basalt and I smell the stink of brimstone. “What were we talking about?”

“Nothing! Nothing. So, you’re not a fan of Lore Craft: the Tomb Raider either?” Kala questioned, causing our other wives to flinch, but I just snorted.

“That depends. She’s specifically a treasure hunter that seeks knowledge. The fact she does so to discover history rather than try to preserve it is more respectable, but at least she chooses to sell her finds to museums rather than be a lapdog of a corrupt institution. She also was more of a game character instead of a film figure, so I’m not as familiar with her.” I admitted to the relief of my wives.

“Okay, let’s get that on. I’ll fish out Coby first.” Kala pulled up her shirt and expanded her tits to their originally largest size of yoga-balls before reaching in and tried to pull her dragon out, only to grunt and strain. “What the fuck? Did you suddenly go through another growth spurt?”

Kala huffed and reached in with her other hand and pulled out a struggling Coperinicus, the currently female dragon was blushing bright red through her cobalt blue scales with a similarly flushed female Cloud laid out on the floor with their tails fed to each other’s cunts. “Um...hey?” Coby meekly said and Katrina joined Kala in gawking at their genderbent partners caught with their tails in the honeypot. “We can explain?”

I cackled madly in amusement.

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After the siblings were given a very stern talking to about being more open with their Riders, then given a strict warning not to fraternize unless they were same-sex like right now. The current sisters admitted they actually greatly preferred going female for that then, since it wasn’t as messy or difficult and they felt it would be unfair to Coby to have to handle Cloud’s biggus dickus while Cloud would only need to deal with Coby’s normal maleness.

Either way, they untangled themselves and joined us to watch Tomb Raider. Holy fuck does that poor mare go through a ton of outright cruel and unfair shit. All that charlatan Indie had to deal with were nazis and other ‘easy enemy’ types. Poor Lore Craft had to fight insane cultists, ancient forces of magic, evil, spirits, et cetera with just grit, intelligence and guns. She’d lost nearly everything just from her first major make-it-or-break-it voyage.

This was only the first film! This was a trilogy! How can they top fighting a cult, then ancient Japanese samurai mummies, all to stop an evil ancient body-snatcher from being reborn through Lore’s best friend and be able to escape a cursed island? I’m just impressed they could squeeze this first adventure into a single movie, even if it was two and a half hours long.

It was a shame she had no romantic interests, I hope she finds some measure of happiness in the latter films. “Come outside.” I heard Angela whisper into my mind. It was obvious she meant only me, because Rora didn’t even seem to notice the mental hail.

“I’m going outside for some air before bed. I may need to do some exercise if we’re not having sex tonight.” I smooched each of them on the lips and patted my two daughters on the head before I left the house and followed Angela, who didn’t even wait for me to acknowledge her. How unusual. Angela may be enigmatic, but she was often rather open about things.

“What is it?” I questioned the deceptively youthful ancient zebra mare, but she remained silent and led me to an outcropping of a short hill on the edge of the camp, where a wizened zebra stallion was reading in the dark, as if his eyes weren’t bothered like mine weren’t.

“So this is the one, Angela?” The stallion gruffly demanded without looking up from his book and she clenched her fists in a surprising display of either anger or indignity.

“Yes. If you harm her, I will figure out how to destroy you, Master Tenga.” Angela snarled and left, giving me an apologetic look before she passed me. “Answer his Questions, do not accept or attempt any bargains. Just give him Answers.” Angela warned before she vanished beyond some previously unnoticed barrier that rendered everything outside of its reach inconsequential.

“You are not of this realm?” Tenga promptly demanded and I gulped.

“No.” I really hope Angela’s threat gives him some pause in deciding he doesn’t like my honesty.

“You are a dragon?” Tenga snorted with his amber eyes sweeping my body skeptically.

“Yes.” A Chaos Noodle or Draconequus I may be, but I am first and foremost a Dragon.

“Yet you are more?” Tenga probed as he wrote in his book.

“Yes.” Given your previous question, the answer to that one should be obvious.

“What is the general direction of the fourth dimension?” Tenga continued and I huffed.

“That’s arbitrary, but it’s generally always to the left and outside of the perception of the third unless you do the math right. Don’t bother asking for the math, my magic auto-corrects by latching onto the correct vertices.” I answered promptly, wondering if I was compelled.

“Shame, I’ll figure it out eventually. Do you have any pointers to finding the Name of Names?” Tenga outright asked and I cursed Christopher Paolini for omitting something used in the climax of his book series. Seriously, how rude to invent a fictional language and only pick-and-choose what words to use. I suddenly feel hypocritical for some reason.

“No, but why?” I asked and backed away fearfully from the furious expression he leveled on me.

“Someone is seeking knowledge and threatening my niece for it?” I gasped when a draconequus of various birds with the head of an owl appeared from behind me and had a comforting grip on my shoulder. Her voice was saccharine sweet with thinly veiled malice. She snapped the fingers of her free hand and a dark mahogany wood door opened in the air. “Would you like to visit my library?”

Tenga wasn’t given an option. Tentacles lashed out of the doorway and the ancient zebra was snatched away before the door slammed shut with finality and it vanished. I shivered and who could only be one of my aunts by her scent and appearance hugged me, petting my scalp and shushing me as I whimpered. I genuinely felt that Tenga would’ve struck me down without hesitation for trying to refuse what was likely his most pertinent question.

“He can’t touch you where he is now, sweetie. Even if you decide to visit my library someday, he’ll be too engrossed in answering every curiosity to even know you’re there.” The fluffy feathered draconequus promised me and led me outside of the wards Tenga had set down to render me helpless. “Go home and snuggle your wives, dear. I’ll clean up his mess.”

“Th-thanks Aunt Hermais.” I wasn’t sure how I knew her name, but I knew despite my quivering unease that she would do what she said. I promptly returned home and went straight to bed, hugging Rora and whimpering into her cleavage. Thankfully Rora managed to get across to Kala and Katrina that I didn’t want to talk about it and I soon fell into a disturbed slumber.

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I woke up to moans of passion and smirked before opening my eyes and looking at Katrina riding Rora’s rigid bitch-breaker in ecstasy. Kala wasn’t in bed and I sat up with a yawn. “Having fun, you two?” Katrina has been quite needy ever since our honeymoon. Being turned into a constantly full baby ball will do that to a female apparently.

“Unf, morning Shimmer. Do you feel any better?” Rora asked aloud since Katrina was too busy silently spasming in orgasm to ask.

“Eh, it’s just mortal terror. I’ll be just fine soon enough.” I shrugged and crawled around to Kat’s other side to rub her shoulders, which jolted her out of her mindless pleasure long enough for me to kiss behind her left ear and make her moan at that certain tender spot. “Have fun Kat, I’m going to go find Kala.” Kat could only grunt in understanding with so much dick driving her into a primal place of mind and I left them to it.

Kala was making breakfast. Odd, she doesn’t cook from what I know of her. Also, why bother since she doesn’t? None of us need food thanks to our Navel Pearls nourishing us from the mana around us. It wasn’t until I got next to her that I blushed in realization. Kala wasn’t making breakfast, she was just standing at the counter as the in-wall extending milker pumped her currently beach-ball sized boobs for her milk as they rested on the counter.

“Mm, morning babe. I’m all backed up, so I’m feeding the house’s food reservoir.” Kala cooed as she groped the sides of her massive mams. “Sorry if you were expecting a handmade breakfast, but giving the food replicator material to work with counts for me considering I burn juice.” How can you burn juice?

Wait, we have a food replicator? Since when?! Also, it uses milk as fuel? So I can have almost any food made out of breast milk? “So...we have a ‘microwave’ that actually just creates any food from scratch?” I asked with a look at what I had assumed was just a microwave.

“Yep! It needs material to work with though and breastmilk is one of the best since it literally has pretty much everything most species need for nourishment. Also, it is a microwave. Gotta have a way to heat up leftovers.” Kala replied and I rubbed my snout.

“Why aren’t we using this to help feed the army and alleviate the costs of maintaining it?” I asked and Kala sheepishly grinned, clearly having not thought of it. “Literally one of the things we have no end of is magically-generated breast milk because of kinky lewd magic and we have a machine that converts that into proper food. Seriously Kala, why mention this now?”

“Uh...because you, Kat and Rora cook great handmade food and we didn’t need it?” Kala sheepishly replied and I grumbled as I set myself to learning how to use the replicator.