New Legacy

Ch.49

It was so wonderful to just do nothing for once. Just lay here in the warmth and comfort and let all her worries dissolve in the well of warmth inside of her. Her coziness was interrupted, but the interruption was welcome since it was a plump set of lips kissing her own and she moaned into the familiar mouth as they traded tongues and her core twinged despite being so distended.

“Morning Tia.” Lulu cooed into her ear and Celestia shuddered at her sister, now lover, running her hand over her distended cum-stuffed womb that had pinned her against the back of the carriage with how it filled the space. “How is my sexy sister this beautiful morning?”

“Mm~. So full~...” Celestia crooned in reply and opened her eyes to look at her beautiful sister, who she had always harbored some measure of incestuous desire for, but now was madly intoxicated with. Lulu’s swirling eyes looked like the aurora now, her ‘big’ sister seemed to be luminous with power and pleasure just by existing. Discord was coiled around her neck and draped from her shoulders with his own eyes matching his Rider’s now rather than vice-versa.

“Yes. Soon you will be full of our foals, Tia. Imagine; us having children who are even of our species and free of defects because of my counterpart teaching me the magic.” Lulu stroked Celestia’s carriage-filling womb and the Princess of the Sun moaned happily with a grope of her breasts. “Don’t worry, I took care of setting up the sun for the day. Just enjoy yourself while I take care of things.”

“No~, don’t go…” Celestia whimpered, shifting her wide motherly hips and pleading with her eyes.

“Tia, you’re already so big and my alternate won’t have our Navel Pearls or Nipple Studs until this evening after she’s spoken to the local Womb Wards. If I fill you much more you’ll burst out of this carriage.” Lulu licked her lips and Celestia whimpered needily, the very thought of being so full of her sister’s seed made her entire body ache for it.

“I want it. I want everyone to see how much we love each other.” Celestia panted and reached behind her, grabbing her ass and spreading it with effort considering she was perched on her belly and couldn’t reach her pussy with her hands, so settled for her luxurious yet firm behind. “Please~?”

“As much as I want to Tia, we need to be responsible. Eugh, that sounds wrong. Here.” Lulu snapped her fingers and Celestia squealed when what could only be her sister’s new male organ fill her famished female sex, but her sister wasn’t doing it~?! “It isn’t actually me, but it will keep you satisfied while I’m away dealing with business and organizing our troops. Have a good day, Tia.” Lulu left her there getting fucked by a copy of her holy penis. Celestia would quickly not have much to care about for the day besides worshiping the effigy of her sister’s mare meat.

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“I can’t believe you’ve turned our house into a mess hall.” Rora smirked from where she sat at the ‘head table’ of the hastily assembled cafeteria. Their house was pretty massive with modular walls, ceilings and floors. It was fairly simple to retract the walls between the living room and kitchen and set up rows of cafeteria tables the house could assemble from it’s incredible matter manipulator with presets of furniture.

“Technically it’s a soup kitchen.” I happily replied as I straightened out my maid-like waitress outfit. Thankfully our house has a similar feature for the wardrobe. I could’ve been wearing whatever I wanted instead of just tunics since our wedding! Kala needs to stop holding out! “We’re not charging them anything, after all.”

“Shimmer! I forgot what you told me!” Katrina shouted from the food replicator and I hurriedly jogged to the kitchen proper where my similarly uniformed wives were tending the kitchen while I’d been taking orders. Kala would’ve been better suited to operating the food replicator, but she was stuck being milked since if she stopped feeding it, then it’d enter a cooldown phase since it would anticipate a different person’s milk and adjust it’s biometrics and blah-blah.

Katrina wasn’t taking orders because she wasn’t perfectly literate yet, which meant she still had trouble with the data entry. People weren’t complaining since all the alien food was novel and interesting, not to mention free, allowing the troops to save more of their earnings. The only reason Rora wasn’t helping was because when she tried to, the people protested because as the ‘head of the house’ she shouldn’t have to do anything besides entertain.

Stupid backwards societies. “I’m sorry, I promise I’ll get back to my studies.” Kat mewled with tears pricking her eyes and I shushed her with pets of her mane to soothe her.

“It’s okay, sweetie. Just keep Kala company while I run double duty.” I quickly began entering the orders into the replicator, stacked the table numbers and names on a platter and carried it out into the mass of hungry people. It wasn’t like this was my job or anything. It was actually fun, hosting so many people talking, eating and enjoying themselves even if there was no alcohol involved since it was breakfast.

Something clicked in me. I think I know what I would love to do. After all of this, I think I’ll try to open a restaurant. Watching people eat and enjoy themselves just fills me with such joy. It doesn’t necessarily have to be my food either. No, wait, not a restaurant, a tavern. A place for people to gather, have fun and have fun. Mm~, giving people rooms to enjoy each other’s company would give me a naughty thrill of enabling such behavior.

I wasn’t a fan of prostitution, but if someone did it out of enjoyment rather than necessity, that’d be nice. “Eep!” Whoa! Someone just grabbed my butt like I’m a tavern wench! I...I liked it. I blushed and playfully swatted the daring warg’s naughty hand with my tail and a wink before going about getting the next round of food with a beaming smile.

I snickered when that brave boy got jeers and cheers from his fellows and Rora fondly shook her head with shared amusement. Well, dressed like a maid with almost the top half of my breasts exposed was certainly enough to fit the role of a tavern wench. Mm~ I think I know what I want to roleplay tonight~.

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I was disappointed when nobody after that first warg tried their luck at getting a feel. Probably something about me being married and my wives all in eyeshot. I made sure to give the bold young male an extra soda for being so daring and made sure everyone knew with action that I didn’t mind being touched, in fact that I enjoyed it. I’m hoping tonight gets me more attention, I’m hoping I’m so riled up for tonight that I go mad with lust and jump my wives.

We left Edur Ithindra with a single squad of elks remaining at the once-abandoned watchtower with the intent of repairing it and using it for its intended purpose. The spellcaster among them could warn us with magic if any enemy movements occurred within sight of the tall tower.

I had expected to be a mount again today, it’s my duty, but instead Rora wanted us to fly together like when she had unbirthed me, only this time I was alongside her instead of inside her. “Where’s Katrina?” I was bemused at where she vanished off to after she and Kala left the house the moment we were done playing host to half of the army’s hungry troops.

“Uh, she’s busy with something important.” Kala blushed and pointed at her cleavage. Why was Kat in her storage? “Family stuff she’s needed to help with.” Uh, okay? “Don’t worry about her being lonely, she also has Co and Cloud with her.” Co?

“Why shorten it further to Co?” I asked and Kala looked a bit uneasy.

“Co is...having gender identity issues now that they have gained the ability through potions to swap around. They don’t like having such a strongly male name and are trying to think of a gender neutral one that suits them.” Uh-oh, that doesn’t sound pleasant. “Don’t worry, they’ll figure themself out. I suggested they just go feminine herm and stick to female pronouns since that’s where most who straddle the fence end up and it works out for them.”

“Well it helped me come to terms with it pretty quick.” Rora commented and reminded me once more that she wasn’t always a gorgeous herm, but once a handsome stallion. Why is it so hard to remember Roran? Is it because Rora is the person Roran became? I remember...why do I see Rora in my past memories? It’s like she was always Rora to me. I guess this has something to do with our Bond.

“Which just makes the budding romantic feelings between them and Cloud so rough. Those two just clicked and now I’m calling up mom to see if there’s a way to prevent inbred eggs in case they can’t restrain themselves once they’re of age.” Kala sighed in exasperation and I felt a bit guilty for getting those two involved in that way.

“I thought you wanted to be up here to talk to me Roran, I mean, Rora.” Eragon hailed us and Rora gulped visibly before she looked at me and we wordlessly, either physical or mental, shared a moment of solidarity before she flew closer to Eragon to speak with him aloud and privately without risk of broadcasting their telepathy.

That also explained why she didn’t want to fly on me. “So, Miss Queen of random sexiness, anything you want to talk about?” Kala probed me as we drifted closer to Spike, who was surrounded by his friends with Twilight on his saddle.

“Maybe something a little less random. I think the Chaos of a rowdy mess room helps me vent a lot of my quirky urges.” I think I indeed may have found my calling. I shared a beaming smile with Pinkie Pie when she sent one at me. “I’ll have to help you prepare a party sometime.” I didn’t find out until later, that the celebrations after each victory were rapidly planned and executed by Pinkie with such speed and precision it was incredible.

“You can bet your candied ass we should!” Pinkie giggled with a wink at me and I laughed at the extremely corny and outdated term for a nice butt. “It’ll be a lot easier to throw a party at your house instead of the mess tent, especially since all the waste powers your house instead of building up in the trash wagon we dump at every populated place we pass.”

Good point, Pinkie. They don’t do landfills here unlike the wargs. They instead compost all of the biodegradables and use things they can crudely process as cheap material for putting under dirt roads around the towns and villages to keep them level and to prevent them from sinking from traffic. My thoughts were interrupted by cyan boobs being shoved in my face.

“I heard rumors you’re gonna serve alcohol at dinner?!” Rainbow Dash excitedly demanded from me, the athletic and similarly shapely and tall alicorn still not understanding about personal space as she peered into my eyes manically with her tits enveloping my snout since she wore little more than a leather jerkin with barely enough material to cover her nipples and strained the cords tying the front together. My snout was shoved into one of said gaps of those cords.

“Sugarcube, what did Ah tell ya ‘bout shovin’ yer tits in people’s faces?” AJ sternly asked with her drawl deepening and Dash quickly pulled away from me with an embarrassed blush. “That's better, but I repeat her question, are you serving booze tonight?”

“Perhaps higher quality liquors?” Rarity questioned from where she was practically next to Spike’s head and Twilight looked at me with clear if less intense curiosity.

“Yeah, so long as you’re not on the wake-up crew, you’ll get served booze. I had a quick chat with the quartermaster who was more than happy to approve it so long as we have half the camp remain sober to wake up the other half and be more able to respond to a night attack.” Kala answered for me and I nodded in confirmation.

“Woo! Let’s get smashed tonight, girls! Nobody told us we were on the wake-up crew!” Rainbow cheered and I rolled my eyes at just how much even the promise of alcohol could excite people. Then again, it is one of the few things every major society in my old life developed independent of one another for a reason. Where people gather, the brew flows.

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It was a relatively uneventful day aside from Rora clearly having reconnected with Eragon and being quietly happy the rest of the day. Well, that and my Rider using her trick to fill gemstones with mana for the sorcerers. While us fliers could see Leona Lake and the highest buildings of Belatona, the army would need to now prepare siege engines to take the city and still have a day, or two, of travel on the ground to reach the city.

I did ask why we couldn’t just have us dragons swoop in and light the castle and battlements on fire, but it boiled down to ‘if we rely on you too much, how will we defend ourselves’, which while practical, was also annoying. I didn’t train for months to be a warrior just to sit pretty and be eye candy! Well, not that I really mind~! Eee~! Brave boy! Get a boop on the snoot for that!

I was playing waitress again, this time Katrina was getting milked constantly to feed the replicator while Kala processed and delivered the orders, letting me have more time taking said orders and getting to mingle with the guests. Kala wasn’t as eager as me to get molested by tipsy and eager guys, but she didn’t shy away from their touches so much as snort smoke and wag a finger at the offenders.

“Having fun, hun?” Rora asked me through our link and I sent her heady feelings of arousal and the lewd thoughts I was having for later. “Seeing you work your charm on people is fun, I won’t lie. Just don’t let them go too far.” Rora warned me and I stuck my tongue out at her across the room, causing several of the observant people watching me to chuckle.

I gasped when a hand, a feminine one, grabbed my tail and stroked the underside. I shivered and looked back to see Zecora smirking up at me with Zazi poking her head out of her cleavage and sharing the lecherous expression of her Rider. I quickly scurried away to take more orders, blushing up a storm and feeling even more excited at the hoots and hollers at me getting flustered.

“Do you need me to take over on the floor, babe?” Kala asked and I nodded sheepishly, to which she patted my shoulder, then my ass through my skirt before she brought out her fancy glowing light gauntlet to take that over while I started using the replicator to bring up the orders I’d already gathered.

Most of which were the orders of the Elements of Harmony, so I made their meals, patted Katrina’s almost blissed-out face to bring her out of the ‘milk-mare’ mindset Kala said she was susceptible to, then gathered up the platter and went back onto the floor. Thankfully the guests didn’t bother one of us when we had a serving platter, polite of them.

“Hey Shimmy~! Why don’t you finish up with the last few tables and join us?” Pinkie asked me excitedly and I smiled back at her energy that resonated with mine.

“After I’m done here, I’m going to need to drag Rora to bed before I pop.” I rubbed my lower abdomen and lewdly licked my lips as half the group snickered and the other half blushed because they were too reserved to so openly talk about such things in close proximity to nearby strangers. “I’d say standing offer, but we agreed to try and keep our appetites at home.”

“Aw, shame. You and Pinkie are just perfect for each other. I bet you’d blow each other’s minds.” Rainbow commented before taking her tankard of cider and then began chugging while her girlfriend rolled her eyes and knowingly patted the cyan alicorn’s back when she started coughing on the foam.

I shared a vibrant blush with the pink alicorn and only briefly hailed Rora, before a resounding approval roared through our connection and I gulped as I leaned down and surprised the pink mare with a full-mouth kiss, causing the people around us to whistle and cheer, especially when Pinkie and I closed our eyes and began tongue wrestling.

I couldn’t wait. I pulled her to her hooves and she somehow jammed her whole dinner into her mouth, chewing while she brought her pink vodka lemonade with us, which she chugged on the way towards the bedroom of the house. Seeing this, Kala hurried to fill the last orders and Rora roused Katrina out of her milky stupor while I brought Pinkie to our room. She tossed the glass into the corner trash chute in time for me to tackle her into the bed.

We made out desperately, groping and grinding against each other. I ripped her modest baker’s gown down the front and started sucking on one of her cherry red nipples, causing the pink party pony to gasp and I was a bit surprised when her straight mane and tail suddenly poofed up in strong gravity-defying curls like when she was piqued with anger. She was certainly piqued in quite another way~!

“Sh-Shimmy~!” Pinkie squeaked as I trailed kisses down her body and promptly dove into her puffy pink pussy. She tastes like strawberries~! “Oh~! Shimmy~!” She wrapped her thicc thighs around my ears, the pink alicorn gasping and panting as I relentlessly ate her out. It was by this point the others hurried into the room, stirpping down and watching the show. “Oh~, s-so many people watching us~!”

“We won’t just be watching after your first orgasm.” Kala growled hungrily and Pinkie squeaked as she provided the promised sweet cream for me to lap up. Mm~ she tastes so sweet! “I hope you’re braced for a banging!” Kala jumped on the bed and crawled around to be at the top of Pinkie before she used her fingers to pry open her genital slit and her throbbing tumescence emerged. “I hope you’re as elastic as I’ve heard my universe’s version of you was even before modding.”

“S-so big! Y-you’re not gonna choke me with that are you?” Pinkie nervously asked and Kala produced a potion bottle. “Oo~! Performance enhancers! Thanks!” Pinkie took the bottle and chugged. Her body turned into a shiny pink latex and she squeaked like rubber when I licked her. She tasted like latex with a strawberry-flavour lube! “Wowie zowie! I’m all shiny!”

“What did that do?” Katrina questioned and I felt a powerful urge, a desire I couldn’t resist. I put my mouth to Pinkie’s pussy and puffed. She screamed in pleasure as I blew into her. Each puff of air made her body squeak and creak as she inflated, turning into an obscene blow-up doll. “W-what?” Katrina breathlessly asked as she groped herself and Rora watched in bemused pleasure as she masturbated at the sight of the party pony being inflated like the balloons on her thighs.

I somehow didn’t get light-headed as I blew and blew into Pinkie Pie, the balloon mare floating above cloud nine and wailing helplessly from the overwhelming sensations. She already looked like she was pregnant with triplets and had been doing nothing but stuff her face for 10 months. That it was all air just somehow made it sexier.

Pinkie’s wailing cries of orgasm were plugged when Kala shoved her dick down the mare’s throat, her elastic body accepting the intrusion without difficulty and Kala groped the mare’s nipples, causing a shockingly sexy hissing noise to escape from the inflated doorknob sized nips on the mare’s beach-ball breasts. “One of my favorite potions. Careful not to pop her, it’ll cause her to be a permanent balloon pony.” I moaned into the alicorn’s mons and blew harder.

“Mm~!” Pinkie muffled around Kala’s cock as she rounded out, her inflating thighs and biceps starting to get absorbed into the sphere of her abdomen. By this point I had finally run out of endurance and panted breathlessly before I plunged my tail into Pinkie’s inflated quim. The mare came multiple times as Kat fingered herself to orgasm on the side and Rora sprayed Pinkie’s side down with cum from her cock.

“Oh, here I come~!” Kala roared and Pinkie’s cunt convulsed around my tail, sending my already tingling appendage pumping with my own fluids. The mare rapidly filled larger, rounder, her body rapidly absorbing her extremities. Kala looked down at the mare and then nodded. “Okay, she wants it. Let’s finish her off then!” F-finish~?! Unf~!

Pinkie squealed through her nose and came so hard she tried to crush my tail and- *BANG*