New Legacy

Ch.51

“I see...I don’t understand why you came to me, however.” Celestia bemusedly said to the mare who sought her out for counsel on relationships of all things.

“Because you’re an ancient deity with experience?” Twilight Sparkle questioned nervously and Celestia chuckled with a smile.

“Indeed I am. Well, first off, don’t stress over this visiting female being so frisky with Orrin. I’m sure he still has eyes for you from what you’ve said. The fact that you’ve known each other for so long is also in your favor.” Celestia thought of her new relationship with her sister. Indeed, time does deepen bonds of those who already love one another and haven’t allowed it to become bitter.

“Well, should I maybe make my interest more obvious? I’ve been respectfully distant for so long, then there’s the fact he’s twice my age-.” Twilight got a snoot boop for that.

“You’re an immortal alicorn. Age is meaningless. Now then, maybe you should. Let me give you some tips…”

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“Ah! Ahn~! Ah~!” Nasuada wailed in pleasure, pleasure Murtagh hated because he was ordered to rape her! “Oh~! Deeper!” I-it isn’t rape though! She’s willing! Murtagh kept having to get rougher and harder because his orders didn’t consider her compliance as rape!

“Y-you c-can’t do this! I’ll be forced to keep hurting you!” Murtagh shouted with tears in his eyes as he thrust into the mare and practically mauled her breasts with how tightly he was grabbing them and pulling on her nipples, stretching her melon-sized breasts away from her ribcage.

“Yes~!” Nasuada moaned when her vagina milked his penis in orgasm and he cringed as he came into her, pumping her depths with his seed. No...he was impregnating her, creating a bastard. “Mm~...is that all you’ve got?” Nasuada teased and challenged him with knowing in her rich brown eyes and an almost feral snarl of desire as she rattled the chains and manacles on her wrists and ankles holding her aloft spread-eagle. “Don’t tell me you’re done!”

“You’re crazy! You’re insane!” Murtagh’s heart pounded, not from the exertion. This mare, by the gods this mare! She was beyond him. He couldn’t comprehend her and it drove him mad! He whinnied and thrust into her, the zebra neighing in pleasure as Cadence gawked from the sidelines as Sombra chuckled darkly.

“To think, a Love this intense could exist in such dire straits.” Cadence felt hope despite Sombra’s enjoyment of this fucked up situation. She couldn’t deny that her own passion for Shining Armor was at least as potent as what Nasuada was willing to do to get her mate.

“Well then.” Sombra chuckled as he read some of his research while another hand groped Cadence's rear. Cadence winced and shivered in fear. H-he was going to do it again. Sombra pulled his member from his trousers and pushed her down. She sniffled and began to service him with tears in her eyes while the howls of pleasure behind her continued to give her hope.

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Thank gosh, daylight! That place is disturbingly massive. Why is there an entrance at the bottom of the reservoir? Is it some sort of mystical bullshit? “Whoa! Girls, I feel all super-tingly!” Pinkie warned us before her rubbery flesh began to turn translucent, like she was a clear balloon that twinkled like rose quartz. What?

Rora’s gasp caused me to whirl around and gawk at my wife, who looked like she was made of partially see-through crystal that matched her natural colours! “What is this? Why only in the sunlight?” Rora put her hand back in the shadows of the hallway we’d emerged from and that part turned opaque and fleshy. I’m not all sparkly though, well, more than usual.

“Okay, that’s weird, but seemingly harmless. Where are we?” I asked as I looked around. Just how far did that place take us? It was also still daytime, so either it was still the same day or we’d somehow ran nonstop from near Belatona to wherever this is all night without noticing. Just how bullshit are we? Are alicorns and draconequus just naturally this athletic? Or does the sparkly thing that platform did to us have anything to do with it?

“This small mountain is standing alone it seems. Hold on, let’s get an aerial view.” Rora suggested and spread her wings. Oh my gosh, so beautiful~! Rora blushed at my thoughts being broadcast to her and then she cupped her nipples in embarrassment for having forgotten that aside from her panties, she was completely naked. We all were. Our maid outfits were left on the bank of the reservoir. Hopefully nobody ties that to the broken gears, cursed hindsight!

“We’re all so sparkly~! Shimmy was already all shiny thanks to her scales, but even though she isn’t all see-through like us, she seems even shinier!” Pinkie gushed as she stood next to her fellow alicorn and it was my turn to blush at their intense gazes looking me up and down. “Am I still a balloon pony though?” Pinkie put a thumb in her mouth and blew, somehow inflating her breasts and she giggled with a grope of them. “Yeppers! Still rubber!”

“Then what is this? Can I…?” Rora put her hands to her breasts and moaned as her body began shining brighter! Rora?! “Oh my gosh. I can...I can store mana in my body!” What?! “I know! This means I’m a living mana battery! More than before anyway. I’ll work more on that later, for now let's get our bearings.” Rora’s faintly glowing russet figure took flight and we followed.

I instantly felt familiarity when in the air. “To the west, that’s the spine. That’s the Jiet River next to our squat lone mountain here. The lowlands to the south must be the marshes north of Feinster. Holy crap, how did we run a good day’s worth of hard-riding on bullboars by hoof and claw?”

“Spooky~! Let’s fly back to the others and warn them about that place. Maybe someone knows about it.” Pinkie insisted and we weren’t about to protest, so I transformed into my giant serpent body and let them ride on me since it’ll be much faster if I’m the one doing the work.

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Our return from the south surprised pretty much everyone who knew we were gone for the day. Arriving with Pinkie and Rora visibly altered caused absolutely everyone surprise, considering how absolutely radiantly beautiful the two alicorns were now.

Rora couldn’t restrain herself and infused herself and Pinkie with mana from the Eldunarya until their bodies were actually emitting light like Urta did. Rora did that until she reached the limit, which was risky for normal gems because they could shatter. Thankfully for her and Pinkie, it seems that once they hit their mana limit, it just flowed through them like it did for other non-infusible materials.

This, of course, caused absolutely everyone, especially the spellcasters, to be drawn to them like moths to flame. “I send you to do a simple task and you return more full of mana than a whole flight of Dragon Riders combined. All due to an alien facility that runs from the reservoir all the way to the Lonely Mountain? It acknowledged ascension along with you being Bonded? Troubling, very troubling.” Brom grumbled from his seat in the command tent where we were being debriefed.

At least they let us put some clothes on, even if only some pullover tunics. “So long as you are healthy, then all is well. If it did not force you to travel all the way south to the Lonely Mountain, then it would have been a great boon to us. If it could turn alicorns into crystal ponies, then perhaps it could do the same with lesser species.” Ajihad mused and Twilight raised her hand, still behaving as if she wasn’t a leading power at the table.

“Actually, if I can set up teleportation runes and circles, I might be able to bypass this unfortunate logistical problem. Even if it has countermeasures, I’m sure I can manage.” Twilight’s proposal got everyone nodding and I looked worriedly at Rora and Pinkie, who just looked at me in shared concern.

“Then if we’re all in favor of attempting to repeat Rora and Pinkie’s enhancement with our other alicorn allies?” Trianna suggested. The pink hippogriff was still the leader of the Du Vrangr Gata, still syntactically wrong, but was constantly outshined by us Riders and the elks in attendance.

“Not just the alicorns. It didn’t harm Shimmer. We should at least see if non-alicorns can be altered.” Arya suggested pragmatically and I sighed as I tried not to die inside from all of the politics being thrown around. As soon as we were dismissed, I was right next to Rainbow Dash in fleeing by flight from that stuffy tent.

“Eugh, I hate politics!” I huffed and Rainbow patted my shoulder in commiseration.

“So do I. It’s bad enough Fluttershy decided to adopt a homicidal bunny earlier today after she found it’s den full of the bones of its victims. It keeps looking at people like it wants to eat them, but the moment Shy is around it pretends to be harmless. Now I might get to be made of crystal or something. Oh! How was Pinkie last night?” What? Double-topic-change c-c-combo~!

“Uh...well. Pinkie was pretty damn incredible. I spent most of it munching her muffin, she tastes like strawberries fyi. She’s also a squealer. Really damn cute.” I answered in bemusement before I blushed hotly at just dumping private info on someone I’m in a relationship with.

“Don’t forget the part where you turned me into rubber, blew me up, then popped me!” Pinkie chirped from next to Rainbow, who jumped away from the spontaneous party princess. She is a princess right? Didn’t Celestia and Luna mention something like that? Oh gosh, Rora is royalty?! The way she psychically recoiled from the concept just made it funny!

“Whoa, sounds hardcore. You guys get up to that kinda stuff nightly?” Rainbow asked curiously and then Applejack suddenly had her girlfriend in a one-armed headlock that shoved the startled mare’s face into the side of her heaving left breast which muffled any protest.

“That nunya concern sugarcube. Fer that, y'all gonna hafta face punishment.” AJ drawled and Rainbow flushed hotly before feebly trying to escape her lover’s superior strength in vain. It was hilarious watching the slightly shorter beefy alicorn flailing against the grasp of the beefier alicorn.

“Hm, I’m loving this place.” I jumped with a turn and then pouted at auntie Hermais, who was in her bodacious anthro form wearing a sexy librarian outfit like the one I managed to make, then ruined with roleplaying. “You have all sorts of mysterious magic everywhere here. Magic back home has more or less reached a point where it all just bleeds together.”

“Well, hello to you too.” I huffed and turned back to the radiant pink mare. “So, what should we do with the rest of the day?”

“Wow, I haven’t been dismissed this blatantly in centuries. The nerve of some people.” Aunt Hermais sniffed and booped my snoot. “Remember to respect your elders, dear. You may be turning into the Goddess of Chaos, but that’s no excuse to ignore others.”

“Excuse me?! No! I don’t want that!” I squeaked fearfully. Being a deity?! No! I don’t want anything like that! That means responsibility, something I dislike and have a large amount of already! I’d someday like to retire to a secluded island or something!

“Pfft! It’s that mindset that makes you perfect for the role! Chaos deities hate their job outside of the shenanigans it allows them. It’s rare for a chaos entity to actually enjoy having to manage their aspect. Besides, it’s one of the least work intensive aspects to maintain.” Hermais insisted and I shook my head so hard I think it spun all the way around.

“Nope! Don’t care! My son Discord can have it!” I’m quite fine with the measure of chaos I have in my life right now. It’s been difficult to find means to satisfy it without making me feel sick. War is it’s own kind of chaos and I can’t stand it, if I accept being the literal goddess of chaos, won’t I have to get used to liking war?

“Ah, the nuclear option. Let’s see, he’s too young, he loves you to the point of veneration, he is happy simply being Luna’s conduit to Chaos rather than focusing on it himself. You? You are constantly causing improbable things to happen by simply existing, you’ve derailed the fates of most people you’ve encountered, you’ve tossed Order off it’s pedestal and now you’re riding it like a meat toboggan down a candied snow slope. Also, you’re my niece. You’re kinda doomed.” Hermais outlined and I began hyperventilating.

Pinkie kissed me and I breathed in and out of her for a moment in surprise before I calmed down and she released my lips. “Better?” Uh, yeah? “Good! I’m going to be the Goddess of Parties or something...Laughter? Really?” Pinkie asked as she poked the necklace she’d never removed the moment she ascended. “Well, Laughter works well with Chaos! I’m your mare if you need help with silliness!”

“Hm, you have lovely mates, my niece.” Hermais cooed with a rub of Pinkie’s shoulders. “The Pinkie Pie of our realm is known as the Party Beast because she’s a huge sexy fluffy werepony who hosts wild parties every day in places that need them. She’s not a goddess or anything either, so I’m interested in seeing what an alicorn Pinkie will get up to with her mate being the goddess of chaos.”

“I’m sure we’ll find out later, but for now I’d rather not talk about deification and other such things.” Rora tiredly emerged from the command tent, the feeling of exhaustion and resignation I got from her was depressing me. She doesn’t want to be a goddess either. A goddess of what though? Rora ascended from developing new magic, or rather a new method of using magic. What does that make her the goddess of?

“Someone needs a pick-me-up. Milk? Cock?” Hermias cooed as slinked over to my Rider, who just sullenly glared at my aunt. “Wow, don’t be so bitter. You earned your aspect over Innovation rather than stumbled into it like my niece.” Hermias then put a large mug to her left nipple, which sprouted a black plastic spigot through her clothes and with a twist it dispensed hot coffee that already had it’s additives. “Here, a pick-me-up. Coffee is a good way to relieve stress.”

“Huh? I can only lactate different milks!” I whined enviously, then cringed. Oh shit. I am turning into a goddess of Chaos! No normal person complains about stuff like this! Why do I even want that?! Why would I enjoy being able to dispense coffee...booze, soda...fuck me, I do want it~!

“My cock is currently holding frappuccino. Remember my dear niece, we can excrete whatever we want, not just milk and semen. Also, you should be able to change age, gender and body at will.” Then my aunt was a porcelain lamp with a coffee machine built-in. “Please take your order.” Hermais said from a speaker on the machine in a blatantly robotic way as Rora hesitantly took the coffee from the tray.

“I can do that?!” I squeaked, the sudden possibilities exploding in my mind and it wasn’t until Rora was shaking me that I returned to this reality. Good gosh, the possibilities are endless. “I’m going to go home and take a nap.” I turned and staggered home, trying not to panic at the sheer number of incredible things trying to use me to become reality. It was very hard not to give in and start snapping my fingers everywhere.

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“Hey~! Less skirt doesn’t mean more touches~!” I lilted with a wink and a stuck out tongue at the hippogriff soldier who hand ran his talon up a thigh and down my tail as I passed. We’ve altered the outfit to more match the modern ‘slutty’ maid outfits of my old life. That said, we have short ruffled skirts that barely go past our hips and leave our sexy thighs exposed with stockings running up our legs.

“It just means more eye-candy boys~!” Pinkie chirped from nearby, also taking orders with us since our place was essentially where she could work her magic best, making people laugh and have fun just by being herself. Damn do we all look good in these new clothes.

“Bwarg!” A sudden yell caused me to turn to the table Mom and Hermais were at. I huffed in annoyance mixed with a visceral soul-deep pleasure at seeing their food was battling to the death in a food war that had encompassed the whole table with the guests at said table cheering their conscripts on.

“Too bad my magic can’t be used explicitly for the purpose of Order.” I muttered and went back to work, knowing that Rora and Pinkie would end up stuck cleaning that particular mess since I was stuck being fairly mundane like Kala and Kat for cleaning. “How is she doing?” I asked Kala when I returned to the kitchen and petted Katrina’s mane.

My beautiful earth pony wife was again our milk cow since she wasn’t comfortable mingling with the guests in the way I’d become accustomed and that Pinkie and Kala enjoyed too, so she wasn’t out taking orders. She also was still having trouble with her reading and writing comprehension, so she didn’t feel comfortable trying to operate the food replicator. So she has been volunteering to be our cow to fuel the replicator, but each time she seems more and more eager and less mentally here while she’s hooked up to the pumps.

“She’s trying to get me to fuck her while she’s milked. See her shaking her ass at you?” Kala filled me in and I looked down at her booty, which was exposed due to the short skirt of the outfit and her panties were absolutely soaked with her need. Good gosh, the kitchen reeks of a horny mare and I only realized over the smell of the food after Kala pointed it out.

“Oof, she’s gonna need a good dicking before bed.” I patted Kat’s ass and she mooaned...she just moo-moaned. That was unexpectedly hot as fuck and- *Snap!* -Oh no!

“Moo~!” Katrina mooed, simpering as she groped her cow-patterned gray and copper breasts and she lewdly panted, the cowbell on her neck jingled and her bovine horns, adorned with ribbons, danced with her head shaking. “Moo moo...moo? Moo! Moo moo!” Katrina panicked and looked at me with fearful eyes. What have I done?! I snapped my fingers again, but she didn’t look any different! “What have you done to-oh! My voice is back!” Thank gosh for that!

“I’m sorry! It just happened!” I was hyperventilating, but Pinkie was pressing her lips to my mouth instantly and after a few breaths in and out I calmed down before she hurried back out onto the floor. “Okay, okay. Hold on.” I focused and snapped, but Katrina didn’t change back. She was still a super sexy-cute cow-pony hybrid. “No~! Why?! Why did I do this~?!”

“I’ve got potions she can take to turn back into a pure earth pony, but cow-ponies aren’t much different from the pony they’re hybridized from. Just watch those fingers of yours, babe.” Kala sternly warned me and Kat nodded before she wiggled her snout because of the cute nose ring she got with the unwanted transformation.

“Well, I don’t feel different besides the horns on my head and my udders being both more and less sensitive. I’m still enjoying the pleasure, but it isn’t erasing my brain like before, so it’s fine for now. Maybe I’ll keep it if this doesn’t change things in the bedroom.” Katrina hefted her breasts, the copper splotches in her original gray fur oddly making her already huge breasts seem bigger. Which they are, they’re just beach-ball size for the milking right now.

“None of this makes me feel any better.” I mewled and Rora guided me to the bedroom, where we sat down and she just hugged me. I sniffled and cried into her shoulder over what I just did, what it means, what my aunt told me. I’m going to be a goddess and it sucks donkey bong.