New Legacy

Ch.54

“I must say, unorthodox, but effective.” Twilight commented and I huffed in pride and a bit of exertion mixed with odd pleasure. Not erotic pleasure, just pleasure. It was weird.

“She turned herself into a living staircase down to this place. I’m more worried about if it’s hurting her.” Spike huffed as they continued to descend my stairwell down through the wonderful cold water. Outwardly I was a stone serpent statue made with gaudy precious and semi-precious stones on the outside. Inside I was a no-nonsense solid stone staircase.

This is weird. A good weird, but still, my magic provided when I thought of how to tackle this problem and it gave the solution. I still don’t know how to really feel being living masonry, but I was grateful that I at least got things started. I’m going to take a nap now before I find out how it feels to have them exit my tail end. That is one sensation I could live without right now.

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I was awoken by my beloved Rider nudging my mind and moved to yawn, only for my body to remain static and remind me I’d turned myself into a functional piece of statuary. “Hey, Rora. How are things going?” I won’t change back yet, I don’t know if there are people down there.

“Well. A bit too well if I’m honest.” Rora said to me with a nervous look behind her at the encampment that sprung up along the lakeshore and river. Oh. That’s a lot of crystal people. So it’s not just alicorns or Riders it converts. Neat. “You’ve been sleeping for days, dear.” Oh. Well they were going to be busy for a while.

“I figured something like this might happen. Well, how are you, Rora? How is everything going while I’m stuck serving as a staircase?” I questioned while feeling people climb up and down my insides. Huh, the sensation of people entering and leaving the door at my bottom end was no different than being poked. Thank goodness.

“Pretty good. We miss you since you’re so busy doing this. Pinkie is also...she’s...I love her too. I don’t know if it’s the bond you two have already developed, but she brings us joy that is hard to describe. We’re planning to marry her soon if she wants to and if we haven’t left Belatona.” Ee~! Go get her girls! Marry that incredible balloon mare! “I’ll take that as a yes.” Yes! All the yes!

“Hey, Rora, where did you want the artificial gems?” Spike asked as he held up a large sack with Rarity alongside him, the already beautiful and regal alicorn was even more gorgeous as a crystal pony and her soft pink dress and soft yellow sun hat somehow accentuated that.

“Put them with the crafting materials, I’ll fish out the ones best suited for mana storage later. Much thanks to you two, especially for discovering how to make gems without having to wait for them to grow, Rarity.” Rora praised and the mare seemed to inflate a bit, not literally, but still proudly puff out her bouncy chest with a pleased expression.

“It was no bother, merely an extension of my Talent. Come, Spike. Let’s finish this so we may have lunch.” Rarity hooked an arm with Spike and the drake blushed with a dopey smirk as the mare led him away. Those two are so cute~! I’m so glad Spike wasn’t stuck on me after we mated. He deserves a wonderful lady like Rarity in his life. Wait, did she…?

“Rora, did I see the Gedwey Ignasia on her right breast just above the hem of her low-cut top?” I asked for confirmation and Rora nodded happily.

“Yeah, our friends finally thought to visit the eggs, because, y’know, they don’t think about being all big and important even though they already are. Each of them Bonded with one of your babies. The eggs hatched instantly for them. I’m kinda worried about the one who hatched for Rainbow, though. That girl already gives off the vibe of a troublemaker.” Rora muttered and I longed to see them, but I’m kinda stuck for the moment.

“Hm, even if she is, it would only be a problem if she doesn’t get discipline. Rainbow may have hated being indoctrinated and born into slavery, but she was a former soldier. I’m sure she’ll help curtail her partner’s shenanigans.” I ‘blinked’ and projected my exhaustion on Rora so she knew I wasn’t going to be awake long. “I’m tired. Is there anything else urgent?”

“No, I just wanted to check in on you. Sleep, dear. I’ll wake you again when we’re done with the machine and the masons get to work on making a permanent entrance.” Rora kissed the side of my gaping open maw and I let myself fade away.

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“Alright, c’mon Shimmer. Time to wake up.” I drowsily did so and felt the mental urge to transform, so I changed into my anthro form and stretched with a jaw-cracking yawn.

“Mm...that was a good sleep.” I cracked my neck and looked behind me, which caused me to blink at the cement tube that replaced where I’d been. “Huh?”

“Several spellcasters got together and worked on a cement tube to lay the foundation for a stairwell down to the Crystalizer. They formed it around you since you were the perfect base to make the tube. I gave them the recipe for cement and helped develop the words and intent needed to set and cure it in moving water.” Rora informed me and then pulled me along. “C’mon, let’s get dressed.”

“Huh? I’m already dressed.” I know I tore the sleeves of this tunic, but it’s not that bad.

“Don’t tell me you forgot.” Rora smirked and I furrowed my brows before I gasped and rushed to follow Rora when she started running while still holding my hand.

“We’re coming, Pinkie~!” I cheered before Rora pulled me into a tent where the wedding dress I wore for our first wedding was on a mannequin. I quickly tore off my already ruined tunic and began putting it on. Thank gosh Rarity somehow adjusted it for my slightly bulkier arms! I put on the veil and then turned to gasp in shock and joy at the sight of Rora in a beautiful matching dress!

“Well...I don’t think a male’s uniform would suit me now. That and I feel pretty…” Rora blushed and fidgeted a bit, so I lifted our veils and kissed her. “Mm, thanks. Now let's get out there and marry that mare!” Rora gushed and I just had to know how Pinkie had grown so close with my wives while I had slept. She and I just clicked, so it might be a good story.

When Brom entered the dressing tent he shook his head with a wry smile interrupting his magnificent white beard. “I swear, lass. You’re trying to revive marriage all on your own by this point.” Huh? Was marriage dead? Since when? “You’re mother will retrieve you in a moment, Shimmer.” Oh! Mom’s here!

“I’ll be good.” I snickered at Rora’s feelings of unease about leaving me with my mom after all the times before. I shifted from foot to foot in anticipation before my mom entered. “Hey mom.”

“Hello sweetie. Gosh. Marry many more and you might start a rivalry with my mom.” Momma Dongo joked and led me into the event, where everyone was again glad to attend. Oh my gosh. Pinkie is so pretty! She looked all surprisingly innocent and pure in that white dress and her mane and tail coiffed the same way Rarity does her’s.

However, this time it felt...wrong to have Ajihad officiating our marriage instead of his daughter.

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Cadence hissed, tears in her eyes. It had been such a long month of sneaking around and using the few loopholes in Sombra’s commands to work at her schemes. This time, someone was again marrying for Love, but right now she wasn’t exactly in a good place considering who it was and why it felt lacking despite it. “What is this?” Nasuada asked sadly.

“You feel it. You feel them marrying someone else out of Love without you doing the ceremony when they wanted you to be the one doing it.” Cadence informed her friend and bedfellow in suffering. The zebra mare hadn’t been tortured since Sombra got a kick out of watching her be reduced to a bellowing broodmare for Murtagh. Broodmare was right. It had only been a month and somehow Nasuada already looked ready to birth a foal and that was not fluid in her womb.

“This feels worse than anything Sombra has had Murtagh do to me.” The zebra mare whispered as she ran her hands over her pregnant swell. “I wish he was here.” Part of why Cadence could get away with visiting the mare right now was because so long as she remained in the castle, she had free reign beyond directly sabotaging or opposing Sombra, the same for Nasuada.

Sharing her Aspect with the zebra mare wasn’t opposing him, it was just her doing something necessary. “I know how you feel.” Cadence hadn’t seen Shining Armor since he was sent to secure Shimmer, but she knew he was alive, just not how he was doing. “Do you feel anything else?”

“I feel...incomplete. Like something is missing.” Nasuada whispered back, her brown eyes glazed and gazing off into the middle-distance. “Him. I need Murtagh. I need my mate.” Nasuada whimpered and bit her lip as her milk-swollen watermelon-sized breasts leaked into her inadequate ragged dress. “He completes me. I need to marry him…”

“I know.” Cadence felt terrible for manipulating Nasuada like this. She already had the bonds, the potential. She just needed a push. She couldn’t do that with Sombra around, but she couldn’t finish it without Murtagh here either. Wherever Sombra sent him a week ago, it has been a great hindrance to her plot to free them all from that heartless monster.

“Ladies~.” The mares shuddered and looked fearfully at the evil twisted unicorn usurper as he entered the bedroom they’d been in with lust in his eyes and tone. “Kneel.” Cadence whimpered and went first, hoping to tire the monstrous king a bit so he doesn’t possibly harm Nasuada’s unborn children and ruin her plans.

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“Did you feel that?” Celestia questioned urgently as she looked northeast, the direction she felt a brief surge of power before it was snuffed out. It coincided with the end of Pinkamena Diane Pie’s marriage into Rora’s herd, so that flare-up must have been Cadence.

“Yes, sister. It would seem that if she’s experiencing such surges in power from a single marriage, then poor Cadenza has been starved of her aspect for a long time. We cannot defeat this monster soon enough. Why won’t they let us trounce this pretender?” Luna huffed with her swirly eyes spinning fast with fury.

“Because they’re prideful and need to prove they are capable of saving themselves. Don’t forget the folly of Griffinstone.” Celestia reminded her sister before her beloved unnamed dragon poked his head out of her cleavage and Celestia went gaga, causing Luna to smile a bit.

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“...Why are we always awkward after a big event?” I asked around and got nervous giggles. “I mean, we’ve done this before, it’s just a second honeymoon.” Thank gosh for that, because our first one was interrupted. We were given permission to separate from the army group for this.

“A honeymoon where we’re old enough to understand what’s going on and we’re stuck babysitting!” Colette complained, the feminine herm dragoness was sat next to her sibling and lover the also feminine herm dragoness Cloud. In front and between them was Pinkie’s precious newborn dragon partner, an unnamed jade green boy with startling purple eyes, an extreme rarity for dragons to have eyes colored differently from their scales.

“Yeah! Not fair! We’re gonna be all horny and helping our new sib understand it so he doesn’t get all confused.” Cloud huffed and picked up her baby brother in her jaws. He oddly didn’t make a sound, just stoically stared at us with those big purple eyes.

“Also, he’s weird. His mind is already talking at like a million miles a minute.” Colette complained before they left the bedroom. “You’d better knock her up to make it worth this frustration!”

“Don’t worry, I totally plan on it!” Pinkie gushed and then gulped nervously. “Uh, if I can. Balloon ponies can get pregnant, right?” Pinkie asked Kala, who snorted in amusement.

“Yeah. Really well. It was thanks to Daring Do, the first balloon pony, being fused for their ascension that allowed Wiatr to become the first baby balloon and become the goddess of Fertility. Since then, all of Daring’s direct descendents, as in children she had apart from their collective whole, have all been balloon ponies or other species who bred into her line. My friend Belle is a balloon dragon for instance.” Kala informed us and I felt my tail throb with the idea of filling Pinkie so full of foals that she became an immobile ball like Katrina.

“Um...okay. I can hardly wait then, but then we’ll have so many bundles of joy to ourselves.” Pinkie brought up and we winced. It was going to be tough enough raising the children Katrina decides to keep and we have centuries before ten percent of Kala’s eggs hatch to worry about them, since she’s planning on incubating them the ‘old fashioned’ way to avoid us being overwhelmed from our offspring.

“Well...about that. Balloon People are usually flagged by the Breeding Bureau portion of the Bureau of Bureaucracy as automatic surrogates due to their incredible fertility and virility. I may have signed you up since I’m required to by law.” Kala admitted and Pinkie sighed in relief.

“Whew! So I won’t overload us. Alright, fill me up! I wanna feel like I’ll pop! Don’t do it though, I don’t want to avoid getting preggers. Wait! How did I not get pregnant before?” Pinkie asked and we looked at Kala, who was rubbing her genital slit to get ready.

“Well, you were a temporary balloon pony then. Now you’re permanently one, so you can get pregnant now after having had time to settle into your new magic. Now, enough talk, lets fuck!” Kala demanded excitedly as her two foot long bitch breaker emerged from her inadequately small abdomen. It was partially innate magic or something, which I can accept.

“Yeah, I want to make you part of our herd, Pinkie.” Rora declared, her own dick dripping pre onto the floor as I wagged my tail excitedly, pre dripping from my tip too.

“Go at her, girls. I’m going to have plenty of fun watching.” Katrina cooed and sat in the new-ish plush chair in the corner to masturbate while us girls with the tools for the job approached the nervouscited pink party princess. She backed away until she squeaked on impact with the bed and Rora struck first, grabbing Pinkie’s ankles and pressing her flare into the red and pink elastic pleasure palace that was Pinkie’s pussy.

“Oh~! You’re gonna really knock me up this time, huh?” Pinkie giggled through her pleasure and bit her lip as she traced the bulge of Rora’s dick through her abdomen. The fact we could see it distending her otherwise invisible vagina and trying to enter her womb was so hot. That her vagina stretched around and along Rora’s dick like a condom was even hotter as it pressed up into her chest cavity. “Unf, so deep this time. Mm~ I can almost taste it!”

“Oof, you didn’t do this before. Why the foreplay?” Rora asked as she gyrated and twisted her stick staff in Pinkie’s slit, causing the air-filled mare to moan and twist her hips the opposite way while Kala stroked my tail and I stroked her cock.

“Because I want tonight to be special. I don’t want us to just blow me up and I’m done for the night. I want us to drag this out, like a marathon party so hardcore you don’t sleep until you drop from exhaustion.” Pinkie gasped and wrapped her legs around Rora’s waist to pull her even deeper, Rora’s penis was almost at her neck now. “That said, I don’t have the same-nuegh!”

Pinkie came quick and cute, her body practically thrumming from her pleasure and Rora yelped when a snapping sound was heard followed by her grunting and pumping cum into Pinkie. Seeing it through her translucent shiny pink exterior was incredible. Past Pinkie’s vagina, her body was just hollow. Rora’s cum inflated her, but Pinkie pushed the air out, replacing it with the cum.

Soon there was a living pink blow-up-doll condom named Pinkie Pie laying on the bed, only looking slightly chubbier before her abdomen flattened and put more mass in her ass, thighs and breasts. She sloshed with every movement and was gratuitously groping her overinflated basketball boobs in pleasure. “M-more! If I’m gonna be pregnant, I want it from all of you!”

“Fuck yeah!” Kala hurried into position with Rora pulling out and looking surprisingly drained. She shrugged at me with astonishment while Kala rammed into Pinkie’s sodden quim. “Hot shit! What have you been practicing with to do that with your cock-sleeve?”

“Ahn! A table leg~!” Pinkie admitted and panted and squealed, cumming quickly. Another snap, Kala hissed in surprise and soon she too was cumming! Holy cow! How is Pinkie milking them so fast? “Nyah~! Shimmy! You too!”

I gulped and approached as Kala fell back, looking down at herself in confusion. Pinkie didn’t inflate so much as get bigger all around. She was maybe almost twice my height now. I looked at my tail and wondered if I would be enough for this mare, so I rubbed my collar, a tool I otherwise didn’t need thanks to my chaos magic. I focused and snapped my fingers.

Now both Pinkie and I were ten feet tall and I wiggled my tail tip in her face. “Are you sure? If I’m this big, then I’m going to have a lot of cum, even if you somehow make me fire off so fast.”

“Yes! Fill me up!” Pinkie gushed and used her hands to pull her pussy open. Not a drop of semen escaped her thirsty body and I plunged my tail into her incredible honeypot. “Guh~! Yes~!” Pinkie wailed since unlike Rora and Kala, my tail was prehensile. I thrashed inside of her elastic vagina, gave her no mercy, driving her through barricades of orgasms to plunge into-.

*Snap!* “Guh~! Ah! Ahn~!” I blacked out, I was out of breath, I couldn’t think beyond the glorious rapture as my body spasmed and pumped an absolute deluge of seed through my tail. I collapsed forward, my tail still pumping as I shuddered and twitched against the swelling hot bubble of cum that was my new wife, our new wife.

At some point, Pinkie ceased to maintain her shape and was a giant balloon of our pooled seminal fluids. The pink-tinged bubble of sperm-filled fluid had taken up the whole bed and back wall of the bedroom, the only evidence of it ever having been Pinkie Pie was the convulsing cunt trying to milk my tail. “Guh~!” Kala and Rora chorused before spraying cum all over Pinkie’s hot throbbing sides, which absorbed their seed and she swelled further!

“Oh my goddesses~!” Katinra wailed and orgasmed for what looked to be the dozenth time from all the milk and fem-cum drenching her chair from jilling herself like mad from the show. “She just demolished you girls! You stood no chance!”

“I’d say that hurts my pride, but I have no shame in knowing she can make us cum on a trigger somehow.” Kala huffed and I shared nods with Rora as I pulled my tail from Pinkie’s hungry quim, which drooled and winked when I pulled my tail out.

“Still though, did we get a Navel Pearl and Nipple Studs ready for her? You said once she got pregnant her body would form separate chambers for the womb and breast milk. She’ll need them to get down to size like us.” Rora brought up and Kala gave a thumbs up. “Lets get them on.”

“Actually~. Pinkie asked me not to. Not yet. She wants to be a giant immoble condom full of our cum for a night.” Kala grunted in arousal and the rest of us joined her. “Also, she’s our bed for tonight. I’m only wearing smooth piercings and I trimmed my claws with rubber caps on my horns. C’mon babe, let’s get you smoothed up for Pinkie!” I eagerly followed Kala, prepared to sleep...or maybe fuck some more, on top of Pinkie’s hot waterbed body.