New Legacy

Ch.56

She didn’t know how long she was flying, but by the time she realized she was flying, Nasuada was exhausted. She weakly glided down into the rolling plains of the empire and performed a crash landing that was half instinctual and half panic. After rolling through the tall grasses several times, the pregnant zebra mare, or what was a horned and winged zebra?

An issue for later. Nasuada clutched her stolen prize to her bosom and rubbed her belly with a groan as it and her foals roared in hunger at her. Nasuada whimpered and came to the realization she didn’t have food...unless she was desperate, which she was. Nasuada turned her head and bit into the tall grass, resorting to the most basic and readily available food an equine could consume.

It was humiliating. Not even poor farmers would eat grass if they could help it, but she was hungry and her foals needed food! The social stigma was barely an afterthought when she started grazing, munching down the plant fibers and swallowing as fast as she could. It seemed to be an hour or so by her hunger-fogged mind when she could think past her stomach and she’d consumed several feet of tall grass in a line.

Her belly gurgled and churned appreciatively while it also distended a good bit from the dense foliage she’d consumed. Urp, the other reason it was demeaning to consume grass. The gas. She’d be bloated for days just from this even if she didn’t eat more, which she knew would be in her future without civilization.

She then thought of other things, like this beacon in her mind of where Murtagh was and why she could see her potential Love when Cadence couldn’t feel her husband. Then she looked at the prize she’d accidentally stolen and gasped at the gorgeous large Crystal Heart in her hands. This was what Cady had told her about! This was the power Sombra had been trying to subvert!

Now it was in her hands, in the middle of nowhere, with her reduced to a grass-grazing beast of prey like a sheep or feral bovine. Nasuada clutched it to her milk-laden bosom and looked northwest in determination. She was going to find her mate and marry him. She would achieve what Cadence failed. She would unlock the Heart as the Rightful Queen of Broddring the moment she wed someone she Loved without regard for his curses, his past, his oaths.

Cadence loved Shining Armor, but he was damaged, broken. He couldn’t be her King. Murtagh, despite seeming broken, was not. Nasuada would find him. She had to. She got up and spread her wings, flying northwest, following the beacon in her mind and the admittedly guilty twinge of anticipation in her loins. Gosh she needed him to lay her again…

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“Sister, I’m feeling quite horny. Would you kneel between my legs please?” Luna said with a lick of her lips before Rora’s presence suddenly appeared on the deck of the ship. “Curses, we have company.” Luna mewled and Celestia pouted as she got out from under the desk moments before Rora-oh. Rora was currently fused with Shimmer. Hm… “Shimora, good to see you.”

“We’re not-ugh, I am Rora. Shimmer’s letting me Ride her body right now.” Rora huffed and then her demeanor completely changed with a sheepish smile. “Well, technically we’re one person right now.” Then back. “None of this nonsense. Kala warned me about fusion and personality melding, we’re not doing that. We’re one, but separate.” “Fine, but we’re dead sexy bitches.”

“Okay then.” Luna said as she rubbed her cock. She was still horny and annoyed at having her time with her sister interrupted. “So, why are you here?”

“Are you okay?” Rora asked as she looked at Celestia, who was staring at her sister's fantastic smelling cock. “Oo~! We interrupted them doing the nasty! Can we join them for a moment?” “No!” “Please~?” “No.” “Grr, fine. How about you tell us how to find Cadence and we leave?”

“I wouldn’t mind.” Luna chuckled moving the desk with magic and letting her musk hit them. One thing Luna noticed was her Chaotic state made her musk hypnotic, at least if she let it be. Celestia liked it for blowjobs, but didn’t during intercourse. Well, unless she was asking to be pumped full like a condom, then she adored the hypnotic part making it even better.

“I do. Sister, they’re going to go after Cadence. This is our opportunity to actually help our fellow alicorn.” Celestia protested and blushed brightly as Luna rolled her eyes with a smirk.

“We’re already heading in that direction. We just need to order it.” Luna voiced as the two got wet with just her scent. This hypnosis is great if agreed to beforehand. “Just so you know, Rora, my musk can be hypnotic. After three minutes you’ll want to do anything to please me, but be able to say no if I go too far.”

“Unf, Rora~...” “I know...it smells so good…” Rora licked her lips and the horned draconequus’ sceathered wings stiffened as she rubbed her lower abdomen and snarled before snapping her fingers, stowing her armor away. Goodness she is muscular. “Fine, if you’re going to leave the army group and head towards Cadence then I’ll indulge in my more feminine desires.”

“Sister, can you relay the orders quickly while these two get a closer look at my groin?” Luna purred and Celestia nodded energetically before hurrying to the door and leaving. “Come my friend, get used to your queen’s member. You’ll have my foals like my sister.”

“No~...maybe…” They, for she wasn’t sure who it was, mewled and then got on her knees to start taking in deep whiffs of Luna’s hermhood and even began licking her coconut-sized black-blue sperm factories.

“It would please your queen.” Luna cooed as she grabbed the addled girl’s head and smothered her nose in her heavy churning balls that were already primed from being used to sexing her sister around this time. “I’m ready to make them already~.” She cooed, magically fingering the fused female while idly wondering why they weren’t a herm when fused.

“I s-serve no single q-queen…” Rora, for she was the defiant one, moaned between licks. “Oh gosh, yes my queen.” Shimmer whimpered and licked more fervently, even groping and kneading her nuts which made Luna groan and her balls bloated a bit more from the stimulation.

“I don’t expect you to. You serve all, give us eggs and innovations.” Luna groaned as she cranked her musk up a bit more, adding chocolate to the scent.

“Mm~...” Their eyes glazed and they kissed her emerging glans, immediately taking Luna’s erecting dick down their throat and dully sucking and gulping on her as they continued to worship her gurgling nuts with their hands.

“G-good Rider.” Luna huffed, petting their head as she let them get her all primed to breed their womb. “Ah, I think your Queen has a breeding fetish.” Luna crooned and then furrowed her brows when Shimora’s tail slithered up her thighs. She moaned when it penetrated her pussy behind her scrotum and she groaned in pleasure. “Unf, that’s an, ah, incredible way to use your tail~.”

They were too busy mindlessly sucking her dick to say anything on the matter and Luna cringed, realizing with how quickly they were working her over, she’d blow her load down Shimora’s gullet instead of into her womb like she wanted. It wasn’t so bad though, there was always another time.

“Mrr, drink it. I’ll breed you another time.” Luna panted and thrust into Shimora’s throat. She stilled when her body began convulsing and the hypnotized dragoness gulped down her deluge of seed. However, then Luna felt the tail that was shoved up her snatch and penetrating her uterus start pulsing in kind. It wasn’t until she felt the splash of incredible heat in her core that sent her screaming into another orgasm that she realized she’d fallen into a trap.

She said she had a breeding fetish~. Shimora just acted on it~! Luna moaned after her intense climaxes died down and she spasmed as she rubbed her inflating womb with a pleased expression.

“Clever girl.” Luna moaned and lifted the Rider’s head off of her half-hard phallus and pulled her up for a deep kiss. She was in the middle of wondering if she had time for another round before her Sister walked in. “Unf, I’m getting filled up and it’s making me hornier. Want to help me more?” Luna was a bit surprised at how shocked her sister was. Did she forget that her twin sister was also a mare?

“Yes, sister, in which one?” Celestia asked a bit on the back hoof.

“I want the Rider.” Luna moaned and rubbed her rounding belly as her dick resheathed. “Would you mind getting me hard again? Hear that? Your Queen wants you~.”

“Actually, sister, I have something else in mind.” Celestia huffed and yanked Shimora’s tail from her pussy, causing Luna to yelp. “I wanted to surprise you, but here you go ruining it!” Celestia lifted up her dress and Luna gawked at the throbbing mast of pink flesh and fecund balls resting against her sister’s thighs.

“Oh yes, please!” Luna cheered, more eager for her sister as her cock sprung right out from how turned on at her sister she was. She snapped her fingers and her belly sloshed loudly. “Use that beautiful breeding pole to impregnate me! I just removed all of the sperm from the Rider’s cum, so you’re clear to sire more of our foals, sister!” Luna’s blue and silver swirly eyes spun rapidly, almost as quickly as the still docile Shimora’s beautiful gray and pearl swirly orbs.

“Good!” Celestia smirked before she lifted her sister’s legs high and thrust in. Luna whinnied bestially in pleasure before she got her mind back enough to magically levitate Shimora above her throbbing tumescence.

“I’m going to be bred and breed someone at the same time.” Luna panted and was so turned on her face was as red as a tomato when she lowered the rider down her equine pillar with surprising ease. Did Shimora’s natural lube smell like coconut?

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We came to our senses with our vagina stuffed full of a huge penis and our belly swelled out. Our fecund womb was pressed against another equally large belly. Rora groaned when she looked behind us to see Celestia making breakfast before she looked down at Luna’s sleeping form. “Too bad for your fetish. We prepped that contraceptive spell when you started hypnotizing us.” Rora smirked victoriously and I inwardly giggled.

We’re full of tapioca pudding like when mom lost control and tried to breed me. I had a feeling something like that was going to happen here, so I cast the same spell when we banished Rora’s armor to her storage. A Scion of Chaos Luna may be, but I’m the Goddess of it here.

“You might want to keep checking Shimora. We took turns on you.” Celestia informed us as she flipped pancakes with her magic.

“So that’s why we’re bigger than Luna. Tapioca pudding. That’s all that’s in me.” I slapped our inflated sides and giggled outwardly this time.

“Ah, clever to be sure.” Celestia said before she pulled Luna out of us and then shoved her muzzle into our pussy, where the drowsy night princess began eating us out. Literally. Mm~! “I wasn’t aware that you had pudding in Alagaesia.” Celestia conversationally said as she went back to making food while we moaned and panted when her sister woke up and began to intently munch our muffin instead of passively do so in a fucked-out afterglow.

“We don’t~!” We squeaked and came, gasping for breath and groaning as Luna continued eating us out. Oh Gods. “It’s part of our Chaos magic~!” We then realized we were speaking in unison! No! Bad! Oo~ Luna’s very good with her tongue~!

“It's good to know Shimora, that even without this world being aware of things that you can create such fantastical things. Luna has been doing much the same so I wondered if it was unique to Discord or if it was shared.” Celestia continued as we were assaulted by Luna’s incredible tongue and sucking power as she literally began sucking pudding out of us.

“Ahn~! We’re not Shimora~!” Although it is a very sexy name! Rora even agrees with me.

“While you’re fused, it would be so much easier to just refer to you by a fused name. Isn’t it simply practical? Like a nickname.” Celestia began plating up a hearty breakfast for two and brought it to the table. “I have yours here, Shimora. I’m willing to bet that by the time Lulu is done with you, she’ll be so full she’d be sick if Discord didn’t protect her from such a thing.”

“Unf, fine! We give up, just make her stahp~!” We wailed and spasmed in orgasm again.

“No, I think I’ll let Lulu exact her vengeance for being tricked into thinking she’d get to breed you.” Celestia smiled mischievously and We squeaked in another convulsing orgasm as the ship led it’s fleet away from the army it’d been following for over a month now.

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Murtagh was unsettled. His Oath was...mixed. He was compelled to continue onward, yet also he had this odd niggling feeling to fly to Urû'baen that was scattered, as if something was interfering with his master’s call to him. “Murtagh, don’t think too much about it. With all of the shenanigans that Shimmer has caused, it isn’t beyond reason to think the Varden hasn’t come up with something after they broke Shining Armor’s Oath.”

Wasn’t that a bitter pill to swallow? The enemy could save him, but the moment Sombra realized the Varden had a means to free his slaves, he layered on compulsions and commands on Murtagh and Thorn to keep them away from the Varden and his rival Riders at all costs. Sombra couldn’t afford to lose Murtagh to them and change sides when faced with a united front from the rapidly budding New Order.

“Hail Rider!” Called a black robed female somehow standing on a lone mass of ice on the water. What is that? How is there a...what did his tutor call it...a glacier! What is a glacier doing so far south from the arctic? Better yet, how was a lone warg standing on it in the middle of the sea? “Would you offer this misfortunate gal a lift?!” Well...he wasn’t told not to help people, so much as not waste time. Swooping down and collecting her wouldn’t be a waste.

Thorn was of the same mind, so he dove down. It was when they got closer and at a better angle that Murtagh blushed and barely managed not to gape. This was no warg. The pumpkin-chested wolfess was nowhere near as scruffy and nearly twice again the height of the previously only known canine anthro species in Alagaesia.

Aside from her dark robe she wore proper warm looking fur-padded leather boots and gauntlets with fur headgear and a scarf. Were he not taken with Nasuada, he perhaps would have attempted to woo this warrior female who carried a fairly massive scythe, which was not a farming tool, like it was made of balsa wood. “Much thanks. I got the map wrong and ended up so far north I had to survive on walrus and seal meat the whole journey south.”

“How does one fail to read a map if they are using one? Is she illiterate?” Thorn questioned Murtagh privately in astonishment at such a catastrophic blunder. How long had this unusual beauty been traveling? Her whole circumstance already reeked of the sort of nonsense told in tavern legends.

“Well, we’re flying to Vroengard on business. If you are sure you wish to go to a cursed island full of dangerous warped creatures and more dangerous cursed magic, then you’re free to come.” Murtagh wasn’t surprised when the odd female jumped straight up onto the saddle without slipping on the ice of the glacier and plopped right behind him. He was surprised when she smished her bosom against his wings and wrapped a hand around his waist.

“Alright! I’ve been stuck riding this glacier for a week! Let's go!” The female cheered and at a wordless prompt, Thorn snorted smoke and took off. “I’m Alberta, what’s your name, handsome?” Murtagh felt amused pride that despite how rough he must look from all the frantic work he’d been doing for Sombra that a female would openly call him handsome.

“Murtagh.” He didn’t have reason to say more and he heard Alberta hum before smoothly using a loop in the saddle to stow her combat scythe and then properly wrapped both arms around his waist and looped her ankles in straps indeed meant for such. She was suspiciously adept at this. “Do you ride often?”

“Yeah, but what I ride isn’t anything like this handsome guy. All business and no pleasure I swear.” Alberta huffed and Murtagh felt puzzled. She clearly isn’t from Alagaesia, what beasts of burden to they ride where she’s from then? Bullboars are anything besides all business. If anything they’re hedonistic creatures of pleasure you had to bribe and train for business.

“Hmph, she likely doesn’t even know I’m a sentient person and she still calls me handsome. I think her standards are a bit skewed.” Thorn privately joked and Murtagh rolled his eyes. The off-handed snipe at Murtagh being comparable to a beast of burden in Alberta’s tastes was fairly amusing.

The flight was quiet for a long while. It seemed Alberta either enjoyed peace or she was marveling at flying. She wasn’t however. The wolf was essentially almost passively bored, as if flying was just another part of life and she was just relishing in the peaceful moment. “So. What do you do, Alberta? Where are you from? You’re an interesting person and quite mysterious.”

“I work for the government back home as a champion of the people. In a past life I hunted down the gods to preserve life and now with things so calm I kinda just bum around until one of the new gods gives me a task to do. I can’t really do day jobs with paperwork if half my skills are based on destroying risks to the people. Also, I’d probably turn paper into a lethal weapon and kill the annoying functionary in the office next to me from going Hollow out of despair. Office jobs are soul crushing.” Alberta replied without hesitation and Murtagh couldn’t believe her.

So he delved into her mind. It was completely unprotected and open, but fractured. It was like this wolfess had her mind shattered multiple times and then pieced poorly back together each time. The things he saw would have horrified him had he not already been tortured by Sombra.

Her mind told of battles of epic proportions with entities that could only be gods. Battles through hordes of undead monstrosities. Slaughtering legions of all sorts of species both anthro, non-anthro and more. He would be terrified if he didn’t see her core, that of a simple gal just wanting to live life freely and weighed down by a sense of duty and gratitude.

He saw a beautiful cat anthro who was certainly not a werecat with preposterously large breasts that put Alberta’s to shame. This female filled Alberta with both great Love and Loss. A dead lover? Wife. He peered through her whole existence and saw even more. Traveling the ether in ships of metal, wars within it, finding other worlds suspended in it.

This poor wolfess had experienced eons through her immortal life. She’d both experienced joys that few mortals were lucky to experience, yet agony that no mortal could withstand. She’d died countless times and through her Undead Curse rose again. Each one caused those fractures, those breaks in her memory. They were strongest at the start and eventually came so spaced apart they were almost inconsequential.

“Murtagh, this female. She can kill us with a single uttered word, yet clearly she wouldn’t unless we gave her cause. We cannot ask her for help, but perhaps she will if we can get across that we are slaves.” Thorn suggested and Murtagh nodded.

“So, how about you two?” Alberta including Thorn didn’t surprise him this time.