Pirate Bebop

Ch.26

“Unf, careful.” Visilia Themis huffed as she waddled out of the Time Chamber in her last week of pregnancy. “Just because this is the first time in ages and I’ve unbirthed two people is no reason to forget how shifting too fast is unpleasant when as big as I am right now.” Visi chided her attendant as her massive hall-filling belly preceded her with a repulsor harness on her underbelly so she could move through the halls.

“Sorry, my queen. It is just so exciting to see you full of foals once more. Your children and grandchildren and so-forth have clearly been wanting more siblings for centuries.” The Scinox helping her navigate her robe-covered fecund form apologized. The only reason she was this preposterously huge was because of her own pride. She loved flaunting her pregnant beauty when she could and this was the first opportunity in said centuries to do so.

“I know, I know. I’m just lucky my father hasn’t been prodding me too. He clearly wishes for another child to sit on his knee and regale with the Old Tales.” Visi smiled beautifully before slapping her sides. “Well, he’s going to have many children to get that out of his system with.” Among the Argentines, as a whole, Visi has held the pride of being the most fertile mare in all of Devorak. Thanks to Wiatr, her already impressive libido turned into legend. If not for the role being in limbo, she would be the Goddess of Fertility of Devorak.

Not that she’d ever tell Urta, Wiatr or Penny! She’d be thrown down a flight of stairs made of ecstasy into becoming the same kind of goddess and then she’d never get anything done! “My queen, as for your Belly Pets, are they going to remain within and aid you in the birth?” The question made Visi come out of her daydream of being frequently pregnant and realize she almost bumped into a corner she was rounding. Oops.

“I believe so. My new mate is one of them and she’s been docile this entire time. Contacting Vinnie has revealed that Silver has been in a content self-induced coma this entire time. Vinnie is going to be helping me with the birth.” Visi said after getting a quick IM on her omni-tool from the Jolteon-like woman. Seriously, how have they not realized how much like that pokemon she is? They should probably try to get in contact with a pokemon world, they sound fun.

“Very well. We have arrived.” The announcement was appreciated since Visi couldn’t see over her trio of glorious orbs at the moment and she heard the doors open.

“Oh, ho, ho! So, this is the pleasant surprise you said you had in store.” Visilia’s father, King Hydrax, said from his place at the long dining table, which was filled with the Palace’s maintenance crew that work in this section having their lunches since their schedules meant they couldn’t have dinner right now instead. They always were pragmatic, so simply having their employees eat in the dining halls made sense. “I told you making amends with your wives would turn out to better your mood.”

“Father…” Visi pouted at her father’s passive-aggressive fatherly nagging. While he didn’t approve of how the Empire did things, he always passively disapproved of how Visilia decided to handle her relationship with the wives involved in said government. “I haven’t fully done that. It’s just Eris right now and she’s not even a wife, more of a pesky intruder who keeps pushing buttons.” Visi huffed as she willed her big Bs to shrink to being flat and less engorged. She’d made her entrance and now it was time to sit next to her father for dinner.

“Then it’s someone new. Who are the new prospective family members?” Hydrax casually questioned while swishing his glass of wine around. Her father was a handsome and built specimen of a stallion, but thanks to their relationship of her being his daughter, she was able to see past that at the silly motion as it was after being told he seemed like Lord Dracula. The Dark Lord of Castlevania may be a monster, but he had class and disturbing philosophical points.

“Luster Dawn, who you may remember those few times she visited as a filly. Rivala, one of Wiatr’s many adrift wish-granting slime fairies. Then there’s the really new one.” Visilia rubbed her flat stomach with a soft smile. “Jane Silver, the Goddess of Freedom.” That got some of the nearby conversation to halt and ears perked towards her. “Keep eating, mind your business.”

“Freedom, you say. Anywhere near as powerful as Freedom himself?” Hydrax asked with notable interest and Visilia shook her head.

“Not as of yet, no, but her Aspect has manifested rather powerfully already, guiding her in ways to act, to consider, to achieve her beliefs of Freedom. For instance: she assassinated the head of a prominent slaving ring, then promptly Surprise Adopted an orphan not ten minutes later.” Visilia snorted before serving herself some pineapple rice. She had a major craving just now.

“Decisive and with a good heart. She sounds like my kind of friend.” Hydrax hummed in approval before gesturing at Visi. “I assume she’s the one within you?”

“With Vinnie, yes. Having a Belly Pet is surprisingly soothing. The Womb Wards are one thing I regret we didn’t fully embrace from the Empire.” Sadly, that was a good idea that Visilia for the longest time was uncomfortable with. She only wanted someone in there either for fun or if it was an emergency, not full-time around the clock maintenance, hosting a town inside of her. At least, until she began wondering how nice it would feel, but that ship sailed and hasn’t returned.

“Oh? Are you considering taking that final, dangerous step into your own divinity?” Hydrax raised an eyebrow and Visilia sputtered with a shake of her hands in protest.

“N-no! I would never! I’d be so obsessed I’d never get anything done! Wiatr, Urta and Penny may have worked around it, but…” Visi didn’t have faith in her own self control. When she lost it, she lost it and it took effort to climb back to a stable state of mind. She found this out early in her relationships, not just because of Corruption’s insidious effects, but because of her carnal nature. “I can’t. I can’t or we’d pay dearly for it.”

“I don’t know, dear. You seem to forget you have so many supporting roles around you that more time off wouldn’t hurt. Besides, you’re basically retired like I nearly am already.” Hydrax sighed and looked down the table at his happy subjects. “Remember, dear. We’re old. Sometimes, you need a change of pace. I’m not advocating we stop reclaiming our lost ground, but at least take time for yourself. I’ve recently taken to reading again.”

“Right, well, we’ll have to look after more chaos spawn due to Eris being pregnant with my offspring.” Visalia said with a bit of sheepishness and her father rolled his eyes.

“I’d complain, but life has gotten dull without some Chaos in the mix that's off the battlefields. Now then, it’s late, I’m tired, I have a few chapters I want to read before bed.” Hydrax finished his wine and clapped his hands loudly for attention. “Everyone, I am off to bed. Good night, I wish you an uneventful and fulfilling rest of your shift in my home.”

“Good night, Your Highness!” The employees chorused and her father patted her shoulder on his way out of the dining hall.

Visi rubbed her stomach and took her father’s input to heart like always. Maybe...maybe she could finally slow down? Stop running towards the next battlefield? As much as she enjoyed fighting, she’d grown bored of it after so many thousands of years. She’s not like Brennie, who could find almost any kind of combat fun in any amount of frequency, yet even she was clearly vying to potentially snag the Fertility Aspect with how much she loves making babies.

This caused a worrying spike of Jealousy in Visi and she worried she might actually be upset with Brennie for taking something she apparently very much wanted for herself. She’d talk to Brennie in the morning. Right now, she wanted some pineapple-infused rice!

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“I don’t get how you don’t seem to be progressing.” Brennie said to Luster as they walked the halls towards the breakfast hall of the Palace. Luster was in the same early stage of pregnancy she was when they came to Devorak. She had a slurry of primordial soup in her womb that Rivala reported was like slime, yet not like slime, that was clearly alive.

“I’m a Zerg. Nobody really knows how Zergs work despite centuries of constant study. Maybe I have to form the ooze manually? Remember that Zerg used to be a near-mindless spawning species with a networked Overmind before Kerrigan got involved. Maybe I have to craft my babies?” Luster uneasily asked/said and Brennie hummed in consideration before they entered the room.

“Good morning, Brennie.” King Hydrax was at the head of the table, wide awake like the early bird he was. “Ah, young Luster Dawn. It is good to see you’ve survived the Fall when you were not found within Paradise.” He stood and opened his arms to allow the Zerg mare to hurry to him for a hug.

“Uncle Hydrax. So good to see you’re well.” Luster nuzzled his chest due to the height difference and then took a seat next to him while Brennie sat next to her, leaving the other side of Hydrax open. “I’d love to talk about your government’s policies and other social science matters, but I don’t want to spoil breakfast.”

“You may have your sire’s brains, but at least you have your mother’s pragmatism.” King Hydrax stated as he took a bite of baked meat-mushroom, one of the crops that came from the Empire.

“Are you confirming that Kerrigan and Twilight Sparkle are my parents?” Luster sharply and eagerly questioned, causing Hydrax to pause and gently set his fork down before he clenched his hands together so tightly his powerful flesh creaked.

“They...never...Brennie, dear. Remind me to bitch-slap those two idiots the next I see them.” Hydrax intoned darkly and Brennie nodded firmly.

“We could do it.” Two new chaos noodles said when they appeared on Brennie’s shoulders.

“Hermais, Dongo? How?” Brennie asked as they wrapped themselves around her body.

“Your world has Eris. Other than that blasted seal in our own world, we are always able to find our sibling.” Hermais answered before she looked at Luster. “I told your sire to not keep it a secret, but she didn’t listen to me.”

“I see.” Luster said, quickly recovering from the other two-thirds of the Trinity appearing.

“We still can’t get into our universe due to the seal, but we can come here.” Dongo said, looking frustrated and depressed. “Space is my aspect and I’m stuck in Paradise while worlds I helped craft are destroyed.”

“Aw, poor thing~.” Brennie crooned as she hugged Dongo and gave him pets. “Don’t worry, things will be different.”

“Yes, things will be different. We shouldn’t have assumed Paradise was safe from discovery. When we bring Harmonia back to our universe from Paradise, we’ll occupy Ark Harmonia to protect it, considering the place is large enough to sustain the populations of a dozen garden worlds.” Dongo declared and Brennie smooched the head of the fluffy serpent.

“Good, it was your lack of defenses that led to this. At least you learned from it instead of being wiped out...so far. You do realize I’m going to forbid you from returning to Paradise, right?” This made the two serpents wilt. “No, bad. You’re trapped there, at least here, should the worst happen, you two won’t be claimed by whatever superweapon the UnSC has their hands on.”

“As annoying as your kin tends to be, I am in agreement.” King Hydrax stated before the doors opened and in came the glorious hyper-preggo belly of Visilia Themis, draped in the black and gold of her preferred maternity robe. “Ah, good morning, daughter.” The serpents cooed in arousal and Brennie gulped her surge of desire down as the seven-foot-wide belly squeezed through the double doors with directional aid from a Scinox.

“Good morning, father.” Visi’s voice pleasantly said from around the beautiful belly and boobs before they were suddenly at Visilia’s normal size and she perked up brightly at the sight of Brennie. “Good morning, darling.” She eagerly approached and kissed her wife before gently tapping the two serpents on the heads with an index finger. “Naughty noodles, are you trying to knock up my wife again?”

“V-Visi!” Brennie sputtered in fluster as the serpents and her wife snickered while the demonic alicorn mare rounded the table, smooched her father’s cheek, then sat opposite from Brennie next to Hydrax. “A-ahem. I see you’re wearing your pregnancy beautifully as always.” Brennie complimented before reaching for the nearby serving bowl of cereal. It had nuts, so that was protein covered too.

“Thank you.” Visilia beamed so beautifully that Brennie felt her heart/pump try to beat out of her sternum. “I actually have a question to ask in that line of thinking.” Visilia nervously combed her mane with her fingers and Brennie looked around for the milk, but gestured for her to go on. “W-would you think of me less...if I became our universe’s Goddess of Fertility?”

“What brought this up?” Brennie blinked in confusion.

“Brennie...I know you love being pregnant. I know you love making new life, so does Vinnie. However, neither of you ever bothered to claim our realm’s Aspect of Fertility. You two have had far more children than me, yet you don’t take the role. I’ve been...thinking, lately. The lack of duties I’ve had has left me realizing that I'm...tired. I want to focus on something besides fighting. Also, Devorak hasn’t expanded in forever due to the infighting we’re only now getting done with…” Visi gulped and licked her dry lips as she wrung her fingers together nervously.

“Oh...shit. Well, okay, I’m on board with making you our universe’s Goddess of Fertility.” Brennie said with a slight twinge of disappointment, not over Visi wanting it, but over her never even considering going for it. She had enough Aspects as it was, anyway.

“J-just realize that I will definitely go overboard. You know me. I know me. I’ll lose my mind to the pleasure and-.” Brennie reached across the table and pressed a finger to Visi’s lips.

“Visi. I’ve done that too. I hate to say it, but when your body is so overloaded with sensation, it’s natural to go at least a little crazy.” Brennie insisted firmly, only for her shoulder serpents to snicker and pat Brennie’s head.

“Pfft, a little? More like a lot. Besides, crazy is just what others classify your mental state. We think it's hot, you get all dominant or submissive.” Dongo chuckled before poking her head. “Besides, bro or sis could just rework some of your brain to help you stay in the right mind.”

“And there’s also the fact you noodly fucks kept telling Vinnie and I that we can’t obtain Fertility.” Brennie pointed out as the two noodles flinched from her accusation.

“We never said you can’t, just that you shouldn’t. Your bodies have reached a synergy that getting another Aspect that conflicts with your current ones could make you really fucking sick for a long damn time.” Hermais countered with a hug of the sexy bitch’s face. “We care about you, we don’t want you to hurt yourself. As for Visi? Well, she’s perfect for it after all this time.”

“Considering how many grandchildren I have, I can certainly reinforce that statement.” King Hydrax said with a gentle smile before the doors opened and more of the Palace’s inhabitants made their way inside. “Speak of the Devil and he shall appear, by blood or not.”

“Gah, so much paperwork.” Marcus, Brennie and Willow’s firstborn son, groaned when he entered. The strapping dracowolf/fox lad had several scars visible on his face and head that he wore as proudly as his military uniform decorated with embroidered honors because wasting metal on medals was stupid and frustrating for the person they were bestowed upon.

“Good morning my son!” Brennie eagerly said, her tail wagging happily. She rarely got to see her eldest, as busy as he was with being one of the highest generals of the Argentine military. It wasn’t nepotism either, because he stopped Hell personally a couple of times without her and her siblings. The Dracofox/wolf was perhaps even on par with the DOOM Marines.

“Oh, Fama!” Marcus approached in a hurry and hugged his sire. “It is so good to see you off of the battlefield for once.” The handsome battle scarred man looked between his family members. “I get the feeling I’m intruding on something important, is it alright if I’m involved?”

“Yes, son.” Visilia said with a warm smile. He may not be of her blood, but Marcus was what helped start her incredible polyamorous marriage by giving Brennie and Willow something to bond over besides mutual attraction. She also considered him and all of his non-blood siblings her own children by extension, not just because of the marital reasons. She was so proud.

“You think you have paperwork? I’m running this country.” Rex, Brennie and Visilia’s firstborn snarled before shooing away his servants. “I’m eating, let me enjoy some personal time. I’ll get to that once I’m done.” He was a spitting image of his grandfather, only with his mane taking on a mixture of black and scarlet as he grew older. “It is rare to see so many of us together, what is the occasion?” He sat in the chair next to Hydrax and hugged his grandfather.

“Your mother is considering becoming the Goddess of Fertility.” Brennie flat-out told him much to Visilia’s fluster. It was one thing for this topic to be broached to non-blood, but to have her own blood son, borne from her loins, brought in on such a thing felt so embarrassing!

“Oh! Wonderful! We could use someone like that. It was only thanks to Wiatr, Urta and later Penny that the Empire expanded so much, so fast. We don’t want to expand that fast, but we simply don’t have the numbers to start sending out colony ships. Would you assist in that, Mother?” Rex’s casual acceptance of the topic and even taking it into consideration for future plans made Visi both proud and antsy.

“There’s also the fact that we must partake in the politics of other galaxies. The reason why the Empire fell was because we left them to their own.” Brennie added, much to her son’s shock.

“I thought you gave them some advice to prevent that from happening?” Marcus questioned.

“Yes, Marcus, I did. It wasn’t enough. We distanced ourselves too much and because of that, the Empire distrusted their rulers for not involving us more when we were clearly a superior nation.” Brennie replied in irritation.

“Mother. When I was young and did not fully appreciate the difficulty of ruling a nation, let alone one as grand and sprawling as our own, I had no issue with this state of affairs. Now you’re telling me that because of it, my Aunt Wiatr and all my other aunts and uncles are suffering from our neglect?” Rex imperiously questioned his mother and Brennie felt a mixture of anger from being talked to like that by her own son, yet it was tempered with a bit of shame.

“Yes. We’re going to save them, but there’s nothing that can be done more directly. The only reason we were able to even go to their dimension past the two way seal, was because of Silver.” Brennie gestured at Visilia, who blushed at remembering their new mate was in her wife’s womb inside her own womb. “She’s their new Goddess of Freedom and even before ascension, could unlock barriers restricting her.”

“Then see if you can’t get her to open that side of the seal, I’m ordering this side to be undone. Here I was hoping to start expanding the Alliance, but our oldest allies are in shambles due to our neglect. How can we call ourselves Allies if we abandon them so thoroughly? I had thought this was merely a retreat action, not exile.” Rex rubbed his snout. “Grandfather, permission to explain to my family just how stupid they’ve been?”

“Grandson, you don’t need to ask me, just do it. I’m tired of watching their three-ring dog and pony show of avoiding their own families.” King Hydrax grumbled disapprovingly.

“Remember Rex; at your own risk.” Marcus reminded him as Brennie got her shotgun out.

“Oh, none of that. Put your toy away.” Rex’s eyes flashed and suddenly Brennie was stripped naked and her gun was gone. “Remember whose domain you’re in. Sit down and shut up.”

“...If I wasn’t so damn proud of you, I’d try to bend you over my knee…” Brennie groused.