Author's Notes:

Happy Birthday, to Me. *ravenously noms shrimp*
Happy Birthday, to Me. *rips meat out of crawfish*
Happy Birthday, dear GameJunkie. *dips crab in butter*
Happy Birthday, to Me.... *burps pieces of lobster*

Have some weird kinky clop, on me.

Ava started drawing the bath, glad to see the internal plumbing of the Wreck worked just fine as the spigot poured warm water steadily into the large ruby bathtub. “Go ahead and get Fen in the water while I figure out how this is going to go.”

“How what’s gonna go? Don’t I just stick my dick in his vag?” Fen asked, getting Jet to choke and sputter as he fumbled with her and managed to gently set her in the tub.

“Seaponies really are weird.” Jet blustered as he took his helmet off to reveal his mane was shaved down, and his eyes were hazel.

{Called the hazel eyes!} Lyra cheered childishly, and Ava rolled her eyes.

“How many times do I have to tell you males and females up here are different? Up here, once again I reiterate, the stallions have dicks, and the mares have vaginas.” Ava explained, humming as she looked at the suddenly blissed-out mare in the tub, who seemed to take to the warm water like it was a hot spa bath instead.

“Mmm~...how do ya surface ponies get the water so nice~?” Fenelia asked as she submerged under the deepening water, sighing the clean fresh water into her lungs, saying something that the two surfacers, of course, couldn’t hear since she said it into the water, and Jet turned it off once it was deep enough her whole body was submerged.

“So, while she’s distracted, want me to get us some rum?” Jet asked Ava as he pointed a thumb at the door.

“Naw, I’m a Goddess, I can’t really get drunk anymore off of normal alcohol. But as for you two, I can definitely get you plastered!” Ava gushed as she decided on what she was going to do to them, hefting her milky tits with sly glee, making Jet visibly nervous as Fenelia rose out of the tub, squirting water out of her gills much easier than when she came out of the ocean.

“Oi! I’m talkin’ to ya!” Fen indignantly demanded.

“Couldn’t hear ya babe. But enough talk, it’s time for you two to give me a show!” Ava beamed as she strode to the tub, and casually hefted Fen out of the water before she could protest, and swiftly moved her to the huge king-sized bed, and plopped her onto it, ignoring that she was getting it wet. “You, undress, now.” Ava demanded of Jet as she casually shrugged out of her robe and corset, getting Jet to gawk at her liquid-black hematite body. “Jaw OFF the floor, and armor ON the floor please.”

“W-what’s goin’-MMPH?!” Fen was interrupted by Ava’s left nipple being shoved into her mouth, and before she could try to resist, a gush of Ava’s heavenly lactate hit her tongue, and she moaned as she began to suckle, wrapping her hands around the basketball-sized breast to grope and knead it into gushing more into her mouth.

“Uh...wow….” Jet managed to get out as he finished carefully removing his ruby guard armor, and approached Ava’s right side, still wearing his breeches. “I’ve never seen anypony go at a mare’s milk that much.”

“You’re joining her. Mouth, tit, now.” Ava panted, her cheeks flushed as she enjoyed the feeling of Fen drinking, and even squirming between her thighs, the yellow mare’s tail rubbing her just right on the vulva.

“Not much room down th-.”

“NOW!” Ava demanded, her eyes glowing green, and suddenly Jet was more interested in listening to the obviously powerful mare than make complaints. He got on his knees next to the bed, laying his torso along it to grab her right breast, and made to drink from it. The moment he tasted her milk, he groaned, and couldn’t resist mirroring Fen’s worship of her breast and the milk it produced

“Oh~! This is incredible~....” Ava moaned, panting, gasping, and kissing Fen’s and Jet’s brows alternatingly, even biting their ears and groaning as she felt a boobgasm building. “Yes, oh gog yes! I’ve never properly-AH~!” Ava screamed out as she began to jerk uncontrollably, the most intense boobgasm she’d ever experienced, especially outside of masturbation or even milking, sending sparks through her vision and making her whole body go limp, her eyes rolled back as her tongue hung free.

“Mm...so-*burp*-good...but so full now….” Fen muttered as she stopped drinking, hands under Ava rubbing her bloated stomach. “Whoa...what...what’s goin’ on-*hic*-with the room? It’s all...wobbly….”

“Ugh~...I feel like I just did several shots of whiskey….” Jet groaned as he stopped drinking too, and blearily tried to sit up, only to end up falling backwards onto his back on the floor. “Holy...shit...that’s good stuff….”

“Thanks...I make it myself.” Ava preened, winking down at him as she recovered from her intense euphoric high like a pro. “But we’re not done. Or, rather, you two aren't~....” Ava grinned, getting up off of the drunk and confused Fen, and hefted Jet up onto the bed like he was a sack of potatoes, and tugged his breeches off of him, whistling at the size of his package. “Nice! Got a good one here!” Ava appraised as she grabbed one of his apple-sized testacles in her right hand and groped it, getting him to jerk his hips in surprise. “Nice, I don’t have much to do with these nice baby-batter makers to make them efficient at their job.”

“Whoa...what’re those?” Fen asked curiously, wavering about as she pushed herself up with her arms, looking at his balls in wonder.

“These, my fishy mare, are his sperm glands.” Ava informed, before reaching her fingers into Jet’s sheathe, and with a groan on his part, coaxed his huge 15 inch horsecock out, making Fenelia gawk in awe as Ava began stroking to keep him tumescent. “And this. Is a REAL stallion’s dick.” Ava leaned down, rolling her tongue around his flared glans, getting Jet to groan and then hiss as she clamped down with just her lips and gave a hard wet suck that made his hips jump, and she pulled back to let a string of precum connect her lips to his dick. “Instead of eggs, it delivers semen to the eggs in the female.”

“That...is so~ hawt….” Fen declared, her face getting more flush as her drunkenness set in along with her building arousal. “He’s even longer than me!”

“Yep, but if I’m right~....” Ava reached her left hand to Fen’s groin area, her right hand still stroking Jet to keep the stallion at full attention, and then with a moan on Fen’s part, coaxed her own bitch-breaking 12-inch girthy ovipositor out, stroking it in tandem with Jet’s to help compare. “You are easily much thicker. Which makes what I’m about to do. So. Very. Epic.”

“What’re you doing?” Jet asked as Ava beamed mischievously.

“Ah don’ care, jus’ keep doin’ tha’~....” Fenelia drunkenly slurred.

{DEAR LUNA! DO IT! OH HOLY SHIT! I did NOT think I would find this hot before! I regret all these years of strictly Filly Fooling!} Lyra gushed as Ava moved the two dicks towards each other. And then shoved the flare of Jet’s dick INSIDE of the opening of Fen’s ovipositor.

The two ponies whinnied in pleasured shock, both humping their groins forward, which acted to feed Jet’s cock deeper into Fen’s egg-tube. The two were so alight in pleasure, they turned to each other, and began sloppily making out as they forced their anatomies together, and Ava panted as she began to rub her winking clit and jam as many fingers into her pussy as she could to the show.

Things slowed down when Jet’s dick began to enter her abdomen, and then it picked up as Fen forced him, and her ovipositor, deeper inside. She slammed her body into him, forcing more and more of his dick into her, her tongue lolling out as she got on top of him, frantically ramming her body onto him. “DEAR GODS! THIS IS AMAZIN’~!”

“Holy shit! Seaponies can-FUCK~!” Jet neighed, and Ava shuddered and squirted from her nipples and pussy in her lighter orgasm as she watched him start to fill Fen’s little body with his seed, and the mare cried out in rapture as something her anatomy wasn’t usually supposed to do was stoked, and she rubbed her belly as it visibly paunched from Jet’s semen.

“Ah...ah...oh...oh no….” Fen realized what was happening as her magically drunken haze lifted, and sighed. “W-well...I guess this bachelorette needed a stallion anyway….” Fen grunted, her belly bloating more, rapidly, making her pant and whine, but only making Ava get off again at the sight.

“W-what’s going on?!” Jet asked in worry, watching the tiny mare’s belly blimp out atop him as lucidity returned to him as well.

“We k-kicked my ovaries i-into gear! We d-don’t usually-mmph-make fertile eggs unless we’re in heat, or being rutted...and damn, if I wasn’t just rutted right now, I don’t know what that was….” Fen groaned, her belly looking to term with a single foal. “G-gotta get home. Ya don’t got a womb, so I’ve gotta find a surrogate to lay my...our, eggs in.” She looked extremely worried, rubbing her belly. “If they start growin’ in there...m-mare’s aren’t meant to carry! W-what’s gonna happen if I don’t get em out right quick?” Fenelia began hyperventilating, and Ava placed a calming hand on one of her fair shoulders.

“Calm friend. They won’t take root. You’re surprisingly adaptable to surface ponies. You still need a surrogate, but they won’t try to latch onto something that can’t support them.” Ava informed serenely. “Jet, you okay with this? I had a feeling you were okay with siring some foals. Mostly why I was fine with you two getting drunk off my magic milk and going at it.” Then she looked to Fen. “And you, need a stallion. And foals. You’re going to waste away if you keep up your sexist behavior.”

“Ugh...well, gettin’ me eggs inseminated so I have to finally be responsible isn’t the worst way ya could’ve helped me our.” Fenelia shrugged off, rubbing her distended belly. “Hm...Eachann can’t possibly hold this many. Feels like I’ve got dozens swirlin’ around in there.” Fen mused, then sighed as she remained speared on Jet, who looked like he was processing at the moment. “Meh, I’ll ask him anyhow. He really does like bein’ all fecund. Just won’t admit it.”

“Uh...not really upset. Kinda...been looking for a mare past year or so….” Jet bashfully admitted as he looked at Fen, who smiled at the statement. “Well, I may not be a sailor, but I landed me a big catch.” Jet winked, and Fen tittered at his terrible pun as Ava groaned at said same pun.

“Okay, just for that, I’ll try some rum.”

[$]

When Ava and Jet left in the morning carrying a clearly pregnant Fen out, they got plenty of wolf whistles and they teased Jet relentlessly. He took it in stride, carrying his new marefriend/mate in his arms like even loaded up with fertilized eggs she weighed nothing. “I’m going to go down and get Fen in the water.” Jet informed Ava as they reached the open portcullis.

“The towers are in sight, so I think I’ll be fine without an escort the next few hundred feet. But...before we separate. How about I give you the ability to both walk on land, and swim in the sea?” Ava asked, her green eyes glowing red. “Well, not Give, really. You’ll have to make a Deal for it.” Ava purred, and Jet looked nervous at the glow in her eyes, while Fenelia simply looked excited at the idea her mate/coltfriend could join her in the water.

“Okay...won’t lie. Situation’s looking like trying to stay on land is going to drive a wedge in my new relationship. Long distance isn’t exactly sustainable.” Jet admitted with a shrug. “What’s the price?”

“It’s also on her, or anypony else who decides to herd around you two.” Ava declared, the red glow taking over her eyes entirely. This was perhaps one of the biggest Deals she was going to broker. “I want you to sire, and propagate a new species of seapony! Those little ones floating around in Fen right now are a perfect start, but you’ll need more. HUNDREDS more at least!” Ava was drooling, squirming, making the couple back away nervously. “You’ll be Power Running, Power Sleeping, Power Dating, Power Eating, Power Laughing, Power Spawning BABIES! You’ll have so many babies! 400 BABIES~!”

“Okay we get it!” Fen blurted out, overwhelmed by the fertility goddess’s fanaticism. “I’m up for that. We seaponies normally spawn over a dozen foals a matin’. Sea’s a terrible and dangerous place ya know. Trouble will be findin’ surrogates willin’ to put up with us constantly breedin’. Which, by the way, we are goin’ to do.” Fen directed the last part to her mate with a husky purr, and Jet grinned back at her.

“I’ll do it! Why not? If I can still come on land, I won’t even have to quit my job if her town moves into the cove.” At Jet’s words, suddenly, he groaned as a red light emanated from his own eyes. “W-what is that?”

“Mmm...proof of our transaction. The Contract, ya see. Since this is an intangible Deal of incredible power, the Contract wants to make clear that neither of us can back out.” Ava mumbled, before clapping her hands. “Okay then! Time to turn you into the first Merpony!” Ava gushed, moving up to them and placing a hand on Fen’s tail and Jet’s bicep.

The change was quick. Jet’s smooth crystal skin was suddenly replaced by the same crystal, but in layered strong scales so he could go down to the depths without pressure crushing him. His pony tail was consumed by a long seapony tail while his hooves were replaced by finned digitigrade claws. His own hands became seapony hands, but with extra webbing. Finally was his eyes and gills, making him temporarily blind and unable to breath for a few seconds and he gasped through his new lungs and gills as he blinked his new eyes. “W-whoa...everything seems...brighter….”

“Seapony eyes can see in the near-complete darkness of the ocean floor. They’re awesome like that, but don’t look at the sun or any bright lights.” Ava warned as the red glow in her eyes vanished, but Jet’s retained a red sort of glowing rim around his eyes. “Remember, hundreds of foals. Keep them safe would you?”

“Since I’m movin’ into the cove, even if I have to drag Skilly with me, that’ll be easy to arrange.” Fen beamed, and squirmed. “Oh~ Jet, we gotta go. Holdin’ them in is gettin’ rough.”

“Okay dear. I’ll be back in a couple of hours hopefully for my shift. Be sure to bring the Admiral or Colonel up to speed on my new situation.” Jet said to Ava before he dexterously jogged down the ramp with his lover, his new digitigrade claws making the steep slope easier to handle.

That said, Ava jogged to the towers and climbed the stairs as quickly as possible to knock on the Colonel’s door, the mother-of-pearl stallion calling her to enter. “So, Guard Jet has got the seapony Fenelia pregnant with a new species of pony and they’re going into the ocean to get things arranged. Oh, and I turned Jet into a Merpony like his offspring will be so he could go into the water and still come on land.” Ava summarized to the sapphire-coated stallion, who merely blinked in slight befuddlement.

“That’s...odd. Well, good for Sergeant Jet. He’s needed to settle down for a few years now.” Half Sail commented with a shrug, as if magical transformations and seaponies were already old news. “Regardless, I have an assignment for you, if you’re interested. Only pays 50 bits though.”

“Hey, don’t care about the money. I’m trying to save you all.” Ava replied, gesturing for him to continue.

“Good to hear. I need fresh eyes on the murder scene of the mayor. The dagger was clearly left as proof that we’re in impending danger, and the murder itself shifted our forces around in just the right way that we left the lighthouses nearly defenseless in our goal to try and secure any VIPs. Devious monsters, thinking our defense patterns out so perfectly. I need to see if an Inquisitor’s skills can’t suss out something my ponies may have missed.” Half informed, before putting his quill down in it’s inkpot, and taking a small badge from a drawer in his desk. “Here, this is an RRGD Deputy badge. Consider yourself temporarily conscripted so after this job, I won’t have to pay you or waste a guard escorting you around.”

“Pfft, keep the money. I don’t care. Just gimme so I can get going.” Ava teased, and the Colonel rolled his red eyes before tossing the badge to her. “Alright, let’s go ransack a crime scene!”

“Please retain professionalism Inquisitor.” Half dryly snarked, and with a friendly smile to each other Ava took her leave.

[$]

“C’mon you lubber, I know the water’s new to ya but ya gotta keep your wits about.” Fenelia lovingly chastised her new lover as they swam down into the dark. Jet blended into the dark so well that if it weren’t for Fen’s seapony eyes, she’d lose him in an instant.

“Sorry dear. It’s just...daunting. Even though I know it’s day, we’re so far down it looks like a moonless night down here. Yet despite that, I just know which way is where, and I can tell that if anything came within range, I’d be able to see, hear, and in some weird way, feel it.” Jet answered, his legs aiding his tail in forward propulsion while his hands acted as extra stabilizers that normal seaponies don’t need since they have other fins on their tails besides the caudal. He had them too, but they were less effective with his legs blocking streamline flow.

“Well get over it. You’ll be meetin’ my family in a moment. And there’s the hard part of explainin’ I need a surrogate since my male is...different.” Fen quirked an eye ridge at him, and he snorted.

“Hoi~ There~!” Came a mare’s voice, and the two slowed down and waited until the seapony that addressed them swam up, and Fen looked quite surprised. “So, I see ya just took your sweet time gettin’ back eh? Your sis and the Jarl got all worried when ya didn’t show up through the night. Pestered us to look into it.” The seapony mare was hard to distinguish features of, considering she was covered from the end of her caudal fin to the top of her head in white armor, which seemed to be composed of a mixture of coral, bone, cartilage, and quartz. To stay afloat in spite of the weight, she clearly had to move her tail more, but the harpoon in her hands was a slim thing meant for speed in the water.

“O-oh? Um...well...the surface ponies up there have a security thing about not letting anypony in the water after dark. And well….” Fen grinned nervously as she rubbed her swollen belly. “Surface ponies do it different. Their males have the dick and the mares the vag, and they shoot their semen into the mare’s womb. Got a taste. It’s fuckin’ great.”

“Obviously. Is this one of these surface ponies?” The mare asked curiously.

“Yes, I am. I am Sergeant Jet. I had a night of pleasure with this beautiful mare and we’re heading down to Skully to find a surrogate to carry our foals, as well as bring the Jarl up to speed on the situation.” Jet stated, and the guardsmare hummed in consideration.

“Well, since the Jarl already bit the big one of revealing ourselves to the surfacers, I guess I’ll have to enact contingency. Patrol Captain Elspeth of Doggerland, I hereby extend an offer of alliance or non-aggression with your people Sergeant Jet. Will you bring me to your leaders?” Elspeth decreed, and Jet blinked in surprise, while Fen groaned and facepalmed.

“Can we PLEASE do this AFTER I unload my eggs? I don’t wanna keep them in me too long.”