Ch.29

[Fredas, 30th of Sun’s Height, 4E: 221]

“Does it really count as a girl’s day out with Neethsi being, y’know, normally a guy?” Rainbow Dash asked curiously as we waited for Okasi to cook up our massive meal, paid for in advance since this wasn’t a restaurant, it was just the fisherman’s wharf with a very willing commissioned cook providing both point-of-sale and preparation. The fact he provided dishes to eat with was a step closer to a modern restaurant, but this is not such an establishment.

“I’ve spent a century of my life as a woman. I do not consider myself primarily male or female. If I had to choose, I prefer being female, but most people in this generation know me as male. It’s just easier to operate in an official capacity as a man.” Neethsi shrugged, sending those delicious dobonhonkeros dancing in her dress.

“Don’t disparage her, Rainbow. After all, by that thinking, wouldn’t Rarity and I not count as girls?” Twilight chastised her friend before looking at Rarity and self-consciously running her fingers through her normal, not-magical mane. At least she chose to wear normal clothes instead of those frumpy robes. Hot damn was Twilight hot, she was at least as shapely as Rarity was before I almost turned her into a food factory.

“Oh, don’t be so concerned with it dear. Just make out with Shade or Meen-Rei if you really want your hair to reflect your magic.” Rarity smirked deviously and Twilight blushed while Shade purred and I gulped nervously. Is she offering to let us sample this delicious smorgasbord of magicka? Just being around Twilight always made me feel odd, now that I know why it was hard not to keep eyeing her and lusting after her tasty magic.

“I’m more than willing, especially if you let me eat some of your sweet-smelling magicka.” Shade fluttered her eyes at Twilight and I licked my chops, unable to control the reaction to the thought.

“Rares, please don’t unleash yer pet girlfriends on Twi. She’s got enough on her plate.” Applejack huffed, but still had a playful smile. Fluttershy was simply quietly making herself as small as possible next to Rainbow, who was watching in amusement too.

“Rarity is just being a tease.” Diane was back to scowling at everything and her hair was straight, but I could see the underlying mirth in those eyes of her’s. At this, I chuckled and drifted without moving around the table to Twi, my hands cupping her bust much to her squeak of surprise and the others jolting at the unnatural way I moved.

“Naw, I’m being a tease.” I hissed in a snicker and then slid back around the table to my seat. I’m not too sure how I moved like that, but it was instinctual. Is my Atronach body bleeding through to my mortal-flesh body? Will I someday cease to be a flesh-and-blood creature?

Twilight wiggled her hips with a large blush on her face. Oh fuck, I can smell it from across the table! Twilight must be leaking her feminine or masculine juices and they are already laced with magicka! Neethsi’s sudden hand on the back of my neck and Rarity’s on the back of Shade’s was all that kept us from pouncing on the alicorn like blood-starved vampires.

“Great. I’m going to drag someone to my room later.” Twilight huffed with a blush before our food arrived. Okasi was an unassumingly average argonian. He stood at average height, was not muscular and his brown scales made him blend in with the wood of the wharf.

“I have your food ladies. Crab, clams, sea bass and since Neethsi requested it, some shark fin soup. Respect that soup ladies, the shark that provided it put up a hell of a fight.” Okasi requested and then bowed slightly before he left us to get back to work.

“Yeah, food!” Rainbow cheered before acting like a savage and grabbing all she could, her dress jiggling with her bust so much it slid down, showing off her bunny patterned bra.

“Rainbow!” Fluttershy squeaked as Twilight, Rarity and Neethsi stared at the blue mare in appreciation. Though I think Twilight is touching herself if her arm movements I’ve noticed were what I think they were. Thinking back, I remember her rubbing herself multiple times when looking at me or other girls. Huh. I guess that may be part of why she wears such frumpy robes. It’s easier for her to get away with teasing self-touches that way. “Behave yourself.”

“Hm? Heads up ladies, we’re about to have a visitor.” Hermais spoke up from where she had grabbed a crab and was ripping it open. Off to the side of their table, a clear mirror-like portal opened up.

“Hermais, is this world truly off limits?” A five foot crow anthro woman asked when she appeared from the portal. She was wearing a fairly slutty-looking dress that somehow managed to look regal. Still, woo! Those breasts match Neethsi’s natural huge size and are being displayed with absolute cleavage with only their sides and nips covered.

“Yes, Velka.” Hermias mewled as the crow looked about. “Um, guys, this is Velka, Goddess of Sin and Justice.”

“Where is Bryan? I must know if he’s alright.” The busty crow woman demanded before any of us could even greet her. Rude, but considering her spheres of influence, she must have a lot of things to be done and clearly has no patience for pleasantries right now.

“He’s busy drawing up some plans for the troops, something to help with keeping them cool and a framework to wear armor that takes off the weight.” Wait, he’s making plans that could help the troops? “The problem is that only one of them could be done, the body suit. The framework that helps with the armor weight issue is a little more complex for each race.”

“I’d ask why, considering most of what makes the mortal races of Tamriel different is entirely physical. The only distinct issue I could imagine is accounting for different head shapes or tails.” Neethsi commented, but gestured for things to continue without an answer to her query.

“Ah, then I shall go to him. Continue being a well-behaved lady Hermais and you’ll balance the karma from taking advantage of Nexus sooner than thought.” The crow woman took flight and left us to our meal, which due to the heat of the day, wasn’t much cooler than when it was set on the table. Thank gosh for our cooling capes keeping us from cooking too.

“I’m gonna need to come up with something to thank Bryan for all his hard work and quick thinking.” Twilight commented and Hermais got an unusually devious look to her face.

“Well~. What if I told you Berserker has, on occasion, enjoyed time on the fairer side of the gender fence?” Hermais steepled her fingers, reminding me of that old anime with the orange sunglasses-wearing asshole. Oh, Gendo Ikari, winner of the worst parent award in anime history.

“Huh? I can’t really see Berserker being like that.” Twilight’s confusion was compounded by what looked like the back of modern, to me, photos put in her face and Twilight’s wings went *pomf* so hard they managed to kick up a gale. “Oh my…”

“Just...hold on.” Hermais hovered over the table to whisper into Twilight’s ear and she got redder and redder. Steam even started coming out of her nose and ears as hearts appeared in her eyes. Uh...this is all very cartoony. Is it the physics of this dimension or does Twilight break reality a bit from being a living goddess? “Try that tonight. Oh, don’t forget these.” Hermais handed Twilight a box of what suspiciously looked like condoms and Twilight eagerly stuffed them into her magic satchel, which she didn’t go anywhere without.

“Well, that happened. Can we eat before birds or worse swoop down on us?” Diane grumpily snarked and we got to eating. Mm! This stuff is easily as good as Joe’s Crab Shack!

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He perked up, unease filling him. It wasn’t dread or necessarily bad, just the sensation that something he wasn’t expecting was about to happen. “Have there been any lookouts flying our way?” Berserker asked Miun-La, since the pegasi were under his command.

“No, we haven’t gotten any horn calls warning us of incoming enemies or other danger. They would have sounded off before bothering to try and fly back.” Miun-La answered and Berserker relaxed just a bit. So it wasn’t danger that was causing his unease.

“Hey, you can’t just-!” The voice of one of the guards to the tent was cut off by a black-feathered beauty bursting in through the tent flap and Berserker’s let out a groan of annoyance.

“Bryan! You missed your confession! What have I told you about dodging confession when you’re so weighed down by Sin?!” The crow goddess Velka demanded furiously before somehow grabbing his ear through his helmet and dragging him towards the entrance.

“Keep up the-OW-work fellas! I’ll be-quit it-back!” Berserker shouted and yelped while the commanders watched Princess Twilight’s chosen general get dragged by the ear, through his helmet somehow, by an overly-voluptuous bird-woman of unknown species.

“Well, I’m gonna go get the lads and start the traditional pre-battle celebrations.” Birnil left the tent and Miun-La snorted in disapproval.

“At least I can count on your men not getting inebriated before tomorrow?” Miun-La questioned Golnis and the dunmer nodded firmly.

“We enjoy our drink, but drink is on our off-duty time and never before a planned sortie. You can rest assured my soldiers aren’t about to suffer in performance tomorrow. Perhaps after the action, we can trade the alcohol our people drink to try new things.” Golnis offered and Miun-La shrugged.

“I wouldn’t know, I don’t drink. You’ll have to ask my people. Carry on with your troops, Golnis. I will continue arranging the plans General Berserker has set up.” Miun-La bent over the table and Golnis left the tent.

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“That was delicious, Rarity. Thanks for showing us that place.” Shade thanked our lover after we returned to the university. The others had gone their own ways save for Twilight, because she lives here. Well, Rarity was coming with us for obvious reasons~. I can’t wait to get her yummy nourishing cream in me~!

“Yes. It was nice to relax and spend time with everyone outside of official business. You four have fun while I...see to something.” Twilight hurried away with flaps of her wings and the four of us shared amused and naughty snickers.

“Who wants to bet that she’s going to hunt down and gender-bend Berserker for some naughty fun?” Neethsi asked and nobody took that sucker’s bet. “Well then...tomorrow is going to be a big day.” The towering woman looked to the west and the sun lowering in the sky, forlorn. “Once more we go to war, what for? If it isn’t the Thalmor it’s daedra. Why can’t we just live in peace?”

“I don’t know, darling. I fear nobody will ever know.” Rarity looked between us all and gulped. “You may die tomorrow, any of you. I don’t want to think about it, so can we just spend today together?”

“Is that all? You don’t want to consummate our affection with hot, passionate, nourishing sex?” I asked unhappily. I was anticipating food-good sex, after having that delicious, yet unsatisfying meal at the fishing wharf. Hot damn, why did discovering I was starving make normal food fail to do more than be tasty?

“Believe me dear, I would love to, but that sets up all sorts of red flags. It would be like ensuring you would perish. Which is why I will also abstain from even kissing you until you come back.” Really Rarity? I get that this world is a fantastical magical one, but you’re cunt-blocking us because of superstition?

“She’s right. Believe me, I’ve seen it enough. Most people who stoically leave, happily return, while those burdened with hope and joy tend to never come back. I would rather suffer being horny than to risk jinxing it.” Neethsi reinforced and I joined Shade in whining. Damn it. Guess we’ll have to drink some restore-magicka potions for dinner tonight.

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“-That’s all the ‘Sins’ that come to mind since our last session. Look, I get you’re doing this so I don’t have to deal with Luci, but did you really have to chase me to another dimension?” Berserker demanded from Velka, who finished writing down his latest guilt-ridden acts for the Goddess of Evil to nourish herself on later.

The more people who confessed to Luci Fer, the less general Evil there was to be had. This allowed her to be content with petty Evils, like stubbed toes or hangnails. The little things that add up and make life the mild suffering it was meant to be rather than the agony excessive Evil caused. Luci preferred the petty Evils anyway.

“Yes, but also to ask why are you in a realm that Hermais has Forbidden? She normally never marks one Forbidden, no go or even a travel warning.” Velka stated with her pen pointed at him accusingly. “Yet here you are, answering a Displaced call to such a world. I know you’re not of our government, but we do send our findings to you and your government uses the interdimensional system ours established. We have treaties about-.”

“Treaties? Are you sure you want to use that against me?” Berserker interrupted Velka in a low, dangerous voice as he leaned in closer to her face. “Last time I checked, we burned those old treaties and destroyed your interdimensional system when we’ve been betrayed by your own. We did so to get our point across to you bastards that our friendship and alliance had ended. Remember that well, goddess.”

The Goddess of Sin and Justice flinched away at those glaring facts, the Empire’s relationship with the Doom Marines and their people were still on shaky grounds. She needed to play this safe and not provoke him any further. “Okay. Fair enough.” Velka relented and the man leaned back from her. “So, why are you here?”

“Look. There’s a Displacer. Don’t know who, don’t know exactly when, especially not how. They at some point killed me without killing me, fucked with my memories and did the same thing with a friend of mine I met whose dimension apparently collapsed.” Berserker’s response made Velka wince. “You know something?”

“I am the Goddess of Sin and Justice. Hermais had to pay a price for doing something with the splintered soul of a Displaced whose world was destroyed. I don’t remember the details, only that it involved Lunahisa as the world she and her sisters were in when they rescued and Re-Displaced a shard of the Displaced’s soul. My Aspects guide me to believe the gold-lipped reptile women Hermais was with are related to the issue.” Velka answered with a grim nod.

“Damn it. So I do know them. I’m helping them out because they’re hopeless, because they’re familiar. They feel like Willow back before-.” Berserker clutched his face and hissed as a searing pain in his head felt like his brain was trying to crawl out from between his eyes. “Motherfucker!”

“Language! Now then, this is an act of cruelty upon someone who does not deserve it. Cease immediately or pay the price.” Velka’s demand went unanswered. “Very well then.” Velka poked Berserker’s head and a wordless, voiceless, unknowable shriek echoed in his head before it went silent and the pain vanished with it. “Charlatan. I don’t need to know you to punish you.”

“Thanks. Think you can do that for Meen-Rei?” Berserker asked hopefully and Velka shrugged. “At least try before you leave. Now then, I-.” The door to the dorm room burst open and Berserker was zapped with a spell-. “Fucking damn it!” She shrieked angrily and jumped to her feet, intending to punish Twilight.

“Oh my gosh she wasn’t kidding! You’re beautiful!” Twilight gawked and Brennie winced while Velka tsked and waved a finger chidingly at the princess.

“You ask for consent first missy. Present your knuckles.” Velka summoned a switch, but Brennie held up a hand. “Pardon? You consent to the lewd actions she intends for you?” Brennie hesitated and then sighed with a resigned tone and nodded. “Very well, then she does not need punishment. I’ll leave you two alone and seek out this Meen-Rei person.”

“You can find her in her workshop most likely.” Twilight moved aside and let the crow woman leave, her eyes trailing the goddess hungrily.

“Okay Twi. Hermais put you up to this?” Brennie demanded and the alicorn nodded. “Alright then. Don’t worry, I have condoms and I’ve done it with much more endowed partners I assure you. Let’s just get to business and get you laid, because goddamn do you need it.”

“The same can also be said for you~.” Twilight purred as she came up to Brennie and hugged her. “Let’s get you out of this armor.”

“Way ahead of you.” Brennie pressed a switch on her belt and the super sci-fi Praetor armor collapsed down into a tiny Dyna-Capsule™ that she stowed away in her cleavage that was connected to her passive personal storage. “I know I’m still wearing clothes, but I’m not done yet.” Brennie smirked deviously, before suddenly she towered over Twilight even further, her red demonic and angelic wings unfurled and filled most of the space in the dorm before the once human woman with a body most would’ve killed for already was now a hulking amazoness of muscle with a figure to rival Meen-Rei and her romantic unit.

“W-what are you?” Twilight asked in awe up at the dragon/wolf/celestial hybrid.

“I am a Living Deity from another dimension. As for what species, I was at base human, but this form, technically my ‘true’ form due to it having more power, et cetera, is a synthetic dracowolf celestial. I govern War, Ruin, Wrath and Blood. The Ruin and Wrath are more recent and I’m trying to convince the true one worthy of those two to fucking take them already.” Brennie huffed indignantly. “I have other titles, but I would rather not talk about them and it’s technically shared amongst my siblings.”

“Oh. Okay then. I’m not sure I was prepared going in. Hermais woefully only showed me images of you, I assume, when you were much younger and less, *gulp* seasoned.” Twilight admitted nervously and Brennie hummed as she approached the shorter living god and the alicorn backed away before she was cornered against the door. The towering goddess was easily so big that Twilight’s six-foot height left her face barely above the celestial’s groin. “Oh~ you smell so good…”

“Yeah, you know you still want it. Come on then, let’s get your cherry popped.” Brennie purred and moved her pelvis forward, needing to do nothing more for Twilight to bend forward and start eating her out. “Unf, oh yeah, time to vent some of this stress.”

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“I feel like we've been tricked, we've been backstabbed and we've been quite possibly; bamboozled.” I grumbled where I was sulking at the small table the living area of the workshop had, sipping my argonian ale spiked restore-magicka potion, Shade sitting across from me.

“Yes.” Shade huffed and sipped her own alcoholic potion. “I remember beer. It wasn’t nearly as good as this.” Shade said before sipping some more.

“At least something you remember from your old life isn’t bad.” I muttered and took another draw from my drink before that crow woman entered the small living area. “Hey, feel like joining in?” I asked with a slosh of my large potion bottle.

“No, I don’t drink. I’m here to try and help you.” Velka somehow forced Shade to get up without magic or touching her or anything, to sit next to me and let Velka sit alone opposite us.

“How so?” I asked before leaning on my sister and suddenly she had her talons on our heads and our bodies were our ethereal composite atronach forms. “What are you-?!” Suddenly, everything was clear. The darkness, the cruel laughter, my babies being cut out of my womb-! I was frozen, Shade was frozen. I clutched her hands and she mine desperately.

“I don’t know who they are, I don’t know what they want, but I will look for them, I will find them and I will kill them.” Velka coldly stated and left us to cope with the truth revealed to us.

We’re just toys. Broken toys…

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