Ch.34

[Turdas, 5th of Last Seed, 4E: 221]

“Woo!” I cheered and then danced with Shade, our hammers held high. “Four days! An order for 3000 muskets filled in four days! Beat that!” I challenged whoever in the world might have a hope of repeating such a feat. Besides Neethsi, he could do it in minutes if he had the material available, but he’s the God of Alteration magic. He can literally change reality itself around him.

“Which means, until the next writ, we can party!” Shade reached into her satchel and pulled out a bottle of Hist Liqueur, which may or may not be getting made by the local distillery from the university having to sell our sap to someone in bulk.

“Uh, maybe wait until later, Shade? Your drinking has me worried.” I said and she was about to retort when she paused and looked at the bottle.

“I...think I had a drinking problem in my previous life. I’ll save it for before bed, at least then I’m not at risk of making a fool of myself in public.” Shade put the fermented sap drink away and we both turned our attention to the guard posted here out of paranoia once word got around a Morag Tong assassin had been following Berserker around. I doubt he’d be able to do anything should said assassin try anything with us, but the notion was comforting.

“Good sir, would you be so kind as to send word that the last of the muskets are ready for distribution?” I requested and the dunmer, fully armored in bonemold of course, nodded before saluting with a fist to his chest and took a nearby clipboard and quill to start tallying the weapons before we left him to it and went to our living space adjacent to the workshop.

We were quite surprised to find Neethsi sitting at the table with an empty soiled plate in front of him. “I hear you’ve finished up.” Our powerful lover and guide said before we tackled him and gave him kisses and nuzzles. We ended up snuggling on the floor for a few minutes, no words to be said until we got back up like civilized people. “So, it would seem those hammers allow their wielder to be so potent in Alteration that you can be considered Experts in the field.”

“When it comes to material stuff. It doesn’t work on still-living things.” Shade said before handing him her copy of Hepha-.

The very air felt like it went still. I couldn’t breathe. Or, rather, I didn’t need to. It was like reality was frozen in time, moving forward, going backwards all at once! When everything made sense again, Neethsi was shivering in the corner with the Hepha copy on the floor. “W-what just happened?!”

“Keep them away from me! I-I just triggered a Dragon Break!” Neethsi panted fearfully and clutched his arms as his stoic demeanor was completely shattered by whatever just occurred. “I remember two distinct timelines, one of which seems to be the main one to be focused upon, thank Akatosh! Upon touching that hammer, I in one timeline, dropped it immediately. In the other, I ascended into a godlike entity so powerful that I passively began altering reality without meaning to! Keep those blasted things away from me!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” I squeaked and picked up Shade’s hammer before shoving it into her satchel on her hip and put mine away too. Holy fuck. Something I made caused a Dragon Break! “I know how these work. The first one is the main timeline obviously, the second one folded into this one. Are you still super-empowered or has it lessened a good bit?”

“I feel more in tune with The Dream than I was before, but I’m not passively altering everything around me without intention. I turned you both into your true forms, but your metallic stone bits became gold-flecked ebony. Check. Transform to see if that aspect of the other timeline holds.” I shared a nervous look with Shade and we transformed.

...Well, we were already beautiful in our true forms anyway, but now we’re even more so. Our bodies are made of godsblood flecked with gold, at least the bits that aren’t made of pure magicka. “Looking good sis.” Shade and I said simultaneously and we giggled.

“Dragon breaks are always fun.” A chaos noodle that was not Hermias purred as it appeared around Neethsi’s neck, wearing his face before morphing into a dragon’s head. “Volburmuriivsaadom at your service or ponies call me Discord, thanks for reviving me~.” The chimeric serpent hissed with John de Lancey’s voice.

“Oh, hey, it’s that noodle that terrorized Equestria in the past. Hey, how are you doing?” Shade and I asked, before warily looking at each other. We’re not linked telepathically or spiritually. Is this an effect of proximity?

“Well, I’m the dragon of Alteration, so I’m doing great and I’m alive. I can alter reality to my whims again. Especially with Aldi gone.” Vol-Discord said with a creepy chuckle as Neethsi nervously remained still. “This one freed me by accidentally taking up my mantle for the briefest of moments. Good thing you wisely let it go or without the ability to restrain yourself, you could’ve turned Nirn into a giant donut hole! Then where would all the chaos be?”

“Oblivion?” Shade and I suggested before transforming back to our flesh bodies. That is so weird. It isn’t some link, it’s like we have the same thought patterns and instinctively sync up. Actual twins tend to do that somehow.

“Bah, the Planes of Oblivion are so boring! Yes, chaos thrives unbound there, but do you know what the problem is? Chaos is normal there! Here, it’s precious, it has value. Without chaos here, the wheel wouldn’t keep turning. Order relies on Chaos keeping it’s gears oiled even if it throws a wrench in now and then.” Discord then booped Neethsi’s snoot for emphasis.

“That makes sense. Well, now that you’re free, what are you going to do?” I asked curiously, mindful of the fact that while draconequus aren’t inherently evil, they are by nature mischievous.

“I don’t know. I’ve been petrified for untold millennia. I think I’ll go on a tour, see the world. Maybe Akavir isn’t so terrible now.” Neethsi raised a finger with his mouth opening, but Discord vanished and our lover huffed.

“Well he’s in for a rude awakening. Akavir is still a terrible place.” Neethsi got up and approached us. “I’m so sorry for violating you.”

“Violate? You just made us prettier in our atronach bodies, it’s all good.” Shade dismissed casually and I nodded in agreement. “Now then, let’s go find Rarity and fuck each other stupid!” I winced, still remembering when Shade was my daughter. It’s so weird considering her a sister and then be reminded that technically we’re lovers in a polyamorous relationship. Actually.

“Hey, I know you gave Shade the gift of immortal blood, but how did you make her into an atronach?” I questioned and Shade flinched while Neethsi looked ashamed.

“I borrowed the Nail of Magnus and stabbed her with it.” Neethsi succinctly answered and I winced. “She was experiencing the same sort of issue you were. She’d rapidly fallen ill and deathly feverish after her last Change. I rushed to Blackrose, retrieved the Nail of Magnus, then returned and stabbed her in the left shoulder with it. Once it was done and her body transformed, I removed it. She still needs to visit the Atronach Stone in Skyrim, but otherwise she’s perfectly fine now.”

“I’ve been using the local Atronach Stone to help my body and spirit achieve the same balance you have. It’d be nice to just do it once and be done with it.” Shade said to me before running her fingers through her gorgeous golden mane of hair-like plumage. Damn it, I want that hair! I don’t care if it costs my horns, I want that hair!

“Hey, Neethsi? I know it’s a bit rude to ask since you just altered us, but could you replace my horns with feathery plumage like Shade?” I asked meekly and Shade perked up.

“I’d rather not. Dear, you’re beautiful as you are. Your horns give you a regal look in comparison to Shade’s wild and untamed appearance.” Neethsi’s words made my feelings of inadequacy vanish like a ghost in the sun. “Now then, I’m afraid sexual shenanigans are far from my mind now. Let’s go find our friends and just relax. We’ve all been quite busy.”

“Okay.” I mewled before I yelped and looked at my belly when it sprung out to be as big as a pregnant woman’s. “Huh, what the fuck?” I rubbed my hands over my sudden swell and my eyes brows furrowed. I don’t feel the contentment of having life in my womb like I did when I was pregnant with Palu’s kits, is it what it appears?

“Sis?! How did you get pregnant?!” Shade squealed and Neethsi blinked in confusion.

“I don’t know, but I don’t think I’m pregnant. Not really. Or not at all. I just feel bloated.” I rubbed my belly and mentally tallied for symptoms. Not gassy, not nauseous, I don’t feel any aches. I pressed in and my firm flesh actually squished inward. “I’m full of liquid. We should go bother Twilight or one of her staff members. Better yet, Mellow.” Why is my womb full of fluid?

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“You teach me more about advanced biomagic conditions almost every time I give you a checkup, Rei.” Mellow chuckled as he rubbed his magic-coated hands over my term with twins belly. I’m filling up with something. I don’t feel any strain or anything other than feeling full. “The only reason you’re showing is because you’re not having your fancy jewel in your navel suppressing it.” Oh, right. “As for what it is, you’re definitely not pregnant, but you’ve had penetration coitus with Rarity after she was heavily infused with magicka, right?”

“Yeah, how do you know about that?” So I’m not pregnant, okay, but what is it? Also, I didn’t take Rarity for a mare who’d kiss and tell, let alone share her sexcapades.

“Pinkie doesn’t shut up about gossip and when a mare’s friend gets laid and waxes poetic to her friends about it, her friends are going to share the gossip with family at least. Pinkie had poor Marble so red I thought she was going to have a nosebleed.” Mellow chuckled and backed away when my womb lurched outward and I yelped as I cradled my triplet-sized belly. “Anyway, you’re not pregnant, but your body is rapidly processing Rarity’s magicka-heavy cum and-.”

Shade yelped and I turned my head to see her own belly expanding. “As I was saying. Your unique biology has converted the magicka-infused cum into pure liquid magicka. Not the stuff siphoned from you by the ME Plugs or magicka potions. You took it into your non-atronach uterus, so you couldn’t be inseminated by it. I can only conclude that it is ready to be disgorged and properly consumed.” Mellow calmly theorized and I felt both ill, yet highly aroused at the idea of drinking something my womb produced.

“Why is it causing them to swell when before they subconsciously suppressed their abdomens?” Neethsi questioned and I huffed as I willed my quadruplets-and-growing belly to be flat. Damn Rarity, you pumped me good. No wonder I felt so satisfied, but why did the sensation die down until now?

“Your guess is as good as mine. Now, go relax since you have no further work for now. I’m sure you can figure out what to do with your situation.” Mellow patted our shoulders encouragingly and I sighed before patting his own shoulder. “Oh, before I forget. Thank you.”

“For what?” I asked and shifted my hips about. I feel so full. I need to let it out somewhere.

“For everything. Although I know it wasn’t your intention and you were a victim, but had you not been brought to my clinic, I might have been stuck in Soulrest wondering if I was really doing what my destiny called for. I’ve never felt more fulfilled then as the acting resident alchemist of the Lilmoth University of Magic.” Mellow hesitated, then he leaned in and smooched my lips.

Surprised, I felt a tingle shoot through me, my tail went ramrod straight. “Oo~!” Shade teasingly cooed and I was blinking when he pulled away with a blush and a shy smile.

“That was my proof of how much I’m thankful for your involvement in my life. I know you are in a deep and complex relationship, so I’m not asking for one. I just want you to know that if you need me, I’ll be there.” Mellow declared warmly and I felt so...overwhelmed with joy that I couldn’t restrain myself from squealing and hugging the shorter cute unicorn. “Gah~! Can’t...breathe!” Right! I’m stronger than I look!

“Sorry! Sorry.” I snickered and nuzzled him when I let go. “It goes both ways. If you need me, I’ll be there.” I hugged him less powerfully and then we left his clinic. “Okay, Neethsi, does the Haven Bag have a place where Shade and I can dump our pure liquid magicka?”

“Not really. I can make one though. Let’s get back to the workshop’s flat and do something about-.” Neethsi groaned and stumbled. Whatever it was I felt it too. It was like the world was a half-inch off-center. “That can’t be good. What was that?” Neethsi asked himself and looked towards the ceiling. “...Twilight doesn’t know either, but it’s related to the Tree of Harmony.”

“Let’s go take a look.” Shade warily said before we did so.

The courtyard, restored by Neethsi after the bombings, was fine. However, the tiny little sprout has shot up a bit into a sapling! “So that’s what it was. It’s growing well.” I smiled in that eye-crinkle way argonians do and looked around at the guards, Shellbacks this time, who were gawking at the thin and radiant crystal sapling reaching about five feet high.

“Oh, I think that sensation was the tree taking in a large quantity of the ambient magicka to fuel its growth spurt.” Twilight said when she hovered down from her office window above. “It was just a split second, but that’s more than enough to cause a brief moment of magicka exhaustion.” Twilight explained as she approached the sapling.

“How soon will it be ready?” Berserker asked the Alicorn.

“That’s the frustrating thing, Bryan. The Scrolls are vague and most of what I’ve figured out were from logical reasoning. All I know is that at this point it’s done with needing Hist Sap. It’s already bonded with the Hist. Now it needs a potent source of magicka, which is why we’ve been siphoning your magicka Meen-Rei, Shade. We’ll need plenty more of it.” Twilight announced and I felt myself get hot with arousal and embarrassment, I saw Shade’s plumage stiffen up.

“W-we may have th-the answer already…” I meekly said with a knowing look at Shade.

“Why are we connected to a bloody tree?” Shade groaned and slapped her deceptively flat abs. “Come on in Twilight. We’ve got more awkward news for you.”

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“This is astounding!” Yes. You’ve said that many times already. “I mean, all it took was for magicka-infused ejaculate to be put in your flesh-form wombs and you’ve refined it beyond anything I’ve been able to manage!” Yes, get on with it! “I could write several new theses on this alone! Why-.”

“Twilight, shut up and pump our pussies already!” Shade snarled from her place next to me. We were perched on five-foot across bellies with Twilight repurposing the milker hoses and preparing a vat to receive the pure liquid magicka our bodies had produced. “As interesting as this is, we were hoping to spend the rest of today relaxing!”

“Right, sorry, I’ll just-.” Oh~! “I hope it’s big enough. I modeled it on what I remember of Rarity-.”

“Sh-shut up and fucking turn it on!” I huffed as I adjusted to the pump nozzle shaped into a dildo interestingly the exact shape and size I remember Rarity’s incredible horsecock being. Fuck, being immobile on a fluid-filled womb with a massive dick in my cunt feels incredible, even if-. “Ahn~!” I came~! Holy fuck~! This would be even better if-. “Guh~!” The pump hoses for normal breasts moved to my nips and began pumping~!

“I figure this will make the experience even better. Now, I’m going to turn on the vibrators.” W-wai-!

“Guogh~!” Shade and I both bellowed like brainless cows as the quivering pump nozzles in our quims started vibrating along with the pre-existing stimulation they were giving us. The next coherent thought I had was when the sucking sensation in my pelvis ceased and I was laying on my side, shuddering as the pump still sucked sap from my tits and the dildo kept vibrating.

“I’m guessing you’re done now since you’re nearly flat. I don’t want to risk hurting you, so I turned off the hoses in your vaginas before you were fully empty. I can only assume you generated more fluid than what Rarity and Neethsi put in you, since you provided nearly 980 gallons of liquid magicka.” Twilight informed us with professional excitement.

“T-too much.” I slurred as I spasmed and Neethsi provided mercy by removing the hoses from me. “Thanks...ugh...that was awesome, but exhausting.” I groaned as I sat up and watched Neethsi free Shade from her own lewd torment. “I hope that didn’t take all day.”

“No, at best it was maybe twenty minutes.” Thank gosh, I can afford a nap...zzz...

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“Okay...what the fuck is going on?” Berserker grumbled as he saw Hermais glaring up at the smug looking Discord, who thankfully chose to be as ‘small’ and noodly as Hermais preferred to be in this realm. “How the fuck are you alive?”

“Your second question doesn’t matter, but to answer your first one; I was drawn to you.” Discord purred as he gazed down at the human with glee. “Your presence and deeds have stirred up quite the ruckus. The changes you’ve made, no matter how small, have not gone unnoticed.”

“So, why is Hermais looking tense?” Berserker asked.

“The young wyrm probably senses my less-than-chivalrous intentions for her. She’s quite the beauty. She has also done far more to spur on delicious Chaos than nearly anyone else on Mundus right now.” Discord purred and Hermais warily inched away, only to yelp when Discord struck like a viper and they vanished. Berserker idly thanked that she wasn’t on his shoulders.

“Well, shit.” Berserker sighed and went to walk away, only to walk into someone’s bosom. “What the-?!” He immediately backed away to see a female version of Discord. A very beautiful one.

“Oh, hello. You must be the person Discord wanted me to reward.” The tall draconequus reminded him of Hermais and her sisters when they were feeling particularly pretty. She was even wearing a plain tunic and skirt. “I’m...well, I don’t have a name. I just know that he wanted me to reward you.”

“Pandora.” Berserker blurted out, not really thinking straight.

“That’s a wonderful name! Thank you, Master.” The newly-named Pandora smiled brightly down at him from her lofty 8-foot height. Wait, what?!

“Master?” Berserker felt a sinking feeling in his gut.

“Yes, I’m your reward for helping spur on the changes to this world. Be warned that I don’t have my progenitor’s power, but I am still quite potent.” Pandora declared eagerly with a bright smile.

“Oh...my wives are gonna kill me when I get home…wanna go grab a bite?” Fuck it, he might as well enjoy this reward and show her a good time.

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