Ch.36

[Loredas, 7th of Last Seed, 4E: 221]

“So we now have a husky.” Neethsi said as he rubbed his snout after summarizing everything for Rarity when we met her at Sugarcube Corner for breakfast. Said husky, super-busty and voluptuous like we were by default in atronach form in her fluffy snow-white flesh body, was in spare clothes and eagerly nomming on a muffin with the most adorable expression of joy.

“Oh my. You gather a herd like a magnet Rei.” Rarity giggled and winked at me, to which I pouted and Shade hiss-snickered. “Well darling, I’m Rarity. I may not wear the pants in this relationship, but I tend to be the one wearing them anyway.” Rarity joked and our new companion nodded in understanding.

“Lovely to meet you. I am fortunate for this turn of events. I’ve been wandering aimlessly for what feels like both centuries yet mere minutes. Now I’m alive in a fashion and find myself in pleasurable company. I am Freda.” The beautiful husky introduced herself before holding up a finger. “However, I’m not part of this harem, merely a guest due to how incredible the introduction was. I’ll join if you can melt my frozen heart.”

“Oh really?” Rarity cooed at the challenge. “Well, I’ll start by getting you measured and clothes made for you, no charge. I’m making plenty of money right now from the magic milk I’m providing the university that I can afford to spoil myself and others a bit.”

“Twilight’s paying you too?” Shade asked and Rarity nodded.

“My milk is Magic Milk. It has incredible alchemical properties from what Mellow has informed me. Speaking of which, good morning, Mellow!” Rarity waved to our friend who just came downstairs and he happily waved at us before pausing and blushing brightly at the sight of Freda, who suddenly looked a bit shy and waved back. Oo~! Even if she doesn’t join us, it seems she and Mellow have a bit of chemistry~.

“H-hi. I’m Mellow Cake.” Mellow said when he approached, unintentionally ignoring us in favor of the beautiful stranger. I made sure Shade was staying quiet while Rarity fought to restrain giggles.

“I’m Freda. Um…” Freda awkwardly looked at us and we gestured for her to go for it, so she smiled thankfully and got up to sit with Mellow at another table.

“They are adorable together.” Neethsi commented with his eyes crinkling in a smile. Oh yes, that’s right, argonians don’t really express with their mouths much, we express with our eyes. I didn’t notice when I realized this. “She may not join us, but I support Mellow finding someone.”

“Me too. He’s sweet and deserves to find happiness.” I said before an unnaturally beautiful human woman entered the bakery and immediately approached us. Her hair was long and looked both radiantly blond yet caught the light and looked coppery. Her skin was tan and flawlessly smooth. Her eyes a powerful dark blue that danced with joy and her perfect white teeth set in a beautiful smile. All accented by a simple, figure-hugging white dress that put her body both on display and tastefully covered it. Said body was an hourglass, but average.

“Greetings. I wish to speak to you at the Temple of the Nine later today at your leisure. I hope you have a wonderful day.” She nodded at us all and then left as quickly as she arrived. Wow.

“Who was that?” Rarity asked in awe and Neethsi sighed.

“Great. We’ve caught the attention of a Divine. Let’s enjoy our food before we do as she asked.” Neethsi grumbled good-naturedly. Hm, considering how he called the Temple an institution full of holier-than-thou oafs when warding away Vaermina back on the 10th of Sun’s Height, that he had negative views of the religion.

“Do you have problems with the Temple, Neethsi?” I asked softly and he snorted.

“I have nothing against the institution itself. I have strong opinions against many of their practices, however. The Vigilants of Stendarr are just violent killers venting their bloodlust on socially acceptable targets for one. It’s one thing to have an occupation in hunting monsters, it’s another to call it a holy task set forth by the Divine of Mercy, who likely is disappointed in them.” Neethsi quietly whispered. “Now eat, we can talk later in private.”

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Brennie woke with a snort at the strong lurching feeling in her womb. Oh, shit. “Sorry.” Brennie mumbled before flexing her powerful body and easily rebirthing Twilight from her overinflated belly that was touching the ceiling before Twilight emerged from her vagina, soaked in amniotic fluid and lying on the sticky floor in exhaustion as she panted for air, since she’d spent the night breathing through the temporary umbilical cord and her lungs were full of fluid.

“Best. Night. Ever.” Twilight managed to say between gasps for breath as she rolled onto her back and looked up at the towering sphere that was Brennie’s cum-filled condom-stuffed womb. “Whoa...didn’t know I had that in me.” Twilight fondled her coconut-sized testicals and wondered where all the extra fluid came from. She wasn’t using any magic for that last night.

“I’m not surprised.” Brennie huffed and patted her sides. “Okay Pandora, get rid of those things before you come out.” Brennie ordered and her womb rapidly shrunk down to looking pregnant with twins, then she groaned when Pandora slithered out of her vagina as her long, snakey chimeric form, dripping Brennie’s fluids down on Twilight, who gladly opened her mouth to catch some of it on her tongue. “J-just get out~. We have things to do.” Brennie huffed in annoyance.

“Headmistress, is something-by the Divines!” A member of the teaching staff, a rather unremarkable-looking blue-furred unicorn stallion, shrieked in scandal at the sight before fleeing. Or tried to, because he was promptly wrapped up in chains and his mouth zipped by Twilight before she yanked him into the room and slammed the door shut.

“Cobalt. You will not breathe a word of this to anyone. No, daedra are not involved, no you may not know who she is. Now, I’m going to erase your memory of the past several minutes aside from a notion that you forgot something. I’m telling you this in case you restore your memory on your own like the capable mage I know you are. I’ll be in my office.” Twilight zapped his head and his eyes went glassy before she teleported him away. “Oh, damn it. We’d better clean up.”

“...Twilight. That was pretty hot.” Brennie said approvingly before she shrunk down and transformed back into his male human form and she was eye-level with his dick. She blinked and reached out to him curiously. “Huh? I thought you were disgusted by dicks.”

“I am...I’m wondering why I’m not repulsed by it…” Twilight touched his flaccid girth and licked her lips before she shook herself and got to her hooves on unsteady legs. “I’ll wonder why you have achieved something so quickly what I struggled and fought for with Rarity for months later. Right now, we need to bathe and get on with our days. It may be Loredas, but this is a 7-day school. Active classes may be out, but electives are still running.”

“Master needs the same, but mostly because if he’s not around everyone will run around with their heads cut off. Wait, that’s not how it goes…” Pandora muttered before snapping her fingers and everything was clean, smelling like roses and blueberries. “Yay, Alteration magic!”

“Thanks Pandora. Have a good day, Twi.” Berserker leaned in and surprised them both when he kissed her. He backed away frantically, summoned his armor on and fled the room. Twilight touched her lips and blushed as she tried to still her racing heart.

“W-what just happened?” Twilight asked herself as Pandora giggled.

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“Um, so explain why you’re female for this and we’re all wearing Rarity’s best dresses?” I meekly asked Neethsi, who was so radiantly beautiful to me despite her scars or rather her beauty was aided by her scars. Why doesn’t she get rid of those? She can alter her body however she wants, why keep scars?

“Because the Divine who wants to see us prefers females.” Neethsi said easily. “Come now, don’t tell me you didn’t guess who it was by her avatar.” Neethsi cheekily bared her teeth down at me as her eyes crinkled with amusement. I love that smirk of her’s.

“Dibella?” I guessed, considering she was the Divine of Beauty, both physical and metaphorical.

“Oh my. How flattering. She summoned all of us?” Rarity asked with a hint of worry. It was a struggle to prevent her from putting on makeup earlier. She blushed when we insisted that she looked better without it. Especially since her ‘smoky eye shadow’ was actually her fur pattern.

“Yes. She didn’t single any of us out. Now, be wary. She is a Divine, her intentions generally benevolent, but as a deity myself I can attest to even the best of intentions having rather far-reaching consequences.” Neethsi warned us. Wait.

“How are you a deity? Do you have a religion?” Shade asked and Neethsi pouted.

“Unfortunately, yes. The Cult of the Nerevarine, originally a loose following of Ashlanders who adhered to the prophecy of my return, is now an actual minor religion in Morrowind. They actually worship me. I can hear them and grant boons and everything. It’s so creepy. I wish it never came to be like this.” Neethsi bemoaned with a sigh. “I never wanted to be like Vivec, so my tenets are simple and similar to the basic tenets of the Temple.”

Before anyone could ask further, Neethsi led us up the steps of Lilmoth’s Temple of the Divines and easily opened the massive wood doors. There was almost nobody here, save a priest at the altar. “Ah, judging by your clothes, you are the ones Dibella has summoned?” The old human, either Imperial or Breton, asked as he turned his calm and neutral gaze upon us.

“Yes. She spoke to us all and did not single any of us out.” Neethsi replied and the priest nodded before heading for the door behind the altar and we followed him.

“You are granted permission to descend to the private areas of the Temple. To find the Cloister of Dibella, head to the door at the end of the hallway to your right upon reaching the basement floor. If you get confused by the number of doors, ask any of the acolytes within if they are passing in the halls.” The priest opened the door and waited until we all passed before he closed and locked the door behind us. That isn’t ominous.

“This is quite exciting. There hasn’t been a summons to Dibella’s Cloister in years. Not since the last Sybil of Dibella was chosen.” Rarity suddenly paled. “Oh dear, did the Sybil die so soon? The poor dear, she wouldn’t be past her fourteenth year.”

“Don’t jump to conclusions. I’m just concerned why Dibella is interested now when we’ve been in town for weeks.” Shade said and I realized how little time had passed. Gosh, it feels like ages have gone by already with how much has happened.

“Dibella is a flighty entity. She is both kind and cruel in her own ways. She may have had us summoned for a quest or she just wants us to pose for a portrait for one of her painters. I once had to fetch a bloom from the top of an otherwise barren crag because one of her followers was tasked with preserving it in glass.” Neethsi said before we reached the bottom of the stairs and turned right.

We followed the hall, which sharply turned into a longer hall with no other intersections. Neethsi led us to the door at the end and knocked. “Yes?” The door was answered by, surprise, an impossibly beautiful woman, a Redguard this time, rare for here. “Oh! You must be the ones Dibella called to us. Come in, she is very excited to have sent an avatar to fetch you.” We were allowed in and I was not disappointed with all of the erotic art and masonry.

“This is rather...excessive.” I commented and the priestess hummed.

“Appreciation of Beauty is determined by the individual. Many of us agree that hoarding all of this art in one place is a shame, a scar on the Beauty it can share, but we are not allowed to distribute it.” The dark-skinned woman sighed wistfully and led us through the small art gallery to a common area-my tail is tingling. “My sisters, the guests have arrived.”

“I feel that we may have overdressed.” Rarity blushed at the sight of so many unbelievably beautiful women of varied races in the nude who gave us a wave. Aside from the greeting, they behaved as if it was just another day while doing various tasks or relaxing activities like reading, writing, a few were even painting portraits right now.

“If you feel that way, you may disrobe. I am on the door for the day, so I must wear my clothes, the others are not so hindered and neither are you. Speak to the Sybil, she will be at the back.” The woman beautifically smiled at us and returned to the door of the large underground area.

“We should do that. I want to do that. Sis, I am beyond uneasy.” Shade said to me nervously and I held her hand to help her calm down. She may be even more eager to get naughty than me, but it seemed Shade had a limit to what she considered appropriate.

I, meanwhile, would love to throw myself at any or all of these ladies. My tail is tingling. What is going on back there? Thankfully Neethsi was here to guide us through the temptations to the regal double-doors at the back of the common area. They opened readily and inside on a plush-cushioned chair that bordered hedonistic, was a 14-year-old argonian girl, who looked almost like a blue and silver version of Shade when she was in her teen stage.

I feel so uncomfortable looking at someone that young being nude. “Welcome. I apologize for walking in on your breakfast like that, but I couldn’t wait with the opportunity ripe.” The girl said with the same voice that Dibella spoke to us with at Sugarcube Corner. “It is so good to see you four in person, so to speak.”

“What is the business you called us for, Dibella? Is it something inane?” Neethsi asked long-sufferingly and Dibella shook her head, her long silver feathers swaying.

“No Neethsi, not this time. Not to me at least.” She turned her amber eyes on me and I shivered. “Come closer, Meen-Rei, so that I may get a better look.” I gulped and approached the deceptively young avatar, who put her hands on my face, tracing my nosering, the contours of my bones and peered into my eyes. “So beautiful. Were you here before young Mez-Rei here, you could have been my Sybil here.”

“No thanks, I like having my own mind and body to myself.” I meekly protested and the goddess smiled with her eyes like all argonians do.

“Which is why I find myself enamored. Do you not know?” I nervously shook my head slightly and Dibella sighed. “A shame. Meen-Rei, you are the most Beautiful argonian this side of Tamriel.” I gawked at her claim and she tittered. “You are so humble. You didn’t know you could have cocked a hip and whipped your tail to get every straight male or gay or bi female to do your bidding?”

“Sis is too shy for that, even if she is a complete perv.” Shade commented and I leered back at her in annoyance.

“You have no place to speak either, Shade. You have a mane of feathers only Mez-Rei can compete with. Not to mention the two of you, your bodies are perfect. So voluptuous, so motherly, yet muscular and tight with youth belying bodies practically made for sex!” Dibella declared, getting worked-up and both visibly and by scent immensely aroused.

“Is there a purpose for us being here, Dibella, besides for you to state Meen-Rei and Shade are the hottest girls on Mundus?” Neethsi huffed, only for Dibella to point at her.

“Neethsi, you were the sexiest argonian period until they showed up. Now you’re only superior in male capacity while rivaling them in your female form. You even have Rarity with you, the most beautiful pony in this generation. Unf!” Dibella crossed her thighs and waved her hands at her chest and face. “Pardon, if I would like to see with my own eyes four of the sexiest people alive right now.”

“What about the other super-sexy people we’ve encountered?” I asked, a bit dumbfounded. Freda was at least in our league, I considered Twilight exceptionally pretty too.

“Aside from Twilight, who loses points for not being sure of herself, the others are Outworlders. You are too, but not. You’re of Mundus. Whatever brought you here has woven your very being with this realm. You could leave it if you wish, but this is your home as much as any native.” Dibella stated before she stood and...hugged me. “Thank you. For bringing such beauty to this world.”

“Um...I don’t like to think of myself-.” Dibella shushed me with a finger to my lips.

“Not just your Beauty, but the Beauty you promote. You inspire others to work at bettering themselves, their crafts, their appearances. You haven’t noticed, of course not, you’re too humble. Look around you as you return home after leaving here. Compare everything to before you arrived.” Dibella insisted and then eyed my massive tits in her face. “Also these~!” I sighed when she groped me, totally expecting-.

“Ah!” A cry from the room behind us made us look before a Nord woman came in with a golden chicken egg in her hands. “Dibella, our goddess, look!” She held up the egg with wonder.

“What is-another daedra, but with a divine aura? Oh my.” Dibella said with wonder and a curious look at the egg. It was tickling in my mind. A Token!

“That’s someone like me. A Displaced. An Outworlder who was forced to adopt a new realm as their home and granted power. Often for the amusement of a greater entity.” I informed Dibella and she looked at me with a look of sadness. Don’t you pity me!

“Well then, I am curious! I call upon whomever is tied to this trinket.” Dibella intoned, but nothing happened. “Hm, I sense a blockage. Tied to the barrier between here and Oblivion. That’s not right, it bypasses Oblivion. Why tie it up with the barrier. Hold on, just let me-.”

“No~!” Hermais squealed in despair when she appeared above us, but the egg rolled out of Dibella’s hand and rapidly grew in size, knocking her and I apart until it reached 6 feet tall and ‘cracked’ in half to reveal-.

Pleasure. Make eggs. More. Must make more. Fill me! Give me eggs! Help me fulfill-!

I woke up on top of a pile of panting, sweating, gasping and groaning women of all races. I was in my atronach body. Shade wasn’t far from me. Neethsi was kissing and fingering a blue-scaled argonian woman with long flowing silver feather-hair that matched the Nerevarine’s stature, figure and muscle tone. Said woman was fucking Neethsi’s cunt with her tail.

“What just happened?” I tiredly asked and idly noticed someone in the pile was using my tail as a dildo. It was...good. Like back when I had male organs and fucked someone with it, but in my tail. Mm~ it’s as good as I remember, but so odd being from my tail. I gasped and shuddered as I felt my thick and long tail pulse and pump fluid that could only be cum into my unseen partner.

“Don’t know, but it was awesome.” Shade said and patted Rarity’s head, the mare having been eating her out while her lower body, submerged in the pile of sexy women, humped against her other partner. Likely someone’s cleavage since she has had trouble finding girls willing to try her massive dick.

“The Outworlder, mm, Wiatr. She’s a, mm, Goddess of Fertility, Sex and Commerce.” Dibella said between kisses with Neethsi. “She’s been very helpful, gave me tips, told me to expand my horizons.” Dibella smirked naughtily at us before Neethsi hissed in orgasm on her tail. “After all, farmers already pray to me for Fertile crops.” Oh boy...

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