Ch.37

[Sundas, 8th of Last Seed, 4E: 221]

“Oof!” Brennie jolted awake from her womb getting a swift kick from within and she sighed before rubbing her sides. “Good morning to you too.” She huffed and sat up, her massive cum-filled-condom-stuffed womb filling most of the room as she wondered how they ended up like this two days in a row. Well, Twilight really knows how to worship a woman, Pandora is a horrid tease and she’s been really stressed out by all the political bullshit.

Then she felt a presence wander into the room and it wasn’t mortal.

“Who’s there?” Brennie demanded, looking around to find the source. With her belly taking up so much space, they didn’t have much room to hide in, but they still somehow evaded her sight.

“Bersie, what is it? Why aren’t you letting us out?” Twilight projected to her with telepathy and Brennie subconsciously rubbed her belly protectively before her Navel Pearl, a requirement considering the situations her female form ends up in, flattened her womb into muscular abs and she stood warily.

“There it is. You really do care.” A motherly voice that made Brennie instinctively calm down a good bit echoed in the room before a nearly-transparent woman who looked like...like her mom. Her original mom. The one who birthed her, raised her and-.

“Don’t do that!” Brennie snarled, her hackles raised, her calm forgotten in favor of rage. How dare this woman bring back these feelings of sadness, loss and regret?! Now that she thought of it, her voice was-. “Change or leave now before I get violent!”

“It pains me to see your Love has become Despair for your mother. I cannot change how I appear, for I am different to all who see me. I am Mara, Divine of Love. I cannot be here long, even with our strength building. Please, heed my words. Do not let your hate, your fear, your insecurity chase you away from Love. If not Romantic, then at least seek Platonic. My husband, Akatosh, warns me that if you do not, then we are doomed.” Mara warned before she faded.

“Brennie? Your heart is pounding so hard it’s like a drum in here! Are you okay?” Twilight asked fearfully and Brennie rubbed her abs instinctively before she froze and clenched her fists.

“Peachy. You need a day off, Twi.” Brennie huffed and willed herself to shrink down to her human form and put on her armor that was unisex and masked both her appearance and her voice. “Besides, you can leave the job to your Deputy Headmaster for a day. I’ll let your assistants know.” Brennie said as she left the private quarters of the captive headmistress.

“O-okay? But...won’t you let me out?” Brennie patted her abdomen and left the room. “Brennie? Brennie?!” Unf! Yeah, kick as hard as you want~... “Pandora, get us out!”

“Nope! Mistress Brennie wants us as her belly pets for the day, so we’re gonna stay! Not these condoms though, they’re taking up too much space.” Brennie sighed in a mixture of relief and disappointment when the extra weight and pressure of the cum-filled condoms left her.

“Ugh! I’m gonna make you pay for this Brennie! I’m gonna pleasure you all day and drive you crazy!” That’s the plan, Purple Smart. Good luck...mm~...

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“We’re lucky none of us ended up pregnant.” Neethsi hissed in a mixture of anger and astonishment as we walked home. Damn that Displaced, we lost all of Loredas! Sure, it was to hedonistic orgies, but it was so overwhelming to the psyche that besides snippets of memory and faint sensations in my body, I can’t remember it! That sucks! At least thanks to Neethsi and Rarity working together, we weren’t making a ‘walk of shame’ home in the nude.

“Considering how argonian receptiveness works and how ponies do, I’m not that surprised. The fact the visiting goddess had the restraint not to knock us all up though, that’s the surprising part.” I huffed in frustration. I would’ve liked to remember participating in a gigantic orgy! “If I ever meet Wiatr in person and don’t have my brain drip out my twat or tail, I’m gonna kick her in the jimmies!” Why do I feel like I just threatened myself? Oh shit, is she a version of me?

“I’m mostly upset that my dresses were ruined.” Rarity huffed in frustration and I patted her back. She didn’t put much effort into those dresses because she said we’re all so beautiful that having more elaborate dresses would’ve taken away from our appearance, but it was the principle that mattered.

“Well, whatever. We have all of today unless another deity decides to ruin it. It’s been a while since a daedric prince bothered you, hasn’t it?” Damn it Shade! Why did you have to tempt Murphy?! I warily looked around, waiting for a daedric quest to smash into me and drag me along the cobblestone street like a streamer.

“Meen-Rei.” The voice of Sheogorath’s scottish/irish brogue echoed from a block of cheese on a fence post we were passing with that dark and moody tone he sometimes had.

“Not now Merario. I am in no mood.” Neethsi snarled at the cheese, only for her to swap places with me without warning, leaving me right in front of the cheese.

“Meen, I gotta tell ya, you’re really giving sanity a swift kick in the dangles. So much so, that I’m afraid the Isles have suffered a sudden influx of immigrants. I’m gonna have to ask ya to tone it down a bit.” What?! “I know! It’s such a sane request with an insane expectation! It’s maddening! How do you think I feel about this?! Haskill won’t stop passive-aggressively harping on me about it! My last jester’s entrails are decorating my throne room for the fifth time!”

“I can’t control it! It’s not like I’m trying! How am I even doing that?! How is it my fault?!” I demanded angrily and Sheogorath sighed as if he was trying to explain something to a child!

“The answer is simple. Don’t be you for at least a day. Can’t you be someone else, somewhere else? What do you mean mortals can’t do that Haskill? Of course she can! She’s not mortal! Well, she does have nice yams and hams, so being someone else would reduce the eye candy.” Sheogorath rambled and I snarled.

“Why you little-!” I picked up the cheese and started strangling the Bart Simpson replica made of cheese. “I’ll teach you to peep on me!” The cheese-Bart gagged and choked as I exacted my righteous vengeance upon...a fucking piece of cheese shaped like Bart Simpson! “You asshole!”

“Worth-*gag*-it!” Sheo gagged and then I stuffed the cheese-Bart into my mouth and ate it whole. Vengeance is delicious! “Ha! I told Haskill this would work!” ...Why am I speaking like Sheo?! “Now, we must swim into the sea, find the lost Dreugh city and find the Trident of Tides!” Get out of my body you-ah~! Don’t use me as a meat puppet~!

“...Are we just going to let him possess and abduct her?” Shade asked Neethsi who sighed in defeat as Sheo sprinted my body away. Stop me~!

“She’s a Hero, she’ll be fine. At best Sheo will just drive her a little insane. More than she already was apparently.” No~! Help! Stop me~! Wow this water is gross!

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“Is everything alright, General Berserker?” Miun-La questioned and Brennie paused with a wary look over at Miun-La.

“Yes, everything is great.” Brennie spoke clearly through a male voice filter that masked her current voice with her normal one. Meanwhile, she was enduring, rather quite enjoying, Twilight frantically humping against her uterus walls while Pandora egged her on. This distraction from stress was making her wonder why she always harped on Wiatr and Urta for indulging in pleasure while on duty when they were perfectly able to be functional.

“You just seem...more cheerful.” Miun-la clarified and Brennie furrowed her brows behind her visor. She knew she was acerbic, it was in her nature. Was she really such an asshole that doing something like this made an obvious difference in her demeanor?

“I managed to get Twilight to take the day off since it’s Sundas. I think her stressing herself out was putting me on edge.” Brennie felt Twilight pause in her pleasure-providing and gently rub the inside of her uterus instead. This made her feel...nice. Not pleasurable, but really nice. Then she moved up the walls of her womb and-. “Mm.”

“What was that?” Miun-La asked as Brennie fought to maintain her composure when Twilight and Pandora rubbed and stimulated the entrances to her fallopian tubes. It was like having two vaginas further inside of her getting fingered and ate-out and-.

“N-nothing. Continue as you are.” Brennie escaped the observant commander’s gaze and left the office to inspect the soldiers as they trained with the muskets and the new tactics involved with them. They haven’t had the new weapons long, but the former crossbowmen were quick to adapt to their guns. The archers were slightly slower. The rest worked around their new musketeer tactics flawlessly, like an oiled machine. “Could you please not?”

“Let us out~.” Twilight cooed and Brennie clenched her fists, standing stock still as she bit her lip and came where she stood on the edge of the practice field. Her pussy drenched the groin of her armor, forcing it to, for the first time ever, to initiate self-cleaning for sexual fluids. Today was a day for firsts it seems. “I wonder, if I fuck these holes with my condom-coated cock, will you cave?” Oh fuck no, but fuck yes.

“Challenge accepted. You’re not getting out.” Brennie huffed and didn’t react to how her whisper drew the ears of nearby dunmer. Right, the ears aren’t for show, she’d better keep quiet.

“I know you can withstand it, Mistress!” Pandora encouraged her, but Brennie had to use her Armorlock, because the moment Twilight began feeding her dick into one of her tubes, her lower body turned to jelly. She barely managed to mute her sealed armor’s speaker before she screamed in rapture and orgasmed so damn hard she was seeing stars. Why did she avoid this for so long~?! “Fight hard, Mistress!”

“Unf, come on. Give in. I’m taking a big risk here. These magic condoms are incredible, but I am fucking one of your fallopian tubes, Bersie.” Twilight goaded as she fucked Brennie stupid in the open. Her armor stayed stock still, nobody could hear her screaming her throat raw and her crotch was flooding with her juices, the self-cleaning system dutifully processing it.

“Doesn’t the general give off an impressive aura?” One of the nearby nords whispered, fairly poorly due to needing to speak up so his companion could hear him over the shouting and yelling going on in the practice field.

“Aye, he looks like a veteran watching his soldiers like a good commander does.” The other added on.

The deception somehow made Brennie get off harder and she thrashed against her armor, her strength almost overwhelming it, but it was made for her with her strength and powers in mind, so it held and prevented her from embarrassing herself. However, she couldn’t give a flying fuck what they thought right now! She was having some of the best sex in her life!

“Unf, can’t hold on~!” Twilight keened into her mind and Brennie blacked out when she felt Twilight cum directly into something that was never meant to be directly ‘interfaced’ with. However, instead of pain, her body tried to dump her melted brain through her body and out her cunt along with all of the feminine lube she’d liberally ejaculated into her armor. “Uh...hey, are these things supposed to get stuck on the penis?” Ahn~! D-don’t pull~!

“Don’t lose now, Mistress! She’s almost lost!” Pandora supportively declared, but that didn’t matter when Twilight’s dick was stuck in the condom from how tightly Brennie’s tube was clenching on it, keeping the cum-stuffed condom inside her and inflating towards her ovary.

“Oh fuck~!” Brennie shrieked in her silenced helmet, suddenly fantasizing about the condom somehow bursting, Twilight’s sperm seeking her defenseless eggs and giving her more beautiful children~! N-no! No! She can’t! She needs to get her brain out of her ovaries! “Twi. S-stahp~.” Brennie weakly pleaded half-heartedly due to how fucked-out she was along with wanting her sudden fantasy to possibly come true. How long had it been since she had kids? Decades?

“It won’t pull out!” Twilight yelped before she gave her cock a hard pull back. “Oh, fuck~!” The alicorn moaned as she blasted another load into the already cum-filled condom.

“You can beat her, Mistress!” Pandora cheered on instead of intervening.

“Shit, Twi~.” Brennie panted and convulsed, her eyes rolling back in her head as she orgasmed repeatedly and couldn’t hear anything past her whorish moans or heartbeat. “Gunna git preggers~.” Brennie slurred as she drooled, her brain gone as she waited for Twilight to finish.

“Uh, oops. I think you may have broken Mistress.” Pandora uneasily said as Brennie was on the verge of unconsciousness. When was the last time she was fucked unconscious? She couldn’t remember.

“I’m trying to-!” The sudden removal of Twilight’s dick from her tube made Brennie black out for a brief moment. “Shit! Fuck! Help me pull the condom out-no, no, no~! Don’t tear!” Yay~...Brennie passed out.

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I emerged from the ocean on a pillar of water that somehow clung to my hips. “I am the prettiest mermaid!” Sheo shouted with my voice. Holy fuck, I’m so glad I survived! The Dreugh were not happy! Damn it Sheo, why did you use me to steal one of their holy relics?! “Because there’s too much water!” How does having an ocean-controlling trident help with that?! “You’ll see! If Azura’s not talking out of her perfectly sculpted arse, you’ll have use of this when you go with Neethsi to other lands in the west.”

What does-nevermind. There are too many situations such an artifact would be useful out west. There’s the Sloads, the Maormer, the sunken islands of Yokuda, the enemy navies. Yikes. This trident could be an overpowered artifact!

“Now you see! A bit at least, you’re thinking too small! You’ll find out, apparently. I had to get hands-on with you missy, because you’re too comfortable with your mundane lifestyle in spite of the grand adventure looming on the horizon! Try to be more adventurous!” Suddenly, I had control of my body back and I yelped when the pillar dropped out from under me. I only avoided slapping into the water like a dead fish because the Trident made me an incredible swimmer.

Which is good, because I had to swim like hell to escape the pissed-off crab-squid people trying to kill me!

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Brennie came to, still standing on the edge of the training field with a unicorn healer waving his magic-coated hands over her armor. “I sense he’s awake. Are you alright now?”

“Huh?” Brennie tried to move, but her armor resisted her. Right. Armorlock. Why does she feel so satisfied, but exhausted? With a mental command, the armor unlocked and she staggered, almost falling on her face. “I’m up! I’m up...when did I get here?” Brennie grumbled as she turned her gaze around at the empty training field.

“Over an hour ago, sir. What happened? You were watching the troops, but you weren’t responding to anyone and all attempts to move you failed.” Golnis questioned in concern.

“Ugh. Blame that fucking crazy god, Sheo. He tried to hijack my body for his amusement, but the suit’s armor lock failsafe kicked in.” Brennie lied on the spot, which Golnis thankfully bought.

“Damned daedra! Well, at least you managed to fight off the fetcher and kept yourself from harming anyone. Thankfully Healing Hands here is a cleric of Mara. You should be safe from-.”

“Hey, don’t slander me!” Yelled a mini version of Brennie. “By Oblivion, I love this sundered state, I don’t have to worry about Dragonfires! Though not like I did before.” Golnis immediately blasted the tiny mockery with a firebolt, banishing the bothersome daedra.

“Good. Well...I’m off to go see how Twi’s day went.” Brennie, with help from the armor, walked off the field and in the direction of the university from the barracks. Once near an alcove, she ducked into it and stumbled to lean against it and moaned. “What the fuck, girls? What happened to turn my legs into rubber? The last thing I remember was talking to Miun-La.”

“Hey! Hi! Um..uh...so...how mad would you be if I got you pregnant?” Twilight meekly asked, clearly terrified.

“...Twilight, the real question is; how terrified are you, knowing you’re going to become a parent? Also, no, not mad.” Brennie said as she rubbed her armor’s abdomen. Shit. She wasn’t upset...actually she was happy. It’d been a long time since she had kids. However, this meant things just got more complicated.

“Absolutely fucking scared out of my mind! I can’t even handle myself! How will I be able to take care of children?!” Twilight demanded frantically, but the movement in her womb told Brennie that Pandora was cuddling the mare and petting her mane. “I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t be. It’s half my fault too for egging you on. Well, nothing for it. I’m going back to your room, get back to work.” Brennie huffed and continued onward to LUM.

“S-seriously? I just knocked you up and you want me to keep going?” Twilight asked in bafflement and Brennie snorted with a slap on her armor’s stomach.

“Twi, my life is all kinds of freaky. Ever since I married Wiatr, hell, before then, sex and pregnancy was just a part of life. You already directly injected your seed into one of my tubes, so I’m definitely going to end up really pregnant. You might as well finish the job.” Brennie cooed and rubbed her armor’s stomach, not caring if anyone saw right now.

“Oh! If you want to be pregnant, Mistress, I can be pregnant too! I would like to experience it!” Pandora excitedly declared and Brennie growled hungrily. None of her wives have had kids for decades either. She could go for some hot preggo sex to sate the breeding fetish Wiatr sparked in her early on in their relationship.

“...You know what? I might as well get pregnant too at this rate! Ugh...fine. All this talk about it has me harder than steel already. I’ll wait until you get to my room though, Bersie. It was bad enough I fucked you in broad daylight, let alone in front of your soldiers.” Twilight huffed and Berserker hurried back to the university with a sprint that would have outpaced cars.

She didn’t slow down at the campus either, rushing to Twilight’s room and locking the door. “Do it!” Brennie demanded and went to the bed before banishing her armor, leaving her nude and flopping bonelessly on the downy mattress because her legs were still too weak to hold her up. She managed to roll over and groped her heaving basketball breasts when she felt it.

Brennie stuffed a nipple into her mouth to silent her scream when Twilight, bareback, penetrated her other tube. “Alright, unf, you asked for it!” The rest of the day went like this and Brennie just wished it was one of her wives doing it. Well, technically, it was.

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