Ch.45

[Fredas, 27th Last Seed: Harvest's End, 4E: 221]

I awoke to the warmth of those around me and I took a deep whiff of whoever I was snuggling against. By the perfume, I must be snuggling up to Rarity. I can’t tell if it’s Shade or Neethsi snuggling against my back since they’re both argonians and both have the same bust-size preference that I’d adopted too.

“Unf, right there Neethsi.” Rarity whispered in her sleep and I cracked open an eye to see her maremeat was at full mast and throbbing into the air. “Yes, I want your foals…” Mm~. Rarity is dreaming of getting knocked up by the total stud that is Neethsi. Sure, she prefers her new female form with male tail, but I still fondly remember when she was a towering hulk.

A shame that Rarity won’t be receptive until late First Seed, when the Estrous Cycle for ponies kicks off and turns the mares into desperate breed-hungry whores. Thankfully they can at least take herbs to prevent pregnancies even then, but that’s the only time of the year that ponies can get pregnant. I rubbed Rarity’s stomach, longing to see it growing with the product of our love.

“Unf!” Rarity groaned and came in her sleep, spraying her glowing magic cum all over us. This of course woke the other two and they protested before laughing and Rarity was covering her eyes with her palms as she blushed through her white fur so hard in embarrassment that I just had to giggle at her dismay. “Why does my piercing not keep my maleness away when asleep?”

“Hey, waking up to a bukkake shower isn’t unwelcome if it’s you.” I said into her ear before nipping it and Rarity groaned with a shove at me to get me off of her and I chuckled.

“Now we’re all sticky and musky! Today’s the festival! Come on girls, I’m sorry, but we need to clean up.” Rarity huffed as she scraped some of her blue-glowing cum off of her body and ate some before she could stop herself. I and the other argonians couldn’t help ourselves either. “S-stop that~!” Rarity whined and her flagging erection sprang back up. “No fair~! I just-grr!”

“Relax Rarity. We can have fun in the bath. Maybe you could even be the spigot~?” Shade teased our pony lover and Neethsi surprisingly snarled in desire.

“I’ve always had fantasies of swimming in cum! Well, at least after I first became female. That little shower just now was nothing compared to what Rei’s infusions into you have given you the volume to put out. I want a cum bath!” Neethsi declared, I raised a hand with an eager coo and Shade joined in. Rarity was gawking at us in horror mixed with lust and she growled.

“No! We’re going to get clean and go enjoy the festivities! We can indulge in our hedonistic sexual fantasies tonight if we’re not too tired!” Rarity dictated and the three of us non-ponies whined. “Don’t give me those eyes! Damn you argonians and your expressive eyes!”

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“So this is literally a feasting festival?” I asked Neethsi as we trailed behind Rarity. Despite not being a warrior or sorcerer or whatnot, Rarity ended up being the one wearing the pants in our relationship. I didn’t mind, Neethsi and Shade liked not being in full control either. Besides, Rarity’s bondage games and dominance plays were fun as well as sexy.

“Yes. Harvest’s End is the celebration that the majority of the work has ended for the year, at least for farmers. After this, most regions get too cold to grow crops at full yield, so the farms rotate in hardy plants that restore the soil. Even regions like this where crops can grow year-round follow this tradition to avoid exhausting the soil.” Neethsi lectured and I nodded in understanding. My first life had plenty of ancient celebrations along these lines.

“So what foods do Argonians and Ponies serve here?” Shade asked as she tugged on the hat Rarity made for her to keep the wind from blowing it away. Rarity had made us all simple yet elegant day dresses and matching hats with each of us enjoying our full figures without going overboard. Rarity, like the three of us, preferred to have basketball boobs when not doing something that such huge endowments would get in the way of, so we stood out further.

“Alcohol, pumpkins, several beasts that we farm or hunt, the strange fruits of the marsh and more normal cultivars.” Rarity listed as she tried recalling what would be available. “If it’s grown on a farm or plantation, raised on a ranch, fished from the sea or whatnot, it’ll be there.” Rarity eagerly declared with a lick of her lips. Oh? Is miss, soon to be missus, Rarity a secret foodie?

“I hope they’re serving those spicy sausages again.” Neethsi slobbered a bit and used a handkerchief to prevent her drool from dripping into her cleavage or on her dress. “While local fare doesn’t have the spiciness of dunmer dishes, the meat from mudlurkers especially has a zing to it.” Mudlurker? Oh! That gator-sized Wamasu wannabee thing, right.

“Oh~ I’m so hungry now~! Why didn’t we have breakfast?” Shade whined and I was about to comment on the whole ‘so we have room’ matter when we reached the Lilmoth city square to find kiosks lining the whole border and the buildings around the square also opening their doors and windows to the celebration regardless of their trade or state of residency.

“So you have room!” A vendor cheered at us, somehow hearing Shade over the hustle and bustle of the giant mass of people. It wasn’t until I got a good look to see it was Applejack! “Hey y’all! Come on over to get some cider!” AJ cheered and we eagerly approached. At least until a hulking red hill behind her stood up from behind a short stack of barrels to reveal an absolute stud of a handsome red stallion that stood at Nine feet tall! “Hey Mac, how’s the barrels doin’?!”

“Hm.” The giant red earth pony hummed and twirled the stalk of straw in his lips around with his teeth before running a hand through his similarly straw-colored messy mane and patted the barrels before snapping one of those straining suspenders on his overalls against his pec with a thumb. Oh Dibella I can see every single crease of his muscles from here!

“Golly, it’s only been an hour since we started. Head on back to the orchard for another run. Sorry to do this to ya, Mac.” AJ apologized to who could only be her brother and the stallion shrugged before grabbing the empty wagon and hoisting it over his head with one hand to casually walk out of the city square. I’m sure Shade and I aren’t the only ones gawking!

“Now you see why I had so much competition for the ladies when it came to being hyper-endowed.” Rarity pouted at us before smirking. “He is incredible, girls. I’ve even been his marefriend for a bit, but he’s too quiet and reserved for me. That stallion will make a lucky girl very happy someday, I’m just not that girl.”

“Yeah, my brother is known for that, but I wish it was more than that. He fought off Dominion troops at one time and punched a daedroth back to Oblivion in one hit.” Applejack boasted and then snorted. “Well, are ya gonna have some cider or ya just gonna drool over my brother’s ass as he walks away?” That is a fine ass. “Careful, its known to hypnotize.” I’ve noticed…

“Sis, quit talkin’ bout Mac’s body! Granny told us it’s rude to parade our genes about.” Came the complaint of a yellow mare with strawberry red mane and tail held back with an adorably oversized pink bow. She was about as tall and muscular as her sister, but had even bigger tits. She was wearing a similar set of suspenders as the other Apples, but wore a tunic rather than just a shirt for her torso.

“The milkmare of the family has no right to complain about that.” AJ pouted down at the massive nearly beach ball chesticles the yellow mare was sporting and said mare blushed so red her head matched her hair. “I still don’t get how yer lactating when ya don’t got no foals, sis.”

“Sis~!” The mare, who I gawked at upon realizing this was Applebloom, self-consciously wrapped her arms around her massive mams, only emphasizing their size by her muscular arms squeezing them. “You said you wouldn’t tell!”

“Please, everyone knows ya got milkers, Bloom. Now why don’t ya go mare-up and hit the milkmare stalls, see how you compare.” AJ shoved her sibling out from behind the kiosk before shoving the caramel-furred and green-maned stallion of average stature after her. “You too Coral. You’ve been working yourself too much. Find Bloom’s friends, have some fun.” AJ insisted and Applebloom did a 180, grabbing Coral's hand and dragging him into the crowd.

“Oh! That’s right! Ladies, let's get some cider and have some other goodies before heading for the milkmare stall!” Rarity excitedly chirped and I shared a wary yet eager look with my fellow argonian lovers.

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“So today’s a harvest festival?” Brennie asked Twilight as she let Twilight lean against her in their journey through the teeming mass of people in the streets. They were both wearing casual outfits. Brennie wore a black T-shirt with Linkin Park’s logo stretched over her K-cup b-ball boobs, black jeans with the tattered Doom Slayer banner on her left hip and matching black strappy combat boots while Twilight wore a blue button-up blouse with her similarly sized breasts displaying incredible cleavage and a knee-length gray skirt.

“Yeah. It’s the biggest feast of the year aside from varied local traditions spread across Tamriel. This is the grandest of them though, since it’s an international holiday.” Twilight answered from where she was happily resting her cheek against Brennie’s shoulder with her horn somehow turned rubbery so she could get this close without hurting the woman.

“Well, in case you couldn’t guess, I can definitely eat even if I don’t need to.” Brennie smiled softly and rubbed Twilight’s hand when it automatically went to her exposed six-pack abs.

“I don’t have that luxury as much! Feed me~!” Pandora pleaded with a whine and Brennie rolled her eyes. She knew Pandora was just playing. She drank enough of Twilight’s cum every time they had sex to get the protein and the amniotic fluid in her womb, aided by the golden lattice of the magick ‘inner womb’ linked to her that also supported Brennie’s babies, had pretty much every other nutrient needed. “But I wanna eat tasty food too~!” Oh, that’s fair.

“Hm, so much better.” Eris cooed when she appeared next to them with a matching figure in clothes similar to Brennie’s and Twilight ceased resting her head on Brennie’s shoulder.

“Aren’t you being fucked by gods?” Twilight asked curiously with a wary look around as Eris gained more piercings on her brows and lips, even her nose and Brennie visibly became more interested in the sight.

“Oh, I am. I’m the Spirit of Chaotic Time. Causality doesn’t matter.” Eris replied casually before running a hand along her smooth scaly scalp and leaving a mohawk-like frill to spring up.

“What’s up with the Uber-Goth get-up?” Brennie asked with a wry smirk.

“I’m feeling Goth right now, especially since seeing you all light-goth rocker put me in the mood.” The sexy serpent replied before looking around. “Now then, let’s eat and stuff. I’ve been getting fucked by Akatosh and Discord for what feels like years.”

“Any place in particular?” Brennie questioned as she rubbed her stomach.

“Dongo’s Stall?” Eris suggested with an evil look. “He decided to go about the planes here to make...interesting drinks.” Brennie looked to see a Lewd Bar at the end of an alley with a drink named Kyne’s Milk or Akatosh Seed.

“What’s in the drinks?” Twilight asked in bewilderment at the name of the stall while curious customers were served their orders in disposable wooden tankards and seemed to enjoy it before they went on their way.

“It says it all, Twilight. They ain’t pulling your leg.” Brennie whispered before turning to Eris. “Hey, could you do my hair up like yours?”

“Sure!” Eris giggled as she did Brennie’s hair up like her mohawk whereas Twilight blushed profusely at the concept of this bar actually serving godly fluids to the public! She checked the menu and gulped. Why were some of her fluids on that list?! How did he get them?! Her shock was compounded at the menu including Brennie’s milk too. She couldn’t imagine Brennie letting herself be milked. She didn’t seem the type.

“This is the best strawberry drink I’ve ever had!” An Imperial man cheered.

“I’m sure Mara would appreciate hearing that.” Said the handsome muscular orc with the long and epic braided beard manning the stall of the Lewd Bar next to a fairly pretty shapely female orc both in tavern clothes that was helping serve customers.

“Why does my blood feel like it’s boiling?” A nord asked as he drank a golden red liquid.

“That’s Akatosh for you. Don’t ask for another, remember it’s one per.” Dongo reminded the nord, who hummed and smoke faintly trailed from his nostrils as he left.

“My stomach feels weird.” An argonian woman groaned and her tummy bulged a bit.

“Dibella is about Fertility too, shared with Mara on that. You must already be with child. Who is the lucky guy?” The pretty orc next to Dongo questioned with a toothy smile.

“Ah, um, I’d rather not say right now.” The argonian shyly said with a barely hidden glance at an argonian man nearby, who almost choked on his drink before gulping nervously.

“Why is he serving this?” Twilight hissed to Brennie and Eris as she valiantly tried to ignore their epic mohawks. She had no idea hair could be like that and no argonian had a frill that enormous!

“Dongo’s significant other, currently his wife, has always owned and operated the Lewd Bar in some form or other. She loves bringing exotic and unexpectedly tasty drinks made from mystical bodily fluids to people.” Eris said with a gesture to the orc woman, who waved at them.

“And all the gods just let this happen?” Twilight asked before noticing Molag was not there while the rest of the Daedric Princes were.

“It’s not like they have too much of a choice. You didn’t even notice you were lactating from Brennie’s passive body enhancements bleeding over to you. The only reason you’re not bigger than you are now is because Dongo has been remotely milking you spatially. I’ll give you piercings right now.” Eris snapped her fingers and Twilight squeaked and patted her chest and groin. “Also gave you the same organ swapper sis gave Neethsi and Rarity.”

“Yes, it's not like we knew what to do with the sudden addition of magical endowments Discord blessed our Pantheon with.” Nocturnal huffed from a Raven. “Until recently my preferred body's breasts were just for show. Now our bodies have a default!” Nocturnal complained, but nobody seemed to notice the Daedric Prince’s presence save for them.

“Oh shush, you’ve been loving it! Besides, at least Molag doesn’t get to enjoy the fun and Vivec isn’t popular at all.” Sheogorath laughed from a cheese log on the counter that again nobody but them could hear voices from.

“True, but as much as I love being feminine and sultry, I did enjoy freely being a roguish handsome male. Now I have to make an effort.” Nocturnal replied before looking down at the group.

“You, you’ve caused such a stir, created so much Change. Although we Daedra are once more weakened in this realm, I thank you.” Came a spine-tinglingly scary voice from a statue of Dagon.

“Take that praise well, Dagon’s a real ass usually.” Came a comment from an unassumingly normal Breton who sipped his tankard on approach. “Hi, Sam Guevenne.” The human winked at them. “Thanks for stopping those idiots. This place is too much fun to let it all end.” He then patted Twilight on the shoulder. “Hey, get this one a drink. She’s got a secret party girl in her.”

“W-n-no I don’t!” Twilight protested with an aghast expression mixed with a flush of embarrassment and Brennie pulled her and Eris away from the daedra-infested alleyway.

“Let’s go find AJ. I want to load you up with cider!” Brennie declared and lamented that she couldn’t get drunk right now. Safe or not because of magic, Brennie still didn’t imbibe toxins when pregnant. It was only sensible.

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“You-*hic*-sneaky bitchsh~!” I slurred at Rarity as she, Shade and I were leaning against our gigantic tits, getting hand-milked for show in front of a crowd~! Neethsi was behind us to make sure nobody took advantage of our immobile state from our wagon-sized boulder boobs pinning us to the cobblestone street. “Y-you just-*hic*-wanted to show ush-*hic*-off~!”

“Guilty, mm~, as charged!” Rarity panted from next to me. Unlike Shade and I, she wasn’t as used to getting milked and her sensitivity was higher because of it. Thankfully her genital piercing was letting her be purely female right now to avoid making more of a mess that certainly would have occurred since she could’ve literally fucked her tits while standing.

“Oh~! Who is over my hills~?! You have magic hands!” Shade gasped from the other side of Rarity from me. We were taking up so much space that the milkmare stall, which Milky Way, previously the holder of biggest and milkiest tits in town, had to move the milking contest into the street. We were the cows~!

“Girls, I swear, I wish I could do what you’re doing.” Neethsi lamented, since she hadn’t gotten infused as a female, so only her cum-related organs got a boost. “As soon as we get home, you’re infusing me until my breasts swell as big as Rarity’s!” Because while this was Rarity’s maximum size, Shade and I were connected to the Hist and endlessly producing sap.

We might even be able to fill the city square~! “Yesh~! We needsh to do dat!” I slurred, drunk on pleasure, cider and I don’t know how many other types of booze I’ve had by now. I moaned and shuddered, my tail dripping pre-cum on the cobblestone street as my cunny honey drizzled down my legs. The only reason we’re not being arrested for public indecency is because Milky Way got a special permit for today~!

“Oh~!” Rarity came too and Shade’s wail of pleasure chorused with us as we moaned and even mooed for the fun of it. This was when my tail trailed up the back of Rarity’s left leg to her rear until Neethsi grabbed my naughty noodle and I whined with a look back at her to see she’d also stopped Shade from trying to fuck our future wife in public.

“Holy fuck!” I heard Brennie shout and felt a hand trail along the side of my left breast until Brennie rounded my tit with Twilight and another person I didn’t recognize. She’s a sexy goth! “How is this sexy shit legal?!”

“They’re the ‘cows’ for the milkmare milking contest. Normally this is very illegal, but Milky Way has a permit to do this at every major event. It’s never been this intense before.” Twilight admitted with a dry gulp and I groaned in orgasm again from my milker’s hands doing incredible things to my giant nips and areolas.

“Moo~!” Shade, Rarity and I chorused as we orgasmed noisily, our fluids dripping between our legs and filling the air with our musky need to be fucked. The fact everyone was watching only made it better~!

“Well, ain’t this a treat~.” Brennie let out a cute squeak when some Rat-beastman came out of nowhere and groped her breasts playfully. “Why not join in? We both know your tits are bigger than this.” The man chuckled and Brennie blushed hotly before wriggling free. I didn’t care about what came next, because I was too busy cumming~!

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