Ch.48

[Sundas, 29th Last Seed, 4E: 221]

“So it’s a Cutie Map.” Brennie said after a quick look at the crystal map on the crystal table growing from a root of the crystal Tree of Harmony in a room of the university dedicated to it.

“No, it’s not, Brennie! It’s a map able to pinpoint areas of disharmony and highlight them for us to resolve any problems.” Twilight huffed indignantly, but Brennie waved it off.

“Yeah, my purple wife has one, on a larger scale now, but you’re just getting started.” Brennie stated as she rounded the map. “So these pinpricks of light, conflict?”

“Yes. It’s rather disheartening to see the known world lit up like the night sky. However, minor conflicts are pinpricks, it’s the larger spots and the glowing areas of the map we need to investigate.” Twilight said with a pointing finger at the highlighted whole of Cyrodiil. “Something has happened to the Empire. The whole of their province is in turmoil.”

“Couldn’t have happened to a more competent government.” Brennie snarked in disgust and noted that the areas immediately around known standing Towers were completely devoid of ‘conflict’. “I’m guessing the Towers either interfere with Harmony’s ability to sense around them or they promote Harmony?”

“Promote. Each Tower resonates with one another. Harmony puts out an aura of peace and calm in case you didn’t notice.” Twilight patted her crotch and Brennie nodded. Normally they’d be at each other like wild animals by this point with how hungry they were for one another. Thanks to Harmony, it was just a mild urge they could set aside for business.

“Then we can at least trust the Towers won’t allow Dark Anchors to be established too close.” Brennie pointed at Cyrodiil. “As it stands, aside from High Rock, Valenwood and Elsweyr, Cyrodiil has no Tower and is the furthest from any of the active ones.”

“Neethsi said she was going to try and restore Adamantine, because while it was toppled, that was achieved by undermining the island it was on. It’s otherwise perfectly intact, so High Rock will soon have a Tower again.” Twilight brought up and Brennie nodded in acknowledgement. “Furthermore, the Valenwood council of elders has petitioned to have Neethsi restore Green Sap. Leaving only Elsweyr without a Tower.”

“Geez, we might as well just build one ourselves there to be certain.” Brennie huffed as she continued to look over the Cutie Map. It seemed aside from Cyrodiil; Summerset, Valenwood and Elsweyr were in the most turmoil.

“Yes, we’re studying the Brass Tower along those lines.” Twilight said, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

“Did you sleep last night?” Brennie asked softly as she approached and put a hand on Twilight’s shoulder.

“I don’t need sleep, I need answers. We have a crisis on the horizon after we just dealt with one and I’m trying to head it off.” Twilight told her lover, but suddenly she felt dizzy and Brennie pulled her into a bridal carry. “That was mean. You did something.” Twilight muttered into Brennie’s neck as she carried the alicorn.

“You won’t get anything done exhausting yourself like this. I need a good night's rest, too. Barely got even a wink of sleep.” Brennie grumbled since the bags under her eyelids were evident enough. Powering on through her tiredness, she carried Twilight back to her room, kicking the door open and closing it shut behind her. “Finally~.” Sighing, Brennie dragged her and Twilight onto the bed and all but flopped upon it. “...Really Twi?”

“Sorry if you’re fucking hot…” Twilight muttered into her throat, unmoving despite the tent she was pitching in her robe between Brennie’s thighs. “Just ignore it…”

“Can’t.” Getting rid of her clothes with her Omni-Tool’s built-in wardrobe function, Brennie fished for Twilight’s maremeat and slid it inside her already wet and eager vagina. Humming in content, she gave a quick kiss on Twilight’s lips and snuggled on top of her ‘Baby-Daddy’. “Better~.”

“No~...I can’t even move…” Twilight tiredly groaned as Brennie gyrated her hips to pleasure them both. “I don't wanna make you do all the work…” Twilight complained, as her breathing got heavier, but her leaden limbs didn’t let her return the favor.

“You’ll be working enough when you cum.” Brennie panted and kissed Twilight as she fucked herself on her otherwise unresponsive mate, who was so drained from exhaustion and having a mild paralysis spell put on her that she was essentially a glorified dildo. “Now feed me and Pandora.” Brennie insisted and Twilight moaned into her lips when she kissed.

Brennie grunted in satisfaction when she felt Twilight erupt into her womb and she gently orgasmed, deciding to ride the pleasure and afterglow to sleep while Pandora sucked on Twilight’s cervix-penetrating cock, causing Twilight to blissfully pass out with her.

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Neethsi was panting, watching sweat the color and pattern of the night sky drip from her glass-like flesh. Below sat the fully terraformed Yokuda. She didn’t change the landscape, merely altered the earth to be fertile and capable of supporting flora and fauna. Said flora and fauna were donated by High Rock due to Yokuda possessing the right climate geographically.

“Hm~.” Neethsi heard before something slid onto her tail, which was her version of a male organ, so it tensed and instinctively thrust despite Neethsi’s shock. She didn’t move otherwise, stunned upon the realization that her flying chariot was lacking both of her pegasus escorts. “Ah, yes fuck me!”

“Before I use this trident on you, who is it?” Neethsi demanded angrily, trying not to give the intruder of her space what she wanted by staying her tail.

“Ah, ah, I’m Spitfire.” The groaning mare answered while still thrusting on her tail.

“Oh, one of my escorts. Why are you doing this? How isn’t the chariot falling?” Neethsi questioned while she turned back to see the athletic yellow mare with fiery hair was fucking herself on Neethsi’s aetheric tail. Now that she knew who it was, she wasn’t opposed to returning the favor by wriggling her tail-dick in the fit mare.

“Soarin is underneath, keeping us aloft. He’s really shy and wasn’t willing to see me commit heresy on the new goddess.” Spitfire moaned as Neethsi felt her tip hit Spitfire’s cervix, this mare’s pussy was milking her with strong pelvic muscles. “As for why? You’re so fucking hot! I can’t stop masturbating to thoughts of you. If I didn’t take this chance I’d never forgive myself!”

“Oh, well, I’m flattered. I’m willing to relieve your stress and even be friends with benefits later on, but I’m in a serious relationship with three other ladies already.” Neethsi told the mare as she thrust her tail in and out of her drooling snatch while leaning forward and enjoying the view as Soarin guided them towards Orichalc in the distance.

“Fuck, you’re throbbing!” Spitfire moaned as the mare’s cervix let her slide in. “Guh~!” Spitfire orgasmed incredibly hard, pulling Neethsi’s tail in as far as her vagina would allow and Neethsi moaned when her tail pulsed and pumped the mare with her cum. “Ahn~!” Spitfire wailed and Neethsi hummed contentedly as she filled her new fuck-friend. “I-I’m turning colors!” Huh?

Neethsi looked back and hissed in frustration as she watched Spitfire’s day-themed fiery form turn aethereal starting from her inflating womb and groin to spread across her body. Damn it all! She hasn’t properly cum into any of her lovers while in this state, so she had no clue this would happen. Then again, she should’ve at least assumed something like this would occur when her aetheric essence could be pumped from her tits.

“It’s mostly cosmetic, don’t worry about it.” Neethsi huffed and let her body keep filling the infatuated flier, who might be grounded soon due to Neethsi’s impressive reserves. A scroll appeared in front of her face. “Hm?” Neethsi opened it and groaned. It only made sense, but why? “Enjoy me while you can Spitfire, because after I spend time with my lovers, I’m going south from here to Thras.”

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“Now Coco, I know it’s the frontier, but some of the best civil engineers from six provinces are coming here to turn this place into Yokuda’s first new city.” Rarity assured Coco Pommel, her friend who had fallen on hard times lately and was looking for a new start.

“It’s okay, Rarity. I could use some time before things get as busy as a proper city here.” Coco was a more humble yet still beautiful mare, who if not for her good skill at fashion, would probably hide her pretty face and quite attractive body rather than accentuate it.

“Now then, I trust you to handle things, but if you run out of stock and the merchants using the Wayshrine as transport give you trouble, just come back to Lilmoth to let me know.” Rarity insisted before we left the Chique Boutique of Yokuda to breathe in the refreshing alpine air.

“I will!” Coco called back before the door closed. I was about to comment when a chariot landed and Neethsi casually levitated a gorgeous aetheric mare clearly cumflated and cooing dumbly as she stroked her stuffed womb.

“Hey girls. Sorry about this one. She decided to surprise-sex me and I may have turned the tables a bit much.” Neethsi sheepishly said as she set the mare who could’ve passed for being pregnant with quintuplets on her knees and underbelly since she was too well-fucked to stand.

“Sorry about Spitfire. She knew you’d be leaving somewhere else after this and wanted to satisfy her fantasy.” The cute blue pegasus stallion who had set the chariot down apologized and rubbed Spitfire’s belly as she cooed and whispered naughty things to herself.

“I already said it was okay. Besides, it isn’t like she can get pregnant, it’s the wrong time of year.” Neethsi waved off and approached us. “I’m going south to raise Thras tomorrow and kill all of the Sloads. Before I raise another island chain and commit honestly reasonable genocide on a species of evil genocidal monsters, I’d like it if we could just spend time together today.”

“I’m all for that.” I said with an envious look at Spitfire. “You’re gonna do that to us tonight though.” I demanded with Rarity and Shade eagerly nodding and Neethsi sighed.

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“It’s been a while.” Shade commented as we walked the streets of Wayrest in High Rock, decked out in fancy dresses and shoes with Neethsi leading us towards a proper restaurant. Wayrest is so old and culturally diverse, that they were one of the few places in Tamriel to properly have places dedicated just to cooking and serving food.

“Yes, since we ate out together. That kidnapping-turned-picnic in Harmony’s personal demiplane didn’t count.” Rarity nodded in agreement and Neethsi whirled around.

“Kidnapped?! What happened?!” Neethsi demanded and I patted her shoulder as we turned her around and nudged her to get her to keep leading us to the restaurant.

“Harmony, y’know, the Tree of Harmony, abducted Rarity and her friends from wherever they were at the time and then Shade and I when we went to investigate. Harmony’s our daughter FYI, so no disparaging her.” I said with a pat on Shade’s shoulder. “Anyway, she did that to sync with the Elements and get to know the people who helped her, then us because she got excited to see her mothers.”

“So we had a picnic in her personal demiplane. Think of it as a pocket of Oblivion just for you.” Shade summarized because Neethsi had enough going on. She’d be busy with Thras while the rest of us dealt with the Second Planemeld. I already had an idea to help with my incompetencies besides pester Neethsi for training.

“Oh, okay then. Well, we’re here.” Neethsi gestured to the fancy place. It reminded me of those fancy French restaurants back in my original dimension. Huh. High Rock is technically this world’s France now that I thought of it. Cool.

“This is amazing!” Shade cheered when we entered, only for the maitre’d to hold us up.

“P-pardon. May I ask that you not bring a daedra in here?” The man’s insult towards my mate almost made me blow up, but Neethsi held up a hand to stop me or the others.

“Good sir. I am not a daedra. I am aedric in my power and divinity much like Talos and other known deities to come from mortals. Were I a daedra, my power would be diminished and unable to take such a form.” Neethsi gently assured him and he gulped uneasily before he nodded.

“Very well, apologies for the mistake. I’m no mage and am not notably pious, so I could not recognize your presence.” The man said nervously and I was confused. Presence? She’s always felt the way she does to me now. Larger than life and ten times more storied. “Follow me, I’ll take you to the second floor balcony.” The well-suited maitre’d then led us in.

He promptly seated us, but Rarity kept Shade and I from just sitting as the man pulled out a chair and let Neethsi into it before pushing her in. He then did the same for each of us. “What is your pleasure tonight, ladies? We serve the finest wine in High Rock, but we also have more casual fare such as mead from Skyrim or Cyrodiilic brandy.”

“We’re from Lilmoth, sir, we have wine all the time. What brands of mead and brandy do you carry?” Rarity questioned and I looked at Shade in silent bewilderment. Black Marsh has wine? Rum or liquor, yes, but wine? Isn’t it way too damn hot for grapes down there?

“We carry Golden Glow and Berry Bushel meads. Our brandys are Colovian Reserve and Stalingrad Seal.” The man replied readily and I felt my throat get dry.

“Is Colovian Reserve a dark amber with a rich, smooth and smokey flavor that burns down your throat, but doesn’t have a harsh bite to it?” I questioned eagerly and the man smiled.

“Ah, a woman of good liquor. Yes, that is the signature look, feel and taste of Colovian Reserve.” The Breton man said with relish at my observation.

“We’ll buy a bottle!” I declared immediately with a thirsty run of my gold tongue over my suddenly chapped-feeling golden lips.

“Make that two. I’m a fan of the Reserve. We’ll have one of each of the rest for tasting and take the remainder home when finished here.” Neethsi ordered, likely having just spent more money than most people do in a month. It’s easy to forget she’s rich when she lives mostly by her own means rather than her hoard of gold.

“Excellent. I’ll also bring a bottle of clean water and a bucket of ice. I’ll take your orders when I return.” The maitre’d left us and Rarity hummed.

“He recovered rather well for daring to call a goddess a mere daedra. Speaking of which, I haven’t seen you eat or drink anything since you became so mystically beautiful, darling.” Rarity brought up with a hand brushing through her magic rainbow mane. She and the others now had permanent ‘rainbow’ hair, which was fairly silly for Rainbow, but something the others had to adjust to since it was a physical expression of their direct connection to Harmony.

“Neethsi barely ate before that. I only remember her eating meals when the rest of us were eating.” Shade brought up and Neethsi nodded.

“Yes. I already was relying more on using magicka to sustain myself, especially when I nearly starved at sea on my journey back from Akavir. I was trapped in doldrums, no currents, no winds, not even sealife. So I turned to my magic to feed me. Initially I turned seawater into freshwater to drink, then turned water into food. That was far less successful. So I instead nourished my body directly from magicka and haven’t really stopped since.” Neethsi answered before the maitre’d returned with a tray filled with tall glasses, bottles and a bucket of ice.

“Our chefs have the finest ingredients in the province and from beyond at their disposal. What is thine wish, ladies?” The man, now in full service mode and far more charming for it, smiled as he held a clipboard with a fountain pen ready to write.

“I would love a Nicoise for the appetizer, Lobster Bisque for soup, Ratatouille for the main course and Chocolate Mousse for dessert.” Rarity ordered immediately and I felt a bit intimidated upon realizing the maitre’d didn’t give us menus! This is one of those restaurants!

“I’ll have a clam and whitefish chowder, Cognac Shrimp with Beurre Blanc and crepes.” Neethsi readily requested and Shade looked horrified, so I gulped and hoped I didn’t botch this.

“I’d like a Galette Bretonnes packed with your choice of meat and eggs, Bouillabaisse, Boeuf Bourguignon and Fondant au Chocolat.” I ordered and the man looked a bit surprised that I’d ordered a breakfast item for an appetizer, an item that was often a meal on it’s own.

“I’ll have the same.” Shade announced, using me as the escape like I’d hoped to offer.

“That is quite a list. I’ll see to it your orders are fulfilled with all expedience.” The man stated before he left us.

“So I’m guessing he isn’t assigning a waiter or waitress to us because of the insult?” I questioned the two more worldly people at the table.

“Yes. He outright tried to kick her out on a false assumption, so to hopefully ensure we don’t tell people about his slip-up, he’s going to handle our service personally like a professional.” Rarity answered before she uncorked a bottle of a golden drink I didn’t recognize. “Mm~. Fragrant aroma, almost sickeningly sweet, actually.”

“Mead is fermented honey, Rarity. One of those is also mixed with fermented berries.” Neethsi commented as she put ice in the glasses and Rarity used her telekinesis magic to pour us all a tall glass. “To you, my lovers, my future wives. When this is all done, I can vainly hope to marry you all.” Aw~! We love you too, Neethsi!

We clinked glasses and then sipped. Woo! Wow that is sweet! I also feel flush already. That is some strong and sweet stuff! “Yes!” Rarity cheered and reached across the table to clasp her free hand with Neethsi with a beaming smile and a blush to her cheeks.

“I don’t know why you all include me. I was just a snotty little brat before whatever was toying with me turned me into a twin for my sister.” Shade said, clearly deciding that with marriage on the table, that she had to wonder why she was even here.

“Because I love you more than anyone besides Rarity and Neethsi. Initially it was the love of a mother, then a sister, now more.” I informed her firmly.

“You were always a cutie. I knew there was something deeper to you than the child you appeared to be and I wasn’t mistaken.” Rarity answered just as sternly.

“You helped Meen-Rei open my shell. Without you as you are, I would have beat around the bush and remained an enigma to her.” Neethsi said and Shade sniffled before she drank her drink quickly.

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