Ch.67

[Sundas, 20th Hearthfire, 4E: 221]

It was rather awkward meeting an Atmoran for the first time. It was doubly awkward because while he was the size of a Giant, he carried himself with the same human manner as any normal Nord, just 12 feet tall. Hesgemth was his name and he’d come to Tamriel because of all of the fluctuations of magic irritating the Clever Men of Atmora, who were both frustrated and curious with what was going on.

This awkwardness extended due to him having to crawl on hands and knees to get through the Wayshrine and then the short distance of the main lobby of the university building to stand up outside. “Ah. This is indeed a wondrous thing. The Clever Men will have much to learn from all of the things I have experienced so far, even if they never bother to come themselves.”

“Just don’t get in trouble, unlike in Skyrim where the immigrants of your people settled, violence and other things are much less tolerated here.” I warned the Atmoran, who was eager to see the lands beyond Skyrim and wished to see the southern shore, to see the sea opposite the one he can usually see.

“Indeed? The Nords are already rather restrictive about it, but I suppose smallfolk of all kinds must seek other, less physical matters to settle things. I’ll endeavor not to physically harm anyone or anything.” Hesgemth said seriously before he turned to look at Harmony while stroking his long almost dwarvish beard. Tolkien or other dwarves, not the local ones of course.

“Come on, let’s go find Rarity. She must be in the clinic. There’s no chance Twilight would have left her in the hands of the Temple when her own healers are more capable.” Shade pulled me back inside and we hurried through the halls to find this was indeed the case. Rarity was sleeping on one of the beds with dark almost bruised rings around her eyes

We all knelt at her bedside and each gently put our hands on part of her arm. This did something and Rarity gasped awake, the drained visage faded somewhat and she smiled softly at us. “Oh, Meen-Rei. I wish I could’ve been there to help you.” Rarity whispered as she reached up and traced my jaw. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t.”

“I’m sorry that I didn’t take your condition into account. I wish you told us about it.” I replied and Neethsi passed her glowing hands over Rarity, rapidly restoring her to the beautiful and vibrant visage the unicorn usually was.

“I knew, but there is nothing I can possibly do about it. However, maybe Rei’s son can.” At this, Daniel pulled himself up Neethsi’s back, using her wings as footholds so he could rise above her and wave down at Rarity.

“Hi! I’m Daniel, mama Rei’s son. I’m an angel and angels smite bad stuff. Is it okay if I smite your curse?” Daniel asked in that adorable blend of mature and childish that had already claimed my heart with his charm. My boy is just precious.

“Of course, dear.” Rarity replied in that condescending indulgent way adults who don’t believe a thing a child is saying do. Daniel didn’t pick up on it and jumped down to the bed with surprising grace and lightness before he approached Rarity and cupped his hands around her temples.

“Hm, it’s not a curse, it’s your family’s natural ability, but it’s way too strong and self-destructive. I can’t get rid of it, but here.” Daniel smooched Rarity on the nose and she shined with white light for a brief moment. “There! It won’t hurt you, but you’ll still know stuff is going on.”

“If you say so, dear, I appreciate you trying if it doesn’t work.” Rarity kindly indulged him and then squealed as she hugged him to her bosom. “He’s so adorable~!”

“I hope so! I’m all fluffy!” Daniel giggled and my heart melted while my face hurt from smiling.

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“Mm~! Twi-mm~.” Brennie hummed into Twilight’s mouth as she assaulted Brennie the instant she returned to her office. Twilight pounced, wrapping her legs around Brennie’s waist and she was desperately making out with her. She managed to carry the amorous alicorn to the desk, where she set Twilight’s ass on it and gently pulled away from the embrace. “Holy shit, Twi.”

“Sorry. I know you’re a veteran and everything, but unlike before this was a proper counter strike against Molag and when I saw you I just-mm~.” Twilight rambled before Brennie shut her up with a kiss. It was understandable. Twilight was clearly beyond relieved at her return, not to mention she was well beyond hyper pregnant with all the hormones that involved.

“Twi, calm the fuck down.” Brennie told her off after she stepped back once she’d unwrapped Twilight’s legs from around her waist. “Anyway, have you received news from the Pact? I want to know what is happening between them and Pillar.”

“W-well, no news as of yet, you could say they’re olds.” Twilight joked and Brennie groaned. “Don’t worry, Pillar has the Council under his thumb, they’re behaving.” Twilight then leered lustfully at Brennie and she could smell the mare’s need for intercourse, but then she shook herself. “Guh, that is so hard to think through.”

“You’ll get used to it. Hm, I wonder if I can get Bravia and the Skaven to help in developing the Exo-skeletal suits alongside Meen-Rei and Shade later on?” Brennie mused since the Skaven have control over Dwemer technology, more or less. With their help, maybe they can finally get the ball rolling. “Although, I’ll have to discuss it with the sisters. Right now I just want to relax and get my shit together.”

“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked with worry, seeing Brennie looking down was never a good sign.

“Well, she saved one of her children. The problem is that it brought up some bad memories, reminding me that I failed to protect her, her unborn children and Shade. Not to mention we haven’t interacted that much. The last time we did in her former life, I’d gotten drunk off her good liquor and we were cuddling.” Brennie informed her and Twilight looked sympathetic.

“You don’t know if you two could’ve been more than friends. I get it. Remember that I ruined that chance with Rarity.” Twilight rubbed Brennie’s arms comfortingly when she stood up.

“Yeah. I’m afraid, Twilight.” Brennie took a shaky breath as bloody tears started streaming down her face, much to the Alicorn’s shock. “Does she even care anymore? I-I don’t know what to do. I…” She silently cried, with Twilight supporting her through it.

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“Are you certain, Saint Tsrrashi?” One of the Council of Twelve questioned and Tsrrashi, now adjusted to her ooey-gooey slime body, was sitting on her throne in the Brass Tower with her mate Bravia on her right. Bravia told her aside from her mohawk-like mane and stripes, she was a dead ringer for their goddess. This only elevated her already great position higher.

“Yes. Wiatr gave Tsrrashi the order to scour the invaders from the underground, to help a dear friend of her mates as well as because it involves their sister’s offspring. We must find the anchors in the dark of the world.” Tsrrashi stated as she rubbed her pregnant swell, downsized due to the purple pearl in her navel, a gift from Wiatr along with the two golden nipple studs. She was surprised she hadn’t given birth yet, considering her room-filling size, but she sensed they would come when they were ready.

“So basically it’s a direct order from Wiatr. Not following through with it is pretty much blasphemy.” Bravia reinforced in simpler words that Tsrrashi had noticed were good for getting results, yet didn’t sound right when she tried to be so blunt.

“It will be done. Our warriors have already rounded up the Unchanged and freed the Chaurus from their tonal indoctrination. With us having found the Forgotten Vale and Gelebor, the last free Snow Elf, along with the High King’s support, we’ll be able to uplift our deformed kin using Gelebor as a template for how our ancestors used to be.”

“Which means those warriors are now free to scour the tunnels and then begin questing southward through all the caves and other dark places.” Tsrrashi declared and got unanimous nods. “Then it shall be d-well Hello~.” Tsrrashi felt a mixture of horror and absolute religious fervor! Her Goddess was using her body~! “My little Skaven, it is good to see you thriving.”

“Goddess Wiatr! She has come! Skree~!” The council erupted in rapturous joy like how inwardly Tsrrashi was squeaking happily~!

“Dang it, Wiatr, why did you drop in?” Bravia huffed in annoyance and Tsrrashi begged and pleaded with her mind for forgiveness, that her goddess wouldn’t smite her mate.

“I’m afraid that I’ve chosen to abandon the people of my home realm since they have abandoned me. So, I’m going to be a bit more involved with my followers who are still loyal.” Wiatr replied and Tsrrashi felt absolute fury and despair. Why?! Why would her goddess be abandoned when she loves her followers so much?!

“Wait, what?! What about Brennie and the others?!” Bravia asked in a panic.

“Berserker has chosen...not to even visit us in our new home in Paradise.” Wiatr sniffled and Tsrrashi wished she could hug herself, but she was firmly in the back seat. “The others plan to stick by her, but they haven’t declared to never visit us in Paradise. We might visit her, but not the other way around.”

“Then I better drop by her place and see how she is doing. Tell me, was it her that decided you should resign and go into hiding?” Bravia questioned as he paced back and forth.

“No, but she decided that it was the best course of action with the facts laid out for her.” Wiatr replied before holding up one of Tsrrashi’s hands. “Enough. We are not here to vent our despair. Our children, adopted though you may be. Please, We beg of you, do not give in to your cruelty, your bloodlust, your urge to commit to a Vermintide. If you must, please, use it constructively. Be like my original Skaven, who even through it all, have stayed loyal to me.”

“We shall! Skree!” The whole council shouted without hesitation and Tsrrashi suddenly felt herself return to control and slumped into a puddle. Tsrrashi needs a nap...zzz…

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“Ee~, I have orders! We have foes! The Saint knows what I’ve been doing and asked for help!” Nurtal cheered as she hammered shut the latest cask of brewed concoction. “I’m making potions to make our soldiers better and maybe some to kill the forces of daedra with neurotoxin. Love, help me get these on the train back to the capital!”

“We have automatons for that.” Calvius replied as he gestured for a few spiders to get the casks rolling. “I’m fully aware of the orders, Nurtal, that said we’re essentially doing business as usual other than providing alchemic support. How are you doing, Oeblocus?”

“Each breath is agony, existence is torment.” The transformed and bound daedra replied in his usual angry reverberating throaty voice even as he helped Nurtal with the barrels.

“You’ll know the joys of being mortal-ish once I finish refining your nervous system.” Nurtal assured her sort-of slave, who was free to do as he wished aside from harm them or other non-aggressors. Oeblocus wasn’t a slave though, he instantly chose servitude because as sad as it would seem; the daedra function in a feudal hierarchy and he defaulted to being a serf.

“What is this?!” An argonian barked when he barged in with one of the sphere guardians rolling past with pieces missing. He was wearing scrap metal from other automata and some old dwarven armor. “You! You’re clearly sapient, what is all of this?!”

“Ah! A visitor! I’m shocked you’re not a Dark Elf, considering the entrance to this place is high on the cliff before the drop-off down to Black Marsh. Why did you assault the automatons? They were reprogrammed not to attack unless provoked.” Calvius casually questioned the intruder while Nurtal and Oeblocus continued barreling her nefarious concoctions.

“You mean I didn’t have to fight the whole way here?” The invading argonian asked sheepishly and Calvius groaned.

“No~! Now I’ll have to rebuild all of them! I hope you’re willing to help me at least gather up the parts you hooligan!” Calvius squeaked angrily and Nurtal’s tail whipped above her thicc booty in amusement. Her mate was so cute when he was upset.

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“Are you sure you’re okay, Rarity?” Pinkie asked her friend with open concern on her face instead of her usual scowl as she served us our food in the corner booth, away from other patrons who were gawking at Neethsi. Because, y’know, a living goddess who forgot to wear something more covering than her seashell bikini because she defaults to it.

“I’m more than fine, dear. Aside from my interruption, how did your date with Dar-Ja go yesterday?” Rarity eagerly probed and I shared a pleased grin with Shade.

“Oh, we fucked last night.” Pinkie said casually and Daniel squeaked with his hands over his ears and a blush. My boy may be more knowledgeable than his physical appearance, but he still thinks that lewd things are gross. “He’s average down there, but boy does he know how to use it!” PInkie sighed with a satisfied smirk. “I’m going to see him more, I want to see where we go.”

“You know, if you want him to be bigger~...” Neethsi playfully leered at me and I felt my face warm up. Thank Dibella my red scales hide my blushes! “He’ll need a piercing from Hermais or one of her sisters-.”

“Done.” Hermais was suddenly sitting next to us with her own food in front of her. She wasn’t in her secretary outfit though, instead she was wearing a casual T-shirt with a stretched-out band image over her bust. “Because we’ve left our old nation to rot and fester like they want to, we have taken most of our stock of special equipment with us to Paradise. I could deck out everyone on this planet and still have trillions more to hand out.”

“So get Dar to kiss Rei or Shay, got it.” Pinkie smiled naughtily and her straight mane and tail curled up a good bit. “Not that I’ll have to try hard. He’s a total rogue who has likely left so many broken hearts behind him it shouldn’t be funny, but they did the same to him, so eh.”

“Might as well. It’s not fair for him to miss out when sis and I kissed at least half the town on Tales and Tallows.” Shade chuckled and Daniel whined.

“Moms~! Please stop talking about naughty stuff when we’re supposed to be eating!” Daniel complained as he pointed at our brunch plates piled high with breakfast fare.

“You’ll get used to it, kid. My family is much worse.” Hermais snapped her fingers and suddenly Daniel was elevated on a couple of phone books. Why does she have phone books? “Now eat up. Even if you don’t need food, eating food is good for your mind.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice. The smell alone makes me wish I felt hunger so it would be even more enticing.” Daniel then grabbed his utensils and began eating like a proper person, so the rest of us mirrored him while Pinkie went back to working with pep in her step.

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“Brennie~.” Twilight mewled pathetically from under the desk, groping Brennie’s thighs and looking up at her with puppy-dog eyes. “I need you~.”

“And I need a fucking coffee break.” Brennie sighed as she finished the last of her work. “Okay, what is it?” She had an emotional breakdown earlier that Twilight had helped her with, but it seemed that Twilight was on her own kind of issue beyond the obvious.

“I need you to tell me how you deal with it. I can’t think straight. I can’t stop thinking about sex, about how wonderful everything is, about how incredible it feels to be so full of life and having a belly pet who won’t stop keeping me on the edge.” Twilight begged and even nosed Brennie’s crotch, which was guarded by a layer of pants and panties. “That or I need you to fuck me so good it’ll get out of my system, if that’ll even work.”

“Do you want me as a guy or just as I am?” Brennie asked but the Alicorn shook her head.

“I don’t think you can be a guy with Felsa in your womb.” Twilight reminded her and Brennie felt embarrassed over forgetting she had someone unbirthed in her uterus. She couldn’t believe that she’d gotten so used to it that it seemed normal. “I was actually considering going in there and maybe seeing if Felsa wouldn’t mind some girly fun since she’s inside of you.”

“Oh, yeah. She wouldn’t mind that one bit.” Brennie giggled as she got rid of her pants and panties, showing off her pussy to Twilight by spreading her legs into a near split. “Go on in, at least unlike her you asked and let me get undressed first.” Brennie licked her lips and Twilight smiled naughtily before she vanished her own clothes. “Oh, get her clothes out of me if my womb hasn’t dissolved them through calcification or whatever.”

“Sure thing. I already let my staff know I was gone for the day when I came here, so things should be just fine with Celestia and Luna helping them.” Twilight then grabbed Brennie’s thighs and began eating her out. Brennie moaned and petted Twi’s scalp as she was quickly brought to a heady arousal.

“H-hey. Are you going in or not? Not that I don’t mind cunnilingus.” Brennie panted and Twilight looked up at her mischievously before sucking on her clit. Brennie rapidly accelerated into a weak orgasm with a surprised squeak and Twilight lapped up her fem-cum. “Oh~. Twi, s-stop tormenting me…” Brennie whined, having been braced for an unbirth, not oral sex.

“I’m not going in until you really cum.” Twilight insisted and dove back into her cunt. Brennie mewled and humped Twilight’s face as she licked and sucked and ate the nectar from Brennie’s flower.

“Twi! Twi, Twi~!” Brennie screamed with her voice getting so high it was embarrassing to her. She slumped back against her chair, panting for breath as she came down from one of the most powerful female orgasms she’d had in a long time. Considering how good Twilight is at blowing her mind in that area, that was impressive. “Y-you’re e-evil…”

“Why? Because I focused on your pleasure? Or that I’m about to climb up inside you when you’re so sensitive from such a powerful orgasm?” Twilight teased her and Brennie’s eyes widened before she yelped and groaned when Twilight began shoving her head into Brennie’s supernaturally elastic vagina, which convulsed in a weak orgasm immediately and started pulling Twilight in without Brennie’s full focus on accomplishing such.

Each moment was bliss. Every pull of her muscles was sublime, every inch of Twilight that entered her was enough to make her see stars. She’d unbirthed before, of course, but somehow unbirthing Twilight this time was different, special. Then she realized why.

Pandora was pregnant and inside of Twilight, Twilight was pregnant with Pandora and their babies, Brennie already had someone in her womb. She was effectively pregnant three to four times at once! Holy shit! No wonder Urta went gaga when she did that recursive pregnancy!

Eventually, Brennie’s thoughts cleared once Twilight was fully inside of her and she found herself on the floor, laying in a puddle of her feminine slime, drool and her tits had sprayed milk all over after she’d torn her shirt open groping her boobs. Hot fuck that was awesome!

…And now she had to clean that up. “Fuck.” Then she felt a bit odd as Twilight’s magic aura washed over everything and cleaned everything up, even redressing Brennie. “...Huh. Neat.” Brennie got up and huffed with her hands on her deceptively flat stomach. Twilight had let her hyper pregnancy show and was being pleasured by Felsa. At least paperwork wouldn’t suck.

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