Ch.75

[Morndas, 28th Hearthfire, 4E: 221]

I emerged from the box with a contented stretch and sighed as I patted my rippling abs. Hunter may not have magic-infused gonads, but his semen was surprisingly tasty, like cooked seafood. Hey, I wonder, do Brennie’s people or rather her wife's people, have exotic body fluids? Like, do they have girls who lactate chocolate milk or guys who have eggnog cum and stuff?

That’d be really hot to me and add all sorts of flavors to my necessary diet of magicka-infused fluids if I infuse them beforehand.

“Miss Rei, are you in?!” Someone called, followed by rapid knocking on the door that sounded rather urgent. “There’s a development involving you and I need to tell you about it!”

“Uh, just a minute! I’m not decent!” I patted myself down, my satchel! I forgot it in the box! I went to open the box and go get it, but the lid is locked! Hunter, you asshole! Grr, he must’ve wanted private time with his wife or something after I sucked him off and got some protein. “Hold on!” I went to the dressers and blushed. Why are all of the drawers full of naughty clothes?!

Uh...fuck it. I increased my bust size to Rarity’s preferred normal that match’s my True Form’s norm of huge chest basketballs and then put on the least see-through nightie Rarity had in the dresser before nervously approaching the door and unlocking it to meekly peer through the crack I opened in the door.

“Miss, can I come in? I really need to tell you.” Oh, it was one of Hunter’s Guards. Too bad I don’t know her name.

“Uh...can’t you just tell me through the door?” I meekly asked, because while I wasn’t embarrassed about being sexy around others, I still felt it better not to be so naughtily dressed around anyone who I wasn’t already involved with. Skintight leggings and tops don't count.

“Oh, alright, but don’t freak out, please? It’s about the Tsaesci and those diplomats weren’t exactly being transparent about this marriage proposal between you and one of their own.” The armored woman said and-what the fuck?!

“W-wait-what?! M-married?! I didn’t hear anything about this!” I was set up with someone without being told?! I’m not upset, more afraid! Who is this person?! What have I been set up for?! Are they at least attractive in personality?!

“None of us have, either. Not even Brennie knew of this.” The woman shook her head and I huffed in shared frustration.

“Didn’t they mention something about someone being married for reasons?” I demanded irritably, some of my righteous anger starting to well up. I can’t be mad at whoever they set me up with unless they did the setting up, but I can be mad that they’re using me like this!

“...Oh. Well, that’s vague and sneaky. I bet Brennie thought they meant the Count or someone else more politically prominent.” The woman sighed and I rubbed my snout.

“Well...whatever. Who am I being married off to if you know, when is it, what do I need to do?” I asked in resignation, because from what I am guessing, this involves a lot of lives.

“Luckily enough, a normal but beautiful woman named Zaeza with a son.” Oh? She has a son already? My kids could use a playmate… “As for when, it’s actually a potential marriage. You can reject her if you don’t like her.” That...feels wrong, to her. I think I’m in the position of power here. “Please, ma’am, can you help these two? They’ve been through some really rough shit.”

“Ugh, you just said that because you know I’m a good person and I can’t ignore it.” I grumbled and opened the door, uncaring if she saw my sexy lingerie by this point, talking through the door is getting annoying.

“No, because I’m being serious about it. Tell me, do you know anything about their culture or traditions?” Uh-oh...

“Uh, no? I can guess considering I liked anime enough to be curious about Japanese culture a bit, is it like that?” A grim nod. “Oh, fuck.” That means if I reject her, she might die!

“It’s more grim than that. Her son doesn’t even have a name because his father died and the mother’s not allowed to name him.” The soldier informed me and I groaned.

“Can I name him if I marry her?” They’d be marrying into our society, but I don’t know if that’s kosher.

“Yes.” She answered and I pinched my snout.

“Then you know my answer…” I can’t ignore her son not having a name. Even if we don’t hit it off, being friends would at least make the arrangement bearable.

“I still want to hear you say it.” Sheesh, I get that you guys are rather upfront and blunt, but you need to relax.

“I’ll marry her, even if the others don’t want to.” I assured her and she nodded as she made hand gestures.

“I have your agreement recorded. You don’t have to do anything, she’ll be here later today.” The soldier woman then went down the hall, downstairs and out of the building. Now...can Hunter hear me knock? I need my stuff, damn it! Or have the same perverted storage magic that they’ve got going! That’d be so convenient!

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“Get the fuck back here!” Brennie roared as she chased the two Tsaesci ambassadors who had bamboozled her into agreeing to marry off her friend to somebody she’s never heard of! Fucking dammit, this is why she hates politics!

“We said we are sorry!” The bronze-scaled man called back frantically.

“We had thought we made it clear!” The gold-scaled man added on as they expertly weaved through the foot traffic of Lilmoth with displays of Acrobatics and Athletics that would put most natives of Tamriel to shame. No wonder the Tsaesci were considered legendary warriors if they had such natural talent, but that wouldn’t save them from her!

“No you fucking didn’t and you know it!” Brennie snapped back as she charged on through with the bystanders quickly getting out of her way or being pulled to safety by the Night Sentinel’s reaction time.

“We had specifically stated that we needed a political marriage to display willingness to integrate! Meen-Rei preferring females meant that we could further demonstrate it!” Bronze scaly guy replied as he jumped over a kiosk and swung from an overhanging lamp pole.

“And you two couldn’t have made the deal with me?!” This caught the two off-guard.

“W-well, you are an Outworlder. That automatically disqualifies you from political marriages. Even if Meen-Rei turns out to be one, she has ties here far greater than you do with her already entering a marriage with the Nerevarine.” Goldy guy said as he landed on a lamp post next to his companion, the two maintaining unnatural balance with a sinuous grace.

“I don’t care how true that is, I’m still gonna kick your asses! Nobody uses any of my friends for political gains without my fucking knowledge!” Brennie decreed with a raised fist.

“You assume you’ve caught us.” They chorused with sly grins, only for them to explode in a beautiful display of lights and images that looked like something out of a Japanese festival. How the fuck did they do that?!

Grr~! She didn’t have time for this! Miun, Birnil and Golnis can handle retaking the Imperial City, but the Pact was now making a full invasion of Cyrodiil to protect it from Molag and she needed to be there! “I’ll get you! You hear me?! I’ll get you~!” She didn’t care she sounded like a villain.

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“Auntie, do you think mom’s in trouble?” Sam asked Shade.

“I get the feeling she’s in over her head, but not in trouble, sweetie.” Shade gently replied with an amused crinkle to her eyes. She didn’t know what was going on, just that it wouldn’t bother her and that it was fairly funny.

“Oh, hey, Pinkie’s greeting someone!” Daniel chuckled as he pointed out the window before yelping when the pink mare suddenly looked mad and zoomed up to the window.

“It’s Diane to you.” She said before zooming back, the strange creature hadn’t noticed her guide’s behavior due to having been keeping her excited child in hand and enjoying it.

“Wait, is she bringing that woman here?” Shade asked as she watched Diane help curb the similarly alien boy’s enthusiasm. They wore really fancy and nice robes that were completely alien to her and they both drew everyone’s attention like it was the first time anyone had ever seen them. Rarity might maul them with offers to study their outfits.

“Looks like...oo~! Hey Danny! We’re getting a new baby brother!” Samantha cheered and Daniel whooped happily as Shade suddenly felt a pit of anxiety in her stomach. What?!

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“Lady Nerevarine?” Neethsi was pulled from her sudden razor-sharp focus looking southeast from her vantage at the newly purged Synod Orrery. Low-priority or not, it needed securing.

“Continue securing the facility. We need to liberate the secrets the Synod have been hiding. I need a moment.” Neethsi spread her wings and took to the air as she sniffed and tasted the wind. She could feel the fleet approaching Tamriel’s shores. It was massive. However, none of the Pact’s fleets were meeting it. In fact, they were escorting the incoming ships.

They had come from Akavir, she could sense it, but not to invade? Has Akavir become such an Oblivion-damned shithole that not even the natives could stand it anymore? There must be thousands of people coming to Tamriel, easily on par with the people who fled Equestria.

However, that wasn’t all that unsettled her. She felt the connection to her beloved ones weaving with someone else rapidly, as if she would return home to find someone new to love after she’d already experienced the joy of finding three who filled the hole in her heart. She hoped that this wasn’t going to backfire or she would find the ones interfering with her life and make them rue the day they thought they could play with her and her loved ones!

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The doorbell jingled when someone entered. “Coming~!” Rarity sang happily after pinning a stitch on her latest order and went through the open curtains from the fitting/work room. “Welcome to-my goodness~! You’re absolutely radiant, darling~!” Rarity wailed happily on sight of the alien snake woman and her child in such beautiful clothes that enhanced their looks!

“I told you she’d react like this~!” Pinkie Pie gushed. Goodness! Dar-Ja was really doing wonders for her. Rarity hadn’t seen Pinkie so constantly bubbly before.

“Ah, h-hello. I am Zaeza and this is my son. I am told that this is where Meen-Rei lives?” The regal beauty asked, but even with how voluminous her robes were, Rarity could tell that she had suffered starvation for a long time. The poor dear was nearly skin and bones!

“Yes, she is upstairs. Please, make yourself at home and help yourselves to my cupboards. I’m not hurting for funds, so eat all you can stomach.” Rarity insisted, feeling that this was the beginning of something wonderful. Then her Belle instincts kicked in and she winced, a sudden gnawing hunger ripped through her, but at least it wasn’t crippling like her previous episodes. “O-oh...Pinkie?” Rarity asked worriedly and her bubbly friend just nodded.

“Yep. It was a devious plan hatched by motivated matchmakers. Don’t worry, my Pinkie Sense tells me that she’s a keeper for sure.” Pinkie patted Zaeza’s small shoulder and gently pushed them towards the stairs. “The meat is stored in the icebox. Sorry, they don’t have blood.” Blood?

“Your Kindness and Generosity know no bounds. I thank you deeply.” Zaeza bowed her head and her son did the same before she led him towards the stairs. When up there, she heard Samantha and Daniel giggling, likely already having pounced upon Zaeza’s son and Shade would likely be helping them get fed and settled in.

“Miss Pie? We have the blood packs you requested.” One of Brennie’s Crusaders said after he had entered, holding up an all white, closed box with a blood drop plastered on the lid.

“Take them upstairs and give them to the snakey gold folks. I’ve got a hot date today to get to.” Pinkie winked at Rarity and she cheesily pumped an unladylike fist for Pinkie’s continued success with Dar-Ja. Their romance was fast and flirty and fun. It was what Pinkie needed.

“Yes, ma’am. Have a good one.” Nodding to her, the warrior went upstairs to deliver the goods to the Akaviri natives. Rarity could only hope that they would adjust to life here quickly. Also, if she could dissect and study those beautiful robes.

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“Rarity, why do you only have-uh?” I said before noticing our...guests. “Uh, um, hi.” Whoa...she is very pretty. Her eyes were glued to my chest-oh. Right. I couldn’t get Hunter to open the damn box, so I’m still wearing a nightie. “I’m Meen-Rei. Are you Zaeza?” I asked as I resisted popping my tiddies in amusement for how captivated she was by my huge hooters.

“Yes?” Zaeza asked/answered as she forcefully pulled her golden slitted eyes up from my heavenly valley of cleavage with her hood quivering. “I apologize, it was rude of me to stare.”

“Hey, I’ve got them on display, you not looking would insult me more.” I playfully replied and she smiled in amusement, her long fangs poking cutely out of her lips. “So...you’re my new wife.”

“I suppose...if you’ll have me.” Zaeza nervously replied, fighting the obvious urge to keep staring at my body. Heh, she’ll fit right in, I just know it.

“I’m cool with this. She’s cute and her son is precious.” Shade purred as she hugged the golden boy in her lap. He was caught between joy and abject horror while my kids kept asking him quiet questions since he spoke softly.

“I’m sure Rarity won’t mind.” Scootaloo commented from where she was eating a feast fit for five, her belly already bigger than before. She could use the accessories to hide her bump, but Scootaloo preferred to let the proof of her and Sweetie’s love to hang out, at least for now

“I’m just concerned about Neethsi. You are aware of who you’ve been married off to, right?” I asked Zaeza and she slumped. “Oh my various gods, okay. I’m Meen-Rei The Atronach, the one who was key to creating the new Tower that helped save reality as well as being the one who helped Neethsi Nagnaresh The Nerevarine raise another in time to prevent reality from failing. Neethsi is part of this, as are my ‘sister’ Shade and Rarity downstairs.”

“Goodness, I’ve really been matched up to such beauties…” Zaeza muttered in wonder and I felt my eyes crinkle at the genuine compliment. “Well, I was aware you were politically or socially prominent figures, that was all. If it means my people may have an easier time integrating here; I’d have wed an ugly old male if I had to, but to be given to such beautiful and caring people is more than I could have hoped for.”

“Don’t thank us yet. You might not survive a night of their shenanigans.” Scootaloo joked and I shot her a warning glare. “Just saying, you girls are almost as overwhelming as Sweetie and I love her because she’s so overwhelming.”

“Ah, about that. Diane gave me these accessories. May I assume that they have something to do with it?” Zaeza nervously traced the gold collar on her neck and the gold bangles. Oo~!

“Oh~ yes. That means we don’t have to hold back for anything besides your mental safety.” I growled hungrily, suddenly smelling proverbial blood in the water and Zaeza perked so hard her tail lifted up from where it had been gently hanging towards the floor. She quickly pushed it back down and looked utterly embarrassed! That was adorable! “Don’t worry about keeping your tail down in private, we don’t hide that stuff here.” I raised my own tail and wiggled it.

“H-how lewd! There are children in the room!” Zaeza flustered and I pointed at them to reveal that her son was fully occupied with talking to my kids. “Still, please do not behave like that around my son. He has not yet had The Talk.” Ah, okay, fair enough.

“Alrighty. I also don’t want to jump your bones too soon for your comfort. Instead, I’d rather address your body’s health.” I said and gestured at the empty packs of blood sticking out of a medical box. “So you’re vampiric? No judging in this household.”

“Yes. We Tsaesci get most of our nutrition from blood. We’re haemovores, but meat and some fruits and vegetables are okay in between feedings. This was enough proper nutrition for a couple of weeks, but my son and I have been starving like the rest of us for weeks now.” Zaeza informed me and I nodded before giving myself a grope much to her fluster.

“Can you drink milk or other bodily fluids?” I asked and Zaeza licked her already dry lips.

“Y-yes, although it is not as efficient as blood. It isn’t just the nutrition, it’s the vital essence that blood carries. Bodily fluids are still more effective than eating traditional food.” Zaeza answered before I took her hand and pulled her away. “W-what are w-we doing?”

“I’m going to get you nursed, literally, to health using some magic that Shade and I have learned. She’ll do the same for your son.” I pulled her down the hall to the ‘spare’ room and sat down on the bed where I lifted my nightie up to expose my massive mams to her. “C’mon, don’t be shy.”

“I-I am simply unused to such casual sexuality.” Zaeza stammered, but the lithe and frankly scrawny woman got on her knees and tentatively cupped my heaving hooters before nervously using her tongue to make a seal with her lips and suckle from my left nipple.

I hummed and petted her head, which seemed to soothe her and help her drink more comfortably. Fuck, I need to get milked so I can relax. I almost forgot how great it is to offload some fluid. Zaeza drank continuously until her sash got tight and she backed off with panting breaths and her hands resting on her milk-filled belly that stood out on her skinny frame.

“How are you not empty? What wonderful sorcery is this?” Zaeza asked in awe and I giggled.

“I’m The Atronach. It’s a magic innate to me that I can share with others. You too.” I groped myself and stuck my tongue out at her playfully.

“Y-you would do this?” Zaeza asked hopefully and I used a finger to gesture for her to come closer. I kissed her when she did so and she moaned into my lips as her flat chest rapidly began expanding, forcing her robes open. Soon, I was buried under snake tits full of magic milk with a horny as all hell vampire cobra woman humping against my naughty fingers.

Oh yeah, she fits right in~!

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