Ch.81

[Loredas, 3rd Frost Fall, 4E: 221]

“Oh~.” Brennie moaned when she woke up, feeling stuffed and satisfied. Urta and Neethsi weren’t the only ones with her, since Akatosh and Discord snuck in on the fun, much to the annoyance of Neethsi since she was already frustrated by being in the middle of the two goddesses of war. Her frustration increased further when Miun-La was dragged into the orgy when he was just trying to check in after fleeing from the Madgod.

“Mm, you should invite me over more often~.” Urta purred at her wife as she nuzzled her cheek. “I can feel how badly they wanna make babies with you, you naughty broodmother~.”

“Huh?” Akatosh groaned from where he was sprawled on the floor. “What about our broodmother?”

“Hm? Can we put our buns in her oven?” Discord teased as rubbed his hand over Brennie’s stomach, making her mew submissively as she enjoyed it.

“Will you help her raise them?” Urta asked with a large smile.

“Alright, enough of this nonsense! You and you! Out! You, take a bath before you leave! You two; go home for a bit!” Neethsi snarled at Akatosh, Discord and Miun-La in that respective order and they fled from the wrathful goddess before her unspoken threats were acted on. “Now, if you’ll quite excuse me, I’m going home to rest with my own fiances, who I hope I’ll get to call my wives soon with this damned invasion over with.”

“Oo~! She’s got such fire, Brennie! I see why you like her so much even if not as more than a friend with benefits.” Urta purred and sat up, helping her well-fucked wife up too. “Hey, would you like to join us for a bath?”

“I can magically cleanse myself, so I’ll just be-ah!” Neethsi froze when Brennie grabbed her tail and she shuddered when she stroked it, causing her pre-cum to bead on her tip. “F-fucking let go!” Neethsi demanded in fluster and tried to pull free, but a goddess had her by the tail.

“No. No magic or god-like powers for the moment. We are going to take a bath like normal people.” Brennie made her own demand as she glared up at Neethsi, who sneered back at her. “Do I make myself clear?”

“You are making it quite clear that maybe you need someone to kick your ass!” Neethsi snarled, but then Urta touched her tail and her eyes dilated, her breath caught in a gasp and suddenly her cum gushed from her tail tip onto the glowing turquoise slime goddess, who chuckled.

“Calm down babe. Just relax~.” Urta cooed and things got all blurry for Neethsi.

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“So, what is happening?” I asked Twilight in her office, which currently had several chairs set up with all of her friends including Shade and I sat in front of her.

“Recovery! We did it girls! We saved the world from the Thalmor and Molag Bal!” Twilight cheered and everyone joined in with Diane being the most energetic. Ever since I introduced her to Dar-Jah through Rarity she’s been so much happier~.

“So, what does this mean?” Fluttershy asked quietly and Twilight sighed.

“It means that we can finally wrap up all our grand schemes, get our affairs in order, then help Celestia and Luna prepare their journey back to Equestria with as many volunteers as possible to resettle the continent under the assumption that nobody survived the cataclysm.” Twilight looked around. “Girls. Do any of you want to go to Equestria?”

I immediately shook my head and I noticed everyone else did the same. It was now that I realized Celestia and Luna weren’t here. “That’s a loaded question, Twi. Unless...you’re going?” Rainbow asked warily and she looked relieved when Twilight shook her head too.

“No. You know I’m pregnant, girls. You also know I’m leaving with Brennie whenever she chooses to go home. So I ask; are you coming with me?” Resounding agreements followed aside from Rarity, who looked betrayed and upset with a look at me and Shade before she reached out and took one of my hands.

“I’m afraid my heart is with Meen-Rei, Shade and Neethsi, darling. I can’t follow you.” Rarity stated and wiped a tear from her eyes. “I apologize, but I must be selfish, at least this once.”

“Rarity, nobody’s accusing you of being selfish. If that’s what you want, then go for it.” Twilight assured her, which was nice to see that she understood Rarity, whereas everyone else was visibly distraught to hear Rarity wasn’t going.

“Dear, Generosity is about being willing to sacrifice your own happiness and well-being for another. My desire to remain here with my future wives is selfish in regards to you all. That said, I’ll be more than happy to visit you whenever possible, considering Meen-Rei is good friends with Brennie and her extended family.” Rarity said, causing her saddened friends to cheer up.

“So...are we still doing the whole Aetherium thing?” Shade asked and I nodded at the question. Since the war is over, are we still going to help research the stuff?

“Of course. This world is filled with constant strife, it is only sensible that we continue to investigate the resources it provides us. Or, rather, provide for the natives.” Twilight amended, clearly proving that she was planning this for a while...

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“Urta. Mm~. Urta.” Brennie moaned into her wife’s lips as she bathed in the slime goddess’s body. It wasn’t the normal bath she was planning, but Urta was better than any bath at getting clean, silly enough. Her body ate everything from solid matter to microscopic life like bacteria. Ever since she first learned how not to eat everything she encased, erotic sex-baths like this were a fairly normal thing with her slime wife.

“Shush~. Neethsi is napping~.” Urta giggled and pointed at where Neethsi was snoring lightly in the pile of towels and bathrobes Urta dropped her on after the woman fell asleep in sexual exhaustion. Brennie bit her lip to silence herself from moaning too loudly.

“Well, at least my anti-magic isn’t affecting you anymore.” Brennie remembered how much of a bitch it was to control that ability. At first it was stored only within her left eye, but as time passed and her strength grew, so too did her other abilities. The Anti-Magic was more troublesome than any other since it felt like there was no off-switch for the longest time.

“Tell me about it, but at least you focused on sorting that out and soon enough everything was back to normal.” Urta giggled before letting out a sad sigh. “Is Runner doing okay? She wasn’t herself when she stayed in Paradise.”

“I think she is getting there. I thought something was up, but figured I’d wait until she came back.” Brennie’s answer seemed to put Urta’s mind at ease. “I’m more concerned about home, but I can worry about it later.”

“Indeed~.” Urta purred as her tentacles began caressing Brennie.

“Ah-mmph?!” Brennie found her mouth gagged by one of the tentacles as two more went for her other holes.

“You’ve been such a dirty girl, going around and having a fling with those who tickle your fancy~.” Urta growled lustfully as she had her way with her wife. “Now all these potential mates you’ve found want to make babies with you, you lucky broodslut~.” Brennie groaned around the invading tentacle and was quickly finding herself reaching for a climax.

“No, wait, you already have~! You’re already having a ton of new babies with someone! I also sense someone inside of you~! You naughty, naughty broodslut! I’m gonna stuff you full of so much slime you’ll wish it could impregnate you!” Urta cackled and Brennie’s eyes rolled back as the first of many wonderful orgasms arrived.

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“So, war is done?” Tsrrashi asked her Council again for confirmation and got nods from everyone. “Wonderful! Continue freeing the Betrayed and all other efforts to claim our new role as dwellers in deep. Also, make friends with Dogs, they too dwell in deep. We must be friends.”

“They live beneath Black Marsh, ridden with fleas and disease, but hardy and surviving. I’m sure they’ll appreciate our great resistance to the ravages of disease and us providing them potions to help remain healthy.” A councilor replied and Tsrrashi hummed in approval.

“Excellent. Is there more to be done?” Tsrrashi asked and the councilors all shook their heads. “Good! Keep things going, Tsrrashi must meet with her mate.” Tsrrashi slithered on her mound of goo from her throne and flowed out of the council chamber for her private room at the top of the tower where Bravia had returned after the battles had finished. “Mate, Tsrrashi is so happy. What news do you bring?”

“Hey. Nothing much that your council probably doesn’t know, besides my progenitor becoming a total horny bitch. In a good way, though. It’s less wanton sluttery and more her being messed with by people she trusts and having lost her inhibitions.” Bravia said as his mate pooled her massive goo mound around his legs to rise up and press her heaving chest into his pecs for a kiss.

“Mm, good. Tsrrashi was worried her Goddess was bleeding influence into her own wife somehow.” Tsrrashi moved to the giant tub next to the bed and poured herself into it to relax. She was still new to being a slime, so having a tub was a good placeholder bed in Bravia’s, well, Brennie’s experience which he could distinctly remember, so similar enough.

“I’d be worried too if I didn’t know her like I know myself. She has a deep seated carnal desire that almost rivals her wives. It’s a good part of why she married them after all, despite complaining about it so much. If she didn’t have those insatiable minxes to deal with, she’d be a fucking stick-up-her-ass bitch like she was tens of thousands of years ago.” Bravia went over to the tub and started stripping off his armor much to Tsrrashi’s excitement.

“Oo~? So Tsrrashi’s mate is as horny as Brennie after all?” Tsrrashi purred up at him before he climbed into her body like she was water and she moaned at the incredible sensation as she felt every inch of him submerged within her and she moved her torso along the surface of her slime to lean into his chest and revel in the closeness. “Tsrrashi is so glad she is not acid.”

“So am I. Now, let’s relax. The world isn’t ending now, so it’s time for everything to start calming down.” Bravia leaned back against the wall of the tub and smiled. To think, he was just a disposable clone. Now he was his own person with a dead-sexy mate linked to his progenitor’s glue-for-the-marriage wife Wiatr. The sooner Brennie faces that, the better. Mm~...warm bubbly slime-wife...zzz

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I returned home with Rarity and Shade to hear a commotion upstairs. We went up and found Zaeza nervously sitting next to Neethsi, who was back in her frumpy comfy robes and slumped on the living room sofa like a sack of potatoes. The albino argonian was resting her head on Zaeza’s lap while Zaeza’s son and my four tykes all roughhoused on the plush rug.

“Well, you’re home at least. I see you’ve met Zaeza.” I commented while Rarity went to sort out the children and prevent them making too much of a mess and Shade went over to the kitchen.

“Yes. She’s adorable and I’m glad to meet her. All the better since we’re marrying her.” Neethsi replied and Zaeza’s hood flared in her version of a blush. “Speaking of which, Rarity, when are we getting married?”

“As soon as possible! Now that this series of fiascos are behind us and the world isn’t in danger of ending again too soon, I’m going to arrange for the Temple of the Nine to host our wedding, unless anyone objects? I know you at least have some rather unique relations with the Divines, dear.” Rarity said with the last bit aimed at Neethsi, who sighed.

“I have issues with deities meddling with the lives of mortals without care for said mortals. Mara does nothing but care, but she can get a bit too intrusive. She’s a matchmaker, a mother hen. I don’t mind our union being overseen by a priest or priestess of Mara. All I ask is that our reception be far away from Dibella’s Cloister or we’ll end up pulled into another orgy.” Neethsi huffed and I snorted. That was a fun time, even if I barely remember it.

“Hm, fair enough. Perhaps we should have one of your priests perform the ceremony then?” Rarity asked cheekily and Neethsi groaned into the underside of Zaeza’s basketball bazongas that were as usual in a tasteful kimono with a glorious plunging cleavage on display.

“You know she doesn’t like being worshiped, Rarity. If she has one of her followers marry us, that’d be so awkward.” Shade said as she sipped her bottle of glowing milk. Hey! Since when did someone here get the idea to milk themselves into bottles?! Whoever did, thank you~! I’m just gonna go to the icebox and get one~.

“I know that you are a Kami, but I believe that if you dislike the idea, then us being wed by one of your followers would be rude to you.” Zaeza said as she pet Neethsi’s scalp with her fingers.

“Hey, why not have an Akaviri priest do it?!” Sasha asked excitedly and I hummed as I returned to the room with my bottle of magic milky nutrition.

“Yes, don’t you have Love gods, sorry, Kami, in Akavir?” I asked and Zaeza began to look nervous.

“Well...yes, but our ceremonies can be a bit complex.” Zaeza meekly replied and we sat down.

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“Dissy~.” Brennie moaned as Discord snuck his way back to her, wanting to have more fun with her. Urta was still there as she controlled the slime she pumped into her wife, making her belly bloat out as if she was pregnant. Said slime was then morphed into the many forms of ‘newborn’ chaos noodles growing inside her womb, feeling them wiggling around in there.

“Hm~.” Discord hummed as he ran his hands all over her belly and kissed the bunny tattoo. “That’s a good broodmother, keep baking all those goodies and I’ll put more inside you~.” Brennie shivered as Discord continued to pamper her.

“Hng~! The way you treat her like that, it almost sounds like you two are already married.” Urta teased while groping her own tits and pinching her nipples.

“Hm, maybe I will ask for her hand. She’s so worth it~.” The draconequus licked his lips as he wrapped his body around Brennie, who wiggled and mewled before being kissed by him. “Mm~. The things I want to do with you as my hot, broodmother of a wife; hide you away from the world, perform all of your kinkest desires while making more babies in the process~.”

“You horny bastard of a husband~.” Brennie moaned while Discord slowly inserted his cock inside her.

“So is there a reason you sent Neethsi away, Dissy?” Urta asked as she kept Brennie in bliss.

“One, she really needed to be with her family and meet her new wife and child. Two, she keeps getting in the way and being a real downer, sucking out all the fun.” Discord huffed as he grinded against Brennie’s pussy. “Three, I don’t think our dear Brennie is satisfied enough~. Good girls deserve the best rewards~.”

“Yes, indeed they do.” Urta’s eyes glinted dangerously and Discord only had that as a warning before he slithered out of reach of the spikes of slime that tried to skewer him. “However, while I like Brennie being so breed-hungry, I don’t like it when people or places fuck with my wife. Whatever you or this place is doing to her, stop it. Now.”

“Hey now, I’m not the one who started it.” Discord defended himself with his hands raised up. “I may fuel it, but never the one who started it. If you want to blame someone, go to Mara and have a talk with her. She’s the one who set Brennie on this path and it evolved into something more than what she anticipated. Fair warning, she’ll appear looking like your birth mother.” He calmly explained to Urta, who looked apprehensive suddenly.

“R-really? It’s been so long, I’ve forgotten what she looked like. How will she manage that?” Urta asked as she absorbed the slime spikes, but did not once stop using her tendrils to fuck Brennie senseless. In her condition, trying to assert that she fights the slutty compulsions might backfire.

“It’s not her choice. The people that worship her believe her to be a mother to all. Hence the reason why she’ll appear looking like your mother. Mara’s kind of hopeless when it comes to romance and starts matchmaking, which is another reason why Brennie’s marrying Twilight because of her intervention. There’s also the fact that Brennie has gained some followers who started worshiping her and her siblings.” Discord told Urta as he laid beside Brennie.

“Seriously? What are their backgrounds?” Urta questioned as Brennie groaned around the length of goo going down her gullet.

“They’re quite the diverse bunch. One is a nord warrior that still worships Talos who believes Brennie, her siblings and their people to be one of his many Star-Children…” Discord went on to describe each of the members as Brennie was fucked unconscious without becoming a living condom for the first time in recent memory.

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Bronze boots rasped against the stone before stopping in front of the beating Heart of Lorkhan within Red Mountain. A bronze gauntlet brandished a bronze hammer and the other gauntlet brought forth a bronze-hilted dagger, its blade composed of Aetherium.

The Heart quivered, as if in terror, before with a sure strike against the pommel of the dagger from the hammer, Time Broke.

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Runner was still bitter about her recent revelation, enough that a good long look down upon a world from space was needed to help her calm down. Oh, yes, space was a thing. The sky wasn’t some canvas like so many people down on Nirn thought. They were a real world, in a real and infinite universe. Even if this universe is the dream of a comatose omnipresent ‘Godhead’ there’s more than just Nirn in this realm.

However, this view was what allowed her to see a drastic change on the continent of Tamriel. One moment, she could sense the lives below, then the next that number had drastically increased out of nowhere!

“Ma’am! Someone has tampered with Time!” One of her Chasers spoke up from his terminal that was used to scan for anomalies on the planet.

“Were we affected?” Runner asked as she looked around the area critically.

“No! It’s all localized on the planet!” The reply helped her relax and look back downwards.

“Good, then we can head down and find out what’s up.”

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