“Sadly, I don’t think I can take your wrist-mounted dinner plate entirely,” Illiana voice whispered through the air. Cinder started, snatching her enlarged handpaw to her chest.
“Illiana!” Cinder exclaimed, looking down to see a stream of stars encircling the washtub. “Where have you been?”
“Exploring, eating, testing my limits. I think I might have taken a nap in there somewhere.” Illiana giggled before the mass of stars reached up a tendril that curled around Cinder’s palm. The touch was feathery warm. “Looks like you got busy without me.” The stars flowed upward, swiftly filling out the tendril into Illiana’s complete body. She smiled down at Cinder, affection pouring from her glowing eyes.
Cinder opened her mouth to speak, but their lips were drawn together by a force not unlike gravity. It was like kissing a bubble, the stars pressed and conformed to the shape of Cinder’s lips. Nonetheless, they tasted of Illiana, and awakened the need in Cinder’s chest. Her still-human hand snaked around Illiana’s neck to pull her closer, but the stars eddied around it.
Illiana drew back, her smile widening to a grin.
Cinder growled and swiped with her massive paw, trying to pull her back down, but it splashed through.
“No fair!” Cinder hissed. “Touching me when I can’t touch you.”
“Love and war.” Illiana said, her form breaking up into a wave of stars which flowed around behind Cinder, reforming to give Cinder a four-armed hug and a cheek nuzzle. “Like I’m going to manifest my flesh self and give you chance to rail me against the wall before this bonfire between my legs forces me too.”
“Pppht. You’ve got like a half foot on me and are built like a jungle amazon. I couldn’t hold you down even if your furry ass was here.” Cinder leaned into the warmth of the stars. Her anger and frustration melting away, cooling into a soft sulkiness. She began to lick the back of her big paw.
“I’m sure you’ll find a way to make me mew like a kitten. You’ll have to get used to being undersized tho. Glitch Saber males are smaller than the females.” Illiana said.
“Male?!” Cinder’s anger resparked and she sat up so suddenly she tore through Illiana’s arms. Water sloshed from the tub as she whirled to face Illiana. “That's right! You gave me a fucking cock!”
“The entire point of this bonkers heat is that I get knocked up. If I’m carrying the cubs, that means you need the equipment to seed them.” Illiana said. “Unless you want to carry your own litter.”
Cinder blinked. Cubs? Litter? Children?! Staying in one place! With Illiana?
Her thoughts whirled in panic.
“As the male, you don’t have to stay. You could knock me up and go your own way. My memories arn’t the clearest, but I remember raising at least one litter myself. Would make it more likely we’d have to leave Hearthold before they’re grown.” Illiana said with a small smirk.
“Absolutely not!” Cinder seethed as memories of her own childhood flooded back. She wouldn’t have survived those slums without either her father or mother. Or been lost in those packs of feral children in the capital. “I’m not abandoning you!”
“I knew you wouldn’t.” An expression of pleased smugness washed over Illiana, although smirked didn’t alter, rather a tilting of her ears, the slow trusting blink of her eyes and the lazy lash of her tail. A pure feline expression.
Twin certainties grew in Cinder’s malestorm of emotions. First, she’d never walk out from her mate, and second, Illiana had just played her like a fiddle. Her red-ember eyes narrowed.
“This is insane.” She grumbled before settling back into the water.
“It really is. Let me wash your back.” Illiana picked up the rough shod bar of soap and moved around the tub. Cinder leaned forward. The soap slipped from Illiana insubstantial fingers several times and Cinder handed it back.
“If you’re going to force us to Den down here. You’ll have to lure me to the church, its the only place in the village that has enough magic for the seed to take.” Illiana said conversationally. Cinder’s mind drifted to the last time they’d been in a bathhouse together. Illiana had practically melted from nervousness. It had been adorable.
“Am I… developed enough for it to take?” Cinder leaned back and opened her arms. Illiana lathered up her chest with gusto.
“I dunno.” Illiana lapsed into silence for several seconds. “I don’t think I took a female as a mate before.”
“You mean the cloak. I’m pretty sure Illiana mostly considers men as mobile walls to hide behind after she pisses something off.”
Illiana laughed. “Something like that. Its… complicated. The possession failed, and two became one. My Saber self was dead for a very long time, and her memories have… decayed I guess. I don’t even know my name. My life as Illiana is comparatively crystal clear.”
Cinder luxuriated in the touch of those hands across her breasts and stomach. She had so many questions that she lapsed into silence, sorting out the ones she needed to ask. Only once Illiana started to shampoo her huge arm did she find her voice again.
“If it doesn’t take here?” She asked.
“I’m going to Hearthold where there’s much more magic. Much better for us. Much worse for everyone else.” Illiana said. “If we stay here we’ll have to take the Archmagus eye for ourselves and then have to move on as soon as the cubs are born to look for a better territory.”
“And your expecting me to do the noble thing?” Cinder laughed weakly.
Illiana stopped, took Cinder’s with both of hers. “In a few hours your scent is going to drive me completely out of my mind. You’re still human enough to make a decision. I never had any loyalty to the empire.”
“What arn’t you telling me?” Cinder swallowed.
Bowing her head, Illiana sniffed at Cinder’s heavy digits then rubbed her cheek against the red-furred knuckles.
“Its a very good thing that this me cannot smell. I’m not sure I could resist it even now.” Illiana whispered.
“Stop it. Would you focus for a few seconds and answer the question.” Cinder pulled her fingers away as the subtle touch made her loins flare with want.
“What question?” She asked, tongue licking her upper lip, as her starry eyes watched her back half lidded. “You know how hard it is to keep myself from touching myself? Saving my flesh self for you.” Her gaze fell to the water. “Oooh, right. No that won’t do at all.”
Illiana fell forward into the tub, her stars hissing as they entered the water. They lost their form spreading through the liquid like a shimmering dye.
“What are yo-Uuuh!” Cinder’s question was cut off by the answer. A tingling grip on her cock. I should get up. I should get out of this tub right now. I should tell Barnaby that we're both turning into monsters that… are… danger… ous.
The grip on her cock twisted around. It felt like millions of tiny fingers dragging across the surface of her cock. The water in the tub began to spin.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck.” Cinder moaned as her head fell back, her claws dug into the side of the wooden tub as the speed of the million fingers sped up. The waters swirled with sparking light as a depression formed in the center, a small whirlpool. As its funnel dipped downward into the depths, body locking pressure built in Cinder’s loins. Then millions of fingers more reached up inside of her, caressing her pussy everywhere with feathery, warm touches. Nothing like the hard, rough way she usually liked it, but so much of it, at once. Pleasure fluttered through her body. The stars began to circle, and soon there were twin whirlpool, one in the tub orbiting her cock and the other inside her.
Her teeth chattered like a frustrated feline. So much, but not quite enough. Pleasure trembled, pressure held her body in a vise but stopped increasing.
“More. Little more.” She mouthed her plea without sound because she had no breath left in her burning lungs.
Then a crack, not where she expected but deeper, a piece of her body she knew well from monthly pains began to move downwards as if attracted by the nexus of pressure at the base of her cock. Its pair soon joined it.
Wait! I’m… Not. I… want! Her fractured thoughts protested.
Twin pains flared as the magic squeezed both of the internal nuggets. The spike of agony almost made her cum as she felt two pieces of herself continue downward and two more rose into their original position.
The pain knocked her out of the vise grip of tensed muscles. She had time for two breaths before, she felt the first testicle squeeze out of her, then the other. She looked down to see the stars spinning around something absolutely massive. Then the pressure flattened her, like boulder the size of Barnaby had landed on every single muscle simultaneously and pinned her to space itself.
A churning, something deep inside her compressing from the pressure before:
Something gave. A wet gob shot from the depths of the tub and splattered across among the rafters of the ceiling. Cinder surged forward, hands plunging into the water as if to keep her new member from ripping off her body. She felt her cum flow and pump in to the bath water. So much, there was so much of it to push until the pressure finally was replaced by an aching emptiness and that wave of warm exhaustion engulf her body.
She fought it though. Didn’t let it pull her down to sleep. Instead, she stood and let the sudsy, dirty water cascade down her body. Only by holding her breasts down could she see it. Only about and inch longer but nearly as thick as her still human sized wrist. Its tip covered in nubby spines. She watched it slowly shrink into a comparatively dainty sheath. Below that hung her fuzzy balls, each the size of a small plum.
“Hope you’re happy with that.” She whispered, then realized she saw no sparkles other than the sparse ones on her own fur. “Illiana?”
No answer.
She reached down to fell her new pair of big boys. They were tender, and she felt something shift inside her. She pulled her hand back, afraid that touching might seal up her vagina. Her internal walls were still very much there, warm and tingly from overwork. Something that brought her relief.
A laugh crept out of her.
“I’m all the things.” She paused before smiling to herself. “What do you think of that?”
Silence.
“Fine go off and masturbate in the woods, I’m going to have a nice dinner.” She said, looking over her massive arm. “Soon as I figure out what I’m going to do with this.”