Ugh… what a nightmare… I woke up with a yawn, opening my eyes only to be met by… hers. "Morning love~" She cooed, planting a quick kiss on my lips.
Startled, I jumped off the bed, landing on my side and groaning as I heard Cheat laughing her flank off.
"Shut it Cheat…" I grumbled. "So uh…my mom being my new…girlfriend…that sadly wasn't just a nightmare…"
"No it was not." Cheat said, sitting up on the bed and stretching. "And she's not actually your mom. An alternate reflection of her, sure, but not her. For starters, your mom is not fifteen."
I sighed as I got up. Cheat does have a point. My mom was in her early forties and this one of her is the same age as me. Though the fact they have the same name and… looks, doesn't help me feel any less freaked out. Bad enough Cheat has a big sister thing going on with me…
“Listen, I’m already going through enough with you doing the ‘big sister’ thing…now I have a sexy young version of my mom here…even if she isn’t really my mom…”
"So what? My big sister thing isn't just for show, remember that the DNA of yours I took to fix up the holes in this one makes me like a half sister to you." I face hoofed. "And I know you enjoy what your big sis can do~"
This is my life… great. I am becoming that internet porn joke me…
With a huff I walked off and went to get something to eat. I was actually quite surprised to see Philomena there cooking eggs and… glasses of… milk…
“Uh…hey there Philomena…what’s with the uh…glasses of milk?” I asked carefully.
"Oh, well these powered eggs recommend milk over water so I used my own and figured you all would like a glass with breakfast."
I have done a lot since coming into this wild, wild reality. Got super powers, got living armor who is now my girlfriend and pregnant with my foal, found my dad who is now a mare and dating the caretaker I was assigned with upon my arrival here. Befriended a Pegasus reflection of Diamond Tiara, my most feared bully. Had lots, and lots of amazing sex with amazing mares I love… got a reflection of my mom as a lover somehow… and now, I might be eating/drinking breast milk from a giant, ten tits fox humanoid that if I do mess around with her will 100% also end up with my babies…
What even is my life?
I could only shake my head at all of this nonsense. “What have I gotten myself into?”
Accepting fate of whatever higher deity in this reality decided to make me the source of their perverted comedy, I sat down, ate the eggs and drank the milk.
… Holy shit, that's good!
“Wow, this is incredible!” I said in amazement.
"Pleased to receive the compliment Master." Philomena replied with a nod.
Cheat and Mom- er… Cream Heart… arrived shortly after and ate as well.
“Hey.” I said. “The milk and eggs are amazing.”
"Where did we get… no way…" Cheat said, looking at the milk then at Philomena. "This morning just got interesting.
We all ate and once breakfast was over I tried to relax on the couch while putting on a random movie from the DVD collection. Cheat jumped up and got into small spoon position. As I was wrapping my hooves around her, Cream Heart suddenly jumped up and made me her small spoon.
I blushed hard at that, feeling quite… awkward as she did and then began nuzzling my neck.
“Jeez…” I muttered to myself. “This is a little awkward…”
"You're gonna have to get used to it eventually." Cheat said.
"Hmmmm~" Cream cooed as she kept nuzzling my neck…
About halfway through the movie I got up, unable to ignore all Cream Heart's… flirting.
First it was neck nuzzling. Then it was a light ear chewing, followed by… her getting quite touchy…
I finally got up when she whispered something I will never unhear… 'I can be your mommy.'
I shivered as I made my way to the roof, enjoying the midday sun. Even the usual smell of zombie decay was a welcome distraction.
“God help me…” I groaned. “Dating my mom is…not something I think I can do…”
"And that is a weird sentence to have heard." I looked up, seeing Hector. He was the other Prize Pod we rescued yesterday. Tan skin tone, dark black messy hair and hazel eyes. "What brings you up here Button?"
“I need literally anything to distract me from Cream Heart down there…” I shivered lightly. “Seriously…my dad being a mare? Sure. Cheat having a Big Sister thing with me? Sure, fine, got used to it real quick…but that’s my mom…and she is more forward than Rainbow Dash during Cider Season.”
"Well she is a Lover Class, and she did open for you so, I imagine she is extremely grateful for being freed from the pod. I know I am. Nothing but a dreamless sleep and the occasional noise." Hector said, shaking his head. "It's weird what we can and can't remember honestly."
“That’s…weird.” I said carefully. “And very concerning that you aren’t dreaming…”
He shrugged. "That's just how it is. Our lives don't start until we're open. For Lovers class, the person they open for is their life so, she's just trying to do what she thinks you want."
“Well…she can be a little less forward I suppose.” I answered. “Seriously…I’m still trying to get over the fact that I have a young and…sadly very hot version of my mother trying to seduce me very hard.”
"But she isn't your mother. She doesn't have her memories with you, the ones you have with your real mom. She doesn't get why you're bothered because she looks like her because while she is a reflection of her, she still isn't her. No memories of you in her life from conception to when you vanished, all she knows is her personality, her wants and dreams, skills, and that she loves you."
“I know…” I sighed out. “I…I don’t want to push her away, I don’t want her to feel uncomfortable but…”
"Well, if how she looks is the main problem then why not give her a makeover? Make her look less like the mom you remember and you can see her for who she is rather than who she reminds you of."
“Well…would be really hard right now.” I pointed out. “Can’t really give her a makeover in this place.”
"Well, maybe not. There's bound to be a salon or something somewhere here." He pointed out. "Maybe some hair dye, make up, should be a quick run."
“Maybe…” I nodded. “Or I could…maybe ask her to tone it back a bit? While I can try and get used to it…she’s coming off way too strong at the moment.”
"You've never had a Lovers Class before have you? Half of them are just like that."
"Plus you did screw Sweetie Bot and Maud like day one and me the second day of having this hot bod." I turned and saw Cheat at the doorway, walking over to me. "It's not like you're a stranger to immediate sex Button."
… Shit…
“Damn it…” I grumbled. “Hate that you're right…”
She gave me a kiss. "That's why I love being a mare." She chuckled. "I think you should do it, find a salon and raid it. Not like the undead can use hair dye. Plus, you might find neat stuff while you're out."
“Fine fine.” I relented. “Hopefully there is a Salon around this place.”
With a goal in mind I headed off. A salon shouldn't be too hard and so long as I'm careful I can get in and out with ease.
Jumping over rooftops I eventually found a small salon. Windows were covered in wood and the door had a metal security door over it.
Hmm… There is a roof access door.
I managed to distract some undead long enough for me to climb up the side ladder in the back and thankfully the roof door here was open.
“Alright, so far so good…” I muttered to myself carefully.
It was dark in here but thankfully I knew a light spell. It was always cool to cast magic, I should really use it more often.
Once the ball of light was floating around me I spotted the empty but still well stocked salon. Score!
I took everything. Scissors, combs, brushes, barbicide, and a lot of shampoo, conditioner, and hair dye of nearly every color. Once I got it all packed into my Assistant I was heading out when I spotted something from the roof… is that…
Rushing from the rooftops I spotted one of the stores here. Fortified but… open.
Walking inside I was greeted by… robots. A lot of Robots. All offline, and a man at a table working on some robots' heads.
The person looked human, save the pointed ears. An elf?
"Welcome to the Scrap Yard, robotics and custom upgrades." They replied without looking up.
They were like most elves. Blonde hair, emerald eyes but he wore more rough clothes than elves in the media did.
“Uh…hi there.” I said carefully. “So, what kinda custom upgrades we talking about?”
"Anything so long as you got the parts and rem for me to make it." They replied.
“Huh…” I started, looking around to see the robot’s carefully.
There were mostly parts here and there but I did see two complete bots. Roxanne Wolf, and Glam Rock Chica from Security Breach. They were both offline and hanging by their arms from some makeshift display hooks.
“And uh…where did you find those two?” I asked curiously.
"Purchased them from another dealer. They were built for entertainment and he was using them for labor in moving supplies. They were in bad shape. Got them dirt cheap and fixed them up. I have no use for them so I'm reselling them."
“Uh…sure…” I said carefully. “How much?” I asked, weirdly having a bad feeling about this, but thinking it would be better if they weren’t with this creep.
"Five hundred rem each. They also come with some newly installed features to help them last longer for your reasons for purchase security, labor or entertainment of both varieties." He said, his voice monotone as he kept working on that one robotic head.
“So are they Synthetic being’s or just normal animatronics?” I inquired.
"Does that matter?"
“Right…” I muttered, already knowing where this is going. “I suppose I’ll take them both then…I should have enough Rem.” I said, and even though my hunch is probably correct, it would probably be league’s above what the alternative might be.
I pulled out the thousand rem from my assistant and left it on his desk. He reached into the desk and pulled out one of those Fazbear control devices from the desk. "Speak into the microphone then push the button. They will obey every vocal command."
“Knew it…” I muttered carefully as I picked up the devices. “Alright you two…wake up.” He said, gently pressing the button for the both of them.
Their eyes flashed with power as their limbs began twitching. The makeshift display hooks dropped them as the two then stood up, ready to receive further orders.
“Introduce yourselves.” I ordered.
"I am Roxanne Wolf." Roxy said.
"I am Glam Rock Chica." Chica said.
“Why are you two here?” I inquired.
"We were purchased." Both said in unison.
“That’s not good…” I frowned. “Do you have your own free will?” He asked carefully. “Or at least, a way for you two to do things without my orders?”
"Negative." Both said.
"If you want to give them their free will back you have to remove the Override Chip." The elf man said, taking me by surprise as I looked at him.
“Well…how do I do that without…possibly hurting them?” I inquired.
"Fingers for one." He said plainly as he kept working on that head.
“Fingers?” I asked. “The hell do you mean?”
"It's a small chip in between lots of wires. Hard to pull it out." They said.
“Ah, alright that’s what you meant.” I nodded. “I…honestly mistook it for ‘give me their finger’s and I’ll take one of them out’.”
"I'm a merchant, not a sicko." They said plainly.
“That works in selling robot’s…that are also probably slaves at one point.” I said carefully. “But right now, I need to get back to the other’s.”
"Come back again."
"You were right to find me. I know that guy." Parker said as he had the face plates of Chica and Roxy open, carefully praying the Override Chip off. "His name's Kilpulu. He's in the Black Marketplace Guild."
“There’s…seriously a guild for the Black Market?” I asked. “I thought Slavery was Illegal?”
"It is, but the Black Market Guild can take and sell those… products in places and to buyers outside of Armageddon. They act as a distributor for the Chaos Guilds. But, they are strictly neutral. Legal guild or not, good or not, they don't care. They buy and sell and resell anything."
“That’s…concerning.” I admitted. “Even if they're truly neutral…selling whatever the hell they have to whoever or whatever can lead to bad things…”
"Not their problem." He said, pulling the chip out of Roxy. He placed her faceplate back on. "Their motto is; Greed First. They're the only real merchants in this world, so get used to them."
“Goodie…” I sighed. “So, after the Override Chip’s are out…they’ll be their own people?”
"They'll need to reboot. They'll be factory reset. Side effect of the chip."
“That’s fair…I doubt they’d want to remember what nonsense they were put up to with those Override Chip’s in them.”
"Probably. It's just as bad when they force the Organic equivalent to the other life forms."
“I can imagine.” I nodded. “But…yeah, hopefully this will help them have a better life.”
"That's a bit much to ask for on this planet." Parker said as he started pulling the chip out of Chica now.
“It’s better than being a part of a Chaos Guild that’s for sure.” I pointed out.
Parker managed to pull the chip out and placed her face plate back on. The two did their boot up sequence before finally they blinked and looked around.
"Uh, where are we?" Chica asked.
"Not the Pizza Plex." Roxy stated. "And who are you?" The anatomic wolf asked me.
“Hi, my name is Button Mash.” I nodded to the two of them. “And I…rescued you both from a bad situation.” I said, which was kind of a lie but still technically the truth.
"*Squawk* Were we getting scrapped?!" Chica asked in a panic. Wow… she actually made a panicked chicken noise.
"If we were, then thank you, I'd rather not get recycled into some other animatronics endoskeleton." Roxy added.
“You’re welcome.” I nodded. “So now we have…a tad more bad news, cause the area we’re in is still very dangerous.”
"Dangerous how?" Roxy asked, walking over to one of the boarded up windows with a small viewing slit. "... Excuse me but what the fuck?"
"Roxy, language!" Chica scolded.
“No need for that, we’re all adults here.” I said honestly. “But yeah…this is only part of the problem.”
"How are Zombies only part of the problem? Also, why Zombies?" Roxy asked.
"It's just how this zone is." Parker said with a shrug. "This world is called Armageddon. Every possibly apocalypse you can and can't imagine is happening all within various zones. Nowhere on this planet is actually safe, and to be honest this Zone does qualify as one of the 'safest' apocalypse zones in the planet."
"How in the double stuffed crust pizza did we even get here?!" Chica asked,
"You two are what we call Synthetic Life Forms. You are alive but you are also made from inorganic matter. Your breed of life can be built or, the more likely scenario, you were won in something we call Prize Pods. These pods hold people of various races and types. The main three classes are Ally, Servant, and Lover. I'm willing to bet you two started off as Servant Class before your… prior owner installed some full Override Chips on you as a means of fully enslaving you."
"Then why can't I, and I'm assuming Chica, can't remember our prior owner?" Roxy asked.
"Side effect of pulling the chip out causes a full system reset."
"Ah. Alright, last question. Who is our current owner?"
"That would be me." I said. "And I'm also the one that wanted your Override Chips out cause…I'm not letting you two be slaves."
"My guy, we're animatronics. We were built to be bought and sold and entertain kids in a massive indoor pizza focused amusement park. We aren't people, therefore we can't be slaves."
"Actually you two are classified as living people." Parker stated. "And therefore can be slaves. Which Button isn't a slave master but you two are probably still his given your likelihood of being Servant Classes."
"Can you tell?" Chica asked.
"Well, I can take a guess." Parker said, walking over to Chica and taking her wrist. Around where an Assistant would be, he used some spell, I don't know what, and suddenly there was an Assistant there in Chica. "Looks like I was right."
"What is that?" Roxy asked as he did the same for her.
"It's called the Assistant. It's a blend of magic and technically embedded into living beings of intelligence in this reality. You two having them means you are people and you are indeed Servant Class." He said, looking at their Assistants. "Entertainment, as I expected."
"Neat." I nodded. "So…might as well ask, what are you two good at? You said you worked at a Pizza-Plex?"
"Yeah. We sing, dance. I race on my custom track. Chica does mostly the same but she helps kids be healthy, exercise, and make pizza."
"My voice box also lets me imitate others' voices and sounds." Chica added. "And Roxy's eyes let her best analyze her track or environment to detect things most people can't see. From pit holes or road hazards to other animatronics and missing or hidden items."
"That last bit is actually a side effect. One that confuses the hell out of the repair team but I've learned to cope with it." Roxy shrugged.
"Sounds like someone built you with specific parts for…any number of weird reasons." I said.
Roxy shrugged. "Maybe. Honestly I could care less so, what do we do now?"
"Now, I need him for a moment." I turned to see Cheat at the door. "Would you please follow me Button?"
"Sure." I nodded, following after Cheat. "What up!"
I followed Cheat all the way back to our unit and bedroom door. "Now, thanks to all that makeup and hair dye, Cream Heart has a whole new look!"
She opened the door and I saw her. She did look different.
For starters, her mane and tail were now dyed an almost neon purple, cut shorter into a tomboyish like style. The fur around her hooves were also dyed to a bright pink color. And lastly she now spotted a sky blue eyeshadow and red lipstick.
I actually did blink a few times. Woah… she looks… almost nothing like before. I mean, the coat color is the same still but that's basically a mute point considering everything else.
"You like it?" Cream asked me.
"Beautiful." I said in surprise.
That made her blush, but she had the biggest smile. "Thank you. It feels… just wonderful to hear you say that about me."
"Again, I'm really sorry about…all of that before…" I apologized.
"I'm at fault too. I know that your mom is, well, me and… well, I didn't think much of it. All I know since you freed me yesterday was some basic information, my feelings for you, and, well, how to be a mother. And, well, not being one feels… weird, if that makes sense."
"I…suppose." I said carefully. "But…hopefully we can work this all out now."
"Yeah, it can be a date."
A week passed and things seemed to be feeling… normal. I felt less awkward around Cream Heart thanks to her new look, Chica and Roxy, being robots only needed power, not food… though Chica occasionally ate the trash.
Them being Synthetics meant that they could actually walk through the undead and they did not try and attack them. Being not alive machines they had little interest aside from investigating the source of some noise.
Today was my… 'date' with Cream. In actuality it was a Run where we would try and have some form of fun over actually scavenging.
She had herself one of my Power Hooves for a weapon and I had the other.
"So, just explore and find something interesting?" She asked as we jumped across the rooftops.
“Pretty much.” I shrugged. “Just some plane and simple smash and grab while avoiding all the zombies.”
"If that's the case, I think we need more weapons. Or something." She said as we stopped on top of a small house roof. "Maybe we can find police stations?"
“That would help.” I nodded. “Can’t really fire gun’s with hooves, but they might have something in there for us.”
"Well, Philomena, Hector, Roxy and Chica do though."
The mental image of Chica with a shotgun made me laugh.
“Okay, Chica with a shotgun is hilarious.” I pointed out.
"Roxy with a glock honestly looks funny too." Cream chuckled.
Once we finished our laughs we rushed around, finding a few cop cars but no guns. Some med bags and ammo but no weapons.
We eventually found the police station. It was locked it seemed, and five of those Thug volatiles were circling the building.
"Well, that's not good." Cream huffed.
“That is not good indeed…” I frowned.
"Although…" She started. "If the zone put out five of them… then the loot inside must be good, or at least better than what they have in cars and such."
“That is true…” I hummed. “Maybe we can set up a distraction and move them away from the entrance?”
"Even if we do, they're slow. It would take them forever to walk there… what spells do you know?"
“I know a few fire spells, and a weak levitation spell.” I answered.
"Hmm…I have an idea."
Cream and I got to work. Grabbing things I could lift with the levitation spell and once we had enough stuff I began using the spell to throw them at the Thugs, using my fire spells to set them ablaze and deal some damage. It took a while but the last Thug went down and we made sure they were dead by using the Power Hooves to obliterate their skulls.
Cream took their makeshift clubs, figuring they were better than nothing.
Walking into the police station, there were a few Volatiles here but nothing unique. The armory was locked and thankfully, the key was inside the chief's-
Before I could think, Cream pulled me back as a new breed of Volatile, their upper body bloated and grotesquely swollen walked from the corner of the office… and then exploded with enough pressure that even behind a desk, we felt the impact hard.
I took a deep breath, as did Cream… how did she… I didn't even see it…
“How…did you see that thing?” I asked carefully. “I didn’t notice it and…I was keeping a close eye on things.”
"It's an Ability I have." She stated. "I do have a few, most related to… motherly stuff, save that one. Reaction Time. The description reads as when sudden danger appears, time will slow to my perception so I can think and act before it can happen. The second you opened the door, it activated and I spent… ten minutes or so in my slowed/stopped time perception thinking and finally just pulled us back."
“Right then.” I nodded. “That’s a very handy ability.”
"Yeah." She nodded. "Guess it's a good thing we went on this date cause… that wouldn't have been a good experience…"
Once we got our senses back from nearly being blown up by suicidal zombies we found the keys and our first gun.
It was a revolver, but not built for humans. The grip looked more like it was… built for teeth?
"I think this is for a pony to use?" Cream suggested as we looked the odd shaped gun over.
“That’s…weird.” I commented, looking over the gun carefully.
We pocketed it and the accompanying ammonit had and went to the armory. We smiled.
In regards to guns it was mostly pistols, one rifle and a fair amount of ammo, but there was also a fair few sets of armor. Most were for bipedal species but one was for equines. There was also riot shields, tazers, smoke bombs and a set of keys.
"Wonder what these go to?" Creak asked as she picked the keys up.
“Hmm…” I hummed. “Maybe Parker would know? He’s been around here longer than us so he’s probably got a better lay of the land.”
"True."
We collected everything and ran back home. Once there we placed our finds into a makeshift armory made from an empty apartment and with all that done, I decided to take a nap.
Cheat took Cream on their own date, given we're all partners and such. I didn't mind.
I was asleep for maybe an hour before waking up. I felt myself wrapped in the softest, warmest blankets ever. Wow, where did these blankets come fro-
Squish~
Hm? That's not normal for a blanket.
"I see you're awake Master." My eyes shot open as suddenly I saw and began processing. Philomena was in my bed… naked, which for a pony like me isn't normally an awkward thing but she's an anthro and I've learned to see their bipedal hotness. She was also keeping me snuggly tucked between her… many, soft… milk tanks. "Did you sleep well~?" She cooed, her face and mine were mere millimeters apart and I could smell her breath in full force. Smelled minty…
“Y-yeah…” I stuttered. “I…slept well.”
"That's good. Would you like anything?"
“More time like this?” I joked.
"And more, if you desire~" She said, her tone of voice forcing my teenage horniness into overdrive as she then planted a kiss on my muzzle.
“B-But aren’t you a…Servant Class?” I asked worriedly. “I don’t want to force thing’s on you just because of…that whole thing…”
"Yes, I am a servant class, but I also have several lesser classes." She said, I raised a brow at that. "I'm not surprised you don't know. It's a little known trait of the Servant and Ally Classes, but we also usually have a small selection of lesser classes. Skills we have some… bare minimum to average knowledge on. My primary class is Nanny. My lesser classes are cook, maid, tailor, and… mistress." She stated, giving my muzzle another kiss.
Mistress… that's a class?!?!?!?
I sputtered a little bit at that. “Hold the fuck up…so let me get this straight…” I tried to wrap my head around this.
"What's there to figure out?"
“I’m just…confused and concerned because I was told that it’s not really a…good thing to sleep with a Servant Class right out the gate, and it was mostly in the ‘they literally think your the best thing since sliced bread’ kinda deal…and it would feel like taking advantage of them.”
"True, but the Mistress lesser class puts me in a unique… in between space. I can be your Servant, but I can also be your little fling of passion, your deepest desire, or your dirty little secret~" She cooed, turning and now putting her full body weight from her upper chest on me… sweet heavens and there's a new kink I didn't know I liked…
“Now…I don’t know if this kink is me being wrapped up in the bountiful body you have…or if it’s a mommy kink…” I said, the Fox Den Mother feeling something very hard rise to the occasion. “And if it's both…fantastic.”
"If it was the latter I imagine you'd have rutted Cream Heart a while ago. But I don't ask for much. I'm not asking for you to make me your wife. I just want some sex," she leaned into my ear. "And babies."
“There’s… a difference between Cream and… mommy you.” I blushed brightly. “A…lot different…so uh…” I tried to say something, but horniness kept wanting to win this mental debate. “Is it…really okay?” I asked, just wanting to make sure that this is actually fully okay and I’m not just letting teenage horny get the better of me.
"It is with me, and that's all I am concerned with. What about you Master? Is it alright with you~?"
“Uh…” I started. “Fuck it, if you say it’s alright, and you have a literal Class telling me it’s alright then…it should be alright.”
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…
Sweet… merciful… heaven…
The bed was broken, I'm fairly certain my pelvis is bruised or broken, and my crotch is empty on that fluid, and all I can do now is breath deep and slow as Philomena nurses and kisses me.
I… will do this… again… and I will be… stronger.
“Worth it.” I said groggily, so blown away by all of those wonderful experiences.
"I'm impressed you kept up, Master. Especially given I am so much bigger than you." She said, gently kissing my head.
“The power of horny compelled me to fuck big tittied fox milf to her heart’s content.” I answered weakly and happily.
"Then I hope that same horny won't mind giving some for little ol me?" I didn't even bother moving my head. Cream Heart's voice said from the doorway.
"Damn it, I was hoping to watch when this happened… Also, Philomena, you are gonna be our new bed given you and Button broke ours." Cheat said.
"I am more than willing~" Philomena replied happily.
“She is the best and fluffiest bed you could ask for.” I said happily. “Also…yeah, I learned two new kink’s of mine…”
"Given she is a Fox Den Mother, she will definitely be a mommy with ten or more pups." Cheat noted. "A Den Mother of any species will have twice the maximum amount of a normal variant at minimum, often more."
“Oh…that’s…not gonna be fun…” I said, now remembering I’m supposed to be feeling the existential dread of being a first time father…and it did indeed scare me, especially considering where the hell we are.
"It will be for me~" Philomena cooed as she gave me a kiss.
"Twice as many…" Cream said. "Settles it, I wanna be a Den Mother."
Say what?!
"Is that even possible?" Cheat asked.
"If she puts a lot of points into the Motherhood skill tree once she unlocks it after her first pregnancy, yes." Philomena informed.
I took a deep breath. “Alright, so where’s the metal pelvis perk I’m missing?” I asked, pulling up my Skill Tree.
"Probably in the Fatherhood skill tree. Once Cheat was impregnated you should have unlocked it." Philomena told me.
“Kinda thought that would have been in a different skill tree, like the Strength Tree or something.” I said, deciding to look over my Skill Tree now and see if I can maybe diversify a bit from my ‘unkillable one man army rage’ build I was working on.
It was an interesting skill tree, the Fatherhood tree. It had three main branches. Mind, Body, and Aid. Mind seemed to make being a, well, dad, easier. But there wasn't anything there for now. Body seems to help increase endurance, stamina and overall energy. Aid though… that is what I needed. All the sex related stuff was here. From helping me be better at it, to making it feel better to my partner and me.
“Alright, that’s going to help wonders if we’re going to be fucking like rabbits most of the time.” I said honestly.
The Abilities I got helped with my current soreness and such but not much. I spent the rest of the day and night being cuddled by the girls and nurses by Philomena. Add this one to my new kink list as well.
The next morning I was already feeling much better. Apparently Den Mother milk does act like a healing potion.
While the bed frame was indeed destroyed, the mattress itself was okay so we just kept that on the floor and tossed the rest. Philomena was more than happy to be a second bed/blanket for us, but still did her duties as a Servant Class.
And things kept on like that for another month. I'd go on a run with Parker, who was looking into that Key we found.
Apparently it's an item known as a Clue Key. They open up a building or place meant to lead you into more danger but also more reward.
But when I wasn't on a run I was with the girls. Either just hanging out or… being intimate. First time with Cream was… different. Good, but different. I was finally seeing her more as a mare than, well, mom. Honestly it feels like the only real entertainment on this planet is sex. We've almost watched every DVD and nearly read every book we've found and we end up back to, well, rutting… either one on one or… group… which by far was the best experience of my life.
Cheat was also showing a baby bump now, small but visible and so we're Philomena and Cream… yeah… part of me was proud of this feat, and the rest of me was panicking wondering why I couldn't keep it between my legs cause we're on a horrible planet. Still, it gave me reason to make sure I came back home with something from a run. Foods weapons or just something to keep our minds busy. Anything really.
Chica, Roxy and Hunter were rather good friends. And they were working on expanding our little safe zone. With Roxy and Chica being ignored by the undead, they were easily able to move or kill them in large numbers, earning us that drop loot and making it safe enough for him to start work on walling off parts of this street.
Our hope is that once we wall an area off high enough, none of them can climb over, and by keeping those UV lights along the walls outer and inner sides keep the Nightmare Volatiles out as well.
"So far so good…" I said. "Hopefully we can keep up without others noticing."
"They will." Parker stated. "And when they do, we will need a bargaining chip." He and I were atop one of the roofs. We were clearing out buildings given we will be setting up the walls a fair distance up and down this street.
“If…if push comes to shove…” I took a deep breath. “Can you make sure my family is safe?” I asked.
"Relax. Since the Final Apocalypse, the Chaos Guilds have taken to a… more financial gains type way of dealing with people making settlements. Essentially, pay rent or get respawned. And thankfully we know a guy who isn't too greedy." I raised an eyebrow, then remembered… the elf guy!
“Wait, really?” I asked in surprise. “We can just pay rent to him? I thought the fact we were creating a Safe Zone would have just…made a Chaos Guild bullrush here to murder us?”
"It used to, but with The Family and Heroes guilds actively targeting them relentlessly, they needed to back off and cool off. Once they did they realized they can get much more profits and items by charging groups and small settlements to stay established. They usually take three kinds of payment. Rem or other valuable metals and gems. Weapons armor and general supplies, or fresh produce and crops. They actually prefer the latter given how hard good food is to come by here."
“Well…I suppose when you don’t want to piss off everyone that can cleave a planet in half, I’d say being Landlord’s is…better.” I commented. “Hopefully they’re not complete bullshit with it all…”
"I'll go talk with him. He knows me well enough. Want to tag along?"
“Sure.” I nodded. “Might as well see if he has anything new as well.”
I followed Parker back to that shop. We entered and that elf, Kilpulu, Parker called him, was still at that desk. This time he was working on a robots torso.
"Parker. It's been quite a long time." He said still not looking up from his work.
"Yeah it has Kilpulu. I'll cut to the chase, we're making a settlement nearby. And as a Chaos Guild member you can ensure it's establishment."
"Yes, that's part of the job. I suppose a town would be nice, sets me up someplace those pesky zombies can't annoy me. What are you offering for payment?"
"What are you charging?"
"Hm. Well, for Rem, ten thousand a month. For supplies, I can always use scrap metal. Three hundred pounds of it a month would be more than enough. And, of courses, any fresh produce you can farm will be your cheapest option."
“Sounds…maybe fair enough?” I said carefully, trying to think about all of this.
"How about a mix?" Parker offered. "Til the farm is established, we can pay you in a hundred and fifty pounds of scrap metals and five grand a month in rem."
"Were it anyone else I'd decline, but since we have such a rich history together, I can safely trust you. Just make sure this farm of yours has fish or fruits."
"Give us use of your Warp Gate and we can provide that and more."
That made Kilpulu look up at him. A small grin on his face was the first expression I've seen on this guy. "Heh. Fair enough. Just remember, the larger and more spread out your settlement gets the more I will have to charge."
"I'm aware."
"Then we have a deal." Kilpulu said, pulling out a paper and an odd looking pen from his Assistant.
The paper was a contract, and the pen he had had a needle on the other end. He filled out the blank spaces with the costs we will be paying and once he wrote his name he handed the pen to Parker.
Parker took the pen, and pricked his hand with the needle end. He wrote his name down and the ink was glowing a crimson red.
"Is there a location for my shop?" Kilpulu asked.
"Plenty of empty buildings around."
"I'll arrive in a few hours. With the Warp Gate."
With that done we headed back.
“So, this Warp Gate is gonna help us get to where we need?” I asked. “Does…does this mean we can find the rest of my group?”
"Maybe. Warp Gates only work with other established Gates. People like Kilpulu use them to rapidly travel between all their shops or hide outs. I also know he has shops well outside this apocalypse zone so we can get a signal. I doubt you will be able to call them but we can find when and where their signals cut out. That can give us an estimated location to where they are."
“Right then.” I nodded. “Well…hopefully things can work out here.”
With a nod, Parker and I rushed back home… huh. Home… It kind of feels like that isn't it?
“I…never thought this would be Home…” I chuckled. “Funny how bad situations can turn into good thing’s huh?”
"That's just how you live on this planet. Make the best of a bad situation, and never let it get to you."
Today we were doing something I wasn't expecting… scrapping stuff.
Roxy and Chica are easily getting rem from the undead and the rest of us are using the Assistant crafting system to turn items into the needed scrap for our payment. It was actually easier than expected. Any metal did well enough for the scrap metal and old cars were really useful for this, once we were able to take them apart.
Kilpulu set up his new store inside our now finished walls.
Once we gave him the payment he let us use the Warp Gate. "I have many other stores all in other Apocalypse Zones. When or if you decide to… expand the settlement to include these locations, you are welcome to."
“Well…mind if I use it to find the rest of my group?” I asked. “I got separated from everyone when we first got here…got shot down by a pack of jackasses.”
"That would have been the Welcoming Committee, yes. You can if you wish. Frankly I don't care so long as you don't destroy my other store locations."
“I won’t, or at least try not to have anything bad happen to it.” I answered.
"Right. Well I've set it up and registered you two to it so it will only work for us three. It's set to the closest store in the next door Apocalypse Zone, Blood God's Domain."
"That doesn't sound threatening at all." I rolled my eyes. "Now…what do you mean by 'Blood God'? Is it just blood sacrifice for magic stuff or what?"
"It's a place run by a divine entity of all things combat. Everything there will try to kill you, but in terms of weapons and loot drops, it's a gold mine."
"It's where I got a lot of my better stuff. Making a settlement there is a no go, but a base that we can use to farm the monsters there can work out." Parker added.
"Well then…" I started. "Maybe I can fight another piece of Cheat there?" I wondered.
"Maybe." Parker shrugged.
With that done Kilpulu led us to the Warp Gate. It was a machine the size of a doorway, made from technology and possibly magic, if the runes along the frame were anything to go off of, and has a small control panel to the right of it. He typed some things on the panel and after a minute of humming the doorway glowed with a black and purple light and suddenly, I was viewing into a different location through the frame.
Parker and I walked through it and where elsewhere. This shop wasn't too different from his in the settlement. It was actually almost identical. Everything seemed to be built in an underground bunker of sorts.
We found the exit/entrance and opened the door.
The smell of fresh blood and death was instant. Not decayed and rotting like back home, it was fresh, a metallic scent in the air hung thick like pollution.
Looking around all I saw was the red of a bloodstained battle ground and broken bodies, weapons and armor lay scattered across the barren crimson battleground that was all around us.
“What…what the hell…” I muttered in absolute horror, feeling the ground underneath us shaking violently as an extraordinary loud explosion was heard, as off in the distance I saw something that was both breath-taking and fucking terrifying, and that was a Volcano erupting so violently into the sky as a raging maelstrom shot down lighting against the flying molten rock in some weird clash of energies. “Even…even nature itself is fighting…” I said, starting to feel a little sick as I forgot one crucial thing…
I’m an Earth Pony, in a Bloodstained Hellscape…the Earth was beyond pissed.
"Will you be good?" Parker asked me.
“I’ll…I’ll be fine.” I shook my head. “Just…a lot to take in all at once…” I said, looking off in the distance to see…what I can only describe as a mosh pit full of every being imaginable fighting each other.
"Well, we just need to scavenge the leftovers the other things here left behind. We don't have to worry about fighting anything unless one comes at us."
“And what if the very ground beneath us tries to murder us?” I asked carefully, moving around carefully from the very concerning amount of blood and bodies.
"It won't, at least not like how you're probably thinking." Parker said as he kneeled down to one of the nearby corpses and started pulling off bags and searching pockets.
“Well…alright.” I said, carefully sifting through the corpses and the many things they might have. “So uh…these people won’t just get back up and wondering why we’re jacking their shit right?”
"No, they died fighting enemies here. The bodies and their equipped gear will remain here until destroyed or taken." He said, picking one one corpse rather large battle ax… then began hacking the corpse into parts.
“So they’re all dead dead and won’t respawn?” I asked carefully.
"They'll respawn in a random location anywhere on Armageddon." He said, still hacking the body to chunks. "Just lacking their equipped stuff so, probably will be naked."
That… actually made me laugh.
“That sounds a bit funny.” I chuckled, still gathering up bit’s of gear here and there. “Though…the massive amounts of battle is still concerning…”
"That's just how this zone is. An endless battle." He shrugged, finished with that one body and quickly looted then began hacking the next one.
“And you hacking them apart is also a part of it?” I asked, digging through more things and finding more weapons, items, and a whole lotta elemental gems.
"We'll need the fertilizer for a farm." I stared at him. "We can't use the zombies, the virus will enter the crops and there will be a small chance of zombie plants and that's not any better at all."
“Well uh…right…” I said nervously. “But seriously, I’m finding a whole lotta neat things here…a lotta fire and earth gems though.”
"They're a common spawn item in this zone. Take them too, they will be extremely useful for us later on."
With a nod I continued on to looting the dead while Parker cut up then stored the bodies. It was grotesque but he was right. If we are going to thrive and survive here then we will have to do some bad to do so.
As I got to a large, six armed being of rather hulking size with a huge halberd through their skull, I found something on one of their many hands… those look like… no way…
I put a hoof to the spiked gauntlets, their metal and form suddenly liquifying and flowing into my body.
"The heck? Button? You found another set of my armor? Awesome! Now I can protect you and still have my own body!"
It honestly felt amazing to be hearing Cheat's voice in my head again.
“You have…no idea how happy I am to hear you again Cheat.” I sighed out thankfully. “Now…I haven’t done this in a while…” I said, trying to don my Berserker Armor.
“Button wai-!”
“Ugh…the fuck happened?” I groaned, wondering why it felt like I just ran a marathon through a massive amount of brick walls. “Where am I?” I muttered, looking around and seeing a massive amount of corpses and…a giant demon in front of me. “Uh…hi there…”
"Glad you awoke. It took a while to knock you out in the first place." The giant demon spoke, the creature looking like a greater version of many average demon’s I’ve had to face against in video games just…a lot bigger and tougher looking.
"What happened? Last thing I remember was putting on my Berserker Armor and…Parker shouting at me not to do something…" I said, trying to remember what the hell happened.
"It was to not do exactly that." Parker said from behind me. I turned around and saw him looting the vast bodies around us. "Berserker items and abilities are multiplied in this place."
“Oh…” I started. “Uh…I didn’t know that…” I said sheepishly.
"First timers should ask more questions." The demon sighed. "I have to admit, despite being at a disadvantage, your Rage state was quite the opponent."
“Well…I did get a lot of Skills for Rages.” I said honestly. “Surprised I didn’t die, either taking more damage than my skills could shrug off or…Cheat unable to keep me going.”
"I made sure not to kill you at Parker's request." The demon stated.
“Glad to know that…” I nodded. “And…at this point, I really need to learn how to use my Rage mode better…cause I’d rather not have that happen again if I’m in the middle of a fight.”
"Yes, while your strength and power were admirable, you were as mindless as a feral animal. A rather disgraceful act attacking anything and everything at random without reason."
“You know…hearing that from what I can only assume is a Greater Demon of a Blood God that revels in all things violence…is really weird.” I said honestly. “Like…hearing mindless violence is a bad thing in a place of pure bloodshed is…a little confusing.”
"While true, just because we are demons does not mean we lack standards. It's what differs the Greatest from the Lessers and the chaos causers."
“Right then.” I nodded. “Glad to know that even Demons have higher standards than Chaos Guilds.”
"Ironic given many of them are this Zones most recurring customers. Many of the bodies you loot and see before you belong to a Chaos Guild."
“Yeah…” I nodded. “Glad to hear that…and yeah I was thinking of getting a teacher for all…this, but never got around to it.”
"Ah, at least you know to look for wisdom in the field. So many assume Rage and Berserker combat is just getting angry and hitting stuff."
“Well, it’s also for being a Tank for your more squishy party members, because Rage’s always increase physical toughness and ruin’s mind affecting effects.” I brought up. “Plus, can’t really focus on the weaker people when you have a guy screaming and trying to beat the shit out of you half the time.”
"Always fun to see the ranged fighters' faces when you close that distance in no time and punch them right into the stratosphere." The demon chuckled.
“Always a fun time.” I chuckled. “So…do you think you can help teach me or do you know someone that can help me out?”
"Hm, an interesting proposal. It has been many years since I last had a pupil. Ironic that my last student brings you here as well."
I turned and looked at Parker. "What? You gotta learn a bit of everything to survive here." He shrugged.
“Well…yeah.” I nodded. “Also…I suppose this is still super surprising to me that a being that’s powered by bloodshed, fighting, and heavy metal is this friendly.”
"I actually prefer Jazz." The demon said. "The name is Donahue."
“Button Mash.” I nodded. “Nice to meet you…and thank you for stopping my rampage.” I said. ”You okay Cheat?” I mentally asked my symbiote girlfriend.
"Oh I'm fine~ Philomena and Cream kept me from going crazy here by… woah… hehe…"
Well, she sounds… alright? Maybe a little… afterglow high.
”Sorry about that…did this hurt the baby?” I mentally asked worriedly.
"Baby's fiiiiiine~ I'm fiiiiiiine~ I'm enjoying my relaxing squishy bath~"
”Squishy bath?” I inquired to my sex drunk symbiote.
"Squishy~ Soft~ Silky bathtub~" Was her response…
Okay… I guess I'll find out when we get home.
“Right then…best not do that bit again.” I muttered. “So…I just learned that Cheat also didn’t have…a good time back home…”
Or… maybe she did?
"I see, well, let this be a lesson to you Button. Think before acting. A simple thought in this world can be the difference between life and death." Donahue said.
“I…can see that…” I said, lightly moving off the…mound of corpses that was underneath me and…wow that’s a lot bigger than I thought…
"Come on Button, help me loot these bodies then we can go home." Parker called out. "You gonna come with us?"
"No, I can stay here and you two can visit me for lessons. This battlefield is my home after all." Donahue stated.
“Fair enough.” I nodded, helping loot all the bodies from…many different races. “Also…who or what are some of these red armored people?” I asked, seeing a whole lotta very big being’s in red armor that I can only assume was power armor.
“Those would be Space Marines, the World Eaters from long ago.” Donahue answered. “Still fighting an endless battle for the glory of Khorne in their eyes.”
“Right then.” I nodded, trying to take their power armor off of them. “So they're supposed to be a whole lot stronger than a normal person?”
“Double the size, five times the strength.”
“Cool.” I nodded.
It took hours to clear the bodies and then turn them into… fertilizer… when we finally got home it was dark. The Nightmare Volatiles were howling as usual but the walls and UV lights kept them away.
Walking upstairs I finally got what Cheat meant when she said 'squishy bathtub'...
"I panicked…" Philomena said, looking a mix of shamed and embarrassed as I stared at her now even larger belly…
How in the fuck did she… I know she's bigger than us by a lot but… how?!
“Uh…” I started slowly. “What…did I miss?”
"Well… after Cheat sort of told us you found another piece of her armor and now she was linked to you, then she suddenly went silent and then started going… buck wild on everything." Cream started. "Breaking things, trying to hit us and even bite."
"Then she tried using Abilities and armoring herself up and… well, I panicked and…" Philomena said, gently rubbing the bulge in her stomach that is Cheat. "As a Den Mother I have access to a lot of abilities from the Motherhood Skill tree immediately… and, well, I activated some that… allowed me to easily… take her in and make my… new stomach a rather hefty anti rage space. She's safe in there, this… new stomach can't digest it's… more like a pocket… inside me…"
"I'm so sorry…" I sighed. "It's my fault…I wanted to try out the armor after months…but when you use it in a hell dimension created by a God of violence…" I said bitterly. "I didn't think it would affect Cheat like that…"
"It was your first time out in a different Apocalypse Zone. You couldn't have known." Cream stated.
"I know…but it's still me being an idiot for assuming Berserker Armor wouldn't react violently to a realm of violence." I said honestly.
"It's alright Button. This is just… a tad confusing for me." Philomena stated. "One the one hand, this makes me feel like I'm further along in my pregnancy, which I like, on the other it's awkward when I feel Cheat… pleasuring herself in there."
Ah… so that's why she sounded Afterglow High…
"Well…that explained why she sounded like she was high off of pleasure…"
"Yes…" Philomena blushed.
"On the plus side, I'd say it's safe to say Cheat and I have a new fetish." Cream said, now making me blush.
I sighed. "Wonderful." I grumbled. "So…how have you all been while I was gone?"
"Overall, good. Now that I know you're okay and thus Cheat, I am going to get her out of me and let her bathe." Philomena said as she got up and headed to the bathroom.
I do not want to know which end Cheat is exiting…
"So, got a bunch of loot?" Cream asked me.
"Yes, yes we did." I nodded with a smile. "Can't wait to see what we really got."
"Well, that's good. No luck with your friend and your Sweetie Bot and Maud? I can't wait to meet them."
"Sadly no, I still couldn't get any reasonable reception…" I sighed. "But…I know they were closer when I was in that Blood Gods realm…"
"Well, I'm sure we'll find them soon." Cream said as she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"What do you mean you can't fix it?!" Sweetie Bot yelled.
"This engine runs off of a 3.7 Creation Engine and I can't fix it cause that impact blew the fucking gems to dust!" Mei yelled back.
"How long have they been at this?" Echo Dash asked.
"The last ten minutes." Maud replied.
After the external repairs were finished the internals began. Only to be met by a major setback. The engine's elemental gems were shattered. Replacements would be needed… and were not available.
"Well, there is an option…" Pro Go brought up. "These things don't attack Sweetie or Scoota-borg since they're Synthetics…"
"They can't go alone." Vincent reminded.
"I know, and they don't have to. Echo and I know a spell that can shrink us so we can hide in saddle bags or something on them and therefore from the undead."
"Why do you know a shrinking spell?"
"Bedroom stuff."
"Ah… huh, that might work."
"If it means we finally get out of here to find Button, then I'm for it." Sweetie said. "Scootaborg can keep me protected easily so… it might take a while but it's better than nothing."
"It will be a long journey." Maud said. "Think you can manage. We will also be shrunk for… who knows how long."
"I can probably make an armored bag/house for us. If you can shrink the ship too, then that will cut the workload in half." Mei said.
"We can shrink it." Echo said.
"Well, at least it gets us off this crashed skyscraper." Sweetie sighed.