physically no

Emotionally, who'da thought feeling the pain, fear and anger of dozens of soldiers would take a toll. The woman you'd just help fix thanked you, saluted Green and walked out of the tent that had become your base of operations. You fell down onto the bed and rubbed your eyes. You hadn't even noticed you'd started crying, "I wonder if that was particular woman or a culmination?" You ask as you wipe the water off your face.

"Are you ok?" Green asked handing you a bit of fabric to help.

"Thanks, yeah fine, their tears not mine. How many have we got left."

"Do you want the actual number or vague make you feel better one?" Green sat next to you and rubbed your back.

"Oh, vague every time." You laugh, leaning back to feel her hand pushing against you supportively.

"Almost halfway done." Her fingers dug in a little, running down your muscles making you sigh happily. "Let's take a break."

"I'm good." You stood up and stretched. "Have to get to at least halfway before the sun goes down."

"First, we'll stretch our legs." Green slapped you on the butt and held firm to push you outside.

The line of soldiers neatly formed waiting out of the tent snapped to as much attention as some of them could. You felt an immense sense of empathy for the women who tried to raise a missing limb into position. The number of them finally hit you. There were only about thirty in the line but there were more than a hundred left to go.

"Actually I'm good." You said thinking about how to make this faster. "Does Mary ever do speeches?" You've never restored a limb in a group aura sharing before but the principal of sole and group is identical. The only thing that changes is scale and you have the magical reserve that scale doesn't matter.

"Usually before a battle." Green looked like she was planning something. "Tell me how it would work." She told the women to stand at ease and took you back towards Mary's tent.

You gave her all the details you'd been able to figure out from your past experiences of group aura sharing. The times at the church not the times you'd done it while, well doing it, you don't think a hundred plus orgy is going to work out. By the time you arrive at Mary's tent you find her still at her table but no longer surrounded by her captains.

"We can't bring more than five ships in the attack fleet. Any more and we're too obvious for any pirate to not flee at the sight of us, any less and the chances of a battle going our way diminish." Mary pinched the bridge of her nose.

Green hugged her behind and kissed the back of her neck, "We do have an advantage." She put her chin on Mary's shoulder and the identical women looked at you.

Mary sighed and put her hands over Green's. "I was taking Christopher into account, do you really want to fight anyone?" She asked you with a smile.

"Not really no. But Delilah is coming with us," five ships might be overkill with them. You didn't say the last part aloud, however it seemed a very accurate assessment. In your time together Eve has almost killed several people including you, none of which you think were truly intentional so much knowing you'd stop it, dagger flying at Nika's face you had to catch being the most dramatic example.

"You do know your future husband." Green murmured loud enough for you to hear earning a tight lip from you, just becasue she is right doesn't mean you have to like it. "But first, Christopher has an idea of how to heal soldiers as a group rather than individually."

Mary perked up even more than seeing you did as Green filled her in on the idea. "Assemble on the beach." She pulled free of Green. "Christopher, let's walk together." Green bowed and hurried towards the wounded area while Mary put and arm around your side and pulled you against her.

She took you on a slow walk towards to water. The ever presence smell of salt that was the capital was added by growing sound of waves. "You know I've been in the capital for weeks and never visited the beach." Well aside from one time but that one didn't count.

"You're always welcome to visit the beach here. I'm sure my soldiers wouldn't mind seeing you take a swim, even if that would mean having to lower their standards." Mary half whispered that last part into your ear.

"As if you wouldn't be standing there drooling as I took off my top." You responded, moving the arm you'd been rest on her shoulder down to her back and stroking gently.

"Maybe you should try it now, or are you to nervous that you might be wrong." Her hand squeezed your ass tightly, kneading with each word. Maybe getting Mary excited before a speech wasn't the best idea.

"Or I don't want you to ruin your pants before you start speaking to your mother's soldiers." She started this.

Mary bit your ear. "You know I could mount you right here and all that would happen would be a cheer for taking pity on you."

"Followed by your repeated and deafening screams of constant orgasm." Your hand finally reached her ass and gave her a light slap.

"Prove it." She growled turning to press her lips against yours.

"Mary." Green interrupted, pulling you both apart. "The soldiers are assembled. Unless you think a show would work as well as a speech." She asked you.

You thought about it for a moment, that had been one thing that allowed people to open up their auras, it had worked on Vatarie's friends. "Probably not." Better to not risk it not working and embarrassing yourself and Mary.

Mary let go of you and the three of you reached the beach where row of women awaited. Green moved to the side out of sight of most people, you tried to do the same but Mary grabbed your hand and stopped you.

"Soldiers." She announced loudly. The women snapped to as attention as they could get get. "You have seen my Christopher heal some of you. Now it is time to heal all of you. Restore what you lost in service of Queen Aurora." The women stamped their feet or slapped their side.

While Mary kept speechifying you slowed your breathing and felt the auras around you. The overriding emotion was pride, something you hadn't felt as yet.

"You proved yourself the pride of your army, achieving a victory over those that would rape and pillage the innocents it is our privilege to protect."

The respect and admiration that was flowing from these women as Mary spoke was reflected in little images that would appear in their auras. Little moments from their meetings with Mary, not mid battle or giving speeches but her offering a cup or laughing with a joke. You squeeze her hand gently as you feel their auras open up enough for you to pull them in.

"I consider it an honour that you served under my command, and that I can send you home whole is a great gift to my mind than any acclaim I'd care to claim in combat."

Absorbing their auras gives you a rush. Your personal affection and growing respect for Mary suddenly given a boost of professional adoration. Your personal affection spreads through the assembled auras as you absorb them and you get flashes of the various 'victory celebrations' that Mary enjoyed. Clearly it isn't just her captains that enjoy some physical reinforcement of good performance.

Mary keeps speaking but you are having a hard time hearing her. With there being so many women here, order of magnitude more than you'd ever tried this on before, you need to focus on pulling the auras in to make sure you get everyone.

The feelings are quickly getting overwhelming. Its not just admiration, respect and a bit of attraction to a sexy woman in a position of authority who welcomes those who deserve it into her tent. Focus on other things Christopher.

Another feeling, anger, starts to grow. At losing a part of them, at the ones who took it, at Mary for bringing them into the fight that cost them the arm, little bit at you for promising a restoration and making them wait and sit through a speech.

Ok don't focus on that.

Mary is winding up the speech she is giving and you think you have everyone. However, you honestly have no idea, there are so many feels, emotions and thoughts swirling around inside you that you don't even know what you are feeling, or have ever felt.

Not being able to tell if you ever liked someone or if you've just had other people feelings give you your own. That is a strange enough feeling that you decide you've done enough, if you missed anyone you can get to them later. Blowing out your breath you push the auras back.

You wouldn't call it a rush. The only way you could describe it would like all the water rushing away from a shore as a tsunami gathered on the horizon. Except you were the sand and right now were feeling very exposed.

There are shouts from the audience as their auras are returned with enough magic and instructions to fully repair whatever damage they may have. Not just from battle wounds either, comments about eyes or ears feeling strange, shoulders and hips that can move freer, the occasional comment about breasts feeling heavier or butts feeling larger.

"I've got you." Mary whispers into your ear. You didn't even notice you'd been waving on your feet until she steadied you. "Looks like it worked." She sounded both awed and incredible proud. "I'm going to marry you, just thought you should know." She kissed you of the forehead. "And thank you."

You got steady on your feet again. "No need to thank - wait, what was that middle bit?"

Mary smirked at you and kissed your lips. "Don't worry about it." She looked back at her soldiers and pushed you forwards. "We have something to celebrate first."

You look over the women who are not all as clothed as they used to be, examining not just returned by also some larger bodily proportions.