Nexus Effect

Ch.103

“Well. That’s not good.” Slayer muttered after they’d breached a fleet portal into Hell and were met with a planet already converted to Hell’s purposes with smaller ships swarming around like bugs around a hive. That wasn’t what he was commenting on, however. “It looks like enough of the Collector Mothership survived for Hell to reverse-engineer.”

Over the planet was a more brutally Hellish variant of said Mothership, possibly taking all of the blood-drained flesh from the local fauna and turning them into organic war-beasts and other monstrosities using adapted Collector tech, which would very much align with Hell’s pre-existing zombie and cybernetic alteration of what should be corpses. “I’m sorry, I should’ve put more nukes on the Omega-4 Relay.” Pillar sighed at failing to deny Hell such a resource, but his brothers all shook their heads in dismissal of his claim of fault over the matter.

“Forget it, man. You did what you could.” Collateral assured him.

“Still, look at the size of that bloody Gore Nest.” Pillar pointed out as the gigantic abominable organ kept spewing out more demons.

“It’s a Super Gore Nest. That’s our target. Be careful, though. They have Collector tech and have made use of it.” Slayer stated, pointing to a group of zombies that look to be crossbred with husks. It seems combining the two zombification methods produced a more capable minion, since instead of shambling aimlessly, they were following orders from Imps or other demons and carrying out menial labor with tools even. Not a good sign.

“I can sense it. They’re all completely amped up. This is a real game changer. If we’re not careful, there won’t be much of a war we can win.” Hunter warned them as Hell became aware of their presence.

“Fuck it. Let’s give them a present.” Collateral’s grin could be heard in his voice as he gestured to the gunnery crew. “I’ve been overhauling our weapons ever since I managed to learn how to convert other weapons to even more exotic Argent plasma projection systems.”

“Excellent. We’ll do more than glass the planet. We’re blasting it until it’s reduced to space rock! Activate the BFG 10,000!” Slayer ordered as Collateral made his way down to the firing control room of the cannon.

“Weren’t our original orders from Visilia to sabotage them, steal as much material as we can for cleansing and repurpose as usual, then get the fuck out of here? We’ll be skipping on half of our orders by just blowing up the-.” Pillar was interrupted by Collateral firing a green blast the size of a small moon at the murky planet, which burst open from the blast like a styrofoam ball shot by a .50 Caliber gun. “Great...so are we going to send out the sweepers to collect the debris for processing?”

“Yep, then we run like our asses are on fire, do the same thing elsewhere. We’re not going to make it easy for Hell to prepare a galactic invasion.” Slayer declared as he slipped a cookie under his helmet and munched noisily on it. “Mm...Isabelle’s cookies…”

“Dude, just fuck her already!” Collateral huffed as he came down from the adrenaline high, or whatever the equivalent for a Transformer was.

“You can go fuck yourself!” Slayer snapped back as he scarfed down the cookie in anger.

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“What?” I asked in bemusement.

“You can go home now. We’ll handle things from here. You’re not a military leader, even if you have the charisma and sex appeal of a corporate CEO.” Chrys told me as if I shouldn’t have expected otherwise while my new Autobots all practiced their alt forms on the massive firing range RIT had facing away from the city and the spaceport.

“B-but I’m a Prime! It’s my duty to-!” I was stopped by the notion of disapproval I got from my dad. He...doesn’t want me to be an Optimus Prime? [But dad-.]

Daughter, I have created too many soldiers, not enough children. I want you to be happy, not to suffer. Others more capable than you at being a military leader are willing to take the work from you, do not turn them away out of a misguided sense of duty. You are to lead by Example and nothing more.

They should understand that to live beyond war is to live. Nexus was meant to be a bridge between people, not a warrior. You are akin to Solus in that respect, a creator. The only reason I did not give you Solus’s Spark of Creation is because it was not what you were meant for, even if you indulge in that quite a bit.

I blushed at dad playfully pointing out my promiscuous and breed-happy nature before I pouted and huffed at my daughter. “Fine, Chrys. I understand. I’m not just going to sit on my ass though! I expect to be called up in case there are more volunteers and I’m going to get involved the moment Penny and her crew are called to duty.”

“Don’t worry, we will. I’ll be joining you when we head home later, but otherwise I still have some work to do.” Chrys then waddled towards the main building. After she was gone and we were mostly alone, Vinnie and Brennie looked intently at me.

“Christ, was that Primus I felt? It was almost indescribable.” Brennie commented uneasily.

“I can, a bit. It was like having my actual mother being in the same room and letting me relax because everything was okay.” Vinnie wistfully said with a sad/happy smile.

“Yep, it was. I never knew my dad, but Primus is an awesome dad. Anyway, I guess we’re done. Let’s head on back. I trust everyone at home is okay, but I don’t want to leave Urta and Penny alone too long.” I said as I considered that Urta was back at the house, playing with the kids and being altogether quite pleasant. However, if she and Penny find a chance to be alone...well, I might not have a mansion to get home to if they go all-out and forget their pearls or something.

“We can’t even remember our family’s names. At least, not all of them. The only name I seem to remember is my little brother, Daniel.” Brennie looked sad and happy at saying that name.

“Hey, I remember that cheeky little rascal as well!” Vinnie giggled as she nuzzled her sister for comfort. I raised a hand towards them, wanting to reach out, but I was hesitant to-.

Daughter, do not turn your back on someone who has lost the way or they will stray.

I wrapped my arms around their waists and hugged them gently. I didn’t speak, I let my emotions speak for themselves with my touch. I miss my mother, I miss her so much. I know this pain, let it be known. You are not alone. I took a deep cleansing intake of air before venting in a long exhale. “Come on. Let’s go home.” I turned and walked away towards the taxi pad, knowing Chrys would need the Armada to get home.

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“Holy fuck…” Brennie muttered as she watched Nora walk away, but she felt so much more than the sexy barely-decent woman leaving. It was like behind that loving and wonderful person was a strength of will that was inspiring as well as daunting. “Hot shit. She feels like…”

“Visi?” Vinnie asked with awe in her own voice. “Yeah. As fragile as glass, but sharper than any blade and stronger than any mountain.” Vinnie smiled before looking up at her slightly taller sibling. “How long has it been?”

“Too long.” Brennie sighed and felt yearning. Queen Visilia Themis has barely enough time to breathe. The Argentine Alliance may be infinitely more stable than a traditional monarchy, but as a monarch, Visi can’t even leave her castle in Tartarus for too long. Well, not her castle, it’s Ailisiv’s, but semantics, it’s her’s too. “I think we should at least give her a call.”

“Oh! Right, she’ll definitely want to know more about the two of us getting more feminine~!” Vinnie gushed and Brennie blushed. That’s right! Visi hasn’t been able to use her male organs on her or Vinnie in ages!

“Uh...maybe we shouldn’t let her-hey! No! Hang up!” Brennie shouted desperately as Vinnie ran away with her activated omni and giggling during her flight from her red half-dragon sister.

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I had flown home and the others came back with Yola. Thankfully the triplets decided to watch a movie, so I didn’t need to stress myself keeping them occupied. “Hey mom, mind if I sit here?” Chrys asked as she waddled closer and I eagerly patted the sofa. “Oof, thanks. The kids have my recliner occupied right now.” Chrys said with a gesture to the turian triplets.

“I’m more than happy to have an excuse to snuggle by brainy-bug.” I did so against her side and Chrys hummed happily as she enjoyed my hand rubbing her side. “So, where is the sire? Gidget didn’t leave you, did she?” I asked with cold fury and the desire to-.

“Nope! No! My fiance is-.” I squealed and hugged my baby as much as I could! My baby is getting married~! “Mom~! You’re t-touching me a bit too hard~!” Chrys squeaked and I stopped squishing her boobs enough to make her nips turn her gown pink with Love Nectar.

“Chrysanthemum Willow is engaged! I’m so happy for you sweetie! You went from being alone and stressed to being big, beautiful, bountiful and betrothed! I’m so upset I had to miss your relationship with Gidget developing to this point.” I smooched her cheek and Chrys blushed.

“Well, uh, Gidget knocked me up that night after our first date. I didn’t mind if she decided she didn’t want something permanent, but she wanted to stay. I wasn’t going to say no, especially since I still can’t find a Navel Pearl that works on genuine synthetics yet and I still have her brood in me for two more years at this point. I would’ve been a fool to deny her help and-.” Chrys moaned as her belly gurgled, then I yelped when it lurched outward an inch and she was panting. “Oh~...growth spurt…”

“Are you alright?” I’m used to pregnancies being a womb full of cum, then deflate down as the cum is processed, but still remain big as the babies develop rather than lurch like that.

“Yeah, I’m good. Mm. Great even. I feel so good whenever I have a growth spurt. The bigger I am, the bigger I get with each one, the bigger my orgasm gets.” Chrys admitted with a dopey smile and I blushed at the fact she got off on that.

“Wow. That sounds awesome in it’s own way.” I admitted and Chrys bit her lower lip with her fangs adorably poking out further.

“Fuck yeah it is. It’s because they’re draconequus and I’m doing it properly. Every moment is wonderful, each growth is ecstasy. Three years of this~.” Chrys purred and hugged her belly. “I still have two years left. I’m going to have a hard time not begging Gidget to knock me back up immediately after I give birth.”

“Okay, I wanted to talk to your mother, I can't do that with you being so stupidly sexy right now. I’m gonna take her.” Brennie interjected and I jumped since I didn’t notice her approach, then I yelped when she tossed me over her shoulder with ease.

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“...Um, nice day we’re having?” I awkwardly asked the beautiful dracowolf woman looking down at the sea from the extended patio of the mansion that faced the water. If you didn’t know what to look for, from here, Rannoch seemed like any beautiful tropical region of earth. “Do you like my home? I got it because it was too wonderful to pass up.”

“Yeah, it’s great. One of the most luxurious yet homey places I’ve ever been and I aim to make every resort I have built try to achieve this in some way.” Brennie owns resorts? She doesn’t seem the type.

“You’d be very surprised. Whenever she comes up with these ideas, she would come to us for help and opinions. I picked the spot where the resorts should be and really likes them, saying it captures the beauty of nature.” Vinnie said as she snuck up on us with snacks in her arms. “Honestly, she brings out the artist that resides within our beings.”

“N-no I don’t!” Brennie denied with fluster.

“Okay...so, um...what did you want to talk about?” I asked, wow this is awkward.

“Are we worthy?” Really, Brennie?

“That’s either a rhetorical question or you need to get help.” I bluntly replied with a tone that I hoped carried how ridiculous of a question that is. “That said, the answer is yes, a thousand times over.” I scoffed as I leaned back on my lounge chair and looked up at the sky.

“I’m less of a talker and more of a doer. That’s why I want to build something worth living in instead of destroying everything just because I’m bored.” Brennie said on a tangent and I looked back down, only for her to pull my face into her cleavage in a hug as she straddled my lap. “I’m not good with words. I want to thank you for what you did earlier today.”

“Mm?” I blinked against her breasts and just let her hug me.

“We haven’t thought of our former lives in so long, it was like an old wound flaring up. Then you just put a balm on it with a simple hug? You did more in that moment than most people have done for us in entire lifetimes.” Vinnie then hugged me from the side as she knelt next to us.

“Hm.” I hummed into Brennie’s cleavage and hugged them back until they let me go. “So you know you need to do that with each of your wives and husbands, not me, right?” I don’t know how I know that, but I do. She needs to open her heart to the ones she promised it to.

“Yes.” Brennie cracked her neck and sat on the lounge chair next to mine, but then Vinnie straddled her. “H-hey-mmph…” Brennie found her snout buried in Vinnie’s tits as she hugged her. They shared a quiet moment before Vinnie released her to sit on the next chair “Hey, Vinnie, did you create those music hearing aids for Garrus?”

“Yes. If they work then that means every alien can have them and listen to human-style music without the fear of having their eardrums exploding. Weaklings can’t even handle a good guitar solo.” Vinnie criticized harshly.

“Oh I know! It’s been so hard living without my music. Sadly, this universe’s earth went an entirely unpleasant direction, so they don’t have any good rock music. Please tell me the Argentines or Empire have real music!” I pleaded as I used my tenta-kini covering my areola and nipples to squeeze and jiggle my basketball-sized breasts without moving anything else.

“W-why are you doing that?” Vinnie asked in surprise and I blinked over at her and her sister, who were staring at my tits now. “Holy shit that is hot.” Oop! I was just adjusting!

“To answer your question, yes. We still have Humanity’s music genres stored within our archives, anyone could listen to it.” Brennie informed me while she was clearly enjoying the show. “If I could, I would march straight back to Earth, give everyone a verbal bitch-slapping to the face and get them to make great music again.” Unf~! Brennie you sassy bitch!

“I wish it was that easy.” I sighed and then licked my lips when Brennie suddenly got nearer and Vinnie got a knowing and lewd smirk.

“I’m sure it’ll work in some way.” Brennie cooed and she put a hand on my lower stomach. I bit my lip when her hand went lower. I opened my tentacle down there and wriggled when her fingers found my clitoris. “Kinda like how you’re so like Wiatr it’s really grabbing me by the nips.” Mm~ you have magic fingers~! “I mean, I barely did much of anything other than invite physical contact and you just let me go for the golden gates.” Brennie purred as her fingers began to schlick into my opening and I gasped.

“I-I have absolutely no idea what you mean~.” I lilted playfully as she fingered my quim and I reached for the zipper of her hardsuit, pulling it down towards her crotch.

“Mm, hey, instead of just having some dirty fun, how about we check out her other forms? See if us being Transformers makes non-humanoid bodies attractive to us.” Vinnie suggested as Brennie put more fingers into me, practically fisting me as she watched me squirm and fail to reach under her hardsuit, which seemed to make the dracowolf woman smirk as she pleasured me.

“Nn~ I don’t like being the only one enjoying myself.” I breathlessly said and removed my tendril from my left breast to try and burrow it down to her crotch, only for Brennie to grab the limb and playfully shake her head. Grr~! I went *Whirr-whoo-chi-che-chit!* and hovered over her as my dark navy space-cuttlefish form currently the size of a small freighter lowered towards the patio. I made sure my entrance was open and reachable. “Get inside me! If you won’t let me return the favor, let’s just have some fun in other ways.”

“Well, if you insist.” Brennie shrugged as they climbed into my quim and I spasmed in a weak orgasm since I was already sensitive. “Hey, it’s like a normal ship in here.” Brennie commented as she and Vinnie explored and I relished in having someone inside me again while I floated out towards the sea like a drunken Metroid.

“It's because I am a ship.” I giggled in a bubbly mood before I looked towards the two islands where Yola and I were baby factories. I flew down and settled in a ‘parked’ position where I was parallel to the baby-belly flattened dirt roof and my leg-tendies were locked at a height that people could enter and leave me conveniently.

“So how are you enjoying yourself when we’re the ones experiencing something interesting and different from prior experiences?” Brennie asked as she touched my pilot console and I moaned needily. “You’re getting off to this?”

“You’re in my womb! It is literally the interior space inside me where I can support life. Normally I don’t feel things so intensely, but you got me all horny back there and now you just walking around is like you’re tap-dancing on my G-spot~!” I squeaked as she turned my chair around and she refrained from panicking when the nerve-sync hood lowered over her head and the same happened to her metal hands and paws.

“Whoa~. You look like an alien spaceship captain.” Vinnie commented in amusement and Brennie stuck out her tongue.

“I can see everything Nora can right now. I know how to fly her, move her. I’m her right now, only I’m not the one getting off.” Brennie took me out of ‘park’ and began flying me~! “Wow, she’s way too happy about being under someone else’s control.”

“Someone I offered to control me, unlike that jerk Admiral Nox who even had his engineers manipulate my serotonin and dopamine levels to keep me docile whenever I got ornery. I still miss him though, because despite my dislike for him, he was otherwise polite and kept his crew in order within me.” I informed him as he leisurely flew me about above RIT. Ah~, so soothing.

“Oh, right, the rats.” Brennie sighed. “I don’t mind some of them, but I still hold some distrust towards them. Along with the Kaminoans and the Hutts-.” A huge explosion from Qwip-Qwip drew our attention and Brennie expertely swung me around and then immediately broke some in-atmosphere speeding laws as she steered me towards the commotion. “Goddammit.”