Nexus Effect

Ch.115

Slayer watched as the new Doom Marine fought his way through the evaluations presented to him in the Ripatorium. The new guy was doing well, but he was frothing at the mouth more than Brennie would. “I’m going to rip out your teeth and feed them to you!”

“Is it wise to use him for the frontlines?” Velvex of the Defenders asked him as the madman promptly ripped the jaw off of an imp and shoved it back down it’s throat.

“Even I’m a little concerned, should he turn on us.” Hellex of the Crusaders voiced his opinion, which coming from the chapter that follows Brennie, was rather unsettling to most.

“Give me your spine! I need it to kill more of you!” The unnamed slayer of demons roared as he thus ripped the spine from a Hell Knight and began using it as a bladed whip.

“We don’t have to worry about him turning on us. His wrath is keyed in on those of Hellish taint.” Pillar stated after his angelic wings and halo shined when he finished checking over the man who fought Geryon and survived, but was now a Violence-driven murder machine for the encounter. Despite this, he’d retained enough sanity to be able to direct his Wrath to only his enemies even if he spat and snarled at everyone.

“You’ll make the shiniest meat bicycle!” Even if he makes references in the heat of battle.

“That said, after he’s gone through the full range of combat mods, he needs to go to the front to continue to vent his rage. Only when he works it out of his system may he stabilize.” Pillar cracked his neck and sighed as he shrugged his shoulders while moving his head. They were all now fluffier in the neck, like an arctic wolf or husky from a cold climate.

“Understood, we’ll continue to watch over him for his own good and ensure he gets the combat he craves so that he doesn’t go even more insane.” Velvex replied and Pillar sighed slowly out of his nose.

“I know you’re staring.” Ever since he came back an hour ago, the 14 foot tall giant of a man had noticed his neck floof was drawing female attention. It was to be expected, since their new extra fluffy necks were packed with pheromones.

“Um…” Velvex mewled and he leaned down for her.

“It’s okay, you can pet my neck.” Besides, Pillar was the kindest of his siblings and he knows from experience that getting pets was quite calming.

“...So soft…” Velvex breathed when she hugged his neck floof and took deep whiffs of his scent. “Mm~ so good~...” Her tail wagged happily and Pillar patted her head as she melted into him.

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“Ha! I got them back!” Bryan cheered as his scars and tattoos returned a few days later after another vigorous breeding with a volunteer.

“Why are you so happy to have these markings on your body?” Selene, the scientist that decided to stick with him, asked while she traced a finger along his scars and tattoos with curiosity. The fair-skinned golden haired and winged scientist with bright blue eyes was quite eager to pleasure him repeatedly and seek her own pleasure with him while also using magic and technology to study him and the advanced magic allowing him to rapidly breed celestials. Selene herself already looked at term with a single baby, in a few days!

“It helps me remember where I come from and how I got these.” He answered her while inspecting himself. “Excellent. Now I know-aroo?” He blinked when Selene dove her hands and nose into his floofy neck again. He was so amused and annoyed at this new feature.

“*sniff*Mm~ you smell so good Lord Berserker~...” Selene hummed into his throat while her fingers ran up and down the sides of his neck where the floof erupted along the edge of his scales that kept the back of his neck slimmer than the front and sides. The fact this had her sitting her bubbly perfect ass on his half-hard cock like it was a saddle was surely coincidence. “So soft and heavy with pheromones.”

“Hm, wanna drive yourself crazy with my pheromones again~?” Berserker purred to Selene as he shifted his hips to grind his knot against her clit and underbelly.

“Certainly, Lord Berserker~.” Selene cooed as she rubbed her baby belly into his abdomen. “I also certainly wouldn’t mind taking more of your children, considering my studies of your ejaculate while I was inseminating females who didn’t wish to copulate directly revealed multiple infusions of your seed will allow a female to superfetate.”

“Meaning you get more pregnant while pregnant. Yeah, two of my wives...well, four of my wives do that. They rapidly accelerate the gestation of the new fetuses to match the oldest in their womb though. Will the same happen here?” Bryan asked the sexy scientist who licked her lips and slid back until the tip of his red rocket was teasing her vulva.

“Only one way to find out~.” Selene cooed before she angled back and began to take him into her with mewls of pleasure and gyrated her pelvis around him as she impaled herself upon his massive ribbed and knotted dick.

“Oh, I’m claiming you as my wife~.” Bryan growled in pleasure as he started moving his hips, his balls churning loudly at the notion.

“Ahn~, as n-nice as that sounds Lord Berserker, we celestials are, ah, not allowed to marry. I can be your mate, however.” Selene gasped and panted as she grinded her hips to shift him around inside of her, since she wasn’t at a good angle with him seated and his huge basketball gonads pressing her ass and keeping her from getting him deeper.

“Either way works for me. I’ll make sure of that.” Bryan huffed as he groped her ass and licked at her large D-cup breasts. She’d started as a C-cup, but he knew from past experience that she was definitely going to get much bigger. “You can’t enjoy the full experience like this, hold on.”

“Ah!” Selene squeaked in pleasure when Bryan stood up, keeping her impaled on his cock as she hung off him at a right-angle and with his nuts no longer on his thighs and keeping her from taking him fully, he used his strength to keep her aloft and pull her down his length. “Ah! Ah~! Ahn~!” Selene came as she took him fully to his knot, then he began to press the softball-sized knob of flesh to her vulva. “S-so big!”

“And it’s going in you!” Bryan grunted and pulled on her thighs, causing her to shriek in rapture when his knot popped into her engorged cunt, which spasmed in another orgasm as she hung limply on him, her wings draped on the floor as she shook. He hadn’t bust his nut though, so he began to gently twist her back and forth, causing her to squeak and cry in pleasure until he grunted and felt his vast reserves start to pump into her. “There we go…”

“Cum. So much cum…” Selene dumbly slurred as she held her inflating belly, which Bryan peppered it in kisses as he filled her up more.

“All to make more babies~.” Bryan purred as he pampered his angel.

It was this scene that Collateral walked in on. “Selene again? Man, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were having an affair with her.” Collateral snorted in amusement while he picked up the other celestial Bryan had impregnated just prior to him getting his tats and scars back.

“Mating her. She’s coming home with me no matter what Jehovah wants.” Bryan huffed as his ass and lower stomach twitched while his prostate and balls continued to fill the insensate angel, who was forced to accept all he had to offer with his knot keeping it all in. Not that she would have it any other way from her whispers and gasps of pleasure while her quim milked him for all he could give her.

“So long as the feeling is mutual and she gets along with the others, that’s fine. You two have fun, I have another appointment in a half-hour. I just came to fetch this little lady when Samur said you’d kept her longer than expected.” Collateral nodded at his brother who groaned as he finished nutting his new mate, the human-like celestial absolutely fucked to the point of near catatonia now looking pregnant with ten babies.

“You get some sleep, Selene. I’ve gotta recover for the next volunteer.” Bryan moved her to the couch of his assigned ‘breeding room’ and willed his body to relax so he could pull out of her. “Damn I’m thirsty. I better eat that jawbreaker Samur said would replenish my semen and sperm too.”

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Duh-nuh~, duh-nuh~, duh-nuh~ na nuh-nuh...dun, dun, dun-dun, dun, dun-. “Nora, please stop playing the Mission Impossible theme on your intercom.” Yola huffed in annoyance and ruined my moment of my tiny sneaky self worming through the laser defense grid of the ventilation duct I was flying/crawling through. Those things weren’t just sensors, the dead pests in here being cut and partially cooked told me those were active defense grid lasers.

Someone is justifiably paranoid. “Do you have to ruin this for me?” I asked them through my intercom while I peered through the vents to see where I’d wound up in my tunnel-trawling. It’d been two hours since we made planetfall. There were roughly five hours left to find Saren and GTFO before the pirate armada arrived and made escape nearly impossible.

“Yes, because you’ve been playing it on loop for the past ten minutes.” Yola growled and I sniffed at her lack of taste in music. First she doesn’t like Mexican food, then I find out she doesn’t like classic movie scores? What next, she secretly isn’t my sister and is a demon pretending to be her and the Icon of Sin is what’s left of my poor beloved Yola?

“To be fair, it was very engaging.” Penny said as she moved my tentacles to bend the blades of the vent for me to squeeze through. It seems she decided we’ve done enough laser hurdling. Aw. “I think here is good. Nobody’s around right now and there’s an active console right there. You’ve been unable to hack this place remotely, so let’s get a hard wire connection.”

Oh, there was also that. Unsettling. Both sis and I weren’t able to just tap the Estevanico remotely like we could the camps. It seems the Dalatrass and her group have found a way to negate the casual ease with which LI and AI access computer systems. We may just have to take as many of her people alive as possible to figure that out, because the governments and militaries would pay out the nose to have their systems secure again.

Hm? Oh, I was off in my own mind again. Penny had flown me to the console and was… “Um, that’s my hectocotylus tendie Penny…” I warily mewled over my intercom and I shivered when she stabbed it into the port. Oh~. Ah. Mm~! Th-this system is so saucy~! Oof...so data dense, so...tight. Fuuuuck~...

“Is she really getting off to plugging into a random computer system?” Grunt asked incredulously as I grunted and panted while my systems were overclocking to handle this sexy mainframe’s processing power.

“You’re not synthetic in any way, you don’t get to judge us for something like this.” Yola huffed indignantly on my behalf as I quivered and listed dopily while remaining attached to the port my mating tendril was rooted in.

“Oh shit.” Penny hissed and shortly unplugged me from the console, which jolted me and I whined at the incredible data-sex being cut short. I didn’t get off~! “We’d better hurry down to the brig, they’ve got Saren there and are about to sacrifice him in the name of Hell.”

“Say wha?” I dumbly asked as Penny flew me along the ceiling of the hallways, following the map she’d downloaded of the Estevanico. “You mean to say the Dalatrass and these pirates have turned to Hell? That’s stupid even for them.” I huffed while lamenting the fading pleasure of incorporating the data I received from the Estevanico, including ship records, files, everything. Good thing I can’t get data-pregnant anymore, not since I became a cybertronian.

“Stupid is as stupid does. This is right up their alley from all their self-sabotaging bullshit.” Grunt growled and soon enough I was floating in the brig, quickly finding the only cell with the barrier active. Oof, Saren wasn’t looking too good. He’d lost his left arm, which was cauterized at the bicep, so he didn’t bleed out or get infected. His metallic flesh was pockmarked with acid burns and he had numerous scars all over, possibly from torture.

“Shit, let’s get him out of there.” Penny flew me to the access panel of his cell and I withheld my excitement as she stabbed my fun-time tentacle into the port there. Hnng~ these STG goons know their coding~! By the time Penny hacked through the system, I’d managed to peak at a weak orgasm from what got started earlier before she pulled me out once the M.E-field over Saren’s cell was off. “Okay, get ready for a tight squeeze Nora.”

“H-huh?” I asked as Penny flew me into the cell and turned me around. “Uh...Penny? I need to be-guh~!”I screamed aloud, my wail of shocked pleasure echoing in the empty brig as Penny pushed Saren’s unconscious face into my tiny pussy. Somehow! “No~! I-I’ll break~!” I wailed and began to grow, Saren entered me easier as I achieved a size similar to a small car, but my cunt was still barely big enough to fit his head into! “H-he’s too big! I can’t-ah!” I squealed as I felt Grunt reach through me, grab Saren and begin pulling him into me. “Gah~!”

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“So how fares our unnamed Slayer?” Luna asked Slayer as she joined him on the balcony of the main dining hall of the Canterspire; what Canterlot Castle had eventually evolved into over the millenia. It was a towering round metal awl aiming to pierce the sky just as Mount Canterhorn does. As the seat of the government power of Equus and the Empire as a whole; it was both ostentatious, yet simple and deceptively sturdy and protected.

Slayer had left Devorak due to Visilia becoming busy again and needing to touch base with some people. Even if the Argentines hated snobbish politics, their connections to the Empire needed someone to check in on the Empress now and then. Visi would get upset if nobody ensured the wife or husband of her extended marriage in similar straits was well. “He’s doing well for the most part.” Slayer answered neutrally after he took a sip of his high-proof bourbon.

“Have you been having any issues with him?” Luna asked him as she set her plate down on the table and began to eat even though it seemed Slayer had already finished his meal and was simply savoring his liquor.

“Just the ‘fits’ he has, you know. Rip and Tear. Demons. Hell. Maykrs.” Slayer shrugged and thought about how he may react to seeing Samur and knowing she was the one to set him on the path of power and vengeance. His bets were hedged on killing her immediately or at least breaking one of her arms.

“Do you think he is going to calm down?” Luna questioned as she leaned back and took a sip of her wine, a local vintage that would sadly never be fermented again after a recent prometheum spill turned the soil of the winery toxic and put them out of business. At least on Equus, they were moving all remaining assets to the nearest garden world.

“Maybe he will, maybe he won’t. I’m not sure. All my knowledge about the OG DOOM Slayer is that he never got better. He just endlessly rampaged through Hell, leaving them devoid of troops and resources for invasions.” Slayer swigged and swished his bourbon and gulped the smooth burning drink down with a pleased hum. Equestrian whiskey brewers knew how to make it.

“Hopefully he does get better. The more I hear about Geryon and victims of his powers to turn people into violent rage monsters, the more I fear for a legion of our own troops going mad and turning on us.” Luna sighed out of her nose before finishing her meal. It was a light thing to help her watch her weight. Sure there were mods and magic to simply do away with unwanted fat, but Luna prefered to live a healthy and active lifestyle unlike her slovenly cake-eating sister.

“You know, Berserker and the Crusaders have created a mod of their own, something to help against biotics. They’re always looking for a way to negate his opponent's greatest strengths, but this is just a prototype, they don’t know if it’ll work at all.” Slayer brought up and Luna quirked her brow at the non-sequitur. “Right, sorry. Reason for the topic change. Ahem. It might help with intense emotion shifts, which actually are part of what allows a biotic to channel.”

“Which would explain the impulses of fear biotics inspire in their opponents beyond the expected standard results from what our tests with the help of Samara, Miranda Lawson and Jacob Taylor turned out. How ironic that something vested entirely in science still uses elements of magic in it.” Luna smiled around her glass as she took a long drink of her purple wine.

“Magic is everywhere. All you have to do is look.” Slayer poetically replied with a gesture of his glass to the moon, which beckoned at Luna’s call with the ease of breathing for her. Other things classified as ‘moons’ also behaved the same for her, which was why planets with a great many moons, like Prometheus, were practically a playground for her.

“Truer words were never spoken.” Luna chuckled moments before she trailed her eyes back at Slayer’s beautiful shimmering iridescent white wings and his matching halo that helped illuminate the small dining table they were sitting at. “It will be so odd to start seeing people with those features about. Even our people had ancient myths of ponies with radiant wings and rings about their horns. It was why people assumed alicorns to be both angels and demons for the longest time.”

“Ironic, considering Equus’s past is flush with demons of all sorts from all walks of life and just as many origins. Chaos, Lust, Hell, even Warp now and then. Oh and the Void. Why do we have so many demons?” Slayer grumbled as he downed his drink.

“Because I’m a stinker and had some deals with other multiverses for a time.” Luci chuckled as a tiny chibi naked red demoness appeared on Slayer’s shoulder. “Sure, I didn’t make all of those demons, but when people do stupid things, Evil tends to result. You also have Good or Neutral demons too, don’t forget Tartarus.”

“Hello again Luci. How are you this fine evening?” Luna asked amicably of the Goddess of Evil, who yawned and leaned against Slayer’s neck as she straddled his shoulder with her legs.

“Mm, Good, which isn’t Evil, but that’s not bad. Evil can’t be Evil all the time, there’s depths to it. Me interrupting and being naked to distract you both is it’s own little Evil.” Luci chirped moments before a thestral dove down and snagged the bottles of their booze off the table. “Go guy! Your girl wants to get drunk tonight!”

“You teasing enabler.” Slayer snorted in amusement and tickled Luci’s stomach, which made her laugh and squeal.

This scene made Luna’s eye’s glint knowingly and she finished her drink before gathering her plate. “Good night then to you both. I shall retire for the evening, since I’m stuck being diurnal on Equestrian Central Time for the next decade at the least.” Luna left them be and yawned as the sleeping aids she’d taken to accelerate her sleep schedule’s turnover began to properly kick in.

“Good evening Luna.” Luna blinked at the familiar voice and she cooed as she turned towards the source to see the beautiful green-furred and autumn-orange maned and tailed alicorn in a simple if elegant business suit. “Are you going to bed?”

“Mm~, yes Oberon, I am. Would you care to join me?” Luna fluttered her eyes at her seductively and her wife and fellow alicorn returned the gaze.

“Sure. Let me just have a quick meal then I’ll gather Tia and join up with you for our monthly menage de trois.” Oberon leaned in and they shared a brief if strong kiss and Luna magicked her dirty dishes away before teleporting to her bedchamber to get ready for a passionate night.