Nexus Effect

Ch.12

“*Bleugh~!*” I dry heaved in the toilet, the horrid stench that clung to the interior of the ship was unavoidable after getting back on the White-Out and I foolishly took off my helmet once privacy was assured. At least Marrow was holding my shoulder-length black hair. I don’t remember my hair having been this long…

Apologies Unit Nexus. We were testing the esoteric features of the chassis.

“Yeah, you probably should’ve kept the helmet on.” Marrow, once more my cute green-blue chitinous boyfriend, commented with a sympathetic tone. “I don’t mean to rush you babe, but the moment we take off we need our gunnery chief on alert.”

“Ugh...on it.” Curse you Star Swirl! Why did you make my chassis able to replicate nausea?! “Alexa! Power up weapons!”

“Booting up the targeting array. Ammo quantities full. Warning: This unit does not possess the capability of reloading the main railgun.” Because you don’t have hands. Yet.

“Thanks Alexa!” I called back and put my helmet back on. That stench clinging to the ship will have to be scrubbed out with disinfectants and air filters later.

“Alexa can recognize what she can’t do?” Marrow questioned me while we rushed from the lavatory to the bridge as Paretia flew us out of dock 234 Delta and straight towards the Relay.

“Alexa is programmed to do many things, but the most important thing she can do is acknowledge where she lacks and warn her user so they don’t anticipate her being able to do it. That’s one of the things I was going to use the drones for, so Alexa would be able to reload the railgun instead of us having to place Wrekrov down on the gunnery deck.” I informed everyone as Paretia masterfully guided us out of the asteroid belt.

“Bogeys! Looks like our client was right. Even with as much anonymity as possible, their competitors aren’t taking any chances with any shipments!” Krarek warned us with an excited grin and a dangerous glint in his four eyes. “Looks like we get to use those body bullets Wrekrov!” Krarek called down to our Krogan friend through the comms and we got a cackling laugh in return.

“Alert: railgun loaded with unknown munition. Tonnage of round is several kilos heavier than expected parameters.” Alexa warned us as she should. Wait a second. Aren’t railgun rounds normally 20 kilos? Hold on. The average human being is about 54 kilos. If those rounds are hollow and meant to be loaded to increase payload, then at best wouldn’t each body essentially triple the payload of each shot?!

“Um, Krarek, are hollow railgun munitions standard?” I questioned our nominal captain worriedly.

“Oh Void no! They’re illegal as all hell in Citadel Space and risk breaking the railgun too! Sure, the empty rounds are lighter, cheaper and easier to load than solid rounds, but the fact they can be loaded to exceed the galactic standard and also pack all sorts of vile things makes them completely against the sensibilities of Citadel Space. The Hegemony doesn’t give a kriff.” Krarek chuckled darkly as Paretia got us out into open space and then once a good range away, spun us around to face the incoming ships.

...They’re idiots. They don’t have anything bigger than a gunboat out there! We’re a frigate!

“What are they thinking?” I commented with a shake of my head, my vision replaced with the targeting suite of all my guns. Um, of all the White-Out’s guns. Careful girl, next thing you know you’ll become a ship-girl like from Arpeggio of Blue Steel or Kantai Collection.

“I wish we had my people’s FTL, we could just go in a direction these guys wouldn’t think of since they wouldn’t have the ability to track us like the Empire could back home.” Marrow sighed wistfully. “Just end them quickly girl.” Marrow gently patted my shoulder and I nodded grimly.

“Sorry about this.” I muttered as I locked on to each of the three light ships in the lead. “Firing.” I used the standard anti-fighter gun turrets, the weapons using a similar up-scaled system as assault rifles were able to shred through the fighters with ease.

Then I targeted the nearest gunboat and fired our railgun. The detonation was a grimly beautiful expression of the power of Newton’s Law here in space. Especially since the round continued on into an asteroid and blew part of it away from the rest of the space rock.

Thankfully the rest sobered up and scurried back into the asteroid belt. “Targets neutralized, enemies are routed.” I declared and returned to myself. “Well then, if that’s done, I’m going to get this place cleaned up.” I left the bridge and envisioned how to slave the VIs in the drones to Alexa so she can clean the ship for us.

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There’s something I hate about this new universe. The music sucks. What passes for Batarian ‘music’ sounds like a cacophony of noise with no rhythm. Or at least the poor schlub who bought this audio file that I lifted from his Omni-tool had the absolute worst taste in music. What I wouldn’t give for some heavy metal right now! I want some Disturbed and Godsmack damn it!

Tonal resonance of this music does not react well with Quarian ears. We cannot hear what Batarians hear.

‘I thought Batarians only had their quad eyes that made them stand out from other mammalian bipedal species.’ I turned off the disappointing audio and hoped that my new Quarian ears wouldn’t object to human music.

Quarian hearing lacks the lower sonar capability that Batarians possess, though we do have the ability to hear a wider range. Batarian ears have a more directional nature. Batarian music manipulates this organ to give a pleasing effect to their music, but it sounds dead to other races.

‘I’m deleting all of their stuff then.’ I fumed, irritated that alien music might all suck.

We suggest Asari, or Krogan if you can’t find Quarian music as they have a similar hearing range. Don’t play Krogan too loud as they have higher sonic vibrations that can harm other races. Asari use lights in accompaniment to their music to simulate their bioluminescent homeworld since the large amount of Element Zero reacts to sound and vibrations.

‘Interesting, but sadly we don’t have other types of music on the ship.’ I sadly replied to my friends and then sighed.

“Sweet Cheeks?” Hm? I looked behind me and then cooed at feeling Marrow’s hands on my shoulders. “Are you okay?”

“Better now that you’re here.” I purred and rubbed his smooth fingers in appreciation. “I tried some Batarian music and it hurt my ears. I miss my tunes.” I mewled and looked over the drone on my ‘operating table’ in my bedroom. It was a Salarian creation, spindly and efficient, lacking armor aside from to cover moving parts.

“I’d suggest Asari music. It’s trippy and goes well with hallucinogens.” Marrow said as his hands rubbed my neck and I groaned in relief. “I really enjoyed it. Especially since Asari are rather liberal with their bodies and inhibitions. They remind me of home.”

“Nothing here reminds me of home.” I bemoaned and grunted, leaning forward as his hands rubbed my shoulder blades. ‘Why does this feel so good when I’m not organic?’

Why does intercourse feel so good when our shared chassis is synthetic?

‘Wait, you felt it when…?!’

Yes. Compared to when We...Interfaced with Unit Nexus so unusually, the sensation is fairly similar.

“You suddenly taste both aroused and worried Nora. Want me to stop?” Marrow questioned as I battled with indecision. I forgot that this body isn’t just me. That my friends aren’t just along for the ride.

“No. Keep going…” I said before biting my lip. ‘Geth...would you like to take over?’

We may number 716 Units, Unit Nexus, but you have far superior processing power.

‘Well, if you didn’t bother to speak, do you think you could manage?’ I groaned as Marrow’s magic fingers loosened my neck and I flopped back in my chair.

Of course. We do have the processing power, but what are you planning, Unit Nexus?

“Hey, love bug?” I opened my eyes to look up into the opaque shiny green eyes of my lover.

“What are you planning?” Marrow purred, clearly sensing my naughty intentions.

“You know how I’m sharing my chassis with 716 Geth programs? Well, they felt everything we did a few days ago.” I informed him with a lascivious smirk. “Mind if they have a round?”

W-We do not feel confident in our ability to-.

‘Relax. Just let my subroutines handle most of the work on our body while you learn part of what it means and feels to be organic.’ “Well?” I asked my boyfriend, who bit his lip, showcasing his sharp fangs that were normally hidden under his smooth pony-like lips.

“If they are comfortable with it. I didn’t exactly ask for their consent when you and I…” Marrow uneasily said, his ears wilted and clearly upset with himself.

“I didn’t ask either, so I’m offering them the opportunity.” ‘See? He isn’t against it. You can try.’ I gently urged my friends, who actually sent a sensation of squirming in nervousness.

We...We are curious…

“Okay then. Babe, my voice might not be my own if they decide to speak. Be gentle. They’re total virgins.” I playfully stated and then tried to figure out how-.

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‘-Oh? So this is how they see things through my optics?’ I was in the Matrix, floating freely and alone, the streams of code that represented my Geth friends was absent. Instead, I saw a window that was showing me Marrow’s shocked face.

“Whoa...who are you?” Marrow gaped at me, well, Geth and I saw my index finger shush his lips. “Oh, you can’t speak?” A shake of my head. “Well, isn’t this rather coy of you? How will I be able to tell if you’re enjoying yourself if you’re not vocalizing it?”

My essence felt Hot at the question and I panted, being driven wild. Holy fuck. I really wish I was in control right now so I could pounce my buggy boyfriend and-. “Mm~...” Yes! Go Geth! Kiss that handsome stud!

“Mrr~ where’d you learn to kiss like that? From Nora?” At my boyfriend’s question, Geth nodded and then got out of our chair before she practically carried Marrow to the bed, where she pounced on him like a starving animal! At least, until she hesitated upon seeing his massive erection. “Oh, right. Total Virgin. Okay, I’m going to give you some proper sex ed. First you…”

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I slowly woke up, snuggling against Marrow with a content sensation suffusing my being. I may not have been the one having sex, but I felt everything nontheless. Geth was adorably shy and even had to be coached through things by Marrow, but they did a good job, attested by Marrow filling my biofuel tank as well as the condom in my womb. Oof, so full, it feels so good. I don’t think this is natural to Quarians though…

“Hey. I feel you’re back in the saddle Nora. How was it for you? Did you get to enjoy it as much as Geth did?” Marrow asked as he ran his hand over my pale lavender belly, so stuffed with his purple alien goo I looked pregnant. Hot damn he wasn’t kidding about holding back the first time.

“Yes, I wouldn’t mind this at all.” I moaned and rubbed my belly along with him. I’ve never been pregnant, but I have to wonder if this hot, tight fullness was similar.

We eagerly await the next time. Perhaps...with extra processing power We could...

‘Why do you feel and sound closer now?’ I thought in pleasure as my belly sloshed. “I feel so full and happy to the point my heart feels like it will burst from my chest.” I smiled at the cheesy, not at all accurate metaphor. I don’t have a heart, more like, what do we have to circulate fluids?

An artificial pump system that accurately mimics the Quarian circulatory system.

‘Oh so we do have a ‘heart’. We’re not a tin man!’ I chuckled before looking at Marrow who was now panicked, rubbing our chest frantically and I groaned as my breasts tingled from his pressing. “What is it? I don’t mind another go but-.”

“Oh. Good. I was afraid Star Swirl planted something heinous in you. It’s fine. I’m just getting odd empathic signatures now that I’m familiar with Geth's emotional frequencies.” Marrow sighed in relief and then tweaked my nipples, making me groan and feel ready to keep going despite the fact I’m so stuffed.

‘Why is Marrow so strange all of a sudden. Is he hiding something?’ I wondered as I spread my legs and rubbed what passed for a clitorous for a Quarian before Marrow suddenly produced an empty bottle from somewhere and pink slime poured from his lips into the bottle while I quickly felt calmer, the insistent heat of my chassis calming down.

“Sorry Nora, I don’t want to push you any further tonight.” Marrow gently said before he kissed my brow.

“Eugh...now I feel all lethargic and content.” I mewled and pulled my boyfriend into another snuggle. “What is bothering you?”

“State secret, but even if it wasn’t, telling you wouldn’t matter.” Marrow gently insisted as he nuzzled my cheek and I smirked at the oddly animalistic gesture of affection. It was nice though. “I don’t know about you Sweet Cheeks, but it’s been a long day for me and I’m ready to sleep after that lovely romp we just had with Geth.”

“Okay.” I chuckled as the Geth hummed. Wait, they hummed?

We enjoyed that. So much. Hm...maybe being Female isn’t too bad?

‘Uh, sorry if I made you question your non-binary preferences…’ I don’t want to cause them to feel conflicted. I’m certain that notion isn’t unanimous among all 716 programs.

“Oh, before I forget. I might as well tell you why today got a bit stressful. Paretia and Krarek bothered to tell Wrekrov and I where we’re going after you left the bridge.” Marrow stroked his hand over my belly and I shivered at the pleasant tingles that sent through me.

“Where?” I asked, the thought of kids coming to mind. I’ve never had them. Didn’t think I’d want them. I was just desperate for companionship with someone who wasn’t a self-absorbed asshole. Even so...what would the kids look like if I’m able to breed with a Changeling? How would my Von-Neumann device work that out?

“Geminia Sigma cluster, the Han System to reach the planet Mavigon.” Marrow sighed as he settled his face into the crook of my neck.

Suddenly I wasn’t feeling so content. Why that Frozen wasteland?! Even ships freeze there!