Nexus Effect

Ch.134

“Fuck, fuck,” Urta groaned as she rubbed her inflated beach ball testicals.

“Why did you do that?” Penny asked her sister as she looked over Nora.

“She needed it. I didn’t think she’d cum back that hard though.” Urta groaned and used her tail to cradle her churning and brightly shining nuts.

“That was stupid, what if you’re infected?!” Penny snarled, glad that she’d had the foresight to usher the others out of Nora’s room after she came to investigate the commotion.

“I’d be impressed if they can manage that with Argent Slime.” Urta hissed as her balls churned, sloshing around as the Aparoid nanites swam about in them. “Well, it doesn’t seem like they can infect me. I’m still going to get rid of them though.” Urta huffed as her body began shining brightly and became so hot that the room rapidly became a dry sauna.

“What are you doing?!” Penny screeched while shielding Nora’s unresponsive body with her own Argent Slime body, which she belatedly considered might be counterproductive.

“I’m trying to incinerate them by superheating my Argent.” Urta snarled as her balls became blindingly bright.

“What about the Great Fox?! She’s not exactly designed to withstand that much heat!” Penny screamed at her sister and tried not to look directly at the glowing icon of virility.

“Shove me in your inventory then! They are burning up!” Urta hissed and Penny unzipped her suit before opening her cleavage so her sister could dive into her inventory. The very contact of her own Argent Slime with Urta’s currently hyperactive body of the same composition robbed Penny of her ability to think straight for a bit. She may have even creamed her suit, but at least she could reabsorb it.

“Is everything okay?” Fox asked worriedly when he poked his head in the door with others also worriedly poking their heads in.

“Everything’s under control. Nora’s seed was infected by the Aparoids. Damn buggers nearly turned her into a broodmother or something.” Penny snarled as she took a seat on the bed next to her wife’s head. “She was bitten back around Fortuna and she assumed she’d assimilated their nanites. I guess repeated exposure is more powerful.”

“She didn’t get hit by any of them back on Fichina though...that’s disturbing. We’d better get everyone checked over, make sure nobody is carrying a bug.” Fox and the others withdrew their heads from the door and it closed before Penny sighed and plopped onto the bed next to Nora.

“Damn it...from what the others say, seeing Nora literally fuck herself was beyond sexy. Now she may never want to do it…” Penny bemoaned at missing the sight, even if Yola was willing to try it out later.

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“We’re not allowed to leave?” Juneau asked her father worriedly and the middle-aged husky huffed in frustration.

“No. None of us are. The military is treating the situation like this is an invasion instead of a brush fire. We’re all to stay inside and be ready to defend ourselves. You told me enough to know some freak bioweapon got loose in the Hinterlands, so I bet it’s either one of Andross’s or the government is getting their hands dirty. Not my business to know. Either way, just stay in your room outside of needing food or to speak to us.” Kenai told his daughter and Hunter before tramping to the next room to deliver the bad news to customers of his lodge.

“Well...shit.” Hunter sighed as he and Juneau returned to their room. “Maybe we should have left earlier.”

“Well, it’s too late now. If we disappear my parents will absolutely report us and being wanted for questioning isn’t a good thing, even if you’re not guilty.” Juneau whimpered apologetically and nuzzled Hunter’s chest. “Guess we get more vacation time, just all cooped up here instead of on a beach or my own house.”

“Then it’s not a vacation, it’s a quarantine.” Hunter corrected her and she snorted.

“What? Never been forced to self-isolate for a massive pandemic? Katina has had several, since the flora here lets off spores most people were deathly allergic to until vaccines could be developed to prevent people’s lungs and sinuses from swelling so much they suffocated. I’ve had less in situations like this before. This time I have someone special to spend it with.” Juneau said as she pressed against him, hugging him and breathing in his pheromones from his thicc fluffy neck.

“I think my brothers and I were lucky enough to not have experienced it. That doesn’t mean it didn’t happen at some point after we were gone.” Hunter hugged her back and breathed in her own scent from the back of her neck after he hooked around her head to bury her nose in his neck floof. Scenting was an incredibly calming and intimate thing he didn’t do much before he met Juneau. Sure, musk play and marking and whatnot during sex, sure, but never casually snuggling, sniffing and relaxing.

“Mm...shmel gud…” Juneau drowsily murmured into his throat and Hunter dragged the both of them to their temporary bed for a sudden nap. Might as well get some rest out of this.

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“Hah, ah, hng. I-is this, oof, the best time?” Ghost meekly asked as he sprinted on the treadmill while Jack was monitoring his progress.

“I almost got your mom killed by being a horny dumb bitch, Ghost. I need an outlet and training other people has turned out to be a really good outlet for me. Now then, try swapping between alts while sprinting and try to stay on the treadmill.” Jack ordered the teenage transformer.

“What?!” Ghost huffed before trying to do so, going from bipedal to all fours, sprinting even faster and only tripping up slightly. “Whew! That, hah, was invigorating!”

“Don’t stop there. Who knows how useful it might end up being, but if you can keep changing forms while constantly on the move, you could seriously throw off your enemies.” Jack pressured and Ghost nodded before jumping and changing back to bipedal, hitting the moving treadmill and yelping as his poor paw placement sent him flying back onto the floor. “Get up! You won’t get better if you don’t figure it out!”

“Yes ma’am!” Ghost gasped out as he jumped to his paws and hurried back onto the still-going treadmill. He found Jack super hot right now and seeing her satisfied smirk at him obeying her excited him like he couldn’t believe. If it wasn’t being used for stability, he knew his tail would be wagging like crazy. “Okay, hah, gonna go again.”

“First go feral, then go back, then if you don’t crash just keep going until you do.” Jack ordered and Ghost obeyed, going feral, landing, running, then jump, land, succeed at running, do it again. He kept going, feeling his body scream and protest to the stresses he was putting it under, but he knew that the more he did this, the more his body would adjust and make such activity easier.

However, for now, this next epic faceplant followed by skidding across the exercise room floor and into another exercise machine was evidence enough he would need to take a break on that for now. “Ow...I think I’m missing fur…”

“You did good. You managed to do that continuously for several minutes. Keep that up and anyone you’re up against will have a bad time trying to even hit you.” Jack praised him as she helped him up and almost overbalanced, but instead of bringing him down on top of her, he caught her and she snorted. “Heh, you guys are all so heavy. I should get some of that military level modding done so I have the weight and muscle to heft you up.”

“I don’t know, Jack. You can trounce us all with your mind. I think you get a pass on physical enhancements.” Ghost snarked at her and she punched him in the gut, which didn’t do much of anything and he chuckled at how she was shaking her hand. “Sorry. I’m still metal even if I near-perfectly mimic flesh.”

“Well, is that a gun between your legs or are you happy?” Jack chuckled as she looked at his groin, then pouted at not seeing even a bulge. Damn fancy magic and making male bulges nonexistent.

“You and I both know that’s not how pants work for people with magic.” Ghost huffed in amusement and looked around before cupping his groin and thrusting at her, making her eyes widen. “But you’re right. I’m totally hard right now. I haven’t had a serious adrenaline rush like that in ages. It beats my video games by miles, but even then I don’t think I’ll turn into an exercise junky.”

“Really? Yikes, you’re lucky you weren’t tripping over your dick.” Jack joked and wondered what the rest of down there looked like. She got a very intimate look at the external bits...

“Thankfully that part of me doesn’t seem to ‘engage’ right away between forms. Besides, in my feral form, there’s a physical inability to get an erection during rapid motion for that very reason.” Ghost informed her and Jack felt relief at the idea that the big guy wasn’t going to be hurting himself due to her training.

“Good, now then, let’s...uh...Ghost…?” Jack warily asked as the taller white wolf approached her and she gasped when she was backed into a wall and found herself pressed between his rock-hard body and the solid metal wall. “H-hey now…”

“Hey, Jack. Nobody’s around...you got me all riled up. Would you be a good teacher and help me deal with my distractions?” Ghost growled hungrily and Jack felt her heart pound beneath her breasts, trying to burst out of her sternum at the usually shy guy being so forward.

“Uh...I...uh...n-not now? Rain check? I get you’re horny and all, but I’m not...exactly...” Jack couldn’t resist when he leaned down and kissed her. She whimpered and pressed into his touch as his hands ran down her back to grope her ass. “Mm...oh fuck, Ghost. Take me somewhere. Grr, now you’ve got me going!”

“That was the plan.” Ghost growled and picked her up, running for the nearest access to the EDI’s underbelly for some quick, hot, nasty fun. It would be his first time, but hot damn did he need an outlet!

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“So, Selene and I were infected, but the Aparoid nanites couldn’t convert me because it was hot?” Berserker asked the Scinox, Zenia. As soon as they returned, he wanted to be scanned for any potential infection. Selene and himself were clean since they were celestials and thus had protection aura bullshit.

“Correct. It would seem anything with Argent inside could slow the infection down to the point the parasites eventually burn away. It seems it can’t survive in extremely high temperatures, it must've been like trying to swim in lava.” Zenia explained as she looked through the notes. “While we can somehow build up an immunity, we shouldn’t risk it. From what you’ve told us, the Aparoids are still a threat if they can turn the surrounding environment into bioweapons. I hope Lord Hunter and his new mate are alright.”

Berserker hummed in thought when she brought his brother up. He didn’t hear from the silent warrior, yet. “I may need to prepare for the worst, if and when he calls. I get the feeling things have become a little more complicated.”

“Are you sure that is wise?” The Scinox questioned her king.

“Just in case things go sideways and the Cornerian military can’t handle it anymore.” Berserker replied as he used his omni-tool.

“Understandable. What will you be using?” Zenia inquired.

“A small mixed fleet with my dreadnought, the Vengeful Retributor, as the flagship. Any bigger than both the Cornerians and Venomians would see us as invaders as well. I’ll also be taking Runner along with me.” Berserker stated as he sent notices of deployment to the relevant people.

“Oh?” The Scinox raised a brow.

“The Aparoids are insects, they have a queen. That means they have a hivemind. Runner will help in disrupting it. Since it’s their greatest strength, it’s also their weakness. They become mindless animals once they lose that.” Berserker explained as he arranged to pick Runner up from where she decided to return, back at Nora’s mansion in fact.

“Ah, yes. Scramble their frequency and they’ll be cut off from their queen.” Zenia gave a dark chuckle.

“Indeed. Did you manage to retain some of the nanites?” Berserker asked her while checking to see if his notices went to the right people. You send a request to the wrong department of the Bureau of Bureaucracy once and you regret the earful forever.

“Yes, at one of our black sites we’ve begun studying them to see if there’s a way to stop their spreading.” Zenia stated, it wasn’t a good idea to conduct such a procedure within the confines of a spaceship, let alone a space-fortress. An isolated asteroid however, was an acceptable risk.

“Do you believe that there’s a cure?” Berserker questioned with a hopeful tone.

“If they haven’t found one before we have, let’s hope we find one for them.” Zenia replied.

“Hm?” Berserker raised an eyebrow as he was messaged by Hunter. “Strange.” Opening it up, the details within states the following: “Should we reconsider?”

“What’s wrong?” Selene came up beside him.

“I’m afraid we may not be able to make any headway with the Cornerian government.” Berserker sighed in annoyance.

“Is he infected by the Aparoids?” Selene questioned, fearing that with Hunter’s psychic abilities, he would be more exceptional to their manipulative control.

“No. From the sound of things, I don’t think the Aparoids can even touch him. Mentally speaking.” Berserker reassured his mate. “Still, I wonder if the Venomians are a better option? I’ll leave that up to Oikonny’s decision.”

“And if neither are?”

“It’s in the hands of Nora’s and the others.”

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“You know, at this rate I might as well rename you Solus Prime after all, instead of planning on giving that title to your sister.” Dad warmly jested and I rolled my optics before I even bothered to open them to the sight of my...oddly cramped soulscape.

“Whoa...uh...I’ve gotten big.” I muttered as I sat up from the bed of thorny rose bushes to realize I was now big enough that the giant tree almost seemed normal to me, by scale.

“You’ve always been big, even when you were human. It is only now as your perception grows and accepts what and who you are that your inner self reflects that.” Papa Primus sagely informed me and I huffed as I poked one of my huge boobs. “As I said, how you see yourself.”

“So I see myself as a big busty baby-baking bimbo?” I rhetorically questioned, because aside from the bimbo part, alliteration is fun, I do see myself that way. I love being big, beautiful and beloved by my beaus. I guess all that’s keeping me from being an acolyte of Wiatr is that unlike her, I actually see my limits and try not to go overboard. Urta’s raunchy tales of their past sexcapades were baffling.

“Which is why I’m surprised you’re still a better fit to inherit Nexus’ mantle rather than Solus’ and your sister suits Solus over Nexus. It’s almost like you two are fated to share your potential.” Primus’ comment made me smile. Of course we do. She’s my sister, my twin, my other half. I love her so much I married her. “Still, that was close. I know defeating and assimilating this universe’s apex of mechanical assimilation will allow you to properly channel the power of the Enigma of Combination, but perhaps this is a task best left to the locals.”

“Excuse me?! No! I have the power to help, I’m not going to just crawl back home!” I hissed at my dad, appalled that he would even suggest it.

“Then that is your decision. I will continue to watch over you, my daughter, but I may be too late next time.” Primus reached down and patted my scalp, my sensitive faux-quarian nerves there made me coo and nuzzle his hand as my elfin ears twitched as high as they could go. I next opened my optics to the disappointing lack of headpats and being on my bed.

I shrugged my shoulders and wriggled to get comfortable before closing my eyes again to get some proper rest, uninterrupted by-. “Headpats!” A child’s voice cheered and I started receiving headpats. Mm...soothing, tingly headpats...zzz…

“Woops...oh well!” A little voice yelped.

“Ugh, who is this?” I asked after I was jolted out of my nap and I picked up a robot fox puppy.

“Wheee!” The little girl giggled and pretended she was flying while I held her up.

“Yola, who is this?” I called out as I emerged from my room, carrying the kit out and looking around the common area to find both Yola and Tali working on what looked like a drone that seemed to be a simple toy compared to what our group usually gets up to.

“Oh, were did she come from?” Tali asked as she got up and looked at the little girl.

“What’s your name, little one?” Yola asked with a cooing babyface that she’d mastered from having to deal with Paretia’s adorable Trine of Ultia, Nitina and Alponia.

“I’m Quintus Prime!” She giggled and wiggled in my arms before transforming into a beast form, becoming an even more precious fennec fox. “Dad put me in Mama Nexus’s belly! She’s really good at making life!” I blinked and gaped like a fish. “Yeah! You’re so good at it, you didn’t even need to be awake for your system to properly eject me from your molecular furnace.”

“Uh, wait...um, so is she a prime? So we have two now?” Yola asked as I wobbled in shock.

“Three! You’re a prime too!” Quintus cheered and jumped to Yola. “Your title is Solus! Hi Yola!”

“Um...I haven’t received any prophetic dreams from Primus though…” Yola looked at me and I sheepishly wrung my fingers together with my elfin ears wagging up and down at my nervous wordless admission. “Oh...okay then. I’m glad you’re not leaving me behind.” Never sis. Never.