Nexus Effect

Ch.146

“You didn’t have to go that far.” Visi pouted with a jealous look at mine and Yola’s false pregnancies. Shortly after Penny stuffed me full of her body, Urta did the same thing with Yola to similarly ensure that she wouldn’t be stuck in Visilia when we were going to go through the warp gate. Said gate was being programmed with the coordinates of the Aparoid Homeworld as we spoke, but the experimental device needed time to warm up as well as several other time-consuming factors that made it take days to prepare a sustained portal.

“If you weren’t hogging them to yourself, Visi, they wouldn’t have resorted to this.” Vinnie commented from between Yola and I, rubbing our expansive lavender swells that stuck out proudly from between our color-coded maroon and navy crop tops and black yoga shorts that made our other assets still quite pronounced in the face of our fecundities.

“Eeep! Penny don’t mess-oooh, what did you press~?” I moaned in pleasure when I felt her somehow moving deeper into my womb. I know I’m not organic, but what is my womb like then? I never bothered to ask Chrys for diagrams of my plumbing. At least I wasn’t being prompted by my microfactories if I wanted to begin construction on more ‘units’, so my body wasn’t trying to convert my wife into babies.

“Guh! Unf! I’m guessing Urta just did the same thing~...” Yola grunted and panted, sharing my own flushed expression as we both rubbed our bellies that were all hot and tingly just from our Argent Slime lovers in our wombs. This didn’t even mention the churning, the sloshing, the pushing and pulling. It was beyond pleasurable. No wonder Visi wanted them inside of her.

Thankfully we were in the common room of our private rooms or I’m worried we’d be making quite the spectacle. Two hot and heavy preggos panting and horny as we wriggle our hips.

[New Pilot Found] My body suddenly told me before I lost control like when I’m piloted in my other forms. “Whoa! Hey, sis, did you find the pilot connection too?” Penny asked from my lips and Yola shuddered before smiling deviously and nodding back. Oh no~! Our bodies have been hijacked by our sexy slime lovers~! I’m totally okay with this!

“Oh boy. You four don’t get carried away, remember that you’re supposed to be prepared to deploy at a moment’s notice.” Hunter chided us and I felt Penny share the smirk on my face with the one Urta was making with Yola’s face. Meanwhile, Visi’s pout had intensified, Berserker rolling his eyes at the situation indifferently, Vinnie looked aroused and jealous, Hunter was exasperated and the husky, Juneau, couldn’t stop running her eyes over us.

“Aw you're no fun.” Penny told him. “What is a Mini-Con anyway?” I mentally whined in dismay at the question, hoping that I didn’t have a subsystem devoted to a creation of Unicron’s. Please tell me they’re your work dad! ...Dad? Uh-oh. Hopefully that’s just because I’ve been hijacked.

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“So, everything is ready?” Fox asked for clarification after Beltino had finished his long absent-minded scientific rambling. Slippys dad was eccentric, but he was a cool guy that was the lead scientist of the Cornerian government for a reason. The technological marvel that is the warp gate was his invention and with it the Lylat System would no longer be the sole home of the people from it and hopefully be home to people beyond it.

“Hm? Yes, I said as much. Although the designs provided as part of a political exchange with your friends has revealed technology that might make my warp gate tech relegated to extreme long-distance travel, since the provided systems could make journeys to the nearest star systems a matter of weeks or days depending on the variant used-.” Fox stopped listening at this point, since Beltino began on another long ramble that had nothing to do with the mission.

“Uh, dad. As great as that all is, you can focus on that after the threat to us has been dealt with.” Slippy reasoned with his easily-distracted father.

“Oh, I guess I can. Anyway, I’ve only had enough time to create a single dose of the Apoptosis Antibodies, hopefully large enough to exterminate the Aparoid Queen and her whole enthralled kingdom with her. The data provided by your friends helped me get the task done days ahead of schedule, I must say.” Beltino informed them with a nod at the large pill-capsule shaped metal device. “It’s designed to be fitted into a Smart Bomb launcher, so be careful when you load it.”

“Got it. Is there anything else we need to know?” Fox questioned with emphasis on the word need and Beltino rubbed his chin in the tell-tale tick of worry those who knew him understood.

“Yes. Your friend, Nora Feell. The displays of incredible power and advanced technology that she has made have a lot of the Cornerian fleet spooked. They have, er, requested that she and her sister not deploy at the outset of the battle, for fear of them being turned by the Aparoids.” Beltino informed Fox and Slippy, since they were the only ones permitted to meet with him personally due to the unstable political climate.

“Huh?! But pop! She and her sister, along with their Autobot troops have all been treated with their own variant of the antibodies! We included that in the report with-!”

“Forget it, Slippy. The soft-pawed commanders of the fleet have made their decision. This is why I didn’t go back to the military despite all their overtures. There’s no spine in the command structure beneath Pepper, I swear. You’ve called the President about this, haven’t you?” Fox asked the lead scientist of Corneria’s government projects and the frog wilted.

“Yes, but he said that caution should be exercised regardless and that even though the help of your friends is appreciated, relying on them so much without first putting forward our own effort isn’t a good way to begin a political relationship. Even if the fleet sent with you is entirely destroyed, at least they’ll have done their duty. I disagree, as do many others, but Corneria prides itself on its military tradition. To sully it by putting potential allies on the field before us when it’s our defense on the line is apparently out of the question.” Beltino mewled sadly, knowing that many of the good guys and gals being sent weren't coming back.

“Oh, you called on Murphy~!” A little cosmic cloud chuckled as it settled on Fox’s head to reveal Morpheus, the same draconequus from Sauria. “Your fleet will now suffer massive losses.”

“It was essentially guaranteed anyhow with our projections based on the limited data we could gather from the Core Memory as well as from the deprogrammed Aparoid Ship. Just be glad that we managed to convince President Pepper not to join in on the counter-strike.” Beltino said and Fox breathed a sigh of relief. Pepper wasn’t much for driving a desk if he could help it. In the Lylat Wars, he flew his one-man flagship/gunship, the Bloodhound, right into the fray in Corneria’s defense. It has since been upgraded, but better the old dog stay safe at home.

“Got it. Alright Slip, let’s go give our friends the news.” Fox sighed with a rub of his snout.

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“Okay.” I casually replied to being benched as I rubbed my slime-stuffed side with one hand and read what Penny’s Earth considered good manga on my omni. I can’t believe this re-rehash of Naruto is what’s considered mainstream. Why can’t they just let poor Naruto die? He deserves to go to heaven and meet his parents for real, damn it!

“Hey, I found Hentai.” Yola chuckled and Fox looked between us before he nodded.

“Alright, so long as you understand and respect their wishes. The moment things start going really bad though, feel free to burst into action and rescue as many of those fools as you can.” Fox then left us to keep chilling on the couch up in the ‘loft’.

“I’m guessing they also want the rest of us to stay out as well?” We heard Visilia ask as she, the Doom Marines, Garrus and Paretia entered from the elevator.

“No, just Nora and Yola since they’re such heavyweights. They’ve got the Cornerian Fleet Command all in a tizzy and unwilling to risk them getting infected by the Aparoids. Your continued assistance is much needed, however much the Commanding Officers feel otherwise. That said, the warp gate is going to be activated at 0800 hours, we have the rest of today and tonight to rest. I’m going to be spending it with Krystal. Excuse me.” Fox got in the elevator and left us dimension-hoppers alone in the loft.

Visilia took in a deep breath to calm herself down, because this decision clearly ticked her off. “Okay, I’m a little pissed off. I understand their reasons, but that doesn't excuse their blatant stupidity and pride. Urta, Penny, do you think we should help minimize casualties during the battle or wait here with you until things start heading south for them?” That’s a bit cold-hearted.

“I believe you should help them out as much as possible. Though how do you do that?” Penny asked through my lips while she sloshed and swirled in my womb in a way that would’ve stolen my breath with pleasure if she wasn’t hijacking my body at the moment. Can she feel this? If she can, how is she able to bear it without reacting?

“As powerful and skilled everyone here is; you can’t fight off every mechanical bug the enemy throws at us. The more we push forward, the more lives will be lost before they can be saved. Honestly, I would’ve brokered a deal with the president to let us bring in that small fleet Berserker had organized, in case things got too much for even us to handle. However, with the decision made by the Cornerian government, that’s impossible.” Visi answered with a huff of annoyance as she paced back and forth a bit.

“You have a point.” Urta sighed through Yola’s lips and leaned into my side to rest her head on my shoulder, which Penny reciprocated by pressing the side of my head to the top of-ee~! E-ear! Ear! Unf~! Y-you know my ears are sensitive, Penny~! How are you not reacting~?!

“That’s why I asked if we should save them from their dumbassery or let them suffer for their mistake.” Visilia really is a demon if these were the decisions she’s willing to make on the spot.

“Save them. I know you don’t want to, but it’s the right thing to do.” Urta replied firmly with a shared gaze between her and Berserker. I think they’re both deities of War, so Berserker must be getting the same compulsions, or at least similar, to what Urta is feeling.

“How about we go down to my room and chill out in there, huh? Unwind and let off some steam?” Penny suggested in order to break the tension and get everyone to think about something else.

“I’ll join you soon, there’s something I need to check on first.” Berserker told us before leaving, not really specifying where he was going.

“Hm, okay.” Urta answered and I inwardly moaned in relief of the pressure on the erogenous zone that was my left ear being released when Penny hefted my tight yet thicc ass off the couch and led the group down to her quarters. “What is it you want to do?”

“As I said, unwind and let off some steam. Anyone have any ideas to do so?” My Penny questioned and we brainstormed. “And nothing that involves sex...not yet.”

“Aw, why not~?” I whined and slapped my belly, pouting down past my tits at where she was content to laze about while piloting my body around.

“Can’t we just do something different instead of just jumping into a mass orgy most of the time?” Penny asked seriously before Berserker returned.

“I’m in agreement. Maybe some karaoke?” He suggested to the group.

“Thank you, Berserker. At least he gets it, but not karaoke. You do not want to hear either Nora or Yola sing.” Penny told-hey! When I sing in the shower I’m not trying to be good at it!

“Hm, I think he meant both he and I do one?” Vinnie asked as she went up to the console of the wall-spanning entertainment center that each ‘private’ room had installed into the wall. I feel like EDI went all-out in utilizing our family’s good will with the Rannochan government to pad out her creature comforts. “Let’s see here...I’m feeling rather nostalgic right now, somewhere back in the 2000s. No offence, but this era’s music sounds like shit.” She’s not sorry at all.

“We knew it was going to be shit.” Stop it Bryan.

“Hey!” The turians of our group barked in offense at her words. I don’t get why they’re defensive about it. I’ve blatantly told everyone I know that what Batarians and Turians consider music is painful garbage noise aside from a few special ‘out there’ groups. On the other hand, Hannar/Drell and Krogan music are good, the former having a more orchestral lilt to it and the latter heavy drums and roaring strings like when Heavy Metal was in its heyday.

“I wouldn’t mind music from that era, but do we even have it? If I could’ve been listening to Disturbed this whole time and haven’t, I’m going to be upset.” I warned them with a pout. “Hold on, to that effect. If we have music from that far back, do we have movies?”

“Well...yes. Thank gosh there’s a search function, what do-.”

“Treasure Planet!” I declared eagerly, thankful that Penny wasn’t completely overriding me.

“No.” Hunter answered flatly with his extra-fluffy wings, tail and ears all twitching in judgement.

“Brothers of Metal: Yggdrasil.” Bryan pointed out and she smiled at that. I don’t even know what they’re going on about? Are they still wanting to do karaoke? Whatever! Vinnie just insulted my favorite Disney movie!

“There has never been a better interpretation of Treasure Island before or since, I’ll fight you on it! Come at me bro! My belly is heavy enough to-!” I suddenly lost my voice and pouted down at my belly before Penny took control back from me.

“She’s currently experiencing a large influx of pregnancy hormones, pardon her. Geez sis, no wonder Visi was so possessive over keeping us in her. We’re literally the Goddesses of Fertility and...shit…” Penny rubbed my womb sadly and I felt a similar feeling at the realization. “Guess us fusing did more than just let us share everything...it let us share everything…”

“Sorry sis, but for what it’s worth, I’m sure Wiatr will be both really upset and grateful that she’s finally free of the constant compulsion to breed after several thousand years. Now then, I vote for Treasure Planet too. I’m curious if it’s nearly as good as our localized version.” Urta said through Yola and gently guided me to sit down next to her on the long sofa opposite the entertainment wall.

“Dude, c’mon. There’s nothing wrong with Treasure Planet. It’s probably one the most underrated Disney movies out there. Besides, you love the character development, Bryan.” Vinnie said and Berserker sighed with a nod. “But still, Treasure Planet and then karaoke?” She asked him as he nodded and looked towards the turians.

“You still got those ear pieces to help you with human music?” Bryan reminded the two and they placed them on. “Good.”

“If you don’t want to watch, feel free to go do something else. I’ve got popcorn!” I cheered, reaching into my cleavage and producing an unpopped bag of popcorn, which was still a thing in this futuristic universe. This brand was for camping, so the bag was a heat conductor to cook it over a fire if need be. I flared the plasma weapons in my hands and in a flash it bloated out until the opening bulged and a few kernels flew out.

“Oh! Gimme!” Yola chirped and helped me fully open it, grabbing some and greedily munching away with me to satisfy the gnawing hunger our babies-er, uh, our wives, um. I’m confused now. Urta isn’t one of our wives...is she? She fused to Penny to the point they shared everything...are they sharing us? I wouldn’t mind. Urta has gotten much closer to us than the others.

“While the two preggos have their nasty levo popped kernels, I’ll be getting us some dextro niblets from the cafeteria, please wait until I get back?” Garrus requested as he and Paretia left to go get food that tasted better to their palettes. I too prefer dextro after decades of being forced to consume the stuff, but it’s so nice to finally eat solid dextro and not paste.

[This will be nice.] A skeleton of a human said as she sat down with us and nobody even bothered to react, so I shrugged.

“Popcorn?” I asked the clearly feminine skeleton, what with how wide her pelvis was along with her voice. Not even bothering to point out the ‘birth bone’ of the pelvis.

[Thank you for all your work here.] The bone lady said as she leaned back into the couch.

“Hey Lady Death.” Vinnie casually waved at the bone-lady, so I’m not the only one seeing her.

[Hello Vinnie, you’re doing especially good work here. I never imagined having a second entity of Death visiting would actually prevent more, well, deaths.] Lady Death said to the golden angelic cybertronian bunny-wolf, who puffed up her already incredible bust with pride. [Thanks to you, I have so much less work to do than I was expecting.]

“Sis, did you just hook us up to all of the Cornerian fleets’ comms?” Bryan asked in confusion before his sister nodded her head. “Why?”

“Let’s face it, this is going to be their final moments. Why not give them something to carry on through? Sure, they may not understand it, but they would probably feel more at ease and make peace.” Vinnie gave her reason for doing so and it was understandable. “If the Admirals got a problem with that, then they can suck a big, fat dick for all I care!”

“Funny how that dick might be yours.” Hunter joked, only for Vinnie to zap him with an arc of electricity from one of her ears. Oo! That was cool! Like she’s a pokemon! Wait, hold on, is she like a pokemon? I don’t know Vinnie’s abilities well even after we fused, I only know the past few centuries of her life. For all I know she’s secretly a Giratina. That would be so cool! Rawr! She’s the secret-super-sexy dragon goddess of death! Or she’s just her, because she’s perfect the way she is. Sigh, I wish she could think of me as more than a fuckbuddy, but oh well.

“Alright, let's just enjoy the movie.” Urta said with a roll of her eyes before looking at Lady Death. “And if you want something you can come to me.”

[Hm, alright I’ll see you within the day.] Lady Death said before vanishing in a puff of mist.

“Alright now that the horny one is out, what movie are we watching?” Yola asked and I threw popcorn at her. “Hey!”

“Treasure Planet! I have spoken!” I declared imperiously before passing the popcorn to Yola and then retrieving more from my cleavage.

“I have a weird feeling this is foreshadowing. I’ll have to talk to Eris about this.” Urta said before grabbing popcorn and shoved it down Yola’s cleavage. Huh? When did Yola have someone in her storage? Then Penny did the same with me. Huh? Oh! Neat! Somehow they’re linking to our Inventory from within us! Though...why not just eat through us? So confused.

“You’ve invoked a cosmic form of Murphy. Treasure Planet it is, let’s just enjoy the movie.” Paretia snorted after she and Garrus entered and sat on the couch while Vinnie bent over and wiggled her sexy ass as she set up the entertainment center. Meanwhile, Hunter and Berserker sat down on the other side with Juneau and Visilia sitting in their respective laps.