Nexus Effect

Ch.151

I don’t think Capek is supposed to be teeming with life...isn’t it an inhospitably hot dust ball? Sure, it has ruined structures, but those are ancient and no other evidence of habitation exists. Whatever is going on, the planet is practically coated in a fleshy slurry. It can’t be xenomorphs, they may be adept at spreading everywhere, but they don’t literally spread flesh out like a mat and call it a day. I’m vainly hoping this isn’t the precursor to a Zerg or Tyranid invasion.

Well, I’m not made of biological mat-oh. Right. I’m slime right now, which is one of the purest forms of biomatter in two galaxies. Well...maybe if I split up and have my organic half in the womb of my synthetic half? Besides how sexy that is and turning us on, it was the only feasible option besides leaving our slime half in space, which is rude, lack of need to breathe or not.

Without further preamble, I divided myself and blinked at the odd notion that the beautiful giantess vixen I was looking into the eyes of wasn’t me right now. Penta on the other hand, winked before she leaned in and kissed me, making me moan as her goo slid into my vagina, filling my womb and making me cum quickly even if she wasn’t playing with me. Soon, I was huffing and puffing psychosomatically while holding my fecundity, which rapidly shrunk away thanks to my four Navel Pearls working together.

I was still recovering from the aftershock orgasms when suddenly my controls were seized by Penta flooding my internals and connecting to my systems. “Mm~, you’re so fucking sexy Norola.” Penta purred as she groped my breasts and fingered my sopping wet quim, causing me to internally groan in pleasure before she ceased tormenting me and began to pilot my giantess space station body down to the infested planet, shrinking down in size as we descended.

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“Why did you drop them in the Titan Nebula? There’s nothing there.” Twilight, not Princess amongst friends, asked Dongoruas after the ursine draconequus provided the coordinates to where she spatially relocated Nexus Prime to from the Lylat System. She was so happy to be at a normal size and while she was aboard she hadn't gotten to do anything beyond her digital paperwork, but she was having fun being less a political figure and more a person. The people aboard the EDI, including EDI herself, treat her like she’s just her. She missed this.

“That’s precisely why I put them there, Twily. I couldn’t just drop a planet-sized goddess in the middle of just any system and not expect their own gravity well not to impact things like the tides or weather systems.” Dongoruas explained while Joker plotted the course to pick their commander and friends back up now that they were finally back in the Milky Way, having popped in near where they’d left in the Widow system. C-Sec was rather annoyed.

“Oh, well that makes a lot of sense.” Twilight chuckled before she blushed when Dongoruas leaned in and sniffed her deeply.

“Oh, so you’re the one Hermais bred amongst the alicorns. I understand that they will also be some of the first Cyber Noodles since you were converted by Nexus.” Dongo’s comments made Twilight smile and she rubbed her deceptively flat stomach which was truly inundated with Hermais’s brood of chaos noodles. She only now remembered that her robotic hands and hooves weren’t always how she was. That before she’d been in constant pain, cured by Nexus.

“Yes. I’ve already met one of my future daughters. You should know her as Gidget. I think she’s on board, actually. I want you to take her home so she isn’t leaving Chrysanthemum feeling lonely during her hyper pregnancy full of her own little cyber noodles.” Twilight really hit it off with Chrysanthemum during her time with the crew while they were on shore leave on Rannoch. It was so hard to find an intellectual who shared her zeal for knowledge along with other things.

“I’ll see to it the wayward sire is returned to her mate.” Dongo leaned down and Twilight hummed into the kiss the Spirit of Space gave her before vanishing and leaving Twilight huffing in annoyance. She knows how much that annoys her!

“You okay there, Twi?” Ashley asked the alicorn and the purple mare nodded huffily while she checked her hardsuit for anything out of place. You never know when it comes to the Trinity or any draconequus to be honest. Friend or lover or not, you can’t anticipate when you’ll get pranked.

“I’m fine, Ash. Actually, now that I’m not busy, let’s go chat about whatever it was you needed.” Twilight remembered that Ashley had something she wanted help with, but it seemed to be private since she flushed hotly and hurried away from the bridge, gesturing for the princess to follow her. After they reached the private rooms, thankfully devoid of Visi and the other invading members of the Royal Harem, Ashley went into the room for her and Twilight followed since she had permission to enter. “So what is it, Ashley?”

“I...you know I’m the only human in my marriage besides Jack, right?” Ashley rhetorically asked and Twilight nodded for her to continue. “I’m bored and boring.”

“Huh?” Twilight blinked at the confusing statement. Ashley wasn’t either of those things...

“I’m bored and boring! I’m stereotypical plain jane compared to them all! Even Jack has her tats and strong Asian traits that are rare among humans these days. Meanwhile, I look like the vast majority of human women across the galaxy and I feel out of place. I know you’re not the Goddess of Love, but I figured as the Goddess of Friendship, that you could still give me advice before I do something rash, like take a transformation potion and make it permanent.” Ashley exposited on the alicorn and Twilight was rather surprised and pleased that after all this time, people would still consider consulting her with Friendship problems.

“Well, let’s start with what makes you say that. What causes you to feel inadequate compared to your wives?” Twilight asked and Ashley scoffed as she paced about her room, her pink hardsuit keeping her sexy Empire-Promoted figure from jiggling in all the right places.

“What doesn’t make me feel inadequate compared to them? They’re goddesses even if not literally. I feel overlooked even when they make a point of giving me the attention I desire. Then there’s the fact that I was just drawn into their shenanigans. I outright resisted until they forced me to experience pleasure I’d never get from another human.” Ashley snarled to herself while she paced and Twilight hummed.

“Forced? That’s a rather strong word.” Twilight commented and Ashley blushed.

“Well, it kinda was. I was manhandled into a four-way with Nora, Liara and Benezia. It just kinda went from there. Starting with my minor BDSM fetish getting indulged, then went to outright affection, then love and an obsession of having babies with Nora and Yola. Now? I have plenty of beautiful kids who practically raised themselves and I’m proud to call mine, but I feel left out. Like I’ve been forgotten, even though they kiss and hug and love me.” Ashley wrung her hands together and Twilight was about to say more when Tali poked her head in through the ceiling portal.

“Why is that?” Tali asked before she flipped down to sit next to Twilight. “Is it because you haven’t been getting in on Nora and Yola’s sexcapades lately like I haven’t? Because I feel a bit lonely myself lately on that front. No Jun, it has nothing to do with you.” Tali said as she tapped the side of her head.

“A bit? There’s also the fact that I’ve never felt as good as that time I was an ahuizotl herm with those massive churning spunk bunkers resting on my thighs or pumping someone full.” Ashley was drooling and wiped away at her chin as she groaned. “See? I want that again. I want to be more than human. I know, former human xenophobe speaking here, but now that I’ve had it, I want it again.”

“Well, there was a program Wiatr mentioned she had wanted to make involving Humans. Just to see if she could get it to work.” Twilight muttered before she opened up the file of the SPARTAN Program. “This would make you a Super Soldier, like the Atlas.”

“Does it involve heavy gene editing, modifications, potential anthro transformations?” Ashley asked as she read over the digital pamphlet. “I’m up for those, but I kinda want to know first.”

“You’d remain human, but be more than that. Gene transformation for gender could be added if you wish.” Twilight explained as Ashely read about this program. It promised better vision, both day and night, faster reaction times, stronger bones, denser muscle, her thought processing speed would increase and she’d grow a few feet with an intended cap at 10 feet tall.

“Would it interfere with transformation potions?” Ashley asked as Tali joined her in looking over the pamphlet, which was rather long and in depth as to the potential side-effects. Death wasn’t one of them, but considering how advanced the Empire was, there could potentially be fates worse than death.

“Considering it’s Wiatr we’re talking about, no, it shouldn’t. This is all supposed to be enhancements on your baseline. Anything you do to yourself should carry over afterward.” Twilight answered, wondering if she was doing the right thing offering her a role as a super soldier. Then again, just suggesting she take a transformation potion and be done with it could backfire horribly. At least this way she’d also be bettering herself further. “There are a few things the program will require of you. Be age regressed to before puberty, go to our homeworld to use a time dilation chamber to go through years of grueling training that puts the Ripatorium to shame, then these mods to your base. Whatever you choose to add on is a personal choice.”

“Wait, you have a DBZ Hyperbolic Time Chamber?” Ashley asked with sudden intensity and Twilight smiled nervously.

“Eh, sorta? The Caribou used it to breed armies within days to swarm our defenses. If Equestria was not already using barriers or walls like other countries they would have overwhelmed us in hours of them joining the Lust Demons.” Twilight explained some history even older than her. That time chamber was such a hassle to the rest of the world, at least until it was captured and turned to their own purposes. Then there was her ability to make more of them after dedicated months of intense study on it.

“Then I won’t be gone for more than a week or two if I do this. I’ll do it. I’ll be the first human test subject for this, up until I cease to be human if I decide to go a different route.” Ashley declared and Tali took her hands, pulling her attention to her purple-skinned wife.

“Hey, you don’t have to go alone. Listen, is that project just for humans? I don’t see why you’d keep it strictly for a species that isn’t native to your galaxy.” Tali’s words surprised Ashley and Twilight shook her head.

“Of course it isn’t, but Wiatr has been wanting to obtain a willing human volunteer for it for ages. If it can turn a human into a verified badass, then it would easily allow any of our own races to obtain a similar level too. Using just ourselves as a baseline doesn’t really work when we’re already packed full of natural powers humans don’t possess.” Twilight replied while Ashley and Tali kept reading.

“What is this about armor?” Ashely asked, noticing a small note on armor.

“It’s a special armor project spawned from Rannoch’s Iron Maiden pattern armor. It’s meant to find a superior middle ground between maneuverability and durability. You’d be testing the Iron Mjolnir patterns of armor meant to unify the Iron Maiden and UAC patterns. The UAC patterns are what our troopers use and what the Praetor pattern armors the Doom Marines use are based off of.” Twilight answered and let them continue reading until they were done.

“Alright, sign me up. I would love to be able to compete with my wives on the battlefield and in bed. As time goes on I feel like I’m just a footnote compared to them.” Ashley declared and Tali hummed.

“I want to too, but what about my brain? It’s entirely synthetic and houses my AI son. No Jun, you’re not ready yet. I don’t feel safe just letting you go off until you’ve secured your sense of self.” Tali said and Twilight hummed as she looked into the more secure files of the project.

“You should be fine. If anything, you would be better off because your brain wouldn’t be affected much by the hormone therapies, so you’d skip out on any confusion or other temporary side-effects.” At this, Tali nodded and shared a look with her human wife, who looked grateful for Tali’s willingness to join her in this. “Alright then, good luck.” Twilight’s horn flashed and the two beautiful women vanished in a purple light. “I just hope you don’t get stuck in Wiatr’s pleasures.”

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It was a good thing I put Penta inside me for safety. This is definitely Zerg. I have what looks like Abathur trying to speak with me after a Zerg Rush on my feet resulted in me just stomping the little pests into paste on the fleshy ground. However, he doesn’t speak a language from this galaxy, so my translator software has failed to find meaning. I gestured for him that I cannot understand using gestures my databases said the majority of sapient creatures understood.

After a few moments, the bulbous creature began morphing it’s mouth about until an uncannily disturbing human-like mouth formed. “Primitive maw, speech crude, understand do you?” Okay, that’s Batarian it’s speaking in. My software works with this.

“That’s better. Now, why are you invading? Are you from this galaxy or beyond it?” I demanded, hoping that since the creature could speak Batarian, that speaking it myself would allow it to understand. Thank gosh I’m synthetic or I’d never be able to mimic the trills and nasal inflections Batarian language uses.

“Beyond, fleeing. The Queen ordered evacuation to prevent splintering again in the face of abominations. This world was barren, our flesh new to it’s searing heat, but I possess a library of genomes suited for adapting. Soon we shall harness this intensity as energy and establish a beacon so the rest of our kind can flee to here, from the abominations created by Amon.” Abathur informed me and I sighed heavily, which at my current mountainous size, sounded like a heavy gale ripping through a canyon. I need to be more careful with myself.

“But are you invading? Are you going to seek pre-existing civilizations to consume them or will you be content living in your own society and sharing the galaxy with other sapient life?” I demanded of The Librarian, who hissed and clicked his various mandibles and other mouth parts.

“I do not know. That is the way we are, but that is the way our Queen revealed was merely a tool for Amon, who created us to abuse us! Our Queen may well demand we change simply to spite him! Already we have managed to work together with other sapients, I do not see why she won’t continue this trend.” Abathur intelligently answered and I nodded in acknowledgement.

“I’ll warn the local authorities about your presence, you will have a blockade around you, but I doubt they’ll try to go to war with a planet already coated in your biomass. Then again, stupidity knows no bounds. I’ll simply have to dissuade them. Be sure to include a message of non-aggression with your beacon. Oh, please stop jamming our comm signals.” Penta said through my lips, which was fine by me. That’s pretty much exactly what I would’ve said anyway.

“Ah, so that is what this odd signal is. We shall cease interference then. Thank you for sparing us.” Abathur hissed and I flew away from Capek, which may very well become the Zerg homeworld here in the Milky Way. That said, from where did they flee? It can’t be from Andromeda, this is on the wrong side of the galaxy. Could they be from Triangulum?

That’s over 2.5 million lightyears away from here, but that said it’s roughly 2.7 from Earth and the Milky Way is approximately 200,000 lightyears across at its widest. So...hm. With our current tech, a trip from one end of the Milky Way to the other while following established routes can take anywhere from a few hours to a few days. Then wouldn’t a distant galaxy like Triangulum only be a month to cross the intervening Dark Space?

How close are we to experiencing contact with an entity infinitely larger than us? How close is it until we are encountered by a pan-galactic government demanding our submission to their laws or crushed under their heels? I sincerely hope, vainly, that any such entity will be benevolent in its first-contact dealings. Infinity, it’s closer than you think! (no it isn’t)

“Hey, that’s a refugee world now. A bio-shifting species that puts Xenomorphs, Rachni and Collectors to shame fled from their home galaxy and impacted Capek, claiming it as theirs. Be sure to give it a respectful distance, because they consumed your scouts without understanding the language or other negative first-contact behavior.” Penta said in a call to the research station the moment the interference with the comms frequencies stopped.

“Oh. Just peachy. Well, those scouts were thankfully the sort not to have families, so they don’t have anyone to tell about their deaths besides their superiors. I-move now! Move now!” The comms officer of the station shouted moments before a refurbished Batarian Kes’heel Class Cruiser popped into existence from FTL near the Mass Relay. Which was near me. I yelped when the ship impacted my tits and vanished into my cleavage.

“Ah! Sorry! Hold on!” I stuck a hand in and gently grasped the dorsal ridge of the ship. “Okay, you should be able to hear me now. You’re in my Inventory. I’m going to gently pull you out and set you back into space. Do not gun your thrusters.” I warned them before gently taking the bulbous ship from my rack and letting them go once they were in normal space. “Whew! I’ve never had that happen before! We need better warp detection tech to help prevent accidents, not just space lane clearance.”

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I can’t believe this. I can. Shut up Penta! No~, this is too funny! Argh! I can’t believe I’ve been impounded~! The cruiser’s captain, a batarian by the name of Renk Dapkenrek, declared that I was suspicious and would therefore be detained for questioning, but since I’m technically a space vessel right now and not something that can normally be considered a person, I’m impounded rather than being detained.

I pouted from where I was sitting my sexy ass on a small planetoid they’d been nice enough to let me retrieve so I wasn’t just floating freely and expending more energy than necessary. That said, I had to applaud the man’s audacity and conviction for protocols, the persons involved be damned. I may be a planetary giantess with hams and yams big enough to be moons at the moment, but he was adamant that I properly share my findings in a military police debriefing at the least. Which, curse bureaucracy, would take hours to arrange at the minimum. Ugh.

Y’know~. We could be giving them more of a show than just being naked~. No. I’m not in the mood. Aw, c’mon~. No means no. I’m way too annoyed and irritated, no matter-oh~! Mm~, so much space to slosh around inside of~. To churn and-. S-stop that! Stop! I don’t want to! No means no! Aw, okay, but can I at least get you off low-key and slowly? ...Fine. Low and slow.

I shimmied my hips a bit to get comfortable on the conveniently-shaped chair-like planetoid and settled in to let my wife please me discreetly when the EDI warped in. I’m saved! Or...no~! My gosh, I can’t believe this! Renk is detaining them too because Spectres don’t have autonomy beyond Citadel space~! Argh! He’s too good at his job, damn it!

“You know, it would be way easier to just leave. It’s not like they could stop us.” Penta voiced and I snarled at the brutish option. “Okay, fine, we’ll behave and play along. Damn political games, always such a waste of time. I can see why Berserker doesn’t play by the rules.” Penta muttered as she continued to churn and slosh within my womb to bring me pleasure.

“That isn’t fair and you, mm, know it.” I huffed and rubbed my muscular lower stomach, knowing that the facade hid a womb easily big enough to be a planet in it’s own right. “Now shut up and just have fun while we wait.”