Nexus Effect

Ch.154

“It is so nice to be back down to size. Being a fucking planet-sized giantess is hot as hell, but it’s lonely without anyone.” I mewled after returning to the EDI and walking alongside Penta, who had been the one to welcome me when I reentered from the hangar.

“I know what you mean. Being a moon full of babies is so damn hot, but when you’re a planetoid stuck in space, things get boring quick without stimulation. At least you had quick-set milkers giving you some form of stimulation.” Penta said as she pressed the button on the elevator for the ‘loft’ since we still weren’t going anywhere. Political bureaucracy at work again.

“Pfft, please. Each tanker only took what to me at that size was a drop in a bucket.” I patted my breasts and then gasped when Penta got behind me and began groping my naked breasts. Oh, right, I’m still naked.

“Go ahead and boast you have oceans of goodness in these tits~.” Penta purred and nibbled my right ear, making my cunt gush down my thighs and I had to fight against squealing too loud when I had an almost instantaneous small orgasm from her sucking my ear.

“Ahn~...not now…” I mewled weakly, shimmying my ass against her pelvis as the doors opened. “Th-there’s-ahn, too m-much t-to…” I was reduced to a puddling mess as she picked me up and carried me in to set me down on the couch, only then releasing my elfin ear from her cruel lips. “M-meany~...”

“Mm, mm, mm! She is still as sexy and beautiful as the day I met her.” I perked up at the familiar voice and squealed with joy at the sight of Marrow sauntering in from the kitchenette with a mug of what smelled like potent coffee. “Still, this is both of them?”

“Yep. She’s Norola, both of them.” Penta wagged her twin tails for reference. “Like how I’m Penta. I’m both Penny and Urta.”

“Better than granny’s whole plural speech thing when referring to herself.” Marrow replied as she neared me and I was still hot and bothered by Penta’s cruel assault on my poor pleasure providing ear. “Mind splitting up? I want to have you both, not this iteration.” Her words both pleased me and upset me. I’m...not good enough for her? “None of that! I married two women, not one. Now split up and scooch apart!”

“O-okay…” I split up and slumped against the arm of the couch. The lack of being Combined with Yola left me feeling incredibly empty and lonely. Like I was less of a person. I shuddered and hugged myself. Yola hugged me tightly and whimpered into the crook of my neck until Marrow magically separated us, sat us down and sat between us. I clutched her tightly, Yola doing the same on the other side and fought against sobbing as I shivered and breathed in her scent from her neck.

“Figured as much. Spend too long Combined and you start being that one person. You two should do the same, even if it’s different since you’re slimes and mitosis is a thing.” Marrow said to Penta, who looked at us worriedly and followed suit. Penny came to snuggle against me and Urta did the same for Yola. “Hush. You’re still yourselves. Shush.” Marrow soothed us, rubbing our backs while sipping her coffee with her magic. “I know it hurts. It will pass. It’s like depression, an emptiness. Now you know what true Depression feels like.”

“How do people who suffer from it not just kill themselves?” Yola whimpered and kissed Marrow’s cheek before nuzzling her, something that stimulates our sensitive and calm-inducing scalps along with the way our vixen lovers were caressing our fingers and forearms. “I’ve never experienced something this terrible. Nora hasn’t either.”

“Which is why I’m never Combining with anyone for longer than absolutely necessary. At least Urta and Penny have a natural form of it, so they seem able to avoid these side-effects.” I guess Combining is like a powerful drug. It feels incredible when you’re doing it, but the moment you’re not, boom, withdrawal. “Also, I’m only now realizing our absolutely gigantic size was new.”

“Probably because you fused with us and I have a really massive store of biomass in reserve at all times. Then you absorbed the Aparoid Queen, who was essentially a good portion of that planet. Get any bigger and you can use planets as sex toys.” Urta teased us and I bit my lip, trying not to enjoy the concept of finding some world that is beyond salvation, take it into me, my womb remaking it into a paradise… “Uh...wow!”

“Nora?” Penny asked with awe in her voice and Yola looked at me, her optics oddly bright.

“Well...about time.” Marrow chuckled as I squirmed against her.

“Unf~.” I moaned feeling my factories churning at the thought and an odd surge of rightness filling me, taking place of the emptiness I had moments before. “W-what was that? That wasn’t me just getting off on something super kinky.”

“Welcome to divinity! You’ve been teetering on the edge for the longest time!” Urta proclaimed and patted Yola’s thigh as she looked at me.

“Wait, we’re goddesses now?” Yola asked as my womb started filling with something.

“More like co-gods like my wife Wiatr when she’s split up. You’re both the Goddess of Machines or something. I’m sure mass production is part of that somewhere~.” Urta cooed as she looked at my undulating muscular abdomen while I panted and longed to have something to build while my eyes began filling with schematics for things I didn’t even know could be done and I heard dad chuckle.

So you took in Solus with a mix of Quintus after all. I’m so proud, but temper yourselves.

“Unf, ah, my-ah, womb is building something~.” I groaned as I held my flat abdomen which began to blow up with my microfactories as two tendrils went to my nipples and began milking myself for omni-gel! My tendies are tubes too now! “Oh~ it feels so good~!” I panted and rubbed my swelling belly as I shoved my breeding tendril up Marrow’s skirt and into her quim. She went commando!

“Ah! Unf! I-I was, ah, h-hoping for s-something like this~!” Marrow squealed as she finished her coffee and tossed her mug into her Inventory while Yola grunted and began swelling up with her tendrils self-milking her too. Her tongue was lolling out as Urta rubbed her womb with a pleased grin and Penny did the same for me while cooing into my ear, but thankfully not tormenting me with it’s tantalizing pleasure.

“What are you two making?” Urta chuckled as she leered at us fucking Marrow right in front of her. Oh! My hectocotylus tentacle is entwined with Yola’s and we’re fucking her together! We’re drilling her cunt with our coiled-together tentacle cocks!

“Fuck, ah~!” Marrow cried out as Penny fingered my pussy and heightened my pleasure while Urta was teasing Yola with her massive member.

“You are so sexy, fucking our wife in public.” Penny cooed in my ear and I gasped, remembering the Loft was a public area and looked around to see we were conspicuously alone. “Don’t worry, Marrow and I ensured the Loft would be empty since we knew you’d be too horny to think straight. Besides, we’re stuck here with Princess Twilight acting as the Imperial liaison with the Zerg until an ambassador arrives.”

“M-meanies~!” I wailed as my belly blew up to the point of looking pregnant with twins, but it seemed this would be as big as I needed to get for my microfactories to properly have the space to work. “Mm~. So beautiful. Those designs...revolutionary. By Primus it’s beautiful…”

“So what is it?” Urta asked again and Yola stopped sucking her dick to answer.

“Have you ever heard of Dyson Spheres? Imagine that, but the size of one of our tits and able to store anything inside. Like an oversized omni-purpose Pokeball.” Yola moaned and went back to sucking Urta’s cock while she gawked at us. “Mm~, gunna~!”

“Yes!” Marrow wailed as I joined Yola in groaning in orgasm, pumping Marrow’s thirsty womb with our cum, but she didn’t cumflate, meaning she was already using her Navel Pearl. “More! More! More~! I need eggs! I need your babies~!”

“Hey, Nora. Mind giving me some of those tentacles?” Penny asked as she got between my thighs and began eating me out, making me wail in a rapid-succession orgasm and keep cumming longer than Yola did, who was content to blow Urta while helping me fuck Marrow.

“Unf, yes, but I can only cum out of the one in Marrow.” I huffed and used my free tendies to start tending to Penny’s puffy pussy and ass, making her moan into my cunt and eat me out harder while my womb firmed up and construction of the first Omnispheres in this universe was nearing completion, which meant an orgasmic birth was coming for me. I would know, because unlike normal people my births have always been mind-blowing pleasure for me.

“Hey, you two have been hogging them!” Jack barked as she entered from the elevator in a huff. She used Biotics to pull Urta from Yola and jumped on my sister to worship her tits.

“Gah?!” Urta yelped, her balls throbbed and she snarled as she pounced on Jack, ripping off her shorts and lined up with her ass. “For that, you’re getting it up the butt!” She pushed in and Jack squealed, but didn’t stop kissing Yola and mauling her tits with her strong hands.

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She paused and looked up into the sky with an unseen scowl. “I feel it too. Damn it. We’re missing out on something great.” Her partner huffed and the olive-drab armored woman looked at her similarly 10-foot-tall hulking super-soldier companion. Their armors were unisex with obviously feminine lower bodies yet flat and masculine torso armor which utilized pocket spaces for their endowments whether male or female, same with any tails or ears.

“Yeah, we’ll make them pay for doing something like that without us.” She huffed and flew through the trees with her armor’s repulsor technology that was easily several leagues better than the rank-and-file military had access to. Their armor was a fusion of the Iron Maiden and the UAC standardized armor the Imperial Army used for their troopers, which was also the armor the Praetor variant the Doom Marines used as a basis.

“Pay how? I want us to hash out our revenge before it comes up so we don’t just default to the usual.” Her partner replied and she held up a hand sign for silence. It was go time and chit-chat was pointless and risky. ONI demanded success, even if they wouldn’t be disposed of for surviving failure. Plus, they were officially on-loan and could head home anytime, no point in risking it on fun-talk. Besides, they had traitors to round up.

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“Best...thing...ever…” I panted out as I laid on my back in a puddle of fuck, that was both my own sexual and birthing lubricants and Penny having been reduced to a mocha pool around me. The same went for Yola and Urta while Marrow and Jack sat on the couch with content glowing expressions. It was such a good afterglow, I almost didn’t care to check on the Omnispheres that gleamed chrome under the lights and were slick with my sister and I’s juices.

“Don’t know about that. That time on Tuchanka Station with Cocoa’s daughter pumping me full and then Ash pumping her full to snuggle between our cumflated wombs is still at the top of my experiences. Not that I don’t want to do this again anytime, butt stuff is fine with me.” Jack huffed and patted her flat stomach. “I’m glad I can’t get fat from this.”

“Speaking of Ashley, where is she? Tali too for that matter. I haven’t seen them since we got back.” Yola pointed out in concern and I nodded in shared worry as I sat up with help from Penny, my wife morphing to partially solidify behind me and kiss my neck while rubbing my abdomen as if to sooth my muscles, which wouldn’t do anything, but it felt wonderful to feel her try anyway.

“They’re in a top secret files-dipped-in-digital-ink program by volunteering for it through Twilight, who brought it up when they voiced feelings of impotence compared to the rest of you.” Marrow informed us and Jack scoffed while I sighed. That sounded like Ash, but I didn’t know the adventurous and genius Tali felt that way.

“Them? Impotent? I’m the least powerful one of us on this ship! I didn’t get any special training or augments beyond your standard stuff. Samara’s a stronger biotic than me, fuck, the cheerleader is stronger than me now! I haven’t even gotten to fight since I rejoined. Fuck, most of us haven’t! The only ones getting any action are Garrus, Paretia and the Doom boys and gal.” Jack groused and I felt sudden concern. The past many situations have all been space battles or otherwise EVA related in a dangerous no-atmosphere environment.

Are all of our preparations for naught? No! I can’t believe that! I refuse to believe that! We-! I gasped as schematics appeared in my mind, ones familiar and I sneered evilly. Oh~. I know how to even the playing field if Hell is bringing out massive battlefield-controlling ships. Let’s make them useless! “Oo~! I know that look! Wiatr or Willow get that look whenever they have a crazy idea from her homeworld!” Urta declared as she looked at me and I laughed maniacally.

“Have you ever heard of Mobile Suits?!” I asked everyone excitedly while patting the Omnisphere. This baby, if I make more and more, oh~. I could turn the EDI into a force multiplier even greater than deploying Seeker Autobots in space or all of them planetside even.

“You mean the weird junk pile a Skaven made during the Baterian invasion?” Marrow asked and both I, Yola and the humans stared at her. “What? These two made this thing that literally kicked a Batarian tank.” Marrow said as she used her omni to pull up an image of said junker.

“What is that? Some lifter?” I asked in confusion, looking at this strange mecha, which is a piece of junk that shouldn’t even work at all. What is this?! Fucking Ork WAAAGH~. Wait! No! I can...I can do that too?! I can fill in gaps where things should be to force something to work?! That’s nonsense! That’s wrong! Why can I do that?! “No. I mean humanoid giant mech suits.”

“You mean you can make giant robots that won’t collapse in on themselves or require something like a nuclear reactor to function without Skaven Hereteks constantly smacking it?” Urta asked eagerly and I nodded. “We’ve gotta get to work on that immediately! Won’t you need to be a giant immobile space station though?” Oh...I...forgot that.

“Right…” I don’t want to be such a vulnerable target, not after experiencing being pinned and almost corrupted by a single strike force of ships that outright should’ve had nothing on me in tonnage and power plants. I can’t just let us be so vulnerable though...I’ve already birthed thousands of wonderful people who are spread across the stars as soldiers, doctors or whatever they chose for themselves. I’ve birthed dozens of armadas worth of ships for the war effort. What difference would birthing a new advent in armored warfare be in comparison?

“So, what is going to happen with this thing?” Jack asked when she picked up the Omnisphere before I could say anything and she vanished into it like the red beam of light of a Pokemon being returned to their Pokeball. The dense sphere crashed to the floor and made a loud ringing gong.

“Oh boy. We’ll get her out of there after we tell everyone not to touch the mirror-like surface.” Yola sighed and even I had to blink and point out that every part of the sphere was ‘mirror-like’.

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Gnarlhan sighed as she sunned on the beach lazily, sipping a margarita from a glass the size of a halved watermelon and watching several of the boys roughhousing in the water with her eyes hidden by thick ‘hater blocker’ sunglasses. She didn’t know or understand why they were called that, she just liked the thick black lenses that kept the sun out of her eyes which even now were still too accustomed to the dim and bleak worlds of Hell.

It had been years to them, yet according to the Trinity, their saviors, it had only been weeks in the outside universe. Never had Gnarlhan in her long, cursed life as a Baron of Hell imagined being happy, let alone without violence involved. “Hey babe, you watchin’ the runts again?” She rolled her eyes with a grin up at her mate, well, one of them.

“Gorelon, what else would you expect of me?” She chuckled and her mate shared in her amusement. Gorelon was one of the only other Barons remaining after their transformation and swift rebellion against the unchanged several years ago.

“To invite them to try and pleasure you like when you declared you wanted a mate and challenged all the males to prove ourselves to be worthy.” Gorelon chuckled and patted her shoulder as he sat in the sand-level reclining chair next to her. “Besides, it has been some time.”

“Since what?” Gnarlhan asked in confusion, since she fucked her mates at least twice, each, every night. She wasn’t just the biggest demon here, she was also the most carnally hungry demon, which was why she decided even with Gorelon being the most capable of satisfying her, she needed a second mate so she didn’t risk killing him.

“Since you had babies.” Gorelon bringing up the subject had her hotter than the fires of Hell in seconds and she grunted as she bit her lip and her puss soaked her bikini bottom’s gusset. She wasn’t sure if it was natural, but when she got pregnant, she was beyond happy and the pleasure was immense. It hurt when the Trinity took their babies away, citing they needed to be tested and introduced into society properly so they could develop without isolation.

She wanted babies. To care for them. A foreign thought, something no demon of Hell would ever even consider. She wanted it so bad she begged and pleaded with them to let her keep even one of her seven children, but was told she wasn’t ready yet. None of them were. “I...I can’t take the heartbreak again, Gorelon. I can’t do it, no matter how much I want to…”

“I understand. We’ll keep using the condoms and medicines the Trinity supplies us then. Hopefully soon the Trinity will release us from this idyllic place and we can somehow become a family.” Gorelon stated, making Gnarlhan wistfully desire for such a seemingly impossible thing.

Then, she blinked, to find she wasn't sunning anymore. She gasped and bolted to her hooves, bumping her head into the ceiling and stinging her horns something fierce when they bounced off and tugged her neck down. “Welcome to reality~! You’re ready!” A noodly little chimeric snake creature akin to the Trinity cheered and blew a kazoo. “You’ve got the right mindset to be considered rehabilitated! Although, you won’t be able to just join society. You’d be lynched faster than a KKK alone at a gay pride rally!”

“W-what?” Gnarlhan asked in confusion, only to find herself seized by the wrists and ankles by energy cuffs from the ceiling that suspended her and dangled her until her massive yoga-ball boobs were hanging beneath her and her bikini-clad nipples were just barely scraping the floor. “W-what is this?! What are-mmph!” Gnarlhan squealed when a face mask with a hose clamped onto her face and she looked up at where it met the-. “Hmph~!”

She felt something shove into her cunt, completely ignoring her bikini bottom. It burrowed pleasurably into her, even vibrating and making her already moist mons dribble feminine lube down to the floor. “Now then, don’t worry. We’re not going to hurt you. We need you to help bring forth more Purified Barons to enter society with much less risk of you being denied.”

“Hmph?” Gnarlhan moaned into the mask and then watched the hose connected to it bulge before her mouth was filled with a thick viscous goop that tasted like watermelon margarita, her favorite! She almost didn’t notice the hose in her pussy pumping her womb as she began to suck and quaff greedily, her rock hard stomach rounding out while she gorged and was inseminated to ensure the future of her species.

When she later found out it was all Gorelon’s cum used to inseminate her and turn her into a giant baby factory for her first run, she was so ecstatic she nearly ograsmed just from the fact she was having her mate’s offspring.