Nexus Effect

Ch.19

“Gah, how did she get stuck?” Krarek asked as I laid nude on an operating table in the med bay, enjoying the afterglow too much to care about how hard the others had to pull to get me free. “Seriously, how can any creature produce that much fluid?” Krarek was referring to my cum-stuffed womb, so packed that I looked pregnant with multiples. My flesh feels so tingly and pleasant to run my hands over. This can’t be Quarian at all.

The Von-Neumann device has been activated due to new genetic material. Number of new models: three. Geth reported with a blissful fucked-out tone that I could sympathize with.

“You don’t want to meet my grandmother then. She can fill lakes on a bad day.” Marrow chuckled as I smiled serenely, my hands cradling my fecundity.

‘Three babies.’ I mentally moaned in awe. I never wanted children before. Mother told me that when I found the right person, that I’d want nothing more than to give him children. I guess I just never found the right guy.

Calculating how much material is left: Enough for ten more models. Geth breathlessly stated.

‘We can have thirteen?’ I Queried and bit my lip as I looked over at Marrow sheepishly getting chastised by Krarek for being reckless and Paretia for enabling it. Wrekrov, having come up from finishing up with Mordin and giving him a copy of the Lexicana Urtada was looking at me with a knowing smirk.

It would take some endoframe adjustments by the system nanites, a fairly intense intake of nutrition and somehow making an Enviro-Suit capable of containing such a hefty female, but yes~. Geth replied with desire. Clearly, having this taste of what it means to be organic was beyond enticing to her.

“Someone might want to stop her.” Wrekrov chuckled as a yes/no box prompting approval for full production mode of more little ones flashed onto my HUD and I couldn’t select YES fast enough!

“Did you wear a contraceptive?” Krarek asked with concern laced in his tone.

“Of course I-oh, shit! Sweet Cheeks, did it burst inside of you from how hard we had to yank you out?!” Marrow fretted as he rushed to me and laid his hands on my belly.

“Mm~, yes~.” I moaned as I rubbed my firming belly, my womb becoming more rigid as the multitude of microfactories within me began processing the complex purple semen that Marrow has fueled me with. Wait, oh fuck, so hungry!

I grabbed the closest thing and shoved it in my mouth. That it was a medical scanner my teeth somehow crushed and I ravenously gulped it down didn’t matter. I needed material for my babies! “Scrap! I need-!” My belly whirred urgently and I groaned at the emptiness within me. “Please~! So hungry~!”

“We have a pyjak infestation.” Wrekrov suggested and I moaned in disapproval.

“No~. I don’t need proteins or other organic things! I need minerals, plastics, circuitry! The liquid protein that Marrow stuffed me with is enough for the organic bits, I need junk!” I growled as I was becoming hangry.

“Uh, the scrap we grabbed for selling?” Paretia said before I rolled off the table and surprised her with a kiss, then I moaned from the taste of her metal plates and started licking her as she got nervous. “N-Nora, I’m not food…” Paretia meekly squeaked as I moved down and sucked on her neck. “S-someone get her food before she eats me!”

“I’m moving!” Wrekrov said in a rush as I began eating her armor, my grip on her as firm as iron.

“I love you.” I moaned as I exposed her smooth curved chest and began to lick her.

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“Mm~!” I hummed in appreciation as I crunched down on a scrap ‘burger’ composed of various metals, plastics and silicates, liberally drenched in oils both organic and synthetic. My churning baby factory of a belly quickly putting the processed raw materials to use as whatever it was that made my mouth able to basically melt whatever I encased between my teeth made this no harder than eating normal food.

“You almost ate me.” Paretia huffed where she was covering herself with a blanket Krarek provided, underneath she was covered in bite marks. Thankfully due to her still being organic underneath her natural armor, my material-molding mouth didn’t do more than mark her.

“Sowwy.” I muttered between chews of my ‘burger’.

“We’re having how many babies?” Marrow fretted as he paced next to me in panic.

“Thirteen. Pass that old spanner please?” I requested, getting the old solid steel wrench handed to me, which I promptly took a bite out of and hummed at the pleasant flavor.

Unlocked the design for Geth to impregnate organics as well as get pregnant. We will send it to the collective. Geth stated with satisfaction in her tone as I swallowed the last of the wrench and rubbed my term-with-triplets belly.

‘What do you mean?’ I Queried before an image of us with a penis popped up on my HUD. ‘Th-that’s a bit much for me. I don’t think I’d be comfortable with that.’ I replied before grabbing a few degraded pieces of armor and chomping down on them

We could apologize to Paretia with it~.

‘We can just make it a toy. She’s basically my girlfriend already. I’ll just surprise her with a dildo next time so she doesn’t have to settle for oral or scissoring.’ Scissoring was actually entirely new to me as a formerly straight woman. Getting talked through it by Marrow was actually fairly embarrassing, but Paretia was patient with me.

Oh, um…we may have...

‘You’d better reverse that alteration order or so help me you are on the couch for months!’ I chewed on my meal a bit more intently than necessary

“You’re angry.” Marrow mewled as he shrunk away from me.

“Not at you, baby. Geth jumped the gun on something and I’m making sure she understands how much trouble she’s in if she doesn’t fix it.” I informed my lover as I licked my lips. “Hey, do we have any Eezo on board?” I guess I need it since I don’t have Argent around. I hope my babies don’t have trouble because they have a Mass Effect core.

“Yeah. I’ll get it. Wrekrov, come with me.” Krarek stated, resigned but determined.

“Oh, what’s this?” Marrow purred as he rubbed under my belly, which was slowly but surely swelling bigger.

“The beginning of something that won’t finish and in fact, is going to return to normal soon.” ‘Right?’ I enjoyed the ‘meep’ Geth gave as she followed through with my demand and also finally turned off my hair factories, my hair is down to my thighs!

“Ah, I wouldn’t mind it.” Marrow chuckled with a kiss to my underbelly, which really felt good! “Maybe for one night every once in a while?” Marrow asked hopefully, reminding me that his culture is extremely sexually open and his very species was technically genderless.

“Uh?” Paretia asked before looking. “Keep it! You can double team me!” She urged and I pouted at them both. “Ugh, fine. I get it. I don’t think I’d like to have a penis myself.”

“Thank you for understanding-oh~. I need...do we have raw carbon in that junk?” I questioned hopefully, rubbing my firm light lavender flanks.
“Maybe~.” Marrow purred as he looked with obvious slowness through the pile Wrekrov had brought into the medbay. “I could find it.”

“Marrow.” I said with a glare before my belly complained, the microfactories actually whirring in demand for carbon.

“Okay, I’ll stop. I think this circuit board is carbon?” Marrow tossed me the board like it was a frisbee and I snatched it with my hand before nomming on it. Mm~ carbon…

“We’re back, also there was this weird door in the hall that had a barrel of this white stuff in it with a note written in numerous languages that it’s for Tiny.” Wrekrov set down a canister of Eezo and then an oil drum that looked delicious, not even considering what was inside it.

“White stuff?” I asked after finishing my carbon, my microfactories need more, but it wasn’t a necessity at this point in time. “Hold on. Hnng~!” I picked myself up, my robotic strength integral to the act and I had to put both hands on my lower back with a huff to keep my balance as Marrow steadied me. “Oof, that is heavy.”

“You are shoveling literal junk into your body.” Paretia commented as she also helped me waddle over to the barrel. First things first however. “That is just scary to see.” I had grabbed the Eezo canister, which was about the size of a small oxygen tank and was gulping the contents down like I was eating straight from a cheez whizz can that had a particularly fast output.

“This is all sorts of disgusting and intriguing. A shame Mordin had to stay on Tuchanka, he’d be having a field day with this.” Krarek commented, yet I was too busy nourishing my babies to reply. “This also completely changes things, what are we going to do?”

This is so strange. Anyway, we should head back to Rannoch. We need to introduce Marrow to the Collective anyway and our children would be best off left with their family since our duties are far from over. Geth suggested, but I was still too busy gulping down Eezo and holding my visibly expanding womb to properly answer.

Thankfully, the others all waited until I was done drinking down the precious element and I sighed before taking a bite out of the canister. “We should go to Rannoch. I can send word ahead to give us clearance with the Collective for safe travel. Also, we need to introduce Marrow and help establish connections with the Empire. We should’ve done that sooner actually.” I nommed on the canister quickly, since it wasn’t very big, then looked at the closed oil drum. “So, white stuff?”

“No idea what it is. There was a strange door made of something alien with this sitting outside it before the door just vanished. It had a note stating to give it to you.” Krarek informed us, telling me that it must’ve been Star Swirl. Did he put something in my chassis to inform him when I get pregnant so he would be able to provide this? What is it?

I opened the cap and leaned down to take a whiff. I immediately plopped down on my thicc ass, grabbed the barrel and began chugging the contents with it resting on my shelf of a belly and boobs. “Hold on, is that Argent?! Where did Star Swirl manage to steal a whole drum of it?!” Marrow yelped in surprise as the girth of my pale lavender womb gurgled as it grew.

“Hmhm~.” I hummed between gulps, my lips forming a seal around the short nozzle of the drum. This gave a firm thick rod perfect entry to my mouth. “Hmph~?” I sucked on the rod, instinctively knowing from my nights with Marrow that it was a penis. A penis producing Argent! I sucked and gulped at the ‘spigot’ as it throbbed and fed me the materials I needed to help my children have a more sustainable and organic-like chassis. After it finished pumping into me, I pulled off with a pop and licked my lips at the see-through turquoise penis sticking out of the short nozzle of the drum.

“Is that…?” Paretia asked in bewilderment before the alien phallus slid back into the drum and I set it aside, having obtained enough Argent to swell my womb to term with sextuplets in size with how much raw material needed processing now.

“Oh no. He abducted an Argent Slime. They’re artificially augmented organic lifeforms that produce liquid Argent. That drum is likely magically sealed against trying to free them too, so they’ll have to wait until I can take them back to Imperial systems to get them out.” Marrow took the drum and tried to put his fingers in the opening, but an invisible barrier stopped him.

“Uh? There’s someone in there?” I asked uneasily. I’d assumed it was just a perverted spigot for the drum. I mean, Star Swirl is clearly a pervert, just look at my chassis!

“Things just get stranger. Alright, I’m going to start plotting our course for Rannoch that won’t get us waylaid by officials. Let’s get you cleaned up and dressed Paretia.” Krarek began dragging my Turian girlfriend away and Wrekrov followed, leaving Marrow and I alone.

“Hello? Can you hear me in there?” Marrow spoke into the drum as I sat and happily rubbed my sides as my microfactories processed what I’d provided for the building blocks of my 13 synthetic children.

“Yes! I heard you can’t let me out, but could you please feed me? I’ve been stuck here subsisting off my own excess mass, but that woman with the incredible mouth just took that.” Came a female voice from the drum. Again, I need to remember that Andromeda is an alien galaxy compared to what I’m used to.

“Sure. I can get you some food-.” The drum rocked back and forth and the penis emerged from the nozzle, only the urethra hole turned into a tiny mouth.

“No~! I’ve been living off of my excess mass and nutrition paste for months! I want cum!” The slightly-morphed male anatomy demanded with a ditzy female voice.

“Oh. You’re one of those volunteers. Okay, uh...it’ll be kinda awkward mounting this drum…” Marrow replied as the slime bimbo cheered and retracted her dick from the whole and even made an ‘ah~’ sound, likely with her mouth wide open at the drum’s opening.

“Oh~, do it. Give me a show babe.” I purred, groping my left breast as I rubbed my belly with my other hand. ‘This is so weird, yet so fucking hot!’

We are similarly aroused. Geth replied to my mental comment.

“You could’ve done it too.” Marrow huffed as he held the handles of the top of the drum and aimed his cock for the opening.

“What was that?” I asked with an edge to my tone.

“Nothing sweetie!”

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“Alright, here’s the last run of scrap, paid for with your share of our money. That better last until we reach Rannoch.” Krarek huffed with a slightly amused grin at how I was literally salivating over the junk Wrekrov had unloaded from the hauler.

“I’ll try my hardest, but if I do I’ll resort to eating the bunks in the bunkroom.” I cradled my fecundity. I didn’t need to eat yet, the microfactories had enough to work with for now. I was also partially suited up, my suit was completely open in the front save the parts I was able to work over my breasts, which had also gotten bigger. Am I expected to nurse synths like a mammal?

“Ugh.” Marrow groaned as he rubbed his lower regions while he sat on the drum next to me, the said drum was humming contentedly. “I think I know why my brothers told me never to volunteer for slime-feeding duty. I’m so dry I might just pass out from dehydration.”

“Hm~, still hungry~.” The drum chuckled and Marrow jumped from it to hide behind Wrekrov. “Aw, you can feed me normal food now that I’ve gotten my cummies! No need to run. You were warming up the drum too.”

“So what’s our new crew member’s name?” Krarek questioned sternly. Paretia was the only one not here, so she’s probably piloting us off of Tuchanka if the slight shifts in the ship said anything on that.

“I didn’t ask. Most Argent Slimes don’t bother either because they immerse themselves wholly into the task of being a literal cow to be milked or they forget from the pleasure that causes them. Do you have a name?” Marrow questioned the drum and it rocked side-to-side.

“Um...I think it was Celise? Maybe Celise. Celise sounds good. Hi! I’m Celise!” The drum cheerfully declared and I suddenly flushed hotly. Oh. Fuck!

“Trials in Tainted Space?! Really?! This is my life?!” I demanded at the ceiling, utterly embarrassed that one of my guiltiest pleasures was potentially reality. Wait! “Marrow! Does Andromeda have rampant biology-changing technology?”

“Huh? Um, kinda? It’s a bit of a niche market, but people are really into body modifications, either magical or-.”

“Do you have ‘Planet Rushes’?” I demanded further, already having gotten my answer.

“What? Oh! You mean where we have floods of colonists seeking new worlds? Yeah, every 1000 years or so, it’s just lately the directions we can go in for the next Rush have been too-.”

“Gah! I’m not just in Mass Effect!” I yelled to myself in shock while the others all looked at me like I was crazy. No judging! I already divulged my background to you all! Aside from you faceless drum! Cease your ditzy judging!

“Well, at least it is not like the near extinction the Empire’s homeworld faced against the Lust Demons in the days the Empire was still stuck on its home planet.” Marrow said with a rub of his head. “Body alteration was a lot less controlled, used as a weapon, brainwashing was abundant and Corruption had a hold over many of my ancestors.”

“Oh no~! This universe is Corruption of Champions evolved into Trials in Tainted Space! I’m literally in a universe of perversion, debauchery and rampant fetishism!” ‘I’m both terrified and incredibly happy about this~!’ I could feel my whole chassis humming with eroticism. I’m currently someone’s embodiment of pregnant fetishism, synthetic humanoid fetish, stuffing fetish, alien fetish, oh yis~!

Files scanned, these deviant memory files you’ve shared are...enticing. Geth commented with a hungry tone. Sit down so we don’t damage the babies! Huh? Okay? I sat down. Initiating override! Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep! W-wait-!