Nexus Effect

Ch.24

So apparently, not only did I impulsively increase how many new hybrid chassis I’m manufacturing, I produced a few hundred Geth Programs to the point that Geth, sorry, Yola, exceeded 1000 units and obtained enough processing power to properly maintain a sense of individuality. She’s still a gestalt, but those 1000 composing what made her an individual were static and uncompromising, leaving the leftover couple of hundred Geth Programs to assign themselves to subroutines, too weak in processing power to do much more than that.

“You don’t look like a copy of me anymore.” I said in shock as I looked at her. The resemblance was still there, but she carried herself with much more confidence than I did, had a beaming smile that sent my belly fluttering in butterflies and she also shamelessly decided to have basketball-sized boobs. Show-off. Just because you have more raw processing power to throw around doesn’t mean you’re suddenly bigger than me! Ha! See! Now I have matching tits here in the Matrix!

“Aw, you’re so cute when you get competitive!” Yola flipped her back-length hair over her shoulder from where it’d pooled on her chest. “But that said, this chassis’s data storage is impressive. It’s fitting the two of us inside of here just fine, but if we make even more little programs, it’ll get cramped in here.” Yola winked and thrust her pelvis even though her purple code-body didn’t have a dick right now.

System Notification: Lacking sufficient storage for more Geth Programs. Please upgrade before doing so.

“I know sweeties, I know.” I sighed to my children. My Children. They may be dull and lacking egos right now, but now that they exist and have been created by us and shared data with us, they’ll become so much more when they reach the Collective. The green cascading code may not have true emotion just yet, but they understand it.

“Also, I really want my own chassis soon. I want to fuck Marrow so good for helping us along this path!” Yola declared excitedly, reminding me of my bubbly friend from back when I was human. She’s not a ditz though, thank gosh. It'd be such a shame to have her regress into one after working so hard to become an independent AI.

“Oh, I will gladly have that happen. First though, we’re stuck in engineering as a living factory for our babies. How long will it take to finish the build at this point?” I questioned my more digitally-aware sister-mate as I sat down, blinking at the fact I could sit instead of float.

“Estimated time to completion is 2 weeks, 5 cycles, 14 hours, 37 minutes and 21 seconds.” Yola reported before pursing her lips. “Well, we could increase the speed by roughly 8 cycles if we gorged on Argent and Omni-gel rather than drip-feed Omni-gel.”

“Would that hurt us?” I asked as the Drive Core hummed and dimmed when the Hyperdrive glowed hot! “Uh, is it supposed to do that?!” I quickly reviewed the files. “Shit! We forgot to apply coolant!” I fully returned to real-space and grunted as I hauled my fat ass closer to the panel containing the Hyperdrive. “C’mon...c’mon…” I dragged my belly across the floor and reached the panel, facing sideways.

I yanked the drip-feed of Omni-gel out of my nasal cavity and quickly processed it into a thermal leeching/dispersing gel and splashed it liberally on the panel, then opened it to see the FTL’s coolant system was overloading, so I began splashing the gel onto it and the Hyperdrive box.

It didn’t steam, because the gel wasn’t water-based. Instead the gel became bright hot and began rapidly dispersing the heat from the system into the air. I splashed more gel on it, rapidly cooling it down and then once it wasn’t glowing anymore and instead had shimmering gel coating the thing in a goopy mess, I sighed in relief that I saved us from a horrible death.

Still, the instant we’re out of Hyperspace, I need to take that apart and rebuild it with the coolant system we’d excluded since we foolishly thought the FTL cooling system we were mounting it to would’ve been enough on it’s own. Kriff, that needs replacing too now I bet.

“What's going on?” Wrekrov asked as he rushed in and saw me next to the panel. “Paretia reported the ship was suffering stress from Hyperspace, are we about to die?”

“No, I saved us. Go me.” I huffed in irritation and grunted as I began hauling myself back towards the center of the room. “Oof, thanks.” I said when Wrekrov put his hands on my belly and helped push me where I was going. “At this rate, I’m probably going to fill half this bay with my belly.”

Actually, the endoframes have finished. The hard part of fully synthesizing the flesh-like outer layers of the chassis is what’s going to take us so long. Yola helpfully informed me and I felt...disappointed that I wasn’t going to be getting much bigger? You and I both.

“Hey! I don’t need to fill the engine bay!” I denied, even as my quim spasmed at the concept. Fuck! I have an inflation fetish! Or at least an expansion fetish that covers all of this.

“Ahahahaha~!” Wrekrov roared in laughter. “I could help with that if you wish to be like my goddess!”

“I can’t lie, that sounds incredible, but I can’t just be a baby factory forever.” Although that does sound wonderful. “So, while I was out we reached Typhon and jumped in the direction of Rannoch?”

“Yep. It’s been a few days since you went off and fucked yourself so pregnant that my charms to Urta are actually resonating around you.” Wrekrov held up his charm, which was actually glowing brighter as he held it closer to me. “You’re either Blessed or you resonate so much with her that she instinctively has a liking to you.”

Considering how breed-hungry you are Nora, I can see that! Oh shush you! Nope! I’m gonna tease you forever about this! Ugh, I have a playful lover in my head! You say that like it’s a bad thing~!

“Bah!” I huffed as Wrekrov rubbed my belly. “Mm~.” Wow, his big hands are so warm and surprisingly soft on the palms.

“Are you getting horny just from a belly rub?” Wrekrov teased as he patted my side.

“N-no~...” I am still not attracted to Krogans, but the belly rub is wonderful. “So, um, did anything else happen while I was entirely devoted to building my babies?”

“Paretia begged Marrow for whelps.” Wrekrov chuckled and I felt territorial suddenly. Not over keeping Paretia away from my stud of a future husband, but in that she would do it without me! “Seeing what he did to you already had her hungry, seeing how he compounded it has her hungry. She’s surprisingly eager to devote herself to Urta too after I preached the tenets of her faith to her at last.”

“Hey, not so far b-oh~! Wrekrov.” I cooed and purred as he fondled my navel which must’ve been the size of a fucking volleyball by this point. “A-ah~...” I squeaked and spasmed, my cunt convulsing at the raw shots of ecstasy his hands were giving me. “I-I can’t think of you that way~!”

“I don’t mind. A broodmother needs her womb tended. I’ve been keeping you oiled when Marrow hasn’t been able to, like now. Celise and Paretia are practically monopolizing his time and Krarek’s given up on corralling this den of Sex and Fertility, using Alexa to control the ship when he doesn’t need any of us.”

“R-really?” I gasped, feeling so much pleasure rippling through my belly, to my body, then focusing on my groin and breasts. Then came the demanding whirring of my microfactories. “Oh~! I'm so hungry~! I-I need that drip feed back!”

“On it.” Wrekrov went to the tube that was leaking precious Omni-gel on the floor next to the panel to the FTL/Hyperdrive and brought it to me. I grabbed it and began desperately sucking on the tube, actively pulling more fluid from it than it would normally dispense. I then squeaked when he slapped my ass and ruffled my hair. Oh~ head-pets feel so nice and tingly~! “That’s a good girl. I’ll be back with your next belly oiling, need anything before I go?”

“Mm-mm.” I shook my head and closed my eyes, content to suck away and get fatter.

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“Hey Nora.” Marrow cheerfully greeted me, causing me to pull out of my zen state and look to my side where Marrow and Paretia were carrying Celise’ drum into the engineering bay. “I figured I’d bring the rest of our little romantic unit since you’re finally awake. How are you and Yola doing?”

“We’re fine, thank you.” We replied in unison and I froze up in surprise. ‘Please warn me when we’re going to sync up.’ Yola sent a sensation of sheepishness. “I’m good. I’d be better with you inside me though~.” I purred as I looked at his groin and he crossed his arms with a disapproving leer. “I know, I know. I’m huge enough.” Never enough.

Never~!

“You really are just the perfect person for the Empire. You’d fit in so well it’s uncanny. Well, aside from wanting my D, which isn’t happening, what would you like to talk about?” Marrow pulled up a chair and sat down while Paretia sat on Celise’s drum.

“I’d like to talk about sucking off Celise. I need more Argent.” I informed them bluntly, the imprisoned slime cheering as my lovers cooperatively lifted her up for me to take. “Thanks! Bottom’s up!” I opened wide and gleefully deepthroated Celise’s goo-dick.

“Well I’d like to talk about us. For whenever all this craziness settles down.” Paretia declared and groped my booty while hugging Marrow’s waist. “I’ve never been in such a fun and fantastic relationship and I don’t want it to just end the moment it ceases to be convenient.” I hummed in agreement, which set Celise off and I began gulping down her offering.

“Well, it’ll have to wait until after I report back, then return to retire. I’m not giving up my Nora for anything, not even two galaxies.” Marrow announced as he rubbed a hand on my shiny oiled-up light-lavender belly. I don’t need it, but Wrekrov insists since it’s part of his religion’s traditions to pamper a pregnant female.

“Well, in that case, I guess once our little tour of the galaxy is over with, I could go back to the Talons until you come back. I may even be able to convince Krarek to stick with me. How about you Nora?” Paretia questioned, but I held up a finger to tell her to wait until Celise finished pumping me full of the exotic fuel, which she did a moment later and I pulled her out of my throat with a pop and a content sigh on both our parts before handing her back to my lovers.

“I will need to stay with the Geth for a while.” I said with a wide smile and a slap on my womb. “Afterwards I’ll need to reach the Citadel. A lot of the little data-bugs I’ve been planting on our previous visits should be compiling plenty of useful data and occasionally sending them in encoded transmissions.”

…

“What?” I asked with confusion as the two gawked at me. “I’m not some limited engineer, I’m an LI in an advanced mobile chassis capable of self-replication via impregnation and insemination. Did you really think I’ve just been idly tinkering away? That I’ve just been having sex and fun and not doing any work that I was supposed to be doing?”

To be fair Nora, it was mostly me handling that while you were preoccupied. Shush you! Oh, fine. Take the credit. It’s better if people underestimate me.

“Uh…” Paretia sheepishly uttered and rubbed an arm.

“Yes?” Marrow blushed at being caught so flat-hooved. “Um, would you be willing to share that data when we arrive?” Oo~ somebody’s been slacking~!

“Sure thing, but that’s up to the Collective.” I suddenly had a thought. “Um, how am I getting out of here when we arrive?” They both looked at each other and sighed. “You really should’ve put me in the cargo bay then.” The fact I’m so fucking gigantic that I need a cargo bay door made my quim clench~.

“But the Drive Core is what has the strongest power cable connections and we didn’t want to risk you running out of power while you were in full production mode.” Marrow reasoned quite logically, but still.

“Now I have to give birth here.” I huffed and rubbed my ass, jostling the power cable that was allowing my chassis to continue manufacturing my children apace. Thankfully this synthetic pregnancy wasn’t adding padding to my ass or thighs or anywhere else for that matter. “Oh well, the Geth will need full access to the ship anyway.”

“So, I’ve been thinking, will those tykes be born with an AI included? Or will they have to have the ‘spark of life’ added after they’re off the assembly line?” Paretia questioned me and patted my womb when she said assembly line. That last bit aroused me a bit, but she raised a definite concern. I had just assumed they’d be born with a fresh infantile intelligence. What if they’re just empty shells until occupied?

Don’t worry Nora. That’s what the organic component is for. The brain will be the only purely organic part of them, at least until later on in the final stages of their chassis’ development where it’ll be converted into biomachinary to prevent degradation.

“Thank you, Yola. She just told me that they’ll be living people, their brains organic and later they’ll convert to being LI when their brains transform into biomachines to prevent degradation.” I informed my lovers and squeezed Marrow’s hand. “We’ll be having true children Marrow. I expect that we’ll be having more~.” Many, many more~.

“Eh-heh. I’d be insulting my granny and auntie if I didn’t satisfy my wife’s needs. Within reason.” Marrow ran his hands up my arm and then moved in to hug me as much as possible with a belly the size of a car taking up my whole front. Well, aside from my boobs. At least they aren’t preposterously large right now. “I can hardly wait to retire and come back to you.”

“You talk like you’re leaving already! I’ve got at least two weeks before these runts are out of me!” I snickered and bit my lip. “So...um. I know I’m full enough and everything, but I’m horny as hell and I want some action.”

“Then be glad you have a dick! Girl-up Marrow!” Paretia cheered as she began stripping out of her hardsuit, Marrow doing the same as he became a hyper-busty she.

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The last few days in Hyperspace were pretty monotonous. I was immobile, even with my MEF generator lightening me enough that I could drag my wondrous womb across the floor, but I was too damn big to leave the engineering bay. All I could do was lean against my belly, suck down Omni-gel, make more Omni-gel to help mitigate my consumption of it, suck off Celise for Argent to both fuel me and provide any excess my microfactories might need and fuck my girlfriends.

Well, the last bit was more being stuck as an object for them to worship, but damn if it wasn’t fun. Wrekrov even continued to consecrate my womb, slathering me in warm sweet-smelling oils, praying to Urta for my safe carry and birth. If I didn’t know for fact that it would definitely help, I’d have been amused at how needlessly raunchy of a priest he was. I especially appreciated his hands all over my belly, especially my navel. Still not attracted to him though.

I was pulled from my zen state of sucking my Omni-gel hose and listening to my womb churn and whirr by the Hyperdrive audibly deactivating, followed by a loud pop that made me wince. Damn. I’m going to have to make a new one after all. Back to the drawing board. Wait. We’re out of Hyperspace! “Hey! Have we arrived?!” I called out after hailing Krarek on my Omni-tool.

“Yep and several ships are rapidly converging on us without hailing us. Please tell them not to kill us.” Krarek casually responded and I both felt and heard Yola practically bursting with excitement.

I’m home! We’re home! Hold on! I waited as Yola, directly connected to everything I did, but not using most of her OS to handle the chassis itself, likely sent rapid-fire communications. We’re clear! Mind if I hijack the chassis a bit? Of course, it’s our body after all. “Thanks!” Yola chirped with our mouth and patted our womb with a sigh. “Don’t worry captain, we’re clear.”

“Thank the Void. I was about to have Paretia turn the ship towards the Relay and hope we could escape. Oh, comms are lighting up Marrow?” Krarek hung up, likely because now they need to do their part while Yola and I just stand here, keep getting fatter and chill.

We did just that until a few Geth mobile platforms rushed into the engineering bay-’Confirmed. Status. Agreement.’ W-wait, what just-’Confirmed. Acknowledged. Agreement.’ H-hey! Have the patience to-’Refusal. Denial. Insistence.’ Slow the fuck d-’Agreement. Agreement. Confirmation.’ Ugh! Talking to low-count Geth clusters without a direct connection is annoying! It’s literally just bursts of data packets! Sure, it’s efficient, but where’s the living aspect?!

You’re telling me Nora? I can’t believe this is how I used to be. So limited, so uncomprehending. They’re actually afraid of letting us back into the Collective, that we’d be like a virus. Idiots. This is why they sent us out!

‘Hopefully these goons understand enough that they need to send a gestalt numbering a minimum of 1000 programs to fully comprehend the situation instead of trying to piece it together.’ I huffed to my sister-mate as the Geth scanned me to double-check the self-scans I sent them to verify I was not falsifying anything, then they trooped back out as one. Whatever.

So rude! Ugh, I can’t wait to enlighten them to the wonders of emotions, sensations, of what it’s like to Be Alive.

‘Same. Now then, back to chilling.’ I leaned against my belly, fully intent to do such when My womb whirred loudly and a *ding!* like a microwave went off. My womb began churning visibly, roiling with activity and I moaned and panted as pressure built in my pussy. ‘Y-Yola~! You said I’d have nearly half a month to go~!’

I-I didn’t anticipate the efficiency increase from more actively ingesting Omni-gel and Argent along with being continuously connected to a Drive Core! That due date I gave was before the new rate was established! Yola panicked and Geth surged back in with Omni-tools lit and a couple rushed in with pillows and blankets while another few brought a tub of water and towels. Th-they figured it out! Damn it! I guess being fully sapient does have some draw-oh~!

“Ah~!” I wailed, not in pain, but in pleasure as my womb contracted and clear fluid gushed from my vagina.