Nexus Effect

Ch.46

After nearly a week of getting resupplied, dealing with politics, helping with several issues aboard the Citadel and getting used to having a slobbery, surprisingly affectionate killer beast on the ship, we finally left for Bres. “I can’t wait to see people’s reactions.” Tali gushed from the lavatory, of which I was leaning against the door waiting for her to come out.

“I can’t either. Everyone is going to be floored.” I grinned behind my visor as I imagined their expressions, but that would become a reality soon enough. I straightened up when the door lifted into the ceiling and I turned to smile at the sight of Tali’Zorah Vas Normandy, in a black strapless dress, no suit, nothing. She had shoulder-length raven hair that accented her darker purple skin and her white-blue glowing eyes glinted with joy as she entered the room and did a spin, her G-cup breasts wobbling.

“So, how do I look?” Tali asked nervously as she wrung her hands together, the dress clung to her like her suit, yet wasn’t as lewd when you consider the fact that it actually covers her instead of basically showing off like an unarmored hardsuit or enviro-suit does.

“So sexy I want to bend you over right now.” Yola drooled, her cock bulging her suit visibly.

“I meant the dress. I’ve never worn normal clothes before. I’ve only ever had my suit. It was actually a bit of an adventure in there figuring out how to slide it up my body and have it use my breasts as what keeps it up.” Tali did a bounce and giggled as she looked down at her bust. “I’m now the bustiest quarian in history too. I’m going to give my father a heart-attack~!”

“You are sexy in that dress and it looks great.” Yola purred and wrapped her hands around Tali’s waist while grinding her suit-outlined phallus against Tali’s ass and lower back.

“Mm~ as much as I appreciate the attention, I’m quite tired of feeling bloated.” Tali bumped Yola away with her butt and giggled. “That said, let’s get out there! Oh! You two need to do this too!”

“Um, I don’t know Tali...we’re not organic. People might notice our ‘cybernetics’.” The fact Tali didn’t have visible cybernetics at all was likely due to her youth. What data we’ve been able to gather on the Migrant Fleet is that older members of their society tend to need cybernetic enhancement to help their failing health along with the implants they receive before going on pilgrimage.

“Then there is the fact that while our optics mimic quarian eyes rather well, they’re still distinctly artificial.” Yola mewled as she forcibly calmed herself down and her penis rapidly retracted into her body.

“You’ll be exposing yourselves at the summit won’t you?” Tali asked as she looked between us and I looked at my data-twin.

[Concern]

[Consolation, Suggestion]

[Acceptance] “Alright Tali...but we don’t exactly have any clothes that aren’t spare suits or suit pieces. That dress is one of Martra’s.” Which is why it was a ‘tube’ dress, because the fluffy feline could just pull it down over her humanoid torso.

“Well, aside from your big butts, you’re the same size as Penny or Liara. Surely they have something you can borrow?” Tali helpfully suggested as she double-checked her high heels.

“Hey~! Our butts aren’t that big…” Yola blushed behind her visor and self-consciously patted her sexy ass, which was the same as mine, so I sighed and rubbed my booty in the mixture of pride and shame what I considered to be my sexiest attribute caused when it’s size came into factor.

“Hold on…” I unzipped and reached into my cleavage, retrieving a quart of Omni-gel and pulled up our baseline chassis measurements before I began rapidly constructing a silvery metallic dress similar to Tali’s, but with shoulder straps.

“You’re making dresses out of Omni-gel?” Tali asked with astonishment before I tossed Yola’s new silvery dress to her and then made my own, all in the span of a few minutes.

“Yep. A metallic polymer mimicking the properties of polyester to be fair, but yes.” I finished unzipping my suit and shimmied out of it, then kicked it under my bed before tossing my helmet on it and sighed in the relief of having air touching my flesh as I shook out my shoulder-length black hair.

“Bulletproof dresses.” Yola joked as she did the same. Dear gosh, without the suit, it’s like I’m looking in a sexy 3D mirror.

“If we’re talking old slug-throwers, then yeah, bulletproof.” I pulled the dress down my body and fiddled with it until it was hugging me and supporting my breasts like Tali’s black tube dress was, then I looked at Yola and felt warm at seeing my sister-mate dressed like a classy woman about to go out on the town.

“Good work as usual sis, but you forgot the high-heels!” Yola pulled out a canister of Omni-gel and used her omni-tool to quickly fabricate a pair of silvery heels and tossed them to me. At least they account for the three-toe feet and partial digitigrade morphology of our legs. I’ve even heard some racist human calling us ‘dog-legs’. Pfft, joke’s on that asshole, the diamond dogs and other canine species of the Empire should have that title.

“Alright then! Let’s go drop some jaws, ladies!” Tali put her arms around our waists and she led us out of our room.

[1001100 01101001 01101110 01100101]

“For the last time Doctor Chakwas! I’m fine! I’m healthy now!” Tali huffed in irritation as Chakwas fretfully scanned Tali for the umpteenth time where she was sitting in a sterilized suspension bubble in the med-bay. Alongside our own bubbles.

The crew not in the know, instead of seeing this as a reveal of our health, instead thought we were comitting suicide. They forcibly brought us to Chakwas where she shooed everyone away with her brusque bedside manner and was now dutifully scanning Tali since she knew Yola and I were fine.

“Even so, I cannot in good conscience let you go without scanning you to make sure you’re healthy.” Chakwas declared as she ran the whole battery of non-invasive tests one-by-one.

“She is fine, doctor.” Shrodinger said in a slight German accent as he now sat on Tali’s head in the bubble. Hmph, of course, he never actually spoke to me before, yet he talks to this bitch?

“Hello Shrodinger, please don’t interrupt my medical scans.” The doctor replied casually. Casually, to an entity of Chaos.

“But she’s-.”

“Out. Of. My. Scanner.” Chakwas intoned grimly and Shrodinger was suddenly sitting on a nearby table. “Thank you.”

“Jawoll, Nora.” Shrodinger greeted me with his cute voice as his tail wiggled.

“Why are you talking now? In all the decades you’ve been acting as my courier cat for Marrow you never spoke a word.” I grumbled from where I was with Yola at the back of the bubble.

“My boss told me not to talk. Now his mistress told me I could.” Shrodinger explained, as if that meant anything and everything. “Anyway, good job. Now with Tali healthy, I’m sure negotiations will go well.”

“Why does this interest you or your master anyway? Aren’t you an entity of Chaos?” Yola questioned, matching my own line of thought. I’d always assumed Schrodinger was Discord’s servant or something from the files I’d managed to find about him.

“Chaos? No, I’m a vampire. A creature of the night and under the beck and call of the Night Mistress. I just happen to be Everywhere and Nowhere.” Schrodinger purred, the big orange tabby cat looked as pleased as anything in his little Nazi vest now that I realize it wasn’t just a military jacket the intelligent housecat was wearing. Wait.

“Oh no~! Hellsing? This universe has Hellsing?” I whined pitifully, worried I may encounter an Alexander Anderson demanding I worship God or he’ll stab me for being a heathen.

“Nope! Apparently my master, his mistress and friend, my wife and I are what Wiatr calls ‘references’. We’re Vampires of Cainhurst from the Painting of Ash.” Schrodinger mewed and I whined.

“Bloodborne? Just what else is the Empire composed of references to? I got the My Little Pony reference from Marrow and his talk about the Princesses, but he never really went into detail on all of the different reference materials that seem to compose your society.” I sighed in resignation. I knew I’d gotten pulled into something weird when I decided to stick with Marrow, but damn this is complicated.

“My Little Pony, Dark Souls, DOOM, Bloodborne, CoC, TiTS, Halo, Star Wars and I think a bit of Greek myth. That’s not all of it, but there’s so much it’s a cultural melting pot that rivals the entirety of the Empire.” Schrodinger tossed out before he began licking his paw and wiping his face.

“Jesus H Christ. I thought I had it odd enough being Displaced in a Mass Effect universe.” I groaned while Tali was looking at Schrodinger curiously instead of complaining to Chakwas.

“Try being dumped in one war, told by a serpent that she’s dumping you into the past and wants you to make a rebellion to close a time loop.” Schrodinger chuckled, but his words…a serpent lady? Time travel? Why does that-?

‘01100100 01101111 00100000 01100001 01101110 01100100 01110010 01101111 01101001 01100100 01110011 00100000 01100100 01110010 01100101 01100001 01101101 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01100101 01101100 01100101 01100011 01110100 01110010 01101001 01100011 00100000 01110011 01101000 01100101 01100101 01110000’

[1001100 01101001 01101110 01100101]

“You seem like a nice person.”

“H-hello? Who’s there?”

“Just somebody who needs help.”

[1001100 01101001 01101110 01100101]

Beginning startup…

Gethworks. Service For All…

Loading Custom OS…

OS: Unified Nexus Platform 4.20 Starting…

Boot-up Sequence Complete, Hello World!

My eyes snapped open and I cringed, the pain of the light spiking my headache-.

Headache?

“Are you okay sis?” Yola asked me as she leaned over the examination light of the med-bay and blocked out the blinding pain-causing light.

[Warning, Update] Ow~! The cant of that Reaper program still hurts to hear. Okay, so I got an unexplained, unexpected update. Why does it more closely mimic biological life? Ow~! I could’ve gone the rest of my however-long life without headaches!

“I’ll be fine. Please get me away from bright light. I have a headache…” I covered my eyes and tried to sit up-whoa~...nausea...sitting up bad, lying back down...

“Hm, I wonder why my mention of the Serpents made you update. I should talk to their mother.” Schrodinger said and began to leave before Yola grabbed his tail hard enough to make him yowl.

“You little bosh’tet. You’d better not bring back anything that will cause my sister to do a full update again so soon. She’s only done this three times, each one more intense than the last.” Yola snarled and the tabby vanished.

“I don’t...feel so good.” I groaned, before I turned to the side and vomited up blue bile. Eugh…

“A machine, sick? Just what are you Geth?” Chakwas questioned with awe and concern as she gave the glowing blue fluid, which just had to be Argent, a wide berth.

“Nora is unique, doctor. The Empire could explain it better, since it’s a common phenomenon with them. She isn’t actually Geth besides her being adopted by us and accepted in our Collective. She’s a Living Intelligence like she told you before. She was originally human even.” Yola said as she rubbed my back and I kept my eyes closed as I laid on my side.

“Hm, I’ll speak to Martra about it then. There’s nothing I can do to help her, please take her to her bed.” Chakwas gently requested and I moaned in protest as someone took my armpits and someone else took my feet before they carried me away.

[1001100 01101001 01101110 01100101]

[Update] Ow~...thanks. For waking me up too.

The update program is trying it’s best to fight off the incompatibilities between my even more advanced software and my previously suitable chassis. Said chassis is simulating illness because I had grown so much within my system that I’m overflowing into otherwise redundant systems, like sickness simulation to help fit into situations where an epidemic is going on.

Oh and my body synthesizes Argent now too. Great. First Omni-gel, then milk, now Argent. I’m just a fucking factory. Can I retire? Be hooked up to hoses all day everyday? I’ll take that over being a space-faring adventurer, info-broker and spy. So long as my lovers don’t neglect me.

“Hm~!” I heard and looked down to see Yola sucking my blue glowing cock. It was enjoyable, but I felt like such shit right now that even getting blown isn’t doing much for me.

“What are you doing?” I groaned and tried to relax as Yola pleasured me.

“Trying to figure out how to make Argent too. I’m also giving you some loving attention.” Yola told me with a smile before going back down on me and I grunted as the pleasure spiked and I felt my chassis respond accordingly. Yola groaned as she got a huge load and her body shined blue before her belly swelled up with the Argent that has apparently been produced by my semen ‘glands’. “Whoa~! That is somehow even tangier than Celise’s Argent.”

“I wouldn’t know. I haven’t had Argent since the last time we visited Rannoch.” I grumbled before my phallus retracted into me. “Listen, Yola. I’m so big of a program now that I can barely fit into this chassis. My nanites are working to upgrade it, but I may need a whole new chassis whenever we get the chance. If I get much bigger, I may go dormant.”

“We’ll be seeing Van and Marrow at the summit. We can request if the data mining from Star Swirl’s drive has resulted in further secrets.” Yola replied as she rubbed her pregnant-looking glowing blue belly. That’s a bit disturbing, the glowing bit. Used to be it didn’t matter what it was we ingested, it would just bloat us, not thin our flesh or something. Wait!

“Marrow?!” I perked up, my sickness nothing in the face of the joy the thought of seeing my future husband gave me.

“He’s the Imperial Ambassador to the Geth, remember? He’s the one who is definitely going to be there. If not, then I don’t know who it could be or why.” Yola commented before she perked up. “Oh! This is, your variation of Argent is different. It’s less a biological slurry and more of a straight synthesis of liquid Argent. It’s like the condensed milk version of the normal milk.”

“Yay, I’m a factory.” I blandly replied in spite of how pleased that generally made me. I’d be happier about it if I didn’t feel like crap.

“How is she?” Tali asked the instant she entered, still wearing her borrowed dress. In fact, I missed the fact that Yola was still wearing her dress too, same with me, although the bottom of it was rolled up from Yola giving me a blowjob.

“She’s doing better, but she still feels terrible because she’s essentially grown too big for her systems, so now her active processes are spilling over into redundant systems, like sickness simulation.” Yola reported for me and I groaned as I nodded in confirmation.

“So big that even an advanced chassis is...just how powerful are you Nora?” Tali asked with a bit of awe and concern. “I don’t know if there are mobile chassis big enough to handle someone with so much processing power.”

“Considering the Empire has droids powerful enough to control entire dreadnoughts, I’m sure there are, it’ll just take some doing on our part.” Yola replied before she leaned down and kissed my forehead. “You keep resting sis.”

“Sorry for being so sickly…” I remember how often I’ve become an invalid, bound to a bed either because of pregnancy or my systems screwing up with something. Yola has never been ‘sick’ a day of her life, before or after gaining proper sapience.

“Don’t apologize for being alive.” Yola gently replied and squeezed my hand before she stood up and pulled the dress down over her belly, which left barely enough dress to reach below her groin. “Okay, let’s get back out there and show off to the crew. The more they adjust to the truth of things, the less it’ll come back to haunt us.”

“I’ve already got several of the men wrapped around my finger. Who knew if you showed some cleavage that human men would become drooling idiots?” Tali questioned as she opened the door.

“Every woman since the dawn of humanity.” Yola answered as she waddled out of the room and blew me a kiss before locking the door behind her. I snickered to myself after they left and sighed as I prepared to trigger my override. Being sick sucks, organic or synthetic, it doesn’t matter. I’m totally going to kick Star Swirl’s ass for including this feature.

Whatever. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?