Nexus Effect

by Silverwolfdemon

Ch.58

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Ch.58

“I should’ve requested more reinforcements…” Saren muttered to himself as he looked through his anti-armor sniper cannon’s scope at the sheer numbers of droids assembled on the island he’d managed to land the stealth freighter provided along with the squad of STG.

This was the only form of civilization on the previously unknown planet of Virmire. It was an exotic and lush world of water with millions of little islands and a few larger island chains around it’s single continent. It was a paradise to be sure, especially for Levo-protein races. The moment this situation was dealt with, colonization efforts would be in full swing for this blue pearl of a world.

However, first, they had to deal with Avitus and his campaign of galactic genocide. Or rather, the campaign of the Abominable Intelligences known as the Reapers. His orders were to try and capture Avitus for rehabilitation, since Tela, Benezia and Shiala proved that the Reaper Indoctrination, while insidious, was able to be canceled out by, ironically, being enthralled by another source.

“But how am I going to get to you Avitus, when you’re hiding behind an army of soulless machines?” Saren muttered before he got a ping on his omni. “Go for Saren.”

“Spectre Saren, Captain Kirrahe here. We’ve managed to get some bugs past those dull-witted drones. The news is not good.” The leader of the STG attachment accompanying him stated.

“Since when is it ever? What is Avitus up to?” Saren had some hope that they could deal with this immediately rather than call for the hierarchy to storm the place and turn this island into an inferno. Garden worlds like Virmire were precious and not lightly to be stricken with war.

“That facility is cloning a krogan army, an army that is cured of the Genophage.” Kirrahe’s words filled Saren with dread. This immediately went past being potentially salvageable to a worst-case scenario.

“Damn it. Start sending emergency transmissions-.” Saren was interrupted by a railgun shot coming from the sky like a damned meteor and smashing into the droid army assembled on the island. The fact that shot didn’t annihilate the island said it was a low-yield round, possibly even an empty hollow round, but those were illegal...then his omni was pinged. “Who is this?!”

“Sorry about the surprise, didn’t want the clankers to get time to move.” A gruff krogan’s voice replied and the video connected to reveal a face he recognized from his latest high-profile dossiers: Urdnot Wrex, recognized as the leader of the newly formed Krogan Protectorate.

“What are you doing here?! This is a Spectre operation! Clear out!” Saren snarled, but he didn’t hold out hope that the krogan would listen.

“Sorry, I’m with the Empire. I’m not under your jurisdiction. I know what’s at stake here and I’m not going to leave the galaxy at risk when I could do something about it. The only reason I didn’t have us bombard their base was because it has something important inside, something that we need if we’re going to prevent the Reapers from arriving enmasse.” Urdnot Wrex replied grimly as the sound of a ship nearing the island came to his ears.

“Well then, I hope you have a good pilot. The anti-ship batteries of this island are rather intense.” Saren warned as was his duty. He couldn’t just let a foreign diplomat die without first trying to properly inform them of the risks they were stupidly taking.

“Already dealt with.” Saren wondered what Urdnot meant when the sound of the ship became incredibly notable and he turned to gawk at the icy-blue old Hegemony frigate landing on the beach head furthest from the base on the opposite side of the island. It matched the color of the sky! The targeting systems of the base...it was so simple it was brilliant!

“I’m heading for your ship.” Saren replied and hung up with a snarl. This mission got both even more stressful, yet also much easier. He wouldn’t say it to the krogan, but Urdnot Wrex probably just saved the lives of his men.

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“So this is what retirement is like?” Penny asked as she sunned in the nude on the lounge chair I’d made for her using Omni-gel while I continued to make more furniture for the mansion with Yola’s help. Meanwhile, the rest of the crew either took the Kodiak to town for fun and to pick up groceries, or helped with the feng shui like Ashley and Kaidan were arguing over inside.

“I wouldn’t know. I used to be a gymnastics instructor.” I shrugged and kept weaving.

“What is this armor doing here?!” Ashley yelped from inside, either in rage or shock at the highly advanced scrap metal in the basement of the mansion. Ah, right. I told them about it, but didn’t bother showing it to them since everyone was kinda in relaxation mode.

“I told you about it! Just leave it be for now!” I called inside through the patio doors before Yola and I finished making the recliner for the living room and Yola promptly picked up the silvery chair to take it inside. “So, what was with that question, Penny?”

“Hm...just considering how great this is. Just relaxing, no stress, no galactic threats to fret over. Well, that I have on my plate anyway. I have faith in Wrex and the others, I know they’ll get the job done.” Penny stretched out, her F-cup breasts bobbing enticingly and she looked at me with a knowing smirk. “Sorry we haven’t banged in a few days, even if lack of furniture was part of it. I’m just unwound now to the point that I don’t need sex to destress.”

“I got you babe, it’s alright. I’m just a hopeless pervert.” I checked my HUD for more renovation projects...nothing that’s urgent. That recliner was the last ‘essential’ piece of furniture and the rest are just optional things I could do whenever. With that, I yanked off my T-shirt and shimmied out of my shorts to join Penny in sunning naked in the chair next to her. “Mm, I made these chairs really cozy.”

“They’re basically breathable metal-mesh hammocks that don’t conduct heat somehow. I’m fighting off falling asleep.” Penny sighed as she reached over and gently clasped her hand with mine. We were so relaxed that we barely noticed when a giant crab about the size of a dog, well Rannoch’s analog of a crab, climbed up over the cliff and grabbed my clothes before going back into the ocean. “Oh, one of those cloth-thieves made off with your clothes.”

“Meh, I can just make more out of Omni-gel.” Those crabs were tasty, but had an irritating attraction to cloth fibers. The only reason they weren’t storming the mansion, after the first night anyway, was because I figured out they just wanted the fibers and converted all of the furniture to a metallic textile instead. They still harass us for our clothes, but a good amount of our wardrobes aren’t cloth anyway. Tali said something about them using them for nests?

“Yeah, but I prefer you naked anyway.” Penny giggled and I snorted in agreement. We’re just a couple of sexy bitches enjoying our time together. Plenty to see here, go ahead and stare.

“If the gene mods they gave us didn’t make us resistant to sunburn, I’d say you should come inside, Penny.” Ashley huffed as she began stripping down the moment she got onto the patio and once nude, laid her pale ass out on the chair next to me. “Mm~.”

“Shame it doesn’t help you tan, since tanning is basically your body’s response to adjusting to UV rays. Your pasty ass could use a bit more color.” I reached over and patted her hip and she swatted at my hand with a snort.

“Naw, Williams never tan. My brother won’t shut up about it.” Ashley replied before Yola, already naked, laid on the chair on her other side. “This is the life.”

“I thought you were a woman of action, Ash.” Yola commented and got no reply, so we all just dozed in the sun, ignoring another crab stealing Ash’s clothes.

“Wow. If I wasn’t already involved in this, I’d be damn jealous of whoever was.” Tali commented when she came out onto the patio and looked ready to go hiking with her sun hat, boots, backpack, along with tank-top and jean shorts. “I’m guessing none of you are up for some exploring in the forest?”

“Naw.” I replied, content to just lie here with the others, they mirrored my response.

“Alright, just be careful. Resistant to sunburn or not, you shouldn’t stay out here for long. Rannoch’s sun is much warmer than Earth’s.” Tali warned before she went off on her own little adventure. That girl has absolutely no chill. It’s one adventure to the next with her. How ironic, considering her biggest dream in canon was just to settle down on Rannoch.

“So, what’s this armor Ashley mentioned?” Penny asked with a smirk.

“The armor could have revolutionized mechanized combat, which is a shame since this guy most likely died in the morning war and never got to the migrant fleet.” I answered while I rubbed her knuckles with my thumb.

“Well, now we can do something about it. Even though it’s a rusted hunk of junk, the design is there, we could use it as a basis.” Yola replied as the wind picked up and cooled us off a bit.

“Speaking of junk, how much did the migrant fleet produce?” Ashley asked, since said fleet was essentially disbanding, with liveships being dismantled and remade into battleships at the shipyards as people settled on the planet.

“A lot, but with our recycling methods, it’s only a drop in the bucket of what we need to fight off the Reapers.” I replied before I cooed when Penny’s hand reached up and grabbed my D-cup breast. “I take it you’re bored now?”

“Eeyup.” Penny replied before she half-rolled, half-jumped from her chair to mine, mashing our tits together as she kissed me and I grabbed her tight ass.

“If we’re going to do this, let’s get inside. It’s hot enough out here.” Ashley huffed as she stood up and led Yola into the house, Penny and I followed shortly, giggling like ninnies.

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“I’m still not exactly comfortable with this.” Laiel muttered as he looked down from his home in the Presidium’s tower at the railgun aimed for the inactive Mass Relay that their numerous sources as well as backed by Spectre Shepard’s warnings declared was the main method by which the Reapers would arrive and begin their genocide.

“With what?” Asked his mate as she wrapped her arms around his chest and nuzzled the back of his neck.

“With keeping an armed railgun aimed at a piece of infrastructure. If it is in any way active, shooting it would be nearly as bad as letting Reapers attack.” Laiel sighed and crooned when she dove her fingers into his genital slit. “Mm~, which of you is it?”

“It’s me. Medulla is still sleeping.” Messana purred when she hooked her throat to his shoulder. “After this crisis is resolved, I’ll need a replacement for my maternity leave.”

“I know.” Laiel reached behind him to caress his mate’s stomach. Within her grew an asari born of their union, a child he would never live long enough to see grow into adulthood.

“Aw, all this tender love is being spoiled by melancholy!” Messana yelped and Laiel purred when Medulla, the Imperial Ambassador and their new mutual lover wrapped her hands that looked exactly like Messana’s around them both. “I know exactly what kind of therapy will help with that~.”

“Again?” Messana asked in disbelief, which both impressed and amused Laiel to find the amorous and lustful woman actually had a limit to her sexual appetite, which Medulla exceeded by leagues. “I’m still exhausted from the both of you going at me like crazy. I’m taking a bath, you two work out the rest of your energy.” Messana kissed his throat and did the same with Medulla before the blue turian-like woman sauntered to the bathroom.

“Now then, let’s get rid of that melancholy.” Medulla, who currently looked as if she was Messana’s twin sister, pulled him back to bed and Laiel’s mandibles clicked eagerly. Ever since they invited her along a few days ago, life just seemed better.

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“Seriously babe?” Urta sighed in fond exasperation as she shook her head at her wife.

“Hey, if you don’t come around, We don’t have our best outlet for our needs!” Wiatr pouted at her most cherished of wives, her First-Mate so to speak, considering she’s married to all four of her selves, she couldn’t exactly claim that title for herself four times over.

“But to nearly turn the non-Displaced hero of the situation into a cum-dump? It’s bad enough you pumped their Displaced for her cum and bred dozens of biomechanical babies on top of putting her and that Cat-Kut’s semen directly into the breeding program.” Urta bemoaned and sat in the chair next to the bed of their bedchambers which was large enough to fit a football field and the bed itself was like three flatbed trailers side-by-side.

“She handled it.” Wiatr huffed and put her rodent snout into the air. “We had a feeling they would be able to deal with the situation, even if We turned her into a condom.”

“But what about any of our wives? Were you seriously left alone when we have a Law that you are not to be left alone?” Urta mewled as she fiddled with the fancy dancy holographic gauntlet called an Omni-Tool the Milky Way has everywhere. The fact it’s a microchip she has to keep in her slime was annoying, but at least it was incredibly useful.

“That law still bites ass and spits on our rights to privacy!” Wiatr declared indignantly and Urta growled at her.

“You lost those rights when you flooded a planet with cum!” Urta rebutted, but her balls ached at remembering how incredible that SNAFU was.

“They were a protein-dependent aquatic species! They appreciated it!” Wiatr snarled and her breasts seemed to engorge.

“You impregnated their entire species simultaneously!” Urta shouted as she stood up and stopped at the edge of the bed while her wife crawled closer.

“It was awesome!” Wiatr declared as she got on her knees and gripped Urta’s shoulders.

“That’s not the point-mm~!” They collided, kissing, pawing desperately at each other, ripping clothes and armor away as they-.

“Ahem!” The two sexual dynamos that were the paired Goddesses of Fertility paused and mewled at the disapproving tone of Velka, who leered at them in disappointment.

“Uh, hi mom.” Wiatr whined at her Displacer, who wagged a disapproving finger at her.

“Don’t you ‘hi mom’ me young lady! You violated several laws and now I need to take punishment from your hide!” Velka screeched, the busty crow-woman raising a cat-o-nine-tails.

“I’ll give you babies!” Wiatr pleaded with her mother figure and Displacer.

“You’ve overbred enough for one century! Bend over!” Velka ordered and Urta, compulsed by her, held Wiatr with her big booty aimed at Velka who reared her whip back.

“No-ahn~! Y-you know-ah~! I hate when you-oh~! Force my masochistic side out~!”

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“Oof...that was good.” Penny grunted as she rubbed her fecund swell, stuffed full of mine and Yola’s cum to the point her 6-foot across radiant mocha belly dominated the bed. Off to the side, Tali and Ashley were in a similar state, but only half as big with bellies the size of yoga balls where they made-out and cooperatively worshiped Yola’s cock as I finished inside of Penny.

“It sucks we still have to use condoms.” Tali said between kissing Ash and licks of Yola’s glans.

“The fact I just watched you two stuff her with two separate condoms with literally both Tali and I’s amount in cum combined was fucking awesome though.” Ash said between kisses and licks.

“Excuse me, would you like me to connect all of the new Wifi devices?” A British butler voice asked from the house intercom. “And hello, I am Jaenn'Fesar, operating system of this home designed by the once famous Caem'Seerah Systems Company. It is wonderful to have new residents, sorry about the long boot-up, but I was stored in the armor by Caem’Seerah when the Quarian Confederacy Military came to shut down his VI projects such as myself. He was gunned down by them in the foyer after he refused to give up his research.”

“Yes please. Oh, Jarvis, we don’t have anything for you to do, so feel free to idle.” I called out before I kissed and licked around the purple navel pearl that gave Penny her incredible ability to retain fluids beyond her body’s amazing elasticity.

“I am not designated as Jarvis, I am Jaenn’Fesar.”

“Well then Jaenn, we don’t have anything for you to do, so after you connect the Wifi, feel free to idle.” I pulled out of Penny, who sighed in a mixture of disappointment and relaxation.

“Acknowledged. Who should I register as the Admin?”

“All of us.” I replied and laid down next to Penny to snuggle while Yola grunted and began feeding Tali her meal.

“Hm, fuck, feels good to know I’m not making mods for her anymore.” Yola grunted as Tali took it like a champ.

“Yeah, shame. I almost want to see if she could’ve gotten even bigger.” Ashley joked as she groped Tali’s breasts while she deepthroated and gulped down the liquid repast that was inflating her belly to match Penny in girth.

“If she did, she’d be too big for most enviro-suits, bitch.” Yola grunted as she straddled Tali’s belly to keep feeding her.

“Yeah, she’d have to have special-order suits for her fat tits.” Ash growled and sucked on Tali’s left nipple, which made Tali shudder and squeeze Yola’s ass tighter in her hands.

“Pup, come here so I can use you.” I told Ashley as I sat on the edge of the bed, legs splayed out as Penny suckled from my breast.

“Yes mistress!” Ashley chirped and crawled across the synthetic carpet, her belly dragging along until she reached the bed and began to suck me off. I grabbed her head and started to thrust. This vacation is fucking awesome.

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