Nexus Effect

Ch.63

“I thought we were waiting for us to have these kids first.” I huffed indignantly as I was carried by a giant net underneath the futuristic equivalent of a Boeing CH-47 Chinook. Sure, my flesh felt fucking fantastic being pressed on by this net, the wind was absolutely wonderful, I’ve came a few times just from this stimulation, but still, I was hoping to stay home for at least a while.

“Sweetie, you’re going to get gigantic. I don’t think the mansion is up to handling that degree of sexiness.” Marrow mewled as she sat in my cleavage and pet my head. Tali and Ashley were with Yola where she was being carried by another not-a-Chinook.

“How big do you-mm~, think?” I asked as I shivered from another weak orgasm. I mean, I’m already as big as a fucking hot-air balloon, which gets on average...50 feet in diameter at the widest? I’m already twice as big as I got the second time around, if rounder rather than oval.

“I don’t know, but granny and auntie told me to put you somewhere you can grow.” Marrow mewled uneasily as she provided a flask from her cleavage and presented it to my lips. I hummed happily as I chugged at the nutrient-rich breast milk and cum slurry that was apparently produced by Harmonia, Urta and Wiatr constantly. It may not be Omni-gel, but it still helps. It especially helps that flasks like this are linked directly to the source.

“Mm, ah~. Thanks. I was feeling a bit low.” I patted my tits as I rubbed my womb with my legs. “I’m sorry for turning our honeymoon into a desperation-fueled breeding frenzy.”

“For the last time sweetie, I understand and there’s nothing to forgive. Look, if it’ll help, I’m stuck in this with you now.” Marrow flushed and I blinked. “I mean, I’ll be your primary sperm donor. I-I’ll also be getting pretty enormous too.”

“Huh? I know Yola and I really gave it to you when you had us pump you too, but I thought I married a husband, not a wife.” I chuckled when Marrow made her baby-belly swell into my face, so I kissed her Navel Pearl before her womb retreated back into a washboard stomach.

“Don’t play word games with me!” Marrow huffed and flushed with her cheeks puffed up in a pout. Oh~ my mate has possibly chosen to prefer her feminine side hm? My changeling wife is such a fucking sexy babe that I wouldn’t mind if she decided to prefer being female.

“Heh, okay. So, where are they taking us?” I asked my wife curiously as we flew over the ocean.

“Your own private islands. They’re large, but haven’t gotten the terraforming treatment, so they’re still arid and sparse when it comes to large flora.” Marrow informed me, but it took a second for me to notice the important bits.

“Um, islands? As in plural?” I asked with a mixture of queasiness and desire.

“Yeah, there’s two islands really close together and of similar size not too far from the mansion. Granny and Auntie insist you be given as much room as possible after I told them the situation and they consulted Hermais, your Displacer.” Marrow explained as she rubbed my scalp and I shuddered in another faint orgasm.

“Th-that gigantic?” I asked breathlessly as I rubbed my womb with both legs and arms.

“Bigger if I pump you fuller, but let’s not. The fleet of supply tankers and other craft are going to be taxed enough bringing you materials and shipping off your production. The scanners show you’re producing Argent, Omni-gel and mod milk all at once in these big sloshing beauties of yours, but they’re only dispensing one product at a time, so they’re going to need access to your systems to switch which is being dispensed on command.” Marrow informed me and I moaned.

“So fucking big, so fucking sexy. Oh~ fuck me Marrow~!” I pleaded as I tried to hump my underbelly, but my whole front aside from my tits have become one solid continuous belly by this point. I’m surprised this chassis doesn’t have the means to reconstitute my limbs like the Navel Pearl does for its users.

“Sorry Nora, I can’t do that. It’ll be hard enough being your immobile egg broodmother and having to implant our clutches into surrogates with you being overtaxed.” Marrow mewled unhappily at not being allowed to fuck me fuller, but this made me even hornier!

“H-how fucking pregnant are you? You didn’t tell us.” I breathlessly asked as I rubbed her thighs and kissed her stomach, which she let swell a bit for me to nuzzle and kiss my babies in her belly.

“L-let’s just say I may take after granny more than I thought…” Marrow mumbled with a vibrant flush as she cradled her womb. “I’m going to end up bigger than Queen Mesosoma got in her first encounter with Wiatr before she’d ascended. So at least bigger than 20 feet across.”

“Oh~ Marrow. I fucking love you, you sexy brood-bug!” I declared and pushed her onto her back, making her yelp before I dove for her cunt to devour her delicious folds.

“Oh~! Ahn! Nora~!”

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“Aw~ they ruined the paint job~!” Penny wailed in despair at the black scorch marks on the side of the Armax Armada’s light-duty hull. It didn’t melt only because it took just one or two hits before everyone packed inside like sardines leaped out to her defense. The fact that Wrex, EDI, Chrysalis, Liara and an unknown alien of a completely new species all managed to squeeze into the light-duty van was impressive.

Then again, one is a droid and another is a shape-shifter, so they likely contorted in the back. “Holy shit Shepard, your ass looks fucking incredible in that thing.” Leave it to Wrex to notice her modded body’s perfect rear. Penny fought to keep her happy-dance inward that even with her other feminine attribute hidden, she was so damn sexy that just her ass was enough to ID her.

“Gee, thanks for noticing. I lost my guns on the way in, but this thing enhances my biotics to an obscene degree. I can fire biotic bolts constantly without overloading my chip since the suit acts as a heat sink and cooling system as well as amplifying the efficiency.” Shepard informed her friends with a casual wave of her hand causing blue-violet ripples to waver in the air.

“So you’re suddenly an asari, got it. Let’s go kill this thing!” Wrex roared and led the charge into the giant robot-ship.

“So, you’re Commander Shepard? Everyone I’ve met has glowing praise for you.” The new alien-does he have toad quad-eyes?-in the red armor commented as they ran through the ship, which was eerily barren. No Indoctrinated slaves, no Husks, no droids aside from the initial defense force in the hangar.

“That’s me. Who are you?” Shepard asked out of professional curiosity since they had to stop for a door that Chrys and EDI were slicing into.

“Javik, likely the last living Prothean. Especially after we kill the core of this monster.” Penny wasn’t even surprised by this point. Unicorns exist, anything could happen in this universe.

“Good to meet you, hopefully you survive to see your species return. From what I’ve learned of the Empire, they can do it.” Commander Shepard nodded towards Chrys, who idly waved back without turning her whole focus away from the door.

“I’m aware. It’s the only thing giving me hope right now.” Javik admitted before the door opened and they ran into what had to be the Core, which filled Shepard with incredible disgust. “So...crude.”

The ‘Core’ was a suspended giant flesh-and-metal Prothean in the fetal position with cables running from all along it’s spine into the ship/robot. [It is not too late. You can still submit to the Cycle, to become eternal, as I have become.] Sovereign’s voice thundered from all around them as Chrys and EDI ran to the console and began to hack into it. [You are Kin, why do you betray the Cycle?]

“Because you are the malfunction! Organic life has just as much, if not more right to exist than we do! If it wasn’t for them, we wouldn’t exist! Now die you stupid VI!” Chrys roared before she jammed her finger-port into the console and Sovereign suddenly went silent, gravity failed, the atmosphere rapidly began venting so everyone checked their EVA gear for leaks.

“VI?” Jarvik questioned them as he stared at the floating giant corpse that was the distilled genetic codex of his people. It was disturbingly like looking at a stillborn fetus still in the womb.

“The Reapers never reached what you call a Singularity of AI. They’re not true intelligence, but as close as can be. They have the knowledge of the organics that made them up, but so does the Extranet. They also have no free wil, and follow an AI embedded in the Citadel from what mother told me a few years ago. This is all following the vague command of ‘preserving organic life’. This was its idiotic plan to do so.” Chrys gestured to the floating giant.

“Wait, there's an AI on the citadel trying to preserve organic life? Why the fuck is it making Reapers then? What idiots made an AI and then gave it such a loose directive?” Shepard asked in disgust as she used her suit’s thrusters to help the others start moving to the way back.

“Mom didn’t tell me. Now then, let's get out of here. We have a lot of work to do.” Chrys declared and everyone nodded in agreement as Shepard helped them to the door they came in.

“Why does this place look disturbing like a womb?” Wrex asked as he looked around behind them. “Wait, the door. Is it shaped like a vagina?”

“What?” Shepard asked and looked at the door, then down the hall that had almost no branching paths from the hangar they-. “Well...I guess they follow some odd organic design philosophy, but why have a single, isolated entrance to the ‘womb’ of the ship?”

“Maybe it was intended as a security measure? We just got lucky we went for the right hole.” EDI snickered as they reached the hangar and prepared to dogpile into the Armax Armada. Shepard wasn’t going in though, it was a tight enough squeeze and she’d be better off as auxiliary propulsion anyway.

“Whatever the case, at least this is done and we can learn from this to be prepared for what’s to come.” Liara declared and paused. “Wait, hold on, can Sovereign still Indoctrinate even now?”

“Yeah, so anyone analyzing any part of this thing will need changeling enthrallment afterward to clear it up. We may have to even repurpose captured droids and rebuild broken ones to do most of the busywork since the Indoctrination only works on organics. With Sovereign dead, there’s nothing risking artificial instances here.”

“I’m shocked we haven’t seen any Geth.” Wrex commented making everyone tense.

“That might be bad. We may have to hunt them down.” Shepard looked around, not seeing any Geth, just floating bits of broken droids.

“That’s a problem for another day. Let’s get out of here, get declared big-damn-heroes and get fucking wasted.” Wrex huffed as they all entered the van.

“Oh, Javik, I got all the data of scientific, historical and cultural advancement of the Protheans bound up in a data bundle I can’t really understand, do you-?” Chrys asked before she closed the back door where she was wedged between Wrex and EDI against the inner wall.

“You have a Ciphered Beacon? Yes, give it here!” Javik declared before he closed the passenger door and Liara was driving.

Heh, Shepard had to snicker at the hilarious scenario, her stuck pushing the car while everyone else was relaxing inside.

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“So. That is a Reaper.” Laiel grimly commented as he, Messana, Valern, Medulla and several other political leaders all looked out at the derelict super-dreadnought that looked like a purple metal earth cuttlefish from the minimum-safe-distance imposed by the changelings and droids already working to dissect the ship. The changelings, while not immune, were resistant to Indoctrination, which the monster did even when dead, so they could work on the robotic ship longer and be cleared of the brainwashing faster after they leave it.

“Just one nearly wiped out the Citadel defense fleet.” Messana breathed out in disbelief and fear as she rubbed her flat stomach in a way that every Imperial recognized.

“This is an astronomically worse outcome than we ever could have imagined. We all need to prepare for an all-out war. Each of us. We cannot rely on a single military to defeat them.” Valern declared grimly before the Councilors turned to address the assembled ambassadors and other government leaders. They were all in attendance, from the Krogan Protectorate’s representative, a female named Bakura, to the current Dalatrass of the Salarian Union who kept as far as respectfully possible from said female.

“As you can see, this is not something to debate. These monsters are ancient, cunning. They are not even AI, but VI bent on the systematic annihilation of each of our races. The fact that it was Chrysanthemum, an Imperial LI that was instrumental in it’s death, we of the Council officially declare, that all remaining restrictions limiting AI and their organic-born LI cousins from being declared citizens are to be removed from our doctrine. We need their help if we are going to survive.” Laiel declared with authority over the congregation who still looked past the Council at the super-dreadnought.

This, of course, sparked muttering in the crowd, but Laiel wasn’t surprised that there would be some excitement mixed in with dissent. “That said, if any of you wish to remain unwilling to do so, you can continue to disbar military AI from travel to your sectors, but to do the same with born LI is to deny them inalienable rights and will be punished.” Messanda added, which made Medulla pout unhappily, but Laiel already talked to her about this. It was a concession, nothing more.

“Very well, but on other matters, you’ve stated that the Krogan Protectorate is going to be cured of the Genophage to try and boost their numbers?” The Dalatrass brought up, because of course the Salarian Union needed to bring up their grievances regarding the krogan.

“I don’t care for your tone, but I understand your concern. Yes, as much as we don’t like it, we’re going to need to be mass-bred and have the offspring’s age accelerated if we’re going to be of serious use against these things.” Urdnot Bakura, clan-sister to the Matriarch Urdnot Bakara announced with a shake of her head. “We’re meant for war, it’s in our blood. If the galaxy needs us again, then who are we to deny it our aid?”

“Besides, after they’ve provided 1,000,000 soldiers through what we call the Kiminoan Process, we’ll distribute the planned fix for them having only clutches of eggs up to 20 at a time instead of 1000.” Medulla announced and Bakura nodded in agreement.

“O-one million tank-bred krogan soldiers?” The Dalatrass sounded faint while everyone else seemed a mixture of unsure and relieved.

“We could offer the Salarian Union a similar, if different process, one that extends your people’s life-spans as well as your gender ratios.” Medulla said and the Dalatrass gaped at her like a fish. “Just think about it. Our breeding programs are always on offer, now would be a good time to leap at the opportunity to prepare for war.” Medulla smiled in a devious way that made Laiel’s groin tingle and Messana leaned towards him to whisper.

“She is so attractive right now.” Messana purred as the Imperial Ambassador scooped up the audience into arranging deals so that they could all get on the coattails of the Empire to prepare for galactic war with this new threat.

“The food here is weird.” A fluffy snake stated as she walked into the room with food piled high on her plate while wearing what Laiel vaguely recognized what humans called a ‘Hawaiian’ shirt that strained around her heaving bosom and tan shorts that clung to her hips and buttocks like a second skin. “Hello~ cousin, I’m a tourist!” She waved to Medulla and waded into the crowd, causing no small amount of Chaos. Laiel just shook his head and sighed. These Imperials drive him to drink. “Your scotch was stolen by your assistant by the way.” The fluffy snake told him.

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*Gulp, gulp, gulp.* I quaffed down my milk, cum, Omni-gel and Argent slurry from the hose firmly affixed to my head by a mask and straps in a zen state I fondly remember from my first pregnancy. *Gulp, gulp, gulp.* How long have I been here? Eh...no idea. *Gulp, gulp, suck.* Huh? Who turned it off? I blinked and patted my breasts and womb. Far below I felt my fecundity crushing the island I’d been put on...however long ago.

The hoses in my obliques and navel had stopped flowing too, but the hoses attached somewhere on the far side of my breasts on my nipples still siphoned away my production and the power cable in my ass still thrummed with power to keep me going. “Mm?” I muffled through my nose, since the mask was locked and wasn’t going anywhere. Not after that time I fell asleep and it got stuck in my cleavage, pumping wasted materials into my inventory.

Then, I got my answer as pleasure pulsed through me, far more intense than the idle orgasms I got from the blustery winds and rains or the birds that landed on me and made nests in my cleavage. It’s time! “Mm~!” I spasmed as I began to convulse, my worries about birthing from this high answered by another tube, this one much bigger, slithered up my impossibly distended underbelly to insert into my vagina and forcibly open me up.

“Mm~! Mm-hm-hm~!” I screamed through my nose as I orgasmed over and over, bliss blinding me as the artificial birth canal literally took all effort from the process aside from my womb tightening to squeeze my little soldiers out of me~!

“Nora!” The familiar voice drew my attention between blissful oblivions and I looked up to see someone in the Iron-Man suit, who was obviously a woman, land on my right tit and kneel down. “Holy shit, you’ve only been at this for a few weeks?” Penny’s modulated voice asked as she patted my pale lavender faux flesh and I came again just from the contact.

“Mm~!” I panted and sucked on my feeding tube even though it wasn’t going to give me anything, the sensory overload was beyond heaven! Somewhere on the other island to my far right, Yola is experiencing the same thing! Ah~!

“Well, mind if I take a break? I feel like I’m gonna pop and your tits seem like the perfect bed.” Penny pressed her collar and the suit seemed to be sucked into it, revealing her sexy body now sported basketball-sized K-cup tits as she climbed up the hills of my breasts before sighing and beginning to grow! I came from the mounting pressure she was putting on me, my birth canal clenching on the machine that was delivering my babies as Penny rapidly reached 50 feet in diameter and kept going!

After that point, my brain was so far gone I lost track, but eventually I was dangling from my tits and Penny was snoring with her face near mine where her spherical body was nestled in my mountainous boobs. I have two more years of this? Fuck. Yes!