Nexus Effect

Ch.97

“Is this anything like a date?” Yola asked me in confusion as we spied on Chrys and Gidget. We’d shrunk down as small as we possibly could through the power of size-changing bullshit aided by our Navel Pearls too, then turned into our ship forms, which starting from our near-ant size left us about the size of beetles, so we could fly around and keep an eye on them.

Gidget took Chrys to the RIT cafe, where Gidget bewildered Chrys with seemingly nonsensical talk that sounded half-insane and half tech-babble. After they had drinks and flavored biscuits, Gidget then dragged Chrys to a movie theater, where Gidget hijacked one of the hologram projectors to give an impromptu lecture on the relativity of quantum mechanics and their limitations when faced with the law-breaking fields of magic, while also sounding like a total ditz.

After that, we followed them to a farm. An honest-to-goodness farm out in the fields away from Qwip-Qwip where they sat on a fence, watching the Space Cows graze while the sun reached twilight. “Yes, this is actually quite a good date to be honest. Even the hijacking of a projector to deliver a lecture to an unsuspecting audience turned out to work out surprisingly well.”

We hovered there, watching as they sat quietly and enjoyed the scenery. “...I had a good time.” I squealed inwardly and danced with Yola upon hearing Chrys admit that. “But…” W-what?! No buts! “But I just blew off a whole afternoon and evening of work. Things are sure to have stockpiled without me there to do anything about it.”

“Meh, let those lazy jackasses riding your coattails actually do some work for once. They may be smart, but they’re dumb. Like, I get it’s nice not to work hard, I barely work, but I don’t just ride someone else’s success. When was the last time you got a report from any of your colleagues that wasn’t, y’know, something you set them to?” Gidget leaned to the side as she looked aside at our daughter and Chrys blinked at her reply.

“...I’m not sure now that you mention it…” Chrys brought up her omni, only for Gidget to place her hand over her’s and shut off the tool with a soft smile and a shake of her head. “...I don’t think...for months. Maybe even a year or more. I just keep taking on so much work, I guess I might be leaving them without much to do…”

“Then fuck em. Not literally. Like, y’know, just chill. Work like a normal person. Don’t act like you’re the only cog in the machine, you’ve got all those little cogs that work just fine without you too. You’ve gotta be taken out.” She leaned towards Chrys. “Lubed up.” Chrys started leaning closer. “Fine-tuned.” They kissed and I squealed as I hugged Yola tighter. “*smooch* Then you’ll be spinning freely every time you’re back to work.”

“...My mom’s place is closer than my apartment right now…” Chrys blushed as she grinned hopefully and Gidget purred like a motorcycle before they vanished in Chrysanthemum’s purple magic.

“Our baby is being laid by that bubbly air-head?” Yola asked in a mixture of disbelief and relief.

“A bubbly air-head with more brains in that empty noggin than most people it seems. Wisdom is just as, if not more valuable than book-smarts. Remember Forrest Gump?” I asked my sister, who scrunched up her brows.

“But he was mentally impaired, not vapid.” Yola replied in bemusement and I hummed.

“Orihime Inoue from Bleach. She’s very air-headed, but brilliant when it comes to book-smarts, since out of the whole cast she’s actually the smartest when she has outlandish or silly thoughts and ideas. Gidget is like that.” I reached for an example from my media knowledge. I remember that despite Orihime being spacey, she actually had top scores in school for instance.

“Oh~ I see it now. Okay, well, so long as Gidget wears more than cheerleader outfits.” Yola huffed and crossed her many tentacle-legs as she nodded her whole body, since we lack any protruding body parts in this form aside from our tendies. “Well, what now? They’ll be porking in our house, Paretia likely won’t enjoy the interruption as it is-.”

“We need a vacation. We’re basically the force multipliers now, not the frontliners. When it comes to that we know better than to just rush in.” At least when it isn’t the right thing to do. “So we’re going home, we’re going to snuggle Paretia, give her serious loving if she wants and fucking relax.” I declared before rising into the air, increasing in size to about freighter-class and Yola followed me towards the coast where we could then follow it south to home.

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“Ha. Ah. Oh~. Y-you’re not trying hard enough!” Luna gasped as Penny thrust her unfamiliar vulpine penis into the Night Goddess’s cunt in the missionary position, feeling the even more alien sensation of her hefty coconut-sized balls slapping against her motherly yet toned ass.

“I-I’m not a herm or male, I don’t know how this is supposed to feel!” Penny protested the critique, but thrust into the mare. “I-I still don’t know how, oof, this is supposed to help me be a better warrior.” Penny gasped and bit her lip as she picked up speed, feeling something building, something that was similar to when she was about to cum. It wasn’t the same though, so she wasn’t sure.

“Y-you’re doing good on that front, but you need to shove that knot into me if you-ah~!” Luna wailed when Penny followed her suggestion and they both screamed as Penny had her first male orgasm and Luna relished in the hot Argent seed pumping into her currently barren womb.

“Fuck~! Is it supposed to feel like my balls are trying to leave my cock?!” Penny moaned as she held Luna’s hips tight, keeping the mare snug to her own as she felt her sack going taut and clenching every few seconds as Luna’s muscular stomach softened and filled.

“Unf, yes! It should feel like every fiber of your being is pouring into your mate, th-that your hot seed carries all of your passion to f-fill your lover.” Luna spasmed as she came again, glad that she’d magically dismissed her male organs for this important lesson.

“Unf~ yeah. It feels like that.” Penny panted and hunched forward to rest her basketball breasts on Luna’s slowly swelling belly. “S-so how was this supposed to help me be a better warrior?”

“A-ah. Right. I won’t lie, this was mostly to satisfy your raging lust and desire to breed your teammates. However, I decided to teach you more about your body rather than just use my own phallus to pleasure you.” Luna huffed and rubbed her pregnant-looking dome. “I have also not had a good dicking in a while. I don’t have the time to hunt down my lovers lately and my lovers are all busy too.”

“Ah. Right. Thanks. This was really fun to learn, even if it was a bit embarrassing.” Penny smiled weakly at the fact that she had to watch and listen to Luna explain, in excruciating detail, the general sponge-like structure of a penis, how it engorged with fluid and hardened, how the nerves should generally arrange to provide pleasure without pain, et cetera. Vaginas were so much simpler! They just rested inside the pelvic cavity and deepened during intercourse without needing to engorge aside from the vulva to entice mates.

“It is no issue. I’m glad to be of-.” Luna was silenced by the door to Penny’s private bunkroom slamming open and they both stiffened, which made Penny hiss in unexpected pleasure as her cock, still knotted in Luna’s pussy, caused her to gush more of her slimy semen at the jolt, making them both groan.

“Luna! Perseus 17 has gone out of lunar orbit-oh. Sorry sister.” Celestia calmed down from her frantic announcement with a sheepish grin. “I can go bother the Moon Movers to-.”

“No, no. I have had an invested interest in the 176 moons of Perseus since it was first discovered, I am not letting a single one of them detach from the planet. I’ll be right along.” Luna grunted as she shifted and Penny moaned as she tried not to cum more. “Oof. Right. I need to now teach Penny how to banish unwanted genitalia.” Penny whimpered pitifully at the fact she would need to learn more about her body while also nutting a dead-sexy mare at the same time.

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“Hm~.” Brennie hummed in pleasure as she laid perched on top of her large belly, full of life growing inside of her womb. Along with more being pumped inside of her since the Trinity brought her Chosen Studs they handpicked a long time ago. “Oh, I missed you all~.”

“So have we, our Broodmother Goddess~.” Chorused her sexy boytoys. Brennie secretly had hunky, hung and hungry male attendants here in Paradise for whenever she ended up in this very predicament. Considering they got to live in an isolated and perfectly safe literal paradise with working amenities and modern conveniences, they have one of the best jobs ever. To prove they are hers, they wear a ring with the Doom Slayer sigil.

“Dang kids.” Vinnie huffed as she wiggled about. “At least they let us rest and have me run more tests.” She grumbled before looking through her notes. She was also getting a massage from Alonso and clearly enjoying it with a wagging fluffed-up tail and perky ears.

“Anything of interest about our new body?” Brennie asked her sister, rubbing her hyper pregnant belly as best she could. This was anathema to her Aspects and she relished it in secret. Only Vinnie knew of how much she adored being pregnant, all thanks to Dongoruas so long ago.

“Yeah. It’s possible we might have more than three transformations. As to how we can achieve this feat or if it’s even possible, I’m not certain.” Vinnie stated while wriggling against Alonso’s oiled-up hands. “Mm~. Deeper. I may not be organic anymore, but that still feels good.”

“Three, huh? I wonder...” Brennie mumbled in consideration while remembering what she read about Nora and Yola’s latest transformations and what they were capable of. “Think we might be ships too?”

“Maybe, maybe not. We’ll have to properly test ourselves like how Rico, Edward and Kevin are definitely doing ahead of us.” Vinnie huffed with a pat of her hyperpregnant belly’s sides. “While we’re relaxing on this beach, getting fat with robot babies, those three are getting a leg up!”

Brennie snorted and laid her head down on her massive beach ball sized milk tanks tits. “Yeah.” Brennie muttered before she whimpered and grunted in orgasm from the stud fucking her finally working her over. “Oh~ yeah. Feel free to bust another nut in me.”

“Unf, sorry Brennie, but you’ve already milked me and the boys dry. Would you like some more oil massaged into you?” The earth pony stallion that had been plowing her pussy asked and Brennie fought to remember his name. It’s been a long time and he was also fairly new.

“No, that’ll be all. Go ahead and relax.” Brennie ran her long fur-frilled dragon tail over him affectionately before he stood on her underbelly and moved down to slide to the sand.

“I’m good too, Alonso. I want some private time with my sis.” Vinnie told the Tartarus demon stallion, who patted her ass affectionately and slid down her underbelly too. “Alright, so, what’s up sis? You don’t usually have the Breeder Boys all at once. You tuckered them all out in record time too.”

“I guess my female body was longing to bear children again. Perhaps I wanted a man’s touch as well.” Brennie sighed fondly as she looked towards Vinnie. “Wanna make out?”

“Whoa. That came out of nowhere.” Vinnie snickered as Brennie pouted at her. “Aw, you look so cute~.”

“Sis, you’ve been a horrid fucking tease forever. Don’t think I’m the only one to notice you flirting with one of us.” Brennie huffed incredulously and Vinnie flinched.

“...Fuck. I thought I was able to play it off as me being me. I know we’re siblings in name and creed only, but that still counts.” Vinnie insisted and Brennie raised an eyebrow. “Don’t give me that look! Wiatr gave me the same look when she told me she knew about my feelings about you all before the Honeymoon!”

“Sis, we have to remember we’re a part of a fucked-up family. True, we shouldn’t be doing that sort of thing, but I don’t think it’s stopping Urta and Penny. I mean, look at Nora and Yola! We have even fewer excuses than them!” Brennie hissed before letting out a gasp from Donga hugging her from behind. “Donga?”

“I’m happy you’re being so forward, Brennie. As a reward, we’ve arranged for a new Chosen Stud from Rannoch! He’s a very famous breeder.” Donga purred and kissed her after she rounded the hyper-pregnant dracowolf.

“Mm! *smooch* Is it that Vaetor guy that tended to Nora and Yola for their hyper-pregnancies?” Brennie asked excitedly, since she heard he was an incredible lay and all the preggos loved how he serviced them.

“The very same.” Donga answered with a lustful grope of Brennie’s boobs and the preggo dracowolf moaned needily. “However, he’s still working on Rannoch too. You also have me and my sisters to contend with right now~.” Donga purred and the bear-based Goddess of Chaotic Space made Brennie’s cunt clench hungrily at the very idea of a triple-team from them.

“Uh, don’t we have a lot of work to do?” Vinnie asked meekly and Donga chuckled saucily.

“Yes, but not yet. Things haven’t reached the tipping point yet and don’t forget that time between here and home is pointless thanks to me~.” Eris teased when she emerged from around Vinnie’s giant ten-foot baby belly along with Hermais, the two buxom noodly babes already removing their sexy secretary suits.

“Which means you two get to enjoy breeding more noodles with us! Thanks to the alicorns besides deities being mortal, a good portion of our brats have to go all ‘Order’ on the universe to keep it stable.” Hermais huffed in frustration, remembering how that landed her and her mom in hot water when this all began so many thousands of years ago.

“Fuck yes! Come at me all at once like our first time!” Brennie demanded excitedly and could practically feel her ovaries swelling in anticipation. At least Urta left before she degenerated to this level of need or Urta would likely end up filling her with enough pups to populate a city. As orgasmic as the thought alone was, she couldn’t possibly handle that much overload right now.

“Yes, our lovely Broodmother Goddess~.” The triplets chorused and Donga’s giant dick slapped between the red dracowolf’s bubbled ass cheeks.

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“So this is where you went, Martra?” I asked the tiger-taur as I kissed her cheek upon finding her at the breakfast table when I woke up and came to the kitchen for breakfast. She was wearing a cute nightshirt that said ‘Cream Kitty’ stretched across her breasts and was nursing a cup of coffee where she sat across from Paretia who was looking at her omni while sipping a similar cup of coffee.

“My clan isn’t with the Feros Colony anymore. I’ve grown more closely with our odd situation than any of my kin.” Martra purred and smooched my cheek back before looking at her omni. “So, where are the kids hun?”

“They’re at the hospital getting their early-life gene modifications, they’re on bed rest for recovery, remember?” Paretia reminded the six-legged tauric tigress before she looked up at me with a soft expression. “Nora. Good to see you again. I thought when you came back as a moon-sized ship factory, that was the end of you.”

“You won’t be rid of us so easily.” Yola chirped when she entered the breakfast nook and smooched Martra on the other cheek before we both sat down. “So, how are things here on the homefront?”

“The kids are doing good, they’re getting their gene mods so they’ll grow up with the advantages I’m only now benefiting from. Saren-sweetie hasn’t come back from his last mission though and I’m getting worried. He hasn’t been away this long before and the kids are asking for him.” Paretia said sadly and Martra’s long tail popped up on her side of the small table to rub against her chin.

“Love, even if he never returns, everything will be fine.” Martra soothed Paretia, who it seems has become her mate in the time since she was breeding Yola and I and then went to Feros for some reason. Actually.

“So when did you leave your clan to join Paretia?” I asked curiously of the Cat-Kut, who raised her brow at Yola instead of me with a catty grin and she blushed.

“Ever since you joined us back when the Thorian was trying to enthrall everyone on Feros? So quickly?” Yola asked in surprise and Martra shrugged, sending her basketball boobs bouncing in her blue breast-binding shirt.

“Cat-Kut form bonds based on chemistry. I bonded to your group almost immediately, especially since Penny was emitting pheromones broadcasting her desire to snuggle and love me. While Paretia might not have been part of that initial group, she is part of your clan, so it was easy for me to find love with her.” Martra purred loudly and Paretia smiled at her catty lover.

“Don’t get me started, I need to be ready to pick up the kids later today and I can’t do that if I’m stuffed with your kitty cream.” Paretia winked and looked at us. “That said, why are you two here? Not that I’m not happy you’re home for once, but what’s the occasion?”

“I’ve declared that we need a vacation. Sure, Hell is definitely gearing up for war to invade both our galaxy and Andromeda, but Yola and I just got finished spending three months creating our 44 beautiful super-dreadnought Planter children. Then whenever the Reapers arrive, we’ll need to convert them into Planters, so we’re going to take a break before then.” I informed our lovers while lamenting that the rest of my wives were all away, training or in Marrow’s case I guess governing? How does being a changeling queen alter her duties?

“Wait, I just realized! We’re not married!” Yola shouted as she pointed at Paretia and Martra and I gasped at the atrocity! Paretia was just as close to me as Marrow, but she hadn’t married us! Martra was fairly mobile and tended to be off somewhere, so her not being around was a factor, but she was precious to us even so!

“Yes we are, did Marrow forget to tell you?” Paretia huffed and held up her left hand, revealing her outside finger had a ruby wedding band and Martra held up her beryl band, causing us to sigh in relief.

“Yes, she did. In fact, we only got a brief visit from her, how is she doing?” Yola asked and Paretia looked behind us, causing us to blink before I squeaked when a hand groped my nude booty, since my tentacle went between my ass cheeks to cover my cunny. I whirled around to squeal and hug my wife around the neck and Yola wrapped her arms around her waist as we peppered her cheeks with kisses. “Marrow! We’re so happy you’re home!”

“I’m just happy you’re able to think past building the next planet-ending battleship.” The Changeling Queen kissed us both back and sat down at the table. “Don’t worry about the orgy part of the wedding ceremony, we agreed to put it on hold until the others returned from training. That said, what are you doing here on vacation when you should be at RIT in the training simulator?”

“We’re tired, we want a break even if we don’t strictly need one.” I huffed and watched Chrys stagger into the kitchen with a messy and satisfied morning-after look to her even if she was wearing a massive nightshirt that managed to drape to her thighs despite her b-ball boobs. “Morning Chrysanthemum. How was your night?”

“Fucking magical mom. Gidget is snoring up a storm downstairs, so don’t be surprised if she’s around. I’ve gotta get ready for work and schedule tasks for my team so I’m not stealing all the glory. Hey mom.” Chrys approached and kissed Marrow’s cheek, then went and did the same for the rest of us. “You have a good day.” She then flashed away in teleportation.

I was so happy to see she’d loosened up a bit.

“About damn time. She’s the most likely to be my princess after all.”

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