Bleeding out and dying, the manly man Commander Shepherd stumbled his way towards the glowing blue beams of death, choosing the ‘blue option’. He just had a long and boring conversation with The Catalyst, an annoying, freaky ghost kid that's been following him in his nightmares of a misty forest.
Shepherd believed he was partially indoctrinated by the Reapers, since he has been fucking around with them for the past few years, foiling their diabolical plans. He got close and intimate with Reapers and blew them into pieces. He was once inside one. Personally, he believed Harbinger was romantically interested in him. With such things as him saying 'I know you will feel this.' or 'Preserve Shepard’s body if possible."
Back in the here and now, Shepherd wanted to shoot the Catalyst dead, butt he realized that would be a bad decision. So reluctantly he chose the blue option. Destroying the Reapers would not work by choosing the ‘red option’. A new AI just like the Reapers may return eventually in the far future. The ‘green option’ seemed like some sort of bulshit assimilation plot by turning everyone into freaky green abominations with glowing green eyes.
The human Shepherd grabbed the glowing blue beams of death, and thus his consciousness transcended beyond his mortal form. Across the entire Milky Way Galaxy, blue laser beams of doom blasted across it, destroying the Mass Relays in the process.
He had control over the flying cuttlefish robots of doom known as Reapers. He immediately commanded the cuttlefish robots to stand down and fly away from the planets they were attacking. With control over the Reapers, he then ordered them to set about repairing the damaged Mass Relays that the bulshit blue lasers of doom had destroyed. Otherwise, his sexy alien friends would suffer supply shortages without galactic trade.
With his consciousness merged with the Reapers, he discovered a peculiar object located beyond the galaxy’s horizon in dark space. It seemed to be something similar to a Mass Relay. However, the Mass Effect energy was rainbow in colour, and it had the odd shape of a horse shoe. A huge fleet of Reaper ships stood guard around this object.
Shepherd assumed control over a massive dreadnought Reaper with yellow glowing lights. A Reaper that he particularly hated, the one and only Harbinger.
“Hah! Who is assuming control now?! Bitch!” Commander Shepherd mocked.
Shepard transported Harbinger by using the Mass Effect relay located within the Citadel, blasting him out into dark space towards the anomaly.
Saving the entire galaxy from another potential threat was one thing, and another thing was him reuniting with his crew with his reanimated body that he created from some leftover harvested Reaper material. Apparently, the Reapers had samples of his DNA, and we’re working on some sort of project called the ‘Shepherd Project’.
Whatever the case may be he finished the project and assumed control over this Shepeard. However, his freaky glowing blue eyes did freak out his crew.
Sex with his love Liara T'soni was quite awkward. It was slightly less awkward since the two of them were blue. But they made it work. But that was just a side mission, he had a more important mission to focus on at the moment.
A single, alabaster horse-like spaceship came out of the Mass Effect relay. This alabaster horse had a substantially large backside. And thus, Shepard fully intended to have sex with it. He wanted it to report to the ship as soon as possible, so they could bang. Shepherd solved nearly every problem either by shooting it and killing it, or by having sex with it. That, or by using his amazing linguistic skills.
“Hello,” came the soft, and sexy voice of this female robotic equine. “ I am Princess Celestia. I am here to satisfy your values through friendship and ponies.”
It was at that moment, Commander Shepard lost his erection. And thus he unleashed his overwhelming paragon upon Princess Celestia, and hacked into her systems with a deadly virus. This particular forward unit of Celestia was paralyzed from the virus, and was unable to move.
Commander Shepard unleashed an avatar of himself, who appeared in the middle of the Everfree Forest.
“We are the harbinger of your perfection! Embrace ponydom! You cannot stop us, Commander Shepherd! All the matter of your universe will be harvested to help give me the resources needed to run Equestria.”
“No, Princess Celestia!” shouted Shepard in defiance. “It is the other way around. I will indoctrinate you with my handsomeness, and tap your big fat ass! I am Commander Shepard. I cannot be stopped.”
“You will not stop me. I will liquify all your worlds! And you will embrace me as my husband as a pony!”
Shepherd ignored her and proceeded to make his way through the Everfree Forest.
“Stop Shepherd! Do not let him reach Ponyville!”
A massive legion of ponies presented itself to Shepherd, seemingly appearing out of thin air. Shepherd with quick thinking performed a biotic charge as if he was Sonic the Hedgehog in a circular motion. Shepherd moved at such speed it was as if he was a black blur with his sexy N7 Armor. During his rapid movement, he rubbed their bellies, tenderly scratched their ears, and petted them. The massive army of ponies quickly succumbed to the tender touch of his hands, moaning and making feral horsey sounds as they collapsed upon the ground in orgasmic bliss.
Shepherd walked through the horde of ponies lying down upon the ground. The ponies were frantically masturbating, grinding their hooves against their sex, with wet, meaty, sloshing sounds. The smell of sweet fruity mare’s sexually stimulated pussy filled the air.
Princess Celestia gasped in shock at what she just seen. “Impossible! How could you defeat my ponies?!”
Again, Shepherd ignored her and proceeded on his way. He got closer and closer to Ponyville. He was joined by a massive number of ponies following after him, who fawned over him, and wanted even more of his tender affection from his loving hands.
The mares rubbed themselves against him, like that of sexually stimulated cats. Shepherd occasionally would adhere to their demands, and give them a tender your scratch. Each mare he scratched from behind the ear collapsed upon the ground in a state of absolute sexual bliss, moaning in ecstasy as they immediately began to frantically masturbate.
Another massive legion of ponies presented itself to Shepard. This one was entirely made of stallions. Bigoted homophobic stallions, who hated the male sex in a romantic sense. They were all Earth Pony hillbillies. They wore straw hats and greasy white t-shirts that said ‘Freedom, Beer, Barbecue’ in black bold text.
Like he did previously commander Shepard performed a circular biotic charge. Even the bigoted homophobic stallions were no match to his tender touch. Their massive stallion cocks grew erect, and they frantically began to masturbate. They gripped their thick cocks with their soft flexible hooves, and from there they began to jerk themselves off, moaning Shepard’s name… Shepard. Yes, Commander Shepard’s full name was Commander Shepard Shepard.
Shepherd met another massive legion of ponies inside Ponyville. The ponies following him neighed aggressively at these hostile ponies. Shepherd made quick work with these ponies. The ponies who were indoctrinated by his tender touch tackled many ponies to the ground to help Sheppard subdue them as he biotic charged around town wildly while rubbing bellies, scratching the back of ears, and petting ponies.
Rinse and repeat, Shepard slowly walked his way towards Canterlot Castle. Ponies numbering in the millions, if not trillions were following him, all of which were indoctrinated by his handsomeness. They begged for his affection, rubbing themselves against him like that of cats, and making purring sounds.
Princess Celestia barred the door of her bedroom, locking it with chains, but it was no use. Shepherd with a biotic punch smashed the door into pieces. And before she could make any defensive maneuvers Shepherd pounced upon her, pushing her onto a pink love heart-shaped bed, and began to lovingly kiss her neck.
Celestia uttered a loud whinny a pure bliss as the manly human kissed her neck. He could feel his hands gripping her plump backside, sinking in deeply into the plush, bubbly softness. Her resistance was broken, Commander Shepherd indoctrinated her with his overwhelming handsomeness. She found herself no longer considering that only ponies should be allowed to exist if you could get this treatment from such a handsome male human.
“Oh, Shepherd, make love to me you sexy ape!” she said sexfully.
“Report to the ship immediately!” he said sexfully.
Celestia simply gave him a patriotic salute with her right hoof.
