Pirate Bebop

Ch.11

“Oh~...” Jim groaned as the white-shelled egg almost the size of his fist popped free of the tip of his ovipositor into the sterile environment of the artificial womb. It was hard for him to get off with the clinical and uncaring stares of hundreds of scientists and robot assistants/scientists observing his oviposition, which was rare enough in non-queen changelings to warrant study.

He wouldn’t protest being a queen, of course not. A changeling queen was the apex of his species, what every ling deep down desired to become. However, he was too attached to being a man to really want to actively pursue becoming one. He already had the best of both worlds without having more than one hole, why would he want to go through the effort for more?

“Thank you for your donation to science, Cadet Hawkins. Please redress and report to the waiting room.” A robotic voice stated coldly over the speakers and Jim looked forlornly at the egg. “Please resist parental instincts and leave the insemination room.” Okay, okay. Geez.

Jim pulled up his uniform trousers and went back to the room he’d entered from. It was like any other clinic examination room, complete with the posters and requisite jar of those oversized lollypop sticks. Jim had to idly ponder over how there’s just some things that never go away.

“Good job on providing the ovum and your semen sample in one go. The last person who had to do that needed feminine assistance to get off with so many people watching.” Jim’s assigned medical doctor, a suspiciously ubiquitous gray and black unicorn stallion who had no nametag, said when he entered.

Jim had noticed that there were no non-ponies staffing the headquarters, not counting robots or droids. They were also all unicorns and all gray-furred, gray-eyed and black-haired. It felt ubiquitous, fake and cold. He could taste emotions from them, yes, but it was...muted. Diluted. Like they were here, but not here at the same time. “Well, I only had sex a few times before all of this.” Jim sighed as he rubbed at his neck, the white changeling was still adjusting.

“Which would make sense how you’re only experiencing the effects of your lineage now. That said, you’re extremely lucky. A Divine Descendant with such potent examples of their ancestors is easily one in a trillion.” The stallion said as he looked over his Omni-tool.

Jim was about to comment when he went ramrod straight from sensations within him.

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I managed to coerce, I mean convince, Faye to wear her rightfully earned haunted armor, which seemed hesitant to shrink the curves of the armor down to her actual size for a moment. I’ve got enough on my plate with Luster and Rivala clinging to me without a clingy needy haunted armor added to the mix. Rivala finally came back to me for snuggles like she used to. I guess she was still getting herself back together and needed the space.

I won’t protest waking up with two beauties on my sides. I’m not sexless or loveless.

I slithered from between them, leaving the two ladies to scoot closer and hug each other in their sleep. So cute and sexy, I’m the luckiest bitch-whoa, female thoughts. Okay...it’s only been over a week and I’m already thinking of myself as a woman instead of as a man. Damn has Luster done a number on me.

Anyway, I went to the bathroom to check myself over, make sure I didn’t form my neck-fluff wrong or something. I spotted a pristine silvery flask with a sexy herm fox on it, a depiction of Urta, the goddess of Fertility, War and Power. “She fixed it already?” I blinked and picked it up, giving it a swish to listen for liquid. It sounded full, which makes sense since it’s never empty.

I opened the cap and took a sip.

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Jim felt himself suddenly ejaculating and he groaned, but nothing came out? “What was that?” The doctor asked and Jim panted, the incredible pleasure seemed to be making his multi-purpose reproductive organ start churning up more semen!

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“Hm, it doesn’t taste like what I would expect of Urta, but...” I licked my lips of the pleasantly fruity purple stuff and took another drink. “Mm~...” *gulp, gulp, gulp*. Fuck it’s good~...

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“Fuck~.” Jim moaned as he fell back against the examination table. “I-I feel like I’m getting a blowjob and I’m cumming-hnng, constantly, but it’s not coming out.” Jim panted as the feeling of being drained intensified.

“That is interesting. Perhaps a Relic is drawing upon your divinity? The most likely culprit is a Flask of Urta, considering we believe you’re her descendent. We cannot trace the thaumic signature considering how many of them exist, but somewhere, someone is drinking your semen or pouring it out for some other purpose.”

“I-I’m getting a remote blowjob?! This would be so hot if I didn’t feel so helpless.” Jim groaned as the culprit just kept going!

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“Mm~.” *gulp, gulp, gulp.* This is fucking great. It’s like the best sweet fruit smoothie ever with a hint of saltiness to enhance it. I’m now ‘bathing’ in the tub of my bathroom, filling it with myself after converting this sweet and salty cum into my biomass. It was also getting me horny, so I was pawing my breasts and masturbating by forming a tendril to fuck my puss too.

“Mm, I thought I heard the sexy sound of someone gulping massive quantities of cum.” Luster mumbled as she stumbled into my bathroom and I moaned when she stepped into me without hesitation, sinking into my surface as I stored the excess away to avoid making a mess of myself. “Ah~, so hot and steamy. Not to mention killing 100% of bacteria just by touching me.”

“Yay! Slime bath!” Rivala cheered and my eyes widened when I saw her flying at the door!

“Woah!” I yelped when Falicia dove into me and I fumbled the flask, dropping it into my surface before I suddenly felt it...draining me? “Uh...is this supposed to drain fluids too?”

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“Holy fuck!” Jim shouted as he felt something go into his ovipositor and baste his organ with intense warmth! “Whoa~!” He panted, spasming and rubbing his lower stomach before pure energy seemed to course through him. “Gng! Grah~!” Jim roared as his muscles exploded in size! His body grew rapidly in height and his shoulders broadened and he roared in a visceral, deep, bestial roar as his fangs enlarged and his purple eyes began glowing bright purple!

“Code Turquoise! Code Turquoise!” The gray unicorn shouted as he fled the room and Jim grew out of his clothes before he began desperately masturbating his utterly massive cock!

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“Whoa! I’m cumming hard!” I moaned when it felt like the flask stopped draining after two gallons and started milking my mass for my seminal slime. “Lusty, what did you do~?” I asked with a pleased lilt to my voice as I ran my hands over my body until they reached my surface, so I traced it with my fingers.

“I repaired it? Obviously not correctly, it’s only supposed to be one-way.” Luster fished around in my goo until she grabbed the flask and took it out of me to pour the purple goodness into me. “Hey, this isn’t Urta’s cum and milk! This is someone else’s cum! Hold on.” Luster cast a spell on it and it gushed the purple stuff until it turned glowing turquoise. Oo~! That’s so much better! It’s not fruity and salty like the other one though. Whoever that was, your cum is delicious!

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Jim came back to his senses on the floor as a panting and utterly satisfied wreck, drenched in his glowing purple cum. There was a large white and silver egg on the floor next to him and he tiredly hugged it to his side. Whatever the fuck just happened, that was incredible. As amazing as it felt to push things out of his body, taking whatever that was in was mind blowing. Maybe he wasn’t giving female genitals a fair shake if that was anything to go by.

Jim flinched when the door burst open and several heavily armed and armored soldiers stormed into the room with guns on him. They didn’t even speak, they promptly went to his head and legs and cuffed his ankles and wrists. He almost snapped the feeble restraints when they touched his egg and he thrashed, hissing and roaring in a deep voice that couldn’t be his.

They blasted him with stun bolts and it took several shots for him to black out.

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I feel like a million credits! I’ve got so much energy from consuming Urta’s fluids that I feel like I could self-propel myself through space! Actually, can’t I already do that? If I shape myself properly and eject air or something from my storage, I could theoretically propel myself in the void. Whatever. We’re on the way to the Krukov system now and at speed it’ll barely take a day.

The reason it took so long getting to Bob from Hogarth was because Jet didn’t want to breach Hogarth VI’s atmosphere at that speed and proximity, not to mention we had the rations to last a few days. Well, now that I’ve got this flask, which tastes better than anything I could possibly eat or drink, I’m going to stop wasting our money on food for me. Especially since I don’t need it.

Urta’s fluids can taste like anything. Usually it tastes like the drinker’s ‘absolute favorite thing’ according to Luster, but it seems to mimic whatever I fancy at the moment. One moment I want a pina colada, boom! The next, a tequila sunrise, boom! Even a cheeseburger, boom! I love this thing~! “Can you not rub that thing against your cheek?” Faye huffed at me in her form-fitting suit of black armor. The longer she wore the Black Knight, the more it seamlessly covered her.

“Yer just envious that I have a magic any-food-or-drink flask and ya don’t.” I declared as I pointed at her while bending over backwards so far that I was looking the other way. Boa Hancock mode Activate~! I am a pirate bitch and you will-whoa, okay, what am I doing?

“Wha-vaaa!” Faye said before she yelped and clutched at her crotch. “Wh-what are you-oh my gosh~!” Faye wailed with an avian shriek followed by ecstatic chirps as she fell on her back, spasming with her hips thrusting. “Yesh~!” Wow! She’s cumming really hard! I watched as the armor morphed into a liquid black slime, like Venom from Spider-Man and then it was under her clothes, then under her feathers, leaving only her beak and talons visibly covered.

“We thank the host for this return to awareness~.” Faye moaned in a weird echo. “We apologize, hold on...there, I am now free of your mental faculties. Thank you dearly Faye Valentine.” A different female voice said with Faye’s beak as the pink hippogriff jumped to her foot-talons and looked herself over. “You are less voluptuous than I am used to, but you’re still quite beautiful, Faye.”

“Th-thanks~.” Faye’s voice said from her own beak as she quivered. “Oh my gosh. Best, orgasm, ever. That was tantric sex, you said? Wow. Silver, the next time I see Luster, I’m kissing that mare for this!”

“Okay...so who is the armor?” I asked them as I accepted reality as it was. Life is crazy now.

“Knight Swerta, Black Hand of Gywn, Sister of Artorias, in line to be a Fifth Knight Candidate.” The huskier voice said from Faye’s lips. That is going to take a bit of getting used to.

“That’s bullshit. I was in your head, you were just a Captain.” Faye huffed in amusement. “It’s fine to bullshit sometimes. However, when introducing yourself to new friends it isn’t cool to pull that.” Faye chided and started walking towards the galley.

“Why~.” Swerta mewled with disappointment before they were out of earshot.

I think I should probably stop hanging out in the halls on break. Weird shit keeps happening.

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Jim woke up floating in a ring with a magic limiter on his horn. Hey, this is the sort of imprisonment reserved for super-strong entities with powerful magic too. If he was a member of the Jedi Order from Star Wars, he’d absolutely be Obi-Wan captured by Count Dooku or Mister Incredible captured by Syndrome. Even the bottom rung of society had access to such ancient vid archives for free. It was part of what kept the lower rungs content and entertained.

“Cadet Hawkins, are you mental faculties in full order?” A robotic voice quizzed and he grunted.

“As much as ever.” Jim grumbled and then licked his fangs. They were much longer, obnoxiously so. If he moved his head down to press his chin into his pecs and whoa were those pecs, his fangs touched said hemispheres of shiny white chitin. “What happened?”

“Your doctor declared a Code Turquoise and we moved to secure you after your throes of transformation were through. Whatever happened, it has awakened your divinity. You are now a proper Demigod.” The robotic voice answered and Jim blinked. A Demigod? Well, that’s...he doesn’t feel different, not really. Just fine and dandy. “The Counselor will see you now.”

Counselor? The door opened and in walked, surprise; a gray and black unicorn in the gray UnSC officer uniform that had the rank of Lieutenant General on his chest. “Good evening. You gave us quite the scare, Cadet Hawkins. Ascending out of nowhere in an exam room. Quite audacious.” The stallion’s ‘better than thou’ tone instantly grated on Jim’s nerves, but he wasn’t going to risk his shell by mouthing off someone so important.

“Sorry for the inconvenience. I didn’t expect it to happen.” Jim replied earnestly. He was extremely vulnerable right now, floating in a containment ring in the buff. Whatever the UnSC wanted from him, he’d give it, so long as it wasn’t his life or the life of someone he cherished.

“Certainly not. After all, the report says you were unaware of your lineage until Captain General Smollett’s intuition pinged when she saw you. In case you weren’t aware, she has weak heritage leading back to Sabrina, the covcat wife of the gods who founded the sorely-missed terraforming departments of the Fallen Empire.” The Counselor informed him. Wow this guy liked to hear his own voice.

“I had a feeling she was special.” Jim commented, hoping his prompting would have the guy get on with it.

“Indeed, she wouldn’t hold the second-highest rank in the UnSC navy if she didn’t. Now then, I’ve rambled enough.” Thank Urta. “I am here to give you your marching orders. You are to rejoin Captain General Smollett on the Legacy and track down the pirate John Silver. He is in possession of an invaluable asset vital to our plans going forward. You do not need to know these plans, you do not need to know more than you do now.” Wow, that isn’t suspicious.

“I’ll train up while we hunt him down.” Jim declared and the unicorn smiled darkly.

“Splendid, I’ll have you escorted to your shuttle immediately.” As the Counselor said this, two burly soldiers in full armor entered and helped him down before almost frog-marching him through the complex to the landing pad, where he was practically tossed up the ramp and it closed behind him.

“Hawkins.” Jim looked up at the tender voice to see Amelia looking down at him with shock and he stood...and stood and stood! He towered over her now! He was just barely at her height before! He must be over 7 feet tall now! “So this is what a Demigod looks like?” Amelia drifted close and she began running her hands over his chitin, tracing his rippling musculature and he could taste her lust roaring at her to do something fun about his nudity.

“Amy, are you okay?” Jim asked worriedly as he looked over the deceptively fit woman, who glared at him for the shortening of her name, but it softened and the taste of Love reached him.

“Considering I had to have the eggs and embryos within me removed to be grown in artificial wombs for guaranteed health and safety of the young, yes.” Amelia groused, the taste of loss and regret touched his tongue and he wrapped her in his thick, burly arms. Safety and comfort were her emotions as she nestled her face into his pecs. “You filled me with 47 children, Jim.”

“Bwuh?!” Jim choked and felt flush as he looked down at her and Amelia smiled wistfully with more regret and longing in her emotions. Clearly she wanted to try and bear them all. “Whoa, sorry.” He’d have to watch his instincts in the future.

“Don’t be. It was incredible, it would’ve been wonderful to bear you a litter of such prodigious size. I’m sure all of the ladies who have undergone the same procedure feel the same, even if they don’t feel what I do.” Amelia climbed up using his arms like solid bars to lift herself up and she kissed him with Love. He groaned into her lips and hugged her to him as her dangling legs curled up and her tail wagged happily. “*Smooch* I’m mature enough to know what I feel.”

“But I’m so young, so inexperienced, so-mm~...” She shut him up with another kiss and he held her until she wiggled to be put down and he complied. “Alright, your offer to be my mate is gladly accepted since you won’t take a concerned no for an answer. What’s the first order of business, General?” Jim asked his official mate with a saucy grin that got Amy’s emotions buzzing.

“First? You’re carrying me to my ready room and we’re going to fuck like rabbits in heat. This time, I’ll be in restraints. I have nothing that will fit you. Although, we’ll be forced to use condoms and no oviposition. Any eggs will have to be shipped back to Aiur II and I’d rather not have to terminate any standard pregnancies.” Amelia said with disappointment and frustration bleeding through her emotions. “Then you go back to training while we track down hints of Silver’s whereabouts. That damn pirate and I have history, so I’m quite glad for this assignment.”

“Got it…” Jim turned to look at the rest of the ladies on the ship, each one he’d bred before. Caetana was at the front and they all had lustful hunger in their emotions that made him gulp. “Uh...hey ladies-gah! Put me down! No~!” Jim playfully wailed in false despair as the crowd of women all practically fought over who would get to ride his bologna pony.

Only Amelia and Caetana had any Love for him, but the other ladies were too intent on having a piece of him to not want him again. This reminded him of a myth his mother liked to tell him of the ancient Changeling Behemoths who, before Corruption, were the epitome of masculinity and paternal guidance to the changeling race.

Considering he towered over most people and likely was only matched in height and brawn by wookies, krogans and elcorians along with some earth ponies likely meant he was now a Behemoth. Something that had been extinct before the founding of the Empire.

Jim grunted when one of the cat-taurs, catkuts, suddenly pawed at his groin and the armor over his genital slit parted to reveal his towering two foot long manness that was easily as thick as a commercial soda 2-liter. The feline meowed happily and went to impale her pussy on him. “Cease and desist immediately! Ladies! Have some restraint! There is a strict no breeding policy with Cadet Hawkins as of a half hour ago!” Amelia shouted with her tail bristled.

Her jealousy and protectiveness touched him almost as much as her Love. “Sorry ladies, she’s right. We need to use contraception and condoms.” Jim announced and they all whined in disappointment and frustration. “Look at it this way, it means more role playing beyond me being your breeding stud.”

The cheers were enough to drown out the shuttle’s takeoff.