Pirate Bebop

Aftermath 3

“How is she doing?” Brennie asked Vinnie in reference to Jane Silver in regards to the pre-wedding jitters. The event itself was still some time away. Massive celebrations such as a Royal Wedding were long affairs to get in order. They offered to make it as small and private as possible for her comfort, but Jane denied the offer, because the time it would take to get most of the Royal Harem together would be just shy of a full on publicly celebrated wedding.

“She’s a nervous wreck. A hot, sexy as all hell nervous wreck who is utterly adorable and fun to tease until she becomes a sex toy, but still a wreck.” Vinnie answered while reading porn on her omni and her ears twitched when something exploded in the direction of the personal gym that the Royal Family/Harem had in the Royal Suites of the palace.

“Who did that?” Brennie questioned in confusion.

“Probably Jane. She’s been on a major training kick trying to distract herself since she doesn’t have anything to do until her flagship is finished, since Jet refused to cede captainship of the Bebop.” Vinnie hummed and scratched at her lower stomach with her free hand. “Luster Dawn is in the same boat, but at least she has working on her Zerg with her mother to occupy her.”

“You! Ugh, I want peanut butter and the singularity of a blackhole.” Schrodinger demanded of Brennie as she waddled up with a rather large pregnant belly. It has been a month since the mass immigration and Brennie knocked the eldritch Covcat up quite well. “I don’t exactly have the means to do it myself like this and you have Womb Wards to ask for it.”

“Okay, sweetie. Oi! You heard my new broodmother, get to it!” Brennie slapped her toned stomach and she felt fluttering inside of all five of her wombs before a noodle popped into existence before Schrodinger with an impossible sandwich.

“Oo~, on rye. You guys are the best.” Schro cooed and nommed on the reality-defying sandwich gleefully, dripping an unholy union of peanut butter and distilled essence of gravity into her creamy white basketball-boob cleavage supported by a bandeau.

“Anything else you need?” Brennie inquired while rubbing Schro’s term-with-twins belly.

“Oh, could you get me a Womb Ward that could possibly survive in me?” Schro suggested as she rubbed her tummy. “As an eldritch entity of questionable existence, it can’t just be anyone.”

“That’s a tall ask. I don’t know any draconequus that existentially malleable.” Brennie hummed and patted her abs to signal that they send a query up the chain to population management. “Until then, remember they can still wait on you outside of your womb.”

“I know, I have a few in the past doing so. I just like bugging you. You know I’ve had chances of interacting with the old me? It’s weird, but not since we’re still the same even if it always turns into a bloody death match of us eating the other.” Schro non-sequitured and then was led away by the Womb Ward noodle with another sandwich as a lure.

“That girl is so fucked in the head, but since I was crazy before, I can get it.” Vinnie commented before another loud crash came from the gym. “Okay, that sounds more like a battle than a spar.” Vinnie got up and sprinted towards the gym, Brennie followed suit. “Oh, okay.” Whoa mama! “Hot, cool, intense, but could you please take this into an HbTC?”

Vinnie was referencing Jane lifting Uri, at her full moon+ size, with only the Force, while both Jane and Uri were meditating. If the dimensional scaling of the gym wasn’t active, Jane would’ve destroyed planet Devorak just then. With Uri’s thicc glorious twin moons of an ass. It wouldn’t be the first time the Argentines lost a planet to giantess cheeks clapping too close. That they were both naked was another plus even if they weren’t doing anything naughty.

“Jane, stop destroying things and get dressed, both of you.” Brennie shook her head.

“Sorry, but could ya please rephrase that?” Right, Goddess of Freedom. Ordering her is a quick way to get sass and no progress. An easy out for that is to phrase orders as requests. Especially when she wasn’t exactly keen to obey. It was frustrating, but honestly, Jane’s intense independence beyond her desire to do her best to please those she loves was attractive.

“Please, sweetie, could you get ready for us? This is starting to stress us out.” Vinnie requested with her hands clapped together in prayer.

“Ready? The wedding isn’t fer a few weeks yet, are we going somewhere?” Jane asked as she stood and Uri snapped back to her base size, landing beside Jane in a cool 3-point landing that sent her umbra-black boobs bouncing even after she stood up. “If not, could we do a pool party? With me as the slime water of course.” Jane requested perkily.

“Yeah, that sounds better.” Brennie and Vinnie nodded in agreement to Jane’s proposal.

“Great! Whose bathroom or are we doing this in the palace pool? I know yer resident pool slime is on vacation and her stand-in isn’t due to arrive in a few days.” Jane said with a knowing grin and Brennie rubbed the bridge of her snout. Having a know-it-all psychic in the harem was going to be both annoying and hilarious. Damned Force has no sense of privacy.

“Palace pool.” Vinnie answered with a sigh.

“Yes~! The only thing that would make it better is if we could breed, but we’re saving that for the honeymoon, where ya turn me into a moon~.” Jane slobbered into her cleavage before she grabbed Uri by the hand and dragged her out of the gym. She kissed Brennie and Vinnie on the way out with her tail wagging so hard it clapped her ass cheeks. She wasn’t slime right now.

The two Argentines followed their soon-to-be Pirate Queen towards the palace pool, where Jane promptly poured herself into it and filled it with her slime in seconds. Uri jumped in without hesitation and relaxed, floating on her back on the liquid silver surface. “Cozy.”

Brennie and Vinnie undressed before they jumped in as well. They were surprised when Jane didn’t move her slime against them in any way, she was genuinely just acting as a substitute for water at the moment. “Hm~.” This was relaxing as all sin. Oddly, even though she was the same kind of slime as those who worked the pool, the fact it was Jane made it feel so much better. “Sure you don’t want to work in the palace as the resident pool slime?” Brennie joked.

“Maybe when I’m home, but naw, I’ve got too much wanderlust in me to stay in one place too long.” Jane’s voice echoed from her slime gently, causing vibrations to quake the three swimmers, who sighed at the incredibly relaxing sensation.

“Oo~, Jane, hum please.” Vinnie requested and Jane obliged, causing the women to groan and sigh in relaxation as Jane hummed a sea shanty.

“Hey! Thanks for telling us about the sudden party in Jane’s body, Uri!” Marcus along with his other dragoness fiances hurried into the pool area and jumped in too.

“Welcome.” Uri replied as she continued to drift on the surface.

Jane continued to hum her sea shanty, but she noticed Brennie drifting off to the other end of the pool. “Brennie?” A second voice of Jane’s whispered by her ear.

“Yes?” She responded as she neared the quiet edge of the massive size-scaling pool.

“I’m sorry fer being so needy, but, well, I’m not used to being…legal if ya know what I mean.” Jane said to the dracowolf and Brennie felt slime hands knead her shoulders.

“I know. Freedom should never be taken for granted.” Brennie leaned back into her new waifu’s bust, enjoying feeling the slime wolf’s shape above her pool of slime.

“Don’t I know it, I’m a fucking Goddess of Freedom. It’s taking every bit of will not to go to a spaceport, hijack a ship and disappear into the void to ply my trade and get away from it all.” Jane’s arms wrapped around Brennie’s waist as the silver wolf’s snout rested on the dracowolf’s red shoulder. “Part of my definitions of Freedom are to be exempt from the expectations of society and all that and the only way to do that is to be on the fringe, like a-.”

“Pirate.” Brennie finished with a snort. “Well, Privateer now.” Then she felt tentacles entering her pussy and ass. “Hm~.” From there, Jane began to pump slime into her and filled her up until she looked pregnant with quadruplets. Her nips were also penetrated and her tits swelled with goo and her ass and thighs also expanded. “Mm~, careful babe~. You’re playing with fire.”

“I like to live dangerously. Besides, it is taking everything I have not to fill ya with my semen.” Jane quietly growled as she rounded the rounding ruby-red woman to kiss her and feed the fertility goddess her delicious goo through every hole.

Brennie lost track of things as she was filled constantly and was swallowing heavily to take as much of her lover into herself as she could until she felt her body pressing against all sides of her end of the pool. Then, Jane’s slime inside of her vibrated! “Mm~!” Brennie muffled into the silencing gag of goo around her snout as she orgasmed harder than usual and then was being drained with Jane smirking at the sex goddess cheekily.

“And not a one noticed~.” Jane claimed and Brennie’s sex spasmed at the idea of Jane, formerly a total virgin by Argentine standards, managing something like stealth sex. “Yew’ll be drained in a moment and able to join in on the fun.” Jane gestured to the other end, where almost all of the Harem that were home were in the pool of Jane, splashing, swimming and socializing. Also skinship, but no active sex was going on. “There, all empty.”

“Aw.” Brennie pouted hard and got kissed hard for it. She and Jane made out and grinded against one another, clearly with full desire to fuck and breed like horny bitches in heat-no~! Hnng~! Just, hold on, a week or two more and then Jane would be a fucking moon of puppies! They parted reluctantly, slime linking their lips as they panted and pawed at each other.

“I wanna fuck ya so bad it hurts~.” Jane sniffled and sank into herself while licking Brennie on the way down, then she felt it descend her stomach to then start eating out her cunt, making the goddess moan into her hands as she tried not to give in. She succeeded, then went about the impromptu pool part with Jane eating her out the whole time.

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“How’s my hair?” I asked Luster for maybe the twelfth time. I was in a white gown that only had the skirt in back and was open up front to show my bare thighs. I refuse to wear a full long skirt, the restriction of it would burn me like having to pay taxes. Metaphorically of course, I’m a tax-paying Argentine citizen now, my taxes just aren’t exactly considered standard.

Speaking of Taxes…there’s only like one or two taxes people here would have to pay. Which is a huge improvement! Finally, nobody is being taxed to death! My Freedom sings~! My husbands and wives have surpassed past mistakes and are still moving forward!

“Honey, it’s great. You look like a well-coiffed corsair here to rob everyone and drop all the men’s drawers.” Luster, who was in her preferred Maykr Alicorn form, wore a traditional wedding gown, since she floated everywhere and the long bell skirt actually worked really well with her.

“I just didn’t like that I caved and had Rarity do it in her style fer me.” I nervously touched my silver asymmetrical ringlets that the werepony twili had set my hair into. She also made our dresses! That mare is a lifesaver! “Oh~! Lusty, it’s happening~! We’re getting married! We’re gonna get so fucking pregnant tonight~!” I salivated into my cleavage, since the whole upper half of my epic tits were on display with the white dress cups barely covering my areolae.

“Considering your dress makes you look like a high-class strip club dancer rather than a bride, we’ll be lucky if we can make it to the honeymoon without you getting pregnant.” Luster giggled and I blepped my tongue playfully. That was kinda the idea~.

“Alright ladies, places!” I snarled at the stallion who ordered me. “Places please, ladies.” Better!

I eagerly joined Luster, Uri, Marcus, Dulvex, Travelex, Freval and Syrex in line. We would be just one group. After all, no way were Hildra, Shekka, Anno, Syri and a host of others gonna miss out on joining this! “Be warned girls, that things will get utterly hectic and by the time the reception starts, you won’t know what hit you.” Marcus warned us.

Then the doors opened.

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Brennie forgot how wild their Royal Weddings got. At least ten people have been arrested for drunken and disorderly conduct that infringed on other people, the ring bearers had a domino fall that dragged the flower girls in, there were at minimum fifteen separate assassination attempts foiled and one of the brides had a nip slip. That it wasn’t Jane was the surprise.

That all happened in the first ten minutes.

That said, after the hurried I-Do’s, they all kissed as fast as possible and since there were Changelings in the marriage, the orgy kicked off immediately, but not before Brennie pulled the thigh ring down off of Jane’s leg and threw it at the bachelors. “Fuck~! Ahn~! Uhn~! Brennie~!” Jane howled as Brennie finally fucking gave it to her!

Brennie was ramming her cock right up Jane’s needy snatch with near desperation! She was fucking her against the podium, holding her wrists back and smashing the wolfess into the stone column so hard it was breaking with each slap of her basketball sized tits against it, but she was a cybertronian slime and barely noticed when she was focused on thrusting back.

All around the massive spatial scaling event chamber in the palace’s grand venue people were breeding together like an aphrodesiac bomb had gone off. Fuck were changeling weddings awesome! “Oh, Jane~! I love you~!” Brennie declared before ramming her knot into the bitch, who bellowed in animal lust before Brennie began filling her with her first dose of live, fecund seed. “This is only the start! We’ll get it fully going once we get to the private resort.”

“Uhn~, yes~! Hah, umph, hurry and go cream the others so we can go do that!” Jane urged excitedly before moaning in dismay when Brennie pulled out and hurried over to Luster, who was just finished getting creamed by Vinnie on her back. The pink mare then whinnied in pleasure when Brennie stuffed her dick into the Zerg Queen.

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I can’t take it~! It’s finally time for my deepest, most primal womanly desires to be fulfilled in excess and we have to wait in the goddamn limo-classy shuttle until we reach the Julianus Retreat! It was a secret luxurious space station resort. “Mm~, Jane, I know you’re hungry for it and only got one round with each of us Marines, but if you keep trying to blow me, all it’s going to do is amp up my next orgasm later.”

Brennie claimed because she was denying her orgasms now and I redoubled my blowjob on her epic dick! “Unf~! Actually, keep doing that so I can put a big load inside you.” That’s the plan, babe~! Mm~, she tastes so fucking good~. I still can’t describe her flavor for the life of me.

“I would almost consider what we got back at the requisite changeling cultural orgy good enough, but that’s probably because as a Zerg, I have direct control over my body.” Luster Dawn chuckled as she used one of her six leg-tendrils to yiff my quim~. “That said, I am absolutely going to be impregnating my Silver lover along with all of you, now that I can.” Thank you Sarah Kerrigan for teaching your daughter how to procreate properly~!

“We all are. She wants to be the size of a moon, at least. Remember that I got Brennie here as big as a gas giant inside of Vinnie’s womb that one time.” Kiro boasted and I came as I imagined getting so impossibly full and gigantic!

“With those balls you have, fuck yeah I ended up as big as a gas giant~.” Brennie cooed while petting my head as I sucked, swallowed and deepthroated her cock in worship, priming her to knock me up as much as she possibly could in one go. “I think Jane might pop before then, though, even with a Navel Pearl. She isn’t aligned with Sex or Fertility, after all.” Pop~?! Uhn~!

“Wow! She orgasmed so hard!” Visilia laughed and bit her lip. “I know how inexplicably incredible popping is as a slime, I’ve done it twice giving birth. I think she might want to chase that on top of the maternity.” Visilia observed and I nodded as much as I could as I sucked. I have spent a lot of time with my first massive litter of puppies while waiting for this marriage, all my cuties have further intensified my desire!

“Well, she’s about to get her wish. We’re here.” Kevin declared and I was pulled off of Brennie with a whine from both of us. “Calm down you thirsty thot, you’re getting it in a bit.” I want it now!

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They entered the Julianus Retreat and were greeted by Skaven manning many of the services with shrines to Wiatr standing every few feet in the walls. Much of the station was gold, dark marble, accented with red fabrics and Jane noticed weapon emplacements and barracks hidden in the walls and floors. Every once and while she would see a shrine to other gods besides Wiatr, predominantly the Marines.

“They still won’t update this to Urta or Penny?” Willow pouted along with Cynder, Daring and Svartr at the fertility idols of Wiatr. The four former partitions of Wiatr were not happy to have their former gestalt worshiped in the vein that Penny and Urta rightly have taken. Willow was a Goddess of Sex, Commerce and Renewal though, so they should’ve updated it to just Willow.

“Oh, but Ladies! She still visits from time to time!” A great Slime Skaven, the tallest one many ever saw, greeted them. The 20-foot tall rat had dark orange and brown stripes, a mohawk of a mane, three long tails and two horns on her head. “Tsrashi mantled you when you four split!”

“Oh, right! Our greatest acolyte. Thanks, that likely saved us a lot of divine backlash.” Daring chirped and Jane awkwardly hovered around the Marines as several bellhops collected their recently acquired wedding gifts from the shuttle. They could have shoved it all into their inventories, but propriety required they open them first and they were far too eager to get to business to waste even more time with opening hundreds upon hundreds of gifts.

“Yes and Tsrashi knows exactly what you all wish to do. This one is sure her blessings and presence will help.” The giant rat cooed while patting Penny, Urta and Visi on the shoulder.

“Where’s Bravia?” Brennie asked, only to squeal in surprise when her male Skaven counterpart grabbed her asscheeks and gave them a squeeze. “You horny bastard! I’m on honeymoon!” Brennie turned and slapped him on the pec playfully, because while she appreciated that, on a honeymoon, all carnal affection was meant for those in the marriage.

“I know, won’t stop unless you get to your suite.” Bravia rumbled with a lustful leer and Brennie grabbed both Hildra and Jane who were closest and jogged away with them as Bravia laughed.

“I can’t believe this is happening~.” Hildra wiggled happily in Brennie’s left arm.

“Believe it, babe!” Shekka panted as she ran to keep up, the 4-foot red Rask barely managed.

“Everyone hurry the fuck up! I want to get everyone hyper preggers by our standards by tomorrow!” Brennie demanded, drooling, her eyes practically swirling with hearts for pupils.

Everyone obeyed, checking in with the concierge ASAP and signing Brennie, Jane, Shekka and Hildra in since they sped ahead to the Royal Suite of the supremely luxurious resort.

“Welcome to the greatest of all my resorts to date!” Brennie boasted after bursting in the double doors to an outdoor space that seemed like a perfectly temperate grassy mountainside villa! “We are in a pocket dimension that is basically an HbTC, but with focus on supreme comfort over training. Now! To the valley below! Gotta avoid crushing the villa!”