Pirate Bebop

Ch.33

Ugh...we’ve been waiting in this room for hours~! I get he’s the head honcho of one of the largest ships in the Three Galaxies, but how much longer are we going to be kept waiting? The others and I have all synced up our omni-tools to play co-op on some video games after the first hour had passed. It wasn’t a game Luster had played, so some of that time was spent teaching her. That said, Luster wasn’t a slouch in video games and picked it up pretty fast.

After a few hours of playing For Honor: Duty’s Call 17, that effeminate B1 returned. “I deeply apologize. It would seem the C-Gov decided to try and sabotage the Folly. Do not worry, no alerts were sounded because it was far from this location. The perpetrators have been summarily executed and now we are processing their ships. Would you like to buy one?”

“Way out of our price range, sadly, but the offer is appreciated for our purposes. We still need to speak to Arlend before we leave.” I said to the droid, not letting any of the frustration and dismay enter my tone or expression. Fucking Govs, thinking they can get away with this kind of shit. Now because the C-Gov wanted to commit trade espionage, they just fucked their quadrants of space commercially for who-knows how long. So much for their stability. They’re all the same.

“I’m afraid that is not possible. I am here to escort you-.”

“This is Luster Dawn, the last Zerg and a survivor of The Fall.” I cut the droid off and she paused before she activated her omni-tool. After a few moments of her staring at it, she looked up.

“Captain Arlend has requested I bring you to safe room Alpha on the foredeck and apologizes profusely for attempting to blow you off. Follow me.” The B1 then led us out of the waiting room, down the hall, on a tram that traveled the length of the giant ship rather than the height, then an elevator up. The deck we ended up on had the bridge, but we walked away from it.

We eventually came to a room with extra-thick blast doors that were open before we arrived, but the moment we all stepped through, they promptly closed. It would’ve been a concern if there weren’t already people here at rest. The Turian from before, a few Krogan women, an adult vixen, an adult rabbit, several dozen kids of Cat-Kuts, three younger vixens, two young quarians and a juvenile Elcorian all stood around a slightly out of shape human man with red hair, glasses and who was wearing what looked like grease monkey attire while everyone else was more or less in the latest fashions. The Turian was apologizing to the Human.

“Sorry father, I didn’t think that the Everafter and her crew would do such a thing. I’ve convinced my captain to cut ties, though we’re going to need cover stories for 700 crew on board. My captain has actually asked me to take over since I know Triangulum better than the rest of the crew.” The turian woman said to the human man.

“You should. It would be nice to have more security for the fleets here so Folly doesn’t have to keep hovering over hubs like Dahl.” The ginger said as he rubbed his chin. “Now, I’ll think of what to do with you and your crew in due time, but the other ships are forfeit. Your’s was the only one to not try anything.”

“Yes, father,” The turian said before she went to a couch at the side of the secure room.

The man who must be Arlend turned towards us with a keen gaze that focused on Luster and I. “I see the look of the Golden Age for sure. I also recognize you from the news Miss Luster. Now, what is a Demi-Goddess doing on my ship? As welcome as polite company is, you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t have important business.” Oo, I like him.

“Actually, I’m a full-fledged goddess now. As for our business, my mate, who is also a goddess, is the one you need to speak to.” Luster got behind me and hugged me around my waist, making me smile and enjoy her bosom on my back. “Go on, blow his mind.”

“Please help us overthrow the Megacorporations and the Governments of the Three Galaxies and save the gods from their prison in Paradise. I’ve already secured the aid of the Argentines.” I bluntly told the man and his rather impressive number of children and/or lovers gawked.

“...Well...considering I can’t trust the organizations that utilize my services, it would be nice to make new business partners. Go on.”

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Last night had to be one of the most stressful nights in Brennie’s long, long life. By the time Vinnie’s paralyzing spell wore off, she was being gently hugged into Rico’s chest as he slept and the beat of his heart/pump and the firm suppleness of his muscular body left her between sleep and arousal until she finally resorted to forcefully entering sleep mode.

She was barely any better when she woke up, because Rico had morning wood and she had to fight every instinct not to do something about it because it had somehow popped out of his waistband and her thicc thighs had the glorious wolf cock sandwiched against her hot and wet mons. She performed an act of flexibility she barely remembered she could do and worked her way off of the sexy pile of warriors to use the ensuite bathroom to masturbate in the shower.

Stupid, sexy, warrior-siblings! Stupid, stupid body! Stop wanting to fuck your brothers in all but blood! Brennie muffled her squeaks when she came from her desperate fingers and fantasized about Rico cumflating a babe who looked suspiciously like herself and then sighed in relief as the shower sprayed her down. It would’ve been more awkward had she been male or herm because there was no way the boner she would’ve had was escaping that awkward situation.

She turned the water off and turned in time to see Visilia stagger in towards the shower/tub and climb in. The alicorn kissed Brennie and then helped her out of the tub/shower before starting it up for herself. Brennie quickly retrieved some clothes from her cleavage and tugged on some jean shorts and a U-neck shirt with a distorted logo of Disturbed stretched over her tits. She quickly vacated the room to head for the galley.

She would’ve been a hot wet mess if not for her powers allowing her to intensify heat around her and speed-drying herself, so she was perfectly presentable by the time she reached the galley, where Eris and…Jet? Were cooperatively making a big breakfast of omelets. They weren’t real eggs, supposedly, but they tasted good, so whatever.

“Morning, hot stuff!” Hildra greeted when she entered and jumped up on Brennie’s lap to kiss her passionately. The purple rask then scooted over to her own chair before Shekka did the same intimate act with the dracowolf and then also went to her own seat. Anno just sat next to Shekka. Wait...wasn’t Jet with Jane and-Eris, of course. He’s both here and there at the same time yet to him he’s here either before or after, ugh. Time-manipulating little noodle.

When Vinnie sauntered in and beelined for Brennie, she couldn’t help her tail wagging and accepted the passionate kiss before Vinnie scooted Hildra’s chair away so Vinnie could pull a chair in and sit next to one of her favorite people in the multiverse. “Hey you. Rico’s cock reeks of your pussy juice.” Vinnie teased and Brennie suddenly wanted to implode and cease existing.

“H-he popped a boner in his sleep, okay?! I was asleep, I was already naked, it was between my thighs. It was all circumstance.” Brennie hissed at her lover and the not-a-Jolteon did not look at all convinced. “Besides, how do you know his penis smells like me?”

“Because I gave him a blowjob while you showered?” Vinnie asked as if it was the most obvious thing ever and Brennie choked in disbelief. “Brennie, I’ve been letting you stay in your comfort zone, but I’ve been intimate with the others too. It was awkward for them at first, like it was with you, but they eventually eased into it. However, unlike you, they don’t go out of their way to be intimate with me. We are married. I mean, c’mon, Brennie. Double-standards aren't cool.”

“Oh my gosh, you are crazy…” Brennie mewled as she tried and failed not to imagine naughty fantasies of Vinnie fucking their adopted brothers. She never heard about them having kids, they would have totally announced that or at least let Brennie know, so at least it never went that far. If they did, her comfort be damned, Vinnie would’ve told her sooner.

“Don’t you forget it!” Vinnie proudly stated before licking her lips at the large omelets.

“Sorry to bug you, but we’re going to need to refresh the larder. Feeding all of you is expensive.” Jet, who was either Past or Future in Prefix, said with humor as he put the plates down. This drew attention to the entrance of the galley where Visi led Kevin, Ed and Rico in. Brennie felt her heart/pump race and her Spark ached. Why is she having dirty thoughts about them now~?!

“Good morning everyone.” Visilia greeted with a radiant glow about her that was a tell-tale sign she was pregnant even though she otherwise looked utterly normal in her casual clothes. She made her way to Brennie and Vinnie, giving them a kiss before seating herself next to the dracowolf. “So, how did it feel to have our husband’s cock between your legs~?” Visi teased the flustered sexy bitch.

“Don’t tease me~.” Brennie mewled as she hid her face from everyone, but this gave Rico the opportunity to sneak up on her and peck her on the cheek. “Mm, naughty~.”

“Sexy~.” The black wolf retorted with a snort as he rubbed her stomach.

“What’s that, the lewd version of Marco Polo?” Vinnie joked as anyone who got it snickered while Brennie tried to make herself smaller.

“Food’s ready~.” Eris called when she came with all of their plates before handing them to each person. However, Brennie realized her plate was stacked with more food. “Oh, you’re sharing that with Col~.”

“Eek!” Brennie squeaked when Rico picked her up and sat down with her on his lap.

“It’s eggs with everything!” Eris told everyone and Brennie tried not to think about eggs...

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“So, you’re a formerly extinct primordial breed of changeling restored by genetic luck and divinity. Utterly fascinating.” Delbert said as he examined a shed flake of chitin from Jim’s elytra under an incredibly advanced microscope the doctor had in his personal Inventory.

“The UnSC scientists thought so too.” Jim mumbled unhappily from where he sat on the edge of his and Amelia’s bed. Delbert had a small pop-up tent that isolated sound, preventing it from going in or out. A vanity item he carried on him for peace and quiet at night on excursions would allow his lover’s ex and them to have privacy to a degree, especially since said tent was in the far corner, next to the door to the bathroom.

However, the small tent was too tiny for more than sleeping or relaxing, so Delbert still needed to set up his portable lab outside of it. “This dweeb is so adorkable. He reminds me of Tali.” Penny sighed longingly and Urta patted her sister’s back.

“I know, right? All brains and go-get-em attitude. I hope she and the rest of your family aren’t trying to punch a hole in reality to find Jim here and suck our divinity out of him, or something.” Urta commented worriedly and Jim suddenly felt like he may be in a sexy kind of danger.

“Uh, wait. The torsion beam device I was using does exactly that...what if...nah.” Midna shrugged it off and went back to idly kicking her legs from where she sat on Jim’s left shoulder.

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“More power!” A woman’s voice shouted as a beam of light coming through reality was collected, imperfectly, in a mirror-like almost ornate disk over 8-feet in diameter.

“You’ve, hnng~! Got it!” A flanged female voice grunted and soon the beam of light was seemingly sucked into the mirror. It shortly rippled like a pool of water with pebble dropped into it before it solidified with familiar triangular geometry within the reflecting surface. “Whew! That took way more energy than it should’ve. How do other universes do this kind of stuff so easily?”

“Because this was a unique form of magic and science never before introduced to this universe! Now, into the Twilight Realm!” The owner’s enthusiasm was curbed by someone grabbing their ear. “Ahn~! N-no fair~!” After cumming from her ear being grabbed, she collapsed to her knees in a panting mess. “F-fine! Send someone who isn’t divinity and might collapse this realm if suddenly missing from the fabric of reality where they belong.”

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“Arlend is a great guy. No wonder he has such a big, loving family.” I commented cheerfully with a happy sway to my hips and swish to my tail as we followed Betty, the unique B1, down the last hall towards the Folly’s hangar. Sadly, Folly didn’t have much to say aside from verifying possible tactics and also commenting that Luster has aged well, indicating they’d met before.

“Captain Arlend is just like that. He cares too much to leave it to a select few. Why, when he noticed my emerging persona among the junk droids a scrapper was selling, he bought me on the spot and fixed me up better than new.” Betty happily wiggled her spindly body in an oddly adorable way. “He’s my hero and for that, I’ll never leave him.”

“I’m just surprised he agreed so read-yip!” Jet was grabbed by Eris out of nowhere and they vanished. I guess his girlfriend decided he’d had enough time away from her. Heh, Time.

“What Jet was about to say. I expected us to have to jump through hoops. Instead, Arlend readily agreed to help us with the logistics of a tri-galactic civil war.” Spike finished for the recently-abducted Jet and Betty continued to lead us after her little episode.

“As you can guess from the recent attempt at sabotaging our flagship, siding with the group who hasn’t slighted you is easier than the one that has repeatedly shot you in the back.” Betty commented before they reached the hangar to find most of the visiting ships now securely wrapped up in tentacle arms and swarming with spider-like droids I haven’t seen before. “We’d offer to upgrade your junker, but Arlend and Folly feel that’s something your shipwright wants to do personally.”

“That’d be correct. Hildra would throw a fit if we took working on her ship away from her.” Luster said before we reached the umbilical tendril. “Goodbye Betty, hopefully we’ll meet again.”

“Farewell, don’t let the powers that be suppress your radiant light.” Betty waved and the umbilical closed the door on that end, so we continued to the Moondast Gruss.

“What happened? Why were there alarm klaxons and the other ships getting restrained with-?” Faye worriedly demanded before Swerta clearly took over her beak. “Sexy giant tentacles!”

“We’ll tell ya the whole story once we’re back at Tarkus, since we have to brief everyone on the situation as it stands.” I told her and waved into the air. “Also, Eris made off with Jet, he’s fine.” I gently pushed Luster away when she went to grab at my shorts. “No, bad Lusty. Wait until we’re on the way home.” Her whine of dismay made me worry for her mental health. She was much more together in the head before she laid her first clutch and made Rivala her Belly Pet.

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Why, why, why, why did her brothers have to be so sexy?! Why are they doing this to her~?! All three of them were giving her a massage! Curse you Vinnie, for suggesting this! Curse you, you sexy bitch! What’s worse was that they were all naked! She can see everything~! Their chiseled bodies, sculpted to perfection with a potent tool attached to them. Oh, how those juicy orbs teased and taunted her. Their musk was heavenly and she just wanted to bury her snout in-!

“Uhn~...” When did they get so good at this~? Brennie hadn’t gotten such a good massage since...since the last time Urta gave her one. The momentary melancholy was dispelled when Kevin’s work on her paws made her mewl and wiggle at the ticklish sensation.

“Careful or our hands will drift somewhere naughty.” Rico teased her as he rubbed her left wing, Edward doing her right wing. It’s been a while since she even had her wings out, so treating them to a massage was especially wonderful.

“You don’t want that, do you? Of course not, we’re just your brothers, it’s not like we’re married or anything.” Edward added on and she buried her face in the pillow provided by her tits.

“Mnh, naughty hubbies~.” Brennie mewled into her cleavage, hoping her muffled retort went unheard. Unfortunately, she could feel their grins and she moaned loudly. “Oh~!” I-is that?!

“I think our sexy wife finally noticed~.” Kevin chuckled as they continued to work their powerful hands into the nominal leader of their ultra-elite squad of DOOM Slayers. Brennie was too flustered and overwhelmed with confused feelings as three hot throbbing poles of meat hovered tantalizing inches away from her fur and she was oscillating between trying to shrink into the floor or move just that little bit to make full contact with the tasty, musky wolf dicks.

“Let’s turn her over so she can’t hide in her bosom.” Edward used his Gravity powers to easily lift her up and rotate/flip her before settling her back down gently. Now Kevin’s incredible 18-inch cock was in her face and Brennie’s eyes dilated before she took a deep whiff of the musky ballsack containing two churning basketball-sized spheres.

“Almost there. Give her a nudge.” Rico suggested jovially and Kevin shifted his hips forward just slightly, burying Brennie’s snout between his fecund spunk bunkers. She promptly spasmed and then grabbed his nuts, moaning into them as she licked and sucked on the gray orbs. “There’s the cumslut we’ve grown to love. You’re a good brother, Bren, but your a fucking hotter than Hell wife.” Rico said as Edward used gravity to lift her up enough to get beneath her.

“I’ll take this side, you get up top.” Edward said to his equally massive 14-foot tall if oppositely colored brother-in-arms as he spread Brennie’s legs and she shook with anticipation as Edward’s three foot long dong grinded against her crotch from behind. These two were essentially Hunter scaled up twice in height! They might just tear her in half~!

“Gladly.” Rico ‘crossed swords’ with Edward as they adjusted her for penetration and her cunt gushed lubricant in anticipation. Meanwhile, her mouth was latched on to Kevin’s red rocket and she was desperately fellating him, trying to deepthroat him and feast on his cum, but out of all of them, he possibly had the most experience with being given blowjobs and he teased her by keeping his hips back enough that only a few inches could be in her maw.

“Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast. Juneau likes to go for the money shot too, but I find keeping my glans near the tongue for longer is more fun for me.” Kevin chided her and she groped his balls harder in petty vengeance, only for them to squish and he moaned in pleasure. What? *Squeeze, squish, squash!* He has stress balls! Fucking awesome! Brennie got rougher with his secretly modded junk and Kevin soon caved to letting her swallow his thick length down her throat.

This was just before Brennie’s universe turned into stars. Those gallon-jug thick 3-foot long dongs were thrust up her simulated anus and her vagina in one go, causing the black and white battle brothers to groan when their heaving beach-ball nuts slapped together against her thighs. Then the three began properly fucking her instead of engaging in foreplay.

Brennie’s mind turned into a sloshing puddle of fuck trying to ooze out of her body, only for the most suitable orifaces to do so to be plugged and having copious amounts of fuck-juice being stuffed into her in turn! By the time reality became more than blind bliss and an until now endless chain of orgasms, she was an utter wreck with cum splattered all over her massively cumflated belly, breasts and ass, along with her face.

Her hubbies weren’t in the room and she was too fucked-out to tell how big she was, just that she could feel the far wall with her navel and she was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Uhn~...so muchsh…” Brennie slurred, cum-drunk off of the vast amount of delicious semen stuffed into her. She even started scraping it off of her face and tits to eat. Tangy, citrusy, sweet. Good diets.

“So~?” Brennie blearily looked over at a smug-as-anything Vinnie with her hands on her hips.

“You shlut...should’ve told me ‘bout dis schooner...zzz…” Brennie slumped into her expanded yoga-ball tits and promptly fell asleep.