Pirate Bebop

Ch.44

I groaned and sat up on Rico’s stomach, wondering when he decided he wanted me to know his name and not his alias. My bikini bottoms were soaked and Rico’s abs were drenched in my grool. Holy fuck, riding shotgun as Visi passionately fucked her wives out of their comas was fucking tits! Literally in Penny’s case, since Visi woke her up with a titjob first with her male organs out before getting a second helping of fox cream up the snatch.

“Wow.” I whispered and carefully absorbed my discharged fluids before I slithered to the edge of the bed and snuck to the bathroom, where I found Visilia was already awake and looking in the mirror. “Hey.” She jolted and looked both embarrassed and incredibly pleased at me. “Want to soak in the pool?” I asked since if I’m going to be everyone’s morning and evening bathing routine, I might as well get used to it. Besides, a quick check of my omni told me it was morning.

“Mm~ sure.” Visi purred as she staggered her way over like she’d just been split in half by two enormous dicks. Oh wait~. “Mind if I let my belly out somewhat?”

“So long as ya don’t force me to do it again, sure. As much as I like being an immobile bubble of eggs, I’d rather not risk bursting and making a glorious mess when I’m not even giving birth to them.” I chuffed with a wag of a finger at the Fertility Goddess before I stepped into the tub and rapidly filled it into a swimming pool before I leaned against the far side as if I wasn’t the pool.

“Got it.” The demoness alicorn sighed in content as her belly inflated to a reasonable size so she didn’t take up too much space. “Good morning my little ones~.” The alicorn cooed and rubbed her sides as I supported her within my slime and began scrubbing her whole body, even using tendrils to brush and scrub above my surface. “Oo~. Mind getting down there~?”

“Actually, I do. I want to talk about last night.” I said as I brought her over to me so we could be next to each other and I even put a hand to her side to stroke it. “I don’t know how, but I know why. I couldn’t move, speak or do anything, but ya did everything I somehow knew ya were going to.” I looked into Visilia’s concerned eyes and smiled. “Urta and Penny are real keepers.”

“Penny isn’t even my wife, to be fair. She’s just...so her. It helps that she and Urta are so alike. Trust me, if Nexus didn’t take umbrage with the idea because it would be ‘too much’ to be in such an extended marriage for her, we’d have married her and her wives too because they’re such incredible people.” Visi rambled and I gently took her chin to have her look me in the eyes.

“I don’t care about any of that. Visi...do ya know what’s happening to me?” I asked a bit sadly. “I’m...changing. I’m not who I was before everything that has happened. Not just physically, that’s thanks to Luster, but these other changes to who I am. They aren’t from any physical interaction. I used to be a crusty old salty dog of a pirate and a depressed government employee. Now I’m a hot space pirate queen who has all the beautiful people after me.”

“Jane, Pillar and Ani have discovered another...trait to you. You’re Force-sensitive, perhaps even the embodiment of it.” Visi apprehensively answered with a sympathetic look to me.

“Wait...what? The Force isn’t supposed to have a physical manifestation! That’s-fuck. I’m Anikan Skywalker. Please kill me now and prevent the universe from being destroyed.” I groaned dramatically and sunk into myself to my chin where I blew bubbles angrily, only for said bubbles to detach from my surface and float around like soap bubbles. “Oh, neat.”

“Sorry, but you proved it as soon as the Infinity returned to real-space. Along with your skills to pilot the Runner through all of those tractor beams in one go with barely any experience flying such a craft.” Visi pointed out the facts that I pulled off on that day. “I know it’s not what you wanted to hear, but it’s what you have going on right now.”

“So Eris turned me into a Vergence in the Force or something?” I huffed before the stream of people arrived. “Forget it, I’ll worry later. At least now I know why I instinctively asked for a Light Chakram…” I grumbled and tried to relax as I was used as a bath/pool.

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“Oh, that’s great news!” Jim happily declared after Ashley informed him, Delbert and a mostly recovered Midna that Urta and Penny had woken up thanks to sexy shenanigans involving their wife Visi and Jane. “At least I won’t have that on my conscience. Also, at least I’ll have some peace.” Jim may have enjoyed the spectral sexytimes, but it was draining him. He’s not the God of Sex. He has limits, he’s not a machine. No wonder Wiatr was their wife to satisfy them.

“Yeah, tell me about it. If the Mirror of Twilight wasn’t a one-way trip, I’d ditch the shadow form forever and go home to my wives, but no, now I’m the only one able to leave Paradise.” Ashley sighed and looked down at her body. She’d materialized fully and had a similar pattern to Midna, but was dark navy blue in place of black and near-pink purple instead of pale green-blue.

She was also drop-dead sexy by all modern standards and likely ancient ones and sadly or fortunately depending on one’s point of view, clothes and other equipment didn’t translate between shadow and physical, meaning she was gloriously nude and Jim had another stiffy in his pants. Thank the forces of the universe that bottoms cover all endowments.

“I am sorry to hear this, but at least your new abilities aren’t a detraction from being able to live the way you used to.” Amelia patted the equally shapely woman on the arm before her omni rang and she turned away from Ashely. “Yes, Commander Arrow?”

“Amelia, sorry for interrupting, but I have a report. It seems an increase in Corpus ships have been seen throughout Triangulum. The network intercepted a transmission from one in the Char System that mentions Treasure Planet. I thought you’d like to know, I have also put a hush order on the news to prevent it from reaching HQ.” Commander Arrow said from Amelia’s omni.

“Oh my, that is not a good sign. Char was my next stop for clues.” Delbert voiced with worry before grabbing his notes.

“So what is all this hubbub about Treasure Planet? It’s just a myth.” Jim huffed as he casually picked up the brassy orb Delbert was so fond of and he pressed some random buttons, which suddenly sunk in and left the outer shell free to move. Smiling, because he loved puzzles, Jim quickly began moving the alien Rubik’s Sphere around.

“Hey! That’s a valuable piece of archaeological-!” The sphere suddenly *Clicked* with finality before expanding in Jim’s hands. It then rapidly projected pale green-white holographic particles with a fluid grace that modern hologram technology could only dream of! “What is-it’s a map! It’s projecting the Triangulum Galaxy! Look! There’s Aiur! There’s systems all around it that we haven’t even found yet! Who knows what there is to find?!”

Indeed, it was a map! Not just a map either! This was such a complex and defined map being projected within Amelia’s quarters, that it very well might even be the most comprehensive map of Triangulum to date! As the last and smallest of the Three Galaxies, Triangulum was woefully underexplored, especially due to the powers that be deciding that feuding over the existing territories in Andromeda and Milky Way took precedence.

“Hold on, if this is that complete of a map...then somewhere here is Treasure Planet!” Ashley deduced excitedly, her twin tails clapping their hands as she sandwiched her breasts with her wrists and accidentally sprayed some milk from her thimble-sized nips. “Woops, sorry.”

“However, it isn’t automatically directing us to it, meaning we still need to gather clues to narrow it down. Char, was it? Hm...I’ll make a convincing excuse that the Corpus presence there coincides with rumors of the Silver Pirates and have the Legacy head there now that the suppression of the uprising on Zalus is complete.” Aka: plenty of the population has been culled.

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“Am I really the best choice?” Vinnie asked her fellow warriors/lovers/betrothed as she clutched the translated Je’daii tome to her bosom uneasily. They’d just finished breakfast and today was another waiting day due to the carrier still being upgraded to modern FTL standards when her husbands and wives pulled her aside and Edward handed her the much thinner tome. It read more like an instruction manual than a flowery spiritual tome thanks to Ani’s efforts.

“Unfortunately, yes. You’re the only one who is far more intimately close to her as well as the Aspect part, along with being the veteran mage among us.” Edward answered with a sigh. He would have asked Kevin to do it, but he and Jane have barely spoken, let alone gotten intimate. Besides, with Juneau in his pants, he’s often sexually sated more than the rest of them.

“Here I was just hoping to get bejeweled by her today, instead I get to be her Je’daii master. I don’t even know if I can use the Force. We may have the Aspect of Soul in common, but that can’t be everything.” Vinnie protested and then squeaked when Brennie groped her tits and smished the tome deeper into her cleavage thanks to having been in a bikini.

“Which is why we are testing this out. If nothing comes from it, no need to worry, but if something does happen, congratulations, you’re Force-sensitive. Let’s begin.” Edward urged her to read from the newly printed book after Brennie stopped giving her pleasurable nipple-tugs and Vinnie mewled before she turned to head to her room so she could read in peace.

“If she is Force-sensitive, what does that make the rest of us?” Brennie questioned as she leaned on Rico.

“We don’t know if all of us are Force-sensitive. Relax. If we are, well, then we get to be Space Wizards.” Rico patted her back and then hummed. “Hey, it’s been a long while since we had our wings out, why don’t we go for a flight so we don’t interfere with anything, huh?”

“That sounds nice.” Brennie agreed and let Rico lead the way with her hand in his while Kevin and Edward followed. Indeed, considering their track record, getting out of the way would be for the best...they’d better grab Visi too.

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I gulped Jimbo’s delicious fruity cum from the flask while a pump at the bottom of the tub took away excess slime. I’d decided I didn’t want to worry about being the Force Manifest, so I decided to finally get around to donating my nutritious slime so the workforce could be fed. I could just donate Jimbo’s semen, but no! It’s mine! His tasty cummies are mine!

“Thank you for your Generosity and Kindness, Lady Silver.” Atano bowed slightly with a genuinely happy yet professional expression. “While the stores aboard the Infinity were enough to last a month feeding such numbers, having an Argent Slime restock us is also helpful since our resident slimes were taken by the Warp.” Atano’s face saddened and I took the flask from my lips to let it pour into the tub. I can absorb it this way, but gulping it is so much better.

“It saddens me to hear this. If ya have any volunteers, my lover, Rivala, is a Wiatr Fairy. She could grant a wish to turn them into Argent Slimes to help with your power needs.” From what I know, ancient ships like this were reliant on Argent for power. Not having a resident Argent Slime was essentially a death sentence. I’m not going to let that happen.

“You have a-of course! Her assistance would be greatly appreciated. If she is willing, I’ll ask around for volunteers among the crew.” Atano bowed again and I leaned back in the tub.

“No need to bow. I’m just doing my job. I claimed ya as my own, so it’s my responsibility to care for your well-being and ability to tend to said well-being. Now, unless yer gonna to join me, please go about yer business.” I waved my hand idly before I reached for my-.

“Then I think I will go about my business.” Atano abruptly stated with a slightly dazed tone and then promptly left me alone in the empty ‘Slime Sloot’ room, feeling faintly horrified.

I just violated her Freedom! No, wait, what? I didn’t?! How the fuck-because all I did was urge her to do something she already wanted to do? Force compulsion isn’t mind control, it’s just a suggestion? That...is fucked up. I feel unclean. Too bad my own slime is the cleanest thing there is, but it feels so dirty right now. I’m just gonna sit here and...blow bubbles, I guess.

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Quedia was watching the holo when Bask entered with urgency, scooped her up into his powerful arms and carried her to the bedroom. “B-Bask?! I-I didn’t think we would be doing something like this so-mrew?” Quedia was confused when he gently pushed her into a hatch that was previously hidden under the panel of his closet floor. “Bask?”

“Quedia, be quiet, stay hidden. Whatever you hear, do not come out.” Bask hissed with fearful eyes that clashed with his determined tone before he closed the hatch, leaving her in a dimly lit 7x7 metal box with some packaged snacks and water.

Her godly pride chafed at being handled like a defenseless maiden, but Bask was scared and that frightened her. In the few days they’d been together, Quedia had quickly latched onto him and feared for his safety. If something scared a dragon, then it was something that was indeed to be feared.

She sat down in the corner, idly opening up a pack of jerky and nibbled it with some water. Whatever it was, she ended up waiting for hours before the hatch opened and Bask poked his head in-. “Bask! My gosh!” She rushed to him and allowed him to help her out, but then she was whispering the gentle prayer of Warmth to heal the swelling and bruising he had. “What happened?!”

“Nothing, just an unexpected visit from the Taxmen.” Bask snarled with disgust and fury. “The Corpus are far from home, but they find ways to extort credits out of everyone regardless of affiliation. Supposedly it goes to paying for public works projects, but that’s gotta be a bunch of hooey.” Bask muttered as he watched his injuries fade in the soft firelight.

“Why would they be here? What is the Corpus? Do you work for them?” Quedia asked rapid-fire, because while he’d been filling her in every day on new things, it was a slow process.

“Money, a paramilitary megacorp and no. I work for the UnSC.” Bask promptly answered before he got up and pulled Quedia to her paws by her hand. “What was that about us doing something?” Bask asked with a cheeky grin and Quedia’s tail twitched while her cheeks flushed.

“N-nothing!” Curse this sexy mortal! She felt like an innocent maiden all over again!

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“Brrr~! Is it just me or did it get cold all of a sudden?” Brennie asked as she rubbed her arms.

“Well, we are flying in nothing besides swimsuits. Maybe we should put on actual clothes? Not that we need them, being Transformers and all.” Kevin pointed out with a tug of his trunks.

“Wait, she can’t feel cold. This is a sign.” Edward quickly reminded them before turning to Brennie. “Can you think of any reason why you feel this way?”

“Fuckin’ Hell if I knew, man! The closest I can tell is that it feels as if a conflict was on a collision course. Except this...was another faction asserting itself so suddenly, that the UnSC will respond. I think a megacorp with an over-inflated ego is trying to expand its territory, for whatever reason, I don’t know.” Brennie said to the best of her ability, before Kevin spoke up.

“Guys, I just got confirmation that a megacorp called the Corpus has entered this galaxy, in a violently swift manner. From the sounds of it, they made planetfall on Char. Wasn’t that our next objective?” Kevin asked in resignation as they halted their flight to flap in place.

“That can’t be a coincidence. Alright, call it in, emergency meeting!” Rico declared before they all flew back to base. So much for a relaxing flight.

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I got off of the gunboat acting as the ferry between Tarkus and the Infinity in Bay 3 since Bay 4 was being used to retrofit the carrier while the Bebop and Gruss were in Bays 1 and 2 respectively. Bay 4 was the largest the base possessed, any bigger ships would have to start parking at the base of the cliff.

I got plenty of wolf-whistles and cat-calls from the hired help since I was still wearing a black bikini with matching bottoms and nothing else. If I’m going to lose my clothes to whatever shenanigans come next, I might as well be next to naked. I’ve come to accept my fate. Well, for now. I will wear clothes again after my next trip to the outfit fabricator.

I yipped and laughed when one daring rask slapped my ass and I playfully kicked at his shin, which just squished my soft slime paw harmlessly before I continued onward. I patted Anno’s back and the plumage of Shekka and Hildra before making my way inside the Bebop. I greeted Faye/Swerta when I passed them in the hall and let Ed, Aurora and Ein run around me a couple times before they left me alone and I went to my room, only to pause at the door.

I didn’t really want company right now and this ceased to be my room after Luster came into my life. I didn’t want to worry her and she’d be able to tell something’s eating at me. She’s certainly in there if she wasn’t further modifying the Bebop with magic. I was so caught up in avoiding going in that I almost didn’t sense a familiar and welcome presence before said presence pressed her massive mams into my back and hefted my own. “Hey Vinnie~.” I purred.

“Hello sexy~.” She replied before nuzzling my right cheek. “What’s wrong? You look depressed.”

“I am depressed.” I sighed and leaned back into her strong yet plush embrace. “Can we hide in yer room? I don’t want to face anyone else right now.” It kinda hurts to hide it with my cheer. Yeah, it was forced right now, but this ridiculous life I’ve found myself in has been so great so far, why wouldn’t it take me out of a funk?

“Sure thing. C’mon.” Vinnie pulled me into a side-hug and led me down the hall to her room, which had a winking image of her own face on it that says ‘Best Doggo!’ under it followed by ‘Sorry Brennie, you’re still second best doggo!’. Those two~. “Okay, do you want the bed or the tub? You’re really relaxed when you’re spread out as much as you can get.”

“I just want to be alone, really, but I’d rather snuggle in bed than have someone treading me.” I replied and soon found myself snuggling with my face in Vinnie’s golden cleavage. “Why me, Vinnie? Couldn’t there have been someone else? Eris insists not, but...I just want to live my life. I feel like I’m living a lie, like I’m an imposter. Like Ciaphas Cain.” Kai-Kai-Ciaphas Cain~!

“Trust me; she and her siblings pull this shit off at times. What’s worse is that they are never wrong about their choices. I trust her choice this time and I believe in you. Don’t doubt yourself and you’ll make it through.” Vinnie gave me a kiss on the head as she hugged me close.

“How can I not doubt myself? I’m a flawed fool suddenly given the Holy Grail instead of it being a euphemism. I’m surrounded by near-perfect beauties and studs who should be the Big Damn Heroes. Why am I the Chosen One? Why do I have to be the Scion?” I nuzzled her breasts and sniffled, glad that I didn’t physically cry, yet I lamented that even if I imitated the act, I wouldn’t get the catharsis of it. A small drawback to being slime, but...it’s there.

“We’ve been through what you’re going through, more or less. Brennie had it rougher than most of us. Hell, she’d been dubbed by Heaven as the Scion of Ruination. Just remember, you’re not alone. We’re all here for you, to help you through this fucked up universe.” Wow, fuck you Heaven. Putting a title like that on my Brennie, shame on you!

“Then I guess I have ya all fer support beyond the obvious. Besides, maybe if I sleep in yer womb more, I’ll pick up more traits from ya~.” I purred, some of my desire returning as the pseudo-Jolteon fought off my depression with her comfort and support.

“Oh, behave~. Besides, if you did, you might just go insane.” Vinnie cooed and squeezed me.

“In the membrane~?” I asked as I rippled the surface of my slime.

“You two! Stop being lewd and get to the bridge!” We jumped and then were dragged off.