Pirate Bebop

Ch.45

“Ya’ve gotta be fucking kidding.” I grumbled as we looked over the reports gathered from Hunter’s Ghosts through the extranet. “As if the UnSC and other Corps weren’t bad enough, one of the Big Three has to come barging in like a damn catkut out to get her cream.”

“Fortunately, we can leave this to the Ghosts to keep the Corpus occupied through sabotage and gaining some dirt on their plans. Even more so with the Legacy enroute to deal with the problem. Unfortunately, we’re hinging on borrowed time until we need to deploy to Char.” Vinnie let out a sigh of resignation from where she had sat next to me and was oddly hugging my right arm to her bosom while Luster did the same on my other side, sparks bridging their gazes.

“₹100 says they’re trying to find Treasure Planet?” Brennie snarked and got a round of snorts.

“No bet, that’s a given. Parvos Granum; the President, CEO and Founder of the Corpus is an ancient fossil of a human being kept alive by his Warframe companion: Protea. He’s a devout believer in Wiatr, even to this day. The Corpus are essentially the largest remaining continuous worship of the Old Gods. He wants that wealth to distribute it through Commerce.” Jet informed everyone while pulling up an image of the positively ancient human who looked like a breeze would do him in, but he was wearing a full suit of power armor with advanced life-support.

“That doesn’t sound so bad, what’s the catch?” Edward-he wants me to know~! Ahem, Edward asked poignantly and I shared a disappointed look with the other locals.

“The catch is that while Parvos’ intentions are good, his organization is a blight. Sure, when Parvos is looking, they do what he wants, but the moment his back is turned, all the money meant to be used for philanthropy ends up going into the pockets of the Corpus Elites.

“Not to mention Parvos actually went missing not long ago.” Spike commented, making Jet and Eris blink before they looked at him. “I was on the mission to sabotage the engine of his personal ship. A giant purple-blue wormhole opened up and dragged that fancy thing into the Cold Below. No idea why that happened, his ship should have just blown up.”

“Was this back when you worked for them? Because I never sent you on such a job.” Jet questioned our mutual crewmate.

“Yeah. The Corpus have been keeping it secret then? One of the Board members paid the Mafia a hefty sum. It was funny how they panicked when they couldn’t agree on a new CEO.” Spike chuckled grimly and I groaned before somehow flicking Spike’s forehead from across the table without physically doing it. “Ow!”

“Ya idjit, Spike. No wonder the C-Gov tried screwing over Arlend and the Folly. With Parvos gone, the Corpus are a rampaging Mafia of their own. Extorting and embezzling every credit they can get their hands on! Now we have an intergalactic civil war on the horizon! Before we could do it ourselves!” So many people are going to die because of this! Such a tragedy!

“I was just told to do the job. I couldn’t say no back then. It’s part of why I even ran to Triangulum.” Spike huffed and rubbed his forehead.

“Grr~! Anno!” The sexy jackal perked at my commanding tone. “Tell yer contacts to start draining the Corpus accounts! I know it's a higher risk, but tell them to move here to Tarkus. Coming from a pirate system would make sense and they’ll take their sweet time organizing a response! Shekka, Hildra!” They perked too. “Reach out to Vonee and tell her we’re gonna need a fleet ready ASAP! Get the ships in the Infinity done first!”

“Aye, Captain!” The trio of dummy thicc engineers declared before they scurried out.

“Jet, we’re gonna need a lot of ISSP contacts willing to take info from pirates, do ya know anyone?” I asked, since I’d never probed into Jet’s personal life beyond what we had already shared with one another. Jet got me out of piracy, I helped him figure out what to do after quitting the force. We never went further and were okay with that before.

“Of course I do. I owe them a few calls anyway. I’m guessing I’ll share good dirt on select targets provided by the Ghosts?” Jet asked rhetorically and I nodded.

“Yes. As fer the rest of us...I guess we’re still stuck waiting. The carrier should be ready tomorrow, but with a fucking Corpus fleet presence along with an inbound UnSC presence, goin’ ta Char with what we have now is suicide. We might be able to sneak in if-ya have cloaking?!” I asked Vinnie incredulously and she leaned back as I salivated.

“Whoa-shit, you look like Nami Mikan going gaga over Belli right now. Ahem, yeah, we have cloaking technology. However, if you need a cloak ship on hand-.” I clapped her shoulders.

“No, I meant ya have cloaking. Ya sexy, dirty, pirate’s wet-dream of a ship, luv~.” I purred as I groped her left breast and she squeaked with a surprised/pleased expression while Jet and Eris shielded the innocent eyes of Ed and Aurora. “Take me away, my dream vessel~.”

“Oh gods, yes~.” Vinnie kissed me hungrily and I was picked up and carried away in her arms.

“Meeting adjourned-?” I heard before we finished leaving the bridge.

“You’re not leaving without me.” Holy shit! How did Hunter sneak on board?! Tell me your secrets~! “No.” Hey, stay out! “Stop thinking out loud.” Gah! Well, are you gonna join in on the snu-snu? I’m too horny fer yer wife to stop now! “...Yes.” Woot! Time to sex a stud!

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“Hm~.” Brennie hummed as she snuggled against Rico’s chest, her breasts being milked while her husband gave her some tender loving. She had let her egg-filled belly out for the black wolf to run his hands all over while feeling the occasional kick from Pandora from within. Of course, Brennie wasn’t the only one enjoying this.

“Oo~.” Visilia cooed at the sensation of being pampered, grinding her ass against Edward’s groin. “As much as I’m enjoying this, what’s the occasion? You just abducted us and started massaging and worshiping us.”

“Because you’re beautiful and you’re the Best Wife.” Edward crooned as he kneaded the alicorn’s perfect ass. “You also deserve a treat for helping our wife and her sister.” Edward’s words made Visilia fluster as he moved his hands to tickle her fecund sides, making her laugh.

“Plus, there isn’t much to do yet and it’s a slow day. We wanted to make the most of it with you.” Rico chuckled as he nuzzled Brennie and held her close. “On the upside, everyone gets to enjoy your milk~. Especially before Visi’s becomes cherry-flavored slime or something.”

“Oh, such naughty husbands, using your sexy wives like cows to feed the masses~.” Visi purred before she blinked and bit her lip. “Y-you know?” Visi asked in embarrassment and with a naughty thrill. She did indeed remember how utterly beautiful Ninia was as a slime.

“Jane might not have noticed, but Vinnie was along for the ride too. She told us all about it through Kevin this morning.” Edward chuckled and clapped his wife’s ass cheeks. “Now, how about we move on from the foreplay?” Edward asked before he and Rico easily rolled Visilia and Brennie to be resting on their massive bellies on the bed with their sides touching. The towering 14 foot tall wolves then stood behind them and slapped their massive dicks into their ass cracks.

“Oh! Oh, yes~! Give it to us! Your broodslut wives demand a good fucking from their studly husbands~!” Brennie hollered, making her carnal desire known and it was met with vigor. Plunging their cocks into their partner’s sopping wet pussies, they began rutting Visilia and Brennie’s brains out atop their 6-foot wide bellies while their breasts were continuously milked.

Little did they know that there were hidden cameras recording the whole scene. The three culprits giggled ecstatically while they watched and knew that even if they weren’t likely to get any action for a good bit, they could absolutely watch this epic preggo porn and fap. Otherwise, they had work to do. Along with making other naughty plans.

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“So yer his Inventory Pet, huh?” I asked Juneau, the utterly beautiful and sexy extra-fluffy black and white Siberian Husky who had emerged from Kevin’s pants before he stripped them off and now he and Vinnie were fucking on the bed while I was oddly transfixed with getting to know the pretty doggo personally rather than lewdly. It was as if seeing her suddenly shut off my dirty desire to fuck Vinnie and Kevin in exchange for discovering this incredible gal.

“And proud of it. Besides, I’ve got the best seat.” Juneau giggled as she pointed at Kevin’s huge balls slapping against Vinnie’s thighs as they fucked doggy style, which considering everyone in the room were canid, was quite fitting. “I get to worship those anytime I want, I get to drink all of his tasty cum I can handle, which after my change, became whatever I want to have.”

“Ah, so ya are a slime. I thought ya were despite being all fluffy and fleshy right now. How are ya doin’ that?” I asked curiously and enviously. I love being slime and never want to be stuck in a limited form again after Luster healed me, but the option of being fluffy and fleshy was very enticing. I sometimes wish I could lock in a form like that and just relax instead of constantly subconsciously maintaining my membrane’s form. It’s why pooling is so relaxing.

“I got the same treatment that Penny and Urta did after I went slime so I wouldn’t die on Kevin from old age. I love him too much to leave him alone, even if he already has unaging wives, none of them are willing or able to be his Inventory Pet like I am.” Juneau then looked back at the two sexy beasts who had changed into the missionary position. Woof, I missed watching VInnie’s expression when she was twisted on his cock to do that. Oh well.

“So...sorry for brainwashing ya or whatever the Force does. I know fer fact that normally we’d both be in on this like white on rice, but I just feel like hanging out with ya instead, fer some reason besides the fact yer a cool gal.” I apologized to the beautiful babe and she shrugged while leaning back in her chair and pulled out a beer from her bountiful cleavage and held it to me. “Sorry, I swore off beer. It...it controlled my life for the longest time. I’m done with it.”

“That’s really cool, that you pushed past that. Sorry for the temptation. Do you drink at all?” Juneau asked me as she cracked the can open and sipped it. I don’t recognize the brand, but it was very fizzy and I fought off the regret. Mostly because half of me hates the flavor, ugh.

“Only small amounts and in high proof liquor. I’m a fan of mixers, highballs and spiked milkshakes.” I said as I watched her throat bulge with each gulp and I felt my arousal increasing again, but it was easy to suppress as I also leaned back in my seat. Wow, Vinnie has pipes on her. That squealing orgasm she just had made her scream and beg for his cum.

“You should see how these guys party. Holy shit, the amount of alcohol they can drink, especially Vinnie and Brennie. Those two are the party animals.” Juneau claimed as she began openly fingering herself and I groaned, allowing my arousal to surge as I joined her in casually rubbing my clit and flogging molly to the incredible scene in front of us. “I’m glad for Brennie, I was...worried that she was just another mindless grunt who never had fun outside of work.”

“So yer a Free Thinker, I like that.” I grunted and worked myself up quickly, all of the suppressed horniness surging forth and allowing me to quickly gush grool onto my seat. “Ngya~...fuck they’re so hot.” I commented as Kevin drove his knot in and began pumping his seed into his wife and I fantasized about it being me getting so fucking full of his hot, steaming cum~.

“Damn, girl, you’re a quick one.” Juneau huffed and began stuffing most of her hand up her snatch before she howled lowly and creamed her chair. “Fuck yeah, good one babe! Knock her up with plenty of pups, y’here!” Juneau cheered and then chugged the last of her beer before crushing it into a disk against her forehead and dropping it into her cleavage.

“Yes! You heard our wife, give me all the puppies you can pump into me~!” Vinnie screamed in ecstasy as her belly inflated from all the cum he’s pumping out with loud, audible glorps.

“F-finally going to do it? Fuck, we’ve been having sex for thousands of years with Brennie completely out of the loop. About damn time we finally have some pups between us.” Kevin panted and kissed Vinnie’s swelling underbelly as his protracted orgasm continued pumping. Fuck, canids are the best at continuous high-volume male orgasms~.

“Damn they’re cute.” I snickered and leaned over to nuzzle Juneau. “Thanks fer hanging out with me. I guess I didn’t need sex, just to chill. Still though, I think I should go find Luster Dawn and sleep with her tonight. My mate and I haven’t been able to have children together and I know some closeness will help assure her that I still Love her even if we can’t bear each other’s children.” I stood up and enjoyed the pet Juneau gave my tail and ass cheek.

“That’s a good idea, we won’t hold you up.” Juneau retrieved another beer from her cleavage as I left. I idly realized I was naked and hurried down the hall to my shared quarters with Luster and entered to find her working on her omni at her desk.

“Hey, I figured you’d be staying with Vinnie all night.” Luster idly commented while looking over whatever it was she was doing. She’s such a multitasker, I can’t hope to remember what she’s currently working on.

“I ended up meeting another of their wives and had a friendly chat while Kevin and Vinnie got busy on the bed.” I sat on our bed and awkwardly kicked my paws for a few minutes. “So...what’re ya doin’ right now?” Hey…is my accent thickening? Nah, couldn’t be.

“I’m going over the data I have on Hildra’s eggs. It looks like the preliminary data is quite promising, at least from my past experience.” Luster replied clinically and I looked over at the privacy curtains in the corner.

“And why am I needed?” Asked Duo, who was floating mostly out of sight with Zelma poking and prodding him with her sensor-gloved hands.

“As a control. Humans have changed the least since the Fall, mostly due to how naturally diverse Earth is even without magic in its environment and having already broadly adapted to Earth’s multitude of climates. How your species adapted advanced lungs and livers for breathing thin air at high altitudes and holding your breaths for half an hour if need be with only a few generations to adapt these traits means you haven’t needed to evolve.” Luster declared.

“I remember that when the Empire changed the Krogan into the more anthropomorphic forms they have now, they used human DNA to aid in the gene alterations to balance the Krogan lethality and durability with Human dexterity and adaptability.” Zelma commented as she turned the floating human over and ran her hands over somewhere that made Duo snicker ticklishly.

“Creating the hyper-lethal sexy warbeasts they are now.” I mean, the Krogan are one of the few species to retain the Golden Age looks of hunky hot studs and massive milky mamas. Likely because they still worship Urta and Penny which is heavily ingrained in their species’ culture.

“Hey Luster, sorry to call so late, but um, a Krogan just showed up in robes with a book depicting your ass tattoo.” Faye said over the intercom. “They just arrived in a shuttle full of limbs and blood and-.”

“It’s called a Cutie Mark you-ugh! It’s not a tramp stamp, damn it! It’s a-whatever. Tell them to find a room, it’s late. I may not need sleep, but I like to get some.” Luster huffed and shut off her omni before waving Zelma away and she took the barely-dressed floating Duo out of the room like he was a balloon designed to look like an anatomically correct human man.

“Well, this gal just pushed past me, so heads up. I’m not going to try to stop a krogan. I may be slime now, but I can’t prevent a possibly half-ton of total woman from going her own way.” Faye said and Luster groaned as she came to the bed and plopped her perfect booty next to mine.

“Great, whatever. So, let’s wait.” Luster leaned into me and I nuzzled her head as she rested her cheek on my shoulder. Soon enough, the door opened and a 7-foot tall white-robed krogan woman with a blue crest and a body that easily competed with those of us boasting the prosperous form of the Golden Age that filled her outfit gloriously with armor acting as a means to cinch the robes to her body. She had a lot of blood stains all over her.

“My Goddess of Life, I have come with an offering of raw biomass for you to convert into your armies.” She intoned with a bow before us, but she did not kneel.

“Yer quick on the uptake. She’s been a goddess for less than a week. Ah, the Force. Ya may not essentially be Force Sensitive, but Religion in this universe has a fairly similar if much more limited power. Congrats Luster: ya have yer high priestess!” I patted my mate’s back and she sighed tiredly.

“Okay, great. Find a room, go to sleep. I’ll introduce you to Zelma in the morning.” Luster deadpanned with a pout to her lips.

“As you command, my goddess.” She promptly left us and I tugged on Luster’s tail.

“Hey, what gives? I’m not looking forward to being worshiped either, but I figured ya’d handle it more politely than that. Considering yer background.” I asked in confusion and she groaned.

“Jane, hope you never get a proper following, but that’s unlikely to happen. Deities are defined by their follower’s beliefs. Before the Empire even began, a heretical sect of Skaven tried to twist and malform Wiatr with their Corrupt ways. They’re even why she’s a Slime Skaven instead of one of her four original species as her base form.” Luster muttered and I winced.

“Oh, shit. So, ya might not be a unicorn as your base form?” I asked worriedly and Luster shrugged before she pulled me down to lie in bed with her.

“I don’t know, that’s the problem. If my High Priestess is a Krogan, she’s likely from an offshoot sect that worships Life and not just Fertility, War and Power. I might turn into a vixen like Urta and Penny or I might even turn into a Krogan.”

“Oh...wait, what about the Doom Marines? They don’t seem to have changed?” I questioned in confusion, since their descriptions in faded, ancient files closely matched them today.

“Oh-ho-ho~! You are wrong! Okay, I won’t bother with the minute differences, but they are all dramatically different over thousands of years of worship. I’m actually a bit stunned with how much more relaxed they are now. They used to have spiked rods up their asses aside from Vinnie. Or at least that was the face they always showed. Now they’re less like doom and gloom warriors of the End Times and more like the fun aunts and uncles you wish lived closer.” Luster said and I snorted before trying to snuggle.

“Wha-hey~!” I whined when Luster’s body morphed into a giant sort of macabre maw and Rivala was waving cheerfully at me before I was engulfed and stuck sharing a womb with my other mate, who kissed me happily as our slime began to blend. “Mm~! Rivala~! Ahn~!” No~! I was all calmed down and ready for bed~!

I wiggled and moaned before I felt some of Luster's eggs floating around and naughty thoughts came to my head about impregnating her more. I wonder what using the Force on her during the act could do. However, that thought was shelved by Luster’s body removing all the air, forcing me to become pure slime and entwine with Rivala at the molecular level.

We swirled around in Luster’s womb, driving her to repeated orgasms until I got tired of driving her crazy and decided to settle down. Rivala did the same when I stopped resisting her slime’s movements and we just settled together, our respective Argent warmth incredibly soothing.

I thought of the situation a bit and forlornly clutched some of the drone Zerg eggs. They were just fodder for war. Until we could figure out how to have proper children, all they could do was join the soulless droids on the frontline of battle.

My intuition, Force-aided or not, told me this was a cruel necessity and I settled in, allowing my mind to drift and wondering if I’d become aware in another lewd ghostly situation.

I hope not, as fun as they are, I just want to sleep…