Pirate Bebop

Ch.50

“Whoa...okay…” Marcus uneasily muttered as he stood before the assembly of Zerg drones the next morning. “This is so wrong, but it’s not much different from using soulless droids as fodder.” Marcus cleared his throat before turning towards Luster Dawn, who looked both exactly like yet nothing like how he remembered. Little Lusty has grown up in both the best and most awkward of ways.

It always squicked him out when he saw someone as a kid become a total babe or dude later on, it also made him feel old. It didn’t help that she seemed to forget that modesty was a thing and wore nothing but an areola-covering bikini top and a thong. “So, as you can see, they need arms and armor. The Zasks can do the maintenance and the female Zorks need gear capable of remote retrieval because they need the ability to become stationary Spawn Shrooms anytime.”

“Why don’t the guys have dicks?” Travelex questioned as she cupped a bare groin curiously.

“Trav.” Uri intoned and the red dragoness quickly rejoined Marcus’s companions, who would be with him at all times because they were VIPs that needed to remain in command’s presence.

“Alright, will basic droid blasters do for weapons? As for armor, I’m sure we can throw older suits from surplus at them. Don’t know about the Zasks though. We don’t have kits that small.” Marcus mused as Luster nodded before she shrugged.

“Don’t worry. The Zasks aren’t frontliners; they’re the support. Their small size makes them harder to hit. So long as they remain behind the towering brutes, they should be fine.” Luster then bit her lip and pulled a tiny orange bodysock from her cleavage. “Besides, the cutie booties are in skinsuits.” Marcus rubbed his snout and sighed through his nose.

Of course some part of this would be oversexed. “Son.” Marcus looked up at his sire’s voice and smiled at his fama as Brennie entered the hangar of the flagship of the fleet he brought. However, her worried expression took away his smile. “Marcus...I need to speak to you in private.” She looked over the arrayed fodder and licked her lips before she pulled her attention back to him.

“If this is about your Aspects, I want the others here as well.” Marcus requested, but his mother whimpered.

“Sweetie I...I don’t...I need to get rid of something. Now.” Brennie said with despair.

“Mum, you’ve lasted this long, just hold on.” He pleaded to her.

“I’m going crazy Marcus. I...Luster. I am going to put myself in stasis. I’m overclocking, hard. I can feel my circuits squealing and about to give. Store me until my other children arrive.” Before Marcus could say anything, she went still, bland, empty. Her optics were dark and she was now standing at rest like a droid that was switched off.

“Oh dear. Let me put her in my storage before anyone else sees her like this.” Luster hovered like the maykr she clearly emulated and pulled her top up before her breasts rapidly expanded, engulfed his inert parent and then shrunk back down before she covered her nips. “I hope the other Marines haven’t had to resort to this, but considering how drawn-out this affair has been, I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re offline somewhere private right now.”

“Luster, get off my fucking ship.” Marcus growled angrily as he clenched both fists.

“No prob, Marky. I’ll have to leave these here though, I can’t teleport that many at once.” Luster vanished, leaving the Zerg drones to slump slightly, out of range of their controller.

“Marcus, that was uncalled for.” Dulvex chided him in that Fluttershy-like tone that always hit harder than any strike from an enemy. Gods he missed Aunt Flutters. “Yes, she brought up painful points, but now you’ll have to deal with her in more awkward tones because she’s an essential part of the plan.”

“Dul, I’m not in the mood for this.” Marcus huffed, trying not to vent his anger on them. Only a right bastard takes out their mood on their loved ones. He’d seen it enough to avoid it.

“Uh-oh, Uri, grab him. He needs his medicine.” Selvex tugged on Uri’s sleeve and the Maud-like dragoness quickly grabbed him and stuffed him down her cleavage due to her immense world-crushing strength and the suddenness of the act. “Not that one!”

“Calm. Quiet.” Uri patted her boobs and Marcus poked his head out with a pout at his ladies.

“I’ll get back at you for this.” Uri then pushed him back into the peaceful tranquility of a personal Inventory and he grumbled. At least he already got his Staff briefed and in motion this morning. With nothing to bother him, he could consider the sudden, unwanted future of impending divinity. He’d seen it hurt his family so much, but he wasn’t going to deprive his siblings of their rights. Firstborn he may be, but he wasn’t greedy.

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“This isn’t right.” I mewled as I petted the still brow of Vinnie where she stood in a corner, facing out and her optics dead. “She’s so full of Life. She shouldn’t be like this.” I hugged the sleeping goddess and sniffled into her neck floof, on the verge of tears. “Shit. This is going to be me someday. I have more than one Aspect.”

“Maybe, maybe not. Force is essentially a derivative of Soul and Freedom is tied to the two as well. While theirs synergized, nowhere nearly as much are they as part of one another as yours.” Visilia rubbed my back as she too looked sadly at her wife. “It’s only until our children come and they can bear the weight from their parents.”

“That’s fucked up.” Khorgan huffed from where she was looking at Rico, who towered over her and was in another corner of the room. “It’s the job of the parents to make the lives of their children easier. Then again, there’s no shame in taking help from your kin when you get too feeble. Or overwhelmed.”

“Good philosophy, too bad it couldn’t last forever.” Juneau mewled from where she sat, leaning against Kevin in another corner and unwilling to leave him. “I wish Rico and Edward had their own support here right now.” Rivala poked in and shook her head sadly. “Oh, right, you can’t pluck people across dimensions without extra help. Thanks for offering though.”

“I’ve already put the emergency family call out. They’ll be here soon enough.” Visilia informed us as she gently pulled me away from Vinnie’s still form. “Now then, let’s talk about things we can address right now. Khorgan, you want to be Jane’s mate? She’s a package deal. You need to learn to play nice with the rest of us.”

“Sure, not like harems aren’t fucking common or anything on Thraggia. If you’ll put up with my bullshit, I’ll put up with yours. However, considering you’re all kick-ass ancient warriors, I’m sure we won’t have any issues.” Khorgan shrugged and then combed out her ass-length bright red locks of hair with her fingers. “Fuck, do you ladies know how to braid? I usually have Tam-Tam do it for me, but she’s definitely busy drooling over all of the tech you’ve got here.”

“I do. It’s calming, so thank you for asking.” Visilia and Khorgan went to the bed and Rivala pulled me by the hand from the room while Juneau joined Visi in braiding Khorgan’s hair.

“Hey Rivala, I’m surprised you’re not in Luster’s womb.” I said to my fairy pony slime mate.

“It’s kinda packed in there right now and with how much she needs to do in there, it’s kinda no fun being her Belly Pet right now.” Rivala guided me to the common room and sat with me, leaning against me as she turned on the holo. I could use more normal things like this.

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Quedia was mystified by this strange woman and her incredible powers. She managed to guide her and Bask out of the massive building Bask had brought her to from out of the wonderful heat of the outside with casual and even amusing ease. All they had to do was hold her hands and let her walk them out.

Once outside, their rescuer activated something that caused a shrill chirping before her vision changed from the volcanic surface of Char to the interior of someplace else that had even more alien designs to it than the already alien place she’d been before. Unlike the harsh angles and plain metal walls, this one was all swooping curves and riddled with extensive details.

After the white and golden woman released their hands, she was pounced upon by a jester! The minx had grabbed their savior’s bosom and was eagerly groping her! “Ha-ha~! Yes, yes, you did well my little Jester. You can get handsy later, though. We need to go and give the info to the right people.” After a pat on the jester’s head, the spry woman silently wiggled in joy with her hands on her cheeks before she cartwheeled away. “Don’t mind Jester, she’s cute like that.”

“Cute? You consider someone molesting you in greeting to be cute?” Quedia questioned in disbelief. Truly, times are queer if such a violation of one’s person was considered welcome.

“Don’t worry about it. While generally discouraged, it’s not illegal to be physically affectionate in public.” Bask informed her and Quedia opened and closed her mouth as she tried to process that. If Bask were to feel her up in public, she’d be both upset and admittedly confused as to really how to feel otherwise. She wouldn’t be embarrassed, she’s beautiful and knows it.

“Where we’re going, you’ll have to get used to it quickly. We’re going to be surrounded by frequently horny beautiful people not afraid to get affectionate.” She turned to them and put her hands on her wide birthing hips. “Now then, I’m Kasumi Goto, I’m wearing my wife Ivara Prime. Our husband, KJ-G2, is manning the helm right now. Welcome to the Rebel Alliance!”

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“What do you mean ‘no’?!” Visilia shouted in disbelief since only one of her children arrived some time ago. Alone. “Where are your other siblings?”

“Back home.” Her son, Rex, answered and Visi let out a distressed sigh.

“Our family is in peril and you all have the gall to say no?! Are you out of your minds?!” The demoness alicorn snarled as tears began to form.

“If we take even one of the Aspects, we’d all die!” Rex argued back and I was as shocked as the others. This was nothing like what I’ve been told about how Aspects work!

“W-what? That makes no sense! All of the Empire’s divinity studies have matched up with what we’ve experienced in Devorak, what’s different?” Visilia looked devastated at the bad news.

“I’m sorry, mum, but they can’t separate themselves from their Aspects without losing literal pieces of themselves. Urta and Penny have been observed to be much calmer and submissive, according to Ashley. Oh, by the way, Ashley is in contact with us.” Who? “But there’s still a way.” Rex continued as he brought out a strange, yet elegant golden-white device and showed it to us. “Before I came, Jehovah intercepted me and brought me to his Heaven. He gave me this device called the Equinox Filter.”

“So, Big G God? You met him?” I asked curiously and Rex shrugged. “Oh, so...multiverse, right. Cool beans.” I guess this Jehovah is just their universe’s version of Big G.

“Oh, of fucking course He would know. Omniscient bastard always knows.” Visi groused in annoyance. “Okay, fine. They can’t give their Aspects away without becoming less like themselves, what does this device do to help them? Help us? Especially since we already tried divvying up Life.”

“It channels the divine entity’s powers to those fit for that role. This way it’ll alleviate the strain weighing down on them and turn those blessed into literal demigods, not just the genetic ones like me and my siblings. Now, we don’t know the percentage of how many will be affected, but it will work and should stick to those the subject is familiar with.” Rex assured us before looking around the room in confusion. “Hm, where is my fama and Marcus for that matter?”

The door leading into the room opened to show Luster and some sexy dragon ladies. “Oh, Rexy! Where are the others?” My future wife questioned when she hovered in.

“They’re watching over things back home until I return. I don’t know about Marcus, he was reported to be indisposed when I arrived. I was told that you have my fama?” Rex asked her with a look of bemusement. “Wait, Little Lusty? Is that you? Wow you grew up.” Rex commented as they entered and closed the door, the room expanding in dimensions to more comfortably contain us.

“Meanwhile, all that seems to have changed with you is that handsome goatee. Taking after Pappy Hydrax?” Luster replied with a snicker before she pulled her bikini top up, expanded her breasts, then returned them to normal with Brennie standing in the middle of the room like how her fellow Marines were in the corners.

“I’ll have you know that my grandfather is a worthy role-model to emulate. Now, help me get them situated in a circle. Do you remember your lessons on standard Hellish pentagram ritual circles?” Rex questioned while we began picking up the Marines. Rico and Edward needed to be carried by the green and black dragonesses specifically due to their immense strength. “Mum, join them in the circle, it’d be better if you start blessing our people earlier. For you it’s less about alleviating your Aspect’s pressure and more about sharing the benefits.”

“Oh, good idea. Maybe the Scinoxes will finally feel comfortable with themselves with both Brennie and I sharing Sex and Fertility.” Visi commented before she stood at the open sixth part of the Hellish ritual circle luster had quickly drawn in her own blood as casual as can be. All of us not involved stepped back before Rex planted the white Heavenly sculpture in the middle.

Once Rex had stepped out, the sculpture shined blindingly bright and my Slime Sight couldn’t overcome it. I-I feel s-something h-happening? C-can’t...think...r-Rip AnD tEaR!

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“...Where are we?” Brennie asked when she realized she was aware. She was expecting to have Rex, Marcus and her other children around, but instead she was standing in the buff with her husbands and wives in some sort of blue-white realm that was a lot like how Meen-Rei described Aetherius in the dimension Brennie considered her home-away-from-home.

“...Everyone, stay calm. We’re inside of Jane’s Soul.” Vinnie announced with her optics wide and looking on the verge of panic. “Something has tethered us to her and we’re transmitting something through her. I think...I feel that it’s the power of our Aspects.” Vinnie calmed herself and looked around at the beautiful foggy realm. “Wow. Jane’s soul is beautiful. I knew that, but wow it’s incredible from the inside.”

“Hold on, is this a Terry Pratchet moment? Like when Death says that the Infinite from the other side is blue?” Edward questioned philosophically and the others shrugged.

“Hey, I may be our Goddess of Souls, but I’ve never been inside of a Soul before.” Vinnie admitted as she continued to look around curiously, but had remained still otherwise and the rest, out of caution, imitated the act.

“I’m feeling less on-edge, so this should be a good thing.” Rico offered and the others nodded, aside from Visilia, who shrugged.

“I only have the one Aspect, so it’s probably not as noticeable for me.” Visi then perked and cooed. “H-hey~. Vinnie, I recognize this. The artifact from Jehovah must be collecting Life and giving it to me.”

“Aw, but we split it up between us.” Vinnie mewled in disappointment, but then smiled. “Well, I guess I shouldn’t have Life and Death. The Fertility Goddess should have Life.” Vinnie stuck her tongue out at their alicorn wife and then looked at Kevin. “How are you doing over there? You’ve been quiet.”

“Considering I’m basically our version of Cocoa, being quiet is my default. As for how I’m doing? Pretty damn good. The Aspects I cover are rather select compared to all of yours and the persons I’m channeling to are ones who must already be perfectly suited.” Kevin answered with a shrug of his wings. It was at this point that Brennie realized her own wings were out, so were the others. She’d gotten used to them having their wings put away for space reasons.

“What I’m worried about is how this is affecting Jane. Like, why are we even in here?” Brennie questioned, worried for their new incredible mate and future wife that resonated with each of them quite well. “What is happening, Visi?”

“Well, Jehovah gave Rex an artifact to safely channel our powers to those worthy without the personality shifts inherent to removing Aspects.” Visilia told them and Vinnie gulped fearfully.

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“Raaargh!” Jet winced at the primal roar of fury as Jane rampaged. Shortly after whatever ritual was happening began, his First Mate went berserk and Luster quickly teleported the silver slime outside of the base before her current form was achieved. Argentines kept a safe distance as they recorded the towering six-armed, twelve-winged 600-foot tall giantess who had taken on the features of the six deities she was channeling, toppled a mountain of scrap to the west.

It was like looking at all of the most prominent features of Visilia Themis and the Marines seamlessly molded into the perfect entity with Wrath overwhelming everything. Fitting, since that was apparently Berserker’s original Aspect. He was thankful that Jane wasn’t properly using all this power she had coursing through her or Tarkus would have ceased to exist already.

Jane had Berserker and Hunter’s draconic scales over parts of her snout and limbs, she had a mane of spiky hair and her wolf tail was similar. She had Visilia’s horn on her head and Runner’s ears. Her muscles were so pronounced they must’ve been from Pillar and Collateral. She had also become Cybertronian, her body forming a solid exterior beyond just a membrane.

She genuinely looked, sounded and acted like a primordial machine goddess of destruction seeking to end the world, besides the mindless and senseless violence being delivered upon the mountains of scrap bordering the oil ocean to the west instead of anything or anyone living. Then the giant brown/black centipede monsters appeared and she began tearing them apart.

“So those are Daer Wyrms. They’re part of why Tarkus was a garbage world, before the junk made surfacing too difficult for them and they resorted to being entirely subterranean.” Jet mused as he watched his Wrathful friend Rip and Tear the giant centipede-like beasts apart with her bare hands with the addition of some hand-based blaster weapons.

“You’re handling your friend becoming an icon of destruction rather well.” Helvex commented from next to Jet on the bridge of the Bebop.

“If she truly meant to harm us, she wouldn't have gone rampaging away from the base. Whatever your plan to help your gods is, she’s still got enough of herself to instinctively avoid harming us.” Jet sighed and watched the bodacious beauty break the bodies of the big bastards with her paws crushing the fallen while she continued bashing them with her fists.

“All I know right now is that it's working. I can feel myself growing more powerful. Hopefully Miss Silver acclimates to this soon and we can get an explanation as to why she, as a native, was affected in such a way when she wasn’t even part of the ritual.” Helvex commented and then watched in appreciation as the Icon of Wrath gathered several of the wyrms up and twisted them to death using each of her six arms to great effect.

“Ugh...I need a drink.” Jet groused and rubbed his temples.