Pirate Bebop

Ch.54

Jim was in the gym jogging on the treadmill while Tanya did her own routine on the elliptical, Amelia was not far off lifting weights. They had the gym to themselves due to the hour and Amelia pulling rank, though Tanya ignored her. However, Jim was concerned at the knowing, lewd glances the two women were casting towards him.

His instincts were screaming at him to flee, to seek the safety of being anywhere other than here, but this was Amelia’s ship and Tanya had the power to outpace him with ease due to her small stature combined with her flight magic. He really needed to learn magic beyond his innate changeling gifts and standard telekinesis.

Midna was being a mother hen over her eggs and Ashley was helping transport them to Paradise, which was a safer and more secure location than the corner of Amelia’s room. This meant he was down a support, but also down another lewd assaulter.

The moment he noticed the shift in their emotions towards full-on lust, he transformed into a white pegasus and flew with all haste towards the emergency stairs, the elevator would just box him in. “Where do you think you’re going, Ensign?!” Tanya cackled, right on his tail, which he’d left hairless so it was one less thing to be grabbed.

“Jim! Get back here!” Amelia demanded, but he barreled through the door and then dove straight down the stairwell’s empty central shaft. He transformed into an ancient dragon and curled up in a ball, hitting the bottom deck of the Legacy seconds later. He promptly transformed back into a pegasus and flew down the hall, making sharp turns through the grid until he reached an elevator, which opened and he froze at the sight of Amelia. “Going somewhere?”

“You’re a cheating cheater who cheats.” Jim huffed and stood in the elevator car next to his mate as she pushed the button for her quarters. “Let me guess, Tanya is already waiting?”

“I’ve vetted her, she’s no mindless lapdog. The moment she heard the word omnicide, she was on board.” Amelia’s words filled Jim with dread as always. The only logical conclusion they theorized for why the UnSC brass wants Luster Dawn was because with a Zerg, not just any Zerg, but a Zerg Queen with the gene codices of all the old gods, they could easily produce pathogens capable of killing every descendant of the gods and the gods themselves.

“Well, still. Even though she’s an adult, I just don’t feel comfortable with pleasuring someone who looks like a child.” She knew what she was doing, Jim admitted, because while woman with Tanya, Jim experienced womanly pleasures his old fuckbuddies had no clue how to tease out. He was also worried that this was why Amelia was so thirsty right now. She likely wants-.

“Jim, I know I prefer men, but I would like to try you as a mare.” Damn it. “I won’t try to force you, that’s unfair. Unless you want us to roleplay like I’m forcing you to, we haven’t done bondage since you knocked me up again.” Amelia patted his groin with a proud smile and he wing-hugged her while rolling his purple eyes.

“Tanya got you wondering what I taste like as a mare, huh?” Jim sighed and with a flash of purple flame, was Jamie once more and she pressed Amelia’s surprised face into the side of her right breast while her usually adequate workout muscle shirt creaked and stretched around her chest basketballs. “Fine then, but don’t sprout dicks with occult magic or something, I don’t want to risk getting pregnant. I might turn into a Queen if that happens.”

“Mmph!” Amelia muffled into her boob, then the door opened and Tanya yanked them into the room with her magic.

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“You could’ve become nearly anything and you turn yourself into a specialized construction Rodi?” Anno snorted in amusement as she climbed into the cockpit of the six-armed Cybertronian mobile suit named Lucatiel. With most of the outer repairs to the Infinity completed, it was decided that Luca would get a proper inspection. It was protocol for the Argentines to have all mechanical equipment, sapient or not, vetted for safety and quality.

“Yes.” Lucatiel happily chirped as she felt the white jackal slime inside of her cockpit, which Anno noted had both traditional controls as well as an MTS, which she’d examined from the Zaku Warrior. Meaning Luca could be piloted by both traditional and non-traditional means.

“Oh, it’s spacious here.” Anno stated as she scanned everything and then plopped her ass into the seat. “Oo~, cozy. You’re chair is sinfully comfortable by its design. Do you have the synchronizing dildo like Runner does?” Anno asked as she wiggled her ass into the seat to see if that would trigger it. She may be in her jumpsuit, but it was no issue.

“Uh, I don’t know. My system analysis suggests not, but that’s why you’re in there.” Lucatiel replied while she dutifully remained perfectly still in a docking berth of the Bebop’s hangar. It felt so surreal to be docking herself in a berth for an inspection. Not unpleasant, just new.

“Hm, well, nothing’s shoving up my cooch, so I guess that’s out. I’ll need to test your Mobile Trace System though, how do I-?” The standard controls pulled away and flushed against the walls on either side of the cockpit door and the seat sank into the floor while a mild tractor beam kept Anno from falling in.

“MTS activated, analyzing.” Luca droned and scanned Anno. “Subject is a slime, can your membrane resist several kilos of force?” Lucatiel was surprised at her autonomous response, but also felt oddly cool.

“Uh, I guess? It’s not like it’ll harm me if I can’t.” Anno’s words caused the cockpit to shut and she was moved to the center of the chamber. “Okay, just stand here then?” Anno watched the ring with the black nanite film descend and she grunted, struggling to remain still as it overlaid her current bodysuit. “Guh, that’s rough. I see why MTS calls for stronger people.”

“Are you okay?” Lucatiel asked her new pilot as control over her body was given to Anno. It wasn’t frightening, unsettling or anything like that. It was invigorating actually. Like a piece of her she hadn’t known she was missing was in place.

“Yeah, I’m fine, but I’m a bit bewildered as to how the MTS will allow me to control six arms at once.” Anno gingerly turned Lucatiel’s head to look at the shoulders. “I’m you right now. I’m not just controlling you from the cockpit, I am you! How does this feel?”

“Incredible, invigorating, inspiring. I think I may love you.” Lucatiel purred playfully. “I don’t know if this is just how a Cybertronian feels about their pilot or what or...I feel all awkward now.” Luca meekly said and Anno cooed.

“Careful, I’m being towed into the holy harem squealing in delight, you might end up in it too if you don’t try to keep some distance. Now, how do I get out?” At Anno’s question, Lucatiel automatically began the shutdown procedure...which unintentionally made her go to sleep.

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“Do you have more details on the sect of Corpus over Char?” Ani asked KG at the end of the official debrief in the nearest secure briefing room to the hangar the Unseen Savior was docked.

“No, but the most urgent bit is that they have dreadnoughts enroute to the planet. They are planning a hostile takeover and the UnSC already has the super-dreadnought Legacy in the system along with their own fleet inbound.” Ivara pointed out on the debrief and Ani nodded.

“That’s unfortunate, that means we’ll need to intervene sooner than is optimal. The Legacy has the current God of Virility, War and Power aboard. It seems we’ll need to perform an extraction of the Legacy somehow, if not just the VIPs.” Ani informed them and Kasumi groaned in dismay.

“We could’ve gotten him out! Fuck! That wasn’t in any of the data we had available!” The human thief/spy/assassin bemoaned at lack of intel causing them to miss out on a perfect Surprise Recruitment opportunity. Then again, if he wasn’t willing to go, she doubted they could’ve taken him without a fight or possible risk to themselves.

“That just means you’ll have to work at it on the assault.” Ani dismissed and left the room.

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“Why~?” Brennie wailed as she was towed away by a group of rask men, who were all too happy to have her in their care. What’s worse was that she didn’t try to stop them! She doesn’t know why, but here she is: at the mercy of these hornier-than-thou aliens ready to pump her full of eggs and of course this excites her.

“Ready to be smothered in dicks, big lady?” One of the Rasks asked when they stopped in a large room filled with pillows and smelling of manliness. It was a mix of musk, sweat, blood and semen in the air as they all surrounded the dracowolf, large cocks on display. One of the men marched up to her before grabbing her head and shoving her nose into his pubic area as others started rubbing their cocks on her fur.

“Mm~.” Brennie mewled as she took in deep breaths, shivering in delight at the scent while being marked as theirs.

“I’m the leader of this little group of men. I keep track of who’s fucked a broodmother or not in the recent months, with whom they fucked and who their kids are. We may not care too much on who our parents are, but diversity is a thing I’m tasked to keep. I got my job by beating and fucking everyone here into submission.” The man that was making her smell him declared, making Brennie note the hundreds of scars on his body.

“And you picked me?” Brennie questioned as the leader petted her head.

“Yes. We’re going to war, why not fuck you full of Rasks to get strong warriors?” The leader said as he lowered her muzzle to his unusual feature for a Rask: external balls. “I ate something I shouldn’t have and these popped out of me. I’ve got all three nuts on display because I accepted a treat from a horny offworlder.”

“Really?” Brennie said curiously as she nosed his ballsack curiously, picking up his scent and shuddering before kissing them. “Hm, such a strong man~. I didn’t think it was possible for your kind to possess such a masculine trait.”

“Just because we’re more feminine than most other species doesn’t mean we’re not men.” He declared before one of the many rask guys around pounced on Brennie’s presented ass and he fed his foot-long length into Brennie’s pussy.

“Hey!” Brennie growled angrily at the offender, but was silenced by the leader burying her snout in his nuts. “Hnyuh~...” Brennie licked the sack, her brain starting to turn to mush.

“Alright, this is the start of the breeding session.” The leader announced as he worked his balls and cock on her face. “It’s okay, nothing to be mad about. I can wait my turn~.”

Several men came on her fur and scales, soaking it in their seed as her first stud rammed away at her quim, gyrating in different directions and driving her crazy. “She only has one clit unlike rask babes, but she still gets off on the usual technique. However, she’s squeezing like a sex droid set to its tightest! She’s so strong, she’ll be a good broodmother for making strong offspring.” The guy assaulting her cunt groaned.

“Mm~.” Brennie felt joy at the praise, working her vaginal muscles purposefully as she lapped and sucked on the male organ in her face at the same time.

“She is a living machine, maybe her eggs will manage to give more than just traits and we’ll breed the ultimate Raskvel from her.” Another man cheered as he groped her breasts and her breeder thrusted faster. The leader chuckled as he took Brennie’s cheeks in his hands and watched her eagerly swallow his girth down her throat with her eyes closed.

“You know nobody can manage that. Rasks always hatch as pure rasks.” Another man said as he played with Brennie’s tits too. Curious at how easy it was to push their fingers into her nipples, they poked their glans at her nipples and inserted them into her breasts with ease. “Oh, gods~.” Needless to say, Brennie spasmed when they surprised her with that!

“So Cybertronian legends are true~!” They began fucking her boobs and Brennie squealed in orgasm, each of her penetrated body parts pulling on the men for their seed.

“Hnng! Incredible!” The leader panted as he intensified the speed and power he was facefucking her with. “No wonder Shekka and Hildra can’t shut up about you!” The leader crowed and Brennie fluttered hazily with giddiness that her mates boasting about her led to this. Still, she isn’t the goddess of Fertility and while this was fun, it wasn’t her way.

Brennie clenched her vagina, nipples and throat down on their cocks with as much force as she was willing to without actually harming them, making the men yelp and stop. Grabbing the leader by the balls, she pulled off of his respectable tool and looked evilly up at him. “Hey, this is fun, but it’s too rapey for my taste. I’m not some submissive bitch who will let any boy toy knock me up. Be rough, but don’t be disrespectful. At least get me on a bed.”

“Sorry, c’mon fellas, let’s get her on a bed!” The leader grunted and helped the other three pick her up and move her to the thickest mat of pillows. “Alright, she said we can be rough! Pile in! Breeding ball~!” Oo~ that sounds fun!

All the Rasks piled on her like the wave of eager reptilian march hares they were. They had her utterly covered in man meat, thrusting into any hole or crevice they could find. Even her ears! She had no clue she could get penetrated there! How the fuck can she-magic, right. Despite the oddity, Brennie writhed and bucked everywhere to provide as much pleasure to them and herself as possible.

It was a continuous orgy that even saw some of the femboys going at each other, providing Brennie a show along with having fun herself. Two days later, Brennie was laying in a puddle of cum, satisfied in a gloriously crass way. “Wow...no wonder Wiatr has huge orgies when she can’t screw her wives or husbands enough?” Brennie panted as she wiped semen from her face and licked it off of her hands.

“You’ve taken each of us numerous times and we’re all exhausted. No wonder the lads up on the Infinity told us we should pace ourselves if we go after one of you. I think a few of us have actually blown a blood vessel in our groins.” The scarred leader groaned from where he was still buried to the hilt in her contented cunt. She had to pull her swollen boobs apart to see him.

“Mm~, can I reward you?” Brennie questioned with a hum as she casually flexed her vagina around his penis and he groaned at the likely soreness. She doesn’t get sore, heh~.

“You’ve rewarded me plenty. Just bear us a hardy generation of rasks to weather the hard times ahead and I can die happy.” He said as he feebly tried to pull out of her, but she held him in.

“I can feel our eggs~.” Brennie giggled before fondling her breasts. They got her tits pregnant. How the fuck? Not even her wives managed that, but then again they’re slimes and their whole bodies besides their boobs turn into a womb naturally. This was the first time she got so much cum in her boobs and didn’t have it altered in some way. Maybe it’s part of her Aspect. This has to be somebody’s kink. It didn’t bug her-right, can’t be ashamed of any kink. Sigh.

“In your breasts? You Cybertronians are full of surprises.” The leader said before he kneaded her heaving hooters. “How will they handle so many eggs? How did they even form?”

“Meh, my wife’s the Goddess of Fertility and I’m full of tricks. Now, I’m afraid Shekka and Hildra are Best Rasks for me, so this may be a one-time thing...unless~.” Brennie’s optics shimmered a carnal red tinged pink. “I think I may be able to squeeze you in on occasion if you help organize these twitchy little cuties. Shekka and Hildra don’t have the patience for that and they’re busy with all the tech being thrown at them. We have Vonee for the Gabs…”

“We’re not a matriarchal society, I’m sure I can get enough like-minded boys together to set something up.” He answered and moaned into the cleavage of Brennie’s yoga-ball sized pregnant breasts when her cunt began milking him again.

“Good boy~.” Brennie cooed while groping her new fecund boobs with fascination and pleasure.

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Butterfly in the sky~. I can fly twice as-. “Snrkt! I’m up! I’m up! What’d I miss?” I asked, then realized I was red and blue and sleeping between Luster and Khorgan in bed. Oh, right, I went to sleep inside of Rivala. I’m still in her membrane.

I carefully slithered up her ‘throat’ and comically stretched her head open to wiggle my massive mams and thicc booty and hips out of my lover’s jaws to step over them with liquid grace to the floor and then go to the bathroom to start my day, whatever time it is. I’ve slept enough.

I was thus unprepared when I turned on the light and saw myself in the mirror. Ugh...now I’m all super-goddess like when I was fused…*sigh*….