Pirate Bebop

Ch.57

It was sudden. It was unexpected. Damned megacorporations and their bureaucracy and bullshit! If they hadn’t been lulled into such a protracted ceasefire, the sudden bombardment from the Corpus fleet that arrived in the system without warning wouldn’t have been so jarring! Jim had to admit, though, it was a stroke of genius on the Corpus’s part. Keep the enemy bogged down in procedure, then hope the hammer coming down broke them.

Thankfully, despite the ambush, Amelia had thought ahead and kept the Legacy on the far reaches of the Char system away from the Corpus flotilla in orbit around the red and black mineral marvel. This meant that while the reinforcing fleet, only half the size of the occupying forces, was attempting to break down a mountain with a sledgehammer while the actual digging machine was metaphorically days away.

Too bad there’s a landslide.

“On your left!” Tanya barked as her custom Landman Rodi: Night Claw fired its rail rifle. The little minx was chanting prayers over the comms and her MS shifted from glowing red to yellow. Jim felt empowered whenever she chanted to Urta and Penny. With Tanya as his wing commander, Jim was able to rapidly respond to enemy mobile suit and fighter support.

That is to say, he was able to annihilate them. Jim was immensely thankful to Commander Arrow and Ashley for training him into a martial artist able to control and contort the Strike Sword in ways that no modern mobile suit could hope to match without a master pilot at the controls. He flew through enemy formations, his sword sweeping through the Shigen suits.

Still, despite their hard shutdown of the ambush, the main force would be along soon and the Legacy has only downed the smaller ships of the ambush, the battlecruisers are still in the action as well as most of the frigates. Jim had the feeling help was on the way, but he hoped it would arrive sooner rather than later. His enhanced changeling empathy could sense something else bad was coming from the anticipation wafting from the main enemy group.

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Learning that the Argentines have temporal drives causing their space travel to be nearly instantaneous from the outside, but having the drawback of having the actual travel time the same within the ship, helped me calm down in a big way. “Ahn~!” Also Marcus’s dick! Especially Marcus’s dick~! “F-fuck~!” I howled and came from his cock throbbing within me after I’d driven myself upon it with aplomb. “Y-ya still haven’t orgasmed!” I panted angrily, feeling impotent.

I may not have been born a woman, but fucking damn it, I thought I was good at providing pleasure! My mates never had this much trouble getting off! I tried to move, but Marcus gently patted my ass and shook his head.

“That’s because I’ve willed myself not to feel what you’re doing right now. I have a degree of bodily control that many would consider legendary for not being synthetic or slime. I wanted you to vent your frustrations and unease before I got my own pleasure, which is delayed, not unfelt.” Marcus assured me and I flopped against the large male’s chest with a huff.

“Just fucking cum already. I’m getting tired, I’ve been at it for hours. I’m not a goddess of Sex or Fertility. Besides, ya put on a damn condom, at least let me get off on ya cumflating a balloon in me.” I grumbled as I squeezed his supple and firm pecs and weakly wagged my tail. His knot is buried in me along with the rest of his member, so unless I force it, I’m not going anywhere.

“If that’s what Mama wants~.” Marcus crooned and he really began to squeeze my ass.

“I ain’t yer mum, I’m too damn young ya-oh my gosh~!” I squealed and howled in orgasm as he grunted and groaned while his dick began gushing loud glorps of hot cum into the magic condom that was now cumflating me, but my Navel Pearl kept me from displaying that as I spasmed against the total stud, drooling from my lips, nips and my lower lips as he pumped me with semen. “Pups, pups, pups~...” Yis~, breed me~...

“Heh, naughty Mama~.” Marcus purred as the condom felt like it was straining with his load as I orgasmed around his gushing meat stick. “Huh, that’s odd. I’m used to aunt Vinnie’s condom brand handling loads much bigger and harder than this just fine. You must’ve worked it too hard.” Yes! Pups! “Such a shame if I accidentally got my future ma-in-law pregnant.”

“Yis, breed meh…” I drooled, still cumming as he continued to cum in me for a while longer. Eventually I came down from my euphoric high and moved my head up to kiss the male I mounted. “Mm, will yer fama be mad if I try to claim ya?” I asked in the afterglow.

“No, because she and Vinnie are in the same boat with those noodle siblings of mine. You know, Eris and that.” Oh, that’s right! “Plus, while you’re gonna marry them, we’re not related by blood and it’s safe for our children, not to mention the whole gene neutrality thing.” Yes~!

A terminal rang in the room and auto answered to reveal a handsome red alicorn on the screen. “Brother, I just got word you took a dreadnought out?” Oh, this must be Rex.

“Yes, Rex, it was an emergency. Why is Eris letting you call?” Marcus asked as I sat up.

“Because I was on the ship you took to get a report I needed immediately, not later.” Rex answered before the door opened to reveal him when he entered with his face looking at a datapad before he looked up. “Gah, why didn’t you lock the door?!” The stallion demanded as his wings fwoomped out in a wingboner and he hid his eyes behind the tablet.

“Because I had this hot Mama on my shoulder dripping a trail on the floor.” He spanked me.

“What he said, besides the mum part.” I affirmed shamelessly with my tail wagging. I’m too damn happy lately~. “Again, I’m too damn young to be yer mum, don’t fucking call me that.” I huffed as I poked his nose, but I couldn’t stop my tail wagging.

“I’m, uh, I’m going to g-.” Rex began before the door closed behind him.

“Nope! Yer repressed. Get the fuck over here, at least sit down and talk like an adult.” I huffed and tried to morph around to get off of Marcus’s meat, but… “I’m...stuck? How?” I pulled my tits apart to look down at my stretched cunt that was clinging stubbornly to his knot.

“Aunt Vinnie’s condoms are really good. You can’t deform around it.” Marcus smirked and I punched him in the left nipple for the deception! I was too horny to care to focus on the little things and now I’m stuck mounting him until he goes soft! “We might be stuck like this for a while longer.”

“Yes, so let me leave you two to-what?!” Rex gasped when I casually launched him with accuracy through the air with the Force to sit on the chair at the desk next to the bed.

“Ya, sit, talk.” I growled and the stallion nodded rapidly. “Now, ya have repressed the troubles ya want to speak to yer older brother about. Ignore the naked slime wolfess mounted on him.” I gestured for him to get on with it while I tried not to move too much or flex my kegel muscles.

“About time! I thought I was gonna have to force you to talk.” Marcus remarked, much to his brother’s dismay.

“Don’t make me Mind-Trick ya into going soft.” I growled and pouted with my arms crossed. Being knotted is great, don’t get me wrong, but I’d rather not be when trying to mediate. Actually~. I grinned evilly and began moving, enjoying his cock as it rubbed my insides until I finished orienting into a meditation pose and rested my hands on my thighs as I closed my eyes

“Is she going to meditate while she’s-?” I opened the eye facing him and he shut up. “Right.”

“Anyway, speak. What troubles you, Rex?” Marcus questioned as he relaxed, resting his arms behind his head and I hummed at feeling his dick move within me. It was...oddly centering. Yeah. Let’s focus on that. If I’m going to get into meditation outside of zoning out while in a void, drinking nutrition while hyper-preggers or sleeping in a womb, then I should start somewhere.

“I’m not going to talk while a lady is-.” I idly waved a hand in his direction. “I don’t think I was as ready to be King as I thought.” Rex admitted from my gentle loosening of his inhibitions against telling the truth of how he felt. I felt Marcus’s dick twitch within me and I cooed, but kept my eyes closed and continued to focus on the sensation, not the pleasure itself, but the concept.

“Why is that? You always claimed that you could be King and handle whatever work gramps set you to just fine.” Marcus became concerned for his brother.

“That’s not the problem. I feel like I’ve missed out on discovering myself. I always had the expectations of being the next ruler eventually and I held myself to that role, but now that I am I feel unfulfilled. I’m still a virgin, as you know.” Rex sighed and I choked, rocking on Marcus and making him grunt as I looked at the alicorn.

“A handsome guy yer thousands of years of age is still pure? Wow! That’s-fucking, ey! Fist-bump!” I leaned forward, enjoying Marcus thrusting up into me as I goaded Rex for a fist-bump. He was hesitant, but he did it. “Anyway, that aside. Damn, no wonder I’m angry at ya just for existing. Ya denied yerself Freedom! Marcus, have someone stand in for him or something and send him on a bender.”

Marcus chuffed and began moving more. “Can’t. The bender part. As much as I like teasing him about it, as the appointed ruler of Devorak, he cannot have sex until he marries.”

…

“The fuck ya just say?” I demanded heatedly.

“I said-.”

“I fucking heard what ya said! I’m just not believing it! Ya mean to tell me yer still holdin’ outdated peer pressure from dead people for yer government’s head of state?!” I snarled, frothing at the mouth and causing my kegel slime to clench around his length in anger.

“No, I’m just fucking with you! I can’t believe you couldn’t tell that I was lying!” Marcus urgently admitted as my cunt wrung his cock like a wet towel! He tricked me?!

“I’m not peering into yer soul out of courtesy, ya fuckin’ arsehole!” I snarled and punched him in the other nipple before I huffed and leaned back into the meditation pose. “I’m angry now, either stay still or just fuck me until I’m happy again.”

“Okay.” Marcus shrugged before making the call back home. Rex shuffled in his chair as the pheromones of arousal started to come off of him.

“Yes, Marcus, what is it?” Someone who had to be Hydrax answered.

“I’ve accidentally abducted Rex from an emergency deployment with the ship he was on, could you cover for him?” Marcus requested while using his other hand to stroke my thighs.

“Certainly, why, if he kept stressing himself out so much I was going to take the throne back for a while so he could come to terms with himself. Take care.” Hydrax hung up and then Marcus clapped my ass cheeks and I jumped. My legs were back on either side of him as he pulled me towards him while spreading my cheeks.

“U-uh, remember I mentioned the butt-stuff was only in the heat of passion?” I nervously asked as Rex quickly and awkwardly disrobed. “I wasn’t just saying that! I’m still kinda uneasy about-!” Watching Rex’s massive 2 and a half foot long horsecock spring free of his trousers made all my rational thoughts cease. “Fuck it, put that in me! If yer uneasy about yer brother being involved, just remember the Golden Rule: it’s not homosexual if the opposite sex is involved.”

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The next in-ship morning, Marcus stood on the bridge with Rex uneasily standing next to him. “So. How was your first time? Considering it was anal, anyway.” Marcus conversationally asked his little brother.

“It was...something, but I think it’s safe to say that I’m more at ease with myself. For now.” Rex answered while scratching the back of his head. “Is she going to be alright?”

“Jane’s a big girl, she’ll be fine. Besides, the girls will make sure of it.” Marcus waved away his brother’s concerns for her. “I’m more worried about this Jim Hawkins character losing it. We can’t afford another Urta Massacre.”

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I hummed, slowly untangling from the blankets as I opened my eyes. Oof, I’m nice and full of a giant condom full of hot semen and my body has ingested a good amount as well. I slowly unwrapped from my cocoon of sheets and blankets to put my paws on the floor and I stretched to wake up my membrane before I staggered towards the bathroom.

Damn, Rex may have been a virgin, but he was damn spirited. Marcus just kept tormenting me until I turned into a breed-hungry bitch again. I still can’t believe how much I instinctively and subconsciously crave to have pups. I went to the toilet and began the long process of draining, something I’ve never had to do before, but thankfully this magic condom also seemed to handle disposal quickly, shrinking down to a puny little thing like an earthling condom.

I flushed and then leaned back against the toilet as I collected myself, fishing out Jimbo’s flask from my cleavage for a nourishing morning session of-huh? I blinked at nothing entering my mouth and I sucked, then tried I pouring it out. Nothing! I began hyperventilating in panic, before I remembered that we’re technically in an isolated pocket dimension right now. Some things just can’t breach that.

“Holy fuck. I about had a panic attack.” I slumped back against the toilet, almost puddling, which would’ve been dangerous on a toilet of all things, so I got up and scratched at my head while I put the flask away. Shit. Loading up on biomass has been a daily morning routine for me when I’m not out of it or otherwise occupied. The fuck am I gonna do to fill the morning now?

“Hey.” I looked towards the bland voice to see a beautiful black dragoness with red eyes in a casual gray T-shirt and shorts blandly staring at me. “Breakfast?” She held up a tray with a hearty high-protein breakfast on it.

“Uh, sure.” I followed the beauty out to the desk where she set the tray down. Next to the desk was a soft pink dragoness in a turtleneck sweater and sweatpants.

“Marcus and Rex are on the Bridge.” The gentle-looking woman told me as I sat down and the black beauty began rubbing my shoulders with her powerful hands penetrating my membrane with ease, making me groan and relax rapidly. “Don’t mind Uri, she’s a person of few words and loud actions.” Fuck yeah…

“Tense.” The beauty said and I hummed in agreement as she worked my membrane masterfully.

“With hands like that she can be as loud as she wants.” I mumbled with my eyes closed. On the surface, she was utterly blank. It was like looking at a stone wall. I felt an urge to look deeper and I witnessed a soul so beautiful I wanted to cry.

“Thanks.” Uri scratched my ears and my relaxation went from soothing to stirring.

“Aw, she really likes you. It’s rare for her to click so well with someone she just met.” The pink woman commented before she patted the black beauty’s shoulder. “Since you two understand one another, I’ll go make sure the others aren’t causing trouble.”

“Okay.” Uri replied as she massaged my face, since I’d slumped back and had my face facing her. I fell asleep soon after, then woke up snuggling the still-clothed dragoness in bed. “Better?”

“Yeah.” I squeezed the beauty and nuzzled her throat with a kiss that made her chest rumble in approval. She may not be wordy, but her body spoke volumes. “I wish I met ya earlier. Ya have so much potential.”

“Potential?” I nodded into her collar and rubbed her side.

“Uri Mitsuhige, will ya be my Padawan?”

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“I sense a disturbance in the Force!” Vinnie chimed with every hair standing on end so much she looked like a Jolteon about to fire Pin Missiles everywhere. “Wait, there’s something else!”

“Salutations!” A voice called, one laced with two that overlap one another in a harmonic tone that sounded familiar. Turning to face the voice, Vinnie was stunned when she saw it was Brennie and Visilia, fused into one! “Your sexy wife has come to blow your mind!” The slime cybertronian was mostly a dracowolf, but with hooves, demon wings and a horn.

“Bwuh?! Br-Vi, girls, you may be having fun, but remember what happened to Wiatr.” Vinnie warned them because she could see her wive’s souls entwining gleefully with one another.

“We know, we’re just reveling in the sensation that Wiatr told us about so long ago. Besides, we’re on a Wiatr-style power trip!” Bresilia exclaimed in ecstasy before the two split from one another, once more their individual selves. Although...

“Really, Brennie?” Vinnie mewled at her slime cybertronian wife. She knew slimes could perform sexy acts solid beings couldn’t hope to do, but Brennie had always resisted the temptation until now. “Oh no, now you are Willow. Are you okay? Your soul is happy, but how is your mind?”

“...We didn’t think this through.” Brennie muttered in shock at the lust-driven mistake she made.

“To be fair, it was in the heat of passion and the synergy of our Aspects. Besides, now you can do all the things our slime wives have done to drive us crazy yourself.” Visilia side-hugged her equally metallic red slime wife, their red shiny bodies adhered readily before Visi pulled away, leaving gooey strands between them. “...That’s surprisingly hot. I’m not used to firming up my membrane myself yet. Don’t worry, it’s mostly subconscious.”

“Also, at least changing your form is a lot easier now. I wonder, do you still have Alts or are you now metamorphs able to take any shape with ease?” Vinnie mused with a look between the two cyber-goos. “I mean, the sexy connotations aside, that would be immensely powerful.”

“There are only so many changes one can handle in their lifetime.” Brennie gulped fearfully.

“Yeah, I mean, Jane went through so many in less than a month, but she’s doing fine. Don’t worry, Brennie. Just go relax somewhere, wrap your head around this. Actually, why don’t you try pooling in a tub like a slime? They all say it’s incredibly relaxing. Don’t forget you hired all those slimes to be pools at your resorts, they can’t be talking out of their asses.” Vinnie rambled as she hugged her worried wife, before then resuming her prickly-furred state. “Oo~ the Force.”

“Before we interrupted you with our runaway antics, what had you so bushy-tailed?” Visilia asked as she too hugged Brennie, avoiding adhering to her equally amorphous lover this time.

“Yeah, I haven’t seen you this bristly outside of combat or intense prophetic notions.” Brennie observed, pushing her existential dread to the side for the moment to focus on her beloved’s issues. She did it all the time, it may not be healthy, but it’s a coping mechanism too.

“You know how I’m supposed to be helping Jane learn how to use her Force powers, being the one among us most in-tune with such things? I feel like I’ve been faffing about too long and now she’s got her own Padawan!” Vinnie chuffed and electricity danced on her bristly fur. “I’m upset with myself for getting sidetracked so much-are you two absorbing my electricity?” Vinnie questioned in bemusement and the two cyber-goos shrugged. They’re new to it too.