Pirate Bebop

Ch.63

“Oh, this feels so satisfying.” Jester cooed while being worn by Quedia as they shopped.

“It’s even better for me, your thick and long-.” Quedia was silenced by Jester pinching her lips shut and tickling her into giggling a bit.

“Shush, don’t say that in public.” Jester giggled before spotting a towering 12-foot tall Lust Demoness browsing the bazaar wearing a simple sports bra and shorts typically handed out by the Argentines in medical or emergency scenarios. “We should stay away from her.”

“Fine, well, time to get dinner, chinaka birds, quality greens and bark roots!” Quedia said as she grabbed some of the common foods from the newly terraformed half of Tarkus.

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I sat with Link and Uri in an observation room as we chatted about how this even came to be. Interestingly Link was the result of dreams from the Warp and the Warp exists here. After looking through Imperial records and talking to Eris, it seems the Warp is the source of all Taint including Corruption, but the Warp in itself is not inherently insidious, just chaotic.

“So, what does that make me?” Link asked as she adjusted the plain sports bra she’d been given. The medical staff didn’t use smocks for patients, just simple tops and shorts.

“A daemon made into a real girl.” I assured her as I rubbed her back. “Ya have a soul, so ya may have been trapped in the Warp fer who-knows how long. Whoever ya were before, now yer Link: Hero of Hyrule!”

“...Where?” Link asked in utter confusion and I sighed as I side-hugged her, causing our equally huge boobs to smish and her tail wagged with her cheeks fluffing up in a blush.

“I’ll tell ya later. Now, Uri, ya didn’t have to stay with us in observation.” I said to my beautiful padawan and she huffed smoke from her nose.

“Mistress.” She side-hugged me, effectively sandwiching me between two beauties I oddly had no sexual attraction to. I admire Uri and she’s sexy and beautiful, but I oddly don’t see her that way. She needs a friend more than a lover, she has those in spades. Link? Well, I fucking birthed her, so I guess it’s the subconscious ‘she’s my daughter’ deal there.

“As things seem, this Twilight Realm is a place of calm in the Warp, not touched by any daemons or other thoughts until this Midna went there.” One of the Scinox explained to us.

“Wait, so Midna is a Warp God?” I asked in surprise. At least the Warp of this universe is far more ambivalent and less volatile. Warp Storms can still happen, but they’re rare and fleeting.

“That explains why I instinctively sought her out, but wound up with Tanya due to proximity. Well, thanks for giving me a chance at life. I don’t know who I used to be, but being Link isn’t so bad.” The beautiful wolfess nuzzled me and I returned the gesture. Yay~ another adopted girl!

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“Vinnie, you look annoyed. What’s wrong?” Brennie asked her sister, who groaned in frustration.

“The Force is being a stuck-up twat, again.” Vinnie replied with a huff. “Hmph! Pussy-ass bitch! Stop being a pessimistic dumbarse!”

“What is it telling you?” Brennie sighed as she dragged the seat Vinnie was sitting in closer to the bed, where the dracowolf chose to lie down on and hear her sister out after the evening pool party she hosted in her goo had wrapped up. She was figuring this would be about her Alts, instead Vinnie seemed preoccupied with dealing with the Force.

“We can’t go to Char and take on both Corpus and the UnSC.” Vinnie grumbled as sparks of electricity coiled around her clenched fist. “Also, I’m more of a Jolteon than ever! It’s like I’m instinctively turning into a pokemon! If I start saying Vinnie, Vin-nie, repeatedly, please capture me and challenge the pokemon league.”

“Focus! You said we can’t go to Char and kick both asses at the same time. What are they packing?” Brennie requested with every little detail both forces warring over the planet had at their disposal coming to her mind. “Nevermind, I got it. Woof, okay, so one side is a tide of bodies with superior deployment methods while the other is a more professional and decisive force. If we jump in, we’ll waste far more resources than we’d get out of the sortie.” People too.

“Don’t forget mind-fucking gods.” Vinnie groaned as she slid out of her seat and onto the floor.

“Right, them. At least we have Jane-.” Brennie was interrupted by a homina, homina studly white changeling with purple eyes and hair being pushed into the room before the door was closed behind him. They looked each other in the eyes and Brennie felt a metaphorical and possibly literal switch flip in her brain that instantly declared him her’s. “Mine!”

“Ah! No! Wait! I’m not-mmph!” The studly stallion was engulfed in red metallic slime as the dracowolf kissed him desperately until Vinnie bonked her on the head with a Not-Horny Bat, the far less potent variant of the Horny Jail Bat without a pocket dimension.

“Bwah! Sorry! Sorry.” Brennie unwrapped her goo from his godly form and licked her lips as she forced herself to slither away from him and hide behind Vinnie, not from him, but to help her restrain her impulse to take him there and then. “I don’t even know your name. I’m Brennie, your Goddess~.” *Soft-bonk*. “Brennie, Goddess of War, Sex, Blood, Wrath and Ruin. My gosh you're a fine boy~.” Brennie crooned with a knead of Vinnie’s shoulders.

“I know he is, Brennie, but yeesh! I haven’t seen you jump someone that hard since the last time you and Urta had a hate-fuck.” Vinnie huffed as she fanned her cleavage, also wanting to pounce this sexy stallion, but she had the resistance of not being a Sex Goddess.

“I’m Jim, the temporary God of War, Power and Virility.” Jimmy told them and Brennie grunted as she pressed her groin into her wife’s ass after reforming her legs with her skirt and panties back on. She wasn’t usually one to wear them, but Rivala was right about the convenience in case she instinctively used a goo-mound for movement.

“Nice to meet you. Anyway, what was I saying?” Brennie asked while trying to shake away the naughty thoughts, but he’s right there and the desire to copulate was nearly overwhelming.

“You mentioned something about Jane being…no.” Vinnie said as the two goddesses pondered while Jim stood there in awkward silence. “Not for us, for them. They need her more because-!”

“My Lantern!” Brennie squealed as she pulled out the Light of The Beating Heart. Jim’s eyes were transfixed to this masterpiece, its metal frame shimmered like gold and platinum all at once, with a red, crystalline case. “With this lit and the buffs it provides, we cannot be affected by those psyker bastards!”

“We don’t necessarily need to beat both forces, we just need to cripple them and let them fall under their own weight. The rest will either scatter or fight over the scraps. Either way, a small but nimble strike forces can get the job done.” As the two continued to talk, Jim began to hope, his mind’s eye seeing the outcome playing out and knew where he needed to be: at Jane’s side, fighting against his former employers.

In doing so, they may uncover more secrets the UnSC had planned. As for the Argentines, he can see them pitted against the Corpus. While it may be suicidal for normal people to fight against an unending army, this was more of their speed and fight. They have stood against the armies of Hell and emerged victorious. Wars of attrition were no strangers to them.

However, Brennie shared another look with Jimmy and knew they would have to wait just a bit longer for the scales to tip in their favor. Then she was kissing him again and being pulled off of him by Vinnie. “Sorry. Good Cadence, boy, are you sure you’re not my soulmate or something?” Bennie joked as she again fought the impulse to make him her mate right then and there.

“I don’t know about that, but I think we’ll work together incredibly well. We just need to adjust to the constant pull between us. I think the only reason I’m not as unable to resist the urge is because I don’t have the Sex Aspect. I wouldn’t say no if we approached it like responsible adults rather than horny teenagers. Ignoring the fact that I’m a horny teenager.” Jimmy snorted and Brennie chuckled before she put Vinnie between them again.

“I can’t believe I have to be the responsible one in the room. I’m the Goddess of Madness! I shouldn’t be the straight-girl in the room!” Vinnie protested and withstood Brennie pressing her groin urgently against her booty.

“Ah, but that’s the Madness within itself as well~.” Brennie teased and Vinnie couldn’t deny the logic in that.

“Fuck, you’re right! If only I was a slime, but we still didn’t get to talk about how being a cyber-slime has impacted your Transformer abilities, now I’m the stabilizing element in this room. Fuck it!” Vinnie vanished her clothes and jumped at Jimmy, Brennie doing the same, unable to resist her desires and Jimmy closed his eyes, accepting his fate.

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Faye strutted out of Spike’s room with a sway to her hips and a smile to her beak. They may not have gone beyond talking and watching a movie in his room together, but it was nice to just be with someone she cared about in a calm and relaxing environment. “I feel so relaxed.” Swerta sighed from the black ‘clothes’ of a relaxed T-shirt and leggings Faye was wearing.

“It was really nice to just sit, chat, watch a chill movie. I thought Spike would run away the moment I suggested we watch a movie in private, but he managed to sit through the whole thing.” Faye ran her fingers through her simulated plumage and then looked at her translucent pink slime hands. “Ever since Rivala did a monkey’s paw on me, Spike’s been acting like I might ‘drag him to my sex dungeon’ or something.”

“The drake’s just skittish, the fact he was willing to sit through the whole movie is evidence he can work past it. Cadence know’s her stuff.” Swerta’s comment got a nod from the slime hippogriff. Cadence had given her a whole list of things to do in what order to gently ease Spike into a steady, healthy relationship. This was step 16. Considering how quickly things have been moving, one might think that’s risky, but Cadence assured her that Spike was already invested.

“Yeah, but he has reason to be worried. Ever since I decided to go goo, I’m horny almost all the time. I had a healthy libido before, but now I’m afraid I might end up being too thirsty for Spike to handle.” Faye mewled before she rounded a corner and squawked quietly when she bumped chest-to-chest with Anno, another resident turned to goo. “Oop! Sorry, Anno.”

“Heh, I enjoyed it, so no big~.” Anno chirped and even pressed their equally huge hooters together, making Faye grunt and click her beak at the pleasure. “Say, since we bumped into each other, would you mind if we knocked boots? Shekka and Hildra have been so busy helping corral their people that they’ve been too tired at the end of the day for our usual shenanigans.”

“...I was straight, but damn it, Rivala’s wish-granting and Swerta have converted me. Alright, I just finished watching a movie with my boyfriend and I’m simmering a bit from being snuggled against him for over an hour. He’s not comfortable with us being more intimate yet and Swerta’s a bit too relaxed.” Faye replied and then let Anno take her by the hand and lead her onward.

“I would’ve worked myself up for you, babe.” Swerta mewled and Faye patted her left boob.

“You just relax, honey. I know it’s rare for you to genuinely get rest, so slip into my Inventory when we get started.” Faye gently insisted to her girlfriend, who Spike had awkwardly accepted into their tentative relationship because Faye refused to exclude her.

“Yeah, I’ll wait until you’re all nice and tucked away to get naughty.” Anno said to them with her tail wagging hard enough to slap the sides of her black-suited ass. “I also have Runner Brand condoms, so we can have futa fun responsibly.” Anno then paused. “Wait, Spike is okay with this, right? I’m so used to the casual sex around here, I forgot to make sure.”

“Spike has given us permission to sleep around so long as we’re still emotionally invested in getting intimate with him, which we are.” Faye and Swerta answered in unison and Anno then pulled them into her room.

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Yoda looked up from his meditation when the cell door slid open and a female creature of silver slime, an entity utterly alien to him back in his time, entered with a swagger that was often attributed to the prideful, foolish or arrogant. However, despite exuding this presence, Yoda could feel through the Force that the Vergence was this way as a result of her environment.

The fact she was clearly a good person, in spite of her faults, inspired hope in him. “So, is yer name Yoda or Yogurt and yer going to sell me SpaceBalls the Flamethrower?” She was also equipped with a brilliant smile and a sense of humor that was refreshing.

“Yoda, I am. Former Jedi, I am. Arms dealer, I am not.” Yoda answered as she leaned against the wall next to the cell door.

“Okay, so what’cha want with me? I’d appreciate some pointers, but I’m sure my Force isn’t-.”

“Under you, train I must.” Yoda’s words made the woman blink in surprise and gesture for him to continue. “The Jedi were ultimately corrupt, at-fault for more than we could have ever imagined, we were. It was not until my exile that, realized I did, the folly of only seeking one element of the Force. Once let in, did I, the Dark Side with the Light Side with acceptance of my faults and the desire to improve, did I realize the wisdom of the Je'daii.”

“I don’t know, ya seem to have yer shit together better than I do. I may be the Goddess of Force, but I’m still new to all of this. I don’t understand why I’m even the manifestation of the Force when there’s someone like ya around.” The woman humbly stated and Yoda smiled.

“You are who you are, because that is who you choose to be. The Force, works in mysterious ways it does. Who am I to protest, if decide it does, that you are its scion? Hm, hm, hm.” Yoda chuckled and the Force manifested bashfully scratched at her cheek with a smile. “My master, you would not be. Learn from each other, we should.”

“That sounds good. Come on, I’ll introduce ya to my padawan: Uri. She’s a natural.” Yoda stood and followed the energetic young one. Even if he felt she was centuries old, she retained a youthfulness that far exceeded his Force-granted youthful vitality.

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“At least one of you was responsible.” Visilia huffed in fond exasperation after finding Brennie and Vinnie snuggled up on either side of James Hawkins, looking preposterously satisfied. She wasn’t surprised when Marcus told her that he’d thrown the absolute Adonis of a changeling to the literal wolves. “Thank you for insisting on using condoms, James.”

“It’s Jim.” James instinctively replied from where he was sandwiched between two goddesses on the bed. She too felt this incredible desire to copulate with him that her wives had succumbed to, but it seemed that with them venting that desire, the overall ‘fuck aura’ has died down for now.

“I’m not used to calling people by their nicknames, but I’ll make you the exception.” Visi approached the bed and sat on the chair next to it. If she climbed in, she may lose control and try to breed the mighty stud for his superior offspring on principle. The changelings in Devorak could use a strong, masculine bloodline and from what she’s read up on him, he’s unique.

“I’m not used to having people call me by my name besides my mother.” James chuckled while rubbing Brennie and Vinnie’s hips since his arms were gently cradling them to his sides as they rested their heads on his thick pecs and biceps. Visi licked her lips. He easily was a match in musculature to Edward and Rico, but his shiny chitin made every muscle shine in the light.

“My apologies. Hm?” Visi noticed Brennie’s Lantern was on the floor. “Oh, I forgot she had that.”

“What does that do anyways?” James asked, not moving from his place as the two warrior goddesses slumbered contentedly upon him. Seriously, Visi couldn’t remember how long it’d been since she’d seen Brennie and Vinnie so wonderfully fucked-out that they had such peaceful expressions. Urta, Penny and Wiatr were the ones who achieved such a result most often. She really needed to reconnect once Paradise was liberated.

“Light of The Beating Heart, a Lantern forged by a Golem God long ago. It is used as a support item. When you light it up, it gives you buffs that will help you on the battlefield. Regeneration, Mental Fortification, Clarity, Heat Intensity and it works as a light source in the dark.” Visilia informed the occupied war god while she ran her fingers through Brennie’s tail slime.

“So we light it up around Char and try to get things calmed down?” Jim asked in bemusement.

“No, it doesn’t encompass an entire planet, its range is limited. Plus we're not going to ask them to leave, that’s pointless.” Visi answered with a shake of her head.

“Ah, so it’ll protect me or others near it from being brainwashed like I was. Thank gosh Jane saved me.” Jim sighed and his opaque purple eyes seemed to stare in the middle-distance.

“Yeah, Jane is incredible.” Visi sighed fondly. Jane was so...Jane. It was incredible to meet someone so amazing that they knocked your socks and underwear right off of you. It was especially special to Visi and other immortals. People like Jane didn’t come around every generation. If they did, the multiverse would be a much better place. “Anyway, yes, the idea is likely to safeguard you against being manipulated so easily again.”

“Good. I was unstoppable in my blind rage from what I’m told. I tore through the ambush fleet like a...well, a wrathful god.” Jim sheepishly said before two lips smooched either side of his face and Visi felt hot at seeing the loving, satisfied expressions on the two wolfesses.

“Can we keep him?” Vinnie cooed and ran her hand up and down his abs.

“We better.” Brennie growled and squeezed his rock-hard pecs.

“Now that you’re awake, girls, we need to talk. As soon as we escape Jim’s ‘fuck me’ aura.” Visi winked at him and Jim rolled his eyes before relaxing and willfully ignoring the two ladies as they ran their hands over his deceptively blank groin and got pulled out of the room by their wife. “Okay you two. You’re going to use my Inventory to test Brennie’s Alts. I know you don’t like them outside of combat or your ‘rides’ to clear your head, but we need to know if they still work.”

“But I don’t wanna…” Brennie pouted and Visi smiled, causing Brennie to smile. “Shit, getting Sex and being well-fucked makes me a whiny bitch, huh? Fine, let’s get this over with. The sooner we find out, the sooner Vinnie can come to the slime side too.”

“Wait, what?” Visilia blinked and then looked hopefully at Vinnie. “Have you also convinced the boys to go girl for a bit to see if they have pokemon traits too?”

“No, they refused. They outright denied turning into women, it wasn’t their desire.” Vinnie’s ears fell flat against her head. “Now we’ll never know what pokemon they look like.”

“Bah, whatever. You and I are pokegirl enough for everyone to handle. Now, let’s go-.” Brennie was silenced by her and Vinnie being engulfed in Visi’s cleavage for an instant before her hall-filling breasts returned to normal and she covered back up.

“Finally. Now they can figure that out in peace.” Visi then headed towards the new ‘zen’ room.