Pirate Bebop

Ch.74

While I can never tire from Sex, thanks to Brennie being the Goddess of said act of pleasure, I did eventually frig myself long and hard enough while also tormenting Uri that I ceased to be overwhelmed with the desire to make babies. At least I had the strength of will not to sprout male organs and fuck Uri’s fallopean tubes directly to impregnate her instead.

I was also getting bothered with concerns over the events going on outside of Uri’s wonderful womb. How was the capture and processing of prisoners going? How about the capture of enemy assets? The logistics of moving so few crew among so many new ships? Et cetera. I’m covering so many Aspects in my fused state that now that Sex, Fertility and Life have calmed down, others like War, Ruin and Death were on my mind.

I sloshed and rubbed Uri’s womb walls to try and let her know I was calm now and wanted out, but she was still and the Force told me she was in a deep, exhausted slumber from my actions tiring her out. She still had her tail plugging her pussy too...it looks like I have to pull a Vinnie. Sorry for the sudden emptiness Uri…

*Pop!* I splashed to the floor and then reformed next to the bed where a sleeping Uri had half her tail shoved up her twat and she was snoozing. I gently pulled her tail out of her groin and she moaned in her sleep until her wet tail slapped against the bed and I absorbed the juices with a hand and then tucked her into bed before I kissed her brow and quietly left the room.

I sighed and put my hands to my sternum between my naked breasts with quiet joy that I’ll be wedded to that quiet and gentle yet powerful dragoness in the future. Now then, I’m 5 people, I shouldn’t be 5 people, but I still want to be 5 people. I put my hands on my wide child-bearing hips and swished my tail as I hummed in consideration.

I’m not horny right now, it’s the night cycle of the ship and I sense nobody is staying up late.

…

I’m craving cherry ice cream. With spicy pickles. Uh-oh...I hope I’m just imagining things...

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“*Gasp!* Fuck!” Zagara panted when she was released from Luster’s womb. The purple bony, spiky, ugly scorpion creature was now a purple, thicc, busty, bootyful beauty with glowing orange eyes that were wide as she looked around. “My gosh. Everything makes sense.”

“Welcome to your new reality~.” Luster Dawn chirped as her body returned to normal and she hovered around the four foot shortstack while she observed the room with awe. “If you think that’s awesome, wait until you have sex for the first time.” Luster cooed and combed the purple Zask’s orange plumage tenderly.

“You mean that Terran thing they do to make young? Don’t you just have a drone insert seminal fluid and get to work?” Zagara asked her new Queen in confusion.

“Gods no! There’s so much fun to be had in the process! Besides, no drone can compare to the studs in this new reality you find yourself in.” Luster Dawn assured her new Zask master template with a lustful lick of her lips and sway of her wide foal-bearing hips.

“Really?” Zagara asked as Luster summoned her male organs. “S-so big! How can I possibly take such a thing?! My new form is so small, that would split me in half!” Zagara declared fearfully and Luster laughed with a slap on her arm-thick mare-meat.

“Oh, you’ll take it, Zasks are just like their Rask counterparts. Basically organic balloons. You’ll get to experience the pleasure when we get back to Tarkus. Well, the pleasure of breeding that is. I’m going to educate you on your new body in the meantime~.” Luster Dawn purred and picked up the fearful Zagara, carrying her from the bathroom into the bedroom to give her some girly fun. It was at this point that Luster noticed something.

Rivala was missing.

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*Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!* I finished drinking Rivala into me and I moaned as fairy wings sprouted alongside Visi’s demonic wings. 6. I’m 6 people~! I panted and smished my tits against the wall I had pinned the slippery slime slut against as I frigged my fingers in and out of my squelching snatch! I howled in orgasm, uncaring of who saw or heard and then hovered into the air to avoid falling to my knees.

I ran my hands over my falsely flesh form and grabbed at the fluffy fur, the solid scales and kneaded my hard lower abs. I must do this again. Next time will include Wiatr, Urta, Penny, Cocoa, Sabrina, Honey, all the slime wives! I must experience the ecstasy my wives had on that fateful honeymoon when Wiatr and them all fused together and fucked us and themselves hyper-pregnant to kick off 200 years of blissful isolation that I missed out on~!

“Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay~.” Sang a slime that shimmied her wide hips as she slithered on her mound down the halls with engineering tools on her belt. It is rare to see a slime outside of reactors or recreation in the Argentine military, but if she’s an engineer then it’s because she has the skills.

“Have you seen any of my husbands?” I questioned her as I thought of things to do with my wish magic. With Rivala fused with so many deities, I have nearly unlimited Wish Power! I kinda want to shrink down to the size of a pixie and start mischievously granting off-hand wishes everywhere!

“They are busy tethering the Autofactory to a super-dreadnought and the Terran Terraformer to a cruiser.” The orange slime answered cheerfully.

“Thanks.” I shrunk down and flew down the hall as I pondered what to do next. I mean, I already ate all the cherry ice cream and pickles in the galley much to the quartermaster’s annoyance.

Now I’m craving...watermelon? Mm, watermelon…some Chop Suey too!

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“Flying through the Universe-hold up.” A Chaos noodle that looked more like gas and space dust sang before coming upon the Char system and seeing familiar ships. “Yay Grandparents! Old Jovia can say hi to grandpappy Berker! Yay! It's been a bazillion years!”

The noodle known as Jovia, chaos spirit of unbridled creation, rushed for the Vengeful Retributor to say hi to her family.

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“Uh-oh.” My Brennie, Vinnie, Visilia and Juneau said as I felt something coming my way. “Shit! It’s Jovia!” I don’t know why they’re in a panic, but it sounds like I’m not gonna finish my meal.

“Who is Jovia?” I asked them before a cloud of ammonia, hydrogen and small dust particles formed into a chaos noodle girl in front of me. “So, I’m guessing you’re Jovia?”

“Yes, you feel like Grandpa! I’m the Chaos of unbridled creation!” She cheered.

“So, Fertility.” I shrugged and finished my last slice of watermelon.

“No, I’m-.”

“A portion of Fertility. Or Fertility is a portion of you.” I shoveled the last of my chop suey down my hungry gullet. So hungry~! Now I’m craving pickled eggs and sauerkraut.

“I make stars and planets!” She said with a heft of her breasts.

“You literally give birth to stars and planets. You’re Fertility too, just a different sort.” I hovered back into the kitchen, which was almost barren with most of the staff spread across the new fleets. I stuck my upper body into the door labeled ‘pickled goods’ and wiggled my butt happily when I found the jar of pickled eggs right next to kraut.

“Are you all pregnant?” Jovia asked as she tilted her head in confusion.

“*Crunch* Dunno. Shouldn’t be.” I said as I munched on the pickled cabbage and groaned with unearthly satisfaction. “God that’s fucking good.” I opened my mouth wide and ate the jar whole, crunching up the entire thing, the glass falling through my slime to the floor as I chewed and then did the same to the jar of pickled eggs, groaning with each one that popped in my mouth.

“You are! Ee~! It’s always good to have more family~!” Jovia cheered as she nuzzled my bare lower stomach and I patted her head while reaching into the cupboard for more food.

“Yeah, yeah. God I’m so hungry.” I muttered and grabbed kimchi! Oo~! Spicy radish kimchi!

“Hm, I may have to create a garden world for you to eat and rest.” Jovia suggested to herself with a nod of her head.

“That...sounds really good, actually.” I licked my lips and my ravenous body quivered in agreement. “However I’m pregnant, I’m really pregnant. How though? I didn’t get penetrated or-Uri. Fuck. I was so needy that I took in her eggs and self-fertilized. That’s the only way...or she has a tail-dick and didn’t tell anyone.” I totally want her to get one if not. Meen-Rei, the ultra-sexy argonian babe that slipped Brennie’s grasp, has one and unf!

“Okay! In you go~!” Jovia flew above me and I muffled into her paradoxically solid vagina as she descended, unbirthing me rapidly! I came multiple times just from the act as her body assaulted me with gasses that specifically elicited pleasure! I may not breathe, but as a cosmic entity, Jovia can likely ignore such trivial things~! “Oh~! G-gunna-unf, grow a world just for you.” I passed out shortly from stimulation overload.

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“Are we ready to leave?” Marcus asked one of the few crew left aboard the Vengeful Retributor. The Char System was just a couple of stars now, devoid of any other celestial bodies. The Sweepers had left and the captured ships along with their towed prizes were leaving right now. As the flagship, the Vengeful Retributor was the last to go to ensure no stragglers.

“Just about, sir. All these fresh B1s are still adjusting their programming.” The deck officer replied with a gesture at all the blue and yellow striped droids filling in for spacers across the bridge. The B1 had gone through very minor improvements over many thousands of years in terms of overall design and appearance, but their programming and quality had skyrocketed. They made for good emergency replacement crews and over time became competent people.

“Excellent, let me know if anything changes.” Marcus then left the bridge. He hadn’t heard from the utterly glorious gestalt that his progenitor, aunts and Jane had become since his uncle Kevin told him that Uri had put her in ‘time-out’ in her womb for trying to get knocked-up. That was two days ago and Uri had entered a sex-coma from being overwhelmed by the amorous slime.

“There is an unknown gas on deck 15, in the galley! Since there’s no personnel accounted for, we’ve locked down the bulkheads.” A red and yellow B1 at the security station reported.

“That’s most likely one of my nieces, ignore it-wait.” Marcus stopped himself before looking back at the security droid. “Review the CCTV in the galley! I wanna know who else was in there before the incident.”

“Uh, the amalgam of your parents, aunts and new mates.” The B1 replied.

“Ugh...what happened to them?” Marcus rubbed his temples in frustration.

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The inside of Jovia’s womb is phenomenal. It’s a pocket dimension in its own right, appearing to be an empty void aside from a bright blue star in the center. I got to watch as a world grew from the colliding of asteroids, followed by the seeding of water and other vital resources by being struck by icy comets. Soon, I witnessed a world much like many garden worlds I’d seen develop over what would have been eons within minutes.

“So beautiful. Why did most of me dislike or fear this wondrous person?” I asked before chugging more from Jimbo’s flask. I’m so hungry. I know she offered this up as a meal, but it’s so much and could serve better as the home for people rather than just to feed me and my unknown brood. “I don’t think I want to eat that, but I’d gladly have a home on it myself.”

“Well, she can get a little...oh, nevermind. It was a long time ago and that’s not the case.” My Brennie sighed in resignation.

“There you go~! Eat up! Or, if you don’t wanna, feel free to take a vacation~.” Jovia the cosmic Draconequus gushed ethereally from all around us and I yelped before I found myself sitting on the top of a steep cliff leading down to an ocean, my perfect ass resting in a perfectly contoured shape that fit said callipygian booty perfectly and comfortably.

“Wow...this is nice.” I cooed and leaned back to find a rock contoured for my back. I closed my eyes and let the cool, temperate breeze blow over my fur and scales before I took a drink of Jimbo’s fruity sweet cum. I drank until I felt sleepy and then put the flask in my cleavage to doze.

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Jet felt immense relief when the first ships arrived in the Tarkus System. The Vengeful Retributor and other ships with Temporal Drives were of course the first to arrive, even if they had left possibly days after the first ships to leave Char. He would’ve gone with the others, but someone had to hold down the fort and keep the rabble-rousers in check without their pirate queen to scarouse them just by her presence.

However, when the first shuttle to arrive didn’t include Jane, he began to worry. Until he was told she and several other slime ladies decided to fuse together and go on to flaunt their divine presence, only to end up-. “-In my womb~!” The beautiful ethereal solid non-solid Draconequus squirmed with her hands on her fecund belly that shined with inner light through the gas-giant-like swirl of her thankfully safe-to-touch surface. “She’s feeding and growing in here~.”

“Gods damn it, Jane.” Jet rubbed the bridge of his snout at the irony that this was also the fault of the goddesses she’d fused with egging her on. Eris told him they were going to be busy getting further organized when the fleet returned, but he didn’t expect this.

“Why?” Jovia chuckled, “Grauntie Eris!” The pregnant ethereal serpent that looked like various celestial bodies formed into a living creature cheered when the avian serpent hugged her from the side. “Did you plan this~? Did I do good?”

“Yes my sweetling.” Eris smooched the other Chaos entity’s swirling stomach. “She’s all nice and safe in there, growing fat with not babies like she thinks, but something far greater. If only you were a slime, Jovia. You’d make what she’s doing a snap.” Eris pouted at her niece and then playfully spanked her left oceanic butt cheek, which splashed. “Still, good work.”

“So, what? Are we on break?” Marcus questioned as he walked up to the two noodles.

“Balls no. If you mean fighting? Yes, well, not really, defensive measures. Stuck hurrying up to wait on that front. Even if you have your dragoness harem bring more Argentine assets, we’d still need all 39 of those captured ships, not to mention all of the mobiles, updated and crewed.”

“Should I hunt down Jui?” Jovia asked out of the blue, being the literal airhead she is.

“No. You are going to be a good mama and lounge about getting fat on your graunties.” Eris chided her niece with a firm expression and a wag of her finger.

“But Jui is the chaos of slimes.” Jovia said in confusion.

“She would be useful, but not needed.” Eris affirmed sternly with a scrunch of her snout. “In fact, she'd actually make things worse.”

“Yeah, she would try to shove me and others inside of you. Also, seriously Eris, were you screwing with me that one time, or were you being serious?” Marcus asked, referring to when he was getting intimate with Luster with his auntie and progenitor barging in.

Eris blue-screened. “Oh, wait, hold on. I’m temporally out of sync. I don’t know what you’re talking about at the moment.” Eris admitted worriedly. “Damn it, I know my powers are getting harder to use, but I’ve forgotten something or is it that I haven’t done that yet? Please tell me in private, Marcus.”

“My God, that better not have been either your past or future self.” Marcus facepalm himself.

“Technically, if I’ve just forgotten, somehow, frighteningly, then it’d be my past self.” Eris scratched her head, looking confused. “Jet? What day is it?” For some reason, that question made the Argentines pale.

“Tuesday.” Jet checked his omni and nodded after making sure of it.

“Not Thursday?” Eris asked with a quiver in her voice.

“No, dear.” Jet affirmed and Eris looked lost.

“I...Marcus, I don’t know what’s going on suddenly. I don’t know!” Eris shrieked in panic and Jet grabbed her shoulders. “It’s slipping away! The tides of time and wibbly, wobbly goodness is slipping through my fingers! The Vergence is-.” Eris passed out and everyone was stone still as Jet held his worryingly frantic girlfriend as she shivered in her faint.

“Oh! I have a note!” Jovia chirped and pulled out a hand-scrawled note to Jet, who read it.

“Time Is Not Mine.” Jet read aloud and Marcus scooped Eris up before rushing back onto the shuttle. “Wait! What’s going...on…?” Jet asked as the Argentines took his lover away. “What is happening?”

“Auntie Eris is prepared for everything! Whatever it is, she has everything in motion.” Jovia airily assured Jet and then looked around the hangar. “This world, it was supposed to be dead, but it’s a zombie. I wanna take a look.” Jovia was about to leave, but Jet grabbed her earthy left wrist. “Hey~.”

“No, your aunt told you to sit around and get fat, you’re going to sit around and get fat.” Jet chuffed sternly at the ancient Chaos entity, who mewled and subsided ad the firm orders of the middle-aged mortal cybernetic diamond dog.

“Alright, that all happened. I’m gonna see if the latest episode of Magical Girl Calypso has been recorded on the Holo.” Faye shrugged off the situation and pulled Spike along by the hand.

“Didn’t they ruin it by-?” Spike was interrupted by Faye letting go of his hand.

“La-la-la no spoilers la-la!” Faye plugged her ears and hip-bumped her lover. It was scenes like that which reminded Jet that he had a big family to take care of.

Speaking of a big family, where were Ed, Ein and Aurora?

“Can we fuck if I can’t leave?” Jovia casually asked and Jet groaned in exasperation.