Pirate Bebop

Ch.81

“So, these are yer Force-Users?” I asked as I looked upon the five-man squads of Argentines that will accompany us. I couldn’t help but twitch in annoyance that the Argentines are so hung-up on distrust that they didn’t let me help with their training, but at the same time I was proud of them for accepting this sort of power and training themselves on how to best use it. Still, knowing they don’t trust me really hurts. At least I know it’s them and not my lovers.

“Jet said it’s a quick smash-and-grab, I believe now is a good time to have them on this.” Winnie replied and she wasn’t wrong. I can feel the level of control and discipline they exude, not just through combat, but through deception and manipulation. They must have focused heavily on Mind Tricks and other related abilities linked to that.

“Considering it’s our first sortie since Char and we need a team to get in and out fast, they’re a good choice. Especially since they focused on the mental factors of their abilities.” I agreed and Winnie leered sexily at me. Oh fuck, be calm my heart. Ever since Brennie and Willow fused, the sexual dynamo named Winnie Themis has dominated everyone on the pleasure front.

“I fuckin’ love it when you catch on immediately~.” Winnie purred and I gulped. “So, you’re leading them alongside Uri since Yoda has retired from combat.” Winnie put a tail-hand on my back and I failed to restrain my wagging tail.

“Ma’am.” One of them, a Crusader no less, approached me. “We are sorry for not telling you, but we feared that we might somehow influence you down the wrong path. We didn’t want to risk it.” Oh, so it wasn’t out of distrust. They were worried about inadvertently changing me. Well, gotta appreciate that Argentine honesty.

“I am the Force. Or at least I’m the source that DE has pinged fer the server. I can’t be influenced by outside sources. I only barely felt a tingle from whatever psionic bullshit the UnSC tried on me in the Char system both times I was there.” I shrugged and jumped when the tail-hand descended to my rear. “A-anyway. I look forward to working with ya.”

“Hold on~. Let them brief you on their broad skills.” Winnie cooed and then I shivered when her massive tail-hand somehow slipped through my jeans into my ass-cleavage and down to my groin where she fingered my sex. Oh gosh, now~?! “It’s not just mind-tricks, right?”

“Yes, ma’am!” They all replied in unison.

“Oh my fucking god just marry me already.” I whispered as I struggled to keep face when her massive fluffy fingers began almost fisting my cunt. She must be absorbing my grool to prevent it from drenching the crotch of my jeans. Uhn~! They can’t possibly be ignorant of this! I’ve gotta have a bulge-shit, right, Inventory! My ass-cleavage! How did nobody know about this before?! I suppressed a grunt as she began actually fisting my quim~!

“Right, well, where to begin? Group huddle!” Are they prolonging this on purpose~?! Hng~!

“Go on~. Cum~.” Winnie quietly purred and I clenched my jaw before covering my nose with a hand to suppress a squeal as I orgasmed, but despite my legs feeling weak, Winnie’s penetrating tail kept me up with the multi-purpose prehensile fur on it gripping my ass. “Good girl~. You taste delicious as always.” Oh my goddess, I love you, you horny bitch!

“Alright, we’ll run it down quickly.” One of the soldiers said after their huddle was over. Guh~! It won’t be quick enough! I just hope I don’t break down before it’s over~!

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“Seriously, Winnie?” Vinnie giggled from the table when she saw her wife enter the room refurbished for the Argentine royalty with a satisfied expression and her left tail-hand soaked in the sharp, rich scent of their waifu, Jane. “That was in front of over a dozen elite soldiers.”

“It was so worth it and they were on board. Especially when they started explaining the new techniques of the Force and how much they’ve expanded it~. Jane was reduced to a puddle of goo before they finished.” Winnie responded with a wicked smile as she sauntered her form-fitting uniformed hips to a chair and sat down before sucking on the juices soaked into her tail. “Mm~ so tangy and rich. Jane’s flavor is fucking good. Want some?”

“I’ll pass. I prefer it straight from the tap.” Vinnie winced a bit. While normally she was all for enjoying her lover’s ejaculate, secondhand outside of a condom was a bit gross to her. “So, is there a reason for constantly being in military uniform, now? I figured you were just doing it to look the part for once, but then you just kept wearing your uniform everywhere.”

“Aw, you don’t like how it looks?” Winnie asked in bemusement and Vinnie blinked.

“No...I love how it looks. It’s just, you gave up on looking like a military leader outside of combat situations a long time ago thanks to how much Twily and your waifu Meen-Rei broke through your shell at long last.” Vinnie then pointedly cleared her throat. “So, was Willow a bit of a military aficionado when living in Paradise?”

“Oh fuck yeah. I would dress up whenever I had the occasion. Now that I’m in a regular military command capacity, I get to look like a sexy superior officer at all times.” Winnie smiled evilly and patted the sides of her perfectly contained and covered basketball-sized breasts that emphasized her medals, designation and name perfectly. The fact it had both Brennie and Willow’s names stacked together was a great display of Winnie’s unity and pride.

“Oh, so it’s Willow who wants to look and feel like a sexy superior officer~?” Vinnie teased with a wiggle of her brows.

“Mhm.” Winnie nodded her head with a naughty leer. “The fact that I am a sexy superior officer has nothing to do with it, for sure.” Winnie teased and Vinnie, who was on the other side of the table, jumped when she felt Winnie’s unseen tail-hand dive into her shorts and into her snatch.

“Uhn! Y-you sneaky-oh Winnie yes!” Vinnie panted and Winnie brought up her omni to check over status reports while she tail-fucked her beautiful golden Jolteon-like wife. She’ll get her’s later, she always does. Besides, providing pleasure is the best part of being who she is.

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That glorious bitch. Tail-yiffing me in front of over a dozen Force-adepts. I can’t even remember half of what they told me because she kept fucking me even after I fell to my hands and knees and started howling like a bitch in heat. I’m glad they were in on it, so I’m less embarrassed, but now I have to read-up on what they told me. Still, though. Winnie was amazing as ever. I can’t be mad, she’s just being herself and I love her for it.

“So, how’d it go?” Uri, who had started letting her emotions out more often, asked when I entered our room, which had been upgraded since she, Rivala, Luster and I all shared it.

“Winnie fucked me in front of them with her tail.” I huffed and Uri cooed while still reading something as I went to our kitchenette, bending over to look through the fridge.

“Whoa, nice. I can smell that from here.” Uri chuckled and I rolled my eyes before grabbing an Argent Fizz: Cream and kicking the door closed before sitting at the counter.

“The only reason my pants aren’t drenched is because she sucked up all my juices with her tail. If I wasn’t solid, the puddle of fuck she turned me into would’ve been literal.” I opened the cold energizing drink with a snap-hiss from the tab and took a sip. “All my time spent solid has been really eye-opening to the limitations of flesh and fur life-forms and synths.”

“Without magic involved, yeah, we’re kinda rigid and don’t take well to hyper-sex.” Uri commented idly and I drank more of my soda. “So, wanna bang?”

“Normally yes, but not now. Winnie really sucked the vitality out of me. I swear, she’s a succubus. Traditional energy-vampire kind, not the Lust Demon or Hell varieties.” I assured my black beauty and she snorted.

“Fair enough, I’ll get some later from Rivala or Luster then. You just chill, bae.” Uri kept reading and I finished my drink before I went to go cuddle her and read the reports on the Argentine Force-Adepts. I’m deploying with them in a week, after all.

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“So, thanks to you upgrading the Bebop with a Temporal Drive, while it’ll be a week to us, it’ll be only 7 hours to reality. Thank reality it didn’t decide to screw that over with how it restricted Eris.” Jet huffed as he monitored the Bebop on her first flight in months.

“Believe me, we were all worried it would have issues with more time-fuckery. Thankfully the crews willing to risk testing proved that your reality decided not to screw over physics-based technology on that front.” Calax replied while Visilia and Hunter were also on the bridge to triple-check everything.

“At least the old girl isn’t shaking apart. Gone through several overhauls or not, she was a fishing trawler before I got my hands on her.” Jet patted the console with affection.

“We wouldn’t have let the Bebop leave her hangar if that was going to be the case.” Visilia stated as she straightened her metallic red wavy mane with a hand. “This ship means too much to the Alliance. The Bebop is a symbol of Freedom and camaraderie. I personally wouldn’t deploy the Bebop for anything other than being a morale booster. She’s precious.”

“That may be, but Bebop needs to bounce. I didn’t just name her that because I love jazz. Among all the ships at the impound lot for sale, she was the only one who had spirit. I could’ve gotten a light frigate, but no. This old girl is special.” Jet waxed poetic as he ran a hand on a console affectionately. She was one of the best choices he made after retirement.

“Careful, if you invest too much into her, the Bebop might gain an ego and turn into a shipgirl. Or due to all the cybertronians on board, she might go that route.” Hunter warned Jet earnestly and Jet blinked before looking around the bridge.

“Y’know, I think I’d like that. If it happens, I’d welcome her as a part of the family immediately.” Jet smiled and wondered how that could happen. Magic and Relic Tech were wondrous things.

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“Hello~.” Winnie crooned and enjoyed how her voice alone sent shivers of arousal and anticipation down the spines of the room she entered. God did she love how well her troops and other affiliates took to fraternization. Her older half may have had issues with it at first, but over time she had adjusted to the concept like a fish to water. Now, fused together, Winnie saw how efficient it was to let living creatures let their needs out with regulations keeping things in check.

“Hello Queen Winnie. What can we do for you?” Questioned the Crusader who had taken up the role as the leader of this special forces squad numbering 15.

“I should be asking you that.” Winnie retorted with a cheeky smile as she rounded the Force Commander with her hands on her hips, looking him up and down analytically. “What does your special unit need now that we’re enroute and hindsight has achieved 20/20?” Mrr~. Her boys were such prime examples of the male form. The ladies in the squad were just as scrumptious.

“To be honest, I think we need a hands-on approach for stress relief. Meditation and sparring won’t do it, could you please help us?” The Force Commander boldly requested and Winnie’s tail-hands wagged in excitement.

“Oo~? Brave enough to nearly outright ask, are we? That should be rewarded~.” Winnie growled hungrily and pressed her chest into the Crusader’s lower pecs due to the height difference as she looked into his eyes. “Or punished. Hm, what to do? How about both? You like being tied-up, maybe some bondage play? I wonder if any of the ladies would like to get in on this, be his mistresses for an evening? Volunteers~?” Winnie cooed at the squad.

While mostly male, one third were female and two eagerly approached, a Tartarus Earth Pony and a unicorn, who took their diamond dog commander off of Winnie’s hands, tittering eagerly. “My Queen, aside from the stated desire for leisure, we would like permission to train with Jane Silver since she won’t be Tainted by interaction.”

“Oh? Asking me permission to sex my waifu?” Winnie teased and then chuckled. “Yes, yes, that is a good thing to do. Just remember that she’s not like me or my other wives. She doesn’t have the boundless sexual stamina we do. Yet.” Winnie was working on that. Jane’s body and spirit was surprisingly resistant to alteration, even complicit alteration. It seemed each mutation she’s gone through has strengthened her body and spirit to outside influence.

“Noted, ma’am. Now then, since we don’t need anything from you, would it be alright if we did things to you?” The SiC, a changeling stallion, offered and Winnie licked her chops before giving a vulpine grin.

“Yes~.” Winnie ‘snapped’ a tail hand’s fingers and within seconds, she and everyone in the room was naked. “Come, give your Queen pleasure~.”

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“My Queen, you already have a well-varied host of Zerg. Is adding a second flying unit necessary?” Zelma asked Luster Dawn with unsaid personal worry. As the Librarian, she would be host to the sequences and unlike the fabled Abathur, she isn’t a heartless calculating engine designed for processing such data. She worried she might be Corrupted with so much data.

“Yes, along with making sure you and Duo are suitable templates for a support combat unit to bridge between the Zasks and Zorks. By the way, how are things going between you two?” Luster asked casually and Zelma flushed through her green flesh.

“Q-quite well, my Queen.” Zelma bashfully admitted as she used a hand to move her long mane of hair out of her eyes. “Duo adjusted quickly and is such a gentleman.” He was incredibly chaste compared to the galactic standard, but being raised in a Velka monastery would do that. While Velka didn’t frown upon Sex, she did state that falling prey to Lust was a Sin.

“Good, good. I’m making him your Assistant if he’s willing. I don’t want to overwhelm you.” Luster’s words relieved the green Zerg Skaven, Zaven? That would be to her Queen’s taste. “Besides, Gundam Deathscythe will be deploying alongside the Zaku Warrior for this operation.”

“I still do not see why Mister Hawkins was disbarred from this mission.” Zelma commented while watching her Queen run her hands over an egg that had various winged species being codified into it as a test for a new flying unit. The Zarvs need escorts, after all.

“Because Hogarth is well within the UnSC’s influence, unlike Char which was an outpost. Whoever is operating their psionic device will likely have a stronger effect this close to Aiur. Since it seems to work the strongest on entities like James, Urta and Penny, they’re stuck defending the homefront as far away as possible from Aiur.”

“Hey ma’am, this guy came from the Infinity. He says he’s a Clone from the wars.” Duo said before walking in with a rather well built Skaven in white Armor. “I figured he’d be a good cross-reference between him, Zelma and I on the Skaven genome.”

“If it would aid in your endeavors, I will gladly submit to conversion if necessary.” The Skaven, whose armor had Wiatr’s emblem of a Horned Skaven on the left pauldron, stated dutifully. A true devotee from even before the Golden Age. Even as a clone he’d be ripe gene stock.

“Excellent. Let me finish up with this egg and then I’ll examine you three before I start activating Zaven eggs with the approved template.” Luster chirped and with a few more strokes on the egg’s fleshy ‘shell’, she spun around and wiggled with a squeal of joy as her nude body jiggled delightfully enough to make Zelma blush alongside Duo. “Everything’s coming together so well! Soon enough, I’ll have enough Zerg thanks to getting it on with so many lovers that-.”

“As wonderful as it is to witness and hear someone so aligned with the now-lost Goddess Wiatr, I must insist on hurrying along this process. I still need to tend to the flock here in that while Wiatr has been sundered, her constituents still deserve veneration in her name.” Zelma would have said he was rude, but she was once a devout Skaven herself, she understood.

“Good point. All three of you sit down...right, Creep. Hold on.” Luster’s head flicked and her horn shimmered briefly before three stools made of Creep rose from the floor. They sat down and it was only because his armor was not mere clothing that the soldier’s armor didn’t dissolve on contact. “Each of you grab a tendril.” Luster hovered close and had the three tendrils of her left ‘leg’ extend to them and they took them in their bare hands. “Oo~! Such tasty genetics. Yum.”

“I am flattered.” The soldier snorted and after a few minutes, Luster retracted her tendrils and the clone Skaven stood up. “Is that all?”

“Yep! Thank you. I didn’t know that more modern Skaven had evolved slightly larger eyes and weaker olfactory senses due to their less harsh environments. Have a good day, come back anytime.” Luster waved as the soldier left and then went over to the rows of eggs on one wall of the Hatchery. “Wake up my lovelies! I need someone to bridge between Zasks and Zorks!”

The majority of the eggs hatched, revealing white-furred skaven, but they had the signature Zerg bone spurs and glowing eyes. Half male, half female, all standing an average of six feet tall without being hunched. It was easy to forget that her species naturally hunched due to their origins as a burrowing scavenger species. Then again, they’re called Skaven for a reason.

“Mother!” The Zaven called out to Luster.

“I wish that wasn’t me doing it.” Luster Dawn sighed wistfully. True Life was beyond her for now, but her lover was the Goddess of Souls. They’d work it out eventually. “I know I don’t need to speak my commands, but I will anyway. Go to the spawning bay and start multiplying using the donated slime. You are the mixed-purpose unit meant to bridge the fragile Zasks with the beefy Zorks.” Her Queen informed the drones, pointlessly. It was a poor coping mechanism.

“Yes, mother.” They called before walking away leaving one that was looking around dumbly.

“Is that one defective?” Duo asked as the Zaven looked at him before raising its arm like a baby wanting to be picked up.

“Hm, before I scrap it for materials, I’ll have Vinnie or Jane take a look. If I manage to accidentally create a baby with an adult body, I’ll need to know so I can make it into a baby to be raised normally.” Luster Dawn mumbled as she hovered down to ‘kneel’ on the Creep floor.

The Zaven giggled before crawling over to Luster, cooing and babbling. Luster’s expression was full of hope and pain. She took the adult male into her arms and with a shush, she used magic to make it sleep and then levitated it over to a corner.

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The dark figure took a deep inhale, then exhaled a wisp of colored smoke that danced in the light of the holo. “So. The amusing little runts have become a rather bothersome problem.” The gray fingers of a gray stallion with black hair and gray eyes scanned over the holo as he chewed on the end of his tobacco-free cigar. Tobacco was a disgusting substance. Various other less-harmful plants with far more benefits tasted and felt much better to inhale.

“We’ve traced FTL signatures in the direction of the Tarkus System.” A droid voice announced and the stallion hummed as he scratched his black goatee.

“Send some probes. I don’t want to waste valuable resources with that ponce, Nef Anyo, badgering our business.” The stallion ordered and then pulled up an image captured of the beauty who had leaped into the void in the nude to capture his ships. “Jane Silver. Hm…”