Pirate Bebop

Ch.86

Jovia snorted awake from being rolled around and she smacked her lips as she blinked her eyes clear of sleepiness before her giant tits squished into the floor, spraying her cosmic ‘milk’ all over the place. “Hm?” Jovia wondered why her Argentine aunts, uncles and cousins were gathered around her with tons of those demonesses that are always covered head to toe.

“Hey, Jovia. How are you feeling?” Rex asked as he approached her head, having to step around the puddles of cosmic creation juice her tiddies produced whenever she was pregnant. It wasn’t dangerous, but she knows it’s got all the elements needed to make nearly any planet and some people didn’t trust Chaos juices.

“I’m wonderful, Rexie. I’ve got this big, hard, thinky-thing inside of me and it’s still growing. It’s been a bit tiring, though.” Jovia admitted with a yawn. “All the cute little guys and gals have been keeping me company, but when they all had to leave for something important, I guess I fell asleep without anyone to talk to.” Jovia realized something. “My brain, it feels...smarter?”

“Hm? Smarter?” Marcus asked while the demonesses began moving around her body.

“Yeah, like I’ve been in a cloud this whole time and now I can see better.” Jovia hummed, wondering what was different. The obvious answer was the giant thing in her uterus that hosts godly powers. Maybe it was hosting her’s and somehow that makes it easier to think?

“More like you’ve been in an ECM field and now you can suddenly get a signal through.” Uncle Kevin said as he hovered up to her face and Jovia hummed when he began massaging her head. “It seems your Aspect of Creation has been a drain on your brain. You don’t need much thought to wildly Create things in random places.”

“Yeah. Go somewhere, find a hot guy, get fucked, pop out some planets or moons in empty systems and move on. That’s been my life for however long I’ve been alive.” Jovia mewled and suddenly felt empty. Metaphorically. Her life has just been her being a brainless bimbo popping out planets. Now that her head isn’t stuffed with fluff, she felt her life was lacking substance.

“You want to do more than that.” Marcus stated with some pride in her sudden growth.

“I need somebody to love.” Jovia sighed sadly before her family all perked. “Oh! Can I please kick off a Heartsong?! Pretty please?! It’s too perfect!” Jovia squealed before she shrunk down to her normal size and was actually dressed for once in a black Hawaiian shirt and jeans as her raskvel boys suddenly carried in musical instruments.

The Argentines sighed but none of them tried to stop her. “Go ahead, sweetie.” Kevin approved.

“Can~?” Jovia lilted beautifully.

“Anybody~?!” Her rask boys chorused as everyone else settled in to enjoy the show.

🎺

I was feeling antsy. I knew danger was coming. Although our fleets were ready to jump or defend at the drop of a hat and Tarkus was preparing to move, I still felt the oppressive sensation of impending violence. It wasn’t that we couldn’t take them, but the less we risk our home field advantage, the better. Never fight on the enemy’s terms.

Besides, this system has been cleaned out and we may have Char’s resources already, but while we process that and prepare to turn that into actionable equipment, we shouldn’t leave the material-gathering Sweepers to rust. “Have the fleet get into defensive formation over quadrant IX-15C.” Admiral Thaddeus ordered after consulting with me on the most likely direction the incoming enemy would be approaching from. “Anywhere else?”

“Hm...maybe a reaction group over here. I don’t feel violence from that way, but I sense something coming from there. Otherwise, this system is in nobody’s interests.” I answered in full certainty. The Force, Freedom and Soul were all in agreement on my assumptions. That’s three for three, I can’t get more sure than that. “Well, nobody that’s dangerous. There’s still drifters.”

“Have a reaction group placed at sector IV-17A. Can you describe that something or is it elusive?” Thaddeus questioned and I tried to answer him as best as I could.

“It’s...not malicious, but its intent is intrusive. Fer all I know, it could be a space leviathan that decides to be the fleet pet.” I shrugged, causing my unbound boobs to bounce in my skull and crossbones decorated red shirt. I had decided to go for my ‘pirate queen’ outfit today on a whim. I also added a tricorn hat and morphed my hair into braids. The addition to my hair made Luster Dawn grunt and boot me out of our bedroom before she could ‘keelhaul my booty’.

“Okay, not sure how to respond to that.” Thaddeus blinked and I rolled my eyes at him.

“That’s fer yer response group to decide when it happens. All I know is it’s not violent, just intrusive.” I asserted and then looked towards a member of the bridge who’s been side-eyeing me. “Take a picture.” I winked with a lewd pose and he quickly turned back fully to his console. “Anyway, I don’t sense other impending threats, anything else, Admiral?”

“Yeah, hold onto something.” Thaddeus said as he braced a hand on the console.

“No need, I sensed that too.” I leaned back against the nearest console, resting my ass on it moments before the Vengeful Retributor shook and I buffed my right hand claws on my boobs. “So, what have ya brought in? I knew something was gonna make a shake, but not what.”

“A Space Leviathan carrying some sort of derelict frigate.” The response team that had barely moved into position reported. The giant tentacle-laden space whale quickly went over to one of the captured Corpus cruisers and released the derelict to latch onto the droid-driven ship instead. It must be an energy leech instead of a gas eater. “Sending salvage crews.”

“Told ya, intrusive, not violent.” At least I know the violence isn’t going to arrive soon, I just hope we move before it will. “We’ve got time, hopefully we won’t need those defenses.”

“Everything’s ready. Signaling non-combatants to leave, now.” The Comms Officer informed us and the Admiral nodded his head to have the Sweepers head to the rendezvous system first along with the liveships and manufactory ships. “Tarkus is confirmed to be ready. All citizens on the surface are sheltering in place. Tarkus will be translating in 3, 2, 1.”

It was one thing to hear the claims, it was another to see a whole planet jump into hyperspace. Now this empty system was just a lone star with barely even space dust orbiting within its primary influence. “That is astounding. Not even we have something that ridiculous.” Admiral Thaddeus commented with a smirk. “Send the all-clear, we’re leaving now.”

🎺

“Oh~! Now you want to get frisky with me~?” Brennie cooed as the Trinity went about worshiping her body in the lewdest ways. “At least you held back for Willow’s sake.”

“It’s hard not to get frisky with you, our Broodmother Goddess~.” Eris purred as she leaned in and passionately kissed the cyberslime dracowolfess.

“You’re right about earlier what with having mama fused with you. She doesn’t like being frisky with us.” Dongo pointed out with a huff while kissing at Brennie’s womb tattoo.

“Which is weird, considering she had sex with Marcus while fused with Brennie and he’s their son.” Hermais reminded them and Brennie blushed at the memory.

“Dirty, dirty Broodmother Goddess! Lusting for your son and egging mama on.” Eris playfully chastised as she kneaded the warrior’s thighs.

“Not to mention she’s gonna marry him~.” Dongo sang cheekily and Brennie squirmed in embarrassment.

“At least none of us are genetically related thanks to genetic neutrality. If they want to upgrade Marcus from son to husbando, that’s their right.” Eris said as she nuzzled their noses together.

“Though, mama said she was not comfy with incest even if we were not genetically related.” Hermais said with a lewd grin. “Maybe her mind has changed after so much time. Or it’s just us mama has issues with. Remember what we were compelled to do when we were born.” Hermais reminded her siblings and their ears all wilted.

Brennie felt sad for them and gathered the Trinity into a hug. “That wasn’t entirely your fault. It’s like you said: you were compelled to do it. There wasn’t a choice in the matter, it just happened.” Brennie sighed and understood why this would deeply root a trauma in Willow. She had retroactively experienced that through her memories. It was fucking hot, but it was non-con on all parties involved. “Oh!” Brennie gasped in surprise when Dongo and Hermais latched onto her nipples. “Naughty noodles~.”

🎺

It took us at least over a week in real time until we reached our new home system. A remote region of space that was nearly unexplored, but there was no heavy presence of any megacorp or government. Tarkus had situated itself within the goldilocks zone after jumping here and the fleet began preparations of exploration to gather resources and materials.

The Sweepers were already cleaning up the stray space debris fields. There were a lot of derelict ships and scattered asteroid fields. As for my end of things, I can sense something lurks here. They’re staying hidden and have no violent intentions. Force Sensitives, possibly Jedi. If the Sith have returned, it reasons their counterparts would too.

However, if they want to...there. The second planet, besides Tarkus in the Goldilocks Zone. “Tell everyone to avoid that planet. We have neighbors, let’s be polite and leave most of the system’s resources intact. They won’t appreciate us strip-mining the system clean.” I informed Thaddeus.

“Understood.” He nodded and sent out the new orders. “Is that planet supposed to be Tython?”

“I dunno, I’m not a cartographer. Delbert has the map.” The only reason we could even get here was a combination of our advanced hyperdrive technology along with EDI’s impeccable navigation skills and Delbert’s uncannily accurate galaxy map. “Anyway, good work as usual, I’m gonna fuck off and get outta yer way.”

“Considering you keep distracting half of the bridge crew, that is much appreciated.” Thaddeus snorted and I left with a wiggle of my booty and tail at the room, enjoying the notions of causing people to get bothered. Fuck being male ever again. I may have been male for 400ish years, but I’ve never had so much fun on the regular. Also, endorphins. Such a fucking great drug.

It especially helps that the Cybertronian equivalent is so much more potent. I greeted the crew as I passed them in the halls, even the droids. The B1s deployed to compensate for the loss of crew to spreading across the fleet have already developed rudimentary personalities in the weeks since the assault on Char. They may not have souls yet, but I sense the budding lights within them as their egos develop. It would be rude to ignore them.

“Hey, Jane!” I heard Vinnie call to me as she approached with a spring in her step.

“Hey~.” I fluttered my eyes at my waifu and she fluttered her eyes back. “Something fun?” I asked with my hands on my hips, which I cocked to the left while pushing my chest forward. I was in my Pirate Queen outfit again, but this time with my right limbs in their exo-armor. I know, I know. I’m a cybertronian and external armor was superfluous, but Lusty made me these.

“Maybe~?” She teased while coming to my side and whispered. “Or we could take this somewhere more private, unless you want to give a good show~.” I shivered.

“You know I love making a spectacle. What’d ya have in mind?” I asked with a bite of my lip.

“We could pole dance and strip as a duo, for instance.” Vinnie winked as she led me towards…a club?! When did the Vengeful Retributor have a nightclub?! No, better! It’s a stripclub!

“When was this here?! Why did nobody tell me?!” I asked in excitement, my tail slapping my ass as Vinnie pulled me by the elbow through the establishment towards the stage. “I’m wearing my thong and tiny bikini under my clothes! This is perfect!” I panted, feeling my loins moisten and my nipples leaked some milk too as they stiffened.

“I’m glad. As for when this place was installed? No clue, but who cares?! Let’s give these ladies and gents a show they’ll remember~!” Vinnie declared before having a giggle fit. “If I have to guess: the Crusaders probably did it recently, in secret until opening.” So it’s new? Perfect!

“I’ve danced on poles before, especially when I did a stint as an indentured servant to a horny bitch who liked to watch my slime spin on the pole. I look forward to trying now that I’m both more ‘flexible’ yet have such big fun things in the way.” I tittered and stepped up on stage with Vinnie, both of us shaking our asses at the crowd. Vinnie was in a similar outfit to mine, so maybe we could even synchronize.

I went up to the pole and stuck out my tongue playfully before the music began.

🎺

“Dammit!” The gray stallion cursed in anger as he slammed his fist on his desk. The reports coming in from the fleet sent to the Tarkus System showed that there was nothing there anymore. Not even the broken planet itself! “We missed them. Where does the little slut say her mother is now?” The stallion snarled as he rubbed the base of his horn.

“In the Dark Zone. Considering they have Relic tech on hand to guide them through the various Warp Storms, wormholes, black holes, et cetera, it isn’t surprising they could manage to move to such a defensible location.” The voice over holo-call replied and the stallion felt a headache coming on that had little to do with psionic stress.

“Tell the Buster Call to reroute to Dahl. They’re close enough to be a worthwhile expenditure to secure the system from the Corpus since the Folly and her associated merchant fleet fled after losing too much capital.” He knew the Folly and her captain were allied with the Rebels, but they were still upholding contracts and performing their ends of agreements, so their retreat from Dahl wasn’t punishable. They did take several Corpus ships out before being forced to flee.

“Yes sir. Should I place the little slut back in stasis?” The respondent questioned hopefully.

“As much as I would prefer it, no. Keep using her to grant wishes. Lewd they may have to be in some capacity, but having a wish-granting resource isn’t something to scoff at.” The stallion sighed while focusing on sowing discord in the Dahl System now to soften it for his forces.

“Very well. Do get some rest, sir.” The call ended and the Sith closed his eyes so the Dark could soothe his aches. Ruled by emotion he may be, but he would be rational about it. Meditation wasn’t just for Jedi and Je’daii. He would simmer in his disgust, his mild despair, so that his anger and hate would be less distracting.

They were so close. He couldn’t let thousands of years of effort go to waste at the finish line.

🎺

The crowd cheered when Vinnie and Jane finished dancing, now completely nude with their soaked groins pressed against their poles and they were bent over at the hips to kiss. After they finished tongue-wrestling, they stood back up and bowed to their audience before sauntering backstage as the little rask boy tasked with gathering the clothes hurried after them. “Thanks little guy.” Jane winked at the cutie and he blushed with a smile as he gave them their clothes.

“So, considering how wet you got the pole, you had as much fun as I did?” Vinnie asked her lover and absolute all-the-yes future wife as they pulled their shorts back on.

“Fuck, maybe more. I’m a bit of an exhibitionist after all the shit I’ve been through. I’m sexy and I know it.” Jane said seconds before a modern-ish rendition of that song started playing. “I’m glad we had a more tasteful song playing when we were up.”

“Bah! Why couldn’t it play something a little bit closer to home? No offense, but that’s been overplayed.” Brennie huffed in annoyance when she came up to them in the backstage. “Sorry I missed your performance, I only caught the ass-end of it.”

“You mean when our asses were grinding our pussies on the poles?” Vinnie asked with her usual winning grin. “You got to see the best part at least.” Vinnie chuckled and pulled on her shirt while Jane did the same. Still horny and unashamed of their bodies they may be, but it would be rude to just go walking nude everywhere.

“Damn straight. I’m surprised this place was built at all, not that I’m complaining. It stands out, in a good way.” Brennie complimented with a smile as Vinnie and Jane admired Brennie’s tribal ‘Krystal Fox’ garb. “Is it just me or does it feel like we’re all…hm, what’s the word I’m looking for?” The red dracowolf pondered as she tried to describe the feeling of the moment.

“A trio of horny, sexy bitches casually shooting the breeze instead of fucking on the spot?” Jane asked playfully as they went through the backstage exit into the halls of the Vengeful Retributor. “I feel oddly stable. I think it’s because the Light Side of the Force here is helping us keep our heads clear. I like it. It isn’t compulsive like the Dark Side, it’s just there, a stabilizing presence.”

“Yeah, it is.” Vinnie nodded her head in agreement before bumping her hip against Brennie’s. “So, ‘closer to home’? Like Savage and all that.”

“Hey, we grew up with that music, alongside everything else from around the world.” Brennie argued back playfully as the two reminisced about their old lives back on Earth. Jane smiled as she listened to them relive their moments of youthful ignorance and troublemaking. As they talked, Vinnie could feel her soul brighten up, but Brennie’s soul was brighter. From what she could tell: it was the Pride of being Human.

No matter how much change she has undergone throughout the millennia, Brennie still clung to her Humanity. It didn’t weigh her down, it evolved alongside her. It was very admirable and inspirational. Vinnie was sure Jane could see it too, even if she might not understand. Her fellow Goddess of Souls was perceptive like that. “So~...are we going to be doing naughty things? The Chaos Trinity has kept you all to themselves the whole trip here.” Vinnie asked teasingly.

“At least thanks to the DE limiting Eris, they can’t knock me up and put me in a time bubble to pop out noodles anymore. As for us having fun? I dunno, this Light Side aura is helping me calm back down. I’d be down for dinner and a movie if you wanna be domestic.” Brennie suggested and Vinnie wouldn’t say no to that.

“That sounds nice, actually.” Jane piped up, having been content to be quiet until now. “Sure, I’m horny from pole dancing and stripping, but we can Holoflix and Chill.”

“Cool, let’s-eek-ahn~!” Vinnie squeaked and then moaned in surprise when she and her lovers were teleported to Brennie’s quarters by the Trinity. They found themselves naked and speared on their poles, panting in pleasure while the chaotic trio sat on their gigantic quads with snacks and drinks prepared for them.

“Don’t worry, these aren’t our real set so you won’t get pregnant.” Eris assured them and nuzzled Jane’s cheek. Donga bear-hugged Brennie almost possessively, while Hermais gave Vinnie’s shoulders a rub. “Anyway, what should we watch?”

“Uhn, h-how about Indie Go?” Jane suggested through her groaning and panting with her Navel Pearl spatially expanded quim and uterus spasming around the massive intruder.

“Good thing Daring isn’t here, she’d be too sad.” Vinnie said as the movie started.