Pirate Bebop

Ch.88

“Oof! Even though ya don’t have the Force, yew’re obnoxiously good at this.” I praised Brennie when she began pushing me back in lightsaber practice again. Some of the others were there to watch, including Meen-Rei and her hot-as-fuck wife named Neethsi Belle. Then again, that means Meen-Rei’s surname is also Belle. I went for a jab at her temple, only for her to deflect my inactive chakram with her bracer as Luster Dawn whooped.

“You don’t get as good as me without taking your lumps. I’ve already had mine, so it’s your turn in this case.” Brennie remarked factually as she deactivated her lightsaber and raised her fists.

“Thank gosh pain is just a suggestion fer me.” I chuckled as I put my chakram together and holstered it on my left thigh before I sprinted at Brennie and went in low. She jumped back, but I pursued and hooked her between the thighs and lifted her on my shoulders! “Backbreaker~!” I shouted playfully and proceeded to bodyslam my surprised lover before I started wrestling her instead of properly fighting, both of us devolving into tittering ninnies.

“That was incredibly unorthodox, stupid, yet hilariously effective since it caught her off-guard.” Meen-Rei hiss-snickered. “There’s a reason why wrestling isn’t real, it’s too impractical. If that was a real wrestling move, then it would’ve been slightly more acceptable, but she clearly just pulled a WWE show move.”

“Let’s just be glad Brennie didn’t go for the brutal route. I’m glad she’s loosened up so much.” Neethsi commented with a smile. “I’m also digging her new attire~.” Neethsi commented as Brennie’s black spandex-clad booty was aimed her way, her tail wagging as she pinned me in a headlock that turned into a kiss.

I was about to reciprocate, but then she picked me up and slung me over her shoulders with one arm hooked between my thighs and the other my right shoulder. Then I squeaked when she tossed me up and caught me with my back on her back, her hands gripping my calves and my ass aimed skyward. “H-hey! What’re ya doing~?!” I squealed when she jumped.

“Butt Buster~!” Brennie excitedly shouted and I choked in agony when my ass ‘broke’ from the immense force exerted on my lower body and she let me fall limply to the padded training floor. “Don’t think you can out-wrestle me! I spent a stint in a stupid Ultimate Muscle world as a pro ‘wrestler’ trained by Meat! Now reset, you need more Meen-Rei Time.”

“Yay~! I’m gonna turn you into a certified Expert today~!” Oh no.

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Brennie sighed contentedly when she left Jane to the cruel mercy of Meen-Rei with a cooling towel wrapped around her fluffy neck and framing her heaving hooters in her black sports bra. She yelped in surprise when Neethsi hugged her from behind, before spinning her around to face each other and they began making out. “Mm~!”

“*Smooch* It’s been a long time, friend. You’ve summoned Meen-Rei dozens of times, yet you never ask for me.” Neethsi playfully demurred and turned Brennie back around to walk with her.

“I’ve been busy and I didn’t want to drag you or Meen-Rei into stupid shit.” Brennie pouted and Neethsi nuzzled her. “Sorry. I guess I’m still pissed with what has happened, what we’ve learned and what has transpired as of late.”

“I can get that. Life is constantly evolving for us too. We’re not an Empire, yet alien civilizations we’ve encountered insist on calling us one. How is a representative republic an Empire?” Neethsi shrugged at a loss as they continued down the hall.

“Well, not everything is bad. I became the Goddess of Sex and I’m slime now. If I were to visit Nirn, I’m pretty sure the gods are gonna try and get into my pants.” Brennie said jokingly as they retreated into her room, where Willow was lying on the bed, looking like a total sexy nerd in tight shorts and a stained ‘gaming’ shirt she had tucked under her boobs while playing something on the holo with her legs kicking in the air along with her fluffy twin tails.

“Considering they have more than a single continent to be concerned with, I can’t be sure of that. I know Nocturnal would hunt you down for some affection the instant you were there, though.” Neethsi replied as she casually sat on the bed while Brennie approached the vixen.

“True, but I do miss her.” Brennie plopped her perfect ass next to her wife and then laid atop her, giving the vixen a boobhat. “Hey nerd, whatcha playin’?” Brennie playfully questioned and got her butt groped by her wife’s tail hands in reply while she kept playing Fallen Gods II: Revelation. “Ah, that’s one of our top MMORPG games.”

“Uh huh.” Willow uttered while she kept playing and Brennie fully laid atop her wife. “Brennie~, I need to-uhn~.” Willow moaned when Brennie turned to goo and seeped through her clothes. Soon, Winnie was the one playing and she used her tail-hands to remove Brennie’s clothes from atop her. “So yeah, as you can see, shit’s been pretty fucking weird and cool here.”

“I can see that.” Neethsi chuckled and lied next to the dracofox. “We too have games like this now. They’re not really my thing, but Meen-Rei and Shade love them.” Neethsi rubbed Winnie’s back. “So, this is the one you said had the same sort of soul as Meen-Rei. If I wasn’t so intimately familiar with Meen-Rei, I would’ve assumed she was the same person somehow.”

“Yes, she is.” Winnie nodded as her tail-hands ran all over Neethsi’s body while she kept playing the game. “Mind if I tail-yiff you while I play?” Neethsi’s answer was to vanish her clothes.

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Quedia hummed with a smile as she walked among the people in the sprawling city of Nova that was once the colony ship Novahome. It had been stripped down and spread across the cleared former wastes as a proper city like it was intended to be in the weeks following the decision to move Tarkus to another system.

The work mostly happened during the days Tarkus was safely within Hyperspace due to the artificial atmosphere refracting the maddening lights and Warp anomalies in Transit Mode. Jester’s body was wrapped around her as usual and the living combat suit kneaded her tummy, making the lioness purr. “I know, dear. Don’t get too touchy in public, though.”

Quedia was certainly pregnant with both Jester and Bask’s cubs. She knew this because she could sense the Life within her womb and her appetite had skyrocketed lately. That was why she was out getting unique groceries that the food replicator doesn’t have the ‘recipe’ for yet. Cravings were powerful things. She thought her mother and sisters were just joking.

Jester’s response was to massage her lover and Quedia muffled a groan of pleasure while the warframe kept them walking to the bus stop. They didn’t have to wait long for the flying public shuttle to arrive and they got on in the front door while those leaving got off from the rear door, both doors faced the starboard side.

Domestic life was surprisingly pleasant to the ancient demigoddess. Before, she could barely stand the imbeciles and the unwashed masses, but in this era most people had acceptable levels of intellect and tended to be cleaner. While by the standards of this era’s people; they were in a ‘dark age’ of sorts. To Quedia; it was ripe with previously unknowable prosperity.

She quietly enjoyed the constant touch and presence of her lover while waiting through the stops until eventually, not even 15 minutes later, she got off at the southernmost stop and walked across to the ‘military’ base, where the Bebop and other ships of the Rebel Alliance were housed.

Although she didn’t have anything to contribute to the war effort, she was still considered a VIP due to her divinity and was denied permission to live off base by her reborn mother. Luster Dawn really was her mother in all the ways that mattered, so she’d respect her decisions. Besides, moving out was going to be a hassle anyway. The Bebop was home now.

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“Gah!” Rex gasped for breath as Bryan delivered a hard gut-shot to the demon Alicorn with his fist. I, along with some of the others, watched from the sidelines as the match progressed. Willow had to separate from Bryan, otherwise it wouldn’t be fair. Willow apparently enhanced Bryan’s power greatly and she wasn’t known for her ability to hold back.

Both Rex and his brother, Marcus, were pitted against their father. It was the same training as usual. They had to draw blood from their old man however possible to win. Bryan had to strike them both eight times with his sword in order for him to win. He was allowed to use other methods to stun, however, those don’t count, but it does test their endurance and stamina.

I know because of his memories. There were only two who had beaten him in such contests: Meen-Rei and Neethsi. What made it worse was the fact that he never really used his sword, yet, much like right now.

“Urk!” Marcus choked after he came at Bryan from behind only to get clotheslined by him.

“I’ve seen him fight in our shared memories, but it’s always fun to watch him with my own eyes.” I commented as my husbando mopped the floor with his sons.

“Don’t forget how smart he fights.” Neethsi stated before Bryan started using his pistol when his sons escalated their efforts. “For instance, he once had me try to teleport him at random, only for him to resist the effect.”

“He was trying to see if he could prevent being forcefully teleported away through magical means.” Meen-Rei clarified and I hummed at the good idea.

“Why don’t I remember that?” I questioned, since it’s clear he kept some memories hidden from me. “He’s still keeping secrets.” I know I shouldn’t be upset about it, he has the right to do so. I just thought we were past that. I mean, I laid my Soul bare to him and he still hides things.

“Bryan needs to keep some secrets.” The sexy reptile alien giggled at my disappointment.

“Fair enough. If he couldn’t keep secrets somehow, I’m sure his sphincter would clench so hard he’d implode. So, he countered magical teleportation, I’m sure he countered technological teleportation too. He’s paranoid like that, I’m betting.” I huffed and the two non-dragon lizards...well, not traditional dragons, anyway, the two argonians nodded.

“Yes, he practiced disrupting the thaumic teleportation array that is invisibly cast around the target for magic, then discovered the easy way to thwart technological teleportation was to have an inhibitor installed in his chassis. He is a Transformer, after all.” Meen-Rei answered as her tail wagged after watching Bryan toss Marcus into the air.

“He can still be teleported, but only with his permission or when doing it himself. Anyway, as fun as it is watching these sexy studs spar, I’d much rather continue learning about the Mysticism of this universe you call the Force.” Neethsi said and I perked happily. Yay~ another student!

“After I put her through her katas.” No~! Have mercy sensei~!

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“Mmh~!” Tanya moaned while kissing her partner, now turned Empyreal, Baptiste, in their shared quarters aboard the Vengeful Retributor. Gridilus and Ionyx thought it prudent that Tanya’s partner become an Empyreal himself. It was an excruciating process in Devorak, but Baptiste survived it and returned. “Mwah! You bastard! Don’t you dare leave me like that!”

“It’s not like I had a choice, given the circumstances.” Baptiste retorted before Tanya crawled down the bed and opened his fatigues. “Really?” The enhanced Tartarus Demon Thestral huffed, yet didn’t protest since his pronounced Sin was Lust much like Tanya’s obviously was.

“Yes, really! Now, gimme your dick~!” Tanya lilted before she licked her lips at the sight of his throbbing black horsecock that was easily a few inches bigger than his original average size of 15 inches. “Oo~. So you’re a horny bastard like me~.” Tanya panted and pulled his pants down enough to reach into his fly. “My fucking gosh, Bap, are those watermelons you’re smuggling?”

“Hnng~. You know damn well what they are, you horny bitch. Now, you’ve started me up, get going.” Baptiste snarled hungrily and Tanya began licking his thick dick’s underside.

“Just don’t impregnate me~.” Tanya teased while a little fantasy rushed to her mind, one that only started once she got her training. Finding out that Empyreals are not infertile unlike Gray Wardens along with her enhanced libido and nearly having Link in her womb made Tanya start fantasizing of pregnancy and having children. She’d have to avoid it during the war, but still.

“I’ll try, but seeing you like this makes it difficult to consider putting on a condom.” Baptiste grunted as he reached for the nightstand, feeling around for one of the magic prophylactics.

“What? All hyper-busty, horny, begging for your foals?” Tanya panted before she tossed her tank top off and sandwiched his pillar of pony penis in her basketball breasts and nibbled on the flare of his glans. “C’mon Bap, I want you to inject this eclair with your creme filling~.” Tanya growled before wrapping her mouth around his wide tip and sucking to taste his salty pre-cum. Before her transformation into an Empyreal, her human mouth wouldn’t have been big enough.

“If you keep teasing me like that, I will breed you.” Baptiste growled, yet managed to open the packet and retrieve one of the endlessly-elastic rubber disks. This one being one of the brands that slowly transfers the contents to the nearest biomass reservoir for Argent Slimes to process.

“Do you want to see my belly grow big with your foals?” Tanya panted as she stopped tit-fucking him and got to her feet to shimmy her pants and panties off in one go. She may have the vaunted ‘Golden Age’ body type, but pants made for the job will still come off properly. This revealed a string of her feminine slime trailing to the floor with her gusset.

“One day, yes.” Baptiste answered while he pulled the turquoise rubber down his shaft.

“Then fuck me like you’re gonna knock me up!” Tanya literally vaulted into the air and impaled her engorged and drenched cunt on his 18 inch pony pillar in one go, impacting his pelvis and clapping her ass on his churning black basketball nuts so hard and loud he grunted and realized he may be in for a ride he never expected a non-pony to take. Still, he clapped his dark red hands on her hips and began to give as much as she could take.

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“What do you mean you can’t reach the system the Rebels have fled to?!” The gray stallion snarled with a clenched fist slamming on the solid metal arm of his floating chair.

“We can’t because of the Warp Storms and other reality-bending anomalies, they are interfering with our navigation systems and on-board equipment. It’s as if an unseen Force is working against us.” The Captain leading the scout fleet pursuing the Rebel Alliance replied. They only know that is what they’re called because they left a damn calling card in the Tarkus System.

“Alright, pull back and regroup. The situation with the Corpus is growing more widespread and we need to focus our efforts on securing our territories.” At least the ones that matter the most. The Corpus have been making a steady push and have targeted strategic points of interest; logistical and economical facilities. This was having a devastating effect on the UnSC’s combat effectiveness and morality.

“At once, sir.” The Captain saluted before the call ended.

“Mama is that way! And angry! And hungry! And she is eating criminals! And exploring skeletons!” The fairy said before her belly gurgled. “Oh, I want babies~. So much love, I need to make babies.”

The little fairy stiffened after stating her need to breed for perhaps the millionth time before she spoke again, all of her thottery gone. “Oh Hunter, blessed saint, an honest death is like a blessing, let death come once and for all.” The fairy then exploded, coating her containment in inert slime and the Sith stallion roared in fury at yet another resource being lost.

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“Nyuh~.” Vinnie panted and grunted before a turquoise egg the size of an infant squeezed out of her vagina onto the bed. “Oof, whew. Damn it. Rebirthing a seized soul is never easy over such a fucking distance. I hope extracting her is worth it, Kevin.” Vinnie panted tiredly, because while rebirthing someone falls under Life, Fertility and Renewal, Soul still allowed her to do it at range. It was harder since losing her fragment of the Life Aspect, though.

“Hello?” The egg groaned as it wiggled and rocked back-and-forth between her thighs. “My brain is finally working again, is anyone out there? It’s nice and dark here…*yawn*...zzz…”

“Considering she’s one of the few fairies to have worked in the Painted Worlds and drank the Old Blood, a first gen at that? Yes, it should be worth it.” Kevin waved his hand, magically cleaning the egg. He wasn’t afraid of his wife’s delicious fluids, but experience told him it was better to have a dry egg in hand than potentially let it slip and fall.

“Next time, at least make the fucking beforehand more enjoyable.” Vinnie sighed and sat up in the bed, idly disappointed that Kevin just bust his nut in her so she could snatch the unwitting traitor from the enemy’s grasp on Aiur II. “Anyway, from what I got out of her most recent memories, is Svartr still eating those serial killers that slipped in with the newest convoy?”

“She’s hunting the last of them now. I think it’s a child molster that kills the kids and fucks their corpses.” Kevin said with a snarl. “I wish Velka wasn’t still in the Warp somewhere, she’d be tracking down these pieces of garbage like child’s play.”

“Which would make you a useless hunter, hun.” Winnie teased her husband and he slumped his shoulders in defeat. All his tracking skills were nothing in the face of an instinctual ability to seek criminals like a homing missile. He’d rather have Velka here and-.

“Someone called?!” Velka stumbled out of a shadow in the corner, pure black aside from her blank white eyes. “Thank goodness! That place is madness! I had to smite so many sinful abominations. Some actually wanted me to smite them and I think their essence is being reborn in my womb. What is going on? I’ve been so lost since we evacuated Paradise.”

Vinnie and Kevin sighed as they gestured for the nude crow to sit down. Kevin used his psionics to pour a general info dump on her and she huffed. “If you’re pregnant, though, I don’t suggest you go running around right now without knowing where everything is.” Kevin gave her as much logistical data as he could, but he wasn’t as well-versed as someone assigned to security.

“Pregnant without sex, those things took the fun out of it.” Velka crooned as she rubbed her talons over her rippling abs. The matronly avian wasn’t a slouch in combat and her muscles showed that. “I hope Urta is willing to take them off of me. I clearly have my work cut out for me. Our forces are mostly criminals? Without being Penal Legions? Dire times.”

“Criminals by circumstances, not choice, for the most part. They are, however, trustworthy.” Kevin clarified and Velka hummed with a look in the general direction of Tarkus.

“Hm, true I suppose. Now then, it has been ages, how about we have some fun before we go help Svartr?” Velka requested with her eyes looking between the two naked lovers.

“Careful, it could be a womb daemon talking.” Vinnie teased and Velka rolled her eyes, which was weird to notice since they were solid white glowing pits behind her eyelids.

“Trust me, they’re not-oh~!” Velka cawed and her belly and breasts rapidly began growing, so Kevin teleported to fetch Visi since she was closer and Vinnie was suppressing the rapid pregnancy with her magic as best she could. “N-nevermind! Oof! Such big eggs!”