Pirate Bebop

Ch.90

“Oh, Viv is here! Even if you’re early in my timeline!” Eris cheered into the bar.

“Sup.” Vivienne casually greeted after she finished shotgunning her latest shot of whiskey.

“She’s early in the timeline?” Meen-Rei asked from behind Eris since they and Hermais entered the Bebop’s official bar. After Faye went overboard at the Mess a few too many times, the crew decided to have a bar at home to keep Drunk Faye’s shenanigans closer at hand.

“A long time ago to me. Both initially and the second time.” Eris said with some unease.

Vivienne chuckled before she brought Brennie close to her side, their side boobs squeezed against each other. “I’m surprised you even have a strip club. You owe me a lapdance or two~.”

“Oh my gosh, she’s an utter thot.” Meen-Rei commented with her tail flicking.

“Damn fucking straight. So’re you. In fact, everyone in this room is an utter thot at least for the right people.” Vivienne rambled as she made herself another mixer. The vixen-wolf can drink booze like water.

“I am not a thot.” I pouted, still getting used to all this weirdness.

“No, she has the right of it, we’re all thirsty thots for the right people.” Meen-Rei said and Vivienne who raised her glass and took a draw. “So, who’re you?”

“My story’s really fucking long, so I’m game for saving that for later, backstage preferably. Now, wanna bang? Since, y’know, we’re all thirsty thots here and I am the Demon Lord of Lust presiding over Limbo.” Vivienne questioned and Meen-Rei leaned in with a lustful purr. “Mm~, such delightful Lust you have there~.”

“Before we go down this very enjoyable route, I have a question: will having sex with you damn us? As in slate our souls for your Hell.” Meen-Rei asked with utmost seriousness and I was rather worried that I hadn’t considered that before now.

“I doubt that. We’re already so goddamn sexy as is.” Brennie said and I smiled at her for that compliment. “So, are we just going to get drunk and have sex?”

“I am all for that! How about you girls?” Eris chipperly asked all of us and I raised a hand.

“So...y’know I don’t drink anymore. Not after Lusty rescued me from my alcoholism.” I brought up and Lusty side-hugged me, smishing the sides of our respective boobs together and I smiled lovingly at her. “Then again, she woke up my nymphomania, turned me into a lass, drove me so puppy-crazy I got hyper-preggers and popped like a-mm~.” Lusty has me pinned to a table~!

“So cute~.” Meen-Rei and Vivienne chorused as I kissed my lover hungrily and her leg tendrils wrapped around my legs, spreading them open as some dove into my pants! Uhn~!

“I wish I could get pregnant outside of my universe, but sadly that’s one of the things Big G won’t let me get away with. So, Berserker, if you still go by that, I totally wanna bang you. Let’s get wasted first, though. This alien booze is smooth.” Vivienne licked her chops as she poured yet another drink and set it down in front of the dracowolf.

“Yeah, let’s.” Brennie nodded before sculling it down in one go, then she coughed and whooped. “That is good! What is it?”

“The closest I can get to a Tequila Old Fashioned with a chili garnish. Now, let’s get busy.” Vivienne’s third eye above her brow shined brightly and a beer keg with a hose appeared, the side written in Hellish script. “I got a keg~!”

“Yeah, orgy! Maybe I should bring Jet, no~. Jet does not like that, Eris, he’s a one woman man. Actually...I’ll pass, girls. I know, I know, but I really Like Jet and I don’t want to risk hurting him.” Eris said sheepishly as the rest of us looked at her askance. “So...yeah, I’m out. I’m gonna go bother my boyfriend. Have fun~!” Eris sauntered out of the bar, leaving the rest of us, especially her sister, bemused. Well, not Brennie and Vivienne.

Brennie took another swig of Vivienne’s home-brewed Ten-Hells Tequila according to the English label on the keg. Holy shit! Demons drink Tequila from kegs?! “All good, Eris. Go find your man and enjoy yourselves. Now, are we gonna get on the piss or what?”

“Yeah!” We all cheered as Eris left. I mostly stuck with water while the others got drunk. Eventually I was mostly masturbating and laughing as I watched the others drunkenly stumble through wild hedonistic sex with each other. Especially when six identical foxhounds emerged from Vivienne and enhanced the fun. I’m surprised they’re not cumflating each other.

“Why are you all alone over here?” One of the seven identical demoneses asked when she sat on the bar next to me. The others were all fucking in the middle of the room, where the tables had been cleared away and someone magically made the floor soft like a bed.

“Mostly because The Force tells me I should stay lucid right now. Also, as horny as I am, I’m not that horny right now.” I admitted to the utter babe, who looked oddly Envious.

“I wish I could be not-horny like that. Due to our carnal nature, we’re stuck with our heads up our cooches. Well, I’m gonna get in there. Viv looks like she’s about to break out the toys and someone better restrain her or we’ll all be hanging from ceiling harnesses within the hour.” The demoness patted my left breast and went back into the fray.

“That’d be a great show~.” I purred from the images that were put in my mind. Still, I’m just the voyeur this time and I better be ready to ferry them to a room after they pass out.

🎺

“Oh thank Freedom we’re free~!” Vinnie whined in gratitude before she plopped tits-first into the bed of what was officially her room aboard the Vengeful Retributor. Brennie still somehow had the energy to go to the Bebop to check in on their allies/lovers/friends after their months-long or shorter...longer? Bah! Too long constant combat scenario! “Mm, mm, mmph!” Vinnie muffled into her fluffy yellow cleavage as her extra-spiky body fluff twitched and sparked with electricity.

She might as well be an actual fucking Jolteon at this rate. Speaking of which. Vinnie grumpily got on her knees, having been stripped naked from her equipment being destroyed in the ‘training session from Hell’. She pulled the speared pillows off her chest floof which had sprouted up between her cleavage and neck and glared at it.

Apparently, going full-bore, all out, no-holds-barred causes her very fur to become a lethal object. It took some effort to exit what was apparently her purest non-mech combat form to be her gooey goopy self again and she splashed onto her fluid-proof bed with a sigh. “What’s next, I can split myself by mitosis?” She jokingly asked with a snort. “…I should probably look into that another time.”

Especially because if she could asexually reproduce clones of herself, she was totally going to try and have sex with herself. Then again, if slimes could do that, they would’ve outbred every other species in both universes by now. Then again, she’s not normal. She’s her. She could probably do it, but, again, not now. No~! Now her brain was stuck on it! So tired though~!

“Aunt Vinnie? Can I come in?” Rex? What is he doing here?

“I’m indecent and too tired to get dressed!” She warned him and he slowly entered the room.

“Are you okay?” He asked while approaching her to sit on the chair next to the bed.

“Your fama is a bitch and I fucking hate her right now. I’m not okay, but I will be.” Vinnie grumbled and forced herself to sit up on her pool of golden goo, too tired to bother forming legs below her thighs. “What’s got you upset, Rexie?”

“Mum and Marcus going at it.” Rex lamented with green on his red cheeks.

“Oh, sweetie, that must’ve been traumatizing.” Vinnie cooed understandingly. Sure, gene neutrality made genetic relations utterly pointless to worry about in regards to having healthy offspring, but Visilia is still Rex’s birth mother and not everyone is incestuous.

“I kinda blame mum for tempting Marcus, but I also kinda blame Marcus for not resisting her charms. I mean, as grossed-out as I am by it, mum is fucking hot. I’m not going to say otherwise, that’d be lying.” Rex huffed in frustration and Vinnie gently pulled him onto the bed so she could lean on him, too tired to be sitting up unaided.

“I know, I know. I mean, imagine how hard it was for your Fama and uncles to work past that for me? Well, your Fama didn’t have much resistance there, but it took some time for me to get Kevin, Edward and Rico to stuff that whole ‘we’re siblings’ BS since we’re not even related when we’re fucking married and-sorry. Not about me. Ahem. Sweetie, don’t let it get to you. You’re such an innocent colt, hold on to some of your objections.” Vinnie assured him and yawned.

“Thanks for the assurance, auntie. I’m sure Fama, Mum and even Grandpa would tell me to suck it up and just go for it like Marcus told me, but then again he’s the one fucking my mum without even letting me leave the room first, so he can get bent. Whoa!” Rex yelped when he suddenly fell through Vinnie and she plopped into a snoring puddle. “Um, you’re that tired?”

“Myuh? Yeah. Mind cuddling? I might get lewd in my sleep, though.” Vinnie sleepily warned him and the fully dressed demon alicorn stallion sighed before getting a pillow under his head and snuggling the semi-solid golden blob against his chest. “Mm…” Rex was so warm...zzz.

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I huffed in self-satisfaction after I had ferried the others who were now sleeping off an alcohol and a sex marathon to a general resting room. Seeing none of them cumflated was extremely bemusing to me, but I think it might have something to do with the limitations Big G put on Vivienne and her six sisters. What a dick, not letting them do the kinky inflating part either.

I gasped and my fur, something I’m still getting used to, stood up from the base of my skull down to the tip of my tail! The Force just whammied me with an imminent premonition that something bad was about to happen! Where?! What?! Why?! Who?! When?! I sprinted towards the hangar, where The Force insisted I need to be now!

Don’t stop for anything, anyone, move! I jumped over some Rasks in a forward flip and was thankful I was still fully clothed before I leaped towards the Zaku Warrior, which I really should name. I zipped up to the cockpit and I was preparing to have the MTS coat me in latex-like nanomachines when an earthquake shook everything.

While I knew that had to be what The Force was screaming at me about, I knew it wasn’t here yet, so I danced around the few engineers in the hangar and flew out of the Bebop, then outside. I could see the source of the disturbance as a smoking streak in the distant sky of the north hemisphere of Tarkus.

I zipped up to the lower atmosphere and then blasted off north, breaking the sound barrier so fast and hard that any lower and I would’ve shattered glass for miles. It only took a few minutes due to altitude and sheer speed, but those few minutes felt like an eternity. I reached the region in the north where the object fell and landed outside of the crashed ship.

Now, that alone wasn’t what was special about it. It was gigantic, I’m talking Super-Dreadnought size here. That would explain the massive earth-shaking shockwave it made upon translating back into reality in the upper atmosphere of Tarkus. On top of that, it was disturbingly intact despite making a violent crash landing and also had snow! Water-based snow on a world that has replaced water with a non-flammable oil as its basis for life!

The Force was raging at it as if whatever was in it was immensely dangerous. The symbol on the side was a boar skull. I didn’t have to wait long for...pig people to emerge? One wore a red cape and crown. The Force was both terrified and elated about this specific person who set his glowing yellow eyes upon my mobile suit, before he waved cheerfully at me.

...Great. I guess since diplomacy is an option...

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“Uhn~.” Brennie groaned in a mixture of a hangover, an actual honest-to-fuck hangover and the satisfaction of coming out on the other end of an epic hedonistic sex frenzy. “I thought I was immune to hangovers.” Brennie muttered and then went goo for a moment, then sighed in relief. Right. It was easy to forget her body was how she made it, not how she was at base.

Still, seeing Vinnie go all spiky voltage-sparking Jolteon was hot as fuck and fighting her gave her such a boner. She should’ve made her siblings take off the kiddie gloves thousands of years ago. “That’s because it’s Hell alcohol, babe. This shit would demonically mutate any living thing not of a certain constitution. You’re all not mortal, though, so you’re good.” One of the seven demon sisters said without moving otherwise.

Brennie nodded before looking around, only to realize Jane was nowhere to be seen. “Uh-oh.” Right, she didn’t join in on the fun for some reason, just masturbated while she watched. That wasn’t like her. Jane was a carnal creature even before Luster Dawn altered her, what she experienced from being merged with her Soul said as much. Why would she-The Force.

Getting up quickly, she sprinted to the nearest red alert button and ended up fisting it. Still, it got the job done, the horns were blaring loudly and everyone scrambled along.

“Someone get me a fucking fix on Jane’s position, now!” Brennie demanded and rushed towards the exit of the Bebop.

“Uh, I already have her. She took the Zaku Warrior out of the hangar seconds after the shockwave rattled the planet. I was there too, so I chased after her. That thing’s unfairly fast~! My thrusters can’t keep up! I’m still close enough to triangulate her IFF signal, though.” Lucatiel, that cute Griffin engineer who ended up becoming a Cybertronian, answered.

“Runner here! I’m inbound and closing in! Wait…” Vinnie reported and then Brennie felt a private channel open to her. “Rex is in my cockpit! Oh flip! Don’t kill me, Brennie! We were napping and the shockwave woke me and then I was a ship and-!”

“Are you two okay, though?” Brennie calmly asked to show she wasn’t mad at either of them.

“I’m fine! Everything’s fine! I-it’s not like my cockpit has a fucking fleshlight to sync with males or anything~!” Vinnie admitted and Brennie felt a bit of surprise.

“Wait, you can do that with your male pilots?” She needs to learn that, it’d make syncing more-no, not now! Head out of your cooch, Brennie! “Anyway, just keep him safe. He’s the heir of Devorak, after all. Now, I’m sure you’re there already, what’s going on?”

“Jane is meeting someone outside of a Super-Dreadnought that has crashed in the northern reaches of the continent Nova is on. Whoever they are, their Soul and Force Presence is giving me willies that have nothing to do with Rex awkwardly trying not to move with his dick in my-.”

“Vinnie, that’s my son, don’t fucking put those images in my head!” Brennie shouted fretfully, still coming to terms with her budding incestuous feelings for Marcus. Besides, unlike Marcus, Rex is practically pure! It isn’t until recently that he’s finally worked up the courage to engage in sex with anyone. Does anal count for a first time? Brennie couldn’t remember if-.

“You’ve fucked with Marcus!” Vinnie protested and Brennie hissed as she banished thoughts.

“Different son, different fetishes!” Marcus is so stupidly sexy, too! Rex isn’t her type. If she liked awkward, clutzy, nerdy-oh fuck! He’s a male Willow! No~! Brain! Bleach~!

“Brennie, I found KOTOR!” Willow cheered upon opening the door in the hall she was about to pass, which was actually Willow’s, plastered in gaming posters that it was. “Wanna play?!” The two-tailed hyper-busty iridescent white furred fennec asked with so much excitement barely contained in her lazy T-shirt and basketball shorts that Brennie wanted to fuck her right there.

“…Vinnie, you said the person in question is making the Force go into a frenzy, right? Stop using the Force and look with your own eyes to assess them.” Brennie said before stalking up to Willow and she perked up at recognizing something before backing away with a horny lick of her chops as she wagged her eyebrows, her fur turning to iridescent white goo.

“He looks like a Sith. Red cape, crown and glowing yellow eyes. He’s holding himself in a friendly manner that seems honest, not showing any sort of hostility.” Vinnie reported before Brennie used her bushy tail to flick the door controls, closing it behind her.

“Keep an eye out. Now, c’mere~.” Brennie turned to red slime and kissed her wife, groaning along with her before they melded and Winnie eagerly rushed to the entertainment center, booting up the remake of KOTOR with her tail hands pulling her shorts off.

“Okay, let’s just game, chill and have some quality me time.” Winnie solidified into a white, red and black draco-fox and grunted when her massive tail-hand fingers began jilling her wet cunt.

🎺

“Life as a pirate is so much more interesting than being Steele Tech’s whipping girl.” Anno commented after things calmed down from the shockwave and Berserker’s red alert, only for Runner to confirm that Jane already had the situation in hand or something. Being the big-brain scientist left her out of the loop a lot and with both Shekka and Hildra often busy-.

“Hey, wrench wench! Where’s the fun at?” Anno squeaked when she was suddenly picked up by her waist and she looked at her molester to see Khorgan was her assaulter. She calmed down, because unlike if it was some other random Thraggen, Khorgan was already deeply seated into a relationship with those she considered ‘superiors’. She wouldn’t risk pissing them off.

“I don’t know, maybe you should peel off my suit and find it~?” The white slime jackal Diamond Dog lilted in the hopes of getting some action, only for the huge green battle babe to put her on her paws again to her disappointment. “Oh, you mean the experimental Mobile Suit weapons I’m working on. Are you sure the Green Goblin is worth risking on weapons testing?”

“He’s a Rodi. If he gets fucked up, he can be fixed. That's why I went for a Rodi frame, not a Gilda frame.” Khorgan’s reply made Anno wince. The Gilda Mobile Suit Frame was both a ridiculously overengineered powerhouse and a liability because of its overengineering. It had digitigrade legs, for fuck’s sake. Having armor kits that don’t use the extra joint made it worse!

That it was named after Gilda, a legendary Undead Imperial Agent, was testament to both its stalwart combat capability along with its admittedly short-sighted lack of flexibility. Gilda to a T. “Okay, fair enough. If we do get our hands on a Gilda frame, though, I’d still want to have a shot at improving it without eliminating its strengths. Go to Bay 5 for weapons testing.”

That bay was built exclusively for handling dangerous or untested ship/mobile suit equipment. Anno wasn’t a former Head Researcher for Akkadi R&D of Steel Tech for no reason. Having the Freedom to tinker was better than almost anything! Well...it wasn’t worth losing her sister and landing herself on Tarkus in the first place…

“Hey, c’mon. No sad-ears.” Anno yelped when she was tossed over Khor’s shoulder with the green amazon’s hand groping her ass!

Fun time after all~!