Pirate Bebop

Ch.97

I sleepily staggered into a soft, sloshy wall. My sleep-addled mind barely processed this and just urged me to snooze against it. Sometime later, I woke up fully and blinked at the mocha fur blocking the entrance to the cafeteria, which was added when the kitchen got too crowded and Jet refused to have his kitchen messed with more. “Huh?” I sniffed the wall of flesh and blushed.

Well, I don’t know how, but Kiro’s boob is blocking the cafeteria. The cafeteria wasn’t dimensionally expandable past the initial service space because it was intended as a static room. I think Luster Dawn is gonna have to revert that decision. I pressed in on the wall of flesh and then leaned back into it. So sawft~. “Good morning, make way.”

I moved away from the bulging brown wall of booba to see a couple of Raskvel in EVA suits. They squirmed against the edge of Kiro’s tit and squeezed between it and both sides of the epic door-filling cinnamony-smelling breast which was so gigantic this was probably just the lower curve of one of her boobs. “Holy fuck this is so hot. I regret sleeping in and missing it.”

“Yeah, it was incredibly arousing.” Jet said from behind me and I yelped at being snuck up on. “I haven’t seen a ‘Nuki get this gigantic before. The last time I even saw a Tanuki going all-out was when Kiro, Kally and I had our breakup sex. Remember that unlike now, we were limited in what we could feed them. They only got as big as bean bag chairs before we ran out of food.”

“Hot damn. No wonder the Corps and Govs refuse to let ‘em into regular society. They couldn’t handle how bottomless they are and likely didn’t have the tech to keep up. Well, we’re not them. If her tits are this enormous, my gosh, I wonder how gargantuan her nuts are~!” I drooled, remembering last night and how thoroughly Kiro inseminated me with sterile seed.

Moments later, the boob vanished and I heard Kiro give a barking yelp, so I walked in to see all the furniture had been destroyed and Kiro was now hefting her original bust size in bemusement atop her giant 40ish foot wide nuts that were still filling a fourth of the emptied cafeteria. The four orbs filling the other half must be Kally. Hnng~! My lady boner is so fucking hard~!

“Whoa. Good to know I won’t be stuck here for months like the last time I let that happen.” Kiro commented before beaming down at me. “Angel~! Good morning! You people are so epic! Got anything for giant Nuki Nuts too?” I winced at the question. Piercing a scrotum? Woof, no. I hope we have something, just not penetrating something so malleable.

“We’ll get you your Clit Clip soon, just hold on while we rescue your sister from possibly suffocating in her boobs.” One of the Rescue Rasks called up to her before diving under Kally’s mountainous mams. What a hero!

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“I thought the reports of them blocking streets with their assets was just anti-Kui-Tan propaganda.” Vinnie slurped up some drool at the sight of said events in Nova. A Tanuki was binge-fed by over-eager participants and now her boobs and nuts were filling an intersection. From what Vinnie understood, that was enough nutrition to last decades for that babe.

“I get the feeling Brennie was behind all of this.” Kevin snorted as similar sightings were popping up across the city. “I know the one on the Bebop just had to be her personally.”

“This is definitely worthy of the Kink Alert.” Rico chuckled at footage of horny citizens forming chains to feed the expanding brown babes and in one case a dude who was having tons of ladies practically sleeping on his fuzzy brown sack. Actually, some were.

“The fact we have it go off only once every few years back home makes me wonder why we have it, but then this happens in a couple of months here.” Edward wryly shook his head.

“Well, we have the means to handle this, the corrupt locals don’t. Maybe we can even help them by coding in the ability to feel when they have ‘enough’ food instead of just rapidly converting it to milk and nutritious nut butter.” Kevin suggested, only for Vinnie to glare heatedly. “Not take the ability away, make it easier for them to resist overdoing it.”

“All I know for sure is now we’ve got even more fluids to feed the food replicators. Maybe just serve it straight. I’ve read that their milk is delightfully nutty and their cum is practically nutty pudding.” Vinnie licked her lips and her husbands all shared a fond exasperated sigh at their wife’s nymphomanic nature that could’ve made her a Sex Goddess if Brennie didn’t-.

“Everyone! I Love Tanukis! I’m going to claim them as my Favored Race along with the Raskvel!” Brennie declared the moment she burst into the small briefing room in only a pair of red b-ball shorts that looked painted on and a faded rock band T-shirt tucked up under her tits. She wasn’t even wearing sandals or something, she was barepaw.

“We see Willow has been rubbing off on you.” Edward teased and the others laughed, only for Brennie to plop into the free chair and kick her paws up onto the table.

“Kiss my paws, because Willow’s mellow nature is seriously helping me with my paranoia and anxiety. Ironically, since she’s the anxious panic-ridden mess. Now, I’m not kidding about the Favored Race thing. We’re definitely taking a good number of these sexy sluts home.” Brennie declared with a lick of her chops. “No, seriously, kiss my paws. I’m feeling pawsie right now.”

“When did this become D&D?” Rico asked jokingly and seconds later, a portal in the fabric of reality opened up on the table and a kobold in dashing Italian Renaissance roguish clothing rolled through before it closed. “I was joking! Why does this universe do this?!”

“Pardon, where am I? I’ve been running from Mind Flayers for what feels like eons, but must’ve only been minutes to me.” He panted, exuding a mystical Charm that made everyone in the room instinctively like him. Especially since it was a passive aura. Vinnie and Brennie both noticed an extra trait that made the handsome little reptile sexy to them.

“You’re in a place where they’re about to die.” Kevin announced and the instant a larger portal opened and cthulhu wannabees emerged, their bulbous pulsing heads exploded in gore. “Oof, okay, that was irritating. Damn hiveminds.” He grunted while shaking his head.

“And who might you be, handsome?” Brennie cooed at the light blue kobold who sheathed his adorable rapier and took off his feather-doffed musketeer hat to bow with a flourish.

“I am Raphael of Syranaise, at your service, milady. I don’t believe this is my home realm, but I’m willing to give up on my quest for now after surviving that ordeal thanks to your capable companion.” The whiskered refined reptile put his dashing hat back on and Vinnie squeed.

“Can we keep him?!” The male marines all sighed in exasperation.

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“Just call him the Green Hornet.” Kiro suggested after I took her to the hangar to introduce her to the space and get her opinion on naming him. I also wanted to get her away from Jet, because she still clearly longed for him and I am feeling absolutely jealous of my friend for having gotten into my new mate’s heart in the past.

Fuck, if I never met Luster Dawn, I think Kiro and I would’ve gotten together without anything interfering. Kally would’ve even sealed the deal. “I like that name. Yew’re good at that.” I praised my new lover, my tail wagging happily at finally getting a solution for naming my Mobile Suit.

“I’m a girl of many talents. That said, I should really go check on the Blade. She’s my ship, after all. Mind giving me a ride, angel?” Kiro asked with a hand on my ass and I bit my lip with my heart racing when she squeezed before settling on keeping her hand in my back pocket.

“Sh-sure thing!” I chirped and wrapped my arm around her thin waist before I used the Force to levitate us up. This was far more strenuous than a simple Force-assisted leap, but Master Yoda could levitate himself on a platform for several hours while meditating. It was a skill I needed to train up. I was sweating by the time I set us down on the steps of the cockpit hatch.

“Easy, angel. If whatever you just did drained you, I can just hitch a-*yip*!” I scooped my lover into my arms and set her on her paws outside of the MTS rings. “Warn me next time.” Kiro chuckled and I pecked her on the cheek before I went into the center of the Mobile Trace System. I posed dramatically like my first time and was soon coated in the liquid black bodysuit.

“Okay, call ahead so they’ll direct me to a hangar.” I told my new lover and I thrust my chest out when I realized her brain was in her crotch right now and her eyes were glued to my shiny black latex-like nanomachine-clad tits. “C’mon~. I know I’m amazing, but ya have a call to make.”

“Right, call, thing.” Kiro dazedly muttered before she used her omni-tool to contact her ship.

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“Syri~! Stop stealing my girlfriends~!” Anno whined at her fraternal twin, the white slime jackal pouting up at her hulking black jackal amazon sibling, who was eating a giant banana.

“Girlfriends? More like soon-to-be wives!” Syri teased with a bellowing laugh. “Besides, Luca was on the fence. If you want her that bad, you’ve gotta take her, sis. She’s really got it hard for you.” Syri advised between bites of her enormous fruit. The food replicators here are awesome!

“I know you. You’re not going to just let me butt in! Damn it, Syri, we’re related! We can’t get married!” Anno shouted in dismay and Syri rolled her eyes.

“Sis, I don’t give two fucks what our parents wanted or what the rich fuckers decided was okay or not. I want you and these people can make that a non-issue. If you want Luca, you’ve gotta take me too.” Syri demanded and Anno wilted, then looked determined and rushed out of the room Syri was boarding in. “There, now you’ve got an in, Luca.”

“Dang it, Syri. I don’t like manipulating people like this.” Lucatiel mewled when she emerged from the bathroom, having hidden at Syri’s insistence when the pink Chaos Noodle Aphrodite had urged the two to go along with a plan that would eventually result in ‘all the romance’. “Couldn’t we have just told her up front that I’m okay being pulled into this ridiculous harem?”

“No, because I know my sister. She’s easy, but she’s not that easy. She really likes you, maybe even Loves you despite the short time you’ve known each other. Now she has motivation to pursue you and hopefully, finally, takes me too.” Syri whimpered a bit at the end with her thighs rubbing together. “I know incest isn’t kosher to a lot of folks, but I Love her, damn it.”

“Well, she’s slime now, genetics mean nothing already. It’s just her own hangups in the way. Now, can we get back to watching that movie?” Lucatiel pouted and Syri eagerly unpaused it.

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“So, you want to use me as the base of a new disposable soldier, thing?” Kally asked Luster Dawn in bemusement while she stood naked in the flesh-coated room in the bowels of the Bebop. Being naked and not having immobilizing nuts was new and refreshing for the tanuki. Having a clit piercing that banished her male organs entirely was even more refreshing.

“No. Less disposable support units. Your species’ unique ability to intake, process, store and distribute nutrition so rapidly would be a massive boon to my swarm and rapidly improve the rate my forces could grow and recycle slain units.” Luster Dawn stated with a manic fervor that admittedly made Kally’s body vibrate with sexual anticipation.

Also, the faux unicorn was in what she considered her ‘true’ form. An alien hybrid of a unicorn and something she called a Maykr. Watching the hyper-buxom mare with her groin nearly always floating at eye-level was a constant tease, especially with those six leg-tentacles that started halfway down her thicc thighs. It was like Luster’s chosen form was made for sex.

“That said, before we can properly begin, I need my Librarian here. She’s late, which is quite unusual for her.” Luster Dawn said with a saucy grin, clearly aware why her Librarian was late. “Anyway, would you be alright with becoming a Template? Or would you prefer just donating?”

“Um, donate. As grateful as I am, I’m not comfortable with altering my species. I very much like being a proper tanuki. Even if I enjoy these new magic benefits.” Kally replied with a squeeze of her left nip and a quick dip of a finger into her slit while licking her lips at the goddess.

“Nyuh~ so do I~.” Luster panted lustfully, but shook herself. “Damn it you sexy minx. Don’t do that when I’m in a lifesculpting mood.” Luster grumbled and turned towards the door when a green Skaven-like doe, already nude, entered the organic chamber. “Zelma. How are you and Duo doing~?” Luster lilted knowingly and the clearly unnatural female flushed purple.

“W-we’re doing well, my Queen. Is she the new Template?” Zelma questioned professionally.

“No, we’re not going to transform her. She is, however, donating genetic material~.” Luster slurped her lips and Kally’s naturally super-fluffy tail got extra fluffy.

“O-oh! Um, sorry, but it’s standard practice for my people to take sterilizing drugs when we’re not planning to have children. I would’ve brought that up if this was that way…” Kally apologized with regret, only for Luster to chuckle and practically shimmy as she approached the tanuki.

“Oh, that doesn’t matter at all with me. Especially since I need you inside me to work your cummy magic~.” Luster growled predatorily. That was the last warning Kally had before the alien mare’s body split open and expanded into a giant rib-like maw. Kally screamed in fear, only to find herself immersed in a hot fluid that felt really good.

“Heya! I’m Rivala! You’re in Lusty’s womb with me! Now, I hope you don’t mind getting fucked by a stranger, ‘cuz I’m gonna milk you dry!” The goo formed into a super-sexy red vixen and then Kally’s brain faded at the all-encompassing gooey onslaught.

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“Daughter.” Vanico, who was fused together mostly on a whim, but for emotional support on Anno’s part, turned her pink head towards King Hydrax when he approached her in the Science Ops Center. She was there because her constituents each had things they could do here.

“Yes, father?” Visi responded while the other two continued on with coordinating the Science and Espionage projects they were assisting the Argentine Science Teams and Ghosts with.

“Before I continue, in your current form, would it be rude not to include the others as my daughter?” King Hydrax asked kindly and the Cocoa and Anno heads looked pleased and surprised respectively. While they all looked identical aside from their tri-color orientation, they were both separate and simultaneously one with Visilia, so it was an apt question.

“Cocoa is already your daughter by marriage. It makes her happy to hear you say it.” Cocoa crooned sappily and Anno looked pleasantly uncertain at the brown and pink heads to either side. She felt odd being the center head with only their tail in direct control, but both Cocoa and Visi insisted that they were ‘obeying tradition’ with ‘vanilla’ being the center of the ice cream.

“Since Anno is definitely joining the family, you can do what you wish, father.” Visilia smiled warmly and Anno squeaked with her extra-fluffy white tail wagging fast and her cheeks all puffed up in a blush. “Now, what requires you to come to us instead of having us come to you?”

“You are aware that I have been a single widower for many thousands of years, while you’ve been happily married to an extensive harem for a good portion of that. I require...advice.” King-no, her dad, asked awkwardly in a quiet tone that got lost in the noise of the Ops Center beyond their large, alert jackal ears.

“Oh! I’m so glad you didn’t just go to Cadence or Cadenza!” Vanico chirped in unison, utterly pleased that he came to her. Visilia was unsure if her ‘firm taskmistress’ approach was right, but tempered with Anno’s casual ‘time spent together’ method and Cocoa’s ‘let them do most of the work while you watch them flounder in amusement’ method gave her a more rounded outlook.

“Never in a million years am I going to those two. They’d turn my relationship into a stupid romantic comedy for their amusement despite their intentions. If I was around during that whole fucking year of matchmaking, I’d be right there with Bryan!” Hydrax declared in disdain.

“Yeah~! True romance, not that cheesy garbage!” Aphrodite cheered in the background.

“Go away, Aphrodite.” Everyone besides Hydrax idly chorused and the pink noodle whined before sulking through the Warp to find someone else to bother about their relationship.

“First, what seems to be the problem? If there is one. Oh, right, hold on, this isn’t the place.” Vanico shifted the work to some of the operatives in the Ops Center and then guided her father out of the busy room. “We can chat on the way to a sitting room-Daring~!” Vanico cheered at the sight of her wife, who approached at being hailed with a bright smile. “How are you adjusting?”

“Um, I’m doing okay. Not exactly used to not being in charge of myself, but it’s also a relief. Hey King Dad.” Daring greeted as she joined in following Vanico. “What’s up?”

“I was going to ask my daughter-right, you’re my daughter too. Well, I came for some advice. I’m so out of practice that I don’t know what’s alright anymore. She may be from an antiquated time period, but I’m stuck in the middle.” Hydrax said before another of his daughter’s wives appeared.

“Honey, my love bug. Mwah!” Vanico smooched the slime changeling and casually roped her into following with the group.

“Oh, you’re so mixed up, father. What troubles you?” The green goo mare asked and Hydrax smiled. It was easy to forget just how big his family was with how busy he always is.

“I need insight in how to handle being in a relationship again. You all have been married for so long. What would you suggest?” The ancient alicorn demon king asked them all before they entered a room where Isillit was sitting at a candlelit table in bemusement. “Oh.”

“Father. Sit. Talk about anything, everything. Your mutual likes, dislikes. Get to know each other. That has never changed.” Vanico advised and her surrounding wives all nodded. “Then, once you feel you’ve reached a point where you trust and care about one another in a way you desire them intimately, then get to know each other~.” She winked in triplicate and led her wives out.

“I see that Visilia is as much of a sledgehammer as Ailisiv.” Isillit chuckled mirthfully and Hydrax snorted in amused agreement as he sat before the beautiful mare who was his late wife in all but soul. “I asked my daughters too, but they just led me here and told me to do what comes naturally. Of course, Ninia told me to have my way with you, but that's the third date and past.”

“Ninia, I’ve heard many things about her. None of them were good until after she served her sentence and as a result of said sentence: birthed a whole new species of Tartarus Demon.” Hydrax commented with a shake of his head.

“Yes. I learned all about how she disgraced herself and in turn redeemed herself in a most lewd yet spectacular way. I have so many descendants now I have no idea where to start.” Isillit scoffed in a mixture of disgust, pride and astonishment over the matter.

“Well, that’s something I know all too well about!” The two alicorns shared a boisterous laugh. “At least you don’t have to deal with your daughters being deities. Visilia waited until recently to cross that bridge and my in-laws kept their business to themselves as often as they could.” Hydrax paused when a waiter entered and gave them menus. “Oh, this is a dinner?”

“I suppose so. What is your preferred poison?” Isillit asked as she looked at the wines.

“Something sweet to ease us in for tonight.” Hydrax answered, not wanting to get drunk just yet.

“Juice? Are you sure you’re not already my husband?” Isillit joked and they had another laugh.