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The Transformation of Shepard	By : Libertatem Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 153437 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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“I know you’re dealing red sand!,” the idiot yelled at the bartender, pointing his finger in the asari's face. The dumbass was even wearing a replica of Shepard's N7 armor.
“We don't sell red sand here,” the bartender groaned. “Besides, it's legal on Illuim. All you need is a permit.”
“Don't lie to me. I learned how to put a gun in someone's face from Commander Shepard.”
The hollow plastic echoed as Jack tapped it with her knuckle. “Hey, shit-for-brains. You get that out of a cereal box? There is no way you’re friends with Shepard.”
He spun around on his barstool. “My name is Conrad Verner. And this is the best Shepard armor credits can buy.” Conrad stood up. “She taught me how to be extreme.”
“How's this for extreme?” Jack swung her fist, striking Conrad's jaw. He spun around and crashed to the floor, unconscious. “Lights out, buttercup.” She sat down on the now vacant seat. “You,” Jack commanded the bartender. “Put alcohol inside me. Now.”
“Your first one's on me,” the asari smiled as she poured her a drink. “Saves me the trouble of slapping his ass with a singularity.”
Jack gulped it down at once. She shook her head as her body soaked up the vodka. “This shit's way better than the stuff we have on the ship.”
“I'll pay for your next one.”
Jack turned to the woman next to her. “And who might you be?”
“Gianna Parasini.” She had dark skin and short, black hair that was pulled into a bun.
“I'm Jack.” Her eyes quickly glanced down at the woman's cleavage. Her eyes moved from the pink dress up to her face, the biotic's cock hardening as she imagined shoving her cock down her full lips.
“So is it true?”
The question brought Jack out of her trance. “Is what true?” She took a sip from her new drink.
“You said you knew Shepard. Is she really alive?”
“Well, I hope so,” Jack laughed. “She's my ride home.” Gianna's finger scratched at her glass. “So, how did you meet her?”
“We did some work together back on Noveria a few years ago.” She adjusted herself, smoothing her dress back out. “How about you?”
“Ol' Red dragged me along on her latest suicide mission. Some bullshit about saving the galaxy.”
Gianna smiled. “Yeah, that sounds like her.”
Jack rested her hand on the woman's knee. “You fucked her, didn't you?”
“What? No... what makes you say that?”
She imagined that the woman was blushing. Jack slid her hand farther up her thigh, slipping her fingers into Gianna's dress. “Your secret is safe with me.”
Gianna's hand shook as she raised her glass. She finished her drink, fumbling with the glass as Jack's fingers inched closer. “That's a lot of tattoo's, Jack,” Gianna said, making a feeble atempt to change the subject.
“I got some real cool ones,” Jack smiled. “The thing is, I'd have to take off some of my clothes to show you.” She could feel the heat coming off of Gianna’s sex. She stopped just short of her goal and slid her back slowly along her thigh.
“Okay,” the woman whimpered. Jack slammed her against the bathroom wall and kissed her. Gianna helped her slide out of her shirt, exposing her tattooed chest.
“They're... everywhere.” Gianna kissed between her breasts, sliding down her stomach.
“I have another I want to show you,” Jack said as she unbuttoning her pants.
The woman got down on her knees, not knowing the extent of what awaited her. Gianna grabbed her pants and pulled down. “Lets see w-” She stopped, Jack's cock bouncing free and smacking her in the face. “What the fuck is that?”
Jack wiped it across her face. “Haven't you ever seen a dick before?,” she chuckled as she pressed her head against Gianna's lips. Her cock slid over her tongue and pushed into her throat. Gianna started to gag. “Breathe through your nose,” Jack said as she patted her head. “You're going to be there a while.”
Jack grabbed the back of Gianna's head and thrust farther into her, the woman's tight throat squeezing her cock. “Use your tongue, bitch.” She did what she was told. Gianna's tongue twisted around her head as she pulled back. It prodded her urethra, only to be pushed down as Jack thrust again. Her eyes bulged as Jack lifted up on her arms. “Damn, you're taking in all in...” Gianna pounded her fist into her legs. “Alright,” Jack sighed. Gianna gasped for air as Jack withdrew her cock. “That's too bad. I thought you could handle it.” Jack placed a finger on her shaft, smearing the saliva around. “I think I'm wet enough.”
“For what?” Gianna's eyes widened, realizing what she was thinking. “No way, it's too big!”
Jack pushed her onto her back and lifted her legs. “You'd be surprise what can fit inside a woman's cunt.” She bunched the dress up to her waist exposing Gianna's thighs. “No panties?” Her fingers spread Gianna's brown folds open, exposing her wet, pink flesh. “It feels like you want this almost as much as I do.” Jack shoved into her, the woman's protest going unheard.
Gianna began to moan as the minutes went by. The woman's cunt tightened, reluctant to let any more of her length inside her. Jack pushed further anyway. “What's my name?,” she whispered into her ear.
“Jack,” Gianna moaned.
“I can't hear you, slut.” Jack shoved the rest of her length inside her, the woman's tightness holding her in a vise.
“Jack!” Gianna's clenched as she came. Jack lost control and sprayed her seed deep into the woman's womb. A tear streamed down the woman’s face and she moaned as wave upon wave of cum splashed into her womb. She laid on top of her, their chests heaving as they regained their breath. “I can't move my legs.”
“That will wear off in a bit,” Jack chuckled, wiping off the last drops of cum onto Gianna's thigh.
“I'm in town for a few more days, Jack. Maybe we could-”
Jack kissed her, ending her question and biting her lip as she withdrew. “We could... but we won't. I'm already in a relationship.”
“So you're just going to fuck me and run off? Damn it, you're just like Shepard.”
Jack laughed and pinched Gianna's cheek. “Don't worry, you got Conrad there to keep you company.”
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Amy watched Oriana help the twins put on their first make up. Samantha looked adorable in her ruby red lipstick. Tosha crossed her arms, impatiently waiting for her turn. “Hey, Miranda,” Amy whispered. “Does Ori ever talk about kids?”
“Kids?,” Miranda asked, raising her eyebrow.
“Yeah, you know… toddlers and babies… maybe a family of her own?” Samantha moved behind Tosha and began braiding her blonde hair as Oriana turned her attention to the other twin.
Miranda wrapped her arm around and squeezed her shoulder. “Why Miss Williams, are you thinking about defiling my little sister?”
Amy sighed, letting Miranda pull her closer. Her eyes moved to her girlfriends large breasts, peeking out from her slightly unbuttoned shirt. “I want to put a baby in her so bad.”
Miranda smiled. “Do you love her?”
“Yes… she’s my best friend.” Amy smiled. “My only friend.”
“And have you told Ori that?”
“Every day. But as far as what I want… not so much.”
Miranda’s fingers massaged her shoulder. “Well go talk to her then. You two are perfect for each other. “You’re a lot better for her than Kasumi ever was.”
“Thanks, Miri. That means a lot.” Her hand slid off Amy’s shoulder. “Did Jason talk to you by any chance?”
“Yes he did. He was quite persistent.”
“I’m sorry, I tried to talk them out of it.”
“Well, luckily for him, our next objective is on a docile planet. No hostile wildlife, mercenaries, or rogue mechs.”
“So you’re sending Jason and Ori on an easy mission?”
“I’m sending the crew on an easy mission,” Miranda corrected. “You kids will receive hands on survival and defensive training.”
“All of us?” Amy glanced towards her preteen twin sisters.
“All of you. If you are any indication, they’ll be ready sooner than you think.” Miranda left her and retreated to her office. “Get plenty of rest,” she called out behind her. “We’ll be in system first thing tomorrow.”
Amy walked behind Oriana, shooing away her sisters. “Aww, we were having fun.”
“Hello, beautiful.” Amy grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed their lips together. Her cock rose, loving every second of their breasts squishing into each other. Oriana’s arms dangled uselessly by her sides, her girlfriend caught up by the surprise kiss.
Amy pulled away and looked into her eyes. Ask her you stupid bitch. “What’s gotten into you?,” Oriana asked her, blushing.
“I…” The words hung in her mouth. Ask her.You’ll never know if you don’t ask her. “I’d like to do something special for you, Ori.” Damn it. I’ll ask her next time. Yeah, next time…
“Something special? Like what?”
“You’ll just have to wait and see, love. Just… don’t make any plans tonight okay? Your ass belongs to me tonight.”
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“What was that about, Jane?” Liara raised her voice. “Who you’d you piss off this time?”
“Me?,” she asked walking up to Liara and pressing her into the wall. “Liara, I have no idea who that bastard even was.” Liara relaxed as Shepard cupped her face in her hands. She sighed, her eyes running over the asari’s innocent face. “Are you all right?”
“I am now,” Liara said with a smile. Liara’s voice was hoarse and groggy, as if she’d been awake for days. Shepard kissed her, trying to ease her lover’s mind. The asari’s spark that she’d fallen for was gone. They needed to end the Shadow Broker so she could get her Liara back.
Shepard’s cock ached, still hard and throbbing in her tight suit. Liara’s blue flesh bursting out of her small dress was still fresh in her mind. Their armor clanked together as she explored the asari’s body. “Maybe we could still-”
“Goddess, no,” Liara giggled. “We don’t have time. We need to get to my contact.”
“Hold on,” Shepard said tapping her Omni-tool. “Let me call my friends.”
“No!” Liara grabbed her arm, shoving it down. “They’ll be watching for your call. We can’t risk it. Illium isn’t safe.”
Liara let go of her arm and turned around. Shepard’s eyes drifted to her rear, watching it sway as she moved. “Where are you going?,” She shouted after her. “The car is this way.”
“To get a cab. Are coming with me or are you just going to stare at my ass?”
Shepard sighed and went after her. Her fist pounded into the wall, leaving a large dent in the metal alloy.
The car ride was long and quiet. Liara drove them to a location she that she kept to herself, never taking her eyes off the windshield. Shepard’s fingers tapped impatiently on her armrest. “Shepard?,” Liara asked breaking the silence. “Back in my apartment…”
“Yes?”
“You were getting ready to tell me something.” The asari’s grip tightened around the steering wheel. “What was it?”
“Was I going to say something?,” Shepard asked, hoping Liara would drop it.
“I know you better than that. Please… tell me.”
She sighed. Lying would only destroy their already fragile relationship. “I’m pregnant.”
The car lurched forward as Liara slammed on the brakes. “You’re what?!”
Liara floored the accelerator and Shepard’s body shifted back. “Liara… the road,” she said, her hands digging into the armrest.
“Who is he?,” Liara demanded, a tear streaking down her cheek. “I’m going to kill him.”
“It’s a she, not a he. Aria T’Loak.”
“Aria? How is that even… Goddess, Shepard. Do you know how insane that woman is? What have you gotten yourself into?”
“You don’t think I know that? Do you think I wanted this? I didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.”
“You always have a choice!”
“Liara I-” The large office building ahead of them exploded, cutting her off. Shepard lurched forward again as Liara slammed on the breaks. A cloud of fire rose broke through the middle floor windows, sending glass and smoke into the courtyard below. “Please tell me your contact wasn’t in there.”
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Glass crunched under Jack’s boots. “By the Goddess,” Samara whispered. Liara’s apartment was trashed. Bullet holes filled the large window and the furniture was turned up. Someone was looking for something here.
The police were swarming over the place, an asari commando shouting orders at them. “Seal off those trace samples and get them off to the lab,” she said, tapping on her Omni-tool.
“We got multiple shots fired,” a different asari cop said to her superiors through the comms. “Yeah, the techs are going over the place now.”
A turian officer spotted them. “Central, we got an open carrier on this end. Switching to a coded relay.”
“What are you fuckers doing?,” Jack commanded.
The commander turned around and grinned at them. Something was off. The bitch seemed too happy that they had shown up. She walked across the balcony, sliding her hand on the railing and her hips swaying as she moved.
The asari cop got in her face. “Get back ma’am. This area is sealed off.”
“That will not happen,” Samara said. It was almost cute. The cops actually thought they could handle them.
“Thank you, officer. Your people are dismissed.” The commando glided down the stairway staring at them. “Someone tried to kill your friends.”
“You can’t do that!,” the cop shouted.
“Already done.” The other asari threw her arms up, grumbling as she passed her. The other officers quickly followed her. “Tela Vasir. Special Tactics and Recon.”
“I have heard this name,” Samara said.
The Spectre smiled at them. “Shepard travels with interesting companions… Justicar. I heard her status was reinstated. Good. I assume you had business with your friends this evening?”
“Actually, we’re here for the orgy. Looks like we missed it.”
“Story of my life,” Vasir sighed. “The Shadow Broker is a dangerous enemy to have.”
“Do you have any leads?,” Samara asked as she took a step forward.
“No one knows where they went,” Vasir answered. But your armor’s transmitter and IFF tags will do a lovely job of tracking them down.”
“I don’t like this,” she said. “Why wouldn’t Shepard have called us?”
“Liara would have advised her against it.” Vasir laughed. “Illium is just Omega with expensive shoes.” Vasir moved between them, placing her hands on both of their hips. “They can’t have gotten far,” she said, leading them out of the destroyed apartment. “We’ll take my car.”
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Oriana felt her blindfold tighten. “Almost there,” Amy whispered into her ear. The door slid open and Amy pushed on her back, urging her forward.
Her heart beat faster. “Alright, Amy what are you-” Her girlfriend’s lips pressed into her, Amy’s arms wrapping around her back. Then the restraints clicked around her wrists. “What the fuck?”
Amy giggled and kissed her again. If being with her for these past few weeks had taught her anything, it would be that she’d enjoy being at Amy’s mercy. “So, helpless…,” she teased. “And so fucking adorable.” Amy cleared her throat. “Now let’s get you out of those clothes.”
Oriana rubbed her thighs against each other. Amy nibbled on her earlobe, her fingers trailing down her neck and rolling over her exposed collarbone. “Miss Lawson,” Amy said sticking her finger between her breasts. “These things will keep happening if you continue to dress like this.”
She could only moan in response, feeling her wetness grow as the buttons of her blouse were slowly undone. Amy kissed her way down, moving slower as she reached her breast and her tongue flicking her skin as she slid down. Oriana’s nipple was sucked into her mouth and release with a loud pop. Amy urged her forward, leading her into the couch. “Go on,” she whispered, helping her lay down.
Something warm was under her. Amy’s hand pushed on the back of her head until her lips met it, the girl’s familiar moan escaping her lips as Oriana kissed her pussy. “Kasumi?,” she tried to say with Amy massaging her shoulders.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Amy giggled. So this was the surprise sex that was promised earlier: a threesome with her ex-girlfriend. Something wasn’t right here. Amy didn’t like to share. She was really trying to score some points if she was willing to go through with this.
The kiss on her back brought her back into the moment. Amy moved down, her tongue trailing across her spine as she moved. Kasumi’s gloved hand brushed her over the side of her neck and Oriana resumed her work. Her tongue danced around Kasumi’s folds before plunging into her depths. Her friend’s legs wrapped around her head and squeezed, holding her in place.
Amy ripped her pants and underwear off with one powerful tug. Oriana cried out into Kasumi as her girlfriend spanked her, again and again. Amy kissed her abused skin, her finger trailing between her folds. “Wet already, Ori? What am I going to do with you…”
“I have a few ideas,” Kasumi said, her knuckles brushing against her nose as she massaged her own clit.
Oriana’s body clenched around Amy’s finger, not wanting to let it go. She heard a package open behind her. A condom covered shaft pressed into her sex, taking the finger’s place. Amy thrust four inches of herself inside her. “Fuck,” Amy moaned. “How are you still this tight?”
Amy’s cock pushed farther inside her as Kasumi climaxed into her face. Oriana cleaned her friend off, Kasumi’s fingers running through her hair. Amy grabbed her sides and lifted her off her cock, holding her in the air. She was lowered, this time her ass pressing into the cock. Oriana whimpered as she slowly descended, her lover filling her up her bowels.
An orange glow peeked around the edges of her blindfold and she was entered again. Kasumi breathed slowly, pushing her dildo farther into her. The thief kissed her, silencing her moans as the two shafts pumped inside her. Oriana’s hips moved on their own, milking the two cocks inside her, almost feeling as if they could touch. Oriana was squished between her two lovers, enjoying Amy’s breasts pressing against her back and their slender waists and toned abs pushing against her. Kasumi’s gloves explored her body, not leaving an inch of her skin unteased.
Amy caressed her clit, given away by the soft touch of her skin. “Cum for me, Ori,” she whispered into her ear. Her body did as it was told. As if Amy had used a spell on her, she tightened, squeezing on the two cock as she came. Amy moaned into her shoulder, the condom swelling inside her ass. Oriana closed her eyes, lost in thought as the wave of euphoria splashed over her mind.
She blinked, slowly opening her eyes. The blindfold was gone, as well as the cuffs. Oriana glanced around the room. Kasumi was long gone and Amy sat on the other side of the couch, patiently waiting for her to wake up. “How long was I out?,” she yawned, rubbing her wrists.
“About an hour,” Amy laughed. “You came so hard you passed out.”
“Where is-”
“Gone,” Amy answered. “But not before I could get this.” She held up the key for her to see.
Oriana turned her head to where Amy was looking. “Kasumi’s liquor cabinet?”
“Indeed.” Amy picked up the wine bottle off of the table and poured two glasses. “Care for some?”
“Sure,” she answered, taking the glass from Amy. Oriana studied her. Her girlfriend stared at the cup as she drank, deep in thought. Her legs were crossed and her spent cock poked out beneath them. She still wore her blouse, unbutton just enough for her to see her bra.
“What?,” Amy asked, realizing she was being stared at.
“I can’t figure it out.” Oriana took another sip from her glass. “Something’s going on with you.” Amy gulped down half of her wine, her other hand fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt. “You know you can talk to me right?”
Amy finished her wine and refilled her glass. “I know,” she said after an uncomfortable pause.
Oriana scooted next to her and wrapped her arm around her. “I’m here for you,” she said, kissing Amy’s cheek.
“You’re not just saying that are you?” Amy turned and stared into her, tears swelling up in her eyes. “This isn’t just about sex?”
Oriana grabbed her hand. “Amy, I love you.”
Amy smiled and took another drink. She finished three more, something still on her mind. Oriana was sipping on her second. The drunk’s head rested on her shoulder. She yawned and wrapped her arms around her. “You’re going to make a good wife one day, Ori.”
Oriana dropped her empty glass, spitting wine across the room. “What did you say?,” she said, coughing wine out of her lungs. Amy snored in response.
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Kasumi laughed. “I have no idea what I was thinking. Amy has her claws deep into her mind.” She threw her arms into the air. “Oriana wasn’t even gay before I came along. That wasn’t Amy, that wasn’t her, that was me.” Kasumi sniffled, rubbing the tear out of her eye. “Every time I get close to Ori, she always has a way to make me feel like a third wheel. As I was the one in the way.”
Kasumi pounded her fist into the floor and exhaled slowly. Another tear took the place of the first. “I don’t deserve her…” She let it stream down her face. “I didn’t leave to protect her. I left to save myself. She’s happy now…”
She tugged at the ropes, watching the woman squirm in her bindings. “You’re not going anywhere, are you?,” she laughed.
“Let me go you bosh’tet!”
“Aww, Tali… you should know better than that.”
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