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Miranda's Ass	By : Dougalberry Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 42665 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Diana Allers felt great as she re-applied her lipstick in the mirror, getting ready to face the cameras. She had just scored an interview with Commander Shepard and her first officer, something that every reporter on the Alliance News Network would kill for. She had been surprised when Miranda has accepted her offer to meet to discuss a potential interview but Diana had made sure that she was very convincing. All she had had to do was eat Miranda out and let her spank her a bit. Not the worst thing she had ever done to get a story she thought as she thought as she fixed her hair, which had become messed up by Miranda as she had force Diana's face deeper into her pussy. In fact, Diana had kind of liked it rough, as she felt the warm sensation emanating from her ass. She looked back at Miranda, who was slumped back in her chair in her post-coital bliss. Diana had gone a lot further than she had intended, in fact she had almost felt compelled to pleasure Miranda in every way possible, unable to stop until Miranda was completely satisfied. Happy that she was now presentable, Diana prepared to leave Miranda's office. "I'll see you and the Commander at 8." she said as she stepped through the door, giving a cheerful wave over her shoulder. Even though she had already got the story of her career, Diana was sure that she might need to "convince" Miranda to give her a follow up interview at a later

date. Diana rubbed her thighs together at this thought, feeling her warm juices as the ran down her legs, below the painted on white a black dress which she favored as part of her "journalistic integrity".
Miranda smiled as she hear the swoosh of the door closing. She had fully intended to force Diana to pleasure her before giving her an interview but Diana had been down between her legs before she could open her mouth. Clearly the little slut hadn't reached the level she was at through pure talent alone, Miranda thought. Miranda had to admit that Diana had amazing technique and she was sure that this had not been her first time with another woman.
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Miranda rested her head on the top of Shepard's breasts as she gazed at the vid screen. They had paused their sex session to allow them to watch Sheppard's interview. The interview began with a short introduction, something which Miranda had insisted upon and had exercised a great degree of creative control over. The voice over gave a brief overview of Sheppard's history. It was nothing elaborate: war hero, first human Spectre, saved the Citadel from the Geth, you would have to be living on an uncharted world to not already know this. The monologue was accompanied by shots of Sheppard and Miranda on the Normandy's CIC, walking down corridors discussing tactics etc. In each shot, Miranda made sure that her back was to the camera in such a way that her arse would always be the focal point which would catch the viewers gaze. The screen faded out as announcer finished and went to Sheppard sitting in a simple chair with a spotlight upon her.
"So Commander Sheppard" Diana began. "Your actions during the Geth attack on the Citadel saved the council and led to the introduction of a Human on the Council. How does it feel to have saved the Galaxy and helped elevate humanity's position with it?" Diana liked to start with some soft questions to help put her interviewees at ease. "Actually Diana, the Galaxy is far from saved." Sheppard turned away from Diana to gaze directly into the camera. "The Reapers are coming" Sheppard continued. "They want to exterminate all life in this galaxy and they will succeed unless everyone of us joins forces to stop them. Off camera, Diana could be heard to stammer slightly, shocked by the directness of Sheppard's answer. "Thanks for the warning, Commander" Diana eventually managed as she tried to regain some control over her interview. "Perhaps you could give our viewers some advice as to how they may prevent that from happening." Sheppard turned back to Diana and smiled. "Certainly Ms. Allers".
The rest of the interview continued as everyone had expected but Sheppard's every word stuck firmly in the mind of every viewer, both human and non-human alike due to the suggestive state the shots of Miranda's ass had left them in. Every single person who watched the interview was filled with a strong belief of the existence of the Reapers and the danger the posed, wanting nothing more than to combat their threat. Miranda's ass had just saved the galaxy.
Miranda let out a gentle sigh. Her cool breath caused Sheppard's nipple to harden and Miranda began to trace a circle around it with her index finger. Miranda had tried as hard as she could to maintain Shepard's original personality, despite the slight tinkering she had made to ensure that Sheppard's desires matched her own. She had made some major changes, as there had been some additions to their life that she had felt that the "old Shepard" would have been unable to accept, but tried to make it so the Shepard was still in control of her own actions.
Jack, on the other hand, had not been so fortunate. The once powerful biotic had been broken, not by Cerberus or by the Reapers but by the person she hated most in the galaxy - Miranda and her succulent ass. Miranda's hypnosis had left Jack permanently mentally crippled. Miranda was sure that she could fix it, but only if she ever wanted to. Miranda had been unable to decide whether she wanted to keep Jack as a pet dog or a baby and so Jack's mental state was somewhere in between. She lay curled up in a dog bed at the end of Miranda and Shepard's bed. She had decorated it with scattered pairs of Miranda's used thongs and panties. One such thong was now snugly over Jack's head, her eyes peering through the leg holes and the section which would have been over Miranda's ass over her nose. Miranda had last worn that pair during a work out session in the Normandy's gym and so the odor was particularly pungent. Jack didn't seem to care as the scent of Miranda's sweaty ass was one of the great joys in her life. She had a massive grin on her face as she took massive breath, which would almost certainly cause her to hyperventilate after a while, and frantically diddled her soaking cunt.
Jack didn't wear clothes any more. Just a collar with her new name "Bitch" decorated on it in diamonds, it had been a thoughtful gift to Miranda from Shepard, and a dog tail butt plug fitted snuggly up her ass. The plug served a dual purpose in that, in Jack's current mental state, she was only capable of eating and drinking from the bowls placed in front of her and allowing anyone who wished to to use her body for their own sexual pleasure. Miranda had not seen toilet training as a priority, in fact she found in amusing to take Jack for walks along the Presidium and watching her relieve herself in front of the Krogan and Relay Monument. No-one seemed to mind, but this was primarily due to the fact that everyone merely saw a drop dead gorgeous human walking her small yipping dog. Some people even saw fit to come over and stroke Jack's back and face, which, from Miranda's point of view, looked hilarious seeing the once proud Jack bark excitedly as people stroked her shaven head. Miranda smiled at the thought that Jack finally new her place.
The rest of the crew were not much different, apart from the fact that Tali know swore uncontrollably and Samara needed constant ass fuckings from Miranda in order to maintain her usual composure. Upon spotting Kasumi raiding her substantial drawer of sex toys, Miranda had left her with a strong desire to stick anything she stole up her ass. This had led to a spate of thefts through out the Normandy of phallic shaped objects, which seemed to be increasing in size over time.
Miranda felt a sudden thought of regret in her mind that maybe her new found powers were corrupting her but she quickly put this aside. After all, she had used her power to help fight the Reapers, which was probably exactly what the Protheans had intended the artifact to be used for. If people were aware what she had done they would called her a hero she thought as she drifted of the sleep in Shepard's arms.
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