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BBC Heaven	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 96916 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Stepping into the medbay, Liara immediately turned and locked the door behind her. From her desk, Dr. Michel looked up at the panting, sweating asari in concern. "Is everything alright, Liara?" she asked.

Pausing to catch her breath, Liara turned and gave Dr. Michel her best attempt at a casual smile. "It's nothing, doctor. Just... eager to come here and help you find some answers."

"Well, I appreciate that, but there was no need to run here so quickly," Dr. Michel said, obviously mistaking Liara's gasping breaths from her interrupted fuck session with Traynor as exhaustion. Standing up, she walked over to the cabinets opposite her desk and retrieved a large sample container. "But since you are so eager, we should probably get started right away. First off, I'm going to need a sample." Turning, she handed the plastic jar to Liara with a smile. "Go ahead and fill this jar if you would."

Liara gave Dr. Michel a confused look. "You mean... right here? In the medbay?"

This made the human doctor laugh. "Come now, Liara. How long have we served together? You know that my interest here is purely scientific. You should have no reason to feel embarrassed about doing this right here. I have some medications that might aid you if you feel you won't be able to... perform. Made for humans, of course, but I imagine they would have the same effects on you."

Liara's eyes went wide and she quickly shook her head. It had taken four climaxes the last time to finally satisfy her painful erection. The thought of what some human virility drug might do to her already insatiable cock was too horrifying to consider.

"It's not that I don't trust your... professionalism, doctor. I'm just not sure I'd be able to do such acts with someone else around," Liara explained. "I would much prefer to do this in the privacy of my own office if it's all the same."

For a moment, there was a look on Dr. Michel's face. Liara thought it almost looked like she was disappointed. But her smile quickly returned. "Well, if you think that's best. Just bring the sample back to me once we're finished, and we can continue."

"Thank you, doct..." Liara started to say. And then her eyes caught something out of the medbay windows, and her breath caught in her throat.

Most of the crew were on duty right now, so there were only three male marines hanging around in the mess hall. But behind them, standing out of their eyeline but in full view of the medbay windows, was Traynor. She had redonned the long coat that had covered her naked body before, but the bottom folds were parted open. Giving Liara an unobstructed view of Traynor's fingers working feverishly around her clit and pussy, Traynor eyeing Liara through the thick glass as she wantonly played with herself.

I can't go out there, Liara thought to herself. Can't run the risk of falling prey to the horrible urges this cursed thing is causing in me. Even now, Liara found herself unable to stop watching Traynor, her mind returning to the split second before she had buried herself inside the horny human. The thought of it made her cock press painfully against the fabric of her pants, and she was certain that if Traynor approached her again as she had in the life support room, Liara would be unable to resist the urge to fuck her.

"What is it?" Dr. Michel said. Seeing the look in Liara's eye, she started to turn in the direction of the medbay windows. "Is there something out there that..."

"No!" Liara quickly said, speaking loudly to draw Dr. Michel's attention back to her. She didn't want Dr. Michel to see what had happened to Traynor. What Liara had done to her, that was. After they had gotten a chance to study the semen created by her cock, then Liara would confess to the effect it had had on Traynor, and she and Dr. Michel could decide what to do from there.

"You... you were right, doctor," Liara said, speaking rapidly to keep Dr. Michel's attention focused on her. "There's no reason why I have to go to my office to do this." Grasping at straws, Liara offered, "Perhaps we could open up the old AI core and I could... handle this in private."

But Dr. Michel shook her head. "I'm afraid not. Shepard has ordered that door permanently sealed after the Normandy came back. I guess as a memorial to EDI." Dr. Michel glanced over at the locked door to the medbay. "But if you really want some privacy, I suppose I could go out to the mess hall and..."

"It's okay, doctor," Liara quickly interrupted her. If Dr. Michel unlocked that door, there was a chance that Traynor could find her way inside. And that was a chance Liara couldn't afford to take. "Just... turn your head if you would. Considering my experience with this damnable thing so far, I don't imagine it will take long for me to produce an appropriate amount of... sample for you."

"Naturally, Liara. Oh, almost forgot!" Dr. Michel started to turn again. "Definitely want to close the privacy shades."

"Wait, don't..." Liara started to call out again, taking hold of Dr. Michel's shoulder to keep her from turning around. Looking out the window, however, she saw no sign of Specialist Traynor. Just the three marines at the mess hall table, laughing and joking amongst themselves.

Dr. Michel gave Liara a queer look. "Are you quite certain you're alright, Liara? Honestly, under these unusual circumstances, I would not blame you for feeling a bit overwhelmed."

"I'm... I'm fine, doctor," Liara lied. "Just put the shades down so we can get this done with."

"If I may, Liara," Dr. Michel said, walking over to her cabinets again and pulling out a small jar of pills. "Perhaps you should take two of these."

Liara frowned. "I told you, doctor. I'm perfectly capable of giving you the sample without any drugs."

"It's not that, Liara. It's just a light sedative, nothing more," Dr. Michel said. "Something to take care of the agitation you're feeling in your current state."

"Doctor, I assure you that I don't need any..."

"Liara, please. I insist," Dr. Michel interrupted Liara, opening up the pill bottle and taking Liara by the wrist to deposit two of the small white pills into her palm. "It's perfectly safe, and it will make you feel a whole lot better. Trust me."

As much as she hated being treated in this coddling way, Liara had to admit that the doctor had a point. And maybe the sedatives would help control the vulgar desires that had filled her mind ever since she had come into contact with the Prothean device. Working up a mouthful of spit, Liara put the pills into her mouth and swallowed them down.

"Very good," Dr. Michel said. "Now, I'll get the shades and you can get to work on that sample."

As Dr. Michel walked over to her desk and bent down to tap buttons on a nearby control panel, Liara caught herself staring at the woman's ass. Goddess, will this never end? she thought to herself, even as she found herself continuing to stare at Dr.'s Michel's backside, the cock in her pants pulsing with blood and straining against the fabric of her loose sweatpants. If this keeps up, I'm going to have to lock myself in my office for the rest of the journey to the Citadel.

Once the shades were down, and she and Dr. Michel were in relative privacy, Liara turned her back to the human doctor and slowly pulled out her cock. A gasp of relief escaped her lungs as the throbbing organ was freed from the restrictive confines of her pants. She stroked it slowly, the bulbous head aimed at the large sample jar as she reluctantly pleasured herself.

As she worked her fingers up and down the veiny length, Liara tried her best to keep her mind blank. Any number of vulgar fantasies threatened to invade her mind, but she would not let them. This is for science, she told herself. You are not permitted to enjoy this. You will do what needs to be done and, Goddess willing, you will never again spill a single drop of seed from this damned thing.

But as the seconds turned to minutes, Liara found herself coming no closer to a climax. She glanced over her shoulder to see Dr. Michel at her desk, attention focused away from Liara and onto her computer terminal. Staring back down at her cock, Liara tried to mentally will it to begin spewing that seed that had so intoxicated Specialist Traynor.

But that thought just brought back to the image of Traynor, legs spread on the life support room's table, begging for Liara to fuck her. Liara gasped as a drop of pre-cum formed on the tip of her cock, the vulgar image of Traynor sending a pleasurable buzz through her body.

You are not doing this, Liara mentally chastised herself, while at the same time realizing that emotionless, mechanical stroking of her cock wasn't going to be enough to get her off. In her mind, she allowed herself to begin indulging in fantasies, but replaced Traynor with someone else. One of those glamorous actresses from the vids now moaned and stroked herself, begging for Liara's cock. In her fantasy, Liara surrendered herself to the mindless lust that had been overwhelming her thoughts, imagining herself forcing her cock into the woman's wet cunt and thrusting it deep inside of her. Her hand was moving faster on her cock now, the pre-cum lubricating her prick while at the same time filling the medbay with the vulgar sound of Liara beating on her slick, glistening prick. Liara glanced over her shoulder again, hand still stroking her cock, but if Dr. Michel heard the sound of her furious masturbating, she did not acknowledge it.

Fuck me, Liara, said the actress inside her head. In her mind, Liara looked down at the image of her thick cock splitting open the sweating, panting human woman's pussy. Its veiny length was now coated in the woman's juices, and slid easily in and out as Liara fucked her. As she felt her climax approaching, the fantasy in her mind started to change, and Liara let out something between a gasp of surprise and a moan of pleasure as she looked back up at the woman's face.

That it's, Liara, Ashley said, the mental image of her face smiling as her tits bounced with each of Liara's thrusts into her. Fuck me with that big blue cock. Fuck me like Shepard fucks me. That's what you really want, isn't it? It isn't just that you can't have Shepard. That isn't what really makes you upset when you see us together. It's that he gets to have me... instead of you. But in here... you can have me whenever you want. So fuck me, Liara. Stick your cock inside me and fill me with your cum.

"Unnnnh," Liara let out a loud moan, as her cock jerked and started spraying semen into the sample jar. In her mind, she was spilling her massive load inside of Ash's wet pussy, Ash crying out in ecstasy as Liara's cum filled her insides and spilled out of her cunt to drip down her thighs. Before she knew it, the sample jar was filled nearly to the brim with her cum.

As her orgasm abated, she began to feel ashamed. Picturing Ash like that... Liara had no right to reduce her friend and comrade to such a vulgar, cock-hungry whore in her mind. Even if... even if...

"Ah, you are finished?" Dr. Michel said from behind Liara. The shock of her voice, inches away from behind Liara, made Liara jump in surprise and nearly drop the jar full of cum on the floor.

"Yes, doctor," Liara said after she caught her breath, turning around and taking a step back to put some distance between her and the strangely-close human doctor. "Please, be careful with this. I worry that it may have... unexpected effects if you inhale it or come into any contact with it."

Dr. Michel nodded, taking the jar from Liara and keeping it far away from her face. "Naturally, doctor. I will go make sure it's stored properly. In the meantime, why don't you take a look at the information on my terminal? Some preliminary results from my initial physical examination of yourself and Samara after you were first... afflicted."

"Yes. That could prove to be useful to our further research," Liara said. She let out a strained grunt as she forced her still-erect cock back down into her pants, before turning away from the doctor and leaning down to look at the information on Dr. Michel's terminal.

As the doctor had said when she had first woken up, the Prothean device had somehow completely altered her and Samara's biology. The x-ray scans and other test information showed a completely new, and completely male, reproductive system functioning inside of her body. Liara wasn't a medical doctor, to be sure. But even with modern advances in medicine, she didn't have a clue of either how such a thing was possible, or how it could even be reversed without months of surgery and horrific side-effects.

The thought that she might be stuck with this cock, and the carnal urges that seemed to come part and parcel with it, filled her with no small amount of horror.

Looking away from the terrifying reports, Liara turned around to see Dr. Michel working at one of the medbay lab tables. Her eye caught the sample jar that she had just filled next to the doctor. Now almost completely empty. "Doctor?" Liara asked. "The sample I just gave you, where is..."

"Oh, Liara," Dr. Michel said, turning around and wiping her face with the back of her hand. "I... put your sample into the isopycnic centrifuge. Hopefully we can determine more about your genetic modifications after we run a few tests on it."

There was something strange about Dr. Michel just then. A look in her eyes that Liara hadn't seen when she had first walked in. "You didn't come into contact with it at all, did you, doctor?" Liara tentatively asked. "Smell it or... anything else?"

Dr. Michel quickly shook her head. "No, I did just as you said. I made sure not to expose myself to it any more than necessary when I put it into the centrifuge."

"It's in the centrifuge?" Liara said, glancing around Dr. Michel to stare at the device. "You do know that the centrifuge isn't turned on, yes?"

Dr. Michel responded with a shrug. "Oh, you know these things. Takes a while for it to get warmed up."

"Well, let me know when you have some results," Liara said. Something about Dr. Michel was starting to make Liara uneasy for some reason. And with Traynor gone, Liara was ready to make the dash to her office and keep it locked for the rest of their voyage. "I should be heading back to..."

"Wait just a moment, Liara," Dr. Michel said. "While you are here, it might be wise for me to do another physical examination while you're conscious. See if there have been any further changes since the last time you were here. So why don't you disrobe for me and we can do some further examinations."

Liara shifted uneasily. "If it's all the same, doctor... maybe we can put this off until after you've finished the test on my semen."

"Nonsense, Liara," Dr. Michel said, grabbing a scanning device from a nearby table and walking over to Liara. "It's important that we gather as much information as possible before we return to the Citadel and Huerta Memorial. It will make the jobs of the doctors there that much easier, don't you think?" She smiled at Liara. "Please. In the interest of science?"

Letting out a weary sigh, Liara finally nodded. "I suppose you are correct, doctor," she said, as she pulled her shirt over her head. "But let's try to make it quick, shall we? I have other things I would like to look into."

"Naturally," Dr. Michel said. As Liara reached back to unhook her bra, Dr. Michel stared down at her breasts. "Liara, is it just me? Or have you grown... larger?"

Liara followed the doctor's gaze down to her breasts, and was surprised to notice that Dr. Michel was correct. Her breasts seemed to have slightly grown, her once well-fitting bra now straining slightly against the increased mass of her bust. Liara had been so focused on the cock throbbing underneath her pants, she hadn't even noticed the tightness in her chest until Dr. Michel had mentioned it.

"Strange," Liara said, as she unhooked her bra and bared her larger breasts. "An unintended side effect of the Prothean device, I imagine?"

"Let me take a closer look," Dr. Michel said, putting aside the scanner she had earlier retrieved and reaching a hand down to cup the underside of one of Liara's breasts. As the doctor experimentally lifted up on Liara's tit, Liara's breath caught in her throat.

"Doctor, it's..." Liara said, the feeling of Dr. Michel's fingers on her breast like a light electric shock coursing across the surface of her skin. "Please..."

Dr. Michel nodded clinically. "Hmm, there appears to be an increase in sensitivity in addition to the change in size," she said, watching as Liara's nipple started to stiffen with Dr. Michel's touch. "And how does this feel, Liara?" the doctor said, as she moved her thumb up to begin lightly pressing against the nub of Liara's breast. "Do you feel it when I touch you here?"

"Yes," Liara said, her voice breathy and strained at the feel of the doctor's hand lightly stroking her breast and nipple. She found herself feeling disappointed when Dr. Michel's hand left her breast, but that disappointment was soon replaced with alarm as she saw what the doctor intended to do next. "Doctor... Chloe, wait," she gasped.

"It's alright, Liara," Dr. Michel said, as she sunk down to her knees and began pulling down Liara's pants. "I promise to be nothing but professional."

Before Liara could protest further, Dr. Michel had drawn her pants down to her ankles, and her stiff cock bobbed lewdly in front of the doctor's face. "Now, let's take another look at this thing, shall we?" Dr. Michel said, reaching up to grip the base of Liara's cock. "I must confess... it really is quite remarkable," she said, seeming to be speaking more to herself than to Liara. "Putting aside everything, and just looking at it as a piece of anatomy... it's almost beautiful, in a way."

"Doctor, what are you..." Liara started to say, before cutting herself off with a gasp as she felt Dr. Michel's fingers gripping her balls.

"Utterly amazing," Dr. Michel muttered, as she fingered Liara's scrotum almost absent-mindedly. "I will have to ask the staff at Huerta Memorial if they will allow me to join them in their studies," she said, as her other hand slowly ran up the length of Liara's prick. "I can only imagine what we could find if we..."

Dr. Michel went silent then, as her upward stroke on Liara's cock had caused one last drop of cum from Liara's previous jerk-off session to emerge from the tip of Liara's cock. The human doctor seemed almost hypnotized by the white bubble of fluid, as it glistened and clung to the head of Liara's rigid prick.

"Doctor?" Liara asked, trying her best not to sound too alarmed as she stared down at the enraptured Dr. Michel. "What are you..."

Just at that moment, the drop of cum spilled off Liara's cock and started falling down. And almost by instinct, Dr. Michel darted her head forward, opened her mouth wide, and let the white fluid splash against her tongue.

"Oh, no," Liara said, as she looked back at the empty sample jar and realized where it all had gone.

"I'm sorry, Liara," Dr. Michel said, a bashful smile on her face as she swallowed the last drop of cum. "I couldn't help myself."

And then she opened her mouth wide, and took as much of Liara's cock down her throat as she could.

* * *

For a moment, as disgusted as it made her feel, Miranda considered the insane possibility.

As she rode the lift down to Deck 4, she made herself consider, just for a moment, that Jack might truly be sincere for once in her life. That she did have feelings for Oriana, and wasn't just trying to screw with Miranda's mind.

You always said that Ori was the most important thing to you, Miranda thought to herself. That above all else, her happiness was all that mattered. And if Jack truly makes her happy... then who are you to stand in her way?

And in that brief moment, Miranda pictured herself walking into the cargo bay where Jack was currently squatting, sitting her down, and telling her most hated enemy that she wouldn't interfere. That Ori's life was her own, and that if she wanted to try to share that life with Jack, that Miranda wouldn't stand in her way. While at the same time making clear that, if Jack ended up doing anything to hurt Oriana, that Miranda would make sure she lived to regret it.

It was the magnanimous thing to do. The sort of thing she really should be doing to support her sister. Logically, Miranda knew that it was the best course of action for her to take, both for Oriana's sake and for Jack's as well.

And even in that brief moment of consideration, the very thought of it made Miranda want to vomit.

She couldn't do it. Couldn't sit back and let Jack play with Oriana like this. The mere idea that Jack could be sincere in her affections for Miranda's sister seemed somewhere between ludicrous and utterly insane. Miranda was firmly set on her course: to end this vulgar prank of Jack's, once and for all.

And as the lift door opened onto Deck 4, and Miranda stepped out, what she heard then made her all the more resolute that she had made the right decision.

Even through the closed door of the starboard cargo bay, Miranda could hear the moans and screams. Jack's voice, along with several others that Miranda didn't recognize right away, mixed together in a vulgar cacophony.

Not even a few hours after Oriana said goodbye, Miranda thought to herself, frowning as she strode over to the cargo bay door, and Jack's already "entertaining" herself with other guests. The vulgar little bitch.

Miranda felt rage filling her, as her fears about the sick prank Jack was playing on Ori were completely confirmed. Part of her considered just walking away at that point. Going back to Oriana and telling her about what was happening down in the lower decks. But Miranda knew that, in Oriana's current love-struck state, she would never trust Miranda's word that Jack was screwing around on her. Miranda needed proof. Hard proof that Jack was just toying with Ori.

And right now, Miranda thought, a devious smile creeping onto her face, you have the perfect opportunity to get that proof.

Stepping carefully up to the cargo bay, the sounds of passionate sex ringing in her ears, Miranda was unsurprised to find that the door was locked. But that mattered little for Miranda Lawson, who had not only been there when this ship had been first built by Cerberus, but who also currently had administrative access to the Normandy's systems as acting commander. Using her omni-tool to interface with the security systems, Miranda was able to quickly unlock the door. With a mild tweak to the triggering mechanism, Miranda caused the door to open at one-quarter speed. At that slow rate, neither Jack nor any of the other participants in the twisted orgy going on in there would be able to hear the door as it softly slid open.

Nonetheless, Miranda waited for a moment after the door finally finished opening up. Listening to see if anyone had noticed. But when there was no interruption to the loud sounds of lovemaking coming from inside the cargo bay, Miranda took a cautious step through the door. And when she saw what was happening inside, she put a hand to her mouth to hold back the shocked gasp that had threatened to expose her presence.

At the far end of the cargo bay, sitting on the end of the cot that Jack slept on, was not Jack, but Samara. Completely naked, and with her legs spread wide to put her newest piece of anatomy on display.

And between her legs, two women knelt, each of them using their mouths and tongues on Samara's cock. Neither of them had so much as a single tattoo on their bodies, and it took a second for Miranda to recognize them: Gabby Daniels and the new engineering ensign, Victoria Burnham. Both of them just as naked as Samara, and each with one hand planted between their legs and stroking themselves, their other hands lovingly fondling Samara's balls while they licked her cock.

Every instinct told Miranda to turn around and leave. That she had stepped into something that was way more than she bargained for. But from her current angle, Miranda couldn't see Jack, and could only hear her vulgar moans as she screwed her unknown partner. And Miranda had every intention of getting solid evidence of Jack's philandering. Cautiously, Miranda lowered herself down to the deck, using a stack of crates as cover as she slowly crawled further into the cargo bay.

Once she was completely through the door, crouched down and out of sight, Miranda finally caught a glimpse of Jack. Down on her hands and knees on the floor, almost the same way that Miranda currently was, only with Ken Donnelly behind her, fucking her doggy-style.

Slowly, doing her best not to make any noise, Miranda activated her omni-tool and aimed it around the stack of crates at Jack. "Fuck, yes," Jack gasped, her moans being recorded by Miranda's omni-tool along with the wet slapping of Ken's hips against her ass. "I fucking love getting fucked like this. Give it to me, Ken. Fuck me like a dirty fucking slut!"

Ken didn't respond, but his face was contorted in a vulgar mask of unrestrained lust as he drove his cock in and out of Jack's cunt. Meanwhile, Ken's girlfriend Gabby had a faceful of Samara's balls, coating the massive orbs with her saliva while Victoria stood up and straddled Samara. Her back to the serene justicar, Victoria lowered herself down on Samara's thick blue cock, letting out a giddy squeal as her pussy slowly stretched open to accommodate Samara's girth. Soon Victoria was riding Samara's cock with a grin, the justicar's slim blue arms reaching around to play with Victoria's bouncing tits as the human woman eagerly fucked herself on Samara's cock. All while Gabby continued lovingly kissing and sucking on Samara's nutsack.

Miranda watched it all in disbelief. Nothing that Jack did could possibly surprise Miranda at this point, but Ken and Gabby? Joining in on such a vulgar orgy with such obvious enthusiasm seemed somewhat in character for Ken, but definitely not for his girlfriend. And didn't the young ensign Burnham have a husband?

"Oh my God," Victoria moaned, her thoughts probably not on her husband at home as she rode Samara's prick. "Give me your cum. I want your cum so bad. It feels so fucking good!"

Shutting down her omni-tool, the incriminating video of Jack stored away, Miranda told herself that she needed to leave. But she found herself watching the ongoing orgy in sick fascination. By this point, Samara's cock has erupted inside of Victoria, and the young ensign moaned in ecstasy at the feeling of Samara's warm cum filling her insides. As Samara's cock continued to spew, cum began overflowing out of Victoria's cunt and spilling down Samara's prick. Eagerly, Gabby began lapping up the sticky mess, making low hungry sounds as she pushed her face into Samara's groin and licked up as much of the cum as she could.

At the sight of this, Jack pulled away from Ken's thrusting cock and crawled over to Gabby. Miranda watched with mild disgust as Jack grabbed Gabby by the sides of her head and began feverishly licking her, trying to catch any drops of Samara's cum that had gotten onto her face or escaped from her mouth. Once that was done, Jack opened her mouth wide, and Gabby pursed her lips to drip a thick glob of semen mixed with spit into Jack's open mouth. Miranda fought the urge to retch as the two women soon began snowballing the sticky mess back and forth between them. After several times between the two of them, cum and spit were soon dripping down their faces onto their tits, all while Gabby reached between Jack's legs and began stroking her cunt.

This wasn't just sex Miranda was watching, she realized. This was the dirtiest, most vulgar display of fucking Miranda had ever witnessed. And yet she couldn't make herself look away, as Victoria lifted herself up off of Samara's cock and strutted over to Ken, getting down on her hands and knees in the same spot where Jack had been.

As Ken switched partners from Jack to Victoria without hesitation, Samara stood up from the cot to allow Gabby to lie on her back and spread her legs. With Gabby in position, Samara got between the engineer's thighs, aimed her still-erect cock at Gabby's twat, and thrust herself in balls-deep. All while Jack lowered her pussy down onto Gabby's face for the horny woman to start happily licking.

And as Jack squealed and rubbed her pussy into Gabby's face, she looked across the room... and locked eyes with Miranda poking her head around the crates. As Miranda gasped, Jack gave her a wink and reached up one of her tattooed hands to beckon Miranda over with a finger.

Quickly, all thoughts of subtlety gone, Miranda scrambled to her feet and bolted for the door. She could hear her heart pounding and her heels clicking rapidly on the deck as she made a dash for the lift. Just as her hand reached for the call button, she suddenly found herself unable to move.

"Enjoy the show, cheerleader?" she heard Jack behind her. Miranda struggled against the biotic bonds that held her in place, but even after years of practice she couldn't hope to contend against Jack's raw power. She felt herself being lifted in the air and spun around, turning back to face the starboard cargo bay. And Jack, strutting out of the cargo bay, naked and coated with sweat and the glistening remnants of her snowballing with Gabby dripping down her chest.

"Let me go, you sick bitch!" Miranda cried out.

Jack arched an eyebrow. "Sick? I wasn't the one playing peeping tom back there, cheerleader. So how about you answer the question? Did you like what you say? Considering how long you were hanging out behind those crates like a dirty little pyjak, I think you must have enjoyed it at least a little. Maybe enough that you were tempted to join in?"

"You're fucking disgusting," Miranda spat out. "And I don't give a damn what you do and who you do it with... but you had better stay the hell away from my sister!"

Jack paused for a moment. "Yeah, sweet little Ori," she said softly. "Thought maybe we had something there, but turned out she was using me for a good lay," her expression turned sad for one moment, but then she shrugged. "Oh, well, her loss. Turns out there's somebody else on this ship who's a lot more fun in the sack." She looked at the struggling Miranda and giggled. "Maybe you should give her a try, cheerleader. A little BBC might just help you lighten up a little." Reaching down, Jack wiped up the glistening trail of spit and cum on her tits as she started walking towards Miranda. "Just a fair warning, though. Just one taste of it... just isn't going to be enough for ya."

And with that, Jack licked up the sticky mess clinging to her fingers, before stepping right up to Miranda, grabbing her by the back of the neck, and giving her an open-mouthed kiss.

Miranda was so shocked by the sudden action, she didn't even realize it was happening until Jack's tongue, sticky with cum, was plumbing the depths of Miranda's throat. Before she could think to bite down on the unwelcome oral intruder, Jack had pulled away, laughing as she dispelled the biotic field around Miranda and let her drop to the floor. Landing on her hands and knees, coughing and spluttering, Miranda struggled to breathe. She could taste the remnants of Jack and Gabby's snowball slithering their way down her throat and felt the urge to vomit.

"That... that's it!" Miranda stammered angrily as she stood up. "When Shepard gets back, I'm going to tell him that I want you off this ship, now! Not at the Citadel, not at the nearest starport... right fucking now!"

"Sure, princess, sure," Jack said with a cocky grin. "We'll see if you feel the same way a few minutes from now. But just remember one thing: first taste is free. The next one... it's gonna cost ya."

And before Miranda could respond, Jack was turning away and walking back to the cargo bay, an eager expression on her face as she rejoined the orgy in progress and the door slid shut behind her.

* * *

"Chloe... please don't..."

But just as it had been with Traynor, Dr. Michel was too focusing on sucking the massive cock in front of her to pay attention to Liara's protests. Now that she had dropped all pretenses of "scientific curiosity," Dr. Michel feverishly bobbed her head on Liara's prick, while her fingers gripped and fondled the swollen pair of blue balls dangling between Liara's legs.

"Oh, Liara, I know it's wrong," Dr. Michel said, pausing to take a breath while she continued to stroke Liara's prick. "But after I got a taste of Samara's... I needed more."

"So..." Liara said, staring down at the horny human doctor. "Samara did come by to give you a sample."

"Oh, yes," Dr. Michel said, pausing to run her tongue along the underside of Liara's cock. "And it was sooooo good. Yours was, too. So good that I just couldn't resist drinking it all. And now that you've been properly medicated, you'll be able to give me so much more."

Liara felt a chill run through her at Dr. Michel's words. "Properly... those pills you gave me. They weren't a sedative, were they?"

Dr. Michel shook her head. "Concentrated dose of sildenafil. Commonly used to..." she paused for a moment to lap up pre-cum dripping from Liara's prick, "...to treat erectile dysfunction. Can't say for certain what effect it will have on you, but if I were to guess, I'd say your erection is going to last for about... an hour or two. Maybe more."

Liara felt light-headed. This cock had been enough of a distraction under normal circumstances. The first time, it had taken four climaxes - between jerking off and Traynor swallowing three of her loads - before her erection had finally subsided. Now, under the influence of Dr. Michel's drugs... how much longer was she going to be feeling these urges?

And honestly, how could she possibly be expected to resist them? If she were to surrender to them... to indulge in every last one of the filthy impulses that were filling her mind... who could really blame her?

It was a weak attempt at justification, Liara knew. But right at that moment, she found she just didn't care anymore. As she watched Dr. Michel sucking her cock, the last shreds of her restraint fell away. Liara wanted to feel disgusted at herself, but right then... she couldn't keep the smile off her face.

Dr. Michel let out a gasp, as the cock in her mouth was suddenly yanked away. "Stand up," Liara said, her normally pleasant voice suddenly cold and stern. Dr. Michel tried to move forward on her knees, to get back to sucking on Liara's prick, but Liara suddenly reached down and slapped her on the face. "You want more of this cock? Then stand... up."

Reluctantly, Dr. Michel rose up to her feet. "Good girl," Liara said, before spinning herself around behind the doctor, putting a hand on her back, and shoving Dr. Michel down against the surface of her desk. With the human doctor now bent over, Liara slowly sank down to her knees, her eyes now locked on Dr. Michel's ass without a hint of shame she had felt earlier. Dr. Michel let out a gasp as she felt Liara suddenly yank down her pants, taking her sodden panties along with them and leaving her bare-assed in the middle of the medbay.

"Look at how wet you are, doctor," Liara said breathily, reaching up to run her fingers against the folds of Chloe's pussy. Something about the way Chloe moaned as Liara's fingers stroked against her slit made Liara's cock throb in anticipation.

All in good time, Liara thought as she rubbed at Chloe's clit, the human woman seeming barely able to stand as Liara expertly manipulated her most private regions.

Another voice in her mind, deeper and slightly mocking. She's under your influence so completely, Little Wing. Do you think she can even think straight enough to wonder how an innocent young maiden like you got so good at pleasuring human women? Or is she too lost in her own desires to care?

Liara suspected the latter was true. Part of her wanted to stand up and finally bury herself inside of Chloe, but she was still having fun teasing the poor human a bit. "Tell me, doctor," she said, reaching up with both of her hands now to stroke and grab at Chloe's bare ass. "Tell me how much you want me. How much you want my cock inside you."

"Oh, Liara, I..." Chloe started, and then let out a gasp as Liara's fingers on her pussy were replaced by her tongue. "Oh, merde! I want you, Liara!" Chloe started to babble, as Liara expertly ate out her twat. "I want your big, beautiful, blue cock inside me so bad! Please, Liara. Please fuck me!"

Pulling her face away from Chloe's slit, her face glistening with pussy juices, Liara chuckled. "Who could have ever guessed, doctor? That deep down inside, the Normandy's cheerful, dignified ship's medic was really a horny little slut."

"Oh, yes," Chloe moaned, as Liara's tongue went back to teasing at the folds of her pussy. "I'm your slut, Liara. I'm your dirty, nasty slut. I'll be whatever you want me to be, just please. Please fuck me with that cock."

Goddess, the sound of Chloe begging for it almost made Liara start spraying cum right then and there. She knew she should feel guilty about this. That like Traynor, Chloe was under the influence of her and Samara's cum and wasn't in her right mind.

But that was the old Liara. The Liara that had died just a few minutes ago. And the Liara that had risen in her place only cared about one thing: relieving the undeniable need building between her legs.

After a few more minutes of bringing Chloe to the brink of climax with her tongue, Liara finally decided that the time for teasing was over. "Are you ready, slut?" Liara said, as she stood up and took hold of her cock at the base. "Ready to take every last inch of me?"

"Oui, oui," Chloe moaned. "Baise moi. Baise moi. Tu me rends folle. Je veux ta bite bandante. Baise moi, s'il te plait!"

Liara wasn't sure if Chloe's translator was on the fritz or what, but the tone of her voice made her intent quite clear. For a moment, she rubbed the head of her cock against the wetness of Chloe's pussy, before slowly starting to ease it inside her.

And it was amazing. As good as Chloe and Traynor's mouths had been, the feel of Chloe's inner walls sliding along the length of her prick was something else entirely. Chloe began to let out choking gasps as Liara worked inch after inch of her massive cock deeper into her, her body being stretched open in a way that no man had ever managed before. By the time that Liara's cock was fully buried inside of her, Chloe was almost incoherent, the pleasure of Liara's cock stretching and pressing against every one of her most sensitive areas driving her crazy with lust.

"Baise moi... baise moi!" Chloe repeated again, before whatever had affected her translator before corrected herself, and the translated words were sent to Liara's ears. "Fuck me!"

And Liara had every intention of granting her wish. Slowly, she pulled out her cock, now glistening with Chloe's pussy juices, before thrusting it back into her again. The force of her thrust caused the various items on Chloe's desk to shake and fall over, which they did again when Liara slowly withdrew and thrust into Chloe again. She repeated the action again, and again, increasing the pace slightly with each new penetration, until soon she was fucking Chloe in earnest.

"Goddess, it's so good," Liara gasped, getting a firm grip on Chloe's hips as she pounded her pussy. "Fucking you feels so good, doctor." Throwing her head back, Liara let out a shuddering moan, as she spoke the words that had been in her mind from the second she had buried her cock inside of its first cunt. "I can't believe I ever wanted to get rid of this thing! That Prothean device didn't corrupt me! It made me evolve! Made me become what I was meant to be! They truly were the greatest beings that ever lived!" Looking back down at Chloe, bent over and impaled on her prick, Liara delivered a hard slap to Chloe's ass. "Did you hear me, Chloe? Thank the Protheans. Thank them for giving me this big blue cock."

"Thank you!" Chloe moaned, books and datapads tumbling off her desk as Liara's thrusts rocked her back and forth. "Thank you for giving Liara this wonderful cock! Thank you...aah!" Chloe squealed as Liara slapped her ass again. "Thank you!" Slap. "Thank you!" Slap.

And just then, one of the last books still on Chloe's desk fell over, landing just right to hit a button on the nearby control panel. Chloe's eyes went wide, as she watched the privacy shades start to rise. "Oh, non! Liara, the shades!"

Liara watched as the windows were opened, and the three marines sitting in the mess hall turned with wide eyes to see what was happening in the medbay: Dr. Michel bent over with her pants down, and Liara T'Soni naked with her newly-grown cock buried deep in the medic's twat.

For a moment, nobody moved. The marines simply stared in shock, and Chloe stared right back. The first person to act was Liara, who began slowly pulling her cock almost out of Chloe's pussy... before slamming it right back in.

"Liara, what are you doing?" Chloe said, some of her rational mind returning to her in the moment of surprise. "Stop it! Or at least close up the blinds!"

"Mmm... don't think so," Liara said with a wicked grin, as she pulled out and thrust into Chloe again. "Weren't you saying earlier how you were my slut? My dirty, nasty slut? Well, here's your chance to prove it. Let those guys out there see how much you love it when I fuck you like a slut."

Chloe gasped, her eyes panicked as she stared back at Liara. "Liara, you can't.... oohhhhhh!" she let out a moan as Liara's cock slid out of her and then was buried balls-deep once again. "Please, I just..."

"'Please'?" Liara repeated incredulously. "You say 'please' to me now? I said 'please' too, remember? When I asked you to stop sucking my cock like a dirty little whore, I said 'please.' But you wouldn't take 'no' for an answer, so now here we are: with my cock buried in your wet little slut hole. You wanted me to fuck you so bad? Well, now you got what you wanted," Liara snapped at her. "So how about we show them all, doctor?"

Grabbing Chloe by the back of her shirt, Liara raised her partway up from the desk, with her cock still buried in Chloe's twat. In this position, the doctor's chest was on full display for the men outside, so they had an unobstructed view of when Liara reached around and yanked open Chloe's uniform shirt, exposing her white bra underneath. Chloe let out a gasp as Liara then tugged down her bra as well, showing her bare tits through the window out into the mess hall.

"That's better, isn't it?" Liara hissed into Chloe's ear, as she began fucking Chloe's pussy in earnest again. "Now you really look the part, don't you, doctor? Do you still want me to stop? Want me to stop fucking your wet little slut hole?"

"I... I... noooo," Chloe said, her rationality once again consumed by the overwhelming lust caused by Samara and Liara's cum. "Keep fucking me, Liara. I don't care who sees. I don't care if the whole ship sees it, as long as you just keep fucking me." Chloe moaned and cooed as Liara's cock pummeled her pussy, her now-bared tits bouncing with each rough thrust into her twat.

Liara grinned at the three marines outside, the men sitting awkwardly and watching the show going on in the medbay, uncertain about what they should do. Finally, one of the marines made his decision: after a furtive glance at his two buddies, he reached down, unfastened his pants, and pulled out his cock. As his two buddies watched in surprise, the man started openly beating his meat as he watched Liara fuck Dr. Michel from behind.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Liara saw one of the other marines speak up. The protesting marine turned to the third man, only to realize in surprise that he had followed the example of their other comrade, pulling out his own cock and stroking it as he watched the hot action taking place in the medbay. Liara waited for the dissenter among the group to either join in or walk off, but instead he simply sat helplessly, his two comrades jerking themselves off on the other side of the table from him.

"My, my," Liara remarked, speaking casually even as she continued fucking Chloe for the benefit of their new fans. "From the looks of it, those men haven't had some good shore leave for quite a while, have they?" she asked as she winked at the two horny, jerking marines and delivered another hard slap to Chloe's reddened backside.

"Cumming... I'm cumming," Chloe moaned, no longer seeming in the least concerned about her semi-public humiliation. "Oh, merde, je jouis! Je jouis, je jouis!"

Biting her bottom lip, Liara thrust once more into Chloe's pussy, and felt her cock jerk and start spraying her load inside of the moaning, babbling doctor. "Goddess, yes," she gasped, as another mind-blowing climax rocked her entire body, leaving her weak in the knees but still standing and buried balls-deep in Chloe's wet cunt.

After several seconds of indescribable ecstasy, Liara felt her climax abate. Her cock, however, was just as painfully erect as before when she pulled it out of Chloe's gaping twat, her cum dribbling out of the twitching hole and down Chloe's inner thighs.

Gasping for breath, Chloe struggled to find the words to express how she felt about what had just happened. Liara was hardly surprised when the first coherent word to come out of the panting, sweating doctor's mouth was "More. More."

"You want more, doctor?" Liara said tauntingly. "You want me to fuck you again?"

Remaining in her bent-over position on the desk, Chloe frantically nodded her head. "Oui, oui, Liara. Fuck me again. I need more."

"You selfish little slut," Liara snarled. Leaning down next to Chloe, she pointed a finger out at the two marines with their cocks in their hands. "So damn greedy for my cock, while you leave those poor men out there unsatisfied." Grabbing Chloe by the hair, Liara yanked her up straight. "You want me to fuck you again? First you have to go take care of those fellows for me." Liara paused, then glanced at the third, uncomfortable-looking man and added, "All three of them."

Even after all this, Liara expected for a moment for Chloe to balk, to refuse to do something so shamelessly slutty. But Chloe immediately nodded, starting to walk out of the medbay door before realizing her pants were still pooled around her ankles. Rather than pull them back up, Chloe didn't even waste the time and simply stepped out of the crumpled garments before unlocking the door and striding out of the medbay. Completely bottomless and with her tits out, she gave the two masturbating men a seductive smile as she knelt down between the two of them and took one of their cocks in each of her hands.

"Hey, this is getting weird, guys," the third man said, standing up from his seat and starting to edge his way out of the mess hall. "Think I'm going to go pay a visit to my bunk if you don't mind..."

"No, no, please," Chloe said, quickly rising to her feet and intercepting the man. "Liara told me to make sure all three of you have a good time. So stay. Have a good time with us."

"Dr. Michel, I don't know what's going on here," the protesting marine said. "But I know that you're not like this. Something's going on here with you and... and that thing the Protheans put between Dr. T'Soni's legs. And until we figure out what, I don't think we should be..."

"Shh," Chloe said, pressing a finger to the marine's lips. "Stop worrying so much, private. As the Normandy's ship medic, I can assure you that everything is totally, completely, absolutely fine," she moved in close, her face less than an inch from his. "And I'm a doctor. I know what I'm talking about."

Before the marine could respond, Chloe closed the distance and planted a hungry, open-mouthed kiss on his lips. The marine seemed shocked, but made no attempt to move away as Chloe grabbed the back of his head and pressed her nearly-naked body against his.

By the time Chloe pulled away, the expression on the marine's face had changed. All of the doubt in his eyes had fled, replaced with a narrowed, hungry glare. A wide-mouthed grin crept onto his face, and Chloe let out a happy squeal as she was once again roughly bent over, this time across the mess hall table. Within seconds, the last marine to join the fun had pulled out his cock and was fucking Chloe from behind, while the other two men moved into position on the other side of the table. One of them within reach of Chloe's right hand, and the other with his cock right in the Normandy doctor's face. Know what was expected of her, Chloe quickly got to work, sucking on one prick while jerking another.

Sitting in Chloe's medbay chair, Liara watched the gangbang with a light smile, casually stroking her cock as she enjoyed the show. She barely even noticed the sound of the medbay door opening, until the new visitor cleared her throat. "Am I late for the party?"

Turning in her chair, Liara's grin widened as she watched Traynor shut the medbay door behind her before casting off her long coat. "Late... but always welcome, Sam," Liara said, as the naked, dark-skinned human casually strolled over, positioned herself over Liara's erect cock, and let out a moan as she lowered herself down onto its scaly blue length.

As Traynor bounced on Liara's cock, and the three marines moved around the table to trade spots and fuck new holes, Liara looked out the window at the once-reluctant marine, now having his cock sucked by Chloe. Despite her recent acceptance of her new condition, and lack of desire to change anything about it, Liara's scientific curiosity had gotten the best of her. Something about the way the marine's attitude had changed after just one kiss from Chloe had Liara starting to form a hypothesis.

And looking past the bouncing, moaning Traynor at the Normandy's medical cabinet, Liara was already formulating a way to test that hypothesis. And the thought of it was enough to start her cumming inside of Traynor's dripping wet cunt.

* * *

Oriana wasn't sure how long she had waited in their work area, leaning her head on her desk and quietly sobbing, before the door had opened again, and Miranda had returned. "Well, how was it?" Oriana asked spitefully, her eyes red from crying as she glared at her sister. "Did you have fun ruining my life, Miranda?"

For a moment, Miranda just stared at Oriana, with the oddest look on her face. "I... I'm sorry, Ori. What were you asking?" she finally said.

"Ruining my life, Miranda," Oriana repeated. "Did you enjoy telling off Jack? I hope it was worth sticking your nose into my love life just for a chance to get one over in this petty little feud you have going on with Jack."

"Jack..." Miranda said, saying the name as if she'd never heard it before in her life. "Right. I was going to see Jack. I..." she stared into space for so long, Oriana wondered for a moment if Jack had given her sister an amateur lobotomy or something. "Jack was... she was sick. She didn't want to see me."

"Really?" Oriana asked. "I'm surprised you took 'no' for an answer. So, what? You're going to wait until she feels better before you forbid her from ever seeing me again?"

Another long pause from Miranda. "It's... forget about it, Ori. It's not important. We'll talk about it later."

Now Oriana was starting to get a little worried. "You alright, Randa? Did something happen down there?"

"No!" Miranda quickly responded. A little too quickly, and a little too emphatically. "I mean... everything's fine, Ori. I just... I think I might be coming with something. Might need to go lie down for a bit."

"You, too?" Oriana asked. Her previous anger over Miranda's meddling was momentarily forgotten in the wake of her sister's strange behavior. "You didn't catch whatever Jack has, did you?"

Miranda shook her head. "No, like I said. I didn't see Jack. Look, why don't you work on your own for a while? Finish up those agricultural reports or something. I think I... I need to lie down for a while."

"Uh, sure thing," Oriana said, not wanting to tell Miranda that she had finished those reports hours ago. "Maybe you should see Dr. Michel if you're feeling that bad. Can't remember the last time I've ever seen you sick, Randa. Maybe it's something serious."

"No, I'm sure it's nothing," Miranda said. "I'll be fine. I just need to rest for a bit. Just need to rest for a bit," she said again, her voice strangely distant as she wandered back through their work area door.

"Well... see you later, I guess," Oriana said to the closing door. Meanwhile, she made a mental note to find an opportunity to sneak down to Deck 4 again to have a chat with Jack.

Because whatever had happened down there, had left Miranda looking more shaken than Oriana had ever seen her sister since... ever.
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