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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'm tired of your tabloid journalism and disingenuous assertions." Shepard punched Khalisah al-Jilani across the face. The reporter tumbled back and fell onto the floor.
She wiped the blood from her mouth. "You bitch, I'll make sure everyone in the alliance sees that."
"I don't think so. I'm going to keep this footage for myself." Shepard's biotics held Kahlisah down. She grabbed the camera and aimed it at the reporter. "Smile for the camera Miss Jilani." Shepard undid her pants and let them fall. Her throbbing erection bounced, free of its restraints.
"W- what are you doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson in humility." Shepard grabbed the reporter's dress and ripped it off at the waist. She tore her underwear off as well and threw it aside.
"You can't do this to me. I am the lead reporter for Westerlund News."
"You were." Shepard was past the point of no return. She forced herself into the reporter, a little harder than she had planned. She continued to ram the journalist. "How's that for breaking news?" Khalisah's makeup began to smear as tears ran down her face and she began sobbing. Shepard wiped them off. "Shh, there's no need for that, it will get much easier."
Shepard turned her over, this time entering her from behind. The reporter grunted with each push of Shepard's massive length. "You'll learn to love my cock inside you." Shepard pushed farther into the reporters ass. She thrust in and withdrew, all while smacking Khalisah's cheeks. She shoved all the way into her and came. Shepard withdrew, smiling as she brushed her red hair back behind her ear. "Soon, you will beg me for my seed. Come on, I'll show you to your new quarters." Shepard picked her up and flung her over her shoulder, smacking her exposed ass. She thrashed and kicked, but Shepard held on to her.
Khalisah had given up by the time they reached the crew quarters. Inside the cargo hold, Jentha was furiously masturbating. She lay on top of her bed, drooling, the vibrator half-way sticking out of her ass. Her hands were groping her own breasts. When she saw Shepard, she sat up. "Mistress has returned!"
"Jesus... how much of that stuff did Kelly give you?"
"Has mistress brought me a new toy?" Jentha licked her lips as she eyed Khalisah. Shepard set the reporter on the bed beside the ex-mercenary. Jentha pulled the top of Khalisah's dress over her head and removed the remnants of her clothing. The reporter's weak arms tried hold off her assailant, but to no avail. Jentha ran her tongue over Khalisah's breasts and sucked on her nipple. She grinded her hips against her leg, drenching her with her already wet cunt.
Shepard became hard again after watching the display. She positioned herself behind the two of the them, prodding Jentha with her cock. It slipped right into her juicy cunt, sliding all the way to the hilt. Jentha arched back and moaned at the intrusion. Shepard pushed her back down on top of Khalisah, their breast and nipples rubbing against each other. Jentha kissed the reporter, pushing her tongue inside her mouth.
The commander grabbed Jentha's slim waist. She pulled almost all the way out of her and slammed back down. Shepard withdrew from the mercenary and put her now lubricated cock into the reporter. It went in much easier this time. As she fucked Khalisah, Jentha grinder her clit into her. The mercenary moaned as she came from the stimulation.
Shepard felt close to her end as well. She put two more pumps into Khalisah and returned to fucking Jentha. She came the second her cock reached her cervix, shooting cum directly into her womb. Jentha breasts lactated and shot milk all over the reporter. After what seemed like minutes, everyone stopped shooting their various liquids over each other and fell into a heap, fast asleep.
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It was morning when Shepard woke up. "Where am I?" she groaned as she sat up. "Oh, yeah. Cargo hold."
"Good morning, mistress." Jentha was already awake and hard at work. She grinded her cunt onto Khalisah's face.
Shepard redressed and patted Jentha on the back. "Keep up the good work." She made a beeline towards the mess hall. "Coffee. Glorious coffee." Shepard looked at the clock. 0915. Miranda would be pissed if she didn't get to her soon.
"You're late" the Cerberus officer said as Shepard walked into her office.
"Good morning to you too." Shepard looked behind Miranda. Kelly and Kasumi laying side by side under the covers of Miranda's bed. Kasumi had her arm around Kelly as the yeoman nuzzled her breasts in her sleep. "Rough evening?"
"That's one way to put it. Those two kept me up all night." Miranda tried to keep what remained of her dignity. She still had Kasumi's lipstick on the side of her neck, just under her ear. "I'm worried about you, Shepard. I mean, really commander, two women? We are going to run out of room in the cargo hold before long."
"Hey, relax sugar-tits. Besides, those dumb bitches were asking for it."
"Sugar-tits?! You're a pig."
"Wait did you just say you were worried about me? Aw, you do care."
Miranda blushed. "I don't not."
"You're blushing! You do like me don't you?."
"Stop it Jane. Please..." She looked down at the floor.
Shepard walked closer and whispered into her ear. "Do you want me to stop?"
"N- no..."
Shepard put her hand under Miranda's chin and kissed her. Miranda's arms reached behind her commander's back and pulled her closer, pressing their bodies together. Her hands slid down the small of her back and rested on top of her ass. Shepard brought her own hands onto Miranda's waist.
"Couch or the desk?"
Miranda laughed an talked between kisses. "After. We've got- a lot- to do- Shepard." She dropped down onto her knees and began to work on Shepard's belt.
"I don't even know why I bother putting these back on."
Miranda reached into Shepard's pants and pulled out her cock. She grabbed the base and moved her hand up and down. Her tongue licked around the tip. Miranda moved her head down onto the cock, sucking the top few inches. Her head bobbed up and down and she jerked Shepard off.
Shepard ran her fingers through Miranda's long, black hair. Miranda swallowed all of Shepard's cum. When she was done, she stood up and wiped off her mouth. Shepard looked over at the bed. "Come on. Let them sleep."
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Angry. Jack was always angry. The cold began to leave her as she woke up. Her cryo chamber hissed as it rose up to the deck. Three heavy mechs stood between her and the door. She roared as she burst from her metal bindings. Jack used a biotic punch on the first mech. They all three exploded, the fire combined with the biotic aftershock. She kept running. A second punch blew open the blast door that kept her confined in the cell.
Alarms sounded on the ship. Someone had opened all the cell doors. I didn't matter who. She would kill them all if she had to. She ran down the narrow corridor. Who ever was here would have their own ship. It was going to be her ship before long. If they got into her way, she'd kill them.
"Life support on decks three, seven, and nine disabled. No survivors."
She didn't feel sorry for any of them. They were all animals and monsters. Monsters who deserved to be here and the guards who kept her locked up.
"Kill all the prisoners! Except Jack! Jack's lockdown, lockdown!" They were hunting her.
She ran out into the prison yard. The fire containment systems struggled to keep up with the damage to the ship. Gangs of prisoners rallied against the guards using improvised weapons and whatever else they could get their hands on. She fought them all. They were fools to get in her way. She punched, kicked, and threw anyone who stood between her and the door.
"Life support on decks five, eight, and twelve disabled. No survivors."
She ran into the next hallway. Two Blue Sun mercs waited for her at the end. "Stop", one of them commanded. She slammed them both into the sides of the hallway, killing them instantly. She looked through the window at the ship in the hanger bay and saw the sign.
"Cerberus."
She screamed, waving her arms in anger. A bullet zipped past her head and struck a third mercenary she hadn't seen. The soldier who had fired holstered her pistol, showing she meant know harm. Jack knew better than that. A whorish-looking Cerberus officer and turian mercenary stood on either side of the red-haired soldier. "What the hell do you want?"
"I just saved your ass."
"He was already dead. He just didn't know it. Now, what the hell do you want?"
"My name is Shepard. I'm here to get you off this ship."
"I'm not going anywhere with you. You're with Cerberus."
"I'm working with Cerberus, not for Cerberus."
"You show up in a Cerberus frigate to take me away somewhere. Do you think I'm stupid?"
"This ship is going down in flames. I've got the only way out. I'm offering to take you with me. And you're arguing."
"We could just knock her out and take her", said the Cerberus cheerleader-whore.
"Look, you want me to come with you, make it worth my while."
"Tell me what you're thinking."
"I bet your ship has lots of Cerberus databases. I want to look at those files. See what Cerberus has got on me."
"I'll give you full access."
"Shepard, you're not authorized to do that!"
"Oh, it upsets the cheerleader. Even better. You better be straight up with me." She turned around and walked toward the door. "So why the hell are we still standing here?"
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