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The Rachni Queen	By : Hyperion Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 49571 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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To everyone's tremendous relief, the release of Okeer's krogan had gone off without a hitch, defined in this case as "no one was brutally murdered". Thankfully, the krogan super-soldier was far more mellow than his brothers back on Korlus, not that that stopped him from leaving fist-shaped impressions in the walls of the cargo hold just to test out his incredible new strength. Grunt, as the krogan preferred to be called, mostly kept to himself, only surfacing from his quarters when it was time to eat. Unbeknownst to him, EDI's electronic eye followed his every step, her systems configured to strike with devastating force if they sensed anything amiss. But for the most part, Grunt toed the line, and it was enough for Rose that Jack knew Grunt was around, and knew what he was capable of if she presented a threat.

While Shepard and Miranda considered the situation under (admittedly tenuous) control, Engineer Gabriella Daniels begged to differ. Gabby wasn't thrilled at the prospect of having to spend long hours working down on the engineering deck sandwiched between a mass-murdering biotic and an unstoppable super-krogan. She believed in what Cerberus was doing, and the vids of the Collectors on Freedom's Progress had certainly consolidated her resolve --- but poor job security took on an entirely different meaning in the situation she was currently stuck in. Leveraging Jack against Grunt to create the threat of mutually assured destruction was all well and good, but she didn't intend to wind up as collateral damage in the process. Kenneth Donnelly's corny jokes didn't help either; if anything, her co-engineer's banter only served to aggravate her further.

She came to crave the quiet solitude of her personal quarters --- there wasn't a window anywhere around and the bed was harder than she'd have liked, but at least it was a safe space, with a lock on the door and an alarm that would go off if anyone tried to break in. Sleep afforded her some solace from the stress and tension of the waking world.

Unfortunately, the lock on the door only stopped things from coming in through the door.

The ventilation system ran the length of the ship, with openings in every room meant for occupation. And once the rachni hiding in the vents was ready for another round of breeding, it began pacing through the chamber, its keen senses sniffing out ovulation. And the first ovulating female it detected was Gabby Daniels. As the engineer slept, the vent space in her room creaked open, allowing the arachnid alien to creep out.

Unseen and unheard, it mounted the bed, clicking its mandibles as its multiple eyes ran up and down the body of the sleeping engineer’s body. The scent of a fertile female was ripe in the air, awakening the urge to propagate the species. But the fate in store for Gabby was different from the path the rachni had set Commander Shepard down. The experiment on Korlus had gone well, with the three krogan exposed to rachni DNA successfully impregnating Jedore. If the process worked on males, it stood to reason that it should work for females too.

Ever so carefully, a thin tendril from the rachni’s maw began to slither out, reaching across and under the fabric of the bedsheets, slipping between her nightclothes and bare flesh. Gabby shifted in her sleep as she felt the cool alien organ slide against her thigh, but she didn’t wake up. Awaiting the all-clear, and aiding Gabby’s return to sleep with some helpful pheromones, the rachni maneuvered its tendril underneath the lacy pink panties that Engineer Daniels wore to bed, moving the tube into position, just brushing against her outer lips.

“Mmmmmm……”

Even asleep, Gabby's body felt the twinge of lust from the nerves in her labia, and the rachni compensated with a more concentrated doze of pheromones. Sensing time was of the essence, the tendril slipped between Gabby's thighs, burrowing deeper and deeper into her womanhood, until it had to squirm past her cervix. Gabby squirmed as well, her breathing growing heavier as her back arched slightly in her sleep.

Once it was securely positioned inside her womb, the tendril began the business of making it hospitable for rachni breeding. A thin stream of vapor was sprayed over the walls and lining of the womb, containing innert rachni DNA designed to come alive upon the entry of new biological matter, be it a penis or an egg. Everywhere the vapor felt, the womb's nerve clusters sent jolts of pleasurable lightning to Gabby's brain, stimulating her further.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..................."

With every spray, Gabby was pushed closer toward her release, and no amount of pheromones would help with that. With time running out, the creature sprayed harder, seeking to do as thorough a job as possible. But the harder it sprayed, the closer she came---

"Naaaaahhhhhh.........."

Her body began to shake uncontrollably, caught in the throes of sexual release, and the creature could see in her brain that there were only seconds left before she woke up--

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH --- OH, FUCKKKKKK!"

Gabby sprang awake, sitting upright, before collapsing back down with a shout as the last stages of the orgasm wracked her body and pulled her down under. When her breathing had settled down, she switched on the bedside light and looked around the room. There was no one there. The remnants of the orgasm stained her thighs and sheets. "Talk about your wet dreams," she muttered, falling back down and switching off the light.

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The morning after her run-in with the rachni marked the first time Gabby came face-to-face with Jack. Sleep had been fitful and inconsistent since that noctural encounter, and so she'd woken up early to get started on her day. The showers were deserted at 5 in the morning; no one on the ship was going to wake up for at least another hour. Under the cool waters, Gabby could feel her tensions start to slip away.

"Scoot over," a voice behind her said.

Gabby immediately shifted to the side, looking over her shoulder to see who'd spoken, and instantly regretting doing so. She'd never caught more than a glimpse of the sub-deck's inhabitant, but no one else on the ship could possibly be covered in that many tattoos.

Her gaze did not go unnoticed. "Seems like you're staring at me, bitch."

"N-no!," Gabby stammered, averting her eyes immediately. "Sorry."

Jack smirked, scoffing slightly under her breath. "Yeah, didn't think so."

Gabby stood under the shower in silence, tentatively soaping herself while the other woman ignored her, whistling calmly as she lathered herself with her own bar of soap. From the corner of her eye, she carefully studied those hypnotic tattoos. Nothing was recognizable ---- strange patterns that didn't seem to mean anything, random numbers, bizarre shapes. Her gaze drifted lower, and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a cock --- Jack's cock.

Even flaccid, it was bigger than any normal cock Gabby had ever seen, swinging between Jack's thighs like a weapon she prized. The convict gripped it tight, soaping it lovingly and holding it out for the water to cleanse, before slipping the bar of soap between her legs to lather up two heavy balls. Against any normal instinct, Gabby's mouth began to water, as the things resting inside her womb indicated to her brain that they were very interested in what lay before them.

Jack whipped around so suddenly she was a blur, slamming a stunned Gabby against the shower stalls' wall. At this proximity, the engineer could feel the tip of Jack's cock brush against her leg, and she whimpered desperately as she imagined how good it would feel to fit that monster inside her, to feel it filling her up completely, just before it pumped hot seed into her aching pussy---

"You need to be told twice?" Jack snarled, bringing Gabby out of her fantasy and back to the dangerous reality she was currently a part of. "I don't like being stared at, bitch. You like staring at my cock?" She hoisted up in one hand, making sure Gabby could see the thick, pulsing veins that lined it. "You want a piece of this?" And it was at that moment that Gabby realized she didn't want a piece of Jack's cock.

She wanted every last inch of it.

"Y-yes?"

It was Jack's turn to be stunned, but the convict reacted quicker than Gabby did. "Just so I'm clear, run that by me again."

"Fuck me," Gabby replied, her breath quivering as she shook with excitement. "I want you to fuck me --- oh God, I need you to fuck me till I can't think straight!"

Jack's grin was widening with every word. In her experience, pussy was best when it was taken by force, but she wasn't going to pass it up when it so willingly presented itself to her. Gripping the base of her shaft with one hand, she placed the swollen tip of her cock against Gabby's belly, eliciting another desperate whimper from the engineer. "Take a good hard look at what I'm packing, Cerberus slut. Forget thinking straight, you might not walk straight for months."

"Please," Gabby begged, her voice trembling as her pussy grew moist. "I need it."

"Well, you did say 'please'....."

With a flip of her wrist, Jack's biotics pushed Gabby further up the wall, taking her feet off the ground and spreading them as wide as they would go. Suspended in the air, Gabby panicked and caught hold of Jack's shoulders for support she didn't need. Jack's own hands gripped Gabby's waist tight, holding her steady as her cock brushed against the engineer's pussy lips.

"You better be ready for this," Jack whispered. And before Gabby could even think of a response, she rammed in.

Gabriella cried out in pain and pleasure as the thick, unyielding organ plowed its way inside her, spreading her tight pussy open further than she'd ever thought possible. Trembling as she felt it slide in further and further, another cry escaped her lips as Jack pushed past her cervix, lodging the throbbing head of her cock firmly inside Gabby's womb.

"Not bad," Jack admitted, impressed that Gabby had taken nearly the entire rod inside herself. "Nice and tight, too. Most don't make it this far without crying for their mommies...."

She gave a slight thrust forward, and Gabby began spasming uncontrollably, her eyes rolling back as an orgasm tore through her. Her lips babbled incoherently and Jack smirked with satisfaction; retracting her cock out several inches as Gabby began to come down from her lust-high, and then hammering back in to trigger another uncontrollable orgasm. For the next ten straight minutes, reality for Gabby was a place in the skies where the only thing she could feel were the orgasms wracking her body and soul, a new one erupting seemingly every time Jack plunged into her.

For Jack's part, she actually had a begrudging respect for the kind of punishment Gabby's body seemed able to take. The look of wild ecstasy on her latest cocksleeve's face was something she'd seen many times before, but it was usually forced out of her bitches, the rapegasms designed to make them hate themselves as they were violated. Jack was surprised to find she didn't mind pleasuring someone consensually ---- just as long as she didn't make a habit out it, she thought to herself. All the bitches in Purgatory were usually already used up by the time they got there, but Gabby was fresh and tight, something Jack hadn't felt in a while, and the experience, along with the rachni DNA she'd exposed her cock to, were beginning to really get her off....

Still babbling, Gabby had to be slapped back to reality as Jack neared her peak. "Where do you want it, face or tits?"

"Inside me!" Gabby begged. "P-please, come inside me!"

It was as if Christmas had come early for Jack. Not only had this slut walked up to her and begged to be fucked, not only did she have a sweet, tight little pussy that felt incredible wrapped around her cock, but she actually wanted to be filled up. Harder and harder, she hammered Gabby's once-tight pussy, and the constant orgasms made for a pleasant massage along her length, coaxing a precious load free of her balls---

"Here it comes!" Jack yelled, her head tilted back in triumphant lust as she erupted inside Gabby's cunt, firing cum like a firehose straight into that unprotected womb. Gabby's last and most amazing orgasm made her tremble in place, her hips bucking every time she felt the cock throb inside her, filling her with its copious load. Inside her womb, the huge volume of sperm found eggs waiting to be fertilized --- eggs altered by rachni DNA.

Watching from the vent, the rachni felt a dim pleasure as it smelled the scent of its larval kind mingled between the smell of the mating humans. One host bred, and another now a carrier of rachni DNA, capable of breeding anyone she fucked.

Spent, Jack pulled out of Gabby, creating a sound like an unplugged drain. As Gabby slumped to the floor, a small fountain of excess cum began to gush out of her pussy, pooling around her and mixing with the water from the shower.

"Such a waste," Jack drawled, "be a good little whore and clean up your mess."

Gabriella obediently dropped to her hands and knees, bending low as she began lapping up the puddle of cum. It had a sickly sweet smell, but a juicy metallic tinge to it. She tried to slurp up the thick, long strands of seed dripping from her chin, until she felt Jack's hand on her back, pressing her further down onto the floor, the semen quickly smearing across her neck and breasts. She felt a warm glow behind her as a tiny biotic field pushed the cheeks of her ass apart, and a shudder of excitement as Jack began guiding her once-again erect member toward Gabby's backdoor.

"Yeeaaaah," Jack sighed in content as her tip began to bulldoze its way inside Gabby's ass. "Good little whore."

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Seventeen hours later, Jack was just about ready to hit the sack. In the interval between the Normandy's investigations of colonies hit by the Collectors, she mostly spent her time trolling the Galaxy of Fantasy extranet forums. She'd been put on a permanent ban list after taunting a moderator about how she'd like to get a piece of his sister's ass, but working for Cerberus had its advantages: she'd been able to use their credits to purchase an elaborate VI program that altered her extranet protocol address every time she was banned. This time around, she'd driven a few asari users to tears with jeers and faked photos describing how the recently deceased religious leader Matriarch Syleta, beloved across the Athena Nebula, was probably a whore who'd spent her maiden centuries as a cumbucket on Omega. She'd have to boot up the VI in the morning to get past this latest ban.

Just before she closed her eyes, the sound of tentative footsteps reached her ears. She pulled herself up and found Gabby standing before her, left hand on right wrist, eyes studying the floor as shameful desire shone from her face.

"I was just--- I mean, could I---"

Jack grinned and unzipped her pants in a flurry of movement. The engineer's eyes were transfixed with awe as the convict stroked her fearsome cock, bringing it to full attention just for her benefit.

"Babe, you can come down here anytime you want."
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