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Disclaimer: Mass Effect is not mine and it is not my creation or my property. This is done purely for entertainment purposes and not for profit.
This story contains extreme violence, excessive profanity and very graphic sexual content, all of it interspecies erotica. If that's not your cup of tea, turn back now. Also this contains spoilers for Mass Effect 3 so if you if don't like spoilers then don't read.
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Want to say sorry for the delay and thanks to all the fans that have been checking back faithfully. I'm splitting this into three parts. Just to make it clear, all three parts are taking place in one day. Part 3 should be out soon and lots of questions will be answered. Very proud of part 3, I think it's the best chapter since Chapter 3.
I've also been getting some comments about Miranda's sterility. I know Miranda is sterile but in this fic she isn't. I really like the Miranda/Wreav pairing and want her to get pregnant. Besides I have plans for those two in the future.
Justifiable Homicide
Chapter 8
Nothing is what it seems:
Part 2
By
DarkLaraJade
"Who built this place?", Nova's voice echoed throughout the room.
"We don't know Commander Shepard. All of this was here when we were arrived. ", Raina said.
The Khahan's quarters were far nicer than she expected. In the foyer, a red metal ceiling which she could only describe as a cathedral ceiling due to its height loomed over her head. Patterns of ebony jagged spikes were clustered together to form a sequence of squares every few feet against the Red Alloy ceiling. Large circular lamps hung from the ceiling to light to room although they weren't needed this time of day.
The bright afternoon sun cascaded through circular windows with black metal panes. They encircled the entire foyer and easily measured from top to bottom her entire height from head to toe. Outside the window opposite the sun, Nova could see two twin moons in the sky that were still oddly visible during the day as they sat above the metropolis in the distance.
Red leather and black couches furnished the foyer while a black insignia of the Urdnot Clan was once again brandished on the red metal floor. There was a black table that seemed to be made of some kind of stone based upon how it glistened against the light. It sat between the couches and was just as bare as the other tables scattered throughout the foyer.
There were no pictures or keepsakes anywhere despite the fact that black and dark gunmetal colored shelves had been installed. The shelves were just as bare as the tables which were not surprising to her. It was not in Krogan nature to possess sentimentality. In the corner of the vast foyer was the carcass of some animal Wrex had undoubtedly killed which was not surprising to her given his Krogan nature.
Its bones had been polished and the ivory skeleton reminded her of cross between a bear and moose. It had the antlers of a moose, the teeth and claws of a bear and it dwarfed her in size. She immediately hated the grotesque thing and was going to have to find a way to get rid of it.
Nova looked over at Raina and Miriah and she could slightly see through their tight beige dress in the sunlight. Nova stared at their nipples and their hip hugging panties before asking, "How many rooms are in this place?"
"Six, everything is separate. A foyer, a kitchen, a dining room, a bed room, a bathroom, and a slave's quarters. Miriah and I share a room.", Raina said.
Mirah turned to Raina and said, "Don't forget Raina. The Khahan has ordered renovations be made."
Nova quirked an eyebrow, "Renovations?"
Miriah nodded, "Yes. About a month ago, the Khahan began making plans for more rooms to be built in light of the young ones that will be born."
"In here?", Nova asked.
"Well yes Commander Shepard. But not just here, everywhere! I don't know many rooms he's building but I know the entire Urdnot Clan is housed here. This whole place is like one big den for them. All the elevators in the foyer lead to apartments and on the lowest level is the slave girls' wing. We strictly serve the Khahan so we live up here but the slave girls on the lower levels clean the Redoubt and work the brothel. And now all the Redoubts are being expanded to house entire families rather than single soldiers.", Mirah said.
Nova rolled eyes, she should have figured there was a whorehouse around here somewhere. But more importantly, how had Wrex made plans when they just arrived? "Wait wait wait, we just arrived here. How did he make plans?"
"The Khahan sent communications to begin making plans a month ago. So we started doing so while he was traveling here."
So Wrex came to get her on Earth a month ago and the whole time he was making plans behind her back to turn her into a housewife. Typical.
"So he did tell you about my pregnancy. Who else did he tell?"
"I don't know Commander Shepard. But I gather only the higher ups know. Now please Commander Shepard, your doctor's appointment. We need to get you properly dressed. The Khahan will blame us if we're delayed any further. Raina and I will take you to the bedroom now.", Miriah said as she waved her hand toward the bedroom door.

In the lower levels in the slave girls' wing of the Urdnot Redoubt, attractive slave girls in beige chiffon dresses and plunging necklines were packed together. The space was tight but not unlivable.
They were given to the Urdnot Redoubt for upkeep by the Batarians and human males save for select medical personal were not allowed on New Tuchanka. As human female slaves, most of them had served as sex slaves so the treatment they had suffered before living with the Krogan had been far worse. Their rooms were simple and always with two, three or even four to a room.
Some rooms had bunk beds so everyone had their own bed and their bedding and pillow were made of simple cotton. Slave girls short and tall talked quietly and braided each other's hair. Some slept despite the daylight hour because they worked the night shift in the small brothel on the other side of the Urdnot Redoubt on the lower levels.
Erica was one of those slave girls. If she had her choosing she wouldn't be a sex worker, but then again it wasn't her choice.
However she was thankful the Krogans let you keep your tips and didn't make you slave away in the Redoubt by day and fuck all night in the brothel. You either did one of the other which allowed proper rest.
She was thankful for the division of labor since she had barely survived the last master she worked for that made her do both. As a sex slave, Erica was made permanently sterile by the previous brothel that owned her. Usually they would give them sterility shots every year in case they needed to be fertile at some point. Some rich men that wanted to own sex slaves had weird pregnancy fetishes. But the Salarian who owned her didn't want to deal with the extra expense.
So here she was barren and fucking Krogan for a living but at least they kept her warm and well fed without loosening her teeth. With the tips she saved she hoped to buy her freedom one day. She ran her dainty pale fingers through her wavy brunette hair and was heading to the foreman's office. She passed some slave girls wrapped in a towel from a hot shower and some other girls whistled at them jokingly. The freedom here was also more than they were used to.
The whole set up of the slave girls wing was more like a military setting. The bathrooms were a rendition of shared army locker rooms with adjoining latrines. Rows upon rows of toilet stalls, sinks and showers in different rooms throughout the bathroom, simple bedrooms and one large cafeteria where they all ate decent food. Erica was surprised by the how hearty their meals were; they gave them actual meat and vegetables to keep them healthy. And despite how male chauvinistic Krogan were they respected females as the weaker sex.
Krogan didn't hit women since it was quite obvious with their strength they would kill you easily. If you were a slave girl that refused to cooperate she would be disciplined by being confined or having food taken away and the worst of them were sold back to the Batarians who did Gods knows what to them. But they didn't lash you nearly to death like she had witnessed other masters do.
Krogans that hit females were lower than scum and it was considered a grave and heavy crime against Krogan females and as such it was a way of life in Krogan society that you didn't lay hands on women. Which was strange because there were no laws against rape which was puzzling to her, but then again most Krogan didn't take no for an answer and did what they wanted so what was the difference.
In any case on one occasion she had gotten up the nerve to ask the Krogan formen for the slave girls wing why they treated them better than their previous masters and his answer was short and sweet. She remembered the conversation as if it were yesterday.
He cocked his large reptilian head with high ridges to the side and said, "The better off you are, the healthier you are. The healthier you are, the less likely we'll need to replace you. If I need to send you back to the Batarians because of your disobedience, I'll do it. I don't have the fucking patience to put up with slaves that haven't figured out their slaves yet."
It was rare when slave girls were sent back to the Batarians, but when they were they would cry, kick, scream and plead for another chance. But the foreman would have none of it and Erica never saw the girls again.
When she asked why Krogans didn't beat them he snorted, "You may be slaves but females are females. If you fight someone you do it for the glory of the fight. Not against some weak woman who couldn't survive if she tried. I don't want the boys to get the idea that laying into females is okay on any level. It's a slippery slope after that. Females are for housework, baby-making and fucking. You're not good for much else, least of all a punching bag. Any male who does is coward. Now get the fuck out and get some rest. I don't need you dying on some poor sap's cock from exhaustion tonight." The conversation even so long ago still irked her slightly even now.
As a slave girl she had learned long ago to not let the beliefs of others faze her. But what an odd philosophy. Women aren't good for anything but childbirth, sex and household chores. What an outdated and ancient way of thinking. But then again it could be worse; Krogans could have the kind of culture that didn't believe women should be respected as the weaker sex and believed women were beneath men and men could do what they wanted to them.
She stopped walking in the hall and shuddered. She had a master like that once when she was a teenager and when the memories came flooding back, she shook her head to clear them. Those were the scariest worlds to be on, any male likely to jump you with no recourse and no rules. The bruises, the beatings, it all still stuck with her heavily. Erica stopped thinking about the past and focused on the task at hand.
She walked down the red metal hallway that was just high enough and wide enough to comfortably accommodate an average 7 foot tall Krogan. She walked past numerous doors that led to slave girls rooms and at the end of the hallway was the Krogan foreman's office.
One large Krogan guarded the door and said, "Hey pretty thing. You're right on time." He then reached out and pulled her into his chest, "Let's say you and me have a nice quickie when my shift is done."
Erica didn't like this guy and she rolled her eyes, "I don't give quickies. If you want sex with me, you'll have to go to the brothel and pay for it."
A smirk ran across his sharp toothed mouth, "I mean after that. Like you and me see each other on the side."
She snorted and pressed her hands against his armored chest, signaling that she wanted to be released, "And what makes you think I want to do that. I'm not interested. Now fuck off!"
"You're awful mouthy for a slave girl! Feisty even. I'd be tempted to find it a turn on if you weren't such a constant bitch! How about I tell Urdnot Culfen and he'll ship your ass back to that Batarian slave camp to be fucked or worked to death. Whichever comes first!"
Erica was unmoved and she stared him down, "And I'll tell Urdnot Culfen that you're trying get away with not paying. All the money made in any Redoubt brothel goes to that specific clan's Redoubt. So you know all the money made goes directly to the brothel and certain percentages go to the Urdnot Redoubt. They'll think you're cheating the Redoubt out of money. Besides I don't want you!"
The guard tightened his grip on her painfully and growled, "I could force you."
There were no laws against such things but Erica was smart, "You could. And like I said I'll tell them you were cheating the Redoubt. And if you rape me, I'll fight. It's bound to leave bruises and I'll tell them you hit me."
The guard glared down at her and hot bursts of air flew out of his wide flared nostrils like a bull, but he released her. "Get out of my sight.", he growled.
Erica smirked triumphantly and knocked on the door the foreman's office.
"Enter", yelled Urdnot Culfen.
When she stepped into his office, he didn't delay. "Took you long enough to get here, we haven't time to waste. The Clan Leaders are convening as we speak and they're expecting the girls in the room when they return. The meeting is going to be short and the order is coming from the Khahan himself. Did you feed the new stock?"
Erica said, "You mean the 8 pretty slave girls that the Batarians shipped in yesterday? Yes. They have all been feed and washed as you directed Master Culfen. Does this have anything to do with human women having Krogan babies? I mean I still find that hard to believe. We're so….different."
Culfen gave her a hard impatient look, "I don't give a shit what you believe. There is only one record of conception but I've seen it myself. And any news is good news. Now this is why I called you here. I need you to explain to the new slave girls their roles. These slave girls were not given their sterility shots this year for a reason. They have the honor and the privilege of becoming the females of the most important Krogans on New Tuchanka…provided they can become pregnant. Once the Khahan discovered human females could carry Krogan babies he contacted the Batarians while he was on route here and they have been working on getting us fertile slave girls ever since. The Batarians sent pictures of sixty human girls and they were handpicked by the Shaman and the other Clan leaders. So explain to them why they're here."
Erica felt a pang of jealousy. Before now she was happy for her sterility. The last thing she wanted was to get pregnant by those sleazy bastards that she had to screw. But here on New Tuchanka, fertility was her ticket out of here. She wanted to be with one man too! Erica stomped her foot, "They're taking them as females? Like mates? They just got here! That hardly seems fair!"
"Stop your whining woman. Fairness has nothing to do with it! They're fertile and human females can have Krogan babies. No time like the present for the higher ups to test that theory."
The sex slave crossed her arms, "And why me may I ask?"
"Because you're a slave and I told you to! More importantly you're a sex slave and the girls are getting pregnant the old fashioned way. Make sure they know what to expect from fucking a Krogan. Now go!" And with that, Erica left the room.

Wrex's bedroom was larger than she anticipated and the cathedral ceiling still remained constant. It seemed to do so throughout the entire 20th floor. A large bed with high black bedposts and a black iron headboard was at the end of room.
It was fashioned of hard black iron and blood red satin sheets covered a mattress that was twice the size of the bed on Wrex's ship. It could fit four Krogans on it easily. To the left and right of the bed were black nightstands with silver handles.
Next to the bed was a door made of complete glass and Nova could make out a large red balcony just outside the door. The same windows that were in the foyer surrounded the bedroom, causing the red metal in the bedroom to shine.
Red and black tables were situated fashionably along the walls and next to empty shelves to create an ambiance of richness and taste. Nova looked over to her right and saw her boxes piled next to a steely red closet with black doors. She walked to the boxes and began to sift through them. Her pictures, jewelry, and books were here. Anything that resembled a memory was here except for…..
The Ex Commander dropped to her knees and began to rifle through the boxes furiously. Her small hands touched something cold and circular and she pulled out her omni tool to set it aside. No they were missing!
Nova got to her feet and tossed a hard glance over her shoulder at the slave girls, "Where are they?!"
Neither of them answered before she pressed the button to the closet making the doors slid open and a light flick on. It was a small walk in closet with Wrex's armor neatly polished and stacked along with his boots on the other side. Some casual clothing of loose pants and shirts for sleepwear hung on hangers next to his armor. On her side in front of her, two suits of her white and purple armor and some dresses she hadn't seen before.
Nova turned on the girls with a ferocity, "Where are my clothes?!"
Raina and Miriah's eyes got wide with fear before Raina turned to Mirah and said, "Seeeee I told you she would be mad!"
Nova gritted her teeth, "I'm not mad, I'm furious! Where are my clothes?!"
Miriah put up her hands defensively, "Please Commander Shepard. Just calm down. It wasn't our fault. When you were out of earshot the Khahan told us your clothes had been sent to the incinerator so would dress properly."
"The incinerator?! What?! That unbelievable asshole! Who does he think he is?!", she yelled at the top of her lungs.
She felt her anger begin to course faster through her veins and she did some deep breathing techniques to get herself in check. When the surge of hate passed just slightly she angrily asked, "And what does he define as "proper"?"
Mirah ran over and pulled some silk dresses from the closet. Some were similar in style to the ones Mirah and Raina wore except with far better quality and richer colors and fabric. The other dresses had some odd lacing in the back with a low cut front like a new age corset.
Nova gave the dresses a nasty glare and Mirah asked, "Do you not like the dresses Commander Shepard?"
"That's not it all! How dare Wrex think he can destroy my clothes so he can dress me anyway he wants. Far be it for a Krogan to just ask! I'll show him!"
Nova pulled out her purple Ariake Armor and her Kuwashii visor. Mirah grimaced with the dresses in her hands, "Oh no, Commander Shepard. The Khahan was very specific about what he wanted you to wear as his female. Please! He didn't want you to wear that!"
She then tried to hold them out to her and Nova side stepped her to look through her boxes for her medical tape to bind her breasts down.
Then Nova said, "The Khahan can kiss my ass!", earning a uniform gasp from Miriah and Raina. No one said things like that about the Khahan. No one.
When Nova found the tape she stood up and waved it in Miriah's face, "You were ordered to serve me. Now help me put this on so I can get my armor on and then we can head to this appointment. I'll deal with Wrex later."
Miriah looked at the dresses in her hands in a defeated manner before she hung them back into the closet. The Khahan was going to curse her to no end.

Erica went to the room where the females were being held in the slave girls' wing. All 8 of them were different in looks but equally pretty. Their height and body types were all relatively the same. They had tight slender bodies with nice curvy hips on their tiny frames. They had been crammed in the same room since their stay would be short with 4 bunk beds arranged in the small room.
Erica looked them over as they stared back at her fearfully and they all jumped off their beds when she entered. On a large metal table, were 8 boxes with handles and an omnipad. Erica looked the girls over coldly and walked to the omnipad to read it.
Her jealousy ballooned inside her and she strangely wanted to hit them. She forced down the urge and decided the best thing to do was simply follow the instructions on the omnipad. She really didn't have a choice since it was written by the Chief Medical Officer himself and having the role as a slave didn't leave room for deviation.
"Go grab a box! Now!, Erica yelled the last part when they failed to move fast enough for her liking. She wanted to get this over with.
The girls ran over and retrieved the boxes from the table before returning to the previous positions.
"In the box, you'll find 11 silk dresses of various colors, women's toiletries, 4 large tubes of Forte Lube and 4 large tubes of a special medical salve. I know you're all wondering why you're here. I'm certain you're all sex slaves, am I right?" The girls stared back at her and nodded.
"Good I know a whore when I see one." She spoke the same words Foreman Urdnot Culfen said to her when she first arrived. It hurt her feelings then, but she didn't care it hurt these girls. It felt good to hurt others when you when you were hurting.
"I'll make this short and simple. You're here because you're fertile human females. A short time ago it was discovered, well allegedly discovered in my opinion, that human females can carry Krogan offspring."
A gasp erupted in the room and one of the girls dropped her box in shock. Erica smirked; they already knew why they were here. There was no need for her to say it, but she let it sink in for few more moments before she continued.
"Welcome to the rest of your lives ladies. You have the honor of being the first group to test this theory. You're going to live, eat, and screw with the clan leader of New Tuchanka that has chosen you. If you can become pregnant, they will make you their females permanently. Now you're expected to begin shortly so you've been given all the necessities. The dresses are obviously for your comfort and the toiletries the same. I know you all know what Forte Lube is but just for shits and giggles I'll reiterate. It's specifically created for taking men with huge cocks. Some of you may have used it and some of you may not have. Either way let me tell you, it works! So use it! Why do you need Forte Lube? Because the average Krogan in 12 inches long and 2 inches thick. Now that brings me-"
"How big did you say?!" It was the same girl who dropped her box interrupting.
Erica smirked and walked up to the girl before backhanding her hard. "I don't think I opened up the floor for questions yet!"
The girl downcast her eyes and held her cheek. Erica looked down at the slave girl's box, "What's your name?"
"Lita.", she said softly.
The spiteful slave girl got on her knees and began looking through Lita's box. Reaching the girl's dresses at the bottom, her hands slipped over the silky bright garments. She never owned anything so beautiful in all her life and she was going to make sure she got one. Erica picked the most attractive silk dress in the box with a purple and dark blue ombre coloring.
The colors complemented each other beautifully and it was just as ritzy as the dresses she longed for the magazines. With dress in hand, Erica stood and said, "I think I'll take this as payment for your rudeness."
Then Erica returned to her place in front of the door and continued, "Which brings me to my next point. Because Krogans are so large you'll need the Forte Lube and apply it generously. It will be far less painful and more pleasurable. You've also been given medical salve for any pain or tearing. I haven't seen any tearing happen yet but better safe than sorry. After sex, wash thoroughly and apply the medical salve inside you. Keep it on overnight and wash it off in the morning. Some of you will need it, some of you won't. But I suggest you all do it until all pain during sex has passed. Well at least that's what the Chief Medical Officer says. Now any questions?!"
Erica pointed to the girl she slapped, "Rude Bitch, how about you?"
The girls eyes widened and she shook her head. Another raised her hand shakily and Erica pointed to her, "Go on speak."
"What if we can't get pregnant?"
Erica smirked, "Well they didn't say. But I'm guessing its cleaning duty or the whorehouse and judging by the beauty of you girls it's the latter. So if I were you, I would ride your Krogan's cock silly and cross my fingers. Now pick one of the dresses in your boxes and put it on as soon as I leave. You need to look presentable for when you're taken to meet your new Krogan and it will be soon."
And then she read over the omnipad in her hands again to make she hadn't missed anything. When Erica was satisfied, she tossed the omnipad back on the table and walked out. At this point she was dead set on getting some sleep before her shift tonight in the Urdnot brothel.

Nova Shepard had boarded a shuttle outside the Urdnot Redoubt. It carried them from the Residental Section to large skyscrapers in the business area of New Tuchanka. The slave girls ushered her into a large research facility that seemed like the classic facilities she had blown to hell in the old days. Large glass windows in labs showed Quarians analyzing data and doing tests in breathing masks. The slave girls waited outside while Shepard went inside the examination room and there Shepard saw a familiar face.
Tali'Zorah! She still looked the same with her purple breathing mask and skin tight purple suit that offset her best feminine assets.
"Tali what are you doing here?!"
Nova could hear Tali smiling and the excitement in her two toned voice through her breathing mask, "Oh Shepard! You made it here safely. I'm so glad and it's been so long. And look at you, still dressed in your armor. You haven't changed a bit."
Tali ran up and embraced her in a tight hug which Shepard returned amidst her surprise. Tali pulled away and ran to the examination table, "Now hop up here. We haven't a moment to waste. Do you realize we're making history Shepard? The first hybrids ever! This is just sooo exciting!"
Nova threw her hands up, "Tali, tell me what you're doing here on New Tuchanka and so far from Rannoch. And what's with all the Quarians?"
"Hmmm I see Wrex didn't tell you anything. He probably wanted to surprise you."
"I doubt that. Krogans hate surprises. Wrex probably didn't want to go through telling me the whole story himself out of patience."
Tali nodded in agreement slightly, "Okay Shepard. I stand corrected. However we can talk as we go."
Tali then handed her a hospital gown and said, "Please disrobe and put this on so we can begin. While you do that, I'll start from the beginning."
Tali then sat on a stool next to the examination table, "When Wrex came to us, he was barely alive. He had been beaten nearly to death by his own people. He was with a team of human doctors that had done the best they could for him and a massive Krogan Fortilla. Well that's the only way I can describe it. He told us about the fake Genophage cure and the death of the Krogan females. He had brought some of their bodies for analysis and begged us to try to find out what killed their women. At first, none of us could believe it, but when we did the diagnostics they were unmistakable."
Nova had removed her armor and visor and she now sat at the edge of the examination table in her hospital gown, "And what did the diagnostics show? Was it a mistake?"
Tali shook her head, "No Shepard. It wasn't. The second we isolated the fake cure and put in healthy Krogan DNA two things became apparent. It was only engineered to attack the genetic code of female Krogan and there was no way anyone could even mistake that as a cure. It went wild and started breaking down the healthy cells immediately, causing a fatal chain reaction. The cells immediately began to die which caused the females to overheat and die when it reached their thermal system regulators. It was definitely done on purpose Shepard. There was no doubt in my mind."
"Did you go to the Citadel? I mean you have proof."
"I wanted to but Wrex wouldn't let us. He said based upon the conversation with Councilor Niko the Citadel knew something about all of this and wasn't going to help. So being the leader of his people, we respected his wishes. I think the real question is why the Citadel refused to help. That is something none of us have been able to figure out."
"I agree with that. I've mulled it over in my head many times and I still can't figure it out. Or why they never told me what really happened. In any case, why are you here?"
"I guess the short answer to that question is that we and the Geth allied with the Krogan. Despite how few in number they are, they are still force to be reckoned with."
"Why? And I thought things with the Geth were shaky."
"Because the Citadel never did anything for the Quarian Shepard! When the Geth first exiled my people we begged the Citadel for help but they denied us. They told us the Geth were OUR problem and to deal with it the best way we could. And you have heard Javik, the Protean, speak of the Quarian. We are an old race much like the Asari and when the Asari were first forming the Citadel we applied for Council ship and they denied us. No real reasons of value were given other than the fact that they found the Salarians to be better candidates. And when the Reaper wars ended, they were more interested in using our technologies to rebuild their own worlds than help us with ours. So even though things are still hard between the Quarian and the Geth, they are proving to be great allies. So Wrex came to us and said let's start our own Federation, our own Council, our own Citadel. And the high ups in the Quarian world were right on board."
"This all just seems so hard to believe. I mean you don't need to Krogans to fight. The Quarian have the largest Fortilla in the galaxy."
"That's true, but that's not the point. My people were not fighters by choice Shepard. We were exiled and forced to become so to fight the Geth. Now that all of that is over, my people are tired of fighting. We just want a normal life like everyone else. We are techs, farmers, artisans, etc. We just want to settle down. Undoubtedly you've seen the Quarians in the farms just inside the outer wall. I thought all the Quarians would want to live on Rannoch but they didn't. It was odd. I guess after nearly a century of being trapped on ship with your own kind, some of us preferred to live with non Quarians. As for the Krogans, fighting is a way of life for them and we need to protect ourselves. Everyone is afraid of a Krogan Shepard, no one is afraid of Quarian."
"But how did they find this place? It's really remote."
"That I don't know. It's beyond the Perseus Veil like Rannoch but further than we've ever traveled. So I'm not sure. I know that there are thousands of planets in this system and other systems surrounding Rannoch that are being sectioned off in factions for the Krogan Empire."
"The Krogan Empire? You're o.k. with that?"
Tali shrugged, "Why not? Like I said, everyone is afraid of a Krogan. That being said, titles are just that, titles. It won't change the fact that we all get a equal say in the leadership beyond New Tuchanka so what does it matter? We function like an alliance."
"But there aren't enough Krogan to patrol the territories if the Quarians aren't really fighting."
"Well we are creating new weapons and ships with the Geth constantly. Superior fighting technology is half the battle. We also started a cloning process on Krogan DNA. There was plenty left over from the Krogan corpses at the Reaper War battles and Krogans that underwent testicle implants to combat the effects of the Genophage."
Nova jumped off the examination table, "Cloning?! Like Saren?! Are you insane?!"
"No not like Saren at all. Saren was being controlled by the Reapers so the Krogan following him were designed to be mindless puppets. These Krogan will be completely free thinking and have absolute free will. The only catch is that its time consuming and we really can't make too many at a time. That's why Krogan hybrids couldn't have come along at a better time."
"How long does it take for you to grow these Krogan and if you can clone, why go after human females?"
Tali walked over to her and she was still standing in her hospital gown. Worry was etched deeply in Nova's face, "Calm down Shepard. Just calm yourself. We don't know how stress will affect the baby."
Hearing that Nova calmed down and sat on the examination table again. "Now please lie back.", Tali said.
When Nova laid back, she became uncomfortable. It brought her back to three years ago when she was on Mordin's examination table aborting her babies she so desperately wanted.
Tali walked over to the computer to begin to take scans and she spoke calmly breaking her thoughts, "To answer your question it takes three years to grow a full grown Krogan. So far we have only been able to create 5,000 male Krogan successfully so far. The reason why they can only be male is because there is no genetic material on record of Krogan females that were not contaminated by the false cure. To put it quite simply, their genetic code is damaged beyond repair. Any female Krogan we cloned will be born dying from the false cure unfortunately. We did make a valiant effort to try though Shepard."
Nova felt a feeling of despair in the pit of her stomach for the female Krogans as Tali took the scan. "Oh Shepard. You're doing great! The babies are very healthy. You have two babies again!"
Tali turned the monitor around to show her the small beginning of two hybrid fetuses nestled in womb. They were no bigger than her thumb and Nova became overwhelmed with emotion. Tears burst forward and streamed down her face causing her to wipe her eyes frantically. Tali rushed over and grabbed her hand as Nova looked up at her.
Her piercing grey eyes full of tears. "Shhhh Shepard. I know, I know.", Tali said comfortingly. Now there is something I need to tell you. I need to take some fluid from the amniotic sac with a syringe."
Shepard immediately fought her, "Absolutely not! No one is sticking anything into my babies! And how did you know I even I was pregnant with two babies before?"
Tali brought a finger to her breathing mask, signaling her to quiet down, "Shhhh I understand your apprehension Shepard. Wrex sent over all the data Mordin was working on a month ago and the other Quarian scientists and I have been working on it tirelessly."
She then leaned forward and said, "I also know what happened three years ago. And I just can't believe that Mordin of all people would force you endure that. That he would make this weapon…You think you know someone and you don't know them at all. That's all I can say. But I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't important."
"If you have Mordin's information then why do you need fluid from my babies?"
The scientist took over in Tali again and she dropped Nova's hand. She began to make wide gestures with her hands, "Because it will tell us so much Shepard. The sex of the babies, their health, and we might even be able to figure out how a conception between you and Wrex was even possible. Don't you want to know that?"
Nova nodded and said quietly, "Of course I do. But your research didn't tell you anything?"
"Well I didn't say that. I think we found out why it takes so long for humans and Krogans to conceive. I think the problem was Mordin didn't have access to a lot of human DNA or to be more specific female human eggs. As you have undoubtedly met the slave girls, we have an over abundance of access to female eggs. So the other Quarians scientists and I did some experimenting and we made sure the developments were sent to Wrex's omni tool upon his arrival. When Krogan sperm meets a human egg it tries to fertilize it. But because the Krogan DNA is foreign, it takes far longer. It takes repeated exposure to the same Krogan sperm before fertilization can occur. Fertilization periods were all different. Some took a short as a week and others as long as the entire month from the time we received Mordin's data to now. We are unsure why the process varies. But when we introduced a new Krogan sperm, the process started all over again. Which is why when you were having sex with three Krogan it didn't help the situation at all, although I'm sure it was fun. Or did Wrex say you have sex with only one other Krogan? Hmmmm I forgot. In any case, I know you meant well but it really didn't help Shepard."
Shepard's face went red. Tali continued, "Shepard how many Krogan were you having sex with on Wrex's ship? Was it Wrex and his brother or Wrex, his brother and that other one...hmmm can't' remember his name….."
"Stop saying it like it was my idea! It wasn't my idea, it was Wrex's!"
"So you just went along with it? Why? I mean if Wrex alone got you pregnant before, why would you need to have sex with two other Krogan to get pregnant? Common sense speaking.", Tali questioned.
When she saw Shepards face get even redder, Tali got quiet and a part of her wished she could see Tali's eyes behind her purple breathing mask. "Tali Please! That's all personal information and really embarrassing so please just stop!"
Finally Tali got the hint and said, "Oh I'm sorry Shepard. I'm still not up to date on human mannerisms. I'm not judging I swear!"
The silence between them got awkward before Nova said, "So you needed some fluid. This won't hurt the baby will it?"
Tali opened her palms and waved them back and forth, "Of course not! Nothing to hurt the fetuses at all." Nova nodded quietly and Tali went to get her syringe.

As soon as the elevator hit the 18th floor Wrex hastened his step. On this level of the Urdnot Redoubt was his office, a meeting room for him and his Clan Leaders to convene and a large audience room with an iron throne made of the Red Alloy.
The audience room hadn't been used yet, but Wrex had made good use of his office and the meeting room. Wrex strutted down the hallway and went first into the room.
He sat at the head of the table; his privilege as Khahan and beckoned the Clan Leaders in, "Alright hurry up and be seated. The quicker we're done with this the quicker I can get back to my woman. I spent years looking at your ugly faces and not enough with her."
When all 7 Clan Leaders and the Shaman were seated, the Shaman was the first to speak, "Your decision you made was in haste. Lust more than anything. I will not question you my Khahan but you can't possibly CARE for Commander Shepard.", the Shaman said.
Wrex glared at the Shaman, but in the presence of his clan leaders he had to choose his words carefully. He couldn't show weakness but he couldn't make it seem as if he regarded her as a common whore you find in the Urdnot brothel.
"I served for years with Commander Shepard and I can find no other human female suited to be my female. She has stared death in the face and taken it head on. She is smart, fearless, and I'll admit she arouses me. Could a woman with a body like hers not arouse any Krogan? I believe Nova when she says she did not know of the weapon and I will not punish her because the Salarians deceived her. And even though she has been lied to and tricked, she has given her very womb to the Krogan cause. Can a female give anymore than her womb and younglings if you cannot have her blood?"
The Shaman and the Clan leaders looked amongst one another and nodded. It seemed like an answer that made sense to them. Wrex gave a sigh of relief inside and he was slightly impressed; even he had to admit that was extremely well said.
"So it is true?", The Ruzad asked, breaking away from the original Shepard dilemma.
Wrex nodded, "Yes, Nova is pregnant with my youngling. Naturally. No pills, drugs, surgeries, etc."
"How Khahan? How?!", Khel Burrum asked with strain in his voice.
"We don't know. The Quarians are working on it as we speak. But it's important that we not spit the gift that has been given back into the face of whatever divines allowed this conception. We should use it thoroughly."
All the Krogans around the table voiced their agreement and Wrex continued, "Now the human females that you handpicked are waiting back in your quarters for you. Here's what I'm going to tell you. I stress to you to be patient. Human females are very small and they break easily. If your female is too tired to continue, allow her to rest. These will your female for the duration of their lives and they will raise your younglings. So take care of them. All rules with Krogan females apply to them and essentially all human females that are taken by Krogan males as mates are official females of New Tuchanka. (Wrex turned to the Ruzad) We will convene on a later date to right it into the law books. (Wrex looked over all the Clan Leaders again including the Shaman) I'm also giving you the entire week to yourselves to become acquainted with your females and ensure proper breeding time. That's all, now go!"
"Wait Khahan. We have concerns.", The Ruzad voiced.
Wrex uttered a sound of annoyance, "What concerns?"
"Well for starters why do we have to live with them? Can't we just live separately from them like the Krogan females on old Tuchanka? Come to breed and then leave?"
Wrex had hoped to avoid a lengthy discussion, but there was no getting around it. Furthermore, this was very necessary. "No one on this planet has spent more time in close quarters with human females than me. The Normandy was an experience like none other. I will state that human females have a different psyche than Krogan females. Krogan females understood the custom of living separately and breeding for survival. Human females come from a race that is plentiful and monogamous. Well it has the appearance of monogamy anyway. I did not make the decision to give you permanent human mates lightly. My decision was based upon three key things: First and most importantly, the Quarian Tali'Zorah has strong research that verifies that only one Krogan at a time must fertilize a human female continuously when she is trying to conceive. Other Krogans can be used at different times, but only one Krogan can successfully impregnate her each cycle. So our usual breeding pools would be detrimental to our cause rather than helpful. Second, human females are now the only females that can carry our children. We have to make them apart of our society and locking them away and forcing them to pop out younglings will only force them to reject their new situation rather than embrace it. I learned on the Normandy human females like to feel important, appreciated, and cared for. We can only properly integrate them if they have males to look after them and show them they are the new Krogan female. Third, I have researched the human female psyche extensively on my trip here. It would a mistake to treat the human females with disregard. It would cause mental stress would leave them unsuitable to me mated and unsuitable to raise younglings. They are indeed not as strong as our women were. Any questions?"
All the Clan leaders were silent and the Shaman looked at Wrex and said, "I would like to congratulate you Khahan for finding the salvation to our race. (The Shaman looked at all the clan leaders) If any of you have any issues or grievances with your females, bring them to me and I will make sure then Khahan looks into them."
The Clan leaders agreed and Wrex dismissed the meeting. He wanted so badly to know about the state of their youngling and then he remembered something. "And just to tell you all, human females are the best sex you'll ever have."

Garrus Vakarian hissed and clicked his mandibles together as the slender Asari slid his cock down her throat. She had been sucking him for 15 minutes straight and he felt the urge to cum welling in his balls.
He looked down at the Asari who had his full 9 inches buried in her mouth. She was a dancer that had thrown him a look in Chora's Den and what she was selling was exactly what he looking to buy.
Everyone knew if you simply wanted to go dancing, you go to Flux and if you wanted to fuck, you went to Chora's Den. So there she was lying on her belly in his bed giving him the best blowjob he had in years.
"Uhhhh. That's good.", he mumbled in his two toned voice as she jerked his few visible inches with her hand.
His slippery grey cock was coated with her spit and she smiled around his blue cockhead. Garrus's eyes wandered down the Asari's dancing uniform. They settled on her bright blue ass cheeks that were cut out of her skintight latex purple suit.
Garrus grabbed her head and forced her head down and she swallowed him skillfully without gagging a second. Proof that she had far more practice in this area than women he preferred to share his bed with.
She quickened her pace and Garrus arched his back and groaned loudly, "Ahhhh". And then he filled her mouth to the brink with his hot white cum. When he was finished she swallowed every drop and she pulled away. Garrus was breathing heavily and he was sitting up in his bed, propped up by three pillows behind his back. His chest heaved in his armor and only his pants were missing. The Asari sat up and began running her hands seductively over his armored chest.
"Is there anything else Chief Spectre?", she whispered in a seductive husky voice.
She then straddled him and began sucking one of his mandibles in her mouth. It made him hiss with pleasure and think of her. Shepard. It was one of her trademark moves that that used during foreplay and sex. It was like double the pleasure.
"That's enough.", Garrus said to the Asari.
"What?!", the Asari asked in confusion and was about to sit on his cock. He was like putty in her hands a few minutes ago, he must be joking.
"I said that's enough.", Garrus said with more force and grabbed her before she could complete the action.
The Asari looked shocked, never had a man switched gears on her so quickly. The Chief Spectre had grabbed both her arms forcefully and he was squeezing so tight her flesh bulged around his hands.
The Asari could tell he was serious so she slowly brought her legs from over Garrus's lap so she was no longer straddling him. Garrus released her and she pulled away.
"I'm sorry. I just….have a lot on my mind."
The Asari tossed him a fake smile, "No problem baby. Having a Spectre as a boyfriend would've been nice though. But I guess not. So we're done here then?"
Garrus quirked an eyebrow at the title Boyfriend, she must of have meant Regular. Garrus nodded and he reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a handful of credits. "Yes we're done. Here."
The Asari fake smile formed into a real one and she took the credits eagerly. She practically skipped out of his quarters and Garrus pulled his sheets over his naked lower half. Gods how he missed Shepard and soft tan skin. His body yearned for her and cried out for her.
And she had been missing for far too long. It wasn't like her to disappear at all. He didn't give a damn what her mental condition was or what that letter said. His instincts were telling him something wasn't right. But then again if she wanted to contact him, she would have.
There was always a possibility she was hurt, but Shepard was a capable woman. Although trouble seemed to find her, she always made those who gave it regret it. He had tried to forget about her tonight.
But even that Asari with her impeccable skills couldn't make him forget her. Although it was his mission that night, he had failed miserably.
But she had given him some useful useless information. The Asari told him that to her knowledge Aria hadn't returned and the club was being run a few Asaris that worked with Aria. They weren't in charge; they were just eager for Aria's return and were holding down the fort. It wasn't anything he didn't know and it wasn't helpful at all. But sometimes no change was a good thing. At least things hadn't gotten worse.

Lita shivered in the quarters she had been dragged to. She had been taken out of the red building she was housed in by guards wearing what the slaves girls informed her was the Urdnot insignia.
Outside the red building, four Krogans with a different insignias on their armor was standing next to a shuttle. They had ushered her inside and flew her to another building with different Krogans inside and different slave girls.
Instead of the red metal, this building was made of simple silver metal. They had pulled her to a heavily guarded elevator with retinal scan clearance and brought her to the top floor. After pulling her down a hallway, they brought her to one door and threw her inside.
The size of the foyer overwhelmed her and two slave girls told her the master would be home shortly and she was to prepare. Lita had dressed in one of her silk dresses as Erica commanded. It was fitted with a plunging neckline and decorative straps.
The slave girls had pulled her every which way, stating that the Shaman was a very demanding man and she had to be perfect. They looked her body over quickly and brushed her chestnut brown hair. They applied blush to her pink cheeks and a thin layer of gloss to make her pouty pink lips shine.
The slave girls then argued about how to situate her and they decided on putting her in bed. So there Lita was in a huge bed that made her look like an infant sleeping an adult bed. Under the blankets, the slave girls had pulled her dress up around waist as she lay on her side.
Lita had gasped when the slave girl shoved her lube coated fingers as far as she could inside her. Now she was shifting under the covers uncomfortably with a pussy full of Forte Lube. Then suddenly the door slid open!
Heavy footsteps stomped into the room causing her to grip the pillow under head. The footsteps got louder as they got closer to the bed and then they stopped at the edge of the bed. Then the sound of armor hitting the floor filled her ears and then footsteps moved to the other side of the bed. Lita felt the weight shift on the other side of the bed and it continued shifting and the movement got closer and closer until she felt heavy breathing on the back of her neck. She continued to stare at a silver wall with an extravagant etching on it out of fear.
"Female.", was all the voice said.
Lita looked up to see a Krogan with a dark brown carpace with high ridges and a mighty hump. His dark brown eyes bore into her brown eyes. Lita swallowed hard and said in a shaky voice, "Are you my new master?"
He responded in a low deep voice that shook her to her core, "No female. What is your name?"
"Lita."
"Lita, I am The Shaman. I am advisor to my people and advise the Khahan himself. I have given up my true name long ago to advise the Clan Leaders and lead the blood rites of our youth. However you may call me by it intimately. This is the privilege I bestow upon you as my female. I am Hailot Ruruk to you, but only during sex and only in private. You are to speak my true name to no one. Do you understand?"
Lita nodded so he continued, "If you give me younglings, you will be my female. My mate. And if you cannot give me younglings, but you please me, I may consider keeping you. I do not release you from your servitude but for now you are my woman and the female of this house. Do you understand?"
Lita nodded again and shivered, then she whimpered in fear.
"Hush female. ", he comforted.
He then looked down at the black blankets they were both underneath and reached down underneath them with his large scaly fingers, touching her clit and making her moan slightly. When she shifted due to his touch, some Forte Lube got on his fingers.
He looked down at her again and said, "I see you have been prepared. Have you been with a Krogan before?"
Tears started and she shook her head back and forth, "No."
He sighed heavily and said, "Then this will be hard on you. Brace yourself little one."
Lita looked away from the Shaman and back at the wall, still lying on her side. She felt her left leg being lifted and his arm rubbing against her pussy. Then she felt his hips thrust forward and a large cockhead penetrate her. No it wasn't an arm! It was a cock! By the Gods how was it so big?!
"Aaaahhhh!", Lita cried as she gripped the pillow harder.
Lita breathed heavily and with every exhale her pussy tightened around the cockhead painfully. The Shaman brought his leg over her right leg that was still on the bed, trapping it. He then pulled on her left leg harder, moving it higher in the air.
With his Krogan strength, he could hold her leg there for hours without tiring or wavering. As he pulled up to her back closer, he realized that her entire body equaled only one side of his chest. He thrust into her again this time forcing her take numerous inches of cock in one thrust.
Lita fisted the pillows and dug her face into the soft feathers underneath her head. The Shaman started a steady pace and he fought the urge to thrust into her fully. She was already taking half of him and it made her scream.
Lita closed her eyes as the Shaman began to increase his pace and thrust into her harder. And the soft cushiony lube allowed him to move inside her faster. Her pussy tightened, trying to force him out, but he fought her natural mechanisms and pushed into her harder.
"Uuuhhhh," Lita yelled and began to claw at the pillow underneath her head. Her pussy began to lubricate itself, aiding the Shaman in his quest to fuck her deeper. Then suddenly the Shaman thrust as hard as he could, sheathing his entire massive length inside her.
"AHHHHHH", Lita cried in pain and pleasure.
The sensations were maddening and she felt so full! She felt ridges that rubbed her g-spot insanely and a long cock that felt more like an anaconda than a penis. It invaded her walls and seeked only the places that no human penis could ever touch.
Lita began to kick her legs frantically and her breathing got heavier, "Ohhhhhh Gods. Oh fuck!"
Lita's fingernails tore at the pillow, making claw marks. She gasped with every thrust as the Shaman fucked her with his long massive cock. It stretched her pussy to the brink, making her whimper as it sawed in and out of her sopping wet cunt. The pain gave way to pleasure, and it was slowly starting to take over her body.
"Ohhh please. Uhhhh!", she yelled.
She couldn't think or even finish what she was saying. The Shaman wrapped her leg in the crook of his arm, forcing the sheets to slide off them completely. The poor slave girl tried to pry his fingers off of her to climb away but she couldn't.
"You're not getting away little one. Learn to love my cock.", the Shaman yelled.
Her entire tiny body shook in the large bed as a massive Krogan fucked her harder than anyone ever had. Lita writhed around in the soft sheets and bit the pillow underneath her head. She tried to pull her dress down from around her waist to force him to slow down and the Krogan did something she did not anticipate.
He grabbed the back of the dress and tore it down the middle, separating the silky garment from her body. Then the savage in him took over and he grabbed her shoulder. He forced her down harder on his cock making her squeal and his ridges rubbed her g spot harder.
"Ahhhhh, so good. Oh Ruruk fuck me!", she cried.
She panted harder and began to thrust back onto the Shaman's huge Krogan length, causing him to grunt lightly. His cock ridges continued to slide along her g spot making her soak the black soft sheets underneath her.
Lita humped the Shaman back harder who grabbed a handful of her hair from behind and pulled it lightly. The pain and pleasure was too much her and she felt her orgasm welling inside her.
"I'm going to cum Ruruk! Oh Gods, I'm going to cum on the big Krogan cock!", Lita cried.
"Then cum little one! This is my pussy from now on.", The Shaman yelled before she arched her back and came on his massive dick as she promised.
Lita felt the Shaman's cock expand inside her making her squeal as her walls were stretched even further apart and then thick ropes of cum began to coat her womb. Lita's limbs suddenly felt weak and she went limb as her orgasm was ending. Her beautiful soft skin soaked in sweat and her eyes half lidded in exhaustion. And then she realized something. Lita clutched the pillow tighter and her eyes widened in disbelief.
As a sex slave she had been with many men of many species and not only had she never had a cock so big, but never had she felt so much cum before. The cum just kept coming and coming and the Shaman held her leg high, grunting as he continued to empty himself inside her.
She let her curiosity get the best of her and she lifted the sheet to see him fully buried inside her and four big heavy testicles lying against his inner thigh. Her heart leapt into her throat since her orgasm had subsided long ago and this Krogan still continued to pump her with cum.
Erica didn't say anything about four testicles! Just how many children did this Krogan expect her to have?! With that much sperm, there was no way she could NOT get pregnant. Suddenly it ended and the Shaman gently released her leg which she allowed to fall back onto her other leg in exhaustion.
"Ah!", she said between a cry and a gasp as he slid out of her fully with a wet noise; most of his cum sticking to his cockhead while it flowed out of her tight pussy.
Lita's pussy felt open and wide and she prayed it wasn't permanent while she still lie with her back to him and he threw one heavy arm over her possessively. The small slave girl could now feel his softened but still impressive length against her backside. It was slick and wet with their juices and she felt his cockhead sticking to the bottom of thigh.
Fearful he would try to enter her again tonight amidst the soreness that was forming between her legs, she said, "The Chief Medical Officer sent instructions before I came. They said to clean myself and use a medical salve after sex. And I'm too tired and sore to continue."
She then bit her lip fearfully, unsure if it would cause an outburst in him. Men were not always kind when it came to women's needs. And as a sex slave she knew that better than any woman. The Shaman stared at the elaborate wall in front of them with his arm around her; he had hoped for another round tonight.
To be honest, he had only been with Asaris until now. The Khahan didn't allow Asaris on New Tuchanka since he swore by the pleasure only human females could give. So the Shaman had to travel off world to get the Asaris, which were plentiful in the Batarian slave trade.
But now he knew Wrex had been right. The little human had the sweetest smell he ever encountered and had a tighter pussy than three Asaris combined. It truly was the best sex he ever had. He wanted her again. Desperately.
But his Khahan's words stayed fresh in his mind, "If your female says she's too tired to continue, let her rest."
The Shaman knew was the right thing to do, he didn't want to break the little thing. The Shaman sighed deeply in exasperation, "Very well female. Do what you have to. Tend to yourself and rest. Just bring me a towel when you return. I'll want you to clean me."
Lita gave her own sigh except it was one of relief and then she slid out of bed to take care of herself. Today marked the day of her new life.

P.S. On Fanfiction dot net OhSoDeadly is writing a fanfic about Krogan titled "And Nothing Else". It's about Old Tuchanka after the Genophage. Wreav and Wrex are very young and fighting as rivals. Wasn't sure what to make of it because it says Wrex x Wreav pairing. After passing by it continuously I gave it a read and it's really good. Great writing and descriptions and very fun to read. No pairing yet, just great depictions of Krogan culture. So if you're interested, give it a read.
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