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- 1-Commander Shepard
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There’s no mistaking the woman on her knees in front of you; there are too many details that are spot on. It’s the same flaming red hair you’ve seen in the vids, the same crop of energetic freckles, the same green eyes. There’s no mistaking it, just like there’s no sane explanation for how a duct-rat like you got into this situation.

Commander Shepard, hero of the Alliance, is sucking your cock.

“Wow… it’s really big, isn’t it?” she coos, holding the rapidly-hardening length beside her face as if to compare and smiling with steely indulgence. Her skin is warm to the touch, her cheek soft but her encircling hand firm, probably hardened by holding battle rifles on a thousand worlds you’ll never see. Even her voice is spot on, and you’d recognize it anywhere even though prior to this amazing occurrence you’d never met the woman. You’ve heard it echoing across the Zakera Ward markets (‘I’m Commander Shepard, and this is my favorite store on the Citadel.’), played on Westerlund news, even on that bootleg Shepard VI one of the older boys was selling.

But why would she be doing this to you? The most famous human in the galaxy, on her knees, topless, and orally worshiping a boy who just had his 12th birthday? Is she on chems? Whatever the reason, she’s completely insistent on the task despite your squirming. Sure, nobody is likely come wandering around in keeper duct entrances (except a keeper, and it’s doubtful that care much about appropriate rules of human social behavior), but still… isn’t this wrong? Human culture may have become more permissive with exposure to new, alien ways of life, but in most places, an adult woman on her knees and moaning like a whore for some underage boy’s fat cock is generally seen as a no-no.

“I knew you’d have something special down here,” she hisses, banging your half-hard length against her cheek playfully, then licking lewdly up and down the shaft, the thickness of it almost too much for her hand, the length of it enough to make a krogan take notice. “I’ve been dreaming about you. I couldn’t save you, but… let me make it up to you.”

The things she’s saying may make no sense, but there’s nothing cryptic about the way your balls are laying on her cleavage. You’d always had an amazingly big cock, it’s true - the other duct rat kids have made fun of you for it - and at those time you’ve often looked down morosely at yourself with the thought “what the heck am I going to do with this thing?”. Now, it seems Shepard is going to demonstrate exactly what it’s for. Your cock is completely hairless, of course - the dew of youth has not yet dried upon your brow - and so is the surrounding area, making the rubbing of her cheek a shudder-inducing and frictionless affair. She looks thirsty for you, and utterly impressed. Her emerald eyes speak of a need that no issue of Fornax could ever satisfy.

“Punish me,” she begs, nibbling her bottom lip a little and jacking you off while she kneads your balls. “Empty your big balls on my face, for failing to save you. I want you to use me as your personal fuckhole!”

You want to ask her if she’s nuts. She’s desperate to blow you but you can’t think of any possible reason - you’re less than half her age, you’ve never even left the Citadel, you don’t have anything she could possibly want. Well, except for your big cock. Does Commander Shepard really like big cocks this much!?

You can’t even get an objection of your mouth before she reaches around behind you to grip your taut pubescent buttocks, cupping them in her hands and pulling your pelvis forward so that your cock and balls mash her face. She’s really enjoying rubbing her face into your nuts, licking your sack wetly, sucking on each fat testicle with vacuum-sealed cheeks and plaintive eyes. She seems turned on by the idea that your cock is hard for her to handle, that there’s too much meat for her to effortlessly swallow and worship. She loves having it flopping all over her face, rubbing your scent into her pale skin. Her infatuation with you is obvious in her every moan and exhalation of hot breath. Is this really hot a Council Spectre should act toward someone less than half her age? You know what it’s like to be on the run from C-Sec officers trying to put a stop to your latest grift. You’ve been chased through ducts, Zakera Ward outskirts and even taken to listen to boring lectures from that asshole Commander Bailey. However, this is the first time that someone in a position of authority has pinned you against a wall, ripped your pants down, and proceeded to bury her face in your balls!

“They’re huge!” she marvels at your hairless baby-makers, and her look of appreciation adds new layers of wrongness to a situation already teeming with them. Your testicles have become slick with her saliva in the last minute or so, and the way her hands are cupping your behind seems to indicate the ravenous female commander has no plans to let you go any time soon. She shifts her eyes to your face, and again it’s striking just how plaintive and begging her expression has become - as if she’s asking permission to perform a great service.

“Please, may I suck your huge boy-cock?” comes the voice, and yes, it’s the same one that you heard on Westerlund news entreating the citizens of the Alliance to work together to ensure galactic peace. Of course, the tone is quite different. Who knew Commander Shepard was a crazy sexual deviant? On one hand, what’s happening is a crime on a good number of Council worlds. On the other hand, there’s something about having the most powerful woman in the galaxy topless and kneebound in front of you. The words are out of your young mouth before you can truly grasp their import.

“Uh… but… you’re a hero! Why do you want to-”

She continues to beg with wide eyed, the mewling and desperate tone no doubt a stark contrast to what her shipmates must be used to. “I… I couldn’t save you! I need to atone for this, please! Punish me!”

“Uhh…”

She seems to take that as a yes, and the response is immediate. Shepard bobs her head forward and swallows as much of your thick young tool as her talented mouth will allow…which turns out to be quite a lot. Still, the other duct rat kids didn’t nickname you “Krogan Dick” for nothing, and it’s not long before the Commander begins to struggle, your girth and length stretching the back of her throat, making her neck bulge a bit. Her tongue is smashed flat against the bottom of her mouth as she’s overpowered by pure, unadulterated pre-teen dick, making gagging, dry heaving noises around your endowment. It looks unpleasant for her at first, but this seems to be the exact sort of penance she craves - to choke on underage cock until her nightmares subside.

You can’t help but feel a little disillusioned. Being a human in a galaxy full of strange aliens hasn’t always been the best, but even in your station as a young delinquent in the Citadel air ducts, you took some pride in your knowledge that your species was playing a key part in galactic affairs. Was this cock-sucking pig in front of you really the hero of the Alliance?

Her grip moves from your firm and sinfully young butt, sliding up to take your hands and place them in her hair. At the same time, she slides her overstuffed face off of your dick and looks up at you, her eyes trailing black mascara tears now. “Fuck my face!” she begs, spit bubbling out of her mouth, partially obscuring her words. Her iconic red hair is like a harness in your hands, and considering your disappointment in the discovery that the iconic Commander Shepard is just a kiddie-blowing cumdump, you’re inclined to fulfill her request. With all the strength your narrow hips can muster, you thrust forward and start pounding her mouth, making slapping sounds as your smooth pubis bangs off her nose and your balls hit her chin. Your knuckles are white with the tightness of your grip on her hair. This crazy woman corners you, rips your pants off, says a bunch of crazy nonsense and then begs you to skullfuck her? 12-year-old or no 12-year-old, you’re going to giver her what she deserves.

Boy, Commander Bailey is going to be surprised if one of his informants manages to peep this little show.

Shepard actually seems to be getting some pleasure from having her mouth and throat used as a sex toy, one of her hands is between her legs, fingering away. This reaction only cements your suspicion that she’s a complete whore, and whatever reservations you might have had about jamming your large cock into her mouth vanish like Eezo into the stellar wind. It’s so wet, so tight, and the vibrations of her gasping and choking only add to the pleasure. When you bury yourself to the balls it’s like your cock is going to be squeezed off! And that white stuff that comes out of your pubescent pee-hole in such abundance whenever you pick up a copy of Fornax and find a quiet place to do your business? You can feel it spurting down her throat in big, syrupy bursts, constantly leaking.

“Hit me!” she begs as soon as you pull your cock out, a huge rope of slimy saliva connecting her bottom lip to your engorged crown. “Slap me like a dumb bitch!” She’s insistent, clearly wanting to be punished for whatever imagined mistake she may have made, even in your tender years you’re savvy enough to know this episode isn’t really about you at all. Commander Shepard is simply using you as a proxy for some other kid she somehow failed… and it seems like she’s got a bushel of self-loathing and guilt to go along with that memory. Well, whatever - if that’s what she wants…

WHAP!

You slap her across the face with an open hand and then start banging your hard dick off her mouse and nose, creating a wet squelching sound, clubbing her face with your cock. There’s something satisfying about giving the famous Shepard a good cock-slapping, and she seems to revel in each impact, moaning with pleasure in a very unladylike way as her nose and lips are bludgeoned.

“Cum all over my worthless face!” she growls, and even though you’ve never been a member of the Alliance military, you know an order when you hear one. She does the honors, moving a hand to your shaft and jerking it up and down the spit-slick length, licking the crown and popping her soft lips off and on your cockhead in teasing fashion, each action calculated to drain the spunk from your heavy nuts. 12-year-olds not being known for their stamina, you don’t have much hope of lasting long. The orgasm blows through you like wildfire, the aching feeling of release unspeakable in it’s ecstasy, that feeling of emptying, of unloading. The thick, glue-like cum that fires from your foot-long fuckmeat is copious enough to make a sloppy splattering sound as it pours onto Shepard’s face. To her credit (or perhaps, discredit) she keeps her fierce eyes open the entire time, though they do roll back in her head as she herself cums. She’s achieved release, it seems, from the very act of taking your load. Her cheekbones, her freckles, her hair, it’s all splattered. She’s a mess criss-crossing strands of your thick issue. You’ve marked her as the property of a Citadel duct rat.

“Thank you,” she says, shuddering and looking up into your eyes like a slave that’s found an ideal owner. “Thank you so much!”

You smile. Your precocious appetites sated, you’ll let her go for now… but not before getting her endorsement.
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