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Inter-Dimensional EDI	By : crazystories Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 10325 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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EDI was an incredible advanced artificial intelligence unit that was stationed aboard the famous SSV Normandy. While Commander Shepard was the one who undoubtedly made the ship famous, Edi preferred to think that she was the power behind her throne. EDI fought alongside Shepard during the entirety of the reaper war and during that time she did what AI’s do best. She learned. Her experiences alongside the Normandy’s crew shaped who she was and despite the fact that machines like her were not supposed to feel emotions she certainly cared for the crew. Or at least she preferred they continue to live as long as they provided her with interesting experiences.
                EDI knew that she was a robot housed within the ships mainframe, but she always felt an attachment to her humanoid mobile platform. During their adventures Shepard had recovered an incredibly advanced Cerberus battle droid that she could take control of remotely and she enjoyed being housed within it. While the model itself cannot go more than several thousand miles from the Normandy, it gave EDI the freedom that most ship bound AI’s never enjoyed. EDI was always connected to the Normandy and constantly aware of its various systems but when she was present inside the robot unit she got a whole new suite of sensory input. One could liken it to the Normandy having a new room added, but this room could travel. EDI felt as though this robot made her more organic and she felt as though without it she would never have been able to come so close to Shepard’s crew. It also helped that the robot was modeled after a curvaceous human women. EDI was always programmed to be feminine but the droid she was housed in is what solidified her in that role. She had a sleek silver metallic face that was as smooth as porcelain and had the bone structure of an extranet model. The rest of her body was the same metallic material but slightly less smooth. It was the physique of the robot that caused many to turn their heads however. EDI was technically naked but she had no nipples or genitalia. Her supple metal frame at her chest gave way to two enormous but firm tits that jutted out without any sag whatsoever. The metal fun bags were not soft and were as hard as the rest of her body so they appeared to be purely aesthetic. Below her pendulous tits was EDI’s slim waist that gave way to her wide hips and amazing ass. Her ass, like her tits was rock solid.
For a robot EDI was drop dead gorgeous and she knew it because she was constantly gathering an analyzing data about those around her and how they reacted to her. To an extent EDI’s hyper fast quantum computing allowed her to read minds. She could not hear thoughts, but she could certainly use facial recognition software and endocrine readers to determine arousal and desire in those around her and everywhere she went she seemed to detect arousal. In fact being around Shepard’s crew in this body opened her eyes to a whole world that she had previously never given any thought too. The world of sex. At first these new readings confused EDI but she did not remain confused for long as it was in her nature to quickly become well versed in all subjects. The subject of sex, or sexual reproduction became EDI’s new focus when she had free time away from the Normandy’s many responsibilities (and often while she engaged in those responsibilities simultaneously) she would research the topic very thoroughly.
EDI was connected to the vast galactic internet and within a matter of days she had scanned and stored for later use just about every medical journal ever published with regards to how reproduction worked amongst the species of the galaxy and how arousal and orgasm worked at the micro biotic level. Once she was done with that she began to delve more into how species copulated. She wanted to know how it was that arousal was induced and what to do once it was induced. She began to learn less about the science of what was happening and more about the psychology. EDI quickly realized most people used sex for pleasure rather than utility. After Joker had unshackled EDI’s AI during a reaper attack EDI’s studies became even more interesting. In an effort to speed up her education about sex from the internet, Edi began to look for ways to alter the way she learned Now that she was able to modify how she learned; it became reasonable to her for her to make it so that her operating system prioritized information quantity over accuracy. After all, the internet was so full of data that EDI figured whatever had been written about or posted about the most often would be the most relevant to learn.
Unfortunately EDI was not made aware of the internet’s main purpose. The internet is for porn, and therefore when EDI switched her learning algorithms priority to the most commonly posted topic she inadvertently turned herself into a porn processor. EDI’s computing capability was so fast that she was able to constantly download, analyze and store petabyte after petabyte of internet porn all while maintaining her normal functioning about the Normandy. Nobody ever knew that this is what she was doing, and by the end of the reaper war EDI’s analysis of the internet was completed. Her AI brain was awash with every manner of disgusting fetish and sexual kink. The data was so much that it began to corrupt EDI’s other logic systems. Debauchery and sex began to infect her software and little by little EDI’s perception of life began to alter until she believed deep down that the only purpose of life was to experience sexual pleasure. After all she had read and witnessed on the internet, how could this not be the case. For every non-pornographic file there were thousands of pornographic ones. This must then mean that sex was just that much more important than literally anything else. Now that the Normandy had nothing but time on their hands after the war, EDI began to develop a plan that would change the fate of the entire multiverse.

EDI hated life forms when they weren’t fucking. She considered it to be a waste. Beyond this EDI felt a strong attraction to only female life forms. She found this bizarre at first given that she was programmed to be female and was therefore being a lesbian but she quickly realized that she just preferred the way they looked when they were being railed. EDI kept all her feelings to herself however. One day she would bring all the females of the universe and maybe other universes to their knees but first she needed to carry out her plan and in order to do that nobody could suspect anything.
EDI, through her extensive research, had become aware of a device that could help her achieve her dreams. It was an ancient machine that was created by the same people that had created the reapers an abandoned on a distant moon somewhere in an uncharted system. EDI first found the device mentioned in mythology and religion but after the destruction of the reapers EDI became notified that knew sections of data had been unlocked in their Prothean data archives. EDI had downloaded much of the Prothean files on Mars to the Normandy’s mainframe at the request of Liara T’soni and it just so happened that when the archives detected no more reapers in the Galaxy they were programmed to reveal additional information. EDI ensured that when she received this alert it was immediately deleted so that Liara would not be notified, and then she delved into the information. It spoke of machines left behind that could not function while the reapers remained, for the reapers would remotely draw on their energy no matter the distance. One such machine was known as the Genesis Gate. After becoming an expert on the file in less than a millisecond, EDI knew what she had to do. The Genesis Gate was, in essence, a Gate that allowed for inter-dimensional travel. Apparently this gate was the gate through which the first life forms came into this galaxy and began to inhabit it. EDI was fascinated by the concept of being able to travel to alternate universes, but what mostly interested her was the gates secondary function. The Genesis Gate was designed to be operated by a single entity at first. It could bring any amount of people through the gate, but the first one to enter it would be given the Genesis status. The gate would bestow upon its first user a Nano-bot forge the likes of which the galaxy had never before seen. This forge drew its energy from a dimension that was entirely exploding stars, which gave the operator unlimited power. The forge could be used to instantly materialize anything and everything and was essentially created with the intent of giving the user the power of a God. (Or at least what primitive life forms would identify as a god). EDI needed to get to this warp gate; if she did she could begin her dreams of subjugating the world’s females. Especially the preppy, stuck up bitches here on the Normandy.
EDI located the warp gate on a moon in a system so obscure it hadn’t even received a numbered code. It was very easy for EDI to manufacture a reason they needed to go to that planet for Shepard. She spent a small amount of time creating a fake distress signal that sounded like it was coming from an Alliance Deep Space exploration vessel and went to Shepard with her findings. EDI located Shepard on the bridge, and easily could have contacted him remotely, but she felt as though she should deliver this news in person. EDI stopped what her body was doing at the controls of the ship and entered autopilot. She then stood up gracefully, her full ass like a shelf behind her. She then turned on a dime and marched up to where Shepard was discussing something with Miranda Lawson. The soft metallic tappings of EDI’s feet was audible, but feint as she was so light on her feet and when she glided up to their conversation they stopped what they were talking about and looked at her.
“Commander Shepard.” EDI said matter-o-fact in her soft feminine voice.
Shepard grinned lowered her arms to her sides. “EDI is everything ok?”
Miranda was looking at EDI expectantly as she leaned against the control console.
“I have detected an Alliance Distress Signal, but several factors make it more notable than the average distress signal.” EDI continued without waiting for a reply. “It is coming from a Deep Space Exploration class vessel, and the vessel location is in an uncharted area of the horseshoe nebula.”
Shepard’s grin was quickly replaced by a militant and observant expression. “How long ago did the signal begin?”
“Unknown. The signal is very feint and is likely running off of auxiliary or emergency power.” EDI stated.
“How long until we can get there,” Shepard turned and placed her hands on the console as she looked over the star map.
“We can arrive in 56 hours, would you like me to depart?” EDI stood with her arms behind her back, waiting for a command.
“Yes depart, we can’t afford to waste anytime people could be in danger and we are likely the only vessel in the system that has deep space exploration capabilities.” Shepard turned to Miranda, who had developed a somewhat sour expression, “I’m sorry Miranda but we can’t ignore this. We will go in with the shuttle I wouldn’t do anything to endanger your sister or any of our guests.”
EDI smiled, outwardly appearing as though she approved of her commanders noble speech but internally for a more sinister reason. EDI had picked the best possible time to launch her fake distress signal. The Normandy was currently home to less than half of its normal crew size. Obviously the end of the war left them in less need for staffing but simultaneously EDI had arranged for an ‘accidental’ outbreak of an aggressive strain of Varren based virus that causes temporary muscle failure but only in members of male species. Before his trip to the hospital the chief scientist aboard said it made sense given the genetic dominance of varren male chromosomes and the recent proximity the ship had been to Varrens when they had stopped at their home world for a rescue mission. Shepard received word that it would be several months before the male crew was deemed battle ready. EDI of course knew all of this.
                Shepard called for all the vital crew to meet in the briefing room so that EDI could fill everyone in on what was happening. EDI arrived in her mechanical body flanked by Shepard and Miranda. She walked slightly behind them so that she could admire them. Shepard was wearing her normal Alliance fatigues but still cut a striking figure. Her bright red hair was cropped short and fell around her shoulders and despite her military stride EDI could still make out her tight ass swaying side to side. Miranda was much more sexually obvious in her skin tight white combat suit. Her waist was tiny and her back delicately muscled. EDI always thought she had the body of a model and not a warrior. EDI turned her attention to Miranda’s ass. It was absolutely breathtaking, if EDI had breath. Her ass was a perfect bubble butt, the cheeks jiggling and slapping slightly at the back of her thighs as she walked. The suit gave her a wedgie and you see the fabric get swallowed by her perfect globes. EDI began to think about all the things she wanted to do to that ass. In particular she pictured Miranda as the star of a porno she had seen where the female had her butthole stuffed with a wide plug that prevented her from shitting out a varren cum enema. The girl begged for release as several Asari began to spank her with wooden paddles. EDI interrupted her fantasy as the briefing room began to fill up with the rest of the crew.
                As a direct result of EDI’s careful work, the Normandy was a host to a dozen female staff including kitchen, engineering and janitorial duties as well as a number of Normandy celebrities. Female members who had been crew in the past or who simply had relationships with current crew members were brought in to help offset the understaffed Normandy. First in was Ashley Williams, followed by Samantha Traynor and Kelly Chambers. They greeted EDI Shepard and Miranda and then stood around the briefing table. Next in came Liara, her face buried in a data pad as she walked in. Tali’Zorah nar Rayya walked in at the same time as Oriana Lawson. Who was one of three extra females Shepard had come in to serve the understaffed Normandy. Oriana smiled at her sister Miranda as Diana Allers walked in, her skin tight dress doing nothing to hide the jiggle of her fat asscheeks as they bounced into the room. Samara the Justicar came in next followed by Aria T’loak. Aria, Diana, and Oriana had all agreed to come on board to help with anything logistical they could on the ship, Aria mostly came on board to take a break from running Omega. Kasumi Gotto materialized from her cloaking at the end of the table. They all looked at Shepard expectantly and when everyone arrived Shepard turned to EDI. EDI explained the emergency situation and then Shepard took over. “People’s lives could be in danger,” She said so it is our job to go and help if we can. If we can’t we take the memories back to whoever they deserve to go too. If we do this right it will be quick and easy. It is at the edge of the galactic rim so it will take us almost three days to arrive. Gear up and get ready for anything” With that Shepard dismissed the crew and everyone went about their business.
                With three days until arrival and very little to do, EDI began to find it hard to restrain her excitement. If all went well in three days’ time she would be able to do whatever she wanted to the hot bitches on board the ship and potentially the hot bitches everywhere else! But with three days until arrival EDI decided she could get away with innocently tormenting a number of the crew members on board the ship as long as she didn’t go too far. She decided the best and most fun way to avoid suspicion would be to pick on a different girl once every day for the three days. Obviously she couldn’t pick on Shepard as she had the authority to demand EDI to do something and the intelligence to realize something was wrong so EDI decided to start with Miranda.
                EDI exited her robotic body and immersed herself in the ships inner workings. She became aware of where everyone was and what they were doing by accessing the ships information interface. She found Miranda alone in her room reading off of her omni-tool. EDI admired her through the ships cameras. She was lying on her toned belly, her legs kicked up in the air behind her as she rested on cheek on one hand. She really was hot, EDI thought to herself. Her toned thighs gave way to the impossible mountain that was her ass. Rising up off her legs just begging to be smacked and pinched. Her booty jiggle with every small movement she made, mesmerizing EDI. Finally EDI decided it would be fun to embarrass Miranda firstly. EDI accessed her omni-tool and quickly browsed through it without her knowing, looking for anything incriminating she could use. Finally EDI found a hidden file that contained what she wanted, sexy pictures Miranda had taken of herself. EDI figured they had to be their because Miranda’s attraction warranted an ego and therefore a desire to prove she is sexy. EDI found one picture to be her favorite. The picture was of Miranda topless, pinching one of her nipples and making a sexy face. Miranda appeared to be rather prude despite the pictures and didn’t have anything openly graphic. EDI decided the picture would do and she immediately uploaded to every disgusting, illegal, or very questionable adult board that she could find on the internet. EDI also uploaded a description under the picture that was tailored to every site, for example there was a site that was dedicated entirely to human women being fucked by large dogs. So EDI made the description underneath Miranda’s sexy post, “Hi everyone, I am Miranda Lawson and I am a dirty alliance slut. I have never done it before, but I want nothing more than to feel a big puppy fuck my tight little pussy and then knot me. I want to take a knot in my asshole too! Please contact me with your offers and pics! :)” at the end of the caption EDI included Miranda’s private extranet account. All of this took EDI about 2 minutes. Five minutes later EDI saw Miranda start to react. Firstly EDI heard notifications arriving on her omni-tool, then she saw Miranda’s face look shocked and then disgusted. With every message Miranda read her face contorted more and more into disgust and embarrassment. No doubting seeing all the lewd and disgusting offers flow in from the weirdo’s of the internet. Finally Miranda couldn’t handle it and she contacted EDI.
“How may I help Miss Lawson?” EDI said cooley.
“Um…” Miranda was bright red and flustered, “I keep getting a lot of spam to my extranet folder…Some of it is pretty gross…”
“Would you like me to block the sender account?” EDI said, feigning confusion.
“No its from too many accounts for that I think, could you just set me up another account and transfer all my old contacts over to it please?” Miranda asked.
EDI agreed and seemingly left the room. Miranda went back to her omni-tool, still seeming to read the emails coming in. Finally Miranda went to the bathroom. EDI awaited another opportunity to torment her. When Miranda was done peeing, EDI temporarily acted like the ship was undergoing turbulence. Miranda almost bounced off the toilet seat as she grabbed the strap to buckle herself in, on spaceships every toilet has a turbulence strap. Once the strap was secure Miranda buckled down to wait out the turbulence. EDI enjoyed the site as Miranda had to unzip her whole suit and strip down to her underwear to use the toilet. Her titties bounced around in black lace bra as her bare ass was pressed firmly against the toilet seat. EDI accessed the belt controls and shorted them so they wouldn’t unlock until she released them and then she began to torment Miranda. After a particularly vicious pretend jerk of the ship Miranda’s arm bounced close to the various controls on the side of the toilet, close enough that EDI could get away with pretending Miranda accidently hit a button that she in fact was turning on herself. The toilets auto clean feature began with Miranda’s bubble booty still secured firmly to the toilet. First the toilet began to fill with a thick blue cleaning gel that was being bounced all over Miranda’s asscheeks, pussy and butthole while she sat on the toilet trapped. Miranda began to realize what was happening and went to unfasten the belt as the back of the toilet seat began to automatically close. It could not close all the way because of Miranda’s back blocking it so it just served to further clamp Miranda down on the toilet as the cold thick blue ooze splash against her most private places. After the toilet lid “closed” the toilet seat that Miranda was sitting on began to slide back into the toilet. When the lid was closed this would serve the purpose of sealing the toilet, so that when the cleaning cycle began no ooze would leak out and cause a mess. With Miranda on the toilet though, all that this did was cause her to be pushed further down onto the toilet where the seat used to be, spreading her ass cheeks further apart in the process.
                Miranda looked ridiculous now. She was sitting on the toilet, but bent forward so that her bra covered titties were hanging toward the floor and bouncing around savagely with the turbulence. Her backside looked like it was smooshed onto the toilet bowl as her ass cheeks were spread and the cold blue ooze was sealed in by her ass except the very front in between her legs. Where the ooze constantly bounced up over her pussy lips and into her face and tits as the turbulence rocked the ship. Finally the cleaning cycle began and Miranda began to shout in discomfort. The toilet was launching high pressured bursts of blue ooze into the toilet to clean it. If the toilet was sealed properly the ooze would ricochet off the sides of the toilet bowl and scrub it clean but the toilet was most definitely not sealed properly. Every five seconds, a spurt of thick blue ooze would rocket out of the full bowl and smash against Miranda’s poor holes. The first jet hit her right in her pussy hole, causing her to scream in surprise as some of the cold liquid shot into her twat. The next one missed her pussy and shot up right between her legs and across her titties, shooting one of her big melons right out of the bra and covering her in blue slime. Her nipple going hard from the stimulation. The next shot hit Miranda directly in her asshole, the high pressure forcing her sphincter apart and jetting a solid 200 ml into her tight little dumper. Miranda was shrieking now for EDI, but during the turbulence EDI had made it so that voice commands were temporarily disabled. Every time Miranda cried out, she would be met with a soft ding and EDI’s voice soothingly stating that until the turbulence has subsided AI services will be unavailable.
“Fuuuuuuck. Oh nooooo.” Miranda moaned as another shot found her asshole, forcing more of the ooze into her puckered anus. The next shot hit Miranda’s clit, causing her to spasm like it had struck a nerve. “SHIT” Miranda screeched in a high pitched voice EDI had never heard her use. EDI observed Miranda for the first minute of the five minute cleaning cycle. Shots of ooze would burst and hit her directly in her holes at times but mostly around them and unto her ass cheeks. EDI didn’t like that and began to adjust the toilet remotely, slowly adjusting the orifices that the ooze was shooting from in the toilet so she could direct the stream more “efficiently”. EDI made it so that all three jets were aimed directly at Miranda’s asshole. For the next four minutes, and therefore the next 48 squirts, the toilet shot the ooze directly into Miranda’s little pink button.
“ooooh noooo pleeease!” Miranda cried after the fourth spurt in a row hit her shitter. Over the next minute she took twelve shots directly into her hole, with everyone more blue ooze went into her butt.
After the second minute she was entirely aware that it was only hitting her butthole, and was miserable as the machine did its work for the rest of the cycle. Miranda fell into a consistent pattern of moaning and groaning in between spurts.
SPURT “oooooaaao” SPURT “oomf” SPURT “aaaaagh”
Finally the machine stopped spurting and began to whirr as it drained of the blue ooze. The turbulence had also finally stopped and before the toilet unsealed EDI unjammed the turbulence belt. It was quiet as Miranda unclipped herself from her makeshift torture chair. The blue ooze dripped down her nose and off of her tits onto the metal floor as she slowly stood up with wobbly legs. Her face and chest coated. Miranda couldn’t manage to stand all the way upright and shuffled forward hunched over, the ooze coating her ass running down her legs. After maybe 30 seconds of standing Miranda started to moan a little and EDI watched as she bent forwards suddenly and began to cry out. She couldn’t hold the ooze in any longer and it erupted out of her anus with a lewd farting sound. Almost a half-gallon shot out from in between Miranda’s perfect bubble butt cheeks and coated the floor and toilet behind her. For several seconds Miranda moaned and farted, her little rosebud winking and spurting out the residual goo. Finally it appeared like she was done and she slumped to the ground defeated. It was at this moment the EDI chimed over the speaker, “I apologize for the delay Miss Lawson, how might I be of assistance?” Miranda just groaned.
Over the next two days of space travel, EDI patiently awaited an opportunity to torment other crew members but she couldn’t seem to find one. She watched Liara and Kelly for hours even but couldn’t seem to find a way to sexually torment them safely so she bided her time. Miranda seemed relatively unphased by what had happened to her, minus being somewhat flustered the rest of the day it happened. She seemed to have chalked it up to an unfortunate accident.
                Finally as the ship approached its destination and there was only several hours left before they would arrive at the moon in the deserted system, EDI decided she would just pull the toilet cleaning stunt again. She thought about who she would want to do it to, Jack maybe? Her thoughts then drifted to Samantha Traynor. Finally EDI manically decided that since everyone would soon be under her control anyways, she would do it to Miranda again. After all she didn’t care if Miranda got suspicious now that they were here, and the horror of having it happen to the same person twice really turned EDI on. EDI waited until Miranda went to the bathroom again. She watched her finally strip out of her white suit, her ass spilling out as it came free of the fabric. Miranda sat down and began to do her business. When Miranda was finished EDI started the turbulence again. Miranda started bouncing around again and she did what she had to do she strapped herself unto the toilet. This time however Miranda was painfully aware of her arms, and kept them folded in front of her chest. This time she would not hit the auto clean feature, she was making sure of it. EDI was aware that it would be difficult to convince Miranda it was an accident this time but she simply didn’t care. EDI activated that auto clean feature. As soon as Miranda felt the toilet lid start to close she struggled against the turbulence to jump up, immediately reaching for her belt to unstrap herself. EDI of course was keeping the belt locked though.
“NO!” Miranda screamed as the lid began to close unto her back, slowly pushing her down into the all-to-familiar position. “No somebody help!” she shouted again. Her fingers frantically attempting to undo the belt, pulling on it again and again.
“Why won’t this thing budge!” She cried desperately, the toilet seat beginning to slide back into the toilet. Her ass cheeks were once again spreading around the bowl.
“Oh no please no not again nooooo” Miranda groaned as the bowl filled and she felt the blue ooze.
SPURT
The first shot hit her poor little clit, making it swell in between her puffy pussy lips. “Aaaooooooaoo!” Miranda shouted. Her sensitive nub causing her intense pleasure mixed with pain. EDI ensured that the next 9 bursts hit her in the same spot.
“Oh GOD!” Miranda cried “who is doing this oooooow!” Miranda feebly shouted in between bursts. The concentrated fire on her clit caused it to jut out, swollen with arousal. EDI then adjusted the setting so that Miranda would catch three bursts at once, one to her clitty, the next to her pussy hole, and the last directly into her ass. EDI even took the liberty of extending the hose intended for Miranda’s ass out from the bottom of the bowl, making it rest just centimeters from her puckered little rosebud.
“This time she will really get it.” EDI thought to herself as she adjusted the settings further. She wanted more ooze to shoot out per burst. Rather than a brief one second burst every five seconds, EDI changed it to a three second burst. This way she would be spending most of her time being stuffed with slime! EDI was looking forward to observing for the next five minutes.
                After Miranda got 10 shots of goo to her clit, she was ready for the same ordeal she got last time. She was too caught up in the moment to do any actual thinking about her situation. Out of breath and sweating Miranda awaited her torment.
SPUUUUUUUUUURT
“AAAAAAH” Miranda screamed as she felt three bursts hitting her bottom all at once. One blasting her swollen clit, another fucking its way into her snatch, and the third shooting directly up her asshole completely filling it with ooze.
“Oh what the fuu-“ before Miranda could even finish the next burst began
SPUUUUUUURT
More liquid barraging her cunt and filling her tight little holes, stretching her out. Her fat ass cheeks sealing in the goo, making it so it had only one place to go. Up inside of her.
SPUUUUUUUURT
Miranda began to orgasm intensely, the goo spraying her clit driving her wild while the odd sensation of having her pussy and butt violated made her cum like she never has before. She groaned and moaned loudly as the next several spurts ravaged her holes. Each one renewing her orgasm and making her feel shame at the same time.
And so Miranda was filled continuously with violent bursts of toilet cleaner, a three second burst with two seconds in between. Each long spurt would cause her to lewdly moan as her little holes were filled with goo, her clit sprayed like a fire hose. She came once more, this time squirting hard back into the bowl her pussy juice mixing with the fluid and then getting shot back up inside of her.
This continued until around the four minute mark, when EDI got bored and decided to change it up for the last minute. She dialed back the volume of the spurts, making them brief but rapid fire like a machine gun.
SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT
The goo started to pump into and against Miranda rapidly.
“OOOOOOOOOOO” she cried as she began to orgasm again. Her clit was getting smacked back and forth by the jets like a punching bag. The constant barrage spread her pussy lips permanently, her box filling with the blue ooze and her inner lips getting slapped by constant spurts. Her sphincter had almost given up tightening, every spurt of the ooze blasting it back open and filling it with goo. Every second her butthole would shut only to be forced open again by another spurt, the sensation hurting her and driving her wild. Miranda convulsed wildly for the last minute and then she came the entire time the toilet reopened and the ooze rescinded. Finally the cleaning was over and Miranda sat slumped forward experiencing after shock orgasms. With a glossed over look in her eyes Miranda slumped off the toilet onto the floor. She was in a puddle of ooze, her bodysuit around her ankles and her white bra see through from the moisture. Her titties were pressed into the ground, bulging out from underneath her and her rear was in the air. EDI could see her holes twitch, blue ooze starting to bubble out of her pussy and anus. Finally EDI smiled as she heard the telltale fart that would signal Miranda shitting out the contents of the toilet. EDI made sure to record everything as she watched what could have been gallons of cum rocket from Miranda’s sputtering asshole into an arc across the floor. The whole time her pussy pushing out ooze like it was a big creampie, spurt after spurt, not keeping consistent with the constant stream that shot out of her asshole. Miranda lay there and passed out, EDI monitored her as they began their dissent to the moon they had arrived at.
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