A Big Blue Conspiracy

When Liara returned from her trip to Thessia, it seemed to have been a good trip, going by the way she practically leapt into Shepard’s arms. When she had been called home to the Asari Republics to investigate a rash of recent disappearances by tourists and non-Asari citizens, Shepard had told her to be careful and come back safe as always. She might've been the Shadow Broker, but Liara was still just one woman, and had the Republics not explicitly said they only needed and wanted Liara, she'd have gone charging in with her. They kissed, and then Liara told her about what a wonderful experience it had been, how it “opened her eyes” and helped her “realize the truth”. She said she couldn’t wait to share it with Shepard, but she had to wait. Jane, frankly, hadn’t a clue what she was talking about but was happy she was happy.

That night, they had the best sex of not only their relationship, but Jane’s entire life. She had long ago gotten used to the intertwining of their minds as well as their bodies, but this was like Liara’s biotics were riding her nervous system right up to her brain and dancing on her pleasure centers.

“Ah! Is this, ah, what you wanted to, ah, show me?” Jane panted. Liara grinned. At that moment, a simulated biotic cock was thrusting in and out of Shepard’s dripping pussy. It was so big, so thick, bigger than any sex toy the lesbian Jane had ever dared try.

“No. You have to be patient for that. This is just a fun trick I’ve been wanting to try. Like this.” She flicked her fingers and Jane’s eyes widened as she let out a loud cry of orgasmic ecstasy. She never knew you could use biotics to simulate ejaculating. If that had been real, she felt like she might have popped like a balloon.

The whole night was such a blur of purest delight. She woke up the next morning feeling owned, used, and craving more. Liara had already gone down to work in her office. As she went about her day, for the first time in an age, she found herself fantasizing. Fantasizing about Liara. Fantasizing about the Asari. A whole race of beautiful blue alien women, each more majestic than the most beautiful human women, even the supposedly perfect Miranda Lawson. She wasn’t fooling anyone. She was not perfect. Only the Asari were really perfect. She wanted them. She wanted all of them. More than that, she wanted them to want her, and wanted them to make her theirs.

…

Kasumi was nothing if not a snoop. When she was curious, or bored, she would wander about the ship looking for shiny things and listening for any juicy bits of gossip. Tonight, she had planned to sneak up into Shepard's quarters, copy down her personal correspondence, feed her fish, pet the hamster, and maybe steal one of the ships from her collection just to see if she noticed. And she would have, if not for the fact that while she was in the elevator going up, Liara stepped in to go down. Naked. Luckily, Kasumi was invisible, so Liara didn't immediately flay her alive. They stood next to each other in the elevator, Liara unaware of Kasumi, and Kasumi unable to take her eyes off Liara's generous bust.

Damn, she thought, they're bigger than her head... No wonder Shepard can't take her eyes off her... So firm... It can't be natural... Can it? Her mind wandered. It would be the last thing she ever did, but part of her desperately wanted to feel her up. Thankfully the door opened before it became too much of a temptation for her to resist. Liara stepped off on the engineering deck, causing Kasumi to frown curiously. Why the hell would she come down here? Making a quick decision, she bolted out of the elevator before the doors closed, and followed behind. She watched in the hall as Liara walked into the room formerly occupied by Grunt. Odd. They were mostly using the room for storage right now. After a couple seconds passed, a blue light started to glow in the open doorframe, and Kasumi crept closer. She peeked around the corner; she saw Liara holding up her hand, where a swirling sphere of biotic energy was gently glowing. It looked almost like a crystal ball, though Kasumi doubted she was using it to divine the future. Whatever it was, the other Asari in the room was fixated on it. Samara was staring like a zombie straight into the orb, completely entranced. Her clothes had been discarded at her feet and her mouth was hanging open as she stared deeply into the sphere. Liara supported her head by the chin in her other hand.

"Can you hear me?" Liara asked.

"Yes... Liara..." Samara droned.

"Listen to my voice. Stare into the light. Let it illuminate your mind, clearing the darkness of thought."

"Clear... Thought..."

"You've seen the light before haven't you? It guided you here. As I said it would before."

"Yes... Liara..."

"Good... You trust the light. Since the light is an extension of me, you trust me. Obey."

"Trust... You... I... obey..." She stood to attention. "I obey." She repeated, firmly, her eyes still fixated on the sphere, but with greater alertness than a moment ago. Liara smiled, reached down to a small kit sitting on a nearby crate, and pulled out a hypodermic needle. With one swift motion, she stuck it into Samara's neck. Samara did not even flinch.

"Do you remember what I told you last night?"

"Yes Liara."

"Good. Redress, then go rest. The virus will take several hours to rewrite your DNA and rewire your brain permanently. After that, you will be a new woman. Just like me. And then tomorrow night, you can help me show the crew and the galaxy the glory of the Asari."

"Yes Liara. Glory to the Asari." She began to redress, while Liara hid the tools she had used. By the time they were done and ready to go, Kasumi had bolted.

...

"And that's why I saw last night Shepard!" Kasumi finished. Shepard blinked, unsure of what else she should do given the story she just heard.

"So let me get this straight..." Shepard started. "You saw Liara, my bondmate, naked, hypnotizing Samara, also naked, and injecting her with some kind of virus, and this may be part of some ongoing plot against the ship?"

Bondmate? Kasumi thought. She never thought Shepard would go native, but that wasn't the issue here. "Yes!" She insisted. "I know it sounds crazy, but I really did see it! Have I ever lied to you before?"

"Lots of times," Shepard replied, "but I'll admit, I don't see what you have to gain from lying about this. Though I do have to ask, were you on something last night?"

"No! I swear. This happened." Shepard said nothing for a moment, considering. "Look," Kasumi continued, afraid she wasn't getting across. "I know how close you are with Liara, but I'm telling you something weird is going on."

"I... believe you," Shepard said reluctantly. It was hard to imagine a woman she'd known so intimately could suddenly be plotting against her, but then again, stranger things had happened. She let out a pained sigh, wondering if she'd regret this. "Right. Here's what we'll do. You keep an eye on Samara. Report anything strange. I'll confront Liara."

"You got it," Kasumi confirmed, relieved she had gotten through. She stood up and moved for the elevator.

"Observe only, Kasumi," Shepard insisted. "From the sound of things she doesn't consciously know anything about this. No use getting in her face." Kasumi turned around and nodded, then continued out, leaving Shepard to ponder what was to come. They had plans tonight. Liara was finally going to show her what she'd been so excited about when she came home, and now Shepard wasn't sure she wanted to see what it was.

...

Shepard, in nothing but her lingerie, lit some artificial candles. Liara was due up any moment now. She had thought long and hard about what she would do when the moment of confrontation came. When she came to her final decision, Shepard said a small silent prayer, asking whoever might be listening for forgiveness.

The elevator door opened, and Liara walked in, dressed equally scant.

"Hey," Shepard said, wringing her hands nervously.

"Hello Shepard," Liara smiled, making Shepard's heart flutter a little.

"You look... good..." Shepard swallowed. That was an understatement, she looked like a damn goddess.

"Thank you, Shepard," Liara said, walking up to her lover and securing a kiss. "Mmm... Well... Are you ready?"

"Almost... There's just one thing I need to talk to you about..." Shepard swallowed again, starting to pace back and forth in front of Liara.

"Of course. Anything."

"Last night," she started, watching Liara's face for any sign of reaction, "after we, uh... Well..." She was looking for a delicate way to say 'after you fucked my brains out for the second night in a row'.

"Yes?"

"Kasumi said she saw you. Down in the engineering bay. With Samara. She said you were doing something to her, and that you were going to do something to the crew..." Shepard said. Far from nervous, Liara looked amused.

"Oh really?" Liara asked with a small chuckle. "Well then Shepard, tell me, if that's the case, what are you going to do?" At that moment, Shepard stopped in front of her, and met her eyes. Those blue, piercing eyes, the way they stared into her very soul. She knew in that moment she had to commit to her decision, so she turned her body so she was fully facing Liara, and then gently went to her knees.

"I will do whatever you ask of me Liara. This ship and its crew are nothing compared to you. I am yours. I love you. Now and forever." Liara's grin stretched from ear to ear as she reached down and gently petted Shepard on the head. In that moment, all of Shepard's regrets about betraying her loyal crew simply faded away forever. She knew she made the right choice. Nothing could ever make her break away from Liara's control over her. Especially not when Liara had been subliminally fucking obedience into her these past few nights.

"Exactly what I wanted to hear. Now... For your reward... Embrace eternity..." Liara's eyes turned jet black as she guided Shepard to her feet and over to the bed, where she shoved her unresisting lover down on the mattress and climbed on top of her. Shepard's mind, once so complex and stubborn, melted into Liara's. In this moment, they were one, and now it was time for Shepard to feel as Liara did. She used her biotics to tear off Shepard's skimpy outfit, then her own, then she started to ravish her. With the new sense she had of Shepard's every sensation, Liara was able to keep Jane's pleasure in perfect sync with her own as the two began to fuck like they were in heat. Hours passed like minutes as the pair lost themselves in each other, their bodies almost as intertwined as their minds. With each orgasm they shared, Liara grew more energetic, and Shepard's desire and appreciation for the Asari grew ever more intense. She no longer simply wished to be owned and dominated by one of them. She wished to be one of them. To join them as one of their own. This was the destiny of her entire species. To live for thousands upon thousands of years alongside their true blue mistresses, enslaved, used, and thrown away on their whims. It was a glorious destiny, and she would die to make it real. Liara could sense her thoughts and laughed.

"Are you ready Shepard?! Are you ready to experience the greatest moment of your pathetic life?!" She cried in the throes of orgasmic delight.

"Yes! Show me the light Liara!"

She did. At the moment of climax, both erupted in blue biotic flames, and Shepard's humanity was burned away. Her skin turned blue and sequined, her hair disintegrated and scalp crests grew in their place, her tits and ass swelled as her waist shrunk, and her eyes turned a deep shade of blue as all independent thought simply faded away, subsumed by the will of Liara T'Soni. The only thing that remained of the human being she had been was the outline of her face. The rest of her features now bore the unmistakable elegance of the Asari. The new blue alien who had formerly been Commander Jane Shepard simply collapsed in bed ****. The transformation would take a lot out of her, they had told Liara that when they had inducted her into their ranks.

There were those in the Asari Republics who felt as if their species was too complacent. The time had come to assert their dominance, and they had found the means to do it. Not only did they possess the ability to mate with any other species and produce Asari children, they could also convert others into Asari, ones who were totally subservient to the wills of those who turned them. It was a rare gift, a genetic mutation even rarer than the Ardat-Yakshi, forbidden, almost entirely forgotten, but the ruling coven on Thessia had finally embraced it, spreading the mutation covertly through their society with aid of secret Prothean technology, and were now pushing for the species to spread like a sexy blue plague. Given that a side effect of the mutation was insatiable desires for more sexual conquests, it wouldn't be long before they really got underway. That was why they had recalled her to Thessia. They wanted to talk, and see if they couldn't make the galaxy's most powerful Asari see things their way, and maybe use her connections to spread the gift to Asari beyond the reach of their homeland.

Liara had been abhorred by the idea at first, until they showed her the place she would occupy in this new galaxy of theirs. Mistress of her former lover, friends, and colleagues, all remade in her image to do with as she wished. The idea was horrific, but it was oh so hot. She wanted it, she wanted power, she wanted control, she wanted it all, and through them she could have it. She thought about her acceptance of the mutation, and stroked the **** head of her lover's new body. She would need a new name, she realized, they all would.

A new age was beginning. The age of the Asari.