Kelly

Kelly, who had been watching the entire scene unfold with a mix of envy and excitement, could wait no longer. She stepped out of the shadows, her own arousal evident as she approached the shower. "I want a taste," she demanded, her voice thick with lust. The other women stepped aside, allowing her access to Shepard's still-kneeling form.

Her eyes gleaming, Kelly bent down and captured Shepard's mouth in a searing kiss, her tongue delving deep to taste Samara on the human's lips. Shepard moaned into the kiss, her body responding to the sudden change in dynamics as she kissed back with a passion that surprised even herself. The kiss was hungry, almost ****, a testament to the desire that had been building in her since the moment she had become their naked pet.

Kelly's hands roamed over Shepard's body, her fingertips tracing the curves and valleys of her soaked form. She broke the kiss, her eyes raking over Shepard's face before she spoke, her voice a seductive whisper. "You're going to make me come so hard, pet," she promised.

With a wicked smile, she turned the showerhead to its lowest setting and aimed it at Shepard's pussy. The water hit her with a gentle, insistent rhythm, sending shivers through her body as the cool spray mixed with her own arousal. Shepard gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as the sensation grew more intense.

Kelly watched the reaction with glee, her own desire spiking as she saw the effect she was having. She knelt down beside Shepard, her hand replacing the showerhead as she began to stroke the human's clit with a slow, deliberate motion. Her other hand reached up to pinch Shepard's nipple, rolling it between her fingers as the woman beneath her squirmed with pleasure.

The room was alive with the sound of their mingled breaths, the water pattering against the shower floor, and the occasional groan or whisper of encouragement from the other females. Shepard's eyes locked onto Kelly's, her body moving in time with the other woman's hand.

Her hips began to rock against Kelly's touch, seeking more, craving the release that was just out of reach. The tension grew, winding tighter and tighter as Shepard felt herself spiraling towards climax. Her moans grew louder, filling the small space as the water continued to cascade down around them.

Kelly leaned in, her teeth grazing Shepard's neck as she whispered, "Come for me, pet. Let me feel how much you want this." And with those words, Shepard's body obeyed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave, her muscles tightening and releasing in a symphony of pleasure.

Her legs gave out, and she would have fallen if not for the firm grip of the women around her, their hands holding her upright as she rode out the intense sensations. The room spun around her, and all she could do was let the waves of pleasure wash over her as she succumbed to the will of her new mistresses.

When the last of her tremors subsided, Shepard looked up to find herself surrounded by the smiling faces of her crewmates. They all knew what she had become, what they had made her, and she realized with a strange mix of dread and exhilaration that she was only just beginning her new role.