Shepard Answers the Call

Jane moaned shamelessly as she straddled her rolled-up pillow and rolled her hips even faster than she had been. Humping a pillow wouldn't get her off, she knew - it never had, and she highly doubted it ever would - but once she'd realised that she could just go and find Tali for relief if she needed to, she'd happily resorted to her favourite free time activity. Namely, grinding her pussy against the soft mass for hours on end - sometimes dragging the action out with languid movement and idly fantasies of romantic scenes, other times bucking her hips fast and hard to thoughts of rough, primal fucking - as she immersed herself in pleasure.

Clad in nothing but a sports bra and compression shorts, both bearing an N7 symbol, she threaded her fingers through her hair as her motions and her deep, panting breaths emphasised the size of her bust. Even compressed and constrained by Jane's custom-made top, they were shockingly large on her otherwise lean frame - big enough to comfortably fill Jane's hands and have plenty of pale, squeezable flesh to spare - and maintained a slight bounce in spite of the tight material. Her nipples were prominently visible through the fabric, practically begging to be pinched, rubbed and pulled by some shameless pervert, even a different shameless pervert than their owner. God, she thought as she began to slow her pace a little, I can't wait for Tali to get her hands on these.

"Cumdumpster Shepard, please report to the cockpit immediately. There is a fat, throbbing cock that requires your attention."

Jane's breathe caught in her throat and she lurched to one side as her entire body abruptly froze up at the sound of EDI's voice coming over the speakers. Did she just call me... Was she moaning? What?! "S-Sorry, EDI," she panted, forcing her heart to stop racing as she tried to process the AI's words, "could you repeat that?"

"Commander Shepard," the ship's computer obliged in her usual calm monotone, "please report to the cockpit immediately. There is an urgent matter that requires your attention." There was a pause as if she was waiting for Shepard to call her out, before she continued. "Engineer Tali'Zorah has a number of issues that she needs to consult with you on and, for various reasons, leaving the cockpit and coming to your quarters would be... impractical for her, currently. Oh, and she would also like to specify-" Shepard froze in the act of looking for a coherent outfit. "-that you should come dressed as you are or not dressed at all."

"EDI," Jane asked slowly, more outraged at the breach of privacy than Tali's apparent request, "what did I say about accessing the cameras in my quarters? You know, the part where I ordered you not to do it?" She didn't try to finish dressing though, her mind already rationalising the sheer gall of Tali's specification - after all, the only person on the Normandy who wasn't interested in seeing her in her underwear or out of it was Cortez, and he was as gay as it got. "I'm sorry, Shepard," EDI replied, "but you are no longer the highest authority on this vessel. Tali will explain." With that, the AI signed off and left Jane to her own devices.

Jane took a couple of deep, calming breaths - trying to ignore the way her nipples rubbed against the material of her sports bra - and strode purposefully out of the room. The corridor outside was empty, as was every one she passed down on the way to the cockpit - even the CIC itself was empty. EDI's up to something, she thought to herself, there's no other reason for everyone to be absent. Even Campbell and Westmoreland, normally stood on guard outside, had been absent - although the wet, muffled noises she'd heard coming from one of the wall closets on the way over may have had something to do with that. "Alright, EDI," she said as she approached the cockpit door, "you'd better not be-"

click-hiss

The wave of hot, humid, musky air that rushed out when the door opened hit Jane in the face like a speeding truck. She visibly rocked back on her heels as her nostrils flared and her eyelids fluttered at the unforgettable scents of sweaty envirosuit, female arousal and Tali's massive cock lying so thick in the air that she could taste them. The loud plap-plap-plap of flesh on synthetic material and the load, lewd moans echoing around the small room were barely even noted as she took a couple of faltering steps inside and the door closed behind her. "Thank you for coming so quickly, Shepard," EDI congratulated her patronisingly over the speakers, "I hope that you cum this quickly every time you are asked to from now on."

The reason for EDI's use of the ship's comms rather than her mobile platform quickly became apparent once Jane's mind rebooted itself enough to process what she was seeing. Tali was sat in the pilot's chair, legs spread wide and ass close enough to the edge that her balls were dangling off of it, while the naked form of Kelly Chambers bounced in her lap. Jane couldn't help but lick her lips and stare at the other woman's fucked-senseless expression, with her rolled-back eyes and tongue lolling out of her brainlessly-smiling mouth, or the way her normally-flat belly was being bulged out over and over by Tali's massive alien cock. "Nngh, Sh-Shepard," the girl in question groaned, hidden behind the bouncing, moaning woman, "y-you're just in- OH! OH, KEEEEELLLLAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" There was a sound like an industrial-sized vat of treacle bubbling, then with a series of loud, gooey schlorp noises and a drawn-out, shuddering sigh of ecstacy from Kelly, the Yeoman's belly began to bulge obscenely until she looked fit to drop a quartet of babies - or to burst.

EDI's body continued its oral **** on Tali's balls throughout the entire process, wiggling her phat android ass from side to side and giving Jane a clear view of her drooling synthetic cunt lips. As the flow began to taper off - seemingly more for Kelly's safety than because Tali was actually finished - EDI backed off with a loud, wet POP as her lips unsealed after a particularly intense kiss, stood up and lifted Kelly off of Tali's cock before setting her down in the copilot's seat. The other redhead slumped, clearly ****, and Jane watched as Tali's load began to ooze thickly from the gaping cockholster she'd turned Kelly's pussy into. It's so thick, she though dazedly, watching the stuff slowly leaking from the other woman's visibly quivering hole, it must be like getting pumped full of omnigel. Then her eyes flicked back over to Tali, and she forgot about Kelly entirely.

"Guh... Get up here," the Quarian rasped, rising on unsteady legs and letting her bitchbreaker be pulled almost down to the horizontal despite its hardness by its sheer mass, "and bend over the controls, Shepard." There was a moment of silence as Jane's mind tried to order her body to comply, but all it wanted to do was keep staring at Tali's cock. "Ugh," the suited girl sighed, as if this were a particularly stubborn connecting bolt or other inconsequential engineering fault, "stupid dick. Stupid long, thick, throbbing, mindbreaking fuckrod." EDI abruptly grabbed Jane's legs and hoisted her up until she was being carried with her legs spread wide open by two strong mechanical hands hooked under her muscular thighs. "I believe that Shepard requires a nice, deep dicking before she will be coherent enough to follow orders, Tali," the AI observed, "I suggest pumping a belly-bulging load into her and seeing if she stays conscious."

"It's like you read my mind, EDI," Tali replied gratefully, grabbing the front of Jane's compression shorts and ripping them open to expose her puffy, dripping slit. The Quarian dickgirl lined up the broad, flat head of her cock and then slammed it straight up Jane's cunt in one quick thrust. "Ooooohhh, Tali," Jane snapped out of her state of cock-shock instantly, getting a single moment of clarity before the impact of Tali's dick against her cervix punched an overwhelming spike of pleasure into her brain, "sho biiiiiig..." The Quarian grunted softly in agreement, then dragged her hips back against the resistance of Jane's clenching walls and slammed home again. "AH!" Then she did it again. "Fuck!" And again. "FUCK!" On the fifth thrust, Tali's length drove clean through any resistance and slammed into the back wall of Jane's womb.

"Do not be alarmed, Shepard," EDI spoke from her mobile platform this time, as it nibbled Jane's earlobe and wiggled its long, tapered tongue in her ear for an instant, "Kelly experienced the same thing. I believe that Tali's god-cock is simply too virile to be constrained by conventional biology. Your body, and hers, is being reshaped - possibly through biochemical processes, possibly through the sheer power of her bitchsplitter - into that of a perfect slut for her to fuck whenever, wherever and however she pleases." Jane couldn't tell if the hot throb that went through her at those words was due to EDI's remarks or the long-awaited impact of Tali's hips against hers. "Already being the pinnacle of fuckdoll technology," the AI continued, a hint of smugness entering her otherwise-flat tone, "I am perfectly positioned to inform you of your new status, and the future of the Normandy."

Jane's head lolled back onto EDI's shoulder for support. "To begin with," the synthetic slut continued smoothly, "while you are still in command of the ship in all public-facing records, your status and responsibilities in my core database have been updated significantly. You are now Cum-Dumpster Jane Shepard, Supreme Stud Tali'Zorah's personal sex **** responsible for coordinating and motivating her collection of living toys to better please her. I have already taken the liberty of beginning this process while Tali fucks all of your morals and ethics into a useless puddle of cunt juice and spunk in order to rebuild them to better serve her sexual whims. I have briefed Cock-Junkie Chambers of her duties as they relate to gaslighting and brainwashing women to more easily accept Tali's natural dominance, and have begun influencing future Booty-**** Williams by means of subliminal messaging, contamination of her quarters' air supply with Tali's essence and regular background broadcasts of hardcore xenophilic lesbian and dickgirl anal pornography while she sleeps."

"Uh. Uh. Uh-huh. Uh. Uh. Uh." Jane was quite proud of the fact that she managed to even get that small noise of acknowledgement into the endless string of throaty noises of pleasure as Tali steadily pumped away between her spread legs. The Quarian had depolarised her visor to give Jane an unobstructed look at her expression, a moment of intimacy for which Jane was grateful, and she couldn't help but like what she saw. Tali looked so in control, so dominant; the only hints of pleasure bleeding through her focused expression were in the way she was nibbling on her bottom lip and the spark of lust in her eyes. It was like Jane was just another machine that needed fixing - a malfunctioning sexbot that needed to be fucked and fucked and fucked back into working order. She felt Tali's arms around her, the three powerful fingers of each hand digging into EDI's thick, jiggly fuckbuns as she used the gynoid's prodigious booty for leverage. She felt her pussy, from her sopping lips to her hungry womb, slowly settling to fit the new shape that Tali's cock demanded of it. She felt her tits bouncing wildly with every thrust as some invisible **** caused her sports bra and the tattered remains of her compression shorts to explode off of her body in a cloud of minute shreds of fabric and elastic.

Tali's eyes flicked up from where she'd been marveling at the size of Jane's juggs - far beyond any Quarian woman's natural limit, a feature that had always fascinated her about Humans and Asari - to look her commander-cum-cocksheath in the eyes. "You seem like you're, hah, having fun, Shepard." Fuck, Jane thought, she's barely even panting! "Do you, hah, want to be what EDI says you'll be," Tali asked 'innocently', "my personal, mmm, cum-dumpster? I promise you I'll, nngh, treat you so much worse than Kelly!" Jane couldn't nod hard enough, the thought of being Tali's toy, to be picked up and played with or discarded at a whim, was too good to pass up. She could feel every one of her buttons getting pressed, from the physical pleasure of being stretched and gaped to fit her Mistress's divine dick, to the psychological pleasure of being taken and tamed.

Tali's face split into an uncharacteristically wicked smile as her breathing grew heavier and suddenly the steady pulses that came with each thrust became one long rush of ecstasy as the Quarian stopped pumping and started pounding. EDI's body rocked back and forth on her ridiculous stripper stilettos, her tits squishing against Jane's back like two miniature waterbeds as the redhead was shoved backwards into her grasp by every teeth-rattling, hip-bruising impact of Tali's crotch against Jane's. The silicon slut shifted her former commander a little higher, and suddenly Tali's massive, churning cumtanks were swinging forward to smack directly against her artificial cuntlips. Lewd, lusty moans spilled from the room's speakers, precisely calibrated based on analysis of the Reapers' fearsome dread-inducing war horns to reach deep into the organic psyche and make them mindlessly, aggressively horny.

Tali, already balls-deep in Jane Shepard and ready to knock her new **** up, barely even noticed an effect.

Everyone in the room - and, if anyone were there, in the CIC next door - heard the sloshing gurgle of Tali's bloated, churning jizz factories as she got ready to drop her second real load. Muscles clenched, veins throbbed and a rope of cum as thick as two fingers geysered out of Tali's distending cumslit and slapped against the inside of Jane's womb. Then another came, and another, and soon a seemingly-endless fountain of gooey, sticky, scorching Quarian cockslop was ballooning the Human's belly. Jane watched in awe as her sculpted, rock-hard abs vanished entirely in favour of a bulging, overstuffed cum-tummy. She could feel her ovaries going wild, little pinprick orgasms rocking her body as they dumped egg after egg into the seething sea of baby-batter, each one ravaged and penetrated by dozens of hyper-virile sperm in defiance of all the laws of biology.

"Don't worry, Shepard," EDI cooed sultrily into Jane's ear, "I've already started mass-production of my mobile platform through one of Doctor T'Soni's Broker-affiliated front companies. I can produce as many as required to bear every single one of the superior children that Tali has gifted you and Kelly with - you can admire my pregnant form as much as you please, while you focus on coaxing more super-thick cum from Tali's balls." Jane slumped in relief, then raised her head to look at Tali's eager, blushing face. "Mmm... Mistress Tali," she said weakly, feeling the furnace of her womb radiating heat and pleasure through her body, "can I please slobber on your fat nuts?"

Tali grinned and pulled out, leaving Jane to gasp at the sensation of so much gooey, gluey jizz beginning to ooze out of her battered cunny. The Quarian sprawled in the pilot's chair and spun it around to face the front of the cockpit. "Get down there and start sucking, Shepard," she ordered, and Jane's heart skipped at the confidence in the normally-quiet girl's voice, "EDI, get up on that console and give me a show before you bounce on my dick." The mechanical minx hastened to obey, as Jane dropped onto her hands and knees and crawled under the console with a trail of fat cum globs dripping in her wake. The smell of Tali's cock was even more intense in the confined space, and Jane couldn't stop herself from lunging forwards and burying her face in the Quarian's sweaty, spit-soaked sack.

As pounding electronic beats began to blast from the cockpit speakers and EDI begged her to 'show her how a goddess strokes her cock', while the vaunted Commander Shepard snorted a heady mixture of ball-sweat and aphrodisiac saliva from the surface of her ever-full orbs, Tali couldn't help but shiver in delight.