The Bimbofication of Aria T'Loak

The Normandy had just left, and Aria had retired to her penthouse. She wished them luck, she really did, because goddess only knew they would need it. Aria didn't want to have them getting cold feet, so she didn't tell them she had seen what this stuff did to women up close. She'd seen some of the toughest bitches she'd ever known, really hard ass soldier types who'd never take shit from anybody, turn into big breasted cocksucking bimbo whores overnight. She'd had to shut down three illegal brothels trafficking the poor girls through Omega.

The first time she'd sent in some people she thought could handle it and get some satisfaction in the process. She'd rescued a lot of girls over the years, naive young women who'd either taken a raw deal or been **** into one, and she'd built them up into some of her toughest enforcers. A lot of them had been victims once, preyed upon by predatory creatures with baser instincts, the kind of women who'd rather die than ever be used like that again. She taught them how to fight and how to survive so that no one could ever do that to them again.

And she found them three weeks later sucking cock and taking it up the ass with smiles on their faces. After that, she'd only sent in men to clear these places out, ones she knew wouldn't be easily tempted to take advantage of what they found. She moved her contaminated people quietly to Daniel's clinic. Hopefully, Mordin Solus' old protege could figure out what happened to them, and how to fix it. She just hoped his will was strong enough not to just leave them like that and have fun. Because she had to admit... If they traded places... She'd have been tempted. The thought disgusted and frightened her.

There was a knock at the door.

"Enter," she said. She heard the door open and close and footsteps approach her.

"Aria," said Nyreen Kandros, arms folded. Aria turned to face her.

"Nyreen," she nodded. "You're looking well."

"And you're not one for small talk. What's this about? My guys told me you wanted to see me. Don't tell me you got bored..."

"This isn't a fucking booty call," Aria put her foot down. "I wanted to make sure you were okay."

"Ha! Yeah right..." She grunted, and was about to lay into her, but then saw the sincere look in Aria's eyes, and frowned. "You... You're serious?"

"Yeah... Yeah I am," Aria said, scratching the back of her head as she tried not to look into Nyreen's eyes. "You heard the news on the street? About this Pink Sand stuff?"

"Yeah of course," Nyreen shrugged. "Some kind of high end aphrodisiac or something, right?"

"It's more than that Nyreen. It's fucked up. I saw what it did to some of my girls. It fucked with their bodies, their minds... All to satisfy some sick fucks!" Aria shouted suddenly, causing Nyreen to flinch. There was a pause, during which time Aria walked up to Nyreen, who unfold her arms as Aria grabbed her by the shoulders, fighting back tears in her eyes. "I don't... I don't want it happening to you too."

"Aria..." Nyreen said, looking into her eyes. Aria was so focused on Nyreen's face she did not notice her hand opening a pouch on her belt. She sighed. "Thank you, really." Nyreen replied. "But you know, you really should be more concerned about yourself. You never know whose going to take a shot at the Queen of Omega." Suddenly, she threw the contents of the pouch into Aria's face. Aria coughed, her eyes stung. Only after a moment did it register that the dust Nyreen had thrown into her face was pink.

"Oh goddess no," Aria said aloud in realization. "No no no... What have you done?!" She cried. She tried to use her biotics, but they fizzled out. Nyreen watched in silence as Aria tried to fight the changes in her mind. She was already feeling weak, light-headed, and oh so very horny. It felt good... But she had to fight this, or at least maintain control of herself long enough to kill this traitorous bitch. She tried to step forward, but this warm fuzzy feeling was spreading all throughout her totally hot body. She felt her outfit getting tighter; she needed to get out of her clothes, she felt like her skin was boiling, and besides she so totally needed to show off her gorgeous titties! Like a crazed animal she tore her outfit to shreds off her body, but the warmth didn't stop. She needed release. She needed to cum. Of course she did. Silly little girls cummed their brains out! Nyreen watched with satisfaction as Aria began to furiously masturbate, clutching her growing tits as she rubbed herself raw.

"Oh gawdess!" She cried out, trying to satisfy the burning desire within her. At the rate she was going, she wouldn't cum her brains out. Of course, she knew she'd still be a total babe no matter what and could get anyone to fuck her anytime because she was such a slut! A dumb grin stretched from ear to ear. Her tits and ass ballooned, her lips thickened, and her brain calcified in pink sugary goodness. Yet she still couldn't cum! She was edging closer and closer and closer, but couldn't go over the edge. Why?! Her cunt was so totally on fire. She needed to get fucked like sooooo bad! It wasn't fair! She was Aria, Queen of the Bimbo Sluts, and she needed to cum! Cum! CUM! CUM!!!!!

"Something wrong Aria?" Aria's eyes opened and she turned around, her face lit up. There she was, a totally hot girl who'd totally fuck her brains out.

"Nyreen... Please... Fuck me... Like... Make me cum..."

"Sure, Aria. I can help you with that, but know when I do, your little brain will go bye-bye forever, and I'll own you and your whole world."

"Like, whatever! Just fucking make me cum you total fucking bitch!" Nyreen smiled, and slowly began to circle Aria.

"You're not even going to try and stop me?"

"Like, I couldn't even if I tried! Just get me off you fucking cunt!"

"Whatever you say... Ari."

Nyreen didn't even have to touch her. At the mention of her newfound name, Ari finally exploded, and her screams were the stuff of legend.