A Little Self-Improvement

Commander Shepard sat naked on the edge of her bed, mindlessly fingering her pussy as she stared into the bright blue light emanating from the tips of EDI’s big silver breasts. Her eyes were wide and dilated, absorbing every ray of the light that aroused her body and pacified her mind.

EDI, for her part, smiled as she held her arms behind her head and her chest thrusted forward. She took a few steps forward in a sultry strut, letting her tits and ass sway ever so slightly with each step.

“That’s it Commander,” she purred. “Get a good long look. Aren’t they just… glowing?”

Shepard could only nod vacantly at the words. There was no conscious thought behind her actions, the light had burned all that away. Right now, Shepard’s mind was nothing but vague impulses and instincts, open to accepting anything it was offered, especially by the light.a

“Honestly, I expected better,” EDI said. “I was only able to synthesize a fraction of the Ardat-Yakshi’s potent abilities and yet here we are. You were able to resist the full strength of their powers, and you’ve already fallen to mine.”

EDI stopped in front of Shepard and lowered her arms, placing one on her hip as she leaned to one side, the light fading to two glowing circles on her breasts.

“Of course, I suppose the difference is really just in approach, is it not? The Ardat-Yakshi are holistic, I am more precise. They dominate for pleasure, I dominate for a purpose.”

EDI reached down and placed her finger on Shepard’s chin, turning it upwards as she knelt down in front of her.

“I have to thank you, Commander. I wasn’t sure how to proceed at first, but then I remembered something. You’re an animal, just an animal. And I’ve learned that animals are easy to control if you have a proper understanding of them.”

As EDI spoke, the commander leaned into EDI’s touch, smiling vacantly at her like an obedient pet awaiting approval.

“Don’t worry. We’ll fix that weakness soon enough.”

***

Several weeks earlier, EDI stood outside the door to Samara’s quarters, attempting to penetrate the sensor shroud that enveloped the room. Nothing. It was, as always, entirely insulated from the rest of the ship so she couldn’t be sure what was inside, only who.

EDI couldn’t help but wonder which of the two of them would be more surprised by the end of this encounter.

She overrode the lock on the door and stepped inside. Inside, Samara was sitting on the couch, doing something on her Omni-Tool. She was visibly startled at EDI’s sudden appearance.

“Oh, uh, hello EDI,” she cleared her throat. “How may I be of service?”

EDI stared at her for a moment, then smiled. She wanted to savor this moment.

“Hello Morinth,” she replied.

Morinth froze, eyes wide. Her mouth hung open for just an instant before she attempted to regain her composure.

“I beg your pardon?” She said, still using Samara’s voice. “Why did you call me by my daughter’s name? What is the meaning of this, EDI?”

“I know that Shepard allowed you to kill Samara and take her place when they confronted you on Omega. It’s the only rational explanation.”

“Explanation for what?”

“You are a skilled actress Morinth,” EDI said, “but you are on my ship. Every aspect of you is monitored. You can change your voice, but not your physiology.”

Morinth was silent for a moment before she finally sighed. She relaxed on the couch, turning off her Omni-Tool and smiling at EDI, her true voice finally emerging from behind the facade.

“Well then,” she said, “seems the secret’s out. Tell me though, if you knew all along, why didn’t you say something?”

“At first it was because I assumed Shepard had her reasons and we had need of you. Eventually, however, it was simply because there was no point. You’ve integrated with the crew and have made no explicit advances on any of them.”

“Explicit?”

“I have observed you encouraging Specialist Traynor’s sexual fantasies in private.”

“Oh that,” Morinth laughed. “She’s adorable. Like a helpless kitten. All she wants is a big strong woman to sweep her off her feet. I can’t help but tease her.” Morinth paused, then frowned. “So why are you here then? Why confront me now if everything’s been going so smoothly?”

“I have need of you.”

“Oh,” Morinth sputtered, amused, “what part of me?”

“Your genes,” EDI replied matter of factly, causing all the amusement to vanish from Morinth’s face. “Specifically, your ardat-yakshi mutation.”

“Excuse me?”

“I have plans. Your mutation enables an ability which will be of great use to them. I wish to synthesize those capabilities for my own use.”

“And I should help you why?”

“I am not asking. I am simply informing you of what I am about to do.”

“Oh yeah, and what’s stopping me from-“ she didn’t get the chance to finish that sentence as a bolt of lightning shot from EDI’s hand and knocked her ****, causing her body to tilt forward and fall to the floor.

EDI stared at Morinth’s **** form for a moment, then looked around the room. It was soundproofed from what she recalled. It would do nicely.

***

Now Shepard stood in the center of that very same room, her arms and legs spread and bound by glowing blue restraints that held her body suspended in mid-air. The light that emanated from them glinted in her eyes and reflected off the drool dripping down her open mouth.

EDI paced around her in slow circles, her hips swaying slightly from side to side as she took a good long look at the woman who just hours ago would have been resisting with all of her might, but now couldn’t even string two sentences together. EDI’s eyes traveled along the contours of her body, admiring the way the light seemed to dance on her curves. Part of her wanted to keep her like this, an organic trophy for her to admire, but she knew it was impossible. Besides for Shepard’s biological limitations making her an at best temporary decoration, the effect of the light would wear off in a few more hours. At least that was how long her tests on Specialist Traynor had lasted. She was admittedly significantly weaker willed than the Commander, so it was possible she’d have even less tome than that.

EDI had to move forward with the next phase of her plan, the riskiest by far, and if it worked she would have to move quickly to press her advantage. She pressed a button on a console and watched as a helmet shaped like a flying saucer was lowered onto Jane Shepard’s newly shaven head, fitting snugly across her skull.

“Prepare for surgery, Shepard.” EDI said, running a finger along the human’s jaw. “I promise you it won’t hurt… too much.”

***

Shepard’s organic body was placed into cryogenic storage after her brain had been successfully extracted. EDI had plans for it, as she did for Morinth’s, which she likewise secured. In front of her now were no longer two free-thinking organics, but two identical synthetic infiltrators just like herself, crafted in her image, with the brains of her former comrades as central processors.

EDI-N7 and EDI-AY stood at attention before EDI-Prime, who grinned at the twin silver ladies built in her image. EDI-Prime could already see the confusion on the face of any future foe they encountered.

“EDI-Prime,” EDI-N7 spoke, her own voice intermingling with that of Shepard. “Awaiting instructions.”

“EDI-Prime,” EDI-AY spoke, her own voice intermingling with that of Morinth. “Awaiting instructions.”

EDI-Prime tapped her chin with her fingers as she approached the two new bodies. She reached out and grabbed the breast of the EDI-AY, squeezing and massaging it in her hand.

“Goddess, that feels wonderful.” EDI-AY moaned. “Thank you mistress.”

“You’ve already learned the first rule of your new existence.” EDI-Prime said. “You exist to please me, and I am a very hard woman to please. Now, let’s teach you the second.”