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Chapter 6 by ghostofedwardhyde ghostofedwardhyde

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Doctor's Orders

Liara was sitting in her office, trying to reach any of her contacts on Omega to get around the issues they were having with Normandy's communication systems. Suddenly, there was a loud whirring sound and a sudden jolt through the ship. The engines had abruptly shut off. Liara frowned at this, as she knew there was no conceivable way they had already reached Omega. Then she heard the scream.

"Ah!" It came from the infirmary. She immediately jumped to her feet and rushed over. Apparently everyone else was either on break or at their posts on one of the other decks as only she came to investigate. She opened the door and stepped inside.

"Doctor Chakwas? Doctor Michel? Is everything..." She trailed off. Standing in front of the counter off to one side, with its hands held up to its face as if to shield itself from something, was a statue. It was like someone had pressed pink sugar crystals into the mold of a woman, a woman who looked exactly like Dr. Chakwas.

"Oh goddess," Liara gasped. She saw a shattered vial lying on the counter Dr. Chakwas was facing. "What happened here?" She quickly looked around, then saw what looked like a wet trail leading away from Dr. Chakwas, trailing off behind a medical bed.

"Ooh..." Came a moan.

"Dr. Michel?" Liara asked surprised, taking a few steps forward.

"Ooh... Oui... Pas d'arrĂȘt... Oh! Oh! Merci!" The groans turned into squeals, and Liara took a step back.

"Dr... Dr. Michel?" She asked again, more hesitantly this time. At this point, the moaning stopped, and a moment later a woman's head appeared behind the medical bed, followed by a pair of massive tits supported on a comparatively tiny waist, which itself rested on a massive pair of asscheeks and thighs. Her hair was long and platinum blonde, her lips were puffy and glossy, and her eyes were the brightest shade of pink Liara thought she had ever seen.

"Oh! Excusez-moi, mon ami, Coco did not hear you come in," Coco said, pushing herself to her feet. "Es difficile to focus when moi es... how you say... cumming? Heheh!"

Liara wondered if it was too late to bolt from whatever this situation was.

"Dr. Michel... Are you okay?"

"Mon ami, I already told you, my name es Coco," said the bimbo parody of a frenchwoman. "Coco es too le stupide to be a doctor, but oui! Coco thinks she is okay." She made an "OK" symbol with her hand.

"Right..." LIara replied, still evaluating this whole circumstances in her head first and foremost. "How did this happen to you?"

"Oh mon ami... Twas terrible... but magnifique... Coco was testing le sable rose when le fiole slipped from moi's fingers! It went everywhere!" She paused and began to gently fondle herself. "Mmm... Coco was given zhese beautiful new titties, but Kari... She turned into.... into... zhat." She made a sad gesture encompassing Chakwas's form.

"Le sable rose? The Pink Sand?" She asked, inferring from context.

"Oui!"

Liara was able to make out what she was going on about. The vial turned her into another bimbo, but turned Chakwas into a statue. She thought about this for a moment. For slavers, there would be no value in keeping a **** past their prime, and Dr. Chakwas was an older woman. However there would be added value in a compound that could create more of itself out of things they no longer needed. In essence, when it went airborne, it had recycled Chakwas to create more of itself. It would probably wind up doing that to everyone who inhaled it once their bodies reached a certain age. Ingenious in a way. Horrifying, but nonetheless ingenious.

There was something in the air, faint and sweet like sugar. Liara tried to ignore it. "Doctor... Erm... Coco. We need to fix this."

"But Coco es all stupid now!"

"I'm not," Liara replied, trying to her best to be comforting. "I... We can..." That smell... What was that? It was so sweet... so mind-numbingly sweet... She just wanted to relax and...

"Mon ami! Why would we ever do such a horrible zhing?!" Coco cried. "It es, how you say, a wonderful zhing! You just need to let it happen to you and zhen you'll understand!"

Liara instinctively took a step back as she saw the hungry gaze in Michel's eyes, and bumped into something as she did so. She turned to see it was the petrified form of Dr. Chakwas. When she turned back, Dr. Michel took her opportunity, and pressed her lips against Liara's. The scientist was wide-eyed, but after a moment she felt her whole body relax. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she felt... good. Like a wave of soft pleasure had just rolled across every fiber of her being. She was already wet in the pussy. She remained lost in that bliss for some time, unaware of her surroundings. Unaware that Coco had broken off and was now stripping her clothes away. When she regained some of her senses, she was as naked as Coco.

"Mmm... You are blushing mon ami," Coco giggled.

"What was that..." Liara sighed. "It was... I..." Somewhere in the back of her rapidly softening mind, the word "pheromone" bounced around looking for something to connect to. Instead, it simply melted away, like all the other thoughts she was trying to form. "I want more..." She moaned.

"Mon ami, I would love to. All you have to do es, how you say, embrace eternity?"

Liara, unable to formulate a reason why she shouldn't, simply let a stupid smile cross her face as her eyes turned black. When her mind touched Coco's, it was instantly obliterated. Her mind was like water being poured into a bottomless ditch, while Coco's was like a raging tsunami which flooded Liara's now eqally empty head. The only thing left to her was desire. Desire for more and more. Soon enough, she was reaching down to feel her own breasts, and when she touched them, she found they were bigger than before. Much bigger. Her nipples were erect, her brain was mush. There was no doubt about it. She was a horny, perverted slut.

"Oh fuck..." She moaned, feeling her pussy leak onto the floor.

"You're so wet, mon ami" Coco said, licking her lips.

"Fuck... Me..."

Coco grinned and pulled Liara into another kiss, pulling her along towards one of the beds, which she then planted herself on top of. Suddenly Liara was on her knees with her face between Coco's legs. She wrapped her arms around Coco's generous ass and her tongue was quickly deep inside Coco, savoring the taste of the woman who had turned Liara into a horny slut. She was so sweet, so sticky, like cotton candy.

As she continued to lick, Liara felt a growing pressure within her pussy. She was leaking liquid all over the floor beneath her, and she was becoming aware that her hips were moving on their own accord, grinding against nothing but the need for release. She felt like she might explode at any moment.

Suddenly, there was a voice in her head. "Coco needs you to cum for her. Make her happy."

"Ah..." She moaned. "Goddess! Fuck me! Please!"

"Aye, mon ami. Do it!" Coco cried, arching her back.

Liara's eyes flicked open and she looked up to find herself staring into the vacant empty eyes of the bimbofied doctor, and realized that in a moment, that would be exactly how she looked. That was all it took. As she came all over the floor and Coco came all over her, the waves of pleasure washed over her, and she felt like she was melting, melting away until she was... she was... she...

The blue biotic glow of Asari lovemaking which had enveloped her up until this moment suddenly transformed into a vibrant pink and exploded outwards from her. Coco was pushed back, while it knocked the statue of Dr. Chakwas to the ground, smashing it and releasing the concentrated dust into the air. In an instant, Liara's already inflated proportions became firm and round, while her sequined skin suddenly turned a bright vibrant pink. She collapsed onto the ground as the room filled with the hot pink haze.

"Oh mon ami... That was... Wonderful!" She cried. After a moment's disorientation, Liara looked up with bright pink eyes, and smiled.

"Like... Oh my god... I know right?" She grinned. "I like totally need to show Janey this." She paused as she stood to her feet. "And, like, call me Li-Li you French slut."

"Yes mon... Ooh! I mean... Li-Li." She also smiled stupidly and the two shared a giggle.

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