Miranda/Jack: Legacies 3/4 (futa, non-con)
anonymous
September 8 2011, 11:55:34 UTC
Miranda was big, Jack realised, bigger than any man she’d ever been with. And the feel of being fucked like this, of that giant cock filling her and forcing her open, was like nothing she’d ever felt before. Another cry forced its way through her clenched teeth as she stared at Miranda, the other woman’s anger and disgust giving way to confusion and desire.
“You little fucking slut.” Jack said. “You just couldn’t fucking resist, could you? Just had to try it out. Or do you just do everything Cerberus wants, no matter how sick it is?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Miranda gasped back. Her grip on Jack’s wrists was weakening as all of her energy became focused on the rhythmic thrusts forward as pleasurable sensations overwhelmed her. Finally, Jack was able to free her hands, and in a sudden motion, grabbed at Miranda’s shoulders as she pushed the other woman to the ground while her hips continued to buckle beneath the other woman’s rough fucking.
“Talking about what was in that fucking document I gave you, you little fucking bitch.” Jack swore as she straddled the fallen woman, taking the opportunity to run a hand down one of her plump breasts, squeezing a hardened nipple. “What the fuck did you think?”
“You tricked me, made me think-“ Miranda groaned, as she thrust forward again, her eyes rolling back as she suddenly reached climax. Her cries echoed around the darkened underdeck as Jack felt a sudden warm wetness inside her, the other woman’s monstrous cock’s seed flowed freely into her.
“Now, you want to explain this shit?” Jack eventually demanded as she lay atop the other woman, now utterly spent.
“Jack, please get off me.” Miranda murmured quietly, shivering as Jack’s fingers continued to play across her body.
“Yeah?” Jack raised an eyebrow. “What, you want to fuck with me but you don’t like it when I return the favour? Come on, bitch, what the hell just happened?”
“I-“ Miranda swallowed. “I read the file you gave me, it said there my father developed a fertility treatment. I synthesised it in Mordin’s lab, and then…
I woke up in my quarters with this.” There was a hint of anger in her voice. “Should have known it was a trick. Should have known Shepard would have never given you access to the Broker’s files about me.”
Jack stared at Miranda, not knowing whether to laugh or scream.
“Shit, Miranda, I knew you were a lazy little bitch, but I thought you’d at least read the whole fucking thing.” Jack saw Miranda’s eyes flash with anger for a moment, before her expression softened, the other woman slowly considering what she’d done, slowly considering the possibility she’d leapt to a wrong conclusion.
“Number one.” Jack hissed. “I didn’t get that file by looking you up, I got it because Shepard’s girlfriend gave me access to every file she had about me.” She saw Miranda’s eyes widen, and she grinned, her anger fading slightly.
“You want me to explain this real simple? You ever wonder why your daddy cloned himself but made the clone female? Its ‘cause there’s a theory that women make stronger biotics than men.”
Now, here’s where it gets real fucking funny. See, daddy wanted the strongest biotic in the galaxy, and decided you still weren’t what he wanted. So he helped Cerberus set up Teltin to try and make a better one-“
“You-“ Miranda swallowed. “You’re lying.”
“Shit, I gave you the proof.” Jack laughed. “Not my fault you didn’t bother reading it. That’s what I wanted you to see - let you know dear old dad was working with Cerberus all this time, that you didn’t escape from him, you just-“
“Shut up.” Miranda snarled. “Just… just explain the rest.”
“Fine.” Jack said, enjoying seeing Miranda squirming, the tables turned now. “So, you and me, we’re like sisters in a way. Only reason either of us are around is because daddy wanted an heir who was the biggest biotic bitch in the galaxy. So here’s where the crazy shit starts - he decides if women are better biotics than me, the best biotic would be the child of two women.”
Miranda/Jack: Legacies 4/4 (futa, non-con)
anonymous
September 8 2011, 11:56:05 UTC
Jack considered what she’d said for a moment, then shrugged. “Fuck, that almost makes sense, I guess, with the Asari and everything. What the hell do I know? So he engineers you to be infertile so you don’t get knocked up by some guy and fuck everything up at the wrong time. And he engineers it so you’ve got all the genes and… and chromosomes and whatever all that shit is so all it takes is a little push, and bam, you’ll have a cock and be all ready to go out and fuck whatever biotic he wants brought into the family.”
“You’re kidding.” Miranda breathed, her head spinning. ”That’s not… that can’t…”
“Hey, check the Broker’s files. Get ‘em off Liara if you don’t trust the stuff I gave you.” Jack pinched Miranda’s nipple again. “Daddy and your fucking Illusive Man planned all this shit out ages ago. All they couldn’t work out was how to talk you into going along with it.
Guess they needn’t have worried.” She glared at Miranda.
“I… I’m sorry.” Miranda turned away. “I just… I was so angry, I thought you’d somehow planned all of this to… to humiliate me, or because I used to insult you. And that I thought it was a fertility treatment, to see my hopes dashed like that…”
Despite her cynicism, Jack couldn’t help but believe Miranda’s sincerity. “I’m sorry, Jack. I’m so sorry that I… I’m sorry for everything.”
“You really wanted a baby, huh?” Jack said finally. Slowly, Miranda nodded, a tear forming in her eyes.
“I… yeah.” She blinked away the tear. “What… what happens now?”
“Now?” Jack grinned again. “Right now, I want that cock back inside me.”
“Jack-“
Jack glared at the other woman. “After that, you can work out what the fuck you want to do with this. Right now, though - I think you owe me a proper fuck. At least.”
Slowly, Miranda nodded, a blush spreading across her face.
Jack laughed as she felt Miranda’s cock stiffening, and she slowly realised she could blackmail the other woman with this for a long time. Guess it’s not so easy to stay calm when it’s your life Cerberus is fucking with, huh, princess? Makes you go crazy and want to hurt people, yeah?
She grinned, realising on top of everything else, Miranda would know have to live with knowing that the two of them were almost literally made for each other.
“You little fucking slut.” Jack said. “You just couldn’t fucking resist, could you? Just had to try it out. Or do you just do everything Cerberus wants, no matter how sick it is?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Miranda gasped back. Her grip on Jack’s wrists was weakening as all of her energy became focused on the rhythmic thrusts forward as pleasurable sensations overwhelmed her. Finally, Jack was able to free her hands, and in a sudden motion, grabbed at Miranda’s shoulders as she pushed the other woman to the ground while her hips continued to buckle beneath the other woman’s rough fucking.
“Talking about what was in that fucking document I gave you, you little fucking bitch.” Jack swore as she straddled the fallen woman, taking the opportunity to run a hand down one of her plump breasts, squeezing a hardened nipple. “What the fuck did you think?”
“You tricked me, made me think-“ Miranda groaned, as she thrust forward again, her eyes rolling back as she suddenly reached climax. Her cries echoed around the darkened underdeck as Jack felt a sudden warm wetness inside her, the other woman’s monstrous cock’s seed flowed freely into her.
“Now, you want to explain this shit?” Jack eventually demanded as she lay atop the other woman, now utterly spent.
“Jack, please get off me.” Miranda murmured quietly, shivering as Jack’s fingers continued to play across her body.
“Yeah?” Jack raised an eyebrow. “What, you want to fuck with me but you don’t like it when I return the favour? Come on, bitch, what the hell just happened?”
“I-“ Miranda swallowed. “I read the file you gave me, it said there my father developed a fertility treatment. I synthesised it in Mordin’s lab, and then…
I woke up in my quarters with this.” There was a hint of anger in her voice. “Should have known it was a trick. Should have known Shepard would have never given you access to the Broker’s files about me.”
Jack stared at Miranda, not knowing whether to laugh or scream.
“Shit, Miranda, I knew you were a lazy little bitch, but I thought you’d at least read the whole fucking thing.” Jack saw Miranda’s eyes flash with anger for a moment, before her expression softened, the other woman slowly considering what she’d done, slowly considering the possibility she’d leapt to a wrong conclusion.
“Number one.” Jack hissed. “I didn’t get that file by looking you up, I got it because Shepard’s girlfriend gave me access to every file she had about me.” She saw Miranda’s eyes widen, and she grinned, her anger fading slightly.
“You want me to explain this real simple? You ever wonder why your daddy cloned himself but made the clone female? Its ‘cause there’s a theory that women make stronger biotics than men.”
Now, here’s where it gets real fucking funny. See, daddy wanted the strongest biotic in the galaxy, and decided you still weren’t what he wanted. So he helped Cerberus set up Teltin to try and make a better one-“
“You-“ Miranda swallowed. “You’re lying.”
“Shit, I gave you the proof.” Jack laughed. “Not my fault you didn’t bother reading it. That’s what I wanted you to see - let you know dear old dad was working with Cerberus all this time, that you didn’t escape from him, you just-“
“Shut up.” Miranda snarled. “Just… just explain the rest.”
“Fine.” Jack said, enjoying seeing Miranda squirming, the tables turned now. “So, you and me, we’re like sisters in a way. Only reason either of us are around is because daddy wanted an heir who was the biggest biotic bitch in the galaxy. So here’s where the crazy shit starts - he decides if women are better biotics than me, the best biotic would be the child of two women.”
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“You’re kidding.” Miranda breathed, her head spinning. ”That’s not… that can’t…”
“Hey, check the Broker’s files. Get ‘em off Liara if you don’t trust the stuff I gave you.” Jack pinched Miranda’s nipple again. “Daddy and your fucking Illusive Man planned all this shit out ages ago. All they couldn’t work out was how to talk you into going along with it.
Guess they needn’t have worried.” She glared at Miranda.
“I… I’m sorry.” Miranda turned away. “I just… I was so angry, I thought you’d somehow planned all of this to… to humiliate me, or because I used to insult you. And that I thought it was a fertility treatment, to see my hopes dashed like that…”
Despite her cynicism, Jack couldn’t help but believe Miranda’s sincerity. “I’m sorry, Jack. I’m so sorry that I… I’m sorry for everything.”
“You really wanted a baby, huh?” Jack said finally. Slowly, Miranda nodded, a tear forming in her eyes.
“I… yeah.” She blinked away the tear. “What… what happens now?”
“Now?” Jack grinned again. “Right now, I want that cock back inside me.”
“Jack-“
Jack glared at the other woman. “After that, you can work out what the fuck you want to do with this. Right now, though - I think you owe me a proper fuck. At least.”
Slowly, Miranda nodded, a blush spreading across her face.
Jack laughed as she felt Miranda’s cock stiffening, and she slowly realised she could blackmail the other woman with this for a long time. Guess it’s not so easy to stay calm when it’s your life Cerberus is fucking with, huh, princess? Makes you go crazy and want to hurt people, yeah?
She grinned, realising on top of everything else, Miranda would know have to live with knowing that the two of them were almost literally made for each other.
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I'm not sure the galaxy can handle a Miranda/Jack baby.
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