BBC Heaven (6/?)
anonymous
November 16 2014, 03:07:23 UTC
She could hear Samara's hurried footsteps behind her. When she realized what the Justicar intended, Liara wanted to scream at her to stop. To let Liara suffer through her own stupidity alone.
But by the time Liara summoned up the will to open her mouth, Samara had already grasped onto the orb herself, trying to wrest it from Liara's grasp. Immediately, Liara saw the same pain she was going through on Samara's face as well, the normally calm and serene Justicar gasping out as the agony of the device filled her body as well.
She didn't know how much longer it went on. Minutes, hours... the pain seemed endless until finally, she felt herself falling back to the floor, her hands finally releasing their grip on the device before she crumpled down and passed out.
* * *
"This way!" Shepard yelled. "I heard it from down there!"
Ashley struggled to keep up pace with Shepard. With his enhanced muscles and stamina, though, she was having a hard time keeping him in sight as he dashed through the facility.
They had heard Liara's screams, loud and clear even though they were on the other side of the building. At the first sound of them, Shepard had dropped his search for any signs of danger to rush towards the sound.
To be sure, Shepard was one of the best soldiers Ashley had ever seen. But sometimes, he was just a little too eager to drop any caution at the thought of a friend being in danger. Ashley hated herself for it, the petty thoughts filling her head when Liara could be in mortal danger. But part of her couldn't help but feel those old pangs of jealousy again.
It had started back on the Normandy SR-1, when Ashley and Liara had realized that Shepard had been spending a lot of time with both of them. They had agreed to confront Shepard, and make him realize that it had to be one or the other. Shepard had had the dopiest look on his face then, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. But eventually, after an eternity of glancing between the two of them, he had chosen Ash. And while she had felt sympathy for Liara, walking away broken-hearted, part of her couldn't help but thrill at the fact that it had been her Shepard had wanted.
But ever since then, there had always been that doubt. That thought that maybe Shepard believed he had made the wrong choice. The way he looked at Liara sometimes, how he always seemed to take her advice during the final days of the Reaper war. She knew that she was being stupid. That Shepard was a man of his word, and would never fool around on her. But sometimes... times like these for instance... she couldn't help but wonder.
Breathing hard, muscles aching, Ash finally caught up to Shepard as he stepped through an open door into a Prothean lab of some kind. Ash immediately noticed the pedestal in the center of the room, and the Prothean orb hovering there. And then she saw the two crumpled bodies lying on the floor and gasped.
"Ash, check on Samara," Shepard instructed her, before rushing over to Liara.
Just like you'd expect, that bitter bitch in her brain said, even as she tried to ignore it and knelt down to check on Samara. Immediately, she could see that the older asari was breathing, and a check of her pulse told Ash that Samara's heartbeat was rapid, but steady.
"She's okay," Ash said. "Just out cold."
Standing up, Shepard let out a relieved sigh. "Liara's okay, too," he said, before turning his attention to the center of the room. "They were both lying around this artifact."
"Maybe it's like when you found the beacon," Ashley posited. "Gave them some messed-up visions or something." She suddenly remembered something. "Or like that orb you found on Eletania. Still remember how terrified I was when that thing knocked you out."
Shepard stared deeply at the hovering orb. Then, before Ashley could stop him, he began removing the gloves from his combat armor. "Shepard, what are you doing?" Ashley said nervously. "What if it..."
"I'll be okay, Ash," Shepard said. "I just want to see what they saw."
As Shepard reached for the orb, Ashley saw Liara stir. The asari raised herself up partway from the floor and, seeing what Shepard was doing, shouted. "Shepard, no! Don't touch it!"
But too late. Shepard's hand hit the surface of the Prothean orb and...
BBC Heaven (7/?)
anonymous
November 16 2014, 03:10:55 UTC
...nothing happened. Shepard stared down at his hand in confusion, then put his other hand on the orb to join it. But still nothing. Giving up on the artifact, he reached out to help the shaken Liara to her feet. Liara took a step backwards as soon as she regained her footing, putting distance between herself and the orb.
"Liara, what did you see?" Shepard asked her. "When you touched the orb, did you have any visions?"
Liara shook her head. "No, it just... hurt. It was the worst pain I experienced in my life. I don't remember anything other than that."
Coming to as well, the three of them turned to see Samara starting to stand up. "It was the same for me," Samara said. "I saw no visions that I can recall."
"Samara, I'm so sorry," Liara said, immediately rushing over to help the Justicar to her feet. "It was my stupidity that made you touch that device. If anything has happened to you..."
"No need for apology, Liara," Samara said with a comforting smile. "I do not appear to have suffered any lasting injury."
Liara looked down at herself, running hands over her body to search for injuries. "Nor I. Strange."
A look came across Ashley's face. Before any of them could stop her, she yanked off one of her own gloves and pressed against the surface of the orb. Shepard gasped, but just as with him, nothing seemed to happen when she touched it.
"Heh," Ashley chuckled. "Thought maybe this thing was made by a Prothean misogynist or something, only wanted to torture women." She turned and looked at Liara and Samara. "Or maybe... it only hurts asari to touch it."
Liara frowned, then suddenly remembered. "The terminal," she said to Shepard. "There's a Prothean computer terminal over there. Maybe we can find out more about what this device is from the terminal's databanks."
Shepard nodded. "Good idea," he said to Liara, giving her a smile that made Liara's heart swell. "Retrieve the memory banks and we'll bring them back to the Normandy." He then turned his attention to the other asari in their party. "Samara, I assume that blasted-up shuttle outside was yours?"
Samara nodded. "Unfortunately, I wasn't quite as stealthy as I had hoped in my tracking of Lelina and her companions. I was planning to locate one of the Eclipse's shuttles after my battle was concluded, but now that you have arrived... I hope it wouldn't be too much of an imposition upon you to... 'hitch a ride,' as you humans put it."
"Not a problem," Shepard said. "We'll bring you back to the Normandy and drop you off at the next starport so you can get back to Thessia."
This gave Samara a smile. "Actually, I have another journey in mind. A visit to someone very dear to me on Lesuss. But I should be able to book passage to there just as easily. I thank you for your hospitality."
"Alright, considering we're not dodging any fire from Eclipse mercs after all the noise we just made, I guess Lelina was bluffing after all," Ashley said, as she put her glove back on and took the Prothean artifact with both hands. "Let's get going. I think I've had enough gun battles on Eden Prime for one lifetime, thank you."
"You and me both, lady," Shepard said to Ashley with a smirk, and the two of them shared a laugh as they led the way out of the building.
Behind them, as she finished removing the Prothean databanks from the terminal, Liara wasn't sure if the lurch she felt in her stomach was at the sight of Shepard and Ashley together... or something else. She looked over at Samara to see the Justicar holding a hand to her forehead. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," Samara said, but with a noticeable lack of certainty in her voice. Seeing Samara's discomfort, Liara suddenly felt a sharp pain. Not in her head, but on a place on her body that would be inappropriate to place a hand on in polite company. But just as soon as it was there, Liara felt it abate. Trying to ignore the troubled feelings she was having, Liara followed Samara out of the facility and to the waiting Normandy shuttle.
BBC Heaven (8/?)
anonymous
November 16 2014, 03:15:06 UTC
* * *
"There have been many changes since I was last here," Samara said as she stepped through the airlock onto the deck of the Normandy. Looking into the cockpit, she smiled as she saw the familiar ballcap poking up from the pilot's seat. "But it seems like something will never change."
Turning around in his seat, Joker gave Samara a surprised smile. "Hey, Samara! Long time, no see!" he said, then gave Shepard a scathing look. "Commander, you should have told me we were going to have company coming! This place is an absolute mess. I'm so embarrassed."
"Yeah, some things never change," Shepard said to Samara with a grin. "Come on, we've got a few hours until we reach the next port. I'll give you the tour if you want." He turned to his right. "Liara, did you want to... Liara?"
Liara was leaning a hand against the bulkhead, eyes distant. "I'm... I'm fine, Shepard," she quickly said. "I just need to lie down for a bit."
"You sure you're okay?" Shepard said, walking over to Liara with a concerned look. "Maybe you should have Dr. Michel take a look at you."
"I said I'm fine!" Liara suddenly exclaimed, Shepard taking a step back in surprise at her loud response. "I'll be in my office, just... just give me some time to rest," she said, more quietly, before turning and walking down to the lift.
Ashley looked at the departing Liara in confusion. "I'll check in on her later, Shepard," she offered. "Probably just nerves from being back in combat after so long. I remember when I used to get like that back when I was in training. I'm sure she'll be fine."
"Thanks, Ash," Shepard said. "I just hope it isn't something to do with that device," he said, before turning to Samara. "You feeling alright, Samara?"
Samara hesitated. "I... believe so," she said. "Perhaps some aches still remaining from touching that relic, but nothing too troubling."
"Speaking of which," Ashley said, hefting the large orb in her hands. "Guess we better decide what to do with this thing."
"Put it in the life support room for now," Shepard advised her. "Nobody in there right now to tamper with it."
"Roger that, sir," Ashley said. "I'll meet you up in your cabin after you're done giving Samara the grand tour. I... uh... think we're going to need a debriefing after that mission," she added suggestively.
Shepard grinned and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "An Alliance Commander's work is never done," he said, as Ashley turned and made her way to the lift.
"I am glad to see you have found happiness, Shepard," Samara said, watching Ash leave with a warm smile. "You bore so many burdens during our battles with the Reapers. If anyone deserved a long rest with a loving companion after all that, it would be you."
This gave Shepard a laugh. "You sound a lot like Ash, actually. After she got back from where the Normandy crash-landed, she was ready for the two of us to retire somewhere. But the galaxy still needs to be rebuilt, and I don't intend to rest until as many people as possible have the same opportunity to find their own happiness as I do."
"Shepard, you are truly a s... self..." Samara stared to say, before a sudden and sharp bolt of pain forced her to suddenly hunch over.
"Samara!" Shepard cried out, but Samara could barely hear his words through the agony that was suddenly flaring between her legs. She fell to her knees on the Normandy deck, the sound of crew members rushing to her side surrounding her as her head started to feel light. "Somebody help her! We need to get her to the medbay!"
Samara looked up to see a dark-skinned woman rush down the narrow corridor leading to the cockpit. "Commander, look!" she said, point downward at Samara. "There's something... something down there!"
Her vision getting foggy, the last thing Samara felt before she lost consciousness for the second time that day was Commander Shepard hurriedly undoing her pants, and a gasp from the assembled crew members as the pressure between Samara's legs was suddenly relieved.
BBC Heaven (9/?)
anonymous
November 16 2014, 03:18:37 UTC
* * *
She did her best to look as normal as possible on the way to her office, despite the rapidly growing pain she was feeling. And as soon as her office door shut behind her, Liara let out a choked cry of anguish. Dropping the Prothean databanks to the floor of her office, she pressed a hand between her legs, and felt a horrified chill run through her as she felt something there. A bulge of some kind, small but growing larger by the second.
What did that thing do to me? Liara thought, panicked as her trembling fingers worked the fasteners on her combat armor. She felt light-headed, and it took all of her mental abilities to keep conscious as she stripped off her armored leggings and started working on sliding down the pants underneath. Whatever was growing underneath her clothing, it was getting even larger. And whatever it was, Liara also realized, she could feel it pressing against the fabric of her pants. Feel it as if it were a part of her own body.
Just as she yanked down her pants and the cotton undergarments underneath, she heard her office door slide open behind her. Always forget to lock that door, a voice in the back of her head said, as she spun around in surprise at the sound and nearly fell on her face.
"Dr. T'Soni, is everything alright?" said the heavily-accented voice of the Normandy's ship doctor. Dr. Chloe Michel stepped into the office rapidly, concern on her face. "Commander Shepard asked me to check on you. He said something happened to Samara and..."
The doctor had been in such a rush to check on Liara, it took her a few seconds to notice that the asari in front of her was half-naked. Then, when her eyes unconsciously drifted down to Liara's beltline, her jaw dropped wide open in shock. "M...m... merde!" she cursed, her eyes bulging wide at what she saw.
Liara looked down as well, and saw just about the last thing she would have expected.
Hanging between Liara's legs was a long, thick, and veiny blue cock. Below it were a swollen pair of testicles, the hairless orbs dangling lewdly between her inner thighs.
Some crazy part of Liara's mind wanted to believe that this was some sort of hallucination, or a strange prosthetic that had somehow been slipped inside of her uniform. But she could feel the cold breeze of the Normandy's life support system drifting along the surface of the cock. The surface of her cock, the scaly blue tube of flesh jutting out from her groin like it had always been there. As she watched, she could see the pulse of her rapid heartbeat throbbing through the organ, blood pumping through the recently-grown part of her anatomy.
She looked back up, horror on her face, to see Dr. Michel staring back, along with several other crew members who had heard the doctor's cries and came to see what was the matter.
"By... by the Godd..." was all that Liara got out before she fell to the floor, out cold.
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Coming up next on BBC 2: Unwelcome delays, unwanted desires, and undeniable cravings
Re: BBC Heaven (9/?)
anonymous
November 25 2014, 15:36:21 UTC
A!A: Heh, sorry to fans of this and Slaves. But I've been stricken with a terrible disease that is preventing me from concentrating on writing. Yeah, I've come down with DA:Itis. :)
But I'm going to try to drag myself away from BioWare's latest masterpiece (and it really is good, don't let the banality of DA2 scare you away from it) long enough to get an update to something done soon. Probably will be Slaves first, but I gotta admit that I'm actually much more eager to return to this fill at the moment. Probably because it's shorter, and more probably because, aside from a little more plot that will be in the next update, it's going to be non-stop smut pretty much until the end.
So, hang tight, folks. I'll drag myself away from the Inquisition (and my new waifu Cassandra) sometime soon.
Re: BBC Heaven (9/?)
anonymous
November 25 2014, 22:51:37 UTC
As would I. But I'm a big Slaves fan and they just landed at the much-anticipated secret sex base! There's gotta be at least a little smut involved with that... right?
Re: BBC Heaven (9/?)
anonymous
November 26 2014, 01:38:53 UTC
Of course. What's been started must first be finished. But might it be the next long!fic after Slaves? In fact, if A!A wants to collab on a DA!fic, I might be up for that.
Re: BBC Heaven (9/?)
anonymous
November 27 2014, 12:22:39 UTC
A!A: It's funny, but I've been asked before about DA fics, and despite my love for all things BioWare, I never really felt all that invested in that universe. Or least, not enough to divert from my focus on ME smut. But DA:I might end up changing that in the end, as it's really gotten me interested in the lore in a way I wasn't before.
(And I gotta confess: the latest pic by MintoFoularis http://rule34.paheal.net/post/view/1487471 was hot enough that I almost started thinking up a "the Inquisitor's female advisors help him celebrate a hard-earned victory" fic before I remembered I'm already in the middle of two fics ;) )
But yes, that's looking WAY into the future. For now, trying my best to devote some time on this Thanksgiving weekend to do a Slaves update, and maybe try to get back to this fill before getting back to work. Now if I could just make myself go to sleep now, and not spend the next few hours exploring the new zone I just unlocked in DA:I... :)
Re: BBC Heaven (9/?)
anonymous
December 22 2014, 00:22:27 UTC
A!A Update: Next update coming before X-Mas, scout's honor. The last update for Slaves ended up getting a lot bigger than I anticipated, and left me a little burnt out for a few days, but I have the next update for this mostly finished. Thanks for waiting.
But by the time Liara summoned up the will to open her mouth, Samara had already grasped onto the orb herself, trying to wrest it from Liara's grasp. Immediately, Liara saw the same pain she was going through on Samara's face as well, the normally calm and serene Justicar gasping out as the agony of the device filled her body as well.
She didn't know how much longer it went on. Minutes, hours... the pain seemed endless until finally, she felt herself falling back to the floor, her hands finally releasing their grip on the device before she crumpled down and passed out.
* * *
"This way!" Shepard yelled. "I heard it from down there!"
Ashley struggled to keep up pace with Shepard. With his enhanced muscles and stamina, though, she was having a hard time keeping him in sight as he dashed through the facility.
They had heard Liara's screams, loud and clear even though they were on the other side of the building. At the first sound of them, Shepard had dropped his search for any signs of danger to rush towards the sound.
To be sure, Shepard was one of the best soldiers Ashley had ever seen. But sometimes, he was just a little too eager to drop any caution at the thought of a friend being in danger. Ashley hated herself for it, the petty thoughts filling her head when Liara could be in mortal danger. But part of her couldn't help but feel those old pangs of jealousy again.
It had started back on the Normandy SR-1, when Ashley and Liara had realized that Shepard had been spending a lot of time with both of them. They had agreed to confront Shepard, and make him realize that it had to be one or the other. Shepard had had the dopiest look on his face then, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. But eventually, after an eternity of glancing between the two of them, he had chosen Ash. And while she had felt sympathy for Liara, walking away broken-hearted, part of her couldn't help but thrill at the fact that it had been her Shepard had wanted.
But ever since then, there had always been that doubt. That thought that maybe Shepard believed he had made the wrong choice. The way he looked at Liara sometimes, how he always seemed to take her advice during the final days of the Reaper war. She knew that she was being stupid. That Shepard was a man of his word, and would never fool around on her. But sometimes... times like these for instance... she couldn't help but wonder.
Breathing hard, muscles aching, Ash finally caught up to Shepard as he stepped through an open door into a Prothean lab of some kind. Ash immediately noticed the pedestal in the center of the room, and the Prothean orb hovering there. And then she saw the two crumpled bodies lying on the floor and gasped.
"Ash, check on Samara," Shepard instructed her, before rushing over to Liara.
Just like you'd expect, that bitter bitch in her brain said, even as she tried to ignore it and knelt down to check on Samara. Immediately, she could see that the older asari was breathing, and a check of her pulse told Ash that Samara's heartbeat was rapid, but steady.
"She's okay," Ash said. "Just out cold."
Standing up, Shepard let out a relieved sigh. "Liara's okay, too," he said, before turning his attention to the center of the room. "They were both lying around this artifact."
"Maybe it's like when you found the beacon," Ashley posited. "Gave them some messed-up visions or something." She suddenly remembered something. "Or like that orb you found on Eletania. Still remember how terrified I was when that thing knocked you out."
Shepard stared deeply at the hovering orb. Then, before Ashley could stop him, he began removing the gloves from his combat armor. "Shepard, what are you doing?" Ashley said nervously. "What if it..."
"I'll be okay, Ash," Shepard said. "I just want to see what they saw."
As Shepard reached for the orb, Ashley saw Liara stir. The asari raised herself up partway from the floor and, seeing what Shepard was doing, shouted. "Shepard, no! Don't touch it!"
But too late. Shepard's hand hit the surface of the Prothean orb and...
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"Liara, what did you see?" Shepard asked her. "When you touched the orb, did you have any visions?"
Liara shook her head. "No, it just... hurt. It was the worst pain I experienced in my life. I don't remember anything other than that."
Coming to as well, the three of them turned to see Samara starting to stand up. "It was the same for me," Samara said. "I saw no visions that I can recall."
"Samara, I'm so sorry," Liara said, immediately rushing over to help the Justicar to her feet. "It was my stupidity that made you touch that device. If anything has happened to you..."
"No need for apology, Liara," Samara said with a comforting smile. "I do not appear to have suffered any lasting injury."
Liara looked down at herself, running hands over her body to search for injuries. "Nor I. Strange."
A look came across Ashley's face. Before any of them could stop her, she yanked off one of her own gloves and pressed against the surface of the orb. Shepard gasped, but just as with him, nothing seemed to happen when she touched it.
"Heh," Ashley chuckled. "Thought maybe this thing was made by a Prothean misogynist or something, only wanted to torture women." She turned and looked at Liara and Samara. "Or maybe... it only hurts asari to touch it."
Liara frowned, then suddenly remembered. "The terminal," she said to Shepard. "There's a Prothean computer terminal over there. Maybe we can find out more about what this device is from the terminal's databanks."
Shepard nodded. "Good idea," he said to Liara, giving her a smile that made Liara's heart swell. "Retrieve the memory banks and we'll bring them back to the Normandy." He then turned his attention to the other asari in their party. "Samara, I assume that blasted-up shuttle outside was yours?"
Samara nodded. "Unfortunately, I wasn't quite as stealthy as I had hoped in my tracking of Lelina and her companions. I was planning to locate one of the Eclipse's shuttles after my battle was concluded, but now that you have arrived... I hope it wouldn't be too much of an imposition upon you to... 'hitch a ride,' as you humans put it."
"Not a problem," Shepard said. "We'll bring you back to the Normandy and drop you off at the next starport so you can get back to Thessia."
This gave Samara a smile. "Actually, I have another journey in mind. A visit to someone very dear to me on Lesuss. But I should be able to book passage to there just as easily. I thank you for your hospitality."
"Alright, considering we're not dodging any fire from Eclipse mercs after all the noise we just made, I guess Lelina was bluffing after all," Ashley said, as she put her glove back on and took the Prothean artifact with both hands. "Let's get going. I think I've had enough gun battles on Eden Prime for one lifetime, thank you."
"You and me both, lady," Shepard said to Ashley with a smirk, and the two of them shared a laugh as they led the way out of the building.
Behind them, as she finished removing the Prothean databanks from the terminal, Liara wasn't sure if the lurch she felt in her stomach was at the sight of Shepard and Ashley together... or something else. She looked over at Samara to see the Justicar holding a hand to her forehead. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," Samara said, but with a noticeable lack of certainty in her voice. Seeing Samara's discomfort, Liara suddenly felt a sharp pain. Not in her head, but on a place on her body that would be inappropriate to place a hand on in polite company. But just as soon as it was there, Liara felt it abate. Trying to ignore the troubled feelings she was having, Liara followed Samara out of the facility and to the waiting Normandy shuttle.
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"There have been many changes since I was last here," Samara said as she stepped through the airlock onto the deck of the Normandy. Looking into the cockpit, she smiled as she saw the familiar ballcap poking up from the pilot's seat. "But it seems like something will never change."
Turning around in his seat, Joker gave Samara a surprised smile. "Hey, Samara! Long time, no see!" he said, then gave Shepard a scathing look. "Commander, you should have told me we were going to have company coming! This place is an absolute mess. I'm so embarrassed."
"Yeah, some things never change," Shepard said to Samara with a grin. "Come on, we've got a few hours until we reach the next port. I'll give you the tour if you want." He turned to his right. "Liara, did you want to... Liara?"
Liara was leaning a hand against the bulkhead, eyes distant. "I'm... I'm fine, Shepard," she quickly said. "I just need to lie down for a bit."
"You sure you're okay?" Shepard said, walking over to Liara with a concerned look. "Maybe you should have Dr. Michel take a look at you."
"I said I'm fine!" Liara suddenly exclaimed, Shepard taking a step back in surprise at her loud response. "I'll be in my office, just... just give me some time to rest," she said, more quietly, before turning and walking down to the lift.
Ashley looked at the departing Liara in confusion. "I'll check in on her later, Shepard," she offered. "Probably just nerves from being back in combat after so long. I remember when I used to get like that back when I was in training. I'm sure she'll be fine."
"Thanks, Ash," Shepard said. "I just hope it isn't something to do with that device," he said, before turning to Samara. "You feeling alright, Samara?"
Samara hesitated. "I... believe so," she said. "Perhaps some aches still remaining from touching that relic, but nothing too troubling."
"Speaking of which," Ashley said, hefting the large orb in her hands. "Guess we better decide what to do with this thing."
"Put it in the life support room for now," Shepard advised her. "Nobody in there right now to tamper with it."
"Roger that, sir," Ashley said. "I'll meet you up in your cabin after you're done giving Samara the grand tour. I... uh... think we're going to need a debriefing after that mission," she added suggestively.
Shepard grinned and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "An Alliance Commander's work is never done," he said, as Ashley turned and made her way to the lift.
"I am glad to see you have found happiness, Shepard," Samara said, watching Ash leave with a warm smile. "You bore so many burdens during our battles with the Reapers. If anyone deserved a long rest with a loving companion after all that, it would be you."
This gave Shepard a laugh. "You sound a lot like Ash, actually. After she got back from where the Normandy crash-landed, she was ready for the two of us to retire somewhere. But the galaxy still needs to be rebuilt, and I don't intend to rest until as many people as possible have the same opportunity to find their own happiness as I do."
"Shepard, you are truly a s... self..." Samara stared to say, before a sudden and sharp bolt of pain forced her to suddenly hunch over.
"Samara!" Shepard cried out, but Samara could barely hear his words through the agony that was suddenly flaring between her legs. She fell to her knees on the Normandy deck, the sound of crew members rushing to her side surrounding her as her head started to feel light. "Somebody help her! We need to get her to the medbay!"
Samara looked up to see a dark-skinned woman rush down the narrow corridor leading to the cockpit. "Commander, look!" she said, point downward at Samara. "There's something... something down there!"
Her vision getting foggy, the last thing Samara felt before she lost consciousness for the second time that day was Commander Shepard hurriedly undoing her pants, and a gasp from the assembled crew members as the pressure between Samara's legs was suddenly relieved.
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She did her best to look as normal as possible on the way to her office, despite the rapidly growing pain she was feeling. And as soon as her office door shut behind her, Liara let out a choked cry of anguish. Dropping the Prothean databanks to the floor of her office, she pressed a hand between her legs, and felt a horrified chill run through her as she felt something there. A bulge of some kind, small but growing larger by the second.
What did that thing do to me? Liara thought, panicked as her trembling fingers worked the fasteners on her combat armor. She felt light-headed, and it took all of her mental abilities to keep conscious as she stripped off her armored leggings and started working on sliding down the pants underneath. Whatever was growing underneath her clothing, it was getting even larger. And whatever it was, Liara also realized, she could feel it pressing against the fabric of her pants. Feel it as if it were a part of her own body.
Just as she yanked down her pants and the cotton undergarments underneath, she heard her office door slide open behind her. Always forget to lock that door, a voice in the back of her head said, as she spun around in surprise at the sound and nearly fell on her face.
"Dr. T'Soni, is everything alright?" said the heavily-accented voice of the Normandy's ship doctor. Dr. Chloe Michel stepped into the office rapidly, concern on her face. "Commander Shepard asked me to check on you. He said something happened to Samara and..."
The doctor had been in such a rush to check on Liara, it took her a few seconds to notice that the asari in front of her was half-naked. Then, when her eyes unconsciously drifted down to Liara's beltline, her jaw dropped wide open in shock. "M...m... merde!" she cursed, her eyes bulging wide at what she saw.
Liara looked down as well, and saw just about the last thing she would have expected.
Hanging between Liara's legs was a long, thick, and veiny blue cock. Below it were a swollen pair of testicles, the hairless orbs dangling lewdly between her inner thighs.
Some crazy part of Liara's mind wanted to believe that this was some sort of hallucination, or a strange prosthetic that had somehow been slipped inside of her uniform. But she could feel the cold breeze of the Normandy's life support system drifting along the surface of the cock. The surface of her cock, the scaly blue tube of flesh jutting out from her groin like it had always been there. As she watched, she could see the pulse of her rapid heartbeat throbbing through the organ, blood pumping through the recently-grown part of her anatomy.
She looked back up, horror on her face, to see Dr. Michel staring back, along with several other crew members who had heard the doctor's cries and came to see what was the matter.
"By... by the Godd..." was all that Liara got out before she fell to the floor, out cold.
* * *
Coming up next on BBC 2: Unwelcome delays, unwanted desires, and undeniable cravings
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NOW!!
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But I'm going to try to drag myself away from BioWare's latest masterpiece (and it really is good, don't let the banality of DA2 scare you away from it) long enough to get an update to something done soon. Probably will be Slaves first, but I gotta admit that I'm actually much more eager to return to this fill at the moment. Probably because it's shorter, and more probably because, aside from a little more plot that will be in the next update, it's going to be non-stop smut pretty much until the end.
So, hang tight, folks. I'll drag myself away from the Inquisition (and my new waifu Cassandra) sometime soon.
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(And I gotta confess: the latest pic by MintoFoularis http://rule34.paheal.net/post/view/1487471 was hot enough that I almost started thinking up a "the Inquisitor's female advisors help him celebrate a hard-earned victory" fic before I remembered I'm already in the middle of two fics ;) )
But yes, that's looking WAY into the future. For now, trying my best to devote some time on this Thanksgiving weekend to do a Slaves update, and maybe try to get back to this fill before getting back to work. Now if I could just make myself go to sleep now, and not spend the next few hours exploring the new zone I just unlocked in DA:I... :)
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