Chapter 1 - Miranda x Shepard

Lexanna Shepard breathed deeply, letting the warm air fill her lungs. She closed her eyes, letting the water droplets drip down over her long, fake lashes. She had the water turned up nice and hot, and the plasti-glass walls of the shower stall soon fogged over with steam. The steam obscured her body, which was of average height, lithe, with a heavy set of breasts that even the most casual observer could tell were implants. They were fairly high-tech implants, but her boobs were still ridiculously perky and smooth compared to a pair of natural tits. They sat high on her chest, well above her toned belly. It was without hint of muscle, smooth and feminine with and a long navel complete with a stud. Her hips were wide, adding greatly to the curvaceous and slutty nature of her body, while her legs were long and lissome, with a generous thigh gap. At the moment, however, that thigh gap was being taken up by her plump, smooth cum-filled nutsack, while her nicely-above-average penis twitched and throbbed with her heartbeat. Her toes were painted red, a vibrant rose-red that glistened with the water of the shower and the pure-white artificial lighting of her quarters. 
 
Her skin was flushed red from the effect of the hot water, and she let out her breath at last, letting her chest sink and belly contract. She was so thin that even the act of breathing made her contort slightly, snake-like, and very eye-catching. There was certainly a reason behind virtually every Asari falling head-over-heels for Shepard. Her long blonde hair was smooth and straight, reaching almost past her mid-back with very subtle curls that actually looked vaguely like the Asari crests. Though it was not immediately obvious, the simple cause was the over-use of hair products that Shepard used. Plenty of shampoos, conditioners, and gel were on display in her lavishly-huge shower, something she'd gone out of her way to ensure her quarters aboard the Normandy were equipped with before taking command. 
 
Lexanna Shepard looked every inch like a cultured whore. Most humans and aliens were naturally too polite to point it out, but Lexanna's aggressive sexuality made certain that if she saw someone as a potential partner, they were likely to find out before long. Thanks primarily to her libido (and perhaps her hair), there was a common joke around her acquaintances that "one of her grandmothers must be Asari." The joke being that Asari children are only ever Asari, no half-breeds in terms of physiology.
 
She pressed her back up against the wall and breathed raggedly. The steam was deliciously, painfully hot. She wrapped her fingers around her hardness and tilted her head back, her golden hair splaying out against the wet wall. She bit her lip, letting out a needy "fffffffff…" as she stroked herself off, letting scenes of sex and debauchery flit through her mind. The new club on the Citadel where she'd snorted cocaine off a stranger's cock, then fucked her without ever learning her name. The time she ate grapes out of Ashley's belly button, licking and sucking her skin in between. The dazzling pleasure she experienced every time she mated with an Asari.
 
She opened her eyes, long black lashes blocking the water from irritating her, and sighed, frustrated. Masturbation used to handle her urges, but as she'd gotten more and more kinky… Nothing less than a direct physical act could satisfy. And so her thoughts landed on a member of her crew she'd been wary of. She considered Miranda to be too aloof and… well, downright distressing, to be around. Miranda's casual insistence on her own perfection was irritating at best and vilifying at worst. Maybe I'll just go talk to her, she thought. What's the worst that could happen?
 
She stepped out of the shower and toweled herself off. She inspected herself in the mirror. Green eyes, silken hair, and flawless ivory skin. She arched her back forward slightly, letting her tits ride up even more, her tiny (by comparison) pink nipples standing out thanks to the sudden plunge into cold air from the steamy shower. Her hips were pierced on either side with diamond studs, creating an artificial V-shape that framed her belly, and subtly pointed directly to her crotch as well. 
 
She slipped into her standard uniform without much trouble. A tight jumpsuit that molded nicely to her body like a second skin. She was a shower, not a grower, and so she was forced to choose whether to slot her dick into the left or right leg every time she put it on, creating a minute bulge that would be mostly invisible to someone who wasn't specifically looking… But a visual treat for potential partners. She neglected to wear the gloves, displaying her lithe fingers and long ruby nails. She had no intention to bed Miranda… But there was nothing wrong with at least taking a step or two in that direction, right? She could always say no when the time came. She shivered slightly thinking about the human biotic, thinking about Lawson's subtle Australian accent. "The best genes money could buy." Not to mention the camera angles that always showed off her full ass. Shepard reflexively wetted her lip with her long tongue.
 
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Shepard pressed the call button on Miranda's quarters. Her smooth voice crackled slightly as it came from the call button's speaker. "I'm busy," she panted, obviously breathing hard for some reason. "Is it important?"
 
Lexanna cleared her throat. "Uhm, it's not too important, I—"
 
Miranda stopped her midway. "Commander!" There was a brief shuffling noise and the squeak of a chair. "Yes, please come in."
 
She heard the electronic lock click open, and the door slid aside to admit her with the tiny whoosh of a gas piston. She stepped inside, letting her two-inch heels glide over the aperture. The first thing she noticed is that Miranda's quarters had fur carpeting, instead of the uncomfortable metallic flooring she was used to. Miranda herself was actually barefoot, which was quite unusual indeed amongst the Normandy crew. "Hi…" she said, smiling tentatively. Miranda was sitting down at her n-shaped desk, slouching slightly, and sat up abruptly after realizing how excessively casual she looked. Almost seemed like she'd been caught in the middle of something. "Good morning Commander, what can I do for you?"
 
Lexanna's ears tingled. Miri's voice was one of the most seductive things she'd ever heard, and she felt her pent-up balls quiver between her thighs. She'd love to just come out and say "You can do me, as fast and hard as you can," but she simply didn't know her that well and she was her CO to make matters worse. There was hardly a better way to get court-martialed than sticking it in one of your crewmembers. Or something worse, knowing Cerberus. Instead, Lexanna shed her boots and stepped forward over the carpet, enjoying the tingling feeling of fake-fur on her smooth skin. 
 
The silence was growing awkward. "I…" she started, hesitating, staring at the roundness of Miranda's full, heavy chest. "I just wanted to talk. To spend some quality time with a member of my team that I've been neglecting." She swallowed the lump in her throat, and smiled. It felt good getting her feelings out in the open. This was a good idea after all. 
 
Miranda raised a single, dark eyebrow. "It's early for talking, but I've got time. Anything in specific?"
 
Shepard edged the guest chair to the side, and sat down facing Miranda, smiling winningly. "No, nothing in particular." She noticed that Miri was barefoot too, her toenails painted ice-white which matched her outfit very nicely. "Nice toenails. Big fan of white?"  
 
Miranda wiggled her toes a little and smiled at the compliment. "Well, yes. It's the purest color, after all. Perfectly white, just like me." She wiggled slightly in the chair, tilting her head to the side and giving Shepard a suggestive look with her eyelids dimmed. Without a word, she slipped her foot forward and gently rubbed it over Shepard's. Miranda's skin was smooth, pure of color, and her cuticles and nails were expertly-done for smoothness and attention-catching. Shepard's was slightly discolored, though no more than a normal human's: Simply the fact that she had some bluish veins visible on the surface. Miri traced her big toe over a vein, making Shepard tingle and close her thighs slightly. 
 
"That tickles," she said quietly, though not unfriendly. Miranda drew her foot back slightly and played around with Shepard's toes. Lexanna wet her lips, feeling herself get drawn in, inexorably, to Miranda's charm. "Geez…" she smiled, rubbing the back of her head with her hand, sending her golden hair into a dance. "You're spoiling me."
 
"I could spoil you more often if you came around my quarters sometimes," Miranda said softly. Her words twisted the knife, but her tone was smooth and understanding. Shepard found herself blushing.
 
"Would you like that?"
 
"Of course I would. A chance to spend more time with the commander, for one. Not to mention the fact that it got awkward during those two years when I tried to converse with a corpse. I'm joking!"
 
Shepard laughed brightly, and Miranda slowly rose to her feet. Lexanna's greedy eyes passed over the engineer's groin… There was a pretty big tent in her left thigh. "Did…" she paused, and realized with shock that she'd caught Miranda masturbating. And that she'd stopped just to allow Lexanna to come inside. She pursed her lips and she blushed deep red, wondering just what was on the computer screen she couldn't see.
 
Miranda slowly walked over to the other side of her desk. She looked Shepard in the eye, then sat down on the edge. Shepard could hear the whisper-quiet stretching of Miri's bodysuit over her ass. Fuck, those hips, she thought, wetting her lip. Her cock pulsed, and she crossed her legs to hide her sudden erection.
 
Miranda reached forward and placed a hand on Lexanna's shoulder. "Something's wrong," she said, a simple statement of fact. Shepard was about to disagree, but Miri squeezed took her other shoulder too, and pressed her thumbs against Lexanna's collarbone, massaging her gently, which forced a little moan out of the commander. She tilted her head up to look into Miranda's icy eyes. Her lips glistened as she spoke. "What's on your mind?"
 
Lexanna tried to relax into the massage. She sighed, then breathed deeply, resting her hands on Miranda's knees. "I dunno… It's just, things have been crazy lately, you know? When I was little, I wasn't expecting to become a galactic power, a symbol for humanity at the Citadel. It's just stressful." She let her shoulders sag, relaxing even more under Miranda's strong fingers. "Ohhh, that feels good. Can you do my back? My spine has been killing me. There weren't so many field missions in my training days, I get sore and I feel like an old woman." Miranda laughed, and Shepard stood, moving the chair out of the way and resting on Miranda's legs as she sat down, pressing her back against her chest and her butt against her groin. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing again as Miranda's hands found her shoulders and began to massage again without trouble. Her cock was turgid, just looking for an excuse to get truly hard. 
 
"There's lots of ways to relieve stress, Commander," Miranda said slyly, bringing one hand down to Lexanna's stomach and pulling her backward, deliberately pressing the commander's ass against her bulge. "We can… try some together, if you want."
 
Lexanna wasn't paying attention. With her eyes shut, her mind started to wander. Sex was easy, relationships were hard… did she really want a relationship with Miranda? Was she only here because she was lying to herself in the first place?
 
"Relax," Miranda cooed, leaning forward and pressing her lips against Shepard's ear. She left a tiny, wet tingling feeling behind as she pulled away and started to spread her hands more widely, moving up and down her back, pressing her thumbs against her spine. Shepard huffed, and tried not to move her muscles at all, not resist the massage at all. Her skin and flesh moved in pleasant swirls beneath Miri's fingers. Movements that muscles can't do on their own. Stretching them slightly to the side, pulling them… Everything tingled. "Ohhh, Miri, that feels reeaally good." Her erection was throbbing by now.
 
"I could make you feel really good," Miranda said quietly, the smirk on her face obvious from her tone. She rested her chin on her neck, and looked to the side into Shepard's eyes. "We could feel good together, if you wanted, Commander…"
 
Lexanna didn't even try to hide her interest. She squirmed on Miranda's lap, pressing her ass firmly against the woman's bulge. Miri snaked one arm around her stomach, and pulled her tight, ensuring for herself that Shepard could plainly feel the erection she'd caused. "I think I'd like that," she whispered, tilting her head slightly to the side.
 
Miranda took the invitation quite happily. She forgot the massage, and wrapped her arms around Shepard's waist, pressing her lips to her neck and smooching her warmly. "Mm." After a few moments of kissing her with just her soft lips, she opened her mouth and licked Shepard's throat, letting out a gentle moan as she did. "You don't taste like anything. Did you have a shower before you came to see me? It would be easier to tell if you didn't take such good care of your hair." She traced her fingers through Shepard's flaxen locks, pulling back and giving her hair a light sniff. "Mmm. Lilac? One of my favorite scents," she purred, going back in to kiss Shepard's throat. The commander quivered, goosebumps erupting down her arms. It made her unbelievably excited to hear that Miranda liked the way she smelled. 
 
"Thank you…" she whispered, leaning a little backwards into the embrace, letting Miranda's warm tongue explore her smooth, sensitive collar. Her tongue was insanely long; smooth and wet and scintillating. She'd seen it a few times before, like watching Miri do party tricks like tying a knot in a cherry stem fished out of a martini glass. She felt herself blushing hot while that long tongue played on her collar, making her shiver, making her squirm. She swept her foot to the side and wrapped it around Miranda's leg, slowly rubbing up and down, gently scraping her with her nails. "It-It goes without saying that you are incredibly gorgeous, too… It's… Miranda, that's the reason I don't like taking you on missions. I'm afraid you might get hurt. I was afraid to get too close to you in case I was injured, and hurt you that way, too…" 
 
She hadn't realized it before, but now that she said it, the reasons were obvious. Everything seemed right. She'd been a coward afraid to hurt a friend and potential partner.
 
Miranda reached up and wrapped her thumb and finger around Lexanna's jaw. She pulled to the side, but Shepard resisted, suddenly thinking things were going too fast. "Wait," she whispered, and Miranda grabbed a fistful of her hair, wrenching her head to the side and kissing her deeply, sliding inches of that amazing tongue straight down her throat. Shepard tried to speak, tried to pull away, but with Miri's soft lips smooshed against her own it was almost impossible to say no. She let out an impassioned moan and wiggled her butt against the woman's hard cock. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. And yet, her scalp hurt pretty bad from the rough tug on her hair.
 
For Miranda, the kiss was electric. Red lips pressed against red lips, soft and buttery, their spit making everything deliciously wet. Shepard's were strawberry, flavored from an expensive moisturizer she adored, and Miranda hungrily sucked the berry flavor from her mouth. It took a long while before Shepard began to kiss back, not wanting to see if Miranda had the balls to rip her hair out just for a petty fuck. As soon as she did. Miranda upped the ante by sliding her tongue around Shepard's like a rope and sucking it lewdly.
 
Her massaging fingers were turning Shepard into putty. "F-Fuck!" she moaned into Miranda's mouth, wiggling slightly. "Stop!"
 
Miranda pulled hard on her hair, making Shepard twist to the side and whine girlishly in pain. At last Lexanna moved her tongue against Miri's, letting the soft muscles squish wetly together. Hers wasn't quite as long as Miranda's but it was at least unusually big and she had decent control over wrapping it around Miri's. Miri humped forward slightly, enough to let her huge, soft breasts pancake out on Shepard's back. She flushed hot, skin unable to breathe in the bodyglove suit, pressed against another woman with the same problem… She pushed her tongue deeper, gliding past Shepard's tongue and down her throat again, making her gag. 
 
Lexanna wasn't just sweating because it was hot. Sex with subordinates was at best frowned-upon, at worst illegal. A scandal like that might be enough to get her kicked out of the Spectres, maybe even lose her ship. But it didn't seem to matter anymore as Miranda reached around and started to paw at her chest, unzipping her suit down to the navel and briefly toying with her barbell stud, before sinking her fingers into her cleavage and grabbing a handful of her fake, pert breasts.
 
Shepard spun around, grinding her junk against Miranda's own bulge. Miranda moaned hotly, closing her eyes and really squeezing those sweater-puppies, while Lexanna too started to grope and play with Miri's fantastic boobs. "Perfect," she whispered into the kiss, pushing her tits up on her chest, then letting them flop down and jiggle in her hands.
 
Miranda dropped one hand, slipping her fingers between Shepard's groin and squeezing her pent-up nuts. The swollen length was obvious, and Miranda smirked. Lexanna drew breath with a hiss, pulling away from the warm make-out, and tried to stop it. She was, however, distracted by the long tongue that Miranda neglected to pull back into her mouth. "Miri, we can't," she gasped, but Lawson had already slipped her butt off the desk and slid around to Shepard's backside.
 
"Lie down," she said in a harsh tone, her accent dulling the bite of it slightly. Shepard resisted, and Miranda used a bit of Biotic energy to push Shepard hard against the table. She hit the back of her head with a sound thump that made her momentarily dizzy. She came back to reality just a few seconds later, but that was enough time for Miranda to rip open the crotch of her uniform and expose her ass and balls, while her cock was still stuffed in her leg. She tried to tell her to wait, but as she opened her mouth to speak, only a gasp came out as Miranda peeled herself out of her own suit. A long, thick cock, smooth and veiny, with a pair of plump nuts that looked full to bursting. Lexanna she wet her lip nervously. 
 
"Holy shit, you're hung," Lexanna she said quietly, unable to stop herself from biting her lip as she stared at that perfect cockmeat. She could feel her ass getting horny, her crinkled star craving stimulation. Miranda brushed her hands through Lexanna's hair, cooing quite soothingly indeed. 
 
"And you're gorgeous," she replied, sliding herself balls-deep in Lexanna's thighs. It would have been massively dry and uncomfortable if it wasn't for the sweat which coated Lawson's dick, and the fact that Shepard's uniform was just so sinfully silken. She pressed her nuts against the commander's legs and let her cock throb just a few inches in front of her face. "I've wanted to do this for ever. I lusted over your body for almost two years at Cerberus."
 
Shepard shook her head, clearing her thoughts. The smell of dick was hypnotizing her. "Wait, what the hell is going on?" This moved so fast… way too fast. She tried to squirm away, but Miranda grabbed her wrists and slammed them hard against the table. Two little half-circles of orange light clasped around them, holding her hands in place on the desk. "Wait, wait…!"
 
Miranda's smirk deepened, and she leaned forward over Lexanna's body, sandwiching all 16 inches of her thick cock between their bodies and letting herself throb against her stomach. "I always wanted to do this," she hissed, much darker this time, implying far more than she did a moment ago. "To break you. Rape you. Turn you into my personal fucktoy. Did you ever wonder why you went from a top to a bottom after your resurrection? I made sure your cute little asshole couldn't go more than a few hours without lewd touches…" She dug her finger into her sphincter and Shepard gasped, moaning whorishly as she wiggled her digit around. "Little teases…" she pulled her finger free and stepped back, wrapping her fingers around her dick and shoving it between Shepard's asscheeks, smearing her musky cockhead against the twitching fuckhole, smearing some pre. "Tender sucks." Miri got down on her knees and pressed her face against Shepard's taint, licking her own cum off her asshole before going down and lavishing her tongue along Shepard's ballsack. She grabbed her nuts in one hand and slathered spit all over, before popping one of her balls into her mouth and giving it a firm suck. "Oh, Lexi, you taste so good. I'm really going to enjoy this," she purred, once again coming to her feet and resting her hands on Shepard's hips. "Are you going to do what I say and be a good little piece of fuckmeat, or do I have to get mean?"
 
Lexanna was panting, red in the cheeks and drooling slightly onto the table. She closed her mouth and swallowed. "I… don't…" she shivered. She'd never be able to convincingly lie and say she didn't want this. "I can't, Miranda, the ship, EDI, I…"
 
Lawson smirked, and came around to the other side of the table, gently caressing Lexanna's blushing face. Without a word, she pressed her fingers against her lips, the same hand that she'd just fingered her asshole with, and pushed inside. Lexi squirmed at the subtle, bitter taste, but couldn't hide the erection tenting her pant-leg. Miranda pulled her fingers free, only to clasp them around Shepard's tent, and her other hand around her testicles, squeezing them none-too-gently. Shepard squealed and pulled away, but was kept firmly in place by the energy wrist-manacles. A wet spot appeared on the inside edge of Shepard's thigh, and Miranda found it with her finger, slowly working her finger in circles around her drooling urethra. "You can't hide it from me. Your cock wants this. You want this." 
 
Shepard let out a feverish "Heeeeeeeh!" as she breathed out, highly stressed. "Yes, as long as you delete the records from your room's monitoring system as soon as we're done," she gasped, biting down on her lower lip hard and clenching her eyes shut as Miranda's strong grip on her balls made her leak even more cum into her pants. 
 
"I'll delete the logs…" Miranda cooed, pressing her hot body right up against Shepard's. "As long as you're a good little whore. I want to really enjoy this… I've been waiting long enough… I deserve this." She suddenly pulled away, and went somewhere Shepard couldn't see, returning after a few seconds alongside the plastic-y rattle of a pill bottle. "Open your mouth, whore," she breathed, and Shepard nervously pried her lips apart. Miranda pushed two little pills into her mouth, then held her mouth shut with her hand. "Swallow. Obviously I expect you to swallow everything I give you, so you might as well start now…" Her tone was light and sensual. She was like a different woman.
 
In response to the order, however, Shepard's face soured. She put the pills in her cheek and fought back. "I'm your captain, Miranda! You have to do what I say, it's called chain of command!"
 
Miranda shook her head, and tutted. "But I'm the one with the video-tape. I'll upload it to the extranet and you'll become a laughing-stock. A sex-toy for horny little teenagers to beat off to. Is that really what you want to happen to the great Commander Shepard? To turn into a porn star?"
 
Lexanna bit her lip hard, and glared up at her tormentor. Miranda cooed soothingly and pressed her palm against Shepard's throat, gently massaging it and encouraging her to swallow the pills down. Shepard didn't make a move, so she pinched her nostrils shut. After a few seconds, Lexanna opened her mouth to breathe, and Miranda roughly groped her throat hard enough to cut off her air. Her muscles spasmed, she gasped, and accidentally swallowed. Miranda could feel the bulge travelling down Shepard's neck. "There we go." Seeing the expression on the commander's face, she slapped her cheek roughly, her cock throbbing in the air. "It's just hallex, you bitch. Try to have some fun." She grabbed the commander's suit and ripped the chest open, tearing the fabric and leaving her breasts fully exposed to the cameras. Lexanna teared up slightly from the abuse, and glared daggers at her.
 
Miranda walked over to a nearby table and took a mouthful of water from a glass. She popped the pills in her mouth and swallowed, staring at Shepard as she did, and then tilted her head as if to say "See?" then smiled predatorily. The drugs wouldn't have any effect until they dissolved, but they were supposed to start working within ten minutes. High-tech pharmaceuticals definitely had their uses. She licked her lips with that long tongue.
 
Shepard moaned out a plaintive cry for release just before Miranda shoved her dick in her face. The smell of that fat, sweaty, veined slab of femcock just about made her go crazy. Her cock tented her suit so hard that it actually pulled on the other side, making the fabric dig into her asscheeks. Miranda wrapped her slender fingers around her dick and smeared her precum all over Lexanna's nose, letting her hot throbbing meat speak for her, before at last she aligned her twitching cockhead with the commander's mouth and pushed deep inside.
 
Lexanna jerked backwards, but her range of motion was severely limited by the manacles. Her lips parted to accept the thick cock with a wet schlurp, and it slid past her teeth and tongue without much fuss. She didn't bite, she couldn't even concentrate enough to remember her name. The smell of Miranda's dick was hypnotizing. At least, until her glans bumped up against the entrance to Shepard's throat. Lexanna looked up into Miranda's eyes with a pleading expression, which earned nothing but a quick smirk before she forced herself into her throat, bulging it outwards with the sheer girth of her weighty meat. At that point eye contact became impossible as her eyes rolled back, and Miranda's fat balls obscured her vision anyways! She held Shepard's head still with her hands, gradually deepening her penetration and raping her throat more and more excitedly. Shepard gurgled wetly, and throatslop oozed from her mouth, slicking her lips and her tongue. She could hardly breathe for choking. Her muscles spasmed wildly, trying to eject the invader from her throat, but Miranda just held the back of Shep's head even harder and ploughed inch after inch of cock past her lips.
 
At last she hilted, her throbbing balls pressed up against Lexanna's eyes and nose. Now her ragged breaths were filling her lungs with the stink of her virile nuts, pounding the smell into her skull and making her twitch weakly, all over her body, especially her fingers and toes. She was definitely beginning to feel the effects of the hallex, now. Her nerve endings tingled, and the parts of her body where nerves are very dense felt the effects the worst: Her asshole, her cock, and her mouth all throbbed with need, craving sensation, which Miranda's fat dick seemed well-able to supply. She started to buck, sliding her cock out of her throat while keeping it at least 12 inches deep at all times, pumping in and out and encouraging Shep to drool even more. A river of whiteness spilled from her gorgeous lips and she glurgled in distress. "Tighten up," Miranda ordered, giving a quick tug on Shepard's balls using her biotics. Lexanna suddenly came in her pants, her knees going weak and clenching together, and she would have slid down off the desk if she wasn't virtually nailed to it. She tried to touch the floor, and managed to barely touch by arching her back and making her fat tits stick out even more.
 
She squeezed her eyes shut tight and ground her teeth, wishing she could bite the pillow, feeling her balls throb as they pumped plenty of warm cum up her urethra and into her suit. Wet sludge trickled down her leg and she shivered in embarrassment… It hardly mattered that she'd been drugged if all it took was a quick tug on her nuts to make her cum like a bitch. 
 
"That's a good whore," Miranda cooed, pressing the tips of her fingers into the back of Shepard's skull and grinding her dick forward through her lips. "A pathetic orgasm right when I tell you to. Typical cumslut," she jeered, bucking her hips quickly and making a guttural shuck-shuck-shuck sound in the commander's throat. Lexanna had pretty much checked out at that point, the combination of the hallex, brutal mouth-rape, and intoxicating musk of Miranda's huge balls slapping into her chin having turned her into little more than a human dicksleeve and cumdump. Her cock was twitching with submissive pleasure, and without a doubt she would have reached behind herself and started fingering her own prostate if she could. Right now though, she was moving less, complaining less, and her face had gone fully-red and was steadily making its way to purple. Everything pointed towards the fact that she was about to pass out from the lack of air. 
 
Miranda couldn't really bring herself to care. As Shepard lost control over her body and went limp, she just had even more fun roughly fucking her loose throat until her cock felt like it was fully-coated in throatslop. Lexanna's eyes fluttered shut, and for some reason that little movement tipped Miranda over the edge and made her cum like a horse, shooting cum straight down her neck and into her stomach. She moaned loudly, hedonistically, slapping Shepard's face as she railed her mouth. Cum backwashed heavily, bubbling out of her nose and mouth, making a thick mess of Miranda's glistening balls.
 
But that was only what came out. Miranda's cock easily pumped a liter of thick creamy cum straight down her gullet, turning her throat into a glorified semen pipeline. Lexi pressed her hands against her stomach, which was growing slightly, stretching out the sheer fabric of her skin-tight suit. She glurgled as Miranda filled her, never stopping her thrusting, still pulling out and ramming back in with enough force to make her nutsack slap against her face. The bulge in her neck grew and shrank, her cock rapidly pumping in and out, dumping load after hot load. 
 
She wasn't really a person anymore. Just a hot, wet hole useful for only one thing: Milking Miri's nuts.
 
At last her orgasm began to wind down, gyrating her hips to work her cock deeper into Shepard's clenching throat. Her lips were stained with jizz. Miranda pulled out, only to begin masturbating onto Shepard's face, spilling the last ropes of seed there and marking her as her little cumdump. She painted her face with spunk, getting it all over her cheeks and mouth, squeezing out a few more onto her forehead and finally finishing by getting her gunk in her hair.
 
Miranda panted loudly, her chest heaving up and down. Sweat was dripping down her face and her balls. Her cock was still spurting gouts of semen every few seconds as her balls dredged up more sperm and sent it on the way. She wasted her seed on the floor almost as fast as it was leaking from Lexanna's open, gaping mouth. Miri watched as cum oozed up her throat and into her mouth before spilling over her lips and messing up the desk before falling to the floor at last. "Wow," she moaned, licking her lips. The hallex was doing awesome things to her as well, of course, and her orgasm was powerful enough to almost knock her to the floor. She couldn't keep up the concentration required to use her biotics, and the manacles disappeared from around Lexanna's wrists. She slipped to the floor in a pile of cum and sweat, breathing slowly as she'd literally almost died from the insane abuse. 
 
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When Shepard blinked awake, she did it blearily and with a heavy yawn that immediately brought her attention to just how strongly her breath tasted of cum. She rolled her tongue around in her mouth, savoring the delicious taste, before she remembered why she was here and what she was doing. She almost started to rise to sitting, but the ground was soft and she misjudged the strength she'd need. She opened her eyes and realized she was on Miranda's bed—Slap!
 
"Aaaa, what—" she gasped, before another meaty slap connected with her cheek. She blinked the confusion away, and focused her vision on the woman standing tall in front of her: Miranda, holding her cock gingerly and slapping Shepard's cheeks with it, a cruel smirk painted on her lips. And… she was upside-down. No, wait, Shepard was upside-down. Lying on her back on the bed. Her pupils were totally dilated and everything seemed to glow psychedelically because too much light was hitting her retinas. She opened her mouth to say something, and Miranda just took the opportunity to thrust in, continuing until she was 10 inches deep and Shepard was gagging again. Something about her anus felt strange, a bizarre sensation of 'fullness' that she couldn't put her finger on, at least with Miri's cock bulging upwards out of her neck anyways. And then she couldn't breathe again, great.
 
"I put a nice big vibrator in your ass," Miranda said cooly. She was holding a small plastic bottle with a lightning bolt emblem on the wrapper. She spun the cap off and shoved it underneath Shepard's nose, and the strong smell made one eye close and one leg curl all the way up. "It's slush," she said. "Also known as poppers. A strong inhalant… so take a nice, deep breath for me." Shepard was pretty much going to do that either way, since her throat was clogged with dick and her brain desperately clawed for air. She held the bottle there for over a minute, until Shepard's fingers were twitching and her skin was flushed. She took a quick hit off the stuff herself, then put the cap back on and retrieved the bottle of hallex instead. She winked, before tilting her head back and quickly swallowing the pill… If her orgasm had felt that good on 2, why not see what 3 was like? She pulled her cock out of Shepard's mouth, dripping with thick slop, and walked around to the other side of the bed. She grabbed Shepard's ankles and pulled her slightly towards that side, and suddenly realized just how hard the commander was. Ten inches of twitching shemale meat begging for release. Shepard hadn't even managed to raise her head; she was just lying there like a slug! 
 
A naughty idea came into her mind. Of course she'd been planning this all along, but… Why not try a little something extra? A little something crazy? She pulled another hallex out of the bottle and laid it on the bed before giving Shep's legs another little tug. Lexanna's arms raised up cutely above her head as a result of the motion. Miranda leaned in and wrapped her soft, perfect lips around the commander's shaft, giving her a few seconds of head just to loosen her up. Lexi visibly brightened at the stimulation, moaning softly and smiling. Miranda laughed darkly to herself, then aligned the tip of her tongue on her urethra… and plunged it down into her dick.
 
Her tongue was strong, slimy, and dexterous. She shot it down her cock with almost no effort, easily squeezing the tip into a convenient drill shape and prying apart Shepard's urethra walls inch by inch. Lexanna squealed and wriggled, the hallex illusions making her unable to tell if this was actually happening. That long, long tongue… the one she'd had so brutally forced down her throat… now raping her dickhole! She grabbed a pillow and sunk her teeth into it just before another explosion of color rocked her world, and her nostrils burned from the slush. "Stop," came the pathetic whine muttered into the pillow, and Miranda just laughed and kept going. 
 
Miranda was having a wonderful time! Soft moans and gentle glurk sounds issued from her mouth, as she tilted her head right to left, left to right, jerking Shepard off and fondling her balls while smoothly fucking her cock with her perfect tongue. Perfect, smooth, and sexy, just like the rest of her. She closed her eyes and oozed more tongue out of her mouth, pushing it firmly down Shep's rod. Stretching it out in all the wrong places. Lexi was shredding the pillow with her teeth.
 
Miri could feel her own tongue bulging that dick out as she masturbated her… She squeezed her hand nice and tight, and could feel that on her tongue too. With one last push she managed to get her cock all the way to the base of Shepard's tool, able to feel the insertion suddenly become much, much softer and easier to push into as she reached what must be her internal sex organs! She moaned, wanting so badly to push deeper and explore that tender flesh with her tongue, but it just wasn't long enough… Damn! Ten inches had never felt like "not enough" before today! She wanted nothing more than to drill Shepard's prostate from the inside out…
 
She opened her eyes. Then, smiled darkly. She knew a certain something that was more, much more, than ten inches. She swirled her tongue around in a slow circle, intending to pull it free after that one last tease, but before she could, Lexi suddenly came, an orgasm wracking her body like jolt of lightning. In an instant, she painted Miranda's tongue with her goo, before it surged up and out of her plugged-up dickhole to paint her face with sperm. Miri jerked back with shock, tugging all those inches of tongue out at once like pulling a ripcord. The taste was incredibly strong, being straight from the source as it was, and even Miranda couldn't resist sighing happily at the salty taste of fresh, warm seed. The sensation of her over-stimulated penis suddenly having a great gap in the middle made her writhe in a heady mix of pain and bliss. "Ooooooohhh, godddd!" The pleasure was astonishing, compounded with the powerful drugs blasting her system; and her eyes rolled back as rainbows erupted from her retinas and covered her vision in a gorgeous psychedelic haze. 
 
It wasn't over. Miranda drew away, slurping her tongue back into her mouth with a little wet sound, leaving Shepard's cock a gaping mess. She grabbed the extra hallex pill she'd dropped earlier, and waved it menacingly in front of her face. "Let's see," she whispered, dropping the slim end of the little white tablet down her aching urethra. She could see the bulge from the outside, it almost looked like a little vein. 
 
Lexanna screamed into the pillow and arched both her legs up, her thighs quivering with sensation as the pill immediately dropped into the super-tight passage. Her urethra was wet with cum, and even some of Miri's spit. Dreadfully, the pill slid down almost without pausing, only getting stuck as it reached the very base where Miranda hadn't quite gotten her stretched out properly yet. She hummed, considering the situation, and grabbed ahold of Shepard's balls, holding them tightly to make sure she wouldn't jerk around, while wrapping her perfect fingers around the 10-inch meatpole and giving her a few quick, rough tugs. Shepard twitched and squirmed, letting out gasps of pain. But the worst part? She could feel the pill wiggling a little bit more with every pump, and knowing that, after a certain point, it would get un-stuck, and she'd never get it out again. "Aaaaaah, stop! Please stop! It hurts! My brain is on fire!"
 
Miranda giggled drunkenly. "Yes, this hallex turned out to be a really, really good idea. Turns out I'm full of good ideas." She gripped Shepard's base and held it firmly, just as Shepard reached out to the sides and grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets for support while her eyes rolled back into her head as the drugs hit again. Miri wrapped her perfect lips around Shepard's cockhead and started to blow like crazy, making her urethra bulge all the way down like a skinny balloon until the pill dropped down past the base of her cock and into whatever was beyond. "
 
Owwwwwwww!" she whined, even though she couldn't possibly deny that this felt amazing. "What the fuuuuck!"
 
Miranda wiped her lips as she pulled away. "Best case scenario you go as high as a kite," she cooed. "Worst case scenario… nothing happens and tomorrow you piss out a little pill that refused to dissolve. Hopefully things get a lot more interesting though, I'd like to see you squirm," she laughed, before getting to her feet and sliding her cock against Lexanna's flaccid slit. "I really have wanted to see you helpless like this for as long as I've known you. I can't help myself, don't hold it against me…" She put her finger in her mouth and pressed down naughtily on her lip. She could smell the cum on it, and pushed her finger into Shepard's mouth, making her taste her own sperm. Lexi moaned weakly, her fingers curling.
 
"Wait" she managed to whisper, before Miranda pushed herself deep into Shepard's cock, stretching her urethra out with every inch of her meaty dick. Lexanna's spine arched to almost a half-circle as she screamed in delight… or pain. It was really hard to tell at this point, especially as her brain baked in her skull thanks to the incredibly intense high. Miranda was thicker and longer to begin with, and having to fit that monster-cock inside her own dickmeat meant almost doubling the girth of her poor little femdick. Veins stood out and pulsed angrily and pain flooded her body from crown to balls, coupled with the sparky, pleasurable tingling of the hallex. "Stopstopstop…" her words descended into a slurred jumble of nonsense and she bit down on her tongue just to stop herself from choking on it. "Glllrhh, glllh…" 
 
And the whole time, Miranda rested one hand on her own hip, with that smug, punchable expression firmly set on her face. She was pumping her dick down… then pulling back just a little… then pushing deeper than before, then pulling back… Inexorably shoving herself into Shepard's urethra and making her squirm, without totally overwhelming her. "I can feel it… every inch… stretching out my cock… please, Miranda, I can't… not anymore… no more…"
 
Miri breathed deep, relishing the sinful rush of raping her CO. "No," she hissed, pushing two fingers into Shepard's mouth and making her taste herself once again. Shep's eyes closed and she twitched weakly, the fight leaving her body, trying just to make it through this in one piece now. "Besides. I'm sure you've done this to lots of girls. Do not do unto others what you yourself would not have done to you, right?" 
 
Shepard gurgled. She couldn't deny it; she'd been balls-deep in lots of whores in the past. Just not in their dicks. "Be gentle," she whispered, biting her lip and staring right into Miranda's dark blue eyes. 
 
"No," she laughed, before grabbing Shepard's cock for support, pulling out farther than she had in quite a while, then ramming back in like a jackhammer. 
 
Shepard's head jerked backwards and she saw stars from the intensity. "Aaaaahhn!" She grabbed her cock with both hands, just to stabilize, and ended up making the experience all-the-tighter for Miranda herself. She panted and puffed, roughly fucking Shep's hard cock, keeping her own hands on Shep's thighs for support. Her knees were weak from the feeling of having herself balls-deep in the commander's dick. It was wet and slimy, hot and sweaty, ultra-tight and svelte as silk. "Aaaaahh… It's like your dick is drawing me in. Begging me to fuck it," she cried, tilting her head back just the same, almost like she was making fun of her. "Your dick knows I'm perfect. It wants this. You want this." She gritted her teeth and tugged hard on Shepard's balls with her fingers, making the passage loosen up rather than get popped.
 
And she still hadn't even hit the base yet. With every inch, Shepard's dick got softer. Not less erect, but… squishy. Warm and soft. It really was begging her to go deeper. She sucked in air through her teeth as she watched the girth of her cockhead bulge out Shepard's rod, closer and closer to her nuts, wondering just what that glorious final moment would feel like. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, treating herself to a quick hit of slush before making the last push.
 
Squish! She almost heard her dick sink home, finally pushing completely past Shepard's pathetic cock, smooshing wetly into her inner meat. Lexi whined in pain, the mascara running from her eyes gone dry by now, replaced with fresh tears. "That feels weeeird!" she shrieked, her eyes clenched shut and her whole body trying to squirm away. The pain was much less sharp now, as her dick had time to adjust to the insane penetration, and she could still feel herself throbbing with every heartbeat. Well, at least her penis was loving it… Miranda slid a single slender finger down Shep's rod, tracing a squiggly little vein all the way from the top to the base. Pushing on it, letting her feel just the smallest sensation while her cock bulged out of her twitching little dick. 
 
"I can feel it… pumping into you…" she whispered, before tilting back and taking another hit of slush. She blinked rapidly and smeared the slightly oily smell against her nostrils, letting out her breath slowly. "Aaaaah, god. This is the best. I should have fucked you a long time ago." She clapped her hands against Shepard's waist, holding her tightly and thrusting deeper, letting the extra inches of her foot-and-a-quarter fucktool really stand out against Shepard's body.
 
Dicks simply weren't meant to be fucked like this. But Lexanna's slutty disposition and excellent muscle control had provided the lock, and Miranda's strength and willpower were the key. She grunted as she tried to fuck her harder, but found it much more difficult to go deeper now. Ultimately, her perfect hips and thighs were more than happy to endure a little brute force if that's what it took to satisfy a years-long craving. She took another long snort of poppers, the longest one yet by far, just letting her cock sit there and feel herself throb in that ultra-tight chamber.
 
"Miranda," Shepard whispered, realizing she was losing her grip on reality as the bed started to feel like water and the air around her grew thick with what looked like heat waves. She didn't manage to finish her sentence, finally laying her head back against the sheets and just… enduring what came next.
 
Miri bent over and grabbed her tits, driven by mostly instinct and also a hell of a lot of uppers. Her lungs burned, but that was all good if it meant feeling like this. She drove her cock deeper, stretching open Shepard's most sacred chambers, her inner urethra, treating it like her own personal fucktoy. She could feel herself nudging up against all sorts of organs as she explored deeper. Then the pressure decreased dramatically as she finally pushed past the last bundle of muscles, and she let out a gasp of pleasure as she found herself, at last, balls-deep in Shepard.
 
Not only that, but six inches past Shep's cock, and with her sensitive glans invading as far as she could: Poked into her prostate, swimming in the commander's seed. "Wow," she huffed. What else was there to say?
 
She grabbed her waist and started to fuck. It was slow going at first, and she had to grit her teeth together tightly to stop herself from crying out. Sixteen full inches of thick cock ploughing down a far-too-thin fucktool was creating a lot of friction, so much that she could actually feel herself heating up… no, it was just the commander's warm body. She sighed in unmitigated bliss as she sank her cock into her prostate over and over again, stretching her muscles and ruining them utterly. Her warm, squishy body offered up plenty of wetness, leaking milky cum out around Miranda's dick, ensuring the biotic had plenty of lubricant to go around. She slipped her hands down from her waist to her hips, giving just a little bit more skin to grip onto, and bottomed out again with a heady groan.
 
Things became easier. She began to speak again, laying taunt after insult onto the poor, twitching CO. Shepard could barely summon the concentration to curl a finger, she laid there insensate, somewhere high above cloud nine with her thoughts boiling away in the drug-induced heat. She was drooling, managed to close her mouth, swallow once, and then left it to hang once again as Miranda's powerful thrusts made her body jerk, made her muscles clench, made her cum like a little bitch time and time again, her sloppy load oozing out from around Miranda's cock and staining the bed.
 
"I'm getting close," she hissed. "Are you ready? I'm going to cum inside, but only after you're dry. I want to replace every last drop of your worthless cum with my own. Soon you'll be shooting Lawson babies instead of bimbo'd-up sluts like yourself." She wiped some of Shepard's cum away from the bed and pushed her fingers into her mouth, and to her surprise, Lexi actually tightened her mouth and absently sucked her cum off. "Whore," she spat, slapping her face, then immediately leaning in and licking her reddened cheek. "You're drunk on cum, high on hallex, blasted on slush… how much farther could you fall? I think we both know that if this video ever got out, you'd be ruined. I bet your fucking sweat is drugs." She pressed her lips against her skin and slurpily made out with her throat while fucking her slowly. Shepard let out a wordless cry as one last orgasm shook her, her prostate clenching down on Miranda's cock, squeezing to try and evict even the last dregs of cum…
 
"I can feel it," she purred, letting her tongue slide out and curl around Shep's neck almost from one ear to the other. "You're dry as the desert. That's the last drop of jizz you'll ever have," she said in a sing-song voice, obviously enjoying her success. She grabbed Lexi's jaw and twisted her head straight, kissing her deeply as she came, her first orgasm in half an hour and the first one since she'd pushed herself dick-deep in Shepard's urethra.
 
Her tongue slithered down her throat in mostly the same way as a thick, slimy rope of jizz burst out of her cock and plastered itself against the inner wall of the commander's prostate. She shuddered and curled her tongue around twice, gagging her, while rope after sticky rope unloaded from her quivering ballsack. It wasn't ten seconds before she was full… -full- of Miranda's cum, twitching slightly as she felt her prostate swell and press out against her colon with a diabolical tingling. It felt like getting assfucked… Of course it did, that fucking dildo was still in her ass! She managed to kiss back, wrapping her tongue around Miranda's even though her longer one was raping her throat. 
 
Cum spilled from her prostate and flooded every inch of her reproductive system. It sped back up her urethra and gushed out of Shepard's ruined dickhole, but it also went deeper, stretching the tiny tubes open to fit Miranda's thick, superior geneseed. "I'm going to over-write your pathetic sperm," she growled, pulling her tongue from her mouth so she could taunt her again. "I'm going to make you into a walking jizz-tank only fit for carrying around my cum." She grunted and kept fucking, even harder than before, lubricated by her own slime and powered by hallex and slush. She grabbed a mouthful of Shepard's breast, hungrily kissing and swirling her tongue around her nipple, flooding her body with her wonderful cum.
 
Shepard felt more tingling. Lower this time. It was such a bizarre, almost completely foreign feeling, but there was one thing like it: Cumming. Except this time, cum was blasting back down her pipes and into her balls, utterly crushing her sperm under their incredible virility. Her nutsack swelled with an audible slosh, Miranda's perfect seed utterly taking over her testicles and making them into her own. "Now this is how you get a shemale pregnant," she breathed hotly, gently squeezing Shepard's nipple between her teeth before pulling away and planting her hands on the commander's chest, raising herself high above the CO, just as she deserved to be. Higher. Better. Superior. Perfect.
 
She could feel her divine seed flowing out of her with every beat, stuffing Shepard more and more full and bringing her closer and closer to making her threat a reality: A walking jizztank, a cum dumpster… "Miranda's hopped-up little cockslut," she hissed, before she planted the last shot, draining herself almost dry from the unbelievable size and strength of her orgasm… with more than a liter of pearly white cum swirling around in Shepard's balls.
 
She withdrew, but didn't pull herself out. It felt too good to be in there, especially with the effects of the slush hitting their peak. "Your cum is weak, just look at it," she teased, wiping a puddle of it off the bed and throwing it on Shepard's face. "It's so thin, do you think there's even one spermatozoa in there? You'd never get anyone pregnant with this. It's better this way, that there's one more girl out there filling the universe with real seed." She bit her lower lip erotically, staring into Lexanna's eyes. 
 
And then she pulled away completely, letting her soft cock ooze wetly out of Shepard's absolutely ruined fuckmeat. It splattered against her thigh, pumping once or twice and staining the leg of her suit. She blinked slowly, leaving her eyes closed for a moment before opening them wide, trying to clear her head of what just happened. She glanced down at the swollen, red nutsack that Shepard now carried, and a cruel smile crept across her face. "My. Jizztank." She repeated, hammering it into her mind.
 
"Yes, Miri," Shepard moaned. She didn't know if she was awake or dreaming. "I'm your slut. I'm your jizztank. I'm your worthless cumslut whore, fuck mee…" she whined, rolling onto her side and closing her eyes with her head resting peacefully on the downy pillow. Her balls ached, a genuinely intense pain that refused to dissipate. With a slow motion, she reached out and grabbed the little tin of slush, holding it under her nose and going on another little trip to pleasure city. Miranda gazed at her. Droplets of sweat trickled down her stuffed-beyond-full nuts, her skin stretched taut by the swirling pressure of perfect seed she was now host to. She wondered if Shepard could feel it.
 
That all her sperm was gone, and was fully replaced by Miranda's perfect cum. And she'd never be allowed to grow her own ever again, Miranda would just keep pumping more and more semen into her nuts if she ever ran low. She squirmed softly, troubled by dreams of having her dick gaped by thick cocks, trying to pull away from her perfect rapist.
 
Miranda let her go. Shepard's dick was like a spent sleeve, a well-stretched and fully-filled condom. "Probably lucky you passed out," she cooed, stroking herself off and slopping ultra-thick seed from the very bottom of her nuts onto the bed. "I guess cum-crazed whoremeat like you is born to take cock. Whereas I'm born to give it." She slid her hand through her hair, preening and smiling, as Lexanna laid there insensate, twitching occasionally, her palms turned up to the ceiling almost like she was trying to surrender. 
 
She grabbed the tin back and popped herself another lungful of slush, closing her eyes and raising her eyebrows. "Ooooh… That might have been too much." She felt dizzy, but refreshed and uninhibited. She washed her cock in the commander's throat a few more times before slapping the CO awake. Lexanna's pupils were blown-out, one of her eyelids wasn't working right, stuck somewhere between open and closed. Her jaw hung open as she staggered off down the Normandy's hallways, naked and dripping with sperm from her mouth and her cock. The big black vibrator finally slipped out of her asshole and lay on the ground buzzing angrily. Miranda threw on a bath-robe and retrieved it, hearing the distant hiss of another door as Shepard retreated to her quarters to take a long, long shower.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 