Ch 04 The Consortlation

Commander Jane Shepard marched out of Aria T'Loak's lodge smiling proudly: she for sure showed her who's the boss! The queen of Omega could force herself on the muscular soldier, but in the end, it was the redhead Amazon who came out on top. And cummed on top.

But as the adrenaline wore off, the soldier's prideful expression turned into a shameful one. Yes, Aria kind of forced herself on her. But it wasn't like Jane tried to stop her - quite the opposite, she quickly accepted and secretly enjoyed it. And maybe the purple-skinned asari deserved what happened next when Shepard kind of forced herself on her as well. But she for sure didn't deserve the humiliation of her henchmen finding her covered in the soldier's sperm.

Quicker than she left the room, the commander got back to it. Aria was where she left her, on her couch, but she was already asleep, her breath deep and stable. Jane searched the room and found some towels, which she used to clean the asari and the piece of furniture she was lying on of her incredibly thick sperm, which came in buckets from the gargantuan cock Cerberus gave her. Next, she covered T'Loak with her white jacket the best she could and scanned her body with an omni-tool.

The reason for the last action was Shepard's fear that the Illusive Man left something in her sperm, and one of the options was that it was harmful to aliens (to prevent Jane from ever spilling it into a non-human vagina). Luckily, the scan showed nothing disturbing, which meant that at least the asari were safe as the commander's partners.

But then Shepard gasped in fear as the new idea appeared in her mind. Maybe the target of TIM's machination wasn't her potential partners, but herself? What if in his perverted need to use the commander as the breeding horse for a new line of humanity's champions, he devised the redhead Amazon's cock to somehow turn her into a pussy-hungry slut-slash-stud? After all, when inspecting her rebuilt 7-foot-tall, muscular body, Jane promised herself to not use her cock for sex and she already broke this promise twice - once with Doctor Chakwas and another time with Aria.

Shepard really needed to speak to someone. Someone who knew her, someone she trusted, and someone who wasn't a part of Cerberus. While at the same time, preferably knowing a lot about sex too.

And it happened that Jane was an acquaintance with a person who met those criteria perfectly.

The Presidium was beautiful this time of year, although truth to be told - it was beautiful every time of year. The artificially created environment - consisting of a warm light, a perfect temperature and humidity, and a light breeze - felt like home to almost every species in the galaxy, humans included. This time it was even more impressive, mostly because of how much it looked as if it wasn't largely destroyed a mere two years ago when Sovereign and the geth invaded the Citadel. The Keepers for sure did a tremendous job rebuilding the station and restoring it to its former glory.

The first person Shepard visited on the station was Captain Anderson...

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, Councilor Anderson. The old soldier somehow managed to contact her via e-mail and she was happy the two of them could catch up. It was really nice to talk with an old co-Alliance instead of Cerberus operatives, especially after Jane had been actively evading Doctor Chakwas since she gave her a blowjob during recovering her sperm sample (and Joker was insufferable in his rants against EDI). A tangible benefit of the meeting was having the commander's Spectre status reinstalled, although the rest of the Council didn't decide to meet with their former agent. Given their troubled relationship, Jane didn't mind it at all.

But however nice it was, Anderson wasn't the person Shepard wanted to see so desperately - that was an individual whose facility she was standing before now. For such a renowned building, it was completely inconspicuous, just squeezed in between two others as if it wasn't a place where people were spending half a year's pay to get in, waiting in line that lasted for months. Breathing in, Jane steeled herself and entered the Consort's Chambers.

Quickly she got to the front desk, where one of the acolytes greeted her politely. Unlike the last time Jane was there it wasn't an asari, but a human with brown hair styled in a short bob. She however wore an asari-style pink dress open at the front, revealing something akin to a purple monikini underneath.

"I don't recognize you as one of our expected clients today," the girl said, glancing at her screen which probably had been displaying a list of today's appointments. "Would you like me to see when the Consort will be able to meet with you?"

"Yeah, about that. I can't be on that list, because, well, I'm just back from the de... a long hiatus. But I really need to see Sha'ira. Can't I just go in?" Shepard asked, doing her best puppy eyes that despite all the logic somehow fit her impressive physique.

"I'm afraid not. You must understand, there are many who seek the Consort's services." The girl smiled apologetically. "But if you wish to leave your name, she'll make every effort to meet with you."

"Look, I'm not some random person. I'm her friend." Jane decided to try her luck and persuasive skills. "We fu... met each other earlier, and I helped her with a personal matter. Maybe you'll let me in for a commercial? I'm Commander Shepard and this is my favorite..."

"Wait, you're Commander Shepard? Commander Jane Shepard?" Hearing the name, the girl's face changed. "If so, you can enter. The Consort said that if you'd come, we should send you in right away. I believe you know the way?"

Jane nodded and thanked, and next entered the establishment. Quickly she got to a main hall, as always full of people of all species and genders. But this time, humans, salarians, and others were present not only among clients but among acolytes as well. It seemed that the Consort's 'call' was heard by all species now, probably the result of all the deaths caused by the vicious attack from two years ago.

By the far end of the room, Jane turned right and climbed the stairs leading to Sha'ira's private apartment - easy thing given her muscular legs were almost 4 feet long. The door was locked but opened automatically before she even managed to knock.

"Welcome, Spectre," Sha'ira spoke and Jane stopped mid-step. The commander remembered how beautiful the Consort was, but somehow she was still struck by her beauty. "I knew you'd come," she said in her deep calm voice.

Sha'ira looked as much asari as an asari could; as much as she should be in biology books picturing the entry about her species. Her skin was the ideal shade of blue, not too bright and not too dark, and her eyes were like two sapphires set deeply in her face. She didn't wear any make-up but didn't need to - she was amazingly pretty anyway. Her crest was perfectly symmetrical and her body tall and slim, ending with long, smooth legs. Her breasts, hips, and ass were moderate in size, but shaped in a way the finest sculptors couldn't even dream to achieve.

"Lady Sha'ira," Shepard said and bowed her head. When the commander heard of the Consort for the first time, she doubted most of the stuff others were saying about her. But after meeting her in person, she learned to respect her ways, even if she didn't fully understand them. "You mean you were expecting me? How?"

"I felt your return. And your distress," the asari answered cryptically. She sat on the couch and with a pat of a hand on the cushions, invited Jane to join her. "Tell me, Commander, what is bothering the savior of the galaxy?"

Shepard told Sha'ira everything. How she woke up on the Cerberus' space station with a huge cock between her legs, the appendage not fitting her otherwise perfectly rebuilt body. How Doctor Chakwas was supposed to recover a sample of her sperm, but instead gave her a handjob and a blowjob. How despite not liking Aria she practically allowed her to ride her cock and then pounded her ass.

"So I fear, and it's my greatest fear, that that dick is changing me," the commander completed her story. "That I'm not myself anymore. That I'm turning into some sex-crazed slut with a dominant need to breed, unable to control myself in the presence of an attractive woman."

For a long time, Sha'ira looked at Jane as if she wanted to pierce her very nature and read what was in the deepest parts of her soul - and who knows, maybe it was exactly what she was doing; it was never known with an asari, even more so with the Consort. But then, she smiled warmly.

"This, I'm sure we can exclude. You've been talking to me for half an hour at least, sitting next to me in an otherwise empty room, bombarded by my species' pheromones and psychic suggestions we subconsciously project," the asari finally said. "Tell me, do you feel a dominant need to breed? Or maybe I'm not an attractive woman?"

"Of course, you're an attractive woman!" Jane exclaimed even before the sense of the asari words came to her. And when it finally did, it was like the scales fell from her eyes, or a great burden lifted from her chest. Sha'ira was right! She and Shepard spent half an hour with each and not even for a single moment the commander felt a need to jump on the asari and fuck her.

It was so simple! Why she didn't see that sooner? Was she so busy thinking of her misery that she lost her mindfulness? If she could resist this beautiful asari Consort, she could resist anyone!

"You're still you, you're still Commander Jane Shepard," Sha'ira continued. "But you began your new life in the wrong way - from doubts and fears, not dreams and hopes. And I think I can help you fix that if you let me." The asari stood up and extended her arms toward the commander. "Have sex with me. But this time, do it right. Make the decision first. And don't fuck me - make love to me."

For a moment, Shepard hesitated. She still distinctly remembered how adamant she was about not using her cock for sex. But she did it twice, and both times it ultimately felt... good. Maybe what Sha'ira proposed was the right thing to do. There was no harm in trying - no harm that wasn't already done.

So ultimately, Jane took Sha'ira's hand and stood up from the couch.

"Lead the way", she said, smiling shyly.

The asari smiled back and gently pulled Shepard toward the bed the soldier knew well - two years ago she and Sha'ira had sex there too, and now they were about to do it again. But this time, Jane had a cock, not a pussy, so it too felt like the first time, especially with how nervous the commander felt having this new appendage.

When they got to the bed, Sha'ira stood in front of the commander and caressed her arms, enjoying the feeling of toned muscles under her lithe fingers. Moving her hands toward Jane's rock-hard abs, she bundled her tank top up until it came off completely, although with her 7 feet of height, the redhead Amazon needed to take it off herself. When she was doing so, the asari cupped the soldier's breasts and teased her pointy nipples with her thumbs while the rest of her fingers sank into the soft yet firm flesh of the huge boobs.

When Shepard was topless, Sha'ira moved her hands down on the Spectre's body and going through her now-exposed eight-pack, finally got to her belt which she unfasted with the expertise expected from such a renowned Consort. After unzipping Jane's cargo pants next, she loosened them around the commander's hips and they fell to the ground, the soldier's boxers together with them.

Now, Shepard stood in the Consort's private chambers completely naked, her incredibly muscular, amazingly sexy body on full display. From her huge tits to her distinct eight-pack and gently rounded hips, to her toned legs and arms. And together with that, her still flaccid, but already extraordinary in both length (9 inches!) and girth (7.5!), cock.

For a time, Sha'ira was just looking at the soldier with an appreciative gaze. But, a moment later Jane got impatient and tugged on the asari's dress, taking it off from her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. As the Consort was dressed in the same 'uniform' as her acolytes, underneath she wore a purple monikini, cut in the way to show off her underboob and hips. But despite the cloth had been leaving a good portion of her blue skin bare, Jane preferred to have Sha'ira totally naked, so the lingerie soon joined the pile of clothing on the floor.

It was now Shepard's time to bathe in the view of her partner's near-perfect body: the smooth blue skin, perfectly sculpted breasts, and slender arms accompanied by a flat belly, rounded hips, and long legs. Under the spell of the asari's beauty, Jane's cock visibly grew, reaching 10 inches in length and 8 inches in girth - incredible, but still not the full size.

"Lie down, Commander," Sha'ira half ordered, half asked, her eyes moving all over her partner's sexy, toned body. The Consort had seen a lot of naked people in her long life, especially given the industry she was working in, but even with such a large competition she still regarded Commander Shepard as one of the hottest and most gorgeous.

Obediently, Jane climbed onto the bed and followed the asari's order, feeling her appreciative gaze all over her muscular form. It made her feel sexy even with her cock out, as although the Consort's eyes wandered to it quite frequently, she was giving the rest of the Spectre's body the same amount of attention and admiration.

Quickly Sha'ira joined Shepard on the bed, closing the half-egg-shaped lid over it. The semi-transparent material separated the two women from the rest of the world, while the light shone through the purple glass, creating a magical atmosphere inside it.

The asari stradled Jane backwards, setting them in 69 position and the commander immediately focused her eyes on her moist azure. The pink flesh of her insides peeked from between her blue pussylips and Shepard felt a sting of sadness that she lost her own pussy. But when the asari's fingers closed around her cock, the feeling toned down, replaced by a pleasurable sensation.

"Such a large, beautiful cock you have, Commander. But I bet it can grow even bigger," she said in a seductive tone and pulled the foreskin down, revealing the pink head. Immediately, she gave it the first lick, and then the second and the third. "Mmmhm," she hummed appreciatively when she licked all over the spongy tip.

A very similar hiss of pleasure escaped the commander's mouth as well. Unlike Chakwas' wrinkled skin and harsh tongue, Sha'ira's skin and tongue were incredibly soft, almost as if Jane had been caressed by blue fluffy clouds. Both the doctor's and the Consort's ministrations felt great though and Shepard enjoyed how different sensation those two women created on her cock. Enjoyed it so much that the organ continued growing, already reaching 11 inches in length and 8.5 inches in girth.

With the face hidden from Jane's eyes, Sha'ira smiled to herself from the pure joy of tending to such a big cock. She was repeatedly licking the huge organ from the base to the very tip, moving her head around it while keeping it pointing straight at the ceiling. She felt Shepard's hands on her butt and thighs when the commander half-consciously caressed those parts of the asari's body which were in her immediate reach.

Soon however the asari changed her tactics. Setting her head sidewise to the vertical position of the cock, she took the shaft between her soft lips and started moving her head up and down (or left and right) on it, practically jerking the organ with her mouth. At the same time, she reached around and began playing with the Spectre's balls. That was a complete novum for Shepard, and a new type of sensation finally made her dick reach its full size: impressive 12 inches in length and 9 in girth.

"Mmmhm, this is what I was talking about," Sha'ira smiled, sensing that she made Shepard's cock grow as much as possible. "Now the real fun begins," she added and engulfed Jane's dick with her mouth.

"Ahhh!" The Spectre moaned, feeling the asari's wet, hot lips closing just below her wide cockhead. The Consort's tongue immediately began slashing all over it, initially focusing on Shepard's vulnerable slit, but ultimately covering the totality of her crown.

"Stay still, Commander," Sha'ira raised her head off Shepard's dick and looked back at her. "Just lie down and let me worship your cock like it deserves."

"I'll try," Jane wanted to respond, but instead of words, a torrent of moans escaped her lips when Sha'ira's capable mouth and tongue got back to tending to her meaty organ. Unlike harsh sex with Aria, the blue-skinned asari blew her cock with a slow tenderness, causing Shepard to feel admired and taken care of. Therefore the commander focused on the pleasurable sensations and restricted herself to caressing Sha'ira's smooth legs, allowing the Consort to take liberty with her dick.

Initially, Sha'ira restricted herself to doing what she was doing till now: licking and sucking all around Shepard's cockhead. The tip of her tongue tracked the area just under the crown, making the rest of it slide all around the exposed flesh, the precum leaking from a slit wetting the pink muscle even more. In time though, the Consort began bobbing her head slowly, with every passing moment taking more and more of Jane's cock into her hot mouth.

"Oooh," Jane moaned under the stimulation, her eyes closed and her hands wandering all over Sha'ira's long legs. But with every bob of the asari's head on her dick, the commander's palms unconsciously reached higher and higher until they were also massaging the Consort's shapely ass, almost teasing her pussy and anus.

But Sha'ira barely noticed that, completely focused on tending to Shepard's cock. Whatever could be said of Cerberus, they knew how to make a dick. The size, the smell, the taste - all of it contributed to one of the best cocks the asari could ever play with. Thus she just bobbed her head up and down, making more and more of the meaty organ disappear past her greedy lips.

With the 69 position, Jane couldn't see what Sha'ira was doing but she for sure felt it. The asari's lips were moving up and down on her cock and despite how solid they were sealed around the shaft, some of the Consort's saliva mixed with the soldier's precum still escaped and flew down, wetting the latter's huge balls still played with by the former's lithe fingers.

In time, Sha'ira's lips were for sure moving closer to those fingers, when with every bob of her head, the asari had been getting lower and lower on Shepard's cock, her lips stretched around its wide girth. Three inches... four and a half... six...

"AAAH!" Shepard moaned louder than before and her hands squeezed the soft flesh of the Consort's asscheeks when the first inch of her fat cock slipped past Sha'ira's tonsils and popped into her tight throat. Unlike Karin, Sha'ira didn't miss the beat during the transition, her sexual asari's physiognomy allowing her to immediately adjust to the 9-inch girth of Jane's cock.

"Oh, I see you liked that," the Consort said, briefly taking her mouth out of Shepard's cock and glancing at her. "Then you'll love what's coming next." She smirked before returning to the interrupted activity, with one swift motion taking in as much of Jane's dick as she did before.

And then, she took another inch. And another. Just like that, with a few bobs of her head, like it was not 9 inches of a diamond-hard shaft, but a fluffy cotton candy or half-melted ice cream. With 6 inches of cock inside her hot mouth and 3 inside her tight throat, Sha'ira's orifice was now as full of Shepard's dick as Karin's ever was - and thus as full as any woman's ever was. But unlike the doctor, the Consort still had the capability to take more.