The Forbidden Rectum
As a Turrian, I seldom thought about how lonely my anus is. We are strong single beings that dwell on crush fedishes and small male erections. But now as I grow older, my longing for another grows closer. Finding myself on Shepard's ship, opens a whole new world of opportunities for me. Such as, crush fedishes and small male erections. Now that I'm free to be myself, I find myself wandering the ship, peeping into doorways of sexually charged crew members jacking off to cake farts on the extranet.
Then I saw a glimmer of hope. There he was. Standing there so strong, full of life and nude. Wrex. In all his glory. Not clad in his usual armor, just plain old sexy, sweaty Wrex. His muscles bulged every time he flexed in his full length mirror while his Kroganhood bulged so prominently as he thrust mid air to no one in particular. He was wearing bush, and a bit lip stick. I imagine that he stole it from Shepard's cabin. So sexy… i thought to myself as I slipped my hand onto my tTurianhood and slowly, oh so slowly, began to caress my little normandy.
"Oooh Wrex!" I began to moan.
Then out of the blue, Shepard emerges from a room to my left talking to a crew member about her yeast infection. "it's just like a Rachni in a singling battle for control over the innards of my… oh, GARRUS! What are you doing here over by wrex's corders. Don't you have some normandy shit to calibrate?"
"Well, Shepard. I was doing a little calibrating of my own…. I mean, checking on the ships maintenance door ways. You can never be too careful when dealing with safety of the crews members.. I mean… of crew members. I mean! my members I mean.. wait… calibrations." I left awkwardly with my Turrian errection engulfing my left thigh.
My Turrian erection was so hard that it would crack a baby reapers skull with just the tip. I couldn't handle off the lust i had for a certain Krogan squad mate that I had to ejaculate right there and then. But nothing would quench my lustful thirst other than Wrex's slimy seed. I can see it now… Wrex sliding his large manhood into my mandibles hard and fast.
When out of nowhere, Shaperd comes into my cabin talking to a crew member about her crabs…
"They're like husks mobbing over my cli.. OH, Garrus. I was just wanting to talk to you about Wrex."
"What about my erection… I mean.. Yes, Shepard."
"I want to know if you'd like to do the next mission with him."
"Missionary. I mean, What mission?"'
"Virmire. I think both of you, if coming, will create a strong chemistry for the team."
"When will we cum?! I mean, What, Shepard?"
"I want you both on the team, and it doesn't matter what you want because I get to pick you as easily as pressing an A button. So shut the fuck up and get dressed. I like my crew member looking like sweaty whores before killing geth."
Meanwhile… On Birmire…..
"This isn't right Shepard. If there's a cure for the Genophage, we can't destroy it" Wrex looks so sexy when he's distraught.
"Calm down Wrex, Saren is the one you should be mad at" Shepard tried reasoning with him, but I can tell that this is going to end up badly.
"Really? Saren created a cure for my people. You want to destroy it." His angry tone make's my turianhood twitch slightly. I grow harder with each angry tone Wrex's voice make.s I imagine him in a keeper skin speedo and clad in nothing else but his clamor. And i'm not talking about his shotgun.
"Help me out here Shepard. The lines between friend and foe are getting a little blurry where i stand."
Shepard replies to him. But I'm too distracted by his firm Krogan glutes to understand what she's saying.
