Crazy trouble with love part 9

Female Reapers and Shepard

Series: Mass Effect

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We find ourselves with a screen lighting up, the initials 'ANN' with Alliance News Network under it, as it showed a male in the standard uniform for human males smiling at the camera.

"Hello out there to all viewers one and all who are tuning in to Alliance News Network. It's a beautiful morning today as we come to you with the recent news brief in regards to the latest and failed invasion from the universe's greatest threats, the Reapers."

A small screen lit up next to him which showed record footage of the cuttlefish bastards invading Earth and numerous other worlds as the residents tried to fight back.

"It's been a whole month since their near attempt at universal genocide was stopped by the first human spectre in history, Commander Shepard."

Another screen popped up showing the face of the man himself with a steeled expression.

"It's gone on record here at Alliance News Network that the brave spectre and his crew aboard the newly repaired Normandy SR-2. Today we have with us a special guest who can help elaborate more on how things have been going, recently promoted Turian Garrus Vakarian."

Said Turian walked over and waved to the drone recording while taking a seat. "Hi, glad to be here."

"So tell us Garrus, what has happened since the end of the invasion."

"Well after Shepard managed to stop the Reapers and made them move away from all planets they had been occupying, it was just a matter of time before we reinstated communication again. Then it was a matter of time to work out which areas needed the most help, so then we had to send out resources and supplies, all that stuff." he summarized with a nod. "All the remaining Husks were disposed of for good, and we're currently treating all victims of indoctrination."

"That's great to hear. So tell us, what happened to the former black ops organization known as Cerberus? Many people are saying they wouldn't have attacked the Citadel or Omega had it not been for the Reapers, is that true?"

"...then they are idiots." remarked Garrus bluntly with a straight face. "I worked with some Cerberus agents, Miranda, Jason, and they were decent people. Unlike most of Cerberus they didn't despise aliens. Cerberus was a group made to help humans yes, but also promote xenophobia too."

"So were you worried they might try something?"

"Every day I was near them. To me, if they wanted to hate aliens, they should have just been honest. You want to help your species? That's fine. You have a grudge against others? That's your business. It's when you try to pretend you're doing the right thing just to hide what you really feel where I call bullshit."

"Woah, sure sounds like a sore spot."

"No, I'm just saying how it truly was. Right now all members of Cerberus who were confirmed to be attacking all known areas of Citadel space, and the Citadel itself, are locked up or were killed. Any that have given proof on where they stand have been given a chance to show that they aren't going to make the same mistake as their old leader, the Illusive Man."

"Speaking of whom, there's been no real report on his whereabouts, did he somehow manage to escape?"

"Yes, for about five minutes." remarked Garrus with a smirk. "He was found on Illium not long after the Reapers were stopped, and Shepard? Ooooh, Shepard. He was NOT happy by the time we found him. We were lucky to get the commander off him long enough to read him his rights."

"Sounds like he didn't show mercy."

"IF we had been a minute late? We might not have a body to bring with." replied Garrus with a blunt and honest tone.

"Well all that aside, I think the biggest question anyone has is the end result of the Reapers." remarked the man who looked to the side and scratched his cheek. "The big change that...uh..."

"Completely caught everyone with their pants down? I think that's the phrase."

"Yes, that."

"Frankly all I was told by Shepard himself was that when he was on the Crucible, he had quite the reaction and meeting."

"Yes, he mentioned there was someone he called 'Ghost Brat' is that right?"

"Yes, it's the name Shepard gave it."

"And you tell us that Shepard was given options by this 'Ghost Brat' to try and stop the invasion."

"Yes, one was to completely eliminate the Reapers and all synthetic life as well. Another was to take control of them and become the equivalent to an AI, and another involved making all life in the universe the same, a mix of synthetic and organic life. But there was something that changed." Garrus rubbed his head while sighing. "Personally it seems too much and unreal, but given how I'm still alive, it's no fake that's for sure."

"Can we hear what changed?" he asked as the drone zoomed in.

"Well...Shepard told me that when he was close to saying a certain phrase, there was a fourth color. This one was pink and appeared as an orb. Even the 'Ghost Brat' was surprised and had no idea what it was, so with my commander he decided to do the most insane, crazy, brash, and straight up idiotic thing. He grabbed it and crushed it in his hands."

"He...crushed it?"

"He crushed it." nodded Garrus with the reporter looking confused.

"Well...I'll take your word for it. And I take it that was the tipping point and what caused this?" the reporter gestured to a small screen showing all the Reapers glowing pink before a huge flash went off, followed by a scene that won't be explained at this very moment.

"Yes, exactly." nodded Garrus with a smirk. "Right now he's taking a break given to him by the Council, especially due to the loud insistence from the people who saw what happened."

"Well if the man who saved my butt didn't get time off, I'd be pretty upset myself."

"That's putting it mildly. The Quarians were ready to have the Geth help them 'convince' those three to go through with it or else they'd give them more hell than the Reapers."

"Well I'd love to keep this going, but we've run out of time, glad we could have you Garrus."

"Likewise, but I need to get back to my duties or else I don't get paid." he joked before leaving.

"There you have it folks, as the universe repairs itself, the human we have to thank will be taking a vacation. From us at Alliance News Network, we say thank you Commander Shepard."

With that the transmission went to another network before the scene changed to Shepard's very own apartment on Intai'sei where said marine was decked out in his casual ware, sitting on a couch and for the first time in a while, relaxing.

"I can't remember the time when I had a chance not to worry about shooting." he remarked to himself, the apartment itself looking slightly larger than before with numerous circular pod-like structures arranged around it on all sides in a defense formation. "Might just go and sleep in and act like a vegetable for a bit."

"Would you like anything to drink master?" asked a woman's voice beside him with the tone sounding slightly like it was coming from a computer because of how digital it sounded.

"Sure." he smiled as he turned to the figure who looked like an Asari with similar blue skin tone, but FAR from the regular kind. The tendrils on her head looked longer, going down her back like they were hair with longer arms and with a total of four eyes filled with devotion in them.

"I'll get it for you." she bowed and walked to the kitchen.

Shepard nodded and watched her, especially that tight ass on clear display since she was completely bare. What? Shepard prefers his ladies without clothes.

"Shall I give you a shoulder massage master?" asked what looked and sounded like a female Salarian who had a lightish grey skin tone, a curved physique, and with an extra pair of arms.

"Go right ahead."

The alien moved behind him and began to slowly rub and caress his shoulders, letting him let out a sigh from the reliving sensation.

"Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about."

"Master, the surrounding area has been checked." spoke a Turian walking in, except this one had an hourglass figure to her, a third eye, with several tendrils wiggling from her back with shockingly six legs instead of two.

"Good work, and the armory?"

"Up to code and filled in preparations should anyone try and fail to invade your dwelling master." she bowed her head.

"Keep up the good work." he closed his eyes from the rubbing. "Send in your sisters."

"The dancing ones, right?"

"Bingo."

"Of course master." she bowed before making her way out, a large part of her back being made of black metal with numerous blue circuit lines going across.

Said metal being seen around the Salarian's neck like a choker, and the Asari with some of the tendrils being made completely out of the stuff.

"Oh master~" sang a group of women, all colored lavender with metal bits shown on the left side of their faces. All of them curved and clad in Quarian clothing, but lacking the face masks, revealing faces similar to humans, albeit with what looked like locks draping down the sides of their faces.

Along with breasts that would make Tali green with envy.

"Now that's a damn good scene." grinned Shepard as the women began to sway their bodies around him, looking like a good old fashion lap dance all around him. He stared at the tits, asses, waists, and seductive expressions, which was really getting him worked up.

"Does this please you, master?"

"Fuck yes." he replied before yanking one of them right onto his lap, giving her leg a waist a close and firm rub, making her gasp with a smile.

"Would you like me to help you 'closer' master?"

"Don't need my permission, go nuts."

She giggled and moved down between his legs as he smirked.

Now to any people watching this and jerking off, you might be curious what the hell is going on. Well it's rather simple, so pay attention!

During his little trip to the Crucible, where he met that nonsense talking Ghost Brat, he was given three options.

Either go with red and kill all Reapers, along with innocent synthetic life.

Go with blue and take over them, but become some kind of weird ass AI.

Or go with green, and turn literally EVERYONE into organic-synthetic hybrids, whether they're onboard with it or not.

As you could figure, none of them was a real spot on answer for the problem, especially when the damn brat explained WHY the Reapers existed in the first place.

Suffice to say, when Shepard learned of the history, he would have tried to put a few slugs through the brat's head, but he was too injured and worn down to lift his gun up.

So right before he was gonna give the brat the finger, an orb that was pink showed up out of nowhere. Literally nowhere. "It pulled a magic show out of thin air, which confused both him and the Ghost Brat."

And Shepard? He was so fed up with all the insane bullshit that had happened after they beat the Collectors that he did something most would see as crazy.

He went and crushed the damn thing in his hands like a worn out stress ball.

The next thing either of them realized, it let out a huge blast that traveled across the universe, reaching every Reaper.

And we mean EVERY Reaper. Even ones that hadn't been doing much or were too far away to really cause much genocide.

The wave of energy not only stopped them in their tracks, but it also caused them all to change. Into smoking hot sexy ass women from numerous species.

Some species never seen for eons, ones thought of as legends, and all of them wanting some of Shepard and his fine ass. It's not gay, it's called being fit and in shape.

So yeah, Commander Shepard, first human spectre and probably one of the only sane humans in this universe, landed himself the biggest harem in all of history, and with the very things that wanted to kill everyone!

Something that would make people question if he's insane, while others would pray for the rest of their lives to BE him, along with the females who wanted a night with the soldier.

"Master, your pet is ready." spoke a monotoned female voice as what looked like a Geth walked in, but with a more curved physique and bigger behind, with a glowing pink 'eye' instead of it being blue, with the rest of the body being the same metal as the other smaller parts on the girls.

"Good, bring her in." he ordered while rubbing the Quarian's head urging her to take more in.

The Geth turned and pulled on an energy leash in hand before a large figure came walking in on all fours, or eights in this case, and revealed to be a Yahg, with several blue eyes instead of the normal black, with a more plump figure that had a curve to it, several pairs of breasts under it as it walked in, a collar around its neck while the mouth resembled more like a Turians with lipstick, several tendrils on its back wiggling, and letting out a huff and look of need in each eye.

Shepard smirked as the Quarian pulled away from his girth and walked over to it, crouching down and rubbing its head as it let out a growl of need and affection. "Guess Liara was right, your race do make good pets."

The poor sad little cow let out a groan in need while seeing his girth and licked her lips.

"Oh? See something you want?" he stood up and wagged it in front of the alien with her eyeing it without blinking. "You must be really desperate to have this inside you. You're a real cow."

"Yes master, I need it." let out the alien cow, making him frown and slap her in the face with the girth.

"I thought I said filthy animals like you don't speak."

She let out a scared growl and nodded, bowing her head.

"Remember, your job is to walk like a cow, show off your body like one, and be ready to be used like one whenever I say, or you get punished."

She nodded as Shepard looked satisfied.

"Now go with your trainer and if you're good, I'll be back to your pen and reward you." he turned to the Geth. "Take her out for a walk."

"Yes master." spoke the synthetic before leading the Yahg out while Shepard turned to the Quarians.

"Alright girls, let's see if you've been keeping up with your stretches."

"Of course master~"

And now we're gonna cut away to that because you pervs all already seen him plow a Quarians ass, just multiply it here.

The scene showed Shepard drinking some water while the girls all panted and laid around the floor in a daze. "That's the stuff."

"Masssster." hissed out a voice followed by clicking.

He turned and spotted what looked like a humanoid snake with green scales, slitted yellow eyes, but with numerous bits and pieces of metal formed on the skin with only a tail and no legs, but with a pair of regular arms, slither in. "Do you have something to report?"

"Yessss, the newly made council wissshesss to sssspeak to you." it hissed out in the same female tone as every single other being in this fancy place.

"I thought I made it clear I was on break?" he frowned and made his way out of the room and into a room that had several monitors attached. He pushed down a button, not bothering to put clothes on before three hologram images of a Turian, Salarian, and surprisingly a human.

"Shepard, we just wan-WOAH!" the Salarian let out with all of them caught off guard seeing his naked form. "Uh...we...didn't know you were-"

"Busy, yes." he cut him off with a frown. "Is there a reason you wanted to speak to me?"

The Turian cleared his throat and looked Shepard in the eyes. "Yes, we merely wanted to let you know that given your actions in stopping the Reapers and Cerberus, the council feels that you are due for a, shall we say, promotion."

"Since when did spectres get promotions? I'm already high above on the ladder." remarked Shepard with a raised eyebrow.

"Well we talked it over and thought an exception could be made in your situation." remarked the Turian with the council seeing the females slowly getting back up and tried not to stare. "Especially given your 'loyal' followers."

"You mean sluts."

"Sluts, yes." the Salarian corrected. "Our point being that your new position would allow you much more leeway than before. Whereas before you only answered to the council, this position would allow you to answer to yourself."

"It means you would be held in high ranking as the council itself. The only difference being you'd be continuing what you've been doing and not report anything to us." spoke the human. "Some might say it's risky, but your actions have more than proven that you are capable of dispensing judgement by yourself without red tape making things harder."

"Already you three are more sensible than the old council." remarked Shepard flatly.

"So will you accept it?"

"We'll talk later, right now I wanna enjoy my break first."

"Then we'll discuss it after you're back on duty, good luck." spoke the human before the transmission ended.

"Masssster, the sssscoutsss have returned." hissed the snake humanoid as Shepard turned to her.

"Let them in."

She bowed before slithering out of the room, and in the next second a group of insect humanoids came walking in, letting out clicks from their mouths. They had dark yellow exoskeletons with a two pairs of wings going down their back, mandibles around their surprisingly human mouth, six eyes in total on their face, with different patterns of metal across their body without a pattern.

"What have you got to report?"

"We have made sure several of our members are spread out a ways for maximum surveying. Should anyone even dare to attack, we will see them coming in no time." spoke the one in front with several clicks in between the wording, which Shepard had quickly gotten use to.

"Good, make sure to rotate out every so hours, I'll make sure to give each of you a reward for a good job."

"Of course my king."

"Go ahead and take a rest, the next squad will take over for the next few hours." ordered Shepard before the insectoids bowed their heads and made their way out, leaving the commander alone.

Shepard walked over to the window to look out on the scenery and the various other Reapers all working hard to make him happy, more and more different variations that would make them seem like abominations, but to him it made them stand out and look unique.

It also helped that tonight was the monthly 'meeting' a few of them proposed to keep morale up. Which was code for a huge orgy. And given how their bodies weren't made to reproduce, that equaled one thing.

Creampies for everyone!

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