Jump Chain Gothic 12 - BTVS 4
Part 4
House. Sunnydale.
I'd returned to this town not because I was needed to deal with some problem, nor was it a casual visit, at least not totally, I'd come here because while one of my girls had found something very special while shopping at the Babylon 5 station.
It was a magical potion of sorts, not something you'd expect to find on a space station, but the Halloween Universe was a very strange place, and it contained many strange things such as the little bottle I currently had in my jacket pocket.
Miranda, the person I was coming to see, lived in the house which had served me as a home during the earlier years of this Jump, she lived her with her adopted daughter Violet Parr, well she was our adopted daughter really, she would be at school for a few hours so this seemed like a good time to stop by and have some fun with Miss Lawson.
I needed a break as I'd been working hard recently on building a new ship for my group's use. If Padme was serious about running our operations in the Halloween Universe as some sort of business then we would need cargo vessels and I'd been working on building one for a while.
"Gothic!" she called out when she saw me enter the house "What a nice surprise".
Since I owned the property I'd teleported into the backyard using magic and entered the house to find Miranda sitting at a laptop, a machine that was far too advanced to have been made locally, and she looked different. Gone was the tight bodysuits she favoured, and in their place, she wore slacks and a white t-shirt, which didn't do much to hide her form.
"What did I do to earn a visit?" Miranda asked after coming over and hugging me "Is this a booty call?".
In a sense it was.
"I found a little something," I told her while taking the potion bottle from my jacket "It's a sort of lactation potion and I remember someone mentioning they wanted to try lactating for me".
After taking her top off Miranda took the bottle from my hand and inspected it.
"I was wondering if you remembered that," she said, "I thought it would bring us closer if I did something for you that the other girls don't".
She eyed the bottle for a few more moments.
"Anything I need to know?" she wondered.
It was pretty simple really.
"The potion increases the size of a woman's breasts and induces lactation magically" I informed the already well-endowed woman "The breasts produce milk magical so you don't need to alter your diet or anything, and it won't stop until the magic is countered so you might want to get a breast pump for when I'm not around".
Without any further delay, she opened the bottle and drank the contents. At first, nothing happened then she suddenly gasped as if she felt a surge going through her body and through her breasts. I was mildly surprised to see that her breasts were expanding. She whimpered every time her breasts grew. At the end of it, Miranda's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were closed. She moaned loudly when the process came to an end and removed her bra as suddenly it didn't fit any more.
"What's happening to me?" she questioned.
I wasn't totally sure, but I could reverse it if things went wrong.
"How do you feel?" I asked
Miranda couldn't resist moaning before she pushed her breasts out.
"Please" she begged me "Do what you have to do. I can't take much more of this".
I took off my jacket and made her straddle me on the couch before taking a nipple into my mouth. Miranda moaned loudly in pleasure as I grabbed her left tit with my hand before squeezing. I couldn't see anything as I had her right boob covering my face, but I could feel the milk leak out of breast as I squeezed her breast. I started suckling her other breast, brining her milk into my mouth, making her whimper adorably at the same time.
"Don't stop" she begged of me.
I was happy to oblige as I did my best to drain her massive tits, making her scream in pleasure a few times, as well as cry out in what might be pain. Her breasts were even more sensitive than normal so I didn't need to do much to get a big reaction.
After a while, my hands started making their way down to her ass cheeks. I squeezed them tightly, making her groan in pleasure as she liked me touching her bum. She started grinding into me as I switched nipples and I began to do my best to empty the other one.
"Please. Don't make me wait any longer. I can't take it anymore. I'm begging you" I heard her say.
I got her off me and made lie on the carpeted floor of the living room. When she was down on the ground I undressed before removing the rest of her clothes, and when I went to spread her legs I saw how wet she was. She was more than ready for me.
As such, I began to fuck her without further delay. The floor could not be comfortable, but Miranda didn't care despite the fact that I wasn't even my powers to make her feel intense amounts of pleasure. Her hormones must be going crazy right now.
"Breed me!" she yelled out.
I had no intention of getting her pregnant, not until Jump Chain came to an end as my lifestyle was not suitable for small children. Not that this would stop me from filling her cunt with the baby batter so clearly desired. I focused on pleasuring myself with her body as I fucked her into the floor.
"Yes!" she called out.
Hopefully, the neighbours were out or someone might call the cops due to all the noise she was making.
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Hanger Bay. Cosmic Warehouse.
In my view, one of the best addons I'd ever gotten for Cosmic Warehouse was the Hanger Bay that I'd paid a lot of CP for in order to get the fully upgraded version. It still had limits, you couldn't stick anything too big into the hanger, as it meant for support craft, fighters, and stuff like that, not starships, there were other addons for them, but as long as the craft was either built or purchased by me and it wasn't too large, I could have as many craft here as I wanted. In fact, until we'd gotten our hands of Capsule technology I'd had a harder time storing cars in the Cosmic Warehouse than I did small ships.
While the VCX-100 light freighter was one of the Corellian Engineering Corporation's freighter designs, a notable example of this model was the Ghost, a modified VCX-100 owned by Hera Syndulla, however, the ship now standing finished before me had never even been seen by a Corellian. I'd simply built my own version using the design, that we'd picked up somewhere, and then I'd modified it along the way to make room for the advanced technology I used. Which resulted in the ship being more complex than I'd meant it to be, and too much to put in a capsule, but this took nothing off its performance and it could be stored in the Hanger Bay easily enough.
Since the vessel was larger on the inside this version of the VCX-100 was outfitted with ample sleeping quarters, a galley, and a common room. A space I'd made sure to fill with all sorts of entertainments as while it did have a very fast hyperdrive this vessel was supposed to serve my group's needs as a cargo vessel as well as a people carrier.
I'd actually built this ship for Padme as she was interested in helping me run a sort of business in this universe, and that would involve carrying people as well as trade goods. It wasn't exactly a diplomatic vessel, but we were a trade/mercery/mining/trading consortium, not a government and she really just needed something to take her places quickly.
Its armament comprised a dorsal turret and a frontal-turret, the latter being controlled by a gunner in his or her seat or from the cockpit as well as a torpedo launcher. I'd also armed the ship, which hadn't been named, with a pair of standard pulse plasma cannons which were based on Ancient technology and quite effective.
The cargo bay and main entrance ramp of the VCX-100 was located in the front of the freighter, below the forward-turret. VCX-100s also had a slot in between its main engines, into which a starfighter could dock. The VCX-100 was also outfitted with a magnetic cargo clamp on its ventral plating, capable of holding several bulk containers if the eternal space wasn't enough. The bulk containers could be bigger on the inside thanks to magic spells I'd cast.
"Okay we're here," said Ahsoka.
I'd sent her off to fetch Padme, Faith, Amy and Raven, who were somewhere on the ship doing something, as I had something for them to go do.
"Ladies the ship is nearly ready and once it is I have a task for you to perform," I told them.
Even Raven looked interested. Granted she only seemed to be mildly interested, but that was more than most people ever got of her.
"I'm sending you on a job," I said next "Nothing at all important I just want all of you to get some experience with space travel using our technology. So I want you to go to the mineral assay office, on Deep Space Nine, and have them test the quality of the ore samples that we've gathered so far. Then when you're done come back straight back here".
Ahsoka was disappointed, and this made sense since she already had a lot of experience with space travel.
"That's it?" she asked.
More or less.
"Well, I do you need to test fly the ship" I replied, "So I figured that a simple milk run like this would ideal for the ship's first outing".
While this was a dull errand it needed to be done or mining the raw ore from the Dragon Age would become an endeavour that took even longer as I'd have to get the ore assessed after the mining operation and I wouldn't even know if they had any value on the open market.
"I want you to take Faith and Amy with you," I told my apprentice "They have little experience with space travel compared to you, and this seems like a good chance to do some teaching".
Even Raven had gone on some space adventures while part of the Teen Titans, but that had been with her team not with my companions.
"Let's just get this over with," Faith said as she boarded the craft.
Not every part of Jump Chain was glamourous and the boring stuff still needed to get done.
"The ship isn't finished yet!" I yelled up the ramp.
Faith didn't speak as she exited the ship and walked out of the hangar bay.
"It will be a few more hours," I told the girls "I just wanted to give you some warning before I sent you off".
Well, they might as well take a look, and check out the entertainment system I'd installed.
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The Phoenix. Halloween Universe.
Due to the risk of corruption and death either due to the demons of the Fade or the taint of the darkspawn I was limiting the contact anyone from my ship had with the world below, with the exception of Forestwind who I'd sent to barter with the Dalish Clans.
It would take time for her to earn their trust and they'd no doubt make unreasonable requests in exchange for being able to make copies of their written lore, but it gave the bosmer something to do, it was a way to make her useful to the group. While the Dalish weren't her people they were a kind of wood elf and so Forestwind should enjoy her time with them.
As for me, I was running things from one of the ship's labs as the bots worked. While I'd already sent samples of the ore that could be dug out of the Deep Roads to Deep Space Nine, in order to find out if they had any value on the open market, I would need more samples to be sent out in the future. So I was preparing those samples now and would soon be sending them to other places.
I also needed to spend some time studying the elements and compounds involved so as to figure out what they could be used for, and if they any magical or other special properties as if they didn't they could be replicated and that would render them worthless.
"Looks like the operation is going well," I said as I looked over some of the screens I had in the lab.
Since I'd sent the probes in first we had full maps of the underground passages, both those made by the dwarves and the darkspawn. I'd made sure to have the entrances collapsed, at least those not in use by the dwarves, so that the monsters would have nowhere to flee to when the purge of their kind began.
The bots had been driving the darkspawn out of the Deep Roads and into their underground homes as we needed to limit their movements and to make easier for the bots to move around. Even with the growing number of bots, the ship's fabricators were making more, it was going to take weeks to clear out the underground network of passages.
"And we're getting to test some of our upgrades," Tali said, "Your ABC mechs are doing a good job".
She was referring to the ABC warriors from the Judge Dredd universe, one of which I'd gotten from the Halloween Universe not so long ago, that upon copying and upgrading had become a fine heavy infantry bot for my robot armies. Really with the right weapons and improved armour they were more like light tanks than heavy infantry.
On other the screens, I was seeing information gathered from this galaxy's super light communications that Cortana had sifted through so that I could learn more about what was going on out there. I wasn't the only person roaming about trying to make a profit. I was reading reports of salvage teams on the ruins of Imperial Hive Worlds.
A Hive World was the most populous type of Imperial planet. The populations of these planets are so great that the people live in huge urban arcologies called hive cities, truly immense, self-contained, many-layered structures that reach high into the sky, each housing billions of individuals.
Hive Worlds often provide much-needed industrial labour, their manufactoria producing mountains of war materiel and other goods to meet the Imperial tithe's demands. In exchange, food had to be imported in since these worlds had no longer had any farmland.
Most Hive Worlds started out as relatively hospitable places to live but have become severely polluted, the areas outside the hives having been reduced to ash wastes or radioactive desert by the never-ceasing industry of the great cities. Equally dangerous can be the hives themselves.
The crime-ridden, poverty-stricken areas, almost always found in the most polluted and decrepit lower levels of the under-hive, are home to violent gangs, criminals, assorted scum as well as mutants and heretical cults who hide there from the authorities. It has been said that the sacrifice of over a million Imperial soldiers is worth "one day's Hive World production" in terms of weapons and armour
Some extensively developed Hive Worlds do not even consist of various enclosed arcologies surrounded by wasteland, jungle, ice, or plains. These Hive Worlds are completely urbanised and stacked with hundreds of layers of arcologies, covering the entirety of the planet, effectively becoming an ecumenopolis. In the 40k universe, Terra (Earth) is an example of this type of "Super Hive World" as was the Trantor of Issac Asimov's Foundation series and Courscant over in the Star Wars Galaxy.
However in this universe, while Trantor and Courscant endured, the populations of the Imperial Hive worlds, those that hadn't managed to escape had starved or killed each other when the food shipments stopped, in wars over what food and clean water remained, leaving other resources and much of their technology behind.
This had happened because the ships of the IOM didn't have the Emperor's Lighthouse to guide them and while their Navigators could still make short warp jumps, this was known because of some Rogue Traders (who were freelancer traders of sorts from the 40k universe) had made it to spaceports like the Citadel and thankfully didn't try shooting everything in sight, these short Jumps couldn't support commerce in the IOM and so the Hive Worlds had begun to starve.
Having a lot of nearly lifeless Hive Worlds around the galaxy lead to salvage teams from many races and factions venturing to those planets to claim any valuables they could find in what remained of the Hives. Only having to deal with the surviving cannibals and mutants from the lowest parts of the Hives.
I'd decided not to join in with that sort of thing as I found more than a little ghoulish and there plenty of other ways to make the money I needed so that I could buy the tech as well the information I desired to acquire from more advanced groups.
After deciding to stop work for a while, the ore samples all looked good so far, I spent some time looking at Tali. Instead of her usual attire, Tali wore a black catsuit which stretched over every inch of her curvy frame. She didn't need to wear a helmet to protect herself while in her quarian form, she hadn't for decades, so I could see her pointed ears, violet skin, and her hair tied up in a ponytail so as to be out of the way while she worked.
She was bent over a table, using her three-fingered hand for some delicate work. She was always tinkering, trying to find ways to improve on our tech, or just taking things apart to see how they worked. As she did her thing her ass moved as if inviting me to go touch it. Which of course I did.
"Want to take a break?" she asked, "Have any ideas what we could do?".
Before saying anything I had a good squeeze.
"I can think of a few things," I said.
"Are we thinking of the same things?" Talia asked.
Without reading her mind, which was something I could do if I wished, either via the Force or with a spell using my wand, I couldn't know for sure and while the alien babe would allow me to read her mind I had no desire to invade her privacy, I couldn't know for sure, but it seemed likely.
"Even with all the universes we've explored, I've never seen met anyone like you," Tali told me
I played with her rear bumper some more.
"And you won't," I said while slapping her backside "I can take you any way I want, and all you can do is just sit back and take it".
I so much control over her, and what it made that so sweet was how she happily handed over that control.
"Captain's privileges," Tali said as she did her best to remove her clothing while remaining bent over.
When a single finger of mine slipped between Tali's nether lips she thrusted back and did he best to get fucked by that finger, and she acted as if was an intense sexual experience. This couldn't feel that good for her so I knew that she putting on a bit of show for me. She did her best to remain sexy for me even after all these years and universes.
As I pressed more fingers deep into Tali's wet fuck hole the cries coming from her were downright obscene.
"Oh Captain, I want...I want you," the combat engineer begged as I used my powers on her.
She hadn't called me captain in a good long while. No doubt this was a result of her spending time with her people, who existed in this universe along with so many other groups. In her culture captains were like rockstars and heroes combined, they served as role models for young quarians and I imagined that many young quarian females developed strong crushes on their captains.
"And I want you to cum," I let the alien babe know "Go ahead. Come for me".
Tali did so and her love juices gushed all over my fingers. I then offered a Tali a taste of her own juices. She sucked them for them, acting as I'd offered her a taste of ambrosia straight from Mount Olympus.
"Can I play with your cock?" she requested.
"Help yourself," I said.
Tali took me up on that invitation and began to undo my jeans, I was dressed casually. She pulled them down and then my boxers followed, only for both items to get thrown across the lab. Soon she had my cock in her three-fingers had and she rubbed me very vigorously.
"Put it in me!" Tali pleaded "I need it. I feel like I'm burning up without you inside me".
I grabbed her arm and made her bend back over the table she'd been working on, not caring if I broke anything. Then I took the plunge and stuffed Tali completely full. The tightness of her hot cunt wrapped my dick as I began to give her fucking she so badly wanted.
"Yes, Captain!" she screamed.
I stopped fucking her for a few moments so that I could spank Tali's lovely backside. It jiggled underneath my palm after the impact. More slaps to her posterior followed, with a loud crack against her fuckable ass. She cried out as I spanked her, promising to be good.
Of course, I didn't accept this right away and spanked her some more before starting to really fuck her. Caring only for my own pleasure. Not that Tali ever minded this.
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Deep Space Nine Halloween Universe.
"This station is a lot more peaceful than Babylon 5" Padme commented as she, Ahsoka, Raven, Faith, and Amy left the mineral assay office "But there are just as many ships here".
Ahsoka had noticed that B5 seemed more lively and more packed with people.
"DS9 never has more than a few thousand people living here at one time, but it can support more than five thousand if needs be," said Raven "I read that at the information kiosk, and Babylon 5 has a quarter of million people, and the Citadel has more than 13 million living in it".
She wasn't only one with something to say.
"We're also out on the frontier here," said Jadzia Dax "Epsilon Eridani is much more densely populated that the Bajoran system, and we don't have the room to compete with the Citadel".
The Starfleet officer then greeted Gothic's girls.
"Hi, I'm Jadzia Dax, the science officer here," she said before introducing the woman at her side "This is Mayor Kira. We just got word that you brought in some interesting mineral samples to the assy office".
Given that they'd just left that place it was a surprise to the girls that anyone knew about it. Something Padme mentioned.
"As the science officer I like to stay alert for anything interesting that makes its way on to the station," Jadzia said, explaining her interest "when I mentioned the sample to Major Kira, and who brought them, I become curious about your group. The other times you've been here its been in your Battlestar and you were trading for advanced technology not selling ore. We were wondering what the big change was about".
Padme reached inside the simple jacket that she wore and took out a business card, it wasn't made of paper, but did have contact details on it.
"The Gothic Consortium is branching out," the former Senator told the two officers "We are still interested in acquiring information and rare technology, but now we're offering a wide range of services in return".
Major Kira took the card and inspected it. The Phoenix could be contacted on a subspace channel, assuming that it was with range, and it might be useful to be able to call up a well-armed Battlestar if they ever needed some extra muscle.
"Must be busy on your ship" she commented.
Padme smirked slightly.
"We have more than one Battlestar, and a growing number of support vessels" the woman from Naboo informed, "and with our technology we can provide services others can't. Please keep us in mind for your future needs".
Faith muttered something that no one else quite heard, but she sounded impressed.
"We'll do that," said Jadzia Dax.
The two officers walked away.
"I had no idea you knew anything about business," remarked Ahsoka as the group of girls got moving again.
Padme smiled.
"Politics and business aren't that different," she told the Force-user "They are both about who you know, and about understanding what people want".
While Ahsoka gave those words some serious thought Faith tried to steer the group towards Quark's bar.
"One drink won't kill us" argued the young Slayer while addressing Padme "and the ugly guy who runs the place does business with Gothic so you might want to meet him".
The former queen considered this.
"Okay but just the one drink," she said, "This was just supposed to be a quick errand".
With that, the group made its way to the bar.
"Does anyone else think that the bartender looks like Principal Synder?" Amy asked.
What followed was a discussion began over who was worst looking and less pleasant to be around, Quark or Synder.
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The Deep Roads. Thedas.
While it was risky to be here I was well protected in my suit of Fallout style power armour, my version of which had been made from the best materials, and had been blessed with holy oils made by a priest on Halloween Earth, more recently I'd carved symbols of protection into the armour, and they along with the kinetic barriers as well as the personal shield meant that I was quite safe here, or as safe as anyone could be done here.
Seeing the Deep Roads in person made it was easy to imagine how they'd once linked all the thaigs with one another and the surface world. These subterranean highways were great works of achievement, with centuries of planning and engineering behind them.
At the height of the dwarven empire, the Deep Roads were busy thanks to the travellers and merchants, who visited not only the thaigs, but also the surface settlements in order to trade. If any of the people who had traversed the Deep Roads at the height were able to return here today I felt sure that they would be shocked at the silence and decay they would find.
It was sad to see that they had been reduced to such states and mining operations weren't helping. On the plus side if my droids were successful in clearing out the darkspawn the dwarfs would be able to reclaim much of what they had lost. Sure it could take them centuries, if it happened at all, as they were declining race due to the darkspawn, but it could happen and if the Legion of the Dead were anything to go by the dwarves could do it.
The Legion was a military organization not unlike the Grey Wardens in that it accepts anyone from any level of society. Many join the Legion to avoid punishment for various crimes or to regain their honour. Others joined to have their debts forgiven, thus restoring their Houses' lost honour. Some even join for the glory, and the Legion accepted them all the same.
Before they permanently leave Orzammar and enter the Deep Roads, the Legionnaires undergo a symbolic "funeral" where last goodbyes are spoken to friends and relatives and all ties to their former lives are cut. It begins with chanting and toasts, then the dwarves bid farewell to their friends and loved ones.
They were dwarves such as those in the legion, and other people for that matter, who ventured this far from Orzammar, the dwarven city, and as much my army of bots had encountered them while committing justified genocide against the darkspawn The Legion hadn't kindly to my bots looting the abandoned thaigs for valuables to sell elsewhere in this crazy universe, and as such I now to deal with some prisoners.
The army camp for my bots was located in one of the old thagis, which must have been set up here because of the interesting metal deposits in the area, and the Legion hadn't liked that, they decided to interfere with the strange metal golems.
"So what do you want to do with him?" Cortana asked me from the speaker of one of my Magnadroid bodyguards "I can have them beamed back to their city".
Given their oath of service that might not be the best thing to do. I could dishonour them needlessly and while I could have dealt with this from a great distance I'd felt the need to look the captives in the eye before dealing with them/
"We won't be here for much longer," I said to the AI "We'll keep them locked up until we have done here what we came to do".
Most of the treasures we'd found down here were tainted in a very literal way and needed to be vaporised, but we'd found plenty of stuff that was safe to sell elsewhere, and while most of the items found could be replicated there was still a market out there for genuine artefacts.
"We'll keep them locked up" Cortana promised.
I gave the matter some thought.
"Once we're done here, send some of the stuff the bots have found back to the dwarves" I decided.
While I should get the best stuff there was no need to be greedy as even the Battlestars magically expanded cargo bays could be filled, and it wasn't as if I really needed more than just the ore, and a few trinks for later deals. There was much down here that shouldn't just be left to collect dust.
With that matter quickly dealt with I decided to beam up back to the ship and to take a very long shower just in case any taint got on me.