Author's Disclaimer: I don't own anything belonging to "Mass Effect 2" or anyone in that universe. They all belong to Bioware.
Author's note: It's all Revans_Mask's fault. All of it :P I hope this is accepted and enjoyed.
"Attachments"
Chapter one "An interesting development"
A gift for Revans_Mask and the "Flesh is Weak" series
Shepard grumbled as she pinched her cloth robe closed in the back. Her bare legs were cold in the sterile white medical room and instead of sitting on the examination table, she paced. She'd just come out of battle, had just finished probing the situation on Freedom's Progress and while she'd been glad to have run into an old friend, even Tali didn't seem inclined to put her life on hold just because she'd been brought back from the dead.
Shepard admit it hurt. But at least her old friend was glad to see her and they'd completed the mission together. She even was able to lead as usual, going against Miranda's suggestions to give Veetor over to Cerberus. She'd let the nervous quarian go with Tali and her crew for psychological help.
Now the current situation. Shepard eyed the red and gold logos painted on the walls. Usually after a mission she liked to have a few glasses of brandy and put together one of her ship models. But immediately after leaving Freedom's Progress, Miranda Lawson had all but forced her into one of the facility's medical room, urging her to undress.
Shepard knew Miranda had been instrumental in her body's reconstruction but still, she was done with medical probing. She was here, she was alive and in one piece. That's what counted, right? Well alive and with a new appendage crafted onto her body. Shepard palmed the new shaft between her legs. It poked up half hard beneath her cloth robe and she was somewhat alarmed at its responsiveness. Shepard had been shocked to discover that extra bit upon awakening at the Lazarus project station. But there hadn't been time to contemplate it, there had been a voice on the loudspeaker urging her to get up, get up, Shepard, and fight. New body discovers would have to wait until a safe time.
Now that Shepard knew Miranda had been one of her medical officers, she wanted to sink into the floor with embarrassment knowing that she'd probably helped craft and handle her shaft many times while she was under. The beautiful operative's smile as she was escorted to this room was telling and Shepard was too flabbergasted to ask aloud.
Two firefights down and safe at a Cerberus installation, and now Shepard had time to worry about her bodily changes. Her life had been lost for two years. She woke up with two new teammates she had command over. But what about the Alliance? She still had to track down her friends. Tali had been one check mark she'd need to come back to. And Liara…..
Shepard wondered what the hell she was going to tell her girlfriend. She WAS still her girlfriend, wasn't she? She'd been dead. If Liara had moved on, could she complain? The least she could do was see her, or at least send out an extranet mail message alerting her to her status. She wanted to go find her now, but no, Miranda insisted on medical exam first. Shepard crossed her arms over her chest, tapping one bare foot on the cold floor. When she got out of here, she'd have words for her alright….
When the door slid open, Shepard was surprised to see an asari dressed in a white medical uniform. Her eyebrow raised high. While she wasn't a stranger to any of the alien species of the galaxy, Cerberus was certainly humanity-only bent. No way would they employ an asari.
"Aren't you in the wrong place?" Shepard blurted out. The asari chuckled and closed the door behind her. This was just getting too weird.
"No, Commander. How are you feeling after your fight?" The woman ran her hands down Shepard's bare arms, tracing her muscles. Shepard shuddered, her nipples tightening behind the gown. Her touch was far more intimate than clinical, and she was responding, damn her body. She couldn't begin to reign in her newly constructed desire as her cock stiffened, tenting her robe. Shepard blushed hotly. This new world upon awakening was proving to be a nightmare.
"F-fine. I'm fine. What are you looking for?" Shepard asked, trying to sound casual. Her cock throbbed, responding to every move the asari made. The woman ran her blue fingers down across Shepard's collar bone. She traced along the collar of her robe and gestured for Shepard to turn around. Shepard did on reflex and tried to grab the robe as it was untied and began to fall around her hips. Too late, she was exposed and the asari gestured to the examination table.
"Take a seat and we'll get underway," she said matter-of-factly. Shepard's cock ached. She gingerly sat, tugging at the robe to half lay over her thighs.
"I told you, I'm fine. No heart problems, nothing weird. I've been in many fights," she muttered, face red hot in a blush. The asari ran an errant hand down her belly and Shepard gasped when she grasped her by the cock. Okay, now she was ready for lift-off. She mentally commiserated with her male officers of the past. No wonder they went crazy whenever they had something going on. She felt like she was going to burst! "Hey! What the!"
The asari shrugged her white top open revealing ample blue breasts and Shepard gaped at the sight. She kept stroking her shaft firmly, establishing a firm rhythm. "Just relax, Commander. You've had an abnormal day as it is and there's a lot to get used to."
"What are…hey, stop it," Shepard tried to bat her away, trying to focus on Liara. Not only was she going to have to explain her new appendage to her, but also these baser primal desires.
"It's quite alright." The asari's voice grew throaty as she knelt down and at the first pull of her mouth over the head of her cock, Shepard cried out. "You need release, don't you? Just relax. That's your only requirement."
"But…I don't…..fuck," Shepard mumbled as she was pinned to the spot, watching the apparent nurse go down on her. Lust coiled hotly through her belly, screaming to be let out and Shepard closed her eyes, focusing on the hot wet mouth servicing her aching flesh. Her hips made churning movements on the table and suddenly thrust upward as her peak crested and she was coming, spurting into the asari's mouth. The woman smiled, pulled back, running her tongue up and down her wet shaft, taking it back in to swallow her next spurts. Shepard leaned back on the table, gasping for breath. She felt like she'd run a mile, she was so winded. But when the asari pulled back and kept servicing her twitching shaft, she found herself hard again. Shepard groaned with embarrassment.
"You don't….hey, that's enough." But once wasn't enough and Shepard had to come again. She let herself have it, cupping the back of the woman's crest to guide her rhythm. The asari seemed to respond to that, purring around her length and Shepard ached. Her next orgasm flashed white light behind her eyes, it was so explosive. Shepard groaned, slumping on the table. The asari woman handed her back her robe and went to clean herself off at the sink. Shepard watched her, flesh satiated, but mind somewhat troubled.
"You didn't have to do that."
The woman chuckled, drying her hands off in the sink. Her face was wiped off and she looked presentable once more. "Maybe not, but we all need release in our personal day to day. And you're needed for something important. I wish you well on your journey, Commander."
Shepard blushed, pulling the robe on again. "Thanks?" What else did you say to something like that? Weird couldn't even begin to describe what had just happened. Usually something this unexpected could have gone down at a bar. Not after dying and being medically revived.
"I must be going. Take care, Commander."
Shepard looked around the examination room. She stood on shaky legs and exited to the adjoining chamber. She was ready to start asking for her clothes.
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There was a knock at the office door Miranda was using while they were at this facility. "Come in!" she called
She'd had word they'd be relocating to Shepard's new ship very soon. She was going over Shepard's medical files but set them aside as she looked up at the asari…. Worker they'd hired. The woman shut the door behind her.
"How is she?"
"Fine. Very healthy. She has released and seems less frustrated."
"Good." Miranda rubbed her hands together. While she would have preferred to have one of their human operatives handle the issue her boss thought Shepard might have, they knew she had an affinity for asari. Or at least one asari in particular. Miranda made a mental note to check up on the good Dr. T'Soni at a later time. "How many releases?"
"Two."
Miranda eyed the asari. She certainly did a good job of cleaning herself then.
"Very well. Thank you for your service. Our agreed upon price." Miranda made a few keystrokes on her omni tool, forwarding the credits to the asari's account. The woman nodded and left, hips almost deliberately swaying. Miranda shook her head.
While she'd taken point on reconstructing Shepard's body, including its new added pyshiological addition, she only somewhat agreed with The Illusive Man's suggestion that they used outside help to relieve Shepard of any stress. 'Men and thinking with their dicks,' she'd scoffed to herself. But what the Illusive Man suggested, he usually meant as an order.
Miranda sighed and began typing her report for the day.
End for now
End notes: Oh, there's gonna be a few more :P I'm not stating Shepard is a monster for somewhat cheating on Liara. At this point she hasn't met back up with her on Ilium. But she is thinking of her. Leave a review if you liked, or tell me what you think.
Cheers, pen 3/01/2021