constituent 1 : Recruitment.

Commander Jane Shepard.

champion of the Blitz.

Warrior of Akuze.

low Human Spectre.

And Redeemer of the beetleweed, conqueror of the Reapers.

Everyone knows her write up, by the age of 26, she is a fable. On Earth she is what every soldier aspires to be. Men and cleaning lady both lust over the pictures of her in her N7 organisation alliance military space armour, her bright, flaming red fuzz flying in the wind as holds a M-99 sabre assault rifle in her hands, her bunch and Ship, the SSV Normandie, behind her.

Sure the picture was taken for military machine advert intention but who cares, the public loved it. But what if you knew there was another member in the Shepard family ? Another no one ever knew of ?

Her chum, James IV Shepard.

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James was a tekki for a humble and unknown society in acquaint day California, twelvemonth 2191 CE, 5 years after Jane, his baby, saved the galaxy. Unlike his baby, he was n't celebrated or with the war machine. He did n't have the gifts to be the first of all or the consistency and skills for the second.

It had been 6 twelvemonth since he had even spoken to his sister. When she had saved the galaxy, you 'd think that the least he would get was a `` Hi, hope you 're still alive after the Reaper invaded earth. '' From her, but no, not even that. He did n't mind. He was 24 yr old after all. He did n't bank on her anymore. King James I was sure they would never verbalize till the day of their deaths. Just too different, with too practically time passed to drift apart almost completely.

It was going to change however.

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He was sitting in an Armchair on the porch of his small mansion, reading a Bible. He loved alone. James had long get even it to the fact that he would never find someone for himself a years ago. He did n't mind. He always had call girls whenever his heat rose. He would be the crazy uncle of his diminished group of friends nipper, if the ever got married.

He heard the armed services AV before he saw it.

It was all calamitous with N7 logo on the doors and so he knew it was about his sister. As per usual. Though Shepard was a rough-cut family figure on earth, with many claiming to be Jane 's relatives, he and Jane both knew that they were the only family they each had left. No one else.

So it was n't a mistake. They wanted him for something. A heavily built man in a black suit with the common decoration and pureness walked intently towards him, two N7 soldiers walking at his position, guns at the ready. King James I put his book aside.

'' Saint James the Apostle Alexander Sam Shepard, sidekick to commander Jane Shepard, am I right ? '' The man asked as James IV put up his bridge player slightly in a mock gesture of surrender.

'' Guilty as charged, sir. Something I 've done damage to the systems Alliance military ? '' He asked as the man shook his head.

'' Let 's acquire this talk inside, Shall we ? ``

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They sat at the dining room mesa as the man, he called himself lieutenant Roberts, cleared his pharynx and began to speak, all the while placing a grim sleek laptop computer on the table.

'' If I may ask, when was the last sentence you spoke with your sister ? After the Grim Reaper intrusion, am I right ? '' He asked, while James just stared silently at his hands.

'' 6 geezerhood ago, august. 5 twenty-four hour period before she discovered the beacon, became a spectre and went after that rogue, Saren. '' He said quietly while the lieutenant almost had a coughing fit at his words.

'' You 're joking, right ? '' He asked in a somehow wannabee phonation, only to invite a deadpan stare of sorry eyes from the man. He cleared his throat once more.

'' fountainhead, right. What I 'm about to record you is highly classified ad. It concerns your sister and about of her crowd. The systems coalition military and the citadel are both keeping it under toilsome wrapper right now so as not to cause widespread terror but for all we know and have tried, you are are concluding choice. '' He said seriously, only getting a fragile nod from Saint James the Apostle, though he looked slightly.

Bartholomew Roberts continued. `` 4 years ago, we lost all inter-group communication with the SSV Normandy while it was enroute to the citadel. It docked off for a short happy chance a little ways away from citadel space. Not far off but no near either. It was at the time that the crew and their commander, your sister, decided to feature a…. `` Party `` to celebrate the victory over the harvester two days previous. alcoholic drink and solid food were in plenty and then well… '' The police lieutenant broke off embarrassingly as William James looked curiously at him.

'' What ? '' He asked as Henry M. Robert got a grip on himself. `` Well…the air force officer had a bright musical theme of `` cutting loose '' for the night and letting their pilot, Joker Moreau, present everyone on the work party shooting of `` blue moon ''. Though not lethal as Red sand nor addictive, it had the undesirable essence of escalating things at the party. '' He said as he put in some codes into the laptop and turned it towards James.

It was a video.

A good caliber HD television at that.

It was the bridge of the Normandie, food piled and spilled everywhere, salute on board and then.….

'' You capturing this EDI ? crusade this is going to be a unwarranted nighttime ''

He recognised that representative from anywhere. Jane.

His sister.

She was naked on her knees, her thick, rippled red hair covering virtually of her face as she licked the huge tennis sized musket ball of a Krogan, who was grunting in joy as she moved her wet knife from his now wet clump to his HUGE 15 column inch Knobbed cock. It looked like a horse, only BIGGER ! !

'' That 's powerful Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr., service my shaft. Put that mouth to near use. '' He said before grunting as she slipped her clapper into his wee-wee twat. `` dirt. Take my load you red headed human WHORE ! ! ! '' He roared as he unleashed watercourse of deep white cum all over Jane, covering her from head to toe. She began to clobber up his creamy seed as the krogan, Must have been Wrex, walked away.

'' I 'll be back for round two Jane. Let me just go and slip this baby in that Asari gripe of a Doctor. Damn blueing fornicatress are the merely matter that can learn a krogan cep'tin another female krogan. '' He said as he left Jane a viscous mess, winking at the camera as she blew it a kiss.

The scene changed to find The ex Cerberus federal agent, Miranda Lawson, and Jane on a board getting fucked by one-half of the bunch, their pussies getting creamed time and time again.

Another shot showing Jane giving Joker Moreau a bj.Another showing Liara T'soni getting her pussycat Rammed by wrex and his horse cock.

Another of Miranda, Liara and Jane getting a bukkake from the whole crew, Wrex 's shaft covering the 3 fair sex the most in his krogan seed.

James looked up from the laptop as the video shut off, an unreadable and tranquillize expression on his brass. '' Why bear witness me this ? Jane is an adult and armed services for God 's sake. Her action at law and life, sexual or otherwise, are none of my business. `` He said a Bartholomew Roberts put the laptop away.

'' A few minutes later, the Normandy was attacked. Urdnot Wrex, jokester Moreau and almost all the crew dead and Your sis, Miranda Lawson and Liara T'soni abducted. By a Orange Yahg and his agent, a character of predatory alien. Also known as the phantasm broker. '' Roberts said, looking at James IV straight in the eye.

James shook his principal slowly. `` Did n't my sister kill him ? '' He asked as Roberts also gave a negative head gesture. `` He survived. And captured your sister. For the in conclusion years he has been using the women like sexual toy dog, breeding blood line and Experiments. He has sent telecasting every few month to the citadel, showing off his works. He has altered their DNA, allowing them to be bred with and bear the Loretta Young of any and all aliens and creatures. So far, he has made your baby breed and yield Varren puppy, Two krogan offspring and Larva of a thrasher Maw. His last video had her bearing a Yahg materialisation, maybe his own. The ones of Miss T'soni and young woman Lawson are lots worse. Along with the Same breeding experiment done by The commandant, miss Lawson, T'soni and Shepard are used day and nighttime sexually by the agent 's minions. And when not with them, they are on their knees, servicing him below his desk. '' Roberts stated, raw hate in his voice while James just closed his oculus and sighed.

'' Any rescue attack made ? '' He asked. Richard John Roberts spoke once more. `` One, a year ago. A group of Asari commando tried to go against the broker 's fortress and retrieve them. They were ambushed inside, used, bred, experimented on and the video of their tryout sent to the citadel. Most of the loser came from your sister. She has been somewhat give and did n't trust the commandos when they came for her and her fellow captives. She made them waste sentence having to win over her before they were ambushed. That 's why we need you. A broad on ravishment on the fortress OMEGA where your sister is held will be conducted. We believe that you can get her back. We would n't be asking but we ca n't risk another fuck up like the one with the Asari crew. YOU and only YOU can get to her. We will cater the firepower and the way to get her back. All you need to do is get her and her crew out. Do you accept ? '' He asked, his voice eager.

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The SSV Normandy left bastion space for fort Z 5 weeks later. With a bunch and army Of about 2000 Soldiers of ruffle Alien inheritance from Asari ranger to Krogan warchiefs, this was the crew that would liberate Jane Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr. and her friends or die trying.

Also aboard, and trying hard not to smell himself for agreeing to go, was St. James the Apostle Shepard.

They would reach fortress OMEGA in two weeks.

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Liara T'soni was in snake pit. Her own private the pits. Years of intimate degradation at the men of the shadow brokers were going to put down her soul and break her. She had suffered every humiliation known and unknown to her kind since they had been captured and was now on the virge of breaking mentally and spiritually.

She had been mated and bred by so many tool, born their offspring to term and birthed new breeds of powerful fauna mixed with her mighty DNA. 5 years and it still went on.

Now she was dressed up in goose egg but fishnet stockings and lace underclothing as she sat on a silk sheeted bed, awaiting her in vogue `` node ''. These were minions of the shadow broker that had done well in their obligation and were rewarded with using the `` Asari lady of pleasure '' as she was called.

And it just had to be a krogan.

'' Ohh, FUCK ! ! study that krogan cock, Asari cunt ! ! '' He roared as he pounded into her flexible pussycat, her cunt taking in the unit of his 14 column inch thick Krogan Horse stopcock as he slammed into her Sweet pussy.

She wanted to cry ill-usage. Wanted to sprinkle in his case and use her biotics to slam dance him away. Rip his stupid smirking reptile face to smidge.

Unfortunately, she could n't. The U3 brainwashing chip near the radical of her neck saw to that, the beshrew device making her require the evil bastard atop of her as he plunged into her kitty-cat. Now all she could was scream in pleasure.

'' Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! YES ! ! Give me more of your huge krogan cock. screw me intemperate ! rip me in two with your master krogan prick ! ! '' She shouted in ecstasy, her mind not believing the words she was saying as the krogan roared in triumph and plunged deeper into her pussy.

'' remove it, you blue skinned bitch. fill that krogan cock and hump it. '' He shouted, pummelling her puss harder that before. Then he felt it. The entrance to her womb. Her cervix. He turned his eyes to the sweating and heave pleasure filled face of the Asari and smirked.

'' give your mouth, squawk. '' He ordered and watched as she open her oral fissure, her soft lip parting as he pushed deeper into her and pressed his own mouth to hers, letting his foresighted and thick reptilian tongue teddy into her back talk to clobber each and every part of her mouth as he finally grunted and pushed his shaft against the barrier of her cervix, making her eyes go wide and her back talk clamp down over his tongue, returning the spit filled kiss as the krogan now pummeled her sacred Asari womb.

He broke the deep osculation and grinned, licking her look as he hilted inside her. `` promise you 're set up to brook a Krogan sister, Asari slovenly woman. Thanks to the broker, you 're not just gon na pop out another blue air skinned puss like you. Now assure me what you want, cunt. '' He said as she felt the huge egg on her ass Begin to pulse.

'' Please, fill me with your sperm and knock me up. multiply my no good womb with your Superior offspring. admit me to serve the krogan species by bearing their superordinate offspring. Cum insidey sacred womb and breed my bollock with your powerful and virile sperm. '' She shouted in indigence, her mind all the piece screaming in self-denial as the krogan grinned.

'' Just the words I wanted. NOW TAKE IT YOU blueness BITCH ! ! ! '' He roared as his pecker began to spray near innumerable amounts of midst krogan spermatozoon into her defenceless and vulnerable womb. She saw her belly began to expand as his cum began to bloat her womb with its amount. She felt her Powerful and Sacred Asari egg get pummeled by his Krogan mettle, powerless as they were penetrated by his germ and began the procedure of creation of a powerful biotic krogan baby. She slumped back on the bed in defeat, unconscious of the fact that her branch encircled the cumming krogan, hilting him deeper into her womb and not letting go.

10 minutes later, the Krogan left the room, Liara on the bed, her pussycat leaking a seemingly endless lake of krogan spunk. Her uterus tincture and her beautiful downhearted soundbox covered in a cover of krogan germ as she cried silent snag.

Who would save them from this nightmare ?

To be continued… .