Mass Effect 2: Carnality [Lazy Kitsune]

[Kuragari]

Name: John Jane Shepard
Age: 31 18
Gender: Male Female
Appearance: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/976834566394347590/1076826740137140324/sample-70bede905e788aba0def897f60df7307.jpg


Bio- John Shepard made his reputation as a ruthless commander prepared to do anything it takes to get the job done. Its this cutthroat attitude, along with his marital and biotic talents as a Vanguard, that earned him the title of the first human Spectre. His fame skyrocketed after saving the Citadel from an attack by the Geth and a living warship known as Sovereign, the vanguard of an entire fleet of these vessels known as Reapers. Shepard's discovery of this threat, lurking in dark space beyond the edge of the galaxy, was not received well by the Citadel Council, however, and so in their efforts to dismiss his claims of Reapers, they sent Shepard out of the way to patrol the border with Geth space.

As a person, Shepard was quite the womaniser, and at the time was even juggling two secret relationships with members of his team, Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams and scientific liaison Dr Liara T'soni. Shepard never had brilliant control over his own libido and had a habit of taking a variety of women to his bed during his service.

After dying during the Collector attack on the Normandy SR1, it would end up being the renegade organisation Cerberus, whom Shepard had thwarted the schemes of in the past, that would bring him back. The Lazarus Project, however, was not as successful as the Illusive Man had originally envisioned. Shepard's body was just too damaged, with not enough genetic material remaining to fully reconstruct him. There were, however, compromises that could be made to at least bring back the Commander's mind.

Using state of the art and experimental cloning, gene therapy and medical procedures, Shepard was remade in a new body. One much younger and female. Knowing he was no longer getting the benefit of bringing back someone that the galaxy would recognise as the hero of the Citadel, the Illusive Man was more willing to make other compromises as well to make sure there was still value to be gained out of this project. Shepard was modified in a variety of ways, but among the most notable of which was how she was made to be incredibly alluring, through a combination of genetic tailoring and integrating pheromones into her body that would grow more potent the more she sweats, Shepard was made to be attractive to nearly all races in the galaxy. The Illusive Man, while denying the request to put a control chip in Shepard's mind, did acquiesce to some of Miranda's concerns over Shepard being controllable and agreed to let Miranda carry out subtle psychological reprogramming on Shepard while she was being restored to make her easier to control once she woke up.

Shepard remains oblivious to all of this. Dimly aware a few times she awoke to strange lights and noises and doctors looking down on her, she finally comes to true consciousness to the sounds of alarms blaring and a woman's voice coming over an intercom telling her to wake up. It is here Shepard finds herself, naked and in a new body on a medical bed.

Stats base is 0, can go to negative 3 to earn extra points, max point is 5, 10 points to spend.
Body- 4
Mind- 3
Spirit- 4
Libido- -3
Luck- 2

Turn Ons hypnosis, bestiality, blackmail, forced / tricked into sexual situations, pet play, humiliation.
Turn Offs gore, vore, pedo, scat, insects and arachnids

Alarms were blaring, a woman was trying desparately to get you to wake up, and what sounded vaguely like the muffled echoes of gunfire. Your head still felt fuzzy, and your entire body felt strange, almost alien to you. There was a weight on your chest that you didn't remember being there, and an emptiness between your legs that felt rather wrong in so many ways. Your hair also felt longer, framing your face... which it had never done, as you'd inherited the tendency from your father's side of not only short hair, but early receding hairlines.

Still, you push yourself up and off the bed, holding onto it for support as your mind remembers all your training, yet its as if your body doesn't quite remember everything it should. It takes a few tries to manage walking, but you manage to make it to the terminal where the woman seems to look hopeful and her voice relaxes just a tiny bit.

"Finally! You're up! Shepard, quick, grab a jumpsuit from the locker over there and a gun, we're under attack and need to get off this station as soon as possible! I've sent someone to help as I'm pinned down here, but it sounds like you're gonna need to help them out too! Quickly, or else the bots will get to you first!"

[Lazy Kitsune]

I grunt as I push myself up and onto my feet, my voice sounding quiet and tired, arms feeling weaker than normal. However long I was lying there must have been long enough for my muscles to atrophy. Guess I should consider myself lucky, I thought I was a goner. But this doesn't look like any Alliance hospital. Still, I could hear a voice of someone calling to me, someone that might be able to explain what was going on. I walked on shaking footing, my body still not feeling quite like my own. I felt smaller, lighter for the most part, and off balance. My head was ringing, and not just from the alarm going off, and seemed to be taking its time settling. Reaching the terminal, I flicked it on to get through. "Hold on, now, who are you? What's going on here?" I asked, surprised by how soft my voice seemed to still be coming through. I grabbed my throat, but it didn't feel like it was in pain or injured in any way I could notice.

I look over towards the locker and make my way over, pulling it open. The gun is a simple pistol, but it looks larger than normal in my hand as I pick it up. Still, should do the job just fine. The jumpsuit, however, was another issue. "This jumpsuit is way too small." I say, pulling it from the locker and holding the sleeve against my arm. "It looks like its fit for a woman, it'll never..." I pause, seeing how well it seemed to match up with my arm. Frowning, I turn it over, checking to see if I had been wrong about its dimensions. It seemed very smug and formfitting for someone a good head height and then some shorter than me, with far less broad shoulders. But at the same time...

Trying to get these inconsistencies to fit together gets my mind moving properly once more and the extra details that I had perhaps been subconsciously avoiding now click into place. I look down at my firm, perky tits, smattered with light freckles, and hold up a hand to brush aside some of my red hair from the corners of my vision. Hand shaking, I turn to the locker and shift it to the side, peering to catch my reflection in the reflective metal. My eyes widen and I take a step back. "What the hell is going on?" I yell, turning back to the terminal.

The sound of gunfire catches my attention, and whatever response I get from the woman I don't have time to press her further right now. I start slipping on the jumpsuit, finding it hug my now plumper ass and chest quite tightly as I zip it up. The zip doesn't seem to go all the way, catching short to leave a lot of my cleavage on display. Any day in the past and a sight like that would have me very happy indeed. But right now it all felt too surreal to think about it like that. Still, I got it mostly on. It wasn't armour, but at least I was wearing something.

[Kuragari]

"Look, just hurry, I can explain everything once we're all out of here! Too much to cover right now!" The voice of the lady says as you retrieve the pistol and the jumpsuit and make the discovery of your changed and altered state. Which, annoyingly, a part of you can't help but think about how... well... how much of a fine piece of sexy ass you now looked in that brief glimpse you got in the reflection. Like, hot damn, you put many of the girls you'd had over the years to shame!

Still, suited up as you are, you open the door and find yourself in another chamber. Nearby is a glass window, through which you can see someone getting gunned down while another figure, a woman in a jumpsuit similar to your own but built more for someone handling biotics, is pinned down. Though you have more immediate concerns... in the form of the door to get to said room opening as two security bots step in and begin to raise their weapons towards you!

There's several pieces of cover you could make use of, and a small part of you notes that suddenly, it seems as if time has slowed down. You've got just a moment to either dive for cover, or try to open fire.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Combat! If you want to attack the bots, its two separate 1d20+4 rolls. Your goal is to get a roll higher than *rolls* 9

[Lazy Kitsune]

With not much in the way of answers, all I could do right now was focus on staying alive. Rushing towards the gunfire I can see LOKI mechs assailing people, gunning down one and keeping a woman who appeared to be a biotic under fire. What the hell was happening here? With a window between myself and the other woman, I can't offer her much support until I get to her and that was being made difficult by two of the mechs deciding they were going to deal with me first. "Lets see if I can still shoot like I used to..." I muttered, levelling my pistol to try and take out the mechs as quickly as I could to open the path to the other survivor.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Rolled: 18+4=22, 7+4=11

[Kuragari]

Your first shot perfectly deals with the closest of the mechs, putting a bullet straight through its head and its main processor unit. The thing goes down with electrical whines and clunking machinery. The second one however still has some kinetic shields up, and so your bullet simply dissipates such as you fire. Its own aim isn't the best though as it raises its weapon and fires off three quick shots, which gives you time to duck under cover.

"More coming your way!" The woman in the other chamber yells before throwing a biotic pulse forward to try and slow down the two still bearing down on her. You've got the one your facing and a quick peek shows another coming your way as well.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Another two d20+4 rolls, your roll to beat this time is a 12.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Even with these new arms making the gun feel a little heavier in my grip, I've clearly still got enough of the old skill to make it count. A satisfying crackle goes off as the circuits within the LOKI mech's head are blasted through with a kinetic slug. I'm letting off my second shot as it goes down, but the kinetic barrier of the next mech holds. Fortunately these mechs are just as slow and simple as ever, letting make get to cover before it has a chance to return fire.

With the other woman drawing my attention to the reinforcements on their way even before I've dealt with this remaining mech, I curse under my breath. I pull out from cover to take another couple of shots, though if they don't help enough it may be time to see if my biotic abilities still work as well as they used to in this new body.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Rolled: 11+4=15 and nat 20 (24)

[Kuragari]

The second mech takes a few shots to deal with as it seems its shields are a bit more resistant. Or you're aim just isn't as up to snuff as you'd like. But you bring it down after a third shot, and turn your attention to the one coming your way and...

Just like the first, you don't just expertly deal with it, you masterfully handle it. Memories of studying common security mech schematics flick briefly, ever so briefly, through your mind and you recall a tiny detail regarding their shielding that you can exploit. And exploit it you do as you bring the third mech down with a single shot through the head, your bullet managing to sneak through a brief phase where the shield is cycling.

As it crashes down, you're left with no enemies on your end to deal with. And from the sound of several more shots and clattering from nearby, it seems the other woman has also dealt with her two.

"Commander Shepard! Is that you?" The woman calls out as she stands up, pistol gripped firmly as she scans the area for anymore hostiles.

[Lazy Kitsune]

With the mechs cleared out, I move on over to the entrance to the next room to help return the favour to the woman inside, however it seems she deals with the mech's on her end soon enough anyway. I keep my pistol in hand as I approach, keeping an eye out for any more of these things approaching. "It is." I reply, before glancing down at myself. "At least... I'm pretty sure it is..." I murmur.

Entering the next room, I give her a look over now that there wasn't a glass window and makeshift cover between the two of us to get a better sense of who I was talking to. "So you know who I am, who are you? And what's going on here? I woke up just moments ago, in this body, and had to fight for my life before anyone could explain anything. I'm hoping you can fill me in."

[Kuragari]

The woman, who has a curvaceous figure of her own that you would have definitively been after before, gives you a sympathetic look as she remarks, "As far as I understand, they did all they could for your original body. As for answers... I really only know the bare bones. If you want a more definitive answer, you'd need to speak with Miranda. Who I really hope is still alive." Shaking her head as if to cast such a thought aside, she said, "Listen, my name is Aran, and right now, this place is under attack. I need to find Miranda and get the three of us to the shuttlebay so we can get out of here. Now isn't exactly the best place for long explanations. Think you can wait, hero?"

[Lazy Kitsune]

I wasn't happy with not getting any clear answers yet, but I couldn't exactly argue with Aran. We weren't safe just standing around here, and if we were under attack then that would need to be dealt with first. Gritting my teeth, I give her a nod. "I can wait, but I expect to be told everything as soon as we get out of here, alright?" Glancing around, I don't recognise anything about this base. It clearly wasn't an Alliance institution I had been to before, or any medical facility I could recognise. It didn't really seem like a medical facility at all, more like a high security laboratory. "Lead the way, Aran, I've got your back."

[Kuragari]

Aran nods thankfully, and leads the way out. With the two of you working together, you find yourself easily getting through the handful of mechs that try to get in your path. Luck for other survivors however isn't going well, though Aran is able to establish contact with Miranda. Aran retrieves a spare earpiece for you, giving you a chance to speak with Miranda... who it appears is the woman who was trying hard to get you up and going a short time ago. You could try asking her some questions...

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Libido roll, 1d20-3=-2

As an aside, Aran's look/appearance https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/ ... 66e89b.png

...One of which was definitively going to be about your body, specifically... well, Aran was very appealing to look at. And you were still very much attracted to women. But... hot damn, you'd never felt so damned horny as you were feeling right now. Your nipples were hard, and you were getting weird, needy, empty, tingly feelings from between your legs. Your body was practically burning with lust, and only the fact that you were in immediate danger seemed to be keeping your head straight enough.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Aran had a fine figure certainly, and her suit helped show it off. Had we met under normal circumstances, I would be anticipating enjoying her in my bed later, or perhaps even during a moment of quiet on the field should I come up with a suitable excuse to send Ash or Liara away. Though my usual charm felt absent at the moment as I struggled to cope to my new body. Despite the direness of the situation I was in, I felt like I was heating up uncontrollably, like some hormonal teenager. Which... judging by how youthful I looked in my reflection... I might just be again.

Breathing heavily as I find myself finally able to speak to this 'Miranda' again properly, I steady myself against a nearby wall as I talk over the earpiece. "Miranda?" I murmur, trying to steady my breath. "I think its about time you give me some answers... to start with... maybe you can tell me..." I gasp and grit my teeth, trying to focus and force the flush on my cheeks to die down "Why is my body heating up so quickly? I feel like I have no control over my own libido."

[Kuragari]

"An unintentional side effect of our efforts to revive you." Wait, revive? Since you can hear alarms and some intermittent gunfire through the earpiece, maybe you misheard her? "Since the old body was too far gone for us to use, we decided to try and give you an extra edge by restoring your youth. The body you inhabit is currently the equivalent of an 18 year old human."

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Libido Roll- 9-3=6

18 huh... no wonder you looked so smoking hot. Oh yeah, you definitely would have pounced on a gal looking like you did... which had the rather strange result of you imagining yourself, in this sexy female body, getting thoroughly fucked and sent to cloud nine by your old self. The thought of your old cock, hard, throbbing, and big, shoving in and out of your folds and filling that aching emptiness...

"We're almost there." Aran remarks, humming as she checks her omnitool. "And as it so happens, we're closing in on your position Miranda. Glad to know you didn't need us to rescue you."

"You know quite well I am more than capable of taking care of myself." Miranda noted on the channel, having the kind of confidence to her tone that many would call arrogant.

[Lazy Kitsune]

I bite my lip as I feel my body heating up even more, failing to muffle a needy moan. I close my eyes and try to force out the pictures in my head of me fucking my self, really drilling my cock deep into me and spreading my legs wide as I fucked myself into the bed until I couldn't walk. Crap. Now I could feel my thighs getting wet and sticky under my suit. I push past it for now, needing to get as many answers as I can. "Wait... what happened to my body... I remember... the Normandy was under attack. I was spaced, my suit breached... How did you rescue me? What happened to my crew?" I ask over the earpiece even as Aran and myself close in on Miranda's location.

[Kuragari]

There was a sudden burst of gunfire and some cursing from the other end, and you had to briefly contain your desire for questions. Fortunately, you soon reached the lady in question who... damnit were all the women here drop dead fucking gorgeous? Though this woman, Miranda, seemed more like the sort who would have sought to have you wrapped around her pinky and be the one in charge. With Aran's presence, you help her mop up the last of the Mechs standing between you and the entrance to the shuttle bay.

"Thank you, Commander. As head of the Lazarus project, I'm quite glad that even with the setbacks we had, you've managed to retain your abilities." She said, inclining her head. Aran gestured as she said, "This is Miranda. A crack shot and mean with biotics and tech alike. She's the one who was trying to revive you."

"Which we still managed to do, even if it wasn't in the means originally desired." Miranda noted, opening the door leading to the shuttle bay as she said, "Now, let's hurry. We need to get out of here before more unwanted guests show up."

[Lazy Kitsune]

Answers would have to come later, yet again. Seemed to be a recurring theme today. Still, live fire situations were my bread and butter, and even in this new body I had enough of my old skills to move quickly through the facility despite the opposition. Aran's skilled help was strong support, though her fine body in that tight fitting suit had me heating up in ways I never experienced before. If I still had my old body, I would already be planning on finding a way to get her into my bed tonight and give her a thorough physical. As I was now, however, I didn't know how to deal with these feelings.

It wasn't helped that Miranda seemed just as smoking hot as her coworker. And there was almost something else about her presence that sent a shiver down my spine. I bit my lip upon meeting her, trying to focus on the task at hand of escaping.

"I'm definitely grateful for you reviving me." I say, talking on the move. "But I expect detailed answers once we get out of here. If this was the only way you could bring me back... fine... I guess I'll have to get used to it. But neither of you are Alliance. I want to know who you are and what happened after the Normandy was attacked."

[Kuragari]

"She hasn't told you?" Miranda asked of Aran, and Aran squirmed just a bit. Miranda rolled her eyes at this as she lead the two of you into the shuttle bay and to the only one that seemed in working order at the moment. Most of the others looked like they had been damaged.

"We're part of Cerberus." Miranda finally answers as the three of you board the shuttle and she and Aran race over to the cockpit, powering the shuttle up swiftly and getting the three of you out of the base. Within a short moment, the ship has shot off to FTL as they try to make for the nearest relay. With the danger now behind you, its a chance to ask some questions... though at the same time, those feelings from before seem to become more prevalent. The heat and ache from between your legs proving to be quite distracting.

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Cerberus!" I repeat, alarmed as I set my back against one of the walls of the shuttle. My hand instinctively goes to my pistol once more, holstered after boarding the shuttle. Though my grip is shaky, my body distracted by the warm feelings swelling up inside me. And something about the way Miranda spoke sent tingles running up my spine and my head feel... fuzzy... and comfortable...

Shaking the feeling off for now, I fix a steady gaze to her. "Why would Cerberus put so much effort into bringing me back? Last time I ran into you people I remember an awful lot of you shooting at me." I grunt, gasping as the heat within my legs gets worse. I was hardly doing a good job of looking intimidating already, having the body and voice of a teenage girl. Though now all chance of being intimidating went out the window as I found myself falling to my knees, gasping and panting heavily. "And why the fuck... am I getting so worked up? This is more than just teenage hormones. Hmmph~ Dammit... what's happening with me?"

[Kuragari]

"Your male libido seems to have translated rather remarkbly in the cloning process. You had quite the reputation as a ladies man before... now it seems you're a bit of a nympho." Miranda said rather casually, some amusement sparkling in her eyes as she helped you back onto a seat. Her touch felt... soooo good and a part of you really just wanted to beg for more. What was crazy though was that her hand, which was wandering, had yet to actually touch your breasts, the space between your legs... or even your ass, the closest she got to being your hips.

"Do you want an explanation now? Or help with what you're dealing with? Aran or I, or both, could help with such... Aran a bit more so perhaps, thanks to a mod she has~"

Aran blushed and squirmed at such, but didn't deny such words. Just what could she mean by that though?