XXXCOM2: Fighting familiars

[pornomancer]

Pulses of ecstasy wash over your body as you give birth, each pulse pushing your mind closer and closer to breaching the psychic realm once again. As your slut womb prepares to birth the proof of your whorish desire for animal cum, you struggle to maintain your thoughts as Docs voice fades into the background, so that when you push through the barrier to the psychic realm you are greeted with.... nothing.

In the strange void you find yourself in you find yourself surrounded by yellow forms, the forms of Fireteam Ishtar all glowing bright yellow,with small flecks of purple within their yellow forms lost within the sheer strength of their psionic force. Blueish white and blueish yellow forms dot the area surrounding you, and you correlate those forms with the people nearby.... but not quite. It seems that in the psionic form you can sense the presence of people and beings around you, with the greater their proximity in the real world burning brighter, but fading off rapidly as the distance falls away. More disturbingly, you sense large clusters of purple all around you, the purple of alien psionic energy.... it looks like the ship still had much alien energy filling its yet uncleaared interiors.

Still, there were great beacons in the far distance you could sense. In the vague direction of where your mother was you can still sense her, a small but bright yellow dot in the far distance. Still, it seemed your mothers presence was inactive, so sending your presence there may risk alerting the aliens there to your presence. Your mtohers presence, the clusters of purple within the ship and the strange green of the Lost in the city ruins still.

[Sallin_Kari]

I pause, examining this new... ethereal realm. I decide that there is no real advantage risking communication with my mother again, the comfort I would receive being far outweighed by the potential dangers in being discovered. Shuddering as I even consider the potential consequences, I instead focus on the surrounding purple around. Slightly concern that this might be a potential liability I poke at it, trying to figure out exactly what it is and could do. Even if this turns to be nothing, hopefully it will serve as practice, I bitterly think to myself as I fumble around this strange place.

[pornomancer]

Travelling through this... ethereal realm was strange. Your presence this time was not pulled towards something, like it was with your mother, but free to move around. Moving towards the purple fog, you feel yourself entering a strange subrealm, easily traversing the thin purple barrier.

Inside the purple zone you found yourself facing a true alien, a sectoid! At least, you think its a sectoid. Your mothers original description of the sectoids was that they were small stunted creatures, large of head with shriveled arms and no mouth, while the new Advent sectoids were man-sized creatures muscled and with a jaw of sharp cruel teeth. This was instead a small creature, more similar to the original sectoid, but with more substantial arms and a mouth. At least, you think it is, because the purple form of the creature is hazy, like it is unformed. 'Wee.... areee..... disturbeeedddddd!' the creature croaks, pulling itself up to height - though that was still shorter than yourself. 'Solarian.... stealllsss our essennnceee...... eeevennn withouuuttt myyy liiifffeeee...... dooo you commmeee tooo steeaaallll the laasssttt....'

[Sallin_Kari]

Stunned by the sudden encounter, I recover at his accusations, shooting back, "Big words for someone who invaded our world and steals our people to use for your sick perverted goals!"

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Plot twist! Now... to see whether or not my character's suspicions or my theory is correct.

[pornomancer]

Within this strange space-within-space, you feel your power flare up within you, noting with slight interest that your form is not the yellow that you see the other humans as. Rather you have a slight tinge of blue within your yellow form, hazy spots of colour against your smooth and pristine yellow silhouette. Your form is in contrast to the purple form of the sectoid, who is the visual equivalent of a television suffering from interference. It seemed like the creature also wasn't quite there.... like he was formed from broken parts, not sculpted from a whole.

'Innvaade? Sooo wrooonggggg..... I ammm nooot the invaaaderrrr..... the elderrsrsss.... theey ally with uussss sectoid, wee conquerrrmuton, viper, chrysalid ...... buuut weee are betraayeddddd! Elderssss finddd beaconss..... genocideee[i[sectoid[/i], resurrectt asss cloneeesss..... eldersss seeeek out solariannnsss..... noot ussss...' the creature slurs, standing up to its max height. Taller than the dimunitive four feet tall sectoids you knew from the histories, the creature is still shorter than you by half a head, and weaker. You could easily dispatch of this creature.... but interrogating it might yield some information still.

[Sallin_Kari]

While there are interesting things, like the bluish hues in my form, my focus is still on the sectoid... coagulation. What he said is... interesting, and baffling. "If that is the case, then we have no reason to quarrel. It sounds like we have a mutual enemy in the form of the Elders. I'm not sure about where you come from but us 'Solarians' have a saying, 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend.' I'm willing to put aside my anger, if you are willing to do the same, and we can figure out how to get revenge for the Elder's betrayal of your people, and their defilement of mine."

I hardly trust this thing... but it doesn't seem to be aligned with the other aliens, and is isolated. While I could conceivably press it for information, I may be able to get more if I work with it. Besides... as I've pointed out multiple times, we're not in a position to be picky.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

And I win! Suck it Karen! ... it's only a matter of time, so you might as well be cooperative.

[pornomancer]

Your offer of alliance and reprieve causes a flash from the creature, a slight intense coherence of its psionic form. For the briefest of seconds, you sense that the amalgamation of psionic essences were unified in thought, a single clear purpose clear in their mind:

our first slave!

Not the greatest start to an erstwhile alliance.

You can sense the creatures thoughts, at least on the surface. While you have no idea what the amalgamations intentions actually are, you sense much anger and fear from the creature. Notions of revenge, torturing traitors, enslavement of solarians, the re-establishment of the sectoid race... then the coherence fades away, as a dozen different threads start to unravel, different intentions all spiralling out of control of the rest.

Still, it was clear that this creature was more interested in revenge against the Elders. Unfortunately, you can sense that he would betray you at the first opportunity. Thus was the new question: do you interrogate now, feign alliance, leave this creature to be found later? So many options... and as you contemplate them, the blueish hue in your form ripples more. Your birth is proceeding in earnest, and you won't have this enhanced psionic link for long!

[Sallin_Kari]

Well... so much for the olive branch. Still, I can play this game. Noticing the link fraying I hurry up, "Alright we need to make this quick, how can I strike back against the Elders? I have the location of one of their bases... do you happen to know of any weaknesses?" Hopefully I'll get something to help me rescue my mom, and stick it to the fucking alien bastards.

[pornomancer]

slave shall submit! the thoughts of the sectoid ring across its form, hidden just beneath a strange fuzz of mental noise, clearly an attempt by the sectoid to hide its thoughts from you.... quite poorly though.

Still, he seems to understand fail to understand benefit of cooperation. Or is too stupid to understand that what he should be doing is cooperation. Solarian tricks! Elders too strong, no weakness. Solarian brings us through the barrier, then we help! Much secret, many knowledge!

With that the sectoid amalgam sends a pulse of knowledge over to you, giving you its plan: it wishes to resurrect itself in this world, taking over the fetus you are about to give birth to!

[Sallin_Kari]

"No," I dismiss him, laying down the situation, "You're stuck here, and you need me... I, on the other hand, don't. You need give me something useful, because, quite frankly, I have no reason to believe you are useful in any way. If you want my cooperation, then you need to cooperate first, by giving me something I can use."

Even if he refuses, I'm sure I'll be back, and I wonder how many chances of freedom he's going to let slip before he changes his tune.

[pornomancer]

Negotiation: 11.

The sectoid shade hisses as discordant priorities pull it apart, but ultimately he settles. ''Solarian powerful. Bring us through in exchange. Elders seek species with the Gift. Sectoids have Gift, but Elders find us weak. Solarian Gift strong, but new. Elders will destroy and purify Solarians... as they did sectoid'

That made some sense... but not so much. The sectoid race was genocided the moment the Ethereals discovered the beacons... whatever those were. If it was simply psionic power the ethereals wished to harvest, they wouldn't have kept humans alive for two decades. There was something else...

And before you can think about that, your mind explodes in a burst of bluish golden light, an overwhelming burst of vision that leaves you unconscious.

When you come to, you find yourself no longer in the psionic realm with the sectoid. In front of you is Doc, the beautiful blonde holding an inert foal in her arms. "Well... youre the first girl Ive had give birth to a horse here so dar...' she says in mild surprise, marvelling at the small horse that you birthed from your cunt.

Even as your body started to recover to its natural tightness, you feel it being assaulted by various desires. Your breasts were heavy with milk, your womb was now empty and already crying to be filled, your pussy was now throbbing with need once more.

However，the act of giving birth has calmed those urges somewhat. You can take your time to examine what you should do next. Since the baby is inert, your full breasts will be a problem for awhile, unless you get it milked now. of course, you are full of energy, so you can meet with any of the key XCOM personnel... or go to thr lower deck and investigate the room with the sectoid presence once more.

[Sallin_Kari]

"That's not actionable, so... no I'm not going to accept your term," I shake my head, "We'll see if we can make some headway next time."

Gasping to recover from the birth, I respond, "Yeah well, when the walkways drop you into the middle of a bunch of lost animals... things like this happens... Now is there something you can do about my breasts? They're kind of swollen."