A Fine Addition (Worm / Mass Effect)
 
 Taylor is the Thorian in Mass Effect. When Taylor was murdered, it wasn’t on Earth that she was left, due to galactic drift over billions of years, Feros in the Mass Effect universe was in the same place as Earth was in the Worm universes. The Thorian absorbed Taylor, and Taylor became the new consciousness of the Thorian.
 
 This got away from me while I was writing it.
 
 As always any and all feedback is highly appreciated
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 Taylor watched the squad of people that were making their way down to her.. This squad that had barged into what had once been her only chamber with a neural network. That problem had been solved a long time ago as she had begun creating more and more neural networks and decentralizing herself around the planet. She knew she was in no danger, and now this human and her alien allies had disabled the colonists she was helping defend from the robots, these “Geth” she learned from spying on them.
 
 It hadn’t even been her idea to really stop them. The colonists after she informed them that the squad of people from this “Systems Alliance” were coming to meet her had taken up arms against them since they were sure that they would “purge” her. While a distinct possibility Taylor doubted that a single squad could destroy her entirely, not after all her work decentralizing.
 
 “Alright we just need to find this creature and determine what it…” one of “Shepard’s” companions was saying, Tali, Taylor thought her name was. Then she paused as they came upon the neural node that was below the colony.
 
 “What it… Keela, what is that.” Tali continued. From what Taylor had sensed through the various sensory organs that were in the Exogeni building, Tali seemed rather naive and new to the business of fighting and combat, but was also a natural at it. The other two were much more professional when it came to fighting, Shepard some kind of parahuman soldier who had some kind of gravity manipulating power, similar to something her memories back from before she had taken over the “old growth” called Protheans. Biotics apparently was what it was called, and it used element zero and the body's natural bioelectricity to bend reality with the metal acting as the medium. The other was some kind of metallic raptor who’s voice sounded like it was going through a filter, Turians was what their species name was, and this one was called Garrus.
 
 “We are going to need bigger guns.” Taylor heard Shepard say. Having already prepared for this possibility, Taylor started producing a mix of drones around the various nodes that were around her neural network. While she would survive if this node was destroyed, that didn’t mean that she wanted to have to lose it. One of the drones that she produced was the menials, the “Creepers” the Exogeni employees had called them, while the other was something of her own creation. More intelligent, autonomous drones that could do much more than their menial counterparts. These when they emerged, almost looked a bit like Tali in a very loose sense. What counted for a face was blank except for a few eyes she had there that saw things in various wavelengths, while it’s top part splayed outward, almost like a helmet that the rebels wore in the first Star Wars movie. These autonomous drones went and grabbed the various equipment that the colonists had provided. Guns mostly, ranging from assault rifles to pistols. Taylor ordered these drones to take up positions around them, but to also stay out of sight. She didn’t need to provoke them unless they truly meant to destroy her neural node.
 
 “Uh Shepard, we got a lot of things moving around us right now,” Garrus said, his rifle coming up and looking around to the various areas where my drones laid in wait. Motion sensors then? It made sense. Taylor ought to act before this gets violent. Taylor felt the Asari that was within her. She was having a restful sleep, oblivious to the world as she recovered. Taylor probed her mind a bit, to wake her up, and her eyes flutter open, despite the fact that she was in total darkness.
 
 Time to wake up, we have visitors, and I would like to speak through you. Taylor mentally told her, continuing to mentally nudge her into greater wakefulness.
 
 Sure, sure, uh, do you have clothes I could use?
 
 Not enough time. They are ready to fight, I can have one of the drones bring you some clothes while you are talking. Taylor says, and feeling the mental accent of Shiala, begins to spew her out, while at the same time pulling the various tendrils in her, out of her orifices. Taylor can feel the pleasure that Shiala is feeling from the tentacles being pulled out. Taylor hopes that she doesn’t want that to happen too often. She is more useful outside of her than inside of her, especially since she has already taken the information she wanted from her.
 
 Shiala slid out from the tendrils of the neural node, and landed on her feet, just barely keeping herself from slipping in front of the woman, the Shepard, that was leading the squad.
 
 Introduce myself. Taylor asks Shiala and she nods. She walks forwards out from underneath Taylor’s tendrils, not even trying to hide her nudity to the assembled people there, drawing stares from the people. Amusing really, since Taylor can feel Shiala’s embarrassment.
 
 “You stand before the old growth, the Thorian. I am Shiala, I speak for the Thorian. What is your purpose here,” Shiala asked to the gathered people.
 
 “You gave something to Saren. Something I need,” it seemed that this Shepard wanted the “Cipher” as well.
 
 “Why should the Thorian listen to you? The Thorian listened to Saren, told it that he was working to save the galaxy from a menace. The Thorian believed him and then he betrayed it, attacked those that served it, and tried to destroy it? Why should the Thorian listen to you now that you are invading it’s home?”
 
 “Whatever you did to those colonists, you are going to release them, now.”
 
 I did nothing, I merely informed them that you were coming and you had made your intentions clear that you were planning to destroy me.
 
 “The colonists acted by their own free will. The Thorian never forced them. They’re actions were deviant from the Thorian’s wishes.”
 
 “Oh yeah? Then why did they attack us? Some compulsion maybe?”
 
 “If by compulsion you mean acting in their own interests,” Shiala retorts dismissively.
 
 “Oh really? What benefits?” Shepard asks, still not convinced.
 
 “Leadership, guidance, mediating disputes, a large menial workforce… pleasure… and it can help prevent indoctrination. At least, for those that will serve it over Exogeni,” suddenly Shepard seems interested. Her face stays the same, but with the spores already inside of Shepard, Taylor can tell that she’s suddenly interested when Shiala mentioned protection from the mind controlling power that Shiala called indoctrination.
 
 “What do you mean it can prevent indoctrination?”
 
 “Saren… I served Matriarch Benezia, she joined with Saren because she wanted to guide him down a gentler path than the one he was making for himself. But Saren is compelling, and Benezia lost her way, as did I. We came to believe his cause and his goals like fanatics, unable to even think of going against them.”
 
 “How was Saren able to do this? I’ve seen his compulsion, we face off with Benezia on Novaria and she seemed to almost be in a trance half the time. What exactly is allowing Saren to be able to control the minds of you, Benezia, and the rest of her followers?”
 
 “Saren has a vessel. An enormous warship unlike anything I’ve ever seen. He calls it Sovereign. It can dominate the minds of his followers. They become indoctrinated to Saren’s will. The process is subtle. It can take days, weeks, but in the end, it is absolute. I was a willing slave when Saren brought me here. He needed my biotics to communicate with the Thorian, to learn its secrets. The Thorian recognized that we were under some kind of compulsion, and suggested that it would take us into itself, in order to secure an alliance. I was selected as the sacrifice.”
 
 “If Saren and the Thorian were in an alliance, why were the Geth trying to destroy the Thorian?”
 
 “The Thorian believes that whatever is influencing Saren, or possibly Saren himself, figured out that the Thorian was planning on cutting off it’s control to us after it managed to break my indoctrination. In either situation, he ordered the Geth to attack the Thorian to destroy it before it could convince others to un-indoctrinate themselves. That and it knows the Cipher. Saren knows you’re searching for the Conduit and you would need the Cipher. So that was another reason to destroy the Thorian.”
 
 “What’s the Cipher? Why would Saren need it? And what do you mean about something influencing Saren?”
 
 “The beacon on Eden Prime gave you visions. But the visions are unclear, confusing. They were meant for a Prothean mind. To truly comprehend them, you must think like a Prothean. You must understand their culture, their history, their very existence. The Thorian was here long before the Protheans built this city. It watched and studied them. When they died, it consumed them. They became a part of it. As for something influencing Saren, I’m not sure myself, but the Thorian seems to think that Saren might also be being controlled by the ship, maybe some AI within it, or something else using the ship to influence Saren. I doubt so but then we differ on that opinion. Either way, Saren turned on the Thorian”
 
 “So the Thorian taught Saren to think like a Prothean? How?” Shiala blushed at Shepards questioning of how. Taylor remembered how, how when Shiala wanted to meld, she used her tendrils to pick Shiala up. Shiala being at first shocked as Taylor used her tendrils to connect them, exploring her every orifice, learning more about her, her culture, her upbringing, all the while, pleasuring her, driving her tendrils into her pussy, her ass, her mouth, everything. It was a faster way of injecting her spores into Shiala, and they connected on a deeper level, letting Taylor feel every pleasurable sensation she was driving into Shiala, making her cum, making her beg for more as she fucked by Taylor’s tentacles. It had been invigorating to do such a thing Taylor found, and hot in a way. Taylor hadn’t thought much on sexual acts since her one time with Brian so many years ago. Her experience with Shiala had been both fun and interesting, though Taylor would have enjoyed a bit of warning that what they were going to be engaged in was the Asari equivalent of a quickie.
 
 “The Cipher is the very essence of being a Prothean. It cannot be described or explained. It would be like describing colour to a creature without eyes. To understand, you must have access to endemic ancestral memory. A viewpoint spanning thousands of Prothean generations. I sensed this ancestral memory, the Cipher, when I melded with the Thorian. Our identities merged, our minds intertwined. Such knowledge cannot be taught; it simply exists.”
 
 “How would I be able to get this Cipher, and how would I be able to protect myself from Saren’s mind control?”
 
 “There are two ways that the knowledge could be transferred to you commander. One way would be that I could transfer the knowledge to you, like I did Saren… the other, would be to let the Thorian do it.”
 
 “And why would I let the Thorian do that over you?”
 
 “Because commander, if the Thorian does it, it can also protect you from Saren’s ship,” The commander was conflicted now. Taylor could see in her mind, thinking the idea over, weighing the pros and cons of the deal. I don’t try to manipulate Shepard, whatever she decided was up to her. If she accepted Taylor’s offer, then Taylor would have an ally that could go and fight Saren for her, and defeat him after Taylor had failed to help release the Turian from his ship’s influence, and be her eyes and ears outside of Feros. If Shepard just accepted Shiala’s offer, then she would still go after Saren, but that would be the end of their arrangement.
 
 “Uh Shepard, you’re not actually considering doing it the Thorian way are you Shepard?” the Turian besides Shepard asks. Shepard looks up at Garrus, Taylor could see Shepard’s thoughts, questioning if she was sane for even thinking of taking Taylor’s, or the “Thorian’s” offer. Even so, Shepard worried, she worried about what might happen to her if she wasn’t able to protect herself.
 
 “Damn, fine. I’ll do it,” Shepard pulls off her various weapons, and passes them to her companions.
 
 “If I turn into a zombie or start praising the Thorian or some shit, get out of here and see if you can’t bombard this place from orbit.”
 
 “Shepard, you do realise that despite the fact that I’m no longer with C-sec, that doesn’t mean I’m not a cop?” Garrus tells her with an amused tone to his voice.
 
 “Are you going to arrest me then, officer?” Shepard jokes.
 
 “I think you’re forgetting about the time that I had to pull over,” Shepard sighs at that.
 
 “No Garrus, I’m not forgetting,” After that they were all silent as Shepard approached the Thorian.
 
 They might want to get back to their ship, Taylor tells Shiala who nods.
 
 “You might want to get back to your ship, this process will take a bit, and if something does happen to your commander, it would be better for you to be on your ship already so you can leave to get help to stop the Thorian,” Shiala informs them. The Quarian, Tali looks over to Shepard as she continues her approach.
 
 “Shepard?” Tali sounds forlorn, as if watching a good friend go off to die. Taylor tries not to focus on that, how… how it sounded like Lisa at the end of it all.
 
 “Go,” Shepard says before turning to her and smiling at both of her teammates, “I’ll be back, I always am,” The two nod before turning and beginning their walk away. Taylor moved her drones that she had been gathering by the entrance of the place away. Shepard had no weapons that Taylor could see, and her teammates would just be spooked by the drones Taylor had gathered up to storm the place if things went pear shaped. As Shepard came forth to just before Taylor’s tendrils, Shiala approached.
 
 “The process is quite invasive. But you’ll enjoy it, I guarantee, I certainly did,” Shiala tells her, placing her hands on Shepard’s shoulders, her bare breasts pressing into Shepard’s back.
 
 “Invasive? Oh...”
 
 “If you want, you can think of it as a gift for fighting off the Geth,” Shepard just seems amused now.
 
 “The things I do for the galaxy,” Shepard begins stripping off her armour, with the assistance of Shiala. It comes off piece by piece, slowly revealing her skinny nubile body, her perky c cup breasts, her toned legs, and her abs. Taylor feels her tendrils grow turgid, and begin to become more active as Shepard strips herself of her armour, Shiala taking time to tease the woman, pinching a nipple here, squeezing her butt there, meanwhile Taylor simply watches and waits. This was simply a mutually beneficial agreement in a way. It would be pleasurable, but there would be other ramifications as well. In a way, they were both doing their job, Taylor was ensuring her survival and the survival of the colonists, while Shepard was ensuring she wasn’t controlled by Saren’s ship.
 
 After Shepard had finished stripping down to nothing, she walked forward underneath Taylor’s tendrils. Taylor wasted no time, her tendrils started to feel Shepard up, while others latched onto the various places where she could grab to both pick up, and immobilize Shepard. Taylor felt Shepard gasp a bit when some of her tendrils began to explore her crotch and nipples. Soon enough though, Taylor was pulling Shepard into her neural node, sucking her in. Then, the fun could begin.
 
 As soon as Shepard was within her, Taylor began to direct her internal tendrils to Shepard, feeling her up, touching her around her holes, while others continued to wrap her up, restraining her further, so she wouldn’t hurt herself. Taylor could feel Shepard was wet, and she found the hot. In Shepard’s mind, Taylor got the sense of images playing in her head, memories of watching something similar happen to various women with some kind of jellyfish alien. Shiala had seen the same porn, and was overjoyed when it was revealed that their quickie was like that.
 
 Were Taylor able to, she would have smiled. So Shepard was something of a xenophile, that made things easier. Taylor could feel how wet Shepard was being made by all of her actions. Taylor teased at Shepard’s holes, and while Shepard could do nothing about her lower holes, she did open her mouth to let the intruder by her mouth in. Taking that for permission, Taylor’s other tendrils entered into Shepard. Shepard moaned as Taylor drove her other tentacles in, exploring her depths before pulling out, and entering back in. Taylor could sense the pleasure that Shepard was in, and Taylor enjoyed the sensation that it was giving her tentacles, as well as the information it was giving her.
 
 Taylor hadn’t yet had the pleasure of enjoying a human, only Shiala. All the rest hadn’t had a need to come to her yet. So this was new. Taylor wrapped some of her tendrils around Shepard’s breasts, squeezing them a bit while suckers latched onto them, suckling at at them while she contined to fuck Shepard. Sheperd herself writhed in Taylor’s iron grip, squirming as she sought to both escape as well as drive herself further onto Taylor’s tendrils. There was no escape from Taylor’s tendrils however as Taylor continued to pleasure the spectre with, consistently finding the places which caused the most endorphins to rush into Shepard’s brain, causing the lustful fire in Shepard to grow more as she lived out one of her greatest fantasies.
 
 Taylor was happy to oblige as the connection between the two of them grew, and Taylor could see more, and knew more about Shepard. In return, Taylor supplied everything she knew about the Protheans, just as she had with Shiala. She brought the knowledge to the forefront of her mind while she had more tendrils slide up the ones that had entered into Shepard, coiling together and entering into her, increasing the size of the penetration, and causing Shepard to moan more as she continued to get fucked.
 
 At the same time, Taylor reinforced her control over Shepard. She had a bit of control from the spores from before, but now Shepard would be hers, not that the other knew it, and not that Taylor ever intended to properly control her. No, Shepard would be her eyes and ears in this. She would inform her of what was going on throughout the galaxy through their connection, and in return, Taylor would protect her from other forms of mind control.
 
 Taylor began to vibrate her tentacles, causing Shepard’s moans to turn into screams as her fingers began to claw at the tendrils, finding them hard and resistant to her short nails. Taylor knew that her eyes had rolled back, and she was going over the edge. Taylor had her over the barrel now, and all it would take would be one more thing to send Shepard over into orgasming. So Taylor shared her own pleasure with Shepard, how the tendrils felt good being shoved into her, how they shivered and sent pleasure through Taylor herself as she fucked Shepard.
 
 Shepard let out an explosive scream, before going limp in Taylor’s tendrils, exhausted from the best fucking she’d ever had in her life. Rather than just dump her onto the cold ground outside of her neural node, Taylor wrapped Shepard in a warm embrace, holding her newest member of her hive tight.
 
 A fine addition.
 
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