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Menta started to take some deep breaths, trying to calm herself down a bit, not completely calm about the situation before her, it was to be expected after all it was her fsther funeral, she noticed the casket was closed denying anyone from looking at his dead body, Menta could understand why. The last time she had seen her father, he had looked worse for wear, littered with liverspots and pre-cancerous lumps, Menta wondered why he had aged so rapidly, he always had such youthful energy.

Meena kept her cool as the furneral began, taking note of everything, from the fact there was a low amount paparazzi most likely becuase of the decent security, she also took note of some of the people attending, some most likely being people her father knew, though she doubted they actually cared that her father was dead, she noticed her fathers friends off to the side, his real friends, people she was around when growing up at the mansion with her brother and sister. "It seems some of dads friends are here, its been years since any of us have talked to them." She whispered to her brother.
 
Steven grimly stood before the casket, looking down at it's closed surface with a face that didn't let anyone know what he was thinking. He looked up at Meena's words, seeing the small group of people at a table of their own. "You want to have a chat with them?" he whispered back, more than willing to join them if she wanted to.
 
Meena nodded silently and started to make her way over to her fathers friends, with her sister and brother, only to be stopped by a hand to her shoulder and being pulled to the side, she immediately recognized who it was, it was her father lawyer. "You three with me, we need to talk." Said Victor lawyer. Meena sighed as she had figured this would have happend, and simply complied.
 
Seeing their father's lawyer approach them Steven paused, letting him speak. "Of course," he said, "Lead the way." Presumably their father had left them something in his will and the man wanted to discuss it in private. So he followed the man to wherever he would lead them.
 
Menta, Meena and Steven went and followed the lawyer to another room, the lawyer had stared to talk on the way. “Your father’s will was a bit unconventional. He’s lucky my firm has had such wonderful dealings with him over the years, or I would not have been willing to undertake such a.. complicated excutorship." Menta and her sister shrugged in response, figuring their father was going to distribute a lot of wealth.

The lawyer’s quills bristle at the noncommittal response, but he carries on. “Regardless of the headache my best client’s death has caused me, I’m pleased to officiate this bit of business. Victor spoke rather highly of you, and he didn’t say that about just anyone, I assure you.” he said as they entered the room, the room they ended up in was simple, a moderate large size, a few chairs and a table in the middle of the room, Meena took note of the lawyer species; he was a samarin, long-limbed, and yellow skinned, he took a seat at the opposite end of the desk.
 
Walking into the private office, Steven took one of the seats across from the samarin, curious as to just what their father had left them in his will. Part of him thought that it might have been just a large amount of money, but it seemed like it might be something more than that.
 
The lawyer took a deep breath before saying. "Oh right forgot to introduce myself, since we've never formally met, my name is Maki, and to brief your father rented out most of the hangers on this station for you three. He had a state of the art, xeno-compatible daycare facility built, for any offspring you may create. Have to give him credit, he planned ahead. Construction has been going in for the past four years at his behest." Maki paused for a moment letting the information sink in, Menta eyes widen in surprise, she turned to look at her siste and brother. Who were just as surprised as her.

Maki soon continued grinning at the three's surprised look, the tawny alien leans down to the side and grabs several items from a drawer on his side, still talking. “Victor knew he’d be dying around this time since before your birth. I suppose he didn’t want the knowledge weighing over you. Medical science is amazing, but your father underwent so many mutations in his life that he was barely considered human by the time he finished carving out his fortune. Sure, he looked fine when he came home, but he only managed that by taking on the most humanesque mutations from the various races he encountered. I shudder to imagine how long that took him, or how expensive it was to purchase specific splices.”

He placed the items onto the table, before smoothing his quils into a semblance of slicked-back hair. Three simple injectors and three rectangular, leather-wrapped objects. The injectors were full of silver viscous fluids, and the other objects were wrapped in leather on one side, leaving polished metal sides exposed.
 
Steven grimaced at the thought of all those mutations. In his time in the Navy he'd seen a number of his crew fall victim to some of the less pleasant ones the galaxy had to offer, as well as a number of SSTDs, so he could hardly imagine what kind of shape his father had been in. Probably why the casket had been closed, he thought to himself.

"Wow, he really did think ahead," Steven said, slightly awed at the revelation of what his father had been funding. A small grin appeared on his face as a thought occurred to him, turning to his sisters. "Heh, what do you think he would've done if one of us had taken vows of chastity or something like that?" The thought of the reaction a lusty guy like their father would've had was a little funny, but as he looked at the injectors that were placed on the table the humor was replaced by curiosity. "So Maki, what are these for? Something our old man left us?"
 
"Take them, they're all yours, all custom work, all very, very powerful pieces of technology." He simply told them, Menta grabbed one of the rectangles eyeing it with interest. She wondered how it could be so expensive. Even with the Earth-leather bindings and quality materials used in its construction. Pulling back the cover Menta exposed a high resolution tablet running a custom operating system.

Suddenly a voice rang out.“Greetings, Menta. I am the Codex. You may address me as Codex. I am a simple virtual intelligence, or V.I. in common parlance, programmed to assist you in cataloging new life, resources, and technologies. I am equipped with long-range extranet transmitters and receivers, allowing for communication and data access in most locations. There is a short-range life sensor embedded in me that allows me to warn you of impending danger. Upon detecting a new species, I will collate all extranet-available data on the species for you to peruse within a minute or two. I have haptic feedback on my screen and do accept voice commands, Mistress Menta.”

Menta quickly folded the sophisticated computer’s cover closed and to find that its supple case comes complete with a connector that allows it to be easily hung from a belt. Snapping it on, and looks closer at the injector and ask, “Hate to repeat what my brother said, but what the injectors for?"

The lawyer steeples his fingers and says, “Microsurgeon immune boosters. Top of the line. Your dad will tell you more.” He gestures towards a second door set into the wall beside the three siblings. “Go on through.”

Menta grabbed an injector, and headed for the door waiting for her sister and brother to do the same.
 
Picking up one of the immune boosters after listening to the V.I's explanation, Steven followed Meena and Menta into the next room, wondering just what they would need them for.
 
As they entered the next room, they noticed it was empty. Expect for one thing, a very familiar leather recliner. The arm rests are only a little more worn than you remember. A holo projector protrudes from the ceiling, aimed at the empty space in front of the chair. Menta taking the initiative as she realized this was her fathers old chair, went to go sit down in it. As soon as she did the holo projector began to play, and victors face appeared and began to talk.

“Hey there, princess's and prince. If you’re seeing this, then my wrinkled old ass has finally kicked the bucket. I hope guys aren’t too torn up over it; I’ve lived a long full life, longer than most people are lucky enough to live. Do me a favor and knock back a whiskey for me after this,” the phantom image of your father says. A hand clips in front of his face as he rubs at his age-silvered goatee. “Unfortunately, while I am seeing that your mother is taken care of, I’m not just handing the company over to any of you. Not yet, anyway.”

Menta continued to watch as her sister stood to the side of her watching, she glanced at the codex and injector wondering what her father had planned.

“I know you guys probably been too busy to keep up on the news, with the work I’ve pushed you all into, but the fourteenth planet rush ought to be starting about now.” A note appears over the recording, indicating the planet rush started almost two months ago, though most gates have only started going online in the past few weeks. “I have to make sure you’ve grown into a woman and men worthy of running the business, Menta, Meena, and Steven. So I’m putting you three through what I went through, after a fashion. If you want to take over the company, you’re going on the planet rush!”

Menta eyes widen in surprise from what she heard, looking to her brother and sister. Well that least explains why her father gave her and her sister the choices for jobs.


“Maki should have given you three the Codex's and immune boosters by now. I’m sure the V.I. inside it has already explained what it can do for you, but to summarize: it’s going to be your best friend. You can use it to stake claims on untapped minerals and resources that the boys back home will run through the legal system. We’ll deliver you a stipend on each usable discovery.”

Victor coughs repeatedly, holding a rag up in front of himself that darkens with what would could be assumed to be flecks of blood in the monochromatic recording. Menta wondered why her father didn't chose a color holo. His coughs clear up and he continues, “Sorry, health isn’t what it used to be.” He laughs after that, realizing that for them, he’s dead. “Anyhow, the immune boosters. Those micro-scale bots will reproduce in your guys body and safeguard it from some of the worst the universe can throw at you. They aren’t perfect, and more benign infections might slip through, but they’ll keep any of you from catching rot lung from a Trinerian. A word of caution: they’ll help you digest things that would normally be impossible for a human, but they’ll splice you to do it. You eat the wrong native foods, and you’ll wind up looking like a native. You might even start to feel like one, mentally. I’m told it’s like forced, convergent evolution.”

Menta sighed as she deiced if she take the immune boosters.

This recording is set up to repeat until you do it, kids.”

Menta and Meena sighed at the same time, injecting themselves, they waited for there brother to inject himself. "Come on bro! lets not have this repeat." Menta told her brother.
 
Steven watched as the hologram of their father began to speak, slightly saddened by the fact that this might very well be the last time he'd see the old man like this. He listened to his words, eyes widening as he revealed just how he was going to decide whether or not to give them any inheritance; the Planet Rush! He'd grown up hearing his father's stories of the last one, awed and inspired by them.

Picking up his booster, Steven eyed it as the message reached it's end. "Well, nothing ventured and all that." With that he placed the drug against his skin, injecting it into his system and waiting for it to do it's work.
 
Menta and Meena hissed slightly as the affects of the immune booster took affect, feeling a sligbt burning pain, though it wasn't that bad to Menta, she had been hurt worse such as when she took a slug to her leg. Meena couldn't really compare it either, it just didn't compare when she shocked herself on a arc spanner, soon it passes, the tiny machines settle, nothing seems different.

"Atta girls and boy. I had something like that made for me after a particularly rough infection, though it wound up mutating me from exotic species' sexual fluids as well."

Menta rolled her eyes at her fathers comment, noticing her sister doing it as well, their father was a horndog till the end.

The recording smiles wistfully for a moment before resuming, "I suppose that might have contributed to my demise, but damn, it was worth it. You'll see for yourself once you get out there."

Menta eye twitched at what her father said, yeah she totally wanted to a unrecognizable mess. "Hmm i guess we'll have to try it." She heard her sister off handly comment. "Just in smaller quantitys."

"I've arranged to have a few dozen probes sent through the gates once they open. Each one is military grade hardened and keyed to only open for one of our family, so don't lose too much of yourself. They all have clues pointing towards other probes secreted inside them, except for one. One has my personal, encrypted key. With that, you can open my deposit box in the bank I own on this station and take control of my company," Even projected through the soulless holoprojector, their dad's spirit shines through his tear-misted eyes. "I'm sure you'll all make me proud out there."

The projection of their father tilts its head, gesturing towards another door behind it. "Through the door behind, you'll all find a hangar with the ship I started my journey on, repaired to usable condition and outfitted with standard, modernized technology. It's a good starting point, but you should see if you can jump up to something better, particularly if you pick up the number of crewmates I did. That little junker can only hold a few people."

Menta began to rise from the recliner to progress, but their Dad keeps talking. "One more thing... there's a Galotian in the next room, right next to the ship's key. If you want to do this, you've gotta subdue her. Galotians are voracious protein hunters, but they're not truly dangerous. She's still a tough little foe, though. I've set up some recordings to assist you in learning how to handle creatures like this during your adventures." Dad winks. "Good luck!"

Menta sighed as she got out of the recliner and went to go the door containing the keys to their ship, and the Galotian. "Fuck this is going to be fun."
 
Steven snickered a bit at his father's antics, knowing that even in a crisis their old man would still devote at least a portion of his thoughts to finding a way to stick it in some exotic alien.

The revelation of the probes came as a surprise, and Steven wondered just how long their father had been planning this for them. It must have been years, he thought, if the sheer scale of the project was any sign. Maybe even over a decade.

He looked at the door the hologram of their father had gestured to, about to start walking towards it when the recording mentioned that there was a Galotian behind it. He'd met a few members of the gel-like race during his service so he knew that she likely wouldn't be dangerous, but he figured that it wouldn't be much of a test without the possibility of failure so as he walked through the door with his siblings he was prepared for anything.
 
Menta opened the doorway and steped through a little hesitantly, she cursed along with her sister, for forgetting to bring a weapon of some kind. Visible light slowly increases as the systems dial up in response to the their presence, illuminating an amorphous green blob that huddles in the corner. The semi-transparent, emerald mass bulges out at the base and turns to regard them. Meena was sure how she could make such an assessment when it has no visible face or eyes, but it definitely seems to be reacting to then and them alone. Lurching violently, a bubbling mass erupts from the top of it, sparkling as it builds higher and higher, the cylindrical distention reforming into a more familiar, humanoid shape.



Dense insets reveal themselves to be eyes. Darker hued bulges resolve into shapely lips. Excess material drapes down the back of the growing creature into a mane of unkempt, wild hair. The alien makes a sound that resembles a sigh of relief as arms separate from the sides of what must be its torso, while strings of fluid hang between the newborn appendages and the rest of her, showing just how gooey this thing is. Finally, the front of the chest bulges out into a pair of pert breasts. At least, they seemed that way at first. More and more liquid flows from seemingly endless reservoirs inside the thing, bloating the improvised mammaries bigger, fuller, and rounder with each passing second. The goo-girl doesn’t stop them until they obscure the bulk of her torso, reminding Menta of some of the racier porn-stars out there on the extranet.



With her bust jiggling and wobbling in such a titanic manner that they could feel it might separate from her chest, the gelatinous gal runs her hands over and through the new, bulgy boobs, giggling as your eyes follow her motions. She chirps, “Hiya! You three look like you taste pretty good! I think I’ll drain you all dry...”



She lurches forward, and for a second, Menta and Meena feared they'd be engulfed before they can react. A blue flash interrupts her pell-mell undulations, and their Dad’s face appears between them, suspended in the air. He explains, “Celise here is a fairly simple girl with simple needs. Unfortunately, she doesn’t respect anyone until she feels they’ve earned it. You’re going to have to fight her if you want to get the keys to your new ship.”



Damnit, Dad! They all thought, well there was no way around it, It’s a fight!
 
Seeing that there didn't seem to be any other way to resolve this, Steven prepared to fight the goo woman with the body of an ultraporn star. "So, you two have any weapons?" he asked considering how to do this. Unfortunately he hadn't brought any of his heavier ordinance with him (he didn't often get in fights at funerals after all), but he did have a small pistol strapped to his leg as a 'just in case' weapon. "Because I wasn't expecting to do anything like this here and now."

Lacking any other thoughts, Steven decided to lead with a physical attempt, rushing forward and attempting to punch the alien, hoping that his siblings would back him up as needed.
 
Menta charged with her brother, her sister following behind, they could her their fathers recording instruct them, “Try and strike her, Use a melee attack.” Their attacks sinks into the goo, the wound vanishing almost instantly as her surface recloses. Well, that didn’t work! She seems completely immune to normal physical attacks. Menta and Meena backed away once realizing this.

“Hehe, that tickles!” Celise giggles, “Are you sure you three want to listen to that old fuddy duddy instead of letting me plunge into your pink cunny?” She pushes her finger into the semipermeable membrane around her breast, allowing them to hear the lewd, sucking noises her body makes around her digit as they watched. “It’ll feeeel gooood!” Man this was quite the scene, Menta and Meena could feel their dress's get a bit tighter, and tent as there cocks grew erect from the sounds. Menta groaned as she tried to keep her erection down, to no avail, her sister was also having a similar issue. She wondered if her brother was having a similar problem, but couldn't tell due to the fact she had moved away from where her brother stood.

“Some foes are more vulnerable to ranged attacks than melee attacks or vice versa. Why don’t you try using your gun? Don’t worry, it won’t kill her.” Victor suggests.

"Oh for fuck sakes!" Cursed out Menta, she looked towards her brother. "Hey brother you don't happen to have a hold out weapon do you?" She questioned her brother, knowing that he should at least have some type of small pistol or other type of ranged weapon, She really wanted to know what her father was thinking when setting this all up.

"Why does dad do this?" Meena asked no-one in particular, her father was so odd sometimes.
 
"He does stuff like this because he's a crazy person," Steven said, though with less heat than he might have had he been talking about anyone else. He grunted as he pulled his fist out of the alien's lewd, gooey form, his cock in a similar state as his sister's from the sensations. "And/or because he thinks it's funny. Take your pick!"

Thinking quickly he reached down to his ankle and drew his Raikou pistol, bringing it up and firing a few times at Celise, not having to aim much on account of how large she was.
 
Celise takes the hits, the wounds instantly closing in with fresh, green goop. Her surface remains perfectly smooth and unmarred afterwards. That was a bit surprising, very unexpected.

The goo-girl appears impervious to everything thrown at her! Just how did their Father expect to handle something like this?

Celise leans down to put her palms flat on the ground, her breasts squishing out around the sides of her arms, actually merging partway into her elbows as she begins to crawl toward Steven, wiggling her suddenly visible rump and hips at him, now revealed by her altered posture. "I'm gonna suck all the yummiest juices out of you!" Her lips plump bigger after the declaration, almost forcefully reminding any of them, of how good they would feel on either of their gentials.

A three foot high, oblong ball of goo jiggles and wobbles across from steven, its surface somehow holding back the liquid weight inside even though it appears no more solid than the rest of it. Atop the mound of viridian goop is the torso of a ultrapornstar goddess. Pendulous breasts hang from the front of her glittering chest, obscuring everything above her navel with gooey boob. Her eyes glitter with a predatory mirth, slightly darker in hue than the rest of her, a color matched by her plump, wet-looking lips. They needed to defeat her if they ever want to lay claim to Dad's fortune and make him proud!
Celise's vagina is practically soaked with her lustful secretions.

"Didn't work, did it? Celise's race does pretty well against kinetic damage. Thermal weapons would work, but none of you have any of those. You've all still got one more weapon that galotians can't handle - sexual allure. They're something of a sexual predator, but their libidos are so high that teasing them back often turns them on to the point where they masturbate into a puddle of quivering sex." Victor chuckles. "Go ahead, try teasing her. Fighting aliens is about using the right types of attacks in the right situations."

Menta mouth gaped at what the recording of her father said, turning to look at her sister, who was seemingly pondering on whether to take her clothes off, and how to tease the Galotians. "Fuck... Do we have to do this?" Menta cursed to herself, but sighed in defeat, realizing that this was the only way to get the key to their ship. She began to slip herself out of her dress.
 
"It seems like we only have one option remaining," Steven said to his siblings after seeing how little their bullets had done to Celise. Well, technically he could have tried using his biotics next, but he didn't think that they'd do much more, especially since they'd been told the best way to deal with her.

Seeing Menta already starting to remove her clothing Steven decided to join her, quickly unfastening his pants and using his hands to gesture with his long cock, Celise's incredibly erotic body having made him hard even as they fought. "Hey, Celise!" he called out, using his hands to stroke his length as he spoke, "See something you like?" He positioned himself near his sisters so that, if they both tried to entice the Galotian sexually, they'd hopefully be able to overwhelm her with sex appeal.
 
Menta bega teasing the Galotian, her dress fully off, her tails curled around her body. As her large mammaries coming into view, cover up each of her nipples with one of her tails, winking and sticking her tongue out. Her freed hands caressed her erect cock, stroking it slowly as pre-cum started to leak from the erect tip, as she let out soft purs and moans. Meena had done relatively the same thing, but focused on her pussy, sticking a finger in her cunt and moving them in out and slowly at a pleasurable pace.

“Ooh, sorry, were you wanting to see these?” Menta taunted the Galotian, making small circles with her tailtips, allowing the target glimpses of pink peeking out around the edges but nothing more. “You could give up and maybe We'll reward you with a real show.” Menta could her hear sister taunt the gel woman, keeping her tails on her breasts as she began to put her dress back on, giving winks to Galotian, Menta followed suit doing the same.

Whoah, now that’s a reaction! Celise whimpers and starts to vigorously fist herself again and again, not even bothering to make sure her hand goes between her legs. Wherever she shoves her balled fist into, sensitive lips form around it, suckling and oozing with lust around her fast-pumping arm. "Well it seems she very weak willed." Commented Meena, taking note of how easily it was to defeat Celise with teasing.
 
Steven watched as the Galotian began to, literally, fist herself, a grin on his face as he idly stroked his cock, his sisters by his side as they defeated their 'foe'. "Indeed, I've met Asari maidens with more restraint," he said, beads of pre-cum forming on his head as he watched. He looked to the side, seeing his siblings tease the alien and a grin appeared on his face.

"So now that we have her at our mercy, how about we be good citizens of the galaxy and give her what she wants?" With the kind of body Celise had he didn't doubt that she'd be able to satisfy all of them, and it wasn't as though they were in a hurry to leave. They had plenty of time to sate their urges on the alien, giving her the protein rich cum that she desired.
 
Menta chuckled a bit at what Steven said, and began to imagine a random Asari on her Knees, whimpering and begging to be fucked. "Hmm that sounds so delightful." Meena off handly commented, she looked at the Galotian with a grin, enjoying how it fisted itself with no shame, infront of the three. "I guess we can go get our ship now." Meena stated and began to walk to the door, but her brother chimed in just in time and suggested they give the Galotian what she wants. "Ohh your so merciful brother." Meena teased jokingly. "Alright, lets give this sexy girl the time of her life, wouldn't you agree sister?" She glanced over to her sister.

"You bet an Asari ass I do!" Replied the sister ecstatic, all that teasing had made her a bit horny, and well fucking the gel-girl senseless was such an enticing idea, after all Celise did want to be fucked. "Besides whats the rush, it shouldn't take long?" Menta began to off her dresses once again, along with her sister, both of them threw their dress off to the side, before taking their high heels off neatly, and approaching the Galotian, cocks fully erect leaking beads of pre-cum from the tip, they watched as Celise looked up at them, with hungry eyes full of lust and want. Menta smirked as she lowered a hand and stroked her cock at a slow pace, while her sister used both of her hands on her tits, rolling them around, squishing and sqeeuzing them together. "C'mon brother lets get down to business."
 
Joining his sisters in removing their clothing, it wasn't long before all three of them were completely nude as they stood before the Galotian. "What can I say," he said to Meena, "I'm a nice guy." He punctuated his sentence by rubbing his cock against the alien's lips, though he knew that really one part of her body was as good as another as far as fucking was concerned. "Business and pleasure," he commented to his other sister as he began thrusting into Celise's gel body, "Don't you just love it when the two mix?"
 
Menta nodded in agreement with what her brother, she continued stroking her cock, making her way to Celise back door, plunging her cock into Celise ass, and began thrusting into the Gel-girl. A audible papping noise was made every time, her crotch met with Celise gel body. PAP! PAP! PAP! With each thrust Menta large jiggly tittes, capped with pink nipples and pink aerola, bounced hypnotically in front of Steven. "Like what you see bro?" She cooed as she thrusted harder into Celise ass, Meena made her way around like a sly cat, maneuvering her way to Celise tits, placing her cock in between them and slowly began to thrust.
 
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