Shepard is sitting in the shuttle to the colony they are to investigate for the Illusive Man, so that Shepard will get an idea for what is abducting Human colonists. He is sitting across from the two Cerberus operatives supposed to accompany him, Miranda and Jacob. Finally taking a moment for it, Shepard catalogues the changes that happened to his body. He is taller than he used to be, closing in on 7 feet tall. His body is broader, both in stature and musculature, and if her had to guess he should be weighing over 300 pounds of pure muscle. During the fight in the facility, he realized how much hardier his body was, shrugging off blows like mosquito bites. Shifting slightly, he is somewhat relieved his cock is still the same size as before, though his massive member would probably fit better on this new equally massive body of his. Having finished taking stock of his improved body, he looks over the two operatives observing him. Jacob he quickly dismisses, having read the dark-skinned man as a follower through and through, useful but below his notice. Miranda, though, now that was a vision. The woman's perfectly sculpted body was clad in a skintight catsuit, displaying her every curve to the world in all their glory. Shepard makes no attempt to hide his eyes roaming her body in appreciation, something that seems to please Miranda greatly. She shifts in the seat, uncrossing her legs and crossing them again, while pushing her breasts up with her arms to display her body for him more. A slight smirk grows on Shepard's face, having caught her intention to show off. He feels something stir beneath his armor, realizing that in a certain sense he hadn't had any release in two years, a dry spell he had not experienced since his first time. Eager to get this rectified, he gives Miranda a look, glancing at Jacob, conveying to her the order to get rid of the man for a while. Miranda catches on quickly, and tells Jacob that she needs to examine Shepard to see if the fight has damaged any of his new cybernetic components, and that Jacob should head to the cockpit to give them privacy. Jacob obeys easily, not catching on to the hidden dialogue between Shepard and Miranda. Now alone, Miranda approaches Shepard with a seductive gait, slowly peeling off his armor parts. Shepard makes no move to help her, quickly enforcing a power dynamic with himself on top. She reverently unveils his undershirt and pants under his armor, the synthetic military fabric stretched to the maximum on his massive, powerful body. Especially noticeable is the bulge in his crotch, his still soft cock bulging out like a ship's prow. Miranda bites her lips in hunger when she feels up his muscles, Shepard subtly flexing in response to her touch. Miranda comments that his tougher skin and musculature has made any small arms fire basically harmless to him. Shepard hums in appreciation, commenting that Miranda did a lot of work on improving him, asking if there is any part of him she hasn't worked on. Miranda smiles lustfully, saying that there certainly was one big, massive part of him that required no help at all. Not interested in being subtle anymore, Miranda cups her hand over the large bulge in his crotch, gently rubbing the heated appendage hidden beneath. A gasp of awe escaped her mouth when she feels the gigantic member throb in response to her touch. Shepard asks if she doesn't another test to conduct, ensuring his body is at peak efficiency. He makes his intention clear as his hand grabs a possessive grip of Miranda's perfectly round ass. Miranda smiles in response, opening the zipper of her suit, letting her large, round bra-clad breasts pop out, before lowering herself into a squat a stripper would be envious off, her perfect ass jutting out behind her. Her hands rub his cock through the stretched thin pants, biting her lips in appreciation at finally getting to see his member full erect. She at last pulls down his pants, letting his semi-erect cock flop out, its massive size and girth bobbing under its own weight as it slowly hardens. On a normal man's body, it would look ridiculously massive, as it somewhat used to on his own old body, but on Shepard's new enhanced body it looked perfect, matching the massive size of his body. Miranda leans forward, wrapping her wonderful, pillowy lips around his cock head, moaning at the taste of the virile flesh. She starts to set a steady pace, bobbing her mouth on his cock, coaxing him to full hardness slowly. Shepard is enjoying her skillful mouth, but is aware of their time limit, so he decides to take charge. Entangling his hands in her hair, gripping it firmly, he rams her mouth down on his cock, making her gag on his massive member as her eyes go wide. Shepard holds her there for a few moments longer, a flush growing on her face, before pulling back and thrusting into her mouth again, He repeats the motion a few more times, his cock hardening and reaching further down her throat with each thrust. When he finally crams his entire gigantic cock down her throat, he holds her there, letting his cock finally reach its full massive size within her throat, stretching her throat out to fit him. Miranda eyes roll back as she climaxes from the feeling of her throat stretched beyond comprehension. Finally, Shepard pulls his cock free, the length covered in her saliva, and smacks the heavy member onto Miranda's face, smearing her perfect face with her own saliva and his pre-cum. Miranda is still in nirvana when he pulls out, but jolts back to the real world when the cock slaps on her face. She stares in awe at the massively, huge cock resting on her face, the rumors about Shepard's prowess in bed finally making sense. Shepard smirks down at her and tells her to hurry up, because they are not leaving this shuttle until her had his fill of fucking her ass. Miranda can feel her asshole clench in apprehension at the prospect of taking this massive girth in there, but her pussy floods in arousal at the very thought.
