Mass Effect: Batarian Propaganda

The Batarian propaganda files seem to be getting more and more alarming in their import and content. One thing is for sure - they represent either the greatest surveillance job in galactic history, or the greatest work of vid falsification. On one hand, you cannot imagine how some of the videos were captured in the first place. (Were there even cameras in the room?) On the other hand, the work is several orders of magnitude above and beyond any cheaply-made "FIRST HUMAN SPECTER FUX A KROGAN! MUST WATCH" videos circulating the extranet.



The Aria T'Loak vid starts out as the others have - with a slow, rotating shot of the subject in question. Aria looks as formidable as ever in her white, buckled jacket and bodysuit with slingshot design. The camera zooms in on her face, showing off her distinctive facial markings, and then moves around to her midsection, providing a leering pervert's view of her thick, curvaceous ass. Frozen in place, at the mercy of the camera, she seems less formidable than usual...but nothing can take the icy gleam from her eyes, nor the defiant look from her face. The rotating image has caught her in a confident smirk that seems very "Aria".



You are only able to admire Aria's well-formed posterior and buckle-adorned breasts for a few moments before the now-expected Batarian voice-over fills your ears.



The coward Shepard and her disreputable allies claim the "good reputation" of the Earth Systems Alliance as their shield against scrutiny. Do not be fooled. They are hypocrites and terrorists, associated with Terminus System leeches. The drug addict and professional whore Aria T'Loak is one such parasite.



Suddenly, a different audio signal begins to play on the vid. The familiar voice of Aria T'Loak herself.



"Omega has only one rule," comes the voice."



"Dont...fuck...with-"



Suddenly the audio cuts out, and a Fornax logo appears on the screen, along with some pornographic images. It looks like the thumbnail from an on-demand sexvid extranet site.



An awkwardly-lettered graphic reads: "QUAD DRAINING BLUE BUTT-BITCHES" and the logo gives way to vid footage as a somewhat amateurish cam focuses in on a voluptuous blueish-purple asari seated on a dirty couch. Her staid position makes the purple-blue swell of her hips all the more pronounced, and her head tendrils are arranged sharply back in a sheer style. Most shocking is the piercing blue of her gaze, and the recognizable stripe of darker pigmentation leading from her bottom lip to her chin. It's Aria, alright - no doubt about it. Even her outfit - a slingshot thong that digs into her crotch and moves up to barely cover both breasts with vertical strips of white fabric, is similar. It's clear you're watching something that's ostensibly from Aria's wilder youth, if it ever happened at all.



A porn director's voice is heard as the camera angle approaches the couch. It is a deep, rumbling drone, marking the director as an elcor. "Expectantly: What is your name?" he asks.



Aria nibbles her bottom lip and looks sluttily at the camera, fanning her ample breasts with her the lapels of the little white jacket she's chosen to top off her ensemble. "Azuria," she says, and like her real name, the authoritative sneer is nowhere to be found. Replacing it is the disgraceful sound of subservience, a tone nobody in the Terminus systems would have ever expected to hear out of Aria.



"Expectantly: Why are you here?" comes the droning voice.



Aria sticks her tongue out sluttily and moans. "I'm here to suck and fuck some big... ...krogan... dick." Her tone and expression nearly melt the through the screen, so intense seems her desire. She punctuates her statement by craning her head and licking across the top of her own heavy, azure-toned breast, lifting it from it's hiding place behind the white fabric ribbon. Is she following a script or expressing her true desires? You cannot be sure.



The elcor director speaks up. "Impressed: Look at those tits. With satisfaction: She has got some real meat on her bones." The camera angle moves back out and Aria obediently never shifts her gaze from it. From the further angle, the swell of her amazing hips can be seen, as well as the hint of her swelling cunt mount beneath the stretched slingshot crotch fabric. The deep voice rumbles again. "Authoritatively: Get up and show us some ass." Aria snaps to following the elcor's command, and you're treated to an amazing show as she rises from the couch and turns toward it before bending over and placing both of her agile hands on the spine, providing an amazing view of perhaps the greatest pair of Asari buttocks in the galaxy. They easily swallow her white thong, bulging out in a bubble below her waist, then tapering down to join her thick and alluring thighs.



"Impressed: She has got a lot of cargo in the rear hold." If the elcor is pleased with his metaphor, as ever, his voice does not hint at it. Abruptly, Aria begins a shameless booty clap, jiggling her rear to that the cheeks bounce against each other. She punctuates this with a come-hither expression over one shoulder, arching her back agonizingly. Her body is thick in all the right places, the white fabric of her outfit a stark contrast to her blueish-purple skin, which is unblemished and smooth.



The whore and liar Aria T'Loak cultivates a cult of personality as a figure of importance in the Terminus Systems. She is no admirable outlaw - she sells herself for credits and is just another lackey of the Earth Systems Alliance, and as big a degenerate as the rest of the coward Shepard's allies.



The voice of the Batarian narrator is replaced by that of the elcor director. "Lewdly: Take off that thong and show us the azure." Aria obediently follows the director's command. Removing her jacket so she can slide the straps of the slingshot bikini over her shoulders, it isn't long before the entire works is falling to floor, leaving her totally nude.



"You like it?" she asks, spreading her ass with two hands to reveal her asshole and pussy. The ring of her anal opening is not precisely darker than the rest of her skin, but closer in hue to purple. The lips of her pussy are a darker bluish purple, the color of asari blood engorging her sex. The insides, briefly glimpsed, are light purple. The camera hovers lewdly on every detail of her unmentionables.



The elcor director seems impressed, offering a passionless: "With arousal: That might be the hottest slice of azure we have ever filmed. Regretfully: It will not look so pretty once our krogan have finished with it." It's at this moment that "Azuria's" co-stars make themselves seen. Two large krogan dressed in modified battle armor appear at either side of the screen, framing the naked ass of their seductive asari counterpart. Their adornments have been rigged to unbolt at the crotch, providing easy access to their penises, which they quickly produce. Two heavy, leathery appendages that look like brontosaurus necks flop down over the bulbous cheeks of Aria's ass, causing them to bounce enticingly. Each massive penis is at least 16 inches long, yellowish-brown in color, and covered with bumps and fibrous ridges along the rubbery length, ending with a slight flange shape and a large, deep pisshole. They look positively obscene draped over Aria's flexing, bouncing ass, the heads already leaking rivulets of gruelish pre-cum down the sides of her thick butt cheeks. At the base of each penis, hanging against the powerful legs of the krogan, are two large scrotal sacks, each containing four fist-sized testicles.



"Impatiently: Let's see you suck some dick," comes the prompt, and Aria turns around. For the first time you can see how small she is, physically, compared to her muscled krogan co-stars. She kneels between them and fists the two huge members aggressively, licking her lips with a suggestive smile. Expertly milking one flopping, half-hard member in each hand, she opens her mouth to let the her mouth get filled with irregular bursts of pre-cum while the other cock leaks all over her tits. Aria's eyes burn through the camera as she gargles the nasty discharge in her mouth, holding it open so you can see her tongue drowned in grey, lumpy krogan jizz. With a slutty "gulp" sound, she chugs it down, before wiping the side of her mouth on one of the krogan dicks.



"Fuck, that's disgusting," she groans. "How long has that spew been rotting in your quad?" Despite her complaints, she still looks cum-hungry. Her voice has gained a bit of the defiant Aria tone that is so renowned in the Terminus Systems. A younger version, perhaps, less accustomed to being in charge - but the same voice nonetheless.



"Lewdly: They have not mated with a female for several weeks," replies the elcor. The significance of this is well known amongst krogan and tellers of dirty jokes from base to base. If a krogan doesn't ejaculate regularly, their cum grows thick and tacky, taking on a strong, musky odor.



The drug addict and whore Aria T'Loak supports the mongrelization of the galactic races in opposition with the ideals of the Hegemony. She services krogan genitals in exchange for credits and red sand, yet the degenerate Earth Systems Alliance sees fit to use her as a treasured intelligence contact.



Aria's eyes flash. Grabbing the wrist of the krogan on her right, she looks up at him with a enticingly submissive expression. "Then why don't you mate with me...right here?" she asks, letting each word drip from her mouth with sensual ease, using one finger to point at her plump and perfectly-formed lips.



The krogan allows himself a low laugh, though his head and hump are not visible on screen. "I like this female!" he growls, and his huge mitts grip Aria's head like an enemy whose neck he's about to snap. What follows next is an epic is obscene - a great "hollowing" sound burbles from Aria's straining throat as a foot and a half of arm-thick krogan penis is fed slowly and inexorably down her gullet. Several times during the sword swallowing routine, her own drool burbles and slops from the seal between her lips and the scaled shaft. Tears leak from her eyes, even her nose runs...but in the end she takes the entire length like a pro. The second krogan fists his cock lazily, leaking on her ample breasts and rubbing the wetness in with his flange. Aria's heaving chest is a sight to behold as it gets lubed up with semen.



Aria uses her hands to massage the four heavy testicles that are hanging just below her chin. She's taken the super-endowed krogan right down to the quad, but the backed-up beast doesn't seem to be done yet, again gripping Aria by the head and pulling his last two inches out before crashing them back in again, causing a glottal "GLLLLLCH!" noise to issue from her abused throat. He begins to do this again and again, and the video shows that a bulge in Aria's midsection is moving up and down and distending. The brutal krogan is fucking her throat all the way down to her stomach, and spurting his chowdery pre-cum into it with each stroke.



"GLLLLCH!"

"GLLLLLK!"

"GLLLLK!"



Aria's eyes roll over to the whites as she's brutally facefucked. The krogan on the right pulls her up from her squat into a bent-at-the-waist position, giving his partner access to her unparalleled ass while still railing her throat. The camera captures a lewd and lascivious view of the proceedings as the second massive krogan prong is slid back and forth in the delta of her rear, leaking pre-cum into the small of her back as the ruddy underside teases her trembling asshole. Meanwhile, her voluptuous body continues to jiggle enticingly as her face is railed in humiliating fashion. Tears are leaking from the corners of her catatonic eyes and trailing down her cheeks in dark weals.



"Sadistically: What a stupid whore," comments the elcor. "With pride: This is the nastiest scene we have filmed yet."



The krogan at Aria's face withdraws his entire cock from her throat, nearly shoving her head off of his prick, allowing her to take gasping breaths. A gooey bridge connects her mouth and his tumorous pipe, with more phlegm and lumpy cock-sludge trailing down her chin to hang in a dangling rivulet. Aria spits out a mouthful, and then speaks, her voice hoarse, her breath hitching in her diaphragm.



"Ugh, your cum... tastes...and smells... like fucking shit," she says, eyes dull. The krogan burst into deep laughter.



"With humor: This dumb slut is having second thoughts," says the elcor. "Threateningly: You will not get paid unless you do what was agreed." As ever, the director's voice stays perfectly even throughout the intonation of each of his statements. Aria looks at the camera desperately, an expression you never imagined you'd see on her face.



"Can I at least do some sand?" she asks.



The drug addict and interspecies hooker Aria T'Loak traffics in and personally uses huge quantities of red sand. This degenerate is an exemplar of the caliber of allies favored by the coward murderer Shepard.



The Fornax vid stutters then, splicing inexpertly to new footage. Aria is standing between the two krogan, looking euphoric and glassy, having obviously just erased several thick lines of red sand with her dainty nose. "Hiiii...." she slurs. "My name is Azurina...and I'm here..."



The elcor behind the camera interrupts. "With exasperation: You said your name was Azuria, you dumb whore."



The krogan laugh again, in their sinister, grumbling fashion. Formidable as Aria is, she looks small and vulnerable pressed between their thick chests and hulking forms. "This female is so sandblasted she doesn't even remember her own name," quips one.



"Which one of you fuckers wants to f-fuck my fat ass?" slurs Aria, stumbling slightly between the krogan and then falling to her knees, leaving her framed in the shot with two huge krogan cocks hanging in her face. "G-goddess fuck, your dicks are huge."



The krogan engage in a brief head-butting contest to decide who takes Aria's ass, the cranial plates crackling against each other as Aria wobbles unsteadily just behind them. The loser, who seems to be the younger krogan, claims the consolation prize of her wet and inviting pussy. Eager to take his earnings, the winner positions himself behind Aria, lifting her up easily and hooking her under the thighs with the crooks of his elbows, spreading her wide and positioning her asshole to drop down onto the jutting pinnacle of his mammoth cock. The studded and fibrous head makes her shudder and cry out on the way in, such is the thickness and friction. Once it's inside, the second krogan inserts his cock into her pussy, sandwiching her in a powerful double-penetration. Aria, drooling and half-conscious, rests her head pathetically on the chest of the brute in front of her. The elcor's camera catches every detail of her drug-addled humiliation. The two sexually-aggressive males begin to press their grotesque members deeper into her, inch by invading inch, the membranes of her pussy and ass stretched to the limit around their ruddy thicknesses. A mixture of pre-cum and lube foams up on their shafts as they slide them implacably upward, five inches, then six, then seven. Aria's eyes get wider and her tongue falls out of her mouth, dripping a rivulet of saliva. Again, the camera spares her no indignity. Every detail of her defeated face, her tear-streaked cheeks, her drug-addled expression is committed to visual record.



The genitals-obsessed drug addict whore Aria T'Loak jeopardizes her health and engages in unsafe mating practices, yet the hypocritical Earth Systems Alliance sees fit to criticize the safety and certainty of right-thinking Batarian family planning programs.



"They're...ripping up...my insides!" Aria slurs, and her body pulses with a glow of biotic energy, though nowhere near the power she would eventually achieve in her matriarch years. Her body vibrates like a tuning fork, pleasing both of her brutal partners, who shove their cum-pissing cocks ever deeper into her gash and bowels. You can only imagine how those bumpy, coarse cockheads are scraping at Aria's innards. The cocks are 10 inches deep now, and the krogan have lost their patience, beginning to thrust their musclebound pelvises to achieve deeper penetration more quickly. The wet sound of scales shearing against azure skin is accompanied by a humiliating stirring noise, the sopping churning of wet asari pussy and ass. Aria cries out in ecstasy as she's jostled and torn. A rivulet of purple asari blood snakes from one of her nostrils. Just how much red sand did she snort?



"Worried: If this dumb bitch OD's on us, we're going to have to leave Ilium quickly," comments the elcor. The krogan refuse to take it easier on her, and begin pistoning their bestial prongs in and out of her holes in a brutal rhythm, using her own body weight to drive her pussy and asshole down on them, while also thrusting upward to meet her descent. At the terminus of each stroke their entire lengths are buried inside her, and their quads swing up in their leathery sacks, smacking against each other and against her asscheeks. Splatters of lube and pre-cum leak in syrupy spurts from the seals her stretched pussy and ass make around the cocks, coating the mock battle-armor of the krogan in a wet sheen. Every fifteen seconds or so, Aria's body shudders and glows again, vibrating the penises inside her and driving them closer to orgasm. You can imagine it must be like fucking a living sex toy. A living sex toy with a dynamite body.



"Fuck...fuck...fuck fuck fuck fuck!" moans Aria, her voice still wild and slurring. Her belly is distended with the shape of two krogan cock crowns every time they bury themselves in her, her organs being rearranged the length and girth of dick being shoved into her holes. You can imagine how her fertile asari womb must be wrapped around the end of that krogan pipe like a second skin, how her bowels must be ravaged and stretched rammed upward into her midsection. Her amazing body and thick ass are rendered just a plaything, suspended between two uncaring rapists. It is hard to imagine Aria ever letting herself get into such a vulnerable position.



Aria tosses her head back and howls at the sky as she cums humiliatingly while being double-penetrated by her two krogan partners. The krogan hilt themselves at the same time, and as Aria's sandblasted body jiggles and shudders on their cocks, a sound like industrial lubricant being squeezed out of a tube is heard, as they defile her insides with their inglorious orgasms. There is nothing sensual about what the krogan do, they only wish to empty their swollen quads into a female, and the wet, slopping sounds that accompany their ejaculations are depraved and foul. Each hitching, spasming penis is clearly vomiting gouts of dense, backed-up sperm into Aria's womb and bowels. Her belly begins to swell immediately as her assailants snarl and growl through their climaxes.



It is minutes before they are finished. Aria remains skewered on their towering dicks like a trophy, her belly distended by rancid krogan cum to something resembling the advanced stages of pregnancy. When they finally lift her off of their softening members, which pull from her ruined holes with a lewd sucking sound, the voluptuous asari collapses to the ground, laying on her hip and cradling her foul cum-belly with spew leaking from every hole.



"Mocking: What a disgusting whore."



One of the krogan steps forward to stand over a shuddering, leaking Aria. "Let's empty this female out a little," he says, and then rears back and kicks Aria brutally in the stomach.



"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!" she croaks, and vomits pathetically at the same time that huge fountains of white-yellow krogan wad spew forth from her pussy and ass, forming a thick puddle behind her shapely curves. At this point, with lumpy fluids leaking from every one of Aria's orifices and a defeated and drug-smitten look on her face, the scene at last goes dark.



The pornographic whore and sex hooker Aria T'Loak has sold her bodily orifices to thousands of people in exchange for favors, illicit substances, and credits. Yet she remains a trusted confidant and ally of the coward Shepard. Only the Earth Systems Alliance would be depraved enough to allow such an arrangement.



Amazingly, Aria's catalogue of unknown Fornax vids seems to be more extensive, as several more images are flashed on screen. An image of Aria drinking sperm from a huge cistern is revealed to be from "ASARI CUM CHUGGERS". An image of Aria being poised under an elcor, using two hands to manipulate a penis the size of a tree limb. The title: "WITH EXCITEMENT: ASARI ULTIMATE COCK CHALLENGE". An image of Aria lustily licking a human's asshole, with the title "YOUR MATRIARCH TOSSED MY SALAD". There are dozens more, and they pass by in a three minute montage. Clearly, nobody has made the connection between some very old (maybe even centuries old) vids and the self-proclaimed goddess of Omega. Nobody except the Batarians.



The question of whether or not the vids are real again crosses your mind. The representation of a younger Aria seems flawless, the voice is spot on (though the it's weird to hear Aria talk in a submissive or confused tone)... but is the content really plausible? If any of this really happened, it would destroy Aria's reputation as an untouchable ice bitch and goddess of the Terminus underworld - not to mention damaging Shepard's reputation by dragging their association into the light.



You turn your attention back to the action on screen. The vid has gone dark, but shortly reappears in a large, roughly cubical room with metal walls. From your briefings, you think it might be Avernus Station, a rumored Cerberus base beyond the Omega 4 relay, though you can't be certain. An unconscious Aria is being dragged toward a set of biotic dampeners that hang from the ceiling inside a circular area on the floor. They are the central feature of the room. The men dragging her are heavily armored Cerberus soldiers, six of them in all.



The damaged goods sex addict Aria T'Loak has been defiled time and again and yet presumes to hold a position of authority in the Terminus Systems despite her shame, contrary to the right-thinking ideals of the Hegemony.



"She expended all her energy," says one of the troopers, snapping one of the hanging restaints onto Aria's hand with a metallic KLATCH!. "Why don't we just kill her?"



"Petrovsky wants her alive," replies another soldier, snapping on the opposite restraint. He probably needs information or some shit." They solemnly snap her hands and calves into the hanging restraints, suspending her on a horizontal plane, essentially in mid-air.



"The general will be here soon. Time for the special op."



The "special op" is shortly revealed to be psychological warfare in the form of rape, as the six Cerberus soldiers shed most of their armor and prepare to penetrate the still-unconscious Aria. The parts of their bodies that become exposed show signs of reaper experimentation - the telltale black bruising, synthetic enhancements, and unnatural muscle growth. Grotesquely, even their penises show signs of enhancement. As the vid proceeds, they tear Aria's clothing to expose her buttocks and vagina. All remorse and hesitation has been eliminated from the minds of these men. They are trained killers, their minds subjected to untold reaper tech - and they think nothing of the act they're about to commit, that much is certain. Without hesitation, they begin to penetrate her in turn, thrusting away at her suspended body, making her sway forward in her restraints with each impact. The vid proceeds in sick, stifling silence as each of the six men takes a turn fucking her pussy, then trades off to fuck her comatose face as well.



A helpless Aria T'Loak is being used as a rape toilet before your very eyes.



After fifteen minutes of unrequited debauchery, she wakes up, screaming, with a cock pumping in and out of her mouth. Her ass and twat are messy with sperm, which drips to the floor as her body is jostled. The biotic inhibitors keep her docile even as she's defiled. Her struggles amount to nothing, as she's not only hindered by inhibitors and conventional restraints, but still completely exhausted.



"I'm going to fucking kill you all," she gurgles, in between the heavy, bruised cocks fucking her snarling mouth. They show her no regard and no mercy. Each of the men takes a turn fucking her ass while she's awake. Aria grimaces with disgust and rage she's used as a jizz-toilet for the reaper-enhanced cocks of the Cerberus troops, all of whom cum up her ass in turn, leaving her ass leaking a constant flow of white cream. As each man fills her ass, their counterparts cum humiliatingly on her face, spurt after spurt of human seed painting her features. Finally, after she's been raped in every hole by the entire squad, she's addressed by the one you presume is in charge.



"The General wants you to know that this can all stop, if you provide us with all the information you have on Omega," he says.



Pornographic sex-hooker and murderer Aria T'Loak eagerly swallows the waste of other species. She fits right in with the empire of feces and detritus being erected by the shameless human aggressors, of which the Earth Systems Alliance is the chief offender. The Earth Systems Alliance and their degenerate allies must be stopped before they corrupt the Hegemony.



Aria spits on the floor.



"You're all going to fucking die," she says. The soldier responds by rearing back and spitting in her face, a mouthful of foam that splatters all over her defiant features, adding to the lines of ropes of cum drying there. He produces his huge, pink and black, bruised-up penis and aims it at her face. "We'll see," he fires back, and then begins to piss right between her eyes, a foul, yellow stream that explodes all over her forehead when it impacts, drenching her distinctive facial markings. Aria tries to struggle, but the restraints hold her in place. Urine patters to the ground below as the soldier laughs sadistically.



"Look at you now," he taunts. "The queen bitch of Omega, used as a fucking urinal." The rest of the soldiers haul out their unnatural, half-hard penises as well, enhanced in length and girth by whatever unholy experiments the Illusive Man has sanctioned. As they prepare to urinate on her suspended body, the leader produces an M-358 Talon and aims it at her head. "Open," he says, simply.



She refuses to open her mouth. He presses the pistol harder into her skull. Streams of urine cascade down over her perfect ass, soaking it. One prodigious stream stings her clit, firing up from beneath.



"Guess that's the end of Omega's greatest legend," says the squad leader, and his trigger finger twitches. One millimeter is the difference between Aria's head being blown off, and staying on. Seething with rage, she opens her mouth. The squad leader, keeping the heavy pistol against her pretty, tendril-covered head, begins to piss again, directly into her mouth. When it starts to run back out, he nearly drills the gunbarrel through her skull, ordering her to swallow.



She does. Aria T'Loak sucks down every drop of the augmented Cerberus soldier's smelly, rancid piss, while she's getting showered in urine by five other men. Her distinctive outfit is soaked, and her exposed pussy and ass are shining and slick with waste. Occasionally, the soldiers lewdly smack her ass. The squad leader's stream is obscenely prodigious, and Aria must swallow for quite a while, gulping, her throat and neck working to handle the thick stream.



In a few minutes, it is over. Aria is furious...but the soldiers notice that there are other physiological signs as well. "Check this out," comments one of the men, observing the clear, viscous liquid leaking down Aria's thighs. "This bitch is turned on!" The video spares her no indignity, swinging to a close-up view of her superheated genitals. Lines of unmistakable vaginal lubrication are snail-trailing their way down the insides of her suspended thighs, and the lips of her pussy are wantonly swollen, as if she's secretly enjoying the proceedings!



"You like being pissed on, huh?" taunted the squad leader. "I knew you were a sick fuck, Aria, but I never knew how sick." Aria's looks to barely hide a shudder of pleasure before resuming her sneer.



"I'm still going to fucking kill you," she says.



They begin to file out of the room, leaving her in aroused, piss-dripping disgrace, and the vid fades out again.



You see the evidence of depravity. The sand-addict and krogan concubine Aria T'Loak is just as sick and defiled a degenerate as the traitor Shepard and any of her other allies. They cannot be allowed to foist their twisted agendas upon the peace-loving and right-thinking citizens of the Batarian Empire. Long live the Hegemony!



At this point, the vid ends, leaving you with quite a differnt impression of Aria T'Loak than you once had. But does any of it true?