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"Oh Shit"
My eyes widened as I read through the document explaining what SCP 686 actually does to the human body or any mammal-type creature, the anomaly contained within the milk does not grant any sort of enhanced strength in anything, no its effects are much more different than that.
And what an effect it was as no sooner as I finished reading the document before then re-reading it to make sure I had a clear idea of how much a brainless fuckwit I was, I handed it to Agent Fenja whom wanted to know why I was so worried and once she quickly read through it after blinking a few times, I then began to feel the anomalous effects on my body.
I could feel my nipples' sensitivity hike right up and feel swelling in my two breasts, a wave of discomfort spreading through as I felt my skin stretch.
[Notice: Biological Change Detected In The Host]
'No Shit System, Do Something!'
[Analysing: Detrimental Effects To The Host Detected, Beginning Modification Of Effects]
'Do It Fast, Fuck'
I could only watch on as my chest continued to push up beyond, oh, what was it now, have they become J's? K's? Whatever they were, I could feel the fabric starting to strain and become uncomfortably tight.
[Solution Acquired: Implementing Changes]
I then felt a shudder run through my body as the growth then died down considerably, but that didn't stop the pressure building up in my mammary glands, I knew I was going to have to relieve myself later, but I was thankful that the system managed to 'fix' the problem that I foolishly brought upon myself.
And holy shit that was a close one, from what the document outlined I could of turned into a abhorrent multi-boob monstrosity who would of died from the anomaly taking all of my nutrients to overproduce milk.
'Bloody hell, System, what did you do?' I mentally asked and it replied promptly.
[Host, This System Has Rewritten The Anomalous Effects That Have Infected Your Body. In Order To Remove The Detrimental Effects Of Milk Overproduction, This System Needed To Combine The Host's Singularity Power Source Into The Anomaly Itself To Create A Brand-New Directive]
'Uh, what is the new effect?' I was slightly afraid of the answer I was going to get.
[Should Any Creature Consume The Host's Breast Milk, The Original Effects Of The Anomaly Will Still Occur If Not Mitigated, Increasing Breast Volume In Females While Converting Males Into The Opposite Gender, Due To Linking The Anomaly To Your Singularity Power Source, All Consumers Will Gain A Similar Power Or Slight Variation, All Affected Will Still Have Same Milk Production Effect Much Like The Host But Not To The Extreme, Should The Affected Allow Other Unaffected Individuals Consume Their Breast Milk The Anomalous Effects Will Be Greatly Downgraded Yet Should Those Who Have Ingested Your Milk Procreate Their Own Singularity Powers Will Be Inherited By Their Descendants And Their Descendants With No Power Loss]
'Oh great, that's just wonderful, I just created a brand new sub-human species, awesome,' I sarcastically thought to myself at the implications.
I sighed heavily to myself, both in relief and slight worry, looking down at my greatly expanded and throbbing chest, I see two wet patches forming at my nipples, and seeing that Fenja is still here, a flush of mortification rushes over my face as I promptly excuse myself from the bridge.
I headed to the captain's quarters to sort myself out, which meant buying a breast pump and a whole new wardrobe to accommodate my new body proportions.
After an hour, I came back out feeling refreshed and clad in form-fitting clothing that an Arbiter from A Corp would be seen in
Fenja was gazing at me warily, she must have thought that I had dealt with the anomalous effects with my strange powers, she was partly right, though I wouldn't assure her until she made a point about it directly.
But on the other hand aside from my new 'condition', I've yet to hear her ask to be returned back to her Intelligence Command, I was even willing to let her take a Condor and fly off to show her superiors the wonders of my otherworldly technology as well as making them well informed about my improbable existence.
Was she waiting for something in particular to happen?
Well, we still had another 9 days until the expedition fleet was scheduled to activate the Relay and traverse through the other side, only to promptly be attacked by the Turians, however, I need to consider the possibility of that not happening.
But that was a slim chance to happen, and even if it didn't happen, it wouldn't be wrong to prepare for it right.
"Are you…ok." Fenja asked hesitantly, she did just see her…host? Suddenly expand…the sight of it was disturbing.
After she read the document that was handed to her and then saw firsthand the effects, and had the hour to process on what she had just saw, and now looking at how "ok" Kali seems to be after ingesting that liquid, she was starting to gain some questionable thoughts on top of a mountain of already questionable thoughts from the information she has both seen and read through in the days she's been with Kali.
"Fine, though as you've seen, I've gained some 'weight' and need to empty the tanks every so often, but other than that, fine," that was my response, and that was it really.
My new fun bags definitely will take some getting used to, but it wasn't all that bad, other than being another problem that I will have to deal with on a daily basis.
Fenja just stared at the woman in front of her and gazed at her new chest size, idle thoughts entered her mind, useless thoughts that fantasized about taking a swing at that bottle just so she'd finally have a chest rather than a small washboard; it would help with her job, maybe.
But speaking of her job, her superiors would ask an unending barrage of questions to her if she ever did take a drink, aside from demanding where the bloody hell she's been these last few days.
She was unsure whether or not to report on what she has seen, she'd likely be demoted for spewing such ridiculous things like claiming a massive fleet of crewless warships with no EZ, a black clad woman with mystical powers and able to summon items from other worlds, which can increase a woman's breast size beyond what was natural among the other things she has displayed to Fenja.
They'd more likely think she went to a nightclub high on drugs and slept with a hooker with the same description.
Not knowing what Fenja was thinking, Kali proceeded to explain to the Agent about what she (her system) discovered from drinking SCP-686, now your thinking 'why' would she tell this Alliance Agent about what the Anomaly did to her, well, she was hoping to get Fenja thinking about having some her own milk and potentially becoming a double agent for her so she would have someone in the know to the going on's within the Alliance itself, it wasn't exactly a solid plan, it was just something that made sense to her in this moment.
And should betrayal occur, Kali was confident about punishing her severely and dealing with the problems from that theoretical betrayal.
But such decisions wouldn't be made in a single day.
7 days would pass, moving forward to the inevitable moment of First Contact, and Fenja had finally decided to make a choice.
"Kali, I have a request," after days of deliberation on what to do with everything she has been allowed to know from the mystical woman who had so thoroughly shattered her world, has been told about what was beyond the Relay and what made them along with being given so much information about the other aliens that resided within the galaxy as well.
it was all so much, yet she felt as though she had no choice but to accept it as a factual truth, and if it were all true, just as she said, Fenja had a request.
"I wish to make a deal with you." Upon hearing this, Kali raised a hand, a gesture for the Agent to continue.
"If what you say is true, that once the exhibition fleet activates that Relay, we will encounter aliens, you say it will cause a short but bloody conflict, with everything I've seen so far by being with you, I am starting to believe what you say is the truth, but as I said, if it is true I want assurances." Kali nodded to the AIS Agent, it was logical that she wanted something in return for what she was going to be doing, though Kali herself was glad to see that Fenja was now coming around.
"What is it that you desire, and what are you willing to do for me to get it." This gave the Agent pause to consider her next words carefully.
In moments later, the Agent spoke with a clear voice, laying her intent bare.
"I will…work with you, I will act as your eyes and ears in the Alliance itself, I will make sure you're informed and know all the major events I can acquire for you to act upon, as well as get you connections and influence over certain organizations should you require them, and in return… I want the power you can wield, or at least something similar, to ensure my own safety, and should I be discovered or worse, I want your word you'll make sure I don't wind up dead nor be tossed aside when I'm no longer useful."
…
A smirk was starting to slowly form on the Arbiters' face.
This was something Kali wanted to hear from this woman, she wasn't expecting to have an 'in' with organizations offer though, that was a boon in on itself, all she had to do in order to get those bonuses, was to ensure that her newly acquired Agent was both empowered and had a safety net under her if she ever was discovered or under the threat of death.
"Follow me," Kali said as she directed her Agent to the Science and Medical wing of the Orion Assault Carrier, it was the place where she was storing her very own self-produced variants of SCP-686, which she added a capital A after it.
Once they made it to the labs, Kali opened a freezer that displayed a small amount of SCP-686/A's, taking a single vial Kali also brought out the Cauldron Power Vial that she gained from her first ten pull, she then turned to Fenja showing her the glasses that contained one known power and one unknown one.
"By drinking this, you'll gain a power similar to my own, you'll be infused with a singularity, the side effects will be obvious," she said, finishing with thrusting out her chest a bit, causing them to jiggle, which drew the agent's eyes.
"And the other," Fenja said once she tore her eyes away from the impossibly large chest.
Kali gave a small smile.
"I don't know," Fenja balked at that.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Kali just shrugged in a what-can-you-do gesture.
"It's exactly as I say, I don't know what you'll get once you've had this one, you could gain an earth-shattering power that lets you become a flying fortress, you could gain mind control powers, or perhaps you may gain vast amounts of knowledge to build things beyond this world, or maybe the ability to change shape and form, but you could also equally gain something some would deem worthless, like the ability to speak to dogs" Kali let it hang there, letting the implications sink in.
Fenja took the vials and after a long moment of consideration, removed their seals.
She looked to Kali, expecting something more, but she merely smiled, waiting for her to take the drink.
With a wary breath, Fenja raised the vials and drank both at the same time.
A second later, she was done, with two empty vials in her hand, she looked at them, wondering if this was either the worst or best decision she has ever made in her life.
She would quickly find out soon enough, as her hands twitched and a tingling sensation shot through her body.
She clutched her chest as it became apparent that an uncomfortable sensation was quickly making itself known, as she felt flesh expand and a hot, bothersome feeling well up, arcs of degraded gold flickered between her fingers, her mind also seemed to form an extra set of nodes that connected her to something alien.
The forming Singularity connected to a dead intelligence that held powers that dwarfed understanding of how it was made began melding, combining into something new, the gold arcs shifted in colouration as it became a sickly green.
Fenja stared on in disbelief with ounces of fear and awe as she watched her clothing tear at the seams, as her chest expanded from an A to a solid I, three sizes below Kalis' own, as befitting for the progenitor of the future group who would be known infamously as the Arbiters of the Black Fleet.
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