Ch.5.5 The Consort

Story by starlyte on SoFurry

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#7 of One of a Kind - Mass Effect story

Sorry for the delay. Ran into a massive writer's block before deciding to just dump what I had as a partial chapter. Course Broketober and all the Halloween updates in games didn't help. =^.^;=

This is a custom story for the Mass Effect Trilogy starring a custom Shepard, Chessa. She is a furry which were created by Cerberus to be shock troops, but abandoned after a staged coup. The story will follow the base story and lore, but having played the games won't be required to follow along as I alter responses, characters, and other slight things to where the conversations will differ slightly, but still be the same overall. Still this is quite a large project for me and I hope any that reads it will enjoy it. There will be many of the relationships persued, and the story will vary from general to very adult.

Mass Effect and all characters, items, things, etc are © Bioware.

Chessa character & story is mine.


Within a few moments of sitting down and starting to nibble at some chips and soda, an asari acolyte steps to the group asking for Chessa Shepard. Chessa gives a wave, while smiling at her, and responds saying that was her. She is told the consort was ready for her and Chessa makes sure the others would be okay waiting. The acolyte states they'll be taken care of till she returns, and to please not keep the consort waiting. The feline takes her drink and a few items of food, which made Garrus, just smirk and shake his head, as she heads off to see the consort.

Chessa arrives at her door munching away as she pushes the call button. "Hey Sha'ira its Chessa, open up."

A short moment later the door opens and Sha'ira is sitting on the couch at her table on the other side of the room smiling over at her. She waves Chessa in and the door closes right after she gets inside. "Ah Commander, I must say you are quite the negotiator. Not only has Septimus sent me a formal apology for how he acted, he even said that he's going to go back into the military to prove he is worthy of me."

Chessa smirks moving to the table and sits almost across from her taking a swing of her drink to wash her snacks down. "Sounds sorta bittersweet to me given it seems he's still infatuated with you."

Sha'ira nods solemnly, "Infatuation I can deal with. Political slander is another thing entirely. Being on the presidium I can't let people think my establishment is just some bordello or escort service." Chessa nods smiling letting her speak just responding while finishing off her food. "Speaking of, Xeltan the elcor diplomat also stopped his campaign against me. While this was what was asked of you, you have gone above and beyond to help me when you didn't have to."

Chessa smiles to her. "It was nothing really. I was going by those places anyways, so it just worked out for the both of us."

"Yes Shepard, but I owe you a reward and will give it if you wish to take it."

"It's not necessary Sha'ira, but I can tell you don't wish to leave debts unpaid. So lay it on me."

The consort scoots over near Chessa and holds out both her hands palm up for Chessa to set hers in. Chessa followed her lead setting her paws upon hers so their palm touch then as Sha'ira lets her eyes close so do Shepard's. The asari is quiet for a short moment before she starts to speak softly Chessa keeping her eyes closed just listening. "I see strength in you, and a will to use that strength to help others, despite those around you only wanting to see something else. People are drawn to you, to your confidence. But be warned: failure is in your future if you do not share your burdens with these new allies, if you do not truly come to trust them. Lastly, I see another close to you, one that will be shaped, molded, by your decisions... either for good... or for bad."

Chessa opens her eyes looking at her a long moment, even blinking a couple times, trying to process all that was just said. "Wow...um...that's quite a sight there. Rather true, but then it raises quite a few other questions. Who is this other? Why do I need all these allies? It gives me a bad feeling that you know something I don't..."

"I am sorry, but this is just what I can see. The images are clouded, and all I know is that much more lies ahead for you..."

Chessa frowns looking down and away. "Boy do I know how that feels..."

Sha'ira tilts her head at the comment, but decides to not push the subject. So tightening her hands around Chessa's handpaws, she stands coaxing the other female up as well. "Given that you did more than what I asked, and my gift of words has left you not fully satisfied. Allow me to offer something more."

Chessa looks up at her standing up as instructed and gets led over to her bed. She goes to speak, but is halted by a finger lain upon her lips and the asari just requesting her to strip while she goes to get a couple things. The feline makes a motion to voice an opinion, but a simple look from her makes the words just fade away. With a soft sigh of defeat she begins working off her armor starting with setting her weapons aside. There wasn't a look of sadness upon her face though, as armor began to make a growing pile upon the floor, she had a slight smile as eyes glance over to the shadow of the consort standing in her closet.

Around a few moments after Chessa stood in the snug padded body suit worn under the armor as a final means of protection from both their armor and anything that got through it. Now free of the slightly bulky armor, one could see the feline's frame much better. Her body was well toned as expected by someone still in active service. Long legs that looked rather strong tense abit glad to be free of the armor for now while she pauses her stripping to call out. "Hey Sha'ira are you sure we want to do this? I mean I know how many see my race, but is this really proper payment for just getting a couple guys to back off?"

Sha'ira steps back into view being much less clothed than Chessa. In fact the asari was practically nude which made the feline question more if this was going where she thought it was. Her skin looked very smooth with not one imperfection as expected given her job. Her body carried a wonderful shape, but it was one of not a pampered celebrity. She had a natural beauty that only can be gotten through self care and knowing her body. Slender shoulders lead down to soft d-cup breasts with a slight slope, from likely her matriarch age, yet outside of that no other signs of age showed. Atop each breast was an areola and nipple sticking out slightly from her chest colored a soft purple hue closer to the blue coloring of her skin. Her stomach was flat maybe even having some slight tone to it, yet it was hard to see without a good eye which Chessa had. Continuing along her body one found slightly wider hips normally linked to a mother, yet given her appearance it was hard to tell if she was or wasn't one. With asari's long life it was likely, and once Shepard's eyes reach her crotch the sight made the feline pause a moment. It was perfectly smooth lacking any sign of genital markings till she realized she was wearing a pair of panties that match nearly perfectly with her skin.

With a knowing eye Sha'ira smirks and eyes the still dressed female. "Oh my dear, you misunderstand. I'm going to give you a message, but figured you would prefer if I was more appealing to your eyes." Chessa blushes abit now, yet it couldn't be seen with her fur, and looks down towards the floor abit embarrassed for assuming things were going in such a direction. Sha'ira just giggles moving to an aroma machine and turning it on. "Do not worry it's happened before. Now please finish removing your clothes and lay face down upon my bed. What music and aroma do you prefer?"

After recovering Chessa slips off the last bit of her tight bodysuit, then sports bra, and panties leaving her now naked with the near nude consort. The feline's fur now revealed matched what could be seen upon her face. Her orange and black fur splotched and stripped along her shoulders, back, hips, and thighs, with white fur over her chest, belly, down between her legs and up under her tail. While she removed her gloves and socks it seemed her body preferred she had her own white ones colored into her fur. Her younger body had slightly more defined shoulders with abit of muscle accenting them. Arms had a stronger tone that was needed to be able to use her guns and hold them steady. Upon her chest were c-cup breasts making almost perfect orbs, as age has yet to affect them. Sunburn-colored skin could be seen over her own raspberries though hers looked abit harder as the cooler air washes over her nude form. Course the room was a very comfortable temperature, but given she was wearing armor and padded rubber it felt cooler. Her stomach was decently cut matching her overall tone and even showed some as she stretches before Sha'ira.

"Hmmm I think summer rain for both if you have that, if not lavender is always a nice scent." Chessa reaches behind her head and tugs the compound ponytail to free her jet black hair and let it fall down to about mid back. She now finally ready climbs onto the asari's soft message table and lies face down with her arms folded around a pillow for her head.

Sha'ira smiles turning around, "I think I have just the things." She pushes a couple buttons and a soft sound of rain fills the room followed by a matching scent making Chessa let out a soft sigh. Hearing her satisfied customer's sigh with the atmosphere she moves over beside her and looks over the tray of oils, lotions, and other massage items upon a table next to her.

Chessa can't help but watch her seductive movements and eye her covered mound a couple times. Her eyes also notice the many items having to wonder how this would work. "Hey Sha'ira, how are you going to use those oils with me having fur?"

A giggle came from behind her and she looks at her smiling. "Well I don't think those would be needed given how soft your fur is. Now just close your eyes and let me let me take you away."