Xena was being zy. She had finally sent off Sherrel in the wee hour of the next morning to ensure Skidmark didn't get uppity. Of course, not without having bestowed upon her a lesser form of most of her perks. She even gave them to Yuri, can't have any two-bit vilin trying to coerce her women using powers or trying to get information out of them.

  Xena herself had barely moved from her previous cum covered spot. Now it was nearing lunch as she leaned back using a combo of her shapely ass, thick tail and dorsal spines as an impromptu lounger as Yuri made sure to extract as much "building material" as possible from her forearm-sized girl-meat.

  Because yeah, as it turns out when her cum coaguted enough it became a flexible yet durable pster.

  One could even call it a Rubber-Sement

  Yuri easily squeezed out another bucket load of her patent pending pster using her perky and prodigiously sized breasts and an ample amount of her growing oral skills. Xena was not embarrassed that she was such a quick shot, when you had the ability to remove your refractory period why would you worry about holding back?

  Yuri angled the freshly produced batter into a bucket that when nearly overfilled was swapped out with an empty one by a passing fully grown xenomorph drone managing to just barely not spill any on the ground as she was not quite done with her current orgasm.

  Xena could almost do this forever, just lounging there on the ground acting like a proper queen of a hive of eusocial insects. Just a broodmare and resource producer. And she was half tempted to do so. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that she wanted to go out to collect more waifus/concubines, a strategist might argue for her to just sit back and rex as she was tended to; till her nascent hive reached critical mass and just overran the whole of Brockton Bay.

  Oh boy, was she tempted.

  Canon was already off the rails with how apparently Lung managed to escape from the teenager and Halbeard, Bagrat you know-it-all.

  Bakuda might not even go on her terrorist campaign since Lung was still free, though Taylor might be faced with reprisals since it was her who "humiliated the Great Dragon of Kyushu". But it wasn't going to occur during the week with the town still filled with capes from out of town. The whole Endbringer truce really saved the day here. That would leave 3 weeks before Levioshit came by to rain on the parade.

  In that time, she had to improve and for her to duplicate herself. As of now while she could escate against lung quite evenly, she could not do that for long before her chosen drawbacks came back to bite her in her peach. She could not do so now as it would just provoke the Endbringer volunt-.

  Her train of thought was cut as the pleasure welled up inside her. Her cock throbbed between Yuri's new Perky DDs and some of her ejacute pumped into her mouth, puffing up her cheeks as some of it spilled from her mouth and nostrils before she managed to aim the rest into the half full bucket and into the next provided one nearly filling that with the st rope of cum from this orgasm.

  The drone paused then took both buckets instead of the expected one. The maturation cycle of a xenomorph was very quick but even though she wasn't built with tinkering in mind she was still facing the same issues one would expect from them.

  She needed helpers to help build her hive, but she needed helpers to help tend to the newly born. She found it frustrating, and she was very tempted to breach the forbidden line and start turning her family tree into a family loop especially with how well-endowed and curvy the Squealer-morph turned out. She watched as the busty 7ft xenomorph used her long dexterous fingers to work on some mechanical issue that Sherrel instructed her to do earlier. Watching as with each motion of her arms and torso the Bouncing boobies jiggled enticingly. The fat dumpy, so tempting to spank and watch it rip-

  She broke herself from that line of thought, for many reasons, the greatest thing being her fear of what would happen if a wombburster was formed from a xenomorph. There are things best kept unknown.

  But she had pns that needed to be made and things to be thought out.

  Eleven potential clones/extra lives before Leviathan hit BB if that was even still going to happen. The potential capture and pacification of Simurgh... which would require her to go up there to pluck the Chicken since she mistakenly set her arrival time way after Simurgh hit Canberra. Not too much of an issue since she could withstand LEO but still a hassle.

  Golden morning wasn't going to be a thing since the golden man got lobotomized by her choices, which now that she thought about it, what WAS Cauldron doing now that Zion wasn't going to end the world? She knew that future Endbringer attacks were going to be far worse now that he was only saving kittens from trees or some such nonsense. Would Cauldron do something helpful now that their main problem was non-existent? "Nah, those chuckle fucks can only manage doing something productive by accident." She accidentally said aloud.

  "Hmm?" Yuri's questioning hum vibrated down Xena's cock causing her to erupt with a loud moan. She managed to swallow the first rope with a mighty gulp then, like before, aiming the rest into a prepared bucket. Yuri could effectively survive from her Xeno batter forever and Xena honestly didn't see any other major purpose for the ex-trafficker for the foreseeable future. Maybe... use her apartment for its appliances and move her here full time?

  While this warehouse was a known thing to the Merchants, they were such a non-issue it wasn't even funny. Xena had read many fanfics that tried to make them a legitimate threat, but they were as poorly managed as they were in canon. Sure, abducting people and forcefully getting them addicted to their drugs was bad and for normal civilians they are a threat, but that same shit could be done in any world or city no matter the era or genre.

  They're barely holding on as is due to Squealer being able to run the drugs, but even during their peak in canon they weren't better than a metaphorical boil on the blighted city. The merchants could have taken advantage of the countless homeless veterans that were scattered throughout the homeless popution, but the druggies had long since burned out any proper intelligence from the copious amounts of hardcore drugs they were on.

  Adamina Mustain, like many drug addicts, had so much potential that has been thoroughly and irreversibly squandered. Sure, Xena could have used her sexual healing on her like she did on Squealer, but unlike with Squealer, Adamina's potential looks, nor power held any weight in the Xenomorph's eyes. Even in this AU world she was a fleabag degenerate scum sucker. Only real difference was that Adamina looked like a washed-up crack whore instead of just a normal crackhead, Pistachio teeth and all.

  Xena knew she wasn't a good person, she knew she was a massive fucking hypocrite and incredibly vain, but even she wouldn't touch Skidmark. Even if she had the power to fix just about every con she mentioned.

  Some things were beyond the effort required to fix even if it was simple.

  Xena brushed her small hands against her chest and found that she was still ctating. She had a brilliant idea.

  "Rebecca!" She called out into the garage.

  From across the rge space, she saw the cyan colored furry ears perk up over the hood of the car the Squealer-morph was working on. She plodded around the significantly taller hybrid before jogging over, her still nude body enabling her breasts to bounce with each step. She stood at attention before Xena and the still working Yuri, her work having enabled the drone to reinforce a significant amount of the warehouse.

  "Rebecca, I need you to make a pumping system to capture my milk. Best we start doing it now so that we won't have an issue when more women get added to the family. It also makes a great alternative to food for them."

  "Hm!"

  The small nod and ear twitches were adorable as the Gremlin ran off to get to work building her mistress something new, her 4 mechanical tentacles waved behind her in some weird facsimile of a Naruto-run.

  Xena Squeezed one of her breasts and held Yuri's head down as she finally managed to deep throat the 16ins of girl-cock. Her throbbing intensified before another whorish moan escaped from Xena's lips as she wasted a bucket's worth of her Rubber-Sement into the Asian's stomach causing her to bloat before finally being forced off the massive cock. Yuri fell onto her back coughing up spunk and rubbing her very full tummy.

  Xena took out Yuri's modified clothes out of her inventory except for the skimpy crop top for which she had a devious pn. She tossed the clothes sans shirt onto a tool bench next to the now groaning woman before with a flip of an internal switch, the 15ft tall xenomorph queen began to shrink.

  When she was done, she spoke to Yuri as she started to put on her clothes.

  "When Sherrel returns let's go and clean your pce."