Tali Takes The Easy Way - part 2 (Pixiv Fanbox)

One month had passed since Tali decided to go overboard with the krogan steroids. A private training facility had to be built on the remote planet's surface in order to accommodate her immense body. Even so, the purple-skinned girl didn’t stop there. The reinforced alloy walls curved outward, bulging slightly from the constant pressure of the giant being that lived inside. The structural engineers had guaranteed it could withstand orbital bombardment, but they simply couldn’t guarantee it could withstand her. Tali'Zorah stood—if "stood" was the right word for a being of her magnitude—in the center of the main chamber, a giant, hangar-like room with heavily enforced walls and resistance pillars. At thirty-two thousand pounds of pure, striated, vascular muscle, she had long since ceased to be merely "large”. She was on a completely different level now. You could almost say she was a geography, a living mountain range of hard, quivering flesh that somehow continued to obey the commands of the small Quarian head mounted atop its colossal shoulders. Her arms hung at her sides like wrecking balls attached to crane cables. Each biceps was the size of a ground vehicle, peaking into impossible mountains of brawn. Her forearms were thicker than tree trunks, veined so heavily they looked like topographical maps of river systems. Her hands could palm a Varren without trying, and end its life just as easily. Her chest was dominated by breasts that had become something else entirely—massive orbs of dense tissue, each the size of the original Normandy's escape pod, resting atop pectoral muscles that could easily stop missile barrages. Her nipples, thick as her own thighs once were, constantly leaked milk onto the floor below, forming small puddles that maintenance drones dutifully cleaned. Between her legs, her clit lay like a sleeping beast—twendy feet of veiny, hyper-sensitive tissue that pulsed with each heartbeat. It twitched occasionally as she thought about her next injection, sending small tremors through her entire frame. Not only that, but her nipples and clit were even more sensitive than before, and a few small touches could make her cum instantly.

Beside Tali’s expansive, wall-like back stood a dozen or so pumps which hummed continuously. They connected to different injection points all over her frame via medical tubing, slowly and steadily pumping Krogan-grade steroids into her day and night. The facility engineers had refined the process and diluted the mixture to something slightly less apocalyptic. The compound wasn’t as strong, but it served as a constant stimulation to the Quarian’s extreme anatomy. "Meek", she called it now, though any normal being would have been vaporized by just a small quantity. "Just a little more…" she whispered to herself, her voice still carrying that electronic warble through her modified vocoder. "Just a little..." The fluid burned through her veins—that familiar volcanic pleasure-pain—and her body responded instantly. New muscle fibers knitted together across her already overloaded frame. Her quads, already thicker than support columns, split into even more distinct heads. Her glutes surged backward, forcing her to adjust her stance as her center of gravity shifted. "Yessss..." she hissed as another orgasm rippled through her. At her size, even minor releases caused shockwaves. The facility's walls groaned and the equipment rattled. Her clit throbbed violently as she came for probably the thousandth time, her hungry cunt spraying fluid across the chamber like a tidal wave. She came and grew, and her body visibly expanded yet again. But when the growth subsided, even when she'd added perhaps another few hundred pounds to her already incomprehensible total, Tali found herself... unsatisfied. The current compound worked well as an aphrodisiac, but she yearned for the real thing. She wanted the hardcore version, the one that made her like this in the first place. "I need the real stuff again. The good stuff." she said to herself with unrelenting determination.

Shepard and Liara had visited regularly over the past month, partly out of concern, partly out of morbid curiosity, and partly because Tali insisted on showing them her "progress." With every passing day, the visits had become increasingly surreal. This time, they found her in what passed for a seated position—her massive form making the reinforced steel floor groan under her weight. Her gigantic clit rested on the floor before her, a fleshy monument that pulsed wildly with every breath she took. "Shepard. Liara." Tali's vocoder buzzed with something that might have been excitement. "I need your help." Shepard, who had seen endless horrors across the galaxy, some of which were able to completely break lesser beings, was still struggling to maintain composure around Tali. "What kind of help, Tali?" The two were completely in awe each time she moved, took a breath or even swelled right before their eyes. "I need you to find me more Krogan-grade steroids. But I want the original stuff. I've been using diluted mixtures for weeks, and it's not enough. I need the real stuff…" she said in a way that tried to hide the fact that she was desperate. "No." the reply came instantly and bluntly. The word hung in the air. Liara's eyes went wide as Tali's massive form seemed to still, every muscle going rigid at once."Shepard…" Tali said slowly. "I don't think you understand. I need this…" she insisted. This time, her voice showed desperation."I understand perfectly. You want more of the stuff that turned you into... this. And I'm telling you ‘no’. We're not helping you destroy yourself." Sheperd said with authority, his body looking absurdly tiny next to Tali's massive bulk. "Destroy myself?" Tali's voice rose. "Look at me! I'm magnificent! I'm powerful! I'm everything I ever wanted to be!" The Quarian felt exactly like that time she tried to take the ‘slow’ route towards building her body.

"You're a walking biological catastrophe." Liara said gently. "Tali, your bones should have snapped under your own weight a thousand times over. Your heart should have burst. The only reason you're alive is that Krogan serum that fundamentally rewrote your biology in ways we still don't understand. Adding more could…" she stopped abruptly. "Could what? Make me bigger? Make me stronger?" Tali's massive hands clenched. "THAT'S WHAT I WANT!" she shouted as a wave of milk unexpectedly shot from her giant breasts. "The answer is no, Tali. We're not helping you find more. And frankly, I'm not sure anyone would sell it to you anyway. You're already beyond anything anyone's ever seen." the commander concluded. Tali stared at them for a long moment. Her enormous clit twitched, slapping against the floor with a wet sound. When she finally spoke, her voice was small—the voice of the young Quarian who had once struggled with five-pound dumbbells. "...Meanies." Shepard blinked. "Tali, you're thirty-two thousand pounds of solid muscle. You can't just—" Liara grabbed Shepard’s arm, stopping the commander from going further. "Perhaps we should give her some space." the Asari murmured. "Let her process this." Shepard nodded. As they left, they could hear Tali muttering to herself: "Mean! So mean! After everything I've done for them... Meanies!" Tali had to think about some other solution. She spent the following night cumming and growing, but also thinking. As soon as the orgasmic bliss ended for a few moments, she knew what she had to do. She would have to send a message to her people and ask for help. For that, she would use the built-in communicator inside her helmet.

Tali's message to the Quarian Fleet took six hours to transmit, simply because she had to keep pausing to ride out orgasms triggered by her gargantuan muscles. By the time she finished, she had added another few hundred pounds through involuntary growth spikes. Her breasts leaked like two white waterfalls, while the pool of juice between her monstrous legs was growing faster than the drones could clean it up. To her delight, the response came faster than expected. "Tali'Zorah?" Admiral Raan's face appeared on the display. Her expression turned into a mixture of shock and barely contained excitement. "Is this... is this real? These images you sent?" the Quarian asked with genuine curiosity. "I'm real, Admiral." Tali shifted, causing her breasts to wobble massively. "And I need the Fleet's help." Right in that moment, a drone hit her throbbing clit, and Tali came unexpectedly. "What you're describing..." Raan glanced off-screen, apparently consulting with others. "You're saying this Krogan serum transformed you into... this. And you want us to synthesize more?" The word ‘more’ made Tali twitch. "I want US to be better. We can be stronger than all the races. This compound can take all Quarians to this level and even beyond!" The silence that followed was deafening. Tali watched Raan's cycle through multiple reactions—shock, disbelief, calculation, and finally, something that looked remarkably like ambition. "Do you have any idea what this could mean for our people? For generations, we've been weak, our bodies frail. We are dependent on technology just to survive. If what you're saying is true—if we could change that—" Raan said slowly. The galaxy would never look at Quarians the same way again." Tali's voice buzzed with intensity. A moment of deep silence followed. "Send us everything. Every piece of data, every sample you can spare. The genetic readings, the serum composition, your growth records. Give us everything, and we'll see what our best engineers can do." Raan replied. Tali smiled behind her mask. "I'll send it immediately."

The transformation of an entire species does not happen overnight, even with Krogan-grade steroids and Quarian scientific genius working together. But six months was enough to achieve something truly remarkable. The Quarian scientists had outdone themselves. Working from Tali's blood samples and the remnants of the original Krogan compound, they had engineered something new and extremely powerful. They called it Q-Roid. This was a targeted steroid compound designed specifically for Quarian physiology. It promised all the growth of the Krogan original with a highly reduced risk of death. The first volunteers were the young and the desperate—Quarians who had always felt the same weakness Tali had felt, who dreamed of being conquerors of solar systems. They took their injections in sterile medical bays, usually surrounded by nervous scientists and hopeful admirals. The results were simply staggering. Within weeks, the first wave of transformed Quarians emerged. They grew not just in muscle mass, but in every way imaginable. Their frames expanded, their bones thickened, their very cellular structure got rewritten by the compound's aggressive effect. Male Quarians found themselves gifted with cocks that grew exponentially alongside their humongous muscles—thickening, lengthening, becoming veiny monuments of masculine power that matched their new physiques. Female Quarians developed just as Tali had, their clits becoming massive, hyper-sensitive organs that throbbed with every heartbeat. Some developed both, becoming futas of impossible proportions, their bodies encompassing every aspect of the lewd transformation. By the three-month mark, the first wave averaged fifteen thousand pounds each. By six months, they had caught up to Tali's original thirty-two thousand and showed no sign of stopping there. The fleet became a floating city of titans. Corridors had to be widened several dozen times, floors and ceilings had to be reinforced. Entire sections of ships were converted into "growth chambers" where Quarians could ride out the orgasmic waves of their transformations without damaging critical systems. They also created “mating chambers” where male and female Quarian Titans would use their massive endowments to take their species to the next level. The mating sessions were so extreme that some ships actually got destroyed by the thundering orgasms the participants produced. The sound of the fleet was no longer the quiet hum of machinery and filtered life support from before. It was now the constant, echoing chorus of moans, screams, and the wet sounds of massive purple bodies feeling the effects of ecstatic growth. Tali watched it all via regular updates, her own form continuing to expand as she benefited the most from the new formula. At fifty thousand pounds, she had to abandon the private facility and move to a dedicated location on the planet's surface. It was a reinforced bunker originally designed to house dreadnought-scale ordnance. It got retrofitted with dozens of pumps specifically made for Tali’s special needs. At one hundred thousand pounds, she stopped counting. The numbers had become meaningless. What mattered was the feeling—the constant, building pressure of new muscle forcing its way onto her frame. The endless cycle of growth and orgasms had become her entire existence.

The reinforced bunker groaned with every breath Tali took. It fact, Tali’s deep breaths had pretty much become the planet's new heartbeat. Her arms had become architectural marvels. Each biceps, now the size of a small cruiser, peaked so dramatically that the skin stretched translucent over the underlying striations. When she flexed—which was often, as the sensation alone could trigger orgasms—the muscle fibers bunched into distinct, layered heads that cast shadows across the chamber walls. Her triceps hung beneath like massive slabs of warm marble, each head larger than the vehicles she once repaired. Veins as thick as industrial cabling snaked across the entire expanse, pulsing visibly with each thunderous heartbeat. Her chest defied description. Her pectoral muscles formed an armored plate so thick it was simply impenetrable. Her breasts sat atop this foundation like twin moons—each one a massive orb of dense tissue, the huge areolae impossibly dark against her purple skin. Milk leaked constantly from nipples thick as her own torso once was, the white streams forming rivers down the mountain ranges of her endless sea of bulk before pooling at her base. The engineers had installed a drainage system specifically to handle the gallons produced daily. Between her legs lay a veritable monument to her lewd desire. Her clit had grown into a veiny, hyper-sensitive column of flesh nearly thirty feet long, resting on the reinforced floor like a sleeping leviathan. It twitched constantly, responding to every surge of steroids going through her system, every thought of growth, every memory of the pleasure that had brought her here. When fully aroused—which was always, given the constant chemical stimulation—it swelled further, the sensitive head darkening as blood engorged the already-massive tissue. Her labia had thickened into fleshy cushions on either side, dripping continuously with arousal that required its own drainage system. Her back muscles rose in terraced ridges, each layer distinct and visible. Her glutes surged backward like twin continents, forcing her into a permanent slight lean. Her quadriceps split into heads so defined they resembled separate mountains, the veins between them forming valleys deep enough to lose vehicles in. Her calves bulged so massively that her feet—themselves now larger than skycars—appeared almost dainty by comparison. Six months of continuous growth had transformed the former Quarian engineer into something the galaxy had never seen: a living mountain of purple-hued muscle and excess. At two hundred thousand pounds, she finally felt ready to meet the two people who denied her what she always wanted.

Shepard's omni-tool pinged with a message from an unknown source. The message contained some coordinates and a single line of text: "Come see what I've become. Bring Liara. - T". The coordinates led them to a location on the planet where Tali had established herself, or rather, the Quarians had established for her. As their shuttle descended, Liara pressed her face to the viewport. "Shepard... is that a building?" No answer came from the commander. Below them, partially obscured by cloud cover, a structure rose from the landscape. It was massive—easily the size of a small city—but it didn't look like any construction either of them had ever seen. It was curved, bulging in places as if something inside was constantly pushing against its walls. "That's not a building." Shepard said slowly. "That's a containment structure." The shuttle landed at the designated coordinates, and they made their way through an airlock into... somewhere. The space around them was vast but filled with... flesh. Towering walls of purple muscle rose on all sides, veined and glistening, occasionally twitching with what might have been involuntary movement. "Tali?" Liara's voice was barely a whisper. The walls moved. It took them both several moments to realize what they were seeing. The flesh around them wasn't walls—it was her. They were standing between Tali's ludicrously large muscles. The "ceiling" far above was the vast expanse of her chest pressing against her shoulders and biceps. Tali struggled to shift her massive form in order to allow them to see her face, still the same size as before, tiny and cute in the muscle-filled canyon. "Shepard. Liara. You came." Tali's voice was a rumble that shook their bones. "What the actual fuck, Tali?!" Shepard's voice was flat, not scared, but genuinely, profoundly stunned." I asked the Fleet for help." she said as she flexed, and the muscles rippled like mountain ranges experiencing an earthquake. "They delivered. All Quarians are like me now. Thirty thousand pounds is the minimum. Some are bigger." With that last word, Tali dropped her massive clit right next to the two, making them fall of their feet. The impact of the pulsing pillar against the ground sent a shockwave throughout the whole planet.

"Tali, just how…" Liara struggled to speak as she got back up. "I'm three hundred thousand pounds now. I was two hundred thousand pounds a few days ago, but it took you way too long to get here. I couldn’t help myself. I had to have MORE." Tali said casually, as if discussing the weather. “The numbers don’t mean that much to me anymore, but for you, it’s easier to comprehend the extent of my being.” She was right, her for was truly incomprehensible. She was bigger than a mountain. She was an organic formation carved from nothing but hard, vascular, purple marble. Her clit lay before them like a fallen obelisk, fifteen feet thick and easily a hundred feet long, pulsing with each heartbeat. Her clit alone was strong enough to crush the ship they came in with a single blow. "I wanted you to see me." Tali continued. "You said no. You said you wouldn't help. But I found my own way. We found our own way. The entire Quarian people." Shepard and Liara stood in silence, dwarfed by the superior being before them. Tali's head tilted slightly. Behind her faceplate, her eyes glowed with unmistakable smugness. Shepard exchanged a glance with Liara, then looked back up at the titanic Quarian who had once been the smallest member of their team. "...Welp," Shepard said. "Shit." Liara nodded slowly. "Indeed." There was only one last thing Tali wanted to do: flex for them. And that’s exactly what she did.

The effect was instantaneous and catastrophic. Her biceps and traps surged upward like volcanic eruptions, the peaks climbing toward the containment structure's ceiling. Veins as thick as mass effect conduits darkened and throbbed, pulsing with steroid-laced blood that burned through her system like liquid starfire. "OHHHH FUUUUUCK YEEEEEEES!! WATCH MEEEEE!!" Tali's voice became a scream of ecstasy as her pectorals exploded. The massive slabs of chest muscle tightened and swelled, pressing outward against her shoulders with enough force to warp the reinforced walls. Her breasts, those twin moons of dense tissue, compressed against the expanding pectorals, milk erupting from her nipples in pressurized streams that carved trenches through the floor. Liara grabbed Shepard's arm as the ground beneath them shifted. "We need to move. Now!" They ran, scrambling toward the exit as Tali's body continued its explosive expansion behind them. Her lats unfurled like the wings of some impossible creature, spreading wider and wider until they broke through the containment walls. The reinforced alloy, designed to withstand orbital bombardment, groaned and buckled. Stress fractures spiderwebbed across the curved surface as Tali's back muscles continued their relentless outward surge. "CUMMMIIIING!!!!" Tali's scream shook the planet's core. Her glutes tightened, then expanded, surging backward and upward as new muscle fibers knitted together at impossible speed. The structural pillars nearest her posterior snapped like twigs, swallowed by the tidal wave of expanding bulk. Between her legs, her clit began to push outwards, lengthening and thickening until it too broke free out of the building. Moments later, the containment structure couldn't take any more. With a sound like the sky tearing in half, the reinforced walls broke and collapsed, exposing Tali's expanding form to the open air. Her muscles were quickly pouring out of the ruined facility like a tide of living muscle. Shepard and Liara emerged from a service tunnel just in time to see the last of the structure collapse behind them. They turned and looked. Tali was still growing, her muscles, breasts and clit so huge now that not an inch of the building was visible anymore. Her body rose before them like a new mountain range—living, breathing, pulsing with impossible vitality. Her biceps now scraped the lower atmosphere. Her chest rose and fell like continental plates shifting. Between her legs, her clit lay across the landscape like a fallen skyscraper, twitching and swelling even now as another orgasm ripped through her colossal frame. She probably passed four hundred thousand pounds of purple mass. It was impossible to tell. And yet, this was just a simple flex. Shepard and Liara continued to watch in complete silence.