Benezia grabbed at the arms of her chair, steeling herself as she swallowed the thick, rich liquid pouring into her throat. For a moment her steely disposition broke and she let out a groan, squirming slightly until she felt the cold talons around her neck, caressing like that of a lover.
"Now now, let it go down easy," Saren whispered to her softly, his flanged voice almost a purr. "I'm told the humans adore this...chocolate. Put into nearly every dessert they make. But you've never had it straight up like this, haven't you?"
Pushing her feelings of repulsion (and that unsettling feeling of desire that wasn't her own) to the back of her mind, she looked up at him through the feeding tube as she redoubled her endurance, not meeting his gaze with any emotion at all. Saren was unphased, and he leaned over her, his hands traveling down to her chest.
A soft buzz made him recoil as a garbled electronic voice echoed from the comm system of the base. Exhaling in frustration, he straightened out and reached over to remove the latch on the feeding tube, Benezia reacting with a curious tilt of the head.
"We shall...resume later," he remarked cooly, pressing a button to turn off the feeding machine and striding away. The moment the door shut, Benezia collapsed in her chair with an exhausted sigh of relief, clutching at her temples. It was getting harder and harder to resist the forces surrounding her, and the headache from the overwhelmingly sweet substance was not helping matters. Compliance at least meant she got to do these sessions from a proper seat and not an operating table, but that didn't mean Saren was relenting in these bizarre feedings.
Pulling out the tube, flecking the humans' wretched chocolate down her lip, she got to her feet with less grace then expected, sending a sudden chill down her spine. She wished she could have said she was just woozy from the sweetness of that chocolate, but Benezia knew better as she looked down and saw how far her middle bulged out, the uncomfortable tightness around her dress, the weight on her legs as she stepped forward. Saren's machinations were bearing fruit; she was getting fatter, and alarmingly quickly. The question of whether or not playing along would ruin her perfect figure had already been settled, it seemed.
She was making it more perfect.
No, no she wasn't! She braced herself against the chair and took deep breaths, staving off those intrusive thoughts and feelings. The mission. Think of the mission. Do your duty. Her mind calming, she drew herself up to her full height again, brushing smooth the stretched surface of her dress and strode out of the room, giving the feeding device a wide berth.
It was easy enough to find Saren again in the command center of this hidden base, and she settled neatly back into her role as a shadow as he communicated with Geth and mercenaries to enact his plans. Ignoring the occasional growls from her stomach as it tried to digest the huge meal, she waited for a chance to play some of her cards.
"...we found the parts you need on Voxin real easy, but there's a human colony already there, claiming salvage rights," one roguish mercenary reported in, apparently from a great distance seeing how distorted his hologram was. "You got a game plan for us?"
"The humans are merely an obstacle," Saren surmised with a wave of his hand. "Raze the colony to the ground and take what you need. The Alliance will assume it was the batarians."
Benezia blinked and stepped forward immediately, remembering the substantial human population of that particular colony. "If I may, Saren..."
He turned around to snap at her, but cooled down at the gentle touch on his shoulder. "...what is it?"
"Attacking a colony is risky at this stage, when alerting the wrong people to our presence could risk this operation," she reasoned. "Negotiating for the materials would be far simpler. Our holdings can cover those costs easily enough, and it would not draw attention." She dared to smile. "The humans are such simple creatures, they wouldn't think to suspect a simple trade of anything.
The mercenary, very much a human, looked annoyed at this last line, but it made Saren stew a little, tilting his head back and forth. After a while, he seemed to relent. "Hrmm...they wouldn't, would they..." He turned back to the hologram. "Open negotiations, I'll put you in contact with one of our accounts."
Benezia's subtle smile hinted at the utter triumph she was feeling right now as she faded back into the background. Stomaching, both figuratively and literally, the strange feedings that Saren was forcing on her was bearing fruit. He was starting to relent on his violent ways and consider other options, even without her subtle manipulations to try and keep him on a better path. It was a risky move, hoping that succumbing to his strange whims would make him more pliable, but by the Goddess it was paying off. She might just make this work!
Her triumphant feeling faded as she came around to find Saren leering at her again, finished with his messaging. He offered his hand. "Shall we?"
Returning to her stoic demeaner, she placed her hand in his, being led back to the feeding room. Before they reached the door though, he stopped her and turned her around.
"But before we continue..."
Benezia looked up to see a large mirror had been installed along this wall. She didn't have time to wonder where it could come from before her heart jumped into her throat upon seeing her reflection.
She knew she'd been getting fat, but...she had no idea it was this bad. She sported a double chin already, her bulging cleavage already overhanging the top of her dress, and her upper arms already soft and flabby. Staring in utter disbelief, she reached down and rested her hands on the pillow-sized soft mass around her middle, pressing her fingers into it like it was a sandbag. Saren's talons joined her hands as he appeared over her shoulder.
"Look at this progress. You've made quite the hog of yourself, haven't you?" Saren teased her belly button, visible underneath the tight fabric of her black dress. "That's another animal native to that upstart species' homeworld. A reckless beast, known for gorging itself on everything put in front of it. Suits you."
Benezia's lip quivered at his touch, making her notice the chocolate still clinging to it. It was starting to scare her now...not how disturbed she found his words...but how ENTICING they sounded.
"Now this..." Saren's talons grasped at her bulbous backside, almost eliciting a gasp from the Matriarch. "Would be more then enough for any man, but for me?"
He leaned in and whispered in her ear. She closed her eyes, trying to fight the voices in her head...
"I think we can do much better."
Reaching up, he took the dollop of chocolate on her face and helped push it past her lips. Feeling herself being led back to the feeding room, she didn't know what scared her more; the fact that he wasn't stopping in his mad scheme to fatten her up...or that she couldn't remember why his scheme was offensive to her.
Yet as Benezia was strapped back into the feeding tube to finish off her chocolate, she felt more in control then ever. Her plan was working. And perhaps if she navigated the spectre's deranged fetish well enough, she could get exactly what she wanted...
Soft Power: Benezia powers through and makes Saren kinder, even as she gets larger. Mission accomplished?
Hard Power: Saren slips back into old habits as Benezia starts getting too large to fight back. Was she outplayed?
Over Power: Benezia finds Saren much more of a pushover as she gets bigger. Can she be both large AND in charge?
Take Power: Indoctrination sinks its claws into Benezia before she can pull Saren back to the light. Will she succumb to enormity?
Free Power: Free choice, as expected!
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