Optius Prine booted up for the first time that day. Robots can't dream, but he imagined he could, and by god were they fabulous. He had dreamed of prancing through a field, hand in hand with DeathScythe, large, metal hands running across polished chrome asses, alloy lips a quiver. He decided that he would make his fake dreams come true today, and would ask out DeathScythe. He skipped to his house, butterflies in his stomach. He thought of his words, but his mind was to fixated on what may come sexually. His motorized chane dick rubbing agaisnt deathscythes plasma dick, spurting oil out on his chrome. Thinking about it made him leak a little fluid, and as he robot blushed he crossed his legs and walked akwardly towards the his house. Before Optimus knocked on the door, he amde sure to tuck his rubber robo-cock back into it's slot, to make his intentions not imediately known. DeathScythe opened the door, dripping oil from his muscular , toned chassis. Optimus had not even knocked on the door, it was like DeathScythe gad known, like they were linked by fate. "Hy buddy," DeathScythe said, his glowing orbs of sexual glee slowly moving up Optimus' body, and back down, admiring wht he was witnessing, "come on in." As soon as optimus walked in, he felt weak. He noticed that the door had an EMP sdensor array on it. He passed out, looking at deathscythe looming over him. He woke tide with chains to a vibrator bed, covered in grease. He looked around and saw deathscythe in robo-latex suit and a barb wire whip in hiis hand. His divk was out, and was larger than optimus had thought. Optimus wanted it so badly,and came a little thinking about what was going to happen.] "I've wanted you for so long...", Optimus whispered, meekly, his deep voice still seeming to boom in the cramped torture chamber. "Sut up, slave!" DeathScythe screamed, cracking the barbed whip against Optimus' bare ass. It was stuck in the air, and now glowed a faint red from where the whip had hit him. The whip was not only barbed, but also made of molten metal encased within a beam of pure light. "You talk when I say you can talk, whore." Deathscythe then took his dick and wrapped the barbverd whip around it, and aimed for optimus's ass. He thrust it in, as optimus cried and moaned out of pain and ppleaser. He wanted more, to bleed hbis oil blood, and his dick was so throbbing that he couyldnt hold it. "You cum when i tell you too, robo slut" Deathscythe yelled, and thrust into hbim hard, making oil blood squirt out. Optimus screamed with pain and pleasure, not sure which emotion should take precedent, but he didn;t really care either. Everything felt so good, so right, in that moment, that he didn;t even knowtive DEatchScythe's cock-pit opening up enside his own robotic asshole. The machine became lifeless as his pilot stepped out. "I have you now, fool!" the miysterious pilot cLLED from within Optimus. W"Who are you?!" he screamed, enjoying the feeling of the pilot's tiny boots inside of him, but terrifyinged of who it might be. "IT is I,...KORRA, the avitar! But im not only korra, i have fused with bender the robot! And with his bending powers and my avitar powers, i will bend you a new asshole!" But how, oh is that possible?!" Optimus screamed to his colon. Korbendar answered "Its simple really. We met one night for drinks, and one thing led to another, and we started fucking. The might of my orgasm shot fire from my pussy, and fused us together. We then melded minds, and are now one! I can now bend metal, the most formidable bending-power known to robot-kind." As if to show Optimus it's benidng power, Korbendar rearranged Optimus' insides so that his ass connected to his dick. Korbendar then poked its head out of Optimus' dick, and he was disgusted at what he saw. Benders body was intact, but now Korra's midsection and head hung from Bender's crotch. Their legs were fused into one. Korbendar looked like some fucked-up Total Recall reject.
