Bunny : When you interface with a gestalt, be careful to not impregnate him. Because, well, it's not just one person who will end up 'expecting'.
"What do you mean, they are all 'pregnant'!
Dsclaimer : I own nothing, not even the idea for this story.
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The Seekers and Coneheads were happy, they were very happy.
"Hey, let me go!"
They had gotten a hold of Swindle after he had sold them a false med kit only for it to fall apart in their servos immediately after the transaction. They had turned around in time to see Swindle rejoin the other Decepticons. But he had forgotten one important thing, never con a Decepticon or more precisely a Seeker or Conehead Decepticon.
"Onslaught! Brawl! Help!"
So they had waited, waited for a time where he was alone and far from his Gestalt members before striking.
"L-Let me go! Please…"
Sadly it had to take place in the deep bowls of the Nemisis, but it was where there were no working cameras to catch them.
*whimpers and screams*
And now they were – what the fleshies called – raping him.
"Hey, it's my turn with him!"
Fortunately for them, and yet unfortunately for him, they had been in a sort of heat when they struck, so their revenge not only made them happy but relieve a nuisance in their lower areas.
Now as Swindle lay curled up on the floor in front of them whimpering and covered in dents, they couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
Though Swindle did not share their feelings. He had come down this way to check on his inventory of items to sell, when they had jumped him. He had believed they were going to beat him to a pulp like the others did or destroy his wares. So when they had tied him down and had their way with him he didn't know what to think other than how unbearable the pain was when he screamed.
Rebooting his optics and glancing upwards he caught sight of Acidstorm and Sunstorm reaching down for him. Whimpering he curled up even further unaware that was what they wanted. "No more no more."
"Now Swindle if we did that how would this have been a punishment?"
Quickly they grabbed his legs causing him to scream even further and once again block the bond with his gestalt members. Before he could regain thought one of them slapped a servo over his mouth bringing a muffled scream out of him while the other untied his servos from where they'd been tied up, only to tie them up behind his back.
"Now were set."
Before the two could get started though there was a knocking on the door to the room.
"Swindle, come out of there right now! It's time for combat training!"
It was Onslaught! And from the sound of things Blast Off was with him! Swindle would've cried from happiness if he wasn't already crying from pain.
There were curses from all the Seekers and Coneheads around him as they suddenly went scattering for hiding places.
Before he could smile though he was suddenly picked up and held face to face with Thundercracker, "Listen and listen well. If you tell anyone and I mean anyone we will return and do worse, and we will know, understand?"
He nodded his head so fast that he thought it would fall off. Satisfied Thundercracker went off to hide with the others.
Then the door opened.
"Swindle! What did you do this time!"
"I angered some Decepticons again."
As Blast Off went to untying his servos Onslaught spoke, "Slag it Swindle when will you learn?"
And carefully the two lift Swindle off the floor and dragged him to the med bay, but if either of them had paid attention they would have noticed traces of lubricant in Swindles lowers extremities.
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Hope you all like, and please if you have any ideas as what the gestalt should have personality wise while their carrying please tell me. This is what I've come up with, if you can think of anything better please tell me.
Brawl : more violent than usual
Blast Off : constant Moodswings
Vortex : constant groping
Swindle : reserved, not trying to sell things
Onslaught : crying coward
