Succubot
"Chapter: Chain of Power"
Megatron onlined his optics, unsure of what had just transpired. All he could remember was being blissfully intertwined with that striking femme Cinder and showing her precisely what made him the leader of all Decepticons.
He tried to move his arms, but an aggressive humming halted any such action. Megatron was fully online in an instant. He glanced up at his arms which were shackled by the purple energy bonds of the Nemesis brig. The warlord grimaced, growling deeply as he attempted to break free. But he found his chest and legs to be firmly bound by the same bonds.
"You should know you can't break those energy bonds." Starscream's ironic reedy voice stated. "They were designed to your specifications after all."
Megatron's optics snapped up and balefully glared at his treacherous Second in Command. He might have known Starscream was responsible for this outrage! But when he looked up his anger was dimmed by what he beheld. Starscream was right in front of him chained in a similar fashion. His snap judgment of Starscream being his jailor proved to be false.
"Starscream! What is going on?" he demanded.
"How should I know? I came online only a few Astro seconds before you." the jet Con snapped.
Megatron looked around angrily, "Whoever is responsible for this treachery will suffer!"
"It must have been that she-devil Autobot I captured!" Starscream snarled.
"What Autobot?" the warlord narrowed his optics.
"She tricked me."
"An Autobot tricked the great Starscream? What a surprise." Megatron sarcastically grumbled. "Why didn't you report this captured Autobot?"
Starscream scowled at his leader but didn't answer.
The warlord's optics reduced to dangerous slits, "Oh… you IMBICILE!"
"What? Me?!"
"I know precisely what you did! If YOU hadn't let your intimacy circuit control your puny mainframe, we wouldn't be in this predicament!" Megatron snarled.
"So this is my fault? HA! Then I suppose YOU weren't thinking with YOURS when you invited that femme onto the ship?" Starscream retorted with a sneer.
"What?!" Megatron's optics widened.
Starscream grimaced, "Oh don't play stupid now Megatron! You were sparking for her port the moment you saw her!"
Megatron snarled and strained against his bonds, "When I break free I'm going to turn you into titanium dust!"
"Oh yes. When you break your unbreakable energy bonds you're going to show me."
Megatron instinctually tried to shut Starscream's mouth with a well placed fusion blast, but the bonds halted his wish. He aggressively strained against his energy shackles, but no matter how much his powerful form protested he couldn't break them. He eventually stopped with a dangerous snarl.
Starscream narrowed his optics, "Will you spare me your brutish displays? How are we going to get out of here?"
The silver leader activated his communicator, "Soundwave, respond."
If there was one mech who could free them it was Soundwave. But no answer came.
"Soundwave...respond blast you!"
Starscream rolled his optics, "Your communicator is useless. The brig restraints dampen any communication signal."
"Then what would you suggest we do?" Megatron snipped.
"Suggest? Now you seek my advice?"
Megatron frowned sourly, "Given my lack of options, yes."
The Second in Command returned the frown but said, "These are the best brig restraints ever designed to my knowledge. Their energy is directly fed and cycled through the main power core of the Nemesis. The only way we escape is if someone deactivates them from the bridge." Starscream sighed.
"I know how our brig restraints work Starscream. I want a solution, not an informative lecture!" Megatron barked.
"Fine! I have no solution you arrogant trash can!" the jet Con rasped.
"Then keep your trap shut until you do! I don't intend to listen to your screeching blather for another second."
Starscream lunged against his restraints, "And I have no intention of helping you escape when I do!"
Megatron clenched and unclenched his hands as he leaned into his restraints, just wishing for one arm to be free enough to grab Starscream's neck.
Suddenly, both mechs were suddenly startled by a resonating femme voice that sounded comprised of many femmes' voices, "Now, now boys, don't fight. You'll need that energy."
Starscream and Megatron looked up toward the ceiling. Six white optics were glimmering down at them from the shadows. Then dozens of other white lights began to glow brighter.
"Who said that?" Megatron shouted.
From the dark ceiling two long, tentacle-like cords descended, accompanied by dozens of smaller ones. The two big cords, lined with white lights, stretched down and touched the floor. They were a chrome color and tipped with sharp claspers. Very slowly the optics were lowered by the heavy cords into the dim light. Megatron and Starscream were awestruck as the figure materialized. It had incredibly long, powerful legs leading to a slender, deeply dipped waist. Divided by what looked like overlapping silver plating the thin waist converged under a wide set chest. From the wide chest sprouted four, long double jointed arms all equipped with taloned hands. Then the face around the unnatural number of optics appeared. It was clearly a femme face with delicate metal lips and a thin, stretched neck. The jaw line seemed unusually hinged, like it could open much wider than it appeared to. Atop her head were two ribbed projections that housed the pair of large tentacles. Dozens of smaller cords writhed about the back of her head like a cluster of excited snakes. The two mechs immediately noted her chest and hip area were brazenly sporting two separate Spark chambers, clearly exposing the pulsing life-force of the creature. Rather than blue, her "Sparks" appeared white in color.
When she finally touched down on her high spiked feet and pulled her large head tentacles up around her body, the two mechs realized she was taller than both of them.
She bent down slightly toward Megatron, her six optics narrowed in a soft way, "I have many names my dear Megatron. But you knew me as Cinder."
Megatron shook his head with disgust, "Impossible. You look nothing like her."
The tall creature smiled and suddenly her frame compressed and rearranged itself with an almost fluid-like transformation, presenting Cinder.
Megatron was stunned.
Cinder smiled widely and caressed the curve of his helmet, "I have many names AND many forms."
"I told you she was not to be trusted Megatron!" Starscream spat bitterly.
Her red optics shifted over to Starscream, "And you Starscream…"
Cinder's body shifted and contorted until the white, red, and blue jet femme stood before him. She reached out and ran her fingers over the vents on the side of his face.
"For you I was the shy, timid Autobot you so enthusiastically dominated."
Megatron snorted with a wry smirk, "How predictable that you would merge with a femme that looks just like you."
Starscream drew back in horror, "What are you?"
"Don't you know?" the white femme patted his cheek.
"You…you can't be…that's impossible." Starscream shook his head, not wanting to believe what his logic circuits had concluded. "She's nothing but a legend!"
The white jet femme returned to the original terrifying form, "Tell me, Starscream, who do you think I am?"
Megatron interrupted, "You know this creature?"
"I think…I think she's…the Succubot." Starscream hissed.
"Ridiculous! The Succubot is a myth propagated by superstitious old fools." Megatron insisted.
The Succubot leaned closer to Megatron, stroking the side of his helmet again with her two left hands, "I only became a myth because I've been in stasis for thousands of millennia. I was awakened when you Decepticons passed me in space."
"The asteroid…Astrotrain…" Megatron hissed, "That's how you got aboard my ship!"
Curling her razor-edged claws under Megatron's chiseled chin, the Succubot rattled, "Very perceptive. I believe you've finally solved the mystery of the fate of your Decepticons."
"So if you claim to be the Succubot, why haven't you devoured our Sparks?" Megatron asked challengingly; still not ready to believe this creature.
The tall femme-like being laughed gently, her multi-toned voice echoing, "Well, while you two were stunned in here I took the liberty of finding some "appetizers" to tide me over. I'm feeling very satisfied at the moment." Her long head cords reached out and sensuously caressed the two mechs' faces, "But don't worry. I'll have your Sparks very soon." She looked at each of the Decepticons pensively, "The only question is: whose Spark will I devour first?"
Starscream's optics began to dart nervously and Megatron grimaced.
The Succubot stared at both of them, optics resting on their forms, "Mmm. Such a delicious decision."
The Succubot smiled at them both with devilish lust. Her lower arms rested akimbo while her upper hands tapped her chin. As she contemplated, her two large tentacles slithered behind Megatron and Starscream's aft plates. The two mechs tried to arch away but the metal coils kept up their molestation, slipping betwixt their legs and over their crotch plates. The sharp claspers began tapping at their chest compartments.
Finally, Starscream couldn't stand the suspense any longer, "He's the supreme leader, eat his Spark!"
A sensual smile curved the Succubot's lip components as she coiled her tentacles around Megatron's arms, "Yes… he is."
She leaned closer to Megatron, drawing invisible circles around his broad chest panel while her two lower hands petted his deactivated fusion cannon, "A very strong, cunning leader."
Megatron grimaced again, trying to pull away from the Succubot's touch, "I may be the leader, but Starscream is the Supreme Air Commander; the pride of the Cybertron Military Academy."
The Succubot turned her attention to Starscream. Her head cords redirected and coiled around the Seeker's waist, pulling him up toward her as her hands reached out and caressed his wings.
"Mmm. I can see why." she purred, rubbing her exposed chest Spark Chamber against his cockpit.
Starscream flinched, mind wildly trying to divert her, "Well…Megatron was the best gladiator ever constructed. And he has no known weaknesses."
The Succubot's laughed as she began to nibble the vents on his head, "Oh, I could think of a couple."
"What about your record for speed and aerial combat that has never been surpassed by any mech, Starscream? OR the fact that no femme can resist you." Megatron continued, quoting his arrogant Second in Command's boasts.
"SHUT UP MEGATRON!" Starscream screeched as the Succubot laughed into his neck.
"WELL…" Starscream tried to think of something, "He's got a bigger circuit!"
Megatron's optics widened considerably, "And how the slag would you know THAT?!"
The Seeker grimaced, obviously caught in an awkward lie.
The Succubot's six optics glinted as a wicked smile curved her mouth, "Well there's only one way to settle that statement."
She released Starscream and before either of them could react she flipped open their chest compartments. She unabashedly reached inside and uncoiled their intimacy circuits.
Megatron's ruby optics flashed, "How DARE YOU!"
"GET YOUR FILTHY CLAWS OUT OF THERE!" Starscream shrieked.
Megatron and Starscream both averted their eyes, not wanting to look at each other's intimate parts.
But the Succubot was drinking in the sight, "Hmm. Well, well. I see Primus blessed you both."
Megatron growled with incensed fury, "I demand you return my dignity back to its rightful place!"
The Succubot's tiny head cords writhed through the air around her head with what appeared to be excitement, "Oh? You demand?"
"Yes I do." the warlord said defiantly.
The Succubot leaned in closer to the warlord. She purred, nuzzling the underside of his chin. Her smooth lips tickled down the sturdy struts of his neck and then she bit him with the sharpest dental plates he'd ever felt on his metal hide. He drew in air through his vents.
He snarled, "Get away from me you vile beast!"
She smiled into his optics. With utter confidence her four hands each found a section of his thick circuit and began to rub.
Megatron darkened his optics, setting his jaw, "I will not submit to your disgusting advances. Return my dignity to its rightful place!"
"But of course mighty Megatron." the Succubot purred.
Opening her mouth the Succubot extended a long tongue-like wire and fondly coiled it around his circuit. It slithered around the heavy cord, tightening as it went.
"NO. Stop this immediate—OH—ly" Megatron's body spasmed with the first overload.
The corners of the Succubot's mouth curled up as her "tongue" stroked him with great vigor. Megatron shuddered slumping on his shackles with a ragged growl. She smiled at his reaction, rubbing the thick wire against her Spark chambers before letting it dangle. Her "tongue" uncoiled from his circuit and slid up the warlord's body, over his Spark chamber, and across his face. With a slow retraction her eyes flashed.
The Succubot fondled his mechness lovingly, "Oh…forgive me Megatron. You wanted it returned to its rightful place."
Her optics boiled with so much lust they could've faded the purple from the Nemesis walls. With a forceful thrust she inserted the circuit into her white, glowing chest Spark. Megatron groaned, his head lashing back against the wall as she overwhelmed him with wave after wave of overload. She pressed into him roughly as her four hands groped his frame, finding sensitive wires under his panels and rolling them between her claws. Megatron couldn't suppress his groans of rapture. His usual level-headedness crumbled beneath the crushing overloads. The Succubot kept him connected to her chest and whirled around to face Starscream. The Second in Command hissed defensively.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!"
The Succubot narrowed her optics under his rasping voice. She took his chin and made him face her.
"I know how to silence that handsome mouth of yours." she purred.
She all but slammed him into the wall as her lips merged with his. Starscream's engines whined with protest as her wires pushed through his lips and invaded his mouth. Her wires adhered to all points inside the Seeker's mouth and suddenly zapped him with a strong shock that swept his pleasure receptors up in a tornado of bliss. Though he tried to fight, the hot, crackles of pleasure directly hitting his mainframe were more than he could resist. His wide optics dimmed, almost accepting the deep mouth interface. The Succubot cupped his face in her hands before pulling out her "tongue" and licking the Seeker's cheek—from chin to helmet crest.
"Mmm. You ARE tasty."
"NO! No I'm NOT!" Starscream interjected.
The Succubot sent a shock into Megatron again through his circuit to gain his attention. He arched with a growl.
"You both are very delicious."
She focused on Starscream again. Her head coils snaked all over his body reaching into every crevice and joint to fondle his sensory wires.
Starscream clenched his mandible, "No! NO! Get away from me!"
With her mouth she took his circuit node, saying, "Don't be frightened my prey…I know you'll enjoy this."
She gently compressed the tip with her lips before drawing it in. Starscream's optics flashed and his mouth opened but no sound came out. With every ridged meter she took, Starscream's wings vibrated and his fingers curled. Her dental plates tenderly applied pressure and completed a powerful electric current. Starscream's helmet whipped back and bashed the wall as he unleashed a euphoric screech. She let his circuit fall from her mouth and arcs of electrical current sparked from his joints.
"Aww. Did you enjoy that?" she warbled.
Starscream was a trembling mess of overload as he slumped on his shackles. The Succubot laughed; a chillingly evil sound. Both of the most powerful Decepticons ever to soar the skies and touch the ground now sagged on their restraints, too worn out to stand.
Megatron was surprisingly recovering even though he was still connected to her and being periodically shocked. He lifted his head, teeth bared as his vents clicked rapidly.
"Well, well. Aren't we the resilient one?" she purred, lifting the warlord up with her powerful coils. "I do believe you've made up my mind Megatron."
The Succubot's chest began to glow with the radiance of a new star. Every light down the length of her tentacles brightened. Like striking snakes the small cords on the back of her head extended toward Megatron and stuck to his face, his chest, and his helmet. She closed her optics and began to feed.
Megatron lashed against his restraints, trying to fight her, trying to break away but he was trapped. Like water leaking from a broken bucket his Spark drained down through his circuit into the Creature of Pleasure. A deep resounding purr of contentment shook the walls as the Succubot fed off him. She drained him like a vat of warm chocolate batter, savoring every drop of him until his optics went dark and his powerful frame went slack.
The Succubot shivered and pulled away from Megatron's shell. Starscream was gasping for cooling air as he looked up to see the fate of his leader. It was an odd moment. He didn't know whether to panic or to celebrate.
A low laugh from the creature startled him out of his stupor, "Well. I suppose that makes YOU the new leader of the Decepticons."
He felt himself smile briefly but then grimace when she laughed coldly, "Pity there are none left for you to lead."
In an instant she leaped into him, sucking his essence from the source. The Air Commander's screams rang chillingly throughout the Nemesis, awakening the last remaining Decepticon on board.
A/N: Damn, my Succubot is an evil beast. Now there's just one little Con left…and one chapter to go. Is this the end of the Decepticons?