Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, they are owned by Hasbro. Dagger, Slasher, Shredder, Poison, and Curdler are my creations. This is based in the Transformers Animated universe, and a very unexpected bot has quite the nightmare. This does contain slash and m preg. No like – no read. This is strictly a fan fic. No flames or harsh comments. Constructive criticisms welcome. Enjoy!

Lockdown found himself pinned down on a berth. He tried to move but was unable to move much, if at all. Something was off, as Lockdown found that he was tied down with chains on each of his arms and each of his legs. And then Lockdown looked down and realized that not only were his legs chained in a spread eagle position, his interfacing cover had been completely removed, exposing his overly sensitive cable and port. Lockdown had struggled and struggled to break free of the chains, but nothing was happening. And since he was tired and he heard someone approaching, Lockdown settled down as he realized he had been captured. By who, Lockdown did not know, but he hoped it was only Prowl and/or Jazz playing with him, but that is not what he got.

A shadowy figure appeared as the door to the torturous brig opened, but there was not enough light to let Lockdown know just who or what was coming in to take advantage of him. But as Lockdown watched in horror, as his body saw the dark figure, his cable became hot, stiff, throbbing and thick. Lockdown did not want to react in that fashion, but his body was not under his control at the moment.

And soon, the shadowy figure came closer, and Lockdown swore as he realized just who is tormentor was. Lockdown wanted to scream and holler and run away, but Lockdown's own body refused to listen to him, instead gyrating lustfully for the approaching mech whose Cheshire cat-like smile burned deeply into Lockdown's processor. Lockdown wanted to fight it, but the longer the bot stood by and began to touch the trapped bounty hunter, the more the trapped bounty hunter wanted to fight the lustful gyrations that his body was doing, as if his body was desperate to get this evil bot to take him straight to overload as only this bot could.

Megatron smiled as he watched the unwilling bounty hunter respond as programmed to his presence. It had taken months in tracking the worthless bounty hunter down, but thanks to following Jazz and Prowl, Megatron had finally managed to capture the worthless bounty hunter. Megatron ran his hand along Lockdown's sensitive thighs, at just the right pressure causing the restrained bot to moan in unadulterated bliss, even though Lockdown wanted nothing to do with this.

And then, deep inside, Lockdown began to panic as he felt his aft port paneling retract as well and he was moved into a slightly different position, being held up by his wrists. And once that was complete, another bot came in, a smaller mech but no less threatening. Megatron smiled as this mech approached as they both knew exactly what they wanted out of their captured bounty hunter.

Lockdown was worried when he saw who the second bot was as the second bot approached. Of all the mechs or femmes it could have been, it was one that he, Lockdown, hated the most – Starscream. And while Starscream approached, Lockdown was flabbergasted as he began to wiggle his aft in hopes of getting the cheeky seeker to enter his aft port. Lockdown could not believe the things his body was doing, especially since Lockdown had no control. And as Starscream got closer, Lockdown watched as Starscream and Megatron locked lips, turning the horny bounty hunter on even more.

And once the kiss broke, lockdown could feel the disgusting hands of the cons running all over his sensitive armor. And the part that Lockdown hated most was that he could feel his out of control systems warm up and yearn for the disgusting touches. And then things got even hotter, as Megatron planted a kiss on the bounty hunters neck while Starscream used his tongue to tickle Lockdown's interfacing port and cable. Lockdown swore deep inside as he heard his own cooling fans kicking on as he felt his body prepare to interface with these two disgusting bots.

And then as the sensual rubbing and kissing continued, Lockdown felt it, as it had been forever since he had let himself be penetrated. And while Starscream wrapped a hand around Lockdown's hardened, throbbing, hot thick cable as the seeker penetrated the bounty hunter's aft port, causing Lockdown's body to find pleasure, but his mind to scream and swear. And as more lustful moans escaped unwillingly through Lockdown's sensitive lips, Lockdown felt something hit him even more – as Megatron stuck his very thick, hardened, throbbing stiff cable up Lockdown's virgin front port, causing Lockdown's body to completely surrender to the two bots that were molesting him with pleasure. All the while his body enjoyed the intense ministrations, Lockdown's mind was screaming NO NO NO! But there was little that Lockdown could do.

Soon, Lockdown looked on in horror as he could see his chest plates move apart. He knew what was next, as he knew deep inside, there was no way Megatron would bond with him. And then it came, the spark merge, and overload surged through all three bots, Starscream and Megatron both overloading into Lockdown while Lockdown shot his load onto the floor thanks to Starscream redirecting the bot's still stiff and throbbing cable. Lockdown swore inside, as he had seen the colors change, indicating that he was pregnant. Meanwhile, Starscream and Megatron just smiled sadistically as they continued to manipulate the bounty hunter as much as possible.

Fast forward nine months and lots of special sessions, Lockdown found himself on a berth, interfacing cover stiff off, but belly extremely large, as he had been carrying quintuplet sparklings through to full term. Lockdown screamed and swore but it only came out as grunts, as Starscream and Megatron watched the pregnant bot give birth, the first three born were seekerling mechs. One was Black and Red, named Dagger, the second was white and silver and named Slasher, and the third seekerling was white, purple, and silver and was named Shredder.

Then came sparkling number four, a helicopter like Megatron, a Silver, black and white mech and was named Poison. The last one was the hardest, as no one yet knew it had a hook for a hand, just like its mother. And soon the ugly little femme was born, a car like Lockdown with Blood red coloration with black and silver stripes and was named Curdler. Lockdown watched as all five took to Starscream and Megatron, leaving the "bleeding" mother on the berth swearing and fading away unless helped. Lockdown was fearing he would slip away into the abyss when….

….Lockdown woke in a cold sweat, shaking and trembling, as the nightmare was so intense that not even laying between his loved ones Prowl and Jazz made him feel better. Soon both bots woke up as they felt their sparkmate shake intensely. Prowl and Jazz gently calmed the bounty hunter down and the three gently interfaced, making Lockdown forget that the awful nightmare ever happened. Lockdown, having calmed down, looked at his two pregnant sparkmates and went back to bed, hoping to dream of the little ones that his sparkmates were expecting soon.