AN: FINALLY ANOTHER FUTBUCKING CHAPTER. JESUSTITTYNACHOLIMPDICKFUCK.
PS: I'm Vulgar sometimes. Teehee.
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Inside Airachnid's Memories.
Airachnid Groaned slightly as she felt something on her faceplates, she swatted at whatever was bothering her and that seemed to end her torment but…it soon returned. This time with more ferocity.
She began to twitch as she remembered the psychotic mech off lining Downpipe than…..she felt their servos…..beating…..twisting….breaking….caressin-
Airachnid woke up with a terrified gasp in a small berth. Her optics looked down at…..at…
Downpipe looked up happily at Airachnid, it appeared licking her faceplates had woke her up.
Airachnid's optics began to moisten, she hugged Downpipe and began to sob.
"You're alive." Whispered Airachnid. "Oh Primus, your alive."
Airachnid began to happily laugh as Downpipe licked her faceplates.
But then Airachnid noticed his treated wounds.
Airachnid looked down at herself and gasped.
She had no armor on, her nude protoform was all that was underneath the soft steel wool blanket.
Airachnid also noticed that her wounds were treated as well. Even the damage from her spider leg being ripped out was tended to. Although it still hurt.
Downpipe looked up at Airachnid with a confused tilt in his helm.
"Where are we?" She asked. More to herself.
Downpipe slowly got off the berth as Airachnid looked around the small berth room.
It looked cozy in a way. Like the room belonged to someone, it definitely wasn't a berth room in a medical center.
Airachnid got out of the small berth and looked at her nude reflection in a mirror on the door.
Her wounds had been treated, yes. But she was still filthy.
The door suddenly opened and on the other side was….nobody.
This startled Airachnid, causing her to cover her 'private' areas with her servos.
She didn't see anyone though. Until she looked down.
Paul Kalkbrenner - Sky And Sand
Behind the doorframe on the right hand side Airachnid saw two Piercing red optics look up at her.
However as red as they were, they held no malice. Only curiosity.
Airachnid noticed that this was a Sparkling. A rare sight for her to see due to where she lived.
The Sparkling was dark grey with bright silver highlights. Its frame was thin with two little wing nubs on its back.
Airachnid's optics widened.
'A Seeker Sparkling? Here?' She thought.
The Sparkling was holding onto a small colorful plushy metallic doll, probably also made out of steel wool.
The Sparkling's other servo was occupied in that it had one of its digits in the Sparkling's mouth.
Airachnid and the Sparkling continued to stare at each other until….
"Sylvania!" Sighed a voice loudly.
'That voice.' Thought Airachnid. 'It's…'
"Close the door, you'll wake her-"
…
Tailgate stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the Femme staring at him from inside the room.
She was naked.
Well…if he had a nose, energon would be coming out of it.
What he did know was this. Airachnid had a mouth. And a scream definitely came out of that.
"SORRYSORRYSORRY!" Yelled Tailgate as he frantically waved one servo in front of him while the other covered his optics.
However by covering his optics, he couldn't see the furniture that was being thrown at him.
"YOU SLAGGER! HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY ARMOR OFF!?" She yelled.
Sylvania quickly ran behind Tailgate for protection.
"I didn't..." (BANG) "Take…" (CRASH) "ANYTHING OFF!" Yelled Tailgate in a frantic tone as furniture rained down on him.
"THE DOCTOR CAME OVER AND HEALED YOU!" Said Tailgate finally as he quickly grabbed Airachnid's wrists to stop her. Pinning her against the wall.
They stood there for a few seconds, Sylvania looking at Airachnid from behind Tailgate's leg.
Airachnid looked at the Mech's optics.
He wasn't lying.
But then she noticed she was still naked and now pinned to a wall with her servos above her.
"….Uhh" Whispered Airachnid, a small blush on her faceplates.
Tailgate soon noticed this situation as well.
"OH PRIMUS…..UHHHH…..IBROUGHTYOUSOMECLEANINGMATERIALSANDSOMEWAXYOUCANTAKEASHOWERIFYOUWANTITSDOWNTHEHALLTOYOURLEFTLETSGOSYLVANIA!"
And like that Tailgate scooped Sylvania up and high tailed it out of the room.
Airachnid had never seen a Mech move so fast in her lifetime.
Downpipe emerged from his hiding spot with a questioning whine.
"What just happened?" Asked Airachnid to herself.
…
Tailgate sighed in relief and leaned against the wall next to Airachnid's door, slowly rubbing his painful helm. Some objects she threw managed to hit him.
"Who is she?" Asked Sylvania as she looked up at Tailgate.
Tailgate blinked at Sylvania's question.
"Oh….uhhh." Tailgate scratched his helm with a chuckle. "She's…Just someone who I thought needed some help."
Sylvania smiled brightly. "Like me?"
Tailgate laughed. "Yes. Like you." He said as he rubbed her helm. "Now go to the kitchen and we'll start making some oil soup, ok?"
"Awww. But I don't like soup!" Whined Sylvania.
"I'll tell you what, if you eat it all, I'll give you three rust sticks for dessert."
Sylvania's red optics widened. As did her smile. "YAAAY! RUUUUST STIIIICKS!" She chanted as Tailgate put her down and ran as fat as she could to the kitchen. Her doll dragging behind her.
Tailgate watched her run off with a small smile.
'Oh slag!' He thought as he glanced at Airachnid's door. 'I better get her armor out of the cleaners before she washes herself.'
And with that… Tailgate hurried off to find her armor before another embarrassing moment occurred.
…
Screams. Pain. Fear. Death.
All of these things were happening around Overrev as he walked down a long corridor to his master's laboratory.
He arrived at the gigantic doors and pinged for entry.
"Who is it!?" Boomed a voice from the intercom.
"It is mwah." Replied Overrev in his cheery voice.
The voice didn't respond. Rather, the doors opened.
"Did you succeed?" Asked a voice.
Overrev grinned maniacally. "Nope. Master Shockwave."
Shockwave turned around and stared at Overrev.
"This is quite surprising coming from you." He said.
Shockwave than noticed Overrev's maniacal grin.
"(Sigh) I should have known though. The rare times you do fail me, you always seem to be happier than usual."
"Gee…" Said Overrev. "…I don't know that you're talking about."
"I'm not stupid you fool….you enjoy pain. On a sexual level." Deadpanned Shockwave as he turned around and continued working on a dissected Autobot soldier. "You want me to punish you don't you?"
Overrev's engine roared in arousal. "Y-yes." He said 'breathlessly'.
"I want you to tear me apart." He purred as walked closer to Shockwave. "Cut off my digits…" He whispered as he began to squirm. "Cut me open. Rip off my spike." He moaned as he began to grind himself against shockwave. A trail of trans fluid leaking down his thighs.
"Make me feel your anger." He said with finality.
Shockwave continued working as if he heard nothing.
"Very well." Said Shockwave.
Overrev's optics shined with joy.
"However…"
Overrev froze.
"Your pain receptors will be deactivated."
Overrev's optics widened. "N-no PLEASE!" He shouted. "I-I need it." He trembled.
"I want to overload to your anger…"
Shockwave just stared at Overrev's heated frame.
"This is your punishment." Said Shockwave.
Overrev roared as he felt the sensations leaving his body.
…
Airachnid peaked out of the berthroom and checked if the coast was clear. She heard voices come from the end of the hallway in another room. She looked back at Downpipe who was sleeping on the floor. She smiled and decided not to bother him.
She spotted the bathroom and quickly walked there before anyone saw her.
She was still nude and angry. Angry that she still didn't have her armor.
However her mood soon changed as she entered the bathroom.
Her armor was cleaned and neatly stacked on the counter next to the sink.
Airachnid looked around the small bathroom and noticed the cleaning supplies and a small container of wax inside the coolant shower.
Airachnid looked at herself again in a small mirror.
She really needed a shower. She couldn't even remember the last time she had one.
Airachnid walked in the shower and turned on the coolant.
As soon as it hit her protoform she let out a sigh.
This was relaxing.
After about half an hour she turned off the coolant and stepped out of the shower.
Her slender dripping wet frame, now clean, stepped in front of the mirror.
She now noticed all the scars her frame had after all the grime had been washed away.
She turned around and looked at her Spider leg wound which was healing up nicely.
She traced a servo down her backside, stopping at her aft.
She then turned back around and stared at her frame once more, still coolant formed beads over her smooth abs and breasts. She grinned and placed her servos above her helm. Tilting it.
A knock at the door shook her out of her 'activities.'
"We have oil soup and energon in the kitchen if you want any." Said the male Mech. "Grab some before it gets cold."
Airachnid stared at the door. Before muttering. "Okay."
…
Back at the Autobot base.
"What's going on?!" Asked Miko as Bulkhead blocked her view of the giant screen. "Lemme see!"
Bulkhead was blushing as he tried to keep Miko from seeing the 'nudity' in front of her.
Bumblebee was doing the same with Raf. Although unlike Miko, Raf didn't seem to care not being able to see. "C'mon Respect her privacy Miko." Said Raf.
Optimus stood emotionless with his Optics closed. Trying to have Airachnid keep 'some' of her privacy.
"What if something important happened?" She argued.
"Nothing did." Said Ratchet. "And besides. We've already 'seen' her privacy just by doing all this."
Miko stared at Ratchet. "A-Are you blushing?" She asked.
Ratched spun around. "DON'T BE RIDICULOUS!" He yelled.
"YOU ARE BLUSHING!" Yelled Miko in return.
Ratchet muttered and spun back around.
With a small blush.
Arcee looked on and sighed. "Mechs." She muttered.
She then looked up at Jack and froze.
Jack's optics were wide open. His jaw on the floor. His arms hung loosely on his sides.
Arcee twitched with anger and jealousy.
She clenched her servo and lifted her pede. Right before slamming it down on Jack's own.
"OOOWWWWW!" Yelled Jack as he was snapped out of his trance.
"ARCEE WHY DI-!?"
Jack froze as he looked at Arcee.
It was like she was surrounded with fire.
"What were you looking at?" She asked simply. Her optics ablaze.
"Nothing." Said Jack.
A little too quickly.
"Nothing huh?" Asked Arcee as she slowly walked towards Jack.
"This is too much Déjà vu Arcee. TOO MUCH DÉJÀ VU." He shrieked in absolute terror as soon at Arcee squinted her Optics.
"C'mere." Said Arcee. In a low menacing tone, a grin on her faceplates and a Single index digit wiggling for him to come to her.
"NOPE!" Shreiked Jack as he high tailed it out of the room, Arcee Hot on his tail.
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