A/N: Morrison's quite the cute one, I realise. It's a shame she never got the attention she deserved, being overshadowed by the likes of New Jersey during her debut event. Understandable why, but it's still a shame.

That aside, do enjoy some wholesome lewding~

Mister Bear

As of late Morrison had started to date.

That in and of itself wasn't the biggest surprise in the world. While Ship-Girls stayed on base and had to contend with murderous Sirens and nasty weather events, they still had their own wants and needs, including companionship. Thus, a number of Ship-Girls had already met someone and were either dating or, in the case of a lucky few, wedded. Be it to a base mechanic or an off-base human who they'd met a bar; it had become commonplace enough that it wasn't really a surprise to hear.

Morrison however wasn't the most confident girl out there. So when she was dragged along to bars or clubs by her sister-ships and friends, hooking up with guys was often an embarrassing ordeal laden with stutters and shy apologies. Thankfully her luck wasn't totally down the drain and she'd already hooked up with two guys thus far, though the first one only lasted a week before he had to be deployed elsewhere and the second one was amicably broken off after a month or two, when they realised they just weren't a good fit.

She was happy there was no hard feelings, of course... though, as dating became an increasingly-frequent part of her life she had a particular aspect she was nervous about. Sex.

She wanted to do it. She was eager to try it. But she was also conscious of the fact she had zero experience and had only the most basic of knowledge about it, mostly from her sisters who mentioned it to her in passing about their own experiences. The last thing she wanted to do was hook up with a guy, maybe take things back to his room wherever it may be, or to end up trying to give him head and make a total mess of it, and not in the lewd way.

Thus, her solution was simple. Take Mr. Bear, her trusted and loyal animatronic companion, and give him the necessary 'upgrades' so that she could practice on him. It wasn't too difficult, as he was already combat-capable and she just needed to make some small changes, such as removing his claws for blunted talons that were good for gripping but not sharp enough to hurt, give him a bit more hydraulic fluid in his limbs... and, of course, also build him a dick. That had been the most embarrassing part, requiring she look at a biology diagram to figure out the inner workings and connect it to the internal tanks that would hold his 'cum' which, since she wasn't able to replicate it, she substituted it for a harmless sticky white fluid that mimicked it perfectly, down to the supposedly-bitter taste.

All in all, it took just two days of work over Friday and Saturday until she was finished.

And on a Sunday afternoon, she found herself leaving the theoretical, and going into the practical part of the 'demonstration', if it could even be called that.

''So that's the deal, Mr. Bear.''

With rosy cheeks Morrison finished her explanation, hands folded shyly over her front and awkward little fidgets twitching through her limbs, unable to stay still when she admitted what she'd done to her friend. The yellow robot bear stood on the peach-coloured carpet before her, barely even reaching her knees in height, but she wasn't bothered about that. He more than made up for his lack of height with his newfound 'equipment'.

After a long silence punctuated by the occasional hiss or mechanical clank, Mr. Bear bobbed his head, agreeing – not that she thought he would disagree. Regardless Morrison broke out into a wide smile, nearly chirping her thanks had embarrassment not closed her throat up, freezing momentarily as she wondered what she should do next. She knew skipping straight to the action wasn't the best of ideas, according to Aulick... so perhaps some foreplay was in order?

'...relax.' Morrison told herself, consciously drawing in a breath and exhaling. 'It's just Mr. Bear.'

Nodding at that Morrison lowered herself down onto her knees. The movement sounded so much louder in the silence of her small bedroom, the white walls warmly-lit by the sun spilling through the window just behind her, the warmth tickling her nape. She pushed the thought from her mind though and beckoned Mr. Bear closer, the robot obeying as he trudged over with smoother movements that he would normally display on the battlefield, thanks to the upgrades to his limbs.

When he was close enough Morrison grasped his underarms and gently lifted him up, her heart beating quickly in her chest as she leaned in – and then kissed him. His lips weren't suited to kissing but the motion helped get her more in the mood, so she pecked him on the lips a little more, feeling more confident with each one. After several long moments though she craved more, prompting her to keep him up with her left hand whilst his right slid down over to his crotch area, palming at the metal.

CLANK

And with a metallic sound a panel slid back, allowing a large, girthy cock to spring out, limply hanging forwards. Gunmetal grey in colour and with a bulbous mushroom-shaped tip the sight of it alone made her blush, and for a moment she could only just stare at the marvel she'd crafted. Slight movement from Mr. Bear though told her he wanted her to act, earning a flustered apology from Morrison before she grabbed his metal cock, stroking it a little.

She was rewarded with a hiss-like sound from Mr. Bear. She wasn't quite sure if it felt like pleasure to him but she knew it was undoubtedly a 'good' sound, encouraging the slender Destroyer to stroke his metallic cock more. She lowered him down onto her lap so she could move her hand easier, bobbing from base to tip and marvelling at how the metallic cock swelled slightly in size, soon pointing upwards and twitching slightly at the base, enticing her to grip said base and squeeze it every so often.

''Does it... feel good?'' Morrison whispered just to fill the silence; blushing at how lewd her question sounded.

Mr. Bear made another hiss sound, the noise not unlike expelled steam, but it drew a smile from Morrison all the same. Whispering her thanks she released his cock altogether and held him by his underarms once more, raising him up until his large cock was at equal level with her mouth. Blushing at its imposing size Morrison took a moment to gather her breath, calming herself... before she leaned in and kissed the tip.

Another pleased hiss came from Mr. Bear, emboldening Morrison and prompting he to plant a couple more kisses over the mushroom-shaped tip, working her way down the underside of his cock and tickling it there too. She was quick to go back to the tip though, licking the smooth metal several times and leaving it gleaming with her spit – before in a moment of boldness she opened her mouth wide and took the tip in her mouth.

''Mmph...'' Frowning cutely Morrison adjusted her hold on her bear companion before gradually pulling him closer, accepting more and more of his girth between her pale pink lips.

A slew of pleased hisses and clanks escaped Mr. Bear, telling of his pleasure and fuelling the confidence inside Morrison, knowing she was doing good. It was that confidence that prompted her to take two-thirds of his large cock into her mouth, the tip tickling the back of her throat when she slurped back along his shaft to the tip; bobbing herself rhythmically back-and-forth along his metal cock, uncaring of the taste of her own spit and just focusing on making her companion feel as good as possible.

With each bob of her head she took him in a tiny bit deeper, wincing a little as the tip probed at the back of her throat, but she stubbornly kept going even when her gag reflex threatened to trigger – until eventually she deep-throated him, taking his entire length inside her mouth. Part of his cock went down her throat and blocked off her ability to breathe, the sensation sending a shudder down her spine, but she held him there for a good few seconds in some half-hearted attempt to widen her throat, as if it'd make it easier to suck his dick.

In the end though the need to breathe superseded whatever half-cocked plans she had in mind, prompting her to suck back up to the tip so she could breathe. ''Haah... hah... it's so thick in my mouth... maybe I made it too big...''

Shaking off the thought Morrison started to take him in again – when Mr. Bear surprised her with a flash of assertiveness, suddenly grasping her head and plunging himself all the way down. Her nose was squished against the curved metal of his stomach but Morrison had little more than a second to grunt in surprise before Mr. Bear yanked his hips back, and then plunged back in. Using his newfound manoeuvrability to its fullest the animatronic bear eagerly rocked its hips back and forth, face-fucking Morrison even as the auburn-haired girl fell back slightly, the back of her head against the edge of her bed.

''M-Mmph! G-Ghk, guh, mgk-!'' With wide eyes Morrison held onto his hips, but didn't push him off – frozen in place as her best friend shoved his cock down her throat, letting her feel how it throbbed and pulsed, the reason making her wide eyes grow to their limit-

-right as Mr. Bear made a sharper hiss, and a thick gush of artificial cum spewed down her throat. Morrison grunted, a shudder spasming up her spine as she quickly swallowed it, but it was made much more difficult when the animatronic bear continued to thrust his hips back-and-forth, pumping rope after rope of sticky cum over her tongue, down her throat or even getting some of it on her teeth; making a total mess in her mouth that left Morrison moaning.

Until soon his 'orgasm' ended and the Destroyer pulled him back, inhaling a sharp breath the second she could breathe freely and immediately breaking out into coughs when she swallowed some saliva; one hand coming to her lips to wipe off the little drips of cum that were escaping. It took her but a few moments to successfully swallow the load in her mouth and clean up the rest with her tongue, gulping it all down with a grimace when she tasted the bitter additive.

''Bleh...'' Reaching up she massaged her tender throat for a moment before frowning at her companion. ''Mr. Bear, you didn't need to be so rough.''

The animatronic bear rubbed the back of its head. The cuteness of the action, in direct contrast to its intimidating appearance, made Morrison's displeasure immediately evaporate and be replaced by wry fondness.

''D-Don't worry, I forgive you.'' She said, coughing briefly. ''Just be gentler next time. Anyway, now we should... um, do it. For real.''

Mr. Bear perked up even as she set him down on the bed, her face growing rosy as she turned to face him, standing with heels together. The Destroyer hesitated for a solid second before banishing the thought with a firm shake of her head; both her hands going to her waist and undoing her skirt in seconds, loosening the blue cloth until it fell around her ankles; exposing the pink panties she had on underneath. She left them on for now, opting to pull her white top over her head and toss it to one side, her collar and thigh-straps also coming off bit by bit until she was left stood in just her pink underwear, her small but prominent bust easily evident.

Biting her bottom lip Morrison played with the hem, glancing about to make sure nobody was peeking... before she reached behind her back and unclipped her strapless bra. It came off embarrassingly easily and she tossed it to one side, reflexively about to cover her boobs before she realised the pointlessness of it. Instead her hands fell to her waist, digging into the waistband of her pink panties before peeling them down her legs, bending over in the process before hopping back to her feet, red-faced as she stood completely naked before her companion.

''Um... I'll get on the bed now...'' Morrison meekly mumbled as she shuffled over, the air so cool against her bare body as she climbed onto the bed and shifted up to where the pillows were; allowing her to sit mostly upright and open her legs wide.

Without needing prompting Mr. Bear approached her, wobbling slightly due to the softness of the mattress but ultimately making its way over to her. Smiling shyly Morrison rubbed her pussy, teasing herself a little and biting her bottom lip at how good it felt – the slightest stimulation enough to make her toes curl and her breathing to hitch. When Mr. Bear nudged the back of her hand with his cock though she moved it out of the way, anticipation obvious as she watched him practically hug her groin and push his face into her stomach, his thick tip poking, prodding, slipping.

And then he was inside her. Morrison slapped a hand over her mouth just in time to muffle her startled squeak; her eyes wide as she felt her inner walls be pried apart by his thick metal dick. The saliva on his cock allowed him inside her easier but he was still pretty thick and she was generous with how big she made his cock, stretching her out in ways that her own fingers never could. The initial shock passed quickly though and a moan soon rolled off of her tongue, pleasure shuddering up her spine and spreading through her stomach as he soon filled her to the brim, only a modest spike of pain present but quickly lessening.

''Ahn... Mr. Bear, it's inside...'' Morrison breathed, petting his head. ''Y-You can move. But be gentle, please...''

The mechanical hiss Mr. Bear made was one of acknowledgement, right before the yellow bear pulled his hips back, sliding his thick metal cock partway out only to push it back in with equal slowness, fucking a trembling moan out of Morrison. It felt good; her pussy on fire as his shaft slowly but firmly pumped in-and-out, sending spasms down her tense thighs and making her push her grip the quilt on either side of her, pleasure becoming the only thing she cared about in that instant.

Pleasure that only grew as Mr. Bear got used to the motion. Though his motions remained gentle he picked up the pace slightly, sliding himself partway out only to drive back in with more force, bumping the tip up against her very deepest parts and fucking a soft gasp out of Morrison. Unable to control herself she put a hand on his lower back and pulled him forth a little, subtly signalling she wanted more. Mr. Bear silently gave her it; his hips thrusting forth harder and faster.

''Mm, ah, oh, ahh~'' His metallic body smacked itself against her crotch as he sheathed himself deep within her, scraping parts of her insides that made her muscles grow taut or break out into spasms; just breathing becoming a difficult task.

Biting her bottom lip Morrison rocked her own hips a little too. Not much, just enough to squeeze out a bit more friction – and she was rewarded as Mr. Bear threw aside any notions of gentleness and plunged himself into her almost hurriedly, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her cry out. The tip battered that sensitive spot repeatedly, shooting sparks of hot bliss straight up Morrison's crotch; her cries growing sharper and shriller even when muffled behind her hand, unable to be quelled as she was railed so mercilessly.

Her pussy clenched around his shaft, tight as a vice, but that did little to stop the metal cock from ramming in-and-out of her formerly-virgin pussy. Mr. Bear grabbed her hips as he moved, his face never leaving her stomach as he put his entire effort into simply thrusting inside Morrison, her walls becoming slick with her own want and easing him inside her even more, the eager thumps of his tip against her innermost pats pushing her close to the edge.

''Yes, ah, don't s-stop!'' Morrison gasped, tightening up. ''Almost there, I'm almost there, I'm- o-oh- AH!''

Morrison's orgasm hit suddenly, and hit hard – her slick, slippery walls clamping down on Mr. Bear's cock so very tightly. So tightly in fact that the animatronic couldn't hold back, managing just one last thrust before he erupted inside her; spewing thick gushes of artificial cum across her inner walls or pumping it directly into her womb; the foreign sensation pushing a fresh gasp out of Morrison. However with Mr. Bear's firm hold on her hips she couldn't push him off even if she wanted to, left whimpering and at his mercy as her animatronic bear creampied her completely.

After an unknown amount of time the bear relaxed, loosening his hold on her hips before pulling out. Moments later a thick deluge of artificial cum drooled from Morrison's quivering pussy; earning a moan from the Destroyer as she poked a finger inside herself, feeling his seed leak out and entirely unaware that Mr. Bear's load was far in excess of any human. She did add a lot of fluid to his internals, after all.

''Ahh... it feels really thick...'' Morrison mewled, pulling her finger out and wiping it dry on her bed. ''Oh no, it'll stain the sheets... um, where'd I leave the tissues...?''

Mumbling to herself the Destroyer shuffled past Mr. Bear towards the end of her bed where her dresser was; a box of tissues present. However as she moved Morrison was unaware of how Mr. Bear's eyes tracked her intently, his gaze settling on her small but shapely butt as she moved – his eyes gleaming with intent. And without making much noise at all the robot moved behind her just as she reached up to the tissues – and then jumped onto her rear.

''Ah?!'' Startled Morrison flopped onto her front. ''H-Hey, Mr. Bear, what- eek!''

A surprised squeal fled Morrison's lips as Mr. Bear pushed the tip between her folds and unceremoniously penetrated her once more. The Destroyer had little more than a second to process that before the animatronic swiftly began fucking her from behind, his thick cock scraping between her sensitive walls and fucking a surprised moan out of Morrison. Coherency returned to her swiftly, her cheeks blazing red, but there was little that could be done to stop her moans.

''A-Ah, M-Mr. Bear, stop~'' Morrison whined tightly, her lips pursing together as his cock bumped up against a sweet spot several times in a row – and seconds later her resistance all but evaporated. ''Mn, j-just be quick then...''

Mr. Bear took her permission with a healthy dose of liberty – his quick thrusts escalating into something far rougher as he put every ounce of energy into his hips, pounding Morrison from behind and clapping her ass with each thrust. The Destroyer in question could only clutch at the bed sheets and do her best to hold back her moans, the traitorous sounds escaping her regardless and filling the bedroom with her lewd voice.

She was still sensitive after her last orgasm, and being prone-boned into the quilt did little to ease how intense it felt – every thrust setting her nerves alight and his cock-head thumping against her cervix eagerly, like he was trying to plunge straight through it and hit her womb. The embarrassingly lewd thought made Morrison shiver, her back taut and glistening with beads of sweat, the sunlight spilling over her fair skin and highlighting how it arched or tensed.

'Ah... his body is hitting my butt so hard... maybe I should've given him furry skin instead of metal...' Morrison thought dimly to herself, her own breathing sounding so very loud in her ears when she was getting pounded raw.

However in that moment she voiced no complaints, releasing only a slew of whimpering moans as his thick girth speared inside her, stretching her in ways that still felt so very novel compared to her own fingers. The fervour with which he moved, the way his cock bumped up against her innermost parts like a battering ram, feeling the leftover, sticky cum cling to his cock as he pistoned in-and-out of her creampied pussy; all of it felt way too intense for Morrison who was still new to sex.

Coupled with her heightened sensitivity and she struggled to hold on; her right hand clasping over her mouth and muffling her whining moans, her small butt smacked by the robot's metal body as it moved faster and faster, pushing its motors and hydraulics to its limits for the sole purpose of pounding her formerly-virgin pussy. Morrison loved it, her eyes screwing shut and her face burying itself into the sheets, her breaths thinning out into raspy gasps-

-when her second orgasm of the day hit and she cried out – a sharp, short sound mostly muffled by the bed. Her vaginal walls clamped tightly around the metallic cock, squeezing him even as he kept railing her raw, heightening her pleasure for several intense seconds and culminating in an explosive finish as Mr. Bear slammed inside her one more time and came, flooding her baby chamber with cupfuls of artificial semen, so profuse and hot that it felt like her pelvis bloated slightly to accommodate the sheer amount of load.

However, in his haste, Mr. Bear overloaded himself.

A fact Morrison realised as he pulled out and shot thick ropes of cum over her butt and up her slender, taut back, his cum boiling-hot as it spurted up her skin. The Destroyer squeaked and rolled onto her side, only serving to get ropes of cum up her ribs and across her small breasts, several long spurts reaching up and hitting her face as the bear just kept cumming, his metallic cock like a fire hydrant as it spewed sticky white seed all over her front.

''M-Mr. Bear-!'' Morrison sat upright, only serving to get more cum on her breasts and stomach; much of it missing and making a mess on her bed. ''Um, hold on!''

Weak-kneed from her orgasm and mind foggy with pleasure and panic Morrison did the only thing she could think of. She pushed her metal companion onto his back, straddled him, and impaled herself onto his cock – shuddering as he spewed his cum inside her instead. She felt it spurt and splatter inside her, so hot it stung a little, but Morrison shamefully found it more arousing than painful; whimpers turning into moan as untold amounts of cum filled her.

It wasn't until another ten seconds straight until the torrent slowed, and then eventually petered out into nothing as the last of his 'reserves' ran dry, leaving Morrison whimpering as she lifted herself off his thick cock. The moment she did so a thick splat of cum fell down onto Mr. Bear's torso, followed by more thick drops or dribbles that ran down her inner-thighs. Not helping the situation was the many layers of cum on her stomach, chest, back and face, some even having gotten on her thighs and butt in the chaos.

'Maybe... I gave him too much in reserve...' Morrison blushed to herself, running her fingers through the artificial semen and scissoring her fingers apart, admiring the sticky strands that slowly snapped. 'Then again, I didn't know how much he'd need...'

Gazing down at her companion – who had shut-down temporarily to prevent further damage – Morrison had only one thought.

'...worth it though.'

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