Girls say, boys say, hey baby, hey baby, hey! I hate time travel, ages and such start to piss me off. They never match. Those pictures have one spoiler of my story though. Here's a question, is Piccolo a male or asexual? I think he's asexual. There was a female namek once but they edited her out of the show. The namek is still there holding a baby. So it makes you think. There are no Spawn fan fictions on this site. I've looked everywhere for some and I still can't find any. If you happen to know where some is, please let me know. I really want to read some… DDR!

"This is really talking Megatron."

"It's my version of talking. It's effective."

"Can't you just tell me without the hand gestures."

"Would you prefer something else?"

Samantha started to fidget. She didn't know what to do. He continued to explore her body. He still wasn't getting sick. Maybe Tarantulas was right. It was just some virus. It wasn't totally gone, it still nagged at the back of his mind, but at least it wasn't permanent.

"What's that on your leg?"

Megatron looked down. He didn't fully clean himself after his examination. He still had some stuff clinging to him.

"That's nothing. It's just something that happened when I was getting checked. I've got a virus. I just need some down time."
Samantha pushed him back towards her bed and had him sit down. He had to admit it was much softer than his. He liked where this was heading. Samantha placed and blanket on him. He was confused.

"You plan to hide your face so I can't see you when you scream out?"
"No. You need to sleep before we do anything."

"This is just torture. You've become more evil then when I met you."

"And whose fault is that?"

Megatron sat up and placed his hands on Samantha's hips. He brought her face up to his. "I deserved that. So, what am I to do while I lay here?"

"I'm not sure. But I have to go see Black Arachnia."

"About?"

"Something. I'm not sure yet."

Megatron kissed her forehead. "Well hurry back. I'm not letting you off this easy."

Black Arachnia welcomed Samantha into her room. Samantha stood in the center of the room.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Listen, I'm not trying to cruel when I say this but… you have to get laid. Both you and Megatron need it. Considering how close you two are this shouldn't be a problem."

"I've noticed that Terrorsaur needs to get laid but I'm not sleeping with him."

"I didn't say you have to Samantha. I'm just saying, maybe your methods aren't working on Megatron. I think you need a new approach. It'll help us all sleep better."

"Well… we almost slept together, but Megatron caught a virus. We had to stop."

"This should speed things up for you. Go and change into this. I'll wait right here."

Samantha went into the closet area of Black Arachnia's chambers. She looked at the outfit. It didn't seem allowable. She walked out with the outfit.

"Are you sure this is right?"

"It's sure to work on him. Just put it on and let's see how it fits. I made it myself just for you."

"Oh. I didn't mean to offend you."

"You didn't. Now let's see it."

Samantha went back into the closet and changed. It was a tight fit but still worked. She walked out to show her attire. Black Arachnia clapped.

"It looks good on you. But something is missing." She circles Samantha, looking for anything that could be improved. She went into her closet and came out with a hat. She placed it on Samantha's head and backed away to look at her.

"Maybe if your hair was in a ponytail." She seized nearby elastics and put one into Samantha's hair making a high ponytail then placed the hat back on.

"Much better. Wanna see what you look like?" She positioned Samantha in front of a body mirror. Samantha was shocked. She couldn't say anything.

"You're right. We need a second opinion." Black Arachnia tapped the COM on her chest. "Tarantulas get up here."

"What do you want this time? I've already been punished today. I'm nowhere near your room."

"I need your help with Samantha. Nothing bad will happen to you."

"All right. I'll be there in a few cycles."

Black Arachnia put Samantha back in the closet. "Don't come out till I open the door."

"I don't want anyone seeing me look like this."

"Trust me. It looks great on you. If Tarantulas doesn't like this look, then neither will Megatron and we can drop this whole thing. Deal?"

"I guess so."

Black Arachnia closed the door as Tarantulas walked in. He sat down on her bed.

"So where is she? You better not have lied to me."

"Relax legs, she's in here. Don't laugh or make fun of her. She's a little nervous."

Black Arachnia opened the door again and Samantha walked out. Tarantulas nearly fell backwards. He bolted right up.

"Are you serious!"

"Yes. What do you think of her? OH wait." Black Arachnia passed her a whip. It undid itself as it fell to the floor. "How about now? Doesn't she just look darling?"

"It's a bondage suit! Whom is this meant for?"

"Megatron."

Tarantulas fell over that time. "In case you haven't noticed, Megatron isn't into the kinky stuff. It freaks him out."

"But she looks so cute."

Samantha tried to fix her top.

"No Samantha. It's supposed to be like that."

"But it's constricting. It's like a leather bathing suit with knee high boots. These gloves are making my hands and forearms sweat."

"You'll get used to them. What do you think about the look Tarantulas?"
"I like it but Megatron wont. He'll run from her. He likes to be the dominant one."

Samantha put the whip down beside Tarantulas. She looked him in the eye. He fought the urge to look away.

"You think I should still try it? Just in case?"

Tarantulas took the hat off. He shook his head.

"I think you're too innocent for this. Maybe after you get laid. If you really want to try it, then be my guest."

Samantha looked at Black Arachnia. She nodded in approval. Samantha headed for the door. Black Arachnia draped a sheet around her. Samantha smiled, grabbed her whip then left.

"Megatron isn't going to like it. He's not into things like that."

"You never know. He may enjoy her like that. Which reminds me…" Black Arachnia got her toy out again and threw it at Tarantulas. "What did I tell you about putting Samantha down?"

"I didn't mean to put her down, I was just telling her the truth to save her from some disappointment."

"I didn't like how you put it."

"You going to punish me now?"

"Of course."

"I wish you'd get you fill of this and leave me alone."

Samantha proceeded to her chambers. She found Megatron sleeping on her bed. (He looks cute when he sleeps. It's odd) She tried to poke him so he could see her. His T-rex head moved and looked at her. That always freaked her out. Didn't matter if he was asleep or awake, that thing had a mind of its own. It rose up, making itself look bigger. She placed her arms in front of her body, trying to protect herself. It licked her cheek. She passed the T-rex head and sat on Megatron. He started to wake up. He looked up, still half asleep, and tried focusing on her. He saw the hat and freaked out, causing himself to fall out of the bed. Samantha wound up back on the bed. He looked over the bed, just exposing his eyes.

"Why are you dressed like that? I knew I'd end up having to fight for dominance again."

"It's not like that. I thought this might help."

"You thought or someone else thought for you?"

"Technically someone else thought of it for me but we haven't tried to hard."

"You left when I tried to get above you."

"Well that's different."

"How?"

Samantha opened her mouth but didn't have the answer. She had no idea why she stopped. Megatron got up and sat on the bed still keeping his distance. (I'm damning this writer's block. I've been stuck here for days) Samantha was tugging at her outfit. Megatron reached over to help her. She pulled away.

"I can handle this myself."
"I'm only trying to help. Why can't you ever accept that?"

"Maybe I don't want your help."
"So you were just using me."

"What if I was? What are you going to do about it?"

"Now that's the suit talking. Take it off now."

"Make me."

Megatron Lunged at Samantha for the first time in his life. He tried to pin her to the bed but she managed to sneak under him and pinned him down. Megatron struggled under her. She was immensely strong. He tried throwing her off but she had a good grip on his back. Megatron stopped moving. Samantha licked his cheek.

"How do you like it?"

"Not very, yesss."

"I like it up here."

"I'm sure you do."

Megatron waited for Samantha to drop her guard. He flipped over and had Samantha on his chest. She couldn't get out no matter how hard she tried. He licked her back.

"How do you like it?" She glared at him. "Let's take this off shall we."

Megatron pulled on the front of her leather suit. It didn't want to come off. Megatron had his hand on her back and felt straps. He turned her over and placed his leg on her lower back. She had crossed leather going up her back. He pulled on one of the straps. Samantha thrashed about. He took her out of her suit. She sat on him as naked as the day she was born. She had gone back to being shy. She ran and hid behind the bed. Megatron strutted over to her.

"Now, are you going to behave yourself? Or am I going to have to spank you?"

Samantha shook her head. Megatron held out his hand. Samantha just stared at him.

"I'm not going to hurt you. If you want…we can just sit here and talk."

But Megatron didn't have any intention of just talking. Samantha came out with a blanket. Megatron grabbed her, placing Samantha on his lap. She cuddled into him. It was like she was begging for forgiveness. Megatron stroked her. He slid his hand down her front. Samantha tried to jump up but was forced back down.

"You liar Megatron. You said we'd just talk."

"Now I'm changing the rules."

"Rapist."

Megatron let go of her. That one hurt. He was going to leave her alone when his temper got a hold of him.

"You think I'm a rapist! Have you EVER stopped to think of all the shit I've had to put up with because of you!"

"So then why don't you just sell me like the others do when they get bored of me."
"Maybe I will. You don't really seem to have much use anywhere else."

"You dare to say that after I spent a good portion of the afternoon fixing the computers so you can have the auto guns functional. You bastard!"

They glared at each other for a while. Then Samantha and Megatron were irresistibly drawn to each other. They both tried to hold themselves back but couldn't. Samantha literately jumped on Megatron. He held her up with one arm. He placed her back against the wall and started to pull her blanket off. They tried to kiss each other but were having difficulty with the removal of her covers, trying to stay at eye level and breathing. Megatron started to position himself so he could enter Samantha with the littlest of pain and friction. She pressed on his chest.

"Wait…wait. We're not ready."

"Samantha, you make me wait any longer…"

"We need lubrication."

"…Lube or no lube I'm still gonna fuck you one way of the other. Besides, you're dripping enough for 3 sittings."

Samantha looked down. He was right. She was dripping all her oozes down his legs. He looked at her.

"Very well."

Megatron smiled. It was about time. He was going to ravish her like an animal but decided to use a little self-restraint. He carried his little lover off to her bed. It was a lot easier for her then to use his. Samantha jumped out of his arms and hid under the covers. She was trying his patience. He rubbed her back through the covers.

"Come out. I promise I wont hurt you."

"You come under here."

"Samantha, you've never been this shy. Were… were you like this with any of the other men?"

Samantha poked her head out. Some hair was in her face.

"No. I've never been this in love with any of my clients before."

Megatron looked back down at her. He held her.

"I'm not a client Samantha. Think of me as a potential partner."

Samantha hid back under her blanket. He shook his head in amusement and followed. He approached her from behind.

"Men and coming from the back."

"You want me to be in the front?"

"No this is okay."

"Make up your mind."

He did exactly as he did the first time. He placed with her body a little bit before trying to enter her. He pushed Samantha into the bed and slowly entered her body. It was just as painful as the first time. He didn't stick all of himself inside, only the tip. Samantha put a pillow over her head. She was already crying out. Slowly, he would insert more of himself inside. Megatron grabbed her hips and as attempting to calm her down. He lifted himself up and let the blanket fall off his shoulders. He grabbed the pillow and threw it across the room. Samantha kept her face buried in the bed. He slid his hand forward and cupped her left breast. Samantha was whining.

"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to try and go a little faster now okay."

Samantha bit into the sheet under her. He could tell she was in pain, but the more they did this, the more she would open up and the easier it would be. He let go of her breast so to better position himself. As promised, he increased his speed gradually. He heard Samantha crying out in pain. He leaned over and talked to her while still moving.

"I can stop at anytime."
"I want you to enjoy this."

"I wont enjoy this, yesss, until you can handle this without pain."

"Megatron, I've had to handle men bigger than you before. But it doesn't matter because I'll never get used to it. Fucking you is like fucking a giant metal dildo."

Megatron stopped moving and stared at her. "Well thank you for ruining the moment. I can't help being what I am."

"Neither can I. That's what I'm trying to get at."

"You don't want to do this do you."
"I do. Really I do. I've been wanting this for over…" She stopped to think about it. "This is why I hate time travel. It's been a really long time. To long to even remember."

Megatron thought about that. It really hadn't been all that long ago that he met Samantha. She keeps talking to him like he was over a thousand years old. He ignored this piece of information again. He got Samantha back on track. He began to pick up speed again. (This sounds like a racetrack)

"You've opened up a little more. Maybe now you can enjoy it."

"I've always been enjoying this."

"You are such a masochist."

"Am not. I hate pain. I'm just happy that we're finally doing it."

"Just shut up and let me fuck you."

Megatron was starting to lose his patience again. He started to push himself in. Just then the computer was warning of incoming personnel.

"Dammit!"

Megatron grabbed the blanket again, threw it over himself and Samantha, and then started to tickle her.

"What are you doing? You're not supposed to be into the kinky stuff."

"Someone is coming. Pretend you took something of mine and I want it back. You want Waspinator to know what we've been up to this past mega-cycle?"

Samantha understood. She started to thrash back. That just made it harder. He was still firmly inside her. He knew if he pulled himself put that she would try to get away for a while. Smart bastard. Scorpinoc and Waspinator walked into Megatron's room looking for answers and only finding him to be roughhousing with Samantha.

"Give it back Samantha and no one gets hurt."

"Never!"

"Did we come in at a bad time Megatron? Because we'll leave if we did."

"Actually yesss Scorpinoc, you have entered at a bad time. I'll call for you once I'm finished here."

Scorpinoc turned around and lead Waspinator out. Waspinator wanted to join in.

"Megatron…"

"WHAT?"

"Nothing. Wazzpinator leave now."

Megatron shook his head once they left. Samantha was still lying underneath him, waiting for him to remember what they were doing. Megatron grabbed Samantha and started again. It was ruined. The moment was gone. He probably should have just stopped. Samantha started to mumble.

"What was that?"

"I said… like getting fucked by a toy."

"That's it. You have insulted me for the last time."

Megatron began to force himself in deeper and harder. Samantha was screaming now. This was punishment more than pleasure. But she began to open up so it didn't hurt as much. Megatron lowered her head to the bed. Trying to cause her to scream into the bed. It wasn't working. So Megatron picked her up, laid back and got her to bounce on him. She wasn't facing him but he could still feel her emotions. She was almost at her climax. It was too soon for him. But he understood. He was pretty massive for her. He went back overtop of her, trying to calm her down a little. He went slowly from then on.

"You bastard!"

"What? I'm making this easier for you."

"You're teasing me now. No one goes fast then almost stops for nothing."

Megatron didn't say anything afterward. He just continued to move slowly. He was going to torture her now. He dragged it out for what seemed like hours. Samantha couldn't hold back any longer, neither could he. She dug her nails into the blanket. Megatron grabbed her waist one last time and attempted to pull himself out but Samantha wouldn't let him. Megatron tried to talk to her while panting.

"I can't… Samantha. I… It's not healthy. You'll become very ill if you take any of this in."

"I don't care. I want to see how full I can get."

"Your funeral."

Megatron forced himself all the way inside and came with her. Samantha let out her final cry then fell back onto the bed. Megatron pulled himself out, wrapped Samantha in her blanket and went over to his bed. Samantha started to whine. Megatron went back over to her and held her till she fell asleep. He laid back into his bed and stared up at the ceiling.

"That was worth waiting for."