It is difficult to say or do anything
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at /works/56888323.
Rating:
Explicit
Archive Warning:
No Archive Warnings Apply
Category:
M/M
Fandoms:
Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation
One)
Relationship:
Pharma/Ratchet (Transformers)
Characters:
Ratchet (Transformers), Pharma (Transformers), Rodimus Rodimus
Prime, Bluestreak (Transformers)
Additional Tags:
Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Bondage, Flirting, Teasing,
Praise Kink, Begging, Oral Sex, Sex Toys
Language:
English
Stats:
Published: 2024-06-24 Completed: 2024-07-05 Words: 13,496 Chapters:
2/2
It is difficult to say or do anything
by Ratchet30, Tardragozon
Summary
Pharma took a liking to Ratchet on the Lost Light, but he always found it difficult to ask him
what he wanted. Having a good time was good, but he couldn't go to Ratchet like that. But in
the long run, you always get something.
Notes
I wanted to write a one shot about Ratchet and Pharma. I hope I did well and that you like it.
This is my first fanfiction here.
Here are a few terms
One minute-One click
One hour-One breem
ONE day-ONE cycle
Glossa-tongue
Lube, lubricant-sperm
Servo-hand
Digit-finger
Front panel-face
See the end of the work for more notes
Chapter 1
As always, it had been a really bad day. Some bots were complaining, others didn't want to
work and then Rodimus Prime sent a message saying he wanted to see him. Pharma stomped
through the corridors in a bad mood and was already thinking of what he could do to get
around it. Every time someone wanted something from him, there was trouble, just because
he didn't agree. He had just come back from his field mission, where he had repaired
something that others had destroyed. But getting the lines and systems in order turned out to
be quite easy, after all, he was the technical expert. Now he was marching through the
corridors and trying to concentrate on what lay before him. Rodimus had his office nearby,
where the other officers were. He was just turning the corner when he opened his optics and
tried to understand what he saw. One was Jazz, whom he knew from one of the missions, but
he had never seen the other before.
This mech was breathtaking, but he hadn't thought he would see something like this here. The
mech was tall with broad shoulders that bore the symbol of the medic. Its chassis was
extremely wide and it looked muscular if you could imagine the doctor's bag on its back
removed. Its arms were also very thick and strong, just like its servos. It had beautiful white
colors that were reflected here, its red accents stood out well, then there was this stern,
grumpy front panel that combined age and experience. Pharma always liked mechs that were
older, you could have a good conversation with them. The medic grabbed Jazz by the arm
and dragged him down the hall.
"I've already told you a few times and I won't repeat it." He just said, "You're going to go for
your check-up now and woe betide you if you come up with an excuse now. Then I'll drag
you there personally. Understood."!
"Well now that you mention it, I really do have an excuse and..." Jazz fell silent as the medic
grabbed him by the neck with his servo and took a cable with his digits. "I wanted to say let's
go."
When the two had disappeared, Pharma watched them go and had to admit that he found the
medic very attractive and wanted to see more. He went back to Rodimus to get this over
with.
The door was locked so he rang the bell and waited for someone to come in. Pharma opened
the door and entered the room, it really looked like an office, rather than a room you could
live in. There were cupboards, tables and a place to lie down.
"Oh, Pharma, there you are at last." Rodimus pointed to the chair opposite him. "Would you
like to sit down? It won't take long." Rodimus sorted his pads on the table before looking
back.
Pharma sat down. He didn't feel particularly comfortable because he didn't know what he
wanted from him, so he looked up expectantly.
"Good. As far as I remember, you previously worked near a station that was near Dead End."
Rodimus looked at his pad to take a closer look at the information.
"You worked in the technical area there, the only question is why."
"Well, that's easy to explain." Pharma said in response to his questioning look. "I just wanted
to do something to help others because I'm not the best warrior and so I wanted to do
something in my field. I know a lot about technology, and I'm also very well versed in ship
systems. And not all bots in Dead End are bad - that would be a lie."
"As I can see here, you worked on Iacon and got a very good degree." Rodimus continued.
"We wanted to explore the expanses with our ship to see if any Autobots survived the war
and could use someone who knows your field."
"It's unlikely that there are still bots out there. Even the few who were able to escape are
happy that they are now far away from everything." Pharma knew that only too well. He had
lost many friends in an attack and couldn't blame those who fled.
"That's true, but we can't undo it. It's really a shame." Rodimus looked a little sad. "I just
hope that I'll at least be a good leader."
"That's all well and good. But when should I start?" Pharma asked him.
"Preferably right away. But first you have to go to Ratchet in the Medbay and do your check
before he accuses me of something again." Rodimus stood up and activated his link.
"The Ratchet of Iacon. I was a big fan of his there. His knowledge was unbeatable and I
would be happy to meet him." Pharma said happily. That was better than he thought. He
would see the great medic he had heard so much about.
"Don't get too excited. Ratchet isn't exactly easy and he likes to punish bots. But I'd rather not
tell you how. Come in." Rodimus called when the doorbell rang. When the door opened he
could see another bot he didn't recognize.
"That's Bluestreak. He will accompany you to the Medbay and show you your room later. I
wish you the best of luck."
"Thanks Rodimus. I'll be on my way right away." Pharma said goodbye and went out with
Bluestreak.
"Hello, I'm Bluestreak, but you already know that." The one in the hallway said to him. "I
think it's great that you're with us now. We have some great bots here on the ship, with a good
captain. But we don't know where we're going yet. I hope I can help you, so if you have any
questions, just ask. That reminds me, I'm talking too much again, it's so embarrassing."
"That's okay Bluestreak. Maybe you can help me after all." And Pharma hoped so very much,
especially after he had seen Ratchet, he wanted to see more. "There are some things here that
I don't know. I would be happy if you could show me the canteen later and of course my
quarters."
"I'd be happy to do that, that's what I'm here for." Bluestreak was obviously happy that he had
someone he could show everything to. "Is there anything you'd like to know? About the shifts
or any of the bots on the ship."
"There is actually a bot that I hope you can tell me more about. I've only seen him and only
know him by name. Ratchet."
"Oh, of course, our CMO." At Pharma's questioning look, he continued. "That means Chief
Medical Officer. He is the head of the Medbay and has the say there. If he says you have to
come for an examination, you'd better ask when it is time. He served under Optimus Prime
before he was here and he still does, it's just that he's accompanying us on the mission. His
medical skills are more than good and he also has scientific knowledge."
"That sounds interesting. Then I have someone I can talk to. Is there anything else he needs
to pay attention to? Rodimus said that he likes to punish bots, but didn't want to go into it any
further." When Pharma looked at Bluestreak, he noticed that he was a bit tense.
"Do you know about that?" Bluestreak looked around as if someone was eavesdropping.
"Ratchet has a very grumpy personality and gets in a bad mood quickly. He beat up some
bots with his wrench. I've only heard rumors about the punishments."
"Let's go then." Pharma was getting curious because they were stuck. "What is that now? I
won't tell anyone."
"Very well." Bluestreak took another breath before continuing. "I've heard that Ratchet isn't
exactly averse to an interface. On the contrary, he actually really enjoys it and likes having
bots with him. He punishes the bots with an interface, but unfortunately he uses his
methods."
"And what kind of methods exactly are they?" Pharma asked curiously.
"Ratchet lets them stay with him for the evening and finishes them off. He has a penchant for
sex toys and also likes to tie up his partners. He drives them to the brink of climax for a long
time and only lets you overload them when he wants to. It's pure torture."
"I'd like to let him fuck me sometime. Oh." Seeing the shocked look on his face, Pharma
continued. "To be honest, I like older mechs and I find Ratchet very handsome too. I would
like to get to know him better and I want him to take me." "
That shouldn't be a problem. Ratchet likes a good splitter, all you have to do is ask him or
swing your hips. Make a few comments and try to touch him on the tail." Bluestreak looked
at him. "He'll lead you to his berth faster than you can blink. If he doesn't take you over his
desk right away."
"Sounds good so far. Let's keep going." Pharma really liked that.
He would never admit it, but he liked being dominated. He liked partners who tied him up
and then finished him off with toys. Especially when it took a long time and his overload was
drawn out. He hoped Ratchet would actually do that.
They continued down the hall and then came to the medbay. When the doors opened, Pharma
was amazed. The medbay was considerably larger than it seemed. There were many medical
platforms, cabinets on the walls and some equipment lying on tables. Further back was
another room, probably the office. Ratchet and another bot carrying swords on their backs
just came out of it. Ratchet had just grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him out.
"I hope you've learned something from this now. Or do we have to do this again." Ratchet
had
just let go of him.
"I could probably use another course to learn something new." The other said just before he
set off.
"Oh great. A new face." The bot stopped in front of him. "I hope we see each other again. I'm
Drift."
"Yes, nice to see you." Pharma didn't really know what to make of him. "I'm Pharma and I've
only just arrived."
"I'm glad. We could do something together." Drift noticed Pharma staring after Ratchet. "But
your looks are probably on someone else. See you later."
Drift went out the door. Pharma didn't really like him, which probably had something to do
with his looks. He didn't like warriors in general, but that wasn't important here, just the
medic who was busy with his tools. Here under the lights of the medbay he looked even
better, the lights reflected on his white armor and made it glow in a shimmer. His tail was
also a great eye-catcher.
Pharma didn't notice that Bluestreak nudged him because he had been staring for too long.
"Were you planning on standing there?" Ratchet looked at him. He was clearly not someone
you would keep waiting.
"I'm coming." Pharma said as he stepped closer and looked around a bit. Apparently for too
long.
"Do you need a special invitation or is it going to happen today?" Ratchet pointed to the
platform.
Pharma carefully lay down on it, not letting Ratchet out of his sight. He was just too beautiful
and that would finish him off. But he wanted to try to make a good impression, so that people
wouldn't think he could do anything or look like an idiot. Pharma felt a green beam run over
him, Ratchet scanned his values and got an overview.
"You still have an internal injury on the side of your stomach, probably a few cycles old."
Ratchet looked at him sternly. "Would you like to explain that to me?"
"Well, it was like this... I didn't have time to get it treated. It wasn't necessary." Pharma pulled
in his rudder when he saw Ratchet's look, he seemed angry.
"IT'S NOT NECESSARY." Ratchet waved his wrench threateningly. "I decide whether
something is necessary. Now you will wait until I'm finished and I don't care how long it
takes. No," Ratchet raised his servo when Pharma wanted to say something. "You will be
patient and if you don't lie still I will tie you down."
When Ratchet started to take off his armor to get to the wound, Pharma had to grin a little. He
wondered if it was true and if Ratchet would actually tie him down. He couldn't really tell
him that something like that excited him, he liked bondage games too. When Ratchet touched
him under his armor, he flinched, even when he cleaned his wound with a cloth.
"I told you to lie still." Ratchet said and looked at him angrily.
"I know. But I just can't and don't want to." Pharma showed off his hips.
"Well, if you can't, I'll have to tie you down, so lie still." When Pharma slipped away again, it
was probably too much.
"That's enough now." Ratchet tied his arms to his sides with magnets and tied his legs, then
he continued.
Pharma felt safe and a little excited. But there was nothing he could do now. Ratchet cut off a
few cables and put in new ones before reattaching them and sealing the cut.
As he did so, he kept teasingly feeling Pharma, stroking his stomach and tugging on a cable.
Maybe it was just his imagination. He couldn't move anymore and still tried to slip away. But
he had the opportunity to study Ratchet's profile, just like his hips while he was working and
looking so concentrated. It was always nice to see a master at work.
"Ouch, Ratchet...careful, that hurt." Ratchet had hit one of his nerves.
"Oh, sorry, but I thought you were charging." Ratchet put the pliers down and reattached his
armor. "You seem to be distracted by something, your thoughts were definitely elsewhere." "
I was just thinking about something nice, nothing more." Pharma wanted to get up but was
held back.
"And may I find out what." As Pharma shook his helmet, Ratchet continued. "Too bad, I
would like to know more about it." Ratchet picked up his welder.
"I'm sure you don't want to know, it has to do with you." When he saw Ratchet's expression,
Pharma raised the servo. "But nothing bad, not at all. It's something good."
"So something good about me." Ratchet leaned forward. "Well then I want to be a part of it
too and don't make up lies."
"Well, I was just admiring your work, you are very skilled." He looked at Ratchet's chest
plate and looked down. "I also admired your paint job."
"I hope you like what you see." Ratchet placed his servos on the sides of the plate and was
very close. He noticed that Pharma was getting a little nervous and could guess why.
"Why so nervous, Pharma?"
"I wanted to... it's just that... I have to get going... I still have to do something." Pharma could
practically feel Ratchet's field on him, it seemed to be crushing him.
"You probably have to, but you'll miss something." Ratchet stood up again and stepped back.
Pharma slowly stood up and had to cool his processor a little first, it had suddenly become
hot in here. That was probably because Ratchet had come so close to him. He had just
stepped past when Ratchet grabbed him from behind.
"You know, I have a weakness for new bots, especially when I haven't had the chance to
examine them properly yet." Ratchet breathed into his audio sensors.
"I'm sure we'll both find some time so I can take a closer look at your beautiful body and then
we could do more."
When Ratchet let go of him, he gave Pharma another smack on the backside. You'd think he
was planning to do something naughty with Pharma. But he couldn't understand why he was
so lascivious.
Pharma slowly came out of the Medbay when he met Wheeljack.
"So how was it at the Doc's?" He asked immediately, grinning.
"I hope you learned something, but unfortunately it was pretty quiet in there."
"What do you think is going on there?" Pharma stared at him. "You have far too dirty
thoughts. If you want to help, you can show me the lounge."
Pharma set off with him. It wasn't that far. It was probably specially designed so that Ratchet
didn't have to walk too far. There wasn't much going on in there yet, most of them were
probably still at work. He could see Drift among other bots who were just setting off. Pharma
took a cube of Energon and was about to sit down at the other end, but Wheeljack led him to
Drift's table.
"There you are again. I thought I had scared you away." Drift sat up a little and slid over to
make room.
"I didn't mean to offend you."
"It's OK." Pharma sat down and took a sip of his cube. "It's not like I'm angry right away. But
I don't like being attacked, it's too early for that."
"It is." Drift leaned closer. "Maybe we can do something another time. Something nice that
you like."
"Drift. You shouldn't scare him right away or he'll disappear again." Wheeljack pressed
himself closer to Pharma. "Don't take it personally, but he's always so keen on an interface."
"I had that feeling too. But I'm not the kind of person that gets involved with just anyone."
Pharma heard the door open in the back. "Besides, I don't go to bed with just anyone." When
he turned around he could see Ratchet, he quickly ducked down a little and stared at his
curves.
"What's going on now?" Wheeljack nudged him, he had obviously been staring for too long.
That was embarrassing.
"Are you still listening to me?"
"You can save yourself the trouble, he must have been a bit distracted." Drift nudged him
with his pedes. "Don't stare at Ratchet like that, he'll shatter you. Shouldn't take long."
"What do you mean, not long." Pharma opened his eyes wide.
"Well, what do you think? He's had a lot of bots in his bunk so far and you'll be next." Drift
looked back. "The way he takes your armor off when he looks at you, I'm pretty sure." Drift
stood up and left. "
Don't take Drift so seriously, you'll manage." He also stood up. "I should get out of here
though. Ratchet likes to punish bots at the berth with his toys." Wheeljack set off.
But that didn't make things any better for Pharma, now that he knew Ratchet had his eye on
him. On the other hand, maybe he didn't want him and the lascivious look wasn't real,
although he wasn't sure. He heard heavy footsteps behind him and knew only too well who it
was.
"Your two friends must have fled. Then I should keep you company." Ratchet sat down and
pushed Pharma against the wall. "Maybe we can make ourselves comfortable."
"I doubt it. How could you make it comfortable for me?" Pharma flinched as the servo
stroked his arm.
"Oh, I can. How about you turn around. I have a surprise for you." He stroked his sides.
"I'm sure I don't want to see them. But well, I'm curious." Pharma turned around and felt
Ratchet pull him back so that he leaned against his chest plate. "Uh, Ratchet, what..." Ratchet
spread his legs and clamped them down. Then servos stroked his stomach.
"What's that?" Pharma
turned but the grip was too strong.
"What does it look like, little one." Ratchet started to look at him angrily.
"Do you fancy an adventure? You need to loosen up a bit and I want to show you something."
Ratchet licked his neck cable and bit it.
"Ratchet! " Pharma shouted and immediately closed his inlet again. Then he felt the servos
on his control panel, which swept over it, which excited him. "You can't just... ohh."
"Of course I can. And you will contact me this evening." Ratchet purred and pressed down on
his codpiece. "I like exploring new bots."
"I won't, that's not, oh no." His panel slid to the side. "No Ratchet, no, no, no."
"You always say no. But that will change soon." Ratchet inserted a number into his valve.
"And you're already wet, that's good."
Pharma felt a second digit press in, Ratchet pushed it in and scissored it, widening him. The
pumping got faster and the other servo circled his knot.
"No, we can't do that here." Pharma squirmed, but the grip was iron. Then there was a click
and Ratchet pulled something out of his subspace... a vibrator. Because he didn't want to use
it.
"Ratchet, we don't need it."
"Yes, we do. I have to loosen you up." Ratchet licked his neck and nibbled on it, then turned
on the vibrator, which immediately hummed happily.
"You should try to be quiet. If I catch you later, I can make you scream."
"No, wait... no, yes... you can't, ohhh." Pharma moaned as the vibrator ran over his folds,
vibrating and making his folds tremble.
"Ohh no... you can't, can you..." Ratchet grabbed his servos and held them behind his back.
"But I'm having fun." He said and ran his hand over his knot, which made Pharma howl
briefly. He twitched. "And you're having fun too. I can see how you're twitching and want to
overload."
"Oh no, Primus no... Ahh... no way." Ratchet pressed the vibrator onto his knot, but before he
could overload he took it away.
"That was mean... ohhh." Pharma looked down as Ratchet turned up the power and came
closer to his knot again.
"Ohhh... ahhh Ratchet stop... not my knot... ohhhh I will."
"You will only do that if I allow you to. Now hold still." Ratchet pressed his knot again, but
before he came he took it away again.
"I still have to drink my cube. You'll have fun in the meantime."
Ratchet pushed the vibrator through his folds and pushed it into his valve. Then he pulled
Pharma onto his lap, his helmet facing the wall and his chest lying on the bench. His rear was
on his lap and his legs were spread, Ratchet was stroking his rear and the vibrator was still
humming. Pharma could only lie there and he twitched at the feeling, then he felt something
on his back, Ratchet had put a ring on it so that he wouldn't overload. Then he increased the
vibrator so that Pharma could hear the rattling.
"Oh please, please, please Ratchet... ohhh let me overload... that's not nice." Pharma begged
because he was denied his climax.
"We'll do that later when I catch you in the hallway. And tonight I can show you even more."
Ratchet drank the cube and continued stroking his rear. "Such a beautiful rear, I'll take good
care of it and don't you dare run away. I've already punished other bots and I'll have to do that
to Wheeljack later." Ratchet turned the vibrator up to full power.
Pharma didn't know what to think, he could only fidget. Then Ratchet turned off the vibrator
and pulled it out of its valve. Pharma could see that lubricant was running out, but Ratchet
closed his panel and released him from himself so that he could stand up.
"We don't want everyone to see how I laughed. But you can moan nicely and I want to see
more of that." Ratchet helped him up. "You go clean yourself up now and later we'll get to
your overload. Let's see if I can make you sing too."
As Ratchet left, Pharma went to the toilets and opened the panel, the lubricant ran out. He
cleaned himself up and had to think about what was going to happen next. He still thought
Ratchet was beautiful and liked him, everything was going better than he thought. He just
wondered what he was planning to do with Wheeljack. A quick look couldn't hurt, after all he
wanted to see what was coming.
Pharma went down the hall and found out from a bot where the two of them were, as he
walked a little further he met Drift again.
"Well, it looks like you're looking for someone." Drift stopped in front of him.
"But I don't. You know, I've taken a liking to Ratchet." Pharma was about to walk past him,
but Drift stopped him.
"I wouldn't go that way." Drift narrowed his eyes a little. "Then you'd just be afraid of
Ratchet. Especially since he's after you."
"That doesn't bother me. I know what to do." Pharma continued walking.
As he got closer, he could hear a long groan behind the next door, which only encouraged
him to keep going. But when he wanted to open the door, he couldn't; it was locked, which
wasn't an obstacle for Pharma.
He played around the systems a bit and opened the door.
As he entered, he could hear another groan.
"Yes, Ratchet, keep it up... ohhh." That sounded like Wheeljack.
Pharma stepped closer and looked around the corner; it was a storage room that was rarely
used.
Wheeljack's arms were tied behind his back and attached to a hook, his legs were spread and
also tied to the hook. A long chain went up to the ceiling and held him in the air. It was the
perfect position for Ratchet to press himself into him, he hit the valve with his spike and
brought Wheeljack up.
" Ohhh yess ... "Ratchet hit again and Pharma could see that Wheeljack was dripping.
The whole thing excited him a lot and he came closer, stepping on a toy underneath him and
slipping. He hit the ground and cursed himself for his stupidity. When he looked up he could
see Ratchet.
"You can't wait." Ratchet looked a little angry. "I know what I'm going to do with you when
I'm done." Ratchet grabbed him by the collar and threw him outside.
Pharma set off again, he still had something to do in the cargo hold. Only a few bots were
busy there and Pharma was repairing a line. He tried to think as little about Ratchet as
possible, but that was difficult, especially after what he had seen there. Ratchet obviously had
a dominant character and was enjoying it a lot. Pharma liked that kind of thing though, it was
better than this banter. He put his line on when he heard a door, then it made his limbs freeze
when he saw Ratchet standing there. A bot pointed directly at him in response before
leaving.
Pharma quickly left and tried to avoid Ratchet even further, but it probably won't always be
like this. Pharma could only think of him, of those beautiful curves and what his spike was
like. He quietly went into an empty room, probably an old warehouse, and sat down. He
thought again of Ratchet and his beautiful looks. Pharma sighed and looked around, when no
one was there he opened his equipment. These thoughts killed him, he leaned back and
imagined that it was Ratchet's servos that he was now putting into his valve. He pressed his
knot and tried to get himself up, moaning Ratchet's name.
Then the door opened, that was great. Footsteps sounded.
The footsteps slowly came closer and then stopped behind him.
"I told you not to hide. And it looks like you have your hands full." Ratchet looked very
amused.
"I'm not. I was...I have to go right now...and I." Pharma closed his panel and tried to get away
but Ratchet stepped in his way. "I really have to...do something now." "
Oh you're going to do something." Ratchet pulled the vibrator out of his subspace. When
Pharma saw that, he stepped back.
"I have to go...maybe later...I'll go then." Pharma desperately wanted to get away.
"Don't you dare run away now. I said you'll overload." Ratchet stepped closer but Pharma ran
off.
"PHARMA. YOU SLICK COME BACK HERE!!!" Ratchet screamed.
That was probably not a good idea, especially when he heard footsteps behind him and
Ratchet caught up. Pharma ran through the halls and continued to the next door, which led to
a room full of boxes. Not exactly the best hiding place, but better than nothing.
He quickly got behind a stack and waited. The door opened but as footsteps came closer he
could not be seen. Maybe Ratchet had given up, that was possible, after all he had something
better to do.
Then he was grabbed from behind and forced to his knees, it couldn't be that he always found
him.
"Did you really think that you could do it better that way?" Ratchet behind him opened a pair
of handcuffs, tied his arms with them and dragged him to a long stack of boxes.
"But you'll regret this tonight." He threw Pharma against it and tied him up.
Then he pushed a box under his tail and spread his legs, which he tied to the box. He reached
down and manually opened his interface equipment. His spike popped out and the valve was
exposed.
"Ratchet, I'm sure we can talk." Pharma tugged at the cuffs.
"Sure we can, but it won't do you any good." Ratchet pulled out the vibrator. Then he grabbed
his spike.
"Ahhh... wait, you don't have to do that... I could, then." The vibrator was switched on.
"Ratchet, don't... I probably will... well, I ohhh." Ratchet had started to pump his spike. He
kept pushing his servo upwards, which excited Pharma.
"No, no, don't... ohhh."
"You shouldn't say no when you're about to scream yes." Ratchet put the vibrator on his
thighs and moved it in circles. "Besides, I want to make you sing. I'll love to hear you beg."
Ratchet went between his folds, rubbing up and down, lubricating him and then came to his
knot, which made Pharma twitch, the vibrator pressed on it. Pharma had to take a breath
when the vibrations hit him, it was a nice feeling.
"Ohh... it feels good... ohh more."
"You want more." Ratchet turned the setup up, which made him scream. Then he stroked the
spike, literally enjoying seeing him like that.
"Your beautiful tip is twitching in my servo, you can't wait." Ratchet slid the vibrator over his
spike and ran it along the sides.
"I'm going to drain your little valve and pleasure your spike. But first, your overload."
Ratchet raised his spike and held the vibrator right over his head.
"Ohhh...I can't... Ratchet no...I'll have to scream...wait." The vibrator came closer. "No,
no... Ratchet."
Then it sat on his head and rubbed the slit.
"ARRHH... ARHHH... ARHHHH... OH PRIMUS OHHH... YES PLEASE." Pharma
fell into his overload, but no sooner was he down than he fell over again.
Ratchet pressed the vibrator over and over on his spike, giving Pharma four overloads. After
a few clicks, he twitched in his bonds.
"You did well. I'm going to enjoy taking you tonight." Ratchet cleaned his valve, but the
vibrator was still in his servo.
"I'm looking forward to riding you."
"I'd have to have a good reason to come. That's going to be difficult for you." Pharma was
able to take a breath.
"I'll give you one. It'll warm you up a bit too, especially if you do something wrong." Ratchet
pushed the vibrator into his valve and locked it with a code.
"That's mean. Should I always wear that thing?" Pharma didn't quite trust his optics.
"Of course. It fits well and you do everything I want." Ratchet leaned over him. "So, Pharma.
Will you come tonight?"
Pharma thought for a moment about whether he wanted to take the risk. "No. Unfortunately, I
don't have time."
"That wasn't good. Every time I don't like your answer or you're disobedient, I'll probably
have to punish you." Ratchet narrowed his optics and pulled out two more vibrators, pushing
one into the valve and the other into his rear array. "I ask again. Will you show up? "
"It remains no." But the next moment Pharma regretted it when all three toys turned on.
"Ohhh wait, I didn't... ohhh...I'm going to come."
"There you go." Ratchet turned them off again and put the ring on him. "You're not going to
overload until this evening. Not just once." Ratchet left him alone.
Pharma went back to the machine warehouse. Wheeljack was having trouble with something
and wanted it fixed. He went through the door and looked around.
"
Ah. Pharma, good that you're coming. We can carry on right away. I have a problem back
there." Wheeljack came up to him and looked completely clean again.
"You've gotten completely clean again." Pharma didn't really know how to say it.
"That's right, you burst in when we were busy." Wheeljack laughed a little.
"That's no problem. Ratchet is really good."
"Yeah, good. What should I do now?" Pharma didn't want to know any more, he would find
out enough. So he got to work.
It didn't take long, maybe a few clicks, before the door opened. It was Ratchet who came
there and moved towards Wheeljack. Pharma hoped that he wouldn't notice him. But
unfortunately that wasn't the case.
"I see you're busy again. We could do something else though." Ratchet stood behind him.
"I won't do anything." That was probably not the right answer when the toys turned on.
"What did I say about obedience? Some bots never learn." Ratchet pushed him down.
"I'm always very nice, especially when I have something else planned. I'll see you later in the
canteen, there's something for you to do."
As he set off, Pharma was glad that the toys were off, they had continued the whole time he
was working. He made his way to the canteen when he saw Ratchet from a distance, who had
probably already been waiting. When he called him, Pharma turned around and wanted to
leave, which was probably wrong. The vibrators started to hum and turned up while Ratchet
played with the remote control. Pharma slowly walked towards him and let himself be led
into the room. Ratchet led him to a table that was apart from the others and sat down with
Pharma.
"Ratchet, turn them off, I can't go on like this." Pharma lowered his voice so that no one
would hear.
"I'll only do that if you ride my spike." Ratchet grinned at him.
"I'm not doing that, ohhh." It turned him on again. "It's fine, I'll do it."
"It's always amazing how obedient bots are when you help them. Now get down on your
knees." Ratchet turned him towards the wall and opened the rear array, he took out the
vibrator and pulled Pharma onto his lap.
Pharma was already aroused by his valve but now this too. He heard a click and then felt
something soft, huge and firm. If that was his spike, oh dear, it wouldn't fit. He could already
feel the big head as Ratchet lifted him up and slowly let him sink onto it. His lubrication
made it even better, Pharma sat down when the thick head was through.
"Ohhh...it's huge Ratchet...damn, I didn't want to." Pharma had to swallow as he was lifted
up again and then down again.
"I'm glad to hear that. Let's see what it's like when I come inside you, little one." Ratchet
adopted a steady rhythm and began thrusting into him.
Which worked better than expected. Pharma could really feel him being stretched and
moaned as the vibrators turned up the volume, it was incredible. Then Ratchet nibbled on his
neck, tugged on the wires on his sides and pressed the servos into his hip joints. He drove
him further and further, but unfortunately Pharma couldn't overload otherwise it would have
happened already. Ratchet began to moan as he got closer.
"Ohhh Pharma, such a nice feeling. Now you'll get even more of it." Then he came inside
him. Pharma felt his spike twitch.
"OHH... Ratchet, that's great. More, please." Pharma had to relax before Ratchet closed his
panel.
"That was very good, I have a reward for you too." Ratchet closed his array without putting
the vibrator back in. "Because you did so well. Well, we'll see each other tonight."
When Ratchet left, Pharma was relieved but also disappointed. He didn't want to stop and
was curious about what might happen next. First, however, he had to clean himself up and
drink his cube. When he went back to work, he could still feel the two vibrators in his valves.
They were still silent, but for how long. Pharma came to the upper deck and met Rodimus.
"Hello Pharma, how are you?" Rodimus must have had a good day.
"It's good. I've already settled in a bit and I really like the bots here." Pharma tried to put on a
happy face.
"I'm glad to hear that." Rodimus put the servo on his shoulder.
"I also heard that you and Ratchet get on well."
"I do. But I hope it will be a good evening too." Pharma raised his rudder.
"Don't worry. Ratchet is really good at this kind of thing."
When Rodimus had left, Pharma couldn't really understand what that was all about. Everyone
here knew what was wrong with Ratchet. He set off again and was happy that it was almost
evening. Pharma wanted to finally put this day behind him. As he walked back through the
halls he passed the medbay again with the sign "please do not disturb". A bit strange
considering that Ratchet was very fond of his job.
Pharma entered the room quietly and went to the back end. There was another office or other
room and a groan could be heard from there. It sounded very happy as he stepped closer and
opened the door a crack.
Drift was inside. He was lying on a table and Ratchet had grabbed his legs. Drift groaned. He
had his legs over Ratchet's shoulder while Ratchet pressed his valve to his inlet. When
Ratchet licked him out and drank his glossa, Drift groaned.
"Oh yes please... Ratchet that ohhh... so good... ARHHHH." Drift screamed. Ratchet had
probably pushed him to overload.
Pharma looked for a corner to hide in and watched. Ratchet went to the side of the room and
got a spreader bar, a rope and a dildo. Then Ratchet tied Drift's arms with the rope and pulled
him down to the floor. He put the spreader bar on and tied the rope to the top of the
Blanket.
Drift could no longer get away and Ratchet pushed the dildo into him, the spike was
exposed.
"Ahh..Ratchet I just wanted...ohh." Drift moaned as Ratchet turned on the toy.
Pharma noticed how wet and aroused he was, but nothing compared to Drift. The dildo
seemed to be wearing him down, he didn't stop moaning and tugged at his bonds. Ratchet
watched and just enjoyed the show. Then he turned it up even higher.
"Arhhh...Ratchet I'm leaking...ohhh please more...finish me off please...ohhhhh."
Drift was getting closer to his climax.
Pharma had taken out his spike because it was too tight, he massaged it carefully. Then Drift
screamed and overloaded, the lubricant ran out of him. But where had Ratchet gone? Pharma
could no longer see him next to Drift, then he heard footsteps. He ran out as quickly as
possible and closed the door.
Pharma looked around briefly and ran into the next room, he didn't care if it was a small junk
room.
He looked down and saw that his Spike was still outside.
Since he was alone down here, he could probably do something to help. He stroked his Spike
in slow movements, squeezed the head and pumped it carefully. It was a good thing after
what he had seen in the Medbay. Then suddenly the vibrator in his valve turned on and
Pharma groaned.
"It looks like you need some help." Ratchet was standing there in the doorway.
"Ratchet, I can explain. I've probably seen too much and now..." Pharma quickly closed his
inlet.
"And now you're excited and ready. But you'll show me that tonight." Ratchet stepped closer.
"Now show me your valve."
When Pharma lifted his valve, Ratchet opened it and took out the vibrator, then he removed
the plug so that Pharma could overload again. And he did, it had probably been building up,
now he could let go, three times in a row.
"Very good, little one." Ratchet stood up and went back to the door. "We'll see each other
tonight, I have a special room next to the Medbay. And don't you dare move me."
When Ratchet left, Pharma had to take a deep breath. If that was the case tonight, then he was
done for. He went back to the lounge and after a while found some peace and quiet to
concentrate on his cube. He wasn't nervous or scared, he was actually really looking forward
to the interface, but the unknown was the worst part. He kept wondering what Ratchet had
planned for him, but he would find out soon enough. The doors hissed as they burst open and
revealed Ratchet, if it really was time. Pharma stood up and was almost back at the door
when Ratchet grabbed him and simply pulled him behind him.
"Ratchet, you can't drag me around, let me go." Pharma scolded.
"Well, if you prefer, I can do something else." Ratchet picked him up and swung
him over his shoulder.
"No, that's not what I meant, come on, let me go. I'm an officer." Pharma fidgeted a little .
"I am too, and you were already hyper today, so it's about time." Ratchet stroked his thighs.
"But you've already had interfaces today, you're exhausted."
"Exhausted? Not by a long shot."
"Then you're just too old to really... ohh." Pharma interrupted herself as Ratchet pressed his
panel.
"I'll show you too old. You won't be able to move tomorrow." Ratchet dragged him through
the medbay.
Then he opened the door and went into the room that was always locked. He put Pharma
down and locked it. Pharma ripped open his optics, there were ropes, collars, whips and other
straps hanging there.
There was a table with lots of hooks, in one corner there were long handcuffs in lots of sizes
and in the other corner there were lots of vibrators like he had never seen before.
Ratchet had gone to the wall and selected a thick, brown hemp rope.
"Okay, little one. It's time to have some fun." Ratchet pulled the rope tight so that there was a
bang and Pharma had to swallow.
"Are you going to be good or do I have to force you?"
"Well, I wanted to get out again... I had something else planned and..." Pharma slammed into
the wall.
"So you want to do it that way?" Ratchet narrowed his eyes and stormed towards Pharma,
who wanted to escape. "You'll stop that." Ratchet twisted his arms behind his back and tied
them.
He pulled Pharma over to the table and pressed his stomach onto it, he strapped him in with a
belt around his waist. Then he fastened the legs and spread them, tying them to the table with
his tail over it, before he tied the bound servos to the table with shackles. Pharma could no
longer move.
"Ratchet, maybe we should... ouch." Ratchet had hit his tail.
"You're quiet, I have to get your toy." Ratchet hit him again and went to the corner with the
dildos.
Pharma tugged at the shackles but he didn't mind, it just spurred him on. When he looked up,
Ratchet had two chains with balls in his servos and placed them on a trolley. Then he took out
the first dildo, it was green and plain, he put it in there. Then he got one with pearls in it and
one with a wave pattern. And a plug with a ring on it. Ratchet came back with the trolley.
"So we'll take it slow." He said and opened his equipment. His spike was under pressure. "My
goodness. You're already wet, that makes it easier." Ratchet stroked his rear. Then he took the
ring and pumped his spike.
"Ohh Ratchet...more please." Pharma moaned as his spike shot up.
"What are you doing...ohh Ratchet, no."
"It'll be over quickly." Ratchet rubbed his head and held the spike up to the ring. "But first I
have to." Ratchet licked his spike, which made him tremble.
Then he lowered the plug, it became flat and Ratchet pushed it into the slot.
"Ahhhh...Ratchet, I...ohhhh." Pharma went into a small overload.
"Very nice, already done." Ratchet hit his rear. The spike dripped. "Now for the others. These
are love balls, they turn a bot on." Ratchet grabbed the chains with the balls.
When Pharma saw how thick the balls were, he had to swallow, he was already aroused and
wanted to continue. Ratchet inserted a digit into his rear array, the craters and sensors on the
servos made the feeling all the better. Pharma moaned as he pumped him faster and inserted
another digit.
"Even here you are so beautiful." Ratchet massaged his rear, which got him even more
excited. "Now comes the first toy, small."
Ratchet had put the chain on and slowly pushed it in. Pharma felt it spreading and widening
at the back. Each ball entered with a slippery pop and the chain went deeper, then Ratchet
pulled it out a little and back in again.
"Ohhh...oohh...Yes, that's nice...please Ratchet...ouch" Pharma received another blow on his
rear.
"You can do that louder. Come on." Ratchet said and pulled on the ring that was in his spike.
"ARHHH...PRIMUS RATCHET OHHHH." Pharma had to pull herself together not to
overload again.
"Now the next one." Ratchet reached for the green dildo and turned it on, it was pulsing.
"How nice that your whole valve is mine to play with." Ratchet sounded amused as he
pushed the dildo in.
Pharma could feel the pulsing as it went over his front knot, he twitched. Then it penetrated
further to the end, the humming was soothing. Ratchet got the next chain and inserted that
too, with the dildo in it it stimulated Pharma even more.
Ratchet wiggled it a bit and reached for the red dildo with the beads.
"This will probably get you even more than high." Ratchet stroked his wet folds. "You know,
it shakes nicely, so overload."
"Then I can't ohhhh...hold out for long." Pharma gasped
"You will. I've given some bots ten or more overloads." Ratchet pushed the dildo in
"ARRHH...OHHHH NO, NOT MY KNOT...ARRHH." Pharma was going into
overload.
Ratchet put it on his knot and rubbed it, the dildo shook it and brought Pharma up. Then he
pushed it in, through the other things and waited for Pharma's valve to get used to it.
"Ohhh man...that's great...ahhhh...that tight." Pharma felt his valve widen and saw the third
dildo.
This one had the wave pattern and when Ratchet turned it on it rotated in circles. It was
getting closer to his valve, he could already feel it touching the folds.
"That little thing can even thrust." Ratchet pushed it in. "Let's see how you can sing with it."
Pharma's valve was full to the top, he was already dripping and Ratchet just sat in front of
him and pressed the toys every now and then. Then he increased the level.
"Ohhh no...Ratchet wait...you can Arrhhh." Pharma twitched in the bonds as lubricant ran
down.
"Come on, it's all training." Ratchet stroked his rear up to his back.
"What does that have to do with training ARGHHH GOD NO...OHHHH." Pharma fell
over as Ratchet turned it up even higher. "Oh please, oh please...ARHHH...ASK
AARRRRR."
Ratchet tugged on his spike, putting Pharma under one overload after another. He was
already twitching so hard that the restraints were creaking.
"RATCHET PLEASE...AARRHH...I CAN'T TAKE IT
ANYMORE...ARRHHHH...I'M COMING BACK...OHHH." Pharma noticed how the
toys turned off after a few clicks.
"That was nice. Now you're ready for the next level." Ratchet removed the things and Pharma
let the lubricant run.
Then Ratchet untied the restraints and laid him down. Pharma still twitched and picked up the
cube that was lying next to him. Then Ratchet went to the wall on one side and grabbed a
thick blue rope. Then he came back and pulled Pharma to his feet, he led him to the middle of
the room and tied his arms together again, then he pulled the rope over his stomach. He bent
Pharma forward over a box, put the rope around one thigh and pulled it tight so that his thigh
was pulled in. Then he led the rope around his other thigh and pulled it tight as well. He then
got another small rope.
"Now hold still. I'm going to tie your spike down." Ratchet grabbed his spike.
"You want to do something, wait...ohh." Pharma groaned as the rope wound itself around his
spike, then Ratchet pulled it tight and tied it to the other ropes.
"That looks good, I could easily thrust into you, but I'll do that later." Ratchet grinned as he
went over and got a spreader bar.
"You're wet again, I haven't even started yet." Ratchet attached the pole and spread his legs
before walking over and looking at the vibrators.
"Come on Ratchet, I'm already dripping. Don't waste your time." Pharma squirmed on the
ropes.
"Now I'll go even slower." Ratchet had brought out a small vibrator, a huge egg and a big,
long, thick vibrator with a strap.
Ratchet put the little one into his aft array, then pushed the egg into his valve.
"You're so ready for me, little one. So nice and wet and that rear end is showing off nicely
now."
Ratchet stroked the insides of his thighs and placed the vibrator on his valve.
"Ratchet, that won't fit in there." Pharma gasped as it pushed forward.
"And how well that fits in or are you questioning my perfection." Ratchet gave him a smack
on the rear which made him scream briefly. He pushed the big one in and threw the tape up
over a hook and pulled.
Then the vibrator in his ass turned on and hummed happily. Pharma moaned briefly as his
array warmed up again. The little one had a lot of power, after a few clicks he started
dripping again, it rotated inside him and made him sing happily.
"Ratchet ahhhh...that's so good...ahh..I...ARHH." Pharma swallowed the rest as the next
vibrator turned on, the egg inside him humming happily.
"I'm sure you can handle the next one too." Ratchet turned on the last one.
"ARHH...No wait...that ohhh." Ratchet looked at him devilishly. Then he pushed the box
away.
Pharma tried his best to stay on his feet, the vibrators continued to hum and bring him real
pleasure. The strap on the vibrator kept him just above the ground so he had to keep his
balance, which was very difficult with toys. When he looked up he could see Ratchet
standing in front of him with his spike under pressure.
"Okay, little one. It's time you did something nice for me. Open." Ratchet held out his spike.
Pharma took it in and was amazed at its size. What would happen once it was in his valve?
He could only begin to imagine the stretch. Pharma obediently swallowed the spike and
sucked on it, he licked the sides with his glossa up to his head, which was also very thick, and
slurped over the tip, which made Ratchet sigh a little.
"I'm afraid you can do better than that." Ratchet turned the steps higher and held Pharma by
the helm so he couldn't get away.
"NNRGGHH...MHMM..OHHH." Pharma could actually feel his valve contracting and
throbbing.
It continued to hum and raised his sensors, stimulating the knots. His spike grew thicker and
tightened around the rope until it was just dripping. He desperately tugged at the rope, but
that only made him turn Ratchet even higher.
"NNRHHH...NRRRHH...OHHH." Pharma twitched even more, going into overload as
the toys turned down.
"That was nice." Ratchet released his spike.
"Ratchet please...I can't stand...OHhhh." Pharma continued to twitch and his mouth wanted
more.
"Well then I guess I shouldn't keep you waiting." Ratchet smiled and played with the remote
control.
"No Ratchet, not that...I could AARHH again." Pharma screamed as it started rattling
inside him, the vibrators really got going and brought him to climax once again.
ARRR...ARRRRHHH...OHHH PRIMUS...OHHHH YEEEEESSSSS...ARRHHH."
Pharma screamed as another overload hit and then another.
"AARRRRR:...RATCHET...ARHHHHHHH." Pharma didn't know how long it took,
but the vibrators turned off.
Ratchet watched with pleasure as he came back down and twitched with pleasure. Pharma
moaned and noticed Ratchet stroking him lightly.
"Those were nice overloads, but now we're coming to the third stage." Ratchet untied him
and had to hold Pharma. He picked him up and carried him over to the platform. Pharma lay
down on it and watched Ratchet. He got one of the collars from behind, then a cord or
whatever it was. Then he went to the other wall and got steel shackles. Pharma was just
wondering what he needed them for until his eyes fell on the plate. There were areas where
they would fit exactly. Pharma was just about to get up when a servo stopped him.
"You don't want to miss all the fun, Pharma." Ratchet dropped the cuffs onto the table next to
him. Then he grabbed an arm and tied it to the area, there was a click.
"I'm also looking forward to getting into this valve"
Ratchet tied the other arm as well and grabbed one of his legs and tied it as well.
Ratchet went to the other side and got a large, ridged dildo. Then he placed it right on the
table where a jig was, he took Pharma's other leg and lifted his rear up.
"Now be a good bot and sit on it." Ratchet slowly pushed him onto the dildo until his rear
array was right over it. "Come on, you can't wait and as a reward my spike is waiting for
you." Ratchet purred, which made Pharma hot. He slid down and sat on it. The thick dildo
spread him.
"Well, it works after all."
Then Ratchet switched it on and Pharma had to scream briefly when it buzzed. Ratchet took
the collar that was open at the front and put him on it, so he couldn't close his inlet but could
still scream. The cord had a funny end at the bottom, he attached the front part to his chin.
The other... Pharma's eyes widened as Ratchet spread his folds.
"You don't want to put that in my valve." Pharma got nervous.
"No. I'm going to attach it to your front knot and every time you pull too hard your knot will
sing." Ratchet tied it so tight that Pharma had to gasp.
Then he got another yellow cord and tied it around his spike. When Ratchet pulled on the
ring that was still in his head his spike compressed. Then he tied it so tightly.
"Ratchet I feel hot... ohhh.." Pharma pulled his helmet back a little and his knot stimulated
him with a wave of lust.
"Arrhh... holy Primus."
"You can see it, very well." Ratchet went to the end of the room and got a box with a stick
attached to it and a thick dildo attached to the stick.
"You really don't know what this is. Then you'll be even happier."
Ratchet put the box down and aligned it with his valve, then pushed the dildo to the folds.
Ratchet seemed satisfied, he turned the vibrator up even higher, which made Pharma howl.
Then he sat down on a chair next to him and turned the box on.
Pharma couldn't believe his eyes, the box pushed the dildo into his valve, nice and slowly,
and pushed it out again to penetrate even deeper.
"It's a sex machine." Ratchet grinned. "It will increase its speed and push into you much
faster than a spike."
As soon as he had said that, the machine moved a little faster and penetrated nicely. Below
him, the thick vibrator in his rear array began to turn up and made him hot. His valve was
worked wonderfully and the dildo went in again and again with a pop and pushed deeper and
deeper until it hit the ceiling knot.
"Ohhh...man that's good...Ratchet faster please...arrhhh yes more." The machine became
so fast as if a spike with penetrated him with full force. After a few clicks he slowly came
closer.
"Arrhhh...ask ohhhh damn it...I'm coming AARHH."
"You look so good when you writhe and scream." Ratchet stroked his chest plate and touched
the switch on the machine.
"But it can be even better, I want to see you suffer. I want to see how you overload yourself.
And you will give me six." Ratchet turned it up
"Six but that ARHH...CAN'T...OHHHH NO, OHHH NO...NOT ANY
HIGHER...ARRHH" Pharma tugged desperately at the restraints but he was completely
powerless.
The dildo penetrated faster and faster and made Pharma's senses full of sensations, he
screamed as his sensors from the soft material ran through his folds. It slammed into him and
let the lubricant run in a hot gush, one after the other. He tried to move but these restraints
were stronger than all the others. His array in the back was no better off, it was just leaking
out and stretching him.
"This is pointlessly smaller. I bind the strongest bots with these restraints and there is no
escape from me." Ratchet turned it up further and pulled on the ring that came out of his
spike's head and the cord tightened.
"ARHHH...RATCHET...OHHH PLEASE I'M COMING CLOSER...IT'S
INCREDIBLE." The dildo penetrated so fast like a drill, you couldn't really see it anymore.
He tried to lean back but that was a mistake, he pulled on his knot which was already
swollen. Exactly at the moment when Ratchet pulled on the spike again.
"AARRR...ARRRHHHHHH...YEEESSSSS...PLEASE, OHHH
PLEASE...AARHHH." Pharma fell into his overload but the machine carried on.
"ARRRGHHH...FRAGGG...OHHHH MAN IT'S...OHHHH AN
OVERLOAD...ARRHHHH." He fell over again.
"And how beautifully you can sing. Four more and you'll get a reward." Ratchet grinned and
flicked his spike.
Pharma didn't want to but when he pulled on the knot again he couldn't help himself.
"ARRRHHHH...MY VALVE RATCHET...OHHHH IT'S RUNNING...OHHHH
...I AAARRHHHHHH...OHH." Pharma was just coming down from the third overload
when he fell into the fourth. Which was just as hard and made him run.
"OHHHH NO NOT ARRHHH. ...ANOTHER...THAT...OHHHH NOT
POSSIBLE...AARHHHH." Pharma had never been overloaded like this before.
"That's what I call a good show, we should do that more often. And how beautifully you run."
Ratchet massaged his pelvis.
"RATCHET CAN'T OHHHH ...MORE
AARRRHHHHHH...ARRHHH...PLEASE." Pharma fell over again, he was slowly
getting weaker. When the sixth orgasm hit him, everything went black for a moment.
When he opened the optics after a few clicks, he could see that the machine was gone and his
spike was free of the cord and the ring. But he was still sitting on the vibrator, only it was
now in his valve and was also tied up, his plate had been put down. He was also lying further
forward so that his valve was completely free, his legs spread further apart.
"It's good that you're awake. Now it's time for a reward, little one." Ratchet stepped closer, it
was the perfect height to take Pharma, but he sat down.
"First I have to taste you, you dripped so beautifully."
Pharma wanted to say something else, but Ratchet was already licking his valve, his glossa
covering the sides. He licked up every drop of lubricant and stroked over to his knot. He
licked it and flicked it before sucking on it.
"Ohhhh yes...so good ohh...Ratchet ARHH." Pharma winced as he nibbled lightly and
rewarded Ratchet with a gush of lube which he immediately licked up.
"So nice. I could eat you all night." Ratchet purred and licked him deeply. After a few clicks
Pharma started to tremble.
"You're ready again the way you're trembling. I wonder what will happen if I do that."
Ratchet inserted two digits and touched his last row of knots while sucking hard on the knot.
"ARRR...ARRHHHH...OHHHH RA- RATCHETTT...OHHH PLEASE.
..ARHHH." Pharma fell over while Ratchet continued to suck and licked him again.
"Oh that's happening." Ratchet said. He started to stroke his spike.
"Now for your spike, it has to be nice and thick when I sit on it."
Ratchet started to pump him. He pushed his servo from the base up to the head, pressing
harder towards the top. As his spike began to smear, Ratchet licked long stripes down the
sides of the spike, licking at his head and pulling the glossa around it. Then he kissed the
spike and licked over it, the tip of his glossa entering the slit and pushing back and forth.
"Ohhh god Ratchet...arrhh...ohh please don't stop, please don't stop...ohhhhhh...yes."
Pharma didn't care if he begged, it was such a good feeling.
Ratchet swallowed his spike and ran his glossa around every spot. "You taste good little one."
Ratchet moved up and fluttered over his slit, then moved down and back up, sucking hard
and fluttering over the slit again.
"OH PRIMUS, OHHH PRIMUS...RATCHET I HAVE TO...ARRGHHHH." Pharma
fell over while Ratchet drank it, swallowing everything from his spike.
"ARRR...ARRHHHH...OHHHH YEEEEESSSSS I'M...COMING ARRGHHHHH."
Pharma twitched in his bonds and fell over for the third time.
After a few clicks he came down.
"Ohh man...you're really good at this."
Pharma looked up. Ratchet had risen and was staring hungrily at his spike.
"I'm glad to hear that. And now," Ratchet stepped over him, his valve was directly over his
spike, "I'm going to ride you." Ratchet only had to sit down, that's why the plate was adjusted
like that.
Slowly Ratchet sank onto the tip, lubricant ran down the spike, he slid around a bit to
lubricate it. Then Pharma's tip disappeared into the folds while Ratchet rocked again.
"Ratchet now do it...I'm dying here ohhh." Pharma finally wanted him to finish him off.
"Come on, finish me off."
"Ohh..such nasty words. But I will." Ratchet sank down and took his spike in one gulp. Then
he rubbed his valve against it. "I expect a few more overloads from you, after the first three
your spike should be excited. It's already twitching with joy."
"The first three!! I don't think so.." Pharma stopped and obediently drank the cube Ratchet
offered him.
"Of course the first three. Once I put my spike in you you'll wish you were somewhere else."
Ratchet lifted his hips and slammed them down, which made him groan.
"And I'll pound you like you've never felt anyone else."
"Only if we ohhh...cuddle afterwards." Pharma said hopefully.
"That's fine and now back to the most important thing, your spike." Ratchet breathed and
began to tilt the plate.
Pharma was turned up. His upper body was pointing upwards and his rear downwards,
Ratchet had stayed on his spike and could now penetrate wonderfully. Ratchet began a slow
rhythm and his valve caressed his spike as he penetrated. There must have been craters in his
valve
and grooves, it felt like a rough servo was sliding over the spike. That warm feeling as the
spike bounced off Ratchet's ceiling knot was too good, then the vibrator turned up again.
"Ohhh yesss...arrhhh Ratchet please faster...ohhh smash my spike....Arhhh." Pharma felt
lubricant flowing out of him.
"You can have it little one." Ratchet slammed his valve on it faster, bringing Pharma higher
quickly. "Tell me what you want Pharma ohhh."
"Bring me ohhhh...to overload arhhh...please shatter me ohhhh." Pharma felt he was
close. Then Ratchet thrust harder.
"ARRR...ARRHHH...ARRRHHHHH...OHHHH RATCHETTT PLEASE...IS
THAT OHHHH." Pharma fell over and moaned out his feelings. The vibrator ran into his
valve on the highest setting, which brought him back up. Ratchet's spike dripped onto his
stomach plates.
After the three overloads, Ratchet removed the vibrator and watched him twitch. Pharma
slowly came down and looked at Ratchet's spike. He must have not looked properly but that
made it better. The spike was longer and bigger than anything he had seen. It had a really
thick head with soft stubble under it, its length was thick with nubs and grooves that would
make any sensor sing. Then it had a thick end, that was a spike.
"You like what you see." Ratchet laughed then he turned the plate so Pharma was tilted
downwards.
"How can you turn the plate if it's just a table?" Pharma had been wondering that the whole
time.
"Oh, I have a lot more toys." Ratchet turned the tail up so he could penetrate properly.
"But if I were as needy as you are now, I would beg." He untied his legs and got two ropes.
Then he tied one leg around and threw it on a hook on the wall. He first attached it lightly
and then went to the other leg and did the same.
Then he tied both ropes under the table and pulled. Pharma had to watch as he was spread, in
this position Ratchet could really smash him.
"Ratchet, I want that..." Pharma remained silent as Ratchet rubbed his spike at the entrance.
He ran his fingers along the folds and pressed himself against them.
"You can ask for anything. I will ram you with my spike until you get charged." Ratchet
pushed his head in.
Since Pharma was still wet, the head penetrated and the thick length rubbed the nubs against
the walls. He penetrated deeper, the thick end was still missing. Ratchet moved back and
forth. A little, another little and another and then a big jerk with a slippery pop. The spike had
penetrated all the way in and made Pharma howl, he was slightly overloaded.
"You're already going at it well. Let's get you going." Ratchet pulled out a little before he
went in again.
Then Ratchet started to slowly push it in, the smacking sound could be heard every time the
thick spike penetrated. Pharma moaned as the nubs rubbed him, the thick head pressed in
deeper and deeper. Then his valve started to vibrate, but it wasn't his valve, it was Ratchet's
spike and it pressed in fantastically.
"Ohhh yes, more...deeper Ratchet...you wanted to ohhh...show me." Pharma wanted to be
really finished.
"You can do better than that...ohh such a nice outlet. Tell me what to do, little one." Ratchet
was able to penetrate wonderfully in this position.
"Ohhh please shatter me...I've waited so long ohhhh...for this...Put your spike into
me...AHHH." Ratchet seemed to find this satisfying, he hit him harder making Pharma
scream as he got closer.
OHHH...yes please...OHHH please...fill me...arrhhh...control me...you can do
anything...whatever you want." Pharma was already twitching and his mouth was
dislocating.
"Anything I want...ohh yes. So I can smash your valve hard then?" Ratchet leaned down. "I
can send you from one overload to the next?" Ratchet hit harder.
"I can fill you up until your belly bloats and then start all over again."
"YEEESSSSS...OHHH YES...ANYTHING PLEASE...ARRHH." Pharma was close to
being overwhelmed.
"You should be careful what you wish for. I'm going to make my spike thicker." Ratchet
grabbed Pharma's spike and pumped it. "You'll just beg and when we're done you'll come
back willingly to get that feeling again."
Ratchet started a fast pace and penetrated him up to the ceiling knot. When a particular spot
was hit, Pharma moaned so deeply that he was quite shocked by it.
"Has no one else been able to make you feel this way? Then it's time.
NOW.GIVE.ME.MY.FIRST.OVERLOAD." Ratchet made this point with every word and
brought Pharma over.
"AARR...AARRHHH...RATCHET YOU ARE...OHHHH AWESOME." Pharma's
valve tightened as he overloaded but that wasn't all. Ratchet moaned over him and let his
spike swell. It grew inside him.
"Good. So you noticed. I'm going to spread even more." Ratchet just kept going. He didn't
give Pharma a break and kept thrusting.
"OHH GOD...Ratchet don't you dare...stop ohhhh...make me really cum...ARHH".
Pharma has never been fucked like this before.
"Ohh yes..I will. Such a good bot that asks for more." Ratchet increased his pace after the
spike had adjusted.
"I haven't had such a willing bot in a long time. Tell me to fill you."
"Ohhh yes please fill me...I want to take it all in me...ARRHH". Pharma felt his next
climax. Then Ratchet's spike began to pulsate, there was a transformation and something sat
on his knot and vibrated.
"AARRHHH...ARRHHH COME ON...OHHHH FILL ME." Pharma fell over once
more and clenched around the spike. Then Ratchet came.
"YES little one...ohh...take it all in, there's more coming." Ratchet filled him and let his spike
swell again.
"Didn't you mean to...ARHH take me to recharge mode...OHH yes." Pharma twitched. "I
want to go from one overload...to the next...OHHH":
"Then you should hold on now."Ratchet looked mean as he started.
He had held back earlier, but now he slammed his spike in mercilessly. The wet, soft, thick
material penetrated more and more, and there was a slapping sound with each thrust. That
was exactly how he wanted to be taken, until he came again.
"AARHHH...JUST LIKE THAT AARHHHHH...OHHH YES MORE...I HAVE
NEVER OHH".
Pharma overloaded himself and felt Ratchet pour into him. A large gush of lubricant came in
and Ratchet continued.
"OHHH MAN I...ARRHHH...WILL BE BACK".
Ratchet pounded into it and soon filled it again. It was already running down the sides when
the spike swelled again and was now twice as thick as before. It could no longer deliver any
lubricant.
"Now I'm going to blow you up, little one. Let's see how much you can take, I'm still
stretched." Ratchet started again and began to speed up. Pharma just moaned and tugged at
the bonds.
"Now pay close attention." Ratchet's spike twitched and filled Pharma.
"OHHH...I ARRHHH...RATCHET...AAARRRR." Pharma screamed as he came again
and felt the next climax. "ARRR PLEASE...AARHH...OHHH." He could no longer speak.
"It's nice to be able to empty yourself. And you moan so well when you do it. Come on, let
everyone hear how good you scream." Ratchet filled him again, the bulge was already visible
but he continued.
"AARRR...AARHHH...RA-RATCHET...OHHH". Pharma didn't know how many
overloads were coming. Again it filled him. "AARHHHHH...AAHHHH". And another gush,
his belly was already bulging. Then another and another.
"AARRHHHHHHHHHH...OHHH OHH...ARRR". Ratchet kept going. He moaned
above him and still drove himself in, filling Pharma again.
"Come on...ohhh...fill me three more times." Ratchet moaned and came again. When he
entered again there was a slapping sound.
Pharma felt the lubricant sloshing inside him, his tank opening and more and more coming
in. His armor was dripping and his fans were working.
"AARHHHH...OHHHH PLEASE...AAARRRR". Again he was filled, his belly grew
larger. And another gush, the spike twitched happily as he pumped one gush after another
into him. Then a huge amount that gave Pharma the biggest orgasm.
"AARRR...OHHHH...I...AAAAARRRRRHHHHHHHHHH..." He noticed how it
was getting dark.
After a while Pharma woke up and the first thing he saw was Ratchet. He still had his spike
inside him and was smiling. His belly had grown huge. The restraints were gone and he was
lying on the bed.
"I told you I was taking you to recharge. And now you're going to overload again when
everything runs out. I'm looking forward to the show." Ratchet rocked a little.
"How many times have I overloaded?" Pharma asked.
"Fifteen times. Eight times for me, you really screamed, I had to dampen the rooms further."
Ratchet looked at him.
"That's... oh God." Pharma blushed. He had really screamed.
"Now we come to your pretty belly." Ratchet stroked it and squeezed it, which made him
howl. Then he slowly pulled his spike out.
"Come on. Let's get this over with." Pharma wanted to rock his hips but he noticed how
heavy it was. Ratchet must have pumped him really full.
Ratchet pulled out his spike and that was the end for Pharma. When the spike was out,
Ratchet sat down comfortably and watched.
"Ohh ask...ohh". The lubricant started to run out, a gush and then another.
His mouth twitched, it flowed onto the bed and from there through a hole. So Ratchet did this
more often. Pharma looked up and opened the optics. Ratchet held the servo over his
stomach.
"Ohhh no...don't push...Ratchet...ARHHH." Pharma overloaded, something rolled into
him and it continued to flow out.
"What did you do?"
"I only put a few balls in. Whenever something leaks out, it hits your knots." Ratchet
squeezed his stomach, even more came out.
When half of it was out, Ratchet massaged it and the balls hurled around, which sent him
over.
"ARRHHH...OHHH HOLY RATCHET...AHHH". A huge gush of lubricant came out,
with balls in it that fell out with a loud sound.
"RATCHET OHHH PLEASE...ARRHHH". The next gush came out.
Then more and more came out, after a few clicks it was over and Ratchet cleaned him up.
Then he put a cube next to him and lay down next to Pharma. He stroked him lightly on the
rudder.
"You haven't forgotten to cuddle." Pharma purred.
"Of course not. Come lie on top of me and tell me why you came here." Pharma lay on top of
him. "You did a great job and now you want to be here."
Ratchet stroked his back all the way to the stern.
"I did. It certainly looked like it and it wasn't all true." Pharma sighed. "When I first started
there, it wasn't that bad. Some bots were jealous of my job and tried to get rid of me by
teasing me, but it soon got worse. They started hiding my things and causing accidents that
made it look like I had done everything wrong. People didn't like me anymore and I was
avoided by everyone."
"Oh Pharma. I'm sorry." Ratchet hugged him and stroked him soothingly.
"That's not all." Pharma buried his helmet in Ratchet's neck cables. "When the base was
attacked, I set about repairing the cables to get the systems running. I was injured in the
process, but instead of helping me, they just left me lying there. I dragged myself on despite
the pain until I reached the base again."
"I would cut off the servo of every one of them." Ratchet growled dangerously.
"When I arrived, my wounds were treated but they said it was all my fault. That's why I had
to leave the base." Pharma swallowed deeply and felt safe with Ratchet. "Then I moved here
to start over. Hopefully no one here is so mean to me."
"Those miserable fools." Ratchet tightened his grip on him, narrowing his eyes as well.
"That can't be changed now, unfortunately." Pharma swallowed again.
"Don't worry Pharma. As long as I have something to say they'll think about it." Ratchet
hugged him tightly. "If you have problems you can come to me. Nobody will hurt you here."
"Thank you Ratchet." Pharma really meant it. "Are you saying you like me? I thought you
wouldn't want to see me anymore after the interface. I've always thought very little of myself.
I don't have the best curves, the best looks and I'm not as beautiful as the others."
"Don't say that." Ratchet looked deep into his optics. "I don't want this to be the last time I do
this with you. You are a very beautiful bot with many talents and good looks. Don't let others
spoil that for you. Besides," Ratchet stroked his sides. "You have wonderful curves and I
would like to touch them again. Just like everything else about you." Ratchet kissed him
sensually and rolled her over so that Pharma was on the bottom.
"No one has ever treated me like this, Ratchet." Pharma kissed him too. "That's really nice. I
like you too. Since I've been here, I've admired your intelligence, your comprehension and
your talent. Just like your beautiful colors and that beautiful armor."
"Just stop it, I only know what I look like." Ratchet kissed his neck. "But we'll still be able to
do a lot of great things. You're a great mech and that won't change.
If you want, you can help me in the Medbay."
"Oh great. We'll do something together again sometime. I've wanted to do that the whole time
and it would be a shame if it were over now." Pharma looked at Ratchet hopefully.
"You want to do an interface again and you can't get enough of me." Pharma nodded. "Well,
if that's the case, I want you here again, every night."
"Every night. Don't you get bored?" asked Pharma.
"I have many ideas that you will never say again. Preferably," Ratchet nibbled on the wires
on his neck, "I would chain you to my desk so that I can take you from time to time."
"Doesn't sound bad. But we could also have a drink together sometime, it's good to have
someone to talk to." Said Pharma.
"Anything you want. Now charge something. I'll take care of you and if anything happens,
come to me." Ratchet took him in his arms again and together they charged. Pharma was
happy to finally feel safe with someone.
Terms, and would like a story
Chapter by Ratchet30
Chapter Summary
Here you can choose a character that you would like to see together with Ratchet. Please
tell me all your wishes and what ideas you have for them
Processor- Brain
Helmet- Head
Audio Receptors, Audials- Ears
Enstril Nose- Nose
Optical Rim- Eyebrow
Optical(s)- Eyes
Intake- Breath
Intake- Neck
Dental/Dentas- Teeth
Derma- Lips
Comlink Frequency: How bots call each other
Glossa- Tongue
Vocalizer- Speech Apparatus
Visor- Protects the optics from explosions and splinters
Chest Plate- Breast Plate
Back Plate- (Plating on a Cybertronian's back to protect his back)
Armor- Like some animals, it's strong skin
Gauntlets- The lower half of your arm and also your
wrist
Shoulder Pad- Shoulder
Arm Guard- Padding on the arms
Skirt Plates- (I assume that's the purpose of the
Waist Armor,
Tail Plate- (Butt Armor)
Tail- Butt
Array, Codpiece- Protective plate in front of the valve
Aft Array- Asshole(I couldn't think of another term)
Spike- Penis
Pede(s)- Foot(feet)
Chassis- Chest
Scapula, Shoulder Blades/Upper Back- Back or upper back
Back Brace, Brace- Spine
Finger- Digits
Servo- Hand
Times
Astro-Click- One Earth millisecond
Breem- One Earth hour
Centi-Fore- 8300 Earth years/100 Cybertronian years
Jour- One Earth month (A Cybertronian month would be about 7 Earth months
long, but the calendar was changed when the bots landed on Earth.
Kilick '1 minute
Mega-cycle -1 Earth week
Micro-kilick - one tenth of a
second
Mellenna-Vorn - 1,000 Cybertronian years
Milli-Vorn - one million Cybertronian years
Nano-click - one tenth of an Earth second
Orbital cycle - 1 Earth year
Solar cycle (cycle) - 1 Earth day
Vorn -83 Earth years/ 1 Cybertronian year
I've put a few terms down here so that I don't have to write everything twice. If you want to
see a certain character with Ratchet, let me know. Also what you have in mind. Should it be a
romance, a comedy, something dirty or should it just be about friendship. There are only two
things you should keep in mind.
1-Ratchet will never take on a submissive role.
2- I won't write anything with him as a Decepticon or a story with a Con. Ratchet is and will
remain an Autobot.
End Notes
I just like Ratchet. I hope you enjoyed it so I can post more stories.
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