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Becoming Mama Bear	By : Breech_Loader Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Het - M/F Views: 8539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Becoming Mother Bear

Co-Written by Harley Quinn hyenaholic and Froggy22651

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Harley: Okay, so I told StSE that I’d change these first two chapters, and I meant it. Hell, I’m ahead of schedule – I did it in less than two weeks. If they still bear some similarity, it’s because Bumblebee is captured and raped. And so far as I know, StSE has as yet not acquired the copywrite for Bumblebee getting captured and raped. In fact, it’s impossible to copywrite an idea.
Not to mention she already accepted my apology before she suddenly ‘changed her mind’ which somewhat annoys me. Just because she thought I wasn’t really sorry... Well for one thing, it’s kinda hard to plagiarise, even accidentally, when half of the fanfic is being roleplayed by somebody who never even read the original.
I've already apologised, and I meant it then, whatever StSE may think. I have no intention of apologising again. You know, I think it’s actually better now. Certainly more Transformers Animated based. Before this, you’d hardly notice at the beginning.

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Chapter One: Tortured

Bumblebee shuddered in fear. He wasn’t sure of exactly how long he’d been in this cell; time had no meaning in this hole. It felt like forever. But he guessed it was about six months. Maybe longer. He had been captured in a violent battle between the Autobots and the Decepticons, and he had no idea why he was still forced to function. Well... he did have some idea. He wished he didn't.

When he’d first regained consciousness in the Nemesis, with his weapons disabled and his com-link to the other Autobots removed, Megatron had told him that his Autobot friends were all offline. Bumblebee had refused to believe the Decepticon warlord, so he’d been beaten by Lugnut until he gave in and admitted it – at least out loud. Megatron then told the other Decepticons that he didn’t care what they did with the little runt, and they had taken the opportunity to do what they wanted to him. Over and over again.

He hadn’t seen Megatron since then. Although he couldn’t exactly say that he missed the tyrant.

So he’d been tossed into the cells, and ‘con after ‘con had come into his cell. They had insulted him, beaten him, torn his armour off, and worse than any of that, he had been raped whenever one of them felt some pent-up energy or was just pissed off.

Now he was almost totally naked, only a few streaks of yellow paint on his remaining armour from the many times that their metal had ground against him. It seemed that every ‘con wanted a piece of him, taking his armour out with them. The plating on his crotch had been the first to go, followed by that on his chassis and thighs. Now there were only a few pieces on the backs of his arms and his feet, and he treasured them like a human might treasure a rare gem. His face was streaked with tears; his naked body stained with oily lubricants and his own energon.

It was Starscream who had been the first 'con to rape him. He had entered, sporting a dent in his armour that showed Megatron’s latest discontent with him. Then he had ripped the Autobot’s crotch-plating off, enjoying his agonised screams, beaten his way past every firewall Bumblebee could defend himself with, and savagely raped him, listening with sadistic glee to his pleas for mercy, mocking him with every thrust... He was the one who had taken the yellow mech’s primary crotch plating as a trophy, telling him that he wasn’t going to need it any more. The first time, Bumblebee had been convinced that Starscream was going to offline him. Now he wished the seeker would.

After he'd boasted of his actions around the Nemesis, other mechs had started to do it too, and they all had their different styles. Soundwave was brittle, cold and unforgiving – but he also liked Bumblebee to be very vocal. Blitzwing needed to be in his Random persona – the other two just beat or insulted him. Lugnut constantly called him ‘Megatron’. He’d even had Lockdown come in a couple of times, and the bounty hunter appeared to enjoy forcing him to show pleasure.

He lived in shame and pain and fear, and there wasn’t one day when he didn’t suffer...

“Well, just look at what crawled out of the scrap-heap...”

Oh Primus, don’t let it be Starscream, Bumblebee thought, huddling deeper into his corner. He looked up, and was almost relieved to see that it was his clones, Skywarp and Thundercracker standing outside his cell. Then common sense kicked in and he thought, Oh Primus, not Seekers! Seekers seemed to be the most sadistic of the Decepticons.

Skywarp wouldn’t dare touch him until he had been totally restrained. Thundercracker was incredibly dominant, and forced him to repeat, over and over, how much better than anybody else the dark blue Seeker was. Sunstorm liked blowjobs, and would repeatedly tell him how well he was doing, in that oozing, slimy, suck-up tone he used. Ramjet would always lie, telling him how he wasn’t going to hurt him, how it would be quick, how much he hated doing this. Dirge was probably the worst right after Starscream; she’d hit him around until he pleasured her.

But any of them were still less terrifying than Starscream himself; for he could and had done all of that, and worse.

“It’s not fair!” Skywarp whined, “There’s hardly anything to take off him anymore!” Thundercracker glared at the purple coward, and he flinched.

“There’s always something to take from someone,” Thundercracker stated confidently, opening the cell door and walking in, Skywarp right behind him.

Two of them. Oh Primus. There had never been two Decepticons together before. They had always come in one at a time. This was going to get nasty; Bumblebee just knew it. But then, wasn’t it always?

“Yeah... there’s always something to take...” Thundercracker repeated, leering as Bumblebee tried to back further into his corner. From the look on the Autobot’s face, and word around the base, he was betting the brat had never been approached by two Decepticons at once. It might have been fun to get Dirge to do it – or more accurately, to force Bumblebee to do her - but she was busy and he wanted to see Bumblebee’s fear right now! He shouldn't have to wait! So, Skywarp was bullied into helping him.

“Oh please...” Bumblebee pleaded, shivering.

“You’re right,” said Skywarp, “He’s still standing up for his dignity.”

“Unlike you,” Thundercracker sneered, then looked back down at Bumblebee, getting down on his haunches to look the terrified Autobot in the optics, “How about we have a little two on one, eh, slut?” he leered, “I just know you’ll come for me, not the coward.”

“Please don’t make me...” Bumblebee whispered, “I don’t want this... any of this...” He curled up protectively, as if it was going to do him any good in here.

Skywarp looked at him over his brother’s shoulder, “What’s the matter, whore?” he asked cruelly, “Nervous? Never been on the receiving end of a three-way before? Oh, it’s not so bad... you get twice the pleasure and nobody expects you to do anything!” For all his cowardice, Skywarp could easily be as malicious and spiteful as any of his siblings - provided of course, that his target was good and helpless. And Bumblebee was as helpless as they came.

The only way Bumblebee could have retreated further into that corner would be to have a square back. Thundercracker dragged him out and pulled him into a standing position, and behind him, Skywarp twisted his right arm all the way up his back until he choked in pain. He struggled, but he wasn’t strong enough to fight either of them off.

“Please don’t...” Bumblebee pleaded one last time, the oily tears welling up in his optics again.

Thundercracker grinned maliciously, dragging his sharp servos town Bumblebee’s bare body, before rubbing around his crotch, “Who’s the best?” he growled, his claws tightening around the Autobot’s neck, “Who’s gonna make you scream?”

“You... are...” Bumblebee wept, knowing by now the response Thundercracker wanted. He could feel Skywarp pushing two fingers into his exhaust, rummaging deep, and his legs trembled with the effort of standing.

“If you drop, I swear I’ll drag you out of this cell and everybody in this base will take turns on you, whore!” Thundercracker threatened him.

Bumblebee gave another sob, then a screech of pain as Skywarp rammed his fist into him, his claws scraping inside the yellow mech as he desperately tried to twist away. But that only took him closer to Thundercracker.

“I swear, the little slut gets more eager for it every day,” Skywarp smirked at Thundercracker, his fist still rummaging inside Bumblebee.

Bumblebee received a savage backhand from Thundercracker, “I’m the best!” he snarled, “You’ll only scream for me!” With that, he thrust his interface cables into Bumblebee's port hard, and the younger mech screamed again.

“Oh please! Oh please stop!” he wailed, more oily tears streaking down his face. Two of his orifices were being ravaged at once, “I can’t... it hurts! Oh please... PLEASE!”

“Who’s the best?!” Thundercracker snarled, holding Bumblebee up as he thrust in and out of the yellow mech hard, “Scream my name, whore!”

“Thundercracker! You’re the best!” Bumblebee wailed. Anything to just make it stop...

Thundercracker backhanded Bumblebee again, still thrusting, “Louder! So the whole base can hear it!”

“YOU THUNDERCRACKER! YOU’RE THE BEST!” Bumblebee screamed desperately. Energon was trickling from his exhaust again.

Skywarp yanked his fist out of Bumblebee’s exhaust, and was rewarded by another agonised scream. He straightened up behind the mech, and still twisting Bumblebee’s right arm up his back, ground his hips against the Autobot’s aft. He pushed three fingers into Bumblebee’s mouth, stifling his cries, “Lick it all off, slut!” he cried out gleefully.

Bumblebee gave another sob, but began to lick his own energon off Skywarp’s fingers, knowing full well by now than biting down would result in far more pain than resisting was worth. Sandwiched between the two sadistic mechs, he could barely even move, let alone struggle.

Skywarp deliberately moaned his pleasure into Bumblebee’s audios, knowing how much he hated it. The young mech’s muffled whimpers were really turning him on now, and with his hand still in the Autobot’s mouth, he fumbled for his own crotch-plating. There was a horrible moment...

And Bumblebee screamed again, even with Skywarp’s fingers in his mouth as the ‘con’s interface cables forced him forward, further onto Thundercracker’s; which just made him scream even louder. As soon as Skywarp’s foul-tasting fingers left his mouth, he gave a scream, “STOP! PLEASE! NOT BOTH! I’LL DO YOU ALL BUT NOT BOTH!”

“Shut up, Auto-whore,” Thunderdcracker growled, thrusting harder, his claws digging in, “You’re just lucky Sunstorm’s busy out scouting.” He shivered with sadistic glee as he pictured Bumblebee being raped in all three of his holes at once. It aroused him even more.

Bumblebee sobbed, pleaded and howled, knowing all the time that it was utterly pointless. Skywarp and Thundercracker together were tearing down his already weakened firewalls with such savagery that he could only stand there and scream. His wires were being torn and he felt so disgustingly helpless. Thundercracker dragged him forward, snapping his spark casing open with ease.

“Now for a little spark-to-spark,” he hissed, forcing his spark onto Bumblebee’s, delighting in the fear and pain on his victim’s face. Bumblebee’s scream increased in pitch as Thundercracker howled in pleasure at his own pain.

“YOU WIN! YOU ALL WIN!” Bumblebee screamed as an angry and unwanted spark came to overload in him. His mind became an inferno of agony even as Thundercracker revelled in his own selfish pleasure. But he could not overload for the seeker. He had never overloaded for any of the Decepticons.

“I knew I would,” Thunderdcracker stated, still intensely pleasured from hurting the young Autobot. He pulled away, and Bumblebee slumped forward, slipping out of Skywarp’s grasp and crashing to the floor.

“Oh no you don’t,” Skywarp grinned down at the helpless Autobot, while a satisfied Thundercracker sat down on his berth, relaxing with his interfacing equipment still in full veiw. Skywarp dragged Bumblebee to his feet again, “It’s not over until we’re both satisfied, you oil-sucking little tramp...”

Bumblebee hung limp in the purple seeker’s arms, still overwhelmed by Thundercracker’s overload, “Oh don’t...” he whimpered, his body shaking, “I can’t take anymore...”

“Don’t be such a wimp,” Skywarp sneered, and opened up his own spark chamber, preparing to invade Bumblebee’s own. The Autobot gave a helpless moan, struggling slightly, and Skywarp’s grip tightened on him.

“Amazing,” Thundercracker commented unpleasantly from the berth, “I never believed I’d meet somebody even more cowardly than you are, Skywarp. Still, what else can you expect from a weak, pitiful little Autobot?” He leant back against the wall to enjoy the show.

“Don’t...” Bumblebee sobbed again softly. Skywarp just forced his aroused spark onto the yellow mech’s, and started to groan in pleasure. The further Bumblebee’s spark retreated, the harder Skywarp pressed forward, and he could only start up his wailing again.

From the berth, Thundercracker watched, stroking his exposed cables lightly. Of course, his overload had been far more impressive, but to see Bumblebee squirm and beg so pathetically from a totally different angle was always enjoyable, even when you weren’t the one doing it. Especially since he was obviously so afraid of a gutless, pathetic coward like Skywarp. In fact, seeing Skywarp act like the dominant one for once was getting him aroused all over again.

Bumblebee continued to beg and sob, twitching feebly at the second invasion of his spark in under five minutes. The pain was burning at him, and his screams and struggles grew louder and more frantic. Skywarp wouldn’t allow him to retreat even the slightest bit, nor would he pause his violation. Feelings of agony, terror, and humiliation, coupled with a deep desire to offline, swept through Bumblebee’s mind.

Then, without warning, Skywarp overloaded onto him, and he gave another howl of pain, fear and sheer exhaustion. Finally Skywarp knocked him aside, chuckling, and once again he crashed to the cell floor, still conscious, still whimpering, but unmoving.

As he lay facing the wall, all too aware of the throbbing agony of his spark, Bumblebee continued to sob. He couldn’t stand this. He wanted to offline. But the Decepticons would never do such a thing on purpose; he was just too much fun still functioning. As he painfully shifted onto his side to stare at the wall, he could hear Thundercracker and Skywarp getting hot together on his berth. The very thought of it made him shudder.

Why hadn’t his friends come for him? He knew he couldn’t tell them where he was thanks to losing his com-link, but surely they knew he still functioned? They’d still be able to trace his energy signature, even if Megatron told them he was offline and showed them his torn armour, right? Perhaps this was all just some horrendous nightmare and he’d wake up any moment now. Perhaps it was only a matter of minutes before Optimus Prime himself walked into the cell and carried him away, back to safety. He had to keep on thinking that sort of thing or he’d lose his mind. Perhaps he already had.

It was almost an hour, and a few parting kicks and insults later, but Skywarp and Thundercracker finally left him in peace, to further contemplate what horrors awaited him. But then, waiting wasn’t the worst part. Because no matter how bad he imagined it was going to be, his captors always found a way to make it much worse.

“I can’t do this...” he whispered to himself, curling up painfully on the cell floor. Despite his exhaustion, he knew he wasn’t going to get any recharge tonight. Not when he didn’t even dare to shutter his optics.

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Harley: Well? Now that this is a totally re-written chapter (and the next one is too), why not leave a review for them both? No need to leave two reviews – just say what you think all in one. A few of the later chapters needed a few lines altering them because different people are hurting Bumblebee. Hell, if you enjoy it, why not read the whole thing through, all over again?
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