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Transformers Liberation	By : TJChaos Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Transformers franchise, but if I did this is certainly not what I'd do with it. This is not a true story. The fact that I don't make any profit from this proves there is justice in the world.

Chapter List
- 1-Transformers Liberation
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"Wow, who would have thought that you were half-Cybertronian? And that you'd grow up so quickly like that!"
"Thanks, Captain Exposition."
The Autobots had just returned to their secret base after the day’s events. Sari was with them.
“Sari, we need to have a talk about your future,” said Optimus Prime.
The girl stopped munching on a packet of potato chips she’d just opened. “About what?"
“Sari, you just found out you’re half-Cybertronian. That changes things.”
She kept eating. “Sure. But what are you going to do? I don’t feel much different.”
Ratchet tutted. “She doesn’t get it, Prime.”
Optimus raised his hand in a placating gesture. “OK. I’ll handle this, Ratchet.”
He knelt down so that he was eye-to-eye with the organic girl. “Sari, do you know why you never see any female Autobots?”
Sari thought about this. “I think I’ve seen one or two… No, they were Decepticons. There are more guys, though. That’s a bit unfair, I think.”
“Yeeeah. You see, Sari, we don’t bring our females into battle with us…”
“Yeah,” said Bulkhead. “Who would clean our servos or make us dinner?”
Sari threw a wrench at him. “That’s totally sexist!”
“Not for us, Sari,” Prime continued. “You see, for us, females serve a very specific purpose… Did your father ever tell you about the birds and the bees?”
She glared at him. “I know what birds and bees are.”
“So close,” said Prowl, shaking his head.
“What he means, kid,” said Ratchet. “Is that we use our women for procreation. Put them on a farm in Cybertron and use them whenever we feel like releasing steam from our diodes.”
“Hur hur,” said Bulkhead.
“And as a Cybertronian female in wartime,” the medic continued. “It’s your duty to service us with your body.”
Sari wasn’t following this. “You mean like a mechanic?”
“Sort of… Sort of… Prime, you take over. Kid’s one chip short of a processor.”
Optimus Prime brought himself up to his full and impressive height.
“Sari, for the glory of the great Ultra Magnus – may his oil ever be runny – I am requisitioning your body to entertain the troops. As a Cybertronian citizen, you have no say in the matter.”
“What!?” Sari was outraged. “You can’t make me do anything! You’re not my Dad!”
“Sari, this is your duty,” said Prowl.
“Yeah,” said Bulkhead. “I haven’t had sex since I got dumped on this rock.”
“Sex!?” said the girl, who was slowly realising the predicament she was in. “I’m not having sex with you!”
Prowl turned to Prime. “What do we do? She says no.”
”Wait, I think I saw this on TV,” volunteered Bulkhead. “Humans really love having stuff stuck up them. Of course, they say no at first, but then they end up enjoying it, and there’s all this saxophone music.”
“So no really means yes? Hmm. Good work, Bulkhead.”
He seemed to reach a decision. “If Sari wants a gangbang, then that’s what we’ll give her.”
Sari protested. “But I don’t want a gangbang! I don’t even know what a gangbang is!”
“You see, Bossbot? She’s really saying yes.”
“Hmm, I think you’re right, Bulkhead. As guests on this planet, we must respect the native customs. Now, Sari, bend over and it’ll all be over quickly.”
Sari used her jet-boosters to leap across the room. “Get away from me, you gigantic lug! I don’t know what you’re doing where, but it stops now!”
Prime pulled out his axe. “Autobots, grab the slut-bot!”
“Aah!” Sari screamed as the Autobots gave chase. They weren’t playing around! With her new upgrades she was fast, but they were experienced fighters, having held their own against the Decepticons a few times now. She didn’t know exactly what they wanted with her, but she knew it wouldn’t be good once they caught her. How would she get out of this situation?
“Sari, over here!”
She looked down and saw a yellow car sitting on the driveway.
“Bumblebee!”
She flew down towards her friend and through the window that he opened for her. When she was in, the window wound up and Bumblebee drove off at speed.
Soon, confident they had escaped the other ‘Bots, they pulled over on a mountain road.
“Man, they chased us all through the city!” Bumblebee said, breathing heavily from the prolonged chase.
Sari shook her head. “I can’t believe it! What’s come over those guys?”
“Uh, I don’t know,” said Bumblebee. “Hey, Sari, you, uh… you wouldn’t mind transforming into your Cybertronian armor, would you?”
“Why?” asked Sari.
“Uh… no reason. I just think you look cooler in it.”
“Well, you got that right. OK, I’ll transform.”
When she transformed into her hot little cyber-body, Bumblebee nearly blew a gasket.
“Oh yeah. Oh, that’s good.”
“Uhh… Bumblebee? Are you OK?”
“Huh? Sure. Why do you ask?”
Sari pointed. “Your windows are all steaming up.”
“Uh, sure. It’s really hot in here, don’t you think?”
“Actually,” said Sari, who realised she was sweating. “It is. Is your heating unit malfunctioning? Hey, there’s hot air blowing through the air conditioner!”
“Yeah, a malfunction,” replied Bumblebee’s voice. “So it’s gonna get a lot hotter. You might want to take off some of your clothes.”
“Huh? Are your diodes in a glitch? I’ll just step outside.”
“No!” said the yellow ‘Bot suddenly, locking the doors. “If you go outside, the others might pick up your Cybertronian signature!”
“Oh, that’s true,” said Sari. “Well, I guess I’ll take off some of this heavy armor.”
She removed some metal plating from her front, exposing her wires.
Suddenly, a jet of liquid shot out of the dashboard, hitting her square in the face.
“Hey!” she cried, wiping herself down. “Did you just spray oil at me?”
“Uhh… it was a leak! Yeah, that’s right! Totally random and not at all deliberate!”
“I should hope so,” she said. “Hey, you got any music in here?”
“Yes…” said Bumblebee, and Sari completely missed the very suspicious, calculating tone in his voice. “Just check my glove compartment…”
She bent over, and the Autobot got an eyeful of cyber-booby. True, they weren’t the biggest, but breast was breast.
The cigarette lighter suddenly glowed red and a bolt of flame shot towards Sari. She was instantly engulfed in the flame.
“Ah! Bumblebee, what the heck…!?”
But because she was wearing her Cybertronian armor, she wasn’t harmed. However, it just so happened to burn off all her clothes.
Before she could react, the seatbelts from both of the front seats shot out and entangled the embattled robo-girl.
“Help!” she cried as she was bound, naked inside the Autobot.
“This is beyond weird! Let go of me right now!”
“Sorry, Sari, can’t resist!” chimed the randy robot, happily.
It was so cramped in Bumblebee’s body that she was trapped – she couldn’t move at all. She had lost her footing with the flame attack and was being totally supported by the seatbelts. She was like a fly caught in a spider web.
She squealed as she felt her body being forced into a crouching position.
“Bumblebeeeee!!”
She jumped as she felt something. Her eyes went wide as she looked in the front mirror to see that she was being lowered, naked onto Bumblebee’s firm, black gearstick – and she couldn’t do anything to stop it!
She struggled as the lips of her pussy reached the tip of the gearstick. "If you think for one minute that I'm gonna...
"Ohhhh..."
Two minutes later, Sari was pumping up and down on Bumblebee's gearstick.
"Uh! Yeah... Uh! Uh!”
“Aaah, Saarii…” sighed Bumblebee’s voice, drowsily.
“Uh!” Sari was grunting every time the stick entered her pussy. “Uh! Uh! No way… Uh! What is this? Uh! This is too good!”
She was crouched down on the Autobot’s gearbox, using the stick to pleasure herself with gusto. With her body having grown since her last battle, she wasn’t used to the tingling feelings that erupted from her pussy.
She felt like she’d go crazy from this incredible feeling.
“How do you like my stick? Pretty good grip action, huh?”
"Will you just shut up and fuck me?"
“Where did you learn a word like that?”
She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming through these incredible, and unexpected, feelings. “I think my Cybertronian programming is telling me what to do.”
“Wow, Sari. That’s really neat. Can it…”
“I told you to shut up and fuck me, Tonka toy!”
"Affirmative!" he said. "Shutting up now! This is me, shutting up!"
Sari gave an exasperated growl. "You are sooo annoying! Why can't you... Ohhhh!"
Bumblebee started to shift gears and the movement took her by surprise.
“Well, I can’t let you do all the work.”
Sari’s legs were starting to shake, so she shifted position. She knelt in front of the gearbox and let the stick flick in and out of her while she gripped onto the dashboard for dear life.
“Oh GOD I can’t take much more of this!” she cried.
“Really?” said the voice of the car. “I can keep going for ages. Maybe you need more energon.”
“Energon? Uh! I’m a human, tin can!”
“Oh yeah? Then why are you having sex with a car?”
Try as she might, Sari couldn’t think of a single good response to that, except:
“Shut up!”
“Here, I’ll give you a boost.”
Sari felt something weird, and then screamed.
She looked back to see a hose that had clearly just come from the floor and buried itself in her ass.
The unexpected stimulation caused her to have an orgasm and she came all over Bumblebee’s gearstick.
“What the hell are you doing!!?” she screamed, several octaves above her normal voice.
"I think you need a fill-up!" said Bumblebee, unconcerned by her discomfort.
Before she could say anything, she felt the car pump something into her body.
“Whaaoh! What the Hell did you just...!? Did you just spray me full of oil!?"
"Yep!" said Bumblebee. "Only premium-grade from the yellow funster!"
Her protests were cut off as she felt the chemical reaction begin inside her. What felt so weird to her human side had really appealed to her Cybertronian programming, and her exposed circuitry glowed with energy. Her screams changed.
“Oooohhhhh…”
She reached for the car door. It unlocked for her and she was out of the car.
Sari stood in the noonday sun. She was standing to attention, as if someone had shoved a pole in her back. Straight as her posture was, she was swaying lightly from side to side, staggering on the spot. She had the most ridiculous expression on her face, her mouth hanging open in an ‘o’, drool running down her chin.
Oh, and there was oil seeping down her inside thighs.
“Oo… oo…” came the sounds from her mouth.
“Uhh… Sari?” said Bumblebee. “Are you OK?”
“Oo.”
“Not very articulate today, are you?
“You.”
“Sari?”
“You… Son of a Bitch! You… Oo…”
She turned suddenly and threw herself on his bonnet.
“You sexy machine, you! Oh, man! Who knew oil could feel soooo gooood…?”
“Wow. You’ve turned into a real slut-bot, haven’t you?”
She was licking his chassis.
“Uh-huh,” she said. “I’m your slut-bot. Your naked, squishy slut-bot.”
She opened his fuel tank and stuck her tongue down it.
“Uh, Sari, you’re really fine and everything, but you’re kinda creeping me out here!”
“I don’t care!” she cried, stroking his boot and trying to wrap her mouth around his exhaust pipe. “I’m your Cybertronian slut-bot! Use me! Abuse me! Do anything, just keep pumping your hot sweaty oil inside me!”
Bumblebee was worried. He opened his door. “You’d better get in back in, Sari.”
Breathing heavily, she snuck in and started to rub herself up and down on his chair. He closed the door behind her.
You’ve gone oil-crazy. It’s a classic case. I should probably take you back now..."
"No!" said Sari, grabbing the steering wheel and holding on tight. He groaned at her grip on his special area. "Let's find the nearest oil refinery and fuck!"
"Ohhh… Wait, what!?"
Her eyes were wide and mad. "I want all that oil inside me!!
If he was in robot mode, Bumblebee would have rolled his eyes. But seeing as he wasn’t, he merely tooted his horn sadly and drove on towards the oil refinery.
Back at Autobot headquarters, where they had all returned after pulling a deranged Sari and an exhausted Bumblebee from an oil tank at the local refinery, Bulkhead, Ratchet and Prowl were in vehicle mode… sharing. Optimus Prime stood with Professor Sumdac, who was watching with horror.
"What have you done? You've turned my daughter into a sex-starved cum whore!"
"That's simply not true, Professor," said Optimus Prime. "She's not sex-starved; we've been seeing to that."
"Round the clock!" chimed Ratchett.
"In fact, it's Bumblebee's time again now, isn't it?"
Bumblebee gave a despairing face. "Come on, guys! I'm almost out of oil as it is!"
"Aww, does the little Protoform not have it in him to lubricate one little Earth girl?" said Ratchet, mockingly.
"Hey, I've got oil!" said Bumblebee. "I've got oil to spare! Just you watch me!"
He leapt into the fray. Sari was happy to see him.
Optimus Prime turned to Professor Sumdac.
"Professor, are you sure you're OK with this? We can stop if you think it's inappropriate for your daughter."
Sumdac took a moment to look at Sari's face, her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her mouth stuck in an insane grin while she entangled herself in Bumblebee's windscreen wipers.
He sighed.
"Whatever makes her happy," he said.
Optimus turned to his team.
"Autobots, let's transform and have sex!”
And Sari had all the oil she could drink.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
This story is weird. I may have written it, but you’re the one who took the time to read it.
What have I been smoking?
++ EMPIRE of DIRT, May 2009 ++
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