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A Series of Events	By : zypherion Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers,nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I do own copyrights to all OCs in this fic.

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A year later…
Prime brought together the first new group, which included myself, to let us know how proud he was of us for training so hard and learning all we could about battle tactics as well as the glowing reports he got from our supervisors on our performance of what duties we were assigned. He told us he felt comfortable allowing us to go further away from the ship as long as we had a veteran with us just as a precaution. Then he relayed to us that more Autobots were coming from Cybertron soon so we should make them feel welcome. He also informed us that some of us would be gaining a roommate, which would be from the newest group. We were excused after that announcement, so I headed over to talk to Ironhide about having Tracer as my roommate. He was working on new room assignments so my timing was spot on. Tracer was certainly surprised to hear that she'd be rooming with me due to the influx of new Bots that would be arriving; but she was happy about it too as we had become good friends. Bebop came out of his room to see what we were up to as we had to move stuff from her room to mine, then offered to help. We accepted of course so the three of us made short work of the move. By the time we were done Ironhide was going from room to room to see if vets would move in with other vets and then letting the newest group know where they'd be moving in and when to be moved by. The Hydrobots were going to be in a very large room that had to be converted over to quarters so they would have to wait awhile before they moved from their individual rooms. Bebop remained in his room with his cassettes, not getting a roomie since his room was full enough with the five of them. Ironhide stopped at Shark's room and knocked. The door opened and the look on the mechs’ face was interesting to say the least.
"What in da name of Primus you got dere Shark?" Ironhide asked, pointing into the room.
Shark's voice answered calmly, "It's an aquarium."
Ironhide shook his head, incredulously inquiring, "Is that fish I see in dere?"
"Oh yeah, can't have an aquarium without fish. Is it going to be a problem?" Shark queried.
Ironhide frowned slightly, venting softly, "Well ya see I was gonna assign ya a roomie, but looks like there's no room for anyone else unless that thing goes."
"Oh I dunno about that Ironhide, Seaspray may like bunking with me just to stare at the fish." Shark pointed out.
Ironhide looked thoughtful about that, "Well I'll get back to ya on dat Shark. Good cycle."
"See you Ironhide." Shark replied.
I shook my head a bit, it was obvious to me that Shark hadn't told anyone about that aquarium since he started building it. The fact he had fish in it made me wonder what he was feeding them. I caught up with Ironhide to see who was moving where so far, which would alter how I went about delivering and picking up reports.
By the end of the week a cloaked shuttle arrived and the new group of Bots disembarked. Ironhide set them up in rooms in twos, apparently the mech foreseeing the need to keep some rooms open for any other arrivals in the future. Once they got settled Prime called us all to the rec room and we went through introductions. Prime was pleased to have a couple combiner groups among the arrivals. I understood why of course as the Hydrobots needed training in battling another combiner. The officers had to meet to figure out who would be supervising whom when it came to the new arrivals. Right after that Prime came to me with the updated CoC list so I knew whom to get reports for which officer. It was the next day that I got run around the ship for hours on end picking up and delivering reports. Thankfully I memorized the new room assignments along with whom I had to pick up from and where the report went. In those duties though I was thrown for a loop when I didn't find Seaspray in his room. So I checked at Shark's room and there was Seaspray already moved in. He apologized for not letting me know about the move, but it had just happened within the last hour. The new roommate arrangements certainly showed that the affects of the kissing experiment had not been forgotten. It proved to be a bit optic opening for me with a few instances of catching mechs in rather compromising positions.
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A month later…
Ratchet asked me and the other femmes to come to the med bay for checkups. It was odd that it was just him alone, but the reason for it was made clear when he asked us to stay so he could talk to us. I was frankly surprised to find out that femmes had anything like a period or heat cycle. But Ratchet assured us it was normal, though unpredictable when it would occur. He gave us the signs we should look for and told us to notify him if we noticed those signs so he could arrange for us to be secured away from the mechs in the ship. He was making it sound like a femme in such a cycle was so receptive to being approached that she'd just not say no. I had a hard time believing that, but figured he knew what he was talking about so it was best to be ready.
Tracer was keen on researching Cybertronian sexuality once we got back to our shared room. I decided to supervise just in case she had questions. So when she came upon what she thought was a report and clicked on it, we both gasped in surprise at what popped up instead. I had never thought such a race would have porn, but there it was on the computer screen.
"Oh wow, do you think all mechs are that large Cuda?" Tracer asked me while the mech on the screen was preparing himself with a little help from the femme with him.
"To be honest with you, no. They probably all differ depending on some variable or other. Whoever filmed this probably went out of their way to find a mech with a large one then find a small femme to make him look even bigger." I replied.
"But wouldn't that hurt the small femme?" Tracer asked.
"Well I suppose that depends on how well lubricated she is and how relaxed she is upon penetration." I told her.
On the screen the mech was getting ready to enter the femme. Tracer watched on, though I looked away. She glanced up at me, "Do you know what it's like Cuda?"
I frowned to that question. My past as a human had not been brought up with her or anyone that hadn't been there when I gained the body I was in now. However, I couldn't tell her an outright lie either, as that just wasn't in my nature. "Well yes and no." I replied.
"Meaning what?" Tracer asked, pausing the video on the computer.
I vented out softly, having to explain to her that before I had come to be Barracuda that I was a human for over forty years, tell her how I came to be in this body, then going back to tell her that I had been with a couple male humans as a human, but not with a mech. She looked surprised by all I told her, but was accepting and even impressed that I was able to transition from an organic body to a metallic one. So she asked me questions about what it was like as a human so she could compare it to what she saw on the video. I told her all I wished to tell her. Sex hadn't been something I had truly enjoyed and I told her that the video would make it look like it was so great when it may not be exactly as it was portrayed. Tracer seemed disappointed by that, but she watched the video to the end.
"Cuda have you ever… well… explored your own body?" Tracer asked, then furthering, "Explore to pleasure specifically."
I looked up from the drawing I was doing, "When I was human I did. I have not done so in this form though."
Tracer cocked her head and inquired, "Any reason why?"
I shrugged my shoulders, "Not had the inclination or reason to do so."
Tracer moved from the computer to sit opposite me, "But then what happens when you are with someone you really like and want to have them to touch you. You'd not be able to tell them what feels good."
I vented softly to that, "Yeah I suppose you are right there. But I'm not keen on being with anyone right now or in the immediate future. Besides there is the fact that I was once a human, so that may be a bit of a turn off."
Tracer shook her head, "I don't know Cuda, just seems like a convenient excuse to me. But if you aren't ready then anyone that did want to pursue you would have to be patient and wait."
I nodded to her, "That's right."
Tracer just nodded and left it at that as she walked back over to the computer to continue her research.
It was a few hours later that she called me over to check out something else called 'body alignment', which sounded a lot like a combination of massage and chiropractic manipulation. She wanted to try it out and since I wasn't on duty for awhile I got to be her experiment on how to properly do the movements. By the time she was done I realized not only did I feel very good, but by her touching me I got a bit of an education of what areas on my body responded to touch more. I told her I should learn to do it too, then we could surprise the officers with a gift of relaxation when Christmas rolled around. She was thrilled at the idea and allowed me to do the alignment moves on her.
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