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Feral Incest	By : Scourgelover Category: Transformers > G1 > Het - M/F Views: 2016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A feral Sweep called Number 13 had been living in the wild for many years as leader of a feral Sweep Pack, successfully siring many litters of Sweepcubs with his mate. Now he was captured by the Quintessons, and his mate was coming into heat. Unaccustomed to having her mate not being around to service her needs, she began rolling on the grass in front of the feral Sweeps' main den. She had backed up against a tree and used fluids from her port to mark like a male, displaying her condition.
Number 12, the less savage and more docile twin brother of Number 13, might have mated with her, had he not been absent and mating with his own female. But he was unavailable.
Presently, the female Autobot's oldest son, who was also Number 13's eldest, returned from patrolling the territory. He paused at a tree used for marking, rubbing his beard against the trunk, then raking the bark with his claws. He sniffed and smelled the intense odor of his own mother's cyber estrus, right on the trunk. Then he did something that he'd never done before. His interface panel slid open, revealing his pointy little red rocket. A clear fluid, which was not semen, nor was it waste liquid, was sprayed from the tip, in approximately the same place where he smelled the female's scent. This was not a behavior done in normal marking; this only happened when a female was advertising her presence and readiness to mate, with her own marking. This marking with fluid from the penis indicated an intent on the part of the male to mate with the female who had made the initial marking. It was precisely how Number 13 and Number 12 had claimed their own mates. Number 12 would smell this and understand that Number 13's female had been claimed, and he would not mate with her. A strong musky odor wafted from Number 13's eldest's penile deposit.
The female paused in her rolling to get up and sniff at the tree trunk after watching her son mark the spot. She smelled his strong musk, becoming more aroused as she took in the odor, the pheromones within working on her processor. After all, she had been the pack-leader's mate. Since Number 13 was no longer around, and thus no longer the Leader, the succession had gone to his son. So naturally, whenever a new leader came to power, the first thing he would do is take the mate of the previous leader. So then it was purely by instinct that mother and son were drawn to each other. She nuzzled the pack-leader and then presented herself in the mating position, a clear invitation to mount.
The new Pack-Leader had only entered cyber-puberty a few years prior, and had a scruffy half-beard. His penis was still small and slender compared to his father's, having not fully grown, and his body was only about half the size of a fully adult Sweep. However the hormones he was bathed in that had caused his beard to start growing had already put prominent barbs on the tapered glans of his penis.
He climbed over the female and roughly grasped the back of her neck in his jaws. She wasn't unaccustomed to this, as her previous mate was quite aggressive when he mounted. Unlike Number 12, who preferred privacy, Number 13 had sometimes taken his mate and mounted her with cubs watching. And unlike Number 13, his eldest son had never been sapient, and thus had no qualms about mounting his own mother.
She barely felt the insertion of the slender penis of the youthful subadult Sweep, only about as thick as her middle finger, as it penetrated her. But the first outstroke was felt in full as the barbs did their work, raking her port repeatedly as her partner thrusted rapidly.
Number 13's eldest had never mated before. After his father disappeared, when his mother started to come into heat, he felt strange stirrings in his loins. A feeling of pleasure that he had not experienced previously. When she had marked the tree with the essense of her cyber estrus, it had activated a purely instinctive program, triggering an interest in mating. As his slick, prelubed penis slipped inside the female's port, which was much wider than his red rocket was thick, he had an upsurge in pleasure. His hips pumped rapidly, the pullback of the barbs on the posterior side of the femme's port feeding his sensations.
The femme moaned during the pullbacks, though the in-thrusts were still barely perceptible. Suddenly the male growled sharply around a mouthful of neck, holding position while everting his little rocket to the maximum, depositing a load of thin, whitish semen. After the insemination, he leaped backwards, dismounting and withdrawing in haste. The femme shouted in pain, as the withdrawal of the barbs scraped her port intensely, the signals from it travelling to her processor, instructing it to release her data. She was not unused to the pain; in fact, withdrawal by Number 13 had hurt even more, as his barbs were far more prominent. Despite the pain, however, she would seemingly forget it five minutes after the fact, and crouch to be mounted. But for now, she rolled in agitation as the pain of withdrawal persisted but started to ease up. While she did so, Number 13's eldest was bent over double, methodically licking his messy slender rocket.
Number 13's eldest had cleaned himself before, having discovered soon after the commencement of cyber-puberty that it was possible to evert his little red rocket from its sheath. His sense of smell told him that it needed grooming, and groom it he did, even sticking his tongue into the sheath. Once it was clean of all fluids, it slowly retracted back into the sheath of its own accord.
A few minutes later, the female presented herself again in the mating position. The male climbed over her, as he had done before, inserting himself quickly and easily. As before, he thrusted with abandon, his jaws firmly grasping his mate's neck to brace himself. A few seconds after insertion, the male ejaculated, holding still as his cybersemen pumped into the female's port forcefully. His dismount was swift, and the barbs raking the female's port caused her to shriek in pain. An orgasm was simultaneously triggered in the femme, however, and she began shivering intensely.
The pair mated constantly for about a week. The male could sense that the female had released her data, and also that the data had combined.
Number 13's eldest had performed well, keeping up with the demands of a femme in cyber-estrus. His efforts bore fruit, and the female gave birth to a litter of four tiny Sweepcubs six months later.
He continued to service his mate every time she came into heat. Each time, the female conceived, and the resulting Sweepcubs were far more vicious and aggressive than either Number 13 or his oldest cub.
The time came when Number 13's eldest finally reached his full size. When his mate came into heat, he mounted her with confidence borne of practice. His penis was now thick enough to fill her port and cause her to gasp when it was inserted; it even surpassed his father's in girth. The barely noticeable barbs had grown into visible prominent spines, longer and sharper than his sire's. So it was with some discomfort to the female that the rod was pulled back on the first out-thrust. She squirmed, but Number 13's eldest held her neck fast in his jaws so she could not get away. He thrusted quickly, the barbs scraping so intensely that the femme was already making pained sounds, and he had not even withdrawn. The femme's port was in spasm, in turns clenching around his rod, and then widening to accomodate him. The tightness caused him greater pleasure, the friction of the barbs stimulating his most erogenous zone. He roared around a mouthful of neck as he finally came, filling the femme's port with his seed. His dismount was rapid as well, causing the femme to collapse and shiver, uttering a scream of pain and pleasure combined.
Not even a full minute after the initial copulation act, the female was already crouching again in the mating position, to be taken and filled with that glorious barbed prick.
Quintesson Journal X2357 Mark IV. We have captured and examined a few young feral Sweeps who have just entered cyber-puberty. They are the offspring of the eldest son of Number 13 and Number 13's former mate, a grey Female Autobot. Preliminary examination shows that the barbs on the cyberpenises are more prominent and larger than on the control group, captured offspring of Number 12, and offspring of Number 13 born in captivity. Our research currently shows that more prominent penile barbs correlate to greater success in mating and producing offspring. It is noted that the dam is the sire's own mother. Ferocity in the cubs produced by the incestuous mating is also greatly increased, which is in line with our goals. Plans will be made to eventually mate this female to Sweeps produced by mating to her son. Theoretical projections indicate that the offspring of such a mating would have triple the ferocity of Number 13.

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