Yee Haw

A human being sacrificed to Devastator K/ing K/ong (the 2005 version) style by other (stupid) humans or Decepticons trying to get on the big guy's/the Constructicon's good side, but it low-key backfires on whomever sacrificed you to the beast as he ignores and/or stomps them, then pours all his attention onto you (most likely after eating you as he just can't help it, had to put human in the safest place his brute processors could think. )

He takes you to wherever they're bunking up at, the humongous combiner then easily spitting you up, placing you on the ground/floor and separating back into his six counterparts. Meanwhile, their human is like,'Holy shit, I'm alive!', amazed that they were ate and weren't melted. Well, actually more surprised that they were let out too.

The Constructicons now just going about their regularly scheduled day. Not even messing with you that much. Maybe it's because you're still a little beat up, you think, perhaps they veiw you like a spoiled banana, a damaged good. This is relieving but also destroys whatever confidence you had left. The crazy bots that were so desperate to eat you, are barely paying attention to you.

That is until bedtime arrives, and you have most of the six big ass mechs fist fighting whilst arguing over whose gonna shove you down their gullet. You're mind reeling as they throw each other around. Too focused on not getting crushed, failing to notice Hook coming up behind you, hoisting you into his awaiting maw in one quick motion.

The others suddenly stopping their roughhousing, you hearing a few of them whine out "Come on!?", "No fair...", or "Aw man, I wanted to eat em." through the plating beyond Hook's belly that you just slid into. The organ definitely not as spacious as Devastator's. Curling up, knees to your chest, trying you're best to adjust, knowing you're gonna most likely be in here all night.

"Oh, shut up, you nuttheads! They've already been through enough scrap!" Hook barks out. Wow. That was not what you were expecting. You thought the medic had just eaten you to get a one up on the others, it not even crossing your mind that he was doing it for your wellbeing. Mainly, because you were a human, but also due to the fact that none of them interacted with you much.

Maybe they were just trying to give you space, but they never have before. Always chasing you down countless times beforehand. What changed? You we're so confused. "What?..." You whisper to yourself, hearing Hook pause his rant on the others.

"You're still beat up, Squishy. And you don't need these aftholes hurting you more, even if on accident. So you'll be in my tank tonight for recharge pile. When you're not injured anymore, maybe you can be the center of the pile without being in one of ours or Devastator's tank."

Oh. So, them trying to eat you wasn't just always for some sick enjoyment. Maybe being in their stomachs wouldn't be so bad, you attempt to convince yourself. It still kinda terrifies you to no end, but you can possibly get used to it. Especially since this seems to be your life now, no chance of them letting you go anytime soon.

With that thought you now start to get comfortable or as comfortable as you possibly can within the confines of Hook's tank, snuggling into the soft undulating walls surrounding you. Your eyes getting heavy, not realizing how tired you really were from earlier ordeal.

Meaning they probably roughed you up and have you chained up somewhere in the basement or an interrogation room.

(In my mind)This is still in the era where the human is not yet comfortable and still avoiding the Constructicons(maybe they haven't even been eaten yet, maybe just threatened to be eaten), but the cons mostly know where to find and mess with you so when their human goes missing and they find a ransom note addressed to the Autobots. They are pissed. Forming Devastator without thought, storming through the forest to get to the coordinates given.

You think no one is coming to save you. Reason being: on one hand the autobots are too scared to save you most of the time due to Devastator being in the way so why would they this time. Then on the other hand you don't think the Constructicons will come because the call out for ransom was to the autobots. Being low-key grateful for the latter because you're still terrified of the Constructicons and think the bots only see you as a meal to be toyed with.

So you're shocked when you start hearing humongous footsteps, screaming, and gunfire. Getting bits and pieces of the soldiers in the base yelling outside where you were being held about 'a titan sized green fucker'. Knowing now that you were wrong, someone did come to save you, just not who you thought or hoped for. Devastator was here. Everyone in this base was fucked. Including you, or so you thought.

Now bracing yourself for anything, you sit there, ankle chained to a wall, with bated breath. You couldn't even run away this time, not with a chain that only reached about 15 feet. You we're pretty much a sitting duck. Suddenly hearing the gunfire and yelling in your vicinity cease, violently, you knew he was right above you.

Before you could even start hyperventilating about the situation the roof above was ripped off/torn open with a roar. Devastator going from rage to looking like a kid ripping open present on Christmas day in almost an instant as he lays optics on his human.

The human staring up in absolute shock and terror, because 'Oh god, this can't be happening...' You've already been kidnapped and slapped around, NOW YOU'RE GONNA BE EATEN. This day fucking sucks.

But unfortunately you can do nothing other than being totally and utterly helpless as Devastator reaches in and grabs you along with the majority of the chain holding you, snapping it away from the wall as he bring you up to face level.

The stark realization hitting the human on the way up, making your heart sink. He's caught you, he's won, there is no escaping this time. No, hiding to live/get chased another day. This is it. Now refusing to look up at him, in fear of just how hungry he might look. Devastator notices this and that you have bruises forming, he has to protect his squishy. There are still enemies with guns that can hurt you more than you already were, and then they'd never get have their human within them. He has to eat you now. His processors filling with joy at the notion.

Face splitting smile rapidly forming, all of his teeth on display for the human in front of him. "Devastator will keep you inside. Devastator will destroy all of the puny gunmen!" His voice boomed, now bringing you the rest of the way up to his maw, lips parting to reveal the cavern you we're soon to be unwillingly shoved into.

You’re both horrified and/but also subconsciously have never been so happy to see the combiner's mouth coming towards you in a morbid sense. Closing your eyes tightly as Devastator's jaws surround your body, denta snapping shut as soon as he felt your feet slip behind them, leaving only the chain attached to your ankle dangling out from between his lips.

The organizations reinforcements arrive just before Devastator slipped you into his mouth, the gunmen now staring up in disbelief at what they just witnessed. The combiner makes direct eye contact with the humans, tilting his head back and swallowing you with a loud gulp as a show of 'this is mine'. The chain being sucked in his mouth akin to a spaghetti noodle.

You were given no warning of this, of course, your eyes just opening mere seconds ago to glance around the room sized mouth. Only momentarily seeing the red biolights illuminating the space before his tongue lifted, sending you down the hatch. Eyes once again slamming shut as the combiner's throat muscles grabbed you, beginning your desent.

Only a couple seconds later, did you fall into a much larger space, being well aware of where you now reside. The belly of the beast, Devastator's stomach. You honestly didn't know what to think. It wasn't dark like you imagined it. No, it was lit up with the very same red hue inside of the big guy's mouth. The organ was also just barely swaying as it cradled you, the soft material ever-moving.

You were still scared out of your mind, though. Afraid this was where you'll die. The constructicons got what they wanted, but why didn't they prolong teasing you like they did in the past before you got away? You had no idea and were in no position to question anything. the only thing you could do is curl up into the side of your prison and hope this wasn't the end.