#boobformers

His body refused to drop the features his kids put on him, and it made the twitchy warhawk.. twitchy. And horrifically hot, as if he wasn't already.

It was fascinating enough to notice his features on his own sparklings, watching their protoform settle after emergence and noting they had tiny little chevron.. if nothing else, he's kind of internally relieved to see his frame type continuing. Tangent just kept growing, though, and Deltashock nursed and nursed and nursed before she decided to develop anything more than a rough shape.

Out of his children, Deltashock looks the most like him, naturally. He and her sire share a frame type. She's strangely identical sometimes and inherited all that enforcer code and surprising emotional intensity under an air of detachment. Tangent is like.. a rough shape. Something built upon. Paler and expressive, outwardly clingy and seemingly cheerfully social. Prowl still doesn't know who his sire is. It's a running joke that he was just a magic baby, TF universe shenanigans.

I'd like to think he's become accustomed to wanting, maybe, when he has grandsparks. It's terrifying. He's still a cold construct, has a feeling in the back of his helm telling him that he'll break things, and was never designed to have a lineage like this. Is this something he can do?

..he's fussy. He's got a sharp processor and hazy experience stored. He compensates you for being first time creators. Prowl will try not to obsess, take over too much, but you'll stumble on your mother-in-law nursing one of your sparklings while the two of them have identical grumpy faces.

Even Springer has his optics, so I imagine it shows up in Tangent's babies or maybe pops up again in Deltashock's litter. Icy blue optics.. all too similar to mechs you know. She's got his nose, the arch of his brow and cheekbones. The curve of her doorwings is largely his, even if hers are a bit awkwardly oversized.

Tangent and his mystery genetics is gonna show up depending on you, really. They're all far too curious, probably, and you forget how strong Prowl is until he walks around wrangling them up and dumps a metric ton of baby on you. If he can get them to stop magnetizing to him. There's bluntness, a few traits he's not too proud of, but you're plenty proud of them, right? What does that say about him?

I think he does, somewhere, have a little hidden stash of engex. He tops it up when he can, but he's got taste most of the time, so the majority of his stuff is old enough to have been properly refined. It makes him ration it out. Remember when he kidnapped took care of you? He's been holding onto that shit longer than some people's entire lives.

So he's really gotta be in the right mood to pull it out. He just.. gets all vulnerable and easy. He says harsher things before he knows what he's saying, and his spike struggles to get hard. You've probably barely seen him drunk before the war, and you were his longest relationship.

Deepstrider is a hoarder of a dubious kind. His supplies lack in certain areas, and are suspiciously well stocked in others. He has, like, three transformation cogs rolling around in a box somewhere. An entire carton of cygars he doesn't smoke. Baby bottles.

Since he practically only fucks around and gets drunk by himself, and he doesn't actually want to drink enough of his engex to get proper drunk, the mech does some really unsafe shit and pairs it with sedatives or something. Do you think his medic gives a frag? HA, he's not going to 'his' medic until his frame is grey!

Mostly, he just crashes. Not literally, as he does avoid driving under the influence, but his processor tries to figure out what the slag is wrong with him and stacks diagnostics doing it. The load can get heavy when they just.. loop. Optics resetting and memory defragging while way too conscious has some curious effects.

So if he's not listening to the radio and quietly sitting in a corner, he's probably crawled into berth. It's a bit of a mess, cushions and a tarp or two littering the surface, a pen that keeps sliding off the windowsill and ending up shoved into the spokes of one of his tires. His work station is unfortunately much of the same, personal projects scattered between actual reports.

Deepstrider in general is a mech that 100% humps pillows. SG! Deepstrider, engex upping his already alarming sensors and something undoubtedly restricted making him drowsy, is so sensitive. Rubbing his servos on one of his soft tarps is comfortable, he leans into his pillows like a cat and shoves his face into them while his shifting has him constantly touching something.

When snippets of your voice start slipping into his audials while his processor is trying to look for logs, his first reaction is fear. He's alone and so weak, it runs nausea up his fuel pump.

But.. mm. You aren't really raising your voice, are you? If he tilts his head right, maybe it's even a little soft. He's dry under his panel, but he gets a bit warmer. Thinking about you just goes wrong. He can't unmix the memories of your valve or firm lipplates from the phantom sensation of his leg- he has his leg, right?

The ghost of your claws graze over his armor, and he has his servos on his tits before he knows what he's doing. They fill his servos, sag to either side of his chest when he lies supline, and he quivers and whines when he pulls on the metal hoops in his nozzles.

It feels so, so good when his helm is numb to everything else like this. His vision might as well blur a few strides away from him, his hearing muddled and smell corrupted. There's nothing to taste until he sucks one of his servos into his mouth. Another, and he's trying to fuck his throat like you do. He's too big and clunky to get that far, intake spreading wetly and mindless drool connecting to them when he pulls then out.

Deepstrider just puts his now wet servos back on his tits and pants happily. Just pushing his pouches back and worth is making his piercings shift and oversensitizing the protoform until his panel is leaking. He flops his bent legs open to other side in an 'M' and snaps his panel, but it just reveals his soft spike poking out of its housing and puts an air current on his furiously warming valve that makes him nearly sob.

Frag, he wants you to touch him so bad, but his sensory network just keeps offering pain to layer over the overwhelming heat burning in his chassis. There's pleasure somewhere, right?

But he's just got the memory of blinking down at the knife through his hand. Running- trying to lose your lead and crawling away when he got knocked of off his pedes.

Deepstrider doesn't like remembering what happened to his leg. It was too neat to be a coincidence. You'd planned it. But at least he remembered your servos pressing into his plating, that calculating tone..

He's got delusional fantasies of you beating his array until it makes him shriek, and overloading inside of him, pumping all of your charge into his gestation tank. He's rubbing his thighs together and pulling on his piercings when he comes back to awareness.

It's his claws digging into his plating, but he's deluded into it being yours, each stripe of pain or bead of energon yours. His palms are dark, trembling, and pink.

When he flops over, he stains the berth with his wounds, but a little shuffling has his valve getting pressed into sweet, sweet release.

Maybe his helm cracks into the berth with a noise alarming and an expression so loose you couldn't mistake him for anything but high. There wasn't any need to raise his arms, to leverage up again..

With enough softness stuffed between his legs, all he haf to do was move his hips a little bit. Just a little bit, and he'd get all kinds of fun pleasure in return. All of the energy he hadn't been using goes into scraping paint of his knee edges and rocking his waist.

His node is screaming, buzzing, but it feels so so so so so so so so so good fuck fuck fuck- He's gonna overload and get his pillow all wet.

Gotta be a pretty virile being- or one with a real slim chance of hatching if you've got four Cybertronians egged. Though there's probably some level of difference between them. Deepstrider is pretty anxious, but he's a bigger mech and has more room. Tangent is kinda tough and squirmy. Deltashock is the smallest out of all of them, even if not by much.

'Filled to the brim.'. Prowl is already a mother. Maybe that's your excuse for stuffing him so excessively, but it actually just gets you hot, doesn't it? Watching that snappy bots stretch marks on his belly get spread wide until his protoforn is practically catching the light, feeling his fat, quivering valve milk you. You fed him up, right? That'll keep his pussy fat for pounding and his massive breasts aching.

He's bred up the most, left with his optics flickering and servos instinctively clinging to the most taunt places on his frame. He has to keep a bit active so that your huge clutch doesn't just keep him bedbound. You can't hide Prowl away, though. If you've given him any sort of influence or political power, he's gotta keep playing with it. You've got four mechs, surely you can just abuse his forge and leave his valve accessible for pregnant sex? He deserves it.

Deepstrider probably gets the second most, based on size hierarchy. You could deny him access to his array if you wanted, but he'd be more careful if he knew these ones might hatch. You choosing to frag him while that's a reality makes him anxious.

Deltashock gets a clutch big enough to make her claw the berth and tremble. She's kinda got not the largest valve, so she might've been doing that while you fragged her anyways, depending on your size. She's never been a carrier before. Your ovipositioner stuffing her valve kinda hits her with that while she's being pushed full until you decide she's swollen enough. Don't let a few eggs stop you from using her spike- the same probably applies to Deepstrider's monster.

Man.. that makes me think about Deepstrider inflating his mods inside of the rest of your 'concubines'. Tangent deliriously babbling about how much it hurts while he squirts all over it.. Deltashock trying to brace herself, maybe punished for trying to prepare for it by slobbering her intake on it, completely muffling her noises and straining her lipplates.

I obviously wanna impale Prowl on it. Make him think he can take it while he's blindfolded or something, and it starts being pushed inside of him. The full circumference is- a bit harder than he thought, maybe, but he has survived worse. His processor actively starts dripping out of his helm with every section that keeps going deeper inside of him, though. Should make him sit on it by himself or tie him up and lower him onto it. Just so he doesn't give up out of shame. You can tell when Prowl's valve is stuffed by the way he wiggles in discomfort, but it keeps pressing in anyways.

N then his whore valve finds a little more room for Deepstrider's spike inside of his pussy. He takes that shit to the base. Rub his node, and his overload is devastating. Deepstrider's painting the Praxian's insides pink, might have already. Prowl's shaking and crashing, clenching down so hard as his calipers try and fail to reset to their default size, his charge crackles through all their touching nodes.. it's just a repeating loop of him cumming and crashing, and it's turning Deepstrider into an incoherent mess.

Tangent plays at fancy, Deepstrider's probably the easiest to pamper, and Deltashock seems the most well behaved/acceptable. Seems. Prowl's playing advisor so much he'd be mistaken for someone else if he wasn't so obviously pregnant and you weren't so touchy.

It'd be a silly drama because the closest thing to a rivalry conflict is Deltashock and Tangent wanting to maul each other to death once in a while for some perceived slight or favoritism. I know it's about the kink, but lmaoooo. They'd actually be a pretty decent set of consorts.. by virtue of a lot of others being not. Not trying to kill each other, handsome, smart, vary in levels of touchy and affectionate. The cons are they may plot to kill you, anyone around you, generally dip if they aren't there 100% willingly, and would sabotage something if it led into a circumstance they want. Deepstrider's getting kinda press ganged into it, but he doesn't mind too much, sorry.