Yeeessss anyone can use synth en….. the opportunities are endless………………
Imagine whatever bot getting so caught up in it they just start using a human as a taste enhancer. Just. Dipping them in it and the putting them in their mouth.
Ouhghhh yessssss…… just plunking the human in the synthen for a few quick seconds, their lower half completely soaked, all just to be raised to their mouth, tossed inside, and rolled around like candy. The bot groaning happily to themselves at the hybrid of flavors bursting onto their glossa… and of course, feeling their cute little human squirm even as they go down their throat and land in their tank.
Once the bot snaps out of it though, they feel so incredibly guilty. Immediately they’re checking up on the human in the tank— “are you alright? I didn’t hurt you, did I???” And making to purge them right there. Either they do and the bot gladly cleans them up once they’re out, or maybe the human actually doesn’t mind being in their tank once they’re back to their senses.
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That autobot harem reader thing you wrote...
You Get It. I have been imagining shit like that for months!! The autobots running a train on their beloved human.
Like, (perhaps a bit of writing ramble here but ignore if u wanna) what if.. most cybertronians are just a tiny bit curious of what it'd be like to 'face a human. None would try to act on it or make a first move, the humans are new to interstellar affairs. Hell, the trust is hardly there. So having a human, a really open-minded human around makes things interesting around base :3
I love and live for rambles so don't apologize! I love it when people come to me with their rambles ^-^
But YES ABSOLUTELY!
Humans are new to them, so squishy, so small, so resilient, so soft.
Even to bots who have been around humans longer, they dont have a chance to quell their curiosity.
Then there is you, the sweet human that shows up, calling them soft names or nicknames, spending so much time with them you practically live at their base.
You're surrounded day in and day out by them, answering their questions as best you can.
Even getting closer to some, letting them feel comfortable asking more...inappropriate questions.
Bots like Perceptor, Skyfire, and Rachet cover it under the guise of science, or wanting to learn how to help human comrades if they get injured.
Though you four know the truth.
After all, why would they need to know how much your pretty little hole can take for that?
Other bots like Hot Rod, Bumblebee, and Blurr don't hide it as well as they think, but you don't mind you're always happy to help!
Even if now you have three needy bots following you around, and answering more to you than Optimus.
Jazz plays it cool, easily fascinated but humans, so his questions start off so innocent, until he's asking how much can you stretch to take his spike, then you two are a mess elsewhere.
His questions turn to just how much can your cute squishy body can handle, and oh does he love to push the limit and have you sobbing for him to frag you.
Prowl and Optimus are likely the last to fall, but when they fall they fall hard.
You're so open with them and everyone on base, so loving, so kind, so helpful, so funny, so sweet.
You have them wrapped around your little finger and you don't even realize it.
Prowl is incredibly protective over you, he's the last to fall for your charm, and he will be damned if anything happens to you.
As a result he has you on his desk plowing your insides in a jealous rage.
Yet you still squeal out you love him.
Optimus is a mess when it's his go.
He never thought humans and cybertronians could ever mingle in such ways, never thought romantic relationships could ever be a thing with such a difference between you two.
But here he is.
Trying to take you on a sweet date, and yet it ends with him covering his face as you tease his valve.
How can they not adore you?
You always settle the arguments between them, after all they could never upset you and fawn over you with ease.
What a mess you've caused.
Just how many more will you manage to take?
You've taken the entire autobot base, every last spike and valve.
Having so many strong bots fall weak just to get a taste of you before the others start arguing for a turn.
One after the other, you get your hole stuffed and filled with so much overflowing transfluid.
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giantess outside the club, lighting her cigarette: y’know, you’re smaller than my pinky finger
me: ccan yuo pin me to a cork board like a bug
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