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[IDW] In the Family Way 04/06
Mar. 18th, 2019 06:11 amTitle: In the Family Way
Characters: Ratchet/Sunstreaker, Ratchet/Bob, First Aid, Perceptor
Universe: Transformers MTMTE, Season One
Rating: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Mechpreg, Egg Laying Pregnancy, Oviposition, Semi-Bestiality, Dubious Consent
Description: Ratchet thought he was too old for this. And then the accidental heat charging through the Lost Light swept him up, too. If only he’d locked his door, then he wouldn’t be in this mess, but Sunstreaker stepping in to help him clean it up, that’s the best outcome he could have hoped for.
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Chapter Four
Time passed.
Ratchet wasn’t any better at caring for himself. But at least he started allowing Bob to take care of him. He took the energon Bob brought him without protest, and he sat down for a rest if Bob hovered at his feet and whined pointedly.
The bitlets within Ratchet grew and grew. He was larger than the other sparked mechs, even Ultra Magnus. Bob thought it was something to be proud of. Ratchet didn’t seem to think so. He grumped about it constantly, and one night, he and Sunstreaker hid themselves in the medical rooms.
Bob wasn’t allowed to go inside. He had to sit on the other side of the door and wait. So he planted his aft and growled at anyone who passed by. Well, not anyone. First Aid came by and lingered and gave Bob a good scratch behind his audials. Bob purred.
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Characters: Ratchet/Sunstreaker, Ratchet/Bob, First Aid, Perceptor
Universe: Transformers MTMTE, Season One
Rating: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Mechpreg, Egg Laying Pregnancy, Oviposition, Semi-Bestiality, Dubious Consent
Description: Ratchet thought he was too old for this. And then the accidental heat charging through the Lost Light swept him up, too. If only he’d locked his door, then he wouldn’t be in this mess, but Sunstreaker stepping in to help him clean it up, that’s the best outcome he could have hoped for.
This is a commission for a wonderfully anonymous person. ^_^
Time passed.
Ratchet wasn’t any better at caring for himself. But at least he started allowing Bob to take care of him. He took the energon Bob brought him without protest, and he sat down for a rest if Bob hovered at his feet and whined pointedly.
The bitlets within Ratchet grew and grew. He was larger than the other sparked mechs, even Ultra Magnus. Bob thought it was something to be proud of. Ratchet didn’t seem to think so. He grumped about it constantly, and one night, he and Sunstreaker hid themselves in the medical rooms.
Bob wasn’t allowed to go inside. He had to sit on the other side of the door and wait. So he planted his aft and growled at anyone who passed by. Well, not anyone. First Aid came by and lingered and gave Bob a good scratch behind his audials. Bob purred.
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