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Sharing is Caring: Constructicons x Prowl x Reader

Prowl gets tied up, sevensome, double penetration, degradation, cucking, overstimulation, cockwarming, bukake, reader has a vagina, gender neutral, racially ambiguous

“You were keeping ‘em all to yourself?” Mixmaster asked rubbing his spike along your slick cunt. You pushed your hips back as you ran your hands up the shaft of one of the combiners.

“Pretty greedy, Prowl,” Hook added. He held the base of his spike as he moved in towards your right. You turned your attention to his spike dragging your tongue along his tip. “Keeping the soft squishy spike sleeve for your own use,” Bonecrusher gritted.

You reached out your hand put to another constructicon trying to jerk two of them off while servicing a third with your mouth. Behind you, Scrapper held your ass open so he could marvel at your puckering hole and greedy cunt. “How often do you spike ‘em down?” He asked pushing the head of his spike up against your hole. “You know if you’re ever too busy you can hand ‘em over to us. We can take care of ‘em for you.”

Prowl growled through his gag as he strained his wrists against his restraints. How the constructicons got the drop on him was beyond his understanding. How they were able to do that while Mixmaster held you in his servo was also beyond him. But Primus you looked so good trying get off as many bots as you could. Prowl’s spike leaked and twitched in the air. He can imagine the pure ecstasy the constructicon was feeling as he pushed into your sopping pussy for the first time.

“Frag, Prowl!” Scrapper exclaimed when his tip finally popped into your hole with a wet noise. “You were keeping all this to yourself?”

You whined out giving Bonecrusher a chance to push his spike into your mouth. You eagerly wrapped your lips around him, hollowing your cheeks to suck greedily at his throbbing cock. Your half lidded eyes drifted to your left where Prowl was tied to a chair. His faceplate was painted blue in a flush of energon and his spike looked pathetically needy. His valve leaked onto the chair in a sad under stimulated puddle beneath his aft.

“They feel any good?” Mixmaster asked as you worked his spike within your much smaller hand.

“They feel fragging insane,” Scrapper growled pushing more of his spike into you. Your hole fluttered greedily around him trying to suck up as much of his mechanical cock as you could. “So soft and wet.”

You let out a surprised squeak as Bonecrusher started thrusting his spike into your mouth. “They’re so tiny,” he moaned seeing you drool around his cock. “Can’t believe you haven’t broken them yet, Prowl!”

Prowl sneered as his cock wept. He could hardly believe how he hasn’t broken you either. You’ve amazingly come out of his feral fucking with all your bones intact and your hole untorn.

“How many holes they got back there?” Scavenger asked as he guided your tiny hand along his spike. “Two, though I don’t know if the top one can be spiked down.” Scrapper turned to Prowl looking for approval. “You mind if we try it out?”

You pulled your mouth away from the spike you were sucking on with a wet pop and a lick. “You’re going to need lube for that,” you panted as your body lurched forward with the thrusting of the mech behind you.

“Lube, eh?”

“Who told you you can speak, huh?” With that your mouth was plugged back up with a massive spike, you choked feeling it jab at the back of your throat. Your mouth was stretched open to its limits and your jaw ached but that came second to having your body used as a fuck toy.

“It looks pretty tight,” Scrapper said panting between thrusts. He teased at your anus with his thumb rubbing the metal around your puckered hole. “Bet it’d feel real nice.”

Prowl humped up into the air trying to contain his envy. He hadn’t had a chance to try anal with you. He was a bit reluctant to bring it up lest he scare you away but seeing how you encouraged the combiner’s poking and prodding at your ass, he knew he should have brought it up sooner.

“You can’t go taking all their holes for yourself!” Hook scolded as he rubbed his spike against your soft face. His transfluid leaking down your temple and across your cheek. “Let me have a try!”

“Why do you get first dibs, huh?”

“We should all get a turn!”

You moaned feeling another gush of wetness flood to your loins at the idea of being used as a cumdump in front of your partner. Prowl looked absolutely enamored with how his constricons used your plush body. You were no more than a sex toy to them and it seemed like you had found your purpose in that.

“You can use ‘em once I’m done.” He growled whilst thrusting into your sopping cunt faster. Your eyes became glazed over as your jaw went lax. All of your bodily movements were being guided by the four massive mechs using you as their entertainment. “Look at ‘em,” Long Haul said. “Gettin’ their processor fucked silly.”

Prowl’s vents huffed trying to cool him down. It should be him fucking you stupid and ordering the constructicons on the proper way to fuck you. The way you looked at the constructicon using your mouth as his own fuck hole made Prowl’s valve clench. He moaned behind his gag seeing you arch your hips upwards as the constructicon behind you pressed a digit against your anus.

“Need lube, eh?” Hook pondered before slipping his spike away from your small hand. He turned to Prowl who was a mess in his chair. The constructicon sauntered over to where their head sat bound. “Mind if I take some of this?” He asked running his digits through Prowl’s valve. Prowl bucked his hips trying to angle the constructicon’s fingers against his exterior node but he did Prowl one better and dove his fingers deep into his valve.

Prowl cursed behind his gag feeling some sort of stimulation after having to watch the five of you for so long. The constructicon scooped and dug out the lubricant coating Prowl’s valve. He dragged the slick into his metal palm before removing his digits and moving back to your debauched form.

“Here,” he said moving his fellow constructicon’s servo aside so he could smear Prowl’s slick over your anus. He prodded at the tight hole with his lubricated fingers before pushing one of his digits in. The noise you made had the constructicon in your mouth stuttering as he tried to keep from overloading so soon.

“They feel much tighter when you do that,” Scrapper groaned as he replaced his friend’s digits with his own. He pushed two of his digits inside of your anus making you whine and clench around him. “Think they’ll break taking two of us?”

“Only one way to find out.”

You felt incredibly full with just two fingers and a spike in you, you couldn’t imagine being able to take two. Still the idea excited you so much your orgasm blasted through your abdomen making you clench around the spike inside of you. For Prowl, he worried that taking two of the constructicons might actually tear something inside of you but he trusted your judgement to know when to stop. After all, it seemed like you were really enjoying yourself having all of your holes plugged and played with.

“How cute, they made a mess of themself!” Scrapper teased at how your orgasm brought a flood of slick to your cunt creating a sticky wet mess around his spike and on his pelvis.

“Ya wanna switch?” Scrapper asked while stilling in your pussy. You whined around the spike in your mouth from no longer having your cunt fucked. “Primus they’re a desperate little frag toy aren’t they?” He pulled his spike out of your mouth letting the other constructicon adjust his position so he was laying down with you on his lap. Prowl couldn’t believe how you somehow managed to sink further onto his spike like your greedy hole couldn’t be stretched enough. You whined when this happened, your entire pussy sensitive from your orgasm.

“Here,” Scrapper said shoving two digits into your lubed anus. “I’ll get them nice and stretched out.”

“You enjoying this, Prowl?” Long Haul groaned with his spike in a chokehold. “You enjoy having your little human toy fragged in front of you? Maybe once we’re done we’ll frag you next.”

You let out an airy moan at the thought of Prowl being fucked by his other lovers. You couldn’t imagine Prowl getting any wetter to take a spike with how sopping his valve gets when you rub his interior node. You knew he got embarrassed with how easy it was to make him wet but by god you wanted to see just how sloppy his valve could get.

“Fuck! God please!” You panted rubbing your sore clit frantically.

“Cute,” Hook said as he rubbed his spike over your anus. His transfluids adding to the lubricant Prowl’s valve provided. “They want to see their conjux get fucked as well. I didn’t know you two were like that.” You winced feeling your hole get spread open. The sharp stinging pain somehow made you even wetter. You panted trying not to bounce on the spike inside of you and push your ass back onto the one snaking its way into your anus.

You snapped your head when you heard a gritty moan from Prowl. The the constructicon who was rubbing his spike moved over to grab Prowl’s swollen cock in his servo. “Get a look at ‘em,” he growled grabbing Prowl’s spike hard enough to make him wince. “Perfect little spike sleeve. Next time you should consider sharing.”

Bonecrusher moved around his comrade getting on his knees so his spike was in your face. You obediently wrapped your lips around him licking the transfluid off of his slit. “Amazing,” he moaned giving your mouth a testing thrust. You choked but didn’t make any move to get away from him.

“I don’t think they can take any more of this,” Hook groaned. “Didn’t know humans were so stretchy.” You felt wetness leaking all around your pussy. You were so unbelievably full you couldn’t think straight. The only thing you could manage to do was furiously rub at your raw clit. The constructicons started moving shoving their spikes in and out of your abused holes.

Your whole body felt like it was on fire. Everything stung in a most delicious way. Your pussy sobbed from the over stimulation and you could feel their spikes rubbing against each other through the wall separating your anus from your vagina. Your brain felt fuzzy like a pink fog surrounding your mind.

“Ever get ‘em like that?” Longhaul teased rubbing Prowl’s spike furiously. The police bot hissed in pain having his spike so roughly handled. “Hand ‘em over to us and we’ll get them nice and relaxed. Make things easier for when you wanna slide in.”

You barely even noticed the squirt dribbling out of your cunt your brain was so fried. “Look at that!” The constructicon in your mouth moaned. “They just keep getting wetter!”

You drooled around his spike as he used his servo to hold the back of your head. Your body went limp and was only being supported by the cocks fucking into you.

“Gonna overload in ‘em!” Scrapper yelled. “Think they can get sparked up by us?” The one in your anus groaned.

“Whatcha think Prowl? Want your human to have a little sparkling by us?”

Prowl squeezed his optics shut groaning at the thought of the Constructicons leaving their mark inside of you like that. His transfluid exploded out of his spike splashing onto the constructicon in front of him. “Sounds like he wants his human knocked up.”

You shivered feeling a load of warm transfluid shoot into your cunt. The pink liquid dribbling around his spike and down his pelvis in a mixture of your slick and his overload. “Frag, hope their forge takes this!” He stilled in your cunt letting his comrades finish using your mouth and anus to their pleasure.

Bonecrusher pulled his spike out of your mouth so he could splatter his overload onto your face and down your chest. Your anus was stuffed and filled with Hook’s creamy release as he continued to use you like a toy through the throws of his pleasure. Mixmaster couldn’t help pouring his own release onto you at the sight.

“There we go,” Long Haul snickered. “They look good like this.”

Prowl’s cooling vents worked overtime trying to keep his temperature at a normal level while he gazed at your used and fucked out form. Despite their rough treatment of you, the constructicons were careful to slip out of your used body and keep you steady. Hook cradled your soft form as he brought you over to Prowl.

“We were thinking of heading out for a bit,” he laughed as he slotted your sloppy cunt onto Prowl’s spike. You whined as Prowl let out a low overstimulated groan. “Keep ‘em nice and warm for us, will you?”

The gaggle of constructicons laughed as they left the room leaving Prowl tied up with your fucked out form stuffed on his spike. Your poor limp body leaned against him as you panted. Prowl tried to keep his hole from puckering as he tried to figure out a plan to untie himself and get back at the constructicons.

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