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Visitant

Warnings: Slash, Sticky, Mechs/Human, Nc-17 Smex, non-con

Characters: Chip Chase, Teletraan 1, Soundwave, Rumble, Frenzy

Author’s Warnings: This fanfiction contains Slash and sex; meaning male on male sexual intercourse, if this squicks you, don’t read further. It also contains ‘Sticky’, which means use of ‘liquids’ during the sex parts, again, if this squicks you, don’t read further. Lastly, it contains two small mechs having sex with a human, not holoforms or humanized transformers, if THAT squicks you, do NOT read on! XD

Also: Chip Chase looks like this: (Remove ALL the spaces in between the words)

http : / www . hotflick . net / pictures / 2003 Love Actually 192 . html

(author drools)

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“Hydrofluoric…. May be Perchloric? No… they’d be much too impractical, too difficult to obtain, though they would be helpful in eating through solid rock… which would make them an asset to the Autobots… but if only we could obtain them! Hmm… What do you think Teletraan 1?”

Chip Chase turned from his laptop screen to smile at the large Cybertronian computer, as he had been doing for the past twenty-four years. It was no surprise that the brainy nerd, now a world-wide renowned scientist, still enjoyed sharing his discoveries with and asking for advice from the ancient computer.

At thirty-six years old, Chip’s hair was longer, wilder, greying at the roots and edges. In the breast pocket of his white lab coat there was a random assortment of blue and red pens and, nestled deep in the fabric, a small micro-communicator, which allowed him to keep in touch with the Autobots and his old friend Spike. After the other’s wedding to his other good friend Carly, now a beautiful thirty-seven year old mother and wife, he never seemed to see Spike and to Chip’s dismay and inner misery, the older male had barely any time to speak to him anymore.

It was like he had been cut out of the other’s life. Oh, he recognised the significance of what the Autobots and his human friends were doing on Cybertron. They needed to be in harmony with the other planets of the universe, otherwise there would never be peace. He just wished he had not been left alone, unable to assist the Autobots in their mission to keep fighting and negotiating, “’Till All Are One”.

The lab was filled with sound of Weird Al Yankovic’s popular tune ‘White and Nerdy’, kept at a pleasantly low volume, the scientist felt he was much too old to listen to music at an ear blasting level, even if he had desired to do so.

“Your idea has relevance; possession of both acids could be an asset to the Autobot forces on Earth, although transporting the acid to Cybertron may be too perilous Chip Chase… Also, this ‘White and Nerdy’ song fits, how do you humans say, you to a Tee?!” If Teletraan had a face, Chip was sure that the computer would have been smirking at him.

The scientist found himself biting his lip, trying to not laugh and replied “and what drew you to this conclusion? Was it the line ‘keep the 40, I’ll just have an Earl Grey tea’, or the ‘-spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap. Pop, Pop! Hope no one sees me, gettin’ freaky’?” This time he found himself unable to suppress the laughter and he threw his head back, laughing hard.

“I find the latter of those two lines of lyrics deeply disturbing, Chip Chase.”

Chip just laughed all the more loudly before taking control and calming himself. “Well, I’m sure that someone attempting to reproduce effectively with a roll of bubble wrap would end up severely disappointed Teletraan, so I doubt that line has relevance to many humans, if any at all. Though, I see your point, that line disturbs me too…” he burst into a short bout of fresh laughter.

“Sorry to interrupt your mirth Chip Chase, but I have just received some urgent upgrades from Cybertron and I will need to remain in hibernation mode for a while in order to adjust to the change within my systems. I trust you will be able to keep yourself alive until I am fully functional again?”

The scientist gave the flashing computer screen a thoughtful look. “How long would you estimate that you will stay in stasis? Weeks? Months? Should I be preparing for-” He was cut off by a loud bleep from the supercomputer.

“Estimated duration of stasis mode; 120 Hours: five Earthen days. Panic is unnecessary.” If Chip hadn’t known better, he would have sworn that there was an underlying tone of exasperation in Teletraan’s comment.

“Hm, well I confess I’m surprised, only five days? Not even a whole week?”

“Negative, Chip Chase. Now, I must shut-down. Do not attempt to rouse me from hibernation mode and do not allow the Decepticons or any others to interfere with my databanks whilst I am inanimate.” The blue screen ceased flashing and slowly began to power down. Chip felt a painful twist in his gut; he had a bad feeling about this...

Shrugging slightly, brushing off the unease as needless worry. It’s just because I’ve never been without Teletraan, all these years… he told himself, forcing a chuckle. With natural ease, he manually rotated his wheelchair round and headed off to the other end of the lab, where he had a permanent bunk, designed to fit all his needs. It took a little effort, though he had had many years of practice, to heave himself from the chair to the bed and he found himself sighing as he nestled into the soft grey covers, closing his eyes…..

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It was some time later when he was awoken by a crashing noise. Startled, he opened his eyes blearily. The lab was dark and he couldn’t see a foot in front of his face without his glasses. Squinting into the gloom, he scrabbled around the shelves next to the bunk, searching desperately for his spectacles. Finding them, he shoved them on and dragged himself up onto his elbows.

There was a large shape hovering over his computer equipment on the other side of his lab. It was definitely NOT human. Chip worried his lip before attempting to put on a brave face. I’m not a child anymore, I can handle this! But he couldn’t help but wish that he still had Teletraan 1, the computer controlled all the security and defence systems. The scientist felt helpless without the other.

Sadly though, he HAD made a promise to Teletraan and he intended to keep it. Sighing in resignation, he heaved himself closer to the side of the bunk, gripping the far arm of the wheel-chair with his left hand, the other hand gripping the bed. Slowly, he eased himself off the bed and in one quick movement he all but THREW himself into the chair, grimacing in pain when the nearest armrest bit into his back as he descended.

Bracing himself, he wheeled himself over to the other end of the lab, the rubber wheels on his chair making barely any noise as they glided over the vinyl flooring. If he had been walking, he wouldn’t have been able to creep about without making loud footsteps and attracting the intruder.

“What are you doing here?!”

As the shape twisted round, the sensor lights picked up the movement and powered up, illuminating the intruder. Chip Chase stared up into a face he hadn’t seen in years.

“Soundwave?! What are you doing here?! What does Megatron want-“ his demand was interrupted by the tape deck.

“SILENCE HUMAN. Data: Required. Teletraan 1: Holds Valuable Data. Galvatron: Desires Data. You Will Provide Access Codes.” Soundwave moved forwards, reaching for him. Chip skidded backwards and swerved round, fleeing towards the lab exit. He had to get out, he couldn’t allow Soundwave to get any of the data stored within Teletraan; it could mean the end of them all.

The indigo tape deck placed a dark finger on the white eject button on his shoulder, “Rumble, Frenzy; Eject. Capture Immobilised Human.” The red and blue cassettes shot out of his chest compartment, transformed and gave chase to the scientist.

Chip was almost at the door when strong metal hands grabbed him, dragging his out of his chair and bear-hugging him to a cold chassis. He struggled desperately, his anger rising as the other casseticon moved in front of him to smirk down at the scientist. “Let me go, you moronic machine!”

Rumble and Frenzy guffawed loudly and the former swirled round to face the taller Decepticon. “Got ‘im boss.” At Soundwave’s almost imperceptible nod of recognition the cassettes walked back over to him, the purple tightening his hold on the human.

Soundwave bent down, his face-mask and visor displaying nothing. “The Access Codes Human, Comply Immediately Or We Will Take Them From You By Force.” He prodded the air in front of the scientist’s face, a physical reminder of his warning. Although adept at using his mental ability to extract information from other’s minds, Soundwave preferred, like most Decepticons, to use torture on prisoners.

“I won’t tell you anything Decepticon!” Chip glared into the red visor and clenched his fists, setting his jaw in a defensive motion. If there was one thing Chip Chase was, apart from highly intelligent, it was courageous. I’m not going to be intimidated by these out of date music systems! It’s 2008 for Pete’s sake!

Soundwave gave a low chuckle. “So Be It Human. You Will Regret Your Decision. Rumble, Frenzy; Strip. The. Human.”

Chip Chase just stared up in shock at the tape-deck for a few moments, mouth agape. He can’t be serious… can he?! His expression changed to one of horror as he felt one of Frenzy’s hands grip his lab coat firmly and the scientist began to struggle violently and yelp when the red cassette started ripping the white garment off. “Hey! No! Stop! You freaks, get off!” He tried to free an arm, to no avail.

Rumble was laughing loudly and gripping the human in a vice-like grip. Chip Chase’s desperate, but futile, attempts to escape and to stop them were incredibly amusing in his opinion. Humans were so stupidly modest; they’d have the scientist talking in no time at all!

Frenzy was down to the scientist’s jeans now. His coat and shirt lay in a crumpled, ripped mess on the floor. The crimson and ebony transformer gave the now shaking human a dirty grin as his metal fingers latched onto the denim. “Gunna talk?” He asked mockingly, “Or ‘ave I gotta finish this?” At receiving no answer but a widening of the human’s eyes, Frenzy yanked the pants down his hips.

Chip growled angrily, hissing in humiliation. His face was a deep red and his glasses were steamed up slightly. He could feel the cassettes and Soundwave’s eyes on him, yet he still wasn’t prepared to talk. He might have been no soldier, but he was used to having mortal enemies. He’d been expecting pain though, not THIS…

“Aww, cute! Disappointed they ‘aven’t got little green aliens on ‘em though!” Frenzy pouted whilst pointing at the scientist’s black boxer shorts as his twin laughed. The red bent slightly and stared into the human’s glaring, defiant face. “STILL not ready ta talk?! Ya crazy, doc!” Frenzy laughed, “We’d better get these off ya so ya can think better!” And with that the casseticon hooked his fingers into the hem of the boxers, noting the way the human jerked as the cold metal came into contact with his bare skin. He yanked the fabric until it tore.

Chip tried not to whimper when he was exposed completely, naked for all to see. He clenched his eyes shut, not wanting to see the laughing Decepticons. Whimpering, he noted that he should probably, if he lived through this, get some kind of heater within the lab, it was FREEZING! He was blushing so hard it felt like his face was on fire and to his utter horror; he felt blood rushing to his nether regions. Oh God, not now, any time but NOW!

“Now Human; Are You Ready To Speak?” Soundwave’s voice shocked him into opening his eyes, glancing up at the large transformer. Trying to stop his voice from trembling as much as his body was, Goosebumps adorning his skin, he yelled, “Never, scrap heap!”

“Rumble, Frenzy; Persuade The Human To Talk.” Chip swore he could hear LAUGHTER in the monotonous mech’s voice. He shut his eyes again, expecting to be ‘persuaded’ through pain. He heard the two cassette mechs chuckle briefly and then he felt Frenzy’s fingers ghost over a VERY sensitive part of his anatomy. Chip yelped and opened his eyes so wide he worried they would pop out of his skull.

“NO!! STOP!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” The scientist struggled in Rumble’s grip, trying to move away from that cold, questing hand. The red cassette barely gave him a glance as he began to gently stroke up Chip’s erection, the human gasping loudly, his hips bucking involuntarily under the administrations.

“Readyyy to talk, Chip?” Rumble breathed into his ear, sending shivers down Chip’s spine. The human shook his head weakly, trying desperately not to moan as Frenzy knelt on the floor in front of him. “He ain’t gunna talk Rumble, best take this a ‘lil farther!” Frenzy grinned up at his friend, who loosened his hold on Chip slightly, lifting him up higher. Rumble fumbled, gripping the still squirming human even tighter, “Got an energon cube ‘Zi’?”

The red mech nodded pulling a small cube of pink glowing energy out of his chassis. “Hold ‘im still Rumble’, he told the purple as he reached up, pushing Chip’s legs apart forcefully. Giggling at the human’s shout of “No!” he dipped his fingers into the cube, coating them with the pink liquid. He began to gently probe the scientist’s tight entrance.

Chip jerked violently, the energon caused a tingling sensation in the sensitive skin, helping to loosen him up. This CANNOT be happening! He struggled again, but he didn’t have much energy left. The finger began to slip into him, stretching him. It didn’t hurt, it was just uncomfortable. His hips jerked against his will and that finger was suddenly buried fully inside him, making him gasp and writhe.

“Mmm, how does it feel Chip? Wanna talk yet?” Rumble leant down and nipped his earlobe as he hissed the poisonous words into his eardrum. Chip yelped when Frenzy began to add another finger, his pelvis rotating, trying to get those black digits in further. The energon was sending tiny sparks of shot through his nerves, making him gasp louder. “I.. I won’…t t-talk!” Chip stammered out. Yeah they’re REALLY gunna believe you Chip he thought to himself.

Frenzy pulled his fingers out briefly, making the human whine involuntarily. He smirked up at his friend, licking his pale lips as he recoated his fingers in the pink liquid, thrusting them in and out of the scientist’s entrance slowly. “Come on Rumble, I think it’s your turn!” He pulled the digits out, sucking off the remaining energon languidly.

“Help me out ‘Zi, I got my hands full here!” Rumble mock-whined at his teammate whilst grinning down at him, red visor flashing with arousal. Frenzy bent forwards, moving under the limply hanging scientist, opening his friend’s interface panel and pulling the metallic phallus out carefully, reaching for the cube with his other hand, scooping up a handful of the liquid energy, coating the phallus, drops of liquid splattering onto the floor and dripping off the tip enticingly. Frenzy licked at a falling drop, making his blue teammate gasp.

Chip whimpered pathetically as the red cassette spread his legs moaning uncontrollably when Rumble’s phallus brushed against his entrance. His hips moved of their own accord, drawing the mech in deeper. Rumble groaned into his ear and thrust roughly into him, causing them both to cry out sharply. There was a small amount of pain as he was penetrated fully for the first time, but Chip was too far gone to care. A tiny trickle of blood, mixed with the glowing energy, ran down his thigh as Rumble began to draw back and thrust back into him.

Frenzy smiled, panting at the sight. Quietly, he moved forwards and licked the scientist’s length, a shiver running up his frame at the loud moan this coaxed from the smaller being. Softly he began to suck, analysing the strange flavour of human precum with his mouth sensors before moving a hand down to his interface panel, rubbing his own phallus length.

From the sidelines, Soundwave stood staring. He hadn’t expected the human to be this compliant, though it was a rather, pleasantly stimulating sight. He smirked under his mask and probed Chip’s mind. Over the years on Earth, he had discovered that humans could not withhold information when in the height of pleasure and he enjoyed manipulating them in this manner. When scientist began to hit his peak, the tape deck retrieved the data he desired from Chip’s memory banks and withdrew from the other’s mind just as the human tensed up and cried out.

Chip wailed and spilled himself into Frenzy’s hungrily sucking mouth. He felt completely drained and could do nothing more than hang in the deliciously delirious afterglow as Rumble jerked as came within him. The blue cassette panted into the scientist’s neck and he withdrew himself softly, his fans stuttering and whirring as they tried the cool the small mech’s temperature.

Frenzy gave one last rock of his hips, gave a deep moan, and followed his friend and the human into oblivion. He gasped for a few minutes before calming himself and tentatively getting to his feet, smiling tiredly at his purple teammate before turning to the indigo Decepticon. “Soundwave?...”

Under the mask, the smirk deepened. “Information: Obtained. Persuasion: No Longer Necessary.” He watched as the smaller mechs smiled, nodding, before placing the human back in his wheelchair. Rumble gave the exhausted scientist a leer before leaning down to kiss him lightly on his quivering lips. “Thanks Chip, we owe ya one!”

Chip numbly watched Soundwave speedily hack into Teletraan, download the data and then leave, his two small accomplices following him out. His mind was in a complete whirl and his body aching for rest. What the Hell just happened?! He thought blearily before he nodded off to sleep.

-The End-

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Author’s Notes: Still here?! Wow, I’m impressed! XD I love Chip Chase and I was sad that nobody seems to write about him or do fanart of him. He’s an awesome character who isn’t completely 2D, like Spike, for example.

Basically, a nasty little plot bunny bit me on the butt with this one two days ago, I tried to fight back but the rodent was too strong. Thus, this was born.

Please review! And feel free to tell me if you think this is too mature for this site!

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