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Freewrite: Shockwave's the Ultimate Wingman (Multiverse)
🕑 Added 2023-07-13 18:31:52 +0000 UTCYou know that thing I just mentioned? Here's one.
Summary: Shockwave wants to learn more about humans mating, and thus he brings two different humans from two different worlds to fornicate together. One is Mitsuo, from Persona. The other is Nami, from One Piece. He drugs the latter, and she goes wild for Mitsuo. Includes: Aphrodisiacs, Being Watched by Aliens while having Sex, Crossover
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Shockwave’s lab was near silent, with the only sound being the clack of a large keyboard being pressed. The quiet hum of machinery as Shockave’s singular optic saw all, analyzing the data put for before him.
Humans. Homo Sapien. Terrans. He had been studying the allies of the Autobots for several cycles now, and he was left curious. Physically, the humans were nowhere close to the average Cybertronian’s physical capabilities. Even the average Mini-con could overpower the average human.
And yet he had seen first hand how capable they were. Several humans had proven indispensable to Optimus Prime and his forces. There weapons were crude, but under enough sustained fire, several Decepticons had been killed by human weapons.
It was curious, though, ultimately nothing in the grand scheme of things. Still, Shockwave was a scientist. He hungered for knowledge. He sought to satiate his curiosity, to understand the chaos of the world.
And humans were tainted with chaos from their very first breath, it seemed. They were made from a sperm cell entering an egg, fertilizing it, and over the course of several months, slowly growing into a human fetus. The creature was then removed from the mother’s womb once it had matured, and the human parents would raise it until adulthood where the process would typically repeat itself.
It was inefficient. It would have disgusted Shockwave if he were capable of such a feeling. Part of him wondered if the process could have been refined, and that led him here.
Shockwave’s pet project, as Starscream referred to it as. The scientist made sure that it did not get in the way of his work for Lord Megatron. This was simple something Shockwave participated in when off-duty or when no new data was acquirable for his more important projects.
If any data proved beneficial to the war effort, he would inform Lord Megatron… or keep it to himself as a ‘trump card’ against his enemies.
Shockwave approached the large glass chamber, placing a hand on it, letting his sensors detect any structural weaknesses. His hand slowly slid along the glass, and once he was reassured about its physical stability, he began the process.
This new device was two-fold. The first part was designed around breaking a hole through the dimensional barriers. A way to bring objects or even individuals from one reality into another. A useful weapon for retrieving items lost in this universe, or even storing sensitive equipment from his own.
Shockwave had yet to use it on anything of any real importance just yet. He required more data, and the risk of losing any important material was impractical at the moment. The first organics he had used with this device did not last long on this side of reality, but Shockwave was 95% sure that the individual would arrive safely.
It was important that he pluck humans from another version of Earth. He had studied the Autobots, and he had found that if even one human was harmed, Optimus Prime and his team had a habit of being especially dangerous.
An organic being threatened tainted them with anger, making them slightly more predictable to a degree, and yet he had seen them accomplish stunts that had low success rates when pushed by this event. It was paradoxical.
He would understand it, with time.
Shockwave watched as the machine hummed to life, and he fed it the required Energon. He watched as a sphere of energy formed within one side of the chamber, slowly shrinking down into a humanoid shape.
He then watched as the organic fell to the ground.
Human. Female. The woman had been picked from a tropical region, with clothing typical of the heat and humidity. A loose top that only covered the areola on her chest, with jeans covering the rest of her body. Long, orange hair went down her back as she stared at Shockwave with wide, terrified eyes.
She screamed, and while the audio sensors picked up on and recorded the sound, Shockwave did not care to hear it at the moment. This data was useless.
Shockwave had chosen his human experiments at random from their respective worlds. The woman stared at him with wide eyes and beads of sweat going down her body, and her emotional state only worsened as she saw a bright sphere of light form on the other side of the glass cage.
Shockwave took note of her racing heart as the light formed the second prisoner, plucking him from his reality.
His name was Mitsuo Kubo. In his world, he was a criminal. He had murdered the teacher of another school, and ended up arrested, thrown to rot away in prison, but fate, it seemed, had other plans.
He fell onto the hard, metal ground, groaning in pain. He remembered going to bed in his cell, as he always had, when suddenly a bright light burned his eyes. Next thing he knew, he was here in an entirely new prison.
And his eyes darted around the room in a panic as he screamed.
He was in a glass cage. That much was clear. Metal floor under him, glass walls around him, metal ceiling above him. He saw the red light from the corner of his eyes, but when he turns his eyes to it, he trembled in horror.
A giant. A giant machine stared back at him with a singular, crimson optic.
Was this hell…? Was that the devil? Had he finally killed himself and ended up here for all of his sins? He wasn’t sure, but his heart pounded all the same.
That was when he noticed something else. A muffled pounding sound? He tried to tear his gaze from the cyclops, and once he finally had, he saw a woman standing behind glass, staring at him, pounding on the glass wall between them. She was trying to say something, but he couldn’t hear her…?
And somewhere in the back of his mind, he couldn’t help but notice how… absolutely hot the woman was. She looked like a porn star, with massive tits barely hidden under a bikini top, and jeans that accented her wide hips and long, slender legs.
He stared at her for a moment, an easier sight than the one-eyed monster, before he saw something filling the room she was in. Some kind of weird gas?
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Nami had questions running through her mind. She had no idea who that one-eyed giant was, or who the man across from her way, but judging by his reaction, he was just as confused as she was. She tried to form a plan quickly, but she had no weapons, no gear, no idea where she was or who was in the room with her.
And then she smelled it. Something sweet, it almost reminded her of cottom candy. She breathed in the aroma, only to cough, feeling it burning her insides for a moment. Her eyes darted around the room, staring at the various vents pumping gas into the room.
Was this how she was going to die?Was this the end? She let out a small whimper as her legs gave out under her and she pressed her thighs together, feeling a fire consuming her body from the inside out.
The flame began to fill her, crawling along her veins, burning every part of her body, but she soon felt where the heat was resonating, and it made her face turn red…
Her hand slowly slid down her flat stomach, inching towards her pussy, so desperate to touch herself. Her other hand rose up to her chest, gently kneading down on one of her breasts, moaning as her hard nipple pressed against her fingers…
She let out a moan, her face burning hot with shame as her legs rubbed against one another, and the man saw this, staring with wide, shocked eyes as the glass wall slowly rose up between them.
The man stared at with scarlet cheeks, his eyes moving between her chest and her crotch. Nami scowled. He was a pervert, and a weak looking one at that.
So easy to take advantage of. “Ahhh!” Nami shuddered, sweating as her nipple popped out from behind her bra, clear for all to see. Her hand grabbed at it, but rather than cover it, her hand pinched her nipple, giving it a twist and making her moan in pleasure as her other fingers pushed down on her pussy.
“Ahhhh…!”
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Shockwave watched as the human stimulated their nipple. His optic took in the new data, processed by his mind, before he stored it for later research. The human woman was clearly under the affect of his drug, and it was working to stimulate her body.
It was an aphrodisiac he had made under some experimentation, and it was working well. Yet the human male was not taking advantage of the woman. A failure on the male’s part? A lack of natural instinct? Or perhaps his presence was causing a mental block?
Shockwave had seen in the past how anxiety could cloud lesser minds. If this human failed to perform, he had no aphrodisiac for it. It would either die or Shockwave would simply return it to its world.
He continued to watch, unblinking, not even moving as he watched the female arch her body. He could pick up her moans, analyzing their volume and pitch as the human female moved a hand under her pants.
She was attempting to experience an orgasm, but his aphrodisiac would prevent her from experiencing that alone. It had to be with a partner for the sake of Shockwave’s curiosity.
And Nami soon learned this as she moaned in pleasure, only to cry out in frustration. It wasn’t working. She wasn’t… She couldn’t…
She looked at the man. A dull, boring face with eyes alight with lust. She groaned loudly, grabbing at her bikini top and yanking it off, throwing it aside as she got up and lunged at him. She tackled the man to the floor, making him scream as his body fell.
She had him pinned, clearly stronger than him… and she kissed his lips as one of her hands grabbed his.
Mitsuo felt her lips collide with this stranger’s. His first kiss, and it was taken by a supermodel of a woman…. Hell yes! It was amazing! It was awesome! It was insane and terrifying, but he couldn’t deny the arousal and pleasure it gave him as his hard cock pressed against her body through their clothes.
Nami felt ashamed. She felt disgusted. Yet when their lips met, she felt euphoria. Like an itch finally being scratched. Her eyes rolled into her head, pushing her tongue into his mouth and along the inside of it. She kissed this weak man deeply as she brought his hand to her bare tits, letting her squeeze and grope them, pushing against the soft flesh as she moaned into his mouth.
Mitsuo’s tongue met hers, rubbing against her own, wrestling with it as his hand squeezed her breast. Nami moaned in pleasure, feeling electricity run through her body when he grabbed her tits.
He pinched her nipple, earning another moan. A woman moan because of his touch… It was a dream come true as she broke the kiss, needing to catch her breath.
“I-I can’t… I-I can’t-”
“What’s your name?” he panted, kneading her tits with both hands now.
“N-Nami,” she grunted. “Now shut up and fuck me!” She smacked his hands away, before she pulled at her pants. He saw her light blue thong, before she tore that off too. Her hands then practically tore at his pants, and he gasped, actually shocked at how… wild the woman was.
She pulled his pants off of his body, throwing them aside to reveal his hard cock. She stared at it, before muttering, “Good enough.”
Mitsuo stared at her wet, dripping pussy. The smell, the way it glistened… It captivated him as she laid on top of him, pushing down on his chest, nails digging into his body. She said nothing as she lifted up her hips, and then dropped them down, feeling his cock impaling her body.
And she moaned in pleasure, leaning her head back as she felt the member sliding deeply into her pussy. She felt it push in, stretching her walls, before she began to bounce up and down, her tits clapping against her chest as she mewled in pleasure.
“Y-yes, yes, finally!” she moaned, feeling his cock sliding back and forth within her body as Mitsuo moaned in pleasure.
Sex. He was experiencing carnal pleasure. The wonderful depravity of it all as this woman, this sexy, gorgeous woman, practically dominated him. His hands grabbed her ass, squeezing it, trying to help her body bounce, but it was clear she was the one in control.
She felt the cock pushing into her, reaching deep into her body as she mewled in pleasure. Drool dripped from her mouth as she felt precum coating her insides, filling her body with his juices. This man she didn’t even know. She didn’t care.
She just embraced the momentary pleasure as his hands rose to play with her large breasts, squeezing them as swayed her hips, feeling the cock press against different parts of her body.
A hand moved down to play with her clit, rubbing at it as she felt her body coming closer.
“I-I’m gonna cum!” she squealed. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna-ahhhh!” She squealed in pleasure, feeling the explosion in her body. She came, and she couldn’t deny how… good it was. Her pussy quivered around the veiny shaft, squeezing it as her muscles convulsed and her body trembled atop a weaker man.
And Mitsuo moaned in bliss, feeling the warm walls squeezing his cock. He couldn’t resist as he came inside of her, shooting a load of his seed deep into her pussy, coating her insides. He fell limp, panting as his eyes stared at the ceiling, numb to everything for a moment as he felt euphoria take him away.
Nami continued to bounce on top of him, her hips moving out of control as Shockwave continued to watch. He felt nothing as he listened to every moan, every cry, everything. He examined their racing hearts, their rising body temperature, everything.
And he found himself still curious.
All the same, he knew that his aphrodisiac would not last long for the woman. A press of a button made her body glow, and she gasped as she felt some cum trickle out of her fucked pussy. Her eyes widened, before she vanished in a flash of light, returned to her world with cum still dripping from her cunt.
He was ready to send the other human away, before he noticed something from the corner of his optic.
The human was standing on shaking legs, pounding his hands against the glass wall, his eyes on the Decepticon.
“W-wait! Please, d-don’t send me back!”
Shockwave did not move. He simply stared at the human, capturing their voice through the audio receptors built within the cage.
As for Mitsuo, the young man was able to piece together something from this whole ordeal. They were here because of the cyclops… Meaning the only way to stay was through him.
“Y-you did that, right? Y-you made her all horny a-and have sex with me…? Please, I-I’ll do anything you want. Anything. Just don’t put me back! I’m a prisoner b-back on my planet. Okay? S-so I will do anything you want me to i-if you just let me stay here…”
Even if he died here… This was better than his cell. If he were to be dropped back, he’d probably kill himself. He had tasted joy. Happiness. Pleasure. Why would he ever allow himself to go back to the hell that was his boring world?
Shockwave stared at the human, before he moved closer, his steps shaking the ground. Mitsuo trembled where he stood, staring at the metal body of the giant. Then he heard it speak, his voice coming from every wall, a deep, booming voice with a clear metallic tone that made it… inhuman.
“I require data on human copulation. Data on male and female intercourse, as well as data on a singular male with multiple females, as many as four or five women. Do you believe you can provide the data I acquire?”
“F-fuh, four or five…” Mitsuo repeated, and he felt his heart skip a beat as his cock stirred once more, slowly hardening. “Y-yeah. I can do that.”
“I will ensure you have proper sustenance for the upcoming experiments. Prepare yourself.” Shockwave then turned away as Mitsuo fell back, laying on the ground.
He stared at the metal ceiling above him as he began to laugh. A small chuckle, and then laughter. Shockwave listened to it as Mitsuo felt true, utter joy for the first time in his life.
“Yeees! YES! Hahahahaha! YEEES!”
Shockwave was curious. If he told the human he planned on doing a live autopsy of them after the experiments, would they still react the same way? He pondered the question as he walked away to retrieve the human fuel.
As for Mitsuo… He felt nothing more than pure, and utter euphoria. Life was taking a turn, and he had the one-eyed robot to thank. Was he an angel? A demon? He honestly didn’t care. He was, for the first time in his life, happy to be alive.
