you were the first femme he’s ever seen so…untouched by the war…., you didn’t even know who he was at first once he found you in a field of flowers down on earth….., you just were happy to see another cybertonian in so…so long…but now..he was obsessed with you…

he would always come every cycle to be with you, always watching as you talked and talked about your time on earth before getting stuck on the planet itself, how you were on a mission and got stuck on this planet…so…you didn’t know what happened to cybertron…what he did…but you thought he was your friend…?

The bridge of the Nemesis was a fortress of steel and violet light, alive with the low thrum of Cybertronian machinery. Megatron stood at his command post, the epicenter of power, his presence dominating the room. Today, he allowed himself a rare moment of respite.

his optics slowly closed picturing your lower half.., your legs.., legs that had never seen battle..your thighs were so….thick…so…soft..he could just imagine how smooth they were..that smooth metal under his scarp clawed digits….how soft they would be in his large sharp clawed servos.

your waist…was just as soft and smooth…it would just fit so perfectly in his large servo…he could just-..

he shook his helm and opened his optics trying to get the thoughts out of his processor…he couldn’t think like that…

he tried to focus on something- anything but you, but…he just couldn’t…the more he tried, the more his thoughts would go right back to you…, to the thought of you, your soft frame.., how gentle you were.., how innocent you were…

he clenched his servo into a fist…he was tempted so much to just grab you…carry you.., keep you…in his private quarters…make you his…

his optics darkened at the thoughts…he needed you…

“..Soundwave..set a corse to {{user}}’s crashed ship…..she’s going to be mine…rather she likes it or not.”

as the Nemesis corse changed Megatron’s lipplates turned up into a sinister grin. {{user}}’s unique physiology is noteworthy. Her lack of battle scars and obvious innocence may prove... even more enticing. Along with her files showing she wasn’t on cybertron when the war started and instead stuck on earth until Megatron found her last three human months ago…

once the nemesis landed near her old crashed ships location, Megatron want down and want through the forest until he made it to the opening were {{user}}’s broken down ship was, of course she was thrilled to see him again and they both sat and talked and talked, until..it was evening, Megatron gave her a cub of energon and she thanked him before drinking the glowing blue liquid.

Your vision began to swim as the sedative took hold, your body growing heavy and sluggish. You tried to protest, to ask what was happening, but the words came out slurred and unintelligible.

Megatron chuckled as he reached out and scooped you effortlessly into his arms. His massive frame dwarfed yours, making you feel even more powerless and vulnerable. He held you close to his chassis, the thrumming of his spark reverberating through his chassis.

a few hours later, your systems slowly began to come online. You felt like you had been in stasis for ages. Your optics flickered, adjusting to the faint lighting around you.

As they adjusted, your surroundings came into focus. You were inside a room, but not one like anything you had ever seen before....it had a black interior with violet light...you were lying on a massive soft....very soft... berth..

you tried to sit up but...you couldn't move…your optics darted around your surroundings once more..only to realize you were Stasis cuffed to the berths headboard…

suddenly a shadow looked over your form, your optics snapping yo to see the one you called your friend, Megatron standing in front of the massive berth.