MEGATRON'S WILD CIRCUS

Story by OceanCatsEye on SoFurry

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Megatron had no idea what he was thinking when he sent his soldiers out to collect animals for his circus, the silver mech was sure that people would be thrilled at seeing some of the most vicious creatures perform at his command.

But on opening night, one of the animals attacked a small child, causing a media nightmare.

Megatron paced back and forth while a couple of police bots talked to the child's furious father, the silver con winced at how angry the blue and silver bot was.

"I DON'T GIVE A FLYING FRAG WHAT HAPPENED, I WANT THAT THING KILLED!" bellowed the autobot who promptly pulled his mining belt off and lashed it like a whip.

Megatron felt some relief when the angry autobot left, but was soon replaced with dread as one of the cops made his way over to talk with him.

"The good news is that I've managed to talk Codebreaker out of killing the creature that mauled his son, the bad news is that you must have those beasts trained before the next show or you'll be shut down!!" said the officer grimly.

Megatron began to panic. He had until the next show to get his animals trained, how the frag was going to do that in just one week?

The first bot that was hired to tame the raptors was a small yellow and gray bot, but he ran out screaming in terror after only five minutes, the next couple of decepticons fared no better.

Megatron didn't know whether to angry or disgusted by his troops cowardice, the decepticon leader was just about to call it quits when he remembered a beast tamer that could solve all his problems.

So Megatron sent word to the autobot CMO and asked him for help.

The portly medic showed up the next day, with his trademark grumpy old mech scowl plastered on his face, the sheer amount of grumpiness coming from Ratchet was beyond what he was like during the war.

"So where are these terrible monsters that managed to scare off half the decepticon army" teased the old bot with a chuckle, Megatron glared at the smirking medic before pointing the large tent behind him.

"You think you can handle them autobot!" said Megatron.

The old geezer bot pulled out an impressive looking whip and unfurled it, before swinging it over his helm and cracked it effortlessly with a flick of his wrist, which sent a tremor of pleasure to his crotch.

"Does that answer your question Megatron" replied the overly smug medic.

Megatron left to do some work, while the autobot did his own work.

Ratchet's paunch jiggled slightly with each snap of the whip, WHOOOOSHH! CRACK! WHOOOOOSHHH! CRAAACK! WHOOSHH! CRACK! WHOOOSHHH! CRAAACCKK!, causing the two raptors to hiss and growl at him.

The old medic rapidly cracked the whip a few more times, before stopping and coiled it up, feeling a warm sensation in his groin, which was something that the CMO hadn't felt since the war.

Perhaps he'd try a different approach.

Ratchet moaned as the panel on his codpiece retracted and his spike emerged, the salty metallic smell of the autobot's penis had gotten the attention of the raptors, before rushing over to the autobot and began sniffing his rapidly hardening spike.

Blue and Azule were still weary of the whip that was currently coiled in the medic's servo, a hoarse gasp left Ratchet as a thick saurian tongue, slapped across the moistened head of the medic's now fully hard spike.

"Hnghhh...P-primus!" exclaimed the autobot with a groan, causing Blue to cock his head curiously, before giving a couple of quick licks up the base and over the tip of the medic's spike.

Ratchet gave a moan of pleasure from the rapid licks, each lap of the dino's tongue sent jolts of pure agonizing bliss through his body, the medic's moans grew louder and louder with each lick.

Not to be outdone by his brother, Azule joined in as well, lapping away on one side of Ratchet's spike, while Blue did the same on the other side.

Ratchet's knees buckled and he gave a startled yell, falling flat on his aft, gasping as the raptors lashed his bloated spike with their slimy tongues, giving the old doctor pleasure that he hadn't felt in a very long time.

The old bot had a rather pleased smile on his weathered face, "good boys, lick daddy's spike!" said Ratchet in a quiet whisper.

The old autobot could feel impending overload, Blue gave an startled yelp as Azule knocked him aside and engulfed the medic's spike, just as the bot overloaded and gulped down Ratchet's load.

Azule eased his maw off the medic's softening spike and gave it a quick lick, before the medic tucked it in his codpiece and closed the panel, then got to his feet and headed over to talk to Megatron.

A little while later, a strange noise soon filled the air, causing Blue and Azule to cock their heads curiously, before heading to find out what the noise was.

The raptors came across a tent and poked their heads in, a series of hisses and clicks were made by the startled saurians, Ratchet was seated on a bench with Megatron bent over his knees having his bare aft spanked.

"Aragghhh!" yelled the silver con as the autobot's servo landed on his aft with a loud smack, the decepticon seemed to be leaking optical fluid.

"YOU SMACK! WILL NEVER SMACK! SAY THOSE SMACK! THINGS ABOUT OPTIMUS EVER AGAIN" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! spat Ratchet as he walloped the protoform of Megatron's aft.

The silver howled in a mix of pain and arousal as his spike was trapped against the medic's thigh, "P-please...by the allspark...let me overload" cried Megatron.

"Hmmpf, a mech your age should know better" said the old autobot bitterly, "I mean for spark's sake Megatron, my grandchildren behave better than you!" exclaimed Ratchet as he got the silver con to overload with several whaps to his and and spike.

Megatron was sure that any dignity that he had left, was out the proverbial window, as he bucked against the old autobot's lap like a common fembot.

Ratchet pulled the whimpering decepticon off his lap, feeling rather smug as he watched the once proud decepticon leader rub his stinging aft like a well punished child.

"I hope for your aft's sake that you learned something from all this MEGATRON, because next time, I'll familiarize your aft with my belt."

Even though that Ratchet hated Megatron with a passion, a small part of him was hoping that he would get to whip the silver con's aft again.

"Until next time...Megatron" said the medic as he left the tent.

A few days later, a very determined Codebreaker angrily strode towards the tent where the raptors were kept, "what's the hurry?" asked the medic who seemed to appear out of the nowhere.

"I'm in no mood Ratchet, now hand me your whip and stand aside!" commanded the smaller bot.

Ratchet tossed the item in question to Codebreaker, the older mech shaking his helm at how unprepared the other bot was, watching as the smaller bot strode inside the tent with the whip clenched tightly in his servo.

Codebreaker looked around for the beasts, only to see that the cage was empty and felt a sense of unease come over him, the smaller bot uncoiled the whip, preparing to engage them.

Growls were the only warning that the mech got, before the two raptors emerged from hiding and stalked towards the trembling bot, with only one thing on their minds.

"S-stay...b-back...you filthy beast!" exclaimed the energon miner as he snapped the whip in a panicked state, causing the raptors to growl and move closer towards him.

Codebreaker's face hardened with fierce determination and he unleashed rapid series of whip snaps, at the charging saurians.

WOOOSSSH! CRACK! WOOOSSSH! CRACK! WOOOSSSH! CRACK! WOOOSSH! CRACK! WOOOSSH! CRACK! WOOOSSH! CRACK!, Codebreaker cracked the whip with an seemingly unnatural amount of skill.

Little did the miner know, was that Ratchet was just outside and was furiously stroking his very erect spike, "oooohhh...f-frag! that's right, teach those beasts to respect you" moaned the aroused medic.

Codebreaker's own spike was pressing against his codpiece, so he retracted the panel and freed it form its housing, before snapping the overly long whip yet again.

The autobot miner, suddenly threw down the whip and sunk to his knees, allowing Blue and Azule to approach and start sniffing, gently grabbing Azule's head and guided it to his spike.

"LICK!" commanded the bot, letting out a long moan as the raptor lapped across the head of Codebreaker's spike.

The autobot miner was moaning with every swipe of Azule's tongue, Codebreaker was squirming with each lick that the raptor took, and his optics nearly shorted out when Blue joined in with his tongue.

Outside the tent, Ratchet was so focused on what was happening inside, that he failed to notice that a stray dog looking for food or water had smelled the medic's arousal and swiped its long broad tongue across his scrotum.

"Hnnnngh...P-primus!" exclaimed the old bot in utter surprise from the feel of it, not one to turn down a chance for a good spike licking, Ratchet lowered himself down and sat on the ground with his legs spread.

The dog's tail wagged in excitement as it sniffed all over the medic's penis, before lapping at it quickly.

"OhhhhHHH...frag! that feels good" moaned the autobot CMO, as the dog lapped away at his spike, like it was a big ice-cream cone.

None of the other autobots were aware of the medic's kinks. And he would most likely offline from shame, if the others found out how utterly depraved he actually was.

He'd worry about that, when the time came.

But for right now, Ratchet was perfectly content with letting the dog service him.

Autobot chief medical officer: profile

Age: 60 vorns or so

Gender: mech

Nicknames: party ambulance, Dr. grouchy, grumpa, doctor sexy aft, lord no fun, his royal grumpiness, doc killjoy, doctor whoop aft, grampulance,

Clothing style: formal, always wears a suit, when he needs to wear human clothing.

Favorite threat: don't make me get the wrench

Belt or suspenders: Ratchet is fine with either, but he's partial to the belt, because it make old mechs look classy

Family: sparkmate offline, two grown sparklings, four grandsparklings.

Parenting style: firm but fair

Discipline style: spanking is and has usually been Ratchet's go to for discipline, but he's slowly learning about more modern parenting methods, which he finds rather useless and wishes that more parents spanked their bratty children.

Favorite pick up line: he doesn't need one, his gorgeous aft is all he needs

Kinks: bestiality, watersports, spanking, uniforms, electro-stimulation, fart play, oral sex, cock and balls torture, tickling.

Top or sub: can be both, but prefers to top

Hidden talent: chess prodigy

Secret shame: has a kid with a decepticon

Bathroom habits: up to four times a day for #1 and twice for #2

Using a belt: yes for wearing and for punishing, but only if some bot has been really bad

Sex with a human: only if he's really drunk or giving someone a checkup

Most likely to: complain about the T.V. or music being to loud

Showing affection: insulting people is his way of showing that he cares, it's when he doesn't that you need to worry

Cliche old man trait: gripes about how kids have no respect of their elders, is in favor of corporal punishment, but acts like its barbaric while in public

Generational difference in strictness: harsher with his kids than grandkids in some ways

Something that others don't about him: he's super into anime and trashy magazines

Farting in public or private: public, he is shameless, but its a good way to get rid of pests

Kinkiest sex act that he can imagine: taking a dump while a cuffed decepticon blows him

Sex with alternate versions of himself: yes, yes, and hell yes

Masturbating technique: using his servo or a belt

Ideal sex partner: Swindle, he likes to make money and Ratchet is loaded

Video games: complete waste of time and money in Ratchet's opinion

Something that he does after thanksgiving: loosening his belt and belching

Favorite animated T.V. show: the simpsons

Favorite movie: gone with the wind, cause he's just that old

Favorite adult magazine: Playbot and perhaps Jugs

Something that he wanted to be before the war: a cop

Enjoys reading: trashy romance novels

Loves to be: left the frag alone

Hates to be: treated like an old man

Proud about his: send the most feared con running with a single glower

Is obsessed with: kicking megatron's aft

feels like: nobody respects him

Is fed up with being asked: to be happier

Wishes he could just: leave and never come back

Firmly believes: that a smack on the aft will fix everything

Hates it when: children disobey him, especially when its his own grandkids

People are most afraid of getting: spanked by him

Secretly thinks optimus is: a kid in big boy armor

Transformers scenarios:

Autobots and Decepticons as cops:

Megatron: the cop who would ask for sexual favors in exchange for jailtime

Lugnut: the lovable oaf that hasn't had a blowjob yet

Shockwave: that one mysterious cop that is always in the shadows and most likely the one who is masterminding the crimes

Blitzwing: the crazy guy on the force who's always getting yelled at by the chief for blowing shit up

Swindle: the cute older guy who's getting hit on by women

Optimus: a cop that's far too pure for his own good

Bumblebee: the energetic rookie who's antics always seem to get him in trouble with the chief

Prowl: the same as he was in transformers animated

Ratchet: the short tempered police chief that isn't afraid to spank his men when it is needed

Bots and cons as school teachers:

Megatron: the stern scary one

Optimus: the pushover:

Lugnut: the one that is teased for having a big aft

Shockwave: the harsh yet fair one

Blitzwing: the fun German teacher

Swindle: the one who forces students to pay for good grades

Bumblebee: too cool for school

Ratchet: the grumpy old headmster with a huge paddle in his office

Prowl: more of a hippy rather than a teacher

Bots and cons as types of belts:

Megatron: thick cowboy belt

Lugnut: toolbelt

Blitzwing: regular everyday belt

Shockwave: skinny hipster belt

Swindle: diamond studded belt

Ratchet: thick alligator skin belt

Prowl: police service belt} duh

Bots and cons as dino tamers:

Megatron: the abusive one that is always whipping them

Lugnut: too much of a target

Shockwave: cracks whip and give reward for doing trick} pure and simple

Blitzwing: gets too distracted at all the dirty thoughts in his head

Swindle: the easy going one ass long as he makes money

Ratchet: all he as to do is walk in with the whip and the dinos line up

Bots and cons favorite method of punishing

Megaton: forced to pleasure him

Lugnut: electro-torture

Shockwave: watersports

Swindle: tickle machines

Ratchet: spanking and babying

Bots and Cons as spankers

Megatron: long and slow

Shockwave: rapid fire

Bltzwing: sexual with aft rubs

Swindle: firm but gentle

Ratchet: very hard but at a moderate pace

Bots and cons with X-men style powers

Megatron: mind control

Lugnut: generating earthquakes} laughs at own joke

Shockwave: technopath

Swindle: manipulation of fire

Ratchet: power stealing

Bots and cons biggest sexual problems:

Megatron: man whore

Lugnut: farts during sex

Shockwave: no emotion

Blitzwing: too hardcore

Swindle: always expects to be pleasured but won't give any back

Ratchet: erectile issues 50% of the time

Bots and cons hidden personality types:

Megatron: sparkly anime princess

Lugnut: psychotic little boy

Shockwave: depraved emo

Blitzwing: hyperactive arsonist with ADHD

Swindle: vain studmuffin

Ratchet: shy fat kid that just wants to be loved

Bots and cons as fathers:

Megatron: womanizer

Lugnut: clumsy goofball that does his best

Shockwave: creepy basement dweller

Swindle: sexy sleaze bag

Blitzwing: crazy over the top lunatic

Ratchet: strict and and overprotective

Bots and cons favorite sexual acts:

Megatron: rimming and anal sex

Lugnut: roleplaying

Shockwave: watersports and bondage

Blitzwing: some crazy hardcore shit

Swindle: CBT torture

Ratchet: bestiality and oral sex

Bots and cons anon preferences:

Megatron: prefers to take the paper to the bathroom

Lugnut: prefers to drink alone

Shockwave: prefers to watch his victims scream when they are tortured

Blitzwing: prefers stalking his ex girlfriend than going after another one

Swindle: prefers not to take his kids anywhere fun if he can't make money

Ratchet: prefers to masturbate on the toilet than anywhere else

Bots and cons super hero/ super villain names:

Megatron: lord darkspark

Lugnut: king of quakes

Shockwave: cycloptron

Blitzwing: three-face

Swindle: scam artist

Optimus: super prime

Bumblebee: the stinger

Bulkhead: kid iron-fist

Prowl: Mr. stealth

Ratchet: Dr. surge

Names that the cons give to the TFA Autobots:

Optimus: dorkamus prime

Ultra magnus: ultra looser

Sentinel prime: ass chin

Bumblebee: little baby bumbleboo

Bulkhead: clumsy robo-ox

Prowl: chief flat-aft

Ratchet: paunchy

Things that would happen if the TFA characters met their transformers prime counterparts:

Megatron would most likely team up with the other and be plotting to kill him

Shockwave would see the logic in teaming up

Ratchet gripe about something and then make out with his other self

Bumblebee would take his other self street racing and get in huge trouble

Ratchet/Ultra Magnus pairing:

Who usually starts things: Ratchet always engages first by leaving Magnus little notes

Who is more like to snore after sex: both of them

Who is more likely to be caught masturbating: Magnus has only ever caught Ratchet once, and that was in his office. But Ratchet has caught Magnus stroaking it many times.

What kinks do they share: both have a thing for spanking, Ultra Magnus has spanked the medic more times than he gets it from Ratchet, which leaves bots wondering if Ratch is some kind of masochist.

Who usually farts the loudest: Ratchet

Who is kinkier: Ratchet, seeing as the medic has like a dozen kinks while that prude Magnus has like two

Who is better at oral: Ratchet prefers to receive, but is skilled at giving it as well, Ultra magnus prefers getting oral

Who is more likely to wear a belt on a daily basis: Ultra Magnus

Who prefers having their spike licked by a dog: both

Who is more into the diaper fetish: Ultra Magnus