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Proper Maintenance For Sidecord By Draconicon

He better not be playing hide and seek again...

Rashii shook her head as she walked down one of the main 'streets' of the outpost, the python glancing left and right every time she passed one a row of buildings. Every time, she saw at least one of the base's new mech-assault units on patrol, or exercising; it was hard to tell which they were doing at a given moment. But it was never quite the one that she was looking for, so she kept walking.

Her boots tapped out a quick rhythm as she continued her search, and she was soon shaking her head in annoyance as the mech-assault wolf unit continued to evade her. Perhaps he really was playing hide and seek today.

Grumbling, Rashii walked over to one of the other, free units, and knocked against one of its neck-plates. The dragon model turned, looking down at her.

" YES, SOLDIER? WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?"

"I'm looking for unit Helios Havoc. Have you seen him anywhere?"

" UNIT HELIOS HAVOC HAS BEEN ON PATROL ON THE EASTERN SIDE OF THE BASE FOR THE LAST 34 MINUTES."

"The eastern...great. Thanks."

She patted him on the shoulder, and the mechanized dragon went back to...whatever he was doing. Pouncing on shadows, from the look of it.

She got a number of glances from non-mechanized forces as she walked down the center street of the base. Understandable, really; her green fatigues were not precisely base-issue, and she was a recent transfer to the place. But understandable or not, she was getting a bit annoyed at the delays, and that left her with less understanding for the soldiers around her, particularly when one of them reached up and copped a feel of her tits.

Rounding on him with all necessary force and then some, the python bore the wolf down to the ground and pinned him with his arm behind his back.

"What was that, soldier? That some sort of bug you were trying to flick away, or were you trying to cop a feel?"

"Get off me, you - gah!"

She pushed his arm up further, knowing by feel that it was about ready to dislocate his shoulder. The other men in the area had already pulled back, smartly enough. She was not ready to deal with any more bullshit.

"You want to try that again, soldier?"

"I - ah - I apologize."

"For what?"

"For trying to grab your tit!"

"Good."

Letting go, the python rolled off his back and back to her feet. The wolf stumbled around, rubbing his shoulder as he slowly stood up. Before he could leave, she leaned in, one finger over his nose as she glared into his eyes.

"You want to do that, you get me a drink first. Otherwise, hands off the goods; I'm one of you, not some off-base whore that you're used to."

"Yeah, well...maybe if you actually wore that uniform buttoned up..."

"You trying to say something, soldier?"

"...No."

"Good. Dismissed."

It took a while before the wolf was able to turn and leave, but she made sure to hold her glare the whole time. The last thing she needed was for him to start bad-mouthing her, particularly with her still finding her feet at the base.

Still, she indulged in a small sigh when he was out of earshot, and shook her head. She might have the rank to boss some of these boys around, but it was a pain and a half to keep exercising it. Particularly when some of the offenders were cute enough to be worth trying a bit of stuff with.

But if she did that...well, probably best not to try.

She started to turn, only to bump her head against something metal. Reaching up, Rashii felt a few more neck-plates, ridges along the head, and further up...

"Heh, is that a gun turret, or are you just happy to see me?"

" I'm very happy to see you, Rashii."

"I'd hope so. I've been trying to find you for the last hour. Why didn't you tell me that you had patrol today?"

" I forgot. It's been long enough since you've been in my unit that I forgot to keep you informed."

"Yeah, well, I'm stuck on this base for a while, so get used to it."

She patted his neck before turning around, giving the mech-assault wolf a good look-over. It'd been a few months since she'd actually seen him in the field, and seeing him now was a nice change.

The metal plates that ran from his head down to his tail were all polished, shining in the sun. He was most definitely fit for parade, particularly with the new models of gun turrets on his back. Towering over her, he was a piece of mobile gunnery that would have put any of the tank models in the old days to shame. Hell, he put most of the modern equipment to shame.

He leaned in, his computerized eyes flicking over her as he scanned her from head to toe. Doubtlessly checking her vitals as well as restoring old, possibly decayed memory files, she thought. She held still, even when he stared down her open top, and chuckled when he finally licked her. It was a bit oily, compared to a normal dog's tongue, but it was nice for all that.

" My sensors indicate that you have a bit of a raised temperature, Rashii. Are you feeling okay?"

"Just a bit of a workout. You probably saw the end of that, huh?"

" Indeed. According to my sensors, bones were pushed to within 5% of the breaking point, and joints to within 1% of maximum tolerance."

"Damn, I'm good."

" Yes, yes you are."

Chuckling, she patted him on the neck, turning him to start walking with her. It wasn't all that different from some of the images that remained of the older times, when people used to take dogs for walks, though in those pictures, the height difference had been the other way around. She laid her hand on his flank, gently stroking the metal that adorned his mechanical form.

"So, are you just up for patrol duty today, or are you heading out on something bigger?"

" Patrol duty is already accomplished, Rashii. The rest of the day is empty."

"Really, now?"

The python smiled, putting her free hand to her lips. It had been a long time, but she would just imagine...

"Are any of the bigger hangers empty at the moment?"

" B4 and B6 are currently empty, and will remain so for another two hours until missions are finished."

"Good. Lead the way."

The hangers were the biggest, most empty parts of the base when missions weren't frequent and the pilots weren't hanging around. Planes that weren't out on missions were serviced quickly in the morning, and then left alone, as the mechanics had so many other demands on their time. The pilots, unless they were out flying, didn't tend to stick around, either.

The result was a place that had no eye-witnesses and a great deal of cover for people that wanted privacy, as Rashii had discovered at her old base. She licked her lips as she guided Helios behind one of the bigger gunships, getting it between them and the main door of the hanger.

" I'm starting to think that you wish to do more than talk, Rashii. I remember some of our times out on the front."

"Some of them? Helios, you should be remembering all of them, considering how much I worked on 'maintenance' with you."

He chortled under his breath, though he also nodded. That was something, at least; perhaps there was a little bit of overlap between some of his updated programming and some of what they did. She knew that the memory units of some of the mech-assault beings weren't always perfect, considering the limited capacity that they had to work with.

Still, she knew that he'd be amenable to what she was offering. The snake pulled at her top, the buttons and zippers coming off in seconds. There was no need to keep it folded, or clean; she threw it down, and her bra followed shortly after, her breasts bouncing free.

Helios watched her silently, his head cocking to the side, but that wasn't the important part for Rashii. Her eyes were going lower, past the protective chest plates and metal armor to a spot between his legs. The mech-assault units were mostly made for practicality, but there was another piece of them that -

And there it was. Slowly emerging from a port between the canine's legs was a long, slick, synth-flesh shaft. The python licked her lips at the sight of it, her fingers already working at the laces of her boots, and after kicking them off, at the buttons and zippers of her pants.

"So that's still there; I'd heard that some of the high command was thinking of phasing out that particular part."

" A number of personalities came together and convinced them that removal of the Stress Relief Rod was a poor decision."

"I'm glad; I certainly wouldn't want to see that bad boy go to waste..."

" Past memories suggest that you would want me to roll over at this point."

"Oh, you do remember. That's wonderful; on your back, Helios, if you would?"

The mech-assault wolf did as he was told, leaning back against the wall of the hanger. It wasn't much, but it meant that he was almost sitting, something that the model normally couldn't do. She would imagine that there'd be something of a dent in the wall later, due to all the weight resting on the metal, but that was something they could work with.

Stripping off her pants and underwear - and feeling some strings of wetness from her sex as a result - the snake slithered over the side of the wolf. One hand grabbed hold of that synth-flesh rod, stroking it up and down, feeling the smoothness that was one of its biggest defining features. At least, up until the base, where the flesh was forced to expand further, and further.

Heh, the egghead that came up with this bullshit deserves more thanks than he's gotten, I bet, Rashii thought as she pumped her hand up and down the shaft. The Stress Relief Rod, really; it was meant as a means of 'dumping' the stress and build-up and conflict in the mech-assault unit's code in the field, taking away the various slow-downs and clearing the junk files with each successive 'orgasm'. It was meant as a means of doing it more quickly than plugging it into a computer and initiating a clean-up, but she imagined that the designer just wanted to have a dog with a big dong.

She approved, of course. She leaned forward, further, dragging her tongue along the synth-flesh, her breasts starting to press against the bottom of the shaft. It was so massive, so big, that even she would struggle to get something like that down her throat. She knew; she'd tried a number of times out in the field, and had always had to stop right at the knot.

Then again, she doubted a non-mech could do any better than that; the length that ran from tip to knot was a good foot and a half, at least, and it was thicker than her arm. Only her snake biology let her do as much as she did, and there were limits to just how far her jaws could spread before it started doing damage to her skull.

Helios started shifting under her, and she chuckled, pulling herself the rest of the way onto his body. It was almost a sixty-nine, and would have been if she wasn't so much shorter than he was long. She looked over her shoulder at him, stroking his metal face with her tail.

"How long's it been since the last data dump?"

" Nine days and four hours."

"No wonder this came out so fast...I bet you've been wanting to get this played with for days. What's been stopping you from just using those programs to get off?"

" ..."

"Helios?"

" Programs are no longer sufficient. After exposure to your skill in the field, it's a partner or dealing with build-up. And most aren't interested in coupling with a mech-unit."

"Oooh, you poor, backed-up, needy guy...Don't worry, I'll take care of this."

She leaned back against his shaft, her breasts spilling around his knot as she started working her tongue along the base. It was simple enough to treat it as a normal cock; it was a little bit cooler, and the underside and topside had a track of metal along it that left it a bit smoother than it might have been, otherwise, but she knew how to deal with that.

It didn't take long for the big hound to start bucking upwards at her tongue's touch, and she smiled as the synth-flesh trembled beneath her hands. It was so eager, so very eager for her touch, for anyone's for that matter. As her hands stroked along the sides, keeping up a two-handed handjob, she could feel it starting to ooze, liquid filled with data starting to run out of the tip. It smelled like someone had tried to keep it sterile, but failed, leaving it like a more muted musk of a normal male.

It was enough for her. She leaned forward, pressing her body more directly to the upper part of the shaft, gathering her breasts around it and starting to grind them against the cock. Helios groaned under her, his forepaws curled just above her legs in a position so very close to begging.

Mmmm, I like that...

Rashii licked higher and higher, getting a good taste of the liquid data. It wasn't dissimilar to cum, though again, it was muted in comparison to the real thing. What it had going for it was that it was almost sweet, not quite fruity, not quite sugary, but sweet, and warm, and so very, very plentiful.

The closer she got to the tip, the more it oozed, and she could feel it drenching the scales of her cheeks and making her hands slippery, shiny. She worked herself up higher and higher, feeling the flood start to wash over her like a shower, and had to suppress a giggle of glee.

When she reached the tip, she squeezed the head of his cock, making it bounce and squirt a bit harder. She had to duck to the side to avoid getting a full facial, and smiled as it splatted down on the ground.

"How's this feeling, old friend? Making you feel better?"

" Data blockages down by 65%, and build-up reduced by 20%."

"Heh, that's raw statistics, Helios. How does it feel?"

" It feels very - ah!"

The fact that she'd managed to interrupt a machine - a very, very clever machine - as she thrust her mouth down around his cock was a tribute to her skills. She doubted that some of the camp followers could have done that, even using their other holes. Rashii swallowed more and more of that synth-flesh cock, feeling it run further and further down her throat.

It didn't take long for her to hit the knot at the base, and she pressed her lips against it firmly. The wolf's metal paws pressed down on her legs, keeping her from pulling back, and he started grinding against her, pushing up against her lips as if he wanted to bury his knot in her throat. Impossible, as it was bigger than her head, but she was giving him everything she could other than that.

She started to pull her head back, but his hind-paws suddenly kicked, and up his cock came, slamming into her throat. The snake was pulled along for the ride, her body bouncing up and down as he rocked back and forth, fucking her throat with that massive 'stress relief rod' of his, and she had her mouth stretched as far as it would go, her swallowing and teasing skills put to their extreme test.

Her only big of luck was that the mechanical balls that were beneath the shaft didn't swing as much as biological ones. She'd had the experience of that in the field, and getting brained by one of those when she wasn't ready wasn't one that she wanted to repeat. But she could watch them swaying, and she felt her own pleasure rising, a warmth spreading between her legs as she swallowed 'prey' that was bigger than anything else on base.

In and out, in and out it went, the smoothness of the shaft a dramatic contrast to her, not veiny, not irregular; it was completely smooth, and it was the same size on all parts, uniform and...so good...

" Data dump approaching. In five...four...three..."

It was computerized, but it was also something that most males wouldn't bother telling her. Rashii braced herself, knowing that it would be a big one.

She wasn't wrong. As soon as the countdown hit zero, the shaft in her throat expanded. Not tremendously, which kept her from being hurt, but enough for her to feel it. The tip seemed to almost explode, shooting down the tiny space left between her throat and her stomach for the liquid data to land in her stomach. It spurted again, and again, and again, and she moaned as she held a hand to her stomach, feeling it expand a bit from the sheer amount that she was swallowing.

Despite her prowess, she couldn't take it for long. She pulled back, slowly, her lips pursing tight around the shaft to milk it for every shot. It took her about five seconds to pull off completely, leaving about half of the wolf's orgasm to land over her breasts, splattering warm and slick and thick all over her face and down her chest, running between her breasts in streams and then down her belly.

Rashii chuckled to herself, shaking her head a few times.

"I still got it."

" Rashii. I still have some...data corruption...that could be dumped."

"...Helios, did someone teach you how to lie to a lady?"

" ...No?"

"I didn't think so, because you're really, really bad at it. Heh, so you want another round, huh?"

" Yes, I would."

"Good. Because now you got me all riled up."

She rolled around, turning until her tail wrapped around the base of his cock. Giving him a smile, she backed up gradually towards his cock. It was still hard, and it would likely remain that way until he stopped being in the mood; another nice change from the more biological cocks that went down as soon as they finished, unless she took special measures.

It was so thick, though, the tip alone rubbing between her ass cheeks in a way that felt all too familiar, all too teasing. She doubted she could take more in either hole than she could through her mouth...but she felt inspired to try.

Rubbing at her clit, she let her juices run back over her ass, and then slooooowly sat down on that cock. The wet tip rubbed against her pucker, nudging it again and again. The pointed end was helpful, sliding into the little stretch in the center and then easing further into her. Rashii groaned at the feeling, experiencing a stretch that she hadn't felt for months, and relishing in the feeling.

"That's it...oooh. Let's get it in deep..."

" Sensors indicate -"

"No sensors...just sex..."

She groaned as she pushed back a little harder, feeling the shaft sliding a bit deeper into her. It was already so much thicker than anything that she might have gotten on base from a soldier, bigger than a wolf's knot, and almost as big as a stallion's flare, but damn if she didn't want more of it.

Her sex dripped over him, and she rubbed at it as she pushed back again, and again. An inch, then two popped in, the unique texture of those bands along his cock making it all the better as she ground her way back.

" I could get it in, if we flipped over."

"I'm not...doing doggy style with this monster...You just be quiet, and I'll get it in."

" But -"

"Yes, in the butt. Now, down, boy, and let me work."

She'd get it in...and she'd be sore as hell the next day...but it would be worth it. It always was, with Helios.

The End