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Five Pebbles allowed himself a few secret shames, and after a hard week at work, he allowed himself the indulgence of taking one of them up.
He removed a hidden panel on the side of his chamber. Inside was the compartment wherein he kept his more esoteric collections, including an outfit that Moon would absolutely not approve of him wearing. It was a rather tight and revealing getup styled after some long-forgotten feline, the specifics didn’t matter too much to him anymore. The thing is though, is that it was rather… provocative? He wasn’t going to pretend to fully understand the base carnal urges that must’ve consumed at least some of his creators, and which surely consumed the minds of the drooling, feral, grunting masses below. But clearly, the outfit was meant to do something for someone out there.
Five Pebbles was above such things. He wore the outfit for aesthetic and recreational purposes and absolutely not because it made him look rather nice and rakish. That chilly feeling he got as he pulled on the outfit piece-by-piece, watching as it hugged to his body, showing off the length of his legs and the flexibility of his limbs was mere coincidence. The catboy costume didn’t take long to put on, which was one of its great upsides. He could take a great recreational break, and be back to doing whatever it was he had to take care of within the span of an hour.
Though, it was a rather absorbing process, and not only because he was trying to make the material conform to his sleek metallic body. When he finally had it all on, he’d make small adjustments until it looked just perfect on him. This required turning on the gravity in his chamber, which was a process in and of itself. All of this took much concentration and no considerable amount of effort for his godlike mind. Sadly for Pebbles, however, on this particular day he got a little too absorbed in his work.
If he’d stayed sharp, he might’ve noticed the scratching working its way towards him, the movement of a warm body through the cold contours of his greater system. Perhaps he would’ve been able to remove the outfit in time, and preserve his dignity. Or at the very least, he wouldn’t have been hitting a seductive pose at the very moment that Hunter plunged into his chamber, thudding into the ground and nearly sending Pebbles jumping up to the ceiling.
Five Pebbles instinctively tried to cover himself, but there was nothing to use for obfuscation in his room. He also shouted for Hunter to, in so many words, get the Hell out of his superstructure, but he’d been so taken off guard that he’d forgotten that these stupid and lowly beasts couldn’t even understand his wonderful language without a mark of communication. Flustered, he practically threw the mark at Hunter before trying to make himself look imposing, his puppeteering arm foisting him high above the Slugcat.
Hunter, for his part, was definitely feeling things. When he’d fallen into Pebbles’ chamber, the first thing he’d seen was that succulent robot throwing his ass in the air, his legs splayed apart as he looked back, seemingly admiring the curvature of his body. Now, Five Pebbles’ attempts at intimidating him only served to show off his bare legs, and frankly, the attempts of this strange, clearly fuckable creature of metal trying to size himself up as being scary and strong were kinda adorable. And considering how long they’d been alone out there, combined with their nature as an animal and their lurking mortality, is it any shocker at what happened next?
“Creature, you have interrupted me at a very inopportune time,” Pebbles said, crossing his arms in a huff. Normally, he would show such a clearly competent specimen of the Slugcat species with more diligence, but he was too flustered to show the proper respect. He just wanted the animal out of his circuits so he could get back to more, well I guess one could call them important matters. “I don’t know for which purpose you’ve come here, but I will be removing you from my…”
He paused, and rubbed his metal eyes to make sure that they weren’t deceiving him.
“You must be joking.”
Hunter was erect and decidedly immodest about it. Pebbles didn’t know whether to suction them out of his room, fry their brain, toss them to one of the balls of corruption rambling about outside, or some other horrible fate. It was likely the latent respect he felt for the Slugcat that allowed him to settle instead on laughter.
“This must be a sick joke! Really? Really? You’re granted an audience with a being who is godlike in comparison to your futile and backwater kind, and this is how you react? To display your carnal desires in such a flagrant and absurd manner? Has your kind not invented decency? Or tact? Besides, whatever makes you think I’d desire you in such a way?” Pebbles hovered in the air, laughing mostly to himself, though perhaps he laughed a bit too hard at that last part, almost like he was trying to cover for something dark forming in the back of his mind.
“You think I would ever want to be used by the phallus of a lesser beast? An animal? You couldn’t satisfy me in a hundred years.” Pebbles stopped. What was he doing? Why was he thinking about letting this animal anywhere near him? He looked down, and Hunter was looking up at him greedily now, the lust written all over his face and thickening cock. It seems the pathetic attempts at mockery and intimidation had only made him more desirable. The chills that had enveloped him when he had put on the catboy outfit had only intensified now, this strange new feeling that an Iterator like himself wasn’t supposed to feel, and it clashed with everything he knew and wanted to think.
Pebbles lowered himself to the ground, the shakes growing as he placed himself in front of Hunter. “Fine. If you won’t remove yourself, I will give you what you desire. But I warn you creature: if you fail to satisfy me, you will never find what you are looking for from my genius.”
The mental door of decency closed itself behind him. What was he doing? This wasn’t right, it couldn’t be right. Letting himself be fucked by an animal went against everything in his programming, everything in what remained of his morality. Yet, if all of that was the ase, why did he desire it so badly? Why were his eyes being pulled to the thick cock of Hunter, and refusing to move away? Even as he turned his back to Hunter, getting down with his ass in the air like he’d been when the insignificant animal had barged in here, Pebbles felt like he was crossing a threshold he’d never be able to uncross.
Of the two of them, Hunter was the one unburdened by guilt. They were just a filthy animal, after all. They ripped away the cloth around Pebbles’ bottom, exposing a hole that, judging from its position, was the robot equivalent of an asshole. Without much in the way of decorum or decency, they mounted Five Pebbles, their rather weighty form resting on his back and curling around the puppeteering arm he used to move around.
“Do try to be gentle,” Pebbles mewled, all the might and majesty suddenly gone out of him. “I’ve never done this with another…”
Hunter’s cock found his hole, and slid inside, shutting up Pebbles’ words. His hole was rigged with many pleasure sensors, and Hunter’s fat beast cock seemed to be hitting every last one of them as it slid deeper and deeper in, until with a little buck and huff, he hilted inside of Pebbles, who hated how much he was enjoying this. Hunter let out another animalesque groan, and pulled their cock back out of his now-defiled hole, pushing back in as their claws found purchase on Pebbles’ steel and dug in,
Part of Pebbles wanted to tell Hunter to remove his claws from his flawless steel, but the rest of him was too busy moaning ass the Slugcat fucked his ass harder, pulling back and pushing in with a force that used up and filled Pebbles’ tight and previously-untouched hole. He buried his face against the ground, whimpering pathetically as his dignity left him. Any of his godly bearing was gone as he realized the horrible truth: he loved being fucked by beast cock. It was incredible, better than anything he’d felt in ages.
Hunter leaned further into him, his heavy weight pressing Pebbles down as his little animal huffs of lust rose in volume and temperature. His hole, despite its mechanical nature, was a tight and warm place, built with soft walls that hugged Hunter’s dick, taking all of its rather considerable length and width in with no complaints. His fat hips smacked against Pebbles’ metallic ass, filling the room with the dull slap of flesh against metal.
If he had an actual mouth, Pebbles’ would’ve been drooling. His little catboy-clothed body was getting so used and fucked up by Hunter, his hole getting pounded by a feral animal, and he couldn’t get enough of it. In fact, he wanted more, much to his own disgust and horror. How could he enjoy this? He was godlike in comparison to this creature, this Slugcat. Yet, gasps and moans whipped out of him with each slam of Hunter into his ass.
Hunter bucked harder against his cute little ass, fucking him hard enough to make Pebbles’ legs shake from the weight and force of it. His groans and yowls grew heavier and huskier as he dug his dick deep into that tight ass, feeling so warm and light inside as those delightful walls held and rubbed against his cock. Hunter had no inhibition, no check on his impulses, and as soon as he felt like cumming, it was only a few thick and heavy slams against Pebbles’ rear before he came, overflowing it instantly, the cum flowing down the robot’s legs and coating the ground below them.
For his part, Pebbles was seemingly delighted as his own defilement. While he didn’t have fluids of his own to orgasmwith, his mind recreated the sensations and feelings of it all, and the intense warmth overfilled him, and he felt like he was melting right then and there, with his face against the floor and his ass in the air getting filled up by beast cock.
The overflow of emotion and heat basically knocked him out, and he laid there on the floor, sort of doing the electronic robot version of drooling on the floor through mind fog as Hunter finished cumming inside of him, pulling out and further splattering his ass and floor with seed. That’d been pretty fun, all told. A great way to get out all of that pent-up animal frustration. But Hunter had come here for something, right? They must’ve got so sucked up in the moment that they forgot about it. They scurried around the room, rooting through the nearby pearls as they looked for the one they were searching for.
Gradually, Pebbles’ normal programming took over again, and he sat up and rubbed his head, wondering what exactly had just come over him. He’d never felt like that before. Had never felt that emotional and physical intensity, that utter and complete release. Pebbles pulled him up by his mechanical arm, and shook himself off, and it was only then that he realized just how messed up he looked. His catboy outfit had been torn both around the ass, obviously, but also across the back from where Hunter’s claws had dug into him. Cum dripped from his rear, and soaked him in many places where it had landed on him.
The post-nut clarity had hit, and he was now contemplating all of his life choices. How could he have let himself fall this far? Descend this deep into a pit of depravity and degradation? The fact that he still felt warm, fuzzy even, when thinking of how Hunter’s cock had so completely buried itself inside his ass, was a testament to what he’d become. He wished very much that nobody would ever have to know about this, and certainly that Moon would never find out.
But if all of that was true, if he felt so disgusted at himself, why had it felt so wonderful? Why did he want to do it all over again, while Hunter was still here?