Dangerous Collaboration

This idea came to me in a dream

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Sherrel groaned as she got up from the chair she’d fallen asleep in. Stretching out her stiff muscles while her spine and neck popped and crackled from the stretching. Blinking the blurriness from her eyes, she saw Adam coming down in a bathrobe with a small tray with three cups of coffee hot and steaming. Smiling at her boyfriend, she accepted the coffee and noted that one of the coffee’s was actually tea. Sherrel wondered who that was for?

“Say where’d ya tinker ho friend go?” Adam asked, and Sherrel scrunched her brows as she tried to remember what he meant, then she remembered that she’d actually met another tinker while they’d both been in their civilian clothes. She’d been drawing a design on a napkin when some girl with long curly black hair had seen and gotten interested. She’d been worried, but then the girl had pointed some things out, they’d started talking shop in the mostly empty fast food restaurant, then next thing she knew her memories became fuzzy as they went back to her shop and started working on whatever they’d been working on.

Turning towards her workbench, Sherrel noticed that the napkin was taped to a larger design they’d been following. Like with most tinker designs, it only half made sense, and she couldn’t actually see the power source of it either. Usually those always stuck out at her when she looked at her own tinker designs. Not this time though. Maybe the other tinker had dealt with it?

Either way, Sherrel looked at the new vehicle that the Merchants had. It didn’t look like much, but then it hadn’t really been for proper Merchant business, it had been for stealth, or at the very least, when they wanted to grab groceries or something and didn’t want to bring her tinker tank or technicals. From what Sherrel could see, it was on, but it barely made any noise. She couldn’t even see any exhaust from it. Sherrel vaguely remembered that it didn’t run on gas or really anything either. It needed something, she couldn’t remember what, but it would effectively run for a lifetime if needed before whatever was powering it was exhausted. Something something reusable something. Batteries maybe? Sherrel smiled, sometimes, she wished that she could do what Dragon did and reverse engineer her tinker stuff for regular people, then she’d be a millionaire or something like that and they wouldn’t have to do Merchant stuff all the time.

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“Mmmmmhhh!” Taylor cried out into a ball gag as she came once again from the constant pistoning of dildos and electric shocks that drove the sensations of pleasure through her. Her mind was practically melted from all the pleasure, or at the very least, she wouldn’t be making a good conversation partner for a while once she got out of here.

Taylor could barely remember how she got into here, after she met that tinker in that fast food restaurant, thing had kind of got wishy washy as she vaguely remembered snippets of her time tinkering with the buxom blonde. What she did remember was that they’d been working together, and Taylor had added her own specialty to the mix of the vehicle they were making.

Sex, or rather, she’d turned out to be a sexual tinker, making sex machines that would fuck her, with the reason she was actually making them being a secondary concern.

She had so many ideas as well for them, but no outlet for them. It was so frustrating for Taylor, that she was tempted to just up and sign up for the Wards despite the bullshit patent conditions she’d found out about regarding her tinker creations, not to mention it was highly PR unfriendly, and that the review board would likely never let her build anything until she was 18.

For example she had an idea for a machine that would let her think at incredible speeds, it would split her consciousness, running a dual process simulation of her brain while the machine would fuck her that would let her think like a AI in some sci fi, letting her have an amazing time getting fucked while the dual proccessing would deal with the issue of the mind numbing sex she’d be experiencing.

Taylor had also come up with plans based around Hellhound’s dogs, with ideas of making a covert mech which was powered by fucking her, and using her as a battery. The mech was dog-like and she would be pulled and strapped into the mech’s belly where she’d get fucked and filled with dildos and plugs. It would use something like the dual process from the previous machine in order to allow for operation as she was fucked into a blissful haze of sexual pleasure.

She had no material though, and that was hampering her, so finding another tinker, one that also had their own tinker lab and material was a godsend to finally tinker. At some point during their tinkering however, Taylor had included the device that would act as the power source for the vehicle, and in their tinker fugue, they’d installed Taylor, and that was how she woke up from her own tinker fugue. Dildos filled Taylor’s holes as she was fucked over and over again by the cocks that were drawing power from her, she wasn’t exactly sure how, but they did. Taylor moaned more as her overly sensitive holes clenched and squeezed on the cocks fucking her.

Taylor couldn’t even catch her breath as she felt another orgasm coming closer. Taylor’s eyes rolled back as the small amount of lucidity her moments between orgasm began to fade as the pleasure was once more overwhelming her. Taylor’s hips shaked as she tried her best to fuck herself on the dildos despite the restraints keeping her from being able to move at all. With a cry Taylor felt herself squirt as she came once again from the cocks fucking her lower holes. Endorphins filled Taylor’s mind as she smiled around her gag.

Taylor hoped that her new tinker friend opened up the hood of the vehicle… not now, but… maybe in a few hours…

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