This choice: Elite-One and her femmes. • Go Back...Chapter #5Elite-One's plan. by: Skullak   In the space above of Cybertron, the Ark the last of its kind,was leaving the planet with Optimus Prime and many of the great warrior the Autobots had, following them was the warlord Megatron and his powerful Decepticons on their warship the Nemesis.
On the surface on the planet in a hide location was a group of Autobots femmes were making plans to leave too. Leading this group was Elite-One she had white metal skin and pink armor. She was tall, with a slender frame, with enough curves to a mech or two looking at her if she strut her stuff. With her was her team and future crew mates.
First was Chormia, she was head of the teams heavy weapons. She was tall and surprisingly muscular looking for a femme with white metal skin and light blue armor. She have some curves on herself too, but her aft was her most noticeable feature.
Next was Firestar, a rather attractive femme with orange metal skin, and red armor. She was quiet curvier too but her chest was the largest in the crew.
Next was Moonracer the teams scout, was a slender, young femme with white metal skin and aquamarine armor. She was slightly curvier, but because of her age her figure had yet to grow in.
After her was Nautica, the scientist of the team,who enjoyed make the other happy. She had light gray metal skin and purple armor. She was slightly curvy too but she had the the best hips and thighs of the all the crew.
Next was Strongarm, a former officer that was very loyal, but a big fan of all the femmes here. She had gray metal skin and white and blue armor. She did look a bit bulky, but still nicely shaped in all the right places.
Lastly was Arcee. She had sliver metal skin and dark blue armor. She was the average height for a femme and had a very nice balance to her figure.
However the problem had come up that they didn't have a ship, but Elite and Nautica had come up with an idea. Elite had gathered her team together and said, "Ladies it is time for us to leave, but as you know we don't have a ship, but you all are wondering how we are going to leave? Well, Nautica and I have a come up with a plan and..." she paused, thinking over,"we need one of you become that ship!"
All the femmes gasp and look surprised at this, Elite continue on. "Nautica has come up with a nanite injection and data download that will cause one of you to grow to a gigantic size so that they can transform into a ship that will allow us to escape. All I need is one of you to please step forward, we need to be quick about this because I have intel suggesting the Decepticons will be hear within the month. From our estimates the transformation will take almost all the time we have before the Decepticons get here."
Everyone looked at each other nervously to see if anyone would volunteer, after a few moments Arcee steped forward and said, "Ma'am, I would will to do this be help us escape. I do not care about any side effect that may happen to me. I am ready to so this for us."
Elite smiled and said, "I'm very proud of you Arcee and you to very great as you ship." She point to a room down the hall and said, "Nautica will be waiting for you she'll plug you in and proceed with the procedure. If all goes according to plan the growth will start after the procedure is complete and you will finish growing just before the Con's get here."
Arcee nodded and went to the room to meet Nautica. What happen next...
1. Nothing and Arcee starts growing according to plan
2. The Con's attack early and they all are capture, Arcee slowly begins to out grow her cell...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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