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Another day, and that means more research, more statistics on how the new weapons and equipment perform on the front lines, all the while the elites of the Federation desperately pretend that no technology was raided from the science station.
The scientist doesn't truly understand why they are so allergic to basic facts and logic and strategy, and perhaps he never will. What he does know is that every day that Super Earth denies the existence of their new and improved weapons and equipment is another day of production and testing.
The Jet Brigade is already being upgraded by the Automatons themselves, but more information on the two types of jet packs that Helldivers use might help with speeding up that process. He doesn't concern himself with that, more than happy to remain in his lane and work with the technology of Super Earth and the few pieces of Illuminate technology that they have.
The Automatons haven't yet tried any type of diplomacy with the Terminids. Not that he thinks it will work on them, but he knows they had some amount of intelligence a century ago, and if that means allies against Super Earth now, then it would be foolish not to at least make a honest attempt, no matter how unlikely it is.
He did not consider extending the same courtesy to the Illuminate and their unmatched cruelty, and the Automatons seem to have agreed with his thoughts as far as he can tell. Perhaps they will change their minds on the matter and try to ally with the Squids. He'd prefer if they don't, but if it does happen, it will hopefully lead to more technology to study.
At least he has three robotic beauties taking care of his needs while he works and researches. One Commissar focused on pleasuring the tip of his cock, swirling her metallic, pleasant tongue around his cockhead, taking in his precum as she remains focused on him. Along with her there are two other normal Automaton troops, except for being made to look like beautiful, stacked gals instead of merciless killing machines. Those other two work on other parts of his shaft, drooling against him from his sides, to the base and licking his balls as well. It's certainly pleasant, and he can't quite restrain a groan as he feels one of them playing with his balls while kissing his length over and over again.
The Commissar in front of him pauses for a second and gives him a look, before continuing her report on the casualties of enemy forces and Automaton forces compared to previous battles. He isn't quite sure if she is aware of the fact he's getting worshipped under the table, and he's not curious enough to try to break into her head to find that out.
"Any information on replacing the shoulder rockets on Devastators with WASP Launchers instead? The tracking missiles should do a much better job at slaughtering Helldivers, so I am curious at the results." He asks while restraining another moan as the three Automatons shift against the floor while continuing to orally worship his rod.
"Yes, so far it has led to an increase in lethality of 87% in Helldiver encounters with modifier Rocket Helldivers compared to standard ones. There have been enough encounters to get a perfect data pool, but it has been estimated that we are within a 5% margin of error at this moment. Whichever direction that margin of error lands, it id still a tremendous success." The scientist lets out a sigh of delight at hearing that, partly motivated at hearing that his ideas are indeed bearing fruit, and also because he can feel the three robots sucking him off all focusing on moving their tongues underneath his foreskin or at least against his tip, making more precum leak from him as they lick it all up, the drip of their well lubricated, drooling pussies easy to hear as they continue rubbing themselves and shifting against the metal floor.
"That's good to hear, though obviously expected as well. What about the Drones? Are they being used for anything yet or still in production?"
"There are not currently too many of them on the field, but the Machine Guns seem supremely effective at killing Helldivers or at least pining them down for a couple of seconds before the drone runs out of ammunition. On the other hand, the laser drone does not seem worth it, its effectiveness is much too low when compared to its counterpart."
"Hm, not too surprising. What about the electric tanks, are they as effective as predicted?"
"They are quite powerful, but there is a high amount of allied deaths from their use as well, so we the higher minds are considering whether the friendly fire is worth the increased Helldiver casualties."
"A little expected. Many cases of friendly fire with those turrets among Helldivers as well. Keep me updated on that situation Commissar."
"Yes Sir!" She salutes for a few seconds, and then marches away, leaving the scientist alone with the three robot girls that are still worshipping his shaft underneath the table.
"And why are you three doing this? I am reasonably sure I didn't order you to orally pleasure me this time." He asks the Automatons working on his shaft, and the Commissar moves her mouth off of his meat, while the other two continue licking and smooching with a pleasant eagerness.
"It's simple, Scientist. Over the last couple of days your work speed was measured and analysed. It was found that you advance your work 43% faster while a pair of lips are attached to your cock, and this number grows to 55% and 66% once a second and a third mouth is added to work on pleasuring you, with much smaller returns from there on. Thus, it was decided there would be at least three Automatons assigned to suck and worship your cock, always. The three of us will continue pleasuring you with our mouths, hands and breasts for the next 7 hours. In the next cycle will also be the Devastator deviant that keeps bringing up that she has your seed inside of her womb for the last couple of days." As she informs him of that, she pauses for a second as her red eyes flicker down to his cockhead, and she moves her tongue to lick up all the precum that is leaking from him.
"Though I cannot blame her for the deviancy, when your warm, throbbing, human meatstick tastes this good despite the lack of tastebuds in our designs~" The other two Automatons moan in agreement with her even as they continue to kiss and lick the sides of his dick without interrupting themselves, only making him throb with more arousal as they continue.
"The smell as well~! I feel my circuits slowly warming up as I take more of your cock scent, even if I do not understand why your length is making me feel this way." She stops her words to take a deep, musk filled breath, and her fellow Automatons copy her actions, though without stopping from smooching the rod and moving all around his length. "It is certainly something enjoyable however, and I am eager for more. Feeling the oil inside of me warm up as I continue to cover your impressive tool in my drool, my metal cunt yearning to be filled by the meaty, throbbing bitchbreaker of yours, my mind filled with obscene thoughts of using my body to service you forever, instead of serving the Automaton cause~" Her words certainly make the scientist more aroused as she continues to talk and lick at him at the same time.
"Yesss, as well~" "Serving this human cock, loyaly~" The other two only stop from sucking on him and kissing him for a few seconds to groan and speak in agreement with the Commissar, before diving back to worshipping him.
The scientist is certainly confused about what is going on, since he did not have a hand in causing this change. It's also a little strange to receive the information that he apparently works better and faster while having his cock sucked by robot girls, though that is much less attention grabbing than the current situation he is in right now.
He can't say he isn't greatly enjoying the trio worshipping him like this, and while he is momentarily tempted to do something more, like using his hands to get them to better work on his length or to turn more of his attention towards them, he decides otherwise. Instead, he turns his attention back to the very important work of his, interested in studying more on Terminid biology along with Illuminate biology and technology.
So, even as the robotic gals continue to swirl their metal tongues against his shaft and press their eager, wet mouths against his prick, he continues to focus on learning more. And as he continues to read some more studies on the Gloom, the effect that spores have on Terminid life forms, on human life forms and on native fauna and flora, he cannot deny that he is working a little faster than he expected.
All the while the three automaton whores continue working on him. They don't just stop at licking and smooching his shaft. They move around every now and again,one or two of them moving further down on his length until they have their faces nearly pressed against the cum tanks of the scientist, and then literally pressed against his nuts as they eagerly take in the taste and the delicious smell, as they work on pleasuring him and draining him of his cum.
It doesn't take too long until he cums again. They don't know how many times he already spread his seed over them, too horny to bother keeping track of such things. This time the Commissar focused on slobbering on his cockhead is the one to get a faceful of his jizz. Some of it drips down onto her fat tits, and plenty of it is stuffed into her mouth, but she seems quite happy with the result overall.
Then she moves further down his bitchbreaker while the other two Automatons shift in place, their mouths and lips pressed against different parts of his shaft, moving around without stopping for more than a few seconds, constantly letting their faux saliva cover his entire cock.
Minutes later he is brought to orgasm once more, and this time it is the two other automatons that get blasted by his semen and eagerly lick it up from the shaft, from their own bodies, from each others bodies, all the while the Commissar keeps her face stuck against his nuts, constantly rubbing against them, enjoying the heat of them as much as the scent getting her horny and eager for more worship of him.
Hours pass by as he continues to look at data on various things and offers suggestions and asks for materials to learn more. He does not ask for any live Terminid specimens to be brought to him, but he does send in requests for biomass of the already deceased aliens, along with plenty of Gloom spores to test, along with a few human subjects to test the effect of the spores on.
And as he works, the robots on his crotch continue to relentlessly work, eager to help him to learn faster and better, and also quite happy to enjoy the taste of his seed and the smell of his shaft without other ulterior motives.
Eventually, though, after milking so many orgasms from him that he should have died of dehydration, the shift of these three Automatons is done, and they move away from beneath his desk, disappointed that they have to stop worshipping him, but also quite satisfied with their work.
It doesn't take too long for other Automaton women to enter the room and walk towards him, and he does let out a smile as he sees the Devastator that he played around with before in front of him. A scowl is on her beautiful face, her muscled and curvy body on display for him to enjoy, her pussy still sealed and his seed still inside of her, presumably.
The other automatons beside her are Devastators as well, tall and powerful frames blessed with great beauty, muscles, impeccable abs, massive tits and deliciously large and muscled rears. They certainly seem more excited and interested in the scientist than their companion.
"You keep mentioning how great and objective altering it was to be used by this Scientist here." One of them says with a smile, the other one chuckling at that. "Time to see for ourselves if you're all talk or if the 'massive, dominating human cock' you keep praising is actually not that impressive."
The scowl on her face doesn't subside, even as the two other Automatons walk beside her towards the human, curious and eager to get started and see if he's actually all that interesting.
"AOUUGHHH~! YESSSS! I LOVE HUMAN COCK!" A mechanical screech of pleasure escapes one of the devastator as she impales herself on the throbbing meatrod of the scientist, slamming her ass back and forth on his shaft, feeling as her insides are rearranged by the size of his dick as she continues to move her asshole back and forth on his length.
Several minutes have passed, and it seems that one Devastator has already decided that this is the best activity she's ever been a part of as she eagerly continues to bounce her muscled dumptruck against his crotch, taking in his bitchbreaker like a champ, more howls and screams of ecstasy escaping her as her insides continue to be rearranged to better fit and pleasure the tool of the Scientist.
The other two automaton gals are currently busy with his balls, one of them scowling and complaining to herself all the while she continues to kiss and lick like a loyal slut, while the other does not say anything as she works, just enjoying the heat of the nutsack on her lips, tongue and face as she continues working on them. She enjoys the taste of his nuts and sweat on her tongue, and the human musk is certainly potent enough to drive her wild as well.
As she continues working on the scientist, her arms wander her own body, fingers stroking against her moist slit and her clit, while her other hand is on her large bosom, groping herself, playing with her own metallic tits and pinching her nipples as she continues to worship the cum tanks in front of her.
It doesn't take too long until he is brought to an orgasm, which isn't surprising when one takes into account the fact he's getting pleasured by three very eager robot women. Or two very eager robot women, and one that is less eager and yet still smooches his nuts with tenderness, care and adoration and brings him closer to cumming.
"FUCKING HELL YEAH~!" The devastator that was bouncing her ass against his shaft screams with exhilaration as she feels him throbbing more and more, until a flood of seed shoots from his shaft, thoroughly coating her mechanical insides with his sticky, white semen. From the continued moans and groans of hers as that happens, she doesn't mind it very much. "YES! More! Give me more, you hung meatbag!" She continues with a wide smile on her, and only seconds after she's been filled up with jizz, she's slamming her ass against his crotch once again.
She can feel the great amount of seed filling her stomach swirling and sloshing around inside of her, but that only makes her more eager to continue skewering herself on his prick, making her hole get pounded and brutally assaulted by the fat bitchbreaker of the human. Or maybe she's the one assaulting his cock with her ass. What matters is that she's incredibly eager for more, for more seed to fill and coat her insides, for more pleasure, for more orgasms from both her and the scientist.
And she gets her last wish, at least half of it, as another whorish moan escapes her mouth, artificial pussy uselessly twitching and constricting around nothing while faux cum leaks from her drooling hole as she orgasms, while her butt properly tightens down on the shaft inside of her as she subconsciously tries to milk the cock of all it has.
She momentarily stops all of her movement and simply goes limp as she shortcircuits from the pleasure, and the other eager devastator uses the opportunity to push her off of the throbbing meatrod. She falls to the ground, body still lightly twitching, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her ass leaking with white goop.
While the other robotic gal moves her mouth against the cockhead of the human, licking any precum that leaks from his tool, enjoying the taste while she slowly worships him, her hands wandering all across his shaft, rubbing it, stroking it, while she uses her mouth more and more to pleasure him.
The automaton on the ground doesn't take too long to get her bearings once more, and while she is mildly annoyed she was pushed off of the length, she doesn't do much in retaliation or protest. Well, she does push the head of the devastator worshipping the tip of the length, forcing her to take a not so small amount of the cock into her mouth and down her constricting, metal throat, but she doesn't seem to mind that very much she slobbers all over it, her throat constantly moving and tightening in order to better pleasure the scientist.
With that bit of help delivered, the other devastator looks at the shaft, unsure of just how to worship it. She considers diving down on her hands and knees to worship his fat nuts as well, but after a few more seconds spent thinking, she decides to go for something else instead. With the incredible size of her frame, she does have some incredibly large metal boobs, and it doesn't take long for her to start trying to put them to good use.
She shoves those big, soft orbs of metal against the shaft with eagerness, quickly engulfing a large part of the shaft with her bosom, feeling the warm, throbbing meat between her two tits, and she quickly starts moving herself up and down, dragging her breasts against the length and pleasuring different parts of it as she continues to work.
As the three of them continue to work on pleasuring him, he continues to try to learn more about the Illuminate technologies instead. He doesn't understand much at all, but he does think it would be quite useful if he could figure some of the more advanced technologies. He's sure that the plasma weaponry of theirs would also be quite useful in the possession of the Automatons, just like they are making good use of the shields.
Perhaps he'd even manage to get closer to understanding how the Harvesters work and how to replicate them. From his understanding they are mostly mechanical like the Automatons, with a small amount of biological additions to it.
A grunt escapes his mouth as he feels himself being brought to orgasm from the combined efforts of the three of them. The Devastator he's met before is perhaps not the most willing, and yet her lips and tongue against his balls still feel oh so wonderful, while the other eager automaton girl sucking him off is doing quite well, enough that he shoots a flood of semen down her throat.
She swallows it all without hesitation, not spoiling even a single drop, much to the annoyance of the robot who has been giving him a breastjob. After he's done orgasming and his focus returns to his work properly, the three of them switch positions.
Soon enough, three pairs of fat, muscled, metallic booties are pressed against his shaft, and the bots start moving their asses back and forth, grinding themselves against his shaft with eagerness, enjoying the feeling of his hot meat against their rears as much as they are doing their best to pleasure him and bring another orgasm to him.
One of them is scowling like before, and yet the movement of her butt is just as pleasurable as the other two, working on draining the human even as she mutters about the waste of time and effort under her breath.
"Hey, don't humans have biological limitations? I'm not complaining that I get to continue shoving my ass against his cock, but shouldn't he have run dry by now and gone soft?" Her question is met with silence for a couple of seconds as she continues to slide her butt all over the length, and the other two automatons stopped for a moment to think.
"Eh, who cares? If he hasn't gone soft, then it's good, don't really care about the reason as to why he can keep going like he has endless stamina." Another robot replies as she resumes with her work of pleasuring the shaft with her ass, and soon enough all of them are pleasuring him all over once more, questions ignored for the moment when they have something much more pleasant and interesting to do.
Eventually they manage to get another orgasm out of him, the least willing one being the one to get her ass covered in his semen, and it only takes two seconds before the other two bots are upon her, scooping handfuls of seed off of her and taking into their mouths, ignoring her protests and sounds of disgust at their actions. Several seconds later they've taken in all the cum he released, and fall upon his throbbing cock once more, tongues eager to taste more flesh and more of his delicious, delightful jizz as they kiss and lick his cockhead.
As the automatons amicably aid each other in worshipping the scientist with all their skill, he continues to remain focused on his own work, trying to connect dots on how technologies too advanced for Super Earth to understand function. Suffice to say, he isn't too successful in those attempts, and yet he does not give up in trying to learn more, the small bits and scraps of knowledge and understanding he manages to gain more than enough to keep him focused solely on his work.
Perhaps his attention does stray to the three mechanical whores beneath his desk sucking him off when he is brought to another orgasm and he paints their faces with his seed before they lick and clean each other with gusto, but he quickly returns his attention to what is more important as they do that.
The two more eager and horny automaton women are sucking and licking on each side of his shaft dripping more of their faux saliva and drool onto him, while the least willing one is scowling to herself as she sucks and smooches his cockhead, the cute pout on her face not preventing her from not letting a single drop of precum escape from his cockhead without taking it into her mouth.
It's quite difficult to tell whether this bot is continuing to lick and worship his shaft because of the pressure from the other two mechanical gals, orders from higher ups or simply because she wants to taste more of the human cock and is simply in denial about her enjoyment. What is certain is that the scientist doesn't have any thoughts related to that, too busy with studying the differences between Illuminate laser technology and Automaton laser technology.
The differences aren't just in colour, obviously. The Illuminate type of technology seems to rely on the more exotic material of Dark Matter to produce their powerful lasers that seem to delete matter, rather than just burning, while Automatons are using much more conventional laser weaponry that simply burn and incinerate the targets rather than actually causing deletion of material.
He isn't sure how useful that knowledge actually is, considering he doesn't have too many samples of Dark Matter to actually utilise, but he notes it down anyway, and moves on to trying to study more of the Terminid biology and instincts and how they seem to react to human presence. Some of the Automaton scouts he asked for have finally reached Terminid planets, and this means he can get more in depth behavioural studies on them. He'll also get more objective details on how Terminid invasions work once a few planets on the edge of Automaton territory are seeded with Terminds and the alien bugs start interacting and probably killing the humans living on them.
Sadly for him, his thoughts are interrupted by another orgasm as the trio of robotic gals worshipping him get blasted with more ropes of semen, and it doesn't take long before they are upon each other, eager to taste more of his human cum, even the scowling and grumpy one scooping some seed off of her tits and shoving it into her mouth.
As they continue enjoying themselves and devouring more of the delicious fluid of his, he tries to get his concentration back to his work, but the sounds of licking and robotic moans of enjoyment gets him throbbing more and a little more aroused than before, and he decides he can take a break of a few minutes to reshape the holes of the three bots.
He sits up from his desk and drags out one of the robots, and she grins up at him with wild excitement, her crimson eyes fixated on him and his shaft, interest clear in her gaze. He pins her to the ground, face against the metal floor, tits squishing against it beautifully, ass still held up in position for him to pound.
He knows that he didn't actually pin her to the ground and that she simply let herself be manhandled by him because she wants to enjoy herself, and yet the sight of him pushing down a much stronger, taller, powerful woman to the ground, seemingly helpless before him, her ass ready to be claimed by him… well, he can't deny that a certain monkey part of his brain is incredibly aroused by the sight.
So, he does as his instincts tell him to do, and slams his length into her tight, metallic hole, groaning with enjoyment as her mechanical walls squeeze down on his shaft as he pushes deeper into her. His mind is taking the back seat for the moment as he thrusts deeper into her, while his instincts tell him to breed her, inseminate her, impregnate her, even though he logically knows he cannot breed with her, both because she is a robotic lifeform rather than a biological one, and also because he's currently pounding her rear with gusto, rather than her cunt.
Not that his monkey brain seems to care about that. He cannot deny the ego boost and pleasure he feels as he continues to go to town on the more muscled woman, the beautiful specimen in front of him squealing and screaming as her ass is pounded by him, and his hand moves before he can think, slapping her incredible dumptruck and causing the metallic butt of hers to jiggle from the blow while she simply lets more moans of enjoyment from the spank.
Seeing as she seems to enjoy it, he decides to give her another slap on the ass. He cannot deny that he is enjoying himself immensely, but it would not hurt to try to pleasure his partner as well, at least as thanks for being such a good robot slut for him to use, along with worshipping for several hours while he worked.
His slams against her continue to grow in speed and power, the sound of his hips meeting her ass slowly filling the room, and he can even feel the floor being deformed beneath them, the metal ground not strong enough to withstand the pounding the devastator is receiving with a wide smile on her face and moans of delight leaving her lips.
It doesn't take too long for him to reach an orgasm, and the ass he is violently fucking is quickly filled with load after load of his jizz, dumping more gooey, white fluid into her stomach than she should be able to hold, but there is not a complaint leaving her, just low groans of enjoyment as she stirs under him, continuing to slowly grind against him even after he came.
With a sigh of exertion, he manages to pull his cock out of the vice grip of her asshole that is trying to keep his shaft inside of her. His rod is still ready for more, and he turns towards the next robot girl that could be pounded, and she eagerly gets on her hands and knees, swinging her hips from the left to the right to entice him, and he only hesitates for about five seconds before he's walking towards her.
A few more seconds later, a moan escapes her lips as he places his cocktip against her grey rosebud, and then he thrusts forward into her, one hand gripping her hip as he thrusts into her, the other hand grabbing her hair and waiting for a reaction. Once he doesn't notice her doing much besides moaning, he simply continues slamming deeper into her rear while tightening his hold over the beautiful white hair of hers, listening to the moans that escape her as he gets rougher.
He feels a pair of lips on his nuts as he continues fucking the tight backdoor, and he looks down to see the grumpy devastator glaring up at him even as she presses kisses against his cum tanks. He can't stop a chuckle from escaping him before returning his focus on the automaton he's fucking.