when it comes to the on guard crews we have lewd guard now but what about the actual crewmate behind the headset aka operator? that fortegreen looking fuck i need dominate them. while they maybe try to be more dom each time they enter the sim as guard but i need to pound their holes into oblivion (and also imp reader but that optional so you can ignore that)
Oh, they ARE fortegreen, aren't they?! I KNEW IT. I KNEW THEY WERE FORTEGREEN. I haven't see anyone else acknowledge that and I was going a little insane about it already... Anyways YES, ABSOLUTELY, LET'S FUCK THE OPERATOR 💯💯
warnings: noncon, dubcon to consensual.
The concept of Operator x Imp reader truly captivated me. I thought it could go in a few differents directions, but I couldn't choose what to give ya, so here is. Everything.
Despite how hard R&D is works to lower all kinds of Impostor-related statistics, the facility itself isn't really impostor proof by any means...
Side A (self indulgent):
This significant (but unsurprising) lack of foresight proved fatal when a catastrophic H.N.S. event (Hide 'N Seek) wiped out the whole department one day, without warning.
Those crewmates didn't stand a chance. They were all weak, vulnerable scientists, with no weapons, no safe place to hide at, nothing. You tore them all to absolute smithereens like your long-suppressed instincts demanded.
Everybody's dead, but you've never felt more alive.
Well, you got ALMOST everybody. Upon closer inspection, there's only single crewmate left. The one strapped to the huge Simulatuon Machine. That's Operator, blissfully unaware.
By now, you've mostly sated your thirst for blood. Eating them alive, while they have no idea what's going on, isn't something you're interested in anymore...
Instead, newfound urges overcome you. You feel a strange pull towards them, and indulge yourself without question.
In the simulation, Operator feels you. They're startled out of their mind; turn around to see no one and nothing there. Still, they feel your hands like phamtons all over their body. Somehow, they struggle to tell these feelings come from the real world...
It's just that their brain is a bit fried by now. Someone should've plugged them off the simulation a long while ago, but, due to death, it didn't happen, and now they're failing to recognize their real body as their own.
They put up with the stimulation for a bit, thinking it's maybe a side effect of all the coffee they didn't actually drink, but it only gets more intense the more you understand what your body is asking you for, until Operator suddenly finds themselves ripped off their little world of fantasy.
The world is swirling around in their visor, and they can't tell what the hell is going on, or who you are, or where they are... That doesn't discourage you at all. Not that it ever mattered to you in the first place.
Confused as they are, their body is pliant and relaxed. You're allowed to manhandle them as much as you want, put them in any position you prefer, and they can only babble incoherently about it.
When you slam yourself inside of them, they moan. All Operator knows is that it feels good. They can't really tell this is actually happening to them, can't recognize their own fortegreen body, so they're not even alarmed.
They aren't resisting, so you're don't have to be violent with them. It's a surprisingly sweet and easy mating for you, they're really receptive to it. Gotta wonder what kinds of things the simulation got them used to...
By the time they finally manage to come back to their senses, they'll be cumming their brains out too often to care about the details.
They're very much your propiety now. If you keep them nice and bred, they'll stay willing to forgive the murders. Completely lost in the sauce. Why would do crewmates even need to fight off impostors for? They're actually pretty good lovers... <3
Side B (this one aligns the most with what you requested!):
So, it turns out, the anti-impostor research team has an impostor in it.
Don't ask me how it happened, or when, or why you decided to actually work for Mira in the same department whose sole purpose is to eliminate your kind, but the matter of the fact is that you're there, completely undetected.
From this close, you've realized crewmates are lovely creatures, stupid and annoying as they can be. You don't want to kill them...
But sometimes it just happens. Sometimes you just really need a snack. Sometimes it's necessary.
Management is so incredibly proud to say that R&D has an exceptionally positive, thriving work enviroment. No incompetent fools, annoying know-it-alls or confrontational assholes. If the team doesn't vibe with a certain crewmate, they'll be gone before anyone can think to put in their complaints. Nobody questions it.
It's like removing bad weeds from a beautiful garden of your own making. You're just taking one from for the team. You're happy; they're happy; like this, you lived an ideal, peaceful life for the longest time... Until Operator came around.
It appears you're not all that slick after all. To be fair, you've certainly lowered your guard. Your coworkers are all used to your strange self, but the newbie? They gawk at you every time you walk into the room.
You're starting to worry someone is finally onto you, and it's the only crewmate you can't kill off without consequence. If something happens to this guy, it is going to be a deal... So you abstain. As upsets as that makes you. You can't mask your annoyance as well as you think you can.
But you're severely overestimating how smart Operator really is.
In truth, they are simply transfixed by you presence. It's the way you carry yourself, your vibrant color, your voice... They consider themselves lucky to work with a crewmate as amazing as you.
But, the more they stare, the more they notice the subtle things about you. As time goes on, the details start to pile up.
Their time in the simulation has definitely made them more aware, vigilant, and confident, too, to some degree. Guard's personality has bled into their own. You've noticed, because you've been staring just as much.
Everybody else is blind to your weirdness by now, but Operator sees you for you. They see you, and that, for an otherwise invisible impostor, is nervewrecking.
They will eventually grow confident enough to pull you aside and attempt to talk to you about it. Which shows they have NOT learnt anything useful from the simulation, because why would you willingly isolate yourself with someone you suspect to be an impostor?
"You're an impostor, aren't you?" Rude. Who starts a conversation like that?
Operator has no actual desire to rat you out... But they should. It's, quite literally, their duty. They get a little carried away, and, channeling their Guard persona, they make the mistake of trying to threaten you, like they have any leverage in this situation...
This guy pisses you the fuck off.
And you can't kill them, but, if your days of peace are truly over no matter what you do, then you might as well go apeshit for once and do the second worst thing you can do to them...
It's funny to watch them shrink after you reveal your true form to them. Played with fire and got burnt, who would've known?
They're supposed to know what to do. They've been training for this moment, day and night, for months.
And yet, they freeze up at the side of you, fear and genuine admiration flooding their tiny little brain in equal measures... And submit to their fate.
Which happened to me a lot more pleasure than they'd ever imagine. Well, they did imagine, but it's actually happening now.
Your tentacles surround them in a painfully tight, warm, slimy embrace. It feels like you're all around them at once, and they can't escape from the feeling, can't escape from you.
They still shriek when you peel off their backpack. What, did they expect you to spare any part of them? Nu-uh. You're going all out today.
Their objections and complaints and threats cease rather quickly once you're deep inside of them. Can't keep pretend that's not exactly what they wanted, huh?
Operator will take it like a champ even if you're being particularly rough with them. In fact, they're pathetically into it. The shameless bastard will BEG you to keep going if you slow down even a little bit.
They will walk it off, and you'll expect them to (rightfully) snitch on you immediately after, but it just never happens.
Life picks up right where you left it and there are seemingly no consequences for your actions.
Except that every once in a while they get in your face and try to challenge you, like this time it will end any differently.
Of course it doesn't and they get fucked into submission every single time. Operator is all bark and no bite.
The few first times they were being genuine about it, actually trying to fight back their desires to do what's right, but you're pretty sure it's just a form of foreplay to them by now...
I guess you have a mate now. Congrats.
SIDE C (bonus):
It's Operator's first time ever engaging with an impostor (you!) in the simulation! Management leans in close to their screen, excited to see how they'll handle it.
Alright... Trying to physically fight an Impostor is never really a good idea, but it's their first time. They figure it's okay to let Operator face the consequences of their actions so this'll be a proper learning experience for them.
The obvious happens. Operator gets their ass handed back to them, are restrained by your many tentacles and are surely about to experience a realistic and gruesome death like it's actually happening to them. This'll be fun to witness.
...?
Okay. Management isn't entirely sure it was necessary to have you rip their clothes off like that. Sure, sometimes impostors do that to people in real life, but this is simulation for training purposes. It's supposed to be accurate, but not THAT much...
...!
The backpack, too? Jeez, that's a bit extreme. Did they really have to program in the groping and the fondling, too? Impostors are known to do that, but...
Management is startled out of their little trance by Operator's moans. They are MOANING out loud now, in response to getting FUCKED by you in the simulation.
To be fair to the poor guy, Management admits to themselves that they would also be that loud if they were getting their hole demolished by, like, five tentacles at the same time.
It's actually really hot to witness...
The simulation gets it better than many of the porn videos they've watched.
...
WAIT A DAMN MINUTE.
Who the FUCK Programmed Actual Impostor Tentacle Sex into the simulation. WHO-- WHAT THE FUCK