For the Knockout X reader request, of course I'm alright with vore for that request. Sorry if it wasn't clear before but that's actually why I asked.
(I didn't actually have it be x reader since BreakOut owns me, but don't worry. Ko is fond of the reader and I’ll do a fully x reader one if you really want it)
You had spent plenty of time in your life around Knockout and Breakdown, enough to the point where you thought that nothing was able to shock you. You were proven wrong when a sudden call from the Warship had you curled up in Breakdown's subspace, being carried God knows where.
Considering the pair of Cybertronians just needed you for your human face to do certain activities they enjoyed, you more often than not were dumped on the side of the road or left stranded in the wilderness the minute their work called and they had to go. You didn't mind too much since it was exciting and had you close to giant aliens, but this time, when they had called Breakdown just transformed around you. You were moved around and forced to curl up tight inside of his subspace.
You could hear voices outside and after a few minutes of muffle voices suddenly the space around you opened up and Breakdown grabbed you. “Sorry ‘bout that.” He set you down on top of a giant metal table. “Had to hide you quick.”
The space around you was unfamiliar, strange and made of metal with purple lights in strips on the ceiling. Knockout was nearby, muttering while he moved some things you were sure were torture devices around.
“Uh, I have to go out in the field. Sorry for takin’ you up here… and then leavin’ you with Knockout, but you’ll be fine as long as he hides you.” Breakdown rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry.”
“Where am I?” You asked, eyes wide.
“You’re on the Warship.” Breakdown explained softly. “I brought you here because they sent someone to get us. Normally they just call and we can leave you on the ground, but they sent someone… so I had to hide you in my sub space.”
“So now what?” You asked, a worm of fear wriggling into your stomach. You’d been told about how the other Decpeticons didn’t tolerate humans like Knockout and Breakdown did.
“I’ll have to hide you from the others.” Knockout spoke up, the exasperation clear in his voice. Breakdown was the one who usually handled you, since Knockout had a certain distaste for organic creatures as a whole. “Breakdown, you should get going before they start suspecting us of hiding something.”
“Right. Be back soon little buddy.” The larger Cybertronian patted you on the head before rushing out.
You were left with Knockout, alone, stuck on a table. It was pretty clear he only tolerated you because Breakdown liked you and you helped him get into races so he could show off. You were mostly sure he wasn’t going to hurt you unless you proved to be a threat, but there was always that little bit of you that squirmed whenever he called you a ‘flesh bag.’
“The way I see it, I have two places to hide you.” Knockout finally turned away from where he was organizing his equipment. “I could stuff you in a box until Breakdown gets back, but I know you humans get antsy about that kind of stuff.”
You nodded softly. “I’m not a fan of being stuffed in a box. What’s the other option?”
“The other option I don’t like much either, but it will keep you safe from Soundwave’s prying eyes and Starscream being unable to keep his hands out of my stuff.” Knockout sighed dramatically. “You aren’t claustrophobic, are you?”
“No.” You said truthfully. “Why?”
“My tank capacity isn’t that big because of my... smaller than average frame.” Knockout picked you up around your waist. “Just don’t squirm too much.”
Your question about just what exactly he was planning died on your tongue as he forced you into his open mouth. You started to squirm, trying to push your arms out in front of you to stop your descent, but were unable.
“Knockout!” You kicked your legs, but those were quickly restrained. “Let go of me!”
He just silently pushed more of you into his mouth, your body sliding down towards his throat. Disgust flowed through you as you were squeezed down a metal tube. After only a minute, you fell into what had to be his stomach. You were forced into a fetal position with hardly any room to squirm.
“Guh, stop moving in there.” Knockout sounded disgusted. “You’re not going to die, so stop moving around.”
“You ate me!” You kicked out to the best of your ability.
“To hide you from everyone else.” You could almost hear the eye roll in his voice. “Just settle down in there and wait for Breakdown to get back. Then we’ll bridge you back to where we found you.”
“I don’t like this.” Your voice sounded almost like a whine.
“Neither do I.” Knockout started walking, you could feel his swagger as you were moved around. “I feel all bloated and disgusting. Just stop squirming and it’ll be more enjoyable for both of us.”
