NIER: AUTOMATA - THE WOLF - 2

"The bodies you two use while up here are non-standard." 5R explained. "Certain things which would be detrimental in the field, such as increased physical sensitivity or procreation-related impulses, are automatically suppressed when out of a short-range signal being broadcast through The Bunker. This is probably pretty new for 2B, though the records indicate that you tend to spend your free time up here-"

"Yeah, I got it," 9S cut her off. "So, what? We just assume because 2B is weird that this thing is male?"

2B reached out between the creature's legs into a tuft of black fur, she pulled a pair of massive fuzzy black balls forward for both 9S and 5R to see. Each of them was a little bigger than her head.

"He's male," She said emotionlessly.

"Fascinating, I"m curious why we don't see a sheath. It could be hidden in his fur, or perhaps the human parts of his genetic makeup means it's down more where a human's cock would be." 5R didn't seem at all concerned with how 2B was acting.

9S freed another string, and this one had a lot more to it than he expected. The ball was about half unwound, but he saw neurons dully flashing and connecting, as well internal cocktails being brewed and spread slowly. Normally, brain function this intimate, this low-level, would be the final string to come undone. But it made a sort of sense considering the beast in question, at least assuming you weren't creative about things. Somebody had probably assumed that without actually piloting the muscles, you couldn't make the monster do what you wanted. But there was a basic group of puppet strings you could work with the right mindset. Pump it full of adrenaline and rage at the sight of somebody you wanted dead, make it happy to see you in particular.

"Interesting," 9S commented, "I have access to a lot of the important internal systems at this point."

"That was fast," 5R sounded disinterested.

"It's primitive and small scale." 9S explained and 2B got a phial from the wall and collected the strand of drool the monster was producing. "This is a dumb animal through and through, the circuitry is designed to give it patterns of intelligence but it doesn't actually... have them."

"What do you mean?" 2B asked professionally.

"I mean in the way that you having a sword doesn't make you sharp. Or how your pod can translate other languages but that doesn't mean you or the pod speak them. There's a more technical term for it..."

"It sounds like you're botching the explanation for a Chinese Room situation," 5R sounded annoyed.

"Probably," 9S shrugged. "Things like fighting and hunting are instinctual, it knows how to do them. Stalking and ambushing like it's done against androids aren't, that's the chipset telling it what to do. Take out the current chipset and replace it with any other and it'll have no idea how to do them. Even if there is human DNA in it, it's not... people? There's no person at the core. It's an animal."

"What purpose would a chipset that makes it attack androids serve?" 5R asked to nobody in particular.

"That seems obvious..." 2B sighed as she collected a fur sample and dropped the baggie containing it into a chute, "But who's controlling it?"

"There are no signals coming into it, and there isn't even the infrastructure to receive and translate any signals." 9S frowned as he pulled the last few strings apart. There really was no core, just a pile of disconnected strings now. "It's fully autonomous."

"Interesting, that would suggest it isn't Machine-based." 5R's end of the conversation was interrupted by a ping as the fur came through on her end. "Or if it is, they simply finished work on it, pointed it in a direction, then gave it the last order it was ever supposed to get."

"There are no machine footprints in the code, and it's old too. That doesn't rule out machines, but it's unlike them to use programming they don't understand. Could be an experiment of some kind."

"Not by us or by machines? Who from then?" 5R sounded annoyed again, either like 9S's theory was terrible or she wished somebody else had proposed it.

"Who knows? I'd buy there being a source outside of our knowledge over the machines deciding to plug and play with whatever random circuits and code they found." 9S shrugged.

"Anything that exists without YoRHa's knowledge exists without its consent." 5R scoffed, "Let's try to keep theories about where it comes from to ourselves before command tells us to euthanize it right away."

"I'd rather not euthanize it," 2B had finished a lot of the basic measurements and had gone back to stroking the creature's arm. "I admire it."

"You admire it?" 9S asked incredulously.

"It has such magnificent strength and speed, but it's raw. Even basic, primitive code can turn it into one of the most dangerous creatures in existence." She continued to stroke it, looking up into its hazy, crossed eyes, "It's like steel which has only been partially forged."

"So when you took offense to me saying the only thing battle androids appreciated was force, that was you talking out of your ass?" 9S snorted.

"No, she's got a point," 5R said adoringly. 9S suspected that 2B could have said that it should be the new commander and 5R would have heard her out, "If it's as capable as you say of dealing with androids, imagine what it could do for us if we controlled it."

"Well, there's your motive for machines plugging random software into it," 9S scowled.

"Based on what you see inside of it, how feasible would you say control is?" 5R asked him.

"Based on that? Impossible." He folded his arms, "Like I said, it's primitive to the point of not even being that useful. I can make it sleepy, but I can't put it to sleep. I can lead it to water, but I can't make it drink. We could point him at a machine and make him furious, but at that point we might as well be taming bulls."

"If we replaced his circuits-" 5R started.

"At that point, we might as well just be working on another android from scratch, right?" 9S shrugged.

"Not entirely," 2B interjected, "This one may be a waste, but if we could find others of his species..."

"Yeah, no problem, just gotta wait for another one of his kind to appear and start attacking androids, then hope he's got different wiring." 9S rolled his eyes.

"Actually, we could breed more of this specimen if we were so inclined," 5R sounded somewhere between sheepish and lecherous.

"With what female?" 9S frowned.

"With any android we wanted." 5R explained. "A semen sample would allow us to sequence and clone ova cells, which could be implanted into synthetic wombs or lab incubators. It almost never comes up, but androids are capable of carrying basically anything to term. Several years ago, a couple of species were saved from extinction this way."

"A semen sample..." 9S gulped.

"I'll do it," 2B nodded.

"For the glory of mankind, right?" 9S quipped before he had even thought it over.

"Yes. Though I'm also... curious as to what this thing is capable of." 2B didn't seem phased.

It stung more than 9S had expected it to. He couldn't quite pinpoint why. 2B was cold, seemingly disinterested in sex or anything relating to it no matter how much 9S tried to tease or push it out of her. Hell, it didn't even seem like there was anything she did for fun. If this was going to be the first time she was going to be enthusiastic about something he knew about, did it have to be fucking a literal animal while he watched?

"It's settled then," 5R sounded pleased, "9S, make the specimen hard, please."

"Hard?" He sputtered out of his train of thought. "With what? I don't want to touch it!"

"With its circuitry, please." 5R sounded annoyed.

9S sighed and started looking through the mess of strings he'd untangled and trying to make sense of them. Machine and android cores were built in imitation of human brains, so he knew roughly what strings to pull to get what reaction. But this wasn't like that. Sure, he could guess generally that things like melatonin production would produce roughly the desired result, but everything else was going to be guesswork. So he started pulling. He found something that looked enough like testosterone and flipped the valve open.

The beast lunged at both of them so suddenly and so violently that it could have killed them before they had the chance to flinch back. Only as it did were they made aware of the semi-tangible restraints holding it in place, which arced with an electricity that was clearly painful, making the beast yelp and its foggy eyes water. 9S slammed the hormone gate shut again and found something as close to the opposite as he could and flipped that instead. It took a second to kick in, but when it did, the beast flopped backward so suddenly that 2B jumped a little and had to check that it was still alive.

"Nice one," 5R sighed over the comms.

"I'm not a biologist!" 9S protested, "I know the basics of hormones, I don't know what makes a wolf horny!"

"Have you tried making it think about female wolves?" 2B responded flatly.

"Female wolves? Why didn't I think of that?" 9S slapped his forehead, "Just tell me what hormone makes a wolf think about female wolves and I'll get right on that!"

"Hold on," He heard 5R searching something in her log, "Try to find the closest equivalent you can to Vasopressin and activate that. Then just start pumping dopamine and oxytocin. I'll send you diagrams if you need them."

"I know what dopamine and oxytocin look like," 9S flipped those channels open, a second later the wolf started to lazily wag its tail. "This... looks like Vasopressin?"

At the same time he was opening that channel, 2B had stepped between the beast's legs and was rummaging through the thick dark fur of his crotch. She found what it was she was looking for around the same time that the hormones started flowing, a red tip was starting to emerge from his sheath as she pushed the fur surrounding it out of her way. As she continued to expose his growing cock, the wolf's giant fuzzy balls clenched up toward his body.

"Good, now we're getting somewhere," 5R sounded almost breathless behind her keyboard.

More and more kept coming from the sheath, to an extent that seemed like it shouldn't have been possible. He was already waist-high laying on his back compared to them, but red flesh kept rising from his furry sheath until it was about neck-high. Pointed at the tip and with a knot at the bottom, brilliant blue veins straining constantly at the skin like bolts of lightning. 9S gulped. 2B looked like she was at least reconsidering her enthusiasm.

"Approximate size," 2B audibly gulped. "Twelve and a half inches from base to tip. Average girth of eight and a third inches around, knot width of eighteen inches at widest."

"I'm starting to question the... possibility of getting a semen sample," 9S muttered.

"It will be possible," 2B reached down to expose her crotch, then thought better of it, "Though it may be... difficult."

"Well, guess you better hurry up and get started then," 9S feigned cracking his knuckles. "For the glory of mankind, right?"

"You know, 9S," 5R drawled into her microphone, dragging out the words gleefully, "Since the bunker bodies you two are using right now are both breeding compatible. We could always have you do the collecting."

"Me? Absolutely not!" 9S snapped, "I'm not the one who said I wanted to learn about its capabilities."

"But if it's for the glory of mankind-" 5R started teasingly.

"Mankind is going to need somebody else to bring it glory then! I'm not putting either hole anywhere close to that thing, thank you."

"Either hole," 5R snorted. "Every android with a cock between his legs thinks that he should only ever be on semen delivery instead of collection for the rest of his lifespan. It's not even your cum in those balls of yours-"

"Please, stop arguing," 2B spoke softly. "I'm going to begin collection now, and I need both of you to be paying attention if something should go wrong."

9S watched her step between the beast's legs and position herself where she could reach his cock. She reached out a seemingly still hesitant hand and leaned it toward her. It only served to drive home the disparity in size. The tip of it reached up between her breasts, the knot resting around the bottom of her stomach. Her hands couldn't close fully around it, even up near the top where it became thinner.

"Are you sure-" 9S started.

2B waved at him in annoyance before lowering her mouth down to the tip and parting her lips. She got an inch or two in before her lips were forced about as wide as they could go, she tried to push herself and sink further down, but she only got another inch in at most. Even if the bunker bodies were designed to collect samples, the designers had never accounted for something of this size. She reached out and tried to stroke with her hands, even grinding her whole body against the beast's rod, but she was clearly in over her head.

"Yeah, I could have guessed your mouth wouldn't be able to accommodate that," 5R sounded disappointed. "Even if we removed a lot of your jaw and throat infrastructure, we'd still run into ergonomic problems. Basically all of our workarounds and improvements allow for greater length, but girth is going to keep being the problem."

"Isn't my... pussy," 2B said the word gingerly, "Capable of greater stretching?"

"Yes, though I doubt you would be able to take the knot." 5R mused.

"If it would provide more stimulation to the specimen, that wouldn't matter." 2B took a step back, once again looking on with intimidation.

"That's true," 5R cleared her throat, "9S, what kind of pleasure response was the specimen giving during that extraction attempt?"

"I mean it wasn't exactly lighting up," 9S looked at 2B in horror, "You can't seriously be thinking about trying to take that thing inside of you."

"It seems like the most realistic approach at this point," 2B seemed like she was looking to be talked out of it.

"We can send for somebody else with collection equipment," 9S gestured toward where he thought 5R was sitting.

"I doubt we have collection equipment of the right size," 2B countered.

"She's right, nothing we have really stretches that much more than a synthetic vagina or anus is going to." 5R sounded apologetic. "She can take most of it safely."

"Is her body going to still work afterwards?" 9S protested.

"If it fails in doing this, it didn't work to begin with." 2B stuck her chin out indignantly.

"He meant if people like him are still going to be able to use it," 5R spat with sudden and shocking venom.

"That's not helpful," 9S gasped, "Maybe a science unit wouldn't understand, but losing a body isn't exactly fun for us."

"I'm unlikely to suffer damage from this so long as the specimen remains restrained," 2B said flatly. "I will be ready to disengage from collection as soon as I feel like my systems are being taxed."

2B clumsily climbed up onto the beast, which wasn't moving much but was still slowly breathing and fidgeting. More inconveniently, its cock had started to twitch and jerk, fully hard and veins pressed tight against the skin. 9S sheepishly cut off the flow of hormones, wondering if he hadn't overdone it somewhat by waiting this long. As 2B straddled it and tried to line her pussy up with it, it flexed away from her and out of her grasp.

"9S, could you... hold the specimen's member in place for me?" 2B asked, face turning red.

"What?" 9S yelped.

"It keeps... jumping." 2B sounded downright pathetic, "Please?"

For as much as 9S really didn't want to, he also wasn't going to stamp his feet and cross his arms and hold everything up. He took a couple of tentative steps forward until he was close enough, then reached out his hands and squeamishly gripped at the base of the knot where the beast's cock was thin. It tried to jerk again in his hands, but it didn't wind up moving nearly as much. His reward was watching 2B lower herself onto the tip until the lips of her pussy spread out around it. He felt a tinge of something like jealousy, seeing her pussy for the first time now in the context of it being speared by something so big that he couldn't imagine it not being painful.

If it was, that wasn't how 2B reacted. As she continued sliding down onto it, pussy spreading so wide that stretch marks appeared on the synthetic skin around it, her lips parted in a silent exclamation. The beast gave a snuffle and a twitch, its cock jerking harshly enough that it slipped for a moment out of 9S's hands. 2B's legs had been shaking and looked unsteady already, but it yanked her off balance and she dropped even deeper onto it. He could see the outline of the tip bulging against her stomach as she got her knees underneath her.

"Are you alright?" 9S hissed apologetically.

"I'm fine," She responded in a weirdly fluctuating voice, "The sensation is more intense than I thought it would be."

The beast's cock gave another twitch that literally took her with it, twitching her up toward his chest and then back down. 2B's muted vocalizations became an undignified yelp.

"Please go back to holding it," She squeaked.

9S grabbed it more firmly this time, somewhat embarrassed for her. Though perhaps he shouldn't have bothered. A second later, 2B started to rock her hips up and down on the massive rod and began making unusual, surprisingly weak noises as she did. 9S saw the beast's brain starting to light up, even in a drugged state, but he didn't pull his attention away from 2B.

"Are you alright?" He craned his neck to try to see her face.

"It feels... it feels..." 2B sounded badly out of breath, "Why does it feel so much better than I expected?"

"Oh, I should have mentioned that," 5R suddenly sounded incredibly enthusiastic. "There have been some updates to the bunker bodies recently. With some populations in decline, they've decided to modify pleasure reception and simulation to encourage productivity. Based on our study of human media, we've done our best to simulate what we believe human sexual satisfaction was like instead of our standard levels. You'll also receive substantial bonus pleasure at the point where your collection womb has been completely filled, and then greatly diminished pleasure until you've dropped it off and replaced it."

"Yeah, you really should have mentioned that," 9S scowled.

"2B doesn't seem to be too upset about it." 5R's enthusiasm had turned back to lechery.

She wasn't wrong, 2B's face was twisted in a warping, unprofessional display of pleasure that was unlike anything 9S had seen before. Not just from her, but from any other android. Her mouth hung open and she had started to moan and gasp loudly and lewdly. She had uncovered her chest to let her breasts bounce rhythmically as she tried continually faster and faster paces. She was spreading her pussy wide with each downward motion on a cock now slick with lubricants that were leaking from her cunt in a steady stream downward. 9S drew his hand back tentatively and she didn't even notice. Whatever 'human media' they'd studied to come to their conclusions had probably been animated.

"It seems... extreme?" He wiped his hand on his leg. Her juices had gotten into his glove, but more of what he was trying to get rid of was the feeling of the beast's cock thudding powerfully and red-hot against his palm.

"Jealous?" 5R sounded a little out of breath, 9S's scowl deepened at the thought that she was probably performing her scientific duties one-handed. "Of course, our baselines for pleasure were based out of android-on-android coupling, so things which deviate this extremely will produce their own tacked-on effects. The extremeness of the stretch is probably causing a multiplicative effect of some kind to the standard pleasure, then the reward motivator is being added on top."