﻿With a final crank of the omniwrench Ratchet lowered the final component into place. The heavily modified version of the Biobliterator which he had been working on for the better part of a month and a half now took up an entire room. Three rooms in his house had suffered a gutting to accommodate the giant device. Precisely one month six days twelve hours five minutes and thirty seconds had been spent constructing the device that would return Ratchet to his soft fuzzy lombax self. Any time not spent working on the gizmo was spent having sex with Clank.


Ratchet was probably the first to admit that the shift in their relationship was strange. His robotic form had been the catalyst for Clank’s revelation that Ratchet was sexy. The robotic lombax had been utterly floored when his friend had confessed to finding him very attractive. Ratchet wasn’t sure why he had decided to indulge Clank’s new found interest (though he did not regret it) but he suspected his mechanical form had done some lifting. While his first time with Clank had been simple experimentation that could not be said for anything he and Clank had done since.


 Ratchet quietly held the theory that in addition to remodeling his body the bioblitorator had done something to his head. He had never once in his life looked at another man and felt the attraction that he had the first time he spotted Clank's arousal. Unlike Clank he couldn’t even chalk this up to a sudden shift in perspective because Clank hadn’t changed any. For the most part Ratchet was able to focus on the task at hand and just enjoy himself  with Clank.


“Final assembly complete. Booting up controls.” Clank said in a tone not unlike when they were about to leave a party early.

“I’ll still be here once I'm soft and fuzzy again you know that right?” Ratchet shuckled though deep down he wasn’t sure how he’d feel about Clank once he was a Lombax again.


“I know… “ Clank replied

“Firing sequence ready” The console of the device announced a second before a bright green light washed  over Ratchet. Firing sequence complete


“Huh i thought we set that thing for a thirty second delay…” Ratchet said before realizing that he was once again flesh and blood. “Alright it worked… even put my clothes back on that’s-”

“Ratchet!” Clank interjected and Ratchet turned to his left and found not the clean chrome and black robot that had been his friend for years but a white furred lombax with black stripes and green eyes. “It would appear the focusing lens was faulty.”


Ratchet’s world seemed to drop into slow motion as he realized that Clank was now a Lombax. He blinked incredulously at the sight of his friend's slim and muscular body the way his black tufted tail flicked back and forth with agitation. The ears that had flattened themselves against Clank’s newly furry noggin. The way his brilliant green eyes glared and his shiny dark lips curled into a pout. The part that drew his eyes the most was the fuzzy white sack and the matching tube with just a hint of the dark skinned penis visible.

Ratchet turned away trying to put his thoughts in order. “Yeah certainly seems like that…” Ratchet could feel the heat in his cheeks as he realized he was feeling the same desire for this newly furry Clank as he had shortly following his transformation. “... So we need to order a replacement and then…?” 


“Perhaps we should look at the software again.”

“Speaking of soft wear, let's get you some clothes.” Ratchet said finally able to look at his friend again. “You look a little cold.” He said before heading towards his bedroom and the closet within.


“I am actually quite cold.” Clank confessed before following Ratchet.

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Ratchet went through his closet and was dismayed by the lack of variety. At first glance he and Clank seemed to be the same size but the truth was Ratchet was much buffer. Not only that but Clank was subtly shorter by just a few inches. They were both lean builds but Ratchet had more muscle to his limbs and especially to his chest that meant everything in Ratchet's closet hung off Clank like a hand me down from an older brother. Or perhaps as Ratchet’s mind kept framing it as a lover wearing their lovers clothes. Ratchet was searching for something in the realm of pants that would actually stay on the other Lombax as everytime he got a glance at Clank’s loins he felt a stirring in his. Clank lounged on the bed wearing a shirt two large for him with his  legs tucked up against his chest inadvertently displaying his cock and balls. It was around the third time that Ratchet pulled the same pair of shorts down from the rack that he decided that something must be done.

The lombax hero crossed the floor and leapt up on to his oversized bed startling Clank who had slowly been pulling the blanket up around him. “Ratchet?”

“Okay buddy, you know how you think I look super great as a robot?” Ratchet asked as he shed his clothes. Discarding the garments off the bed without a care.

“Yes… Ratchet, why are you…” Clank responded, noticing that Ratchet’s fluid slick brown cock was jutting free of his sheathe.


“You are Also fucking adorable and I can’t stand it.” Ratchet said, pushing his friend over, forcing him to lay flat on the bed. “And I’m gonna show you why I kept complaining about not having lips.” Ratchet said as he shifted himself up atop of Clank's body. Ratchet noted that the Ex-robot’s fur was softer than his as he cupped Clank’s face and brought his lips down on him. Ratchet felt a warm thrill as he licked along the soft smooth lips of his friend and was granted access to Clank’s mouth proper. The white lombax let out a muffled moan as Ratchet’s lips pressed against him and the hero's tongue danced with his own. Ratchet purred as he felt Clank’s heart beat faster as their chests pressed together. Ratchet ended the kiss, easily shrugging off Clank's arms which futilely tried to pull him back into the embrace.

“Lips are amazing!” Clank uttered huffing delight plain on his flushed face and on the shiny black cock now fully free of his sheathe.

Ratchet tugged the shirt of Clank taking a moment to run his paws over the other lombax’s chest. “Oh you don’t even know.” Ratchet teased his friend and lover before leaning down and licking his nipple. Ratchet had very little (none really) experience with pleasing men of his own species so he was forced to go off what he liked. Ratchet ran his tongue over Clank's bare chest paying special attention to Clank's nipples and not minding the fur in the slightest. it seemed that Ratchet was right on the money assuming that such a thing would be pleasurable as Clank was purring and mewling near instantly. Ratchet smiled as he caught Clank's nipple between his teeth, lightly chewing it before moving down. Clank seized his shoulders and tried to pull up but Ratchet had a goal. The sandy furred lombax was now laying on his belly, his head resting on Clank's lap. Ratchet smiled up at his friend as he ran his tongue over Clank's balls loving the sight of his friends chest heaving with desire and the low rumble of his pleasured purr. Ratchet lingerd licking and sucking on Clank’s balls because he knew how much he loved it when he got someone to play with them like this. At length it was the sight of Clank’s cock dribbling pre-cum heavily that prompted him to change tactics, Ratchet ran his tongue from the base of Clank’s shaft clear to the tip he found that Clank’s semen had a delightful taste like fruit and something he couldn’t quite place. The hero didn’t hesitate to close his lips around the tip of that cock and slowly ran his tongue back and forth over the opening. Ratchet had never sucked a cock in his life or even thought about it before, but he had gotten a few and that experience was all he needed.  The moans that clank offered up as Ratchet began to bob his head down taking more and more of his friend's cock with each pass gave Ratchet a perverse sense of pride. The sandy lombax was shocked to find his nose pressing into the fuzzy ring of Clank’s sheathe. Without even thinking he slipped his tongue out of his lips and dug it into the white lombax’s sheathe.

“RATCHET!!” Clank exclaimed as the only warning Ratchet got before his friend flooded his mouth with cum. Ratchet knew better than to try and move so he swallowed, gulping down a torrent of seed as the cock in his mouth twitched and throbbed. Ratchet was starting to wonder if Clank would ever run out and his vision was getting blurry when Clank's moans and mewls of delight finally ceased. 


Ratchet gasped as he all but spat Clank’s cock out. “See Lips.”

“Lips~” Clank replied before he found his hips spread and lifted. “Uhm Ratchet?”

“Oh we aren’t finished it’s my turn~” Ratchet declared as he rubbed the tip of his cock against Clank’s anal ring, smearing it with copious amounts of pre-cum. “Ready for me?” Ratchet asked as he crouched over Clank, his cock poised at the entrance to his friend's ass.


“Desperate.” Clank replied only to wince as his virgin backdoor was claimed. Ratchet wasn’t super gentle but then he hardly needed to be. Clank’s ass was inviting as any hero could hope for, having just enough friction to every thrust a delight. Ratchet grinned ear to ear as he watched Clank's cock flop around half hard with every thrust. Ratchet leaned into his friend pushing more of his cock into the white lombax with each thrust until his balls were slapping against Clank’s tail with each movement.  The sandy furred lombax was pleased to feel Clank’s legs wrapping around his waist pulling him closer until he could only grin his hips into him. The new position had Ratchet all but laying atop Clank letting feel the deep purr the white lombax was emitting. Ratchet huffed before reaching up to pull Clank into another kiss. Ratchet could feel it now he was on the brink of orgasm but he needed more. The lombax broke the kiss and then grabbed his lover's thighs forcing Clank's legs apart and back. Ratchet leveraged the new freedom to pull nearly every inch of his cock from Clank’s ass and to ram it back in. It was only three more hard deep thrusts like that and Ratchet’s cock slipped free and his cum splashed along Clank’s cock, balls, ass and even onto his belly.


“Love you.” Ratchet declared. “So much. thought it was just because we were robots. I love you.” Ratchet said as post orgasmic bliss let him find the words he needed. “Just never thought about you like this before. I was scared we wouldn’t…

“That once you were a lombax again I wouldn't feel the same? I thought so too but I love you even more now Ratchet.” Clank responded with a soft smile, his green eyes twinkling.


 Ratchet let out a sigh of relief before laying down and pulling Clank atop him. “So I guess we trade off on date nights? Robot couple then lombax?”

Clank blinked. “Oh that does sound fun but before we do robot again we have got to find some lips.”