Out Of the Forges and Into the Fray

Well this was just rotten. It'd been weeks since Manuian had been leisurely attending to the machine spirits of newly-built bolters in his manufactory. He'd grown fond of that particular temple to the Omnisiah. But then the Tau had shown up with their silly Greater Good. After fleeing in terror for a few hours he was captured, and with little choice, joined the tau. He made it his secret sacred duty to defend the hallowed devices of his kind from the sacrilegious ministrations of the blueskinned blights. He was rather surprised when they showed little to no interest in human technology. They already had improved versions of it that they gave to the humans they inducted into their ranks. The tau-made gear was in fact somewhat superior to that of the Imperial Guard. The flak armor was better and actually comfortable, the helmets were better in every way and had actual functioning radios, and even the lasguns were more efficient and powerful. Was this the sin of innovation that Manuian had been taught to revile and hate so much? It didn't seem half bad!

Indeed he grew to become somewhat happy with his new job among the earth caste field technician corp. The machine spirits were more agreeable, and it all just worked so easily. Gone were the days of supplicating to some bothersome uncooperative soul of a machine for hours or days on end to get it working. All that needed to be done to repair these glorious little devices was a whispered prayer to the Omnisiah and a functioning reset button. Though as he looked at the still-smoldering battlesuit resting in a crater he knew that he'd need a lot more than that to get his work done. Manuian and some little earth caste worker had been sent along to salvage what they could from this wreck, it was bad enough at first when the Tau had shown up followed by the Eldar. Though the pointy-eared xenos seemed to have buggered off recently, whatever they'd hoped to gain by hunting down a particular guard regiment seemingly in hand; as well as a whole company of fire warriors. Now it was down to what little remained of the main forces of the tau, the imperial forces, and the whole of an invading Tyranid fleet. One of the more substantive creatures of that invading force of chitinous terrors had blown this battlesuit off its feet and into the crater. Shadai, the blueskin technician sent along with Manuian set about starting remote scans and diagnostics. 

They'd been at their work for the better part of an hour, offloading crucial components and weapons onto the hovering cart they'd been given. Shadai seemed rather enamored with her work, having shed the light flak vest that didn't quite fit her chest right. Her workshirt was wet with sweat from her exertions. Were it not for the surprising strength of the many mechadendrites wielded by Manuian she probably couldn't have done the job herself very well. She watched the robed disciple of the Machine-God lower a particularly heavy burst gun onto the hoversled with something approaching reverence. She'd spent plenty of time on the Datanet back home to develop some funny ideas of how they could be used until the sound of a million little chittering beasts bearing down in their direction that drew her attention. 

Running. Lots and lots of running. Running to a ruin. By the time they'd reached the base of tau operations it was almost too late, the tyranids were hitting the place something fierce. The pulsating blue fire of warriors drew their eyes to a gaggle of transports that looked ready to lift off and bugger off over the hills and far away. They'd never make it of course, the horde of xeno creatures was encompassing the perimeter and breaking through. Instead the two technologically enamored beings turned out away from the doomed camp and the hordes bearing down on it and made for the city that had been the original target of their side's ambition in better days.

They'd kept on running like mad until the sun dipped beneath the horizon. Shadai had of course grown tired on her little fleshy legs, meaning Manuian had set her on the hoversled along with their pile of salvaged battlesuit gear and taken her along. His steel legs knew no fatigue unlike those inferior ones of flesh. His mechadendrites had also proved handy for mobility, giving him that added kick a few impromptu legs could give. Shadai simply watched as she rested on her makeshift chariot. She was a short creature, big curvy thighs and a woefully inefficient bottom of rather impressive proportions that would make regular men suffer nosebleeds. Her bosom was also right out, far too much dead weight to afford effective efficient movement. In fact right now those fleshy blue sweat-covered mounds were bouncing around as Manuian hopped slightly to get over some rubble. They swayed up and down, caused by the inertia resulting from the force of the motion and their horrendously impractical wieght, the nubs of her teats could be seen from her shirt that clung to her sweating body. 

"I suppose we should stop for now and find shelter for the night, we should also strategize our escape from those most unsavory creatures. Wouldn't you say, Shadai?" Said Manuian in his inflectionless droning mechanical buzzer of a voice. "Um, yes that is a good idea friend Manuian." Replied Shadai, sitting with her legs crossed atop a piece of armor plating. She held one of her arms with the other, her forearm sliding underneath her chest; pressing her assets up slightly. Manuian's head was on a swivel, after scanning the buildings flanking the street they were in he chose one and entered it. Shadai hopped off the hoversled and walked in after it to find her cogboy friend dragging their bounty into the hab-structure they'd entered. 

After finding empty rooms both Manuian and Shadai settled in to rest, though the augmented priest of the Machine God was more likely to mull over the precious technology they'd acquired overnight. Shadai had different ideas though.

Neural interface, undamaged, slight abrasion on the casing due to ejection of pilot. Could be repurposed for use in defensive suit. Would require powerplant though, such a device currently unavailable. His door opened, breaking him from his reverie regarding some silly idea for a means of defense for himself on this mad world. He turned to find his stocky blue friend, devoid of clothing with eyes fixed on him. "Shadai, is something the matter? Why are you nude?" He asked, rather unnerved. He'd not had his torso augmented very much save for some artificial organs and muscles to ensure longevity and efficient function, the only part he'd not touched now stirred. "No, I just wanted to blow off some stress. And you're the perfect person to help; friend Manuial." Shadai said as she sashayed towards him, the emphasis placed on the movements causing her assets to sway and jiggle. The humble disciple of the Omnisiah froze, his large cybernetic eyes seeing her in every spectrum and filter. He was enticed. And when she reached into his robe and fetched his member he was sold. 

Most gue'la were taller than Tau'va, which meant that their physical characteristics were also rather bigger as well. What must have been average for a gue'la was rather big for an earth caste tau. That just meant this would be all the more fun of course. Shadai lifted up on her tiptoes and rested the lips of her moistening sex on the top length of her friend's cock. Already those handy mechanical tentacular appendages were moving, groping her breasts and ass. Both of which were the envy of many of her other friends. She kissed the metal plate that would have been a normal man's mouth, running her alien tongue along it and softly moaning as one of the mechadendrites wrapped around a nipple and squeezed. This would be fun indeed. 

Hefting his new partner with his arms and other handy appendages, Manuial carried Shadai over to the small bed set in the opposite corner of the room. He had coiled several of his mechadendrites around her breasts and posterior, squeezing and pressing them all over. His ministrations were rewarded with the pleased moaning and mewling of Shadai. He pressed a tentative tentacular appendage against her 'back door'. In response she pressed out her posterior and opened her legs insomuch as the hold that Manuials hold would allow. He pressed the tip of his questing appendage into her, eliciting a soft cry of pleasure. He reached a triad of the metallic manipulators down to her glistening slit, gently prizing its lips apart and pressing the third in; twisting its tip around inside her. Finding her internal clit, he pressed it whilst pressing the first two inside alongside his throbbing cock. The meaty appendage was drooling precum. Now it was his turn to moan, though what ushered from his electronic vocalizer could hardly be called that. It was more of a growl than anything.

Shadai was in a state of bliss, the sheer gusto that her lover was putting into this was flattering. The pounding he was giving her downstairs was mind-numbing. And the stretch in her honeypot was pleasant. If he kept squeezing her chest like he was she might just give up some milk for the sake of the ethereals! Her back arched reflexively as the mechadendrite in her ass surged forward another few inches, joined simultaneously by another which coiled in a spiral around the first. The two rotated in unison, acting like a screw and getting a few more inches inside of her before retracting and pounding in and out with machine speed and precision. She screamed around the mechadendrites that pressed into her mouth as she shuddered in orgasm. As she settled she noted the new sensation of something pressing at a very deep part of her still-spasming pussy. She also became somewhat aware of the smaller tentacular manipulators pressing at the tips of her nipples, rubbing them as they did.

He wasn't even bothering to look at what he was doing anymore. He just forced his hips back and forth as quickly and forcefully as possible. He was to the hilt on this tau, his under-used cock beginning to spasm. His first cumming in years and it was with a xenos, exemplary. His member pulsed as it released its inert seed, his mechadendrites pressing hard all around the tight fleshy passage. His ministrations brought about her second orgasm, her juices spraying all over her large lovely thighs. With some rather obvious effort Shadai heaved her more or less human lover beneath her.

First order of business: hammer down hard on whatever this mad gue'la had in her. She was rewarded by another hard thumping of her cervix, and another few inches of her ass stretched. Moaning in lewd passion she repeated the action with similar results. Manuial tightened his grip on her breasts, the tips of his smallest mechadendrites teasing the inside of her teats. Her fleshy mounds were beginning to lose feeling with how tight he was gripping them, but his continued pressing on her nipples was yielding skin-tingling new sensation. Planting her hands on her grand thighs she set a brisk rythym that her friend quickly matched. Manuial moved four of his mechadendrites from the chest and posterior of Shadai and thrust them into her drooling cunt, coiling them around his member and other deft appendages in a spiral much as he had done in her ass. As he forced his members into her her abdomen bulged, and with one last surge he managed to penetrate that last barrier. This one last hammer blow caused them both to climax. 

As Manuial broke past her cervix and into her womb Shadai's eyes rolled back into her skull, her back arching and knees going slack. At the same time, one last squeeze and press from the remaining mechadendrites on her fleshy mounds pressed deeper into her teats, now firmly planted inside of them the dendrites wriggled around in their new accommodations. Using his arms and deft mechanical appendages Manuial eased his friend down on top of him. They both fell asleep after a minute, still entangled in their newfound companionship.