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"Ughhh..." A groan escaped me as I kept scrolling through AO3. I had the ‘Sam Witwicky’ tag pulled up, desperately hunting for something decent to read, but man, it was a total bust. Everything looked either boring or not in my interest.
Every cool fic I stumbled on was something I'd already finished. Even worse? Most of the stuff that actually caught my eye was half finished and abandoned.
‘God, this sucks... where are the actual updates?!’
Frustrated, I tapped the power button and stared up at the pitch black ceiling. My eyes felt heavy, but the boredom was still there, thick and annoying. After a huge yawn, I figured there was no point in staying awake.
"Whatever, guess I'll just sleep this off." I muttered to the empty room. One last glance at my phone confirmed it: 3:00 am. ‘Damn...’
I set the device on the nightstand and squeezed my eyes shut, drifting toward sleep.
‘Please, let something actually interesting happen tomorrow...’ was the last thing running through my head before everything went dark.
One second there was darkness, and the next? Nothing. Just pure, blinding white when I opened my eyes. I was floating. My brain took a second to actually wake up, and once it did, total panic set in. I started flailing, flapping my arms around wildly, which only made me spin faster in the void. My feet kicked at thin air, totally useless.
"Ahhh, what the pit! Where am I?!" I shrieked, my voice echoing nowhere.
Suddenly, these massive, mountain sized servos swept into view, cupping together like they were meant to catch something. Gravity decided to exist all of a sudden, slamming me right down into the center of the palms.
"Ow..." A groan escaped me as I rubbed my aching head and tried to push myself up. As my vision cleared, I realized I wasn't on the floor. I was standing on metal. Huge, warm, living metal.
Slowly, my gaze traveled up the massive limbs, following the endless stretch of armor and plating, higher and higher, until... holy crap.
"AHHHH!" I screamed, pointing up at the titan. He was freaking enormous. Like, planet sized.
And the crazy part? The titan screamed right back at me. We just stood there, two voices yelling into the white void, until my lungs finally burned and ran out of air.
"Wh—?! Who even are you?!" I gasped, clutching my chest.
The giant stopped mid shriek. His expression shifted, a slow, mischievous smile spreading across his faceplate.
[Hello little one. You know me...] His voice rumbled through my whole body.
I just blinked, completely blank. "Nope. No, I don't."
[Yes, you do...] He insisted.
I huffed, crossing my arms defiantly. "No! Definitely not!"
From there, it just devolved into a ridiculous shouting match, me arguing with a god sized mech in the middle of nowhere.
Finally, after what felt like literal hours of this stupid circular arguing, I just threw my hands up. I was done. Completely done with this bullshit.
"Alright, enough! You big troll, just tell me your damn name!" I snapped, my voice dripping with exhaustion.
The massive mech let out a rumble that sounded suspiciously like a chuckle. [Ahhh, how about a hint instead? Let's see... I belong to one of your favorite fandoms. Someone who transformed into an entire planet.]
I just stared at him. Blankly. My brain was working overtime, trying to connect the dots, mashing pieces of knowledge I know together until wait. Wait...
My finger snapped in the air as I pointed it right at his massive faceplate. "Ahah! You're Primus! From Transformers!"
Primus nodded, his massive faceplate glowing with satisfaction. [Indeed I am, child. Finally.]
I planted my hands on my hips, glaring up at him. "Hey! Don't act like that! You could've just told me from the start!"
Primus just shrugged, a movement that probably felt like an earthquake. [Eh, that wouldn't have been any fun.]
I gave him my best 'are you kidding me?' look. He actually seemed to notice it. [What? A god deserves to have a little fun once in a while.]
"Right..." I muttered, still in total disbelief. "Anyway, what do you want with me? And am I dreaming or something?"
His chuckle vibrated through the soles of my feet. [No dreaming, little one. The reason I plucked you from your world is because you wished for something interesting to happen. And well... I was bored too. So, you're going to a Transformer world.]
There was a long pause. Then, pure horror washed over me.
"Oh no." I whispered. "Is this one of those trope fics? The ones where a person just... self inserts and gets reincarnated into a different dimension? Or those Isekai Transmigration?!”
Without thinking, I stared directly at the reader. Yeah, you heard me.
Primus's smile turned mischievous. [Yes! Congratulations, you've been chosen as one of my victims— ER, I mean, lucky ones! You get to live in your favorite franchise!]
Before I could protest, he scooped me into his other servo. He used a single, massive digit to nudge me away from the fourth wall and force me to look at him. [Now, let's not break the fourth wall, shall we?]
I shook my head frantically. "No, no, no! There is no way! I can't go to a Transformers world! I wouldn't last a single minute!”
Primus reached out and patted the top of my head with one digit, a gesture that felt like being hit with a warm pillow. [Don't worry. It won't be bad. Promise!]
"Lies!" I shouted, shaking my fist at his massive faceplate. "I've read the fanfics, Primus! I know exactly how these scenarios end!”
Primus just looked down at me, wearing this amused expression like he was watching a toddler throw a tantrum. Honestly? He wasn't wrong. Probably.
[Well,] he rumbled, his voice vibrating through my bones, [since you're headed off, I'll be sticking with you throughout the whole journey. So...]
"Wait, what?" I froze. "Hold on. What if I don't actually want to do this?"
Primus raised an optical ridge, looking unimpressed. [Come on. We both know that's a lie. You spend half your life daydreaming about this stuff. You're practically obsessed with the franchise. Especially the movies.]
My jaw practically hit the floor. "You've been inside my head?!" I shrieked, feeling incredibly violated.
Primus just gave a dismissive wave of his hand, like he was brushing away a fly. [Anyway, enough chatter. I'm sending you to the Bayverse AU. Good luck!]
Before I could even scream "wait!”, he ripped open a glowing portal right beneath me.
"AAAAHHHHH!"
Gravity vanished. I plummeted into the swirling light, my arms and legs flailing wildly as the world spun into a blur of color and noise. "OH, DAMN IT, PRIMUS!" I screamed, my voice echoing into the void.
Then, a blinding flash of white light hit me and poof. Everything went silent.
Back in the white void, Primus sat alone once more. A low, rumbling laugh echoed through the emptiness.
[This is going to be stupidly entertaining...]
I jolted awake with a massive gasp, bolting upright in bed. My heart was thumping against my ribs like a trapped bird. As my vision cleared, the room around me felt... weird. Unfamiliar, but somehow strangely recognizable. It was like deja vu on steroids.
Searching for answers, my eyes drifted to the mirror standing near the dresser. I leaned in, squinting, until the reflection finally clicked.
Staring back at me wasn't my own face. It was Sam Witwicky.
"No..." The voice that came out of my throat was totally wrong. It was deeper, crackly.
Panic flared. I stared at my hands they weren't mine. They were bigger, coarser. I tried to scramble out of bed to get a better look, but the blankets got all tangled around my legs.
Thud!
"Ack!" A pathetic yelp escaped me as I tumbled unceremoniously onto the floor. Ignoring the sting, I scrambled back up and sprinted toward the bathroom, stumbling over my own feet.
I slammed the bathroom door shut with a loud bang and fumbled with the lock, breathing heavily. I rushed to the mirror, grabbing my face and patting my cheeks like a lunatic. "No, no, no! This can't be happening!”
Desperate to confirm the nightmare, my hands wandered down. I checked inside my pants and surprise, surprise there was a definite, unmistakable bulge. An actual dick.
"NO!" I wailed, the sound echoing off the tiles. "Not a dick! Not my pussy!"
In a frenzy, my hands flew up to my chest, searching for curves that simply weren't there anymore. "NOT MY BOOBS! NOOOOOOOOO!!”