Technical Difficulties.

Summary: Sam tries to send an image he found on the Internet to his friend, Miles. Unfortunately, Sam hits the wrong button and sends said image to everyone in his address book-including his Autobot friends.

Rating: M due to graphic description.

Pairings: Implied RatchetxIronhide and implied ProwlxJazz, both if you blink.

Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro and DreamWorks/Paramount, not to me.

A/N This is a request for IStalkPiccolo on the LJ community "TF2007fun",(Cyndi on ) in return for allowing me to use four screen caps to get a new, animated icon made for me. The bunny, of course, was also suggested by her. Based on a conversation we had about the shock site Goatse.cx

Technical Difficulties.

Prologue

Sam stared at the computer screen with a mixture of revulsion and horrified fascination on his face. On the screen in front of him was an image of a man, with his back to the camera, spreading his butthole open. However, it was not just what he was doing, but the extent to which he was stretching it: the man's stretched butthole was easily wide enough to admit a honeydew melon. Sam could see the man's rectal wall through the hole: Sam was weirded out (not to mentioned grossed out) but in a fascinated sort of way.

"Oh gross." he whispered to himself. "This is just revolting!" He quickly saved the pic to his hard drive. "I have so got to send Miles this if only to read his reaction!" Chuckling, and shutting off the picture, Sam composed an Email, very quickly. It contained just three words.

"Look at THIS!!"

Embedding the picture in the main Email, just below the words, Sam sent it.

The first indication that Sam had that everything had not gone to plan was a squeal of static from Bumblebee, in the drive below. Then, Bumblebee was, careless of prying eyes, transforming and peering in Sam's bedroom window.

"Sam? What was that? What is that human doing? Is it some obscure mating ritual? Does your waste disposal valve stretch that wide?"

"Huh? Sam said. "What do you mean…." Sam's voice tailed off as brain caught up with mouth. He rushed over to his computer screen, which told him everything he wanted to know.

"Uh…can I explain later, 'Bee?" he asked. "That was meant to be sent just to Miles, but I…I goofed. Instead of sending it to just Miles, I sent it to everybody in my address book by accident. That includes you…..and most of the other Autobots. That includes Optimus, Ratchet, Ironhide, Jazz, Sunstreaker, and Sideswipe." Sam groaned.

"Don't worry, Sam, at least there is one good thing. We have no femmes at our base, because aren't such images supposed to be offensive to femmes?" Bumblebee said, trying to reassure Sam

"Oh no, oh nonononono!" Sam said, going pale.

"It got sent to Mikaela too!"