This shall be a one-shot, unless you want a second chapter of it but I highly doubt so...TT^TT I'm so useless!

Mai-Lee: she's moody.

...Anyways, no OC in this one. I'm using the bots and cons. No OCs. At all. Oh and femmes are dead in this. Because I said so. Have nothing against them, their just not needed for this fic.

WARNING: This fic is going to be complete and utter crack, machines and programming! There will be some transformer curses but! If any of these things disturb you please hit that back button and continue through the list of other TF stories.

Wheeljack was busy in his lab as he tampered with a reverse time-flux cup-link. Well that's what he thinks and is positive that was what he was working with. He placed the piece of machinery down, got up and made his way to the door. When he was a good few feet away from the door the device behind on the table started sparking and shaking.

"What the-" Wheeljack was cut short as the device exploded and he was engulfed by a blue gooey substance that was somehow in the device. Grumbling he shook the substance off and noticed as his framing felt lighter. He looked down at himself and stumbled back as he got a good look at himself. Or more correct, herself. Wheeljack was now a femme.

His once block like chest was now a firm and large bust. He gained curves, wider hips, slimmer figure and she got a little shorter. Wheeljack spun around once and sidestepped a stray blob of blue goo that was turning a dull black. She hissed at the substance and stepped out of her lab. She needs to see Ratchet. She knows that the hallways will be empty so she walked briskly to the med-bay, not taking the chance of randomly meeting with any mech on base at the moment.

"Hey Femme~!" She froze and regretted freezing as Tracks lingered around into her view.

"Oh sweet Primus..." She muttered as she stepped away from the mech.

"I knew it! Great Primus has seen my beauty and has gifted me such a lovely and well-built femme!"

"I don't think so!" Wheeljack said as she stepped around the mech and made a run for the med bay.

"Wait!"

"NO!" Wheeljack called as she noted in her new framing that she was faster. She turned a corner and dove through an open door and watched as Track ran right by. When the mech's pedes were far away did she vent out and leaned against the wall. She had offlined her optics but then onlined them and froze to see exactly where she was.

In the rec room.

There were a reasonable number of mechs but to Wheeljack the number zero was the only reasonable number to her in this state. The mechs were staring at her with a look in their optics that she didn't understand but didn't like one bit. She squeaked as her fins lit up and in a flash she was out the door. After a few minutes she heard pedes sounding behind her and that only fueled the needed to get to the med bay more!

"Oh there you are my-"

"Out of my way!" Wheeljack said as she skillfully leaped over Tracks in a spectacular amount of agility not even she knew. When her pedes touched the ground she stumbled and looked to the taller mech that she had just easily jumped over, when she glanced a little behind Tracks she shrieked and made a ma dash for the med bay once more. Track turned to see what had scared his delicate flower and was nearly run over by a speeding Blurr.

"What the Frag!"

Wheeljack vented heavily as she came barreling into the med bay at last. She was now leaning onto a berth as her systems cooled them.

"You better be hurt or just get-" Ratchet was saying but stopped as he saw the familiar looking femme that was leaning onto the berths.

"W...wheeljack?" Ratchet said as he put a servo over his face to hide and stifled the chuckles. Wheeljack wasn't fooled and glared to the mech as her fins lit up a bright pink in embarrassment.

"Hey!" She huffed and walked up to the medic and poked his chest plate.

"This is NOT funny! I am currently evading a bunch of mechs that have seen me and don't get me started on Tracks!" She huffed and placed a hand on her hip as she held up one finger and looked totally sassy. She would say more but was cut short as Sideswipe and his twin walked in, each harbouring wounds from a quarrel that they must have gotten in.

"Hey Hathet we-" Sideswipe said but froze along with his brother at the sight of the femme that looked to be telling Ratchet off. Injuries forgotten the two were on Wheeljack and working their 'magic'.

"Hey babe~"
"Oh for the love of Primus just frag me..." Wheeljack whined not realizing that she said that out loud. Her optics widen as it dawned to her especially went an arm snaked its way around her waist and another over her shoulders.

"So you-" Sideswipe started.

"Want to get-" Sunstreaker continued.

"Fragged?" The finished together. Ratchet was laughing now and leaning against a wall at the scene that was unfolding before him Wheeljack shrieked then next thing she was gone and the med bay doors hissed closed. Ratchet was laughing his aft off as the twins processed what just happened but then were brought to reality as their injuries cried out to be taken care of. That's when First Aid walked in.

"First Aid Take Care Of The Twins!" Was all Ratchet said as he went to his office.

Wheeljack was now running all over base and was drastically gaining a lot of attention that she most definitely did not want. She was now, currently up in the rafters a hallway and watched as mech after mech walked by, in search of her. She grew very annoyed by this and wasn't sure for how long she could keep her signal under the radar. She noted that mechs were growing more and more suspicious about the hallway she was hiding up in. Checking her scanners she shrieked when she was grabbed from behind and thrown over a shoulder. She pouted as she was set down and glared up at the bold mech.

"What the Frag Jazz!?" She scowled and looked around hoping to find a way to escape. She shoved the mech back and her fins lit up pink as he chuckled.

"Calm down 'Jack, I'm not gonna do anyt'in." Jazz said as he held up his servos. Wheeljack huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"What the slag is going on with everybot today?" Wheeljack said then she looked to Jazz as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Jazz...If your're hear doesn't that mean...?"

"Jazz where the SLAG are you?!"

"Yep." Jazz said as both he and Wheeljack watched Sentinel Prime rounded a corner and stopped to see Jazz and Wheeljack or the femme as Sentinel knows. Sentinel grew smug, you could almost feel his ego grow three times. Sentinel walked over with such 'grace' if he wants. Wheeljack took an instinct step away from the bot as he approached. Jazz just stood there, as if asking Sentinel to try something.

"Well hello my dear, who are you?" He said as he placed a smirk upon his face plates. Wheeljack's fins lit up green as her fuel tank felt like purging.

"Uhhh...I just remembered I had something to do...over there.." Wheeljack said as she backed away while jabbing a thumb behind her. Jazz and Sentinel watched her back away. Wheeljack turned around and bolted down the nearest hallway away an to her lab. She rounded a corner and smacked into a chest and could have bounced right back onto her aft if it weren't for the arms that held her close. Shuttering her optics she looked up and shrieked as she saw Tracks.

"Oh My Love! Oh how I have been searching for you!"
"FOR THE LOVE OF PRIMUS, HELP ME!" She wailed as she kicked frantically and squirmed in the mech's arms.

"Oh with your built framing you shall carry my sparklings and they will be strong!" Wheeljack's fins light up green as she almost purged her tanks. With one more shriek that could shatter glass if any higher, Wheeljack's pleas were finally answered as Optimus rounded the corner with Ultra Magnus. Wheeljack looked to them and shrieked.

"DON'T JUST STAND THERE! HELP ME!" Wheeljack said as she squirmed in Tracks' hold.

"Tracks!" Optimus bellowed and Tracks immediately turned to him.

"Release the femme." Tracks after a few minutes finally and reluctantly let Wheeljack down. She stumbled away from the oblivious mech and leaned against the wall a bit before squeaking as Tracks looked to her. Diving to behind Optimus she peaked out from behind the mech as Tracks looked somewhat confused.

"Oh thank you Optimus! I don't think I can take this anymore..." Wheeljack said as she still hid behind Optimus.

"Your welcome."

"What is your name?" Ultra asked. Wheeljack felt like she got shot right in the spark at that question. Her optics were wide and she was twitching.

"I...It's me! Wheeljack!" She shrieked rather loudly.

"Whoops." Was all Optimus said as Ultra Magnus looked slightly taken back. Wheeljack let out a dramatic sob before speeding off to the med bay.

Bursting through the Med bay doors she tackled Ratchet to the ground a proceeded to sob dramatically in hit chest.

"Ratchet! No one recognizes me!" She looked up the the medic with a kicked puppy expression. Ratchet merely chuckled and pushed the dramatic fembot off of him.

"That's because you are a femme." Ratchet said as if it as the most obvious thing in the world. Wheeljack huffed.

"Well, I'm going to stay here until this wears off or I figure out how o reverse it! She said as she marched into Ratchet's office and sat in the chair and pondered on the situation.

Ratchet gave a chuckle and locked his med bay doors and wen back to organizing his tools while First Aid was busy in his own office. What a day

Yeah that's about it. It's all up to you if you want me to add another Chapter or not. if you want another chapter then leave an Idea in the reviews or PM me. ^^ Thanks!

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