Author's note: I'm back with a goofy sequel to The Dualshock. Don't over think it, relax and read it. Originally posted on my pastebin on 2/5/19.

Lori had her big plan set before her eyes, get a job, earn money, and buy a dress for the big dance. She desired romance under the sea, though things didn't seem to work out at first due to giving hand outs to her little brother. She should have gave him a handy instead.

When things fell apart, Lincoln ended up saving her night by voluntarily taking her work shift. Sure, he had been a little jerk during that day, but he realized his mistake and went out of his way to make up for it. He didn't have to do anything, yet he did.

To make things even better, Lori's night out with Bobby went pretty great.

After he dropped her off, she then went into the house and sauntered upstairs to surprise her little brother with a special gift.

Arriving at his room, the girl invited herself inside, killing even the slightest bit of cautiousness.

Hearing his door open and her firm footsteps, Lincoln awoke instantly. "Lori?"

"I've been thinking about you all night." She mentioned in a sultry tone as she approached him.

"How come?" Lincoln asked, still half awake.

"I owe you a big favor." Lori said, biting her lip. Very unf.

"What kind of favor?" The boy questioned, failing to read between the lines.

"Oh, you'll see..." She promised with a smile.

Eager to get it on, Lori crawled onto his bed, mounting him shortly after.

Lincoln held tight upon feeling her weight topple him down. He didn't have the strength to fight her off even if he wanted to. Although, her purpose here seemed harmless.

The girl took a deep breath while unbuttoning his pajama top.

"This is gonna feel so good~" She purred like a kitten.

Lincoln started stammering. "H-hold on, I don't think we should be-"

"Hey." Lori interrupted. "I owe you, that's what I told you. And I even knew better to never give a gift unwrapped."

But then she brapped.

Lincoln cringed at the feeling of Lori nearly burning a hole through the back of her dress. Not to mention, her farts always smelled like death.

Ignoring his reaction to her gassy ass, Lori bent down and went in for that first epic kiss, no matter if he approved of it or not. He must accept her gift, and everything that comes with it.

Right before their lips met, a familiar, rumbling noise hit their ears once again.

The siblings held onto each other tight as their whole environment quaked for a moment.

When it ceased, they spotted the leader of the Autobots looking through the open window. He became a familiar face over time, and had the tendency to show up uninvited much like the damn Kool-Aid Man.

"Whoa, it's Optimus Prime!" Lincoln said excitedly.

"Hey, kid, use this." He proposed, handing him a medium sized condom.

"Wait, am I supposed to put this on my thing?" The boy asked as he received it.

"Yeah, that's what it's for, Lincoln." Lori mentioned.

"Always practice safe sex, it will help prevent sexually transmitted diseases and unwanted pregnancy. Seriously, don't have kids. I already know how they'll turn out and they're pretty bad. Plus, you'll just have a bunch of degenerates arguing and debating over their entire existence online. Fuck!"

"Ohh..." The boy replied, quirking his brow. He understood the gist of the Optimus Prime's advice, however, that last part confused him to bits.

Shaking that off, Lincoln looked at Lori, she seemed to be yearning to get this ship underway.

Entirely accepting both gifts, he redirected his attention to the robotic man and spoke the magic words. "Thank you."

"Stay safe, kids." Optimus Prime said with a nod before leaving them be.

Lincoln and Lori spent the rest of the night screwing hard while remembering the robot's advice; practice safe sex and don't have sin kids.