Ok, as promised, the sequel to WTF, attack of the plot bunnies. It just so happens, I'm reading a really raunchy romance novel and I had this gloriously evil idea to make this 25 ONESHOT Romance fics. Same thing as WTF, if you see a plot bunny that you want to use, go for it! There are tons of super skilled fanfic writers out there and I have gotten several requests to "finish" the cliffhangers. So, I've decided to issue an offical challenge. Pick a plot, any plot that appeals to you. There is only one rule. You have to have the word WTF somewhere in the title, so that people know its part of the challenge. ANYTHING goes, that means you can take my plot idea and twist it any way you want. It can be as long or as short as you want it, from a ONESHOT to a multi chapter fic. I would rather not have my fic deleted, so I'm throwing in here that it has to follow the guidelines. I am challenging you to finish what I've started. So all you lovely fan fic writers out there. Get crackin.

WARNING: MAJOR SLASH, SMUT AND ALL SORTS OF OTHER GOODIES! THERE WILL BE SUBJECT MATTER IN HERE VERY CLOSE TO BEING LEMONS, LIMES, CROSS DRESSING AND VERY POSSIBLY RAPE! For those of you new to fanfiction termonlogy, that means SEXUAL CONTENT. If you can't handle that, stop reading now.

I dunno where this will go, but it's going to be toe curling...

No worries, I will try to keep this Rated T...

Chapter One- Wet Dream...

Sunstreaker was happy. Oh Primus was he happy. There, curled up in his lap, purring like a glitch-kitten, was the sexiest Femme on Cybertron. She pouted seductively and ran her fingers down his chest plate, circling just above his spark, which jumped at the contact, sending shock waves of pleasure through his systems as he struggled to keep his processors from glitching. If he played his cards right, he would be interfacing tonight.

"So handsome... Come here often?"

Primus almighty, even her voice was sexy. He posed himself perfectly to show off his gorgeous face and purred softly, making his voice into a silk dagger that had never failed to cut through a Femme like a hot knife through butter.

"Only when your here beautiful. What's your name?"

She purred, running her tongue across her top lip and leaned forward, her beautiful blue optics burning into his invitingly. She whispered, before nibbling on his audio receptor. He fought back a gasp as his already very excited system shuddered. "Whatever you want it to be... "

"I'm Sunstreaker... Tell me, did it hurt?"

"Did what hurt?"

"When you fell from the matrix and into my lap..."

She silenced him with a kiss, almost threatening to overload him right there in the middle of the bar, then giggled, pouting out her pretty bottom lip and leaning back slightly, giving him perfect view of her well endowed chest plate. Oh sweet Primus, if he could interface with her he could die a happy mech.

"I'm your angel baby... Now, are you going to talk me to to death or shall we go somewhere?"

There was a god. Sunstreaker thanked him graciously for making him the irresistible femme magnet he was and got up, tenderly taking her hand and leading her through the crowd.

She slammed him onto the recharge berth and he groaned as she burried her tongue on his mouth. Oh PRIMUS could she kiss. He gasped as he struggled to regain control of his highly aroused systems. Gears whirred, grinding and screaming with need as she ran her hands along his chassis, digging into sensitive wiring with almost frenzied passion. He forced his spazzing processor to function, if she kept this up he was going to overload and it simply wouldn't do anything for his reputation if he did so before her.

Grinning, he returned the favor, a satisfied smirk crossing his face as she shuddered against him, moaning softly. Rolling her underneath him, he trailed kisses down her chest plate, stopping to circle certain spots with the tip of his tongue as his fingers caressed every nook and cranny of her chassis, stroking her struts tenderly, before moving his hand upwards, gently circling her interface port with a fingertip. She gasped, crying out.

"Please... Oh... OOOH... SUNSTREAKER...OOOOOOH..."

He almost overloaded with pleasure as her hand slid down his abdomen towards the slot where his Interface cable was, then blinked in confusion as she stopped abruptly.

"Sunstreaker... Where's your interface cable?"

Confusion turned to horror as he looked down. There, where his interface cable should have been, was a gaping hole. Carved into the dented metal above it, were the words...

"Ratchet Was Here"

Sideswipe woke so fast he fell out of his bunk as the sounds of Sunstreaker's hysterical screaming filled the room. Scowling furiously, he kicked his thrashing brother.

"SUNNY! WAKE THE FRAG UP!"

Sunstreaker's blue optic's flickered on as he jerked out of stasis, then widened as he gasped, his systems revving with panic as he slid his hands between his legs, frantically feeling for his interface cable. Sideswipe kicked him again, a look of concern on his face as he stared down at his obviously glitching brother.

"First your screaming, now your feeling yourself up? I think something's wrong with your processor. I'm gonna go get Ratchet."

This time, Sunstreakers screams woke the entire base.