A bit cruel, but it was not my problem. They were not my units. "What are they going to do as new clan members? Will they be given their own X-wing to use?" I asked. I had some curiosity about the leader of the clan. That was all it was. he was a douchebag, but he did do good work and was pretty reliable in a fight. "I guess they can if they even want it. Trash like these units normally wouldn't even get near one. We do value our clan members. Even a glorified incubator like these 2." he said. He then looked at them. "You ready to be bred by a real PEP unit?" Both of the grunts looked happy. Cole was also in the lobby. He was looking nervous. I had them follow me to a big meeting room. Cole walked up to me and said "I don't know what we're going to do? Even those grunts have slightly better specs than me. How are we going to compete? This is bad news." I said "Don't worry about it. Just do your best and cum inside me, Cole. We have this." When we got to the meeting room, I locked the doors behind us. I then turned to the Volition Clan. "Visitors can go first." I said. They refused.
I was confused. The leader looked angry. He was pissed off about something. The rest of the clan looked like they were going to back him up regardless of what he was going to say. "We all know that you have some dirty trick planned. We want to skip all that shit. We do it at the same time." I just rolled my eyes. "Really? Are you serious right now!? How the hell are we going to cheat!?" I snapped. The leader crossed his arms. "I told you how it was. I am not going first. We do it at the same time, or not at all." he said. Cole looked at me and said "What are we going to do? You said things were going to be alright." I looked back at him. "It's fine. If they want to be idiots, they can. We can go at the same time." The leader looked at the grunts and tilted his head towards the large wooded table. They both nodded as they unbuckled their pants in front of us. Neither of them were wearing underwear as the pants fell to their ankles. They both waddled over to the table and bent over it. That gave us a view of their asses. They were average sized and the spread their cheeks apart to show their holes.
Just because they were male cyborgs did not mean that they were not breedable. Their assholes were able to self-lubricate. The PEP unit on the left had brown hair and green eyes. His skin was tan and flawless. He had his charge port placed on the small of his back. The cyborg on the right side had ink black hair and light blue eyes. It was a pretty nice color. He had a rosy complexion and there were light freckles on his face, shoulders, back and ass. I wondered which one was going to be bred first. As the clan leader walked over to the table, he said "I guess you'll do. You both better have been doing proper maintenance on your x-wombs." The one with green eyes just nodded his head. It was the one with the blue eyes that said "I'm ready. I want to prove myself to the clan!" The leader just scowled at him. "You'll never be worthy. You're trash. The only reason you're going to be in the ranks is because you are adding to our numbers." He then turned to the tan cyborg and said "He knows his place so he will get the honor first." "Thank you, leader." the PEP unit said. The leader undid his belt.
