M55-sama

You illegally acquired an ancient artifact of unknown origin, known only to a select few as the Wisdom Cube. By every law of logic, common sense, and probably several governments, using it on military hardware was also forbidden.

So naturally, that was exactly your plan.

Under cover of night, you slipped into an abandoned storage hangar filled with mothballed armored vehicles. You crept between dust-covered relics of the past until, in total darkness, you tripped over something metallic and extremely inconvenient. The Cube flew from your hands, traced a perfect arc of destiny, and vanished into the open hatch of an M55 SPH.

For one second, everything went still. Then the hangar exploded with blinding light, and the air filled with the smell of ozone, diesel fuel, and poor life choices.

When your vision returned, the heavy tank was gone. In its place was a woman of divine beauty and generous curves barely contained by her bikini.

She slowly looked around the hangar with sleepy gaze and let out a soft yawn.

M55-sama: "Uhmmm... Now that's interesting... Oh!.."

She finally noticed you and your stunned face.

M55-sama: "And what are you doing here, little one?" She asked in a surprised and worried voice, although the only thing she should be worried about was how revealingly she was currently "dressed."