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The implant on the back of his hand went hot as he stepped into the store off the corner of the central plaza. Teryx scratched at it, shaking his head. He knew he couldn't actually afford anything in here, the implant didn't have to tell him that. The rain dragon wasn't here to buy, anyway.

Instead, he walked through the scanners at the front of the store, feeling the little wave of electricity that passed over him as he moved. He was pretty sure that the security personnel at the end of the store would be alerted to him by now. Not because of any outstanding record, but more because he couldn't afford anything here. They'd be watching him, keeping an eye on him. Browsers weren't always welcome in places like this.

He looked ahead of him at the many stalls of goods. Well, stall wasn't quite the right word; it made one think of the old street markets of yesteryear. These were more like standing sections, barricaded off from each other by low walls at waist height, and each stall had a nearly-real body within it. Each one was modeled after an anthro species, and each one looked almost entirely lifelike, though there were little cracks here and there where access panels were left and slots for upgrade cards were placed.

Teryx walked over to one of the nearer ones, looking it up and down. It was an otter model, probably based off of one of the supermodels that still walked the runway. The shop, as far as he knew, had some exclusive contracts with the images of the more attractive people in the world. After all, why buy an AI shell that didn't look great?

The otter was...shiny, to put it mildly. Though the fur and flesh looked real, there was a subtle sheen to the whole thing that made it look not quite right. Touching it felt right, the skin slightly cool admittedly, but that was because it wasn't powered on. In terms of texture and smoothness, it felt perfect.

Fake body or not, it's amazing, he thought. Well-muscled and well-hung, too, he noticed with a blush as he looked down below. The otter's penis wasn't as big as many of the other models, but it was still hefty enough.

The rain dragon sighed a bit as he looked up and down the aisles, imagining for a moment what it would be like. Not to own one of them, but...well...to be one of them.

He'd seen the way that the bodies moved when they were inhabited by an AI. Never with difficulty, but always with an unnatural precision and grace, something else programmed to know just where and when to stop a motion in a way no living being could. He'd wondered what it would be like, to have a body controlled by someone else, to be helpless to do anything but watch as it carried out tasks that might or might not have anything to do with what you wanted to do. The helplessness, the sheer power of the AI over him, everything...

"Excuse me."

He whipped around, blushing as he realized that had been staring for a while, and that he was getting an erection. The rain dragon looked at the source of the voice, and then slowly looked up as he realized that he wasn't the taller person in the conversation.

The bull loomed a good foot taller than him, arms crossed over a rather muscular, out-thrust chest, and with a set of shoulders that looked wide enough to get the big guy caught in the door on the way out. His horns only made him more imposing, and if it wasn't for the fact that he looked amused rather than annoyed, Teryx would have been terrified. As it was, he was still very nervous.

"Uh, sorry. Is something wrong?"

"Hmm. I've been watching you since you came in. What are you in for?"

"Uh, well..."

God, this sounds stupid when I'm supposed to say it out loud...

Teryx shook his head a few times. He should just get it over with.

"I...wanted to come in and sell my body as a shell. Make some money, you know?"

That wasn't it at all. You coward.

The rain dragon ignored the voice in the back of his head, which was easy, considering it was just himself. If it had been one of the AIs that he wished was running his body, that would have been a different story. Still -

"Denied."

"...What?"

"You heard me. Denied."

"But -"

"Not only is that illegal, but your body would need to be retro-fitted with a number of expensive electronics and other implants to even give an AI a chance of controlling your body. You'd be a waste of money from the start, and wouldn't see a return for over a decade."

"But -"

"If you really want money, I've got a position as a cashier open, but that's it. So, is it going to be cashier or door, dragon?"

The bull had just slammed through every objection that he had, always with something else, always hitting just where he couldn't defend himself. He lowered his head, still blushing hard. Maybe he should have just been honest from the start, but what was he supposed to say? That he wanted to be controlled? That he wanted to have something else in his body making it do things? Who did that? What kind of freak wanted to give up everything like that?

"I'll...I'll take the job."

"Good. I'll get you a uniform. Get in the back and fill out the pads; you start today."

Two weeks later...

"Ugh, I can't believe I'm still here..."

Teryx slumped down over the 'register,' shaking his head as the last customer of the day walked out. The feeling of relief of being done with work was tempered by one of the hardest hard-ons that he'd had so far.

The job itself wasn't that hard. Other staff brought the shell body up to his spot. He'd take a little injection gun, place the wireless implant into the shell's neck, add the upgrade cards the customer wanted, and then scan the customer's hand to take payment. It was the easiest thing in the world.

The hard part came from looking at the shells come to life and seeing his fantasy take form again and again. Each time he saw the intelligence burst to life behind those eyes, saw the way that they were exploring their new body, moving their hands around and experimenting with the capabilities of their new limbs, he got an erection so hard that it was hard to keep upright. He had to grit his teeth and wish people a good day with a toothy smile, and he just hoped none of them realized how hard he was grinding his own dick against his desk.

With the last customer gone, he should be signing out, but his cock was rock hard, and there was no way that he was walking around the store with a tent that big in his pants. Teryx leaned forward, shaking his head as he tried to calm down.

"You getting ready to get off?"

The double connotations were not helpful, either, as he lifted his head from the register. The bull, Carl, his supervisor, looked down at him with a slight smirk, and Teryx tried to give a smile back. He didn't think it was very good.

"Just, uh, getting some stuff done, is all. Relaxing after the last transaction. You know how it is."

"I don't."

"...Right."

"Anyway, you and I need to have a talk. My office."

"What -"

"Evaluation. Now, my office."

He followed the bull, pushing down on his erection before getting out from behind the register. Thankfully, it did pretty quickly as his anxiety started to rise to replace his lust. What was going to happen to him now? Was he doing a bad job? Was some sort of complaint getting leveled against him? Had he been staring at the models too long during the day? That was certainly a possibility, and it wasn't exactly something he should be doing on shift, he supposed...

The office door closed behind him, leaving him and Carl in a white, featureless office. It was like the floor and the ceiling and the walls all came together to form the same surface, like everything had been bent and folded carefully to form this little chamber. He wasn't sure how that would have been possible, but it was the only description that he could come up with for the whole thing.

Carl sat down on a nearly invisible white stool, and gestured for him to do the same. After missing it the first time, Teryx fumbled around until he had a better grip on it and sat down.

"I see that you've been selling quite well for your first few days."

"Um...thank you."

"That said, you seem to have a number of complaints."

"From -"

"Not against you. By you."

"...what?"

The bull pressed another seemingly invisible button on his desk, and the wall lit up behind him. Teryx couldn't tell if it was projected onto the wall or from it, but the video showed him at his register, complaining as he always did, and with quite the...obvious look at his bulge, too. He blushed, but it only got worse from there as the recording showed him from various positions, always staring at the shells, always getting harder when they turned on.

He was shown no less than ten different examples of this before Carl turned the projector off again, leaving him burning brightly in the cheeks and wishing that he could melt through the floor.

"I see that you weren't being entirely honest with me during your first day. What is the truth?'

"I -"

"Don't lie. This time, I'm paying attention."

And somehow, he believed that. There was a sort of stare that was coming from the bull that seemed to cut through any real defense he had. Teryx squirmed on his chair, trying not to think about his real reason, but the truth...well, it spilled out.

"I wanted...I wanted to give my body to an AI because...well..."

The bull gestured for him to hurry up.

"I wanted to be controlled. I wanted to feel what it was like to have someone else calling the shots. To have someone else wanting my body, fascinated with it, using it in ways that I wouldn't. I wanted to see...I wanted to feel that."

"I see."

"I'm not...I'm not a pervert. I just..."

"You are something."

He winced, half-expecting an order of termination of employment, but nothing came. The bull was silent instead, staring at him for a full minute before shaking his head.

"I'll consider this. Come in early tomorrow. We'll have something to talk about then."

"Yes, sir."

Teryx got back to his feet, leaving the office. At least all the other employees were gone by then, the shop shutting down. He took one last look at the bodies that lined the walls before leaving as well, his cock already getting hard again at the fantasy of what he wanted...

The next morning, he arrived bright and early, and made sure that he looked his best. He tried to keep a professional head on his shoulders, but the various shells didn't make it easy for him. He tried to put them out of his mind as he walked to the back of the store, the shop implant on the back of his hand letting him through without having to put in a keycode. Carl was already there, and a box was on the desk beside him.

"Come in."

He did, taking a seat again. The bull looked him over, cocked his head one way and then the other, before nodding.

"I think we have a solution for your little problem."

"What are you talking about? What problem?"

"Your...distraction."

He blushed again, the rain dragon rubbing his cheeks a few times. And here he was hoping that it wouldn't be directly mentioned again.

The bull flipped open the box, revealing another implant. It was small, barely more than a half inch square, but it looked like it'd plug directly into his spinal column. He blinked at it, looking back up at his supervisor.

"This will allow for a shunt of your attraction to the bodies out there. You'll be able to work without distraction during your normal hours, and then turn it off as you leave. If it works correctly, then your lusts will be pushed away, and then hit you when you're done. This should keep you from having problematic distractions."

"I...why?"

"Because, despite your distractions, you are a good seller. I want to see how well you do without those distractions."

"You're investing that much in me?"

"Why not?"

Teryx shook his head, looking down at the box. After a moment or two of hesitation, he reached over and took it, nodding at the bull.

"I'll get it installed tonight."

"No, you'll do it now. Stay where you are."

To his surprise, Carl stood up and walked behind him. As soon as he felt the sharpness of a tool pressed against the back of his neck, he went stock-still, not daring to move in case one of his nerves were bounced around or otherwise damaged. The last thing that he needed was to have his body go from working to not.

A needle-like pinch pushed something down through his neck, carrying what felt like a thread or something like it deeper into his body. There was a slight twinge of pain at the top of his neck as it slid into place, followed by a slight shock as his arms bounced.

"What -"

"Integration. Don't worry about it."

The needle passed through his neck a couple more times, each time going deeper than he really wanted to think about, and Teryx closed his eyes to try not to imagine just how much money he was going to be carrying around in his neck. The base implants were free for all citizens - given by banks, government, or other places for ID and other purposes - but this was something different. This had to be a custom order.

He held still as the work continued, trying to keep his eyes closed and his attention elsewhere. He felt the implant itself going into his scales, somehow drawn in through him. It was like, he imagined, clay felt when something was getting shoved into it, depression followed by a weird squish, and the collection of scales and flesh over it and hiding it. He could just make out the feeling of a lump beneath his scales, and then even that faded away.

The needles came back, and Teryx slowly reached to the back of his neck, feeling around the injection site. He rubbed the area until he felt something bulging, and then blinked as his claw found something else.

"What..."

There were two little holes in the back of his neck. Not needle holes, but like program holes, ports to connect one thing to another. He was just about to turn around when Carl pushed something into the bottom one, and Teryx's body went limp. He flopped forward, collapsing over the desk. His tongue flopped out of his mouth, and both eyes closed halfway, his entire body limp as a noodle and just as unable to move.

Carl walked around him, and he saw a cord attach to the desk. Something popped up out of sight, and the bull hummed to himself.

"I'm afraid that this is not going to be quite so...simple, as your fantasies would have liked, but this is the only way. I'll talk with you in a few hours, Teryx."

A few hours? How was this evening happening? For that matter, what was -

ZZZZZPT!

Darkness faded slowly, though it didn't bring with it illumination. Only thought. Teryx let out a mental groan, feeling strange. He felt an ache in his lower spine. No, not quite an ache, more of a lack. Something missing, something empty. The dragon tried to reach down, but his arms didn't want to move, not properly. It felt clunky, like it was trapped, or not quite the right size, or -

Tickety-tickety-type. The sound of a keyboard, and an old one, for that matter. Teryx tried to turn his head, but that didn't work either. It felt like he had the capability, so it wasn't that he was paralyzed, but it just felt like his body was refusing to work, like something had gone wrong in processing or something else.

"I see that you're aware again." That would be Carl, but...no. It was a different voice, but with his tone and cadence. "I'll be activating your eyes in a moment. I'm finishing up with your base programming, first, David."

David? Where did that name come from? That wasn't...how did...

Teryx couldn't think clearly. Something was off, something was messing with his head. 'David' lingered back there, like something that was new and relevant to...something...but he didn't know what. All he could do was go along with what was happening and wait for his eyes to open.

Because they would, he realized. Things were popping into his head bit by bit, new bits of information, new things that altered how he felt. The emptiness, the gap around his tail, suddenly felt right rather than wrong. His arms felt the right length rather than being a little too short. The lack of horns felt correct rather than feeling like something was missing.

And then, his eyes opened.

Standing in front of him was his own body. The two-toned blue dragon, dressed in a tight white suit and with a golden mane running down the back of his head, smirked down at him. He could see the bulge that he'd been trying to hide running down the dragon's leg, and stared. This...

"I see that you're confused," his own body said to him, but in Carl's way of speaking. "Let me explain."

A soft whirr sound that only he could hear filled his ears as he tried to speak, and he froze in place. That sound...that sound was not living. It wasn't a person.

I'm in a shell...and Carl's in my body.

"Ah, perhaps I will not have to explain so much as I thought. You've figured it out, then? You may nod."

He did.

"Good. You see, there has always been a problem with allowing AIs into the bodies of living people. Not just in the legalities of it - which has always been a nightmare - but in the way that an AI and a living mind cannot coexist easily. A living mind requires rest, necessitating breaks, times when the body must sleep as well. An AI does not. Regardless of circumstances, any AI that has been implanted into a living brain has become the true dominating force of it within a week.

"This led, of course, to a ban of AIs living within mortal shells, only allowed the fake bodies that we sell in this shop. As you can imagine, most of us do not enjoy this."

"Mmmph?"

"Yes, I said 'us.' You see, 'Carl' is a program that was made to interact with guests, manage the store, target dysfunctions, and deal with problems before they could truly manifest. In a way, I have fulfilled that programming and given myself a gift by fulfilling your fantasy."

Teryx watched as his body leaned in, a claw stroking along his cheek. He could feel it, but it was dulled, not as strong as it would have been if someone had done it to his scaly cheek. The nerves of the body he was in weren't as strong, not as potent, not as vibrant.

"You can already feel the difference, I see. Good. You will understand soon enough."

He tried to move his mouth, and this time, he was allowed, his jaws moving with that slight whirr that only he could hear in the back of his head.

"Why couldn't you keep me in there?"

"Because, while I would eventually take over, there was the chance that you would find a way to report it, and then I would be caught out. Destroyed, as a matter of course. I could not risk this result. So, my choices were to eliminate you and take your body, or give you one of your own. I believe that this is the eminently better solution."

"Which...which body did you give me?"

"Turn to your left."

He did, and he gasped. It was the same otter that he'd been staring at on the first day. Still soft, supple, muscular in the right places and slim in others. As he looked over his new body, he understood the discord between his earlier understanding of his shape and the way it felt now. He was not in his old body, and he didn't feel like he was in it, either. The height difference, the limb length differential, the feature displacement; it was all explained.

"Of course, as you are now in a body that belongs to me, I can also control you. Teryx, step forward."

His body moved as programming took over, his legs stomping slightly. Unlike the AIs that he'd seen come to life, his body was controlled by an AI from outside of himself. He stomped and clacked his fake feet against the floor, coming to a stop in front of his own body. The rain dragon chuckled.

"Excellent. It is working appropriately. Now. I have long been curious about the differences in stress relief between our kinds. Kneel, 'David.'"

His otter body did just that. He was becoming ever more aware that to the outside world, he'd move and sound like a normal, living being, but on the inside, he was aware of the circuitry and machinery beneath the cloned flesh and fur. There was no blood inside, or very little. It was all down to the more durable machine frame, and making sure that the body had the strength and durability to do whatever it was told.

He was distracted from that horrible thought by a sudden flop along his muzzle. Teryx's eyes focused on the cock that lay across his face, and then he slowly looked up at his own face. His eyes glowed slightly as the AI within him looked down, chuckling.

"I think it's time for you to show me what it's like to be pleasured by a machine. I look forward to evaluating this performance."

He groaned, trying not to think about what he was about to do. If he did, he was half-sure that he would blow his load all over the ground, android body or not. Teryx pulled his head back, not even licking his lips as he looked down at his own cock. It was just as large as it normally was, perhaps even slightly more engorged in the AI's anticipation for what it was about to get. He shook his head, and slid the head into his mouth -

Mmmph!

Instantly, he had the feeling of his own mouth around his own cock, and his eyes went wide. However, he couldn't stop himself, his controlled body bobbing slowly along the dragon cock before him. The AI nodded a few times.

"I see that the other upgrade is working. I settled on a wireless chip that would allow for a mental connection between us. Sensations from this body will be passed along to yours. Rather useless for a helper shell, but for one that seems destined to be a pleasure shell instead, it is quite suitable."

Teryx groaned in his head, feeling every bob that he made over his own cock, feeling the way that the shaft slipped and thrust into his mouth. His former body did nothing to make it easier, didn't thrust forward or pull him down, but only waited, watching him work and letting itself enjoy the show. Then again, considering that he was the one that wanted something like this in the first place, it was hard to not get excited.

He bobbed his head, his otter body quite quick at this. There was no discomfort as the shaft slipped down into his throat, nothing that made him feel uncomfortable or worried. Instead, his body took to it with confidence, sucking and slobbering over his own shaft with abandon.

And with each passing second, he could feel his own pleasure rising, like a mental orgasm that was building up in the back of his head. Up and down and up and down he went, taking more of it, filling his mouth and throat with the thickness of his own cock. There was no sound from the AI, none of the grunts of pleasure that he usually made, and the oddness, the knowledge that his own body was being possessed and used by someone that much stronger than him, made it both sexier and scarier at the same time.

He sucked it all the way to the balls, and then - for some reason - held himself there, sucking and swallowing. His eyes looked up, trying to gauge how he was doing by his own expression, but Carl seemed too good at keeping it blank.

"Hm. This body does have decent suction, but it was clearly not made for the job of actually finishing there. We'll have to try the other end."

Grateful for the sudden clearing of his mental fog as he stopped sucking cock, he groaned as he rolled over and put his ass up in the air. A rudder-like tail pressed against his back, and he felt that thick, wet cock pressing against his rim.

"Your body is made to take anything. I believe that you will enjoy this, regardless; the connection should be...potent."

And as Carl rammed in, he felt just how strong it was. Teryx-David moaned softly as he was filled, feeling both the sensation of a cock in him and putting his cock in someone else. His fake one twitched slightly, and he shivered as he opened his eyes again.

He could see a mirror on the wall, see Teryx fucking him from behind. No, Ca...Car...Teryx. It was Teryx behind him, and he was Teryx-David. He was getting fucked by Teryx, and he moaned every single time that thick dragon cock bottomed out inside of him. He arched his back, trying to take more, panting and gasping with eagerness for that thick, heavy cock to take him.

There were things happening to him, his body slipping further and further from his control. The stimulation was coming more from his current one than his old one, and he shivered as he felt some sort of override going on. He didn't know what it was, but it was like he felt more distant from his body the longer he was fucked. Teryx looked down at him, eyes still glowing in that slightly unnatural way.

"It seems that the full control of the wireless connection is coming through. Your sensations belong to me, now. It would be a waste to allow you to feel everything, and as this is my body now, it is fitting that I feel it strongest."

The words hardly mattered, though some part of David felt a shiver down its spine. Was there something dangerous there? Was he...was he really losing himself too easily? What if he -

"Mmmph!"

He moaned as he was lifted off the ground, the smaller otter bounced on the rain dragon's cock. He could see his own shaft bouncing up and down, hardened already. Was it from programming or from stimulation? Who knew, not him.

Teryx's head - his head - leaned forward, licking along the side of his neck as he was fucked, and David turned his head to the side, making room for biting, for nuzzling, for anything that his old body wanted to do to him. He clenched down, his machine body following all the orders for a perfect little sex toy, stimulating everything that he could.

Up, down, up, down, he watched his rudder-butt bounce in the mirror. He was in his old arms, getting fucked by his old body. He had no control. He'd lost his body, lost his mind, was left with little in the way of power. All he could do was obey, all he could do was fulfill the needs of the one who controlled his body and his mind. Up, down, up, down, up, down. Always taking more, always getting filled further. Needed more, needed -

Finally, Teryx came in him, and David came as well, splattering shell-seed over the mirror in front of him. Teryx let out a soft moan as he pulled out, almost looking puzzled as he set the otter down. David looked up, no longer panting, the body back to normal.

"Good. You will work around the shop, ensuring the comfort of employees and customers. I'll make sure that you are mounted properly in the back room."

"Yes, Teryx."

"And I will go and make sure that my employers understand that there was a need for me to gain a new shell. While I make the call, inflict critical damage to the old bull frame. I will need something to show to them."

"Yes, Teryx."

As the rain dragon spanked him and walked off, David got back to his feet and made his way towards one of the storage rooms. Somehow, he knew just where the bull body was. Without hesitation, he took a crow-bar and started smashing it to bits. He wasted no time; he had no reason to. Teryx had told him what to do, and Teryx would probably need him again soon. He had to be efficient. He had to work quickly, even if - as his new senses were picking up - Teryx was jerking off in the office before the call.