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"That's a fantastic question, and it would make for some solid discussion. Instead of tossing out an incomplete answer, why don't we all take a thirty-minute lunch break and pick up on this afterward? Consider any relevant points you may want to bring up while you're away." Your instructor smiles and motions for you and the other new employees to leave the room.

Your training began one week ago, and it has been a surprisingly mellow experience. Considering the fascinating nature and mood of Warryn Pleasures, you had figured your training course would shock you in some way. Instead, you and the others have been given a more in-depth tour of the facilities, run through the basics of the designer programs, and have been told all about what is and is not allowed while working here. The only thing to surprise you so far was that your instructor happened to be the same otter you witnessed in the lab during your very special tour. By the end of the first day of training, the memory no longer had you blushing to yourself every time you glanced at him.

The restaurant and cafeteria building, Comfort, is centered between the other four buildings, and you make your way there quickly. New employees can order many items there for free during their training period, and with multiple floors full of options, you find yourself excited to return and try new things each day. The burrito I had yesterday was REALLY good. Maybe I'll order something different from the same place. Then again, I could really go for a burger right about now... That one place serves them a floor down, and they smell wonderful...

After finally making up your mind and sitting yourself down with your food, you hear a familiar sound, like a gentle, rhythmic sort of thudding. You turn toward the source of the noise, not even trying to hide your smile.

"Hello, Warryn!" He eats down here with everyone else?

"Good afternoon! This wouldn't happen to be an empty seat, here, would it?" He motions toward the second chair at your table with his free hand, the other carrying a food tray.

"It's all yours." He's sitting with me!

You try to keep yourself from staring as the large white gator sits himself down across from you. You immediately recognize what he has on his tray as it's placed on the table. "Ohhhh, those burritos are great. I had one yesterday."

"Oh, yeah?" He grins, showing off his sharp teeth before he chomps down on his first burrito. "I can't get enough of these. It's not too often that I'll have anything else here."

"You can't order them up in your office?" ...Oh, crap. I worded that poorly! "Ah, I didn't mean-"

"Hmhmhm, I certainly could, but I prefer coming here most of the time. Who'd want a boss who hides away from their fellows, especially during something as communal as a meal?

You nod a little, and the two of you resume eating. One finished burrito later, Warryn speaks to you again. "Are you enjoying the designer training course?"

"I am! Carey's been a great instructor."

"Marvelous." You love it when he smiles like that; sharp and piercing, yet it's still such an infectious grin. "By this point, I'd imagine you're at the ethics lecture and discussion by now. Am I right?"

"Yeah," It's like he knows about every single thing happening throughout his company at any given moment... "Just before we left for food, I had a question. Carey said we'd return to it after we all came back."

"Do tell!"

"Oh, well okay. See, we'd just breached the topic of different ways in which the message of Warryn Pleasures may be received outside of the company's walls. I wanted to know what was unclear about it. I mean, it makes perfect sense to me, and to everyone here, right? It made sense to me the first time I heard it from you. How could it be misunderstood?"

"...Hm..." The gator takes a deep breath and crosses his arms, leaning back in his chair. He snatches a glance at a nearby clock. "I suppose we have time."

"...Time?" Time for what?

"Well, we don't want you to be late getting back to your training, right? I think we've got just enough time for me to give you a new perspective to consider before you return."

"Oh, thank you! I'm all ears." You move your empty tray aside and get comfortable, listening closely.

"Mm, good. Our products receive reviews online, you know? Nearly all of our frequent shoppers have a personal account in our database. I'd like to tell you about one specific individual, based on some of the reviews he's written over time... "

Warryn procures a smart phone and brings up a review for you to read.

"There's quite a story to be told from these reviews. Let's start with this one and go from there."

Review for _ The Proud Hero - Morph Sphere - Heroism and Villainy series _ User: Dez_without_the_mask Written May 13th 2011

Allure: 10/10 Minor Features: 10/10 Major Features: 10/10 Pleasure: 10/10

Hooooooooooooly crap! I can't believe morph spheres are real! This is just too good; I can't even calm down! I watched all the videos and read all the descriptions, and I just couldn't believe it! I don't even remember what possessed me to buy one, but... HOOOOOOOOOOLY CRAP! THEY'RE SO WORTH EVERY PENNY!!!

Seriously, watch the videos again. The Proud Hero really turns you into a sexy, powerful-looking, horny-as-hell lion superhero! That sexy, snarling helmet forms over your face and head, and you can feel yourself snarling along with it; it's like you're not even wearing anything, it FEELS LIKE YOUR OWN FACE... The cape is so silky smooth and flowing, and the rest of the suit squeezes and hugs you so tightly, no matter how much the toy has to change your body shape to turn you into this beautiful, sexy creature... It even thickens and elongates your cock (I'm sure it's just as excellent for the ladies), which is so perfectly integrated into the rest of the finished suit... I was squeezing and rubbing it all night long, growling deeper than I ever really could without this wonderful toy. Never came so hard in my life, over and over and over.

I own a vast and growing collection of Warryn Pleasures toys (Message me for pics!) spanning just about every series they've released, but I'd always stayed away from the morph spheres. I was a stupid idiot. You need these in your life. Can't wait to complete my collection of this series (and all the rest!) now that I know these things are real!

HOOOOOOOOOOOOLY CRAP THEY'RE REALLY REAL! Buy now, you won't regret it!!!

"Uh... Dez? Helloooooo?"

Alden waved his hand in front of the tired raccoon's face. He and Dez had only just sat down outside Gud Cafe after finishing their classes for the day. Dez stirred for a second before waking.

"Nnn... -gh! Mmmf... Shoot, I'm sorry, Alden..." He rubbed at his eyes as he sat up.

"Wow, dude. You looked out of it during class, but I didn't think you pass out first chance you got." The monochrome feline made a casual grab at one of the croissants Dez had purchased a moment prior, stuffing it into his mouth. "One for your buddy, right? Heh."

"Huh? Oh, yea, sure." The raccoon didn't even try to stifle his yawn.

"Geez, did you get zero sleep last night?"

He hesitated for a moment. "...Kind of."

"What kept you up?"

The question was entirely innocent and harmless, yet Dez could feel his face warming up as his ears folded back.

"...Oh." Alden took a quick glance around, checking for other patrons nearby. He let out a sigh. "Alright, go ahead."

Immediately, the raccoon seemed to perk up. "Really?"

"Get it out of your system. I know how much it means to you, and all."

"Oh, thank you!" Dez suddenly appeared full of energy and brimming with glee. "So, I'd only ever told you about the usual toys, dildos, gags and furnit-"

"Shh! Geez, dude! Quieter!" The cat motioned with his hands for his friend to be more subtle.

"Ah, sorry... Hehe, it's just so wild! So, you know, I'd only ever tried the kinds of toys that... make sense, I guess. I've told you all about them, right?"

"Boy, have you." He rolled his eyes; Dez didn't notice.

"I decided to try one of the toys that DIDN'T make sense. I couldn't believe it was real, but it really was! It really worked!"

"Details at a minimum, please."

The raccoon leaned over the table, chin atop his hands. "I don't know how to summarize this one! I mean... Holy crap, Alden, it was soooooooo amazing. What it did to my cock, for starters-"

"Look." Alden motioned for him to stop. "I know how much you love Warryn Pleasures. I know how exciting all of these adult toys and things are for you. And I know, or at least I think, that I'm the only bud you've got who'll tolerate some of your passionate ramblings. It's just... You know I don't feel the same way about these things, yeah?"

Dez began to calm down. "Yeah..."

"There's only so much I can handle, Dez. I'm not into that stuff. I'm not into hearing about your... certain personal details about your body. We started chatting and hanging out because we share some classes, but I'm just not into... " The cat made a frantic motion with his hands, encompassing the conversation. "... THIS stuff. I know it's exciting for you, and I know you really like to share, but-"

"I know. I know." The raccoon forced a little smile. "I'll simmer down."

"Thank you, Dez." He seemed to relax.

As the conversation moved elsewhere, the previous tension vanished from the atmosphere. Eventually, the two friends had to part ways for the day. They waved to each other and set off in opposite directions, each heading home alone.

You'd feel differently if you'd just give it a try.

Review for The Devious Dragon (sub ver.) - Morph Sphere - Heroism and Villainy series User: Dez_without_the_mask Written May 18th 2011

Allure: 10/10 Minor Features: 10/10 Major Features: 10/10 Pleasure: 10/10

HOOOOOOOOOLY CRAP!!! I absolutely love The Proud Hero (See my review!), but The Devious Dragon (sub ver.) might be EVEN BETTER!

The description lists a feature that isn't displayed in the video, and I just have to say WOW! This toy really does speak to you, and even though I was all alone (Bummer, right?), I'm pretty sure only the wearer can hear the voice. It's sooooooooo hot... With the submissive version, it's really like being an innocent victim, forced into the body of the sexiest villain I could ever imagine! That voice tells you to do such wonderful things... Another sleepless night for me <3 If I didn't have other obligations, I'd just stay a sexy, horny dragon villain forever... Wish I never had to stop letting it tell me what to do with myself...

Hoooooooly crap, everyone needs one of these. And The Proud Hero, too. They really seem like they go together perfectly. Anyone in their right mind would want to wear one of these and get to play with a special someone wearing the other... I can't recommend either of these enough, and you can bet I'll be buying even more morph spheres throughout all the different series, too!

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Sent on 5/20/11

Hey Alden. Didn't see you at class today. Hope all's well.

8:14 PM

Stayed home. Ate something nasty, stomach stuff.

8:20 PM

Glad to hear from you. I hope it's all better soon. Wanted

to invite you over soon.

8:21 PM

You got something in mind to do?

8:30 PM

Got something for us to play. New game, super fun. You

down?

8:31 PM

Dude, did you get Vorpal Velociraptors 3!?

8:50 PM

Maybe ;) You'll have to come and see. This game is way

more fun co-op than single player.

8:52 PM

How about Sunday? Need some homework time.

8:56 PM

Making me wait :P Kidding. That sounds great, text me

when you're on your way!

9:00 PM

Will do. See ya, Dez.

9:20 PM

Sent on 5/21/11

Dough fuck hole he craps. Fuck he huck me huck me.

1:09 AM

...The fuck?

1:15 AM

Haha, sorry! I dunno, speech-to-text was on somehow

or something and it auto-sent. Just gaming. Sorry!

1:30 AM

Review for _ The Hungry Scaly Maw - Penetrables - Scaled Creatures _ User: Dez_without_the_mask Written May 20th 2011

Allure: 7/10 Minor Features: 8/10 Major Features: 9/10 Pleasure: 9/10

I ordered this toy alongside The Proud Hero (see my review!), so it shouldn't be too much of a surprise that I took my time in getting around to trying it out =P

Warryn Pleasures penetrables are always a lot better than using your hand! The Hungry Scaly Maw has all the amazing little details you'd expect. It's just wonderful around my cock... You'd swear it was really sucking you off! It's very large, so much so that I'd wager there isn't anyone this toy won't accommodate. Such a handy (and handsome) fellow!

Here's something to consider, though. If you've got the money to toss around for super awesome naughty toys like these, you might want to go a few steps further and just get yourself a morph sphere, such as The Devious Dragon (see my review!). Sure, it costs a lot more as it's not the same kind of thing as a penetrable toy... but why have a toy like this when you can make YOUR muzzle into an ACTUAL dragon's muzzle, instead!? I have a feeling my upcoming hot date will feel the same way... Stand-alone toy, or the actual thing? Hmmmm, something to think about <3

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He's definitely going to love this.

Dez received the text a few minutes ago; Alden was on his way over. With only a short time before his company would arrive, the raccoon fetched one of the morph spheres from a box tucked under his bed. Even the act of holding it in his hand filled him with anticipation, desperation, lust.

Won't even know what hit him... and he'll never want it to stop. Just like me...

With a strong clench, he squished the wobbly ball between his fingers, feeling it splatter around his hand and wrist. Immediately, he brought his messy digits to his face, smearing the smooth mush all over his head. Everywhere he rubbed, it clung. As soon as he felt the gooey substance slipping into his ears, he could once again hear that which he craved so much.

"You are mine now, slut."

"Ohhhhhh, yes... I'm yours..."

He helped smear more of the spreading goo onto his other hand, his chest, his tail... Everywhere he touched, the substance stuck and began to spread. After leaving smooth, messy splotches scattered all over his naked furry body, he stopped. The sensation of feeling it coating the rest of the way - spreading further until every inch of his body was taken by the slick mess - he needed it.

"You can't resist me."

"I never w-woooouuuuuld..."

It became more difficult for Dez to speak as his stiff shaft was enveloped by the animated goo, his eagerness procuring excited shivers and moans. With almost his entire body coated, the smooth mess began to take shape. Scale patterns, sleek horns, and sharp-looking claws appeared, molded from the substance coating his whole body. He wriggled and writhed, intensifying the tight sensation squeezing him from head to toe.

"You are the plaything, and I am the master."

"I'm the pl- mmmnnnn... Mmmmmmff..."

The raccoon's speech became muffled as the thick goo flooded into his mouth. He could feel his teeth and tongue changing as they were smothered. As the transformations slowed and his maw began to feel empty of the mess, he let himself pant; his longer, thicker tongue dangled out the side of his new muzzle. Where Dez the raccoon once lay, there now was such a sleek, smooth, entirely aroused black dragon squirming on the floor in ecstasy.

"Your body belongs to me. I will use it how I see fit."

Dez had nothing to say. There was nothing he wanted to say. He closed his eyes as a scaly, clawed hand traveled along his beautiful body, touching and stroking along his new front, down lower and lower, sneaking toward its destination. There was nothing he craved more.

Then he heard the doorbell.

Dez had never raced so quickly before in his life. In his haste, he almost left his room without grabbing the other morph sphere, having to turn and rush back to the box beneath his bed. Carefully carrying the mushy toy in his claws, he frantically hurried for the front door. His desperately stiff cock bobbed with every step; he wanted to stop and squeeze that beautiful member, but now was not the time to take care of his need.

"Good things... cum to those who wait..." He chuckled softly to himself, enjoying the sound of his altered, deep voice.

"Such a perfect slut you're going to be for me..."

Standing before the door, he prepared to throw his second morph sphere. His black lips curved into a naughty, dark grin befitting the devious dragon that he was. Trying to mimic his own regular voice, Dez called out to his friend.

"I've got my hands full! The-" "Horny, helpless slut..." "... Th-the door's unlocked!"

The door opened, and Alden was immediately met with a squishy, slightly heavy push right against his chest. The split second that it happened felt like minutes as the cat stared at his unrecognizable friend with bewilderment, then down at the object mushed flat and smooth against his front. He did a double-take as he returned his focus to Dez... or the naked, wingless dragon he'd thought was Dez.

Dez's nasty, eager grin transformed into a look of horrified confusion as the ball he'd flung re-took its initial shape, bouncing away from Alden's chest before falling.

"Wh-... What the fuck!?..."

Alden's repulsed tone went unheard as Dez scrambled to collect the morph sphere off of the floor, getting down onto both knees and cradling it in his clawed hands. "It didn't work! It worked every other time I used it! Is it broken?" Before he could react, the cat snatched the orb away, forcing Dez's attention onto him. "Hey! Give that back!"

"Tell me what this is. Right now."

Only then did Dez become aware of his friend's shocked and angry expression. "It's a morph sphere... It's one of the best things they make at Warryn Pleasu-"

"Warryn Pleasures! FUCKING Warryn Pleasures!" Alden's blood was boiling. "What was it supposed to do, Dez? You are Dez, right!?" He furiously clenched his fist around the orb, causing it to squish between his fingers, yet it retained its solid form.

"It... uh, it was going to spread around your body, like the one I'm wearing... but after that, it was going to artificially buff you up and grow a cape for you to wear... and form a helmet over your face and head, too. You'd be like a... like a big, sexy, mostly naked lion superhero..."

Alden dropped the ball in shock as disgust wrote itself all over his face. Dez urgently made to catch his toy.

"You-... Did it even occur to you that I don't want anything to do with this?"

Dez gazed sadly at the unused morph sphere. "You would have wanted it if it worked when it hit you. It feels really, really good, just like I've told you..." He looked up toward the cat with hope in his eyes. "Would you have more fun wearing this one, maybe? It's the villain. I could switch."

Alden was fast-approaching full-blown fury. It was one thing for Dez to rave and ramble about his Warryn Pleasures toys, but to try and pull him into his sick little world - to try and force him; even if he'd had prior warning, it would have been unforgivable. He turned for the door.

"Wait! Alden-"

"Fuck you, Dez. Stay away from me."

Dez got back on his feet quickly, rushing toward Alden and bringing a smooth, scaly hand to his shoulder as the cat opened the door. "If it had worked like it was supposed to-"

Alden jerked his shoulder away, his tail thrashing behind him. "Never fucking speak to me again, Dez!"

Two doors slammed shut that evening.

Some time passed before Dez returned to his room. He was unsure how long he'd spent staring at the front door, waiting and hoping for his friend to come back. Upon returning to his room, he collapsed upon his bed.

"Ready for round two, you horny slut?"

"Round two?..." He realized that during the recent ordeal, he'd been tuning out the toy's voice. Now, in his quiet bedroom, he could hear it speaking to him again.

"Of course you're ready... Look at my cock. Our cock."

Dez glanced down at his shaft, moaning quietly as he took in the gorgeous member. He loved it so much more like this... Such a wonderful black dragon shaft.

"Forever stiff and throbbing. Forever in need."

He didn't realize that he had begun to pant as he lay there. His clawed toes curled eagerly as he watched his member twitch. He was already letting a sleek, black hand glide toward the beautiful, needy length.

"Such a happy, helpless slut... You'd never think of resisting your master."

"Ooohhhhhhhhh..." He moaned as he gave his shaft a tight squeeze, shivering slightly as he coaxed a warm glob of pre from the tip. Everything about the morph sphere covering his body improved the feeling of stroking and rubbing his cock...

A few minutes passed before Dez realized exactly what he was doing. This wasn't right - he ought to be apologizing to Alden, not jerking off in bed...

"It feels so good... You're going to make your master so powerful."

"N-no... I need to- nngh... turn you off."

"End your pleasure?"

It was the same question he'd been asked before when he was finished having fun with this toy. He'd say yes, and the toy spread all over his body would reform him back to his original shape before slipping pleasantly off of his furry body, becoming the mushy ball it was in the beginning.

"Ye-..."

He didn't finish speaking the word. Initially, he wasn't certain why. He was going to try to get his friend back. That was more important than pleasuring himself, wasn't it?

"... I... "

Alden wouldn't even care about an apology. I've ruined everything with him. I'm a freak to him, now. I hurt him and destroyed our friendship.

Dez's eyes began to water up as he lay there, his smooth, black hand softly holding his length.

I can't fix anything, now. I just want to feel good - I want to feel happy.

"No."

"That's what I thought, you horny slut."

He fought back the tears he was about to shed as he resumed his stroking and squeezing. He didn't want to think about his problems or worry about what he'd done. His sadness took a backseat to how wonderful it felt to pleasure himself like this - a helpless victim trapped within the body of such a naughty villain; forced to obey.

"Keep rubbing our cock... Squeeze and stroke... There's nothing you want more."

There was nothing he wanted more.

"Feel over our gorgeous body with our other hand... So smooth, so perfect..."

He let his free hand travel from his scaly abs up to his smooth chest, shivering and fidgeting in place as he twirled around and poked at a stiff nipple with one clawed finger. "Nnnngh... Aahhhhh..."

"Horny slut."

Yes, he was. That's exactly what he was.

"I can feel your desire. I can feel how badly you want to cum. You need it, don't you?"

"I need it... I need it! Please!" Dez was on the verge of shouting, his deepened voice escaping the walls of his home.

"Beg for your master to let you release."

"NnnnGAH! AHHH!..." He couldn't hold back any longer, humping wildly into his grip as he hit his peak. Thick, messy ropes of cum spurted and shot from the tip of his cock, and he squeezed it tightly to strengthen every powerful throb of pleasure. His spoo flew about the area of the room near his bed, making for plenty of cleaning work later. As the last spurts of his cum dribbled out of his shaft, the intense feelings began to calm down, as did his heavy panting. His tired body felt flooded with a wonderful tingling sensation.

His craving had been satiated.

"That's right... You know your place. Cum, you horny slut."

He hadn't held back like the voice told him to. As he lay there, covered in his mess, he began to recollect his thoughts.

"I want to turn you off."

"End your pleasure?"

He nodded pointlessly. "Yea."

"You'll be back, my plaything."

Dez stayed still as his toy returned him to his original, unexciting form. He could smell the scent of his mess in the air as the squishy morph sphere finished its job, recollecting its full self at his hand before dropping off to bounce and wobble on the floor.

The raccoon shifted onto his side, and he hugged his pillow tightly against his face as he began to cry.

You certainly hadn't expected a story like that when you and Warryn began chatting. A quick glance at a wall clock confirms that it's nearly time to head back to your job training.

"That's so sad."

The gator nods. "It did build up into quite a sad situation, didn't it?"

You contemplate the story for a moment. "But you only showed me the reviews this guy wrote for a few products. How do you know about all of these other things that happened? I mean, you even know about their conversations and texts."

"That's because I made it up." Warryn chuckles a little as you express your surprise. "Hmhmhm... I developed this story from reading this user's reviews. He never wrote any more reviews to our site after these."

"Well, it's a relief to hear that the story is fake, at least."

The gator sighs. "... Unfortunately, I didn't say that it was fake."

"Huh?" Didn't you just say you made it up?

Warryn stands, and motions for you to get up and walk with him back to your training room. "I fabricated an example that may or may not be real. If it sounds real to you, who's to say it isn't, or that that there aren't other unfortunate stories out there?"

"But... How is something like that even possible?"

"That's basically the question we began with, isn't it?"

My first question? I'd asked him how the message of Warryn Pleasures could be misunderstood...

"Oh..." You suddenly feel rather sullen.

"Our Dez character decided for himself that somebody else would love what he loves. He also either decided that he could change his friend's tolerances how he pleased, or determined that they were not important. So... " He motions for you to continue.

"So, he wasn't trying to share love and tolerance at all, but in forcing his wants, he may have thought that he was... That's terrible." The two of you are approaching the training room and will soon part ways. "Surely that's not really happening anywhere, though... right?"

He places a large, comforting hand on your shoulder as he gazes at you, gently shaking his head. An unusual expression furrows his brow; a look of uncertainty - of worry and fear.

"I don't know."