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Hybrid: Completion

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K-2003 adjusts the cameras in its room, as the sleek black and cyan rubber sergal toy gets them all set and ready for what is coming up. It has the lights, and everything face towards its canopy bed, the shiny black sheets reflect the light back as the cameras must auto adjust to the light. K-2003 goes over to a nearby computer, leaning over, as its claws run across the keyboard as it types, rump hikes, showing off it rump to no one at all, it’s clit hood tightly sealed over its sex, its cuffs give off a soft glow from the glowing lettering that says “Fuck Toy” on them. It’s tag that says K-2003 on the front jingles ever so slightly as it dangles from it collar that matches its black and cyan lined cuffs.

The toy has a soft jaunty hum as it checks the angles and the quality of the video toward the bed, which is so polished and straighten that barely a wrinkle can be found on the bed, with its matching set of black rubber encased pillows, “Today is the toy, that its toy in molding is completely,” the toy says, almost singing it with glee. It’s ears suddenly turn toward a noise coming from its office across the way. The toy instantly stops what it is doing and walks over to its office, its hips sway sensually, teasingly as it moves to sit in its chair with a squeak.

“This one hopes it is what it thinks it is,” it says to itself as it notices its dozens of e-mail notices, some numbered with a green envelope, others with a yellow, some in a red, and one in a black. The toy clicks the black envelope which instantly opens the one e-mail. The toy’s eyes move side to side in quick succession as it reads over the e-mail. The toy focused intently on the e-mails contents as it eyes light up.

“Yay,” it says as it thinks, “This one knows it has to be hard, but it knows this is the best option,” as it then responds to the e-mail.

Meanwhile Patrick stands helplessly within its toy mold. The air sucked from the hard-plastic container as it leaves no room to wiggle, no air to squirm, no air to hear the outside world, which is blurred to the human turned toy.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy obeys.”

“Toy serves.”

“Good toys serve their owners.”

“Good toys obey their Makers.”

“Good toys are objects.”

“Good toys are things.”

“Good toys are fuck toys.”

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy loves being a toy.”

The programing whispers into Patrick’s mind as it goes along with it, matching word for word the instant it is known to it. Patrick has long given up its thought of self. The thought of being a person. The thought of being a simple human male. The thought of being Patrick. It was not called that for so long that the name has lost its meaning. Its body ached, as arousal rushed through its whole body.

For thirty days has the toy been awake, servicing its maker. For thirty days has its body wanted to feel the bliss of climax, as it services dozens of customers in the store, to find any faults in its molding. For thirty days, as the toy felt the tight bondage of its new existence, and the freedom that it offers. For thirty days, Patrick has given himself completely to the lustful void of being a toy, and today it felt a new excitement. For today it knew, was the last day it was in molding. After today, it would be complete. It will have its designation. After today, it will be the perfect toy it was molded to be.

The last week was a unique experience for Patrick. It worked not on the store floor but in the far back behind the store, where a bunch of users worked on cars. There it helped them do some grunt work. It never thought on what it was doing or why, it did as it was told. It serviced those that worked near it. They talked about the toy being a “perk” of this employment. A thought that made the toy wiggle in enjoyment. To be taken and fucked so readily so roughly, so completely with such wanton lust, that it was so pleased that it was able to make so many users happy after a long day at work. Toy was fulfilling its purpose.

It was a fun week, but nothing compared to now. It grew ever more excited with each passing second. Excitement dripping with arousal and lust. Any movement that crossed it’s made it leap up in even more ready to burst joy, in the hopes that it was its Maker, ready to take it, inspect it, and call it complete. And each time it was not so, the toy felt itself “trapped” in this new level of excitement. It felt there was no limit to its body, no limit to its need, no limit to its readiness to serve.

“Toy is a good toy,” whispers the programming.

“Toy is a good toy,” mentally moans Patrick. Then its body freezes even more so. Its mind stopped, as it caught a familiar blur. One of black and cyan.

“Maker!” Patrick thinks out in delight as the blur this time doesn’t pass it by, it stands nearby, at the computer console. Its eyes locked no the blur, “Maker! Maker! Toy is a good toy! Toy is ready! Toy wants to serve! Please Maker! Please let this one show you what a good toy it is!” Patrick thinks as its mind starts up once more. There is a soft hiss and the tug of the mold around its supple breasts, its throbbing cock, its heavy balls, its tight rump, its fat rubber renamon tail, all over its perfect pink rubber toy body. It’s wings twitch as more air seeps into the mold. The toy’s tongue coils around the dildo between its lips as it slurps down the last bit of rubber as the flow finally stops. It’s rear fuck hole and female sex squeeze with equal vigor, ready to show just how powerful and skillful its body has been trained. It’s desire to climax overbearing upon its mind, soaking in every thought the toy has, but the “need” to climax was not even there. It’s “desire” to climax as part of good service, was the weight behind it all.

Slowly with building anticipation the front of the mold pulls off of it. The hard-plastic tugs on the toy’s breasts and hard nipples. With a soft schlunk the mold pulls away fully, the toy moans softly as its cock bounces and its breasts jiggle. It licks its lips as it looks over to its Maker as K-2003 walks up the platform, the toy’s smooth black rubber skin, polished with such a shine it reflects the lights above.

“M-maker,” the toy moans as K-2003 stands face to face to its near completed toy. Even now K-2003 has a half foot in height over its fellow toy which looks up at it with loving longing obedient eyes.

K-2003 smiles as it runs its cyan claw tips along the rena-dragon’s pink rubber muzzle, “Yes toy?” K-2003 asks with a sweet yet domineering tone.

“This one is ready,” it moans softly at the touch, the toy leaning in at an almost instinctive level, as a little bit of pre cum dribbles along its draconic shaped length.

K-2003 runs its claws along the toy’s body, wrapping its fingers around its rubber mounds and gives them a soft squeeze, while it also pinches the toy’s nipples between its fingers, “This one will see. It is best to do a quick quality control here before we get started,” K-2003 says as leans in more, its rubber breasts pressing down on top of its own.

“Yes Maker,” the toy moans out as K-2003 fondles its fellow toy’s breasts for a little longer. The sound of rubber against rubber echoes within the toy molding chambers as K-2003 runs its claws along the toy’s sides, feeling up its curves.

“Good toy,” K-2003 says happily as it hikes its rump, the toy’s head now down to the toy’s belly where it’s navel would be. The cyan tongue licks across the smooth white belly as the toy moans softly, as K-2003 holds onto the toy’s hips, squeezing its thighs in the process.

“Hmm, yes, yes, sensitivity is good, though this one will get a better grip set up on you once your programming is complete,” K-2003 explains as it lowers down lower, its rump sliding higher, tail held high as it wraps its lips around the toy’s throbbing aching length. K-2003’s tongue coils around it like a snake as it pulls its hands away to reach down and fondle the rena-dragon toy’s hefty hand filling sack.

The toy moans out bucking its hips slightly into its Maker’s mouth as it feels the weight of K-2003’s leaning onto it supported only by its throbbing member. As K-2003 suckles, taking in the pre-cum that oozes from the tip, it slides its fingers underneath, past the balls to gently run across the female sex. The toy moans even deeper, but yet with a high-pitched girly voice as K-2003 slips one finger into its hot dripping sex, then two, three. It drives its digits in as far as K-2003 can manage to push them, wiggling within the quivering folds before pulling them out. K-2003’s fingers glisten with the rena-drake’s pink semi-translucent juices.

K-2003 slowly stands straight back up, the weight of it’s body no longer pressing down on the toy’s throbbing length as its cock pops out of its’ Maker’s mouth with a loud audible squeaky pop. K-2003 licks its lips and sticks out its tongue letting a single drop of the toy’s juices to land on it before sliding it back inside. The toy’ swirls the liquid within its mouth before swallowing.

“Yes, that is acceptable,” K-2003 remarks.

“Thank you Mak--,” the toy’s words are silenced as K-2003 shoves its wet digits into its mouth. The rena-drake toy moans softly coiling its tongue around those sweet fingers, tasting its own juices but also a hint of the flavor of its Maker’s rubber. K-2003 leans in as it pulls the fingers in and out in slow steady forceful motions.

“Welcome toy. But you need to be up for the challenge that lies ahead of you. You need to be the best toy you can be. So much so that you will earn your first climax today… if you fullfil your purpose,” K-2003 says as it slowly pulls its fingers out as it finishes the word purpose, the toy’s digits popping out of the other toy’s mouth with a suckling pop.

“Good toys obey.”

“Good toys serve.”

“Toys are fuck toys.”

“Toys are companions.”

“You are a good toy,” the words echo into the toy’s mind as it nods readily.

“Yes Maker. This one won’t let you down.”

K-2003 smiles, “Good toy. Let’s get your programming setup then, shall we? After that we’ll get your model pictures done… after we get all your attachments,” K-2003 says as it reaches down and grabs the toy’s member tugging it out of the mold.

“Yes Maker,” it moans softly, “Does this mean this one will get a designation?”

K-2003 smiles and nods, “Yes it does.”

“Thank you, Maker,… but what did you mean about model pictures?” it asks tilting its head as it slowly pulls out of the other half of the mold, its wings flutter as it feels the cool air against them.

“Well you are a prototype toy. This one hasn’t made a renamon-dragon hybrid before,” K-2003 explains as its fingers dance up and down the toy’s aching member as it guides it down the platform.

“Yes Maker.”

K-2003 tugs the toy along as it continues to explain, “This one needs to document the fine craftsmanship of your design, for when it is mass produced. Your base program completed toy program will be used in the production of future models.”

“Does that mean there will be clones of this one?” it asks as it feels the controlling tug of its Maker on its sensitive member.

K-2003 shakes head as it guides the toy out of the molding chambers, “No of course not. Cloning signifies you are a living person. You are not, you are a toy. There will be many of your model. This one is sure. It knows the renamon model is very popular, and dragons are also a high demand model. Combine the two? This one is sure many well sell many of that,” it says as the toy follows K-2003 down the hallways.

“Yes Maker. This one understands. It will do its best to exist up to Toys-4-U high-quality standards.”

“This one knows you will,” K-2003 replies as the two toys walk onto the store floor, which is already busy with toys working, stocking shelves, assisting customers, leading customers to the toy testing rooms for a live demonstration of the company’s products. K-2003 smiles and greets customers as it walks past them, its hand delicately teasing the other toy’s throbbing length in a nonchalant, but guiding fashion as the toy stops before a display a side panel display in the center of the store near the bondage equipment.

There a large red scaled feral dragon stands with its chest out, legs spread, showing off his aching needing length, which has a golden cock ring at the base to keep it out, and throbbing. The dragon’s member rests on a warming rock which vibrates ever so slowly to add to the dragon’s teasing, while the rock also doubles as part of the prominent bondage display the dragon has been made a part of. Its wings are tightly bound in black rubber wing sleeves with thick leather straps with silver buckles locked into place. The Dragon’s ankles are cuffed and locked to the display, while a posture collar around his neck, has taught strings attached to the collar at the base of his tail, forcing the dragon to keep his “dominance” display while his head is tightly wrapped in a rubber gas mask which slowly inflates and deflates with each breath.

A translucent skin-tight rubber skin adds shine and a squeak to the dragon’s squirming movements while also hiding nothing from those passing by, as the other gear around the dragon keeps him more or less bound in place. Standing on a small stool with a cloth and latex polish is a han purple sergal toy, rubbing the polish into the dragon’s side which moans into the rubbery mask when K-2003 reaches out and gently touches the drooling dragon member, a small stream of cum slides down the side of the rock where it is collected. A thin tube running out of the rock into the dragon’s rubber suit, along the contours of the dragon to keep it nearly hidden from view as tube goes up and under the dragon’s mask. To top it all off there is a small sign at the base of the display that says, “Feel free to touch and interact with the display, he likes it.”

“Good Morning toy, how is Thorphax doing today?” K-2003 asks nonchalantly as it caresses the needy member.

The han purple sergal toy turns its attention to them, its collar has a blank silver tag on it as it says, “He is doing very good today Mistress.”

“Wonderful. Make sure he is well taken care of. He paid good money for this.”

“Yes Maker, this one will,” the han purple sergal toy responds as K-2003 tugs the rena-drake toy along.

“Was that another toy being molded Mistress?” the toy asks as they walk ever closer to the toy testing rooms.

K-2003 looks over its shoulder to the toy as it responds, “Yes, why do you ask?”

“This one has seen them around a few times. It was curious.”

“They are about a week behind you, they are well on their way to be the wonderful toy it's material was meant to be, just like you,” K-2003 says rubbing the rena-drake’s cock hea dwith its thumb, massaging the toy’s needing juices back into its length.

The rena-drake toy moans softly as it nods, “Yes Maker,” just as they walk down the toy testing room hallway. There they see a customer being guided into one room, which closes behidn them with a soft click. The two toys head to the very back of the hallway and stop at the last door to the right. There K-2003 types in its code and the door unlocks.

K-2003 guides its nearly completed toy into the room where it can see the black latex bed on prominent display with the lights and cameras all around it. The toy’s eyes go to the bed for a moment but feels a drop of disappointment when they walk past it.

“Maker?” the toy asks as K-2003 squeezes the toy’s cock a little harder.

“Not yet toy. You’ll be there soon enough. This one wants your programming to be finished, show off one version and then do those last final touches before showing off your finalized version,” K-2003 explains as they walk past a kitchen and through another door which closes behind them with a click, down a hallway where they see a breakroom with an organic anthropomorphic rhino guard nonchalantly having his lunch. He doesn’t even look up as they enter a different locked room where there is nothing here except two silver phallic shaped charring pods with a computer placed between the two.

The pod to the far right is already open, the black latex padding shining brightly as K-2003 guides the toy out in front of it for the first time, “Get in toy.”

The toy nods, “Yes Maker,” it replies as it steps up to the pod, turning around before backing in. The moment the toy slips in the pod closes in around it, delving it into total darkness. Air rushes into the mold as the rubber walls expand and fill out every crevice around the toy, as for the first time instead of the toy being expanded to fit the mold, the bondage is molded around the toy.

The toy is completely embraced as the hissing and sound of rubber grinding against rubber stops, except for the minor movements the toy can make, a millimeter here, a millimeter there. Enveloped in total darkness the toy sees and hears nothing but suddenly there is a tingle in the back of the toy’s neck, and it hears a voice, different from the one that has been whispering sweet toy programming into its mind all this time.

“New hardware detected… installing… one moment please… hardware installed.”

The toy mentally shivers as this tingling energy runs through it. “Warning, toy programming not detected…. Initializing toy programming, stage one. Installing…”

Suddenly the toy feels as if it can move through the void, as a glimmer of light catches the toy’s attention, “What’s that?” toy says as its voice goes out into the void around it and does not echo. It walks over the glimmer of light, its cock sway side to side, breasts jiggle, tail sways, legs brush up against themselves in a soft squeak. As it gets closer it becomes apparent that the source of the light is a tall full body length mirror. The pink and purple renamon-dragon steps clear into view. It’s purple rubber wings twitch, its cuffs and collar matching with purple main body and pink siding, with glowing pink lettering that says “Fuck Toy” on them. The toy gets closer still, viewing its sleek shiny body, its silver tag that says O-2693 on it.

“Is that toy’s designation?” O-2693 inquires as it reaches out to the mirror which shatters. O-2693 takes a step back in surprise as a blinding light bursts from the mirror. When its vision clears O-2693 sees itself standing there, aching, needing, but also O-2693 sees Patrick held tightly to the ground, bound with cuffs, collar, ball gag, held tightly to the floor. On each bondage point there is a word, all across Patrick’s body O-2693 reads them, “Lust, Arousal, Desire, Instinct, Will, Stress, Concerns, Fear, and Anxiety.”

Patrick sees through the toy’s eyes, feels what the toy feels, sees himself, sees the toy, while O-2693 simply sees Patrick. Patrick’s throbbing aching human penis drips pre cum within its chastity cage, ready to burst. O-2693 feels an urge to help its other self when slick black rubber tentacles coil around O-2693’s body. The rena-drake toy moans out softly as it wraps around its waist, hoisting up into the air as it feels the tip of rubber dripping tentacle slip into the toy’s tight rear.

O-2693 squeezes the tentacle as it slips in deeper and deeper, grinding into its prostate while a purple tentacle wraps around the toy’s breasts, spreading them as it coils around them, before slipping into the toy’s wanting mouth. O-2693 suckles happily on the tasteful treat while two sets of pink tentacles wrap around the toy’s legs, spreading them, showing off to Patrick the toy’s perfectly sculpted goods before slipping into the toy’s tight warm vent with one tentacle as the other coils and teases the toy’s balls and throbbing length.

Patrick bucks his hips against his bondage, crying out in pleasure, crying out in need, on the verge of losing his mind for the hundredth time as he struggles helplessly against the bondage, he finds himself in. He can’t look away as he feels the toy get utterly pleased and wrecked by the tentacles as the slide in and out of its body, grinding against the sensitive spots, which are many fold over better than anything Patrick has ever felt before.

“Uploading Toy Programming,” says the voice that speaks into Patrick’s and O-2693’s mind but also all around them. Screens light up behind Patrick as video begins to play, video of countless toys’ experiences servicing different people. Mannerisms, how to act, what to do in different situations depending on what partner they have, what personality the one they are serving possesses in order to provide the best possible service in mind, body and soul to their owner.

The words, “Toy is a good toy” is defined. What is good is more than an arbitrary thought to get an arise out of the person being “told what a good toy is”. No, it now has meaning, purpose to the person the toy is servicing. A “Good toy” is dependent on the user. A user is required. The user is needed for a toy, part of its ingrained purpose.

More experiences are rushed into the toy, improving its tongue movement, its ability to service hundreds of species, thousands of desires, kinks, fetishes. Experiences of countless toys pushed into its mind, filling it with every sort of knowledge needed to be the highest quality toy possible. In the endless stream of information, O-2693 can even catch information from Maker’s perspective, servicing dozens of people with that expert sergal tongue.

Patrick’s eyes roll into the back of its head, the sensations, feelings, override every thought, every feeling. There was nothing he could do as the pleasure and information overloaded him, while O-2693 continued on without an issue.

After what felt like hours, the information slowed, the tentacles slowly pulled away from the toy, placing it gently onto its feet. O-2693’s rubber wings flutter as it licks its lips of the last bit of the rubber juices that linger on them. The toy looks around to see where those delightful tentacles came from but sees nothing around it. Shrugging it turns back to Patrick who is a mindless mess of a person.

“Touch him. Save him from his fate of nothingness,” says the voice as O-2693 feels the compulsion to do so. Patrick barely recognizes his toy self-approaching him, his body twitches, and aches before O-2693 lays a fat renamon digit onto Patrick’s head in that instant, there is only O-2693 as a small burst of light and thousands of baseball size spheres roll out in all directions, while at the same time a machine appears underneath the displays that showed the toy programming entering its head.

“Pick one to keep. You only get one. Choose wisely,” explains the voice as O-2693 reaches down and picks up a random sphere. It glows in the toy’s hand and one instant later a rush moves through the toy.

The school bell rings. Class is out, Patrick stands by his locker peering over the side towards a young girl with long flowing brunette hair, “I’m going to do it, I’m going to do it,” he mutters to himself as he swallows a lump in his throat as he musters up the courage to ask her out for homecoming. She rejects and the crushing defeat that the world has ended soon follows.

O-2693 snaps out of the memory and walks it over to the device there are two baskets, one that says “Keep” that has enough space for one sphere, and the other, “Let go” which has a hole at the bottom. The moment O-2693 releases the sphere down into the sphere the memory rolls down into the hole and then it’s gone.

“This one knows which one it wants, that wasn’t it,” it thinks to itself as it starts searching. Sphere after sphere the toy searches, some it takes a moment before tossing down the hole, while others it doesn’t even take a second to do so. Steadily the number of spheres around the toy dirndled down, a seemingly endless number down to just a few hundred, and with each one, the toy felt better, more focused, more like it should be, how it is MEANT to be, the drain on its mind that has been with it for this entire month fading away, like it was finally taking its foot off the brake pedal of the race car. Then its rena-drake fingers pick up one sphere, and it instantly knew, this was the one.

Patrick sits at a small round table at his local coffee shop. A deadline looming as he works on his laptop, as he slowly nurses his coffee long gone cold. Then there is a bump and a wobble, the table shakes as the coffee that was precariously on the edge falls straight into his lap pouring the remainder of its contents onto his lap. The room temperature coffee drips down his leg, his body tensed as he feels anger swelling up in him. He takes a deep breath ready to tell off the the person off, when he sees her, Angel.

Her soft delicate complexion, long blond hair, brown eyes, something he could never forget as she gave the look of absolute horror for what just transpired, “Oh my GOD! Are you okay?!” she exclaims as she rushes over to check up on him. As that is when he first met her. She felt relief that the coffee was cold and offered to buy him a new one. There they got to talking, and talking, and into the night, Patrick’s deadline pushed off to the back of his mind as he felt he met someone he could truly connect to, and it was all because she slipped and bumped into his table…

“This is it,” O-2693 says as it walks over and places the sphere into the other bowl.

“Are you sure this is the one you want to keep? Remember you only get one.”

O-2693 looks up to the screen as the toy responds, “This one couldn’t be surer than it is right now.”

“Surer than the delight of being a toy?” the voice inquires.

“Yes,” O-2693 responds with an affirmative female voice.

“As you wish,” the voice responds as the other spheres disappear into the darkness, leaving the toy with only the memory it selected and its experience becoming a toy from the time it suited and beyond.

“Installation of toy program complete,” says a synthetic voice as O-2693 is surrounded in darkness once again. The compression of the rubber around him begins to deflate as the toy feels itself steadily gain wiggle room as air is let out. The pod opens up as it sees its Maker there with a big grin, “Hello, this one hopes you are feeling like the toy you are meant to be.”

O-2693 grins wildly and nods, “Yes Maker. This one feels wonderful. It couldn’t be happier.”

K-2003 wiggles its rump, “Perfect. This one has gotten a copy of your mental schematics for future toys of your model, but for now we’ll have to show the basic version before we add the final touches to you,” K-2003 says as it runs a rubber claw along O-2693’s lips which the toy happily suckles as it responds.

“Yes Maker.”

K-2003 curls its finger within O-2693’s mouth pulling it out of the mold with relatively easy as it replies, “Good toy. Now this one will mention that normally around this time it would give you first well-deserved climax,” it says as it gently rubs the palm of its hand along the toy’s needy throbbing cock.

O-2693 moans softly bucking into its Maker’s rubber hand as it says, “Y-yes Maker.”

“But this time this one is not.”

O-2693 snaps out of its stupor and focus on its Maker, “Was it something one did?”

K-2003 shakes its head, “No, this one feels that it shouldn’t be the one that gives you that special blissful moment, but that is later. Come toy,” K-2003 commands as it guides the completed pink and purple Rena-drake back through the set of hallways back to K-2003’s room where the latex bed is waiting. K-2003 walks up to the bed with the toy in toe, “On the bed,” it commands.

With glee O-2693 responds, “Yes Maker,” as it slides onto the bed.

“First we’ll do some generic poses, then this one will do some work with you before we add in your last additions,” K-2003 explains. O-2693 mindlessly agrees as for the first half hour K-2003 commands and tells the toy to take all sorts of sexy, and show off poses, showing off its tight rump, its throbbing cock, it's member in the hidden in sheath chastised mode, with the help of K-2003’s delicate touch, along with dozens of poses that the cameras are all too ready to capture the shiny moment.

K-2003 then saunters over to the bed where O-2693 is currently laying on its back, legs spread, showing off its dripping sex, and throbbing length to a set of cameras. K-2003 gets beside the toy, the bed creaks under its weight, the rubber sheets and bodies squeak as K-2003 turns to the camera and gently runs its hand across the toy’s sex.

“Here we have the newest Toys-4-U toy model. A hybrid between the popular renamon and dragon, a rena-dragon, or in some places we’ll call a rena-drake. The default model, as you see here, is without handles, or any other extra defining features,” K-2003 explains as it runs its rubber claws along the toy’s breasts, “Now we plan to sell different gender models, but since this is a hybrid species, the default will be the jack-of-all-trades, hermaphrodite,” K-2003 forces O-2693’s apart to show off its dual sexuality.

“We’ve elected to craft the male penis after a more traditional draconic model, with external balls, a nice tapered shaft,” K-2003 says as it runs its fingers across the throbbing member as O-2693 moans out in delight, “Matched with the renamon’s signature tight vagina, as shown here,” K-2003 says as it lifts the balls and spreads the toy’s sex with its fingers.

O-2693’s squeezes its sex which winks at the cameras, “As you can see this prototype model is very eager to serve its purpose and be a wonderful new addition to our toy line up. This one will intend to add other hybrids to our line up in the future based on surveys we’ll send out to our regular shoppers. It is good to know what is wanted when developing such models,” K-2003 says some more as it spends the next thirty minutes going over O-2693’s body to the cameras. Once done K-2003 slips off the bed, and gently runs a rubber claw along O-2693’s chin, “Come toy, now that the base model is properly presented, it is time we put the finishing touches of your particular model. We best hurry, we don’t have too much time,” K-2003 commands.

“Yes Maker…” O-2693 replies as it slips off the bed with a squeak, “What do you mean not much time?”

K-2003 caresses O-2693’s member, “You’ll see soon enough toy, best not to ruin the surprise,” K-2003 says as it guides its fellow toy out of its room, back into the toy testing hallway. The smell of latex and satisfied customers lingers in the air as K-2003 remarks, “This one needs to get new air refreshers, too much scents keep one from being able to enjoy them,” as it taps on the side of what looks like a blank wall. K-2003 slides open a hidden panel and presses a few buttons, a moment later the wall opens up to an elevator which K-2003 guides O-2693 through.

“What’s this Maker?” O-2693 inquires as the toy hits a button and the elevator descends.

“An elevator. This one is sure you know what an elevator is.”

O-2693 blushes a little bit, “Yes Maker, this one does,” it sways its tail side to side as the elevator stops with a ding revealing a large lab which is full of a team of rubber doe and gazelle toy scientists. A purple doe with yellow markings turns and smiles, bowing as it says in greeting.

“Hello Maker! This one is pleased to see you again. How have you been?” the doe toy asks as it approaches while the others in the room continue to work.

“This one is doing fine. Thank you for asking X-2953.”

X-2953 bleats at the happy nature of its Maker as K-2003 gets closer, “This one has a newly finished prototype, but we’re going to make some last-minute final adjustments to its design, for the patron that will be arriving all too soon.”

X-2953 walks over to O-2693 and looks over the toy, “This one sees, and what adjustments are we going to be making Maker?” it asks as O-2693 stands at attention with its leaky needy bits, perk nipples, its body aching to please others.

K-2003 runs its claws along the toy’s thighs, “Handles on this model. They have been coming back into fashion.”

X-2953 bleats a little, “This one has also noticed the increased demand for handles. Luckily, we have kept up with handle design and features, to provide a comfort, hand contouring grip to the user, while providing immense sexual stimuli to the toy unit to add to the users delight as it moans and squirms for their touch.”

K-2003 gives a toothy grin, “Wonderful. We shall do use that design for this model, also this one would like its parts to be bio-luminesce, eyes, mouth, nipples, and so forth,” K-2003 says as it gives O-2693’s nipples a firm tug.

O-2693 moans out happily as it stands there unquestioning of the design changes being placed upon it. The toy’s happy mind ringing through its head, perfectly crafted for service, and this was another humble aspect of its service.

“Also, X-2953, how has the new reactive rubber material research been going?”

“Well Maker. We are still a while away from having full body use to make rubber drone helmets and the like, but we can use it in smaller things.”

“Do you think you could put in a reactive rubber in this one’s lovely mouth so it can switch between an aching dripping vaginal mouth and a normal sweet succulent mouth to please its future owner? Apparently this one found they have a bit of a thing for the ladies, and it thinks this will help increase their enjoyment.”

X-2953 thinks for a moment, the rubber toy’s hoof fingers run across its chin, its little doe tail wiggles as it then looks to K-2003 and says, “This one thinks it can do it.”

“Will it take much time?”

“This one doesn’t think so, we can do it while adding the glow to the parts you requested Maker.”

K-2003 wiggles its rump in delight, “Wonderful. This one will be checking up on the storefront. You let this one knows when you are done, oh and add a nice purple on off button on it, you know where this one would like it.”

“Yes Maker.”

K-2003 turns toward O-2693, “Now be a good toy and listen to X-toy here. It knows what it is doing, and this trusts it to do a good job.”

O-2693 nods, “Yes Maker. This one will do what X-toy says,” it responds as K-2003 gently pats it on the head.

“Good toy,” K-2003 says as a wave of pleasure runs down O-2693’s spine, it moans softly as it eyes K-2003 walking away with its sexually swaying hips back towards the elevator. O-2693 also notices that X-2953 is doing the same and it is not till K-2003 leaves the room that the purple doe toy turns back to it and tugs it along.

“Come, we need to get you readied up, first those handles,” says X-2953 as it reaches forward and gently grabs O-2693 by the tag.

“Yes toy,” O-2693 responds as it is led deeper into the lab, past the other does and gazelles that are busily working on various projects, some sitting at computers, their seats having thick rubber plugs for their rumps to sit on. O-2693 is led through a series of hallways till it reaches one room which is unlocked by a swipe of a key card that one can only wonder where the purple doe toy keeps it.

The room itself is so dark that only the light from the outside illuminates the black rubber ground, “Please step inside and we will begin,” X-2953 says with a soft bleat.

“As you wish,” O-2693 replies as it steps inside and no sooner than the toy does the door behind it closes with a heavy thud, leaving the toy in total darkness for a few moments. O-2693 tries to peer through the darkness enveloping it but finds it impossible when lights flicker on and with a click O-2693 feels its ankle cuffs are securely locked down onto a conveyor belt which hums to life. Before the toy looks like a soft cushioned black rubber vagina ready to pull the toy inside.

“First we must clean the needed areas before application,” X-toy explains through an intercom as O-2693 is pulled forward through these rubber lips, and as it does so, slick soap and latex cleaner is sprayed across the toy’s body. Spinning washers and buffers on the other side, vibrate the toy all over its body as its polished and cleaned, warm air blows across its body, drying off any water as it's pulled forward to a set of mechanical arms ready to work on the unit.

O-2693 looks at them briefly as a set of fast spinning circular buffer brushes whir to life and move towards the toy’s hips. O-2693 moans softly as the vibration and sensation around its rubbery thighs sends small shocks of pleasure through it. The toy’s member vibrates along with it, as its sex tingles from the sensations.

“Next we will add the handles, purple will look nice on you,” X-toy bleats as the buffers are pulled away to reveal the toy’s extra clean sides. O-2693 looks out its peripherals to see the finely crafted purple rubber handles move towards it. Suddenly a loud buzz is heard as O-2693 sees the very tips of the handles vibrate so quickly that the ends are a simple blur.

The two ends of each handle touch the toy’s rubber skin as O-2693 stiffens up and moans as the vibrations reverberate throughout its body. O-2693 relaxes as the vibration continues as the handles are pressed in. Steadily the toy feels the tips of the handles grow warm against its skin. The area around the toy’s thighs warm up equally so till suddenly it feels a warm liquid around the points of contact.

O-2693 looks to see that the rubber around the handle ends and around its thighs have begun to melt from the heat caused by the friction of the vibrations. As the handles press and slip into the toy, it moans as it feels it being sexually penetrated into its legs.

“Hold still,” X-toy says as O-2693 finds itself unable to move or react to the sensation of getting quadruple penetrated. Slowly, inch by inch the handles are driven deep into O-2693, the pleasure grows and grows as a tingle spreads out of the penetration and up the handles till the blissful sensation is felt through the handle proper, and with it the vibration stops. Machines buffer and smooth out the semi-melted rubber around the handles making a perfect flush fit.

O-2693 moans out as it feels cool air run across the handles, with the same delight as the cool air that blows across his throbbing cock. A machine runs a feather across the right handle and then the left, each causing O-2693 to squirm and pant in delight.

“Everything there appears to be in order. Now it’s time to get your adaptive vaginal mouth and bio luminescence. Open wide,” says X-toy as O-2693 opens its mouth in a big O as it is pulled forward on the conveyor belt. A phallic device and mouth clamp slides down from above and slips into the toy’s mouth. There it vibrates and warms the toy’s mouth as it feels thousands of pleasure pricks along its tongue, teeth, and lips.

O-2693 moans out as small needles simply prick the toy’s sensitive bits and holes, while a thin rubber contact layer is slipped over the toy’s eyes, binding with them instantly. The toy continues to moan out as its mouth warms up even more. The toy feels the same blissful melted like sensation as it feels the other pricks around its body add to its pleasure. It shuts its eyes to focus on the delight as another vibration is felt in front of it.

The toy looks down past the mouth remolded to see a very long wire intensive looking item. It warms at the end as its slowly and steadily pushed into the front of the toy, above the crotch, below where the navel would be. As the item slides in deeper and deeper, tingles of pleasure and delight run through the toy’s mind till the entire item except the very front is pushed into the toy itself. A soft purple glow appears at the end a moment later as the other items and the mouth remolder pops out of the toy’s mouth all at the same time with a loud and audible pop.

O-2693 moans out as its tongue is no more, as it drips out needy vaginal juices from its vagina mouth. The toy is moved forward as full body length mirror is moved over in front of it as it moves to the next spot. There the toy sees its completed self, the dripping vaginal mouth, a throbbing cock, the purple handles that jut from its hips, with contouring finger grips for an even tighter grip, and a nice power button with the power and standby symbol built in. The button glows a nice purple, and when the lights turn off, O-2693 sees its eyes give a soft purple glow, that matches its nipples, throbbing cock, dripping sex, handles, and last but not least the dripping vaginal maw that it now possess.

Pleasure rushes through the toy as it wiggles and moans, its body glows softly at these key points, a sexual night light with soft purple and pink glows. The lights flicker back on to reveal the toy once more in its slick shiny rubbery goodness. The conveyor belt moves forward stopping at the very end where X-2953 is standing at the end.

“Let this one look at you,” it commands as O-2693 stands there with a soft moan. The rubber doe toy slips a finger into O-2693’s mouth which it hungrily suckles and slurps. Sleek pink translucent toy vaginal cum oozes from the toy’s mouth as X-toy slips its digits in and out with a wet squelch. Each move of the fingers feels like a mini explosion of pleasure for O-2693, as its main female sex quivers in delight.

“Wonderful, now, this one wants you to think on how your mouth used to be, tongue, teeth and all. Can you do that for this one?” X-toy asks as it looks up at it.

O-2693 shivers and nods, slurping on the toy’s digits as it thinks back to its original mouth design. Slowly, steadily it feels its labia grow and shift back into a tongue which coils around X-toy’s finger. With each slurp the toy’s original mouth steadily returns till it is back to normal.

“How do you feel?”

“Wonderful,” O-2693 responds with a soft pant.

X-toy bleats happily, “This one is glad to hear, now come. Maker is going to want to hear that the updates to your design worked out like it wanted,” X-toy explains as it the bondage around its ankles release, allowing the toy to follow it back out of the room, through the hallways and to the main lab where K-2003 is already standing there, tail swaying eager to see the results.

K-2003 walks over to O-2693 and reaches down to run her claws along its purple handles, “How does that feel?” it asks as O-2693 moans out softly, arching its back showing off its shiny breasts which K-2003 all too happily pushes down with a pair of its own.

“This one will take that as delightful,” K-2003 continues as it reaches down and grips the handles fully, the toy grinds its hands across them in a tight grip, its palms squeak as pleasure rushes through the handles and throughout the rest of O-2693’s body.

“M-maker…” O-2693 moans out delightfully.

“Good, good, everything else is in order,” it says as it looks at the toy’s mouth, “How did the mouth adjustments go?”

“Well, this one defaulted the settings to its traditional mouth.”

“Wonderful job toy,” K-2003 praises.

“Thank you, Maker,” bleats X-2953 as K-2003 pulls O-2693 closer to it.

“Time to do the other half of your advertisement,” says K-2003 as it moves O-2693 back to the elevator where it is elevated back up to the main floor, where it is only a few steps till O-2693 is greeted with the rubber bed, and the dozens of cameras ready to see it’s every movement.

“Onto the bed,” K-2003 commands as it releases the toy’s handles.

“Yes Maker,” O-2693 responds gleefully as it climbs back onto the bed.

“Good toy, now we’ll do a few of the basics shots again, and a few close ups of your vaginal mouth, as patrons do love such delightful things,” K-2003 says as they go through the set of motions, taking about thirty minutes to get it all done before K-2003 steps in front of the cameras.

O-2693 lies on the bed, breasts out, dripping vaginal mouth open, rump hiked, as K-2003 walks beside it and runs a claw along the toy’s back, sending shivers through it, “As you can see this model is the more advanced hybrid model we’ll be selling, and to show off the new adaptive vaginal mouth feature, which is sure to get a whole new set of customers through our doors and onto our website,” K-2003 says as it sits beside O-2693 as the bed creaks under their weight, the bed sheets squeaking under their movements.

“As noted with other models, these handles are connected to the toy’s pleasure centers, allowing full comprehension of them being used,” K-2003 grips one of the handles and then other as it positions itself over the O-2693, its crotch grinds against the base of the rena-drake’s tail, its wings flutter as the pleasure courses through its rubber body, as it moans out with its dripping mouth.

“It builds a reward for the toy, and gives further control of the user of its unit, allowing them feel to be further in command, and to play out their delightful fantasies that we are all too happy to make come true,” it says as the toy says “Lights off,” as the lights turn off revealing the soft glow of O-2693’s bits, its cuffs, and eyes, while K-2003’s own eyes give off a faint cyan glow with its lettering glowing noticeably, “This unit is also equipped with bioluminescent technology, providing a little night time riskie fun for those in the mood for it,” K-2003 winks as it commands the lights back on.

“Now this one knows what you are thinking. But K dash two zero zero three, what happens if the mouth and vaginal mouth shift while in use? Is there a risk of something bad happening to the user?”

K-2003 grins to the camera, “We here at Toys-4-U have thought of that, and we’ll provide a nice demonstration of the adaptive rubber feature of this renamon-dragon hybrid unit,” it says as it tugs on O-2693’s handles as K-2003 commands, “Kneel.”

O-2693 nods and kneels on the bed as K-2003 stands up, towering over O-2693 as the rena-drake is now face to crotch with its Maker for the first time in a month. That delightful cyan clit hood sealing its hot dripping sex.

“O-2693 has its mouth set to vaginal, and we’ll show you the female to female use of this model and while in use we’ll shift to its mouth and show how our advanced adaptive rubber is not adhesive even to this one’s rubber,” K-2003 says as it breaks the seal on its sex.

O-2693 feels a wave of sweet aroma slam into its face, the heat of K-2003’s sex burns its vaginal mouth lips in anticipation as O-2693 sees the translucent cyan juices dripping off the very tip of its clitoral hood. The cyan rubbery sex winks and greets O-2693 in anticipation as the toy feels its arousal grow several fold within mere moments. K-2003’s fingers run across the back of O-2693’s head as its clit hood licks across the toy’s vaginal mouth, adding to the burning need felt within its body.

“Give them a good show,” K-2003 commands as it presses O-2693’s head up between the toy’s crotch. K-2003’s hot juices tingle O-2693’s quivering rubbery sex. It slurps and grinds its face along its Maker’s crotch. Loud rubbery squeaks emanate between K-2003’s crotch as it looks down with a gleeful commanding smile. It rubs behind O-2693’s ears, pressing the toy harder against its crotch as their vaginal juices mingle between each other, stirred around by K-2003’s cyan prehensile clitoral hood.

O-2693 moans out in delight as K-2003 softly moans in controlled thrusts as it rolls its hips against the toy’s face. Slowly a mix of pink and cyan rubbery juices dribble down O-2693’s chin. The juices glisten in the lights to the cameras watching from almost every angle. K-2003 pulls its hips away once to show the wet juicy vaginas that drip their sweet rubber nectar before it slams its hips back against the toy’s face.

“O-2693, switch back to your normal mouth,” K-2003 commands as O-2693 looks up to its maker and with a moanful acknowledgement begins the process of switching its mouth from the oozing drip of the vaginal mouth to the hungry rena-drake mouth.

As it’s mouth shifts, the sweet taste of K-2003’s sex becomes ever clearer, sweeter, more delightful, its mouth still burns with anticipation and delight, lips quivering as it wraps around K-2003’s sex, its tongue now feels the coils of K-2003’s clit hood as K-2003 commands O-2693 where to lick and how hard, puppeting the rena-drake’s tongue for its own pleasure.

O-2693 drinks down all that it can muster, before K-2003 pulls away, showing its clit hood holding onto O-2693’s tongue, forcing the toy to taste every bit of K-2003’s clit hood in front of the cameras before releasing it. “Lick this one clean toy,” K-2003 commands.

“Yes Toy Mistress,” O-2693 responds leaning back in to see a line of toy juices that has run down K-2003’s black rubber thigh. As it works its way up back towards the divinity of the toy’s sex which has once more sealed itself, K-2003 continues its conversation with the cameras as the last bits of salvia beads from the toy’s mouth to K-2003’s sex before breaking.

“No issues. What is that unit’s rubber remains so and is perfectly user friendly and safe. We take the well-being of our customers as a top propriety, followed by the highest quality toys made from the highest quality ingredients. This one hopes you enjoyed this demonstration.”

Eventually O-2693 finishes servicing K-2003 as K-2003 hops off the bed, “Good toy. Now this one to take all the cameras, and put them in the closest over there,” K-2003 says pointing, “After that, straighten out the bed, and use the strawberry polish it has over there,” K-2003 continues pointing to a standoff to the side, “This one has some business to attend to, after that, it has something for you.”

O-2693 nods, “Yes Maker. Right away Maker,” the toy starts to get to work as it looks to K-2003 as it is about to leave, “What do you have for this one Maker?”

K-2003 grins, “You’ll see but this one thinks it is the best fit for a toy like yourself, and when you are done, please be respectful presentable on the bed, thanks!” K-2003 explains as it walks off.

“Yes Maker,” O-2693 replies, its mind wondering lightly on what K-2003 could mean as it gets to work. The toy mindlessly gets to work, taking all the cameras, lights and video equipment and placing them inside a rather large and spacious closet designed to fit these equipment, down to the point that there are numbers for the toy to match up so everything finds its place.

After that the toy goes back to the bed, straightening the covers, finding a few delectable spots of Maker’s juices that it somehow missed. The toy eagerly laps across the juices, moaning softly at the taste before getting back to work, smoothing out, cleaning, polishing the bed and the pillows till it had a mirror like shine.

Afterwards O-2693 gets to polishing itself. It grabs the strawberry scented polish and gets to work, the sweet smell of strawberries mingles with the scent of its Maker in the air, providing a delightful aroma as it tags a rag and polishes up and along its body, cleaning off any missed spots, to make it glisten as much as the bed sheets that it now sits on. The toy moans softly as it wraps the cloth around its handles, pleasuring itself much like if it was rubbing its own needy member, its body still on the verge of a climax that seems to be never obtainable, but that doesn’t matter. What matters to O-2693 that is doing as it is told and being a good toy.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“O-2693 is a good toy.”

“Toy serves.”

“Toy obeys.”

“Toy is an object.”

“Toy is a thing.”

“Toy is a fuck toy.”

After continuously polishing itself the door clicks open, and quickly O-2693 tosses the rag off to the side behind the bed and lays across the bed, presenting itself, throbbing cock, perk nipples, eager mouth, its round rubbery tail. The door opens all the way as K-2003 steps inside.

“And here is what this one was talking to you about,” K-2003 says as O-2693 hears a familiar voice.

“I still can’t get my mind around it. He was setting this up?”

“Well it was something that Patrick wanted and commissioned. Perhaps something for both of you to enjoy. It noticed that the design and features incorporated into its molding are not all aligned to his interests but yours too.”

Angel stares at K-2003 with disbelief, “Wait how do you know what I like? And I don’t get why it took you a week after we met for you to say anything,” Angel says with a hint of frustration in her voice as she walks in right behind K-2003.

“After our meeting, this one had to look into things. Such as if the toy it was working on was the same one that your Patrick wanted. Then it had to do even more digging and it checked your profile to see if your interests matched what Patrick was designing. This one didn’t want to give you bad information.”

“This… I…” she says as she looks over to the completed O-2693, “That is the one I saw when I was last here.”

“Yes, it is, finished and completed to the speciation’s Patrick wanted for you two to share,” K-2003 explains as Angel turns to K-2003.

“How could he even afford all this?” she remarks.

“Well Patrick brought up an interesting idea, and the cost was greatly mitigated by the fact that we are making a lot more of this model, though after his disappearance, this one wouldn’t feel right charging you for something that he wanted you both to have,” K-2003 explains more.

“Are you saying there are going to be dozens? Hundreds more of this toy around?”

“Not of this particular color scheme and number. This unit will remain unique for you. This one couldn’t imagine how you’d feel if you saw a bunch running around given what happened.”

“I see… so this thing is mine?” she asks.

K-2003 smiles and nods, “Yup! And this one is going to let you spend some time with it here alone.”

“Wait what?!” she asks as K-2003 is about to take a step away. O-2693 watches curiously, looking at Angel, the toy’s new owner. The one that gave it meaning and now will give meaning once again. It sees her concern, frustration, anger within her. O-2693 slides across the bed sitting on the edge as Angel continues, “You can’t just expect me to fuck his toy when he is still…”

K-2003 shakes its head, “Of course not. This one isn’t expecting you to do anything but get to know O-2693. Your toy. It is yours after all. It is designed to not only give pleasure but comfort. All Toys-4-U toys provide a service above the traditional physical pleasures. This one understands that losing someone close is difficult. It is not easy, and O-2693 is not a replacement, but someone you can lean on, and hopefully you will find what you are searching for again.”

Angel looks at K-2003 as it stands by the door. Her hands held in fists as she tries to find the words to say when O-2693 speaks up, “This one apologies if it has caused you a problem. It will remain in a more public state if that helps?” O-2693 says as its needy throbbing cock slips back into its sheath. The toy’s body begs for it not to be so, but with a self-done chastity, the member hides snugly within its body.

“O-2693 is responsive to your needs. It won’t try to assist in such pleasures while in distress. This one hopes this toy provides you a little comfort, and perhaps luck that you will find what you are looking for,” K-2003 says as it steps out of the room.

“Wait you just…” Angel watches the sergal toy leave as she turns to face O-2693 who sits at the edge of the bed, tail swishing behind it, wings folded.

“Is there anything this one can do? It is here to help?” O-2693 asks as Angel sighs.

“Could you find my boyfriend Patrick? He’s been missing for over a month, and you were apparently being made thanks to him.”

“Yes this one knows that, but it knows it won’t be any good at finding him. It apologies.”

Angel’s shoulders slump slightly, “Yeah, I figured. Well, more like I know but…” she sighs again as she walks over to O-2693 and looks him over. Her soft delicate hands run across the toy’s smooth rubber body, “Yup, I can really see Patrick’s desires in you. This design would be really up his alley. Pink, purple, a mix of dragon and renamon? Definitely something he’d want.”

“Yes owner. This one knows it is designed heavily on what Patrick desired, though it knows that Patrick desired you most of all.”

Angel cracks a little smile, “A smooth talking toy? Huh. What makes you so certain that he did?” she asks.

“Because this one is made for you, literally,” O-2693 says with a big smile.

Angel chuckles, “You could get away with that one,” she says as she sits down beside the toy as she looks over and gently touch its handles. O-2693 moans softly but holds firm as its toes curl and hands squeeze the bed sheets.

“Is that really that sensitive?” she asks.

“Very much so Owner. This one’s handles are as sensitive as its active sexual ports,” O-2693 explains.

“Ah, hmm, you know he got wearable handles once for him to wear so I could more easily peg him.”

“This one did not know that.”

“I guess he remembered as he was moaning under me that I enjoyed these handles on him,” she chuckles.

O-2693 swishes its tail behind it with a squeak, “This one would imagine. It also has bioluminescent parts, so it glows in the dark, this includes toy’s handles.”

“Do you now?” Angel asks with curiosity.

“Yes.”

“I’ve always had a thing for glowy bits…” she says with a soft sigh as she reaches and grabs the toy’s handle and pulls it closer to her.

The toy squeaks and moans softly as now sits right next to her, “Is there anything you like this one to do owner?” it asks.

“Yeah, first, call me Mistress. I like that a bit better than Owner.”

“Yes Mistress,” O-2693 responds as it then adds, “What’s the other thing?”

“Just stay here with me for a while as I talk. I really need someone who will listen.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Patrick was always a good listener. He didn’t get it all the time, but he tried, and that’s what matters,” she says with a smile.

“Yes Mistress,” O-2693 replies.

K-2003 listens through the door, its ear twitches as the toy’s hint of concern melts into a smile, “Much better,” it says to itself as it walks off back to the store floor, as a toy’s job is never ever done.