FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Brian swallowed the lump in his throat, he glances at his watch, “Only ten minutes left, not a lot of time, but they are toys? What’s staying late going to do?” he wonders as he sneaks past the anthropomorphic Rhino. The human looks around as he enters the store, blushing as he sees a rubber toys greet him. They bow, the ones with breasts are pressed together with their arms as they cheerfully yell out.

“Hello! Welcome to Toys 4 You Super Mega Store!”

Brian jumps back and looks away from the sleek rubbery and naked bodies, “I’m good,” he softly replies as he scampers off deeper into the store. He gently rubs his hands together as his eyes dart around from one thing to the next. A suppressed excitement swells up within him. His eyes go wide, the smell of latex, rubber, cleaning supplies hits his nostrils as all the shining suits lined up and down an entire aisle of the store.

His heart pounds, he feels each beat in his chest, hands shake, palms sweaty, he looks around again to see if anyone sees him. No one, but he gets a sense someone is watching, his breaths grow heavy as he looks through the suits, “Please, please, please, let there be one already. This will make it easier for me,” he mutters softly to himself as the sound of metal sliding along the railing is made as he looks through the hanging suits.

A white and black rubber shark toy peers over the side. Its spiked collar shines around its neck with the designation I-2843 hanging from a tag between two spikes. It gives a toothy grin as it slinks over to Brian as it suddenly says causing the human to jump in fright, “Hello! How may this one be of service to you?”

Brian swallows back down his heart as he turns to see the sensual, sleek female shark toy standing before him, “I… uh, I’m good. J-just browsing.”

“Browsing you say?” I-toy leans in, its body squeaks as it looks around, running its fingers along various suits with an ever so soft squeak, “Anything in particular you are looking for? To warn, the store closes soon, so you may want to find something soon or you might have to work here, and as you know, only toys truly work here,” the toy gives a big sharky tooth grin.

Brian nods several times, his hands shaking, “I-I… w-will keep that in mind,” he quickly replies.

“I-toy? What are you doing to that poor customer? Maker said we are to get things in order for the trip in two days,” says a black and dark blue female rubber sergal toy with the designation M-2383 on its collar.

“This one is just helping the lost little customer in need of some help,” I-toy replies with a toothy grin.

“But Maker said we have to get ready. We aren’t on duty to help customers right now,” M-toy says with a soft almost whine like tone.

I-toy sighs and rolls her eyes, “Fine, but no more out of you,” it says as it grabs M-toy’s rubber sergal muzzle.

“But Ma--” M-toy words are cut off as I-toy gives its fellow toy a sly grin.

“No more buts out of you or I’ll do things to your butt,” it chuckles as it tugs its fellow toy along, I-toy calling out to Brian, “Still hurry, we close soon,” as it drags M-toy away.

Brian blushes during the entire scene but once they walk away he sighs and rubs the back of his head, “Those were toys? How weird,” he mutters to himself as he continues to browse. Suit after suit, he runs his fingers through the fine quality rubber. It feels so sleek against his fingertips, as he hears an announcement, “Greetings customers. The store is now closed. Please bring your final selections up to the front register for check out. Thank you again for shopping at Toys-4-U Super Mega store. We will reopen at…” the announcer announces.

Brian continues to search, “It has to be here… it has to be. They make so many different suits, with so many styles and species, it's impossible to think they don’t have it,” Brian mutters to himself as his frantic search only grows more frantic as in the distance he can hear the beep of a check out as the store goes quieter. Allowing him to hear the soft squeaks of toy’s moving about.

After several minutes more of searching, Brian sighs and mutters, “Its not here… I should have checked online and ordered it but…” he trails off as he takes one step and bumps into something soft smooth and squeaky. He stumbles back a few steps and looks up at a towering toy that has at nearly a foot in height over him. Sleek black rubber skin, cyan hair and eyes, cuffs that say in cyan glowing lettering “Fuck Toy” a collar around its neck that has a silver tag with the designation K-2003 on it.

K-2003 grins and leans forward, its arm squeezing the breasts together, causing a loud squeak, its rump hikes as it says, “Sorry but we are closed now. Was there something you were looking for? It couldn’t help you looked a bit sad about our selection. Was something amiss?” K-2003 asks in a soft sweet voice. The toy’s black skin so well shined that Brian could almost see himself in it.

Brian looks away, his hands rub against each other as he stumbles with his words before finally managing you say, “I am, was, am, uh, looking for a suit.”

K-2003 watches the human squirm, her smile doesn’t wane, “A suit? We have so many kinds of suits. This one is sure there is something you’d like. Here let this one help you.”

“Uh, but I’m good. You are closed right?”

“Don’t you worry, this one can keep one register going long enough for you to find something. This one knows that the trip to get here is long for many customers, and it be a shame if you got here, was so close, and didn’t get what you want. After all you didn’t have much time to look,” K-2003 says as it browses through the rack of rubber suits.

“Yea--how did you know I just got here?”

“Let’s see. What would look good on you?” K-2003 pulls out a rubber sergal suit of black and yellow. A collar around the head piece says C-2883, the same designation showing up along the black sleek tail. The inside of the suit is a soft smooth latex yellow.

K-2003 tilts its head in surprise, “C-2883 how did you get in here?”

C-2883 sheepishly grins, “This one came in to get checked out and it accidentally got put on the suit rack,” it explains.

K-2003 sighs, “You know you could have asked for help. Your owner is going to worry about you.”

“This one had another day. Owner wasn’t going to worry.”

“Then why didn’t you call for help?”

“This one liked waiting in anticipation to be selected and filled,” it replies with rubbery blush.

K-2003 gently pets the rubber head, “Fair enough. This one will remember to pick you back up after tomorrow then and get you back to your owner.”

“Thank you, Maker,” C-2883 replies as K-2003 puts it back onto the rubber suit rack.

“Now… lets see what would be good,” K-2003 says to itself as it rubs its chin.

Brian’s brain shuts down for a moment as he watches the conversation between toy and suit go on for a moment before he softly says, “Excuse me?”

“A dragon suit could work. This one thinks you’d like that. Would you like a dragon suit?” K-2003 inquires looking over its shoulder at him.

“Uh…” Brian blushes as he’s trying not to stare at K-2003 sleek rubber rump.

“Hmm perhaps a digimon. Renamon’s are popular,” K-2003 rushes down the aisle.

“Wait, I…” Brian trails off as K-2003 scampers down with a soft squeak as it pulls out a pink and white rubber Renamon suit.

“How about this?” K-2003 holds it out, a femboi male designed rubber suit.

Brian blushes more, “No, I…”

“No? Hmm, this one thought that work,” K-2003 browses some more, “Perhaps something fiercer?” it says as it pulls out a sleek black rubber xenomorph suit, “How about this? For those who want to be a fierce faceless drone in the most sensual and xenomorphic of ways?”

Brian blushes more as he looks at the sleek rubber suit. The vibrant details built into the alien monster made famous by all those movies. His heart pounded as his body tingled with aroused excitement, but he shook his head, “No, I…”

K-2003’s ears dropped, “This one was sure of this one… how about…” K-2003 rubs its chin

“Excuse me?”

K-2003 turns its attention back to him, “Yes?”

“Would it… um perhaps… be easier… if I um…” Brian looks away.

“Yes? What is it?” K-2003 asks as it moves closer and leans in, “This one is happy to listen.”

“If… I um told you if I um… what kind of suit I’d like?”

K-2003 smiles wide, “Of course! You are always free to tell this one. If you have one in mind already, why didn’t you tell it earlier?”

Brian nods slowly while looking away, “I-I want a dark Lugia latex suit to wear… in public…”

K-2003’s eyes widen ever so slightly, “In public? A public display piece hmm?” K-2003 rubs its chin, “This one is curious. Most want such suits for private use, but public means extended wear, and need to most likely operate in suit. That requires more advanced suits. Why do you want one of those models? Not that this one is against it but knowing the customer’s needs help this one in picking out or if need be designing a suit to fit those needs.”

“Y-you see… I have a problem with… well um… dealing with people.”

K-2003 tilts its head, “But this one is not a person. It is a toy. Why are you having trouble with this one?”

“Uh…” Brian lets out an uneasy chuckle, “In general. Doing things in public. I feel so naked.”

“And you think a suit will help?” K-2003 curiously asks as it adjusts itself standing tall once more.

“Yeah… yes… correct. I once had a job as a mascot. Best job I ever had, I felt so free. But sadly, it was short lived.”

K-2003 nods listening to the story, “You want a Pokémon themed dark Lugia rubber suit? And what’s your price range?”

“Money is no issue. Despite my issue, I’m a great poker player and I’ve made well enough money to afford the best you have.”

K-2003 nods, “This one plays poker, perhaps one day we’ll play a hand?”

“You play poker?” he asks in surprise.

“Yes, but probably not good enough to play professionally against someone like you. Well now that this one has an idea of what you want. You desire a full bodied, public able, dark Lugia rubber suit. One that would give you the appearance of this legendary pokémon while giving you the ability to function in the real world? Would it be full lugia or more anthropomorphic?”

“I’d prefer fuller Lugia style but I want my fingertips… well suited for use in interacting in the real world.”

“Like a card game perhaps?”

“Y-yeah like that.”

K-2003 nods rubbing its chin with a rubbery squeak, “This one thinks it knows just the thing for that. Follow this one please.”

Brian nods, “Okay,” he replies as looks around to see a few other toys working in the distance, cleaning the floor, putting up stock, but nothing else of note. He keeps his eyes lowered, trying his best not to stare at K-2003’s sleek black ass as he’s guided to the far end of the store. Down towards the employee only section. He looks up as K-2003 types into a keypad. The door clicks unlock as it opens the door, the toy walks in as it holds the door open, “Please follow this one.”

“Y-yes, sure,” Brian replies as he walks through the door as he continues to follow the rubber sergal toy deeper within the store. The scent of rubber still heavy in the air, the toy squeaks softly with each step as the lights above reflect the brilliant shine the toy keeps. They go down one hallway then another. Taking a few turns before they reach a room that says, “Toy Testing room.”

K-2003 unlocks the door via a keypad and walks through letting Brian step into the surprisingly bland looking room. It is a small square box of a room with a concrete floor, hanging lights above and another door to exit on the other side. The door behind them closes and locks with a click as Brian looks around confused in this barren room.

“This is an odd room for toy testing. I’d think there be a bed or something like that if you want to test out a toy,” Brian remarks with relatively fluidity with only a few stutters here and there.

“Wrong kind of toys. We have plenty of rooms for that, this is for different kind of toys, but we aren’t here for that,” K-2003 explains as it turns around simply stand there.

“Oh… uh… okay. Then, um... Why are we here?”

“We are to wait till the item that is needed for your suiting to arrive. And this is a good room to just simply wait in,” K-2003 explains its clitoral hood breaking the seal from its sex, allowing the arousing aroma to slowly fill the room.

Brian nods nervously as he looks around, “O-okay,” he replies as the sweet rubbery scent of the sergal toy secretly fills his lungs. Arousal builds within him which causes him to turn away and adjust himself, a bulge in his shorts growing as he pretends to admire the architecture of the room. Eventually though the door behind K-2003 opens and a purple and black rubber doe walks into the room.

“Forgive this one for taking so long, but this one was also preparing for your trip in two days,” the toy responds. Brian curiously looks over to the noise and sees the toy with the same cuffs and collar like K-2003 but in a black and purple scheme on its collar is the tag that says X-2953.

X-2953 has in its hoofed fingered hands a large pokéball shaped box. It hands it to K-2003 who graciously accepts it, “Thank you toy. You may continue to prepare the Salazzle models for the trip.”

“Yes Maker,” X-2953 replies as it walks off.

Brian quirks an eyebrow, “Salazzle models?”

K-2003 grins, “You think this one just does a few Pokémon? This one is a special request it is working on but that is a company secret, no telling others now, or there be consequences,” K-2003 cheerfully says as it walks over to him.

“D-don’t worry, I won’t,” Brian replies as K-2003 moves closer to him. The toy’s polished raspberry aroma filling his nostrils along with K-2003’s sweet rubbery sex. His heart races as he looks at the pokéball with its red and white strapped colors. The toy holds it up with both hands as it moves in even closer with a strange silence.

“Okay!” K-2003 cheerfully says as it opens the box revealing a pair of cuffs for the wrists, ankles and collar. Their collar is a deep dark purple offset by a lighter purple, the colors of a dark lugia itself, “Now put these on. Strip before hand. It will make the first fitting process easier.”

Brian looks at the toy with a dumbfounded look, “What?”

“The clothes are going to get in the way for first wear calibrations. This one wants the suit to fit perfectly. So this one respectfully requests that you take off your clothes now before putting on these cuffs and collar.”

Brian stands there for a moment, “How… how… um… how is these related to my suit?” he asks as he points to the cuffs. Part of him likes how they look, his arousal twitching as he does like their look, but logic still wins in the battle of the two heads.

“We are going to use an advanced suiting method, similar to how we do the drone hoods, but within cuff and collar form. Your suit is within them.”

Brian blinks again, “My suit is in these?” he points.

K-2003 nods repeatedly and smiles, “Yup!”

“And you want me to strip to wear them?”

“Yup! But it's really needed for the first time. It becomes more optional after that.”

“But I…” Brian blushes as he looks away.

K-2003 tilts its head, “What is it?”

“That would mean… that… you’d um…”

“Are you shy if this one sees you naked?” K-2003 asks in a sweet curiosity tone.

Brian silently nods.

“I-I get n-nervous around people. I n-need a suit to help. How do you think being… naked is going to do for me?”

K-2003 tilts its head. Brian looks at the sergal toy as if the words just flew right over its head, “But this one is a toy not a person. Do you get shy in front of your bathrobe? This one is a simple object. Here to serve other’s needs. Why would you get shy in front of it? This one has seen lots of naked customers before. This one is not here to judge but serve.”

Brian blushes, “Uh… uh ah um, if you um put it that way. Just turn around. D-don’t look as I undress.”

“Alright,” K-2003 does an abrupt turn, its black rubber back now facing him Brian feels the anxiety alleviate slightly as he undresses. Eventually he finds himself naked, the cool air brushing up against his bare skin as he holds his clothes over his crotch as he looks around.

“Uhh… Where do I put these?”

K-2003 looks over its shoulder, “This one forgot, sorry about that. This one will hold onto them for you,” it says as it offers a hand to grab them.

Brian blushes a bit before handing them over to the toy, revealing his aching, and throbbing erection between his legs. His hands relaxing in front of it as he does his best to try to hide his shame.

K-2003 holds Brian’s clothes under its arm while holding the still open pokéball box in the other, “Are you ready then?” K-2003 asks as it presents the box before him.

Brian nods, “H-how long till I am… suited?” he asks as he picks up the first cuff. He’s surprised at the weight. It feels as of there is lead built right into the cuff, “Kinda heavy…”

“Of course. It contains the rubber needed to create your suit. Its bound to be heavy. Toy can’t bend the laws of physics. It might go to jail, and this one doesn’t want that. Though it bets the prisoners would be happy…”

Brian looks at the toy for a moment a little confused, but regardless he puts the cuff around his wrist. It slips on with a surprising ease and tightens slightly, locking it into place, but it's not so tight as it cuts off blood circulation, it's more of a skin tight fit.

K-2003 looks ver the cuff from its spot, “Everything looks to be working order, please do the next cuffs, and the collar last.”

“Why the collar last?” Brian asks.

“For show.”

“For show? Wh... wha… are you broadcasting?” Brian tenses up.

“No. Only you and this one sees this. But it's a nice show of one to put the collar on last, right?”

Brian nods, “Alright, that makes sense I guess?” he replies as he puts on the other cuff, then the ankle cuffs, lastly, he grabs the collar. It weighs three times as much as all of the other pieces. The smooth rubber runs across his fingers as he breathes heavily, his cock twitches in the cool air as for a moment he’s forgotten about this currently exposed self.

K-2003 watches from its position clothes in one arm and hand, an empty box in the other. Its tail swishes behind it with excitement. It wiggles its rump as it asks, “Do you want this one to help put it on?”

“N-no. I-I got this,” Brian replies as eh takes a deep breath, the back end of the collar snaps open the rubber splitting apart like Moses splitting the Red Sea. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Brian puts the collar around his neck. The rubber ends reseal themselves to form one solid collar once again, which auto tightens around his neck to a smooth skin-tight finish.

Brian feels a slight prick in the back of his neck. He reaches instinctively and feels the rubber collar as tingling sensation runs up and down his spine and into his mind. He shivers as he looks at the sergal toy who continues to watch with excitement.

“W-what was that?”

“That’s the collar and cuffs synchronizing.”

“Think Activation command word now.”

“What was that? Who said that?” Brian asks as he looks around.

“That’s the collar setting up your command word. Just think your command word, confirm it, and say yes to calibration suiting.”

“That’s kinda cool,” he replies as he takes a moment and thnks, “Latex Diving.”

“Please Confirm Activation Command,” the voice speaks into his mind.

“Latex Diving.”

“Acknowledged. Would you like to calibrate your suit now?”

“Yes.”

“Acknowledged,” the collar replies into his mind as Brian feels wet around the edges of the cuffs and collar. Brian instinctively reaches for the sensation when K-2003 interrupts.

“Best not to move much for the first time. It makes it easier for the suit to make its calibrations,” K-2003 explains as Brian stops himself as he looks at the expanding black and purple collared rubber oozing from every cuff and collar.

Brian moans as the rubber rolls over his skin as a skin tight catsuit starts to form over every inch of his pale white skin. Like a thin layer of syrup, it flows over Brian’s body. He moans softly as he feels the sliding of rubber across his skin, it tightens slightly as it moves, moving around this rump, his length, his head. Every inch of his body is steadily encased in the thin layer of rubber. So thin Brian can almost see through it to his human form as his hair, ears, mouth, are soon coated in the stuff. He gasps in surprise as the rubber snakes its way into his rump and down his urethra. The strange sensation of the thin but noticeable rubber reminding him of what is going on. He lets out a moan as another layer of rubber flows out of the bondage. A thick squirming tentacle slides around the rubber skin, like a snake slithering through water.

Brian’s ass clenches as he feels this rubber snake slip into his rear, “H-hey, wha…” he moans out as K-2003 smiles as it says.

“Shh… relax, it's feeling you out, everything will be fine. This is all normal,” K-2003 nonchalantly explains as the tentacle dives deeper into his rear, rubbing along his prostate, causing his cock to jump and dribble bits of pre-cum.

“H-how is this…”

The toy continues to hush Brian as it places a rubber finger on his lips for just a moment. Brian’s eyes go wide as another one of these rubber snakes slithers across his aching member. It coils around his own throbbing snake, like an anaconda. The coils grow tight as they wrap over and over all the way to the very tip where the head of this rubber snake latches on and gently suckles the tip.

Brian curls his toes and lets out a moan as his member is teased, the sensations reaching a near climatic fever when he feels his very cock tip become the center of some attention. His mind drawn to the pleasure as he fails to notice stage three of the suit. More rubber floods out of the cuffs and collar. They grow lighter in the process as the rubber expands and spreads over his form. His body grows, his arms flattening as large Lugia wings form. His body puffing out around the waist as the neck elongates.

His body tingles as he feels a strange sensation of his sense of height remaining the same yet also growing as his vision shifts from internally to an external view of the growing dark Lugia. The beaklike face forms as the tongue wiggles about. Brian feels the duel sensation of his own tongue and the tongue of the lugia reach his mind. He shivers out as his cock twitches in arousal, his arms widening and growing into larged fingered wings as back spikes and tail form along his backside.

He pants heavily as the suit forms around his human core. He feels a sense of weightlessness as the suit lifts him off of his feet as he better suits the suit being in the very center. He closes his eyes, vision from his world vanishes and when he opens it is focused on the outside.

He looks down at K-2003 as he’s gotten a foot in height on it. His rubber suit skin feels the cool air surrounding him, the cold concrete floor under his feet, yet he feels the beating warmth of his body. His human form trapped within the bondage of the suit. His crotch smooth, no sexual organs present as he finds himself moving for the first time with the suit. Or is the suit moving him? It's hard to tell, his mind tries to understand what is happening. Is he there in the center? Or is he the suit? His mind tries to process these confusing sensations as the rubber around him tightens again.

Suspended in fluid rubber, while tightly bound within his body catsuit he lets out a breath of air. The Lugia breathes the air rushes down into his suit and to him, providing him the much-needed oxygen and cool air to keep his self-stable. The heat from the rubber enveloping him doesn’t trap the heat within his body but draws it away, helping Brian stay cool, and comfortable despite being trapped deep within the larger lugia body.

He blinks a few more times as he adjusts to the disorientation of seeing from a location he’s not used to. His head moves his wings twitch, the duality of what he’s feeling a constant reminder that he’s in a suit, yet this is too good to be a simple suit. K-2003 watches rump wiggling, tail swaying, as it stands tall waiting for the last bits to finish. The shifting and growth of rubber ending as Brian looks over himself.

“T-this is amazing!” he exclaims as he moves his head around, his body squeaks as it shines under the light. He wobbles as he adjusts to his changed center of gravity. His body teased, tormented as he feels a throbbing ache between his legs but when he moves his hands to hide it he finds nothing.

“This one is glad you are enjoying yourself already,” K-2003 says as it leans up and gently runs its fingers across the smooth rubber crotch of the Lugia suit. Brian moans out as he feels the sensitive rubber skin transmit the sensations to his sensitive and more importantly constantly teased member. He shudders and closes his eyes focusing on the sensation for a moment before pulling back, “Everything feels comfortable in there?”

Brian pants and nods as he looks down at K-2003, “Yes, very. It feels wonderful.”

“The touch you feel here,” K-2003 rubs, “Is transmitted to the collar, the location triangulated between the cuffs and the collar and then a like sensation is pressed into your human form underneath, giving you the tender feel you desire to react as needed, as if you were a living, breathing Lugia.

Brian nods, “Yes… I can see that, but why am I teased so much?” he moans softly.

“Because it's fun and this one knows you’d love it. Don’t you love it?”

Brian shivers, his body creaks under the movement, he takes a step back just to give himself a bit of breathing room as he nods, “I love it.”

“Don’t you feel safe? Secure? Held nice and tight by your suit? It now shields you from the outside world but doesn’t block you from it. Let the bondage of the suit free you from what is holding you back,” K-2003 softly says as it pulls away.

“Hmm… ooh yes. This feels… tell me um… do you happen to have,” Brian looks away, “More Pokémon themed bondage? Something to go along with this?”

K-2003 smiles, “Oh we have many themed bondage devices, but this one… hmm let it think for a moment,” K-2003 stands tall and gently rubs its chin. The toy looks up at nothing as its tongue runs across its lips, “This one thinks, ah yes we do have something like that and in stock, but before that we should make sure everything in your suit is in working order, come follow this one. It needs a place to put your clothes, so they don’t get dirty.” it explains as it heads to the rood where the purple doe toy came out earlier.

“Uh... yes, sure, that sounds good.” Brian replies as he follows as. His head gently bumps against the top of the door as he squeezes through with a soft squeak. K-2003 holds the door open.

“Watch yourself, you’re a bit bigger in suit than you are normally. Take that in mind if you want to get this suit model.”

“Yes, good to know…” Brian replies as he gets into the hallway before continuing, “Wait, this isn't my suit? Just a suit to try?”

“Yes, no, and yes,” K-2003 replies.

“Huh?” Brian quirks an eyebrow as he continues to follow, his arousal aching between his legs, trapped, wanting to be free, but only to be endlessly teased by the suit.

“It is a test model to see if you want. It can be yours if you pay. Till then it's not yours. This one isn’t just going to give you a free suit because you wanted to try it. It has to run a serious business,” K-2003 explains an affirmative nod as they go through another set of doors to a large poker table set in the center. A light illuminates it as darkness surrounds the corner till K-2003 flips as witch and lights up the rest revealing a set of chairs off to the side, one of which the toy places Brian’s clothes.

“There we go.”

“Why do you have a poker table back here?”

“For poker.”

“Didn’t you just say you run a serious business?”

“Yup.”

“Then why is there a poker table in an adult toy store?”

“To play poker of course.”

“But why?”

K-2003 tilts its head, “Can’t play poker without a poker table.”

“You can.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, well it's better this way,” K-2003 nods with an affirmative squeak as three toys enter the room. The first is a red and black dragoness toy, the cuffs and collar glow the red letterings “Fuck Toy” as the tag on it says R-7139. The next toy is a solid dark blue with orange highlight double breasted sergal toy. On its collar is the designation G-2273. The last is a hermaphrodite solid purple gryphon toy with the designation A-2083 on its collar.

Brian looks at the toy’s nervously but at the same time he feels an excitement rush through him. His arousal beats ever stronger, the tentacle in his rump teasing him, the one around his member squeezing him, his body protected under layers of rubber.

“They don’t see me. They see the Lugia. The strong, powerful shadow Lugia,” Brian thinks to himself as he swallows a lump in his throat takes a step forward, “Hello my name is Brain… I mean Brian.”

The toys wave, “Hello,” they respond as K-2003 looks to the gryphon, “This one wants you to get the Poké bondage ball, but first this one wants you to help this one set up the poker table for two.”

A-2083 squeaks and nods, “Yes Maker, but which two? Those two?” it asks with a soft chirp.

K-2003 nods, “Give this one the dragon and give the lugia the sergal.”

“Toy Mistress, w-what are you planning?” R-toy asks.

K-2003 smirks, “You should know.”

The dragon toy gulps and squirms, its sex drips as its sex tenses, “Y-yes Toy Mistress.”

The blue sergal toy nods, “Yes Maker, this one understands, it will be a good toy and help,” it replies as G-toy and A-toy lift the poker table and move it a few feet off to the side revealing several shackles, and bondage equipment bolted to the ground. The chairs bolted to the floor with bondage D rings tied to the front and thick knotted dildos built right into the chair for those who sit down.

Brain’s eyes go wide, “W-what kind of poker game do you play?!”

“Poker,” K-2003 replies as the purple gryphon grabs the blue double breasted sergal by the collar and tugs it down. The dark blue sergal moans in excitement as its arms are pulled behind its back. Its cuffs tied to the straps that are tied to the floow. The toy’s legs wrapped in thick leather straps as it’s forced to remain kneeling. The gryphon toy chirps to itself as it runs a leather strap from the toy’s collar to the chair and tugs it forward, placing the sergal toy’s muzzle right between where someone’s crotch will be.

R-toy watches, its wings flutter as it looks over to K-2003, “M-me too?” it whimpers needlingly. The dragon toy’s legs rub up against each other with a squeak.

“You too, and this one might activate the cameras under the table to give a little show for those wanting to see what happens under the table,” K-2003 says as it gently rubs the dragon’s toy muzzle. Its fingers push into the dragon’s muzzle as it instinctively suckles, “Good toy.”

The gryphon toy tugs on the constraints making sure that the dark blue sergal toy is well secured before it walks over to the two other toys, “This one next Maker?” A-toy asks.

K-2003 nods and gently pats R-toy on the muzzle, “Especially this one. Make sure the bondage is extra tight.”

“This one always does Maker,” A-toy replies as it reaches and tugs at R-toy’s collar. The dragon toy squeaks and meeps as its forced down onto all fours. The dragon’s sex drips profusely as it squirms in need.

Brian watches as the gryphon binds the dragon’s toy’s wings behind its back, its wrists to the base of the chair, its legs to the floor. Straps and bondage are layered upon the toy like the sergal. Each bit holds them further in place, making it so they can barely wiggle in their spot forcing their heads on the chairs ready to service anyone who sits down on those relatively big plugs.

The purple gryphon toy squeaks as it stands up gently rubbing its claws as it looks, “How’s that Maker?”

“You forgot one thing.”

“What is that?” it asks with a soft inquisitive chirp, “You forgot to plug their southern holes. You know if they just continue to drop there, there will be more to clean… more for you to clean.”

A-toy nods, “Yes Maker! This one will be right back with the plugs.”

“Bring the Pokébondage ball while you are at it.”

“Yes Maker!” A-toy exclaims as it rushes out of the room.

K-2003 turns to Brian, “Don’t worry. This one sometimes forgets to add the plugs too. It forgives its fellow toy unit for the mistake.

Brian stands there for a moment his brain trying to put together the scene he just saw. He sees the two toys all bound up squirming, the plug he is sure to be sitting on, the scent of rubber heavy in the air, the sight of two helpless toys makes his heart race even faster.

“What kind of poker game is this?!” he eventually exclaims breaking the silence.

K-2003 blinks and tilts its head, “Poker?” it responds as it wiggles its rump, “Don’t worry, this will be fixed soon. It's only a slight delay,” K-2003 says as it walks over to him and gently runs its cyan claw tips along his smooth rubber skin. Brian shivers as his head follows the toy’s movements.

“T-that’s fine.”

“So you feel this just fine? Does it feel in accordance where it should?” K-2003 asks.

“Yes I think so… you want to play a poker game?” Brian asks.

“Perhaps, we shall see. Toy wants to first to make sure this is working, then we can discuss playing a game,” K-2003 happily explains as it slowly walks around Brian, its hand gently touching his suited body all the while.

A little while later the purple gryphon returns carrying a massive Pokéball. The outer layer shines in a reflective metal of red and white. The toy carrying it awkwardly on its back places it in the corner with a heavy thud revealing the weight of the device.

“How much does that way?” Brian asks.

“Three hundred pounds,” A-toy nonchalantly replies as it holds a bag in its arm which it carries over to the two squirming toys.

Brian gulps, “Did it just say three hundred pounds?”

K-2003 nods, “Yup! We make toys able to handle heavy needs of users, so each toy has strength far above the average user to help assist in their manual labor needs,” K-2003 advertises.

“Does that include you?” he asks as K-2003 looks up at him.

“Yup!” it cheerfully says as A-toy pulls out a set of thick butt plugs and pumps.

Brian curiously approaches with K-2003 following him. He watches as A-2083 takes the first black rubber plug and gently rubs it against its own sex. The toy’s slick purple juices run across it, its avian member growing hard as it does so. The toy moans softly as it teases itself before placing the plug at the sergal toy G-2273’s pucker. The sergal toy tenses and moans. Its rump milks the tip of the plug as Brian is reminded of his own as its slowly pushed in. The toy and Brian tense as the plug eventually is pushed past the point of no return and slips around leaving nothing but a ring nub to pull it out. The dark blue sergal toy moaning deeply along the way.

R-7139 tenses and squirms against its bondage. It tries to look over its shoulder in vain as it suddenly feels the plug against its tender rear. The toy’s tail stiffens as its hole is spread wider and wider. The plug going deeper and deeper into its body till suddenly it pops into it, the toy shivering in delight as it closes its eyes in delight.

“Is all that necessary?” Brian asks in a curious nervousness.

“Yes. Can’t let the toy’s leak and get the gear all rusted. You know how much it costs to replace them? A lot,” K-2003 explains as the gryphon toy takes two elongated deflated balloon shaped pump plugs. The toy slips them into the sergal and the dragon’s needy sexes at the same time.

The toy’s rubber juices provide ample lubrication as it slides into their forms. The toys tug at their constraints once again as the inflatables are pushed nice and deep. Then A-toy grabs the pumps and starts a pumping. One pump, two pumps, three. Each pump inflates the plug in their primary sex ports. They moan out, their tongues hanging out in need, desire, lust, delight. The drip in their sexes slowly slows down with each pump, till eventually each reaches the point adn their holes are sealed off completely.

“Give them three more pumps for good measure,” commands K-2003.

“Yes Maker,” A-toy replies as it does so. The dark blue sergal toy’s clit hood wraps around the air tube and squeezes it tightly as they are filled so well on the inside.

“Good toy,” K-2003 says as it walks over to the toys, its rubber claws gently running across the two bound toy’s heads before gently pet caressing the gryphons’ head, “Let's get the table back into place.”

“Y-yes Maker,” A-2083 replies as the two toys take the table and place it back into place hiding the two toys underneath, “Much better.”

“Was there anything else you needed this one for Maker?” the gryphon asks.

K-2003 nods, “Help this one rub and massage the suited Lugia. It wants to make sure everything is in order.”

The gryphon chirps, “Yes Maker!”

“A rub down?” Brian asks nervously.

K-2003 nods, “This one thinks it will help a lot. Just relax and let us toys get to work. After that it will go into about the bondage ball and what kind of stakes we’ll have for our poker game,” K-2003 smiles happily as the two toys approach and flank him.

Brian stumbles and lands on his rump with a soft squeak. He grunts as the force of the landing although soft, reminds him of his plugged rump, “W-what are you doing?” he asks K-2003 runs its claws along Brian’s rubber leg. The sensation of its touch transmitted perfectly to his form as the toy replies, “Testing the suit, nothing wrong with that? This one wants to make sure you are happy with your hopeful purchase,” the toy climbs onto Brian’s Lugia body. The toy squeaks as the human trapped within feels each point of contact as the toy crawls on top of him like a tiger.

The gryphon toy chirps as it gently rubs Brian’s rubber feet as it asks, “You feel that sir?”

Brian nods, “Yes,” he moans out as K-2003 climbs higher up his body. The toy’s hands now on his upper chest, the toy not able to reach the long Lugia neck, but he certainly feels the toy’s tail brush against his lower belly. The slow, steady yet constant drip of K-2003’s hot rubber sex as its rubbery aroma fills the room, driving him wild.

“Good, good, this one sees you are reacting correctly. Let it know if any sensation feels off.”

“L-like what?”

“Well if toy touches your right side with its foot like so,” K-2003’s rubber leg grinds against his side, the toy’s toes gently brushing along his sensitive side as he squirms letting out a soft moan, “And you feel it on the left side, or something like that.”

Brian nods, “I… I feel it on the right side.”

K-2003 smiles, “Excellent,” K-2003 wiggles its rump and looks over to the gryphon toy, “Please test his oral faculties for this one.”

A-2083 chirps happily, “With pleasure Maker!” as it sensually walks over towards Brian’s lugia’s head. The toy’s tail feathers wiggle, the cock bobs, as its female sex underneath drips causing a glistening line of female toy juices to show up on its leg which is spread as the two legs run past each other purposely to cause a loud squeak.

“I-I don’t think it's necessary…” Brian replies as K-2003 tilts its head, “This one must be sure you can drink and eat in your suit for extended wear,” K-2003 says as it turns around and crawls towards his crotch. K-2003 gently places a hand on the area where Brian’s cock would be. It presses down and rubs the area as the sensation is transmitted to his aching member.

Brian moans out and arches his back, his toes curl as he shudders in delight, “This one thinks you want to anyway, it can feel it. Just need to let you relax and get past that little ol wall of yours,” K-2003 explains as Brian looks up to see the gryphon standing over him. The cock twitches over his head as A-toy reaches down and caresses Brian’s lugia head.

Brian feels the soft tender touches on his real body. He pants softly, mouth open as despite laying on a cold hard floor feels relatively comfortable where he is. The gryphon toy lifts his head and places his avian cock into the Lugia’s mouth.

Without thinking Brian closes his lips, the Lugia mouth copying his movements as he starts to suckle. Rubber fills his own mouth as the texture and taste of the gryphon’s throbbing length is copied and transmitted to the rubber that formed inside of Brian’s mouth.

Brian runs his tongue along the length, the lugia suit doing the same in kind. A-toy chirp moans softly as it bucks into suckling mouth. Over and over the member slips in and out of his lips. The pre-cum flowing down the Lugia’s throat and down into Brian’s mouth, but the taste of which was always there. Soon the imitation was replaced by reality as the toy juices flow down into his mouth.

Meanwhile K-2003 continues to rub and caress his suit’s smooth crotch. The sergal toy’s hot crotch on his upper belly as K-2003 feels through the rubber to gauge the human trapped underneath. Its breasts press down against his body, the weight of which Brain can feel in earnest.

Brian never felt so hopeless yet so free at the same time. The sensation of being bound, held down by the two toys, teased, is wonderful, while its liberating that his own shyness isn’t getting in the way. He was drawn into the moment, teased, fucked, as he is made to give oral to the gryphon which after a few minutes gave a hot purple load of toy cum into his mouth.

Brian’s eyes go wide once again as the seed flood down the Lugia’s throat and soon enough down his own. The grape flavored-like toy cum fills his stomach as he hungrily drinks down every drop. The gryphon toy chirps happily as K-2003 while still rubbing looks over its shoulder at the two.

“Is everything working?” the toy asks as if nothing sexual just occured.

“It appears so Maker,” A-toy replies as it pulls back.

“Brian did everything work?”

Brian after a moment of silence nods, “Oh fuck yes it did,” he pants.

K-2003 wiggles its rump and slides off of his body, “Excellent! Now toy can show you the bondage ball.”

Brian nods, “I-I’d like that,” as he slowly regains some of his composure. The gryphon toy’s taste lingering on his lips as the gryphon toy stands besides K-2003. The sergal toy gently caresses the gryphon’s cock, squeezing its breasts as the toy says.

“You’ve done good, just stay near incase this one or Brian needs anything, okay?”

“Y-yes Maker,” the gryphon chirps as it walks off to the side, leaving Brain to focus on just the sleek sergal toy who guides him to the larger pokéball that is big enough to even fit his lugia size.

The two approach the ball as K-2003 runs a finger over the button in the center. It presses it down, the toy’s rump hikes as it does so. Brian’s attention is torn between the toy’s ass and the ball that hisses open. A light shine from the inside door of the ball revealing a sleek fluid black rubber interior. K-2003 gently runs its fingers across the latex as it ripples like water, “A fully contained, and fully automated bondage cell trapped within a Pokéball for those who want to fantasize being a pokémon and being ‘trained’ to serve their Master. This one has seen much art on the various desires people have with this. This one couldn’t help but design one for those inclined to reach for their dreams,” K-2003 explains cheerfully.

Brian’s eyes light up as he sees the latex and how it flows against the toy’s touch, “So you’d just step right inside, and it will do its thing?”

“Yup. It will do a lot of things to those inside, did you want?”

“Yes,” Brian declares.

K-2003 chuckles, “Great, toy assumes you are going to be getting the suit?”

Brian nods, “Yes. It’s been fantastic so far, even if I can’t do much with these big old hands,” he replies as he shows off his lugia wings.

“Not so fast, we’ll test that out right now, come, let’s play a game,” K-2003 says as it walks back over to the table where a deck of cards and two stacks of chips are already placed on either ends.

K-2003 smiles as it goes to the end of the table with cyan chips. The toy hikes its rump and sits down with a hard squeak. The toy lets out a soft moan as Brian can hear the pop of a plug into its rear. Under the table R-7139 sees K-2003’s sex before it. Its clit hood pulls out and gently licks the dragon’s muzzle as the dragon toy hungrily and eagerly licks back, tasting the arousing fluids of the Toy Mistress.

“Please sit at your end and we can play a game of poker,” K-2003 invites as Brian walks to his end of the table where dark purple chips sit all nicely lined up. K-2003 reaches over for the cards, showing off its cleavage in the process. Brian holds the head of the chair in his hands as he looks down to see the plug waiting there, and the tip of a dark blue sergal muzzle with an orange tongue eager to lick.

“H-how… again what kind of poker game is this?”

“Poker? Obviously. This one thought you played?”

“Yes, I play poker but…. Never mind. How do I sit down on this chair?”

“Just sit, the suit will do the rest. It knows what to do.”

“Just sit…”

K-2003 nods, “Yup!”

“Alright I shall sit down now,” he replies as he positions himself over the chair, the back is an open design allowing an easy placement of his tail as he lowers himself onto the plug. Brian tenses as he eases himself down. The rubber suit expands and envelopes the plug, flowing around it effortlessly but Brian’s rump feels a mock version of the plug push into his already full feeling rear, expanding his hole, and putting greater pressure on his prostate. His member bounces and twitches, pre-cum dribbling out only to be absorbed by the suit as the sergal’s muzzle presses against the smooth Lugia crotch.

Brian moans as the sergal nuzzles the smooth dark latex, the toy’s orange tongue a stark contrast to the sea of rubber it is now licking. The dark blue sergal toy G-2273 runs its tongue slowly over the smooth crotch as it tugs at its tight constraints. It moans out in delight as it teases Brian as every touch, ever lick is transferred to his needy emmber, always kept away from that delightful and wanted climax.

Brian squirms in his seat, panting heavily as he runs his wing fingered hands across his chips, he knocks a few over at first but as he feels for them he gets a sense as to how the suit works, the gentle minute touches, and sensation, helping him gauge how to move and work the suit to his advantage to get the chips stacked back in order.

K-2003 watches the fumbled display as it shuffles the cards, “Ready to have a little fun?” it asks as it shuffles the cards a bit more.

“S-sure, but what’s the stakes?”

“Stakes?” K-2003 asks tilting its head curiously.

“You know. What do we win or lose?”

“You want to work that out now?”

“Yeah, adds more excitement.”

“Hmm, okay how about… hmm if you win you get to shove this one into that Poké bondage ball.”

“And if you win?” Brian asks as he tries to steel himself against the pleasures wracking his body.

K-2003 rubs its chin, “This one gets to decide how to have fun with you,” it replies with a wink.

“This sounds like a no-lose situation to me.”

“This one certainly thinks so, shall we begin?” K-2003 asks as its feet gently slip under R-toy and tease tug the inflated plug in its sex, causing the dragon toy to moan out in delight.

The lugia grins as Brian does so, “Let’s.”

“Excellent!” K-2003 cheerfully exclaims as it starts deal the cards.

K-2003 looks over its cards as it hmms, “Toy starts with ten.”

Brian reaches for his cards; the thin cards are felt just as easily as if he was holding them with his real hands. The cards bed and almost fold as he adjusts as he feels through the suit. Pulling them up against his fingers he looks at the cards, “Call and raise you another five.”

K-2003 looks the smiling Lugia as the toy wiggles its rump, squeezing the plug in its rump, the dragon toy between its legs teased as Brian shivers. K-2003 watches over his reactions as it nods, “This one will call.”

Brian nods and shows off his cards, “Full house, three fives, and two tens.”

K-2003’s jaw drops, “That is what this one has! What are the odds?” K-2003 responds as it lays down its cards, three fours and two kings.”

Brian smirks, “You sneaky toy,” he shivers as the sergal between his legs teases him, “This is going to be harder than I-I thought,” he moans softly.

“This one is very sure you are very hard,” K-2003 grins as it takes the chips, “Continue? You get to deal.”

“Of course,” Brian replies as the two face off. Games are won, games are lost. Back and forth they go. At times Brian is winning and at other times K-2003 is winning. Slowly K-2003 gains an ever-greater lead. Brian pants heavily the teasing, the pleasure never ending as he’s brought the brink of climax time and time again. His cock aching hard, so good, so much that his toes curl as his rump squeezes tightly the plug deeply lodged within his body.

“Need a drink?” K-2003 asks as it shuffles the cards.

Brian nods, “Y-yeah that can be good.”

“A-2083, please get a nice drink for Brian.”

“Yes Maker!” the gryphon toy chirps as it squeaks off for a moment coming back with a cyan colored drink. Water condenses on the sides of the sleek glass. The water beads and drips down the sides. Brian licks his lips, the Lugia copying the motion as he carefully grabs the glass. Brian feels the cold glass against his fingertips. The water rolls over his fingers. Brian shivers as he feels how cool it feels against his skin. The trail of water leaving a cooling sensation as air blows across his fingers. He drinks from the straw as the sweet cold drink flows down his lips. It cools his throat and mouth before the drink even reaches his real lips. A second cold rush hits him as he tastes the drink for a second time. It tastes stronger, clearer than what the suit simulated.

As the cooling sensation spreads and tingles within, Brain feels his arousal and energy grow. He sips more of the drink as the game continues. K-2003 gains a greater and greater lead. The arousal between his legs distracting his thoughts. K-2003 moaning, squeaking and playing with its cards as it does so. The two face off as suddenly after several hours of play K-2003 slides all its chips in, “This one thinks it's time to end this,” it says with a cheerful tone.

Brian shivers and gulps, “All in?” he looks down at his cards and tenses, “S-sure, I think I can do that. But I don’t have enough to meet your call.”

“Don’t worry this one will waver those!”

“Okay, here goes,” Brian replies as he looks at the giant pile of chips in the center. There are three empty glasses that sit nearby. The gryphon toy walks up and grabs them and takes them away.

“This one was wondering when you’d take those,” K-2003 remarks.

“Sorry Maker. This one was enjoying watching you two play,” A-toy replies as scurries off.

K-2003 grins as it leans forward, breasts squeezed together with a loud squeak with its arms as it lays down its cards, “Full house, three kinks and two queens.”

“Don’t you mean kings?”

“That is what toy said, kings.”

Brian looks at the cards and nods, “Right, well I have a straight flush,” he replies as he lays down his cards.

K-2003 looks over at them and blinks, “Looks like you won.”

“That I did. Got you didn’t I?”

K-2003 nods, “That you did. Congratulations!” K-2003 says cheerfully, showing no sign of sorry, remorse, or even bitterness of having lost at the last minute, “Guess that means this one will be in the bondage ball for eight hours.”

K-2003 stands up with a loud pop. The dragon toy who has been busy licking and servicing the toy Mistress’ sex the whole-time whimpers as it licks the toy’s juices off of its lips.

The toy walks over to the Poké bondage ball. The toy runs its fingers across the center button as it hisses open once more. The sleek black rubber inside revealed to it as the toy places one hand on the roof of the ball as its about to step in it hears Brian yell out.

“Wait, stop!” he exclaims as he pulls himself off of the chair with a pop. Brian feels his tender rump relax only slightly as the suit’s filling rubber replaces the faux plug that was within him. His legs are heavy, arousal great as he stumbles over to the sergal toy. The Lugia’s suit crotch covered in a thick layer of orange tinged saliva as the sergal toy there squirms helplessly underneath the table.

K-2003 stops and looks over its shoulder, “Yes?”

“Is it too late to change what I win if I won? I mean I won, it shouldn’t be a big deal, right?” he asks as his hands gently touch themselves with a soft squeak.

K-2003 tilts its head, “Maybe, it depends on what you want. If it's of equal value, then it could trade.”

“Well… how about. How about… I go in instead?”

K-2003 grins wide as it takes a step back from the pod, “You want to go in?”

“Y-yes,” he nods and blushes while looking away, “Can I?”

K-2003 nods as it walks over to Brian and takes his hand, “Of course. If it will make you happy then you may be the one to experience your poké bondage ball, before you officially buy.”

Brian smiles as he feels his cheeks burn hot red, the blush partially showing up in his suit’s face as he’s guided to the ball.

“You ready to be captured like the Pokémon that you are?” K-2003 asks as it turns him around his back to the ball.

Brian nods, “Yes, please.”

“Excellent!” K-2003 exclaims as it simply pushes Brian into the ball.

Instantly black rubber tendrils shoot around Brian’s lugia’s body. Brian moans out till the tendrils wrap around his muzzle holding it shut. More tendrils wrap and slide across his rubber skin. Brian feels an odd sensation of being held in bondage as another layer of bondage is slipped over his form. His limbs slip and ink into the rubber pool. Legs pulled and tied together, as the tendrils turn into thick sheets of black rubber.

His wings are pulled across his body as he sinks deeper into the rubber. His body left at an inclined while the rubber squeezes him ever tighter as a rubber straight jacket forms over his limbs and chest.

Brian moans and pants heavily, his nostrils flare as the tendrils slip into his lips as K-2003 watches happily. “This one will know you will enjoy your time in the ball. You are a good captured Pokémon after all,” K-2003 says as the ball shuts around him. The single light goes out the moment the ball clicks closed.

Brian feels he’s sinking into a thick ooze of rubber. His body held tightly, his crotch rubbed, teased, a dildo slips into his mouth, slowly it starts to pound into his mouth. His body wracked with pleasure as the bondage grows ever tighter. He feels like the toy’s that are under the poker table as he squirms. Layer of layer of rubber placed over his suited body. One on top of another as Brian feels as if there are several inches of solid binding rubber keeping him in place. Air pumped into his suit via his nostrils keeping him well oxygenated.

In the darkness a sweet domineering voice speaks out, out into his ears and into his mind, “Pokémon are born to obey. You have been captured. You obey your trainer. You are a Pokémon. You are born to obey. You have been proven weak. Your trainer will make you strong. Obey your trainer and become strong.”

Brian moans out as the words flow into his mind. He squirms less and less because he finds himself unable to do so. His limbs held tightly together, against his body as finds himself unable to do anything but listen to the hypnotic domineering voice.

As the hours drone on, as the hours of helplessness sink in, as the hours of being unable to do anything but listen, Brian finds himself thinking.

“I am a Pokémon. I was born to obey. I was weak. I will obey my trainer. Trainer will make me strong. I obey,” he thinks as the hours continue.

He feels nothing but his bondage. He tries to wiggle his toes but they are held in place. He tries to squirm, but he’s held in place. The only movement he can do is the rising and lowering of his chest. His breaths short, quick, shallow. His excitement on edge. The desire to cum dominating his mind. Perhaps if he obeys he will cum? Perhaps if he grows stronger he could cum? He’s a good Pokémon after all.

More hours pass. Hours of endless bliss. Then suddenly… it ends. The rubber loosens its grip over his form. The rubber flows off of his body as it becomes liquid. Brian moans deeply as the poké bondage ball opens as K-2003 yells out, “Dark Lugia, this one chooses you!”

Brian falls out of the ball with a heavy pant. His hips thrust to the ground as the desire to breed is heavy within his mind, to fuck, to suck, thoughts to obey weigh heavy on his mind.

“Did you enjoy?” K-2003 asks happily as it walks over to Brian and offers a hand to help him up.

Brian takes the hand, he tenses as he weakly pulls himself back to his feet, “Yes. Oh my fucking god yes. I want it,” Brian moans.

K-2003 smiles, “Good for you, it's yours. Toy checked your credit while you were in there. It even returned your credit card back where it found it,” K-2003 smile grows wider, “So you are good to go for all of your purchases,” it says as Brian as his senses are slowly return.

“My credit card? Um, shouldn’t you have returned it anyway if you were checking my credit?” Brian asks as he looks around. The poker table is still there, but from his quick view from the ground floor he saw the toys that were there are now gone.

“Is there anything else you need?” asks seemingly oblivious to the question just asked it.

Brian shakes his head, “Not that I know off. Thank you K-2003. Thank you for such a wonderful shopping experience.”

K-2003 wiggles its rump, “Welcome!”

Brian smiles and nods as a door leading to the room opens as X-2953, “Maker? Sorry to interrupt but this one needs you to double check the salazzle stock we are to present in a few days.”

K-2003 turns to the purple doe toy, “Again? Okay, this one will be happy to ensure we meet our high-quality standards.”

“Thank you, Maker,” the doe toy replies with a bow.

Brian quirks an eyebrow, “This is not the first time I’ve heard about this. Do you mind if I ask a bit about it? I’m already bound not to tell anyone.”

K-2003 rubs its chin as it thinks, “Hmm well Toy can’t say much. But a Salazzle themed casino who has been a great patron of this one’s company has put in a special request for some new products special for their company for a three-year contract. An exclusive Salazzle design.”

“Really?”

“Yup! Toy is heading over there to finalize some things and test out the prototype models the Mistress Salazzle has requested.”

“Mistress Salazzle?” Brian inquires.

“That is what she calls herself.”

“Kinda weird isn’t it?”

“What is?” K-2003 asks as it looks up at him.

“Um never mind. So curiously where can one look up this casino?”

“Oh, this one can give show you the brochure, it has it in another room if you want to follow.”

“Sure… do you mind if I keep the suit on? I feel kinda… nice in it.”

K-2003 nods, “But of course!” it replies as the two head out of the room. Leaving the poké bondage ball there and all those fond memories behind. Leaving Brian with one prevailing thought. He couldn’t wait to get home to try it all over again...