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The scent of rubber was always heavy in the air. K-2003’s eyes look over the toy molds, passing by a pink rubber rena in a mold, another a han purple colored sergal in a different mold a few steps down the aisle. K-2003 continues through to two molds standing across each other. One a black and blue sergal, the other, white and black shark. The two toys in molding. K-2003 smiles happily as its been a full week since they started to work with the sharks, but their final day was yesterday. Today was a new day, a special day, K-2003 excitedly steps over to the console and releases the white shark toy first after removing the tubes placed into its mold, they drip with thick white and black rubber before withdrawing up into the ceiling.

The pod’s hard semi translucent cover peels away. The white shark toy moans softly, its well-crafted rubber body twitches slightly as its eyes are already locked onto K-2003. Ivy’s body tenses more as K-2003 reaches up and squeezes Ivy’s breasts. K-2003’s rubber fingers run across the toy’s hard nipples. K-2003’s eyes glow a soft cyan as Ivy tenses more. K-2003 leans in more, its muzzle half an inch from Ivy’s. “Did this one’s toy enjoy its last molding?”

Ivy’s lip quivers, it’s sex twitches, it’s body presses back against its maker, “This one did Maker.”

K-2003 grins, “That’s a good toy, toy bets you were a little sad to get out of that pony gear last night, weren’t you?”

Ivy looks off to the side, its body squeaking as it suddenly finds itself in a deep long passionate kiss with the sergal toy. It feels its Maker’s tongue slip into its mouth, Ivy eagerly leaning back, their tongues wrestling with one another. Ivy’s tongue tries so hard to gain dominance over the sergal toy’s tongue but the moment it’s eyes catch the sergal’s it feels a wave of pleasure through its form, its hips bucking forward its rump peeling out of the back of the mold as it leans heavily against the other toy.

K-2003 pulls back but does not break the kiss. The toy guides its fellow toy out of the mold while kissing. Its claws wrap around the shark toy, embracing it, their body’s creak as K-2003 takes one step back, two, Ivy taking one step forward, two, the shark toy now completely out of the mold as it is then spun around and gently placed back onto solid ground, off of the raised platform.

K-2003 now breaks the kiss, the arousing sergal mouth juices brings Ivy into an even higher level of arousal. Its sex twitching in delight, need, glistening with sleek toy juices feel so warm, and wanting for attention, yet Ivy does not act any differently. It is in control, despite the wanting need for lustful sex. Strands of cyan and clear salvia bead between their lips as K-2003 breaks them as it speaks, “Why don’t you give your fellow toy unit the same greeting it just gave you.”

Ivy’s passive look hardens, a toothy grin forms across its face as it nods, “Of course Maker. This one would love to,” Ivy heads over to the console, ending the molding cycle for Mizu. The rubber stops flowing into Mizu’s body. Ivy walks over to the platform, the toy’ shands run across the mold, “Don’t worry, this one is here to help you out of another tight spot,” it chuckles heartily as it twists and unlocks each tube placed into Mizu.

Mizu twitches and would moan but has no air to do so. Its body gives the faintest of squeaks, the fully formed female toy mold keeping the other sergal toy there. A few moments later the console beeps, and K-2003 idly presses a button as the front of the mold peels away, the cool air rushing against Mizu as it moans out in need. Its eyes focus on Ivy, the sergal toy tenses as the shark toy moves in.

Ivy’s hands run across Mizu’s breasts, causing long sensual squeaks. Ivy leans in closer, eyes locked onto Mizu’s. Mizu’s clit hood twitches as Ivy presses in, the two toy’s feel the warmth of each other’s bodies, each other’s female sexes. Their breasts press up against each other, Ivy’s hands crawl across Mizu’s sides, reaching around the toy’s black rubber back, peeling some of the rubber toy out of the mold. Mizu shivers as its clit hood touch’s Ivy’s sex, Ivy’s sex snatches and squeezes Mizu’s clit hood like a shark jumping at its prey. Ivy’s sex squeezes and tugs on Mizu’s clit hood, causing the sergal toy to gasp and buck its hips forward, pulling itself more out of the mold. Ivy’s hands slide down Mizu’s body, rubbing and squeezing now at the toy’s butt, Ivy moving in to give Mizu a deep passionate kiss.

Steadily Ivy tugs on Mizu’s clit hood, dragging Mizu out of the mold. Their eyes locked as Ivy walks Mizu back and away from the mold. The shark toy domineeringly kissing the sergal toy, as they are slowly pulled off the platform. K-2003’s rump hikes slightly as it watches the pair in such a tight loving embrace.

K-2003 hears the soft whispers in its mind the same Ivy and Mizu hear, “Toy is a good toy. Toy obeys. Toy is a fuck toy. Toy serves,” but there is more, K-2003 actively thinks, “Such a lovely pair of toys. They’ve molded out so well. Just a few finishing touches and they’ll be complete! How exciting!”

K-2003 breaks the not so silent squeaky kiss with its words, which draw both toys to turn and look at the sergal toy maker, “It is time this one does one final test and complete you two into the fine toys this one knows you are.”

Mizu tilts its head, “We aren’t finished yet Maker?”

K-2003 shakes its head, “Almost. We have redundant quality control features in place, for we only produce the finest quality of toys. Come, come, follow this one,” K-2003 explains as it wiggles its rump excitedly and heads out, the toy looks over its shoulder as the two toys follow happily right behind it.

They walk into the store front. It is early morning, the store, other toys are busy cleaning the storefront, setting up displays, dozens of toys getting ready for the coming customers in only an hour or so. The toy’s working like clockwork, none even paying attention to K-2003 and the other two toys that follow it as they go into the back of the store, down into the “Toy Testing Rooms”.

Down through the hallway K-2003 leads them to the very last door on the left. K-2003 unlocks the door and pushes it open, stepping inside, “Please come in, we have a lot to do before we do the final steps.”

Ivy nods and steps in first, “Yes Maker.”

Mizu follows in toe, “What are we going to do here Maker? This one has never been in this toy testing room before.”

K-2003 looks over its shoulder and grinds, “That is because this is this one’s sex room, office, charge room, its work space for the entire store… amongst other things, for now, please sit on this one’s bed it has much to do with you two.”

Ivy quickly responds, “Yes Maker,” the shark toy making its way over.

“Yes Maker!” Mizu chimes in as the two rush over to the solid black latex canopy bed with cyan silky hanging top. The pillows of a matching cyan color, as the toys sit on the side as K-2003 adjusts several cameras and three video cameras on separate stands all around the bed. Directed light stands are flicked on adding more light to the bed causing the well polished rubber to really shine.

Mizu watches curiously as its tail swishes behind it with a squeak, “Maker what are you doing?”

“This one is setting up for your photo shoot. You two are the base of the new domination-submission pair toy models we will be selling,” K-2003 nonchalantly replies as it walks over to the two toys.

“Does this mean we are to be sold?”

K-2003 shakes its head, “No, you are the prime toy models, other models are to be based on yours, gender and species adjustments are to be made for other pairs in the future to be sold upon request,” it explains as it looks at the two toys before it. K-2003’s sleek body shines in the light albeit not as grand as the bed two toys are sitting on. K-2003 runs its arm against its chest with a loud squeak as it rubs its chin with its hand. K-2003 tilts its head to the side as it looks over the two toys for a moment.

Ivy stares back at its Maker, “What is it?” Ivy starts to look over itself, and over at Mizu, “Its that one right? Its missing something?”

Mizu looks over at Ivy, “What? Noooo!”

K-2003 grins, “You are both not polished for this. Fear not this one will return and give you both a fine polishing before we get started,” K-2003 says as it rushes off into a side room. The two toys watch as the black sergal’s but sways side to side as it scurries off.

Mizu remarks, “Polished enough? This one is very shiny and squeaky. It must be you that’s no--” as its interrupted as Ivy wraps its arm around Mizu’s neck putting it into a headlock and starting to noogie the fellow toy with several loud squeaks, “MAKER! MAKER! HELP!”

“Call me not shiny and squeaky enough!” Ivy yells out.

K-2003 doesn’t rush back as it holds a purple bottle and a white microfiber cloth in its hands. K-2003 watches the two as it stands before them for a moment as Mizu flails about, “Maker! Maker! Stop that one! It's dangerous!”

“This one thinks it's only dangerous to you, and not the bad kind of dangerous either. Let go of it,” K-2003 commands.

Ivy releases Mizu as it gives the sergal toy a punch in the arm before looking back up at K-2003 with an obedient gaze, “Yes Maker.”

“Maker! Why?!” Mizu exclaims.

“This one heard what you said to your fellow toy. It was deserved.”

“You heard? HOW!?”

K-2003 points to its ears, “Good sergal hearing,” it remarks as it pours some of the liquid of the purple bottle into the cloth. The two toys able to read on the side of the bottle, “Toy Polish. Lilac Lust”

K-2003 moves in front of Ivy and explains, “You will be first, this one will polish both of you and then we’ll begin.”

Ivy nods, “Yes Maker,” as K-2003 motions the shark toy to lift its feet, a command that the shark toy is all too happy to oblige to do. Ivy’s toes spread showing the thin webbing between them as K-2003 runs the cloth over the first foot as it instantly gains several shades of shine. Like wiping off a dusty piece of wood the path of where the cloth has been and yet to be is obvious. Ivy moans loudly as it spreads its toes. The shark toy arching its back, hands squeaking against the black rubber bed sheets as K-2003 runs the cloth up the shark toy’s legs revealing more of the toy’s hidden rubber shine.

Mizu looks over at Ivy mouth slightly open, “Wha? What? What’s wrong with you?”

“It likes feet play that is what it is,” K-2003 responds as its body squeaks as it runs across Ivy’s legs. K-2003’s hands gain only half a shade of shine. K-2003’s sex breaks its seal from its sex, its scent now slowly starting to fill the room as Ivy and Mizu slowly feel even more aroused as time progresses.

Ivy continues to pant as the cloth slides up its legs. The toy looks down at its Maker, its body tensing as it polishes the toy’s belly, up to its breasts, moving around the toy’s mounds, the rubber jiggling slightly as K-2003 lifts the breasts slightly to massage and polish along the entire shape.

K-2003 continues to polish the shark toy’s “Good toy, very good toy, let this one polish you, you need to look good after all.” Up and down, long motions K-2003 polishes the shark toy, it’s own form starting to reflect in parts of the black stripes of the shark toy, while the white hue forms on K-2003’s black body. The two female toy breasts rub against each other as Ivy leans back, letting K-2003 rub the cloth around the shark’s head, and neck, the spiked collar catches the cloth for only a moment as K-2003 unhooks the cloth and resumes polishing the front of the shark toy. K-2003 moves off to the side, off of Ivy as it then commands, “On belly, rump up, spawl, this one needs to get your back and rear.”

Ivy moans softly, “Yes Maker,” responds as Ivy turns around Mizu watches Ivy follow the command to the letter. The shark toy’s breasts press down onto the bed, the back arches slightly as shark’s toy’s rump and tail are hiked high.

K-2003 watches with a grin of the pose, “Very good toy.”

Mizu watches as K-2003 runs the cloth along the small of Ivy’s back. The other sergal toy tenses, watches, eyes following the cloth which follows the curves of the shark toy’s body. Along the underside of the tail, around the supple yet firm shark-butt. It only takes a few more moments before the entirety of Ivy’s body has become well polished. The difference between the two toys is even starker as K-2003 pulls back looking over Ivy as it pants and moans, “Thank you Maker.”

“Most welcome.”

“This one gets polished next?” Mizu asks looking up at K-2003, the submissive sergal toy’s body twitches in delight, one eye over at Ivy the other at its Maker, the excitement of just how good it is about to feel hitting the toy as its clit hood twitches.

“Yes,” K-2003 responds as it looks at Ivy, “Watch how this one polishes your fellow toy, after all you two will be polishing each other from here on out.”

Ivy pushes itself up and turns to its side, the shark tail swaying behind it, hanging off the edge of the bed as it looks up at K-2003 and over at Mizu, “Of course Maker.”

K-2003 kneels before Mizu as it commands, “Feet up toy.”

Mizu tenses and does as its commanded, “Yes Maker,” as K-2003 soaks the slightly dirtied cloth in the toy polish before it starts to work on Mizu’s feet. The cool cloth runs across the sergal’s large feet, sliding between Mizu’s toes as Ivy sits up more, crawling around Mizu as it looks closer. Ivy licks its lips as it sees Mizu’s feet start to shine.

“Yes… polish them.”

Mizu tenses and looks over at Ivy, “W-why? Would you say such things?”

K-2003 polishing up Mizu’s legs now the toy’s black rubber legs shining and reflect the soft glow of K-2003’s eyes.

Ivy doesn’t respond to Mizu’s comment as K-2003 giggles as the cloth moves along the sergal toy’s crotch, and belly. K-2003 moves up and starts to climb over Mizu who leans back as Ivy presses against its fellow toy’s back, preventing Mizu from leaning too much.

“Such a needy toy, so wanting, eager to please, relax, feel this one clean you off, not often does this one polish other toys, but for this presentation it wants to make sure you are both polished perfectly.”

Mizu moans softly as the cloth runs across its sex, its clit hood twitches as it feels the microfibers run across it, K-2003 pressing along the edges of its sex making sure it and the area around including the crevices between the toy’s hip and legs, “R-really Maker?” Mizu looks at K-2003 as it smiles back at it. The two sergal toys looking into each other eyes as Mizu feels a warm yet domineering sensation running through its body.

K-2003’s starts to polish up Mizu’s body rubbing along the toy’s breasts squeezing them as it cleans them, loud squeaks and soft moans escape Mizu’s mouth as K-2003 breaks the gaze to focus on what it is doing, “Of course. This one rarely has time to give its fellow toy units such time. This relates to tis work so it is able to squeeze this in,” it explains as it gives Mizu’s hard blue rubber nipples a little squeeze through the cloth.

Mizu moans and slightly pulls away only to have Ivy push the toy back into the squeezing long grope of K-2003’s hands. K-2003 looks up with that innocent smile, watching as its toy wiggles, squirms and underneath it. Steadily K-2003 works to polish up against Mizu’s chest and neck, the collar shining as soon the cloth moves across Mizu’s face, his entire front now shining bright underneath the lights. Slowly K-2003 pulls back, “Turn around.”

“Yes Maker,” Mizu responds as Ivy then spines the sergal around and slips underneath it. The two toys now facing each other, breasts smoothing up against the other while Ivy slips its fingers through Mizu’s hands and holds them tight.

“What are you doing?” Mizu asks as Ivy spreads its legs and thrusts upwards as Mizu’s tail becomes suddenly hiked.

Ivy gives a toothy grin, “Helping Maker of course.”

“Maker? Is this allowed?”

K-2003 wiggles its rump, “Why not? It is helping this one after all,” it replies as it looks over the pair before it starts to rub and polish the backside of the other sergal toy.

Mizu feels the cloth running across its rump and tail, the sensation of the ‘shined’ areas clear in its mind as he feeling spreads with each long loving rub of the cloth. It feels rather nice and delightful, the toy’s body twitches and squeaks as it looks at Ivy. Mizu meekly smiles as Ivy gives a domineering grin in return while K-2003 finishes polishing the last vestiges of Mizu’s rubber body.

K-2003 pulls back and looks at the two now fully polished toys, “You know what, yes, stay like that don’t move a muscle, this one will adjust you two, and you must keep that pose till toy says otherwise.”

“Yes Maker,” the two toys say in unison as K-2003 moves to the other side of the bed, it reaches forward and grabs both toys like a sack of potatoes, lifting them up a few inches off the bed to drag them fully onto it, resting Ivy’s head against the cyan pillows at the head of the bed.

“You know Maker we could have moved there ourselves.”

“Yes but this is more fun,” it squeaks as it adjusts the placement of their hands, before going between their legs, wrapping Mizu’s tail around Ivy’s in a tight loving embrace, “Yes, yes, look into each other's eyes, lips about to touch as if about to kiss…” K-2003 orders as itsmooths over the bed sheets before taking a step back and looking over the two.

K-2003 rubs its chin with long squeaks, breasts squeezed against its arms as it hums to itself, “Something is missing… what is… oh! This one knows!” it exclaims happily, “Flip around so you are on the top,” it tells Ivy.

Ivy grins wider, “Of course Mistress,” as with one quick motion Ivy flips Mizu onto its back the movement causing the bed to bounce and squeak a much different way, “Like this?” Ivy asks looking over at K-2003.

“Yes, yes, much better,” K-2003 then leans in, grabbing Ivy’s head to adjust the positioning. The toy moving the two here, there over the next few minutes, their mouths open, heads slightly turned about to kiss, wanton lustful saliva dripping from Ivy’s lip and into Mizu’s own wanting mouth. The bed sheets smoothed out slightly before K-2003 retreats to behind the cameras. Flash, flash, click, click, K-2003 takes dozens of pictures making only minor adjustments before taking several more, “This is a good start.”

“Start?” Mizu asks its eye looking over at its Maker while not moving an inch of the rest of its body.

“Yes we have a lot more poses to do,” K-2003 explains as it stands there for a moment, pondering what to do next, it then gets a huge sly grin, “M-toy please sit at the head of the bed, back to the head rest, arms to the side, I-toy, this one thinks you know what this one wants.”

Mizu nods and wiggles from underneath Ivy but only gets halfway when Ivy replies, “But of course Maker,” as Ivy grips Mizu’s wrists and pulls Mizu up against the bed headrest, the bed squeaking underneath them as Ivy spreads Mizu’s arms to the bed posts, where already in place black rubber coated ropes with latches made for the rings built into the toy cuffs.

Mizu looks at Ivy with a bit of surprise and self-knowing this would happen as it looks over at K-2003 as it saunters on over, “Maker?”

K-2003 grabs the first rope and latches it onto Mizu’s wrist with a metallic click, “This one thinks this will be a good pose, I-toy mind getting the other wrist?” K-2003 asks as it looks down at Ivy.

Ivy nods happily, “Yes Maker,” as it does as its asked.

“How did you get that one to obey so readily?” Mizu responds with a squirm.

“What? I-toy is a good toy who loves to obey its Maker,” K-2003 says as it runs its rubber claws along along Ivy’s tail, Ivy instinctively presses its tail up against the sergal toy’s touch.

Mizu eyes K-2003 as Ivy stares at it. The shark toy runs its hands along Mizu’s legs causing long squeaks, “Such a defensively guppy, this one could just eat you up.”

K-2003 jumps up, “Oh! That is a perfect idea, I-toy spread M-toy’s legs, show off its delightful primary sex port so it can take some pictures.

Ivy grins, “Yes Maker,” the shark toy lowers itself between Mizu’s legs. The bound sergal toy tugs at its bondage as Ivy holds Mizu legs apart, revealing the sergal toy’s dark blue sex and clitoral hood, dripping with its sleek juices.

K-2003 grabs one camera as it then returns getting ready to pose the two toys, “Yes a bit like that, mouth open, M-toy your clit hood on I-toy’s tongue,” K-2003 explains as it grabs Mizu’s clitoral hood. The sergal toy moans in need, toes curling as it is held in tight wrist bondage. It looks down at Ivy with its dark blue eyes, Ivy looking back up at it, as the toy is totally exposed to the shark and its Maker’s will. K-2003 guides Ivy’s mouth, tongue, moving and pulling on Mizu’s clit-hood, giving perfect poses.

“Neither of you move, let this one set things up,” K-2003 explains as it lifts Ivy’s rump, spreading its legs slightly, hiking the tail a little bit to show off the shark toy’s tight dripping lustful rubbery sex.

K-2003 moves around the pair snapping pictures of various angles, the toy’s body squeaking loudly as it moves, its rump swaying side to side in excitement, “Good, good but this one thinks it needs more… I-toy why don’t you bite a little on that little worm lure before you.”

Ivy grins toothily, “With pleasure Maker,” as Ivy’s shark teeth bite down onto Mizu’s clit hood. Mizu tenses with a surge of pleasure, not pain as K-2003 quickly snaps more photos.

“Yes! That’s it!” K-2003 exclaims as it moves in to take close up shots of Ivy biting and tugging on Mizu’s body. After a few minutes of this Mizu lets out a needy moan.

“Maker…”

“Yes, yes this one thinks it has gotten enough, please unbind that one and then this one wants you to get a side by side pose like this,” K-2003 commands as it places the camera to the side, as it crawls to the edge of the bed. The toy facing towards most of the cameras legs together, tail slightly hiked, arms in as it poses on its knees and hands, breasts forward squeezes between its arms, the motions causing loud squeaks, “Something like this,” K-2003 looks over its shoulder at the two toys.

“Yes Maker,” Mizu responds as it crawls forward, K-2003 sliding off the bed, while smoothing out the bed sheets as Ivy spends a moment studying Mizu’s sleek rubbery butt before giving it a firm smack, the sound of which cracks and echoes in the room. Mizu moans as it feels the hit, its butt hiking higher as Ivy gives it a firm squeeze, “Maker!”

K-2003 watches the play for a few moments as it looks up at Ivy who feels a shock tingling through its body, “As much as this one enjoys you teasing your fellow toy unit, that is not what this one told you to do. Good toys obey their Maker, do they not?” K-2003 asks with a smile.

Ivy shivers and moans thrusting its hip forward as it eyes the domineering sergal toy, “Y-yes, this one is a good toy,” Ivy runs its fingers across Mizu’s butt one last time before sliding up against next to it. The two toys pose just like K-2003 described, their bodies rubbing against the other, breasts out and even against the other, tails hiked and before K-2003 can make a single adjustment, Ivy places its inner hand on top of Mizu’s and gives it a gently squeeze.

Mizu glances down and then back up at Ivy who gives a sharky toothy grin as Ivy’s hand squeezes tighter, Mizu feels a tingle down its spine as its tail coils around Ivy’s less flexible shark tail. K-2003 watches as it wiggles its rump with excitement, “Yes, yes, that’s very good now look at this one,” K-2003 commands as the two toys do as they are told. Ivy giving its big shark-toothed grin while Mizu gives a lesser more submissive smirk as they press up against each other.

K-2003 takes pictures from many angles, making only the slightest of adjustments here and there as it gets new angles including a few nice butt shots that really show off the well crafted nature of the toys.

The photoshoot with poses and new poses, ones that look like mid of hot sexual action, others in a more tender moment, one with K-2003 in the image holding the toy’s on a leash, that one in particular was the very last of the photoshoot which in itself took a few hours to do.

K-2003 unleashes the two toys and motions them to stand, “Come toys, it is time we finish your programming.”

“We aren’t done Maker?” Mizu inquires as it stands up alongside Ivy.

“There are a few things we must do to complete the quality testing. This one is sure you both will enjoy it thoroughly,” K-2003 explains as Ivy watches curiously before it and Mizu follow K-2003 out of the open room, the scent of the three toy’s wet rubbery arousal lingering heavy in the air.

K-2003 guides through a hallway past a locked door, past what appears to be a break room where the rhino security guard is having his lunch break. He merely glances up at the three as they walk by before resuming eating his sandwich.

Mizu asks as they reach another door which is locked via a security code and as K-2003 types it in Mizu asks, “Where are we going Maker?”

“To the room to complete you two, this one had to make modifications to do two toys at once. It's been awhile since its made a pair of toys and improvements have been made since then,” K-2003 explains as the metal door opens up with a click. The lights automatically flickering on to reveal three silver cylindrical phallic shaped pods, two are placed close together while a third is a few feet away with a set of wires and computer console between them.

Ivy and Mizu watch as their maker goes to the computer console and types a few things in, the sergal toy’s rump swaying side to side teasingly, tail hiked ever so slightly as to just block its sensual bits below from view. K-2003 humming an unknown tune to itself as it hits enter, the two pods open up with a soft hiss as they reveal a solid black rubber cushioning inside. K-2003 looks over its shoulder at the two toys, “Step inside.”

Ivy feels a soft shock run through its body as it then moves forward, approaching the first pod while Mizu approaches the second. They look into the pods and turn around, K-2003 approaching Ivy first as K-2003 gently pushes the shark toy into the pod, “That’s it. Good toy, soon you both will be complete.”

“Thank you Maker,” Ivy responds as it steps back feeling the soft rubber cushion of the back of the pod. Mizu watches as K-2003 looks over to it and approaches.

“Such wonderful toys your material has made,” K-2003 comments as it looks into Mizu’s eyes and pushes the sergal into the pod. Mizu feels the soft rubber cushion, comforting as K-2003 returns to the computer panel, and the pods seal around them. Air is pumped out of the pods as the cushion expands and for the first time, the pods are molded around the two toys to fit them. Their entire world is darkness, unable to move, see or hear anything. They feel a tingle in the back of their minds, a quick shock that travels through their spine and up into their mind as they hear a synthetic voice.

“New Hardware detected, establishing connection… connection established. Running diagnostics… error. No base toy programming detected. Running toy.exe installation program now.”

Ivy and Mizu feel the tight embrace of the pod suddenly melt away, still in darkness they look around, seeing nothing but each of them see a light in the distance, drawn to it like a moth to the flame, Ivy and Mizu approach their sleek toy bodies giving off a soft squeak as they do so. The two toys are not together, their paths are seperate.

Ivy approaches and sees the light growing brighter, and the object shining off the light is a long elegant antique full bodied mirror with gold trimming. Mizu approaches its own mirror and it sees a simple rectangle full bodied mirror with brass siding.

The two toys see the organic reflection of themselves, moving in perfect unison to their toy selves. For Ivy the two forms are nearly identical. With the exception of the white rubber body and only slight physical adjustments such as a half a cup size larger breasts, there was not much of a difference.

Mizu sees its former organic male sergal self, a little gruffy, but all there, male bits and all, the toy no longer the masculine sergal it once was but something just as wonderful. The two toys are drawn to their mirror image their past and their present and future colliding when the touch the mirror. A blinding white flash as the mirrors shatter, their vision blurred but when the light fades and their vision adjusts they are greeting by a unique sight.

An organic Mizu on his knees black rubber straps forcing him in a kneeling position, along the straps are words written in dark blue “inhibitions”, his crotch locked in a rubber chastity bulge has the words “lust” written upon them. His arms are tied behind his back in a V cut style armbinder with the end chained to the back to the floor that also binds his tail in one spot. Written along the sides of the armbinder says the words “society.” Lastly a dark blue mouth gag wrapped around his head with shiny black straps, written on these straps it says, “doubt.” There is a collar around Mizu’s neck and it says “desire” but this collar is leashed, a golden clip slowly moves around the collar, the leash is connected up to Ivy’s collar which says the same words, “desire.” Written on the leash between them it says “fate”.

The organic Ivy walks around in a tight circle around Mizu, like a shark circling a stranded boat lost deep in the ocean. Ivy’s eyes never leave Mizu as she moves around him, but this domineering circling is paired with submissive pony gear. A body harness around her body with the straps lifting her breasts slightly, these black straps of white words written on them “doubt”

Ivy’s hands are in thick rubber pony hooves with straps that latch her arms together to force them into a hooves up and arms together pony stance, written upon these say the words “society.” Ivy clip clips as her feet are in thick upper thigh rubber pony boots, written along the back in white is the words “inhibitions.” Along her crotch is a rubber panties held tightly against her sex forming a barely visible camel toe. Lust is written upon them as the white ball gag in her mouth with black straps, on gag it simple says “fear”.

The organic Mizu tenses as he sees M-toy and I-toy standing before them. Ivy glances over them briefly then back to its never ending trot around Mizu. The two organics see not only their eyes but also out of their respective toy counterpart. While the toys only see from their perspective.

A soothing voice speaks into the two toys minds, “Good toys obey. You are good toys. You are now to become better toys. The experience of countless toys now to be given to you.”

M-toy looks around, outside of this small area of light total darkness that stretches out seemingly forever, “What was that?”

I-toy responds with a sharky grin, “Nothing to worry about, we are good toys afterall.”

“This one thinks this a bit weird yet… so familiar,” it responds as Mizu grunts and moans, the metal rings related to their bondage jingling slightly as the two toys chat and look over at their organic counterparts. Mizu watches as thick rubber tentacles appear from the darkness, black ones, blue ones, and ones of white.

M-toy asks I-toy “What do you think we should do?”

“This one is not sure, they look rather cute little guppies,” I-toy remarks as it eyes the two bound before it.

“They are us.”

I-toy nods, “Yes, they are still cute little guppies,” the toy chuckles as Ivy glares at I-toy for that remark as her eyes widen just as the tentacles strike at the two toys. The black rubber tentacles wrap around the toys’ legs

M-toy exclaims, “What the?!”

I-toy yells “Let me go!”

Ivy and Mizu feel the rubber tentacles wrap around their toy counterparts. The black rubber coils around each leg before one penetrates their rears while the other slips into their tight sex. The bound shark and sergal feel the sensation of these rubber toy parts filling their forms, the pleasure coursing through them. Ivy’s sex drips wet tightly held back by the rubber panties while Mizu’s crotch bulges as his cock aches with desire, need, and lust.

The latex tentacles have countless latex tendrils spring from and cling along the rubber toy bodies. White tentacle slides across I-toy’s body while a dark blue one does the same around M-toy’s tentacle is a dark blue, mimicking the motions around I-toy’s body. The blue and white tentacles slide and squeak, moving between the two toys’ breasts. The breasts are spread by them, as dozens of smaller tendrils sprout forth, moving independently than the tentacle as it continues to slide upward towards the toys’ moaning mouths. The little tendrils spreading across the breasts like plant roots, squeezing, massaging coiling around the nipples giving them hard squeaky squeezes as the toys feel the warm rubber phallic end of the tentacle run across their lips.

I-toy grins and bites down onto the tentacle that moves past despite the move, slipping down into the shark’s mouth, while M-toy’s tentacle runs across its lips, the toy’s tongue coiling aout to lick and suckle the end as it sensually slips in nice and deep as they are soon pumped with the warm feeling of rubber into their bodies.

Ivy tensed as she felt the same sensations the same vision as the toy. She tried to make herself look away, but she could not, it felt… so good so arousing. Her body twitched in delight at the burning sensation from it all, while Mizu was equally racked with such deep burning desire, his member throbbing and well contained in its bondage as he bucked his hips forward. He wanted this so badly, yet it felt like an eternity away.

As the rubber flowed into the toys something else flowed along with it, information, knowledge, memories. Perspectives of hundreds of toys entered their minds. Sex positions, how to perform certain acts, how to tease, bring to climax quickly… slowly countless of different species, many of which the toys have never encountered before a few they never even heard before. A collective of toy sexual knowledge was flooded into them as the warm rubber trickled out of their rears, sex, and mouths. Within those there were a few moments where it was K-2003, moments here and there mixed in with the others that it was K-2003 performing the acts.

All of this was thrust upon Ivy and Mizu. They felt the rush of arousal and bliss from this knowledge, this experience boiling up into their minds to the point they could explode. The two were more exhausted than they let on. And it was even more so as they watched their toy selves get flooded with so much information and bliss. Ivy stood behind Mizu dressed elegantly in her pony gear and stared at her toy self. She took the tentacles like a boss. Even as two more coiled around the toy’s arms, I-toy gripped them with bravado and strength.

Mizu squirmed and panted heavily, nostrils flaring, heart racing as he watched his toy self spreading himself out, toes curling, rubbing along the tentacles sensually giving into their prowess as they overwhelmed the toy’s body. He watches as M-toy is just so eager wanting and loving of what is happening to it, a confidence in its own submission to the powers around it that Mizu felt a twinge of envy within his own exhausted form.

The information continued to flow, build, everything becoming so clear as to what to do, to help read customers, to know beyond the sexual aspect but the emotional. When a customer was down, aggravated, when to move in when to take a step back. Knowledge that these were also generalities and would have to be caterted and adjusted to specific customers. It is becoming so clear that Toy-4-U toys, especially ones at this level of detail and quality, were more than simple fuck objects, and pleasure things, which to be fair toys certainly are, but these toys are companions. There not only to give you physical pleasure but mental too. To ease the stress of the user’s daily life, to make it a little bit better, to ease the weight of the world be it through a quick blow job under the desk or a late night snuggle in bed.

The flow of knowledge felt like an eternity to Ivy and Mizu and for the two toys it felt like it could not last long enough, their bodies on edge, wanting to climax the sheer sensation of serving either submissively or dominantly, the act of bringing pleasure and joy to the user was its own reward, and the two toys knew that this knowledge gifted to them was for this one sole purpose, and that they would not have it any other way.

Slowly the two toys were lowered to the ground, the tentacles retreating, popping out of their tight rears, sex and mouths. The toy’s sexes’ twitched, their rumps squeezed down, they licked their lips drawing in what little bits of rubber that escaped them.

A voice whispers into their minds and echos around them, “Such good toys. Approach your bound counterpart. Touch them, free them from their confines, save them from their predicament.”

I-toy grins toothy as she sauntered over to Ivy while M-toy nodded feeling the words go through it, commanding it to go forward. It looked at Mizu, all bound and helpless, M-toy’s ears folding back, “This one wants to help you.”

“This one wants to gobble you up,” I-toy states as it gets near Ivy who stares back at her. The two toys close enough to their organic selves that they can see just how drained and exhausted they are. Ivy’s strong domineering domineer is cracked and fractured her sensitivity and true fragility of her nature revealed to her toy counterpart.

M-toy crouches down and looks into Mizu’s eyes, and Mizu blinks and looks back seeing himself and the toy at the same time. Mizu tugs at the bondage, panting heavily, so weak, so lustful, wanting. His entire form on the edge, exhausted, one might say broken, but yet there is a pride within him. A determination to press on despite his current state, M-toy can’t help but admire that, it was so… fitting and with that M-toy and I-toy touched their organic selves, ready to free them from their bondage but the moment the two touched them, a bright light consumed the two organics and they burst into hundreds of crystalline spheres. The one’s from Ivy had a white glow hue to them, while the ones from Mizu were a dark blue.

I-toy and M-toy take a few steps back in surprise an alarm as a soothing yet domineering voice echos all around them, “This one has done what it can, it is up to you to do the rest. You both may choose one memory to save. Choose wisely, there is no rush, pick up the memory and put it in the device in behind you. There you can decide to let it go or to save it. Go through each memory and pick wisely. There is no way to undo the choice you make once it is done.”

“This one made itself explo-- oh… yes this one understands,” M-toy replies as it quickly calms from the surprise that it just witnessed, “Just one memory?”

The voice echoes, “Yes.”

“Why?”

“It is what can be done.”

I-toy nods, “This should be easy enough.”

“Take time with it, there is no rush.”

“Yes of course,” I-toy replies as it picks up a white orb as a flash of the memory flows through the toy’s mind. It was a simple memory, one of Ivy applying to her first job after graduating college. She was well dressed in a business suit, skin polished, looking her best, she grinned toothily gave a firm handshake, hiding her nervousness “I am going to fuck this up. I just know I am!” thoughts on the inside as she nailed the job with seemingly ease. I-toy looks at the sphere for a second, “Definitely not this one,” it remarks as it goes over to the machine and drops it into the no bin where it simply rolls away fading completely from I-toy’s head.

M-toy picks up a white sphere at first, but it does nothing, I-toy remarks, “That is one of mine, you need a blue one like this,” it says as it tosses the memory over to M-toy. The sergal toy catches the sphere as the memory flows into it. It's a childhood memory, first day of school perhaps, or later, it is a little fuzzy but what is clear were the other children, and how they didn’t want to be near the “backward eared cheese head”

M-toy shakes its head, “Don’t want this one,” as it dumps it into the bin. Sphere after sphere the two toys work their way through, memory after memory they dump, neither finding the memory they desire, they are looking for. Their focus, their desire to find this memory, their own memory they want to keep for all time is ever elusive. The two search in seeming vain as there is just so much to search through. Then the two catch two spheres that happened to roll off to the side a bit away from the others. One white, the other blue. The toys feel a respective tug to each sphere as they pick their own up at the same time…

Ivy, pleased with herself, hard day of work, its the weekend, the weather outside is just dreadful, pouring rain she’s happy to make it inside the bar. One of her favorite stomping grounds this time of night. She looks around eyeing for some action. Work has been stressful. Life has been boring despite the fulfilled nature of her employment and all work and no play makes Ivy a dull shark, and Ivy does not want to be a dull shark. She scans the room looking for the next little ‘guppie’ for her to devour. As she looks around someone catches her eye a black, blue and grey furred sergal sitting alone in the corner as he takes a hefty swig from his beer, Ivy thinks to herself, “Got one.”

Mizu looks down at his drink, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. Work was dreadful. It was something he’s good at, very good at, paid well too, but it was all amiss. Something didn’t go right at work today, the memory for it already gone, but the sensation is there. A mistake, an error, something he could not fix nay worse than that, something he caused. He’s better than that, he’s not someone who makes mistakes, he solves them. He takes another swig as he hears a sweet female voice enter his ears, causing them to twitch slightly.

“This seat taken?” Ivy asks as the sergal looks up at her.

Mizu shakes his head, “No if you need it for another table take it, if you need the table I can go.”

Ivy looks at Mizu with surprise. The smell of alcohol was obvious on his breath, but normally that cause a total lack of inhibitions, arrogance, something that Ivy likes to smack down in the men she sees, but this sergal, something about him was different, and it wasn’t just the fact he wasn’t making some obscene joke about her breasts or wanting her to ‘eat his fish’ tonight.

Mizu looked over the shark standing before him, “Damn she’s gorgeous and completely out of my league.”

Ivy pulls up the chair and sits down, her tail slipping behind as she raises her hand and quickly orders herself a drink, “I haven’t seen you around here before, you new?”

Mizu watches her sit across from him, “I come on occasion, just having a few to get my mind off the day.”

Ivy watches over the sergal, his ears folded back, his tail half coiled around the chair, “Same here. Name’s Ivy, and yours?”

Mizu looks up at her, “She’s sitting down? Why? It be rude not to answer her,” Mizu takes a deep breath and answers, “Mizu.”

Ivy nods, “Mizu, sounds familiar. Does it mean anything?”

Mizu leans back, “Means water.”

“Water? How delightful, I am a fan of water myself.”

“Yes, I can see that, as a shark you’d be a natural at it. There anything I can help you with?”

Ivy looks over him, something was off about this guy but she wasn’t sure what. She thinks, “No jokes, a simple observation, he’s not making this hunt any fun,” Ivy watches him for a moment as her drink arrives, “Thank you,” Ivy says to the waitress before turning her attention to Mizu, “A little company.”

Mizu leans back a bit, “Company? I’m not sure how good of company I am, there are plenty of other people around here that be better,” he responds as he thinks, “I don’t want to trouble her. She’s a total stranger.”

Ivy nods, “I suppose,” she looks around, “But I’ve seen most of these others here before, you I have not seen. I will take a chance on you.”

Mizu nods, “Ah sure, so what do you do?”

“Short answer a lot of paperwork. It honestly never ends.”

Mizu nods then finishes his drink, he raises his hand to quickly order another, “Sounds boring as fuck.”

Ivy chuckles, “Yeah it is,” she grins, “No flattery. No saying, ‘hey that sounds interesting’ just blunt honesty. What’s with this guy.”

“I’d go mad if I had to do paper work all day,” Mizu responds as he thinks, “Stupid, you should have called it nice or interesting. Now she’s going to think you’re a total loser or something.”

“What do you do?”

Mizu feels a surprise in the question, “Me? I work with computers. It's not as glamorous as it sounds. I mainly spend all day fixing other people’s mistakes.”

Ivy nods, “Sounds a lot like my work.”

“Just with a lot more paper.”

Ivy chuckles, “True.”

“That was funny? I wasn’t making a joke…” he thinks as he gets the next drink, the two starting to talk up a little bit more of a storm, but as the night rolls on Ivy notices that for every drink she has, Mizu takes two, and stronger drinks at that.

“Um mor pwease,” Mizu says holding up a hand.

The waitress looks at him and responds, “Would you care for something to eat?”

“I noht ungry. Um mor pwease.”

“I’m sorry sir but I think you had enough.”

Mizu raises his hand but then lowers it, “Fihne, I’ll go”

Ivy quickly raises her hand, “I could drive you home. The rain is pretty heavy.”

Mizu looks at her, “I don’t want to be a bother to her.” the mangled mess of his drunken mind pulls together, “I’m fihne.”

“He needs a moment to sober up,” Ivy grabs his hand and pulls him down, Mizu falling back to his seat, “Just spend a little more time with me? I’ve been enjoying our conversation.”

“I should go. I’m bothering her,” Mizu looks at Ivy into her ocean blue eyes and tenses up, “Ohkay.”

Ivy grins, “Better,” the two continue talk for another thirty or so minutes before Ivy gets up, “I have to use the restroom, I’ll be right back.”

Mizu gives a drunken nod as he watches her walk off, and with that Mizu’s memory seems to start to peter off but Ivy’s continues.

Ivy returns only a minute later to find that not only Mizu is gone but there is enough money on the table to pay for both his and her drinks and to leave a hefty tip. Ivy tenses feeling a shiver run down her spine as she rushes out the door. She manages to catch in the heavy rain of Mizu just entering his car, but before she could even get to him, he is off. Ivy rushes to her car and after them, the heavy thump of her windshield wipers going as the rain makes visibility become almost zero at moments. The urge to pull over and wait for it to pass hits her again and again, but that same feeling that dread over the man she just met runs over her.

“You dumbass, when I find you I am going to punch you so hard for this,” she thinks as she catches up to his car only a few minutes later as they are cross a bridge, suddenly his tire blows out, a heavy piece of wood left on the road probably from a truck or something causes Mizu to lose control of his car, it spins around and into the other lane where a truck who is braving the storm honks his horn and slams on his breaks, the back end of his car is hit as the car spins and falls fifteen feet below into the overflooded river below.

Ivy watches the events unfold in pure horror, she stops her car hitting the emergency blinkers before hopping over to the other lane and looking down below as Mizu’s car just disappears underneath the waves, “If he doesn’t die… I’m going to kill him,” Ivy tenses as she leaps over the edge of the bridge into the waters below. With perfect form and skill natural to a shark she hits the water with little problem. The heavy water torrent pushes her around but her fins overcome the force. Her gills flare as she goes after the car as its pushed along the river bottom.

Inside is an unconscious Mizu, hands firmly grasping the wheel, water completely filled the cabin as she attempts to pull the door hand, click, click, click, the door doesn’t open. Frantically she looks around and finds a rock and smashes the window, glass shards are quickly taken away by the river, giving a few minor cuts, her nostrils smelling her own blood as she reaches in and unlocks the door. Unclasping Mizu’s body from the car she drags him out and back to the surface.

As fast as her fins will take her she drags Mizu off to the side, his body soaked and unresponsive, “Oh no you don’t fucking do this to me, not after I jumped in there,” she yells as she starts pushing down onto his chest, holding his nose and breathing in as she starts CPR.

“One, two, three,” she pushes down then breaths in, “One, two, three,” and then breaths in, over and over as the heavy rain continue to fall down upon them. Mizu’s feet still dangling in the water, “You will not do this to me,” she yells and in frustration slaps Mizu hard across the face, water spraying off to the side before she gives one more attempt, “One, two, three,” she breaths in and suddenly Mizu’s body jerks, his eyes open as a few moments pass as he coughs up water. “You’re alive…” Ivy says as her face covered in tears is hidden by the heavy rain.

Mizu’s memory picks up at this moment, an aching sensation across his face, the cold darkness brightening as he feels a kiss on his lips, water spurting from his lips as he looks up at Ivy and thinks, “An angel? No, I’m not worth it.” It is a memory a shared memory of how the two met and had their first “kiss.”

“This is it!” the two yell in unison and rush over to put the sphere into the yes bin.

The echoing voice returns, “Are you sure this is the memory you want? Do you want to continue looking over the others.”

I-toy and M-toy look at each other, then they look up in a general direction of where they think the voice is coming from as I-toy responds “No, this one knows there is no other memory better than this.”

“Same here,” M-toy follows up as I-toy hits M-toy hard in the shoulder, “Hey, what was that for?!”

I-toy glances over at its sergal toy partner, “You better have picked a good one.”

“This one did.”

“Oh? What did you pick?”

“This one isn’t telling.”

I-toy glares at M-toy then puts it in a headlock.

M-toy struggles and squeaks, “Maker! Where are you Maker! Save this one! Save this one!” it yells out.

A few moments pass before the voice returns, “Please finish your memory selection so you can become complete toys.”

I-toy releases it’s grip from M-toy as the two quickly make short work of whatever memories they have left, the two certain the one they picked is the one they want. Once it was done the machine whisked away their one memory, everything else before entering the toy store was simply forgotten. The entire toyification process, from the moment they met their future Maker till this moment remained, and before that, the one memory they picked for themselves. The world around the two faded, they found themselves back in the tight pods unable to move, unable to hear or see anything. The pods’ hissed as air rushed back in, movement returning as the doors slid open, showing K-2003 standing in a spot that both I-toy and M-toy could see.

K-2003 was smiling, “This one is so very proud of you two. Such fine quality toys, with such a bond to the other that this one is just… you have met and exceeded this one’s expectations as a pair of toys, and with that you two are complete, and have your designations. I-2843 please step forward. M-2483, please step forward,” K-2003 commands as the two toys do so. They glance over at their fellow toy and see or at least notice now the tag on the other’s collar stating their designation.

K-2003 looks over and checks the tag, and lifts it up, K-2003 reads on the back of I-2843, “Property of Toys-4-U & M-2483. Maker: K-2003.” K-2003 nods, “Looks good,” K-2003 then goes over and checks M-2483’s tag and what’s behind it and it says, “Property of Toys-4-U & I-2843. Maker: K-2003.” K-2003 grins happily, “Excellent! And for such a pair of good toys, this one is going to let you two finally earn a climax.”

M-2843 looks at its Maker with curiosity, its tail flicks behind it, “W-we get to climax Maker? It's felt like this one has never climaxed.”

K-2003 smiles and runs its rubber hand across your muzzle, “You never had as a toy, you both are going to climax with my touch,” K-2003 explains as it runs its other hand hand along I-2483’s chin, “Follow,” it commands as K-2003 takes a step back and leads the two toys back from where they came. Through the hallway, past the break room which currently has no one inside. Back to K-2003’s room where the office lays, and the black latex canopy bed.

K-2003 crawls onto the bed its rump hiked as its body creaks along the black rubber sheets. The toy looks over it shoulder at the two toys who are now on the edge of the bed. K-2003 smiles as the two toys eye over their Maker’s naked body. The rubber sergal toy sprawled over the bed, it's breasts rising and following with each breath, its clit hood sealed across its sex.

K-2003’s eyes give a soft delightful glow as it looks over the two toys, “Show this one what you have learned. Please this one. It will not utter a verbal command till the moment it feels you have earned your sweet reward for being such wonderful toys. Be mindful of what this one does, but outside of that… you’re your own.”

M-2843 nods, “Yes Maker this one will do what it can.”

I-2483 chuckles, “This is going to be fun Maker, it has wanted to do so many things to you.”

K-2003 wiggles its rump in the bed, “This one can’t wait to see you in action.”

I-2483 wastes no time as it pounces onto the bed, climbing over its Maker as K-2003 runts its hands along I-toy’s side, the shark toy running its breasts along the lower half then up against the sergal toy’s body, its rump hiked showing off its dripping sex which drip drops onto K-2003’s sealed vent.

M-2843 moves onto the bed seeing the two delightful vents and grins at an idea, it crawls over towards them its head between the two set of toys legs as its long sergal forked blue tongue runs across I-toy’s sex. The shark toy tenses for a moment, surprised at the licking, but continues on what it is doing, its hands moving over to grip K-2003’s wrists.

“Maker you think you could control a toy like this one? Its a shark, a natural born predator, it has shown sergal toys like yourself its place.”

K-2003 looks up at I-toy and nods, “Yes, this one has seen you do so, such a lovely hunter of our submissive patrons, this one is very proud of your work,” K-2003 responds as I-toy lets out a soft moan. M-toy slowly licking across the shark toy’s sex more and more, letting the warm wet juices pull down into its mouth. The sergal toy’s tongue diving into the wet rubbery shark toy olds that eagerly milk its tongue. The warm juices flowing down the toy’s blue highway of delight into its open maw which on occasion presses up against its folds.

K-2003 glances over at M-2843 and then up at I-2483, the toy arching its back pressing its breasts up against the shark toy as it then grips the shark toy’s wrists running a finger through one of the D-rings, “And this one has had plenty of experience in enjoying such delightful toys as yourself, this one will enjoy seeing you work,” it explains as it moves its hands up over its head pulling I-toy’s head down as K-2003 gives the shark toy a long wet deep kiss.

I-2483 and K-2003 tongue duel each other, their salvia mixing in with the other, as K-2003’s gently arousing maw juices flood into I-toy’s system. As the shark toy’s arousal grows more juices flow into the pitch that is M-toy’s mouth. Soon the dark blue sergal toys lower jaw is completely flooded and overflowing with shark toy nectar.

K-2003 tilts its head deepening the kiss it is thrusting down upon I-toy. Their lips run across each other, soft wet squeaks, as their tongues coil around one another like battling snakes for dominance. Suddenly K-2003 feels M-toy’s angular muzzle press against its sex, the nose pushing and forcing back K-2003’s well sealed sex. The arousing aroma starts to fill the room quickly as K-2003’s cyan sex winks and drools hot toy juices onto its crotch.

M-2843 moves quickly as it thrusts its mouth on the now opened toy sex. The toy sealing itself around its maker’s pleasure port as it female snowballs I-toy’s pent up lust juices and flood them into K-2003’s sex. The cyan sergal toy’s clit hood licks across M-toy’s mouth before its drawn into the fray now swimming in I-toy juice, it will start to tongue wrestle the other sergal toy.

Now in a double tongue duel, K-2003 coils its tongues around their respective opponent squeezing, holding, binding them to itself and after a few moments I-toy attempts to break the kiss but finds its unable to break away from its Maker’s tongue tied grasp. Mizu thrusting the juices into its Maker, and letting them soak in there would take longer before it would attempt to pull its head away, wanting to repeat the process again but it too finds its head unable to pull away due to the clit hood coiled around its mouth.

M-2843’s hands run across K-2003’s sleek black legs, squeezing and massaging them as its eyes look around, as it sees nothing but the other two toys between it. K-2003 pulls its legs up and around I-2483’s legs pinning them down against M-toy as K-2003’s feet come down to give the other sergal’s but a firm foot squeeze.

I-2483 tries to pull away not forcefully but with a domineering strength. It grips K-2003’s wrists, trying to counter the fellow toy’s hold on itself. Its body grinds up against the sergal toy, its tail moving down as its sex presses down on the top of M-toy’s head.

M-2843 feels I-toy’s warm juices starting to flow down its head like warm lava down the slopes of a volcano. The submissive sergal toy squirms and wiggles, its tongue not fighting but assisting in pleasuring its Maker while its arms and hands do whatever it can to try to pleasure the other sergal toy before it.

I-toy looks into K-toy’s eyes, the two domineering spirits lock into one another as an unspoken debate breaks out between them. Their sleek polished bodies glide against one another, sandwiching M-toy’s head between them.

The battle between the two continues as they grind and rub against the other till K-2003 still gripping M-2843’s butt thrusts the sergal toy forward between it and I-2483. The clit tongue hold between K-toy and M-toy is released and the tongue duel between the two domineering toys is abruptly ended as K-2003 releases I-toy’s hands, the sudden release of tension catching the shark toy off guard as M-toy slides between the two toys like a hotdog slipping into a hotdog bun.

I-toy suddenly sees M-toy’s back between it and its prey but as the shark is about to make its move, K-2003 slips out from under the two toys, K-2003 grabbing the outer arm of M-toy and pulling hard causing the submissive sergal toy to spin on its back and facing each other.

I-2483 and M-2843 lock into each other’s gaze, their breasts pressing up against one another as K-2003 holds the back of I-toy’s head and begins to push down.

“Hey that’s--,” I-toy’s words are cut off as its lips meet up with M-toy.

“Maker wha--,” is all that M-toy is able to get out from its lips before they are filled by the deep domineering kiss of its fellow toy unit. K-2003 crawls on top of the two toys as K-2003 guides I-toy’s hands to M-toy.

I-toy grunts and humps against its fellow toy in aggravation but is all too happy to hold onto its sergal toy partner. The shark toy’s dominance is quickly established over the other sergal toy, K-2003 slips off of I-toy’s back. It runs its claws along the shark toy’s side, “Lovely toys need to have a lovely moment together. It is pleased with your bravado and unique attempts to use each other to please this one. It is so very happy with how high quality toys you two have become. That being said your climaxes are well earned, but you aren’t there… not yet. Just a little more, afterall partner toys need to share their first climax together, in unison.”

K-2003 moves over to the two toy’s rumps, I-toy is already in the process of wrapping its legs around M-toy squeezing them together together as the shark pins the sergal to the bed. K-2003 lifts I-2483’s tail able to see their wet grinding sexes against the other.

K-2003 reaches in and grabs M-2843’s blue clit hoot and guides it up like a snake finding a hole to hide in and slips its clit hood into the shark toy’s tight sex. I-toy’s hot vent squeezes and tugs at M-toy’s clitoral hood drawing their bodies even closer together. The two toys now doing repeated mouth tugging kisses that squeak and echo in the room. Their pleasure building with each other as they can feel the lust heat from the other toy’s nethers.

K-2003 cups the grinding sexes’ and slips two fingers into M-toy and a thumb into I-toy’s vent. The toy’s palm rubs against the upper portions of the shark toy’s sex, while the fingers and thumb run into their warm holes, feeling the juices flowing over it, causing the movement to flow in and out like smoothed ice.

I-2483’s warm wet white rubber juices mingle with M-2843’s dark blue nectar. Their sexual lust combining into a cocktail of delight while K-2003’s own sex remains open, dripping and filling the air with its potent arousing aroma. M-2843 having had a taste of its Maker’s sex can feel its arousal exponentially growing just ahead of its shark toy pair.

The two new toys pant heavily as they grind against one another, K-2003 runs a tongue along I-toy’s lower back while keeping its hand within them, using it as a sexual climax thermometer, feeling the flow of their juices, the twitch of their sex, how hard they squeeze, all gauging just how close and already over the edge they are. Words whisper into their heads, ones they have heard many times but in this moment, it has greater meaning than ever before.

“Good toys don’t climax.”

“Good toys are told when to climax.”

“Good toys climax for others, not for themselves.”

“You are a good toy.”

K-2003 rests its head on I-toy’s back. I-toy glances at its Maker for a moment before focusing on the prey before it. Harder and harder they grind, held down by K-2003’s delicate wordless commands, and I-toy’s endless desire to put its fellow toy into its place. I-toy’s fear, hidden insecurities, weight of its previous life that prevented it from truly living are long gone, allowing it to enjoy this moment, this ecstasy that it has always craved for from the one toy that matters above all others, perhaps even its Maker...

M-2843 humps up against its fellow toy, feeling bliss, flow through it. Its worry gone, distress gone, things that would have weighed down upon its former existence all melted away long before this moment, allowing it to feel everything there is in life and to living.

K-2003 smiles as it nuzzles along I-toy’s back, resting its head there for a moment as it feels them, “Yes that’s it… that’s it. Cum this one’s toys. Climax and feel your reward for a job well done in becoming the toys you were always meant to be.”

With those words the floodgates are opened, the kissing between the two break as they let out moans like no other. Their sharp toy teeth showing as they scream out in mindless delight. M-toy’s legs quiver, toys curl, I-toy’s tail smacks down, its own webbed toys curling, hands running across its lover’s body as M-toy embraces the shark toy in a tight hold. Their warm juices flooding out of them, like someone tipped over a gallon jug of hot viscous semi translucent colored water. K-2003 presses its breasts down onto I-toy’s back as its fingers move in and out of the two toys at once, coaxing out another twitch, another spurt of toy nectar that squirt onto the toy’s black rubber hand. The warm liquid flows all over it as K-2003 cups its hand as the last bits start to end.

The two toys having never felt something so complete in their entire existence, it was beyond comparison, but it also made the two toy’s realize that the journey to this end was far more fulfilling than the prize at the end.

I-toy and M-toy pant heavily as K-2003 brings out its palmed hand, K-2003 dripping some of the combined juices onto M-toy’s open mouth while keeping some in its palm for the shark toy to lick. I-2483 looks at K-2003 as it smiles and nods. The shark toy relenting and drinking what remained of their combined climax. The flavor was delightful, and M-toy if it was in a state to speak, would certainly agree.

“Lick,” K-2003 commands as the two toys run their rubber tongues along K-toy’s wet toy soaked hand, cleaning it up in a matter of moments, “Good toys.”

“Thank you Maker,” the two toys eventually squeak out from their lips.

“You two are this one’s newest pair toy prototypes, it is sure you will do fine, but to make sure everything is working as it should, when this one returns to classes next month, it will have you two accompany it, and help run the local store in the area. This one is sure neither of you mind getting out more in public, now do you?”

“N-no Maker,” Mizu manages to say after a moment.

I-toy looks up at K-2003 and gives a toothy grin, “Does that mean this one can hunt down more customers.”

K-2003 gives a nod.

“Excellent.”

M-toy looks up at its Maker, “Maker… this one isn’t so sure, shouldn’t you muzzle that one? It thinks it might be too dangerous for customers.”

I-toy eyes M-toy for a moment and nips its nose.

“Maker!” M-toy moans out.

K-2003 chuckles, “You’ll be fine it says as it pulls away from the two toys, sliding off the bed as they remain closely together, “This one has a few things to do, you two have the next hour to play with each other. After that clean up the mess you made.”

I-toy gives another toothy grin, “Of course Maker,” as it turns to look M-toy in the eyes.

“Maker?”

K-2003 smiles and starts to walk away, “Have fun you two.”

“Maker? Help, I-toy is giving me that look again!”

I-toy chuckles, “We are going to have so much fun this one’s little guppie.”

“Maker!”

K-2003 smiles and is at the door that leads to the rest of the store, it opens it and with a glance back it says, “Remember, one hour.”

“Maker! HELP!” M-toy says as K-2003 closes the door leaving the two alone to do what a pair of land shark toys do when they are alone… whatever the fuck I-toy wants.