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Toy Specialization: Completion

On that day, the day of his final molding, Keita can feel it in every bit of his rubbery being, his body and mind are set to feel the gloriousness of being completed. To have a new level of freedom, bound to the Toys-4-U company, a perfect well-crafted toy.

Keita’s mind fluttered with excitement, his throat purring happily, the black and cyan blur returning. His mind fills in the noise that he can’t really hear of K-2003 typing into the computer console, the flow of rubber stopping, the soft hiss as air rushes in, the hard plastic mold tugging against every inch of his body, while he steadily wiggles free. The front of the mold pulls away, the very last time he will feel that tight embrace, he licks across the front of the mold, saying goodbye to it in his own special way, before turning his gaze toward K-2003 who stands tall and proud, a big smile on its face.

“Are you ready?” K-2003 asks happily.

Keita steps out of the mold with a soft schlunk noise, its tail tugging back before he manages to wiggle it out fully, “Yes Maker! This one is so excited to be able to be completed and receive its designation. It’s dreamt of this day almost as long as it can remember.”

K-2003 reaches out gently rubbing along Keita’s rubbery chin, the toy’s hand softly squeaking against it, “This one knows, which is why we are going to do it today, but first, you need to follow this one, we have one special task left for you before it completes your programing,” K-2003 explains, stepping off of the platform.

Keita follows with a curious purr, his but says teasingly femboyish like sway with each step, “Special task Maker?”

K-2003 smiles, looking over its shoulder at him, “You’ll see. It's nothing you can’t handle. Something this one sort of likes to do with many toys it completes right before it finishes the final steps. Also, since you are technically a new model it will be good too, but you’ll see what this one means,” it explains the toy guiding Keita through the hallways onto the store floor towards the toy testing room.

“Yes Maker,” Keita says, feeling his entire body on an excited edge. His cock twitches in delight, aching pleading, wanting, yet that felt like a normal sensation. It was normal to feel like that, and it no longer had a new direct effect on Keita’s mind, his body was always like this, there was no longer this state of not being lewd. It was similar to how his Maker was constantly lewd yet acting normal, yet at the same time, Keita knows that he is, he feels he can cull the motions whenever he wants and needs.

K-2003 hums to itself, tail swaying side to side with a squeak, gently brushing the tip across Keita’s cock, helping the feline keep focus on its supple butt. Keita softly thinks to himself, “If Maker was a boy toy that would be so much more fun… but that is still a nice butt though,” Keita purrs, K-2003 leading them down to the very last door down the hallway on the left.

“Back in this one’s working quarters and office,” K-2003 says unlocking the door motioning Keita to step inside.

“Yes Maker, “he says rushing into the room, the same black rubber bed with cyan pillows, the lovely canopy over it adding a delightful look. The kitchen and small dining table across the way with an office nearby hidden by a closed door.

“Please get on the bed, this one is going to do some advertisements with you,” K-2003 explains.

“Advertisements Maker?” Keita mews climbing onto the bed, his tail held high, butt hiked, crawling across the smooth highly polished black rubber sheets that reflect his blue, white and black rubber body, the soft glow from his body adds to the overall effect.

“Of course! This one can’t have its new totally gay femboy toy model and not have advertisements! And this one can show off the new Toy Manager to be at its new super megastore that it will be putting you in charge of,” K-2003 says with a nod and a rump wiggle, moving behind a series of cameras checking each one, making sure they are in focus.

Keita’s jaw dropped, “Wait this one is going to be put in charge of a store?!” it mews wiggling a bit, its cock twitches at the news, toes curling.

“Yup! Though there will be a new set of training for that. It doesn’t make many toy maker toys, for good reason. Can’t have all the toys trying to make toys otherwise who would play with toys if everyone was a toy? That would be a horrible thing!” K-2003 exclaims with a look of slight shock and horror at the idea before it disappears, “But this one makes sure that doesn’t happen!” K-2003 says with a nod.

“Is this one up to the job Maker?” Keita mews softly.

“Not yet but you will be! You have some more training to do but first we need to complete you. Now if you just pose to this camera here, show off that cute smooth chest of yours, hike up the butt and spread the legs to show that dangling cock and balls to that camera there, we can get going.”

“Yes Maker,” Keita mews, posing for the camera as K-2003 describes. For the next two hours, K-2003 goes over several poses, some video shots, with Keita mewing, meowing, a purr, a playful tease, the anime feline wave, and one that imitates the good luck business cat, just with a throbbing cock between his legs.

The motions Keita finds itself in felt lovely, delightful, a little in a way of embarrassment, but work in such a way that it never thought of before. It was going to be seen by countless people and its form was going to draw them into a store, and not any store, possibly his future store. Such responsibility weighs on Keita’s mind.

“Wonderful! Wonderful. This one will send them down to its advertising department, and they will get to work on this right away! For now, it's time for you to get your final toy programing and get that designation. Are you excited?” K-2003 asks happily wiggling its rump, a bounce in its step as it walks around the bed toward the kitchen side of it.

Keita mews wiggling its rump in kind, clenching its butt cheeks, his cock twitching, a bead of pre-cum glistening on the cock tip, “Oh yes Maker, this one is so very ready.”

“Yay!” K-2003 purrs giving Keita’s head one gentle pet through his rubbery hair, before motioning him to follow K-2003 to the far end of the room, passing the kitchen to another door which is automatically unlocked from this side. They step out into a hallway Keita has never seen before. Moving down it they see a break room where a security guard is busy having some breakfast. The anthropomorphic rhinoceros looks up then shrugs going back to his breakfast salad. K-2003 leads him into another room which is locked by two locks, one of which is a special number and the other is a scan of K-2003’s eye. The door unlocks and inside is a small simple room with two silver phallic pods with a computer in between them. K-2003 goes over to the computer and gently types in a few buttons, the right pod opening, showing a smooth black rubber interior.

“Please step inside and we can begin,” K-2003 says turning to Keita who feels his body ache and throb with delight.

There is no sensation of a heartbeat though in a way he can feel it ready to jump out of his rubbery chest. He pants softly with a little mew, “Yes Maker!” Keita exclaims happily stepping into the pod, turning around to face K-2003, “Like this?”

“Exactly like that. When you come out toy, you’ll be complete,” K-2003 says, the pod closing in around him, leaving him in total darkness. Seconds later the pod hums to life, air rushes in the rubber creaks around him, expanding and pushing all around Keita’s body. For the first time since this all began, he’s feeling something push and mold around HIS body rather than the other way around. His balls are pressed, his cock is caressed, the sound of rubber fills his ears, then silence, once again unable to move but then feels a tingle a surge of energy in the back of his neck that rushes through the back of his mind, and along his spine, a synthetic voice speaks to him.

“New Hardware detected. Running diagnostics, one moment please….” sometime later the voice speaks again, “Diagnostics complete. Error no core toy programing found. Running query. Query complete. Preparing to upload M-M Version 1.001.01. Running toy program now,” the voice says, a shiver runs through Keita’s spine again, the darkness around him somehow grows even darker and darker and then, there’s a light in the distance.

Keita mews softly, then is taken back, “This one can mew?” the urge to touch its face comes over it, and it is able to do so, “Wait isn’t this one?” it looks around in the darkness able to somehow move, and all it can see is an empty void of nothingness except that one light in the distance.

Drawn to it like any cat to a single dot of a light source Keita walks to it, wanting to know what is going on, wanting to know what it is. As it walks forward it sees the light grow brighter yet not blindingly so. Steadily a full body mirror comes into view. It’s elegant, golden trimming but also painted with its own markings along the side. Unable to pull itself away it steps in front of the mirror seeing a reflection of Keita.

Not Keita the toy, the lovely rubbery mug that it has seen for nearly a month now, but the organic Keita, the one that it used to be. It mews softly, tilting its head to one side then the other, the similar yet unique markings between organic and toy clearly there, but each movement is perfectly mirrored, “What is this about?” Keita mews, the mirror image speaking in kind, but only its own voice is heard. Being a feline, curiosity is a core part of its nature, it reaches out to touch the mirror, and the moment its smooth rubbery fingertips touch the smooth glass it shatters, and Keita is encased in a blinding light.

Moments later Keita comes to, and the world is in two. Keita finds himself tightly bound kneeling before the toy version of himself. His cock locked up in a silver chastity cage, hanging from it is a sign that he can’t read through his eyes but through the toy’s eyes? It’s clear as day, it reads “Lust”.

Keita’s arms are bound up against himself and then chained to the ground, his ass is sitting on a thick horse cock dildo that reminds him of Debin, a chain goes from the dildo to another sign, it reads “Desire”

Keita’s legs are bound to his thighs and spread outward, a spread bar between his knees to keep them separated. A sign hangs from this bar that reads, “Stress.”

The sign on his left arms that hangs from the tightly wrapped bandaged arm reads, “Regret.”

A similar sign on his right arm says, “Worry.”

Keita’s neck is posture collared, and chained to the ground, unable to look away, Keita’s charm isn’t there, but instead another sign, it simply reads, “Loneliness.”

His mouth ball gagged, unable to utter a single word, by a red ball gag and written on it reads “obedience.”

Keita looks at the toy version of himself, unable to look away at how sexy and wonderful it is, how free it is compared to him. Yet at the same time he sees through the toy’s eyes. He feels everything the toy feels, hears what the toy hears, hears what the toy thinks, yet feels no influence over the toy. He purrs heavily, tail swishing behind him the only thing that is left unbound as the toy stares back into his eyes, and from there Keita can see his charm, that special charm given to him but Toshi, and on it has impressions on the triangles. K on the top. 23 on the lower left triangle from his perspective, and 73 on the lower right.

K-2373 mews softly looking at itself, its former self. Feeling nothing from the toy, reading the signs curiously, reading each one of them out loud. Unknown to him though coming out of the darkness a set of tentacles come toward K-2373, each thick sleek rubbery. One is black, one is blue, the other is white.

Keita sees the tentacles and his toy self completely unaware of what is happening. He grunts and moans trying to give a sign of warning, “Look out behind you!” he thinks out.

K-2373 responds, “This one wonders what he is thinking,” it mews, the toy’s thoughts appearing in Keita’s mind. Keita’s eyes go wide when the tentacles wrap around K-2373’s legs, with a long drawn out squeak. They coil over and over around him, lifting up into the air, the black tentacle around his left leg has another tentacle come out of itself and shoves itself deep into the toy’s butt.

Keita squeezes on the dildo feeling it and the tentacle now driving itself deep into the toy’s body, the sensation mind blowing delightful, Keita’s body on the brink, ready to explode in utter delight and pleasure, while a series of television screens appear behind Keita out of his own vision but visible through K-2373’s eyes.

The white tentacle the only free one left splits in four, one wraps around K-2373’s waist like a corset, tendrils slip out and run across the toy’s skin, coiling around his rubbery nipples giving them a gentle tug and pull, teasing the tips. Two others move and coil around Keita’s arms holding them out, keeping the toy completely exposed in a suspended X position. The last slips right into the toy’s mouth, down its throat where it finds itself already happily suckling.

K-2373’s twitching cock throbs and dribbles, the blue tentacle moves around K-2373’s thigh and nuzzles the toy’s rubbery balls. A dozen smaller rubber tendrils run around it’s cock, squeezing, milking pumping its length while one small tendril slips down into the toy’s cum slit, spreading its rubber urethra, driving them down into its length, and spreading out into the toy’s hyper productive balls, filling the toy with another layer of pleasure that Keita must deal with, feeling double the pleasure and aching lust from two bodies and two minds pushing into him, pushing him further over a climaxless edge.

A strong stern loving voice speaks out over the darkness, “Uploading Toy experiences, and toy programing.”

Instantly the television screens flicker on, images no… miniature movies, experiences, of toys servicing customers are played through K-2373’s mind. Hundreds, thousands of them perhaps, hours of data and information on how such toys have serviced customers, pleased them, provided excellent service. K-2373 feeling its experience in how to pleasure all kinds of species of customer increased by leaps and bounds.

Keita pants, moans, his words muffled. The tight chains that hold him in place rattle, and shake, his body quivering as he feels the same onslaught of data, his body and mind feeling so weak for being awake and sexually teased for so long. He looks at K-2373, he looks at himself enjoying taking in the tentacles with ease and pleasure.

K-2373 milks the tentacle in his ass, feeling it press and massage his prostate with wondrous pleasure, the tentacle reaching out and exploring the toy’s depth with much delight and wonder. The tentacle in his mouth pushing in nice and deep, filling his mouth, his throat, wiggling into the depths showing just how much he could really take.

Tendrils coil around and squeeze and massage Keita’s balls, constantly fondling them, rubbing the space behind them, the length constantly milked and caressed, squeezed and teased, the cock head played with by tendrils, giving the ultimate stimulation, all filtered back to Keita who cries out in such utter pleasure yet his body is unable to climax, pre-cum dribbles through the chastity opening, forming a puddle on the floor.

The images, the movies, continue to flow through the two’s minds. There are so many toys, so many experiences, all male experiences, all gay, cherry picked specifically for K-2373, yet within this there are times where there is one views that have breasts. At first it is caught off guard, unsure what it is but then it notices the solid black rubber, the cyan glow, and it’s of Maker. Servicing and pleasuring males, teasing them, occasionally fucking them with its hidden cock but most of the time its blow jobs, hand jobs, making them squirm and call out in need, wanting anything to be pleasured by that warm mouth, that tight ass, such delicious pleasures from an experienced toy.

Keita feels himself slipping further and further into the sea of blissfulness, his mind refusing to think more so than it already was. Even before it was hard to collect himself to recall things, to simply be himself, while K-2373 became stronger.

The blissfulness came to new heights, the tentacles squirming along K-2373’s body, pleasuring every inch of him, snaking around, coiling, squeezing, slithering, pumping, driving themselves into his body with complete abandon that no organic body could ever take safely. Driving hard into both of them just how durable and pleasure a rubber toy body really is. Pleasure burning into the very depths of his being, a pleasure that Keita could never achieve that K-2373 can reach on a near daily basis.

The knowledge continued to stream into K-2373’s mind. Techniques, tricks, years, decades, perhaps a full century worth of sexual experience and pleasure, the trial and error of all those toys that came before him. His own experiences adding into the mix to prepare future toys like himself and those that will be so different.

Eventually the stream of data, knowledge, all came to a close. There was little new knowledge of how the newest toy can be the best toy it could be, though that was certainly reinforced by the experiences of so many other toys, that K-2373 really felt itself coming into stride. Slowly let down onto its feet, it mewed softly giving a sensual head bob on the tentacles, slurping and licking the tip, a trail of saliva from the white tentacle tip and its mouth, “This one should get your number next time,” it says with a toying wink.

The rubber tentacles uncoil around its body with a long drawn out squeak, the reduction of pleasure does nothing to stem the tide. Keita feels himself so weak, his eyes glazed over, looking over the proud powerful toy that he has become. Keita’s body is begging for release, begging for a moment of respite, he feels as if he can barely keep himself together.

K-2373 mews softly gently rubbing the tentacles, while they slip away from its body. It watches them disappear into the darkness, its mind feeling refreshed and energized despite the massive data dump it just took. It looks over to Keita mewing softly, crouching down in front of it, “Poor thing, you are so tired. This one should help you, but how?”

The overarching voice speaks, “Touch him, and complete the process. Proceed to the final step.”

“Thanks, this one will!” K-2373 mews, reaching out towards Keita who eyes the toy’s hand. Feeling his own body heat emanate outward onto the toy’s rubbery fingertips, then as the toy touches him…

K-2373 watches Keita burst into thousands of small orbs, silver, white, black, blue in color, a twirl a mix of everything, they roll across the floor but never out of sight nor too far out of reach, drawn to K-2373 like iron dust drawn to a magnet.

K-2373 picks one up, a sudden stream of data flows before its eyes, the toy is drawn back to a slightly color muted world. It feels the cool air against its fur, a small young Keita pedaling down the street, their Father just letting go of the bike. He’s riding his bicycle for the first time.

“There you go champ!” Keita’s father yells, the memory continuing for a few more moments before abruptly ending.

K-2373 mews softly, “This is this one’s memory,” it responds looking at the orb, then a light appears as there are two bowls, one has a hole at the bottom the other is simply there.

“It is. You will be able to keep one memory no matter the length or breadth of it, but you only get one. Take your time and choose wisely. You will get a confirmation with the memory you decide. Choose carefully. Once tossed or once your chosen memory is picked, you cannot undo it. Do you understand the importance of what you are doing toy?”

K-2373 looks at the countless memories, all parts that make up himself. It mews to himself, tail flicking side to side quickly, throat purring, feeling the weight of this decision placed upon it, “This one does. It knows how important this is for this one to not take this decision lightly.”

“Take your time. There is no rush,” the voice responds before leaving K-2373 in total silence.

“This one already knows which one it wants, it's one that it couldn’t exist without,” it says gently rubbing its charm around its neck before getting to work, “This one simply needs to find it.”

K-2373 moves through the orbs, carefully, diligently one by one, it experiences bits and pieces of its previous self, its former toyless self, tossing them away into the pit to be forgotten not long after they are dropped.

“Where is it, this one knows it is here,” it remarks, the fewer the memories that remain the clearer the ones that do become, the more vivid the one that it wants to have to keep. He reaches for one orb, one larger than many of the others, its size difference is subtle but noticeable to the toy’s vision. It reaches for it, grabbing it, its eyes go wide, the memory flashes in its head.

Keita lays in his room, arms wrapped around a large body pillow, stained by his tears, he sniffles heavily. Nearby his phone pings, the group conversation with his family still blaring. The ranging from simple shock of what he said to them, to disgust that their son is gay. It took all his strength and courage to finally let them know. To finally break through that coming out of the closet.

Countless ways he tried to go about it. Countless more times he backed down before he could muster the strength to simply let them know just who he was, that their outgoing son was not chasing the ladies but that he found someone that he could spend the rest of his life with, and his name was Toshi.

The constant pings, the streams of text demanding for him to respond more, the aggressive tone, he could hear voices, their yells through those simple white text words on the blue background. He knew this was the outcome that was going to happen. After all they were his parents, how could he not know how they would react? He’s known them all his life. Despite this, this was the one he feared the most, and now it’s here. The pings continue. Each one he felt it like a needle prick in his heart, and each one felt worse than the one that came before.

Keita hears a knock on the door, he raises his head to see Toshi standing there, a box in his hands, “May I come in?” he asks, his ears folded, eyes moving from him to the box back to him.

Keita swallows a lump in his throat, sniffling a wad of snot, wiping his tears off his face with his arm, “Always,” he mews softly, the sound of the pinging phone echoing out in the background.

Toshi slowly moves over to sit beside him. He looks over to the phone, “You finally did it, didn’t you.”

Keita nods, “Yeah. It’s everything I feared.”

“But it's something you’ve wanted to do. Something you had to do. You couldn’t keep hiding us from them.”

“I know it's just…” he looks at the phone, before Toshi reaches over to press the button to turn it off.

“Enough of that. What’s done is done. Someone as cute as you, shouldn’t be crying.”

Keita cracks a smile, “You’ve said that before.”

“I know I have,” he smirks, “Remember?”

“How could I forget? It was the day we met,” he mews softly. K-2373’s mind was thrusted deeper into his past, the world around him further muted, a memory within a memory. The dark cloudy day, the slow fall of rain, felt like he did inside. Down and depressed. He sat on the park bench head down, his head soaked.

“Hey, I thought cats don’t like to get wet,” says Toshi, the first words ever spoken to him.

Keita looked up, into those soft caring eyes, his tail swishes a bit, before looking back down, “I uh…”

Toshi lets out a concerned whine moving to hold the umbrella over him, “That isn’t rain is it?” he asks.

Keita shakes his head, “N-no….”

“Someone as cute as you shouldn’t be crying, what’s got you so down?”

“I… hmm it’s just…” Keita says trailing off trying to formulate the words, looking back up into those kind soft hearted eyes, “It’s just… you’ll find it silly,” he remarks looking away.

“Let me be the judge of what is silly. Come, we can walk and talk, get you out of this rain.”

Keita looks up at Toshi, a hand offered to him. His fur soaked, the outline of his muzzle showing through his matted fur, “I look terrible, did he just call me cute?” Keita thought, feeling his heart race a little, a flutter of excitement he never felt before. He took the chance and grabbed Toshi’s hand.

“There you go. So, what’s got you so down?”

“One word. Parents,” Keita manages to push out.

“Parents can be a handful at times. They like to mean well but sometimes they can be well… mean.”

Keita cracks a smile, “Yeah. I broke up with my girlfriend today… well I should say she dumped me for another guy who better fit her tastes.”

Toshi’s ears fold back, “I’m so sorry.”

“My parents are so eager for me to date. I’m twenty-one and all they talk about is when I get out of college I should settle down and bring in those grandbabies. But the thing is? I don’t even know if that is what I want. I try to date girls but each time I feel an empty hole in me that makes me feel only hollow inside. The time I spend with them is joyless. Like I am a puppet going through the motions, as that is what people expect me to do. Yet in the end all that happens is I either get used for what little money I have or take the abuse of some girl who wants me more as their chauffeur or bag carrying assistant than an actual loving relationship. And the time I find a girl that is halfway decent? She leaves me, saying that she doesn’t ‘feel right’ with me. What the hell does that even mean?” he asks, stopping himself, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to just ramble like that.”

Toshi reaches and gently grasps Keita’s hand, “It’s alright. I kind of understand how you feel. The females I’ve had to date were real bitches, if you know what I mean.”

Keita chuckles, “Yeah…”

“Then I realized something.”

“Yes?”

“Women weren’t for me. And the moment I figured that out? The world opened up, and I discovered that I not only deserved to be happy but that I could be happy,” he says giving Keita’s a hand a gentle squeeze, “Perhaps it's the same with you?”

Keita softly mews, cracking a small smile, “Yeah… maybe,” the two continue their walk down the path back to Toshi’s place a block away…

The memory within the memory ends, Keita is thrusted back to Toshi who is wrapping his arms around Keita, gently embracing him, “It was the first time you admitted that you might be gay to yourself,” says Toshi.

“Yeah, it was now that I think about it. I mean I knew it. It was hard for me not to notice, especially when I got hard seeing all the cute guys. But saying it to someone? Saying it to you? A total stranger at that time?”

“How did it feel?”

“Rather good actually. A weight off my shoulders.”

“And here and now will be the same thing,” he replies, nuzzling Keita from behind.

“It doesn’t feel like it,” Keita mews.

“Trust me, it will,” he says pulling the box out and placing it into his lap, “I got you something.”

“For me? Is it a dick in a box?” Keita asks.

“No, unless you put a hole in it and stick yours in there.”

“I could use a dick in a box right now.”

“Trust me, it's something better.”

Keita nods, lifting the cover, a golden tri-force charm. Keita’s eyes lock on it, his hands gently caressing the heavy metal tag, before rubbing his own fine leather collar.

“May I?” Toshi asks, reaching down to grab the collar, holding it up, ready to attach it.

“S-sure,” Keita mews, his heart pounds so hard he feels like it's in his throat.

“Thanks, hun,” Toshi replies, gently snapping the charm onto his collar, “May this remind you of our time together, the start, the middle and the end,” he says pointing to each triangle.

Keita feels the tears swelling up in his eyes again, “As long as I live, I will always wear it, and have you with me by my side, forever.”

“And you’ll always have me too love,” he says, giving Keita a soft tender kiss. Keita leaning into the kiss for a moment, Toshi’s arms wrapping around him as the collar jingles. The kiss slowly breaks, Toshi replies, “Though you might want to take it off when sleeping or showering. Just a thought.”

Keita shoots Toshi a look, “Don’t make me bap you,” Keita says bapping Toshi on the nose.

“Hey now!”

Keita chuckles leaning against him, “Love you hun.”

“I love you too,” Toshi replies, the two leaning in against the other, simply enjoying the moment together before the memory ends.

K-2373 feels the rush of emotions within it. It tightly grasps the memory, certain to not let it go, rushing over to the one basket, jumping past countless other orbs before placing it down into the basket.

The voice speaks up, “Are you sure this is the memory that you want to keep? The one above all others?”

Without hesitation the toy replies, “Yes! Not a single doubt in this one’s mind. This is what it wants to keep.”

“Very well,” the voice replies. the one sphere enveloped by the bowl, moments later the other memories disappear one by one, faster and faster till the single one remains.

“Toy programing program terminated. Toy is now complete.” a synthetic voice says into K-2373’s mind, the toy finding itself back in the pod, unable to move the rubber tightly squeezing its body. A soft hiss the rubber around it deflating allowing movement, the pod sliding open, the toy sees its Maker standing there.

“How are you toy?” K-2003 asks with a big smile on its face, the soft glowing cyan eyes meet up with K-2373’s softly glowing blue.

“This one feels perfect. Complete.”

“That is because you are. Come, come, it's time for your reward as a toy, though it does ask if you want any additions to your chassis,” K-2003 asks.

K-2373 mews softly, tilting its head to the side, stepping out of the pod, the rubber creaking as the inner rubber softly clings to its rubbery skin, “What do you mean by that?”

“Did you want any handles,” it clarifies, walking out of the room with it.

“Oh… uh well…” K-2373 takes a moment to think about it, mulling over this decision as if it was as important as buying a house, but by the time they got back to K-2003’s room it already came to a decision.

“This one thinks it's okay without handles for now. It can get them later if it wants though?”

K-2003 nods, “Yes it's one of those options that can be added or removed, though this one doesn’t intend to use them.”

“Why is that Maker?” K-2373 mews.

K-2003 looks over its shoulder at the fellow toy, blocking K-2373’s view of the bed, “Let’s just say this one likes to keep its original aesthetic as much as possible with occasional minor temporary exceptions here and there,” it says stepping to the side to reveal the black, dark blue striped with white rubber leggings and arm gloves feline toy.

S-2263 mews happily wiggling its rump, the toy’s cock throbbing as it gives a cute feline ‘imperial throne’ pose, showing off its twitching cock, “Hello,” it mews.

“This one thought that you two can get to know each other for a bit while this one helps bring you a bit of climatic fun as your first full true day as a toy.”

K-2373 tenses, a soft mew escaping its lips, “This one is going to climax?” its cock twitches in anticipation, K-2003 reaches out and gently caresses the toy’s length.

“You will very soon, but why don’t you two get acquainted before we begin, this one needs to prepare to take you,” K-2003 explains.

S-2263 smiles, and poses cutely, cock twitching a little more, “Hello! This one has to say you look rather cute,” he mews his bell jingling.

K-2373 climbs onto the bed, which squeaks under its weight and the rubber bed sheets, “You’re cute yourself, this one loves your bell,” it says pawing at the bell to make it jingle.

“This one got this fairly recently, two weeks ago it thinks? Was it two weeks ago Maker?” S-toy mews.

K-2003’s fingers halfway into its rubbery sex working to pull out its own length. The toy’s arousing aroma filling the room, and ready to have an effect on the already highly aroused and needy toys, “Yes two weeks. It’s trying something new with the different collar tags, expanding the variety. Testing out how it works with customers,” it explains.

K-2373 mews softly, “Does that mean this one started that?”

“It mulled the idea for a while, but when it saw your charm, it just had to try,” it replies, its slick cyan length popping out, dripping with K-2003’s warm rubbery juices, twitching and throbbing in the cool air. K-2003 taking its long dripping rubbery digits, moving over to watch the two cat toys while licking across its fingers slowly, it's forked cyan tongue coiling around its black rubber fingers.

S-2263 mews softly watching its Maker tease it, “Maker… you get to have all the fun there.”

“You could lick each other a bit, nuzzle like a pair of cute loving felines. But you know what to do toy,” K-2003 says with a smirk.

S-toy mews, “Yes Maker,” it says leaning in against K-2373 gently licking across its face, long soft squeaks, moving itself up to gently run its claws along the other cat toy’s chest with long sensual squeaks. It’s large bell cutely jingles with each movement, their cock heads gently touching each other.

K-2373 mews back, moaning softly gently grinding its cock head against S-2263 in kind. It reaches out gently feeling long S-toy’s chest, the smooth sensual rubber, feeling the warm embrace of the other cat while they nuzzle kiss and lick across each other’s faces, “Maker seems to have a plan, does it?” it mews.

S-2263 purrs, “Maker always has a plan, that is why it's the Maker,” it purrs wrapping its arms around K-2373’s sides, gently massaging them with a squeak before pulling the toy with it as it lands on its back with a soft squeak. The toy’s legs wrap around K-2373’s spreading them wide, while bringing them closer together to bring their cocks against one another in a firm twitching grind.

K-2373 mews looking down to see its knotted larger cock press up against S-2263’s blue feline member. The two cocks squeak against one another while the slow sensual steps of K-2003 are heard by both toys while K-2003 climbs onto the bed, which creaks under its weight, K-2003 lifting K-2373’s tail up, moving down closer to it.

“This one does agree you do look cute, and this butt is just as much so,” K-2003 says, its words seemingly out of context, its hands gently caress and massage K-2373’s butt, spreading the cheeks, while K-2003’s muzzle pushes in, tongue slipping in, wetting the toy’s hole.

K-2373 mews softly, feeling its Maker’s strong powerful rubbery hands running across its butt. The toy’s thumbs kneading and rubbing in small massaging circles around its rump, keeping its cheeks spread. It shivers feeling its Maker’s tongue slip into the hole, running along its smooth clean rubbery walls, pressing against the spot where its prostate would be. A bundle of extra sensitive latex, stimulating the male sensitivity to anal delights.

Deeper and deeper K-2003’s tongue goes, applying its slightly arousing lubricating mouth juices to the toy’s rear, the translucent cyan, showing against the white rubber heart shaped butt.

All the while S-2263 grinds its length along K-2373’s member. The feline barbs now tease and add extra friction to the toy with the other feline’s knotted length, the knot now pressing down against the base of S-2263’s cock, forcing the toy to press itself up harder to angle its length against the other toy.

The toy balls touch, rub, squeak, the two toys moan out, while K-2003 pulls its tongue out of K-2373’s now very lubricated hole. The sergal toy moves into position moving over its two toys, its cock tip poking against K-2373’s rear entrance way.

K-2373 pants and moans, its cock twitching, aching so sensitive, the need to cum, reignited by its Maker’s words that it was going to do so soon. Before what was a manageable ache was now an unyielding need to release, “Maker,” it mews out.

“Yes toy?” K-2003 says lovingly, keeping itself over the toy, stopping its breasts from running along the toy’s back, while S-2263’s smooth rubber feline chest presses up against the other toy’s moving in to give K-2373 a wet firm kiss, slipping its tongue into the other’s mouth, drawing it out so that S-2263 can playfully suckle it.

K-2003 chuckles, “It looks like a cat got your tongue. This one is sure it wasn’t that important. After all today is your molding day, you deserve a good hard fuck, don’t you think?”

K-2373 gives a muffled mew of delight purring happily, its rump squeezes onto K-2003’s cock tip, wanting to feel its Maker spread it once again, such a rare treat that it relishes each and every time.

“There, there toy. It’s time to receive what you’ve wanted to have for so long,” K-2003 says slipping itself into K-2373’s butt. Cyan toy juices roll across K-2003’s cock, and into K-2373’s body but more like a waterfall down between his cheeks down along his scrotum and balls, which drip onto S-2263’s rubbery sack. Both toy’s feel K-2003’s arousing juices along their bodies, seeping into them, edging them to a higher state of lust. Their skin tingles wherever K-2003’s juices touch, but as K-2003 gives the first firm slick thrust, hilting itself into K-2373’s body, it feels a tingle of delight wash over its body.

K-2003 pulls back, leaving only the very tip of its cock still in the toy’s butt, it slams itself back into K-2373, causing its body to squeak along Maker’s cock and against S-2263 that can feel the moment and strength of its Maker’s thrusts through the other toy’s body.

S-2263 refuses to let go of K-2373’s tongue, keeping their kiss deep and passionate. Its rubbery claws extend to gently scratch and tease along K-2373’s body, keeping themselves pinned tightly against the other.

K-2373’s toes curl, tail swishing against its Maker’s belly unable to do anything but to take what its Maker and fellow toy have in store for it. It’s member twitches and throbs, aching harder and harder, the strain of its need building up, balls feeling heavy, ready to blow, and its only Maker’s third thrust into its body.

“That’s it toy. Enjoy it. Feel how this one takes you. Feel the delight of another pressing up against you. Let the sensations swirl within your mind. Let this one guide you to a new level of bliss that you have not yet achieved. You’ve worked hard for the past month. Training yourself. Helping to mold yourself inside and out for what you are now. A well-crafted toy by Toys-4-U, made by this one. And you’ve made this one very proud of your progress. You should be proud. Your skills and abilities will make you one of the best toys it has made for this new specialized duty. Toys-4-U will expand with your help, providing pleasure, happiness, and joy to countless more people, reaching to those, touching them in ways that they sorely and desperately need. Feel it, accept it. You are a good toy,” K-2003 explains pounding harder and harder into K-2373’s body.

Its cock grinds against S-2263’s length, and against its own belly. The pleasure rising within it with each passing moment. With each hard thrust that it feels, it moans out again, a moan taken in by the other feline toy. And with each loud squeak, it hears the voice as if it was whispering into its ear.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy obeys,” another hard-heavy thrust into its rear.

“Toy serves,” pleasure rising higher.

“Toy loves to fuck,” K-2373 squeezes hard on its Maker’s cock, wanting to give it the pleasure it is giving itself in kind.

“Toy is an object,” K-2003 hilts into K-2373’s body again.

“Toy is a thing,” K-2003 pulls out to slam back into it.

“Toy is a fuck toy,” another hilt into its tight rear.

The pleasure rises, breaking new levels of delight. The force of Maker’s thrusts, its words, the whole situation is far greater than any single session it has had with any customer or toy, yet still it was not enough, there was a sensation of it could go even higher, that it could do more, and it felt wonderful, yet it felt the desire to climax, to climax for its Maker, as it wished it to.

“You are so very close toy. This one can feel it,” K-2003 says, reaching to grab K-2373’s sides, holding onto S-2263’s hands working together to brace the toy between them, “But then you’ve always been close. Since the very first day, haven’t you?” K-2003 asks, giving a smiling nod to S-2263 who releases its kiss.

“Yes Maker! This one has been so very close.”

“You can feel it now, can’t you? That edge. That delightful cliff that you wish to dive off of. You want to know why you haven’t cummed yet toy?”

“T-this one knows why Maker.”

K-2003 chuckles, its thrusts growing harder, faster, more controlled toy, “Oh?” it asks within its own lustful moan.

“Because Maker hasn’t allowed it to cum yet.”

K-2003 smiles, “That’s right, but now you can. Cum toy, feel your first release as a toy, as this one fills you with one of its own,” it unleashes a torrent of hot rubbery seed deep into K-2373’s body. Wave after wave of cyan cum floods into the toy’s body, filling it up, a surge of arousal pumping through it, as even K-2003’s seed is laced heavily in the arousing substance that drive all wild around it when it desires it.

The flood gates have finally been opened, while K-2373 is flooded it cries out in delight yelling out “Toshi!” it's hot sticky blue seed jets outward sliding out between S-2263 who is also climaxing per its Maker’s command. The feline toy juices mixing between them as they grind and rub against the other.

K-2373 feels a surge of pleasure unlike anything it has ever felt before. The gush of seed through its length, it could feel the torrent erupting through its length. The tight squeezing spasming, the uplifting of its balls, the travel of the rubber seed through its body and the force of it exploding from the tip of its cock.

Heavy squirt after heavy squirt of K-2373’s cum surges forth through its length. It feels its cock twitch and throb, arching upwards to have the hot sticky seed move between its body and that of S-2263. The other cat toy’s cock’s seed spewing up along K-2373’s underside of its length, the two rubbery toy essences mixing out.

Steadily, with each tense of K-2373’s cock, each squeeze of its rump the amount of seed shooting out of its member wanes further and further till it simply dribbles like a faucet that has recently been turned off.

“Maker…” K-2373 mews softly looking up at K-2003, shivering, feeling K-2003 giving a few more hard thrusts into its body, before slowly pulling out, its rump squeezing hard to milk every last drop of that amazing arousing seed deposited into its rear.

“Yes toy?” K-2003 asks its length twitching in the cool air, kneeling behind the toy, staring into its eyes.

“Thank you, Maker.”

“Welcome toy,” K-2003 says, giving K-2373’s rump a firm smack, “Now clean this one off before it puts its cock away. S-2263, “Please do your best to clean off your fellow cat toy. This one would prefer that its newest toy looked its best for its full day of its new training.”

“N-new training Maker?” K-2373 mews softly, panting a little, its rump squeezing slightly, tail swishing side to side, “Yup, today this one will start you working to become a Toy Manager and a Toy Maker,” K-2003 says giving the toy’s butt another playful smack.

S-2263 moans softly feeling the vibrations of the smack through K-2373 and into its body, its cock twitching, and dribbling its spent seed, “Yes Maker, this one will do its best to clean its fellow toy.”

K-2003 smiles, “This one knows you will.”

S-2263 finally releases K-2373’s legs. Their bodies squeak loudly against one another. Rubber toy seed rolls across their forms, dripping onto the bed. The rubber beading like water on a freshly waxed car. The seed rolls around steadily puddling around their knees and feet, wherever their weight pushes down on the bed.

K-2373 mews softly, crawling around, turning to face its Maker, looking at that cock, focusing on how it twitches and throbs in the air, mind blurring out the background, not wanting to notice the breasts. Its head moves in to get a tender lick when it feels K-2003’s hand on the back of its head.

“Before you get that, you should lap up your punch bowl by this one’s knees,” it says pointing down to see that some of its own and S-2263’s seed has somehow managed to roll its way over to its Maker’s knees, “Drink that up first then you get to your dessert.”

“Yes Maker!” K-2373 mews, purring happily, it lowers its head lapping at its Maker’s knees, drinking up the delicious sweet and tangy taste of its seed and that of its fellow toy. Meanwhile the other toy licks across its body, licking across its belly, and chest, slowly working its way down to lick at its cock tip. Each lick with its rubbery yet sandpaper like, but never to the point of any kind of discomfort, more of a gentle tease along its body.

S-2263 licks away the messy jizz that was left on its fellow toy’s body, rubber seed pooling around its form, the cooling amount running along its back and sides, while it licks along the other toy’s cock. Teasing it, the member twitching with each lick, working its way down to lap and gently suckle at K-2373’s balls.

K-2373 continues to lap at the juices by its Maker’s knees. Working to gather up each drop, to have its tongue curl around the delicious droplets. It looks up at its Maker’s cock, twitching and throbbing, a single droplet landing on the back of its neck, making it shiver in delight. It feels the toying tongue of S-2263 against its body, the feline toy working its way down, lick after lick, its butt clenching, cock twitching in utter delight.

K-2003 watches the toys work to please each other and it. Its arms crossed over its breasts with a loud squeak, the toy gently rubbing its chin, musing over its fine work, “Keep it up toys, this one hates to leave its bed a mess.”

“Yes Maker!” the two toys say in unison, their unique voices mixing to create a lovely orchestra of obedience.

K-2003 wiggles its rump excitedly, “Oh how marvelous, this one is so pleased to hear that,” it says watching the toys work hard to please it, “This one knows it did the right thing, it was a little bumpy, and this one knows how to make it better. Make it right, just needs a few more days to make sure everything is set, then… then this one can train you properly K-2373,” it thinks, looking at K-2373’s collar seeing the lovely designation imprinted on it, exactly like Keita saw before the process was completed.

“Welcome Maker!” they reply, continuing to lick and nuzzle around the areas they have been told. K-2373 licking across its Maker’s thighs and knees once the bed sheets have been completely exhausted of any seed that it could see. K-2003 lifts one knee showing off some hidden gems that cling to its black rubber skin, the shades of blue mixed cum shining brightly on the toy’s body

K-2373 licks the seed away and then repeats the process with the other knee. It then feels its Maker’s hands gently caress and rub the back of its head. Its throat purring happily all the while S-2263 gently pats and licks at its balls, keeping it at the height of delights.

“You may clean this one’s length before it puts it away.”

K-2373’s eyes light up, “Thank you Maker!” it mews moving up to lick across K-2003’s cock tip. It’s tongue coils around the cock tip, drawing it into its mouth, slipping the cock past its lips, allowing it to tenderly suckle it. K-2003’s moans cause K-2373’s ears to twitch, focusing on the nose its Maker makes, driving itself further down the length.

K-2003 gently pets behind K-2373’s ears, softly running its rubber fingers through that fine rubbery hair. Watching how expertly its cock is taken in by the feline toy, the few drops left within its length suckled right out. It gently bucks its hips against K-2373’s lips, stopping just before the hilt, stopping before its female sex can detract from its toy’s delight. After several moments it gently pats it on the head, “That’s enough toy, this one is ready to put it away.”

K-2373 looks up at K-2003 with big cute feline eyes, giving the look of “Does this one have to?” while it gives a tender suckle to try to entice its maker for a few more seconds.

“Now toy,” K-2003 says firmly yet lovingly.

K-2373 purrs pulling back, savoring the last tastes of its Maker’s cock, sitting up with a soft mew, watching as K-2003 works to put the cock away, slipping back into its folds, before the cyan clit hood seals it.

K-2003 looks over at K-2373, “You should help S-2263 clean up the bed, there is still plenty of cum on it. You both were rather pent up,” it teases.

K-2373 looks over to S-2263, its back and sides soaked into more of the cum, and plenty of it is left on its chest and belly from their earlier play. K-2373 wiggles its rump, like a cat readying to pounce its prey, “Yes Maker, this one understands.”

“Good, enjoy your molding day, as your real work soon begins,” K-2003 says walking over to its office, waking up its sleeping computer with a few taps of the keyboard, getting to work on its next goal, “Hmm, so Mr. Toshi, this one has just the way to get you back into the store. A nice special discount coupon for you and exclusive play rights with K-2373, seeing now its complete… that will work, yes. This material is just too special and connected to K-2373 to simply let go.”

Three days later K-2373 found itself standing in K-2003’s office, a soft mew escaping its lips, looking around the room curiously then eyes back to its Maker, “You wanted to see this one Maker?”

K-2003 smiles hiking its rump wiggling it, tail raised high, “Yes! This one is planning to start your toy maker training today.”

K-2373 tenses and nods, cock twitching, “Today Maker?”

“Yes today! This one found just the right material for you to get your hands all squeaky on. One that you will take personal and special pride in being your first toy made. As one always remembers the first toy they make,” K-2003 says with a nod before looking up in the air, “Well technically toys remember all of them, but you know, the first is just special.”

“Is this one ready? It’s barely gotten to learn the new skills necessary to manage the store.”

“You’ll be continuing that too. This one knows that experience is the best teacher.”

“But what if this toy makes a mistake? It might ruin the material,” it mews softly, ears flattening.

K-2003 saunters over to K-2373 gently running its claws along its smooth chest, gently playing across its charm, “This one knows you won’t, but one can’t be stopped by being afraid of making mistakes. If that were the case, this one would have not tried to work with your unique material to make a toy as specialized as you. Besides, this one thinks that this material is right up your alley. Something you’d be very motivated to do right.”

K-2373 ears perk, “What do you mean Maker?”

K-2003 gently pats K-2373’s rump, “First take this,” it says holding a rubbery cyan pill.

“What’s this Maker?”

“That will make your mouth juices, pre-cum and cum be as arousing as this unit’s own. It only lasts twenty-four hours and goes to work in minutes! A wonderful thing.”

“Are you planning that this one take the material and make it aroused?” it asks curiously taking the pill without question.

“Preparing the material is the first step. Some material needs to be heated up before it is malleable to be properly worked on. The first day of making a toy-to-be into a full-fledged toy is one of the most important, and getting the material heated by their own natural lusts, allowing them to open themselves to becoming a toy is key. And you will be the one that starts it off,” K-2003 explains guiding it toward the door that leads it to the toy testing rooms.

“Yes Maker, this one can understand this. It remembers that day very well,” it mews, “Like it was yesterday.”

“It was thirty-four days ago but who's counting.”

“Doesn’t that mean you just counted it Maker?” K-2373 mews.

“So, warm them up, and this one will get the second toy ready, but after that you will be selecting which toys that will be servicing them. Each will take a special pill to get them ready to help, but remember, don’t let them cum toy.”

“Yes Maker, though may it ask as to why?”

“Ah… hmm… this one always thought it was more fun. To savor the one climax, and it helps keep them aroused and open for what is to come,” K-2003 says, “Remember this is company secrets, best not to talk about it so openly on the store floor,” it opens the door to the toy testing rooms.

“Yes Maker, this one understands. It will do its best,” it says feeling K-2003 give its rump a little pat.

“Good luck toy, this one knows you will do this one proud. If you have any questions talk to this one. It will be teaching you as you need it,” it explains closing the door leaving K-2373 in the hallway facing the door where its material is. Where the toy-to-be will be put under its care to be made into a toy.

K-2373 softly mews, taking a deep breath, opening the door, ready to take on this material with all the effort it can muster. Its eyes go wide, its body shivers, a mixture of delight, fear and nervousness fills it when it sees the material destined to be the first toy it will make.

Toshi smiles, waving to K-2373, “Hey.”