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Toy Specialization: Blast from the Past

It’s been eight days since then, Keita sits within his mold, throbbing, aching, everything feels so heavenly, so perfect. His thoughts perfectly aligned with the voice in his head, that he doesn’t even hear it anymore, it's smooth, simply like his own subconsciousness that it is just now a perfect part of him. He eagerly awaits for the lovely black and cyan blur of his Maker, ready to start another new day. The joy of being able to service customers has been an utter delight.

Of course there are the occasional females that want to play with such a cute toy as himself, but he’s managed to handle each and every one of those scenarios with the utmost care for the customer, and still provided a wonderful service, finding another feline toy that is just about as cute, at least as he’d put it, “In its own humble opinion,” to provide the service that he is not able to fulfill.

Suddenly the blur returns, the lovely blur of his Maker. He’d move if he could, mew if he could, only thing he can do is happily purr while K-2003 goes over to the computer console, tapping into them with a lewd elegance that only a sleek rubber fuck toy could ever hope to pull off without being too whorish in nature.

The flow of rubber stops down to a trickle, the air rushes back into the mold, a cool sensation finds every nook and cranny that it can find, sending a shiver down into Keita’s spine, the excitement of another day filling him up with ever greater delights, his cock twitches, throbs, breaking away from the molding walls ever so slightly, his mouth and butt milking the dildos still lodged in them, till his Maker ever so carefully unlocks them with a twist, and pulls them away.

Keita mews out in delight, breathing in the cool air, letting it fill his lungs for the first time in hours, “Maker…” he moans out through the mold, before K-2003 unlocks it and lets the front of it pull away.

“Just a moment toy,” K-2003 says, guiding the front of the mold up. Keita’s cock is tugged as it pops out of the mold, bouncing up and down, causing Keita to arch his back, thrust his hips forward pulling him more out of the embracing mold, “Now let this one look at you,” K-2003 says standing in front of Keita with a judging look, gently rubbing its chin.

“Chest looks good, yes, yes,” K-2003 says running its claws along Keita’s chest, the claw tips tracking along his blue nipples before giving them a soft tender tug. There is definitely no line separating the suit and Keita, they are completely one now, and all the sensitivity that goes with it.

“Morning Maker,” Keita mews softly, panting watching K-2003’s claws run down his body, the soft tender squeaks, eyes locked on those cyan claw tips, jumping from his body to his twitching throbbing cock, another two inches longer than the previous week but with something extra, a tender delight.

K-2003’s rubbery claws run down the length, Keita mews out, panting, aching, cock throbbing, twitching, dribbling with pre-cum, “This one should debate getting you to get soft sometime, but for now, this one think sa nice hard aching cat toy is good,” K-2003 chuckles, the claws moving down to wrap its long tender rubbery digits around Keita’s knot. K-2003 gives it a lovely firm squeeze which squeaks loudly.

“M-maker!” Keita mews out, cock spurting just a small glob of pre-cum in reaction, “Oh, yes, this one does see that it is working just perfectly and the right knot a good size that people just love. At least those who love knots… which is a lot of people. How knotty of a world we live in,” K-2003 says with an affirmative nod pulling it’s hand back, using a finger to scoop up a bit of Keita’s pre cum. Keita's translucent blue-white pre-cum glistens under the lights. K-2003 brings it up to its mouth, its cyan forked tongue coils around the digit with a soft squeak, the toy slurping it down, savoring the flavor before pulling the finger out with a loud audible pop.

“That is good too, nothing wrong that this one can see, you may continue servicing customers as required,” K-2003 says happily with an affirmative nod, stepping back, motioning Keita to step out.

“Yes Maker, thank you so much for everything,” he mews.

“This one is a humble Maker, your material is making this a unique yet fun challenge, and so far it is loving the results,” K-2003 says with a nod, “Today you will be monitoring some of the second week toys as they greet customers, while occasionally working the registers, and moving through the store to make sure everything is in top shape. And remember don’t forget the gift card for male customers that test you out and fill out the survey!”

“Of course, Maker, this one would not forget, it’s gotten twenty-nine surveys so far.”

“And all of them have been very positive, especially with those who state they are homosexual. The bi-curious ones, this one thinks you made one a bit gayer with how you worked them over with your tongue,” K-2003 chuckles.

“Was it the bird?”

“This one can’t be said for customer confidentiality, even the toys can’t know the customer responses.”

“This one understands Maker,” Keita replies, the entire conversation happening as they move out of the toy molding room, down the series of hallways toward the store floor.

“This one will leave you to do your work, as this one has a few things to do itself.”

“Okay Maker, this one won’t let you down.”

K-2003 gently pets Keita behind his left ear, “This one knows you won't, soon to-be-toy,” K-2003 says, walking off with its teasing hip swaying walk.

Keita turns to face the rest of the store, just a half an hour or so before the doors open. The tension builds within him, his cock twitches, ready to do a good job, knowing every inch of the store at this point, where everything is, how many of the store’s inner workings work. The slight behind the scenes of toys monitoring toys now visible to him, while every toy works to make sure that the customer is pleased and satisfied with their time spent here.

The doors open, the squeaky sound of toys bowing and greeting customers as they came in, “Hello! Welcome to currently the world’s only Toys-4-U super megastore!”

Keita moves about, helping customers male and female alike, providing service to one eager cute anthropomorphic dolphin male who was curious how well that “This cat handled water” It was a unique underwater experience to be sure.

After drying off, and making sure the room was set to “need to be cleaned” status, so other toys assigned to the duty can get to work, he moved onto the cash registers, ringing up customers, another monotonous job, easy enough to do, harder to pull off right, with being friendly, kind, and respectful to every customer at such a pivotal moment in their shopping experience, and a time where literal last minute problems can surely arise.

It’s at this time, a customer enters the store, not initially noticed by Keita, nor him noticing the nearly completed toy. An anthropomorphic wolf, dark fur base, soft grey chest fur and underside of his tail. Neon blue stripes with fading from blue to pink marks across his body, his inner ears, his tail tip, toes, bands around his wrists, a dazzling display of color that looks too good to simply be natural. But when you see into his multi-colored eyes that mimic the dazzling stripes on his person, you know that it is all him. Dressed in a simple shirt and black jeans his ears are perked, tail wagging quickly behind him, raised slightly. He barely takes notice of the toy greeter, which he only gives a moment of respect, “Ah thank you,” before heading off into the store.

Toshi, looks around, eyes looking across the store like a wild wolf out on the hunt, “Would he actually come here to do it without me? How could I have been so stupid and insensitive…” a soft whine escapes him.

“Hello! How may this one be of assistance?” a black and red sergal toy, the same that greeted Keita weeks ago when he entered the store, the tag R-7139 attached to its collar.

“Ah, uh, well. I’m looking for someone, and though I don’t know if he has been here, I knew he really did want to come here once. He’s an avid fan of your company’s products, and well, we had a fight and then I haven’t seen him in a long time, I’m really worried. I called the police and they are looking into it, but I can’t just sit around and just wait you know? He’s out there and it's because of me that he left. And if there is anything you can do to try to help.”

The sergal toy nods, “Well this one knows people’s confidentiality is very important, but, if you head down to the customer service all the way down over there. There is a nevrean toy that may be able to help you. They specialize in customer service relations, and perhaps they can contact those who would be able to discern what they can help you with.”

Toshi nods, “Thank you, thank you. Where was it again?” he asks.

“Right along the front of the store that way, past the cash registers, there is a sign that says “Customer Service” above it. D-2423 will be able to assist you.

“Thanks again,” he replies rushing down toward the customer service, pass the half a dozen registers the store currently has happen, his attention focused on the sign, and the blue and purple multi-colored rubber toy bird standing at the counter, idly chirping a soothing nice song, while waiting to be of use. So focused is he on his task he doesn’t notice Keita ringing up at a nearby register who is too focused on his task to notice the dazzling wolf from his still not so distant past.

Toshi approaches, the counter, “Hello, I need your help,” he softly whines, ears folded back.

D-2423 chirps happily, “Hello, how may this one be of assistance?”

“I’m looking for my partner, and though I have no proof he came here, we had a bit of a fight a few weeks ago, and I think he might have come here as a way to let out some steam? I’m desperate to find him and make sure he’s okay, could you help me?”

D-2423 nods to what he is saying, “Though it is company policy that we respect the privacy of our customers, we are always willing to help those in need. Do you happen to have a picture? A name?”

“His name is Keita and I have a picture right here, just give me a moment,” he replies digging in his pants pocket, thumbing through his worn wallet pulling out a slightly worn but overall good condition picture of him and Keita at a water park. And another, a selfie taken when just hanging out, and another of Keita posing with his tri-force neck charm, “Will this help?” he asks, sliding the pictures over to the toy.

“Ah, yes, this will be very helpful, give this one a moment to scan these into our system,” D-2423 says hopping off a stool, walking over to a side cupboard, placing the pictures into a scanner before going back to the tool, where the computer is, typing into the mechanical keyboard. Moments later the sound of the scanner humming to life, and a soft white glow from under the scanners cover can be seen.

“Now this one is unable to tell you if Keita has been here, unless you are a police officer or an equivalent to that.”

“I’m his partner, is that enough?” he whines.

“This one understands your concern. It will bring this up with the head manager of the store, and they will see if they can be of any assistance. It will be forwarding the images to them now, along with your concern, as we know here at Toys-4-U when it comes to missing people, every minute counts.”

“Do you get missing people often?” Toshi asks.

“No, but we here at Toys-4-U are prepared for such an eventuality, given our remote location. Including fires, earthquakes, zombie apocalypse, alien invasion, and many others.”

“Are you playing with me?” he asks, giving the toy a stern look.

D-2423 shakes its head, “No sir, this one is currently not playing with you. It considers this to be a very important matter. Though once this is resolved, if you want to test this one out, it is available for such a service.”

“No, no, I’m currently not in the mood. Will this sending take long?”

“Only a few minutes, one moment please.”

“Please hurry.”

“You may wait over by the seats there if you prefer to sit.”

“Okay,” Toshi replies, sitting by the seats, looking around, when he suddenly catches what looks like the back of Keita’s head, “What? No. He wouldn’t be working here, and that looks… too shiny,” he gets back up, walking to the side to get a better view of Keita as he rings at the register.

D-2423 notes the reaction, adding a few notes to the e-mail it is writing to K-2003, labeling it as urgent.

Meanwhile K-2003 is in its office with a video conference call with a young female human who might be in her late twenties early thirties, “K-2003 you should not spend all your time at the store,” she says giving it a stern look.

“This one has been very busy getting everything ready for the new megastores. They are taking a lot of work. So many regulations and papers to sign.”

“You should take a vacation.”

“A vacation?” K-2003 tilts its head.

“You know what a vacation is.”

“This one knows what a vacation is, but this one doesn’t feel a need to. Why should it take something that it has no use for? That seems kind of silly.”

“Oh, dear god, how could you be so.”

“Sorry one moment, this one just got an urgent email, give it one moment to look it over. It’s urgent therefore it's important.”

“Can’t it wait?”

“No, because it's labeled urgent.”

“Really?”

“Yup! One moment, it apologies for the inconvenience,” K-2003 replies, accessing its email reading over the contents, K-2003’s ears folding back, “Oh. Sorry but this one must get going, something urgent came up. See the email was right!”

“K-2003 you delayed our last call and now you’re ending this one early?”

“Sorry! This one will make it up to you.”

“How about taking a vacation then?”

“We’ll talk about this next time, bye!” K-2003 says, ending the call, K-2003 rushing out of the office, thinking, “This one better not have made a big mistake… please, let this one not have done something wrong. It wants to be a good toy.”

Toshi stands off to the side for a solid minute staring at Keita from a distance, simply watching a near perfect rubber toy version of his partner ringing up a customer.

Keita smiles at the customer, checking over the bondage equipment, “This one hopes you had a good shopping experience with us here at Toys-4-U.”

The human female customer replies, “Yes, it was fantastic as always thank you.”

“Please come again, you are always welcomed here at Toys-4-U super mega store,” Keita mews.

Toshi’s heart beats faster and faster, a tingle runs down his spine a pit forms in his stomach, “Keita? Is that Keita? It looks like Keita, but Keita wouldn’t be naked like that. He’s too shy. He’s not rubber either. And his colors are different. But that charm. Why is he wearing that charm? That has to be Keita, there is no other way. I need to go up and find out right now what the fuck is going on,” his hands clench into fists, taking a step toward Keita when K-2003 steps up beside him.

“Hello, how may this one be of service?” K-2003 asks with a big friendly smile, giving a cordial bow, the toy’s body squeaking loudly.

Toshi jumps, a little caught off guard by the large sergal toy that is a big taller than the previous one he dealt with, “Uh, who are you?” he asks.

“This one is the owner of this establishment, and it got your notice you are looking for someone close and dear to you?”

“I’m looking for my partner.”

K-2003’s ears fold back, “You are, what’s their name?” it asks with a head tilt standing straight once more.

“Keita!” he yells with a growl.

Keita’s ears perk, catching his old name with a familiar voice, turning his head he sees Toshi, his heart skips a beat, “What is he doing here? How did he get here? How would he even know to come here?” he thinks, seeing his Maker distract Toshi just as the next customer comes up, pulling Keita back into his duty, but the entire time he’s serving this customer he has one ear open, and keeps an eye on the conversation happening.

“Yes, yes, this one hears you, it is simply confirming what was sent to this one, it can understand how one can be frustrated,” K-2003 says moving closer to Toshi, the toy’s slick rubber body squeaks softly.

Toshi pants a little, his ears folded back, tail wagging annoyingly behind him, he takes a deep breath, “I am looking for my partner. He loves your company, and after we had a fight, he’s gone missing. I’ve been looking all over for him to apologize and make it up to him but he’s…” he gets choked up.

K-2003 nods, “Hmm, this one understands that, it will do all it can to help you,” it replies, thinking, “These relationship things are more complex than this one thought. It looked all over and it appeared they were permanently no longer together. Yet he is here. Hmm, this one should think of something… but that will take time.”

“Good, good, glad to hear it,” he replies, looking over to Keita, “Can you tell me first if that is Keita right there then?” he asks with a huff, pointing toward Keita.

K-2003 looks over to Keita who is still focused on his work, yet noticing that he is paying attention to what is happening, “Oh, that isn’t Keita, what makes you think that?”

“Why does he look like him?” he looks to K-2003 then back to Keita.

“Well yes, this one can see the resemblance, seeing that we used Keita as a base for the creation of that particular toy,” K-2003 says with a nod.

Keita’s ear twitches, “Is Maker going to tell Toshi that this one was Keita?” he wonders, most of his attention though drawn to the customer before him.

“Keita as a base? What do you mean by that? Are you saying that…” Toshi says his eyes going wide, his tail swishing behind him.

K-2003 shakes its head, “Relax Toshi. We here at Toys-4-U make high quality toys, we do not make people into toys. But it is not surprising that we take real life examples to further improve our toys. If you notice the toy over there has a more inverted color scheme of Keita.”

Toshi takes a moment to look at Keita again, studying his sleek rubber body, seeing what K-2003 is saying is indeed true, “Yes, I see that now. Though why… wait that does mean he was here? Wasn’t he?”

K-2003 gives a warm friendly smile, “Now, Toshi, this one would love to talk about this but in private. We here at Toys-4-U respect customer privacy, and such things should not be talked about in public. If you care to follow this one, it will be more than happy to further discuss the situation you are currently in, and what we can do to help,” K-2003 explains.

Toshi looks over to Keita then back to K-2003, “Okay, but I would like some explanations about what is going on here,” Toshi huffs, K-2003 guiding him back deeper into the store.

“Of course, this one will, it is here to make sure everything we here at Toys-4-U can do to help, and keep to our strict guidelines and customer confidentiality we will,” it explains.

Keita watches Toshi and his Maker, his eyes darting between the customer, Toshi, and Maker, “What is Maker planning?” he thinks, tail swishing behind him curiously, “Is Maker going to make Toshi into a toy?” he softly mews, toes clenching, hands ringing up the items.

“And here is my Toys-4-U rewards card,” the customer says, knocking Keita back to what he is currently doing.

“Ah thank you,” Keita replies, scanning the card with a soft beep.

Meanwhile Toshi follows K-2003 deeper and deeper into the store, going all the way down into the toy testing room hallway. The smells of latex, cleaners, toy polish and a faint addition of sex lingers in the hallway. He looks around curiously, on alert while K-2003 guides him down to the very last door on the left.

K-2003 taps its fingers on a keypad unlocking the door, opening it, it motions for Toshi to step inside, “Please come in, we’ll talk in this one’s office.”

Toshi looks up at K-2003, nodding, “Okay,” he replies stepping inside, past K-2003 looking surprised at the room before him. To his right is a large black rubber sheet canopy bed with Cyan pillows, straight ahead slightly to the left is a kitchen and a small dining room, with a closed door a bit closer, “Your office?” he asks, looking to K-2003 as it closes the door behind them, “What is this toy up to? Why would that ‘toy’ look so much like Keita. Something about that explanation, just doesn’t feel right.”

K-2003 walks over to the closed door, unlocking it, “Yes, this one’s office is right here!” it says happily giving a little rump wiggle, the door opening with a soft creak, “Hmm, this one should get that oiled. People might think this door is evil or something,” it mutters stepping inside, K-2003 moving to its desk sitting down its sex breaking its seal allowing its arousing aroma to slowly fill the room.

Toshi follows, seeing the small office about twice the size of a traditional cubical placed side by side, a chair sits in front of the desk. A name tag plate faces towards Toshi that reads “CEO K-2003.” He sits down looking at K-2003 who leans forward breasts squeezed together with a squeak, the toy giving him a friendly smile, “Wait, you’re the company owner?” Toshi inquires.

“Yup!” K-2003 responds with a rump wiggle.

“How is a toy an owner of a fuck toy company?”

“That’s a LONG story, but this one knows you are here about Keita, right?”

“Yes, yes. I am. And I am not buying that so-called toy over there is inspired by Keita. He looks too like Keita,” he states with a huff, taking in the toy’s arousing aroma, his body feeling a slight warmth and arousal that steadily grows with each breath.

K-2003 nods, “This one can understand how that might be the case. We take pain staking measures to ensure the highest quality from our toys, and each new prototype model takes a long time to go through testing, and customer service approval training, and customer servicing training to ensure that we make only the finest quality toys out there, all at the highest quality price possible. We utilize our toys to work the store to keep our overhead low, operating costs down so we can pass the savings onto you,” K-2003 explains.

“I don’t need to know about your company spiel. I want to know what information you have about Keita!” he barks.

“Yes, Keita was here. He came in about two or three weeks ago.”

Toshi’s ears perk, tail wagging, “He was?” his ears fold, “That was a week into our fight, about the time he disappeared,” he stares at K-2003 who gives a friendly yet concerned look on its face, “What happened when he was here?”

“This one can’t give you all the details, but it can tell you are concerned about him.”

“Of course, I am. I’m his partner. Yes, I fucked up, and took him for granted, and we got into a big fight but now that he is gone…” he trails off with a soft whine.

“Hmm, this one needs to handle this carefully. It doesn’t want to hurt him, but it should be honest,” it thinks, nodding to what Toshi is saying, “This one will be honest, he did come to this store rather upset. He spent a lot of time browsing our personal toy section. Really adamant about testing one out with a knot.”

Toshi tenses, “That sounds like him. When he’s frustrated, he really likes to take a knot to get the knots out of him,” he replies.

“This one personally helped him try to find something he’d like, allowing him to toy around a bit for sure.”

Toshi’s ears fold back more, glaring at K-2003, “There is no way that Keita would be the type of person to toy around with you.”

K-2003 tilts its head, “But… they were averse to this one helping them. We spent a good hour or so? Simply looking around for a toy to fit his requirements to test out. As the toys on the floor are wrapped in plastic not to be opened in the store for customer safety.”

Toshi’s ears rise a little, “Oh, ohhh, sorry I misunderstood you.”

“That’s quite alright, mistakes happen. Even this one makes them. But it will admit after they toyed around a bit that this one has seen neither hide nor hair of them.”

Toshi tenses, “Do you know when he could have left?”

“This one isn’t sure, probably less than an hour or so after this one finished helping them try to find a dildo that they’d like to purchase, if it is to be honest. They got all suited up and were gone,” K-2003 says with a nod.

“I did check the parking lot; I didn’t see his car there… Did he say where he could be going?”

“This one didn’t hear anything like that. Except how eager they were to take dick in their butt,” K-2003 says with a smile, the arousing aroma growing in the room, Toshi adjusts himself feeling his sheath grow fuller, his cock head pressing against his pants.

“I’d really like to get a closer look at this toy you are making based off of Keita. Does Keita know about this?” he asks with a stern glare.

“No, this one will be honest it didn’t ask Keita about it. They signed our user agreement when they registered to our website, which allows us to make like toys of people, as long as it's not 80% or more duplicate of the user, we do not need to seek the expressed permission of the user to use their likeness in our products. Keita is a cute cat, and it couldn’t help but think they’d work great in our new specialized toy line.”

“Specialized toy line?” Toshi asks, raising an eye ridge.

“Well that is still being worked on, so the exact details are still under a standard NDA, but, lets just say that we here at Toys-4-U are working towards making toys that could better please people with particular sexual and emotional interests.”

“How is that different from anything else you make?”

“Would you care to see for yourself? This one can get its new toy to service you in the next room over.”

Toshi feels his member grow harder, the offer sounds very enticing in the back of his mind, “I could get a closer look at him. To see if it's Keita. Would this toy just let me do that? Is there a catch?” he wonders, “I’m not sure, is there something I need to do?”

“Simply spend time with our new toy and see for yourself how they are. It would be a humble request if you have time to fill out the survey at the end of the use, but it understands if you have other pressing matters.”

“Yeah, you’re asking me to fuck a toy while my partner is missing! That’s like cheating.”

K-2003 tilts its head, “This one doesn’t think so. It’s a toy. An object. A thing. Was Keita’s use of a dildo cheating on you?”

Toshi, about to say something, feels his line of thought cut off, “Ah… um, I don’t think so. Keita is very faithful and very particular he’d not fuck just anyone.”

“See, no problem. And perhaps relieving some stress will be good for you. It’s all part of your physical and emotional health, and here at Toys-4-U that is all part of our concern with our toy products.”

Toshi mulls over K-2003’s words, thinking over them, wanting to choose his words carefully…

Keita on the other hand, keeps up with his simple toy role, “This one hopes you have a good day!” he says, finishing ringing up another customer. In between each customer he looks around him on the off chance he can see Toshi again, “Would Maker? Relax toy. This one should trust Maker in knowing what it is doing. It is your Maker after all. But it's also Toshi… Would Toshi end up being like this one then? Would Maker make him a toy? Is his material good enough for that? No, that’s silly to think that. Of course, his material is perfect to be a toy. How could he not be? But this one isn’t a toy maker, like Maker is,” Keita’s thoughts stop at the next customer he rings.

Each minute that passes Keita feels a swelling up of thoughts and emotions within him. His cock twitches, every few seconds, with each thought he has of Toshi. Moments he’s spent with him flash into his mind, were they always this faded? No, they are fine, there are his memories. They are there. He doubles down on his efforts to keep his focus on his present task but when then he catches K-2003 out of the corner of his eye, beside it, is another feline toy, black and blue, with white stockings. A big golden bell on its collar, rather cute looking femboy body. With a pat on that toy’s rump from K-2003 it comes over with a jingle.

The feline toy with the designation of S-2263 engraved onto the bell, mews happily to him, “This one will be taking over Toy Mistress needs you.”

Keita feels a swell up in his throat, he swallows it down, “Yes of course, excuse this one,” he replies, rushing over to K-2003, “Yes Toy Mistress?”

K-2003 smiles gently reaching out to pet the back of his head, “This one is in need of you. As you’ve been specifically requested by a customer to be serviced, and they are a perfect test to see how well you’ve come along toy,” it explains guiding Keita toward the back of the store.

“T-they did?” Keita mews.

“They did. They are very curious about your design and just what kind of toy you are,” K-2003 explains, its ears up and alert listening around, “This one knows you will be a good toy and provide them with the service that they need. After all this is what we’ve worked so hard together in achieving. Molding and preparing your material for a moment like this. Though earlier than this one expected, and with a customer that this one did not plan for, it has faith in you toy, that you can help them.”

Keita can feel the weight of K-2003’s words in his mind. The weight of the situation presses down on his chest, and for the first time in a while he feels nervous, “This one understands Maker,” he replies.

K-2003 gently runs its claws along Keita’s chin, “Remember toy, in public, Toy Mistress.”

Keita mews, “Sorry Toy Mistress,” he replies, thinking, “This one doesn’t want to disappoint Maker. But it really doesn’t want to leave Toshi feeling bad. He must have been so worried to come here. This one didn’t think he’d go this far. This one misses him so much but this one is a toy. And this one needs to please its Maker. After all, Toys-4-U don’t turn people into toys. They craft high quality material into the best toys possible,” he thinks, the two reaching the very last door to the right, right across from K-2003’s room.

“Ready toy?” K-2003 asks its claws gently running down to caress Keita’s back.

“Yes Toy Mistress, this one is ready,” he mews the door opening, the sweet aroma of latex, and leather waft in front of him, Toshi sits on the bed, his eyes locked onto his. Keita’s tail flicks, stepping into the room.

“Good luck make this one proud,” K-2003 says closing the door behind him with a soft click, the door locked on the inside.

Keita can’t look away, he approaches, hips swaying, cock bouncing side to side, up and down with each calculated lewd step that has become as natural as breathing. Pre-cum glistens on his cock tip, the voice in the back of his mind whispers a little louder, coming into the surface of his consciousness for the first time in some time.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy obeys.”

“Toy is an object.”

“Toy is a thing.”

“Toy serves customers.”

“Toy serves its owner.”

“Toy serves its Maker.”

“Toy’s maker is K-2003.”

“Toy is eager to be of service.”

Keita gives a cordial bow, a soft squeak, his charm jingles around neck, “Hello, this one is here to be of service, how may toy help you?” he asks, eyes never leaving Toshi’s gaze, his butt hiked, his body eager to serve.

Toshi’s eyes lock onto the charm, he stands up and rushes over to Keita almost knocking him over, but he is grabbed by him, hands tightly gripping his shoulders, rising him up so he can look directly into his eyes, “Keita? It’s you isn’t it? There is no way anyone, but you would have that charm around your neck,” he says the charm dangling from Keita’s collar.

Keita feels the soft words in the back of his mind, helping hide his thoughts, helping bring the words to the surface as naturally as they can be, “This one is a toy, and is here to be of service.”

“This one is a toy and here to be of service.”

“Keita snap out of it,” Toshi says, shaking Keita with a soft squeak, “They had to do something to you to be like this, didn’t they?”

Keita softly mews, “This one is a toy. See?” Keita opens its mouth showing the fully rubberized insides.

“What about the collar then?” he asks, reaching over to run his paws across it, “This looks exactly like the one I gave to my partner Keita.

“Maker thought as part of the design and as the prototype of a future toy model type, that this one be given a specialized tag that pays homage to the one that inspired this one’s creation, Keita.”

“But it looks exactly like it,” Toshi replies with a soft whine.

“Maker did have a hands-on touch with this one’s collar charm. It is very particular about details and producing unique toys that are pleasing to all.”

Toshi gives Keita’s shoulders another tight squeeze,” Keita’s body squeaking loudly in his grasp. Toshi’s hands shake for a moment before a sudden sensation of dejection comes over him. He stumbles back onto the bed with a soft squeak, the bed bouncing him, for a moment, “Keita…”

Keita feels a downward tingle along his back, “This one needs to do something to help him,” he thinks moving to Toshi kneeling before him, “This one apologies that the charm has caused you such distress. It will let Maker know of the problem, and suggest it to get removed if you want?”

“No, no…” Toshi says his head hanging low, his bulge in his pants, the aftereffects of K-2003’s aroma still going strong in him, despite the situation.

Keita eyes the bulge, “Oh? What’s this?” Keita mews gently, running his hands along Toshi’s thighs, moving in close to give the bulge a soft lick through Toshi’s clothes.

“I don’t really think that's...,” Toshi pants softly feeling the rubbery tongue press through the thick fabric, his cock ever so gently teased, making his member twitch and press harder against his pants, “Keita would never jump to give me a blow job like this. He was so very averse to doing so, perhaps it isn’t him? But it's just so… it almost sounds like him, wait no he sounds like him,” he thinks.

Keita gives slow tender licks through Toshi’s pants. The slick rubbery tongue slowly soaks through the pants, the cooling sensation of Keita’s salvia runs across Toshi’s cock tip, making him shiver slightly, his arousal grows, cock twitches more, tail wagging behind him ever quicker, “Let this one help you relax,” he mews gently nuzzling the bulge.

“I…” Toshi grunts feeling the tongue pressing through the fabric, the soft squeaks of Keita’s body fills the room, his soft nuzzle along the bulge, shifts his cock, allowing it to push out more, up along the fabric.

“Please, let this one handle it. You relax. It knows you’ve been through a lot of stress. Just let this one help you release some of it,” Keita explains, his hands gently caressing Toshi’s thighs, keeping his legs spread with only the slightest of force, while massaging him through the clothing.

Toshi takes slow deep breaths, his cock aching, grinding against the fabric more while Keita licks along the length, even this subtle amount of stimulation makes Toshi feel the growing desire to feel the toy’s mouth around his length.

“Keita would never do this but… I should clear my head. It will help me think better,” he thinks, looking down at Keita, gently petting along the back of his head with a soft squeak, feeling a soft purr rumbling in the toy’s throat while he mews.

“Okay, okay, continue,” he says, leaning back against the bed which squeaks under his hands.

“Thank you,” Keita mews nuzzling against the bulge, moving up to lick and nibble at Toshi’s pants button. He gently bites at the pants, giving a squeaky tug undoing the button with a soft snap, the sound of zipper teeth unzipping fills the room, Keita tugging at the pants to get them down, revealing the bulging boxers. One layer down only one to go.

Toshi watches with a soft pant, his heart races, his cock throbs more, the twitch clearly visible through the fabric of his outlined member, the red tapered canid cock tip poking out past the rubber band of his boxers. Toshi lets out a soft pleasure moan, his cock twitches, a bead of pre-cum dribbling from the tip, “Keita…” he moans softly closing his eyes, torn between the idea of Keita giving him a blow job, something he’d always wanted from Keita and the thought that Keita would never do it. The thought that Keita finally would, slowly winning out in his mind.

Keita hears his name, ears twitch, he looks up to the cock tip, he smiles moving in closer, “This one will take good care of you Toshi,” he mews licking up along the fabric, moving the cock a little to the left, a little to the right. Keita’s hands gently caress Toshi’s sides, his eyes looking at the cock tip, seeing it get a little bit of Toshi’s fur soaked in his lustful pre, “That’s it Toshi, this one knows what to do, just sit back and relax,” he says licking across the fabric, slowly moving his way up.

“Keita…” he moans, quivering in delight, feeling Keita’s rubber fingertips caress through his fur, wrapping around his boxer’s waistband, pulling it down till his cock slides completely out. The boxer band stretches Keita’s tugs a little harder, the band runs along Toshi’s butt, pulling them all the way down till they slip past from underneath to freely fall to the ground below.

“Shhh, this one is here, let it just take you,” Keita says, its rubbery fingers caressing around Toshi’s throbbing aching cock. The veins bulge slightly with each twitch, the knot throbs, the sight and smell of Toshi’s arousal causes Keita’s own cock to twitch and ache, a delightful reminder of just how pent up he has become.

Toshi takes a deep breath, looking down back to reality, seeing this toy that looks so much like Keita that deep down he feels that this can’t be simple inspiration but he has no way of knowing the truth for certain, at least not yet.

“What a lovely cock you have here Toshi,” Keita mews, licking from the very base of the cock, his tongue moving across the knot, tastings the salty flesh along his rubbery tongue. The smooth yet rough features of his feline tongue toying with Toshi, feeling everything, he thought it would feel like if Keita was really servicing him.

Toshi bucks his hips while Keita gently caresses his balls, running through the soft fur, gently fondling those heavy orbs, Toshi’s cock twitching in delight while Keita licks his way up towards the tip of the member with long quick feline like laps, like a cat drinking from a water bowl.

Toshi swallows the buildup of saliva in his mouth, he stares at Keita watching him move higher and higher up his length. One of Keita’s hands moving up to his knot, giving it a firm squeeze, holding it like he’s holding the bottom controller of a joystick, pulling the cock down toward him so that it angles right toward his wanting lips.

Keita’s tongue runs along Toshi’s cock tip. His hands feel the twitching aching cock and with each twitch his own member does the same, working in unison, he licks the tip of Toshi’s cock, licking up a little bit of the delicious pre-cum which he happily draws in the delicious fluid, letting it swish between his cheeks before giving it a soft swallow, “So tasty.”

“T-thanks. Keita isn’t that big on such things, but I’d always imagine that he--” Toshi trails off when Keita wraps his lips around his cock head. Keita’s tongue runs across the small divot where pre-cum gathers, licking it clean, while giving a firm suckle to draw any more that is hidden within his aching length.

Keita’s ears twitch, lips bulging, sliding his head down the length. His fingers caress along the knot, feeling the tense throbbing flesh underneath his latex digits, the soft fuzzy balls hanging underneath as he goes down.

Toshi moans feeling Keita’s mouth envelop the top of his cock, the length running along the roof of Keita’s mouth, teasing the cock tip, while taking in inch after inch. Toshi can’t help but look down at the toy in front of him, the similarities to Keita makes his cock throb even more. His butt clenches, cock twitches harder, pre spurts into the toy’s mouth, which is quickly suckled and slurped away, the rough yet rubbery tongue runs along the underside of his length, causing his legs to spread wider, toes to curl ever so slightly, hands gripping the bed, “Oh Keita…” he moans out.

Keita slides himself further down Toshi’s delicious cock, pushing it into the back of his throat. His cheeks bulge more, the throbbing member sliding further down, his lips soon kissing Toshi’s knot, the cock tip twitching spurting pre-cum deep down into Keita’s throat.

Toshi gasps in delight, watching Keita pull his head up, revealing all but the last half an inch of his cock which is soaked in sleek toy mouth juices, the rubbery like lube, a trademark of Toys-4-U toys, “Keita couldn’t do that… maybe, but what if they made him do it? Is it possible? I thought I heard an article years ago about a toy company turning people into toys… but I was so young then! I can’t remem--” His train of thought is caught off guard by Keita slamming his head down onto his cock, taking all but two thirds of the knot in one go.

Keita’s lips wrap tightly around the base of the knot, giving it a toying lick, lips squeezing the flesh, the rest of the cock quivering and twitching down his rubbery throat, the requirement to no longer breath coming in handy as he deep throats the cock again and again, taking in a steady full amount of Toshi’s knot, but never past the point of no return.

Toshi feels his instinctual desire to buck up. His body quivers in delight, he leans further back, his panting growing heavier. “Oh… Keita,” he moans out again closing his eyes to picture Keita there suckling him off, which adds to the building lust within his loins, his balls beginning to tighten, his climax fast approaching.

Keita feels the tug of the balls, the churning of cum within those lovely orbs. His head bobs up and down the length, his body constantly adjusting to keep up a good angle, to keep Toshi comfortable as he lays back onto the bed. The buildup, right before the climax, Keita knows it all too well, he’s prepared and trained for it. The surge of Toshi’s cum about to rush forth, Keita thrusts his head down onto the length his lips spread around Toshi’s knot, an audible pop is heard echoing in the room, just as the climax comes forth, “KEITA!” he screams out.

Toshi feels the dams breaking, his pent-up lust he’s kept hidden away for weeks finally breaking free, exponentially increased by K-2003’s arousing aroma. He feels the surge of seed through the length of his cock, gushing from the tip down straight into Keita’s throat. A flow back fills Keita’s cheeks, the wolf’s seed swirling around his length, the knot around Keita’s bulging cheeks, keeps even a single drop from escaping.

Keita swallows all of it down, one gulp, two gulps, three? Several more are needed to take down all that Toshi is offering to him. Keita hears his name called over and over again, the delightful feeling that he is the one to bring such pleasure and joy to his partner is a wonderful sensation. Yet he is also a good toy. He serves and is of service to those in need. And right now, Toshi needs to be serviced, and he is all too happy to do so.

Toshi pants heavily, leaning back feeling the latex bed sheets against his fingertips, his cock still spasming, still hard, but not feeling quite spent. His balls churn, still heavy, lustful, preparing for another moment, but in this small lull, he simply regains his breath. He lifts his head seeing the toy, seeing Keita still completely on his cock, his body angled so his entire length can be forced right down his throat.

“Don’t you need to breathe?” Toshi asks.

Keita responds with a thumbs up and an okay symbol, unable to say anything. Keita’s soft purring vibrates Toshi’s sensitive cock, keeping him extra hard and throbbing.

The soft delightful teasing purr along Toshi’s cock length is something he’d always wondered about and now is being delightfully given the answer. Several more tender moments pass before Keita pulls and tugs, his lips spread around the knot as he slides out of it with a soft pop. Keita’s lips press around the shaft, pulling up, leaving his cock clean of any seed but leaving it still shiny and lubricated with some of its own saliva.

Keita mews happily, giving the cock head one last lick as it pulls away a bead of toy saliva trailing from its lips to the end of the member before it breaks. Keita stands up moving closer, its cock throbs and grinds against Toshi’s. The toy’s hands gently caress both members, watching Toshi moan out in delight, “Just relax Toshi. This one can see just how pent up you are. Just a few more and it thinks you will be good.”

Toshi relaxes on the bed, “I don’t think I ever came so hard since…” he moans softly looking up to the toy, “It could be… it really could be but how?” he wonders.

Keita climbs onto the bed crawling over Toshi, kneeling over his crotch, his hands gently positioning his throbbing member underneath his tight rubbery hole. Keita relaxes slightly slipping the tip of the cock into its rubbery pucker. It gently squeezes the cock, while looking down at Toshi while he looks up at him, their eyes locked, “Nice and easy now,” Keita mews.

Toshi pants, unable to look away from those sweet soft rubbery eyes, feeling the toy slip down onto his length, driving into his body. In the corner of his eye he sees the toy’s cock twitch and throb a little bit of pre-cum glistening at the cocktip. A new warm rubbery sensation wraps around his cock, similar yet still unique to the one he just experienced. He groans in delight, thrusting up into the toy, that moans out softly, “Keita…” he mutters.

“That’s it Toshi, relax, enjoy this one. It is tight isn’t it?” it mews, relaxing itself down Toshi’s length. It feels exactly how he remembers it… he thinks. The throbbing aching length twitches within him. He moans out softly, gently rubbing his chest with a soft squeak, playing with his nipples as he goes down further and further till his pucker presses down on that knot, “Hmm too soon for that knot isn’t it Toshi?”

Toshi simply grunts, arching his back, thrusting up slightly, pushing that knot partially into Keita’s body, spreading his hole slightly before Keita jerks his hips forward and pull, squeezing tightly around his shaft with a long drawn out squeak, “Keita…” Toshi moans, breaking his eye contact with Keita, closing his eyes, “Just let me… relax and think of something. Do what you are doing. It feels good.”

Keita smiles, sliding almost all the way to the top of Toshi’s cock, wiggling his rump side to side, playing with the cock head, while he slides halfway down then back up, giving short quick pounds to steadily build Toshi up to another climax, “This one is doing such a good job. He’s getting so relaxed and loving it. The way his face crinkles up as he holds back a moan, trying his best to look tough.”

Toshi takes slow deep breaths, the toy’s latex aroma lingering heavy in the air, the soft mews and grunts of his playmate echo in the room, all of which he converts to the soft mews of his partner. His mind picturing Keita sitting over him. His hands on their hips, guiding him down his length, taking him as the domineering buff protective wolf that he is.

In reality Toshi’s hands want to reach up and touch the toy in front of him, but he hesitates, but he continues on. Keeping his eyes closed while the toy rides him harder, faster, mewing out in delight.

Keita sees Toshi’s hands reaching out, about to miss his hips. He reaches out and gently guides Toshi’s hands to his smooth rubbery hips. Keita feels the strong grip of Toshi’s hands on his hips once more, memories of times before, as he slides further down, moaning in delight, taking more of his length with each quickening thrust.

Toshi shivers feeling the rubber against his fingertips, a push of reality against the fantasy he has in his mind. The feeling of Keita’s fur against those tips, the warm squeeze of his ass, the bounce of his cute little cock, “This toy’s cock is bigger… and a knot, wait that could all just be--,” Toshi moans as Keita literally bounces off his knot, moving faster.

Keita’s cock bounces up and down, throbbing, twitching, the bounce becoming more pronounced the faster he goes. Pre-cum flings out slapping onto Keita’s chest. A droplet hitting his lips, licking it away, some landing on Toshi, the feeling of which is not lost to the wolf, as he feels himself growing close once more

“Keita…” Toshi moans out, imagining it all as Keita being there, bucking his hips hard up into the toy’s body, the toy riding his knot for all that it is worth, hands tightly gripping around the toy’s waist to keep him pinned against him.

Keita feeling how close Toshi is, not wanting another chance for a single drop to escape he slams his hips down, taking that knot again, his ass cheeks clench down hard onto the member. He feels the hot rush of Toshi’s seed flood into him. Despite the previous climax, it feels that the force of this one is just as strong if not stronger.

Ropes of hot sticky seed gush up into Keita’s body. He feels each upward thrust, the quick short spurts of seed filling his insides, his butt clenches down, unable to move off the knot, not wanting to remove it, but still squeezing to milk along Toshi’s length that no mortal organic rump could ever hope to achieve.

The sensation sends Toshi spiraling into an uncontrollable moan, his hands tightly gripping Keita’s hips with a loud squeak, his legs quivering, toes curling, his body draining his energies into Keita’s body. Toshi breaks his fantasy, imagining that Keita is the one on his lap when he opens his eyes once more. A small drop in his height of pleasure, a small pit in his stomach, watching himself fill the toy that looks so much like him, “It has to be… but… Keita’s body could never do that. It doesn’t mean it's not but…”

Keita bounces on the knot, giving a little up and down thrust to provide a little extra milking of the mostly yet not completely spent cock. Toshi pants happily, feeling himself losing more of the stress and ache he has built up within him. His mind a swirl of delights he just relaxes on the soft bed, feeling the smooth rubber bed sheets while he grunts and groans.

“He looks so peaceful like that,” Keita thinks, watching Toshi close his eyes, so he can resume his fantasy, his hands dropping against the bed with a soft thud and squeak, “Yet I can feel it,” Keita squeezes Toshi’s cock with his butt. Toshi lets out a soft wanting moan in response, “He needs another. Is this Maker’s doing? He never could go this many times in a row without being spent. Or is it just he kept himself saved up this much for me? Or is it both?” Keita wonders softly mewing, giving Toshi a few more moments before he pulls off his length.

The two moan out in delight. Keita tightly squeezing the length, milking every last drop out of it, while keeping all of Toshi’s seed deep within his butt, slowly growing towards his body temperature. Keita tenses a little, his cock aches, throbs hard, Toshi’s equally so, “This one knows it can’t cum but… perhaps this one can be like a real toy for him,” he thinks readjusting himself to the edge of the bed, lowering his cock so it rests gently against Toshi’s hole.

“Keita?” Toshi inquires.

Keita responds with a soft gentle caress around Toshi’s cock. The toy’s hands becoming wet with the lubricant that was left on the length, bits of seed that somehow escaped, providing extra lubricant, “Relax Toshi, this one is going to take good care of you,” it responds, suckling on a few of its fingers, making them nice and wet with its lubricant before rubbing them along Toshi’s pucker, slowly slipping into him.

Toshi lets out a soft gasp, “Ah… I…” he grunts.

Keita mews, “Relax, this one is going to help make sure there is no stress left in you. Enjoy your time with this one. Toy is really enjoying its time with you. You can say this one loves it. Your cock was wonderful, in either one of this one’s holes,” it replies, its fingers gently going in and out of Toshi’s butt, feeling the tension, the tight squeeze, the trepidation of being taken, but with each gentle pump of his fingers, the tension slowly drops.

“That’s it Toshi. Relax, let this one’s rubber fingers guide you away, let your mind drift. Simply enjoy yourself. This one is just a toy right? Nothing to fret. Nothing to worry about. You are giving your body a deep internal massage. Getting all those pressure tension points,” Keita explains, softly, soothingly, his other hand gently caressing Toshi’s balls, helping them relax, as they are already a bit ready to blow another load.

“O-okay,” Toshi replies with a soft whine, his body aching for that last bit of arousal to be pushed out of his mind. That longing aching lust, still lingering in the back of his mind, fogging his thoughts, edging him to give another go with the toy. His body visibly relaxes more, allowing Keita’s fingers to slip in nice and deep to lubricate the wolf’s rear.

“There we go, nice and ready for this one to take you,” he says realigning himself with Toshi’s body, his cock tip pressing into the hole, gently pushing in, opening his pucker nice and easy, “This one will take it slow at first, that alright Toshi?”

“Y-yes, that’s fine,” Toshi replies, relaxing on the bed, his ass clenching around the cock every so often before relaxing, letting more of it sink into his form, his own cock twitching, dribbling pre-cum again, showing signs that it is really ready to blow again with just a little bit of effort, “I know Keita’s cock better than anyone. I’d know if this is the real deal… already it feels different, bigger. There was a knot wasn’t there? He never had a knot though he always wanted one… this could be him but changed,” he wonders gasping, arching his back while he feels more of Keita’s length slip into him, spreading his hole slowly wider and wider.

Keita lets out a soft grunting mew, “You are so tight Toshi, it feels wonderful,” it replies, lifting Toshi’s legs up, making his butt even tighter than before, “Do you think this one could get you to blow hands free?” it asks.

“I’ve never been able to blow hands free but…” Toshi trails off.

“But what?” Keita asks.

“Nothing,” Toshi replies, “Keita knows I always wanted to experience that once.”

“Let’s see if this one can give him something he really wants,” Keita thinks, sinking his entire length in till his knot stops at Toshi’s hole. The sensitive knot pushes at Toshi's pucker, Keita’s length twitches within the tight rump.

“Oh my,” Toshi responds, feeling his pucker spread slightly around the knot. The tight hole trying to grip Keita’s knot, the bulging flesh there so sensitive, so eager to want to slip in, that Keita can’t help but feel this instinctual need to thrust that knot right into that hole, but he resists it. Keita pulls away, resting Toshi’s legs against his chest, wrapping his arms around the legs, starting to piston in and out of him.

“You are so tense Toshi, this one will make sure it can pound away all those internal knots you have and give you one more for good measure,” Keita replies with a playful wink, bouncing his crotch off of Toshi’s butt. His balls sway in the air as he goes in and out of the hole, harder and harder, the knot pushing against Toshi’s hole, spreading it a little wider each time, before Toshi’s clenching ass forces him back.

This time Toshi doesn’t look away. He doesn’t close his eyes; he looks at the toy that reminds him so much of his partner Keita. He imagines him there, but also sees the toy that is moaning out in delight, purring happily as it bounces in and out of his hole. He clenches down, milking the cock that is pushing into him that hits his prostate over and over again. With each thrust his cock bounces up and down, pre-cum starting to dribble on the length at ever increasing amounts, forming strands of the stuff from his belly to his cock tip.

“Keita,” he moans out again, staring into the toy’s blue eyes, that feline smirk, the pleasure building up within him more, “So much like him… yet there are differences. But why would he just knot me,” Toshi thinks, his lustful mind betraying his own thoughts. He grunts out, panting heavily, tongue out, licking his lips and nose, ready to accept the toy into his body even more, “Please, harder. I feel it.”

Keita mews, “With pleasure Toshi,” he replies, tightly holding onto Toshi’s legs, holding them high in the air as he pounds faster and faster knot almost pushing past his hole with each time, one of the thrusts it just slips past the point of no return before Keita pulls out, stretching Toshi’s hole to the maximum extent.

“Harder!” Toshi cries out, his body aching for it. Wanting it, his member, feeling a build in pleasure that is so tantalizing close. His balls heavy once more churning, each thrust making his member twitch and spurt a little bit of pre, ready to burst through.

“As you wish Toshi,” Keita mews slamming himself into Toshi’s butt, knot and all, giving several firm thrusts, Toshi grunting feeling the knot finally within him, his body so close to that climax, on the very cusp, ready to blow, but as Keita pushes all the way in it ends just short.

“Please more, take me more with that knot,” Toshi pleads.

“As you wish, this one is pleased you are enjoying it so much,” Keita says pulling out with a pop, Toshi’s cock twitching and throbbing harder, his body wanting the sensation of the knot to push into him again and again.

Keita feels the tight grip of his rubbery knot flesh get squeezed each time, forced into the hole then squeezed around, pulling him closer, making him feel even more connected to Toshi than ever before. Then he pulls back, he feels the extra friction, the extra tug on his body, a delightful sensation, a reverse of what he feels when Toshi pulls out of his body. Unique yet just as pleasurable.

Harder and harder Keita pounds into Toshi, popping his hole over and over again. Toshi feels himself on edge, ready to blow, his body gasping for air, his toes curling, legs quivering, all of which Keita can feel against his smooth rubber chest, “So close, just a bit more,” Keita moans.

“Yes so close, Keita,” Toshi replies, his member jumping in delight, bringing him closer, “Yes. Keita. Please Keita take me. Take me like I have taken you so many times. Make me blow,” he whines.

“This one is pleased to take you Toshi,” Keita responds, pounding even harder, angling himself up so he can grind his cock against the prostate, trying his best to push Toshi over the edge, to experience the hands off climax that he always wished for.

“Yes, yes, yes! Keep going Keita, keep going!” he yells out, unsure if his words are wishful thinking that this is Keita or actual reality, but in the depths of his mind, it doesn’t matter. Each thump of Keita’s cock, each call out of Keita’s name, he felt closer to the toy, ready to blow and then finally with one hard clench, keeping Keita from pulling out of his body he screams out in total bliss as hot sticky ropes of canine seed is jettisoned out from his throbbing length.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck yes! This is it Keita!” he yells, whining out, feeling his member become completely spent. His body utterly exhausted as the seed gushes out onto his clothes and fur. His head bangs against the rubber bed sheets, his hands fall utterly to his side, while Keita remains deeply lodged within him. Unclimaxed but his ass is plenty full of his lubricant pre-cum that it could be considered a climax to anyone but a toy, “That was amazing.”

Keita smiles, “This one is so pleased to have given you so much pleasure. It does hope you come back sometime, and that you take the time to fill out this one’s card, and let its Maker know how well it is doing. Every reply helps this one become a better toy. And you get a free gift card too!” Kieta mews happily, wiggling his butt, which wiggles the cock within Toshi’s body making him moan out.

“I don’t think I will be able to sit down after this, not that I would want to. I still have to find,” he looks up at Keita, “Keita. Are you sure you aren’t him? You can be honest with me. I won’t tell anyone.”

“This one is a toy, but it has been an absolute pleasure to give you some relief. It hopes that in the end you get all that you deserve,” Keita replies, giving Toshi a few more moments before ever so slowly pulling out of his butt. Toshi moaning out in a mix of pain and pleasure as his now spent body realizes just how sore he is from taking the knot so many times.

Toshi’s ears go flat, “I don’t think you’d tell me even if you wanted to. Part of me really hopes that I am wrong, and you aren’t, but…,” he softly sighs, “Forgive me. It was wonderful. Thank you. I didn’t realize how much I needed that till I got it. This will be our secret okay? I don’t want Keita to find out if you aren’t him.”

Keita nods, “Of course, that will be our secret,” he replies gently letting Toshi’s legs down, “Let this one clean you up. It doesn’t want you to look like a total mess when you leave.”

“Thanks, I don’t think I can leave for a good couple of minutes, my body is so sore,” he moans out.

“This one knows that feeling all too well,” it mews with a little rump wiggle, keeping his ass cheeks tightly clenched to make sure no more of Toshi’s seed escapes him, “Just relax and let this one handle everything,” Keita replies grabbing some towels to rub and clean off Toshi’s clothes and fur. Giving his sensitive but now flaccid cock a little bit of a cleaning while it slinks back into his sheath.

Toshi moans out softly, enjoying this quiet peaceful time with this toy, watching his every movement, some of which reminds him of Keita, while others are totally new and foreign, keeping his mind in a balancing act of its him, it's not him, it could be him, it could not be him. Eventually once Toshi is back to himself sitting up slowly the door opens, K-2003’s head pokes in.

“Hello! This one wanted to check up and see how you are both doing,” it says noticing them just sitting side by side, “Oh you are done. How wonderful. This one does not want to rush you, but it will have to get some toys in here to clean the place, as we will be closing soon. So, you better hurry up or you’d be locked in here with us toys, and though some people might consider that a fun little fantasy, this one is sure the reality isn’t as fun.”

Toshi chuckles, “Alright, thanks for the warning, I’ll be out in just a bit,” he replies slowly pushing himself off the bed with a grunt almost tumbling over but Keita rushes to catch him.

“Careful Toshi, you don’t want to hurt yourself now,” Keita mews, helping Toshi regain his footing, helping him to the door.

“Thanks, that’s very considerate of you, though it's your fault I can barely walk now.”

Keita mews with a soft rubbery pink blush, “This one is sorry. It really thought you could use it.”

Toshi chuckles, “Not complaining toy,” he says petting Keita’s head, “I think this might invigorate me to find Keita. I was at my wits end but now I feel refreshed and ready to tackle any problem,” he says with determination.

“That’s wonderful! This one is so glad it could help,” he mews out, helping Toshi out, escorting him out of the store, “Bye! This one hopes to see you again soon.”

Toshi smiles, nodding to him, giving him a friendly wave, “I’m sure of it,” he replies, turning, thinking, “If you are Keita, you can bet your sweet rubbery ass I will.”

Keita lets out a soft sigh, watching Toshi leave, the doors closing as the toys lock the store for the night, giving last checks to make sure no one is hiding out in the store, bathrooms, testing rooms, fitting rooms, or anywhere else.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” K-2003 asks, approaching Keita with a bounce in its step.

“This one did. Though it felt weird that they called out this one’s old name so many times and it couldn’t find the words to tell them that this one is well, them. It almost felt like lying,” he mews.

K-2003 gently pets Keita’s head, it’s claws running through the rubbery hair, “This one did not think you two were as close as you still were. That is a bit on this one’s part to have caused you a problem. It apologies, but you are a toy, are you not?”

“This one is Maker, of course!”

“And toys don’t have names.”

“This is also true Maker, unless our owners give us nicknames.”

“Yup, we have designations. Which is why you felt a little detached from your material’s name.”

“Will this one forget its old name Maker?” it asks with a soft mew, “Will it forget Toshi?” it tenses.

K-2003 continues to gently pet Keita, pulling it closer, guiding him toward the toy molding rooms, “That toy, is completely up to you. For that is a decision that is always out of this one’s hands as it's not this one’s place for you to decide what is the most valuable thing to you.”

Keita’s ears twitch, “This one is not sure what you mean Maker, but okay.”

“You’ll see soon enough, just nine more days and you’ll be complete,” K-2003 explains, moving the toy through the store, through the hallways past the security doors.

“Just nine more days Maker and this one will be complete?” it asks with a hint of excitement in its voice, its tail wagging.

“This one knows, time flies when you are having so much fun,” K-2003 says, moving Keita up toward the toy molds, gently guiding him back into the hard plastic, though this time Keita waits, not sinking himself into the mold till the very last possible moment when the front portion of the mold comes down onto him, giving him the last possible moment for his butt cheeks to be spread.

K-2003 eyes the behavior, cuckling, grabbing the rear tentacle tube first, sliding it up into Keita’s rear, stopping the leak of any of Toshi’s seed from escaping, “You could have asked this one to do this one first,” K-2003 says, its words unable to reach Keita’s ears, its world already muffled and blurred by the plastic molding.

K-2003 grabs the other tentacle tube, sliding it down into Keita’s mouth, who suckles it happily. An eager aching toy he has become, he accepts his rubbery meal with utter delight, his mind focused back on being a good toy, the apprehension he had with Toshi fading away with each rubbery slurp as he’s given his wonderful relaxing meal, being left back to stew in rubber juices and Toshi’s cum. He listens to those wonderful words that lull him into a relaxed awake state.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy obeys.”

“Toy loves to fuck.”

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy is an object.”