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The First Brian Surprise Party

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The sweet smell of latex, the tantalizing tease of leather on the human’s nose as he walked through the doors felt like salt on an open wound. A sleek silver and hot pink sergal toy standing in the center of a pedestal with hot pink and black cuffs with cursive lettering that reads “Fuck Toy” on it greets pleasantly as it juts its chest forward, breasts out, butt hiked, “Hello! Welcome to the world’s first Toys-4-U megastore. Please don’t be shy, come on by. Don’t be afraid to ask this one,” it says with a playful wink, “Or any of the other” it says with a hand wave as if to demean the other toys, “toys for assistance. We are here for you!” The toy’s silver name tag K-2493 jingles from its collar.

The brown haired Caucasian skinned human smiles at the toy with his brown eyes that express the sorrow felt hat is rarely if ever seen within these halls of sex and sin, “Ah… hi,” he says solemnly, “I need to talk to customer service about an order of mine? I couldn’t get it to cancel on my phone, so I had to come in here to get it done.”

“Customer service is straight down that way, past the cash registers. There’s a lovely toy there that will be able to assist you. This one hopes you feel better. A customer like yourself should be happy. Please if you’d like you may come and see this one. It is free to be used and Toy Mistress won’t mind it absconding from its duties if it is to cheer up a customer from the weight of the world, as Toy Mistress likes to put it.”

He smirks, “I’ll think about it… I have a lot on my mind, so if you excuse me,” he replies as he follows the toy’s directions, looking at the toy’s that are checking out customers, “I wonder if they’d hire a person here… then again I bet a low level job wouldn’t…” he shrugs the thought away turning his focus on a dark blue and purple nevrean toy that stands behind a counter with sign that reads “Customer Service” over its head. The toy with matching cuffs that read “Fuck Toy” in nice bold lettering, its collar has a tag that reads, D-2423.

“Hello, how can this one be of assistance to you today?”

“Yeah, ah… you see I like to cancel an order I made a few weeks ago?”

“Oh? A cancellation? Name please,” the toy asks with a concerned look and an inquisitive chirp.

“Brian Dack. And the order number is 1115-2562-AJ32-6432,” he says, reading the number from his phone.

“Ah, here it is, and may this one ask the reason behind the cancellation? We here at Toys-4-U would like to give the best experience possible. So, any issues that we may have caused, we’d like to know about it.”

“Oh, no, no. Nothing that any of you guys did. I came into some money troubles recently. My house was broken into, and a bunch of my stuff was stolen, including my work laptop, and that didn’t go over well with my boss, and I am currently on unpaid leave suspension for the foreseeable future while their investigation into it is being done. They think I didn’t take good care of company property that I’d allow it to be taken during a robbery while I was out shopping for groceries,” he says with a deep depressive sigh.

“Oh, this one’s goodness. That does sound terrible, it is sorry to hear that happened to you. If this one could help alleviate some of the weight on your shoulders, let this one know.”

“Could you get me the suit for free?” he asks with a chuckle.

“Unfortunately, not Sir, but this one is a customer service toy, so if you’d like this one to service you in the back rooms, don’t hesitate to let this one know,” it says, typing into the computer as it reads over some of the profile notes, “Oh, this user has had contact with Maker. This one should be even extra good to him if possible.”

“I didn’t think so, it was more of a joke really,” he says with a saddened chuckle, “You know the saying right? When it rains it pours and boy howdy has it been pouring on my head as of late, all before my birthday.”

“This one is dreadfully sorry to hear that this is all happened to you. It did notice that your birthday was coming up and it is sorry that you are unable to enjoy your birthday coupon. It could at least see if it could get an extension on the expiration date so that when things turn around you can utilize your coupon when it best suits you?”

Brian tenses at the word suit, “Damn I really wish I had…” his mind trails off as he replies, “I would greatly appreciate that. It’s not your fault I got robbed. But I appreciate the extra time you are taking. It means a lot.”

“Here at Toys-4-U, we realize that you come to us to make your lives and selves feel better. We are more than a simple sex shop.”

He chuckles, “I didn’t think you have to tell me twice that you are more than just a simple sex shop.”

D-toy chirps, “There we go, order has been canceled and it will only take a moment for it to make the adjustments to the coupon. It’ll take manager approval but this one thinks Toy Mistress will accept the reasoning for it.”

“Well…” he shifts and adjusts himself looking over the counter, noticing the toy is standing on a pedestal in order to work at a similar height as him. The human looks back over in the direction of the silver and pink sergal toy. Shifting and squirming at the thought of the female, but the other toy’s deep purple throbbing pecker… “If it's not too much trouble, perhaps I could take you up on that offer. I have nowhere else to go for at least a half an hour.”

The avian toy chirps, giving a sly grin, “It will be this one’s pleasure. Just let it make sure this email to Toy Mistress about the coupon is done and we can get right into the action, how does that sound?”

He adjusts his tightening pants, “That sounds good. I really could use a bit of fun to release some stress…”

“Excellent, follow this one in just one moment,” it says with a pleasant chirp, the toy getting another toy to take its spot as it then grabs him by the hand, the much shorter toy pulling him ahead. The toy’s hips swaying the tail feathers smacking across the human’s crotch as the purple handles look so… gripable.

Brian enjoys the smooth latex feel against his hands, his heart races as he feels a rush wash over him, the thought of him being guided back by such a small toy with a clearly hard throbbing erection was just. He looks up noticing the Toy Testing sign, as they dive in down the hallway, going to the very last door on the right when it dawns on him, “You said Toy Mistress? Which one is that?”

“You know it, K-2003.”

“Oh, is K-2003 here?’

“It is but is in some meetings around this time. Best not to disturb it. If you were hoping to see Toy Mistress, it will have to be at another time.”

“No, no that’s totally fine. I was actually hoping perhaps she could get me a temporary job here or something,” he says with a chuckle.

D-toy checks the room isn’t in use before opening it all the way.

“Because of the job issue and needing to cancel everything just before your birthday?”

“Yeah… luckily, I didn’t have any big plans for the day, but it’s put a real damper on things. I was hoping a bit of good news like working as a cashier or something even for just a little while to earn some money would be nice.”

“We only hire security guards here at the megastores. You’d be better off asking the local Toys-4-U convenience stores for employment. But this one isn’t in charge of such things so it can’t do much more than that to help.”

“It’s fine, you’ve been very helpful, especially with what you are about to do,” he says with a grin.

“You’ll learn why this one is considered the best beak in the story,” D-toy teases with a playful wink, ushering the human into the room. Which has a canopy bed with black rubber bed sheets in the center of the room. Along the wall are dressers with all sorts of simple toys to be played with. A very ‘traditional’ room for pleasure.

Brian’s length hardens a bit more, “I like the sound of that. Though I feel like I want to be in charge today. I could use a little bit more control in my life,” he says, removing his clothes, casually letting them fall to the floor, his cock hard and ready for action as he makes his way to the bed. His hands gently caress the smooth black rubber. He shudders as he hears the squeak fill the air, the aroma of latex is even heavier here than anywhere else. He rolls onto the bed, sinking into the blankets, resting his head on the rubber pillow as his butt is caressed by the sheets, “Ah… that feels good. I could just fall asleep here and just let…”

“Now, now,” says D-2423 as the toy climbs onto the bed with a squeak, “You can’t just take a nap in here. This room is for testing toys, not for napping.” It slips between the human’s legs, the toy’s smooth rubber body caressing his inner thighs, while his fingers dance across the human’s length, the other hand gently caressing his balls.

“Sorry,” he replies with a soft moan looking over the toy, wanting to reach up and grab those lovely handles but for now he gently runs his hands across the latex bed, simply enjoying the toy’s touch, “It just feels so good to lay down. I haven’t felt comfortable in my house since what happened. Barely got a wink of sleep over the last couple of days.”

It nods, “Relax. Let this one take care of you for a bit. Let those thoughts go and get lost in the moment,” it says, giving the human’s dick a long slow sensual lick along the underside.

Brian clenches his butt; another soft gasp escapes his lips as his member throbs eagerly to the touch. The soft rubber claws rolling his nuts only help build up the ache within his loins as the warmth builds deep within. His body drifting away from the harsh reality of the world and slowly pulling his mind along with it as his primal desires begin to bleed into his higher-level thoughts. The police calls, the reports, the investigation, the meetings to be had with his boss, the risk of no longer having a job, losing his place, all of it, begins to drift away, becoming insignificant as the toy’s dazzling beak slowly wraps around his cock, giving his cock head a gentle suckle, slowly taking his member fully into that warm mouth that is so welcoming. A far better welcome than anything he’s gotten for some time.

“Yes…” he groans, the beak sliding all the way down, a firm suckle, the tongue running itself across his cock head as pre-cum spurts into that mouth, which is just as quickly sucked away. His pleasure builds up, his balls tense while the toy’s head bobs up and down on his length, slow, steady, tantalizingly good as the sounds of soft squeaks fill the air. He shudders as one of the toy’s claws gently rubs and scratches above his crotch, massaging the human’s naked skin, making him tingle all over.

D-toy feels each throb, each quake, the pull of the human’s balls, which it gently pulls back like trying to reel in a fish. The game is now afoot as it plays with its user, wanting to draw out the moment. It hikes its rump, spreading its legs as its own purple length throbs and dribbles its lubricant onto the bed.

“Ah…. ahhh…” groans Brian as he tenses up, toes curling as there’s a sudden pop… the sound of the nevrean toy pulling its beak off the human’s length, bringing him to the edge, his cock twitching, on the verge of climaxing before its brought back down.

The toy grips the human’s length and gives it a few gentle rubs, “So close, but not there yet,” it say with a teasing wink, repeating the process thrice over, each time, showing the human just how close to the edge he could get, steadily driving the human mad.

Anything about anything but these moments have left the human entirety. His thoughts now on the teasing bird toy before him, “Y-you can’t keep doing that,” he shudders, grinding himself against the toy’s tight grip, loving each gentle thrust, each rub, and the gentle massage that glides across his belly.

“This one certainly could and shall for a bit longer,” it teases, positioning itself so the toy’s hard throbbing length presses up against the human’s butt cheeks, “This one can tell you are a fan of such things,” it says with a soft coo, “It also saw it in your profile.”

Brian pants, his heart races, “N-no… I don’t want to be taken,” he says, reaching up, gripping the toy’s handles.

The toy lets out a surprised chirp, its handles gripped which sends waves of pleasure through it, making its cock jump with glee, dribbling a bit of pre cum that spills onto the human. His length moved so it gently rubs against the human’s length as it rubs them together, “As you wish Sir. This one is here to please you and give you what you want, what you desire… what you need.”

He grinds the toy against his length as his grip around the handles tighten as he lifts the toy with surprising ease, but also surprised at the toy's heft. He soon rubs his cock head against the toy’s rear.

D-toy chirps, reaching down to gently squeeze its own length, coating its rubber claws in its own lubricant, which it gently caresses along the human’s length, getting its hole nice and ready as it guides the member down to its rubber rear hole, “This one is more than happy to be a warm hole for you to slip into. This one hopes it has permission to release with you sir?”

“Sure,” the human groans, his cock twitching against those devilish claws. His member glistens underneath the toy, the squeaks of it and the bed fill the air as he shoves the toy right down onto his needy length, “FUCK!” he exclaims not expecting how fast the toy would go down onto him, nor how tight and ribbed its inside will be.

The toy chirps happily, “Please take this one harder sir. It can take it. It’s just a simple toy to be taken and used by such a powerful user as yourself,” it cries out in delight, milking the human’s length as the toy moans happily at the loving feeling of being filled by such a big user. It rolls its hips against the human, helping him raise and lower it down over the humans’ cock over and over again.

Each thrust feels better than the last and with each thrust Brian goes faster and faster. Using more of his strength as he rides the toy, bucking up into it as he slams down the toy onto him. The toy’s purple rod bounces and flicks translucent dark blue bird toy lubricant across his chest and face. The warm feeling of it only driving him into a stronger deeper lustful frenzy till he can no longer contain himself, slamming the toy hard onto his length as he unleashes his load into the bird.

The avian toy shudders, pleased to feel the warm human essence flood into his body. Each wave of it is like another twist of a key that unlocks the toy’s pent-up member, finally being able to unleash its load after an untold amount of time that has passed, “Fuck yes Sir,” the toy exclaims, unloading a massive load over the human’s body, “It’s been so long. Being stuck in customer service doesn’t give it much time to get fucked,” it thinks as it leans forward, bucking down against the human’s thrusts, milking the member for all tis worth as it’s still hard cock grinds against the human’s belly. The toy glides across the toy lubricant as it gently rubs and massages the human’s chest.

A weight is lifted off from Brians’ shoulders as he’s lost in the warm afterglow of the moment. He pants heavily, bucking into the toy a few more times, moving the toy up and down on his length a little more before his grip losses and his hands fall to the side. The toy’s claws caress his chest as he feels that still pulsating length between them. He closes his eyes, wrapping one arm around the toy, gently rubbing his back, “Fuck… I didn’t know how badly I needed that,” he says, sinking deeper into the bed.

D-toy chirps, “This one could tell. Your body screamed of stress. The trouble you’ve been going through, and this one is pleased to be of service sir,” it replies licking across the human’s nipple giving a soft tender bite, “When you are ready this one will clean you up so no one is none the wiser.”

He groans a bit, his sensitive member slowly softening within the toy, despite the bird’s best efforts. He gives the bird’s butt a playful squeeze, “In a few more minutes. I just want to enjoy this moment before I have to head back to reality.”

“This one understands. Fuck that reality.”

“Yeah, fuck reality,” he says with a chuckle, loving every moment of this, and the after care that is to follow…

**

Suddenly there was a rattling on Brian’s door. He jumps from his bed, wondering what could cause such a clatter, his heart racing, a pit forming in his stomach as his breathing quickens. He grabs his cell phone, dialing the emergency number, just one button presses away from calling them as he makes his way across the house with a baseball bat in hand, “Who could it be rattling on my door?” he pondered.

He looks through the peephole, seeing darkness there, nothing more. He shakes off the feeling, “It was nothing,” he thinks, moving back toward his bedroom, “Was that just me dreaming?” he mutters, “Or the wind perhaps?”

There was another rapping upon Brian’s door. He tenses, thinking, “That tis’ can’t just be the wind? Surely that is someone, as this was clearly louder than it was before,” he thinks, rushing toward his chamber door, flinging it open, searching scouring for what it could be, be it a lady or lord, or something far more sinister, ready to make the call to be done with this charade and nevermore… There was nothing, nothing more, yet as he’s about to close the door he notices a package, black as a raven, there, laying on his stoop, shiny, with bold green lettering, ready to be read, the feeling this has much relevance to him, he snatches it and closes the door, not wanting curious if this will strike his fancy, unsure what the package could contain, thinking of his ominous black box, could it be something more?

Brian betook himself to open the package, using his phone light to illuminate what was held within, trying to guess what it was, shining the light, seeing the velvet-violet lining of what’s inside, a card was there, and nothing more. He scrambles to read the words, squinting, haunted by who could have done such a thing, truly could this leave his anxiety, his loneliness broken? His heart is ready to be taken out from the anticipation. An invitation, on the day of his birth, and nothing more.

“Who in the world would do such a thing? In such an odd way, having knocked upon my door?” he mutters, catching note an arrow, to turn over the card, what fiendish secrets are upon the other half? An address, a time. “For me not to come, I’d be daff,” he mutters, wondering a dream of lore? Uneasily he goes back to bed, curious what this could all be for…

**

Brian follows his GPS toward his destination, a nice upper middle-class neighborhood. He pulls up the house, parking on the street as he gets out, “I feel a bit better about his location,” he thinks, taking note of the car and limo parked in the driveway, “I wonder…” he ponders, knocking on the door.

The door cracks open and there’s a cyan eye catching his and the instant his eye meets the toys, he knows exactly who… or perhaps better to be said, what is on the other side of the door. The black and cyan sergal says happily, yet seductively, “Hello there Brian. It is so pleased you got its invitation. It was rather poetic, wasn’t it?” it asks, the toy’s body squeaks rather loudly.

“K-2003? You exist outside of the store?”

“Of course this one does, it exists wherever it is and you saw this one at the university, didn’t you?”

He rubs the back of his head, staring at the toy’s lovely eyes, occasionally glancing at the toy’s valley between its breasts as the door remains only partially ajar, “Yeah, though I admit I thought that was some kind of gimmick with all the money that was donated to the university to get you in.”

“This one is no gimmick, simply a good toy doing its service. And today it would like to provide that to you, if you care to come into this one’s humble abode.”

He swallows a lump in his throat, as the scent of the toy’s latex hits him, or perhaps it's him realizing it's been there all this time, “Sure, I’d be happy to come in.”

“Wonderful!” the toy exclaims with a rump wiggle, moving the door open just enough for him to enter.

Thoughts swim on the ideas of what is going to happen next. Thinking of the last time he had such an opportunity with the toy, which makes his body quake in delight. He couldn’t forget how the toy…

“SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” exclaims a small group of people. Party poppers pop, confetti is shot in his general direction.

The human jumps in shock, heart racing as he’s momentarily blinded by the colorful paper, but as the shock passes the perpetrators become clear. A purple and off white, purple sergal though most of her is covered in a bright purple rubber catsuit, with purple and black rubber cuffs around her wrists with big metallic D rings. Her head is covered in a rubber gas mask, and the only thing visible are her heterochromia eyes of pink and green, but he can sense a hint of shyness in them.

Beside her is a surprising familiar sleek silver-white, and hot pink sergal toy, that if it wasn’t for the tag K-2493 he would have doubted it’s the same toy, and alongside it is a traditional colored anthropomorphic vixen with simple matching cuffs and collar with the same elegant lettering of “Fuck Toy” on it. Its collar has a simple golden tag that says “C-1010 on the front. The female shaped toy looks rather bashful, but smiles happily at him, “This one hopes you like the surprise,” she says in a soft bashful way.

Last but certainly not least is K-2003. Towering in height above the rest, a sleek feminine rubber sergal fuck toy with black rubber skin, cyan hair, eyes, nipples, sex. The toy like the other toys would be completed naked if it wasn’t for the cuffs around its ankles, upper thighs, wrists, upper arms, each with cyan outline, black band and the cursive lettering of “Fuck Toy” on it. There’s also a nice belt and a collar, the collar has a silver tag that reads K-2003. The black sergal toy runs its cyan claw tips along Brian’s back, “This one hopes this has been a rather pleasant surprise.”

“Uh, yeah, you could certainly say that,” the human replies, brushing off some of the confetti, “But how did you know? Did that bird toy tell you?”

“This one heard you mention it on the way to enjoy that one. And it thought, “You know this one. What would be a good surprise for this nice human a bit down on his luck? What is that toy?” it says, saying “It asked itself, and it responded, “A surprise birthday party. Birthdays are wonderful, it's the day the miracle of a user is brought into this wonderful world to grow and be the fantastic person they can be. And so, this one had to make some quick plans, but it got this all squared away. You like?”

The purple latex clad sergal sighs in the mask, “Toy, you didn’t have to explain it in that much detail. I hope K-toy hasn’t put you in too much of a spot,” she says through the muffled gas mask, “My name is Silent. We met a few times at the university.”

The memory lights up within his head, eyes lighting up with it, “Silent! Now I remember, sorry. I was in a bit of a shock that I was tossed into this bit of a fantasy to have a surprise birthday by a bunch of sexy toys.”

“K-toy does this sort of thing… a lot apparently,” she looks over at the sergal toy, whose eyes are glowing with delight.

“This one tries,” it says, pointing to itself as its hand sensually caress its breasts with a loud squeak, “It had short notice and had to rearrange a few meetings, but we got some time to enjoy ourselves and have a lovely five-some good time.”

“T-toy!” exclaims Silent with a blush.

“Yes?” it asks, leaning forward with a squeak.

She sighs, “Nothing.”

K-2493 bows, showing off its breasts, “When this one overheard that Toy Mistress was throwing this for you, it just had to come. After all, its offer was left there, leaving this one all alone on the pedestal, greeting customers… It just wanted to be given the chance to show you what you missed.” It says with a devious grin that sends chills up his spine.

“Oh, I see…” he looks over to the only other person in the room, “So, Silent, what is with the mask? Trying to fit in with the other rubber toys?”

“Ah… well,” she blushes a bit in the mask, which inflates, “I don’t want to ruin the surprise now, and from what toy has told me. Let’s just say I am going to feel a bit more comfortable wearing this for most of the evening.”

“This one also laced their mask with a nice aphrodisiac to help them loosen up,” K-2003 says with an affirmative nod.

“You did what?!” she exclaims, shifting in her spot a bit, feeling the heat within her as she thinks, “This explains the mood.”

“Relax, it's legal in this country, you’re totally fine.”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better toy,” she huffs.

“Well, you can leave the mask on and hide your shyness away, while growing all the more in the mood for the fun that will be had, or reveal yourself to the kinky fun that will transpire later,” the toy says with a rump wiggle.

“I’ll take the mask off a bit… later,” She huffs, “When we have cake.”

Brian inquires, “Cake? You got cake?”

“Yup! We got presents, cake and we can have a romping good time together.”

Silent sighs again, “Toy, your word choices are just…”

“Wonderful right? This one tries its best,” it says with an affirmative nod.

Brian nods, “Ah… right. So, Silent still at the university?”

“No, graduated last year. And what a last couple of years it's been. I feel I could fill a novel about all that happened since meeting K-toy.”

“This one would say more like a novel and a massive collection of short stories ranging anywhere from ten to nearly a hundred pages in length when taking into account everything that happens,” says the black and cyan sergal toy with a nod.

Everyone looks at the toy curiously, as Brian leans over to Silent, “Does she do that often?”

“It randomly happens? I can’t make heads or tails of it.”

K-2493 will remark, “This one can say that Toy Mistress does do that often enough, that it finds it to be rather peculiar.”

C-1010 smiles, “This one is just pleased to have its fellow toys around. K-2003 is always so busy, that it is nice to see it bringing others here to have a bit of fun.”

“And this one is sure we will,” says K-2003 wiggling its rump as it walks into the living room, “How about we kick this birthday bash with some presents, food, and deliciousness? This one got pizza, for everyone likes pizza, right? Well, it thinks most everyone… unless allergic to pizza, or lactose intolerant. Toy is not sure why anyone would be intolerant against lactose, its not like it hurt anyone… Though there are cheese free pizzas, but one time toy had that, someone said it was cheese with the pizza… how strange.”

Brian leans over to Silent as they both admire the toy’s black rubbery butt as it says side to side, tail hiked, its clitoral hood, pressed tightly around its sex, “Shall we stop it or let it continue its rambling. I saw there was a power right over the belt, should we turn it on and off again?”

She chuckles at the thought, “Naw, let it ramble a bit it’ll be fine.”

K-2493 leans in wrapping its arms around the two, pressing its breasts up against their backs, “It is nice to see both of you again,” it says with a rump wiggle.

“Ah, yes, K-2493, it is nice,” she says with a smile hidden under the mask.

Brian looks at her curiously, “You know this toy?”

The white and pink toy grins fiendishly, “We know each other very well, don’t we Silent?” it says with a loud squeak.

“Well… ah, we do, but not in the way you are thinking.”

“Oh?” he asks, raising an eye ridge, you got me curious.

“We had very close intimate fun, getting to know each other on such a deep personal level, while having to deal with Toy Mistress at every turn, watching our every move, determining our fates at a roll of the dice…” it says as it then mutters, “With some dubious calls if you ask this one.”

Silent blushes a bit, “We played a tabletop game that ran for about a year while toy and I were at the university,” she quickly explains.

“Now, that I would love to be a fly on the wall to see.”

Silent rubs the back of her head, “It will be a campaign that I won’t forget anytime soon. It feels like only a few days ago I was in a session.”

“Maybe you were, time is relative,” says K-2003 with an affirmative nod, offering Brian a plate of pizza.

“Thanks,” replies Brian.

“Toy, I think I clearly know how long it was, and time is relative, but not in that way.”

“Alrighty, would you like a slice?” it asks, offering it to Silent.

“I’d love one toy, thank you, though I might…” she huffs, “Have it in the kitchen.”

“Oh, this one will enjoy eating pizza with you in the kitchen!” it says, grabbing a few plates and walking over to it.

“Ah…” Silent chuckles, “It means well. Happy Birthday again Brian, I’ll spend a moment with K-2003.”

“It’s fine, I still have two other toys to keep me company,” he says with a smile, watching the sergal sink away, her hips swaying with sensual squeak. He takes a moment to admire the view when K-2493 steps into view.

“This one sees you enjoy sergal butts.”

“Well…” he blushes, averting his gaze, “I like the view of a lot of things.”

The sergal runs its claws along the front of his chest, “Do you enjoy the view of this one?” it asks, the toy’s claws gently tracking along his jawline, the toy getting closer.

“V-very much so,” he says with a huff.

It leans in gently, licking across the human’s ear, giving it a gentle bite, “And yet you picked the bird over it?”

He tenses, “I-I was not feeling it at the time,” he shudders a bit, “And wanted something smaller, easier to handle.”

“This one will see how well you can handle this one soon,” it says, giving the ear another bite, tugging at it, with its teeth then lips before letting go.

C-1010 blushes a bit, “This one is always happy to be of service, and will do anything the birthday boy wants,” the toy says with a rump sway, her tail hiked, breasts out as she leans in close, “Perhaps we both can please you while the Toy Mistress is in the kitchen. It’s ready to be used, it’s been such a long time,” it says with a soft moan, gently running its hands along his side.

“Oh fuck…”

K-2493 whispers, “We’ll be doing plenty of that soon, just you wait,” it murrs, gripping the human’s bulge through his cargo shorts, giving his member a gentle fondle, “But first, we have to eat our food so we can have cake, don’t we? This one wants cake, and remember, you are what you eat, and you’ll want this one as sweet as it can be, don’t you Brian?”

He shudders, “Y-yeah. How about we eat some pizza first, and then cake before worrying about anything else,” he says, leaning against the toys as K-2493 pulls him along toward the couch, sitting down and plunking the human into its lap.

The toy’s smooth rubber body caresses along his, as he can’t help but feel the tightness grow in his pants, the plate of pizza in his hands as he looks over at the toy, “Did you want a slice of mine?”

“Hmm, some reason this one agrees heavily with your taste of pizza, you may feed this one,” it states, opening its mouth wide, pressing its head up against his and giving his cheek a playful lick with its forked pink rubber tongue.

He gives the sergal toy some pizza as he shudders, feeling a lick under his butt, while the toy sensually chews the pizza, coiling its tongue around the parts, “Some reason I think you are doing that more purposefully than K-2003 does.”

The toy swallows and whispers into his ear, “Maybe.”

The vixen toy giggles and offers Brian a drink, “Here you go sir. Don’t be afraid to ask this one for anything. Except physical services. It has been told to wait till after the gifts.”

“After the gifts?”

“This one doesn’t want to spoil anything but one could say that you’ll want to be all ready for what is going to be given to you,” it says with a playful giggle.

K-2493 gropes the human’s crotch, “But that doesn’t mean we can’t tease you and get you all prepared for it.”

“Are you like K-2003’s purposefully fiendish alter ego?” he asks with a soft moan, gently bucking into the toy’s hand.

“This one is what it is, nothing more, but can make you be so much less when it wants you to be,” it teases.

“Fuck… I’ll take that as a yes,” he huffs.

It gropes him nice and firmly, “We will… but not yet,” it says with a grin.

“Yup that is definitely a yes,” he huffs as they eat some more till K-2003 comes back with Silent with a big white frosting cake that has “Happy Birthday Brian!” written on it with a single candle that is already lit.

“Sorry, this one forgot to buy candles so just the one will do,” it says placing the cake down in a sensual manner.

Brian winces expecting the toy’s breasts to hit the cake, but it just barely misses with a paper thin margin. The toy stands back up and begins to sing… poorly, which is thankfully covered by everyone else’s far better singing than it.

Brian thinks, “Sheesh who would have thought that K-2003 sings like a cat in heat.”

“Now, please blow out the candle make a wish and we can have cake!” the toy says with an eager rump wiggle.

The human thinks for a moment, “Not sure what I could really wish for, this is one coming true,” he remarks as he blows out the candle,

“Please enjoy the first piece and this one will cut the rest,” says K-2003.

“If it was anyone but a toy in rubber, I’d find having cake from someone naked to be really off putting,” chuckles the human as he cuts a nice slice for himself and K-2003 does the same.

K-2493 gives Brian space to sit and enjoy the cake without interruption while the black and cyan sergal toy cuts a slice for Silent next.

“Here you go, this one hopes you enjoy.”

“Thank you,” she says, holding the plate, about to remove her mask but then looks at Brian, and she blushes a bit, sinking back into the kitchen.

The human looks at her curiously, but with concern, “Are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine,” she yells.

“Okay…”

K-2003 hands the other toys their own slice of cake, “It's fine. She’s just nervous about the lessons this one is going to be giving with you.”

“Lesson?”

“Toy knows you are a near absolute bottom who just loves to be romped, taken, bound, and the like.”

He blushes, “Not completely but… yeah, I am.”

“With your permission, it would love to give Silent some domineering lessons. Of course, it will help her by giving plenty of examples,” it says, taking a long sensual bite out of its cake, the white frosting gliding across its lips, which the toy’s cyan tongue snakes out to coil around and draw it back into its mouth, leaving streaks of white, which the toy has to return several times to slowly clean up, expressing the tongues prehensile nature with each slick.

K-2493 daintily eats its cake as it adds, “This one will also be a model to help Silent reach her potential. This one hears how she can be a fine domme given some practice and a bit more confidence.”

K-2003 nods, “This one completely agrees, it runs in the family.”

Brian quirks an eyebrow about to ask when K-2003 says.

“You don’t mind, do you? This one knows you’d be very happy with everything we got you.”

“Ah, well… No. I don’t mind at all. Does she mind?”

Silent yells from the kitchen, “I don’t mind, but I can hear you all from here.”

K-2003 says, “We sergals have great hearing,” the toy says with an affirmative nod then finishing its cake, slowly licking up the remaining frosting from the paper plate till there was nothing left.

“Uh, K-toy?” says Brian.

“Yes?”

“You have a little frosting on your chest,” he says pointing.

K-2003 tilts its head looking down, “Now how did that little bit of frosting get down there. Waste not want not, as this one sometimes says,” it remarks, grabbing its breast with a loud squeak, pulling it up toward its muzzle as the toy’s cyan tongue slithers out, the forked tongue end flicking across the sleek black rubber, swirling around the bits of frosting as the toy’s claw tips gently caress its hard perky nipples.

Brian shudders, biting his lower lip as he watches the toy, his heart racing as the excitement builds, unable to say anything till the toy finishes, “Ah… I think you got it.”

“Thanks! Sorry about that, this one likes to remain clean for its users,” it says with an affirmative nod, “Now, are you ready for your presents?”

“You’ve already done so much for me. I don’t even know if I should…”

“Oh no, questioning this one. Silent, are you ready to participate in the gift giving?”

The sergal pops out of the kitchen, holding a white envelope, “I am, though I am not sure what to get you, so I got you this,” she says, handing him the birthday card.

“You didn’t have to get me anything, but I thank you,” he says, taking the card from the envelope, reading it. Inside it contained a gift card.

“K-2003 explained to me what happened, and I figured you might need something to help you get by while between paychecks.”

He smiles, “I really appreciate it, thank you.”

“I’m glad. I have a feeling you needed a normal gift.”

Brain quirks an eyebrow, “A normal gift?”

“Nonsense all the gifts are normal!” exclaims K-2003.

K-2493 shakes its head, “Toy Mistress, even this one can see you are the only one who actually thinks that, but they are still a nice gift nonetheless,” it says with a fiendish grin, handing the human its present.

He drums his fingers across the box, looking at the toys, as his mind can only wonder just about what they are talking about, but he has a good idea, which is pretty much spot on when he lifts the lid open to reveal a Toys-4-U golden vibrator remote control butt plug. He clenches his butt cheeks as he picks it up, looking it over, “I figured as much, something like this.”

K-2003 asks happily, “Do you like it?”

Silent blushes at the scene, averting her gaze.

K-2493 says, “This one can tell he likes it, perhaps eager to try it out.”

“Not here… I think… right?” responds Brian.

The white and pink sergal toy chuckles, “Oh you’ll be seeing very soon about that.’

“I appreciate the gift but where’s the remote?”

“In a safe place, for now.”

“Oh boy, I’m not sure I want to know.”

“Why ruin the surprise for you?”

C-1010 holds out her gift, “This one hopes you like it. It had to ask K-2003 what it thought you’d like.”

“I don’t think toys should be going out of their way to buy me gifts, but thank you,” he replies, opening the box to reveal an emerald green mouth gag with black adjustable straps. “I should have known it be something like this.”

C-1010, “It was very helpful in picking out the gifts.”

“I can see that.”

K-2493 adds, “This one thought of its gift on its own.”

K-2003 nods, “That, that one did. It was very adamant about coming to the party. It’s so happy to have such eager toys wanting to help make your day better, isn’t that wonderful?”

Brian catches the pink gaze of the other toy, “Yeah, I am sure that was its only motivation,” he says adjusting his seat, “Is it possible that the toy has the hots for me?”

“This one’s gift is downstairs in the dungeon. But it will say its gift is not so much a gift but a taste of the future.”

“What do you mean by that? Are you going to turn me into a toy?” he asks with a chuckle.

K-2003 gasps, “Oh goodness no. This one would never think of turning a customer into a toy. If that one did that who would be around to use us toys? No one! That be absolutely dreadful. This one only makes high quality toys out of high-quality material,” it says with an affirmative nod.

Silent remarks, “I wouldn’t worry about it. I’ve made similar comments about how life-like the toys are and it says the same thing to me.”

“It’s fine. I guess it's time to go down into the dungeon and see what you’ve gotten me?” Brian asks as he feels a shiver run down his spine, the pink toy’s smile growing wider, “Oh boy, “I’ll need to keep an eye on that one. I seem to draw the possessive types toward me. Not that I mind, I do like strong women in my life.” He thinks as his train of thought is broken by the white and pink sergal toy grabbing his hand, pulling him onto his feet.

“Come, to the dungeon.”

“To the sex dungeon!” exclaims K-2003 with a bounce in its step, leading the way as Silent and C-1010 take up the rear.

The purple sergal toy leans over to the vixen, “Is it too late to back out now?”

C-toy gently holds the sergal’s hand, “You’ll do great. Believe in yourself. If K-2003 does, it knows you will do just fine.”

She smiles, “Thanks.”

The black and cyan sergal toy reveals the wonderful fully stocked sex dungeon with all the top-of-the-line objects to fulfill anyone’s BDSM’s fantasy and one really befitting K-2003 the owner and CEO of the world’s biggest adult sex toy company, “Behold! This is where the magic is going to happen!” The toy says leaping into the center of the rubber padded room, wiggling its rump excitedly as it scampers over to the rubber bondage table where there’s a big white box sitting in the center of the X, like a pirate treasure map, marking the spot.

K-2493 claps, “What brilliant presentation K-2003.”

“Thank you, thank you,” it says, giving a cordial bow, squeaking loudly, butt hiked toward no one but perhaps a very pleased rubber padded hanging vac bed wall, “This one can only hope you are ready to enjoy your next set of gifts,” it continues, standing up with a pleasant smile, “Shall this one grab your gift or will you like to approach the box of mystery and enjoy a taste of what it has prepared for you when times are better?”

Brian chuckles, “I feel like I need a translation on what the toy is getting at.”

Silent sighs in her mask, inflating it, “Her gift is yours but…”

K-2003 gasps, “Not till he opens it! But if you feel he must know now Mi…”

Silent blushes, “No, no, we talked about this toy.”

“Oh, right, this one understands,” it says with a playful wink, “One step at a time. Okay Brian, you may…” the toy looks around, “Where did the human go?”

Silent chuckles, “Behind you.”

K-2493 shakes its head, “Toy Mistress got a little tunnel visioned there.”

Brian meanwhile is having a bit of tunnel vision. The sleek black rubber sergal head with emerald green colors. His excitement builds, not noticing that K-2003 has broken the seal on its sex, filling the room with its devilish arousing aroma. He gently caresses the sergal head, lifting it out of the box, the rest of the suit there just as tantalizing with the same type of D ring cuffs on the toys that surround him. Though the text on his cuffs reads, “Sub Love” with a heart between one set and the other set reads “Bondage sets the heart free”. He turns to the black and cyan sergal toy, “You brought my custom toy suit commission as my birthday gift?”

“Yes and no,” the toy says, “It knows you were excited for it, and we had it done, so giving you the opportunity to enjoy your new birthday suit on your birthday this one thought is a wonderful idea. It is exactly what you’d have wanted. Though it will still have to be bought, but at least you know what you’ll be enjoying for later.”

“Oh, I see…” he remarks admiring the suit, “That is rather odd, but still thoughtful.”

“Welcome!”

K-2493 smirks, thinking, “If he wasn’t so horny he might have thought differently, but given everything else he’s letting it slide. This one sees how you are manipulating him Maker, with your sex unsealed.”

K-2003 leans forward, “This one and Silent will be putting the suit on you, while the others get the room ready for the fun to be had, and what fun we’ll have! Boatloads of fun!”

Brian tenses, clenching his butt cheeks, thinking about that butt plug which is in K-2493’s hands, “Such an interesting choice of words you have there.”

Silent remarks, “I say the same thing to myself all the time. I don’t think toy realizes the implications of all that it says… and perhaps does, but it means while and does its best, and I admire it for it.”

“I do too,” replies Brian.

“This one does try, and it hopes Silent you don’t mind helping this one suit the human up. Being to help your submissive get into the role as a sub, helping put the gear on really helps exemplify the relationship between the sub and dom. Showing trust, helping and to get a read on your sub, their level of nervous and eagerness. Get a baseline on the fun you’re about to have, as it is about mutual enjoyment in the end as you’ll both get something out of it.”

Silent takes a deep breath, the filters doing little to avoid the toy’s intoxicating aroma as she catches sight of it, “Toy, you don’t have to do that to calm me down by getting me all hot and bothered. I can do this without that aid…” she thinks, as he grabs the cuffs from the box, “Do you mind if we put these off to the side for now?”

Brian shakes his head, “I don’t mind at all.”

K-2003 gently baps Brian on the head.

“Hey, what was that for?”

“You need to speak properly to Mistress Silent. A good sub should know his place.”

He feels blood rush through his cheeks, “Sorry Mistress. I’ll do better.”

“That’s better, but to this one it's Toy Mistress. As this one is a simple toy. Silent is just Mistress, or Mistress Silent, whatever Mistress Silent prefers.”

Silent blushes, squirming a little bit in her rubber catsuit, “Mistress will be fine. We don’t have to make this all complicated, right Toy?”

K-2003 nods, “Got it!” it says with a rump wiggle.

K-2493 says, “This one is going to make sure all the equipment is in working order as you set him up.”

C-1010 bows with a squeak, “This one will get all the supplies necessary for a fun and delightful time.”

“This one is glad to hear it,” says K-2003 leaning close to Brian, gently running its hands across his chest, “Now, does the birthday boy want to get down to his birthday suit by himself or does he need a little help?”

He shudders, feeling the toy’s warmth through his shirt, “As much as I like the idea…” he says, pondering the thought for a moment, looking up at the toy’s glowing cyan eyes. The sergal toy so much bigger than him, his mind being torn asunder by the option, like it’s a life and death decision, “Fuck it, go ahead and do it.”

“Oh, you’ll be fucking it very soon,” it says with a tease and wink.

Silent blushes while K-2493 rolls its eyes.

K-2003 looks over its shoulder at Silent, who stands there unsure what she has to do, “Relax for a moment silent, and let this one show you some moves.”

Silent shakes her head, “Toy, there is one thing that anyone will have trouble doing is relaxing with you when you’re in the zone.”

“This one is in a basement, it's no zone… well house zoning technically…” it says rubbing its chin and as Brian is looking at the toy curiously with the “What the?” look on his face, the sergal gently gropes his butt, stiffening him up right quick, “Now, where was this one? Right. Getting you down to knickers and beyond.”

K-2493 remarks, “Sheesh, someone really needs to check your language protocols Toy Mistress. There’s some crossed wires or something.”

K-2003 says its rump, “This one has no wires to be crossed. It’s all rubber,” it says with a nod and then a quick rump wiggle, reaching under the human’s shirt, gently caressing up his soft smooth well-shaven chest.

Brian shudders, as the toy’s claws gently scratch across his front, running a fine line between delightful and ticklish. Then the claw tips run across his nipples, gently running circles around them before poking the nip with its claw.

“Please, raise your arms, that will make this so much easier. And you want to make it easier for this one, otherwise it won’t go easy on you,” it teases, leaning in close, licking across the human’s ear whispering, “Or perhaps you want this one not to… Either way the choice is yours.”

“Fuck…,” he mutters, raising his arms, “Yes Toy Mistress.”

K-2003 grins, “That’s a good boy,” she states, the toy shifting its grasp to caress the human’s sides, lifting up his shirt as it follows along with the human’s body, while it off putting explains to Silent, “Though we need to establish a safe word, which is normally done before we begin. It’s good to give your sub some choices depending on the dynamic. Some prefer none at all, and if a sub is having trouble with simple decisions, it's alright to make it for them once you’ve established your safe word and what you both want to get out of it.”

Silent nods, “And why didn’t you this time toy?”

K-2003 grins, “This one can get a little carried away and it wants to teach you, “So, Brian, what’s your safe word?” it asks, lifting the shirt fully from the lithe human’s body.

He tenses and relaxes, “Well I trust you and your experience toy. So, I’m going to politely decline my safe word.”

“Oh, what a curious one, Politely decline, this one thinks it can work with that. A little long though, this one likes skittles if you ask this one, though you didn’t, so it was unsolicited…” The toy says as it goes off into one of its ponderings.

Silent raises her hand, “Toy, I don’t think that is what he was meaning…” she says, lowering her hand as she waves it off, “Never mind.”

K-2493 thinks, “How did such a good toy become our Maker and owner of all of us? This one can’t just figure it out.”

K-2493 feels a tingle along its back, hearing its Maker’s voice in the back of its mind, caressing its thoughts, guiding its thinking towards what a good toy that it is.

“Toy is a good toy.”

“Toy loves to serve.”

“Toy loves to obey.”

“Toy’s Maker is K-2003.”

“Toy’s owner is K-2003.”

“It loves to please its Maker.”

“A good toy serves.”

“A good toy obeys.”

“A good toy is creative in its serve.”

“Toy is a good toy.”

K-2493 mutters under its breath, “Toy is a good toy.”

K-2003 exclaims, “That you are K-2493,” it murrs as its now kneeling before the human, hands gently caressing his buttocks, fingers rolling along it as it runs its angular muzzle against the bulge pressing back up against it, “And this one knows you are going to be a good sub, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes Toy Mistress, I am.”

“Wonderful,” the toy says, nuzzling the crotch, squeezing his butt a little firmer, “Even though this one is in a bottom position it is still holding the power, which makes it.”

Silent answers, “A power bottom. Toy you know I am not new to it, just inexperienced,” she says with a huff.

“Then don’t be afraid to stand over this one and gently rub the human’s chest. Show him a bit of love. Some dominance as this one works to get these dastardly pants off. Though buttons are always fun to undo hands free.”

“Please God, go hands free.”

K-2003 giggles, “No need to ask any higher power than this one,” it says, licking across the human’s bulge, the forked tongue flicking across the cloth as it steadily makes his way toward the button, coiling around it as it slowly draws it closer to its mouth. It gently bites and works the button with ease. The toy’s grip grows stronger, fingers slipping into the pockets as the button is undone and now it's steadily undoing the zipper.

Silent blushes at the toy’s moves, looking over the human through her mask, feeling a little comfortable as he leans forward, “You don’t mind if I join in, right?”

Brian grunts, feeling each tooth of his zipper get undone, his boxers being pushed out as his arousal throbs even harder, “Go right head please, Mistress. Enjoy yourself.”

Silent blushes harder, “I may have practiced with toy, but an actual person… someone of a different species…” she thinks, pushing past her doubts, the pit forming in her stomach as she touches the human. His smooth skin was not quite what she was expecting yet at the same time it's so familiar like touching the palm of her hands but all over. She gently massages and rubs the human’s body, “Just do it like toy showed you. And go with what feels natural. He’ll let you know if you are doing something off.”

“Oh yes…” moans Brian.

She swallows a lump in her throat, “You are such a needy sub, aren’t you?”

“Yes, so needy.”

“Love Mistress touch?”

“Yes Mistress,” he replies, arching his back, pressing into those soft hands that have never known a hard-working day in their lives. It makes him tingle with joy, feeling how strong they are, yet gentle. The claws running across his skin, skipping across it every so often as the purple sergal simply gets a feel for his body, grunting loudly as K-2003 pulls his pants and boxers down in one quick go, his member flinging free, bouncing like a diving board after a swimmer has jumped from it, smacking against the toy’s rubber smooth muzzle.

“Oh, look like someone is happy to see this one,” it says, giving a gentle lick across the human’s length, the toy working the human’s shorts all the way down, grabbing his socks along the way as it looks up at Silent, “Push him onto his butt, show him that you re boss, that you are the top sergal here.”

“Somehow I think you are that toy,” she says with a blush, tensing as K-2003’s head bumps up along her crotch, making her moan into the mask but also adds a little umph into her push as the human sits back onto the bondage bed just as the toy pulls the human’s clothes off in one quick motion.

“Impossible, you are standing over this one, that makes you on top!” it exclaims.

K-2493 rolls her eyes.

Silent checks over the human, “Are you alright?”

“More than fine,” Brian replies, into her two-colored eyes as he then glances down at the toy, meeting its cyan glow, “Good thing you are here. This toy is very devious.”

K-2003 grins.

Silent chuckles, “You can say that twice.”

“That toy is very devious.”

Silent huffs.

“Sorry, K-2003’s personality rubs off on me just a little bit… I couldn’t help it.”

Silent gently pats him on the head, “It’s alright. I’ll punish you for that poor humor soon enough,” she says in a smirk.

“Silent is rather good with her punishments. This one has been helping her on that,” it says as it stands up, grabbing the sergal suit.

Silent blushes even harder, “More like you give me plenty of reasons to punish you… as hard as it is to do so.”

“Don’t worry, this one is giving you plenty of practice to get better,” it says with a squeaky rump wiggle.

“T-toy, that is not what I mean.” Her rubber mask expanded.

“Come Mistress, we have to get our sub into the suit.”

The sergal tenses a little looking at the human, then back at the toy, “R-right Toy Mistress. We will work together.”

“Yay, this one was hoping you’d say that,” it says with a big lipped grin, crouching down before the human.

Silent sits next to the toy as the toy folds the suit back, opening the inside, revealing the emerald green colored rubber inside, opening the suit with relative ease.

“You really know how to handle your latex, don’t you toy?” asks Silent.

“Of course, this one lives and breathes latex… well not actual latex, more that there are latex particles in the air that gives it that rubber aroma, that is what it's breathing in, smelling too.”

K-2493 gently caresses the butt plug, thinking, “Soon,” while shaking its head at the Maker’s antics.

Silent gently pets K-2003’s head, “Yes toy, I understand. How about we suit this human into a sexier form. You said this was a sergal suit?”

“Of course, and this one may be bias but sergals are some of the best looking, even if all are good looking in this one’s book,” it says with a rump wiggle, which squeaks loudly as the toy rests its but on its feet, looking over at the human, and then Silent where it clears its throat, “Mistress, shouldn’t you tell our sub something? We are here to give him guidance. He wants to feel the loss of control and power in a way that feels good and comfortable.”

Silent tilts her head as then the thought hits her, “Right, right.” She turns her attention to the human, as she gets a good look at his raging hard-on, “So they do look like that,” she thinks as she softly commands, “Feet up.”

“Yes Mistress,” he says, doing so, wiggling his toes as he looks into the green void, which soon consumes his feet. The sergal toy pulls the rubber along his body, sliding the latex across his form. The smooth rubber teasing him. It’s so cool, refreshing, yet it feels even better as more of its slid up his body. The weight of the tail dragged up along the front, his legs parted by the rubber sleeves as it reaches his crotch. His cock throbs against the latex, pushed against his body as the toy plots the excess part of the suit into his lap.

“Hold,” the toy says, sultry, yet domineeringly.

“Y-yes Toy Mistress,” he grabs onto the latex, shuddering at the feel, watching the two rubber beauties before him. The actual sergal caresses his foot, guiding it down till his foot pops into the compartment, his toes spread, massaging the sides of each toe as it gives greater contact and control with the sergal foot.

K-2003 whispers just loudly enough for Silent to hear, “You are doing great. Keep it up. Just like this one showed you.”

Silent smiles, “Thanks,” she whispers back, running her hand along the human’s calf, smoothing out, pulling the rubber up as he uses both hands to help remove any wrinkles. The sergal admires the toy beside her. By the time she gets to the human’s knee, she’s already caressing the human’s thigh.

“You’re doing great,” the toy whispers.

Silent blushes, hearing the toy easy enough even through the mask, “I’m trying,” she whispers back looking back up at the human, “S-stand… please,” she commands.

Brian shivers as he’s leaning back, losing himself in the moment. The two pairs of warm hands gliding across his rubber covered skin, the sweet sounds of squeaks filling his ears, and the command, tender, loving in that muffled voice, “As you wish Mistress.”

As the human pushes himself off the bed, leaning into the rubber sergal feet, which grip even tighter around his feet and legs, Silent feels a tingle run down her spine. Something about the human’s words caress her mind, exciting her further, and she knows deep down it's more than just the toy’s arousing aroma. Her heart thrums even faster as the excitement builds. She squeezes the human’s muscular thigh, pulling and smoothing the rubber, “Good boy.”

It’s then Silent takes notice of the type of sergal suit this is, “Oh, a herm, suit?”

Brian blushes, “Y-yeah. I like both, hard to make up my mind, so why not?”

K-2003 brushes its tail against Silent's latex clad tail, “Do you want to handle the front or the back fitting.”

Silent tilts her head, “Front or the… front, definitely the front.”

“Got it, this one is really good with butts,” it says, reaching around, giving Brian’s butt a squeeze, turning him around so the two sergals can flank him.

K-2003 slides the latex up Brian’s body, squeezing and kneading the human’s butt as it does so, pulling the rubber up and then its breasts press up against the human’s backside, pinning the latex against hsi behind, “A little warning,” the toy says as it digs two fingers into its own rubbery sex, a soft moan escapes its lips as its digits get soaked in its semi-translucent cyan juices.

Brian’s attention is turned toward the purple sergal, his member unable to get soft even if he wanted it too, which at this moment would do everything in his power not to have that happen. He tenses, taking a deep breath as the sergal grips his length, going nice and slow as she adjusts the latex, pulling it over his member and slipping the rubber into place, “Hmm, fuck,” he groans.

Silent looks up at him with concern in her eyes, “Everything alright?”

He nods, “Everything is FINE!” he exclaims as K-2003 slips its fingers into his butt, pushing the rubber reverse condom deep into his not so prepared hole.

K-2003 runs its fingers in a circle inside the human’s butt then pulls out, “This one did warn you.”

“I-I was a little distracted,” he replies.

“You gotta pay attention,” the toy says with an affirmative nod, giving the human’s butt a firm squeeze as it stands up, grinding its breasts across his back side, slowly caressing the human’s hips as it pulls the latex up along his body.

Brian huffs, but then tenses again as Silent, caresses length, pushing the rubber down around his member, till an emerald green sergal shaped cock is poking out at her. For once he’s glad the sensation is partially muted otherwise he might have been put over the edge by now. He clenches the plug deep in his rear, feeling a second run along his snatch, where the female vent of his hermaphrodite sergal suit. The hefty rubber breasts now make up the majority of the suit’s weight, not supported directly by him as they are slowly pulled into place.

Silent takes a moment to adjust and get everything in place, sliding the faux rubber sergal hood out of the way, yet the sight and feel of it makes her own twist and wiggle against the latex suit, making her tense in delight. She slows her breathing, keeping her calm as she asks, “How does that feel? Everything where it should be?”

“I think so, hard to tell when everything feels wonderful,” he replies, leaning against the sergal toy, loving those soft squishy mounds against his upper back, “If I can just lean back just enough they’d make wonderful neck pillows,” he ponders, leaning further back as K-2003 pulls the front of the suit up, making everything else that much tighter.

K-2003 holds the suit nice and firm and looks over at Silent, who is caressing the human’s sides, making him squirm to her touch. The toy clears its throat, “Mistress, what should happen next?”

“Oh, yes. Arms into the suit,” she commands.

“With pleasure Mistress,” he responds, sliding his arms into that wonderful green emerald dream land. The latex caresses against his human skin. He fills out the flappy rubber, giving it the life that it so deserves, fulfilling its purpose. He leans forward away from those delightfully tantalizing chest pillows, leaning into another level of bliss as air rushes out of the suit, latex caresses more of his sides, chest, the faux breasts bouncing against his own, growing steadily tighter as the sergal toy pulls the rubber around his shoulders.

Silent moves to massage and push the latex down across the human’s arm, gripping his hands to get the latex gloves to fit in perfectly like its namesake. She caresses one arm at a time, rolling the latex smooth with a delightful squeak. Her bare hands feeling the wonderful smooth rubber, reminding her of the suit she’s in, and how delightful it is, getting a taste of what it must be like to have so little hair to get in the way of the bliss of the smooth rubber. She looks into the human’s eyes, seeing how needy and aching he is. Bliss is swirling within them as she shifts to the other arm.

K-2003 smiles, pulling the suit tighter back and around the human, pinching the latex close together as it gets ready to use the Toys-4-U patented press n’ seal technology. “You’re both doing great.”

“Thank you Toy Mistress,” they say in unison.

Silent blushes at the fact.

Brian shivers as he feels the heft of the rubber breasts against him, the wet sensation as the sergal toy steadily seals his plain ol’ human self away into the delightful black abyss of rubber, “Please, don’t stop.”

Silent speaks interrupting K-2003, “We don’t intend to. You’re going to make such a cute sergal,” she softly murrs, watching the latex shift and glide across the human, making him look all the more like a sergal herself, even adding height to him to bring him more in line with the two sergals. She massages his arms running her fingers along his armpits as the air is sucked from within the suit making the latex contour with his body.

“A man couldn’t wish for more. Two lovely girls massaging over my body, caressing me. Doing everything they can to make me feel good… why do I feel like I have eyes drilling in the back of my head though.” Thinks Brian just as he catches movement out of the corner of his eye, the silver and pink sergal eyeing him, “Thank you Mistress,” he says with a soft needy moan, his rubber bound length twitching and throbbing, ready to be utilized as he’s helpless against the two fine large and in charge women.

K-2003 gently runs its claws along the smooth seamless rubber back, “Now, sweet sub, are you ready to get your head put on? This one can just feel it in your body how much you enjoy getting head, and we will be happy to give it to you.”

Silent caresses Brian’s side, the rubber providing the barrier to push her to caress and massage his rubber clad body, “Uh…” she says, shaking off the thought, “That one has to be on purpose, I am just sure of it.” she thinks.

“Yes Mistresses, I am ready to receive my head,” he huffs, squirming within the toy’s grasps. Unsure where to put his hands part of him wishing that decision was whisked away from him, but his heart thrums in delight as soon enough that will be taken from him and his fall will be complete, as soon as the suit is fully adorning his body.

“Now, who should do it? This one? Silent? Both? Or would you like the honors Brian?” the toy asks pressing its breasts up against the back of the human’s head.

Silent tenses, feeling a surge of delight the power of the moment filling her as she brings her rubber clad bust closer to the human, admiring how he squirms between herself and the toy, “He’s so cute squirming like that,” she thinks, her excitement building up with each intoxicating breath.

“Anyway, you’d like.”

K-2003 licks across the human’s ear, “As you wish.”

He replies with a needy moan, “Wow you can really have it your way.”

K-2003 smacks the human’s butt, giving it a squeeze, “Oh, no, no. We can’t say that. It’s trademarked.”

Brian shudders and groans, “Oh, how about, you really can have your way with me?”

K-2003 wiggles its rump, “That works!”

Silent chuckles, thinking, “Toy, I think you are being overly cautious with your newfound education.”

“May this one do it Toy Mistress,” K-2493 interjects.

K-2003 leans forward, pushing its breasts against Brian’s head, causing a loud squeak as it looks over to its fellow toy, “You’d like to? Even though you didn’t help put on the suit?”

“With the lovely vaginal maw in that suit, this one has a few fun thoughts it would like to try. You and Silent may do the cuffs and collar as the human squirms underneath this one like the submissive pet that he is,” it says with a devious grin.

“Well… this one doesn’t mind if Mistress Silent doesn’t mind.”

The purple sergal blushes, “I certainly don’t toy. I’m rather curious about what she has in mind. It’s good to learn from a plethora of people.”

“Plethora? What a lovely word! We can have a plethora of fun with this!”

Silent chuckles, “Perhaps toy’s orgy and buttloads of fun were happenstance.”

“And together with our plethora of experiences, we can have a climatic experience with one another, it just knows it's going to be orgasmic!”

“Never mind,” she thinks.

The white and pink sergal toy slinks over to the trio, running its claws along the sergal head, “This one sure it will be for all those involved, especially if they are good submissives, listening to their Toy Mistresses and Mistress alike,” it says, giving Brian a playful wink.

K-2003 wiggles its rump, “Oh, are you saying you want to be a bit more dominant his evening sweet toy of this ones?”

It smirks, “Yes Toy Mistress, you can say that with your permission.”

“Granted,” it says with a nod.

“How wonderful, now…” it says, gently caressing a claw along Silent’s back, “If you don’t mind Silent, this one will need your spot.”

The purple sergal feels a shiver of delight run through her, “Yes, of course, don’t mind me,” she says, stepping to the side, admiring the two toys as the pink one gently caresses the rubbery sergal hood in its hands, “I don’t even remember seeing it pick that up.”

The toy’s pink glowing eyes catch the humans as it brings up the sergal head with its latex eyes, “There are so much one can see in another’s eyes, and this one can see the need. The desire, the urge to be taken, controlled, and lovingly abused. It saw it when we first met. When you left it wanting, but no matter,” the toy says, as it runs its claws along the human’s face with one hand while holding the hood up like a puppet in the other, “You’ll be left wanting so much more soon enough,” it says with a grin.

Brian bites his lower lip, his body already aching, on the precipice of a climatic release within his loins if only given enough stimuli, and now a toy that feels more fiendish as much as one can be devilish as K-2003 itself. His moans are soon muffled by the toy’s protruding fingers that slip into his mouth.

“Suck,” it commands.

The human licks across the latex, curling his lips around those long fingers, bobbing his head along them as his hands are left wandering what to do next. The fingers push in deep, into the back of his throat, quick, short, before his body could react, leaving him squirming about to have his gag reflex take over before the toy pulls it away.

“Good boy. Good toy. When you’re wearing that, you’ll be almost like us toys here, just even lower. A toy’s toy.”

He moans and nods.

“Say it toy.”

“A toy’s toy,” he responds, his words muffled as K-2493’s claws never fully left his mouth.

“Good toy,” it says, turning to look into the sergal hood’s face, “A vaginal maw. How lovely. You just really want to be a fuck slut, don’t you?”

“Yesh.”

“Good toy. This one thinks you need a proper slutty maw, one that tastes of the sergal toy sex. In order to properly fit the role. Here, let this one get it ready for you,” it says, slipping the hood between its legs. The sergal toy’s pink clit hood slipping into the vaginal maw, goating the insides with its normal mundane toy juices, slathering it with its warm essence as it thrusts itself upon the hood, “A good well lubed up hole is essential for any toy, wouldn’t you say?”

“Yesh.”

“Yes what?” it asks, leaning in close.

“Yesh Toy Mistress,” he moans.

K-2493 continues to flood the maw with its juices, while K-2003 admires its toy’s work, “What a lovely thought. A good way to help them sink into the mindset. It’s all a mix between the physical and the psychological. Helping your submissive sink into the headspace they are longing for. They are intertwined like a Twizzlers, one part needing the other,” it explains to Silent.

“I don’t think I’ll see a Twizzlers the same way ever again,” she thinks as she nods, “Yes toy, I can see what you mean,” she replies as her arousal remains high, her body screaming to join in, yet she restrains her urges, tempers them, enjoying how they grow, yet she remains in command of her own body, and her lustful desires, which makes her heart pound ever faster.

K-2493 moans lustfully, licking its lips, pushing its breasts forward into the human’s face. It caresses the back of his head, pulling him closer to it, “Just a bit more and you’ll be ready to… as the other Toy Mistress puts it… give you your head.”

Brian is pulled into heaven. The rubber mounds pressing up against his face, smooth sleek shaven skin against smooth sleek rubber. He continues to suckle the fingers which force him to lift his head, looking up at the sergal like he’s a fish on a hook. And like a fish he tries to continue to enjoy the worming fingers in his mouth as the toy pulls it out with a loud pop.

“Such an eager fuck slut, and you are going to do great,” says K-2493, grabbing the hood with both hands, opening the inside to reveal the sleek emerald green rubber inside.

The last piece of the puzzle that will make the human disappear and give life to the eager fuck toy slut that has been shackled down by his simple body, bound to be set free. He opens his mouth wide, ready to accept the sergal mouth into his own. The heavy scent of latex wafting over him that he could almost taste it and as the K-2493 pulls the hood over his head. His hair is pulled back as the sound of latex squeaks and creaks around him. He leans into the hood, accepting it as latex pushes past his lips and into his mouth. The firm molding vaginal maw forces his mouth open as the latex is made to fit his teeth seemingly to perfection.

“Almost there. Almost at true fuck slut of a toy,” teases the white and pink sergal as it runs its thumbs along the human’s jawline, caressing his face through the latex as it adjusts the hood to make sure it fits perfectly before shoving those same thumbs into the human’s hungering mouth, “This one just has to make sure everything fits just right.”

Brian groans, suckling on the thumbs as they push in the toy juices that have been lingering within his new maw. He tastes the toy’s sweet essence on his tongue, mixing with the latex, it itself latex. The flavors how to describe, but can’t deny the mingling of sweetness and sweet, delicious kink, amplifying both to new heights. He swallows down the fluid which leaves him wanting even more, his vision blinded for only a moment starts to come back as the hood is aligned.

“There we go,” it says pulling the thumbs out of the human’s maw with a loud pop once it made sure everything was lined up, “Are you ready to be sealed in there like the good toy that you are? The lustful needy fuck slut that you deserve to be?”

“Yesh,” he moans his cock jumping at the words, pre-cum filling his length, wanting to break free but can’t get past the latex capping him off.

“Good fuck slut, now to seal you in,” it says, running its finger around the neck, the press n’ seal technology merging the hood within the body and within moments of that completing the suit’s emerald green eyes softly glow, the latex shifts and moves around the human squeezing him more.

He moans, his voice becoming lighter, sultrier with along the entire long-drawn-out moan. Every inch of his body is squeezed, and made to contour the suit, or the suit to contour him or perhaps a little bit of both. It’s hard to tell as the liens blur, feeling skintight, yet also giving that iconic sergal body, burying the human inside, binding his species away under the strength and prowess of another, one that is so much sexier and delightful than his own.

“Kneel fuck slut,” K-2493 commands.

“Yes Toy Mistress,” he replies, his voice cracking, finishing the conversion as he sounds like a real good slutty girl, falling to his knees with a loud squeak, tail hiking as it feels to be part of him, swaying, adjusting helping him keep balance as he finds a use for his hands, to caress the sergal’s thighs and butt.

“Service this one while you get geared up.”

“Yes Toy Mistress,” he says, leaning in, his human nostrils flare, the suit mimicking, as the aroma of the toy’s sweet, sexy, latex sex rushes in. The toy’s clit hood licks across his vaginal lips as he presses those lips against it, slurping down what he can as the clit hood guides and commands him.

K-2003 looks over to silent, “Would you care to set the toy up with its gear? We can’t have the toy have so much fun naked now. It would set a bad precedent,” it says with an affirmative nod.

Silent chuckles, “Toy, I think that’s the least of any toy or anyone’s worry right now,” she says with a smirk, taking a deep breath, her rubber gas mask deflating, as the filters his. She grabs the cuffs, attaching the ankles on first, running her finger across them once in place, the press n’ seal technology binding the cuffs to the suit and within moments the emerald green text glows brightly with the devilish custom phrases.

The D-ring cuffs jingle as Silent works to get each one in place. Latex squeaks loudly as the human moans, which makes her feel a delightful flutter within her. She tenses, her sex so hot, bothered, wanting, breaking down her mental barriers as she feels comfortable, surrounded by latex beings as far as she can see, “I think all those tabletop sessions made me really comfortable around toys,” she ponders, placing the wrist cuffs into place, before topping the human with the collar.

As Silent runs her finger around the collar, it binds with the suit. The human within feels the grip of it, like a choker collar, making him feel a rush of delight as he drives his vaginal maw muzzle deep between the toy’s blissful white thighs. He shudders in delight, keeping one hand on the K-2493’s butt, giving it a firm squeeze, kneading it while caressing and massaging his own breaths, which transfer the pleasure to his chest, adding to the sensation that these breasts are his own. That he has wonderful black rubbery mounds eager to be squeezed, taken, used, abused for all they are worth. He shudders as Silent gently runs her fingers across his back. He hikes his butt, his cock twitching with delight as he can’t stand it anymore, reaching further south, across his delicate belly, to his needy length. His faux female sex twitches and squeezes with his body, giving a faint sensation of a functioning female bit, the thought of which lingers in the back of the human’s mind, which further drives him wild.

The weight of the cuffs, the tight binding, the sensation as the D rings smack against his body, the sound of the jingle. All of it is a wonderful orchestra of sexual kinky bliss that drives down deep what a kinky fuck slut he’s becoming. He squeezes his length, the loud squeak, the momentum of his cuffs that follow each stroke while his face is buried between those wonderful white thighs, a wonderful dichotomy mix of his black rubbery angular muzzle that feels like it was made for this moment. The toy’s stroking hands through its faux green hair, pressing his muzzle tighter against it.

“Now fuck slut, who said you get to touch yourself? You should remain pent up like the good slut.”

Brian moans, “But… it’s my birthday,” he groans.

K-2493 smirks, “This one does…”

K-2003 interjects, “This is true, it is his birthday and birthdays are very important. It’s the day a wonderful user has come into this world to be creative, experience joy, life in itself, a miracle upon this world, and what gives us toys purpose to please and serve. Let him have this one. After that, taste of heaven, we’ll be oh so sinful and send him to the depravity of hell that he so desires.” K-2003 says it with such conviction and delight, emphasizing certain words, yet going about it in such a gleeful manner that it's almost mind boggling how it does it.

Silent shakes her head, “A strange poet. You always had your own unique way with words. That took me a while to get used to back in college,” she thinks, looking over at the vixen toy as it cleans and polishes some of the equipment, “Are you doing well?”

The vixen toy purrs, and gives a squeaky bow, “This one is doing wonderful. It is eager to see both users enjoying themselves and see its fellow toy being such a wonderful toy helping the others,” C-1010 with a smile.

The purple sergal smiles, “I am very glad to hear that. You’re such a wonderful toy just like K-2003.”

She smiles, “Hearing that especially from you.”

Silent’s ear twitches, as he tenses just a little bit. She averts her gaze for a moment, unsure what to say when K-2493 moans in complaint.

“Come on, Toy Mistress. He loves to be kept pent up.”

K-2003 leans in close, gently running its claw along K-2493’s breasts, giving it a firm tender squeeze, “This one knows, but birthday boy gets to cum like any good user deserves on such a special day,” the toy’s claw tips push into the other toy’s pink rubbery nipples, “Let him cum or…” it leans in close, licking across the sergal’s ear, whispering so quietly that only the sergals in the room could hear as it sultry says, “This one will lock your ability to do so.”

The toy shudders, “You can’t threaten this one with a good time, but it is a good toy and will obey Toy Mistress,” she replies, caressing the back of Brian’s head.

The human is lost in his moment, rubbing harder, thrusting faster against his tightly grip. He sees both sergals over him, touching, teasing, playing with one another. K-2003 leaning in close, the two toys’ breasts squeeze and rub against one another with a loud squeak. The sounds and tribulations that his head isn’t there to feel the embrace of both toys is absolutely maddening and it is worth it. The rubber suit responds positively to his needs, edging him closer and closer. The pressure builds up within his loins, the dam about to break when suddenly…

His hips take over, primal thrusting that has led to his very creation and all those that came before. His essence shoots through his length, spurting from his length with such ease and naturalism that one would think that he’s always been a rubber sergal toy. His essence hits ground, staining the clean rubber padded floor. More of his white juice oozes out of his length and his moans are muffled by those wonderful thighs. He drinks down the nectar of the domineering toy, shivering from the gentle pets caressing the back of his head that keep.

K-2493 lustfully moans, caressing the new sergal slut’s head, “Good toy. Very good toy. Now get on your hands and knees and clean up your mess.”

Brian pants, pulling away as he is steadily brought back to reality, “Ahhh…” he shudders, despite his climax his length is still throbbing, his body knows what his mind does not, that there is more than just this one blissful release to come.

The white and pink sergal smirks, “You heard this one. You made a mess of Toy Mistress’ wonderfully clean floors and you should clean up after yourself.”

He shivers and nods, “Y-yes Toy Mistress.” He looks down at his spunk, swallowing a lump in his throat. His body is torn between what it’s going to taste like, and how wonderfully degrading the moment is. He gets onto all fours, hiking his rump, extending his clit hood shaped tongue and gives a lick, tasting his salty rubber flavored sexual aftermath, muscling down his initial reaction as his sinks even further.

“No, no, do it better… more sensually.”

K-2003 slides around its fellow toy, giving its butt a firm squeeze, pressing its breasts against the toy’s back as it licks across its ear, “Why don’t you show it. After all, you’re a prime example of a slutty toy. You should be able to show as well as tell the sergal fuck slut how to do it,” it says with a devilish grin.

It shudders, pressing its body up against its Maker, “Y-yes Toy Mistress.” It bites its lower lip, its sex quivering at the thought. It slips onto all fours, hiking its butt up, breasts pressed against the floor, “Here, let this one show you how to do it lustfully. Embrace how much you want it, need it, thankful for being able to enjoy yourself,” it explains. The toy’s forked tongue slithers out of its maw, slowly caressing along the ground, swirling around a streak of human essence, pulling it into its maw, where it savors it before swallowing with an over the top gulp. “Then go over it again to make sure not a spec is left,” it continues wiggling its tongue over the area, “Like so.”

Brian moans, his arousal already building from the visual, physical and olfactory teasing. His mind swims in the sea of sex as he dives headfirst into the role spreading his legs, letting that cock throb in the air, showing off the twin rubbery green holes as he licks slowly across the rubber ground.

K-2003 crouches beside both toys, watching over them, “Good, good, you are both doing good. Keep showing him how to be a good slut, and you keep licking till this one or Mistress Silent says to stop.”

The purple sergal’s ears twitch, “What, me?”

K-2003 nods, “Knowing when to make the sub stop is important. Wouldn’t you agree?”

She smiles, nodding, “I would say so toy,” she says, petting C-1010 on the head before going back to the other three, walking around them as she takes it in, admiring both rubber sergal’s raised butts as they lick away, “I think that’s good.”

The black and cyan sergal toy giggles, “Say it with conviction.”

She huffs into her rubber gas mask, “That’s enough, you’ve both done well,” she states.

“Thank you Mistress,” They reply in unison.

Brian blushes, his member throbbing harder, his rear clenching on the rubber hole shoved nice and deep, looking at the sergal as he catches the one beside him eyeing him maliciously.

K-2003 stands up with a loud squeak, “How about we do some lessons on domination and teasing on the bondage horse? This one knows it's a great teaching tool for you Silent.”

The purple sergal turns her attention to it, “It is toy?”

“Yup! Trust this one on that.”

“Sure, we can have this…” she looks down at Brian, feeling the words swell up in her throat as she pushes them out, “Fuck slut, what a needy slut he is.”

Brian shudders and thrusts into the air with a loud squeak, “Please Mistress, do what you want with me.”

“Wait till spoken to unless it's necessary, slut.”

“Y-yes Mistress.”

Silent grins, feeling a rush, “Good slut.”

K-2003 wiggles its rump, “Wonderful. C-1010, can you help this one get the bondage ready?”

“As you wish,” it replies with a squeaky bow.

Silent gently pets both rubber sergals kneeling before her, “Good toy… good slut,” she purrs, sinking into character, feeling the blocks in her mind slowly become whittled away.

Brian leans into the touch, sinking deeper, letting the binds of arousal latch onto his mind, limiting his thoughts to the needy slut he’s eagerly and desperately wanting to be.

All the while K-2493 leaning into the sergal Mistress’ touch thinks, “This one is going to have so much fun with you…” The toy eyes Brian, “It still has to really show you what a wonderful gift it's given you for your birthday.”