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Excitement, trepidation, wonder, unbridled sexual lust. Months of discussion, a boatload of money, and a lot of persistence finally paid off, or at least so she hoped as she drove into the Toys-4-U megastore parking lot. A thin layer of snow covered the ground, making the nearby trees look like a winter wonderland, though it made the unpaved road into the forest where the store is a bit treacherous. But the drive was worth it. Her latex clad avian claws drummed across the steering wheel. Her orange-red feather chest fluffed as the anthropomorphic bird felt her heart flutter with joy, “Today is the day,” she chirped as she stepped out of the car, wearing a casual amount of latex, caring little for the cold no matter how revealing her latex clothing is as her feathers keep her plenty warm in this weather.

Dressed warm and looking in charge are a pair of dinosaurs placed on the ends of automatic sliding glass doors. The one on the right is a buff anthropomorphic brown scaled triceratops, the other is a large green scaled anthropomorphic T-rex, who is extra bundled up for the cold, but has a look of determination.

The avian chirps hello to both of them, as she steps through the doors, hearing the famed greeting of the greeting toys.

“Hello! Welcome to Toys-4-U’s first super megastore. Please don’t hesitate to ask this one or any toy for assistance. We are here for you!” The female hermaphrodite toy, of black and dark blue rubber chirps hello. The toy’s wings spread out as it bows, squeezing its breasts together, pushing them out toward the bird.

The avian chirps happily, her light grey-blue eyes admiring the fellow avian, pillaging the bird with her gaze, “Yes, I could use some help actually. I’m here to meet a Miss Kay Two Zero Zero Three?”

The avian toy chirps happily, “You are inquiring to meet Toy Mistress then? Do you have an appointment? It is a very busy toy you see. Everyone wants a piece of it,” it says happily.

She chuckles, “I could imagine, and I do have an appointment. Tell her that Mistress Ruby is here to see her about our little project.”

“Oh! This one has been informed about you and was told to bring you to her quarters right away. Please follow this one.”

Ruby admires the toy’s glistening shine, “With pleasure,” she chirps, catching note of a poster advertisement of a shadow outline of some kind of avian, the sign reads, “Coming soon! A new mystery Toys-4-U toy and suit! Release your desires by caging yourself up.”

A tingle rushes through Ruby as her domineering smirk grows. Her talons poke through the rubber open toe stockings, gently tapping against the tiled floor as she’s led deeper into the store. Through one of the BDSM aisles that continues to build her excitement, her mind swimming with the tantalizing delights occurred by using just some of those tools back at home. She can still hear the moanful cries of bliss from one of her pets just from the other night, but soon her attention is drawn back to the gleeful gryphon toy, guiding her into the toy testing room hallway.

“Toy testing rooms? I know she’s a toy fanatic, but this feels a little bit much, but I have to admire one’s commitment to the portrayal,” she chirps, following the toy down the hallway.

The toy responds, “Toy Mistress is a wonderful toy that only thinks of the best of all us toys and all the lovely customers.” It guides Ruby all the way down the hallway to a dead end, stopping by the last door on the left, giving it a solid knock, singing out, “Toy Mistress. Your guest Ruby is here. It will leave her right by the door as per your request,” it says, turning to the avian, “This one apologies that it is leaving you by the door, all alone. It hopes you don’t mind.”

Ruby chuckles, “Darling toy, I will be quite fine by myself for a moment. And I am well aware of the whole waiting power play dynamic,” she says, waving off the toy, her latex gloves creaking as she moves. She gently runs her claws along her sides, lifting up her breasts a bit, “Gives me time to greet this Kay two zero, zero three in person, face to face,” she chirps.

The toy bows, “It assures you it's not that,” it says before squeaking off.

Ruby smirks, “At least polite, but I don’t mind a little wait. Life is full of little waits, can’t get annoyed over each one, otherwise it be way too stressful,” she amuses herself, as after just a few minutes there’s a click and the door swings open and she comes face to breast with the illustrious K-2003.

The sleek black rubber sergal toy with cyan hair, eyes, nipples, and claws stands nice and tall, its breasts squeezed together with its arms as it bows, “Hello! This one is so pleased to finally meet you in person, it does apologize for the delay. It had a meeting it was finishing up. It by no means was doing any power dynamic. A toy holds power over a user? Please, that just be silly, outside of the legalities it has been considered a living rubber being, but this one is a toy through and through,” it says, hiking its rump, giving it a little wiggle, which makes its breasts jiggle in front of the bird.

Ruby is caught off guard by such the lewd display, the glowing cuffs and collar, the cyan boarder, black band, and cyan lettering that reads in fancy cursive lettering “Fuck Toy” and the silver tag on its collar that reads K-2003. The toy’s sleek shiny skin has an almost mirror like shine to it, and has the scent of rubber and strawberries, “Fuck she’s sexier in person and moves just as easily as those toys,” she thinks as she regains her composure, “Hello Kay, two, zero, zero three. It’s a pleasure to meet you, and you heard what I said?” she asks, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“This one did,” it says, standing tall and proud, breasts bouncing, holding out its hand to give a firm rubbery squeaky shake, while also pointing to its ears, “Powerful sergal hearing, don’tcha know,” it says, guiding Ruby inside, “Please come in.”

“With pleasure,” she says with a grin, noticing the large rubbery canopy bed to her right, with solid black rubber sheets and cyan pillows. There are cameras on stands surrounding the bed, “What’s that?” she inquires.

“Oh that? That is where this one will show off the rubber bird suit custom design you ordered. It wants to set up some advertisements with it, as per the agreement you signed.”

“How delightful, and how goes the progress on the rubber bird toy based on the suit? In the email you stated you wanted to talk to me in person about that?” she chirps, walking alongside the toy, enjoying the delightful aroma of the room, finding it curious that further up ahead there’s a kitchen and to the left is an office with the toy’s designation on it, “She really sets it up. Like that doesn’t she?” she muses.

K-2003 gently runs its hand along the small of the bird’s back, “We are still currently developing the toy to best suit your specific needs and type. Finding the right material base to mold the toy that will fulfill the role takes some time.”

“Crafting a new personality would take some time, I know I am very specific on the personality particulars for my lovely rubber bird drones. What can I say? I just like to have my drones flock to me like the good little chicks underneath me,” she trills in delight, reaching around to gently rub along the back of K-2003’s spine, gently pressing down along the sleek curved rubber, feeling the toy’s warmth, “I hope that hasn’t been too problematic now, has it?”

K-2003 shakes its head, stopping beside the bed, “Not at all. A challenge can be very fun, and the growth of having new types of toys is absolutely wonderful. For it knows you aren’t the only one with such tantalizing delights and crafting that experience for you and our future customers is what this one loves to do. It is glad you are understanding of the delays in the work, but it thinks it's getting close to solving the issue.”

“That is what I like to hear, but I am a bit saddened its taking so long.”

“Toy apologies for the delay, but quality always takes time, you can’t rush these things.”

“I suppose so,” she says, gently running her hand across the rubber toy’s thigh, feeling the smooth rubber against her black scale claws, “But perhaps you could make it up to me, for the delay?” she asks with a soft inquisitive chirp.

The sergal toy leans against the touch, “This one would be tickled squeak to ensure your satisfaction is guaranteed and for your understanding,” it says, the sergal toy breaking the seal on its sex, slowly filling the room with its intoxicating and very arousing aroma, “But first, if you’d be so kind as to…” the toy says, pulling away as it reaches over the bed, the toy stretching to reach underneath one of the pillows, its rump hiked and tail held high giving the avian a nice view of its ass.

Ruby’s heart flutters, nostrils flaring as she takes in the sights, sounds and scents of the sergal toy. The triple S’s that make her think of the fourth, sex. Her body grows warm, her feathers rising up as she takes the moment to admire the toy’s fine curves, wanting to reach and give the toy’s ass a firm grope, but deep down the thought, “Business before pleasure,” comes out ahead, but just barely, “As to what dear Kay dash two zero, zero, three.”

The toy wiggles its rump, squeaking loudly against the bed as it pulls out a stack of papers and a pen, “Could you sign these papers to establish a legal agreement between this one, the Toys-4-U company, and yourself over the next period of time as we’d like to use footage of you and the suit for future advertising possibilities.”

She wasn’t sure if she should be shocked or flattered to have this be the surprise, but hides it well as she asks, “You want me to star in some of your advertisements? Well, I’d say I do carry the look and dominance to fill some roles here,” she chirps.

“Oh, this one would love that very much, if you sign here, initial here, here, here, and sign there, we can get this underway.”

“With pleasure my darling, but I have a condition before I sign,” she says, twirling the pen within her claws.

“Yessum?”

“I’d like to know more about you.”

“This one?” it asks, pointing to itself, tilting its head, “It’s not sure what there is to say about this one. It is what it is, a simple toy, but if that is what is required, it doesn’t mind verbally agreeing to it.”

Ruby grins, “I would like that very much, we have a deal then.”

“This one says so.”

“Shake on it?”

The toy wiggles its rump and bounces its breasts, “Sure!”

Ruby tilts her head to the side, holding out her hand, “What are you doing?”

“Shaking on it, like you asked.”

“What are you the embodiment of dad humor?”

It tilts its head, “This one is a toy, like it said.”

“I meant a handshake.”

“Then why didn’t you say so,” it says, giving her a firm squeaky handshake.

“I…” she huffs, fluffing her feathers, “Never mind that,” she mutters, signing the papers, “Here you go, all nice and signed.”

“Thank you very much,” it says, the toy checking over the work, “Excellent, it’ll file this away and turn on the cameras and we can get going. This one is going to do different angles to set up a three-dimensional viewing advertisement. It’ll be the wave of the future,” it says with a giggling excitement as it slips off the bed with a loud squeak, off toward the office.

Ruby slips onto the bed, feeling up the rubber bed sheets as her rubber clad body squeaks against them. The bed creaks under her weight as her tail feathers flutter, “I am going to have so much fun with this CEO. From what I hear, getting a chance to be with her is a rare yet unique treat. And I can already understand why people say that.”

The toy comes back with a remote in hand, pressing a button and placing it beside one of the cameras, “There we go, they’ll all up and running,” it says, stepping in front of the camera with a saunter, hips swaying with each luscious squeaky step, “Now, we can start off, by getting a nice baseline sample,” it purrs as it climbs onto the bed, the toy’s rump remaining nice and hiked as its clitoral hood gently licks its own sex.

“A baseline?” Ruby chuckles, “You say the oddest things, and now for my first question darling toy, who are you really?” she chirps, running her claws along the top of the toy’s head, running her fingers through the rubber hair.

“This one is what it says it is. A toy, K-2003, it also goes by K-toy, K-2, Toy Mistress to say a few,” it responds, nuzzling into Ruby’s hand, pressing up into her claws before it grabs the hand, and pulls one of her digits into its mouth, the tongue coiling around it, letting its arousing salvia seep through the avian’s scaled skin, further stoking the fires while the toy pumps the flames with the slow tender mouth drooling suckles along her fingers, bobbing its head on the claws, while the tongue shows off its prehensile nature, snaking around each claw.

The bird would bite her lower lip if it was possible, instead her feathers rose, her sex clenched as her nipples perked, “Seriously. I want to see the person underneath the toy. You can tell me. I won’t tell anyone.”

“The person underneath?” K-2003 tilts its head, “This one isn’t a person as it said, there is nothing underneath… oh, wait, are you referring to this one’s personality and emotions? Or to get this one nice and close…” K-2003 moves in closer, slipping a leg between hers, gently rubbing its thigh against the avian’s crotch, while its clit hood licks the bird’s latex stocking, “Intimate.”

There’s something tantalizing about the sergal’s clit hood licking across Ruby’s thigh that she can’t put a claw on. The warm glistening trail that quickly cools, along her rubber, leaving a clear glistening streak on her. She grabs K-2003’s hips, gently squeezing them, running her claws along the latex, giving a firm squeeze along the toy’s sides, reaching further around to grip the toy’s ass, while bringing her beak closer to the sergal’s rubbery mounds, taking in the fruity rubbery aroma, “To a degree yes. But literally underneath your rubber sergal suit. Your dedication to your craft and showing off your toys is admirable. I heard rich people types like you can be a little eccentric… and to be fair, I would be too if I could, now, live up to your agreement and fess up,” she chirps, squeezing the toy’s ass even harder.

“This one is indeed rich. It is rich in the joy it can be of the service of others, and make people happy, pleased, and reduce the stress the world weighs down upon them. It is so lucky it is able to do so,” it says with a loud squeak, pressing itself tighter against the bird, pressing its breasts against her beak, as it runs its claws along Ruby’s sides, “But it thinks you like many before it have come to the strange conclusion that this one is not the toy it says it is. This one believes that lying is a terrible thing and should be avoided where possible, though there are some exceptions to the rule, the white lies example comes to mind… Come to think of it, why is it called a white lie and not blue? Cyan? Or pink? This one likes those colors, they are pretty, but then toy is mostly black, so black lie? Hmm… how peculiar of a thought…”

Ruby in any other circumstance might be taken out of her lustful high, and despite the sergal toy, it only grows hotter, but she can’t help but saying, “Well… how much of a toy are you?”

K-2003 murrs, its claws dancing along the avian’s side, “This one is a complete toy, through and through. A simple object, a fuck thing, for other’s pleasure, relief, delight, its sole purpose and reason to being is to make others happy and pleased, what else is there to say?”

Ruby chirps, “Lies,” as it licks across the toy’s mound, tasting a hint of strawberry from the polish.

K-2003 softly moans, pressing itself even tighter, caressing the user before it, “Lies? This one isn’t lying; it's telling the gospel truth.”

She tilts her head at the toy’s curious choice of words, before responding, “There is nothing simple about you, toy, and that is a fact.”

“That one might be considered a personal opinion,” it says, pressing its breasts up against the avian, the two vying for control over the tense lustful situation. The toy’s thigh gently rubbing across the avian’s crotch, while its sex continues to lick and tease those sexy thighs.

“If there is one thing you should know about me kay two, zero, zero three is…”

K-2003 interjects, “This one knows a lot about you. It has done its research to best craft what you’d like,” it says with an affirmative nod, the toy’s claws moving along the bird’s back, claws sinking underneath the feathers, to gently tickle the skin underneath.

She responds with shooting her a look, her tongue slinking out to lick across the cyan nipple, giving it a gentle bite and tug, hearing the toy moan, as she slides her claws up along the toy’s sides, feeling the sleek rubber, hearing it squeak with every move she or it makes, giving the nipple a firm tug and letting it snap back before saying, “What I was going to say is that I am always right, opinion or not.”

The toy huffs, licking its clit hood across the thigh, pressing ever tighter, reaching down to grope the bird’s rubber clad rump, reaching under to gently caress her curves, “Is that so? This one is impressed one can do that. Even this one makes a mistake from time to time, but then it learns from it, and it's better for it,” it says with an affirmative nod, grinding against her.

“Well Kay, two, zero, zero three, I am the embodiment of avian perfection,” she chirps, licking across the toy’s other breast, giving the perk cyan nipple a tender bite, tugging across it, tasting the toy’s strawberry hinted latex along her tongue as she simply enjoys the toy’s body to its fullest.

It grinds, the toy’s softly glowing eyes looking down at her, “Are you now?”

She bites the toy’s nipple, giving it a firm tug, only releasing it once the toy lets out a pleasant soft moan, “I am, and you better not forget it toy. For I am the user and you are that simple fuck object that you so very much say that you are, right?” she asks, reaching up to give the toy’s breasts a firm squeeze, squishing them together as she listens to the music that they make.

The toy lets out a soft long lustful moan, “Of course this one is. How could it ever forget what it is? And this one is here to give you what you want.”

She pinches the toy’s nipples between her claws, gently rubbing them, “And what I want is you to listen to me, to obey me, to call me Mistress.”

The toy moans softly, nodding, “Yes Mistress, this one will, though it will state it is saying as you command, you can’t own this one or be its actual Mistress.”

She squeezes the toy’s breasts a bit tighter, “Enough back talk toy, you obey me now, isn’t that right?”

It moans and nods, “Yes Mistress Ruby.”

She grins, moving closer to gently nibble the toy’s neck, to lick across that collar, making the tag jingle, “That’s a good toy. Now, beg. Beg to be played with.”

The toy murrs softly, grinding a bit lustfully against the bird, their legs between one another as the toy dips its own clit hood into its sex and licks across Ruby’s latex, letting the arousing juices seep in and bleed into Ruby’s body, “Oh please Mistress Ruby, allow this one to complete its purpose and be of service to you, and play with it. It is nothing but a useless object without a user like yourself Mistress Ruby to please.”

“Good toy, moan from me,” she commands, squeezing the breasts, listening to the toy’s sweet aching moans, its crotch grinding against her leg. The bird looking down at the streak, “My, my, what a needy toy you are,” she says, reaching down to gently caressing the toy’s cyan sex, enjoying the warm and wet nature of it, as the clit hood coils around her digit.

“A good toy is always needy Mistress Ruby, and always ready to be of service,” it says, the toy’s clit hood giving a playful tug to pull Ruby’s finger closer to her sex, letting that claw tip gently caress her sex, yet not so far as to make the bird push her claw into her.

“That’s right. And now I want you to beg for me like a good sergal fuck toy. Beg to have me slip my claws into you.”

The toy shudders, arching its back, pressing its breasts up and on top of Ruby’s, “Please Mistress, take this one. It wants you to feel this one from the inside. To fuck it like a good toy. Please it in a way that pleases you. It needs to be used or it's nothing.”

She chirps, “What sweet music to my ears little toy. Soon you’ll be singing my name as I take you,” she states, slipping her claw into the toy’s hot vent, feeling around the tight squeezing folds. Her claw slides across the inside with sleek ease as the toy’s well-lubricated hole makes for an easy slide, no matter how tightly the toy squeezes.

“Good little plaything, beg more, I want to feel how eager you are to be taken by me,” she chirps, slipping a second claw into the toy’s sex, spreading her folds open, and keeping them there as a third claw runs along the inside, playing with the toy’s clit hood that coiled around it.

“Yes, Mistress Ruby. It exists to be used. It exists to be fucked. It is a simple humble fuck toy, ready to be taken by anyone, especially you Mistress Ruby. Your claws are like the touch of an angel across its body, leaving it only aching for more.”

She chuckles, “Oh my, what a good toy you are,” she says, pumping faster, harder, thrusting her claws into the toy, as she enjoys each jerk, wiggle, squirm the toy gives as she relentless pleases its folds, “Don’t climax toy. Not till I tell you to.”

“Yes Mistress Ruby, it is a good toy. It hears and obeys,” it says, bucking against the bird’s touch, not overpowering her, but it shifts and wraps its other leg around the bird, to pull her closer to it, “It needs your touch, it needs your commands. It is a simple fuck thing.”

Another delightful chirp, a trill even at the words as her feathers rise in delight, “Good toy. Moan and beg for me to let you climax. Tell me simply how eager you are to be fucked by the most perfect bird in the world.”

The toy shudders, biting its lower lip, trying to hold back its needful moans as it clenches around the bird’s digits, “This one couldn’t have imagined how such a wonderful thing should have befallen this one. It should be the one pleasing others, but to have you fuck it has been an absolute pleasure undeserving of such a simple toy as itself.”

Ruby chirps, “What sweet music to my ears, wonderful toy. I think we’ll just draw out your delight just a bit more,” she slips her fingers in deeper, reaching around to hold the small of the toy’s back, pressing it up against her so she can really thrust her claws into it, “Moan, pant, beg.”

It shudders again, arching its back as it grinds against the bird, milking her digits for all its worth as her clit hood tug and guides the claws to hit every sweet spot within the toy’s hot vent, “Please. This one is on the precipice of nirvana. The sweet release that only a goddess like yourself could give. It needs it more than one could ever fathom, more than breathing, especially since this one doesn’t need to breath,” it says with a grin, before it moans again, the toy’s toes curling, grinding against the latex bed, squeaking louder as it holds Ruby close to it, “It needs it, it needs you and so much more.”

“Very well toy, cum. Cum for your Mistress, cry out my name as you unleash yourself for me.”

“Oh Mistress Ruby!” exclaims the toy, climaxing hard, squirting its hot cyan juices all over the bird’s claws, as it grinds itself nice and hard against her body. The toy’s toes curling as it grips the user tightly, lovingly, almost domineeringly as it unleashes its load.

Ruby milks the toy for all its worth, drawing out the sweet juices, letting much of it pool in her hand as she enjoys each moment of the toy’s rise and fall in pleasure, edging out that wonderful afterglow before she takes the toy’s juices into hand and gives a delightful lick, “What sweet nectar you produce toy. Truly it's the high quality you so often speak of,” she remarks, feeling the toy’s juices slide down her throat, warming her body, bolstering her arousal as it seeps deeper into her mind, “Here, have a taste. Enjoy the fruits of our labor.”

The sergal’s cyan-forked tongue slides out of its mouth, slithering across the bird’s claws, licking down into the pool, running across the bottom before curling up to draw a little bit in. Letting it drip copious amounts of its own work back into the hand as it draws just a tantalizing taste back in, “Absolutely wonderful, made better by the work you’ve done Mistress Ruby. But this humble toy can’t surely have all of it. Please, drink up and enjoy the fruits of our labor as you so pleasantly put it.”

Her mind swims with lust, looking at the pool of toy juices before her, and she can’t help herself but dive in, giving over to the toy that she can be suggested to do things, “Hmm, don’t mind if I do toy.” Her black tongue slithers out of her mouth, diving deep into the pool, savoring the taste, tilting her hand to let the fluids run down her beak into her hungry mouth, savoring each and every drop before she licks her claws clean, “Hmm, finger licking good toy.”

It grabs Ruby’s claws, pulling the hand up and gently licks across the fingers, suckling each digit, one by one, pulling it out of its mouth with a loud audible pop, “Now, now Mistress Ruby, this one thinks it should reward you with what you’ve been wanting, and why you came here, right?”

She softly chirps, “Hmm, I suppose so, you said the suit is ready to be worn?” She gently reaches up to pet along the toy’s head, enjoying how the warm toy gently nuzzles into her claws like a cat.

“Oh, it is Mistress Ruby. Please if you allow this one it will go grab it.”

“As much as I do like you near me, I suppose I should let you grab it.”

The toy smiles, “Well this one doesn’t have to go far to grab it,” it says, laying on its back across the bed, as it shows off its bouncing black rubber breasts, stretching along the bed, making it squeak along the sheets, creak from its weight as it throws its head back over the side of the bed, reaching down as its legs are spread, but tail curls up between its legs, only to gently run across Ruby’s body.

The embodiment of temptation, the toy so vulnerable before her, its glowing body its glowing… power button? Her eyes stare at it, “When was there a power button?” she shivers in the temptation, feathers rising as she gently rubs along the toy’s belly as it exaggeratingly stretches for whatever is on the other side of the bed, “How does this feel toy?”

It gasps, arching its back, pressing itself up against the touch, “Wonderful Mistress Ruby, this one almost has the box, it’s just underneath the bed so it has to stretch a little bit more…” it says, the toy’s tongue slithering out of its mouth, curling along the side.

“Just keep focusing on what you need to do, toy, and don’t mind…” she says, gently running her claws around the button, her heart racing as she locks on it, “Me,” she trills pressing the button.

The toy stiffens, toes curling, “Got it!” it exclaims sitting up with a white cardboard box in its black rubbery hands, “This one hopes you like what we’ve done with it. It’s a five-part piece, a bit complicated, but it is sure you will like the results, it was a fun challenge to get all the features in there that you want, plus a bit more,” it says with a rump wiggle.

She gently runs her claws along the top of the box, “A bit more you say?”

“Yes, a bit more, we like to meet all your requirements and meet our high-quality standards of what you’d enjoy based on our extensive research of your browsing, purchasing, and conversation history on our website.”

She quirks an eyebrow, “Watching me that closely? Sergal toy watching me fap?”

“Fret not, we don’t sell it to anyone, your personal data is very important to us, and this one, it helps it in so many ways,” it says with an affirmative nod, getting onto all fours, pressing its breasts together as it hikes its rump to a camera, “Are you ready?”

“Please, I was hatched ready. People say I came out of the egg looking this good,” she chirps.

“Then please, the people are eager to see what you’ve got, it is sure it will be a mind-blowing experience,” it says with complete and utter delight. The toy squeaking loudly as it admires the avian’s pazazz.

“Don’t mind if I do,” she says, lifting the top off the box, getting hit with a wave of fresh aroma of concentrated latex, that somehow stands out and above what’s already surrounding her. Her sex quivers in delight, eating up to the point she wouldn’t be surprised if it melts the latex pressing up against her folds. She lets out a pleasant chirp, “Oh, my, my, my” she says, lifting a sleek red glass eyed rubber avian gas mask with two nuzzle ports on either side of the beak, “What a wonderful rubber bird. It’s just like how I’d imagine it to be,” she says, staring right into those eyes, holding it up beak to beak, taking note of the round open fuckable mouth, built right into the mask,

“Wait till you see the rest of it, please, place it out along the bed, admire it before we have you slip it on,” says K-2003, sliding off the bed, squeaking loudly, yet it manages to slide and keep the latex bed sheets relatively smooth. The toy sways its hips swinging around behind Ruby, gently running her claws along the small of her back and steadily up her spine.

A shivering delight shoots up the center of her back, her toes curl as the anticipation builds within her, “Before I wear it?” she chirps as she pulls out the rest of the black rubber suit. Each of the fuck holes are a bright ruby red, that just draws her attention to each of the holes. She lays out the dark blue breathing tubes that will fit perfectly into the mask, and a black rubber lined box tank that weighs almost as the rest of the suit combined.

“But of course, don’t you want to wear the suit? To feel that latex across your feathers? To know it meets your high-quality standards that a lovely domineering avian like yourself deserves? Who else is better suited to wear it but you?” explains the sergal toy as it continues to run its claws along her back, gently sliding a claw underneath the latex attire and giving it a little tug.

The toy’s honey words sing into her mind. Something about her words ring so true, playing to her desires as her arousal continues to burn. Deep down she has to admit the attire looks stunning and she’d absolutely love to have it enveloping her body. To be in that sweet, contained world of her own, making her body quiver in delight, the anticipation is building that it is palpable, “Well Toy, how could I refuse, but I have one request--demand of you, dear toy of mine.”

The toy leans in closer, pressing its breasts along her shoulder, “What is it dear Mistress Ruby? How could this humble toy be of service?”

She turns to the toy, sitting beside the rubber bird suit, “You will undress me and then suit me up. Someone like myself, the most perfect domineering Mistress Ruby, should not be forced to do it herself when I have such an able-bodied and willing toy to do it for me, now, right? Asides, I would want to give you a purpose and make it useful.”

The toy’s hips sway slowly, elegantly, leaning closer to the bird, her sex still open, “This one would love nothing better than to be given the honor to do so, Mistress Ruby.”

“Yes, yes, I know. I am doing this for you, you know, now please, be gentle,” she chirps, holding out her arms.

“Like a newborn hatchling Mistress Ruby,” it responds, gently running its claws along the rubber gloves, despite their tight grip around her body, showing off her gentle smooth curves, she also has a wonderful sensation, like a soft rubber pillow filled with feathers. The sensation continued all the way from her upper arm till her wrist where the latex clung her black scales. The toy caresses the latex, gliding its claws across the rubber, ensuring that everything is in order, before starting the unique and delicate process of pulling latex away from feathers.

“Careful now toy,” she uses, smiling happily as her claws gently caress around the toy’s mounds, giving them a playful squeeze, enjoying the sergal’s soft tender needy moans that tantalize the senses, her nostrils flaring enjoying the mixed rubber scent.

“This one knows, it is an expert of latex handling on many species,” it says, pressing up against her as the toy tenderly pulls the rubber away from her feathers, sliding her fingers along the inside of the latex, while rubbing its thumb across the outside of her rubber gloves, smoothing it out as the toy rolls it back over itself, slowly removing the latex, inch by precious inch, while keeping the natural flow of her feathers in order. A slow, tender process, steadily rolling the latex up Ruby’s arm, inch by precious inch.

“Hmm, what a good toy, so careful about my feathers. Those without rarely understand the attention and care that go into them. Each one is connected to me more intimately than any strand of hair. It’s not merely something that grows out of me but is an extension of me,” she chirps, giving the toy’s nipple a gentle rub, tenderly circling around them with her claws, giving it a gentle poke.

The toy stares into her eyes, “As this one has mentioned Mistress Ruby, it knows other species well. Here at Toys-4-U we do our research to best suit the unique needs of our customers to provide the highest quality experience we can offer,” it responds, pressing up against her touch as the toy steadily rolls back the gloves, revealing her brilliant red feathers. The latex creaks and squeaks as it's rolled up and pulled off of her. The cool air blowing through her feathers, a delightful relaxing feeling that doesn’t compare to her ever-growing need and desire to have the tight protective and delightfully smooth latex back on.

She leans up, caressing the toy’s body, enjoying its warmth against her naked arms, “Come on toy, no need to advertise yourself to me, I am already very much a committed buyer of your…” she looks over the toy’s body, checking out its smooth wiggling rear, “goods.”

The toy wiggles said goods, “How wonderful, but that doesn’t mean we can’t treat you the very best we can. After all it is our purpose as toys to give the most pleasant experience possible. We are here for you, exist for you, and are made for you,” it purrs, sliding elegantly around Ruby, gently running its claws along her side, tugging at the back straps that keep her slimming rubber dress clinging tightly to her person, “Now…” it says, leaning in close, gently whispering into the bird’s ear, letting its hot breath wash over her, “Relax and let this one take care of you Mistress Ruby.”

She finds herself gasping, wanting nothing more as she allows the toy’s hands to caress and pull down the latex in the same slow methodical manner as before. Slowly popping one breast free from its tight black rubber confines and then the next. The attire from there begins to roll off in line with the natural direction of her feathers.

“What a lovely user you are,” the toy whispers, gently licking across an ear hole as it grips Ruby’s breasts, tenderly massaging them between its rubbery claws, giving the hidden nipples a delectable pinch, “How’s that Mistress Ruby?”

She presses back against the toy, reaching up to gently caress and hold the toy’s head, “Please don’t…”

K-2003 leans in closer, “Don’t what Mistress Ruby?”

“Stop, don’t stop,” she gasps.

“It would be this one’s pleasure,” it says, pressing its claw tip into the bird’s black nipples. The toy gently pushes it as it moves in small circles, its thumbs gently rubbing along the underside of the mounds, while pressing its own tightly against her back, “But this one has a duty, doesn’t it Mistress Ruby? A duty to get you into that suit there. The people are waiting to see how it will fit a lovely domineering bird like yourself, yes?” it asks, giving another firm squeeze.

Under panting moans, she slowly nods, “Y-yes, then continue,” she commands in the weakest of ways, looking down over at the rubber bird suit that stares up at her, eager to be adorned.

“With pleasure Mistress Ruby,” the toy responds, releasing the bird’s bust, the claws trailing along the curving hips, down to her tight rubber shorts, that vaguely show just how eager its customer is. It’s claws gently trace along the rubber, gently rubbing along her inner thigh as it has its arms wrapped around the bird in a loving embracing hug, a single claw gently running along the sexual crevice, “Shall this one shows the world just how eager you are for what comes next?”

With unbridled anticipation her sex grinds against her latex, squeezing on that small claw tip that manages to push into her folds. The rubber shifting and squeezing along her body, feeling just how connected the single article of clothing is against her, and how devilish it is to fight against the toy’s advances, “Yes, please do toy. The world deserves me,” she chirps.

The toy chuckles, hiking its rump, pressing its breasts tighter against her naked back, “This one doesn’t doubt, now let's show the world,” it says, slipping its fingers underneath the rubber, running its knuckle side against the bird’s sex, pressing into those tender folds as it pulls the shorts down, revealing that was the only barrier of entry, “What a wonderful look you have Mistress Ruby.”

“It is wonderful, isn’t it?” she says with a smirk, pressing up against the toy.

“Now it's time to lean back and kick those legs out, the leggings come off next, and then you’ll be leg naked, for you are already butt naked,” the toy giggles.

Ruby would roll her eyes if she wasn’t too infatuated with the thought that she’s only two simple rubber stockings away from diving into the blissful suit that lays beside her. Not wanting to disturb the attire, she pivots on the bed, kicking her legs off the side of the bed and with it she flicks the rubber pants in the direction of a camera landing right on top of it, “How about you kneel before your Mistress and take off my clothes then toy.”

“With pleasure Mistress Ruby, but first if you don’t mind, it would like to retrieve your clothes. Best not to leave it there and block the view of those eager to see you. You wouldn’t want to deny the world any angle of your ravishing beauty now, do you?”

She cocks her head to the side, “Maybe I do,” she rests her head on her claws, “Maybe I don’t, but…” she says, running a finger along her beak, “It would be terrible to not be a good guest as your store, and leave a mess. You may clean it up, toy.”

“Thank you Mistress Ruby,” the toy responds, gently running its claws along the bird’s sides, and thighs as it slinks off the bed, swaying its hips with a tantalizing hiked tail, reaching forward, needlessly far to show off its rump to the bird and the cameras, giving the one before her a good view of its bust and jingling collar tag as it removes that rubber cover from the camera. The toy gives the camera a playful wink as it turns around, whipping its tail to the point you’d think it would knock over the camera, but it lifts and moves around with practiced ease, giving a quick close up of what is underneath. It is soon kneeling before the avian Mistress, pressing its crotch up against her leg, as it slips its claws under rubber, pulling back, and down. The natural flow of her feathers makes the leggings a far easier affair to remove.

Ruby shudders, “That toy’s sex is hotter and wetter than my own. If it wasn’t a toy, I’d be jealous,” she thinks, grinding her foot against the toy’s crotch, asserting her dominance as once the other legging is free she kicks it off so it wraps around the toy’s face, “Thank you toy, you have done well. Now please adorn this goddess crafted body of perfection with the only thing deserving to cover it.”

The toy peeks through the rubber legging, its smile growing, “But of course Mistress Ruby. This one will love nothing more to slip you into its fine quality products and truly let you experience the delights you deserve and crave so much yet have been unable to satisfy in what must feel like forever.”

The toy’s words dance within her lust addled mind. Something about it just added to the anticipation. Her breathing grew deeper, her claws clenching on the black latex bed sheets, enjoying the sensation against her claws, the sounds to her ears. Her plumage rises, heart beating faster as she quivers in delight and need, “Fuck yes, please do.”

The toy smiles deviously, “With absolute pleasure Mistress Ruby. We’ll start from the bottom up, best to get the body before going for the head, wouldn’t you say?” it asks, its claws gently running up along Ruby’s thighs, leaning forward over her as it tenderly reaches for the main body suit.

Birds flutter within Ruby’s stomach. The tension rises, her needs grow, she would like nothing more to ravage the toy before her, or perhaps to be taken by it. That clit hood dances across the toy’s sex, making her mouth water. Yet as the toy kneels before her, opening the inside of the suit, revealing the ruby red glistening latex inside, the desire to just want to jump in overrode all other desires. She slips her feet into the latex as the toy helps guide her feet in. To her surprise the rubber inside slides across her feathers and scales like melting better across a hot frying pan. Her feathers are barely disturbed by the latex as it moves up, her feet pushed into the perfectly fitting rubber as it grips her avian feet, “I really need to get more of your latex attire. It feels so fucking fantastic against me and goes on so well… how do you do it?” she chirps.

The toy chuckles, “That’s a company secret, only those that work at the company may even possibly get to know,” it says with a play wink, gently smoothing the latex leggings across her thighs, gently caressing around them, as its fingers feel that wonderful rubbery give that her feathers provide, “Now please if you ever be so kind Mistress Ruby is to stand for this one so it can really get to work.”

The toy’s hands caress around her feminine thighs. Her claws slide across the hardwood floor as she feels the compulsion to listen and follow through with what is said. The latex creaks and tightens around her body, hiding away more of herself but adding to the rubber bird look she craves deep down within her loins.

“That’s a good bird,” says the toy pulling up the suit, stretching it around her body as air rushes in and out of the suit as the latex bounces as it's pulled nice and taut. The toy cups the avian’s hips, “Please, do this one a big favor and hold the top portion of the suit while it fits the lower half in.

Ruby feels exactly what the toy is referring to. The ribbed fuck holes have run across her thighs as the toy pulled the suit up. Now she can feel one nestling between her legs up against her sex, and the other under her tail feathers. Even she realizes that the toy only has two hands to work with and feels a compulsion to oblige, “I understand toy,” she responds, trying to keep up her cracking facade of domineering energy as she feels more restrained than the pets, she’s put into bondage to just give into her lustful urges.

“Why thank you, this one is pleased to have your assistance,” it murrs as it gently dips its fingers into itself, the toy moaning softly as it coats its fingers with its arousing juices, “Don’t mind this one as it gets your plugs nice and lubricated,” it explains, reaching into the suit, finger painting the front tube with its juices, “It wants everything to go in smoothly, you’d prefer that right?”

“I absolutely fucking would to keep up the good work,” she chirps, her feathers rising as the toy’s breasts press up against her side. Her eyes meet the toy’s as she watches those delectable dripping fingers caress and massage the ruby red latex tube, getting it nice and covered with its juices before it spreads the avian lips and guides the tube forward into her warm, hungry sex.

She bucks her hips forward, her body showing her cravings that her mind wouldn’t want to say. How dare she break the look of the domineering avian; always in control, always calm and attentive, able to take command of her own sexual urges. How dare this toy make her into a quivering dripping mess. Another push of the tube, spreading her sex, which grips tightly on the hole. The cool air flowing into her hot vent makes her even want it more. She clenches down hard, edging out any pleasure she can as the latex runs flush with the front of her body, leaving a lovely red hole to be taken… which leaves her aching to be filled yet she is filled.

The strange sensation of being full yet not filled drives her wild. What makes matters worse the toy’s juices are more fuel to the fire that burns within her. Direct contact with the toy’s lubricants is better than any aphrodisiac she could have ever wanted, breaking the boundaries of what could be legal, yet she has nary a clue that it's happening.

“What a good bird you are. This one is so pleased with you, now keep that butt hiked high, so it can stuff it with the other tube.” It says, getting behind her, grabbing the tube, and driving it directly into its own sex for a nice quick coating of lubricant. The toy pressing up closer as its clit hood licks between those cheeks to add just a little bit more.

She felt a twinge of lightheadedness. She had to calm herself, slow her breathing, her tail feathers twitched as the toy spread her cheeks with its prehensile clitoral hood, and then came the toy. She let out a short quick trill of pleasure as her rear was filled with that same filled sensation that leaves her wanting to be filled. Her hole exposed to the world, burning with lustful eagerness that makes her feel all the more fuckable than ever before. To be so closely aligned with the intimate latex is… leaving her speechless.

“Careful now, this one doesn’t want you to get too weak kneed,” it muses as it pulls the latex around Ruby’s tail feathers, gliding them into their rubber compartment before, resuming the support of her avian customer, taking the job of latex holding from her, pulling it up nice and tight so the plugs can push nice and deep into her body, becoming very flush with her intimate nether region as the toy holds the rubber front open, “Please, slide your arms right in, so it can wrap you up as snug as a bug in a rug… not that it knows why a bug would want to be snug in a rug…” the toy shrugs.

“Enough talking, more squeaking,” chirps Ruby as she slips her arms in. Her black scaled claws glide across the dashingly devilish ruby red rubber, feeling its embrace grow tighter, her breasts slipping into the chest cavity, as it lifts, separates, and caresses her entire mound. The air rushing out of the latex, a last bit of cool, before the warmth is contained within latex for only a brief moment before the Toys-4-U patented latex technology transfers her body heat away, making her barely feel like she’s wearing the latex while feeling so contained by it. The toy’s breasts pin the rubber suit against Ruby’s back, making her lean back into the embrace.

“Oh, but this one thinks you like to hear this one talk,” it says, reaching over the bird, gently caressing her arms, smoothing out any wrinkles within he black latex, “After all you quiver in just the most delightful way when it…” it leans in close rubbing its head against hers, and then licks across her ear, “Talks like this.”

Did she just cum? It felt like it for just a moment. She gaped, moaned, ached, her sex twitched… “Did I micro-orgasm?” she wondered as she couldn’t hold back her body from showing just how right the toy is. And as the toy’s hands caresses and smooths out the rubber in the front, the toy grabs the latex along her back, pinching the two sides together.

“Now as always, our suits come with our patented press-n-seal technology,” it says as it demonstrates, holding the rubber close together, and running its finger from the base of Ruby’s tail all the way up to the top of her neck.

She shudders, the rubber shifts, combines with itself into a smooth seamless latex bond, leaving the bird feeling caged within the latex and loving every moment of it. It sends shivers up her spine, following the toy’s finger, the warm wet feeling of the rubber lasts for only a second before it’s nothing but solid latex.

“Of course, if one wants zippers, we are more than happy to give the traditional feel. Here at Toys-4-U we like to adjust our items for your preferences,” it says, looking into the camera before turning its attention back to her target, “Are you ready for your head piece?”

“Hell fucking yeah I am,” she chirps, torn between watching the toy and looking at the solid black and red eyed rubber bird mask with that kissable ruby red latex fuck hole mouth, but that tear only lasted so long when the sergal grabbed the hood.

“To warn, your words will be muffled once it's on.”

“I don’t care one fucking bit. Put it on me,” she huffs.

“Of course, it is as you wish,” the toy says, holding the hood open, revealing the matching rubber red lined interior.

Ruby licks her lips, seeing the light coming in from the side filters, the phallic suck hole and the red tinted eye visors. The closer it got the closer she felt toward nirvana. She opens her mouth wide, as the toy slips the hood around her head, tugging it down and into her mouth as her beak wraps tightly around the suck hole. Her nostrils flare, the filters hiss as they shift, the hood expands and contracts around her head as she’s delved into a red tinted world of delights. The toy’s hands around her head, shift and adjust the mask till it's fitted perfectly around her head, wrapping around her neck like a big rubber choker collar, the toy’s words are slightly muffled but still very understandable through the rubber.

“Now we can seal the head to the body with the same Toys-4-U press-n-seal technology,” says K-2003 wiggling its rump in delight as it traces its fingers across the neck, the latex melting together into one solid rubber suit. The toy caresses around Ruby’s body, “See how smooth and contouring our suits are,” it says, squeezing the bird’s breasts, making them squeak loudly for the cameras, “Shall we get on the head gear or attach your back piece?” the toy asks, holding her close.

Ruby sinks deeper into the arousing bliss, her mind bouncing between what domineering things she could do in this suit, to those in this suit and simply enjoying being the rubber bird plaything. Her aching arousal is knowing no bounds as she’s been kept on the edge for so long that she didn’t know how she hasn’t fallen off the deep end. It takes a second call of her name to snap her out of her mind space, to mutter, “Back first, filters second,” in a vain attempt to show she has any control in this wondrous moment.

“As you wish,” The toy says, gently guiding Ruby around back toward the bed, “On all fours, and show off that sleek smooth back of yours,” the toy commands, gently caressing Ruby’s sides, encouraging the behavior as she shows off the wonderful rear fuck hole to the camera as it grabs the back filter. It holds up a black back filter, “This is our new advanced sensual aromatherapy air filtration device. For those that want to assault all your senses when pleasing your partner. It has a module design to replace the filters with all kind of sensual flavors, but today we are going to show you some… risqué uses,” it winks to the camera, placing the device in the upper center of Ruby’s back, “Just run your finger along the sides of the latex and the device like so, paying attention to which side is up, and the suit will combine and lock it in place, using our Toys-4-U patented press-n-seal technology.” It says with a rump wiggle.

Ruby would have rolled her eyes at another advertisement interjection but the weight of the pack, the tingling sensation of shifting rubber as it was bound to her, another piece of the rubber bird puzzle has found its spot, bringing her closer to completion, simply makes her hand wave off the contrivance.

“Please remain on all fours as it puts the filters into place.”

“Okay,” Ruby responds with a muffled voice, watching the toy grab one tube, twist locking the one end to her filter, running it to her shoulder and down to the back filter, where it locks it there and quickly enough, she does it with the other. The bird’s nostrils flare, the air rushing in and out of the tubes, feeling the flow and pressure of the air through them as the back filter for the moment floods her with the same intoxicating latex scent.

“Now this one will show you the special features for those who really enjoy musk play. This back filter comes with two options, to provide your own natural aromas right into the filter system and this one is going to show you both, how wonderful is that!” it exclaims with a rump wiggle, running its fingers along the device, and popping out a four-inch sized phallic device, “This is for all the ladies. To note if you want bigger or other variants, we can accommodate,” explains K-2003 as it gently caresses Ruby’s butt, climbing onto the bed and standing over her.

“Kay, two, zero, zero, three, what are you doing?” she asks, looking up at the toy as it stands over her like the colossus of Rhodes over the harbor.

“Relax this is part of the agreement you signed,” the toy says, its sex dripping wet onto the device as the toy sits down on it, using its clit hood to help guide itself into position while it holds onto Ruby’s rump, the toy facing toward the bird’s back, as it caresses and teases her ass while riding the toy.

Ruby feels the weight of the toy’s thrusts, its rear spread. She wants to make a comment but as she tries to breathe through her nose the tube in her mouth closes, forcing her to breathe through her nostrils, which is now laced with the aroma of the toy’s arousing sex, in far higher concentrations than what she’s experienced before.

With each thrust the toy’s juices are pulled into the filter, building up a small reservoir of the toy’s juices to be used to filter its intoxication with each breath Ruby is forced to take through the rubber bird suit.

The toy pants and moans, showing off the Bird’s butt and all its glory. The claws gliding across the tuchus with absolute delight while arching its back, squeezing its breasts as they grind between its arms, allowing for only quick jiggling bounces with each thrust as the toy lustfully shows off itself, till it eventually slams down, climaxing hard, the toy’s hot juices gushing into the filter as the toy enjoys the moment of afterglow, licking its lips as the toy says, “The user’s own breathing helps draw in your juices to get a nice good supply of it. And don’t worry, it's easy to clean, and through our patented system it can diffuse your aroma without worry about suffocating your suited up companion. Though we have breath play options, but remember never do breathe play solo,” it says with an affirmative nod, slamming down its sex one more time onto the back dildo before slowly pulling off, its clit hood licking the device before the toy puts it back down.

Ruby is swimming in the juices, each breath is like her face is right up in the toy’s crotch. Her toes curl as she huffs and puffs, the mask inflating, flooding her with the intoxicating time and time again, as she’s unsure when she will crack like an egg.

“Now… for you gentlemen out there, it knows you are going about, “That’s fine for the ladies, but what about me!” the toy gasps, “Oh, how dare this one say such a foul word as me… look there it said it again. You heard it here folks, this one said such nasty words, making it seem like it was anything but a toy…” it says with a teasing grin before it rubs the back, pushing the phallic device down, and then does a similar move to open up a hole at the bottom, “But look here, we have a lovely hole here for you to unleash your loads into. The flood system will spread your essence as equally as one can between the left and right side to equally spread your love to both sides of the breathing apparatus.”

The toy wiggles its rump, pushing Ruby onto the bed, “Please Ruby relax and let this one do the work, you deserve to relax, don’t you?”

She tenses and groans, “Just a little,” she huffs, letting herself get smooshed by the toy as it sits on her.

“Good bird,” the toy replies, looking back at the camera, “Now, in lieu of this one being such a bad toy, saying such nasty words that no toy should ever say, it is going to give you a special bonus. This one is a female model toy, but it is like a Swiss army knife, able to perform various tasks as required,” it says with a sly wink, as it slips its fingers into its sex. The toy softly moans. The toy digs its fingers deeper and deeper into its hot vent as its hot juices ooze out of it, dripping onto Ruby’s backside.

“This one almost has it…” it says, shuddering, toes curling as it pops out a lovely cyan sergal cock, “There it is!” it exclaims as the toy’s hot dripping member is coated in copious amounts of female toy juice, “For those who didn’t know, now you do,” it says with a wink as it presses its length against the hole in the filter pack, having had to turn around to face toward ruby, its hands now pressed along her shoulders, keeping her pinned against the bed, its breasts squeezed between its arms as it poses for the cameras.

Ruby looks over her shoulder, unable to see the toy dick, “What is she talking about?” she wonders as she suckles on the phallic length in her break. Her tongue coiling around it as she suckles hungrily, her body quivering in delight as she is jerked forward as the toy’s member slips into the back filter.

It moans softly, pushing its length into the pack, which only manages to take a portion of the toy’s throbbing essence. The toy begins to thrust into the hole, squeaking and squelching with each thrust, while it gives a deep tissue massage to Ruby’s back, “Hmm, this one hopes you are enjoying it even half as much as this one,” it teases.

With each thrust more of the toy’s pre-seed which has the same intoxicating effect but a slightly different aroma floods into Ruby’s hood. She helplessly takes it with each conditioning breath, further being put under the toy’s arousing sway.

She lets out muffled moans, squirming like a worm underneath the domineering toy, yet she hasn’t given in completely to the lustful madness. She wants to be taken but she wants to take. The sweet sounds of the toy’s moans is music to her ears, and when the toy slams in hard into the back vent, unleashing its hot toy load into the pack, flooding it with even more mixing toy juices, she is becoming ripe to be a domineering hyper aroused rubber bird goddess, “Such a good toy. An absolutely wonderful toy,” she says, her words slurred by the fuck hole. She humps the bed, grinding herself against it, as her hot vent becomes coated in her juices, slowly dripping out of her namesake-colored fuck hole and onto the bed sheets, creating a glistening pool underneath her.

The toy playfully pants, giving a few more firm hot thrusts before slowly pulling out of the back and sealing it up. The toy’s claws gently caress its messy length for the cameras, “It knows, this one is just full of surprises, and you can fill your lover full of surprises to with this device,” it muses, sliding off Ruby, and moving to the front, “Sweet bird, would you like to enjoy this one’s member before its hidden away once more? Its length comes out as some would say only once in a blue moon, but it's not a moon, nor blue, it's a cyan cock,” it says with an affirmative nod.

Ruby looks up, the mask hiding the glare, “For crying out loud Kay, two, zero, zero three. Why do you keep doing all these dad jokes,” she huffs, looking at the surprise dick in front of her. She slowly sits up, taking another deep intoxicating breath, “I love what you are doing, but it’s time for me to show the toy what a real dominatrix can do,” she chirps through her dripping mouth tube.

K-2003 wiggles its rump, the cock bouncing with the sway as it leans forward, the toy licking its lips before giving Ruby a deep passionate kiss. The toy’s tongue slipping into the fuck hole mouth, licking across the ribbed interior, diving in nice and deep to penetrate the opening and coil around ruby’s own snaking tongue.

Ruby is caught off guard at first, ready to pull away but with each passing moment, she leans into, pushing herself up against the toy, pressing her breasts against the toy’s mounds, pulling her closer as her sex clenches on the fuck hole in her, her rear clenching harder. A shudder runs through her as he feels the warmth of the toy’s length just throbbing there, knowing that it could just be shoved into her, to be taken so ravishingly… She pushed the idea away, embracing the kiss for a moment longer, but she is the one that breaks it, and the toy lets her, “It is time I come back and be the one in charge. Show you that I can be the top bird around here, even such a lonely suit as this… which I will admit has been beyond my expectations.”

The toy smiles, “This one is pleased you are enjoying the suit, but we haven’t gotten the good part that will really blow your mind at what we here at Toys-4-U can do to fulfill your kinky, fetish desires like no other!”

She lets out a muffled inquisitive chirp, “What do you mean toy?” she huffs, barely keeping herself under control with her sexual urges.

The toy leans in closer, its breasts pressing up against her beak as the toy licks across where the ear hole will be, the cool wet salvia tantalizingly teasing the bird as the toy whispers ever so sweetly, “Prototype Rubber Bird Conditioning Active.”

The suit’s eyes glow, and Ruby hears in her ears, a powerful monotone voice, “Command received. Initiating Rubber Bird conditioning.”

“What was that?” Ruby says with muffled words through the breathing tube.

K-2003 gently caresses her head, “What you asked this one to do. That is all, relax and feel firsthand what we at Toys-4-U can do for you,” it murrs, wiggling its rump and hiking the tail just a little in excitement.

“Current Owner: Toys-4-U. Obedience set to maximum,” says the hypnotic voice as the red eyes glow, blocking out the view of the outside world, beginning to steadily pulse as a soft white noise floods the avian’s hears, her excitement still high, arousal pushed higher and higher yet a relaxation over her body grows with each intoxicating breath.

“Drone will relax,” says the synthetic voice, speaking perfect monotone utterances, that can’t help Ruby’s mind to be drawn to it. It’s soothing in one way, yet so perfectly done she can’t ignore how unnatural it is.

Ruby shifts and chirps within the tube, her breathing calming, “I…” she shivers as her eyes become glazed over, pupils shrinking as they focus on the very center of the glow, the steady pulse which slows her heart down to match over several deep needful breaths.

“Good Drone. Continue to relax.”

A shiver runs up her spine. A tantalizing pleasure of praise, the sweet honey she has used to control her pets, to give them the satisfaction of value and worth, now doled out to her. It's intoxicating attention and praise, as she sinks in further over something so simple. Another breath, she flows down lower.

“Drone will relax to accept programming.”

Her toes curl for a moment then relaxes. Her body grows limp, shoulder’s slump. The sergal toy’s hands caressing and laying down her are barely registered, neither what the toy says next as she is laid onto the latex bed, feeling herself sink into the cushioned latex, which simply carries her deeper into her happy place. Safe place. Controlled space where nothing bad could happen.

“Here we are now showing off our patented mental friendly hypnotic conditioning hoods. For those who really want a little help getting into the headspace of being a toy, drone, a good pet, puppy, and so much more. Our system is able to take you there without any long-lasting side effects. Though be sure to double check any of your local laws to see if they allow Toys-4-U hypno-tech in your area,” it says as it gently caresses along the rubber bird’s body. The toy grabbing from within the box, a cloth and some latex polish. It pours the liquid into the cloth and begins to rub across the bird’s body.

The polish glistens and shines across Ruby’s rubber clad body, but it's the wonderful cooling sensation after that makes her heart flutter for just a second before she’s drawn down even deeper.

“Very good drone. Such a delightful drone. All relaxed. Protected. No need to think. Is drone ready for their programming to become a perfect unit?”

Ruby could only think of one thing to say at that moment. The only thought that could be said, one not of a person but of a drone, “Affirmative.”