Work Detail
Sitting in the relative darkness of the bridge listening to the coil whine of the display before him mixing with the repetitive sound of the cheep storage drives somewhere to his right the wolf yawned, cursing the nightshift on this damn freighter. Nothing interesting ever happened during the night shift. There wasn't even anything to do. The auto pilot was taking care of every minor course correction while the ship's AI, as limited as it was in this flying rust bucket, took care of everything else. He was only here due to regulations demanding one actual person be on duty at all times in case about 15 systems decide to crash simultaneously.
The door to the bridge opened behind him and without turning around he knew who, or rather what just entered, the squeaky sound of latex usually announced the android's presence before it could be seen. Shiny rubber covered whatever it was that powered it; sculpted to perfection, if you could afford it. This ships model however was a bit more on the budget side. Various parts were beginning to lose their shine, the crew had taken a liking to writing less than flattering things on it's body, and the clothes it had originally come in had been quickly replaced by a pair of obviously fake boobs that had been glued to the android.
Continuing its standing orders it was to clean the ship during the night shift, mostly because the day shift kept it busy whenever they had five to ten minutes of free time. The captain had taken care to get one that included various orifices for the crew's amusement and stress relief. Kneeling down next to the wolf it began to scrub the floor under the bored gaze of the canine. Watching it drone away at the menial task added somehow to the overwhelming desire to take a nap for the next five hours. A weird noise caught his attention though, a dull ... growl came from the android.
"Hey, android."
The almost featureless rubber head turned upwards, to meet the wolf's eyes.
"Might as well make yourself useful while you're here."
No reaction.
"God dammit. Blow me!"
Latex fingers dropped the scrubber they were currently holding and immediately began reaching for the wolf's suit. Grabbing the zipper it began pulling it down, revealing the chest, abs, and finally the sheath. Skilled fingers wrapped around the wolf's balls, carefully rolling them around, while the other thumb of the other hand began circling the sheath, slowly coaxing out the tapered red tip.
As the canid slowly reached full hardness the android's head began lowering, the hole, simulating its mouth, wrapped around the throbbing length, slowly letting it sink into its throat. With a sigh of relief the wolf relaxed. Feeling himself sink into that warm, wet hole he wondered how exactly they managed to recreate something like a throat, only to immediately push that thought aside as the android reached his slowly forming knot.
"Keep going."
Continuing as ordered it pushed further down, forcing his mouth to widen and take the knot. To the wolf it was pure heaven, he always wanted to orally knot somebody, but the growing of said knot usually didn't pair well with teeth, something the android was missing entirely. The tight latex was squeezing his length in all the right places while the android's tongue did its best to push past the knot and reach the wolf's balls.
As he was getting closer to his release the wolf quickly became dissatisfied with the service he was receiving. While it was nice to have his cock worshiped like that he needed more to cum. Grabbing the rubber head he pushed down. The android's simulated snout pushing hard against his groin, as his cock vanished even deeper into the rubber throat. He could feel his knot pushing at the back of the android's mouth, something he could never do with an actual person.
A sudden jolt went through the rubber thing on the floor, its throat squeezing the intruding piece of meat, much to the wolf's enjoyment. The canid began humping into the gag reflex, finally reaching that pleasurable peak. His balls drew in close as he unloaded volley after volley into the android, happily panting.
Due to being otherwise occupied the wolf didn't notice however that the small jolt that went through the android before had gotten stronger. Its head was shaking, trying to pull off, but lacking any enthusiasm while doing it. A rubber hand that came to rest on his abs caught his attention as he watched the android push himself off the wolf's cock, going through all the motions of fighting for air before quickly resuming his expressionless neutral kneeling position.
"I swear there's something off with that thing!" the wolf said while keeping an eye on the android serving breakfast to the crew.
"Why? Because it pulled off a second too soon? You probably just triggered a third law subroutine while you were prodding it." a sleepy looking lion responded.
"Then what about the weird noises it made?"
"Again, who knows what you messed up in there, they're not really made to take knots that way."
"It made the sounds before, weren't you listening?"
"Look, I'll keep an eye on it, but so far I haven't seen it act strange once."
The silence paired with the flabbergasted look on the wolf's face made the lion turn his head. Suddenly he understood what the wolf had meant by 'the android is acting weird'. Behind the counter the rubber figure stood, pushing one hand after another of the protein supplement into his mouth. It just stood there, repeating the same motion as if stuck on loop, only stopping after the tray had been emptied.
"Told you!"
"Your damn android ate weeks worth of our rations! He didn't follow orders and the crew had to do all the work it was supposed to do! I demand compensation!" the wolf berated the shivering koala behind the counter.
"S-Sir, I-I cannot-"
"Now! Or I'll swear to the company I'll sue you for everything you own!"
"I-I-I-"
"Did I stutter?!" his hands slammed on the glass counter for added emphasis, making the koala jump back.
The workshop door swung open and a squirrel in a blue overall stepped out. The red and white of his fur in stark contrast to the blue and black of his stained work clothes. He stopped for a second before approaching the shouting wolf; stepping without hesitation into his personal space and looking him straight into the eye.
"What seems to be the problem," he asked with a well-practiced but obviously fake smile, before adding a "Sir" several seconds later.
"As I keep telling you, your piece of shit malfunctioned and it cost us!"
"I'm listening."
The wolf, visibly annoyed, retold what had happened, embellishing what had happened here and there, to increase the inevitable payout he'd get. Maybe it'd be enough to upgrade to the next model, he had heard their internals were better than the real thing.
"Let's see." was the only reply the squirrel had for the wolf, as he grabbed the android that had been dumped next to the angry canine. Effortlessly he grabbed the rubber arm, lifted it and the whole android with it from the floor and slammed it onto the counter; smirking as he saw the wolf's wide eyes.
He produced a tablet from behind his belt, effortlessly pulled off the fake boobs stuck to the android and placed it on the android's chest and let it sync.
"Enter maintenance mode"
"Confirm." a robotic, but still otherworldly voice replied.
The tablet lit up with various data, most of which the squirrel skimmed, but ultimately ignored until he found what he was looking for.
"Sir, I regret to inform you that not only will we not be paying you, but you also lost your collateral and" he quickly glanced over to the calendar on the wall, "you owe us an additional 3000 credits."
"What!? Bullshit!"
"You're overdue Sir"
"I rented it for a whole year, it can't be more than 10 months!"
"Nine actually, but you see the contact you signed specifies that the unit has to undergo maintenance at least once every 6 months. You missed that, which allows us to keep your collateral and every month you go over that gets you a fine of 1000 credits. Will that be card or transfer?"
Anger welled up in the wolf, he bared his teeth and a deep growl could be heard in the small store. Seeing the squirrel not react at all made him even angrier.
"I'll fucking rip you in two!"
The squirrel just chuckled, "Number three, detain!" and went back to looking through the malfunctioning androids logs.
The wolf barely had time to react as one of the display models to his side moved. In less than a second the rubber figure had gone from holding various tools to tackling the wolf and pinning him beneath him. His arms twisted behind his back and effortlessly held in place by rubber hands, while a rubber covered knee began applying more and more pressure to the wolf's lower back until the canine finally stopped struggling.
"Second generation security android, impressive, isn't it?" the squirrel said, his boots only inches away from the wolf's muzzle.
"Here's the thing, normally I'm supposed to send you home without any replacement, since you violated the maintenance clause, but I'm feeling generous today. So, if you pay your fine, say 'thank you' and leave without making another scene I'll give you good ol' number three here for the remaining three months, as shall we say a demo unit for one of our valued customers. What do you think?"
The wolf whose muzzle was still pinned to the floor growled some more before calming down slowly and spitting out two words that were practically oozing with hostility: "Thank you."
"Number three: release"
The pressure on the wolf's back instantly vanished, his arms were free again, if somewhat sore and as he began to get up the android even offered his hand to help him up.
"Number three: temporary owner assignment maximum duration: 100 days." he turned to the wolf, "Please place you hand in the circle"
A white glowing circle appeared on the androids chest and disappeared a second after the wolf had made contact.
"Assignment confirmed."
"Have a nice day sir, please feel free to drop it off at any of our over 250 stored on various stations for your convenience. Would you like a bag to carry your balls- I beg your pardon, I meant to say boobs."
After the door had been slammed shut the squirrel looked to the clerk behind the counter. The koala was still visibly shaken.
"You know, you can't let customers walk over you like that. If they get rowdy use the androids, that's what they're for."
"I know Hank, but I... I-"
"You'll get used to it. I'll take this one to the back, you ok here?"
"Y-Yeah."
In the brightly lit workshop Hank carried the android to the examination table that stood in the center, placed the rubber figure on it and secured its extremities with rigid metal restraints.
Tapping a few buttons on his tablet a spot of rubber on its left arm began to shimmer and almost liquify, Hank just reached for it and pulled. A long small tube extended from the rubber which in trained precision got connected with a similar looking piece of tubing below the table.
"Beginning refueling" the eerie voice said.
That being taken care of Hank picked up his tablet, stepped back a few steps before he spoke.
"Disengage override"
"Please authorize"
Hank swiped a card over his tablet and pressed his thumb on the screen.
"Confirm. Disengaging over- AHHHH Where am I!? I can't see! Get me out! HELP!"
"Mute voice. Calm down, the longer you struggle and thrash around the longer you will stay that way, nod if you understand"
The rubber covered head nodded.
The squirrel picked up a tool from a nearby tray and stepped closer to the rubber android. He carefully placed the triangular device on it's forehead and, while applying some pressure, slowly moved down from there in a long, straight line until he had reached it's groin. Carefully he put his fingers in between the two sides of the rubber and pulled to the side, revealing a furry belly. He worked his way up along the sand and light brown colored fur, freeing more and more of the canine that was trapped beneath the rubber until he finally reached the head, where he pulled the rubber off like a hood revealing a silently panicking coyote.
"Unmute voice."
"Please, I don't know how i got into this.. this thing, please get me out!"
The squirrel snorted.
"Oh please, spare me that act, I've seen it all by now mister... Harris,. I can see your record on file and if you want to I can also play you the video in which you gave your consent to be put in there. Given your list of priors I'd even say you got yourself a pretty good deal. People abducting children usually don't last long in prison."
"Heh, well, can't blame a guy for trying."
"No, I most definitely can. Sadly it has no influence on what happens to you. How are you feeling?"
"Hungry."
"That will be taken care of in about ten to twenty minutes, the freighter you were loaned to missed their scheduled maintenance, so the nutrient supply in your suit ran low."
"What!? I could have died!"
"No need to be that dramatic, the suit took measures to prevent that. Also, as per your contact, your remaining sentence has been shortened to fifteen months and a compensation of 2000 credits has been deposited into your account."
"Nice, now what?"
"Now comes the fun part." the squirrel said while turning around, a pair of blue latex gloved covering his hands.
Hank completely ignored the coyote's confused look as he went straight for his, still rubber covered bulge. He slid two fingers under the rubber, feeling for the canine's sheath, followed by a small rubber tube vanishing inside it. The first gentle touch earned him a low grunt-turned-moan, that then quickly turned into a yelp when he began pulling on the small tube.
The coyote was helpless as he felt something being pulled from a place nothing should ever be. The burning sensation making its way to the tip of his flaccid cock was the most uncomfortable thing he had ever felt. When he finally felt that tube leave his sensitive urethra he sighed in relief. Only a second later a blush joined in, as he felt himself begin to harden. His long ignored cock quickly grew in size, filling first his sheath and then growing outwards until the heavy rubber stopped it.
The squirrel meanwhile stood back at the tray next to the examination table, completely oblivious to the coyote's plight, idly tapping on his tablet.
"Dude, either continue or uncuff my hand, but don't leave me hanging like this."
"Just a minute. I can't unlock you due to your violent tendencies, but i have to do this properly or it might get bad for you later."
"Huh?"
"Gotta make sure your suit reacts properly if the next crew is as good with appointments as the last on was."
"Wait, that can happen again?"
"Obviously"
"No way, I don't want you to rent me out that long anyway, my balls feel like they'll explode."
"You get no say in that. You waived that right for a reduced sentence. Ok, all done, let's take care of your little problem, shall we."
"I'll show you little!"
Hank returned to the table and slowly peeled back the remaining rubber, completely freeing the coyote's shaft. He waited a few seconds more to let it grow to its final size before quietly snorting again.
Before the rubber covered fur could complain though his hand quickly closed around the red meat. His thumb began a small, gentle rubbing motion over the area the coyote's knot would begin to form, turning the coyote to wax in his paws.
Hank could feel the canine's pulse through his cock as he continued the slow methodical teasing. Every few seconds it would throb in his hand, hardening the somewhat spongy feeling cock a tad more. He was well aware that prolonged encasement in the suits would make the first erections of the wearer less than a hundred percent, something he routinely failed to inform the wearers of though, no reason they should get to have all the fun.
Looking into the canine's face he could tell he didn't mind or hadn't even noticed that fact, as he was happily moaning along, eyes closed in bliss. A quick glance to his tablet showed him he still had about two minutes until the command he had set up prior to kick in, so he figured he'd up his game some more for an added effect.
Hanks second hand joined in, closing around the sizable low-hanging balls below the pre-cum drooling cock. Using some of the dripping pre he began massaging the balls, rolling them around and very lightly squeezing them with his thumb. The hand on the cock before him had started to agonizingly slow hove up and down the shaft, making an effort to always rub that spot near the knot that drove canine's wild.
The coyote's breathing began to speed up, signaling the approaching point of no return. A loud beep cut through the cacophony of moans, grabbing the attention of both furs in the room. Hank of course knew what it signalised and stopped all stimulation to pick up the tablet, much to the canine's dismay.
"Sorry about that, it can wait." he said, putting it back down before turning back towards the coyote.
"Don't care, just continue!"
The squirrel stood there for a second, making sure the bound fur saw him looking at his groin.
"I would, but we have a small problem there. Nothing to be ashamed off, it can happen after a few months in a suit."
When the coyote struggled to lift his head from the haze of lust to see his slowly shrinking manhood Hank did his best not to smile, not that he needed to hide it, experience told him the smaller canine had other things on his mind at this point.
"No!, Nonono I need to blow, do something!"
"No worries, the body adapts when it only gets one type of physical pleasure for a while, I'll have you emptiying your balls in no time."
Hank pressed a button on the side of the table and it sprang to life. The coyote's legs, firmly secured to the table began to spread a bit. In the next step they began to rise and bend, leaving the canine in a crouching position on a table that was slightly angled forward.
The floor opened between his legs and a rectangular box began to rise. Once locked in place a small rod extruded and then everything stopped.
Wide-eyed the coyote looked at the squirrel that had moved to the back of the room to a cabinet.
"What are you doing!?"
"Anal stimulation should get you hard enough to enjoy your orgasm. Alternatively I could also simply drain your balls if you prefer."
"What do you mean with anal stimulation, just what did they do to me on that ship?"
"I don't have the specifics, but judging by the stuff that was written on the suit, I'd say a bit of everything."
"No! No way in hell am i gonna let you shove something up my ass."
"Electroejaculation it is."
"Elec- NO! F-fine, but nothing big." the coyote said barely audible.
"What exactly do you want me to do now, you're not exactly making yourself clear with that mumbling of yours."
"Use a dildo."
"Sorry, what?"
"Use a fucking dildo you prick, but make it a small one."
"Looking through your logs I doubt 'small' will work. The last ship you were on only had pretty endowed crewmates it seems" Hank lied. While the suit did track many things, that wasn't one of them.
"Whatever"
When the squirrel returned the coyote's eyes went wide in his hand was something well over a foot long and as big as a small soda can. Hank quickly attached its base to the corresponding rod and guided it to the canine's rubber covered back entrance. He gave the donkey replica a quick squeeze to produce some lube from its tip, smeared that around the hole in the rubber and then let the machine take over.
The smaller fur groaned in discomfort as he felt himself being stretched beyond what he had believed possible. He saw inch after inch vanishing inside of him and a strange new pressure building inside him. The only positive part about this whole ordeal though was that that seemed to breathe new life into his flaccid length.
"Oh good, we can finally continue, " came the mocking remark from the squirrel, "we gotta hurry though, your next assignment just came in, another 5 month stint on another freighter."
"AH! What?"
"Did you expect a vacation? No you get to blow your load and then it's back to work."
It took the coyote a few seconds to clear his mind enough to form a response and another few for him to wrestle down the things he felt so he could stop moaning for a while.
"I-I'll go insane if I have to wait that long again. Just... just blowing once isn't enough, I can feel it. Please, anything else. Shorter deployments maybe?."
"Hmmm." Hank made a show out of scrolling through his tablet as the canine did his best not to sound like a bitch in heat getting bred roughly by a mutt in a backalley.
"I don't think we have any short term contracts for work androids, unless..."
"AHhh un- *grunt* unless HNNN unless what?"
"Unless you'd be willing to switch contracts with us. There are a few up for display units."
Hank waited for a reply the coyote obviously wanted to make but couldn't. He no longer seemed to have full control over his shivering body that got shook by random spasms, trying its hardest to go over the edge, which Hank knew was impossible; one of his favorite command overrides the suits offered to technicians.
"I see your occupied, so I'll just give you the cliffnotes. You'd stay in a store to showcase new upgrades or functions, with a maintenance about every two or so weeks to ensure you're up to snuff. Occasionally you'd go home with a potential buyer for a few days so he can see if an android would be a good fit for his needs. Interested?"
"FUCK! YES!"
"Was that a yes or were you just getting into it?"
"Sign me up-AHHHH"
"Great. Suit: Change contract to store model type: B."
The otherworldly voice sprang to life, silencing the moaning coyote as it used his mouth to speak.
"Wearer confirmation required. Do you agree to the change of contractual parameters?"
"YES! God Yes!"
"Confirmed. New contact length set to 10 years. New Owner set to Mechanic #52916. Shutting down for initial calibration."
With that sentence everything stopped. The machine that had up until now mercilessly pounded the coyote's ass stopped mid thrust and then pulled back finally out. The gaping hole that was left quickly closed with the heavy rubber.
The canine's mouth opened to scream at the squirrel, but no tone made it out as the horrified face vanished behind a closing wall of rubber. The seam that the quirrel had opened before slowly began to seal itself from the top to the bottom. Meanwhile the cock that had been twitching and leaking for the last half hour deflated almost instantly, vanished inside its sheath and finally behind shiny rubber.
"Oh, probably should have mentioned that, ah well what's another week of calibration after 9 months?"