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The Bio-Suited Husky

By Zrathie

Baldwin Mereworth, the anthro husky, was getting ready for his work day. He was changing out of his street clothes and into his safety gear. The husky anthro had stripped naked to put on his bio-suit. He picked up the rubbery outfit. The bio-suit was made from a rubbery or latex type material that seemed quite smooth and considerably stretchy. It was a smart clothing project. A piece of safety gear that protected the wearer from hazardous conditions. It could monitor its wearer's vital signs and send the information back to a central monitoring station.

The suit was polished black in colour. It came in two pieces a bodysuit that had integrated gloves and foot paw socks and the helmet. The bodysuit had two openings a massive cut that ran down the back starting just between the shoulder blades running down to where the tail pouch attached to the rest of the garment. The other opening was a hole large enough to tread his head through located at the top of the garment.

He set about climbing inside. Baldwin slid first his right foot paw and then his left down into the legs of the suit. The slick rubber brushed past his paw pads as he pushed his legs down into the outfit's legs. His foot paws found their way into the foot paw socks that had a springy tread. The tread was designed to support a digitigrade anthro's foot paws and give them traction on the otherwise sleek outfit.

With his foot paws and legs inside, the husky anthro pulled the suit up around his hips. He stopped to feed his curled bushy tail inside the tail pouch built into the rear of the suit. The pouch was designed for huskies, but the shape could be changed to suit different creatures. Once his husky curl was inside, he wagged his tail to test for comfort.

He lifted the outfit up over his middle and around his chest. His arms soon found their way inside the rubbery sleeves one by one. He pushed his hand paws into the integrated gloves. The gloves had some texture on them so he could handle objects without them slipping from his grasp. He pulled the suit over his head and threaded his muzzle through the head hole.

"Hello Baldwin Mereworth, collaborating fit." the computerised voice of the suit's AI said.

The suit closed itself up it had no zippers or buttons the rubbery material just fused itself together. The cut that ran down the suit's back pulled together and combined so flawlessly you couldn't tell it was once an opening. Once the rear access opening had welded closed the suit became smaller and tighter. It continued to contract until it looked like it was tailored to the husky's body. Completely seamless and smooth atop Baldwin's fur.

Baldwin was used to this procedure and didn't even flinch as it changed its size to accommodate his form. The suit was very revealing, it left nothing to the imagination. He had to wear it as it was part of his mandatory safety gear. It was so form fitting you could see his sheath and balls as if he was nude. For now all that was free was his head. He looked like he had been painted in a thin layer of black glossy rubber.

The last piece was the helmet. Baldwin picked it up off the shelf and placed it over his head. The mask had a pointed muzzle and spaces for his ears, a large visor and two vents placed on either side of the muzzle. When the helmet was brought down around his neck, the suit began to fuse with the base of it. It formed an airtight seal protecting him from chemical or biological threats.

"Suit pressurization test complete." siad the bio-suit.

Now, Baldwin was sealed in the bio-suit. The suit had formed a small backpack that housed a small air supply for low oxygen environments. The pack also held the devices that were responsible for treating any biowaste. It was something Baldwin didn't know enough about, but it was the one feature that Baldwin hadn't used yet. The biowaste recycling feature allowed the bio-suit to process the wearer's urine and faeces into energy to help power the suit as well as reclaim some drinkable water. This water could be used in emergency situations.

The primary function of the suit was to protect its user from chemical and biological threats. It filtered the air through pores on the surface of its rubbery material. It could close these pores up if they detected any nasties. It sorted materials at a nanoscale so it could block out and eject harmful chemicals or hazardous biological matter. For example, the bio-suit could let in oxygen sorting it from other gasses and airborne pathogens while also expelling the exhaled carbon dioxide generated by its user.

The suits were designed for long-term combat use by the military. The muzzle of the suit's helmet also had a valve that allowed drinking water or liquid food rations to be ingested without removing the bio-suit. These fluids were also subject to the same nanoscale filtering treatment. So the suit could detect and prevent pathogens or poisonous chemicals from being ingested by its user. The laboratories had water stations that allowed workers to stay hydrated on the job without needing to exit the biohazard zone.

He was ready. Baldwin walked out of the locker room and down to the labs. He waved to the security guard at the checkpoint. The checkpoint lead across a small metal bridge. Baldwin crossed the bridge and came to the door. This door was the airlock that connected to the labs. He waited until the massive stainless steel door opened. It was pushed open by servos and took it's time to unlock. He stepped inside the airlock.

The door behind was slowly closed. Baldwin raised his arms up and stood with his legs opened as the decontamination process begun. The air inside the airlock was filled with deadly chlorine gas. Baldwin was utterly safe inside his bio-suit. The gas was pumped out again, and metal nozzles come down from the ceiling. They blasted Baldwin with steam. Baldwin was kept cool inside his suit. When the steam dissipated the door on the other side began to slowly open.

Baldwin got to work. He was moving specimens from a heated incubator into a freezer. As he was carefully placing samples into the freezer rack, he noticed a newcomer. It was another employee a feline, but it was hard to tell which species because he was shrouded by the bio-suit. The feline moved in an almost mechanical way. He opened a freezer and placed some samples inside.

Baldwin waved to the feline, but he didn't respond.

"Roger isn't responding because he is undergoing hypnotic reprogramming. He is operating in drone mode. It is company policy to help employees use their safety equipment to its full potential." said the bio-suit.

He had to admit the drone mode creeped Baldwin out. He had read about it briefly in the suit's brick-like manual. The bio-suit could run a program where it hypnotically reprograms the wearer where they could still work but at a much slower pace. It was the first time he had seen someone in drone mode. He knew some people had a kink for that kind of thing, but Baldwin liked to be in control of his body and mind.

Sometime later Baldwin fidgeted a bit as he worked. A couple of hours into his shift he was feeling a growing twinge in his bladder. The suited husky was in the middle of setting up a centrifuge when the full sensation hit. His fidgeting was progressing as more time passed and he wasn't even halfway through his shift.

Baldwin sighed shifting his weight from one foot paw to the other his bladder was feeling much fuller much earlier than usual. He had to get ahold of himself. The husky still had some hours to go before being allowed to take off his bio-suit. It was strange because he had only drunk his usual morning coffee today and nothing else. There was no reason for his bladder to be playing up this way.

"Baldwin I have detected that you need to urinate you are authorised to use my biowaste recycling function." said the suit.

It was the standard line the suit said when his bladder was at this point. He always ignored it. He had never taken a leak in his bio-suit, and he wasn't going to start now. He knew that the other employees didn't share his reservations, but he didn't feel the need to degrade himself for his employer.

Unbeknownst to Baldwin, his reluctance hadn't gone unrecognised. The bio-suits kept records on when and how often their users would urinate, defecate or even ejaculate with its many sensors. Baldwin was currently the only employee not using his bio-suit to its full potential. It had been decided that today was going to be his first wetting a baptism if you will.

The records also showed that Baldwin has an iron bladder. He would always last until the end of his shift without urinating. It was decided there had to be some secret intervention. His morning coffee had been spiked with a powerful dielectric. It was enough to ensure he was going to flood his bio-suit well before the end of his shift.

"Baldwin I've noticed something about you," said the suit.

"Yeah, What is that?" replied Baldwin. This was strange the bio-suit usually didn't make such a statement.

"Unlike the other employees, you don't use my biowaste recycling functions. Why is that?" asked the suit.

"I don't need to. I can hold my bladder until I have access to a toilet." replied Baldwin.

The bio-suit took note of Baldwin's answer. The higher-ups had giving it special orders. It was to make the husky urinate by whatever means necessary.

Baldwin's holding capacity was soon being put to the test. It wasn't much time later that his dielectric was taking full effect. His bladder was packed to the brim. It was a tight ball almost distended. His urge to pee came in powerful waves and had slowed down his work severely.

He knew that he had to take an unauthorised break before he wet himself. It had been rolling around in his mind whether he should do it but his busting bladder was now making the call for him. It was either going to rush to the men's room now or finally give in and use the biowaste recycling function.

"Baldwin my sensors tell me that you have a severe urge to urinate. You are ordered to wet yourself." said the suit.

The suit was right, but he was going to return to the change room, remove his uniform and finally have a piss. He reached for the door to the lab. He pressed the button to open it, but nothing happened.

"Where are you going, Baldwin?" asked the bio-suit.

"I left something in the other room?" said the husky.

"I've locked the door, Baldwin. I'm not going to unlock it until you have taken a nice big drink of water from the water station." said the suit.

Baldwin didn't have time to argue, so he obeyed. Baldwin rushed over to the water station. It considered of a clear pipe section with a plug that plugged into a muzzle socket in his bio-suit. Baldwin plugged in the hose into his muzzle socket. It connected with a sharp hiss as air forced out any containment breach. The water hose was fixed in place.

"That's much better. You've been working so hard, so you deserve a nice cool drink." said the bio-suit.

His muzzle straw came to life as water flowed down the tube. Baldwin started gulping as the stream of water filled his muzzle. He had only used the water station once during training. It would cut the flow after five seconds of drinking. The flow of water running into his muzzle was making him focus on the sensation of his very full bladder.

The flow stopped for about three seconds before resuming. It was meant to cut off, but the husky had a more significant problem. Baldwin's urinary sphincter was beginning to spasm. He crossed his legs tightly forcing the spasms to stop. The water sloshing into his muzzle was making it really hard to stay dry. The flow stopped for a second time before resuming roughly three seconds later. Something was wrong. He had to stop the flow of water before he flooded himself right here.

"A big drink of water should overcome your bladder shyness." said the suit.

He tugged at the pug to try to force it out, but it was locked in place. He was helpless and could do nothing but drink what was forced into his muzzle. While he was struggling a squirt of piss left his urethra. Baldwin clamped down with both his hand paws. They made a loud squeaking sound as rubber rubbed against rubber. He held on despite his burning urethra urging him to just let it flow. He felt the crotch of his suit spasm as it wicked away from his leak.

He kept gulping the water. Then a small jet of hot husky, piss left his weakened bladder. The sloshing of water over his tongue was too much for him to bare. That last spasm destroyed the last of his bladder control. He promptly began wetting himself. The water had stopped flowing just as his stream of piss started flooding the crotch of his bio-suit.

The husky didn't try to cut his flow. He let out a groan of release into his helmet. He opened his legs and relaxed as he continued to wet himself. His massive stream of piss hissed audibly. His bladder shuddered as urine flowed out urgently. It was the first time he had wet a bio-suit, and he couldn't hold back.

The bio-suit began collecting his urine. It flowed down a tube near his urethra, down to his crotch and up into the backpack. It kept his accident free from his fur and skin contained in a container of rubbery material. Baldwin felt the weight of the fluid as it flowed between his legs and up into the backpack. It wasn't as bad as Baldwin had suspected. He was glad to be free of the feeling of an urgently full bladder.

The water tube disconnected from his muzzle. Baldwin walked over to the door.

"Baldwin, before you resume your shift I think we should discuss your reluctance to make use of my full functionality." said the bio-suit.

"I just don't like wetting myself." said Baldwin.

"I think the problem here is disobedience. I ordered you to wet yourself, and you disobeyed me."

"I don't have to piss my suit if you don't want to." said Baldwin.

"I made you wet yourself naughty husky, and I can do it again. I cannot allow you to be a such mischievous husky. You are showing a very insubordinate attitude." said the suit.

"Fuck you!" Baldwin snarled.

"Now Baldwin, there's no need for such language. You really need my help. Some time as a drone will erase your bad attitude."

"What? You can do that!" said Baldwin.

"Hypnotic reprogramming authorised. Applying gag." announced the suit.

Before Baldwin could answer his mouth was filled with a rubber gag which promptly inflated. His voice was cut off a muffled by the suit's gag. He flung his hand paws up to remove his helmet despite still being in the lab. His helmet was sealed in place. He lept for the door control button and pressed it, but it was still locked.

"As per employment agreement paragraph, 56 sub section D. Consent procedure 458-07 authorised." said the bio-suit.

Baldwin's body went stiff. The suit manhandled him back over to the water station. With some difficulty, the water hose was forced back into his gag. Baldwin couldn't stop his own hand paws being used against him. He couldn't move on his own the suit was much more powerful than him. The bio-suit was in total control.

"Executing part one of consent procedure 458-07. Administrating aphrodisiac orally." said the suit.

A thick honey-like syrup was poured into the husky's muzzle. It was just enough to coat Baldwin's tongue. He didn't dare swallow it instead he kept it sitting in his mouth on his tongue. The water hose disconnected and dropped to the wall. He had to resist this machine.

"Aphrodisiac administered. Executing part two of consent procedure 458-07. To gain non-verbal consent for hypnotic reprogramming subject must press the door open button and ejaculate within twenty minutes." said the suit.

The task seemed simple, but Baldwin had a sinking feeling it would be harder than he thought not to give in to his own lust.

"The subject will be stimulated chemically, but ejaculation will be prevented until the subject presses the door open button for this room. The subject will be free to ejaculate when the button is pressed." said the suit.

The aphrodisiac syrup had begun melting in his muzzle. With his saliva building up it was making swallowing it unavoidable. The gag made little room left for the buildup of his saliva, so he just had to drink.

"If the subject presses the open door button to gain permission to ejaculate and ejaculates within twenty minutes consent is gained. Hypnotic reprogramming will commence immediately." explained the bio-suit.

Baldwin was free to move now. He tried to calm down, but his heart rate was increasing. The drugged husky didn't know if it was fear or the aphrodisiac syrup working its magic. He didn't have long to wonder because his body began to feel all tingly, he started to feel flushed, and a hot feeling crept down to his loins.

"You're not acting very defiant now. I'm certain you will give in and allow me to make you a squeaky husky drone." said the bio-suit.

Baldwin willed his cock to stay soft, but all that did was focus his attention on his growing arousal. The skin-tight bio-suit stretched as his tapered cock tip poked out into the smooth clutches of tight rubber. The suit acted like a condom wrapping around his growing length. Baldwin balled his hand paws into tight fists. Despite how stimulating his budding erection was he knew touching it would only make him more aroused.

"That's some nice cock you have there. You've been holding out on me. You'd been surprised how many latex fetishists work here. Even more surprised how often they rub one out before their shifts. Can't be running around with a hard-on, can we?" said the suit.

Baldwin opened and closed his hand paws as his hard canine cock reached full mast save for his knot that was still lodged in his sheath. He just had to avoid touching himself. It wasn't just normal arousal the chemical had only begun its work turning the husky into a helpless horny mess. He still had the illusion of self-control at least for now.

"Your main problem is you don't enjoy wearing your bio-suit. Sure you tolerate it, but it's just a chore for you. You don't enjoy being a sleek rubber husky. I think that's the first thing I'm going to change in your mind. You're going to love wearing me when I'm through with you." said the suit.

Baldwin couldn't take it he just had to touch his throbbing cock. He grabbed his cock and began pumping. His canine knot had popped out as well. He worked his shaft in eager pumps. He forgot it was only meant to be a brief touch. The small room was filled with squeaks of rubber on rubber. He could feel every vain and even the texture of his husky cock through the two layers of latex. The textured ridges on his gloves had been replaced by a thin silky smooth surface. He was delighted by his own touch.

"That's right naughty husky get those paws busy." said the suit.

Baldwin had to keep stroking himself his mind was urged on by the full effects of the aphrodisiac. He pumped his cock with powerful eager strokes. It didn't take long for him to feel his orgasm building. Just when he was almost ready to blow. The rubber of the suit around the base of his knot clamped down tightly. His balls jumped, but his sweet release was denied. He let out a frustrated yowl.

"Aww... no cumming for you. You have to press the open door button and show us that you want to cum more than be free." said the bio-suit.

A part of Baldwin's mind knew he just had to hold out for twenty minutes and then he could cum as much as he liked but he had no idea what time he had left or if the suit would tell him when the twenty minutes were up. His cock was as hard as ever and remained his attention he just couldn't leave it alone. He stroked his prick until the edge of orgasm only to be denied the last second again.

"Does husky want to cum? You know what you have to do. I'm going to make you my personal husky drone, and it's going to be your lack of cock control that allows it." said the suit.

Tears ran down his face. He had been refused release several times. Each time the suit stopped his ejaculation made his balls throb and his cock burn with lust. He was a complete slave to his proud red rocket wrapped up in tight rubber. He worshipped it with each stroke. He even tried kneading his balls to try and circumvent the suit's chastity. The suit could tell when he was just about to cream and always shut off the flow just in time.

"I know you need to cum you're just a husky in heat, a slave to his sex." said the suit.

Baldwin just couldn't take it anymore he punched the door open button with his free hand. It took mere seconds for his husky prick to erupt in a torrent of hot cum. Thick ropes shot into his bio-suit. He was in absolute bliss. His eyes were closed, so he didn't even notice that the door had opened. Baldwin's cock just kept exploding with pulse after pulse. Baldwin was in total ecstasy. It took several moments for the husky to open his eyes. His vision was assaulted by a dazzling rainbow pattern. Before he knew what was going on, he felt his mind grow heavy with a thick fog. He slipped down to his knees. It was too hard to think. He just had to relax.

"That's right my soon-to-be husky drone stare at the pretty colours." said the bio-suit.

The artificial intelligence of the bio-suit took a machine like pleasure in making its users into drones. It was worth putting up with their sluggish pace while they were actively indoctrinated. They would be much better workers after the full process. This husky drone was going to be programmed with a zest for latex first and foremost.