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Vulpine Bio-Suit Captive

By Zrathie

Vivid was mulling over the deal. Should he submit his freedom to this living suit? The last few hours had been exhilarating and stimulating indeed but to sign over his freedom for at least twenty-four hours was a significant risk. He enjoyed the firm feeling of the suit wrapped tightly around him, the second skin of living latex. He swished his tail to and fro. In his mind, he had already made up the decision. He wanted to be in the suit and explore the recreational activities further.

"I agree to the deal," Vivid said.

"I know your kinks, little fox. I know that you do with that red rocket between your thighs," said the bio-suit.

Suddenly the bio-suit grabbed his arms and forced them into a tight hug around his chest. It was as if he had been placed in a straight jacket. For a latex suit, it was quite strong. It was quite capable of shoving him as it had done before. Again he was trapped. Despite himself, he could feel a flush of heat travelling down to his loins. This was after his recent paw off session.

The suit made him move again, this time towards the kitchen. Once inside the bio-suit forced him towards his sink. The suit gave control of his arms back for just a moment before it seized them again. One of his hands moved towards the tap and the other towards the side of the sink. Vivid was made to bend forward as cold water spraying for from the faucet. Most of it was pouring down the drain, but a good portion was entering the water drinking filter in the suit's muzzle.

As Vivid wasn't being forced to drink the water, it must have been transferred into the reservoir located on the suit's back. Vivid shivered slightly remembering his tight full bladder and how he was avoiding using the urine reclamation functions of the bio-suit until he is eventually forced to wet. He loved and hated that process. Being this device's plaything was definitely a turn on. The suit had made him into a pants piddler, and it seemed to be on the agenda again today.

The bio-suit let him stand up. Vivid switched off the tap with his hands being back under his control. Vivid had to get to work. He was already wearing his uniform, maybe he should put a jacket over it, so when he was out in public, it wouldn't seem so weird. Perhaps some shorts to cover over the suit. The bio-suit didn't leave anything to the imagination. A plump sheath and pair of balls were not something he wanted to flaunt.

Vivid returned to his bedroom. He picked out a pair of tan shorts and a white t-shirt. With a little bit of difficulty with increase bulk of his helmet, he put on the t-shirt. The shorts were much simpler; he didn't feel as nude as he essentially was. He checked the time on his alarm clock and saw that he still had plenty of time to get to the job site.

Vivid collected his car keys and house keys. Not forgetting his wallet either he placed all the items into a small shoulder bag on his way out the door. He quickly rushed to his car and was glad for the little bit of privacy at least. The drive to the job site was uneventful except for the times to bio-suit made him drink some of the water it had loaded him up on earlier.

When they arrived at the mushroom contaminated building, he quickly trotted into the changing trailer. Vivid didn't want to be seen already wearing his protective workwear especially with voyeuristic dragons about. He had already called in favour with his dragon boss, and he didn't want any more leverage put over him. Thankfully Robert was nowhere to be found. If he were at the job site, he'd be in his office as a lot of bosses where. Just doing paperwork while he did the real heavy lifting.

The suit hadn't spoken to him since he had left his home and the standard display in the hud had been switched off. The bio-suit wasn't even letting him see the options anymore, and he doubted that the suit would listen to his voice commands. That part made him shiver and not just from fear his thick vulpine tail closed down over is rump and his ears pressed flat inside the helmet.

He was placed under the suit's control for real now. Before it was just a sampling of its capabilities. Suddenly another wave of water is forced down the hydration straw. He knew that his suit was loading him up to wet his pants. It wasn't going to be too bad he had experienced that multiple times before. Vivid was learning that the bio-suit did indeed live up to its name in keeping him free of biological contaminants even from his own body. At an instinctual level, he knew that the bio-suit was up to something and it wouldn't be as easy as it was this morning.

He took off the t-shirt and shorts and placed them inside his work locker. Vivid was now ready for is a day of toil. He hadn't mixed work with pleasure before, and he was confident that it was in the cards. The tapered tip of his penis had ejected itself from its sheath. He had to try and keep his lust under control. Maybe he could hold out until tonight before doing anything overtly sexual. It was entirely up to his bio-suit now.

The bio suit and his fox captive walked towards the entrance of the contaminated furniture shop. Vivid walked through the decontamination area that had been set up and into the building proper. The fox recalled the memories of the previous day as he walked past the spot where the suit had taken him and milked his erection. He was having a hard time keeping his vulpine excitement under control.

Vivid walked down into the basement where he had been clearing up the dangerous mushrooms and got to work on clearing them again. After the erotic promises the bio-suit had whispered to him this morning, he was finding it quite mundane at the moment. The only ever action of the device was to make him drink more water. After about an hour of work, his bladder was getting significantly full. He wondered to himself if he should just relax and let go. Another part of him wanted to see how this suit and its dominance which force him to wet himself again.

In the end, Vivid decided on the latter option. He wanted to spice up the work today and thought this was the most practical way to do it. The fox continued to know he's growing urinary needs. It was about two hours later when he was getting quite desperate to relieve himself. Vivid knew that his bio-suit was monitoring is biological parameters. It hadn't said anything, but he was sure it would do something quite soon.

As he tossed another of the deadly mushrooms into the waste receptacle, Vivid felt the bio-suit take firm control over his body. The fox let out a short breath as he felt the strength of his suit or was it more of a lover? It was getting hard to tell considering the amount of sex he had performed while wearing it. He was forced back up the stairs. His now bulging bladder was crying out for release. He had no idea where the suit was taking him.

Vivid was panting. It was exhilarating; indeed, another level of excitement. Totally helpless and controlled by this object. Was he wearing it or it wearing him? Vivid was decidedly being worn at this very moment in time. Up through the bottom floor and then into the decontamination showers. He whimpered as his legs were forcibly spread in the showers as the deadly chlorine was washed over all surfaces of the suit. He was going to fight the bio-suit and see where this dominance took them.

After being decontaminated Vivid was marched toward his boss's office. The trembling vulpine was stopped just outside the door. What was going on? Why did the bio-suit take him here? It suddenly dawned on Vivid that the bio-suit wasn't just going to make him piddle his pants but do so in front of his kinky dragon boss who had an interest in such things.

"It seems you're a bad fox holding that bladder of yours. It's time to show Robert just what a pants piddler you are," said the bio-suit.

Before Vivid had a chance to object, his bio-suit forced him into Robert's office. The green dragon raised an eyebrow at the sudden intrusion. Vivid could already feel his cheeks warming up at the prospect of being on display for this creature. He trembled slightly remembering his bossy bladder was nearing the point were holding it would be quite tricky indeed.

"I hold all the cards here Vivid. You are going to repeat exactly what I tell you. Otherwise, I'm going to tease your cock just to the brink of orgasm and then deny you the pleasure of release," threatened the bio-suit.

"Hello, Vivid is there a problem?" asked Robert.

"Tell him that you locked yourself back into me. Then tell him that you're a disobedient fox who needs to pee so badly," instructed the bio-suit.

After a brief pause, Vivid relayed information to his boss. He could see an almost predatory grin creep across his muzzle. Especially when he mentioned the state of his bladder.

"Oh, so you're a little kinkster fox now. You didn't give me a show yesterday, but you're back. I took you for a subby little fox boy. I'll help you with your piddle pants problem," said Robert.

Vivid shivered again. It was getting incredibly hard to stay dry right now especially standing in front of this dragon who wanted him to wet. The green dragon got up and walked around the table before coming up behind Vivid. He placed his clawed hand paws on Vivid's shoulders. He leant forward and began to whisper into the side of Vivid's helmet.

"Is your bladder getting real heavy? It's not good for a fox to hold on to their urine. I know you're just a pants-wetting fox. Now you can show me that is just what you are," cooed Robert.

Vivid decided it was best to get this over with before he got any deeper in trouble with this dragon. He succumbed to his full bladder and let loose his pee into the bio-suit. Immediately Vivid noticed something was wrong. Instead of collecting his hot vulpine piss it was flowing downwards. The flow of warm urine was streaming down between his legs gathering around his foot paws. He tried to cut the flow but his bladder was much too far gone, and the teasing of being able to release the pent up urine made it impossible to stop the flow.

His piss was warm, and it made a wet tinkling sound letting both him and the watchful dragon know precisely what was going on. Vivid whimpered he was being forced to humiliate himself in front of a guy that he had only known for two days or so. As the flow ceased the functional portion of his tapered canine cock had to come free as well. A part of him liked this treatment, and even his boss could see. He followed his boss' eyes down as he came around in front of him he took a long look at Vivid's excitement.

"I've really wet myself. The bio-suit isn't working! C-could you call that number again," begged Vivid.

"I don't let submissive little kinksters like you free for a second time. You need to negotiate with your master. Your suit is the one you should be begging," said Robert.

Vivid was glad he was allowed to scamper away. The bio-suit evidently had had enough fun for now. He could feel his vulpine piss squelch between his paw pads. Had his bio-suit had this planned all along? Vivid whimpered he was going to have to beg his by a suit to clean him in essence to change his wet pants.

"You can't leave me like this. You're meant to keep me clean," said Vivid.

Vivid was walking back to the work area is foot paws sloshed with every step he took. Vivid certainly wasn't pleased we have this turn of events. Not only had he made a fool of himself in front of the kinky dragon Robert, but his foot paws were also soaked in potent vulpine piss. The bio-suit was really toying with him now. Did it want him to debase himself again just so he could get clean?

"I'll clean you up but only when you admit to being a pants piddler out loud," said the suit.

Vivid stepped inside the decontamination showers. "I'm a pants piddler," he said dejectedly.

Almost instantaneously Vivid's bio-suit got to work cleaning up his accident. In under a minute he could feel that his foot paws were dry. His bio-suit had sucked up all the fluids and contained them. Now, he was in the clean state he felt much better. He trotted back down the stairs to the area he was cleaning.

He got back on the task. His bio-suit was protecting him from the spores of the mutagenic mushrooms. The air inside his helmet was devoid of the typical scents in the environment most of the time. This made it quite noticeable when Vivid inhaled a new fragrance. It was a strange scent that the fox couldn't place. It reminded him of something primal and ancient.

He licked his nose making it wet and sensitive and sniffed deeply, Vivid was enjoying the strange scent. It was causing him to relax and unwind. Vivid felt blood rush down to his loins. He could feel a hot flush run up his spine. It made him shudder. Vivid sighed.

He kept working and began to get what's known in the canine anthro's world as a lipstick. The tapered tip of his sensitive penis was peeking out from his sheath. His mind turned to carnal thoughts. How would his paws feel circling around the sensitive cock tip? Teasing more out into the open. That scent hung in the closed system of his bio-suit. It was lovely and seemed to make his loins simmer in a lustful heat.

Despite trying to do overtly sexual acts on the job Vivid was being tempted indeed. Vivid's vulpine erection was poking into the soft rubber of his bio-suit. He reached down with his gloved paw and squeezed the tip of his tapered penis. His suit transferred the sensation as if he was wearing nothing at all. A lusty moan escaped from his maw as he gave himself another gentle squeeze. That scent was just so pleasant! He reluctantly stopped his self-stimulation for now. He still had work tasks to do. His own pleasure could wait until later. With each breath, he could smell it that exotic scent.

Vivid knew he was alone, so what if he had another masturbation session. He could tease himself a little, what was the harm in that? While he worked, he gave himself quick rubs to his semi-hard cock. The fox did his best to keep his lust from growing too much. But after another hour of work, Vivid panting and gasping inside the helmet. The raw scent wasn't helping matters at all. He needed to get himself off.

He had just finished the last of a room that he was working on when the fox had enough of just teasing himself. He reached down and gripped his semi-hard erection. It didn't take long to work himself up into a full proud state. The bio-suit wrapped around his vulpine cock like a condom or perhaps more like it had been dropped in ink. His gloved paws and encased penis squeaked loudly together in the echoey room. Suddenly Vivid's hand paws were wrenched away from his maleness. Vivid let out a pathetic whine even the simple pleasures of masturbation was seemingly denied him now.

"You just couldn't keep those naughty paws away from that troublesome place. For an animal like you using their hands is above your station," said the bio-suit.

Vivid was still quite horny. The scent was driving him crazy a hot boiling lust down at his groin. He had to think of a way where he could get some relief. He left this room and entered another one that hadn't been cleared of the mutagenic mushrooms. He crushed some under his foot paws. Then it came to him. He could potentially pile them up in the centre of the room and use them as an impromptu love pillow. It was a degrading idea but one that could deal with his blooming lust.

Sniffing more of the lust-inducing scent convinced him that this was the right course of action. He bundled up as many mushrooms as he could and made a small pile. Big enough to use as a cushion against the floor. When he was finished, he hesitated and looked down at the collection he had made. Was he really going to hump a pile of mushrooms that he was meant to clean up to get rid of his annoying erection?

"Oh, I get it now. You're just going to rut with a pile of mushrooms like a beast in heat. It's my cock now, and I get to make the decision if or when it gets pleasure. I'll let you rut the floor. Your cock gets you into all sorts of trouble doesn't it?" taunted the bio-suit.

Vivid was only thinking about his primal sexual needs. He pushed his pride aside and mounted the pile of mushrooms. He was still safe from their effects despite the cloud of spores that got discharged in the air. After a few experimental thrusts, he found a good groove. While he rolled his hips, he tried to reach down with his hand paws to get a better feel but the bio-suit kept is gloved paws just out of reach. The best he could hope for was to push the pile closer to his genitals. He closed his eyes and tried to pretend he wasn't actually fucking a pile of mushrooms on the floor like a beast.

It took a bit longer than he had hoped, but eventually, the pile gave him what he wanted. The slick, creamy ropes of his urgent release flushed into the bio-suit to be collected. This time he wasn't made to drink his own seminal fluid. His suit took Vivid's seed away to be processed into fuel that would keep the suit running. Vivid lay there prone and gasping for breath. Eventually, he got up and went back to cleaning the room properly. He took up the discarded mushrooms and placed them into the waste bins.

He was glad that he could no longer smell the alluring scent. Was that the suit's doing? There was much he had to learn about this machine. Someone had programmed these kinky programs into it. The dragon seemed to know more than he was willing to tell. Vivid doubted that he was behind the programming, but perhaps he had used the suits on himself.

The rest of the workday was thankfully uneventful. Vivid finished the shift and after getting decontaminated. He dressed in street clothes putting them over his rubber prison. He was glad that he had brought them with him. He drove back to his home. When he got inside, he began to worry about another biological need he had. The poor fox was then subjected to do faecal reclamation process. He pushed that memory far from his mind.

Back in his lounge room, Vivid was laying on his sofa watching the evening news on the television. He thought to ask the bio-suit how much time he had left before he would be let free again. Before he did that he remembered it would be in the morning. He was only locked twenty-four hours in total. He had a whole night to play with his bio-suit. The bio-suit was much more dominant than when he had first put it on. Part of him was scared of it. If he asked it to do anything it could make him pay dearly. When his time was up would it let him go?