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Ikani gave a small sigh, the sound coming out rather like a hiss due to the small, crappy speakers that this frame was outfitted with. The snake took a quick glance down at herself, another hissing sigh making its way out. She was an android of sorts, but this mechanical body was not her usual one. The frame, as it was called, was a naga like Ikani's usual one, but it was definitely of a much lower quality than she was used to. Her personal frame, the one she usually had her mind in, had been meticulously designed by Ikani, for Ikani.

This thing though was a compromise as part of a particularly strict employment contract that she'd signed, rather regrettably too. One of the stipulations in said contract was that, for security purposes, she was to use and remain in a corporate frame for the duration of her employment. It hadn't seemed too onerous at the time but Ikani had insisted on a snake frame, something that had apparently rankled her soon-to-be manager. Bodies like that weren't all that common and it had apparently taken a fair bit of effort to find one. This particular manager didn't do effort, and in any case, the frame that he'd eventually found was barely passable.

"Basically a cheap piece of junk," Ikani muttered to herself, looking down at the bright orange markings that had been spray-painted across badly-fitted metal plates. She had a suspicion that it'd served as some kind of advertisement piece based on the hasty paint job but she couldn't be sure. The history inside the frame's databanks had been wiped, of course, as per the security recommendations. Still, Ikani had been forced to shut down most of her own built-in diagnostic protocols as soon as she'd downloaded into this frame. Compared to her usual body, this one always had a dozen major errors or warnings blinking inside the digital snake's mind.

"Still, not too much longer," she murmured, another relieved sigh making its way through the speakers in her throat and muzzle. God, I can't wait for this contract to be done... Six months was far, far too long in this place. Ikani could usually deal with unrealistic deadlines, bad managers, or difficult work but all three at the same time was a nightmare. From the beginning, this job had done nothing but send her stress levels sky-high. And the pay wasn't even that good!

She was definitely seeing the light at the end of the tunnel now though; tomorrow was officially her last day and the minute her contract expired, she was going to upload herself right to her waiting frame at home and take a long, well-deserved break! For the moment though, there was a few things to finish off, Ikani settling herself behind the desk in her tiny office. She had to make sure her coils were all placed tightly together to fit. Just one more annoyance she couldn't wait to be rid off.

True to form though, she had only just gotten started when there was a terse knock on the door. Without waiting for an answer, the person on the other side barged in, the red, perpetually angry and sullen face of Jeremy, her manager, making Ikani's insides tighten up a little. Well, her stress made it feel like that was happening. Ikani wasn't quite sure when Jeremy had made it clear that he really didn't like her. Possibly it had begun right when she'd started, but he had made it clear that if there was anyone under him that he absolutely despised, it was the robotic snek.

"I said I wanted that report on my desk!" he shouted at once, face rapidly approaching a deep burgundy colour. "I don't want you thinking you can slack off just because you're on your last few days."

"You gave me that task an hour ago," Ikani said, trying to keep her voice tone professional. "It's taken that long just to check in with everyone I needed. I'm writing it right now." Inside, she was fuming. Jeremy had that rage-inducing effect on pretty much everyone and she had no idea how he hadn't lost his job so far. If there was ever a poster-child for failed ambitions, it's that stupid face, she thought to herself. The snek was half tempted to say it out loud, just to see if she could give the man an aneurysm, but she bit back the urge.

"Just get it done!" he snarled, turning around and stalking out of the office. Ikani sighed again; it was a sound that she was doing a lot, it seemed. Settling down to work, the snek got stuck into things, making sure that she didn't do any simple, stupid mistakes. This report was pretty standard stuff, nothing special, and Ikani didn't have to concentrate particularly hard on it. She let a couple of her processors work at writing the report and then let the rest of her compute power work at imagining what it would be like to get home. It was a lovely pastime, back in her regular frame and free to relax without all the stress that came with this job!

When the report itself was actually done, she saved it and began to print it immediately. If Jeremy want's it on his desk, I'll put it on his damn desk! The robotic snake grabbed the sheaf of paper as soon as they emerged, putting a hasty staple into the corner and then slithering from her little office. It was almost the end of the workday anyway; now that this was done, there'd probably only be time to get a few little tasks done.

Jeremy's door was already open so she didn't even bother knocking. Wasn't like he deserved the courtesy anyway. He was on the phone when she slithered in, and there was a very uncharacteristic smile on his face. It was quite unnerving, actually. Ikani only meant to put the report down on his desk and then leave, but as the paper hit the desk, he held up a hand, motioning for the snek to stay. A little grumpily, Ikani coiled herself up beside the chair. Guess I won't be able to get those last few things done today, she thought, suppressing the urge to sigh again.

"Yes, confirm all the specifications that I sent, there are no mistakes," Jeremy insisted, obviously trying to sound authoritative. "My order is to be implemented as written, understand? Good!"

He slammed the phone back onto it's base, the smile slipping from his face as he looked at Ikani and replaced with an unpleasant sneer. "Well, well, well," he said, leaning back on his swivelling chair. It was a position that he obviously intended to seem powerful, but it was mostly just vaguely comical. "Just the snake that I wanted to see."

Ikani held up her sheaf of papers. "I have my report, as you requested." She kept her tone clipped and flat, practically monotone, though it wasn't exactly like these speakers had great range. "All done." She slapped the report down on Jeremy's desk, but he didn't even glance at it.

"Mm, well, there's something else that has come up," Jeremy said, the sneer still on his face. If anything, it grew a little wider til he looked positively demented. A deep feeling of foreboding began in Ikani's processors and just got stronger. "If you've read your contract, you'll know about the following. But, essentially, I am exercising the company's right to extend the term of your contract for another six months."

Ikani's mouth fell open, but internally she was already pulling up the version of the contract saved to her internal storage. In the time that Jeremy took to blink, Ikani had already searched the document for the particular phrase in question and was reading. Sure enough, there was a little paragraph tucked away in the middle of the contract.

The employer gains the right to unilaterally extend the employee's contract if there is an applicable position available and in immediate need of filling. If exercised, this right to extend shall be accompanied by no less than a 150% increase in per annum compensation.

It seemed fairly clear and Ikani cursed herself for forgetting about it! I don't want to work here any longer! she thought, angrily, trying to think of a way out of this. "No, I won't be working here past tomorrow," she said, trying to keep her voice restrained.

"Well, I'm afraid that you don't have any choice in the matter," Jeremy said, chuckling at how this news was affecting Ikani. "As your immediate superior, I can decide to exercise this option and what position that you're to fill. As it so happens, a remote position requiring a synth has just opened up and I've selected you to fill it."

"You can't make me work," Ikani pointed out tersely. "What is this remote position?"

"Oh, I will let that remain part of the surprise," Jeremy said, looking down at his phone as it pinged. "It shouldn't take too long now. You start immediately, and I just got the confirmation that everything is all set and ready to go."

"Wait, immediately?!" Ikani said with a shocked hiss, but her attention was taken away from the outside world as she felt someone bypassing the security codes on her frame. It was a company frame, so of course they possessed the codes but it was a pretty big violation for them to actually do it! Ikani moved to stop them, trying to lock down her system, but before she could, the upload protocol was triggered. She'd downloaded into the frame in the first place so of course she could upload out of them as well. In this instance though, she was being made to do so, without any choice in the matter!

Just before the sensory feeds from her frame's ears and eyes was cut, Ikani heard Jeremy laugh and say, "Have fun, bitch!"

Then the frame's processors shut down and Ikani's thoughts froze as she whizzed through the internet.

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Since Ikani needed some physical processors to think, and therefore register the flow of time, the transfer seemed instantaneous to her. One moment she was in Jeremy's office and the next she was in a strange frame, booting from scratch. That wasn't a quick process so the sensory functions weren't yet active; she couldn't hear or see anything. Ikani checked the system clock first. Good, only a minute from the office, she thought. About right for a transfer. There were a few other things in the system that she could check as well, but it was difficult. The frame seemed weirdly locked down from the inside, and there wasn't a lot of functionality. Most of the protocols weren't yet loaded, so there was no way to tell what exactly this frame was.

Sub-system after sub-system booted though, the external sensory systems loading quickly. Ikani blinked, suddenly able to see her new surroundings. She was in a plush room, filled with a huge, oversized bed, a few couches, and piles of pillows over the floor. It looked soft and cluttered and rich in a mildly tasteful fashion. She wasn't alone though; there was a technician in with her. Ikani could see him in front of her, sitting on a pouf and tapping on a tablet. Her motor and speech systems hadn't quite initialised yet so she couldn't show any sign that she was waking up. He seemed to know though, doing a few more pokes at the screen on his lap before putting it in a bag.

"You're a kinky one," he chuckled. "Damn that's a quality frame; have fun with it!" With that, he left the room through a door on the far side of the room.

What was he talking about? Ikani thought, waiting impatiently for the last few things to load. All at once, her body loosened up as the motor systems engaged, letting Ikani look down at herself to see what kind of frame exactly she'd been forcefully downloaded to. It was clear at once that this wasn't a snake frame like Ikani preferred. It was an anthro form, small and petite with tan 'skin'. Black markings were visible along her hips and her belly was a pale almost-white colour.

It was pretty clear from a glance that this frame was female: there was a pair of sizable breasts on Ikani's chest, well-shaped and firm. Looking around though, she spotted an ornate wardrobe in the corner. The first few steps over to it felt okay; her new body certainly didn't make any mobility problems, feeling springy and powerful. As she'd hoped, opening the wardrobe door revealed a full-length mirror, allowing Ikani to see herself from top to bottom.

She recognised the species at once. The pointed muzzle and sand-like colouring was a clue but it was the large ears that made Ikani sure that she was now a fennec. Ikani had to admit that she looked cute though. Even with her ears, she doubted that this frame cracked the five foot mark. The generous bust that she had was a little outsized on this body but not outlandishly so. Pretty high quality frame, Ikani thought to herself, the fennec flicking one of her new ears absentmindedly.

When she went to speak though, the internal protocol suddenly threw up a bunch of errors. There was no normal speech function implemented; instead, the frame presented a list of pre-programmed phrases that Ikani could choose from, but she flushed hard as she read through a couple of them. They were universally dirty and lewd, very explicit as well. What kind of frame is this?

Opening her muzzle gave Ikani a strong clue. Instead of teeth and all that, there was just a smooth rubber tube, some kind of saliva-like liquid making it shine a little, with a long and nimble tongue. Of course that fucker Jeremy put me in a sex-frame, she groaned internally, but her eyes couldn't help but slide down to the space between her thighs. Of course, there wasn't much that she could see while standing so, looking around, she angled the door of the wardrobe just so and then walked quickly over to the bed. The fennec lay herself down with her butt on the edge of the bed, blushing even though she didn't quite know why, and spread her legs, intently looking at her reflection in the mirror.

The paler rubber of her belly continued between Ikani's legs, making sure that the fennec's sex was clearly visible. A pair of plump, rapidly reddening latex lips lay between her thighs, inner folds of the same material just visible between them. Now that she was concentrating on the area, Ikani was aware of the warmth that she could feel. The arousal she was feeling was rapidly making itself known, those delicate rubber lips getting plumper and redder even as Ikani watched herself, a little shiver running through her body. This is certainly a very excitable frame, the fennec thought to herself, spreading her legs just a little further. Wonder what the arousal configuration is... Unfortunately, there was no way for her to tell; that very base-level functionality was usually inaccessible and this frame was no exception.

It must be very, very high, Ikani thought ruefully, but she wasn't really in a mood to care too much. Part of her wondered if she should be more concerned with why she was in this room but a much larger part of her was far more interested in exploring this new body she'd been given. The fennec's first touch as she moved her hand between her legs was exploratory and cautious, creeping in and just touching a soft paw-pad to one of her reddish labia. A soft, involuntary moan left Ikani's muzzle at once. Even that little bit of sensation felt electric, shooting up her spine and making her ears flick about a few times.

Encouraged by this, Ikani got a little bolder, moving her hand properly to this new, unfamiliar cunny, just cupping it gently. The frame was venting a fair bit of heat out this way, Ikani's pussy hot and warm against her palm. The simple act of putting pressure against her sex made Ikani arch into her hand, pressing and grinding against it with a few needy humps before the fennec could regain control of her hips. Her tits rose and fell quickly, jiggling lightly, as Ikani panted; that was another automatic base-system that she couldn't consciously control, much like an organic.

The excitement was making her tremble a little but the next few steps were very clear to Ikani. She found her clit fairly easily; it was the most sensitive part of her sex! Indeed, it was so sensitive that she couldn't bear to touch it directly, letting out a shrill little squeal and instead moving the pad of her finger in little circles around the sensitive nub. They put a lot of nerve endings down there, the fennec thought, right before it became much harder to think about anything other than her arousal.

It took a lot of effort to stop rubbing around her clit but Ikani managed it, even if it was to only move her fingers a couple of inches down to her entrance. This frame had some mechanism for secreting arousal because the fennec was more than a little wet. Her digits pressed in against her entrance before slipping in as she applied more pressure. Another long moan sounded as she squeezed down tightly on the two fingers. Even those felt large, Ikani's body gripping them tightly with those faux-muscles. The slick, silky material that made up her inner walls was indistinguishable from the real thing, though to Ikani, it felt as if those walls had almost as many nerves as her clit did!

The sensation was very close to overwhelming already, Ikani moaning softly with every breath as she kept her hand still, just clenching and releasing in waves, her sex milking the fingers and trying to draw them deeper. It felt absolutely lovely and Ikani got lost in the pleasure, the rest of the world fading away.

As such, the fennec completely missed the opening of the only door in the room, as well as not noticing the people entering. She was facing away from the door anyway, and had closed her eyes, lost in the feelings emanating from between her thighs. It was only when one of these intruders spoke that she became aware of their presence. "Damn, you're eager to get started, aren't you?"

A little yelp leaving her muzzle, Ikani pulled her fingers out of her pussy and leapt to her feet before spinning around. There were two men in the room with her now, both in their underwear. Likewise, both were dragons, one with purple colouring and the other with a deep, blood-red scales. The dragons were easily both approaching seven feet which meant that they towered over the petite Ikani. A little more concerning was the sight that Ikani found as her eyes flicked down, unable to miss that both dragons were getting hard already and that their height wasn't the only large part of them...

Forgetting the strange speech restrictions, Ikani tried to ask who the hell these guys were. Instead, the frame auto-selected a 'similar' phrase and the fennec said, "Welcome, sirs."

The dragon in the front grinned. "That's what I like to hear," he chuckled. "I'm Taryn, and this is Kerarth." He motioned to the other dragon behind him. "And who are you?"

Once again, Ikani tried to speak but instead of what she wanted to say, what came out was something far different. "I'm a toy sent here to take care of your needs, sir," Ikani said, a little bit of a husky purr even getting added to the words. What the fuck is happening?! Ikani thought, scrambling mentally through all the code in the frame that she had access to. The most important part, it seemed, was labelled 'Prime Directive'. That doesn't sound good... There was a bunch of stuff linked to it but inside the file, the settings could be summarised as 'do not disrupt the fantasy, no matter what'. Accompanying much of the new, far more restrictive settings, were commits tagged with Jeremy's signature.

That fucking prick! the fennec thought furiously, but it was too late to do anything about it right now. With that coding on her frame, she wouldn't be able to do anything to break the scenario, or go against what this was supposed to be. There was only a short summary in the frame's files about it, but Ikani gathered quickly that this was some kind of specialised retreat for high-class executive types, the one percent of the one percent. She - though not willingly! - had become part of that retreat, Ikani providing the 'intimate relaxation' service. There was no further information required but Ikani got the message loud and clear.

Fuck no, I'm not doing this! she thought indignantly, but there wasn't any use in denying the programming built into the frame. And, given the prime directive that had been coded, when Taryn gazed lustily at her, the fennec shivered, blushing cutely.

"Why don't you come over here?" the dragon said, patting the side of the bed directly in front of him. "Be a good girl now."

The coding kicking in, Ikani heard herself say, "Yes, of course, sir," and then her body was moving. Ikani looked the part of the shy, bashful new girl, a soft whine leaving her throat as she clambered over the bed. There was no point in fighting what the frame was programmed and she couldn't change any of the parameters herself while she was in there, so the fennec tried to make the best of it. Her heavy breasts hung down as Ikani crawled across the bed and when she was in front of Taryn she swung her legs down, sitting primly. And, trying it out and relieved that she could, Ikani moved her arms to cover her tits, crossing her legs a little to preserve some aspect of modesty. The effect was ruined somewhat as she gave a soft moan, squeezing her thighs just a little more tightly as it put some pressure on her sensitive sex.

Taryn and Kerarth laughed at the display, Kerarth coming around a little closer. "None of that now," the red dragon chuckled. "Show us what lovely features they've built into you!"

The words made Ikani blush harder still but she was forced to drop her arms and uncross her legs. Then her frame decided to thrust out her chest and spread her thighs even further, making sure that both her tits and her sex were displayed nicely. "How do you like me?" the fennec said, a soft pant accompanying the sound. Internally though, Ikani groaned. This is so embarrassing...

"Oh, I like you very much," Kerarth chuckled, reaching out with a taloned hand and giving the fennec's right breast a firm squeeze. He was being pretty gentle but the sensation still made Ikani blush hard and gasp. The feeling seemed much stronger when it was caused by someone else; her own touches certainly hadn't felt that good! Her reaction made the two dragons laugh and Taryn joined in on the fun, grabbing the fennec's other breast. He was much rougher than his companion, digging in his claws as he squeezed and even getting in a sharp pinch to Ikani's nipple.

The latter action drew a sharp yelp from the fennec as she squirmed in place, but she only thrust her chest into the dragons' grip. "More please, sirs," she gasped, body trembling as the sensations from the touches, especially on her sensitive nipples, seemed to shoot straight down to her sex, making it ripple and clench hungrily. It was quickly becoming harder for Ikani to think as she panted in deep breaths, feeling her tits move in the dragons' holds.

"Mmm, I like this one," Taryn purred, giving her nipple another pinch and laughing at the squeal that it produced. "Never fucked a fennec before, either."

"Would sir like to?" Ikani asked automatically, her voice audibly higher, the words coming out in a squeak.

"'Sir' definitely would," Kerarth purred, releasing the fennec's tit and instead reaching up to finger at her ears curiously. "These foxes definitely have nice ears, don't they?"

Neither he, Taryn, or even Ikani were expecting her reaction, the fennec shuddering from head to tail and letting out a loud moan. Her ears were at least as much of an erogenous zone as her breasts, and it felt like more. So as Kerarth touched the delicate latex of her outsized ears, Ikani squirmed in place, unable or maybe unwilling to pull away as the touches seemed to electrify her sex. F-Fuck!

"Ooh, I think that she likes that," Taryn chuckled. "But I really want to try her out now. You keep exploring if you want but I'm getting started." He too released Ikani's chest and instead hooked his claws into the waistband of his underwear, not seeming embarrassed or self-conscious at all as he pulled them down and then kicked them off in one fluid motion. The dragon was still standing close to Ikani, close enough that his hard length was only a few inches from the fennec's face.

Ikani was instantly aware that Taryn was evidently a dragon with a sheath instead of a slit, a pair of large, round balls hanging beneath. His shaft was rather uncomplicated, smooth and gradually tapering, but there was a thick shaft and the beginnings of a bulge at his base. That's going to be a big knot... Ikani thought with a gulp. It took her a moment realise that the olfactory senses in this frame were...specifically calibrated. The musk from the dragon seemed intoxicating.

Taryn let her 'admire' his length with her eyes for a few seconds before saying, "Anything you want to do, little fox?"

Do not disrupt the fantasy. The directive built into the frame was impossible to fight, and a sliver of Ikani didn't even want to try. Perhaps it was the arousal getting to her, or the situation she was stuck in, but as the fennec leaned forwards, that small part wanted to see what would happen and how it would feel. The rest of her was furious but neither parts mattered very much as Ikani moved her muzzle closer to the dragon, reaching up to grasp his length. Her hands were dwarfed by the dragon cock, seeming tiny in comparison. Can I even fit this? she wondered to herself, but there was no point in second-guessing herself at this point!

Moving Taryn's cock a little, the rubber fennec set her lips at the tip, pausing for a moment. The saliva-like lube in her muzzle was enough to make the latex slippery and it was also warmed up to body-temperature levels. The anticipation built for a hot second and then Ikani was sliding her short muzzle down the dragon's cock. She didn't have teeth or anything in this frame; her muzzle was a simple sleeve with a tongue - as was her throat for that matter - and had no purpose other than to pleasure cocks like this.

After the first couple of inches slid into her slick muzzle, the fennec began to suckle, a motion that made that internal sleeve ripple and milk at Taryn. To Ikani's surprise though, her sex mirrored the same rippling motion, clenching down hard on nothing as it followed the squeezes that her muzzle was making. It brought a mix of intense frustration and arousal, Ikani giving a muffled moan past the dragon cock stuffing her muzzle.

As large as Taryn was though, the few inches that she could fit in her muzzle wasn't nearly enough. Luckily for the dragon, she didn't have to stop there, nor would Ikani's programming let her. After all, her frame had been designed with nothing but sex in mind. So, despite the fact that her muzzle was past capacity, Ikani kept moving her muzzle forwards, the end of Taryn's length moving into her throat. That was made of slick latex as well, but it was even tighter, hugging every detail of the dragon's length and also making those rippling, milking motions.

Down below, the fennec's sex was making the same movements still, except even stronger. It was hard for Ikani to focus, torn between concentrating on the useless milking that her pussy was making and the sensation of having her throat stretch out. There was a visible bulge in the fennec's neck as she slowly took inch after inch of the dragon's cock, taking the beginnings of the knot between her lips. A hand came down between her ears, Taryn adding a guiding push to get Ikani the last little way and only satisfied when her nose touched his sheath, giving her ear a rewarding fondle. Ikani's responding squeak was completely lost with her throat full of dragon.

Being a digital consciousness in a mechanical frame was definitely an advantage in situations like this because Ikani did not need to breath at all. That was definitely a bonus because with Taryn knot-deep in her throat, there was definitely no way to get a breath in. Still, there was a programmed response to not breathing, even though she didn't need to. The fennec could feel her chest getting tight, squirming in place but it still didn't feel like as high a priority as the burning ache in her cunny, her sex, throat, and muzzle all squeezing and rippling in synchrony. She still didn't disrupt the fantasy, moving her hands to stroke over the dragon's crotch and thighs, cupping his balls gently and giving them a little squeeze.

Evidently Taryn enjoyed that, his length giving an approving twitch in her muzzle. The pressure of the hand on the back of Ikani's head eased somewhat and she understood, beginning to move back slowly. The sensation of the cock leaving her throat and sliding out of her muzzle was enough to make the fennec moan, the sound muffled until only the tip of Taryn's length was inside her muzzle. Still conscious of her task, the fennec began to bob her head, curling her tongue along the underside of the dragon's shaft as she gave some rather skilled oral.

"Fuck..." Taryn moaned. "She's pretty good at this."

Ignored up until now, Kerarth stripped off his own underwear, throwing them carelessly to one side. "Care to share?" he asked, a little irritated with the lack of any attention.

"Fine, fine," Taryn grumbled, giving Ikani's throat a few needy humps. "Here, you have her muzzle then; I'll see what else she has on offer." The words made Ikani shiver but it was from excitement and anticipation as much as nerves. She obediently pulled her mouth from Taryn's length with a quiet pop and turned instead to Kerarth.

The dragon had positioned himself reclining on the large bad, sprawled out comfortably. Ikani moved herself onto the bed properly and crawled on her hands and knees between Kerarth's spread legs. His length was already hard as well, and unlike Taryn he was a slitted dragon. Also unlike his fellow, Kerarth's shaft was heavily ridged and textured, as well as perhaps a little larger than the other dragon's cock. Ikani wasn't allowed to hesitate for more than a moment though before the programming forced her onward.

The sensation of this ridged length was even stronger as the fennec fit it into her throat, taking up all of her attention. She didn't notice Taryn moving onto the bed behind her, nor that the position she was in meant that her ass was kept high and raised. On other words, perfect for Taryn. The fennec's tail was wagging back and forth but it was also raised up high, enough that the slick, latex lips of her cunny were clearly visible. Ikani's tight tailhole was visible as well, but Taryn was more interested in her sex at the moment.

Without any warning to the fennec whatsoever, Taryn placed the tip of his cock against those glistening folds and pushing inwards. The dragon grabbed her tail as well, half to keep it from waving around and half to use it as a handle to pull Ikani's rump back onto himself. Purely out of coincidence, Taryn did so just as Kerarth's length was as deep as it could go within her muzzle. The sensation of having her sex finally penetrated made Ikani's whole body freeze up.

She couldn't move, couldn't process anything but the overwhelming sensations streaming from her cunny. Taryn felt absolutely huge inside her as the first inch of his cock pushed into her tunnel. The fennec's walls were forced to mould to every detail on Taryn's shaft. The arousal that her frame produced was very effective as a lubricant so, even with her tightness, Taryn had little trouble thrusting another inch into the fennec's sex.

Now the milking, rippling motions of the fennec's sex finally had something to actually squeeze around, and Ikani could never have imagined how good it would feel. Turned out that sex with a sex-focussed frame was a world apart. Every squeeze tried to draw Taryn deeper, even if her tightness made that more difficult. The grip on her tail was just the icing on the cake, sending a thrill up the fennec's spine whenever it was tugged or pulled. Considering that Taryn was using it to pull her onto his length, that was quite a lot!

Ikani was so focused on what was happening behind her that she forgot to give the cock in her muzzle any attention, Kerarth giving an irritated huff. Grabbing both of her ears in a hand, the dragon pulled Ikani's head off of his length. "Hurry up so I can have a proper turn," he said gruffly to Taryn, leaning back and stroking at himself to keep his cock hard. "Slut can't do two things at once."

Now the fennec could focus all of her attention on what was happening beneath her tail, just as Taryn managed to hilt himself within her cunny, the slight swell of his knot feeling quite prominent to Ikani as it stretched her entrance. It felt so big within her, those latex walls stretched and moulded perfectly around the shape of the cock filling her. Those rippling motions never stopped, milking the dragon continuously.

"Fuck she's tight," Taryn said, a growl underlying the words. His claws dug into her hip as he held Ikani tightly, before dragging his hips back in a swift motion.

The fennec didn't know where the sound came from but a loud squeal burst from her throat as she squirmed around. Taryn's grip stayed firm though as he began to thrust, slamming himself back into her cunny and prompting another high-pitched squeal. The sensations were so raw and overwhelming that her processors could barely keep up, perhaps by design. Faster than she even thought possible, she could feel the rising urge to cum filling her. The clenching motions of her sex got faster as the fennec's orgasm grew closer, pleasuring the thrusting cock and driving her own need higher.

It felt so very close, Ikani closing her eyes and even stopping her breathing as it seemed to hang in the air about her, about to crash down on her. Any moment now...any moment... Ikani thought, moaning and squealing aloud as she was fucked. But the climax didn't come. Taryn was still thrusting hard, she was still feeling the pleasure and the overpowering need, but the peak that she needed just wasn't there.

It took Ikani a moment to gather herself to run a quick diagnostic on why exactly she wasn't cumming her brains out, metaphorically. The little diagnostic process was able to find the cause almost instantly, returning a handy debugging code and a message: Client permission not obtained; orgasm function disabled. That surprised the fennec. I need their permission to cum? she thought in disbelief.

At that precise moment though, Taryn released her tail and instead moved his now-free hand to reach down and rub at the fennec's clit. That drove all other thoughts from her mind as well as more squeals from her throat. Please, I'll do anything! Oh fuck - just please let me cum! Taryn laughed and kept up the rough fondling of her sensitive little nub. "I know all about your configuration, whore," he teased. "We need to let you cum, isn't that right?"

Ikani could barely muster enough processing time to speak, but she managed to get out, "Nngff, y-yes sir!"

Kerarth joined Taryn in laughing at that. "And do you want to cum?" Kerarth asked teasing, moving to grope at the fennec's ears again.

Ikani meant to say yes. I do, I do, let me cum! When she went to select that option in her dialogue tree though...she was automatically rerouted. A commit tag from Jeremy read: Enjoy, bitch!. Instead of yes, her muzzle managed to gasp, "No, sir! Please don't let me cum!"

That seemed to surprise the two dragons, but they recovered quickly. "What a kinky bitch!" Kerarth laughed, moving his hand so that his thumb pressed against her lips. "Sure thing, slut, we won't let you cum."

The same programming that made her suck anything in her muzzle kicked in and Ikani couldn't get out a reply as she began to give his hand oral. Fuck you, Jeremy! I want to cum! It felt like she was getting edged continuously as Taryn kept on thrusting and thrusting into her.

Before too long though, his movements began to get faster, more erratic. The dragon gave a loud possessive growl, claws digging into the tough latex on the fennec's hips as he neared his own peak. The knot was spreading Ikani's entrance more with each thrust, popping in and then out. With each thrust though, it got harder and harder.

Finally, the knot just couldn't leave her sex as much as Taryn tugged on it. His length swelled a little with the last of the knot and began to pulse, the dragon cumming with a growling roar. The feeling of the knot and the sensation of being filled with hot cum made Ikani whimper and moan, still dangling right on the edge of what promised to be the biggest climax of her life...but she still couldn't get there. Without verbal permission from Taryn or Kerarth, she never would be able to reach that peak.

Even as Taryn relaxed back, Ikani kept squirming, her cunny still milking the dragon cock continuously. "I bet this is your kink, isn't it?" Taryn mused, reaching back to rub her clit. "Staying needy and denied, never getting release. I'll have to make the staff put a note in your file for future clients; wouldn't want a moment of weakness ruining your streak, now would we?"

Ikani could only give a soft moan, feeling a chill go down her back and her cunny clench hard around the length filling her. She didn't have time to give a proper response though, Kerarth saying, "Did you have to knot her? That's not polite!"

"Relax," Taryn grunted, gripping Ikani's ass with both hands. "She's not a biological, don't have to stay knotted." He began to push Ikani forwards, the knot pulling hard on her entrance. The knot still didn't budge, quite firmly planted inside the fennec, but Taryn wasn't to be deterred, pushing harder. A loud yelp sounded from Ikani as the large bulge popped free, though a near-instantaneous diagnostic told her that she was quite unharmed.

Kerarth was still hard, his ridged length standing tall. "The staff said it's what, two minutes for the automated cleaning to get rid of any cum?" he grunted. "Fuck that, I'm not waiting another second. Come here, foxy, I'm gonna see how your ass feels."

Ikani's eyes ran over all those ridges, taking them and the size in, and gulped. When she didn't move on her own though, the frame's programming kicked in and she moved to straddle Kerarth, feeling him press against her virgin tailhole.

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The rest of the night passed in somewhat of a blur for Ikani. The only really constant thing was her need, and the dragons made sure to keep her arousal high. Dragons in general had incredible stamina but with two of them, one could rest for a little as the other enjoyed the fennec. That meant that there was always at least one cock inside Ikani, and there were 'suggestions' now and then that she play with herself. Even when she was giving Taryn or Kerarth oral, it was impossible to calm down with her own fingers dancing between her thighs.

Eventually though, Ikani was left gasping on the messy bed, feeling her cunny clench spasmodically as a final load of dragon seed cooled in her rump. Within a minute or two, she'd be all clean again, but the fennec didn't particularly care about that. Her hand was still at her sex, rubbing and circling around her clit, humping up a little and grinding against her palm. She couldn't stop herself, something inside her just thinking that a few more rubs, a little more pleasure, would be enough to make her cum.

The dragon's chuckled as they dressed themselves in what little clothing that they'd brought in with them. "Well, this was certainly lovely," Taryn purred, reaching up to give her ears a rub, which in turn made Ikani moan and press into the touch. "Don't think I've forgotten about your little denial kink. I'll make sure every client you get knows about it, and that they don't ruin your fun."

Ikani gave a soft whimper at that, rubbing even faster at her clit for all the good that it did. Taryn laughed again and then headed for the door. "Wait a moment," Kerarth said, turning towards Ikani. "We have to finish up before we leave. Hmm...what was it? Freeze motor function?"

The effect of the words was instantaneous. The fennec froze at once, the frame simply shutting down all the joints and faux-muscles. Wh-What the fuck? Ikani thought, trying to reactivate those subsystems, but the frame just replied with 'Permission Denied!'. Oh, come on! Ikani howled internally, whining even if she couldn't make the sound out loud.

"Just so you don't get yourself into trouble," Kerarth said smugly, before he and Taryn left, closing the door firmly behind them.

Ikani was left alone on the bed, frozen in place. Her hand was still practically resting on her pussy, her aching, needy pussy. She willed them to move even a little, get the tiniest touch to her clit, but nothing happened. The fennec's arousal wasn't ebbing at all, staying as strong as ever, and the knowledge that her hand was so close and yet so far was more frustrating still.

*Fuck! I really hope that someone comes soon... And that they let me cum!"