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"It's a standard NDA Mr Hall, well, Sections A to E are anyway. you may want to review F. Cardinals Parties are tightly organised. While I promise you will have a good time, if you attend, you will be taking part in all events."

I nodded while looking at the agreement, the sounds of muffled traffic filtering in from the road outside. It was nothing like a standard NDA, sure that was included, but section F? I was signing my life away for 2 weeks. I'd be expected to follow instructions, take part in activities both mundane and sexual. I had a choice of course; I could refuse to sign, go home. Once I was actually there? Maybe I'd still have a choice, I mean, what would happen if I refused to take part? They'd kick me out? The document was frustratingly elusive on that question.

"Mr Hall. Mr Hall?" said Miss Green

I blinked, I was still a little out of it, the whole situation was surreal. I had first heard of these parties a few months ago. I had read about the secret events hosted by some unknown facilitator called Cardinal online. I must admit, I got a little obsessed. No-one truly knew the facts. Not the events, the attendees or even the locations, but even if a tiny fraction of the rumours were true, they had to be absurd spectacles of wild excess and deviance. Everything I read made them sound exciting with this dark fetishistic edge that would attract anyone's attention.

"sorry, I'm still reading, I have a policy of never agreeing to anything I've not read." I said

My host gave a small nod and leaned back in her chair. The car was like a large taxi, with seats in the back facing each other. She had introduced herself as Miss Green, no other name provided. Whomever was in the driver seat, I had no idea. The windows were tinted to the point of being completely black, clearly, they had no intention of letting me know where I was going. I had been picked up at the rendezvous point near Paddington station and we had been in transit for the last twenty minutes or so.

"Well Mr Hall, you have another ten minutes to decide. As promised, this is entirely your choice, though, you would be discarding the opportunity of a lifetime. If you decline, we will turn around, drop you off at the station and you go back to just being Tom. It's your choice but we cannot circle forever."

"I know. Ten minutes is fine, I'm almost done."

I'd entered the contest largely as a joke. At first, I thought it had been a joke. It had shown up on my social feeds and while half the stuff was disguised ads, scams and confused nonsense, I'd cross-checked enough news sites to be confident it was real. At the time, I wasn't sure if I'd be brave enough to attend should I win. Part of me even now was confident this was a terrible idea, but when that email came through, you better believe I crowed about it to my friends, well, my online friends, I didn't really see people face to face very much.

I took a deep breath and handed back the laminated sheet. "I agree." She reached into a small panel next to her seat and dug out a small circular disk, holding it out. I placed my thumb against it and the device beeped twice.

"Glad to have you on board Mr Hall, relax. We will be driving for a while. If there is one eternal truth it is London traffic."

I tried to relax, lying back in my chair, looking at the window as if it wasn't opaque. My anxiety had settled since giving the thumb print. It was strange, I felt like I should be more worried, but I also felt like it was kind of out of my control now. The only people who knew where I was, were a couple of friends online. There was no-one really else to tell. I had a couple of work colleagues whom I used to meet in person, but it had been a while, and as for family, I'd cut ties with them years ago. I hadn't meant to get so isolated from everything. I'd studied from home to get my degree and the only job I'd worked since leaving university was a remote position. I kept telling myself to get out, meet people, but I never did. Perhaps this was a chance for change, maybe that's the reason I wasn't more nervous, if these parties were anything like the rumours, you didn't leave the same person that went in. Perhaps this could help me turn my life around, I wasn't so old that I couldn't find a better way to live. I'd not wasted my whole life yet. A small smile graced my lips, I couldn't deny an edge of fear, but I made a small vow; I would do my best to throw myself at this.

The car trundled on for some time, the muffled traffic faded and soon I could only hear the sound of the road beneath us. The car gave a sudden, short violent bump, and both Green and I jerked slightly in our chairs.

"Was that a ramp?" I asked confused as the front of the car tilted up.

Miss Green just nodded, "Yeah, its fine, this is normal. Don't worry about it."

"Oooooh-Kay." I said not entirely convinced. I looked back to the window as if I could see through it. The car drove a little longer before bouncing again.

"Are we in a truck?" I asked, but the car moved forward another dozen meters or so. I guess it could still be a truck, but it would have to be really long.

Miss Green checked her phone before looking up "You'll see, stop being so impatient." She gave me a small smile "Anyway, we won't be moving any further. We wait in the car till I get a signal to get out" she opened a small panel next to her revealing a modest minibar "Want a drink?"

"Sure" I said. I'd made that vow, but I was already feeling nervous again. She gestured at the cabinet and I reached in and grabbed a coke. I wondered how long we would be waiting here.

The answer was an uncomfortable forty minutes. Four other vehicles pulled up while we were waiting, though I could only tell by sound. Suddenly the entire car began to shake and we began to move.

"We're on a boat?" I asked in surprise just as Miss Green's phone beeped. She nodded, "That we are! And that's the signal, let's go."

There was a thunk as the car doors were unlocked. Climbing out was a little awkward; whatever ship we were on was moving smoothly, but their was still that mild sway you always get.

The room was larger than I expected and my feet clacked noisily on its metal surface. I scanned the loading dock, I could see that there were a dozen cars, each with people climbing out onto the dock floor. Miss Green waved at a few of the smartly dressed guides, clearly colleagues, before hustling me towards the back of the room where a door led into the ship proper.

A smart looking man in a suit handed me a fluted glass of champaign as I walked into the reception room congratulating me quietly. I was one of about fifteen winners, the various guides remaining out in the dock with the cars.

A trio waited for us, standing on a raised area directly across from us. There was no doubt which one was Cardinal. Even without his bright red suit he radiated presence, the kind of confidence normally only possessed by Rockstar's. I shuffled slightly, taking a small sip of my champagne. The other contest winners were also nervous, fidgeting and shuffling much the same as I. I paused, that wasn't entirely true, not all were nervous and looking again, excitement was probably a more common expression.

"Welcome" said the red coated man with a wide knowing grin. His voice wasn't loud but it didn't need to be, everyone fell silent the second his mouth opened.

"This, is the Neon Pearl. My very own secret and quite exclusive party ship. What you are going to experience in the next two weeks will very literally change your lives!" his voice rose with a flourish and there were a few cheers from the crowd, the clink of several glasses and a general rising sense of excitement.

The guides had been slowly and quietly filtering into the room, making their way around the edge until they were standing behind him.

"Now." said Cardinal, "Your guides will see you to your rooms, we will call you for lunch in about an hour and after that, well, anything could happen!"

A hand went up from the crowd, though, the young man spoke before being prompted "Is there an event schedule or anything?"

Cardinals smile widened. It was almost too wide, "I'm afraid not. This is an experience. The best journeys are not sign posted. We will announce the events as appropriate." He raised his own hand and one of the organisers dressed in black handed him a glass of champagne.

"Anyway, please enjoy your wine. When you're ready, your guide will see you to your room." he took a sip and turned, leaving by the rear door, followed by his assistants.

Sound began to filter into the room, A quiet, but urgent theme, filled with low bass and heavy beats. The attitude in the room began to shift as pockets of conversation broke out amongst the guests.

"What do you think's going to happen?" said a voice to my side

I turned to see a young man grinning brightly at me, his tawny hair reflecting the highlights of the ships subtle blue lighting "Will." he said, holding out his hand.

"I don't know." I said, accepting the handshake, "Uhm, I'm Tom, you entered the contest too?"

Will nodded, "Yeah, most of us did I think. There was this other guy in my car. Peter. He's been here before. Some of the attendees are here by invitation apparently, not because of the contest. I tried to get him to give me the insider info, but he wouldn't tell me much, said it wouldn't help anyway, the events are always different."

"Always?" I said, "That must cost a fortune, but then, this Cardinal guy must be loaded. Just look at this place. Even just the number of staff involved must cost a lot."

"I know, its nuts." he replied, "I heard a rumour that Cardinal was Alphonze, you know the guy who made Virtua-Verse? But the red coated guy? I don't recognise him at all."

"Could be a disguise?" I suggested.

"I don't think so, I mean, he'd need to change it back after, right? Assuming he is a public figure and most of the super-rich are. He would need to do it every time they hosted one of these events. I tried to work out how many there have been, but there's so little concrete information. I'm confident I found evidence of at least six, but I think there must have been more, there were quite long gaps between some, while others suggested the event is at least Biannual."

I drank from my glass. A number of people had already started to leave the room, "Its kind of scary, but I couldn't find any evidence of anyone being seriously injured or killed, no evidence of anyone being traumatised enough to bring a lawsuit or complain publicly."

"Well, I recon Cardinal has enough money to pay for silence but I'd take a little traumatisation for that kind of fuck-you money. Still, I won't deny I'm nervous." He gave me a grin, "but I decided to risk it, I mean, from what I've heard these things aren't just exciting, they are steamy. Its almost five years since I've been in a relationship, three since I've uhm." his voice dropped and his grin widened, "If I get to have a bit of fun, I don't care. They can throw me in the fucking ocean after."

I gave a small laugh, "It won't come to that, though, it's been a long time for me too. I can't deny that it isn't something I considered."

Will echoed my laugh and threw his hand around my shoulder "Just a couple of horny boys making bad decisions huh? Ah well, if it goes bad, we won't be the first people led astray by our dicks."

My face went bright red; Will had spoken far too loudly. I gave him an uncomfortable smile and finished my wine "W...Well, I think I'm going to get settled in. catch you at lunch?"

"Sure thing." He replied

I placed my glass down on a small counter and moved quickly up to Miss Green who seemed to be waiting with a small knowing smile, "Ready to go?" I just nodded.

Outside the small reception room, the ship felt more like, well, a ship. Metal panelled corridors stretched out before me and soon I found myself in front of a slightly miniaturised hotel style door.

Miss Green pointed at a small black spot above the door, "Ship access is managed via face recognition. Take your time and get settled in, when its time, you will be called via the speakers."

"Right, Thanks for all your help." I said. She gave me a smile and walked off.

I stared at the camera for a while, waiting for the sound of the releasing bolt but nothing happened, after a moment I tried the handle and sheepishly entered the room. It was small, but very pleasant. A large monitor made up most of one wall. It displayed a bunch of information, my name, the temperature, the time and so on. Soft blue lighting emanated from a series of coloured strips located around the room. There seemed to be controls for the brightness and colour just next to the bed.

I stowed away my stuff and checked my phone. I was surprised they had allowed me to bring it aboard, well, to be more accurate, I hadn't asked, but they hadn't told me not to and no one had searched me. I frowned at the dark screen. I had definitely charged the thing. I noted that on the corner desk was an obvious charging plate and I dropped my phone upon it. Immediately white writing appeared on the screen, "Electronic communication devices may not be used upon the Pearl."

My eyes widened slightly, how did they do that? I knew there were ways to block phone signals, faraday cages and so on, but how had they stopped it from even powering on? I had brought a small laptop and on pressing the power button observed the same message. I whistled slightly. I had honestly expected these to get confiscated and returned at the end, but still, this was almost worse.

I ended up resting on the bed, lying back, waiting for the announcement. I was only there for ten minutes before a voice, Cardinals I think, announced, "Everyone, please attend the lunch hall."

I stood up and looked out the door expecting to see Miss Green, but instead, I saw that the corridor strip lights were pulsing, showing me which way to go. I couldn't help but gawk as I walked, the whole place felt so advanced, I almost felt like I was on a spaceship, though, the slight rumble as the ship glided across the water was unmistakable.

It wasn't long before I ran into someone else, he looked over his shoulder at me with a surprisingly unfriendly stare. I had been planning to say hi, but instead I stayed silent. It almost felt like he was measuring me, examining me closely. He turned his head continuing to walk in silence. Soon we were three, and then four. Will joined us next, part of a small group. Finally, we found ourselves before a large door, lights swirling around its edge to mark our destination.

A series of small cloth covered tables reminiscent of a dining hall sat between three long buffet counters. A few people were already sitting, eating, while black suited assistants were still delivering plates. They had already given me the impression of butlers, but this sealed it.

The food on display was clearly of a high quality and I found myself piling my plate with lobster tails, scallops and fresh fish. I loved fish, but I rarely ordered it more than once or twice a year. I got paid pretty well but fish was a rarity for most people; overfished to the point very few could afford it.

Will waved at me and with a small sigh, I took a seat at his table. There was another man there, older, dressed in a casual tracksuit. He gave me a knowing grin as he nibbled at a plate of fried mozzarella.

"Not what you were expecting huh?" said the man

"Ahh." I said with a small smile, "I guess not, though, I don't really know what to expect from a wild party, It's been a long time since I've attended one."

"Name's Nile." he said, "Don't worry, crazy's still to come, more than you can imagine."

"He just keeps bring cryptic." complained Will through a mouthful of chicken nuggets. All this expensive food and he went for nuggets, "He wont even tell me how many of the people have been before."

"Well, I don't necessarily know." said Nile, "I recognise a couple of faces, but it's not like I attend every one, it's a pretty exclusive event."

My mouth twitched slightly, my eyes going wide as I took one of the scallops into my mouth. Oh my god, it just melted, it was heaven. After a moment I shook my head, "Holy shit that's good." I took a moment to savour the taste before continuing, "well, what I was going to say, the fact this isn't your first time does make me feel a little better about things, I'm kind of conscious that no one really knows that I'm here."

"I get it," said Nile, "but this is a very exclusive club, you're going to experience something very few ever will." he tilted his head and grinned, "Don't worry, look after you."

Lunch continued and I got chatting more with both. Will tried really hard to get more information out of Nile but he wouldn't budge, actually, it was getting kind of annoying and Will was verging on being rude, but Nile took it in good humour, I rather liked the guy.

Roughly an hour later, the dark suited butlers started clearing the tables. The lights started to fade like we were in a cinema and then a series of coloured lights slowly scanned the room like we were at a nightclub or disco. Soon, the buffet tables were removed as well as several of the dining tables. We were joined at our table by another couple, A guy named Steve and a woman called Melody. There weren't a whole lot of women here actually, at least amongst the contest winners.

The light beams narrowed, moving faster as music began to spill into the room. It was a heavy electronic beat that made my spine feel like it was vibrating. There was a loud mechanical whine and sections of the floor started to rise forming into platforms. The music got louder, and Cardinal burst from the back door walking down a central walkway as pyrotechnic smoke bursts exploded at each side.

My jaw dropped, so did several others. A moment ago, this had been a simple dining room, and yet, it was transforming before me into a mass of neon lights and steel. A series of black disks extended slightly from the ceilings scattering a mess of tiny blue beams across the floor.

"Friends!" called Cardinal, "Some old, some new." he took a bow, "I am Cardinal, your host for this evening and for evenings to come! I would like to thank you all for coming. Now, before we begin, can we take a moment to thank the caterers, guides and performers we have for you tonight."

Everyone began to clap and cheer but my voice caught as the room continued to transform. More sections of the room were shifting with that mechanical whine. In places, poles were lowering from the ceiling while a pseudo-bar was forming on the far side of the room. Black suited assistants were streaming into the room plying the bar with colourful bottles.

No doubt, this was impressive, but what really caught my breath was those little beams of blue light. At first, I thought they were some kind of disco spray light but they had started flashing in rapid little patterns. I've no idea how they worked but somehow, they were forming holographic figures in the air. They had a pale blue tint and were slightly transparent but I'd never seen something this advanced before. I'd seen similar quality in online videos, but they used transparent films on a stage, these were just here, in the middle of the bar.

The music was getting louder and the room continued its shift into something between an upmarket nightclub and a seedy strip club. It was strange, the lighting, the holograms, the fancy outfits on some of the dancers. Everything came together to make this place feel like the most expensive nightclub I had ever been in and yet the music, the platforms and the actual nature of the holograms, they were all rather lewd.

"Well." Cardinals voice cut through the room, amplified by the hidden sound system. While you welcome our many talented performers, I would like to inform you of the most important element." He paused, before shouting with a wide smile, "The bar is, of course free!"

Another cheer went up before he began to speak again, "And of course, anything goes as long as there is consent, today anyway." the last words were spoken softly and I wasn't entirely sure I'd caught them, "Drink, Dance, Fuck, do whatever you want. If you want to return to your room, just say home while in the corridors. The lights will take you back."

With that, one of his assistants handed him a drink and he began to dance confidently. He moved well, flowing from step to step in time to the heavy beat of the music. A few of the dark suited assistants joined him while others began to filter towards the bar.

Damn, this was incredible and yet I felt uncomfortable. This was not my scene. I'd never been in a place like this and I was usually too socially anxious to take part even when I'd been at more mundane parties. It didn't help that everything was so blatantly sexual. I found myself staring at one of the dancing hologram's nearby, A fantastical fox creature moving like an exotic dancer, wearing little more than her digital fur. I knew what It was, I'd been on the internet, maybe this Cardinal was a furry. It wasn't really my thing and yet as she moved with those exaggerated features, with inhuman grace granted by her animator, I couldn't deny it wasn't captivating.

And great, now I was getting an erection while everyone watched me watch the fox.

No-one was actually watching me of course, it was all in my head, well apart from Nile who made me squeal when he clapped me on the shoulder, "Hey. It's quite something isn't it?"

"Uhh...Y...Yeah," I said, shifting my pose to try and hide my groin.

He gripped my shoulder tighter trying to put me at ease, "It's a lot, don't worry. Let's go get a drink, even on the Opal its okay to sit and watch sometimes."

I paused and nodded, that made sense, that's what I usually did at parties. I sat and watched, though, usually afterwards, I went home feeling bad. So much for my vow.

As we headed across the room, I had managed to get my dick to calm, enough at least that it wasn't obvious. I groaned as I saw Will miming sex with one of the Holograms, A feline creature of some sort that danced oblivious to his presence. To make things worse, he waved at me.

I grabbed a long vodka from the bar while Nile had a tall glass of dark bitter and we sat down at one of the remaining dining tables. We weren't the only ones, there were a half dozen others. It was actually a lot busier than I expected. There were what, 15-20 Guests? But all the staff were here too. I saw Miss Green as she crossed the floor, for a moment, I pondered if that was her real name. Maybe all the guides had colour themed names. I guess there were the performers too? Though those also fell under staff. I could see a topless cat-girl dancing on one the platforms. Those body mods were like nothing I had ever seen. It seemed like she had full control of the tail, curling it around the pole.

"It's totally normal to be overwhelmed." said Nile, "Not everyone joins in the first night. I wouldn't worry about it, it's a lot to take in."

"Is it always like this?" I asked, sipping my drink.

"Yeah, the first night is always the same, though sometimes the performers change. There are some other events that are similar to previous events but rarely any exact duplicates."

I frowned giving a small sigh, "I thought I'd be more confident, you know, out here where no-one who knows me. I guess just wanting to isn't enough to change."

"Hey, don't write yourself off so quickly, a few more drinks and we will get you up on the floor. Anyway, who says everyone needs to rush in. You've got 2 weeks to let loose."

I gave a small nod and took a deep breath. He was right, I just needed to...find the right time "You can go join in if you want. I really appreciate you taking time with me but I don't want you to miss out."

"Hey, this is my third time and the party will run for hours, don't worry about it."

I gave him a grateful smile, "How does that happen? How do you get to come three times?"

"Ah well, you have to understand that the first rule of the neon opal is..." he gave a laugh, "Well joking aside, we leave ourselves behind while we are here. That's what lets people be quite so free. Talking about shore life is discouraged but you could say I'm an investor. "

"An Investor? Wow you don't look super rich." I said.

"I do alright," he said with a grin, "but anyway, enough shore talk. For two weeks you're someone else. Leave your insecurities behind, leave you behind. Let's forge something better."

"A...All right" I said with a confidence I was starting to actually feel. I finished my glass.

"Dance?"

" try!"

"Good Girl! Let's go." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet.

"Good Girl?" I said with a stammer.

He gave a laugh, "It's a saying, you know? like what you say to a dog when they do something you want?"

"You say good boy to male dogs." I replied

"My dogs not male."

I gave a laugh "Ah wow, I don't know how you did it but you've really put me at ease."

"A talent," he said with a grin and pulled me out onto the floor. He started to tap his foot and I did too. I still felt a bit anxious, but as I glanced around, I realised that no one was looking at us, they were all doing their own thing. Some people were just dancing, a few people were doing more. I quickly looked away as my cheeks reddened. Its fine, I was just dancing I didn't need to do more.

I gained confidence as the afternoon progressed, though, I'm guessing that was at least somewhat helped by the three additional long vodkas I drank. Nile stayed with me, though, we were joined by others at times. In the evening, they bought back one of the buffet tables and laid out a selection of finger food. While I didn't do anything more than dance and chat, mostly just with Nile, it was still a fantastic evening, maybe one of the best I'd ever had. Was that kind of sad?

Perhaps the biggest failing was my fitness. I didn't really know how to dance and so I wasn't doing anything energetic but still, I spend most of my time at home working or playing on my computer. I didn't have the stamina to keep this up for hours and hours. Nile bid me fair well as I stumbled into the corridor. I wasn't that drunk, but I was tipsy enough that the slight sway of the boat made walking a little tough, "Home" I said, and the corridor lights began to move, directing me back to my room.

When I got back, the wall panel informed me it was just after eleven PM. Part of me was kind of ashamed I hadn't lasted longer but the club had transformed pretty much just after lunch. I mean, what, I was there for eight hours, the more I thought about it, my shame seemed silly.

I stumbled into the bathroom and washed my face, A quick shower later and I found myself snuggled into bed, the gentle sway of the ocean rocking me to sleep.

I yawned slightly as the alarm roused me from my slumber. It wasn't one of those sharp noises that pull you violently from rest, instead, it was the sound of soft, peaceful music slowly increasing in volume until you felt like you woke naturally. I had to blink a few times before realising where I was. I sat up and immediately groaned. My poor muscles were cramping up bad. That was the most I'd moved in a long time and my body wasn't happy at all.

A voice, Cardinals, spoke across the speakers, "30 Minutes until breakfast. Please prepare yourselves."

I gave a small to no one and got up stretching. I took another shower hoping that the warm water would help ease my painful muscles. It did, a little.

I had just gotten dried and dressed when my door opened. I gave a small yell as I wasn't expecting anyone but what came in was a small quadra drone carrying a covered plate. It delivered its package to my desk before leaving.

I lifted the cloche to reveal a full English breakfast. Eggs, Bacon, Sausages, Fried Bread and more. Man, any weight I lost dancing for 8 hours, I was about to put it straight back on. It wasn't quite what I expected after the lobster and scallops the previous night but oh, was it welcome.

I finished up my breakfast just as Cardinals voice spoke again, "In your own time, please check your wardrobe for a white dressing gown. Please attend the Event Hall wearing nothing else."

My cheeks went bright red, wait was he serious? I knew something like this was likely, the sexual nature of the event was well telegraphed not just by the rumours and secret reports, but by the agreement I signed and the events of the previous night. I had thought it would take longer than this to ramp up though.

I checked my wardrobe and sure enough there it was. I looked at it for a while before starting to undress. Didn't I kind of want this? Hadn't you admitted to Will that you had hoped to get some action here?

It was with that thought, I found myself walking down the corridors. I'd put on my socks and shoes because surely, they didn't expect me to go bare foot? The gown, though soft, wasn't actually lewd in any way so even though I admit I felt weird, I wasn't even slightly naked.

The lights led me back to the dining hall. I wondered how much more there was to the ship if they were able to just keep repurposing this room. I hadn't been on the top deck and the small windows had not given much of a view. Still, I thought it was a bit weird how they kept changing the name. It was very different from last night. It had been made artificially smaller, sections of the floor raised almost to the roof, limiting its size. A series of comfortable chairs were set up in two rows near the centre of the room, a few people were already here and Nile waved me over. I went and sat by him.

Cardinal too was here, he was in the centre of the room on a small, circular platform. Next to him was a large screen which extended down from the ceiling on a set of metallic arms. A series of colourful animations played on it, abstract blobs and shifting patterns, almost like a music visualiser. He was talking with a couple of his dark suited assistants as they played with a large device standing at the centre on the stage. It was vaguely circular in shape, though, slightly bowed with a tall door at the front and a number of panels at its side. It seemed like it had also lowered from the ceiling as a number of heavy pipes and cables extended down connecting to its roof. There was no obvious place for the booth to return to though, so maybe it came from somewhere else and then was connected up.

"What's that?" I asked Nile quietly. The room felt weirdly quiet, like a room before a presentation.

"Something special." he said, "Something impossible."

I frowned at him, I doubted I'd get a better answer. On the other side of the booth was a large plush couch, it was long enough to hold at least five people and deep enough that it looked like after sitting down, getting back up would be tricky.

I didn't really understand what was going on. None of this really made sense, what was the booth for, what about the couch? And the dressing gowns?

"Hey, don't be so nervous. You're going to be part of something amazing." He glanced down and patted my knee, "Take your socks and shoes off, place them at the side of your chair."

I groaned and started removing my shoes after a moment. Why couldn't he tell me more, now I felt more anxious. In my mind I was still half expecting some kind of wild orgy, though, as huge as that couch was, we weren't all fitting on. Excitement mingled with my fear, it was hard to know how I should feel.

If anyone else was nervous they didn't show it. Had everyone arrived? No, someone else had just walked in wearing the same white robe, was that everyone now?

Cardinal gave a cough, he was also wearing a robe and he spoke warmly, "Good morning, I assume most of us are still suffering from last night? If so." He gestured at a small table next to the assembled chairs "You will find Hydrox tablets on the table to your right. If your suffering from a hangover, they will sort you out."

I tilted my head. I felt rough but not because of a hangover, hydration tablets would do nothing for my muscle pain.

"Now" he said with a grin "As most of you have not been here before, let me explain what is about to happen." He placed his hand against the monolithic device, "Starting with this."

He walked around it slowly, "This my friends, is the reason why you are all here, and is the reason that every person who has attended one of these events is so desperate to return." He paused for effect before continuing, "Each day, a few volunteers, which is of course, all of you, you are all voluntarily here after all, will enter the booth." His grin got wider "And the rest of us will get to play with you. Tomorrow, the volunteers will be different. Never the same people two days in a row. By the end of this, everyone will have entered the booth at least once, more likely twice."

I was just staring at him. None of that made sense. What did he mean by play with them? I had imagined so many lurid and absurd scenarios. This wasn't anything like any of them.

"But first," said Cardinal "A theme must be chosen, was anyone here last time? Can you remember what the theme was?"

"Mythical creatures," called Nile almost making me jump.

Cardinal nodded, "Correct, as usual we will be removing that option, never the same theme two events in a row. Next time, it will have a chance to come up again." he gestured at the screen and a bright blue box appeared saying 'mythical creatures'. An animated pen crossed it out in red ink. Suddenly, the box began to blur, text flowing rapidly like a fruit machines tiles. It was too fast for me to read any of the entries. Suddenly it stopped, a sound like a ringing bell echoing throughout the room. The box displayed the text "Pokémon" and the Pokémon centre theme began to play quietly before fading out.

"What?"

I didn't mean to say that out loud but I'd been caught so off guard. I liked Pokémon, everyone liked Pokémon, but what the hell did this mean? I started to become very conscious that I was on a boat, who knows where, with what might be a madman, his assistants and a whole bunch of other people who seemed strangely unphased by this.

A few people glanced at me but no one answered my question. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Nile had been here before; in fact, he had said this was his third time. If it was so dangerous, that wouldn't be the case and Nile had only had good things to say. We had bonded a lot over the evening. Okay, I guess this was really weird, but I just needed to see where it went. I was letting my pessimistic nature get the best of me.

Cardinal pressed a few buttons and the door of the chamber snapped open, sliding sideways into the machine. I couldn't really see the inside too well, though, I could see that there seemed to be an artificial light source and a glint of what could be a mirror. He gave a small bow before stepping inside, "Talk amongst yourself," he said with a grin before one of the assistants tapped a button and the door closed.

A low hum came from the machine causing the room to vibrate slightly. I stared at it with bated breath before Nile spoke with a low voice, "It's not instant, it actually takes quite a while."

"Oh," I said, feeling sheepish, "you're not going to tell me what it does are you?"

"No." he said simply, "Its way more fun to see for yourself anyway."

It was...surprisingly dull waiting. Will was here, he was talking with one of the few women in the group, there were two other women as best I could tell, though, there were more amongst the staff. I saw Alan and Peter, both people I'd spoken to at the party last night. It felt like I was the only one who was uncomfortable.

It took almost ten minutes before the machine went quiet and the door opened. I gasped in shock and I wasn't the only one. Climbing out of the machine was some kind of anthropomorphic Houndoom. He had to be well over six feet tall, taller than Cardinal had been for sure. He was mostly black, though his feet, hands and muzzle were a soft brown. He had a pair of heavy grey horns that curled back from his head and a series of grey bands that ran up his back and around his neck. What was more shocking was how shiny he was, nothing looked real. He looked like he was made of rubber or latex. Could it somehow be a suit? If so, it looked incredibly realistic.

My cheeks reddened as he fully cleared the booth. He was completely naked; I had no idea where his dressing gown had gone. Between his legs swung a heavy, inhumanly large member with a flared end. It too looked plastic, and shone unnaturally, seemingly like an absurdly large dildo.

Cardinal gave a small bow before speaking. His new muzzle didn't seem like it was affecting his speech, though, his voice did seem deeper and his body squeaked as he moved, particularly as his arms or legs pressed against each other. He stood confidently almost posing to emphasise his swollen cock.

"Ta da!" he said, suddenly throwing his hands forward and making a jazz-hands motion. His meat jiggled obscenely. I promise, I wasn't obsessed with it, it just was in my face, metaphorically at least.

"This." he said tapping the machine, "Is the star of the show. The Synthesiser, A body mod fabricator like no other." He gestured a hand across the audience, "And three lucky people will get to be transformed just like me. Those of you not chosen need not be disappointed, you will get to play with our lovely new toys and tomorrow, perhaps it will be your turn."

I was staring but so were several others, I wasn't quite sure what to do with this information. I still didn't really understand what had happened. Body mod? That wasn't a body mod. It had to be a costume or some kind of synthetic covering. I had to admit that Cardinal looked pretty fabulous, despite looking like he was made of rubber. His body was sculpted, like a body builder. He looked fantastic...if you were into that kind of thing.

Suddenly the roulette spinner on the monitor started to move again but this time it had everyone's names in it, "Remember, if you win today, you can't tomorrow. Everyone gets a go. Now, let's see who's up next."

I held my breath; I still could hardly believe what was going on. All I knew is I really didn't want my name to come up. The dial suddenly stopped reading 'Will Walker.'

"Yes," he shouted punching the air. He was excited? I suppose that kind of made sense. He really wanted to have sex here, I guess anyone who was transformed would get plenty of action, though, there weren't many women here. Then again, I didn't know Wills orientation, perhaps that suited him.

Will jogged up to the machine throwing off his gown and climbing in nude, "I need to go in here right?" I looked away sharply, I didn't need to see someone else's junk so quickly. Jeez.

Cardinal laughed, a deep, throaty sound, "Disrobing isn't necessary but I do welcome your enthusiasm...see you soon!"

The experience of waiting wasn't so very different from when Cardinal had entered. It began to hum and the crowd broke into quiet talk. Cardinal pulled out a small chair, sitting down in a way to further emphasise his cock. I gulped and turned to Nile

"A...Are they really made of rubber."

Nile shrugged, "I don't know, Its either a thick skin or some kind of transmutation. I'll tell you though, it feels amazing, and." he grinned nipping at his skin, "easily reversable."

My eyes widened but suddenly I felt stupid. He had been here twice before, "You've been through it before haven't you."

"Yeah," he said, "First time the theme was dogs and I got turned into a nice little fuck poodle, breasts bigger than my head and a heat that drove me insane. Second time, the mythical theme, I was a nice chubby dragon, got changed twice that time actually."

"B...Breasts?"

"Yeah." he said, "You're not guaranteed to keep your sex but," he shrugged with a smile, "That's half the fun. It makes you like really, super horny. I know it might seem scary, but if your name comes up, don't be, its an experience of a life time."

I shivered. My mind was racing but I couldn't deny that part of me was intrigued, a sort of morbid fascination was rising in me. I wondered what Will would end up like. I was getting kind of excited to see what Pokémon he would be. Presumably it didn't just make Houndooms.

Soon enough, the door opened and out stumbled a rubber Eevee girl. She was plump with wide hips and heavy breasts. Her ears were huge, oversized even for an Eevee and a plump white ruff surrounded her neck. She collapsed to her knees with a loud moan, her hands groping her breasts and she looked at the Houndoom, actually drooling. Well she couldn't be entirely rubber if she was drooling.

" E..Eevee, vee, Eeevee!" she moaned, eyes clearly fixed on the Houndoom's cock.

"Now Will, there is a time and place, you can have fun later, for now go and sit. We will get to you." Cardinal pointed at the couch. The Eevee looked pained but nodded and stumbled off stage.

"Holy shit her tail's huge." I said watching the rubber mass behind her, "That must be so heavy."

"Yeah the machines pretty amazing." said Nile, "I've no idea what its actual limits are."

"She seemed kinda....out of it."

"Yeah." Nile nodded "As I said, it makes you really horny. Makes sure you let people play with you afterwards."

My eyes glanced to Cardinal, "He isn't out of it, Also, he seems to able to speak."

Nile shrugged, "Obviously configurable, Cardinal's transformation is always unique, and he is the only person who stays transformed for the whole event. He doesn't usually need any encouragement to get involved anyway."

Cardinal gestured back to the machine and the roulette started spinning again.

"Where did it come from? Who made it?"

"I don't know." he replied, "There are rumours that Cardinal's involved with all sorts of mega-corps but no-one's ever actually been able to ID him. I mean, with machines like this available to him, who knows what he actually looks like."

The roulette stopped and I gave a sigh of relief as a name I didn't recognise was displayed 'Lisa Dark' was that her real name? A cheer went up and a small woman with dark black hair stood, "Congratulations!" said a man sitting beside her. That was Peter, I'd spoken briefly to him at lunch. She paused for a moment before approaching the machine.

She stood at the entrance, "D...Does it hurt?" She asked.

"Quite the opposite." said Cardinal, "Its really a very pleasant sensation."

She looked into the enclosure still seemingly unsure, but a few voices called out from the crowd, "You can do it Lisa!" shouted Peter and a ripple of sporadic applaud graced the room. She stepped in, paused for a second and started to turn but the door had already closed and the machine began to hum.

I gulped slightly "I'm still having trouble believing all this" I looked over to Will who was sitting on the couch, very obviously massaging her pussy. She almost seemed to be pouting, "I can't believe she is just sitting there playing with herself where we can all see."

"It makes you really horny, did I mention that?" said Nile, "It's like you're in heat or something. She'll seem more like herself once she gets fucked. The effect is strongest immediately after transformation."

"That makes sense I guess." I looked back at the chamber. Two down, one to go. My odds were looking pretty good. I think if I could talk to Will after he changed back I'd feel better about doing it myself should my name came up some other day, though, hadn't I already done that? Nile had been through it.

"If its me." said Nile with a grin, "I want you to call dibs."

"W...What?" I said looking at him wide eyed.

"You told me last night about how you wanted to be more confident, how you wanted to get out of your shell. If its my name that comes up, I want you to go first. Own that confidence."

"I Don't know Nile, I mean what if you're a dude?"

He snorts "Once its rubberised there isn't that much difference between an ass and a pussy, at the end of the day, their toys for having fun with. Don't think about it too much."

My face must have been beetroot but I couldn't help laughing, "I can't believe I'm in a situation where this conversation isn't completely ridiculous. This is surreal, maybe I'm still asleep."

"Hey, maybe you are, isn't that even more of a reason to fuck me? I won't even know you have weird perverted dreams!"

I groaned; this was such a silly conversation, " try okay? If it's you, try."

"Atta Girl."

I shook my head and couldn't help but give a small giggle. Nile had made a habit of referring to me as girl ever since my objection last night, oh well, Lisa should be finished soon.

Sure enough, the hum stopped, the door opened, and Lisa stumbled, almost tripping over the edge of the chamber. I could hardly believe how different she was. She was at least two feet taller, taller even than the Houndoom who was helping her up, " N...Nido?" she said, obvious need in her voice. Cardinal just pointed at the couch and she stumbled a step back with a groan.

The new rubber Nidoqueen was plump with huge boobs, even larger than Eevee's. They sat above a cartoonishly huge ass from which a fat, swollen tail swung behind her. She paused looking back, squeezing her ass with her plastic clawed hands. I could almost see the hearts in her eyes, "There will be time later Nido, go play with the Eevee."

" Q...Queen." she moaned before moving with heavy foot steps and thumping down onto the couch.

Cardinal gestured at the screen and the roulette started up again. My eyes kept wanting to dart to the squeaky noises coming from the couch as the two Pokémon started to slowly fondle each other, but I couldn't look away. I just had to survive one more draw.

'Tom Hall'

Nile grabbed my shoulder, "Congratulations! Aww that's so cool I wonder what Pokémon you'll be."

"I uhh."

"Congratulations to Tom! Our last Pokémon of the day! Where are you Tom?" said Cardinal

He had to know who I was but I stood up looking nervous, "I'm Tom, I, uhm." he gestured for me to approach. I looked back at Nile who was grinning broadly "I don't, uhm."

I felt myself sweat, everyone seemed to be clapping and I felt myself slowly approaching. I didn't know how to feel, it was scary but I couldn't deny it was exciting too. I looked over at the other two, they certainly seemed to be having fun squeezing their plump bodies together.

"Don't worry Tom, ill look after you. Trust me, it feels amazing." I looked back to Cardinal and then to the booth. I'd made a vow, hadn't I? I looked back at Nile, it was hard to put into words how nervous I was but I trusted him. It would be okay. I nodded and looked to Cardinal "M...Make me something cool, okay?"

"Don't worry." the Houndoom grinned, "I saved the best for last."

I took a deep breath and stepped into the machine. I turned to watch the door close behind me.

I ran my hand against the side of the booth, it was made of a soft orange plastic. The 'closet' was just large enough for me to sit down on the ground, about the size of a small shower cubicle. in fact, it looked a lot like a shower in some ways. there was even a grate in the ceiling. A long section at the back of the booth was mirrored running from top to bottom. My cheeks reddened, I guess I was going to get a good view of my changes.

I turned and pushed against the door feeling nervous but the machine was solid. It was also completely opaque. It was sound-proof too or maybe just no one was talking, certainly all I could hear was the quiet thrum of the machine. It was a good thing I didn't have claustrophobia.

I glanced down at my arm expecting some kind of change but nothing seemed to be happening. I really wasn't sure what to expect, I should have asked more questions.

I yelped in surprise as a fine mist started spraying down from a grate utterly drenching me, I held my head down to keep it out of my eyes as if in a shower. I wasn't sure what it was, it seemed like water, though, it had a slight smell, almost like a dilute acetone.

I felt tense. I stared at my arm, expecting something to happen but instead, my fluffy white gown started to dissolve. The spray stopped and I shook my head to clear some of the liquid from my hair. The gown was still dissolving and soon it was just a white goo on the floor draining into narrow grates around the edge of the booth.

There was a sudden, violent burst of air and soon I was dry. I paused again. staring at myself, was that the trigger? Was something about to happen?

Splat! Something landed heavily on my arm. I looked to see a thick liquid mass oozing slowly over my shoulder. I poked at it gingerly with a finger, half expecting it to come away coated but it gave like a thick gelatine, depressing under my touch and springing back when I released. Whatever it was, it wasn't quite solid. It was moving slowly down my shoulder. Oh, and it was yellow, very yellow.

"W...What could yellow mean?" I said to myself as I felt the cool ooze against my skin. It wasn't unpleasant, but it felt damp and my skin tingled underneath. The ooze seemed to slowly harden and compact. It stopped spreading, not having even made it as far as my elbow.

"Jolteon maybe, to go with the Eevee? That might be cool. What else is yellow? Psyduck? ugh, please no." The ooze was settling into place. It almost seemed like it was sinking down into my skin. I ran a finger across it and shivered; I could feel it. I could feel my finger against that slick surface. It squeaked slightly feeling much more like pliant rubber now than a thick ooze.

"I hope it's not a Drowsee. That would be weird." thinking about it, there are so many that would be weird...Fuck, I was getting a little nervous again. I could end up like anything.

Sploch! another glob fell down and hit me on the lower arm. It wrapped round the surface like a bola until the underside was coated too. It also was an intense yellow and again, the ooze seemed to be slowly moving, spreading from the point of impact.

"Of course." I said to myself, "The obvious Pokémon would be Pikachu, but they wouldn't do that to me would they?" Somehow the idea of being changed into the iconic yellow rat was worse than many of the other ideas, there was just something so embarrassing about it. I think I'd rather be something the average person wouldn't recognise but still looked cool. Wasn't Typhlosion yellow in places? Yeah, let's hope for Typhlosion.

I gave a small squeal as another glob hit me right in the head. Immediately the sound vanished from my right ear as it became smothered in ooze. The goop rested just above my eye which felt rather uncomfortable. I jammed it shut as the goo started to slowly spread, squeaking down over my eyelid.

I couldn't help but poke at it, but as before, it just depressed before popping back up. It had that same cool soothing feeling but it felt super weird against my hair and not entirely pleasant pressed down against my eye. I heard a weird pop like a heavy bubble breaking. I twisted to stare at the mirror, grabbing the oblong object sticking from the top of my head. I gave it a light squeeze feeling it give way under my fingers. I shivered; I could feel the sensations in my 'ear' as well as my fingers. Did anything else have ears like this? I bit my lip, I guess it was going to be a Pikachu after all.

My anxiety was rising. I couldn't feel my hair compressed beneath the goo anymore and it didn't really feel like I was holding my eye closed either, in fact, I couldn't really feel my eye at all; the whole area felt kind of numb. My ear was still slowly growing and sound was fading back in, but my focus was on my eye.

The goo on my face had been slowly reshaping. As I watched through my remaining eye, the smooth surface of the rubber seemed to be splitting. Suddenly, I felt my eyelid jerk open. I blinked tilting my head. My new rubber eye was way larger than my human eye. The pupil seemed like it was painted on a rubber sphere rotating in the eye socket. I thought I could see the pupil dilate as I watched, as if the image on the surface was animated. I couldn't resist pressing my finger against it. It didn't hurt at all but my vision blurred as that rubber sphere deformed beneath my fingers. I shivered; Somehow this was even stranger than I'd expected.

I gasped as another glob fell from the ceiling and struck me directly on the chest. The bright yellow mass oozed slowly coating much of my front. It made sense now why the others spent so long in the chamber; this was far from an instant process. I looked down, my mismatched eyes staring in morbid fascination as the goo started to settle and slowly take on some of my underlying musculature. I guess this is where I would find out whether I would end up like the other two. Nile had said the gender change didn't always happen and I suppose with Lisa, it had not.

I groaned slightly as the rubber began to reshape slightly forming into soft pecs. I'd never had pecs before, I'd never really been in good enough shape. A little bit of hope began to rise, Cardinal looked awesome as a muscular Houndoom. I don't know how cool a buff Pikachu would really look, but it was still possible I was something else. Didn't Amphoros have pointy ears? ...was a rubber sheep better?

I felt like I was holding my breath as my chest began to rise. They could still be pecs right? right? I sighed as the swelling didn't stop. No, they were too big now and the wrong shape. These were definitely boobs. I pressed against the growing rubber spheres with my fingers, feeling them give way and deform beneath my touch. The still swelling mounds started jiggling. Ooooh...That felt nice. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. I could just imagine the Houndoom playing with them, teasing my fattening nipples, maybe slowly running his squeaky rubber tongue up their surface before plunging that fat...

My eyes shot wide open, where had that come from. I mean I'd kind of accepted that I would be getting fucked when this was over but that was...vivid. I wiped drool away from my mouth. Fuck I was drooling, why was this so intensely erotic?

Splat! Another blob caught me on the knee and then another on my lower back. The booth was dispensing the goo faster. I tried to think how much time had passed since I had been in here but I'd lost track. I could feel the goo sinking into my leg, into my back. My chest was still slowly swelling and I couldn't help but run my hands slowly over the surface. Fuck, it felt so good, though, part of me wished it was the Houndoom's meaty paws playing with me, rubber squeaking against rubber. I sank to my knees as the sensations began to overwhelm me.

The last few splats had caused my cock to rather rapidly harden, I couldn't help it. If you had described to me what was going to happened and claimed it would turn me on, I'd have been horrified but my body didn't really care, at least there was no one watching to see my humiliation. I really wanted to let my hands drop, take hold of my cock, tug one out before the goo completely overtook me, but the idea of that door opening and me falling out, the booth and probably myself covered in my own cum? Ugh, Fuck, A burst of arousal washed over me. No! why did I find that arousing? I wasn't going to do it.

I looked back at the mirror, panting, my mouth slightly agape as I heard a bubble pop from my ass. I looked back and sure enough, a thick, flat yellow tail had begun to grow from just above my ass, "Fuck. I guess it's a pika afterall."

It didn't sound entirely like my voice and I groaned as several more blobs of goo struck me running down between my shoulder blades. A few others caught me straight in the crick of my back flowing down into my ass. I could feel it start to swell, creaking as it grew larger. I groaned, "F...Fuck, Pika , I don't think I've ever been this horny in my life." It was taking everything I had to keep my hands away from my cock, I wondered what Cardinal would think if he opened the booth to find me covered in my own cum, would he like it?

I tried to force myself to my feet as more goo struck my face, this time, the sound vanished on the left and it caught my eye wide open. I tried to close it but it was gummed up under the rubber mass. It didn't hurt exactly but it was like having something stuck just under your eyelid. It was enough to shake me from the horny mess I seemed to be rapidly becoming and I managed to stand up, staggering, leaning against the wall to watch myself in the mirror.

My boobs had swollen even more. Fat and round, not much smaller than the Eevees, though, it didn't compare with the Nidoqueen. she had that Pokémon milf energy going on. I started to giggle, a lusty sound that had risen another tone or so since I last spoke. Much of my body was bright yellow at this point, my ass and hips still swelling, trying to catch up with my plump boobs. Fuck how was this so erotic?

The goop on my head was slowly reshaping, the uncomfortable sensation from my left eye was gone. Instead my face above my nose was covered in smooth rubber. As I watched, the rubber began to crack and soon, I had two matching artificial eyes.

My hands dropped down and took hold my cock, I just couldn't any more. Who could blame a rubber fucktoy for wanting to play with her cock? I doubt master would care. I groaned slightly as I began to run my fingers up its length. Something had seemed wrong about that thought but I was far too horny to care. Perhaps getting off would clear my head a little and I could think clearer.

There was another pop as my second ear formed from the rubber. My face looked almost like I had some kind of Pikachu fetish-hood pulled over the top. I couldn't deny that I looked ridiculous with my still human mouth open, tongue lolling, as I started to work my shaft " P...Pika" I moaned, "W...What the F...Fuck am I Chu, P...Pika" I tried to force that last word out but it was getting difficult to talk. I was having to focus very hard to say anything other than Pikachu.

My other hand began to squeeze one of my large breasts, I think they had to be at least as big as Eevees now, topped with large rubbery black nipples. I barely looked human any more, just a big yellow fuck doll for master to play with. I looked ridiculous, like some kind of erotic hentai artwork. These proportions weren't human, this shiny skin had no right to be moving about, to be heaving and panting as it was.

" P...Pika" I screamed as I came. It hadn't taken long; I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised as my arousal was still climbing. My fingers pressed into my chest, deforming only the way rubber could. I panted as I felt my member erupt under my hand again and again coating the base of the chamber, my feet and calves with my own spunk.

I stared down at it panting, still moaning with need. A momentary pang of embarrassment ran through me at the idea of being found like this. Maybe I could lick it up? I shivered at the idea of slowly running my tongue across the floor. I imagined filling my mouth with the white gunk, opening my mouth slowly to the Houndoom to show him what I'd done, still holding it in my mouth. Perhaps I could just own it, kneel in it. the door could slowly open and the Houndoom would look at me like a puppy who had opened a kitchen cupboard that she shouldn't have...perhaps he would punish me?

I staggered again as more goop fell down. Much of my body was converted at this point so the goo fell mostly on rubber skin, but instead of binding, it oozed down like rain against a window surface searching for flesh. I shook my head trying to get a hold of myself. Something was wrong. None of these thoughts were natural, neither was this arousal. Why couldn't I get the Houndoom out of my head? Why couldn't I stop thinking of myself as a she? " P...Pikachu, Pika...Pika." I grit my teeth and tried to force out some words, "Its...M...Messing chu, P...chu"

I gave up, it was too hard. The goo had robbed me of my ability to talk. What I did know was that it was messing with my head, but which thoughts were mine and which were because of the goo. How was I supposed to tell? A lot of these lewd thoughts seemed pretty normal for a rubber Pikachu.

Another glob fell striking me directly on the head but it quickly ran down, flowing over my forehead and coating my nose, mouth and chin, " Mff...Mfffff" I cried, watching the rubber overtake me in the mirror. It was almost like I was wearing a latex gag. Soon my voice faded and I couldn't make any sound at all. It was like the cavity where my mouth should be was just gone. I felt like I should be suffocating, I felt like I should be scared but my body didn't seem to need air. I didn't feel ill or unwell, just horny, so fucking horny.

The rubber covering my face was beginning to press out into a shallow muzzle. The smooth yellow surface was broken as a small black triangle formed, painted onto the surface where my nose should be and a pair of red circles seem to fade in on my cheeks. A moment later, much as had happened with my eyes, a crack ran across the front of my face and suddenly my mouth wrenched open. A thick rubber tongue immediately lolling from my gaping maw. I tilted my head panting. I didn't think I needed to breathe; I was made of rubber after all. I wasn't sure if I even really had lungs but my body acted as if it did. I'm sure it would be less fun for the Houndoom if he couldn't here his little toys breathing speed up, if he couldn't hear her panting in need.

More goo fell, splattering me and I slid down the back of the capsule until my plump ass was resting on its surface. my flat, lightning bolt shaped tail squeezed behind me. It had been growing for some time, though it didn't quite seem finished. It was developing a black, heart shaped tip, letting people know I was a female Pikachu. As if they couldn't tell from my massive boobs and swollen ass.

As I sat staring at my erotic form in the mirror, my cock was still rock hard, spasming occasionally from the pleasure. I wrapped my fingers around it once more. I was sitting in my own cum at this point and it stained much of my legs. My hands were one of the few remaining human features I had. I played my fingers slowly up my cock as I wondered if I might get to keep it. Perhaps the Houndoom was into dickgirls? I moaned, leaning back and squeezed hard. Well it didn't matter. I wanted what he wanted. If he wanted a dickgirl, that was fine with me, and if he wanted me to have a fat pussy to shove that huge, thick meaty Houndoom cock into...oooh...actually, I hoped he wanted that.

I shifted where I sat, intoxicated with bliss, as more goo fell from the ceiling. it wasn't all hitting me because of how I was sitting. Some of it was striking the booth floor and slowly oozing to the grates around the side. My ears had finished forming at this point, and I thought my tail might be finished too. My lower lip had swollen into something thick and juicy, though my upper lip was just a somewhat feline-esque muzzle. Focusing was pretty much impossible at this point as goo struck my feet and started to convert them into thick, four-toed Pikachu Paws.

I rhythmically squeezed my dick as I added to the mess already on the floor, " P...Pika."

I couldn't say anything else at this point even if I tried. I was okay with that. The Houndoom could still speak so that meant this was how master wanted me to be. It was a toy's job to please her master after all. Still, I couldn't deny that it was a little humiliating, especially because at this point, I sounded exactly like a Pikachu. I also couldn't deny that the humiliation just made me hornier.

Splat! A heavy load of ooze hit me in the chest. Some of it seemed to stick where it landed, merging with the rubber already there, making those plump yellow boobs even larger. I had joked about the Nidoqueen earlier but I wasn't that much smaller at this point, certainly larger than the Eevee. Ha, take that, clearly this Pikachu is the superior fucktoy.

Still, the rest of the ooze flowed down, sliding down my tight, already rubber stomach until it reached my cock. I mewled as it was quickly engulfed, my cock and balls all seized in thick yellow gloopy rubber. I pushed at it with frustration as I could see the yellow bulge tightening and pulling in. It left my groin null and void, sexless in a deeply concerning way. I shook my head, surely this isn't what my master had in mind for me, surely, he didn't intend to leave me with nothing down there. Please no, please, please, pika, please.

I gasped as a crack ran down the surface of the tight bulge. I watched in the mirror as it slowly formed into a slightly gaping rubber opening, a synthetic parody of the real thing. The sensations were unreal and I bit my lower lip, my dull plastic teeth pressing into its swollen surface. It looked not unlike something from a high-end sex toy but then, I suppose that's what I was.

I reached down tentatively with my fingers, they were bright yellow and pudgy. I'd lost a finger somewhere being left with just 4 digits on my rubber hand-paws. When had that happened? I'd not even noticed! I felt myself begin to drool as my fingers got closer, Drool? What even was that? Couldn't be saliva, when I saw the others change, I wasn't sure if it was a coating or a costume, but now? I could say for sure they weren't human. I didn't know if there were rubber organs inside me or it was just solid all the way through but I was confident I had no flesh or bones left. How was I still thinking? Who knows? Fuck, who cares?

Just as my fingers got tentatively close, I gave a small shriek as I felt another sudden spray of liquid from the ceiling. it felt like the same mild acetone substance from before, though, I'm not sure how I could smell it with a painted-on nose. The liquid ran down my rubber skin and on to the floor. The extra pika-goo dissolved, as did the cum splattered across both my legs and the floor. It soon drained away before another blast of warm air dried me.

A loud thunk announced the opening door and my bright yellow form was revealed to the assembled masses.

"All right Pikachu." came Cardinals deep voice, "Time to come out, let us see you."

I mewled as the bright light spilled in from outside, I was so aroused but what could I do other than obey? I practically crawled out, pudgy hands first, fat hips second. I struggled to my feet and looked up to the Houndoom, to my master. I felt like there were sparkles in my eyes. I'd thought he was handsome earlier, well, I'd pretended I hadn't, it had felt weird at the time but now? He was my master and I his toy. I couldn't wait to get more familiar with him. I took a step towards him, my latex tongue licking my lips, my eyes dropping to the thick member between his legs.

"Not now Pikachu, go and sit with the others. We will get to you soon enough."

I shook my head and wailed " P...Pika!" but he just pointed with that stern look of his. My master was so commanding! He knew exactly what he wanted...Fine, I would wait, Somehow.

I turned to see that the Eevee and Nidoqueen were getting rather acquainted with each other. Their skin seemed even shinier than when I last saw them. I guess they'd got some of that liquid that seemed to be lubricating my various holes spread across them. I stuck a finger in my mouth, ran it around and held it up before me to look at its slickness. It had a vaguely pleasant scent as I held it to my painted nose.

"Pikachu!" came Cardinals sharp voice.

I gave a start and looked back sheepishly before continuing over to the couch. I wondered if I'd be able to speak to them, you know, the way Pokemon can in the Cartoon? " Pika, pi!" I offered in greeting.

Eevee looked back at me and gave me a lusty, " Eeee, eeeeveee" before grabbing my wrist and pulling me in, squeezing me into the rubbery pair and forcing her muzzle against mine. I guess not. I guess it was impossible for me to communicate verbally anymore. I should have been bothered by that but I guess master had no need for me to speak.

I mewled and pushed back into her, our huge rubbery boobs squeaking against each other. Cardinal was speaking in the background but I wasn't paying enough attention to hear what he was saying, My Master had his chance to play and sent me over here, his loss.

We had hardly got started when I heard Cardinal speak much closer to me, "Right, sit up, let everyone see you. No playing till I tell you."

I untangled myself from Eevee and Nido and we sat side by side on the plush couch. This was so unfair " Pika! Pika!" I complained. Those two had got to play the entire time I was in the chamber. Couldn't he have given us a moment?

The other guests were on their feet and moving over. Some of them had brought their chairs but many were standing. A number of masters black suited assistants were in the process of putting the chamber away. As I'd kind of suspected, it didn't come from the ceiling. They were disconnecting the pipes and cables before the whole thing swung onto its side and began to lower into the floor.

"As you know" said the Houndoom "We had aimed for seven today but unfortunately many of our targets didn't take the bait. A big problem we are experiencing is that our spyware we use to hijack the targets browser to inject our custom news articles is being blocked more often by modern anti malware software. So far, our self-destruct routines have destroyed the software before it could be investigated by researchers, but it's an area we are going to have to work on. It may be that an alternative subject acquisition process may need to be considered. Unfortunately, we do not want to go back to simple kidnapping. The process does not work as well on unwilling participants. Still, I think we can all agree, that though the selection is slim, they are magnificent, are they not?"

The crowd gave a small cheer and clapped as I struggled in the chair. I was trying to find a position where my body didn't feel on fire with need. That had all sounded a little bit strange. Had master tricked us? I guess that's what it sounded like but if so, what a silly dog, he should have just asked. Didn't he know that I was his? If he had told me he wanted me to be this big silly Pikachu thing, I would have happily done it. I giggled quietly to myself though no one paid me much heed.

"I also want to give many thanks to our chaperones. Steve, Melody and especially Nile, you did a wonderful job." He turned and squeezed my head and I swooned, my tongue lolling slightly. I loved head pats! Who knew! "This one especially I thought we might have to force, but she went in willingly. We had prepared for this, but less of her mind would have survived."

I giggled slightly at the idea that master would have to force me to do anything, though, my eyes dropped slightly and my expression took on a distinctly naughty tone, maybe in the right context a little insubordination might be fun. Ooh, I wouldn't be able to hold out for long against his masterful techniques, a little tweak here, a little push there. Perhaps he might tie me up? Yes, tactical disobedience sounded good.

He tilted my head up, pushing it left and then right "Though her attention span does seem a little shot, when we designed her profile, we did set the mental conditioning aggressively. Our research did suggest she was the most likely to resist."

He looked back to the crowd dropping my chin, "Now, I know two of you are new, Anise and Klein. I'm sure you've read the documentation but sometimes these things are worth confirming. Knowledge of our little toys is not wide spread. We expect you to keep it that way. If you keep them as personal pets, that's preferred but if you want to use them to entertain guests or in any of your private brothels it must be for only the most discrete clients, understand? If we believe there is a risk you might expose our little endeavour, well...As I said, targets are getting harder to find."

There was a titter of laughter throughout the audience, I wasn't entirely following what they were talking about but I was lightly toying with Eevees thigh while master wasn't paying attention. He said not to play, but what was the worst he was going to do, shout at me and then I'd stop. A little smirk graced my lips as I saw Eevee giving me a side glance as she tried to keep her mouth closed. Your going to get in trouble! Your going to get in trouble!

"Very well, lets start with the Pikachu." My ears immediately perked up, "We will start the bidding at 12 million."

A hand shot up and Cardinal nodded towards them, "12." another hand shot up, "12.5." then another, "13."

Was this an auction? Was master selling me? I shook my head, what a ridiculous suggestion. Perhaps he was simply auctioning time with me. Yes, that was it, that made more sense. Wow! People were willing to spend so much just for an evening of fun with me? I was going to make master so rich! Though he owned this boat right? He was probably already pretty rich.

"16." Said Cardinal. Oooh they were still going. I wondered how much time 16 million was worth. Was this going to be like for an evening? That seemed like a lot for the evening. Maybe it was the remainder of the cruise. It was supposed to be two weeks, right? Two weeks away from master? I bit my lip tightly. Of course, we were all on this boat, so it maybe wasn't exclusive use. Well, that would be fine, as much as I wanted masters glistening rubber cock, I was more than happy to spend time with anyone. I mean toys are meant to be shared right? And I wanted to be used sooo much.

"21." said an older looking man, Peter was his name before Nile raised his hand bidding twenty-one a half. I blinked a few times, I liked Nile, he had been nice to me. I wouldn't mind spending a bit of time with him. I licked my lips. Didn't he say I should fuck him first if he won? But he hadn't won, had he, Tom had won. I giggled slightly to myself. Bad luck! Though, I think from what master was saying, it had been rigged? So Nile had never really had a chance. Poor thing, perhaps master's cock could wait. Nile could go first.

There were no more bids and Cardinal gave a clap, "Sold to the gentleman in the tracksuit, congratulations on your new rubber fuckchu."

Fuckchu, I snorted, Master's so witty.

Master walked up and squeezed my head again, oh god, keep doing that please. I drooled a little. "all-right come on Tom." I gave a small nod, it seemed a silly name given my current form but eh, you don't get to choose your name. I stood up and followed the Houndoom a few steps to a table where his assistants were laying out a few large boxes and a couple of briefcases, "All right Nile, I know this isn't your first time but we did add a few new options to the brochure, do you want any customisations."

"Yeah." said Nile, "Collar, Design four, rib her tongue, Design three, and pierce her nipples, just studs are fine. Design eight."

Cardinal nodded and opened one of the briefcases. He pulled a thick strip of black shiny latex from the case. He gestured for me to get close. It had a big thick shiny metal hoop on it. Nice, it looked really kinky. I still didn't really understand what was happening but I pushed my head forward so Cardinal could wrap it around my neck. He positioned it so that the thick solid ring was sitting in front. He took a strange plastic wheel from the case and pressed it against the back of my neck. The latex band tightened until it merged into my skin. I blinked and tugged the ring feeling it tug the 'flesh' of my neck. The collar was still there kind of there extending slightly from my neck but there was no gap at all between it and my skin. It was part of me. Interesting.

He reached back into the case and pulled a weird plastic device looking a bit like a lint roller. "Open your mouth Tom" he said

" Pikaaaaaaaaah" I said, my mouth opened wide, my tongue lolling. He ran the roller up and down the surface of my tongue. It felt super weird and I went cross eyed trying to look down at what he was doing. When he pulled back and I retracted my tongue back into my mouth, I ran my dull plastic teeth across its surface to find it now had a cool ribbed texture.

Finally, he pulled a little pouch of metal balls from the case. "Hold your boobs up for me Tom" I pushed them up as requested. Wow they were kind of heavy. I definitely wasn't hollow; I could say that much. I wondered how much I weighed, was a lighter or heavier than a human?

He pressed a small ball to the side of one of my swollen nipples and the bar against the other side. Suddenly almost like there a magnet the bar snapped through the rubber connecting to the other side. You'd think it would hurt but I don't really know if I could feel pain any more. It did set my boobs bouncing violently and I released a lusty Pika. He pierced my other breast with a similar outcome.

He placed the empty bag back into the case and pulled a strange black wand-like device from within, "What do you want her name to be?" he asked.

I blinked, my name? I mean it was Tom. It wasn't the best name but I didn't mind what they called me. I'd answer to any name they wanted.

Nile gave a small smile, "Pikachu will do, she's just a basic starter, such common Pokémon don't need proper names."

I puffed my cheeks slightly. So, mean, I'm not some common Pokémon. I stuck my ridged tongue out at him as Cardinal bobbed me on the head and said "Pikachu"

A strange electric shock ran through me and I gasped, my legs wavering slightly. W...What was that? "Well how are we feeling Pikachu?" asked Cardinal.

" Pika." I replied instinctively. I blinked, its not like I wouldn't respond to Pikachu but that felt...weird...like it was my name, I know Nile asked for my name to be Pikachu but that wasn't my real name, that was that other thing, that boys name, it was...uhh...

I frowned. It really seemed like my name was Pikachu, how did that happen? It felt...weird. Strange as it sounded, this felt like more of a violation than anything else. I looked up at my master with a slightly pained look, " Pika, Pikachu, Pi!" I'd have answered to Pikachu! You didn't need to delete my name! What...was it?

"You'll get used to it." he said, squeezing my head causing my gloom to quickly fade again into open mouthed pleasure.

"Okay, last thing." he said speaking to Nile "What do you want her totem to be? I don't think you were here last time we did Pokémon but we are doing Pokeballs again."

"What types do you have?" asked Nile

"Just the Standard ones. Pokeball, Great, Ultra and Master. None of that net or timer shit."

"Pfft, you don't need a masterball to catch this common slut." laughed Nile, "A pokeball is more than enough for her."

Hey! He was being mean again. I mean some part of me really liked being called a common slut but like, couldn't he save the dirty talk for when we were getting a little bit more physically engaged?

Cardinal opened one of the other cases and pulled what looked like a rubber pokeball from it. He squeezed it lightly, holding down the small rubber button that would have been its release catch if it was real. He bopped me lightly on the head with it and then threw it across the room towards Nile.

I blinked, confused, and looked from the big Houndoom to Nile. How did my master get all the way over there? " P...Pika?"

"Go" said the Houndoom, making a shooing motion, "We still have two more sluts to sell."

I gave a small nod and giggled moving with a light jiggling jog over towards Nile. I threw my arms around him squashing my chest against him as he rubbed my head. "Good girl" he said and I giggled.

The Eevee was sold to that Peter guy. She went for 18 million. He opted to have Eevees nipples pierced with a pair of heavy rings and to my surprise, He opted for Eevee to be made into a herm. Cardinal took a large flared cock, pretty much an inhumanly large dildo. He melded it into her body just above her pussy, using the same round device he used to attach my collar. It reached up all the way into her boobs. What was the point of that thing! There was no way you could push that into anyone without breaking them.

She was renamed Vi and her master opted for an Ultraball.

Finally it was the Nidoqueen's turn. Bidding for her was fierce and it soon passed my own fee. I was a little jealous but I had to admit that she was a ridiculous creature with absurdly inhuman features. I mean we all were, but Nidoqueen had that hentai milf energy. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised when she sold for over 30 million.

She was bought by a young-looking woman dressed in a long silk dress. I hadn't spoken to her much but eh, she wasn't my owner, I didn't care. She opted to have a latex collar added, same as mine, but she also had similar straps added to her wrists, ankles and even in two separate place on her tail. It was making me kind of hot, so many permanent metal hoops embedded into her flesh. You could truss her up reaaaaaal good. I was a little jealous.

Talking of collars, Nile had taken a chain leash from a small bag and hooked in into the hoop on my neck. It looked real classy, Everyone knew whose pet I was now.

Nidoqueen was renamed to Cyan and Melody opted for a Masterball.

"And with that our Auction is complete!" everyone cheered and Nile scratched my ears while tugging lightly on my leash. "Now, a few rules for our new owners. One, its good to share. In two weeks when the cruise is done you can take your pet home and do whatever the fuck you want, but until then, you are expected to share and share alike."

He waited till everyone nodded and continued, "That brings us to Two. Don't change their owners too rapidly, throw those balls about too quickly and you'll deeply confuse them, and Three, despite me telling you to share, do keep track of who has your pets' ball. If you lose it, the fee to re-bind them is 25,000."

I cooed lightly as Niles finger played across my head and the room started to shift. It seemed like it was going back to the nightclub configuration from the previous night. Black suited assistants were already removing the couches and other paraphernalia from the room. A heavy beat was starting up and I felt myself respond, bouncing lightly in time to the music. I felt the floor starting to shift beneath me.

"Time to move Pikachu" said Nile, pulling on my leash, moving me further into back so we were completely on to the rising platform, He yanked me again slightly so that the lowering stripper pole would miss me.

He pulled my leash and caught my face giving me a deep, slobbery kiss right on my lips. My legs actually quivered and I pushed in against him. It felt incredible, " P...Pika" I moaned as he took hold hard of one of my nipple piercings and twisted.

"Well aren't you a needy little yellow slut." Grinned Nile tugging again hard. He pushed me down until I was sitting against the pole. He wrapped the chain of my leash around it until I could barely move my head and thrust a pair of fingers roughly into my rubber pussy.

I saw stars, " P...Piiii" my chest heaved and the weight of my boobs caused them to flatten out against me. Fuck this was the best. Why had I been unsure about doing this? That old me was lame? What was his name, Pikachu? No, wait, that was my new name, my old name was...ugh, I dunno. Maybe it was Pikachu as well.

"Are you ready Pikachu?" I tried to nod but my motions were constrained, he had wound that leash pretty tightly. He played his fingers over the surface of my breasts, pressing hard enough to illicit a loud squeak from my rubber surface and a loud " P...Piiika" from my throat.

I managed to tilt my head slightly to see that I had gathered a small group of onlookers. Wait was that Miss Green? She seems fascinated as she watched me. I gasped as my vision flashed white for a second, I felt so warm. I could feel liquid leaking from my mouth, from my pussy, oh god, even my ass. Did that just happen? Did I just lubricate automatically?

Miss Green crouched down next to me looking at my face. She reached a finger into my mouth and pulled at my cheek, " B...Bikkaah" I moaned as she tugged at my face

"Wow, this was Tom right?" she asked.

Tom? Was that my old name? I rolled it around my head for a second but it meant nothing, it must have been something else.

"Pretty wild, huh?" said Nile dropping his trousers and flopping his cock onto my groin. Holy shit, I wanted it so much, could there be anything better than master's cock? "Is this the first time you've seen the process?"

"Yeah, its crazy, how much of him is left in there?" she asked.

"More than you'd think." Nile replied slowly starting to slide his cock back and forth on top of my pussy, "You don't need to tweak that much of their mind as long as they don't resist but Cardinal tends to find those suited to it. He has a whole team whose job it is to find targets." He pulled back his cock and then thrust it hard directly into my passage. I Mewled loudly, my tongue lolling from my mouth. I tried to look down to see my master's meat as he began to slowly, rhythmically thrust, but my fat boobs got in the way, "Isn't that right Pikachu, you were always meant to be some common fuckpet. We were just correcting a cosmic mistake."

Oh god, I mean, was that true? Was my humanity a mistake? I gasped as he thrust again " Piiiiii" I cried as the pleasure coursed through me. Did it matter? Oh god, again please. " C...Chuuuu" I gasped as he started to speed up. Miss Green continued to play with my face which was way more pleasant than it had any right to be, especially when she started running her fingers up my ears. My involuntary Pika's were being modulated, sounding strange as she stretched my mouth.

Every time I thought Nile was about to cum, he slowed and my arousal heightened. My speech was starting to slur, limited as it was. Miss Green wasn't helping and whatever lubrication my mouth was producing was now all over my face and the top of my chest. " Piiiika, piiiiii" I pleaded. I needed this; I honestly couldn't believe I hadn't cum yet. Could I not come until he did?

My audience had grown a little, there were a couple more watching me. In fact, one of the guys, I think he was one of the assistants by his clothing was now actively groping my boobs. I glanced over at him as best I could, my tongue flopping from my mouth, "Holy shit, look at her tongue." he said, "it's like some high-end sex toy. I bet that feels amazing."

"That's," grunted Nial as he pulled back for one last heavy push, "Exactly what she is."

My vision sparkled as the neon lights distorted and merged across my vision. My back buckled as I came, pleasure rushing through me like a torrent, rapid wave after wave. I squealed, a loud Piii that I'm sure must have echoed throughout the room.

"Fuck, you bought yourself a loud one." I heard Miss Green say, "I'm so Fascinated, I kinda want one."

Nile was still thrusting. He was moving much more quickly now and with each thrust he sprayed inside me. I could feel it, my masters thick juices coating and filling my insides. I was panting, the Room still blurring and shifting. My eyes felt wet, could my body release lubricant there too? " Pika ," I moaned, " Pika." over and over as my body shuddered and my breath came in heavy, ragged gasps.

"Oh, I've no doubt Cardinal pays you well." said Nile, arousal heavy in his own voice. He pulled out, causing me to spasm once again, cum pouring lewdly from my pussy reflecting the reds and blues of the clubs neon lights, "But I doubt he pays you that well, maybe you should volunteer." he glanced at her sideways with a slight grin, "I'd take good care of you."

"Nuh-uh." she said shaking her hands splattering me with my own lubrication, "As fucking hot at this is, I have plans for life. I guess whatever plans this one had, are over." She wiped her hand on her side, "What is this stuff anyway, it's not saliva."

"It's a very dilute rubber mixture. What Cardinal said earlier about them not needing to eat isn't entirely true. You do need to feed them water or they will eventually dry up. Isn't that right my little toy?"

Wha...What? Ah, I was still too out of it, my body was still spasming periodically after that come down. I heard a loud cry of " E...Eeeveeeee" from somewhere else in the room and tried to jerk my head to look. My head actually stretched slightly; I suppose that made sense I was rubber, but the recoil smacked my head into the stripper pole. My head actually spun from the impact. I guess I couldn't feel pain but I could still be dazed.

"I think this one is my favourite." said Miss Green, "People seem to really like that fat blue thing, but you are just so cute aren't you, sooo cute." she squeezed my bright red cheeks.

Nile laughed and started to slowly unwrap the leash "You know, you might not be able to afford your own but you do seem rather taken with my toy. I do plan to rent her out, make back some of my investment."

"Really?" she asked "You thought about how much?"

"For this one, I recon people will pay five figures for a night, six for a week, though, for an employee of Cardinal, I recon we could work something out."

"Well ya." she said "I don't get paid that well."

He yanked me to my feet and I scrambled up, cum oozing from my pussy, hitting the ground with a series of loud splats, "I'd have thought you'd like the Eevee more." He said.

"What, just cause she has a cock? Did you see the size of that thing? It would fucking split me in two."

Nile laughed loudly, pushing me up against the pole and pressing hard against my stomach. I moaned as a flow of cum oozed from my pussy splattering against the floor. "Yeah, some people get off on seeing it bounce as they do them from behind or watching them masturbate, squeezing it between their own boobs. I'm not sure there are many humans who could take that thing."

"Though," said Nile with a grin, "You know who it wouldn't split in two?"

Miss Green glanced sideways at me "Someone whose pussy was literally made of rubber?"

"Exactly! Where is the Eevee? I heard her scream from somewhere over near the bar."

"Uhh." said Green, "Do you wanna, maybe put your tackle away first?"

Nile laughed and started to spin it like a windmill, "What, you don't think this is appropriate attire for the Pearl?"

Maybe it was because I was still high from master's ministrations but I swooned. What a charmer! No doubt he would have Miss Green in the palm of his hands! That might be kind of cool. I mean she seemed obsessed with my face but I wouldn't mind if she wanted to play with me more.

She rolled her eyes "I mean half the guys here have their junk out but still, you'll trip over your trousers"

He gave a small grin, redressing and gave my leash a yank, "Let's go Pikachu, we have an Eevee to find."

"You know" said Miss Green as I started to walk "I've been looking at her all this time from the front, I didn't actually realise how fat her ass is. Its wet too. I shivered as she sank her hands into my backside and started squeeze. She lifted the cheeks and pulled them apart. "Fuck, not just wet, she's soaked."

"Yeah, if you play with any of their holes, they all start lubricating, its just how they work." Said Nile

Green seemed to consider that, "I don't know if I like that, seems kind of impractical."

Nile shrugged, "Hey if you ever get your own complain to the designers."

He pulled me along by my leash but I kept getting distracted and I stumbled when he yanked, reminding me to move. I mean it wasn't my fault. This place was so colourful and the light was playing across my shiny skin in a way that was just fascinating. Oh, and some guy was getting smothered by a Nidoqueens boobs over there, like really smothered. I wasn't sure he would be able to breathe. Holy shit, she was sooo squishy, was I squishy enough to do that? I mean my boobs were almost as big as the Nidos, though, oof, I couldn't compare with that ass.

" Urk ," I said as Nile yanked my leash.

"You can play with the Nidoqueen later," he said, "You've got a fuck date with an Eevee first."

My stomach fluttered as I spotted the Eevee, or at least, I felt a similar sensation, I don't know if I actually have a stomach. She was lying on top of a small table, some heavy-set guy, Peter I think, roughly fucking her throat while Cardinal, that sculptured rubber Houndoom was firing that heavy rubber cock into her pussy. Vi looked like she was in heaven, her own massive cock bouncing, violently slapping into Cardinals face as he pumped into her. The thing was ridiculous, way bigger than the Houndooms, it was easily large enough that Eevee could wrap her own boobs around it.

I found the sounds genuinely fascinating. The sound of the Houndoom's rubber cock squeaking in and out of the Eevees equally synthetic pussy, while Peter was firing his genuine flesh cock down her throat. Eevee couldn't really speak properly, her mouth occupied as it was. She was still managing a handful of squeaks, the hint of an, " Eevee ," occasionally making its way past Cardinals dick.

I started shifting, rubbing my hips together as I felt a rising heat. What a squeaky mess that Eevee was, I wanted to be a squeaky mess.

Soon enough Peter started spurting violently into the Eevees throat and she started to thrust her own groin as if she was cumming violently, Cardinals tongue was lolling as the big Houndoom seemed to climax, though, neither the Houndoom nor the Eevee seemed to actually ejaculate.

"Can that thing actually cum?" asked Nile, though Cardinal seemed to be too lost in pleasure to answer. Peter was still ejaculating violently into the Eevees throat, cum splattering back across his groin. He withdrew with a gasp, two more sprays splattering her face and boobs.

Mouth freed, the Eevee immediately began to moan lewdly, her body still shaking, " Eeeeveeee...Eeeeeveeeeee." I licked my lips as I watched her slam her hips into the air. It seemed like that massive cock should be spraying like a fountain but maybe it was just a big Dildo after all.

Cardinal pulled back a bit, the head of his cock still within the rubber Pokémon. He was trying to speak but Eevees violent hip thrusts were clearly still stimulating him. He managed to pull out completely with a wet squeak, his massive rubber cock glistening with Eevees lubricants.

"S...Sort of," gasped Cardinal trying to calm himself down, "We haven't worked out a way to make them cum normally. He panted, trying to slow his breathing," Their bodies can't make enough of the lubricant to simulate cum, especially for a cock like that but they can store what's been pumped into them" his latex face grinned slightly though he was still breathing heavily. He ran his hand gently over the Eeevees slightly swollen Belly who was still shuddering from constant aftershocks, "For example, this one is full of your spunk. Like four loads, right? The techs smart enough to not spray if the cocks not in use but next time Vi here cums while her cocks being stimulated, she's going to cum like a firehose. Four loads at once."

"Is that so," grinned Nile, "I think I've got the perfect Pikachu cumdump for you to dispose of that cum in."

My eyes widened slightly, that sounded incredible. That cock was already pretty intimidating but it was apparently primed with four loads of cum? fuck I was drooling hard.

"Question," said Nile "What happens if I give her pokeball to another one of the fuck toys?"

"Well." Said Cardinal," She would see the other toy as her master, it works pretty much as you'd expect."

"That sounds interesting." he grinned, fishing the squeaky rubber pokeball from his pocket and tossing it into the air. I watched with some curiosity as the Eevee who had managed to sit up at this point caught it, a slight expression of surprise interrupting her lustful face.

I had been licking my lips staring at that impossible rubber shaft and its many possibilities, but all of a sudden it was hard to look at anything else. I found myself walking forward and placing my hands carefully against its surface. I felt my leash fall against my plump rear; Nile must have let it go. The cock was too thick for me to wrap my hand around, I mean my paws were kinda stubby so maybe that was why, but this thing was thick, like, inhumanly thick.

Eevee moaned as my fingers rubbed against her huge member. She looked at me and then to the pokeball in her hand. She seemed confused as she squeezed it. Cum was still dripping from her slightly parted lips as she tried to get her bearings, something I did not intend to let her do.

I giggled, that was just like my mistress. Fucked silly and ready to go just like that and this cock, phew! It had to be the finest in the whole world! I mean her endless stamina was to be expected, after all, she was a rubber fucktoy just like me, though there was no question of her superiority.

I licked my tongue slowly and deliberately up her massive shlong, the ridged surface causing my tongue to jump about as I dragged it, the ridged surface catching on the lumps and fake veins that ran up its impossible surface. It was so weird that this was the first-time I'd played with my mistress, Ah, well. It wouldn't take me long to prove myself to her.

"Wow it didn't take much did it?" said Nile, "no one even said anything, she just started licking on her own."

"She's one slutty Pikachu that's for sure." said the Houndoom "As I said, our personality profiles suggested she might be a bit of trouble. We dosed her hard."

I wasn't really paying much attention to them; I was just running my tongue slowly up that shaft. I'd sort of heard them talk about how it worked, I wonder if this would be enough to make it cum. Sure enough, as my tongue reached the top and my face came into view, lusty half lidded expression on my face and a little casual, " Pika" she sprayed a little spurt of pre, a half cup of goop that splattered across my face. I ran my tongue across my muzzle, the ridged surface surprisingly good at collecting it into my mouth.

"Well this is cute and all but it seems like it's the wrong way around" Cardinal said with a wide grin, "The Eevee's meant to be in charge but it seems like the Pikachu has her wrapped around her little finger."

"No." said Nile with a grin, "She has her tongue wrapped around her enormous cock."

I nuzzled at the flared surface of her rubber dick with my painted nose savouring the salty scent of her cum...or wait, was it that other guys cum? Who cared!

"Fuck that's so hot, so that's my cum she's recumming all over that Pikachu?" asked Peter

"Yeah, pretty much." said the Houndoom, "mixed with some of her natural lube"

"Recumming?" asked Nile with amusement "I think you just invented a new word."

"Well it wasn't needed before now" he said, "Though, if that dicks filled with my cum. I won't have her sitting back like that. Hey Vi, you moron, that pokeball means that Pikachu's your toy, least for now. Take charge of the little slut."

Eevee looked down at her hand squeezing the ball while pushing herself forward. Her dick lowered as she sat up till it hung just below my muzzle. She licked her lips and placed the ball upon the table, reaching her hand towards me and gesturing with her fingers. I followed her eyeline until I reached the handle of my leash.

I took hold of it gingerly and offered it up to my mistress who took it from my hands roughly. She rubbed my head gently causing my tongue to loll before pushing back onto her knees and standing, tugging at my leash. She was insistent that I join her on the table.

Climbing up with my, uhh, physique wasn't the easiest, but with a hard tug from Vi and Nile and Cardinal pushing at my plump ass I flopped boobs first onto the surface.

"How much weight can these things take?" asked Nile.

"They are technically modular components constructed from room units. A lot more than you would think." replied Cardinal, "they aren't always tables."

She flipped me onto my back. Well I say flipped, my tubby form was pretty heavy, a little slippery and Vi too was made of rubber. After a while Peter helped her and I soon found myself looking up at her, head tilted, using my elbows to raise my torso.

Vi tugged tightly on my leash while she aimed that dick at my gaping pussy. I couldn't help but giggle, it was so long she was having trouble aiming it. It kept wobbling and jiggling but Peter took hold of the end and rested it just below my snatch.

My only warning was a momentary grin and the squeak or her shifting leg against the table. She thrust hard, causing me to throw my head back and squeal. My vision immediately blurred and my tongue fell from my mouth. I wasn't sure quite how deep the Eevee had plunged but it felt like my body was on fire and there was a pressure against my stomach. Lubricant was oozing from my mouth and my eyes were swimming but I was able to look up just long enough to see my stomach distended, the outline of that massive shaft quite clearly visible beneath my rubber skin.

Our eyes met for a second and I swear hers sparkled as she began to withdraw slowly, I groaned with each tiny movement, explosions of white dots filling my vision.

Suddenly she backed out a full foot or so, it felt like I was being turned inside out. She pivoted on her toes and thrust violently. Again, my vision exploded, the world distorting into a kaleidoscope of colour as my head lolled back again. Wait when had Cardinal got behind me

All I got out was a questioning " Pika?" before Cardinals own cock, small only in comparison to Eevee, took advantage of my slack jaw and pushed deep down into my throat. He began to piston slowly until his rubber balls were slapping violently again my face. His long Cock penetrated deep into my throat, immobilising my head.

I groaned, impaled from both ends, jerking violently from each movement. It almost felt like I'd lost total control of my body, instead, marionetted from either side by the movement of my fellow Pokémon.

The pleasure was like nothing else. It felt like my whole body was melting. waves of pleasure flooded me like ripples in a pond. Rushing, flowing out and crashing into each other somewhere in the middle. I relaxed my face and gave up paying attention to what I could see. The myriad of lights and sparks of energy that exploded across my sight made it hard to pay attention, besides, I could mostly only see the Houndoom's balls slapping against my face even when I could force them to work.

I don't think this had been going on for long when I felt someone's hand push hard against my stomach, then a leg. Soon a whole body was straddling my belly as my body jerked. "This wasn't quite what I had in mind," I heard Niles voice, "But I've been wanting to fuck these tits ever since I saw her come out."

I felt something long and hard push between my big yellow boobs. I took hold of them, pushing them together, trying to wring what I could from the new cock. It probably wasn't necessary in truth. My whole body was shaking so violently, the vibrations alone should have been enough to make him cum.

I tried to keep it together but it was just too difficult. I kept trying to mash my boobs together but they were so big and jiggly, they kept falling out my pudgy hands. I felt at least two other sets of hands press against my sides, running up my latex surface and there were gentle fingers trying to hold onto the end of my tail, though, with the violent way I was moving that gentle touch was anything but. Still, I was made of rubber, fuck, I was probably near indestructible.

How long did this go on for? I don't know, there were moments where I forgot where I was, who I was. What I do know is Nile came first splattering cum all over my neck and tits. I felt him almost roll off me with a tired grunt. Fuck, it must have been like riding a bucking bronco made of jelly.

Cardinal came second, though, much like he had suggested earlier, there was no cum. It was actually a little disappointing. Still, I could feel him climax, his cock vibrating and shuddering with violent ecstasy within my throat. I mewled, reaching up and pressing my hand against my cum splattered neck. I could actually feel him withdraw. My fingers sensing each fake vein as it moved through my distorted throat.

I gasped as if I'd been suffocating. I kind of had been, I'd not been able to breathe for some time. Of course, I didn't actually need to breathe, but my body reacted as appropriate. My vision refocused as I saw that big black mass pull away from me, long sticky strings of lubricant making arches from my mouth to his dick.

Eevee Grunted again and with my mouth freed I released a long lusty, " Pikaaaaaaaaa." From the sounds she was making, she wasn't far away either and in fact, with just one thrust more, she cried out loud enough to cause several watchers to cover their ears.

Splurt. Her plastic cock sprayed its borrowed load into me and a white hot heat exploded throughout me. Splurt. Another explosion of ecstasy and I mewled wordlessly eyes rolling up into my head. Splurt.

The next one hit me like a hammer, energy rushing through me, causing the world to darken and my ears to ring. Splurt , again and again she filled me and I moaned lustily on the table vaguely aware of the Houndoom looking down at my shameful face. Splurt, and for a moment, I think I passed out.

My head was spinning and pleasure flowed through me, flooding, moving, aftershocks still causing me to buckle my back and curl my toes. I forced my head up to see The Eevee pulling out. She wasn't able to do it all in one go, extracting herself a handful of inches at a time. Her shiny crotch was coated in white as was much of the table below it.

I could feel the cum slowly oozing from me, in fact, there was a significant swell to my stomach. I know they said this was four of that guys loads, but still, this was ridiculous. Why did I look so much more swollen than the Eevee had, wasn't she storing this within her, maybe some of it had been in her swollen balls.

I shuddered, letting my head thump back against the table as she finally pulled all the way out with a final tug. She gave a loud cry of, " Eevee!" and actually fell from the table. There was a rubber boing. She actually bounced.

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"I thought they weren't meant to get tired." said a voice, Peter's, I think.

"Physically they don't." said the Houndoom, still panting, his own voice still a little tight, "But mentally, I mean fuck, I don't know many people who would be still conscious after that."

"Well she isn't a people exactly," said Nile with a grin, "shouldn't you check on your Eevee?"

Peter looked over, "She's fine, though she looks pretty out of it, I guess cumming a quadruple load had an impact." He walked towards where she had fallen, glancing down at my pussy as he passed, "Well fuck, that's me filled two of these sluts with my cum, Better go find the Nido."

The Houndoom gave a quick laugh before giving a sly look towards Nile "Talking of cum, wanna see something cool?"

I felt like my consciousness was slowly coming back together. He was right, I was mentally exhausted, and I felt heavy and sluggish, especially filled with all this cum. I should probably go check if my mistress was okay, but she was made of rubber too. She'd be fine. I was just going to stay here, stay and wait for my brain to jigsaw back together.

The Houndoom had disappeared for a moment coming back with another one of those cases of his. He Pulled a thick dildo and moved down towards my groin. Fuck, I know I'm a toy but are you trying to give me a pleasure lobotomy? I need a bit of time to recover! I even said so " Pika Pika!"

He ignored my complaint and plunged it deep into my pussy, twisting it into place causing me to buckle again. I waited, expecting him to start moving it in and out but he didn't. He just left it there trapping all Vi's...or Peters, cum inside.

"Don't you think she could use a moment?" asked Nile

"Probably." said the Houndoom, "But let her rest after this."

I tried to see what he was doing. He placed his hands against my swollen stomach caressing it, it felt kind of nice, " Kaaaa." keep doing that, that's okay.

Suddenly he pressed hard against my stomach and there was a loud gurgle and a rush. My eyes went wide as cum suddenly exploded from my mouth spraying the floor behind the table. My head lolled back, my mouth wide as he pressed again. A second spray of gunge erupting from my lips. I gasped, moaning, trying to swallow down the torrent that was being forced up my throat and out my lips, but I gave up, and slumped against the table. My mouth was full of cum, rivulets running down the grooves of my tongue and onto the group. Fuck. I spurted heavily like an erupting cock every time Cardinal pressed my belly.

"It goes all the way through?" said Nile in shock. I wondered if he was annoyed that he just got splattered with Peters cum. I just observed at this point, I didn't really have the energy to move. I guess that made me like a real fuck doll, well, at least for a little while.

"It goes all the way through," said Cardinal with a grin, "There's valves, it's going to come out the hole you put it in for the most part, unless you plug one."

Nile looked down at me with a considering look. I moved my eyes slightly, nothing else, "She's a fucking mess. Looks like she should be covered in used condoms in an alley somewhere."

"What alleys are you going into that have fucking Pikachus with Boobs larger than their heads?" asked Cardinal.

"You know what I mean, I feel like we should get a pen and start marking how often her holes are filled" he said.

"She's wipe clean." grinned Cardinal, "Do whatever the fuck you want with her."

He rubbed my head gently, playing his fingers across my ears, "Oh I will, trust me."

Thankfully, at this point, they did let me rest, for a while at least. I lay there for at least twenty minutes before pushing up and clambering off the table. I pulled at the Dildo Cardinal had left still plugging me. My pudgy fingers made it kind of hard. Not only was I made of rubber, everything was covered in cum and lubricant. Eventually I got it out and I let it fall with a wet splat to the floor. There was cum everywhere. We had made a real mess.

Everyone was at the other side of the room. I could hear them playing with the Eevee and the Nidoqueen. From the cries I could hear, I suspected, Cyan was it? Was being introduced to Eevees massive shlong.

"Hey Pikachu," came a soft female voice before long fingers played against my head. It was Miss Green. I guess not everyone was at the other side of the room.

I turned and gave a small smile. I should probably seek my mistress but it sounded like she was already having fun and I liked Miss Green. I was back on my feet but that didn't mean I wanted to be violently fucked again, well not immediately anyway.

"Are you okay?"

I paused and considered the question. I could use a little more time but yeah, I was okay, I mean, it didn't really matter, I was a toy and if someone wanted to play with me so be it.

I nodded " Pika!"

"I'm glad," she said with a smile and booped my nose with her finger.

"Pikachu," came Niles voice from behind me. I turned to see him and the room swayed slightly, my vision blurring just for a moment. He had my ball.

" Pika?" I called at my master. I could use a little longer, but hey, if master needed me now, I was just a toy, he could use me whenever he wanted.

"Come here, Cardinals got this rubber 3d-printer thing. We're going to print that dumb luchador mask. Get some pictures."

I giggled, that sounded like fun and exactly what I needed to wind down! What a good master. I started to bound towards him with a smile, glancing back to Miss Green and gesturing her to follow.

Nile just grinned at me petting my head "Good Girl."