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Yawning, Haru went into the small employees' room to pick up his things from his locker. He barely had the energy to take off the green apron with the shop's logo on it. All the fox wanted was to clock out and leave for the rest of the weekend. His long ears were flattened over his head, and the golden hair in between was a mess after he took the hair net, just like always.

His friend Simon was there eating a sandwich. The silver cat took a defensive posture when he saw him approaching, already used to the shy fox and those puppy eyes he used to convince him to get a bite from his food. But seeing the orange fox walk like a dead man forced him to reconsider.

"These extra hours are gonna kill you," Simon said.

"Yeah, well, not having something to eat is gonna kill me too," Haru replied, opening his locker. He usually took a moment to fix his hair before leaving, but that day he couldn't even look at himself in the small mirror he had inside. Instead, he just took his small messenger bag out and started to shove the rest of his things in.

Simon took a quick look at his sandwich, then back at Haru.

"I can lend you some money if you need it."

Haru chuckled and gave Simon an intense glare from the side of his eye. "You're willing to pay me just so I leave your sandwich alone?"

"... it's a good offer."

Haru then rolled his eyes and closed the locker.

"I'm fine. This was the last day, anyway. Munch said I did a great job and that he would throw a bonus on my next check and that I could take the Sunday off. I don't know if he's planning to fire me or just happy to have an exploitable employee, but I'm ok with it."

"I bet for the latter," Simon then gave a bite at his sandwich and made the mistake of making eye contact with Haru. And those damn blue puppy eyes had an instant effect. Grunting, the cat surrendered what was left of his food, which was happily eaten by Haru.

"Mmm... I love you.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck off. I better get ready to deal with the rest of the afternoon Karens."

"See you on Monday."

And with that, Haru left through the backdoor of the cafeteria.

The fox didn't like to use the bus at that hour. Too crowded. He wasn't comfortable pushing people around to get down. Luckily, his building wasn't too far from there, and the extra exercise had been doing wonders for his legs. Added to that, walking out of work immediately increased his mood and recovered some energy. It worked like magic.

So Haru began his short walk back home. Less than half an hour separated him from getting rid of those sweaty clothes and laying naked on his bed, eager to have some fun with one of his toys before taking a bath.

That idea put a smile on his face. Maybe he could call a friend through Discord and let him play with his vibrator, see how much he could endure. Fuck he was so horny. Those past two weeks working overtime were the help his back account needed, but it definitely fucked up his libido. He was too tired to even jerk off. Damn, two weeks without cumming. What a mess that would cause at the end. Cum all over him and the desk. And that strong musk. By the time he crossed the first street, he had a massive boner already. Good thing he didn't take off his apron.

Being hard in public wasn't ideal--even if no one was looking at him. He couldn't stand the thought of being watched and mocked for it. Shrugging, he went over all the possible thoughts that would kill his libido--or at least stop it momentarily. "Crazy customers. Old grandmas. Math... no, wait, Mr. Connors was fucking hot. Shit, I still remember the perfume he--Chemistry! Yes. He was awful". He went on and on, and it started to work. That was until he decided to check on his cell phone.

Haru froze in place when he read the notification. His package had arrived an hour ago. He had been waiting for over a month and it was already there. And that alone was enough for his erection to come back to life--and stronger than ever. People passing by tried to ignore the creepy smile on his face. But the fox didn't care. The only thing in his mind was that beautiful package waiting for him at home.

He didn't run. While the notification injected some energy into his system, he chose to save it for later and walked normally, but with his heart racing with each step taken. He could just think of the beautiful package waiting for him at home. It was a huge investment--and the main reason why he was doing overtime--, but it would be worth every penny.

Fifteen minutes later he was entering his building and running the rest of the way to the third floor. Sweaty and with his throat dry, but excited for what was coming. He spent most of the way thinking of all the things they would do that weekend, and how fortunate he was to have a day off. And when he reached his floor, he found it there, a big box waiting at the end of the hallway and next to his door.

He was in disbelief at first. Haru was afraid that his package was nothing but an illusion, a cruel joke of destiny. But as he approached, he saw the box was still there, waiting for him and him only. The 3x3x3 brown package was real. And then he reached it and felt the stiff surface of the box. And he knew it was real. He was sure a couple of neighbors heard his joyful scream, so he entered his apartment with the package before anyone else could look outside to see what happened.

"It's here, it's here, it's here. Oh my god, I can't believe it's finally here!" Haru spoke to himself as he carried the box to his room, losing his backpack and clothes on the way.

When he walked into his room, he was fully naked and showing off his throbbing erection. Haru hugged the box one last time before putting it over his bed. With nothing on him, the real beauty of the fox came to shine. His tall and slender figure moved with grace, moves usually hindered by the baggy clothes he liked to wear. The white belly made an excellent combination with the shiny orange tone of the rest of his body. His tail was fluffy like a small cloud during a sunset. It was a beauty usually hidden by his shyness and only shared with a very selective group of people, who visited his room only when the fox needed more than a piece of silicone to satiate his needs.

The hunger was strong in Haru. A small collection of dildos of different sizes and other sexual paraphernalia were behind the doors of his wardrobe. His single bed had been the place where either he alone or with company had satiated that lust. In the drawer of his nightstand he stored a large bottle of lubricant and condoms of all sizes--which he rarely used. Most people were fooled by the geek decoration, with posters of Marvel movies on the wall and collectible figures on the desk, and a bookcase full of comics and other items, but the bedroom was a small sex dungeon for a fox who had too much libido for his own good.

Of course, he preferred to play alone. That's why he had other special toys under his bed, and the package was the new addition to that collection.

He found it a midnight while watching porn. Haru usually ignored ads, but that toy in particular caught his attention immediately. "Spyro the Dragon" was one of his favorite franchises, and Cynder was among his favorite characters. His curiosity turned into excitement when he clicked the ad and the image of a more mature Cynder popped on the new screen. An inflatable toy made by Drac.Tech, a new company specialized in advanced toys for all needs. Haru knew the price was... high, especially for him. But that didn't stop him from purchasing it. And now it was there.

Using his claws to open the box, he found another one, white and slightly smaller. The name and logo were printed on the side: Drac.Tech, with a smiling dragon wearing glasses. Haru opened the second box and it was hit by a strong scent of rubber that left him dizzy momentarily. His already hard cock throbbed and started dripping pre in response to the smell. It was his favorite.

When the effect faded, Haru looked down and found the deflated purple vinyl inside. His hands trembled. He couldn't deal with his own excitement. Inflatable toys always had that effect on him. The texture. The smell. That sound they made. It acted like a drug for him. Haru wouldn't dare to admit that he got more pleasure out of an inflatable toy than any other male with whom he had fucked in his life. So his nerves were more than justified in that case. Still, he found the courage to take the toy out of the box and put it on his bed. The touch of cold rubber made him bite his lower lip.

The manual was under the toy and waiting to be read. It was considerably big for such a simple toy, as Haru wondered after taking it out. "Use and Care of your new Inflatable Suit" said on the cover. The fox leaned his head. Inflatable suit? What a weird way to name it. He leafed through it but ended up throwing the manual away. It was too much text for something he already knew.

With that out of the way, he decided to jump to the fun part and spread the toy on the floor to inflate it. The purple tone and some features from the face already resembled Cynder. Not only that, but the smell became stronger, and that did nothing but increase his excitement. He was already thinking about what to do first when it came to his mind, after seeing the actual size of the toy, Haru thought about how he would inflate him. It was big enough for him to lay down and left his legs hanging, perfect for a day at the pool, but not kind enough to his lungs.

But after pondering his options for a moment, he heard a beep, followed by a hissing sound, and the toy started to inflate on its own by magic. The fox yipped and looked from where the sound was coming.

"They weren't lying about making advance toys," Haru said while scratching his head.

He assumed it had a small device integrated but he couldn't find it anywhere. Of course, it didn't matter. He had something more important to admire, and that was Cynder taking shape right before his eyes. The purple dragon became bigger and bigger, and he started to see more details of the toys: the long gray horns, the big green eyes, and that charming smile. It was perfect. And the smell was so much better now.

It took the toys two minutes to fully inflate. The hiss stopped, and the inflatable Cynder finally came to life. The toy was lying on his fours. Its head was turning to the left, giving the impression that it was looking at Haru. The fox was a trembling mess. His cock continued leaking pre. He wanted to try the toy but he couldn't decide where to begin with. His shaky hands hovered over the surface, and that alone was enough for him to yip. It was his biggest toy so far, and it was worth every penny.

He patted its head at first, then moved down its nape and back. He never touched a rubber toy so smooth! For a moment he thought the surface had been covered in some type of oil or lubricant, but that was how slick it was. He found it hard to believe, so he continued exploring the toy with his fingers. Then his hands. And when that wasn't enough, his entire face was moving all over the surface, feeling it and breathing deep that strong and delicious scent coming from it.

He went on for around five minutes. A soft touch didn't make a sound, but if he ran his fingers strong enough... oh, that's when it squeaked. Haru huffed at first but then moaned along with the squeak. He couldn't explain why something so simple could provoke him so much happiness. And the smell. And that texture. The pleasure brought by a rubber toy was indescribable for him, an experience beyond his understanding. He found a familiarity with the rubber rarely found when touching a real male. That's why his wardrobe was full of rubber suits. That's why he had so many other rubber toys to play with.

He found funny--and also out of place--the shape Cynder's tail had. He got so distracted touching it that he didn't notice the bulge and the sharp end it had. He would recognize a dildo anywhere. And that was one. The idea of trying it crossed his mind. Being fucked by someone else's tail sound super hot--he saw videos of it, but never found someone with a tail hard enough to try. However, the addition of something so peculiar caught his attention, especially for something that wasn't presented as a sex toy. Haru started to check the rest, moving his hands down to where the intimates part were supposed to be. And much to his surprise, there was something down there.

Haru found a "fold" in the crotch area. He had some straight encounters in his youth before committing completely to homosexuality, so he recognized the shape. His finger instinctively pressed the fold, and Haru was surprised not by how easy it went in, but at how wet and warm the toy was. He swallowed in disbelief. An anatomically correct rubber toy wasn't extravagant to him. A wet one, however, that was new. And weird. But now with two fingers inside, Haru had no other choice but to recognize the toy had a vagina.

His surprise didn't last for long. When he pulled out his fingers, he saw them covered in a thick purple liquid. The consistency was similar to lubricant. The smell was different than the one produced by the toy. The moment he smelled his fingers, it felt like a shockwave running from his head to the tip of his cock. Any doubt he had at that moment faded and the only thing he wanted was to feel it deeper.

Haru placed the toy on its back over the bed. He was at the perfect angle to fuck it. Both parts were already wet. And Cynder was looking directly at him, waiting. He wasn't thinking. The fox laid over the squeaky toy at first, then rubbed his cock softly against its belly. His cock twitched even more, called by the tight and warm hole the toy had for him. It acted like a magnet, and Haru couldn't stop his hips from moving downwards. And more... and more... until he rubbed it against the fold and pushed it in.

What he felt from the moment the tip went in couldn't be described with words. He was already moaning and squirming even before half of his cock made it in. The pleasure crushed what was left of his reasoning and he turned into a lust-driven beast. With saliva already coming out of his open maw, he shoved in the rest of his cock and started humping with absolute disregard for the toy's integrity. The way it squeezed and sucked his cock in. The squeaky sounds made with each thrust. That beautiful green eye fixated on him. It was a dream come true.

Haru was mostly a bottom. He preferred taking cock, not giving it. But when he noticed how wet the toy was from the inside, a horny beast woke up. Each thrust was accompanied not only by the squeaky sound of the rubber but the splashing from all the juices coming out of the toy's fold. It was driving him mad with pleasure. He wanted to cum and also to continue. Fuck, he could stay inside all night and continue during the morning. Haru had the feeling that the hole would remain wet no matter how much time it passed.

But he was too horny to have some self-control. And his cock was too sensitive due to his lack of experience as a top. After 5 minutes of ravaging Cynder's hole, the drooling fox gave one last thrust and emptied his balls inside the rubber toy, having the strongest and loudest orgasm of his life. His legs went rigid and he tried to push his cock even deeper--knot included! He shot several times, a load enough to ruin that hole and made an excellent creampie. And then, he fell exhausted over it. With a long sigh, he stayed over it to enjoy the bliss that came after an orgasm.

When the bliss ended, Haru gathered all of what was left of his energy to leave the bed and go for something to drink. His libido wanted a round two, but his body wasn't in the best shape for it yet. It didn't occur to him to question why nothing came out of the toy when he pulled out his cock, even after the massive load he had shot on it. The fold, while still wet in that purple slime, was completely clean of cum--and so was his cock. But of course, that wasn't an issue for him. All he wanted at that moment was a glass of water.

But when he came back, decided to start again, he found the toy laying on its belly and looking at the wall. The impossibility of such action killed most of his libido, but what the toy had on its back made things even weirder. A zipper. Cynder had a plastic zipper going from the nape to the end of the lower back. And he knew that thing wasn't there when he unpacked the toy.

He didn't know how to feel about it. Haru approached with caution. He wasn't spooked by the mysterious change of position but confused at an element that just came out of nowhere. It didn't make any sense. That should have been the cue for him to dress and leave the apartment and never come back. Instead, the curiosity about what was under the zipper grew stronger and made him pull the zipper down.

Just like when he took the toy out of the box, the strong scent of rubber hit his nose like a truck and erased any doubt or fear he had drowned in the delicious smell. Haru looked down and was surprised to find the toy had a space on the inside--big enough for someone to get inside. The inner walls were full of air and the openings on arms and legs looked tight, but it could perfectly hold a person inside of it, as long as it assumed the same position.

"Come inside me. Come. Come."

The thought crossed his mind briefly, and Haru decide to get inside the toy. He put it on the toy and looked again. The insides were covered in the same sticky substance that came out of the fold on its crotch. It would cover it completely if he entered the suit.

For a moment, he wondered if that was a good idea. The change of position, the zipper, that space in the middle. All of that combined should have been enough for him to wonder if the toy was normal. But with his lust increased with the smell of rubber coming from the toy, the fox ignored the warning and put one paw inside.

Rather than being disgusted, the feeling of the slime against his skin sent a shiver down his spine. His right paw went into the respective hole, and he found it pleasant how the toy squeezed it as he shoved it in. Tight, yes, but not enough to hurt him. He found it more comfortable than the rubber suits he had. With half of his leg in, Haru moved to the next one and found the same pleasure as it went it. As soon as he was standing inside the suit, he leaned forward to kneel and push the rest of both legs inside. Much to his surprise, he discovered there was enough room to get them all in--or more precisely, the toy adjusted its shape for him.

He noticed a small hole at the same height as the outside fold on the crotch. His half-erect cock went completely rigid when he realized he had to put it inside.

"What kind of toy is this one?" He asked with what was left of his reasoning.

Yet, he leaned down to get his arms in until he was completely on his fours inside the toy, with his cock waiting. Haru didn't even need to line it up. That mysterious force put his cock on the right path for him to shove it in. And the pleasure came immediately as soon as he felt the tight and warm walls firmly squeezing his shaft as a good hole would do.

It was a perfect fit. Not just his cock, but his entire body was in perfect sync with the toy. A tight and perfect grip. Not too strong to hurt him, not too loose for him to move. It was the right shape. And Haru couldn't describe the ecstasy he was living. Every other sexual experience felt like a joke when compared to the intimacy he shared with a piece of rubber. He never felt more comfortable, safer, more... happy. That Cynder toy had been made for him.

But something was missing. Cynder wanted him to fully commit. The rubber head leaned forward and Haru noticed a new opening in the middle of the neck. He didn't think it twice and pushed his head in. For a moment he thought he was putting on a balaclava, until he opened his eyes and found himself looking through Cynder's perspective. And with his face fitting perfectly, he was one with the toy.

The pleasure he felt. The happiness he experienced. He couldn't believe something like that was possible, yet there he was: laying inside a rubber toy that was giving him the most pleasurable experience of his life. Just being inside was enough for him. He was enchanted that he didn't notice when the zipper started to move upwards, trapping him inside the suit. He was too focused to notice it, and when the grip became harder, he simply lost it. His hips moved alone as he started to hump the wet hole in which his cock was. And the tightness along with the squeaky noises--now louder than before--turned into overstimulation that was pushing him off the cliff that was his sanity.

Suddenly, a female voice spoke right to his ears. "Welcome home. I see you made yourself comfortable."

He was about to question where the voice had come from, but the toy immediately started to vibrate, and the resulting massage sent Haru back to that comfortable and exciting bubble, but just briefly. The amount of oddities had exceeded a limit, and Haru finally questioned the nature of that toy. But when he tried to get out, he finally discovered he was trapped. His bubble popped, and a panicked fox started a struggle to get out of the rubber prison. The toy jumped from side to side. He tried to tear a hole with his claws, but the rubber proved to be stronger. He couldn't even get his limbs out of their respective holes. Haru was trapped.

He got tired quickly. With nothing else to inspire him, the effort at work finally took its toll. And right when he stopped, the toy made its move and released a potent aphrodisiac inside the suit. Haru held his breath, aware that the gas was dangerous. Was that what he had been smelling since he took the toy out of the box? He felt like an idiot for not noticing it before, and now it was too late for that.

Haru yipped when he felt something pushing against his ass. A dildo had come out from god knows where and it was trying to make its way into the fox's hole. It was already lubed, and the aphrodisiac Haru inhaled had relaxed his muscles already, leaving his ass ready for the fat toy. Haru ground his fangs and tried to take it the best he could. Inch after inch invaded his hole, and it didn't seem to end. And then, his cock was sucked all the way into the hole, until the knot went in. The inner walls closed around his shaft and started to squeeze and rub, getting him incredibly closer to cumming again.

The pleasure all of that provoked was simply too much for the fox. He tried to resist, but it became impossible. With the stimulation on both sides and the massage on the rest of his body--Haru was about to collapse.

But there was one thing that kept him awake. The gas. The aphrodisiac that he was constantly inhaling. The sweet and delicious scent provided by the suit. It filled not only his lungs but his mind. He relaxed more and more and noticed all his worries and fear fading into a purple ocean of joy. And the little, meaningless details of life faded too. Debts. Bills. Work. Home. Friends. Family.

Name.

It all drowned in the purple ocean of pleasure.

"Yes. Forget about everything. Just relax and enjoy yourself. This is your home now. You will be safe here. All you gotta do is give me your seed."

The female voice ordered to the fox. And he obeyed. He focused on the pleasure running all over his body, on the massage each muscle was receiving, on the dildo going in and out of his ass, and the rubber squeezing his cock to get his precious cum. And he sank. Deeper. And deeper. Pushed by the pleasure.

And he focused more. And more. At each inch of his body being worshipped. Being loved.

And the more he sank, the louder he moaned, and the stronger he squirmed. The toy jumped from side to side. His moans barely made it through the rubber, quieter than the squeaky sounds it made. No one would realize--no matter how hard he tried--what was going on in that room. He was alone. Trapped with whatever was living inside that toy. And, despite that, Haru was happy with it. He surrendered to the pleasure. He left the toy to do what it wanted with him. And he heard carefully each word that female voice spoke to his ear.

"Good boy. You are doing a good job. Give up. Surrender. Focus on what you are feeling. Focus on your pecs. Focus on your arms. Focus on your legs. Focus on your cock. Feel that pleasure. Embrace it. It is yours. This is all you wanted. It makes you feel safe. It makes you feel happy. It makes you feel complete. This is what you have been waiting for. Do not reject it. Embrace it. Surrender. Squirm. Moan. Beg. Cum. Cum for me. Feed me with your seed. And be one with me."

The words echoed in the walls of his empty mind. The fox listened to the speech over and over and over and over and over again. And each time he sank more and more into that purple ocean of pleasure, leaving his memories behind and becoming one with the rubber toy.

And when the pleasure finally broke him, the fox came a second time. A long and strong climax. He shot his load right into the toy, and it absorbed it all. The fox squirmed so hard it made the rubber toy jump in place, almost falling to the side, but his moan didn't make it over the squeaky sounds, and no one else but him heard that maddening symphony.

Moments later, the toy stood still once again. The fox was left inside, enjoying the bliss that followed his climax, only to be interrupted when the toy started to stimulate his cock a second time. A stronger dose of aphrodisiac was released into the suit to get him hard again. And the cycle repeated.

On the left side of the toy, next to where the zipper was, a small digital screen appeared. It said in shiny yellow "Time Left: 1:59:00". And the clock started to count.

0:00:05... 0:00:04... 0:00:03... 0:00:02... 0:00:01... 0:00:00...

The fox woke up as soon as he felt the pressure around his body--and especially around his cock--stop. He passed out at some point during the second hour. Even after being zonked, there was a limit to what the fox could handle. But of course, that didn't stop the strange artifact to keep milking his cock. The fox came time after time until the clock reached zero.

It took him a moment to come back to his senses. His sight was blurry, and he felt too exhausted to move. He couldn't remember what happened or where he was... or who he was. Fragments of memories floated like the wreckage of a ship in the open sea. Incomplete faces, rooms that led to nowhere, familiar voices that he couldn't identify. And the face of a fox unknown to him. The only thing he had clear was the image of a purple rubber dragon named Cynder, and he held to that memory to stop himself from sinking.

There would be time for him to remember everything else--if there was something to remember. Right then he wanted to move and get out of there. Why was he so tired? What happened before he passed out? The fox ground his fangs. He couldn't get rid of the feeling that he was too close to the answer!

And then he got the energy to move and noticed something else. His body was different. He heard a squeaky noise as soon as he tried to get out of bed. And it repeated whenever he moved. The feeling of wearing something tight came after, like a full suit that was not his size. It wasn't uncomfortable, but now that he realized it was there, it was impossible to ignore it. The fox touched himself, and that's when he felt it.

He knew he was a fox, so he must have fur. But what he felt wasn't fur. His skin was smooth and warm. And it made a soft squeaky noise when he rubbed it. The fox didn't dare to look, even when the pink color was visible in his peripheral vision. His heart was racing. A shiver went down his spine. And when the fox looked at his body, the image scared him.

He was encased in a purple and pink latex suit. The color pattern was similar to the dragon named Cynder, he recognized that. But he didn't know why he was wearing that thing. The latex extended all over his body, leaving just his head free of it--although he wouldn't call that a relief. He jumped out of bed and ran to the closest mirror, where his reflection offered him a better view of the damn suit. It was so tight that it draw the shape of his muscles and his bulge. The fox looked behind his back but he couldn't find a zipper--his hands reached for it anyway, finding nothing. And when he tried to pull the suit from the edge around his neck, he grew desperate after finding his fingers couldn't hold it. He tried pulling it from any other part of his body so he could stretch it and rip it apart with his fangs, but all he did was pinch his own body. It was as... it was as if...

"It is as if the latex is your body, right?" A mysterious voice asked him.

When the fox looked to where the voice had come from, the image startled him and he stumbled with his paws as he tried to back away. Standing under the threshold of his room was a female... inflatable dragoness? No... wait, was that Cynder? She had the same color pattern, but her body was different. She had adopted a completely anthropomorphic appearance, tall and slender, a figure that enhanced the beauty of her big breasts. Instead of scales, the body had a smooth and gleamy aspect, one he recognized from when he got it out of the package. The fox wanted to believe it was a suit like the one he was wearing, oh, he really wanted to believe that. He knew, however, that wasn't the case. Her facial features were in between realistic and cartoonish, and she made the same squeaky noise he did with each move--even her horns looked like a toy instead of a threatening weapon. The fox wasn't seeing a dragoness wearing a rubber suit--she was an inflatable sentient toy...

"Well, darling, it's because that's your skin," she continued. "Or more precisely... my skin."

"W-w-who are y-you?" The fox crawled away until he reached the wall.

"Oh, but where are my manners? My name is Vera," she presented herself, placing one hand in between her tits. Her voice was calm, completely opposite to the situation. "And yes, I am the 'Cynder' you just played with. You might say your cum provoked this," and she pointed at her body, making a small reverence. "I can transform from a toy into this after being fed with enough cum. And yours, darling, was delicious. I don't remember tasting a male's cum like yours before. So salty... so thick... I am so limited in my toy shape, but with your cum running through my system there's so much I can do right now."

That thing couldn't be Cynder. It was a toy! A very advance one, but still a toy! It couldn't transform into a sentient creature. Or that's what the fox told to himself, but when he looked around, there was no trace of any other toy in the room. Only a trace of purple slime leading out of the room...

"This is pretty confusing, I can understand that. But let me be clear: you enjoyed my product like no one ever has. It's always a joy to meet another happy customer."

"Your... product?"

The fox didn't understand what she said. He looked around again and saw a white box next to his bed, with the word "Drac.Tech" on one side. The fox built a raft with whatever came next to him until he reconstructed a memory of himself pulling Cynder out of the box... touching it... getting inside it... and the voice... the voice he heard inside the toy was the same he was hearing right there. The memory started to take shape, but it didn't make any sense.

"You see. Our toys are special. They are made from my skin. Or would you prefer me to say my rubber?" She made a small giggle as if there was absolutely nothing wrong with that comment. "Because of that, you might say these toys are... smart. They can inflate on their own and vibrate to please the user. And all they need to work is that precious seed of yours. That thick, warm, and salty cum straight out of your balls," if she could, the fox was sure Vera would be drooling at that point. "I know it's hard to understand, so I'll spare you the details. After all, it was all in the manual! Which I assume you read it before using it."

Right after he spoke those words, the suit started to vibrate around his crotch. The fox moaned and he unconsciously tried to reach that area, but the latex "hardened", preventing any movements. All he could do was squirm and moan while his cock was attended by the sentient suit. Even after being milked for two hours, his shaft grew in size, and the shape of his cock appeared under the latex. A delighted Vera put one paw over the fat bulge and squeezed it softly, causing him even more pleasure.

"Oh, what a beautiful song. And that show you're performing. The desperation that comes from unbearable pleasure. The doubt between putting an end to it or keep going. That expression on your face is perfect!"

Vera spoke those words with an increasing ecstasy in her tone. Two fingers rubbed the fold she had between her legs. She was experiencing a climax just by torturing the fox like that. And there was nothing he could do to stop it. He closed his eyes, but the pleasure was still there. Vibrating. Squeezing. Rubbing. And he couldn't cum, no matter how hard he tried. He was at the edge, but he couldn't take the last step.

Focused as he was on his cock, the fox didn't notice the slime crawling up his neck until it was too late. The sticky substance quickly covered his head, leaving just an opening for his nostrils and eyes, but leaving him unable to utter a word. As if that wasn't enough, the slime continued making its way into his mouth, where it hardened and took the shape of a long dildo that reached deep into his throat.

"Your face is adorable, but I can't just leave that hole unattended, can I?" Vera told him just as the dildo began to move on its own to facefuck him as deep and fast as it could, making the same squeaky noise that was now echoing all over his mind.

To top it all, one last dildo took shape in between his buttocks. Already lubed with slime, it went straight into the loosened hole and inflate to become larger and thicker. The familiar feeling brought another memory and the fox found himself on his fours being fucked and milked inside Cynder. But now it was more intense.

"Yes, squirm for me, boy. Show me how much you enjoy it."

Vera was speaking, but he heard her inside him. She spoke through the suit, for it was part of her. And the fox had no way to ignore her nor the suit. The dildo in his ass was vibrating too as it fucked him, and the one in his mouth secreted a warm, salty substance with each thrust. And his cock was throbbing hard under the latex and Vera's soft paw. And all the fox could do was squirm, unable to move freely inside that prison.

A storm was destroying the small raft he built with the pieces of his memories and was decided to drag him deep into the ocean. Each wave of pleasure was bigger and stronger. Each hit took away the memories he so desperately was trying to cling to. When there was no raft left, the fox tried to swim, tried to fight the pleasure. Until he heard Vera's soothing voice, like a siren calling for him.

"Don't fight. Don't resist. Just enjoy it. Embrace it. Become one with the pleasure and let it guide you. Stop your struggle and sink."

He knew that voice was dangerous, but he couldn't resist it. She was calling just for him. The fox stopped fighting the sea and left the next wave to drag him deep into the ocean.

"Wonderful. You are so obedient. I am very proud of you," Vera praised the whiny fox under her paw.

She was visibly happy with his struggle. The suit softened enough for the fox to move more, but not enough to reach for his cock or any other part of his body. A perfect balance between pleasure and torture made wonders on a weakened mind. And that cute boy couldn't sink deeper than that.

With both dildos and the massage on his cock, the pleasure finally crushed what was left of his sanity, turning him into nothing but a horny creature who thought of nothing else but sex--another member of the "Drag.Tech" family. Between whines and moans, he surrendered himself and embraced the pleasure Vera offered him. As a reward, the dildo inside his mouth melted into slime, leaving him free to moan as much as he wanted. And he moaned to his heart content. All that pleasure building up came out into moans and growls and whines that managed to get through the tight latex suit around him.

Vera clapped with joy and walked away from the poor creature--he didn't need her paw anymore. The suit would do the rest of the job. And it was doing it excellently. She saw his cock throbbing hard under the latex, begging for release. Too bad that wouldn't happen. That suit was now his skin. He would live inside it forever. And he would love it.

The fox didn't need to take the final step. With each inch of his body being stimulated, the climax came on its own. He stretched his body as much as he could right when his cock got permission to shoot his load. Even after being milked so hard, he came a lot inside the latex suit. His cock throbbed and throbbed, and the delicious cum that came from it was immediately absorbed by the suit. The dildo fucking his ass made sure to put more and more pressure on his prostate to get to the last drip of seed. And the fox moaned as hard as he could, matching the squeaky sound his body made as he squirmed on the floor.

It lasted an eternity. And it ended suddenly, with the press of a button already implanted in his mind. Vera smiled. She gave him a moment to calm down and recover his energies, and once he did it, the rubbery fox stood up as if nothing had ever happened. While he was in no condition to say anything, the suit still put a dildo inside his mouth, just so he remembered his place.

"You will be an excellent addition to our collection. There is a huge market for cute foxes like you. Welcome to our family," Vera said, and she guided the purple and pink fox out of the room.