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Tomoya checked himself in the mirror. The tiger hummed and ran his fingers over his white pelt, checking every inch of himself. A slight smirk crawled over his muzzle as he rumbled out a low chuff. Yeah, he looked good. Had to be his best, since he was about to get up on stage and announce a new product line. He'd been waiting for this for a couple years now. By all rights, they could have launched some time ago. Except the tech guys wanted a chance to do some more testing. Then marketing wanted their turn as well. 'Some hands on time to get a feel for the marketability,' they said. Naturally, he made them wait until they had second and third generation units to test. They could look at his girl, but he was the one that got hands on with her.

"Rena, how is everything shaping up out there?"

The tall, yellow vixen blinked at him and straightened. Her blue on black eyes shimmered for a moment, "Everyone is seated, Sir. There is a lot of murmuring about what this could be." Her muzzle twisted into a smile, "We have kept a very tight lid on everything. Rumors are ranging from a smart home device to..."

He silenced her with a swat to her backside, "That's all I need to know. Get ready for your own stage debut."

She breathed out a moan and arched her back perfectly from the sharp clap. That bushy tail curling just so to expose her backside to the tiger. Oh it was temping. Part of him wanted to rip off her little dress skirt, pin her to a wall, and rail her until she was ready to collapse. Even if it was a supremely tempting idea, he did have a presentation to make.

And he had to keep his stamina up.

A last check in the mirror and he marched out of his dressing room. The yellow vixen a step behind until they reached the edge of the stage.

She had timed it perfectly. Music flared and the lights came on as he set foot on stage. The crowd cheered, eager to see what this rumored top secret project was. Oh he'd let a few things leak here and there. Hints of what it could be. Rumors had been circulating about AI, new phones, a car, even rocket ships. Any company was going to have leaks. He'd decided to weaponize those. Drive up a bit of hype, while also coaxing caution.

The music faded as he reached center stage and held his hand up, "Hello! So excited to be here." Quick scan, "Got a packed house tonight. Hope you're all ready for something incredibly exciting." Yada yada yada, some more about how great the company is, how they are pushing the boundaries of what technology is. The standard script he read his shareholders, and that these reporters had probably heard a thousand times before. It was familiar grounds for everyone. This was all something to help them get at east, and maybe forget just why they'd had to sign that wavier at the front door.

Oh he could imagine the rumors with that. Why would they want to make sure we're okay with mature content? Would be on everyone's minds. Especially after the launch of that null-synthetic. Really a cute thing, very stylish. Shame he hadn't thought of something similar. Could've been a color variant of Renamon. Maybe it still could be. Would have to put the R&D boys on that one.

"But I know you've all heard that before." He stopped his pacing and grinned at the hundreds of people in the audience. Stared into the countless cameras aimed at him. "Not to mention all the rumors about what we're announcing. Sadly no bulletproof truck, or Mars base or anything like that. As a matter of fact, hm..." he felt his pockets, "I... ah, pardon me, I forgot my phone." He half turned, "Rena, could you bring me my phone?" The tiger laughed, "Sorry, technical difficulty."

A laugh rippled through the audience. Though he could feel their gaze shift as Rena strolled out. The tall vixen wearing her tailored top and skirt well. Heels clicking smartly off the stage. He knew they were looking over every inch of her form. Those luscious hips. Her ample breasts. The way her yellow, silky fur slid over her muscled form. "Of course, Sir." She fished the phone out from her blouse. The crowd's bemused laugh turning into almost childish giggles.

"Thank you." He took the phone and turned with a flourish, "Might I present..."

The screens behind him lit up and cameras zoomed in on the vixen. "The Vi.X.EN." Music swelled, the words scrolled on the screen in time with his reveal, "Virtual auXiliary ENgram." He stopped and sighed, "Admittedly, Marketing got a little carried away with that." He winked and there was a ripple of laughter. "I just call her, Rena. Or rather I call this one Rena, because you are seeing my own personal Vi.X.EN. Yes this," he walked around her and Rena struck a pose, "is a fully virtual, wholly digital personal assistant."

A sharp point, "Not a hologram. No. Not a cyborg or android either. We have a technology that turned a wholly digital aide into a living, breathing entity. You can touch her," he ran his hand over her cheek, brushing through the fur. "Smell her, interact with her, and so much more." Rena arched and almost purred as his hand ran over her chin and across her neck.

"Now, I'm sure you're all wondering why we aren't using this technology for other things. Trust me, we are looking into that. Who could have passed up a little weird science though?" Another ripple of laughter, but he could see that he had their attention now. "And she's more than just a proof of concept. She is model 01 of an entire line."

Tomoya turned and lifted his hand. A line of Vi.X.EN.s walked out. Each similar to Rena in body style, though none had the same width to their hips, or the motherly energy to them. Each was a different color as well. Blue, green, the familiar Yellow, even a Red and Pinkish one. One slightly taller, another a bit shorter, each having their own differences in build and bust. "A whole array of personal aides. Each linked with your smart devices and IOT. Ready to keep track of schedules, contacts, and so much more."

He started down the line, "Do you need your morning news?"

The green one smiled, "It looks like the weather will be sunny today with a chance of rain in the evening. No major events overnight. Though your stocks have gone up."

"How about a companion to help watch your figure and help with your weight goals?"

Now the red stepped forward, "Would you like to jog today? I'm sure we can break our old records! I can fix a smoothie when we get back. After that, maybe we can cool down with some yoga." At which point she calmly lifted a leg up and did standing splits. Drawing more than a murmur from the crowd.

"Aren't they just lovely? And when I say they can assist you with every aspect of your life, I mean every aspect." He smirked and moved towards Rena. That slow, casual stroll that every CEO could manage when presenting. "We've covered business, fitness, and health, but there is so much more to my lovely Vi.X.EN.s. 'Tomoya;' you'll say, 'they're a digital life form, what else can they do?' Oh so much more, my friends. You see," he stepped behind Rena and wrapped his arms around her. The renamon gasping as she arched, his hands roaming up her front to stroke her breasts right through her blouse. "While they are wholly digital. A very clever program given a physical form through our proprietary process. They possess a fully physical body. How physical you ask?'

Buttons shot off her blouse as he ripped it open, the yellow vixen's breasts spilling out for all to see. Tomoya caught them in his hand and massaged the supple mounds, "They feel every bit as real as any flesh and blood woman. Their fur is soft and silky smooth. Their breasts, just the right amount of give, and the noises they make..." She gasped as he twisted a nipple, the sound echoing across the suddenly silent audience. "Why don't we let you judge for yourselves?"

Rena's hand snaked down to her skirt and tugged. The fabric whispered over her thighs as she glanced back at the tiger. She bit her lip and held back a moan as she felt him press against her. It had been a couple years since she'd first come in contact with him. Couldn't even remember why she'd struggled so much against him then. Now, just the feel of him against her backside was enough to make the digital vixen shiver with delight.

His hand cupped her thigh and lifted, exposing her swelling mound to audience and camera. She could hear him talk about how life-like she was even as her fingers slid along her labia and parted her folds. Revealing her most intimate parts for these reporters Hundreds of eyes were on her. Thousands more were watching the stream. All were in disbelief as she gasped and arched. Pressing her rear back into him.

In between one grind and the next, his zipper came down and the tiger pressed to her backside. Cock straining his underwear as a growl pressed into her neck. She narrowed her eyes and huffed, reaching back to grab his head, needing to stabilize herself as that warmth grew. The steady, primal beat of his rod against her backside sent shivers through her body. All while his mic picked up her sweet whimpers and moans as she writhed under his attention. The twist and pull of her nipples sent shocks through her. Her own fingers dipping into her pussy as he held her spread.

"Now," his voice rippled over her, "You might be wondering about customization." Rena bit her lip to keep from crying out in frustration. She could feel his cock pressing to her. It was right there, just drive it in! She wanted to scream at him, beg her master to fuck her silly. To rut her until she couldn't stand and put another clutch of his eggs into her. She knew to stay mostly quiet though. This was his show, and they'd practiced for this for countless hours. "Rena, if you don't mind..." She leaned harder into him and held her own leg up, "That's a good girl." Delight raced through her at being called good and she had to bite her lip to keep from giggling.

Tomoya fished his phone out of a pocket, using the same motion to let his cock free. The heavy meat slapped off her backside and drew a breathy, muffled whine from the vixen. "While we will be launching them in a standard array of colors, custom blends can be ordered as well. Once you get your Vi.X.EN, then..." he trailed off and swiped his phone. The audience murmured, then gasped as Rena's nipples shifted. Going from a lovely, rosy pink to nearly black, then a vibrant purple. "There are a wide range of options available for customization right from your phone. Such as..." He gave Rena a nudge.

In a swift motion, the vixen turned and dropped to her knees. She nuzzled up into his cock with a breathy moan, letting everyone see it. Tomoya glanced and caught the camera zooming in to show how his length throbbed. Rena licked his furred sack, worked her way up his shaft, and casually lowered her muzzle on it.

"She's pretty good at giving head, isn't she?" He flashed a wide grin. "Now, I don't know about you, but sometimes I like them to be a little quiet." Cupping the back of her head, he casually pressed down, not stopping until her nose was buried against his crotch. The camera zooming in right as he plunged in to show how her throat bulged under his girth. "Do you like it?" He flashed a grin towards the audience and rocked his hips, letting them see how he bulged her throat out. "Or maybe you like a bit more?"

Drawing back, he toggled a setting and drove in. This time Rena jerked in his grasp and gagged. Her entire form rolling as her body roiled against the thick cock slamming down her throat. "We have several settings for her gag reflex, as you can see. Light gag, medium, heavy..." As he spoke and toggled through the settings, Rena's eyes rolled back and her body heaved under his attention. Each thrust prompting a louder gulp and heave from her form as the vixen naturally tried to resist the penetration. "Or back to off?" She sagged against him, hands planted on his thighs as he held his cock balls deep in her. Her eyes watering, but body happily accepting the girth.

"And that's not all." Tomoya pulled out, Rena parting with a loud gasp and an adoring smile up at him. She stood and turned, bushy tail sweeping up and away to reveal her backside. The cameraman swept in, zooming in on those plush, slick lips of hers. "Naturally, the Vi.X.EN resets to a nice, tight state after each use." She arched as his fingers framed her pussy. Casually stroking and spreading her folds apart. "You can alter that setting if you like, but what's important is.." he lined up his cock and pressed in. Rena's back arching as he drove his cock into her with merciless abandon. "She's already ready for you."

The digital vixen jerked and shuddered. She lost her balance quickly and lurched forward, catching herself on a stand that had been moved into position. Bless the crew, she managed to think to herself. Grabbing the edges and arching into Tomoya's next thrust. The sharp impact of his hips against her backside echoed across the stage.

Oh this was going good. The camera crew were well practiced. He'd hired several of the best porn camera crews he could find. Really, some talented people there when you let them have free rein. They could get some great product shots on top of finding a perfect angle without being in the way.

Which mean they were perfectly in line for the next shot.

"Now, I'm certain some of you have questions." His voice was calm and even despite the absolutely monstrous pace he was fucking her at. On top of that, his mic was only just picking up her moans, adding that much more to the scene. "One of them some fellas are thinking is, 'how does she handle average guys?' Well, I don't know about that." He winked, "She's nice and tight around above average, I can tell you that."

He tightened his grip on her hips. Claws only just combing through her fur. Lifting her thigh, he showed off her spread pussy more. The camera guy swooping in for a perfect shot. Zooming right in as his cock spread her lovely pink lips that much wider. "And those of you more gifted? Well... Don't. You. Worry!" Each word was punctuated with a thrust. His cock growing that much larger with each stroke. The audience gasped as his manhood grew larger and thicker. Readily spreading the yellow vixen wider and wider with each plunge. Not stopping until her gut was plainly bulging with each stroke of his hips. Cameraman angling just so to let the light play off her plush fur.

Murmurs raced through the audience as the light caught on his bulge just right. Fearful noises mixing with impressed sounds. Yet everything was lost on Rena. She could only just focus on keeping her feet under her. Her thighs quaked as Tomoya grew larger inside her. He'd tested her limits plenty of times, sometimes growing large enough to knock the wind from her. It was something she was used to, or rather as used to as one could be. She knew he'd done something with her settings, but couldn't bring herself to hate him for it. Glancing out at the audience, seeing herself being fucked raw on the screen, and knowing that it was being broadcast live around the world? Just thinking about it was enough to make her thighs quake.

She knew she was making a mess on the once pristine floor. There was no helping it. She could barely breath. Every fiber of her being was focused on his pleasure. Nails scraped off clear acrylic. One foot scuffed on the floor. The other banged off the edge of the support. All while her tail flagged up and pressed to his chest. Doing it's best to stay out of the way of their wild rutting.

Holy fuck! He knew how to push her buttons. Buttons he'd programmed, but he was pushing them all. She was barely holding on as she came around him. Breath hitched in her throat as her entire body seized under his and drove back. Only to jerk and twitch again as she caught sight of someone in the audience staring at her. The reporter clearly had his jacket in his lap for a reason. The rhythmic thumping of the fabric showing exactly what he was doing. How many others out there were doing the same thing? Jacking off to the sight of her being fucked on stage like a whore? It was...

FUCK!

Tomoya tried to hide his smirk as he watched Rena's body jerk between laying on the clear table and arch into him. How many times had she cum? Did it really matter? She'd be senseless for a good few hours after this. Which was fine, he had to make a showing on the floor. Maybe go talk to a couple of those reporters and give them a 'private interview.' He grinned and licked his lips slowly before digging his claws into the vixen's hips.

The audience knew something was about to happen. In a second, the energy of the room shifted. All held their breath as the tiger drew back. The yellow vixen all but drooling on the table as she lay there. Eyes unfocused and body bared for the male behind her. Time seemed to slow as eyes darted from the stage to the camera. Stage lights glistening off his slick cock as it drew back. Tip only just lingering inside of her pussy lips. Hanging there for what felt like an eternity. Then, in an impossibly slow, yet instantaneous plunge, he buried himself to the hilt inside her.

"AhhhHHHAAAARRRGH!"

Rena heard someone scream and only realized it was her as she rocked back into Tomoya's chest. All her weight sinking herself down on his cock as he buried himself in her. That familiar, and longed for, warmth flooding her walls. Making her entire body heave with the rapture of it. He was filling her to the brim and beyond. Each pulse of his cock made her stomach swell that much more. His size large enough to plug her up. Tip buried so deep inside her.

Unbeknownst to the renamon, Tomoya pulled her back and let the audience seen her front. Her nipples flashed with light. Went dark. Then the image of sperm started racing across one, surging towards an egg on the other breast. As the audience watched, the sperm rushed the egg and surrounded. It only took a few seconds before one penetrated and the digital vixen's nipples flashed with fireworks and the word, 'Impregnated!' surged on her tits, and the screen behind her.

Tomoya let the spent vixen slump back onto the table and pulled out. His cock slowly drawing out with a very wet, very heavy pop. The truly massive length barely fell free of the vixen before two of the others moved in. One supporting his length as the other started to lick him clean. He grinned, watching as another moved behind Rena and casually scooped his cum back into her.

"Thank you for joining me in this historic moment." The white tiger grinned and cocked a wave, "I'll be down on the show floor in a half-hour, where we will be having a live showing of our Vi.X.EN lineup. Why don't you come down there to join me and test out a few of our models."

He winked, struck a pose, and the lights cut right as the bright pink Vi.X.EN drove her maw over his cock with a strained, "GlurrRRK!"