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Technician to the 'Taurs

By Danath (Summer '23 Commissions)

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Random © Random the Rabbit

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Random carefully peered around his large workspace again, checking one last time to make sure everything was just where it was supposed to be. The white walls were plain and unadorned. They glowed faintly from within, illuminating the room and avoiding the need for any light fixtures which could prove hazardous for some of the larger or longer clients. Instead, there was a small closet-sized office in the corner built of transparent materials, which were formed into smooth curves to avoid any sharp edges. The workstation included a sealed door and separate air supply in case of emergencies - serious fluid leaks, for example, could quickly flood an office, as he'd been lectured about many times at the training school. Inside was his company-issued computer and some of the less spill-proof tools and materials, like the claw polishing pads. Everything else was stored inside the walls and could be moved into almost any position - the entire office was basically a giant, modular, computer-controlled toolkit.

The rabbit could scarcely believe he was actually here. Just getting into the training program was difficult because of the technical degree requirements. It was kind of like getting a second degree on top of the first, but it ensured he was fully prepared with all the equipment and had some experience thanks to the internships. Once he got his certification, he applied for and got his dream job at SynTech. A smile played across his short, black-furred muzzle as he remembered when, back in high school, his guidance counselor urged him to consider anything but a degree in Taurologistics, saying it'd never pay off. The black rabbit came a long way from working at the local taurwash in the summers to earn money for tuition. He was now an official SynTaur Quality Assurance Technician, Grade 5. Yes, the rabbit was starting at the bottom, but that meant there was only one way to go: up!

The SynTaur facilities were sectioned off with separate entrances and facilities depending on the type of service needed. As a Grade 5 technician, Random knew from his textbooks and the official SynTaur user manuals that he'd be mostly dealing with basic checkups and maintenance. It'd be a long time before he got to perform any serious upgrade installations or even look at the luxury models' undercarriages. Still, it was a start.

His workspace was ultra sleek - no exposed electronics at all because it was all built into the liquid-proof walls thanks to the modern SynTech HoloSuite Office. Every part of the walls, ceiling, and floor reacted to his touch or voice commands. No matter what sort of SynTaur came into his shop, he adjusted his workspace around them. That was always drilled into the Quality Assurance Technicians during training school: make it comfortable. A comfortable SynTaur is a SynTaur that's easy to work on. Random took that advice to heart and was determined to do his best.

After all, his job was very important. He often bragged about his occupation to others because SynTaurs were the most popular method of transport around the sprawling SynTech campus. While elevators could handle the vertical transportation up and down the enormous SynTech tower, getting to the tower through the mazes of smaller towers, high rises, maintenance facilities, and more could be a challenge. Even navigating some floors within the tower was difficult, especially the sprawling underground facilities. There were even residential and commercial areas within blocks of the tower, and SynTaurs provided the bulk of transportation for not just passengers, but SynTech Shopping, SynTech Package Delivery, and other assorted SynTech services for which SynTaurs were the appropriate, most efficient type of employee.

Unlike the Securitaurs, who were all canines of one breed or another, SynTaurs came in multiple flavors of species. Random was especially looking forward to working on the feline clients, of whom he'd heard many stories back in college.

Random did a quick check of all the equipment in the room. The most prominent bit of kit was an H-shaped set of padded, pneumatic poles that worked as a convenient mounting brace. The rabbit could use the wall display to control the height, allowing him to more easily examine undercarriages. The crossbar was well-padded and had extensions for forelegs. This also allowed Random to attach various tools and implements that could be summoned from the floor as needed - various sizes of silicone suction tubes, electro-stimulant patches, elevated mounts, and whatever else the job could require. Another useful piece of kit was nicknamed the hammock, and could be used to suspend a taur completely off the floor. When activated, a single large column emerged opposite the pneumatic crossbar and telescoped up with the fabric hammock suspended between. Each hammock could be fabricated on the fly, allowing Random to personalize the fit to each SynTaur for added comfort. With so much adjustability, taurs of any size could still have their equipment easily accessible by the rabbit during an inspection.

The cupboard in the corner cubicle contained five-gallon buckets of various shampoos, conditioners, styling gels, tweezers, trimmers and clippers, and a whole host of other things that a taur might require during a tune up. A big chunk of Random's time in college was spent learning how to use them all. He often practiced with other students, especially the nail clippers - cutting the quick on a claw hurt like hell and he knew from feeling the inexperienced trimming of another non-expert just what that meant. Doing something like that to a SynTaur still made him nervous, though by now he was much more confident. When they did their practicals, the SynTaur complimented him on his ability.

Satisfied everything was in order, Random nervously tugged his white lab coat around his shoulders. He wore a white button-up shirt beneath and a pair of loose-fitting black pants that hung slack down his legs. The rabbit's fur was black, but his chest, belly, and inner thighs were white by contrast. The white continued around his plump, firm rump cheeks, but was not currently on display. His ears were pointed and stood upright. Each featured a trim of bright silver fur running along the outside edge in a thin line. A bit of white fur surrounded his short, wide muzzle, complete with the oversized front teeth that occasionally stuck past his lower lip, and around both of his eyes, causing the blue irises to appear brighter.

"Alright, Random... let's do this," he said to himself. "Remember, they're probably just as nervous as you."

Exhaling in a long sigh, Random turned towards the nearest wall and swiped his palm across it, bringing up the monitor screen. The office connected to a long and wide hallway, which itself connected to a waiting room beyond where taurs gathered before their appointments. They were assigned to technicians on a first-come, first-serve basis, so Random hit the button to signal he was ready for the next in line.

A large feline face appeared on screen along with the name "Rebecca Millermoss." Species: Siberian tiger. Mileage: 48,000. Last tune-up: six months ago. More data appeared and Random began to feel quite excited. His first ever SynTaur technician experience was with this giant tigertaur? The rabbit's pointed tail wiggled above his plump rear end. Outside, he could hear heavy footsteps approaching, and he double checked the tigertaur's stats again.

His eyes widened as he realized what the numbers portended, but before he could think about it further, the waterproof pocket doors slid open to either side with a gentle whoosh. The rabbit's jaw clenched as he realized he was going to have his first experience not just working on a SynTaur... but a SynTaur XLi, one of the largest and strongest models usually involved in heavy transportation.

Indeed, despite the size and breadth of the double doors leading into Random's office, the tigertaur had to stoop low and duck her head to clear the frame. Dark black hair draped down around her square muzzle as she smiled at the rabbit once her upper torso cleared the doorway, though it took another few steps for her four-legged underbody's hindquarters to follow suit.

"Welcome, I'm Random and I'll be your technician today," the rabbit said, his voice a bit higher than he meant as he stared up at the tall tigress.

"Hey, nice to meet you!" the tigress said, beaming as she continued to move into the room. She was as long as she was tall, which was close to twice Random's height. A SynTech-branded vest wrapped around her upper torso, just about managing to cover and contain her plump breasts. Each orb was big enough that Random was certain he couldn't stretch his paws from one tit to the other without the vest keeping them squeezed together.

As she fully entered the room, Random was impressed by her deep, thick pelt, which pulled tight across her muscular frame. Both upper and lower body showed impressive amounts of powerful muscles beneath the fur, which shifted and stretched with every step. She was clearly built for low speed, high torque movement, and Random was careful to avoid accidentally getting in the way of her massive paws. Just one of her toes was as big around as his entire thigh.

"Thank you for coming in for your regular maintenance, Ms. Millermoss. I'd like to start by-"

"Just call me Rebecca!" That big white muzzle spread into another wide, eager smile.

"Ah... yes, uh... Rebecca," Random said, almost squirming as she stared at him with the eyes of a huntress. "I'd like to start with the general inspection checklist, then we'll address any other concerns."

His face was directed towards the tigress, but his eyes were focused to the side, unable to stop staring at the enormous white-furred sheath packed away between the tigertaur's hind legs. Her massive balls stretched from inside thigh to inside thigh so that her legs constantly squeezed and massaged them as she walked. The fuzzy sheath dangled from her underbelly lewdly, bouncing to a stop as she stood in the center of the office. Random couldn't believe her size. Her sheath would fit him like a sleeping bag. Sure, he'd seen all the technical drawings and pictures in the textbooks, but in person, it was always so different.

"You're the boss!" Rebecca purred affably. "Just let me know where you want me."

Random bit his lower lip as he approached her front with a comb and brush. The first step was to check her pelt for cuts, infections, and matting, but the tigress passed with flying colors, though it took quite a while for him to brush every bit of her large body. She was purring madly by the end, loud enough to make Random vibrate whenever he had the comb against her side.

"Would you mind rolling onto your back so I can check your underside, please?" the rabbit asked.

"You got it!"

There was a general amount of movement which distracted Random from realizing how much he was tenting his pants until he awkwardly pulled his lab coat over his hips. He stared at Rebecca as she let her four broad tiger paws bend over above her long, muscular lower body, while her jumbo balls rolled backwards and over the base of her tail past her legs. The movement pulled on her huge sheath, dragging it to point at an upwards angle. It shivered and jostled as Random leaned forward and started to comb and brush her fur again, starting from her upper body and working his way down.

"Mmmhhh... you're good at this," the tigertaur purred. Her large tail thwapped into the corner of the office as she kicked her front legs cutely at the brushing. "You must be new - I don't think I've seen you before for my tune up."

Random blushed and the brush snagged a little as he coughed.

"Uh, yeah, I'm new," he said. "You're actually my first client."

"Today?"

"No, ever. I just got my certification last mon-"

"What!"

The tigertaur's whole body started with surprise and she rolled over upright, pushing herself up with her arms as her four legs came back in contact with the floor. Unfortunately - or fortunately, depending on the perspective - Random couldn't get out of the way quickly enough and ended up pinned under her lower body. His legs stiffened as he felt the weight of the tigertaur's enormous furry white sheath. Only his head and long pointed ears made it out from underneath and looked up at her from between her large, muscular forelegs.

"I didn't know it was your first time! Guess I'm a lucky girl after all," the tigress said, smiling wide with a worrying amount of teeth.

"Uh... why's that?" Random gasped.

He tried not to squirm as her huge body pressed down around him. Her underbelly was warm and smooth and trapped him nicely to the floor, keeping his arms and torso well and truly flattened beneath her prodigious weight. His eyes stared up at her black and orange stripes as she licked her lips and wiggled her back end a bit, making her plump sheath drag across his lower body.

"Ha, I love it, they still don't tell the rookies," the tigress said, wiggling her hind end even more, enough that her massive sac dragged forward and scraped over the rabbit's feet. "It means that I'm gonna get to break you in proper, cutie. Mmmh... been a while since I've had rabbit..."

"Ha... ha ha... good joke," Random gasped. Of course, he'd heard stories of SynTaurs and technicians regularly doing the deed in various ways, and he wasn't opposed to the idea - it was one of the perks of the job, after all - but it was hard to believe such a massive example of a SynTaur would be into his relatively scrawny, average build. Sure, he was cute enough, but he wasn't nearly the high performance, high torque powerhouse like she was. Hardly anyone could come close to the XLi but the Securitaurs in that regard. What would she possibly get out of the experience? His nostrils flared, filling with her scent, and various parts of his brain shorted out.

"Not a joke, babe," the feline growled. Something warm and firm pushed free of the sheath on top of him and into his belly. "If I don't take care of you, someone else would get to you first, and we don't want that, do we?"

"N-no, we don't," Random moaned. The tone of her voice now sent shivers up his spine that made him at once frantically nervous and absolutely willing to do anything she told him. It was wonderful.

He could feel her thickness crawling up his body, sandwiching itself between his narrow chest and stomach and her underbelly with short, firm spurts of growth. The throbbing heat caused quite a lot of dampness, which Random knew from the manual signaled she was well and truly revved up. The feline's four paws spread, claws out, as she slowly dragged her entire taur figure forward. Random's head disappeared beneath her and squeezed in between her forelegs before sliding lower. Her cock rushed upwards, and before long, was grinding happily away next to his head. He couldn't move his arms or legs due to the weight.

"Nnnnffff... oooh, yeah... rabbit's make such good... hnnnffff... toys!" Rebecca growled. Her tail smacked against the sides of the office again as she slid backwards, then forward, then back, then forward, then back, each time grinding her growing erection along the squirming rabbit's pinned figure. Her fur splayed around him as she kept her four legs bent low, hardly lifting herself up at all from the ground. "Mmmfff! Fuck, rabbit... whatever your name was... you're good at... nnnff... foreplay!"

Random wasn't so sure about that - he was doing little but getting his shoulders banged against her forelegs as she squirmed on top of him, thrusting her hind legs so that her considerable length and enormous balls drenched him in her musk. His clothes were wet and soggy and clung to his chest and stomach as his muzzle gasped into her fur. His nostrils filled with her pleasant scent as his whole body jerked involuntarily against her underbelly. He let out a moan, unable to stop despite how unprofessional it might be.

"Good bunny," the tigress rumbled. "I like it when my techs get noisy down there. Let's me know they haven't passed out. Heh heh heh..."

The weight was so good. Random squirmed as her body flattened him to the floor and kept her massive arousal pinned to his chest and stomach. She was so frickin' huge that the rabbit could hardly believe it. Sure, her balls and tits were big enough that he could use them as a spare room each, but for her cock to grow to such proportions...

The rabbit's dick throbbed and leaked inside his pants. His bare paws stretched outwards and his toes caught the lip of her sheath and pushed it down instinctively. The SynTaur's powerful legs immediately shoved forward in response, resulting in his large feet pushing the enormous furry sheath all the way to the base. The tip of her cock was hotter and thicker than ever as it reached past his ears, then pressed down on his face, covering his entire head as her four legs bent in unison, lowering her down. The tips of his ears twitched, the only part of his body not currently being completely flattened by her enormous erection.

The frotting continued until Random lost all track of time. There was nothing but her silky, long fur, powerful muscles, and throbbing feline shaft, which featured an assortment of fleshy barbs as thick as his wrist. They spread in a regular pattern about a third of the way down her massive erection, judging from the feel against his belly. They seemed especially sensitive - important information that the tech filed away for the future.

There was a loud growl from above and then her weight lifted. For the first time in what felt like weeks Random felt cool air rush across his damp, sticky fur. Her shaft glistened, already dripping as she stood up above him, leaving only her massive balls draped around his pinned legs.

"Welcome to the SynTaur family, rookie," the tigertaur said, grinning widely at the dazed, lustful expression on the rabbit's face. "Better hold on tight for this next part."

"Next part? Ah!"

The flexible feline leaned her upper body lower. Her enormous chest dangled above Random's upturned face. He almost drooled as they descended, but just as he was about to get his muzzle wrapped around one of her nipples - or rather, part of it, being they were far too large to fit in his jaws - her large and strong hands wrapped around his chest, under his arms. Her striped pelt tensed as she dragged him from under her massive arousal, and it was only at this point that Random got his first real look at what a determined and horny SynTaur XLi was really packing. The diagrams in the manuals at the training school simply couldn't do it justice.

Throbbing veins ran up the length from the base, petering out a bit short of where the fleshy, soft barbs began. The nubs were slightly darker red than the surrounding flesh, which was a pale pink color. The tip was pointed, but broad despite that, and released a steady dribble of pungent pre-cum. The floors, being designed for SynTaurs in mind, featured grates for drains that carried away most of it, but the scent remained.

He was so glued to the tigertaur's arousal that he barely noticed her claws delicately undoing the buttons on his shirt, which were improbably tiny for her to manipulate so easily, but she soon had it off his lean chest and shoulders. His pants followed, then his purple briefs, leaving him bare. The tigertaur's tongue wrapped around her muzzle, wetting her lips, before she pursed them together and stared down at the dark gray and white rabbit.

"Mmmfff... I really did get... unfff... lucky today!" she gasped.

Random grunted as the enormous tigertaur's claws dragged him up by the hips, pulling his head right in between her enormous jugs, which wrapped around both of his shoulders and prevented him going further. Not even his ears poked out the opposite side of her deep, warm, musky cleavage. His arousal throbbed and his legs spread to either side of her wide lower body, straddling the ribs just beneath her forelegs, both of which wrapped around his plump thighs and held him in place. His arms circled the undersides of her massive melons, squeezing them even more tightly around his head, as her forepaws and arms moved to work him into just the right position.

In the darkness of the tigertaur's cleavage, the rabbit's eyes went wide. His hips jerked, then wiggled uselessly in the XLi's tight grasp. An enormous tip prodded between his rump cheeks, smothering his hips and tail in heat as the weight alone forced his thighs to spread wider. Her forepaws, claws out, wrapped around his thighs, cinching his legs down and into place as her hindquarters lifted, applying pressure to the fat, weighty tip. The pulse of pre-cum was strong enough to force its way inside him, instantly lubing him and spreading an intense head throughout his loins. The rabbit's cock jerked as it squeezed down into her plush white coat of fur and his whole body jerked as he came, unable to stop the rush of pleasure that seized him from his toes to the tips of his wiggling ears.

The pressure on his hips increased. His cock kept jerking, spasming, as he moaned and groaned into the taur's chest, huffing her scent and curling his toes as his body pulled against her claws. The tip ground in harder, past his tail, between his thighs, and against his tight, clenching hole.

As the tip opened him up like nothing ever before, the rabbit's arms clenched around the tigress's chest, holding himself there as his hips pulled away, only to meet the broad spear on the rebound. Several of the certifications the rabbit earned dealt with just this sort of scenario and involved intense training. Still, it was one thing to experience it in a class and another altogether to experience it in person. The muscular tigertaur's whole body flexed as she humped her hind end forward into her paws, which were easily large enough to keep the squirming rabbit in place. His belly and hips distended, stretching around the thickness of her feline arousal. His cock squirted, but she didn't even notice as it wasn't enough to get through the natural waterproofing of her striped fur anyways.

The rabbit let out a single "Uh!" before a wave of salty, clear pre-cum poured from his nostrils and muzzle. He swallowed furiously as his belly bulged, but another wave quickly followed. The tigertaur's foreleg wrapped around the small rabbit's shoulder, holding him in place as she thrust deeper, insistently getting her oversized cock deeper into the rabbit's stretched white-furred stomach.

"You're a natural," Rebecca groaned.

Random couldn't think straight. His loins burned, jerking and firing, as his whole body clenched and spasmed.

"Here it comes... you ready?"

The rabbit gurgled. A wave of thick pre-cum poured from his mouth as his neck bulged.

"Almost there... are you sure you're ready?"

The tigertaur's legs extended, lifting her upwards. Her massive cock heaved itself up as well, making the rabbit hang from the enormous shaft like a fuzzy long-eared condom.

"Congrats on your new job!"

The feeling of weightlessness briefly came over Random. He realized it was because he was falling - the tigertaur was dropping. There was a loud whoomf of air as all four legs splayed outwards in opposite directions while her upper torso leaned backwards. She pawed at her massive jugs as she felt her huge arousal throb and spurt deep inside the trapped, squished, flattened rabbit underneath. His stomach bloated and soon a pool of thick white tigerseed spread from underneath her heaving underbelly.

If someone were to walk into the room, they'd see no sign of Random at all, but he was there, all right, and overwhelmed to the point of worrying he'd lose his mind. Her heat and musk and size and muscles and everything else about her made him seize up and clench like a million dollar sex toy. His bloated belly inflated faster than her cream could rinse its way through him out his muzzle or nostrils, but her weight was relentless. It was like trying to lift a monster truck by blowing up an air mattress.

Her thrusts never stopped, she just kept wiggling her hind end around as she draped herself on top of him. One thing was certain - he'd never forget the flavor of his first time.

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Several months later, Random was used to the job. His jaw rarely felt sore anymore, even after being hoisted up and down on a variety of massive SynTaur appendages. All part of the job, he figured - better to get used to it than to get used to complaining about it. Rebecca's upcoming six-month tune-up was marked on his calendar, but for now, the rabbit serviced any of the taurs who arrived for their maintenance. His hips and belly were plumper now, well padded thanks to the regular injections of taur meat he received throughout the course of any given day. That was, of course, a common and harmless side effect experienced by many technicians due to prolonged exposure to the SynTaurs. It was something to do with the potency of their emissions in confined spaces or something - either way, the SynTaur Quality Assurance Technician Union ensured there was a stipend for clothes based on how many inches his waist grew due to the job. As much as it made clothes an issue, he enjoyed the extra padding once he got used to it because of how his clients reacted. The plump-rumped rabbit put them at ease and gave them something to do other than pull up shows or books on a section of the holowall - and a comfortable, engaged SynTaur was a SynTaur that was easy to work on. And while he never expected anything raunchy from the SynTaurs, he learned not to be too surprised when they did - especially the unpredictable feline taurs. They'd be perfectly fine and friendly one moment before clawing his jumpsuit off the next, sometimes before he could even finish the maintenance checkup.

The biggest change he made was actually with the clothes. Taking inspiration from the omnipresent otters forming the bulk of the SynTech Tower's maintenance crew, responsible for all aspects of general upkeep throughout the immense acreage, Random discarded the standard white lab coat and street clothes favored by most technicians. Instead, he wore a light purple jumpsuit with the SynTech logo embroidered across the shoulders. They were special ordered short-sleeve editions (long sleeves had a tendency to get damp and the extra weight tired him out) and, like the otter corp of maintenance employees, was fabricated in a way as to be indestructible in the face of almost everything except being intentionally ripped off his body by another person. Random wasn't sure how it worked, but no matter what happened throughout the day, the jumpsuit would never tear, rip, or sag. It always perfectly contoured to the rabbit's shapely hips, narrow belly, and fit chest. The moment a SynTaur's claws grasped hold, however, the fabric tore like paper and the seams unthreaded themselves in their haste to unravel. It was the strangest thing, but the jumpsuits, despite their foibles, were preferable to constantly ruining perfectly good streetwear - especially the shoes. Buying new clothes all the time was tough even with the salary allowances. The amplification of his backside could also be seen in his barrel-like plush thighs, which not only ensured the tight fit of the jumpsuit in the front showing off his modest bunny bulge, but also squeezed in around his rear end to show off his thick bunny buns. He only had a few pairs left before he would order more, and it looked like he would have to consider going up a size - at least in the hips. Plus, he liked the purple color - his favorite - because it stood out against his fur and also matched the SynTaur logo on the outside of the building, so management didn't mind when he switched over.

The office autocleaner finished spraying down the ceiling, walls, and floor. Random toweled himself dry before getting a fresh jumpsuit from the cabinet in the sealed office. He was scheduled for a meeting soon with the higher-ups about officially sourcing the janitorial jumpsuits for other technicians after seeing how it improved Random's numbers. There was even talk of an award for improving efficiency and he hadn't even been in the job long enough to get promoted!

Grinning, the rabbit tapped the wall and brought up the info for his next client, studied it for a moment, then tapped the button to summon them to his room. Well, if they were in a good mood when he completed their maintenance, that just made his job all the easier.

The plump-rumped rabbit's next client was a tall and lean deertaur. A lush brown pelt covered her shoulders and both upper and lower backsides. Downy white fuzz ran along the insides of her breasts, which were more than ample considering how lean she was otherwise, down her smooth belly, and between her forelegs before spreading around her similarly lithe and lean underbody. Her legs were thin to the point of almost appearing frail, but seemed to have no difficulty supporting her weight generally - or more specifically, the large pair of white balls and similarly large sheath between her hind legs. Definitely a generous amount of packaging for a SynTaur of her dimensions, but she had no recurrent health issues, so it was probably fine, Random figured.

"Welcome! I'm Random and I'll be your technician today."

The deertaur's plump lips pursed and her wide brown eyes turned to look down towards him. She smiled, revealing her broad, flat white teeth, and nodded. Her ears pitched forward as she studied her technician, and between her hind legs, her large sheath plumped up ever so slightly.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Vanya."

Random tapped at the screen.

"I see you're here for your regular tune-up. Any issues I should know about ahead of time?"

"Nothing I can think of," Vanya said. Her voice was surprisingly husky. "Everything's been running fine lately."

Random glanced at a few of her stats. Low acceleration and towing capacity, but high top speed. She worked as a long-distance courier primarily.

"So you're out delivering all the time?" Random asked. His paws held a comb and brush as he walked around her sides, checking her pelt for disturbances or matting. She looked taller than she was because of her unusual proportions, so Random was able to reach up to the top of her long lower body without a stepstool.

"Yeah, usually I'm just running contracts and time-sensitive samples and stuff, but I get to meet a lot of interesting people that way, so no complaints," Vanya said.

The light conversation continued as Random made generic inquiries about her gait, speed issues, preferred hoof length, and the rest. He worked the brush through the white fur on her upper belly, getting a nice low moan of appreciation from the tall and slender deertaur, before Random crouched low and worked his way along her underside. The rabbit brushed along the sides of her generously thick sheath, then made contact with the furry pouch directly. The bristles pulled the fur down and back towards her plump testicles as he focused carefully, putting care into each stroke. There was a stifled moan from her upper body and her glossy hooves tapped against the floor, but she otherwise didn't move as he worked his way carefully around.

Halfway through, her cock stretched from the sheath, which swelled into the bristles as he dragged them carefully and lightly around her heavy balls. It wasn't unusual for a SynTaur to show off during a brushing, but the deer seemed to especially enjoy the way he finished her heavy balls and then focused on the insides of her thighs. Her lanky, thin forelegs practically knocked together as he got the back of her haunches and even lifted her tail for a quick inspection. Her thick pink arousal had an intimidating medial ridge halfway up and a somewhat gentle slope of a flare that reached almost to her forelegs. The deer's puffy tail - brown on top, white on the bottom - twitched as she tapped her hooves again once he stood up.

"How's it looking back there?" Vanya suddenly asked. She wiggled her hind end enough to make her large white balls and sheath shift side to side, while her large tuft of a tail flicked rapidly.

Random swallowed hard. He was a professional Quality Assurance Technician for SynTaurs, so he knew the signs to be on the lookout for when a taur was expressing interest. Showing off their bits like this was high on the list. But Random was a pro. He moved onto the next part of the maintenance inspection checklist which involved checking the flexibility of her joints.

"Uh... just fine, no problems," he said, regulating his breathing as he knelt down by the side of her left rear leg. "Lift, please."

The weight and warmth of her heavy balls dragged across his shoulder and arm as he tested her knee and hooves, looking for any sign of wear and tear. He went first to the left foreleg, then the right foreleg, before finishing with the back rear leg. Her impressive cock radiated heat, filling his nostrils with her musk every breath. He found his vision blurring slightly as her heavy sac pressed into his other side while he held her lean, slender hind leg in his arms. The rabbit was hard, another common side effect of this sort of work, but he soldiered on, carefully inspecting and checking his way back up the SynTaur's long spine to the base of her upper torso, then up to her shoulders.

The rabbit had to lean against her side while standing on a small stool to check her shoulders. His stomach couldn't help but curl around the outward side of her breasts, compressing the oversized teardrop against the other. He tried to finish quickly, not wanting to cause discomfort, but she didn't seem to mind and even pushed back against him a little as he tried to take her measurements.

Vanya watched him carefully whenever he was within eyesight, Random realized, and a little shiver went up his spine. That was another sign of interest - she could have been in one of his textbooks detailing the indications of Syntaur interest and arousal.

Random finished up by trimming and polishing her hooves. That was easiest for her on her side, so she sprawled across the floor of the office, huge erection still jutting from between her hind legs, while her arms propped up her upper torso so she could watch the small male work. He had to lean against her sides and more than a few times rubbed along her cock as he positioned himself around her legs. Because he had to grip her hoof against his chest to run the file along the edges correctly before buffing it out with several grades of polish, he ended up squirming around between her legs for quite some time. It was worth it in the end, though, because the deer's hooves shone like obsidian glass and, thanks to the touch ups, didn't have a scratch or blemish to them despite the long-distance running. Not to mention just how worked up the deertaur got as she felt the rabbit's chest or belly or hips squeeze in against her. She was being very patient with the inadvertent little tease.

Overall, though, she checked out just fine. Random didn't find any issues requiring a followup, and was about to tell her so when he felt hands wrap around his hips. His stomach lurched as he found himself lifted up into the air. Underneath, the deertaur rolled onto her back, sticking all four of her lean legs into the air. Her enormous flared cock settled across the curve of her underbody as her torso stretched around. She deposited him somewhat unceremoniously so that his legs spread around the girth of her fantastically thick pink cock. By now, her fully erect tip stretched far enough to reach between her forelegs, and the needy, pouty look she gave him solidified for good the arousal in his pants.

"I can tell you think you're done with my checkup," she said, "but it's not fair to work a girl up like that with so much brushing and then give her the brush off."

"Uh... sorry, I didn't mean to-"

Fingers tightened around Random's hips, keeping the rabbit's thighs clenching around her throbbing erection. The medial ridge ground into his belly.

"And furthermore, it's also not fair that you got me this excited and don't even plan to do something about it," she said, pouting even more.

"Uh, no! I didn't-"

"So!" Vanya said, smirking at him. "What are you going to do about it?"

Random's fingers spread around the shaft between his legs. It was massive, thicker than his thigh at the narrowest, and impressively long. His hips scooted rearwards until he felt the warmth of her huge sac against his lower back.

"My goal is to leave all my clients totally satisfied," Random gasped.

"That's very good to hear."

Vanya's hands dragged him up the thick shaft, then pulled off his clothes, leaving the rabbit in the buff just like her. She grinned as she pulled him up along her upper torso so that he laid in between her rotund breasts. The rabbit sunk into the cleavage with a moan and pressed his hips against her upper belly as she rubbed her fingers into his rump cheeks.

Her outsized length twitched against his feet before she slid him down towards it. Her upper body lifted higher into the air, curling forward so that his head and shoulders remained firmly trapped between her heavy breasts. The deer's large eyes blinked rapidly and her ears twisted as she pushed her hindquarters towards him, getting her big cock lined up under his flicking bunny tail. It took a few tries, but soon enough, the lean and elegant doe found her mark. Random squirmed, making all sorts of cute little noises from down in her cleavage, but Vanya was more interested in working more of her thick, aching member deeper into the black rabbit's white-furred rump cheeks. His belly bulged as she shoved inside, pulled back, and then pushed even deeper.

With a groan, Vanya suddenly uncurled. Her arms wrapped around her breasts, holding them in place as her shoulders hit the floor. Her forelegs lifted and draped around Random's shoulders, keeping the squirming bunny boy in place as she bucked her hindquarters harder and faster. The deertaur's lean muscles stretched beneath her soft brown pelt as she pumped in hard, forming an obscene bulge in Random's belly. The rabbit's hips clenched as he rode it out while leaning into her forelegs, which supported him while letting gravity drag him down her cock. He tried to remember the SynTaur manual for situations like this, but all he could remember was the voice of a retired technician who told him not to overthink things too much when it mattered. Remember - the SynTaur's comfort is priority number one!

"Ooooh... yes, now this is good service!" Vanya groaned as the squeezing, clenching male gripped her entire length with even more vigor. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, shivering as she teased her nipples with her fingers. The doe's flanks twitched as she pumped again and again, loving how warm and tight and slippery the flexible little rabbit tech felt. "Mmmfff... just like that, bunny boy... oooh... tighter! Faster! Ahhhnnfff!"

Vanya's forelegs shoved him fully upright. His belly slumped outwards as his plump ass collided with the base of her shaft. His hands stretched behind him and sunk into her fat, furry balls as she bucked harder yet, bouncing him roughly off her hindquarters as her entire cock stretched his belly to an absurd degree. His skin flexed and stretched, taut and tight like a sleeve as the deertaur's arousal spiked.

"Oooh, fuuuuuck... fuck, fuck!" she groaned. "Oh, yes, bunny... nnnnmmmmmhh! Ahhh!"

The sound of her shifting, throbbing, deercock unloading pulses of pre-cum deep in Random's body, along with the sloshing that followed, echoed through the room above the sound of Vanya's eager groans. Random leaned backwards, elbows bent so his fingers could grip her huge nuts. The rough pumping increased, bouncing him enough to make his head bobble around on his shoulders like a toy.

"Ahhhhhh! I'm commmminngggg!" Vanya gasped.

Her whole body bucked, leaving the ground momentarily before bouncing back off the tiles. Random's belly bulged, swelling into a huge round balloon-like shape that draped forward into Vanya's forelegs. The rabbit's neck and cheeks bulged along with the rest of him as the deertaur's impressive load flooded his much smaller body. Within a few blasts, Random was gushing from both ends while Vanya was just getting started. She didn't stop bucking once during her orgasm and used her limber forelegs to keep the rabbit's hips tightly clenched to the base of her gargantuan cock.

"Yes! More!" she cried out. "Ooooh, yes!"

Her hindquarters surged, bouncing Random all over again as he rode her smooth belly. His own stomach stretched farther away from him as cum poured over his chin. His arms sagged by his sides and his toes curled along the deertaur's flanks, where they hung limp and loose.

"Mmmmhhhffffffffff..."

Vanya eventually slowed her pace. Random tipped over to the side as she pulled her forelegs away, and the overstuffed rabbit slumped onto his side. The deertaur's impressive length pulled free as he went, popping out as he sprawled onto his back before slapping back across his swollen belly. The pink cock throbbed and spit a few streaks across Random's bloated stomach before pulling away as Vanya rolled over in the opposite direction and got to her feet, albeit unsteadily at first.

"Whooo... that was fun," Vanya said. "I guess you're not a half-bad tech after all."

The deertaur blushed as she looked over her shoulder at the gurgling mess of a rabbit she was leaving behind.

"Hey, so, if you wanna hang out sometime, you know, not for a checkup or anything, maybe call me?"

There was a confirmatory gurgle and a weak thumbs up from the rabbit. Vanya grinned and dragged her still half-hard cock with her, leaking and dribbling as she went, into the hallway. There was a taur cleaning station near the exit where she could get her massive dick polished before heading back to her usual rounds.

Back in the office, Random shuddered. He'd need a little bit more time to recover before his next client, so he set himself "away" in the system using his fingers on the floor screen, as his throat was still full of spunk. Meanwhile, he hoped the drains could cope with the flood.

* * *

Several more months passed. The second maintenance checkup with the SynTaur XLi went well and Random passed his 9-month probation review with flying colors. Apparently his client satisfaction scores were through the roof and the video records of him performing his duties were already being used to train the next generation of techs. He was promoted to Grade 4 immediately, but his office remained the same. Now, however, the assignments would include a wider range of SynTaur clients.

While completing registrations, smog checks, oil changes, and other various checkups and maintenance, he found the SynTaurs universally friendly to a fault. Though his client satisfaction scores were through the roof, it was only recently that he was clearing the volume of clients necessary for promotion. The rabbit was proud of his recovery and stamina, even during a memorable double-booking that saw him taking on two massive SynTaurs from either end. Double the SynTaur, double the client satisfaction, he figured.

A week after his promotion, Random finished updating the records of his last visit as the autoclean ran outside of his sealed cubicle. It was kind of like being in a car wash and Random found it relaxing to listen to the water sheeting off the glass-like material. Once he finished tapping in the last few items in meticulous detail following the SynTaur Style Guide to the last punctuation mark, he leaned back and stretched his arms over his head. He had a few hours left on the clock - time enough for one more maintenance inspection.

A system message interrupted him when he tried to mark himself available in the scheduling system, however, and a "Special Appointment Scheduled - Client Arriving Momentarily" message flashed on his screen.

Special Appointment? As a Grade 4 SynTaur Quality Assurance Technician, Random knew he'd get the occasional oddball case - SynTaurs developed all sorts of issues in the field that the engineer geeks and laborataury eggheads didn't foresee, so SQATs like Random were left to figure out solutions on the fly, usually temporary until additional upgrades or replacement parts could be delivered. Grade 1 and 2 Technicians were often promoted into the research or engineering departments after a few years - part of the reason Random chose the position was to get there without having to waste time in a classroom getting degrees when he could get the paws-on experience only available as a SQAT.

Random grinned to himself. He was proud of managing to get promoted so quickly - it was rare to get to Grade 4 without a full year of experience. Plus he was even getting Special Appointments? Hopefully the string of good luck would continue as long as he kept putting in the effort.

The dark furred rabbit emerged from his clear cubicle and sealed it up behind him. There were no important electronics or anything that could be damaged by floods inside, but he still liked a dry lunch once in a while. He also started bringing spare clothes for the trip home - there were fewer stares on the train that way.

No sooner had he turned back around when the door slid aside and a familiar feline head poked through the doorway.

"How's my favorite rabbit tech?" Rebecca Millermoss asked. The enormous tigertaur's forelegs carried her upper torso through into the office. Her powerful hindquarters and long tail followed a bit later.

"Oh, good afternoon, Ms. Millermoss," Random said, standing straight and smiling helpfully. "How can I be of service today? Is the claw still bruised, or did the ointment help?"

The tigress waved a paw side to side in the negative as she stood in front of the rabbit. She was much taller than him, of course, and used her height to impress by leaning forward so that her upper torso angled against the wall, letting her huge chest drape around his head. Not only that, but her sleek, glossy fur looked especially plush and soft as it sloped across the powerful shoulders and arms of her upper body, down her awe-inspiring breasts and taut, hard belly. The orange and black stripes continued down the backside of her underbody, wrapped around her sides and paled to white along her stomach and inner legs. From the angle Random stood, he couldn't see most of the feline's enormous white-furred balls and thick male sheath, but he could easily recognize the scent of her arousal.

"The claw is fine. I need to get something else checked up, actually."

"That's no problem! I saw on your record that you were in the shop last week. What sort of work was done?"

The feline's voice dropped into a pleasant rumble.

"Just a few upgrades, some part replacements here and there. Nothing serious, just cases of wear and tear," she said. "Though there was an optional upgrade I took advantage of, and making sure it's working correctly is where you come in."

Random thought back to the SynTaur's files, but couldn't remember what upgrade she meant.

"Let me look up your files again and I'll see what I can do," the rabbit said. He turned towards the nearest wall and a screen appeared under his fingers. "I should make sure I'm on top of all your new upgrades so I can get the latest operator manuals."

The room suddenly darkened. Random thought the power must have gone out somehow, but then walls of furry white closed around his head and shoulders. The SynTaur's enormous breasts wrapped the rabbit's upper body totally as they pressed into the wall and spread, further squeezing in around him. The tips of his ears were all that poked out of the impressive display of cleavage as the big tigertaur's rumbles vibrated the rabbit like he was sitting on one of those fancy airport lounge chairs on the highest setting.

"Mmmmhhhhh... worst part of the process was that I couldn't do anything for a whole week," the SynTaur purred. "I've been reeeeeeeeally pent up. As soon as I got cleared I charged right on over here. Look, see?"

The tigertaur's chest pressed forward, smooshing Random's face close enough to the screen to see the SynTaur XLi's stats - both her factory settings and the current modified subtotals. The measurements were taken automatically on every visit, ensuring technicians had precise data from which to diagnose faults or symptoms in SynTaur subsystems. Of course, some were also less generally useful, but of some interpersonal interest, and the nearly triple-digit torso measurement certainly piqued his.

"Oh, and that's not the upgrade," the tigress purred. "That's just thanks to the fuel and oil tips you gave me - my fur's never looked better, and I've put on more than fifty pounds of muscle since you last saw me. And oh, my, are those bust enhancers you prescribed doing a trick!"

The wall's disappeared as she pulled back. Her paws wrapped around his hips, reaching underneath her massive swells, as she stepped backwards, pulling him towards the middle of the office. Her chest shivered, bounced, and rubbed, dragging him around as the warm globes enveloped him in thick white fur.

But if these enormously heavy, wonderfully full, delightfully large breasts weren't an official upgrade, but merely a product of superb maintenance, what upgrade was she wanting him to inspect?

"Mmmffffhhh... oooh... I haven't gone a whole week without cumming since I joined SynTaurs," she growled, her purr escalating. "I didn't think it was possible, to be honest."

Rebecca had far too much fun smothering the bunny in breasts, pinning him backwards and forwards against her chest as her claws and paws roamed his hips and thighs, occasionally giving a squeeze to his bulging pants. The SynTaur enjoyed the satisfying squeaks the dark-furred male made.

She pinned Random back up against the wall by his shoulders, smothering his face all over in her plump, fluffy tits. Her nipples were large and pink, but just the right size to get a good, firm attachment with an eager pair of lips, which the rabbit did more than once to Rebecca's pleasure. The big feline's hindquarters tensed and her paws lifted, then settled down, as she twitched and shuddered. She luxuriated in the rabbit's muzzle and eager paws as the small male did his best to please such a gargantuan set of tits.

Soon, though, the feline was ready to test out her new equipment. The hot, flaring need in her belly made the big tigertaur gasp as, between her hind legs, her thick shaft stretched free of the plump, fluffy white sheath. She didn't say anything else as she spun the rabbit around, then onto all fours in front of her. She braced her upper arms against the wall, letting her massive breasts sag low. The taur's wide front paw spread against the rabbit's shoulders while the other roughly tore off his jumpsuit - already half-unthreaded just from the contact with her supersized nipples - and exposed his thick rump cheeks.

"Ooh, it wasn't just me growing over the last few months!"

A wide and thick cock slapped wetly across the rabbit's hips for just a moment before drawing back. The rabbit's thighs winced at the size and his cock jerked, sending a shot of bunny pre across the floor. Saturated in musk, his muzzle dropped open with an expectant moan at the size of her massive erection. Her forepaw wrapped around his shoulders, pinning and holding him in place, as the tip squeezed under his tail, roughly spreading him open. The technician grunted, gasping as his legs kicked involuntarily and his cock sprayed a splatter of cum as he came instantly. He couldn't help it or stop himself bucking back against her, clutching and gasping with need as he took her deeper.

"Nnnfffhhh... s... s-slower," the SynTaur XLi gasped. Her heavy breasts wobbled as the rabbit's arms also braced against the wall but so that he could shove his spread, open hips harder against the throbbing cock jutting from between the feline's hindquarters. His back and shoulders lifted as the thickness inside him lurched, and he bounced through the gap between her forelegs before he wrapped his elbows around her thighs to arrest her progress.

There was a grunt, then a general flexing throughout the massive SynTaur's body. The feline's striped, shaggy coat pulled taut almost everywhere as she flexed, showing off the musculature rippling across her frame. Her hindquarters thrust forward, and the rest of the SynTaur's arousal speared instantly into the small, overstuffed rabbit. His belly fattened from the pre-cum alone. Though he hung from the top of her legs, his stomach already nearly stretched to the floor.

It took a minute or two and the deep, slow thrusts that went on during that time for Random to realize just what the feline's upgrade really was. She'd always been big, able to fill him beyond filling, just like she was now, but the pressure was greater than ever. And though he couldn't see it, he soon realized what it was that was making his whole body twitch and clench in desperate anticipation.

An enormous canine knot swelled at the base of her length, larger and fatter than the attached shaft, and ground into the backs of Random's thighs every time she hilted him, which was getting to be more and more frequent as her intense growls and moans echoed off the glowing walls. The heat was far past what he could imagine, like he was standing with his naked backside to a campfire just feet away. His cheeks bulged and his throat swelled. His eyes went wide, but before he could open, a hand wrapped around the bridge of his muzzle from above. Fingers curled around his lips, clamping his mouth shut, as astronomically large breasts blotted out the light like an eclipse.

"I guess the first test we'll be going in at full size... you shouldn't have gotten me so excited!"

As if that were his fault... but the client was always right, after all. Random barely remembered the test as thick streams of pre-cum poured from his nostrils and squirted from his lips. His bloated belly jiggled as the taur's forelegs settled around his face-down body, keeping him in prime position for humping. The fat knot slapped wet and fast, grinding him until he was desperately humping back into it as best he could with all the weight and fur along his body. She was still leaning over, keeping her paw around his muzzle so he wouldn't leak too much, as her hindquarters pumped harder, pushing and pushing and pushing without pulling back even a bit. Random's shoulders crunched into the taur's forelegs as his eyes rolled back in his head and his cock fired off again, totally dry but able to at least orgasm still.

"Hnnnnggghhhh... I should have only gone for the 3XL," Rebecca groaned. "One more... time!"

The rabbit saw stars. His belly slumped outwards, into the wall and floor all around. He could only wiggle and uselessly clench as the massive knot opened him bigger than he could have expected. He was certainly glad for the optional canine certification courses he took back in training school, but that was about the last thing he could remember thinking coherently after his fingers pushed into the bulge in his belly. The knot alone was wider than he was, and combined with her immense length, he was well and truly sleeved.

Endless orgasmic pleasure rushed through Random. Despite being so fat and swollen with seed that he was leaking like a waterbed full of holes, this exact situation was something of a fantasy of his - he'd never admit it, but getting railed by SynTaurs was his greatest turn on. He'd never ask for it, of course - Random respected the job too much. But it sure did seem to happen an awful lot, not that he'd ever complain.

"Yessssssss... it fits!" the feline huffed. "Nnngghhh... finally... I was worried I went too big after all!"

There was some shuffling on either side of Random. The technician couldn't move or speak, only glug and drain as her immense length, now firmly knotted, spasmed inside him, setting off incredible bolts of pleasure every few seconds. Her muscular legs squeezed and then lifted him up. Something pulled against his chest, then his belly and legs and arms. Cum fountained from his nostrils and muzzle like he was sitting on a firehose, forcing him to drain rapidly as even more thick cum rinsed through him. The straps were wide and padded, making holding him up against her underbody fairly easy and straightforward despite the sag of his bloated stomach.

"Ahhhh... there we go... let's see... what's the command again? Oh - mirror mode, please!"

One wall of the office turned into a mirror, showing the SynTaur her reflection - huge breasts, slightly rumpled pelt, and the half-dozen straps hanging from a padded blanket on her backside. It was like a taut hammock that held the Quality Assurance Technician in place with the minimum of movement or wiggle, which was mostly because of her trembling, jerking knot and cock.

Looking quite pleased with herself, the feline ordered the autowash features to activate, rinsing and drying both herself and the still-leaking rabbit strapped up underneath her.

"There! Now you're ready to help me test out how long this thing takes before it goes down. I've got a few big jobs today, but no complaints if we have to work late!"

The accidental pilot test of the SQAT-on-the-Job program turned out to be a very popular success. Not only was Random, as the SynTaur Technician, available immediately to respond to any potential issues or problems, Rebecca's job satisfaction levels went through the roof. There were also fewer cases of incidental SynTaur arousal cases where random passers-by, secretaries, or shipping dock employees ending up with a smoking rump after the XLi had her way with them. Random, of course, spent the entire shift wriggling and dripping like a water balloon on a garden hose, but despite the stares as Rebecca jogged from place to place lugging huge trailers of equipment around the construction site, it was his favorite day at work ever. The program was so immediately successful - in that word spread amongst the SynTaurs that they could just, like, take their favorite tech with them - that soon SynTech promised a 1:1 technician availability as soon as possible.

Random's second promotion was already in the bag.