Inflatatech World - Episode 1 - Ori Variation 1 (Finished Draft)
#1 of Inflatatech World
Mostly done but might make slight changes later on. This is a text-based series based on a fiction company I made up about 5-8 years ago (not exactly sure when), called Inflatatech. They make sentient living inflatables that are made to be fucked, and be basically companions and stuff, though everything isn't perfect, the toys don't function completely perfectly and almost act like they're flawed, almost like they're more than what they are. It's sort of a romance/fantasy/sci-fi series, based 1200 years in the future where alien furries took over after humanity wiped itself out. Please note that any popping involved in this story is mostly temporary, though there will be instances where it is sort of permanent. Mainly looking for feedback and stuff right now.
Over 1000 years after the age of humans, a furry empire was born. Anthromorphic animals roamed the new earth, and all humans were extinct. Through the process of evolution, the regular animals that were on earth already evolved to grow into anthropomorphic intelligent animals.
Out of this, a company that created sentient inflatables - pooltoys, or for short, toys was born. Their name was Inflatatech, and the first toy they created which helped them create other toys to sell and produce, was named Ori, they were a white orca.
This is an episodic series focused on my imaginary company that makes sentient inflatables, Inflatatech. This series is not always linear.
All characters in this series are over 18+, even if not explicitly stated.
Character Credits (In this Episode):
Unstable/Hydra (Me); Ori, Angelo, Asmodeus (idea for a demon being behind Angelo was Cupid's, but Asmodeus is pretty much my own take on a dominant lustful demon), Tyler, Lucky, Russell, Jeffrey, Erin
Cupid; Cupid
This chapter does have NSFW elements in it. Important Tags to note for this chapter are Sentient Inflatables/Pooltoys, Sex, Cum, Excessive Cum, Popping (Temporary), Sentient Pooltoy Temporary Death, and Bondage, Sex Fantasy, Branding, Demons. Most chapters in this story will have NSFW elements in them, but not all will.
Episode 1: Ori Variation 1
05/07/3299
Inflatatech Labs Room 63
"Ori?" The sentient orca heard someone speak. He couldn't see them yet. This was his first day online. ...That was his name, wasn't it? Primary Purpose: Create Sentient Inflatables. Secondary Purpose: Allow Customers and Staff to use him for sex. Other Core Purposes: N/A "Can you hear me? Are your systems working yet? Please tell me this is working, this is the 14th time I've tried to boot you..."
Ori took a few seconds to answer, though before he had been successfully started, he had been fed the English language and all its words' definitions, books, fanfiction, movies, TV and parts of the internet. His AI would then pick the best words to use in a sentence to talk. He was also fed training videos and porn videos, to know what to do if he was being used. Similar knowledge would be passed to any toy he created, with a unique personality created, modified and molded by any experiences they experienced. "Yes sir, I cannot see you, however... Am I blind, sir?"
"Blind? No!" Ori heard the man chuckling to himself. "I just put a blindfold on you before I activated you. I wanted to test how you'd react, Ori!" The man could be heard by the orca, moving something to the front of the orca, then they were climbing something in front of them, and finally, they then removed the blindfold from his face, allowing the 9-foot tall orca to see. The one in front of them was tall, wait no they weren't, they were only tall because of the stepladder they were standing on. No, they were short, and they were an orange-red otter with a simple yellow-orange mop for hair on their head. They were wearing a plain pair of black pants with red and grey socks and large shoes on, and a simple red button-up/polo shirt with the word 'Inflatatech' stitched into the upper right of the shirt. "Oh, and by the way, call me Angelo. I want you to consider me as your friend, not your boss. Though, you could call me your creator if you want."
"Okay, Angelo." Angelo was now defined in his code under relationships as his friend/creator. "My purpose is to create toys and be used for sex by customers and staff. Is this correct?" Angelo smiled as he stepped down the ladder revealing how short he was. 4'8". "Yeah, that's correct. Your purpose is to create toys based on a blueprint, and also serve any customer that wants to fuck you, or a staff member that wants to test or use your body. Though, I'd like them to record the session, and note down if anything of note happened during the session." Ori nodded at him. "Okay, sir."
"Now, there are a few toys I'd like you to look at to create..." Angelo bent over under a desk and pulled out a few blueprints.
03/07/3299
Inflatatech HQ Meeting Room 2
"Uhmm... Sir?" Angelo would speak up, looking at the tall demon figure pacing around the room. "...You said you wanted to meet, but... I don't know why?" He leaned forwards. "You know I-" The demon interrupted him. "Angelo. Tell me about your ideas for Ori, tell me... about how your toys should function. Because of our deal, it is in my interest to help you, and make them... Special."
"...Right... Yeah, Asmodeus... So... Ori, he's supposed to be really durable, and he's supposed to be sort of smart! Also, in my head he's the one that makes the rest of the toys!" The demon would nod along, walking around the room as he listened. "And in my head the toys, they look like they work by magic, but they don't!" Mhhhm... He looked into his eyes, piercing through his soul. "They have these really durable even after being popped components inside them! A repair mechanism, which repairs damage done to them! A personality control chip, which... controls how they act, makes them have a different personality each!" Asmodeus would interrupt. "These components. Are they visible to the naked eye, and... do you want those components to survive popping?" He got up and put his hand on Angelo's head, slowly stroking and fondling his hair.
"Y-Yeah... So... A battery that gets energy for the toy from three sources! Ummm... Cum! Food and stuff, and... So... I wanna make a renewable energy source made from Cum and other stuff, and I wanna call it Energized Cum Liquid, or ECL!" Mhhhmmm... The demon stroked his hair more. "O-Oh, and a sensor displacement unit, basically telling the toy sensations and feelings around the body!" Mhhhmmm... He slowly moved his hand away. "...I think that's all, but... I think it'd be popular! Also, each toy he makes should be pretty submissive!"
Asmodeus looked at Angelo, with a crooked smile on their face as they looked relaxed, but authorative. "Ori will not have a repair mechanism due to the extra things you want him to have. But how about this. He can swap into new bodies, about 40, for now. I'm not asking for your opinion now, so don't answer. You belong to me, so I'll tell you what I want to do... Each time Ori loses a body, he swaps into a new 'variation'. Slightly different, but still Ori. He may not see it that way." Asmodeus would sit down slowly, letting out a grunt and a puff of purple smoke from his lips. "...Also, each version of Inflatatech you decide to open, only the toys and other demons will know the way around. For you and others on their own, Inflatatech will feel like a maze. Following non-euclidian geometry. Sometimes infact even for toys, they will go places they did not aim to appear. In addition, those personality control chips that also make them submissive. A toy's rubber can be shredded by someone cumming in them too fast, too hard and too much. Then them cumming on the chip... Depending on how much..." The demon smirked wide showing all their sharp golden teeth, Angelo would lean backwards, sweat trickling down his brow as the room got hotter. "...Each toy will become more dominant, more rough, more violent. Less submissive. Though, they will not have sharp claws, nor sharp teeth. But it is very easy for anyone's dick to get stuck and they just keep FILLING and FILLING~" He growled darkly with a lustful grin, drool dribbling down his mouth.
"Give it a week... Your Ori will be taking you from behind, because pet... You never mentioned making Ori submissive. But don't worry. They won't be TOO dominant."
12/10/3299
Inflatatech HQ Room 49
A few months later, Ori had made a few hundred sentient toys, and Inflatatech had sold them to customers in their first location after they had been tested by Inflatatech's Quality Assurance Team. Ori had been tested and used a hundred times or more by staff and customers alike, he had lost count. At first, though, Ori didn't create mass-produced toys. Each toy was different from the others in appearance, but the plan was to make them mass-produced. Orders were sent in with designs for what the person ordering wanted their toy to look like, along with any core features they wanted. This would rake in some money, too.
One of the toys Ori made was being tested before being sold. His name was Lucky. Angelo had named him, saying that his name was based on the fact that his systems booted up the first time proper, which was a first. All Inflatatech Toys and their programming was based on Ori's programming, so they'd react in a slightly similar way to him, though with significant randomness added in to make them very much not exactly like Ori in personality.
Lucky was being tested sexually by someone from the team who he didn't know their name, and he couldn't move most of his body due to being held up in bonds making him look rather like a pinata with straps connected to his body tied around his rubbery soft waist. "Ready, Lucky? I need to make sure your body can hold up to someone like me using you roughly." Lucky looked at him. "I-I'm ready, sir."
"Here I go, then~ Name's Tyler, by the way." Lucky couldn't see Tyler's genitals, though he did see that Tyler's pants did have quite a large bulge in them. Then, Tyler pulled down his pants slowly, unbuckling them as he went, followed by his underwear. "I-It's nice to meet you, Tyler." Lucky hadn't been online for long since he had been created. Primary Function: Allow owner and any testers to use for sex. Secondary Function: Follow the orders of staff and designed owner. Lucky's code told him Tyler's cock right now was 66% erect, and was 12.6 inches long, and 3 and a half inches wide. His systems predicted Tyler would be 15 inches long by the time he was fully erect.
Tyler slowly slid his long, and slowly growing in size shaft into Lucky's tail-hole, looking at Lucky's 5 and a half inches fully erect rubberized penis form, with a cute small pair of also rubberized balls. He had been told none of the toys were designed to have flaccid shafts when designed for sex. Always willing to be fucked. Lucky was a simple toy with not many quirks to his appearance. He was a 5 foot 5 tall toy, and wasn't designed to wear clothes, and none of the other toys was either, so he was stark naked since this would give them significantly less structural integrity. They were designed to be used for sex primarily but could do other tasks. He was a type of dragon toy without wings, his rubber coloured in a shiny darker blue but not navy blue texture, some parts like his belly up to his muzzle and extruding parts of his face were painted white, along with the underside of his tail and incidentally around his tail-hole was also white leading inside the rubbery slightly unrealistic hole. The only other parts of his body that were coloured white were the lower half of his arms and the tips of his ears, the two plastic handles attached to his hips, and the other two plastic handles attached to the upper part of his tail. He felt Tyler grab the two handles on his hips tightly and pull him towards him sliding his entire shaft all the way to the base into his body. He looked down and saw his stomach bulging slightly with Tyler's shaft.
Lucky couldn't help but let out a loud moan as Tyler slowly pushed all the way in. His systems also told him that the cock size of people around the planet could vary massively from person to person. Going from 3-4 inches to up to 60 inches, with dicks that measured in diameter from half an inch and 4-7 inches thick in diameter. Lucky felt Tyler then slowly start going in and out, his tester's cock pulling out halfway each time and going in with some heft, each time going balls deep, and then he felt Tyler's hands go to the handles on his tail and grabbing them tight, as Tyler started to speed up, thrusting in and out. "What are you d-doing? Y-You might break me..." He whimpered slightly as Tyler's thrusts became more forceful, lacking care.
In, out, in, out. That was what Lucky felt Tyler doing with his body, with each thrust he felt a synthetic wave of pleasure rise through his body,, though it hurt. This was what he was primarily made for, right? Sex. He was programmed to be good at it, porn was fed into his system to know what to do, at least in theory. "Heh... They told me to stress-test ya before bringing you to ya new owner... So I'm trying to break ya. Pop ya. We only sell prototype toys that survive~" Tyler started to speed up again, ramming his cock in and out of Lucky again and again. His systems told him that he currently had a 34% risk of popping because of Tyler. He assumed that if he was going to pop, his risk of popping would increase to 100%, and it had been steadily and rapidly increasing. His system had important details constantly detailing what his body was doing to tell him diagnostic information that was both useful for him, the ones testing him, and then later data gathering on what his systems had gathered during the session.
A few minutes passed, and Tyler was speeding up, more and more by the second until he suddenly slammed into him and stopped thrusting. This was his first experience being tested so he didn't know what was coming next. He moaned as he started to feel Tyler fill him up, warm cum trickling down his hole and into his rubbery belly which started to swell slightly, more and more. His systems reported back the popping risk rapidly going from 34% to 66% then 78% then 99%, before finally Tyler finished in him. It wasn't too long though before Tyler was done, slowly pulling out. The popping risk his systems reported steadily decreased now as the cum Tyler filled him with began to pour out. "You've passed. Good luck with ya owner... Ya might need it, a lot of people who buy toys from us seem to want to break them, something about destroying something expensive sexually driving them up the wall~" Lucky's systems reported that Tyler now appeared to be 15.1 inches long.
12/10/3299
Inflatatech HQ Lobby
After the heavy testing session Tyler had put Lucky through, another staff member walked Lucky through to the lobby, though Lucky was too excited to meet his new owner to notice what the other staff member looked like. Come to think of it, he didn't notice what Tyler had looked like. If there was a problem with his code, he wouldn't have been brought to his new owner to be bought, now would he? That's what his systems reassured him with.
When Lucky got to the lobby with the staff member, it was busy in there, with many eyes going to him. He... didn't still have his cock out, right? He looked down. No. No, he didn't. Then, he heard a voice. "Heyyy! You got my toy, huh?" He looked up, and for the first time today he could tell what someone looked like. They were wearing a large pair of black and red shorts, with no shirt on, but wearing a brown thin vest, showing off their entire chest. They were male, because of the bulge in their pants he could see, and they had abs. They had a big smirk on their face, and... they looked like a painted dog, specifically maybe... He didn't know. They just looked like a painted dog. The staff member looked at him, and... Lucky couldn't see what they looked like. Huh? "Yep, that'll be 500 credits, sir." The man, who Lucky could see what they looked like again when he looked at them again. So, he couldn't see what staff members looked like. He just couldn't. Huh. Then the man looked at the staff member and smirked wider.
He pulled out a wad of black paper with white numbers and letters on them. "Here ya go!" He watched the staff member count the credits in the notes he was given. "100, 200, 300... 400... 500. Thank you! He's yours now, sir." The man smirked wider and grabbed Lucky by the right shoulder and pulled him outside, being significantly bigger and taller than Lucky. "C'mon, let's get you home~" Lucky immediately knew the man was horny. How much, though? He didn't know. They got to a red van with no notable details on it, other than yellow plates on the front and back. They walked around to the right side of the van, and the man unlocked the driver's side door, and opened it. He patted the seat hard, and watched as Lucky, just... tilted his head. "...Huh. First car journey, huh? I was doing it wrong anyways." He climbed onto the seat himself, then patted his lap. He sighed when Lucky tilted his head to the other side. "I... don't know what you want me to do..." He sighed loudly. "I thought they taught you common sense and what to do when your owner wants sex!" Lucky looked at him. "You want sex? I didn't know that... I don't know your name, either!"
He sighed. "...Okay. My name's Russell, okay? Now get in. I'll do the rest." Lucky slowly tried to climb in, and as he did, Russell grabbed the handles on his hips, and forced him to get infront of him below the seat, kneeling on his knees, his face and more importantly his mouth, was inches away from Russell's large bulge. "Ready? Eh, don't answer that. I already know the answer, apparently you sex-toys are always ready for sex~" He pulled his shorts partially down, making his fully erect shaft ping out, standing tall. Lucky looked up and down him. His systems after a few seconds told him that Russell was 17 inches long. Simulated awe. "Heh, surprised I'm so big? Open wide, heheh...~" Lucky immediately followed the order, opening his maw open wide, synthetic saliva trickling down the inside of his mouth.
Unlike his tester, Russell didn't hold back at all, immediately pushing hard and forcing his entire shaft down Lucky's throat, leaving him no opportunity to talk. He smirked down at Lucky. "Alrrrrright, here we go~!" He drooled slightly as he placed his left hand on the wheel and his other hand atop Lucky's head. He then started to force Lucky to bob up and down on his shaft, picking up pace quickly, Lucky's face hitting his balls pretty hard each time.
As he drove, he kept forcing Lucky to bob his mouth up and down his shaft, going up about 5 inches before going straight back down, again and again. "Heh, heh..." He smirked, watching Lucky's eyes shut tight. "So, they gave you a few quirks, heheh..." He started to speed up, his pace increasing more as Lucky started going up 4 inches now and going up and down faster. "Fuck, you have a nice throat... I'm gonna burst soon~"
And burst he did, his pace picking up significantly as Lucky went from going up 4 inches up and down to 3, then 2, then 1, before his mouth was barely leaving his balls, before the thrusting stopped, Russell thrusting in one final time, Lucky's mouth hitting Russell's balls hard. Russell then started to howl, lifting his head up slightly but keeping his eyes on the road, as he began to fill Lucky more and more. Russell couldn't see Lucky's belly swelling up more and more. Lucky's systems started to report his popping risk rapidly going up as he was filled, going from 40% to 68%, then 89%, then 94%... Then 100%-
Russell was jolted to looking back down as Lucky stared into space, his body creaking and squeaking loudly, a loud and long creaking sound picking up in pitch, before Russell heard a loud banging sound, where Lucky was below his seat... Was now blue and yellow shards. His new toy had just popped like a balloon. As Russell began to start driving again, he noticed that Lucky wasn't reforming. "...I thought the guide said popped toys would come back as long as you didn't fill them beyond 250% capacity, but... that wasn't... right?" He asked to no-one. "...Guess I gotta head back to Inflatatech..." He turned around, looking down at his shaft which was now covered heavily in cum. He sighed, and pulled his shorts over his shaft, since he was done with Lucky. He kinda hoped that Lucky wouldn't kinda pop permanently, he wanted to grow attached to the little toy, the cocksleeve. "Lucky I got a receipt... Wait..." He growled loudly as he kept driving towards Inflatatech. "They didn't give me a receipt!"
He finally got to Inflatatech. Then, he wondered. Actually, did they have chips or something? He got parked, and got to leave his van, and when he did, he saw on the cum stained mat under his seat... He'd need to clean that later... A silvery white 6 inch long, 6 inch wide piece of metal with intricate details on it. He picked it up. "Huh, so they do have chips. I think. Think it's cum stained, though... Heheh..." It dripped a little with white warm liquid dripping off it onto the ground. "...Yeah, it's cum-stained. I... dunno what that means, though."
He went back inside, and waited in the queue to the reception. He eventually finally got to someone after 20 minutes of waiting in line. "Hey, uhh... I wasn't given a receipt for my toy, but... I was using them on the way home, I kinda filled them up till they popped and they popped like a balloon, but the guide says that any toy accidentally permanently popped within 6 months of purchase can be brought back to where you bought them from, and be immediately rebuilt, right?" He noted what the receptionist looked like. Huh, most people here were guys, including the staff. They looked like a black panda with a little tuft of white fur on the top of their head, and what he could see, they were wearing a red hoodie with the word "Inflatatech" stitched onto the upper right corner of the hoodie, in white text.
They looked up at him. "Huh, the guy giving you must've forgot. Oh, and... Permanently popping is usually called shredding. It happens a bunch, usually when you cum too fast~ too hard~ too much~" He gigled, then he took him for face-value. "Okay so, do you have their chip? ...Or would you like a toy from our backroom, Ori kinda made too many toys for Angelo, and Angelo doesn't need that many. We're kinda giving them out. Warranty still applies to them, too." He smirked. "I'm guessing I can't choose both, eh... Yeah. Here." He put the chip down on the desk. The receptionist looked at the chip, getting up a little. Russell couldn't help but notice... They were pretty thicc. He wanted to fuck them... He shook his head. He had just used someone, he didn't need to fuck again really. Not for a while. Then, the receptionist looked up at him. "Hey, it's... A bit cum-stained. If we bring him back, he's probably gonna have... a lot of glitches because of that. You sure you don't want one of the toys from the backroom? No extra cost." ...Huh? Russell blinked. "...How glitched?"
"They could have so many different quirks than normal, and not all of them could be good, they could need sex so much that they kinda drain you... Or trying to not be a toy, y'know, trying to make you the toy, by dominating you... or trying. Unwanted quirks basically. Also, they might have phantom feelings and thoughts because of the... cum-stained chip."
He looked away. He sighed. "Can I pick which one I want?" Nod nod.
He was led into a room where about 30 other toys, all... male... Sitting in a lounge area. "Alright... Take your pick!" Russell couldn't help but stare at the panda's rear. They were only wearing these really short and revealing shorts. Did they know he could practically see their whole ass? Russell started to stare into space as he daydreamed. He saw himself approach the panda, pulling his pants down, his erect 17 inch cock springing out and beginning to drip onto the floor as he approached the panda, turning them around so they showed their behind to him with his strong hands.
He slowly pulled their revealing shorts down and pressed his cock against their hole, before going in, the panda moaning out. "Sir?!" He penetrated the panda deeper until he was slowly and finally getting balls deep inside the panda, his hands going to the panda's buttocks and starting to move him back and forth, back and forth, moving him hard. "Sir?? ...Oh god he's leaking... Another one's fantasizing about me..." SLAP! ...Huh?
"Huh? What?" He blinked, looking down before rubbing his face where the panda had just hit him. "...Didja need to do that?" The panda looked at him. "You were daydreaming sir, you're supposed to be picking out a replacement toy for yourself, or whoever it is you work for..." He blinked. "Oh. Right." Then, he looked over at them, looking at each one before deciding he liked the look of one sitting alone staring into space. He could see they had wide hips, which meant they had a big butt, and they were cute. They were a yellow mouse toy with white stripes. "I... pick that yellow mouse one over there." He pointed. The receptionist looked at him, then at the toy. "Hey, Jeffrey! You have an owner now!" The toy jumped up, and they were probably a fair bit shorter than his last toy. "...Yay!!" This time he wasn't gonna fuck them immediately. Even... if he felt aroused. He did feel a hotness inbetween his legs. "J...Jeffrey, huh? L...Let's go, pal." He walked Jeffrey outside with a slightly wavering smirk on his face, a hand on their shoulder.
The receptionist watched them leave with a smile that turned into a smirk on his face, and once they were gone, he looked at the white-ish silver chip still in his hands, watching it drip slightly. "And you'll be for me, Lucky~" He said once they were fully out of earshot. He walked back to the reception, pocketing the chip, seeing the lobby empty, and how dark it was outside. "...Oh, it's closing time now."
12/10/3299
Russell's Van
The journey home took about a hour, with Jeffrey this time sitting in the passenger seat right next to Russell. They hadn't talked much, with Jeffrey too nervous to ask anything, playing with his large soft rubbery paws. When they got to Russell's home, which was a simple but large seeming bungalow, Russell was the first to get out, then he let Jeffrey out, helping him down as Jeffrey seemed too nervous to get out. "Nervous quirk, huh? Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill ya... not permanently, anyways. Besides, if I do, I can always return your chip before 6 months have passed, heheh."
He put Jeffrey down. "Y-Yes sir... I-I... couldn't help but notice you did kill a toy, though... What happened to the toy you killed in your seat?" Oh right... He did need to clean that. "...I kinda got too eager and facefucked him. Overfilled him and popped him. His chip was cum-stained afterwards, and... uhh... The receptionist recommended that I get a new toy instead of getting him fixed." Jeffrey looked at him, surprised, blushing. "Are you going to use me?" Before Russell could reply, Jeffrey hit him with more. "And... the r-receptionist usually just takes chips like that for themselves or o-other staff members like him... He likes toys dominating him, and t-theres a few like that where I used to l-live... You didn't know that, did you...?" Russell took a breath. "Right. I probably wouldn't want a toy to dominate me. I'm a top. And... Yeah. You're my toy. But don't worry, I won't break you, not intentionally. Past that? Heh... I'm rough, so you better get used to it~" Jeffrey looked away. "I'm different than other toys, I'm... more of a multi-purpose toy than just for s-sex, but I can do it too... Can you... w-warn me before you start using me?"
"Sure thing, bud." He smiled, then shut the door Jeffrey left from in the van, and then went to his side and shut and locked his door. He patted the door twice then went to the front door. "C'mon, then. I'll tell you when I'm gonna use you, alright?" Jeffrey followed him in, nodding, before saying in an almost begging tone. "P-Please don't replace me though, I don't want to become a dominating toy!" Russell couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry, heheh... As long as I live, you're going to be my little bottom toy. Even if I have ta force ya to be a bottom to me."
They had just gotten inside, Russell shutting the door behind him, and turned to Jeffrey. "...Fuck it." Jeffrey blinked, looking at him. "Huh? ...Fuck it? F-Fuck who??" Russell would drop his shorts, revealing his big and long, dripping 17 inch cock. "You, heh... Get on your knees and open wide."
Jeffrey's eyes went wide. "Y-yes, s-sir!" He slowly went down to his knees, and Russell would briefly look down at his lower half, seeing just how thicc Jeffrey was made Russell want to keep Jeffrey mainly for himself. But he technically only sort of belonged to him."Now, open wide~" Jeffrey blushed. "O-Okay!" He opened his mouth as wide as he could, his face level with even from a distance from Russell's large cock.
"Good boy~" He'd close the gap and place his hands on Jeffrey's head, his grip tightening for a few moments as he pushed his shaft inside Jeffrey's mouth, and then down Jeffrey's soft, rubbery and wet throat. "...Heh... It feels so good, heheh...~ Almost like the real thing, heh...~" He'd slide his cock in and out of Jeffrey's throat, at first being gentle, not fucking his throat too hard, the base of his cock and his heavy balls every thrust softly hitting Jeffrey's rubbery soft chin. Jeffrey would let out soft moans into Russell's cock, his body squeaking gently with each thrust.
He'd slowly pick up pace, his balls slapping into Jeffrey's face repeatedly again, and again. His cock going in and out of Jeffrey's throat, the wetness of Jeffrey's throat and mouth, made his cock feel wet and hot to Russell. He smirked. "Daddy's gonna cum~" He sped up just a little bit before slowing down and hitting the base one last time, stopping and shooting out a thick beam of hot cum down Jeffrey's throat, Jeffrey's body creaking slightly as his belly swelled up a bit with the cum going down. Russell would then pull out of Jeffrey's mouth, his cock dripping with cum. Jeffrey looked at him. "...A-Are you sat-satisified?" Russell would laugh, picking Jeffrey up by his shoulders by both hands. "I ain't done yet, toy boy~" He'd spin him around so Jeffrey had his back to him, rear rubbing against his wet and dripping cock.
"A-Are you... g-gonna fuck me? P-Please... don't pop me..." Russell covered Jeffrey's eyes with 1 hand as Jeffrey's head was against his pecs, which were behind a thin layer of clothing. This making Jeffrey let out a little squeak. "I'm not gonna." He slowly inserted his cock inbetween Jeffrey's rubbery thicc asscheeks, and slid it gently inside his tailhole, holding onto his right asscheek with his other hand, slowly going deeper and deeper, before reaching about 9 inches. "Ready~?" Jeffrey shuddered slightly. "Y...Yeah! P-Please don't b-"
Jeffrey was interrupted by Russell roughly going balls deep inside his rubbery ass, Jeffrey feeling his belly swell up with the cock bulging out his stomach. "What was that, you cutie~?" Jeffrey let out a loud squeak, his body making a loud rubbery squeaking noise too just before Jeffrey would. "I-I was saying-" Russell would start to go in and out, which made Jeffrey start moaning softly. "P-Please don't be too rough! A-Ah~ Y-You're really big, and... Aaah...~ I don't w-want to pop...~!" Russell just smirked as he got a bit rougher. "What like this? Heheh...~"
Russell sped up, loud plapping and slapping noises reverberating through the room as his cock and balls would go deep and then slap against Jeffrey's rear. "N-No! Please don't be too r-rough... I... I... I..." Jeffrey's head would suddenly go limp in Russell's grip. "...Jeffrey?" But, Russell didn't slow down. "...You passed out? Toys can do that?" He kept fucking him roughly. "...I'm still gonna finish... I'm... close~ ...You can't hear me, can ya?" The toy didn't respond to anything he had said. "Haaah~ Haaah...~!" He got faster and faster until he slowed down before pulling out hard and covering Jeffrey's thicc, but limp body with his hot warm cum. He took his hand off Jeffrey's eyes and let go of him gently, and he immediately regretted that.
Jeffrey fell straight down to the floor, face-first, making a loud squeaking noise as he did, cum dribbling down his body. "J...Jeffrey!" He flipped him over. Jeffrey's eyes were pitch black, and... and... He wasn't responding as Russell prodded him and poked him. "...Jeffrey..." Russell would then get an idea. It woke him up when he was daydreaming. He moved his hand back hard and slapped Jeffrey hard on the face. Jeffrey yelped loudly and woke up, his eyes flickering on, though they were dim. "...Low power..." ...Russell stared at him. "...Thank god you... ain't dead... Hey, Jeffrey? ...What kind of stuff do you need to charge you?" Jeffrey yawned, lying on the floor and hardly moving. "Inflatatech have something called ECL on sale... It's... Energized Cum... I... I think I'm gonna fall... asleep..." Jeffrey's eyes would dim again before going black, but this time, Russell knew.
Jeffrey wasn't dead, just 'asleep'.
12/10/3299
Inflatatech Labs Basement Level 3
"Hehehe... Time to build your new body, Lucky..." The panda receptionist handed the stained white and silvery chip to Ori. "Please rebuild him for me, Ori~! I'll let you have a few rounds with me, hehe..." Ori just nodded at him as he held the chip in his hands, the receptionist watched as the chip began to glow. "Okay, Erin." The chip began to float into the air, Ori's eyes beginning to glow a bright blue, and so did the chip. A new rubber casing formed around the chip, looking exactly as Lucky did when he was first created, but bigger. A dark blue dragon, with a white belly, white horns and a tail that was curved and white where it connected to his tailhole and belly, and blue and spiked when it was connected to his back. He still had no wings.
The toy then fell to the floor, unmoving. "...Guess they need to sleep, hehe..." Erin picked him up with one hand. "I'll see you later, Ori...~" Ori looked at him, and then waved him off as he turned around to leave. "See you tomorrow, Erin. I will hold you to your promise."
Angelo's Room
"Hi there, cutie~" A girl phased through the wall, standing tall and having a tail swinging back and forth with a spike at the end, she was wearing lingerie around her pink body, white stripes and dots going down her form, her frizzy red hair jostling about a bit as she walked towards Angelo. "W-Who are you?! I-I... I wasn't expecting visitors!" She came close to him and dragged a claw up his cheek, lightly scratching his cheek, cutting it slightly and smiling as she kissed the slight wound she made, it quickly healing as she did. "You can call me Cupid~ You're a cutie, and I'm going to play with you for the rest of your life!" She slowly removed the lingerie, sitting on his clothed lap. "Shhh... You'll get that next time... But I wanted to quickly mark you so most demons don't try to mess with you unless... Asmo says otherwise~" Her hand glowed red as she pulled his shirt up with the other hand, and gently placed her glowing hand on his bare stomach, him hissing and trying to back away, panicking as a gentle sizzling noise was heard.
She would slowly remove her hand. "Now, if anyone gives you trouble. Show them your stomach and tell them... Cupid marked you~ Until next time, but don't worry... You won't be waiting too long~" Cupid would fade away like she wasn't there. Angelo looked down at his stomach, gulping, the burning and sizzling handprint that slowly calmed down on his stomach a reminder that she very much had been. The mark slowly stopped burning and sizzling, becoming a hand-shaped branding on his stomach. "...I-I guess I'm owned by demons now..."
End of Episode 1