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Factory of Living Toys © Sarvak

The sleek black limousine turned off the main road and started to make its way through the wide streets of the large industrial estate. Passing warehouses and factories it finally turned off the street and pulled into a courtyard outside of a rather large factory. It was a very modern looking building; plate glass windows covered the front of the main office building, the main factory warehouse and machinery building set back behind the modern offices with an expensive looking steel and aluminium façade.

The driver's door snapped opened and a gryphon clambered out, pulling on a cap and hurrying around to the far side to open the main door. He looked quite harried, feathers ruffled, wings cocked at a slanted angle and a perpetual frown marring his features. Pulling the side door open he stepped to one side as a very large lion clambered out. He had a long thick mane of that surrounded his head and spilt over the shoulders of his business suit. Broad shouldered and very tall he was the epitome of masculine male lion. He had dark eyes and a frown for the gryphon as he held the door for the other two occupants of the limo to get out.

Two lions, slightly smaller then the other with light brown manes, dressed in snappy business suits that gave them an air of authority despite their apparent youth. The gryphon shut the door and hurried ahead quickly to pull open the door into the factory reception. The large black haired lion glanced at his sons, nodded for them to follow and walked forward.

"Keep up both of you and pay attention to everything I'll be quizzing you both on it at the end and I expect well informed opinions."

Both lions nodded and started to look around, "Yes father." They chorused as they passed inside leaving the gryphon to bring up the rear carrying a large case.

"Vaneal get the papers ready." The larger lion demanded then walked toward the rather startled looking receptionist. Leaving his secretary to paw through the case for the correct papers the alpha lion stopped by the reception desk and glowered down at the woman.

"I am Fredrick Jarisla, get Dr Galsworthy down here and tell him I want to talk to him about my investment." He waved a hand at the gryphon. "I got his request for more funding and I'd discuss it with him right now."

Quick phones call by the squirrel behind the desk located the boss and with nervous glance at the impatient lion she steeled herself to speak. He was being flanked by the younger pair which just added to the air of intimidation. "Dr Galsworthy will be right down Mr Jarisla, would you care for a drink? Perhaps to take a seat whilst I send for refreshments?"

He gave her such a stare that she found herself drawing back in fear. He shook his head then moved off to stare at the floor directory. The inside of the office building was as fancy and modern as the outside had suggested. Steel spiral staircases, glass elevators, lots of pot plants. It was all very fanciful and expensive looking which made him snort in distaste.

"See boys, he's wasted all this money on a fancy office for himself and now is begging me for more cash. Well I have a few choice words for Dr Galsworthy; if he wants more money I expect better results on top of all this waste."

His sons nodded then one of then pointed at the orange furred fox in a white lab coat and goggles that was approaching. Fredrick turned and regarded the fox behind the successful company. He was short compared to him, thin and gangly but with bright eyes and a warm smile for one of his chief investors.

"Mr Jarisla, sorry to keep you waiting I was in the lab working on a new project. It is very nice to see you again, what brings you out to the factory today?"

The lion waved at his gryphon, Vaneal pulled out a sheath of papers and handed them to his boss. "This request for an increase in investment, you are asking me to plough forty percent of the return back into the factory and frankly Dr Galsworthy I don't know if I want to give you any more of my money. Not after seeing how you've spent it on lavish offices and real estate."

The fox shook his head, "I promise you Mr Jarisla nothing was wasted, we give a lot of tours to our customers and it helps to keep the factory in the black. All those customers leave here more then satisfied and spread the word which brings in more customers."

Frowning the lion waved a paw, "Well then lets see the big tour then, impress me Dr Galsworthy, show me what this place does and how my money isn't wasted. A... sex toy factory on my portfolio is quite the risk and I don't know if I want to keep it. Vaneal here says the figures and profits speak for themselves but my sons agree that putting forty percent of our profit from this venture back into the business is a risky undertaking. I want convincing doctor."

Doing his best to not grimace Sarvak smiled and waved toward a pair of double doors on the opposite side of the lobby. "I promise you Mr Jarisla, boys that nothing is wasted. Come the tour awaits and I promise it will change your outlook on the factory." The three lions fell in behind Sarvak as he moved through the ground floor toward the entrance to the factory proper. He glanced back and frowned at the way the gryphon was lugging the heavy document case along whilst trying to write down a list of what the two younger lions wanted for lunch.

"Do not bother about food, lunch will be provided at the end of the tour." He smiled warmly at Fredrick, "It's the least I can do for one of my investors. We have a lot of tours as I said and one of the features is the free lunch at the end and a sample of our works, nothing extravagant but a token that they can take away with them as a memento."

Frowning, the lion glanced at the fox, "Your tour paperwork promises their weight in merchandise. How is that not extravagant." Sarvak stopped outside a door and smiled sheepishly, "I promise the cost is minimal. Here we need to wear these." He opened a locker and pulled out several sets of pristine white coveralls for everyone. "Paper coveralls, we try to keep the factory floor clean at all times so I have to ask you all to wear them."

Sighing at the inconvenience Fredrick and his sons stood around like useless lumps, moving arms and legs as needed as they waited for their gryphon secretary to clothe them. Sarvak was frowning during this process as the put upon gryphon finished zipping the three lions in.

"I'll have to call down to supply to get one for Mr Vaneal we don't have any suitable for an avian at the moment."

Shaking his head, impatient to get on with it Fredrick pushed forward and opened the outer door to the factor. "Vaneal go wait in the lunch room or something. We'll be back soon, I have no intention to waste any more time on this then I have too Dr Galsworthy."

The fox gave the gryphon an apologetic smile then hustled the lions into the small room. Once the door was shut a blast of air ruffled their paper coveralls then as the machines stilled the inner doors open and Sarvak led the party through onto the factory floor. Fredrick walked in and looked up and nodded, the machinery certainly looked impressive. Large glass cylinders filled with a variety of liquids where moved around the room by a large crane attached to the ceiling. These cylinders where then lowered into metal housing that had a variety of pipes leading from them. Through this the thick viscous material was pumped into various machines were moulding and shaping of the liquid occurred. Sometimes the liquid was pumped through several different machines before a finished product came out of the far side. After they emerged they were carted through a drying machine and then passed through a hole in the wall into the room beyond. Moving along the central aisle Dr Galsworthy explained each stage of process and what each machine was doing. A lot of it was very technical but Fredrick seemed impressed by the over-all operation.

One of his sons, Rainel spoke up as they stood near an assembly rig watching the thick black liquid being pumped into a machine from which emerged a variety of latex hoods. "You have such a great diversity of products," moving along the line he picked up one that had emerged from the drying machine, feeling over it. The latex was warm and seemed to twitch in his grasp, his soft paw pads sliding over it.

"How do you secure such a vast supply of raw materials? This sort of rubber is really expensive."

Smiling the fox shook his head, "Not at all actually, our materials are one of the things that are the cheapest to purchase. Our costs are minimal I have a very good deal with our suppliers."

"I'd like to see the paperwork on that deal." Fredrick rumbled up then glanced at his other son who was examining some of the toys being produced. "Any questions Lester?"

"How do you make them so vibrant? I mean this is warm and squirming." He held up the toy and smiled. "And the colours, you have such a wide variety of colours but that one is all mixed together." He pointed up at one of the glass cylinders, it was filled with red, white and black liquid all melded together but not bleeding colour into each other. "I can see the machines are separating the three colours but why are they mixed like that?"

Smiling at the question he tapped his nose "I'm afraid the secret of how we make our living toys is closely guarded. I'm not sure I could reveal it." He glanced at Fredrick who had turned his full attention onto the fox, his interest piqued by the way he was avoiding that particular topic. "As for the mixing it is all a matter of chemistry. See the batches of latex we make have the colour added before we liquefy it. It all comes in colour themed blocks. Once heated and melted we separate the colours and add them too the appropriate moulds."

Lester frowned at the answer; there was something about it that seemed a bit off. Before he could dig deeper, however the doctor was ushering them through into another factory room. This room showed a variety of machines mixing latex and silicon together to make a variety of lubricants in various colours and flavours. The doctor was expounding upon the various types used with what toys and Lester and Rainel were fascinated laughing at some of the pictures and their father permitted them this moment of levity as he questioned and probed Dr Galsworthy about the various aspects of marketing and selling that were conducted here at the factory.

Most of it was boring, lists of figures and numbers and various interactions with delivery people and shops who stocked there goods along with how well the online store was doing in the volatile market. Fredrick was not paying much attention to the actual goods but was trying to build a sound view of the business so he could decide if it was worth his money. Sarvak led them through the packaging room were several people carried out a variety of tasks from wrapping the toys and boxing them to labelling and franking packages for delivery. It was certainly busy and they appeared to be doing a roaring trade but something about the whole set up was nagging at Fredrick. He'd put quite a bit of money into this place but his instincts told him to pull out now that it had paid off.

"Dr Galsworthy," he interrupted an explanation of their spreader toys the fox had been giving to his boys. "I think if I am to put any of my money back into this business I must insist on seeing everything." He caught the fox's eyes, a steely glint shining in the dark liquid depths. "I'd like to see how you make the toys seem so alive and real. I'm a major investor, that secret is partly owned by me I think it is time you shared."

The fox gave the black haired lion a stern look then nodded, "Very well, this way." Turning he started toward a door and led the way through the factory and upstairs into a rather plush waiting room. "Please avail yourselves of lunch whilst I make the necessary preparations for us to enter the laboratory. It is a clean room and I have to make certain we do not disturb my technical staff."

Sitting down the lion flicked a hand, signalling for one of his boys to bring him food. Once he had a plate of sandwiches he settled back, munching on them and thinking. Once he understood how the secret worked he'd yank his funding, wind this place up and hold an auction. He'd make more money selling the secret of the life-life toy formula on the open market to one of the established markets. He was so caught up in his thoughts and scheming he didn't notice what his sons were up to at first. When he did the sandwich in his hand dropped to the floor and he found himself staring in shock.

Lester had Raniel pinned against a wall, his thick barbed leonine shaft slathered in butter; he was ramming it back and forth into his brother's. "Les... Lester what do you ... think you... are doing...." he tried to be indignant but the rage and disgust he should have been feeling was being crowded out of his head by the sight. He couldn't tear his eyes away from that thick shaft as it glistened with grease and pre and slid in and out of his other son's arse. Tugging at the collar of his shirt Fredrick staggered too his feet, the scents of his son mingled with the food and he absently grabbed another sandwich and stuffed it in his maw. At the same time he used his claws to shred his shirt and jacket, throwing them onto the floor. Pawing at his trousers he ripped them off and charged across the room. He grabbed Lester's neck, pushed him against the wall and rammed his own barbed dick into the tight virgin rear of his son.

Part of his mind was still protesting that this was wrong but he was lost in a fog of delirious need. Lester bucked obligingly beneath him and Raniel was moaning and trying to reach his own needy shaft but it was proving too difficult. With a bestial roar that was more befitting a true lion then a businessman Fredrick bit down hard on his son's neck and started to fuck in and out of him faster, harder, driving himself toward a wild orgasm. Lester lost control first, whimpering, biting down on his brother's shoulder as he blasted a jet of cum deep into his tight squeezing rump. His arse clenched from the pleasure, milking his dad's cock, causing him to scream in surprise as those barbs latched onto the inside of his arse and his father's thick cream spurted into his rump.

Groaning in tandem the three lions carefully extricated themselves from one another and started to kiss, a pair of paws wrapping about Raniel's needy, unspent dick, teasing him with short jerks and tender gliding strokes. A buzz surprised them, shocking their lust addled minds, the source turned out to be the door on the far wall.

"If you three would like to go through, the lab room is ready for you now." The three lions staggered together through the doorway, minds a cloudy haze of emotion and need. If any of them registered that the room they had entered was actually a glass cylinder they showed no sign of it. The two boys wrestled their father onto his back and he began to obediently suck on the cock present to his lips as one of them straddled him. Too delirious to care at this point Fredrick started to suck on it, groaning as his legs were lifted up and a barbed cock slid under his tail and pushed up into his body.

The room shook slightly and the floor beneath them started to warm up as the cylinder was locked into place atop a strange heating apparatus. The three lions didn't care however; their minds had been overwhelmed by pleasure and the strange gas being pumped into the glass prison with them only intensified the effect.

Bucking their bodies back and forth the three business lions barely noticed as their fur started to clump together, individual hairs starting to melt and cling, melting together steadily. Inside their bodies had already succumbed to the transformative liquid they had been fed, making their organs melt, their bodies become more flexible. This allowed the three to move against one another, limbs lost in a mass of thrusting need. Fredrick's mouth stuck to his son's cock as the boy in his arse found it impossible to pull back out. Faces and bodies starting to sag and droop the three began to lose some definition as the final stage of their transformation began.

All that was left now was for the three to melt into each other, slowly being reduced into a large pool of golden yellow latex with swirls of black mixed throughout. Lester roared one final time, arching back as he hit an orgasmic peak, falling so his shoulders squished into the glass of the cylinder, body drooping, melting sagging down into the thick viscous mass of latex that had been his father. He watched his other brother pawing at his chest, arms sticking to his sides, coming away with long strings of goo then passed out with a shuddering glorp as he lost all the ability to maintain a solid shape at all.

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Vaneal the gryphon was sat on a chair in some miserable corridor of the factory waiting patiently for his employers to get back. He looked up as a door opened and Dr Galworthy strolled over. "Mr Vaneal would you follow me please," The fox beckoned and the gryphon followed, albeit a bit puzzled.

He started to ask why he didn't need a paper suit like the others when the fox held up a paw. "Hush, you'll see soon enough what you need to see."

Curiosity perked the gryphon followed the fox around the factory floor and stopped when the fox did. Smiling he pointed up at a large glass cylinder. What he saw made his jaw drop, stumbling back a few steps he fell onto his rump and watched in horrified fascination as he saw the strange, gooey outlines of his employer and his sons melting into one another. They were merging, melding, mingling into a single mass of yellow and black liquid that filled the entire glass chamber almost half way.

"What is this! What have you done!" The gryphon screamed, trying to pull away from the fox who had taken a surprisingly firm grip on his shoulder.

"I am showing you what they wanted to see, the secret of living toys Inc. Watch and you'll see some more interesting facts."

Vaneal found himself staring as machines detached the glass chamber and lifted it away from the heating apparatus. It was moved atop some sort of filtration system, with a gurgling sound gold and black latex started to move through a series of machines and emerge as separate streams of liquid.

Watching the Gryphon jumped as the machine they were stood next to hummed to life, separate streams of gold and black liquid being pumped into the machine. He could hear things hissing, gurgling, glugging and then a conveyor belt at the end started and small slender objects started to emerge. Vaneal watched in fascination with a heavy dollop of horror. Dr Galsworthy plucked one of the toys off of the belt and walked back over. The thing was a long narrow rod of golden latex with a bulbous tip and a long black handle. It twitched and moved as if it was alive, squirming in his grasp.

"This is the end product, Mr Vaneal say hello to your employers; they make much more productive members of society like this."

"What did you do! Is this... is this how you make the living toys why are you showing me.... Gods I... I need to get out of here."

Half turning to flee the gryphon was pulled up short as his crotch was grabbed. His paws leapt to grab the hand holding his trousers whilst he stared into the fox's eyes in fear. "What..."

"Mr Vaneal...." the fox spoke in a level voice, eyes glowing, "Relax... I will explain everything too you... just relax...."

Nodding mutely he gryphon let the fox unzip his trousers and fish out his cock. Slowly teasing it into full size his skilful paw moved up and down, spreading pre-cum, making the sliding paw feel smoother and more delightful. Watching the confused, horny gryphon gasped as the bulbous tip of the golden rod that had been part of his boss touched his cock slit. It was smooth and wriggled and pushed its way inside eagerly causing Vaneal's wings to snap open and closed as he shuddered in unexpected pleasure.

It should have felt painful, the way that thing was squirming and wriggling and sliding down into his cock but it felt very good. "Oh... gods Dr... I... Dr... what.. is this thing... ooooh"

Chuckling he continued to slide the toy deeper, letting it squirm and wriggle its way down on its own. "It is a sounding rod, a living one. Your former employers are quite conscious and part of it, they know what they are, what they are doing and mmm feel how happy it makes them as they wriggle and squirm. Eager to get deeper to taste your cum."

Whimpering Vaneal's knees sagged, leaning against the fox, panting, squirming, wanting it deeper as his balls churned and his cock twitched in tune with the squirming sounding rod.

"Why.... why show me this...."

"Because..." the fox grinned as he continued to torment the gryphon with the toy, sliding it back out to the tip then letting it squirm its way back in. "I need you to make sure Mr Jarisla's business continues to invest in me. Now that a terrible accident has claimed his life you'll be there to support his poor widow. To help with the business and look after his daughters as his trusted aide and secretary."

"I... I.. yes... of course.." Vaneal murmured, mind a fog of pleasure and those large glowing eyes. He bucked his hips back and forth, whimpering at the pleasure flooding his body, the toy and teasing was driving him closer and closer to orgasm. "I... must... insist on samples of the toys.... however."

Chuckling Sarvak pressed the sounding rod all the way in, supporting the gryphon as he collapsed and fired his seed out around the rod, powerful bursts of seed spurted out from around his dick causing him to squirm and groan softly in delight. Smiling warmly he flicked his hears and looked up at the fox. He couldn't even remember falling on his back but he felt warm and the toy was still twitching and squirming inside his dick. Smiling at the fox he nodded his head once and then lay back on the floor. "Deal... Dr... we have a very... good deal. What... else is there to try out?"

Laughing softly Sarvak stretched then stood up, "Catch your breath Mr Vaneal, there are more things to enjoy here at Living Toys Inc. Then you can imagine. I promise you will have a brilliant day."

~ fin