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*Continuing the pornographic goings on and about of Grady, the robotic anthropomorphic cat and their lover Lucas, the black wolf, narrating their enjoyment of themselves and each other, with a focus on the contrast between organic and artificial enjoyment.* "Grady, you around?" Yells Lucas, sweaty after returning home, "I got a new phone! Help me set it up!" "Grady?" Receiving no response, the wolf proceeds to check inside, to see if there is a message, an indication where Grady may have gone to, seeing that there are some details, restocked groceries, clearly the cat had returned from the planned shopping trip previously, but no sounds betrayed their presence. Starting to worry, the wolf enters their bedroom, and breathes a sigh of relief when he sees his loved cat on the bed. Not the first time he's found them deactivated, turned off or on standby. A little way they explored each other and enjoyed. So much so that Grady's wakeup routine has been altered, to bring him back, either a timer, early the next morning, or with a button pressed on their chest. Or more often when they set Grady like that, a kiss on the lips. Everything else, every touch, every caress, every lick, Grady will not react. Will not be there. A completely inert machine. Just a dead doll lying wherever they set themselves. Wondering how his wolf will use them. It. Because as long as that body is inert, Grady is not there. Just a thing, for Lucas to use. To enjoy. And when Grady is back, to be surprised. Grady's body was waiting for Lucas to find it. Grady deactivated himself after enjoying the new module, waiting to be surprised. A surprise for their wolf, and a surprise for the artificial cat when the wolf decides to bring them back. The male type frame, legs spread, showing off the new module the cat installed, a new genital configuration, a vagina. Modeled after a human's. Artificial, not having a perfect color match with the rest of the cat's silicone, but not trying to replicate natural colors. It was made to look artificial. That suited Grady just fine, being artificial himself. Grady's body, cold, silent, lifeless, waiting. Presenting, ready, just a doll for Lucas to be used. Lucas notices that the cat's penis, also like a human's, not knotted like Lucas's own, not barbed like a cat's, separated from the cat's frame, lies next to that body, showing evidence of dried fluids on it. Grady clearly had some fun before setting themself like this. Lucas's own dick twitching at the sight of his partner like that. Of his partner's body set like that to welcome him. Just a toy for his usage, until he decides to bring the cat back. When he decides to bring the cat back. No matter how many times Lucas had touched Grady, he never got tired of exploring it. The lovely texture of that silicone skin. The molded simulated fur tufts. The seams between panels, such tight tolerances. Safe to get wet. Safe to have fluids on it. Safe to bathe, shower, enjoy. Maybe swim, but no such chance had happened. Wonderfully constructed, manufactured. Artificial. Not fake. Lucas adored Grady's body, but it was the person that he had fallen for. And they both made Grady different, the experiences they shared. The way they both altered what made Grady tick. Trying new things. Configuring the cat. Lucas envied that aspect. Feeling stuck as he was, so hard to change even minor things about himself. Habits. Bad habits. Grady helped him with that. Endless patience, it felt like. Of course it was. Lucas lusted for the cat. He always had. And Grady lusted after him. They never had to change any setting for that to be. Lucas caressed the inert body. No matter how many times before he had done that, it was always a thrill to touch. Admiring the craftmanship, the details, the textures. Tracing from that chest, close to the hidden power button, that chest, the seams, the molded fur tufts. Even turned off, Grady turned him on. His hands tracing those seams, from his chest, to his hips. Close to his newest bit. Curious. Caressing that new fake vulva, secure in the cat's crotch. Is that clitoris a button? Lucas wondered. Touching, pressing. Nope, no clicking action. Rubbery, but wet. Still wet from Grady's own self exploration, self pleasing. Plenty of time to enjoy that, Lucas thought. But might as well enjoy more of his lover before. His hands tracing through those thighs, silicone covering batteries, metal, plastics, simulated femur, hydraulics and pneumatics rather than muscles, wiring instead of nerves, soft to the touch, a delight for him, his head being between those thighs many times. Might as well continue adoring that chassis. Caressing the thighs, the knees, the calves. Until his hand reached that paw. The softer silicone, interfacing with the sole's rougher, grippier rubber. A different surface. A different texture to enjoy. And Lucas always enjoyed it. After that mishap with the artificial scent, adoring the feline machine's form, their paws, their toes. Everything. No need to spritz that scent, but they could find better if they both wanted it. Licking that sole, while Grady was not there. Knowing that Grady WOULD appreciate that treatment. Taste and scent completely unlike any organic partner he ever had the pleasure of enjoying. Caressing those molded shapes, licking, slobbering, the taste of rubber permeating his tongue. They never smelled like organic's paws or feet, there was no need. So different from his own, he did not get to smell them that often, no longer as limber as he once was. Grady enjoyed them. Because they knew that he liked geetting that attention as well. Grady could not taste or smell them. But knowing that his wolf did? Plenty. Maybe they would get some chemical sensors in the future. Lucas, after having his fill of that artificial paw, repositions himself, ready to try the new addition. Not a configuration he ever had much experience with. Very few times having a view like this one. Usually more at ease with configurations close to his own. And so he starts lapping at it. The outer lips, the little button, no reaction. Tasting. A very familiar taste. Licking it from the inside of that new tunnel. Of course. It is just Grady's cum. No change on that, no swapping or refilling of those tanks. The wolf greedily licks it out, enjoying the familiar taste of it. So many times filling his maw from Grady's penis. Sometimes playing as if the decorative testicles on some of the dicks they've used were the source. They would not be. Grady's cum tank would not be there. A "close to natural" blend. Their favorite. Eating out an inert doll is all fine and good, the taste familiar, even if in a novel package, but Lucas's exploration was not yet finished. If Grady's body was not much than an inert fuckdoll when he was not activated, why not give it a test drive? Lucas's penis had been erect for a while now, while he was eating out the inanimate form. Repositioning himself over, aligning the tip of his canine dick with the wet entrance, cum residues and saliva lubricating it. Inserting it carefully. Slowly. Feeling himself fill up the cavity. And starting to pump his hips into it. Sensitive. Panting. Stimulating himself with the inanimate body. Nothing more than a fuckdoll now. Silent. Nothing there. No one there. Humping faster, intensely, his knot slamming against the soft lips. Working himself up, sweating more, panting. A workout. A workout against a doll. And with just a little effort, pushing his knot inside. Getting close. Getting so close while pumping in. And the moment of his release, kissing Grady's lips, listening to the mechanisms inside come back to life. Ejaculating while Grady's innards beep and hum, while he is yet not there. But soon will be. Panting while knotted, waiting for his cat to be again. "Oh, what do you think of this new toy?" Grady asks. Rather than responding, Lucas kisses the cat's maw, and pulls his inflated knot out, with some effort, fluid leaking out of the freshly fucked orifice. "Easier to pull out than from your ass." "Hah! Yeah. I can make it tighter if you'd like me to tug it. I am sure I can give you a better ride than my body did." Surely, they would.