zach: so this is the new guy, huh?
Taz: got him all suited up and ready to go.
zach: …did he?
*Taz nods.*
zach: perfect. time to have some fun… DC-0005!
DC-0005: Yes, master?
zach: come here and get on your knees.
DC-0005: Yes, master.
zach: even got the custom replies… you’re the best, Taz.
Taz: *grinning* my fee is getting to have fun with you later.
zach: of course, i’ll let you know when i’m free~. now, leave us alone for a proper orientation.
Taz: have fun, you two. i’ll be in the lab. *exits*
zach: now, let’s see how much fun a second signature gets me. drone, worship my boots.
DC-0005: Yes, master.
*the drone moves up and plows onto zach’s boots, licking them with a hearty need. it’s tongue licks every square inch of the shoes, cleaning and polishing them to perfection with it’s smooth and shiny tongue. zach’s face is overwhelmed with joy, seeing the sheer desire and want the drone “has”.*
zach: adorable. you’re being such a good boy for master.
*the drone whines in response, writhing in the pleasure brought on by the praise. zach lowers his hands to his salmon-colored pants, unbuckling his belt and pulling out his cock.*
zach: worship my dick.
DC-0005: Yes, master.
*without hesitation, the drone switches focus from the boots to the wolf’s girth. it smells, it licks, it sucks, it hungers. zach chuckles at the ferocity of the drone, seeing it squirm and shiver in delight at the wolf’s many qualities; his words, his presence, his taste.*
zach: good boy. now stop!
DC-0005: Yes, master.
*the drone immediately stops, recoiling back into posture and showing signs of disappointment on its face.*
zach: can’t let you get your prize that easily now, can i?
DC-0005: No, master.
zach: good. think fast.
*zach takes his boot and shoves it into the drone’s nulldge, grinding it like a pestle to it’s mortar. the drone whines more, it’s pleasure skyrocketing.*
zach: GET. ON. YOUR. BACK.
DC-0005: Y-yes, master.
*the drone immediately bounces back to the floor, spreading out its limbs to form a pose of complete submission, all the while zach keeps grinding away at the drone’s nulldge. he presses harder; the drone whines more.*
zach: you’re doing very well DC-0005. good boy.
*a full moan escapes the drone’s mouth, it’s tongue starting to fall out it’s mouth out of sheer pleasure.*
zach: initiate drone modification HM-01.
DC-0005: Initiating.
*the drone’s mouth closes back up, rubber covering its maw. in its place, a hole forms at the front of the muzzle, exposing a tube like orifice, ribbed for zach’s pleasure. a collar forms around the drone’s neck, with a tag on the front reading “TOY”. extra rubber forms around the drone’s hands and feet, covering them completely, ultimately forming useless “paws”. the drone’s anal cavity also opens, revealing a similar tube to the drone’s mouth.*
zach: just as i asked. thank you Taz. c’mere!
*zach forcefully grabs the drone by the collar and pulls it to the wall, leaning the drone against it. zach pulls back, taking off his clothes one by one. his muscle shirt, his two boots, his socks, his pants, his underwear, leaving behind a leather harness. he grinds his foot against the drone’s nulldge yet again, feeling the smooth rubber against his sole, the skin of his feet molding o the shape of the round orb of a dick.*
zach: d’aw, does the dog want his bone?
DC-0005: *muffled* Yeth, mathter.
zach: then beg for it, mutt.
DC-0005: *muffled* Pleath mathter, give drone hith bone! I want it tho bad! Pleath!!!
zach: good enough. take it, bitch.
*zach shoves his cock down the drone’s “mouth” with ease, drool coming out and lubing up the tube for entry. he forcefully skull fucks the drone, shoving him into the wall more and more as the drone sucks and whines and pleads in searing ecstacy. zach moans in pleasure in response. he suddenly stops, breathing heavily from the force of impacts. the drone whines.*
zach: back entrance time.
*zach stomps to the other side of the room and grabs a chair, pulling it to where the drone is. he yanks the drone’s collar again, pulling it onto the chair, exposing the hole on it’s ass. the drone moans even louder, ready for what’s next.*
zach: beg. again.
DC-0005: *muffled* Pleath!! PLEATH!! I WANT MY BONE MATHTER!
zach: good boy.
*zach shoves his cock into the drone’s rear, rocking the chair with the sheer force of impact. he pumps and pounds and slams into the drone repeatedly. slap. slap. slap. slap. slap. zach and the drone moan in unison from the intensity, yet zach keeps going. slap. slap. slap. slap. slap.*
zach: NGH-!!
*zach cums inside the drone, letting his seed spill out through the sides of the hole. he buckles onto the drone, laying on it’s slick and smooth body. he feels his fur get wetter and wetter as his dick empties its full load, dripping onto the floor.*
zach: *breathing heavily* oh my god… you did amazing. good toy.
*the drone shakes a little from the final bit of praise.*
zach: initiate drone modification TS-01, drone. *pant, pant*
DC-0005: Yeth, mathter.
*the drone’s mouth reforms back to how it was previously, but with the rest of his body remaining the same. zach gets up off the drone and stands back.*
zach: now, clean up your mess, you dirty dog.
DC-0005: Yes, master.
*the drone gets up off the chair and starts licking up the spilled cum on the floor with joy.*
zach: you did well DC-0005. welcome to the team.
*the drone is unresponsive to the words, it’s mind utterly consumed with the magical milk it’s slurping off the dirty floor.*
zach: *sigh* i’m jumping in the shower. once your done with that, return back to default settings and standby on my bed.
DC-0005: Yes, master.
*zach grins, picks up his clothes off the floor, and heads to go clean himself off.*
zach: oh- wait..
*zach grabs his phone and texts Taz a quick message.*
“you fucking nailed it. tmrw, my room, be ready.”
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