Mmmmph~
Sela laid in bed, enjoying the quiet of the night. Little shown through the window from the street lamp just outside, but her privacy curtains made sure no one could see in. Not that they’d see much in the darkness of her studio apartment, aside from a snow leopard embracing a life-sized rubber sex doll, modeled as a cross between herself and a lust demon.
The feline rolled over, dragging the toy along underneath. Her groin rubbed against its rubber dildo, but her lips were locked to its maw, taking in its cocktongue with the eagerness of a proper lover. Hands rubbed along the doll’s hips and sides, and the leopard looked into its hollow eyes.
“Mmm…” She pulled back, her very normal tongue flicking out to lick along her lips. “Maybe I am the only one who can love myself properly.”
Looking over at the bag on her nightstand from her shopping trip earlier, Sela reached into it, pulling out what looked like a muzzle of sorts. However, upon slipping the strapless rubber piece onto her face, it began to change. Her lips became more sensitive, and the inside of her maw gained rows of nubs along the top and bottom. She could feel her throat harden, turning into a stretchy ribbed opening that led deep into her chest, and her tongue shifted to match as well, becoming just as doll-like as the actual toy she enjoyed the company of.
One hand went to a cheek, and with a couple of taps, that opening began to turn itself into an o-shape. Her tongue merged with the bottom of her maw, becoming part of its form and leaving her with a forced sultry smile much like the one she’d just made out with. She didn’t feel the need to breathe, but didn’t feel choked or struggling for air either. She just was a toy at that point.
Sela pressed a finger in to test the feeling, almost being overwhelmed from the simple touch alone. It was like she fingered herself, but somehow far more satisfying.
That was enough to get her going. A quick pull from the bag brought out a black rubber catsuit, which she swiftly pulled on and zipped up along her back. Just like the muzzle, she felt her pussy disappear, a silicone toy hole taking its place. An exploratory rub from her hand found it larger and stretchier, easily taking her entire hand into its self-lubricating walls, even when balled into a fist.
The handles on her hips and shoulders were like any other part of her body, slick and smooth and felt just like her new skin, though sunken to disappear under any clothes she wore. Just the simple caress of her hand across one was enough to send a lustful shiver down her back, and gripping it felt as nice as groping one of her new larger chest mounds. Enough that she arched her back, spraying a coating of synthlube out onto the doll and bed beneath her.
There was no afterglow. No actual wave of pleasure. Just a lustful orgasm, and a rush for more.
The next part was something she’d been wanting to try for a while. One glove came out, then another. Black silicone slipped over the rubber sleeves of her catsuit, and much like the rest of the gear, its effects were transformative and instant. Three thick digits were joined by a thumb, each one phallic and almost immediately dripping with synthlube. Tapered tips with flared heads, ridges along the tops, and soft teasing nubs along the bottoms made for an interesting mix of sensations with her toy body, as did the soft treads in her palms.
Just rubbing along the surface of her torso made for satisfying squeaks and snaps, and while they weren’t as sensitive as her holes, her fingers still gave her a minor tinge of bliss when touched. The nubs made for a relaxing massage as she kneaded her latex flesh, and the ridges stretched as she bent her fingers, causing them to tingle slightly with every movement.
The matching rubber feet were more boot-like, with simple toes molded together into a facsimile of a paw. By the time she slid them on, her legs were heavier, and her soles gripped the ground a bit better than even her usual slip-resistant work shoes. To her surprise, running her fingers across the buckles felt pleasurable, and the treads were like the nubs on her digits, giving just that bit of gleeful bliss as she touched them.
A simple tail sleeve finished up the coverings for Sela’s lower body, giving her more nubs along the plug tip, and ridges to almost half way along its length. It was made for self-pleasure, but plunging the plug into her sexdoll partner nearly made her gush with another surge of synthcum from between her legs.
That just left the rest of the head. She gripped around the edges of her muzzle and pulled up and back, causing a hood to materialize from the maw piece. It wrapped around the top of her head, then down along her neck, connecting to the catsuit’s neck opening seamlessly. Her eyes were visibly locked forward in the reflection in her mirror, even as she looked over to her right to see it, with the new pink eyes and heart-shaped pupils just as unnatural as she’d been wanting. Her ears had silicone openings that could be penetrated as well, and a new pair of curled grip-able horns wrapped around the textured holes to give her a pair of demon-ish handles for someone to use.
A toy… Nothing more than a lustful doll to be fucked and used.
Sela grabbed a collar from her bag and put it around her neck, buckling it tight with a padlock. The suit wasn’t coming off any time soon, so it didn’t matter. She had plans for the night. Plans with her inanimate partner that only a horny succubus toy could fulfill.
A gulp sounded within Leo’s mind at he looked up at her, tongue spurting cumlube at the sight of her pussy descending onto his face. It was about to be a long night.