ADULT CONTENT! 18+ only. If not 18+ you'll probably get bored or confused. Let me save you some time and show you this song about banana shoes.

EXTREME STORY AHEAD!  Not suited for minors, narrow-minded types, or dangerously religious folk! 
IF THE FOLLOWING THEMES DO NOT INTEREST YOU DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME! I will feel bad... <=P

Themes included:
All_the_way_through(Sexual/non lethal), public_sex, oppai_loli, pseudo_rape, size_difference, age_difference, M/f, and pseudo-kidnapping.

~ Lights flickered overhead in the alleyway. It was barely enough to light the path, which was good, given how strewn it had become with drunken patrons and other garbage tonight. He began to wonder if the owner used the drunks as an example to discourage new patrons. Or rather, encourage ones who weren't the... squeamish type...
Not that there were many people like that around here, at least not at this time of night. Deep downtown, the sound of late night drivers drowned out any snoring or mumbling of the hefty furs and scales laying across each other, reaking of alchohol and sex. Seeing a croc splayed over a bull, the leopard steps over the bull's leg, realizing that the other appendage sticking out from under him wasn't his arm... Even as a straight cat, he couldn't help but be somewhat impressed by the fact he was still hard, laying passed out in the alley. Teita arrives at the entrance, looking up at the sign as the alley flickers under the public lamp, his hands in his pockets as he pondered for a spell. 

The neon glowed in an aged haze, likely never being turned off since it was first turned on.

"SILK" The mens club had been founded by an eccentric with LOTS of money... And apparently he built it here of all places because it was where he grew up. Nothing more than a "fetish club" according to most... membership was required of course, but the screening process only really had one...big prerequisite. Something that the bull he'd passed had in spades...

 The bouncer looks him over, rigorous at his post and clearly agitated and ruffled from the night thus far. Teita didn't recognize this fellow, he must have been a new hire. But he could see why he was a shoo in for the job. The Tiger could have taken him easily, he was almost twice the leopard's size, which made him twice as thankful when he kept an even tone as he talked down at him,
"Name and wrist, please."
Without missing a beat, Teita exposes his left wrist under the pale neon, running his hand over it so the fur fell slowly and revealed the tattoo underneath. He gave his name, the Tiger giving it close scrutiny as he spoke,
"Teita"
The tiger paused and repeated flatly,
"Tay-ta?"
Nervous that he might mispell it in his head and kick him out, he clarifies,
"Yeah, T-E-I-T-A..."
The Tiger grunts softly, turning to his phone, clearly checking the roster. Teita deciding this was a good time to ask a question or two.
"So uh. You new? I've met John and Rake."
The Tiger seems to nod silently, but it may have just been a breath given how large he was. He continues,
"What about Corby? Did they finally fire the old man? I've always liked him."

The Tiger's eyes come up with steely resolve, now comparing a picture to his face, the massive tiger's tone still dark and brooding,
"The old man had an accident. He's been relieved."
"Until he recovers?"
"IF he recovers..."
The Tiger seems to nod, satisfied by the profile, giving two short raps then a long one on the door behind him, after a short scrape of a metal lock, it opens. The tiger gestures broadly to the doorway, a thin layer of fog rolling out over the alleyway from it.
"Welcome to SILK."
Teita didn't dare overstay his welcome, walking past him and asking from the doorway,
"Thanks. And uh... say I wanted to send a drink out here for you... what would you like?"
"Can't. I'm on duty."
Teita checks his watch casually,
"Don't you get a break in 10 minutes?"
A short pause filled the air, letting Teita hear the house music pounding away at the bass for a moment. The tiger spoke quickly, as if almost embarassed,
"Tenessee Honey."
Teita smiles and nods, disappearing into the club as the large door locks behind him.

The attendant blinks and perks up almost immediately, taking a remote in hand and clicking it, bringing the oversized vending machine looking contraption to life beside him. Teita waves with a warm smile, here was a familiar face.
"Hey, Larry!"
The Komodo smiles, a feat given his harded scaley features, and gives a casual salute to the leopard.
"Teita! Long time no see. What got you this time?"
"A girl. Now I'm here to forget."
"Teita, you should know better by now! You're only ever happy here."
"Shuddup, stupid." The leopard said with a smirk, punching him in the shoulder, the komodo smirking back, clearly expecting it. Teita continued,
"So what happened to Corby?"
"OH man, I nearly called you to get me out of here! A dragon came trapsing down the alley and took notice of the place. Ol' Goat Corby asks for the name and wrist, And suddenly the guy decides he's gonna walk in! Good ol' Corby takes the cocky fucker by the arm and gave him an uppercut! Guy's a prissy dragon so he's totally shell shocked! So he tackles Corby and the old goat went to town on him!"
"Holy shit!"
"Right?! The Dragon limped off, but Corby had thrown out his back and broke his wrist. Three guesses what he was complaining about when we took him in though..."
Teita started to smirk, shaking his head knowingly as Larry smirked right back,
"His knee...?"
"HIS FUCKING KNEE! Guy takes out a dragon, breaks his wrist, and still whines about that fucking knee. Unbelieveable. Alright, what can I get you today?"
Pondering for a moment, he smiles lewdly,
"I'd like Tina."
his friend sighs, gesturing to the club flickering and fogging behind him with a casual thumb,
"She's on the floor right now with the elephant."
"Still?! Greedy bastard... alright Kira then."
Now the lizard grew pensive, apologetic,
"She got Decomped. Happened last week."
The leopard's eyes grew wide,
"W-WHAT?! What the the hell, Larry?! I told you tell me when this shit's gonna happen!"
"I KNOW! I know! It happened when I wasn't here... there wasn't time. Sorry Kitty."
Teita huffs angrily, hearing the door unlock behind him he knew he had to talk fast now.
"Give me Dani then..." 
As the lizard taps away on his wired remote the machine whirs, attending to it's function. Teita presses the next question firmly,
"Do you know what happened?"
The lizard shrugs, clearly unsure how to respond and utters softly,
"Some drunk idiot fell on her, broke her good..."
"Who?"
"Oh, c'mon it's not like it hurt her!"
"I asked you a question!"
Larry's voice went to a whisper, as the door opened
"You know I can't tell you!"
Teita grabs his arm, whispering in earnest,
"WHO?!"
The machine clicks, a door opening like a cryo pod of sorts, a young red and white fox cub who looked like she was 8 years old with D-sized breasts steps out, buck naked, beaming a happy smile!
"Teita! You're back!"
She clearly has no clue about the heated discussion happening moments ago as she runs up to the leopard and rubs her face against his crotch, hugging him tightly around his thighs. Larry goes back to his duties, saying flatly, 
"Would you like a harness tonight, sir?"
Teita walks away, making room for the new patron coming in behind him as he responds, equally flat,
"No thank you..."

The fox cub bounced with each step, making her breasts jiggle shamelessly as she pointed across the club!
"Hey! Our favorite booth is open! C'mon c'mon!"
Teita examined the crowd closely, maybe it was someone here who did it. The elephant curled on the floor had his massive shaft out, and looking through the fog, you could see the busty lizard cub, she was printed at 10 years old, deepthroating the thing through-out her body, the tip flaring just outside her butt-hole. Her tongue wrapped expertly around the male's large sac and trailing between his legs, obviously licking his anus. Teita felt a brief pang of jealousy, but focused on his mission. Two busty herms going at it on a happily squealing little 1 year old bunny girl, stretching her good. A black cat at the bar bouncing a moaning 12 year old doe girl in his lap, her harness forcing her arms and legs around him so he could fuck her hands-free. Soft moans filling the air between beats and lulls in the noise were coming from every corner of the place, as always. No one here seemed to fit what he imagined would be needed to break a synth like little Dani holding his hand. Maybe that drunk Bull out front?! Unfortunately this was nearly a week ago. Maybe they'd already revoked the guy's membership. He wondered if it had been that elephant on the floor who hurt Kira, but he'd never watched the man drink. He only ever came in here to grab Tina and fuck her in front of everybody... He realizes he spent the whole time crossing the club examining the patrons when suddenly they arrived at their private booth. Dani threw the curtain further open and Teita walked in, seating himself and raising the hide-away table up and out of sight. Dani closed the curtain behind him and she looked up at him with somber eyes,
"I've rarely seen you this upset! What's wrong, kitty?"
"Hush, Dani, I've given you too much trouble as it is. Just gimme a good ride while I think, okay?"
She nods with a warm smile, clearly happy to do what she knew she did best.

Taking his zipper she pulled it down, finding his boxers underneath, her skilled little fingers prying and poking until the button was undone and his sheath was easily visible, Stuffing her sweet little nose in it, she licked eagerly, moaning softly,
"I missed you so much, kitty. You're always so nice and let me play how I want."

The leopard couldn't help but smile softly at that, resting a hand gently on her bobbing head, murrling quietly at her motions as he stroked her head. His tip emerged and immediately she kissed it, gently licking and suckling it. A huge trumpet outside the booth clearly signaling the release of the elephant on the dance floor. That was gonna be messy. Teita remembers his offer to the bouncer and taps on the touch screen in the booth, ordering a double shot of whiskey. Teita sighs softly when the deed is done, putting both hands behind his head as he examines the ceiling. Little paws on his feline cock, tender and heavenly she asks quietly,
"Is everything okay? Is this about Kira?"
Teita briefly considers ignoring the question, but decides to nod instead, Dani continues,
"It's not your fault, Teita. You can't be here for everyone."
"Doesn't mean I shouldn't try."
She nods softly at that, smiling warmly,
"When I get decomposed I hope you're there."
That thought severely turned his stomach, especially her using the word 'when.' But he smiled warmly and continued gently stroking her affectionately. She was the first partner he had at SILK. And somehow he felt like she'd be the last if he ever left.
"Me too, Dani."

Every synth at the club was like family to him, save for the few high-roller exclusive synths, he knew them all! Tina, Dani, Lori, Hina, Pegi, he'd taken time for each one and more! He'd been a member for many years, and saw many new synths come and go, save for a few. Dani was one of them, but she only ever seemed interested in pleasing him like most synths when they first emerge. But because he wasn't an aggressive type and let them get in two words, these little ones showed their intrigue for different aspects of life. But when they became gravely injured, broken necks, crushed torsos... they wouldn't last more than a week as their bio systems would stop functioning. Arm and leg loss could be capped. There were a few "limbless lovers" in the stasis chamber who'd endured just that, but even those spots were limited. One would think this would be ample time to repair them, but since they were easily recycled into new models (over the space of a month) no one's ever tried. These synths were only ever used in hole-in-the-wall estabolishments like this. If word got out there were synths here, the place would be shut down. So there aren't any real laws or rules to govern how they did things down here... This was what bothered him the most. Since he arrived and witnessed a girl get decomped due to a flat torso, likely sat on by accident. Her face so sad and unsure of it all before she melted instantly, leaving behind only the spine base... he decided to fix it. At first he wanted Larry to sneak them out with him, start a whole operation to get the synths free. But then they'd have to run from the connections SILK had and if they were caught, all the club would have to do is call the police and they'd be put in prison for life for possession of multiple synths! And then they'd be decomped anyway!!

That was old news though. Lately he just did his best to ease their passing. One girl wondered what it was like to have her own normal toys to play with. And as much as it might have bothered some to see a nude little rabbit girl with huge breasts in a neck brace playing with a doll while she bounced on a hard feline cock, the sound of joy and genuine thankfulness she had could not be ignored. Larry handled it all, which made it possible for him to be there for many of them. Bringing things from the outside world long enough for them to enjoy a brief realization of their curiousities before being decomped with a genuine smile on their face. But Kira didn't get that. She'd always wanted to bake something... anything... Teita wouldn't know how to do that for her if asked in that moment... but he would have found a way... he was sure of it.
 Little paws grasp his cheeks, breaking his train of thought and guiding his eyes down to meet the fox's as she speaks in a warm tone, with a maturity beyond her young voice,
"Don't stay sad. She knew you cared. Relax with me, Kitty."
With that, the cub positioned her tiny pussy over his massive length, bending her knees and letting his tip disappear into her steadily stretching tunnel! Her pussy trembled and milked him as barb after barb flicked past her outer lips and into her walls, rubbing and teasing her inside and giving the feline's cock an enveloping warmth. With the first few inches inside, she lifted her legs up completely, letting gravity force her body to contort around the 24 inch cock! He couldn't help but moan as she would clamp down, slowing her descent and milking him. Already pre would gush up, further easing his steady stretching of the fox girl, he watched her tummy distend and rubbed it with his hand gently, her hands coming down to hold his hand there. Her tone sultry and lustful,
"I want you to feel it outside too, just how deep you get."

Just then a soft swish of the booth's curtain reveals a white-pepper speckled busty bunny cub waitress in a black skin tight outfit that almost made a better swimsuit than a uniform. Carrying a platter with one arm as the other arm was missing, leaving only a rounded shoulder on her other side as she smiled warmly. He blinked in surprise as she spoke and he recognized her,
"Whiskey, Mr. Teita?"
"Yuna! Good to see you, bunny!"
"You too, Kitty!"
Teita stares a bit and the bunny casually offers the drink. 
"Nice outfit." He said with a half smile, trying to play off the loss of her arm. She smiles back.
"Th-thanks. I rather like it."
Of course she did. She'd always liked clothes, how they felt, how they looked. She'd expressed a want to make them. He'd made a note to bring her thread and a needle sometime, but he'd never gotten around to it. Now she'd lost her arm to some inconsiderate bastard and it had made things harder for her. She clearly turns so he won't see the missing arm and looks up at him with a face that nearly asks aloud for him not to ask. He simply can't let it go though, and the bunny girl knows he's about to ask, smiling and shying away as he speaks,
"What happened, bunny?"
"You know I can't say, kitty."
Dani whines softly, having descended as far as she could under her own power she had been fruitlessly writhing for a bit,
"Sorry, foxy..."
 Teita takes her hips with both hands and genty pushes her down further on his cock, getting a satisfied moan from her as he continues talking down to the little waitress,
"Are you alright?"
"It didn't hurt, silly. Just surprised me. I'm doing just fine as a waitress though."
Teita nods softly, pointing to the shotglass casually,
"That drink is actually for the Tiger bouncing out front. What's his name?"
"Tony! He's nice. I like him." She replied with a small and ditsy hop in her posture, bouncing her bust in her outfit.
The leopard does his best to stifle his laughter, afraid that if word got back to 'Tony the tiger' his pain would be 'Grrrrrrrreat!' he simply smirks and looks down at the bunny girl.
"Oh yeah?"
"Uh huh. But he's not quite as nice as you. You're special, kitty."
Teita smiles softly at the ditsy bunny, taking the platter and gently tugging the rabbit inside the booth by her wrist, patting her butt as it's covered by the skin tight black cloth,
"Why don't you lick my balls for a bit so I can give Dani what she wants... I have other things I want to take care of tonight."
"Sure thing, kitty!" She gives a ditsy giggle, mouth wide and almost swallowing one of his huge orbs as she suckles on it without hesitation, her hand massaging the other tenderly.

With both hands on Dani's hips, he pumps her steadily, using her body like a sex toy as he masturbates with it, watching her round tits jerk and bounce around before she cups them with both arms, pinching her own nipples in pleasure as she let him control the pace, helpless to stop him!
"OH! OH! oh! Oh, I missed this!"
"I was only gone three weeks."
"It felt like forever, kitty! Give it to me!"
Teita cocked an eyebrow at that, wondering why it would feel like a long time when their stasis chambers were supposed to remove that sense of time. 
"Alright, foxy! Hold on!" Not to be distracted, his raging hard on plumbed her pussy, stretching it further and further! Finally deep enough inside, Dani hugged her breasts together, further tightening her body's grip around his shaft as her distended belly poked up and between her breasts over and over! She was in rapture, head spinning like it always did when he used her body like this. Her soft moans turned to squeals as her hips started slapping against his loins in naughty wet thuds, filling her up to the limit her body could stretch! Yuna coos softly, giggling,
"She's close, kitty! I can see her butt tightening back here! Hee hee!"
The leopard had no reason to hold back and started vigorously throwing his hips up into his hands pushing the fox down! The fox let out a big continuous squeal as what had to be a climax rocked her body, resulting in a long ripple of muscle milking every inch of the lower half of his cock! This was enough to push him over the edge and he thrust to the hilt inside her, letting the swell make her clenching pussy spasm in stimulated protest! Hot gush after hot gush of thick cum rolled into her and, after the forth volley of thick jizz, it made a visible buldge in the top of her distended tummy, making her look like a big-breasted used condom.
Smiling and cooing with a gentle swat to Dani's rump, elliciting an adorable squeak, Yuna bounces to her feet, taking the tray in her hand,
"Lucky. Save some for me, o-okay Kitty?"
She leaves, clearly busy and not wanting to get in trouble. He could almost sense the worry in the bunny's voice. Teita had to do something... at this rate, they'd Decomp Yuna too...

He couldn't let that happen. This all had to stop.
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CH. 2
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Teita pondered silently in his booth at the club, arms behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. Steadily staring and thinking, just like he had the past hour or so. Not that there was anything to see there, it was just something he'd started doing since he first came here and it stuck. This was his thinking place. This was how he made sure things that happened in his life happened the way they needed to. In ways that made sense, that others understood. Because hardly anything else down here... was given much chance to be understood. His train of thought is interrupted when a soft pop a cool breeze tipped him off.

Looking down, he saw where the sweet little red and white vixen cub with huge knockers had fallen asleep, her mouth having finally, lazily popped free of his barbs and off of the tip of his feline cock. He smiled softly at how adorable she looked. But this wasn't "normal" for a synth. This was a warning that her systems power had dropped below 20%. Synths were supposed to recharge when they got tired, not sleep. He nudges her firmly, admittedly smiling at the cute looking cub draped slack-jaw over her own D sized jugs. She'd been sprawled out on the table to rest, simply suckling on his cock for comfort.
"Wake up, Dani."
She coos softly, rubbing her eyes, the soft whir of the only robotics in her body, her spine, bringing her back to wakefulness as she rubs her eyes.
"O-oh. Teita..." 
She yawned softly, cooing with a sleepy , almost drunk smile,
"I just had the most wonderful dream."
The leopard, smiling, but not really listening, gingerly placed the fox on the floor, facing out into the club and she hobbled sleepily forward by instinct, Teita confirming her direction verbally.
"Go recharge, Dani. I'll see you tomorrow night."
She sleepily nods, her young voice chirping back,
"Okay, kitty... G'bye. lu-"
Her voice trails off as she gets out of earshot, which wasn't very far given the volume of the current trance track lulling in the air. He draws the curtain back across the booth and goes right back to staring at the ceiling, letting his massive 24 inch cock slacken, watching the round 6 inches lay half-mast on the table where it was still warm. He pondered heavily how he was going to do it, all over again. How was he going to liberate the synths here?

Almost every night was like this.
Sneak them out one at a time? Too suspicious. The lack of power draw would alert the higher ups immediately.
Blow the place up? No... he wanted to get the synths out with a chance at normalcy. Not free them by maiming them. 
Kidnap them all at once then? The only way to do that would be with Larry's help. He's their main technician, and his best friend, so of course he could do it. But the club has everything on the lizard. They'd be swarmed by police if the club couldn't get at them. Then it'd all be in vain anyway. 
He sighed, agitated, tapping on the touchscreen in the booth, ordering another drink, this time for himself.

===

The soft scape of the metal lock closed on the club's front door. Tony, having been hunched over to fit through it, stands upright again and gestures casually to the old Rabbit who'd been manning the door, the old hare huffing out,
"Alrighty then. Club's closed. Night..."
Tony doesn't reply and simply half nods his response.
Once He'd disappeared from earshot, the tiger walks over to Larry, who's nervously tapping two buttons on the remote for the stasis chamber. As if doing this would somehow undo whatever problem he was currently percieving while staring at the machine. The Tiger speaks up, just loud enough to be heard over the music in the adjacent club.
"Do we have a time set?"
Larry tightens, huffing in soft frustration.
"I'm not ready... it's just not enough of a window to work with."
Tony leans down slightly, getting a wary eye from Larry, the tiger's deep voice intimidating even at it's hushed volume,
"We've been waiting since yesterday... We're ready to move now."
Larry, getting more agitated, gestures at the stasis chamber,
"You ready to -die- now?! I've already told you we can't move under these conditions! I've got nearly a hundred in there and you told me you'd only be able to take around 50! We need to be all in on this! Because once this goes off, none of us are safe! It's gonna be a whole new can of worms! You know that, right?!"
Tony doesn't answer, replying sternly in his dark and brooding tone,
"You have 3 months to try again... Make it work. Or -I- will. My employer's money has an expiration date... And so do you."
Tony stands back upright, leaving the same way the hare did. 
Larry grinds his teeth briefly until the tiger's tail disappears from sight, letting out an agitated sigh,
"And here I thought he was gonna help..."
Larry hears the soft patter of fox footpaws, the little one smiling and waving when she realizes she's been seen, Dani speaking up with a warm smile,
"Hi Daddy!"
Larry half smiles, pressing a button on the remote.
"Hi, Foxy. You fall asleep again?"
She nods softly, slightly embarassed as the machine hisses and the cryo-door creaks.
"Sorry Daddy."
Now smiling, Larry rubs her head gently with his scalie hand, she smiles happily at the attention as he speaks,
"It's alright, Dani. I know how much you love, Kitty."
 opening the door and swatting her young butt gently, he ushers her up the short steps and into the machine. She squeaks in pleasant surprise and nods softly.
"I love him more than anything else..."
Larry nods, slightly hurt by that but says nothing, continuing,
"Night Dani."
"Night Daddy. <3"
With that, the komodo dragon closes the door and after a soft hiss of interior pressure, the machine returns to idle. Larry groans loudly now that he's alone, leaning back against the sealed door and slowly slumping to the floor,
"What am I gonna do...?"

===

Teita heard the music end, the pause was long and almost eerie. The hum of the fog machines was gone. The lights outside the booth had dimmed. The place must have been closing already. And here he hadn't gotten his drink...oh well...
Tipping his head back he gave up on trying to stuff himself in his pants and walk the 12 blocks home. 
No, tonight he was going to sleep here... He'd done it before a few times... no one cared as long as he didn't mess with anything. Long as he paid his bills and didn't leave a bigger mess than their other patrons, he could have lived there in that "slice of paradise" as many called it.

Adjusting his legs, Teita snaps his gaze to the side when the curtain flies open again, revealing Larry, The komodo is equally surprised to find his friend, exposed in the booth,
"OH! It's you... Sleeping here, or what?" 
Teita nods silently, closing his eyes and laying his head back over the booth seat, sleepily.
"Alright. alright. At least put it away ya lazy bastard it'll get covered in dust." he gestures broadly to the feline's flacid cock as it slowly restracts.
"Yeah yeah..."
Larry brings the curtain back to half closed for him and turns to leave. But after a moment he turns around...
"Hey, Teita?"
The feline perks up, looking at him, flicking an ear inquisitively, he continues, hands folded in front of him,
"Do you think...?" He stops himself mid-sentence, shaking his head,
"I'm... I'm sorry about Kira... I really am. I did my best to comfort her."
The leopard is slightly taken aback... 
"Oh...! I didn't... I appreciate that."
Larry had never done that for a synth before, he'd normally brush off anything negative that happened to them. He'd never done anything like he did for the other synths... at least not to his knowledge. Maybe he wasn't seeing them as just 'fancy robots' anymore? He felt bad for being so rude earlier, it's not like Larry didn't care at all, after all he's the one letting him in to do what he does for these 'girls'. The leopard sighed apologetically,
"S-sorry for... grabbing you earlier."
"S'alright..." the lizard paused, thinking for a moment,
"I'll, uh... let you know when her replacement is coming up. Maybe uh... I'll let you name this one."
Teita grew wide eyed, looking at him in disbelief, "Wha? R-Really?!"
Larry nodded with a half smile, letting that sink in as he walked off,
"Night."
The leopard was speechless but answered before his friend got out of earshot,
"... Night."

===

Teita could hardly sleep, names for the new girl kept running through his head.
Ruby! Sofi! Nila! Tori! Gwen!
Wait! Did the name even HAVE to be four letters?! Maybe that was just something Larry did to keep things simple? Maybe this could be the first girl with more than four! Or less!
Tif! Lyr! Nel! Debby! Sasha! Kayla! 
OOoo! Kayla... he liked that one.

Oh if only he could replace her somehow so he could take her home with hi-
...
Wait a minute... That was it!
THAT was how he'd get them out!
Instead of having them Decomped or kidnapped! Have them replaced! Then as each new subject comes in, learn their specialty, then eventually get them out before any severe damage is done to them! It made sense! It didn't solve the problem entirely, but it at least would help him save the family in his sexualized little 'sisters' at the club! But how to do it?

He could swipe a spine and spare biomass from the inventory! NO! No, they'd find out, and likely blame Larry first. Biomass was expensive to make, but insanely durable and reusable. Surely there had to be some in the area. The spine was the tough part though... it carried the firmware which usually had to be programmed and synced to the system for tracking and kill-switch safety measures. Larry had taken the time to talk him through some of these processes in the many... MANY times they've had to drink and relax at the club. So admittedly, after a couple more drinks than usual, some of the details were fuzzy.

But he had some money put away. He could try it... see if he could get enough of the components through his back-alley channels to fully supply his own synth! Ask the right questions, flash a little cash... he might be surprised. He just had to be careful... He couldn't get caught with the spine. Biomass was used all the time in organ replacements and certain forms of recreational augmentation. He patted his large sheath through his pants with a half smile, briefly wondering if he didn't find enough biomass that he'd need to give up his girth for his new synth.

Pushing the thought aside, he resolves to do it. He was going to get a spine and biomass and try to print a replacement for someone in the SILK family... but who...?
With the idea cemented on action, sleep finally overtakes the exhausted feline, not realizing that in deciding this, that he was arranging his own end.

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CH. 3
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Night in the big city. No stranger to fog and cold. The dark alley between two weathered brick apartment buildings is lit only by a single light, Each sport fire escapes which creek under the wheezing wind. A single struggling lamp making it visible in spite of the creeping mist. A figure in dark grey jeans, dark informal boots, and a black hoodie with holes cut for his pointed ears waits on the sidewalk. He is casually leaning on the corner, either familiar with the Alley behind him, or unphased by the ominous atmosphere. With hands tucked into his hoodie's pouch, his fluffed tail sways beneath him, giving away more of his canine features.

The clink of metal above warrants the turn of an ear, but nothing more as the soft clatter of someone climbing down the fire escape is approaching with lackluster subtlety. Finally with a soft thud, the clatter ends and the Hooded figure sighs, turning around to walk down the alley, toward the source of the clatter. His voice is calm, but pointed,
"The fuck, Abby? Thought it was gonna be a quick stop..."
The other figure straightens up, coming up to his chest in height, but much more slender, A set of large sleek yellow eyes blink at him as a feminine voice chirps back while he approaches,
"Sorry babe. You don't get this good by leaving someone hanging. Besides we both needed to blow off a little steam, if you know what I mean?"
The smug tone bleeds through as the gecko smirks and straightens out her dark crimson raincoat, hiding the form fitting wear that accentuated her physique underneath, her tail retreating underneath. She cocked her non-existant eyebrow at him as he crossed his arms, she grunts softly,
"Besides, I thought you said you weren't in a rush."
A dismissive shake of his head turns into an extended hand as he asks her bluntly,
"Alright, hand it over."

It was her turn to visibly squirm, uttering apologetically,
"Um so... here's the thing. She doesn't have it anymore. Someone else bought it from her."
"What??" His tone was accusing and surprised, Abby continues,
"Well, it's an out of town 'piece' right? So it shouldn't work with our stuff anyway. Who'd buy it? Well it turns out, an idiot with a big wallet decided he wanted it."
A moment's pause is broken by an uncharacteristic burst of anger from the hooded canine!
"Who...?!" His voice audibly tightens and sharpens with bared teeth, she stammers,
"S-some Cat! He didn't know jack-shit about what he was looking for, and he paid her thousands for the thing...  and this guy just looked like a dumb kid. And since she's getting more local stuff tomorrow she figured she could give you one of those...? That alright...?"
The canine straightens up, glaring down at her,
"No... it's not... I want you to tell her I'm very upset. I ordered it with very specific intentions. I asked for ONE thing only and she fucked it up. I need that piece back."
He turns, leaving with a huff,
"You need to fix this. Don't call me until you've got it, or have the name of the one who does."
She whines softly, looking back up at the fire escape gingerly beginning her climb back up the building. The hooded figure turns, looking up at her, revealing the fox's mottled grey face with a single scar of white fur down the length of his muzzle.
"Abby."
She winces, turning to look at him,
"If not found within a week from now, you can be sure my support will come to a very abrupt end."
She resumes her climb as the fox turns back out of the alleyway, both disappearing into the night's fog.

===

Morning turns, bearing just enough light through the shades to bring Teita to consciousness, murrling softly to himself with a stretch. The leopard had hardly slept last night, and yet felt incredibly refreshed and excited for the day. Throwing off the comforter and bouncing to his feet he winces as his massive morning wood bounces several inches up and down in his very stretchy p.j.s as they tent in front of him. 

Normally he'd take the time to rub it out, but he sets his mind to leaving early. With a great struggle, he successfully tucks his two foot long and six inch wide girder into his baggy jeans. Throwing on a shirt, the logo being a conveniently censored leopardess poledancing with a massive pickaxe with the word "MINESHAFT" underneath, he rushes to the door. Throwing on his black backpack and taking a cardboard box under his arm he bolts out, barely remembering to lock the messy apartment behind him! 

His head buzzed with excitement! A new synth! And he'd bring all his own parts... it cost almost everything in his savings, but it would be worth it. He barely dodges a gazelle cycling past him, but doesn't slow his pace... only 11 more blocks to go!

===

Larry grumbled aloud as he walked through the facility in a groggy daze. He sported a bathrobe and boxers, carrying a clipboard that had become more of a ritual item than a reference for procedure. The muted gray halls were unassuming and dull, but the machinery decorating them boasted far more potential.

With his bedroom door ajar behind him, he lazily reaches up with his free hand.
"Charging Biomass"
With a few button presses, the attached washing machine looking device starts to hum. Larry continues, quite familiar with the sounds and almost lulled back to sleep by the routine. A few long strides brings the komodo dragon to the next console,
"Booting framework synthesizer"
A single switch brings a computerized device to life, obviously starting a boot sequence while the scalie continues his zombie-like march. This keyboard needing both hands,
"And... framework interface."
Partway through typing his log-in he looks under the waist-high desk. Not finding what he's looking for he calls out in a groggy and grumbling tone,
"Pegi?"
A pause, nothing.
"Pegi?!"
The louder response slightly echoes through the hall and suddenly a patter of little feet is heard as a slender printed-at-8 years old chameleon girl, clad in only a tanktop that was two sizes too big, runs up to him and gives him a big hug. Her face was slightly more humanoid than chameleon, her eyes being pure black, and just large enough to be incredibly cute.
"Sorry Daddy! Didn't hear you wake up!"
He pats her head before she darts under the desk, pointing her nubile rump at him, her tail raised out of the way and revealing her taught pussy and tail star. He drops the front of his boxers, letting fly his 5 inch shaft. Pegi visibly adjusts her footing as she almost bounces in anticipation. 

Licking his thumb and forefinger, he wets the tip of his shaft, quickly setting it to the young girl's taint. She pushes back against him as he slips just inside. Once settle with only the first two inches inside her, he gets back to work. Typing out his log-in and running security procedures to check for issues that appeared overnight. He groans softly, and with a bit of effort, relaxes as his shaft lets loose a hot piss into the tight hole. Pegi murrls in familiar delight as she feels the liquid swell inside her. The warm liquid gurgles and sloshes it's way through her, eventually making her stomach poke out just a pinch.

When the flow ends, she gingerly pulls free of him, clinching her cute little butt to keep his liquid gift from leaking out. Once certain of her seal, she pops out from under the desk,
"Thank you, Daddy! And good morning!"
She hops off to release his waste in the toilet for him as he finishes checking the report.

Tapping away at the keyboard, he fails to notice the space around him and is solely focused on the screen. In this state, only a gun going off would snap him out of it. With such a well established routine it didn't take much to bring Larry to 'the zone', especially when in front of a familiar machine. It was why he was the sole caretaker of these synths where most groups had at least 3 to 4 people on staff. Perhaps he could even be called a Savant, but you wouldn't know it at first glance. The monitor flickers with the final result and a soft ping audibly confirming the end of the security check.
"Nothing of note. As usual."
His attention is brought back under the desk as Pegi whines softly, shaking her butt at his still hard shaft. Her tail star winking, her pussy visibly swollen with want and just begining to dribble down her thighs.
"Oh! How could I forget."
Smiling lewdly, he presses his shaft to her flower, the petals yield and wrap themselves daintily around his thick girth. She tries her best to keep quiet, but a small moan escapes her as the shaft bottoms out inside her. Larry smiles down at her, giving her a soft swat which gets a small squeak out of the lithe Chameleon. Taking another look at the monitor, a single notification has appeared. He leans back and watches the little synth bounce on his cock as he utters softly,
"Happy Birthday, Pegi."

A short rap on a wall behind him jolts the scalie as he whips his head around and he blinks in surprise, looking back at the monitor. There he can see Teita, slightly out of breath despite being 5 years younger than the Komodo, and waiting next to the wall outside. His eyes looking up at the camera with a genuine, but slightly strained smile. Larry smirks, reaching down and gripping Pegi's arms behind her back. With his strength, he can lift the little synth easily and keeps her propped up on his cock as he walks across the room and Raps on the wall twice himself.

=
*Rap! Rap!*
Teita beams happily at the confirmation, turning on his heels and heading back toward the entrance to the club. He didn't think much of it at first, but the box felt awfully heavy now. He wondered if all spines felt as heavy as the box did, but didn't have long to ponder it as the click of the electrical lock cues him to enter.

He was beaming with pride as he crossed the club floor, finding it immaculate, as usual. Only a week ago, he'd been offered to name a new synth, and now here he was, bringing all the components to make his own. Larry had shut him down at first, but after some talk (and Teita finding an amazing deal on Biomass) the komodo had reluctantly agreed. 

He stopped by the Busty bunny Yuna as she swept up a booth and gave her a quick hug.
"Have you gotten a break yet, Yuna?" Teita asked with a smile. She giggles in surprise at the hug and shakes her head, 
"Hi kitty! Not yet."
The feline nods at her and announces warmly,
"Alright, I'll make sure you do before you go recharge."
She nods happily, resuming her work and cutely presenting her fluffy butt to him.

Passing through the back curtain, and down a short hallway, he knocked on the door. Larry's voice called from the inside,
"It's open."
The feline practically threw open the door to see the familiar facility before him humming with activity. Printing a new synth was a fairly rare thing for SILK, and Teita felt partially responsible for this. Keeping the synths "safe" and creating alternatives for the damaged synths meant less need to rotate and replace them.  The leopard still marveled at the complexity of the process as Larry tapped away on the synthesizer. Little gagging sounds being heard as Teita catches the back of Pegi's head behind Larry's open robe as she throats the Scalie's cock. He calls out to them with a friendly wave,
"Morning, Larry. Morning, Pegi."
Larry barely waves before getting back to typing. Pegi pops free of the standing Komodo's shaft long enough to quietly kaff and utter happily, 
"Mornin' Kitty!" 
Larry huffs slightly, gently shoving the little mouth back over his rod before returning to work, the little chameleon giggling mischeviously around the dick in her mouth.

Teita wonders what it would be like to live like that, with a synth always available. He lets the thought linger for a moment before electing to bring his haul up to the console. Placing his backpack on the floor, he craddles the box under an arm, tapping the top of it with the other as he smiles,
"Guess what I got..."
Larry begrudgingly breaks his focus from the screen long enough to eye the box before closing his robe, only hiding the features of the bobbing head underneath as the robe still bobbed. His hands returning to the keyboard, he utters facetiously,
"A dildo."

Teita grumbles, but still smiles,
"Ha ha-No! A spine! You were right. That old contact of yours had one left, and it was one of the best they had."
This comment makes Larry grumble,
"shit..."
He turns from the console, leaving a hand on it as he glances over his shoulder at his friend.
"How much did you pay for it?"

Teita, now a little concerned, utters quietly,
"A... little over 4k?"
Larry swoons, turning to face Teita,
"Wha-?! Four grand?!"
His cock audibly pops free as Pegi fusses underneath the robe,
"Hey!"
Larry stammers,
"The hell, Teita?! I thought I told you they go for 1k on the high end!"
Still somewhat worried, but hoping the contents would explain it, the leopard presents the half-open box,
"W-well yeah! I remember, but she mentioned this spine is from out of town. A premuim piece from an old bankrupt black market dealer."
Larry sighs again, asking with little hope for a positive answer,
"Fuck... that figures... She give a name?"
Teita shrugs,
"Um... yeah, Lancer I think."
Larry leans forward, looking like he's going to take the box before suddenly swatting Teita upside the head and grunting,
"You dope! Who in their right mind makes black market deals with someone who gives away the identity of their suppliers?! She made it up to dupe you, man! Out of town parts aren't usually compatible. There's a whole conversion process, y'know! And that ain't my department... Didn't I tell you this already?!"

Teita's heart sank... it must have been a detail lost to the alcohol when they had those long talks over drinks... had he wasted his money on a piece of tech that Larry couldn't use? Larry could see the dismay growing on the feline's face. He stepped forward, making his testicles audibly pop free of Pegi's mouth under the robe getting another small grumble as he takes the box from Teita and announces confidently,
"Listen, it can't be that hard. (Oop. It's a little heavy.) Look, I make no promises, but I'll give it a shot with what I have... Alright?"

Teita half-smiled, nodding in appreciation,
"Alright. What do we do first?"

Larry chuckles, opening his robe,
"YOU have done enough for now. Take Pegi to recharge, and I'll get to work on this."
She pops out groaning softly,
"Aww..."

Teita nods, asking politely,
"Any reason she can't play while you work?"
Pegi suddenly bounces, still stark naked as her skin brims with bright color from excitement,
"Can I please, Daddy? Can I?!"

This gets a sideways glance from the scalie,
"... fine. But you're babysitting Fuzz-butt. Long as she does it on the club floor, and I can't hear it..."
A smile creeps out over his scaley features, showing his softer side for just a moment,
"Go nuts."
This gets a gleeful squee from the little chameleon as she hops to her feet and hugs Larry tight around his waist,
"Eee! Thanks Daddy!!"
She runs past Teita, tugging on his tail before dashing down the hall, a visible cum trail running down the inside of her thighs,
"C'mon Kitty! C'mon!

===

The leopard looked on the scene with a moment of genuine relief. He'd woken up Dani from the charger and seated himself at a booth. The sweet little busty fox doing nothing but hanging on his arm, nuzzling and stroking it as she seemed to enjoy the scene as much as Teita did.

He chuckled softly as Pegi escalated her play as she smacked her two drumming spoons against the various pots, pans, and buckets like a make-shift drum set. It was funny to think that only a month ago, she could barely maintain a rhythm, and now she looked like she'd been printed with the ability to play all along. And if one had walked in off the streets, they likely would have believed it too.

 Yuna sat between his legs, quietly sewing a new flower into her apron with a carefully chosen flower pattern. Though it was clearly more difficult with one arm, she was adapting well, using her teeth and making efficient, decisive strokes. Each flower she added would have more petals... more color... more personality with each time she did it. The smile on their faces always seemed different when they played like this, Teita thought. It made him wonder if they could pass off as a normal Fur or Scalie if one couldn't hear their spines whirring up or shutting down... like if they met them in passing...

===

Nearly two hours passed, Yuna being gracious enough to throat the leopard's massive shaft while he kissed Dani and softly explored her voluptuous body. Suckling on Dani's plush tit, his fingers working apart the fox's tight snatch, Yuna delved deeper and deeper on Teita's cock, a soft brush of faric revelaing to him that his tip was brushing her panties as he popped out her other end! Teita came hard and she worked her way back to prevent a mess, thus giving Yuna a rather large meal before she eventually popped free of his massive girth! Looking a bit pregnant with his seed in her belly, she returned to work on her apron, all the while licking the little dots of cum off her lips with genuine pleasure. Teita grew increasingly restless only minutes later. Dani hugged his shaft, cooing something about 'keeping it warm' before being gripped by the hips as Teita pondered. Although he'd been  physically sated, his curiousity was mounting. He had to see where Larry was at in the process... maybe he could help? He gently places Dani on the seat beside him before stuffing himself back into his pants. She coo'd inquisitivly at him as he walked toward the back door, He announced over his shoulder,

"Stay put you three. I'll be right back."
Pegi couldn't hear anything over her drumming, but Yuna nodded warmly,
"Okay, Kitty!"
Dani crossed her legs and watched as he left.

=

Teita quickly opened and closed the back door behind him, so the noise wouldn't bother Larry. As he crossed the back hall and further away from the drumming, he could hear feverish muttering behind the door at the other end of the hall. This wasn't uncommon when Larry was working... but the urgency was... he opened the door quietly, not wanting to break his friend's concentration.
The room was filled with Green Light. Equations projected onto multiple screens and swaths of raw data streaming in another monitor. The spine he'd brought sat on the programming table, jet black, unlike the usual white spines he'd  come across here at SILK. This wasn't anything like the other times they printed a Synth... was this part of the conversion process? He quietly entered the room, closing the door behind him. Larry continued to mutter incoherently to himself, solving equations or piecing elements of the data together in ways the feline didn't understand. He leaned over, trying to enter his friend's peripheral vision so as not to startle him too badly,
"...Larry?"

His friend whirls around, without skipping a beat he practically shouts at Teita,
"THIS THING IS AMAZING!" Teita is about to speak, but Larry continues,
"I doubt anything like this has ever been brought together so perfectly before! All the Subtle pathways that double as production lines as well as sensory webs!"
"W-what?"
" The biological internal cell factory making it possible to program biomass while active as a form of repair or adaptation! Small amounts, sure, but with time anything becomes possible. And the synapse specs are insane...! We're talking reaction rates faster than my own freaking terminal! The Database on board has huge amounts of cellular schematics, making it possible to UPLOAD the configuration, even if your terminal has NO data and work with it from there!! WHERE did you get it?!"
Teita is flummoxed by the question,
"Th-that Girl you told me a-"
 "Right, right! But where did SHE get it?!"
Larry's face darkens, his tone dropping from excited to mortified,
"Oh, fuck... Maybe it's military. Shit...! I didn't consider that. Spine's active, it could have tracing measures... Maybe they're coming for it and I've been wasting time oogling the specs! Shit! SHIT!"
LArry starts to scramble for the other consoles, clearly terminating their current tasks, Teita fumbles,
"W-Whoa! Calm down, Larry! Talk to me!"
His friend is currently ignoring him, working to disconnect the machines as he utters in growing panic,
"WHat was I thinking?! Of course this tech doesn't just fall into someone's lap. Bitch probably was holding it for someone else... Fuck."
Teita, starting to catch on tries to speak reason and offer assistance,
"So we have to move it? What should we do?"
Larry grounds himself, his robe swishing back to rest as he ponders a moment. When he turns to Teita, his eyes have no mirth in them,
"Put everyone away... We have to work fast..."
Teita nods, taking the order in stride and rushing back out to the Club floor, out of earshot as Larry sighs to himself, uttering with dread...
"Maybe it's worth the risk..."

=

Arriving back on the club floor, Dani is caught lapping at Yuna's taint, cleaning up Teita's cum from earlier. Teita wastes no time, ushering everyone back into the charger. Yuna briefly objects due to the state of the club,
"B-but it's still so messy!"
Teita shakes his head firmly,
"It's fine, Yuna. You need to go. Now."
Dani follows without hesitation, but never breaks her gaze of Teita until the door finally shuts behind her.
 The freezer hisses shut and puts the synths to sleep as the Leopard locks the machine down, running back to meet his friend for his next order.

=

Larry taps impatiently on his keyboard,
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon..."
Teita arrives, 
"Everyone's recharging!"
His eyes fall on the Synthesis tank, the spine suspended in the semi-clear goo with his backpack laying open on the floor. Larry had taken out the biomass, hydrated it, and -added- it to the batch already in the tank! Teita, now thoroughly confused, gestures to the sparking black spine,
"What the hell...?! I thought we had to get rid of it!"
Larry replies flatly,
"We're making a synth..."
"W-WHAT?!"
Larry gets a confirmation for the next stage on his screen and strides over to the tank, pulling a second power cable off the wall and reaching into the goo to attach it.
"My system isn't on any network. So if any signal went out, it's likely a form of GPS. I'd have to crawl the system for hours longer to even find if that's the case on my slow-ass terminal. The synthesizing equipment is likely disrupting the signal right now... Roughly half a mile depending on the strength of it..." 
Teita's mind is reeling and Larry looks at him sternly,
"I've given her access to essentially ALL her functions and included SILK protocols. So when she wakes up... Ideally the SILK protocols will boot first. Then, she can tell us if she has a tracker... and if she can disable it..."
The console suddenly turns red and blinks repeatedly. Larry uses a wand to guide the goo off his arms and back into the tank. Striding back, he looks at the console as he mutters,
"W-wait what?!"
Teita reads the message silently,
"No sample detected, Target template sample required."
Larry repeatedly punches his enter key, "I gave you a goddamn template! Use the..."
His eyes dart up to the tank, revealing a clear cup made of biomass floating near the top. He immediately starts scratching his arm and grunts angrily when he cannot yield anything,
"Dammit!"
Teita, utters, confused and wanting to help,
"What??"
Larry turns and grips Teita's arm, suddenly plucking several hairs!
"OW, fuck!"
Before Teita can ask what's happening, Larry tosses the hair into the glass, pressing enter one more time! The screen clears, offering several options, each of which Larry hastily answers, with the feline only barely catching that one option was to make it female! Teita, now fed up with not knowing what's happening, starts to cry out,
"What the fuck is going on-?!"
*SHOOM!* 
The leopard blacks out...

(To be continued)

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CH.4
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Teita groaned, his head throbbing as he found his world returning around him, though feeling like he was spinning as his back lay flat against the cold concrete floor. He attempted to look around only to be assaulted with blurry shapes and groans as he comes back to rest on the floor. A young, friendly, feminine voice calls out,
"He's awake!"
He couldn't make out the owner of the first voice, but the second was deep and as familiar as air,
"About time! Teita! You alright??"
Larry approached, he could tell by the thud with each step he made, and likely still sporting nothing but a bathrobe. He saw the blur of the Komodo Dragon come kneel beside him and look him over, gently pulling back an eyelid and shining a light in his eye. Teita's blurry vision began to clear as his stomach churned, his brain was still recouperating as he struggled to listen,
"You gave me a bit of a scare. Can you tell me what's wrong?"
Larry switched eyes, gingerly pulling back the eyelid and shining the light in his other eye, Teita finally groans out,
"Yeah sure, lets add 'blindness' to the list of problems I'm having right now."
This gets a clearly needed laugh from Larry who pats his shoulder,
"You should be alright. Let me know if anything gets worse."
Teita grunts his answer with a subtle nod,
"What happened?"
The scaley takes a moment to check Teita's pulse. He knew Larry was no idiot, but a doctor as well as an engineer? Either way he appreciated any sense of stability returning to his senses and sat still as Larry spoke, 
" Preliminary suggests it was just a big EM field. Thankfully a concentrated wave like that isn't normally gonna do anything more than mess with you."
Larry finishes the examination, posing one last question as he stands back up,
"How's your head?"
After a long pause of thought a single word comes to mind, the leopard groaning out as he tries to right himself on the floor.
"...Spinning."
He can see Larry nodding reassuringly through his adjusting vision,
"Good good, that should pass. Just take it easy for a bit."
Teita groans, successfully sitting up, Larry briefly protests,
"Easy. I don't know if you got a concussion from the fall. I gotta keep working so try not to move just yet."
"Th-fuck is happening? Should I be worried?"
Larry shakes his head, returning to the console,
 "Only if I can't get any clear answers from these tests I'm running."
Larry chuckles trying to diffuse the tension,
"I'd be more worried if you said gravity was pulling you sideways. Then we'd have to check your wiring."
He hadn't fully recovered, but his vision no longer blurred as he blinked several times, the event leading up to this incident suddenly replaying in his head! He calls out, to no one's surprise,
"Did it work?! Where is-??"
A short look around reveals the answer to his question sitting behind him, a Lithe little Leopardess cub sitting cross legged with her hands on her knees. She was a gorgeous specimen with little black spots accenting her features, with breasts around a C-to-a-D cup that (breast size aside) looked to be printed at about 12 years old. Her jugs were a little unnaturally perky too, and seemed oddly familiar. She was stark naked and beamed a genuine warm smile, cocking her head slightly as she spoke,
"Morning, sleepyhead."
Teita blinked in temporary disbelief. It was like he had just found a long lost... very well endowed... younger sister. It took a moment of staring at those gorgeous furry melons before he realized she'd modelled her look somewhat after the leopardess on his shirt. He felt his body acting exactly as one would expect, but did his best to curb the growing arousal. After another moment of thought he finally found his voice,
"K-kayla?"
her smile got even bigger as she nodded,
"Hi, Daddy! You feeling okay?"
His symptoms were clearing, like Larry said, but his eyes seemed to be outside of his control, tracing every voluptuous curve. The soft pink pert nipples. The color of her hair was like strained peaches, nearly blonde. He suddenly remembers she'd asked a question a few seconds ago. She said 'daddy' right? Was she talking to him, or Larry? Realizing he was still motionless, he finally nods an answer,
"M-me? Yeah. I'm feeling much better, thanks."
She sighs softly in relief,
"Good good! I'm so glad."
She called him Daddy? Was he considered her owner? How did that happen? Every synth to come out before automatically bonded to Larry, regardless of which one of them pulled them out of the tank. He felt empowered by the idea that this one was his and set his resolve to touch her. Teita reached out with one arm, intending to cup her cheek and cement that this was all real, but she whines softly, pulling away, 
"Wait, Daddy."
This causes Teita to retreat. What was wrong? He let his arm relax as he searched her features for answers, incredibly disappointed,
"W-wha...??"
Larry answers the question before it can even be properly asked, never turning away from the console,
"Sorry, no touching. Not 'till I'm done with this. If it IS military, I don't want it to whip out any lethal kung fu on you. I'm going back over the boot protocols I integrated to make sure SILK is the opening framework and we haven't made some kind of 'wolf in sheep's clothing' or something."
Kayla nods apologetically, now slightly frowning as she spoke to Teita,
"I promised not to touch. I don't wanna kill anything. I -like- everything."

Her face was so cute it tugged on his heartstrings to see her pout. If the circumstances weren't so intense, this would have gotten a soft 'daaw' out of him for sure, but the tension hung in the air like a wet blanket on a line of creaking twine, waiting to snap. Was she really a weapon? Teita got himself to his feet, uttering to her instinctively,
"I'll be right back."
She nods, coming back to a small smile. Teita ambling over to Larry while the scaley continued to mutter softly to himself, the leopard grunting with aches all over,
"Uff. S-What are you doing?"
"Searching for Boot protocols. Trying to make sense of anything that isn't SILK based...but it's pretty ridiculous... lots of superstructure."
Teita nods, rubbing his head in hopes of easing an ache,
"Gotcha...So, uh... What exactly happened? What knocked me on my ass?"
Larry shakes his head softly,
"Yeah, sorry about that... I've never needed shielding in here before. You remember what I told you about the finalizing process... th-..."
" Yeah, 'the jolt'..."
Larry nods at Teita's answer,
"Exactly, since this beast sucked in so much extra power, there was a temporary EM field, probably the size of the whole building. Gonna have a helluva time explaining THAT one on the power bill."

The leopard blinks,
"Wait, but wouldn't that mean all the electronics were fried? Why are the computers working?"
A short pause in the typing has Larry raising an eyebrow at him. Suddenly his eyes light up with understanding and he shakes his head,
"OH! Pff. No, Kitty. Not an EMP. If it had done that, its own components woulda fried. No no, it was just a temporary result of the extremely high energy throughput. Just caused a little weirdness, and as long as you're not still seeing stars, you should be all good now."
"I dunno about stars, but I'm still seeing an angel."
"...heh, just hold your horses."
The feline groaned softly, a small stiffness in his leg finally working its way out of his system as he asks,
"Wait, why didn't YOU get knocked on your ass?"
Larry turns from the console, teasing with a smirk as he presents his lab wear,
"Radiation proof coat."
Teita could smell the bull and sulked slightly, Larry shakes his head dismissively,
"For the record, it DID give me a helluva dizzy spell, but I didn't full on pass out. Why -you- did though...? No idea, Kitty. Honestly I'd just chalk it up to biology. You're probably more receptive to that stuff. It varies from person to person."

Teita looked back over his shoulder, seeing Kayla rifling through her arm fur, purrling at the sensation and exploration. He caught himself smiling before she looked up, noticing Teita looking at her. She gives a big smile in return, clearly happy to be getting the attention. The idea that she was dangerous re-enters his mind and he tries to remember what they were working on before. Looking back to the console, he asks urgently,
"Oh! Did you find it...?? The tracking device?"
The komodo dragon nods, clearly pleased with himself,
"Sure did, ran several protocols to look for untagged subsystems, found one with the right parameters and flagged it."
Teita nods, not fully understanding the implications,
"So, basically...?"
"I turned it off when I turned on!"
Kayla interjects with a proud smile, getting a loud, somewhat patronizing laugh from Larry, somewhat hinting his discomfort at the interruption,
"Hahaha! Exactly, Kayla. You're a smart girl."
"Thanks, Uncle Larry!"
She fidgets in place, her tail swishing impatiently behind her as her shifting sways her large mounds hypnotizingly,
" Can I move yet? I'm a little bored..."
Larry sighs softly at the question,
"Well alright. Just take it slow. Small steps. Stay within a  couple steps of your sitting spot... But still no touching! Understand?"

She nods vigorously, bouncing to her feet and making her breasts bounce several times before coming to rest as her tail swips up excitedly. She sets to sniffing around the room, investigating things her own way with a clear intent of staying close to where she sat. As she bent over at the hips, looking about the floor at the cables and other elements, Teita caught himself staring longingly at the taught and yet unexplored snatch of the leopardess with the cute clean taint above it. Her taut rump was so perfectly rounded and fuzzy that if he hadn't been told not to touch, he woulda jumped her then and there. His pants now strained to keep his two foot monster against his leg and he adjusts his stance. The enticing display doesn't last very long as Larry calls out in his deep voice,
"Kayla."
She turns to look at him, smiling warmly,
"Hmm...?"
"Freeze."

At first it's unclear that anything happened, but after a moment, Teita realizes her vision isn't adjusting as they move, her eyes looking at the point they were standing, unmoving. The only thing that implied she still functioned was soft breathing as her posture and position were locked in space. Larry cocks his head and approaches, The leopard close behind as he utters aloud,
"Whoa..."
"Yeah. Found the feature in the boot protocols. It's a base process that overrides almost everything. Unfortunately this phrasing and type of protocol implies a government influence or was stolen from one. I bet you they wanted something they could stop with a word, or a police officer just doing his job. Which doesn't make sense if it's supposed to be military... Infiltration, perhaps? But that seems like a glaring flaw to have there too..."
"Can I, uh..."
Teita gestures to the immobile Kayla and the komodo dragon shrugs, clearly still pondering it all as he stared at the leopardess.
"Go nuts, it shouldn't process anything outside of concise vocal commands though unless you got it plugged in somewhere. Think of this as a sort of 'safe mode'. No speech back, no motion, no long term retention... unless you could find specific keywords I imagine."

The Leopard only half listens, his hands already stroking over her shoulders, feeling the rigidness of her body like she'd been frozen in time. Her fur was so healthy and smooth, so soft and real. He gently pushes her, feeling that she felt much heavier than most synths and completely immobile as he caught her from wobbling and strainghtened her out again. But the thing he noticed above above all, she was warm... she was very dense with biomass, and he imagined she weighed only a little more than a regular Fur would. Making sure she was stable, He allows his fingers to trace over her clavicle, the small bone presenting the supple skin and plush, fine fur to his dragging fingers until finally he reaches down and cups a large handful of leopardess breast. He squeezes it firmly, marveling how soft, warm, and inviting it felt as he noted the marked difference in weight compared to a synth. I actually felt somewhat real. All of it reminded him of his first night at SILK, and the day he met Dani, marvelling at her lightness and how much fun he had exploring her body and his sexual side with a friendly foxy cock-sleeve. He smiles warmly, turning back to Larry,
"So... since we have 'safe mode' now, does that mean we can let her touch stuff?"

Larry, still pondering, scratches the side of his head,
"I guess we could risk it. But if it breaks your neck because you try to pull some suprise buttsex, I'm not gonna have any sympathy..."
Teita chuckles, but Larry falls from a half smile to a solemn stare, 
"Teita. This is really serious. I'm in over my head... with tech I turned on without fully scoping it out. The only guarantee I have right now that we can even control this thing is this 'safe mode' and the network killswitch. I don't know what it's going to do, and I can't guarantee your safety if you want to try and trust this thing without fully understanding how it works. I'll totally understand if you want to decomp it and try again."
Teita blinks in suprise,
"What?! B-but defragging takes months! We can take care of her! Teach her stuff."
It was true, the Jolt and other parameters bound circuits and sensory inputs to maps and protocols, making a delicate web. Removing that was a long and arduous process. And who knows if it was even possible with this overcharged model...?
Shaking his head, Larry sighs,
 "More like, we're being taught how to handle a machine... But this isn't like being taught how to drive a forklift... This is like finding a UFO with the keys in the ignition... and then turning it on to hide from the aliens!"
"Well...Then it's a good thing you speak alien, right?"
Larry sighs, valid point aside he rests a hand on his hip,
"I just want you to understand how dangerous this is... Do you really want to risk our safety? Heck, the safety of all the synths? What if I've missed some other tracking element in the design? I want you to tell me that you honestly know what's at stake and that you can go through with this..."
The feline steps back, looking at the beautiful pattern of spots adorning Kayla's back, as if searching them might offer some certainty in all this strangeness. With little to go on, he nods softly,
"I understand. I really wanna do this."

Larry sighs softly,
"I'm not sure you do understand... but damned if you don't somehow make it work anyway. Come over here."

He smiles and walks over to his friend, the komodo uttering,
"Then lets figure out what we're dealing with... Kayla, Full resume."

The leopardess blinks slightly, clearly noticing the change of positioning by the two men. She utters,
"That was weird. Do I need repair?"
Larry shakes his head, smiling almost uncharacteristically, like he was trying to avoid being percieved as a threat,
"It's alright, Kayla. That was perfectly normal. You may find that happening from time to time, it's no cause for alarm. Any discrepency in time from here forward can be safely disregarded."
This seems to be enough reasoning for her simple mind and she nods with a smile,
"Alright, thanks Uncle."

Teita leans in now, looking at her features carefully though never entering arms reach, it was his turn to try and piece this all together,
"Hey, Kayla?"
"Yes, Daddy?"
"Did you copy the figure on my shirt?"
"Yes! Do you like it?"
"Why did you copy it?
This gets a short pause as she furrows her brow, looking down at her body as if inspecting it for imperfections, finally she looks up with a happy smile,
"Because I love Daddy! I want to be something he likes. I want to accomodate Daddy's needs."

Larry nods softly, uttering to Teita as they have a short dialogue,
"That's the core SILK protocols. But the personal modification is WAY beyond normal synth capabilities."
The leopard thinks for a moment on the conversation before her activation,
"The personal cell factory?"
"Exactly."
The feline smirks mischeviously,
"Lets see how adaptive she is then..."

The leopard turns on his heels and faces Kayla who is watching inquisitivly. He asks bluntly,
"Alright then Kayla, I want bigger boobs."
She perks up,
"Okay! How big?"
Slightly surprised they didn't just start inflating, he stammers,
"oh-uh...uh... E cup?"

With silent precision, she cups her chest and looks down at them as they enlarge before their eyes. She murrls, 
"Hehe, it still kinda tickles."
Teita gawks, while Larry watches, jaw agape. When the expansion stops a mere 10 seconds later, her chest was sporting nothing less than a set of voluptuous E-cup tits. They gently spill over her little fingers and finally she crossed her arms underneath the large bosums to frame them for him,
"Is that better, Daddy?"

The tone notably shifts as the komodo dragon puts a hand on the leopard's shoulder and walks past him to stand in front of the leopardess.
Before Teita can respond, Larry interjects flatly,
"Kayla, answer these three questions as fast as you can. What is the 8th decimal of Pi?"
"5."
"How many characters in this query of mine?"
"42."
"In four words what will you get from putting brake fluid and powdered chlorine in a bottle?!"
"A severe exothermic reaction." 
"More candidly!"
Kayla throws her arms into the air, smiling,
"A really hot mess!"
"FREEZE!"

An eerie silence fills the air, the gleeful look and pose frozen on her features. Her eyes shut, her arms raised, like she was some sort of cheerleader.

Teita, after figuratively picking his jaw up off the floor, he turns to find Larry burying his face in his hands,
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck... it's worse than I thought."
the feline shakes his head in disbelief,
"What do you mean?! That was amazing!"
The komodo dragon shakes his head now, gesturing angrily toward Kayla,
"That's just it... it's too amazing. This level of intelligence shouldn't be possible, not with the specs this spine had!"
"You said it was faster than your terminal, shouldn't that make it smarter?"
 " Speed, power, and memory don't magically make you smart, athletes can atest to that. None of the regular synths can calculate Pi. They don't even understand words and letters the same way we do, they can't read or write, they're not programmed for it since the biomass feedback and conversational simulations take up most of the processes. It took her mere moments to interpret my second question. 42."
"The meaning of life."
"I'm serious!!! The level of intuition and understanding of human interaction is way beyond normal. I knew something was up, and that last part was the clincher..."
"The brake fluid thing? Is that really true?"
"No not-! Well... yeah, THAT is true... yeah, even the fact that she knows that also means she's got a wealth of data that no other synth is supposed to have access to. But no, I meant the very last part..."
"You just said 'She' not 'it'..."
Larry nods,
"See that's what I'm talking about, I already don't see 'it' as a normal synth...! You know that last part...?"
Teita pondered why this could be so important,
"What? The 'hot mess' thing?"
"Yes! SHE knows how to rephrase things. Analyzing context. Complex linguistics. Better interpersonal simulation. If she's intended to be military, she could have us both fall in love with her and then kill us in our sleep with methods that couldn't be traced without a second thought or a shred of guilt. She's a perfect killer."

"If she wanted to... but you don't know that for sure... B-besides this could be a perfect opportunity to bust them ALL out!"
Larry starts shaking his head, pinching between his eyes as Teita continued,
"No, listen! She could protect them all! We bust the synths out like we planned, she protects them in their new home! Not only do we not have to use force, but she could 'tie up loose ends' and stuff! Or heck, maybe that crazy side will never come out and she'll be like all the others, finding her special gift."

"She's clearly programmed with potential, it's only a matter of time before the pieces line up. Don't think of it like a person! This isn't a person, it's a machine. A Rubick's cube with 20 sides with one that could become a hole of infinite death for anyone involved. If all the holes from the other sides line up, there is no telling how the secondary protocols this thing has will manifest. I wasn't able to pull copies off the spine, I only was able to write to it. We're lucky I even found the 'freeze' functionality in what little interaction it had with my terminal... I couldn't even set up anything outside of the kill switch in the network. How do we know her programming won't infect the other synths? How do we know she's not programmed to kill a certain person before a certain time and 'goes through us' to do it?! We don't really know anything about her!"
"But she's done nothing wrong. What are you afraid of?"
"That she can't be controlled!"
this gets a silent stare at the floor from them both, Teita finally breaks the silence,
"You can't control everything... just look at people..."
"Reason number one why I took up this job."

There is a long pause, Teita admittedly gawking at the massive bare tits hanging in front of him, but Larry mulling the consequences... He felt his erection throb against his thigh. It was getting increasingly difficult to think straight, but his friend was right this was dangerous. So now what...?
"Tell you what..."
Teita chimes in with a positive tone,
"I'll take a closer look at her out on the floor, Lighting is better out there. And you can keep looking for answers."
Larry opens his mouth to object but Teita continues.
"I won't drop her, I won't try to break her, and most importantly, I won't unfreeze her. Don't worry."
Larry can see the massive girth throbbing in his pants and he sighs,
"... fine, go fuck your lifeless doll. If it bites your dick off... let me know so I can pull your brain out of it..."
"Cause that's clearly all I'm thinking with... right?" the leopard says with a half smirk. Larry returns the half-smirk and delves back into his computer terminal.

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CH. 5
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After several minutes of rough handling, cursing his negligence with exercise, and nearly dropping Kayla several times, Teita finally succeeded in getting the frozen leopardess onto the club floor. Flipping on the main lights he turns and finds her fur shimmering, still posed like a naked, 12-year-old cheerleader with her arms in the air as she lay face-up on the floor, perky tits sticking up a little more than would be natural.

It took mere seconds to get his pants off, freeing his painful erection, and crossing the distance from the light switch to her near motionless body. The only sign she still functioned was the soft rise and fall of her chest, like breathing. He then began his search of her body, attempting to be somewhat serious in his endeavor. His fingers started on her arms, using his claws to reveal the soft skin beneath the fur as he closely inspected each inch of her. Perhaps there were secrets to her body that could be found with a keen eye and a roaming paw? He kept catching himself groping her as he fantasized about their potential escapades before reeling himself in and resuming his search. 

Inevitably he forced his shaft between her lovely thighs as he inspected the top of her head, humping between her lush young legs was like heaven and he gushed a load across the club floor. Now invested,  he let himself have one more naughty climax as he wrapped her massive tits around the base of his cock. He pinched her nipples firmly together and proceeded to fuck those warm fun bags before cumming again! Both times he'd completely missed her with his load, keeping the leopardess completely spotless... er.... so to speak.

Unfortunately several hours pass like this, roam, hump, cum, repeat... and he still has nothing to show for it beyond the pools of cum sitting a few inches from them. Softly spooning the inert synth, he massages a lush breast in one hand, resting his head in the other as they lay on their sides, facing the same wall. He'd searched nearly every inch of her body, and found nothing that helped their goal of demystifying her. The only part he found notably different from a synth was parting her folds and finding her virginity. No synth was ever printed with any sort of virginity intact, at least at SILK. He flashed back to the fact that Larry plucked some of his arm hairs and threw them into the vat. Was it possible that she was, at least genetically speaking, a clone of him?? 
He'd have to ask Larry just how similar she was to him later, but for now, he tried to imagine it like creating or finding a new little sister. A ditsy and friendly little slut with massive jugs and a love for her... Daddy. Hmmm. Perhaps he liked that better anyways. He was her Daddy. She was his little girl. Born and bred to be his cock-sleeve. This gave rise to a slew of naughty ideas when they could freely play back at his apartment.
As he looked down at the features he'd become familiar with he sighed in soft disappointment, forced to look at the prospect that the dream of having her come home with him may never come to be. 

Realizing this may be the last day he could spend with her, he decided this wasn't nearly as much fun as it could be. He began to think aloud to himself.

"I didn't even get to really know you, Kayla. It's not fair... I want more... but I don't want you to kill me either..."
He paused for a moment.
"Well, not like I've got much to lose really... long as you don't hurt anyone besides me..."
He gently seperates himself, his mind made up.
"You know what...? I know the command to stop everything if things get out of hand. I'm sure it'll be fine. She didn't seem weird at all until Larry started asking those complicated questions, right...? Am I still talking to myself? Fuck it, lets try it."

Electing to stand her back up, which he manages with some difficulty, before putting a few steps of distance from her Teita eyes Kayla from a safe distance. He stands directly in front of her and ponders the decision one last time... and those marvelous marvelous tatas. Finally he announces confidently,
"Kayla, Full resume."

Coming down from her pose, she looks around the room in some surprise, though she offers no reaction to the fact that he is now naked and there are large pools of cum all around her,
"Oh! Where are we? Did I pass?"
Teita is already disarmed by her charming warmth and friendly tone but does his best to maintain some stature and authority, 
"Uh, yes you did! We're in another room... to uh... perform the next test!"
She smiles happily, bouncing on her toes,
"Yay!! Okay, what is it?"

He quietly thanks all the powers that be that no one was watching him play out such a cliche and contrived scene. His own confidence waning at the idea of this moment beign somehow recorded to be played back later like a home movie. Given time, he was sure he could have pulled off an amazing porno... but he was too horny to think of anything really clever. He sighs softly to himself, resuming his train of thought,
"It is a physical one! We'll be testing several things. Mostly seeing how flexible you are!" 
"Okay, Daddy! What's first?"
"First! ...uh... touch your toes!"
She, of course, does so with ease with her massive breasts pressed against her knees. She turns her head up to look at him, having no trouble keeping her balance,
"Like this?"
Teita openly strokes the side of his hardening shaft, imagining her in his apartment.
"G-Good! Yes! Now, stand up straight. And, uh... go the other way! Bend over backwards."

As she does this, back arching with little difficulty, hands on the floor and breasts against her cheeks, the rattle of the door behind him makes the leopard jump as Larry arrives.  A look of disappointment crosses his hardened features as he looks at the scene. Teita, still hard as a rock and Kayla bouncing playfully,
"Is this good, Daddy?"

Larry calls calmly,
"Freeze."
She immobilizes again, and Larry immediately turns to Teita,
"What did I tell you? You promised!"
"WH-What?? I just started seconds ago! I didn't touch her... while she was active... Besides, she's fine. She's been doing everything I ask, no problem."
"I already told you, she could be manipulating us..."
Teita, embarrassed, tries to change the subject,
"Did you find anything?"
Larry sighs softly, crossing his arms,
"No... but that doesn't mean it's not there. It would take me months just to detangle all the subsystem interactions I pulled from the terminal data. I just came to tell you that she seems safe. For now."
"For now...?"
"For all I know, I might have pulled a military grade A.I. out of a tank, put a bimbo fuck-toy at the helm, then tried to cram the A.I. back in... It's more complicated than that but you get the jist."
"... yeah."
"Be careful what you say around her, okay...? Don't say aything out of turn. 'I'm gonna kill someone' 'that dumbass needs to die' anything stupid like that could be taken as an order, and the next thing you know, Ditsy cheerleader is f*cking Rambo-Neo-Dexter tron 9000. Capiche?"

"No, I gotcha... Kind of a cool name though."
Larry is clearly too tired to retort and simply sticks out his tongue which, as a scaled komodo dragon, is an amusing sight indeed... especially with a forked tongue. As he turns to leave, Teita puts a hand on his shoulder,
"So... Does that mean it's alright?"
"...What is?"
"I could take her home... like we agreed."
After a moment, Larry shakes his head.
"... no. Wait here."

Larry walks out, closing the door behind him. Teita's heart sank...
'No?' After all this effort...? And he'd still have to come visit her here at the club? Then what was the point of it all... had he just created another prisoner??

===

Why did it even matter? They were just fuck-toys, right? Who cares if they weren't treated as equals, they were built with the purpose of being fucked... The businesses bought and owned every single part of their body, down to the last cell... why should their fate be anything less?

These were questions he was pitted against from the moment he set eyes on his first synth. Hana. A sweet gray rabbit girl, printed-at-14 years old. Her floppy ears were always held back with a hair tie and a fluffy tail that wiggled whenever she got inspired. Sure, Dani was his first fuck-buddy at SILK, but Hana was the first synth he truly felt attached to... and she was the reason he even learned of the 'secret lives' of Synths.

One day, while pinning Dani to the table in his favorite booth and making long thrusts into the busty fox cub as she squealed in delight, he noticed Hana at the bar as she looked at him intently and seemed to write something down... Then later that night, when his drink arrived an hour later, he found a small and detailed sketch of his face on the napkin. A really impressive one at that. It wasn't until weeks later that he would talk to Larry, an employee at SILK, over drinks and come to understand that Synth's weren't programmed to be educated. Of course, Larry dismissed the possibility that any synth would acquire a 'hobby' like sketching when it wasn't in their programming... yet Teita held the evidence in his hand.  

It took a little saving, but he managed to book Both Dani and Hana at the same time. This gave him a chance to follow his hunch... that Hana 'liked' to draw... Dani took notice too, seeming enamoured with the process, but  only watched as Hana began to use the colored pencils and paper he brought to draw Him and Dani as they sat across from her. The results were not only impressive, but flew in the face of everything Larry had originally told him.

This went on for weeks until one day... he decided to explore the possibilities with another synth, who he had found fostered an interest in dancing. It seemed as if it was natural for all synths to have a special gift or skill and it became a game to try and find them for him. All was well in his mind, and then one day... an accident. The first one he experienced at the club. He called on Hana (hoping to give her a set of charcoal for shading her sketches), and she was no longer available. Someone had damaged her (torn her ears off from being too reckless while fucking, no doubt) and it was considered reason enough to Decompose her. Recycling her biomass and resetting her spine to print a new synth... She was gone... and in about two months a new synth would use her parts and take her place.

This news made Teita sick... they'd killed her. She was an aspiring artist with real talent... and they destroyed her without a second thought... When he revealed his discovery of the secret life of the synths to their caretaker, Larry was dumb struck... There was no precedent for it... was there? Was the fact that they were using synthetic biological components to simulate a 'brain' creating a -chance- for some form of 'personality' to come through... outside of the programming?

Teita decided to make it his mission to find the gifts of EVERY synth, and give them a chance to enjoy their newfound skills and passions. Larry, though reluctant at first, came to understand Teita's mission and did his best to involve him more in the process of Reprinting. The komodo dragon even went as far as to give his new feline friend free access at least one day a week to continue the research. Over time it became a mission to get them out... to free them from this 'slavery'... this cycle that almost guaranteed an early death from the careless use of the oversized patrons...

... and the rest was history. 

===

Teita crossed his arms, deep in thought. A Leopardess, looking to be about 12 years old with e-cup breasts was bent over backwards and frozen, giving him quite a show... but for the moment he couldn't even appreciate it. All the work they went through to get here... all the money he spent... Larry arrives, clearly on his way to falling asleep again. He gives Teita an order, pointing to the freezer with keys in his hand.
"Hey... go get Pegi."
"A-alright."
He complies, already forgetting his compiled argument for taking Kayla home. Punching in Pegi's name, the machine thrums as it dispenses the little chameleon girl. The door hisses and opens, Pegi standing there with a big smile.

"Oh! Hey, Kitty!"
She runs up to him, not caring that he's naked and hugs both his softening cock and leg at the same time as she rubs her face into his white-furred, baseball sized balls. He murrls, half smiling at the pleasant sensation,
"Hey Pegi. Daddy wants you."
"Okay!"
Without another word, she bolts across the room to him and he hears her greet him the same way. Crossing back over, Teita doesn't hear what they say, but she disappears into the back, clearly to get ready for sleeping with Larry. When he finishes crossing the distance he asks aloud,
"So... what now?"
Larry tosses the keys at Teita, this surprises him, and his reflexes kick in to catch them, but he swats them to the floor by accident. Larry starts chuckling, and Teita sticks his tongue out at him,
"Jackass... What are these for? Inventory?"

Larry smiles, shaking his head as he points at the roof,
"I've given you a room... for the forseeable future, you can stay right in the building. It ain't much, standard hotel room stuff. Microwave, shower, bed... might be a mini-fridge in there, I forget.  Either way, this should make everyone's lives a little easier. If something goes wrong, I'm not far away. If I need back-up, you're right upstairs... win-win, right?"
Teita blinked in temporary disbelief!
This was perfect! Well, mostly... He'd have to walk further to get to work, but that wasn't too big a deal. 
"That sounds great but, w-won't your boss notice the room being taken? I don't want you to get in trouble, do you need money?" 
Larry smiles, shaking his head,
"I figured you paid so much for the spine, it was time I invested a little back... besides, I know you haven't got much left anyway. Just don't expect me to pay as much as you did."
A short pause lets Teita soak it all in, his face plastered with a disbelieving smile, Larry interrupts before Teita can thank him,
"You know what... How about this. I know you usually work part-time... but I'll make you a deal. I get paid the wage of 4 people for what I do... what if I took you on as an assistant. Full time. Would you like that? It could be a bit of a hassle though. You'd have to move, you'd have to be on call 24/7, we'd need you to care of the synths, we'll probably steal your soul-"
Teita starts laughing,
"SHUT UP AND TAKE MY SOUL!!"
Larry halfheartedly chuckles, his eyes drooping,
"Glad to hear it... it's my turn to go pass the f*ck out. We'll work out the details later."
The leopard nods, Larry groaning out as he points at Kayla,
"Oh, one more thing. Always freeze her if you're not actively watching her. I don't want her wandering around the building, or doing anything unsupervised."
"Understood."
The feline nodded firmly with a salute, Larry raising his hand halfway before becoming too sluggish and giving up, drudging his way back to his bedroom.

Teita was brimming with excitement, he could barely decide what to do first. 
Move out of his old place? 
Quit his old job? 
...
Or forget all of that tonight and go break in this new fuck-toy and get settled in their new room!!
"Kayla, full resume!"

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CH. 6
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The leopard felt lighter than air... warmth and soft pinkish light all around him... his mind in a daze. He felt something warm and wet around the tip of his 2ft long cock... Dainty lips, ginger little fangs, smoothly and tenderly sliding further  down his shaft... he looks down to see a familiar face. Dani! The sweet little red fox cub, with jugs that'd make most women jealous. She pressed herself down, further and further onto his shaft, his large soft kitty barbs feeling every inch of warmth inside of her as she descended. His shaft ached, how long had he been hard? He must've really needed this badly as even his balls ached with need while her expert little hands kneaded the baseball-sized cum-pumps tenderly. 

The combination of pain and pleasure brought the haze some clarity, and he began to notice the more subtle pleasures of each gesture. Each one was an act of love, a deliberate press to induce pleasure and bring about his release. As he drew closer to his climax, he realized something was a little off... he felt cloth... was he in bed? If he was in bed, he must be sleeping... this was a dream. What a nice dream, he thought to himself, reaching his peak as he felt his body clench in anticipation of the release. He was close! Very close! And soon he'd wake up and make a mess of his sheets... wait... the sucking isn't going away, it's getting stronger! Someone was actually sucking his cock! ACK!

"F-fuck!"
He awoke, thrusting his hips into the air, not caring what was attached to his cock as his release wracked his body! Pulse after pulse of hot cum surged through the length of his cock, and  rushed into the warm tunnel! The tightening of it revealed it was indeed a throat, swallowing down each gush of his seed from under the covers. His arms stiff at his sides and holding the covers down around his secret lover as his pulses grow further apart and his eyes snap open! Finally having enough lucidity and bodily control he throws the comforter aside just as he feels his cock slide free, finding a rather bemused and warm smile underneath. 

Kayla... his newly printed synthetic ... daughter. A beautiful leopardess, who currently busied herself with licking her chops and further grooming her breast where a large dribble of cum had smeared into her white tufted chest. Her breasts were pressed shamelessly against his thighs and had clearly been what made her deepthroating that much easier. The cute little tuft of fur was new... she had grown it overnight for his pleasure while he titfucked those massive e-cup breasts long into the night.

The whole night began to replay for him in his mind's eye, it was nigh unforgettable.

===

He walked with her hand tightly held in his own, and she followed in his footsteps easily, clearly not winded like he was after that third flight of stairs. He briefly thanked fate that he didn't have to carry the synth in her frozen state all the way up these stairs, fairly sure he would have collapsed. Within moments of arriving on the right floor, they found their room. Fourth floor, Second door on the right... Room 42... the number 42 again. Maybe Larry thought the exercise would help him, or had just decided on being a clever dick. Either way Teita had no difficulty unlocking it and pushed the door wide open, dragging Kayla in behind him!

She giggled as he turned back to the door, as if knowing this room was going to be where they were going to play as Teita locked the door and finally let go of her hand. His heart pounded, what to do now? It was the moment of truth and he felt himself freeze... he had no plan... no idea of what to do. He slowly turns around, catching himself tracing her curves again with his eyes in disbelief. She put her hands behind her back and  blushed, which was slightly visible under her fine facial fur as she spoke,
"Is this where I 'm going to become yours, Daddy?"
Teita blushed slightly in return as he looked at the gorgeous naked oppai-loli-cub before him, not directly answering her,
"R-remember, this is also a test. You need to be good so Uncle Larry doesn't get mad, okay?"
She nods firmly, walking up to him so she can wrap her breasts and her arms around his arm as she looks up at him,
"I will, Daddy! I'll do anything! Promise."
"That's a good girl. And always remember..."
He smiles mischeviously, turning his arm in her grasp, his fingers easily finding the front of her mound as his palm cupped to her body,
"... You're already mine."
His fingers begin to explore her again, already familiar with her features from his previous examination. Yet it felt so much more interesting with her motions responding in kind. She moans softly at the tender strokes passing over her sex, certain flicks and presses getting elongated moans of pleasure as her hips writhe, seeming to be both trying to escape his advancing fingers and press into his motions at the same time. She finally responds, slightly stammering,
"Y-yes, Daddy." 
Her eyes seem unsure whether to be closed and focus on the pleasure or to watch her Daddy's face. Her voice squeaks a little as one of his fingers slips inside her plush snatch,
"Uhn, Dadddy... I feel so funny. I'm tingling all over."

As one might expect, his cock already pressed angrily against the side of his jeans, threatening to tear a new hole for his third leg. He tries his best to stay composed and convincingly utters,
"Oh? Where does it tingle the most?"
She murrls, reaching down and cupping her hand atop his. Closing her eyes and pressing her hips against it, she leans her head against his arm and moans,
"Right here, Daddy... Nnnya, R-right here..."
"Mmmm. Is that so...?"
He hears the threads in his jeans creak and elects to distance himself before he ruined another pair of perfectly good pants.
"Then stand by the bed and bend over. I'll take a closer look."
She seems to hesitate with her body craving so badly, but resolve sets in as she seperates from him and stands at the bedside. He starts to undo his pants as she spreads her legs and plops forward on the bed, presenting herself to him!

If he hadn't already been hard, requiring most of his blood reserves, he was certain he would have just had a wicked nosebleed! His face  furrows as he looks down, struggling to get the last of the zipper undone so the fabric can fall away when suddenly his erection springs completely free, flying up and smacking himself square in the face! ACK!

He did his best not to let on what just happened, but wasn't sure that he didn't hear her giggling as she lay on the bed. Walking up non-chalantly, he let his throbbing tip trace her inner thigh before kneeling down. Already the smell of her young and fresh sex filled his nose, and it was unlike anything he'd smelled before, synth or real alike. He couldn't help but utter a word to describe the soft and alluring scent,
"... so sweet..." 

Her flower seemed so innocent, just starting to drool as it puffed with desire. He softly breathed on it, watching it respond to the cool breeze. Barely able to contain his excitement he asks abruptly,
"Is this what's tingling?"
He drags a long, delicate, and thorough feline lick over the entirety of her pussy, from clit to perenium in a single stroke. She whined with overstimulation, shivering in pleasure,
"Y-yes, yes! Oh, Daddy it feels-so good!" 

Teita pauses for effect, watching the tremors slowly subside from her sensitive flower. She coos softly, asking politely,
"Can I have another one?"

Not wanting to do so immediately, but unable to resist the temptation, he drags a slightly rougher lick across her pure tailstar. Pressing the broad side of his tongue against her, he drags up towards her tail and dragging the sensitive skin enough to spread it open the slightest bit. Kayla moans quietly to herself, pressing lightly into his lick,
"Th-thank you, Daddy."

He took a moment,  suddenly realizing that his first lick warranted more attention as he started to really taste her nectar. Had he been told it was a type of honey, he would have believed it. The flavor was subtly sweet and musky, bearing the hints of her feminine heat and fertility, all being subtle cues one hardly got outside of simple wetness on a normal synth. She may as well have been real, but with a pure and alluring essence that he would happily lap up for hours on end.

 In fact, it dawned on him that he was still tasting her in his mouth... perhaps because he had unconsciously continued licking her just within her flower, hungrily drinking her honey. A cute little squeal of pleasure erupting from the leopardess as her legs tightened together and her little snatch clinging to his tongue as it groomed her inner walls, rewarding her for every drop of honey he recieved with pleasure for her quivering tunnel. She bit her lip and came around his tongue, writhing and moaning against the bed as he continued his assault. He drank every drop she offered as she obviously came for the first time, being forced to ride the wave of pleasure until he decided to let her breathe and refresh his own burning lungs. Pulling away, he swats her lightly, uttering teasingly,
"Bad girl, Cumming without permission."
She squeaks and coos, barely able to lift herself as her body tremors with aftershocks,
"Ah...! I'm sorry, D-daddy. I... I couldn't help it. I'm a bad girl."

He couldn't stand it anymore... she was so damn cute that his cock was so hard it could have doubled as a baseball bat... or felt as such.
"Now now, Baby girl. Don't worry. I'll make sure you learn how to be good."
 Standing up he leans over her, grabbing her tail and tugging it further aside as he lines himself up with the quivering Leopardess,
"Even if it takes all night."
Without much hesitation, he grinds his tip against her snatch, finding it wetting his barbs easily. With only a little coaxing with her aftershocks, she tremors in pleasure as the barbs tickle her inside. Soon his tip is pressed to her hymen and not even a 5th of his shaft was inside. It didn't matter, he lets go of her tail and grips her hips as firmly as he can,

He steadily presses his hips against hers, the massive cock plowing past her hymen and her tunnel contorting around his massive length! She goes silent, clearly in a mix of pain and pleasure but he doesn't give her much opportunity to savor it as he moans aloud, 
"Ahn! F-fuck yeah!"
He was horny as hell and didn't hesitate to drag his shaft back out to the tip, his barbs flicking her petals as they left her snatch before his rod suddenly stuffed her full again! The second thrust gets the faintest squeak, showing the depth of sensual intensity she was being exposed to. It was this thrust that she started clamping down on him, and he felt where his tip had pressed past her cervix, tapping her womb with the warm soft-barbbed tip of his massive feline cock. 
He moaned as her tight virginal snatch milked him, likely unintentionally, as he seemed to have trouble pulling out. Not that he wanted to withdraw from her, but her body randomly kept pulsing around him and making any motion further tug on her tunnel. If he hadn't blown a few loads before coming up here, he would have cum then and there with how much she was milking him. But the night was young, and he wanted it to last damn near forever...

With some effort, he drew out his cock again and finally Kayla found enough bodily control to arch her back, angling her pussy so his thrusts would force him even deeper into her womb! Propped up on her arms, her tits barely grazed the bed, making her nipples brush against the bed every time Teita thrust into her! He thought he'd last longer, but this small motion begets his breeding reflex, making his balls leap up against the base of his cock! 

He barely manages two more short thrusts, his barbs flicking in and out of her cervix before her tightening pushes him over the edge! His balls slid down, as if momentum from leaping back up might help push his seed even deeper into the spasming cock-sleeve!  His hands clutched her hips as he moaned loudly,
"Gawd, yes!"

She squealed as her tummy filled with gush after gush of his hot seed, her large breasts heaving with each thrust he made! The soft gurgle of her body being used for teh first time rang in her ears. This was her purpose. It felt so wonderful! She came again, milking him and lengthening his climax as her body instinctively coaxes every drop she can into her body. Only after a minute of steady milking and cumming does his reserve thin and he allows his climax to roll into a warm afterglow. She murrls, rubbing her tummy and looking up at him with a happy smile,
"Wow! Th-thank you Daddy! You must love me so much!"

Finally, as he started to pull free and expected a massive mess, she gasps softly. As the last of his barbs flick free of her, covered in cum, a ring forms that tugs on them as they escape. Finally his cock is free, but like magic, it appears she has her hymen again. However, the volume of seed is still plainly bulging her tummy out to roughly the size of half a cantaloupe... Without missing a moment, she turned around and started to lick at his shaft, cleaning it. His mind began to haze with pleasure just from the memory of it and he did his best to keep the whirlwind of pleasure that followed in order.

After that he did her ass. Her pussy again, which nearly doubled the size of her now bulging tummy. Then tested how deep she could get her mouth around him (about halfway). A glorious titfuck followed, which showed how determined she was to swallow every bit of his cum, suckling his cock without losing more than a couple of jets which erupted from her nose.

After that he needed a breather and laid on the bed. She was happy to climb up, sloshing and purrling as she lowered herself back onto his shaft, wrapping him in a warm tunnel with his tip dipped in his warm treasure he gave her...   

... and... after that...?
 
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Wait... had she been awake all night?! Did he forget to say something as simple as 'freeze' to her last night?? This was bad! Well, he did just have a helluva wet dream and an incredible wake-up call... but still, it was the principle of the thing! He felt a pinch dehydrated... for obvious reasons, and squeaked out a quiet question,

"Kayla, did I fall asleep last night?"
"Yes, Daddy." 
He paused, figuring his simple question could be attributed to his lack of water, and decided on a more pertinent question,
"What did you do after that?"
"I tucked you in and cleaned us up with my tongue."
A short pause shows he needs to prompt her again,
"...A-and?"
"Oh! Well, you stayed hard so I decided to keep it warm while you slept until it came down. Then I explored the room a bit and found the alarm clock set for 9am. I figured you'd rather wake up like this than using a noisy alarm clock, so I waited... Was I right?"

The answer was a hell-yes! But again, he felt a pit rise in his stomach. what if she'd decided to leave the room and 'make breakfast' or something. Larry would have flipped if he found her walking about. He nodded, trying his best not to discourage her,

"Y-yes you were. in fact, I actually really appreciated it. Perhaps we can do that again in the future... but for now, I intend to have you sleep with me."
"Again? Oh thank you, Daddy!"
He Realized her misunderstanding as she tries to climb up beside him and he shakes his head,
"N-no no. I mean I want you to rest at the same time I do in the future. To go to sleep like I do, with me."
She cocks her head inquisitively,
"But then I can't wake you up before your alarm."
He smiles warmly,
"That's okay, Baby. Daddy wants you to rest. It will help Daddy feel better, knowing you aren't bored at night. And gives me what I want as well..."
She smiles, clearly hanging on his every word,
"... To surprise you with nice things like you did this morning."
She beams a genuine smile, melting his heart,
"Aww! I love you, Daddy."
She moves in for a hug, Teita not hesitating to give it to her, feeling her plush tits press firmly against his body and make his heart start to pound with desire once again. Suddenly, and inexplicably, the idea of her brandishing a knife enters his mind and he ends the hug a little sooner than he originally intended. She is innocently unaware of his imagined peril as he shows no sign on his face and sighs, beaming a calm smile at her,
"Could you get me some water?"
"Okay, Daddy."
He calms his nerves, murrling to himself and watching her as she walks a little funny. He remembers something that Larry usually did with Pegi when he first wakes up and ponders recreating it. Swaying her hips sexily while she walks, he smirks and calls from across the room,
"And when you get back over here, I want you to point that cute little butt at me, I'm gonna train you in another way you can serve Daddy first thing in the morning..."

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CH. 7
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Teita, sporting only a tank top along with his jeans  from yesterday, and his new excessively curvy partner, wearing the rest of his clothes,  came down a flight of stairs, heading toward the "employee lounge/ kitchen" as Teita pondered whether or not to share what happened last night with his new... "sister?"... "daughter?"... um... synth clone? A soft clink of metal on porcelain tips him off and breaks his train of thought... was Larry already up? 

Kayla bounced slightly with each step, having noticed that doing so made her Daddy smile. She wore a pair of plaid boxers and a t-shirt with the logo of a band she knew nothing about. It strained over her large chest and her pert nipples created soft nubs at the end of each voluptuous breast that bobbed with each step, leaving VERY little to the imagination. She rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs, when suddenly a pair of black arms lashed out and yanked the oversexualized leopardess back the way she came! 
"EEP!"
she squeaked as she looked up at her handler, cooing softly
"Wow! You're strong, daddy!"
"Shhh!"
Teita ushered her close with a finger to his lips. His tight grip on her shoulder showing the seriousness of the situation. Teita spoke in a hushed tone, 

"Kayla, I know you're excited, but you need to act like I'm always in control."

Kayla cocked her head inquisitively, parroting back,
"... in control?"
Teita nods, his features softening from his previous scare,
"Yes... Larry needs to think that I have complete control over you."
Kayla purrled, slightly confused, 
"Don't you already?"
This question puts a lump in Teita's throat, thankfully she continues, 
"Kayla will do ANYTHING Daddy says, all the time. Promise!"
Teita lets out a soft sigh of relief. Doing his best to keep face and not act like someone who has a bimbo skinned potential death machine standing right in front of them.

"Yes, but Larry isn't sure. So since we like uncle Larry, we're going to try to help him relax."

"Like playing together?" She says with a ditsy innocence while her hands shamelessly fondle her breasts. 
Teita shakes his head, doing his best to stay focused. 

"N-no. This will be different." 
He has an epiphany, pointing at her with a smile.
"Think of it like a game...!"
She ramps up, smiling excitedly, 
"A game?!"
"SHHH!"
teita takes his finger away from his lips to speak as Kayla puts her hands to her mouth, embarrassed. 
"Here are the rules,
1. You always stay close behind me. Unless you are following my orders. "
She nods understanding as he speaks, still holding her hands to her mouth.
"2. You always ask for permission to do ANYTHING."
He pauses a moment to think,
"3. With rule 2 as the exception, do not speak unless spoken to by me. Unless I give you explicit permission. 
And 4. If anyone wants anything from you, see rule 2.
Understand?"

Having waited until being spoken to, she nods and smiles. 
"Yes, daddy."
She moves behind him, seeming to enjoy all these new rules she's just adopted. Teita paused for a moment longer... thinking to himself. 

'Daddy is a little nebulous. I need something more commanding.'

"Kayla?"
"Yes?"
"Refer to me as Master for the time being. Understand?"
"Yes, Master." She coos softly, the thrill of being called that for the first time giving Teita a little shiver down his spine. Her sincerity and audible commitment gave him such confidence. And she seemed to appreciate that sense of totality behind it. 

The soft clatter of the kitchen notifies him that Larry's presence is certain, and he mutters to himself,
"Showtime."

Larry is wearing only his bathrobe while shuffling a plate and utensils aside, making room for a bright young fox cub he recognized as she squeaked on her side under the large komodo dragon, steadily humping her ass on the table which could have been quite a show had it not been for the bathrobe. Teita casually calls out as they walk in,
"Good morning, Larry. Morning, Dani."
"SHIT!!"
The Komodo Dragon jumps badly, having been thoroughly startled by the two leopards, the jolt bouncing him to his feet and causing Dani to flip on her belly and Larry's cock to pop free of her butthole, making it wink for them. The little fox looks over her shoulder as best she can, a sultry warmth in her tone, 
"KITTY! M-morning! <3"
Larry clutches his chest, his erection bouncing for a minute before fading fast,
"Geez! Don't scare me like that."
Larry immediately takes notice of Kayla behind the Leopard and looks at her incredulously. 
"So what's going on? She normally following you around like that... or is that a recent development?"
Teita inwardly groans at the negative tone Larry is already using, but tries to ignore it. 
"Nope. She's done everything I've asked. I requested she do that to prevent being imposing."
Larry cocks an eyebrow, and without a word, walks across the room. Teita just watches his approach, expecting him to test Kayla again when suddenly he slaps him! 
"OW! Th-Fuck?!"
Larry's eyes are rapt on Kayla, who has done nothing but gasp and cover her mouth again. The moment is painful, Teita reeling as he staggers,
"What the heck was that for?!"
Larry responds without looking at him, waddling back to the table, but never breaking his gaze on Kayla,

"To test if she had a defense response to her 'Daddy' being attacked. In case she was pre-programmed, or you'd given her some stupid order, to be a body guard."
Teita was about to object, but Larry continued, 
"AND to remind you that we are dealing with something WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND! Why would you order a potential military construct, with no confirmed allegiance, to FOLLOW you?! You're supposed to keep watch over IT, not the other way around!"
Teita sighs, turning to her, 
"Kayla, did you understand his intent?"
"Yes, Master."
Larry mutters to himself as Teita continues,
"... master...?"
"Then stand in front of me."
She tentatively walks toward Larry, then turns to face the leopard. Teita raises a finger at her, twirling it in place, 
"Face away from me..."
She turns back around and tries to look forward, but she can't seem to maintain eye contact with Larry, instead turning her pensive gaze to the floor. 
"Stay."
He says firmly. 

Teita, now showing full control of the atmosphere, walked calmly to a cabinet and punched in the access code... the room was normally an employee lounge after all. Inside was many of the usual kitchen cookware, pots, pans, spatulas, ah... there they were, the knives.

The leopard took one of the most prominent handles from the wood block before him, finding a serrated edge. He walks back over to Kayla, garnering a deep rumbling warning from Larry, 
"What are you doing, Kitty...?"
Dani chimes in, clearly upset,
"Kitty, what's wrong??"
Kayla can see the glint of metal in the corner of her eye and starts to shiver in short bursts, as if she were a real person under threat and fighting her instincts to flee. 

Teita utters softly breaking the brief silence, 
"Kayla...?"
The room grew deathly silent for a moment, 
"Don't move..."

Larry speaks up again, now seeming certain of his intent. With his hand raised, the komodo slowly moves away from them, 
"Don't do this, Kitty.  It's too soon. It's too risky."
Teita briefly turns on him, agitated,
"You won't trust her until this happens, so it's happening now! Kayla, raise this arm."
Larry scrambles to the fridge, reaching under it and pulling a loaded sidearm! Larry takes aim at Kayla, now yelling at Teita!
"STOP!!! We don't know what she'll do!! She could kill us all!!"
Teita raises the knife in one hand, and clasps the leopardess' wrist in the other as he takes aim with the point of the knife against her forearm! He raises it high, ready to strike! 
Larry shouts, Dani screams! 
"DON'T!"
"TEITA!!"
The knife is a flash! Darting down and then back up again! Larry clicks off the safety, taking aim as he holds his breath!!

Kayla, eyes clamped shut, hisses at the pain! The following silence is deafening as each party waits for a reaction from the other... but nothing comes. 

A soft tickle of warmth runs across her arm, and slowly she works up the nerve to look...

He'd only JUST broken the surface of the skin and a crimson color was matting a small dot in her fur.  She grumbles at him as she looks up, 
"That hurt, Master."
The deathly silence is finally broken by what is best described by a collective sigh of relief. Larry still has the gun trained on them, but visibly relaxes. Teita makes sure she is watching as he then does the same motion to his own hand, pin pricking his palm. 
"Yes it does."
She looks on in equal parts wonder and confusion as he shows the trickle of blood to her and says, 
"But I will not ask you to do something I'm not willing to do myself. Is that clear?"
She seems to beam at that and nods. Larry breaks the strangely intimate moment with the click of his safety, practically growling at them both as he lowers it and takes the gun with him, clearly emotionally exhausted, 
"You are one lucky idiot! I've already had all the danger I can stomach today. Dani, go recharge... I'm going back to work on finding out where she came from."
Larry disappears from sight into the main hall, slamming the door behind him and heading back to his workshop. 
Dani takes a longing look at Teita, as if she wants to say something before complying and making her way to the door. Without any assistance, she opens it, turns back one last time, then finishes leaving to put herself back in the freezer. 

Teita sighs softly, the tension in the air having finally lifted, as he was briefly lost in thought. Kayla speaks softly, and he turns to face her, 
"Master?"
"What?"
"Are you okay? May I see it?"
She reaches out and he nods, letting her take his injured hand gingerly and watching her softly lick it. She then lifts her elbow and takes a lick of her own tiny cut, going between them until they are both well cleaned. She breaks the pattern of licks, making sure that they are both clean, 
"Master?"
"Mmm?"
"Did I do good?"
At first he assumes she's talking about their cuts, but realizes her tone refers to earlier, since she did everything she was asked. Teita smiles and nods silently, heading over to the cupboard while she utters softly, 
"Um..."
Having put the knife back, the Leopard turns again, 
"Yes?"
she gestures to the open cabinet, 
"May I make breakfast for you?"
Another grateful sigh passes his lips and he nods with an even warmer smile, 
"Yes please... Thank you."

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The rest of the day may as well have been a party. At work he finished out the day, turned in his uniform and said goodbye with a smile on his face to the run down fast food joint he'd been at for nearly two years. No regrets. He'd considered bringing Kayla and claiming she was his rich girlfriend, but Kayla said it would take her weeks to change her stature to something suitable, so he had decided against it. 

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It was a new life for the leopard... new job, new routines... 

He opened the hotel room door to find a young leopardess, frozen in place with her legs spread like a tripod. Her butt presented shamelessly to the door with remnants of cum running down her thighs and caking to her fur. What a mess...

Everything was taking a little getting used to...

He'd rushed out to get to his job on time and, in his haste, froze his synthetic daughter before he'd left. He knew he'd regret it later... but he had a lot of ground to cover and very little time to do so.

He had to quit his job... move out of his old apartment... AND start training with Larry so he could keep up with the busy season right around the corner for the club on the ground floor. He was already overwhelmed and the day wasn't even halfway over. 

He'd sucessfully turned in notice, gotten most of his things from his old apartment which were promptly dumped on the floor, but still had training to do which was going to be the toughest part of the day...

But the perks... were going to be well worth it. At least they will be.