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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??

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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. 

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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!"