Hello readers! This is a story I did as a trade with :iconCodelizard: in which their character, Codelizard, a humanoid lizard, works in a Synth repair factory. However, she finishes the repairs a little bit early and decides to do some... extra tests with the synth~!

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This story contains: Watersports, femdom, loss of control 

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Word Count: 2,329

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It was another slow day at the synth production factory. It wasn’t quite like most normal factories - rather than mass producing a single product, this company took individual commissions to repair old synth’s bodies, whether that meant a whole new body being built and their mind being transferred, or a simple replacement of a few plates and wires.

Codelizard was one of the few people on the production line, though really, it was more of a workshop. She would be given her assignment, delivered whatever materials she needed, and she’d lock herself away in her private workspace and do the repairs for hours at a time. Her workshop consisted simply of a steel room, with walls lined with tools, multiple workbenches, and a steel bed in the middle where the bodies would be placed while she worked. A few posters and other personal items dotted the walls to make it feel a little less like it belonged in a Saw film. 

Today, she was given an assignment that seemed far harder than it actually was - she needed to replace a few body parts, however, the synth she was assigned happened to be one she had worked on before, so the analysis, which could take hours, was reduced to minutes. In about an hour into her four-hour shift, she was done, the synth looking better than ever and ready to go.

She wiped her hand across her forehead, flicking some sweat onto the ground. She was, as her name implied, a lizard, with light green, scaled skin and a long tail matching, which stuck out between where her shirt and pants came together. Her outfit was that of a mechanic, gray-blue khaki pants and a button up shirt, stained with oil and grease in various places, along with a similarly colored baseball hat, touting the company logo of a screw surrounded by binary code on its front. She removed the hat, shaking out the sweat, and leaned against her workbench, sipping from a refillable water bottle, sealed tight to prevent anything from getting inside, considering various particles could float into the air when doing work such as this. She drank the last bit, chugging it, and placed it with the four other bottles she had already drunk that day - she was quite focused on staying hydrated at work.

“Um, are we done yet, miss?” The synth on the table spoke, his voice having a slightly robotic undertone, but otherwise sounding fairly normal. He turned his head, smiling at the mechanic. His body consisted of a white and yellow color scheme, made with a mix of different materials. His skin was soft and rubbery on most parts of his body and hard and plastic on others, his head having a snout and ears shaped like those of a canine. His tail was long, stretching far past the table and onto the floor, a tail similar to Code’s. His eyes were yellow orbs, showing through a screen on his face. A slight red tint crossed his snout - his cock, which was a full eight-inches long and currently very hard, was also sitting on the table; Code required the synths to be naked to work on them, naturally, so she had gotten used to the sight, but of course, it was natural for the synths themselves to be a bit embarrassed - she found it cute.

Code giggled a little bit, her tail wagging. “Almost, honey. I just have one more little test to do.” She walked to the synth’s head and smiled, lust clearly showing on her face - she still had plenty of time to work on the synth, and while he was in this state, he was almost completely under her control. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small remote, yellow and white, just like the synth, one she had designed herself, and pressed a red button in the middle. Immediately, the synth lost the ability to control his own body, only being able to speak by using a speaker in his mouth. 

“Wait, what are you doing?” He said, starting to grow a little concerned as he looked to the mechanic.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry.” Code began to slowly unbutton her shirt, revealing more of her textured, scaly body. “I promise it won’t hurt~” She unbuttoned the last button and left the shirt on. “Now it feels much less stuffy in here.” 

The synth’s blush increased as he stared at the lizard undressing herself - his face had already been pointed in her direction, so he had little other choice to watch, although he was quite enjoying the sight - watching the lizard hanging over him the whole time while she worked had made his cock a little hard already. “I, uh, I don’t remember this happening last time I came in for repairs.”

“That’s because you didn’t have me as your mechanic.” Code climbed into the table and straddled the synth, placing her butt, still covered by her pants, on his cock. He gasped in surprise, blush intensifying even more - synths were programmed to feel pleasure just like any other species, of course. Code began to slowly rub her butt on the shaft, and as she did so, she took the remote, slowly turning up one of the dials - the sensitivity of the synth’s genitals. 

Quickly, the synth began to moan - her ass had felt nice on him a moment ago, but the sensation grew far stronger, incredibly irresistible. Precum began to drip out onto the table as he sat there - he had no control over these events, but even if he did, he wasn’t sure if he’d stop them. 

“You like that?” Code licked her lips, hooking her hands onto the waistline of her pants. “How about we get a little more personal, cutie~?” She raised herself up and stood on the table, her feet to either side of the synth, standing over top of him, her shadow covering his face as the fluorescent light above was blocked by her body. She slowly began to pull her pants down, revealing a pair of white, silk panties. She kicked her pants to the side and sat back down on his cock, the fabric much more soft, her ass being felt through it much better. 

The synth moaned louder as she teased him, the sensation overwhelming his whole body. He shivered in pleasure involuntarily. Code rubbed her pussy through the panties with two fingers, moaning a bit herself. 

“Alright, cutie - I think it’s about time we do the real last test, don’t you?” She smirked, scooching up onto his waist, grabbing his head, and gently repositioning it so he was looking up, his snout pointed into the air.

“Last test? W-whatever you want, m-ma’am,” he stammered, enraptured by her gaze, staring right into her seductive eyes. 

She pushed herself up and moved forward, holding her ass right over top his face. She then slowly moved it downwards and sat on top of it, his snout in the back of her, felt through the panties, her pussy hovering over his screen. She gently moved her hands beneath his head and held it up a little, her scaley skin surprisingly warm. “Here it comes~ I’ve been holding this all day just for you~”

The synth blinked in confusion as Code relaxed her lower muscles. She sighed in relief as a small trickle of urine emerged, slowly filling the panties with the golden liquid. A small yellow spot quickly began to spread across where her pussy was on the panties, and the spot began to grow more and more. The synth gasped in surprise once again as he smelled the acrid, salty scent, feeling the wet felt on his face, so warm, wet, and soft! His shaft shook as precum flowed out of it - he couldn’t believe what was happening to him, but immediately, he fell in love with the sensation, the lizard on top of him gaining full dominance over him.

Code licked her lips as the felt eventually gave way and piss began to trickle out of it. It ran down from the lowest point on her panties, onto the synth’s screen, a small, yellow trickle that soon grew into a stream. He felt the yellow liquid envelop him, slowly pooling on the table underneath his head. Code slowly stood up and pissed on him from her standing position, the urine falling like a waterfall, bouncing off his screen and scattering drops all over. She then moved back a little and let it fall on his snout, forcing him to enjoy the smell far more. “Want a little taste~?” She said, squatting down, placing her hands on his mouth, one on the top, one on the bottom.

“Y-yes p-p-please,” he stuttered, so fully dominated that he could barely even speak properly. She took a firm grasp of his mouth and gently pulled it open, then began to piss right into his mouth. He had no control to swallow, so it quickly began to fill, a pool of urine inside his maw. It quickly began to fill until it was streaming out the sides. Code took the remote and hit a button, and suddenly, the passage to his throat opened and the water began to trickle right into his body. He had no control over his consumption, but he would’ve done the same thing if he did - it tasted so wonderfully bitter and sour!

She eventually stood up once again, satisfied with how filled he was, and slowly moved down to his waist, leaving a line of piss on his chest and stomach as she moved. She kneeled down and took his cock in one hand, holding it up to her pussy and letting urine fall onto it. The synth gasped, squirming involuntarily, his shaft still insanely sensitive - the warmth, the wetness, it spread throughout his whole body. Code giggled. “Awe, adorable! It seems this remote is working very well~ I wonder what else it can do.” 

She examined the buttons and pressed a white one near the bottom. Immediately, the synth moaned as a shot of cum came out of his cock, onto the table, his body shivering afterward in pleasure. “Wow, that really takes pleasure control to another level~ I’m happy I designed this remote to have so many features. How about we try this one?” 

She pressed a yellow button, and immediately, the synth started pissing, his urine spreading into the table and mixing with Code’s. He sighed in relief. “A-ah, I, um, I think that’s from the urine you made me drink,” he said, still barely able to speak through the horniness. 

“Awe, don’t be so shy~” She stepped off the table and laid her head on it, opened her mouth, and let a little of his piss trickle inside. She then closed her mouth and swallowed, letting some stream down her chest, making her bra wet. “Tastes just like mine~” 

The synth moaned, a little more cum shooting out of his tip and onto the table. Code continued pissing the whole time throughout this, letting it fall onto the floor and make a puddle beneath her. A puddle sat on the table as well, so large that it began to spill over, coating the floor.

“Alright, I think that’s enough~” Code stopped pissing, then slowly removed her panties. Her legs were coated in piss all over, and so was her pussy, which glistened with urine, as well as her cheeks, scaly and soft. She walked over to the side of the synth, took her panties, balled them up, and stuck them in his mouth, then closed his maw. 

He murmured, “W-what are you doing?” confused by the stuffing of her wet panties inside his jaw.

“Just consider it a little souvenir, honey. Why don’t you suck on it for a while and enjoy your nice, warm puddle? After all, you still have quite a while to go in here - I don’t think you’re scheduled to leave for another two hours~” 

He blushed and did as she said, sucking on it. The puddle of piss was still warm, and it felt amazing! He loved it.

“Cute~” She giggled a bit, grabbing a towel from the wall and drying herself off before slipping her pants back on and buttoning her shirt. “I’ll be back in two hours to let you out. Have fun, darling~” She winked and flicked the light switch out, then, to the surprise of the synth, walked out of the room and closed the door behind her, leaving him alone. He soon fell asleep in her warm piss, sucking her panties dry, enjoying every bit of them he could, until two hours passed and he was let out, good as new, into the world. However, repairs weren’t the only thing that changed him that day - he had also developed a new, odd love for urine, one that he hoped to play into in the future. But that’s a story for another time. 

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