Just Another Foxy Toy (NC-17)

Gig Opening – Customer Call
Time Since Posted: 20h 12m 0s
Time Remaining: 9h 48m 0s
Location: Rondel Hills, Shiromori (Customer Location)
Contact: Ralshi Inos, Bridgestar @ Rondel Hills
Requirements: On-Call Training, X122 Love Doll Training
Slots Requested: 1
Slots Filled: 1

Description:
Customer desires a twinning partner to join them at Craigshall Park, who will be welcome to keep the form indefinitely if desired. Further info is in the attached infodoc. Contact Ralshi Inos for customer information.` It wasn’t a gig I normally took. I loved doing the love doll stuff, sure, but this particular request wasn’t one I’d even look at without good reason. But, as I mulled it over with a drink at The Seligh Ride in Snowfall Glade, I figured it couldn’t be too bad. At least alcohol didn’t actually affect me, or I might have began regretting the decision before I even made it.

Didn’t take long to get to the place in the J-OS listing. In one of the more suburban neighborhoods in actual hill country, the park was not for children, to say the least. It was a kink park, with pups going on walks—bipedal and quadrupedal—and various types of sex being performed out in public, along with a few on-lookers. And along one of the paths, I saw the customer, leaning back as they sat on one of the benches.

Koji. A kitsu… No… Kemonomimi? That was probably the more appropriate term. Human bodyshape, pointed fox ears, and five white tales with red tips. Their hands and feet were paw-like and clawed, with red from their forearms and shins down to the extremities, but most of their body was covered by loose-fitting black cargo shorts, a black shirt, and a red hoodie. But what I did see gave away their actual nature.

They were a love doll. Painted red foxish anime-style eyes, an open mouth with a silicone fleshlight hole, and a red rubber knotted dildo sticking out from the zipper of their shorts. There was little doubt about there being another opening just beneath the base of their tails, and the rubber fox muzzle hanging from his neck said even more, painted with a wide kitsu grin. As did the pink collar, with a heart-shaped name tag hanging from it, and the words Fox Lover in metal lettering on the band.

I approached, a smirk on my face as I sat down. The mark on the collar I wore made it clear who I was, and when he saw me, I could see his ears perk up.

He didn’t waste any time making his intentions clear. Without even time to process anything, I felt a similar fox mask being placed against my face, shifting my gryphon beak into its image without any sigh of seams. And from that mask, my feline ears grew to match those of the client.

Feathers receded, replaced by white fur, which my feline side changed to match. Or at least, what used to be a feline side. Those same red foxish hands and feet took the places of my talons and paws, and my wings disappeared entirely. My leonine tail grew and split, turning into five thick bushy tails to match the one across from me, while my knotted cock shrank to the slightly smaller canine shaft I saw on him.

Then, I was slightly caught off guard. As my eyes changed into painted-on pieces of my rubberized face, the clothing he wore began to appear on my own body as well. The hoodie, the shirt, the collar, the cargoes… There were even rubber boxer shorts underneath the latter.

Once my transformation was complete, Koji turned to me, removing the snout to reveal a more human-like doll face underneath. My tails twitched slightly, as did my ears, more out of curiosity than anything. Then, one hand went across my back, as his other pulled me toward him, letting our static hole maws kiss as passionately as they could.

A moan echoed in my head as his hand went down the back of my shorts, and one digit slipped inside the rubber-lined tailhole behind me. I ran my own hand along his exposed cock, the pads of my fingers caressing the smooth rubber surface, while the other unzipped my shorts to let my matching shaft out into the open.

Then, things became a bit hazy…

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When I came to a little while later, I was still Koji, my snout placed back onto my face. His memories had been added to my own somehow, and the kitsu himself was nowhere to be found. I pulled my phone from one of the pants pockets, and it showed his payment went through, along with a few messages waiting from him.

A video was among those messages, and when I tapped it to play, my cheeks with faux pink from the sight. The two of us talking and acting exactly the same way, followed by a quick 69, before one of us took it up the ass. Then the other dropped their shorts and got it as well, before we both began making out with our foxy snouts. Then, we took them off, and used each other’s muzzle as a fleshlight, making them messy inside and out, before putting them on again for one last makeout session.

I’d apparently been entranced then entire time, too. Typical kitsu…

With the gig finished, I got to my feet and started walking, making sure to copy Koji’s form into my personal blueprint stores. Normally, I’d do that before shifting back to normal, but I zipped my cock back under my clothes, stuffed my hands into my hoodie pockets, and looked around, still in the foxish state I’d been gifted.

I mean… He was kind enough to not only share his identity, but also every memory since his manufacture. Why discard it so quickly?

The best part was, I knew where I had planned on going after the rendezvous, and it wasn’t all that far away.

A hideout in an old unused building outside city limits, with most of the land fenced off. No one owned the place, so none of the others who went there gave two shits about going in. And honestly I didn’t blame ‘em. The place was mostly a wreck from the outside, built like a warehouse or factory line. Overgrown, under-maintained.

I hopped the south fence, then gave the secret knock. To my surprise, a naked Koji opened it up, letting me in like it was just another day. He was alone, too. Just tucked away in our usual corner office, going back to beating his meat to the beats of the latest Star Crossers album. Off came my shorts, underwear, hoodie, and shirt, exposing my white fur-patterned chest and limbs. Then, he clipped a pair of wireless headphones to my ears, and happily used some nice white rubber cuffs to tie my arms behind my back, before he flopped back on our mat.

I plopped down beside him, letting the music fill my head. And as soon as I was down, he wrapped his other hand around my cock as well, letting me lean back while he worked. With every pump, our bodies squeaked, smooth rubber sliding against textured silicone.

But he obviously wasn’t content with just that anymore. His own foxy grin came into view as he climbed up onto me, pinning me against the old mattress with the embedded handles in my shoulders. And before I knew it, I felt me sliding down on myself, the self-lubricating shaft teased by my own textured anal hole.

My other self, riding me as roughly as he desired, kept his face firmly pressed against mine, our snouts compressing against each other in what was effectively a kiss. All I could do was lie there and take it, mentally moaning out in bliss as I used myself for what I was designed for.

Sex. Pleasure. Lustful fantasy.

Before I knew it, we were both shuddering hard as we came in unison. Synthcum sprayed up my other’s ass, and onto my face and chest from the other side. Our heads swam in the heat of the moment, and when our loads were spent, I laid out against my chest, virtually panting in the afterglow. I didn’t want the knot to come out after all that.

My tails twitched as I looked down at my messy self. With one hand, I smeared a bit of the jizz over my painted eyes, giving my vulnerable self a nice film of it to see through. It was a good look for me, to be honest.

Mmm… Just two Koji-model kitsumimi toys, embracing our purpose. Felt good.

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