It felt like an eternity passed for the gryphon disguised as a human, but in reality it had only been part of a day. The man opened up his phone and checked the time, unlocking the phone with the name 'Frysco' on it.
"It's almost time." He said quietly.

Frysco spent the previous night in a club trapped as what he thought was a latex sex toy. He wasn't even sure what he was that night. That new form couldn't see or hear, but it could definitely feel. The form also included a very intense orgasm once he turned back. It was about the time for him to go back, and as nervous as he was about returning to the club, he felt excited.

Frysco left his home and went to the same building he went to last night. He cared not for the scenery around him, but the excitement that awaited him. He remembered last night with the dance club, as well as Robin who transformed him. He had many questions about Robin, but the longer he thought about the club, the more he wanted to be a part of it. He'd take the same route he took last time to get back to the club with the familiar entryway, but the bouncer was far more willing to let him in than he was yesterday.

Frysco felt as if he came into the club much earlier than before. He walked past the magical barrier and his human form faded for his colorful gryphon form once more, with a lack of wings. He looked up above the dance floor and saw the one-way glass. He didn't even care about the oddities in the club anymore. He had grown used to the headless creatures and the servers that couldn't stand on their own two feet for more than a few seconds for reasons he could only imagine. He made his way to the staircase and noticed the guards standing in the way.

One of the guards was a familiar anthro that pulled Frysco to the back last night. "So, you returned." He said with a grunt. "You had a fun time last night then?"

Frysco blushed underneath his feathers and slowly nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I don't know everything that went on last night, but it was amazing. I'd say it left me speechless, but I couldn't say anything all night anyways, so I guess that's self-explanatory."

The guard looked to the other, and then chuckled. "Well, your beak did make for a tight hole. You might become a good toy at this rate." The guard stepped aside for him. "Go on in. I'm sure Robin is expecting you."

"By the way," Frysco figured now was better than ever to ask. "What gender is Robin? Like, I mean, how should I identify them?" He thought it rude to ask Robin directly, so he figured he'd just do the next best thing.

"Robin is Robin." The guard replied. "Don't worry about identifying them sexually. Sexuality and gender is...a very complicated topic, especially around here. If Robin wants to tell you, then Robin will tell you."

"Thanks for such a clear answer." Frysco walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. He was glad that the guards were more lenient today than they were yesterday.

The door opened and Frysco stepped inside. He looked to the door and noticed nobody even opened the door. The door just opened up on its own, and he saw Robin at the desk.

"Well, back for another round I see." Robin smiled at Frysco. "Am I to assume that's a yes to our little deal?" The cheetah anthro leaned back in their seat.

Frysco nodded. "Y-yeah. I'm curious what else this club has to offer, and I'd love to be a part of it." His cock throbbed eagerly between his legs. He remembered how the letter he got on the first night specifically mentioned him, and even the guards wanted him specifically. He felt special in the club, even if he was curious as to how things really worked around there.

Robin reached underneath their desk and pulled out a blue ball. "To remind you of the deal before we go through with it, you must stay as an object for a total of five days. This isn't just the one night experience that you had. This is a new transformation you are getting, although you can expect more of the same kind of treatment from the club members, just for much longer." Robin tossed the ball up and down in their hand. "Many people can't take it. Many of them will go insane. It takes a select few people to withstand this kind of transformation, and for this long of a time. I won't blame you if you back out."

Frysco shook his head. He remembered how the deal went, even if the day after his massive orgasm was a little hazy. "Whatever that ball does, whatever it changes this colorful gryphon into," Frysco proudly smacked his chest. "I'm ready for it."

Robin leaned forward on their desk and glanced down between Frysco's legs. "I can tell you're more than ready for it. Very well then." Robin tossed the ball square at Frysco's chest. The ball splattered on impact and spread over his chest.

Frysco watched as latex began to cover his body once more. His cock, already fully erect, grew with desire. His clothes ripped as the latex continued. Much like last time, his arms pulled back behind him and bound together. Frysco shivered as his erect cock pulsed with need. He remembered the sensation from yesterday. He opened his mouth to moan, but as he opened his beak, the latex covered up his head and froze his beak open. The latex then covered his eyes, but unlike last night, he could actually see through the latex. Last night he couldn't see at all, but now for better or worse, this new form gifted him eyesight. He tried to blink naturally, but he found himself unable to do so. He then tried to force himself to blink, but he couldn't even do that.

"This new form will have some similarities to the one you experienced on the first night, but also a few differences." Robin explained casually as Frysco went through the intense transformation. "For starters, you'll be able to see and hear, in addition to your other senses. You'll be able to tell who your clients are this time, rather than just guess." Robin chuckled. "You had both genders, and then some visit you last time. I'd ask about your sexuality, but it won't really matter when you're a full-fledged toy for...oh right, it was five days."

Frysco fell forward as his arms bound behind him and his legs raised up and stuck just behind his ass, but with enough space to show off his asshole to those behind him. His beak pulled open into an O shape while his cock bobbed underneath him, He stared unblinking ahead, unable to make a sound, but he could see and hear everything now.

Robin pressed a button on their desk to reveal the familiar guards from earlier. Robin waved their hand to them. "Take him back to his room and make sure he's...set up properly once more. We're going to be leaving him there much longer this time."

"With pleasure." The guards replied with a chuckle. The one that spoke with Frysco earlier grabbed the gryphon and carried him down to the dance floor. He brought him beyond the dance floor and to one of the rooms down the hallways. He opened up the door and stepped inside.

Frysco barely had time to register all of the sights while the guard carried him. Part of him wanted to scream to the guard to slow down, as he barely had any time to pay attention to the sights, but at the same time, he could almost feel his cock throbbing with need. He could see, and he could hear, but it felt as if it didn't even matter. He heard ringing in his ears. Had he any blood flowing, his cock would be pulsing with need and desire.

The guard that carried Frysco dropped him off on the bed in the room. The room was a plain looking room with just a bed and a desk. There weren't even any other forms of entertainment in the room besides the new sex toy on the bed. "Hope you like your stay. Sounds like you're stuck here for...what is it, five days now? Heh. We'll drop by later tonight and see how you're doing." The guard closed the door behind him.

Frysco sat on the bed with his belly on the mattress and his back in the air. His permanently stuck open beak and eyes pointed towards the door while his open ass was in the back. His cock also kept itself exposed, but there was no feasible way for anyone to insert anything into it. The longer he sat there in silence and in waiting, the more he yearned for attention. He wanted someone to play with him, anyone. He couldn't even tell if there was a clock in the room, and there were no windows to indicate the passage of time with the sun's location.

After some time passed, the door opened and a male bluebird anthro stepped inside. The bird anthro chuckled at the sight of Frysco. "I'd hardly consider this the toy I asked for, but I suppose I get what I paid for." He was already nude, and his cock, surprisingly human-shaped for a bird, throbbed eagerly between his legs. "Let's see how good of a toy you really are." He pressed his cock into Frysco's open beak.

Frysco tasted the cock in his maw. He felt the salty warm taste of the shaft, and he smelled the musk from it. He had his sense and he almost regretted having them, as he could do nothing to stop the bird anthro.

The bird anthro pushed his cock in and out of the rubber mouth slowly. "Ahn. A pity you can't move your tongue. Heh...still a good fuck though." He continued humping and pumping with his cock up until the moment the bird's legs quivered, and he orgasmed directly into Frysco's rubber body.

Frysco couldn't close his eyes. He couldn't shut his beak. He stared at the bird's feathery crotch as the bird orgasmed. He felt the warm seed flow through his hollow body and into his stomach, where it sat. The sex reminded him of the last time he was a sex toy, but this time he could see exactly who used him.

"Mph. Now you know what's good after an orgasm? Pissing. Hopefully you don't mind. Ah, who am I kidding, you couldn't say no if you wanted." The bird pulled back and began urinating, and he pulled back enough that his urine landed on Frysco's tongue.

Frysco now knew the bird also knew that Frysco was alive, but it didn't matter. He couldn't do anything to stop it. He watched with unblinking eyes as the bird let loose a warm salty stream of urine on his tongue, and down the tube, which was once his throat. His constant pleasure and arousal distracted him greatly, and all he wanted was release. Deep down, he also very much wanted even more pleasure.

Many of the other patrons behaved like the first. Frysco watched as other anthros came in and used his mouth, ass, and occasionally even his feet, and came both in him, and on him. After some time, the door opened and a raccoon anthro walked in. This raccoon anthro wore a blue jumpsuit, and he looked nothing like the people that used Frysco earlier.

The creature lowered his head and noticed Frysco's eyes, covered in cum. He mumbled under his breath as he grabbed Frysco with two yellow rubber gloves and pulled him out of the room.

Frysco watched as the creature dragged him along like nothing more than a toy. The raccoon didn't even talk to him. 'Give me that cock. Your cock in my mouth, my ass, I need more! I need to cum.' Frysco thought with what clarity he had. He didn't notice the club was virtually empty, aside from the cleaners picking up the place.

The raccoon pulled Frysco into a different room and set him on a metal table. He pulled out a hose and pressed a button. Water sprayed out from the hose, and the raccoon used the water to clean up Frysco both outside his body, and inside his body.

Frysco mentally moaned in ecstasy as he felt the rush of water clean his body. It the water was hardly sanitized, but it didn't matter. He was a toy, and the raccoon treated him like one, and cleaned him like one.

When the raccoon finished, he then stuffed a vibrator in his ass and his beak before he pulled him back to his room and left him there for the night.

The other nights went much like the first. During the morning, a worker would remove his vibrators, people would use his body, and then the cleaner would clean him, and then stuffed with more sex toys each night.

The nights repeated up until one night. Someone positioned Frysco so that his head faced away from the door so he couldn't see who entered. He heard the door open, and then shut. This night, seed covered Frysco. He felt something huge press up against his ass. He felt many cocks press up there before, but this cock felt as if it had a flared head. He couldn't scream no, but his mind was almost shattered anyways with how much sex he had the past few nights.  The horse cock pushed in and out deeply in his ass, and just as that equine cock orgasmed, a loud pop noise came from Frysco. The creature behind Frysco muttered something in a strange alien language before it rushed out of the bedroom. He couldn't tell who did it, but he knew what happened. That creature ripped his ass wide open.

Frysco's eyes remained wide, mainly because his new form forced to keep them open. He was on edge, and in shock. He hoped that Robin could restore his form despite the damage to his ass. He wasn't sure how many days even passed after 'someone' ripped his ass open, literally. The only thing he knew about the person who ripped his ass was that they had a horse cock, and a massive one at that. He felt such intense pleasure from it, yet also a twinge of pain.

The door opened and Frysco wished he could see who it was. He heard a 'tsk tsk tsk' noise from a familiar person. He knew who it now was, but he couldn't think straight. His form placing him on edge for a good five days would make thinking almost impossible for anyone.

"A pity, someone damaged your ass." A familiar Robin spoke up from behind Frysco. "Well, good news and bad news. Bad news is I can't change you back to your normal form. Good news is I can change you into something else for another five days, and then once those five days are done, we can change you back." Robin patted Frysco's ass. "I know, I'm sure you're just begging for more fun anyways. Now, just sit right there and I'll be back. We'll change your body, and we'll fix you right up...after cleaning you out again."

Frysco laid there on the bed. It wasn't as if he could say no anyways. He was curious as to the form Robin planned for him, but he'd have to wait for their return. Only time would tell.
