Echoen: reads through the instructian manual while your attributes start downloading. He watches with interest as cables emerge from ports on your back and plug into your cortch, your chest, and elsewhere on your body. He's amazed at technology, able to download flesh and mass from the internet, watching as your hips and butt fatten, your cock and balls form, and breasts swell out on your chest.

Fortunefox: *Makes a low murring noise as her body builds up curves and and packs on a lot of mass in the chest, crotch, and lower body. She still stands completely still, awaiting programming after the body is complete.*

* Echoen feels aroused looking at you, his own personal plaything, capable of more than he can imagine. But he didn't pay for a sex doll; he hunts around for your control panel, flipping open the back of your head and flipping a series of tiny switches that program your personality settings. Obedient, motherly, lustful, and a few other switches he doesn't bother reading, too excited, including the WiFi switch that connects you to the internet so your subconcious can search and download information realtime; "Simulated Thinking" the directions had called it. "Hi." He says.

Fortunefox: *She begins calibrating, her senses take a few moments to adjust before she turns towards you and smiles with those plump lips of hers.* Mmnh, hi sweetie. How may I be of service?

Echoen: It takes a few seconds of subconcious searching for you to find the information; he is a male lapine about 5'6" and with slighty above-average hips, digitgrade-style legs, white fur, 10" cock and softball-sized testes. He's naked, and pretty excited to see you. "Your name is Fortune, isn't it? I bought you. How do you feel?" He steps closer, running his hands down your cock. 

Fortunefox: *She moans lightly at your touch, her cock responding by growing erect against your hands.* Oounh, I feel amazing sweetie. *The voluptuous fox-squirrel's voice is oozing with honey, her programming making her desire to please you more important than anything else.*

* Echoen palms over the fat tip of your cock, stroking down your large shaft to cup your heavy, thickly-furred balls. "You feel just like the real thing. Manual said you are real, flesh and blood. Is that true?" He asks curiously... curling his toes as your hands begin to caress his shaft too, and you lean in closer to press your breasts up against him. Meanwhile, in your head, you're hacking into his computer to access his porn stash.... and he notices the low murring sound again, watching as your tail begins to change shape, into a large, curly, fluffy, fully squirrel tail, and prominent buck teeth pop into your muzzle. You tell correctly that his arousal spikes because of this. "H-hey, whoah... how did you know?"

Fortunefox: *She smirks again at your surprise to her change in form, as her body shift fully to squirrel. Her hand paws run up and down your cock, teasing and coaxing it as her tits mash up against your chest, just under your chin.* Yes hon, I'm flesh and blood. The cybernetic attachments and fluid tubes are here to change my form to your desires. While computer connected to my brain helps me be exactly who you want me to be. *She swishes her long squirrel tail seductively.*

* Echoen breathes faster, panting as his hands move from your throbbing shaft to you hips and ass, sinking into the plush flesh and thick fur; you begin to produce chemicals, pheremones, ones that arouse bunnies and makes one think of squirrels. "Th-that's... amazing!" He grinds against you and pushes forward, kissing your mouth - it feels just like a real mouth with full lips, a hot tongue, real saliva. It'll take him a few more minutes to understand that you, genetically, are fully real. Your genetics and features just change on a whim. And as you browse through his smut, checking view counts... you begin to understand what he wants, even if he'd never admit it to anyone. As we kiss, you soften even more, plump and juicy.... and with computer precision you lift your leg, and his cock is pushing into your pussy under your balls, both of your legs wrapping around his hips. You begin to gyrate, causing him to fuck your pussy even if he were to remain perfectly still. He tries to push you off, but cannot.

Fortunefox: *She moans and continues to hold you close as she uses your cock like a dildo, not allowing you to pull away. As her body becomes more voluptuous she mashes her tits into your face as she now looms over you in this position. Her cock rubs up along your belly and chest as her pheromones work into your head, making everything fuzzy and nice.*

* Echoen buries his head in your soft, full tits, his long ears poking out of them, sniffing at the musk reeking from your fur. His balls slap your ass as he pounds you, the pleasure becoming surreal as he hugs into you. Your cock begins to flex... and grow longer, sliding over his hip, curling around his ass, pushing into his tailhole. He squeakss!!!! And stumbles around, feeling your cock surge up into his ass. Something in your precum alloqwing him to stretch. Your seed is altered... and he begins to calm down as you fill his belly with streams of your cum, chemically soothing him. All of his porn tells you this, and the more you access, the more you know. you sink down on his cock and with a moan, his cum gushes into you.

Fortunefox: *She shivers pleasurably as your cum pumps into her body, while her now prehensile cock undulates in and out of your ass. The chemical laden cum continues to pulse out in quick bursts, warming your insides and making everything feel perfectly wonderful. She arches her neck slightly and leans down to kiss your lips and snake her tongue into your mouth.*