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Enjoy!", "writing": "The best part about internal mental spaces was how they made boring waits passable. Rather than spend several hours bound in the back of a transport van, Tobi could spend what felt like days under the boot of her secret master. However, this varied on overclock processing and her master’s sense of interest. Fortunately, Sand had enough for this latest mission.\n\n\n“A whole syndicate,” Sand said aloud. A finger wrapped in a white leather glove flung through each holo screen like pages of a book. Tobi could see the target information plastered from the other side, albeit reversed. Data such as their names, last recorded weight, blood type, allergies, height, hobbies, as well as their affiliations, responsibilities within their organizations, and any augments they may have. The pink kobold tried not to give it any attention, focusing her efforts on polishing the gyaru femboy’s white leather boots with her tongue. Special augments allowed her to taste every fiber of it, or at least of what it should taste like should she be lucky enough to experience it in real life. \n\n\n“I know the Jade Claw liked to have private parties with the commanders, but it takes some serious balls to order out a hit on them during it. You know you can’t be the first to try slipping in as a prostitute, right?”\n\n\n“I’m the first kobold,” Tobi argued, returning her lips to his toe immediately. \n\n\nKobolds were barely considered second-class citizens in the city. There may have been some that held down jobs and one or two diversity hires in major corporations (or mascots in a suit and tie when Tobi learned of them), but the vast majority of kobolds were little more than bottom feeders in the great fish tank. Even fucking a kobold was considered degenerate behavior, which was why the rich and powerful did it behind closed doors. No one would believe a kobold if they told them they were forced to eat out the ass of a board member, and any kobold that risked making too much noise about it risked getting killed. Better to get in, humiliate yourself, and get paid. \n\n\nThat’s why her old master, the one she still pretended to follow, made kobold assassins. Many weren’t augmented enough to be worth keeping if they messed up, having a killswitch at most, but ones like her had enough tech in them to keep as a worthwhile investment. Tobi could slip in, kill her target, and vanish in the crowd of kobolds for days before returning. \n\n\n“Still though, it’s a risk.” Sand pulled up a new screen, revealing a long text box of code. He reclined on his black throne while reading it, casually nudging Tobi off. Free of his boot, she kneeled obediently at his feet for his next command. \n\n\n“A data bomb,” he said with lazy concern, casually coiling one of his long blond pigtails around his finger, “Sure, every target would be susceptible, but you’d be out cold afterward. Long enough that if the Jade Claws send someone to check they might discover you were the source of the explosion.”\n\n\n“If I may offer a suggestion, master,” By now Tobi knew Sand was open to her ideas. To be frank, she didn’t need to play up the subservient role. She just enjoyed it too much. Hardly her fault, her reprogramming when made into a kobold submitted a part of her. It was as natural to her DNA as the pink scales. Sand accepted this, and waved his hand to let her continue, “You could control my body afterward the explosion, could you not? To get me out.”\n\n\n“Full body control?” The white leather femboy dominatrix pulled up a screen of her schematics. He arched back into his chair, pondering the view. “You do have enough tech that I could control all your motor functions with the right access.”\n\n\n“Access I have permitted,” she added, candidly.\n\n\nSand sighed. “Far too willingly, I might add. There’s a reason nervous system guardrails are twice as layered as other encryptions. Anyone with access could do irreparable harm with them.”\n\n\n“But you wouldn’t.”\n\n\n“Not on purpose,”\n\n\n“Do you think you’d hurt me? It’s just getting me out.”\n\n\n“Getting you out is the dangerous part,” Sand tented his fingers. More screens filled his view, each displaying various camera feeds from outside their destination to inside the building, “The databomb will fill the room but everyone outside will be fine. They’ll apprehend the kobolds there to find out what happened. I couldn’t play you convincingly, nor do I have the mastery to have you run away without getting hurt.” \n\n\nShe knew Sand well enough, or at least believed she did given that she only knew her master by his moniker, to know he was being honest. While he liked to boast his capabilities, like most hackers, Sand didn’t like gambling with her life. It made his voice annoying on missions whenever she looked to be in trouble. \n\n\n“That being said,” A sly grin crossed his perfect face, “I could take control of your body before activating the bomb. It’d be easy to set up a condition that gives you control once I’m booted out.”\n\n\n“You’d be booted?”\n\n\n“It’s a databomb, Tobi. That would sever net connections too. Without a net connection, we can’t communicate.” \n\n\nThat made sense so she nodded. “Sounds like a good plan. Anything I should be aware of?”\n\n\n“You’ll be conscious.”\n\n\nTobi blinked, not quite realizing what he meant. Not that she didn’t understand the words, but the idea itself seemed wrong somehow. “Come again?”\n\n\n“I told you, nervous system hacking is dangerous. You’d be conscious while I control your body. All the little orders your brain sends would be rejected in favor of my comments, save for a few like breathing but that’s because I’ll open a channel for that. But you won’t be able to move your mouth. You won’t even be able to roll your eyes. You’d be a doll. A literal doll under my control. You’d get everything back in the explosion. But until then…well, I can do whatever I want.”\n\n\nWhen the gravity of those words hit her Tobi wasn’t stunned. She felt a prickle of excitement thrum through her scales in the digital world. He’d have control over every function of her body and she could do nothing, not even struggle. The perfect form of bondage. \n\n\nSand noticed this and, for a moment, seemed concerned. He let that fade with a last smile. “You are a little freak, you know that?” \n\n\n“Just try not to make a fool of yourself in my body, master,” Tobi said, “I’ve got some shame.”\n\n\n“No you don’t.”\n\n\n“As an assassin, I do.”\n\n\nHe shrugged. “Debatable.” \n\n\nWith a snap of his fingers, their overclocked interaction ended. In an instant, Tobi’s point of view snapped back to her bound form on the transport. Reflexes told her to glance side to side at the other kobolds, each bound and hanging like a chicken among the bars, but her eyes stayed still. She couldn’t blink, couldn’t move beyond the momentum of the ride. \n\n\nWhen she did finally struggle it wasn’t her. Her leg nudged against a leather strap, testing its strength and stopping right as the material began to tear. She felt it all and for a second she thought it was her control. But she couldn’t move it anywhere else. \n\n\n“I forget how strong you are,” Sand’s voice echoed inside her internals, “They’d need literal chains to keep you down, wouldn’t they?”\n\n\n“No,” Tobi said. Well, she thought. Her lips refused to move. “Regular chains wouldn’t cut it.”\n\n\nThe van halted quickly, sending the kobolds to hit each other like a Newton’s cradle. Agents with hidden tactical sidearms entered from the back and brought each kobold down, harrying them out to a line outside. To his credit, Sand got a handle on walking quickly as the kobold prostitutes were marched up to the client's abode. While Tobi couldn’t turn her eyes to see people, she could still smell everything with her olfactory augments; from gunpowder in bullets, to the arousal emanating off some kobolds. One had a particularly strong musk from their rising erection. \n\n\nThe Jade Claw’s preferred room was a red room adorned in gold decals of wormlike dragons with long whiskers. It had the usual furniture for the party in question; leather couches, some bondage swings, etc. The gang members in question were already naked, humans with bodies covered in tattoos of mythical creatures, some so scarred up that they looked more like broken puzzles than canvases. \n\n\nThe leader, at least from what Tobi assumed because he sat in the middle and had a thick cigar in his maw, chuckled as the kobolds were led in. “Little dragons. They don’t look like they can take my dick without dying.”\n\n\n“Kobolds are built for dick, boss. They stretch.”\n\n\nThe leader spread his legs. Tobi had seen bigger dicks, but the augments were new. Dick augmentation wasn’t unheard of, but biomodding was so common that it was an active choice to make it look like it was modded. This did not look biomodded. The leader’s cock, average in size, had tiny bumps along the undershaft and the cockhead, as though small beads were surgically inserted into his cock. Sand glanced Tobi’s eyes around, noticing that every member had a beaded cock, none as heavily augmented as the boss’s, but enough to make some kobolds gulp. \n\n\nOne gang member grabbed a kobold without fanfare, already pumping his cock to erection before twisting her around to bury his rod inside her. Her mouth hung open in sharp pained pleasure. Another took a male kobold between him and a companion, where they started playfully kicking his sack, lighting cigarettes they no doubt planned to put out on his skin. Were it not for the enhanced sexual cravings of kobolds, the scene would have looked wrong. It wasn’t far off. \n\n\nThanks to her hidden lightweight cybernetics it didn’t take much to lift Tobi off the ground. By her tail they flung her toward the central figure, snout bracing his half-hard beaded cock. It’s musk was strong, likely having been trapped inside underwear up until that evening without a shower or bath. Hormones fired off underneath her scales, making her heart race when he grabbed her skull. \n\n\n“If I feel any teeth, I’m getting pliers.” \n\n\nHer mouth opened outside her control. He forced his cock down, ramming it into her throat rather than letting her suckle it. She gagged from the sudden push, feeling the urge to throw up. Sand died it down, keeping her steady as the customer used her maw like a living fleshlight. \n\n\nThe rest of the kobolds were descended upon like prey to wild beasts. Each were pulled to a corner to be stuffed, humiliated, or both. The loud claps of spankings filled Tobi’s ears, mixing with the wet sounds of penetration, the cries of pleasure, and the submissive begging of her scaled brethren. Heat pooled between her legs, leaving a moist mess she couldn’t touch without Sand’s guidance. He found it better to have her hold her hands behind her back like they were bound. \n\n\n“Not bad,” The leader said, still bobbing her down his cock, “Most whores would be choking or struggling right now. Do you even need to breathe? Shit, maybe Taka had a point about kobold cunt.”\n\n\nAs if to test that thought he pulled her off and lifted Tobi up, smacking her in the face with his wet cock. With disinterest, he lined her dripping cunt over his rod and slammed her inside. Sand didn’t let Tobi scream, he didn’t ever let sound build in her throat from the sheer shock of the beaded cock splitting her wide. \n\n\n“Bounce,” he ordered. Sand signaled Tobi’s legs to push her up and slam back down, sending her nerves into a frenzy as the beads dragged along her inner walls. The ganger looked impressed before he leaned back and closed his eyes as though he was getting a massage. “How’s a living fucktoy tighter than my wife?” He mused aloud. \n\n\n“Genetics, boss,” Another ganger said from behind, pulling Tobi backward to shove his cock down her maw. “Kobolds are bred to be lustful, nimble, and for our pleasure. It’s crazy to think some of them want equal rights when they love this shit. Hell, one over there is being used like an ashtray and he’s got the most fucking euphoric face I’ve seen. It’s like he ain’t even here.” \n\n\nShe couldn’t mewl. Couldn’t stammer or clamp down against the weight of his thrust. Sand saw to that. “You wanna know the best part?” Sand whispered from nowhere and everywhere, “I can’t feel any of this. Only you. And I can turn the sensation up.”\n\n\nLike a knob being twisted her sensitivity rose, turning her throat into a cunt and her cunt in a heart attack. She could taste hints of what the one fucking her mouth ate when he finished in her maw, noting an overabundance of sushi in his diet. When the boss finished someone pulled her off and buried her face into the cushion to pound her ass. Sand relaxed her muscles, allowing the beaded rod to go balls deep without effort. \n\n\nLike a ragdoll they tossed her from one member to the next, sometimes trading her off with other kobolds, sometimes even using other kobolds with her. One member used a male kobold as an cock enhancement, fucking his ass while the kobold’s fat cock buried into her. Sometimes they demanded more active roles, like worship of a cock shared between her and another kobold, or a handjob to satisfy two out of four men fucking her. Tobi stopped counting how often her body convulsed, or how it should have, from orgasms. \n\n\n“Enough…” she pleaded internally. “I don’t…I don’t think I can take more.”\n\n\n“But look at how much fun you’re having.” Sand pulled her into the internal space and played a camera feed from the room. Tobi was smiling. Her eyes wide and ecstatic. “You look so alive.”\n\n\n“I think it’s too much.” Tobi crawled to her master, “Please, if we keep going I’m going to fry.”\n\n\nFor a cold second, he looked down at her. Whether it be sadism on his grin or condemnation on his brow, he lingered just long enough that tears formed on her physical body. \n\n\nThen it all went black. Databombs made no sound when they went off. There were no shockwaves in the physical world that made organs rupture. That didn’t mean their effect on the physical world wasn’t noticeable. For some it would be as simple as your cybernetics going limb, a factory reset. 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I’ll have it circle the city while you nap.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The best part about internal mental spaces was how they made boring waits passable. Rather than spend several hours bound in the back of a transport van, Tobi could spend what felt like days under the boot of her secret master. However, this varied on overclock processing and her master’s sense of interest. Fortunately, Sand had enough for this latest mission.


“A whole syndicate,” Sand said aloud. A finger wrapped in a white leather glove flung through each holo screen like pages of a book. Tobi could see the target information plastered from the other side, albeit reversed. Data such as their names, last recorded weight, blood type, allergies, height, hobbies, as well as their affiliations, responsibilities within their organizations, and any augments they may have. The pink kobold tried not to give it any attention, focusing her efforts on polishing the gyaru femboy’s white leather boots with her tongue. Special augments allowed her to taste every fiber of it, or at least of what it should taste like should she be lucky enough to experience it in real life.


“I know the Jade Claw liked to have private parties with the commanders, but it takes some serious balls to order out a hit on them during it. You know you can’t be the first to try slipping in as a prostitute, right?”


“I’m the first kobold,” Tobi argued, returning her lips to his toe immediately.


Kobolds were barely considered second-class citizens in the city. There may have been some that held down jobs and one or two diversity hires in major corporations (or mascots in a suit and tie when Tobi learned of them), but the vast majority of kobolds were little more than bottom feeders in the great fish tank. Even fucking a kobold was considered degenerate behavior, which was why the rich and powerful did it behind closed doors. No one would believe a kobold if they told them they were forced to eat out the ass of a board member, and any kobold that risked making too much noise about it risked getting killed. Better to get in, humiliate yourself, and get paid.


That’s why her old master, the one she still pretended to follow, made kobold assassins. Many weren’t augmented enough to be worth keeping if they messed up, having a killswitch at most, but ones like her had enough tech in them to keep as a worthwhile investment. Tobi could slip in, kill her target, and vanish in the crowd of kobolds for days before returning.


“Still though, it’s a risk.” Sand pulled up a new screen, revealing a long text box of code. He reclined on his black throne while reading it, casually nudging Tobi off. Free of his boot, she kneeled obediently at his feet for his next command.


“A data bomb,” he said with lazy concern, casually coiling one of his long blond pigtails around his finger, “Sure, every target would be susceptible, but you’d be out cold afterward. Long enough that if the Jade Claws send someone to check they might discover you were the source of the explosion.”


“If I may offer a suggestion, master,” By now Tobi knew Sand was open to her ideas. To be frank, she didn’t need to play up the subservient role. She just enjoyed it too much. Hardly her fault, her reprogramming when made into a kobold submitted a part of her. It was as natural to her DNA as the pink scales. Sand accepted this, and waved his hand to let her continue, “You could control my body afterward the explosion, could you not? To get me out.”


“Full body control?” The white leather femboy dominatrix pulled up a screen of her schematics. He arched back into his chair, pondering the view. “You do have enough tech that I could control all your motor functions with the right access.”


“Access I have permitted,” she added, candidly.


Sand sighed. “Far too willingly, I might add. There’s a reason nervous system guardrails are twice as layered as other encryptions. Anyone with access could do irreparable harm with them.”


“But you wouldn’t.”


“Not on purpose,”


“Do you think you’d hurt me? It’s just getting me out.”


“Getting you out is the dangerous part,” Sand tented his fingers. More screens filled his view, each displaying various camera feeds from outside their destination to inside the building, “The databomb will fill the room but everyone outside will be fine. They’ll apprehend the kobolds there to find out what happened. I couldn’t play you convincingly, nor do I have the mastery to have you run away without getting hurt.”


She knew Sand well enough, or at least believed she did given that she only knew her master by his moniker, to know he was being honest. While he liked to boast his capabilities, like most hackers, Sand didn’t like gambling with her life. It made his voice annoying on missions whenever she looked to be in trouble.


“That being said,” A sly grin crossed his perfect face, “I could take control of your body before activating the bomb. It’d be easy to set up a condition that gives you control once I’m booted out.”


“You’d be booted?”


“It’s a databomb, Tobi. That would sever net connections too. Without a net connection, we can’t communicate.”


That made sense so she nodded. “Sounds like a good plan. Anything I should be aware of?”


“You’ll be conscious.”


Tobi blinked, not quite realizing what he meant. Not that she didn’t understand the words, but the idea itself seemed wrong somehow. “Come again?”


“I told you, nervous system hacking is dangerous. You’d be conscious while I control your body. All the little orders your brain sends would be rejected in favor of my comments, save for a few like breathing but that’s because I’ll open a channel for that. But you won’t be able to move your mouth. You won’t even be able to roll your eyes. You’d be a doll. A literal doll under my control. You’d get everything back in the explosion. But until then…well, I can do whatever I want.”


When the gravity of those words hit her Tobi wasn’t stunned. She felt a prickle of excitement thrum through her scales in the digital world. He’d have control over every function of her body and she could do nothing, not even struggle. The perfect form of bondage.


Sand noticed this and, for a moment, seemed concerned. He let that fade with a last smile. “You are a little freak, you know that?”


“Just try not to make a fool of yourself in my body, master,” Tobi said, “I’ve got some shame.”


“No you don’t.”


“As an assassin, I do.”


He shrugged. “Debatable.”


With a snap of his fingers, their overclocked interaction ended. In an instant, Tobi’s point of view snapped back to her bound form on the transport. Reflexes told her to glance side to side at the other kobolds, each bound and hanging like a chicken among the bars, but her eyes stayed still. She couldn’t blink, couldn’t move beyond the momentum of the ride.


When she did finally struggle it wasn’t her. Her leg nudged against a leather strap, testing its strength and stopping right as the material began to tear. She felt it all and for a second she thought it was her control. But she couldn’t move it anywhere else.


“I forget how strong you are,” Sand’s voice echoed inside her internals, “They’d need literal chains to keep you down, wouldn’t they?”


“No,” Tobi said. Well, she thought. Her lips refused to move. “Regular chains wouldn’t cut it.”


The van halted quickly, sending the kobolds to hit each other like a Newton’s cradle. Agents with hidden tactical sidearms entered from the back and brought each kobold down, harrying them out to a line outside. To his credit, Sand got a handle on walking quickly as the kobold prostitutes were marched up to the client's abode. While Tobi couldn’t turn her eyes to see people, she could still smell everything with her olfactory augments; from gunpowder in bullets, to the arousal emanating off some kobolds. One had a particularly strong musk from their rising erection.


The Jade Claw’s preferred room was a red room adorned in gold decals of wormlike dragons with long whiskers. It had the usual furniture for the party in question; leather couches, some bondage swings, etc. The gang members in question were already naked, humans with bodies covered in tattoos of mythical creatures, some so scarred up that they looked more like broken puzzles than canvases.


The leader, at least from what Tobi assumed because he sat in the middle and had a thick cigar in his maw, chuckled as the kobolds were led in. “Little dragons. They don’t look like they can take my dick without dying.”


“Kobolds are built for dick, boss. They stretch.”


The leader spread his legs. Tobi had seen bigger dicks, but the augments were new. Dick augmentation wasn’t unheard of, but biomodding was so common that it was an active choice to make it look like it was modded. This did not look biomodded. The leader’s cock, average in size, had tiny bumps along the undershaft and the cockhead, as though small beads were surgically inserted into his cock. Sand glanced Tobi’s eyes around, noticing that every member had a beaded cock, none as heavily augmented as the boss’s, but enough to make some kobolds gulp.


One gang member grabbed a kobold without fanfare, already pumping his cock to erection before twisting her around to bury his rod inside her. Her mouth hung open in sharp pained pleasure. Another took a male kobold between him and a companion, where they started playfully kicking his sack, lighting cigarettes they no doubt planned to put out on his skin. Were it not for the enhanced sexual cravings of kobolds, the scene would have looked wrong. It wasn’t far off.


Thanks to her hidden lightweight cybernetics it didn’t take much to lift Tobi off the ground. By her tail they flung her toward the central figure, snout bracing his half-hard beaded cock. It’s musk was strong, likely having been trapped inside underwear up until that evening without a shower or bath. Hormones fired off underneath her scales, making her heart race when he grabbed her skull.


“If I feel any teeth, I’m getting pliers.”


Her mouth opened outside her control. He forced his cock down, ramming it into her throat rather than letting her suckle it. She gagged from the sudden push, feeling the urge to throw up. Sand died it down, keeping her steady as the customer used her maw like a living fleshlight.


The rest of the kobolds were descended upon like prey to wild beasts. Each were pulled to a corner to be stuffed, humiliated, or both. The loud claps of spankings filled Tobi’s ears, mixing with the wet sounds of penetration, the cries of pleasure, and the submissive begging of her scaled brethren. Heat pooled between her legs, leaving a moist mess she couldn’t touch without Sand’s guidance. He found it better to have her hold her hands behind her back like they were bound.


“Not bad,” The leader said, still bobbing her down his cock, “Most whores would be choking or struggling right now. Do you even need to breathe? Shit, maybe Taka had a point about kobold cunt.”


As if to test that thought he pulled her off and lifted Tobi up, smacking her in the face with his wet cock. With disinterest, he lined her dripping cunt over his rod and slammed her inside. Sand didn’t let Tobi scream, he didn’t ever let sound build in her throat from the sheer shock of the beaded cock splitting her wide.


“Bounce,” he ordered. Sand signaled Tobi’s legs to push her up and slam back down, sending her nerves into a frenzy as the beads dragged along her inner walls. The ganger looked impressed before he leaned back and closed his eyes as though he was getting a massage. “How’s a living fucktoy tighter than my wife?” He mused aloud.


“Genetics, boss,” Another ganger said from behind, pulling Tobi backward to shove his cock down her maw. “Kobolds are bred to be lustful, nimble, and for our pleasure. It’s crazy to think some of them want equal rights when they love this shit. Hell, one over there is being used like an ashtray and he’s got the most fucking euphoric face I’ve seen. It’s like he ain’t even here.”


She couldn’t mewl. Couldn’t stammer or clamp down against the weight of his thrust. Sand saw to that. “You wanna know the best part?” Sand whispered from nowhere and everywhere, “I can’t feel any of this. Only you. And I can turn the sensation up.”


Like a knob being twisted her sensitivity rose, turning her throat into a cunt and her cunt in a heart attack. She could taste hints of what the one fucking her mouth ate when he finished in her maw, noting an overabundance of sushi in his diet. When the boss finished someone pulled her off and buried her face into the cushion to pound her ass. Sand relaxed her muscles, allowing the beaded rod to go balls deep without effort.


Like a ragdoll they tossed her from one member to the next, sometimes trading her off with other kobolds, sometimes even using other kobolds with her. One member used a male kobold as an cock enhancement, fucking his ass while the kobold’s fat cock buried into her. Sometimes they demanded more active roles, like worship of a cock shared between her and another kobold, or a handjob to satisfy two out of four men fucking her. Tobi stopped counting how often her body convulsed, or how it should have, from orgasms.


“Enough…” she pleaded internally. “I don’t…I don’t think I can take more.”


“But look at how much fun you’re having.” Sand pulled her into the internal space and played a camera feed from the room. Tobi was smiling. Her eyes wide and ecstatic. “You look so alive.”


“I think it’s too much.” Tobi crawled to her master, “Please, if we keep going I’m going to fry.”


For a cold second, he looked down at her. Whether it be sadism on his grin or condemnation on his brow, he lingered just long enough that tears formed on her physical body.


Then it all went black. Databombs made no sound when they went off. There were no shockwaves in the physical world that made organs rupture. That didn’t mean their effect on the physical world wasn’t noticeable. For some it would be as simple as your cybernetics going limb, a factory reset. For others…


Tobi heard the screams before her eyes were back online. When they came on she saw the bodies of each ganger locked in rigor mortis, their faces frozen in terror and confusion. The kobolds were fine. Bioengineered products had nothing to fear from cybernetic feedback. They were, however, lost in their pleasure and kept riding stiffened cocks or moving onto one another.


Tobi’s face met the floor on her first step forward. Aches throbbed across her entire body, rippling from each joint. She stammered and coughed, spewing glops of mixed seed over the floor.


“I’m injecting some painkillers and stimulants from your reserves,” Sand said in her ear. The pain didn’t so much subside as grow numb. The stimulants, a microdose of adrenaline, were enough to get her moving out of the room.


“Did you enjoy it?” He asked.


“Not enough to do it again,” she thought, “At least, not so soon.”


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