SYNTH, VISCOUS
by Dirtyraptors

Akteon was a high class prostitute, professional as always, awaiting her client for the evening under the vividly abstract lighting of the Rubber Club. The location and the shadowy, satin darkness of the client's profile pic had given her a taste of what to expect, and she had dressed appropriately for the part. Wearing nothing but a XL-sized padded diaper, the magenta-furred wolf relaxed on one of the large, padded benches off to the side of the main club floor. 

Normally she would be the one to stand out, at nearly 7 feet tall with the body of an absolute porn star, but here in the Rubber Club she felt comfortably at home observing the exotic guests of the club, parties of various furs in latex fetish gear and even some rubber-based artificials passing her by. It was unusual to see so many anthroids and cybernetic lifeforms in one place, as the appeal of kinks revolving around artificial and mechanical materials seemed a natural fit to that sort of specialized design. 

Some were augmented cyborgs, others fully robotic anthroids, rare and unique configurations that were designed to work in high-tech and dangerous engineering and production capacities for the city's industrial and military resources. 
 
In fact, she was expecting to meet a synthetic lifeform here tonight, and it wasn't much longer before her client arrived, walking toward Akteon with the bright neon club lights reflecting on the smooth, glossy latex form of a jackal-like figure. They moved with a fluid precision, their face a blank latex snout, featureless other than a pair of brightly glowing white-pupiled eyes and the large, pointed canid ears atop their head. 

On both sides of that expressionless muzzle, a tube extended like some sort of Geiger-esque gas mask behind their shoulders to a matching pair of sockets on their back. The curves of their perfectly smooth and featureless breasts accentuated their graceful physique, their build like that of a dancer. 

Of course, all the beauty and precision of their form was merely to serve their purpose in working the highly dangerous environments of nano-tech production facilities. They weren't here to talk about work though; anthroids as specialized as they found the opportunity for leisure time, and they had booked an evening with Akteon in particular to make the most of their brief vacation from the months-long shifts in the foundries. 

The contract had been signed and paid digitally so there was no need to waste time talking. Akteon gazed up with a slight smile, finishing off the cocktail she'd been drinking and leaning back invitingly on the vinyl and rubber padding of the lounge, her own padded diaper crinkling around her crotch while her legs spread to make room for her client. Somewhere between the Monolith and a Xenomorph on the scale of awe, mystery, and the frightening void of the unknown, Akteon felt a shiver up her spine. 

They stepped a paw upward to approach, lowering themselves close to the big wolf, kneeling down to straddle across her waist. The two shared an intimate gaze: the wolf, enhanced, augmented, her own eyes a striking jet black with violet irises, meeting the entirely digital focus of the nanofluid jackal-synth. For such an experienced prostitute, it was fascinating to see the subtle rise of emotions shifting across that mouthless snout. Even on an entirely artificial being, Akteon could recognize the same lusts and desires that fueled her lifestyle.

Their body had a satisfying weight from the density of that magnetic, carbon-latex nanofluid , running hot with a warmth like asphalt on a hot summer day. Akteon could feel the semi-liquid nature of the dark material as it pressed to her body, around her thighs and tummy and hips, almost as if it were seeping into her fur before adjusting in pressure to a more solid state.

Akteon realized that blank, alien face was studying her curiously as well, and she wondered momentarily about what sort of lethal toxins and biohazards those mechanical eyes must gaze on, working in secluded toil in the monastic nano-forges.

Then they were reaching up, her fingers like claws, like daggers, yet now delicate and precise and dexterous as they stroked Akteon's wrists, the sensation of frictionless latex making her shiver as it flowed across her palms and interlinked with the fingers of both her paws. 

Akteon was strong, combat trained, with the body of an elite athlete if not for her more sexually-themed enhancements, and she could tell the synthroid was pinning her down effortlessly. Another excited thrill of arousal lit up within her as she felt the immense strength in that lithe, gleaming black body, sparks flying from the shift in the power scale between her and her client. 

The big wolf was certainly curious to see where things would go from here, but her client may have had other plans to that regard. There were no words of warning, as from the front of that perfectly smooth, lipless muzzle extended a solid silicone shaft, thick and snake-like, with their snouts already almost touching it simply plunged right into Akteon's maw and down her gullet!

A less experienced worker might have been caught off guard but Akteon took it in stride, her throat and jaws instantly relaxing, taking a breath through her snout. The synth's tongue-cock was made of an almost frictionless black rubber material and it was sliding down her throat almost too easily, like swallowing a big dick with a condom on, even smoother, perfectly able to bend and flex at any angle even while remaining stiff and pulsing with eagerness.

Akteon was still pinned down with the client straddling her waist, pinning her down in the club lounge. She knew that thick black shiny cock had to be practically in her stomach by now, and it wasn't so much fucking her snout as flowing in a continuous cycle from their crotch, the super-ferrous material on the surface of the cock becoming semi-liquid, rippling and pulsing from base to tip to find the optimal pleasure conduit within the wolf hooker's fleshy orifices. 

Akteon noticed a similar feeling on her arms and paws, where the synth had been holding her down by her wrists before, now that synthetic black liquid latex was flowing out from their fingertips, covering Akteon's paws like a pair of shiny rubber gloves, coating them from her fingertips and now flowing back down her arms in a pair of sleeves.

She was getting paid to give pleasure, and like a true expert she locked her jaws around the thick cock in her muzzle and started sucking for all she was worth. She might have noticed a slight shift in the weight of the synth on top of her, maybe even a barely audible sigh, but it was so hard to read that blank synthetic gaze still staring into her eyes. 

She wouldn't have to worry about looking at anything much longer, as the black hyperfluid that made up the dick plunging into her gullet now seemed to be dripping on her face, almost as if the synth were sweating with exertion and pleasure, the splashes of rubber both sticky and yet flowing together with no resistance, droplets eerily sliding toward each other and combining against the forces of gravity as Akteon could feel more of her cheeks and snout being covered.

She was giving quite the workout to the cock in her mouth, keeping her lips tight and sucking with all the skill of a world-class whore; any normal dick off the streets would probably have the most explosive orgasm of their life within just a few seconds, but this client remained perfectly mechanical and focused, really just getting started. Akteon felt like she was like she was continually drinking and swallowing that carbon-nano goo on her cock, but it all just flowed and recycled back into the surface, like one of those trick endless waterfalls in penis form. 

She was finding her client to be quite impervious, even rewarded with another faint hum of pleasure when she teased the fat rubber cock with her impressive wolf chompers - then going from a tease to full on biting down, her fangs still barely making a dent in that shaft, it seemed to only swell thicker to give her more to bite on, letting her really work those jaw muscles with wild abandon!

The heavy droplets of black goo splattering on her face were coalescing and flowing together to form a solid, blank rubber mask over the contours of Akteon's muzzle, melding around her lips and jaws to allow her maw to continue being penetrated, at last covering both her ears and eyes, those senses turning off like a light switch.

Her face now matched the blank void of her client, or maybe the synthroid's faceless expression now somehow had the slightest curl of a naughty smile; either way, Akteon couldn't see shit, but she could still keep sucking and swallowing around that dick. The miraculous properties of that high-tech black goo allowed her to breathe even while her throat was gorging full of black rubber dick and her nose was covered by that latex mask. Finally the living nanofluid closed around her jaws, with just the solid tube of cock-tongue extending from her sealed lips to those of the synthroid. 

Blind and gagged, with only a distant liquid sloshing sound in her ears, Akteon was now only cognizant of the physical sensations overtaking her body, bringing the peaks of pleasure into a sharper focus with the rest of her senses precluded. The flowing rubber sleeves on her arms continued to merge over her shoulders and around her neck, reaching upward to connect with the mask on her face, then spreading down her torso and over the exaggerated curves of her naked breasts. 

The black latex briefly matched her dark nipples before it sealed over them too, a lovely pair of bulging peaks beneath the skin-tight rubber, still flowing down her toned tummy and around her waist, covering her fluffy wolf tail sticking out above the diaper, her entire upper body above the padding now covered in that perfectly smooth, form-fitting living substance.

Even with her face covered by the mask, she could feel the synthroid pause there, a rippling hum seeming to flicker through the electric field of the magnetic superfluid as if they were waiting for Akteon. Akteon knew there was only one thing they could be waiting for, as she huffed again around the rubber cock insistently pumping into her gullet. With plenty of pressure already built up inside her ass, the wolf hooker got to show off one of her prime assets, with the sound of a stereo rippling blast of fart chains blowing out into her diaper, loud enough to be heard even over the heavy industrial bass in the club! 

The lewd, flatulent sound seemed to send another rippling thrill of excitement through the bodysuit of latex goo, and she was just warming, as Akteon bit her lip from within the mask against a swelling wave of tension in her bowels, bearing down and letting loose as hard as she could... 

The source of that uniquely lewd symphony was still hidden within her diaper, but inside that padding lurked a twin pair of assholes, a double stack of glorious dark donut puckers, and both of them seemed to gape open on their own to near softball size, instantly followed by a steaming hot cascade of smooth, squishy brown logs from both holes! Her shit was thick and soft and heavy and immediately bulged and squished into the padding of her diaper. With her sitting down on the club lounge there wasn't much space for it to go other than to mush together within her buttcrack and out to the sides, extra messy style.

The living rubber bodysuit was clearly excited as it thrummed around her, skintight but with a liquid quality that felt like a constant wave of warm latex flowing over her pelt and back into itself, surging and swirling faster as she continued shitting a huge mess into her diaper!  It bulged and sagged between her legs, already several kilos worth of fresh steaming dung load pumped out of her twin sewer pipes and still surging out like thick brownie batter. 

All at once the seething wave of superfluid surged around Akteon's waist and down into the backside of her diaper. It flowed like dark molten chocolate around the fudgy pile of wolf shit, perfectly following the inner wall of the diaper, contouring to that bulging padded shape. 

Then the concentration of liquid nano-rubber pooled together, swelling into a bulge of its own, as Akteon could feel the pressure inside and the new weight added to her already heavily stretched padding. Her upper body was encased in latex while still wearing the diaper normally around her hips, the smooth black glossy living skinsuit flowing into the waistband and taking on a new shape within...

Akteon felt the bump of a snout against her buttcrack, the sensation of a muzzle and jaws attached to the head of a canine going in to eat her ass from within the diaper! Opening their ravenous maw, the muzzle of the second synthroid head inside the wolf's diaper was a disembodied void, yet it still eagerly absorbed and swallowed her shit, the steaming, smushed brown waste disappearing down that snout as if vanishing into a pool of ink, the synthroid's second head seemed to love having their entire face buried and squished into a big pile of fresh scat!

The living latex spread with renewed vigor around her crotch, down her thighs and legs, those long and shapely digitigrade legs of hers completing the look as they too were encased in that taut form-fitting, flowing smooth material, all the way down to her footpaws. 

Anyone watching from the outside would see a slender, skeletal, robotic anthroid with liquid black goo dripping and flowing over a framework of pneumatic and metallic structure, kneeling atop the pinned shape of a larger canine in a flawless head-to-toe latex bodysuit, more of the electromagnetic superfluid oozing down the synthroid's arms and face, flowing in waves to join the newly-formed head within the diaper, splitting off inside and growing into the shape of another muzzle, snout and ears! 

Now it felt like two horny jackals were sticking their heads into her diaper and eating ravenously from her generous tailpipes. Akteon was a champion at shitting and never failed to produce, thick bulges of scat disappearing into both mouths happily engulfing the waste as it emerged from the twin gaping shitholes, those artificial throats gulping it down before the waste disappeared and melded into the conduits that sparked unseen throughout the synth's circuitry. 

It was rare that a single client could swallow a full load of the wolf's scat and Akteon was impressed at how fast her diaper was emptying, encouraging her to shit with full force from both barrels. The dual turd trains would normally be enough to bury any regular fur under a steaming, stinky mountain of dung, but this load was disappearing efficiently into the ravenous synth maws, the living bodysuit almost buzzing with energy and pleasure around every inch of the hooker's larger than life physique.

That humming, rippling buzz pervaded even in the big black rubber cock-tongue that was ceaselessly thrusting and cascading in Akteon's gullet, popping through the sphincter of her tummy again and again like it was just another hole to fuck. In fact, it was starting to tease, caress, and violate her in the most intimate ways possible, the goo even flowing lewdly through her wet canine nose and fluffy wuffy ears, morphing between the shape of tongues and cocks. It felt like it was groping and squishing her breasts too, tickling her tits as she gave a muffled yelp and squeal, sucking her boobs hungrily from within the suit before forming into a perfectly frictionless pair of dicks like living black oil and plunging into her nipples and penetrating them as well.

Any spectators still looking on would just see the superfluid latex covering her body, while the interior was forming a veritable menagerie of cocks, tentacles, snouts and tongue to invade and pleasure themselves with every available fuckhole...

Back to her diaper, her double assholes remained gaping wide as the last logs of her shit plopped out of her bowels into the waiting maws of the twin synths still stuffing themselves greedily, turning to either side and consuming the dense, warm piles of wolf poop that surrounded them. 

They didn't stop with her waste, beginning to eat her dirty diaper itself from the inside out, the living rubber jaws processing the heavy padding just as effectively as her scat. She could feel it sliding from around her waist and hips as it disappeared into the goo, the heavy sagging weight now relieved from around her crotch. 

Thick strings of black goo connected their maws as they kissed while eating and gulping the last of Akteon's diaper, and as soon as they were done, they turned back to her twin shitholes. From the disembodied rubber canine heads, thick snake-like cocktongues emanated forth, snouts flowing together and melding with the fat rubber shafts now plunging deep into Akteon's dual gaping anuses. 

Now that glossy superfluid tightened down around her asscheeks, sealing them nice and taut with her new twin buttplugs cranking up to high velocity, the frictionless nano-liquid was able to spin like a drill and fuck her at the same time, making her scream around the cocktongue doing the same in the gullet!

Crawling up her taint, the hooker's pussy was next to be sealed over, the inner lining of her suit-client-prison gripping tight around her vulva, seeming to suck it up and down in the most intimate way, as if it was forming dozens of lips and tongues to lick her labia and clit. The next wave was already forming into a huge knotted canine cock that plunged up her juicy wet pussy tunnel and started fucking it hard, her belly definitely bulging in all sorts of obscene ways from the triple shafts of massive cocks slamming all of her holes! 

Now her entire body was wrapped tight, except for her crotch, exposed and naked and revealed in all its glory. This was why she made the big bucks - on full display under the club lights, Akteon's enormous double horse cocks jutted like titanic pillars of flesh. Even at her impressive stature, her prime stallion shafts were still each half the size of her body, both befitting a thoroughbred champion and each with an absolutely absurd knot approaching beachball proportions. 

She was still blind and immobilized, the viscous carbon nano material holding her frozen in that sprawled, vulnerable position, the skeletal frame of the synthroid straddling across her tummy with her twin cocks towering just as tall behind the ravenous mechanical creature.

The hybrid nanoliquid was stretched to near its limits, metal framework, pneumatics and wiring almost fully exposed. Only a few strands of the black goo strung from the synth's muzzle to Akteon's, while the last available reserves pooled and flowed down their back and tail.

From there, where her ass and pussy would normally be, a pair of thick black gleaming tubes extended outward, stretching toward Akteon's gigantic penises. The robotic skull of the synthroid gazed back over her shoulder, somehow almost a grin on that expressionless steel and carbon visage, carefully maneuvering those orifices to the huge flared heads of both cocks, leaking and dripping all over the floor.

At the end of those tubes, they formed the shape and textures of a horse anus and a wolf anus, then plunged downward, fully engulfing both cocks like a pair of hungry pythons. This client was literally a fuck machine, doing the work of a whole orgy of draft studs - usually there wasn't even enough room for everyone to get their cocks in each of her holes, but this was the opposite, sex maximized to 100% efficiency! 

The thrumming liquid rubber now encasing her cocks was something else too. The inner sleeve was able to flow with a different viscosity than the outer layer, pumping and milking and swirling like a maelstrom around her massive equine shafts in ways that she had never before experienced. Finally it converged over her massive wolf balls, sealing entirely over her form. Akteon was being driven at full steam through a wall of mind-bending ecstasy, her poised demeanor ebbing away under the currents of sheer physical fuck-energy, her body shaking from tip to tail. She wanted to writhe and scream and claw, yet she was perfectly pinned and frozen all while being enormously penetrated in every hole!

One after another, orgasms ripped like an inferno through her assholes, pussy, and cocks, both of her buttholes gaping around what felt like almost a solid foot-thick dick ramming each of the twin tunnels, the synthroid shafts swelling thicker still to stretch her absolute limits. She realized she was shitting herself again too, the helpless sensation of her overstimulated bowels clenching and locking, as any remaining waste deep within disappeared down those black cock-shafts, just a bit of steam hissing pleasurably from the cybernetic endoskeleton's exhaust vents as they converted matter to energy. 

Her cocks were blasting liters of cum, feeling distinctly as if the living rubber fuck-holes were sucking it down and swallowing, as if there was an inner maw within those tubular orifices. In fact, the sensations were changing every time she came, the synthroid morphing those cocks and sex-ports into different shapes and species at will. Huge flared horse cocks plundered her deepest reaches while gigantic knots hammered her holes, running through a menagerie of different species, sometimes splitting into more exotic or downright alien tentacles and protrusions, all with the ability to vibrate and pulsate her most sensitive and intimate pleasure buttons, sometimes even bulging into fists and arms of various sizes and musculature. 

For a while she could even swear those twin canine heads from her diaper had reformed deep inside her assholes and were sucking her prostates together... all of it a viscous, abstract morphing mass, the giant knots of those shafts sometimes turning back into a pair of jaws with massive cocks obscenely jutting forth into those gaping, trembling shitholes while they licked and sucked the achingly sensitive sphincters. 

It all continued at this wild pace, certainly a parade of spectators enjoying the sights throughout the night inside the club. Akteon should have been exhausted and chugging energy drinks to keep up, but even that was provided for. With a hiss of coolant, Akteon felt the writhing cock-tongue in her throat turning from hot and oily to refreshingly cool and wet like a popsicle, as the synthroid pissed out excess condensation in the form of cold, purified water straight down her throat, even synthesizing just a slight salty flavor for those extra electrolytes. 

She drank it all down like a thirsty dog, and her client would keep her refueled several times through the night ahead, her cocks drilling the hooker in every way like superfluid cyclones. It was very rare indeed for Akteon to lose track of her own orgasms, and usually she was the one providing them, but after the first couple dozen her mind was getting sludgey, feeling more and more as if she were the one who was a living rubberized fuckdoll.

With mechanical timing, their session ended as agreed in the early dawn hours. All she could do was moan and whimper and shake inside the nano-rubber bondage suit as the tempest of dicking abated, glistening black waves once again becoming a rippling liquid on her body, flowing upward from her paws and revealing the trembling, ludicrously gaping wreckage of the wolf hooker below. 

Her face was the last to be uncovered as those dark strings once again jumped magnetically from her snout to the anthroid, reclaiming her polymorphic skin, sliding her cock-tongue free once more from Akteon's sore and weakened jaws. Akteon blinked as her vision returned, reality coming back into focus along with the jackal-like face of the client in front of her. 

The slightest of smiles seemed to form on their blank muzzle, and a paw reached out, stroking the wolf's headfur and ears for just a seconds. Then they turned to leave, the last of that magnetic goo stringing and sliding out from inside Akteon's obscene gaping buttholes and pussy back into their tail. 

The late morning crowd in the club all seemed to look at the wolf with various smiles of respect and admiration, a few new prospective clients already offering to buy her drinks and sending contracts to her phone. It was a dirty job, but someone had to do it!