[b][u][center]His Unwanted Digital Dick Chapter 2 For Kirbutashi By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] It was almost midnight when the butt-pounding finally stopped, and by then, Eyrick wasn’t entirely sure if he was awake or asleep. Everything had become so surreal in the last few hours that he wasn’t sure what was happening, or even if he was entirely awake anymore. The only thing that seemed to be real anymore was his utter exhaustion. He slumped to the bed as the toy came sliding out of his gaping asshole, his eyes staring up at the ceiling as he slowly shook his head. [i]I’m a bitch for my own dick. That…that has got to be a new record for humanity.[/i] Somehow, he didn’t think Guinness was going to be breaking down his door to add him to the book of world records for something like this. Groaning, he forced himself to sit up, staring at the end of his mutated, warped dick. He could feel that there was something going on inside of his ass, something that he didn’t really want to think about right at that moment. He shook his head again, trying to force himself to think about something other than the fact that his body was probably at least half-machine at this point. And he wasn’t talking about the intimidating, cool Darth Vader kind of half-machine, either. “Kiri?” “Hmm?” “How long, uh, how long are you going to keep dripping?” He pointed to the head of his cock, shaking his head at the way that a long string of pre-cum was gradually dripping from the head to his bed. There had to be a few hundred milliliters of pre-cum all over his sheets, but it didn’t seem to have shrunk his mechanical balls in the slightest. “Why? Do you think that it’ll bother the bedroom?” “Well, I do have to do laundry.” “So?” “And, uh, there’s a certain amount I’m allowed in a week.” “Hmmmph. I’ll slow it down in the bedroom, but you better give me somewhere else to do it.” “I will, I will.” The last thing that he wanted to do was defy something that had taken such firm control of his body. He honestly had no idea if she was limited to the middle regions of his body, and he didn’t want to test her. He didn’t want her to get the idea that she should spread out and make sure that he followed orders. Shaking his head, he had to use his legs and arms like a crab to crawl out of bed. Considering that Kiri seemed more interested in the toy and everything else sexual rather than what they still needed to do before he could go to bed, he figured that he should hurry this up before she – Eyrick’s eyes widened as soon as he set foot on the apartment floor, his cheeks burning up as he felt something different. “Host-Frame?” “Um, I, uh, need to do something else before we change the bedding.” “What?” “All those orgasms?” “Yes, yes, get to the point.” “I, uh…I gotta…” He blushed. “I gotta pee.” “Ah, the elimination of urine. That is a biological imperative for you, then?” she asked with a tone that told him she already knew that. “It…kinda happens after orgasm. It’s meant to be a way to clear out the tubing and all that.” “Hehehe. And you can’t go without my permission, can you?” “…” That wasn’t where he had been going with that, but the more he thought about it, the more right he realized she was. She was his cock now, and that meant that she could clamp down and stop anything from coming out that she didn’t want leaving her. “You, uh, you will let me [i]do[/i] that, right?” “Hmmm, I don’t know. I mean, you [i]are[/i] asking me to let a lot of waste come passing through my mouth, aren’t you?” The foreskin lips around the head of his cock smacked together, almost as if someone was making a gesture of distaste. “Why, I could have to [i]taste[/i] it, and that would be positively vile.” “But…but I’m still a person. I still have to [i]go![/i]” “But do I have to let you is the question.” She hmmed and hmmed some more to herself, and he blushed as he could feel his bladder backing up on him. His body had been rather distracted by the ass-fucking for the last few hours, but now that there was nothing keeping his mind off it, there was an urgency from his bladder like nothing else. He waddled forward with the thick new butt cheeks that he had, his cock swaying from side to side like a curious snake as he made his way back down the halls. The bathroom was right there, the toilet built into the wall as a urinal. There was a button beside it to shift it to something more suitable for the other end, but he didn’t need that right then. He walked over to it – “OOF!” Only for Kiri to shove her cock-head right into the wall and stretch out as far as she could. It meant that his dick was basically an iron lance sticking right out from his middle, holding him halfway across the room with the end of his dick stuck against the wall, preventing him from peeing, or letting him get anything out of his dick. And the fact that she was shoved right up against the cool, smooth part of the wall made it feel more sexual than it should have, too. Eyrick groaned, hugging around his middle and leaning against the wall. “Kiri, please, this isn’t funny!” “Heh, it’s pretty funny to me.” “But this hurts!” “Oh, don’t be a baby. It doesn’t hurt. Not yet, anyway. This is just a little bit of a sting, from my readings.” “But…but it…Mmmph.” He had gone through moments like this before, holding it and waiting for the chance to actually get to the toilet. There had been several times at work when he had to keep seated for a long period of time, holding it so that he could get through a long-ish stream for the client, and by the time he’d been able to get free, his bladder had felt like it was going to explode. But back then, it had never been someone else holding him back. It had always been him, and he’d been able to get some release when he was done. Having Kiri basically clamp down the insides of his cock and keep him hostage to this pain was…well, not fun. Not fun in the slightest. “Come on. Please. Just…just let me pee…” “Hmmm, will you do what I say if I do?” “Anything. Just let me pee.” “You better remember that, because I’m going to hold you to it.” “Yes, yes! Anything!” “Alright, here you go.” She suddenly twisted around, changing directions and moving his dick around into a long, continuous spiral, almost like she’d turned it into a giant rubber bendy straw. The clamps at the base suddenly released, and Eyrick nearly fell to his knees at the sudden feeling of relief coming through him. “Ooooooh yes…” He shivered, only to blush as the sound of his peeing suddenly came through the ball speakers again. His cheeks burning, he tried to cover the little mesh circles on the sides of his testicles, but to no avail. The sound kept coming, and there was no stopping it. All he could do was let it happen. Finally, his bladder was emptied and he felt a bit better. His cock pulled back, bobbing before him like a semi-normal, oversized shaft, and he could just barely feel the vibration going through his member. “What are you doing?” “Oh, just cleaning out my insides. Thankfully, I couldn’t taste that. I was a little worried that I would.” “So, no problems?” “Not really, anyway.” Suddenly, she turned away, her head pointed back at the urinal. Two more spits of urine shot out, landing in the bottom of it. The lips grabbed the little flush handle and pulled it, washing it all away. “Does it ever all come out in the first go?” “Not really,” Eyrick confessed. “Humans and their biology…” He shrugged it off as best he could, then turned back towards his room. “Are you thinking of going to sleep?” “I [i]was[/i] until we had this little episode. Now…well, I don’t think I could sleep if I wanted to. I might as well try and get some work done.” “Work, hmm? And what kind of [i]work[/i] would that be?” He could tell where her mind was going. Not least because of the way that his dick was slowly moving back between his legs, her lips curling up in a grin he could feel around his cock-head. The sensation was…rather pleasant, he would admit, but not something that he was trying to go for right now. “Uh, I was…not that kind of work.” “Pity. You’ve got the body for it now.” “Well, it’s more artwork.” “Artwork. As in sit around and don’t move work?” “…If you want to look at it that way?” “…No. I’m going to say no on that.” “But –” “Oh, fine, I’ll say not yet.” Kiri somehow managed to pull an eye-rolling gesture with nothing but his cock tip and her lips around it as she came back to his front. “You need some exercise, first. I’m not getting all flabby because you refuse to move. Not with this perfect butt.” He felt the cheeks suddenly squeeze together, unable to stop it. The way that they made his ass-lips flex with them was not particularly expected, either, and he blushed as he felt them come together, flapping about like some silly bit of comedy action. She pulled him along with a few worm-like shrinks and extensions, pulling him down the hall. “Look. We need to keep you healthy. I’m not going to be attached to a flabby blob of a Host-Frame. That’s just embarrassing.” He still wasn’t used to the way that her voice seemed to come through his cock and his balls like a stereo set. It made her words come from different spots and feel like there was more than one person talking, particularly when the timing was that split second off. He shook his head, focusing more on the moment. “And that means you having better exercise and better food. The cameras you had in your room were all about the junk food. You need something different than that. Something better. What do you have in your fridge right now?” “Not much.” “Well, let me check.” They’d reached the kitchen by then. The whole place was modular, with most of the different devices tucked into the wall and sorted on different racks that moved up and down on demand. Kiri must have pulled the information on the different locations of things from his other room, because she moved his cock right to the correct button and pushed it. The empty room suddenly opened up, the wall panels sliding to the sides and revealing a big-ish fridge. That fridge cycled up through the channel just behind the wall, going up and up and up until they found the smaller model that he actually owned. It pushed out, slotting into its place, extending a connector cord at waist level. Normally, Eyrick would have connected that to a tablet or something, but with Kiri, there wasn’t so much a need for that. “NNngh!” He grunted as she sucked the cord right into her urethra, giving him that same sounding feeling as the data was sucked down inside of him. He shivered, swearing that it was going right to his ass, feeling it bubbling as the information was passed through him, feeling the little shocks that made the inside of his cock clench and shake and feel like it was being teased by some strange digital tongue all the way down the inside. “Mmmph…do you have…have to do it…like that…” “Yes,” his balls said. “It’s the most efficient way of gathering information. And it’s not like you keep much in here, anyway.” “People don’t keep anything in their dicks, usually.” “You certainly tend to keep your brains down here.” “…Touche.” The connector cord was spat out a second later, Kiri shaking her ‘head’ in disappointment. “Look at that. No veg, no fruit, not even anything to drink.” “…I tend to keep to water…” “Not good enough! You’re taking care of this body, whether you do it for yourself or for me. Preferably for me. I have [i]standards.[/i]” She whipped his dick around, pulling him with that same hyper-extension movements that kept him moving from the sheer force she exerted. They were back in the hallway almost before he’d realized that they’d left the other room, dragged along by the sheer force of her ‘personality’ and her will. “Where are we going?” “To the store!” “At least let me get dressed first.” “Hmmmm…” She grabbed the door, pulled it open, and then whipped around. The smack to his ass made him jump right through his apartment door out into the hallway, and before he could turn around, Kiri had already shoved her cock-head to the lock button. It sealed shut, some sort of signal transmitted between the head of his dick and the door. “Nope.” “Kiri!” “You need something to eat, something to drink, and somewhere to go. This is going to accomplish all three of those things.” “But I’m naked!” “Oh, hardly. You’ve got a shirt on.” “A cum-soaked shirt…” “Well, you better not let anyone see you.” “What about the stripper gangs, the mecha-bandits?” There were all sorts of people on the street just waiting for the chance to strip a drone, or worse, an android of their various parts. Him walking around with a nanite dick and butt was just about begging them to rip his organic halves off of the middle, and then start selling that for parts. He hoped that would intimidate Kiri, but she just bent his dick in half and shrugged with it. “I guess you’ll just have to be sneaky.” “Sneaky…you think…” He groaned, leaning his head against the wall. He was dealing with a complete pervert, possibly a complete sadist in his crotch, and there was no getting through to her. Before Eyrick could try another argument, she was dragging him along, pulling him towards the far side of the hallway and the stairs down to the bottom floor. The hallway itself was less advanced than the different apartment, but the old motion sensors continued to activate the occasional lamp here and there. It looked like he was going to the store after all. # Out on the street, the high-tech that filled the various buildings was much less obvious. The city had long-since decided to keep the various shells and husks of the old buildings – brick, mortar, even concrete – if they possibly could to save on costs, and just update the insides. So, the city still looked much like it did half a century ago, even if the capabilities inside were far different. However, the streets were…well, to say that they were clogged was an understatement. The hulks and wrecks of various ground-based cars had been left where they stood as people started shifting to hover-vehicles. There had been no need to clear the street for ground transportation when drones and flying cars and speeders became commonplace, and so people left it the way that it was. Of course, there were problems in the main streets, as the concrete decayed and potholes, and even sinkholes, started to form beneath the cars, but the sidewalks were still well-maintained. Lucky for him. He blushed as he was forced to walk bottomless in front of the various buildings, his cock leading the way and turning this way and that like a curious dog. Eyrick tried to hiss at Kiri to stop moving, that she was exposing herself for what she was, but she completely ignored him. [i]Not that she would really look like a regular dick if she didn’t move, I guess,[/i] he thought, looking down at her, his balls, and his ass. [i]And that’s definitely bigger…[/i] His backside had to be almost double its previous size, no longer sagging, but definitely bigger. It was hefty and a bit heavy, but that was good considering how much weight that Kiri put on his front by being so large. The two halves equaled each other out, balancing him so that he didn’t want to fall on his ass or his crotch. Admittedly, he wanted to cut his legs off at the knee for the amount of mass he was carrying and that sort of discomfort, but that was neither here or there. So far, there hadn’t been any sign of the gangs he was worried about, but he knew that it was only a matter of time. If they didn’t hurry… Well, he hurried, keeping out of the street lights and hoping that nobody was taking a low flight for the night. # They reached the cornerstore about six blocks away in good time. Eyrick blushed as he looked around the doorframe, never feeling so happy for the blacked-out windows more than he was at that moment. A quick glance confirmed that the night clerk was away from the register, which meant that he was probably in the back room, counting up cash or inventory. [i]Alright. In and out, no problem.[/i] He ducked through the door, moving to the very back of the store as fast as he could. The cold food first, and then – “Mmm, look at this stuff.” Kiri’s voice was so loud in the quiet store that Eyrick almost jumped out of his skin. Desperately, he yanked his shirt down, pulling the front over her speakers to muffle her. “Shut up, shut up!” “Are you kidding me? No way. You’re not going to make me go quiet in here.” “Just for two minutes. Please. I just need to get this stuff and get out before someone sees me.” “Oh, relax. It’s not like you can stop me, anyway, so stop worrying. Just get what you need while I look around. Oooooh, what’s this?” His dick nearly yanked him off his feet again, his bigger butt almost knocking over an entire aisle’s worth of chip bags. His cheeks burned as he realized just how much more chunky his backside had become, and he wondered if there was any way to shrink it back down. Probably not. Not with his luck. They were standing right in front of a fridge unit. Rather than the series of shelves that he had seen in the old-world pictures, these ones were set on a rotating cycle, responding to the money that you put in to show what sort of options you had available. Normally, that meant pressing a ship in his card or hand to the unit, [i]thinking[/i] what kind of funds he wanted to spend, and then waiting. Kiri bypassed that, pressing the flesh of her cockhead right against the door. Beep beep! For the first time, it felt less like he was getting sounded and more like he was fucking something. He gasped, his eyes going wide as he bucked forward out of instinct – “HEY!” Kiri forced his hips backwards, whipping her head up and glaring at him. “Never, ever, ever do that again. This head is sensitive, understand? Do you get that? Do you understand what ‘sensitive’ means? It means that pressure [i]hurts.[/i]” “Please stop shouting!” “I’m not going to stop anything. You just jammed me against the wall. Do you know how that feels, huh?” She swung her dick body around his head, pushing him against the glass with surprising force. “How do you like it, huh?” the speakers in his balls vibrated against his thighs, something that he tried to stifle by clenching his legs tighter around them. “Hey, stop trying to make me quiet down. I will fuck your ass if you think that you can tell me what to do.” “Please, stop shouting! Someone’s gonna come out and see us!” “Mmmmmmph…” She slowly unwound herself from his neck and shoulders, grumbling between his legs and in his ears. She stopped being loud as he opened the fridge and pulled out a few vitamin drinks at her direct request, but it was not that much better to have her putting on a light show. Holograms were popping off of her dick body, projecting light on the walls like they were in the middle of a disco show. [i]Just be quick, just be quick, Eyrick jump over the candle stick,[/i] he thought as he was getting closer and closer to real hysteria. They walked through the aisles of the cornerstore, tapping Kiri’s dickhead against this, that, and the other panel – and he made sure that it was tapping rather than thrusting, much as each little shock sent a burst of pleasure through him – to get what they needed. The different aisles throughout the store were all using the same technology. You put in the funds, first, and then the machine would offer you the options that those funds would purchase. You’d pick the ones that you wanted, some sort of matter assembler and nanite thing would then put the food together, and then you’d take it from the drop-down port down at the bottom of the machine. It worked just fine for quick orders like this, but since Kiri wanted him to get healthy stuff rather than simple junk food, it took longer, and was more expensive. And it wasn’t exactly easy to focus on what he was getting, either. Every time that she interfaced with one of the machines, he felt the shock of her putting her input into them, and then the return shock of her pulling information out. And every time she did, half of that shock seemed to go right to his ass, making it swell. “Are you…what are you putting in my ass?” “Junk,” she grunted, obviously still annoyed. “What…are you literally putting junk in my trunk?” “Where else would it go?” He rolled his eyes, not wanting to argue further, even though it was something that he could only imagine would eventually go bad. What if she made it grow so much that he’d not be able to get out of bed? Or wouldn’t be able to get through a doorway or something like that? And it was only getting worse the more that they picked up. Kiri made him buy at least six pounds worth of veg and fruit, as well as two more things of milk and mixes for making later. It was definitely more ‘healthy,’ but it slowed him down, and he could feel his butt getting bigger with every purchase. By the end of it, his ass lips were completely swallowed up inside of the bulk of his new butt cheeks, though he could still feel them rubbing together as he walked. He had to take each step incredibly carefully considering the bulk of his hips and ass, and it felt like he was wearing several large implants in each cheek, forcing him to lean forward to avoid falling right on his backside. “Kiri…can’t you…can’t you help?” “You wanted me to stop talking. Hmmph.” “Come on. I made a mistake. Please?” “Hmmph.” This wasn’t fair. This just wasn’t fair. He was just trying to get along with life, and now he had a sassy, easily annoyed AI in his cock and balls, and she was offended. And that meant that he was going to be getting the silent, unhelpful treatment for a while. It didn’t help that she was reflecting all sorts of holograms of annoyed women on the edge of his dick. She must have downloaded quite the string of media from his machines, because she was reflecting one face after another up at him from his cock, and if he didn’t look down, she made it bounce off of the machines around him, always making it clear that she was pouting, ignoring him, annoyed at him. [i]Goddammit, this isn’t helping.[/i] Nor was the fact that he still had to pay store tax, or he would end up triggering the alarm as he left… He paused at the end of the aisle, leaning his head one way, then the other. The clerk still hadn’t come out, but the machine for payment was right by the door out. It was locked from the inside, and that lock wouldn’t come undone until he paid. Eyrick would be completely in the open, too, which meant that if there were any cameras that hadn’t already seen him… “Kiri, please…don’t do this...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you or…or anything else.” “You bruised my lips.” “I’m sorry. I’ll kiss it better when we get home, or put ointment on or something.” “And you tried to make me shut up.” “I’ll let you play whatever you want when we get home.” “…Promise?” “Promise.” “Alright. Let’s get out of here.” Very conscious of the possibility of being caught, and hoping against hope that the clerk would actually stay where he was, Eyrick ran over to the other machine. It was like a little computer terminal, and like most of them, there was a connector cord. He gently lifted Kiri to it, trying to be helpful. She seemed to appreciate it, because she immediately slurped the cord into her urethra, interfacing immediately. He moaned at the first pulse of energy down his dick, unable to stop himself. He’d been fighting that pleasure over the whole visit, and it was getting worse every time that she jammed herself against something. This time, however – “Hello? Is someone out there?” The clerk must have heard him. Eyrick’s eyes went wide, and he squeezed a bit around Kiri’s base. “Hurry up…hurry up…” “Do you want me to be quick, or quiet?” “Both!” “No option for that, hon.” “Then…then quick!” “Hehehe…okay…” BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! The sound went off like a car alarm between his balls, his dick suddenly swallowing all of the cord. He swore it went right down to his sack, and the information pulsed much faster. The console beeped, the door opened, and he was off like a shot. His hips lodged into the doorframe, catching him in place. Eyrick groaned, his worst fears come true as his big butt held him in place like something out of a comedy show. He wriggled left and right, but his ass had grown so big that there was no way for him to wriggle out of the door. “Mmph…Kiri, can’t you…do something? Get rid of the junk files or something?” “Well, yes, but…it’s kinda undignified.” “Hey! Who’s out there?! I have a stun gun!” the clerk shouted, obviously rooting around for something in the back room. “We don’t have time for dignity. Anything would be –” “Brace yourself!” Pffffffffffffft! It was like a fart that had been put together by a synthesizer. Deep and wrong and crude, but somehow made funny by making it musical in the worst of ways. It didn’t stink, either, just blasted out of his backside in weird musical notes that faded into non-existence as soon as they left his ass. And as it did, his ass shrank. A lot. As soon as he was small enough to run, he did, and he was pretty sure that he got out of sight just in time to avoid being spotted by the clerk. He didn’t dare stop running, either, rushing around the corner and deciding to take the long way back to his apartment. No way in hell was he going to try running in a straight line when it sounded like he had just set off the worst car alarm in history. Once they were a few blocks away, Kiri started laughing. Not much, just a little. “Is it always like that, going to a store?” “No!” “Well, it should be. That was fun.” “…You’re going to make my life [i]way[/i] too interesting…[/i] [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]