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Vivid's Bio-Suit Training

By Zrathie

Vivid's pink-tipped pointed vulpine ears were pressed flat atop his head. He let out a breath. His wet black canine noise twitching as he steadied himself. The fox was stripping nude exposing the soft ivory fur of his lithe body. His midnight black hand paws trembled as he hung up his clothes. The white claws of his foot paws clicked on the metal flooring. He had to be nude, and so that's what he was. His plump vulpine sheath and balls on full display. He would feel better once he was dressed again.

He was getting ready to put on his mandatory safety gear. It was called a bio-suit. A bio-suit was a rubbery piece of smart clothing. It was a network of nanomachines working in concert. All controlled via an onboard programmable AI. Its primary purpose was to protect its user from environmental hazards. It was equipped to deal with chemical, biological and limited nuclear hazards. That was the brief description of the bio-suit Vivid had read on orientation day.

He was in the back of a large trailer part of mobile operations for the hazardous chemicals and biological cleanup company. They were set up in a parking lot of a small cabinet making business. All Vivid knew was that there was an issue down in the business's basement. He would have to speak to his manager to get his marching orders after he had donned his bio-suit.

On a storage rack in front of Vivid was his bio-suit. The suit was high gloss black in colour, a sharp contrast to his fur and the regular clothes he wore. It came in two pieces, the one-piece bodysuit and the helmet. The bodysuit section came with integrated gloves, foot paw socks and tail sleeve. The helmet section came with a large visor and heads-up display, drinking straw, microphone and earphones. This suit was the canine model. The helmet was shaped for a pointed muzzle to fit snugly inside, and the bodysuit had a large tail sleeve for a canine or in this case a vulpine tail.

The bodysuit had two openings a massive cut that ran down its back. The opening started just between where Vivid's shoulder blades would be, and it ran down to where the tail sleeve attached. This entry slit lined up with the pink stripe marking on Vivid's back. The other opening was a hole large enough for the fox's head to fit through. The neck opening was located at the top of the garment.

Vivid gulped as he set about climbing inside the bodysuit section. First, he slid his right foot paw into the bio-suit. He found the right leg and pushed his foot paw down into the rubbery leg. He repeated the process for his left leg. The slick rubber brushed past his black sock markings, past the twinge of teal coloured fur where his black markings met his white body fur until both of his legs were inside the bio-suit. His foot paws had found their way into the foot paw socks. The feet paws of the suit had flexible treads where each of his paw pads went. The fox shifted his weight and took a step back and forth to test the bio-suit's grip on the floor. The tread under each of his paw pads supported Vivid's foot paws and felt very comfortable.

When the fox was happy he wasn't going to go slipping over, he pulled the suit up around his hips. As the suit reached his bushy fox tail, he slid it inside the tail pouch built into the rear of the suit. The pouch was designed for canines the tail sleeve could even fit a longer tail. Vivid wagged his tail, and the suit felt loose and floppy around it.

He lifted the outfit up over his middle and around the thicker fur around his chest. His arms found their way inside the rubbery sleeves first the right and then the left. He pushed his hand paws down the rubbery sleeves into the suit's integrated gloves. The gloves were textured on their surface. He could handle objects without the risk of them slipping from his grasp. While he was putting the arms on Vivid's muzzle was buried on the inside of the bio-suit's chest. Now, He pushed his muzzle out through the head hole.

The bio-suit was very loose and floppy a few sizes too large. It hung off Vivid like a garbage bag. He still needed to put on the helmet. Vivid picked up the bio-suit's helmet from its storage rack. The helmet looked like a cross between a gas mask and a motorcycle helmet. It was a helmet designed for canines it had spaces for his pointed muzzle, ears, a large visor so he could see. It had a plug at the end of the muzzle for attaching a water pipe or bottle and had two vents placed on either side of the muzzle. Vivid bought the helmet down over his head and around his neck. The neck had a large excess flap of rubber than sat on his shoulders.

"Hello Vivid. Welcome to the mark IV Bio-Suit, collaborating fit," said the computerised voice of the suit's AI.

Vivid jumped as the bio-suit began moving. The suit was getting tighter and moulding itself to fit the fox's body. The entry slit that ran down the suit's back began fusing together as did his helmet around his neck. The rubber flap of the helmet merged into the bodysuit's shoulders. It didn't take long for the suit to seal itself closed. It did so while it was still getting smaller. Vivid could hear his breathing had increased as the suit was beginning to squeeze his form.

The suit was getting tighter and tighter now. Vivid was a little worried it would continue to squeeze him, but it stopped short of causing discomfort. He had to look in the mirror. He walked over to the dressing mirror and took in his reflection. His white fur looked like it had been dipped in black ink. His helmet had adjusted itself hugging his cheeks, neck and pointed vulpine muzzle. He could see his eyes and a small section of his face through the visor, but he was completely encased.

"Suit pressurization test complete," said the bio-suit.

It was then Vivid noticed the message repeated in text form on the heads up display. The text was in orange and displayed right inside the suit's visor.

Vivid turned himself around and noticed he had on a small backpack integrated into the bio-suit itself. The rest of the suit left little of Vivid's vulpine body to the imagination. He looked completely nude. He could see his sheath and balls coated in glossy black rubber. His tail planted itself shut over his rump at the thought of being on display. Vivid could feel his cheeks grow warm at the idea of others seeing him like this. Before the fox could think any more about this. A menu had displayed on his HUD.

The menu was asking Vivid if he wanted to use the suit's advanced AI functions. It was a yes or no option. Vivid focused his eyes on the yes option. As he did so, a line began drawing a circle around the yes text on the HUD. Vivid turned his focus away, and the line stopped drawing for a moment and then dissipated. This must be the user interface thought the fox. He refocused his vision on the yes option and waited for the line to complete the circle.

"Advanced AI functions selected. Please choose your AI personality," said Vivid's bio-suit.

New options were displayed. They formed a list. The options from top to bottom read submissive, passive, neutral, assertive, and dominant. Vivid thought about it, the fox was curious about the dominate AI option. How exactly could a piece of clothing be dominating? Vivid made his selection.

"Dominate AI selected. Recreational features, enabled or disabled?" asked the suit.

Vivid had no idea what recreational features meant, but if it was like a radio or games that could be fun, so he selected enabled. Vivid brought his tail around to his front and petted it as he made his selection. It was coated in glossy black rubber as was the rest of him.

"Recreational features enabled. Initial setup complete," said the suit.

Vivid could see his HUD change. It closed down and the word menu appeared at the top right of the HUD. Vivid skimmed through some of the bio-suit's menu options. He opened a submenu that displayed a list of tutorials. One of the first in the list was titled long-term wear tutorial. Vivid thought it would be prudent for him to learn how to use his safety gear, so he selected that tutorial.

When a dialogue came up, Vivid selected yes without even reading it. The bio-suit began an audio presentation where it described its functions. Vivid listened and attempted to gleam some information about his new outfit.

To protect its user from chemical and biological threats the bio-suit filtered air through pores on the surface of its rubbery body. It detected harmful chemicals, pathogens or irradiated material with sensors embedded in its rubbery skin. Pores in the suit's skin would close up to block contaminants, and if any were detected inside, there were discharged out of the surface. It sorted elements at a nanoscale so it could even prevent viruses from passing through its filters. The system was better than gas masks because the whole surface area of the suit was utilised for filtration and the suit's nanomachines made it's filtering systems self-cleaning.

The suits were designed for long-term combat use by the military. They were made tough with self-sealing and self-repair capabilities. Hydration in the field could be done by loading fluid into a bladder located on the suit's back or with a valve located on the bio-suit's helmet. This valve allowed liquid food rations to be ingested. Everything put into the bio-suit was subject to its filtering process. So even brackish water taken from a puddle on the ground could be rendered safe to drink.

The military nature of the bio-suit project also included limited in-suit medical treatment. The bio-suit's skin could act as a bandage for wounds, seal lacerations, and treat burns. The suit's skin could serve as muscles providing extra mobility or prevent movement to immobilise fractures. The suit's AI could also monitor the psychological state of its occupant. It could even intervene if it's occupant attempted self-harm or suicide.

At that point, the audio presentation had stopped. Vivid was ready for his workday now. He remembered he had to report to his manager for today's assignment. So Vivid trotted out of the trailer. He quickly found the site office and reported to his boss. Vivid stood awkwardly with one of his hand paw covering his genitals as he received his orders.

Vivid was to clean up a basement in the industrial centre. An outbreak of transmutation mushrooms had grown in the basement. An employee of the business had stubbed inside and trodden on the mushrooms releasing their spores. When the employee inhaled the spores, the psychoactive component of the mushrooms activated. The psychoactive effect made the employee consume a quantity of the mushrooms.

Vivid gasped when he saw the state of the poor sheep victim. The creature had been transformed into a spore host. The photo showed that the whole of the ram's scalp had been turned into a mushroom forest. The fungus growing out of the where the ram's head wool would have been had purple caps with white spots and long thin white stalks.

It didn't kill the creature, but he couldn't live a normal life anymore and had to be held in quarantine. Every few weeks spores would be released from the spore host's body. If the spores found the right conditions such as a basement that had recently flooded, transmutation mushrooms would grow. It was Vivid's job to harvest the generous sized white mushrooms from the basement floor. Then clean the whole area clean with harsh cleaning agents.

After his briefing, Vivid made his way to a sealed off, entrance. A clear plastic tent had been set up outside a door to the business. Inside the tent was a mobile decontamination shower. He would use this after he had done some cleaning today. Vivid opened the zip and went inside. He closed the zip and walked over to the other side and opened that zip that led inside the building. When he was in, he closed that flap, zipped it closed and searched for the stairs, his tail wagging behind him.

It didn't take long for Vivid to get his bearings and make his way downstairs. In the basement, the floor was covered in large white mushrooms. Near the stairs was a crate that Vivid would have to fill with the dangerous mushrooms. Not long into his shift, Vivid could feel a twinge in his bladder. He would just have to hold it at last until he made a dent in the mushroom problem.

"Vivid, I've noticed you are thirsty. There are water rations near your disposal box," said the bio-suit.

The fox stopped what he was doing, he was indeed feeling a bit thirsty, so he walked over and reached down for one of the large water containers. He noticed a small hose tipped with a metal nozzle at the ends of the water bottles. The pipe was coming from the mouth of the bottles. He picked up one of the bottles and plugged the nozzle into his corresponding muzzle plug. Vivid inverted the bottle but nothing flowed out into his muzzle.

"These are for the water reserve on my back. Please hold up the bottle while it drains into my water reserve," said the bio-suit.

Vivid compiled and felt the water drain out of the bottle into his bio-suit. It was running through a pipe near his cheek and into the suit's backpack. At the suit's urging Vivid emptied two of the bottles into his water reserve. When it was empty, Vivid unplugged the second bottle and placed it on the ground. A short time later water flowed into Vivid's muzzle. It was the suit giving him a drink.

Vivid went back to work. Every so often the bio-suit would shoot water into his muzzle that he would drink down. This continued for around an about hour. Vivid was getting concerned if he kept drinking he wouldn't last his shift without needing to pee. His bladder was gently reminding him of that need.

"No," said Vivid after the latest flow of water.

"Are you alright Vivid?" asked the bio-suit.

"I've had enough water for now," Vivid said.

"My hydration plan is part of your long-term wear tutorial. It will show you my water reclamation and bio-waste recycling functionality," explained the machine.

The fox grunted, his bio-suit could understand him with voice commands but not necessarily listen to them. Then it hit him, water reclamation! What he was expected, was to piss himself! He opened up the menu on his HUD and went to the tutorial screen. In brackets next to the long-term wear tutorial entry was a countdown that said seventeen hours remaining.

"H-hey, how do I cancel the long-term wear tutorial?" asked Vivid trying to keep his voice calm.

"Normally you ask me to cancel it, but since you selected the dominant AI option, I get to decide. Much like I get to decide your hydration plan," said the bio-suit.

Before Vivid could answer more water was forced into his muzzle.

"I'm in control, now cancel the tutorial!" yelled Vivid after he had finished drinking.

"You don't sound in control. You sound like a fox who should have read the dialogue when it told him he would be locked inside me for twenty-four hours. You just selected yes, giving me your consent," said the bio-suit.

A chill ran up Vivid's spine following his pink marking despite it being entirely covered by the suit. The bio-suit was right, he had just selected yes without reading the question.

Vivid decided to get back to work, he had cleared the floor of one room from the mushrooms. He was making progress. After a while bending down to pick the mushrooms was putting some strain on his bladder. Vivid needed to piss there were no doubts about it. At the very least the flow of water he had been made to drink and slowed down to an infrequent level. Perhaps he could reason with the suit.

"Um... Bio-suit, tell me about this bio-waste recycling functionality," said the fox.

"It's part of my long-term wear requirements that I am able to deal with my user's urine and faeces. I can collect a user's biowaste and treat it. Reclaim any water and metabolise the solid waste to power my functions. Discarded skin, shed fur and shed scales offer a fuel source as well," explained the bio-suit.

"...and your user's just shit and piss themselves like wearing a diaper?" asked Vivid.

"It's a much more sanitary process than that. I collect urine and excrement in sealed sections and move the biowaste up to my backpack for processing. Once it leaves your body, it does not come into contact with your fur or skin. My purpose is to protect you from pathogens even ones that come from your own body," said the suit.

"What if a user doesn't want to play ball?" asked Vivid.

"This is about your filling bladder, isn't it? A healthy fox like you can hold their bladder for a season, but you will have to give in with time," said the bio-suit.

Vivid grunted and went back to the cleanup task. He was working much slower trying not to put too much strain on his annoying bladder. Around twenty minutes later a pulse of cold water ran into his muzzle. Vivid stopped and straightened himself as he drunk down what the bio-suit had forced into his muzzle. That's it, he was going to decontaminate himself and get his supervisor to unlock his bio-suit.

He walked up the stairs and entered the decontamination tent at the entrance of the building. Vivid entered the decontamination shower and turned it on. Unbeknownst to Vivid, it was liquid chlorine coming out of the shower heads. It would kill any spores left on the surface of the bio-suit. Vivid bounced from one foot paw to the next as he washed. His bladder was getting really annoying, he couldn't hold for too much longer.

Vivid walked into the site office and sat down in the visitor chair. He clamped his legs tightly closed as he fought his now bursting bladder.

His supervisor was a dragon with bright green scales. He looked at Vivid as he squirmed in the chair.

"Vivid, there's no need to be so squirmy. I know that you activated your bio-suit's training mode," the green dragon said.

"I need to take off my bio-suit," said Vivid.

"You may have to wear it until your timer runs down," Vivid's supervisor said.

"What? Don't you have admin access for this thing?" asked Vivid.

"I can phone tech support, but I would take some time. You are quite welcome to sit right here while you wait," said the dragon.

The dragon poured himself a glass of water from the decanter on his desk. He kept his eyes locked on Vivid's trembling form the whole time.

Vivid balled up and un-balled his foot paws. Vivid had ten to fifteen minutes tops, he didn't want to piss himself in his boss's office.

"I-I can come back after my shift," said Vivid.

"Before you go, is there's anything else, anything urgent you'd like to discuss?" said Vivid's supervisor.

The dragon lifted his glass of water and took a loud slurp from it. A devious smile forming on his muzzle.

"This dragon really wants to see you piss yourself in his office," added the bio-suit. Thankfully only Vivid could hear that.

"No," squeaked Vivid.

"That's a shame, I would have really enjoyed having a nice long chat about it," said the dragon if a soft deep voice.

Vivid shuffled out of the site office. He wanted to get out of sight before he lost bladder control. He went back inside the contaminated building. As he zipped the last of the plastic tent flaps closed he crossed his legs together. An urgent wave of pressure rolled over him. His cheeks burned even alone in the quarantined building he still wanted more privacy.

"Vivid, I know a piddle fox when I see one. Come on take a whizz," said the bio-suit.

"Shut up!" yelled the fox.

"Oh... what's the matter are my words making it hard to keep your pants dry? You're a pants piddler from way back. I know the type who have a secret piddle in their pants when they think no one's watching. Well, I'm watching," said the suit.

Inside the suit, Vivid bit his lower lip and groaned. He placed both his hand paws down to his crotch and grabbed onto his sheath and squeezed holding it shut with all his might.

"Masturbating on the job? Such a typical fox always thinking about their genitals," said the bio-suit.

Vivid shook his head.

"Well, your hand paws are on your sheath. I don't know who you're trying to fool. Perhaps you just want to feel that moment when you lose bladder control. A jet of piss shooting out like a rope of cum," said the bio-suit.

It was then Vivid lost control. He began pissing, and he couldn't stop himself no matter what he did. A powerful stream poured out of Vivid's urethra. The fox removed his hand paws and looked down to see the damage. A bubble had formed at the tip of his sheath and it was growing. Suddenly it moved off to the side and moved across his thighs around his back out of his view. As more of his piss flowed a new bubble was filling.

Vivid could feel the weight of the first bubble move up his back. He let out a sigh as the urgency in his bladder subsided. He filled up another bubble with his vulpine piss and the bio-suit moved it away from his crotch and up to the suit's backpack. Vivid filled the third one before his bladder was drained. Vivid felt relieved. He didn't feel piss flowing down his legs. It was all contained by the bio-suit's collection system.

One thing wasn't contained, Vivid's sexual arousal. The fox was quite frankly turned on. Something about the whole situation was just pushing Vivid's buttons. His plump sheath swelled until his tapered canine cock poked out from his sheath. Looking down he could see his rubber coated cock sliding out from his sheath. The bio-suit wrapped tightly around his penis. It fitted his cock like a condom.

"It looks like you should use one of my recreational features, you horny fox," said the suit.

Vivid opened the menu on the HUD and scrolled down to the menu option labelled recreational features. It turned out recreational features wasn't a radio or games but the bio-suit's erotic mode. Some of the options were milking and edging, orgasm denial, aphrodisiacs and even more extreme options like breathplay, bondage and stress positions were listed. Vivid was still feeling horny, so he selected the milking option.

"Milking selected," said the bio-suit.

The bio-suit tightened itself and formed a tight clutching ring at the base of his growing erection. Vivid moaned as the tight teasing ring slowly pushed up the length of his semi-hard cock. It squeezed itself up his shaft squeezing and pulsating on it's way up his swelling erection. The suit had some hidden talents, and Vivid was about to find one of them out.

When the milking ring reached the tip of his cock, it squeezed itself back down. Vivid had to sit down before he fell, so he sat down at the top of the stairs that lead down to the basement. The suit's clutching rubber doughnut hole made him shudder as it slowly drifted back down towards his cock base. It felt divine, the clutching ring stopped at his sheath before working its way back up his cock slightly faster.

Vivid could feel his canine knot stuffing his sheath ready to come out to be toyed with. The magical doughnut made a new pass making Vivid moan like a wanton slut. Vivid's knot slipped out into the vulnerable open. The clutching ring passed over Vivid's fat bulbous knot. The bio-suit gripped and grasped Vivid's fox knot, making Vivid curl his foot paws in sheer delight.

Vivid grasped his knees to keep his paws away from his sex and not disrupt the bio-suit's work. His rubber coated vulpine tail lashing back and forth as the suit did its job. The suit was milking his cock at a good pace now. It worked his cock going back and forth over his red rocket preparing it for blast off. The clutching doughnut was polishing his canine cock with its own precum. It squelched with each pass.

"Fuck yeah, please!" begged Vivid in a husky tone.

Vivid was helpless to the wondrous tight rubber ring. He was getting close to release now. He could feel the pressure building up in his balls. He was panting and drooling in his helmet. The tempo of the fuck ring jumped to a sudden brisk pace. It only took a few seconds of this to make Vivid cream. The suit stopped all stimulation as Vivid passed the point of no return.

The molten eruption thundered up the base of Vivid's erection before blasting out into the suit. Vivid let out a breathless cry as the pleasure overwhelmed his body. He bucked his hips in the air as more thick cum ropes shot into the crotch of the bio-suit. The fox's cum was trapped in a bubble at the tip of his cock. The suit caught his full load. After several moments Vivid's orgasm subsided.

As he sat panting, the bio-suit took his load of fox cream away for its processing. Vivid had never owned a sex toy that made him feel this good. Perhaps he would test the other options in the recreational features menu. The fox knew he was in for some fun and maybe he could try some kinks he had yet to experience.