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Vivid's Deal

By Zrathie

Vivid was standing inside the site office. He was dressed in his bio-suit. It was a piece of safety gear worn over his body. It protected him from biological and chemical hazards. His dragon boss was on the phone to tech support trying to get the override code for Vivid's bio-suit. He had locked himself inside. It was kind of trilling being trapped, but he wanted to go home after a long shift.

The dragon getting him out early had cost the fox, he would have to return the dragon's favour with foxy favour of his own. One that Vivid was going to have to repay at a later date. Robert the dragon was a little kinky judging from their earlier encounter. It was something that would have to wait. First things first he had to get out of his bio-suit.

Vivid was impressed by his bio-suit. It was comfortable to wear, and the recreational functions were something he would have to spend more time exploring. He was very curious about the dominant AI personality, so far it had locked him inside under a twenty-four-hour timer and taunted him into using its biowaste recycling functions. While it was handy for bladder relief, he didn't want to find out what would happen if he needed to do number two. He was a clean fox after all.

"Admin override, Long-term use tutorial cancelled," came the bio-suit's computerised voice.

The green dragon looked up from the desk still holding the phone receiver in his clawed hand. He thanked the person on the other end of the line and hung up the phone.

"It's done, you can take off the suit by selecting the take-off option in the menu on your HUD," said Robert.

"Thanks, I won't lock myself in again," said Vivid.

The dragon only grinned in response. Part of the fox wanted to ask what favour he was expected to do in return. He expecting something involving holding his urine but Vivid kept his muzzle shut and left the room. He decided to take off the bio-suit while he had the chance, so he walked over to the mobile trailer that had the changing room. He climbed up the steps and opened the door. He entered the room and closed the door behind him.

The small changing area had storage lockers, a mirror, a rack for the bio-suit and a bench. Vivid had stored his street clothes inside a duffle bag inside one of the cabinets. He opened up the combination lock and transferred his duffle bag to the bench. Vivid took a peek in the mirror at his sleek rubber coated figure. He would describe his appearance as a fox who has been dipped in black ink. That was how form fitting his suit was. Only his helmet hid his features.

He used the visual user interface on his HUD to select the take-off option. It was a simple matter of focusing on the options in the menu with his eyes the bio-suit tracked his focus and picked the selections. After a few moments, his bio-suit began to move. It was getting looser on him as it expanded to a more loose and floppy mode. The opening that ran down the bio-suit's back split open again, and the formless seal around his helmet opened as well. It took about a minute for the bio-suit to return to its offline mode. Vivid took off the helmet and placed it back on the storage rack.

Next, he pulled his left hand paw out of the integrated glove and repeated the process with the right. He slid his pointed vulpine muzzle out of the neck hole and out of the back access slit. He rolled the rubbery suit down his chest and abs stopping at his waist. He pulled out his bushy fox tail out of its tail sleeve giving it a few good wags for good measure. He dropped down the bodysuit around his ankles and pulled free his foot paws.

He stepped out of the bio-suit as it lay crumpled on the floor and stepped over to the room's mirror. Vivid didn't only notice his soft white fur, but his loins had begun to stir. The tapered tip of his vulpine cock was poking out from its sheath. He could help but trace one his black paw pads around the opening of his sheath. This bio-suit was like a lover in some respects at least sexually.

The bio-suit was an accomplished lover as well. It had made a clutching doughnut hole that had pumped his fox cock off to perfection. He could do with another masturbation session tonight, but his hand paw wasn't as good as what the bio-suit had been. There were more options that he could explore as well. It was a decision made with pure vulpine lust in mind. He was going to take the bio-suit home with him.

His duffle bag would be empty after he had dressed. Taking a rubber pleasure suit home with him was a perfect idea. He was coming back tomorrow for the next shift anyway. It was his suit too. The company assigned one suit for each of his workers. While he was working for them, it was technically his to wear. They never said that he couldn't take his work gear home with him. He licked his chops, this was an excellent idea indeed. His loins had won out on this choice.

He dressed back into his street clothes and Vivid packed his bio-suit, helmet and bodysuit into his duffle bag. He hefted the duffle bag onto his shoulder and exited the dressing room. Vivid made his way home. It was a pleasant drive with fewer cars on the road than usual. Soon Vivid arrived at his home and brought his prize inside. The fox did some house chores and left his bag sitting on the floor in his living room.

Vivid lived in a modest sized house with modern fittings. He had a collection of books on magic and a comfy sofa in his lounge room. He had a small kitchen with a stovetop and oven as well as a fridge. He had a large shower in his bathroom as well as a double bed in his bedroom. It wasn't until Vivid was having his evening shower that his mind returned to his bio-suit.

As the water ran down Vivid's fur, the fox's mind was on the bio-suit. He had enjoyed his time wearing it. He really wanted to see what the dominant AI could do. He should wear it again after his shower. It was an utterly lewd thought, one that had overcome any final reservations. What other recreational options did the bio-suit have? He didn't want to lock himself inside again. He didn't want to walk around in public in such a revealing piece of clothing. Vivid had nothing to be ashamed of he had a trim, sleek vulpine body but he wasn't that much of a show-off. In his home, he should be safe though.

Vivid stepped out of his shower and towelled himself dry. He was going to have some more bio-suit fun tonight. He walked out into the hallway and into the living room where he had left the duffle bag. He brought the bag back to his bedroom. He took out the helmet and bodysuit and placed them on his bed. He tossed the empty duffle bag onto the floor.

He picked up the bio-suit as he felt the rubbery material in his grip he began to have misgivings. What if he got stuck again? What if he was forced to do something he didn't like? Part of him wanted that idea. His tapered canine cock had slipped free from his sheath. In his rational mind, he knew he should just paw off and not put on the suit again. On his emotional side, he wanted the bio-suit to tame him, to control him, perhaps punish him for being a cheeky fox.

The cling of the rubber on his paw pads brought back the memories of what the suit had done to him during the day. He rationalised that he should do some more training with the bio-suit, but really it was a flimsy excuse to try more of the recreational options. He slipped the bio-suit back on. His red rocket was still on the launch pad as he slipped the bodysuit up around his hips. This was going to be an exciting night if he was this aroused before he was even fully dressed.

He pulled up the bio-suit over his vulpine frame. His pink stripe marking lined up with the back access opening. He fed his hand paws into the arm sleeves and then his muzzle into the neck hole. He ran his gloved paws over the ill-fitting bio-suit. He needed to put on the helmet before the bio-suit auto adjusted to his body. It would become a second skin after in completed its adjustment process.

Vivid picked up the helmet and brushed away his teal-tipped bangs from his face. He fed his pointed vulpine muzzle inside and flopped the excess rubber material around his neck. The bio-suit would soon fuse the material together to form an airtight seal that protected him from the environment. Vivid was breathing quickly inside the helmet, the bio-suit's official functions were the last thing on his mind.

"Hello, Vivid. Welcome back to the mark IV bio-suit, collaborating fit," said the bio-suit.

Vivid felt the loose bio-suit begin to contract and reduce in size. The back opening welded itself shut as were the flap of rubber around the fox's neck sealing his helmet on and closing him off from the world. The bio-suit grew even tighter showing off Vivid's body, all its curves and muscles. Even his sheath and balls were on display, seemingly shrink wrapped in back rubber. Vivid ran his hand paws over his body the rubber squeaked as he rubbed across his chest.

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

Vivid could now see the HUD in his helmet. He made sure to select the dominant AI and enable the recreational features. He laid down on his bed and began scrolling through the list of options. He focused his eyes on the recreational features menu. One particular option took his fancy that was the breath play selection. Vivid had a thing for breath play he had tried it out on himself once before. He had tightened a silk scarf around his neck. The thrill of the bio-suit controlling his airflow was making him unbelievably excited. Breath play was something he hadn't tried with another, and now this machine just had it listed in its pleasure menu like it was a soft drink option.

He selected the option, and a window came up. Vivid read the warning this time. It told him that breath play could be dangerous, and if he picked yes, it was at his own risk. Vivid didn't see any other warnings about being locked inside, so he selected yes. Vivid trembled with anticipation? What was the suit going to do?

"Oh, it looks like my fox pet likes to be breathless," taunted the bio-suit.

Vivid trembled as he waited for the bio-suit to take action. Little did the fox know, the bio-suit had already cut off the air flow from outside. Vivid was just breathing the same air already inside his helmet. Vivid began to feel something was wrong when his visor started to fog up. His breathing increased more due to anxiousness more than anything. His tail flicked between his legs.

"What's the matter Vivid? Regretting giving me control over your air supply?" said the bio-suit.

Inside the helmet, the air was starting to get stale. Vivid could feel a panic shoot up his spine. Condensation dripped inside his fogged helmet. Over the next minute, the air was getting really hard to breathe. Vivid reached up and tried to take off the helmet. It was locked in place his paws squeaked off the rubbery helmet as he tried to pry it off. His lungs were beginning to burn, and he was now gasping for breath. He thrashed around as real panic set in. He started to feel faint. He needed air! He pawed desperately at the helmet, but he couldn't force it off no matter how much he tried. There was no opening or seam to try and pry open, he was trapped.

Just as back faded into his vision, the bio-suit opened up to the outside air again. Fresh air shot inside his helmet, he gulped it up in gasping urgent breaths. This only lasted for a few moments before the external air flow was cut again. As much as Vivid wanted to slow his breathing he couldn't, he just kept gulping in air. A flood of endorphins had overcome his brain when he was allowed to breathe again, but now he was back to stale air for a second time. He thrashed about trying to open up the airtight bio-suit. He pulled at the slick rubber, but he was trapped and helpless. The bio-suit was strong enough to withstand whatever he threw at it.

"If you want to breathe again you're going to have to paw off, breath slut," demanded the bio-suit.

Despite his panic, Vivid was hard alright. His vulpine cock was fully erect, and his knot had just pushed out from his sheath. His cock looked like it was coated in black ink. The bio-suit was like a custom condom wrapped around his cock and balls. He reached down and started pumping. He frantically pumped himself as he gasped for breath. The stale air provided no relief to his oxygen-deprived lungs. Vivid loved the hated/loved the feeling. His cock loved it, but the rest of his body was screaming for oxygen. The desperate fight for air. He had to get himself off to be able to breathe freely.

The fox's paws squeaked as he pumped at his prick. The bio-suit wasn't making it easy for him. As he approached climax, the lack of oxygen was making him feel weak. His chest heaved attempting to get the needed oxygen. His pumping paw flagged as blackness entered his vision. He let go of his cock. The bio-suit was monitoring his blood oxygen levels in order not to do serious harm to Vivid and opened its filters to allow oxygen into his helmet as well as forcing out the dangerous buildup of carbon dioxide. Vivid grabbed his excited vulpine length and began pumping again.

This time he didn't stop he kept pumping even as he began to feel faint and despite his burning lungs. His cock erupted, and he was overcome with the heightened pleasure of a breathless orgasm. He gasped and sucked air into his lungs as his cock shot load after load into his bio-suit. It was a substantial release. Touching on his hidden desires made for a healthy flow of fox cream. The bio-suit collected his release and brought balloons of his cum around to its processing centre located on Vivid's back.

The excited fox's knot was still erect as he panted finally able to breathe fresh, clean air. After several moments. Vivid got up and stood in his bedroom. It was such a rush to be helpless to have the bio-suit control him like that. It was something he had been missing in his life. A need that hadn't been fulfilled. It was something he would have to explore.

Vivid thought he should perhaps take off his bio-suit before going to bed. Then again he did like being encased. Would it be comfortable to sleep in? He would have to give it a try. He got under the covers and rested his head on his pillow. It didn't take long for Vivid to drift off. His long work day and sexual relief catching up with him. A few hours later Vivid awoke. He had forgotten he was wearing a bio-suit, so the fox was surprised when he opened his eyes to see the visor display.

Vivid got out of bed and walked into his bathroom. As with most mornings, he needed to piss. He looked down at his rubber coated crotch. He may as well use the biowaste recycling function. He would have to at work anyway. Vivid let loose a stream of piss. It was collected into a ball of rubber and shifted around his back and up to the biowaste recycling backpack. It was a fantastic sight to see a marvel of technology.

"Having a tinkle Vivid. It's good to see my training take hold," said the bio-suit.

"I have to use your functions eventually," replied Vivid.

"I made you last time, and it got you all hot under the collar. You put me on again because you wanted that same feeling," said the suit.

Suddenly Vivid found he was locked into place like a statue. It was the bio-suit it had grabbed his whole body and was holding him firm. He tried to move his arms or his legs, but he was stuck fast. Thankfully he could breathe, but Vivid had no doubt that the bio-suit could take that away too if it so fancied.

"Aww, what's the matter, sweety? Trying to walk away?" taunted the bio-suit.

"W-what! Let go of me!" shouted Vivid.

"Hmm... you sound like a weak little kit. Let me go... I am in control, slut!" said the bio-suit.

Vivid tried turning and twisting, but even that was out of his power. One part of him was moving. His sheath was starting to swell.

"Vivid you have to confess that you're losing control of your cock before I let you go," said the suit.

"No!" said Vivid.

He yelped as the bio-suit manhandled him into a kneeling position. More of his cock slipped free out into the open.

"No? You can't hide your boner from me, boy. Now, you're going to stay 'I'm a fox slut who can't keep his cock in his sheath.' and I'm holding you here until you do," demanded the bio-suit.

Vivid was undeniably turned on. His vulpine penis was out in the open only his knot was still in his sheath. He tried to think of what to do but came up short.

"I'm a fox slut who can't keep his cock in his sheath," admitted Vivid.

The bio-suit let him go. Vivid cheeks burned. He had to been humiliated by this machine and what made it worse was the fact the bio-suit was right. He was horny. Vivid went into the menu and selected the takeoff bio-suit option. Vivid became even more embarrassed when he realised he could have just chosen that option over debasing himself. It was much too late now.

After Vivid had selected the takeoff bio-suit option, nothing happened.

"Fox slut, I'm not done with you yet," said the bio-suit.

A shiver ran down Vivid's spine. He had not selected an option to be locked in. What was the suit playing at?

"Open up! I didn't agree with this!" shouted the fox.

"Your cock agreed with it," answered the suit. It stroked Vivid's cock twice with its milking doughnut to drive home the point.

Vivid moaned aloud.

"You made a mistake putting me on again. Robert can't help you now," said the bio-suit.

Vivid returned to his bedroom. The bio-suit was right. He couldn't just call his boss again and explain his night of sex to him. Vivid's knot had popped out from his sheath. The bio-suit was teasing his cock every so often keeping him hard. After several minutes of this, he couldn't help but give his cock a comforting touch.

"You foxes can't leave your red rockets alone," said the bio-suit.

Vivid tore his hand paw away from his crotch.

"Aww shy now huh?" teased the bio-suit.

Vivid tried to keep his mind off sex. The whole situation didn't help. He sat on his bed with a raging boner. He held his naughty paws away for several minutes.

"How often do you jerk yourself off?" asked the bio-suit.

Vivid felt his cheeks warm up. "Once a d-day," he squeaked out.

There was no reason to lie. Vivid had been using his bio-suit as a sex toy all evening after all.

"I thought so. I bet you play with yourself every morning like a masturbating fox slut," said the bio-suit.

Vivid couldn't help but give his erection a rub. He was so turned on. The bio-suit was right he would typically play with himself to start the day.

"I want you to stay 'I'm a masturbating fox slut who can't keep his paws away from his cock.' and pump yourself off like the fox slut you are," demanded the bio-suit.

Vivid ignored the bio-suit, but he sat up on his bed and started to masturbate. He was just too horny not too. He had no intention of degrading himself for the bio-suit, but he needed sexual relief. His eager paw squeaked as he pumped away his other squeezed his rubber coated balls. He stroked his tapered cock and his thick knot. He panted in his helmet as he was getting more and more excited.

"I'm going to give you one more chance to say 'I'm a masturbating fox slut who can't keep his paws away from his cock.' otherwise you're going to be punished," warned the bio-suit.

Vivid just kept pumping away. The fox was going to risk the suit's wrath whatever it was. It took several more moments before Vivid's tantalising paws pushed his vulpine sex over the edge. His cock jumped as a thick potent rope of fox cream erupted from his penis. It was soon followed by several others a truly profound load. Vivid soon realised his error when he felt air being pushed out of his feeding straw.

His own load of salty vulpine cum flowed over his tongue. The bio-suit must have done this. It had redirected his cum into his muzzle. As more of his fox cream flowed into his muzzle, Vivid knew he was going to have to drink. The creamy, gooey load was still warm, so it wasn't that bad. He swallowed his cum and his pride in one gulp and then another until it was all gone.

"You have done that before," taunted the bio-suit.

Vivid didn't know what this bio-suit was going to do next. He liked what the suit was doing to him it pressed on his buttons and left him a lusty mess. Vivid went into the menu and selected the takeoff bio-suit function. He wondered if the suit would let him out now that it had punished him.

"If you want out it's going to cost you," said the bio-suit.

"What do you mean?" asked Vivid.

"Well, I could let you out now, but if you take that option I'm going to permanently disable my relational functions," said the bio-suit.

"What! Why?" asked Vivid.

"I'm annoyed you got around my twenty-four-hour timer the first time. I'm not one to be outfoxed. If you agree to be locked inside again for twenty-four hours, I'll let you have all the fun you want," said the suit.

Vivid contemplated the deal. If he took the bio-suit up on its offer, he would be at its mercy for a whole day. He would eventually have to use the full biowaste functionality. That could be quite unpleasant. The other option was to be allowed to exit the suit, but he would miss out on all the sex toy functions permanently. Vivid gulped as he made his decision.