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Sam jumped back just as the hovering car whizzed past him, nearly causing him to collapse on the sidewalk behind him. The human quickly shook his head and looked at the light that had clearly warned him against crossing with the bright red markings shining down on him as though to rebuke him for his foolish oversight. It wasn't that he thought he could make it, with the auto-driven cars going nearly fifty on the streets with no intentions of stopping, but he had been so engrossed in what he was reading that he had simply forgot to check. He took the tablet that had clattered to the ground and brushed it off before checking it for damage as he waited for the lights to turn green which would cause the vehicles to stop and not turn him into street pizza as he passed.

The reason for his head being in the clouds and nearly getting him killed was the information on the screen that he had just made sure wasn't cracked. It had been an invitation sent to the feline by one of the most prestigious technology firms in the mega city, something that others in his field would kill in order to gain. No doubt had he met a gristly end at that stop someone would have eagerly taken his place before the sun was down as he finally had permission to cross, especially given who those in the internship program worked under. Ever since Technomancy had become a thing those few that had wielded the power made sure they used it to innovate their fields and rose to the top, and the one that had done it the best was known only as Arkham. Whether that was an old hacker name or something he just went by no one knows; in the early days when people were still getting used to the concept of people that could access electronics with their minds Arkham had gone into every government and personal database to scrub his identity clean.

Normally not having any way to identify yourself would be a bane as Sam looked up at the cameras which overlooked the street, but given the awesome power that Technomancers wielded at the time they basically were able to get what they wanted before others were finally able to find means to stop them. Despite there now being a number of failsafes to prevent intrusion and manipulation by Technomancers, many of them designed and developed by their own kind, they managed to keep hold of the benefits they had gained during that time. That was how Arkham managed to become the founder and CEO of a fortune five company without even having fingerprints on file as Sam walked up to the building.

When he got up to the front steps Sam had to crane his head in order to look all the way up the massive skyscraper. While it wasn't the tallest in the city by far it boasted a lot of space including research labs and entire testing areas that weren't normally found within the limits of the sprawling metropolis. The young man felt his fingers shaking slightly as he gripped the tablet in his hands before walking inside. As he looked around once the glass doors slid shut behind him he was in awe at the architecture that made up the front area of the building. It was like he had just walked into the lobby of some sort of fancy hotel as he made his way up to the receptionist desk where a tigress was typing fervently into a computer with a pair of head phones on.

"Uh, hi there," Sam said as he placed the tablet on the polished granite counter that separated him from her. "I'm here for the internship?"

To his surprise the tigress immediately stopped typing and stood up, facing him with a smile on her face. "Ah, you must be the one that Arkham was talking about yesterday," she said as she took the tablet and looked at it, scrolling down until she got to the bottom. "Sam is it? Welcome to Arkham Industries, if you'll go over to the elevator on the left it will take you to the floor that you need to go."

Sam nodded and before he could say thank you the tigress had already sat back down and was on the phone. He marveled at her efficiency as he went up to the elevator he was prompted to go to, pausing slightly as it opened on his approach in order to allow him to go inside. It wasn't like the elevator banks that the others were using to get up to the higher levels of the building, in fact other than himself no one seemed to be going towards it even with the delightful zen garden that was set up in that corner. Once he was inside the elevator car he found there were no buttons on the side of it as the doors closed, but it definitely seemed to know where it was going as he began to feel himself getting lifted up.

With no readable numbers to guide him the human could only imagine how high up he was, but given the lengthy duration of his ride he guessed he was getting close to the top. Eventually the car stopped and the doors opened once again to allow him to exit. When he stepped out he felt like he had been transported to another world as the entire floor was one giant office whose walls were composed of windows that looked out into the city below. A person could easily live in this much space as he began to walk around, and as he glanced about and saw other pieces of furniture and even a bed tucked away near some book cases he wondered if that was actually the case.

"Would you like me to give you the tour?" a voice asked behind Sam, causing him to jump slightly and he turned around and realized he wasn't alone as he looked at the face of a sabretooth tiger. Unlike his own tan fur the feline standing behind him was jet black with thin white stripes, save for his hair that was styled with rainbow highlights that were spiked up. "My name is Arkham, Arkham Sabrewolf, and you are Sam, yes?"

"That's right," Sam replied as he grinned sheepishly and shook Arkham's hand. "I have to say that it's an honor to meet you, especially after you did that article in Techiculture about how it's the responsibility of those with powers to help shape the Network in something that everyone can use easily."

"You read that?" Arkham replied, a smile crossing his muzzle as Sam eagerly nodded. "Well I'm glad you enjoyed it, I personally thought that I might have come off as a little dry. Either way we could probably talk shop all day but I'm sure that you're eager to get on with your assignment."

"Assignment?" Sam asked as they proceeded to walk into another area of the office which had a desk with several screens set up, though he noted that there were no peripherals while they all turned on simultaneously.

"That is what you are here for," Arkham replied as Sam saw his information pop up on the screen that was turned towards him. "You didn't think that I would be wasting you on things like coffee runs and data entry, did you? Granted you will probably do that as well, but you will be getting your hands into various projects where they need an extra hand or potentially a guinea pig... speaking of which I'm going to need you to sign a few documents here before we proceed with your orientation."

Sam nodded and as the other sabertooth tiger stared at him for about a minute he finally mentioned that he needed something to sign. That caused the Technomancer to let out a sound of realization and disappeared behind his desk for a few seconds before coming up with a digital print reader. Once it was all plugged in Sam pressed down on the pad in order to sign the documents that had been presented to him, the pad flashing for a few seconds before turning green. Arkham gave him a nod and unplugged the device, putting it back in his desk before standing up and bringing Sam back towards the elevator.

As they got close the doors once more opened and confirmed something that Sam had suspected when he had ridden up, that the Technomancer was in control of it as they walked into the car. It actually made a lot of sense, why bother having something others can try to use to get into his place when he could just manipulate it with his mind and keep others from being able to get up? The revelation only made the sabretooth tiger more excited to start working as they started to travel down once more. Once again the traveling time was far more than a few seconds before they arrived at their designated floor.

"Welcome to our robotics floor," Arkham stated as he gestured out towards those that were working on large metal machines that took up most of the space of the open area. "Here we design exosuits and drones that outclass anything on the market right now by years, if not decades."

"Wow..." Sam replied in awe as he saw several hovering machines fly over their head in perfect sync with one another. "Is this where I'll be working?"

"No no," Arkham quickly said dismissively. "As mentioned in the actual internship you will be working directly under me, we're just going to be giving you your new uniform. I do have a theme that I enjoy working with so I hope you don't mind the change."

Sam wasn't sure what he meant by that until he got to a suit of armor that was closer to the back of the production bay. When the technomancer said what it was it surprised him slightly since the exosuit was so sleek that someone might have mistaken it as a bodysuit if it weren't for the plates that were on it while it remained suspended in the pod. It also appeared to be very modular in nature as he was led up towards it, the front of it sliding open to allow the human entry. Just as he was about to step inside of it however he was quickly stopped by the shabertooth tiger who shook his head.

"The neural and dermal interfaces are going to have a hard time connecting to you if it has to go through a layer of cloth," the feline said as he gestured to the clothing that he was wearing, the human looking down at it in slight surprise. "We haven't yet developed a flight suit that is capable of doing so either, so you're going to have to do this au natural, as they say. Don't worry, it's nothing that anybody here hasn't seen before."

The words were little comfort to Sam as he felt his nervousness intensify. It was clear however that this technomancer needed him to get into this suit in order for him to continue to the tasks of his job and a few seconds later found himself quickly stripping off his clothing. If he needed to get naked for this he would do so in the shortest time possible as he removed everything and kicked them to the side. A different researcher quickly scooped them up and put them away as the naked human quickly walked over to the pod and began the process of getting himself into the armor.

Since it was a smaller model of exosuit the process to enter it was not fully automated, which meant that Sam would have to manually insert himself for the first few steps. The first step was the easiest as the sides of the pods allowed him to brace his body so that he could slide into the holes of the suit. He could feel the softer insides of it immediately start to warm up from his body heat as he placed them inside the bigger paws of the suit. Once he had gotten inside the legs of the armor he found the synthetic limbs going up to about his mid-thighs before stopping. Then he needed to put his arms though the representative armored areas, but first he had to do one more thing before he did so.

One of the straps had already started to move its way up between his legs as the armor tightened around his limbs, sliding up between his thighs and positioning itself right in front of his groin. As he looked at the rubber confines he gathered that was where he needed to stick a particularly sensitive piece of his own equipment and took a deep breath as he gathered his member. He had been wondering just what kind of suit this was and it appeared to be a live-in suit, one that someone could reasonably spend almost all their time in without having to get out for things like eating or going to the bathroom. While there had been tech designs out there that said such a thing could be possible he had never expected to see the technology in action as he slowly pushed the head of his member into the rubbery confines of the groin of the suit.

As he did however something that Sam didn't expect was when the slick material pressed against the material it caused him to get aroused, his body shivering in pure pleasure as the groin component continued to pull him in even after he had stopped feeding in his stiffening phallus. "It's not uncommon to get aroused from such a thing," the technomancer said with a grin as he hopped up to the platform the pod was in, the human watching as he took a hand and gently squeezed his cock that was completely enveloped in the rubber sleeve. "I could see it in your eyes when you first came in that you were a bit of a technofile, which makes me even more sure that I had gotten the right one for the job. As you can see this is one of my more... personal designs, and as such comes with functionality that one would normally not find with such technology."

If Sam's toes weren't confined in the metal paws of the suit they would be curling, though as he felt movement below him he looked down in shock to find the bigger paws of the suit reacting to his thought of movement! It was incredible to him to see just how much sensory transmissions was going from his body through the suit as he was able to feel the metal of the pod beneath him as though it was his own feet against it. That was nothing compared to the technomancer still stroking him off, his own cock now fully erect and filling out the rubber sheath that it was now contained in. He wasn't sure how far Arkham would go but it wasn't long before he pulled his hand away, then mentioned that it was time for him to suit up completely as he snapped his fingers.

Almost instantly the dormant exosuit around him came to life, taking the human form that had aligned with it and slowly creeping over the upper half of his body. Sam gasped as something began to align against his rear end. Though he knew it was part of the process he couldn't help but shiver nervously as something began to press up between his butt cheeks, though as something rubbery nosed up against his pucker he felt something cool and wet that made him relax. It was clear that Arkham didn't want any discomfort to be felt with his technology being put on, in fact it was probably the opposite as the human let out a moan despite himself from the insertion. This truly was the golden age of technology, Sam thought through the haze of lust that was filling his mind as the rubber against his cock shifted once more.

When Sam felt his groin continuing to move he saw that another plate had formed on top of it, his still hard member being moved around and causing him to shiver while the outer appearance of the space between his legs was smooth. It gave him some sense of modesty and privacy since he doubted that there was any clothing for an exosuit, even one as humanoid as this as everything from the waist down looked like it belonged to a feline. As he glanced over to the legs of the technomancer he couldn't help but notice a similarity, though before he could say anything the rubber object at his rear end slide into him and caused his entire body to stiffen from the sudden pleasure of it. At the same time the rest of the back plates were sliding into place and he could feel more of the metal pressing against his exposed flesh.

It wasn't long before his chest and stomach were covered by the plate of the suit, giving him the appearance of a broad, muscular chest that he definitely didn't have as a human while more of the rubber lining inflated to make sure the fit was as tight as possible. There was not going to be any movement of his body in this thing, Sam thought to himself as the bright white metal of his body was offset by the golden hues that surrounded the chest plate. With his attention so focused on what was happening to his groin he hadn't even noticed that the helmet of the exosuit had started to pull down around his own head, at least until he felt the rubber already starting to press down against his forehead as it split in two to encase him with it. Inside the feline-shaped module he could see that it didn't have traditional lenses so that he could see out, instead it looked like two little screens were going to be put right in front of his own eyes as the last of his bare flesh was being covered in the metal.

Once more he felt the touch of the technomancer against his chest, or rather the chest of the exosuit, as the two pieces of the head slowly closed in around him. When it did he could feel the lining begin to ripple and shift just like it had done to the rest of his body, except that the synthetic material had also began to push into his mouth and nostrils. The stale air that he had been breathing in the helmet was suddenly replaced with something much fresher as he actually felt the tubes sliding down his nasal cavity, and though he expected it to be somewhat intrusive once they settled in it was actually much like breathing out of his own nose. In fact as he took a breath through the new nostrils he could feel it pass through the metal muzzle of the suit.

When the screens in front of his eyes flickered to life Sam could see the vague reflection of his own body in the wall of the pod, and what he saw caused him to gasp. As the suit took advantage of his open maw to start to slide rubber tendrils past his lips he continued to study himself, seeing the ivory white and golden metal of the feline exosuit that hid his human form. Though he could still feel his own body inside of it the sensors in the synthetic skin translated everything through the rubber lining to his own skin. It was the body of a sabertooth tiger, and it started to grow more animated as the suit gently tightened around his form he saw the jaw starting to move to mimic his own as the shiny material pushed its way into his mouth.

Sam knew what was going on as the rubber pushed its way into his mouth, integrating with his flesh just like it had done with his anal walls and his cock. As it coated his tongue he knew that the organic substance would be like the metallic shell of the exosuit, translating sensations of taste and feel just like his real tongue while still allowing him to eat. The human marveled at how advanced the technology was as the synthetic substance didn't even feel like it was there after all and when he waggled his tongue across his lips he could both see and feel the muzzle moving in response. When he attempted to speak however nothing came out of his mouth, but before he could start to panic he suddenly saw an orange globe appear in the bottom-left corner of his vision.

"Hello Sam," a pleasant-sounding voice said directly into his ear, the rubber pressing against it pumping the sound directly into it. "My name is Ristol, and I am the Augmented Intelligence unit for the sabertooth exosuit. Arkham has already given me your personal information, so all that is left is suit calibration."

"Calibration?" Sam asked. "What does that-"

Sam was suddenly interrupted as the inner rubber shifted once more inside the metal of the suit, continuing to contour to him so that every inch of the muscular sabertooth tiger exosuit could translate every touch. He could feel the cool glass against the palm of the exosuit's hands as he felt the rubber inside his rear end continuing to push into him. The AI came back and said that it was detecting increased heart rate, to which Sam thought to himself that it was probably because he was essentially getting his rear end spread open by this machine. To his surprise he heard the AI once more say that it was associating such a feeling with pleasure and to keep the rather invasive process as pleasant as possible he would be making sure that was what he would experience as it continued.

The AI seemed to be very advanced, but at the moment it appeared the AI had taken the pleasure angle to heart and had started to react less like a machine and more like a lover. It didn't help that this particular creature had completely surrounded him with access to his most vulnerable spots, the tiny tendrils playing at his sensitive nipples while the latex in his orifices had formed into something more... phallic in nature. It was clear this suit knew what it was doing as his hips began to push forward from the thrusting of the object inside of him which Ristol assured was necessary to increase the synchronization for future fittings.

Future fittings... though right now all he could think about was the cock that had suddenly formed in his throat that was sending waves of vibrations through his body he was at least able to ask what that meant. Ristol gave him the complete rundown as the sabertooth tiger suited human slid down to his knees due to how much the suit was humping into him. It was made for him to be warn for extremely long durations, longer then any other suit out there, but in order to get it so that he can do everything normally he had to get a lot of baselines. It appeared that Ristol had gained the same tenacity as the technomancer that had created him as his throat bulged from the cock inside it while he was overwhelmed with pleasure.

As the suit continued to hump into him under the process of alignment data began to show up in Sam's vision, showing him just how far Ristol had come in integrating with him. The human was shocked to see that even with the rubber essentially spit-roasting him he was only at twenty-five percent synchronization, though that number was quickly going up. As it hit thirty-five percent though the human's vision suddenly went fuzzy as the rubber inside of him hit his prostate, causing him to nearly blow his load right then and there. But before he could cum the suit retracted and left him with a buzz of pure pleasure as the plate over his groin retracted and exposed his throbbing cock.

"Great, my suit is a tease..." Sam said before he realized that he was actually able to speak out of his own mouth, though it was a bit garbled as the rubber in his maw had continued to interfere with his tongue. He was surprised at how electronic it sounded, if anyone he knew had heard it they would not have assumed that it was him as he put his hands to his throat. "I sound so... strange..."

"Currently optimizing vocal levels," Ristol stated before Sam felt the synthetic jaws of the suit clamp shut, which sealed his own mouth as well while the rubber inside turned into a gag. "Speaking will distort levels, silencing operator until checks are complete."

Sam shook his head slightly as he let out a muffled reply, and though he still had plenty of air coming into him the feel of being silenced in such a fashion was intense. He couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to, the muzzle feeling like it was attached to him as he could feel the rubber suit insertion in his backside moving once more. As the numbers slowly ticked up it appeared that Ristol was abandoning any pretense of this being a mundane fitting, his entire body rocking back and forth as the exosuit essentially had sex with him. With no way to make a noise he could only imagine how strange it might be for someone watching to see this mechanized sabertooth tiger bucking with his exposed cock throbbing while the rubber rippled and undulated around it to stimulate him further. His hands pressed hard against the sides of the pod as it stimulated him to orgasm, the AI prompting him to remain in that position even when he wanted to reach down and encourage the process.

Ninety-eight... ninety-nine... when the counter finally reached a hundred percent Sam arched his entire body forward and his head rose silently in the air as he came hard, the words indicating the calibration was complete flashing in front of him as his orgasm crashed around him. The AI continued to say something about how all his levels had been appropriately documented but all the human could hear was the blood pounding in his ears as the suit continued to lightly stimulate him and bring him slowly down from his climax. When he had finally gotten everything out of his system the groin plate once more covered his softening cock while he felt the muzzle of the suit release so that he could finally talk once more.

Once it was finished Sam stumbled forward, or he would have if the suit didn't catch him and placed his new feet paws evenly on the floor. "It appears that your synchronization is going well," Arkham said as he gave him a hand out of the pod. "Feel free to continue to lean against Ristol if you need to, he is quite possibly once of the most advanced AI's that we have created here."

"Well he certainly knows how to show a guy a good time," Sam said, hearing Ristol thank him for the compliment as he got used to his augmented form. "But if you already have an AI piloting this thing then what do you need me for? Why not just have a bunch of robots that you control directly?"

"Because despite how far we've come with these suits they are still not capable of being completely automated," Arkham replied, Sam turning his body around to watch the robotic tail attached to the suit flick around. "Ristol needs to lean on you just as much as you might be using him, there's something about our brains that is... unable to be replicated. Therefore as long as I want an exosuit that doesn't stumble around or fall down unexpectedly I need an enterprising young intern to do so."

Arkham continued to go on about what the internship will entail as they walked out of the robotics lab and back towards the elevator. Sam stopped dead in his tracks however as they passed by a mirror, looking at the reflection that wasn't him. He had always seen himself as a human... but the creature that was mimicking his movement was definitely not it. Instead was a gold and ivory metal sabertooth tiger with glowing blue eyes, Sam bringing up his metallic hands to his face and feeling them press against his face as though it was his own.

As he continued to stare at himself he saw a second sabertooth creature come up behind him, a grin on his muzzle as he came up behind him. "You will have enough time to explore yourself later," he cooed as he motioned with his head towards the elevator again. "Trust me... savor it now, these next three months are going to fly by."

It had been nearly a month since Sam had first been introduced to Ristol, the AI proving to be quite the help when it came to the tasks that needed to be done. It turned out that Sam had gotten more then he had bargained for when he had taken on the internship, not only being the personal assistant to the technomancer himself but also a product trainer for the exosuit line that he was in the prototype of. The two quickly realized why Arkham was so insistent on having the human be in an exosuit while he was interning there as well; instead of having Sam leave the room when he was on a call he simply turned off the exosuit sensory perceptions so that he could be in private. Often times that was when Crpyhen would turn on the more... intimate parts of the suit and stimulate the human within so that they could both have a bit of pleasure while they stood motionless in the office of the sabertooth tiger.

In fact the only time that Sam had taken off the suit was when he left the building or needed to bring the suit in for some sort of maintenance. Other then that he stayed in the suit, something which didn't bother Sam at all as he walked around proudly in his exosuit. Both he and the AI couldn't help but notice the looks of jealousy that they got from some of the others, even a look of lust or two as they looked over their body. It was enough to get him completely turned on, a fact that was not unnoticed by his AI companion as he would joke with him about it only to go to the nearest empty room and jerk off.

One day Sam had just gotten into Ristol, the process of doing so almost a breeze by now as his body had gotten so used to all the insertions that the exosuit hardly needed to stimulate Sam at all... though he still did so for both their sakes, and they went up the elevator as usual to Arkham's office. When they got there however they could already sense something was different, something that put them on guard slightly as they saw Arkham already sitting at his desk. Normally by the time they came in they would have to wake him up, oftentimes finding him sprawled out on his couch fast asleep with various reports and info tablets scattered about. This time however not only did he appear awake but he had also gotten his own coffee as he told Sam to have a seat.

"I can already sense by your confusion in my demeanor today that you have forgotten what today is," the sabertooth tiger said, Sam leaning back in surprise as he mentally asked Ristol what they were missing only for the AI to be as perplexed as he was. "Considering your time here I suppose it should be expected, and it isn't the first time that I've seen enterprising young workers such as yourselves not realize what was happening until they came up to my office. Why don't you go ahead and check your calendar and see if you can figure it out like the smart lad you are."

Without prompting Ristol brought up the current calendar in Sam's HUD, the human immediately trying to figure out what Arkham was getting at. There were no major holidays and everything one the Sabertooth tiger's schedule was at other times, in fact it appeared the entire day was unprecedently off for him. Perhaps there was some sort of anniversary or birthday he had been missing? He told Ristol to link together any dates that were approximate to the one they were on now, and after a few seconds the AI had come up with one that was three months ago...

...the day that he had started his internship.

"It can't be," Ristol said as he sat back, his metallic back clanging against the sides of the reinforced chair. "If three months have really passed since I came here then that means that today is my last day here."

"You are a hundred percent correct," Arkham replied stoically. "This being the last day we're going to have to get through all the paperwork and such, get Ristol back to the lab in order to check the data cores, and get them ready for someone new. All this is going to probably take the entire day so why don't you go ahead and pop out of the suit so we can get everything started."

Both Sam and Ristol could feel pangs of regret as they realized that their time together had come to an end. How had he not seen this coming, Sam asked himself as he saw the technomancer waiting expectantly for him to get out of the suit. It was clear that the AI wasn't too keen on separating from him either but it wasn't like he could ask to take the exosuit home. As he continued to stay sat down and hadn't released the armor yet it appeared that Arkham had caught wind of their distress as he slowly stood up.

"I can see that you are having a problem letting go," Arkham stated as he took one of the tablets that had been stacked neatly on the table and handed it to him. "I've watched you work and I have to say that I rather enjoyed your company, as well as the fact that you're a very hard worker and a fellow technophile. Now I was going to wait for a while to make you this offer but it appears that it would be best if I showed it to you now."

Sam felt his breath catch in his throat as he looked down at the contract that had just been given to him. While it had always been in the back of his mind that he could be offered something like this he didn't expect Arkham to actually give it to him, even though he had been working as hard as he could he wasn't a technomancer and could only help him while he was in the suit. "I can't believe it..." he finally voiced as he scrolled through the contract. "So I would still be keeping Ristol then?"

"More then that actually," Arkham explained as he continued to walk around the exosuit male. "If you accept a more permanent role within my little company here then you are going to be much more involved in the process. You will be living on-site here and in the role of my personal assistant as well as product trainer and demonstrator, and as such since you will be living here you will be expected to continue to wear the suit as well."

Living at the tower and wearing the suit all night... while it was definitely possible to do he had never spent more than twelve hours inside of Ristol. He also discerned from the contract he was scanning through that if he was expected to continue his tasks he would have to make himself far more available to his new employer. If he decided to take this job he would be taken care of for life, but he also would be dedicating himself to the company. While it was a chance to stay with the suit it was still a major life decision that he would have to think about.

"There is one more thing that I would like to show you before you completely make up your mind," Arkham continued, drawing Sam's attention up from the tablet and towards the technomancer. "Now you already know that I do have limited control over certain functions of your suit and, much like Ristol, a few aspects of your own body. If you become my personal assistant then I may send an order that your suit just does and you have to be fine with that... now I have a fun way to demonstrate that, but of course this part would be completely optional and intensely pleasurable in nature."

There was a small grin on the sabertooth tiger's muzzle and it didn't take much to realize what he was implying, though he still heard Ristol tell him that the technomancer was talking about sex. Sam had actually been surprised that Arkham hadn't made a pass at him before this, though he had mentioned at one point that he didn't want to give the wrong impression by sleeping with his interns or employees. At the moment though he was technically neither, his internship was basically over and he had not yet accepted the job to be brought on. Since Ristol had already pleasured him many times during his time wearing the exosuit that wasn't the issue, instead it was whether or not he wanted to take this thing to the next level with someone that had not only been his boss but his teacher as well.

After a minute or two of mental debate he finally let his curiosity win out and nodded his head, accepting Arkham's offer. The two quickly made up a safeword that Sam could think mentally in order to stop the action just in case and then Arkham told Sam to come forward and take off his clothing. Though he was going to do so anyway the human in the exosuit was surprised when he suddenly moved forward without his command. He quickly asked his AI if he was responsible for this, to which Ristol quickly stated that he had not executed anything and that another was in control of their functions.

It appeared Arkham knew exactly what he wanted as Sam felt his hands going up under his shirt and rubbing against the lithe body of the other male, causing him to moan slightly as the cloth slid off of his black fur and hit the floor. Though neither Sam nor Ristol were in control at the moment they could still feel everything that was happening to them, including getting the other sabertooth tiger's tongue shoved down his throat as he was leaned down. Once the amorous technomancer was completely naked he stopped the make-out session and Sam felt his body get moved once more. This time it was towards the bedroom as they made their way he felt the plate that covered his groin and gave him some modesty pulled back to reveal his already half-hard member.

As Arkham mentioned that someone was getting excited, which caused Sam to blush despite himself, he suddenly felt the exosuit he was wearing maneuver itself towards the bed and sit on it. With the sensors in the suit working overtime Sam could feel how soft the top part of the bed was while still retaining some firmness, especially with his heavy metallic body on it. He guessed this wasn't the first time that the sabertooth tiger had done such a thing as he found himself getting on all fours, raising up his body in an almost planking position as a hand wrapped around his tool. With his head unable to move all he could do was stare forward as he once more had Arkham had wrapped his fingers around his rubber cock.

Though Sam was unable to see what was going on his AI was able to use his sensors in order to paint a picture of what was happening, giving his operator the details on what was happening. This time Arkham would not be content with just having a hand on things, and it wasn't long until he was using something else to pleasure the human. While Ristol had simulated the experience it was nothing compared to the real thing and even the AI mentioned that he was learning something from this creature as the technomancer continued to lick up and down his shaft. The exosuit even adapted his stance in order to give Arkham better access while he was being sucked on.

There was some shuffling around and when something appeared in his field of view it was clear that the sabertooth tiger wanted his actions to be reciprocated. As the black shaft of the feline cock pointed straight up at him he suddenly found his head and arms able to move, and though keeping himself up remained as effortless as when he was frozen in place he could lower himself down on the quivering member of the other male. He was already in, Sam thought to himself, and though Ristol buzzed in his ear that this would be a great chance to collect more synchronization data the human could sense his AI was just as horny as he was. At this point Sam wasn't sure whether he had learned such a trait from him or vice versa, but at this point he didn't care as he slowly lowered his head down.

While Ristol had stimulated the act of oral sex before during their three months together this was the first time that Sam actually had someone else inside his maw while he was wearing the suit, and the effect was very titillating. With his augmented senses he found ways to stimulate the technomancer that he hadn't thought possible with the AI chiming in on ways to help. Sam couldn't believe that Ristol was using the advanced algorithmic technology and processing power of the suit to predict where his tongue should go next or how deep he should have the cock in his maw at any given time, but as he felt the sabertooth tiger squirming underneath him it was clear that they were doing a good job of it. Just as they were really getting into it however he suddenly felt his head and arms pull up without him directing them to and he froze once more.

"It appears that you and Ristol are making for quite the good team," Arkham stated after he had drawn his lips over the rubber cock of the mechanized sabertooth tiger, sliding out from underneath him and sitting on the bed. "I hardly needed to control you at all to get you to where you needed to go, and I couldn't just let the fun end with that. Why don't we go ahead and get to the main act... consider this your final test, see how much prompting you need from me and how much you can get from your AI companion."

Once more he felt his body get moved, this time it was with Arkham laying on his back in the bed with Sam on top of him, looking straight into the eyes of the other male that controlled his body. "Well, this is a bit of surprise," Sam said as his hands were manuvered into place while the legs of the actual sabertooth tiger wrapped around his metallic hips. "You certainly know what you want..."

"I believe the term that I've seen before is power bottom," Arkham replied with a wink. "Enjoy it while it lasts, in all other aspects I enjoy being on top so consider this a rare treat for yourself as well. Now I trust you know what to do from here, or should I have Ristol take over for you while you learn the ropes?"

Sam didn't need any more prompting then that as he wanted to make sure that he was in charge at least for this, feeling his limbs return to him as his still slick rubbery cock pressed up against the hole of the technomancer. One thing he had certainly gotten used to during his internship was the feeling of power that the exosuit gave him; more than once he had been called upon to lift or carry something that would have required a forklift with relative ease and found himself able to do it almost one-handed. It was then strange to be told to get everyone coffee or to then be told by the one beneath him to work on something else that drew on his submissive side. Now he was essentially given the role of the dominant one and had the body to match, and even though Arkham could probably completely shut down his systems with a mere thought he was at least going to enjoy the illusion of control while it lasted.

Arkham let out a small moan as Sam began to push the head of his augmented maleness into him, using the exosuit in order to make precise movements to both stimulate the sabertooth tiger while minimizing discomfort. As Sam looked down at himself while his cock disappeared inside the hole of the other male he saw that saliva wasn't the only thing that coated him, Ristol chiming in that one of the added perks of the exosuit was the ability to produce lube that would help ease the insertion process. Sam mumbled about learning something new every day about his suit and continued to push forward, the sensors pressed against his sensitive flesh translating so much pleasure that it made him stop more than once. For the sabertooth tiger's part he continued to see content to let his mechanized counterpart continue to lead the show, panting slightly and putting a hand against Sam's exosuit muzzle to pet his face.

As Sam watched every inch of his rubber member sink into the feline below he could feel his body and the exosuit working in perfect harmony with one another, something that he had acquired over three months of being in it as well as being taught by the technomancer himself. While he will never wield the power that the creature had he did find himself gaining a synergy with his exosuit in a way he couldn't have imagined before. It was even getting hard not to think of Ristol as a companion instead of just an AI designed to handle the technological components of the suit, especially as they hilted the male beneath them that caused both to let out a loud moan.

The pleasure and lust that was already starting to build in the human's body, which Ristol made sure carried over with the background stimulation he had been providing this entire time, he could feel his need start to get the better of him. The pretenses and titles that had surrounded the two of them even while they had sixty-nined each other in the bed were melting away, leaving them as two lovers that were enjoying one another. It also made it hard for Sam to remind himself that he wasn't this creature that was starting to slide out of the male's hole, only to push back inside to cause their bodies to spasm in bliss, but rather a human contained within it. It didn't even really matter in the current moment either and Ristol remained quiet to help supplement the illusion that Sam was merely a mechanized sabertooth tiger that was being amorous with his organic counterpart.

With all that being pushed to the background Sam's inhibitions melted away as well, becoming bolder and allowing himself to be the top that Arkham wanted him to be. Synthetized grunts and growls came out of his maw as the mechanisms in the exosuit surrounding his legs made precise motions in order to milk as much pleasure out of both the operator and the recipient as possible. While Ristol didn't say anything he made sure that the technomancer who created him was enjoying it as much as the one inside of the exosuit, detecting increased oxygen and blood flow to monitor when they were both about to have an orgasm. Using that information he helped to keep the two on edge for longer, and though Sam thought that his harder and faster thrusts to spread open the internal walls of the other male were from him he was actually getting a big helping hand from the AI.

Eventually even Ristol couldn't hold them back and with a few precise thrusts against the prostate of the sabertooth tiger they both came at the same time

"I can certainly say that you definitely learned a lot over the course of the three months," Arkham said with a small chuckle as he moved back over towards the table, Sam unable to take his eyes of the naked body he had just had sex with as the sabertooth tiger grabbed the tablet and tapped on the screen a few times. "Since it appears that you are more than capable of handling yourself in very sensual situations I would like to offer an additional clause to your contract which will allow you to participate in the lewder aspects of my business. I don't offer such things off the bat because people heard that they can have sex at work and they sign right up without thinking of the ramifications of it, but given how you handled yourself I think you would be more than prepared for such an occupation."

Sam sat up in the bed, mentally flicking away the statistics Ristol was producing while monitoring his body post-rutting and instead focused on the contract once more. He could see that there was another part of it that hadn't been there before, the text highlighted in red ink and stated that if he checked the box and then signed it he could participate in similar acts for others when doing his duties as a product demonstrator. It explained why Arkham wanted to show him how it worked with being under the control of another; more than once when he was training under others he had seen where there were remotely operated suits that had people in them and he had never really made the connection until now that he could be in the same boat if he showed off how such a program might work. As he scrolled down he saw that the clause was completely optional too, if he didn't check the box at the bottom and then signed it he wouldn't be obligated to do anything of the sort.

After another few minutes of looking through the contract information Sam found himself signing on the dotted line, then a few more times before finally giving the contract back to Arkham. "It appears that everything is in order then," the sabertooth tiger said as he took back the tablet and walked it back over to the desk. "Everything has already been transferred over to Human Resources after you had made your mark so this is just going to be for my own personal records. I also have a small confession to make, one of the reasons that I wanted to get all this said and done was because I actually have a product demonstration and would like you to attend since you are currently wearing one of the prototypes."

"Putting me to work already I see," Sam replied, feeling his own feline muzzle pulling up into a grin as Arkham moved into the shower area to get himself ready. "So all this was, what, a tryout? Make sure that Ristol and I could handle unusual circumstances?"

"I would consider this less a tryout and more of a... dry run," Arkham replied while he showered himself off. "Even if you hadn't accepted my offer I would have taken you along, it's just that I would have to augment the style of demonstration that I was thinking. Since you're very much on board now I can keep to the original plan and really show everything that those exosuits are capable of."

Sam found himself nodding and suddenly found data being uploaded to Ristol, seeing what was basically the outline of the meeting that was about to happen including sensitive information that he wouldn't have been privy too before. He read through it while he waited for Arkham to finish, stopping only to hand the sabertooth tiger a towel, and by the time he had gotten as much information assimilated as possible the technomancer was already dressed and ready to go.

Since Sam was staying in his exosuit it was clear that they were going to be staying inside of the building, the two of them going down the elevator and heading into the lobby. When they got there the synthetic sabertooth could hear a small amount of buzz generating around them, seeing the founder of the company along with one of his creations standing by him was rather rare and he could feel quite a few sets of eyes on them as they waited. Eventually his attention was grabbed by the two limos that parked out front of the building, Sam able to see a number of humans getting out of it and walking up towards the front steps. There was also one anthro with them, and though it wasn't hard to tell who the dragon was the facial recognition software Ristol ran informed him that it was Xephyr, the head of a major telecommunications company that also happened to be a technomancer.

Once everyone had piled out of the car they walked forward with the dragon taking the lead, shaking Arkham's hand once they were close enough to do so before looking over at Sam. "This must be the little protégé that you've been talking about," Xephyr said as he leaned in, Sam feeling his entire body tingle as he guessed that the other technomancer was giving him a scan with his powers. "I see that your vanity is still a hundred percent intact."

"Of course it is... kettle," Arkham replied before he motioned for the dragon to head towards the elevator. "If you'll come with me I think you'll find that what I've been working on recently will certainly strike your fancy, although as I'm sure you're aware most of your entourage is going to have to remain down here."

Though the security personnel that were around the dragon all made faces that objected to such an idea the dragon waved them all off, save for one that didn't look like he was part of the team protecting him that walked with them towards the elevator. The four of them piled in and once more Arkham directed the car to go upwards through the skyscraper. When it stopped it was not at his office, instead from Ristol's calculations they were a few floors beneath it as the doors opened and revealed several rather large conference rooms. While most of them had large tables that dominated the area one of them appeared to be set up for presentations and that was the one Arkham was leading them too.

Arkham unlocked and opened the door to get inside and when Sam stepped forward he found that there was something in there, a familiar looking exosuit design propped up in a pod designed for transportation. Unlike his sabertooth tiger body this one was clearly made with the dragon in mind, metallic purple scales glinting in the light as the four went up to it. "I'm starting to see why Arkham was so cheeky with the dragon after being called vain," Ristol commented mentally. "It looks almost like the spitting image of him."

"I see your AI's have gotten far more responsive as of late as well," Xephyr said suddenly, Sam's eyes widening as he realized that like Arkham the dragon could hear the AI as well. "So are you going to demonstrate how this thing works for me or what?"

"Of course," Arkahm said before looking over at Sam. "Demonstration mode."

Sam had already known what was going to happen thanks to the briefing he had gotten, but it was still strange to feel the interconnected metal plates pop apart and the rubber lining pull away from his body. It only went halfway through the disembarking process however and soon the human found himself standing there completely naked with rubber tubes still inside every orifice of his body. Once he was completely exposed, including his cock which was half-inserted in the rubber sleeve and starting to get aroused, Arkham told the other two to get closer and began to point out various features that he had put into the suit itself. For Sam it was strange essentially standing still, like someone had peeled back his skin and were now examining his organs.

When the sabertooth tiger mentioned how the suits were essentially made to be lived in Sam was thankful for the gag that was still partially down his throat, otherwise he would have made a rather loud groan of pleasure as the anal port slowly pushed back into his stretched hole. It appeared both technomancers had made note of such a thing however and Xephyr remarked if there was a lot of discomfort, to which Arkham shook his head and with his powers pushed the helmet along with the gag back into the throat of the human so that he could speak clearly. Once the rubber had integrated with him yet again Sam quickly gave his testimonial on how the calibration process was smooth and painless and that with subsequent suitings the calibration process gets much faster.

"Sam here has been with Ristol for about three months now," Arkham stated as he gave a nod to Sam, the human thankful that the metal and rubber was putting itself back together into a proper muscular synthetic sabertooth tiger. "As you can see his body is completely responsive to touch, taste, and smell so that the operator loses little while wearing it. I think if it wasn't for the occasional maintenance on it he would probably stay in there forever."

Xephyr just tapped his finger against his muzzle, then went forward towards the sabertooth tiger and in a surprising move ran his hands all over the pectorals and washboard abs simulated by the metal plating. With his throat tube back in place Sam found himself moaning loudly as those fingers didn't just stop at his front, sliding all over his body and even pushing up into his backside while his rubber cock pushed out and began to grow erect. "Responsive indeed," the dragon said with a grin as the flustered Sam looked up at him, then gave him a deep kiss where he found his tongue being played with for several seconds before he pulled back. "Definitely knows how to translate stimulation signals without overdoing it, but it makes me wonder if you managed to put the same love and care into this model."

"I suppose there's only one way to find out," Arkham replied, looking over at Sam and his erection before glancing back at the human that the dragon brought with him. "I think it's time for you to suit up, don't you?"