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Land Sharks: Horsing Around

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The previous week went by so fast for Mizu and Ivy. Servicing customers, working together, "hunting" for pleasure with their prey-users. The tight embrace of the pods, as the air was sucked out of them felt better than before, perfect event. Ivy had little to no adjustments left at the start of that week, Mizu felt fewer and fewer too, practically none at all by the end of it.

The two becoming toys look across each other in their pods as K-2003 slowly approaches the two. It stops though just before their field of vision. It looks at them as they remain perfectly still unable and unwilling to move from their molding pods till the time was right. The soft whispers in the back of their minds being a helpful reminder.

"Toy is a good toy."

"Toy loves to obey."

"Toy is an object, a thing, a fuck toy."

"Toy serves its users."

"Toy obeys its users."

"Toy serves its owner."

"Toy obeys is owner."

"Toy serves its Maker."

"Toy obeys its Maker."

"Toy's Maker is K-2003."

K-2003 looks at Mizu, its tail swishes behind it with a squeak as it stares at the pod for a moment, its thoughts swirl with its own caressing obedience mantra, that echo in the background as it thinks. Slowly its head turns towards Ivy's pod. A smile appearing over its face, "This one thinks... yes that will help a bit. Such good well-crafted toys, a little reminder of the delight and joy of all aspects of being a toy is in order," it thinks as it walks away, only to return two hours later.

The two toys twitch when Maker comes into view but they remain calm, relaxed. First came Mizu's pod. The soft hiss of air rushing in, the thick scent of rubber escaping from the pod filling the already heavily rubber scented room. The toy's mouth twitches, nostrils flaring, smelling the scent like a morning coffee, invigorating the toy as it has not even realized it has not slept in over twenty-one days. It looks at its Maker with soft glowing dark blue eyes as K-2003 reaches out and gently caresses the toy's breasts, the smooth rubber fingers against the smooth black shiny mounds, the toy's claw tips brushing against the perk nipples, cyan against the blue as Mizu lets out a soft moan.

"Did this one's toy rest well in its pod?" it asks softly as the toy leans in, its breasts gently pressing up on top of the other toy as it looks into its eyes with its own softly glowing cyan eyes.

"This one did Maker. It felt wonderful," Mizu responded happily as K-2003 runs its claws up along the toy's chest and gently grabs the toy's tag, "Good toy," it compliments as it tugs on the collar pulling the toy out of the mold as Mizu helps to wiggle itself out from the gripping mold. The near complete toy follows its Maker's tug without hesitation. Pleasure runs through its body, delight through its mind, purpose deeper within as it goes to the control console and watches K-2003 unlock Ivy's pod.

Ivy grunts as it feels it's breasts pulled by the mold as it peels back. Ivy tenses and relaxes as it looks at its Maker and its fellow toy. It watches K-2003 walk up the platform. K-2003 gently runs its rubber fingers along the shark toy's breasts. The shark toy moans softly showing off its rows of sharp rubber teeth. K-2003 gently tugs at its nipples, as it leans in, "Such a good toy aren't you?" it asks as Ivy smiles at its Maker.

"Yes Maker, of course," it replies as K-2003 reaches between the spikes on its collar tugging on its silver tag pulling it out of the mold as Ivy takes some initiative to pull itself out of the mold.

K-2003 nods and runs its claws along Ivy's chin, "Good toy, you've both been good toys," it says as it tugs the collar guiding the shark toy down to where it's fellow toy unit is, "And now it's time you test some of your skills, knowledge, and most importantly purpose outside of the store," K-2003 explains.

"Outside of the store Maker?" Mizu asks inquisitively.

"More pre--customers to service?" Ivy asks with a toothy grin.

"Yes, but in many ways. This one prides itself that our Toys-4-U toys are more than just mere sex objects, simple things to be used and hidden away... though we certainly do that well! That we are able to handle a variety of tasks that may not what is considered normal for such toys like ourselves. For we never know when our owners might need such skills, such talents, and we must be ready to make their lives better and easier," K-2003 explains gleefully.

"That sounds like a lot Maker..." Mizu replies.

"Sounds like a piece of cake to this one," Ivy remarks.

K-2003 nods, "It is a lot of work but should be easy for such well crafted toys as yourselves, come follow this one," it commands as K-2003 motions for the two toys to follow with a wave of its hand. Ivy and Mizu walk side by side, with soft squeaks as they follow a different path than they've done before. Instead of heading down and out towards the store floor they head up, through a different door, a set of three doors connected by short hallways as they step out behind the store. The afternoon sun beating down upon them, they're fresh and polished rubber glistens in the sunlight as they walk out. Behind the store is a small paved section and garbage containers and a small parking lot with four cars in it with several spaces to spare.

Ivy and Mizu feel for the first time an unclean surface. The world outside of the well swept and organized store. Small pebbles press up against the smooth rubber soles of their feet, small bits of rock get stuck for a moment maybe longer.

Ivy grits her teeth as she walks, each step causing her to wiggle her toes while Mizu shrugs off and follows without a problem. K-2003 doesn't even show a change in demeanor as it walks. Its tails ways side to side, rump slightly hiked but unable to get a good look, its steps elegant, slow, calculated as they move forward the paved gravel parking lot giving way abruptly to sticks, mud, gravel rocks of a beaten path road, which they continue to head farther down.

"Maker where are we going?" Mizu asks curiously as it looks around.

"This one was wondering that itself too," Ivy responds as every so often it steps rubs its foot against its other leg, clearing off any grime it can off of it before doing the other then sprinting quickly to catch up.

"Going to work at an early sponsor of our company," K-2003 explains.

"Early sponsor?" Mizu asks as it tilts its head to the side.

"Oh yes, they were very helpful. Toy's Maker always commented on wanting to make sure she didn't upset them, so toy tries to do the same," it nods as it reaches an old looking metal gate with strips of wood tied to it, to block the view of anything inside. On the gate it says "Private Property No Trespassing." The sign itself is as dirty and worn as the gate itself. On it s a lock and chain that keep it it tightly closed.

"Maker?" Mizu asks as it gets right up on K-2003 as Ivy shrugs as they get to it.

"Yes toy?" K-2003 asks as it pulls out a key hidden between its breasts and simply unlocks the gate and pushes it open.

"What kind of place is this?" it asks.

"Some kind of auto repair, replacement place. This one is not sure all that they do but this one sends toys here at times to help them out. They are always short handed," it explains as the sounds of blow torches, machinery, someone swearing a shit storm in frustration fill the somewhat large facility. Unconnected garages little the compound as K-2003 leads them deeper into the facility into the back where a raised mobile office one like used at a construction site sits. K-2003 opens the door and cheerfully yells, "Hi Dasjina! This one brought you some help today just like it said it would."

A rather large, dark black.purple feathered gryphon of the panther-raven bread. Her brown eyes look up at K-2003 narrowing as the toy bounces in happily, the two toys follow in suit looking around at all the random paperwork on the gryphon's desk.

"Two this time? How unusual," Dasjina replies.

"This is a pair of toys they work together," K-2003 explains.

"Ah, well that will be useful, one of my houses is sorely understaffed today, I am sure I can fine use for them there."

"Excellent!" K-2003 exclaims happily wiggling its rump as it gives a little jump.

"Now why don't you be off... I want to see their quality before I send them off."

"This one assures you that they are of the finest quality."

"Knowing you I am sure," Dasjina chirps.

"Maker... what's going on?" Mizu asks as its tail flicks behind it.

"Are we going to do what this user tells us to do?" Ivy asks as it leans off to the side eyeing up the gryphon from afar.

"Yes, please be respectful, this one will come back for you later in the day," K-2003 explains as it bounces off.

"B-but Maker..." Mizu trails off.

"Be good toys!" K-2003 cheers as the door closes behind it.

"What a strange, strange toy... well can't argue with what it provides. You two come over here, I have an itch that needs some scratching," Dasjina commands as she hand gestures them off.

"Yes, of course," Mizu replies as he heads off as the gryphon chirps softly.

"Good, now you should know what to do," she replies as she pulls back from her chair revealing a healthy bulge underneath her work pants.

Mizu nods, "Yes Miss," it replies as it goes down to its knees. The toy gently rubs along the bulge nuzzling through the pants as it glances up at the gryphon, watching for her reactions as it idly rubs her legs.

"Good, good, keep it up, go in there and really fill that cute mouth of yours. Show me how good your skills are in hands free mode."

"As you wish," Mizu replies as it nuzzles along the gryphon's crotch while it moves its hands off to the sides of its body. The toy's tongue slides out and moves over to the button helping contain it and with a wiggle and a loud pop the button snaps free, instantly moving the zipper down several notches.

"Good toy, keep it up, show me what you are made for," she commands as Mizu's lips grip the metal zipper. The taste of metal flowing onto its tongue as it pulls down, unwrapping the thick heavy ebony avian member that smacks against the toy's face. The gryphon letting out a soft sigh as she watches with a sny grin.

Mizu's rubber muzzle nuzzles along the slightly abnormally large length for a gryphon of this size. Its tongue slithers out of its mouth as it licks across the sides like an elongated lollipop. The toy's dark blue rubber fluids cling to the gryphon's flesh as she lets out soft pants of enjoyment.

"Go ahead have the main course!" she yells out as she suddenly grips the back of Mizu's head with its claws pulling the toy's head back and then thrusting it down upon her member. The toy fluidly wraps its lips around the gryphon's sensitive spire. The toy's lips bulge along the cock's path as soon the toy's throat is bulging with the member held within it. The toy slurps and suckles its tongue having been forced make into its maw, it now wiggles like a worm against the python that has filled its oral cavity.

"That's it... take it... take all of it," Dasjina grunts a she thrusts harder into the toy that lets out a squeaky gurgle as it swallows down globs of pre cum from the gryphon's cock. Dasjina presses down harder forcing every inch of her member down the toy's throat. Mizu's toes curl as it squeaks, its eyes closed as it focuses on the task before it. Putting every effort to keep its hands behind its back as it is used by the user before it.

"Sergal's have such good fuck mouths, it was like they were born to give fucking good oral," Dasjina remarks before the hermaphrodite's gaze moves up to Ivy who is still leaning against the wall of the portable office. Her gaze has never left the gryphon as she gives a toothy grin.

"You, come here, I could use a little something over here," she orders as she she licks her beak.

"Of course, it is as you wish," Ivy replies as she sauntered over, her feet slightly drag against the floor so any last specs of dirt still left on them are removed. The shark toy's hips sway side to side its tail following suit like it was not so much walking to her but swimming. Ivy's hands run across the black leather suit of the gryphon as she moves around her once coming up on the other side. Dasjina's head follows the toy's every movement as she glares at her.

"Come on, I don't have all day."

"Of course Miss, this one knows you are very busy giving out orders all the time. It knows it must be so very exhausting," Ivy replies with a grin.

"Yes, yes, now get to work and please me!" Dasjina squawks as Mizu looks up at its fellow toy unit.

"What are you planing?" Mizu thinks as Ivy pushes Dasjina's chair back to the wall a foot and a half away. The process pulling Mizu along with it as Dasjina holds tightly onto the toy's head.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Dasjina exclaims as Ivy moves in over the bird. The shark toy's naked dripping sex now inches in front of Dasjina's beak.

"This one didn't want you to fall back and injure yourself while it fucked your face," she responds with a sharky grin.

"Well... that is acceptable..." Dasjina responds as she looks up at the toy, her tail feathers twitch as Ivy reaches down and grabs both of Dasjina's arms and hands soon pinning them against the wall, "Hey! Sto--" the gryphons words were cut off when Ivy's sex was thrust upon her beak.

Dasjina felt the toy's hot wet squeaky sex wrap around her beak, forcing her to taste her sweet juices. Ivy moves in and rests her knees on the arm rests of the chair while keeping the avain's hands pinned against the wall. Dasjina squirms at first more so as her source of air is soon cut off.

"Relax... relax. You know you want to give up control. Just relax... enjoy it... enjoy this one's vent. Enjoy its fellow toy unit's mouth around your cock. Let go... let us do all the work, it will even keep the other unit in its proper place," Ivy responds as it looks over its shoulder at Mizu who looks up at her. Mizu's eyes lock with Ivy's as Ivy moves its feet and grips both sides of Mizu's head. The rubber shark feet rub and hold tightly Mizu's head with a tug Ivy manages to force and hold Mizu's head tightly against the thick avain member. Ivy feels the hot and heavy muffled moan of Dasjina's beak.

"See, isn't that much better?" Ivy asks as it pulls its sex as Dasjina lets out a loud gasp of air.

"You....you..." Dasjina pants heavily as she licks her beak clean.

"This one knows you love it," Ivy responds as she slams her sex back onto the gryphon's beak as she starts to use it as a dildo. The toy moans softly, showing off its own delight, though it like the sergal toy below it both are unable to reach any point of climactic release. The hot wet juices of the shark toy's sex run down the gryphon's cheek as it abuses Dasjina's beak again and again.

Mizu's clit hood twitches much like the cock deeply lodged within its throat. The gryphon's pleasure building as its balls start to tense up. Ivy pinning now both of Dasjina's hands with one of its own, moves a hand down along the back of Dasjina's head, holding it tightly, "Yes that's it. Cum for this one. Cum into that slut's mouth. Show it what a good toy it is. What a good toy we are," Ivy commands as Dasjina tenses and unleashes her thick heavy load. The pent up gryphon releasing a literal gallon of seed into Mizu's awaiting mouth. The hot sticky fluids flood into the sergal toy as it slurps and suckles it down as its easily hoses down its throat as the cock head is lodged a good four inches down the passage.

Mizu feels the spasming cock, the warmth of the gryphon's essence flooding into it as it only wiggles its head slightly to help milk the length. Its tail twitches and rump hiked slightly as it does what its can to give the gryphon before it the most pleasure it can provide while still keeping its hands behind its back.

Ivy rubs the gryphon's head, letting Dasjina feel the warm essence of the toy's dripping sex to move down her chin, letting the oxygen deprived gryphon to focus on the pleasurable release and her need to breath. Ivy pulls back as Dasjina gasps panting heavily. The shark toy releases the gryphon as it steps off to the side and back to its leaning spot in the office, "This one hopes you approve."

Dasjina glares at the shark and then looks down at the still sucking sergal toy, "Get off of me!" Dasjina exclaims as she pulls Mizu off of her. Her pants remaining heavy as Mizu crawls away just as the gryphon pulls herself back in front of her desk, "You are needed in garage seven. There's a map on your way out, take a look at it and go," Dasjina grump.

"With pleasure," Ivy responds as it looks at the map and heads out.

"This one hopes you e--"

"Out now!" Dasjina exclaims as Mizu jumps and heads out, its ears folding back as it looks at Ivy who stands outside waiting.

"Did you have to do that?" Mizu inquires.

"Do what?"

"Take charge like that? This one thinks she didn't like it."

"You sure? This one thinks she loved it," Ivy responds.

"Maker may not be pleased with how dominant you are getting... Maker should have given this one access to your shock collar to slow you down some."

"Maker knows what it is doing. This one is pleased to do so well for it," Ivy responds.

"If you say so..." Mizu trails off as the two head over to garage seven which was halfway across the compound. As they approach the aforementioned garage there is a sudden clatter of metal and a yell, "Casca! Are you okay?!" exclaims a female voice.

The two toys tense and then sprint towards the voice coming from the very garage they are heading to. They burst through the door where they see a fairly new looking black truck over a pit. It looks to be at an odd angle as the front two wheels have fallen into the pit. A female anthropomorphic mako shark dressed in blue jean overalls. Unlike Ivy, this dark blue with a lighter blue belly she had her backfin forming from the back of her head instead of her back. Her moon crescent shaped tail end sways side to side as she crouches down, "Look I'll try to get a jack or something," says the female shark.

"Do you need any help?" Mizu asks as it rushes over.

"Everyone okay?" Ivy adds as it runs along Mizu.

"I'm fine just trapped under here. Mind helping me out?" asks Casca as she peers through from under the car, her blue eyes visible.

Mizu and Ivy look at each other then back at the other shark, "What would you like us to do?" Mizu asks.

"See if you can lift the truck back onto the rails. It slipped off and that is what caused this whole thing," the shark explains as the two toys look at her, as they see a name tag on her chest says "Mitsu".

"We can try, but this one isn't so sure we are able to do so."

"As much as this one hates to admit it, it agrees but we will try, anything for a lovely shark," Ivy responds with a toothy grin as the two toys move over to the truck, reaching down to grip under it.

"On three... one... two... three!" Ivy commands as the two toys tightly grip the truck and start to lift. The weight of the the truck steadily transfer to them as the metal carriage creaks. Steadily the two feel the truck start to move and raise. The two toys quickly move the truck back onto the tracks allowing Casca another shark to escape from underneath.

"I hate the safety measures they have here!" Casca exclaims with a pant.

"H-how did we do that?"

"This one is not sure, it did not think we had the strength for that."

"You don't know how strong you toys are? I've heard stories of a single toy lifting a semi truck engine block out via a chain pulley all by itself. I figured you two could easily have moved that truck," Mitsu explains.

"Lucky that rumor is true. This is the first time a toy has been assigned to our garage but as you can see we are a little short handed with just the two of us managing it," Casca explains as she stands right next to the other shark, making it painfully obvious the two shark are twins, albeit Mitsu appears to have a slightly larger bust than the other.

"At least with some help we can get some work done."

"Excuse this one but... this one does not know anything about automobiles," Mizu interjects as it lowers its ears and head as it brings out this news.

"Neither does this one," Ivy adds as it stands beside Mizu.

"That's fine, we can tell you exactly what to do. Toys are good at doing that right? Doing what they are told?" Mistu asks with a toothy grin.

"Y-yes, of course," Mizu replies.

"Excellent!" she responds as she looks over at Ivy, the two sharks eyes lock as they both walk up to the other, "A shark toy how wonderful."

"Yes this one is," Ivy smriks.

"That we are," she chuckles as the two start to pace around each other, their tails swaying with each step. Their movements like two sharks circle their their prey, but this time it is the other. Casca looks over Mizu, she walks around him, eyeing him up.

"Yes?" Mizu asks as it watches her.

"Nothing," she responds as she goes over to join her sister in sizing up Ivy, "Yes sharks are wonderful, we are so glad you agree."

"Of course we are. It is self evident," Ivy responds.

"Self evident, I like that one," Mitsu replies as she stops in front of Ivy, facing her, the two equal in height.

"Yes, that one does sound rather delightful," Casca adds in as she comes up from behind, her hands run across Ivy's sides, the sound of shark skin against latex filling the air.

"And you toy..." Mitsu remarks as she leans in, wrapping her hands around the sides of Ivy's head, "You are absolutely delicious looking."

Ivy's tail twitches as it tries to move against the two sharks but finds that amazing strength it displayed only minutes ago has completely vanished.

"This one has taken others easily... why can't this one fight against these two lovelies..." Ivy thinks as a shiver of delight runs down its spine, through its back fine as it feels Casca press her jean covered breasts up against its back.

Ivy's sex twitches, the simmering heat between its legs growing hotter as it lets out a soft gasp as Mitsu gives Ivy's breasts a firm squeeze. The shark's fingers brushing up against Ivy's nipple, before giving it a soft pinch.

"Three sharks and one land shark... so many delightful things to be had but..." Mitsu says as it licks its lips and glances over at Mizu who stands there, tail twitching, as its shifts its weight between one foot to the other.

"But what will we ever do to this one's fellow toy unit," Ivy adds in with a smirk as it looks over its shoulder at Mizu.

"Toy!" Mizu exclaims as it shifts its weight even more.

"Not quite my lovely," Casca interrupts as she leans against Ivy's back, "We are talking about you."

"This one? What about this one?" Ivy asks as its tail twitches as it looks into Casca's ocean blue eyes.

"We need a little more balance. There is only so much one morsel can go between us..." she replies.

"More prey for us to enjoy? I like this idea," Ivy responds with a grin.

"Yes...," Mitsu answers.

"so do we, and thankfully we have a way to bring greater balance and help us here in the garage," Casca finishes her sister' sentence.

Mitsu grabs Ivy's tag and tugs her off to the side. Ivy finds itself following along, unable to struggle against the tug as it is pulled to a nearby black leather bound trunk with a golden padlock.

"What's going on?" Mizu asks.

"Just watch little guppie, us big girls are going to have a little fun and dress up our fellow shark here in some proper attire," Casca answers as she gives a toothy grin at Mizu.

"But this one... okay."

"Good toy."

Mitsu pulls away from Ivy as she goes to the trunk pulling out a key from her pocket she slides it into the keyhole and with a little twist and click the trunk opens. The scent of latex and leather assaults the senses, overpowering the toy's own latex scent and that of oil and gasoline that is the garage's natural aroma.

"What do we have here?" Ivy curiously asks as it leans forward. The toy's tail raising as it counterbalances, its body squeaks as it tries to get a good look inside but is blocked by Mitsu who slips on a pair of glossy black latex gloves before grabbing a watermelon sized black rubber sphere.

Ivy pulls back as she eyes the sphere, "What's that?"

"Your new suit," Mitsu casually replies before tossing it over to Ivy, "Catch."

Instinctively Ivy reaches for the rubber ball which splatters almost like a water balloon save for the fact that there were no rubber droplets, but a continuous stream of rubber that wrapped and enveloped around Ivy's naked rubber body.

"What's this?" Ivy exclaims taking back as the sleek black rubber runs across its form. Sliding along its arms, legs, belly, breasts, the rubber body suit coils around Ivy's neck but stops there while spreading down to the rest of the toy's body. Its black and white rubber shark skin is soon contained by a thin to lick layer of solid black rubber which shines with a freshly polished look. Ivy looks down at itself seeing the rubber has formed perfectly over its form. Smoothing out many of its features, while expressing some others, such as an ever so slight camel toe between its legs.

When Ivy tried to move its head to get a better look though it found its head motions were limited due to the thick rubber around its neck, which has formed with the spiked collar to look like now a metal studded posture collar. Ivy's cuffs have already bleed through the rubber, making it look like the suit was underneath them. The shark flicks its tail feeling the slight movement of the rubber suit sliding off its tail as every inch from the neck down was covered in this layer of rubber.

Mizu watches all of this play through in utter amazement. The rubber had flowed across Ivy's form like the rolling tide. Spreading across its rubber skin with an ebony colored latex, The rubber slipped into every crevice forming the most perfect forming impossible to put on but just as impossible to take off body suit.

"Well... this one was not expecting this," Ivy remarks as it looks at Mitsu whose mouth is slightly ajar.

"Uh yes... well of course you wouldn't. This is something new you see, and we were given a great opportunity to test it out," Mitsu explains.

"Yes, but we aren't done yet..." Casca adds as she moves in front to reach out and pull out a set of thick leather straps that are darker than the rubber suit, "It is time we prepare you for your proper position."

Ivy tilts its head, "What?" it inquires as Casca straps the straps onto Ivy around the midsection of its tail and near the tail tip before it turns into its distinct shark fin. Ivy shivers in delight. The shark toy grunts a little as it doesn't catch Mitsu has already pulled a leather corset with rubber lining on the outside.

"Arms up," Mitsu commands as Ivy tenses, the camel toe twitches through the rubber as the toy does as it commands.

Mizu watches as Mitsu wraps the front of the corset around its fellow toy's body. Casca moves in behind, grabbing the corset, and starts to lace the black threads through. The sound of leather creaking, squeaks and gasps escaping Ivy's lips fills the air as Casca puts her knee on the small of Ivy's back as she tugs and tugs the strings making the corset ever tighter.

"Good thing you toys don't need to breathe," Casca chuckles as the corset is pressed so tightly against Ivy's form that it presses into the rubber suit making the base of the corset be flush with the rubber suit as the top slightly pushes Ivy's breasts outwards.

"You doing okay Toy?" Mitsu asks as she runs her fingers along Ivy's face. Ivy tenses as she replies.

"Yes."

"Good toy," she replies as she reaches into the chest again and pulls out a upper chest harness, "For we are far from being done."

Ivy eyes the harness as the two proceed to slip it around her body. The metal O rings jingle as they unfasten the belt. The two sharks adjust the straps as they proceed to tighten it. The straps press along the top of the corset, slipping between and under the shark toy's breasts. The first O ring is nicely positioned right above Ivy's bust and the other smaller one is placed front center top of the corset right below her breasts.

The straps are tightened as Mitsu tightens the belt, making sure it is firmly in place before it becomes clear what the shark twins were truly planning. Two glossy heavy leather knee-high pony boots are pulled from the chest. They touch the concrete ground with a distinctive metallic click as the weight of the black hooves keep them standing. The long laces look entangled within themselves as the long tongue hangs out from the front of one of the two boots.

"Sweet sis can you help me with the boots?" Mitsu asks.

"Of course," she replies as the two sisters get to work untangling the black leather laces, placing on boot in front of Ivy's legs and then the other. Ivy watches it as the shark toy starts to sway side to side, its toes curling as it can't break its gaze from the boots.

"Toy?" Mizu squeaks out from its lips as Ivy doesn't even register the noise its fellow makes as it suddenly hears Mitsu speak.

"Right leg up toy."

Ivy shivers as it does as it is told, a pleasuring force encouraging it to raise its foot high into the air, letting the boot move into place. The leather creaks and Ivy's foot and leg squeaks as it slides down. The leather squeezing the toy's foot much like the corset around its body. Its foot eventually popping into the base. Mitsu then proceeds to take the laces and wrap them around the metal prongs, which are done slowly, criss-crossing up Ivy's leg, each one tightened to the max causing the boot tongue to become nearly invisible once the last lace is put on top. Mitsu ties the top with a nice bow.

"Left leg up toy," Mitsu then commands and repeats the process once again, leaving Ivy now a good two inches taller.

"Such a good toy," Casca says as Ivy looks up to see that in the shark's hands are a pair hand hooves. Ivy swallows at the sight, the sensation of the tight leather around her feet, limiting her movement, causes her sex to burn with an even hotter need than ever before. Ivy holds out her hands without a single command being uttered.

"Eager aren't we toy?"

Ivy bites her lower lip in response.

"A tough dom toy? Oh I like that," Casca remarks as she lips the first hand hoof in with a pop. The hand hoof and the latex body suit them merge together into one solid piece after Casca runs her finger around the top of the hoof. Quickly Casca proceeds with the other hand, leaving Ivy in a very ponified position.

"Looking good isn't she sis?" Casca asks as Mitsu stands up and leans in to examine the work.

"Yes, but we still need one last piece," Mitsu answers as she reaches into the trunk to pull out a bridle with attached blinders head harness. Ivy's pupils dilate at the sight, her weight shifting side to side as her tail counters the weight change by swinging in the other direction.

"Show us those pearly whites," Mitsu says as she gives a sharp shark toothy grin.

Ivy opens her mouth showing off her own set of serrated dagger filled mouth as the black bridle is shoved into her mouth and pressed against the back of her cheeks. Ivy closes her mouth, her teeth having no effect on the bridle strap as the twins adjust and tighten straps that go over her head, along the back and around the ears. The black square blinders are then moved into place as Ivy's field of vision narrows to a fraction of what it was, forcing her to look straight, forward, the neck brace further reminding her of her limited field of view and motion.

Mizu stares at its fellow toy unable to say a word about it, fearing to say a word about it as it thinks, "This one must be next... this one will be a good toy and do as it is told."

"There we go, such a good pony-shark-toy," Mitsu says as she pats Ivy on the head, "Who's a good pony-shark-toy? One stomp for yourself and yes, and two stomps for no."

Ivy lifts her foot up, her body trying to balance on the one hoof, the tail twitches, trying to adjust as the leather creaks and squeaks against the latex body suit as the foot comes down with a metallic clop.

Mizu eyes the foot, waiting... watching... as its mouth hangs open as a few moments pace and the foot doesn't raise a again.

"Good pony-shark-toy," Mitsu chuckles as she pets Ivy's head.

Ivy clip clops on her pony bound feet as it looks back at its fellow shark, its tail swishes behind it, squeaking as it watches as Mitsu moves in closer. Mitsu's hands run across Ivy's smooth bound rubber and leather clad body. Mitsu's hands trail along the sides, feeling the supple hips, her grey-blue skin partially reflected in the shiny black latex. Her fingers trace along Ivy's crotch, down towards that slight crevice between the toy's legs.

"I bet you are just loving this, aren't you toy?" Mitsu asks as she runs a single finger along the latex clad vent. Ivy's hands clench into useless fists as the toy pants heavily, little bit of white salvia forms along the bridle bit before Ivy barely manages to close its lips and swallow it back down, "Yes, you are loving it. How absolutely... delicious," she chuckles.

"Toy?" Mizu manages to say as swift as a shark pouncing on a fish, Casca moves up along Mizu, her hands trailing along the sergal toy's body.

"You... you are such a delicious little morsel aren't you?" Casca asks with a toothy grin.

"This one... is a good toy. It does what its supposed to do," Mizu answers.

"That you do... that you do," Casca remarks as she leans against Mizu as her fingers slip into the toy's sex. Mizu lets out a soft moan its tail twitches as its clit hood coils around the shark's digits as a dark blue rubber toy juices drip down Casca's hand, "And so eager, how wonderful," Casca responds as she slips a second finger into the toy's needy, wanting, burning vent.

"A good toy is always ready to serve," Mizu responds.

Casca plops her fingers out of the toy's sex and rubs the juices between her finger tips. The sleek juices strand for an inch before breaking. Casca eyes the results before licking her fingers clean, suckling them for a moment before she looks into Mizu's eyes and pops her fingers out of her mouth, "That you are," she says as she shoves the same digits into Mizu's mouth, "Suck."

Mizu's tongue coils around the fingers, the taste of the shark ever present with a soft backdrop of his own flavor. The fingers slip in ever deeper as Mizu suckles harder, the toy's lips gripping and pulling on Casca's fingers. Casca pushes them deeper, and deeper, no gag reflex stopping the push as her other hand slips into the toy's sex.

"That's it... good toy, now down onto your knees," Casca commands as she lowers the toy down, removing her fingers from the toy's sex and replacing the fingers in Mizu's mouth with the other now toy juice covered hand.

Mizu suckles the fingers without missing a beat, "Good, good, so ready to serve your place," Casca chuckles as she pulls her fingers out with a pop.

"Yes Miss, this one is here to serve," Mizu replies as Casca starts to strip down to her bare hide.

Meanwhile Mitsu continues to rub Ivy's wanting sex. The shark feels the shark toy's sex twitch, and tense as Mitsu's breasts press up against Ivy's.

"Such a dominant toy, yes, you are a shark of course you are a dominant one, but yet you are a toy. Isn't that right?"

Ivy shivers and responds with a single stomp.

"You are. And you know what toys do, don't you?"

Ivy stomps again.

"That's right. They serve us. They are our play things, our objects to use for our enjoyment..." Mitsu says as she runs her fingers along Ivy's lips, "Feels good doesn't it? To serve?"

Ivy shivers and stomps once hard. The shark toy's nostrils flare as she smells the scent of the outfit encompassing it, the sweet scent of the shark before it.

"And you love it, don't you pony-shark-toy?"

Ivy stomps again as a small burst of pleasure runs through its body.

"Good toys obey."

"Good toys serve."

"Toy is a good toy."

The voice in the back of Ivy's head rings out, soothing the toy's mind as it suddenly hears a Mitsu utter a command, "Kneel."

Ivy falls to one knee then to the other, the body stiff, hard to move, yet still manages to do as it is told. The shark toy watches as Mitsu strips down, the garage outfit falls to the ground and is casually kicked to the side. Mitsu's sex is glistening with arousal. Her scent grows bolder as Ivy takes in those slow deep breaths. Mitsu moving in to bring her sex right on top of those nostrils, "Good pony-shark-toy. Doing as you are told. Serving me and my needs," she chuckles.

Mizu is in the same position as its fellow toy, kneeling before the other shark twin. Its angular snout tip pressing against Casca's sex, the toy's tongue slipping out to gently lick across the fold, leaving a blueish trail of toy salvia.

"Lets see if you can serve me better than your fellow toy can serve my sister and don't think just because your other toy is all bound up that you are at an advantage. My sister and I just love pony play... if anything, I think my sister as at an advantage over me."

"This one will do its best!" Mizu exclaims as it licks across those silver-blue folds. Mizu's tongue slips into the vent, the shark's taste growing ever stronger. The wet warm folds milking the sergal toy's tongue as her clear fluids drip down the tongue and as Mizu presses its lips against Casca's sex, the fluids soon start to drip down its chin.

Ivy glances over Mizu as it pleases Casca. The sound of competition rings through its ears, its body tensing as it looks up at Mitsu, "You hear that? My sister challenges us to who could have the most fun with the toy before them. What do you think toy? Do you think you can keep up with your well trained submissive toy over there? Or were you content on losing to it?"

Ivy squirms and wiggles tis rump at the words. The shark toy pants heavily as it manages to hit the tip of the horseshoe to the ground twice to give the best resounding "NO!" that Ivy could possible give.

"That's the spirit, but for now why don't you just... enjoy your current spot. Knowing you are not the top shark around here. You may think yourself a big fish but remember there are always a bigger fish in the sea," Mitsu chuckles as she grabs the back of Ivy's head and presses her sex down onto the toy's face, letting her slick female juices to run across Ivy's muzzle. The juices causing Ivy's black and white latex to glisten and become polished with the shark lubricant.

For several minutes the twins grind themselves on their respective toy, moaning softly as they do so, and a twin moment the two stop and pull away from their toy and speak in unison, "Lets try something else... something more fun."

"I hate it when we do that," the twins say yet again in unison as the two just look at each other for a moment before Casca pushes Mizu to the ground before dropping to her knees, spreading Mizu's legs nice and wide, "Time to see how well your bait is little guppie," Casca remarks.

Ivy tenses as it hears those words coming from Casca but gaze is firmly on Mitsu who lets out one single command, "Stand."

Ivy kneels straight up, shifting its wait to one leg as it raises one foot up onto its hoof with a click. The toy then pushes up on that hoof just enough to get its other foot back onto its hoof. Once complete Ivy stands up, the shark toy pulling its hands up into a classic pony position.

"You've had pony play practice... that or it's been programmed into you. You toys are unusually well made for fuck things," Mitsu comments as she motions Ivy to follow.

Ivy takes two steps forward before Mitsu raises her hand, "I take that back, legs higher, or do I need to... who am I kidding, I do need to," Mitsu chuckles as she reaches into the chest and pulls out a long black leather riding crop, "Now then..." Mitsu says as she runs the crop along Ivy's body. Ivy tenses at the sensation as the shark toy eyes it the best it can, "Legs higher, I want a proper gait from you pony-shark-toy. Understand?"

Ivy responds with a solid firm stomp as Mitsu gives a toothy grin, "Good, now giddy-up!"

Ivy shivers in delight as she raises her legs high, making them perpendicular to the ground as she starts to move forward once.

"Much better," Mitsu responds delightfully as one hand slides down her own body as she starts to finger herself, "Keep up the good work and we'll win in no time."

Casca glances over at her sister and lets out a huff of air, "We'll show them, won't we toy?" Casca asks as she kneels before the toy, spreading the sergal toy's legs apart exposing its dark blue rubbery flesh. The toy's clit hood wiggling and twitching as Mizu eyes the shark before it.

"Yes, this one will do its best to please you Miss," Mizu replies.

"That's a good toy," Casca licks her lips as she dives in first giving one long sensual lick across Mizu's tender female toy sex. The toy gasps in delight its toes curling as its clit hood wiggles and licks against Casca's lips.

"Hmm yes, I think that will do just nicely," Casca comments it bites the tip of the toy's clit hood.

Mizu tenses as it feels the teeth dig into its sensitive rubbery flesh. It looks down as its clit hood is pulled taught by the shark, the teeth pinching but not piercing through the tough rubber. The toy feeling not pain but intense pleasure as its body is toyed with.

Casca lets out a drooling moan as she does not let go of the clit hood. She watches as the sergal toy squirms before her. Her right hand slipping away from Mizu's inner thigh and down to her own sex where her tender fingers rub along her opening, before slipping into her own warm passage.

The twins toy with the two toys in their own ways. Mizu kept dangling like bait on a hook, while Ivy was being led and commanded by a "true" domineering shark. Made to walk in circles, bow, and show off her "pony skills" all for Mitsu's delight. The twins' moans fill the air, rewarding the two toys with ever increasing pleasure, delight and a subtle satisfaction that they were bringing pleasure to their current users.

Mizu feels unable to fight against the shark watches as Casca bites, nibbles, sickles the vulnerable clit hood while occasionally the shark's tongue does some deep diving into Mizu's own hot vent.

Ivy's world is narrow, focused. Unable to see anything but what is in front of it. Mitsu always in the field of view, commanding it, guiding it. Its sex aches for more, teased to new heights by the rubbing of rubber against it, which is only amplified by each step it takes.

"Yes... yes... such a good pony-shark-toy," Mitsu moans as she runs the riding crop between Ivy's sex. She presses the crop along that crevice, pushing the rubber into Ivy's wanting vent. The rubber suit grows tighter around Ivy's crotch as its made to go ever deeper into her body. The shark toy visibly squirming in its spot as Mitsu pants ever louder. Ivy squirms helpelssly before the shark. Mitsu's self pleasuring fingers go ever deeper into her body as she feels her own warm build up from the very depths of her lustful desires.

Mizu thrusts its hips against Casca's muzzle as she eyes the sergal toy. The toy's sensitive area completely under the shark's control. Speeding up, slowing down, speeding up, going deep, shallow, licking around, soft tender agonizingly pleasurable bites.

Casca dives her own fingers ever deeper into her self. No longer kneeling Casca was now on all fours rump hiked, legs spread as she was diving deeper between Mizu's legs. Her juices flowing over her hand as she was so close to that delightful climax that neither toy has yet to feel in such a long time.

Further and further they pushed into their toy till a scream of pure delight ringed out, the two twins climaxing as how wet female juices squirt onto their hands. Mitsu's juices running down her inner thighs, while Casca leaves a nice little puddle on the ground.

"I won!" the twins exclaim in unison.

"No, I did!"

"I felt it, I heard it, I was first," proclaims Mitsu.

"What you heard was from me first, obviously" Casca responds as she pulls away from Mizu's sex. The toy letting out a sigh of relief as the two twins argue just which toy brought them to climax first.

Ivy looks at Mizu who remains on the ground on its back. The shark toy squirms in its current position, feeling that she was now below the very fellow toy that it is meant to dom, but the feeling of the suit, the pony gear upon its body was just so intoxicating...

"Fine, we'll call it a draw, but rematch tomorrow?" suggests Mitsu.

"You got it, we'll switch toys though, have to keep it fair you know?" Casca replies.

"Certainly," agrees Mitsu as they turn to the two toys, "You pony-shark-toy, you will be doing all the manual pushing labor we need."

"And you, will provide any other support we deem necessary," Casca commands.

"Yes, of course, as you desire Miss," Mizu answers.

"Good toy."

The two toys were put to work, though Ivy remained helpless in its pony gear the entire time. Eventually the sun would go down and there was a knock on the door to the garage, "Come in, its unlocked," Mitsu yells.

Stepping into the garage is K-2003 who smiles upon seeing the sight before it.

"Hello K-2003, nice to see you again."

"Hello Casca... Mitsu. It is always nice to see you two," K-2003 replies with a bow.

"Maker? You know these two?" Mizu asks.

"Of course, they are friends of a friend of its Maker. Now hope you two don't mind but this one must take them back..." K-2003 says as it moves over towards Ivy who squirms in its spot, "Oh... how wonderful, you decided to use the stuff this one gave you," K-2003 exclaims happily.

"Yeah, though you could have warned that the rubber ball would explode into a suit upon contact. You only said to wear the gloves."

"That is why you had to wear the gloves, it wanted a good test and this one appreciates it."

"Any time, same time tomorrow?'

"Just about. This one will try to make sure they are punctual," K-2003 says as it motions for the two toys to come to it.

"Sounds good to me," Mitsu replies.

"Me too," agrees Casca as they watch the two toys move over to the third.

"You planned all this out Maker?" Mizu inquires as Ivy squirms in its get up.

"Of course. This one thought that maybe this toy here," K-2003 says as it runs a finger along Ivy's chin. The toy's cyan glowing eyes catching Ivy's as the shark toy feels drawn into them, "Was losing touch with some of its most basic functions. So it thought before this one completes your molding that this toy here needed a little reminder on all the fun things it is meant to do,"K-2003 explains as it tugs on Mizu's collar tag quiet suddenly while giving Ivy's rubber rump a firm loud smack, "Come you two. Time to head back to the store."

"Y-yes Maker," Mizu responds as Ivy lets out a pant and moan as it thinks.

"Yes Maker."

"Good toys," K-2003 says as they walk outside to see an unhitched one horse buggy laying there.

"Toy," K-2003 speaks as it looks at Mizu, "Hook up your fellow toy to the carriage so it can take this one back to the store."

"Y-yes Maker," Mizu replies as Ivy watches its fellow toy unit guide and move it into position before starting to hook it up to the buggy which looks very similar to a rickshaw.

Ivy feels the straps and harness attaching to its own heavy bound rubber harness. The weight of the straps and its load weighing in on the shark toy as its need for release grows ever more.

K-2003 slips into the carriage with a squeak, the toy grabbing the reins as Mizu is about to enter the carriage as well when K-2003 raises a hand, "Sorry but you will be walking beside your fellow toy. You aren't one to be carried by it, are you?"

"No Maker... this one is not. It will be a good toy and walk beside its fellow toy unit."

"Good toy, now let's head back home," K-2003 commands as Ivy feels a tug on the reigns. The shark toy now heavily bound in pony gear starts to pull the carriage with its Maker on top. Each step feels better than the previous as they slowly make their way back to the store. Mizu and Ivy walking side by side, like the good pair of toys that they are, all the while K-2003 their maker keeps a watchful but loving eye on them.