Travis gradually pushed the dildo into his tail-hole, letting out a low moan of delight as it slid in deeper and deeper.

So far so good, but there really didn’t seem to be anything different from any of the other toys in his extensive collection. He’d been expecting something more after he received the package with the message that he had been selected to test a new model of dildo. It was supposed to be made using some new prototype material that greatly enhanced the pleasure of the user. It had just looked like normal rubber to the red fox, but he went ahead and gave it a try.

However, so far, there was no significant difference. Travis sighed inwardly. Even though it was feeling great, plunging a toy into his ass always did, he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed…

Suddenly, the dildo slipped from his grasp, slamming hard into him, seemingly of its own accord, ramming itself in as far as it could go.

Travis yelped in shock, the sensation sending him collapsing to the floor. He reached back for the dildo, intending to pull it out, but found he couldn’t get a grip on it.

The thing started squirming and shifting inside him, causing a blinding burst of pleasure that caused the fox’s whole body to twitch and spasm.

“What the fuck…?” He managed to mutter as the pleasure passed. He reached for the dildo again but found it wasn’t there any longer. From what he could feel with his paw, there was just his tail-hole… but now wider and lined with rubber?

And more than that. The rubber was moving. It was growing and expanding, he could feel it moving across his butt cheeks, gradually encasing them in smooth rubber.

Not knowing what the hell was happening and starting to panic, Travis tried to get up. He had to get to his phone, call someone for help…

A voice in his head interrupted that thought. A flat monotone voice that wasn’t his said ‘Neural connection established. Physical transformation in progress. Beginning pleasure stimulation reprogramming test…’

Before Travis even had a chance to wonder what the hell that might mean, a burst of intense pleasure flooded through him, sending him crashing to the floor again, his cock hard, thoughts washed away.

The pleasure subsided slightly after a few moments, allowing Travis to briefly regain some of his wits. His thoughts were a mass of confusion, fear and panic mixing with a bizarre desire to feel that pleasure again, as it had just felt so damn fucking amazing…

He was also vaguely aware that the rubber was continuing to spread, flowing down his legs and up his back and along his tail, replacing fur with smooth dark red rubber. Surely, he should be more worried about that? Travis wondered. But it just seemed somehow right for him to be encased in the rubber, to let himself become a good toy…

Toy? The fox frowned. Where had that thought come from? He wasn’t…

The strange voice came again. ‘Test successful. Engaging full toy drone programming.’

The pleasure hit again, wave after wave after wave of it, obliterating all conscious thoughts as Travis shuddered and spasmed on the floor, more and more of his lithe body becoming covered in rubber with every passing second.

Through the surges of pleasure, the fox’s mind filled with new knowledge, new thoughts replacing those that had been wiped away, taking root deep in his brain, becoming his new reality.

“Physical transformation complete. Programming complete.”

The voice in his head again, just as the pleasure died away, leaving the fox on the floor, dazed and confused. He sat up, paws examining himself and finding his entire body now converted into soft shiny red rubber, a large open hole at his rear, his muzzle sealed and frozen in an open position, and his large rubber cock now permanently erect. A perfect toy drone.

Converted? Why had he thought that? Surely, he had always been this way? He certainly found he couldn’t remember ever being anything else.

The name ‘Travis’ briefly flicked across his mind, but was quickly gone, it holding no meaning for him. The only thing that mattered to him was the instructions that were now implanted in his head. He needed to report in.

Quickly grabbing his phone, he sent a message to a number he now suddenly knew. ‘Toy needs its Master.’

A second later, the same number called him back. He answered and heard the voice of his Master. “It’s about time! I was starting to think you’d never use my prototype dildo. But given the amount of sex toys you bought from my store, I was certain it would just be a matter of time…”

Just hearing his Master’s voice made the toy drone feel so very good. It let out a low moan of delight from its frozen open muzzle, since it couldn’t talk anymore.

“Don’t you worry, my dear toy, I’ll be over soon to pick you up.” Master assured him. “We’re going to have some fun, and then I have a lot of people willing to pay lots of money to play with an obedient rubber toy like you. You want to be played with, don’t you?”

The toy let out an enthusiastic affirmative moan as best it could.

“Of course, you do!” Master chuckled. “That’s how you’ve been programmed. Now, you wait patiently, I’ll be there soon.”

The called ended and the fox drone put down the phone, staring straight ahead and waiting for its Master, fantasising about all the myriad ways his owner and his customers could make use of his holes and cock, allowing him to fulfil his purpose and be a good toy…