Sextoy

by Tony

 

The place looked deserted, Diago, street wise and tough slipped through the window he had quietly opened.

"Must be something here worth my time and effort" he thought to himself,

The shop was an old adult novelty store, been in the neighborhood for ages now it was being burgled by one of the 'hoods worst offenders.

"Money, must be money here somewhere" he said softly.

Then the lights came on and an old man stepped out from the doorway.

"What ever shall we do you?" the old man cackled.

Diago was startled and automatically reached for his knife concealed in his pocket.

" That wont be necessary" the old man commanded and took hold of Diego's gaze and held it - Diago felt strange, hypnotized by the old mans piercing look, his hand feel to his side.

"That's better" the old man said. "Stay"

Diago felt stupid but unable to do anything but obey – "What the hell was happening?" he thought.

The old man reached below the counter and took out an old bottle full of green liquid and filled a cracked coffee mug with it.

"Drink" the old man commanded and held out the mug.

Diago took the mug and swallowed deeply.

The liquid tasted sweet.

The old man looked keenly at Diago – knowing what to expect next.

Diago didn't know, but he was about to find out about the powerful affects of the green potion.

He felt strange, he tingled all over – his skin felt tight his insides empty. He moved his eyes to his hand and stared- the skin took on a plastic sheen, he opened his mouth to scream but didn't even get to part his lips. He was frozen – unable to move but still felt every bit of what was happening to him.

He continued the stare at his hand - but his eyes by now were glass, dark brown with a moist dreamy look.

Still the transformation continued at an ever increasing rate as the potion took over every part of his body and being.

Diago could feel his groin changing – his cock was swelling bigger and bigger - he could feel it growing. The potion continued to work its magic on him.

His normally large cock was now huge and fully aroused in a powerfully hard erection which made him winch on the inside in pleasure at the feel of such a large member that sprouted between his legs. His tight jeans strained under the swelling of his cock, so much so that it was now causing discomfort. But there was nothing he could do to lessen the pain and the desire to take hold of his member.

The old man laughed – he could see the change take hold of Diago – or what was once Diago but who was now totally, fully and permanently a mannequin.

The old man marveled at the work carried out by the potion – this one would sell for a very high price indeed.

He pushed a large mirror in front of the mannequin.

What was once Diago stared and then screamed – silently.

There staring at him was a something that looked like him, but wasn't.

Its face was fresh looking and shiny, two large dark moist eyes, framed by light make up looked back at him.

His lips were now bright red and formed into a pout.

The old man stripped the old street worn clothes off his new mannequin. When the jeans were cut off the huge beautifully proportioned cock almost sprang out from its captivity. Over 12" long and thick - raised veins added to its rock hard appearance.

The mannequin stared in disbelief – what had he become?

Silently with no outward sign Diago struggled, screamed and cried – the figure in the mirror did not move a muscle.

He was trapped inside a body that was not his – he still had his five senses, taste sight, smell and touch but he was permanently powerless to move or to resist.

The old man stood in front of his creation and pulled a small black remote control from his pocket. This was the part he enjoyed the most – making them realize just how helpless and utterly submissive they now were.

"You are a very unique toy – so life-like but with the added bonus of being totally interactive"

" You see I can control you by just a press of any of these buttons" – he held the remote up to the mannequins glass eyes – Diago could see four buttons labeled 'Anal 1', ' Anal 2', 'Oral' and 'Ejaculate'.

"Shall we try one?" the old man cackled and pressed the Ejaculate button.

Diago braced himself as best he could – but was unable to control what happened next.

As soon as the button had been pressed his cock felt as if it increased in hardness and began to spasm. Diago felt all his muscles in his groin suddenly contract and he was filled with the urge to ejaculate that was so strong and over bearing that it seemed like his world was exploding.

His cock gave a huge spasm and a spurt of cum shot from his swollen cock; again his cock gave a spasm and again a spurt of cum and again and again – 10 times in all and each spasm was as powerful as the first.

Then his cocked stopped but remained as hard as ever. Diago was panting, but his mannequin outer showed no change. That was incredible he finally thought - he had never experienced anything so powerful or sustained.

The old man must have read his thoughts as he said "You know there are bonuses in being a love toy".

"Love toy – Love toy!" Diago screamed silently. "No, No Nooooooo" - but his juicy red lips just kept on pouting.

"Yes indeed my young friend, a Love toy and not just any love toy – a Gay bondage love toy". "You are going to make some man very happy".

" Nooooooooooo, Please Noooooo" the dark brooding glass eyes pleaded.

"Perhaps we should try one of the other buttons?" The old man laughed and pushed 'Oral'.

Nothing happened. The old man smiled and pulled out from his behind his back a dildo and held it to the mannequin's lips – Diago had no control over what happened next

His lips parted and the dildo slipped into his mouth and he began to suck on the plastic cock, what's more his tongue which he had not been able to control or move now teased the dildo and pushed the dildo to the top of his mouth and stroked it as his mouth continued to suck.

"When you get to do this for real you will experience the full tasted of cum and you will continue to tease and milk the cock, urging every last drop out"

The thought filled Diago with revulsion, he tried with every fiber of his being to stop – but nothing changed – his mouth and tongue hungrily sought to suck the dildo urging it deeper into his mouth – then came the moaning, at first Diago didn't realize it was him making the sound and then he suddenly felt the moaning from his throat – not a moan of revulsion as he felt like, but of pure joy and lust – a deep longing moan urging the dildo on and on.

Quickly the old man withdrew the dildo; the mannequin stopped sucking and stood passively as ever, obedient and obliging.

The old man smiled " Yes this one will be a hot number alright"

He lifted the mannequin back into a store room and threw a sheet over him.

As the sheet went over him the mannequin, what was formally Diago cried, but no tears formed on those dreamy brown glass eyes.

He must have fallen sleep, but voices startled him awake- he instinctively put his hand down to where he kept his knife - but his hand didn't move, he quickly turned his head – but again nothing happened - his head and eyes remained firmly fixed. Realization of what had happened came crashing back to him – he moaned, but his lips remained in their slight smiling, inviting pout. Then there was blinding light as the sheet was taken off him.

There before him was the old man and another heavier man.

The other man gasped and then smiled with thick wet lips. "Excellent" he said.

"Yes he's quite exquisite, isn't he?" 'Made from the latest materials, he's almost real to look at and in performance" the old man added.

The man looked down at the mannequin's huge erect cock and smiled, his cheeks flushing red with lust. "I'll take him" he said.

"Excellent the old man said "There is also a remote control from which can control his aaah specials features"

The sheet went back down over the mannequin and the voices receded – the old man was explaining the unique features of the remote to his customer, soon to be a happy owner of this most finely crafted love toy.

The rest was a blur, blinding light, a leather studded neck collar was fitted to him as well as wrist and ankle restraints, then he was being carried, wrapped in the sheet to a car.

A long journey followed, the mannequin 'slept'. Suddenly he was being lifted and carried, and then he was being gently stood up, again blinding light as the sheet was removed.

And here he was at his new home with his proud new owner.

The man stared in pure lust at the naked form of his love toy – the huge cock was beautiful to behold – he reached out and touched it. What was Diago, recoiled in disgust, but the mannequin that was also Diago didn't move a muscle.

The man pulled out the remote and pressed 'Oral' "Lets see how this thing performs" he breathed heavily.

The man stripped off completely and turned to the mannequin. He then gently made the mannequin kneel down and positioned his small semi erect cock up to the mannequin's lips.

As soon as his new owners cock touched his lips, the mannequin started to gently suck the cock into its mouth and began to tease it with its tongue, stronger and stronger he sucked and caressed the mans cock.

The mannequin could taste the mans cock, the musky taste of sweat and then as the mans cock became harder under the relentless caressing – he began to taste the mans 'love juice' – the pre ejaculation natural lubricant the cock produces when ejaculation is imminent.

What was Diago cried out in disgust and revulsion " Nooooooo, Please Noooooooo" but all that could be heard was a lustfully moan from his voice box, altered by the potion to respond in only 3 ways, this was the response preprogrammed for 'Oral' .

The man began to push his cock harder in the love toys mouth, the harder he pushed the stronger the sucking and caressing his cock got from the mannequins tongue and the louder the mannequins moaning in 'delight'.

Suddenly Diago tasted a strong salty, sticky juice in his mouth – the man had cum and was spurting load after load of cum into the back of his mouth and throat. Diago wanted to throw up, to be very violently sick – but instead he was swallowing and moaning what sounded like "Yes Yes!" - Cum spurted into his mouth, and he responded by swallowing and sucking ferociously, gripping the mans cock with his tongue and teeth – milking and sucking every last drop of cum from it.

Slowly the pounding of the mans cock in his mouth stopped and he withdrew the now semi flaccid cock from the mannequins lips.

The man sat down on his bed " Shit, that was absolutely fucking beautiful – I've never had a blow job like it"

The mannequin knelt there obedient and silent.

"Can't wait to try the other 3 buttons"

He lifted the mannequin up onto his bed and fastened the wrist and ankle restraints. The mannequin was now spread eagle and waiting for his owners next favor.

And while he waited he screamed, revolted at what he had become, what he was expected to do, afraid of what will happen when the other options on his remote were selected.

Hours ticked by, the slight inviting pout never left his glistening red lips.

Darkness fell and with the return of his owner, totally naked – his cock erect.

The mannequin waited - his owner undid the wrist and ankle restraints and lifted him onto the floor and bent him over.

The mannequin felt something warm and hard against his arse – the touch increased in pressure – his arse hole widened then opened completely. The mannequin screamed silently.

The mans cock plunged full length into the mannequins arse and he pressed 'Anal 1' – suddenly the mannequin felt his hips pushing back and forward, on each thrust of the mans cocks the mannequins hips pushed back hard – urging the cock deeper into his most private spot.

Quicker and quicker came the thrusting, quicker and quicker went the mannequins hips, suddenly the mannequins pre programmed responses for anal sex kicked in and a deep moan of shear enjoyment sounded from his voice box, followed by a very clear and load "Yes, Oh yes please fuck me master, please fuck me" over and over the mannequin urged his owner on. Diago tried to shut the voice up, tried so hard to scream obscenities at the man who was raping him, but all that came out was load squeals delight at being fucked. Diago then felt his owners hand groping around for his cock, found it and then masturbated him, with his other hand he must have pressed ' Ejaculate' on the remote.

The mannequins cock gave a spasm, cum shot from it into the air, at the same time he felt the man spurt cum deep into his arse again and again.

For the mannequin his own ejaculation was so intense, so pleasurable he moaned inwardly with the pleasure of it – made even more intense by his owners cock large and spurting inside him. Diago shuddered at the sensation as it ripped through him again and again as he spurted cum into the air – a small part of his mind acknowledged that the pleasure was not only from his own cock but how it was magnified by the sensation in having his owners cock cum deep inside him. He tried to shake his head and blot it out but failed in both.

At last it was over, with his own spasms gone and his owners cock removed he wept inside this mannequin shell in which he was a prisoner.

But not for long – soon his owner was back eager to try the last button.

He stood the mannequin up and then stood in front of it and bent over and gently pushed the mannequin's huge swollen cock against his arse – at the touch on its cock the mannequin thrust forward and pushed the tips of its cock into his owners arse. His owner let out a squeal. The mannequin thrust again and again deeper and deeper into his owner.

"No No No" Diago yelled, "Oh yes, that's beautiful " the mannequin sighed and then suddenly the spasms came again to his cock – he felt cum spurting – his owner screamed in the utter pleasure of it, again and again his cock spurted each one an intense pleasure to both.

 

That night, tied by his neck collar to the bed the mannequin felt a mixer of pleasure and hatred. Forever this would his fate, locked helplessly inside this pre programmed form of a love toy, giving (and receiving) pleasure to his master. With no control over anything, seeing, tasting, feeling and hearing it all as an unwilling participant.

There was no way back - ever.

  

  

  

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