The perverted and obsessive dinosaur mech needs guidance from the determined cat!
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“Hey, Kitt… I… I hope you’re alright now.”
“Is it about him? I… I think I am…”
“Sigh… I’ll cut to the chase. I need your help… again.”
“I’m not… I’m not going back there.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t send you on dangerous missions anymore.”
“I’ll only say it once. You know full well how I feel about that place.”
“Alright then. But it’s not about me or The Agency this time. Drac Tech needed someone with experience dealing with clingy ‘people’ in hopes they could be rehabilitated. They have someone in trouble, and since I knew you had experience when you and Nova first met, I decided to reach out to you again.”
“This is still selfish. You just want me to go back there for your own gains without a care about my well-being.”
“If it makes you feel better, I’ll get Sola to accompany you. With her, there’s no way you’d ever be hurt. Again, you aren’t going to get your hands dirty. They just need your experience with clinginess.”
“What do I even get out of this?”
“I just… hope you’d feel better if you met another one of them again. I figured that you’d want to experience it again. Maybe I’m just out of touch. But I understand if you don’t want to. What I thought was just another exciting adventure for you turned out to be a rough experience you’d never forget…”
“This is just unhealthy. I already moved on! I don’t want to remember it all again!”
“That’s fine, that’s fine. I’ll get out of your fur now.”
It is now four months after Kitt’s unforgettable time in Athltea, having experienced bad memories of a friend he once knew. And ever since then, he swore to never return to the cruel place and to never work for his sister over things that didn’t even concern him. Kitt still had mementos from his time there, but they were no more than bitter-sweet reminders to let go of and move on from. So when their sister came to ask if they could work together again, the once grief-stricken cat was understandably disgusted, but they kept it to themselves, unwilling to blow up in their sibling’s face.
“Kitt! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Mina shouldn’t have brought that up again!”
“Don’t worry, Sola, I’m fine… It’s over now, anyways. No matter how much I’d plead, he isn’t coming back. Another experience to tell me I was dealing with reality, and that the world treats everyone equally.”
“Hey, cut it out! It isn’t the time to be so negative! We’ll have a muffin, and you can go home afterwards.”
“Actually… I’m curious about what Mina said… Do you know anything more about her problem now?”
“I do, but I don’t think you should bother yourself anymore. You said it already that you don’t want to be involved, and thinking about Athltea just brings bad memories.”
“Just this once, please, tell me either way. Maybe doing a bit of good in R-1’s world will make him happy, wherever he is now.”
“Are you sure? I hope you won’t regret this…”
“As long as I really won’t deal with those goo monsters anymore, then I think I can give that place another chance…”
The two cat siblings had met in the same café on the moon where they started the mission that ended it all; Kitt being left behind with Sola, a female yellow slime dragon, to comfort them about Kitt’s sensitive conversation with Mina. Sola had always been the sensitive and caring type, so she was deeply concerned about what Kitt felt after his conversation with his sister. Luckily, things didn’t get too deep, and the two enjoyed a chocolate chip muffin next to a huge window as the slime dragon told their friend more about the request that was previously proposed to them.
“Can you please not tell Mina that I’m reconsidering?”
“I’ll do everything I can to keep this a secret. Let’s say I have enough power to go behind her back now.”
“Alright. Now, tell me more about this person in need.”
“To start, they aren’t just a person, but a PDA, and the reason why Mina wanted you to help out was because you had experience with someone with attachment issues, that experience coming from Nova.”
“Wait, why me? I’m not a counselor?”
“Do you think counselors know how to deal with robot dinosaurs?”
“Do you think I know how to counsel robot dinosaurs?”
“According to Mina and your experience with Nova, yes, yes you do.”
“Come on, I’m sure they have one counselor who has a mind open enough to work with a PDA.”
“There really isn’t. This PDA is quite reclusive as well, only wanting to talk to gray cats.”
“Only gray cats? Why?”
“They had a history with one. Something big happened between them, but that’s as far as we were told. They have only agreed with working with cat pilots as well.”
“Strange…”
“So, what do you think? Can you help them out?”
“I’m guessing they need to learn some sort of boundaries. Of course, I don’t think it’s guaranteed that I would be able to help with their issue, but I’m willing to give it a shot.”
“Again, you don’t have to worry about your safety. Like Mina had said, you aren’t going to go exploring, just talking.”
“Alright, thank you. But before we go, let me tell Nova I won’t be coming home today then.”
Although Kitt swore never to return to Athltea, he didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to help out one of R-1’s “species”. He still felt guilty about having contributed very little to the world compared to R-1. All of Kitt’s friends in his own world knew that wasn’t the case, but the cat continued to doubt the impact their life had on everyone around them, still degrading themselves to not being enough to live in place of R-1. But Kitt held his head high for his dearly departed friend, wanting to honor their wishes for him to live and continue being a good person, friend, and pilot to the world.
“You ready?”
“Yeah, but Mina would probably be waiting for you, right? You can’t really take me to Athltea and accompany her as her partner. Wait, you mean–”
“Hehe, you’re always quite slow, and I think that’s cute. But yeah, you already know that I can split my body as a slime dragon. You might think there’s some sort of drawback to splitting myself into two, but a second clone of myself can act independently, think, and talk like me with no guidance. Here, I’ll send a clone to meet up with Mina while I take you to Athltea.”
“Yeah… I figured that out… totally…”
Once Kitt made up his mind regarding giving a second chance to Athltea, Sola got up from her seat to produce a perfect clone of hers, splitting into two right out in the open. Everyone noticed how this shiny slime dragon performed mitosis including how their business suit uniform momentarily turned into goo to clothe the clone which was naked for a split second; ass, pussy, and tits all out on lewd display. If the café the two were in a completely regular café, Sola would have been caught on camera before being promptly kicked out. But they were in a secretive moon base filled with agents who had seen and dealt with worse sights, basically categorizing Sola’s splitting as an average Tuesday.
“Wow… You weren’t lying.”
“Yup! But if I do it for a third time then it’ll finally start acting dumb. Anyways, shall we get going?”
“Ah. Well, let’s go!”
Despite what Kitt had been through, he was still able to smile for Sola. Kitt knew that continuing to sulk and dwell on the past wasn’t healthy, so despite his hesitance to return to Athltea, he held his chin up and reinforced his decision by thinking about the help he could do to the troubled PDA he would meet soon. It’d only take a few minutes until the coast was clear and Mina left with the Sola clone, allowing Kitt and the real Sola to talk to the portal operator of The Agency’s Lobby. It did take a bit of convincing for the portal operator to open a gateway to Athltea since they had just seen Sola walk past them before, but Sola was a higher rank than the operator so they really had no choice but to just listen.
Now with the portal opened up, Sola led the way while Kitt reluctantly followed after, still a bit wary of his return. And the moment he stepped out of the portal, he was immediately greeted by a familiar sight. The two had found themselves bumping into another PDA who was just handling crates of weapons by the front of the compound. It had been a good while since Kitt had seen a PDA again, so he was in awe at the sight of one after much avoidance. But just as Kitt waved back at the PDA he almost bumped into, he began having horrible thoughts about Athltea after seeing the faces of PDAs that reminded him so much about R-1.
Coincidentally, Sola looked back at the same time Kitt closed his eyes to make troubled expressions; the slime dragon swiftly grabbing both of Kitt’s paws to reassure him that they would be alright. Kitt remained silent but felt relief at Sola’s worry, staving away the negative emotions by thinking of R-1’s wishes and how to repay the PDA’s sacrifice. The two eventually entered one of the briefing rooms reserved for Kitt inside Ganymedo-10, finding a snow leopard inside who had fallen asleep from waiting for their client.
“Zzz…”
“Umm… Hello?”
“Gah! Oh! Oh… Ah, sorry, I must have dozed off waiting for you. You must be Kitt, right? Novice Hunter Kitt? Do you have your ID and Cyrpus with you?”
“I’m not… I’m not here to go hunting.”
“Oh! Sorry, my bad. I forgot you were here to console one of our valuable PDAs. I’m sorry if I upset you, and I’m sorry about what happened to you here. Still, I have no idea what your world was thinking by sending an average civilian to be a hunter and ambassador.”
“It’s because of something you’ll never believe. Let’s just call it immeasurable ‘luck’.”
“You come from a world with magic, right? I wonder what kind of RPG game blessing you have. What kind of magic do you have in your world? Something like fire and ice? Light and dark magic? Now this really has my brain worked up with the thought of a magical DA that can fly and breathe fire. Of course, I’m pretty sure there’s a special DA out there that can actually fly and breathe fire through a flamethrower in their mouth. I may be wrong though.”
“Can we please get straight to the point?”
“Right! Basically, the researchers at Glaciation-19 have had a long-standing problem with a PDA of theirs. The PDA’s name is R-107, or Riot for short. And as his name suggests, he’s quite unruly and uncooperative but not in a rebellious destructive way. Instead, he likes to practice civil disobedience by being lazy and only wanting to work with cat pilots. You might say, ‘Why not just replace him?’ but the thing is he is specially modified for Glaciation-19’s climate.”
“What’s Glaciation-19? Is that a place or something?”
“It’s a research base similar to where we are now but located in the cold north. There are very few PDAs up there and the only ones that do exist are modified for the conditions there. Riot in particular is completely kitted out after he was modified extensively by a talented engineer who tried to get along with him. Unfortunately, Riot scared them off, and now they work at a different base, leaving before being able to modify any other PDAs for winter exploration. We have air-lifted PDAs to be modified to them, but each trip is time-consuming along with the modification being custom-made and taking much, much longer.”
“Quite the troublemaker, huh?”
“We’re really banking on your help. You had experience with possessiveness before, right?”
“Possessiveness? Well, I do, but I didn’t think this would be that bad.”
“You’ll probably want to wear a tracking bracelet of some sort. Luckily, I have one ready for you the same way a few had been readied for Riot’s pilots.”
“A tracking bracelet?”
“Sometimes, Riot doesn’t want to come back to base out of boredom which could endanger the pilot’s life, forcing us to locate Riot to make him return.”
“Jeez… So many behavioral problems.”
“I can only wish you luck because you’re going to need it. Now, head outside and approach the chinook to the left landing pads which will fly you to Glaciation-19. I recommend taking a nap while on your trip as it takes about five hours to get there.”
“I see, thank you.”
Kitt didn’t expect his “client” to have lots of problems going on but he wasn’t a stranger to someone with an equal amount of problems. Doubt, loss of purpose, and over-reliance are some of the many things Kitt has overcome between his multitude of friends from all kinds of origins so he wasn’t too bothered by Riot’s problems. But he still knew that he’d have to exercise caution and immediately set boundaries, especially with what the employee said about Riot being unwilling to follow orders sometimes.
Nevertheless, Kitt shook the employee's hand and agreed to help, leaving the briefing room with Sola to make their way to the helicopter landing pads where a chinook was waiting for them. It was already ready for take-off, so Kitt and Sola didn’t have to wait much to be on their way. The thought of flying by using Sola’s multitude of powers did cross Kitt’s mind but he figured that it wouldn’t be as effective as the slime dragon probably wouldn’t know where to go anyways. But now that they were making their way to Glaciation-19, Kitt did as the employee suggested and rested, laying his head against Sola’s shoulders which the slime dragon returned with a messy yet affectionate, goo-filled kiss to the cheek.
“Sola, do you think I’ll ever be normal…”
“Time heals all wounds, Kitt. There’s a lot of stuff to look forward to in life, so stay strong for me, for Nova, for all of us, okay? I’m sure your friend would say the same as well.”
“Sniff… I hope he’s in a better place now, even if he’s just a robot…”
“Even though I’ve studied our afterlife thoroughly, things might be different here. But no matter what, I’ll pray along with what you believe. Something may seem dismissable to most but sentiment is important to some. I believe everybody is unique and irreplaceable, and that we should cherish who and what we have with every moment.”
“I wish I did… I wish I spent more time with him… sniff…”
“Shh… Don’t cry now. Here’s a handkerchief. Come on, you’re a big cat, and a big cat doesn’t cry because a big cat leads their clowder. But the big cat is sometimes a slut who wishes to be passed around by all their friends. Nonetheless, they are still a kind cat and so are their friends.”
“Mmphh! Ah… Don’t make me laugh, jeez…”
“Your snot tastes weird.”
“Huh? Wait, how would you–”
“Ah!!! Nevermind! Just rest against my shoulders if you want!”
Before Kitt could ask why Sola mentioned the taste of Kitt’s handkerchief, the slime dragon looked away with a face reddened with shame, refusing to answer Kitt until the cat made the horrific realization and simply returned the used cloth. After calming down about Sola’s act of turning a piece of her slime into a perfect imitation of a handkerchief like her clothes, Kitt finally took a rest, laying his head on Sola’s soft lap while the slime dragon went on their phone to secretly take pictures of the cute cat. Time quickly passed in Kitt’s sleep and he eventually woke up after Sola jammed her claws at Kitt’s side to tickle him awake.
Kitt was awoken roughly five minutes before landing, allowing him to look out the chinook’s window and see the drastic change of scenery. From the lush green environment of Ganymedo-10 and rainforests, Glaciation-19’s biome was a tundra surrounded by several mountainous peaks. Kitt lives in a tropical place back in his world so the sight of the snowy white landscape was new to him. He had only ever been to Hapan in the winter but only stayed in the cities, so the sight of acres of bald trees surprised him.
Wanting to see more, Kitt looked through the other side of the aircraft, now face-to-face with a giant frozen lake along with their destination. Kitt had no trouble seeing what seemed to be white PDAs racing around the slippery ice while bigger DDAs huddled by the edge to make sure their weight wouldn’t crack the lake while also hanging out around a large campfire. Seeing the majestic sight of the DAs seemingly playing by the lake gave a bit of light to Kitt’s eyes, looking forward to what kind of DAs he’d meet this time.
“Someone’s tail is wagging~”
“H-hey! What? No, it’s not!”
“Are you going to hide your excitement?”
“Err…”
“You can be happy, Kitt. It’s your right, you know? Who knows? Maybe I’ll copy the look of a DA so you can have a ride back home~”
“Oh~ ❤️”
“Hehe, you’re such a sucker for sex!”
“I’m not!”
“Just remember, don’t get addicted, okay?”
“I’m not an addict!”
“Sure…”
“I’m not!!!”
“I’m just teasing you!”
A little bit of enthusiasm from the thought of riding a PDA overtook Kitt as he began fantasizing about them again, wagging his tail in response which Sola noticed. But the moment Sola caught Kitt giving the DAs outside a funny look, the cat immediately became self-conscious and guilty about the past again. However, Sola wouldn’t mock or comment inconsiderately. Instead, the slime dragon encouraged Kitt to indulge and be happy again. Sola didn’t want Kitt to continue being bound by the past so she was on board with Kitt being a little slutty again~
The two eventually placed their lewd thoughts aside as they were about to land at their destination. Glaciation-19 is a research base with a similar build to Ganymedo-10 but situated near the aforementioned frozen lake and surrounded by fences instead of high concrete walls. As the chinook doors opened to let the two out, Sola wouldn’t forget to give Kitt some warm clothing, swiftly wrapping Kitt’s upper body with her yellow slime which instantly molded itself into a thick parka and gloves.
“Woah! Sola! You startled me with that!”
“Sorry! I should have done it while you were asleep, hehe.”
After Sola also turned her suit uniform into a comfortable jacket and thick pants, even though Sola had no use for staying warm and was only doing it to fit the occasion, the two finally stepped out, met with the cold wind of the slowing aircraft rotors and a few guards to guide them inside the base. While walking towards the entrance of the research base, Kitt saw the difference the snow made to the base’s layout and logistics but most intriguingly the replacement of most light vehicles with a snowmobile.
Kitt always wanted to go off-roading with such a vehicle, but the moment he saw one of the many PDAs around him, he immediately threw that idea out the window in favor of the mech suits once again.
“Hey there! You must be the two visitors from Elokan!”
“Are you a scientist around here? And… I guess so.”
“You must be Kitt while the yellow dragon is Sola. We only know a few important people from your world, but it should be enough for a basic introduction. Now, follow me. I’ll lead you to our… problem…”
Glaciation-19’s interior was roughly the same as Drac Tech’s rainforest base, but the glaring differences were the lack of a huge storage area for DAs and their respective parts. There were only a handful of DAs stationed in Glaciation-19, so there wasn’t a need for a sizable storage area as the DAs are housed in a smaller warehouse outside. Instead, the area has been turned into a cozy lounge with heaters and coffee machines everywhere. Past the lounge was simply another exit which the Drac Tech scientist led Kitt and Sola through, arriving at the warehouses where the DAs and their parts are kept.
“Alright, he’s in there, being lazy like always. He won’t move unless it’s urgent or if a cat beast talks to him. And he’s really, really picky. He’ll only talk to cats that are furry but not too fluffy, is of average height, and a soft voice. We suspect it’s because of the first scientist he met, but that was years ago and those who knew what happened between them have moved research bases.”
“Couldn’t you get in contact and ask?”
“They’re almost unreachable! Here, I’ll try to get in contact with one, and I’ll let you know in a day or two.”
“Oh yeah… Do you have a place to stay here just in case?”
“Of course. The living quarters are on the lower floors. You can ask the receptionist for your specific rooms. I hope a single room is alright for you two.”
“It should be fine.”
“Alright, one last thing. Riot likes to lie, so be careful with what he tells you. And never pilot him without a suit or a tracking device.”
“Yeah, I’ve been told he likes to take people out longer than he should.”
“Good. We don’t expect you to fix him in a day, hence the spare room for you and your friend, but we hope you could at least talk some sense into him.”
“I’ll try my best, don’t worry.”
Once the scientist gave Kitt and Sola the go, they entered the open warehouse, easily finding who they were looking for at the very end of the crate-filled room. The warehouse itself was sufficiently furnished with different kinds of tables for repair and mechanic boxes on wheels. And as strange as it is, giant long pillows litter the right corner of the warehouse which Kitt suspected the DAs would use to get comfortable. It did take a while to get a good look at everything as the warehouse lights were turned off, with Riot being the only one inside while the other DAs were busy with recreation or their missions.
“Let me introduce myself to him first, Sola. You heard what the scientist said about his preference.”
“Then I’ll just turn into a yellow cat before he notices me.”
“What the– Never mind. I hope it works, though.”
With Riot just a few feet in front of them, Kitt gathered the courage to approach the PDA, calling out to them for their attention. However, Riot, who was reading and holding what seemed to be print-outs of interesting cat images carefully in his hands, did not even bat an eye at Kitt as he continued to lay on his belly. Kitt then introduced himself, even stating he was a cat beast, but that didn’t even get a reaction from Riot, continuing to lazily flip through his papers.
“Before I actually nudge you to get your attention, I wonder if this will work. This is so embarrassing, but– Meow~“
“... What was that?”
“That was a meow that came from a cat beast. Do I have your attention now–”
“A cat! Finally! It’s been so long since I’ve seen a cat! They won’t ever let me meet a cat! I hate them!”
“Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!!! Let go of me!!!”
“Hey! Let go of Kitt– Waaah!”
“Two cats?! Wait, this one is weirdly soft and slippery. Ew.”
The moment Kitt meowed authentically, Riot stood from his position with great enthusiasm before lunging at Kitt and capturing him in a tight hug. Understandably worried about Kitt being crushed, Sola slapped Riot’s backside to get his attention but was instead hugged tightly as well. Kitt and Sola were able to free themselves without putting in serious force, but both were still exhausted. With the drive to be helpful embedded into their very being, Riot helped them by quickly retrieving a giant pillow for them to rest on.
“Wow! I can't believe they let me meet two cats!”
“Ahaha… Yeah, cats…”
“Shh… Anyways, you must be Riot, yes?”
“Yup, that's me. What are your names, kitties~?”
“My name is Kitt, and this is my friend, Sola.”
“I see… You already know my name, so there's no use introducing yourself to me. Then… Are you here to ride me~? I’ll gladly let any cat be my pilot!”
“Actually… Can we save that for later? We want to talk. The employees of Drac Tech… haven’t exactly been keen on your behavior.”
“Oh. That’s why you're here…”
“Please, let’s talk. I've come from another world just to help out some friends my sister has made, so it would be great if we don’t waste time.”
“Another… world? Usually I would have left by now if this wasn’t about something urgent or letting a cat pilot me, but this is certainly interesting. Fine, I'll talk to you, but only if you show me something I've never seen before. Something like magic… But I bet you don’t have that and you're just lying to me.”
Right from the get-go, Riot expressed his disinterest in talking about his problems, even if the one he was to talk to had the same features as the cats he’d only prefer to interact with. Similarly, Kitt knew that the stubborn PDA was going to be a tough nut to crack but he was ready to sit down and hopefully get some progress on correcting their behavior. To start with doing so, Kitt entertained Riot’s request to see magic, extending a palm which then made a faint sphere of pink light. Riot wasn’t amused at first, thinking it was just a fake trick but was surprised when he touched the orb with his claws and caused it to bob around with a physical form.
“Woah! What the hell?! It’s not a hologram! And it just came out from your palm!”
“This is my magic. It’s… pink. And weak. I can barely use it offensively, and so I usually only use it as a flashlight, like this!”
“Wow! A flashlight from your fingertips?! As an organic being as well!”
Kitt, coming from a world of magic, had pink light magic to make constructs out of, but its usage was very negligible which was pitiful compared to his sister who was a hundred times more capable. Nevertheless, Kitt had talent but used his words to resolve conflict, knowing that violence wouldn’t do any good and that using his magic to fight would be hopeless thanks to his weak output. On the other hand, Riot was mesmerized by Kitt’s display of otherworldly magic, studying Kitt’s hands the moment the feline stopped projecting their pink light.
“So you are the real deal! Can you tell me more about your magical world?! I can’t believe magic is real!”
“Ehehe… After we talk, then I'll tell you everything I can.”
“Nghh… Fine… Where do you want to chat…”
“Is outside alright? It’s a bit dark in here.”
“I guess we can talk outside. The employees are the only ones that can turn the lights on and off, anyways.”
Luckily for Kitt, Riot was easily swayed with a simple magic show, getting the PDA's attention in the meantime as they headed outside. There weren't many places to sit right outside the warehouse so the three headed to a place near the lake that resembled a second courtyard which had adequate space and seating for the three. Of course, Riot was too big to sit on the benches so he simply sat on the ground as Kitt started a new conversation about Riot’s behavior.
“Come on… Let’s get this over with. Chew me out already, tell me how bad I am compared to the other ‘normal’ Drive Armors, and say how much of a better contribution I’d make if I gave up my modifications to a more behaved PDA.”
“I’m not here to do that. I’m just wondering how you turned out this way. You know, what made you start acting troublesome.”
“Huh? That’s odd… I thought you’d be mad or something… Why aren’t you mad?”
“Being mad at what you've done is useless. And frankly, I don’t know the full extent of what you've done. Though, you don’t have to tell me. It might make you trust me less.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to tell you about that. Besides, I figured they’d tell you by now.”
“Anyways, care to tell me about your life?”
“No, I don’t want to. I’m glad that’s the only thing I can leverage against you people, hehe~”
“Oh. Then… What can I do for you to trust me with your life’s history?
“I don’t know… Maybe an exchange of some sort… Ride me, and maybe I'll tell you~”
“Not a chance. I've been warned to be cautious of your antics, Riot. Ask for something else.”
“Hmph. I’m not dangerous.”
“I know you aren’t since Drive Armors would never hurt their pilot. But how you abuse your free will is the problem. I've heard that you took pilots out on missions for longer than you should have. Is that correct?”
“We were expected to complete it in two to four days! I was just… a little late is all.”
“Hmm… You might need to practice your punctuality. Say, what do they do to you when you misbehave?”
“They suspend you from participating in missions. As you saw, I was all alone in the warehouse earlier.”
“Right… When was the last time you misbehaved?”
“Six months ago… Now I’ve just called for transport and excavation work… It’s really boring without a pilot to play with, you know?”
Kitt and Riot’s conversation revolved around small talk about patience, timeliness, and boundaries, paralleling examples to his early experience with Nova, a slime dragon and Kitt’s self-proclaimed servant who also had trouble with possessiveness. However, Kitt barely got his point across as Riot’s interest kept waning to the point Kitt had to show the PDA his magic again as if they had an attention deficit. Luckily, once Kitt started mentioning magical demons and gods in between his lessons, Riot became genuinely attentive, having a lasting conversation with the PDA while Sola returned to the lounge to get hot drinks for the three. But Kitt’s efforts and advice to be better wouldn’t be effective if Riot didn’t know how to employ them so he tested the PDA with a set of questions regarding what they talked about.
“Can you repeat to me what you shouldn’t do with your pilot?”
“Err… Let them… go home in time?”
“Good. Next, what should you do if you were caught doing something wrong?”
“Uhh… Not pout about it?”
“Great! Lastly, what do we need to ask from a pilot before you start a mission with them?”
“Oh! It should be consent, right?”
“Yup. I didn’t think this was a mirror of teaching Nova how to behave…”
“Who’s that?”
“It’s a… friend? Friend of mine, yeah. A friend who is similar to Sola here, a shiny slime dragon with strange abilities like shapeshifting.”
“Wait, she’s not a cat? I knew it!”
“Ahaha… Yeah… She took the form of a cat because we were told you didn’t like to talk to anyone but cats.”
“I guess she’s alright… I only trust cats because… Nevermind.”
“Come on, you can tell me. Your secret is safe with me.”
“Like before, I want something in exchange.
“I don’t really know what I can give you… Again, I don’t think I have permission to ride you. You’d have to prove to Drac Tech that you have changed. How about a– What is it? You will–”
After all of Kitt’s lessons and openness to share his experiences, Riot was still unwilling to speak about his own, still finding the sudden visitor untrustworthy. But with the proposition that Riot would talk about his life in exchange for something, Sola quickly whispered to Kitt a modification that she could offer the PDA, with Kitt clearing his voice before stating what the two could offer.
“Ahem! You want something in exchange for telling me about your life, right?”
“Right.”
“Alright. We can give you something in exchange for your story, a… err… modification of sorts.”
“A modification? Tell me more!”
“Wow, you’re excited for this. Anyways, after Sola had studied the anatomy of your kind, she figured out a way to use her slime for modifying their bodies, in this case integrating one of her inventions into your body.”
“What is it, what is it!”
“She told me it’s a lightning cannon of sorts which will go pop out of your mouth like the suckers and vacuums you can create with your nano goo.”
“How is that even possible? I mean, I won’t ask! That sounds really cool! Alright, I’ll tell you my life story in exchange for that!”
Receiving a new modification on top of his preexisting, snow-oriented ones made Riot jump from joy, shaking the ground the three sat on. But after calming down, the PDA obediently sat down again, opening its electronic face to reveal a shiny red latex maw. Once Riot opened his mouth, Sola approached him before explaining a little the specifics of her modification.
“Before we start, you should know what this thing is capable of. First of all, it has destructive power capable of blowing up several trees in one shot, similar to a powerful tank round. And second, with your smaller frame in comparison to DDAs, it will drain half your total energy capacity from every use.”
“Wow! That’s quite powerful! Wait, how could you create such a powerful output of destructive power in such a small?”
“I’m letting you use some of my slime to do so. Did you know my body is a non-euclidean space?”
“How is that… even possible…”
“Basically, I–” And after a lengthy explanation that bore both Kitt and Riot, Sola finally asked permission to modify the PDA. “So, are you ready?”
“I think I am…”
“Good. Since this will take a while, you should tell us about your past.”
“Are you sure? It’s pretty long and boring…”
“This modification will also be pretty long and boring, so why not talk about something equally boring so they cancel each other out?”
“That's not–”
“Come on! Let’s hear it already!”
“Sigh… Don’t stop me once I get started then.”
I am PDA R-107, or Riot as everyone in Glaciation-19 would like to call me, and I was “born” there as well, if you could say that. I came to life with only one goal taught to me; help the people of Athltea. And so I did as I was made to do as a PDA. My first day was all about learning how to move and speak with my body. The first person I met with my pixelated eyes was a kind scientist who was a gray cat with sweet blue eyes. They were the one to teach me about everything I had to know about the world, how to do my job, and use my body. It was strange to just “exist”, but the scientist seemed to be an expert in consoling new PDAs like me, and I eventually accepted my role as one.
I first thought we’d all be mindless robots whose only use was to carry boxes around, but my own free will proved that wrong. Free will is both a blessing and a curse for every sentient being which I used horribly on the third day of waking up. With my initial taste of free will, I broke through a glass window when I wanted to get a better look at what someone was doing on their computer. Needless to say, something happened after I did that but nothing negative that you may think. You have probably heard of fictional stories about robots being punished for going out of line, but instead, I was properly told and warned to never do it again.
I still don’t know what happens to particularly mischievous DAs, but I don’t think I need to find out as I’ll just disappoint my friends after behaving. After that little accident, we returned to what we were supposed to do, that being exploring the outside world for the first time. The only thing I knew about the outside world was that it was cold and dead, but the kind scientists reassured me that there’s beauty underneath the ugly cold, waiting for spring for them to bloom. Luckily, they let me explore a bit further, slowly diminishing my contempt for the cold as I saw an iced-over lake where two PDAs were playing.
That was when I exercised my free will again, and immediately tried to climb over the compound’s perimeter to join them. I would have torn through the fence if not for the scientist tugging on my tail and calling out to me to calm down. I stopped but quickly expressed my want to play with the other PDAs. But when I looked back at the scientist, I felt sorry, seeing them out of breath, and immediately apologized. I didn’t realize it at first, but my natural compassion acted out of instinct which caused me to almost crush the scientist when I tried to hug them.
They fortunately knew how to make me stop before they were hurt. However, I messed up again and expected the worst now that I misbehaved twice. But to my surprise, the scientist just gave me a tired sigh and guided me through the proper exit of the compound, and allowed me to play with the other PDAs. I didn’t know what the concept of playing was at the time either, and I just wanted to be with the other PDAs who were having fun. Being around them seemed fun, but being around more people amused me. So when the pilots of the PDAs eventually came to call them back for a mission, I was jealous; I wanted a pilot too.
I almost acted out again until I felt a familiar paw drag across my tail which was stiff from jealousy. It was the kind scientist again, and as they seemingly knew what I wanted in my mind, they took me back inside and guided me to a private room. In such little time, I was already growing affectionate to the scientist and obediently followed their every word once we were in that room. They told me to sit down first before ordering me to do something I hadn’t done before. Usually, when you tell someone to “open up”, you want them to tell what has been bothering them. But for us DAs, it’s to open our cockpit.
I instinctively knew how to respond to that command either, and my white, rubbery back revealed its enticing cavity. I didn’t know what to feel after I opened my cockpit, but I knew I made the scientist happy by obeying them. And for obeying them, they gave me a taste of what having a pilot was like. Before I knew it, I felt the soft weight of a cat paw step on my back before being followed by another. Two paws then came to “insert” into my arms. I suddenly felt butterflies in my stomach when the scientist stuck something into a fifth hole that was certainly not meant for any of their limbs.
And after they did that, they gave another order and caused my untrained body to act on its own, closing the cockpit and filling it with latex. I was suddenly worried when the scientist disappeared as my infant brain didn’t know what had just happened. I would have gotten scared and broken a wall if it wasn’t for the scientist quickly comforting me with their mind using the Synolar I had automatically placed on them. Although I was a bit surprised about the second voice in my head, the scientist knew how to get me to cooperate. Eventually, we explored each other, both inside and outside.
The way they praised me and moaned when I hit the right spot… I was ecstatic. Maybe a little bit too much, though, as I remember staying in that private room all day and squeezing the scientist dry. I eventually let them go after one of their colleagues wondered where he went. But it was a first-time experience I could never forget and something I would look forward to every time I met him. But much to my slight annoyance, I was eventually assigned to my own pilot. I developed a good bond with them, but the scientist’s first impression stuck with me throughout my first month.
My first pilot was a trainee too and needed help getting comfortable with being a pilot. I’m confident to say I did a good job training them to be accepting of the stimulations, but the same couldn’t be said for me when I was finally ordered to help in hunting Lumivexes. I was grouped with a few new PDAs at that time, and when we were told to finally make first contact with these goo monsters we heard so much bad news about, we all had mixed reactions. I especially had the worst one, as compared to the other PDAs who were reluctant but bravely took up their duty, I was quite cowardly and didn’t want to go with them. I was the only one to be too scared and was subsequently left behind until the kind scientist offered to pilot me again.
With their offer, I quickly gained the courage to follow behind the group that had left me. The scientist’s guiding voice soothed me, allowing me to perform confidently and defeat and harvest each Lumivex swarm we encountered. Thanks to them, I was able to get over my cowardice and fit in with the other PDAs, and eventually worked well with my first pilot. I loved the scientist, and I cherished every second we were together. But… one night, I couldn’t control myself. That night… I regretted it… I should have known my boundaries…
I was bored and wanted to play with a pilot in the middle of the night. My assigned pilot would have sufficed if they hadn’t gone away for the month, so I snuck into my favorite scientist’s room and took him by force. Nobody noticed me and the scientist was still asleep when I stuffed them inside of me. I forgot the formalities due to my impatience and excitement. The wrapping and stimulation came instantly, and I confused the scientist’s pleas to pause with moans and cries of excitement.
I didn’t even put on a Synolar to share thoughts. I was confident they enjoyed it, not realizing they were uncomfortable and scared of my unwilling abduction. But I was blinded with desire and affection for the scientist to hear them and so was their throat that was gagged by a tentacle. I took each other into the frozen lake where I first socialized with the other PDAs before sitting down to admire the night sky. I talked to the scientist all night and said the strangest things to them. I opened my metaphorical heart to them, I told them how obsessed I am with them, I told them how I wanted them above any other.
My disturbing expression of love poured out like a broken faucet. I always thought expressing my feelings wholeheartedly was the best thing you could do for your loved ones. But in truth, some things are better kept to ourselves. Once again, I squeezed the scientist dry, but I went further and continued administering aphrodisiacs to force their seed to flow through me. Every orgasm, every shot of their fluids, I saw as their own expression of their own love for me, the thought of which aroused me as well. I’ve always thought of mating as the ultimate expression of love, so if only the scientist’s body were compatible with mine, I would have shown him how much I desired him even more.
An endless night of milking eventually passed, and I woke up with my dear scientist still inside of me. With the warm sun rising over the chilly horizon, I wanted to share the sunrise with the scientist, so I brought them out to experience the warmth together. However, as my tentacles lifted them out from my back and into my arms, I immediately noticed something wrong. Their hands and legs were cold, and they were struck with a deadly fever. I was just unmodified at that time, and since the scientist was completely naked with no pilot suit to act as insulation, what I thought was an intimate night with them turned out to be a cold hell for them.
I immediately rushed back to base with the sick scientist in my arms. Luckily, they were saved but my relationship with them was forever severed. After the incident, I was practically neutered, stripped of my ability to deploy any stimulation, and forced to rely on the manual refilling of energy. And the once warm and kind scientist now looked at me with fear and cold contempt. Not only that, but other PDAs and rookie pilots became scared of me… I also caused the scientist to leave for another base, worried I would take advantage of them again.
This… this broke my heart to no end. The only one I loved left me because I loved them too much… Was it wrong to show my love? I just wanted to be with them all the time… Is that too much to ask… But no, they don’t like that… That’s bad… You shouldn’t do that… You shouldn’t force someone to pilot you… You shouldn’t force someone to love you…
…
So I never loved again and was never piloted again. For years nobody has ridden me. I’m sure my cockpit has gathered dust by now. Everyone is too scared to clean my interior so they just use a feather duster on a long stick. Everyone still knows how I’ve acted out of line. I’m surprised I haven’t been scrapped or reprogrammed all this time. I wish I could show them I’ve grown, but I don’t know if I have grown. Nobody piloted me to allow me to test my restraint. At least I don’t drag people from their beds anymore.
I just wish I could reunite and make amends with that scientist again… I miss him… I miss his voice, I miss his praise, I miss his fur… How could I forget their name… I hope they can forgive me after these years have passed…
“Sniff… Oh… I’m sorry…”
“Kitt? Are you… crying?”
“Y-yes, I am… You deserve another chance… D-don’t worry, sniff, we’ll find that scientist for you.”
“That would be impossible now… I’ve forgotten their name and have only remembered how they looked… Perhaps they’re on another base, a faraway base, or another planet entirely… Besides, I’m sure I’ve traumatized them for all eternity… They probably don’t trust DAs anymore…”
The modification took around an hour, and at the same time, Kitt tried his best not to cry at Riot’s sorry past. Riot’s twisted perception of love and affection really mirrored Kitt’s experience with Nova, allowing him to deeply relate to the PDA’s struggles and how they weren’t given a chance to try again. Sola fared much better, but she still felt great pity nonetheless.
“Well, it’s done now, but I don’t advise you to use it when there’s no danger to obliterate.”
“Thank you. And please, don’t tell anyone about my past…”
“We won’t, don’t worry. Well, Kitt, I think we missed lunch. Riot, we’ll get going for now. I think we’ll stay for another day, though, so you can work on building your trust to be able to have a pilot again.”
“Yeah, I just received a signal from my antenna that the researchers need help with carrying machinery again. I would like to talk to Kitt again tomorrow.”
“We’ll be available, don’t worry.”
With the modification complete followed by the setting sun, Kitt and Sola parted ways with Riot for now, waving goodbye to the PDA as they returned inside the research base to get accustomed to their temporary room. And now that the two otherworlders had left, Riot went on his way to help the researchers who called for his assistance. Well, that would be what Riot would do if he had not lied to the two. Instead, Riot immediately returned to the warehouse, gathered his printed pictures of what was basically a gallery of cat porn that the PDA found and printed from their world’s Internet, and ran into the wilderness, reaching a small cave they had dug in secret where they would take the pilots they had great interest in.
“God!!! He’s so sweet… so kind… I need him… I need him now… I’m sure he’ll teach me how to be good… After this, I’ll really change for the better… Just… one… more… cat…”
Riot’s dash to his cave wasn’t a short one either as it was located 50 kilometers away from Glaciation-19 as well as being located in a mountain. The inside of the cave was dimly lit with battery-powered fairy lights made of copper wires and glue while housing several stolen pillows from the warehouse the DAs rest in. The most eye-catching object in the cave was the presence of pornographic material that Riot would have had no access to but was able to acquire as he managed to steal some from other naughty researchers whose rooms he managed to sneak into.
This possessive PDA was truly an anomaly, having a very clingy personality and potentially undiagnosed porn addiction and mythomania as a machine. Drive Armors aren’t just robots to help the people of Athltea and study and combat the Lumivexes; Drive Armors are their own persons too. But with a mind so similar to the human or beast mind, there’s no doubt they too can develop positive and negative habits. Riot would be one of these outliers, becoming a possessive PDA due to the lack of counseling about his behavior when he first made his big mistake. If he had been properly taught how to respect people beyond what was coded into his mind, then he might not have gone down such a strange path in life.
Unfortunately, that was too late now, and after four different instances of loving a cat beast too much, no one had the courage or patience to reform him, leading him to once again try to force his affection onto the newest interest in his life. And if it isn’t obvious already, Riot had his eyes on Kitt the moment the cat was even willing to converse with him, planning to get the cat to pilot him by any means possible. Riot would play it safe first by planning to persuade Kitt to ride him, and if that didn’t work, he wouldn’t be afraid to force his prey.
“Their rooms strangely feel like a hotel room.”
“I mean, they probably invested more funds into making comfortable rooms for what little employees they have. I’m pretty sure there’s less than a hundred here.”
“I wonder if they have hot showers…”
Meanwhile, back at Glaciation-19, Kitt and Sola were resting in their rooms after having dinner at the lounge, wondering about the luxurious setup and amenities of the room which even included a mini fridge for drinks. Their room was still technically an apartment, so there was also a small kitchen for them to work with. Of course, the two had already eaten and had no use for it and instead went to take a warm shower after being out in the cold all day.
“Ahh… That feels really good… I’m glad Sola isn’t here to caress my entire body with her slime. Nova wouldn’t even hesitate to seep through the bathroom door and join me…”
A nice warm shower was just what Kitt needed after a long day, coming out of the shower with renewed vigor before realizing he hadn’t brought any spare clothes. Luckily, Sola used her slime to make Kitt a set of pajamas, allowing him to rest comfortably as the two lay down on their bed and watched the TV.
“I’m surprised they have a TV signal in basically the middle of nowhere.”
“Looks like we tuned at the moment a news report came. Wait, does that mean there are cities full of people on this planet?”
“Yup. That was actually one of the few things we found out when we first discovered this planet, partially because they’re the easiest to spot from space.”
“Interesting. Hold on, I think the news segment is starting.”
While Kitt and Sola watched the TV news broadcast about a frightening encounter by a news team with a Legendary Class Titan Lumivex, Riot was outside, scanning each balcony of each floor to figure out where Kitt was staying. The obsessed PDA eventually found Kitt’s room after he left to gaze at the skies, throwing a snowball at him to get his attention.
“What the hell! Hey! Who was that!”
“Kitt? What’s wrong? Why are you yelling?”
“I just got hit with a snowball by someone! Wait, is that… is that Riot down there?”
“Riot?”
“It looks like it. He’s waving at me. I think he wants to see me.”
“I’m sure you can talk to him all alone. I want to watch this news broadcast through and through. Here, I’ll change your pajamas into winter clothes so you can meet up with him more comfortably. And don’t forget to wear the tracking bracelet they gave you in case… you know, he gets feisty.”
Seeing that Riot seemed to want to talk to him, Kitt allowed his pajamas to be turned into winter clothes before putting on his tracking bracelet and meeting up with Riot. There were still some guards patrolling and guarding the base that ensured the DAs were in their warehouses by night but Riot managed to avoid them. And to get out and meet Riot, Kitt told the guards that he was just going to leave for a walk, easily getting let out and slipping out back to where Riot was.
“Kitt! I missed you so much already!”
“Hey, Riot! Nice aim with the snowball, hehe… Anyways, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk about something?”
“Umm… Yeah… I wanted to know if… umm… you could pilot me? Maybe tomorrow? Just so I can prove that I've changed.”
“Proving that you've changed in less than a day might seem unbelievable but we can take small steps tomorrow.”
“Forget that I said tomorrow. How about tonight? Like, right now?”
“Right now? Err… I’m a bit sleepy, and it’s getting late. But tomorrow for sure we can start working on your impulses.”
“I see… Before you go, can you check what your friend's modification looks like inside my mouth?”
“It’s kinda dark but I'll try my best to help. What do you want me to look at?”
“Just tell me if it’s colored red or yellow.”
“Alright, just show me then and I can take a look.”
Completely oblivious to Riot’s plans, Kitt cluelessly stared right into the PDA’s maw, which instead of the barrel of a gun housed what looked to be a mask. Kitt couldn’t make out its shape before it was too late as the mask was suddenly slapped right onto Kitt’s snout by Riot's flexible tongue, causing the cat to stumble in a panic.
“Gah! What the hell is– Mmmph!!!”
Four tentacles immediately grew from each corner of the mask, fighting Kitt’s hands before firmly wrapping around his head. Along with the forced wearing of the mask, it had also grown two lengthy nasal tubes and a tentacle to embed into Kitt’s nose and mouth, gagging him and preparing him for the intake of aphrodisiac gas. However, Kitt wouldn’t just let whatever Riot was planning to him, running away before the mask could do its job aside from gagging him. But before Kitt could even run a few steps, Riot easily caught up to him with a speedy dash and captured the cat with a tight embrace.
“Where do you think you're going~? You're going to have fun with me and only me… You're just like my favorite scientist… You'll make a perfect replacement~ And from all my past failures, I know how to prevent myself from getting caught, starting with your clothes…”
“Mmmphh! (Riot! No! What are you doing!!!)”
Kitt was quickly caught by Riot’s hug, lifted from the ground, and taken away into the Drive Armor warehouses. The kidnapped cat did their best to resist, kicking and flailing around in their captor's hold but was unable to break free. But once Riot arrived at the warehouse where the other sleeping DAs were, Kitt thought of making loud noises to get their attention, only to be thwarted when the mask tightened into a muzzle which also seeped goo into his mouth, filling it and solidifying so that he couldn’t even move his tongue. All that Kitt could do now was make muffled moans but that too was further suppressed by Riot’s claw, making sure Kitt wouldn’t attract any attention. And it unfortunately, Riot’s kidnapping was a success, allowing him to reach the end of the room where he hung out, finally getting the privacy to strip Kitt naked.
“Now, let’s take off these pesky coverings of yours. You aren’t going to need them for a while~”
“Mmmph!!! (No! Get your claws off me! Don’t you dare touch my belt!)”
As Riot seductively glided his claws down Kitt’s chin and down to the belt of his pants, Kitt began flailing to free himself as one claw held his wrists while a tail bound his ankles. It was easy to strip the cat naked once their limbs were properly bound, carefully removing Kitt’s belt and unzipping his pants and jacket. In just a short few moments, Kitt was down to his tank top and underwear, but those were quickly removed as well, having his bulge flicked by a claw and causing his eggs to sway lewdly as he was held.
“(Please, I hope he doesn’t remove my bracelet as well. I’m glad Sola reminded me to wear it…)”
“Let’s get rid of this watch too~ You don’t need to know the time…”
“Mmm! (Crap! No! I need that!)”
Every piece of clothing on Kitt’s body has finally been removed, exposing the feline’s average physique with a little bit of fat. Once he observed Kitt’s naked physique in all of its glory from top to bottom by groping every single part of his body, Riot’s electronic eyes turned into literal thumping hearts before squeezing the cat in another embrace.
“Mmm! Such a cute cat! We're gonna have so much fun!”
“Mmm… (So… tight…)”
“Anyways, let’s go to my spot. It’s the perfect place for you~ It’s warm, there’s a bed with lots of pillows, and there’s lots of food so that you don’t have to leave to eat!”
“Mmm? (What? Did he plan a date or something? Or is he actually going to kidnap me?! I really need to be saved!)”
Unfortunately, no matter how much Kitt struggled, Riot was just too strong to be overpowered, eventually giving up with a tired huff through his inactive gas mask. Once Kitt was weak from his struggles, Riot finally made his way to his secret cave by pushing aside a giant crate with his legs which exposed a hole underneath his resting spot. Kitt was surprised that Riot had such a route, but seeing how somewhat meticulously planned his kidnapping was, he wasn’t surprised. Riot eventually surfaced in the forest with Kitt in his hands, also surprised that Kitt was no longer resisting as those before Kitt fought fang and claw to get at least a sliver of a chance to free themselves.
This obedience stumped Riot, but he didn’t mind it at all, even being glad about Kitt’s cooperation. And with no one able to find or stop him, Riot finally made his dash to his hiding spot. It would also be hard for Riot to be spotted as he’d only be mistaken as a white-furred animal in the distant mountains by any guards on watch towers thanks to his white coloration. On top of taking extra precautions by stripping Kitt completely naked, Riot made sure to stop and reject all outgoing and received signals to make him untrackable.
“Here we are! It’s a wonderful place, right?”
“...”
“Speechless? Yeah, I would be as well~”
After a few minutes of running in the cold winter mountains, Riot eventually arrived with Kitt in his hands, heading inside before closing the exit with a giant metal plate that was too heavy for anybody except for DAs to move. Now having arrived at Riot’s “den”, Kitt immediately scanned the room, finding everything the PDA had mentioned before but being drawn to a pin board on the cave walls along with what seemed to be sheets of aluminum bolted on every surface. The fairy lights of the cave were lit beforehand, allowing Kitt to immediately see a shocking display of Riot’s favorite “art” pieces before he was thrown onto a mattress on the floor before Riot sat down, head over heels for the cat with their tail swaying excitedly as their head filled with thoughts about their new friend.
“Now… What do you wanna do together? I was thinking of choosing for you, but I think it’d be cooler if you chose and used me~ I've been waiting to be used for so long… I want a happy pilot to share their mind and affection with me, and I think you can grant me that wish~”
“...”
“So? Any ideas~? Or are you still thinking? I'll choose for you if you want!”
“...”
“Alright then, let’s start simple…”
In a situation like this, Kitt knew how to act, which was to deny his captor of the attention they crave. Riot said it correctly before that you shouldn’t force someone to love you yet here he was now, forcing Kitt to do so. And looking back at his conversations with Riot and the PDA’s backstory, lots of things didn’t align like the fact that Riot said he had been suspended for six months to outright saying nobody had piloted him in years. This was the first taste of Riot’s lies, and Kitt was even skeptical of the PDA’s backstory about having no guidance including the mention of the scientist they once loved. But Kitt wanted confirmation, and if he needed to be stubborn and reject every advance, even if it could lead to an undesirable outcome, he'd be the one to break into Riot’s lying shell. In theory, of course, as there’s no way Kitt wouldn’t break either the moment Riot stuffs him inside his body.
“Here, give me your hand and pet me. I was always fascinated with how fur feels against my skin… Kitt, come on, give me your hand.”
“Mmm! (Nope!)”
“Why are you being so difficult? It’s such a simple request!”
To start, Riot only wanted Kitt to pet him, but since the PDA did kidnap him, Kitt refused, keeping his hands to himself. And when Riot inched closer to grab it by force, Kitt crawled back and avoided the PDA’s grasp.
“Oh… So you won’t be a nice cat? I thought you were different from the cats before. I thought you were obedient. I thought you’d give me a chance to change. But now, I'll continue to be like this. I'll keep you here with me where nobody can find you. I will keep you here where it'll only be you and me, forever…”
“... (Does he really think guilt-tripping me will work? Oh please, I’m not afraid of you. Except with what you can do to my body. It’s gonna be hard to think once he resorts to that…)”
“Still silent? Is it because of the mask? Fine, I'll take it off. There. Speak!”
“Ngh… mmm… …”
“Come on! Please, say something!”
But even after the mask and its tentacle and nasal tubes were removed by Riot, Kitt refused to talk, crossing his arms and staring sternly back at the PDA who was desperate for attention. However, this act of defiance would be the last straw for Riot whose face screen suddenly shut off before grabbing Kitt by both of his ankles, raising him upside down before opening his face screen to reveal a milking tongue.
“Woah! Wait! What are you doing!”
“If you aren’t going to answer, then I'll squeeze one out of you…”
As soon as Riot’s voice dropped, he bit down on Kitt’s crotch to insert the cat’s cock into the milking tongue. The immediate sensation of stimulating latex made Kitt yell in surprise before swaying his body to resist the milking. And with the milking tongue firmly locked in place, Kitt had no choice but to erect, powerless as what felt like a liquid ring glided up and down his shaft at a steady pace.
“Ahh… hah… Riot… Don’t do this…”
“I’m just getting started. You will love me. You will feed me. And you will submit to me.”
“W-wait! (He’s really getting serious!)”
However, Kitt’s chance to dissuade Riot from milking him using words was long due, and there was no chance to break free of any other choice but to cum. To make things even worse, after Riot said his demands, the milking tongue stroked faster, and the building orgasm made Kitt lose his strength. But since there was no way to avoid it, Kitt stopped resisting entirely and became silent, just focusing on the milking tongue until he started leaking pre. An orgasm was inevitable, and as Kitt spurted out precum as he was close to his peak, he braced himself for climax, closing his eyes and curling his feet before he finally came.
The sound of cracking toes followed as the cat’s milk came gushing out, immediately filling the milking tongue’s receptacle before it was slurped up. Kitt tried his best to suppress his moans, but he wasn’t able to hold them in long enough thanks to the milking tongue rubbing the underside of his glans while he was at the peak of his orgasm and yelped with slutty tone. But once Kitt achieved his first orgasm with Riot, the PDA coldly dropped him before pinning Kitt down with their body, going face to face with Kitt as their face lit up again to show a smug look.
“Be a good kitty, and I'll make sure your brain doesn’t turn into mush. Now, wear my Synolar. You have no thoughts to hide from me.”
“I’m not wearing your Synolar!”
“Is that right~?”
“No, get it away from me!”
From the same maw that made Kitt spill his milk, Riot retrieved a Synolar with his tongue, opening it and slowly inching the device towards Kitt’s neck which the cat was powerless to resist as both of their hands were forced down. With a silent click, the mind-controlling Synolar was closed and activated, giving Riot full control of Kitt’s body movements which is especially useful for what the obsessed PDA was about to do.
“Get this off of me! Ngah!!!”
“Perfect~ Now you’ll do as I say no matter what! And your first order is to present your back to me. Raise those hips for me, Kitt. I’d like to make an inspection…”
“No! Damn it! I can’t control myself! Don’t get into position!”
With the Synolar on his neck, Kitt lost the autonomy of his body, forced to obey Riot’s orders to present his ass to the PDA. The mind control quickly starts as Kitt’s body flips to its belly once freed before working the legs to raise the hips and present the cat’s backside as ordered, topped off with a falsely expressed excitement with a wagging tail. And after being forced into such a lewd position, Kitt’s face was flush with color along with worried thoughts about what Riot was going to do to him.
“Stay calm, Kitt. Don’t panic. I’ll just touch some stuff…”
“How could you say that when you’ve forced me into such a position?!”
“Alright then, you can panic. It doesn’t mean you’ll be able to move your body, though. I’m going in now!”
“Hold on! Wait! Mmmph~! ❤️(Bastard… he stuck his claws in!)”
Riot was always fascinated with what made beasts and humans tick but never looked up their biology whenever he snuck into a room with a computer. All the PDA knew was touching this and stroking that made their pilots moan from pleasure and fuel him with their seed, but that was enough for them. What wasn’t enough, however, was the experience of receiving their raw reaction to his stimulation; no mask to suppress moans while having a Synolar worn onto their partners to know every single thought they had as they fiddled with their external points.
Kitt would now be the one to entertain Riot’s boredom, having two digits stuck into his rectum before moaning and gasping like crazy. To make it even worse, DAs have special claws that they can manipulate into all kinds of tips, barbs, and serrations, which Riot uses to make two round nails, rubbing them against Kitt’s walls and searching for the sweet spot. With a bit of digging, prodding, and testing, Riot was easily able to narrow down which area made Kitt quiver and squeal, massaging the spot to confirm if it was correct or not.
“What’s wrong, Kitt? Why are you shaking so much? Did I find your little button~?”
“Wooo~ ❤️ Shut up… Nghhh… (This is so embarrassing… Please… Stop touching my prostate…)”
“Stop touching your prostate? Huh, I guess I did find it!”
“Please! Don't touch it anymore!”
Thanks to the Synolar on Kitt's neck, Riot was able to get confirmation that he had found Kitt's prostate without forcing the cat to tell the truth. And once he had identified the general area of the prostate, Riot took his other claw and stuck another set of digits before splitting Kitt's ass wide open.
“Stop! Please!!! It's really sore!!!”
“Oh right… Don't worry, I'll just apply a bit of lubricant later~”
“Just pull your fingers out!”
Kitt's rectum could now be seen in all of its pink puckering glory, all the while the cat's controlled body was fighting for its life to keep still thanks to the soreness and pleasure. But even though Kitt pleaded from the depths of his heart, Riot was unconvinced and continued prodding Kitt's prostate until the cat inevitably burst for a second time, cumming on their legs and mattress as the body collapsed from the mixture of sudden pleasure and soreness.
“Huff… huff… Please… Let's just talk this out…”
“It's too late now. You'll tell on me for what I've done with you, so I'll get out as much enjoyment as I can from you~”
“Have some faith! I won't tell them what you did and or going to do to me if we just talk!”
“Liar.”
“I'm not lying! (What a hypocrite!)”
“Oh, you're calling me a hypocrite now?”
“What? No, I didn't say anything! (Damn this Synolar!)”
Although Riot didn't hear Kitt have any ideas to lie against him, he was particularly ticked off after being called a hypocrite. And even though he lied many times and still called Kitt a liar, Riot was furious and wanted to get straight to the main event as punishment. So, after finally losing patience, Riot opened his face again, retrieved the mask that gagged Kitt before, and forced it into the cat's face once again. Riot had a much easier time thanks to the Synolar forcing Kitt's body stiff and to accept the tentacle and nasal tubes. The Synolar also made it easier for Riot to “convince” Kitt to pilot him, easily ordering the cat's body to willingly enter his open cockpit.
“Mmmphh!!! (I'm not going in! No!!!)”
“It’s lovely inside, Kitt~ Once you’re inside, I’ll let you struggle all you want~ Scratch, kick, claw at my latex interior to your heart's content… But you’ll never get out…”
“(Please, Riot! Don’t do this!)”
“Show me that you love me, show me that you care for me, and maybe I’ll let you out a few days sooner…”
“(You really intend to keep me in your body for longer than a day?! You’re crazy!)”
“You still don’t trust me… Oh well, in you go…”
“(Crap! No, I didn’t mean it that way!)”
Once again, Kitt’s body moved without his free will, climbing onto Riot’s back and stepping into the PDA’s soft rubbery interior. The immediate sensation of the smooth latex made Kitt’s body tingle in response, relating to his previous training with R-1. And when he stepped his whole foot in, the sensation of the rubber against his paws reignited his desire to be stuffed inside a PDA and taken care of. These exact thoughts were also picked up by Riot, making it even harder for Kitt to persuade the mischievous PDA now that they knew he secretly liked the thought of riding a PDA.
“Next, just stick your arms in the slots and allow your mask to reconnect to my body. Once everything is in place, you can try to twist and turn all you want, but the only motion you’d be able to make is a humping one~”
“(Ngh… Screw it… You win this time… but I won’t give up… If you see sharing pleasure as a sign of love and care, then so be it. I’ll show you that I really care to change you!)”
“Is that so? Hmm… No signs of hesitation… So you are telling the truth… Perhaps I can be more lenient…”
To test if Kitt really cared and would appease his desires, Riot deactivated the Synolar on Kitt’s neck before the PDA completely forced the cat to lock their limbs into the latex slots, allowing them to move and try to run away if he wished. Riot was ready to reactivate the Synolar if Kitt even dared to lift his foot off his rubber interior. But to his surprise, Kitt stayed true to his word, first holding his cock to insert into Riot’s receptacle before laying down on the puffy latex to insert his hands into Riot’s hands and allowing the tentacles coming from Riot’s neck to connect to his inactive gas mask.
“You really… stayed true to your word…”
“(You shouldn’t force people to love you, to ride you. I would say that nobody told you that, but if I remember correctly, you told me the exact same thing at the end of your recollection of memories. Fine, I’ll ease your desires until you’re ready to tell me the truth, but please, promise me that you won’t lie to me again once we talk, alright?)”
“I– … You’re getting too comfortable. Know your limits.”
“(Oh dear… Ah~! ❤️ You’re impatient, haha… You really went right for my ass? That’s fine… I’ll be patient with you… even if it means I could lose my mind in the process…)”
“Stay quiet.”
Kitt was willing to play along with Riot’s desires if the PDA promised to stop lying about themselves once they were satisfied. However, Riot wasn’t going to give in and obey easily, remaining silent when Kitt returned his own proposition for his obedience. But now that Kitt was inside him, it was time for Riot to indulge, closing his cavity and gradually filling it with red liquid latex. Like all DAs, Riot was able to use his latex to make cocks, tentacles, and suckers, immediately plunging one into Kitt’s ass when the PDA became indecisive about accepting Kitt’s proposition.
The cat quickly braced themselves as each method of stimulation was slowly employed, the first being the latex suit that was slowly forming on their body. Kitt couldn’t see what was happening as Riot had yet to share his sight with him, but he felt how the mass of sentient goo adhered to every crack and crevice of his body. And unlike the wrapping Kitt previously experienced, Riot was not afraid to go for a full-body covering, which included wrapping Kitt’s head in latex and merging the mask with the suit. The covering of the latex on Kitt’s head also crept a few tendrils into his ears, massaging Kitt as slowly took in the aphrodisiac gas he was being supplied with.
“(Ahh… W-what’s wrong now, Riot… Are you having cold feet…)”
“N-no! I’m going to get started now!”
“(You know, why not lend me control of your body so we can please each other more efficiently?)”
“Don’t try tricking me!”
“(It’s not a trick. Soften up, will you? Not everyone looks at you with contempt. Sure, they only keep you around because you are useful because of your modifications, but you’re more than just a tool. You’re a person; a free-willed DA like the rest of them. Trust me, please, and I’ll be with you as you change for the better.)”
As Kitt’s pressure built up uncertainty within him, Riot could only stay silent before fucking Kitt’s ass with one strong pound using a latex cock in retaliation. But Kitt was relatively unfazed, only letting out a small whimper before composing his thoughts amidst the building desire of the aphrodisiac gas he was inhaling before arching his waist and plunging his cock further into Riot’s receptacle which was lined with stimulating bumps and bristles. With their connected senses, Riot gave a slight whimper too before an armor plate located on his crotch opened up, revealing his own cock which slowly erected.
“Why you…”
“(This is what you wanted, right? Come on, let’s play!)”
“You’re such a tease… But since you’re so willing… I’ll bite!”
Setting aside the problems at hand, Kitt's plan to gain Riot’s trust was a slutty one, being to relish in the piloting experience along with the PDA. Kitt thought that by really giving Riot a chance to take care of a pilot after a long time, whether it truly be after years or six months, could finally get the PDA to calm down. The only obstacle in Kitt’s plan was the risk of forgetting about his plan thanks to the aphrodisiac slowly numbing his brain which it was doing at a mild yet noticeable pace. But for now, Kitt focused his efforts on experiencing mutual pleasure with Riot to lower the PDA’s guard down, raising his hips again to start a rhythmic pound against their tight receptacle.
This plan of gaining trust was both an effective method and a pleasurable experience for the two. The pleasure Kitt was feeling from grinding against Riot’s stimulating receptacle was so great that the PDA couldn’t bear it and inevitably gave in and joined the feline’s rhythms. Bit by bit, Riot was unconsciously sharing control of his body with Kitt who finally regained his sense of sight once his sight connected with Riot’s vision. But that was of the least importance as Kitt was pounding away at Riot’s receptacle like an addict while Riot was humping the air as he laid down in the same position he had forced Kitt to take earlier.
Shame and embarrassment slowly brewed inside Riot as he realized how his body was mimicking Kitt’s humping motions. It wasn’t because the act was inherently lewd but the fact such a confident pilot was getting him aroused. All the pilots he had before were too soft and were immediately frightened by Riot’s deviance, allowing the PDA to do whatever they wanted. But with this new experience, Riot realized what he wanted was a confident pilot, similar to the scientist who first rode him. But not just a pilot confident to ride him, but a pilot with the will to stand up to him, a pilot brave enough to correct him, a pilot kind and appreciative enough to help him despite his mistakes.
Riot had finally found said pilot in the form of a green-eyed cat with pink light magic and he couldn’t help but fall in love even more, returning Kitt’s humps with a round of stimulation of his own. Instead of angst, Riot returned Kitt’s favor with an affectionate embrace in the form of several tentacles that suddenly bound Kitt. The cat only realized they were tied up when they could no longer move their waist to hump the tight receptacle, cruelly denied orgasm as they were so close to their peak.
“(So.. horny… ughh… Need… to cum…)”
“Ahh… ahhh! K-Kitt… You’re such a damn slut… How dare you make me hump the air like that… And when did I give you permission to control my body… Mmmphh~! ❤️”
Precum was already leaking again but Kitt couldn’t move a muscle as the tight tentacles restrained him completely. However, Kitt didn’t have to suffer for long as he found his body being controlled again, not by the Synolar but by the several tentacles that bound him. Along with the tentacles, the latex cock in Kitt’s ass was the one to motion Kitt’s waist to start humping again. This time, with the combination of the tight receptacle and the cock pulsing against Kitt’s prostate, Kitt easily burst for the third time tonight, gushing out strand after strand of delicious seed into Riot’s receptacle which began contracting continuously to milk out as much essence as the cat could offer.
“I need… more… more!”
“(G-g-go ahead… H-have as much… f-fun as you want…)”
After getting another taste of Kitt’s nutritious seed, Riot begged for more as he lay on the mattress in ecstasy, letting out robotic moans as he relished Kitt’s orgasm. Riot’s threshold for climax was slightly twice as high as Kitt’s breaking point, needing another shared orgasm to cum as well. That wasn’t an issue, of course, as Riot quickly pumped more concentrated strawberry-smelling aphrodisiac gas into Kitt’s lungs to the point the cat turned cross-eyed and had vigor returned to their deflating rod just seconds after reaching orgasm. Kitt doesn’t know it yet, but he had fallen for the obstacle he dreaded to encounter; losing rationality due to dangerous aphrodisiac intake.
That doesn’t matter for now as sex and mutual pleasure were the only thing the two had in their minds. Continuing with Kitt, Riot made sure to keep his pilot comfortable throughout the draining process, gathering tentacles to rub and massage Kitt’s body, prominently his chest and belly. Playing with Kitt’s nipples also provided two extra points of stimulation which Riot firmly pinched, twisted, and pulled. This additional stimulation was promptly met with labored moans from Kitt, but Riot knew the cat was fine. Besides, they couldn’t think at the moment, and the only thing on their mind was to breed this PDA until they physically couldn’t cum from exhaustion.
“Such a wild cat… Despite everything, he’s still going at it… K-Kitt… Ahh… could you slow down…”
Although Riot loved to play around with his pilots and share mutual pleasure, he too had his limits which he was reaching in the form of his own orgasm. Reaching climax wouldn’t be particularly troublesome for other DAs as it’s a normal reaction when sharing senses with their pilots 1:1. But for Riot, it was particularly detrimental, as somewhere down the line, reaching an orgasm made Riot freeze up, similar to a lagging computer. This glitch is a double-edged sword for Riot as it makes him experience unending bliss as he freezes up, the only movements he can make are occasional twitching and discharge of latex which mimics cum.
On the other hand, Riot’s pilot would enter a similar state of bliss, not in the identical way that the PDA would freeze up but cause the stimulation employed by Riot to repeat endlessly. Meaning that if Riot pounded away at Kitt’s asshole and froze up, the latex cock would keep thrusting until Riot rebooted, usually lasting around four hours. This wouldn’t just include the penetration, but the thirsty sucking of the receptacle, the pinching of the tentacles on Kitt’s nipples, and the continuous administering of the potent aphrodisiac.
Riot was basically teetering on the edge of orgasm, trying his best not to cum and freeze. But thanks to Kitt’s feral lust, even though the PDA was laying completely still on their mattress to minimize stimulation, the pleasure Kitt was subjected to was still causing Riot to leak an imitation of precum. The PDA was in a panic at the moment and didn’t even think about disconnecting the Synolar to cancel the mutual sharing of pleasure. Or maybe Riot was intentionally going to freeze up to get the two of them stuck in an endless loop of bliss.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Kitt… I-I might freeze up and lock you in perpetual stimulation… but… ahh… I’m sure you’ll be fine, right?”
“(Wuwu~… More~… ❤️)”
“Hah, you really trust me this much… I admire your bravery… Alright, I’ll l-listen to you… Thank you for giving me such a wonderful time… But now I’ll… Nghh… Aaahhhhh~!”
As Riot reached his peak, he’d finally renounce his lies and disobedience, willing to truly listen to Kitt and change. Following that parting of trust, Riot finally peaked in tandem with Kitt’s fourth orgasm, red goo spurting like a fountain from Riot’s girthy root, staining the PDA and their bed. Riot’s orgasm even stained the ceiling due to how much the PDA was holding in their climax. But right as Riot was in the middle of cumming his CPU out, the freeze he dreaded swiftly came, causing a warning error to appear in his face before locking completely still.
A progress bar to reboot then popped up on Riot’s face, displaying a four-hour timer correctly. Along with the expected freeze, the looping of stimulation orders also happened, and Kitt was getting rocked back and forth by the latex dildo that endlessly rammed into him. Kitt’s prostate was beaten to a pulp at this point, and his rectum had long experienced anal prolapse. This might seem like a horrible fate for Kitt, but his brain had been turned off by the intense concentration of aphrodisiac, leaving only room for happiness. There was no feelings of exhaustion, fatigue, or soreness. Only a warm, tingling sensation enveloped Kitt as he experienced endless prostate-driven orgasms until morning.
“Yawn… Good morning, Kitt… Wait, Kitt? Hold on, I don’t even remember Kitt returning to the room after he met with Riot. Kitt?! His phone is right here! Gah! Don’t tell me Riot took him!”
Four hours eventually passed until the clock struck 7, the same time Sola usually woke up every day. However, when the slime dragon woke up, the friend they expected to be by their side was missing. Sola immediately thought of the worst outcome and looked at the GPS device associated with the tracking bracelet Kitt wore. The slime dragon was somewhat relieved to see that the signal was located at the Drive Armor warehouse but was stunned when all they arrived at was the bracelet and Kitt’s clothes.
“Waah! Kitt is gone! Riot took Kitt, and he left behind everything I could use to track them down!!!”
The feminine scream of the shocked slime dragon quickly put all the resting DAs on alert before also gathering the attention of the nearby guards. With her findings, Sola immediately reported Kitt missing and presumably taken by Riot, forcing Drac Tech to launch a search party for their missing guest. Meanwhile, while Sola was filled with anxiety after losing Kitt, Riot had finally finished rebooting and immediately scanned Kitt’s vitals for any irregularities.
“Oh… no… Kitt!!!”
It was really to be expected that there would be consequences of being pounded and four hours on end with no breaks along with having your oxygen be replaced with aphrodisiac gas. As once Riot studied Kitt’s health, he found the poor cat starving, dehydrated, and fatigued. Obviously careful of their pilot’s life, Riot immediately pulled Kitt out of his cavity, discovering the cat still trapped in a delusional trance, leaking semen, and ass unable to close yet still trying to pucker from reflex.
“Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap! I messed him up really badly… Uhh… Umm… Water. Food and water. He needs them immediately!!!”
Quickly retrieving a crate with food and water, Riot swiftly removed Kitt’s mask and latex suit before slowly feeding the dizzy cat from a bottle of water. But try as Riot might, Kitt was unresponsive. However, with just a simple splash of water, the crooked smile that was stuck on Kitt’s pleasured face was swiftly wiped off, returning Kitt to reality with an extremely sore body.
After mustering up the courage to give his trust to Kitt, Riot felt that he lost it all after getting Kitt stuck in a loop of endless ass fucks, milking, and nipple pinching. The same thoughts of doubt Riot felt when he roughed up his first pilot returned to him, immediately building uncertainty within the PDA. The thoughts and possibility of Kitt being scared of him for overdoing their time together scared Riot to the core. It wouldn’t have mattered if Riot didn’t want to change, but he wanted to, especially now that he had found the perfect cat to help him reform. The possibility of losing this important opportunity dreaded Riot, including what Drac Tech would do to him if they found out he had kidnapped a fifth cat…
“Kitt… are you… going to leave me…”
“Gulp.. gulp… gulp… Ahh… What? What makes you say that?”
“Are you… scared of me? Are you mad with… what I did to you?”
“Oh, not at all! I can forgive your little kidnapping shtick. And with how you play with my body… I actually… enjoyed it~...”
“You enjoyed it?”
“Riot, here’s something I probably forgot to mention. I am a slut as well… and I have a fascination with gooey creatures… However, your future pilots might not have the same interest and tolerance. Be careful with how rough you’ll treat your pilots, okay?”
“I see… I… I’d like to talk about… bettering myself now… If that’s alright with you.”
“No problem! I mean, that’s what I’m here for, right?”
With Riot’s concerns settled, he breathed a metaphoric sigh of relief, circling around Kitt like a dog before laying down on the bed, recounting their true past and worries. Now at ease with someone he can trust, Riot was able to truly open up about his past. In truth, everything he said before recounting his past was lies. He had already felt safe around Kitt and Sola, two people who he thought knew nothing about him and very little about the world they were in, but was simply unsure if he could truly trust them until he took Kitt to make the cat their own toy pilot.
Instead, Riot found someone he could talk to; someone who wasn’t afraid of him for his past actions. In exchange for forgiving and forgetting, Kitt wanted Riot to swear he’d never repeat his past actions and learn self-control. With a confident conviction, Riot swore it, even repeating it three times for Kitt. And like a caring father, Kitt gave Riot a proud hug before raising his head to look at the PDA and giving them a playful kiss to the snout. There was still a need to prove that Riot wanted to change, and luckily, Kitt was more than willing to help the PDA prove themselves. However, for now, there was still one thing left to treat in both of their hearts, that being lust~ ❤️
“Kitt, I think we should return now. They’re certainly looking for you after I left your clothes behind. They might capture me on sight…”
“Hey, don’t be in such a rush~ I’m sure they won’t mind. By the way, Riot, what’s with the porn on your walls?”
“Oh! Uhh… I… I satisfy myself with those…”
“Why would you need to do that when I’m here~?”
“What?”
“Come on, use me for training~ Show that you have self-restraint and that you’ll only go as far as what your pilot will allow~”
“A-alright then. Should I put a latex suit on you again, or…”
“Just this Synolar and a mask again. Oh, and make sure you don’t reduce the sense-sharing output. I want you to feel good, Riot, I want to… reward you~...”
“Your tone… It has changed…”
“You won’t tell anyone that I’m a slut, right? I’ll let you use me however you like!”
“Are you sure? I’ll really use every inch of you, and I mean it!”
“That’s the spirit! Now, come on, mount me like an animal, use me like your bitch~!”
“Oh~ ❤️ You naughty kitten… You better not regret this!”
After resting a little while until Kitt ate, felt better, and ended his conversation with Riot, the slutty cat had the bright idea to offer themselves as a training tool to the reluctant PDA. That reluctance would be quickly thrown out the window, though, once Kitt began groping Riot’s belly, eventually landing his paw on the half-erect dino cock that Riot forgot to cover up. And with no shame, Kitt surprised Riot by flipping him to his back, sitting on their tail for stability, and grabbing onto the PDA’s member with both of his greedy hands which quickly started caressing.
“H-hold on, I’m not ready yet! (I can’t believe I’m being violated by a cat who is much smaller than me!)”
“What’s that, Riot? I wouldn’t use the word ‘violate’... That’s a bit mean. I think I’d use the word, ‘help’, instead~”
“Ah! We share our minds so you also know what I’m thinking about!”
“Now, let me taste it!”
Kitt completely flipped the script as he shallowed almost the entirety of Riot’s length in one go, being the enthusiastic bottom for the frightened PDA. And unfortunately, there was no resisting the cat’s expertly performed blowjob which also made Kitt feel like he was giving himself head as well. Yet the phantom sensation of his own tongue sucking him off did not cause Kitt’s concentration to waver. The robotic moans and the lewd sound of wet, up-and-down sucking gave the silent cave a sensual atmosphere, not to mention Kitt’s own grunting as he did his best to fit the entire meat in his mouth.
And somehow, some way, Kitt swallowed the entire length of Riot’s cock, absolutely bewildering the PDA, not just by Kitt’s tenacity but by how he was able to resist his gag reflex. Perhaps the last one wouldn’t come as a surprise as Kitt has had many tentacles in his throat in the past, but it was impressive nonetheless. And after proving himself as more than a capable whore, Kitt wanted to finally taste whatever would come out once Riot came. But Riot pleaded against Kitt doing so, afraid he’d glitch and freeze up again. To supplement Riot’s risk of glitching, Kitt offered to take in 75% of the PDA’s pleasure to allow Riot to experience cumming without freezing.
Riot had no idea if Kitt’s plan would work, but the PDA did the necessary tuning, giving Kitt a 75% increase in sensitivity to touch. Kitt immediately tested it out by pulling a nipple, only to feel like he almost came using his chest. It indeed worked, and since Kitt’s mind is used to turning into a paste, he happily proclaimed himself as an electric surge protector but for pleasure. To Kitt, it didn’t matter if he went dumb and started drooling. He only wanted Riot to have fun with his body, even if it meant turning into a stupid little kitten~
“Erm… Now what?”
“What do you mean? Can’t think of anything to do with me?”
“Not really. I’m a bit conscious now about what I want to do with you or my future pilots.”
“Then how about this? Give me a latex suit again and once you have, do as I say and make modifications.”
“Alright, just stay still… and… There! Now what?”
“So good~... Oh! Right! Hmm… If I remember correctly… Riot, can you block my urethra with your goo? And also, a ton of belts for my arms and legs~”
“I-I can do all of those, but why? Don’t tell me you want to make that kind of suit…”
“I don’t know~... Why don’t we find out~?”
“Isn’t that a bit unpleasant? Not that I've been tied up before.”
“I'll be fine! If they catch us in the middle of this little activity, I'll make sure to clear your name. Now, your toy cat is waiting~!
“I see… But man… Aren’t you such a slut?”
With a little bit of persuasion, Kitt convinced Riot to turn his ordinary latex suit into a full bondage one. The transformation was so sudden in fact that Kitt immediately fell onto the bed when his arms and legs were tied.
“Are you sure you’re fine with being unable to move?”
“Yeah, I’m fine! Now, would you kindly give me a mask and tank as well?”
“Ehh? All of these tools? Kitt, are you alright? For such a sweet cat, you’re awfully… versed in… err… bondage…”
“And? You know a thing or two as well~”
“I-I mean, it’s hard to believe that someone like you would like these things!”
“But I do, so…”
Riot could have never anticipated that behind a sweet, honest, and understanding cat was a bondage-loving slut who was begging him to use them. The PDA could only wonder what kind of friends Kitt has and the shenanigans he would be up to back in their world as their goo formed the parts requested, eventually finishing up with Kitt in shiny red bondage gear, once again fitted with a gas mask to supply aphrodisiac but now with a chastity bulge to deny Kitt orgasm, feeding into the cat’s secretly masochistic desires.
“Kitt? Are you still good? You should be using the Synolar for communication now.”
“Mmmh~! ❤️(Wonderful job, Riot! You’ve really made my dreams come true. Now, use me to your heart’s content~ Don’t be afraid to go all out!)”
“Umm… But what if I go too far?”
“(I can take it, don’t worry~ I’m ready to be your toy, Riot!)”
“A-Alright, I’ll start simple, as I don’t want to hurt you.”
“(If you wish to start easy, then no problem! But I expect to be worn out by the end, mhm~?)”
“Your lust knows no bounds… but so does the kindness of your heart~”
“(Aww… You’re going to make me cry with your praise before your cock!)”
It took a moment to get over how wildly contrasting Kitt’s kindness and kinks were as it was really unbelievable that someone like Kitt would be into something hardcore like bondage. Nevertheless, Riot was more than happy to oblige and fulfill Kitt’s wishes, picking the bound cat up before sitting down and resting them on their chest before slowly inching their nullge against their dino cock.
“(Are you sitting me on your belly and pressing my crotch towards your dick? Sorry, the mask is getting foggy already.)”
“Yup? But yeah, we’ll start easy…”
“(This is so damn exciting… But I can’t even straighten my cock, haha…”
“Now, are you ready? In three, two–”
“Mmmphh~!!! ❤️(Y-you bastard! You fucked me before you finished the countdown!)”
Still having that mischievous side of his, Riot started with a simple penetration which was to drop Kitt on his erection, only to trick the cat with an early countdown. But aside from the surprise, Kitt didn’t complain much, relishing in the torture that is orgasm denial, all the while his mind filled with desire as he inhaled Riot’s aphrodisiac gas. Returning to the play at hand, Riot eased in his insertion into the slutty cat, slowly raising and lowering them on their length while pleasured moans resounded from the muffling mask.
Riot would immediately know when to stop by monitoring Kitt’s thoughts for any panic but the PDA was once again stunned when all Kitt could relay back to him was words of satisfaction and encouragement. Once the entire girth of Riot’s cock fit inside Kitt’s ass, a sizable bulge formed on the cat’s abdomen which the PDA curiously felt. Kitt would have also loved to feel the giant bulge on his abdomen if it wasn’t for his hands being tied to his back with belts. Nevertheless, Kitt was having the time of his life, tearing up with a crooked smile as the Riot held him by the waist and made the cat ride his shaft/
Riot quickly built up an orgasm as Kitt’s rectum milked his cock like a tight pussy, but he was conscious about cumming inside of the cat. Moving on from Kitt’s calm enjoyment of the thick dino member in his ass, Riot slowly lifted Kitt up from his dick, feeling the cat twitch every time an inch of the dino meat exited their body. And from the aftermath, Kitt was once again having an anal prolapse while Riot panted hoarsely as he had pulled out of Kitt just one bounce before he would have exploded.
“Phew… What next, Kitt?”
“(Huff… huff… Miss… your cock… Let me taste… please…)”
“The aphrodisiac has really messed with you, eh? But your wish is my command~”
It didn’t take long for Kitt’s thinking to degrade further once the aphrodisiac gas was in his system, having a happy, yet blank expression as Riot held the cat’s chin, guiding it down to his crotch before giving a new hole on the mask, courtesy of the tentacle in Kitt’s mouth expanding. A vibrant wet hole quickly shaped itself in Kitt’s short maw, dripping with lubricant as it undulated in the feline’s mouth, mimicking the sucking movements of a milking machine. Riot would once again ease his length in as he inserted it into Kitt’s mouth but was immediately gasping for imaginary air after just inserting a third of his dick into the milking maw.
“H-holy shit, Kitt, I-I want to cum so badly… I can’t hold it… anymore… Kitt? Damn, he’s really gone dumb… His face is so fuckable…”
Riot turning Kitt’s mouth into a bumpy milking maw was probably the best thing he had done so far as the sensation of it caressing and squeezing just the tip of his cock was addicting. The high of being jerked off by the maw was quickly reached after just thirty seconds of letting his cock settle. And with this, without even sticking his entire length into the cat’s mouth, Riot finally climaxed, filling Kitt’s mouth with red latex before pulling out early, unable to bear further stimulation. After cumming in Kitt’s mouth, Riot suddenly remembered that his latex wasn’t really fit for consumption in large quantities.
Luckily, before Kitt could gulp any of it down for real, the tentacle that acted as a tube in Kitt’s mouth closed, making him gag and cough red latex right back at Riot’s face. Now with Kitt unable to drink Riot’s load on accident, the PDA reached for their toy again, dick still hard and energetic, and eased it into Kitt’s maw once more. It was hard for Riot to take it slow thanks to the hollow tentacle in Kitt’s mouth retaining a rapid milking motion, finding himself torn between sticking his entire manhood in again or just teasing a third of it. Luckily, Riot was quick to make up his mind, grabbing both of Kitt’s ears tightly and humped the cat’s head in one strong go that they kissed his base in an instant~
“Ngaaah~! Y-yeah! Th-this is amazing!”
“Mmmm… (Hah… hah… mmm… mmm… So… t-tasty! ❤️)”
With his entire girth in Kitt’s throat, Riot was finally hooked on the addicting feeling of Kitt’s wonderful blowjob, holding the cat’s head and repeatedly humping it; giant legs crossed around Kitt’s back and violating his mouth to no end. Kitt kissed Riot’s base every time he was forced to swallow the PDA’s manhood, being treated with almost twice the pleasure Riot was feeling as the PDA went crazy in his mouth. Lubricant flicked and leaked all over the two as Riot renovated Kitt’s throat yet no matter how smooth and stimulating the cat’s mouth was, Riot safely enjoyed the blow job, letting go of his worries of glitching and relishing every single hump~
“G-god! You’re so damn tight! H-hold on… I’m n-near… again… huff… huff… Ngah!!!… Phew… I should switch to lube…”
“Mmm… (B-breed me… p-please…)”
“Kitt… a-are you even okay after that… that was so… huff… intense… A machine is literally gasping for air they don’t need from how tough that was…”
“(Let go… of your worries… Go all out, Riot…)”
“You’re such a slut! But if that’s your wish… I’ll turn you into a cocksleeve… You wanted this~”
After pulling out of Kitt’s milking maw, Riot prepared himself for the final stretch, kissing Kitt’s forehead before carrying the cat and positioning them under his belly and very close to his crotch. Then, Riot applied extra latex onto Kitt’s body which he then manipulated into imitation of leather straps, tying Kitt onto the bottom of the PDA. To end the preparation, Riot makes Kitt’s latex suit creep into the cat’s asshole, acting as an anal dilator to keep Kitt’s asshole permanently open.
“You ready, Kitt? There’s no going back~!”
“Mmm! (D-Do it!)”
“So brave… But let’s test how strong that will of yours is~”
With Kitt’s enthusiastic consent, Riot went inside the cat again, this time having turned them into a breeding cocksleeve. It started off slow with a gentle pace; Riot’s hips humping periodically as Kitt was rocked back and forth. There wasn’t much Kitt could do in his new position, but Riot made sure to share his vision with Kitt so at least the cat wouldn’t get bored from just staring at the wall. Riot would only share his vision with Kitt, though, leaving the cat with a disembodied feeling as their body continued to be used like a condom.
To refresh some intricacies, the pleasure Kitt experiences as Riot toys with him as a cocksleeve is increased to almost twice the stimulation, reflected by Kitt’s constant twitching and moaning every time Riot goes in. Kitt’s nullge was also growing in size as his eggs produced sperm that could not be used, inflating it to almost twice its size. A shiny rubbery nullge with a white padlock made sure Kitt couldn’t cum, not for punishment but my choice. The high of almost cumming but not quite was unbelievably addicting, even more so when Riot first humped Kitt in quick succession.
“Nghh… We’re gonna be like this for a while… Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you this time. I won’t let you starve or get thirsty again. Now, make me some wonderful music, Kitt~”
Like what Riot had missed experiencing before, he wanted Kitt’s raw reaction, this time as a cocksleeve. To do that, Riot melted away Kitt’s mask but not before pumping obscene amounts of aphrodisiac gas into Kitt’s gas to the point that the cat snorted out red smoke when the covering was finally removed. Immediately afterwards, Kitt drooled with a blank smile, only able to twitch and moan every time Riot went in. But all those previous insertions were medium-paced at best, and now Kitt was going to experience one with full speed and vigor.
With his dizzy mind and vision, the last thing Kitt would see through Riot’s eyes was the PDA bracing themselves against the wall before having his original body fucked like a wild animal. The instant Riot started his intense ass fucks, Kitt moaned his mind out, loudly grunting from every thrust. And from the rough copulation, Kitt’s heart rate skyrocketed from excitement, sweating profusely while Riot also worked up a metaphorical sweat as he bred the slutty cat to no end.
The breeding was so rough that Kitt’s prostate, after being struck so many times in quick succession, reached orgasm despite the blockages. Through sheer force and desire to ejaculate, Kitt’s vas deferens and urethra expanded with so much semen and sperm that the latex that blocked the reproductive organs was ignored, allowing the fluids to leak out of Kitt’s crushed erection. However, it wasn’t a full orgasm, and Kitt was still on the brink of insanity as Riot continued to hump the wall, moaning desperately in drooling in excess, all to vent his desires in any way possible.
And with a sadistic smile, Riot relished in Kitt’s struggles, timing his own orgasm with a strong pound, piercing Kitt’s colon and inflating the cat. Somehow, Kitt was not in pain from how far the dino cock went inside of him and continued to moan in bliss, eventually dying down when Riot imparted a generous amount of latex into Kitt’s ass, visibly enlarging the cat’s abdomen as the PDA collapsed on the bed from pleasure.
“Huff… huff… Kitt’s stamina… is unbelievable… I can barely recognize a coherent thought inside of him, but he’s begging for more! What kind of demonic entity of lust has possessed Kitt to act this way?!”
Riot was the first to give in despite his position as Kitt’s top while Kitt began muttering and meowing while still having the energy to go further. The PDA wanted to rest, but after taking pity on Kitt’s slutty desires, they stood up again, placed their claws against the wall, and restarted another session of lovely copulation. Both Kitt and Riot’s minds were filled with love and affection for each other; Kitt for just general enjoyment of the bondage and chastity and Riot for Kitt’s bravery to go this far.
An hour eventually passed, but to them, it felt like it had only been minutes since Riot mounted Kitt under him as a cocksleeve. Thinking was already out the window for Kitt, and Riot was going to join the cat soon enough. Despite the precautions of sharing most of his pleasure to Kitt’s mind, Riot inevitably experienced glitching, showing itself first as a lapse of memory before devolving into frequent pauses. But Riot was slowly losing his grip as well, and on his next orgasm, his CPU had overloaded again, sending him to a second state of rebooting.
And unlike the previous 4-hour reboot time, the time needed for Riot’s second refresh tripled, now needing 12 hours to complete. The current now was 12PM, meaning that if Kitt somehow survived this relentless breeding, he’d be free by midnight. But that was still wishful thinking, and there is a possibility that Riot’s reboot time could extend thanks to humping Kitt nonstop. So if Kitt wanted to free himself, the only way to do so was from an intervention of a third party. However, Kitt himself didn’t really want the breeding to stop and even rocking his body in unison with Riot’s thrusts.
Nevertheless, Kitt and Riot had an intimate experience that was hard to top. Giving your vastly larger partner the permission to turn you into a breeding cock sleeve would require an immeasurable amount of trust to even consider. Yet Kitt was here giving said permission to someone he hadn’t even known for an entire day. Of course, Kitt wasn’t just a normal cat, he was a slut, a kind slut, a kind slut who was willing to explore any play that interested him, even if he wouldn’t even be able to think in the middle of it.
Seven Days Later…
“Nggaah! There we go! Now, if I tracked it correctly, my slime-made lightning gun should be here along with Riot, but what kind of cave is covered by a metal plate?! Gah! Kitt! Is that you?! A-And Riot! What are you two doing?!”
“Wooo~ ❤️ Harder… harder!!! You’re doing wonderful! I’ll even meow for you! Meow, meow!”
“I-I can’t anymore, Kitt… I’m too exhausted… Your libido… Needs to be studied…”
“Waaah! You can’t stop now! I was enjoying it!”
“Kitt, you’ve drained my latex supply… I need to go back to base to refill…”
“Nonsense! Use your lubricant!”
“I already used them up too… for today and yesterday…”
“What… the… hell!!!”
Luckily for Kitt, Riot’s reboot was only extended by two hours, allowing them to eventually rest. But even though Riot was plenty satisfied with his time with Kitt, the cat insisted they continued for a little longer. That was six days ago, and Kitt and Riot were still in the cave, mating away before Sola, after taking an embarrassingly long time to realize she could have found Riot’s location by tracking the lightning gun made of her slime inside the PDA’s body, found the two. Sola would have exploded with rage if she saw Riot taking advantage of Kitt as she instead found Kitt begging the Riot to go further until the PDA was too exhausted to continue, collapsing right on top of the now pouting cat.
“Kitt… What the hell is this…”
“S-Sola? You found us!”
“Explain! What did Riot do to you! Why were you having sex with him?!”
“It’s not what it looks like! I-I wanted this! See? He’s the tired one, and I’m not in danger!”
“But why didn’t you come back to tell me you were doing this with him?!”
“Because you wouldn’t approve?”
“You’re right I wouldn’t! You’re coming home with me, right now!”
“No!!! I want more dinosaur cock! You can’t take me home! It’s too early!”
“You were gone for a week, and everyone was worried sick about you! You have lots of explaining to do, especially to Nova!!!”
After being a naughty kitten and staying with Riot in his cave without telling Sola, Kitt was immediately dragged back to Glaciation-19 along with his friend, both by the tail and by force. Sola manhandled the two sluts, presenting them both still naked and aroused in front of the research base director who had guards that were ready to terminate Riot for stepping out of line for the fifth time. But thanks to Kitt, Riot’s name was cleared, and the cat brought up his time with the PDA and proposed to give them another chance of piloting.
Obviously, nobody believed Riot could change, especially with everything he had done but Kitt proved them wrong by bravely riding and ordering the PDA right in front of them. To everyone’s surprise, Riot calmly sat down and behaved as Kitt demanded without employing any stimulation until he allowed it. This was still weak evidence to prove Riot’s desire to change, but it was still proof nonetheless. But for now, Kitt had to go home and explain himself to his friends and family, promising to come back to Glaciation-19 to help Riot become trusted again.
Thankfully, Kitt quickly returned the day after to help Riot again, this time mustering up the courage to participate in a Lumivex hunting mission so that Riot’s self-control could be observed hands on. And to their surprise, the hunters and PDAs that joined Riot vouched for the reforming PDA’s behavior, stunning the other employees who still didn’t believe him. By the end of the day, Riot’s confidence and trust in the people of Glaciation-19 was restored, and seeing his work done, Kitt waved goodbye to the once troubled PDA, promising to visit again sometime in the future.
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“Hello? Might you know a certain PDA around here? His codename is R-107. Over there by the lake? Ah, thank you.”
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“He was really nice, and we did lots of kinky things~ You’re jealous? Hah! You should be!”
“Hey there, you must be R-107, right?”
“Hmm? What is it, scientist– N-no… Y-you are~”
“I’m… sorry… I shouldn’t have left you… I should have stayed. I should have been braver for you…”
“Milo!!!”
“Woah! Oof! Ahh… Riot…”
“I missed you, I missed you, I missed you so much!! For years, I’ve waited for you to come back!!!”
“I’m sorry, I was scared… but looking back… I was wrong to leave you…”
“No, no, no, no, no, no! You had every right to be scared! You had every right to leave! It was my fault… I was too obsessed with you… I’m sure you’ve heard what I’ve done when you left… I was… horrible…”
“But they’ve also told you about how you’ve changed… I should be ashamed to even show you my face, so before I go, I want you to know that I’m proud of how much you’ve grown.”
“You’re leaving already?!”
“You must hate me for leaving you. Why should I stay after abandoning someone who saw me as their only joy in life? I just wanted to say sorry, that’s all.”
“No, please stay! I forgive you! I was in the wrong, believe me!”
“Y-you… forgive me?”
“Yes! I forgive you! You weren’t the one at fault! I was the one who acted out of line! I shouldn’t have been so clingy, shouldn’t have been so obsessed with you! I should have let you do your own thing, I should have respected our boundaries…”
“Riot…”
“Sniff… Yes…”
“Chin up and smile. Now, Since you’ll forgive me then here, I’ll stay with you here now. My work at other research bases is finished, so I went back here to my roots. I missed the chilly winter mornings of this place, and I missed drinking coffee with you, even if you drink from a bucket. But most importantly, for why I’m here… I missed you, and I want to fix up things with you…”
“Waaaah!!! I missed you too!!!”
In the end, Milo, the same blue-eyed gray cat scientist that Riot looked up to returned, wanting to make things right with the PDA he left behind. It was a rough start for the two; Riot and gaining the trust of Glaciation-19 again and Milo wanting to make it up to Riot for all the years he had left him. But Riot, taking his lessons from Kitt, forgave Milo and his understandable departure, just wanting to be closer to the first person who loved him again, now with the knowledge and consciousness to rest the scientist’s boundaries which didn’t have before.
“N-Nova, don’t do this…”
“Who is the slutty master who once again used their manhood as their brain?”
“Stay away…”
“Who is the slutty master who once again let their dick guide their actions?”
“No…”
“Who is the slutty master who will once again be neutered for their selfishness and stupidity?
“No!!!”
“You slutty cat! I’m taking your toy for a month!”
“Gaaah! Get your slime off my crotch! Noo! My cock! You’ve taken it away!”
“This should teach you a lesson… Now, get up, shower, and go to work! I had to do your job for the entire week you were gone!!!”
Glaciation-19 的内部结构与 Drac Tech 的雨林基地大致相同,但明显的区别是缺乏用于 DA 及其各自部件的巨大存储区域。 Glaciation-19 中只有少数 DA 驻扎,因此不需要相当大的存储区域,因为 DA 被安置在外面一个较小的仓库中。 相反,该区域已变成一个舒适的休息室,到处都有加热器和咖啡机。 过了休息室就是另一个出口,Drac Tech 科学家带领 Kitt 和 Sola 通过,到达存放 DA 及其零件的仓库。