Urban Oddballs: Masked Toys
Note: CDG= Custom. Desire. Girl
Edited by Thegreat_pretender
"Gaxi Girl, are you awake?" Shawky asked, sitting on the edge of the little woman's bed.
"Hmm, yeah Shawky, what's up?" Gaxi yawned, looking up at her roommate with blurry vision as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
"Don't worry, no one's here yet," Shawky assured her as she tapped her fingernails against a black book. Gaxi squinted at it, adjusting her eyes to the early morning light.
"What's that, Shawky?"
"Well the weirdness surrounding Annry got me thinking. I haven't been completely honest with you."
"What do you mean, Shawky?" Gaxi asked, confused.
"Well, I'm more like you than I originally let on," Shawky said, before opening the book to point at a picture of a woman with long blue hair and a bewildered face. "I'm a Custom Desire Girl, or more commonly known as, a CDG."
"What's that, Shawky?" Gaxi asked, concerned as to what the arrangement of constants could spell for her dear friend.
"Well, let's just say I too was made for the purpose of pleasing others, and this right here was me."
"You cut your hair!" Gaxi said, looking on in star struck amazement at the photo of Shawky sporting girlish twin pigtails. Shawky giggled.
"Yes, yes, I cut my hair. Though that and, well, what you've seen me do, is a part of me expressing my individuality. But much like you, I have a chip in my body."
Shawky turned, her back facing Gaxi as she pointed to the bump at the bottom of her neck that was tattooed in an abundance of ornate swirls and foliage.
"No offense, but I'm not really sure how Miblins work. Though from watching you the rules seem to be the same," she teased Gaxi, booping her on the nose. "However, from my experience when a CDG is 'grown', I guess, there's a 95% chance that they'll gain enough knowledge through personal interactions with the world to become a real person, and not a meat puppet that fulfills sexual desires.
Gaxi listened, hanging onto Shawky's every word.
"But he'd this, Gaxi Girl. From my research people like us who were objects for sexual release can lose themselves and be put back there. This is why I've given you protection as well as myself, because even though I am reformed my chip can be reactivated at any time, and a code can be entered that resets me to the 'factory default' as it was. After that, there's no coming back..."
Shawky continued, her eyes fixed onto Gaxi's with great warning.
"So for me, all of my memories would be gone, my contract would be voided so both Bizzy and my abilities would vanish, my hair would grow back, and I would just be an empty headed, pot-bound teen. I would go back to wearing pink school girl clothes and silly animal backpacks. Then one of these assholes on the street will pick me up and program me to call him 'daddy."
She shuddered at the mention of the word.
"So I tell you this to say be careful, because I can imagine you have shared similar horrors and don't wish to return to them, right?"
Gaxi, now frightened, nodded.
"I didn't think so, Gaxi Girl, now go back to sleep. There's a big day ahead of us.
***
Annry sat back in her easy chair, tapping the headset in her ear and turning off the device.
"Well now, I didn't know that...bugging her house sure did prove useful, let's try searching for a pregnant CDG in their database," she said to herself, typing away on her computer while taking a brief respite to sip her coffee. She soon stumbled across something.
"Okay, so here we go. Her real name was Shawna, and her primary functions were to serve her master who had a pregnancy fetish. Her womb was rented for those who needed a surrogate, so she's a fuck balloon and a baby factory. Alright..."
Annry browsed through the rest of Shawky's documented history, sipping her coffee all the while.
"Okay, so she did have a systems check phrase. Though I doubt that's going to work on her since she's reformed, and that protection she mentioned isn't going to help things either. Let's see..."
Annry logged on to her favorite search engine 'Gobble' and typed 'How to bypass protection spells on recall chips'.
***
Later that day, the party made their way to the park to deal with a disturbance they marked on "Quest Me."
"Okay, so where is this gargoyle dude, Gaxi?" Annry asked, looking over Gaxi's shoulder as the party walked into the park.
"Um, it says that he was causing trouble near the "Maiden of Glory" statue. Oh, I guess that's..."
Before them a gargoyle in shabby clothes was humping the female statue, while onlookers pointed and laughed.
"Well, he's having a good time. Though perhaps we should have taken the other goose mission that was posted today," Shawky said, rubbing her belly.
"Hey grandad, can you stop desecrating the statue please?" Zeba asked, a bit disgusted by the old gargoyle's vile display.
"Ehhh, shut up lamb chop, you're next," he said, shaking his fist.
"You dirty bastard! Annry, shoot 'em!"
"Um, I don't think arrows are going to work...but okay, I guess?" Annry said, readying her arrow and firing. The arrow made contact with the old gargoyle, but bounced off his stone hard skin.
"Ehh, little mouse bitch I'm gonna fuck you next!" The gargoyle yelled, before going into a coughing fit and wheezing for a few minutes.
"Maybe we can lure him about with prunes or something?" Gaxi asked, scratching her head in thought.
"A granny smith apple, my favorite after-fuck snack!" the gargoyle mumbled, swooping down to grab Gaxi.
"Oh no, Gaxi Girl!" Shawky yelled as the old guy flew off with her.
"Well shit, I guess I'm useless in this situation," Annry said, looking up at the gargoyle circling overhead.
"He's gumming at my hair, someone do something!" Gaxi cried, drool running down her face.
"Oh no, she just washed her hair! Okay, this has gone on far enough!" Shawky yelled, grabbing her belly, and shooting out nine willow-o-wisps. They materialized into skeletal woodpeckers, which took off and attacked the gargoyle by pecking at his hard flesh.
"Ahh damn pigeons, trying to make me lose my noisy apple, quit it!" He grumbled, the undead birds throwing him off balance. "No, no, no!"
He yelled out as he began to fall to the ground.
"Ahhh!" Gaxi cried as the gargoyle lost his grip on her.
"I got her!" Annry said, shooting an arrow at Gaxi. The arrow exploded into a net that wrapped around her and lodged itself into a tree.
"Whew, that was close," Shawky sighed, her woodpeckers returning to her.
"Yeah nice save Annry, but what do we do with him?" Gaxi asked. The party looked at the grandpa gargoyle as he lay on the pavement, unconscious.
"Well girls picture time, I guess," Annry shrugged, helping Gaxi down from the tree. Zeba prepared the camera as everyone gathered around the unconscious senior.
"Cheese everyone!"
The group smiled as the shot was taken, Gaxi putting her fingers behind her head and imitating rabbit ears.
Soon after, the group left the park and made their way to a diner across the street. Annry followed behind everyone else, checking her phone to see if the money had been transferred yet. She took a moment to look up from her phone and stare in disgust at Gaxi's fat gelatinous ass shifting up and down in her grey boy shorts as she walked.
'Why does everything she wear turn into a thong
?' Annry thought, glaring at the garment wedged in between the massive cheeks of cellulite riddled flesh.
Entering the diner the group took a seat in a booth while they waited to be served. Annry scrolled through her phone.
"Okay, so it's still rather early in the day, are we doing another one or are we calling it a wrap?" She asked, yawning.
"I mean I'm free, my bro doesn't have to go to work until tonight so I have a sitter for the rest of the day," Zeba shrugged.
"Wow, you have a brother?!" Gaxi squealed, most excited to learn more about her friend.
"Oh, I've never mentioned him? Well while I'm out with ya'll he watches my babies," Zeba replied.
"How old are your children, Zeba?" Annry asked, a cold demeanor washing over her face.
"Oh, um, they're all 18!"
Everyone's eyes widened.
"Wait, so they're a year younger than Shawky and I?" Annry questioned, raising a brow.
"Well yeah, ya'll are nineteen. I guess it might sound odd, but, um...they aren't like me..."
"What do you mean?" Gaxi asked, her eyes aglow with childish innocence.
"Oh, well since this is a different age now you girls wouldn't know. Animal girls like myself were raised to breed offspring with plush bodies and little brains. This worked all too well for my babies, so they need to be tended to when I'm away," Zeba explained.
"Oh Zeba, I'm sorry, but at least they're happy, right?
"So, is your brother the father?" Annry questioned.
"That's a bit private, don't you think Annry Girl?" Shawky protested, waving the waitress over to take their order.
"No, no its fine, incest has always been a common practice among all bestial peoples, and to answer your question, yes he is, though we aren't married." Zeba said, waving off Shawky's protest. Annry nodded
"Yeah, I figured, my parents are mother and son."
"Is your dad hot?" Gaxi giggled.
"Yeah which is why I fucked him and gave him two daughters," Annry replied.
"Woah Annry Girl, I didn't know you were a mom!" Shawky clapped. "What are their names?"
"I'm not and I don't care," Annry said, scowling at her. Gaxi's smile morphed into a frown.
"What do you mean Annry?"
Annry brushed her silver hair back away from her brown face.
