Squeak's eyes are wide, as is often the case when he has been given override codes and he lopes along at a lazy pace, following Frostbyte's directions completely.
Ataxia walks along easily, her rubberized teeth holding in the ball gag tightly, her slender muzzle held open wide as she breathes thickly through her nose instead. Little lines of latex spittle drip down either side of her muzzle.
Frostbyte pulls on Squeaks reins gingerly before stepping off of him and standing beside. "Heel, Squeak." He winds Ataxia closer, and closer, by that leash, finally licking lewdly over the gag in her mouth. "I think it's time I had another medical examination, Ataxia, don't you think...?"
Ataxia seems to smile a little brighter, but all she can manage is a murmured babble of sorts, drawing in closer, her heels clicking on the ground. Her muzzle is offered forward, her stance mostly straight except the licking bobs her head just a little with it. Eventually, she nods, her tail starting to wag, easily since its latex and low wind resistance.
Frostbyte holds Ataxia's tail at the base to keep her hips up and legs straight as he pulls her down, down with that leash, until she's bent over sharp at the hips. A flick of the switch and the gag deflates and pops out. "I've taken the liberty of setting Squeak up for your memetic activation today. Please hold perfectly still, Ataxia."
Squeak keeps by Frostbyte's side, perhaps half a step back and watches all of this, his look still just a little dazed.
You say, "Squeak, if you would be so kind to stand on your hind legs in front of Ataxia, with your cock out and pointing right in her face?"
Squeak raises up, a little wobbly at first while his weight settles and he finds the right point of balance. Once he's on steady footing, the rubber tiger unsheathes in his usual manner, with mechanical quickness and precision. He squeeeaks and moves towards Ataxia, one careful step at a time until he is positioned as requested.
Ataxia's hips seem to rise a little higher, though her boots remain firmly planted on the ground. She lowers easily, her head hanging, her arms as well, though her head levels itself to look forward. She gasps in through her maw as the gag finally deflates, her maw slowly closing, fairly dripping with collected latex salviva. She seems to smile brighter as she says, "Thank you, Master Frostbyte!" she coos happily, her tail wagging side to side. Her lips rest a little apart for Squeak, her shoulders shrugging out lightly, her hands reaching up to grasp at his side for both her and his balance's sake, held in precision as well as the cock nears her.
Frostbyte begins to quite aggressively stroke Squeak off, his hand crackling with his taspfield, every caress an ecstasy. This is going for speed more than anything else, as he's not particularly concerned about making sure Squeak has a spectacular time.
Squeak squeeeeeeaks excitedly, setting rocking back and forth to the limits of his ability to balance on two legs. He dribbles clear latex from then end of the hard rubber cock and a light sheen of the stuff begins to appear on his body as well.
Ataxia's hands simply hold, her lips right forward, her head almost perfect balanced and still, to the extent to which the toy jaql is capable of keeping herself at this attention. Her lips part further, her rubber teeth touching, totally harmless to the similarly latex covered cock before her. Her eyes watch endlessly forward as hips bounce towards her face, her tail slowing, but curling and thumping on her hip instead.
Frostbyte continues his labors for about a minute, before gently taking Ataxia's face in hand and guiding her back a half foot or so. When Squeak erupts, he guides the cock with machined precision, the spurts hitting Just So as to send Ataxia in to 'deep cover' as the Toy Nurse.
Squeak squeeeeeeaks as he jets white liquid rubber! The toy's programming keeps him still and balance throughout this process, though a look at his eyes would certainly show all normal conscious processing had faded off in to the background.
Ataxia certainly holds still for all of it, even as she's spurted into! She's quite well balanced through it all, too, through programming very similar to what Squeak has, surely. Still, she's also programmed to swallow it all rather than hold *perfectly* still, as might otherwise be interpreted. She's a good toy that way, adaptive to the situation and needs in that way! Her eyes remain lenses, so they look the same always, but her lips draw a little forward with her swallows, and the changes they bring.
Frostbyte smiles and pats Squeak firmly on the ears. "Good boy. Down now." He quietly hooks a finger through a connector on Ataxia's spinal jack and pulls her back upright, looking her right in the eye. "Nurse Ataxia?"
Squeak drops back down to all fours with a squeak! His eyes start to show a bit more of his usual active curiosity and he begins watching the interaction between the two of you carefully.
Ataxia's easily brought back up right, her tail lashing happily still. "Yes Doctor Frostbyte, how may I help you?" she asks with a happy wag and a bit of a good natured looking rubber toothed grin.