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Dr. Horne's knees immediately buckled as he flipped the machine on, letting out an involuntary yelp as his body was suddenly bombarded with a wave of ecstasy. The vibrator worked as intended, with Subject #0130 locked securely inside, but Dr. Horne had never used such a device before and the results were surprising to say the least. 

His hand slammed against the wall of his laboratory to keep himself from collapsing completely as his legs continued to tremble. He could barely form thoughts, let alone the call for help he was attempting to make. All that escaped his throat were whines and moans as the machine worked its magic against his prostate, leaving him an absolute mess as all he could do was focus on keeping himself off the ground and not slipping in the puddle of precum he was quickly forming beneath him.

Subject #0130 was having a far different experience, however. There was an air of anxiety with watching the Doctor's ass slowly consume him, like a gaping maw swallowing it prey, but so long as it would yield good results, the tiny was more than happy to participate. Their world shifted from the cold steel of the laboratory to the warm, fleshy walls of Dr. Horne's insides, #0130 slipping easily inside thanks to the lubricant Dr. Horne had applied ahead of time. 

The second the vibrator turned on, however, the anxiety transformed quickly into full blown panic as their world was suddenly awash with heavy vibrations on all sides. It was like being at the epicenter of an earthquake, with the tiny gripping onto the walls for dear life as the vibrator shook them to their very core. They could swear they felt their very cells shaking, but the panic they felt was quickly turned towards the toy they were locked inside. 

While they'd been assured by Dr. Horne that the vibrator was completely safe, he may not have calculated just how viscerally he was going to react to the stimulation. The walls around #0130 clenched instantly, squeezing around the small pod they were trapped within as they were assaulted by these vibrations. The plastic walls around the subject creaked as Dr. Horne's ass attempted to squeeze it til it popped, causing the tiny's heart to beat in rhythm with the vibrations around them.

They could only hope their pod would last until Dr. Horne could get a hold of himself.......