EM Ch.11 (Teaser 5) (Patreon)

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Here is the sweet sweet juice that we all enjoy so much!
The sinister doctor is at it again and we see her dip just a bit further into proverbial darkness. I wonder if MC is going to remain the star bull at the semen farm for the rest of his life?

Believe it or not that was an ending I was tossing around in my head for a while until I put up a few polls asking about the revelation of the doctor kidnapping MC. We will have a lot more fun with this ending so I was thankful for the input back then which spurred me to head in this direction.

I want you to imagine the slider bar of debauchery and fetish and where your comfort zone and preferences are and where the grey area and hard lines are for a moment. Then place this story's current teaser, current chapter along that line. Whichever direction is the one towards the more debaucherous and fetishistic side, that is the way the story is going to go from here on out.

Maybe not room-filling, but immobilizing sizes. Madness. Wonton sex and craziness. Its happening. So look forward to it and hopefully if its a bit too much for you (I personally find this part of the story to be within the grey area of my preferences and what I deem 'too much', but the more I type the crazier shit gets and there is no turning back.

I was thinking of 'fading to black' a lot of this delicious detail and having MC wake up months later in a society where whatever Dr. Cuunis is planning on doing with 1,000 freaking liters of god-semen comes to fruition. Stumbling around with a delightfully beastly thing between his legs, but basically mind-wiped from months of constant orgasm and on the edge of malnutrition from only drinking milk or something.  In hindsight, its kind of weak and doesn't honor a lot of the other characters in the story.

This is all just slowly building action again. Think of it like a fireworks show at this point. And each individual firework is an orgasm. It starts nice and slow with a few special pops here and there, but once its the finally the sky is lit up almost feeling like daylight. It will be that, but with cum, milk, and who knows what. What an image.

~Michelle


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At first, she would just stand there and look at my cock, and then at Valentina. Not the same calculating observative studying, but more of a longing mesmerizing stare. Each day the bulge under her skirt seemed bigger and thicker. She would rub herself through the fabric and then began to unabashedly pull up her skirt and touch herself through her stockings in front of us both. Valentina, having been barred from my cum, wanted any cock she could get. Michelle would get closer and closer to Valentina while slowly stroking with one hand and pressing a hand into one of the huge breasts. She got more confident and her desire to tease Val as much as she teased me must have grown. She climbed atop the rack securing Valentina and snuggled her big butt roughly above the cleavage between her gigantic tits. The pressure as she slowly let more and more weight off of her feet and onto the huge cushions cause milk to spray in quantities multiple times the normal rate. When she kicked up her feet putting them on Valentina’s shoulders and leaned back stretching, completely supported by them, I came harder than I had in nearly fifty orgasms.

“It doesn’t hurt does it?” She cooed while kicking off a shoe and scratching the back of Val’s mussed hair with a stocking-laden toe. Val shook her head staring straight up the Doctor’s skirt. The doctor spread her thighs hiking the material up and revealing the translucent stockings which showed off her impressive dick. Her legs locked over the reastrained Valentina’s shoulders and she pulled herself forward slowly sliding down the top of her bosom like a children’s slide. The nearly hard fully-formed penis pushed through her stockings in Valentina’s face. Valentina would struggle to reach forward with her head and lick it through the cloth desperate for a taste of cum.

I didn’t think about things beyond the surface level very much since I had been distracted to say the least. But this was a breaking point for all three of us and the doctor’s teasing of Valentina had reached its boiling point. Both those ladies clearly needed release. Less of the ‘mechanical’ release and more of the passionate kind. Seeing the thing completely, balls and all, made me realize that Michelle was capable of anything. I had no idea it was possible, but seeing Valentina use her teeth to tear a hole in the stockings as the doctor stretched arching her back atop breasts large enough to lay across, my mind was broken.

Finally, the whole thing broke free of its confinement and the doctor’s cock rose to full hardness prompting a nut sack from inside of her vagina to pop out a ball at a time. She just laughed and smiled breathing and humming as her subject licked and sucked the egg-sized testicles which rested over her leaking vagina pooling womanly juices in the cleavage beneath her. Valentina was in heaven finally able to get her mouth on any meat after what must have felt like an eternity of being denied. Doctor Cuunis reached up to her own breasts and began to fondle herself fully enjoying what I guessed was the first blow job of her life. How she managed to grow a dick and balls almost twice the size of Valentina’s in the same amount of time perplexed me, but also turned me on. Ashamedly, my production went up notably enough that the doctor insisted on wheeling me as close as possible when she performed ‘feeding time’ for Valentina.

It affected Valentina in more ways than one. She produced more milk without the aid of the medicine since she was getting more stimulation and the whole experience I figured. Perhaps those red pills she was being fed on the regular were what caused her to grow that dick in the first place before long she also sprouted a small scrotum just above her vagina underneath her clitoris-penis with two balls that swelled more and more each day. I couldn’t believe it, but there it was right there before my eyes. Valentina finally got her true wish and was soon sucking off the doctor multiple times an hour. I didn’t know if the doctor ejaculated or not since I hadn’t seen a single drop of cum spilled from the lips of her test subject. If Valentina was any indicator she was and it must have been a lot, although nowhere near where I was in terms of pure volume.

“Almost there, my dear.” The Doctor said was leaning against a huge breast looking in my direction over a clipboard. She only wore her labcoat anymore strutting around like a queen in her court. Her breasts were still large and prominent, but she hadn’t shown signs of lactating for a while. Her chest wasn’t growing except short-term swellings which followed her other growth spurts. She seemed perpetually hard and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it. Off of her. It was so big I started to get the feeling I was understanding what it was like to be in my presence back when I was growing for the first time. When she caught me staring she would just laugh to grab it by the base and swing it around in my direction launching sticky strings of cum in all directions.

She had joked about having me sub in for Valentina every so often to give the poor girl’s jaw and throat a break, but hadn’t fulfilled her threats yet. I don't know how I feel about that, but was mostly just exhausted. While Valentina and the Doctor both enjoyed watching their cocks get longer and thicker, mine continually shrank down more and more. I was still too big to have a normal life, but I imagined I could wear a pair of sweat pants even with balls as massive as mine still were.

“We are past the 900 liter mark and you should finally fill it up in a few more days. Didn’t even take you a month. I am impressed.” ‘A month!?’ She nodded looking over her glasses. Her cock was flexing constantly as if she was doing kegels every moment she could. It must have been almost a foot long. I don’t imagine it could have fit into the tube that Valentina was still hooked up to, although she was going to outgrow that sooner rather than later from the looks of it, too.

I tried to respond to her, but the thing had been on intensity six, or maybe seven for I don’t know how long anymore. Weeks apparently. And I couldn’t form sentences and words. She smiled and laughed shaking her head while holding up a hand, pen between her fingers.

“No need to comment. At this pace you will do just fine. Once the supply is secure then we move onto the next phase of the operation. If that goes well, then perhaps we will be able to let you go and your rehabilitation will be complete!” The smile accompanying the words was saccharine and I don’t know if I believed it. “Besides, Val here is a much more willing subject and if she follows in my footsteps… She might be able to provide more than you before long.” She absent-mindely twisted the intensity knob for Valentina forcing her to orgasm and glancing over at a monitor where detailed readouts of her production came in real time. “Almost 100 mililiters. Not bad for a girl.” She broke into cackling laughter laced with ‘OH HO HO’s’ and then returned Val’s intensity to normal wiping a tear from her eye before walking before me.

She paused the machine to make adjustments since my size had gone down so much in the last few days. The clear rubber cup was peeled off and the braces were unclamped so that the current sleeve would be disposed of. I had gone through dozens of them, lubrication or not. My pulsing erection laid on top of the stainless steel table while she switched it all out. It felt cold as my constantly flexing cock beat the top in rhythm like a bass drum. She set all the equipment aside on a prep table covered in gauze to dry a bit and slapped her own cock into the table side by side with mine. I couldn’t believe it. Not that she had a cock of course, since she had been showing it off proudly for days and days now, but the size of the thing.

I realized I was barely twice her size at this point, maybe not even twice the size. She said that thanks to all of the research from Val and I she developed a formula that focused on semen production so although my dick was shrinking as per normal after the main effects wore off my testicles were still fat and shrinking much more slowly. They had been bigger than basketballs at my peak and hung down far enough to rest on the floor, but when production went down and she didn’t like it, she made a few adjustments. After feeding that pill to me within hours, or days I guess, they were still as large as volleyballs, but I was producing almost a full liter each time I came. She sighed and looked up to me while putting on some latex gloves.

“Almost there in this respect as well.” She said massaging our cocks and humping forward on the table until my tip was pressed just next to the base of her cock. Hers looked so gentle and friendly and cute compared to the beaten and battered pinkish red baguette of a cock I was left with after weeks of non-stop forced masturbation. “Still quite impressive for being less than half of what you used to be. I am pretty sure I will overtake you in a few days. Certainly by the time you manage to fill up the last fifty or so liters I need.”

She had a special set of calipers that she used which had a rubber ‘C’ on one of the prongs that clipped over the base of my shaft and flat end on the end. She could extend and distend it to get accurate readings of pipes, or baguettes, or, cocks I guessed. She did this almost every day and I had grown tired of it especially since she just smiled and laughed at me losing centimeter after centimeter while she grew as much if not more each time. I had finally recovered my wits enough after being freed from the milking machine to actually interact with her. My dick’s constant flexing finally slowly and the engorged bulging veins running along it relaxed and receded giving me hope that I wouldn’t be left with a gnarled caveman club for a cock after proper time to recover.

“What is going to happen to me when you finally get the thousand liters you want so badly? Will I be free to go? What about her?” I said through labored breaths with a voice so shaky I pitied myself. Valentina was smiling and moaning because of ejaculation brought on from any number of pumps that were working her over. She would cum from having her breasts milked recently, from having her dick milked, and when she milked the doctor’s dick as well. She was lost in a world of pleasure. She didn’t know it and was totally gone it seemed like, but I had always felt like we were still in this thing together.

“Well, it seems like your boss and girlfriend have finally given up on you so that makes things a bit easier. But I do plan on letting you go eventually. I just need to see how well things go with the delivery and if I can replicate your results.” She continued to work the calipers while rubbing hers and then my cock gently and comparing them or perhaps just played with them on the table. “I’ve already made other breakthroughs as you can see with Valentina and I, but it’s not the same. Not yet. I will figure out why that is. It’s a hormone balance thing, but I need to figure out the finer points, you know? For the time being once you are obsolete I will make sure you find your way back home and you will have at least a foot of hard thick cock and big fat balls for the rest of your life. That was what you wanted right?” She explained while measuring me and then herself in turn. “Look at that. Fifty-five centimeters. Not in the two-foot club anymore are you?” She made a pounty face and then smiled with her tongue between her teeth as she held the device, still locked in the position of my own length, over her own thick cock.

She held the measuring device over her own cock and fixed it there. The c-shaped rubber gripper was kind of loose since she wasn't nearly as thick as me but I saw that there were only a  a handful of inches in the gap between where her tip was and the end of the caliper. She looked up at me with such a devious grin and nodded without saying a word slowly pushing down the tip of the measuring device and reading out the measurement.

"Well, well, well… Just thirty-five centimeters behind you. At least in length. I'll need to work on my next dose and make sure that I’m bigger than you by next time we play this little game.” She put the calipers aside while still playing with the two huge slabs of meat on the metal table.

“I can’t believe you have… You grew… this… dick so big in such a short time. Coming from nothing… Is this why you experiment on people like me and keep us down here? What all of this is for?” I asked, finally having caught my breath. She shook her head.

“It is much more simple than that. You came to me and I offered you a life-changing opportunity that gave you everything you wanted and more. The only cost to you is the time and semen I need from you now. This is for science. For the betterment of humanity. For you. And, for me.” She said boldly while stepping back from the table letting her meat stick droop forward, still semi-erect sticking out from under her skirt. A single droplet of precum stretched into a string while she recorded a few notes. “To speed this process along I have a feeling I'm going to have to take you up to intensity level 7 or further for the foreseeable future.” She said it so casually that I didn’t know if she was just mumbling under her breath or just speaking in her scientific observer voice. After being off of the machine for nearly fifteen minutes now I was only just starting to get feeling back in my penis and it had stopped flexing and finally relaxed. The familiar burning of my pelvic muscles came flaring up again. The prospect of being forced to even more extreme heights of stimulation felt like a nightmare waiting to come true.

“Are… Is that necessary?” I spoke up and she scoffed while giving me a glance over her glasses.

“If you don't want to walk around with two feet of thick cock in your pants and balls as big as tits drooling precum non stop, then your cooperation will be needed. Not to mention the fact that you would be in constant evasion from cock-hungry women who you won’t even be able to have sex with, well, without the aid of some of my medicines that is.” Her description of that future, which was really just my not too distant past, was the reason I was here. I had gone too far and was losing control of myself. She was right, but, recently the way she acted felt more and more impersonal. I had thought she cared deeply for me, but was starting to get the feeling I was more of a test subject than a regular patient. “Don’t worry. Just let me know if you want to go smaller than 12 inches long. I don't know how much I can affect your final thickness as easily and readily as length, but I'm sure you'll be happy with whatever you get right?"

"I, yeah, well, yes. That’s what I wanted so, uhm, thank you." That was the best response I could utter she nodded her head and smiled.

“It’s my pleasure, dear.” She said after clicking her pen and replacing it in the lab coat pocket and absent-mindedly stroking herself gently while doing a walk around my restraints. She rolled out the cart with the milking machine on it and checked out my water and milk lines making sure they were still in effective condition. “Make sure you stay hydrated because I have a feeling that the next day or two are going to take a lot out of you. Literally and figuratively.” She patted the milk and water hoses confirming they were secure and within reach of my mouth. Finally she carefully slid the machine towards me, a fresh, lubed sleeve enveloping me with care. The machine was turned on the lowest setting and my tired penis was brought to hardness again after the paltry break, but one I needed desperately. When she was satisfied that my erection was full she held up the tube used to suck the semen from me with a brand new sucker tip glistening with lubrication. “Enjoy the final sprint. You are almost there, I promise.” She said with an evil smile. The sucker was placed on the tip of my head forming a perfect seal and she began to stroke herself harder.

“Does that feel good? You should give this thing a try.” I said while I was only being teased by the lower intensity. She was getting into her masturbation session and reached the hand not pulling her thick girl-cock towards the controller for the machine.