Experimental Medicine Part 1 (Full Text) (Patreon)

(This has been copy and pasted from reddit in its original form to preserve it here and ideally cut back on disorganization of my back catalogue.)

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DAY ONE

Furiously stroking, the computer monitor on the desk shook lightly as he came close to climax. Flicking through .gif after .gif and webm after webm of girls getting the largest possible loads of ejaculation shot all over them. Rope after rope it was insane. ‘How could a person even come that much’, he wondered as he bit his lip and began to wince as his orgasm crept closer and closer. Male, trans, hentai, it didn’t matter as long as it was a dick spewing a hot load all over the place. The bigger the better and the more cum the sexier. It wouldn’t be long now. The cock in his hands was so hard and throbbing, testicles slapping against his thighs and hand making a loud sound. So…close…

“Uh… UH… AUuhhhhghhhh” He grunted as his load went right into the tissue held in his other hand. ‘spurt…spurt……..spurt…drip…’ compared to the videos it was next to nothing. But god it felt good. Addicted to masturbating and the amount of times per day he came didn’t help his situation any. What does it matter? He imagined how it must feel to come so much, the orgasm must be mind-blowing. That much semen all over the place, just the weight of it in a tissue alone must be arousing….

After cleaning up he continued to flick through the thread with likeminded people out there asking and discussing how to ejaculate that much. People talked about supplements and other things. He resolved himself to give them a shot after doing a little more research then heading to bed. Maybe in a month or two of using the supplements and cutting back to only once or twice per day, maybe that will do something, he thought.

The next day he headed to work, boring desk job sitting at a computer. Read an email, google something, answer it. Same old thing. Occasionally go to a meeting, talk about emails, see other people who do the same thing. There were a few cute girls in the office and the boss was pretty hot. A cute chick in her 30’s, nice body, a little overweight, but with boobs the size of melons. It made meetings go by quicker and facilitated the mid-day fap before lunch break in the toilet. Something about getting paid to jizz turned him on. After work he headed to the mall to pick up those supplements.

A drug store he had never been to before, ‘Friend Pharmaceuticals’ it said on the sign, seemed like a place that had what he needed. The woman at the counter, a girl in her 20’s, smiled and nodded at him as he walked in.

“Let me know if you need any help, sir.” She said kindly and went back to whatever she was doing behind the counter.

“Hmm… Zinc… Soy Lecithin…. Pygeum… this is it I think…” He thought to himself as he walked around the store. Opting for larger concentrations hoping that it would be more effective, he brought what appeared to be a month’s supply of pills to the counter.

The woman at the counter, her name tag read M. Cuunis, looked over the supplements and began to scan them in one by one.

“ We have a few multi-vitamins that include these ingredients, it might be more cost effective to get those if you were interested….” She casually mentioned, smiling politely. That was when he noticed her white coat was bulging around her chest and the buttons seemed to be holding back a huge rack by some chance of fate. He gulped.

“ a.. Actually, this is for a specific deficiency that I have. I read online that these would help me out.” Trying to skirt around the truth. He wanted to cum buckets.

“I see. I certainly hope that your…deficiency… is taken care of by these. You may notice a few side effects.” She paused on deficiency. Does she know? How could she know?

“Side effects? What do you mean? Nothing bad I hope… they are all safe right?” A slight weakness came in his voice as she answered him.

“Oh, it is nothing serious, but with these kinds of supplements, people have reported that they had an increase in volume of their ejaculate. Nothing dangerous of course.” She smirked as she began to bag up his purchases and breathed in deeply showing off the outline of her bra and stretching those buttons to their limit. He felt a hard on building in his pants.

“E..Ejaculate! You … what do you mean? This is for a .. defici…” He stammered as she cut him off.

“A semen deficiency, right? These supplements are said to make a man ejaculate a lot more. So they say.” She scoffed slightly. “It barely has any effect though, I am sorry to say. 16.75 sir.”

He was crestfallen as he handed her the money. “I see…”

“But, we do have a special supplement if you would be interested, but it is still being tested….” She mentioned off-handedly.

His ears perked up as he grabbed the bag of pill bottles. “Is it… safe?” He asked.

“From other people currently testing it as well, there have been no complaints as far as I understand. It was mentioned that it was highly effective.” She was a bit seductive at the end of her comment and raised an eyebrow at him. “Are you interested?”

He gulped again. Nodded. “What…do I have to do? Is it expensive?”

She smiled and walked around the counter, closing the door and locking it. “Come with me, please.”

She brought him behind the counter and into a room in the back. It was actually like a doctor’s office. Padded seat, blood pressure gauges, table with cotton balls, and it even smelled a little like the doctor’s office. Was this chick a real doctor or something?

“Have a seat, the name is Michelle, please call me Dr. Cuunis.” She held out a hand to shake. They did. Her grip was surprisingly firm for such a beauty. “Please take off your pants. If you are going to enter into the test I will need you to sign a few papers and take a few… measurements.”

Gulp. ‘Is she serious? Is she going to seriously measure my…’ he began thinking. Almost in time with his thoughts she spoke.

“I will need to measure your genitals and also get a sample of your semen.” She said it so professionally like it didn’t even phase her. “So please drop your pants and underwear.”

He wasted little time as she grabbed some tools from a drawer in the counter and grabbed some papers. She slid a small table on casters over to him as he sat naked from the waist down on top of the paper on the seat as she wheeled the table to him. Waivers… liability agreements… legal stuff. He glanced it over.

“It is just a precaution. You know, doctors get sued all the time, but, this new supplement isn’t too much different from what you bought today. Nothing dangerous. And the samples are free as well.” She sold it so easily. Almost without thinking he signed his name where it was needed and she slid the table away.

The room was cold and his semi-boner had gone away when he took his pants off. Luckily, he thought. She wheeled the table away and asked him to stand up as she sat down on a wheely chair nearby, sliding up very close to his penis. Her breath was hot on it and it was the closest a girl had been to it in over a year. “May I?” She asked and brought her hand up close to examine it.

“Y… yes of course! Sorry…” he managed to speak as she casually began to squeeze and measure his cock. Taking careful measurements around the shaft in a couple places, noting the size. Measuring the balls. Her breath, the touching, and the angle looking down into her shirt was too much. Cleavage, just peeking through the top of her coat aroused him too much as his cock began to slowly fill up with blood.

“S…sorry, I uh…” “No worry” she stopped him. “I need an erect measurement as well, so this is good. Thank youuu. '' She blew lightly on his dick head at the end of the thank you, her hot breath moistening his cock in the stark cold room, a bead of precum beginning to bubble up.

She smiled as his dick throbbed slightly seeing his nerves shot to hell and clearly nervous having her all over him. “Alright then, measurements taken. You have a very healthy looking penis, although this bruising worries me a little bit. It appears you are quite rough with it.” A look of concern flashed across her face before going back to that smile. Her straight black hair framed her face nicely and her deep red lipstick emphasized her mouth against her light peach colored skin.

“We will need a sample.” She brought out a dixie cup and a smaller cup as well. He held them up. “How is your aim? Tee hee.” She giggled. He took the dixie cup from her hands and she slid her chair back a little bit and crossed her legs.

“My aim is fine… Erm.. So..”

She saw his politeness, but she liked him, his desperation. ‘He just foolishly signed his body away, she thought, my plaything and test subject. Maybe I should reward him’ “Should I leave the room?” She said as she began to unbutton her coat revealing her bosom. With each button it was like they were getting bigger and bigger, almost like the coat itself was binding them down. DDD’s..E’s?? F’s?? Jesus Christ… they are the size of volley balls squeezed into that lacey red bra. “I don’t have to if you are comfortable with me here.” She dropped the smaller cup on the ground and leaned over to pick it up. The tit meat bulging out of the bra began to slip out slightly as he instinctively began to jerk off, eyes wide, staring. By the time she leaned back up, not even 15 seconds later, he was jizzing in the cup with his eyes closed biting his bottom lip.

“Well that was fast! I hope I didn’t make you nervous!” She giggled again. What the hell is this person?

She wheeled over to his still pumping cock and he was trying to push out semen that wasn’t there. This was his third time today after his morning and lunch faps. He didn’t have much left. She grabbed the cup and ran it along his shaft getting the last few drops leaking from the tip and looked inside frowning a little.

“That’s all? I suppose this will help then.” He felt ashamed, but as she said it, she held out a single pill in its package. It was green and fairly large. He took it as she explained.

“Take this, and then come back in two days. Same time if possible. Is that OK?”

He nodded. She filled a glass of water and handed it to him. He looked at the glass then back at her. “Now?” He asked. She nodded handing him the glass and watching him take the medicine. She noted it down. And then handed his a small booklet. “Also, if possible, please keep track of your… exercises and please let me know if you notice anything at all. Note it down as much as you can. It is important. I will take more measurements in two days.”

“What about the rest of the supplements? Is it just the one pill?” he asked looking around expecting bottles of pills to make any difference.

She smiled. “There are more, but we need to start slowly. They are a lot more potent than those.” She glanced at the bag of supplements he had. And she began to painstakingly re-button her coat over those huge knockers of hers.

“Well, it has been fun. I will see you in two days. Thanks again for your participation!” she smiled and showed him to the door kind of quickly.

“I.. uh… thanks?” He mentioned as she waved goodbye to him.

He went home and got back on his regular schedule. Fapped a few times, noting down what he noticed, which was absolutely nothing. He sighed as he resigned himself to the reality that this was just some bullshit scam and he wouldn’t be cumming buckets anytime soon. He headed to bed after drinking a couple glasses of water and began to dream.

DAY TWO (Green Pill Day 1)

Images filled his subconscious mind and al the videos of huge cumshots burned into his memory came alive as he experienced them. It was like he could feel it. Rope after rope. All over that doctor, his ex, his boss, his desk, everywhere. Cumming non stop. So warm, hot sticky, felt so good…. Everything went black.

He was sweating. In his bed. It was summer and it was pretty hot, but it rained recently so he didn’t need the AC on, but he was so hot right now. He wiped the sweat from his head and it felt strange. Still half asleep he reached for his jizz rag (Also his sweat rag, meh.) and flicked on the light. As he moved around he felt like he was sticky and moved the blanket which was wet with sweat. What the fuck? Did I piss my pants or something? His boxers were wet and sticky with warmth. As his eyes adjusted to the light he realized that he didn’t pee himself, but he did wet the bed, with jizz. He must have came in his sleep. It was all over his chest and apparently his head as well. His boxers were soaked and it was a massive load. Fuck! I missed out on this??? He wiped himself off… and went to the bathroom and felt like he needed to take a piss, but nothing came out. Noted down what happened and went back to sleep waking up a few hours later.

His alarm went off as normal and he grabbed his phone flicking through his tumblr which was basically just a laundry list of pornography, as he got up and began the first fap of the day. His balls felt heavier and fuller as they slapped against his thighs with a heavier sound. It was a strange sensation and it turned him on so much. After a few minutes he came and it was glorious. Laying back, he came on his stomach so that he could head to the shower right after, but this was an ordeal. He came a thick rope that splashed against his neck, dripping onto his bed. The next few spurts made a small pool on his chest while the last drips ran over his hands into his pubic hair. He was out of breath and panting. That was the best orgasm he ever felt. Holy shit… that shit worked! He wiped off the preliminary puddles of cum and tossed the rag aside, his cock still throbbing slightly oozing drops of semen as he got soft.

He turned the shower on, drank some water, and got ready for work. His balls felt fuller than usual and the feeling of them rubbing against his legs during the day was arousing. He looked forward to the mid-day fap. Work flew by and he headed to the toilet to jerk off. He pretty much had a boner for the last half an hour just thinking about it as he undid his belt and whipped out his dick, already leaking with precum. It didn’t take long before he came. He was cumming faster and faster, taking less than a few minutes this time… side effects I guess…

He came and felt his toes curl as he clenched the top of the toilet grunting loudly as he shot long thick spurts into the toilet landing with audible splashes. There must have been at least 10 strong spasms and he almost fell over because his legs were giving way underneath him. He slowly drooped down as his cock continued to spill spunk into the toilet. It looked like someone emptied a cup or two of yogurt into the toilet as he wrung the last bits of jizz from his cock catching his breath.

From the next stall over he heard a voice of a co-worker. “Mexican food is a bitch ain’t it? Heh Heh.”

He got super nervous and cleaned up quietly after responding, “every time! Heh….” That was close, he thought to himself wiping the sweat from his brow.

He finished work and headed home right away. That evening he must have come over and over again. Despite over 5 orgasms, he continued to produce loads and loads of semen. Tissues were worthless at that point and he just pulled a small trash can over and came into it directly to save time. The smell was potent and strong to the point he needed to light incense and open a window… His cum never smelled that strongly before. By the time he hopped in the shower after all the masturbation there was at least two or three centimeters of jizz at the bottom of the trashcan. He tossed in a few tissues hoping it would soak it up. It wouldn’t. This was amazing. It was happening. He was cumming so much. All that exercise had him drinking liter after liter of water. Sweat poured from his body but the thirst didn’t go away. He made a note to hydrate more going forward and drank a few glasses of water before bed. He eventually went to bed, his arm sore from all the intense action.