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Darex had no idea how much time had passed.

"Mmmf!"

Try as he might, the hours blended together in his dark dungeon of constant experimentation.

"A-aaah~!"

Had it been days? Weeks? A month?

"I...aaughff...AAH~!"

He came, and came hard. Cum shot up like a thick rope from his fat prick. Pleasure rocked his mind and body, hand pumping his huge cock as best he could, fingers only barely wrapping around his girth, the 11.5 inch cock throbbing and spurting large rope after rope of alabaster semen up over his slightly plump stomach, other hand cradling his baseball sized testicles, resting between a pair of plumper thighs. Semen splattered heavily against his chest, nearly dousing it from his sheer virility. Based on the intensity, this must be his biggest orgasm yet! He laid back, thrusting his hips upward and aiming his cumming rod at his face, eyes closed and mouth hungrily agape. He tasted his own cum hit his tongue, his seed raining over his snout as well. He caught as much as he could, now pumping his rod desperately with both hands, swallowing a mouthful of seed, before just as much sweet cum filled his mouth once more. He gulped once more, cock throbbing with pleasure, before the spurts grew smaller, and so did the euphoria. He panted, laying in the warm, wet afterglow of yet another incredibly messy orgasm. Darex groaned in his bed, hand cupping his baseball sized balls. He curled up, face burning with an awkward shame, mouth filled with the taste of his own cum. In the afterglow, he grit his teeth, feeling slightly apprehensive. He hadn't even been experimented on today. The effects of the drugs and the subtle changes occurring in his body were driving his natural libido through the roof! The drake had noticed that he was becoming more lustful the longer this was going on, to the point where he felt like he NEEDED relief even during his downtime, before the experiments. He noticed his cock still throbbed. He lifted his hand from his heavy balls to his plump shaft, giving the cum slick rod a couple wet pumps. He gasped sensually in surprise, cock throbbing harder as some clear pre dripped from under the white semen that was already there. He quickly pulled his cum slick hand away, realizing his body could easily go for another round right then. He groaned. His body was capable of going this hard now on its own? He didn't even have that drug, P-11, running in his system currently. He looked down at his cum splattered body. He had ingested at least a few whole gallons of that P-11 drug since he had been trapped here, and though it still forced pleasure upon his body and back to back orgasms, the physical growth it had on his penis and testicles seemed to be hitting a hard cap of sorts. When aroused, his erection was maxed at 11.5 inches, reaching just under halfway up his chest, and girthy enough to where he could just fit his entire hand around the shaft. His balls had grown considerably too, able to fit each testicle in the palm of his hand like two baseballs. His eyes trailed to his legs, glossing over more curves than he was used to. His thighs especially, were actually plumper than usual, and though it wasn't a lot, he could tell that his ass was softer and had some kind of firm fat that wasn't there before. He gently prodded his underbelly, where it was once naturally flat, it now felt softer and just barely plump. His body was slowly changing...He had been here for maybe a month now, and he hadn't been fed a single bite of food or drink of water. It was torture to not experience the joy of real food and liquid on his tongue again. The only reason he hadn't died of starvation was because of the tube stuck in his ass. He looked down his body further, seeing the clear tube running atop his splayed tail, the never ending dull pressure in his rectum a constant reminder of the tube's presence. It had never been removed since he had gotten in his room, and over the last month, the tube in his rear was always a constant. There were only 2 things that came up that tube, one of them being daily periodic doses of P-11. His heart always dropped whenever he saw the blue fluid begin to run up the tube, knowing his helplessness as it entered his body, leading to at least 2 hours or longer of constant forced orgasms, his production going into overdrive to allow his body to cum, and cum some more. His output only increased with every session, making it more difficult every time to come back to his senses when it was over. The second thing was that strange orange substance, what he heard them call "Feed". Feed was the reason he was never hungry or thirsty despite having never actually eaten anything. The substance seemed capable of feeding and hydrating his body on its own, despite being pumped up his asshole into his stomach. He was given feed only once every few times he was awake, and there was always a single tell that let him know it was Feed day. Looking at his arms and legs, he found new injection sites, with green fluid dripping down his limbs. This was his 5th dosage of that LATEX-13 drug. He didn't know much, but all he knew was that on every day when he had this injection in his sleep, it was the day they gave him Feed. But they didn't just give him Feed. One Feeding session would supplement his body for multiple days, and that was because they always pumped him chalk full of the stuff every time, and it was always more than last time. He came to the conclusion that the injection was manipulating his body somehow, making his belly and skin slightly more elastic every time, before being filled to the brim with Feed. He shuddered at the thought, hollow excitement running through his body. As much as he detested his situation, the sheer amount of time he had spent here now left him very few things to look forward to, and one of those things was Feeding time. The substance would be fed up his rear entrance and simply fill his stomach. It would fill, and fill, making him well past full, to the point his belly would begin to physically distend. Having initially being really uncomfortable, subsequent stuffings and more of LATEX-13 in his body each time led to his belly holding more Feed, and more the next time. This is where a strange fascination with his situation came to be. He would cradle his stomach as it distended. Heart fluttering as his scales stretched to accommodate an increasingly heavy payload. At first, the most he could hold was a couple gallons, his belly like a tight basketball size wise. But the last time he had been Fed, the 4th time, his belly had managed to surpass most medicine ball sizes. But it was doing more than allowing him to fit more in his stomach. Last time he was stuffed, he felt a subtle change in his hips and rear. They were growing ever so slightly plumper, his hips wider, in response to how stuffed he was at that moment. He theorized it was some kind of side effect from the Feed, and it had some lasting effects on him even when not stuffed. He was sure his slight weight gain in specific areas of his body had something to do with it. He laid back, idly rubbing his tummy as he thought about it filling him once more. He fantasized about how big he would get this time. He closed his eyes, thinking about how he was being treated like some sort of balloon. They stuffed him to his limit, stretching him, before waiting and doing it again when he was empty, allowing him to stretch just a little more. He licked his lips, missing the taste of food on his tongue immensely. Though he was ashamed to admit it, the lustfulness and significantly enhanced production of his semen had simply been too much to pass up, and he ended up cumming into his own mouth whenever he could. Sweet, warm ejaculate would fill his mouth, the only thing he could actually consume orally given his situation. He lay there, still covered in now not so warm cum, pondering silently to himself. That was until he heard a strange banging sound from overhead. He sat up, eyebrow raised, before he heard whirring underneath him. When he initially expected to see Feed rising up the tube, he got something else instead. He felt a tugging in his rear, gasping as he felt the tube deep in his rectum begin to slide out. He could see the slick length of tube that was inside of him for what had to have been weeks now slide out, cringing from the slick noise it made, before it finally fell out with a POP. Profound emptiness met his anus, the blue drake having forgotten what it was like to not have something stuffed up there, shivering as he suddenly felt very empty, cool air rushing into his slightly dilated asshole. The tube had never been particularly thick, but his ass was definitely looser for it. He sat there, curling his legs, realizing that the closest equivalent to a chain had just been removed for him. He slowly stood up, moving to the corner where the cleanup shower head was. It had originally been hidden in the darkness of the corners of the room, but there was a showerhead, tile, and a drain for him to wash up at the end of his "day". It was nice not being covered in old semen always and likely smelling terrible since he had a way to wash it off after things got...busy. He washed his always naked body as well he could, leaving him clean, no tube chaining him, and a strange sense of freedom, being able to move without the tube being a constant annoyance/restriction. With no more tube, his mind drifted to another new constant; the strange heaviness that was his ballsack. He looked down standing in the shower, watching those fruit sized orbs swing slowly between his thighs. He wondered how he would be able to fit those gonads in a pair of underwear, if he ever wore a pair again. His cock was now retreated into his sheathe, but he was all too aware of its true size now. Even if he did ever make it out of here, he wondered how his life would be affected by these permanent changes in his body. He wondered if he would even be able to live normally again. His face grew sad just thinking about it, that was until he heard another bang from overhead. The voice rang down as he turned off the shower. "Subject 9 phase 1 testing completed. Number 9, step through the doorway now." He heard a click and a hiss near the wall across from him, before a door shaped portion of the wall slid to the side, leaving a dark doorway behind. Darex just stood there, unsure as to what to do. His mind began to spin, unsure if this was some kind of trap, a new test, or perhaps...freedom? He didn't know what to think. Should he enter? He had been in the same room for so long now, he felt a type of fear from leaving it. He stood there for quite some time, before he realized that he was receiving no further prompting to go. It was just the dead silence, and the new, open door leading to who knows where. He probably stood there for half an hour, before coming to a resolution. In all his time here, he had never found a way out of this room. With an exit provided to him, regardless of what was on the other side, he felt he had to move on. With heavy reluctance, Darex slowly moved toward the doorway. He stopped at the doorway itself, peering down to see a dim light at the end of a skinny corridor, all the same white hidden in darkness as the room he was already in. With a gulp, he stepped through. He heard his hind talons click on the smooth floor, walking maybe 30 or so feet, before he found himself in another room. It was similar to the last one he was in, but slightly larger. He looked up, seeing over a dozen or attachments on the ceiling, looking similar to shower heads, while a couple did not. His talons stopped clacking, standing in the middle of the dimly lit room. He noticed drains on the floor. "This is...strange..." he said aloud. Suddenly, he heard a whirring behind him, turning just in time to see the door close, locking him in the new room. He felt nervous, realizing he was trapped once again just in a new spot. The voice came down from above. "Subject number 9 is prepped from phase 1. Beginning phase 2." He didn't like the sound of that...

"When will this end?" Darex found himself calling out aloud. "Can you at least tell me if I'm just gonna be stuck here forever?"

...no response to his query. He sighed, attempting to prepare himself for whatever comes next. "Subject number 8 is prepped and ready. 2 months of BEAST-4 experimentation on number 8 will now be put to the test against Against subject 9." Darex heard another hiss and a click, but this time from the opposite end of the room. Another door opened, revealing darkness. "Subject...8?" Was he about to see another person? Another victim of whatever this...prison of his was? He stopped when he saw a large, scaly hand emerge from the darkness, gripping the wall tensely. A large, white-pale scaled leg stepped through, taloned hindpaw thumping onto the tile floor. Darex felt his heart drop when a pair of glowing yellow eyes suddenly flashed open in the darkness, staring directly into Darex's own. He was astonished as he saw those eyes dip, the rest of the thing's limbs coming through, having to almost crouch just to enter the room through the somewhat tall doorway. His jaw dropped as the masculine features of a pale, massive anthropomorphic lizard stepped into the room. Those yellow eyes flashed down at Darex with a strange look. The blue drake looked up, gulping in fear. Holy shit, he was huge! The pale lizard was very muscular, looking like a thickset bodybuilder with the muscle he was packing, powerful legs tensing as he stood to his full height. The beast was a staggering height, at least 8 feet tall when standing as he was! A long tail swishing behind him, he was fully inside the room, those yellow eyes flowering down at him almost...feral. Looking further down that monstrous body, Darex was surprised to find a rather rotund gut on him, looking almost swollen in comparison with the rest of his muscularity. Then Darex looked lower, and he gulped. There, a fully erect, frilled, purple lizard cock pointed at him. Darex's eyes widened when he slowly realized its full size, estimating its length to be a foot and a half long. As for its girth...Darex couldn't see his hand fully fitting around that huge rod! Dangling just below that, were a pair of gonads that were impossibly huge. The lizard's testicles where each the size of a fucking volleyball! Darex was focused on that shaft, recoiling a little as he saw excessive pre drool from the huge lizard's shaft. And finally, below it all, he saw a familiar looking tube hanging between his legs. "He's got an administrator in his ass too?" He subconsciously felt the emptiness in his own tailhole, before shaking his head. He looked up into those yellow eyes, sensing that this lizard couldn't think normally, those unnaturally glowing eyes filled with nothing but sheer lust and domination. "Subject's 8 and 9 will now be left with each other for 1 week. Results pending." What?! The door behind "subject 8" closed, and suddenly it was just Darex and this huge, horny creature. Number 8 took a step towards him, looking the naked drake's body up and down with a lick of its lips, intentions clear as day. Ooooooh no. Oh no. Darex was beginning to panic. He needed to get out of here! He looked back and forth, seeing no exit. He backed up into the wall, whimpering as that huge lizard slowly towered over him. He cringed when the 8 foot monster was right over him. Groaning, number 8 pushed that huge, throbbing member against Darex's chest. His heart pounded, a potent smell of male sex filling his nostrils, finding himself suddenly pinned against the wall by that cock, the huge rod plopped against his chest, while that strangely swollen belly pressed into his chin. Darex looked up, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips as he looked up at the lizards face, staring downward with a lustful grin. His heart pounded. As scared as he was, his own body had undergone some changes too, and he couldn't help but cringe as he felt himself growing hard as well. Excessive pre spilled against the drake's chest, feeling the warm sticky fluid fall down and coat his belly, now erect cock, and balls. The pheromones were beginning to cloud hisbown mind as well, not questioning as the hulking lizard lightly frotted against Darex's body. Pre shot up and against his chin, panting as his own pre began to drip from his exposed cock, untouched between the giant's knees. Though the lizard's round gut pressed into his face, Darex could look down in his peripheral, seeing his dangling tube at their feet, positively doused in horny albino lizard pre (with some of his own as well). He had heard a familiar whirring, and was right to look down as he witnessed blue fluid begin to fill the tube and run upward to the massive lizard's rear end. "Oh, shit, they're giving you P-11 now?" His question flew over the lust drunk beast, the huge lizards cock beginning to hump Darex's chests, the rising pheromones from that huge, pre'ing cock making it difficult to think properly. He looked up at those corrupted, golden eyes, which bore down on him, a look of desire in those eyes. "C-can you hear me? They are giving you more of that drug..." Fuck, Darex was so hard. His eyes drifted to that smooth, round belly, hearing a hollow gurgle within. The gurgling grew louder, and more aggressive. His attention went back up to the lizard's face when the giant suddenly moaned, those golden eyes flickering. That belly started to press more against his face, Darex thinking he was pushing it against him more for some reason. It took the drake a moment to register that the lizards abdomen was instead pushing out on its own, gurgling and swelling ever so slightly. Darex was entranced, feeling that skin grew tauter and pressed more against his face. His belly must've already been full of P-11, yet they continued to fill the beasts stomach with even more of the Aphrodisiac/growth drug. The lizard groaned again, humping against him hard as a particularly large spout of pre shot against his neck. The lizard looked positively swollen in the abdomen before the stretching stopped. Darex couldn't help himself as he brought his hands to that rotund sphere, but he didn't get long to admire it. His arms were suddenly gripped by those powerful hands, and found himself being hoisted and pressed up against the wall. He blushed as he found his head level with the hulking lizard, those golden eyes staring deep into his own. His feet had left the ground by several feet, the lizard holding him level. Subject 8 adjusted his grip, bringing both hands to grab under Darex's soft thighs. The drake's erection was stiff as a board, flopped against his own stomach in his strange suito sitting/being held position. The lizard pressed his body against Darex's much smaller one, smushing him against the wall, that soft, swollen gut pressing hard onto Darex's pre slick cock. He gasped, face red from how hard he was blushing, but couldn't help but pant from the stimulation. He looked back into his sudden partner's face, seeing the albino lizard panting as well, the drug Darex himself was all too familiar with taking its hold on the massive anthro lizard. Those eyes locked onto his abruptly, before it leaned forward quickly, Darex giving a muffled gasp as suddenly their maw was locked over his own. He felt a thick, long tongue enter his mouth, the appendage thick enough to fill his mouth almost entirely. Darex's body gave out right then, going completely limp as he couldn't do anything besides accept this sudden, passionate make out. He twirled his tongue back, desperate return the kiss and taste his partner's warm tongue. Pre spurted from his trapped, enhanced cock, the smoothness of that tight belly encouraging the now completely aroused drake to hump slickly against his partner's bloated belly. It felt and tasted amazing, he'd never had such an intimate, passionate interaction with someone before. Though his mind was too lost in the lust, he would have realized that this was technically his first time with someone else, much less with another male! He began to wrap his free arms around the hunk's muscular neck, doing the same thing with his legs around those chiseled hips and ass. Through their moaning, Darex could hear the splats of pre cum against the tile under them. The lizard had already been super aroused the moment he entered the room, Darex could only imagine how pent up he was after letting the P-11 run its course as well! Bodies pressed against one another, Darex felt those hands gripping his legs spread them outwards, giving a grunt as his ass cheeks spread open as well. His heart pounded as he felt something warm, wet, huge, begin to tease his hole. He knew it was the other's massive cock right away. Suddenly, the constant shots of that LATEX-13 drug came back to mind, and all of that stress testing and capacity testing seemed to make more sense. He gulped desperately at that huge, long tongue, feeling it nearly enter his throat, before pulling away, maw hanging open. He stared into those eyes with the same level of desire, wiggling his hips and trying to expose his puckered hole more. He wanted that cock deep in his tailhole. He needed to feel it sliding against his enlarged, sensitive prostate, he needed to have his ass filled! The constant drug tests, the increasing lust, being filled, forcefully cumming, and cumming again, it was changing him. He needed this now, he wanted it. He hugged the giant of a reptile, still humping its belly, begging, "Please just...just shove it in me! I need this!" The albino grinned lustfully, more than willing to oblige. Pinned to the wall, ass exposed, Darex felt an unnaturally large spurt of precum shoot against his anus, positively coating the hole despite not even coming in contact yet. He hugged those muscles harder when he felt that fat, pre coated tip tease his asshole. His heart raced as he felt the shaft prod against his ring. He braced himself as if pressed harder, and harder, the pressure increasing, before his asshole gave way. He gasped as he felt the impossibly thick rod enter him, his insides being separated, anal muscles clutching it as it slid deeper. He gave a silent moan, mouth slightly agape, being penetrated by the near two foot long, incredibly thick shaft. It went deeper, and deeper, his anal muscles involuntarily tightening around that pleasure stick, before the monster of a reptile was fully hilted inside the drake. A bulge formed in his abdomen, the outline of a lizard cock visible even from the outside. He bit his lip as that incredibly thick rod filled his rectum completely, eyes going alight in joy as he felt his enlarged prostate get squeezed. His shaft was still pressed against that tight, sloshing belly, but he had underestimated his own near 1 foot length, where his pink drake cock head was exposed, spurting an arcing shot of pre onto his own chest and on top of that taut sphere of a stomach. He couldn't stifle his groan as that meaty shaft slid out roughly halfway, before he gasped as it was shoved back in all the way. Pink pleasure ran up his spine, his cock spurting even harder in response to the heavy stimulation. "Ooh...oh fuck...d-don't stop~!" His mind was taken by the bliss, the slick pumping of that massive schlong filling him with a deep sense of sexual gratification he hadn't been able to achieve through masterbation and forced orgasms. The slicking in his stretched asshole was loud, the lizard's overproduction of pre spilling out where it could onto the ground below them. He tried to stifle his pleasured gasps, feeling the warm pre filling any space in his rectum the huge lizard cock didn't already take up. The hunk of a reptile got into a rhythm, holding him up and against the wall, he began to properly fuck the blue drake's ass. They panted in unison, Darex simply focusing on hugging himself closer to that tall, muscled upper body. Darex felt grateful in that moment for all the changes made to his body. Not only did it feel so much more euphoric, but he likely wouldn't survive getting railed by a beast like this, especially with a cock this big! His own pre was beginning to flow more steadily, sticky rivulets flowing down the sides of that belly, adding to the mess below their intense wall-fucking. After maybe 30 seconds of thrusting, Darex was feeling pressure building in his cock, his heavy nuts feeling more laden and tight with overproduction, the drake feeling an orgasm building up. That was also when he noticed that the warm wetness of his partner's excessive pre cum was forming within his belly, the sheer amount making it leak out slower than what was building up in his bowels. His stomach gurgled, and soon pre began to pool within his belly. He would have taken note of this if the giant reptile hadn't just widened his stance, and began to more aggressively thrust deep into Darex's hole. Darex swore that the cock in him was slightly larger than when it first entered. "I-is he close...?" Those volleyball sized balls were starting to slap against his ass from how hard and deep he was thrusting into him. Darex was panting harder now, heart racing as the pleasure grew, his cock responding in kind with further spurting of pre, the lizard's belly and his own chest positively soaked in his own fluids. His heart pounded, closing his eyes and nuzzling into the dominant lizard's neck, teeth gritted. He was so close! Then, finally, the lizard thrusted up harder than before once, twice, before groaning as he hilted the deepest he had yet. Darex cried out, feeling that cock practically enter his partially full stomach (half full from pre alone), sweating bullets as he felt that cock tense, before the huge lizard finally came. The lizard pushed into Darex harder than ever, the drake feeling fully encompassed by its huge body. He heard the first hollow splurt within his body, feeling hot seed fill his intestines. After a couple huge spurts, that heat and fluid met his stomach. He thrust as he came, each load of semen shooting so deep, the cum was actually filling Darex's belly...alarmingly quickly. Darex looked down in both pleasure and dismay as he suddenly began to feel full. The pressure and sheer quantity of semen flooding into him barely giving him time to register as his belly began to visibly distend. Nearly a whole gallon had already filled his belly, his abdomen beginning to actually swell outward with lizard seed. Darex looked down as his his cock was pushed harder into that smooth albino sphere, his own belly bloating and pressing against the lizard's drug filled sac, his pre'ing penis getting completely trapped between the growing sphere and already filled one. The slick stimulation of being jerked off by two swollen bellies and constant thrusting against his prostate was too much. His head fell back against the wall, maw agape in a silent cry as he came hard. Belly still literally inflating with cum, his exposed cock head shot thick alabaster ropes of his virility upward, hitting his own chin and chests, and dousing the lizard's as well. He was so lost in the sexual euphoria, that he didn't realize how quickly the giant was filling his belly. His stomach was already sloshing with multiple gallons, being forced even larger than the lizard's own round gut. Still cumming hard, his virile load was cut off as his abdomen encompassed over his cock, shooting his seed into the tight skins of their bellies. The lizard kept cumming, emptying those huge balls into his personal condom. Darex's belly was growing uncomfortably tight, now twice as large as the lizard's belly, looking like he had easily swallowed a large medicine ball, and only inflating larger. His stomach couldn't handle it all, and soon he felt semen rushing up his throat. Still lost in the throes of orgasm, cum began to spill from his open maw. More cum flooded into his gut, pushing his already tight abdomen another inch outward, body growing limp and weak as he silently vomited an increasing amount of cum. After nearly 20 seconds straight of cumming ropes between their tight bellies, Darex's orgasm came to a close, unable to do anything besides clutch his stomach as it continued to burgeon with reptile semen. Cum flowed freely out of his gullet, before the lizard's tense, pumping meat finally stopped shooting its obscene load into the now practically cum-flated drake. Those glowing yellow eyes opened once more, staring directly at Darex's cum dribbling snout. His eyes were staring at nothing past the lizard, cum leaking simultaneously from his nose and corners of his mouth, having been pumped to the absolute limit of his stretchy body. Those large hands struggled to fit as snugly around his legs as they had gotten thicker since they started. His waistline had widened to accommodate for the incredible load he had just taken in, and that firm, strange plumpness had affected his asscheeks once more, giving him more twinkish features overall. The lizard's impressively swollen drug filled gut was overshadowed by the gurgling cum-balloon twice the size. His belly had inflated to a little over half the size of a beach ball, his stomach pushing hard against the lizard's own, having forced the giant to readjust his grip part of the way through their shared orgasms so he didn't drop the expanding drake. Cum dribbled down his chin and neck, semen still flowing from his maw, albeit slower than before. Those golden eyes blinked slowly, leaning in and once again entering his mouth. He explored Darex's cum filled mouth with his thick, long tongue, tasting his own cum within the stuffed drake's mouth. He pulled away, swallowing a mouthful of seed. Darex's mind seemed to return after a minute or so, realizing excess cum was no longer flowing out of his esophagus. He looked the lizard in the eyes, both silently basking in the warm afterglow of sex. The lizard looked at him sideways, peeking down at Darex's utterly bloated gut. The huge lizard had a strange look of...fondness, lightly rubbing his own belly against Darex's much larger one. He was suddenly taken under the arms, fat cock still hilted in him, the 9 foot albino lizard picking him up. Despite his belly making him weigh more, Darex blushed when he was picked up like a toy in the muscular giant's arms. He simply turned around, the huge lizards back now facing the wall instead, dick still far up Darex's ass, before he sat down, spreading his legs out and plopping his bare ass on the tile while sitting against the wall. Darex's semen-filled belly sloshed with the movement, before be found himself sat on the lizard's big lap, still speared by his large rod. The drake's taut belly plopped overtop the lizard's round abdomen the smell and texture of cum still splattered all over their forms. The thick rod buried deep in him didn't get even a little flaccid, still hard as ever with that constant, slightly intense pressure on his prostate. He blushed and groaned when he realized that his own cock resting underneath his heavy belly wasn't getting any softer either thanks to that huge shaft. Then, there was silence. Darex found himself in a strange position before this huge lizard man, having to face and stare slightly up at the reptiles albino features and golden eyes. They stared at each other for a little, Darex himself beginning to feel slightly awkward. He coughed once, wondering if it was possible to communicate with the beast, before saying, "...you really filled me up, huh?" Patting his large belly with a wince, he tried to meet those staring golden eyes. "It's insane how they've made our bodies capable of...this." The lizard didn't respond. Darex felt sweat dripping down his neck. "H-how long have you been in here..." he trailed off, seeing that he wasn't responding. There were almost no signs of intelligence or awareness in those glowing eyes. The lizard simply licked its mouth, before beginning to lightly hump inside his cum stuffed drake condom. Darex grit his teeth as he felt that fat rod slide against his prostate once more, his own rod throbbing and leaking a healthy dose of pre overtop the cum from his previous orgasm not minutes ago. He cursed his unnatural sexual ability. He had already cum twice today, and yet his body was capable of going again?! Then he remembered how utterly stuffed he currently was. If this lizard came inside again, would his body even hold up? He felt panic, powerless to stop the giant's thrusting, before he heard a sudden click from overhead. The shower heads suddenly began to spew some kind of gas into the room. Soon, between the hung reptiles thrusts, he began to feel drowsiness set in, and the beasts fucking him started to slow down. "Is this some kind of...sedative?" He barely got to think about it before his eyes struggled to stay open, and he fell forward onto his bloated belly and the albino lizard's broad chest, quickly passing out.

The next few days were a complete blur. When he next awoke, he was laying on the floor in that same room. One look at his stomach showed that most of the cum he had taken in was gone, whether that was thanks to leaking or digestion, he had no clue, but his belly was still a hefty orb the size of a basketball. He took note of the green, leaking injection sites in his limbs, heart fluttering when he realized he had been injected by even more of that LATEX-13 drug in his sleep. Still shaking off the sleepiness, he noticed the large lizard stirring as well right near him, seemingly unconscious too. Looking down the albino's prone body, he noticed that his belly was no longer visibly bloated anymore, able to see the hunk's abs for the first time. His eyes trailed further down, seeing those volleyball sized gonads looking achingly full, with that plump, thick, and long purple frilled penis pressed against his abs at full erection even in his sleep. He watched as a continuous trail of precum leaked like a faucet from the unconscious lizard's cock tip. Darex felt a hollow pang in his tailhole, reaching a finger back there and lightly pressing his finger against the rim of his hole. It feels so loose now...

It didn't take long for subject 8 (he was thinking of just calling him 8 at this point), to wake up. The 8 foot tall lizard stood up before Darex, those golden eyes always on him. He stood up too, nervous before the significantly taller reptile. He tried to communicate with 8 once more, but the lizard seemed to ignore his pleas, unsure if it was a choice or if number 8 simply didn't understand him. The lizard giant instead simply pushed his leaking foot and a half cock against the side of Darex's snout, his intent very clear. Darex gulped. He was suddenly very glad they didn't stop injecting him with that drug, he was likely gonna need it.

And that turned out to be the case, because there was no way that cock would fit in his throat as it was currently without killing him otherwise, the ever increasing elasticity of his body allowing that huge prick to repeatedly slide in and out of his throat with only moderate discomfort. It was quite the new experience, giving what was probably the world's biggest blowjob to this absolute sex monster. Pressed against the wall in a sitting position, 8 simply thrusted into his maw repeatedly, wet squelching the whole time, before he inevitably came once more. Darex struggled against 8's superior strength, unable to stop the cum geyser from rocketing down his throat and forcing itself into his belly. His abdomen slowly swelled with 8's virility, but it wasn't quite as much as last night's orgasm. His belly doubled, tripled in size, looking nearly as big as it was at the end of last night, but this time Darex didn't feel like his belly was moments from rupturing , though it was still incredibly tight. 8's orgasm tapered off, leaving him panting with his dick stuck deep in Darex's throat. Cum oozed from the blue drake's nostrils, dazed from being used so suddenly and roughly, but if didn't take long for the lizard to begin thrusting in his throat once more, starting to build a second orgasm. Darex's own foot long, thick cock was hard as could be under the weight of his belly, simply leaking pre continuously. He was slowly accepting his role as this hung lizard's personal condom, with no other purpose other than to be filled again and again. The days blended into each other; waking up, injection sites on his body, getting either absolutely railed or forcibly giving subject 8 a BJ and swallowing it all. The only thing that kept him from suffering truly during the experience was tied to his own orgasms throughout, actually grateful that his body was capable of comfortably experiencing 2 orgasms nearly back to back. He was a cumflated, semen soaked mess by the end of every day, his own productivity and libido kept him buzzing pleasantly everytime instead of feeling ashamed or violated. He only knew the taste of dick and 8's cum, not even receiving feed any more. The sheer loads the lizard came into him were sustaining him on their own at this point. Everyday, he was stuffed a little more than last time, handling 2 of 8's back to back orgasms, before eventually being able to handle 3. Whole pints of semen rushed up his intestines all at once, packing into the many gallons already settled within his gut. His belly swelled and swelled, breaching over triple basketball size, then quadruple...

His abdomen creaked, his skin reaching its limit. Cum rushed up his throat once more, cheeks puffing up slightly, excess semen freely flowing from the blue drake's maw. His hips grew wider, his lower body plumped further, as his stomach reached its furthest limit yet. 8's orgasm finally began to taper off right when it felt he was going to explode, his cum swollen belly the size of a beach ball now! Even as the cum dribbled from his mouth, and his stomach protested, Darex felt almost triumphant in being able to hold this much of the lizard's seed. Cum burbling from his slack jaw, Darex's pleasure rose too high, shuddering as he experienced his third orgasm since they started fucking, the underside of his ballooned belly growing warm and wet as he shot his load against it. "So...full..." His hide creaked dangerously, feeling the closest it ever has to bursting. His stomach was comically large, shuddering from its tautness, filled with many gallons of cum. At this point, Darex wouldn't be surprised if the scientists goal was to turn him into some kind of living balloon, cuz he sure as hell was feeling like one! The lizard cuddled his overinflated middle, sloshing with all of his seed, Darex resting his head on the giants shoulder, trying to take some comfort being held like so, before he heard the crackling of a voice above them. "Subject 8 and 9 testing complete. BEAST-4 and LATEX-13 prove to be effective. Subject 8 is ready, though subject 9 shows alternate potential. Moving subject 9 to phase 3." The cum stuffed drake could only look up as gas filled the chamber once more, Darex dreading, but unable to do anything as drowsiness overcame him and the hung lizard, passing out shortly afterward.

Some time later...

Darex was getting tired of the constant losing and regaining consciousness on a whim, but this time when he woke up he found that he was moving. As his eyes slowly opened, he found lights passing by overhead from his laid down position. He groggily looked down, finding his naked body to be strapped down on a stretcher of some kind. He couldn't move his arms or legs, but his head was unrestrained. He tried to look back, seeing an anthro fox of some kind pushing him down a dimly lit hallway. He tried to say something, but he only gave a quiet muffled noise around the gag he just noticed around his snout. He took note that Subject 8 was nowhere to be seen, and that his belly was...quite empty, unlike what he was used to now. It was strange to look down at his abdomen and find it actually flat for once. He quietly settled down as best he could, allowing the fox scientist to traverse the hallway with him in tow. The fox scientist didn't seem to notice that Darex was awake, and some kind of strange instinct told him to not alert the focused fox to that fact. He peeked left and right as they passed each hallway. He figured he better pay attention now, as this might be his only opportunity to learn his surroundings and maybe, no matter how slim that hope was, figure a way out of this place. He saw signs pointing to different labs ordered numerically, signs to places like The Office, or restrooms. As they were passing down toward lab 2, he noticed a crucial detail. Lab 1, and Exit right next to each other, at a crossroads in the hallways. His eyes stared down that hall as they passed right by, burning that spot unto memory as best he could. He just hoped that if that opportunity ever arose, he wouldn't be too drugged out of his mind or hopelessly aroused to not take the first chance he got. The entered lab 2, sliding through a doorway, where Darex wa set with an...explicit sight. They were in a larger room, which has multiple see through containment cells on every side. In each room, there was a naked anthro held within, each a different species, and all incredibly...huge. Rippling muscles, towering height, wide stature, and clearly enlarged...privates. They all reminded him of Subject 8, that albino lizard. To one side, they passed a hulking orca pressing himself against the thick glass, a huge, pink, prehensile penis pressing against it as well, copiously pre'ing all over the glass as he humped, staring at Darex and the fox as they passed. The other side, he found a beefy crocodile with a rather large gut pumping what looked like the most engorged cock he had ever seen, the crocodile using both hands to pump a rod half the thickness of his torso, and tall enough to reach his pecs, were in not for his burgeoning stomach being in the way. His balls hung low, but were engorged as hell, even larger than that hulking albino lizard's nuts. Semen was already nearly flooding the room, but that didn't stop even more from spurting from that huge cock, nearly whole quarts shooting out thicker than ropes as they passed by. Darex gulped, his used asshole tingling at just the sight. His own arousal was beginning to reveal itself in his restrained position, a part of him craving to be thrown in one of those rooms with these enhanced, drugged hunks. As his rod slowly creeped from his sheathe, thoughts clouding with explicit thoughts, he felt something else creeping up in his mind. As he witnessed over a dozen trapped, hung subjects desperate for sexual release passing by as he was carted through, a single, tiny, permeating thought finally reached his head. His craving seemed to falter for a moment. These sexy, hormone driven beasts were trapped, stuck in a fate of cycling pleasure and need, bodies and genitals grown to such a degree that they would want nothing else...

He thought back to himself, eyes trailing to his own engorged genitals, his naked body, strapped to this cart, still trapped in this facility...

His eyes widened, tensing up silently as he truly finally addressed his situation in his own mind properly for the first time in days. The constant pleasure induced haze he was under lifted for a little so he could actually THINK. He closed his eyes, silently frustrated with himself. He was losing control, even now, his body craved nothing but to experience further drug induced pleasure, but he HAD to remember. He didn't think these people were ever going to let him go. He needed to not lose his desire to leave, to go back to his life. He had to endure these...tests, and wait for an opportunity to escape. He silently pondered if all the beefed up, sexually enhanced anthros around him were normal people like him, kidnapped from their homes and forcibly experimented on, turned into these mindless beasts craving sex. Darex cringed, wondering if he would end up like Subject 8 and all of these beasts by the end of it all. He could already see himself being held in one of these rooms, a monster compared to his previous self, desperate for release of any kind, humping the glass and walls, cumming and cumming again, but never being truly satisfied...

Darex shuddered. He might already have a foot through that door. He focused on that hallway sign they had passed a while back, the exit. He did his best to remember this pathway as they eventually exited that room. They entered another wider hallway, where they passed other lab coat scientists of varied species walking by, or talking in a huddle group. A couple either greeted the fox pushing him, or gave Darex a sidelong glance upon passing. This was the first time the blue drake had actually seen other people besides Subject 8 since getting here. He stared back, feeling shameful as his near foot long hard on was usually where their eyes would drift to as they passed. Despite his desire to escape, his body was too afflicted with their drugs, and he couldn't stop himself from sporting an erection. They passed by doors with signs that were indistinguishable from each other. The hallway continued on, until Darex saw a pair of scientists pushing another, much larger stretcher toward them on the other side of the hallway. As they got closer, he recognized the large body of the albino lizard. He immediately blushed, his stretcher passing the larger, naked lizard's sedated body as the scientists greeted each other. Just seeing the lizard he had been the personal cocksleeve of for multiple days made his heart pump erratically, gulping as his hard on throbbed once, cringing when he felt a glob of pre-cum escape his rod tip. Darex gulped as he looked down, staring in captivated horror as his cock head just...kept leaking. The pre was already pooling over his abdomen. His body was changed now, and was likely to undergo even more soon enough, he only hoped his mind wouldn't be broken by the end of it.

He found himself in a dark room. The attendee left him alone, leaving and shutting the door. He was alone in the darkness, pondering what they planned now. He heard a sudden whirring, and his stretcher was suddenly pulled. He felt something metal clamp onto his wrists and ankles, the previous straps undoing themselves, and he was pulled upward with a yelp. He was dangling mid air in the darkness, naked and exposed, the mechanical appendages holding him in a star shape facing the wall. He couldn't move his limbs, gritting his teeth and pulling, but he couldn't help as his cock slowly grew hard out of subconscious expectation, ready for whatever test they planned next. Lights suddenly flashed on, blinding him, coming from a wall with a window, a shadowy silhouette standing on the other side. Darex chuckled helplessly, squinting. He heard a speaker go off, stating, "Subject 9 shows great effectiveness with LATEX-13 and P-11, and will not undergo BEAST-4 testing. Subject 9 is now labeled BALLOON-X, and will be further tested. Increasing doses by 50%." Feeling groggy, Darex barely reacted when large needles filled with that all too familiar green fluid drooped down, 4 needles in total, positioning toward his thighs and arms. He gasped as they pierced his limbs, sticking him quickly and painfully, cringing as he felt the cool compound get injected into his bloodstream. It took several seconds, before the needles were empty. The needles left, leaving small rivulets of his blood and leftover drug to drool from the entry points. "That was...a lot more than normal." That stuff that made his body more stretchy and durable...that allowed him to hold such an obscene quantity in his stomach...he gulped. Based on that new name they gave him, maybe they were trying to turn him into an actual balloon? His cock throbbed at the thought, mouth drooling slightly. "You're gonna fill me...bigger...?" His heart pumped excitedly as a hose with a mask on it, with a name across the mask labeled PUMP 1. As it neared his snout, he didn't need encouraging as he let it slide over his snout, mouth opening slightly as a hose slid onto his tongue. The mask sealed itself tight around his snout, and the hose reached past his uvula, gagging as it entered his esophagus and connected to his stomach. "Beginning capacity test." He heard hissing from somewhere above, and suddenly his stomach was hit with some kind of cool pressure. He wasn't being fed, it was...

"Gas?" The pressure built rather quickly, grunting, feeling coolness flooding his stomach. The hissing continued, and less than 10 seconds later, he was very full. He peeked down, seeing his abdomen begin to push out, pumping up relentlessly with gas. He blushed as he felt and watched it grow tighter, rounding inch by inch. His twinish-plump thighs began to rub together, arching his back, foot long cock reaching max hardness and pushing against the underside of his bloating belly. He was relishing this sensation, helpless as his gut filled with some kind of gas, pre already drooling against the tautness of his billowing stomach. The mental damage the testing has done to Darex was irreparable, the mere sensation and sight of his belly blowing up larger than a volleyball now making him a panting, lust fueled, pre-drooling mess of a drake. He heard a creak, mesmerized by the ever expanding dome that was his midriff, hearts in his eyes from sheer need. "Keep going...fill me up..." Pleasure arched through his nerves, his belly hollow as a drum as it passed medicine ball size, feeling joy as his love handles began to widen with the inflation. He ground his thighs together, his belly pushing down hard on his cock now, forcing it to face straight outward. It was nearing the size of a beachball, gravity not pulling down on the tight balloon. Pre was splattering all over the floor below now. His thighs started to join his love handles, beginning to plump up with his inflation. His heart fluttered, a slave to the sensations. "They-they're actually making me a balloon!~" His sides, legs, and some of his chest had joined in the expansion, becoming rounder. He was an inflating, horny mess, the mere sensations of filling relentlessly with gas was enough for him to groan as an orgasm ran through him. His cock and heavy nuts clenched, full ropes of cum rocketing outward, fat ropes of jizz shooting from his stiff rod. The tightness grew, and the pleasure continued, groaning as his orgasm just kept going, nearly a liter of semen already pooling on the ground. He thrust his hips forward, cock dragging along the underside of his inflating belly, the bottom of the taut sphere soaked with cum. His mind lost in orgasmic bliss, he didn't notice as his thighs had plumped and tightened to the point they were pressing against each other even when relaxing, and that his asscheeks had swollen to some degree over the course of his inflation. With a large puddle of his seed below him, Darex moaned through his mask, his rod no longer shooting semen, but still stiff as a rock, as his body grew tighter. He could hear some creaks emanating from his belly at this point. He peeked down once more, his gut having inflated almost 50% larger than that beachball size. He was in awe, silently admiring how large he had become. If he was laying face down, he could almost use his own belly as a mattress! He was so much bigger than his previous largest size! "It certainly feels bigger..." he was nearing his limit, belly inching out still, more of his chest losing itself to the growing sphere. He grunted as he felt pressure on his cock and balls, his taut, air filled belly pressing down on his cock while his plumping thighs pushed his balls upward, slowly trapping his genitalia. His face grew red, his bloating reaching a new peak, belly twice the size of a beach ball now. The gas continued relentlessly, his stomach groaning as its absolute limit was reached. His body kept creaking, his belly no longer inflating, yet the gas continued to pack into him...

His face started to grow red along with the apex of his belly. His neck started to bulge, his cheeks were filling up, the pressure was forcing more blood into his cock, his rod looking almost inflated itself as large globs of pre were already dripping from his penis once more. "They're gonna pop me like the balloon I am~" his mind was so altered from the sheer sensations and unnatural lust the glaring pain of imminent bursting was barely registering in his brain. Drool pooled in his mask, thrusting his large cock between his squeaking thighs and belly. "J-just one more, before I pop, just one more...!" His second orgasm was impending, but his body couldn't take anymore. He groaned along with his belly as it gave one last creak...until...!

"Subject at 100% capacity, shutting down flow." The gas immediately stopped entering his body. Darex could only barely acknowledge that he didn't explode, before he groaned through his mask, his cock shooting forth another fat load of cum onto the floor, writhing as much as his trapped appendages and inflated body allowed him to, his unnaturally enhanced sex organs going off and blasting him with all kinds of pleasure. "MmmMMff..." He groaned through his mask, balls clenching as he continued to cum, the combined internal tightness of his overinflated midriff and the pressure it exhibited onto his 13 inch bloated looking cock sweeping him down a pit of sadistic pleasure. He panted, the puddle below him having doubled in size, while the last of his essence drooled from his all too hard prick. As the pleasure faded, Darex was slowly brought back to reality. "Hhhhhrrrrrnnnn..." he grimaced, his body groaning from immense internal pressure, a dull throb of pain arching up his entire body again and again. He brought his eyes down, head drooping from exhaustion, staring at his round, overinflated stomach. His entire front upper body was one creaking, groaning sphere the size of a large beanbag. He was dazed, seeing, feeling, the impossible results of his forced inflation. It should have been physically possible, yet here he was, his stomach literally inflated to the point of being a large balloon. The increased thickness of his love handles, hips, thighs, and asscheeks weren't unnoticed. He wasn't sure why, but when he got filled up, his body liked to grow a little more round in more areas than just his belly. He was still being held up, displayed as a sweaty, taut, cum drooling balloon of a drake. "Testing concluded. BALLOON-X still shows great compatibility with LATEX-13. Upping dosage an additional 25%." He couldn't do anything as the needles lowered from the ceiling again, this time each filled to the brim with the green chemical, and injected into his limbs once more. He weakly gasped, feeling the cold compound flood his veins, the sheer amount they were injecting making Darex feel lightheaded. The needles retracted. The mask was removed from his face, leaving him to pant in the open air. His eyes trailed back to the silhouette on the other side of the window. It stood there, silent. Body buzzing with all kinds of alien and slightly painful sensations, Darex realized he could speak freely. "You..You're gonna try and fill me up even further?" He meant to state it with contempt and outrage, but ended up asking non-aggressively. But something else lined those words, like he was actually asking for it. What made him flinch was when the voice actually responded. "Not try. Will. You, BALLOON-X, have proven to have the highest compatibility for LATEX-13 and P-11. Dosage and inflation will continue to increase until you can not inflate any further." Darex's heart started to beat faster, those words sinking into his mind. He dry swallowed, cock growing hard once again as he imagined being blown up even bigger than this somehow. When will it end? How big could they blow him up? He looked toward the window with excitement, mind too altered from the drugs to even care as he asked, "H-how soon?!" He said, almost hopefully.

"Soon. Testing will continue after LATEX-13 has had time to run its way through your system." The speaker went silent, and the silhouette walked away, disappearing. The arms holding him in the air lowered him to the ground, releasing him. He immediately fell onto his knees, belly rebounded slightly off of his legs, before he leaned heavily onto his air taut belly, hugging and rubbing his spherical stomach. His cock remained hard, leaking more pre against the cold floor, heavy balls resting in the floor just below his billowing body. Though unrestrained, he didn't move from the spot, too encapsulated by his inflated, horny body, just imagining getting bigger...he was drooling at the thought. He couldn't wait until that hose dropped from the ceiling again...

It had been nearly three days since the lights turned off. Before it happened, he had gotten another dose of LATEX-13, and had been inflated about 25% bigger than he was only a few hours prior, leaving him an even more rotund, scaly balloon, able to lay on his own inflated belly like a bouncy bed of sorts. But after getting another large dosage, enough to make his heart palpitate, the lights suddenly turned off. It was dead silent, only the continuous creaking of his compressed air inflated body making any noise. He called out, wondering what had happened, but he got no answer. Hours passed, and he couldn't ignore his body's sensations anymore, humping down onto his taut belly as best as he could as he fantasized of getting bigger, body squeaking as he bounced as best he could on top of the bloated sphere. He eventually came hard, grunting as cum spilled down the underside of his bed of a belly. But then he was pervaded with silence once more. A day passed, the unnaturally horny balloon masterbating every few hours in response to his body's needs, but nobody came to continue testing. His ballooned body was not as big as before, the air very slowly escaping his body and deflating over the course of hours, but still more than big enough to render him immobile. The hours passed by, and he felt hunger and thirst. Still blown up enough to not move, he called out for the five dozen'th time, mind wandering. What happened? Did they forget about him? Did something happen? It had already been so long, two whole days of not being drugged up with the body enhancing compounds. Time continued to pass, and his body shrank. He was feeling some kind of withdrawal alongside his hunger and thirst, and his belly had finally shrunk to beach ball size. On the third day, his stomach was round at about medicine ball size, and he could actually stand up and move. Darex picked himself up from cum splattered floor, panting from exertion as his bloated belly was cumbersome to move with, before standing straight up in the darkness. He wandered the room, feeling the walls for a good while, a little afraid the lights were about to flash on and he would get sedated for further testing once more. He wondered what kind of test this could be, just leaving him here alone, no food, water, or further enhancing drugs? Eventually, he felt a divet against the wall. He saw a tiny red light flash, and gasped as cool air suddenly rushed over his naked self as the mechanical opened before him. What he saw stunned him. There was the hallway, but all of the ceiling lights were out. Instead, there flashed red siren lights, though there was no alarm blaring. He saw carts and stretchers tipped over in a panic, Darex spotting some kind of fluids running up and down the hallway in the dim red light. He felt a level of fear, staring at what looked like a scene from a horror film, but that's when he fully came to his senses, having been so long since the drugs had been injected into his body. He was free to move, nothing was stopping him. He took a tentative step forward, clawed toes clicking on the waxed floor. One hand on his belly, he slowly moved down the hallway, tensed. "What the hell happened..." he whispered. He heard some loud, wet noises coming from a hallway door up ahead. Carefully, he approached it, dry swallowing, before peeking within. His heart jumped when he saw the scientist that had rolled him over her days prior laid out on an inspection table face down, getting absolutely railed by one of the BEAST-4 subjects from Lab 2, a near 8 foot tall crocodile with the fattest pair of balls he has seen yet. Copious pre splattered all between where his huge cock entered that asshole, and there was evidence of semen splattering all over the pair. The sight was quite arousing, Darex's cock already hardening and pressing up against his full belly once more, but he made himself leave. As he continued further down the hall, he kept hearing more sounds of rough sex, some calls for help, others moaning for more, and the smell of sex grew thicker and thicker. He neared the end of the hallway, finding the entrance to lab 2. He peeked inside, the room with all of the BEAST-4 subjects were contained, finding that all of the containment cells were open. Under the flaring of the dim red lights, he could see multiple hulking figures throughout the room engaged in intense fornication. Cum was pooling all through the room, there was constant moaning as the enhanced subjects rutted, frotted, and blew each other without stopping. The smell of semen was overwhelming. Darex's heart began to race, his unnatural libido spiking from the smell alone. His cock reached max hardness, throbbing and leaking copious pre, wetting the underside of his bloated belly. He had been experimented on nearly as much as these lustful beasts, who had no other desire but to rut one another again and again. The urge to jump into the nearest pair of hunks and get spitroasted was immense, needing to physically shake his head as his feet were already moving toward the nearest anthropomorphic pair. He stopped, an action that took nearly all of his little remaining willpower. He gasped, resisting the urge actually exhausting him. He swallowed, putting his corrupted mind onto something else to distract from the lust driven masses surrounding the room, like getting out of here. One look around the room showed there were at least 6 enhanced subjects, with a few unfortunate scientists who had gotten caught by their own creations and were receiving intense poundings despite their complaints. Everyone was either having rough sex on the floor, or against the walls, with a mostly clear path ahead. Forcing his gaze forward, doing his absolute best to ignore the action around him, Darex walked as quietly as he could straight down fbr middle of the room. One hand rested atop his round belly, nervously tapping the semi taut surface, while the other did its best not to grip his throbbing cock, unable to stop a trail of pre following him in his wake despite actively not participating. He paused as he heard a loud moan to his left, a large rope of semen landing on his feet. He froze, eyes glued to the viscous jizz on his scaled feet. His heart raced faster. The sheer, unadulterated desire for release was too much, his cock spurting a thicker glob of pre on top of that mess. His head began to turn toward the perpetrator, willing to do anything to get a massive cock in his throat or ass, to be filled, to experience orgasm after orgasm, pleasure unceasing...! "Hmmmmnnng...!!" He staggered, biting his own tongue and closing his eyes. One last shred of sanity broke through his clouded mind, and he acted. "Aaaaaah!" He shouted, his clawed hand digging into his own arm painfully. Blood began to spill as he wounded himself, gasping at the intense pain. His eyes snapped open, his mind focusing clearly. His display had garnered the attention of some of the BEAST-4 subjects, licking their lips at the sight of a slightly inflated, plump bottomed twink of a drake, beginning to move on him. But for once, he could think properly, if only for a little. He sent his gaze forward, gritting his teeth, focusing his thoughts on the pain in his arm. "I AM going home! I can't let stupid desire keep me trapped here!" With a roar, he charged straight down the middle of the room. Some of the huge subjects made attempts to stop him, but he clumsily dodged their grabs, large stomach and months of laying down and sitting making the sprint one of the most exhausting things he had ever done. Tail slithering, and claws clacking, he made it out of the room, into the next hallway. The other subjects didn't bother to chase him, returning to their partners and resuming their copulation. He stumbled down the hallway, passing a panicked looking scientist running by. The smells and urges caught back up to him, his brief breakthrough against his unnatural desire returning gradually, but at least now he was away from the core of it. He resorted to stumbling down the hall, constantly shaking his head whenever he felt a desire to return. He eventually found himself at a crossroads in the hallways, a sign on the wall indicating where each one went. Memories returned as his eyes found 'exit.' It was the crossroads when he was wheeled down this way! With hope soaring, Darex began to move down that way, red lights unable to illuminate the end of the hall. He dragged himself forward, teeth gritted with determination. It took several minutes, but after another turn, he found a set of metal doors that retracted into the ceiling, locked shut. He moved to the door, touching the cold surface, his hope dying as his eyes trailed to a red light near the side of the door. Ah shit, it was a card reader! He banged on the metal door once. "Goddammit!" He was so close! Where was he gonna find a key card?! He brainstormed. Maybe one of the scientists would have one on their person? He cringed, as the only ones besides one he had seen were all currently being fucked by those hung subjects. Even if he went back, and somehow got one, he wondered if he even had enough willpower left to resist joining them...even the thought confirmed he wouldn't. Then, he froze, the drake hearing heavy steps coming from behind him. Sweat falling down his neck, he flipped around, seeing one of the 8 foot tall subjects turning the corner to face him not 10 feet away. It took him only a moment to recognize subject 8, the hung, albino lizard that had used him like a personal fuckdoll for a week straight. Those piercing yellow eyes met his own, Darex blushing instinctively as his thighs pressed together, all the raw memories of being fucked by such a massive cock returning, those enormous balls emptying load after load into his body, belly literally inflating from the sheer quantity. He bit his lip. "Ah, fuck me." Subject 8 was holding some kind of white cloth, Darex realizing it to be a scientist's lab coat. Upon seeing Darex, the muscular lizard threw the coat aside, immediately lumbering toward the helpless, horny drake. The lizards purple frilled cock was at its max length of nearly two feet, those familiar basketball-sized nuts swinging with his gait, huge globs of pre staining the ground as he leered over Darex. The beast pushed his leaking cock against the drake's belly, the sphere conforming with resistance, as the lizard brought his snout real close to Darex's own. His heart pounded, his body acting on its own as he accepted the lizard much larger tongue into his own mouth, his cock shooting pre against 8's thigh. As soon as they began making out, Darex knew it was over. His body craved it too much. He would be stuck down here forever, getting fucked, filled, and cumming again and again. A cycle of endless pleasure. He would never return to his normal life, instead he would spend it being the personal cum dump of subject 8 and the others down here. As 8 lowered his cock, the massive rod already spewing pre against his asscheeks, the beast suddenly halted. Darex was taken out of the passion if only for a moment, panting with need as their kiss separated, staring up at those glowing yellow eyes. Those eyes locked with his own, a look of uncertainty in them. Darex could feel the hunks entire body shaking, the beast gritting his teeth and grunting. Those eyes shot to the door he held the small drake against. He spoke shakily with a deep voice, "W...want...leave...!" Darex was shocked, hearing the hung monster speak for the first time. Subject 8, with much effort, pulled away from the blue drake, standing a couple feet away, rod at maximum hardness and leaking absurd amounts of pre cum, the poor guy clearly severely pent up. He grunted, hand gripping his massive rod, the meaty fingers not even able to wrap all the way around its girth, before wetly pumping his rod as best he could. He stumbled to the side, back hitting the wall and sliding down onto his bare ass, jerking as quickly and efficiently as he could, pre spewing like a small fountain all over his hand. He grit his teeth and closed his eyes, leaving Darex to watch the hung reptile go. Darex, being incredibly aroused at the sight was shocked he had backed off from fucking him. It wasn't until his gaze trailed from that huge rod being jacked up to 8's head, eyes widening when he noticed tears dripping down the reptile's pale face. Darex felt himself taken back, blurred memories of when he was first taken in here, the fear and helplessness of being confined, trapped, forcibly experimented on, and saw all of that in those tears. He almost completely forgot. The subjects, they were people, just like him, and were likely torn from whatever lives they had been living just like him, turned into these slaves to sex and body enhancing drugs for who knows how long. To him, these past few months have been an eternity. He could only imagine how long 8 had been down here. Still hard and wet as ever, Darex felt sympathy for the masterbating brute, opting to slowly walk over to his side, and sit on the cold floor right next to the lizard. Instead of helping the hunk relief his desire, he simply rested his hand on 8's non-pumping arm waiting silently for him to climax. It didn't take long, the crying lizard gasping and bucking his hips as incredible ropes of virile cum shot several feet into the air, splattering all over himself, Darex, and pooling on the floor around them. He groaned deeply, rod just continuing to shoot massive shot after shot of viscous seed, those basketball sized nuts resting on the floor clenching with every ejaculation. Entire liters covered the area, his orgasm going on strong even after 10 whole seconds. Dsrex didn't react as the semen soaked his front and legs, dripping down his rotund belly, just holding the beast's arm as he worked through the intense orgasm. The shots tapered out, leaving the huge lizard a cum soaked, panting mess, leaving over a gallon of lizard seed in his wake. Yet despite that, his jizz soaked rod stayed hard, his splattered nuts only looking a little relieved, the panting giant finally noticed the small hand holding his arm, those piercing yellow eyes matching the drake's once more. Darex's showed some level of sadness and sympathy, seeing the giant have to force a load like that out, his body built to overproduce to the point it was almost agonizing to withhold cumming for extended periods of time. The lizard didn't see lust in those eyes like he had seen many times before, he saw...comfort. Darex stayed where he was, not breaking his eye contact. The lizard did, however, turning his head away and staring at something down the hallway. "We...leave...now..." Darex could feel him struggle to get those words out. "He must've been under the influence of these experiments for so long it's messed with his ability to communicate properly." He looked where 8 was looking, finding the coat he had tossed away. 8 started to get up, Darex taking his hand away, as the lizard's steps thumped loudly over to the coat. He picked it up, turning to Darex and looking down at him, offering it to him. "Card..." Darex took it, in awe as he looked back up to him. "You knew...?" He fished into the coat pockets, eventually feeling plastic, and pulling out with a green access card. With a thankful nod, he went to the slider and slide it through. The light flashed green, and the door slide up, revealing a smaller airlock with a side room and a window, with another door just like the one they just opened ahead. They both entered the room, Darex very aware of the huge, warm body following him very closely behind. He looked into the windowed room, finding lockers and another door behind a desk where there sat an empty chair and a computer. He opened the door, the drake waltzing right through while 8 had to duck to enter. He opened a locker, finding random clothes and other personal items strewn about. He opened another, a different array of item and different sized clothes in this one. 8 watched him eagerly, unfortunately unable to take his eyes off of the drake's naked, cum splattered, plump bottom. Darex peeked into the other room, finding a larger locker room, and some showers connected to it. His eyes lit up, gesturing to 8 behind him. "Come here! We can get cleaned up and dressed before we escape!" The giant sauntered in after the hopeful, slightly round drake, smiling all the while.

The two showered quickly, washing off all the sweat and sex fluids from their bodies quickly. Darex struggled to wash below his waist as his widened hips and expanded midriff made it hard to bend down past his sphere of a stomach. He took notice of the lizard's gaze on his still slightly inflated body, the giant obviously trying to push aside certain desires. Darex decided not to risk it and ended the shower as quickly as he could, feeling some of those desires himself. They dried and found clothes on the lockers. Darex tried to slip on underwear that was roughly his size, but was stopped when he realized that waist and ass size had increased, unable to get the pair over his waist properly. He found the largest pair he could, managing to fit it over his butt, but blushed when he realized the material was being stretched by the size of his draconic sheath and fruit sized gonads. It hugged his package tightly, and would not last a second if he got hard while wearing them. He put on large sweatpants, as that was one the only things that would fit, and threw on a long-sleeved shirt, though over half of his scaly belly was exposed since the shirt couldn't fit over the roundness there. He helped 8 pick out the largest size of stretchy sweatpants, and helped the giant stretch it over his muscular legs. It was only an issue when it came to actually covering his package. It managed to fit over, but his package protruded heavily, hiding almost nothing inside. What made it worse was 8's cock could never quite go soft, always at least semi erect, half a foot of purple meat sticking out the top of the waistband. It didn't seem possible to hide properly, so he wrapped a large jacket around the giants waist to hide the cock and some of the huge bulge at once. He tried to fit a jacket around his broad shoulders, but only succeeded in tearing multiple before one black one was finally large and stretchy enough to cover his upper chest and arms, though it was barely too short to hide his toned abs. Somewhat clothed and clean, they exited the locker room barefoot. Darex searched the lockers in the smaller room, likely belonging to the scientists that worked here. There, he managed to find multiple wallets with cash in them. While 8 waited, the drake gathered as much cash as he could, justifying the robbery as these people had them trapped down here for months, ending up with a grand total of 756 dollars. He pocketed the money, searching for anything else that might be helpful. Coming up with nothing, Darex felt they were as prepared as they could get. He sighed, wondering what was gonna greet them outside, before waving to 8 and opening the final door. There was a loud buzz above them, before the door slowly rose. Cool air rushed in, the doors opening to reveal lights lining a concrete tunnel, which ended roughly 20 feet ahead of them, where he saw the night from the outside, city lights in the distance. Darex was in awe, hand softly clutching his stomach, 8 standing tall and staring out, captivated by the sight. Looking at each other, they left the facility that had contained them for so long.