Save The Rhinos
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_For those that weren't aware, the northern white rhino is now functionally extinct, as no males of the subspecies are known to exist. The southern white rhino is still around and has a sizeable population, with many efforts being made to preserve it. _
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“Name?"
“Michelle. Langley."
“Race?"
“Human, Caucasian."
“Height?"
“6 feet, 5 inches."
The interviewer glanced up from his notes and looked her up and down, before nodding.
She was a big girl.
“Weight?"
“260 pounds."
She was a big girl.
“Great, and you know why you're here?"
“Yes. To help save the rhinos."
“Right, yeah, but you know what your role in that is, right?"
“Of course."
…
“Help save the endangered white rhino!"
The television blared as Michelle made lunch.
“We need help from volunteers like you to save these majestic creatures!"
A salad. Again. She wasn't fat. Just big. She had quite a bit of muscle on her, but her breasts and hips put on weight quite easily, resulting in G-cups and an hourglass figure.
“Compensation and long-term employment opportunities may be available!"
Oh? Now that caught her attention. She had been a project manager at some major tech company, but the recent round of layoffs had been truly cutthroat. While the severance was nice, and she still had plenty of savings, she knew she would eventually need to find a new job. And helping animals might be a nice change of pace. What did she always say she wanted to be when she grew up? Zookeeper? Veterinarian? Something like that.
“Call Fertenics Solutions now at 1-800" -
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“Hello, thanks for calling, how can I help you?"
“I wanted to inquire about volunteering, for the rhinos."
“Oh! That's wonderful, thank you! Most of our currently available roles are in services, do you have any prior experience?"
“Services?"
“Yes, cafeteria, sanitation, things like that."
“Oh. Hm. What was that about, uh, compensation?"
“...Oh! That's actually primarily for a very specific role."
“I'd like to hear more."
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“So, just to be perfectly, crystal clear. You're aware that you're signing up to be a surrogate for a rhinoceros, right?"
Apparently, at some point, between all of the natural and man-made disasters, the females of this particular species had been wiped out. Only a few males remained before they would be fully extinct.
“Of course."
“...Okay, then. The next step will be some lab tests. You've already cleared the initial screening, so you'll be compensated $5,000 for the tests. If you clear those as well, you should receive additional compensation. It's all in the paperwork I've got here for you. Please make sure to read it thoroughly, there's some heavy stuff in there. Would you like to be provided with a lawyer?"
“No, that's quite alright."
“...Okay, then."
Michelle picked up the documents that were slid across the table and began to glance through them.
Disclosure. NDA. Liability. Consent. Consent. Modification? Consent.
She slid the signed forms back across.
The interviewer looked back up, surprised.
“Already done? You did read them, right?"
“Of course."
“...Sure, alright. Well, I'll get these over to legal and they'll get them processed as soon as possible. You should be getting a call within the next 3-5 business days which will inform you on how to proceed. Thank you for coming by, we look forward to having you."
Michelle nodded, standing and grabbing her bag, before exiting the office.
The interviewer looked over the documents, and then back at his phone.
“Crazy bitch."
…
The phone call came 3 days later. They would need her to come to the lab to test her “viability, compatibility and capacity". Whatever that meant.
And that's why she was here now, in a white-walled waiting room.
“Ms. Langley?"
She looked up and saw a little rat-morph lab tech peeking around a door frame. One hand holding a clipboard, the other, a pen.
“Yes, that's me."
The tech smiled.
“Great, you're up next! Please come right this way and we can get started immediately."
She stood and followed the smaller man into the room.
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After all the generic tests – blood pressure, oxygen, etc. – she was stripped of her clothing, lain on a metal table and strapped in. She'd read a brief summary of what to expect, and so did not complain about being exposed.
“Okay, we're going to go ahead and proceed with the main portion of the tests. We'll be testing viability, compatibility and capacity, as you may have already been told. This procedure will not be painful, but may be unpleasant. Would you like to be sedated?"
The tech smiled expectantly.
“No, that's quite alright."
The tech nodded enthusiastically.
“Okay, great, well one of the doctors is coming over now to monitor, but we'll go ahead and get started. Oh, and by the way, my name is Roger. Please let me know if you feel any significant discomfort or would like the procedure to stop."
He stepped out of field of view for a moment, returning with a tray of syringes. He got to work with a flurry of motion.
First was a blood draw.
Then an injection. Left arm.
Another injection. Left leg.
Third injection. Left leg, again.
By this point, the doctor arrived. A tall, lanky ibex.
“Good afternoon, thank you for joining us. I am Doctor Levitan. It looks like you've already gotten started. Sorry I'm late, but I'll just be observing. You may continue."
Roger quickly returned to work.
Second blood draw.
Michelle had begun to feel a bit dizzy.
He grabbed both vials of blood and placed them in a small machine near the doctor. They both looked intently at the screen for a few short moments before the doctor nodded.
Roger walked back over with a new syringe, complete with a frighteningly large needle.
“Okay. This will likely sting a bit."
He pressed the needle slowly into Michelle's abdomen before slowly pressing the plunger. While not incredibly painful, it was quite intimidating. Michelle closed her eyes and waited it out.
After pulling the needle free, he began rubbing gel onto her abdomen, before picking up a small electronic device. He met Michelle's questioning gaze.
“Ultrasound. Just going to take a quick look."
Placing the receiver onto her abdomen, he slowly adjusted the position, before turning to glance at the monitor. Michelle hadn't noticed the doctor walking up to check the monitor as well.
Roger piped up, “Very good. We'll proceed with the final test. This is the capacity test. Once again, please let me know if you experience any significant discomfort."
He reached under the table and placed a small nozzle against her vagina, before slowly pushing it in. The nozzle briefly inflated, locking itself inside, before a warm liquid began to pump into her. She felt her vagina slowly fill to capacity, then overfill, before she felt something release inside her and the pressure began to alleviate. Now, she could feel the liquid pour into her lower abdomen, her womb. As the liquid kept coming she could begin to see the top of her belly peeking over the two melons on her chest as she was forced to expand to accommodate the incoming flood. Despite this, she felt no real discomfort, just a pleasant fullness.
The liquid's flow was quite slow, but after about 10 minutes, she was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed. She had expanded to look like she was full term with child, and was still growing. Despite this, she still felt no pain. It must have been whatever drugs she had been given, surely.
In another 10 minutes, she was starting to feel a bit of stretching, with her stomach protruding obscenely from her body. The weight of it had begun to press down on her body, causing her breathing to become labored.
Another 10 minutes went by, and it looked like a fully inflated beach ball, beyond anything the human body could realistically handle. By this point, she began to feel a tense straining in her abdomen. Still no pain, but she wasn't really sure how much more she could handle. Thankfully, Roger reached under the table and the flow of water slowed, then stopped.
“Okay, I think we're done here. Let's go ahead and get you drained out, okay?"
He guided Michelle, still plugged up, to a small basin near the corner of the lab, while her belly jiggled and wobbled, and helped her gently sit down on a small stool placed inside. He pressed a release on the plug and pulled the nozzle out, which caused some small amount of the fluid to immediately begin leaking out. The thick, slimy substance stayed mostly in place, until Roger gently pressed his hands against her abdomen, and pushed. The slime gushed from her, pouring and barely making progress down the drain, instead pooling up around her feet.
“It's a nutrient-rich mineral oil. Possibly too nutrient-rich", Roger explained.
Her belly slowly deflated, accompanied by the obscenely wet noises of thick fluid sloshing its way out of her nethers. When she was fully emptied, she was left with slime halfway up to her calves, nearly running over the sides of the basin. Roger took one last blood sample and left her to talk quietly with the doctor. She sat and waited, taking the chance to catch her breath until she felt ready to stand up.
Roger walked over to her and handed her clothes over.
“Thank you for your participation, we'll have the results of the tests in about a week, so expect a call from us around then. Please feel free to stay here and take as much time as you need to recover."
Michelle nodded and got dressed as the two left the room. I guess it was time to head home and wait.
…
Michelle received the call 5 days later, informing her that the test results had returned and she was an eligible candidate.
And so, she found herself sitting at a small table in another white lab room. The room was mostly empty, aside from a small, oddly shaped bench in the middle and the table that she was sat at. Nearby was the door through which she'd entered, and at the far end of the room was a large metal double door. And along the side of the room was a large viewing window. She could see a couple individuals in lab coats standing in the observation room, watching intently. Sitting across the table from her was Dr. Levitan.
“So, you understand that if you choose to accept this procedure, you will potentially undergo a full-term pregnancy for a rhinoceros, that is correct?"
“Yes, of course."
“And you've read the documentation, and are aware of the potential health risks and complications associated with this procedure, and choose to accept this risk?"
“Yes."
“And you've also seen what exactly this procedure will entail?"
“Yes, I read all of the documentation."
In excruciating detail. To include the part where she would be provided with $50,000 for undergoing the procedure, as well as a monthly per diem, and a substantial bonus should she bring a viable child to term. Enough to keep her afloat for years to come.
And perhaps some small part of her was excited. A new experience, one that perhaps nobody else in the world would ever have. For a great cause, no less. A true altruist, she was.
“Okay, then. Well, if you have no further questions and are willing, we can begin immediately."
“Yes, that sounds good."
…
Roger scurried around the naked woman once more, prodding with needles and various medical instruments. A significantly larger chemical retinue would be preceding this operation. The preparation was the most complex and important part of the entire procedure. The operation itself was actually quite simple, really.
The preparatory drugs would enhance a vast array of her physical form, enhancing elasticity, body size and muscle volume. These would be necessary for the human body to carry something as large as a rhino calf. Additionally, she would be given a fertility drug, causing forced ovulation to release a number of her own ova. She would then be injected with a uniquely crafted retrovirus, tailored to her specific genomic structure, which would locate and convert one of her ova into one that would be viable for fertilization by rhinoceros sperm. Finally, to maximize the odds of successful fertilization, in vitro fertilization would not be used. She was instead be bred multiple times by a number of live rhinos to provide as many opportunities as possible for success.
And this is why Michelle was strapped into a short breeding mount, on her hands and knees, fully exposed from the rear, as Roger finished his work.
He piped up with an “Alright, well, best of luck!" before quickly exiting the room, pulling his little trolley behind him out the door. As it shut behind him, leaving Michelle tied up and alone, she began to truly feel how exposed she was. Second thoughts began racing through her head, as she considered all the possibilities that she had been ignoring up until now. Especially once she heard the steady thumps of heavy footsteps slowly approaching from down the hall.
She heard the metal doors slide open, and realized that the time to question her decisions was far too long gone. The thudding steps approached her from behind and she could hear the little snorts and heavy breathing of the massive creature. This would surely be a smooth and safe process, right? Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the researchers on the other side of the glass watching, taking notes.
She felt the thump as the large creature stepped forward and dropped its bulk on the mount above her. Something monstrous pressed against her legs as it adjusted its positions. She could feel it brushing against her thighs, a tremendous girth, far beyond anything she'd felt, real or otherwise. It rose to press against her backside, sliding around, inquisitively searching for purchase. And then it found its prize.
The massive member pressed firmly against her cunt, forcing its way inexorably further in. There was no gentleness, no preparation, just a series of hard shoves and grunts, as she was spread further and deeper than she had ever been in her life. Her entrance positively gaped as the unfamiliar anatomy twisted and pressed against the sides of her now cavernously stretched passage. In preparation for the moment, she had, of course, done some quick research to know what she was in for, but this was beyond anything she could have possibly expected.
Leaning against the side of the mount and she pressed a hand against her belly, as she felt the incredible bulge pressing her belly outwards. It was, by this point, more than a foot into her, pushing out above her belly button, but the rhinoceros was clearly not satisfied with even this, as it had even more to give. The sides of the cock flared out, pushing her even further open, beyond what she thought could even be possible. She could feel the tip prodding at the entrance to her womb, an act that should be incredibly painful, but the chemical cocktail she had been given left her with only a feeling of satisfying fullness, and no shortage of pleasure.
She moaned as the massive dick pressed even further inside her body, shoving her womb up into her chest cavity, and the bulge moved further up from her abdomen, her heaving breasts pushed aside to make room for the new intruder. Finally, as she struggled to catch her breath, her lungs barely able to fill with the new size limitations, the beast seemed to have bottomed out, as his legs pressed firmly against the back of the mount.
It seemed content to bask in the sensation for a moment, giving Michelle a few precious moments to catch her breath. It then slowly began to pull back, and she felt the gaping emptiness as space returned to her torso, before ramming it back in.
The rhino hammered into her over and over, barely giving her opportunity to draw breath before the next thrust punched it out of her. Despite the enormous size difference, the drugs gave her body an incredible level of elasticity, and she found herself thoroughly enjoying the rough treatment. The pounding continued for a few minutes and Michelle lost track of how many times she came, fluids spraying liberally around the sides of the incredible mast she was impaled on. Finally, a couple slow, heavy thrusts and she felt the beginnings of warmth spreading deep inside her. The rhino sat still as his pulsing cock pushed wave after wave of thick cream into her. Its production had clearly been enhanced by drugs as well, as she felt the bulge in her chest slowly soften, the liquid mass rapidly pooling in her deepest places. As the flow slowed, she could hear the mount groan as the beast shifted its weight and began pulling out of her. The gaping mess that was her cunt was exposed to fresh air as she felt truly empty. The creature had filled her in a way that she would likely not feel again in her life.
At least, that's what she thought, as she heard someone gently guiding it away from her, back down the hallway. Until the next rhinoceros arrived, at least.
…
While resources were limited, the lab had been able to retrieve three rhinos for the purposes of this experiment, and each of them was given an opportunity to provide genetic material to save their species.
This left Michelle in incoherent mess, still gasping for breath as the mount was opened and the restraints released. Her belly was massively swollen, far beyond a normal pregnancy, as it jiggled with every slight movement. Her pussy was still positively gaping, showcasing the bright red interior, painted white by the sheer volume of fluid still leaking out. A couple hands gently grabbed her arms and lifted, helping pull her free of the contraption, causing a massive gush of slimy mess to eject from her thoroughly abused hole. She gently placed onto a small stretcher that had been brought in and escorted to another room. By this point, she was barely conscious, unable to process anything other than that the procedure had been completed. The quiet steps of the two assistants slowly rocked her to sleep as her mind tried desperately to recover from an indescribable sensory overload.
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Day 15
Michelle hadn't quite noticed any real differences in her stomach yet, apart from the occasional bout of nausea. In fact, she was rather surprised, and would have thought the procedure failed, had the researchers not reassured her of its success on each of her weekly check-ins. She pressed a palm against her belly, wondering if she was actually feeling a bulge, or if it was just her mind playing tricks on her.
The rest of the changes, on the other hand, were far more obvious. She had gain a couple inches in height since the “operation" and more than a couple pounds. While she hadn't been fat, she was definitely a bit out of shape. This plushness remained unchanged, but she could feel the muscles underneath firming up a bit as the drugs prepared them to carry an extraordinary amount of weight.
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Day 47
It was quite noticeable now. Michelle definitely looked pregnant now. The growth had rapidly accelerated after the first month and she could absolutely feel it.
She was still growing everywhere else, too. Another few inches of height and another few pounds of muscle. Her breasts had grown as well, going from the previous G-cups to incredible J-cups.
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Day 86
Michelle's baby appeared to be growing exponentially by this point. Only three months in and her belly already looked like she was halfway done with her pregnancy. On her massive frame, however, this didn't seem nearly so cumbersome. She was well over 7 feet tall by this point, massive breasts hanging heavily over the top of her pregnancy bulge. She'd gained even more muscle by this point, looking like she might be at home at a weight lifting competition, if not for being heavy with child.
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Day 121
Another month gone by and more growth. She now looked as though she were in the late stages of pregnancy, but held it well. Her height appeared to have stabilized at around 7 feet and 6 inches, which was just as good. Any further and the doctors weren't sure her organs would be able to keep up with the growth. The rest of her hadn't stopped growing, however, and where she wasn't getting taller, she had started getting wider. Her hips had grown further and her muscles firmly against the softness that still clung to her limbs.
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Day 162
By this point, her child had grown to what would be full term for a normal human, though it still looked considerably smaller on her giant frame. She'd grown even wider, her hourglass figure becoming increasingly exaggerated as her hips and shoulders spread.
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Day 199
Her womb pressed out against her body, extending a full foot out from her torso. It hung low, the weight dragging it (and her) down. Her enormous breasts no longer covered it, and no bra could hope to cover them. They instead now rested heavily atop her growing child.
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Day 220
Her belly was now at the point that there was something obviously unnatural about the pregnancy. It protruded massively and she could just barely wrap her arms around it. The heavy weight was constant and despite her enhanced body, she found herself sitting more frequently. The weekly check-ins, however, showed that everything was continuing at the expected pace.
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Day 247
She now had difficulty standing, and was only able to walk for short distances before needing to take a break. She had stopped growing forward so much and had begun spreading out. Her belly was nearly as wide as she was, now, and pressed just as far forward. Her breasts were nearly as large, and added even more weight to her front. To make matters worse, they had begun to leak now, as well, and with their size, she needed assistance to take care of it.
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Day 273
Michelle now wore a harness. It wrapped around the underside of her obscenely massive pregnancy and helped redistribute the weight more evenly across the rest of her body. It had been scrappily slapped together by a couple of the scientists that were monitoring her, since they hadn't realized just how much the weight would impact mobility.
The rest of her figure had continued to fill out, leaving her looking like some ancient fertility goddess, nearly as wide as she was tall, with her stomach filled out just as much.
Now, she could feel the little beasty moving around, on occasion. Little flutters, here and there, a satisfying sensation to let her know that her job was nearing completion.
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Day 299
She hadn't expected this. When shown the documents she signed, it was clearly explained, but in her eagerness to move on, she had stupidly missed it. This wasn't a human pregnancy, of course. Human pregnancies typically lasted a little over 9 months. Rhino pregnancies were the second longest gestation of any animal – at least 15 or 16 months.
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Day 319
She had grown beyond what seemed humanly possible. The child's growth had slowed somewhat, but this still left her looking as though she were carrying at least 10 children beyond full term. Her skin was stretched taut and she knew that the medications she was handed every week were the only things keeping her held together. Her breasts now constantly dribbled milk, no matter how frequently they were emptied. The rhino had begun moving more now, as well. The occasional flutters now became real kicks, pressing visibly against her tight skin.
Was she going to survive this?
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Day 355
The doctors assured her that everything was going as expected. Both she and the baby were perfectly healthy, and she would most assuredly survive. Every time she went for a check-up, the lab buzzed with excitement, everyone positive that she would be successful. After a full year, all other participants had failed for one reason or another. Health issues, complications, rejection. But Michelle wouldn't lose.
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Day 391
She was no longer independently mobile and needed to be carted around. She had been moved to a small room on-site for more regular monitoring. When viewed from the front, her pregnancy now comprised the majority of her height. Its weight dragged it low, but everything from her now immeasurable bust down to her knees was just belly. It occasionally squirmed and bounced of its own accord as the lively baby inside moved. She was hopeful that it would be over soon.
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Day 420
Michelle's belly now nearly reached the floor, and would occasionally brush against it, were she able to stand and walk. The expanse of flesh had slowly shifted from a light pink to a darker red, with some small streaks of purple as her body had begun to find its limits. The movements from inside became a regular occurrence, as the calf wriggled around, jostling her entire body this way and that. She had to be permanently attached to a set of industrial-grade milkers as her body continuously produced a heavy stream of milk at all times. What they did with it all, she had no clue.
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Day 457
As the fifteenth month came to a close, her belly had become nearly as large as herself. She would now be forced to drag it along the floor, if she could walk at all. Over the past the combined lack of mental stimulation, regular drug doses and her overstretched body had left her struggling to maintain consciousness, instead drifting in and out of sleep.
Suddenly, she snapped awake.
Her entire body tensed as she felt a flood of liquid spray against her thighs.
“Ngh… Help! It's… Happening!"
After a few tense moments, a doctor rushed in. Doctor Levitan.
“Okay, bear with me, we're going to do this."
Michelle barely even registered that he was speaking. Every last muscle rhythmically pulsed as her body went into overdrive to eject the massive rhino calf.
She felt the calf slowly shifting within her as a number of people she hadn't realized were there helped move her to a more effective position. She was placed on a specially made gurney designed to help support the weight of the pregnancy, while she focused on the steady contractions.
Her entire womb slowly descended, pushing the calf along with it as the muscles forced it towards her loosened cervix. She could feel as first one, then both feet painfully stretched open that tight ring of muscle. By the time the face begin pushing through, the legs had already reached her vaginal entrance, stretching it wider than ever before. Her pussy lips were spread thin, a tight pink circle surrounding the legs, as a bit of the amniotic sac dangled lightly below. Another heavy contraction and the body slipped further out, the baby's head now at the entrance. She screamed, and cried, completely insensate as something the size of a Great Dane bulldozed its way out of her body.
A few more contractions, but the child refused to move, her taut cunt unable to stretch any further around its muzzle. The doctors began trying to assist, pulling at the legs, massaging her entrance, doing anything they could think of in the mad panic.
Finally, a small jerk and the head emerged. A few seconds later, the rest of the calf smoothly slid its way out, dragging her overburdened womb out with it. A massive splash of fluids and finally, the deed was done.
Once the doctors finished congratulated her and themselves, they began the process of cleaning up the mess. The child was placed next to her and one of her tremendous teats was placed in its mouth, which is promptly began to feed on.
The entire procedure had been a success, though only one offspring was produced. The calf was a female, however, and in just a few years, would be able to begin assisting in bringing their population back. A nice side effect of this unique procedure was the introduction of additional genetic diversity caused by the mutated human ova, which would help mitigate the effects of the in-breeding that may be necessary to further expand the herd.
The next few days were a blur, as Michelle recovered. Her stomach was utterly ruined, marked by deep stretching and sagging flesh. Her pussy was similarly destroyed, her cervix dangling out of the permanently gaping entrance. But honestly? She didn't really mind. With all the changes to her body, what was one more? She was a glorious idol of fertility, a monument to procreation, capable in ways that no other human could hope to match. And besides, these changes would just make it even easier next time. And she'd never have to worry about money again.