{"sf1_id":1006931,"sf2_id":"4nAL73bm","title":"A Peculiar Prison","author":"BadRoy","words":3506,"posted_at":"2016-05-22T19:54:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Dragon","M/M","Male lactation","Milking","Muscle Growth","Muscles","Non-Consensual"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1006931-a-peculiar-prison","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/4nAL73bm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a0/2e/a02e0c7a-1046-4936-80a5-6a316f48f5bf","description":"#3 of Muscle/Growth/Fat\n\nArturo Drago is an infamous criminal sentenced to life in prison at Sweetwater Penitentiary. This experimental facility puts their inmates to use in a rather unique way.\nMigrating from FA. Going to take a while to get fully caught up.","content":"* * *\n\n* * *\n\nArturo Drago has gone too far. The storied criminal with a history of misdemeanors both violent and   \nnon-violent has landed a life-sentence for an attempted robbery which led to a catastrophic car chase.   \nThe judge, aggravated by Arturo's blasé nature toward his heinous crimes, decided his sentence would   \nbe carried out at the new, experimental Sweetwater Penitentiary. Now, after a holding period at a   \nWashingon police department he is being shepherded to his final home. None have broken free from   \nSweetwater and just as few people know what goes on within its concrete walls. Arturo is unfazed.  \n  \n\"Easy with the chain esé. What is it your first day?\" The gray dragon, clothed in his bright, orange prison   \ngarb, is led by chain into Sweetwater Penitentiary's gates. He is attended by a small group of WPD   \nofficers.   \n  \n\"Shut it Drago. I've had enough of your crap. Can't wait to hand you over.\" The officer holding Arturo's   \nchain grumbles. Arturo smirks in reply. He is unthreatened by the dominating concrete structure before   \nhim. The foreboding layers of fences through which they had passed to reach Sweetwater seem like an   \noverly dramatic display to the experienced dragon. He had broken out of larger and more secure   \nprisons. 'This will be a breeze.' He thinks.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When the group reaches Sweetwater's accessioning entrance the majority of the officers wait outside   \nleaving Arturo alone with the leash-holder.   \n  \n\"Friends waiting outside?\" Arturo jeers \"Are you nervous little man?\" The gray dragon's muscular form   \ntowers above the crested jay who holds his chain. Only his cuffed hands and the officer's possession of a   \ngun prevent him from enacting an escape.   \n  \n\"Sweetwater policy. Come on.\" The officer replies coldly as he leads Arturo into an empty chamber. The   \nofficer walks to the opposing wall and presses a glowing button. Soon two corrections officers emerge.   \nThese have strangely detached demeanors unbefitting of jailors. They swoop into the room and toward   \nArturo.   \n  \n\"Thank you officer, we'll take him from here.\" One of the Sweetwater officers announces. The Jay   \nimmediately hands over Arturo's chain.   \n  \n\"He's alllll yours. Hey Arturo I hope you choke you dirtbag!\" The jay officer calls as the other officers   \nlead the dragon into the room from which they had come.   \n  \n\"Hey, I'll be out of here soon enough!\" Arturo returns boldly.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arturo and the officers leave the concrete and iron bars behind them as they enter a stark-white room   \nwith minimalistic metal fixtures. Arturo is briefly taken aback by the sterile-looking appearance. Before   \nthe group is a metal desk manned by a bookish badger wearing a uniform bearing the logo 'Mandrogen.'  \n  \n\"You are Prisoner AJ-090-15: Arturo Drago correct?\" The badger asks without removing his eyes from his   \nlaptop.   \n  \n\"Damn right.\" Arturo cockily replies. The badger at the desk deigns to raise an eyebrow and look Arturo   \nin the face.  \n  \n\"Proceed\" the badger says to the guards. \"Enjoy your stay Drago.\" He adds.   \n  \n\"Not that I'll be here for long. Hahaha.\" Drago laughs as the guards lead Drago from the room and into a   \nlong hallway. The building which from the outside looks like a normal prison looks more like a science   \nlaboratory within. The hallway is peopled with neat, bookish types.   \n  \n\"Hey isn't this Sweetwater? What's with all this 'Mandrogen?' I ain't heard of it.\" Arturo asks his stoic   \nattendants.   \n  \n\"Sweetwater is our cover. Mandrogen was contracted by the government to run this facility in secrecy.   \nYou will learn why.\" The taller of the guards explains.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ooooh fucking scary. I don't care what experimental shit you have for me. I've seen it all.\" Arturo   \ntaunts. The guard rolls his eyes as they reach their destination. After pushing open the swinging double   \ndoors Arturo and his guards enter a busy room. There are a half-dozen Mandrogen employees tinkering   \nwith a contraption in the center of the room. The machine looks like a masseuses table with   \nconspicuous holes where ones chest would go and another at the waist. There are also tables covered in   \nvials and needles of all shapes and sizes.   \n  \n\"Oh good here he is. Bring him in.\" The evident head of the proceedings announces. The fox, like the   \nrest, wears a lab coat and latex gloves.   \n  \n\"What the hell is this thing?\" Asks a baffled Arturo gesturing the table.  \n  \n\"Alright, cuffs off. Lets get him undressed.\" The fox instructs; ignoring Arturo's question.  \n  \n\"Cuff-wha?!\" Arturo begins as the employees swarm him. The guards who led him in remove his   \nhandcuffs and the employees then go to work on his clothes. He attempts to fight them off, but even his   \nbulging muscles are useless against so many grabbing hands. The roughly unzip his prison garb and pull   \nit off of him leaving him wearing only his boxer shorts.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"He-hey. What do you think you're doing?\" Arturo shouts. The attendants continue to ignore. \"Hey I   \nasked you a question. Give me my clothes back!\"  \n  \nThe gray dragon is bared to the room. Being a flightless dragon Arturo has a robust and husky body   \nwhich has been honed by years of physical training and upkeep. From large, powerful feet trunk-like legs   \ngrow. They sinuously build to a thick core and rather huge tail. His manifold abdominals shine under the   \nfluorescent lights. Above his firm pectorals stands a wide muscular neck atop of which sits Arturo's   \nhandsome head. Adorned with horns resembling those of a bull. He flexes his arms threateningly.   \n  \n\"I said give me my clothes back. Now!\" Arturo shouts at the fox who stands unimpressed. Two   \nattendants grab Arturo's arm and another approaches to give him a swift injection.   \n  \n\"Ack, what the hell was that?\" Arturo asks of the attendants. The fox finally speaks.  \n  \n\"That was your initialization injection. You may begin to feel some minor discomfort.\" The fox tersely   \nexplains.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Initial--rgggh\" Arturo begins before a throbbing pain causes him to moan. His whole body is pulsing.   \nRather his muscles are pulsing and feel as though they are on fire. \"What did you dooo?\" Arturo checks   \nhis arms and notices that his muscles are growing. All along his already prodigious arms and legs the   \nmusculature enlarges. His chest balloons outwards as his pectorals redouble with muscle. The skin, now   \ntaut over them, gives them the appearance of sinuous balloons. Arturo's nipples widen slightly and get   \nhard. A curious tension builds within them. Arturo examines his expanding form in horror. The fire   \nreaches Arturo's groin as well when he penis first becomes erect and then nearly doubles its size. His   \nboxers tent and reveal his shame. As the changes finally cease Arturo towers above his jailors. He peaks   \nfrom between the swollen mountains of his shoulder muscles.   \n  \n\"Wh--What did you do to me?!\" He asks glaring down at his huge hands and still larger arms. \"I look like   \na freak.\" His voice is unnaturally deep. Arturo's massive form quakes. His boxers are moist, his nipples   \nunfathomably tender.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Alright let's get him on the milker.\" The fox orders. The gaggle of assistants crowd Arturo again.   \n  \n\"Hey let go of me. Freaks. What is this?\" He shouts in vain as the crowd first remove his tight boxers and   \nthen pull him toward the contraption in the center of the room.   \n  \nArturo can't put up much of a fight because of his soreness. The crowd drapes his hulking body over the   \ncontraption with his erect dick in the waist hole and his pectorals occupying the chest holes. His arms   \nare shackled to the stirrups and then a belt is secured around his waist holding the dragon firmly in   \nplace.   \n  \n\"Dios mio. What are you going to do to me?!\" Arturo roars fearing the worst.  \n  \n\"We are going to milk you of course.\" The fox states. Before signaling for one of the attendants to   \nactivate the milker. The machine hums and whirs to life as Arturo struggles to free himself. To his horror   \nhe feels a warm, lubricated sheath slip over his cock. Simultaneously two suction cups attach to the   \ntender nipples of his bulging pecs.  \n  \n\"Milk?! But that's impossible. Ah ahhhh.\" Arturo yells before, with the sudden hiss of a vacuum, he   \nbegins to be milked.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The tubes attached to the suction cups squelch and squeal as the warm viscous milk is drawn from   \nArturo's hard nipples. It flows easily and is plentiful. The dragon squirms in a combination of terror and   \nabashed pleasure. His cheeks flush red. The sheath around his penis vibrates and pumps perfectly. It is   \nwarm and textured. Arturo has never felt this much pleasure at once. A fact he is instantly ashamed of.  \n  \n\"How-how is this?\" Arturo begins. From his awkward position he looks under the machine and finds the   \nsuction tubes drawing his own milk to parts unknown beneath the floor. The attendants take notes or   \nchat amongst themselves. \"Hey stop fffucking looking at me.\" He shouts. They ignore him and Arturo   \nblushes more furiously. He buries his maw into the muscular pit of his arm as he is pleasured.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe relentless stroking of the cock-tube quickly draws Arturo to climax. He pulls against the waist strap   \nto try and get away, but still he comes. As he shoots of his load a suction begins and his sperm is drawn   \ninto it. He ejaculates for minutes. His globular balls offer and offer cum to the hungry machine. The   \ndragon roars in sustained pleasure. When he is done climaxing the dragon lays inert with the nipple   \npumps still sucking. Arturo is confused and ashamed, but takes momentary solace in the sexual   \ngratification.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ok, that will do. Get him up.\" The fox demands. \"Congratulations Arturo Drago. You are a very good   \nproducer! You've taken to the injection wonderfully.\"  \n  \n\"What the hell is this place?\" Arturo wonders aloud as the employees raise his heavy form. He stands   \ndumbly and uneasily; a monster. His dick drips and streams of drying milk streak his valleyed abs. An   \nemployee hands him a towel with which he hastily cleans himself. The dragon is startled to find that his   \npenis is still fully erect and his nipples still tender.  \n  \nAn employee approaches Arturo from behind with another device. A collar made of metal and studded   \nconcentrically with rows of bumps. The employee wraps the device around Arturo's impossibly thick   \nneck and clasps it shut. As he does so the dragon feels two pricks against the back of his neck.  \n  \n\"Wha?! What now? What is this?!\" Arturo asks exasperated.  \n  \n\"That is your poppy collar.\" The erudite fox explains. \"Each of those studs contain a fraction of the fluid   \nyou were just injected with. If you disobey an order or have your chain tugged you will hear a pop as one   \nof the studs is cracked and injected through your neck. This will further increase the effects and serve as   \nyour punishment.\" As the fox concludes he hits a buzzer produced from his coat.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No, no way.\" Arturo begins. \"When does this wear off? When will I be normal again?\" He asks urgently.   \n  \nThe fox laughs with his comrades. \"Baha. Normal. This is who you are now. You are a producer. And a   \ngood one at that. As long as you play by the rules you won't turn into a hyper-muscular freakshow. Well,   \nmore of a muscular freakshow.\"  \n  \n\"Grr, you scrawny puto.\" Arturo puts his enormous muscles to task and attacks the fox. He lifts the   \nscientist easily off the ground.   \n  \n\\*Fsss-POP\\*  \n  \n\"Ah, grrooo not again.\" Arturo feels a surging in his neck which rapidly spreads all over his huge body.   \nHis muscles tremble and expand another half inch. His dick extends and pressure builds in his nipples.   \nHis pectorals and ass are particularly effected. With the pecs reaching nearly the size and shape of beach   \nballs and his ass growing rotund and firm. Arturo drops the scientist and recoils.  \n  \n\"No!\" Arturo growls.   \n  \n\"Thataboy. My name is Dr. Miller. I will be seeing you three times a week for your milking.\" The fox   \nintroduces, extending his hand. Arturo ignores him and looks over his freshly enlarged body. \"Ahem.   \nHere, put this on.\" Dr. Miller says offering a pair of shorts. Arturo has to struggle to get the tight latex   \npants over his massive muscles but eventually does so. The black pants are extremely snug and his   \nthrobbing dick tents noticeably within. The dragon isn't happy with how the shorts contour his plump   \nass.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When he is somewhat clothed the doors opposite the ones through which Arturo entered burst open. A   \nbear dressed as a guard strides in. He is holding a kind of high-tech leash. The guard stares at Arturo   \nimmediately and holds the icy gaze as he approaches Dr. Miller. Arturo wishes he had a shirt to cover his   \nbulging pecs and slightly leaking nipples.   \n  \n\"Hey Mike. He's collared up and ready to go. He's a good one. Got three gallons from his first time!   \nGood call.\" Dr. Miller greets him.   \n  \n\"Somehow I knew he would be.\" Mike says while staring daggers at Arturo. The bear approaches and   \nroughly latches his leash. \"See you later Dr. Miller.\" The bear adds absently.   \n  \n\"Bye Mike. Have fun.\" With a wink Dr. Miller turns to his apprentices and they begin cleaning the mess   \nArturo had left behind. The dragon is led sheepishly by Mike toward the double doors. The bear is silent   \nand walks with furious purpose.  \n  \nOn the other side of the double doors Arturo meets his jailmates. In the huge hall which is littered with   \ntables and chairs are hundreds of male inmates at varying levels of gigantism. Some like himself are only   \nslightly enlarged, but sorry others have absurdly large bodies. Their ever-engorged dicks fill the tight   \nshorts they all wear and milk stains their chests. All of the other 'producers' share the meek, broken   \naspect that the dragon is just beginning to assume. A terrified Arturo gawks.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hey! Move!\" Mike yells as he yanks the chain.   \n  \n\\*Fssss-POP, POP, POP\\*  \n  \n\"What!? No no no Arrrghh.\" Arturo doubles over as his body once again quakes and grows. The other   \nproducers try to ignore the sight and the cries. A groaning is heard as the dragon's muscles permanently   \nexpand. His huge dick makes a mess of pre in his shorts.  \n  \n\"Sorry. I'm sorry! Stop pulling.\" Arturo yells. The onlookers relax and turn away.   \n  \n\"When I say move, you move. Got it?\" Mike yells shoving a finger in Arturo's face.  \n  \n\"Y yes... sir.\" Arturo hates to defer to anyone, but doesn't want to end up like the cartoonishly enlarged   \nproducers he has seen.  \n  \nMike resumes walking and Arturo follows closely behind. His steps heavy and plodding. The bear leads   \nArturo to one of the innumerable cells containing a bed, a toilet, and a sink. Curiously it also houses a   \nsmall refrigerator. The stark white walls still recalling that clean and controlled atmosphere. Once inside   \nMike kicks Arturo onto the bed.   \n  \n\"Aghh, what the hell is your problem?\" Arturo shouts as he recovers.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Mike stands rigid. \"You are my god damned problem Arturo Drago. I finally have you. It's been a long   \ntime coming.\" The bear begins to unbutton his shirt. \"Do you remember a blue sedan?\"   \n  \n\"A blue sedan? What?\" Arturo replies.  \n  \n\"Do you remember the blue sedan you plowed through in your 'great escape' two years ago. You killed   \nmy son. He was coming home with his girlfriend and you just fucking crashed right into him.\" Mike   \nangrily tears his clothes off and throws them at the dragon.  \n  \n\"Oh no....\" Arturo groans as the reality of the situation reveals itself to him.  \n  \n\"It's taken me a long time, but I finally got you into Sweetwater. Right into my claws. I am going to make   \nyour life a living hell Drago. A new hell for every day you took from my family.\" The bear, now fully nude,   \napproaches Drago who cowers on the bed.   \n  \n\"Get on your knees.\" Mike orders.  \n  \n\"Huhhh. Wait.\" Arturo stammers. He is startled by the sudden reminder of that long-past crime and by   \nMike's sinister vow.  \n  \n\\*Fsss-POP, POP\\*  \n  \n\"I said on your knees!\" Mike shouts.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Puto, fugger.\" Arturo shouts as his body increases in mass by a full inch. His muscles are almost   \nprohibitively huge. The cleavage formed by his pecs is deep and the dragon is increasingly horny. He   \nrises from the bed and gets on his knees.  \n  \n\"Good.\" Mike says before sitting on his knees facing the dragon. He then starts feeling Arturo up. He   \npalpates the firm muscles and prods his sensitive areas. When he reaches the chest the bear takes one   \nof Arturo's beach-ball pectorals in his hands. He leans his face in and puckers his lips around the   \ndragon's swollen nipple before sucking away.  \n  \n\"What the he-hell are you ...\" Arturo begins to argue. He wants to fight the bear off and trample him,   \nbut the pleasure is too great. He begins to pant and sigh as his cock grows even more firm.   \n  \n\"Shlp-, you like this huh? You like getting sucked off by a man?\" The bear growls  \n  \n\"Ssstop. Stop it.\" Arturo's impassioned groans reveal his perverted delight. The bear sucks at the tender  \nteet while the warm cream fills his mouth.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"God it feels so good.\" Arturo groans. He allows a hand to wander south and free his massive cock.   \nWhen free of the latex it nearly knocks Mike over.  \n  \n\"You are a sick bastard. Go on you horny slut.\" Mike says as he stands up. Arturo, helpless in the face of   \nhis artificial lust, begins to stroke his huge, slick cock. No amount of shame could stop him. He pumps   \naway lustily. Mike walks to his backside with the leash in hand.   \n  \n\\*Fsss-POP\\*  \n  \n\"Bend over.\" Mike orders  \n  \n\"Grrooo, no more. So horny.\" Arturo shouts as he leans forward on one arm while jacking off with the   \nother. The dragon is barely aware of the bear's presence as his body bulks up. His taut skin glistening   \nwith moisture.  \n  \nMike has produced lubrication and is fingering Arturo's asshole. When thoroughly lubricated Makes   \nstands and spanks the dragon's tight ass.   \n  \n\"Get ready bitch. This is the first of many.\" Mike says as he slowly buries his dick in Arturo's backside.   \n  \n\"Unnnfff\" Arturo groans. Mike is completely inside. The dragon's eyes spin. He pumps his gigantic dick   \nand spills precum on the floor.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; For his part Mike plows Arturo's firm ass with abandon.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;His fury and vengeance apparent in his fervent   \nhumping. He takes a huge amount of pleasure in knowing the murderer of his son will be trapped in a   \nhulking, monstrous body and forced to milk for the rest of his life. The bear grins wildly as Arturo sobs   \nbetween lusty moans.  \n  \n\"Please, so good.\" Arturo dumbly drawls. His panting picks up pace as he feels the climax approaching.   \nHis ass cheeks clench and his melon-sized testicles withdraw as the dragon comes. He roars in pleasure   \nas he begins to unload gallons of cum onto the bare floor.  \n  \n\"Yeah. Yeah you sick fucker. You like when I fuck this tight hole?\" Mike shouts. He himself comes shortly   \nafter. After relishing his victory over the infamous criminal he pulls out and leaves his mess on Arturo's   \nshining rump.  \n  \nThe dragon is still reeling from his overwhelming orgasm as Mike reclaims his clothes and spanks the   \nplump ass one last time.  \n  \n\"You pathetic piece of shit.\" Mike taunts. \"Look at you. A huge cumdumpster making a mess of himself\"   \nThe bear shakes his head as he walks toward the door. Arturo wishes he would drop dead. \"I've told the   \nother guards you are fair game so I hope you are ready to have lots of visitors. I'll be back tomorrow to   \nget you for your milking. Oh, by the way. Take a look in the fridge.\" Mike reaches the door and glares at   \nhis hated prisoner one last time before departing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The gray dragon sits hunched over and defeated. It takes a few minutes of effort to force himself to   \nstand and clean up. He is beyond ashamed and sorely wishes the whole afternoon would turn out to be   \na nightmare. After fetching a towel and wetting it in the sink Arturo cleans the cum from his cock and   \nfrom his ass. After cleaning his super-tight shorts he dons them. He looks over his body which is now   \nroughly four-times the size it was originally. He can barely reach an arm across his chest because of the   \nhuge and bulky muscles. Remembering Mike's parting words Arturo decides he may as well take a look   \nin the fridge. He crosses his plain, white cell and opens the fridge door.  \n  \n\"Oh you have got to be kidding me.\" Arturo exclaims in his guttural and deep voice. Within the fridge   \nare rows and rows of glass bottles of milk. A single note sits on the shelf.  \n  \n\"We only serve two solid meals a week here. So drink up. You might meet the guy it came from. Fuck   \nyou, ~ Mike\"   \n  \n\n"}