The Procedure
A cold, bare room; the exact location of it remained a mystery, as well as its purpose. Deep in the bowels of the earth, it stood the passage of time, serving as a backdrop for the shadowy plans that were hatched there.
What he was doing there was beyond his comprehension; after all, it was not for this that he signed up the first place. Perhaps he should have read the fine print of that apparently medical experiment before agreeing to it. He should have listened to those that warned him not to engage in those tests, but the money was too good; how could he refuse funds when he was in such desperate need of them?
Of course, he could have taken a few jobs, here and there, but this one promised enough to make all the worries he had vanish for quite a while. It was too much for him to ignore, making it the perfect trap...
Shaking his head, he looked around; he wasn't sure what they were planning to do, but there was little he could do at the moment, for he was tied to a chair, his arms straight above his head, while his legs where spread, his tail held out of the way, while his wings were held in place.
Perhaps he could break the restraints that were holding him, if he was able to focus his strength on one of the them. However, there was a chance that it would fail because his captors wouldn't give him an opportunity like that, not when he was apparently needed for the purpose they had in mind.
He struggled for a moment before realizing that it was pointless; the restraints were made to resist. All he could do was to wait, for he was sure that something was bound to happen, unless they wanted to leave him there in such a position, the silence and the lack of stimulation driving him insane with time.
As his mind was elaborating different reasons that could have explained the lack of activity, a small panel in the wall moved, breaking his concentration. He observed the opening, wondering what was its purpose; would something enter the room or was it going to be used to observe him?
What appeared to be a clear tube emerged from the hole; its goal was unknown to him, but he had the impression that it would be quite clear in a few moments, as it was approaching him. Stopping near him, it stood there for a moment before moving again, aiming at his tail hole. Near it, it stopped again, as it was calculating the best angle to penetrate him; but it seemed so big, would he be able to handle such a girth?
However, there was little he could do to prepare himself, as he observed the tube plunge in him, making him gasp; as the tube pushed in him, he grinded his teeth, feeling it fill him in a way that he never thought possible.
Panting, he waited for it to move, but it stood there, deep inside him; what was the point of leaving it there, without animating it to perform any action at all? Perhaps it was gathering data? Or was it on standby, waiting for a new order?
Observing the tube, he noticed that something seemed to be crawling in it; perhaps it was his mind playing trick on him. But as he watched the tube again, he realized that not only was there something crawling in it, it wasn't alone.
His breath accelerating, he observed with growing worry as the creatures that were in the tube advanced toward him, unable to know what they were or what they were going to do once they would reach him, for there was nothing he could do to stop them.
Closing his eyes, he tried to calm himself; there was no point in panicking, for this was something he couldn't avoid. Might as well try get on with it, while not giving the ones that placed him in this situation the satisfaction that they were seeking.
However, as he tried to make peace with himself, he couldn't help but watch the tube again, noticing that the creatures using it were very close him. They looked like a mix between a crawler and a slug, making him shiver for a moment.
But as he continued observing, one of them reached his tail hole, making him stop. He held a gasp as it crawled inside him, soon followed by the others; he had no idea what they were going to do inside him, but it wouldn't be long until he would learn...
He felt the tube retract a bit, as if it wanted to give more space to the creatures that were crawling in it. As a result of it, the beings that were already in him left the tube and began navigating in him, their tiny legs and chitin rubbing against his insides.
They gathered inside him, their number making his stomach swell, giving him the impression that he was pregnant, while his member, flaccid in the beginning from the stress he faced, was now fully erect, much to his shame.
The constant movement, the rumbling, the exploration; although he didn't want to admit it, he was pretty close to an orgasm, and yet, he didn't want to indulge in one, not when this was happening.
And yet, as he was trying to stop his rising pleasure, the last crawler arrived inside him, pushing him over the limit; as his body spammed under his orgasm, his semen splattering on the floor, he felt the creatures settling in him, attaching themselves to him. He was a host, the one that would feed them...
''It seems like the subject reacted well; we will have to observe if he will be a stable environment for their growth. After all, we don't want to deceive our new friends, now, don't we?'' said a scientist outside the room, while another one was observing the experiment going on.
''It was thanks to them that we were able to give a new purpose to this place, along with some new benefits; I wonder what they will say about these results,'' said the other one, as they watched a strange being enter the room, as if a crawler was mixed with a slug and an ant.
Without a word, it looked at the experiment; this would be a great step toward a new generation...