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Rak looked even more predatory than normal, no small feat for the grinning Tiger, but there were reasons for that. His company was growing steadily in success, and with the most recent advances they'd made, the niche market he'd been slowly expanding into was about to get much, much bigger. But the most immediate of those reasons was right in front of him. A muscled, strongly built Unicorn Stallion, a zebra even, who had read the ad he'd placed and come in willingly. "You understand, of course, that there is not much compensation we can offer." Rak said blandly, glancing over the black and white stripped myth... who certainly didn't appear at all bothered by that. "I know that your kind don't really need money or gold of any sort, but there is something I can offer..." The sly Tiger mentioned, he'd have his investigator look into this strange creature as soon as Hooves had came in.

The Tiger grinned, opening up the top drawer of his desk, keeping his wrists straight as he did so. He reached inside and pulled out a few pictures, sliding them over to the Unicorn. "Once our testing is done, we'll revoke our claim to this stretch of land." He purred, watching the Myth look at the pictures with surprise and shock in his bright blue eyes. "In your hands, it can become a nice, pleasant nature reserve." Rak offered, smiling broad and warmly even as he knew the nature loving myth could hardly refuse. Of course, a simple Tiger couldn't possible harm the Unicorn, much less the flailing, technological devices that a mere mortal could develop. It seemed, for all intents and purposes, to be quite the deal for the handsome male myth.

"The devices we're looking into should be able to help greatly in the medical field, assuming that your physiology and that of a normal Stallion matches, for the most part." The wicked Tiger said, chuckling as he noted a challenging look sweep over the equine's long narrow muzzle.

Hooves looked the pictures over, they were of his nice woodland glade something that was getting harder and harder to fine in this day and age. The Zebracorn looked board by the idea, and yet there was something about the handsome striped feline. Hooves had always had a thing for predators, the sense of animalistic danger perhaps. In fact he could almost hear the desire in Rak's wheeling voice, a kind of greedy avarice that made him feel exciting. "So I'll be helping the world then?" Hooves purred teasingly as he looked the sexy striped feline over, hoping that he could entice the sexy pred into some naughty play later. "What... Why wouldn't I have a Stallions physiology? I'm as much of a Stallion as the next guy... I don't care what you've heard." The Zebracorn blurted out defensively, wondering if his reputation had gotten around perhaps a bit too much. Just because a guy was easy... didn't make him any less of a Stallion after all.

"So where do I sign up." The big Tiger grinned and handed him a tablet, the Zebracorn looked the strange device over. Spotting the line where his signature was required, but the Tiger hadn't given him a pen.

"Just use your finger." Rak explained, as he watched the handsome striped myth awkwardly rub his wide finger across the screen. The ambitious predator thinking that this really was for the best, it would take far too many normal horses to complete his testing.

"Alright all signed up so when do we start?" Hooves asked, watching the sexy Tiger smile at him in that kind of threatening way predators did... that hinted they couldn't wait to take a bite out of you.

"Immediately... if you would please follow me..." Rak stood up and lead the way down a long hallway, aware that the myth was watching his tail sway as he walked.

Rak grinned warmly, his tail flicking back and forth in obvious delight at his latest coup, the myth seemed to be everything his reputation espoused. A little arrogant about his ability to preserve himself, eager for danger, and almost certainly a poof. He smirked, knowing that it wouldn't be long until the other bowed to his desires the Unicorn would be broken. After all... that was part of the point, the government had to be shown what could be done to any male no matter how resilient. He pushed open a door,and then held it open, gesturing inside the room. "Come in... please." Rak said slowly, smiling that hot, predatory smile yet again as the eager grinning Zebracorn did just as he was told.

As the Unicorn walked in, he'd be greeted by a sterile looking lab, with a series of strange looking devices around it. The Tiger smiled happily at his victim, walking up to the first of those devices. It seemed to be a large, well padded table, but it was curved in such a way that there was no chance of laying on it--at least not ones back. "Strip down entirely, and then climb up here and lay muzzle down." The handsome stripped feline said, patting the table with one big paw. "Muzzle through the hole at the top and your bits through the hole at the bottom. It should be very comfortable." He assured with a quick wink, that spoke of lewd pleasures that were to come.

He waited, watching the other moving around a bit, and then climbing up onto the table. As he got into position, the Tiger started pulling out straps, instructing the Unicorn to lay in a particular place or way, strapping him down onto the table slowly and always making sure he was comfortable. After the big myth was entirely in place, Rak smiled and rubbed over his back and flanks a little, licking his lips. 'Maybe the Tiger was gay?' That would make sense, given the apparent hunger in his eyes... Though, a few seconds later, the Unicorn would feel a strange, fuzzy sensation as the machine clicked on. Like someone was pressing against him from all directions over every square inch of his furry body.

"There." The handsome Tiger purred, licking his lip's like he was looking at a fine meal on his dinner table. "That should keep you from teleporting away or anything like that." He almost giggled, knowing that was one of the biggest defenses the Unicorn depended on. "We wouldn't want to interrupt the results, after all." Rak casual mentioned, pressing a button on the table as--rather suddenly and potently--a blast of mare scent hit the Zebracorn in the nose. It was spicy and warm and exotic and quite needy... slowly, there was a suction from the table, pulling at his groin.

"Wait what?" Hooves grunted, as the powerful energy field buffered his senses with that odd sensation making his fur stand on end. "Ammm ok no teleporting I guess." The Zebracorn breathed, feeling a thrill of excitement race through him at that knowledge.

The pretty myth's head jerking back, as that scent is suddenly almost violently blasted over his muzzle. Almost at once his lips roll back in a instinctive flehman response, leaving the helpless Unicorn panting for breath. Even as down below he can feel things going on, air is being pulled rapidly around his sheath and balls. It's a highly pleasant sensation, and soon that big blunt cock head in jutting out of his sheath opening.

"Or would you prefer a Stallion scent?" The sneering Tiger asked, grinning slightly as he saw the look on Hooves muzzle. "We can do that for you too..." He purred, his finger hovering near the button that would shoot jets of stud musk into those long slotted equine nostrils.

"Ammm well I wouldn't say... prefer... but maybe just a touch of it would be..." The striped equine rambled, when suddenly a strong blast of thick funky Stallion musk shot over his nose and mouth. Instantly there is a reaction down below, making the Tiger chuckle lewdly as that long Zebra like cock raced out of his sheath. Plugging the suction tube with that huge flared tip, as 28 inches of shiny black Stallion meat thrusts out of that sheath. Smirking the Tiger hits the button a second time holding it down for a long moment, watching in amusement as that fat cock begins to ooze silvery equine pre-cum all over.

"Note subject responds most positively to male Pheromones." Rak snickers into the microphone hanging down, it's clearly audible to the restrained Zebracorn.

"Homosexuality confirmed... moving on to second stage personality testing. Now just relax... I think you're going to enjoy this." On the table Hooves felt his short ropy Zebra tail lifted out of the way, and then something large and bulbous nudged against his tight pucker. "Engaging lubricant dispersion." The helpless Zebracorn felt a cold sensation splatter onto his hot puckered anus, and then the huge bulbous tip is pushed against his anus.

"Awww no no no wait." Hooves stammered out in protest, as the pressure against those clenched gates slowly increases. Until at last that cone shaped tip pushes into him, slowly spreading open those tightly clench anal lip's. "Oh gods... wha... what?" Hooves squeals as that invader just swells wider and wider as it is forced inside of him, the cone was narrow at the tip... but quickly swelling to football sized. "OOHO OWWW NO TO BIG... TOOOO BIG!" And yet in spite of his screams and squeals of denial, that velvety pucker slowly swallows the probe. "WEEHEHEEE." The myth squealed out loudly, his sleek striped body covered in frothy equine sweat as that huge metal probe totally vanished into his body. "Ahahaa..." The Zebracorn breaths out in a loud relieved sigh, even as Rak's lip's pull back into a gloating grin.

The Tiger smiled evilly, reaching out and rubbing those big Zebra like ears and long neck slowly, smiling with malicious encouragement. "C'mon, Uni... let's see that legendary equine potency..." He taunted, grinning and getting out a pair of sensors, hooking them up to the back of the Equine's sac and smiling. The Zebracorn, positioned as he was in the system, didn't see the strange, orange glint in the Tiger's eyes as he dragged his claws lightly over the other's backside. "Or do you need more of that Stallion scent in your nose?" Rak asked sneeringly, chuckling softly as he reached below the system, and then paused.

"Hur Hur Hur..." The helpless Zebracorn nickered loudly, as the Tiger asked if he wanted another blast of Stud scent. The handsome Zebracorn's head nodding up and down slowly, even as his long black rut muscle surged and flexed within the suction tube.

"Or maybe something different? Maybe even Stallions don't really do it for you after all these years, hmm?" He questioned darkly, smiling and pressing a different button as a rich, moderately terrifying scent of predator--some sort of feline maybe, but it couldn't be the Tiger with that sulfurous scent. It blasted over his nostrils as the thick, massive plug in his backside suddenly started secreting something into his backside.

"Ummm naa... naaw." Hooves denied weakly... even as his horned head was still nodding up and down a bit faster now. "Wha... wha..." The sexy myth mumbled confused, as a strong funky blast of predator Pheromones blew up his nostrils flaring as he inhaled sharply. Thick gooey streams of pre-cum were flowing out that that throbbing black fucker, as the cool air sucked around it. And then the myth's half closed eye's snapped open wide, bulging out of his head as that plug spurted something that felt boiling hot up his ass.

When he saw the helpless myth's eyes roll back, trying to look over his back at the lowered arm holding the anal probe, the wicked Tiger chuckled. "Nothing to worry about." He snickered evilly, scratching at the base of those long Donkey like Zebra ears with deathly claws.

"WEEHEHEHEE." Hooves whinnied out wildly, that hot liquid tingling as it filled his guts making his eyes roll back. The pleasant sensation of those finger tip's scratching behind his ears... blending with the strange tingling bubbling sensations with his butt hole.

"Just a nice bit of cleaning and sanitizing. After all, if you have any cum in your backside, it might throw off the readings." The nasty feline chortled, raising the suction level up slightly on the Zebracorn's fat cock.

"Aahah..." The Unicorn's mouth hung open, was the big Tiger taunting him about having semen up his tailhole. "Reading? Wha... what reading are you?" Hooves tried to ask, but just then the flow of fluids up his ass suddenly reversed and everything was removed in less than ten seconds. "Ooooooooo." The Zebracorn moaned, as the system began to shudder and shake wildly as everything was drawn out. And then just as suddenly the flow reversed once again, this time the fluids being pumped into him were ice cold. And very thick... they seemed to slowly flood into his depths... and the Unicorn thought that he now knew what it felt like to be a cream puff.

"Just relax. We need to collect in various ways, to see which gets us the most viable sample. Can you still cum from having your penis stimulated?" Rak asked in a naughty derisive tone, that spoke louder than words about his vile feeling for the gay myth. "Or should we skip that?"

"Huh... I'm a Stallion... of course I can cum from having my... my." The helpless myth was blushing very hard... at the Tigers teasing question, wondering just what the feline thought of him. "Errr... what skip that?" He choked trying to sound unset and offended, even as he heard the Tiger snicker at him.

"Right... skipping the penile stimulation testing, because subject feels he would be unable to perform like a normal male." Rak snickered derisively into the microphone hanging down, even as the helpless Zebracorn stammered faint, weak denials. And then that massive nozzle deep inside his ass, was far to swiftly withdrawn from that aching tail hole.

"Owwww gods... I didn't say I couldn't..." Hoove squealed as his aching tail hole gaped open, and then something was slammed into that half open hole. Whatever it was felt twice as big as the nozzle, and it was forced inside of him far too quickly. Drawing out more loud screams and squeals of agony, followed almost at once by a long low moan. As it settled into his guts, even as that sleek striped body bucked and struggled against the restraints for a few long moments until the equine was exhausted. "Ohooo Ohooo fuck me."

The naughty Tiger smiled as the 'stimulation probe' pressed into the Unicorn's snug ass. "This is very important data." He explained condescendingly, to the helpless myth on his table. "For the re-population projects, we have to be entirely certain how best to stimulate even the most pansy cock loving stallions, like yourself after all, and the readings you're giving us are invaluable." The sneering Tiger assured patting Hooves head like he was a small colt who had just preformed an amusing trick. It took the Zebracorn a moment to realize that he was talking about sperm collection and the best method, and he was testing the Unicorn to determine it... and the results would be used in the field.

"Wait wha... is this really for science? Invaluable... but doesn't that meant... not worth anything? OOHOOOOO!" Hooves moaned out loudly as that new probe within him began to move... rocking and vibrating as it pressed up against his prostate gland. Making lewd disgusting 'Shmuck' noises as globes of that thick gooey lube was force to squirt out.

"Dozens of big, fertile studs are going to be strapped into this machine, and we're going to use your settings to milk them properly." Rak promised, flashing the helpless Zebracorn a wide smile as he looked down at him. "And I think we both know you like the idea of helping lots of Stud cum. You're really helping us." Rak snickered, triggering the stimulation probe as it started to slowly and carefully rock in the myth's sleek sissy ass, moving through him and shoving out some of the lube that had just been implanted. "And you're helping plenty of others as well..." The Tiger added, grinning and rubbing at the Zebracorn's neck as another blast of predator musk was forced into his nose. Sending a shudder through his body, and a surge through that long black equine fucker.

"Wha wha well I am here to help... SNORT." The helpless myth mumbled weakly as that strong male predator stench, blasted up his nose making the Zebracorn mind picture the Tigers crotch sitting on his muzzle. "Ummm fuk..." Hooves moaned gasping and panting wildly as he lay there and slowly began to utterly give in to that was happening to him "Yes... yes... alright... I want to help as many males cum as I can." Hooves confess weakly, even as Rak held that button down a moment longer flooding the myth's world with musky male scents.

"Getting thirsty?" The grinning feline asked, not actually waiting for an answer as a small tube pressed against the Zebracorn's panting lips, and then slid past them. A few moments later, a cold trickle of fluids started in his muzzle, though the taste was slightly off. "That'll help keep you properly aroused..." He assured, smiling as the system started to increase in speed of penetration, starting to fuck the Unicorn's sexy ass more and more forcefully.

"Thh... thirsty... Alk." The sexy myth gagged as that tube pushed past his lips and over his tongue, and then that cold fluid began to run over his tongue. The taste was strangely bitter sweet, as that liquid spilled over his tongue and then down the back of his throat. Forcing the Unicorn to gulp and swallow it or drown, and so he was gulping the sickening liquid down. Even as that probe within his tail hole sped up... sending the most delightful sensations rushing through him. "Hur hur hur... yes... yes. This is what all Stallions need." The haughty myth moaned out wildly, in that moment not caring about anything else in the world... but the pleasure coming from his own butt. Hooves feeling very happy that he volunteered for these experiments, even if the Tiger was getting a view into his secret sexual desire.

The grinning Tiger sneered, rubbing the Zebracorn's flanks and scratching with his claws, letting him get more of that predator sensation as he smirked, laughing and moving to the panel. The readings were very clear of course... the Unicorn was a total bottom, regardless of what he might have tried to classify himself as elsewhere. Which made him a perfect subject for the remainder of the experiments... well that and his supernatural abilities, at least...

Rak licked his lips, finding that he was enjoying this playing with the myth more and more as things went on. "The system is getting started, so we're going to begin the sensory deprivation." He advised his helpless subject said. "You'll only have anal stimulation... since that is all your body really responds to. Everything else will be limited or focused on harvesting your seed. Have fun!" The big Tiger snickered derisively, sliding a blindfold over the Unicorn's eyes, then slipping a pair of white-noise ear buds into his ears. He chuckled, letting him settle down and get used to the new additions, and then raised the time setting. Normally, it was an hour harvest, but for this subject, he'd raise it to six hours... or sixty. After all, the system would cycle the toy in his backside every orgasm. It would be a worthwhile data collection, and it should cause no real lasting harm... right? Rak programmed the system, then turned on the sensors, monitoring the other's fertility and potency levels. It was time to see what it really took to drain a myth... the normal stallion could go ten to twenty times a day with no lasting effects.

"Yes.. yes.. yes..." Hooves moaned softly, wrapping his lip's around the tube in his mouth suckling on it eagerly like the faggot it was plain that he was as the blinders slid down over his eyes. While the ear buds in those long pointed equine ears, filled his senses with a hushed silence. That strong white and black body, starting to buck and hump blindly at the sensations in his body. "Weeheheee." The handsome myth squealed out loudly, as his first powerful orgasm raced through his body. Thick spurts of silvery sparkling Unicorn cum shooting down that clear suction tube, as that huge black flare throbbed and tensed.

As soon as that orgasmic spasm past through his body, the probe within his anus instantly stopped pulsing. As the machinery reset, the probe being pulled out of that hole... only to be reinserted two seconds later. Making the helpless Zebracorn buck and squeal as his hole was violated over and over again. Stretching that tender flesh time and time again, even as that now highly sensitive cock was over stimulated by the suction. Turning the pleasure into a kind of torture, that made the handsome equine scream out. "Oho no noooooo. Not so soon... Oh gods... please I need time." And yet the machines did not hear his cries, nor care about his discomfort as it began milking him all over again.

As time went by it took longer and longer to milk out a load, as the vibration began to cause numbness in his prostate. And the hours and hours of full erection, made that huge throbbing black cock ache in pain. by hour fifteen the machine started having to pump a steady stream of male Pheromones into his nose. But after hours of milking, even that seemed to have little effect... Rak watch the frothy sweat dripping off the striped myth's exhausted body. As his machine labored to force another orgasm out of the Zebracorn, the big Tiger had been pleasantly surprised to see that the Unicorn's balls never seemed to run dry. The last ejaculation had the exact same volume as the first one, the only difference between there being a pink tint in the normally clear sparkling fluids. Now through all the stimulation didn't appear to be enough, checking over his file on the myth the Tiger noted his fetish history.

"Time for a bit of added sensation." Rak purred, pulling in a new command for the machine... a wheel with a number of rubber paddles attached lifted up and began to spin at fantastic speed. Before being moved up between those striped thigh's until the paddles began to contract Hooves fat plums with a loud 'SMACK SMACK SMACK'. Making the exhausted myth lift his head and begin to scream and whimper, however his long fucker was soon tensing and spitted out another pink tinted gush of creamy stud milk.

The wicked Tiger had abandoned the Zebracorn eventually, bored with his screaming cries of pleasure and his whimpering, begging need for a break. He simply let the machine handle things, handle draining him as much as it could. Eventually, when he returned, the Zebracorn whimpering intently as the Tiger examined the latest samples.

The silvery ones tested positive. they were highly fertile, more potent, and viable than the feline had ever seen. But the pink ones... were increasingly less and less so as the pink darkened into a bloody crimson. Those were what he really wanted... as they proved to be utterly sterile fluid that was born of a desire to ejaculate instead of a desire to breed. And, most important, still bearing the residual magic of that desire, it was these that would form the base for the companies new impotence treatment. They were quietly removed, taken away for proper study and use later part of the real reason for this study, after all.

The naughty Tiger snickered as he watching the paddles spin and punish the Zebracorn's nuts, pleased with the speed of the bloody reddish results. He continued the system for another two or three hours until the paddles didn't seem able to coax the cum any faster either. Eventually, he had to face the fact that the myth wasn't quite the 'factory' he wanted... but he would still suffice until they could artificially reproduce what they wanted. He quietly slowed the system down, replacing the probe with a smaller one, ceasing the slapping of his nuts, and letting him come down slowly from the brutal milking. When the system finally stopped, and the system wound down, the probe being removed and not replaced, following by the suction around his cock slowing down to a crawl before finally stopping. As it was finally over, and the Tiger removed the blindfold and ear buds, chuckling slightly.

"A lot of volume, but not a lot of potency." Rak lied sneeringly, rubbing the Zebracorn's soft furry ears humiliatingly as Hoove looked up at him in shame. "You started shooting blanks after the third load."

"Huh hu hu hu..." The Zebracorn was panting weakly, as everything at last was cycling down. And then light flared making the Hooves blink, as the grinning Tiger looked down at him while removing the ear buds. "Errr... wha..." The helpless myth moaned, as drool dripped off his soft black equine chin making the myth look laughable. "I... I don't understand... I'm a herd Stallion I've bred one mare after the other." Hooves panted, as a look of humiliation crept over his handsome muzzle at the handsome felines taunting words. "Started shooting blanks... Oho." The Zebracorn stammering, as he thought over his life in recent times, glancing down at his bruised and swollen sack.

"I'm sure I can do better..." He stammered, as the handsome feline looked down at him imperiously as if he highly doubted the myth could do any better. "I could use my magic to grow some new testicles... or maybe reduce the age of them to teenage years." The embarrassed Unicorn babbled as the cool Tiger smirk down at him for a long moment. "Or maybe just grow a few more pairs of them. I really have never had any complains before."

The wicked cat smirked a bit, chuckling and moving to the side, reaching down to find and squeeze the Zebracorn's nuts, giving them a light fondling. "I doubt that'll do much." He said, with a soft derisive laugh as he examined the surprisingly light orbs before letting them drop a few times... lightly slapping at them once or twice. "We had to use our final measures to get the last few out of you, after all. Slapping them around a bit. But, if you're certain you can regenerate them with no problems, we do have other forms of testing we can do." He snickered as if doing the myth a favor by offering, unstrapping the Zebracorn and helping him up, smiling as he led him over to one of the other machines.

"Oh you'd be surprised." Hooves countered defensively, even though Rak could see the doubt in the Zebracorn's big blue eyes. It was so easy to undermine a males sexual confidences, even a myth it seemed. "Yeah well it just takes a lot to get me really going these days. What? Well of course I can regenerate them with no problems." The sleek Zebracorn bragged, as the big smiling felines guided him over to a second machine.

It looked more like a saddle than anything, with a section leading up in the front and back. "Just sit here, between these two posts and relax. You should feel some warm gel at first, which should help you relax a little more." Rak said, smiling as he aided the Unicorn into the U-shaped machine, and then strapped his legs to the sides. "Lean forward?" The big Tiger ordered, getting Hooves arms into place as well and smiling as the same fuzzy, pushing feeling seemed to surround the Unicorn again.

"Ummm ok." The trusting myth grunted, climbing up into that saddle and settling in place just as the Tiger instructed him to do. "Are those straps really..." Hooves tried to asked even as the smiling feline had him lean forwards, strapping the Unicorn's arms down. "Ohoo... that field again." Hooves snorted in obvious dislike, as the powerful energy seems to push in on him catastrophically.

"This is one of our new pacification machines." The wicked feline said by way of explanation, smiling and pressing a button on the side. As the sissy myth once again felt an anal intrusion against his backside, slowly sliding into place as his cock was fed into another tube.

"Wait what? Pacification machines..." The handsome myth starts to ask, and then his eyes round as that probe is forcefully and robotic-ally inserted into his aching tail hole. "Ummm.. wait... wait..." Hooves moaned as his long still semi hard cock is pulled into another tube, was there going to be more milking. "I thought you were done milking..." Suddenly a look of confusion and trepidation crossed that handsome striped equine muzzle, even as he looks over at the smiling Tiger.

"This one is designed to help with punishing violent offenders. We need to rate the settings though, so if you could tell us which is the most uncomfortable or painful as we move through them?" Rak asked sounding very professional, ignoring the Zebracorn's pleading as he started the first punishment.

"Punishing violent offenders..." The Zebracorn's eyes look wild now, as he can hear the machine beginning to hum and buzz strangely. "I don't know as I signed up for... Eeeep!" Hooves screamed bouncing and jerking as a powerful current surged through his cock and balls making his anus clench down hard on that probe. "Ow ow owow that's bad... that's painful." The big striped equine squealed, his body now reeking of pain and fear sweat, as the smirking Tiger nodded his head.

"That's level one... here's level two."

"Weehehee... oh gods that's worse that's a lot worse." Hooves whinnies out, as the current shooting through his cock and balls doubled making his guts spasm. And then a huge gush of dark yellow urine blasts out of than long black equine cock, even as the myth's body bounces and jumps in the restraints.

"Very good level three." Rak called out cheerfully, as Hooves felt to hard metal nubs push into the flesh of his smooth black scrotum hard. Instantly there's a shock so brutal that it made the Zebracorns whole body jerk and twist in the restraints. And there was a powerful scent of ozone in the air all around him, froth beginning to form on the myth's soft lip's as he screamed. Lights flashing on the machine as it recorded the pressure that the Unicorn's tail hole was squeezing that probe up his ass.

"IEIEIEEE! GODS... That's bad... Fuck that's BAD!" Hooves panted his body sagging limply as the current is switched off, the proud myth hanging there gasping and choking.

"Wonderful only ten more levels to go." The Tiger purred excitedly, pressing a new set of button's making the machine thrust a copper rod up the Zebracorn's urethra. Even as the two metal nubs pressing on those hefty black balls, spear through the skin of that sack and deep into the meat of those orb's. "Here comes level four!"

The shock radiated through the myth's groin, arcing up his shaft and into his sac. The whinnying screams were music to the wicked Tiger's ears, but for a different reason than the Unicorn might realize. He could smell that he flesh was aching and burned, but in a few moments, his horn was glinting and he was regenerating them slowly. "B-BB-B-BB-Bad..." The helpless Zebracorn stallion stammered, dangling there stunned by the shock.

"Good, good." Rak crowed smiling widely at the trembling sweaty myth, even as he worked the controls. The next setting took the rod deeper and deeper, which had the effect of actually making the torture less painful and more centralized... although when the rod reached the base of his shaft. It was sending the shocks through the myth's recently abused prostate and into his nuts over and over again, leaving a painful feeling numbness that spread through them slowly and thoroughly.

Before he turned on the seventh setting, the smirking Tiger reaching up and rubbed the Hoove's neck and shoulder, scratching at him. "You're doing great... this in invaluable data." Rak assured feeling his own arousal intensely now, he was destroying something rare and beautiful and it turned him on to no end. "We're just going to wait a minute for you to regenerate your nerve ending all the way." He advised, smiling and rubbing his bulging crotch on the other's back lightly as Hooves panted for breath. He could practically taste the massive myth, grinning to himself as he considered what to do with him once the 'testing' was done. He already had plenty of ideas, but... those would have to wait a bit longer.

After a few minutes, the sensors in the machine told him that the 'offender' was prepared. "Setting Seven." Rak chuckled, patting the myth's head around his horn, and then leaning back, making sure not to maintain touch with him. The rod in his cock slid all the way down to the bottom, and suddenly, there was a punching feeling directly into his prostate from the probe. "These settings are used for repeat rapists. You'll need to tell me exactly how bad it feels and where it feels that way." The eager feline said, smiling as he fired off the next tier of electrical pain.

"WEEEEWEEWEEEE!" Hooves squealed until the breath in his lungs was all gone, the handsome myth just hung there with his mouth gaping open. As the electricity arced from the tip of the rod, to the metal needle that had just been inserted into his prostate gland by the anal probe. The needles in his testicles working only as grounds, for the current running through that huge cock and sensitive prostate. The Zebracorn's long black fuck muscle was twitching and tense wildly, those muscles getting more of a work out from the current passing through them that they had in a hundred years of fucking.

After what seemed like a thousand years, but in reality was only seven seconds or so. The machine cycled the current off, and that big striped body collapsed weakly into the saddle. "Ohohoh fuck... Ohoh damn I can't take anymore please... please no more." Hooves begged even as the big Tiger moved up nuzzling on his sweaty neck, fingers scratching behind those long ears.

"Now... now... you sign up for this." The big smiling feline purred softly, as his other big paw slid down the Zebracorn's back and teased his soft, hot tailhole. "Now tell me how bad did it feel? And where it feels the worst."

"Super bad... I think my cock won't work anymore after that... if... if I were a normal stallion." Hooves panted weakly as they both looked down at his cock, that had shrank and shrivel on the rod inside of it. "It... it feels like the base of my cock... inside my sheath is on fire... My... my prostate is totally numb... however there's a stinging like hornets up my tail hole. And my balls feel like... like they've been roasted."

"Excellent... Next level serial killer rapists." Rak purred lightly, watching the Zebracorn's eyes widen in absolute horror... just as the feeling began to fully return to everything. His bodies nature regeneration abilities being put to the supreme test, and so far they had been able to keep up. The next few levels would put that to the ultimate test... so far they had only been doing minor nerve damage... the next step up was real physical damage designed to ruin a male utterly.

"Here we go!" The wicked stripped feline sing out, as he enjoyed the look of fear in those big equine eyes. The electricity arced through the rods, lasting ten seconds this time at a much higher setting. The pain only lasted a few seconds before the nerves were ruined, and the Zebracorn was able to watch his cock practically collapse around the rod, followed by his nuts feeling gone and detached as they died in his sac from the burst. It only lasted a few moments, though, and then Hooves was forced to admit that in spite of the humiliation that came with it... the pain had been minor.

"Minor?" The big Tiger asked blandly, he'd been hoping for more of a show.

"Just... just a few seconds, then it stopped..." Hooves admitted, panting softly as they made notes and adjusted a few things, letting his cock and sac come back to themselves. It seemed to take a bit longer this time, although the read outs didn't report any weakness in the myth's regeneration abilities. Which told Rak that it was all psychological, the Zebracorn's mind was resisting his regeneration magic.

The nasty Tiger grinned darkly, patting Hooves wet back, praising him for his work. As he felt the myths cock slowly filling back out again, felt his nuts starting to get feeling again. The only problem was the fact that he was healing around the probes that had been rammed into them, which was making his nut meat feel strange. Rak chuckled slightly, thinking to himself how the physical effects were only half of this. The rest would be the psychological aspect, which would be deeply humiliation for the big stud. He might even be completely impotent after a treatment like this, but that was just more data after all.

"Now, this next setting is a little different, because it's more drawn out..." The leering feline said, this it less about punishment and more about training. "You should feel the probe in your penis moving quite a bit. The idea is that by treating a penis like a vagina before the treatment, it'll have a longer lasting mental effect. Could you tell us how emasculating it feels you get your urethra fucked before having your manhood shocked off?" The grinned Tiger asked... noting the look of disgust and dread in his victim's eye's.

"Errr... well..." Hooves was blushing at that question, not wanting to admitted to the Tiger that he liked the idea of getting used. The emasculating effect of it was delightfully humiliating, and the big equine myth felt his arousal returning. The two of them looked down as the rod began to thrust in and out of that big black cock, slowly the Zebracorn began to breath deeper and deeper. As he watched the slender rod fuck his huge flare, while the two of them watched that urethra opening began to change supply. Rather than a tightly pinched slit, it began to look more and more like a hole designed to take a penetration. "Ammm... Ammm..." Hooves whimpered in shame, even as he saw the Tiger begin to sneer.

Rak's smile began to broaden... he had been unsure at first but as he watched that long black equine cock began to shorten. While that piss hole changed in shape and form, making the Tiger nod his head sagely. His fingers dancing over the control, as he watched his subjects head begin to roll around on his shoulders. Suddenly the rod slipped completely out, and a second thicker rod popped up. This one looking more like a long bullet shaped dildo, the Zebracorn's whole back shuddered as that fat tip pushed against that urethra opening. As the smirking feline watched that opening stretched to take the bigger rod, letting it shove down inside that black organ. "Oww Ohohooo." The myth moaned, as his cock was fucked by something that was almost a normal sized male organ. Even as the Zebracorn's cock lost more and more length, plainly that magical body was adapting it's self to the way the Unicorn's mind saw himself.

"This... this is very..." Hooves didn't have to say it, they could both see the effects it was having on his sense of masculine self. "Ummm please... please this is enough..." The Zebracorn begged weakly, even as that rod was thrusting swiftly in and out of the Equines organ. Which was less than half its original length by that time, and then the machine hummed nastily and gave a powerful jolt. Hooves big striped body jerked and jumped for a split second, and his male organ's reacted like a punctured inner tube. Swiftly almost instantly losing size, that short black organ looking like a limp sagging balloon. "Wow... that was even more minor." The Zebracorn admitted, as the pain had been over in less and two seconds, he was panting for breath looking confused. While his male organs slowly struggled to regenerate, strangely his cock didn't return to its former size. "Yeah that was very... Ummm humiliating and emasculating..." There was a whining sissy sounding quality to Hooves voice, even as his limp organ just hung there like an under inflated inner tube. Even as Rak reached down to fondle the myth's fat plums, noticing as he did that they seemed harder and smaller. The Tigers lip's rolled back, displaying his wick needle pointed feline teeth. Idly wondering if they had reached the Zebracorn's healing limit, or if it was the myth's mental state that was keeping his body from bouncing back like it had been earlier. Popping a claw the Tiger dug it into the helpless Unicorn's left nut, Hooves not reacting at all as that needle tip dug around in the guts of his testicle. Removing that claw he slid it into his mouth, smirking at the taste of cook meat on it.

Dialing the machine up to the highest level, Rak set it to deliver maximum level shocks at repeated half second intervals. "Alright... well that is what we were going for, so that's good news." The Tiger assured with a big bright smile, even as the machine began to hum much more nastily. Drawing huge amounts of power from the buildings grid, even as Rak allowed the amperage to increase as well. Wanting to cook the Zebracorn's organs to well done, the rod which had never stopped thrust in and out of that urethra. Plunged in as deep as it would go, and then there was a crack that sounded like a small thunder bolt. "Oho wha..." The Myth's sleek black and white stripped body jerk, again and again as the current surged through him over and over again. "Ummm was..." Until faint clouds of steam began to drift up from Hooves genitals, those orbs bouncing around within their pouch. "Ahuu... what's going on?" While that long cock shrank down even more... until it was less that a fourth its former glory.

"Sorry... the button seems to be stuck." Rak lied glibly, as that powerful current 'Cracked' like a lightning strike over and over again until a bloody froth began to bubble out of the Zebracorn's urethra. Shutting down the machine Rak lean in to examined those smoking organs, as the smell of cooked flesh made his mouth water. The big Tiger ripped that cooked meat loose with a kind of casual cruelty, laying the organs in a tray. "Well done let's call it a day... I'll have my lab assistant's come up and take you to a room to rest." Picking up the tray of well cooked myth meat, he strolled off to have his dinner. Even as the helpless Hooves dangled there twenty minutes longer, until a couple of huge Rhino's in white coats came in. Releasing him from the machine, before dragging the myth away to a private locked room...