Eros 10 - Test Subject #1
#1 of Eros 10
A little something I had been putting off working on for quite some time. I finally got around to finishing it and now its time to work on the second one with the mouse!
Art by Dagio!
Eros 10 - Test Subject #1
Case # K5-ZZ13 - Live test #1
Subject Name: Ian Corbell
- Species: Panther
- Height : 5'10"
- Weight: 178 lb
-Occupation: Accountant
Doseage : 25mg
Dosage route: Dissolved in subject's coffee.
'What kind of coffee was that?' Ian thought to himself after he finished the last drop of his coffee,'I dunno why, but I'm feeling GREAT all of the sudden. Revved up and ready to go!'
Sitting at his desk in his cubicle, he adjusts his pants a little as they were starting to feel tight all of a sudden.
'I guess someone else is ready to go too...' he thinks to himself, looking down at a sizeable bulge in his pants. Something was off though: 'But... im not even hard yet?'
He shrugged it off, but couldn't shrug off the lewd thoughts going through his mind. All he could think about right now was fucking! Hard cocks going into tight holes, pounding cunts and knocking up bitches. He had to do something about it...
He made his way down a few cubicles and knocked on the side to get the cubicle tenant's attention. Deanna turned away from her computer to look back at Ian, her black locks twisting a bit as she did. She smiled when she saw it was Ian. "What's up?" she asked, her grey furred rabbit ears popping up to attention.
"Nothing much..." Ian said, mischievously, looking Deanna over as he stepped closer, a certain glint in his eyes as he smirked at her. The two were no strangers to each other and had gone on a couple of dates that ended in some late night fun for the both of them. They knew it was against company policy to get sexually involved, especially Deanna being in HR who wouldn't stop thinking about it and brought it up more than once to Ian, but they couldn't help it. Deanna seemed to get some kind of thrill out of it even.
"I can't seem to get you out of my mind... and you're looking so good in that skirt."
"T-thanks..." she said with a blushing smile, "You're looking good in that shirt. Have you been working out? It looks tight."
"It feels so tight!" He grinned, adding: "Maybe you can help me take it off in the janitors closet?"
"W-what? Right now!?" she asked, blushing bright through her grey fur. She seemed reluctant at first, but as she thought about it, she seemed to get more heated and aroused at the idea. "I-I don't know, I already took my 15 this morning, and- " Ian had stopped listening. He rolled his eyes and decided grab Deana to bring her in for a kiss so he could shut her up. Deana quivered a bit, blushing ever brighter, but melted into the kiss.
"L-Lets do it..." she whispered to him, panting softly "I'll sneak in, and you come in a few moments later, ok?"
"Nah, no time to waste!" He said, leading the way to the closet and guiding Deanna by the hand.
"B-but what abou-" Deanna half-heatedly protested
"The only thing I care about right now is wanting to see that fluffy tail twitch when I make you cum..." He said with a growl, practically shoving Deanna into the closet.
Deanna was flustered, her grey fur looking pink thanks to how flush she felt. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, they could get fired if they got caught! Or at least written up... but she wanted it now with out turned on she felt. She didn't know what had gotten into Ian, but she was loving how passionate the usually cold and aloof panther was being.
"I can't believe we're doing this..." Deanna said, embarrassed but smiling as she got on her knees in front of Ian's crotch, helping him take his cock out of his pants.
She was having some trouble getting it out of his pants, the hard tip was caught in his undies. "Why are your pants so tight?" she grunted, struggling with the fabric. With a tug, she finally got it, but was blindsided by Ian's cock as it sprang up and hit her chin, practically knocking her back.
She rubbed her chin and looked over his cock for a moment. "I....I don't remember you being this... BIG." she said as she wrapped her hand around his hardening cock, barely able to reach around its girth.
Ian smirked, "Hmm? Must just be because its happy to see ya..." he chuckled. Though seeing his cock out in the open made him realize it WAS bigger. Though he wasn't about to complain about that...
Deanna was confused for a moment but shrugged and started to suck. She slowly bobbed up and down his length, having trouble with its girth, not able to get very far because of his size.
"Come on... you gotta be more enthusiastic than that..." He said, as he grabbed her head with two firm hands and forced more of his cock down her throat. She had some difficulty at first, but quickly gave in as he started to face fuck her. It wasn't long before his balls were slapping her chin. He ravaged her throat, his thick meat pistoning in and out past her plump lips and through her mouth. Together, they were making a wet mess of things as her drool dribbled out past her lips, mixed with an appreciable amount of precum as well.
After a few moments of vigorously pounding her throat, he pulled his cock away. She took in big mouthfuls of air and coughed a bit, but looked up at him with some of her mascara streaming down her face, an expression of enraptured lust scrawled across her face.
"I-I think I came..." she whimpered out in between heavy pants, "I need this inside me!" She said, squeezing Ian's cock with both hands. Was it even bigger now?
Ian grinned wide. Not being one to argue, he helped Deanna up before immediately pushing her up against the wall, hiking her skirt up fiercely enough to hear some seams splitting. He buried half of his cock into her with hardly a second thought, slamming into her with wild ferocity
Deanna gasped, loudly before biting her lip , realizing there was no way no one heard that outside the door. "S-Slow down-" she whimpered out quietly, but Ian wasn't having it. He slammed his cock in again, this time managing to get all of his thick meat inside her, his black furred balls pressing against her stretched pussy lips.
Ian's strong hands wrapped around her hips, gripping her tightly as he pounded into her again and again, his thrusts starting to lift her off the ground each time his cock found its way home. His strong hips pressed against her ass, making them jiggle each time he slammed in.
Deanna was having difficulty staying standing between her legs shaking with pleasure from yet another orgasm hitting her, and the heavy slams of Ian's his up against her. She started to slip a bit, so Ian decided to help out and lift her off her feet entirely. He didn't remember being strong enough to do it, at least not as easily as he was doing now, but whether it was the heat of the moment or something else, he couldn't tell and didn't want to, he had breeding to do!
Deana had given up on being quiet, and was panting and moaning loud as she could while Ian fucked her like a wild animal, ruthlessly impaling her with his girthy monster that seemed to be getting even bigger!
"FFa-Fuck me!" Deana cried out in between moans. Ian obliged, slamming into her again. He manhandled her with impressive strength, holding her up like she weighed nothing and using her cunt to get off while he held her in place, jackhammering his cock in and out of her.
Preseed and a good deal of Deanna's own juices were leaking out and pooling at his feet in a shallow puddle. Ian could tell because his shoes had fallen apart somehow, his fur now soaked in the excessive mess. His shirt was feeling tight too. But he hardly noticed any of it, all that matter now was getting off, fucking Deana into a coma, and assuredly knocking her up.
Ian grit his teeth as he felt his hefty balls start to heave up. He could feel it well up inside him, traveling up his dick slowly at first, the seed too thick to flow normally. He let out a primal roar that surprised even him when he felt a powerful spasm shake his body, a thick geyser of cum shooting out of his cock and into Deana's womb with enough force that might have sent her flying if Ian wasn't holding her in place.
Deana gasped loudly, her eyes rolling back when she felt that first hot shot of cum splash inside her, covering the inside of her and then some. Deana came every time another shot of panther seed hit her womb, her stomach starting to bulge with the growing volume being pumped into her. After a few minutes of Ian's torrential orgasm, Ian finally stopped his thrusts and pulled his cock out of Deana. He could swear there was steam trailing off from between them, a few sticky ropes of cum still connecting them.
Deane was out of it, having had one powerful cunt-shattering orgasm after another. He put her aside, leaving her on the ground, barely conscious with a dumb smile on her face, pints of seed still drooling out of her, surrounding her on the floor.
It was then that Ian decided to examine himself a bit. His cock was still hard, harder than it had ever been. Larger too, impossibly large! It must've been well over a foot and a half long, and thick as his wrist. His balls had grown too, easily the size of grapefruits each, which would explain the mess he made of Deana. He took a look at his shirt, feeling tight and barely holding together. He flexed muscles in his chest he didn't know he had and buttons went flying. He did the same with his arms and the fabric ripped. He removed what was left of his shirt , his pants, and his shoes, deciding he didn't need them anymore. He looked over his overgrown body and loved every inch of it from his massive pecs, washboard abs, powerful thighs and of course, his new and improved cock and balls. He felt so strong, so virile! So... horny!
His cock throbbed to remind him he hadn't fucked anything in at least a couple of minutes. So he decided to fix that. With confidence and pride, he walked out of the storage closet and started to strut down the line of cubicles to his boss's office, the ice queen herself.
People had to get out of his way as a small crowd had gathered around the closet, interesting at what was going on in there. Plenty gasped, others just let their jaw drop as Ian strut his way down the aisles, his monstrous cock bobbing as it lead the way in front of him, leaking pre onto the carpet and cubicle walls that it threatened to knock over when he turned.
"Make way, folks." He said with a much deeper voice than he used to have, "I have important business to attend to..." he said, as he made his way through the line of cubes, "But I'll attend to you right after, Monica..." he gave a wink to a sultry temp he had his eye on for awhile but was too afraid to say anything. Before she had never noticed him, now she couldn't stop staring, a visible shiver running through her body as he winked at her, eager to be next.
Ian opened the boss's door, letting himself in and shutting the door behind him with a slam.
Miranda, a snow leopard who prided herself on her clean, neat fur, her long straight blonde hair and impeccable pantsuit, was on the phone.
"...I'll have to call you back..." she said, seeing something she was having difficulty comprehending at her door. It was one of her employees, perhaps? Or some kind of beast... maybe even a God, given his physique and what was staring up at her from between his legs... What bothered her the most about what she was seeing, though, was the look in the herculean panther's eyes. A look of primal hunger, a look of need...
"I wanted to talk about that raise..." Ian said, his voice much deeper now and resonate, "The one you didn't want to give me a couple months back..."
Miranda looked at Ian, and then to his cock, and then back to him. She quickly glanced at his cock before returning his gaze with a gulp. She was trying to keep her cool as best she could. A subordinate walking into her office like he owned the place with his dick out like this? Unacceptable!
"Raise? I should have you fired..." She said, staring back at him.
"Why's that?" he asked with a smirk, walking up to her desk with a swagger that made his cock swish through the air, much like the black tail behind him. "Don't like what you see?"
Miranda had half a mind to call security of have this naked Olympian removed from her office. But part of her thought it wouldn't work, he looked like he could bench press a bus. The other part of her didn't want to either, because she wanted to see how this was going to turn out... a lingering desire burning from the back of her mind, slowly enveloping her. What was that smell? That scent? It was coming from him, but she couldn't place what it was, other than absolutely masculine.
Ian kept grinning, loving how much this was making the cold bitch squirm. He could see how flushed she was getting, and he had never seen any color in her face before, or a smile.... "How about this... we make a little trade." Ian said, walking to the desk and slapping his cock on the top of it. It hit the wood with a resounding thud, pre splashing onto Miranda's blouse and staining the papers on her desk.
'Fuck!' Miranda thought to herself, biting her lip and trying to keep herself cool and in control as she stared over that massive piece of meat presented to her like an oversized salami, 'The god damn smell of it, its burning my nose! '
"We can... d-discuss this at your quarterly review..." she stammered out, wanting to reach out and touch Ian's cock as it throbbed in front of her. She could feel it's heat from here.
"Counteroffer: " Ian said, grinning as he watched Miranda squirm, "I fuck you, and I don't stop fucking you till I'm done with you. You'll get at least a dozen loads out of the deal, and maybe a litter of kittens, or six. How's that sound?"
Miranda blushed, something she didn't normally ever do. It DID sound good... definitely a good deal for her and the company. 'What am I thinking!?!' she thought, trying to brush the idea of him and his cock off, pushing away the idea of taking that huge cock, getting pumped full of panther cum again and again until she was pregnant with a few dozen sets of sextuplets.
"N-N-n" she tried to say but was interrupted with a spurt of pre launched out and hit her across the muzzle. Some of it landed in her mouth. The taste was strong, almost stinging her tongue, but it was absolutely divine. She shuddered, and came on the spot from the taste alone. She could feel her defenses give way like a dam breaking as her desires overwhelmed her.
"Y-yes! Yes! Please!" She said, panting, her hands grasping around his thick cock as he laid on the desk. "I'll give you anything you want! Just please! Please! Fuck me!" She needed the panther now, needed his cock!
Ian smirked, "If you insist~" He said with a deep rumbling purr and reached over the desk to grab Miranda from her chair, holding her up by her pantsuit and tearing it in the process. He plopped her back down on the top of her desk, back first. He maneuvered himself so that his cock was now laying on her stomach, pinning her down to the desk with its weight, though Miranda didn't want to be anywhere else and loved how it throb against her.
Miranda panted hotly, her hands grasping and stroking the magnificent monster that was throbbing against her, fingers trailing across veins almost as big as her pinky. She moaned every time she felt the panther's hot pre drooling and spurting against her blouse getting soaked in the stuff. She moaned even more when she was able to feel it against her bare fur once Ian ripped apart her blouse like it was made of tissue paper, tearing it off of her before doing the same with her bra, shoving the tatters aside. Her breasts were large, easily the size of ripe melons and surprisingly perky for a woman her age, topped with nipples hard as rocks and pointing in opposite directions as they laid spread out on her chest.
Ian's cock was against Miranda's bare fur, laying on top of her with its blistering heat and steady, throbbing rhythm. It almost reached the bottom of her bare tits, which were now soaked in preseed. She didn't know how that beastly cock was going to fit into her, but she was excited to find out. She reached down to spread her pussy lips for Ian, for his cock. She was dripping wet, and more than ready to take him.
"Please..." she whimpered, begging for his cock.
Ian was more than happy to oblige, lifting his cock off of her and then into her with a swift thrust. He growled as he slammed into her, shoving as much of his monstrous cock as he could into leopard's tight cunt.
Miranda's mouth was opened wide in a moan as she felt that cock enter her, spreading her apart and filling her up with its size, its broiling heat practically melting her from the inside as its warmth spread throughout her body. As more of Ian's cock entered her, its outline was visible on her stomach, distending it lewdly , a rough shape of the panther's hard cock presenting itself through the fur of her belly.
Ian rocked his hips, thrusting slowly at first to help loose the tight grip that the leopard had around his cock, her vise-like tightness squeezing every inch he had given her so far. Plenty more inches still outside her were begging to have a taste of her cunt. His balls churned, ready to let loose another load already, but the panther was going to make them wait and have them build up their payload. He wanted to enjoy this... he wanted to make this bitch so bloated she wouldn't be able to move for weeks afterwards. He was going to make good on his breeding promise...
He gripped her hips tightly as he impaled more of his cock into her. Neither he or the cock stuffed leopard knew how, but he had managed to get every inch of his throbbing monster inside her in record time. He couldn't see his cock in her belly anymore, it had rounded out now as pre kept shooting inside her. Plenty more of the sticky, slick stuff was leaking from her well fucked pussy, drowning out her own leaking juices, staining her desk. Altogether, it was making sure every time Ian slammed his cock in, his balls made a nice wet plopping sound against her ass.
Her desk wasn't spared by those heavy orbs either. As his assault on her cunt continued, his balls were whacking hard against the wood, taking most of their heavy impact and making the slaps even louder every time came crashing against it. Ian was shaking the whole desk with Miranda on top of it every time his wrecking balls came swinging in. She could swear she hear the wood started to give way to the panther's assault, cracks forming and spreading, but she was barely aware of much now... All she knew now was pleasure, burning desire, and the cock buried inside her. What orgasm was that? 5th? 25th? 225th? It was all a blur her. All she wanted now was Ian's cock and to be thoroughly bred. She just hoped she could stay conscious long enough to feel him erupt inside her.
Ian wanted it too, lost in the primal need of fucking the formerly cold bitch of a boss warmed up into a wanton slut. All he wanted now was to knock her up with two dozens of his litters and then some.
With one final thrust, he slammed in his cock to the hilt. The swinging momentum of his monstrous nuts combined with the sudden heaving they experienced as they tensed up, the wood of the desk they slammed into gave out finally, breaking underneath Miranda. Ian and his half-crazed breeding bitch fell forward, but Ian didn't miss a beat. He held her up, half not wanting to have her fall to the ground, but mostly because he wanted to keep his cock still buried inside her until he was properly finished.
Miranda let out a guttural, primal moan of pleasure as she felt that first shot of seed hit her womb. The moan became lustful pants as she felt dozens upon dozens of shots bursting inside her not long after, their boiling heat almost burning her. Ian cock kept pumping gallon after gallon of seed inside Miranda, bloating her already bloated stomach ever forward. As much as he didn't want it to, plenty of Ian's seed was also flowing out of her as well, gushing out from around his cock, covering his hips and groin, the floor now sticky and wet with a layer of cum that was growing deeper by the moment.
Ian came for minutes on end. It felt like hours to him, and eons to her. Somewhere near the 6 minute mark, Ian's cock started to slow down, having exhausted most of what he had to give Miranda. There was still some leaking from his cock, drooling more seed every few seconds than most men would be able to output in a year, but it lacked the force of his previous spasms.
Feeling that Miranda had enough cum inside her to make sure she was properly bred with five lifetimes worth of children, Ian pulled out his cock. It was still hard and still drooling cum, every once and awhile a spurt of the stuff coming out with an aftershock spasm.
"More..." he growled, his voice now much deeper, much more primal , "I need more..." Miranda was passed out, already used up. Besides, she was already properly bred, and there were others outside that weren't...
He went to the door. He had tried to open it, but misjudged his own strength and ripped it off its hinges as he slammed it open. Outside the office, the crowd of onlookers had grown, more of his coworkers who had heard rumors around the water-cooler of what was going on had come to gawk.
But what had begun as simple curiosity had turned into something else as lust has gotten the better of them. Many of them, both male and female, were in various states of undress. Some were masturbating, others were helping someone else masturbate, others still had joined the growing orgy going on between the cubicles. But they had all stopped suddenly when they heard Ian come barreling through the door. Their eyes wide with amazement, with awe and primal desires.
Ian looked around with a smile, one hand wrapping around his cock and giving it a squeeze a sudden spurt of cum launching out over the floor in front of him. "Who's next?" He asked the crowd.
The crowd responded with every member rushing towards him, wanting even just a piece of what he had to give...
Case # K5-ZZ13
Subject was found naked and unconscious at his workplace, surrounded by 46 equally naked individuals who appear to have had intercourse in one form or another with the subject. While the dose appears to have worn off, a hazmat team was sent out to extract the subject at 2200 hours as subject's pheromones are still active.
While the subject has returned to his previous height and muscle mass, his sexual organs have retained a good deal of their growth. This will require further study and will require observation in the lab. A disinformation team has been dispatched to erase all traces of occurrence, but we will be watching the large number of developing pregnancies with great interest.