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A lock beeped in approval and a metal door slid open to break the silence of the observation room. Stern faced, but not intimidating or sour, a hyena entered the room and spoke:

"Good afternoon, Dr. Keres."

Across the room, there was a sphinx cat who was naturally bald from head to toe, leaning over a command board and staring through the glass. He was surprisingly tall, coming in at six feet exactly, and as lithe as a telephone pole. He dressed the way one would expect a doctor to dress: a buttoned up white lab coat, black slacks, cerulean medical grade gloves pulled over his naked arms and comfortable, but secure safety shoes. Without looking away from what he was focusing on, he spoke in a monotone voice.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Clover."

Dr. Clover, or just Tino Clover as he preferred, was just an inch taller than his fellow doctor and could be considered to be average in weight. Most things about him were average - his fur pattern had the usual colouration for his species, his eyes had that common brown colour and his personality whilst he was working could be described as nothing but bland. He did however sport a mohawk that trailed down the back of his neck. Currently it was bright pink contrasting with the black leathers, tight skinny jeans and ripped tank top he wore.

Despite the differences between Dr. Clover and Dr. Keres, they were both professionals and the best for this job. They were the head of Milking Operations and the head of Research at the facility, respectively.

"What's the situation? Your email was vague." The hyena asked, already removing his jacket.

"Do you remember Jamie Parker?"

"The man who applied last week, but despite being put through twenty-four hours of edging, milking, and stimulation, did not respond to the enhancement? Of course, we don't get that often."

"He came back complaining of issues that are quite frankly very unique. Take a look for yourself."

Dr. Keres leaned down to activate the intercom whilst Tino looked over his shoulder and out through the glass.

Sitting on a stool in the centre of a clean room was a short and chubby Dexter Cow. His head was bowed, and he nervously drummed his fingers on his knees. Occasionally, his eyes would explore the room - looking to the sealed door, the roof and then settling on the one-way glass.

He felt much too out of place within those pristine walls where the entire room had been polished until he could see his own reflection in everything; that and the pure white colour scheme reminded him of a hospital's containment ward. The stool was plastic and uncomfortable, but he was grateful that this meant he wouldn't be leaving too much of a stain. The cow sat in a position to make his body as small as possible; hunched over with his legs crossed.

"What is it that I am supposed to be looking at?" Tino asked with a raised eyebrow, shyness, and a little bit of anxiety over what was happening was normal in the beginning.

It was then Dr. Keres spoke directly to Jamie.

"Mr. Parker, please spread your legs and straighten your back."

For a moment, Jamie looked around in confusion before obeying. He couldn't bring himself to move his arms from around his own waist, but he did at least puff out his chest for the doctors to see. His shirt was plastered with dark regions over his chest where his nipples were, the thick plaid had done nothing to stop his flow it appeared.

"Is that what I think it is?"

They watched as hushed moan escaped Jamie's lips before he gritted his teeth and hissed through-it as a sticky wetness began to creep down the inside of his legs. The stains down south weren't the most obvious - there were no marks on his denim short shorts, but if one looked closely, they could see the matted fur of his inner thighs and the faint glimmer of pre-cum within. Nevertheless, it was enough to grow the puddle he'd been resting above and a long strand of pre began to drip down from the stool.

"That... and more." The sphinx cat changed his posture, so that he could pinch his own forehead and remain leaning. "We will stick with the standard procedure. Would you like to question or examine?"

"Oh, examine for sure." He licked his lips as he replied.

"The... 'hazmat suit'..." Keres rolled his eyes before finishing his sentence. "...Is in the cupboard."

Tino began to strip himself of his clothes in the centre of the room; Dr. Keres was professional enough not to peek and Tino was professional enough not to cause a fuss about dressing down in front of a co-worker. As this happened, the feline began to speak to Jamie once again.

"I'm going to ask a few questions, as you answer them my associate, Dr. Clover, will begin your physical examination."

"O-okay?"

What Dr. Keres had said was definitely a statement and not a question to obtain permission.

"What do you remember of your time at the facility?"

Jamie plucked at his mind. He knew he'd come here before this all started, perhaps maybe a week before, but why he was there he couldn't recall. Hell, he couldn't even tell how long he'd been at the facility. He entered and then the next thing he knew he was back home in bed with a card bearing their name on number on the bed side table.

"Uhhh... I don't remember anything, sorry."

"Nothing at all?"

"Nothing." Jamie added a shake of his head this time.

Behind the screen, Dr. Keres made a note of this and gave Tino a smirk as if to say "Well done." Then again the cat didn't seem like the type of person to ever congratulate another. That smirk turned to a scowl when he saw Tino's boxers sitting among the pile of his clothes.

"What? They'll wash it before someone else uses it."

By now Tino had pulled on the "hazmat suit." It was a rubber body suit; the material was thin enough that the curves and muscles of his body could still be made out. The fact that the zipper was hidden on the back made it look a little bit more pleasing. It was completed with what was essentially a rubber balaclava - covering his entire face bar his eyes and mouth. Over that he wore a gas mask, with a filter in the breathing apparatus to help deal with whatever musk the cow had pouring off from him.

"Not jealous, are you?" Dr. Clover teased.

"Please try to be professional." Was the cat's only retort before he returned his attention to Jamie. "Mr. Parker you came to us seeking to join our Milking Horse program..."

Immediately upon hearing that, Jamie's face lit up bright red and his shuffling got that extra bit antsy.

"...And showed promise as a candidate. However, during the enhancement process several errors occurred. Our enhancers had no effect on your biology whatsoever and so we released you."

"Does that happen often? People don't react to it?" There was worry in the cow's voice.

"Please, save your questions a little longer. My colleague, Dr. Clover, will be entering the room now. Do not be alarmed, he is going to run the physical inspection as I question you."

"Oh, uh okay?"

On cue, the metal door unlocked and opened outwards allowing Tino to step inside; it closed after him and locked once again. Looking over at the rubber hyena, his face obscured by a gas mask, Jamie visibly jumped and scooted as far back as he could before he began to wobble on the stool.

"Don't be alarmed." Dr. Keres added. "The gear is for his protection and yours."

As Tino approached and Jamie managed to adjust to the sight of it, the cow began to relax. It was strange, but the way the rubber hyena's chest rose and fell, the way he walked and the smile in his eyes had enough humanity to them for Jamie to at least not feel like he was locked in a room with a kinky alien. On the other hand, he felt that he couldn't meet Tino's eyes; as if catching them for even just a second would entrance him. For a moment, Jamie wondered if this Dr. Clover was even a legitimate doctor. The fact that he prowled around the room in a circle did not help.

"Could you describe your symptoms for me?" Dr. Keres asked whilst Dr. Clover remained silent.

"Um... Well, uh. I wouldn't know how to describe them, but I uhhh" The pause was much longer than the others, his tongue darted out to wet his increasingly dry lips. ".... Uh... I keep getting uncontrollable orgasms."

Neither of the Doctors looked phased.

"How often do they occur?"

"Every ten minutes or so. No! Wait, every fifteen!"

"Are you erect or otherwise aroused when they occur?"

"Uh no. Or uh. Sometimes? My di-, uh it's... it's too sore to get erect. It's really sensitive." He stammered to add: "A-a-and I stopped being aroused after the first few!"

"Is there ejaculate or are they just a bodily sensation?"

"A sensation and jizz, every single time. Or well I think."

"You think?"

"Well I... Haven't checked the one that just happened."

"Go on then."

Dr. Keres' demand took the cow by surprise.

"Pardon?"

"Remove the clothes covering your bottom half and check. If you don't stop being embarrassed, we can't help you." Still though, Jamie was hesitating. "Remove them yourself, or Dr. Clover will."

Jamie thought about it for a moment, ignoring or maybe not picking up on the threat. It was certainly a weird request, but this was definitely an even weirder condition. They would see everything when it was time for the inspection anyway. That, the idea of the inevitable wandering hands, embarrassed Jamie even further, but not enough that he would not obey.

Rising from the seat, the cow looked to Dr. Clover expecting him to turn away, but instead the hyena stared right at the cow with unmistakable patience.

Jamie's hands reached for the waistband of his trousers, hooked them with a thumb and then hesitated. Flinching almost, Jamie adjusted his hands so that they were also gripping the waistband of his underwear. Better to get this over with in one quick move. Yanking them both down, Jamie brought them to his ankles and then stepped out.

Covering his front, he sat back down on the seat and kept his legs crossed. But even with his crotch mostly hidden, all three of them could see the outright unbelievable amount of cum caked into the cow's fur. There was a brief moment of silence as they all processed it.

"... Well then.... Is there more?" Dr. Keres asked, but it was unclear who he was asking.

"Um... uhh..." Jamie spread his thighs ever so slightly so that only he could look. "I think so?"

At the same time, Tino stepped up and scooped the cow's clothes from the floor. Looking down at them, he prodded at something in the cup of Jamie's boxers and then nodded.

"It's hard to tell what's new and what just hasn't dried yet. Gotta say though... with how crusty this is, and with the layers on the stains, he probably is cummi... uh, ejaculating every time."

Once again Jamie's blush came back half because of the hyena's gruff voice and half because of the way he was speaking about him as if he weren't there.

Dr. Keres wrote that down and then spoke into the mic again.

"Mr. Parker, are you experiencing any other symptoms apart from spontaneous orgasms and, what for now I will dub, excessive production of the fluids typically produced during orgasm?" Dr. Keres never had been one for names.

"Oh! Yeah it's not just my jizz, I'm uh, making a lot of pre as well."

"Pre?" Dr. Keres said, just from his tone they could tell he had raised an eyebrow.

"He means precum." Dr. Clover chimed in.

"Tell me more, Mr. Parker."

A glistening thread fell from the cow's thigh. It was too thick and sticky-looking to be regular precum, but too clear to be cum. It hung there, bouncing with Jamie's hips as he thought. Dr. Keres was agitated with his co-worker for not swiping it up for inspection.

"Well it won't stop leaking in between the orgasms. Plus, it's uh, thicker than usual? Or stronger I guess..." Again, Jamie didn't really know what he was talking about and needed a little guidance.

"Are these, your ejaculate and your as you put it pre, anything like your usual quantities?"

"No. I get told a lot that I make more than usual, but normally I won't cum four times in an hour and I uh... don't normally leave precum puddles or paint myself."

Behind his gas mask Tino licked his lips and behind the screen Dr. Keres took more notes.

"The breast milk is new too."

"Is that the explanation for the stains on your shirt?" Jamie nodded in response to the question. "I see." Keres continued.

"No history of the males in your family having breasts naturally?"

"No, sorry..."

At that moment, Jamie took a sharp breath in and shot up straight. His eyes were wide in surprise and his body shivered. Dr. Clover stepped forward in surprise, then halted when Dr. Keres barked down the intercom not to intervene.

"Are you alright, Mr. Parker?!" He spoke, but it was more curiosity than alarm that drove his volume.

The cow was too busy biting his tongue and squeezing the chair to respond. His legs, pushed together, began to grind against one another as his expression grew more and more desperate like he was being forced to wait for something. Jamie could feel the blood rushing in his head, and his loins, whilst the other two could see the sweat dripping through his fur.

All at once it came to a breaking point as Jamie suddenly parted his legs and jolted backwards. His cock shot up to full mast, after being pressed between the stool and his legs, then fired off multiple thick ropes of cum all across exposed crotch and his shirt. Jamie moaned and whined as he orgasmed; for how intense it looked, they were surprised that he wasn't crying out with it. Before long it boiled down, and the cumshots became a flow as it poured from his tip all over his erect mass, onto his balls, inner thighs and finally the stool. In total, it must have lasted no longer than fifteen seconds.

"Oh jeez... I'm so sorry!" Jamie's voice sounded floaty with a giggle behind it. At the end of it, he took a deep breath and shook his head about as if breaking out of a confusion. "I'll uh... Hold on I'll..."

They watched as, for the first time in the facility, Jamie reached down to scoop up some of his cum with a finger. He brought it up to his mouth then licked it clean like it were a sweet treat and not the cause of severe distress.

"I have a few more questions before Dr. Clover begins your examination..." There was a pause as Dr. Keres appeared to be writing. "..., questions concerning emotional changes."

"That's fine by me." Jamie was still feeding himself small amounts, though now he was using two fingers.

"I'm going to ask a series of yes or no questions. Please answer with just those, 'yes' or 'no.' Have you experienced any growth in your genitals?"

"Uh... no!"

"Emotional changes? Specifically, increased affection and libido?"

"Yes, and yes."

"Any desire to be bred? In the sense of becoming pregnant."

"Golly no!"

"What about doing the breeding?"

Jamie thought for a moment, then shuddered as he spoke.

"God yes...." Both watched as Jamie's dick jumped a little, spurting a thick wad of pre onto his shirt.

Dr. Keres and Dr. Clover looked at each other with concern, Dr. Clover seemed to be more alert now.

"Increased aggression?"

"No! Never! I'd never want to hurt someone."

That concern and alertness turned to confusion.

"Stick to just one-word answers for speed's sense, please. If I were to re-word aggression as dominance, would that change your answer?"

"No..." Was this really something that needed to be discussed?

It was then the cow shuddered more intensely than before, his eyes rolled back in his head and his legs once again squeezed together as another orgasm squirted out of him. It was not lost on Dr. Keres that it had come much sooner than the others, not even a minute between this and the last one. Jamie gasped out loud, seized himself by the knees and keeled over as a particular strong shot sprayed out over the tiled floor.

"Are you alright?!" This time is was Tino who asked.

"Y-yes! I'm fineee..." The cow panted, then chuckled slightly on the stretched out 'fine.'

After a deep breath and a moment to collect himself, Jamie sat up straight for the first time in the entire time he had been at the facility.

"Sorry about that!" He said with a chipper smile.

"Inform me if your feelings towards dominance changes."

Really it was for the Doctor's safeties, but for a moment Jamie thought he was being flirted with.

"Any changes to physical features such as muscle definition, height or weight?"

"None that I've noticed. I don't think I've grown at all! Is that the answer you were hoping for?"

"One-word answers only! What about shrinking?"

"Nope!" Being barked at didn't seem to have affected Jamie's mood at all.

"Any changes with sexual dimorphism? Sometimes your species can experience horn growth or shrinkage."

"Aw! Is that definitely gonna happen? I don't want them so big, so I hope they shrink; I like them small!"

Jamie reached up to give them a rub.

It threw both of the doctors for a beat. Only now were they noticing how different Jamie was to the nervous bovine who had been in the room with them not a minute ago.

"I'm sorry, but... is this not distressing you?"

"I mean, I guess it is. But it is rather funny at the same time."

"... Right."

There was a long pause as Keres made more notes on Jamie's sudden change in behaviour. He noted how the bull rocked in his seat, kicked his legs, whistled, and beamed. Whereas before his symptoms were clearly troubling him, Jamie seemed almost interested in them now. And that look in his eye, it was like he was sitting with his best friend and not a silent, rubber clad scientist and a disembodied, commanding voice.

"Those were my only questions, for now at least. I'll hold off on theorizing until a physical examination has been conducted and samples have been collected..." Dr. Keres appeared to finish speaking, but Dr. Clover added a cough that spurred the feline into adding more to the sentence. "Would you be comfortable with this?"

"Of course!"

"If you insist!" The way he said it was playful and inviting.

It became even more so as he, lifting up his shirt simultaneously, spread his legs.

"I suppose we'll start with your breasts then. Please remove your shirt and Dr. Clover, you may begin."

Dr. Clover moved behind the cow and adjusted his gloves. He reached down after the cow's shirt was on the floor, but first he said:

"Sorry if it's weird with me behind you, but I'd rather not be in the splash zone."

"Nah, don't worry! I get it, Doc!"

At first, Dr. Clover was patting down on them firmly, but with a gentleness behind it. He found them to be squishy, but somewhat solid if he pressed down further and responded how any breasts would. It could be because of his weight, but at a guess, they were perhaps large enough to be called A cups. Jamie's nipples were puffy and red from the milk and not from any kind of growth.

Dr. Clover leaned down to speak into Jamie's ear as he held his hands on his breasts for a moment.

"Does it feel sore?"

"Nah..."

"Any ache?"

"Just a little."

"Let me try something."

Dr. Clover changed up his approach. His fingers spread out and his palms flattened. He began to stroke over the cow's boobs, pushing on them with his thumbs. In response, Jamie bit his lip and moaned, drawing his legs together as he gripped the seat. Dr. Clover pushed them inwards, outwards, up, down and in every other direction. Until...

"Ffffuck yeah..." Jamie whined under his breath, groaning ever so slightly.

"Pardon me?"

"I, uh-uh I meant they're better now, thanks!"

Knowing well that was not what Jamie had said or rather moaned, the hyena went to remove his hands only for Dr. Keres to speak up.

"I'd like to see how much touching it will require for you to produce more breast milk. Are you comfortable with this?"

"Of course!"

"Keep going until it happens." Came the cat's order to Tino. "Or rather, start squeezing."

With a sigh, Dr. Clover obeyed the cat's demand. He began pushing down again, but after just a few seconds it turned to squeezing. He bundled up as much of Jamie's tits as he could and began to grind his hands over them heading in the direction of his nipples. The cow did not resit, but he certainly moaned and subconsciously began to push forwards away from the Doctor. He didn't get far as Dr Clover pulled him back with surprising ferocity and squeezed significantly harder than he ever had before.

"Your examination is not finished." He growled, then balked as he realized what he said. "Sorry, guess this gas mask isn't as secure as we thought."

"Mmmmhm?" Jamie didn't register what Tino had said at all. "Just keep going..."

This time Tino was much happier to oblige. He kept the sternness and the intensity to his groping; no longer caring so much about keeping a pattern or professionalism. Tino knew he was biting his lips, he knew his cock was straining against the rubber and he knew that he was staring right at Jamie, but he wasn't going to stop himself anytime soon.

Jamie was just as affected by his own musk. Now he was leaning back into the doctor's ministrations, his tongue hung out ever so slightly and his cock was beginning to stir. Of course, neither of them realized what that meant until he suddenly cried out:

"Oh, fuck!"

He shot forwards, his legs and eyes squeezed together and once again he began to rapidly approach his peak. But despite the cow's escalating howls of pleasure, his shaking body and his rapidly beating heart. Dr. Clover would not relent. Not until he got what he was looking for. It came just as he gave one last vicious squeeze.

Jamie yelped once more, his body and face twisting further, and milk shot from his nipples. A spray of it, first from the left, then from the right, splattered out onto the tiles in front of them. With a chuckle, Tino bounced them and tugged on them, even aiming one right at the cow's face.

But that wasn't all Jamie experienced. An orgasm wracked his body and mind at the same time. A creamy, thick flow of jizz came forth from between his thighs and rolled off of the seat down to the tiles like the milk had. The very tip of his cock felt wonderful, his cum slit too as it flexed and trembled with the orgasm.

"DR. CLOVER!" Came Dr. Keres voice, hissing down the mic like a stray who'd run into a rival on the fence outside. "That is enough!"

"Huh? What?!" Tino released his grip on the cow, leaving him writhing, and snapped back to focus. It was then he realised Dr. Keres had been ordering him to stop for a while now.

"Do that again and I'll pull you out of there, get a hold of yourself!"

Jamie was much too dazed and bubbly to pay attention anything the two of them were saying. After a minute or so, the flow of cum stopped, but the flow of milk had only slowed. It seemed it would continue for a while.

During that time, the two doctors began to collect samples. From a compartment in the wall, Dr. Clover retrieved several vials and pressed the first close to Jamie's left nipple. The cow didn't notice as it slowly filled up, even when Tino coaxed more out with his index finger and thumb.

It was against protocol, but Dr. Keres immediately opened the hatch to take the vials from Tino and accidentally got a strong whiff of the heavy musk inside. He was, however, much too composed to show it at the time. The thick aroma of cum hung heavy in the air of the clean room and traces of it existed in the control room now.

"Mr. Parker! Dr. Keres stern voice eventually came, snapping the cow out of his daze.

"Yeah?"

"During sample collection we noticed that your breasts have... grown. Most likely the touching has stimulated mild growth."

Jamie looked down at his own chest, then burst into a smile. Dr. Keres was right! They'd grown to at least a B-cup. With a giggle, he gave them a squeeze hoping to get a squirt of milk.

"Please refrain from touching yourself." He sharply added.

For now, the cow obeyed.

"Spread your legs. I'm observing your genitalia." Dr. Keres spoke. "Prepare a vial for sample collection, Tino."

This next examination was less hands on with Dr. Clover not participating at all and Dr. Keres observing through the glass. They both watched for a few minutes, watching it twitch, bob and pulse until another one of Jamie's involuntary orgasms came.

Jamie's breathing became rapid once again, his breath tremored and then broke into a wail as his body shook. In the blink of an eye his cock became rock hard, the veins angry and clearly visible along his shaft and the head engorged as the foreskin rolled back.

"Allow for no contamination, collect the samples immediately!" Dr. Keres barked, but did not look away as his eyes were transfixed on the cow's prick.

Tino pressed a vial to the cow's erect shaft, then tilted it so that it was trapped over the cow's cum slit. He struggled to keep it there as the cow's cock trembled and shook. Eventually, the hyena reached out and took a hold of it to stabilize. That tipped Jamie over the edge, especially when Tino began to stroke ever so slightly.

Jamie cried out and whined, thrusting his hips into Tino's grip. His cum shot into the vial with explosive force. In a matter of seconds, it was full. He corked it and prepared to pass it through the door for later examination, but Dr. Keres was still obsessed with looking at the cow's orgasm. He rapidly made notes on the intensity over it, the duration, the size of Jamie's endowment, even the way it splattered about the room.

"Incredible..." He whispered under his breath and reached down ot adjust the waist band of his scrubs.

"Uhhh, Dr. Keres? The vial?" Tino was still waiting by the door.

"My mistake, sorry."

The cat hurried over, opened the door and retrieved it, but took a deep breath through his noise as he did. A shudder washed over him as the scent of fresh cum did too. Neither of them noticed the small, damp patch in Dr. Keres trousers and instead returned to their stations.

"His prostate must play a role in this. Get some lube and get to work!" Tino nodded and moved away to retrieve some from the compartment in the wall. "And Jamie! Start fondling yourself, I want to see if your genitalia grows too."

With a grin, Jamie did so. He turned, getting up on his knees and balancing on the stool, so that now his tailhole, thick ass, cock and balls were all exposed to the doctor through the glass who was more than delighted at the sight.

Upon his return, Dr. Clover immediately coated Jamie's tailhole with lube and plunged two equally lubed up fingers inside. There was little resistance or noise from Jamie; either because he was too pre-occupied with slapping his flaccid cock about or because after so many mind-boggling orgasms the sensation of getting fingered wasn't all that pleasurable anymore.

Dr. Clover had enough experience to find Jamie's prostate within a matter of seconds. From the feel of things, there was nothing abnormal. It felt to be the appropriate size for Jamie's build, it was not particularly protruding or odd in shape either. A dirty, lewd thought crossed Tino's mind. He pressed, not tapped or rubbed, but pressed down until his fingers were trembling ever so slightly.

In the blink of an eye Jamie went through different stages of moaning, whining to gasping and freezing up. Then he was back to pumping away at his cock and rubbing his balls with a sudden fury. Moments later his body was bucking, his voice was braying, and his cock was firing off one, two, three... four... five... six? Cumshots on to the tiles between him and Dr. Keres' screen. There was no intensity to them, there was still a thickness to his jizz, but it was less so than the involuntary ones. It stopped when Tino removed his fingers.

"Did you notice that, Doc?" He asked to the cat, who behind the screen coughed awkwardly and pulled up his trousers. Even if neither of them could see it, he felt embarrassed at what he'd just been doing.

"Um yes. That was less intense than your involuntary orgasms, yes Jamie?"

"U-uh, uhhh..." Jamie's voice shook as much as his body did, it certainly wasn't from a lack of confidence.

"Yet it still had an incredible volume." This was recorded in his notes, which were now slightly stained with something. "Tino, stimulate his prostate for us and have him reach orgasm from that alone."

The fingers were plunged back in, producing an 'eep!' from Jamie.

"Can I touch myself?" That sounded more like a plea than a question. It was, of course, shot down with a sharp hiss from Dr. Keres.

Rhythmically, Dr. Clover began to press down on the cow's prostate. His touch was just as firm as before, but this time he'd push his fingers forwards to roll them off Jamie's love bump.

The cow could not get enough of it. His dick would jump, his heart would flutter and his lips would quiver every so often. Precum oozed from his limp prick like there was no tomorrow and he certainly moaned like it too.

Looking down at his own cock, he could not believe what he was seeing! Subconsciously, he was rolling his body and his hips with Tino's movements. At the same time, tensing his loins meant that his cock would flop against his thigh, roll up it as it came to stand for just a few seconds before flopping back against his thigh. Drawing his cock across his thigh like that was producing frankly absurd amounts of mess. Each drag would have him squirting a barely noticeable strand of pre cum over himself, but after just a few rounds it had built up so much that his fur was slick with it as if it were a gel; even more so when it occasionally became mixed with his cum. Then as it flopped it would sling the cum and the strands of pre all over the shop.

Despite the fact that both of them were watching, neither of the Doctors thought to obtain samples of this miracle; they were both too mesmerized.

Jamie was just as perplexed; the throbbing in his loins albeit further back than it normally was, the way the heat in his body had built up and the volume of it all told him this was an orgasm, yet there was no explosive force, no braying or moaning, just the occasional whine. All of the volume and pleasure, if not more, with none of the intensity.

Moreover, when he looked down at his cock (which was barely 4 inches before) was now most definitely a few inches longer. His balls were plumper too, even though they were still being drained of seed and pre.

"Doctors? Um, I think I've gotten longer!" He declared with glee, but there was no response from either of them.

Behind the screen Dr. Keres was gritting his teeth, leg cocked and raised so that his stiff prick was grinding over the edge of the desk. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable, but by god was it getting him off. He was much too professional to actively masturbate himself in the middle of his workplace, but by now the smell of the musk had gotten him so worked up he had to relieve himself somehow. That was why his hands were pinching and twisting at his own nipples or sliding up and down over his body to get those wonderful little shivers. It might have just been what the cow's potent smell was doing to him, but Dr. Keres could have sworn that he was close to an orgasm already. At the very least he could feel an awful amount of pre sticking from his underwear to his skin.

Meanwhile Tino was just as desperate. However, his grinding was because he was much too horny to bother getting out of the suit; if he could get at his dick he'd have brought himself to an orgasm or two already. But restrained by the rubber suit he'd settled for pressing the palm of his hand down against his bulge and grinding with his hips and his hand; it wasn't the most pleasurable feeling, if anything he was getting more out of huffing and drinking down the cow's musk. He desperately wanted to take off the gas mask and blow the cow for a sweet, wonderful reward, but his mind was too addled to remember how to work it and it would mean stopping touching himself. He'd settled for stroking his free hand up and down Jamie's body, worshipping him almost.

Jamie was living for it; he knew for sure that Dr. Keres was getting himself off else he would have stopped Dr. Clover; and he certainly would have said something as Jamie began to squeeze at his tits again. That squeezing produced plenty more milk and moans; then a different kind of milk and even more moaning when Jamie moved his hands down south. Tino made sure to get in the way of the cow's orgasm, painting the black rubber white and loving every second of it.

Out of the doctors, Keres was the first to cum; moaning and gasping wildly as he shot rope after rope into his tight, white briefs. But as it began to dribble down his leg he didn't stop. He couldn't stop. His cock didn't even go flaccid, he was able to rub himself against the desk even through that post-orgasm sensitivity. A second one was already close. Tino was slower, but just as noisy and just as excited for it. He howled with pleasure and relief as cum flooded the crotch of the rubber gear, from the outside it would bubble and move for just a moment before it became mixed with his fur. Once again, the hyena continued rubbing himself through and after the orgasm as if he hadn't noticed his first one.

Not one of them could tell the other what time it was or how long they'd be in the clean room. Jamie's examination had supposed to be just an hour long, any treatment required just a few minutes more, but in the end it was five hours and countless orgasms before the facility retrieved their two doctors and their brand, new breed.