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Falco's Milking Factory - Season 2 (At the Dormant Volcano)

Author: wooy1212

The sun rises in the window of Great Fox, the mother ship of the Star Fox team. Great Fox is flying over Corneria in stealth mode. Falco lies in a daze, feeling the light, conscious.

"Are you awake, Falco?" Fox in blue pajamas sits next to Falco's bed and wags his tail. Fox's soft tail touches his face. This touch makes his eyes open and raises his body. Fox appears to be drinking something in a mug with Falco's face printed on it. It looks white, so Falco thinks he's drinking milk at first. However, it smells too sweet.

"Are you drinking that again?" Falco asks in a surprised voice.

"How did you know?" Fox replies to Falco with a smile.

"It smells like condensed milk mixed with syrup." You mixed my precum and cum in the ratio of 2:8, right?"

"Right, Falco knows everything about me".

"You always drink unrefined cum, don't you? Because I grew as big as a skyscraper yesterday, my sperm size would be about 0.6 in (1.5 cm). My condition has been good these days so you would drink my sperm alive. So be careful because you'll have a stomachache if you drink it too much. I hate when you're sick." Falco was sincerely worried that Fox might get sick.

"Don't worry, I can stand the stomachache for your seed." There is a love for Falco in Fox's answer.

"What a cute guy." Falco ruffles Fox's hair like crazy. Fox also enjoys Falco's touch, not caring about his hair getting messed up.

"What's my schedule today?" Slippy?" Falco asks.

"Today's schedule is visiting a milking factory," Slippy replies calmly.

"A milking factory?" Falco is surprised. He recalls the last time he visited another milking factory. Usually, he messes up cities and a planet when he becomes a macro. The milking factory was a clever idea for him because he could feel free to enjoy himself while the factory cleaned up the mess. Also, the stimulation given to Falco's cock by the factory was still amazing. However, the milking factory couldn't withstand Falco's mighty power. The factory couldn't endure even the shaking of his testicles. Eventually, the reservoir tanks burst and the whole area got ruined contrary to the purpose. He remembers that it took around 3 months to clean up the mess completely.

"I'll gladly go there. But I'm worrying there will be a bad accident if it goes wrong again. What do you think?" Falco starts worrying.

"It'll be different this time, Falco." Slippy smiles at Falco in a confident voice.

While they are talking, Great Fox flies rapidly in the sky with fluffy clouds of the color of Falco's cum. As they approach the destination, Great Fox lowers its altitude. A vast rocky mountain blocks the sight. The mountain is called "Mt. H", and this place is where Falco will masturbate today. Mt. H was formed hundreds of millions of years ago with the Corneria continent. Since the planet's crust was very unstable at that time, lava erupted and Mt. H was born during the collision of continental plates. Mt. H became a dormant volcano after tens of millions of years of volcanic activity. As a result, Mt. H has become a black rocky mountain composed of granite and basalt. The mountain looks like a wasteland consisting of bumpy, desolate black pillars. However, the soil near Mt. H is very fertile, so various crops grow well. In addition, a lot of healthy hot springs were found, making it a good place to live. Therefore, a town named "H Village" has been founded around Mt. H. However, the place where they go looks a little different from downtown. As the altitude gets lower and lower, a high-rise city is seen, which looks ill-matched with the desolate mountain. The tallest building is a skyscraper with about 50 stories.

"Did Mt. H look like this?" Falco tilts his head and looks at Fox.

"Sorry, I've never been here before. We just came to the address indicated on the instrument panel." Fox also tilts his head, wondering who has changed the place like this. Great Fox gently lands on a landing field on the 50-story building. A man in a lab coat and the other man in a suit greet them gladly.

"Welcome. Thank you for coming a long way!" The man in a suit greets Star Fox.

"Not at all. Thank you for inviting us here." Fox replies politely, too.

"Hello, I am a chief researcher at this factory. And this person is a CEO of the construction company which built this facility." The researcher in a gown also greets.

"We're glad to see you, too." Falco crosses the conventional greeting. "By the way, isn't Mt. H famous for hiking trails and hot spring villages? I'm curious because it's very different from what I expected." Falco, who can't hide his curiosity, asks a question right away.

"You are quite sharp." The CEO continues to explain. "It is completely different from Mt. H a year ago. We heard rumors that a macro milking factory for Mr. Falco failed previously. According to our analysis, there were several reasons. First of all, the previous factory underestimated Mr. Falco's virility and did not prepare enough. The second problem was that the procedure was performed at too low height. It could not support Mr. Falco's huge body properly at that height. During our simulation, we noticed that the ground became very unstable in a minute when the procedure began. Lastly, Mr. Falco was kneeling down and you looked somewhat uncomfortable, although it seemed you had no problem in ejaculation. In summary, we did our best to make Mr. Falco's masturbation as comfortable as possible."

'I think it'll go well this time, hehe.' Falco smiles quietly and his heart flutters a little.

"We decided to maintain hiking trails and hot spring villages on the west side of Mt. H. And we developed this industrial complex to the east side. The residents also gladly agreed with this plan. Oh wait, let me give you a tour of this milking factory for you. We are going to board Great Fox and take a look around." The two input their destination on Great Fox.

"Let me introduce the city part in detail. He will introduce the lab part later." The CEO continues the conversation. "Do you know that this mountain is the highest in Corneria? Do you know how high this mountain is?"

"Of course I know! But I don't know the exact height." Fox answers.

"It is exactly 3 miles (5 km). The previous milking factory was built in a mountain which is 0.6 mile (1 km) high. So this mountain is 5 times higher than there. Do you know the law of the cube? When the length doubles, the area increases by four times, the square, and the volume increases by eight times, the cube. It means that this milking factory can accommodate your cum 125 times more than the previous one."

'Oh yeah, the alpha macro male like me deserves this treat.' Falco's self-esteem soars in the sky.

"It cost about 50 billion sp$, and it took a year to build this facility."

"A year? That's amazing. Corneria has advanced technology that can restore a destroyed city in a day. That's unbelievable." Fox can't close his surprised mouth.

"Well, you can say that. Now, let's take a look around the facility one by one." The CEO talks with pride. Soon, Great Fox stops at a place where various buildings, including the 50-story building, are crowded. It looked very small at first because of the size of the facility, but it was a large town consisting of 12 high-rise buildings with all convenient facilities. The previous milking factory had only one building. He could feel how much they prepared for today's milking.

"This is something like a planned city." The CEO explains. "It was built about 19 miles (30 km) away from downtown for safety. The tallest one is our company's office building founded to extract Mr. Falco's cum. Other buildings are accommodations and convenience facilities for construction workers, and educational facilities to educate researchers. Because today's milking procedure can be dangerous, the minimum number of employees are remaining. Of course, some brave employees who willingly want to participate in the procedure are included."

"Oh, very brave guys. I should give them a reward when I find them." Falco says gladly.

Great Fox increases its altitude and moves to the middle of the mountain. There is a round hole in the middle of the mountain as if someone has scooped it up with an ice cream scoop. "It is a lab part from here. Therefore, he will explain from now on." The CEO hands over the position to the chief researcher.

"Thank you. Let me introduce the milking machine. This is a testicle stand. We drilled rocks from the 1.2 mile (2 km) high point to the 2.1 miles (3.5 km) high point of the mountain, using an excavator. There is also an iron plate which will be used to support the testicles. As I said a little before, Mr. Falco's testicles kept hitting the mountain in the last milking procedure because there was no support. It caused weakening of the ground of the mountain and ended with cum overflowing quickly. Our simulation shows that the cum flooding probability has decreased to 30% now, which is a groundbreaking figure." Along with presentation slides, the chief researcher continues to explain.

"So, it means I can cum hard as I want!" Falco's face is full of joy.

"Yes! Please enjoy yourself. Let's move to the next place." The next place is a tunnel for Falco's cock. Great Fox goes into it. The innermost part of the tunnel is blocked by threefold iron gates. The gates look very firm as if no weapon can break them. And four layers of toughened glass walls are surrounding the tunnel.

"Oh, there are four layers of glass walls!" Slippy says in admiration

"Yes! Another sad part about the previous milking factory was that they did not prepare for unexpected situations thoroughly. We heard that it was covered with two layers of bulletproof glass. But as Mr. Falco's sexual desire soared, the glass broke easily and the factory got flooded with semen. So we have placed glass walls in four layers to prevent flooding. And if you look closer, you will notice that the tunnel leans to the slope of the crater. We revised the design because Mr. Fox said that Mr. Falco preferred a doggystyle during sexual intercourse." The chief researcher continues to explain proudly about how much effort they have made for this facility. But such stories sound too boring for Falco.

"Now, shall we move inside the factory?" Great Fox exits the tunnel for Falco's cock and flies for a half hour to the entrance of the factory. Great Fox lands at the entrance of the factory. And a big elevator carries the ship downwards.

"We installed the fastest elevator. But it is very deep so it takes five minutes to get there. This reveals Mr. Falco's mightiness, doesn't it?" The chief researcher says pleasantly as if he is sorry for the long travel time.

"Falco, I can't believe this entire facility has been made for you. I'm proud of you as always. Thank you for staying with me, Falco." Fox speaks his appreciation once again. On the other hand, Falco doesn't respond much.

After a while, they arrive at the factory. The factory consists of three floors.

"Please follow me this way. I will guide you." They had to pass through two iron gates to enter the factory probably due to strict security. The first room they went to was a control room. "There is a sign saying 'EMPTY' on this screen, isn't it? It will be changed into 'FULL' when Mr. Falco puts his penis in the tunnel. We adjust the width and the length of the tunnel using three screens. Let's move to the next room!" They move to the next room.

"The next room is where we stimulate Mr. Falco's penis sexuality. The tube stuck in here will stimulate your penis. We have done a lot of studies to stimulate your sensitive parts perfectly. I will not explain it in detail. Please feel it yourself. Mr. Fox helped us a lot, didn't you?

"Yes. I did my best to advise what stimulation made Falco horny". Fox speaks in a loud voice.

"Oh? Hehe, nice. I'm looking forward to it, Fox." After Falco's words, they ride an escalator down the stairs. There was a room with a large screen in front of three round tables for eight people.

"This is a control room. We can check the situation of the factory in real time and give instructions. The next room is a sampling room. Mr. Falco's precum and semen will be collected and analyzed here. We are going to analyze and extract samples in the first step, so Mr. Falco's semen will be transported here. The rest rooms are an accommodation, a hygiene facility and a fitness center for researchers. Let's move downstairs before the beginning."

They move to the lowest floor. Hundreds of containers are stacked there, and there are also computers and robots for management. "This place is a warehouse to store materials for this factory. In fact, there are not many things to see here. But we wanted to show you that we had to prepare so many things to operate this factory. Let's move to the last place!" For Star Fox team, the factory tour was totally amazing.

Finally, they move to the cum storage. The pipes which will be used to connect between the tunnel and the storage are seen. They are large enough to contain hundreds of people at once. Thinking of his lover's cum pouring down the passage arouses Fox immediately. The size of the cum storage was enormous, and Fox and Slippy couldn't close their mouths.

"The cum storage consists of three tanks. Its height is about 1.2 miles (2 km), which is higher than the tallest building in Corneria City. One tank can accommodate 5 to 10 thousand people at once. If you consider that our average height is 5 ft (150 cm), you will be able to imagine how large just one chamber is. We are expecting to create an economic value of 100 billion sp$ per chamber after a full cycle of the milking process." The CEO explains in excitement.

"I think we had enough explanation. Let's start right away." Fox quickly cuts off the CEO. They ride on Great Fox quickly and head to a plain on the high mountain, which is about 31 miles (50 km) away from the entrance. Falco and Fox stand on the plateau with no one around there.

"Make yourself comfortable as always, Falco." Fox says, putting his hand on Falco's shoulder. "Of course I will." Falco grins and pets Fox's cute face. Then he walks to the middle of the plateau. Fox and others, except Falco, have gotten on Great Fox for safety.

"Better to rip the clothes first, huh?" With Falco's roar, his height doubles in a moment. He decided not to grow his clothes together today because he wanted to be naked fast. In this way, his 56th combat suit is torn like a waste paper and blows away in the mountain wind. He doubled his height, but his body shape remained the same. Now, it's time to become hyper.

The first body parts responded are his talons. His feet don't stick out usually because they are smooth and covered in shoes. But his feet catch the eye first when he starts growing big. As his feet become wider, sharp, huge black claws sprout which can break a diamond into pieces. Falco knows the power of his claws well, so he takes care of micros around his feet. Then, several stripe-shaped rings appear on his feet while his yellow toes get thicker. The following is his legs. Falco tends to make his leg muscles relatively slimmer so that his testicles and cock can move comfortably during the milking procedure. He could expand his leg muscles much bigger, but he suppressed the desire because he wanted to focus on his cock for now. Of course, it doesn't mean that his leg muscles are weak. Falco's muscles are composed of high density muscle fibers. When he becomes a macro, fine feathers on his legs are seen. Even a feather is as big as an adult man.

Now, it's time to inflate his upper body. His tail stands out first. Usually, his tail feathers are gathered neatly, but they stretch out in the air like a peacock's tail as he grows bigger and bigger. When macro Falco appears in Corneria City on a hot day, people come near his wings because his tail covers the sunlight. His arms come into sight next. Usually, his arms were covered with wing feathers, but it was uncomfortable to move when he became a macro. So he acquired an ability to hide his wing feathers into his arms. His shoulders and lats expand explosively. When he flexes his arms, his biceps swell as big as his head. It's why Cornerian citizens want to see him flexing his arms in the city. His pecs are noticeable, too. One side of his pecs is as big as a broad park which can accommodate hundreds of micros. His nipples shine red in the middle, which are about three times bigger than a Cornerian tank. The azure feathers sprouting from the deep canyon between his pecs stir the hearts of his fans. His abs between delicately carved lats also stands out. His abs seem to be a solid 6-pack or 8-pack, and one pack is as big as a building. Every bodybuilder in Corneria envies his abs.

There are several changes in his face. At first, the top of his head becomes sharper because a lot of feathers sprout upward. And the red feathers around his eyes rise sharply so he looks like a beast. His beak also becomes sharp enough to swallow anything. A blue mane sprouts around his neck which makes him look like a lion, the king of the beasts. The mane further increases his dignity.

Even the hard rock wall couldn't bear Falco's weight, who is 6 miles (10 km) tall and weighs ten billion tons. With a thunderous roar, the hard rock wall collapses into the shape of his footprints. His toes hit some unfortunate buildings, making fire on them and collapsing them to pieces. The pieces splatter on nearby buildings including the 50-story skyscraper.

"Wow, No one would be a match for Mr. Falco in his macro form." The CEO, who is boarding Great Fox, talks to Star Fox. "Macro Falco is literally a god!" Fox replies. Falco is 6 miles (10 km) tall now. His head penetrates through white clouds. Only he can inhale the fresh air here. He smiles slowly. Everyone is overwhelmed by his hugeness, much bigger than his usual macro scale in the city. Finally, his dick starts to grow. The pink cock hidden under blue feathers gets darker. As his blood is drawn into the cock, its thickness and length increase simultaneously. Even when he is normal-sized, Falco is well-known for having a large cock. Most men envy his big dick and balls. Some women blushed at his growing dick.

"Mr. Falco, please put your penis into the tunnel."

Great Fox flies to Falco's hidden ear on his head, and give an order through a loudspeaker. Falco leans over his body and gets on the mountain. His huge arms cover two-thirds of the ridge of Mt. H. It's his first time to cum in this mountain, but he feels something unusual.

'Heh, it feels as if I'm putting my dick into Fox's ass. It seems they analyzed my taste very well." Falco thinks, putting his blue-feathered balls on the testicle support. With a heavy sound, his balls are placed on the support. The testicle support covers his balls softly. It fits his balls perfectly like Fox's fluffy butt.

"YEAH, PERFECT!" Falco talks to himself unconsciously.

He inserts his pink cock into the tunnel. His cock is 1,100 yd (1 km) long and 440 yd (400 m) wide now. Thanks to their thorough preparation, however, his cock is filling only half of the first container,

"Hmm, it's a little disappointing," the chief researcher says, touching his chin with his hand.

"But he isn't erected yet," Fox raises an objection immediately.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't consider that. Let's start the erection stimulation right away. Control room, start level 1 stimulation!" The chief researcher orders the control room.

"Start level 1." With a tremendous mechanical noise, many thin protrusions come out from the tunnel. Some of them look like brooms, and others look like dust brushes. Hundreds of protrusions begin to touch Falco's cock. Thinking of cumming in the tallest mountain of the planet makes Falco feel somewhat embarrassed, though he has done similar things many times. His heart throbs unconsciously. His heartbeat resonates so loud that micros around the mountain can hear it.

"Mr. Falco looks to be a little nervous." A researcher reports to the chief researcher.

"Perhaps it's because he isn't used to it. But he will get used to it once he starts masturbating. Continue the stimulation." His analysis was accurate. Falco was gradually adapting to the milking machine. But he didn't want to reach orgasm with the machine that easily. Although his cock was already fully stimulated, he tried to ignore the pleasure but with a satisfied smile on his face.

"I can't understand why he's withstanding the stimulation." Slippy asks Fox.

"It's because the more he endures, the more pleasure he gets at the end." Fox explains.

Falco determines himself and starts moving his waist back and forth gently. As his speed gets faster, loud thumping sounds resonate all over the mountain. Everyone would know that Falco was masturbating now. "HNNNGH, IT FEELS SO GOOD." He moans pleasantly.

Changes happen to his cock. It becomes darker, veins are protruded, and the flaccid shaft becomes rock hard. Its length and width increase by about 1.5 times, filling the first tempered glass wall tightly. Transparent liquid starts dribbling from his cock hole.

"The precum is flowing in, sir!"

Researchers turn levers and check the status of his precum. They put some in a machine to analyze its ingredients. Then they clean their tongues and taste the nectar. The sweet smell of vanilla syrup is scattered in the sample room.

"The ingredients are excellent. Mr. Falco, we think your condition is very good today. We want to drink some more!"

"Now, it's time to check the semen. I think it will flow out soon."

The researchers change the stimulation mode that the protrusions stroke his cock. Soon, white milky liquid begins to spurt like a river stream. At that time, the first tempered glass wall shatters into pieces easily.

"The cum is flowing in!"

Researchers in the control room become busy. To examine the quality, the pipe to the cum storage is blocked and his cum flows into the sample room. The bottles for sampling are filled in a few seconds. Then the sample analysis begins.

"How is the sperm condition?"

"The sperm size is 8 in (27 cm) now, the average arm length of a man. The sperm are edible but they can cause nausea and abdominal pain if they are ingested too much. The activity of the sperm is at the peak. They are expected to stay alive outside for a week."

"What about the nutrients?"

"There are so many healthy nutrients. Mr. Falco is in top condition now. Let me try some myself." Unable to endure the urge, the researcher stops analyzing and drinks the cum raw. The acne on his bumpy face disappears immediately.

"Ohhhhh! The fatigue from the overnight shift has been relieved immediately! I think I can tear off an iron door now." At the same time, his pants are torn and his cock as big as his upper body pops out.

"I HAVE TO FUCK SOMETHING IMMEDIATELY!" "Hold on! What the hell are you doing?" His colleagues stop him but it's no use.

"Isolate him immediately! Well, it seems the sample quality is satisfactory! So it's time to strengthen the stimulation. Let's start level 2 stimulation!" The control room gives an order.

During level 2 stimulation, more protrusions rise through the glass wall and settle on his cock. Just getting touched by the protrusions give him enormous sexual arousal.

"WHOA, IT FEELS CRAZY GOOD!" His talk to himself echoes through the mountain like thunder.

"Let's start the extraction." With that said, the protrusions start stroking Falco's cock. His cock throbs harder and swells further again. The second glass wall containing his cock begins to collapse because it couldn't withstand the expansion. The bigger he grows, the more sexually sensitive he becomes. Even the shards of glass make him feel good. Falco's cock swells even faster.

"OH, FOX!" He yells then focuses on ejaculation. His balls are twice as big now. The testicle support covered his balls completely during level 1 stimulation. However, it's covering only the lower half of the balls now. It suggests that his balls have been swollen quickly because they're producing a large amount of semen at an explosive rate. The veins on his cock become more prominent. Falco feels a bit aching but the pleasure is much bigger.

Although Falco's cock is being stroked by the protrusions, Falco doesn't feel like it. He has some preferred situations when he becomes macro and worshiped by Fox. First, before he starts growing big, Fox used to rub Falco's cock with his hand or his tail. This feels like that the breeze is petting his cock. The handjob and tailjob stimulates ejaculation quickly. Otherwise, he used to allow Falco to fuck his ass. The hot inside expands Falco's cock immediately. Though Falco wants to keep fucking his ass, he pulls off his cock wistfully and places Fox on his cock because he doesn't want to hurt Fox. Until his height doubles Fox's, Fox usually lick and suck his huge cock with the tongue. The feeling of Fox's saliva mixed with his precum feels so good. Other micros also try to suck his dick sometimes, but no one blows better than Fox. At last, Fox rubs his body against Falco's cock as best as he can when Falco grows much bigger and his cock is bigger than Fox. Anyway, he thought until today that only Fox could deal with his monstrous cock. The tunnel of the previous milking factory carved the inside of Fox's ass. It felt really good but it was destroyed too quickly. So he wanted to get another chance.

In contrast, this new milking facility is certainly different. As you can imagine from the fact that it took a year to build here in spite of Corneria's advanced technology, efforts of the researchers and Fox are noticeable. All the sexual worship he gets from Fox is now occurring simultaneously. Falco is in ecstasy beyond words. It feels like that many Fox are surrounding his cock and performing a sexual worship ceremony. He sweats profusely and the flow of sweat causes a landslide. Fortunately, there is no village on the route of the landslide.

"Mr. Falco's ejaculation speed is 5 times faster than the previous milking. If the previous milking is compared to drizzle, this one can be compared to downpour.

"As expected! It's all thanks to our staff."

In an hour, Falco cums 10 times more than his usual amount. To prevent overflow, the pipe inhales his cum to the last drop like a vacuum cleaner. After two hours, Falco realizes the amount of his cum is already far more than the last time.

"It is about three times more than the amount collected by the previous milking factory, boss!"

"We never collected such a large amount. Let's celebrate!"

Despite the enormous amount, only one of three cum storages has been filled. The size of Falco's balls has been decreased to their usual size. And his cock is getting more flaccid and less veiny gradually.

"I will report the present situation. We succeeded in collecting about 22 thousand tons of cum. This is already the maximum volume calculated from his current height. It seems he has reached the limit, guessing from the decreasing pace. The estimated profit is 7 trillion sp$, about 160% of the investment cost." The chief researcher reports.

"Load all the semen into 22 container trucks and deliver it to the processing plant quickly. Then start level 3 stimulation." The CEO orders with excitement.

"The level 3? Will he be able to withstand that?" The chief researcher asks back.

"Are you underestimating Falco? He can definitely withstand it." Fox refutes immediately.

"He is right. Even if Mr. Falco's sexual desire doubled, the three cum storages would take all the cum. We must not repeat the mistake of the last time. Mr. Falco is a living treasure." The CEO adds.

"Roger. Then we will start level 3 stimulation." The chief researcher says.

Falco's cum is flowing out continuously from his urethra, but the rate is obviously decreasing.

"The level 3 stimulation will begin soon." With the word, the protrusions of the tunnel start to be replaced.

"WHAT IS LEVEL 3?" Falco's voice sounds both worried and expected.

As soon as level 3 stimulation starts, several small protrusions pop out from the glass wall and rush into Falco's cock hole. Since it has taken some time for the protrusions to enter his urethra, Falco has no idea what is going on.

"WHAT THE HECK IS LEVEL 3?" Falco starts grumbling.

"Wow, this video will be a scoop on the news!" Slippy, taking a video of Falco, says in admiration.

"Well, Falco is already a star of the Lylat System." Fox tells Slippy with a smile.

"No, I mean, it's very different this time. The viewers would have a happy time with this video, regarding themselves as the milking facility." Slippy replies.

"But it wouldn't be better than getting fucked by the huge dick directly, hehe." Fox says, and looks back at Falco on the screen. Suddenly, Falco closes one eye and puts a hand on his waist significantly.

"Ah... It seems Falco is at THAT stage now." Fox says quietly.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Slippy asks Fox out of curiosity.

"Oh just watch for now. There's no time to explain." Fox takes away Slippy's curiosity and continues watching Falco.

Falco's flaccid cock starts expanding again and breaks the third glass wall, which is 3 times thicker than the second one. His balls also start expanding. Now, the testicle support can only support one third of his balls. His precum starts flowing down and its sweet scent spreads in the mountain. Bees and butterflies fly around his cock, mistaking the scent for honey. The level 3 stimulation for arousing him is super effective.

Falco was going to stop getting milked today because he thought level 2 stimulation was good enough. However, he starts feeling something just inside his cock hole. That tiny thing turns round and round, and stimulates his cock hole. Feeling the stimulation twice as strong, his cock turns into a towering mountain again. And he starts dribbling precum again.

"OH, WOW..."

Falco couldn't help admiring. He thought they imitated every worship which Fox gave to him, but there was one more. It was urethral stimulation. When Falco is much bigger than Fox, Fox goes into his cock hole, turns round and round, and satisfies his sexual desire. In return, his precum oozes and draws Fox into his urethra deeper in the reaction. Fox usually stops at the middle of the cock shaft because Falco's precum pushes him out continuously, and he is smothered tightly by the urethral wall. When Fox squirms and crawls to the entrance, it gives Falco great pleasure, makes him cum hard and draws him into his urethra again. This is the best worship Fox can do for macro Falco. Falco realizes he was forgetting about it. He's so close to cumming. Suddenly, he feels something crawling into his urethra.

"FOOOOOOOX!!"

Falco can't see anything. The protrusion entering his cock hole feels like tiny Fox. He gives himself to the protrusions, massaging both the outside and the inside of his cock. His dick gets even harder. Just at that time, secret weapons get ready to move to satisfy the giant sexual beast even more. They are trained micros for today.

The micros on the plane land at three points. The first team lands at the testicular support which is 1.6 mi (2500m) high. They look up and admire Falco's enormous balls for a while. 1Those are two huge wrecking balls with fine blue feathers as tall as their height. They can see those balls producing testosterone and sperm as big as their arms. They have to start their mission quickly because...

*WAVES*

Because the size of Falco's balls is expanding 1.5 times every 5 minutes. The micros scratched the balls hard with brushes half as big as their bodies. Falco loves the feeling someone tickles his balls. That feeling makes harmony with the protrusions in his urethra. While the protrusions give him direct sexual pleasure, the brushes scratching his balls satisfy him softly. Soon, his balls become too big and exceed their maximum cover range. The devastated micros sit on his ballsac.

The next team lands at Falco's chest feathers. It's because his chest is a good place to take shelter when there is a problem. The micros on his chest feathers climb low mountains named pecs. They're low but very steep mountains with vertical cliffs. So they could fall to the ballsac if they lost their footing or their strength was gone. Although his balls were covered with soft feathers, it was certain that they could get severely injured. It took 40 minutes to climb the mountains. As they get closer to the peaks, the mountains become less steep and low hills named nipples block the way. The micros are divided into two groups and rub their bodies against both upper and lower parts of his nipples.

"OH, SOMETHING FEELS STRANGE."

Falco suddenly feels that his nipples are tickled hard. He tries to scratch his nipples, which makes the micros stop their worship. He finds the micros petrified with fear. He feels empty and wants them to keep the nipple worship. To deliver his intention without a word, he just nods powerfully with a smile. The micros understand his intention and continue the worship.

The last team reaches the vast Falco's shoulders. Their destination is his armpits. They should climb the cliffs to reach his armpits. They fasten ropes to the feathers and scale down the cliffs. Because they don't know what kind of smell his armpits are, they're wearing gas masks. His armpits look quite neat. In contrast to the dirty hairy human armpits, there are only short feathers slightly thicker than other fine feathers. And they don't look that dirty. The micros measure the air condition carefully.

"*Beeps* The air condition is clear."

"Huh? I can't believe it."

Most micros doubt the result. One curious worker takes off his gas mask and gets surprised by the smell. He recommends other workers to take off their masks too. They take off their gas masks quickly.

"Whoa, it smells so good."

Perhaps it's because of a deodorant or the characteristic of his species. Falco's armpits smell like a mixture of a tulip and a poppy flower. The micros enjoy the smell for a while, and they start the worship. Fox used to rub his head against Falco's armpits or lick his armpits. But he is too big for the micros to lick his armpits. Some of them raise his armpit feathers and tickle the skin under them. The others blow the deep inside of his armpits with giant fans. The feeling of fresh wind pass through his armpit feathers makes Falco feel good.

Because of the intense sexual stimulation made by the cooperation between micros and machines, Falco starts cumming twice as fast. His sperm collected in the sample room swim so fast like mudfishes. They shake the sample bottle hard and the researchers worry that the bottle will burst.

"All right, load the cum into trucks!"

After only 2 hours, distribution work loading the cum into 22 trucks begins. The first tank is already full because he's cumming 1.25 times faster than a while ago. So they're trying to empty the first tank while his cum is flowing into the second tank. The advanced technology of Corneria is fully mobilized to distribute his cum, but it's hard to load the cum well because his sperm are still jumping. Some of the cum spills on and fertilizes the ground and plants. The workers are lost in admiration of his mountain penetration occasionally, so the distribution work is finished after an hour, which is scheduled to be finished in 30 minutes. Giving no attention to their eyes, Falco is focusing on just cumming.

"We have delivered 26 thousand tons of semen in trucks to the factory! The estimated profit is 8.5 trillion sp$, which is two times of the investment cost"

"We did it! By the way, how is the second tank going?"

"The second tank contains 21 thousand tons of semen. We think it will be full in 30 minutes." The chief researcher reports.

"Hmm, it's still a little disappointing." The CEO looks unsatisfied.

"Sir? What makes you disappointed?" The chief researcher asks back in surprise.

"I'm disappointed that he couldn't fill all the tanks in 3 hours."

"It is because we made the tanks too big, but it is still a great achievement. This is achieved by our academic research and your financial support." The chief researcher insists confidently.

"Hmm... Maybe it's time for level 4 stimulation."

"Did you say level 4? No, we can't."

"Why do you say that? Only 1.8 tanks have been filled so far, right?"

"We warned you several times that it is a last resort."

"Hey, don't forget who obtained investment from investors and paid your salary. In contrast, you were just looking at a blueprint, weren't you?"

"Boss, it is not what I meant to be..."

"Think again. During level 2 stimulation, only 0.8 tank was filled, right?"

"Yes."

"And he managed to fill one tank during level 3 stimulation. So it's just 1.8 tanks, 48 thousand ton in total, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"If level 4 stimulation doubles his cum amount, all the 3 tanks will get full."

"But we never tested level 4 yet..."

"Hey, it took a lot of effort to invite Mr. Falco here, and we have to pay royalty to the Star Fox. Let's do a big last job and have a spree for dozens of years. Any objection?"

"If this facility explodes, the entire continent will fall into danger..."

The quarrel ends with the victory of the CEO who has the power of money. The CEO orders researchers to start level 4 stimulation. All protrusions so far move closer to Falco's giant cock. The protrusions in his urethra move twice faster and harder. The other protrusions give all types of external stimulation simultaneously, in contrast with one type at a time during level 2.

The CEO thought that Falco's cum amount would double if they gave twice as much stimulation. But all the researchers and CEO didn't know that there was a certain threshold. When he exceeds the threshold, his sexual desire and cum amount increase by square. They should have known that level 4 stimulation was excessive greed.

All types of sexual stimulation which micro Fox can give to Falco surge through him. Falco can't help thinking of Fox. His balls expand again until they reach his toes. The micros on the lower half of his balls lose their balance because of the bouncing balls, and they fall to the ground. Fortunately, they didn't get hurt because his feathers absorbed the shock. Other micros on the upper half of the balls climb his balls a bit more and hide under his pubic feathers. The testicular support can't withstand his balls at all. He mistakes the milking factory for Fox's big ass. He penetrates the tunnel wildly. The micros can't continue their work because his body trembles like an earthquake. The micros on his nipples stop their worship and hide themselves under the feathers. It feels like staying in a deep cave. Other micros on his armpits tie themselves with the armpit feathers. Two out of three tanks are filled in just 30 seconds, and the third tank is about to burst out soon. It corresponds to 80 thousand tons of cum.

"Boss, we are in trouble."

"Chief researcher, what's going on?"

"As you can see, Mr. Falco's sexual stimulation level is abnormally soaring high, and the storage is going to explode soon."

"What? No, it can't be. Try your best to prevent the explosion. I'll talk it out with him in a gentle way."

The CEO looks bewildered because the things are beyond his expectation. He was going to make a fortune by selling Falco's cum drink using this chance. Already he has made more than 200% of profits, and he's just before making 1000% of profits. However, he would kill the golden goose if this milking factory got destroyed. There is no problem in the post treatment because Slippy's cleaning robot will clean off the mess. But he's just thinking about money. He grabs a parachute and jumps down from Great Fox.

"Hey, you!" Fox shouts desperately, but he has already jumped down.

"Don't hold him back. Maybe he has a plan." Slippy tells Fox secretly.

"But Falco isn't in a situation to listen to his words... I'm worried about him." Fox's instinct feels anxiety. The CEO rides his private helicopter with a huge speaker. The helicopter flies to Falco's broad yellow beak.

"Mr. Falco! Please stop!" The CEO yells loudly. But Falco can't hear it at all because he is too absorbed in the pleasure. The helicopter would look like a little buzzing bug even if he stayed conscious.

"HNNNNNNNGH~!" Falco opens his beak with a moaning sound. The pilot of the helicopter realizes that something is wrong, and tries to run away in full speed. But it was too late. Suddenly, the world becomes dark and the CEO who is shouting at Falco falls about tens of yards to the soft flat ground. It makes him black out for a while.

"Where am I?" The CEO awakes to the flash of light. He is in a large space which looks like a cave. He finds his helicopter over there. Its tail is on fire but he isn't aware of it. He runs to the helicopter, which is the only means he can escape from here. "My helicopter! My helicopter!"

Suddenly, his helicopter disappears to the abyss like a sinkhole. The CEO is frightened at the sudden situation. Then, the light disappears and the ground shakes violently. He lies with his face down but he can't keep his balance. He blacks out again and awakes to the light.

"Where the heck am I?" As soon as he wakes up, water drops fall on his head. In contrast with water drops, however, they stick to his body and make him stuck in the liquid. The sticky smell of the saliva scatters. He realizes that this place is the inside of Falco's beak and he has landed on his tongue. The CEO yells desperately.

"Mr. Falco, please help! Mr. Falco, can you hear me? Mr. Falco, Falco.... Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Of course, Falco can't hear his shout. Suddenly, the world flips up and down. He feels that his body is slipping slowly. He struggles to grab the pink meat wall, but he keeps slipping because of the slippery saliva. The dark abyss where his helicopter has fallen into is just before his eyes. He soon loses his grip on the wall. The money hugger CEO finally falls into Falco's deep dark abyss.

Meanwhile, the chief researcher is embarrassed at the sight of the CEO being swallowed by macro Falco. But he has to do something to stop the endless ejaculation. He quickly retracts the protrusions and injects a drug which lowers libodo. He tries to connect the micros working on Falco's body, but it's no use because the network is interrupted. His management was too late because of the CEO's disturbance. Finally, the fourth glass wall, which is the last blocking line 10 times harder than the third wall, breaks helplessly. It brings the milking facility to its end. The chief researcher in Great Fox issues evacuation order to all workers. All the workers ride elevators and run to Great Fox at the entrance, leaving equipment behind. Everyone is on board except the chief researcher, who was checking the number of people outside.

"The chief researcher told me to get on, and he went back to the control room."

A female researcher weeps out. But they have no time to save him.

Gradually, the milking factory for macro Falco collapses. The pipes between the tunnel and the cum storage burst first. Tens of tons of the cum splatters on the floor, sweeping machines and cars on there. The next place is the cum storage. The second and third tanks haven't burst because the chief researcher managed to close their valves. But the first tank couldn't withstand the pressure and burst. The cum flows backward and pours into the factory. The sample room has been already flooded in level 3 stimulation. The chief researcher does his best to close the shutters and prevent the flooding as far as possible, knowing that his efforts are useless compared with macro Falco's godlike virility.

"Though I couldn't save my lifetime's masterpiece, it was a good life, hahaha..."

Leaving his will, Falco's cum floods the entire factory. All shutters burst and all things in the facility are swept away. The factory falls apart without a trace. The workers on Great Fox admire Falco's mighty power and lament over the chief researcher's sacrifice. Of course, he will be rescued safely later because he can breathe in Falco's cum.

"Falco, are you okay?"

Great Fox moves from Falco's ear to his nostril, and drops Fox there.

"WHOA, IT FEELS AMAZING, FOX!"

"Yeah, it seems my advice made the perfect milking factory for you, though it's already broken. I'm glad to see you're enjoying it anyway."

"HAHA, BUT THIS FACILITY JUST MIMICKED YOUR INSIDE, SO ONLY YOU CAN SATISFY ME TO THE END."

"Oh, you're so sweet!" Fox smiles and kisses Falco's beak. It makes him to cum even harder.

Ten minutes have passed since then. His cum permeates every stone in the mountain. Even the 3-mile-tall (5-km-high) mountain can't cope with his overflowing virility. With a thunderous tremble from the inside of the mountain, everything within a 31 mile (50 km) radius begins to shake. Fortunately, the micros on his balls and armpits have been moved to his chest feathers by Falco, so they're safe.

"It's showtime!" Fox looks excited and watches the show from Falco's beak.

His cum erupts like lava from the top of the mountain. About 20% of his cum is evaporated by his heat and makes white clouds covering the Cornerian sky. Tiny people watch that macro Falco is thrusting the mountain with his colossal dick. Some of them lose their words in shock, and the others praise their macro god. After 10 seconds, his cum clouds become a heavy rain and it pours down all over the continent. The entire country gets flooded with his cum. The next event is a landslide. Mt. H starts to collapse because of the weight of Falco and his cum. The cum storage, which was saved once by the chief researcher's sacrifice, gets destroyed by the rockslide eventually.

After that, his cum flows down the mountain like a pyroclastic flow. The macro cum flooding siren goes off throughout the entire country. Falco's cum swallows everything on its way and devastates the ground. In contrast to other natural disasters, however, sweetened condensed milk-like white cream is covering the surface of the continent. Fortunately, tiny people can breathe and stay safe in his cum, although the only thing they can do is to drink the cum heartily until they are rescued. They can enjoy the free spa because the hot spring water of the mountain is mixed with the cum. Also, his sperm will make their fur glossier and their virility better. After bathing for a few days in his magnificent cum spa, the Cornerian people will return to their daily life actively.

"Falco, How long will it take you to finish cumming?"

"WELL, I THINK IT'LL TAKE ABOUT 2 DAYS TO EMPTY MY BALLS."

"Wow, really long. Slippy, how long will it take to clean up this mess?"

"I think it'll take about 15 days to clean off the entire continent."

"The city is made of shape memory alloys, but it may not be repaired completely after a havoc like this. What do you think?"

"It's expected that about 30% of the city should be rebuilt."

"It's no problem. I'll grow big together with Falco next time and help rebuild the city."

Falco is still cumming hard. Falco and his teammates smile and look at each other. The normal day of the planet Corneria covered in the white falcon milk ends like that.