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Darex awoke, feeling himself lying atop hard, cold metal. The air was somewhat warm against his bare scales, coming to the quick realization that he was naked. Something was wrapped around his head and eyes, acting like a blindfold, restricting his vision to nothing but darkness. His attempt to remove the blindfold brought attention to his arms and legs, all of which were restrained by some kind of leather buckles around his wrists and ankles. What happened? How did he get here?! Where IS here? He strained against his bonds blindly, finding his mouth also gagged shut. "Mmmm! Mmmmrph...!" Darex's cries were muffled, his stress and panic slowly rising. He had no idea what was happening, or why he was stuck like this, or even how he got here in the first place! "What did I do last...why am I in this position?" He couldn't remember what led to him going unconscious and ending up here. His heart was pounding as he tried with futility to break from his restraints, but only succeeded in exhausting himself. He panted, blind, confused, bound and naked on what he assumed to be some kind of metal table. Not even his tail was unbound, leaving him completely vulnerable to whomever got him like this in the first place. He was strapped against a metal table of some kind that stood at what felt like a 45 degree angle. Darex was utterly terrified. Was he about to die? Be tortured? What did he do to deserve this? He just wanted to be home! His fears soared when he heard a couple pairs of footsteps somewhere behind him. He struggled harder than ever. They approached silently, before stopping on either side of whatever thing he was strapped onto. He was painfully aware of his full nudity before these strangers/kidnappers. He panted from his efforts, flinching the moment he heard a male's low, gruff voice come from his right. "Subject #9 is fully secure. I think it's time we began the analysis?" Number 9? Subject? He heard a much more feminine voice to his left, who he could hear walk a little ways away, before the terrified drake heard keyboard clacking. "I do believe it is time. Begin the procedure." "Procedure? What the hell are they gonna do to me?!" He heard the man move towards Darex. The helpless drake flinched, grunting in surprise as the gag was suddenly torn off. He gasped his first breath of fresh air since waking up, welcoming cool oxygen back into his lungs, before he whimpered, "W-who are you people? What do you want from me? Please let me go! I just want to-" his begging was cut off some kind of machinery above him whirred, before he felt a plastic mask of some kind secure itself around his draconic muzzle. He couldn't shift his head enough to remove the mask, struggling to breathe once more given his quick, shallow breaths under the hard plastic. All of his efforts were futile, and his body was growing tired and sore from struggling. He had to no choice but to stop and lay back, only pondering what horrors lay in wait for him. A couple second later, and suddenly he felt something enter his mask. He inhaled instinctively, coughing as some kind of gas flowed right into his lungs. With nothing else to breathe, he gasped as his lungs filled with a strangely sweet, yet thick gas. As each breath was taken with the mysterious gas passed through his system, his thoughts began to feel slightly muddled. Darex began to feel lightheaded only a few breaths later, before the mask was removed, coughing and sputtering from the strange gas. "What-wheeze-what was that?!" He groaned, the lightheadedness getting to him, before he felt a slowly rising heat within his chest, his heart palpitating slightly erratically. The heat seemed to travel down his body, slowly but surely pooling around and within his groin region, to his own confusion. "What was that gas?" He questioned himself fearfully. The feminine voice sounded out somewhere in front of him, "Level 2 Aphrodisiac successfully administered to Subject 9. Letting the analysis program take over from here." A warm fuzziness slowly blanketed his mind, that heat growing larger and more concentrated within his sheathe. A haze of unexpected lust overcame him, the pink of his slightly tapered cock beginning to peak out of his sheathe, much to his own confusion, but he could feel it plumping up, lengthening and growing firm into hardness. "B-but...why am I..." the strange lust made his compromising position only make his cock unwillingly harder, his muzzle growing red below the blindfold as he shamefully went full mast before these strange people. He felt his cock throb, almost painfully so. He heard some type of automated voice above him sound out from invisible speakers. "Beginning analysis..." What in the world was going on?!

Subject: #9

Species: Drake

Status: Normal

Height: 5' 8'

Muscularity: Slim

Current penis length: 5.4 inches.

Current testicle size: 2.1 cubic inches each.

Beginning seminal volume analysis...

Darex was struggling to hear everything the automated voice stated, a drop of pre cum sliding down the front of his tapered, ridged pink drake cock. "Did it...seriously just measure my cock?" And seminal analysis? Did it really mean to...

His cock was so distracting, the knot near the base now inflated, the modest, sensitive rod aching for attention, though his restrictive binds stopped Darex from obliging. It was almost torture, being so unexpectedly turned on, yet being unable to indulge his need. That changed when he heard more machinery moving nearby. Despite his sudden arousal, it was anxiety that dominated his emotions at that moment, being blind to what was occurring around him. "Please...I don't understand..." Darex begged, aiming his plea towards the man, if he was still standing right next him. There was no response. Then, he felt something touch his cock. He gasped aloud, his shaft's need suddenly being met as something hard, yet padded slipped over his erect penis. He gritted his teeth, waves of pleasure emitting from his loins as it clamped tightly around his penis, some kind of internal lubricant within the device allowing a slick, easy motion down his tool, eventually feeling it morph around his small knot, pressing against the base of his groin. Before he could get used to the new attachment now grasping his cock, he flinched when it suddenly began to pulse, a ring of pressure pressing onto the base of his throbbing rod, before slowly sliding up the pink shaft, making the aroused drake shudder from the stimulation. Leg muscles tensed, he wasn't ready when it reached the tip of his cock, before sliding right back down to the base, and then going back up. It grew slightly faster in speed, repeating the motion of pumping his cock.

Slick, slick, slick, slick...

"Wha...what is...guh." "What kind of...sick freaks are these people?" The machine was jerking him at max efficiency, the strange drug circulating his system allowing no other room besides focus on the building pleasure of his cock, his balls slightly bouncing with the jerking motion of the machine. The pumping never ceased, and it only took about one minute before he was gasping, on the edge of forced ecstasy, the machine unrelenting.

Slick, slick, slick, slick...

He could just barely hear the male doctor near where the female one was, stating, "Subject orgasm imminent. Preparing sample collection..." He gritted his teeth, balls tensing, before his body couldn't handle any more stimulation. With a low groan, pleasure flowed over him, cumming into the strange device pleasuring him, hips bucking slightly upward as he shot his load, shooting 5 or so pumps of his cum into the machine. The machine kept going for a little longer, milking his orgasm for all it was worth, before it came to a gradual halt, leaving Darex in the afterglow of his forced orgasm, always bound and blinded. "What's the computer got to say?" The female doctor questioned aloud. "Sample collected." He heard from above, sweat riding down his body. "Analyzing..."

Semen collection complete. Subject's orgasm produced 8.32 ml of semen.

The words being spoken were lost on Darex, the sexually exhausted drake only somewhat listening as the doctors discussed somewhere in front of him. "This is...a surprising result." The male doctor started. "Subject 9's seminal output is a bit higher than most of the subjects." The feminine voice responded with, "Based on the analysis among other factors, Subject 9's compatibility is above average." He barely heard the straightening of a coat, before she continued. "I believe #9 is suitable for testing."

"Agreed. Sedate and send Subject 9 down to the testing floor." Darex's cock had retreated into its sheath a little ago, and his fear of what these people wanted to do with him returned. "Testing...? What're they planning to do to me?!"

"Bastards! Let me go! What do you want from m-" he was cut off as another mask was pressed over his muzzle, lungs immediately filling with another gas. He struggled, but within seconds, his eyes were drooping, his brain slowly growing dark. His struggles went limp as he slipped into unconsciousness.

An unknown amount of time passes...

Darez once again slowly nodded awake. The first thing to be noticed this time was the blinding light directly above him. He shook his head, looking left and right, grateful to see this time, although frustrated to find his arms and legs still shackled down. He was laid flat on a padded bench of some sort this time, slightly more comfy than the metal table from earlier, but still captured and trapped nonetheless. He looked down, his tan, scaly underbelly now viewable, finding himself still shamefully naked. The blue scales that ran down the rest of his body shone in the single light above, Darex finding nothing but darkness surrounding him otherwise. Silence. Not daring to say a word, seconds crawled by like minutes, a sense of isolation slowly overcoming the drake. "A-anyone there?" He could hear his voice echo back to him. Trying to swallow his fear, he called out more loudly. "Hello? Anyone?" It came as a sudden surprise when he heard some whirring above him, mind shooting back to the last time he was conscious, but this time he could actually see. "Please, what's going on?!" Another loud, automated voice spoke down on him from above, making Darex flinch and go silent.

Subject #: 9

Test: 1

Compound: P-11

"P-11 is to be administered anally. Preparing the subject..."

"Wait, what?" He spoke aloud. Suddenly, parts of the bench around him sprung to life, Darex's brain barely registering as his torso was suddenly being ensnared and wrapped with some kind of firm straps. It got his legs and arms bound too, the initial restraints holding him onto the bench disappearing, being replaced by these new ones that held his entire body. Before he could shout in alarm, some kind of ball gag forced itself into his maw just as he opened it, instantly muffling his protests, forcing his mouth slightly agape. He could feel a tug from above, and soon his body was being lifted up, the straps having looped under his thighs and torso to hold his body as he was suddenly suspended in the air a few feet above the bench, the binds flipping his body to face semi downward, the binds forcing his arms to be folded behind his back, pulling his upper chest and back to make him face somewhat forward, before everything stopped, leaving the drake to be strung up naked and suspended in the middle of the dark room. It only took seconds of struggling for him to once again accept his helplessness. He tried to calm his breathing, to no success, still completely out of his depth. He had no choice but to let his body somewhat relax in his suspension, trying not to make it any more uncomfortable than this already was.

"Subject ready. Preparing P-11..."

Darex flinched as suddenly his tail was being raised up by the machine, exposing his puckered tailhole to the darkness behind him. He looked down, seeing the floor open up in front of him, some kind of clear, cylindrical tank rising from the ground, once it stopped, he estimated it to be at least 6 feet tall, and nearly as wide, but what concerned him the most was the gallons upon gallons of some kind of pale-blue liquid sloshing within. A robotic arm reached behind the tank, pulling out a long, clear plastic tube that connected to the tank. Darex could only look on in horror as the arm extended that tube up toward him. The length was pulled past his head, and out of sight somewhere behind him, leaving him to only ponder what the machine was planning. When he felt a sudden prodding against his exposed anus, he felt his heart jump. "Oh no..." The drake had zero time to prepare himself, as suddenly his asshole was breached, letting out a muffled cry as his anal virginity was quickly taken from him, something soft and plasticity abruptly pushing into his tight sphincter. "Mmmf, mmmmrrrph!" Saliva drooled around his ball gag, eyes tearing up from the completely unfamiliar sensation of having something stuffed into his asshole, anal muscles involuntarily clenching around the plastic intruder. Having not shoved anything up there before now, the entry was quite painful, gasping and choking against his gag as he felt the intrusion push deeper, and deeper into his rectum. Despite his dull pain and discomfort, Darex was appalled when he felt his cock dully throb, pink tip revealing itself from his sheathe, before creeping out slowly. He groaned, still largely uncomfortable, but unable to stop a strange fluttering in his heart that came from the tube sliding against the inner walls of his rectum. He could feel it pressing against something that made his cock plump up to full mast, causing a different kind of sexual pleasure he'd never experienced. "I-is this the male "g" spot?" He didn't get time to ponder it, as the tube pushed further, and further up, to the point where he felt like it was pushing into his stomach! Finally, it stopped. Naked, suspended, exposed, and violated, Darex felt great shame. Why did this have to happen to him? He just wanted to be home...he wanted to be with his friend...

He barely paid attention to the voice as it spoke above him, lost in his own thoughts, cock shamefully throbbing over the open space below him. His eyes were only drawn when he noticed as the pale blue fluid began to run up the clear tube connected to the tank. He was helpless to watch as it ran up closer to him, before circling out of sight behind him. He had no choice but to merely accept it, gasping into his gag as he felt warm fluid enter his bowels. The drake could only stare ahead as more spilled into his body, the warmth spreading throughout his lower belly and groin region. After maybe 10 seconds, he felt the flow abruptly stop, allowing his body a chance to relax, actually listening this time as the voice sounded overhead.

225 ml of P-11 administered. Awaiting results...

He was never fully comfortable being suspended like this, on top of having that tube shoved up his ass, but now he had to wonder, "Awaiting what results? What is this...P-11 stuff?" He could only assume it was that strange fluid that had been forced into his bowels. He hung in silence, pondering the spreading warmth throughout his lower belly and groin. Then, after about a minute, he felt it.

BA-BUMP

The drake physically lurched, eyes widened in surprise at the strange sensation he had just felt. "What was that?" He hung in silence for a couple moments.

BA-BUMP

It came from his very core, like a pulse that spread throughout his body, making him grunt into his gag.

BA-BUMP

This time, the pulse concentrated within his pelvis, an unexpected wave of pleasure hitting him as his already hard cock throbbed particularly badly. It passed, before his body tensed up as the sensation returned stronger than ever. His cock unwillingly pulsed almost painfully, pre cum beading the tip of the pink shaft. His balls were beginning to feel hot...

"What is...why am I...aah~!" The pleasurable pulse ran through his genitalia, his cock unexpectedly shooting out a string of pre cum. He looked down at his free cock, wide eyed at the considerable amount of pre he just produced. That was definitely not normal for him. He grunted, closing his eyes as another pulse made him spout another, this one slightly larger than even the last, his testicles beginning to physically ache, his ass clenching the tube harder as the pressure on his prostate seemed to increase without it moving. Lust addled his mind, pre now simply drooling from his tip with considerable output, the amount adding up to what was the equivalent of one of his normal orgasms. Another pulse, more pre, the lust stacked, Darex had never felt so pent up in his whole life. His entire shaft was coated in an unnatural amount of pre, the rod diamond hard and so sensitive he could feel the very air tickle it. His balls felt so full...he could swear they felt heavier...

That feeling only grew, Darex groaning into his ball gag, saliva running down his chin, hips thrusting into the open air as the drooling pre spurted with the next pulse. He needed to touch his cock so badly! But his binds prevented the action, his penis wetly slapping against his lower belly after yet another internal pulse, feeling so hard he swore it hit his stomach higher than it normally would have. The increasing pressure, the building pleasure, the aching...it was adding up too much. The drake could feel his orgasm approaching despite never getting touched once, feeling it build handsfree. He waited, cock still drooling, lightly pumping into the open air, heart thumping in anticipation as he waited.

BA-BUMP

"Mmmph!~" he thrust into nothing as his cock spurted thick strings of cum, spilling onto the floor about 4 feet below him. Feeling the greatest release he'd ever had, his orgasm kept firing for much longer than he anticipated, each shot much thicker and stronger than he was used to. The pleasure had him riding out an orgasm that lasted him nearly 8 seconds of cumming, semen splattering his underbelly and the floor below him. Eventually, his throbs slowed, and his spunk came to a dribble, before the most intense orgasm of his life finally came to a halt. He panted in the afterglow, stunned at how intense that was. One look downward made Darex clench, seeing an unholy amount of his cum splattered on the floor below him. The tube stayed stuck inside him, but that voice called out again.

Subject's results are in. Analyzing...

Subject: #9

Species: Drake

Status: Exhausted

Height: 5' 8'

Muscularity: Slim

Current penis length: 6.1 inches.

Current testicle size: 2.9 cubic inches each.

Subject's orgasm produced 23.7 ml of semen.

Darex wasn't sure how to react to what was being said. What is that P-11 stuff?! If he heard right, it made him cum over twice as much semen compared to his normal output! And then there was...

He gulped, looking down at his still hard cock and balls, squinting. He could swear his balls felt considerably heavier, and his eyes were reaffirming that they indeed look larger than he remembered, on top of his cock reaching ever so slightly higher up than he had gotten used to most of his life. "Did my...cock and balls seriously grow?!" Each of his scaly nuts were the size of a golf ball! That...that isn't normal at all! Hanging there, exposed, tube still spreading his ass, panting in the afterglow of such an unnaturally intense orgasm, Darex was for the first time questioning the exact nature of his situation. Were they testing some kind of experimental sex drugs on him?! Seeing the hefty amount of cum splattered on the floor several feet below him, that sure seemed to be the case! The drake hung there silently, still mulling over what just happened, his cum dripping cock slowly receding.

...

...

Test results submitted. Beginning 2nd dosage.

His head shot up at the voice, eyes going wide in alarm. He looked down the tube connected to that tank, heart filling with dread as he witnessed the fluid begin to fill the tube once more. He shook and strained against his binds, but only succeeded in tiring himself before he felt the wet warmth begin to fill his intestines once more. "Mmmph!!" He groaned into his gag, his heart slowly thumping louder and louder, feeling the pink haze of lust overcome his mind once more as the drug flowed through his bloodstream. His half flaccid cock began to plump up aggressively once more, the emptiness in his balls and prostate fading with every second. Despite his cock having shot a virile load of semen not a couple minutes ago, clear pre fluid was already building and drooling from his shaft tip once more. With every pump of his heart, his hips unwillingly thrusted into nothing, large spurts of pre falling down toward the mess below the drake already. He closed his eyes, tears filling the corners from this terrifying yet ecstatic feeling he was experiencing. He had been sexually exhausted, yet he was feeling increasingly pent up by the second! His testicles felt full once more, and with every throb of his cock, he could swear he felt harder, and harder than ever before! Through his teary eyes, one look down confirmed his pink, increasingly pre drooling cock had indeed expanded ever so slightly, slapping wetly against his underbelly and very slowly creeping upward to his belly button. His balls hung with weight in them, and it didn't take long before he felt dangerously pent up, even worse than before! He muffled groaned and gasped, feeling the pressure within rise...until...! He went nearly blind as his pleasure peaked once more, cock simply bursting forth with virility, each throb and release reaching a higher peak than even his earlier orgasm, which had already been the most euphoric thing he had experienced! Throughout the white pleasure, he saw much thicker strings of semen shoot out, splattering the floor with even more of his spunk, this one considerably larger than his previous. He came, and came, lasting over 10 seconds before the shots tapered off and came to a halt. He gasped almost desperately, tears falling down his face as the drake reeled from the impossibly intense orgasm he had just experienced. The voice called down once more.

Subject's results are in. Analyzing...

Subject: #9

Species: Drake

Status: Exhausted

Height: 5' 8'

Muscularity: Slim

Current penis length: 6.4 inches.

Current testicle size: 3.1cubic inches each.

Subject's orgasm produced 49.9 ml of semen.

The voice paused for a moment. "Subject 9's compatibility with P-11 is 92.4% effective. Continuing test until dosage results are ineffective. Administering 3rd dose...

Darex was appalled, fear gripping his heart as even more fluid rose up the tube, yet his body...it was almost like it yearned more, despite his tears and struggling. He couldn't stop it as he felt the heat yet again, the lust clouding his mind...

BA-BUMP

Unreal pressure built within his cock, what felt like a literal dam about to overflow the most forefront thing in Darex's mind. His heavy sac churned with his seed, sore from constant use, yet full and ready all the same.

Drip, drip, drip...

There was an audible splatter as his erect shaft simply splurged pre at a constant, excessive rate. His cock, untouched this whole time, begged to be touched, the most sensitive it had very been, the drake feeling the thick rod push slickly against the tight skin of his underbelly. An underbelly that was visibly taut and distended somewhat, gurgling from what had to have been over a gallon of P-11. Despite feeling being fuller than he knew could be, Darex's eyes could only roll into his head as he came yet again, unable to make even a sound as his thighs clenched, the pleasure overwhelming, and his rod exploded. His hips rocked as full on ropes of semen shot out, cock physically plumping up with how virile each shot was.

SPLAT. SPLAT. SPLAT.

Thick, alabaster ropes splashed down onto a floor below him coated completely white, a puddle of cum that spread several feet around where his cock shot even more down into it. His body shook from exertion, his biggest load yet spilling onto the floor below him messily, a large amount of saliva having spilled around his ball gag as his body just accepted it. He kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming....

Nearly 20 full seconds of shooting thick ropes, and it was over. His cock drooled excess cum, and his head fell limp, on the brink of unconsciousness. He couldn't muster even a thought.

Subject's results are in. Analyzing...

Subject: #9

Species: Drake

Status: Aroused

Height: 5' 8'

Muscularity: Slim

Current penis length: 9.3 inches.

Current testicle size: 7.1 cubic inches each.

Subject's orgasm produced 193.23 ml of semen.

Subject results with P-11 are phenomenal. P-11 effectiveness is still 54.1% with Subject, putting #9 in the top 5% of compatible subjects. P-11 testing will continue after capacity training to yield better results.

Darex didn't react as the tube shoved deep into his tailhole slid out. His anal muscles barely even tightened; the tube fell out completely, pale blue fluid squirting out without anything plugging it up. The warm drug spilled out, until it came to an eventual standstill, cool air rushing up his anus as it was empty for the first time in what felt like hours, slightly gaped. The poor drake's now considerably large endowment was stuck being rock hard, constantly throbbing and pushing up against his visibly swollen belly, gurgling with over a gallon of P-11 still influencing his body. Pale blue fluid dribbled down the sides of his gagged mouth, his body having rejected the sheer quantity of the drug that had entered his stomach multiple times through regurgitation, only to be denied by the gag in place, forcing it back down to accumulate. His heart pounded, eyes half lidded after experiencing what had to have been dozens upon dozens of orgasms, each one having been longer and more intense than the last. He closed his eyes as his body ingested more of the drug, the same rising sensation deep in his core and heating up his prostate, shaft, and swollen testicles once more. The artificial pink haze of lust permeated his thoughts. "Mmmm...mmph!" He clenched as another wave of arousal hit his loins, cum drenched cock spilling a fresh batch of pre once more. Another wave hit, making him flinch as he had a hundred times, spurting a large glob of pre downward, but it felt weaker. It happened again, even weaker, the lust slightly dampening. He huffed into his gag, slowly opening his eyes cognitively for the first time in ages, as one last wave slid over his body weakly, leaving his achingly hard tool to simply leak onto the floor below. Then, they stopped. His consciousness, having retreated within the recesses of his mind as a coping mechanism for the never ending orgasms, slowly came back to being, the tired drake blinking slowly as he saw the dark room again with actual thought. He groaned into his gag, a plethora of sensations overwhelming his tired mind. His belly was so full it hurt! His balls felt so hot and...heavy? And his incessant penis was still annoyingly hard. He felt so sore from hours of back to back cumming, and was thankful the pale blue drug didn't force another touchless orgasm out of him. His head managed to look down, seeing half of the visible floor below him painted completely white with his semen. He couldn't wrap his head around how this was even possible, though his sore sex organs certainly felt like he had cum that much. Despite being so exhausted, his penis stayed achingly hard, bumping his bloated belly rhythmically. He could feel unconsciousness setting in, body finally in a somewhat neutral state, before he passed out entirely.

He was sat on his couch, staring at a large screen,, controller in hand, laid back and enjoying a simple video game. Sun shone through his living room window, the mid afternoon light running across the floor. Darex looked up as he heard the front door open, hearing the familiar jingle of keys as Ted entered the house. "Sup dude. How was work?" The orange drake looked back at Darex after setting his bag and keys down on the kitchen table, scratching his hair and approaching the gaming drake's couch. "Not great, my boss made things extra stressful today." Darex paused his game, looking back up at Ted, seeing just how tired he looked. "Oh, sorry to hear that. You wanna talk about it?" Ted waved him off, sitting next to him on the couch. "No, not right now. I just really need to...relieve some stress."

Ba-bump

Something suddenly felt off. That was weird. Did the room just get warmer, or was it just him? "Relieve stress? Are you gonna go lay down or something?" The slightly taller drake suddenly turned to him, his piercing white eyes taking Darex off guard. "No, I had...something else in mind..."

Ba-bump

Darex found himself sweating, a strange tightness taking hold near his groin. He looked down at Ted's pants, eyes growing wide as he noticed a large bulge pressing out where his groin was, a thick rod slowly extending down one pant leg. Ted abruptly got on all fours, pushing Darex over on the couch, suddenly on top of him. "I'm just feeling so...pent up..."

Ba-bump

In a flash, both of their clothes disappeared, Ted huge cock flopping onto Darex bare belly, still growing harder, while a ballsack comparable to two cantaloupes swung between his legs. Darex's own enlarged genitalia met his friend's, squirting precum on each other. Overwhelming arousal was all Darex could think about, licking his lips anxiously as that huge cock lowered, pressing against the ring of his anus...

"Guh...huh?" Darex groggily woke up, eyes blinking heavily. A single bright light shone above him, the drake prone and staring up at the ceiling 10 or so feet up. He snapped awake, sitting up quickly, finding himself laying on a twin sized bed of sorts, still naked. He made to pull at his restraints, instead pushing the air as his arms met no resistance. He looked down at his hands and legs, finding him...not strapped down. He could actually freely move his limbs! He looked about the room, seeing dark walls nearly hidden in shadow not far away, the light from above showing white tile below him. He looked about, finding no exits of any kind. Were they...done experimenting on him? A voice in the back of his mind reminded him he was still very much trapped, but he couldn't help but feel relief that he was having some sort of reprieve from the constant, non-stop orgasms and experimentation, no longer bound. He remembered what happened last he was awake, and slowly looked down at his lower body. He gulped, a bead of sweat sliding down his blue neck. "Oh, fuck me..." the modest sack and small sheathe he had known his entire life wasn't what he saw. Instead, he saw a pale, swollen, scaly ball sack, with a sheathe twice as thick as usual, resting heavily between his thighs on the bed sheet. He slowly brought a hand down, flinching as a finger poked one of those lemon sized gonads. He could...feel how heavy his balls felt, how much more area they covered. His testicles had gotten 2-no, roughly 3 times larger! His knotted drake cock was still hidden in its sheath, but he remembered the pressure from earlier against the belly button of his distended stomach. Well, his belly was flat once more, and felt empty, the sensation being bloated gone. He sighed. "Thank goodness I'm not stuffed like a turkey anymore..." But now, he could feel hunger set in...and thirst. That's when he noticed a dull pain in certain parts of his body, pain he didn't notice before till just then. He felt it in both his biceps and legs, and after looking down at one arm, he slowly made out what it was. A warm fluid ran down his arm near the point of pain. Fearing it was his own blood, Darex shifted to get more direct light on it. "W-what the..." he found an injection point in his arm, a mixture of his blood and some kind of green fluid very slowly creeping from it. He checked his other arm and legs, finding similar injections all over. "Oh, shit!" What did they inject into him?! Did his body feel any different? Was he about to get unnaturally aroused again? He stood up quickly, spreading his limbs before him as his heart sank. They weren't gonna give him a break, were they? The rivulets of green fluid showed they had injected quite a decent amount of the new drug straight into his veins. He grit his teeth, frustrated, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. Were they ever going to stop? Will he ever see his home again? He feared slightly less that his actual life was in danger, but couldn't feel more helpless. Wiping his face of the tears, he tried walking forward, tail swishing, before he felt his tail bump against something thin. He stopped, turning around, seeing another clear tube trailing from underneath the bed he had been laying on. As he turned, he noticed the tube was pulled along with him. His eyes up the length, finding the tube ran from under the bed, across the floor toward him, where it then led upward between his legs where it hung...

He did a double take, twisting his head and body to look behind him, his fears being proven correct as he found the tube led straight up into his butt. It was only then he could feel the rubbery plastic inside his anus. Damn, that other tube that pumped him with that drug from earlier had been in his ass for so long, he didn't even notice the sensation of this one when he woke up! But something felt weird with this one. He could still feel it ran deeper into his intestines, but there was something slightly larger near the entrance of his anus within his rectum. But, his hands were free now! He could just pull it out before they put anything in him. He reached behind, bracing himself, before tugging at the tube, surprised as he was met with resistance from within, something barely blocking it from coming out smoothly. Preparing himself, he made to tug harder, before he stopped when a loud blare sounded out from overhead, heart jumping in his chest. The voice from before called out, "Attempted removal of anal administrator. Inflating plug..." he had no time to register what it said, before he heard a dull hiss, no, felt it. He looked down, hearing it originating from within his asshole, where the tube was. He didn't understand what the hissing was for a few seconds, before he felt it. "Ah, HEY!" He shouted, feeling a rising pressure inside his rectum. It took a couple seconds, but he cried out as he felt his asshole begin to slowly stretch wider. Some kind of...rubbery material was then pressed tightly against the walls of his rectum, before the hissing stopped, and so did the increasing pressure. Darex panted, still standing, eyes wide from the constant dull ache of something having forced his asshole to stay stretched open, stuffed with something soft and rubbery. He brought a finger tentatively down, tracing the tube where it entered his anus. He touched the rim of his stretched ring, wincing as he got a feel for how badly it was being stretched. He then moved his finger in, attempting to poke the space that would be his asshole, but was instead stopped by a rubbery, bouncy material. Mortified, he pushed against it, feeling it give somewhat, but it rebounded, like it was full of gas or air. "Is that...?" He got a better idea of what that was. It looked like there was some kind of...rubber...balloon...anal plug? And it had inflated inside his rectum when he attempted to remove it.

"Anal plug at 40% capacity." The blue drake grit his teeth, annoyed at the constant pressure in his ass now, but didn't get long before the voice spoke again. "One hour has passed since 30ml of LATEX-13 has been administered, capacity testing will begin now." Darex couldn't do anything besides look down in despair, seeing a strange, orange fluid begin to rise from the floor through the tube. He flinched as he felt warmth enter his bowels, and within moments, could feel the heavy, warm liquid begin to pool within his stomach. Unsure of what his fate was soon to be, Darex felt there was no better option than to slowly lay back down on the bed, a constant flow of warmth invading his abdomen. He leaned against the wall, legs spread out, as he couldn't do anything besides watch the orange fluid run up that tube and right into his body. He sat there, simply bearing the strange sensation of the fluid building in his stomach. After about 10 seconds, he noticed his hunger from earlier had dissipated. He was tense after that, hearing and feeling his stomach gurgle for the first time. "Uh oh..." after roughly half a minute, he was beginning to feel fullness set in, like he had just eaten a rather large dinner. He looked down in worry when the flow didn't seem to slow at all. More packed into his belly, the drake aware that his stomach sack was now completely full. His tongue was stuck out in a "bleh" expression, belly feeling stuffed to the absolute brim. Yet more pushed inside, actually beginning to force the walls of his stomach to stretch. Darex looked down, groaning as he brought a hand over top his abdomen, feeling it gurgle in protest, and also beginning to press up against his hand somewhat. Were they going to stop at some point?! "Oh, god..." he could see his belly beginning to protrude up, the soft underbelly scales slowly growing tight and rising. It rose, centimeter by centimeter, the bloating sensation growing worse and more intense by the second. The protrusion grew worse, utterly stuffed with fluid, rising and slowly becoming more rounded. He groaned, rubbing his belly in futility as he slowly achieved potbelly status, though the skin was much tauter. It was getting too tight, he needed this thing out, now! In a desperate attempt to save himself, he reached under once more, gripping the tube, and yanking as hard as he could. The balloon slid out a ways, taking some of the tube with it, but there was more girth further up the balloon that barely stopped it from moving even halfway out. He cried out in pain, before letting go as it slid back up into his rectum. He panicked from both the sheer bloating and voice sounding from above. "Attempted removal of anal administrator. Inflating plug further..." It was over for him, he knew in his heart. He braced himself as he heard the hissing once more, feeling the balloon inflate within his rectum once more. His asshole stretched further, Darex's absolute limit being met down there, and feeling as the rubbery material expanded within him, pressing further and harder against the walls of his rectum, before it grew a little too big. He gasped, feeling the pressure point, looking down as his face grew red. In horror, his cock began to emerge from its sheath, plumping up against his will. He grunted, feeling the rubbery balloon expand against his prostate, the expanding balloon causing friction and pressure against his g spot. He could make out the tip of his drake cock over his swollen belly, pre spilling from his now rock hard shaft. To his surprise, his rectum didn't rupture as he thought it would've, he instead simply felt the balloon inflate and fill stretch against the walls of his rectum, putting pressure on his walls, especially against his prostate. It finally stopped inflating, but his rear was filled to the brim, and now his sensitive prostate was being constantly pressed upon, squishing it almost harshly. He closed his eyes, building pleasure and utter fullness rising and overwhelming his senses. Despite the dull pain of his increasingly tightening midriff, the pressure on his prostate and his helplessness to it all added intense pleasure on top. He tentatively rubbed his belly, feeling the constant gurgling just under the tightening hide, feeling it build and bloat with every passing second. His 10 inch cock throbbed, seemingly enjoying this awkward situation as it spurted healthy globs of pre cum against his belly even as it slowly expanded. Drool fell down his maw, completely taken by the building sensations throughout his belly, ass, and exposed genitals. It was a wonder his belly hasn't burst yet, it was fitting significantly more within than he thought possible! His stomach was starting to truly round out, his sloshing gut pushing all limits and achieving basketball size. Even his 10 inch long cock was no longer visible, instead slowly being pushed back by the ever expanding skin of his belly. A constant stream of pre-wetted the bottom of his belly, fell down his swollen balls, and dripped down the underside of his thighs and ass. He couldn't resist it any longer, groaning in need as he reached low, feeling the pre spill over his hand before he even came in contact with his enhanced cock. He moaned pathetically, mind lost to the strange arousal and lust that came with this double stuffing. With his belly getting in the way somewhat, Darex could only touch his sensitive, drooling cock little before it throbbed hard, pleasure spiking and pre shooting into his taut belly. He couldn't stop drooling in need. The pressure in his prostate had him much closer to orgasm than he thought! Gut still filling up, he managed to grip his thick shaft, this being the first time he had touched himself since growing larger down there, where he shuddered as his pleasure spiked, before he began to wetly jerk it under his bloating stomach. His tongue lolled out, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, cheeks red as can be as he experienced both sexual gratification and severe abdominal discomfort as the fluid never ceased to fill him up. His belly was reaching medicine ball size, gurgling endlessly as his skin stretched inch by inch. That's when he felt it, he heard his belly groan in protest, gurgling louder. His stomach had never felt so tight in his life! Despite his new strange ability to hold so much more in his belly, he felt and knew he was reaching his true limit. It was hard to pay attention to, his jerking bringing his pleasure to an all new high, his orgasm imminent, but his belly was no longer physically expanding. It simply gurgled and grew tighter, and tighter. His own hide felt like a drum, any touch to his abdomen unable to rebound properly as his skin was at its limit, yet that fluid continued to enter his gut relentlessly.

GROOOAAAN...

He was going to burst, in more ways than one! He could feel a mighty load rising up his shaft, lemon sized balls clenching in preparation for an orgasm, but not before his body simply couldn't take it anymore. He could feel something warm rising within him, coming quickly up his esophagus. He tasted something incredibly sweet on his tongue before his cheeks puffed with warm fluid. Eyes going wide, he coughed and sputtered, vomiting the orange fluid all over his chest, and it just kept coming up. Tears in his eyes, he could only groan through the vomiting as he finally came, and he came hard. He felt hot seed rush into the underside of his belly, spilling all over his masterbating hand. Ecstasy rocked his brain, enhanced tool shooting incredibly virile loads of semen up and over his swollen belly, each shot half the thickness of a rope, each shot the size of a normal person's entire orgasm. His body continued to reject the delicious tasting fluid, the wretched substance that filled his body to the absolute limit simply leaking out of his nose and maw at this point. He could see his own semen fly over his bloated belly, splattering the apex of his stomach, mixing with the orange fluids on his chest, and even landing on his snout and head. He kept cumming, the loads only increasing in size over the course of several seconds, his hand, soaked in cum as it was, kept pumping his big rod and keeping his orgasm going strong. His mind nearly blanked from the incredible pleasure of it all, having orgasmed for almost 8 seconds straight now. After cumming enough semen to overfill an entire cup, did his orgasm dry out. He vomited one more time, before he felt the flow rushing up his intestines and into his stomach finally cease. Naked, soaked in both his own sweat, cum, and deliciously sweet orange vomit, his utterly full belly groaned, the pale hide hideously expanded. It looked like a balloon had been inflated under his skin. He grimaced. His asshole was stretched tight, his belly was beyond full, to the point of being literally inflated, and he had shamefully cum all over himself in the process. At the end of it all, his only thought was...adoration? His belly gurgled in its tautness, but he looked down at his expanded middle, tracing a finger over its tight, vulnerable surface, spreading the still warm cum...and felt gratified. For the first time since being trapped, he felt a shameful gratification from being simultaneously filled up like a balloon, and experiencing an incredible orgasm during it. His heart raced, feeling deep shame even as the thoughts came to his head, the dull ache of that horrendously distended stomach . "Why does this feel so hot..." Fuck...his middle was so heavy! He could barely even sit up, which only put more pressure on that near popped hide, making him wince and lay back down, finding movement too much at the moment. His panting slowed, the silence interrupted by the voice from above as always. "Subject max capacity reached. LATEX-13 has shown 85% effectiveness in #9. Subject contains 14.6 liters of Feed. All further testing may continue in subject #9's cell." He groggily brought his head up, wincing and rubbing his belly as he heard those words. "Cell...?" So this little room was his cell. He cradled his liquid heavy stomach, eyes closing from the hypnotic sloshing and gurgles it made. In his own silence now, he could do nothing more than take in the girth and fullness of his current state. More gurgling, his body attempting to digest this...Feed, as the voice stated. His body felt warm, a strange feeling of contentment washing over him. He was snapped out of his transfixed state when he realized his cum covered cock was beginning to harden once more. He shook his head in shame, cheeks flushing red as he buried his head in his hands. Was he seriously getting aroused on his own volition? He sighed. It must be the drugs coursing through his system. Having experienced abnormal growth and enhanced production through these strange drug experiments, it was no wonder his body would be capable of an orgasm, a huge one at that, and still feel plenty horny even right afterward. Even as pre built up at his the tip 10 inch length, he curled over, cradling his gurgling gut as the warmth got to him, slowly drifting to sleep even while hard as a rock. Darex didn't know what to think, he felt a strong desire to escape these perverted experiments, but felt completely trapped. He swore he would not stop looking for a way out, no matter what they did to him. He clenched a hand, tears running down his scaly face, thinking of home. Those were his thoughts as he finally drifted to sleep.