Yaro Minnaar

Symbionts
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Chapters 11-…

Chapter 11
The devious Ril'kemeth

Characters: Doctor Devrat'Smuc Krucef (32yo), Master Viesabu Drasbat, Master Prime's second in command (175yo), Perry Bixer / 00237-G14 (14yo), Ril'kemeth, Perry's new doctor (27yo), Milo, Ril'kemeth's assistant (22yo)

Perry Bixer's Journal
Test Subject
April 12th 2345
1900 hours

I open my eyes expecting to see Doctor Krucef working in his lab. The last thing I remember was cumming like crazy on his new chair and then I fell asleep. But this room is not my room in his loft. When I try to move, I notice my body is restrained. I realize I'm in a sort of gynecologist's chair.

"Hello?" I ask.

The room is metallic in essence and somehow reminds me of an operation room.

"Oh! You are awake! Good." I hear.

I see a man out of the corner of my eye. He's wearing a doctor's robe alright, but I don't think I've ever seen him before.

"And you are…?"

He enters my field of vision so I can see him clearly. He's tall, probably around 1.90 [6'3"], and I can tell he's heavily built. He's either bald or shaven, I can't tell.

"I'm your new doctor. I'll be in charge of your development as a new order human."

"What happened to Doctor Krucef?"

"You've been removed from his custody."

"W-why? And… what's your name…?"

"You can call me Ril'kemeth. And as for your other question… you see, a very powerful Master is expecting much better results from the tests performed on you, and Doctor Krucef was not really gifted with the necessary skills to deal with this task."

"What… what are you gonna do to me…?" I ask.

As the man smiles, I realize I'm scared from the very first time since coming into the shelter.

He places his hand on my cock. I feel a warmth unlike anything I've felt before.

He comes closer to my face and removes the straps around my neck. I'm surprised there are no polymer tubules emerging from any place in the chair so I realize this man is lacking in Shelter technology.

"Look here, please," he says.

I look down and the very first thing to catch my eye is my cock. It's much thicker than it was and my pee hole looks wider than ever.

"Nice, huh?" he asks as he approaches his face to my cock and lick at my slit. A droplet of cum oozes from it without me even thinking about it.

"What… what happened to my…"

"It's so workable I can even do this," he says, and then he slides his gloved little finger inside my pee slit.

I gasp as his whole little finger disappears inside my cock. The sensations of the nerves inside being stimulated make me horny even though I'm scared.

"And look at these lovely treasures," he says now.

He's taken my balls on his gloved hands and pulls them up so I can see them. Each of my balls is the size of a peach, if that's even possible.

I gasp again. I'm scared, I don't know what this man might do to me, but I'm scared.

"Now," he says, "we will begin your first milking process under my supervision. As you might have noticed, I do not have the technology usually used by the Unguli, so I will be a little more rudimentary, but as effective as your previous Doctor."

Having said so, He squeezes my now huge balls tightly.

"Ohhhhhh…" I say.

"Good, the expected reaction."

He then starts rubbing my cock all over, placing special emphasis on my cockhead. He plays with his little finger inside my pee hole as his other hand rubs at my cockhead non-stop.

"Ohhhhhh… Gggggodddddddd…"

"Good. Somebody likes the stimulation. Let's try something else."

His hand goes down and he slides two fingers inside my ass.

"Oooooohhh…"

He takes them out and then squeezes what I gather is lube in his hand. Then he slides his two fingers back again. My cock throbs. The lubricant on his fingers is making my ass feel warmer, warmer, hotter, until it feels like it's slightly burning.

I gasp.

When his two fingers easily slide in and out, he adds a third finger.

I gasp again.

"Let's move on to better business," he says.

He brings a sort of arc, like the one used on my entrance physical. He takes a sort of plastic tube, like the ones they announce on TV as pumps for penis enlargement. There's a particularity: this one has a plastic sort of tube inside and I know what's coming next.

He spurts some lube on my pee slit and then pushes it in with his little finger.

"It… it… burns!"

"I know," is all he says.

He spurts a new amount of lube in his hand and now he rubs it all over my cock. When the burning sensation starts, my cock tingles and throbs.

He then brings the pump and starts sliding it down. As he does it, my cock starts impaling itself in the plastic tube inside the pump. Once it's completely inside, he pushes a button on the arc and I feel the vacuum suction on my cock, which forces the tube deeper inside my cock.

"Mmmmmphhhhhh!"

He pushes another button and the pump starts its vacuum suction.

"There, there," he says, "nice and steady."

As the pump sucks and releases, he comes closer to my torso and starts pinching my nipples with index and thumb from each hand.

"I think those nips might need a little help," he says and goes back to the arc.

I see him take a syringe and fill it with a translucent yellow liquid. He comes back to me and takes my right nipple, which is completely hard, and inserts the needle.

"Fuck!" I complain.

He doesn't care. He pushes the syringe's piston and injects half the liquid in my right nipple. He then does the same with my left nipple.

"What the…" I want to complain, but I can't finish the sentence, because he takes both my nipples and squeezes them hard.

I moan in pain.

He goes back to the arc and then brings a ballgag, which he places in my mouth and straps behind my neck.

"Now, that's better," he says, "I'm not in the mood for your complaints."

He pushes a button and the pump starts sucking in a faster mode. My cock is burning and I feel like I'm getting closer to cumming. The look in the Doctor's eyes is one of lust and evil, which scares me, but I discover it also turns me on.

"I think it's time to try those nipples."

He rubs his index fingers on my nipples and what comes next is almost unbelievable. A tingling sensations runs from them, I swear, all the way to my balls.

"Mmmmmphhh!" I moan through the gag.

He starts squeezing the hard pink knobs and, unbelievably, the start growing. And the more he squeezes, the bigger they get.

I start thrashing on the chair and he knows I'm close. So he releases my nipples, which are now two swollen red knobs and goes back to the arc. He fills another syringe with a sort of green translucent liquid and comes back to me. He pulls my balls and my cock throbs three times in a row. He squeezes tight and then inserts the needle on my left ball, releasing half the contents of the syringe. It kind of burns, but I feel closer to orgasm. He then injects the remaining liquid on my right ball. Just then, I feel as if the liquid inside my balls was boiling inside them, I swear I can feel them move.

He speeds the pump and I feel it, I feel it coming. I realize now there's a container which connects to the tube inside my pee hole. He positions himself behind me and starts squeezing my nipples. The sensation of the fluid injected in them is so strong that every time he pinches them I feel as if he were pinching my balls. It doesn't take long before my cock throbs and releases its first stream of hot cum.

"Mmmmmmphhhh… Fggggggggghhhhhh… Mmmmmmppphhhhhhh… fffggggggghhhh… fgggggggghhhhh…"

I can't believe how my cock keeps spurting cum like there was no tomorrow, and I continue to cum.

"Mmmmmmppphhhhhhh… fffggggggghhhh… fgggggggghhhhh…"

I see how the container keeps on filling with my cum as my balls start hurting of so much extenuating expulsion of my manmilk.

When it seems like I'm about to finish cumming, the Doctor injects a new load of the green liquid up my balls and pushes the button which speeds the pump once more. He goes back to pinching and squeezing my nipples maddly.

"Ffffggggggghhhh… fgggggggghhhhh…"

I begin cumming once again. What amazes me the most is that the streams are as heavy as the first cum.

"Yeah, boy, yeah!" The doctor says, "I can tell by the look in your eyes you didn't expect to cum as much a second time, huh?"

The container is now like 2/5 filled with my cum. My hips are thrashing like crazy, as if they had a life of their own, and I start feeling exhausted. Cumming with Doctor Krucef never felt so heavy, so intense, so raw. But then again, I guess it was because Doctor Krucef used to drug me so I would endure in a plain ecstasy. With this Doctor, however, the pleasurable sensations are so confused with the pain that I don't know where one ends and the other starts.

When my orgasm is coming to an end the Doctor goes back to the arc. I know what he plans to do and I start thrashing in the chair, fighting against my restrains, but there's nothing I can do. He injects my balls once again and speeds the pump once more. He goes behind me and works my nipples again.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhh…"

I start cumming again. I feel the pain in my balls as they struggle to produce more cum for a third orgasm. I can't believe my eyes, but the cum flows as in my two previous loads. This is insane, insane! My cock is raw of so much vacuum pumping and I feel as if my balls where being squeezed. My body feels light, my abdominal region is starting to feel sore at so many orgasm contractions. My cum keeps flowing and I notice the container is now 3/5 full.

"My, my…" he says, "you have so much fucking milk inside you, boy, we can't let it be wasted…"

And having said so before my third orgasm finishes, he goes back to the arc and takes another syringe with the green liquid inside it.

"Nnnnnnnn… nnnnnnnnnn… ppppplsssssss… fffffggggggghhhh… ppppppllssssssss… mmmmmmphhhhhh…!"

But he doesn't care at how much I plead. He shoots a new load into my balls and the last orgasm contraction becomes the first contraction of my fourth orgasm.

"Pppppppllssssssss… fggggggggghhhh…"

I'm whimpering now, I feel the tears welling up in my eyes, my cock is sore and my balls hurt. But my fourth orgasm blows my mind from the pain and I cum like the first time, enjoying as each spurt leaves through the plastic tube into the container.

"Well, well, that's a very good milk boy!" he says.

He comes closer and removes the gag from my mouth.

"Now, let's check on that cock…"

He moves down my body and removes the pump, at the same time removing the tube inside my pee hole. I gasp as he suddenly rubs my cockhead with his gloved hand.

"Doc… tor… no, p-please… please…" I beg him.

"Oh my sweet boy," he says smiling a wicked smile, "but we are barely beginning. I have to milk you dry, I have to see how much you can give me on a first session. And session is far from over."

As he says so, he fills another syringe with a new liquid, this one's orange and translucent.

"Wha… what's that, Doctor…"

"Oh!" he says, "just a little something to give you an extra… Nice, huh?"

"No, doc… please… please…" I start begging.

He completely ignores me and brings the syringe on my cock's direction. He injects the serum in my semi-hard cock. He pushes a part of it on the left side of my cock and the other on the right side of it. Almost instantly my cock goes rock hard with an ease I can't believe.

"Good…" he says, "that's promising!"

He rubs my cockhead a little more and, as he does so, I notice how my cock engorges a little more. I whimper. But he doesn't stop.

He moves towards my hands and starts unstrapping me.

"I think is time for us to take a different approach into milking you, boy. So, we are going to try a different kind of chair and see how you can perform…"

"No, please… please… I can't…c-can't take it… anymore…!"

"Oh, but you can!" he says, "Look at this fully engorged cock of yours asking for more!"

He laughs and finishes unstrapping my whole body. For a stupid second I think about running away from this man, but… where would I run to? So I decide to take thinks calmly and let this man do as he must.

There's a sort of weird horse-like rack and he brings me there. He asks me to lean down and I do so. I know that, in this piece of furniture, my position would be as if I were on all fours. The main bar of it holds my body face-downwards. It has two legs up front, where the doctor straps my wrists, and there are also two legs behind, where the doctor straps, first my knees, and then my ankles. I'm in a doggy position, all strapped by the waist, arms and legs. The bar stops in my lower abs, so my cock and balls hang freely down.

"I think that's a refreshing change, isn't it, 00237-G14?" he asks as he rubs my cock and balls from behind me.

I gasp. Somehow this position has given me renewed energy… or it might be the last thing he injected me, but I'm suddenly feeling horny again.

He pulls a leaver under the bar holding me, and a new structure comes up front. It has a sort of hole in front where the doctor pushes my face and straps it. In a way, it reminds me of the face-hole in massage beds. It's precisely that kind of hole, and as he straps me, my face is tightened in such a way, that I won't be able to open my mouth at any time.

"Very, very good, boy," he says, "now those gorgeous balls and cock are ready for the taking…"

Without further notice, one of his hands slaps my balls. I want to complain, gasp, moan, anything… but I can't. I can't move either.

"Nice…" he says and laughs.

He slaps again. And again. And again.

I feel how my balls start to swell. He then moves to my cock. He lubes his gloved hands and starts jerking my cock softly, placing special attention on my cockhead. He is not really jerking me, he's edging me and I start going insane at the rubbing. The man is a fucking expert.

I growl with my mouth closed, for there's nothing else I can do. He goes back to slapping my balls, and then again to edging my cock. He is driving me insane with pleasure and he knows it.

He keeps on edging me for what I think must be around forty minutes, and he alternately slaps my balls.

"I think you're more than ready to continue giving your milking quota," he says.

He walks and kneels in front of me, facing me.

"What is it, boy?" he asks and smiles.

My eyes are wide open and the more scared I seem, the more he smiles.

"Oh! It's the quota thing, is it?" he smiles again and kisses me on the lips, "Well, yes, as a part of the new research program for which you are the first subject, I'm expected to help you succeed in covering a daily quota."

He kisses me again and goes behind me again. I feel the syringe injecting a burning liquid inside my left ball. Then on my right ball. Then on my cock shaft. My cock and balls feel tingly at the new liquid going inside. Then, he injects something on my cockhead. It burns like hell, but he starts rubbing my cockhead in such a way that he can transform my pain into pleasure… and he's good at doing it, for soon I feel like I'm coming very close to orgasm. But then he slaps my balls and prevents me from doing it.

"Not yet, my boy," he says, "you've given me four very good orgasms and your overgrown genitals have given me 150 ml of cum. The master for whom I work was very very clear that your daily milk quota should be at least, at least 600 ml. So, you see, we still have a lot to do…"

I feel as he inserts something up my peehole and starts pushing it in. It's thinner than the previous one, and I don't think it's plastic. But I do realize it's larger, for he keeps on pushing until I don't know how far inside me it's gone.

The next step, he attaches a couple of nodes to each of my testicles. Then, he attaches a ring around my cockhead.

"Okay, boy," he says, "time to light those nuts!"

He turns a machine and the nodes on my testicles and ring on my cockhead start sending electric discharges. There's pain, but the more intense the shocks, the more I feel my precum rolling inside the tube placed to collect my cum.

"Good…" he says as he pads my butt.

He starts slowly jerking my cock as the nodes and ring work their electricity inside me.

"I think you might need a little extra-help to release those enhanced nuts of yours," he says as he pushes two gloved fingers up my ass. He immediately finds my prostate and starts rubbing.

I feel I'm coming close to cumming. I know it's a matter of seconds now.

"And for the final touch, my boy," he says removing his fingers from my ass, "a little bit of that wonderful drug which will allow you to cum one time after the other. Time to add up to your quota, boy."

"Mgggggggg… Nnnnnnnnhhhhhh…"

"This time, however," he continues explaining, "I'm attaching this needle to your left ball…"

I feel a slight pain but my orgasm keeps getting closer.

"And this one to your right one," he continues, "they're to remain injecting the drug up your balls every certain time until we can give the master those 600 ml he wants today."

I know this guy is insane and I feel terrified… I don't think my balls will be able to produce 450 ml of cum still.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 12th 2345
Time: 2300
File Number: 00237-G14
Subject Name: Perry Bixer
Ril'kemeth's personal classified log

00237-G14 has been on the horse-rack for four hours now when Master Viesabu Drasbat comes inside my secret lab.

Master, I mentally tell him, I wasn't expecting you.

Is this a bad moment, Doctor? he asks as he approaches me.

No, Master, I tell him submissively, It's never a bad moment for you…

Good to know, he says as he approaches me and squeezes my balls with all his might, I'm so glad you weren't turned before your exile. It's glad to have a full human performing for me.

Thank you, Master.

How is our boy developing?

See for yourself, Master, I tell him as I show him inside the room.

And you have collected…?

700 ml so far, master. I've been injecting his balls with Momentum every half hour.

That's very promising. What's that…?

Oh! The IV Unit? I'm hydrating him intravenously and also feeding him some nutrients.

When are you unplugging him?

That, master, is something I wanted to get cleared by you.

Go ahead.

I started the milking process at 1900 hours and I'm keeping him intravenously hydrated and nourished. If okay by you, I think I could keep him this way until dawn.

You think he'd be able to hold for so long?

He's very resilient sir, so I think he could.

What would that give us, in terms of… say, boymilk?

If, sir, I use Renoxamorphine every hour, I could make his genitals grow larger. If I keep administering Momentum every half hour in the same dosage, I think we might be able to collect at least two liters of his seed, master.

Resting?

I think I could unplug him at say 0600 hours and then have him rest from then til noon. We could get started at noon again and go on until dawn.

You are… devious, Ril'kemeth.

I'd say, resourceful, Master.

Very well. Proceed as requested. By the way, I'll be bringing a new test subject for you within the week. I believe that 00237-G14 is well under this treatment for now. But I want to try the Irilian larvae. If they are as effective as my Godonian trader informed me, I think we could have hit the right spot…

Yes, master. This new boy, this new test subject, who is he?

Oh, I don't want to spoil your fun. The only thing I can tell you is that I've heard interesting stories about him and I've been following on his development. I think he might be the perfect choice to try the larvae.

Okay, master.

In the meantime, keep on working 00237-G14's genitalia and keep me informed.

Will do, master.

Anything else I can do for you, Ril'kemeth?

Um… sir, If I may…?

Go ahead.

By dawn I think my balls will be worked and full, master, they will hurt…

Don't worry Ril'kemeth, he says as he goes out, I'll pay you a visit as soon as your boy is resting to help you release yourself…

Thank you, Master!

No, thank you, Ril'kemeth.

Perry Bixer's Journal
Test Subject
April 13th 2345
0600 hours

I never knew a human being could cum so much and for so long. It's been hours, so many hours I can't even guess how many. I also never thought it would be possible for a human male to keep on his sexual drive for so long… but I have. And I've just had one more orgasm with a toy up my ass, the electricity on my cock and balls, and the Doctor's gloved hands rubbing my still hard cock. During my full ordeal the doctor kept around and many times during it, he assisted me in cumming touching and stimulating my most sensitive areas; my nipples, ass, balls, cock and cockhead have been subjected to his every kind of expert stimulations and manipulations.

"Very well done, my boy," the Doctor says, "It's time for you to rest up."

He removes all sexual paraphernalia from my tender parts. He then unstraps my face, wrists, waist, knees and ankles and comes closer to carry me. The minute he pulls me up, my legs buckle under me.

"Easy, boy, easy," he says, "your legs are still a bit numbed."

He carries me along with the IV unit to a room on the back of his lab – does the word really apply? – It's a small room with a small bed, but as he places me there, I realize it's a very comfortable one.

"I'll keep the IV unit on you, my boy," he says, "I need to keep you hydrated after your all night's service."

"Yes, Doctor…" I tell him.

Even when I endured my milking awake at all times – I never thought that would be possible either –, as soon as I'm on the bed I start feeling sleepy.

"I have to go now, but my assistant will see to your needs now."

He leaves the room, and a little bit later a younger man comes into the room. He must be in his twenties, I'm guessing twenty two. He's not very tall, I'd say 1.67 mt [5'6"] tall. He's wiry thin and has black spiky hair, a blunt nose and intense green eyes.

He approaches the bed and spurts an ointment on my arms and legs. It feels like heaven. He does the same on my torso and chest. He then turns me over and rubs my back and butt with the ointment. This, I might say, is just ridiculous, but as he works the ointment around my buttcheeks and then on my asshole, my cock responds by getting semi-hard. When he turns me over, my semi-hard cock is exposed and I realize it hurts like hell.

I suddenly whimper and feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"Shhhh," he says whispering, "I'm gonna take good care of you, okay?"

He has a soft and delicate voice. He then starts rubbing my cock with the ointment and a very strong sense of relief takes over me.

"Th-thank you…" I manage to say.

"Don't thank me," he whispers one more time, "Just try and get some sleep."

He then starts rubbing the ointment on my balls and relief instantly comes to them as well.

I'm starting to drift away, when out of the corner of my eye I see him injecting something into the IV Unit.

"Wha… What's…" I manage to ask.

"Nothing bad," he says still whispering, "Something to help you sleep placidly before your next session…"

He moves back and gets his face close to mine.

"Want me to put some more ointment on your private parts?" he whispers.

"Ye-yes, please…" I reply.

I start feeling really groggy, but the ointment brings some new relief to my highly abused genitals.

"Thank… you…" I say, but I'm already drifting away.

I'm almost gone, when I feel a slight pinch on my balls and then a kiss in there too. Then I fall.

Chapter 12
Unveiling the Subject

Characters: Josh Thomas (12yo), Team Leader Daniel O'Hare (22yo), Proctor 011-Ben, Proctor in charge of Night Cycles (28yo), Jeremiah Winters (12yo), Doctor Sulti'esmu Minus, or Steven (17yo), Hugo Smith (13yo), Doctor Chablel'rsur, (30yo), Doctor Devrat'Smuc Krucef (32yo), Master Viesabu Drasbat, Master Prime's second in command (175yo), Proctor 021-Drake (21yo), Ryan Tragger (26yo), Perry Bixer (14yo), Ril'kemeth, Perry's new doctor (27yo), Vance Cooper (12yo)

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 20th 2345 Time: 1000 hours
Subject: 00226-F12
Subject Name: Josh Thomas
Team Leader Code: 00189-F22
Team Leader Name: Daniel O'Hare

00226-F12 Josh is on a separate room now that womb insertion has finished and he's been cleaned up. I've asked my superior, Proctor 011-Ben, for a chance to perform a routine check-up on Josh. The reason? Well, he's been outperforming the other four reds under my care, even Donovan, The Proctor's protegé and top of his class. I come inside the room and approach Josh.

"Hey," I say smiling.

"Hey!" he says smiling.

"Please," I tell him, "come sit up here."

He stands from the chair at my desk and sits on a training chair in the middle of the room. As he sits and gets himself comfortable, I tap a couple of commands and his wrists and ankles are secured.

"My!" he says, "Am I in for another ride after the womb?"

"Not really," I tell him and smile at him, "I just need to run some tests on you."

"Shame…" he says winking at me, "I could've spurt some more jets of jism for you."

"I don't doubt it, Josh. But not today." I tell him.

I approach the chair and take a look at his cock, which is exactly the reason why I called for a physical. It's grown, more than normal and more than any of the reds under my care. Transmutation in reds usually does that, however, transmutation takes a long period of time as we commune inside the wombs. My transmutation is beginning to show and I've been on the shelter for several years now.

I take it in my hands and start rubbing it.

"Ohhhhh…" he says as I work his cock into an erection.

I don't have to work that much, Josh's cock goes rigid almost immediately. I measure it up and I know I was right, Josh's cock, 18.8 cm on his preliminary physical upon entering the Shelter is now 22.7 cm long. This can't be right, his cock is not supposed to have grown so much in such a short time.

I then push his cock up and go down to his ballsac. It's grown as well. As I start moving his balls about, his pee slit oozes a translucent droplet of precum.

"Ohhhhh… righttttttt…" he moans, his eyes partially closed.

I use the orchidometer to measure his testicles. They are now 11 cm long and 8 cm wide. Too long for the time he's been communing inside the womb. As I feel his testicles, a funny bump inside the sac calls my attention. I go to my command module and scan the area. The monitor displays the bump to be… a third testicle! And it's not that a third testicle would suprise me, it's the fact that mine developed only a year ago and it's coming to full fledge size now. A third testicle in a matter of months is not something that should be happening. I take the orchidometer and notice something as shocking, his third testicle is the size of a pre-pubescent male. I'm confused and I know I have to bring this to my superior.

"Is… everything okay?" Josh asks a bit worried.

"It is, Josh," I tell him smiling, "just checking on your physical changes. Please relax, I'll be back in no time."

I leave the room leaving Josh secured on the chair. Proctor 011-Ben has to know about my findings.

The spectacle on the chair caughts me off guard when I come back into the office. Josh, still secured to the chair by wrists and ankles, is gasping and moaning. His head is thrown back and I can see his eyes are closed. As if manipulated by an unseen force, his cock is jumping up and down, and I can see his balls moving inside his ballsac. I come closer and look at the stats in my monitor, but everything seems in order and the chair is not working this event.

I come close to Josh and poke him in the arm, but he seems to be in a sort of trance. I place a monitoring device on his cock, for his private ring has been removed. His cock keeps jerking, the skin moving up and down as if jerked. His balls move to the sides, jump up, contract and expand. The only thing I manage to do is turn on a monitoring camera and start recording the event taking place on Josh's genitals.

Two minutes later, his now long rod erupts its hot contents all over the seat. His cock seems to squeeze itself and two more jets of his young cum are expelled from his pee slit. His balls then relax and so does his cock. As if on cue, Josh opens his eyes and looks at me in astonishment.

"Well, that was hot!" he says smiling, "Thank you!"

I smile back at him, but don't know what to say. I tap some commands and the restrains are released.

"Back to my quarters for vocational?" he asks and smiles at me back again as I place his private ring.

"Not just yet," I tell him just when my monitor comes to life.

There's a message from Proctor 011-Ben asking me to come to his office and leave Josh in the room. So I do.

As we step inside, Proctor 011-Ben asks me to sit down.

"Daniel," he says, "thanks for joining me here to review on Josh's case."

"Thank you, actually, Proctor."

"I've read your reports and have sent it to our superiors for their analysis. Now, this last thing you started transmitting…"

"I don't know what that was about, Proctor," I tell him, "I'm honestly suprised at what happened…"

"I bet you are. But I don't want you to get over concerned. What I do want you to do is keep him under very close monitoring. I'm issuing an order so that he moves into your quarters. I also need to give you this…"

He extends his hand palm upwards and I see a rather weird looking liquid metal ball.

"What… what is that, Proctor?" I ask genuinely curious.

"It's a tipper. You see," he says giving me the item and standing up, "Every now and then it happens that we have an individual such as Josh. What you saw in the other room, though uncommon, is not unprecedented. There are some human males who actually develop 'involuntary orgasms'. Those are, to make an analogy, similar to what we humans experience as nocturnal emissions or wet dreams."

"I see…"

"Not very often there's a human who, having been inside the womb, develops this involuntary reaction, and his body masturbates itself, bringing the individual into a sort of ecstasy trance while it happens."

"Like jerking off but without using your hands?" I ask.

"Precisely. Josh is the first in many years to exhibit this behaviour, and thus needs to be observed."

"And the tipper?"

"It's a polymer Ungulian device. Once you place it on his cockhead, it will shape to it and solidify. It will grow a sound inside his cock. If he happens to have another involuntary orgasm, the tipper will collect the cum and pump it backwards inside his prostate, so it can be kept there to be taken during his next womb insertion."

"Will it hurt?" I ask him a little bit concerned.

"Not really," he says, "his prostate, however, will feel full and be a bit bothersome, giving him a similar sensation of that in your bladder when you need to urinate but can't."

"Ok, Proctor."

He bids me goodbye and I return to Josh, who is placidly sleeping. His cock is oozing pre-cum and I gather he's having a wet dream. This kid's reproductive system is growing out of control. I place the tipper to his cockhead, and it immeadiately melts and reshapes to his cockhead.

"Huh…?" he asks coming out of his nap.

"Little something to keep you at bay. Go pick up your stuff in your quarters. You're moving in with me."

"Really?" he asks and smiles widely, "Neat!"

He stands and leaves the room barely paying attention to the tipper. I hope this proves to be the correct course of action.

Jeremiah Winters' Journal
GOLDEN Tag
April 20th 2345

I've been living with doctor Sulti'esmu Minus for over two months now. I couldn't be happier. He asked me to call him Steven, he says that used to be his human name. I'm his golden boy, he says. He also says I've made him really proud. I'm happy I've made him proud. I go over my golden cycles three times a day. I cum for over fifty minutes now. He says that's very good. I like it. I like cumming for so long. It's the biggest pleasure, when my cum erupts for so long, in so much quantity. I love cumming for so long.

My balls have grown. I got a little scared at first. But he says it's normal. He says all golden boys grow their balls larger. I sometimes feel I look like a freak. But he says my balls are perfect the way they are. He says he loves my balls. It makes me happy that he loves my balls. When I first came in the shelter they were normal balls. You know, nut sized. Now they're way bigger. Like lemon sized. They hang halfway through my thighs. He's manufactured a special jockstrap. To keep them carried, he says.

I tell him I'm a freak. He says I'm no freak. He says my balls are famous throughout the city. I tell him that's embarrassing. He tells me I'm not to be embarrassed. He tells me I'm to be proud. I want to go through my afternoon golden cycle. But it's two more hours until then. I can hardly wait. I'm hard already thinking about it. He says I'm a horny little devil. I tell him the happiest hours of my day are when I'm in my golden cycles. Then I can have his dick in my mouth. His lovely weird horse-like dick. I love eating his cum. So much cum! It brings me into ecstasy. I go fuzzy. Then he shoots me that thing in the balls and brings me fully awake for my cumming. I love watching myself cum. I love cumming for so long. I have never been happier in my life.

When we moved in together he told me I'd have a resting day. It didn't work. I can't rest. I can't go a day without my golden cycles. He told me I need to rest. I told him do I look like I need to rest. I always feel like a fire in my balls. It only extinguishes when I cum for so long. Then I go on fire again. I told him I want one more cycle a day. He told me we'll see. Two days ago I felt a funny thing in my ballsac. I told him I was scared. He told me I shouldn't be. I wish I had one more golden cycle a day. The clock's ticking and the time for my golden cycle approaches. My cock is already oozing precum in anticipation. Fuck! I wish it were time already!

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 20th 2345 Time: 1000 hours
File Number: 00233-R12
Subject Name: Jeremiah Winters
Medfile R12-48: Genital changes
Doctor Sulti'esmu Minus

My Jerry came to me a couple of days ago or so telling me he felt a funny thing in his ballsac. I told him not to worry. Yesterday I ran the tests I needed to support my beliefs. Jerry is developing a third testicle, something which so far has only happened to reds after copulation inside the wombs. The nature of the milking and the serums used on Jerry shouldn't allow for him to grow a third testicle. I predict two more months before the third testicle becomes the size his grown testes are now. I need to talk to master Ecu'maret Prime about this. Only reds develop the third ball. Providers have four, but then again, the Providers are Unguli, not human. This has to be looked into by Master Prime himself.

I've moved Jerry into four golden cycles now that I've been given clearance. Every cycle goes for three hours and a half. His orgasm runs for fifty two minutes now. His seed production has increased to 300 ml per cycle. Jerry is now currently producing 1200 ml of seed a day. The fourth cycle, however, will not be for seed supply. Since Jerry does not take his resting day, I've been granted by Master Ecu'maret Prime the right to have his fourth cycle for me only. So, I'm going to switch the techniques a bit, and in his fourth cycle, stimulation will not include the serum tube. I think I will keep the needles, though, Jerry loves his balls pierced with electricity. The electro sound will be removed when he's about to cum and so that my mouth can take its place. So I will feed on his seed. I love the way it tastes. No other human, regular or Golden, can produce the tasty seed that Jerry does. The adrenaline shot during orgasm I will continue to use to bring him completely about so he can see the way he feeds me. He says he loves it when I drink his cum. My drinking his cum immediately triggers my own orgasm, which he swallows with complete devotion. Our bond is unbreakable. I will feed on his seed and he will feed on mine. The words of master Ecu'maret Prime make total sense to me now. Perfect cycle.

The scout search has given its first fruitful findings. Four new golden boys -orphans form different states- who share genetic characteristics with my Jerry have been brought to the shelter. Two of them have gotten my attention: Subjects 00301-B12 and Subject 00302-B13. I'm told their names are Luis Quiroz and Christopher James.

Luis 00301-B12 gave 15 ml in his preliminary physical. The exact same amount Jerry gave. Christopher 00302-B13 gave 12 ml, but still enough to be a Golden. I've read the doctors' preliminary reports and they look promising. Luis 00301-B12's testicles are a bit bigger than Jerry's when he first came. Christopher 00302-B13's are still small, but my they can produce!

No one, no one will ever be like my Jerry. But Luis and Christopher seem like promising males. I had originally been assigned as their doctor, but I told master Ecu'maret Prime, they'd be better if they're taken care by someone else. After all, the vocational school is graduating a new class and there will be three new red doctors.

Master Ecu'maret has given me green light to keep on running tests and applying theories, always with the only condition of not harming our golden boys. I wouldn't dare. Everything I do I only do when I'm sure I won't be endangering my precious boy.

I'll be meeting with Master Ecu'Maret Prime to inform him about Jerry's third testicle. I can only imagine his low hanging sac, it's going to look beautiful once his third testicle shows. I love my golden boy. I love my Jerry.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 20th 2345 Time: 1000 hours
File Number: 00240-C13
Subject Name: Hugo Smith
Medfile C13-01: Genital changes
Doctor Chablel'rsur

Unguli Trader Saybos Revol has brought his silver for a physical. He says the boy has been feeling ill as of late. I'm imagining it will probably be that the boy might be overexerted with his chores at Revol's household. Revol's reputation as an insatiable lover might be the why. So the boy comes in and I ask the trader to wait outside.

"Hello, boy," I greet him as I search for his file in the system.

"Hi, Doc!" he says.

"Please, sit down. Let me bring down your med-file."

"Kay, Doc," he says and takes a sit in front of my desk.

His file is already down and I realize the boy has never been taken to medical, save for his entrance physical. I'm assuming that's why Trader Revol said he's been a very healthy steward.

"I'm gonna bring you on the examination chair, my boy. Please, step this way," I tell him.

He goes on the chair without a fuss and places his ankles and wrists on the correct spots. I can tell he's been properly trained by his owner. I tap the commands and the polymer tubules bring up the restrains.

"Your master says you've been feeling ill," I tell him.

"Yeh, Doc," he replies.

"Tell me about it, please Hugo…"

"I've… I dunno, like a pain, like… I dunno how to describe it…"

"Ok, don't sweat it. Pain where, exactly?" I ask him.

"My nuts hurts. Sometimes. They doesn't hurt like bad, but they hurts weird. Somethin' up my ass too."

"Ok, Hugo. Let's check you out."

I tap some commands and the chair moves its legs aside, making Hugo go spread eagle. The minute I touch his ballsac his cock goes hard. Not that it's strange, but the reaction is way too fast. I start feeling his balls to see if there's anything unusual, but everything seems in place. His pee-slit, however, starts oozing an obscene amount of precum. I then remember this boy is a Silver… his balls shouldn't be this big.

"I think I'm gonna check up your ass, Hugo. Is it ok?" I ask him.

"Yeh, Doc…"

I push a couple of fingers up his ass to feel his prostate. The minute I touch it, another droplet of precum shows in his urethral opening. He's fully hard now. Both his balls and prostate are overgrown, and I'm not sure that's natural.

I start rubbing his cock as I massage his prostate.

"Oh… Doc…" he says closing his eyes.

Precum is oozing from his slit copiously and I feel his prostate contract and expand rapidly. Is it possible…?

I go back to my monitor and scan his reproductive system, aided by his private ring. I go back to him holding the pad.

"I'm gonna measure up your cum load, Hugo, so I need to make us of my tools…"

"Yeh…" he says, "Yeh, Doc… go… go for it…" he says, and I notice his reproductive system is working at a faster rate than humans' usually do.

I tap some commands and a pump with a cum-collecting sound is placed on his organ.

"Fuck!" he says, "love being fucked in the cock… fuck my cock, Doc!"

I tap and the vacuum suction begins. The suction which pulls the pump up and down also bring the cum-collecting sound in and out.

"Fuck, Doc!" he says gasping, "You gonna work me up… Fuck my cock… yeh… fuck my cock…"

I come closer and introduce a couple of fingers up his ass to massage his prostate gland. At the same time, I use my other hand to start working his balls.

"You're good, Doc…" he says breathing heavily, "Work me… work me up, Doc… work my cock… work my nuts… Ooooh, fuck!"

I tap and the pump increases its speed.

He starts moaning repeatedly and I speed up the prostatic massage and my work-out of his balls, which I'm now caressing and squeezing at regular intevals.

"Fuck, doc, fuck!" he repeats, "work me out… make me cum… yeh… make me…" he gasps.

The pumping, the massage and the ball abuse all trigger his orgasm and the sound starts collecting his cum for measurement.

"Fuck! Yeah! Fuck! Oh! Fuck! Yeh!" he goes non-stop as the machine collects his seed.

Then his orgasm finishes. I squeeze his balls a bit.

"More!" he yells.

And I think he's asking me to squeeze his balls more, but what he really means is that there's more cum. His abdominal region contracts and a new spurt is send up the sound, as Hugo experiences a second and unexpected orgasm. I help the good boy cum with abusing his balls and rubbing at his prostate from behind.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" he goes as he cums.

The second orgasm finally comes to an end and I check the stats in my monitor. Hugo has given a total of 66 ml of human semen in two orgasms. According to his entrance physical his load was 11.5 ml. That means that two loads should've given no more than 19 ml, considering that a second human orgasm usually gives less of a load than the first. This reading are not right.

I have to share this finding with master Ecu'Maret Prime. Silver do not grow their genitals and they don't grow their cumloads. Something is out of place and the leader of our community needs to know about it.

I remove Hugo from the chair and then I bring Trader Saybos Revol inside so I can explain what I've witnessed. He seems disturbed, but I ask him not to jump into conclusions before we can further study the situation.

"The only reason why your Steward was experiencing pain in his reproductive system," I tell him, " is because his genitals are overgrown and thus producing more semen than a human male his age produce. May I ask you a question, trader?"

"Yes, Doctor. Go ahead."

"How much… I mean how often…?"

"We have sex?" he asks, "Well, it's not like I keep a log, Doctor. But we engage in sexual play and acts several times troughout the day. Is that relevant?"

"Shouldn't be. But just for his file. Thanks trader."

I see him to the door. Once he steps out, his silver boy jumps to him and both of them kiss. I can tell there's a lot of chemistry there. Love between an Unguli master and his Human steward? I wouldn't think that possible.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 20th 2345 Time: 1400 hours
Special Meeting hosted by Master Ecu'maret Prime
Attended by: Submaster Viesabu Drasbat, Doctors Sulti'esmu Minus and Chablel'rsur, Proctors 011-Ben and 021-Drake

"I'd like to thank you all for attending this unscheduled meeting. I thought it was of the utmost importance to share your findings with Master Prime," Drasbat says.

"Thank you, Master Drasbat," I tell him, "And thank you for bringing this important matters to my attention."

"Oh!" Drasbat says, "You shouldn't thank me, Master Prime. As your second in command I saw it as my duty to inform you of such relevant issues."

"Well," I say, "I think we should get started. Doctor Sulti'esmu Minus, let's begin with you."

"Yes, Master. In the case of my Golden Subject, 00233-R12 Jerry, I discovered a couple of days ago he's growing a third testicle. Which shouldn't really be a surprise if he were a red. I can't think of any scientific reason for this change…"

"Is there any possibility that any of the serums administered triggered this change?" I ask the good Doctor.

"I don't see how…" he responds.

"I understand many of you are here to share similar findings…" I tell them.

"Master, If I may?" Proctor 011-Ben asks.

"Go ahead, Proctor."

"One of the new red trainees under Team Leader Daniel has also shown signs of very accelerated transmutation…"

"Please ellaborate, Proctor."

"According to what his team leader observed, his organ has enlarged several centimeters and he's already developed his third testicle. As you know, Master, Reds do not show this signs of the transmutation but after the first year of communing inside the wombs. We must add, master, that they've been in phase 1 womb training. They haven't even truly been to full-fledge wombs."

"A similar ocurrence in my case, Master," Doctor Chablel'rsur adds, "I recently gave a check-up on a silver and, though he did not grow any extra glands, I did notice that both his penis and testicles have increased in growth, as if he were a Golden…"

"Master, If I may?" Proctor 021-Drake intervenes.

"By all means, Proctor."

"Two of my orange subjects have also shown some signs of change."

"What sort of changes, Proctor?" I ask him.

"Not at a genital level, Master. However, their seed production sir, has been increasing, I must say, like on a daily basis. As you know, we usually do not measure oranges' loads, for they are worked for energy. But as I noticed the increase, I started monitoring them and discovered that their loads are larger now than when they were promoted."

"This does seem like a mystery in our hands…" I tell them.

"Master," Drasbat starts, "I believe this calls for physicals. If you allow me, I think we should order physicals for all recently ascended trainees…"

"I agree with you, Master Drasbat. Please coordinate with all Doctors and make arrangements so that seed and energy production do not result affected."

"I think both areas can be covered by senior trainees, apprentices and aides, Master."

"Very well. When can physicals be performed?"

"I think everything can be arranged for them to be performed tomorrow. I think every Doctor should be taken to emergency massive labs, so they can test all boys in groups of five."

"Done, then," I tell him, "Let's call this meeting adjourned."

All Doctors and Proctors then leave the meeting room. I think I must confer with the providers to tell them of this development. They should know what's going on.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 20th 2345 Time: 1800 hours
Classified log
Subject File: 00097-B26
Subject Name: Ryan Tragger
Proctor 020-Matt's Personal Log

"Hello…" Says Master Drasbat as he comes in. I get startled but turn to face him and greet him.

"Welcome, Master," I mutter and bow.

"Are we ready to begin?" he asks smiling. The smile in his alien face gives him a somewhat sinister expression.

I don't think I'd ever considered the Unguli to be sinister until I met master Drasbat. He is actually everything that the Unguli are not, he's ruthless, he won't stop at anything to see the regime he's planned become a reality. I don't really know how it is that he started on it, but I know he seems to have covered every single point of his plot.

"Something on your mind, Proctor?" he asks.

"I'm sorry, Master. I was lost in thought."

Master Drasbat moves closer to me, placing his upper hands on my face, in such a way that we're looking into each other's eyes. His lower hands rest on my private ring in such a way that he has hold of my cock and balls.

"I hope you're not having second thoughts about our operation…"

"No, Master! I wouldn't think of it! I'm very glad of the opportunity you have given me. And I won't disappoint you…" I tell him.

"Good, Proctor." He says.

I have to confess that Master Drasbat originally chose me for this particular project, after having observed my performance as a Golden Proctor in charge of Milking Station 2. What did he see in me? Well, he did notice my procedures were a bit more extreme than most Golden Proctors. As a Milking Station Manager I was always comitted to achieving the daily seed quota. If, by any chance, any of my five boys was down with sickness, I would make adjustments so that the other four would make up for the missing partner.

Only one of my boys voiced his disagreement once, a blonde boy named Kevin, now appointed Golden Leader. He, of course, was punished for his indiscipline. Do I need to tell you his punishment was a twenty-four non-stop milking cycle without the aid of Seedoxication-inducing drugs? By the end of it he was so spent that bringing his spirit back to discipline was very easily achieved.

Most Golden Proctors see their Goldens as creatures to be adored. I see them for what they are: milkboys. And their role is that precisely: to be milked. Master Drasbat of course, saw my determination and willingness to perform.

You see, there is a natural order for this world. The Unguli are the stronger species and we Humans should understand that. As a golden trainee and apprentice I was always willing to give as much milk as was requested of me, first because I love being milked, and second, because I understand the natural order of things. The new order which Master Drasbat is trying to achieve only makes sense.

"So, is our subject ready?" he asks.

"Yes, Master…" I reply.

"Good. Please, take me to him."

I conduct Master Drasbat to the backroom of the secret lab I've been provided with upon being assigned to this classified project. Using his influences, of course, Master Drasbat elevated Kevin – the very once who once defied me – to Proctor, so that he could take my place. I, of course, recommended Kevin to take over. After that one indiscipline and that 24 hour miliking punishment, Kevin became the best of my boys. He knows my practices and approves of them. So I can be sure that he'll be a worthy successor.

The man on the chair looks at Drasbat in horror, but he's unable to voice any complain or move.

"Hello, 00097-B26," Master Drasbat begins, "That's right. 00097-B26. Because you have been demoted and stripped from your medical rank, you cannot be addressed by your Unguli given name anymore, so basically Drevrat'smuc Krucef has ceased to exist. You are now back in the human order, therefore, addressed as 00097-B26."

Master Drasbat goes around the chair where Ryan sits immobile touching him in several spots. He places special attention on his most sensitive areas, squeezing a ball, slapping his cock, pinching his nipples. Ryan's eyes show his disturbance, since he can't move any other part of his body.

"You might want to know that the project for my new order is right on track," he squeezes Ryan's balls with his lower hands, while his upper hands pinch his nipples non-stop as he speaks, "and you might also want to know your beloved boy… Perry is it? Is performing beyond my wildest expectations. He is a slut indeed, and has proven very cooperative with his new Doctor. 2.3 lt of his milk are harvested every day from noon to dawn. And without any Seedoxication-inducing drugs! Who would have thought it possible, huh?"

He laughs a cavernous laugh. Ryan's eyes are wide open as the Master now stimulates his partially transmuted cock, which has started dripping precum.

"My, my!" the Master says, "We haven't even started and your rod is already drooling! Don't bother trying to move, it won't work. Proctor 020-Matt here made sure to dose you with a paralyzing agent while you were asleep. So, you're technically in our hands."

He rubs Ryan's cock with his upper hands, edging him expertly. His lower left hand is now squeezing the former Doctor's balls in turns, while his lower right hand is now rubbing on his asshole.

"You might want to know, of course, that the Doctor in charge of your slutboy will be provided with a new test subject today, someone I've chosen from among our current trainee ranks. Also, physicals ordered by Master Prime were performed today. And without knowing it, he's provided me with very interesting intelligence on some very promising boys. Within the month, 00097-B26, tests on your slutboy and the new subject will have given us sufficient results and practice to begin conquest. My Doctor will begin with at least ten of these promising boys, and then, we will go full scale. Great, isn't it?" he asks as he pushes one of his bulbous and thick fingers up Ryan's ass.

Unable to move, Ryan is manipulated by Master Drasbat, as his eyes are still wide open in terror. It makes me wonder why he would be so terrified. The new order will bring peace and pleasure to everyone in it. I have to say the wickedness of Ryan's immobility and fear, along with the Master's expert manipulations, are a real turn on for me. My cock is drooling precum so copiously that a thin webbed thread runs from my pee slit to the floor of my lab.

"I bet you're wondering what you're doing on that chair, right?" he asks as he thrusts his bulbous finger in and outside Ryan's hole, "Well, it's very simple. You might not know this, but I've always been against communing with humans. Yes, we do need their seminal secretion to survive, but that doesn't mean we should have sexual intercourse with them. Much less that we should be feeding them our own seed. To give such a poor species our own life fluid is just wrong. We do, however, need some of the drugs synthesized from Ungulian DNA, if I am to keep this new order under my grip. That's exactly where you come in my dear…"

Master Drasbat starts jerking Ryan's cock at a faster pace now, his cockhead now producing more precum and throbbing in the Master's expert hands.

"You got it, 00097-B26! Proctor 020-Matt here will help me harvest your cum so the drugs can be synthesized from your body fluids. Too bad you're the only transmuted Human available for this at the moment, cause that means you will have to produce in industrial quantities… But don't you worry, our good Proctor is a master in forcing cumloads out of his subjects. And he does have some lovely enhancing drugs to keep your cum flowing."

Master Drasbat now moves towards Ryan's face and kisses him on the cheek, letting his three tongues wipe Ryan's tears of fear, as well as the saliva drooling from his immobile mouth.

"You shouldn't worry, though. Milking will only run in three our periods with thirty minutes to rest in-between. So, you see, you will only be milked 21 hours a day. And the good Proctor here will make sure you're always nourished and hydrated. And this shouldn't run for long… soon we'll have some other transmuted humans to add their semen into our purposes. Then your milking hours might be reduced."

Master Drasbat start walking to a corner and sits down on a very comfortable chair I have brought for him.

"Should we begin now, Master?" I ask him.

"By all means, Proctor!" he says and laughs again.

I go to my command module. The chair is a prototype machine which will allow milking in several different positions and with different enhancements, and I'm going to test it for the first time. I activate the Voice interface. This should be fun.

"Computer, secure subject." I command.

Upon recognition of my voice print, Ryan's waist is secured by a polymer clasp.

"Morph into milking bed, and secure subject's wrists."

The chair starts expanding and transforming into a sort of medical bed. At the same time, two tubules clasp around his wrists. When the chair is done transforming into a bed, the very clasp around Ryan's waist starts turning him around until he is face downwards, and the clasps around his wrists extend his arms. New clasps are positioned over his ankles, and he's then streched to an X position downwards.

"Secure subject's head." I command.

His face is then secured by the neck. I can see Master Drasbat's wicked smile and I think it's because Ryan's reaction to my every command shows his fear in his eyes. Master Drasbat's voice interface just shows how wicked he is.

"Computer, secure subject's organ for vacuum extraction." I say now.

The bed grows a hole which swallows Ryan's cock under and then tightens its grip around his cock. His cock is now resting inside a chamber which we are not able to see, but the monitor displays for both me and Master Drasbat the inside of the very chamber.

I think the paralyzing drug is starting to fade, cause Ryan is now mumbling something.

PREPARING SUBJECT FOR STIMULATION. CUM COLLECTING SOUND READY.

The computer's soft masculine voice tells me.

"Insert cum-collecting sound."

The chamber in which Ryan's cock is captive produces a cum-collecting sound which inserts on his urethra. Because his cock is partially transmuted, the sound is longer and thicker than the ones used on regular humans.

He mumbles again.

VACUUM SUCTION READY.

"Begin Vacuum suction," I command.

I stand from my position and walk towards Ryan. I position myself on the back of the bed, in a way in which I can have access to Ryan's Unguli-modified three testicles. I start working them a little, first caressing them, then cupping them, finally squeezing them. His balls, as any red's, are big and contained in a lovely veiny ballsac.

"Now, just a little assistance," I tell him.

"Computer, prepare enhancement agent and attach release needles to subject's testicles."

Ryan mumbles a sort of complain, but it's basically grunts since he can't speak very well still.

ENHANCEMENT AGENT READY FOR RELEASE.

"Release agent."

The bed grows three needles, each of which is inserted in each of his balls. The Momentum is now injected on his testicles.

He grunts and mumbles.

"Computer, add electro urethral stimulation."

The electricity begins running inside Ryan's cock in the vacuum cock chamber under the bed.

"Mmmmmppphhhh… Nnnnnnnn… ooooooo… mmmmppppphhhh…" he manages to utter.

"We're barely starting, 00097-B26," Master Drasbat says from his seat, "Oh! I see, maybe you wanted something to take you into Seedoxication in order to endure and enjoy, right?"

I turn to look at Master Drasbat, his wicked grin always showing in his Ungulian face as he smiles.

"Well, I'm afraid that won't be possible, since the drugs will actually be synthesized from you. But don't you sweat it, 020-Matt here will make sure you enjoy every single milking minute. Right, Proctor?"

"I will certainly do, Master," I tell him.

"Carry on, then," he says and stands in front of Ryan.

"Computer, begin violet stimulation," I command.

The monitor now displays the inside of the vacuum chamber. The vacuum chamber is filled with neon and six electrodes, placed in different angles, are lit inside it. Then, the electrodes start producing the neon arcs from their crystal, to Ryan's cock. Now that he's regaining use of his body movement, he starts twitching as the neon arcs touch several spots from his trapped, electrified and vaccum sucked cock.

"Nnnnnnnoo… pppllll… plllleee… aaaaaasee…"

"Release new dosage of enhancement agent."

RELEASING ENHANCEMENT AGENT.

The new Momentum load triggers Ryan first orgasm, and his modified half-human half-unguli cock starts cumming. Unlike regular humans, reds produce more copious amounts of semen, which is more Unguli than human in itself. Ryan's abdominal region and his buttocks start expanding and contracting as his huge load is shot through the cum-collecting sound.

SEMEN COLLECTION COMPLETE. SAMPLE VOLUME: 400 ML.

"Not bad at all!" Master Drasbat says and the laughs, "I mean, considering that us Unguli can virtually produce around a liter in every orgasm. For a half-breed four hundred is a royal amount!"

"Reproduce orgasm," I command.

RELEASING ENHANCEMENT AGENT.

"Nnnnnoooo… pppllleeeeaasee… Maas… Maaasteeer… Pleaaaseee…"

"You had but one chance to please me, 00097-B26," the Master replies, "and you screwed up. Now you will please me, if only with becoming my raw material supplier for human domination. See it from the bright side, your cock will be pleased at all times. I seem to remember you used to complain that being milked every two days in womb insertion was not enough to release yourself. Well, now you will release yourself like clockwork. Aren't I merciful?"

His body automatically starts humping the medical bed, and Ryan starts releasing his second load.

"Pleeee… aaase… pleeeeaaasssssseee…" he begs as his body shivers with the spasms of orgasm.

SEMEN COLLECTION COMPLETE. SAMPLE VOLUME: 386 ML.

"It's good, isn't it?" Master Drasbat asks Ryan pulling him from the hair, so they can be eye to eye, "Being able to release your balls so much and so often?"

"Mas… Master…" he sobs.

"If I were you I'd try and relax to enjoy the milking. You have a lot to give still. You've given two loads and it's barely been 45 minutes. Your first cycle still has two hours and fifteen minutes to go. And…" He goes around the bed and then grabs Ryan's balls, squeezing very hard on all three of them using all his four hands, "… these jewels still have a lot to give."

"Reproduce orgasm," I command.

"No, no, no, no, no! Please!" he begs.

RELEASING ENHANCEMENT AGENT.

As the Momentum hits Ryan's testicles, his third orgasm begins and his abdominal region contracts repeatedly as he releases his third cumload.

"Oooooh… Gggggggodddddd… pleeeeeeeaaaaasssseeee…!"

SEMEN COLLECTION COMPLETE. SAMPLE VOLUME: 370 ML.

Master Drasbat laughs and then comes closer to me.

"What time is your Golden Cycle, Proctor?" he asks me.

"I'm scheduled for my third cycle at 2200 hours, Master. But I've programmed a stimulation cycle on my private ring to begin self stimulation at 2130 hours so I can give myself an edge on my quota."

"So thoughtful of you, MATT," he says and smiles, "I wish everyone understood nature's right order the way you do."

"My seed is yours, Master, as it should be."

"Good. Now I'll leave you to your duties, I have some reports to go over. Keep me informed of 00097-B26's development, Proctor."

"Yes, Master."

"So long, 00097-B26," he tells the former doctor patting him on the back, as one would a horse, "Have a good harvest."

He goes away and I get ready for a new Momentum release. Krucef's…I mean, Ryan's milking is far from over.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 2oth 2345 Time: 2000
File Number: 00237-G14
Subject Name: Perry Bixer
Ril'kemeth's personal classified log

My boy 00237-G14 is on his non-stop milking cycle. We began at 1300 hours as scheduled and he's so far given 1.5 lt of his young lovely cum, having his last orgasm around an hour ago.

We're now trying a new milking contraption of my own invention. The main structure is a metal arch. His wrists and ankles have been secured to the arch in a way that he's suspended in an X position.

There is a robot like structure in front of him, which I have called "The milkbot". From the milkbot, an arm extends upward, where it breaks into two tiny levers each of which has a nipple suction cap, which are now sucking on his nipples. I must add that his nipples have been injected with the orange serum that enhances their sensitivity. The milkbot has another arm, which holds a vacuum pump over his gorgeous cock. The arm moves the pump sideways as the vacuum moves it up and down his cock. Inside the pump, a cum-collecting sounds rotates inside 00237-G14's urethra, working out the nerve endings to stimulate him from the inside. The milking arm has an extra appendix under, from which an apple polisher is held, working my boy in the testicles. Plugged to the milkbot, there's an electro anal plug, which stimulates 00237-G14's prostate while he's milked.

"So, my boy," I tell him as I lovingly pat his balls on the sides, "How are these nuts holding up?"

"I… I can't… can't wait to cum once again, Doctor… Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… The… the milking is so… sooo… gggggg… good… Oh, Fuck!"

"No, no, no, no no! No swearing in my lab!" I tell him as I shock his balls with a cattle rod.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…!"

"I'm sorry boy, but…"

"Rules are rules…" he interrupts me, "I know… but it's… it's soooo… so good… I wanna cum, I wanna cum!"

"Ready to do your magic again, boy?" I ask him amused at his willingness.

"Yes! Yes, Doctor! I'm… I'm ready… Please, please, milk me, Doctor… please make me cum!!"

I push the button on the milkbot and the needles inject 00237-G14's balls with the enhancement drug. At the same time, I increase the vacuum on the pump and the speed of the pumping.

"Oh, God! Yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes!!" he goes non-stop as his body jerks on his hanging position, his hips trying to fuck the pump and at the same time impaling his cock on the rotating sound.

"Attaboy!" I encourage him slapping him in the balls.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssss…" he exclaims as he starts shooting his spunk into the cum collector, "Ooooooooooooooohhhhh… yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssss…"

The moment of his orgasm, Master Drasbat comes in.

Ril'kemeth.

Master… I greet him mentally.

Your boy… he asks.

Happily providing, Master. See for yourself.

Master Drasbat walks towards 00237-G14. When he's close, he places his left upper hand on my boy's quivering side and caresses him.

"How are you holding up, boy?" he asks Perry.

"Fine, Master…" he replies, "Providing…"

"I'm glad to hear that. Ril'kemeth is creative on his milking style, isn't him?"

"Yes… Master…" 00237-G14 responds breathing heavily, "he knows… he knows how to please a cock so it can provide, Master…"

"He does indeed," the Master says, and then walks towards me, "Keep at it, boy, I have some things to check with your good Doctor Ril'kemeth."

"Yes, Master…" he says.

I change the settings on the milkbot, so the pump goes back to normal vacuum and pumping, and program the milkbot to inject 00237-G14's balls with momentum within the next 20 minutes. Then I leave him in the expert 'hands' of my machine and follow Master Drasbat into the mini lounge of my loft.

I see you've done a great job with 00237-G14, Ril'kemeth.

He's very cooperative, Master…

Because you know how to turn people into humble milkslaves. I have no doubt once my new regime is in order, all of our human suppliers will happily comply with their milk chores.

Yes, Master. I will achieve what you ask of me.

I have some news, though, and I wanted to come share them with you. I will be delivering your new test subject tomorrow noon, as promised.

Will you tell me who he is, Master?

You can't hold your curiosity, now can you, Ril'kemeth?

I'm sorry, Master.

Don't be. I perfectly understand. Your pants are struggling to keep your hard-on inside. Does it excite you that much?

It does, Master…

Well, then. Your new subject is coming from the green files. His name is 00230-NA13."

Do you happen to know his given human name, Master?

I believe it is Randall… but that wouldn't be relevant, now, would it, Ril'kemeth?"

No, it wouldn't, Master. I'm sorry to have asked.

It's fine. I'll let that slip this time. Just because I'm really happy.

Things working out, Master?

Yes. I just can't believe things would arrange themselves in such a way that my plans are easier to be carried out…

Master, must be the universe wants you to achieve your noble goal…

I know. Ecu'Maret Prime won't even know what hit him.

What… what place will I have in your new order… Master? I mean, me being just a human?

Oh, sweet Ril'kemeth! You will continue to be my head scientist. And you won't be any bit changed. I will always need your seed unchanged… for me.

I'm most honored, master.

Your seed is good quality seed. That's why I keep a very close eye on your diet. And there's no one as devious and capable as you are.

Thank you for your kind words, Master.

After physicals today, I now have some very interesting names at hand for phase two of our plans.

You do, master?

Indeed. I think I might just have the perfect companion for former Devrat'smuc. A red boy, 00189-F12 Josh, whose transmutation has accelerated. His teammate 00234-C12 Donovan could be another good addition for serum synthesis. There's also some very interesting oranges in the list, names such as 00242-B11 Andreas and 00232-DB13 Simon. This boy 00240-C13 Hugo, the property of Trader Saybos Revol, is a promising male. and I also have a couple of Goldens in mind, 00222-B17 Corey and maybe also the new golden Proctor 025-Kevin. He does have a very workable tool and gives a lot of seed… So many possibilities…

I will be glad to assist you all the way through, Master.

I know you will, my beloved pet. Oh! I was almost forgetting…

Master?

'I got something for you, Ril'kemeth, he says.

He moves to the secret entrance from where he comes inside my lab. He opens it and then the object, which seems to be a floating coffin, comes in. It's completely white and sort of elyptical. On top of it, there's some screens which I gather to be life-signs monitors. I move closer to the artifact and look back at the master.

What is this master? I ask excitedly.

It is another test subject… he says.

Another one, master? I ask incredulously.

Yes, another one. See, Master Ecu'Maret Prime's scouts brought in four new milkboys for his Golden Order. He doesn't know, however, that I persuaded one of the scouts to smuggle an extra one… just for you…

Oh my! I tell master Drasbat kneeling in front of him, You're too kind to your humble servant, Master…

This one's been put into suspended animation so he could be brought to you. As you can imagine, he has not undergone typical training such as night cycling and the sort, so you'll have to start from scratch… I did take the liberty, though, of programming sexual abuse dreams in his stasis. So, in a way, he's already been sort of started being hardwired to become… cattle.

That's perfectly fine, Master, I tell him, I'll make do…

Oh, I know you will! he says and then laughs.

Can I open it, Master?

By all means…

I tap at the controls and the coffin-like capsule opens, releasing cold vapor. As the thing opens completely, the most beautiful sight of a boy is there. He's an Afroamerican boy, lovely thick and sexy lips. Short black hair.

Can I? I ask.

Go ahead, he's all yours…literally… he says smiling.

I run my hand over the smooth chest, stopping at the beautiful dark pink knobs that are his nipples.

He doesn't have an oficial number, but I'm told his human given name was Vance Cooper. I was thinking, we should call him NO001-AA12…

Yes, Master. As you command.

I keep running my hand and stop at his cock. A cum-collecting sound is inserted up his urethra. I follow the sound to a container on the top part of the coffin.

So, how much did we collect from our new milkboy? Master Drasbat asks.

The monitor, Master, says 762 ml.

That's very little for fifteen days of animated suspension… he says with obvious disappointment in his voice.

Well, master, he hasn't been enhanced yet. 762 ml in fifteen days is 50.8 ml a day. Not really a bad amount for an outside untrained boy. Once I get to work him…

I know. You're truly gifted, Ril'kemeth, he says.

This boy, Vance, has one hell of a cock. I remove the cum-collecting sound. Vance's got a very nice pair of balls too. I know I'll make them grow, but as of now, in their natural state, they are already big and gorgeous.

So, you like the present?

I can't be thankful enough, Master.

Just work your magic and I will be more than satisfied. Now, Ril'kemeth, I have to go. I have some other matters to attend to. Keep working your milkboy. His balls look awesome from this vantage point, I must add. And do begin work on your new one. Your test subject will be with you tomorrow, as promised.

Thanks, Master. I'm getting ready for my new subject…

Tomorrow, Ril'kemeth, you'll have your new subject. And, very, very soon… more boys for you to help me ensure my new regime…

Chapter 13
Prey to the Raizkaus Zorlamaq

Characters:

Josh Thomas (12yo), Randall Chee (13yo), Perry Bixer (14yo), Ril'kemeth, Perry's new doctor (27yo), Milo, Ril'kemeth's assistant (22yo)

Randall Chee's Journal
GREEN Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 2010 hours

The room where we've been left is so dark I can see nothing before me. I am restrained. I know Josh is near, in the same room.

A funny noise, like the noise of a snake moving over sand comes to my ears. No matter how much I open my eyes, I can't see a thing.

"Josh?" I ask him, "Did you hear that?"

"I did…" he says, I can feel anguish in his voice.

I hear it again.

"Wha… what's that?" he asks.

"What's what? Josh?" I ask him.

He doesn't reply and I start feeling nervous.

"Josh? Josh are you okay?" I ask, fear now completely obvious in my voice.

Why isn't he answering?

"Josh, Josh! Say something, please!"

Suddenly, I feel a very strong pain on my neck, like a needle injecting something. I suddenly start drifting away, and as I do so, there's but one thought in my mind: What the hell is the Raiskaus Zorlamaq?

Randall Chee's Journal
GREEN Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 1510 hours (6 hours before the Raiskaus Zorlamaq)

I have been brought to a small room, waiting to go into Master Ecu'Maret Prime's presence. I'm on trial and I'm here to present my arguments.

I breached protocol. I ignored the sacred rules of the Green Order by engaging in sexual activities with a red Trainee. I'm calmed. I have always been a man to face the consequences of his actions, the way my grandpa taught me to.

I'm not scared, funnily. Maybe it's because I know I'm guilty of having committed an infraction and know I have to pay for it.

I've been in this room for some time now, when the door opens. At first I can't believe my eyes. Then I know my eyes aren't tricking me. Right in front of me, there's Proctor 021-Drake, the man whom I usually entertain during Poker Night at the Proctors' Lounge.

"Hey, Randall," he says, sitting in front of me.

"Proctor," I say, "thanks for the visit."

"I had to come. As soon as I heard I…" he suddenly goes silent.

"Proctor?" I ask him.

"Why?" he asks, anger drawn all over his face, "Why did you have to do it?"

"Proctor, I…"

"Call me Drake!" he yells.

"Drake…" I say, trying to soothe him.

"I have a question for you, Randall. Wasn't it enough?" he asks.

"Drake, I…"

"I thought it was enough! Everything I did with you, everything we did together. I fucked you til exhaustion, and I was tender, and loving, and savage…"

"It has nothing to do…"

"It has EVERYTHING to do!" he says, obviously upset, "You knew I wanted you for me. You knew I was doing nobody but you. I wanted to be your everything the way you became MY everything. And you had to fuck it up by screwing a fucking red trainee. A FUCKING RED TRAINEE!"

Now that makes me upset. I do care for Drake, I care a lot. But we greens are not exclusive. And I wasn't thinking when I fucked with Josh. We were both horny and one thing took to the other. Why the sudden anger in Drake?

"I think you might be overstepping your authority, Proctor, I…"

"Shut up!" he says.

Then he drags me closer to him and hugs me. It's a powerful and deep embrace.

"Why?" he asks once and again, "Why? Why?"

As we are locked to each other, I feel his body tremble and I realize he's crying.

"Drake?" I ask him, suddenly realizing I'm not angry anymore, "Drake, are you all right?"

"I don't wanna lose you!" he says still holding me, his voice muffled by my neck.

"Lose me?" I ask him feeling confused.

"You don't know… do you?" he asks, and then raises his face so that we can look at each other's eyes.

"What?"

"A breach of protocol… it's banishment from the Shelter community…" he says in-between sobs.

His words sink within me, and I understand why he's reacting the way he is. Banishment. I'd never considered that possibility. My time in the Shelter has been the best time of my life.

Suddenly I feel scared. Scared of losing what I've been given in this community which I know consider my community, the place where I belong to.

"I'm sorry…" I tell him, "I'm sorry If I hurt you…"

"No," he says, "I'm sorry for being so selfish… I just… I just…"

He hugs me again. The door opens then, and Gabriel, my Green Leader shows.

Drake breaks our embrace and then kisses me deeply on the lips.

"I love you, Randall…" he says.

Before I can manage to say something, Drake leaves the room and I'm face to face with my Leader.

"Quite unexpected," Gabriel says.

I manage a smile which convinces nobody, beginning with me.

"Are you ready?" he asks.

"Sir," I tell him, "Is it true that the punishment for my crime is banishment from the Shelter?"

"That is true," he says looking down.

"I… I don't wanna leave!" I tell him.

"Nobody ever does," he says, "but breaching protocol is considered a very strong offense…"

"Is there… is there any other way…?" I ask him.

His eyes seem to darken as he looks at me.

"There is one more way… but I don't think you'd be willing to try it…" he says.

"I'd try anything, ANYTHING to stay in the Shelter…" I tell him with strong conviction.

"There's a way to not be banished… but it's just so dangerous…"

"I'm willing to risk it, sir. What is that other way?"

"You can ask to comply with Directive 01B4."

"What is Directive 01B4, sir?" I ask.

"You will be given the chance to change your banishment for a sentence of whatever number of hours Master Prime decides with a creature they call RAISKAUS ZORLAMAQ…"

"What is this… Zorlamaq creature, Sir?" I ask him.

"Nobody really knows… there's only been two documented cases of humans having faced Raiskaus Zorlamaq. Nobody knows who they are… or what they faced…"

"I think I can face anything but being banished from my community…"

He hugs me suddenly.

"You've been one of my best students ever, Randall… I hope this turns out for the best. Now, follow me. The masters are expecting us."

I follow him outside the room, ready to face whatever fate awaits me.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 21st 2345 Time: 1610 hours (5 hours before the Raiskaus Zorlamaq)
File Numbers: 00230-NA13/00226-F12
Subject Name: Randall Chee/Josh Thomas
Protocol Breach Audience
Master Ecu'Maret Prime's log

The Green boy is brought inside the chamber by his Green Leader, Gabriel.

The Red boy is brought inside the chamber by his Red Leader, Daniel.

I do have to confess I do not like trials. The most difficult thing is always to have to banish people from our community.

Each boy has now taken his place with his leader, who will appear as their representative. I have taken human form for this audience and I feel my energy drain.

"00230-NA13 Randall, 00226-F12 Josh. Please, stand up," I tell them.

They both comply. Both of them are beautiful boys and I'm already hating this trial.

"Do you boys understand the charges against you?" I ask them.

"I do, Master," 00230-NA13 Randall says, respectfully bowing.

"I do, Master," 00226-F12 Josh says too.

"In cases such as this," I tell them, "the one punishment is banishment. That means that today will be your last day as members of our community."

"Master," 00230-NA13 Randall, "I want to comply with directive 01B4…"

001-RON, the first Golden ever, and the one who designed the Human-Unguli order, looks at the boy in shock. I myself feel shocked with his declaration.

"00230-NA13," I tell him, "Your courage is commendable. However, you don't know what you'll be facing by complying with Directive 01B4…"

"I do know, Master," he says, "that anything I might face seems nothing at the prospect of being banished from this community which I consider my home, the place where I belong. I am mostly greatful for the chance to have joined The Shelter, for I have lived the happiest days of my life. I know I have failed you, and I am willing to pay for my crime. But never to be allowed to be here anymore… I can't face the prospect of not being here ever again…"

"We will confer on your petition, Randall," I tell him. "00226-F12, are you ready for banishment?"

"Like my fellow trainee, Master," the red boy says, "I also want to comply with Directive 01B4."

001-RON looks at me astonished. This brings back to memory that one case when both trainees were sent to Raiskaus Zorlamaq. I nod for him to speak.

"Trainees," he says, "The council will now confer on your petition. Leaders, we'll ask you to take your trainees to the waiting room and wait for our veredict."

Both Leaders leave and Ron locks doors. The Council for this audience is formed by 001-RON, Master Viesabu Drasbat, Submaster Nor'ahd Betax, Submaster Rucbla'Sherl and myself.

"Thank you all for being a part of this audience. You have heard the defendants' petition. Let's now confer."

"Master," Viesabu Drasbat speaks first, "I don't think any human male should be put to the ordeal of being punished by the Raiskaus Zormalaq. He's a ruthless creature, Master, and…"

"I do believe that is their prerrogative, Master, isn't it?" Ron asks Drasbat.

I can't be completely sure, but I'd say I can see Drasbat lose his temper.

"Proctor," Drasbat says, "If you'd ever been subjected to the Raiskaus Zorlamaq, you'd…"

"Let's not miss the point," I tell them trying to mediate, "the real question is, what are we gonna do?"

"I believe the boys have made their choice, Master," Nor'ahd Betax says, "and I think they know they are facing a certain danger. But, masters, if their conviction does not tell you how successful and beautiful our community is, how much they are willing to endure to still be part of it… I think we owe them that much. They both have been exemplary trainees. There's but one thing we can do for them, and that one thing is respecting their choice."

"I tend to agree with Nor'ahd Betax," Rucbla'Sherl adds, "I say both boys have made their choice, and I think it is our duty to give them the opportunity to fight for their stay."

"Master, I must insist…" Drasbat says.

"I think the choice is made, Drasbat," I tell him, "the Submasters are correct, we owe our boys that much."

All nod in favor but Drasbat. However, they've gotten four votes out of five. So it is decided.

Both 00230-NA13 and 00226-F12 will be facing the Raiskaus Zorlamaq as the sun sets.

The boys and their leaders are called inside to hear the veredict. All of us stand.

"We are here to read the veredict," I tell them, "001-RON, would you please?"

"Yes, Master," Ron says looking at me and then at the boys, "This council has determined to abide by your plea to comply with Directive 014B. Defendants, does your plea still stand?"

"Yes, Proctor," both trainees respond.

"Very well," Ron continues, "therefore, it has been declared as veredict, that each one of you, in punishment for your crime, should face the Raiskaus Zorlamaq. Do you trainees understand the veredict?"

Both Randall and Josh nod.

"Very well. Given the nature of your crime, this council has deemed: 00226-F12 Josh, you will face a sentence of 48 hours with the Raiskaus Zorlamaq."

Ron pauses and the red boy nods again in understanding.

"00230-NA13, because it was you who was the inciter and persuaded your fellow trainee into the crime, this council is giving you a sentence of 72 hours with the Raiskaus Zorlamaq."

Randall nods in understanding. Oddly, he doesn't seem scared. And I'm glad.

"Having read the sentence for both infractors," I tell them, "this audience is adjourned. Good luck, trainees."

The leaders leave the room followed by their trainees.

I'm emotionally exhausted. Sending these boys to face the Raiskaus Zorlamaq is disquieting. However, their desire to remain on the Shelter does speak of how successful our community is. I will confer with all submasters. I think a new law has to be issued. I think the Raiskaus Zorlamaq is just too much of a punishment.

Time will tell.

Ron Hubbleford's Journal
GOLDEN Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 1710 hours (4 hours before the Raiskaus Zorlamaq)

I never thought there would be such an occurrence. The one time when two trainees faced the Raiskaus Zorlamaq was very long ago. Both of them are still part of the Shelter and both are very good and active members of our community. Both Randall and Josh are in a waiting room, and I join them there. Their Leaders, Gabriel and Daniel are also there. When I come in, both Daniel and Gabriel bow in respect, and the trainees do the same.

"Proctor," Daniel says, "It is the most sublime honor…"

"Thank you, Leader. I'm here to talk to your boys about the sentence they face regarding the Raiskaus Zorlamaq."

"By all means, Proctor," Gabriel says.

"Randall, Josh," I tell them, "Preparations will be made for your sentence to be carried out. Both of you will be readied separately and then taken to the brig where the Raiskaus Zorlamaq lives. I do have to tell you, trainees, that I do admire your courage, as well as your desire to remain in the Shelter community."

"Proctor?" Randall speaks, "Can I tell you something?"

"Please, Randall," I tell him.

"I know you are a very important Human in the Shelter, Sir, and I only wanted to thank you…"

"Thank me?" I ask him feeling intrigued, "what for?"

"Because, Sir, the days I've spent in this community which I know you helped to build, have been the happiest days of my life. I know I screwed up big time, and I regret that I did. I had everything I needed as a green. I even had my regulars and had a lot of fun providing Proctors with what they expected of me. Josh, Sir, you have to agree with me, is a handsome looking boy and an incredible person too…"

"Why, thank you, Randall," I tell him and then turn to the leaders, "Daniel, Gabriel, I'll take your boys now."

"Yes, Proctor," Gabriel says.

Both the red and green leaders leave the room, and I remain with Josh and Randall.

"Please, boys, follow me," I tell them and conduct them outside the room. I'll be now taking them to Sector F. The prison section.

Josh Thomas's Journal
RED Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 1810 hours (3 hours before the Raiskaus Zorlamaq)

I've been brought to a dimly lit room and was told to wait here.

I gotta say I'm scared. I never am. But today I am. I don't know what the Raiskaus Zorlamaq is. But I know I don't wanna leave The Shelter. I knew this place was run by aliens since square one. My fellow newbies then mocked me. But I knew it. And it's the coolest thing ever. The womb… Oh, Fuck! The Womb! I'd never had a sexual experience like that. It's like I was born to be inside the womb. And all of a sudden, the prospect of being stripped of the whole experience is just something I'm not willing to face.

I don't even know how or why it was that I got involved with the green boy, Randall, in the first place. It just sort of happened, as if an unknown force had made me do it. And I do regret what I did. I didn't need the sex, that much I know. Being inside the womb you have all the sexual pleasures any sane person would need. I don't want to leave the shelter. I don't wanna leave the womb. And I don't want to leave Donnie and Clyde.

Donnie, Clyde and I have been seeing each other during free days. We all realized how much we liked each other and started dating. Yes, all three of us. Donnie is the most open person in the world. He's also a very horny guy, always willing to try any single thing we want to try. Clyde is sort of shy, but he's the sweetest boy ever. When I knew I could choose between either of them, I asked them both to be my boyfriends. And both accepted. And we've spent free-days together having fun, watching movies all three in bed, making love to each other. Oral three-ways with them are the best. Best pleasure with them? Having Donnie's cock up my ass pumping as I fuck Clyde's lovely hole. Paradise.

And yet, I lost my mind I don't know why and screwed around with Randall.

But I guess it's now late. I can't regret what I did. I must now face my sentence… alone.

The one door to the room opens and in come Donnie and Clyde. They both run to me and hug me at the same time.

"Hey, guys!" I tell them.

Clyde starts sobbing as he hugs me tightly as his head rests again my chest.

"It's okak, baby," I tell him caressing his hair with my right hand, "Everything will be okay…"

"That's what I keep on telling him," Donnie says, his right hand caressing my buttcheeks, "but he's been very restless…"

"I don't want anything bad to happen to you!" Clyde says looking me in the eye. There's tears running down his cheeks.

"Nothing bad will happen to me, baby," I tell him, "I committed a crime and I must pay for it. But I'll be fine, okay?"

Donnie drags us both and we three kiss. The warmth of both their mouths against mine, the feeling of their tongues playing with mine bring a sense of comfort to me as we hug. I also feel my cock stiffen a bit and it amazes me how, even when I'm about to face a sentence which scares me, my body still reacts to their proximity. A sort of alarm goes off and we break our embrace.

The door to the room opens and our Team Leader, Daniel, comes in to tell them time's up. Donnie kisses me deeply as he slaps my butt playfully. Clyde kisses me too as he holds my face in his hands.

"We'll be waiting for you, baby," Donnie says as he throws his arm around Clyde's neck.

"I'll be back very soon. I'll think of you both." I wink and smile as they leave.

Daniel leaves too closing the door after him.

Randall Chee's Journal
GREEN Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 1810 hours (3 hours before the Raiskaus Zorlamaq)

I was brought to a room and I was told to wait here.

Two minutes later, a couple of guys come in. One of them is aide 00108-A20, an Afroamerican guy who was aide to a Golden newbie called Jerry. The other one is an orange aide 00086-AS28, one of the oldest aides in the Shelter.

"Hello, Randall," the latter says, "I'm 00086-AS28, but you can call me Kei. This is aide 00108-A20, or Jonno."

"Hi, guys," I tell them, "I'm sorry if I'm not very cheerful, as of now, but…"

"It's okay, Randall," Kei says, "We're here to prepare you to face your sentence. Follow us, please."

I follow them out, as we walk, Kei orders Jonno to go and process the order to take me into custody. Jonno leaves us and we keep on walking until we come inside a very cozy room.

"So," Kei says closing the door, "how are you holding up?"

"I'm scared as hell, everybody keeps talking to me as if I were to die… Am I?"

He looks at me and smiles a partial smile.

"The Raiskaus Zorlamaq is one savage creature, Randall. But that's why I am here, to help you prepare and get ready."

"How will you do that?" I ask.

"First," he says, "I'm gonna tell you everything I know. You see, I once faced the Raiskaus Zorlamaq myself…"

Josh Thomas's Journal
RED Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 2015 hours

I was tied in a dark room along Randall, when I suddenly felt like a void. Apparently, a door under me was opened and I felt like falling down. I don't really understand what's going on, since I was supposed to face the Raiskaus Zorlamaq along Randall. When the stone bed where I was resting comes to a halt, I find myself in a different room. The walls are metallic in essence, and there's a dim artificial light giving the place a cold hospital-like atmosphere.

A man comes into the room, he's a very good looking young man with wavy black hair and the most intense blue eyes a man could have. His nose is straight and his lips are pink and full even though his mouth is small. He has an agular face, which somehow seems soft and baby-like. His expression is that of a puzzled teenager.

"Hello, Josh," he says as he smiles, "My name is 020-Matt."

He approaches the bed where I'm tied, and runs his hand through my chest and torso, moving south until it's resting agains my limp cock.

"That's one nice cock, Josh," he says and smiles, "transmuted enough for our purposes…"

"Who… who are you?" I ask him, "What part of the Shelter is this?"

"A non-accounted for part of the Shelter, Josh," he says as he starts rubbing my cock, which, almost immediately, starts getting hard.

"The Raiskaus Zorlamaq…?"

He laughs a sweet and delicate laughter.

"No, no, no," he says still rubbing my cock which is now almost completely hard, "You won't face the Raiskaus Zorlamaq. We have some other plans for you and your lovely red-transmuted genitalia…"

"We?" I ask him, "Who's we?"

"You're asking to many questions, Josh," the man says, "and I can't answer them for you. Just relax, we'll begin with you very soon."

And having said so, he leaves.

Randall Chee's Journal
GREEN Tag
April 21st 2345
Time: 2030 hours

I open my eyes and I'm naked, spread eagled on a stone bed. My wrists and ankles are cuffed to each post of the bed.

I try and take in my surroundings. The whole place is creepy. Very dim illumination, like that of torches, allow me to see my own shape and the stone-like walls.

"Hey!" I yell, "This… this isn't funny… somebody… please? please, untie me…"

Something that looks like a pirate treasure chest, small and metallic, floats down until it places itself on my stomach. The designs on the chest become alive with a dim cyan light which intensifies by the second.

"Please…" I say. But I know nobody can hear me.

There's a series of sounds, as of latches being unlocked and then the chest opens up, emanating a blinding cyan light. I gasp. Then I feel something falling on my stomach and lower abs. I don't know how to describe it, it's a slimy warm feeling, like there's something I can't even begin to describe.

The chest then floats away. When it retreats, I see the creature which made me feel the slime over my body. The Raiskaus Zorlamaq.

I has a bulbous body, which reminds me somehow of a squid. It does have some sort of tentacles, though I couldn't tell how many. It's of a pink color.

I scream.

The creature turns, as if to look at me. I don't see any eyes on it, but it spreads its tentacles revealing a mouth like structure. It opens its mouth, and I can see a set of full sharp needle-like teeth all around the circular mouth. As it opens, three tentacle-like tongues show. I can also see there's a bump under its mouth which reminds me somehow of a scrotal sac, that bump has a vertical slit which partially moves, oozing some sort of crystalline colloidal substance.

I open my eyes in terror at the creature I see over me, but I can't say a thing. I don't know if I'm horrified by the sight of the creature or by the fact that it seems to be sizing me up.

"No… no, please… please… please!" I say as the creature stands still.

I imagine it does not like my complains, for one of its tentacles moves towards my neck with a flash-like speed, and, after coiling around my neck, it tightens its grip.

The creature moves its slimy body through my stomach and lower abs. I feel then a worm like tongue poking inside my foreskin, maybe around 1 cm in girth. It starts rubbing my cockhead. I thrash, but I'm very well restrained.

Then there are the three tentacle-like tongues inside my foreskin caressing my cock, which, against my own will and in spite of my fear, starts swelling.

This is insane, so fucking insane.

A creature like the one fondling me shouldn't exist. Its visage is revolting, disgusting and yet my cock keeps growing hard as if it had a life of its own.

The creature's body moves through my lower abs, getting closer to my cock. Then, grabbed from my cockhead by the three tentacle-like tongues, it jumps in the air swirling and positioning itself between my open legs. It opens and closes its mouth as the three tongues keep working my cockhead. Then, I feel its mouth come closer to my balls.

I feel the creature's hot breath on my balls. I thrash about trying to release myself, but I can't. Out of the three tongues, two coil around my cock from the shaft up and start tightening their grip. They strangle my cock in a way that couldn't possibly be real. The third tentacle-tongue comes about my pee slit and starts rubbing in there. There's then something that oozes from it, a sort of crystaline liquid.

"Fuuuuckkkk…" I scream as the creature's liquid burns around my urethra. It hurts like hell and I want it to stop, but my cock is rock hard and I can feel precum oozing and oozing from my pee slit like there was no tomorrow.

The torture of my cock under the creature's manipulation seems to continue to make me harder each time and I moan and thrash as it continues. The tentacle-like tongue stops playing with my pee slit and, without previous notice it pushes my slit's lips open and slides down my urethra. As it slides in I feel the same fucking burning sensation but from the inside.

"MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHH… Make… it… stttooooooppppp…" I can't finish the sentence, for the Raiskaus Zorlamaq tightens its grip on my neck a little more.

The creature's tongue is already sliding in and out my urethra with its own pace. The tongues around my cock squeeze tighter and I feel like I'm gonna lose it. This is the most excruciating pain I've ever experienced and yet my cock is hard and precumming through it.

Suddenly, one of the two tongues tying my cock releases its grip and joins its other tongue trying to enter my urethra. It starts pushing inside and then both tongues are inside my pee hole. When one slides in the other slides out, making a rubbing within my pee canal that makes me go insane with the torture.

I look at the Raiskaus Zormalaq pleadingly. The creature's sickening torture carries on and I can't do anything to break myself free.

The Raiskaus Zormalaq's mouth starts moving closer to my cock, and, as its third tongue forces its way through my urethra, the slimy round pink pucker of its mouth encases my cockhead. It begins a suction on my glans as its three tongues slide in and outside my pee canal. It's more than anyone could take, both the suction and the urethral insertion. The squid-like tentacles around the creature's mouth then wrap around my waist and tighten their grip, as if it didn't want me to go away from its perverted nasty appetites. Then the mouth stands still stopping its suction and the tendrils inside my cock stop moving. I throw my head back welcoming the break.

But it doesn't last.

The mouth is still immobile, but I feel a funny tickly sensation all over my cockhead and realize the mouth must have cilia inside. As the cilia move about, a new never before felt sensation washes over me as every nerve of my cockhead is worked. Once I'm used to the desperating sensation of being tickled in my cockhead, the tendrils inside my urethra resume their fucking of my pee slit.

"MMMMMPHHHHHH…" the tickling and the dickfuck is more than I think I can take, though waves of pelasure wash over me.

The ball-sac-like bump under the creature's mouth comes closer to my balls and I feel its vertical slit open. A tendril comes from it and circles around my balls tying them together. It retreats inside the bump structure swallowing my balls inside it as it does. The vertical slit of the structure closes in squeezing the upper part of my scrotal bag. It's warm inside it, and the bump undulates inside so my balls are actually moved inside it, being rubbed against its walls. It also contracts pushing each of my balls against each other and squeezing them at times.

I can't complain anymore, I don't think I find it in me to continue struggling as the three tongues take over my urethra, the cilia tickle my cockhead and my balls are squeezed tight inside the creature's bump.

And just when I think I'm getting used to its abusive behavior, the rules change again, as I feel a sharp pain inside my left testicle. It's a sharp pain as a needle-like tooth punctures my ballsac and pierces my ball.

I scream.

Then another tooth punctures my sac and pierces my right testicle.

As if anticipating the pain it's subjecting me to, the creature's full mouth goes down swallowing my cock all the way to the shaft. The cilia are now all over my cock. I want this madness to stop and still I want the Raiskaus Zormalaq to continue to torture my cock and balls in ways I had never thought possible. I'm scared and I'm also horny beyond belief.

As I'm getting used to the new sensation, the creature's mouth tightens its grip on my cockshaft inserting its rows of sharp needle-like teeth all around it.

I then feel one of the tendrils fucking my dick venture further inside, as if looking for the place where all my seed is born. The tendril slids further inside and inside and inside until I feel it push against a barrier. There's a popping inside me as the tendril pushes the wall to my prostate, going inside where nothing should be inserted.

Tears roll down my cheeks as the Raiskaus Zorlamaq works my cock and balls. I look at the creature pleadingly, the pain and the pleasure and the pain are driving me towards a limit where human beings shouldn't be pushed. The bump which keeps my balls captured undulates contracting and expanding crushing them, making the experience a most painful one. The tendril inserted the deepest inside me is rubbing my prostate from the inside as the other two tendrils slide in and out my pee canal. The cilia inside the creature's mouth keep on tickling my full cock while the sharp needles at the shaft expand and contract, going in and oustide the wounds they have inflicted, as if the teeth were cocks and the wounds were asses, and they were raptured in the fuck of their lives.

I remember Kei's words: 'let the Raiskaus Zorlamaq do its biding and the ordeal will be over.

Tears keep rolling down my cheeks, and I think I can no longer distinguish the thin line between pain and pleasure.

But the nasty cum-starved creature is not done with me yet, so, in a new and inventive move, it starts swelling the tendrils fucking my cock. They swell in such a way that I feel as if my cock was going to be ripped in two if it wasn't being held by the anxious mouth. The tendril inside my prostate rubs and rubs inside until it's just more than I can't take.

The tendrils inside my cock retreat so quickly they burn on their way out. At the same time, the needles up my balls retreat violently and the bump contracts so much my balls are crushed beyond belief. The mouth tightens its grip on my shaft sinking its teeth deeper if that's even possible. The horrible genital pain is so hard that my orgasm hits, and just as I'm about to shoot, the Raiskaus Zorlamaq tightens its grip on my neck cutting the air to my lungs. I feel my first jet of cum spurt out, inside the creature's mouth. Then another one. And another one. And another one. I'm thrashing and fighting my restrains as I continue to cum in a never ending ecstasy of pain and pleasure.

I remember Kei's advice once again: 'Let it have all your milk…

It's been forty five seconds now and my cock continues erupting inside the creature's hungry mouth. Waves and waves of pleasure and pain continue to wash over me as the Zormalaq squeezes my balls harder each time, as if with that he'd manage to suck more of my spew. When the spurting has ran for three minutes, the pain becomes more intense and I feel like I'm gonna lose my mind.

"No… ohhhhhhh… ohhhhhhhhh… mmmmphhhh…" I go unend as my cock continues to erupt inside the creature's voracious mouth. I think my cock has been spurting for around five minutes when the whole world goes black and I pass out.

Date: ?
Time: ?

I kind of open my eyes as I feel the cum building up my balls. I wanna tell the creature to stop this. But I feel so tired.

I feel the creature tighten its grip as my cock erupts jet after jet after jet after jet of my manmilk. It's so much pain and pleasure I can't even complain, or move, or react. I feel my balls crushed and pierced. My cock strangled. My pee hole fucked to madness. And I keep on cumming. I can't think straight. So much pain. so much pleasure. I keep cumming. Can't help it, I drift again. But I keep cumming.

Date: ?
Time: ?

I feel like I'm floating. I don't think I know for how long I've been in this room. My wrists and ankles hurt, for I'm still tied in the same position on the same stone bed. I'm not sure whether I'm awake or not, when a sharp pain on my nipples make me open my eyes.

"Ggggoddddd!!" I manage to yell.

The Raiskaus Zorlamaq turns its face towards me. I then realize that what's biting at my nipples are two of his tentacles, which seem to have mouths on their ends.

The creature's mouth is sucking at my cock, and one of its tongues is inside my urethra, going in an out, fucking my pee hole at a steady rhythm.

Suddenly something new happens. Another tentacle comes close to my ass, rubbing itself against my hole.

When I start feeling like I might adjust to it, the mouths on my nipples bite again. The Raiskaus Zormalaq's mouth encases my glans and bites on my cock's neck. And its under-mouth bites on my balls. I feel precum oozing from my pee hole.

The back tentacle of the creature starts pushing against my ass, until my ring relaxes and allows free passage. I moan. The tentacle on my ass starts fucking me at a steady rhythm as its tip rubs against my prostate, building up new waves up pleasure inside me.

I feel so weak I can't even fight back as the Zorlamaq continues its ritual. The second tongue comes inside my urethra and both tongues begin their dance, that in which one goes in as the second goes out alternately. The work-out of my cock as my prostate is being done works almost immediately and once again I start cumming. I'm so weak I can barely move as my cock erupts all of its contents.

The rubbing of my cock and prostate does not end as I cum, the Raiskaus Zorlamaq continues to stimulate me, and I know It's going to make me cum again.

The biting of my nipples is now accompanied by the biting of my cock in several spots, and the under-mouth bites on my balls at its own leisure.

I feel like I'm gonna drift again when I start cumming. My balls hurt and I start whimpering.

But The Raiskaus Zorlamaq is one hungry creature and, even when I've just cum, it continues to stimulate me. I think I'm never gonna leave this prison. I don't know how much I can cum for the creature.

Chapter 14
New Goldens in The Order

Characters: New: Luis Quiroz / 00301-B11 (11yo), Rodney Horowitz / 00303-R12 (12yo), Christopher James / 00302-B12 (12yo), Kiyoshi Maki / 00304-A13 (13yo)
and the doctors Duelyeeb Rovel (34yo), Saebell Quzer and Voum Cler
old: Perry Bixer / 00237-G14 (14yo), Ril'kemeth, Perry's new doctor (27yo), Milo, Ril'kemeth's assistant (22yo)

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 22nd 2345 Time: 1000 hours
Subject Files: 00301 through 00304
Doctor: Sultiesmu Minus

I'm in my office waiting for the newly graduated Doctors. I have their files with me now, Doctors Duelyeeb Rovel, Saebell Quzer and Voum Cler. All of them are young except for Duelyeeb Rovel, who, come as a Surprise to everyone, is 38 years old. Master Ecu'maret Prime said he's a very special case. He was recruited into the Shelter upon his 34th birthday and became a very productive red. The whys have never been disclosed, but I know Master Prime doesn't make decisions at random.

When all three new generation doctors have stepped in, I ask them to sit down.

"Welcome, Doctors," I tell them, "We're here to do the assignments of the New Goldens in the Shelter. All four new acquisitions have been preliminary tested and one of you will be assigned two subjects."

They all nod. I can tell they're excited and I can't blame them, I myself am the living proof that my Golden model works with perfect efficiency. They've all heard stories about me and my Golden Boy Jerry, who is now the most precious asset within the Shelter.

"First thing you should know is that, as we have discussed it previously, you'll have a free hand to work with your boys as you best see fit, but it will be my job to approve your working plans and schedules. By order of Master Prime himself, you won't be able to make any decision without having run it by me first. Are we all clear?"

They all nod, so I continue.

"As you all know, your boys have just come into the Shelter and have not undergone the natural induction process of newbies regarding clean-ups, night-cycling and the sort. So it will fall under you to help your boys adjust as you best see fit. Understood?"

They all nod again.

"Now," I tell them, "on with the assignments. Doctor Saebell Quzer, you have been assigned subject 00301-B11, Luis Quiroz. He's of Mexican origin and had a very interesting preliminary physical. I think he can be developed at Jerry's standards. His original penis and ball size allow us to predict a further development than that of Jerry's."

"Thank you, Doctor," Saebell Quzer says as I hand him the pad with his subject's info.

"Doctor Voum Cler," I continue, "You have been assigned subject 00303-R12, Rodney Horowitz. This is a subject who can't necessarily cum a lot, but he can do it one time after another with no rest in-between. It will be in your own interest to help him develop larger loads…"

"My pleasure, Doctor. I'll do my best to work to your best expectations," he says passionately taking his info pad.

"I know you will. We're down to the last two subjects, 00302-B12 Christopher James and 00304-A13 Kiyoshi Maki, who have been assigned to you, Doctor Duelyeeb Rovel…"

"Doctor?" Duelyeeb Rovel looks at me and speaks calmly, "I don't mean to be disrespectful or ungrateful, but I'd rather to keep only one subject, sir…"

"And… why is that, Doctor?" I ask him.

"I think I'll do a much better job if I focus on just one subject…"

"I see…" I tell him, "Then it will be…"

"Can it be subject 00302-B12 Christopher James, Doctor?"

"May I ask you why the interest in that particular subject, Doctor?"

He blushes almost immediately and I almost regret that I asked, but it's great that he's showing that kind of interest, that only means his connection to the boy will make the most of the boy's training as a Shelter Golden boy.

"I'm sorry if I overstepped my place, sir," he says, "I just feel a particular interest for 00302-B12 given the fact that he's still underdeveloped and showing such promise…"

"I can totally understand, Doctor Duelyeeb Rovel. 00302-B12 Christopher James' genitalia is still underdeveloped, but his high libido has brought him to our attention. Like Rodney Horowitz, Christopher can cum repeatedly. So you'll be assigned 00302-B12 and then 00304-A13 Kiyoshi Maki will be re-assigned to Doctor Saebell Quzer. Do we all agree?"

All three of them nod and I ask them to go over induction procedures while the boys are brought in.

Not ten minutes later, a Golden Aide brings the four boys in the room. They all look calmed and two of them seem most definitely cheerful about their coming into the Shelter.

"Hello, boys," I tell them, "you've all known me, I'm Doctor Sultiesmu Minus."

They all smile as I greet them.

"I'd like you to meet your head Doctors. Luis and Kiyoshi…?" I say and both step forward.

00301-B11 Luis is a lovely boy, 1.51 m [4'11½"] tall, white-skinned with dark blonde wavy hair. He has a sort of baby face and hazel eyes with huge eyelashes. 00304-A13 Kiyoshi is a 1.61 m [5'3"] tall Asian boy. He's skinny and has what looks like a firm round bubble butt. He has short black hair.

"Doctor…" they both say bowing.

"Allow me to introduce you to Doctor Saebell Quzer, who will be in charge of your development."

"Nice meeting you guys," Saebell Quzer tells them sizing them up.

"Rodney," I tell the red-haired twelve year older, "Doctor Voum Cler will be your assigned physician."

The red-haired built guy approaches his Doctor and they shake hands.

"Finally," I say, "Christopher, this is Doctor Duelyeeb Rovel, and he will be working directly with you."

"Nice to meet you, Christopher," Rovel says shaking the boy's hand, "I'm really looking forward to working in developing you…"

"Nice to meet you, Doc…"

"Well then," I tell them, "The Doctors here will see you to your assigned quarters. Thank you all."

The Doctors take their boys and they all leave the room. I need to prepare to work with Jerry. I have some new surprises for my beloved milkboy.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 22nd 2345 Time: 1200 hours
Subject Files: 00301-B11/00304-A13
Subject Names: Luis Quiroz/Kiyoshi Maki
Doctor: Saebell Quzer

I'm one freaking lucky bastard. Both 00301-B11 Luis and 00304-A13 Kiyoshi are gorgeous boys. As we step into my loft, I ask them both to get undressed. Luis blushes as he gets naked, but Kiyoshi does it with no problem whatsoever. Then I ask him to step close to me. I'm sitting down and I ask them both to stand looking at each other.

I grab both their cocks and start rubbing them. Kiyoshi's cock goes hard in a second. It's a good-looking cut wonder, about 18 cm [6"] long, thin but veiny and with a flat mushroom sized purple cockhead, ending in a gorgeous pair of low hangers. Luis' takes a little more to get hard, but I think it's just because he's a bit embarrassed at being manipulated in his genitals in front of his partner. When he goes hard, I look at an incredible thick and long cock, probably 18 cm [6"] of uncut boymeat, followed under by two huge orbs which hang low between his legs. Both have such big cocks they look even ridiculous in boys of their frame.

Once they're both hard, I then take turns sucking at their wonderful cocks. Kiyoshi is stoic even when I know my oral ministrations are far advanced. Luis' legs buckle at times, especially every time I swallow his wonderful helmet-shaped pink cockhead. They're both leaking precum, but Luis' is tastier, stronger.

"Ok boys," I tell them, "now, come sit by my side."

They both sit, Luis on my left and Kiyoshi on my right. Once there, I continue to rub on their cocks.

"Come kiss me, boy," I tell Kiyoshi.

I don't have to tell him twice. He leans against me and kisses me as I rub on his gorgeous cockhead.

"Now, Luis," I say, "come kiss me too."

He leans towards me as well and kisses me. As we kiss, I rub on his cockhead, which is now easily stimulated now that it's all covered in his own precum.

Kiyoshi is one boy with initiative, for as I kiss his partner and rub at both their cocks, his hand moves to find my cock, which he starts rubbing over my skintight suit. He quickly finds the wet spot on my cockhead and starts rubbing on it.

"Go on," I tell him, releasing Luis' mouth, "take it out…"

I don't have to tell him twice, he unzips the under part of my suits and pulls out my partially transmuted red cock. He rubs on the cockhead and without me issuing any command, he goes down and starts sucking on it. I move my arm over his back so I can still access his cut rod and continue to massage the head. Luis is kissing me back again as I rub his cockhead, now fully wet in his own juices.

"Like that, Luis?" I ask him.

He nods and kisses me back again. I push his head down and he joins Kiyoshi at my cock, and they both start sucking me simultaneously. The feeling is one of utter pleasure as the both suck me and I rub on both their gorgeous cockheads.

I then stand and ask them to sit close to each other. I kneel before them and take turns sucking on their cocks. As I do so, I also slid a finger to each of their boyholes. Kiyoshi opens his legs lustily, so I can have better access to his pucker, while Luis takes it with more reserve. Kiyoshi's hands move towards Luis' nipples and he starts pinching on the engorged pink knobs. Luis is now gasping and I know he's coming close to shooting, so I take his uncut rod and start sucking him non-stop until I feel his body tremble.

"Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" is all he manages to say.

"Yeah, shoot man!" Kiyoshi encourages him as he pinches on his partner's nipples more violently, "Go on! Give the good doc your milk load! Shoot man! You can do it now!"

I grab Luis' balls in my hand and mildly squeeze them just when his pee hole opens up regaling me with the first rope of his sweet cum. He cums copiously in my mouth as Kiyoshi keeps twitching his nipples with all his might.

"Yeah! That's it baby! Go, shoot, man, shoot it all!" he continues to encourage Luis as he starts jerking his own cock, feeling himself getting close to shooting his spunk too.

When Luis is done, and I've licked him clean, I go on to Kiyoshi's cock. His hand recedes so I can take his cock in my mouth and get ahold of his round big nuts.

"Squeeze 'em, Doctor!" he says as I hold both his balls in my hand, "Squeeze 'em hard! Ohhhhhh, maaaaan! Yes! I like them squeezed, Doctor, go… go harder on them!"

Luis is now only looking at us as I continue to viciously squeeze Kiyoshi's balls. Just them he starts shooting in my mouth.

"Fuck, yeah! Fuck, yeah!" he goes non-stop, "Take it, Doctor, take it all!"

I continue to suck, amazed at the amount of cum this boy can make inside his balls. His cum continues to come after he's emptied his balls in my mouth.

"Fuck, that was great, Doctor!"

I stand in front of them, my rock-hard cock facing them.

"Now do me!" I tell them, "I want you to have my milk as well!"

Kiyoshi is the first to lean towards my fully engorged rod.

"Lemme do the sucking man," he tells Luis, "You go and blow his balls…"

Luis hesitates a little and Kiyoshi goes at it again.

"Come on dude! Blow the Doctor's balls! We need him to give us his manmilk now"

Having said so, he goes back to sucking my cock with a lust one would think a thirteen year-older wouldn't have. Luis goes down and starts sucking both my balls. The sensation of both their mouths on me is far too much and then I start shooting. My red transmuted genitalia starts cumming inside Kiyoshi's mouth and, after around then ropes of cum he pulls Luis up and feeds him my cock, so he can catch the rest of my ejaculation, which still spurts ten more times inside my second boy. When I'm done, Kiyoshi pulls Luis and kisses him on the lips. My cum starts running down their mouths as they swap it. I go down and kiss them both and the three of us continue to swap my cum in our hungry mouths.

When we're done, I ask them both to stand up and order them to the bedroom. As I see them walk together, I try and make up my mind on whose ass I'm gonna fuck first. After all, today I've been granted the right to bond with my boys. And bond I will.

Perry Bixer's Journal
April 22nd 2345
1300 hours

I open my eyes in the room Ril'kemeth has made my own. His aide, the gorgeous looking boy with green eyes and black spiky hair who assists me after my milking sessions is sitting there, just looking at my cock as if it were something to be worshipped.

"Hey!" he says, "you're coming around!"

I smile at him.

"Yes, Milo," I tell him.

"Need some relaxation lube on your manhood?" he asks turning red.

"Yes, Milo," I tell him, "That would be nice. And call it cock, not manhood… like, what the fuck?"

I then hear the moans and pleas from Ril'kemeth's lab and I have to ask.

"What's that, Milo? What's going on?"

"Oh!" he says partially smiling as he starts putting the relaxation lube on my babymaker, "The Doctor is with his new boy, I don't know the guy's name, tough…"

"New boy?" I ask, and I immediately feel angry and jealous and replaced, "What do you mean 'new boy'?"

I stand from my bed and Milo tries to stop me, But I'm taller and stronger, and even when I don't want to be mean at him, I'm so pissed I don't really notice as I push him aside. I come inside the lab as Ril'kemeth is rubbing an Afroamerican boy's cockhead.

"What the hell is this?" I ask, anger drawn all over my face.

My bald and heavily built doctor let's go of the boy's cock and comes to me.

"00237-G14," he says, "please, go back to your room. It's your resting time and you…"

"I'm not going anywhere!" I say genuinely angry, "what the fuck is this… new guy? What new guy? You don't you don't need a new guy…!"

"00237-G14," he says trying to calm me down, "If you will go back to our room, I will be there shortly and…"

"No!" I say with strong conviction and then point my finger at him, "You… you… why…? You don't you don't need another boy… I can…"

He throws his arm over my shoulders and starts walking me to my room. I want to break free, but the man is strong and his strong grip makes me remember what my place is. As soon as we step in my room, he sends Milo to gag the black boy.

"Perry," he says, using my name, which he almost never does, "please, calm down…"

"I don't… I don't want you to have another boy!" I say, tears now running down my face, "you don't need him… I can… I can give you more… more if you want, you can milk me day and night, every single hour of the day… I can give you all the milk you need… please… please, don't have another boy! If you try me harder…if you inject me more of your serums…I know I can give more! I can give for both of us! I can give as much milk as me and him would… please, doctor, please!"

"Perry," he tells me, trying to soothe me, "I know you can give me more… I know that, you've been and you are a wonderful little cow… but, you see, it's not for me… the master needs more boy-milk to be provided, at a faster pace. If I force more milk out of you I could fuck you up, and I don't want that… I want you to be my milk-boy for as long as we both live… wouldn't you like that?"

I nod because his right.

"I'm jealous… I am your milk-boy!" I say, "I don't want anybody to steal you away from me…"

"Perry, compose yourself!" he says in a harsh tone now, "You are my milk-boy and will do what I command. You are mine to do as I say and I say stop this fucking non-sense now!"

I'm scared. He's never yelled at me before. But he's right. I'm his to do as he wants. As that realization sinks in, I say nothing else.

"Good," he says, placing his manly hand on my cock, "if it makes you happy, his milking cycle will run for three hours a day under my attention, and then the rest of his shift will be automated… so I can give you my undivided attention from four til dawn. Doesn't that tell you how special you and this rod of yours are for me?"

I smile a little, "Yes."

"Good. So lie down and let Milo take care of you so you can be ready for your next milking cycle at 1600. I will be trying to push your quota 100 ml today."

"I bet I can give you 200 ml…"

"We'll see," he says and walks outside.

Milo comes in and I apologize at him.

"It's okay," he says, "I've learnt to not get offended. So, you still want me to lube you up?"

"No," I tell him, "I have a better idea. Come here…"

He does so and then I pull him towards the bed and grab his balls tightly in my hand.

"Wha-what are you doing, Perry?" he asks, confusion drawn all over his face.

"I got a lot of milk to provide later on," I tell him, "So you're gonna feed me yours!"

And as I say so, I take his already hard cock in my mouth and start sucking. I haven't had other cock than Ril'kemeth's in some time, so a young piece of meat is more than welcome. I suck and suck and Milo stops struggling, giving in to my lascivious ministrations.

Before long, his body tenses and his cock starts ejecting stream after stream of his twenty-year older cum in my mouth. Milo's cock is not impressive in size, however, the guy can certainly cum! He spurts thirteen ropes of hot thick cum in my mouth and I drink every single drop of it with a hunger which hasn't been attended.

Milo sighs and then relaxes in my arms.

"That was fucking hot!" he says.

"It was," I tell him smiling, "you're one hell of a cummer!"

I'm thinking I'll swallow his boy seed once or twice more before my milking cycle. After all, it's barely 1330 hours…

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 22nd 2345 Time: 1200 hours
Subject Files: 00303-R12
Subject Name: Rodney Horowitz
Doctor: Voum Cler

00303-R12 Rodney is the finding of a lifetime. When Dr Sultiesmu Minus said I was assigned to him, I instantly started drooling. See, after having read his preliminary physical, I knew this was the guy I wanted. Why? Well, to begin with, he's the one new golden boy who's best endowed. He's got a good 19 cm [6½"] when hard and a pair of huge orbs which, even when they're not low hangers, they can sure produce. Rodney gave 13.5 ml in his preliminary.

He's a good looking red-haired boy. An athlete I'm told, and his body lets it show. He's built as a wrestler, slightly bulky. He has a thick blunt nose, brighty green eyes and red and thin lips. His hair has been cut short, military style, and his face is covered in freckles all the way through.

The first thing I do is ask him to get undressed for me. He complies immediately with no complains whatsoever. There's no pubes since he was already phasered, but I can very well picture his pubes. Next I ask him to sit on the med-chair and the polymer clasp his wrists and ankles secured. He gasps, but says nothing. I tap a couple of commands and the chair falls back while opening his legs spread for me. Rodney's one hell of a sight.

"What… what are you gonna do to me?" he asks, nervousness drawn all over his face.

"We're just gonna have some fun together," I tell him grabbing his cock and pinching the head between my index and thumb.

"Ouch…" he says.

"Does that hurt?" I ask him and do it again.

"I'm… I'm not sure it does…" he says.

"That means it doesn't. Now, take this pill for me."

He takes the oblivium pill and I start rubbing him, his 19 cm [6½"] monster coming around very quickly.

"That feels good? I ask him.

"It… it does…" he says and throws his head back.

"Well, I'm glad, Rodney…" I tell him and go back to his cock.

I start by lowering down his tight foreskin and then rubbing his cockhead, it's a pink triangle shaped knob-sized wonder. I don't have to rub too much before his pee slit regales me with the first precum dollop. So I start running my finger round and round his cockhead, following the suggestion of his preliminary doctor regarding his sensitive glans.

"Oh, Doctor, no, please…" he says bringing his head about once again to see me working his swollen glans, "not in the head, please… Oh, God!"

I go to my med-arch and tap a couple of commands. A polymer tubule comes out and squirts a healthy amount of lube over Rodney's cockhead. As I cover the cockhead with the lube, he keeps on thrashing on the chair. Because of what was written in his preliminary report about the strong sensitivity of his glans, I know my touch is driving him crazy, but I can't stop. His precum is now drooling and helping me stimulate his cockhead.

"Ohhhhh… Dooooooooc… tooooooor…" he thrashes and thrashes, "Pleaaaaaaase… not… not in the heaaaaaaad… ohhhhhhh… pleaaaaaase… Doc…"

"How about those cute huge nuts of you, Rodney?" I ask him and release his cockhead to get busy on his baby makers. I take each ball between my indexes and thumbs and squeeze lightly. His pee slit erupts a new droplet of precum. So I squeeze again. New droplet. I squeeze again, and then his precum starts rolling down.

"Ohhhhhh… not… not in the baaaaaaallssss… oh, fuck!" he says.

"Sensitive in there too, Rodney?" I ask.

"Why… doctor… why… I'm soooooooo… so fucking hornyyyyyy… Oh, shit!"

I then take both his balls in one hand, and I bring my other hand to his cockhead. So as I rub the head I squeeze his balls.

"Noooooo…" he goes, "not both… both… at the same time… Ohhhhhh Goooooooooooooooddddd! Doctooooor… please, please, please stooooooo…"

I keep on the rubbing and the squeezing until I see his hips contract and feel his cockhead throb in my hand. I then have to go down and take his cockhead in my mouth. As I do so, I squeeze harder on his balls and he starts shooting his cumload inside my mouth. The spurts are so strong the first one hits the back of my throat as it's expelled.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Doctoooooooor…" he says in-between moans and gasps, "Yes, yesssssss, yeeeeeesssssssssss!!!!"

He empties his balls in my mouth and I continue to suck him. His cock is still way hard and I'm sure I can force a second load out of him with technically no effort, so I keep on sucking on his cockhead as I continue to squeeze his balls in my hands.

"No more… please… doctor… pleaaaaase… no more… I can't… I can't take it anymore… Ohhhhhh Gggodddd…"

I don't stop, for I know I'm hitting all the right buttons. I keep the ball squeezing and the cock sucking until his hips start contracting again, letting me know he's close to shooting his young seed once again. So I keep at it and the his body starts jerking with the unequivocal spasms of orgasm.

"Oh, fu-fuuuuuuuckkkk… I'm… cummmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnngggggg!!!"

He shoots his second load, almost as copious as the first one. I can totally see why he was tagged a golden. When he's done shooting, I lick his cockhead clean and go look him in the eye.

"That's a very very good milkboy…" I tell him and smile.

"Oh, Doctor," he says, "You're… you're sooooo… gooooood…"

"And you haven't really known me yet, Rodney," I tell him, "Your balls and I are going to become the best of friends if they continue to give as much milk as they did just now…"

"You… you wanna suck me dry?" he asks.

"No, boy," I tell him, "I'm gonna milk you for all you're worth…"

"I…" he says, "I want it, doctor… I want you to milk me dry…"

"Then we have both fallen with the correct match."

And as I say it, I go get a syringe filled with promisentium. This is gonna be one hell of a day with Rodney's gorgeous boymeat.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 22nd 2345 Time: 1200 hours
Subject Files: 00302-B12
Subject Name: Christopher James
Doctor: Duelyeeb Rovel

Christopher James has to be the most beautiful boy in the world. He is tall for his age, very close to being thirteen. He has golden hair falling down to his shoulders and the most beautiful blue eyes one could ever see. As we walk into my loft, which he'll be sharing with me, I follow him as he walks all the way to the bedroom, where I ordered him for our first meeting.

"Well, Christopher," I tell him, "I think it's time for both of us to get acquainted."

"I know what you're gonna do to me," he says smiling.

"You do?" I ask him, "And what is that?"

"You're gonna make me spray my cummy for you…" he says.

The simple words make my cock jump in anticipation.

"And how do you know that?" I ask.

"Because I always do…" he smiles again, "And because the other doctor made me cum too…"

"Do you find it bothersome?"

"No… you're actually cuter… and… you won't even have to strap me, Doc," he says.

"Why?"

"Because I like you… a lot…" he says.

I walk towards him and place my hand over his cock, still covered by the golden overalls. I don't have to rub that much, his cock goes hard almost immediately. It's not big, I can tell, and I'm glad. This might come as a surprise, but his 13 cm [5"] feels so well in my hand I'm glad it's still small. As I rub him, Christopher James squirms and giggles and I very soon fall prey to his wonderful giggling.

Because we're to get acquainted, Today's load won't be collected for the masters. Doctor Sultiesmu Minus told us we've been granted all day's loads for us, so each of us can bond with his boy. I ease him out of his overall and then touch his cock over his trunks. He squirms and moans and I also feel my own cock precumming inside my skintight suit.

"Lie down on the bed, please," I tell him.

As he does so, he opens his legs because he knows I'm going back in there. I pull down his trunks and his erect 13 cm [5"] young cock slaps back to his pubic region. He moans as it take his cock in my hands and start rubbing it. I notice his balls cup against his shaft and start massaging them down.

"They always do that," he says.

"I bet they do," I tell him and then bring my mouth down to start sucking on them. Every time I suck each of his balls and pull them down, they automatically go back up. I bring the key to his private ring and remove it.

"Can you… can you do that?" he asks.

"Yes, I can. You're mine, now, remember?" I say and place his ring aside.

Then I start sucking on his balls once again, pulling them softly down with my mouth as I suck them. Knowing they tend to cup up, I bring a polymer lace which I place on the base of his shaft where his nut sac is born. I pull his balls down and then the lace tightens its grip, bringing both his balls down.

"Does that hurt?" I ask him.

"Uhu…" he says "… but it's fine… it's… sexy…"

I then can get busy on his balls and start sucking them at my own leisure. His body squirms under my oral ministrations and his cock starts throbbing. I know he's getting close, but we can't just let that happen just yet, so I leave his balls alone and grab his cockshaft squeezing it hard.

"Ohhh, doc!" he complains.

"Sorry, boy," I tell him, "I can't let you cum just yet…"

"But I'm ready!" he says.

"Precisely why," I tell him, "I gotta teach that lovely pecker of yours to not spurt until he's commanded to. Alright?"

He nods and then I release his cock.

I go up and start pinching on his nipples and he squirms once again.

"Oh, doc!" he says, "Stop, please, oh god!"

I go down and lick on his nipples. I lick and suck and slightly bite on them and I feel him squirm again.

"Do you want me to strap you down, baby boy?" I ask him.

"No, doc," he says, "I'm fine, I'm sorry, this is just so fucking hot!"

I go back to biting and licking his nipples as I start to rub on his cut cockhead once again. The rubbing and the nipple play is far too much for him and his hips start thrusting again, so I know he's getting close.

"Not good," I tell him and stand up from the bed.

I take a syringe readied with promisentium. I know being so young he's prone to cumming very easily, and we need to start getting him accustomed not to doing so if he's to become a true golden boy.

"This won't hurt a bit, okay?" I tell him and he nods.

I insert the needle on his cockshaft and he gasps.

"You okay?" I ask him

He nods.

So I go back to rubbing his cockhead. I only wanna work the head cause I've noticed he's sensitive in there and I need his orgasm to build up as much as possible. He'll have to be giving me a good amount of his teen milk and I need to work him so.

"It's hot, doc," he says, "it feels so very hot!!!"

I keep on rubbing his cockhead and then take my other hand to his balls. I start rubbing them and then slightly squeezing them. He moans but he doesn't complain. His arms are up, as if he knew his hands are not to interfere at any given point. I squeeze his balls a bit harder as I continue to rub on his cockhead.

"Like it, boy?" I ask him working his cockhead to madness.

"Uhu…" he says, his face completely blushed.

I grab both his still immature balls in my hand and start squeezing them as I continue to rub on his cockhead non-stop. He squirms under my touch very quickly, and I feel him getting close to cumming once again.

"I do think I'm gonna have to strap you, boy…" I tell him.

"Uhu…" he says again.

But as I squeeze on his cock to prevent him from cumming again, his body jerks and I know he's close.

"Strap me, Doc," he says showing his hands, "please strap me down and do me… I need to cum so badly!"

I pick him up and carry him towards the med-bed. I ask him to spread his arms and legs and as he does so, the med-bed clasps both his ankles and wrists.

"That better, boy?" I ask him as I pinch both his nipples.

"Yes, Doc, yes!" he says squirming as I continue the nipple play.

I see his cock throb and grab a new syringe filled with promisentium.

"You gonna inject me again, doc?" he asks looking at the syringe.

"I am, beautiful boy… I'm not gonna hurt you…"

"I know you're not gonna hurt me, doc. Go on and gimme the shot!"

I inject half the serum on his left ball.

"Geeeeezzz, doc…!"

I inject the other half on his right ball.

"Oh… God!! Doc… I'm so… so horny… sooooo…"

I go back to rubbing his cockhead and his hips thrash even when he's been secured to the med-bed. I lean down and start licking his cockhead around. There's a huge droplet of precum oozing from his pee slit, so I bring my tongue down there to collect it. My tongue rubbing on his slit makes him hornier if that's even possible.

"Oh, Doc!" he moans, "please, not there, oh! Not there! Ohhhhh Goddddddd!"

I start squeezing his cock and suck on his cockhead. His balls, even when tied, jump within his nut sac and I know he's now desperate to cum.

"Please, please, please, doc!" he begs, "let me cum… I need my cummy to come out… pleeeeease I'm ready, pleaaaaseeee!"

"Oh, Christopher!" I tell him, "but we have just begun our fun together…"

"Please, doc, please! I promise I'll cum some more for you if you just let me cum right now!"

I swallow his cockhead in my mouth and start sucking desperately as I jerk his cock up and down. As soon as it starts throbbing, I tap at the polymer lace which releases his balls. As they're released, both balls cup against his shaft and his uncut cock starts spurting its load inside me.

The amount of Promisentium administered has somehow doubled his load and I receive all of it inside my mouth. 00302-B12 Chistopher thrashes about as he releases his load inside my mouth.

"Oh, Doc! Oh, Doc!" he goes non-stop, "Oh, Doc! I'm still, I'm still cum… cumming!"

I do not reply but keep on sucking at his cock as the spurts keep cumming. He is a golden boy indeed, even if his young cock is still not grown to its full length. When his orgasm finally recedes, I let go of his yummy cock and caress his balls as I kiss him in the lips. He kisses back and even tongues me a little.

"Oh, Doc, that was mad awesome!" he says.

"It was for me too, Christopher. And you sure can cum!"

"Are you… are you not gonna cum, doc?" he asks looking me in the eye.

"Under regular training I guess not, but today, my boy…"

"Can I suck you, Doc… please?" he asks looking at me with puppy eyes.

He doesn't have to ask twice. I undo the underzipper of my skintight suit and bring my cock to his lips. It's completely wet with my precum and he takes it in his mouth savoring my juices. He opens wider and I push my cock inside his mouth, so he can have as much of it as he wants. He sucks like an expert, so it doen't take long before my cock starts throbbing in his mouth.

He lets go of it for a second, just enough to say, "Gimme all of your cummy, doc!" and grabs my cock in his mouth again.

I start cumming non-stop, as my organ has been modified through my stay in The Shelter. There's so much cum being shot into his mouth I fear that he might choke on it. But he seems to have a good time taking it all down as I continue to cum inside his mouth.

"Wow!" he says when I'm finally done, "That's just so much cummy Doctor!"

"I thought you might choke on it…"

"I wish I could cum like that!" he says licking his lips.

"Oh, you will, my boy!" I tell him before a kiss, "That's what I'm here for, I'm gonna make sure that lovely rod of yours can cum as much as a horse!"

"Maxi awesome!" he says and then giggles.

"Come, let me unstrap you," I tell him, "we might need to eat something before we try a second go at it…"

"I can cum a lot, Doc," he says as I release his wrists, "I've cum six times in a horny day!"

"Well, ain't you a promising golden boy!" I tell him as I carry him into the shower.

"I am… I am your golden boy, Doctor… but you have to make a promise to me…"

"What's that?"

"That you'll always be my Doctor if I'm always your golden boy."

"That you can count on!" I tell him as I start undressing so we both can shower. I knew I'd chosen right. 00302-B12 is the boy I always wanted with me.

Chapter 15
Milked for Drasbat's New Order

Characters: Vance Cooper / NO001-AA12 (12yo), Perry Bixer / 00237-G14 (14yo), Randall Chee / 00230-NA13 (13yo), Ril'kemeth (27yo)
Proctor 020-Matt, Ryan Tragger (26yo), Josh Thomas / 00226-F12 (12yo), Rudolph Argwullin / 00199-M17 (17yo),. Kevin Garreth / 00167-B16 (16yo)

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 22nd 2345 Time: 1200
File Number: NO001-AA12
Subject Name: Vance Cooper
Ril'kemeth's personal classified log

My boy 00237-G14 is a wonder of a milk producer. I've taken on calling him my little cow, given the amount of milk he's producing under my wondrous treatments. He was placed under my care ten days ago and as of today he's giving 2.5 liters of his young spunk per milking session. Sessions are now running from 1600 hours til dawn, that is, I've cut four hours of his milking process augmenting the amount of seed. I'm amazed at his level of lust and his resilience to genital torture.

One of the most beautiful changes now visible is his genitals, which have been madly improved by the renoxamorphine regular administration. Perry's testicles you wouldn't believe, each of them is now a little larger than a peach and his scrotal bag has grown as well, now hanging halfway through his thighs. His cock, I must add, has not grown in length, but its girth has improved as his urethral conduct has been strongly widened for milk delivery purposes. Internal changes of course have also taken place, thus the amount of seed he's producing these days.

Master Drasbat has not provided me with my new test subject, the one he said would come from the green files, but I have Vance, the Afroamerican boy he brought me as a present, the one who was recruited by Master Prime's Scouts and who was secretly smuggled for Master Drasbat and for my own milking pleasures.

Vance, or should I say NO001-AA12 is now on the milking bed. He still hasn't come back from his stasis, but I've already secured him. I've also made sure to make him swallow four of the untested male enhancement pills, the same ones Doctor Krucef used while trying to save his boy from falling into my hands. The pills, I should say, work wonders, for Vance's cock is hard as a rock, measuring a good 19 cm [6½"] now that he's fully hard.

I've tied his balls separately, so his cum can be held inside until he's ready for his first seed extraction. From then on, Momentum will do the rest. I'm thinking about getting around 300 to 500 ml of his seed for this very first session, this considering, of course, that Vance hasn't undergone any Shelter training save for the fifteen days his mind was programmed with sexual torture and abuse virtual dreams as he was in stasis.

He's still unconscious, but that can't stop me. In fact, I think it's turning me on. I've gagged him, so he won't bite himself should he regain consciousness during treatment. His arms and legs have also been secured and I've taken the precaution to secure his abdominal region, just in case.

I'm not planning on using any robotic contraptions this time, his very first milking should be performed by hand, it's a pleasure I can't deny myself. So, we're ready to begin.

I start by rubbing his cock with hot lube, the one that warms the skin, the flesh and makes it tingle. I take my time rubbing it, though Vance is completely hard already. I peel down his foreskin exposing a great yummy looking helmet-shaped mushroom-sized cockhead which, by the way, is already drooling precum. As soon as I rub the cockhead with the special lube, his rod starts throbbing in my hands.

Just the way I like them.

I leave his cockhead alone for a while and go down to his balls. Tied up individually, it's very easy for me to take each of them between my indexes and thumbs to start my squeezing routine. Each time I squeeze the boy's balls, his cock throbs again, regaling me with a nice precum droplet. So he was correctly chosen as a Golden, enjoying ball torture as every golden boy should.

When I notice he's drooling too much, I know I have to get the milk collecting tube inside his urethra, so I move back to his cockhead and then push down the blue pill to enlarge his canal. Only this time, I push three pills down his pee-hole. I start masturbating his cock up and down with my left hand, using my right index to keep the pills in place until they dilute completely inside his cock. Vance stirs in his sleep and I see his lovely dark nipples come to life. The burning sensation inside his urethra must be making him hornier than before, if that's even possible.

I remove my index and notice the pills have completely melted inside him. His pee slit is widening according to schedule following the prescription. I keep on working his cock so the urethral passage keeps widening until it's reached a good 1.9 cm [¾"] in diameter, a bit more than Perry's in our first session. So I insert the cum-collecting sound into his slit as I go back to torturing his balls.

Vance's resilience even when still unconscious is more than lovely, so I continue to squeeze his balls viciously until they start swelling. Then I release them and go on to get busy at his nipples. I take a syringe filled with my favorite yellow serum, the one which makes the nipples raw-sensitive and magnifies every touch of the area to the subject's balls. I pinch his right nipple and inject half the serum. Then I pinch the left nipple and inject the other half. Then I leave them alone for some minutes so the prescription can run its course and I take my time squeezing and slapping his balls again. The first signs of precum are already showing at the cum-collecting tube.

Then, I go back to his nipples and start rubbing them slowly and little by little I start adding strength, until I'm already pinching them hard, the way I like to pinch nipples. Each time I pinch, I see his balls jump, as if they too were being manipulated. Vance's mouth is now sort of biting the gag, so I know it shouldn't take long before he comes back from stasis.

It's time for the pump. I go back to his cock and start rubbing on the head again, precum still collecting on the tube. When I touch his fraenelum his cockhead throbs three times in a row and I know I've found a sensitive spot I might want to work on. That's when the thought occurs to me: What if I used the nipple sensitizer on his fraenelum? Maybe even his full cockhead?

I fill a new syringe with the yellow serum and insert it on his fraenelum. As half the substance is injected, my boy slightly moans against the ball gag. I go look at him, but he's still deeply asleep. I go back to check on his cock and I see his fraenelum start to swell. So I squeeze it and I see both his balls jump inside his ballsac, even when they're tied separately. Why hadn't I ever thought of doing that with this serum? What comes next is almost logical to happen. I insert the syringe's needle on the upper side of his cockhead and inject the other half of the serum.

To let it work, I go back to his nipples, which are now engorged by the substance and each has reached the size of a pea. I squeeze them hard and his balls jump once again. I extend one of my arms and as I pinch his left nipple I pinch his franelum, his cock throbs repeatedly as well as his balls and a new batch of precum erupts into the collecting tube.

So I go back to his cockhead and see the wonderful miracle of the yellow serum: his cockhead has swollen in such a way that the cum-collecting tube has been squeezed tightly against his pee-hole. NO001-AA12 is now ready for extraction, so I place the nipple suction caps and then I slide the pump down his cock. I start it in slow mode and see it go up and down his huge black rod, seeing how it expands and contracts at the suction. Then I go back to his balls and start squeezing them again, this time with all my strength. My boy is still in stasis mode, but his body is now moving according to the sensations his body is being provoked.

I speed up the pump and Vance starts sort of moaning against the ball gag, and now I know he's closer to regaining consciousness. His cock starts throbbing at a regular pace and I know he's getting closer to cumming. Time for Momentum to work its magic. I take the syringe filled with the green serum and inject half its contents on Vance's left ball. I inject the other half on his right one. As if on cue, I feel his balls warm up and his cock starts throbbing faster.

It's time. I speed up the pump once more and at the same time I untie his balls. When his balls are set free, the first hot stream of Vance's man milk erupts inside the tube. I grab his balls and squeeze them in my hand and as I do that his head jerks up and he opens up his eyes the very moment his second stream flows out, then the third, then the fourth. He's now moaning and complaining through the gag. His eyes showing his shock as realizing he's restrained and being milked, his cock erupting nonetheless.

As his orgasm starts fading, I take a new syringe with momentum and shoot at both his balls. His cock starts throbbing under the spasms of orgasm again and I go to his nipples and pinch them viciously. He moans non-stop as his cock erupts his second orgasm. I extend one of my arms and grab his balls and squeeze them in it as I pinch his nipples alternately, which triggers his third orgasm and now his moans are those of desperation as he experiences both pain and pleasure.

The pump is still moving up and down in full extracting mode and top speed. I don't think a fourth orgasm is going to happen any time soon, so I remove the pump as he throws his head back. Removing the cum-collecting tube proves somewhat difficult, since his cockhead still swollen, but I manage as his cock spits one last remain of the cum that's been worked up.

I come close to him now and remove the gag.

"So," I tell him smiling, "how did you like that, hung boy?"

"Wha… what did you… just do to me?" he asks still in shock.

"Isn't it obvious?" I ask, "I've milked you three times in a row to get your boy juice… and you did give me a good amount of it…"

"Why… why did you…?" he asks, still unable to sound very coherent.

"Because," I say rubbing on his nipples, "That's what I do, milk good looking well-hung boys like you. Boys who provide the precious boy-milk for my masters. You still haven't fulfilled your quota, though, so we still have some work to do."

"N-no… no more, please…"

"Oh, sweet boy, but we are just barely beginning!" I say and then laugh.

He looks at me in terror, but as I place my hand on his cock, it springs to life once again.

"See?" I tell him as I start rubbing on the gorgeous helmet, "He still isn't tired… just let yourself go with the flow!"

And having said so, I start rubbing on his cockhead once again.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 24th 2345 Time: 0900 hours
Sepcial Meeting Hosted by Submaster Viesabu Drasbat
Attended by: Master Ecu'maret Prime, Proctor 001-Ron, Submasters Nor'had Betax, Rucbla'Sherl, Sharb'rue Minus, Rott'ruer Alfa, Byev'loor Sharh, Kilm Revop'idr and Bbursl'alte Betax

When all of the attendees have taken their places, I pull padnic reports for them to receive the news. What I'm about to tell them is that both boys who were sentenced to facing the Raiskaus Zorlamaq, have perished under the creature's lusty appetites. This, of course, couldn't be farther from the Truth. Josh was taken before he could be done by the Raiskaus Zorlamaq, and Randall has been taken upon completing his sentence. So, Ril'kemeth is now working on both Perry and Vance, and will start work on Randall. 020-Matt is working with Ryan and Josh, and he will be given two new red subjects as of today.

"Thanks for joining us everyone. Master Prime," I say bowing.

"So, Master Drasbat," Master Prime begins, "you said there was an urgent matter that required our presence. So here we are.'

"I've prepared some info-pads for all of you," I pause for effect and then continue, "I'm saddened by the news I'm here to provide, but, since there's no way to say it but plainly, I needed to inform all of you that both boys sentenced to face the Raiskaus Zorlamaq, have perished…"

Silence in the room. 001-Ron, Oh, the arrogant bastard! Looks down as he receives the news.

The other attendees look surprised, but them being Unguli understand that death at the hands of the Raiskaus Zorlamaq is not uncommon.

"Well," Master Prime says, "I guess we should be informing their Leaders and Proctors… and an official ceremony will have to be hosted…"

"Master Prime?" 001-Ron says.

"Yes, Proctor?" Master Ecu'maret Prime.

"I think it should be me the one to give the official announcement."

"I agree, Proctor," Master Ecu'maret Prime says, "Master Drasbat, is there anything else?"

"No, master," I tell him, "That was all."

"Very well, then, let's go. We all have duties to attend to."

So one by one, all of the attendees leave the room. Things couldn't have been better. Now, I also have some other matters to attend to, especially, carrying out the plans I have for the Golden leader 00167-B16 Kevin in mind.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 24th 2345 Time: 1200
File Numbers: 00237-G14, 00230-NA13, NO001-AA12
Subject Names: Perry Bixer, Randall Chee, Vance Cooper
Ril'kemeth's personal classified log

My lab is turning into one fucking great milking experience. Perry, 00237-G14 is now asleep, taking his milking break, and I've had Vance, NO001-AA12, secured onto my favorite milking contraption, the horse rack. This is one particular way of milking I really enjoy, for I have easy access to the subject's cock and balls. His face has been secured, so he can't speak or say anything at all as we begin his cycle.

This is Vance's third day at my disposal and on days one and two I managed to extract 500 ml on each session. Today will be different, though, for I'm going to start administering enhancing drugs on Vance's genitalia. It's about time his organs start being modified as Perry's are being. Randall Chee, my new green subject is strapped to a chair, so he can follow on the procedure; gagged of course, so he can't say a thing. Why? Just because I want him to know what's in store for him now that he's been given to me as a third subject.

"Ready now for your milking, my dear?" I ask Vance and he grunts.

He struggles a bit against his restraints, but his cock is already rock hard.

I tap some commands, and needles are born from different spots in the horserack. The first one introduces itself on his cockhead and he grunts. The second one introduces itself on his fraenelum, and he grunts again. The third and fourth needles go straight to his gorgeous untransformed balls. I tap new commands and each of the needles releases its contents.

"Now, this is what's happening," I tell Randall as I move away from my console and position myself facing the former Green, "The needles on Vance's cock and fraenelum are releasing an orange serum we've been testing on my subjects. You know what it does?"

He moves his head sideways and grunts through the gag.

"Well, it's a nervous pleasure amplifier which will make any sensation applied to the spot feel as a pinch to the balls…"

As I speak, I notice how Randall's cock starts engorging.

"Oh! You find that arousing? Good! Then let me tell you what's going on with the needles up his balls. Those two are injecting that green serum you can see. That one serum works as an ejaculation stopper, so Vance can build up a better milk load for me…"

His cock has gone hard again, even when I can tell he's scared, so I grab it in my hand and start massaging it up and down. He starts grunting repeatedly and moving his hips as if he wanted to fuck my hand.

"Good, good!" I tell him, "You're already showing promise and we haven't even started!"

He struggles, like he can't bear the betrayal of his own cock.

"Now, look at this," I tell him as I move towards my console and tap new commands. The cum-collecting sound emerges from the horserack contraption and I take it in my left hand, I want to do it manually this time so Randall can follow, "this is a cum collecting sound designed to collect everything in Vance's balls, from precum, to his gorgeous load…"

Randall's eyes open wide as in shock, but I notice his cock throb twice in a row as I start inserting the sound in Vance's pee hole. My lovely Afroamerican boy starts grunting as the invasive sound goes inside his canal and his hips thrust as much as it is possible for him being strapped to the horserack.

"I think he loves it, don't you think, Randall?"

My lovely former green, 00230-NA13, struggles against his restraints, but he's not going anywhere.

"I'm not going to be working on you yet, though," I tell him, "but I think you could use some stimulation…"

I walk towards him and look him in the eye.

"I can't masturbate your cock, though. At least not yet. So let's try something else…"

I move towards a side of my lab and then come back holding a gorgeous metal box.

"This little present is for you!" I tell him and smile.

I place the box aside and go to my console. I tap a couple of commands and a drawer from under the console opens. I pick a tube from it and come closer to Randall.

"I'm going to be rubbing your cock with this special something…" I tell him as I squeeze the toothpaste-like container over his cockhead, "this is something you're really going to enjoy!

Randall Chee's Journal
April 24th 2345
1300 hours

This is insane. I'm strapped to a chair and gagged.

The man running this place, a heavily built man has been milking an Afroamerican boy as he talks to me. I've tried releasing myself from my restraints, but they are strong and every attempt has been futile.

He's now come closer and has squeezed a tube which has released a gelatinous substance all over my foreskin-covered cockhead.

"Good, good!" he says as he pushes the gel inside my foreskin with his index finger, "Let's see what we have here!"

He rubs the gel inside my foreskin and then, in one quick motion, pushes my foreskin down exposing my huge purple knob.

"That's one huge cockhead, Randall!" he says and laughs as he rubs the gelatinous substance all over my cockhead. It has a tingly sensation, like my cockhead is being tickled. He then moves down and continues to rub the gel all over my cock.

As the gel starts working its way through my skin, the ticklish sensation gives way to a warm feeling and, as he rubs my cock and cockhead the warmth turns into a burning. I start complaining through the gag, but he doesn't care, he keeps on the rubbing. I have the feeling that this is going to be one hell of a day.

He then takes the shiny box and brings it close to me.

"Now this is the real surprise!" he says and taps the upper part of the box.

As he does it, a hole in one of the sides to the box opens and he takes my cock and pushes it inside the box. He pulls a bit more and the thing swallows my balls as well. I grunt under the gag, for there's nothing else I can do.

The first feeling I have is a soothing one, since the inside of the box seems to be filled with some sort of cool liquid.

But the sensation is quickly turned as I feel something sliding down my urethra, something slimy that burns as it enters. I complain through the gag, but there's no stopping now.

"That," the man says, "we call the box. As you might have guessed, it's a contraption of alien origin designed to stimulate all your genitalia. Oh… does that hurt?"

I try and nod. As I do so, the thing inside my pee hole seems to stretch and I feel like my cock is gonna be ripped open from the inside. Curiously, the more the thing stretches, the harder my cock goes, like it would enjoy the abuse. Once the thing has stretched to what I imagine is its limit, it starts going in and out, in and out incessantly.

"Don't sweat it, Randall," the man says, "you have a long way to go…"

He pinches my nipples and I moan under the gag, as the devious contraption fucks my pee hole mercilessly.

"I'll leave you to your pleasurable torture cause I have to go back to Vance. By the way," he says smiling, "You can call me Ril'kemeth."

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 24th 2345 Time: 1400
File Numbers: 00097-B26, 00226-F12, 00199-M17
Subject Names: Ryan Tragger, Josh Thomas, Rudolph Argwullin
Proctor 020-Matt's personal classified log

Master Drasbat did not hesitate to build me a lab unlike anything in the Shelter. I have a five seat milking station to use at my leisure so long as I ensure the generation of unguli-transmuted pre-cum and cum, from which drugs will be synthesized for Master Drasbat's New order.

Later through the day I'll be receiving my new subject so I can have three partially transmuted humans, yes, that's correct, three. My number one, of course, Ryan Tragger – former Doctor Krucef –, is being milked all day long, save for his three hour rest. The second subject, Josh Thomas, was sentenced to face the Raiskaus Zorlamaq, but he never did, he was brought to me almost immediately, three days ago. My third Subject, Rudolph Argwullin, will be delivered today. I can hardly wait.

While in waiting, I've made sure to extra milk Tragger, since I have not been able to touch Josh until he's gone through detox. You see, every unguli-generated drug has to be purged from his system Why? Cause, like Master Drasbat, I like my humans undrugged so they can experience the real pleasure of edging, milking and torture. My new milking station, of course, has all sorts of contraptions to make the experience a most painful one, after all, Reds are used to the pain inflicted by the wombs and they do get a kick out of it.

I come close to Tragger, whose whole body is completely immobile. His balls are pierced by electro needles, seven to each testicle, and his cock is being strangled by three electro rings from the shaft up. And it's not an easy thing to bear since the amperage on every electric item is now 90 amps.

I bring my face close to his. He's drooling, his eyes with that gone expression that accompanies ecstasy.

"Hey, Tragger!" I tell him slapping his face slightly.

He turns to look at me with his unfocused eyes and partially smiles at me.

"You having fun?" I ask him.

He nods.

"Try and relax, we're almost done with your non-stop cycle. Just one more load and you'll be free to rest for a while.

He partially smiles and brings his tongue out. I come down and kiss him.

I tap the commands and Momentum is shot inside his balls through all seven needles. His body starts contracting immediately as his partially transmuted cock starts spurting his half-breed spunk.

"There, there, that's my boy!" I encourage him as he continues to cum.

Jet after jet after jet of his milk is shot inside the collector, as his body convulses and spasms.

"No… mooooooo… oore… can't… can't cu… cuuuuum… anym… mmm… moooore… can't…"

"It's okay, Tragger," I tell him as I tap the commands and all of the items are removed from his genitalia, "You're done for now…"

I start caressing his huge three balls, slightly massaging the spots on which the needles have rested for the past twenty one hours. His thicker-than-human scrotal bag is still fucked by the pinching, purple at some spots, but his cock still drools a bit of aftercum.

"Ryan, Ryan!" I tell him as I slap his face, "Look at me! I'm here!"

He turns to look at me, but can't focus. He partially smiles again.

"Tired… Want to… sleeeeeeeep… no mooo… mooore cummmmm… tired…"

"I know you're tired. Just wanted you to know you did great again. Come, I'll take you to your resting chamber."

I bring him inside the coffin-like chamber in which all his genitalia are regenerated as he sleeps. I'm going to let his resting cycle run longer this time, for I have to get started on Josh Thomas, and I also have to get ready to receive Rudolph.

I'm thinking of it, right when Master Drasbat comes in with an unconscious Rudolph in his arms.

"Proctor," he says, "here's your new Red, as promised…"

"Master, you are most merciful, sir…"

"He's fully unconscious, so I suggest you get him to the detox chamber before he wakes. You know how they get during detox…"

"Yes, Master. Thanks for your kind reminder…"

"I'm off now. Gotta see how my New Order Milk-boys are doing… your cycle?"

"The spider you gave me as a present is working wonders, Master," I tell him, "My balls are fully loaded, I can feel them…"

"Good, I'll pay you a visit later on. Until then, Proctor."

"Until then, Master…"

As the master leaves, I bring Rudolph to the detox chamber I've prepared for him. It's also a coffin-like bed. I tap some commands on its upper side and it opens for me. I bring Rudolph inside it and strip him naked. Once in place, I tap some new commands, and the insides of the chamber produce an IV which I attach to one of his veins. This IV will intravenously feed him and hydrate him.

I tap another set of commands and the chamber produces a hose-like structure which goes inside Rudolph's ass. The purpose of it will be to collect his feces as he remains in detox. I tap some new commands and a sound is produced. I take it and insert it in the subject's urethra. This one is designed to collect the boy's urine as his body starts purging all the drugs from his system.

He's now ready, so I tap some commands and the detox chamber closes.

Then, it's time to get Josh ready for the taking. I walk to his detox chamber, happy at the prospect of the next few hours in which I'll be collecting Josh's seed. I tap the commands on the upper shell of the chamber and it opens. As it does, a shaking Josh appears before me, the symptoms of his withdrawal evident.

"Please, please, please!" he yells at me, "I need seed… I want some seed… please, please, Master!"

I look at him and smile as I take his cock in my hand and pull the urine collector out in one single movement.

"Time to have some fun!" I tell him and laugh.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 22nd 2345 Time: 1400
File Number: 00167-B16
Subject Names: Kevin Garreth
00179-L17 Thiago's personal classified log

I am most definitely a devious bastard. I've always been. Maybe, and only maybe, that's the reason why Master Viesabu Drasbat moved me to what he at first called 'a special project'. I didn't know what Master Drasbat was talking about at first, until he brought me into his chamber a couple of nights ago and explained to me about his New Order. The idea just made my fucking cock go hard instantly.

He took me on a guided tour to the labs where his experiments are being conducted.

There I met Ril'kemeth and his two boy wonders, Perry and Vance.

Perry… I can't begin to describe how hard it got me to see how much fucking cum the whoreboy can produce. His balls, fuck they're huge! The size of oranges maybe! And Ril'kemeth says he's planning on growing them even more, so he can cum like a horse… like a horse! Can you fucking believe it? And he sure is a fucking pain slutt…

Vance, on the other hand, is just beginning training and he's still getting used to the abuse… he sure can cum though… and the Doctor says he'll start developing his balls very soon with his wondrous cocktails, so he can start changing and providing at the rate Perry is now.

He then took me to Proctor 020-Matt's secret lab, where Ryan Tragger – former Doctor Krucef – is being milked non-stop through the day. His balls… fuck! The fucker's balls are as big as mangoes now… How? I don't know… but Proctor 020-Matt allowed me to toy with Ryan's gorgeous balls for a while… I sure enjoyed squeezing and hitting the bastard's nuts… so fucking hot the way he squirmed and moaned and complained… and even better the way he came with all the abuse.

But now… now I'm in my own secret lab.

Yes, I was provided one.

Master Drasbat asked me to meet him here at 1400, so he's about to arrive with my subject… Yes, I am to have my own fucking pain slutt… and I can't stop getting hard at the thought. My task, however, will be a different one from that of my now colleagues Ril'kemeth and 020-Matt.

When Master Drasbat comes in, he's got a boy with him. He's got him walk behind him and they seem to be having a very lovely chat. They both approach me and Kevin smiles as he nods, so I nod to him and smile back.

"Thiago," Master Drasbat says, "allow me to introduce you to Kevin Garreth, he's Golden Leader appointed to Milking Station 2…"

"Nice meeting you, Kevin," I tell him as I extend my hand.

Before any of us can react, Master Drasbat's hand moves with flashlight speed injecting something into Kevin's neck. He takes his hand to his neck, but it's too late, and he collapses onto my arms.

"Thiago," he says, "this is 00167-B16, FORMER Golden Leader in charge of Milking Station 2, and your test subject now. He'll be cold for an hour or so, so make sure you can get him ready before that time. Have you any questions?"

"No, Master," I tell him as I smile back at him, but with complete reverence.

"Very good," he says, "then I'll leave you to your chores. I'll be seeing you later on…"

"Yes, Master," I tell him, and he goes away.

The minute the door to my lab slides closed, I lay Kevin on the floor. He's a Golden… Oh my! I got a fucking Golden! The irony of it all is freaking devious… Master Drasbat is definitely one ironic mother fucking Ungulian. But that's just great, for that means I'll be getting my fix of sexual pleasure abusing this golden boy.

So, I have no more time to waste. I start removing Kevin's skintight golden trunk, so I can completely work him out. His cock is fucking gorgeous, as any Golden's. His balls are also a wonder, but that's not a surprise, knowing he's been in the shelter for two years now. According to his file, this beauty produces now an amount on 80 ml of man seed per milking cycle… and he was as of now performing three cycles. That is an amount of 240 ml of teen spunk a day. Irony again.

So, once naked, I proceed to placing him on the machine.

When Kevin comes about, he's already been secured to the station.

"Wha-Wha… da… fuck…?" he asks, still partially drugged.

"Hello, Kevin," I tell him, "I'm glad you've come about already. I hope you don't find the station uncomfortable."

"Why… why am I… here… here with…"

"Try not to overexert yourself," I tell him as I run my hand over his naked abs, stopping for a little while over his nipples.

"My… my cycle is not… not due for… another three hours…"

"See, that's the whole thing," I say looking into his gorgeous eyes, "You won't be undergoing any more golden cycles… ever again…"

"Wha-what?"

I'm already working his cock, which goes rigid almost instantly at my touch.

"Master Drasbat is hosting this new project… Good! You're hard now! Sorry, I was saying," I move towards the console that has been placed next to the station and tap a couple of commands, "Master Drasbat is hosting a new project and you have been chosen as a test subject…"

The station produces a polymer tubule that travels all the way to Kevin's cock, where it starts going inside his urethra. It's a cum collector sound.

"What…?"

"A lot of whats already, don't you think?" I ask him as I start massaging his balls. Kevin closes his eyes slightly as I do it. "Feels good?"

"It… it does…" he says, "They're filling with cum for my next cycle…"

I tap a new command and a prostatic massager goes inside Kevin's hole with no previous preparation. He grunts, probably not very happy at being probed on that end.

"Hope you don't mind the prostatic massager," I tell him as I rub on his now inserted cockhead.

The first droplet of precum shows on the collecting tube.

"Good!" I tell him, "We're starting on the right foot!"

I tap some new commands and a couple of nipple suction caps are placed over his nipples and begin suction almost immediately.

"You…" he says, "You should've told me you wanted to milk me… I would have said yes…"

I tap some new commands and the prostatic massager up his ass starts its cycle. At the same time, a new polymer tubule creates an apple polisher, which goes immediately towards Kevin's fraenelum.

"Oh, yes!" he says as the polisher starts its rotating stimulation.

After about ten minutes with the polisher, I tap new commands. The polisher withdraws and the tubule from which the urethral sound pends, starts switching shapes until it has created a vacuum pump around Kevin's gorgeous golden cock. I tap new commands and the pump starts its cycle. Kevin's cock is now producing a very healthy amount of precum.

I tap some new commands and the console regales me with two syringes, each of them filled with Ceratimicine. This is a drug we usually administer topically via the urethra, but I'm not going for regular Shelter treatment. So what I do, instead, is directing the needles inside the base of his penis.

"Oh, fuck!" he says in ecstasy, as every Golden when he's pierced.

The needles work their way inside his shaft into his Cowper's glands, where the Ceratimicine is released.

"Oh, fuck, that hurts!" he complains. "Stop it, stop it, it burns!"

"Oh, I can't stop it, Kevin," I tell him, "but don't worry, it'll pass very soon…"

"What… what are you… doing to me?"

"I'm injecting Ceratimicine straight into your Cowper's glands…" I reply.

"Wh-why?"

"Cause, Kevin, I need those lovely little glands to triple their efforts in producing your lovely golden precum."

I tap a new set of commands in my console, and the prostate massager speeds its movement inside Kevin's ass. I then take my time to play with his balls as the vacuum pump continues its milking cycle. I start with the slapping routine.

"Please, please!" he says, "I'm… I'm ready… ready to cum!"

I squeeze his balls with my hands and I see a new amount of precum go inside the tubule. I tap new commands and my milking station produces a couple of thin needles filled with Promisentium.

"I'm gonna cuuuuuuuuuuum!" he screams, just as the needles pierce his balls and the Promisentium is injected into his gorgeous golden balls.

"No, no, no, no, no, no!" he shouts as the drug prevents his ejaculation painfully.

"What is it, Kevin?" I ask him smiling and rubbing and squeezing his balls. The needles are kept in position.

"Why… why would you… do that?"

"Oh!" I tell his smiling and squeezing both his balls, "I might've forgotten to tell you. See, from now on, you're doctor Drasbat's precum provider…"

"What… what does that mean?"

"It means, Kevin, you won't be allowed to cum… so you can continue to precum for me… and Master Drasbat…"

"No, no, no!" he shouts in desperation, "I'm a Golden, I need to cum, I need to be milked, I can produce a lot of seed for you… Tell Master Drasbat I can provide a lot of milk! Please, please! I was born to give off my milk!"

"Not anymore, Kevin." I tell him and smile.

I tap new commands and the Pump increases its speed into a maddening frenzy. The prostatic massager is now working quick and non-stop on Kevin's prostatic gland.

"Of fuck!" he says, his hips moving, letting me know he's ready to shoot once more.

I tap new commands and a new load of promisentium is shot straight as his balls, which contract as if he were to cum, only he doesn't.

"Please, please, please!" Kevin says whimpering as his second orgasm is spoiled, his cock shooting a new amount of precum instead of the cumload it should be delivering.

"Don't worry, Kevin," I tell him, "You'll get used to it very, very soon… Soon, you won't even miss being milked. See it on the brighter side, you'll be stimulated all day long!"

And having said so, I laugh dramatically.

He's now struggling against the restraints. I know he has the unstoppable urge of setting himself free so he can finish his cock off into ejaculation. But that won't be happening anytime soon. Or ever again.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 25th 2345 Time: 0700
File Number: NO001-AA12
Subject Name: Vance Cooper
Ril'kemeth's personal classified log

Just an hour ago I stopped 00237-G14's milking routine. He is now asleep and so is Randall. The box was too much for the gorgeous Native American boy. Oh! He wasn't hurt in anyway, but six hours of sexual edging and then having his cock caged so he couldn't cum… well, I guess he's dying to cum now. But I won't let him, not yet. Randall is one subject I'll be working with different techniques as I've done Perry.

With Vance, my beloved dark skinned hung boy, I'm now going to start his also different treatment. I must add he is almost completely tamed into being a milkboy, though not as strongly as Perry. Today, however, Vance's training will go in a new direction.

I bring him from his resting room. He's mildly asleep, and as I bring him to my lab, I pat his ass playfully. He sort of smiles and continues to walk. I ask him to stand at a very specific position, in the middle of the room and he does as instructed. When he's in place, I go to my console and tap a set of commands. Crystal walls emerge from the floor, creating a crystal box. Vance seems surprised, for this is a routine he does not know, but before he realizes, the box is fully formed from floor to ceiling, and he's inside it.

I tap new commands and polymer tubules emerge from the floor securing his ankles. Two more polymer tubules emerge from above him and secure his wrists. One more polymer tubule emerges from above and moves towards his face, creating an oxygen mask covering both his nose and mouth.

His face is one of shock and mine is one of pure ecstasy.

I tap new commands and the crystal tank starts filling with a colloidal substance. This substance has two functions: to limit his body movement, and also to conduct electricity. It also happens to be a substance in which Irilian parasites live in the wild. I have to confess I wouldn't have thought about using them, but Master Drasbat was very clear when he said he wanted to know whether the larvae were as good as his black-market contact had said, so it's time to try that theory.

I tap a new set of commands and a sliding door opens from under Vance. Little by little, the Irilian parasite leaves its refuge and start entering the tank, moving about, swimming, stopping, recognizing the area. Vance is now truly shocked, but I can also see fascination in his eyes. The parasite moves about, his manta-like body undulating.

I tap on my console, and a new tubule comes inside the tank. It's a syringe which approaches Vance's cock with slow movements as it makes its way through the colloid. As it reaches its destination, it injects Vance's cock shaft with a blue sky serum. It's called Denorian Elixyr and it's also a substance which has never been tried on humans before, but very commonly used illegally in Denorian Whorehouses. Denorian Slave Whoreboys are administered such a serum so their cocks can remain hard for prolonged periods of time, unable to lose their erections even if they cum. As the drug is shot in Vance's cock, his yummy black cock stiffens immediately.

The parasite suddenly stops… it's happened, he's felt the scent of Vance's manhood. It swims a bit closer to him, so as to corroborate there's a male appendage close to it. When it knows there's a cock, it swims more graciously towards its prey, as if it anticipated resistance. The parasite's sting located on its tail, moves with flashlight speed pinching Vance's scrotal bag. Vance's expression is now one of pain as the parasite's venom runs from his balls into his organism.

His balls start swelling almost immediately. I check in my monitors to follow their progress. From their original nut size, his balls start growing at a very quick pace. Vance's body suddenly stops its struggle, and I know now that the parasite's venom has now fully immobilized his body, so I tap new commands and the polymer restrains disappear, leaving his body to float in the colloid as a ship adrift. Each of his balls has now reached the size of chicken eggs. The parasite then moves at its own leisure opening the mouth underneath its body. It then traps Vance's cock inside its mouth, and its wings coil around the boy's waist. My monitor says that my Afroamerican subject's balls are now the size of ripe mangoes.

I can tell when the Irilian Parasite has begun his sucking, cause my boy closes his eyes in ecstasy. The parasite's two fertilizing glands, located next to its mouth, move suddenly about, each of them trapping one of Vance's balls, which have now come to full size for the parasite's purpose; each testicle is now the size of an Ostrich's egg.

As the creature continues to suck Vance into oblivion, each of its fertilizing glands starts swallowing each of the boy's balls. Inside the gland, the testicle is partially squeezed and stimulated. Then, the parasite's tongue makes its way inside my subject's urethra. My boy is now moaning in his oxygen mask, his body still unable to move. Then the moaning turns into a muffled complain as the creature's tongue continues to travel inside the urethral canal, I can't imagine how it feels, but the creature's tongue does not stop until a sudden pop lets it know it's now inside Vance's prostate.

The parasite's tail starts moving about until it reaches the boy's ass and starts running inside him. As it does, it swells until it's become the same length and girth as Vance's cock. Then it begins its pumping inside the boys ass.

Vance seems to relax once again, but it doesn't last long, for the parasite's tongue suddenly generates a 60 amp discharge inside the boy's urethra. My readouts indicate the stimulation has made his balls work out their contents at a faster pace. Spermatogenesis is running wildly inside the afroamerican's testicles.

A new discharge brings a new pain in my boy as the creature continues to suck Vance getting him ready to cum and its tail fucks him wildly. Vance's constant moans tell me – and the Irilian parasite – that he's close to orgasm. The creature intensifies its sucking and its tongue starts shocking Vance's prostate at regular intervals.

Vance's cock shoots its first stream of cum, and as the second stream is ejaculated, the fertilizing glands take their advantage, each of them inserting a needle in each testicle. Vance is so into his cumming, he does not feel that, every time a stream of his cum is shot into the creature's mouth, each of his balls is injected once again.

Ten spurts and ten pinches to the balls later, the parasite releases its victim, and swims leisurely towards the opening on the tank floor. Vance seems to be lost in ecstasy as I start emptying the tank.

I tap new commands, and the water tank produces a hot shower which cleans all of his body to then dry him. Then the crystal walls are swallowed by the floor and I hold Vance next to me. His balls are still huge under the alien's substance, but I know little by little they'll grow smaller. Not to its original nut size, no. They'll more likely remain the size of chicken eggs.

I have him lay down on a medbed and I run some scans. It's been a successful fertilization process. The Irilian parasite has deposited three eggs in each of my subject's balls. If things work out, at least one of the balls in each testicle will hatch into an Irilian larva. If I'm lucky, all six of them will hatch,

Master Drasbat will be more than pleased.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON
Human Date: April 25th 2345 Time: 0900 hours
Master Ecu'maret Prime's Personal Log
Informal visit to Doctor Sulti'esmu Minus' Loft

Doctor Minus is looking attentively at his console monitors as I step inside his loft. Noticing he does not know I've come in, I clear my throat.

"Master Prime!" he says standing from his chair, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't hear you come in…!"

"It's alright, doctor," I tell him as I approach him.

"What can I do for you, Master Prime?" he asks.

"Dropping by to see how your Golden Boy is doing, Doctor. "

"Would you like to see him, Master?"

"I'd love to, if that is not inconvenient for you…"

"Not in the least, Master. Please, follow me…"

He takes me through the loft, until we come inside a room at the back.

"This is Jerry's room, Master…"

"I thought," I tell him, "he was treated in your lab…"

"He was, Master. But now, you see, he needs and wants to be plugged most of the day. So I adapted his bedroom to become his milking room…"

"I see. Is he…?"

"Under cycle? Yes, Master. Come closer, please, let me show you."

I approach Jerry, who's sitting and being milked. The boy has turned into a sight on his own. Two of his balls are a bit larger than lemons, and his third ball shows already. There's needles all over his balls, but I don't worry, I know Doctor Minus and I know he wouldn't hurt his precious boy. The Serum filled vacuum pump is working his enlarged cock and I see the cum flowing through the cum collector. His eyes are closed, but he moans non-stop as his hips move with a cadence as his milk flows.

"He's been cumming for sixty seven minutes now, Master."

"Sixty seven?" I ask in genuine surprise.

"Yes, master. His ejaculation time keeps growing as days go by…"

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about, Doctor…" I tell him.

"Master?"

"I believe, Doctor, that your boy has moved past the Golden limits…"

"What do you mean, Master?"

"I believe, he's turning into a provider."

The look of confusions shows in the Doctor's face.

"Master?" he says, "There's no human providers…"

"There has never been one, Doctor, you're right. However, there are so many unequivocal signs…"

"How so?"

"The amount of seed he produces, his ejaculation lapse, his stimulation periods… Just look at him now, Doctor… He's oblivious to our presence, like there's nothing more relevant than what's going on inside him…"

"Master, are you saying…?"

"I can't jump into conclusions, Doctor. However, Jerry seems to be more in his own world now… You've told me yourself he continuously says his happiest hours are those in which his seed is harvested…"

"Well, Master, you do make a very good point…"

"I think we might need further study, Doctor. But I think my hypothesis is correct."

"If it is, Master…"

"If it is, Doctor, this will be the dawn of a new era for both our species… and Jerry will have become the link between the Unguli and the Human…"