After so much sweet time with Bethany/Vulnerba, Ryan began to worry about the new area he was getting wheeled into. Though it mostly resembled a black void, he saw various well-lit items high up the walls. "Dr. Vybronna" seemed to have a comprehensive collection of gigantic and bizarrely shaped dildoes on proud display, as well as screens showing slow-motion closeups of animals in copulation: bulls with cows, stallions with mares, whales on whales. For the first time in this illusion, Ryan felt like he was about to be seriously challenged. Clearly, to say that "Dr. Vybronna" had cocks on the brain was a dangerous understatement.
"Dr. Vybronna" happily hummed some weird cacophonous "Ogazmazon" tune to herself as she brought over a particularly large, complex, wicked-looking dildo device.
"I am very interested in maintaining your erection," she said, "and this will send an neuroelectric vibration that will maintain it. It will also inject a testicle-magnifying nanite swarm that will correct any crushed or crooked seminal passages. I suspect that your sperm production is fine, but that your seed gets trapped somehow before leaving the scrotum. It is to be expected that a specimen body's virile capacity will fall far short of the extent of magnification, so all in all if you produce merely twice as much sperm as the average human male, that will be just fine."
Ryan barely followed any of her explanation, but she earned his concentration by sliding the device far up his anus. Ryan had engaged in anal sex but hardly ever received anything in that way and it was, at best, discomfitting. Then the dildo began to hum madly, and instantly his slightly sagging erection shot back up to rock hardness. Oh God oh God I need to FUCK! he nearly said aloud, and he could tell from Probe/Vybronna's triumphant smirk that her Azurite telepathy had made him out just fine. Then he felt the dildo squirting warm fluid into him, presumably making its "injection."
"You have a fondness for extremely large mammary glands," teased "Vybronna," and we might as well exploit that!" So saying, she zipped down her leather top and her bosom practically sprang out, surging forth into her awaiting splayed fingers. Ryan licked his lips, for he could not help but want to kiss and suck "Vybronna's" tantalizing abundance.
"Ooooh," sighed "Vybronna," "your virile capacity is responding phenomenally well!"
Ryan feel a warmth spreading and growing in his scrotum, and then he noticed a screen showing a closeup and stared in humor or horror, or perhaps both, as he saw his testicles swiftly inflate to the size of grapefruits. He heard an annoying screechy hum, and he looked up into the blackness to see a huge bizarre steel cylinder covered with instrumentation descending down, down, down to squarely envelop his entire cock. There was a huge clear empty bottle on top of it, as if for a water cooler, on top of it.
Then he gritted his teeth as the cylinder gripped his shaft with a delicious sinuous silkiness. As artificial vagina technology went, these "Ogazmazons" were clearly the champions.
He began to spurt in no time -- and then spurt, and spurt, and spurt. Ryan wheezed with effort as his vision dissolved into splashes of color and starry sparkles. This huge wicked infernal thing clamped to his crotch was possibly the best fuck he'd ever had, and it kept on pumping and pumping, milking and milking him for one insanely huge ejaculation right after another. Ryan felt that he was going stark raving insane with intense multiple orgasm, and still the machine sucked the copious creamy manseed right out of him
He looked back up, and nearly shouted. The water cooler tank was actually filling up with his semen. But that had to be impossible -- even if all the water in his body was magically turned into semen, could it possibly fill the tank.
"Ohhh, Earthman," purred "Dr. Vybronna," "I was right about you -- your sperm count is in the billions per standard unit of ejaculation, several times the previous maximum record, and with this enhanced volume the sperm from your genital equipment could supply the slave populations of entire planets for the greater glory of Ogazmazon!"
Ryan looked around wildly, at screens of madly copulating animals, at one screen showing a microscope's view of an endless swarm of energetic sperm cells, and then at "Dr. Vybronna's" wide staring eyes. He was the imprisoned "damsel" of a classic Mad Scientist, all right.
"All right, that's enough please!" he whispered weakly, but "Dr. Vybronna" was way too turned on to pay him any heed, excitedly hefting and sucking one of her nipples as she stared in awe, and the huge machine just went right on making him cum, and cum, and cum, and cum, and cum.
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