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A Harem of Milk Slaves (Biles and Puppyslave)

The sensation he felt was merely phantom of the worms emerging out, but was less than ten minutes away. The cocoon worms suddenly reacted and began to slowly dislodge from his fleshy cock as each left puckering popping sounds. By the time they dissipated, his fat plump flesh of meat was exposed to the boy and revealed it to be unusually large with a bruise-colored glans barely poking out of his foreskin-cocksleeve. The sounds of the nightcrawlers became very active as they were crying out in mating seasons, expecting the time to arrive. The unborn worms began to feel wrestles and began to move about more aggressively inside as they began their trail through the passage which would lead them to birth out of his cock.

"It is time" the collector announced and in the middle of the small chamber, an orifice opened up ever so slightly and stretched outwards and up with fat chappy ribbed lips.

"Kneel in front of it" the collector said giving him instructions of what to do next. As he approached the boy from the shadow, his cock started to sway and open its cumslit at random.
 
He whimpered and was a little relieved that the worms let him go and his looked at his cock gasping, the cock now twice as thick and twice as long as it started out as. He blinked as he heard and saw the nice stuff"o..ok"he said and moved to his knees, cock pushing into the hole slowly. He gasped as he felt a thick worm sliding out"Why did you do this to me?"he begged, in pain.
 
The worms inside his cock were taking its slow time to exit out of his body. They were apparently enjoying wiggling in his passage. However, giving birth to them would take a long agonizing process as each would pop out one by one. The hole to which Jo inserted his cock began to rub its lips up and down his shaft by massaging and squeezing his length to help the flow of the worms to come out. The mouth became very translucent and even though it was dark, a glow emanated from within the oral cavity of the ground to reveal hundreds of maggots, leeches, grubs, and all other slithering nightcrawlers.

"Your sexual flesh is being transform to suit my needs" the collector replied. The first worm was slowly inching its way into Jo's inner passage of his cock as it left slimy entrails in its wake. It's body became very ridged, segmented, and ribbed, not to mention harder and it was now slowly scraping against the fleshy walls without damaging it as best as possible. The slime that it left behind served as a stimulant which helped to force his cock to go hard and erect.
 
His eyes widened as he felt and saw the worm coming out of his cock. It was just too much for him to handle and his eyes rolled and he fainted, leaning against the object as he stayed there unconcious

(sorry it's so short. writer's block)
 
The worm stuck its head out and as it slowly wiggled, it revealed its gory color and as it further pushed itself out, the worm began to whiplash its body in a frenzy motion like a snake tongue flickering about in the air. Much of the enduring stretch came when its fat central body was pushing its way out of the boy's tiny cumslit and when it finally passed through it, the rest of its long tail followed leaving a slimy sensation to flow out of his cock. It then plummeted into the pit below the boy with a long bridge of goo connecting to the boy's cumslit to the tail end of the worm just before he collapsed into unconsciousness. The collector watched and became somewhat displeased with the boy passing out for he was far done from delivering the worms. He then summoned the swarm of adult worms to swarm over his crotch as he personally approached the boy and extended one of its formless appendage to release a very potent chemical odor which to revive him.
 
((no problem I can do that. I'll skip to after you just gave birth to the last worm upon being revived from unconsciousness))

The boy's cock was sore and swollen, not to mention literally hot to the touch. How he endured giving birth to large grubs was beyond him. Still, the collector's prized meat was resilient in the end. The collector approached the boy and embraced him within his tentacle appendages and secreted cold slime upon his throbbing shaft to alleviate much of the pain and regenerate any damages that might have been done, or at least to remove the imflamation within his cock. After applying the soothing slime, the collector then started to stroke the boy's cock by massaging it until he was told by him that the pain was away.
 
(Thank you)

Jo whimpered as the last worm left him and he fell back into the embrace of the Collector. He curled up into his tentacles. he sighed in relief as the pain and inflammation slowly went away. He looked u and nuzzled him"Thanks for taking the pain away"he said and yawned a little"I'm tired. Can I go to sleep?"he asked, wanting to get to sleep soon.
 
Given his first time to give birth to lowly nightcrawlers, the collector decided to give leniency to the young boy. He wanted to make sure to take care of his cock for it was the most vital and important source of food and in ways, his lifeline. As Jo dozed off once again, the collector let out the same tube worm mouth and slowly opened its lips as it gradually crept up on Jo's girly quivering cock and began to latch itself on to his entire glans to begin sucking on the fleshy flavor the collector has come to appreciate its irresistible taste. Like a suckling, the tube mouth let out squelching satisfying gulps as its villi teeth began to infuse their nubs onto the actual skin of his purple berry-colored glans. The collector vibrated for he was enjoying sucking the boy to its content. For the moment, he did not go further to sexually arouse the boy for he needed to regain his energy and avoided to invoke his dormant orgasm.
 
Jo laid in the tentacles and purred lightly at the gentle suckling of his member. He regained his energy quickly as the effects of the blob kicked in some more. He yawned and stretched slowly"Morning"he said a little upset he was stall there"Am I stuck here forever?"he asked, not minding the sucking of his head
 
Jo had gained a morning wood with very hard proportions. The mouth suddenly dislodged loudly leaving his swollen glans glistening in the weak light. The scent of his cock was fresh by the time he woke up.

"You are my milk slave for as long as you exist" the collector replied "I shall take you to where you must store nourishment in your body to perform your tasks" he continued, and then wrapping more tentacle roots around the boy's body, the chamber suddenly started to change again and when it did, the collector loosened its tentacle grips and somehow disappeared leaving the boy to slide down a funnel of some sort which felt like going down one's throat. The fleshy walls were dotted with phallic large villi almost the size of the boy's arm. As he continued to fall down slowly, the funnel began to encroach a tighter space around him causing the villi to brush against his naked body until finally, the hole below him stopped his descent and forced him to enter a squat position similar to how the collector put him in when first milked him personally. The villi were probing the boy's body, sniffing as the slimy surface also glistened like his wet cock and some of its juices began to drop on his naked belly.
 
Jo frowned at that and pouted cutely"But I want to go home"he gasped as he was dropped down, moaning at the feel of the slimy vili rubbing his body. When he stopped and forced to squat, he wiggled a little. He was impatient so he quickly bored of the rubbing"If you want to feed on my cum, I'm going to need to be stimulated"He said a little pissed. He hated having to wait.
 
As the boy was stuck in a position, one of the villi began to inch its way towards the boy. It soon began to swell up and elongate itself from the wall. When it sensed the heat of the boy's cock, it began to react by bending its tip to face down the boy's cumslit. The tip however was blunt like a horse's cock and it began to shape its tip until it resembled something close to a mouth of a puppet. It looked down on his glans and began to press its mouth over the boy's cumslit and adheres to its surface. The villi further pressed down the boy's cock until a bulge started to push out from its tip and began wedging an opening into the urethra and started to secrete a fluid that easily evaporated and become absorbed by the boy's glans which then started to make it extremely warm and tingly. The other villi began reach his cock and started to rub its tip up and down his length leaving a stimulating slimy entrail on the boy's length.
 
He looked and watched the villi stretch out. He bit his lip, thinking it'd try to penetrate his cock until he saw it change and clamp onto the opening. He let out moans at the feeling of the villi rubbing his cock and make it feel warm"Mm, that's how it should be. Gentle and feeling good"He said, relaxing as he enjoyed the treatment, his member slowly throbbing to warn he'd be cumming soon.
 
The villi secreted more of the chemical to intensify the tingling and warmth sensation to surge down his entire cock as the others hastened the pace of lubricating his cock. The behavior while, untrained to the boy, was different as it had a purpose for such a task. Below him awaited the hatchery and his cock was being merely prepared for the task. The villi were merely prepping the boy to be on the threshold of an orgasm. The main villi continued to widen its mouth as it was engulfing more of the boy's glans while making squelching sounds. The collector had been observing the boy's sexual stimulation and it was pleased to see him get aroused. If he could hold it in for as long as he can, then he would become very useful. Anticipation and patience was what ran through the collector's mind. Then he sensed the boy's orgasm beginning to stir more. A couple of villi that later joined the orgy began to elongate themselves and started to wrap around the base of the boy's cock and began to gently squeeze in a pulsating rhythm.
 
He moaned happily as they rubbed his cock more. he hips rolled slowly, as he started breathing rapidly"Mmm, I'm getting close"He said as the two wrapped around his cock. He leaned back, head rolling as he moaned in pleasure. His hands started rubbing his nipples and small breasts gently, holding out on cumming but it was getting harder.
 
As the boy squirmed and became highly aroused, his entire cock began to swell up from the lace of chemical applied to his exposed skin. His glans however started to swell up slightly out of proportion. The time nearly came and most of the villi began to cease their activities leaving the three to finish up the rest. The two coiled around his shaft squeezed harder after stroking his length dozens of time before they rested at the base of his shaft and began to slowly cut blood circulation to his cock. The main villi let loose intensive vibration and additional toxic chemicals to maintain the tingling sensation for as long as it could be maintained. The funnel started to shift slightly and the boy began to sink further down once again. What awaited down below was a scene from Hell. Jo would find out that he was not alone and as the opening widened up, a choir of moaning and agonizing cries started to echo louder with every second amidst the shrilling alien sounds and squelching noises.
 
Jo groaned happily, eyes closing as he felt so good and was about to cum when the funnel shifted and he started hearing moans. The moans turned him on as he was about to cum. He held his orgasm for as long as he could as he tried to see what was going on below him. He wondered if he wasn't the only one to be kidnapped like this and he wondered who was caught with him.
 
From the ceiling to which Jo was to come out of, a series of tentacles outlined the orifice and when he started to fall through, they all entangled him and quickly lowered into a hatchery chamber where it was filled with organic alien-like pods of all shapes and sizes and each seemed to breathe and pulsate alive. In their bellies from its thick translucent membranes were wormy creatures that inhabited it swimming around thick cloudy liquid of somekind. The first thing that would hit Jo was the intense potent smell of sex that saturated the crowded hatchery. The source was coming from all the futas and feminine boys that were entrapped in odd encasements where their cocks were being serviced and milked to nurse the unborn young ones in all types of manner. What's most interesting were the clothes they were wearing. They depicted from various eras within a span of over a century. How they all came here to this domain and why they have not aged was a mystery, but they all had something in common. All their dicks were enslaved by the purple cocksleeve and all were here to nurse the newborns and feed the collector.
 
Jo gasped as he looked around and seeing all the people that looked like they had been trapped in there for a while. He renewed his struggling and tried smacking the tentacles away, not wanting to live here forever. He didn't like it that much"Let me go. i don't want to be here"He begged, smacking at some tentacles. He was going to fight back now as much as he could and wouldn't stop unless he got out or died.
 
Despite his fears from limited knowledge of the collector's domain and his fate, the boy's struggle was in vein. Sensing hostile and uncooperative behaviors, the tentacles sprung into action and seized his limb and restrained them to deny him any movement as he was dragged to an area heavily crowded with many organic pods. Many futas and femboys were seen squatting down or bending over as their dicks had been latched to by the orifices of the pods as they were milking them of their cum to feed the unborn ones who have yet to hatch. Others were confined to the alcoves in the wall where they were subjected to ghastly treatment.

One particular futa was a saloon prostitute dating to the late 19th century was strapped to a wall and stripped down to her ankle boots, stockings and lingerie. Her cock was being fought over by fat plump grubs quarreling over to see who would get to suck on her glans. Her breasts were fairly large and maggots were oozing out of them. She was agonizing loudly because her state of arousal was kept in limbo.

On the other side, a safari traveler much like Jo seemed to grunt excruciating. A boy who had black jagged hair reaching down his shoulder and appeared to be the same age as he is. The hapless boy was naked save for his boots and kneesocks. He was held in the same position Jo was when he got groped in the funnel. A large tubular tentacle latched on to the boy's glans but his foreskin wasn't peel back and its lip covered the mouth of the tentacle as it continued to suck him off very intently as was indicated by the boy's eyes rolling back into his sockets.

As the ceiling tentacle dragged Jo to the designated spot. Before him was the most unusual pod. It resembled something like a onion-shaped paper lantern, but it was so transparent that he could see leeches swimming around anxiously waiting to be fed. Behind a pod was some sort of structure with an inclination of design. The tentacles forced the boy to kneel over the pod and pushed his body against the structure as his arms were being restrained above him while slimy tentacles from the structure wrapped around his thighs, hugging his body towards it and aligning his swollen cock over the anal orifice of the pod which began to pucker loudly and slowly approached his throbbing glans.
 
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