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The Captured Breeder (MythicKitsune and DonVoltonus)

MythicKitsune

MythicKitsune

Super-Earth
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Dec 6, 2017
His eyes were greeted by a bright light shining in his eyes. The young man woke up with a start, shifting about uncomfortably in what seemed to be a... medical table? He felt the cold sterile metal against his skin, and a breeze between his legs. Upon looking down, the young man saw his legs bouned to stirrups, spreading his legs wide to reveal a erected cock from the cold air, a tight vagina as well as a tight asshole. He gasped and began to panic, trying to move his wrists which were bound to the medical table. A small yelp escaped from his throat: his species were often silent beings.
 
Sarovir walked into the room calmly, wheeling a tray of various medical devices, looking the young man over. "Welcome to my lab, You may call me Sarovir, if ever you desire to address me." He said calmly, taking out a tailor's tape and measuring the young man's erection, checking the length and girth of it.
 
The young man, who’s name was Quill began to panic struggling his legs against the stirrups. He squirmed around, whimpering when Sarovir took a hold of his length. His length was of typical size and shape of a slightly above adverage human being. Despite this, the cock (as well as the rest of Quill’s skin) was red in color. His shaft also had a peculiar pattern to it too: it had small textured bumps on it, and around the head had a small amount of small barbs. It twitched almost instantly against Sarovir’s hand; it seemed that Quill’s cock was very sensitive.
 
"Interesting, fairly normal size for the galactic humanoid average." He took out a smooth metal device that looked somewhat like a dildo, pressing it slowly into Quill's exposed slit, the metal shifting and swelling. It slowly grew inside him, filling out every nook and cranny of Quills inner passage, slipping through his cervix and growing to fill his womb, taking a cast of his insides before shrinking back down. "Good, high womb capacity will be useful for this."
 
Quill shifted uncomfortably around on the table, his cock leaking some precum from the head as well as from the glands on it. Suddenly he felt a small object enter his crevice down below. He gasped when he started to expand, letting loose a small cry when it entered his cervix. He watched as his stomach bulged to compensate for the increasing mass inside him. Small tears pricked the corners of his eyes at the intense pressure. Once it shrunk back down, Quill was panting heavily.
“H-Hah...!”
 
Sarovir then pulled our a smooth metal tube, slipping it a few inches in, the tube widening like a speculum as Sarovir took out a small flashlight to examine Quill's inner walls. At the same time he slid the metal device into Quill's ass, the object swelling once again to measure.
 
Despite the exotic cock, Quill’s insides were soft pink like a normal human’s. His cervix was gaping open in the slightest due to the harsh stretching it had just experienced prior. There was no evidence of a hymen, signaling his species have no hymen at all.
Quill watched as his stomach rose once again from his prostate stretching, causing him to let out another yelp. More precum leaked from him.
 
Sarovir smiled, sliding it out as he took another stretching ring with a long tool, inserting it into Quills Cervix to open in and view the herm's womb.
 
Quill let out yet another yelp, squirming around in the stirrups and binds. He felt his insides stretch open, feeling an uncomfortable amount of intense pressure build up within him. He clenched his fingers tightly on the exam table, shivering as the examiner peered inside him.
“H-Help...” he muttered quietly, panting as he watched the scientist in between his legs.
His womb felt warmer than a typical human being, as well as provided more space and safety for potential offsprings.
 
He looked over the inside with a nod, smiling slightly before removing the stretching rings one by one, then inserting one to examine the inside of Quill's ass. "Help with what?"
 
Quill whimpered when he felt his second hole stretch for the scientist’s viewing. His insides were similar to that of his womb. He looked down at Sarovir fearfully, finding himself unable to answer his question. To even hear a single word out of him in the first place is a rare sound.
“A-Ah...” he let out a small groan, body starting to relax on his restrains from struggling too much. He knew he wasn’t going to get out of this himself, and no one was probably going to help him either. He was afraid of why her was there, and what was going to happen to him.
 
He slid the devices out with a smile, pulling out a device attached to a tube, and sliding it over Quill's cock, the thing sucking and vibrating, milking his length. "I'm sure you're curious why you're here, you're going to be one of my experiments darling."
 
Quill shivered when he felt the instrument in his ass slide out. At first he thought maybe it was finally over, before he suddenly felt the device around his cock. Quill didn’t even have time to react before it started to milk him, harshly sucking on his length. Quill yelped and cried out, squirming around in his binds. His hips thrashed about as he let out another cry mixed with a moan in response to the machine draining his cock down below.
“A-AH! Ahnnn...” his body tensed up, whimpering as thick milky fluid began to leak into the tube.
 
"Interesting." He muttered, filling a beaker with it. "Is this precum, of do you simply leak ejaculatory fluids?" He curiously ran some tests as the device suckered on Quill's cock harder, milking it hard.
 
Quill bit his lip as he continued to struggle against his binds, feeling as if he was about to be drained of every single drop from the harsh sucking on his length. Some more fluids leaked out, before Qulll felt an uneasy buildup of pressure down below.
“H-Hah...!” After a couple of minutes, Quill didn’t even last long before he finally bursted, releasing thick white cum into the devise.
 
He let the device fill up a bottle with cum. "Impressive volume, the females will just love you darling." He smirked, looking over the sample before loading it into a machine.
 
Quill panted as his sample was collected. He glanced down over to the scientist, cheeks hot along with his length down below. He was already tired from the entire ordeal. With a small whiner, Quill leaned his head back hoping it was all over.
 
He smiled, putting a collar around Quill's neck, smooth and slick metal with flickering lights. "What is your name breeder?"
 
Quill panted as he glanced up towards the scientist, eyes hazy and cheeks dusted over. He now at that point completely relaxed his body against the binds; he had no energy to even fight anymore. He didn’t even know if he could answer the scientist. His kind hardly ever spoke, they communicated through their own form of sign language. With his quiet barely used voice Quill me.
“Q-Quill...
 
"Lovely name dear." He smirked. "Now, how often do your kind normally breed? I don't want to overwork you too much."
 
Quill shrunk away from the harsh medical light, gazing down as his tired cock as if slumped over with cum drilling from it into the floor. Upon hearing the word breed, Quill seemed to panic.
“Sometimes... produce... often... when needed... b-breeder?”
 
"Yes, you're going to breed and be bred for my experiments Quill." He smiled, unhooking him from the table.
 
Quill seemed to panick and immediately backed away into the wall after being released. He held a hand down over his stomach, eyes widening at the idea. His kind produced offspring rather easily, but he himself had never done so. Legs shivering, Quill knew there was no means to escape. He was a weak creature, he wouldn’t be able to escape with his own two hands.

“E-Experiments...? N-Now...?”
 
Sarovir walked over with a smile, his tail caressing under Quill's chin. "Perhaps one day, you'll have the honor of carrying my progeny....." He said wistfully. "Or at very least one of the feral whelps my seed usually bears."

He walked over to a door. "Come along Quill, your first job awaits you."
 
Quill was still shaking, whimpering in the slightest upon feeling the scientist’s tail caress his chin. Quill, he kind being those who craved attention and companionship, couldn’t bare the thought of being left alone in that dreaded room. Even though he didn’t not quite want to, the alien panicked and followed the scientist along quietly. That person was the only living creature he saw so far here, so he associated Sarovir’s face as an identity of care. He couldn’t disobey.

“H-HmmHmm...”
 
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