Ivan was on his morning run down the beach front. The sun was rising, the air was cold but warming up, and the streets, empty. It was just Ivan listening to his favourite music on his headphones. He stopped to watch the sun rise above the sea, seeing the water glowing a mix or orange and red, as lit slowly formed into a bright yellow. The street around him started to light up in the morning sun, after enjoying the view, he continued his run.
Ivan reached the end of the beach path and started to head back. He had run 5 miles across the city beach, now it was time to head back home. He turned his head and behind him was a man, cloaked in black fabric, holding what looked like a gun in his hand. Before Ivan could think he heard the sound of a gunshot, and his vision turned black.
Unbeknownst to Ivan, he was carried inside a unmarked black car and driven away to a secret unknown base.
In this world there is a form of heroes and villains, but super-powers are non-existent, yet. The heroes are the people who fight the villains, usually people who are strong, or very intelligent. But slowly each Hero disappeared, every single person known to the world as a protector vanished, never to be seen again, leaving one big villain to go unchecked. That Villain was unable to be caught, Dr. Z… or at least that’s what people who worked with him called him, but before they could gain more information from anyone under questioning, they would instantly die. The cause of death, a microscopic chip placed in the brain, that instantly caused the victim to die.
The Dr was known for kidnapping people, who would never be seen again. Each location a person was taken was marked with a red circle with, ‘Dr. Z’ in the centre. But the kidnappings became too random to locate where the Dr worked from. And with no hero’s and only the police to find him, the Dr was left unchecked.
The people he took, people assumed where tested on or killed like the people who where questioned about him. Today Ivan is about to find out the truth.
Ivan began awakening, he originally thought he had died, but in reality, he was in a much worse place. Ivan started to feel weird, like he couldn’t move, when he looked his arms and leg’s where held in place in a ‘X’ shape, but he didn’t feel his weight pulling him down hurting his arms, he felt weightless, the restraints only forcing him into place. Ivan was a big guy, he usually feels his weight when working out, doing sit ups, pull-ups, the whole ordeal. He was a body builder, with big budging muscles, and perfect skin. Looking down he noticed he was naked, his muscles on display to the world. Ivan looked down his pecs, and abs, down to his cock. It was big, about 6.5 inches soft, 9 inches hard, and really thick. With a pair of massively sized balls and a low hanging sack. Further down, his big thick legs, and perfect size 15 feet, he was just hanging in the air, feeling the cold sterile air hitting his naked body.
Ivan looked around, it was a purely white room, like a doctor’s office. Infront of him was a wall with a big glass window, the other side too dark to see into. To his right, a big metal plate, about 5 feet in hight and 4 feet in width. Ivan thought it must be too small to be a door, but that was the only exit.
“Help… Help!...” Ivan tried to shout, but nobody came. Instead, he heard the sound of machinery moving around him, in the walls. His restraints began slowly moving Ivan to the centre of the room, away from the wall he was up against his body floating in the air, approaching the glass opposite him. He couldn’t see the room through it, only a shadowy figure stood there, standing above a console with glowing lights.
The figure pressed a button, and a hatches opened from the ceiling, several long robotic arms started to wiggle out, hovering around the exposed Ivan. They started to examine him, as if a doctor would, doing a full physical exam. Checking Ivans muscles, his mouth, ears, eyes, nose, cock, feet, legs. All must have been fine, as the hands hovered again.
Another button was pressed, and each hand moved again, this time the hands started to warp, becoming razers and clippers. They started removing every hair from Ivan. “Stop… Please… I’ll do anything, Please stop”, Ivan shouted, scared about the sharp razers so close to his skin. But the hands continued, until Ivan was perfectly shaved from head to toe. Then a thick foam from another hand began to be applied to the all of the skin, it felt normal, then it was washed off.
The foam was designed to prevent hair growth, it fills the pours and follicles, burning the remaining follicle never to regrow.
Ivan was left hairless, more exposed than before. Another button was pressed, one of the hands morphed into a long sharp needle, it was thin, but still horrifying to see. The hand moved behind Ivan, and with a fast swift motion, pierced the back of his head, and skull, injecting something into his brain. He couldn’t feel it, but he felt the needle piercing his skin.
The injection was a small control chip, it adapts quickly, turning the brain into a type of CPU. Allowing outside access to use the brain without the need for the person who has the chip inside of them. But it also allowed people from the outside access to anything inside the brain, meaning every thought, or memory could be edited, moved, deleted. Or for more memories to be placed inside.
Ivan watched another button be pressed, this time the hands didn’t move, a new panel from the floor below Ivan opened. A large flat device with a hole in the centre raised up. It kept raising up towards Ivans cock and balls. Eventually the device completely encased his junk, on the outside was a wrench symbol, that slowly rotated as the machine worked.
On the inside, hidden from Ivans view the machine worked its ‘magic’. The goal of the machine was simple, to turn Ivans genitalia into a working vagina. The machine injected Ivan’s entire groin with a powerful numbing agent to ensure he didn’t feel a thing, this prevented movement which may alter the working of the machine. Tiny hands worked inside, cutting away, ensuring nerves where kept intact, and skin that could be used for the internal genitals where kept. Eventually Ivans penis was detached and dropped down the tube to be disposed of, a hole was pushed deep inside Ivan, and skin stitched around it. His urethra and other tubes where placed deep inside. His cock head placed exactly where a clit would be, however due to the size of his previous cock, only part of it was needed, the remaining nerves placed deep inside.
The machine started to finish up, specialised glue put on the wounds forcing them to heal almost instantly. The wrench on the front of the machine clicked and glowed bright green, showing it was complete. And the machine started to pull back down into the floor. The panicked Ivan looked down, seeing what the machine was doing. As the machine lowered, Ivan got his first glimpse of his new vagina. Seeing the perfect lips all fat and puffy from the surgery, it began to get wet and started to ache, in a sort of way his cock would get hard, but this time, he didn’t have a cock, he had a pussy.
“What? What the fuck! Please stop, let me go!” Ivan shouted, horrified of what’s to come if the Dr could do this to him, what else would happen to him.
The cloaked figure pressed another button, this time a hand floated in front of Ivan, it’s hand warping into a type of laser. It got close to Ivans left pec, and began shooting a dark blue beam into his skin, it moved rapidly, but it didn’t hurt. When it finished Ivan had his first tattoo. Only this one was a barcode with a number written above it. Clearly displaying he was not the first, and this number and barcode was made for him.
Finally, one last button was pressed. Again the arms didn’t move. This caused Ivan to shiver, last time this happened he lost his cock, what other important thing would they take from him now.
Ivans metal cuffs, vibrated, detaching from his arms and legs, but his limbs where still locked into place. The cuffs started to move up his arms and legs. They clamped shut on his upper thighs and upper arms, it felt tight. The cuffs started to move, not off Ivan, but it felt like a vibration on his limbs. Then they glowed green once again, Ivan noticed his feeling in the limbs vanished. His previously moveable fingers and toes didn’t move. He tried again, but they just didn’t. The cuffs made the sound of gas releasing. And Ivan’s limbs dropped to the ground. Ivan looked in horror as his muscular limbs fell from his body, with a *THUD* to the ground.
Ivan just started to sob, but the machines continued their work. The cuffs, now just metal plates attached to the end of his stumps clicked and pushed out a ring from the end, something a hook or chain could attached too.
The figure pressed one final button and disappeared into the darkness Ivan floated towards the metal plate on the wall. His sumps remaining in the ‘X’ position they were previously, and the arms attached chains to each one, tying him to the panel, his body perfectly fitting onto it. They chains were tight, no way of movement. Suddenly, the weightlessness Ivan felt disappeared, he was held against the panel by the chains. His body feeling lighter than usual, from his missing limbs, but still slightly painful being held up by his new arm stumps.
The arms started to return to the panels in the ceiling, dropping Ivan’s limbs into the floor panel to be disposed of. Ivan just stayed in his place, unable to move, or escape… even if he did, he couldn’t run like he use to, or use a phone, there wasn’t even a door to the room, where would he go?
Ivan cried, looking at the metal panels covering his arm stumps and leg stumps, then down at his missing cock. He couldn’t tell what he missed more.
He stayed there for hours, just crying, shouting for help, and begging for someone to come save him, nobody did. The lights in the room turned off, it must have been night. But Ivan didn’t want to sleep, he just wanted to go home. Ivan only drifted off to sleep for a few hours, he could only stay awake for so long after his traumatic day.
Waking back up, he thought it must have been a bad dream, he went to touch his face… but reality hit him, it was real, and he was still attached to the panel he went to sleep on. Ivan felt like he needed his morning piss, but he couldn’t go to the bathroom, he couldn’t move. He tried to hold it, but it became too much, his bladder started to release, he felt it filling inside his newly made vagina, then gushing out of his puckering lips. It was embarrassing, he felt used. The floor began to puddle with a yellow piss, slowly going down the hole in the centre of the room, where Ivan’s cock and limbs where sent.
Ivan finished, sitting there with pee dripping down his legs onto the floor. Then he heard the machine start to move in the walls once again. The panel Ivan was attached too began to move. It started to spin around, the white doctors room moving away as the room behind the panel was revealed.
Ivan looked around as the panel moved. The new room was filled with red glows in a giant dark room. Ivan’s panel stopped; he was able to get a good look around. Below him was an endless deep pit of darkness filled with red flashing lights, above him the same, the same to his left and right. But in front of him, about 20 metres away was another wall with the same red lights. But the lights where connected to something. Looking closer, squinting his eyes, he saw a man, his body mutilated just like Ivan’s, with a headset over his head rapidly flashing red lights in his eyes, his body being abused by machines.
Before Ivan could have a proper look at the machines, his panel began to float out from the wall, it spun around to the centre of the large dark chasm, a new panel floated towards him, then moved towards the hole left in the wall from Ivan’s removal. Ivan began slowly floating down the long corridor. Each wall covered in perfectly spaced apart people in the same position as Ivan. The panel sped up, moving so quickly, Ivan’s breath kept getting caught. Then he could see the end, the wall splitting into a corner, the panel slowing down, and turning right, speeding again to the end, then turning right again. When turning the panel slowly moved to a free spot, Ivan’s panel attaching to the wall with clicks and vibrations, locking it into place. Ivan got a proper look at the men, they was to the sides of him, below and above him. “Hello? What’s happening? Wa…” Ivans words cut off getting a closer look at the men.
Their eye’s mindlessly staring at the red lights from the headset, a mask covered their nose and mouth with a tube that came from the wall. Two dildos was below them, one into the ass, the other into the vagina, all rhythmically pounding the man as he sat there accepting it, just mindlessly staring at the screen. Two tubes with metal heads pressed against his nipples with long tubes also connecting to the panel he was connected too. And he got a closer look at the things holding his limbs in place. They where tubes. Ivan couldn’t see past the metal plates, but his was the same. The mans was pulsating and glowing red, holding the man tight against the panel. His body was covered in sweat dripping down onto the man below, the same as the dildos, pounding his holes, the lube and juices dripping down.
Ivan looked up, seeing the man above him, his holes also being fucked, he saw the lube dripping down, some getting onto his face, unable to wipe it off.
A voice began to speak, it sounded robotic.
“BONDAGE SUCURE… PANEL PREPAIRED… DRONE READY FOR PROCESSING… INITIALISING DRONE PROCESSING…”
Ivan looked around wondering where the voice came from but saw nothing. He heard something open above his head, a screen slowly lowered in front of him, it was empty, not turned on yet.
“ACCESSING DRONE #19274028… ACCESS GRANTED… DOWNLOADING DATA…”
The screen turned on, a loading bar started to load, in bright red text with a pulsating red bar growing as the percentage grew larger.
“PROCESS 50% COMPLETE… PROCESS 75% COMPLETE… PROCESS COMPLETE… ANYLYSING DRONE BRAIN WAVES… PLEASE WAIT”
Ivan watched the screen, the loading bar disappeared, only a small logo remained, ‘Dr. Z’ in a red circle. That was the point Ivan knew what was happening. He had been taken by the Dr. He knew this wasn’t good, nobody ever came back after he took them. Nobody would be coming to save him, he would have to endure the Dr’s plan, hoping one day he could escape and regain his limbs, unaware they had already being incinerated.
“BRAIN WAVES ANALYSED… DRONES FETISHES PROCESSED AND ACCEPTED… CREATING BEST STIMULUS FOR DRONE”
The ‘Dr. Z’ disappeared from the screen, a slow rotating red spiral began appearing on the screen, with occasional text flashing.
“STIMULUS CREATED… UPLOADING TO MONITOR… CREATING JOINT PATHWAY FROM DRONE TO SCREEN… CREATING JOIN PATHWAY FROM SCREEN TO DRONE… CONNECTION ESTABLISHED…”
The screen changed, playing a porn video under the spiral, it was Ivan’s favourite porn video. The one of the muscle man being used as a human dildo, chained up while two muscle twinks use him to pleasure themselves. Then another, the one of the man being cucked, forced to watch his husband being fucked, while the cuck received small penis humiliation from the cuck chair. Then another, one of a man with huge muscles wearing a chastity cage, riding huge dildos. The videos continued.
“DRONE STIMULUS SUCESSFUL… INITIATING SOUND PROTOCAL…”
Ivan tried to look from the screen, but he couldn’t, it wrapped around his head, covering his while vision, he had to watch and listen to the porn playing on the screen. He looked around, unable to see where the sound was coming from, or a way to not watch the screen. The sound coming directly into his brain from the chip in his head, the porn playing from his memories and replaying it on demand, the porn changing to find one that would successfully make Ivan watch.
“DRONE REFUSAL NOTED AND DENIED… STARTING PORNOGRAPHIC UPLOAD…”
The porn changed, it was porn Ivan had never seen before, but memories popped up inside his head, as he watched deja vu of seeing it before kept hitting him. Like his memories changed in real time. Ivan watched, wondering how it was happening. But watching, nonetheless.
“DRONE ACCEPTANCE NOTED… INITIATING PHASE 2…”
Ivan watched the screen trying to figure out how he had seen this before. Without him knowing, a tube began pushing into Ivans mouth, Ivan caught off guard opened up, the device taking advantage of the gasp and shoving deep inside, causing Ivan to choke. Then a panel of metal pushed up the tube and connected to Ivan’s face, covering his mouth and nose, forcing the tube to stay inside even with Ivans protest. The device formed some kind of noise, locking onto the lower part of Ivan’s head, preventing removal completely.
“PHASE 2 ALMOST COMPLETE… GAS PRODUCTION NOW STARTING…”
Ivan felt a warm air fill the mask, without any other choice, Ivan inhaled, it tasted metallic. After a few moments of breathing, Ivans mind began to go foggy, his mind being altered slightly by the air he had no choice in breathing. Still he tried to prevent it, wriggling his head, trying to remove the device, with weak drawn-out movements.
“DRONES REFUSALE OF PHASE 2 NOTED AND DENIED… INITIATING GAS MIXTURES… CONECTING GAS PRODUCTION TO PORN SCREEN… CONECTION SUCESSFUL… DEPOSITING MIXTURES.”
Ivan watched the screen, it was playing a video of a sexy muscle man showing off his feet, pits, ass and dick, telling the viewer how musky it is, and how pathetic the viewer was. The viewer was Ivan.
The gas grew warmer, filling with another load of gas. This time the metallic taste was mixed with a musky smell, a horrid smell to the average person, a mix of cheesy feet, sweaty workout pits, unwashed foreskin, and musky balls filled the mask. Ivan had no choice but to obey. Breathing in the mixture, he felt so immersed in the video, like he was being spoken to by the man on the screen. The man called Ivan so many names, but Ivan didn’t care, the man was hot, Ivan loved the man, Ivan always loved that man, Ivan loved feet, pits, ass, dick, all as dirty as possible. Well… that’s what the chip was forcing him to remember. Previously Ivan was mostly a vanilla guy, now he loved being called a “dirty bitch” and a “useless fa**ot”.
“DRONE ACCEPTANCE OF PHASE TWO NOTED AND ACCEPTED… INITIATING PHASE THREE… FURTHER STIMULUS PREPAIRING…”
Two small tubes began coming from the sides of Ivans chest, under his arm stumps and floating in front of his chest. Ivan’s gaze too distracted by the porn to notice. The tubes where long with metal plates on the end and a hole in the centre. The tubes lowered onto Ivans chest, on top of his pink puffy nipples. The tubes sucking and providing lube to them, allowing for the stimulation to feel good.
Ivan started to drool, his mouth covering the dildo shoved inside his throat, obviously enjoying the stimulation. His vaginal started to pulsate, and leak pre-cum, telling anyone he was ready for breeding. Ivan was horny, so extremely horny. He just wanted to cum, but just sat there watching the screen, mind foggy from the musky gas.
“DRONE ACCEPTANCE OF PHASE THREE NOTED AND ACCEPTED… INITIATING PHASE FOUR… PREPARING DILDO STIMULATION…”
Between Ivans legs a hatch opened, pushing out was a two giant dildos, connected to a long metal poll on a metal panel. They hovered below his holes, pointing directly up to where they will eventually invade.
“LUBRICATION INITIALISING… DILDOS PREPED FOR USE… DRONE HOLES READY FOR STIMULATION…”
Both dildos slowly moved upwards, the whole panel moving as one. They both came into contact with Ivan’s holes, the panel stopping, locking into place. The pistons connecting to the dildos started to hum, pushing them up further, both on the brink of entering, teasing Ivan, as they rubbed around the outside of his hole, and new virgin vagina.
Ivan moaned, as well as he could through the dildo invading his throat. The gas started to pump out faster, forcing breath of more of the hypnotic gas. His mind turning more into a fog of distant memories he could no longer reach, he was now just living in the moment. He felt the dildo rubbing his hole, imagining it being the sexy dominant on the screen, then another rubbing his vagina. As the thought lingered, it faded in the fog, but the porn changed, another man sitting beside the original in the porn video, just as sexy but different to the original, Ivan imagined the other teasing his new pussy.
The dildo moved again, the one against his hole pushing deep past Ivans almost virgin tight hole. Ivan moaned. The sheer size of the dildo causing a scream of pleasure and pain from Ivans invaded throat. Muffled by the gag. It moved up inside, pushing through the hole, and the prostate, past the second hole and into the guts of Ivan. He felt so full, so useful, like he was serving his purpose. The ridges and bumps along the shaft ensured maximum satisfaction, perfectly massaging the prostate on the way in, its big bulbous head now resting deep inside Ivan. Then the one pressing against his vagina began its invasion. It pushed past Ivans tight lips, rubbing his clit as it entered the tight cavern of his pussy, it pushed deep, rubbing the other side of Ivans prostate on the way, and pushed up almost to Ivans ribs to reach the pleasure nerves placed up there. The machines paused, Ivan got to feel the feeling of being completely filled, both holes completely and totally stuffed with giant toys, his pleasure heightened so intensely.
“DRONES ACCEPTANCE OF PHASE FOUR NOTED AND ACCEPTED… ENGAGING PHASE 5 - THROAT TRAINING…”
Ivan felt the dildo inside his throat move down, it went so deep, preventing Ivan from breathing completely. Then as he was about to choke for air, two tubes wriggled into his noise, it felt itchy, and wrong, but Ivan accepted it, they moved down into his lungs, the tips expanding and allowing breathing while the dildo was choking him. His gag reflex caused some splutters, but he accepted the dildos.
Ivan sat there for minutes, enjoying the feeling of being so full, so trapped, so used. He watched the men on the screen, they flexed, calling him more names. They showed their cocks, big heavy cocks. Making fun of Ivan for having such a small dick, “A clit dick” is what they called it. Which was right in Ivans position.
Ivan was forced to sit there for an hours, until his holes completely relaxed and accepted their new toys, the hardest was getting his gag reflex under control. This also allowed time for his holes to completely open and stretch for their new toys to fuck.
“DRONES BODY HAS ACCEPTED ITS PLACE… PHASE 5 NOW COMPLETE… DRONE WILL NOW COMPLETE PHASE 6 TESTING…”
The dildos began to piston up and down, all 3 started to rhythmically move in sync with one another, out and in, out and in, out and in… over and over. Ivan got a mere second of emptiness before the dildos invaded him once again. The pain was gone, the pleasure was all he could feel. The dildos began doing their own things, going in an out one at a time, or two at once, or all moving separately. It all just merged in Ivans mind and an immense amount of pleasure. His pleasure nerves being hit continuously. As more porn flashed on the screen. More flashes of red lights. More spirals. More words
“Drone will accept their place… Drone will obey… Drone will not think… Drone like’s being Drone… Drone is a Drone… Drone likes being used… Drone is happy… Drone is Horny… Drone is incredibly Horny… Drone wants to cum for master…”
Ivan began edging closer to orgasm, it felt strange feeling so much pleasure in the way he was, but his orgasm was approaching. The dildo perfectly massaged his inner and outer clits, his prostate was perfectly punches by the ridges on the dildo, and his throat was used with such ease. All the overwhelming pleasures combined into one, Ivan began feeling his ‘cock’ prepair to shoot a load, instead his pussy got wetter, his new pussy spraying his ‘cum’ onto the dildo that continued its fucking. Ivans mind was filled with orgasmic energy, his mind convulsing with his body, he tried to fling his arms and legs around in pleasure, but the bondage kept them in place.
His orgasm lasted so long, minutes of pure pleasure rushing through his mind as every hole he had was being fucked ruthlessly.
The dildo began to stop, all pulling out of Ivans holes. As he gasped for air. His holes leaking juices and cum.
“PHASE SIX TESTING COMPLETE… ORGASM CAPABILITIES CONFIRMED… DRONES LONG TERM STORAGE CONFIRMED… INITIATING LONG TERM STORAGE PROTOCAL…”
The machines buzzed and hummed as the two dildos used for fucking where swapped with much larger ones, with the capability’s of being moved, allowing for fucking from any direction to improve stimulation. The one in the mask warped turning from a black long tube into a realistic human cock, with incredible length and girth with a giant head. It was a perfect size to fit Ivans throat and stretch it a little. The suction on Ivans nipples increased, providing new stimulation with some tiny hands inside for nipping and pinching at them.
The mask didn’t get removed, instead the metallic air turned into pure musk, the hypnotic effects stayed but smelt as if breathing the most horrific smells a man could have. Farts and burps where added to the feet, pits, cock, balls and ass smells. All rotating between one another, allowing the drone to experience whatever the porn was showing it.
“LONG TERM STORAGE PROTOCAL PREPAIRED AND READY… DRONE #19274028 READY FOR LONG TERM STORAGE, AWAITING CONFIRMATION BEFORE CONTINUING…”
Ivan sat, huffing the musk, as the screen continued to play porn, his holes continuing to drip onto the dildos below.
“CONFIRMATION RECEIVED… DRONE #19274028 LONG TERM STORAGE PROTOCAL BEGUINING… SENDING DRONE #19274028 MEMORY PATTERNS AND ALL COLLECTED DATA TO STORAGE DATABASE… DATA TRANSFER COMPLETED… DRONE #19274028 PLEASURE ENERGY UPLOADING TO ENERGY STORAGE… ENERGY CONECTION CONFIRMED, ENERGY UPLOADING… DRONE #19274028 CONNECTION COMPLETED… DRONE #19274028 IS NOW COMPLETELY INTERGRATED INTO Z-SYSTEMS… DRONE #19274028 IS NOW READY FOR ENERGY PRODUCTION… DATA RECEIVED… DRONE #19274028 STATION NOW SET TO AUTOMATIC… CONTROL TRANSFERRED TO HOST COMPUTER…”
Ivan felt the machines begin to start once again, the dildo pushing deeper down his throat, forcing him to breath the musk through his nose. It didn’t release, it stayed in his throat, the head rhythmically pounding deep inside him.
His ass was assaulted and stretched even wider by the new dildo, his hole stretched wider, he felt like he was ripping apart. His prostate was pushed and prodded by the massive bumps and rivets on the shaft and its large bulbus head. It pushed up deeper than before, Ivans belly extending showing the girth of the dildo pushing his skin out as it travelled up deeper inside his stomach, each push stimulating his pleasure further.
His pussy was last to be stimulated, he dildos pushed inside, and began to vibrate, constantly stimulating his new clits. It pushed deep, massaging his inner clit with the head of the giant dildo, the vibrations overwhelming him with pleasure. The dildo expanded automatically, completely filling him from the inside.
Then both the ass and pussy dildos started to retract out and back inside. Over and over, rapidly fucking Ivan over and over with so much pleasure. The hypno started to play faster, until just flashing red lights overwhelmed his vision, the porn basically imprinting in his brain from the flashes. The pleasure was overwhelming him his pussy started to squirt on the dildo, as another orgasm started again. It lasted for minutes, but the dildos didn’t stop. They kept going at full speed, ignoring the come-down of pleasure Ivan experienced, and post orgasm torture began.
The dildo’s continued fucking every hole they could. Ivan tried to scream; the dildo fucked his throat to shut him up. He tried to squeeze his ass, but it just made the dildo fuck harder. He tried to squeeze his vagina, trying to learn if he could move it, but it couldn’t prevent the invader fucking him ruthlessly.
He tried to move, escape his bondage, but it didn’t help. The tubes connecting to his stumps tightened, holding him closer to the wall, and restricting any movement. Ivan was then hit with another puff of gas, it making his mind all floaty and blank. He felt the post orgasm torture, but his mind became too dumb to do anything about it. He relaxed and just let the machines use him, with no energy to fight back. He didn’t feel the pleasure of being fucked like before the orgasm but just enjoyed being used by them.
After about 15 minutes Ivan started to feel pleasure once again, the dildos brining him to orgasm quick and efficiently. Then he climaxed again. This orgasm was less strong than the first, but an orgasm non the less.
“DETECTING LESSENED ORGASM… SETTING DILDO’S TO ADDAPTIVE MODE… ENITIATING EDGING PROTOCAL… SETTING ORGASM LIMIT TO 1 EVERY 2 HOURS… SETTING CONFIRMED…”
Ivan felt the toys slow down, teasing his holes, carefully and methodically massaging and pleasuring his most sensitive areas. The porn kept flashing up, his brain taking in hundreds of different porn videos at once, instantly making him horny once again. But the dildos didn’t allow for an instant orgasm. Instead turning to edge Ivan. Playing with his clit’s and prostate to maximise his future orgasm.
The dildo’s continued, Ivan became a horny drooling mess, his throat accepting the dildo fucking it, imaging it as one of the men in the videos playing rapidly in his head. Thinking the dildo’s in his ass and pussy where well endowed alpha men.
The 2 hour’s where almost up, and to bring Ivan closer to climax, the toys sped up. This time massaging his clit’s and prostate at an alarming rate. His throat dildo pushing deeper, cutting of his air unless he breathed through the nose tubes. He came closer to the edge and finally, experience a godly orgasm. He twitched and spasmed as his pussy dribbled his cum onto the dildo still fucking him. And it dripped down onto the man below him.
“CONFIRMING ORGASM… ORGASM ACCEPTED… REROUTING SETTING… SETTING’S CONFIRMED… MACHINES WILL FUNCTION SIMILARLY FOR ALL FUTURE ORGASMS…”
Ivan laid as a drooling mess, his body covered in sweat after his third orgasm, the toys not stopping but now teasing his holes, as porn kept playing. After 15 minutes Ivan regained the feeling of pleasure, and the cycle repeated.
Ivan was trapped as nothing more than an object to be used by the machines. His will, gone. His freedom, non-existent. His mind, no longer his to control.
After the first day Ivan’s body had already started to succumb to its place as another cog in the machine. His mind still slightly active, trying to fight back. But the gas he was subjected to kept his free will hidden away.
After a week, the gas was lightened to allow more of Ivan to be aware of his position. Enough to have him struggle and fight, but never win. Allowing the edging and orgasms to morph him into an object.
In a month, his mind was mush. His free will was to just be used, he started to want the machines to use him more, to be subjected to worse fates. And the chip in his head showed the machines this, allowing the machine to swap out dildos for even bigger ones, his holes becoming a massive blown out hole, to stretched to return to normal, just made to be used.
In the end Ivan was nothing more than what the other men where, objects. Objects with no other purpose than to be used by their machine masters. Without the machines Ivan would have no purpose, and Ivan liked it that way. Ivan liked his new life, but months ago, this would have been his worst nightmare.
But what was the purpose of this fate for the thousands of men inside the machines?
Dr. Z has a plan for them. He found a way of converting human energies into a new form of atoms. But the results from a few patients where not enough. He needed more subjects, a lot more.
These atoms? They where a way to alter the human body, a way to finally give someone powers. Any power, as long as the Dr had the atoms he could alter his own atoms giving him any power he wanted, the limit was endless.
One man could only create one atom with one orgasm. Meaning he would need millions of men, running around the clock to get enough atoms to completely infuse him with powers. But even that wouldn’t be enough. So he made the decision to turn the atoms into a singular machine, one he would be attached to and able to control from anywhere. Instead of turning him into a powerful super-being, he would control a machine charged by the atoms the men created with the power to do anything he wanted at will.
And with Ivan being the last human he needed to make the machine work; the Dr turned the machine on. And at last, his work was complete. The Dr had the power to do what he wanted, all he needed was 1 million men exactly, locked away deep underground in a base nobody would find, endlessly and painfully being fucked, with chips in their brains transferring the orgasmic energy to his main machine.
A perfect square of men being fucked, powering a machine in the centre, holding every single atom the men made. The men unaware of their place, as cogs in the machine of a man who now can control the world and stop anyone who gets in his way. All at the expense and lives of the men hidden away underground.
All of them, cogs in the Dr’s machine.
