'... which brings us to Skye.'
Skye snaps back to attention. The meeting had been droning on for an hour, and it was all a bit too business minded and high-science for her sense.
'We are hoping Skye will provide us with a perfect personality imprint for the prototype. After this meeting, she will be performing a number of tests in order to effectively copy her personality, with all her quirks and proclivities, into our new product.'
Skye looks around, blushing at the sudden attention. Speaking is a scientist, a young woman in a lab coat. She looks almost expectant and Skye wishes she hadn't zoned out…
Skye was way over her head. She was just a simple young woman trying to to find her place in the world. And getting called in for some kind of project was the last thing she thought she'd be doing for the day. There was nothing special about her at all. If anything, maybe her extreme shyness could be considered a superpower.
"Sorry... I'm just trying to figure out what I'm needed for..."
The scientist smiles. 'As you can see, perfect for the task. Ms Styles, could you please take our subject to prepare for analysis? We shall be discussing the process in greater detail, but we don't want to impact the results.'
A young woman, dressed professionally, rises from her seat at the table. Her appearance is one of complete control; not a crease in her skirt, her dark hair restrained in a long ponytail. She gestures to the door. 'Right this way, Miss.' The door slides open in response to the gesture.
Skye hesitated for a moment, making sure that the woman was in fact referring to her. She stood up in a hurry, making her way over to the open door. Although society was well into the space age, not everything was high tech. Her own apartment was as standard as one could get. She couldn't but but gaze at all the technology around her, especially the doors that opened on their own.
They walked down an entirely white hallway, with doors lining both sides. Skye kept her head down, holding her hands together against her shirt. "Umm... what is your job here?"
She strides quickly, stiletto heels clicking against the floor. 'I'm an analyst of sorts. Lydia Styles... Lydia, if you please. It is my job to prepare you for the process of personality imprinting, and do anything in my power to make you... comfortable... with the process.'
At the word "comfortable", she glances back at Skye, not breaking stride, as if gauging her reaction. If Skye didn't know better, she'd think Lydia was being suggestive.
Skye upped her pace when Lydia seemed to be practically jogging down the hallway. They passed a few other employees along the way, which she refrained from making eye contact.
"I still don't know what's going on, or why I was chosen..." She wondered if what she had in her pants was part of the reason she was brought in.
'Put simply, we're in the final stages of developing a new product; a variation on the classically recognised species of humanoid nitrogel.' She stops at another door, opening it with a gesture.
'A new nitrogirl, colloquially. Are you familiar with nitrogirls?'
Skye's passive demeanor perked up when she heard the word 'nitrogirl'. She had never personally seen one, but had heard about periodic instances of them oozing their way into society and making quite the mess when someone couldn't resist their alluring nature.
"I-I've only heard a little bit about them. How a lot of our energy is harvested from them." She tried peeking inside the door, wondering what was inside. "W-will I be interacting with one?"
As Ms Styles lead Skye into the room, the young woman was disappointed by the absence of any nitrogirls. Indeed, the room was quite bare, dominated by what looked like some intimidating scanning equipment, and a desk with a computer terminal. A privacy screen was in one corner.
'There is a gown for you to wear; you can get changed behind the screen. Just leave your clothes there; we shouldn't need to leave this room.'
Lydia sat at the desk, crossing her long, stockinged legs and pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. 'Your role is to provide the personality imprint for our newly developed nitrogirl. You are correct that high energy products are sourced from very eager nitrogirl volunteers, by very eager employees... but it's a risky process and that... eagerness... can lead to... accidents.'
It only took her a few seconds to see everything that the room had to offer. Skye blushed a bit when she was told to change into something a bit loose fitting. Making her way over to the screen, she peeked out at Lydia to make sure she was entirely focused on the computer before starting. She had never changed her clothes this fast before, wanting to keep her secret hidden for as long as possible. Her body was completely bare underneath the gown, making her a bit chilly, her nipples stiffening against the gown. Now she was permanently blushing.
Walking back out to the middle of the room, Skye waited patiently. "How will the imprinting work? I hope there won't be any accidents..."
'Quite simply, we're going to scan your brain. Completely harmless. You'll be asked a number of questions, or be required to focus on a variety of stimuli, to calibrate the scanner.' She watched Skye from behind the screen; the slow gaze up and down her gorgeous body was, surely, the rigors of due observation and not predatory lust.
'The process is entirely non invasive. Simply lie back on the bed and it will slide into the scanner. You may feel a myriad of odd, painless sensations but nothing harmful... unless you're claustrophobic.'
Skye looked at the scanner; a cold steel platform to lie on that day before the circular tube of the scanner. The thought of being trapped inside it was horrible...
Skye sighed in relief just a bit, glad that the testing so far seemed like it would be accident free. She slowly walked over towards the scanner, running her hand along the bed. It wasn't anything to be afraid of, as it resembles a typical scanning machine that she has experienced a few times in the past at a hospital. Taking a deep breath, she carefully climbed up onto the bed and laid down, making sure her gown wouldn't expose her.
"O-okay, I'm ready..."
Goosebumps raised on Skye's legs as she made contact with the cold metal, and a shiver ran up her spine as the table slid into the machine. Lights came on, the soft pink glow mingling with the soft blue of her gown. It started to hum.
'How are you doing, Skye?' Skye heard Lydia ask, with all the concern of a 'rate your pain, one to ten.'
'Any questions before we begin? We aren't in a hurry...'
Skye gasped when she first got on top of the metallic bed, not expecting it to be so cold. Her nipples stiffened even greater, threatening to pierce right through the gown. She did her best to remain calm, making sure to listen to further instructions.
"I-I'm doing fine, just a little cold..." In the past, it was always hammered into her head that she would need to stay still while in one of these machines. And since she was shivering, she wasn't sure if anything was going to work.
"Umm... I guess, just a brief overview of what's going to happen."
Lydia's voice is transmitted into the chamber; with the ebbing lights and the soft humming, it's actually starting to get quite soothing.
'Your role is simple. You answer some questions, think hard about what we tell you to think about, and we scan. You'll probably feel very peculiar sensations. Then you get to go on your merry way and we imprint your personality matrix on our prototype nitrogirl.'
Skye almost thinks she hears another voice asking Lydia something, but it could just be the odd effect of the voice being transmitted to the scanning machine at the same time.
'If you're ready, we can begin. The questions may be of a private nature but I can assure you, nothing leaves this room. Question one: are you sexually active?'
She asks quite clinically and professionally, but as the ebbing lights flow and shift, Skye can't help but wonder how personally curious Lydia Styles is...
"Umm... well, I do touch myself at times... does that count?" She answered, wondering if Lydia could see her bright blush. One of her hands wanders down and rests on the subtle bulge of her gown, making sure nothing could detect it.
'That's perfect,' the analyst responds without a hint of irony. If Lydia noticed Skye's bulge, she didn't mention it, though the intimidating scanning equipment is surely laying bare all Skye's secrets.
The questions continued; flipping wildly between mundane and downright inappropriate. 'Have you ever used a teleporter or other spatial distortion device?' 'Have you ever had more than one sexual partner simultaneously?' On and on, until Lydia switched things up.
'Okay, Skye. You're doing fantastic. The next stage may seem a bit disorienting, but I want you to describe the sensation you're feeling. It may be touch, taste... any sense. Be as descriptive as possible.'
Skye wondered how she could possibly feel anything other than cold metal and claustrophobia when she could suddenly smell a flowery odour, like... roses...
The questions bombarded her faster than she could answer them. Some didn't make sense, while others had no point in being asked when previous answers made them pointless. Then the rather pleasant smell hit her.
"Oh wow... I smell... Something lovely, like flowers..." She described, feeling pacified by the scent.
'Good. And now?'
The sensations came and went as quickly as Skye described them; the sound of a piano, the feeling of being in a decending aircraft, the sight of grains of sand being sifted... until an odd one that had her stumped. Warm, gooeyness in her mouth, salty-sweet in flavour...
She paused, trying to place exactly what it was.
Skye struggled to figure out the current sensation. Her tongue moved around, trying to see if there really was something in her mouth. The taste was new, but it almost reminded her of a different kind of aroma.
"It feels... And tastes like something... Strange is in my mouth..." She said.
'You don't recognise it? I'm not surprised, that fits the profile, I just thought curiosity...' Lydia stops herself.
'One more, Skye, then we'll nearly be done. Something of a combination of sensation, nothing I expect you to recognise. Just do your best to describe what you're feeling.'
Skye would swear she hears footsteps near the scanner but can't look to see... probably still part of the test. Then there's a warm, tickly, almost gooey sensation... on the sole of her left foot.
'Skye? What are you feeling right now?'
Out of everything that she has felt up to this point, this seemed the most real. She wiggled her toes, which seemed to make the feeling change.
"Just something... Slimy on my foot." She said, still feeling relaxed.
Lydia murmured an affirmative.
The sensation crept up Skye's leg. It felt gelatinous, gently swishing and sucking at her skin as it climbed her calf. Her foot was engulfed now; it rippling movement of the gel around it massaging her arch, her heel and every toe all at once.
At least, that's what it felt like.
The feelings were rather nice and soothing, convincing her to relax completely. She laid there calmly, taking soft breaths as she closed her eyes.
The warm gooey sensation crept further up her leg. Her left foot felt exposed again as a ring of slime slid along her ankle; whatever Skye was being made to feel must have been about the size of a cat, a firm weight now making its way up and around her thigh.
Then she felt it tentatively touch the tip of her slightly throbbing cock, a gentle ring of lightly sucking ooze...
As if to highlight this unexpected and awkward sensation, Lydia chose that moment to speak up. 'Skye? I need you to describe what you're feeling. To calibrate the transfer...'
Every inch the sensation went, the better it felt. At first it was rather inconspicuous, but Skye quickly realized just where it was headed. You'd think she'd stop it, but for the longest while she's been craving being touched. It she said anything now, it might stop, and her secret would surely get out. Her cock swelled slowly as something approached it. All at once, she shuddered and moaned when it made contact, making her engorge even faster.
"It... It... I don't know, it's just... Incredible." She admitted.
The gooey object engulfed the head of Skye's cock. Painstakingly slowly, it crept down the length of her shaft. The weight on her thigh lessened as more of its mass transferred over. As her cock throbbed and grew, the goo moved up in unison, gaining another inch of ground with each throb.
It felt rippling, like the massage it had been giving her leg the entire journey up. Skye could hear bubbling and slick swishing as the rhythmic ebbing whirlpooled around her cock head.
It had almost reached her balls when Lydia interrupted again. 'Incredible? Can you be more... specific?'
Skye bit her lip, desperate to stifle any pesky moan that might embarrass her. Her hips rocked lightly as her towering mass was engulfed. If she had looked down, not only would she had seen her gown being tented, but surely movement from whatever was pleasuring her.
"Ohh... It's just so hard to describe... Like... Lik-" before she could finish, a deep moan finally escaped her lips.
'Is everything okay, Skye?' Lydia asked without a hint of concern. As if she knew...
Skye's balls were both engulfed, the teasing mass firmly encapsulating both of them, though it seemed spread a little thing taking the entirety of Skye's organ...
The swishing ripples focused at the base of Skye's cockhead, then ebbed back outwards, getting still at the top and constricting at the base, then sliiiiiding slowly up, like a soft hand gripping in a circle. The lower mass teased and sucked at each throbbing ball, left to right to left.
"Yes, everything is... Perfect... Don't stop this test..." She begged.
The sensations reminded her of her own hand touching herself. She realized that they must have known her secret, otherwise something would have tried thrusting into her. At this point, she might not have minded that one bit.
Her moaning continued, softly. Both hands slowly made their way to her chest, resting on her bust. If everything continued, she'd surely make a mess of the scanner. But not in the way she was thinking.
The sensations focused on the tip of her cock head and, at that point, things got a bit more... invasive.
Skye could feel her precum-dripping hole slowly stretching wider as, well, it felt like goo was slipping inside. Slowly the massaging receded from her balls and up her shaft as she was made to feel that, whatever this was meant to be, it was gently entering her body, filling the length of her shaft and making her balls throb.
It was like nothing she'd ever felt... and it felt incredible.
What little bit of pre cum that had managed to make it to her tip was quickly pushed back deep inside of her. Skye knew what sounding was, and while she never would have tried it herself, she didn't think it could feel so amazing. Her hands gently fondled her breasts, doing anything to heighten the pleasure. It wasn't just her cock throbbing, but also her balls now that felt like they might even be swelling a bit. By this point, she likely wouldn't even care if all of this really was more than just sensations.
As the last sensation of anything external to her cock abated, the sensations inside Skye's organs gradually stopped, dwindling disappointingly as her cock kept twitching and throbbing, precum leaking onto the steel table.
Though she was internally begging for release, for the sensation to continue, there was nothing.
'Skye? How are you feeling? We're nearing the end of the imprinting...'
Just as fast as it had appeared, the wonderful sensation was gone. If she could, she would have laid there all day just to experience it continuously. But alas, she had a normal life to get back to.
"I feel... nothing. Just a cold table." She finally touched her cock, folding it down against her body so it wouldn't get spotted while softening.
There was a mechanical hum as the table slid out from the scanner. Lydia was walking into the room to help Skye to her feet.
'Easy now. The imprinting is complete; you did fantastic. It can be a bit disorienting but you should feel normal soon.' Her grip was quite strong, lifting Skye upright. And the feeling of the analysts hand on the bare skin of her arm sent a shiver up Skye's spine... the throbbing sensation was still there, albeit subdued... but she still felt incredibly turned on.
Maybe just a side effect...
Skye squeaked when the table started moving. By time Lydia arrived to help get her off, her dick had softened all the way, yet her body felt like she was still rock hard and throbbing. After everything she had been through, she was feeling very good right now, allowing her to smile at Lydia rather than just blush and look away.
"That was very... different." Was all she could say about the testing. "So... what do I do now?" With how she was feeling, she hoped to get home and relieve some pent up stress in privacy.
Lydia seems to cock her head to one side slightly; she may be receiving instructions through an communication implant.
'Well, you're free to get changed back into your clothes; everything will be where you left it behind the screen. Your retainer is for 24 hours; in case we need to redo the imprint, though it appears to be working perfectly so far.'
She leaned on the table, looking Skye up and down. 'The 24 hours will give us a chance to keep you under observation. The scan is completely non-invasive but we always like to be wary of any... side effects. Of course, this is not a drably clinical facility; we've prepared one of our VIP suites to accomodate you. You are, after all, very important to us.'
"Oh, that sounds... lovely." Skye said, trying her best to hide her small bit of excitement. She didn't really have a job or anything else important going on, so a bit of a break from her simple apartment would be a nice change of pace. Once she got behind the screen and made sure Lydia wasn't looking, she quickly got dressed. Just for curiosity sake, she checked her body out, but didn't notice anything different physically. But was still feeling rather... different.
"Umm... I don't want to get lost, so... could you escort me?" Skye asked, realizing that her dormant dick seemed to throb a bit whenever she was close to this woman.
'Of course,' Lydia replied nonchalantly. When Skye emerged from the screen, Lydia was sitting on the table, waiting. 'Shame this device is so fragile and expensive...' she pondered to herself before noticing Skye's return.
Her high heels clicked on the floor as she stood. 'If you'll come this way...'
She led Skye out of the medical area and back to the halls to wait in front of an enormous lift. Standing close to the innocent young dickgirl, her tight business attire gave a full mental image of a toned, athletic body beneath.
The doors opened; a pair of women similar work clothes were inside, suddenly stepping to the two back corners of the lift. They seemed flustered at your presence, one smoothing down her skirt, blushing.
The presence of more women not only made Skye blush brighter, but made her tight jeans throb even faster. So far only a small bulge had grown, but with how things were turning out, she'd likely get embarrassed rather quickly if she doesn't get somewhere safe.
She and Lydia stepped inside. "Oh, hello... umm... what do you guys do here?" She awkwardly asked, holding her hands in front of her jeans.
The redhead stammered. 'I... uh... I'm Selina from accounting. I mostly do invoicing.'
The brunette is less tongue tied. 'I'm Nadine, HR. I mostly do Selina.'
Selina's skin matched her fiery hair as Nadine smirks. 'Wait... I processed your paperwork... you're the test subject, Skye-'
Lydia cut her off with a glare that caused even the more confident woman to cower. She shuffled closer to Selina, speaking in hushed tones; Skye picked up the words 'goo-girl' and 'experimental'.
The lift dropped them off; Selina shot Skye longing look, biting her lip, before catching up to her friend.
If Skye wasn't being affected by something, she might have caught onto the important keywords. The employees were definitely lucky that she was focused on still keeping her bulge hidden.
"Oh, bye..." Her voice trailed off when the two extra women disappeared in a flash.
"It must be nice working here..." Skye's curiosity suddenly peaked, likely because part of her mind had heard the word 'goo-girl'. "Umm... I've always been curious... would it be possible for me to observe a nitrogirl? Or something..." She asked, blushing bright.
Lydia smiles. 'Would you say you feel some affinity for the process? Or at least, curiosity?'
She types something into a notepad, and the lift stops... then shifts into the opposite direction.
'Normally there's a degree of clearance required to even observe the nitrogel harvesting process; as you can imagine, it draws a lot of... outside interest. And not merely from competitors. However, your contributions to the nitrogirl project are more considerable than the paltry compensation they're affording you; I personally think you are indispensable for the project, and should be treated as such.'
She'd gotten a bit more passionate as she talked; clearly the project is important to her.
The lift doors open. You're now in what feels more like a subterranean area; not cramped and confined though, and holograms of plant life serve to give the place a bit of life. Dozens of people are wandering from area to area; many a dressed in a uniform; a simple vest, tracksuit pants, and white trainers.
Skye didn't really know. "I've just always been curious about them. Knowing more might help if I ever... encounter one."
She listened to Lydia speech, feeling a bit awestruck that someone could be so dedicated to their job. Too bad Skye just worked some minimum wage nonsense.
When the lift stopped, Skye looked all over in awe. People, workers rather, seemed busy and moved quickly all over the place. A few had sealed containers in their arms, seemingly transporting precious cargo. "Wow... guess it makes sense to keep them all down here."
'This is the harvesting floor, where the bulk of product is gathered from the willing nitrogel volunteers. Ever since our species' met, we've enjoyed good trade relations; gathering the volatile substance they naturally produce is the chief benefit.'
Lydia led Skye down a large corridor and through a security door.
'There's an observation deck here...'
A gantry was over a number of rooms. They look almost like well furnished cells; spartan but not as unpleasant as a hospital or prison.
Most rooms had a bright green individual in them; several rooms also had women in the simple uniforms as well.
Skye's eyes went wide just to take it all in. For the first time she got to lay her eyes upon what seemed to be nitrogirls. They were a bit far away, but could tell they were definitely rather attractive. There didn't seem to be any active harvesting going on, but her cock did react accordingly, throbbing as it swelled some more.
"Wow... are they harvesting right now?" Skye asked, hoping it was the case.
'See where some glass is opaque? More often that not indicates an edger who prefers privacy when working... an edger being slang for an EDGE harvester... let's see though...'
The platform moved gently, taking Skye and Lydia closer to one of the rooms. The ceiling was see through and Skye could see the occupants clearly; judging by the edgers gathered outside, it looked almost like a training session.
'Marissa, one of our best edgers, training a group of new recruits.'
The tall, slender ebony woman had the curvy green woman laying on the simple bed, like a massage table. The woman on the table looked to be entirely made of a transparent gel, though quite humanoid; her hands were clutching at her heaving breasts as the edger tended to her massive, throbbing cock.
Marissa's hands moved expertly up and down the shaft, pumping a steady flow of precum into one of the solid containers. She noticed her audience up above; her sharp brown eyes winked under the ringlets of her brown hair and she quickened her pace. As the goo girl writhed and moaned, she seemed to rapidly approach climax... only for Marissa to slow, clenching the base of the emerald green cock.
'Marissa... is not shy...'
Skye paid close attention to everything, not wanting to miss a thing. She couldn't help but gaze at the green person, feeling herself being rather attracted to her. As well as the dark colored woman, watching at that tight grip of her worked the ooze right out of the poor thing. The bulge in her pants surged in size, wishing it was being handled just as roughly. If Skye wasn't so shy, she'd easily be asking to take the green one's place.
"I... can see that..." Skye said, gulping. Her bulge grew so large that even her hands failed to hide every bit of it. "So... I've heard that, well... bad stuff happens if you... work them too much..."
'Bad is a matter of perspective...' Lydia murmers, transfixed by the writhing nitrogel girl and the beautiful woman who was milking dangerous fluid from her. The analyst remembers herself, composure coming back over her.
'Yes, well. Nitrogel girls have an unusual reproductive cycle. They can be teased like that for quite some time, but pushing them over the edge results in a considerable release of energy... put simply, if a careless edger were to make a goo girl climax, she'd explode, and the edger with her.'
Lydia gestured at Marissa who was working the whimpering goo girl towards a peak again. 'Hence, edger.'
Skye gulped, realizing how much danger everyone down there was in. Luckily she was up here, with enough problems to deal with.
"I hope that doesn't happen too often... Maybe we should leave just in case... Marissa slips up." Skye suggested. Though it was likely because she wanted to hide her throbbing secret from everyone.
'Don't worry, Skye. I've seen Marissa handle goo girls begging to explode that even I couldn't resist... I mean... that is to say, she is quite adept at finding a happy medium between flow rate and safe practice.' Lydia fumbled with her words; the display below them clearly has her a bit distracted.
'Naturally, that isn't always the case. We have no shortage of recruits, though, despite our admittedly high fatality rate in trainees... the job has its appeals, you know...'
Noting Skye's desire to leave for now, she guides her back to the lift.
Skye sighed in relief once they got back to the calmness of the lift. Even so, her pants stayed tight, feeling ready to split open, her cock not wanting to calm down.
"24 hours you say? I hope there's stuff for me to do here... What's my room look like?" She asked.
'Well, we're not a standard entertainment facility but we have our fair share of intrigues.' The two of tem quickly returned to the lift; a tall, athletic redhead and a short, brown skinned woman watched them with interest at a water station as they left.
'While we can assign a member of security to show you around but I'm more than happy to give you a personal tour of anything you'd like to see.'
She ponders for a minute. 'Lets see... the edgers have a gymnasium. There's the zoology wing, a lot of the live specimens are fun to see. Of course, if nitrogirls are of interest, we could view some of the relevant training material; some of it gets quite intense...'
The lift doors opened; the floor it stopped on looks almost like a modern hotel.
"you've been quite nice, and helpful... But you don't need to keep guiding me... Unless you want to."
Skye pondered her options. Part of her just wanted to hide, while another secretly wanted to seek out help for relief. When the doors opened, she wished she could just always live here.
"Well... If the training material is safe, maybe I'll go check that out." She decided.
Lydia walked briskly down the hallway; holographic artwork splashed colour along the walls and ceiling as they passed. It was mesmerising.
'Oh, the training material won't harm you, but I don't know if I'd call it safe. Some of the cautionary documentation is quite... risqué.'
A door to the left now; Lydia held her palm over a panel and opened it. Inside looked like a luxury hotel room. Wide open windows let in sunlight and showed the cloudscape beyond, other towering structures piercing up around the building they were in.
The furnishings weren't just comfortable, they were opulent. Large, cushy sofas, a small kitchenette, an a holoscreen projector... like a five star hotel.
'As I said... VIP.' Lydia opened double doors to the bedroom; an enormous four poster bed was within, mahogany furniture all around.
'I would recommend viewing the training material from the comfort of your own lounge... or the bedroom.'
Skye might have been impressed with the rest of the facility, but her temporary room was simply out of this world. She let her hands fall from her pants, not even worried about her secret as she took everything in. She'd do anything to live here.
"Oh, is it just like browsing channels?" She picked up a remote and played with the living room projector. She might end up in the bedroom, but wanted to make sure she knew how to work it before sending Lydia off.
Skye's bulge was noticeable now, and though she tried to distract herself, it just wasn't abating; her hormones were going crazy, and everything was starting to look like a sex toy. The sofa was something plush to grind against, the bed was somewhere she could stretch out to her fullest and just spend her time making an absolute mess of herself... the analyst was so many warm, wet holes she could slide into.
The analyst... Lydia... spoke into her sleeve. 'Queue up edger training material to room seventy-three fourteen, access code triple eight six two.' A menu appeared on the holoscreen.
Lydia walked up to Skye and stood very close next to her.
'The videos on Techniques and Methods are very informative. I've watched them several times over, strictly to see what the girls downstairs recommend for working a long, hard cock until the owner begs to explode... but if you're looking for something a bit more interesting, may I draw your attention to the final category...'
She placed her hand over Skye's, directing the remote to highlight the final, red-text category: What Not To Do.
The room, the screen, Lydia... everything was making Skye starting to feel hot and bothered. Rather than hide it, she savored the feeling of her cock throbbing madly within her tight jeans, making her belt strain to keep it held prisoner.
Skye saw the categories come up, each somehow sounding more arousing than they should be. So many teaching how best to handle the slimy women, and to collect their vital substance. Even with a big, bold letter category trying to steal her gaze, she couldn't help but spot the zoology category.
"I didn't know you involved... animals in this..." She said, her breathing heavier, heart racing.
'In addition to harvesting fuels and such, our company has a strong interest in the flora and fauna native to the nitrogirl home planet.'
Lydia's fingers hadn't left the remote; she scrolled upwards, her thumb lightly stroking the back of Skye's hand.
'Given that the nitrogirls breed exclusively through violently explosive sexual encounters, often with species outside their own, the animals native to the planet have mostly adapted to them.'
She picked one menu item. A video of an odd creature, like an armor plated horse, started to play.
'As you can see, Samson here is a fine example of fauna having adapted to the presence of the nitrogirl life form. Note his hard plating that covers him entirely, even his underbelly... and the length of his long, hard shaft.'
The shining, silvery cock was brought into view on the screen. Skye could see that the person holding it, her hands appearing tiny around the throbbing shaft, was stroking gently.
'We train some of our more advanced edgers to draw samples from the wildlife,' Lydia explained as the hands started to stroke the armored cock further along the shaft.
'As you can see, anyone who completes the training knows how to work a cock with no fear.'
Skye's focus on the horse creature, and it's cock, was so intense that she didn't even register what Lydia was doing. She gazed at the massive length of armored meat, her cock throbbing even harder she watched a hand stroke it. Her free hand slowly slid down to her jeans, resting atop the throbbing bulge to squeeze it gently.
"I-I've always loved horses... and Samson is a beautiful one..." Skye moaned very softly as she continued watching. "C-Could we go see him? And... Does he..." She looked at Lydia, still managing to blush deeply even with ecstasy flowing through her. "Breed with nitro girls?"
'I'm sure something could be arranged. For now, enjoy some of the training videos, have something to eat, take a shower, freshen up. I'll go talk to some of the people in zoology; I won't be long and I'm always just a quick call away if you need me for anything.'
Lydia went to leave, but before she did, she talked into her wrist again. 'Queue up the video logs from the nitrogirl/bulwark interaction experiments, room seventy-three fourteen, access code triple eight six two.' She winked at Skye. 'Enjoy.'
When Lydia left, Skye didn't know what to do. Her mind was a battle between her shy self and the overwhelming surge of lust and ecstasy that coursed through her. She paced around the apartment, still breathing quick while moaning softly.
"What is getting into me... How could I look at that horse's..." She used both hands to squeeze the entire length of her bulge. "Cock..."
She did feel a little hungry, so upon opening the fridge, she was met with everything imaginable. In the meat drawer, her eyes went wide when spotting something that resembled something from earlier. It was a long, thick, juicy kielbasa sausage. She immediately grabbed it, opening it up and wrapping it with a paper towel, then microwaving it. Her mouth watered heavily, and once the beeping sounded, she quickly grabbed it and ventured into the bedroom.
Skye sat on the edge of the bed, sausage in hand as a video started up into front of her. Even before anything arousing appeared, she was already sucking on the hot slab of meat.(edited)
'I get to go splat, right?'
There was no picture to the recording yet, only voice; the feminine, girlish voice sounded excited. There was also the huffing of a large creature, and the sound of a stomp.
'Project ID sixteen-oh-three, nitrogirl/bulwark interaction. Present Doctor-'
'I get to go splat, right?'
'Doctor Midori Tai, Senior Scientist, R&D. Dr Lydia Styles, Research Analyst, R&D. And of course...'
'I get to go splat, right?'
'sigh fucking goo girls... Cinder, who gets to go splat.'
'Yay!'
The camera came online. The armored beast, Samson, was there, along with a diminutive nitrogel girl, Cinder. She waved as the camera. She was tiny, with perky breasts and a pussy rather than the cock every other bright green nitrogirl had appeared to have so far. Her emerald green eyes were wide and she quivered with excitement. Her hands couldn't hold still, fingertips dipping into her own gooey form, in and out.(edited)
Skye had been sucking on the sausage gently when only audio came through, anticipating what might show up. A cute voice kept interrupting, revealing to be a nitrogirl when the video feed switched on. Skye and her could compete on who was the cutest. And that pussy of hers...
"Is she really going to take him?" Skye mumbled, then stuffed the sausage back in. She'd suck it in a ways then pull back out. Her gaze didn't leave the screen, cock throbbing as it wished to be in the room with them.
'Now, Cinder, do you remember your very fucking simple instructions?' The voice speaking, Dr Tai, seemed quite curt, almost unprofessional... but clearly in charge of the experiment. Cinder nodded enthusiastically. The long flow of gooey hair down her back bobbed and ebbed, mixing with the goo that formed her torso.
'And what were they?'
'I get to fuck Samson!' She gave a little jump of excitement, eyeing the massive cock only a few feet away hungrily.
'Yes. And?'
'And I get to go splat! As hard as I want!'
'When?'
Cinder looked puzzled. 'Um...'
Another sigh. 'You can climax... you can go splat when I tell you you can go splat. Is that fucking clear?'
Cinder gives a meek nod.
'That'll have to fucking do. Go fuck the horsie.'
'Yay!' The petite nitrogirl dashed over to Samson, who didn't even budge despite the sudden movement. She stroked his silver face adoringly, whispering in his ears. Then she got down on her knees; her pussy was already dripping with precious nitrogirl precum down her skinny, emerald thighs.
Everything seemed innocent at first. Once Samson came into the picture, Skye didn't care about what else was going on. Her hunger of the food kind got the best of her, biting the end off. Once she swallowed, she hungrily sucked the warm juices out.
Only a miracle was keeping her pants in one piece at this point. Her cock was raging within her jeans, feeling like a bomb ready to go off. One of her hands slowly ventured down to the hot bulge, tenderly rubbing the surface.
On the video, Cinder was placing small kisses from Samson's shining balls, down his armored cock to the head. She slipped her mouth over it with ease; Skye could see the cock head through her translucent cheeks. A few squirts of liquid pumped from Samson's cock hole; they quickly dispersed in the gooey currents of Cinder's body.
Skye imagined what that mouth must feel like; as her tongue swished around Samson's cock, it must be giving little ripples and currents just like... just like the sensations Skye had felt right at the end of the scanning.
Cinder reached around behind herself, squeezing her ass cheek before bringing her hand up to the small of her back and plunging it into her body. Skye could still see the outline of the hand; it had a distinct flow from the rest of Cinder's body. To her surprise, the petite goo girl's fingers emerged from her own pussy and, with sudden fervor, she started to play with her clit as she forced Samson's cock deeper down her throat.
Skye munched on the warm sausage when she couldn't suck any more juices out of it. Her entire focus was on Samson and what Cinder was doing to his mighty cock. Her hips had a mind of their own, rocking in place atop the bed. She wanted... needed to be somewhere to put her own cock and ass to use. But for the time being, continued gazing at the 'educational video', causing muffled moans to echo into the room as she devoured the sausage.
The volatile green goo girl seemed to be rapidly pushing herself closer to climax... which would, of course, blow her up...
'Cinder, take it fucking easy. I need you to make him cum first,' Dr Tai reminded her. She gave a little disappointed moan, releasing Samson's cock from her mouth with a wet smack.
She lay back, her arms and legs stretching up to Samson's sides; her malleable form pulling her thinner as she locked her ankles around the mighty beast's back.
She slid her pussy up the base of his cock before sliding him in, the goo of her pelvis distending as he penetrated her deeply. She gave a giggle of delight as his cock reached her midsection.
He gave a huff as she started to milk his cock with her body. Her body undulated like water lapping at the edge of a pool, her delighted squeals turning into more intense moans.
Skye was stuffing the sausage in and devouring it so fast now that it was a miracle she didn't choke on the massive piece of meat. She couldn't believe how maneuverable the slime girl was, being amazing enough to distract her from Samson's cock for but a moment. And when it entered the nitrogirl once more, this time impaling her body nearly completely, another miracle was all that kept Skye's pants in one piece. Finished with the sausage, Skye's hands split up, one landing on her bust while the other rested on her throbbing bulge. Both were fondled tenderly, heightening her ecstasy at a rather slow pace. She gazed with unblinking eyes, watching how skillfully the slime girl quaked and undulated along his massive length.
Cinder's eyes were squeezed shut as she bounced back and forth along the long, armored cock.
'Oh, yes... I get to... I finally get to... I want to explode... I'm gonna get splattered all over this room...'
She was squeezing tighter now. Samson huffed an pawed at the ground, metallic hooves making an almighty clunk, but he hadn't filled the goo girl yet.
'Cinder, slow down. I didn't say you could cum yet,' the doctor ordered. She didn't seem to slow; rather, she spend up, grinding her clit against the animal's underbelly as his balls pressed up against her perky asscheeks.
'I'm gonna... gonna go everywhere... gonna get torn to pieces and just explode and...' she was mumbling between moans, a litany of self-destructive ecstacy.
'Should I go in there and stop her?' Another voice asked. Lydia.
'Only if you want to get blown up... fuck's sake, that was a no. Get back here. Edgers I can replace, analysts are expensive.'
It sounded like Lydia was disappointed…
Skye was working her body through her clothes so roughly that her hands burned from the friction. Her chest heaved, the room filling with deep moans. She wanted to get pleased so badly, explode with ecstasy, but wished for more than just her hands. Her cock needed something hot, wet, and tight, while her ass yearned for something massive to tear it open. The way her belt was starting to creak, it was like it was in a race to explode before the slime girl could. She knew something big was about to happen on the screen, and she didn't care what it was, only wanting to witness it in full. And if possible, witness it in person afterwards. Or maybe see whatever else was on TV…
Cinder was clutching Samson tightly now; she'd only had that massive cock inside her for a few minutes but she was clearly close to a cataclysmic climax.
She let go with her arms, upper body flopping to the ground as her outstretched hands clasped at the ankles of his forelegs. Her toes curled as she impaled herself on him over and over. Dr Tai was shouting at her to slow down but she was ignoring her.
'Make me go bang... make me go bang... make me explo-oh-oooOOOH!' Cinder screamed as she clenched her body tightly and crashed over the point of no return. Skye witnessed the full force of the nitrogirl's explosive orgasm; the goo girl's petite body detonated, exploding outward with such force that even the heavily armored bulwark was sent into a stumble. Green goo splattered over the room, up Samson's front, and trickled down the lens of the camera.
As things calmed down, there was a frustrated sigh.
'Fuck.'
A moment passed. Samson shook his head and stamped on the ground, clearly frustrated at not having finished.
'Should I have an edger come relieve Samson?' Lydia asked.
'No, fuck it. I'll do it myself. Arrange for someone to collect Cinder's remains and house whatever bimbo she spawns.'
Skye jumped right as the blast shook her room thanks to the high tech audio system. Her belt buckle decided to explode apart at the same, flying off and crashing into the wall. With their last line of defense gone, her button and zipper were defeated as well, allowing her bulging panties to shoot out of her opening pants. Even with the heightened bliss bombarding her body, she couldn't believe what she had just seen, and what her pants just did. She sat in silence for a whole minute, gazing down at her madly throbbing underwear that had somehow stayed intact.
"Oh my... I hope no one sees me like this..." She mumbled, blushing bright. Getting up off the bed, she frantically wandered around the room, opening drawers to hopefully find another belt.
The top drawer contained a number of synthetic leather straps; pulling one from the bundle, it looked like a bracelet or anklet; not big enough for a belt. It did look like it could attach to things; maybe several could be linked to fashion a belt.
A voice made her start; the video hadn't stopped playing. Dr Midori Tai was in full view of the camera, whispering reassuring things to Samson. She was a lot shorter than Skye imagined by her assertive demeanor; clearly of Asian decent (or at least the recipient of olive skinned, dark hair phenotype treatment); her lab coat did little to conceal a pair of breasts that were far too large for her petite frame. She looked around, checking to see if anyone was watching, then crouched next to the armored horse creature. 'Don't fucking flatten me. Or drown me.'
Skye quickly checked the second drawer, prioritising fixing her pants situation. A number of devices was there, none of them belts... it may have been the rampart arousal talking, but they seemed quite phallic...
Skye nearly had a heart attack when she heard a voice, fearing that someone had walked in on her. Rather, it was the start of the scientist helping to relieve the neglected Samson. It looked and sounded like things were about to get good again, so she hurried up with her search. The second drawer had all kinds of things in it, many being hard, long, and thick. Without thinking, she grabbed the most menacing one and rushed back over to the foot of the bed. As she resumed watching the show, she began slowly sucking on the thick toy while a hand massaged her bulging underwear.
The toy seemed to respond to the mosture of Skye's mouth; it hummed and rippled on the surface, the vibrations sharper against her probing tongue.
On the screen, the busty scientist pushed her long hair back, spat on her hands, and started rubbing Samson's shaft. Within moment he was dripping with precum; looking around cautiously, she scooped some onto her finger. Her eyes rolled back with pleasure as she tasted it, moaning.
The motion of her hands were fluid, almost elegant, carressing the length with a firm, yet fluttering touch. It was almost hypnotic. She shuffled slightly, kicking off her heels and crossing her legs beneath her, getting comfortable.
She sucked harder when the toy came to life on its own, somehow knowing just where to stimulate her. Her hand pulled it back out whenever she sucked it in a ways, only to suck it right back in. Had it been any longer, her ecstasy drugged mind surely would have sucked it down her throat, causing her neck to bulge painfully. Luckily it had a thicker base, so it wouldn't disappear completely.
Down below, a quickly spreading wet spot was forming on her panties. It filled the room with a sweet aroma, her nose inhaling it deeply. Needing more pleasure, while wanting to savor every last moment for as long as possible, she retrieved the toy from between her lips, causing a string of saliva to stretch out from it. She moved the vibrating end all the way down to her bulge, moaning deeply as she rubbed it along the form.
Skye was barely paying attention to the TV now, even though she was gazing right at it.
When she teased the wet patch with the vibrating toy, it rumbled and purred harder, pressing against her. A string of gooey precum stretched between her panties and the toy; in the light, it almost looked pinkish.
Her moans were echoed by the scientist on screen. While Dr Tai needed both hands to stroke Samson's mighty metallic cock, her skirt had hiked up, and she was pressing her mound against her heel as she stroked. Every time she rolled her hips to put pressure on her clit, she was shuffling a bit to the side; soon she was directly beneath Samson. While before, he would have shot his load all over the gooey patch on the floor that marked Cinder's demise, now, if he came, it would go all over Midori.
She slid her hand through a patch of Cinder's remains; slick and green, she used it as lube to work Samson with a tighter grip. Every time precum pulsed from his cock, she'd aim it a little closer to her face...
The worry for a new belt all but disappeared thanks to her new favorite toy. She had never had something so magnificent before. A gush of fresh pre cum came as the toy met with her barely covered glans. Her panties were becoming so soaked that she'd need more than just a new belt. Then somehow, she suddenly realized her shirt was drenched in salty juice from that sausage.
"Ohh... Why is everything going so wrong..." Rather than putting it off to the side, she stuffed the toy inside of her opened jeans, wedging it right up against her bulge.
As she moaned and watched the screen, she quickly removed her messy shirt, leaving her in her bra.
The toy reacted to being alongside Skye's dripping cock by vibrating all along its length; it felt like someone was running their finger firmly up the side of her shaft and pressing against the head of her cock, over and over...
On the screen, Midori was working Samson with abandon. Obviously oblivious to the recording, she was unashamedly sucking down the animal's precum. She used one hand to squeeze his shiny balls tightly; he gave a gruff groan but obviously enjoyed it.
Her rolling hips hit a rhythm as she fucked her bare foot harder; her own pussy juices were mingling with the splattered goo girl. She was getting frantic, obviously worried about getting walked in on in such a compromising position.
'Hurry up and cover me you fucking-'
Her demand was cut short. The screen split into two; Midori tugging the armored horse's cock on the left but now with the sound muted, a formal profile picture of Lydia on the right with the message "Incoming Call. Say 'yes' to answer, 'no' to hang up..."
Skye sat there shuddering in her seat. Her cock actually felt like someone was working it skillfully, someone like Marissa. If her pants hadn't been so tight to begin with, she might have just zipped them back up with the toy in place.
Just when the show was getting good, the sound cut out. Then she saw some sort of call coming soon. She had no idea if there would be a video feed, so she crawled all the way up on to the bed and got under the covers.
"Ye- ohh... Mmm..." The toy seemingly sped up when she tried to talk. "Yes!" She did her best to hide the pleasure on her face.
Lydia appeared on the left side of the screen; next to her, a familiar figure... Dr Midori Tai, looking far less compromised than the version of her on the right whose face was a picture of orgasmic ecstasy as she shuddered in the remains of a destroyed goo girl, a throbbing cock inches from her face and threatening to blow her head off.
'Skye... did we catch you at a bad time? Dr Tai is keen to meet you, and thinks Samson would be too...'
Dr Tai chimed in. 'Everything okay, Skye? How are you feeling...'
Lydia cut her off, which elicited an angry glare from the smaller woman in the lab coat.
'What Dr Tai means to say is, would you like us to come up to you, instead?'
The toy was unrelenting. It could sense Skye's building pleasure and was only rippling faster in response, tight against her cock. She could feel the swelling in her balls, and could feel precum oozing onto her belly...
Skye was biting her bottom lip hard, not wanting to let them hear any deep moans escape from her lips. Not only was the toy buzzing madly against her raging cock, but she still watched in silence as the video played next to the video call. She didn't know what to say or think, just staring at the screen as her mind melted from overwhelming pleasure.
With a shaky hand, she managed to pull the toy free and lay it next to her under the covers, freeing her mind from its grasp. "Y-you might have to, since I wouldn't know the way down there..." She finally said, then laid back on the bed.
Lydia and Midori looked at each other, and at the furtive movements of the blankets.
'We'll be right up,' Lydia assured with a smile.
The video call closed; the hologram of Dr Tai jerking off the armored horse went fullscreen and unmuted just as Samson blew his enormous load all over the olive skinned scientist. Cum splattered all over her face, into her open mouth, and splashed down onto her labcoat. Her body quivered with pleasure as she pressed her pussy hard against her heel, her hands clenching her breasts as white cum squeezed out between her fingers.
The urge to explode just like Samson had all over Midori was unbearable...(edited)
Even with the toy gone from her bulge, Skye still felt a heavy gush of pre cum ooze from her cock upon seeing the fullscreen horse seed blast. It was so wrong, and would be highly dangerous, but all she could think about now was enjoying every thick inch of that silvery cock. When the last eruption shot onto the doctor, Skye suddenly realized that she needed to hurry before they catch her in her current state.
"I'd better hurry... but I don't think those straps will work..." Sliding over and sitting on the side of the bed, she did her best to zip up her pants and button them back up. Miraculously, everything held, but without a belt, her pants would surely spring wide open if she made any sudden movements. The wet spot was hidden now, but the sweet, intoxicating aroma would surely follow her everywhere. Hearing something at the door, she decided to keep the toy under the sheets, hoping she'd get some alone time that night to have even more fun. Only thing was, she had forgotten to find a clean shirt to put on.(edited)
Skye heard two people enter the lounge area, talking to each other.
'Skye? Are you...' There was a pause, as though Dr Tai was searching for the right word. 'Aliv-OW!'
'Are you decent?' Lydia called out.
They weren't far from the bedroom door now...
The question kick started Skye's thinking, allowing her to realize she was only wearing her bra. Desperate to cover herself, she scoured the room for a clean top, not caring what it was before putting it on.
Pressing a softly lit panel beside the wall mirror caused it to recede and reveal a wardrobe. It appeared that whomever had stocked the room wanted to accommodate people of any build, given the number of straps and harnesses all the clothing had...
The closest thing at hand that looked Skye's size was tight red leather with fewer buckles and hoops that the rest of it... though she had a few seconds to search the rest of the wardrobe. A bundle of towels could be used as an improvised dress as well.
"Oh, I like red!" Her eyes lit up at the sight of the leather. She grabbed it and quickly slipped it on, cinching the straps tight. It still allowed for a good amount of cleavage, which was something she was craving in her current situation. Hearing footsteps closing in on her, she put the most innocent look on her face possible and went to open the door.
"My shirt got messy, so I had to find another one..." She admitted, blushing while not bothering to obscure her bulge. Like she wanted them to find it...
The two women gawped at Skye as she emerged from the bedroom. The tight red leather top had her considerable assets on display; ostensibly distracting from the traces of pinkish precum still visible of her exposed belly. Her tight jeans were indeed bulging; if Lydia and Dr Tai were previously unaware of her endowment, they couldn't possibly still be.
Dr Midori Tai was decked out in her lab coat; the low cut allowed Skye a good view of the shorter woman's massive cleavage. Her full, glossy lips were agape as she stared at Skye, her violet, almond shaped eyes looking the gorgeous dickgirl up and down. 'Holy fuck...' she murmured.
Lydia interrupted; more composed though still looking at Skye with barely concealed lust. 'Skye, this is our head of R&D, Dr Midori Tai. She's been working closely with the zoology department.'
Skye took a moment to savor the sight before her as well. She bit her lip, her eyes widening as they gazed into the endless depths of Midori's cleavage. If she wasn't careful, her death might end up being caused by drowning.
"Yeah, very close..." Skye said, remembering back at the scene on the screen. "I hope Samson loves visitors."
Midori put her hands in the pockets of her coat. 'Oh, he's a standoffish boy, but you two are gonna have a lot in common...' Her striking purple eyes flickered back to the enormous bulge in Skye's jeans.
'Dr Tai actually had plans for an experiment this afternoon. I thought given you'd signed an NDA already, filling you up with secrets wouldn't kill anyone,' Lydia interjected.
'And it's not like we hurt any animals here. We're very fucking ethical,' Midori added, shooting Lydia a glance.
Lydia rolled her eyes. 'Shall we?'
"Oh, what kind of experiment?" Skye's curiosity perked up, helping to distract her from everything else going on. "I doubt anything could hurt Samson. He's covered in armor, and when Cinder exploded..." Skye trailed off, stepping forward to follow them back down to the zoology department.
'You showed her the hybridization experiment?' Midori asked casually, then thought for a moment. 'You showed her THAT hybridization experiment!?'
'Yes, I thought it exemplary of our trial and error process. Is there a problem?'
Dr Tai blushed. 'How... fuck... how much did you watch? What did you think?' she asked Skye. It was impossible to say whether she was asking for insight on Cinder's explosive demise, or her own technique working a massive cock...
"I can see what makes nitrogirls so dangerous now... It must be hard resisting one if they ever get the jump on you." Skye said, wondering if she should mention anything past the splatting of Cinder. "I think you have a way with animals. I'm sure Samson enjoys having you around... at least during cleanup time." She smirked a bit, blushing alongside Tai.(edited)
'You did strike me as unusually... pleasant... after the unsuccessful experiment with Cinder,' Lydia remarked. Midori shot her a glare.
'If I'd let you have your way, and watched you get splattered by that bubble brained goo girl, I'd have been positively fucking elated,' she shot back, leading the trio into the lift.
The ride down to the lab was a bit awkward after that.
When they arrived at the R&D floor, Dr Tai spoke up. 'You do raise a good point. The proclivities of the nitrogel girls are just one half of the problem. It hasn't escaped our attention that this line of work attracts people with... proclivities of their own.' She looked pointedly at Lydia, who glanced away, suddenly interested in some passing lab technicians.
Even with quickened breath and a raging bulge, Skye was essentially ignored the whole way down to their destination. She didn't dare say anything with how heated the two women were. When the lift doors opened, she stood there innocently, wondering if they still knew she was there with them.
'To explain today's experiment succinctly... we're interested in the nitrogirl's ability to hybridize. We think they first starting taking humanoid form after exposure to our race, and there are many reports of nitrogel girls that have properties of creatures they've bred with... whether the creature survived the breeding process or not.'
Skye was led through several doorways, past open labs where people in lab coats performed science at a variety of work stations.
'Put simply, we want to try and breed a goo girl with the prodigious cum production of a bulwark... such as Samson.'
The lab they went into was more closed off. Samson, his armored pelt glistening in the fluorescent lighting, stood to one side, munching from a feed bag. Also glistening, a voluptuous goo girl reclined on a nearby sofa.
Between getting bombarded with science sounding stuff, and gazing at all the labs and equipment, Skye was once again overwhelmed by everything. It at least distracted her lust filled mind for the time being, allowing her pants to survive the journey to Samson's holding area. But upon arriving, only a miracle would allow her to contain her raging beast...
Skye immediately looked at Samson once they arrived. The only thing hard about him right now was his armor, keeping Skye calm for the time being. Although he was the reason she wanted to come down, the lust coursing through her veins made her show interest in the nitrogirl in the room as well. One that was clearly thicker and curvier than Cinder had been.
"Oh... are you going to be doing that now?" Skye asked, hoping it to be the case. "I saw how it wasn't a... success last time."
'Yeah, that's a fucking understatement. The treaties don't leave us with many goo girls for R&D purposes and you tell one she gets to die cumming and she can't fucking contain herself...' Dr Tai rolled her eyes.
Lydia gestured to the reclining goo girl. 'Our tactic here is twofold. Bernice has a more... languid personality. We think she got it from the human her predecessor exploded with... along with her curvy figure. We're hoping she'll be more capable of restraint.'
'She's still a cock-hungry nitrogirl, though. I wouldn't put it past her to detonate the second Samson slips inside. That's why we're planning on getting one of the esteemed edgers to get him closer to climax before letting Bernice have her way with him'
She checked her watch.
'When the fucking edger decides to show up, that is.'
At this point Skye wanted to question why her raging bulge had seemingly gone unnoticed. Except for a couple initial glances anyways. The last thing she'd do would ask something to draw even more attention to it and herself. So she simply relaxed, feeling more comfortable. Maybe it was just residual nitro girl slime in the air getting to her.
"Edger? I'm sure anyone here would do a fine job..." Skye gulped, stepping slowly towards Samson's head, her bulge leading the way. "Isn't that right big guy?" She held a hand out for him to check out once he finished with his latest batch of feed.
While she stood there, she couldn't help but glance over at Bernice periodically. Her cock throbbed hard at the sight, begging to sink deep into her slimy body.
Noticing your attention, Bernice slowly rose from the sofa and approached the three women. Her hips swayed and every curved bounced as she crossed the floor. Her scent was, indeed, intoxicating. While nitrogel girls were indeed volatile, their scent was nothing like fuel; rather, aromatic like fruity perfume. Skye couldn't help but wonder how they tasted...
'You're new,' she observed. 'What do they call you?'
Skye kept one hand giving Samson some attention, scratching his ears. Assuming her armored even made it feel nice. She gulped hard, watching the goo girl walk right up to her. If she wasn't already under the effects of something, the scent surely would have done much the same.
"I-I'm Skye, and I just came down here to see Samson." She blushed heavily.
If she breathed any more in, or the goo girl got closer, or even touched her, Skye's pants would surely lose their battle once more.
The green goo girl walked around Skye, studying her. 'I thought you might have been an edger, though I didn't recognize you.' Her fingertips ran down her voluminous breasts, dancing over her clear, emerald coloured belly. 'You smell like you've been harvesting pre-cum from one of us all... day... long...'
She smiled, placing a hand on Samson's flank. 'I must say, I'm very keen to get started with the good doctor's experiment... I've been craving an explosive demise since I first laid eyes on this beast. Maybe they'd let you stand in for our absent edger? You'd just have to ask Dr Tai very politely, I'm sure she'd acquiesce...'
Skye's heart raced as the gooey woman circled around her. The scent was like someone had sprayed perfume directly up her nose. She could see every luscious curve bounce and jiggle in amazing detail, threatening to put her into a trance.
"N-no... You're the closest one I've been next to all day... Maybe it's just the smell of this room..." Skye said, unaware of what Bernice suggested.
So lust much flowed through Skye's mind that she wasn't entirely sure of what 'beast' the nitro girl was talking about. With how obvious her bulge was, Bernice could have easily been referencing it. She gasped when a soft, green hand pressed against her waist.
It was all too much for her pants, so when a powerful throb shot through her cock, the button and zipper gave way. Everyone in the room was immediately drawn to her pants springing wide open, filling the whole room with her own intoxicating scent, mixing with Bernice's to make a potent combination. Scent was one thing, while the sight was grand as well. Her bulge practically doubled in size, only resting within her underwear that looked ready to explode as well.
"Oh my..." Skye moaned, gazing down at her monstrous, throbbing bulge.
Samson gave a huff; the arousal in the room from all four of the people present is triggering his most basic of instincts. As the bulge in Skye's pants grew to a seam splitting size, so too did his cock swell with the sound of metal scraping over metal.
Lydia has moved noticeably closer to you and the volatile goo girl; clearly whatever self-destructive drive she has is starting to erode her decorum. Midori, on the other hand, has kept her distance... though the lust in her eyes as she gazes at your barely-contained cock is apparent. Both women seem lost for words.
Bernice literally quivered with excitement. The presence of so many potential victims had clearly started to impact her arousal. Her fingertips traced down the bare skin of Skye's arm and across the top of her cleavage, bulging in the tight red leather top; her touch felt as soft and rippling as Skye imagined the fluid woman would, just like the sensations she has felt in the scanner...
Then the party was interrupted by a cough. The thin ebony woman, Marissa, stood behind them, hands on her slender hips. She was wearing her edger uniform; she had probably just come from harvesting, judging by the gooey green stains on her clothes and shoes.
'I can come back later if you guys need privacy... assuming you don't die...'
There was so much going on in the room, so must lust coursing through her veins, Skye thought she could just explode from it all. If the facility had chosen someone even just slightly less shy than her, they would have given in to the lust a long time ago. But not Skye.
Her savior arrived in the form of Marissa, a strong willed girl who knew how to handle her lust. Skye sighed in relief, but at the same time, knew of the skill that the dark woman possessed. Her cock throbbed at the thought of being masterfully milked, brought to just the edge of blowing but being denied release over and over.
"N-no, I think you've come just in time... Samson is already prepared for you." Skye blushed, trying her best to not let her savior slip away.
Marissa gave Skye a long, approving stare. 'I love your top. I'd be swimming in goo girl precum if they let me dress like that. Are they trying to recruit you? Everyone knows the best edgers are girls like us...'
She gestured towards Skye's throbbing cock. 'If you like, I could teach you all sorts of tricks of the trade some time.' She herself had a noticeable bulge in her pants, hanging down her thigh under her tight grey sweatpants. She was wearing a tight edger vest as well, exposing a lot of toned midriff; tight leather would look incredible on her.
Skye blushed even brighter when Marissa seemed to quickly approve of her. Then she let out a silent gasp, her eyes locking onto the not-yet hard bulge in the dark woman's tight pants. She had no idea one of their best edgers had such a thing. It now made sense why she was so skilled, able to practice on herself every night. Must mean she is painfully pent up...
"Oh, well... I'm only going to be around for less than a day, so I'm not sure you'd be able to teach me much..." Skye said, looking a bit disappointed.
Marissa smiled widely; there was something very genuine, very beautiful about her smile. Skye's pants ached as she imagined those full, brown lips and dark, rosy cheeks getting coated with cum...
'Maybe later we can have a decent cramming session,' she offered.
'Maybe now you can do the fucking job we needed you for half an hour ago,' Dr Tai fumed. An unfortunate byproduct of her short stature was that frustration just made her look more adorable.
Skye was lead to a viewing area; she could see the cameras recording the room. Lydia gestured towards one of the chairs where she'd have a good view, and sat at a desk. Dr Midori sat at a computer next to Skye. Both women kept stealing glances at her nearly exposed cock, yet both seemed to be taking pains not to draw attention to it.
Bernice reclined back on the bench to watch as Marissa approached Samson. He seemed alert and wary, as well as incredibly aroused.
If they hadn't blown open already, hearing Marissa's words surely would have made Skye's pants explode just as well. Just when she thought she had found some relief, Skye was escorted into a different area away from the dark beauty. She sat between the two staff members, who were busy taking quick glances of her member.
"Oh... I can't believe what Marissa just said to me..." She mumbled, eyes gazing at the screens while her bulge continued to throb. She didn't even bother with trying to cover herself or close her pants back up.
Marissa ignored Bernice, for now, focusing on the task at hand. She was clearly not the least bit afraid of Samson; being in the trade of edging volatile goo girls had given her nerves of steel.
'Let's find out what you like, you big brute,' she whispered. Skye could see the bulge in Marissa's sweatpants twitch; judging by how far down her thigh it went, the competition for biggest endowment would be a close one for the two girls...
Samson would be a clear winner though. His shining silver cock was even more impressive in real life. He shook his dark mane and the length between his legs swung back and forth dangerously; it looked like it would split even a malleable nitrogel girl right down the middle.
Marissa stroked his flank, slowly moving to his undercarriage, taking her time. Dr Tai seemed a little impatient but kept her mouth shut, resolving to enjoy watching the slender edger work and not rush the experiment.
Skye stayed still most of the time, only periodically shifting in her seat. With all the attention on Marissa now, she could relax for a bit. She did her best to gaze at the growing, armored horse cock, anticipating the moment the dark woman's hands would grasp it.
"So, has Marissa ever worked with Samson before?" She asked.
'Typically, if this kind of work needs to be done, we're endeavoring to get samples from him, rather than bring him close to climax then let him fuck something. This is the first time we brought in one of the edgers, given the specific nature of the task. Marissa was highly recommended by- Bernice, cut that the fuck out!'
Dr Tai was cut short by the need to snap at the reclining goo girl; they'd all been watching Marissa start to stroke Samson and Bernice had started playing with herself.
'Swear to god, if I get their best edger blown up, Director Kaede will beat the shit out of me.'
Marissa seemed non-plussed, wrapping her long fingers around Samson's member and slowly stroking. 'Am I stuck using just my hands or can I get creative? We have to be careful edging the slime sluts; the precum is a powerful aphrodisiac.'
The three women looked at each other, eyes widening at the implications of Marissa's question. 'Uh... as long as the bulwark cums in the nitrogel girl, you can do whatever you like. Just... don't die.'
'No guarantees,' Marissa said, getting comfortable under Samson.
Skye jumped when the busty woman suddenly yelled. She had seen Bernice start to touch herself, but figured it'd require a lot more than that to be set off.
"There's no way she can explode all by herself, right? Cinder needed Samson, so I'm sure Marissa is perfectly safe." Skye said. "First time I'm hearing of this Kaede. What are they like?"
She watched with unblinking eyes as the dark woman began tending to the massive horse. Her cock throbbed hard, pre cum leaking heavily. The barely dried wet spot on her underwear quickly spread wider with fresh cream. An intoxicating aroma flooded the viewing area, making her chest heave to take it all in. With how everything was going, Skye truly felt like as if Marissa was actually stroking her cock.
"Whatever test you guys did to me earlier, it definitely has some side effects." Skye moaned, blushing bright as she caressed her wet, silky bulge. "I mean... Just look at how hard I am."
In a move that no one could have predicted, Skye slid her strained panty band down the seemingly unending length of her cock. She hooked it underneath her hot, pent up balls, allowing her dick to spring upwards. There it throbbed and bobbed madly, towering between her legs.
"This can't be normal, right?" After asking, she blushed and bit her lip.
Unable to see what was going on in the observation room, Marissa continued her work. Given the green light to use any means at her disposal, her pink tongue darted out and licked up the length of Samson's metal shaft.
'It's so cold... see if I can warm you up...'
He huffed as she nuzzled his cock, giving long, languid licks up the length of it, caressing his shining balls. Bernice whimpered at the sight but, to her credit, kept her hands to herself.
Midori was struggling to do the same. Skye was Lydia's subject and responsibility, but her thoughts were focused on experimentation of her own with the gorgeous dickgirl. She moaned as Skye exposed her throbbing cock, craving the taste of it stronger than she had wanted to suck off the armored horse...
Lydia, on the other hand, was keeping her cool. Typing something into the nearby console, she only gave Skye a sidelong glance. 'Autonomous side effects are not unheard of; it's why we wanted to keep you for observation. If you give me a moment, I may be able to examine you.'
Suddenly, Dr Tai cocked her head to one side. 'What? Fuck off... I'm in the middle... seriously? I swear to fuck...'
'Something the matter, Dr Tai?' Lydia asked innocently.
'Fucking... no. It's fine.'
'I can follow through with the... experiment, if you like.'
Dr Tai glared at her. 'That would be fucking... lovely,' she said. She stood and straightened herself out. 'Lydia. Skye. Don't...' She stopped, seeming to reconsider her thoughts. 'Don't... do anything hasty. I'll be back. Make sure Marissa doesn't get blown to pieces.'
She left briskly, giving Skye's cock another longing glance.
"Examine me?" Skye said, gulping audibly. She turned her seat right towards Lydia, her throbbing cock calling out to the staff member to come hither.
She didn't understand what Dr Tai was upset about, but before she could find out what was going on, she found herself alone in the room with Lydia.
"Any idea what that was all about?" She asked Lydia, though her focus was still on the monitors to watch Marissa closely.
Lydia turned and rose, taking Dr Tai's seat next to Skye, facing her. 'I may have some inkling about Dr Tai's other projects. Enough to see her called away to an emergency.'
The was a moan and the wet sound of tongue on metal cock from the other chamber. Marissa had started using her tongue as well as her hands to edge Samson; by his shuddering he was clearly enjoying it. He gave a synthetic sounding sounding huff of pleasure, a sound that rumbled through his metal body.
Bernice was watching Marissa with fascination, her eyes darting from the edgers lips and fingers to the bulge in her grey sweatpants. As cool as Marissa kept on the surface, her cock was betraying her growing arousal at edging the enormous cock above her.
'Now, lets see what we can't do about your little... problem...' Lydia reached forward and gently grabbed Skye in her soft, well-manicured grasp.
With Skye's focus on the monitors, she was taken by complete surprise when Lydia's gentle touch embraced her raging cock, making her gasp and jump in her seat. She stared down at the supple hand grasping her, savoring the cool feeling as it helped soothe her distressed organ.
"Lydia..." Was all she could muster, blushing bright red. She bit her lip, feeling as her cock throbbed madly within the light grip. An extra thick load of pinkish pre cum oozed out of her opening, running down her thick length until it coated Lydia's hand.
Lydia started to gently pump more and more precum out of Skye. It coated her hand; she caught some before it dripped off the floor and licked it off her finger.
'Have you always tasted incredible?' she asked.
In the other room, Marissa had slowed her pace somewhat. Her own oozing cock had created a darker grey patch in her pants at her thigh; by rolling her hips, she could slide her shaft against her own soft skin without needing her hands.
Lydia watched her as she started to work Skye's cock a little faster, matching the ebony edger's pace. 'I never understood how they could do it. The edgers. Day in, day out, working those amazing googirl cocks, knowing that pushing them too far would result in them being torn apart in a massive... powerful... explosion... and somehow... they resist the urge to just give in and blow themselves up...'
Using her other hand, she slid her skirt up and looped her thumb under the side of her g-string. Only shifting position slightly, she worked it off, past her ass and hips, down her long legs and over her pointy high heels, all without stopping the attention she was giving Skye.
Skye simply sat still and moaned, her shyness unable to break through and put a stop to things before they'd get messy. That feeling of goo working her cock in the scanner had been enjoyable, but just having another person's hand tending to her was so much more. So much so that she barely even realized a person was connected to the helping hand, let alone see them begin to play with themselves.
The way her underwear was tucked underneath her balls caused them to be pushed taut upwards, the tight band digging into the underside of her sac. Both fat orbs were feeling the pressure, helping to push out any excess cream. Skye's cock might be feeling the need to blow, but now her pent up balls were in danger of exploding, especially if they were given a tender massage. If she could speak, she might even say they felt like primed cherry bombs that simply needed their fuse to be lit.
Her hand now free, Lydia used it to massage Skye's balls. Precum was flowing now and both her hands were getting lubricated. She gently yanked at Skye's tight jeans to drag them down a bit, giving Skye some more freedom.
'Look at them... Marissa, Bernice, Samson... what do you think is getting our edger off more; the fat, metal cock in her hands, dripping Samson's precum all over her... or being in the blast radius of that luscious goo girl, ready and eager to explode at any second...'
She bobbed her head down and licked the tip of Skye's cock, collecting pinkish precum on her tongue.
'Mmm... the colour of candy and a hint of the sweetness... what have you been eating, raw sugar? Here, try it...' she collected more on her tongue and leaned in, hoping for a deep, lingering kiss…
Skye was allowed a break from her deep moans when her balls were released from their tight confines, letting out a sigh of relief in response. She merely turned her head to look, only replying with soft whimpering from Lydia's continued touch.
She gasped, looking back at Lydia when the staff member's rough, wet tongue caressed the sensitive head of her cock. Fresh, pink cream oozed out just as quickly as it was collected up, ensuring Lydia wouldn't go hungry. With how much was profusely leaking out of her now, one would think her balls would be empty by now. But no matter how much escaped, she felt even more pent up as time went on. Almost like they were swelling with an explosive payload...
The shy girl was in a hypnotic haze, not even hesitating for a moment when a sample of her pink sweetness neared her lips. Her lips trembled as she leaned in as well, parting them to suck the moist tongue into her hungry mouth. Once that heavenly taste reached her mind, she closed her eyes and gave Lydia just what she wanted.
Lydia slid her tongue over Skye's, swirling and dancing in her mouth, then pulling back to tease her before kissing a bit more firmly. She felt herself getting more and more lost to her arousal with every melting barrier the shy dickgirl lost.
Marissa had noticed the two women making out through the window; even her bulletproof resolve wavered at the sight of Skye succumbing to ecstacy at Lydia's hands. She had heard rumours of one of the experiments being conducted by the attractive analysts, and wondered if this show was part of it...
She snapped back to the task at hand when Samson huffed with frustration. The bulwark was getting closer and closer, and though she could keep him on the brink all night, that wasn't her task.
Bernice looked up with excitement, lost to her own gooey fingertips. 'Is it my turn at last? Will you be exploding with me?' When Marissa paused but shook her head, she pouted. 'Better leave, for your safety... though I doubt it's any safer in there...' she warned, gesturing to the window that was started to fog up as Lydia and Skye got more intense.
Things were growing so intense that not even Skye's heightened lust could keep her silent forever.
"Oh, Lydia..." Skye moaned, then went in for another kiss. "Something is really wrong with me. It feels like I could just explode at any moment...*
As the kiss continued, one of her hands came to life, moving down to join with Lydia's. It was immediately coated in sweet cream, alternating between softly caressing her slick cock, and giving her own balls a tender massage. If she was going to blow, she knew it wouldn't happen unless she was burried within something hot, wet, and tight... Unless something decided to do the same to her ass.
'And is that so wrong? Splattering all over Dr Tai's lab, making a mess of her computers and instruments... I think it would be... fuck... would be funny...' Lydia swore as she slid two precum coated fingers into her pussy, pushing Skye's fluid deep inside herself.
Bernice had positioned herself beneath Samson, her emerald green pussy on display for the gigantic silver beast. Marissa looked torn... as though she knew sticking around to watch that show would spell her doom... but not wanting to interrupt the passion in the adjacent viewing room. And just leaving via the lab door seemed rude.
Lydia rose, pushing Skye back on the chair, standing astride Skye's throbbing cock, her pussy dripping a mix of both their juices down on it. 'Want to see if you really will explode? For science...' She lowered herself slightly, teasing Skye's cock with her tight, slick womanhood, inviting her to just thrust up slightly...
Skye smirked a bit at the idea of coating every inch of Dr Tai's lab with her sticky cream, surely making a mess of everything. And a mess of both of them. She had no idea of what was going on out near Samson, her focus now entirely on what Lydia was doing. Whatever was about to happen, she still hoped it wouldn't cause her to miss the finale of Samson and Bernice.
Even if all the lust suddenly faded, removing the blissful fog clouding her judgement, the shy Skye wouldn't pass up such an unbelievable moment. Staying slow, she reached out and gripped onto Lydia's hips, pulling her downwards ever so slightly. The head of her cock throbbed harder than ever as it was slowing engulfed by the woman's tight, hungry pussy. Her hips rocked gently in place, making her cock jut up and down lightly.
"H-how big of a mess..." She spoke, biting her lip when a moan was about to form, "do you think we would make..." When the head of her cock finally slipped inside, surely spreading Lydia wider than ever, not even a painful lip bite could stifle a deep moan, "if I exploded?" With a tight seal in place, all of her potent pre cum was oozing deeper and deeper into Lydia.
Lydia moaned, digging her nails into Skye's shoulders. 'I think... I think we'd fuck... fuck this whole room up, for sure. Bits of us all over everything.' She steeled herself, and then impaled herself on Skye's massive cock. She gave a cry of pleasure, quivering with her face nuzzled into Skye's neck... then she started to slide up and down, milking Skye's precum into her tight pussy.
Marissa watched from the doorway, glancing back and forth between the analyst riding the dickgirl, and the goo girl getting roughly penetrated by the armored horse, before reaching a decision. She closed the door on Bernice and Samson, creeping around Skye and Lydia to watch. She could feel her own throbbing cock against her thigh, her glistening precum trickling down her smooth calf towards her ankle…
Skye's mind went blank, eyes going wide, a silent scream escaping her lips the moment that Lydia slammed down in her lap. In an instant, every inch of her throbbing cock disappeared deep with the woman, causing quite the bulge to form in her lower belly. Her fingernails dug deep into both hips as her first ever pussy began riding her cock. It was as if her dick was a dynamite plunger looking to set off the engorging payload between her legs.
After a few moments of having Lydia ride her, Skye finally let out her first deep moan. It really did feel like she was with a lover, especially with how Lydia was devouring her neck and cleavage with hungry lips. Then, before she could speak, she spotted Marissa in the room with them. The shy girl couldn't help but gaze at the covered dark, throbbing meat, begging to join in and play. Looking up from it into the edger's eyes, Skye gave the skilled woman a lustful, pleading look. She needed that cock up her ass, thrusting in and out as it rubbed against the detonation button.
Skye's cock deep inside her, Lydia rolled her hips to grind against the shy dickgirl's lap. Her nails dug into Skye's skin as she kissed her again, forcefully, shoving her tongue inside Skye's mouth. Her gasps became desperate moans. 'I want to make... fuck... make you explode inside me. Splatter me all over this roo-oh... oh fuck...' Lydia's thighs tightened together, squeezing Skye's hips, and she felt the sexy analyst's pussy clenching her cock as she came, leaving scratches down Skye's shoulders.
In the experimental chamber next door, Bernice was in a state of bliss and the massive armored horse pounded her translucent body with abandon. He had her pressed down on the floor now, her heaving breasts flattened in a pool of goo, an expression of mindless ecstacy on her face. She didn't care if the experiment was a success and getting filled with bulwark sperm was just a bonus to her... she wanted nothing more than to detonate with pleasure.
Unable to resist Skye's inviting eyes, Marissa unzipped her vest, revealing her slender, toned body underneath, with chocolate coloured nipples on her small, perky breasts. She dropped the vest to the floor. She raised her slender leg and kicked one shoe off casually, then the other... when her sweat pants joined the pile, she stood before the screwing women, naked, her long, brown cock fully erect and glistening.
Skye loved and hated the kiss at the same time. As she did her best to awkwardly return it, her head leaned back and forth to get quick peeks as Marissa undressed. Then, right as the dark, thick cock sprung free, Lydia began quaking within her lap.
The intense clenching, throbbing pussy engulfing Skye's cock still just was not enough. Although her highly sensitive cock head was given the massage of a lifetime, it was only one half of the launch sequence. Her prostate had never swollen so badly before, throbbing just inside her ass as it begged for a key card to slide right in and initiate the countdown.
Skye hugged Lydia close, screaming out in pain and pleasure. She stared deep into Marissa's eyes, then at the throbbing cock below which was heavily leaking. The shy girl about screamed "No!" When the first heavy glob of dark cream splattered on to the floor. It was such a waste of valuable substance.
Marissa sauntered closer, her enormous cock swaying. Lydia held Skye tighter, almost jealously, but the pale woman didn't stop grinding, working herself to another peak. As the seductive, slender woman neared the two, she saw the disappointment in Skye's face as her precum hit the floor.
'Aww... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to waste it.' She stroked herself gently, expertly, biting her lip as she teased more of her cream from her own cock. She held it on a fingertip between the two women's mouths; not jealous enough to resist, Lydia licked up one side, a ripple of pleasure coursing through her body at the taste of the ebony woman's precum.
'If you two adjusted your position, I'm sure we could find a way to-'
'What the FUCK is going on here!?'
Dr Tai had returned, out of breath, and looked furious.
'Uh...' For the first time that day, Lydia seemed lost for words. She quickly stood, Skye's cock sliding out of her tight pussy, and stood, smoothing her skirt down. Marissa looked around and retrieved her pants, holding them in front of her swollen, throbbing cock; her erection hadn't gone down despite the interruption.
'I'm gone for five fucking minutes and you start fucking your little test subject? Are you fucking insane? Or suicidal? And you' Dr Tai pointed at Marissa. 'You're meant to have the self control of a fucking rock! What the fuck?'
She was fuming, almost pouting. The silence was so pregnant it could have given birth to a half dozen smaller silences.
Then...
'Ah... ah... oh, f-' KABLAM
The lab rattled when Bernice exploded.
'Oh, fucking great! Did Samson even fill that bitch with cum before she blew up?'
Just when Skye was about to have a taste, she jumped in her seat when Dr Tai returned. It was a miracle her cock didn't impale Lydia in the heart from the jolt. A bit of clarity returned to her, her face blushing brighter than ever. When Lydia hopped off her, her cock was raging hard, thick veins throbbing madly. If things went on for much longer, not even the two button detonation sequence could hold back the blast.
After sitting in silence and hoping she wasn't in trouble, Skye jumped once again when a blast was heard nearby. Whatever had happened, she secretly hoped that the insemination was a failure as that gave her another chance...
In an effort to take the attention off the awkward situation, they all turned their attention to the bulwark in the next room.
His legs and chest were coated with Bernice's remains; her orgasmic demise had made an absolute ruin of the room; the otherwise sturdy looking sofa had been crumpled up against the wall and everything was dripping with green goo; more volume than Cinder had painted the room with when she'd exploded.
Samson looked more frustrated than ever; clearly he hadn't cum before Bernice had exploded. He gave a huff, looking accusingly at the women watching him.
Marissa had managed to work her clothes back on, though her throbbing cock could barely be contained by her tight sweatpants.
Dr Tai turned to them again, her fury put off-kilter by the sight of Skye's still-engorged organ. 'Well, the experiment is a fucking bust. We still need to collect her remains, and relieve Samson. Not to mention fill out experiment logs. Anyone care to venture a reasonable fucking explanation for why we got a useless result again?' Her eyes kept getting drawn to Skye's cock, on the brink of exploding and making an equivalent mess of the room they were in.
Out of nowhere, Skye just suddenly started to whine in desperation. The need to launch her payload was immense, her cock feeling like it might just burst from all the intense throbbing alone. Except for the brief moment with the toy, she was still resorting to not touching herself at all, hoping someone, or something, else would take the initiative.
"Ooohhhhhh..." She gazed out at everyone with pleading eyes, moaning and whining softly as her cock bobbed in her lap to draw some much needed attention. "I feel like I could just blow at any moment..." Her eyes darted right at Dr Tai's, looking deep into them.
Lydia looked at the angry scientist, then back at Skye, and smirked. 'I suggest a compromise. If Skye and I find a way to relieve Samson that also provides some interesting data, perhaps that will compensate for the interrupted experiment...'
Dr Tai considered it, and and her full, glossy lips formed an evil grin. 'Fine. But the edger stays with me in here. I'm not fucking done with her...'
Lydia took Skye's hand. 'Lets see if Samson can't help you explode...'
"Th-that sounds wonderful!" Skye blurted out. Lydia's words sent a powerful throb up through her raging cock, causing a bit of pinkish cream to splatter against the analyst's outfit. Getting whisked out of the lab and into Samson's area, Skye had no time to fix her pants. Not that they needed to be.
The shy, distressed girl took a moment to gaze at the carnage, then heard Samson huff at either her sight or scent, like he knew he might actually be able to unload for once. In a trance like state, Skye escaped Lydia's hold and went right for Samson, her leaking cock leading the way. "Oh, Samson... you poor thing. I guess we both have something in common now. Right, big guy?" Skye happily said, giving his ears a scratch.
The gleaming horse gave a huff, looking at Skye with a surprisingly pitiful expression for an eight foot tall armored beast with a raging erection.
Lydia kicked off her high heels and kneeled down next to Samson, her gaze never leaving Skye. 'I think he wants your help... and I think I can help you at the same time.' She grabbed his cock firmly, her hand still slippery with the copious precum Skye had leaked all over them.
In the observation room, Dr Tai addressed Marissa without looking away from the scene in front of her. 'Bring that fucking cock over here. You have until the conclusion of this experiment to fill my mouth with cum or I report you to your supervisor.' Marissa blinked, and stepped forward without hesitation, pulling down the waistband of her sweatpants.
After giving Samson some attention, Skye quickly made her way next to Lydia, kneeling right besides her. "Wow... it's so much bigger up close... and I always thought I was big..." She reached out and grasped his cock as well. "and hard..." The amazement of his cock calmed her mind for but a moment, though her cock was still throbbing madly. "H-how should I help him? And you..." Skye gulped. "Help m-me?"
'He just needs to cum... so badly... I think you do too. You deserve it for being such a good little test subject.' She reached forward, tracing a line up Skye's shaft with a fingernail before giving her the same treatment she was giving Samson; firm, unyielding strokes with a quickening rhythm. 'This room is already quite a mess... maybe you could be a good little cum container too?'
As she typed at a datapad, furiously taking notes, Dr Midori Tai took Marissa's cock into her mouth. When the ebony edger gave a moan she shot her a glare. 'Shut the fuck up. I'm working.' Her full, perfect lips kissed and sucked the head of Marissa's enormous, throbbing member, eyes watching Skye and Lydia like a hawk, fingers working her datapad furiously.
"Mmmffff..." Skye moaned as she was gripped once more. "Yes... We've both been through so much..." Her own grip on Samson's cock tightened, stroking him a bit now. "My mind, it..." Skye paused, blushing bright. "It's become so... naughty since the experiment started..." She began thrusting her hips upwards lightly, helping Lydia milk her cock. "All I can think about is... Wondering just how much of this amazing cock can fit up my ass..."
'As a scientist, I find the best way to answer such a question is through rigorous testing...'
Lydia stood, releasing the two rigid cocks, and walked to the sofa that had been pushed up against the wall by Bernice's exploding body. It looked relatively undamaged, albeit covered in the same film of green goo that also coated the floor, walls and, in some places, the ceiling.
She sat at one end of the sofa, her bare, dripping pussy visible beneath her short miniskirt. 'Come here and show him what you have. Trust his instincts.'
Marissa slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her moaning as Dr Tai took more of her cock in her mouth. She badly wanted to feel the busty girl's breasts against her cock but settled just for that incredibly skilled tongue, dancing across her dark skin.
Skye let out a little whimper when Lydia let go of her. She wasn't entirely sure of what Lydia meant, but didn't hesitate to let go of Samson and approached the couch.
"Show him? Do you mean..." With the need of feeling Samson deep inside of her approaching record levels, Skye, without thinking, began removing her shoes, pants, and underwear. Her dick was finally completely free since growing hard, throbbing in all it's glory as it pointed right at Lydia.
Behind her, her round ass was on full display, waiting for something mighty to part her cheeks and beyond. "Should I get on the couch like this?" She innocently asked. Skye climbed on to the couch, resting on her knees while holding on to the back of the couch. With her ass pointed out behind her, and her cock leaking heavily on to the cushion, she couldn't be any more ready.
Lydia slowly unzipped her skirt, flinging the scanty garment to one side. She carefully draped her jacket nearby over the sofa as Samson cautiously approached.
'Perhaps you'd like to watch him enter you? A good analysis requires careful observation.' She unbuttoned her shirt, unclasping her bra from the front. As she removed her clothes, Skye couldn't help but think that lying back against her soft, pale body would be even more comfortable.
'Doc... Doctor Tai...' Marissa spoke between her fingers. Midori stopped sucking, briefly. 'What?' she asked, annoyed, putting her lips back on Marissa's cock.
'Is Skye the experiment Lydia was working on?'
Dr Tai gave a muffled mmhmm in affirmative.
'Does that mean she might... you know?'
Dr Tai took the cock from her mouth. 'Violently explode, splattering the esteemed analyst all over our testing chamber?'
'Mmm.... yeah...'
'Shut the fuck up and we might find out.' She resumed taking notes and sucking cock.
If there wasn't a beast of an animal behind her, Skye might not have been able to resist pounding Lydia right then and there. Even so, she didn't want to pass up the opportunity of feeling her warm, smooth body against her own.
"You're right... And maybe I should take my shirt off too so I can breathe for once." Skye said.
Jumping off the couch, she quickly removed her leather top and bra, freeing her perky breasts. With how divine her body looked, it was a shame she would have to explode.
Rather than simply sitting back down, Skye turned around and moved in front of Lydia. She slowly lowered her body into the analyst's lap until her round cheeks made contact. Carefully, she leaned back, feeling soft breasts press into her backside. And when she spotted Samson drawing close, she spread her legs and angled her hips back to present her inviting ass.
"I hope I'm not too heavy... God, I hope he can fit..." Skye nervously said, keeping her hands on her legs to hold them spread apart.
Lydia slid her hand along the goo coated sofa, collecting some of Bernice's remains on her hand. She played with it on her fingertips, splaying them out so the emerald slime webbed out, then clenching it to ooze out between her knuckles.
'I think Bernice can help you out posthumously. It's what she would have wanted.' She brought her goo-coated hand to Skye's ass, using her fingers to lubricate her. She tentatively slipped a couple of fingers inside as she reached around with her other hand to massage Skye's bulging balls.
The bulwark was not patient. The head of his cock prodded against the back of Lydia's hand, as if telling her to move. He loomed over the prone women, green goo and his own precum dripping down onto them, his hot breath on Skye's perfect breasts.
'Spread your legs wide.' Lydia instructed as Samson found his footing on either side of the sofa. The head of his cock now pushed against Skye's hole, eliciting a whimper and a moan.
Skye's heart was beating madly, her chest heaving. Her eyes refused to blink as everything unfolded between her legs. Legs that she was desperately trying to spread ever further. If she had been any stronger, she surely would have popped them right out of their sockets.
"Ohh, Samson..." Skye moaned as he began laying siege on her sealed tight missile silo.
Just inside was her painfully swollen prostate. She bit her lip, trying her best to stifle a scream as he bored into her. The green goo was a perfect addition, allowing him to split her wide without any tearing. It was still a bombardment of pain and pleasure however.
Once her ass opened up just enough, his massive metal rocket surged deep into her. It pressed heavily against her primed detonator, sending a powerful pulsation through her cock. An ungodly amount of pre cum gushed out of her, splattering against her breasts and belly. A belly that was already painfully bulging, begging to be rubbed soothingly.
"Oh, oh God!' Skye screamed at the top of her lungs. Her back arched nearly enough to shatter her spine.
Lydia moved her hand from Skye's balls to her cock; wrapped around the throbbing member, her slender fingers looked almost dainty. She used Skye's own pre-cum to lubricate and pumped her cock vigorously, pointing it directly at their faces so if the the stricken dickgirl were to explode, they could share her seed... assuming she didn't explode with enough force to take their pretty heads clean off.
The bulging shape of Samson's cock stretched Skye's stomach out; with every thrust he paused, and with every pause, Lydia massaged the top of the bulge, rubbing Skye's belly and the cock buried inside her. Not satisfied with just using her hands, she stretched her leg out, coaxing Samson deeper with her toes. As he plunged further inside, Skye thought for sure her internal organs might give way. Then he'd pull back again, only to thrust over and over, using the dickgirl's body as his toy.
Skye was being rammed down onto Lydia; her own weight was less of a concern as the analyst was crushed down by the armored horse's onslaught. As Skye arched back, she let out a moan and gasped; she couldn't help but grind against the woman in her lap even as she was squashed further back. She wanted to turn the quivering dickgirl into a blast of pleasure and didn't care what it took...
Skye couldn't form any words, only able to moan and scream as the mighty cock thrust in and out of her battered body. A fresh gush of pre cum shot out each time he drilled deep, coating her entire front in the hot, pinkish cream. No matter how much shot out of her, her balls never shrunk one bit. If anything, they grew that much bigger. A few drops managed to launch into her gaping mouth, letting her savor the candy like taste once more.
There shouldn't be any way she could possibly survive the encounter with Samson, especially with how hard and deep he was going. Skye watched the bulge swell and shrink over and over, hypnotized by the sight. It seemingly grew bigger, working further up through her body, attempting to spear her completely. So far, nothing seemed to be permanently damaged, either from good genetics or because of Bernice's slime and the experimental pink slime coursing through her body.
Down below, her cock and balls were on borrowed time. Both fat orbs had swollen so much that they nearly looked like two grenades now, begging to have their pins pulled. And her cock with its red, throbbing head acting as the trigger. But even if Lydia knew just what to do, it felt as if something was missing. Skye's body wanted to blow, but it wanted something else as well, like feeling what would surely be intense pulsations rushing through Samson's cock once he himself blew.
"Ohh... You can do it Samson... Give it all to me!" Skye begged.
Lydia held Skye wrapped one arm around Skye tightly, gripping her breast, bracing her for what she knew was coming. Her other hand never left Skye's throbbing shaft, desperately trying to make her splatter all over them both... and possibly spread them both all over the walls.
Her legs stretched out and worked the base of the metal shaft with her soft soles, her toes curling and uncurling against the rigid cock. She could feel him trembling, pressing down on Skye with more force.
In the observation room, there was a muffled squeak as Marissa filled Dr Tai's mouth with cum, beating the armored horse by seconds.
Then it got messy.
With a mighty huff, Samson came, thrusting into Skye's ass and pumping her full of warm, gooey, slimy seed. Her distended belly rippled as pulse after pulse of the bulwark's fluid filled her insides. She was too tight for it to spill out so instead, she swelled. Lydia stroked her belly with each pump, encouraging more and more cum further up inside her as though she was trying to make her overflow. Her cock-stroking never stopped as she started to gasp in Skye's ear, a mixture of ordering her and pleading with her... 'cum for me... explode for me... I want you to tear my body apart... please... do it... explode... EXPLODE!'
The moment that Skye had been waiting for came suddenly when the massive cock deep inside of her erupted powerfully. Her whole body tensed up as her belly swelled right before her eyes, churning with hot cum. She had been feeling horny for so long, but now she felt something else brewing from within. Both spread legs began shuddering, her belly tensing up greatly, both fat balls tightening to the point of bursting. Whether it was one specific thing or a combination, everything happening to her was finally about to give her the release she had been yearning for.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come so hard!" Skye screamed at the top of her lungs, gazing down at her cock right as the first powerful pulsation of her climax coursed through it end-to-tip.
Lydia's aim had been true. The biggest explosion of cum that could rival even Samson's own rocketed from her cock, splattering thick all over her face. She could hardly breathe, nearly drowning as she did her best to continue moaning and screaming in blissful ecstasy through the bombardment. Each and every shot caused her ass to clench tightly around Samson, keeping him hard and happy as he continued to unload into her.
Despite the intensity of her climax, she needed even more. Letting go of her legs, Skye cupped both of her quaking balls and fondled them roughly, desperate to get every last drop out of them. As her orgasm went on, it was seemingly growing in intensity, her body heating up as her muscles clenched harder and faster. Much like feeling a climax build, she was feeling something completely different and euphoric charging up deep inside her inner core.
A moment of clarity washed through her mind suddenly. All those subtle hints, heavenly feelings, and Lydia's final words. In her last moments, Skye gasped, her eyes going wide when she realized what was only seconds away…
No longer a pinkish-white; Skye's cum was now a vivid gooey pink; as it splashed all over the girl's faces, Lydia licked it from Skye's neck and cheek hungrily. "Yes... fuck yes... do it... I want it... splatter us fucking everywhere..."
At the same time, the energy built within the stricken dick girl; it was all too much and now something was happening and she just didn't have any control over it... couldn't stop it...
With a cry, her orgasm turned into a cataclysm that knocked the armored horse backwards and tore the two women to shreds.
It wasn't just Skye's cock and balls that exploded, but her whole body. The experiment Lydia had subjected her too had changed her entire body chemistry into something else, something volatile. That it claimed the analyst as it came to fruition seemed to be part of her plan...
There was a few seconds of swelling beyond what was happening by the gallons of horse cum being pumped into her as realization dawned on Skye and she knew... she knew... she was doomed and that Lydia, the tight, sexy analyst who was even now grinding against her, was the cause.
Lydia moaned with delight as she felt Skye's body swelling and building with uncontrolled energy. She squeezed the dickgirl tighter and tighter, desperately grinding, wanting one more fantastic high before they both got annihilated. She got her wish, one final peak, a climax more powerful than she'd ever felt, and would ever feel again.
The the gorgeous dickgirl detonated.
Her body ruptured and exploded, gorily splattering along with Lydia, the two women forcefully splashing in meaty chunks all over the room, the sofa, and the bulwark that had been fucking them.
Skye was completely destroyed; gooey pink blobs raining down all around the room, landing on the few identifiable parts of Lydia that remained; an arm, part of her leg, toes still curled.
Skye was gone, reduced to nothing but pink splatterings strewn about the room. The couch was completely ruined. Samson nearly toppled all the way over backwards from the blast. But with how he was happily whinnying, he was just glad he finally got the relief he had desperately been needing. The room might have been covered in pink goo and gore, but there was also a decent amount of bulwark cum that sprayed all over.
After composing themselves, Dr Tai and Marissa slowly made their way out into the carnage. When the scientist bent down to inspect one of the pink blobs, it turned brighter and tried to ooze away. That was enough to put a smile on her face, knowing that the experiment was a success. If the goo acted shy now, just imagine how the resulting nitrogirl would act.
Dr Tai stepped carefully over one of Lydia's limbs, drawing a small datapad from her pocket. 'Action the following items. Containment crew for research lab. Yes, for regrowth. Separate pinks and greens. Ditch anything red, it's just analyst. No, she did it herself. Return Samson to his pen; give him some kind of treat. Nah, he's probably pretty fucking set for 'relief', get him some metal scraps to eat or something. And advertise for a research analyst. Preferably blonde but whatever... and... have the recording from today uploaded to my personal computer. I want to review it in private...'
'What's going to happen now?' Marissa asked. Dr Tai turned, as if having forgotten she was there, and grinned.
'We're going to wait and see if the late Dr Stiles' work was a success.'
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