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The dragoness had already been well restrained, this particular lab room had taken a long time simply due to the unique factors in handling the great beast. A giant collar made from composite materials held her head up, strong and stable chains anchoring it from three points behind.

All four legs had been shoved through padded ringed holes, covered by the sturdy metals that made the furnishing, such as it was, that bore the dragon's terrible weight. Even the tail had been sealed into a similar hole, all of them pressurised shut. Oh it thrashed and growled, noises relatively muffled by the heavy gasmask that had been fitted on. The restrained monster could achieve practically nothing for all its attempts. Staring angrily through thick lenses, as the staff moved in front of her, their daily attention had been spent on bringing in a large fabricated construction with a streamlined shape and an odd hatch. With a piston going back to a control box of some kind.

Once they had ironed out the plan of their test, the dragon had begun a conditioning process, and months later they had perfected it, no matter how angered and thrashing it was, they could take the edge off that turmoil while at the same time sedating her. Using a mix that the dragon had come to associate with arousal, making her own body betray her. It was this very compound that they began pumping into her mask, the scent and taste triggering the desired reactions.

What made it all the more pressing was that in the months since her capture she had fallen into heat, of a kind, but despite triggering the lust she felt on numerous occasions, the staff had prevented themselves and the dragoness from doing anything about it after one accidental orgasm forced upon her by a stress-test of sorts. This of course left her needy and horny.

Doors slid open, and the kobold they dragged in had been purposefully selected and physically prepared for the test, he struggled fearfully, bound to a metal rig, borrowed from another experiment. His hands and feet had been packed into durable bags, those mitts were then bound firmly by synthetic cuffs at ankles and wrists, his head was also trapped inside a gasmask, though this one only fed air, at least at present, leaving his claws fully obscured and nullified without having to go to extremes.

The metal rig was hoisted up into the hatch of the huge thing at the centre of the room. Leaving the kobold with his back to the ground, all four limbs stretched skyward through the hoops that held him.

Whilst this had been done, the dragoness had calmed from her anger, but was starting to be heated in a different way, her chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, and most telling of all, the vent between her hind legs had opened a crack, the scales pulling back to reveal her sex. Stuck on her back like that, it was a view for all to see, a small glistening in the light showed the signs of liquids trickling out.

The piston whirred, starting and stopping in the air as they made sure one last time that the extra weight was within expected levels. Being juggled in the air made the kobold rather queasy, and he tried to peer up, having seen the dragoness who, what felt like a lifetime ago, he served and worshipped. Looking for something to help comfort him or indeed save him, but from his point all he could see was the flutter of a lab-coat and the dark enclosing of the tube around him, which proved to be hollow. The assembled staff were all busy, one of them wandered up to the kobold and fitted an extra long hose to the front of his mask before giving an all clear gesture to the project leader. The hose had been dangling loose inside the device and fed deep into it, with plenty of length to spare. With that connected they proceeded with a few more presses of buttons and turning of dials.

The hatch below the kobold swung slowly open before locking with a click and pressurised hiss, sealing off invisibly. After which the metal rig snapped open, the kobold falling onto the tube's floor, immediately rubbing at the mask, thudding and struggling inside.

It was time, the machine pressing forward now, the caught kobold fighting within it. Looming ever close to the groin of the huge dragon, the dragoness herself was trying to snap out of the chemical daze as she saw what was being done, it seemed like a huge metal construct to the kobold, but the shape and thickness of it stirred worries in the dragoness, the thing was shaped at the end to be inserted into her!

She tugged and fought desperately, her hips straining to pull away, but to no avail. The piston was gradually pressed closer until the rounded end shoved against her and using the juices that had been generated, it barely slowed down in its passage. The dragoness roared as her cave was violated by the chilled metal.

The kobold meanwhile, was faring no better, he'd been banging the walls when the roar emerged from his struggling dragoness. The device's head was pressed into the warm fold before it, and his world was shaken as the dragoness protested. While it didn't seem like much motion happened outside, the sudden clenching and hip shaking was a small scale quake to the kobold. Despite this the pistoning device only rocked slightly, and then came to a halt, inserted deep into the dragoness.

The kobold still felt the cool air from the mask, and not being the most intelligent thing, didn't understand what had happened, nor why the case seemed to be warming. He thumped against the side, hurling his shoulders at the walls, kicking at the floor, the smooth material clacked like plastic to his motions seemingly doing nothing but getting him rocked around by external forces without warning.

Those external forces were the dragoness herself, to whom the insert was shaking and trilling like a strange -if weak- erratic vibrator, her reflexes making her clench against the oversized toy as she began losing her anger and focus to arousal only. This was only made worse when the giant tube was pulled back slowly, and then pressed in again, the scientists started it on an automated hump, pressing in and out of the captive, shaking the poor kobold inside. Liquid dribbled out after it, before with each in-out rep more started to be sprayed, the dragoness wanted it, and she wanted it badly. Having been kept without climax for weeks.

Her body practically quivered before the device slowed again, pressing in, and then further still, she cried out as it started to press past her more sensitive parts and into the canal beyond. Becoming more discomfort than stimulation, but inside the kobold's world was about to change.

The rounded end of the tube suddenly collapsed inward, folding up neatly, it was dark, of course, but kobolds being used to lives underground had an advantage in seeing... and what he could see worried him, the odd pinkish colours of entrails stretched around the tip. He pressed himself back from it, but the wall at the base of the tube started to press in with hydraulic smoothness. The small creature started banging against the metal, which didn't yield until he was pushed resolutely into the stretched flesh beyond.

The tube started to pull away, then, and before the kobold could leap for it the dragoness squeezed, the tight flesh pinched shut around the kobold, his only tether to the outside being the long air pipe, his bared scales massaged by the slick wet and warm walls, which, despite the mask, reeked with the dragoness' scent. And within seconds, between the arousing smell and the constant squeeze over his body, his own cock had grown out, but he had to escape! The trouble was, he was a runt among his own kind, the simple squeeze of the inner walls was barely weaker than he was, so he made very slow progress, all the while spurring further reflexive or needy actions from his liege, at least he was making motions in the right way...

The dragoness squirmed and thrashed as the teasing device, dripping with her fluids, was pulled back to it's starting position and sprayed down with water. They'd edged and teased her that much, and now had to endure the indescribable feeling of the supplicant kobold squishing inside parts where she'd not even felt a dragon's length! The creature was smaller than the eggs that had rolled out of the same tube but it was nothing alike, the four limbs and tail rubbing against her, she hated the kobold for it. Not realising he was trying to break free, instead thinking he was teasing her on purpose! Working his path slowly back to her nexus.

She tried to focus again, wondering if she could make herself eject the creature with the right squeezes, she was so caught up in this that she only noticed the lowering visor when it was two feet from her eyes, too late to do anything about it as the long arm pressed it over the gas-mask's eye-holes. Blocking her sight as another machine was rumbled out. Straps around her hips and tail were adjusted, she felt the one right at her waist unclipped and tried to twist her hips, but that just revealed the next item sooner. A large flat metal pad chillingly held up to her, lined with some composite on the inside. The loosened belts make a loud click as hands slotted them into place, as well as one below her legs. She had no idea what was going on!

The staff rolled the chastising device against her, bolting it securely, a few pipes stuck out of the front, one of which provided the air to the forcibly unbirthed kobold. A pump working to ensure it kept the air fresh no matter how shallow the kobold breathed. The active part of the test was ended. Now it was time to relocate the subject and observe. The blended gas in the dragon's mask changed composition, wafting in a sedative that forced her to still until she was as near to sleep as chemicals could provide.

Waking up an unknown time later, the dragoness was filled with desperate need, she slid a claw to her crotch, and was startled by the plate. The memories coming back as she also felt the weight inside her, the kobold, had made it to the shield's inner side, and her waking had roused him too, she looked around, she was in the cell they'd kept her in before, and while they'd deigned to leave her unbound this time, they had thrown all manner of sex toys around her, useless as her vent was firmly locked away, but just the sight of them, complicated her thoughts..

... Of course! That was it! The kobold was still inside her, and still addled with lust, her brain made a lewd plan, as to how she could finally get off, the dragoness started to hump the air,squeezing down on the trapped former-servant.

The kobold himself was panicking as his mistress shook him around, he tried to break away and push free, the mitts remaining firmly in place denying him any agency of his own, he slammed into the wall behind as the dragoness' vent opened again, and he felt more than heard the moan of need she let out, her walls clenching with a sexual hunger. They caught him as he bounced back, and he found himself squashed between her again, the milking massaging sucked the kobold in deeper, he was powerless to stop it, and soon found himself being used as a toy. He tried to kick and scratch but his limbs only pressed harmlessly into the folds, kneading them and making her love it all the more. Constantly sucked in deeper and deeper, the soaked heat around him as effective as any trap, as his slicked body was pressed in.

The staff watched impassively. Their next test involving the dragon could wait a while. The results were what they expected from her, but it remained to be seen how the trap might effect the kobold inside. But... they had time, and plenty of means to knock both out, to clean up, or feed the kobold, and so on.

And thus was his fate. Between moments of being drugged unconscious, to wake finding his hunger sated the kobold spent what felt an eternity trapped in the fleshy walls, he and his mistress constantly having their air spiked with arousal, him serving until he felt the roaring crush of her climaxes. And with every one they shared he felt more and more devoted to serving, and cared less for his own... perhaps one day he'd be freed, but for now, the gentle squeeze, the barely felt pats of approval, and the comforting warmth had lost their traumatic edge. If the science team did ever decide to extract him, they'd find him eager to please and love any female he could fit his body inside. Of course, they had further trials for the dragon. So one day they'd need him out, but there was no rush....