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Experiment

Subject: 054

Name: Cole Roberts

Species: Coyote

Occupation: Volunteer

Test #: 0768

Lead Scientist: Alex

A light would shine down on Cole, causing him to close his eyes, having been in complete darkness. He wasn't sure what kind of experiment he signed up for, but he was confused on how him being strapped to a table, arms restrained and legs spread, a muzzle keep his mouth closed, and some kind of weird glass container around his cock with a tube at the top was supposed to help out with aspirin. Perhaps this was supposed to see how long a headache could last?

On the other side of the observation glass stood a grey wolf, his white tipped ears flicking about as he read the coyote's contract. "Hmm... aha, so he is hear for the ass spearing experiment. Just making sure... hmm... no restrictions... alright, neat."Alex clicked on the control panel before he says, "Alright, activating the electro-stimulation."

As Cole looked around, he felt his muscles tense and his length twitch as something started buzzing. It seemed to be coming right from his sack, which was odd. As it continued on, becoming more and more apparent, he suddenly lost control, losing the battle of resisting and released a muffled cry as he flooded the glass vial with his virile seed, the buzzing echoing throughout his skull.

When he came down from his orgasmic high, the buzzing stopped. He had no idea what that buzzing was from, as mentioned earlier, but whatever it was, it made him hit his unexpected climax. That's when the glass container around his cock felt like it was getting tighter, to which he looked up, only to see his white seed being sucked up via the tube connected at the top. It would flow up the tube, twisting, turning, going around in loops, before disappearing within the large machine in the center of the room.

'Was... was I just harvested,' thought Cole as he heard the machine whirring to life, the green lights flashing and the red lights blinking. As he watched in fascination, a bunch of blue lines would appear, quickly disappearing before the words "Specimen analyzed" echoed throughout the room. His seed would then go up another tube, disappearing into the ceiling.

When the coyote's fluids began to fill up a much larger vial, Alex would look at it before he sighs heavily. "That's not enough... guess I'll have to take it to the next level." He would flick a switch before watching intently, his fingers tapping rapidly on the control panel.He would then look up, the screen on the window letting him know that the drill was getting ready. So with a smile, he would lick his lips,his tail wagging in excitement as he watched.

Cole simply lay there, confused, not really sure what was going on. At least that annoying buzzing had stopped... which was soon replaced by beeping. Great. Looking around for where the beeping came from, he soon saw a panel above him open, releasing some kind of weird machine. It wasn't too big, but what was attached to it made him worry slightly. It was pink with bumps all over it and had a rounded top. It reminded him of a mushroom in a way... and his heart suddenly beat faster as he saw it stop right in between his legs.

He began to struggle, trying to free himself from his restraints, but it was no use. No matter what he tried, all of his efforts were futile. So he watched in horror as the pink round thing slowly extended, heading right towards his tailhole. His tail tried to raise itself in defense, but it was useless, his tail was locked to the table.He couldn't even wag it without feeling pain, not that he was wanting to wag it or anything.

He nearly jumped when he felt the cold rubber end touch his warm pucker. He clenched instinctively, trying to keep the invader out, but even that was futile as the machine simply thrust it hard inside of him, causing him to let loose a muffled yelp, plus a string of curses. At least, curses he only knew... the stupid muzzle preventing him from actually saying them. He didn't even have time to adjust to the invader as it began to pull out before pushing in, his teeth clenching, though he wished he didn't have the muzzle on for what it did next.

As it pushed into him, those bumps spreading his taut ring even more, the pink rubber thing began to slowly twist, Cole closing his eyes in absolute pain. While it spun within his ring, it began to pull and push into him, his tailhole clenching and twitching around the pink rubber. He could feel tears streaming down his cheeks, yet at the same time, he watched in horror as his cock began spurting once more, filling up the glass container again. Just like before, as he finished, the tube at the end of the glass began to suck out his cum, sending it to the machine to be analyzed before sending it to who knows where?

But the machine continued to violate his hole, thrusting, pulling, spinning, it did all of those things, but it began to go faster and harder, as if it was trying to prove that he was the machine's bitch. Well, like it or not, he could do nothing except let the machine do whatever it wanted to do to him. Or at least, do what the person controlling it wanted it to do to him. That's when the buzzing happened, causing him to yelp as his balls began to twitch, bring him closer and closer to yet another release.

His mind became clouded as the machine spun faster and pushed into him harder. It began to feel good, which made his cheeks burn at the thought that something like this, something this humiliating could actually feel good. He hated it, yet he loved it... he despised this damn machine, yet he wanted to know if it could do more things to him... he was utterly confused. So as it continued ramming into his hole, spinning as it pulled out and spinning as it slammed inside, all he could do was lay there and take it.

As he came again, the same thing happening to his seed, the machine would stop, pulling out of his hole before being retracted back into the ceiling. He wished the muzzle wasn't on his face so he could pant, but since it was, the only thing he could manage was rapid exhaling and inhaling through his nose. His ears would flick at the sound of beeping from above him, to which the machine would disappear into the ceiling. Now he was confused.

In the observation room, Alex was leaning against the panel, smiling before he says, "I told you that it would be a success," and he would raise his champagne glass, lightly bumping it against the female wolf's own glass. She would then take a sip before she says, "Indeed, you sure proved us all wrong. You managed to harvest enough seed for us to use. What do you plan on doing to him next?"

As Cole lay there, slowly trying to regain focus, a panel would open right in between his legs. That's when he noticed he still had the glass tube on his cock, which was still connected to the machine. Oh crap. From the panel rose a black horse dildo, about two feet long and connected to some kind of tube. Oh no... it would slowly move to his tailhole and, pressing against his twitching ring, it pushed and pushed until it popped in, spreading his hole wide as it sunk into him, going all the way until the rib hit his pucker. Well, it didn't stop there, it would push right on past, sinking in until he felt the end of it touch his rear.

When he looked down, he nearly cried. His belly had distended far beyond what he was comfortable with, though his comfort level was with the pink rubber butt plug thing and not a two foot horse cock. But not like he could fight it, it had already hilted itself inside of him... and it just sat there, doing nothing. Though he swore his balls were twitching and he could hear the faint sound of buzzing nearby...

Alex would take a sip of his drink before he let out a yawn. The female would let out a yawn as well before she asks, "Shall we put the subject away?" She was surprised when Alex laughed. "Put him away? Nah, we'll just keep collecting samples from him overnight." She would take a step back before she asks, "Is... is that legal?" Alex would turn the knob all the way to the right before he says, "Probably not, but he signed a contract so I can do whatever I want with him. So come on, let's go celebrate. Turn off the light to while you're at it."

The buzzing was deafening and his ass was burning as the horse cock began to pound into his rear. It would draw back, running along the backside of his twitching sack as he came, the machine sucking up his cum once again. The horse cock would plunge into his hole, brushing past his prostate before entering his guts. Oh, it hurt so bad, but it felt so good. He just wished he wasn't restrained... and it was a real horse... but oh well.

Thrusting, pulling, plunging, withdrawing, he was moaning each time the dildo rammed into his guts, his cock spurting his seed into the tube, the machine constantly sucking, which only made him cum more. His ass was becoming numb and his cock hypersensitive, oh he wished this would stop so he could take a break, but it didn't seem like it would stop soon. The buzzing drowned out any other noise, but how his balls were reacting to it, he didn't care, it felt so damn good, yet hurt so damn bad.

As he came for the hundredth time, the exact amount lost somewhere within his skull, he would open his eyes, his vision blurry, and everything went black. At first, he thought he fainted, but then he realized that, if he had fainted, all the noises would have died off. Oh no, they turned off the lights! So trying to find the strength to thrash around, it was quickly ebbed away when he came hard into the glass tube, the ebony cock continuing to pound his guts.

This was going to be a long night... so as he let out a muffled cry, he could feel his cock twitching as he released yet again. He would probably be releasing all night, which meant he was either going to pass out from sheer exhaustion... or hopefully he would just die so he didn't have to do this anymore. With every thrust the horse cock made, he mentally wished for the power to go out or for lightning to strike him. But no, neither happened. Instead, he simply came yet again, his eyes shutting tight as tears streamed down his face.

This would have to end one way or another... so, as he came once again, he mentally plotted his revenge as his eyes shut, his mind slipping away into unconsciousness. Oh yes, whoever the lead researcher was, they would get theirs in turn.