Doctor Andrews looked down at his monitor in consternation. The eradication procedure was taking much longer than expected. Twenty minutes ago he had to have his assistant sedate the man in the treatment room, but even with the sedation and restraints, the naked male in the treatment room still was convulsing from the treatment cycle. Andrews looked through the clear glass window separating his control center from the treatment table. He could see sweat dripping off the muscular man, and could only imagine the sensations the eradicator were creating in the man's pelvic area. Finally the monitor showed the last of the infestation destroyed in the man's body, and Andrews backed off the current. The man's body stopped heaving, but he was still breathing hard as the technicians entered the room, disengaged the extractor, transferred the man to a gurney, and wiped off the huge amount of semen released by the procedure. The doctor met the gurney just before the technicians covered the naked form with a sheet. Even 5 minutes after removal of the extractor, the man was still hard and his thick nipples still were contracted into firm pencil-eraser sized mounds of flesh. This was the third one this week...
Parker started off on his overnight camping trip like he had several times before this season. He liked the solitude offered by the mountains, and he and his friends had found a particular site that had a great of clearances for setting up tents, nice views of the mountains, and easy access to fresh water. His slim, muscled body enjoyed the workout of hiking, and he loved how the sun bleached his blonde hair and made what little body hair he had almost disappear. What he didn't know is that all of the men being referred to Doctor Andrew's facility had recently camped overnight in this area. The men were so confused and oversexed that the good doctor couldn't find out anything about what had happened to them, let alone notify any authorities as to how to prevent these infestations.
Parker and his friends had a great hike and made it to the campsite just before sunset. They pitched their tents, built a fire, and proceeded to cook dinner. It didn't take long for the whiskey to come out after cleaning up the campsite, and with the exertion of the hike the men quickly headed to their tents and a deep, partially drunken sleep in the cool night air. The men had been around the campsite long enough for their pheromones to spread into the woods, and around midnight it took notice. It started to follow the scent back to the camp, and it focused on the strongest scent which was coming from Parker's sleeping body. It slid into Parker's tent and slowly worked its way up Parker's leg. It secreted a drug on Parker's skin that would keep Parker from resisting or remembering, but what it didn't know was how long it had been since Parker had been fucked, and how desperate Parker was to be invaded. Parker was deep in a dream state, and the sensations it was creating had started a sex dream in Parker's mind. Parker was now thinking of a bondage session he'd had years ago, and was begging his master to take him.
It made its way between Parker's legs, and hesitated briefly before boring into Parker's anus. It dug in until it bumped against Parker's prostate, and upon finding the swollen gland, it extended a proboscis, piercing Parker's rectum and implanting itself deep in Parker's gland. Parker hardly noticed ^Ö in his dream he had just taken his master's thick cock deep into his ass. It sent two of it's tendrils around Parker's scrotum, and the tendrils searched for Parker's thick penis. They followed the shaft, then focused their attention on the wet tip. It had to squeeze it's tendrils together to fit them into the narrow slit, and with an undulating motion worked itself down the inside of Parker's urethra, past his prostate, then around his ejaculatory ducts, coming to rest in his testicles. In Parker's mind another dungeon master had just sounded him with a thick metal rod slid down into his penis through his urethra.
It started to engorge itself and its tendrils, which Parker just interpreted as his tops starting to pump away at his bound body. It began to pulse, as it entered its own reproductive cycle. It reached it's version of a climax, as it released millions of its own cells into Parker's glands. As the release increased, it went rigid, and anyone watching Parker's body would have seen his cock and scrotum articulate under the force of the rigid spasming tendrils, and see bulges moving down the tendrils and through the distended penis as the tendrils deposited their cargo deep into Parker's body. What would have been pain without its secretions was transformed into waves of pleasure, and just as it finished implanting Parker came. Parker's semen and fluids never made it out of his body; its tendrils absorbed every last drop before both it and Parker relaxed. Its job done, it slowly slid out of Parker's orifices. Easing back down Parker's leg, it slowly retreated back into the forest. Parker drifted off into a deep sleep, imagining his masters doing more and more extreme things to his body.
The next day Parker woke up at sunrise, and was surprisingly refreshed. None of his friends seemed to have slept that well, but after breakfast and some coffee the men were all ready to face the day. They had a pleasant hike back to their cars, and Parker joined them for a movie and dinner once they got back into town. Parker had barely finished unpacking when he started feeling very tired, at which point he went to bed and fell asleep. The organisms in Parker's body had started to grow and spread, and were secreting just like it had the night before. The secretions triggered Parker's dream again, and as they worked on Parker's glands Parker once again relived his fucking, probing and estim experience in the dungeon.
Parker woke up almost at noon the following day. He was incredibly horny, and his balls and ass where aching like they never had before. He made his way to the shower, and soaped and rinsed his taught body. He brushed his cock, and as he soaped it up, he suddenly experienced an intense orgasm. Unlike a normal orgasm, he came with so much fluid that it felt like he was pissing, not ejaculating. It was intensely pleasurable until the very end when it felt like a burning iron was trying to pass through his cock. Parker could barely stand at this point, and decided to head to the hospital.
Parker got to the emergency room just as his erection had returned. He couldn't bring himself to explain to the nurse what was happening, but one look at his ashen face and his trousers was enough ^Ö the Nurse knew to send him right to Doctor Andrew's ward. One of Andrew's technicians came down and collected Parker, but by the time he got Parker to the treatment room Parker was so horny his body was making thrusting motions. Parker was too delirious to say or do anything at this point, and the Doctor directed the technician to put parker directly onto the eradicator.
The eradicator was a combination mini-MR scanner and electroshock device. The scanner fit around the man's pelvis, and allowed Andrews to locate the organisms within the male genital organs. The electroshock device had a number of internal and external electrodes and provided the means for Andrews to focus the treatment currents on the intruding organisms. The technician cut away Parker's clothes, and he and Andrews arranged the sweating blonde form on the extractor table. Parker was then restrained to the table to keep his arms, legs, or pelvis from moving, and the technician put a mouth gag in Parker's mouth to keep him from biting his tongue. In Parker's state, this was just interpreted as a thick cock sliding down his throat. Just like many men before him, Parker involuntarily started sucking the gag and moaning from behind it.
Andrews then inspected the electrodes. The external ones were simple pads, which Andrews attached to Parker's lower abdomen, glutes, and testicles. There were two internal electrodes, one for the anus and the other for the urethra. The anal electrode was shaped like a curved butt-plug, and was designed to make contact with the entire prostate surface. The urethral probe was long and curved with a bulge at the end, and meant to sink all the way into the penis, settling in the prostate itself and forcing the internal ducts open. Andrews slid the anal electrode in Parker, noting that the man's retrained hips were trying to flex, and that the sphincter was wildly pulsating around the metal even though no current was applied. The urethral probe was next, and the technican noted a muffled yell from Parker as the bulge forced its way down the erect penis, and distended the infested prostate gland. Finally Andrews threaded a catheter into a tiny slit in Parker's abdomen, and providing a supply of synthetic fluids to Parker's glands so they could withstand the treatment unharmed. With Parker's body encased with probes, Andrews slid the scanner into place and retreated to his control room.
Andrews ran the first scan, and saw the now all too familiar pattern. The organisms had spread throughout the testicles and prostate, and Parker would require an extensive treatment. Andrews turned on the eradicator, and using the computer controls began to focus the current on the left testicle. To keep from injuring the subject, the treatment could only focus on one small area at a time. Once the current focused on the lower half of the testicle, Andrews increased the current flow and killed the intruding organisms. The effect wasn't limited to the microscopic creatures ^Ö looking up through the window Andrews could see Parker's body strain under the restraints, and his smaller nipples started to get hard. Parker's penis throbbed, and just like the men before him Parker climaxed with more force than was normal for a human. The cum forced its way around the urethral electrode, and spurted over Parker's crotch and legs, with the final jets dripping down the side of his cock. The scanner kept Andrews from witnessing the ejaculation directly, but he could see the occasional jet of semen shoot out from the scanner, and the stiffening blobs glistening on Parker's legs.
Andrews shifted the current to the right testicle, and proceeded to eradicate the organisms there. Alternating back and forth, Andrews slowly cleared the scrotum of all sings of infestation. It took 25 minutes, longer than any man thus far, to clear, mostly due to the larger than normal testicles Parker had dangling in his sack. Parker had something like 10 different ejaculations during this time, and if it wasn't for the catheter Parker's glands would have been exhausted after the first 3. Now Andrews prepared to tackle the heart of the matter ^Ö the organisms lodged deep in Parker's prostate. The previous men had to be sedated at this point, but the technician told Andrews it looked like Parker was actually enjoying the treatment. Andrews decided to go forward.
Since Parker's prostate was sitting in the geometric center of the electrodes, Andrews was able to treat the entire glad with one pulse session. Andrews focused the current, and then started the sequence. Unlike the smaller probes around Parker's scrotum, this flow was much stronger and larger. All of Parker's pelvic nerves were subjected to the estim, and the force of stimulation burned through all the effects of the secretions, and Parker was jolted into full consciousness. Andrews saw Parker's eyes open wide, but it was too late to stop the sequence. The current increased, and the restrained man's body arched and bucked under the restraints. All Parker could feel was a massive wave of energy between his legs, and suddenly it felt like his entire body was ejaculating. The force of the spasm was so great Parker broke one of his restraints. His body flexed for a full minute as the current killed off the last of the intruders while causing Parker's genitials to pulse out jet after jet of cum.
The current sequence finally ended, and Parker collapsed back on the treatment table. He was unconscious and covered in layers of sweat and semen. The technician wiped him down with alcohol to clean up the mess of fluids as Andrews entered the room and removed the electrodes. Parker seemed to groan as the anal electrode was removed, and his hips flexed as the urethral probe was removed. His nipples and penis were still hard as he was wheeled from the recovery room. As Andrews went to fill out his chart, he noticed Parker was wearing hiking boots. Andrews hadn't noticed it before, but as he went through the ward he found that all of the men still there had hiking equipment in their personal effects... he had finally found the break he needed!