Symbiosis

Symbiosis An alien fantasy on Earth By Robert Lust

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Chapter 3 CLEAN UPS

Donovan Warren's Journal Red Tag February 26th 2345 1150 hours

I left the doctors office feeling a little bit more relaxed. I don't feel as anxious as I did before. I feel slightly uncomfortable about this ring I?ve been placed around my dick and balls, but it doesn't really bother me or anything, it's just weird. I'm now in a very small room waiting. They told me an aide would be coming to bring me to my assigned room. There's something really weird about this place. I haven't seen any girls at all, just boys. There's another guy in the room. Slightly chubby, black hair. He's got green eyes and heavy brows and lashes. His uniform is not red, but silver.

"Hi!" I say, "I'm Donovan."

"Hugo," he says.

We stretch hands when another door opens. A Native American boy comes in. His hair is long and black. I've never seen such long hair in a boy.

"Hi!" I say, "I'm Donovan. He's Hugo."

"Randall," He says as he clasps my hand and then Hugo's.

"Any idea about the color in our uniforms?" I ask.

"Know exactly as much as you do, Donovan."

Suddenly another guy comes in. He's a red-haired kid. Hes got green eyes and freckles. His uniform is not red, but golden. He seems scared. I approach him extending my hand in greeting.

"Hi!" I tell him, "I'm Donovan. These here are Hugo and Randall."

"Hi.." he says looking at the floor, "I'm Jerry...well, Jeremiah...they call me Jerry, or they called me...whatever."

I extend my hand and he clasps it strongly.

"Hey," I say soothingly, "It's gonna be okay?"

He nods. He?s terrified, I can tell.

Suddenly another door opens and a blonde guy comes in. He's shorter that the rest of us. Baby-faced.

"Hi!" he says, "I'm Andreas."

"Donovan," I say. Then I gesture at my partners, "Jerry, Randall and Hugo."

Andreas smiles just as five guys come into the room. All of them wearing skintight suits. The one who seems to be the youngest, a kind of dark-skinned Turkish-like guy, calls my name and I stand up.

"I'm Donovan," I say.

The guy comes closer and extends his hand to me.

"I'm 00100-A18 and I'm gonna be your aide. What's your number?"

"Number?" I ask in confusion.

"Don't worry, I'll explain to you later. Please, follow me. I'll take you to your quarters."

I look back at Jerry. He still seems scared, but his aide is talking to him now, so I hope he'll be okay. Randall is now leaving with his own aide and so is Hugo. Let's see what surprises the day brings. I hope I'll get used to this place. The sooner, the better.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 File Number: 00234-C16 Subject Name: Donovan Warren Time: 1215 hours Aide 00100-A18's personal log

It's a long way to my newbie's quarters, but I barely talk as we walk. 00234-C16 Seems like a nice guy and I hate nice guys because I become attached very easily. I've been recently promoted as an aide, and I intend to go up the ladder very quickly. I was a newbie for only two weeks, then a trainee for only three months and an apprentice for a little bit under a year. I'm the very first human to ever be promoted into aide at such a young age and after the shortest apprenticeship.

As we walk, I explain to 00234-C16 the basic rules of the shelter. I tell him about curfue and I tell him he should be in his quarters when curfue is on. I also explain to him that he'll have three socialization periods during the day, which will take place during mealtimes. I also tell him that the rest of the time he'll be attending training with the proctor. I explain to him that he's very lucky, for reds are the only newbies who get to interact with the masters. Any other tags do not meet the masters until much later.

00234-C16 asks me about my parents, but I pretend I don't acknowledge his question. What's the use? He'll very soon find his way in here the way I did. Truth is I'm glad I came to the shelter in the first place. Before that I used to be a melancholic kid, very prone to depression. When I came here, I realized I could be happier that I had ever been. And I have been.

We stop at the door and show 00234-C16 inside his quarters.

"This is it," I tell him. "You'll get cleaned up, that door on the left is the shower. Oh, about your number!"

I ask him to get naked and he says he won't.

"Look," I tell him, "there's two ways of doing this: the nice way or the hard way. Which one's it gonna be?"

So he gets naked. He seems angry, but does not talk back. I kneel in front of him and remove his jockstrap. I pull his dick down and he looks to the side, as if pretending I'm not touching his cock. I look over the ring he was placed in his privates.

"00234-C16," I tell him.

He looks at me askance, and I point at the serial number he's got engraved in his ring, "That's your number. Memorize it now. Your name will not be acknowledged by the masters, only your number. Get cleaned up. I'll be back for you in ten minutes."

And off I go. There's a puzzled expression in his face.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 File Number: 00233-R14 Subject Name: Jeremiah Winters Time: 1215 hours Aide 00108-A20's personal log

00233-R14 is very scared. I told him he had to get cleaned up, but he wouldn't react. I ask 00233-R14 to get naked. He panics, but I tell him it's alright, I'm just gonna help him get ready for his cleanup. I help him get naked. 00233-R14 is a very good looking boy, 1.65 meters tall, with red and curly long hair and very green eyes. He's not slim, he's average, with that funny 'extra-fat' some teenagers have in their underbelly. As I remove his clothes I can almost immediately understand why he's been tagged golden. His cock is really big for a guy his age, I bet when engorged it must be around 18-19 centimeters. His balls are two big and round low hangers. I assume his cum production during the test must've been huge, otherwise he wouldn't have been tagged golden. I hate it that his pubic hair has been removed, I can imagine that huge uncut veiny pink cock surrounded by a nest of red pubes. Shame I'll never see it that way. I remind myself I shouldn't have these thoughts. Thanks the masters these words won't go into my report.

Once naked, I bring him inside the shower and tell him the process will be automatic. So I'll wait in the room while he's cleaned up.

The process begins and I can hear him gasp. I can then hear him moan and know the process is underway. I can feel my black cock stiffen at the sounds 00233-R14 makes. But as it starts growing, an automatic shock from the ring makes it lay inert again. The pain I've learnt to live with, cause i know i'll be rewarded later on during my night golden cycle.

Now, I'll just wait till 00233-R14 has been cleaned up.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 File Number: 00230-NA15 Subject Name: Randall Chee Time: 1215 hours Aide 00121-B21?s personal log

00230-NA15 is a level-headed guy. And he's handsome too. He's wearing his green overalls and now that we've come to his assigned quarters I'm about to explain about cleanup, socialization and curfue. I'm glad cleanup time is coming, I'm seriously wanting to see him naked. He was tagged a green, so I assume he must be a natural at carnal pleasures. I'm seriously hoping to try him very soon. I know I will.

"Cleanup is scheduled first thing in the morning," I tell him. I'll come pick you up every single day during your newbie term."

"What's a newbie term?" he asks with his grave voice.

"Here, in the shelter, it's your entrance rank," I tell him sitting down on his bed, "your newbie term ends when you are ready to move into the trainee rank, after the Initiation Ceremony."

"I see." He says.

I notice he looks intently at my body through the skintight suit. I don't blame him. I'm athletic and I have a very good looking uncut cock with a pair of big round balls. My whole pack shows through the fabric. I assume the masters designed the suits for that effect precisely.

"Everything alright?" I ask him.

He blushes partially and lowers his sight.

"No need to blush, no need to feel embarrassed," I tell him sincerely, "I do know these suits leave very little to imagination."

"I'm sorry..." he apologizes.

"Hey!" I tell him bringing his face up so he can look me in the eye, "no need to apologize. Are you curious about my body? I can show you if you are?"

This is one of the perks of being a green that I enjoy the most. Unlike other tags, we greens are allowed to use our bodies in whatever manner we see fit during training. After all, Randall will have to get used to pleasuring others.

"No, I..." he says. He seems troubled.

I take his hand and place it over my bulge. He doesn't take it away. His eyes are locked on my pack as I make his hand run over it. My cock is swelling very quickly. 00230-NA15 has a natural curiosity for cock. I'm glad I'm assigned as his aide. From all the newbies I've assisted, I think he's the one I'm going to enjoy the most.

"Like it?" I ask.

He nods.

"Fine," I tell him. "Stand up for me."

He's docile. He stands up immediately.

"Let's see about yours."

He doesn't say anything as I unzip his green overalls. When I put my hand inside his overalls and over his jockstrap, he gasps. He's really hard in there. Nice.

"You like my hand in there?"

"I...I..." he nods.

I bring my hand inside his jockstrap. He gasps again.

"Mhhhh," I tell him, "Nice balls. Nice cock too."

His eyes are half shut. I can tell he likes my touching him. He's breathing heavily now.

"How about we take a peek?" I ask mischievously.

He blushes and nods. I bring his overalls down and move his jockstrap aside. I can now take a look at his gorgeous cock and balls. I squeeze on his rod and he closes his eyes and moans.

"Okay," I say, "time for cleanup. Let's get you naked." And having said so, I help him outside the rest of his outfit. This is gonna be one hell of a cleanup.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 File Number: 00240-C14 Subject Name: Hugo Smith Time: 1215 hours Aide 00116-R22's personal log

00240-C14 has been quiet all the way to his quarters. But once we're in, he suddenly gets in a talkative mood. He's one curious guy, very cute face. His robust figure gives him something special. Probably the why he was tagged a silver, being strong and all.

"So," he says, "what's it mean being a silver?"

"Oh! You mean your tag. Well, you see, the society model of the shelter is a very organized one. First there's the Alphas: The masters, the submasters and the providers. Then there's the Betas Plus: the Proctors, the doctors and the aides. And finally The Betas Minus: the trainees and the newbies, like you. The Betas Minus are tagged depending on their assigned role in society. You were tagged a Silver, which means your role will be that of a Steward."

"I dunno what'char talking about."

"I know," I tell him, "but soon you will. Now, for newbies, clean-up is the very first thing after wake up every morning. So, let's get you ready for cleanup. Please," I say, "get naked and go to that door. That's the shower. I'll wait till you're done."

"Okay," he says and starts getting naked. When he's removed everything, he looks at his ring and asks me, "How 'bout this gadget?"

"Oh!" I tell him, "That will not be removed but for nightcycle."

"What's a nightcycle?" he asks.

I smile. "You'll see tonight. Go ahead and cleanup."

So he walks inside the door. And I wait for him to be done.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 File Number: 00242-B13 Subject Name: Andreas Rainheart Time: 1215 hours Aide 00086-AS28's personal log

It is sort of ironic that me being the oldest of the aide bunch assigned to the new batch, should actually get the youngest of them. But I'm glad. His ass looks rather interesting. And Oranges are usually meant to be stimulated via rectum. He seems to attach himself to me really quickly, which is good. I think he might have a thing for older guys which will also help us get acquainted.

He asks for my name and I'm not sure I should tell him, but maybe I should, you know" How might it hurt? We get to his assigned quarters and I tell him it?s time for him to get ready for cleanup.

"Cleanup?" he asks.

"Yup," I respond, "cleanup is first thing in the morning activity for all newbies. It takes place in the shower and it's an automated process."

"Okay!" he says.

"Here," I tell him, "let me help you out of those clothes. Time's running and you only got five minutes for cleanups."

"You mean I'll take a shower in just five minutes?"

"As I told you, newbie, it's an automated process. Come here..."

He approaches and then I unzip his overalls. He gasps a little but says nothing. I ease his overalls down and then ask him to pull one foot at a time so I can take it completely out. He is gorgeous. Even when he's short, he's got a slim and kind of toned body. His jockstrap prevents me from seeing a tad more, but I see I was right, he has a beautiful lovely butt. I stand up behind him and place my hands on the band of his jockstrap. I feel him sigh as I bring it down, casually brushing his balls and breathing on his rear. I feel his body tense and his dick gets partially engorged.

It's nice teasing him. But not up to me, so I send him to the shower.

Perry Bixer's Journal Test Subject February 26th 2345 1215 hours

Doctor Devrat'Smuc Krucef has brought me to his private lab in his loft. Once there, he asked me to get naked. He said that's the way I'll always be when at home. It's fine for me, really. I love being naked and the climate control in the shelter allows it for me to be naked without being uncomfortable. He asks me to come by his side. He's sitting in front of a massive computer console. I stand next to him.

"Look," he says, "I know I can be totally truthful with you, since we're gonna share so much from now on. First of all, I think you should be able to see me the way I really am. Do you agree with it?"

"Yes, doctor...?" I say timidly.

I know for a fact this is not a human, but something else. I'm sort of scared but I'm also curious like hell. After all, he has given me the horniest experience of my life. He stands from his console and asks me to follow him to his bedroom. I follow him and when we get there he turns and looks at me as he smiles.

"Please," he says, "Help me out of my clothes, boy."

I approach him and first remove his lab robe. He turns and shows his belt, which I unlatch with a curiosity that is driving me crazy. I unbutton his pants and unzip them and kneel so I can take them out. Finally, I help him remove his shirt. He looks completely normal to me.

"You're wondering, aren't you boy?" he asks. I nod.

He closes his eyes and he makes a noise, like a humming. Then the changes start happening. I feel amazed at the things that start going on. His skin changes its color slightly, still like human flesh but with a grayish tone. His arms elongate a little and his hands grow in size. His torso? Holy fuck! His torso is a dream, all his muscles developed as a bodybuilder's. His nipples are two pink-grayish inviting knobs. As the transformation runs down, his pubis changes texture, it becomes sort of rough, almost tree-like.

Freaky? His cock starts growing until it's a hanging thick rod. It's thick and veiny, of an unnatural pink-reddish color. His glans is knob-shaped and mushroom-sized, and it's kind of whitish with thin red vessels all over. His balls? Oh, my! They grow until I notice three huge low hangers. Three! Each testicle must be the size of an apple. His ballsac is brownish-pink and there's huge pulsating green veins all over it. His legs are still human like, but with the same grayish tone.

I look at him and I'm drooling. My cock has gone rock hard under the spell of his physique. He opens his eyes, which are now completely black with no whites whatsoever. I must be seriously staring, for he smiles.

"You do like what you see, boy, am I right?" he asks and smiles again.

"I do," I tell him.

"Very well," he says, "now, come closer."

I do and he hugs me. I feel my rock-hard cock pushed against his tree-textured pubis. His cock starts coming to life and I feel it stiffen and move between my legs. He brings my face to his and we kiss. His tongue is a long and rough tongue and I feel it move within my mouth. His cock goes fully hard and I feel it pushing under my balls. I love the length of it between my thighs and under my balls. His tongue is fast and experienced. He makes me horny only with his kiss.

He separates and tells me "Come this way, I've got something to show you."

He sits at his console and asks me to sit on his legs. As I do so, he taps on his console. His cock feels hot against my back. I'm still rock hard. Holoscreens are displayed before my eyes. In each screen I see different guys going inside the shower.

"It's time for clean-up," he says, "I take it you'll enjoy this."

He brings once of the screens and I see a Native American boy walking into the shower followed by another guy. This, I think, is gonna be fun.

Randall Chee's Journal Green Tag February 26th 2345 1225 hours

Aide 00121-B21 hasn't stopped touching me since we came into my quarters. It's my fault, 'cause I was looking at his pack as we talked. So I have to let him do what he wants, because I provoked him. I am naked now and he brings me inside the shower. He says every morning he'll assist me with cleanup. We walk inside the shower. There's two circles marked in red over the wall. A computerized voice says: "Please, put your hands on the circles."

I do. Two liquid metal tubes emerge from the wall. I've never seen technology like this. I'm surprised. The end of each tube makes a bracelet for each of my wrists and lock me to the wall.

"What...?"

"It's okay, 00230-NA15," my aide tells me, "That's standard procedure. Do relax."

"Okay."

"Shower." He commands.

Another tube comes from the ceiling and I feel the water spraying from it. Aide 00121-B21 Starts spraying all over my body. As he does, he runs his free hand over the spots where the water runs.

"Anklets." He commands.

A couple more tubes emerge from the floor and each of them creates an anklet for each of my ankles. They clamp around my ankles and pull sideways, making me spread in an A position.

"Very good..." my aide says.

He brings the hand shower down and directs the water towards my ass. At the same time, his hand runs touching my cheeks freely, on the sides. His hand slightly brushes my ass and I feel it twitch.

"Please..." I beg him.

"You want me to stop touching you there?" he asks me, "Are you sure?"

I gasp. I can't answer. I want him to stop. His hand there feels weird. But I provoked him. I provoked him, so I should just let him do as he wants.

"So?"

"I do not answer. I only gasp.

"I thought so," he says.

The water keeps running over my cheeks and ass, but his hand goes a little lower and he grabs my balls from behind. He caresses. He caresses. He cups them in his hand. Then he squeezes. This is insane! This is insane! He has to stop touching me! But I provoked him?and feels good in my balls...his hand feels so good in my balls.

"Somebody is really gasping!" he says and laughs, "Water off. Soap." he commands.

Another tubule emerges and he takes it in his left hand. He brings it on my back and starts rubbing. He squirts a new amount over my asshole. It's cold. My ass twitches. He starts rubbing the soap on my cheeks. Then he starts rubbing the soap on my asshole. I'm gasping.

"Let's wash you perfectly clean," he says giggling.

He pushes a soaped finger inside my ass. I gasp and moan.

"Nice and tight ass!" he says and laughs.

As he moves his finger inside me, I gasp. I've never felt such a pleasure. My dick throbs and throbs every time he pushes in and out.

"I think we need to soap that lovely cock of yours too,? he says.

He takes out his finger.

"Bracelets, 90 degrees." He commands.

The tubes emerge from the wall and pull my arms stretching them up. My arms are up now, and my legs spread open. He places himself before me and squirts soap on my cock. He starts rubbing my cock and balls. I'm so horny I can't believe it.

Oh, Fuck! Don?t stop! Please don't stop! I'm breathing heavily.

"Let's take a look at that knob!" he says.

He starts peeling my foreskin down. I have to tell him, I have to tell him my foreskin doesn't peel. But I can't speak.

"Tight," he says, "but not impossible..."

He soaps my foreskin, puts one of his fingers inside it. His finger is rubbing my cockhead inside. I have never been rubbed in there before. I'm...I'm gonna go insane! I can't take it, I can't take it!

How he manages, I don't know, but in a soft movement he brings all my foreskin down.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" I utter.

He laughs. "Look at it," he says, "I've bet you've never seen this lovely cockknob! Go ahead and take a look!"

I look down and look at my cockhead for the first time in my life. It's big. It's purple. It's oozing? I don't know how that's possible, I never precum. I never do. But I am precumming! How? How?

"Let's make sure we make it perfectly clean!" he says and rubs and rubs and rubs around it with the soap. I'm going insane with pleasure.

"Please..." I manage to say in-between gasp, "Please, please..."

"Oh!" he says, "somebody's got a sensitive cockhead!" He laughs.

I keep pleading.

"What am I thinking?" he says, "that tight boypussy of yours should not be left unattended!"

He positions himself behind me and starts fingering my ass again. But as his left is busy at my ass, his right one continues to polish my knob. Before I notice, there's three fingers up my ass.

"Please..." I beg him, "please, please..."

"I think that is one hungry hole..." he says, "let's feed it!"

Before I can say anything, Aide 00121-B21 thrusts his entire rod inside me...and starts fucking my virgin ass. I moan. I gasp, I beg. He laughs. His mouth is right behind my ear. His cock is going inside and outside my ass. His left hand is working my balls, caressing them, cupping them, squeezing them, slapping them. And his right hand keeps polishing my knob.

"You like it, don't you?" he asks in my ear as he licks my lobe, "You're one little horny cunt. Guess what?" he carries on, "You're mine, you're my cunt...You like my cock up your boypussy, huh?" he carries on, "I can feel your hole squeezing my cock tight, like you want it in there forever, like you want to be fucked till the ends of time, huh?"

Before I notice, I'm moving at a rhythm I didn't know I had inside. I love what he tells me, I love the way he does me as my hands are tied up and my legs spread for his fun.

"Please...please...please..." I keep pleading, "please...ohhhhhh...please...ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhh...please...please, please, please, please, please..."

As I beg and move, he thrusts deeper. Can't hold it. Can't help it. My cock starts throbbing incessantly. And it squirts. I cum. I cum. Fuck, I cum!

Because of the way he gasps as I cum, I know he's cumming too. He then takes his dick from my ass.

"Well, there you are!" he says as he continues to rub at my cockknob, "you have one hungry boycunt full of my lust cream. You like it, don't you, pussyboy?"

I can't look him in the eye.

"Look me in the eye and tell me, did you like it pussyboy?"

I look at him. I love his white skin and his lovely hazel eyes and his wet blond hair.

"I did..." I confess, "I did, I did, I did! I liked your cock up my ass, I loved the way you made me cum! I loved it, I loved it!"

He laughs at me and then stops. He comes closer. "Bracelet release." He commands.

The bracelets holding my hands disappear as the tubes go back to merge with the ceiling. I instinctively hug him. He slicks my hair back with his hand and kisses me deeply on the lips. I've never been kissed before. I've never been fucked before.

"I'm glad you liked it," he says in-between kisses, "because for as long as you're a newbie, your body will be mine to abuse. You are now officially my pussyboy. That clear?"

I nod.

"I wanna hear it," he commands.

"It's clear."

"What's clear?" he pushes it.

"My body is yours to abuse. I'm your pussyboy. You can take me, and abuse me and fuck me and milk me and hurt me if you want. My body and my milk is yours for the taking. And I will only be very pleased to serve you." Where did that come from? Did I say that?

"Good, 00230-NA15. Now let's get you ready for socialization."

Jeremiah Winters' Journal Golden Tag February 26th 2345 1225 hours

Aide 00108-A20 is a nice guy. I'm scared but he reassures me. I don't know what's this place. I don't like it. My brother wouldn't like it either. But he's gone. I guess I'll be here for a long time. 00108-A20 showed me the inside the shower. Time for cleanup he said.

"Please, place your hands on the shower wall." A computerized voice tells me. I do so.

The wall comes alive. This is so sci-fi! It's cool! A couple of metal liquid-like tubes emerge from the wall. Each clamps a bracelet in each of my wrists. Not cool! Once clamped, the tubes are swallowed into the wall. My hands are immobile.

I gasp.

Similar tubes emerge from the floor and go and clasp around my ankles. Then they move back on to the floor spreading my legs in an A position.

I gasp again.

This is wrong. I'm scared. What's going on? Somebody, please...help?

It turns creepy now. The floor opens underneath me. There's tubules under...hoses? They look like...what? That's not...that can't be... My mind doesn't know how to read what I see. Tentacles? Wait, that can't be...can't be...human...The first one moves up and goes around my neck securing me. A couple more come up and go around my torso. Something foamy emerges from a little hole on their tips. It smells good, like scented soap, and both tentacles start rubbing my back and chest. I feel funny...I'm...What? I can't think...I...what? Tentacles...?

I gasp again.

Two more tentacles raise from the hole on the floor. They slip around my ankles. They move all the way to my privates. One of the tentacles produces the foam. Puts it on my foreskin. It numbs. There's a funny sensation there. Please, stop...Please...these things...what? Something emerges from the tentacle's slit. it looks like a lace or like a worm. It goes inside my foreskin. It rubs inside it. No, stop, stop! That's weird! That's not good...That's not...that's...good? Feels good...No! Stop! No...please, please stop...please don't...please...don't stop...

I gasp repeatedly.

The worm like thing has a harsh texture, like scales, and goes around my cockhead, under it, in the neck, and brings my foreskin down. I can't help it, my cock is going hard. As it does, the ring around my privates goes tight. No! Stop! No...please, please...Please don't stop...Not there...please...oh...oh...oh...

I can't think anymore. My mind's clouded. Is it? A tentacle I didn't see coming goes inside my mouth. It has a funny flavor. No...no...not bad...tastes funny...please don't rub my cockhead...no...please...ohhhh...tastes good...it's good...no, stop...please...tastes...I very quickly understand what's going on. I'm not being cleaned-up. I'm being fucked. The tentacle in my mouth goes in and out, in and out. I let him do me. My cock goes harder. The ring tightens its grip again.

I moan.

There's two worm-like tongues around my glans now. They take turns squeezing my glans and releasing it. They go around my shaft and squeeze too. It's wrong! This is...No! Not my cockhead...Ohhhh...My...ass...No...please...oh, please, don't stop!

A tentacle's tongue goes inside my ass. It hurts! Its texture is also scale like, it feels cold in there. A second tongue, a third, a fourth, a fifth. I moan with the tentacle still inside my mouth. The tentacle in my rear starts pushing its way in. My ass, Oh crap!...Oh please...it hurts...it's...no, no, please...oh fuck! My ass is unexplored territory. I moan repeatedly at the outrage. My sphincter finally gives. The tentacle thrusts its way inside me. My cock stiffens a bit more -if that's even possible-. The ring tightens it's grip once again. So tight! I can see the veins in my shaft bigger than I've ever seen them. My cock is a swollen purple-colored rod. It hurts, but it also feels...feels good? A second tentacle comes up. There's two tentacles fucking my throat now. There's also two tentacles raping my virgin ass.

I moan and moan and moan.

The tentacles in my mouth explode in orgasm. I feel them tense up as they release their cum. It's too much...too much cum...too much...tastes...good? it's sweet...oh fuck...I feel like I'm gonna drown in their cum, but my mouth keeps swallowing. It's so much I feel it sliding down my esophagus. Then I feel it, I know my own load is cumming. I'm gonna shoot now. Just when I'm about to shoot, the ring around my cock releases an electric shock. I scream as my cock goes immediately limp. The tentacles in my ass do not cum. They go out. The ordeal is over. Now that it's over I'm scared at what I've been done. What the fuck was that creature under the shower? First thing I'll do is ask Aide 00108-A20 about it.

There's a huge white light that blinds me and a voice in my head which says, 'When you open your eyes, boy, everything that just happened you won't remember.'

What was that th...what...what was what?

Some liquid-metal tubes emerge from the walls and bathe me.

I come out of the shower perfectly clean. That was for sure faster than expected. Two, three minutes tops in the shower.

Donovan Warren's Journal Red Tag February 26th 2345 1225 hours

So I go inside the shower. Two circles on the wall appear and there's a computerized voice that tells me to place my hands in there. As I do, a couple of tubules emerge from the wall and clamp bracelets on both my wrists. What the...? Before I can say anything, same thing happens around my ankles. A door opens on the floor and a liquid substance forms a sort of chair. The bracelets pull my hands behind the make-believe chair. Then the anklets pull up and my legs are spread open. The substance underneath me, the chair? is warm. I'm sort of sitting/leaning back with my hands tied behind me and my legs spread.

The same black substance starts moving behind my back and starts ascending until they reach the back of my neck, circle it and come around my face. I'm terrified. Then it goes inside my mouth, placing itself in there, as a sort of organic blob-like gag.

What...? What's going on? Help? Somebody?

Before I can think of anything, two blob textured tentacle like things emerge and start licking my body all over. They're like blob matter tongues. Suddenly they're not blob like anymore, like they've solidified. Their texture is strange. They keep on licking me all over.

Please, somebody! Stop this...this...madness...!

Before I can realize it, they're licking my torso, my nipples, some of them go down my abs and start licking my cock. No, no, no, stop! But I can't help it, stimulation runs its natural course and suddenly my cock is hard. These things seriously know how to do it. They go inside my foreskin, I feel them rubbing in there, until they bring my cockhead all out. Can't help it, my cock is already drooling.

No...no...please...please...stop...

But it's like I can't think anymore, like their touch is driving me insane. There's tongues in my nipples, tongues in my cockhead, tongues in my whole cock, tongues in my balls...Fuck! Not...not in the balls...oh...fuck! Just when I finish thinking it, the tongues concentrate precisely in my balls, as if they were reading my mind, as if they knew how sensitive I am in the balls. There's so many tongues...So many...so many tongues...Then there?'s also tongues in my ass, licking from every side, from every angle.

Then, the tongues around my balls seem to thin and start, what? Why are they encircling? The answer comes quickly, two of the tongues have tied each of my balls separately and start pulling. No! That, that hurts! But my cock starts drooling precum like there was no tomorrow.

'We know it hurts' a voice inside my head says. A voice inside me?

'Precisely, boy. We know it hurts and we know you like the way it hurts. You like the pain in your balls.'

No! I say, No!

'Don?t lie to yourself, boy. You know you like it...feel how much precum your cock is producing.'

As if on cue, new tentacle like things come from within the blob. They're thicker, disgustingly veiny and have...mouths? Two of them approach my face and open, as if they wanted me to see their sharp teeth. I moan but I'm gagged. Those first two move with cobra-like speed and start biting on my nipples.

It hurts! It hurts!

'It DOES hurt, boy! But feel your cock throb! Can you feel how it throbs? You love it, boy, you love IT!'

I want to think no, it hurts and I don't like it. But the voice is right, my cock is throbbing and oozing and throbbing. Then there's some mouth tentacles in my genitals...and two start biting at my balls! Fuck! Please stop, please stop! But the answer is a deep cavernous laugh inside my mind. Then there's teeth all over my cock and balls. They bite hard. There's mouths all over me, biting. They keep on biting my cock and balls, my glans, my nipples.

The blob-thing inside my mouth muffles my screaming as my cock releases jet after jet after jet of my cum, which squirts so hard that most of it lands on my face.

'Good, boy!' the voice inside my head says, 'That's one good load of cum. See? You do like pain!'

Then there's a very strong white light, and the voice within me says, 'When you open your eyes, boy, everything that just happened you won't remember.'

What...? What just happened?

I feel disoriented, but I am sitting on a chair and there's water running. There's also some tubules washing me clean.

Hugo Smith's Journal Silver Tag February 26th 2345 1225 hours

These people here do have very weird ideas. But everything I've saw is very nice. The place is like out of a sci-fi movie. Doctor was very nice conducting my physical. I don't know what the flash in my eyes is suppose to do, but the other boys din't remember nothing of the physical and I did. I din't wanna tell nobody, but I did.

I remember everything he did me. I remember when he peeled my cock. I remember when he rubbed on the head. His soft hands rubbing my cockhead was good. I liked when he squeezed my balls. It hurted but it hurted good, so good I almost cummed. But he din't let me. He injected somethin' in my cock and balls and it first burned and then it was like I cummed, but there was no spunk. He did some things too. With electricity in my cockhead and balls. He put something down my pee-hole with electricity and then I cummed. T'was a good cum. I din't wanna tell him I remember it all, but it was good.

I wanna see the doctor again. I was payed for blows when I was on the street. Many mans sucked my cock. But nobody maked me cum like the doctor did. It was different and good. I cummed a lot. I feeled it even if I was restrained by that arc thing. I loved how it feeled as I cummed. And I cummed a lot. And I liked it. I wanna see the doctor again.

Then the shower talk to me and tell me to put my hands in the circles. I do and they are clamped to the wall. My ankles are clamped to and then separated. I dunno for sure, but I think somethin' is gonna do me again, like the doctor did.

Am right. I knowed I was right. A door slide open under my open legs. Things come from there. I think they're tentacles. They look like tentacles. I know these things are not suppose to exist, but they do. Am not scared. A tentacle comes all the way up to my face. It's red and veiny. I see veins throbbin' all over it. The end of the tentacle looks like a cockhead. He wants me to give it head. I know. So I open my mouth and extend my tongue so I can lick it. I lick it more. And more. I think it like it, coz it squirm.

Then come another. Then another. And before I know, there's four red veiny tentacles and am licking all of their knobs. They drool precum like I do. My cock is hard, I feel it. Then is like they don't have no more patience and one tentacle go inside my mouth. And I'm suckin' on it. I like the flavor. Smell like all the cocks I've sucked in my life. Like just one tentacle give off the scent of ten mans. It go out and come another. Then it go out and come another. They take turns so I can suck'em all. I like suckin'em all.

Then I feel it. Another tentacle is under me, but this one don't have no cockhead. This have a mouth and it swallow my full cock. It doesn't go in or out, but somethin' inside it feel like it's suckin' me. Two more come down there. One swallow my left ball. The other my right ball. They suck on my balls and pull down, pull strongly down as they suck. My balls hurt but they hurt good, like with the doctor.

I think they like me the way I like'em. One more red veiny tentacle come from under the floor and go to my rear, my boypussy. I telled the doctor I din't have had no sex, but I lied for I was embarrassed. My regulars liked my boypussy, they sayed it was pink and musky and tight. The tentacle spit somethin' on my boypussy and if feels tingly. He go in. It thrust in and out of my boypussy. I swear no cock feeled like that in my boypussy. As it go in and out I feel the veins throbbing. I'm sucking on all four tentacles. The tentacle mouth is suckin' my cock fiercely. I think it have teeth, coz I feel like the lips around the lower part of my shaft are bitin' all around the shaft.

I feel my boypussy stretch. I know why, there's another tentacle tryin' to fuck me in the boypussy too. I think am gonna cum now. I think. But I don't cum. My cock trapped in the tentacle mouth feel something funny, tickly, weird. And then something cold and rough, like sandpaper, slide inside my pee-hole. I feel like I wanna cum. Realize I have three tentacles fuckin' my boypussy now. Is really stretch opened. I like'em three fuckin' me in the ass. I like'em four I'm suckin' with my mouth. I like'em suckin' and bitin' my cock and balls.

Too much. I can't handle. I feel it comin'. I feel it comin'. My cock is throbbin' like crazy. I shoot my spunk. The tentacles cum in my mouth. Their cum is sweet and sour, like mans cum but more intense. It's a loto spunk. I swallow and swallow and swallow and it don't stop cummin'. The tentacles in my boypussy are cummin' too. I feel their spunk runnin' up inside me. I'm still cumming too. We're all cummin at the same time.

When we are wasted, the tentacles go away and the door slide close. Then there's a bright light and a voice inside me say, 'These events never happened. This you won?t rememeber. When we're done bathing you, you will only think you took a shower.You will not remember.'

Then I'm washed. I dunno why them tentacles don't want me to rememeber them. I like'em fuckin my ass and mouth. I like'em suckin my spunk. I like'em fillin' me with cum. But I think they don't want me to remember nothin'. So I will to pretend I don't remember nothin'. That's what I'll to do. I will to pretend, like I did with the doctor and his flashlight.

Perry Bixer's Journal Test Subject February 26th 2345 1330 hours

I'm so fucking hard I can't believe it. With the Doctor's holopraphic screens I've seen several boys being fucked and sucked in real time by all sorts of weird looking tentacle cocks. Doctor Devrat'Smuc Krucef has been jerking my cock as we both watch the guys. Their final cumming is the best part to it. He taps something and the screens just disappear. I hadn't noticed, but one of his hands is madly squeezing my cock and the other is madly squeezing my balls. My cock is drooling precum like there was no tomorrow.

"You enjoyed that, pretty boy?" he asks knowing I did.

I nod.

"Very well. Come with me now." He says and asks me to stand up.

We walk to a different part of the loft, his lab, he tells me. There's a chair which looks kind of menacing, and he asks me to sit down on it. I do. When I'm on it, bracelets and anklets emerge from it, securing my wrists and ankles.

"Whaaa...?"

"Relax, boy," he tells me, "It's time for us to get started. See, you'll help me work on my energy theories."

And having said so, he taps something on his console. The first thing that happens is that a weird looking set of tubules emerge from within the chair. They hover over my body, like trying to decide where they'll go. They finally approach my nipples and they grow bubbles. I know they're suction caps and I gasp in anticipation. Next command tapped by the doctor brings two more tubules. These too grow suction caps and each of them attaches to each of my testicles. That's new!

He approaches me and places his hand over my lower abs. As he starts caressing me, the bubbles on my nipples come alive and start sucking at my nipples fiercely. I gasp and moan. The doctor's hand goes down and gets ahold of my cock. He squeezes it and my pee hole starts oozing precum.

"In for a bumpy ride, my boy?" he asks.

I nod.

"Here we go!"

As he says so, the bubbles on my testicles start sucking fiercely, so much I feel like they'll swallow my testicles. He's taking his time to rub on my glans. With one hand he does so, with the other he squeezes the shaft. I'm already moaning, this doctor knows how to work a cock. Suddenly and without notice, the doctor taps new commands. Half of each of my testicles is inside the sucking bubbles. Each bubble grows a needle that pierces each of my testicles. I moan as something is injected inside my balls.

"Okay, boy," the doctor says, "Get ready to be worked out, for this ride has been programmed for six hours of nonstop sexual stimulation torture with no orgasm allowed."

I open my eyes wide. I'm gonna be so fucked up by the end of the day!

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 File Number: 00233-R14 Subject Name: Jeremiah Winters Time: 1325 hours Aide 00108-A20's personal log

I assume 00233-R14's memory has been perfectly wiped after the clean-up. And I assume so because he does not say anything about what happened in there. I've tried remembering myself about how it was when I first came into the shelter, but I have no memory of my clean-ups, apparently nobody does. Whatever happens in the shower remains one big mystery to all of us. His cock is limp, but I see a little droplet of pre-cum oozing from his pee slit. His cock looks a tad purple, so I assume he was really ring-gripped.

"Everything okay?" I ask him.

"Yup," he says, "that was fast!"

He seems a bit more cheerful now. I do not want to scare him, so I don't mention a thing about the clean-up. It wouldn't help for him to know that what he thinks to have been a five minute shower was in reality a one hour fuck. My balls hurt now as I imagine his boypussy filled with whatever the masters do to us during clean up. I really need to be milked urgently, but I know that won?t happen until night time. I wonder if I could talk to my proctor about it. I'm just freaking horny after listening to the lovely noises 00233-R14 made while in the shower.

I help him inside his jockstrap and "accidentally" brush his balls. I see his cock twitch and lick at my lips. I certainly hope it won't take long before he jumps from a newbie into a trainee. Only then will I have access to that gourgeous teen cock that is making me drool. I help him inside his golden overalls and tell him it's about time for socialization, and I explain that socialization with others in the shelter occurs only during mealtimes. He smiles. The one good thing is that he doesn't seem scared anymore.

So I conduct him to socialization staying by his side. Once in the socialization room, I leave him and move on to the aide's socialization room, which is a separate one. Every caste has its own socialization room, there's one for the newbies, one for trainees, one for apprentices, one for aides, one for proctors and the one room for masters. Nobody really knows the master's room save for Proctors. Only Proctors have seen the masters. I certainly hope I'll make it to proctor very soon and with an immaculate history. Once a Proctor I'll be able to know the masters, see the masters, be fucked by the masters.

When I first came in the shelter I was one terrified boy, just as 00233-R14. Thanks to my genetics I was tagged golden. I became a trainee real soon, only two weeks after my arrival. See, there's different things we can be here in the shelter. Goldens are the luckiest in the bunch, for we provide the masters' daily supply of milk. Our seed is harvested in four different three-hour shifts. I'm on both alpha (0600 hours) and delta (1900 hours). We're worked out three hours until ejaculation, when we are released to do as we please. Not me, of course, 'cause I decided to become an aide. So, in between the harvesting shifts, I attend to my duties toward my protegé. I've been assigned 00233-R14 in this new batch and I'm happy about it. Cause, you see, we golden's get a free day a week, and during this day, our rings are removed and we're free to do what we want with our privates. Once 00233-R14 becomes a trainee...well, I do intend to try and sample that gorgeous cock of his, milk and all.

I think 00233-R14 will become used to being a milkboy very soon.

Deadland Earth Shelter 01X2-OMICRON Human Date: February 26th 2345 Time: 1335 hours Subject Files: 00230 through 00242 Master: Ecu'maret Prime

I'm anxious for the report on today's acquisitions.

Sub-master Nor'ahd Betax has informed me that tonight I'll be meeting two new proctors for their initiation rite, subjects 00052-AS23 and 00067-R22, which have been recently ascended. I can hardly wait. This will be the first time they'll see a master, and I want the experience to be as fulfilling as it should be. Luckily I've been feeding on all the milkboys in all four shifts for the past twenty four hours, so my prostatic organ is ready to produce massive amounts of seminal secretion. 00052-AS23 and 00067-R22 will be filled with the liquid they so worship.

Finally, Sub-master Nor'ahd Betax comes in with the report I've been expecting.

I ask him to make himself comfortable, so he slips out of his human shape. His expression is one of utter relief as he hands me the infopad.

"Here's the report, master," he says as he bows.

I take a quick skim through the report.

"We've acquired thirteen new heads today," he says, "and they've been assigned as follows: 1 golden, 2 silvers, 2 reds, 3 greens and 6 oranges. There's also ´the inconclusive test at which Doctor Dev'rat Smurcef requested for the boy to become his test subject. Here's the preliminars and I authorized him to keep the boy."

It is such a shame that we've only gotten one golden, for it means only one new milkboy. The Silvers will become stewards, always necessary for to attend to household chores. The greens will be holes -not that bad an occupation- for they keep our proctors entertained. And the orange ones labor force, or energy workers. The reds, well they are lucky indeed, for they will ensure the perpetuation of our species.

"Tell me about the golden." I command.

"Yes, master. Only one arrival, subject 00233-R14. Him I sampled myself during cleanup."

"And?" I ask, my curiosity arisen.

"I did not let him ejaculate, as it is rule for goldens, but his testes were severely worked out as my sexual appendages worked his body. He's got tender nipples, easily stimulated. His fully engorged cock reaches a bit over 19 centimeters. His balls, I might add master, seem to produce the seed at a faster rate than any golden we've had before. Tonight we'll be sampling his load work, but the doctor says he produced an amount of fifteen milimeters. Properly fed, master, I think he'll be able to give us twice that amount."

"Perfect," I say, for I couldn?t be more pleased, "let's make sure his daily meal includes the chemicals necessary to make his appendage grow, you know I like them over 23 cm. Also make sure to include at least five grams of exhibitor, so his testes can double their size and reach their full potential. We need all the milk he can produce raised to peak performance."

"Five grams, sir?"

"Do you have any problem with that, submaster?"

"It's just, sir, that..."

"Yes?"

"Top dosage has been 2.5 grams sir. I'm not sure a human could handle..."

"He can. Just look at his preliminary physical. See that he's given the dosage I'm commanding."

"I Will see to it, sir."

"Oh, And make sure he does receive his daily dosage of milk. As you know it is our seminal secretion which keeps them horny. We need him horny at every moment, and ready to give in to us."

"Oh, I don't think we'll have a problem with that sir. As I worked him during cleanup, the moans emerging from his throat were ones of utter pleasure. I think he will be a very willing milkboy."

"I'm happy to hear that, Nor'ahd."

"If there's nothing else, master..."

"Yes, there is. Please make sure that 00052-AS23 and 00067-R22 are sent to you and submaster Sarb'rue Minus, one for each one of you, so you both can get them ready to come into my quarters. Have they been properly prepared?"

"Yes, master," he says licking at his lips, "as protocol indicates, they have been cut off from socialization for the past four weeks. They have not been milked since and their rings have been discharging at a rate of twice an hour, so they can't go erect at all. During night cycle, their genitalia has been worked out via their rings in full night shifts, not allowing them to orgasm. Their diet, as suggested in your reforms, has been doubled in sexual stimulants and has been removed all Ungulian seminal secretion.

"They must be going insane."

"You know withdrawal from our seminal secretion creates a strong sexual desire which cannot be calmed down with anything sir. So, yes, sir, they are going insane with lust and desire."

"Perfect. Send them to my quarters as soon as you're done with them."

"Will do, master. If you'll excuse me..."

Nor'ahd Betax takes his human shape again and leaves me alone in my office. I need to get ready for tonight. But I have to make sure I'll soon pay a visit to this new golden 00233-R14. If he can produce as much milk as I'm informed, sustenance of the Unguli is ensured.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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