It seems like only a few seconds ago that you were going about your business, whatever that is. You blacked out somehow, though, and now things are different. A few things are different, actually. The first thing you might notice is the condition of your person. You're sore all over, like you've been poked and prodded and injected with the world's worst flu shot. Your throat is sore, too. Also of importance is your clothing; or, rather, your lack thereof. You're naked, completely, and this allows you to see your new accessories. Somewhere on your body, perhaps on your arm, your stomach, or your chest, is a brand. It's fresh, the skin still raised and tender to the touch. The symbol is a strange character of an unknown language, encircled by a thick curve. Not far from the brand is a tattoo, also new. The black ink forms a barcode, with similar alien characters beneath it. Finally, you're now sporting...an earring? No, not an earring. It's some kind of tag.
The second thing you might notice is your new surroundings. If you're familiar at all with stables or dairy farms or the like, you'll know right off it's a stall. It's not very big, though perhaps a bit bigger than the standard. The floor is covered with hay. The walls, on the other hand, are steel and tall, making the space much higher than it is wide. At the very top, there are bars (not very good for peering through, however) and a light fixture of some sort. Really, everything doesn't look too remarkable, but it is in one respect: you can't get out. There is absolutely no way to escape, no matter what you do. There doesn't appear to be a door, and the walls are seamless. That's alien technology for you. The bars up top aren't really bars, as they're covered in plexiglass all around. That shouldn't matter, you say. You have the power to get out, anyway! Sorry, but not quite. No matter if you're Joe Blow off the street or a powerful cosmic deity, there's something that keeps you from busting out. A force field? Maybe. Who knows? Despite this, though, you have bigger fish to fry.
And that's in the form of the third thing you will probably notice. You're not alone. Someone else is in the stall with you, and they're in a similar state. Naked, branded, tagged. They can't get out, either, even if they're a super spy or a mercenary with years of training. Both of you are here, in this same boat. But why? Really, it's not that hard to figure out. Just look at the scenario. All signs point to one thing: you're intended to have sex. Of course, you probably won't want to. You won't be persuaded or tempted, either, because you have an iron will. That's fine. But you'll break.
Remember that soreness? Well, that's because of the experimentation and the drugs. You see, you've been injected, drip fed, and otherwise filled with serums and cocktails by the people who brought you here during your little blackout. The aphrodisiacs at the Hotel? They're gateway drugs, child's play compared to these. The stuff is seeping through your veins right now, embracing every cell and sliding into your brain. Soon enough, very soon, you'll need sex like breathing. The more you resist, the more glassy-eyed you become, until you've lost everything that could be considered humanity or decency or decorum and you just have to fuck. The two of you will be rutting like animals, no matter who the other is. You'll want to claim them, want to fill them or be filled by them and fulfill the basic drive of life: procreate.
That's not all, either. The drugs are doing all kinds of amazing things to you that you can't even feel or sense. Not only are they making you so fertile that almost any sex will result in certain pregnancy, but also making you physically addicted to sex. You have to breed or be bred now. The serums are also changing your brain chemistry to make you better at this. You're becoming more docile, more susceptible to instructions from your "masters," and much more accepting of your fate. Why would you want to leave here? To help with this, the drugs create a loyalty to your partner- no, your mate, as well.
In fact, the drugs have many effects on different test subjects. The scientists have been talking about it recently. Not that you'd know, but there's been a memo sent discussing just that.To: ███ From: ███ RE: Effects of the drugs
The serum still needs to be perfected. This is what the technicians have seen so far.
The following have been observed in all test subjects: -Increased fertility -Heightened libido to the point of sex addiction -Decrease in inhibitions and morals to the point of shamelessness -Increased suggestibility -Greater docility -In males and certain females, increase in dominance -In females and certain males, increase in submission -Acceptance of their situation -Increased stamina -Some degree of territorial behavior -Loyalty/fondness for their mates
The following have been observed in some test subjects: -Breast expansion -Lactation -Expansion of hips and rear -Semen addiction -Increased semen production to levels previously impossible for their species -Genital enlargement -Decrease in intelligence, some to such an animal-like state that speech capacity is gone -Appearance of penises on females and vaginas on males -Male pregnancy -Weight gain -Masochism -Desire for sex with beings outside their own species/non-humanoids -Oral fixation
Clearly, more testing needs to be done.
Regards, ███ But maybe, just maybe, you weren't kidnapped. Maybe you're not here because you were kidnapped. Perhaps you're here to work. After all, there's a lot to do! Milking needs to be done, discipline problems broken in, and brainwashing- I mean, re-education- is an important process. There are plenty of job opportunities for go-getters who don't mind getting their hands dirty.
No matter what the reason, you're here at The Bakerstreet Breeding Stables, so you might as well smile and accept it. After all, a happy stable makes happy cattle. |
Adiane The Elegant | Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann | OTA
Re: Adiane The Elegant | Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann | OTA
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However, they had drugged him. They always drugged him and Eren had no idea how many chemicals were swimming in his veins now. He just knew that they made him weaker and kept him from transforming. They monitored his 'treatment' around the clock.
He was thrust rudely into a cell before his the chains on his hands fell away. The cuffs were remotely controlled. He didn't know if all the 'specimens' here were treated in the same way, but he was so aggressive they rarely took risks with dealing with him directly unless they had to. They. Whoever had done this to him. Whoever had kidnapped him to this freak show. There was no telling. There were so many corrupt officials in the inner circles of the government now.
He turned his head sharply as he heard something moving in the dark.
airi akizuki | oni chichi | f/m
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This kind would make her very horny, but also quite receptive to any command given. It also helped that, for some reason, a musical hypnotic tone would be heard at the same time.)
Airi-chan...! Airi-chan...can you hear me?
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She feels different, somehow, and she finds that it's just too hot in here. Crossing her arms over her chest, she worries her lower lip while her legs squeeze tightly together, sitting on the floor.]
Y-yes... I can hear you. It's really hot in here... can't the heat be turned down?
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(Naruto's voice seems to meld perfectly with the music that's being played at the same time.)
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I-I'm so hot...
[Her other hand caresses and squeezes her breast, a flush of red coming to her cheeks as she does so.]
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(Naruto slipped inside at that moment, his steps very quiet-like as he 'appears' behind Airi and stares intriguingly at her while she gropes and plays with her breast. A truly spectacular and sexy vision, not to mention the sight of her playing with herself right in front of him.)
You wanna fall asleep, but you still wanna take care of that other problem don't you?
aoba seragaki || dramatical murder || m/m
kinklist here. ]
esther blanchett | trinity blood | f/m
Zechs Merquise | Gundam Wing | OTA
reira serizawa | nana | f/m
Yukina Suzumori | Demons' Bond | OTA
Jesse McCree | Overwatch | OTA
lacus clyne | gundam seed/destiny | f/m
Bardock|DBZ|f/m
Nickov // Original Character // OTA
ilima ( pokemon ) m/m
Blake Belladonna | RWBY| OTA
Roman Torchwick|RWBY|OTA
Peter Quill | Guardians of the Galaxy
Bucky Barnes | MCU
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up until the point they subdued her enough to inject something in her that knocked her down real good. when she woke up, it was without any idea of where she was or if Pat was alive, and to shortly after have fucking Gabe appearing in wherever she was being held in and explaining the situation she was in. to say she was pissed was an over statement, all that had happened had been a sick and twisted test for carefully selected compatible candidates, one that apparently she had only passed thus far, so freaking lucky she is.
situation only got worse when she was finally told of just what she was a candidate of and when she presented to the soldier (the man) she had been chosen for, which had only ended in her exploding and cursing them all before she had to be removed. afterwards his presence was forced to her, for what purpose she wasn't sure since it's not as if he did anything to her, he barely spoke unless she initiated and she wasn't that eager to do but being locked in pure silence with him was just as worse, not to mention she couldn't shake the feeling that she had seen him somewhere...he looked so familiar but couldn't place where...
there times conversations went well, like actually bringing a barely there quirk to his lips, and not so well, like when he confirmed to her Pat was dead after all they have done. but they (or more like she) had reached a point where she wasn't that uncomfortable and tense around him, where she could get him to say more than monosyllabic answers, and that seemed to be the point the people that had them were waiting for.
it happened fast, she was taken from her
roomcell and taken to another one, she barely had a look around before they were injecting gods know what in her and trying to get her to strip. which ended in a struggle before she was left alone with slight bruises but with her underwear (and some dignity) still present and it finally dawned on her, just what was happening at the same time she started to feel a tad bit warm and the door opened again, forcing her to press against the wall and literally hiss at the soldier. )no subject
The Winter Soldier isn't one for words. At first he's silent and it's only when they're sweating, limbs tangled, that he'll utter a sound that's human, his face for once breaking that mask-like expression that seems to be his default. It doesn't end there, though. Sometimes they're left to their own devices and the door of the breeding cell doesn't open. Conversation slowly picks up. One time he almost looks like he's fighting to remember how to smile. Most of the time he's all business and when they're injected with the latest drug cocktail, he steps out prepped and used to that soreness at the injection point, still inflamed along the side of his neck.
The Asset already has that glossy sheen to his eyes as the double-dose of the aphrodisiac burns its way through his system. Even a super soldier's metabolism is having trouble keeping up with the sheer amount they hit him with and right now, his eyes are only on Amber.
She can hiss all she wants. They're here for one reason - where Amber was left with underwear, the Soldier wasn't, every inch of his skin, scarred and branded in places to show ownership, is laid bare before her. He's already becoming erect even without any other stimulus]
Strip.
[The Asset gets to the point, as blunt as usual. He's showing some signs that he's struggling to fight the serum by not helping Amber with her underwear, standing there wiht his metal hand balling and unballing]
Chuck Hansen | Pacific Rim | M/M
Suigetsu Hozuki | Naruto | M/F
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These weren't the most horrifying things, though.
Her breasts were larger, as well as her hips. Kagome's body felt all wrong, as if it wasn't hers anymore. She began shaking in fear, hardly able to process this all. What had been done to her? Why was her throat sore, her body so achy? It had to be Naraku. That was the only explanation, though she didn't know why. She had to get out of here. However, there wasn't any door, and the walls were too smooth and too tall to climb. There was a pool, but who knew how deep it was, or if it led anywhere?
And there was also someone else stuck with her.
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Suigetsu was also displaying an absurdly huge erection. Nearly a foot long and throbbing. If Kagome looked at his face, she'd notice his razor sharp teeth that he was currently gritting. "Auhnn... I don't know about you... but I'm horny as fuck..."
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Kagome stood up, a bit awkward from the adjustments, and backed away, trying to cover herself up. "Who are you?" she demanded, sounding braver than she felt. She was also trying not to stare at his erection. "Are you the one who brought me here?" Her voice was husky, both from soreness and the aphrodisiacs that had been pumped into her system.
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"No..." He grunted, eyes clearly staring at her enlarged bust. "I- I'm Suigetsu Hozuki... I woke up here too... really naked and really, REALLY, horny... Who're you?" He responded in kind. Stepping toward Kagome, but keeping a distance.
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Kagome felt behind her for the wall. It was all cold metal; she leaned against it, needing some sort of relief from the heat that coursed through her body. "Are...are you strong?" She wondered if he was a demon, if he could break them out. She also wondered what his hands would feel like on her...
No! She couldn't let her mind wander! "Can you get us out of here?" Kagome sounded desperate.
Sorry for the delay!
"I... I'm strong... but I can't get out." He groaned from a combination of frustration an lust. He stepped closer. The heat was tangible.
"I can liquify myself and bulk up my muscle mass... but there's no cracks to slip through and the walls and doors are too strong." His eyes were intent, looking at every rivulet of sweat on Kagome's body. "I think they want us to.... fuck."
No problem!
Kagome's body had other ideas. She kept looking at his body, his cock. Whatever they had put in her system was strong. She wanted nothing more than to be touched and fucked hard. To give in and let this stranger do whatever he wanted with her. A whimper of need escaped; she was so aroused it was painful. Without thinking, she took a step towards him.
Rapunzel | Tangled | f/m
Vincent Law/Ergo Proxy // Ergo Proxy // OTA18+
kagome higurashi | inuyasha | f/m