Blood and gore warning.
Once again Mark found himself floating in the green goo. The cooking spinach odor made him want to gag.
This shit was getting old. He had been everyone’s passive little plaything for too long. He was their laboratory joke: he was “the human penis”.
He was just their pretty cock toy…a big penis to torture and tease and abuse however they wanted. Hell, the bastards had even sliced it off.
What the fuck did it take to get a promotion around here?
With a small pang of guilt he realized he’d enjoyed more than his share of fun, too. He’d loved the torment. He’d done terrible things to them and to himself. It had brought him new levels of pleasure he’d never known before coming down here. It was why he was here.
But something was very different this time in regeneration.
It wasn’t that he didn’t feel good. No, in fact he felt great! He felt full of energy and really wanted to just stand up and walk out of this vat of nasty green goo.
To hell with it, why not?
He stood. The soft dim lighting of the regeneration vat automatically brightened around him.
He blinked for a couple of minutes. Now that he could see better, he looked down at his body.
“No, no, no, no, NO!”
He appeared to have the body of a twelve or thirteen year old boy.
Julie was laughing at him, hosing him off with a spray of warm soapy water. The nasty green regenerative goo swirled down the drain at his feet.
“I’m sorry, Mark. I know you’re angry, but it really was the only way we could save you.”
“I don’t get it, I thought the labs could do almost anything.”
“You were too far gone. Dr. Rebekah had really done a lethal number on you. You were only an hour or two from death. Most of your adult body had been converted to semen by the time I found you. The only option was to transfer your brain into a clone body, and the only clone we had of you was this size.”
“You didn’t kill a kid to save me did you!?
“No, no, of course not. We are extreme sadists but we aren’t murderers. It was a small full-body clone with everything but the brain. Just think of it as a massive organ donation from your own DNA.”
“Whatever,” he looked down bitterly at his skinny pathetic body as she continued to hose him off, “I do think Dr. Rebekah tried to kill me on purpose this time.”
Julie bit her lip, “Yeah, she’s out of control. She’s been banished.”
He shrugged. Part of him would miss the doctor’s ingenious tortures.
“Look, you got lucky. This level of brain transplantation is super tricky. You were our first successful human test subject, actually.”
“Thanks…?”
“You should be grateful. And for that matter…so should I,” she look wistful.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, thanks to you, I think I can finally get my wish. My darkest desire.”
His head came up. He looked her straight in the eyes, “Julie…no.”
“Yes, Mark. I’m finally going to be impaled. And you’re going to help me do it.”
Julie didn’t have a Spartan sleeping cubicle like Mark’s. She had an actual apartment. Nicely furnished, too.
They had just finished an excellent meal. The first real one Mark remembered having since almost starving to death, his life leaking out of him. Anything would have been delicious, honestly. But Julie was a good cook.
Mark yawned. He was very tired.
“Lie down on my bed if you want to. It’s OK.”
“Little Marky go take nap-nap now?” he said sarcastically.
“Don’t be like that.”
Resistance was futile. He was very tired. He walked to her bedroom, stripped to his underwear, and climbed into her bed. It seemed too large. Everything in his surroundings seemed too large in this body.
He was soon fast asleep.
Some hours later he awoke with a warm hand on his cock. He was fully naked, still lying in Julie’s bed.
Julie was lying behind him, spooning him, playing with his soft little dick.
“So Julie, apparently you’re a pedophile now?”
“Stop. You’re not an actual child Mark. I’d never hurt a child. I need to talk to you and I thought this would be a pleasant way to wake you up.”
“But you do like hurting people.”
“I do…but only adults…and only when they consent to it. It’s not only ethical, it’s so much hotter when they want to be hurt.”
He didn’t care. Her hand felt really good on his little penis. He didn’t even mind that it wasn’t hard yet. She was being unusually gentle with it. Lightly stroking it with her fingertips, making him tingle all over.
“What did you want to talk to me about?”
“A lot of things, Mark. But I guess the first thing I should tell you is that we saved your other penis.”
“I know about that already, Dr. Rebekah showed it to me in a jar in her office. She made me…she made me jerk off while looking at it.”
“OK…wow…that’s kind of a delicious thought. But I’m not talking about your original penis. I’m talking about your new, larger penis. We saved that one, too.”
She continued fondling him. He didn’t want her to stop. Yet he still wasn’t erect. Interesting.
“Oh great, so now you have two penises in two jars. Or maybe you put them both in the same one so they could rub each other for eternity. Good for you, either way.” He sounded more petulant than he intended, something about his voice now.
“Hmm, two big dicks…floating in eternal frottage. Another delicious thought but…no. I have your new penis.”
“Here!? Where is it?”
She let go of his little dick and climbed out of bed to stand next to it. He rolled over to look at her.
She was wearing a bodysuit similar to the one he used to wear. She unzipped the fly and slowly pulled out a very big cock…his very big cock. It was now attached to her.
“Oh my…wow.”
“Yes, Mark. I had them replace my genitals with yours. I hope you don’t mind.”
She was stroking herself now. He watched the very familiar-looking big dick grow even larger in her hands.
“I…I…I don’t know what to think.”
“Well…I think maybe I should fuck you with it.”
His little limp cock stiffened immediately. He looked at her hungrily.
“Yummy….you really like the idea, I can tell.”
He got on all fours, offering his skinny little ass to her.
“No, not like that. Lie flat on your back.”
“OK”. He flipped over fell back on the bed. His stiff little dick wobbled and pointed up at his belly button.
Julie stripped off the body suit and then found a tube of lubricant. He watched her slather it all over her enormous cock. He admired the large balls. He knew from personal experience how much cum they could produce.
In his eyes, she was now an apex vision of sexual design: Her large teardrop shaped breasts, her perfect nipples, her curvy body and full voluptuous ass…all capped off by the perfect lab-grown cock that she was preparing for him.
She had tormented him with his own cock before. Slicing it off and shoving it down his throat.
He wanted to receive this one, too. In a new way.
After she applied as much lube as she could, she clambered into bed. She held herself up over him, looking him in the eyes. Her pendulous breasts hung down, swaying in his face.
He raised his knees up, tilting his pelvis and keeping his legs apart so she could enter him. She squirted more lube on his tiny, tight, pink little asshole. Just for good measure. His quivering, rock hard little dick filled her with desire.
“This is probably going to hurt, little boy.”
He answered, his voice sounding light and airy in his ears, “I hope so.”
With one hand she guided her engorged cock very slowly into his rectum, penetrating him.
He squealed, embarrassing himself. His skinny little ass was too small. It felt like she was tearing him in half.
“Mark, do you want me to stop?”
“No…no….don’t stop…fuck me with it!”
She went in further. He sobbed, tears streaming down his face. His tiny cock was so hard. It wobbled in thrumming ecstasy as she continued pushing her enormous nine inches of dick into him.
She was all the way in. Her giant balls were mashed flat against his skinny ass cheeks. Her weight was pressing down on him, pinning him to the mattress like a bug to a board.
The end of her cock was so deep inside his small body, it felt like it was going to stab his heart.
“Oh Julie, it hurts so much.” His little dick trembled, his small balls rising in pain.
“And…you love it.”
“Yes…yes…I want you to fuck me…and cum inside of my ass!”
“I will, Mark. But there’s a catch. You have to cum first.”
She slowly eased out of him, leaving only the head of her cock in. She watched him.
He reached for his small, steel-hard little boy-sized dick.
“No!” Julie barked.
He stopped, his tear-wet eyes opened and he looked at her with surprise.
“You may not touch it. You may not jerk off. You will cum from being penetrated by me. You will have an orgasm from me fucking your sweet ass…and only that. Got it?”
He nodded and his hand retreated. More tears. He sniffed.
She moved her hips. Her large round ass flexing, her milk-heavy breasts swaying. He wondered how full they were, when they’d last been tapped and drained…how painful they must be now. It made his little dick throb to think about her pain.
As she pumped in and out of him, his asshole stretched in agony. She was so big, she dominated him completely.
His tiny balls rolled around in his scrotum. The shaft of his little dick was wobbled and jerked every time she thrust into him.
She was moaning with pleasure and staring at his genitals, her mouth open. She was practically drooling. Thrusting deep and slow, again and again.
The pain was so intense, he had trouble speaking. “Y-y-you really like looking at that sad little penis, Julie? I knew it. You fucking pervert.”
She smiled, “I don’t like it…I love looking at that little dick. I want to see it cum. And I’m not even sure it can yet. Has your clone body even hit puberty yet, little Marky?”
He hadn’t even considered that.
“I don’t know.”
“Guess I might be fucking your tight little asshole for a long, long time, then, huh? We might have to do this for years!” She laughed.
“I hope so,” he answered earnestly.
She thrust into and out of him several more times then said, “I’m going to pull out for a second. I want to see the condition of your sweet little asshole…”
She pulled out of him, the giant cock making a wet sucking and popping sound when it came out.
She grabbed his ankles and tilted him backwards, rotating his pelvis.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, “your gaping asshole looks like it belongs in the corner of a billiards table.”
Mark tried not to laugh. “Stick that big dick back inside…please” he moaned.
“Let me lube it some more, first,” she answered.
She retrieved the tube of lubricant. He spread his ass open and she squirted a generous amount down into his hole. She also slathered more on her big cock.
She started fucking him again. He was spread eagle on the bed, his little dick still hard as a nail, flopping around, straining with pleasure.
“Yes, yes! Julie…tear me open!”
“Do you think you can cum for Julie, my sweet little boy?” her eyes were locked on his cock. “Can you ejaculate with that cute little dick?”
“I think so. Maybe.”
“Good. Maybe I can help…I want you to think about the time you jammed needles into my nipples.”
She paused her thrusting, watching. His tiny cock twitched.
“Excellent. Now think about the time you fucked my cervix…”
She thrust once more and stopped, watching and waiting. She saw a small spasm ripple through his testicles and his cock wobbled again.
“Very, very good. Now think about the time you ejaculated directly into my uterus…”
She thrust twice and stopped, waiting. No movement….then…his little balls clenched, rising up.
She began thrusting in and out of his ass again.
“That’s my sweet little boy. And…remember….think of the moment…right after you came inside my uterus…then…I sliced your big dick off.”
His testicles surged. A single strand of mostly clear fluid spurted out of his tiny dick, arcing over his belly and landing on his flat chest in a line. She watched it greedily, her mouth open.
“Yes! What a sweet little boy! Unnnnh! I’m going to cum now, too!” She went all the way in, held there.
She spurted deep inside his tight asshole, it was like nothing she’d ever felt before.
Mark moaned in pleasure. She spurted again and again. Filling his ass with her semen. He thought it might come out of his mouth, there was so much of it.
She watched his thrumming little dick. It squirted a second and final time. Another thin small strand of clear liquid streamed onto his belly.
She pulled out of him. A rivulet of thick white jism spilled out of his gaping rectum and pooled on the sheets.
She hovered over his body, and leaned her head down. She licked up the two tiny strands of Mark’s clear cum from his torso, her giant breasts mashing into his skinny thighs.
“Mmm, it’s so sweet,” she whispered.
She rose up, looking at him. “I think I have some more cum…” she said. “This lab-grown cock is simply incredible.”
She straddled him. The pink head of her enormous dick was hovering directly over his miniature penis. Her giant balls swinging low.
She stroked her cock slowly. Mark watched with fascination. After a few strokes, she started pumping it harder and faster in her fist. She moaned softly, aimed right at his dick. It didn’t take long.
“Unnnh!” she groaned. She ejaculated all over his small genitals, completely covering them.
He looked down. His little prick and balls had all but vanished under the thick pearlescent frosting of her jizz.
“Holy damn,” she said, “Look at all that cum. Maybe I should lick you clean again…”
She did.
They soon fell asleep with his small body spooned inside of her overwhelming embrace. Her hand was still lightly stroking his tiny cock and balls.
“Do your breasts hurt? They look very full of milk.”
“They do hurt. A lot.”
“Should we tap them with the needles again? You know…drain the milk out?”
“Not yet. I want to save that exquisite relief for later.”
“OK.” He had hoped she would say yes. Hoped it would postpone what she wanted to do today.
“How about your little asshole? Is it still sore?”
“Yes, but I don’t mind. It’s a nice reminder of what you did to it.”
She smiled at him appreciatively. Mark valued his pains.
“I must be the most evil and depraved person who ever lived,” Julie mused.
“Maybe,” he answered kindly. “But why do you say that now?”
“Well, just last night I raped a little man-boy with the adult version his own dick and I ejaculated into his skinny little ass. That wasn’t enough to satisfy my bottomless lust, so then I jerked off and ejaculated all over his little genitals…practically drowned the little guy.”
“And he loved every minute of it,” he answered, looking at her with desire.
“Still, I am a little bothered by how much I loved looking at your little boy’s dick, touching it, and wanting to see it squirt out that pathetic little cumshot of yours. I definitely learned something about myself that I did not know.”
“Hmm,” he pondered, “I think it was probably more about you having power and dominance over me physically and sexually. It’s not about you being turned on by little boys. My brain is very adult, and very depraved. I’m hardly innocent. I’m not a child.”
She thought over this, looking at him fondly. He smiled.
“My dick being small right now makes yours seem even larger…and you’re new to the big dick owning thing. You can ejaculate a half-liter of semen. I can barely cum at all. As a woman it must be a little intoxicating for you to dominate the former Mr. Big Dick guy on so many levels.”
“Wow, you may understand me better than I do. I hope so. Anyway, doesn’t matter. There are no children at the labs and never will be.”
“That’s a damned good thing for about ten million reasons…”
“Yeah, no shit. Well, anyway, I’m evil and depraved no matter how you look at it. And I want to be punished. Severely. And I want you to help me do it.”
“Julie…I’m not sure I can do what you want.”
“I know, Mark. And turning your reluctance into desire for it is an important part of the thrill for me. I want to corrupt you and help you find deeper, darker levels of sexual depravity within yourself.”
He watched her rise and put on a terry cloth robe.
“Come on, sweet little boy. Hurry up and put on one of my robes and follow me. There’s nothing left for us to do but to do it.”
Mark reluctantly trailed her through the maze of tunnels until they entered a restricted access room he’d never seen before.
“My own private lab,” Julie explained as she unlocked the door to the large, windowless room.
She closed and locked the door behind them. She removed her robe and tossed it carelessly aside. Naked, she moved briskly around the lab, setting up the equipment. Very efficient.
To Mark, this moment was a visual feast for his eyes. The combination of super-male and super-female properties in one body made Julie a mesmerizing creature to watch while she was working. He was happy she wasn’t wearing the bodysuit.
First Mark watched her large taut breasts jiggle as she moved the equipment around. They were still obviously swollen with milk. Her long finger-like nipples painfully stoppered, needing to explode.
Next he appreciated the round bubble shape of her glutes. Her ass was so muscular, smooth skinned, and generous. It flexed very nicely as she strode around the room on strong legs, moving and adjusting the robotics and electronics, setting things into place.
And finally, of course, he followed her magnificent cock with his eyes. It used to be his cock. He loved seeing it attached to her, though. It seemed to fit her better than him.
The cock was proportionate with her elite level of exaggerated sexuality. Even if it was “too big” by Julie’s own previously mentioned standards, Mark thought it looked perfect. The way it arched out of her crotch, swinging heavily as she moved, the pink cockhead bobbing as if searching for something to fuck. Enormous balls swinging underneath the oversize shaft. Her rounded, womanly hips flared out above it.
The sexual dichotomy of it drove him wild. Unlike Hera–the giant she-god monster with a python-sized cock—Julie with her dick was much more humanly sexual.
Watching her strong, curvy body as she did her prep work made his little dick rage in a turgid erection of desperate need.
“OK, all set up. Remove your robe for me.”
He took the bathrobe off. She surveyed his skinny little body, her eyes resting on his small hard cock.
They were both hard now, both admiring each other.
“Oh my, how flattering. I really like looking at yours too, Mark. And I want to eat it.”
He cringed slightly at that. “Eat it” meant more than one thing around here. He actually wanted her to “eat it” and then he wanted her toeat it, too. So depraved.
She could read his thoughts. “You see, baby…I do deserve what’s coming next.”
His eyes grew sad, he was worried.
“Stop that. Just do exactly what we agreed to do. And don’t forget any of the steps!”
“Of course Julie, I want to give you what you desire.”
The banks of monitors and cameras were all switched on. The robots were programmed and primed to go. Julie was very anxious and excited.
Mark was the only one who was not ready.
Julie got down on the floor on all fours and winked at him. “Here we go, my sweet little man-child.”
“Initiate protocol seven-one-Tepes-three,” she ordered the robots.
The first bot—the largest one–moved in behind her, whirring with smooth precise motions. It resembled a cross between a front-end lifter and a bulldog.
Four smaller bots trundled into position, surrounding Julie near her shoulders and ankles. This variety of bot were vaguely humanoid in shape. But with too many arms and no discernible heads or faces. One of these started hooking her up with twin IVs.
One of the IVs would be used to provide synthetic blood, the other with shock-suppressing drugs. But no pain killers. Mark had begged her to use at least something to numb herself, but she had strongly refused.
Julie waited on all fours, panting heavily in anticipation.
Mark watched as the large robot prepared the 10 foot stainless steel pole with its primary arms. It lowered the pole into a horizontal line and moved it into position behind Julie, lining it up with laser precision. Once it was set, a number of smaller nozzle-equipped arms sprayed the pole with generous amounts of lubricant.
Mark’s eyes were fixated on the long glistening tapering spear-point at the end of the pole. It was aimed directly at Julie’s beautiful ass as she waited on all fours. She was still breathing very heavily.
And her enormous nine inch cock was fully erect, trembling and oozing pre-cum onto the floor.
The four smaller bots reached out with numerous padded three fingered hands and grasped her arms and legs securely, freezing her in place. Julie moaned softly in their grip.
The cameras and monitors around the room were recording and displaying this robotic ritual from every possible angle.
Mark heard the large robot behind Julie make a deep humming noise, then the higher pitched whirring sound of servos activating and spinning up. It was the most ominous sounds Mark thought he’d ever heard.
The ten foot long spear slowly advanced. It was a little less than 2 inches in diameter and very strong.
Julie panted harder and harder, whimpering softly under her breath.
Mark watched in horror as the spear point drew closer and closer to Julie’s anus with robotic precision.
His eyes darted from the spear point to the banks of monitors. He could see everything perfectly oversized high-definition.
So could Julie. Her eyes were also darting around, taking in the monitor feeds.
The very tip of the sharp spear point penetrated the center of her anus.
“Oh god,” Julie gasped at its light cool touch.
Mark saw her cock spasm and wobble, more pre-cum oozed out onto the floor. She had almost ejaculated right there and then.
The servos whirred on and on, relentlessly advancing the ten foot steel spear forwards, millimeter by agonizing millimeter.
The lubricated steel pole went deeper into Julie’s rectum. On the close-up monitors it looked like her asshole was sucking it in.
“Unh!” Julie groaned, pre-cum oozing as her balls continuously clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed.
Mark hoped she didn’t cum to soon. It would ruin her experiment.
The machine-driven spear proceeded without mercy. Mark started weeping quietly as Julie suddenly screamed shrilly in agony. Blood was running out of her rectum now.
The four guard robots held her fast, not letting her squirm out of position in spite of the extreme pain. The IVs replenished her blood and kept her stable.
Mark could follow the spear’s progress on the monitors. Some of the cameras could actually scan it through her flesh and bones, similar to an x-ray. It was about halfway through her. So far it had not pierced any organs that would kill her too quickly. At least not with all the drugs and replacement blood being fed into her.
He just wished it was over. The spear’s progress was just so torturously slow.
One of the guard robots near the front used two additional arms to gently pivot Julie’s head and hold it still. The precise placement of her neck and jaw here was critical.
She continued to cry and moan in pain. Yet her cock was still hard as a diamond, twitching in agony and need. Pre-cum dripping in strands and droplets, spattering on the floor, puddling there.
Mark’s little cock was still very hard. A mixture of fear, shame, and desire rippled through his mind.
He knew desire would always win in the end. Just as Julie had always known.
He saw the tip of the spear emerge from her gaping mouth, covered in blood. More blood gushed out of her mouth and nose. Her eyes were wide, her eyebrows all the way up, tears streaming down her face. Her beautiful nostrils flared as she breathed rapidly through her nose.
Mark almost vomited when he heard the gurgling noises coming out of her mouth. The two pools of blood on either end of her slowly spread along the floor. He hoped the IVs would be enough.
The large spear-bot released the pole and rolled out of the way. The four guard bots used some of their extra arms to grab the pole on either end. They swiftly hoisted it into the air. They released their holds on Julie’s head, arms and legs.
Her cock wobbled and her milk-heavy breasts swayed as they raised the pole to the correct height. She resembled an animal on a spit, ready to be roasted.
She was completely impaled. She was ready. Her eyes darted over the monitors. She wanted to see everything.
They didn’t have long. Mark had to move fast.
He dashed underneath her. And grabbed her right breast.
He found the swollen pink areola and pinched it. He lined the needle up and plunged it deeply into the center of her red nipple, driving it flush.
Milk sprayed out from the open barrel-end of the needle. Julie moaned and gurgled.
Mark quickly found her left breast. Pinched the nipple. Lined up the needle carefully. Stabbed hard, driving the three inches of steel through the beautiful nipple and deep into her turgid breast.
A second fountain of breast milk joined the first. Julie moaned again, louder. Wide eyed, she watched the monitors intently. Wet sputtering came noises from her nose and mouth as her nipples sprayed and sprayed. Mark wished she could talk to him, instruct him.
The floor was getting quite slippery with blood and milk. He had to be careful. He couldn’t fuck this up.
He moved into his next position, under her pelvis. The robots hoisted the pole a little higher for him. Her breasts jiggled and cock swayed from the movement.
He raised his arms and placed his hands gently on her hips suspended above him. Then he opened his boy’s mouth and waited. Her cock and balls—his former genitalia—swayed over him like a huge piece of delectable meat, tantalizing.
Everything was being captured, larger than life on the bank of monitors. Julie’s enormous hard cock, drizzling pre-cum, aimed at Mark’s open mouth. His little cock. So stiff and sticking straight out, trembling. Her anus, penetrated by the spear. Her mouth, the point of the spear emerging there. Blood oozing. Pre-cum seeping. It was all there in high-definition.
His instructions were clear. He was not to touch her cock. He could not suck it or stroke it. By keeping his hands on her hips, this would hopefully dampen his temptation to use them.
Julie’s wish was to ejaculate into his mouth while she was still impaled. She also wanted him to ejaculate in response to receiving her cum. Under the circumstances, it was expecting a lot of him.
There was to be no “cheating” with sucking or stroking. She wanted them both to cum from the sheer bloody horror and pain of it all.
It was to be a mind-fucking orgasm for both of them.
She would be watching it all on the monitors. She would see herself ejaculate into his mouth. Then she hoped to see him echo with his own ejaculation.
Mark waited, his small mouth expectant and open, his eyes were locked on the urethral slit in Julie’s enormous pink cockhead.
He still could hear her gurgling, and moaning in pain. He hoped to hell they still had time.
At last, just as her pendulous tits emptied the last of their long-stored milk…Julie ejaculated.
The first jet of semen hit Mark in the mouth like a heavy slap. It almost crushed him under its weight. His new body was so small, and the floor was so slippery. His handholds on her hips had saved him from taking a tumble.
He was better prepared for the second jet of cum. It also landed true, right into his small mouth.
Only two squirts from her and his mouth was already full. He swallowed quickly and opened his mouth again like a little hungry bird.
His eyes were still locked on her wet urethra and when the third jet of cum squirted out of it and hit him in the mouth again…this time he ejaculated, too. The orgasm rippled through his loins like thunder right as the splash of pearly cum from Julie’s cock pounded into his mouth like the surf.
His little dick twitched and jerked as a small streamer of clear fluid spurted out onto the floor, mixing with all the other fluids there.
He’d done it for her! He hoped she had seen it on the monitors.
Julie came into his mouth a fourth time and he had to swallow the load again. He wondered how much was left in her. He wondered how much longer she could last.
She kept ejaculating, squirting and squirting into his mouth. He had to swallow it down quickly after every second or third blast. His mouth was so small and her seminal load was so large.
After the sixth or seventh jet of semen squirted from her cock into his mouth, Mark came again. Another stream of thin clear liquid fired out of his tiny little hard dick.
Mark “Oomphed!” when his small hard cock spasmed and squirted, his mouth still full of Julie’s thick salty cum.
He heard Julie moan in ecstasy and pain. She was staring at his little dick on the monitors.
They were almost done. He desperately hoped it wasn’t too late. He swallowed her last generous dose of jizz.
“Take her to the regeneration lab now!” he screamed at the robots in his high pitched voice.
The robots carried her out of the room on the pole, none of them slipping in the fluids. He couldn’t believe they hadn’t thought about that problem. That could have cost them everything.
He wanted to follow them so badly, to make sure she was going to be OK.
But Julie had left him with very specific instructions. He was going to respect her desires and obey her commands.
But first, he ordered another small bot to clean the floors. Once it was done, he walked over to a computer console.
He invoked a video that she had recorded for him earlier, while he was sleeping.
“Hello my sweet little boy,” she cooed at him from the screen.
“If you are watching this, it means we finished the experiment. Hopefully I’m still alive and kicking and being taken to the regeneration lab.”
She winked at him, “And I’m sure I am going to want to do this again.”
He paused the video. Controlling his grief, he restarted it after a moment.
“Now, this is what I want you to do. I want you to play back the videos of what just happened. I want you to watch it over and over again from every possible angle. Super slow motion If you like…think of the glorious cumshots…mine anyway.”
She paused, giving him a kindly smile.
“And I want you to jerk off while you watch it. That’s right…play with that little dick and make it squirt that pitiful little droplet of clear fluid you call cum.”
She laughed loudly at this. Mark smiled.
“Keep watching it. Keep jerking off to it. I want you to experience it over and over again while I’m in recovery, getting my new clone body.”
She laughed again, a little quieter this time.
“I’ll be dreaming about that tiny little dick of yours in my sleep. Meanwhile…I want you to watch it and masturbate to it…because my hope is that one of these days soon…you’ll ask me to do it to you.”
Mark considered this. Some dark part of his mind wanted to say yes.
“…watch the impalement spear penetrate my asshole…and make yourself cum. Watch the spear come out of my bloody mouth…and make yourself cum again. Watch every step of the process…and make yourself cum each time. For this you are allowed to touch yourself. As much as you want.”
He knew he would obey.
“There’s going to be so much to see. I wish I could watch it with you. I will watch it with you, after I’ve regenerated.”
End of message. The screen went dark.
Sighing in resignation, Mark queued up the library of newly captured videos.
He took his miniature fun-sized dick into his hand and fondled it while watching the first of many playbacks.
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