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It doesn't seem like he can handle having a dick as long as his arm, and somehow thicker... assuming it's done growing, even. Thing's probably doing the thinking for him at this point too.\n\nOriginal submission is here: TBD\n\n-----\nStory - fa!circutron\nJake - @Blazingpelt\n\nBased on 'Gaseous Endowment Testing' - #S3042923\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Another scientific trial Jake made the mistake of participating in. It doesn't seem like he can handle having a dick as long as his arm, and somehow thicker... assuming it's done growing, even. Thing's probably doing the thinking for him at this point too.

Original submission is here: TBD

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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Easy money, right? Jake had his eyes on the bulky wrist monitor attached to his left arm, watching his heartbeat lightly ebb and pulse in a straight green line on that dark emerald screen... and then slightly flutter as he heard the tssssssssssssh of the canister that had been tossed into the enclosure that he now found himself shut in by that see-through glass door. There was a slot in the bottom right of the room that was shutting closed as the grey-furred watched the purple-and-red gas that was swirling around his bared ankles as it was sprayed out, the feline stripped down “Starting ventilation now, beginning public spill test,” one of the scientists said outside of the glass. He had been told that he was going to help test something that the people around the lab had explained to him as something to the effect of “Viagra-in-a-can”. They had not mentioned that it would be a gas... or how he was to ingest it, for that matter, which he guess was now explained. “Breathe normally. The gas will gradually rise.” At least they were explaining the process as it started to raise upwards with an accompanying soft vrrrrhhhhr from the vent up on the left, close to the ceiling a few inches above his head, turning it into vapor trails that started to flow and swirl around him. There was so much gas... it was wild how much seemed to be in something the size of a relatively big beer can, how that tinted chemical could hiss its way out of the small hole at the top in such a thick plume and still seem like it had plenty more to pour out of its frame...\nJake might not have noticed it, but as the gas started to really build up around his waist and chest, the vapor particles reaching their way up to his nose, he was starting to lightly scrunch his nose, unconsciously pull it in... and as he did, his thoughts started to swirl around... around what he was being paid to do. He was naked and on display for these people. The cat's cheeks began to grow hotter as a red tint bloomed across them. He may not have been focused on it, but his heart rate was elevating. This was exhibitionism, which... The cat shuddered as he had that thought stuck in his head, his shaft twitching and rising itself upwards. Hormonal build-up was being noticed by the scientists and marked down. He was showing his body off for these people and being paid for it, like... like a stripper. A prostitute, eager to be fucked. A dirty slut. An intense rise in testosterone was noted as... as he started to realize that his balls felt heavy, full. Pent, he was pent all of a sudden. He knew that he was being watched, but... but he really wanted to touch his cock, maybe he could... \nThe cat put his paw to his thigh and rubbed at it slightly, gently brushed his fingers up against his shaft a few times as it pushed past half-stiffness and went rock hard, breathing out desperately, the room starting to feel so hot, like... like he was out in the middle of summer, he was burning up, blood rushing through him, heading... heading downstairs. N-nnnnh... The gas kept on pouring out, now wafting past his head and behind his neck, raising up towards the vent and heading out of the little space, keeping him from being utterly lost in the cloud that was forming around him but extracting it from the space so slowly that he was still left to stew in it. He lingered in those thoughts as they fogged in his brain much the same way, they... they were all looking at his dick. Staring at his cock. He could see their eyes. Maybe the chemical was doing something to him as he throbbed harder, surged through his grip (when had he started gripping his base?) and urged forwards towards the glass a bit more, found himself gasping as he was distinctly aware of how tight the skin on it was, how good it felt to run his fingers along the striating veins at the side (when he had decided to start doing that?). He could still see them staring, clear as day, even with the gas hazing his view. They wanted to see his cock grow heavier. Everyone here wanted to make sure that their drug worked, which meant that he needed to get harder for it to be a success.\nHe wanted to get harder. Jake gradually brought his fingers up towards his cockhead and moaned out again as he tilted his head back, more notes being taken as he felt his member tangibly surge forwards against, tilting upwards as he felt his grip having to spread around his head as it swelled. The cat was already hard as a rock, and yet his length was still pressing out further... and he did not understand what was going on as his cock swelled again, added more inches. He... he was getting larger, getting more girthy than he should have been. “Just like the last subject, but it's going faster,” someone nearby said. Hahhhh, he was... His dick throbbed, and he almost lost track of what he was thinking as he felt that growing fuckpole trying to raise out of his grip, drawing on his head, but he was glad that he did not, because the thought was incredibly horny and made him giggle hard as his tongue rolled out onto his lower lip and refused to pull back in. That meant that he was better at soaking in all this libido-inducing chemical, which meant that something about him made it easier to get horny... he was a better slut, obviously... He gave a mindless little purr as he felt his cock splck out precum against the floor as it fattened out further, that feeling of heftiness between his fingers only growing as he brought his hand down to the base, began to wiggle it and watched it wobble, a little bit of lightheadedness pushing through him as it pulsed again. Ffffffuck, he was so horny. His legs trembled a little bit as another wave of need washed through his, his cock adding more inches, more size, rapidly starting to look like it was seven inches long as it stretched out and widened out to become about as thick as that chemical canister. So... so easy to linger on the size of it, and then watch that size grow beyond what it had been only a few seconds ago, every fifth or seventh push coming with new weight, new meat being packed onto that hard-on. The veins on the sides were getting more prominent, his cock drooling thick rivulets of precum from the tip now, leaking in a way that did not seem to pause, making a quickly growing puddle underneath him. It was not just his cock that was getting heavier, his balls were like... were like increasing weights dragging downwards, growing slower than his dick but still tangibly getting fuller as he reached down and... O-ohhhhh, that touch made sure that he was gushing on the walls next, his precum splicking out hard from his body, like h-he had already... g-gggguhhhhnh. Another pulse, another swelling of his length, the fat shaft starting to become too hard to hold in his entire grip, some of the underside beginning to be exposed by his hand as that upwards curve started to lower again. He breathed out heavily, tangibly aware of every throb now, how it seemed to have a grip on his mind and was... was drawing it downwards, a pulling leading to a pooling within him like his thoughts wanted to... The veins throbbed again, and he gave a frantic, shuddering little gasp as he found he could only catch onto shreds of what he was thinking about. His thoughts and his blood wanted to go to the same place. That was all he remembered. Jake took another little rub forwards and gritted his teeth as he told himself he was a horny slut with a thick dick, and he really wanted to put it in something just to feel how big it was, his hand was able to showcase to him how heavy he was but he... he was too big now to really feel over it in its entirety. His tail twitched upwards as he realized that his dick wanted him to be filled with something in his ass, that he wanted to fill a hole, something about him needed to be used. The readouts outside of his pulsed out a decrease in certain eye motions that were representative of heavy thinking, which was ironic, because he was... he was thinking heavy now. His thoughts were heavy. His dick was heavy. Thoughts were too heavy to hold onto. Balls were too heavy, like bowling balls, weighed them down, left him starting to go eyeslidded as he felt his dick lowering further, starting to pull his back and... \nRolling his hand against that vein again was enough to set off an explosion within himself that was not natural, that absolutely pulsed the thoughts out of his head, drew them downwards, frantic talking outside asking what had just happened being tuned out as he felt those orange-sized orbs that his balls had become swelling up and pulling up to his pelvis. His knees shook as he found himself going eyes wide, momentary pleasure streaking through his brain and taking his thoughts down with them, back to his shaft, making him feel like they were being nestled in with his length as it suddenly raised upwards, splattered thick splashes of cum across the glass, a miniature orgasm escaping him, a few ropes of his spooge spilling out against the surface and sticking there before he went back to precum. With that, his whole form seemed to droop forwards as he went bow-legged, his hand going up to the glass in a fist as he supported himself while he slumped forwards, his hand going to the base and holding himself while he handled his length that had now grown past a foot and was at this point as large as his thigh. The heavy rod sagged forwards towards the floor, splashed down into the puddle that was now starting to seep backwards past his legs. His drool joined with that puddle, heavy droplets of his spittle cascading down and landing on his dome, rolling down to mingle with the rest of the fluid. Everything was trending downwards. His thoughts were too heavy to hold anymore. They pulled downwards. Just like his dick. Just like his precum. He could not think anymore. It was all flowing to one place.\nHis shaft throbbed again. Kitty whore. “Leave him in there for a while longer, we have to keep testing to see if he'll come back out of this once the gas is gone.” His balls felt pendulous, sloshing with seed. Another throb. Big dumb slut, needed to be filled. Would feel good. Pulse. Needed to stuff a hole. His eyes were not focused on anything at all, his hands lightly squeezing on his oversized, a dimwitted moan escaping him as he tried to think, could not. Throb. Thoughts pushed into his head about wanting to fuck, how if he got out.. twitch. If he got out, he could give all the people out there first use of his ass and dick... Pulse. No idea how to get out. He was a dumb slut. Tense, g-ghnnnh. Thoughts could not rest in his head, all pushed downwards. All pooled away, centered on one thing. Gush, pulse, stroke, gush ggggush, nnnnnfh. Dumb horny cat good for... twitch, hhhhhahhh, only fucking. Nothing else in that head but fuck and cum and pulse. Nmmmmfh. Pulses filled his mind, throb, swell. Nothing else. Everything that would have fueled that head was going elsewhere, to that drain that was attached to him, that had taken control. Gush, mmmmfh. His big, heavy anchor of a shaft. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Easy money, right? Jake had his eyes on the bulky wrist monitor attached to his left arm, watching his heartbeat lightly ebb and pulse in a straight green line on that dark emerald screen... and then slightly flutter as he heard the tssssssssssssh of the canister that had been tossed into the enclosure that he now found himself shut in by that see-through glass door. There was a slot in the bottom right of the room that was shutting closed as the grey-furred watched the purple-and-red gas that was swirling around his bared ankles as it was sprayed out, the feline stripped down “Starting ventilation now, beginning public spill test,” one of the scientists said outside of the glass. He had been told that he was going to help test something that the people around the lab had explained to him as something to the effect of “Viagra-in-a-can”. They had not mentioned that it would be a gas... or how he was to ingest it, for that matter, which he guess was now explained. “Breathe normally. The gas will gradually rise.” At least they were explaining the process as it started to raise upwards with an accompanying soft vrrrrhhhhr from the vent up on the left, close to the ceiling a few inches above his head, turning it into vapor trails that started to flow and swirl around him. There was so much gas... it was wild how much seemed to be in something the size of a relatively big beer can, how that tinted chemical could hiss its way out of the small hole at the top in such a thick plume and still seem like it had plenty more to pour out of its frame...
Jake might not have noticed it, but as the gas started to really build up around his waist and chest, the vapor particles reaching their way up to his nose, he was starting to lightly scrunch his nose, unconsciously pull it in... and as he did, his thoughts started to swirl around... around what he was being paid to do. He was naked and on display for these people. The cat's cheeks began to grow hotter as a red tint bloomed across them. He may not have been focused on it, but his heart rate was elevating. This was exhibitionism, which... The cat shuddered as he had that thought stuck in his head, his shaft twitching and rising itself upwards. Hormonal build-up was being noticed by the scientists and marked down. He was showing his body off for these people and being paid for it, like... like a stripper. A prostitute, eager to be fucked. A dirty slut. An intense rise in testosterone was noted as... as he started to realize that his balls felt heavy, full. Pent, he was pent all of a sudden. He knew that he was being watched, but... but he really wanted to touch his cock, maybe he could...
The cat put his paw to his thigh and rubbed at it slightly, gently brushed his fingers up against his shaft a few times as it pushed past half-stiffness and went rock hard, breathing out desperately, the room starting to feel so hot, like... like he was out in the middle of summer, he was burning up, blood rushing through him, heading... heading downstairs. N-nnnnh...  The gas kept on pouring out, now wafting past his head and behind his neck, raising up towards the vent and heading out of the little space, keeping him from being utterly lost in the cloud that was forming around him but extracting it from the space so slowly that he was still left to stew in it. He lingered in those thoughts as they fogged in his brain much the same way, they... they were all looking at his dick. Staring at his cock. He could see their eyes. Maybe the chemical was doing something to him as he throbbed harder, surged through his grip (when had he started gripping his base?) and urged forwards towards the glass a bit more, found himself gasping as he was distinctly aware of how tight the skin on it was, how good it felt to run his fingers along the striating veins at the side (when he had decided to start doing that?). He could still see them staring, clear as day, even with the gas hazing his view. They wanted to see his cock grow heavier. Everyone here wanted to make sure that their drug worked, which meant that he needed to get harder for it to be a success.
He wanted to get harder. Jake gradually brought his fingers up towards his cockhead and moaned out again as he tilted his head back, more notes being taken as he felt his member tangibly surge forwards against, tilting upwards as he felt his grip having to spread around his head as it swelled. The cat was already hard as a rock, and yet his length was still pressing out further... and he did not understand what was going on as his cock swelled again, added more inches. He... he was getting larger, getting more girthy than he should have been. “Just like the last subject, but it's going faster,” someone nearby said. Hahhhh, he was... His dick throbbed, and he almost lost track of what he was thinking as he felt that growing fuckpole trying to raise out of his grip, drawing on his head, but he was glad that he did not, because the thought was incredibly horny and made him giggle hard as his tongue rolled out onto his lower lip and refused to pull back in. That meant that he was better at soaking in all this libido-inducing chemical, which meant that something about him made it easier to get horny... he was a better slut, obviously... He gave a mindless little purr as he felt his cock splck out precum against the floor as it fattened out further, that feeling of heftiness between his fingers only growing as he brought his hand down to the base, began to wiggle it and watched it wobble, a little bit of lightheadedness pushing through him as it pulsed again. Ffffffuck, he was so horny. His legs trembled a little bit as another wave of need washed through his, his cock adding more inches, more size, rapidly starting to look like it was seven inches long as it stretched out and widened out to become about as thick as that chemical canister. So... so easy to linger on the size of it, and then watch that size grow beyond what it had been only a few seconds ago, every fifth or seventh push coming with new weight, new meat being packed onto that hard-on. The veins on the sides were getting more prominent, his cock drooling thick rivulets of precum from the tip now, leaking in a way that did not seem to pause, making a quickly growing puddle underneath him. It was not just his cock that was getting heavier, his balls were like... were like increasing weights dragging downwards, growing slower than his dick but still tangibly getting fuller as he reached down and... O-ohhhhh, that touch made sure that he was gushing on the walls next, his precum splicking out hard from his body, like h-he had already... g-gggguhhhhnh. Another pulse, another swelling of his length, the fat shaft starting to become too hard to hold in his entire grip, some of the underside beginning to be exposed by his hand as that upwards curve started to lower again. He breathed out heavily, tangibly aware of every throb now, how it seemed to have a grip on his mind and was... was drawing it downwards, a pulling leading to a pooling within him like his thoughts wanted to... The veins throbbed again, and he gave a frantic, shuddering little gasp as he found he could only catch onto shreds of what he was thinking about. His thoughts and his blood wanted to go to the same place. That was all he remembered. Jake took another little rub forwards and gritted his teeth as he told himself he was a horny slut with a thick dick, and he really wanted to put it in something just to feel how big it was, his hand was able to showcase to him how heavy he was but he... he was too big now to really feel over it in its entirety. His tail twitched upwards as he realized that his dick wanted him to be filled with something in his ass, that he wanted to fill a hole, something about him needed to be used. The readouts outside of his pulsed out a decrease in certain eye motions that were representative of heavy thinking, which was ironic, because he was... he was thinking heavy now. His thoughts were heavy. His dick was heavy. Thoughts were too heavy to hold onto. Balls were too heavy, like bowling balls, weighed them down, left him starting to go eyeslidded as he felt his dick lowering further, starting to pull his back and...
Rolling his hand against that vein again was enough to set off an explosion within himself that was not natural, that absolutely pulsed the thoughts out of his head, drew them downwards, frantic talking outside asking what had just happened being tuned out as he felt those orange-sized orbs that his balls had become swelling up and pulling up to his pelvis. His knees shook as he found himself going eyes wide, momentary pleasure streaking through his brain and taking his thoughts down with them, back to his shaft, making him feel like they were being nestled in with his length as it suddenly raised upwards, splattered thick splashes of cum across the glass, a miniature orgasm escaping him, a few ropes of his spooge spilling out against the surface and sticking there before he went back to precum. With that, his whole form seemed to droop forwards as he went bow-legged, his hand going up to the glass in a fist as he supported himself while he slumped forwards, his hand going to the base and holding himself while he handled his length that had now grown past a foot and was at this point as large as his thigh. The heavy rod sagged forwards towards the floor, splashed down into the puddle that was now starting to seep backwards past his legs. His drool joined with that puddle, heavy droplets of his spittle cascading down and landing on his dome, rolling down to mingle with the rest of the fluid. Everything was trending downwards. His thoughts were too heavy to hold anymore. They pulled downwards. Just like his dick. Just like his precum. He could not think anymore. It was all flowing to one place.
His shaft throbbed again. Kitty whore. “Leave him in there for a while longer, we have to keep testing to see if he'll come back out of this once the gas is gone.” His balls felt pendulous, sloshing with seed. Another throb. Big dumb slut, needed to be filled. Would feel good. Pulse. Needed to stuff a hole. His eyes were not focused on anything at all, his hands lightly squeezing on his oversized, a dimwitted moan escaping him as he tried to think, could not. Throb. Thoughts pushed into his head about wanting to fuck, how if he got out.. twitch. If he got out, he could give all the people out there first use of his ass and dick... Pulse. No idea how to get out. He was a dumb slut. Tense, g-ghnnnh. Thoughts could not rest in his head, all pushed downwards. All pooled away, centered on one thing. Gush, pulse, stroke, gush ggggush, nnnnnfh. Dumb horny cat good for... twitch, hhhhhahhh, only fucking. Nothing else in that head but fuck and cum and pulse. Nmmmmfh. Pulses filled his mind, throb, swell. Nothing else. Everything that would have fueled that head was going elsewhere, to that drain that was attached to him, that had taken control. Gush, mmmmfh. His big, heavy anchor of a shaft.
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