53,678… That was how many eggs had been tallied after Candy’s encounter with the skomori two weeks ago, not including those that had been crushed or had fallen out. Of those 53,678, approximately 48,000 managed to survive the skunk’s overcrowded body. In the end, Candy had managed to give birth to 46,397 skomori grubs. Candy had been unsure of the birthing when the drug induced labor began, but after 39 hours of birthing the wriggling grubs she found herself more open to the idea of being bred by more insectoids. Each one was only about as large as a lighter; with sickly yellow flesh, a pea sized head with brown eye spots, and a spinneret at their backsides. She had loved the way they writhed and wriggled their way out of her overly sensitive pussy and their natural mucus acted as an exceptionally effective lubricant, even if it did smell like old shoes fresh off the foot. The skomori grubs turned out to be much more useful than their adult counterparts, spinning rather impressive red silk. Candy had overheard one of the researchers talking about the silk’s high quality and strength and it was clear that the company, whichever one it could be, was abuzz with excitement for what it could mean for future profits if sold to the right buyers. Candy didn’t really care for their webbing though, especially when they began spinning the silk onto her and tried to eat her alive. As the host for her new brood, she was also it’s first meal. The researchers had predicted that eventuality, fortunately, and had been ready to intervene before she received any injury more severe than minor cuts. That didn’t change the fact that their webbing and snapping mandibles had harrowed the skunk, especially with how quickly they had turned on her once she had finished giving birth. Being trapped underneath over 40,000 oversized hungry maggots was an experience she only wished upon the worst of her enemies. The click of the pillory would bring her back to the present as her restraints were put into place and finalized. The massive swaying buttocks of Dr. Z. was already beginning to make Candy horny, her cock hardening beneath her as the plus sized rat moved from station to station to prepare for the experiment to start. There were more instruments in the main room than the last two tests, most of them giving off null readings. Obviously whatever they were for needed a subject that had yet to be seen. “Um...I know I’m being held here against my will and all, but I have to ask. What are those machines for?” The corpulent rodent would look over her shoulder at the skunk with a raised brow, her titanic breasts knocking over a cup of pens that had been resting on the control panel for the monitors. “Hrm? Oh, shoot! Look what you made me do.” The black furred rat bent down to clean up her mess, making her skirt ride up her fat backside as she began to explain to Candy. “The new instruments are for a special preliminary test. It’s been almost two months since you arrived and the company is curious to see if the 817-CH compound and the excess sexual hormones you’ve been experiencing has any unforeseen side effects or has altered your body at all. Honestly, I think your breasts have increased in size since you started the tests but that can be explained by the multiple pregnancies you’ve already experienced.” Standing back up straight, the rodent researcher would tug down her pencil skirt to cover her ass back up, although it didn’t take a genius to know that it would do little to maintain any sense of decent with the way her cheeks hung out of the bottom of the skirt, not to mention the way the skirt clung to her oversized cock and balls in the front. Candy couldn't argue with the assessment on her breasts. After all she had noticed the swelling of her already massive tits herself when she had given birth to the puppies a month prior, although with how big they were already it was nearly impossible for her to tell just how much they had grown. If she was being honest, she was probably just as curious about the alterations to her body. There should have been no way that she could take as many eggs as she had from the skomori, even with her more than ample frame. No something inside of her had changed and she was eager to find out what. However that did not change the fact that she had no idea just what those instruments were going to be doing to her. Dr. Z. would tap away at the various control panels for a few moments more before pulling a tape recorder from her cleavage. “And that does it. We’re all set.” Looking down at the recorder in her hand she’d sigh softly, shaking her head. “The test hasn’t even started yet and I already miss my clipboard. Damn that Dragora. Making me take her damned recorder because APPARENTLY reading my notes is ‘more like reading hieroglyphics written by a drunken monkey’ according to that witch.” She’d imitate her boss, making the voice as bitchy as possible before turning away and flipping one of the control switches on. “What’s worse, I have to listen back to it afterwards and edit out any dead space. I hate how my voice sounds on these.” As the rat continued to whinge about her inconvenience, Candy would feel a rumbling under her stomach, like the start of a motor. The vibrations made her fat ripple and shudder as the newly modified pillory began to move beneath her. With no drugs in her system yet, Candy found herself anxious. She had no idea what was in store for her today and it was starting out very different than the last two sessions. On one of the monitors she could see a metal arm with a large, odd looking, metal ovoid at the end extending from under her resting place, telescoping out from between her restrained legs and hinging into an L shape. The side of the ovoid would slide open, but the camera’s angle hid whatever was inside the ovoid from view. The armature would begin to telescope back into itself, sliding the ovoid between her legs so that it’d press against her ass, pussy, and balls at the same time. Her balls would twitch and retract a little as the cold steel pressed at her undercarriage. The open port in the ovoid would begin humming against her thighs as several rubbery tubes slipped from the opening. The tubes seemed almost sentient as they twisted and writhed over the skunk’s nethers, but a glance towards Dr. Z. made it clear she was in full control of the machine as she wrangled with the controls of one of the new machines, the occasional annoyed huff coming from the rat. “Oh dear, now why on earth would they have ALL the measuring clamps come out at once. That just doesn’t make any sense. Hmm...maybe if I…” Candy would feel one of the tubes suddenly ram forward, driving itself into her fat pussy and making her cry out in surprise as she was penetrated. “Oops! Okay, right movements, wrong tube. Let’s try that again.” The tube would pull itself from her still aching cunt before ramming itself into her ass this time, the skunk letting out a high pitched squeal of pain as it went in mostly dry. Once inside she could feel air pumping rhythmically into the tube, making it slowly expand and stretch her asshole wider with each pulse. “There we are….just hold still while it expands to take your measurements. Now then, let’s get the others to work, shall we?” With a few turns of a knob, the supposedly correct tube would slide itself into her pussy next before beginning to inflate itself inside of her. As they expanded she could feel tiny wires running through the tubes like whip thin veins, their lengths contouring to the walls of her ass and pussy as her body began to strain against the expansion. In her womb the tube ballooned outwards until it was filled, making her stomach swell in turn as it measured and scanned her inner structures. “Woops...almost forgot. We need to check your male organs too.” Candy would gasp as she watched a thick black snake-like tube appear on the monitor, the coiling hose pushing itself against her tip for a moment before sucking the head of her enormous cock into its open end. The amount of suction the thing exhibited was incredible, the skunk’s eyes rolling into the back of her head in pleasure as it began to climb her gargantuan fire hydrant of a dick with the force of its vacuum alone. It clung to her shaft like an oversized condom, sucking her off even as it measured her girth and length. Dr. Z would fan herself with one hand as the other lightly ran up and down the length of her bulge, the sight of the test making her overheat with excitement. “Oh my...I’ll have to ask the boys in engineering if I can get one of those in my quarters. That looks positively scrumptious~” Candy thought that the machine would stop at the base of her cock but the suction kept itself up, the tube creeping up her sack before pulling it inside wholesale. The hose gripped at her balls firmly but painlessly, the latex-like compound shaping itself around them. The vacuum inside was relentless, the skunk moaning and drooling in pleasure into her mask as it sucked her off. Squirming in her restraints and straining not to cum despite the overpowering stimulation that assaulted her, she found herself bucking her hips in time with the machine’s collective rhythms as her eagerness began to hijack her body. “Alright, it looks like everything is running smoothly here. Those tubes are taking measurements on size, moisture, elasticity, and so on. With that taking care of your lower extremities, we just need to measure your chest and its holding capacity. I know it’s difficult right now, but do try to hold still for this one. The calipers on the milking arms aren’t exactly gentle” Moving to the next machine, she’d flip it on and a pair of panels opened on the floor on either side of the pillory’s inner wall, exposing a pair of mechanical arms tipped in a strange combination of a milking cup and the claw of an arcade claw machine. The claws at the end of the arms would open and close repeatedly to calibrate themselves before reaching for Candy’s ponderous tits. It was clear that these were not a standard issue attachment, these arms looking far less cohesive and more thrown together than the first. Apparently they had to make these ones custom to fit around her enormous tits. They were far from gentle as well, the cold steel claws gripping hard at her tits as they measured their size and forced the cup onto her nipple. Then the sound of another engine starting up signaled the vacuum within the cup’s arms to start their work. Candy would squeal in delight as milk burst forth from her nipples, flooding the cup instantly only to be just as quickly gulped down by the machine. Inside the control room a glass cylinder began to fill with the skunk’s milk, the thin black measuring bars on the glass being passed one by one as more and more filled the container. It was all too much for Candy and she’d let out a wailing moan as her quivering body gave into the pleasure. A burst of ejaculate would spray from around the tube at her pussy and across the floor, filling her musk mask with the smell of her own feminine arousal, the first of many scents to come. Her cock pulsed and twitched as geysers of seed poured from her swollen balls and into the hose that gripped at her male organs like a latex vice. Another cylinder in the control room would begin filling with white but it didn’t take a biologist to know that this sticky goop wasn’t milk. Dr. Z. smirked as she watched her test subject writhe in the pillory, finally able to hear what her favorite slut sounded and looked like when she wasn’t chock full of drugs. “Mmmph...has anyone ever told you that you have a gorgeous ‘O-face?” Giggling the voluptuous rat would turn on her audio recorder, letting the skunk’s pleasured screams ring into it’s microphone for posterity before speaking into it. “Test readings indicate an overall expansion of the subject's nether regions. Vaginal entrance is twenty-six percent larger in circumference than previous measurements made during capture. Anal entrance has increased by thirty-eight percent as well. Womb has increased in pliability as well by a stellar two hundred and seventy-eight percent and analyzed egg sample has tripled in size, bearing upwards of fifty yolks per egg. Estimated minimum number of offspring after taking the subject's species into account is one hundred with upper limits bearing up to seven hundred and fifty. Suggest further monitoring of womb and eggs in future due to such extreme mutation. Readings on male genitalia are less impressive. Phallic and testicular structures have not been affected, disproving the hypothesis that 817-CH affects testosterone levels. Semen load is fertile and voluminous, however no increase in semen production seems to have taken place.” As Candy finally was freed from her orgasm, the sex soaked machines would begin to fold themselves up and pull free from her body. Only the milking arms would remain as the machines finished their tests. She’d pant heavily as she listened to the rambling rat, finally able to breathe properly now that she wasn’t being violently violated by the test equipment. “Gods...where do you people get these things? Did Dragora design this machine?” Dr. Z. would glare down at the skunk for a moment before pressing a finger to her lips impatiently. “Shush! I’m trying to work here!” Shaking her head she’d rewind the tape recorder a bit before letting it play until she heard herself saying ‘taken place’. Stopping the tape she’d press record before continuing. “Mammary functions have increased as well, with breast size increasing by fifteen percent and lactation capacity having a whopping...uhh...damn is that still going? Uhhh...one sec, it’s almost done…alright! Comparing numbers from the previous measurement shows a two hundred and seventy-five percent increase in milk production. Damn, this stuff is gonna need to be thinned down a LOT if the higher ups want to sell it.” She’d let out a soft eep as she realized she had just said that into the recorder, quickly rewinding to erase the comment before adding a final statement. “Tests indicate green light for subject’s graduation into more ‘advanced’ testing.” Candy was trying to recover when a whining hiss and a sharp pain in her neck reminded her of what she was doing here. She didn’t even have a chance to rest before 817-CH was flowing through her veins once more, the substance sending her endocrine system into overdrive and flooding her already sex addled brain with hormones. Her body was starting to get used to the chemical, the skunk noticing a bit more conscious thought amid the drug induced haze. She shivered as she felt her own feminine juices trickling down her pussy lips, tickling at her increasingly sensitive folds. Her spent cock was already hardening again, the veins along the shaft pulsing rhythmically as the compound made her heart race. Even her sweat dripping over her heaving breasts seemed to only arouse her more. She could feel every nerve in her body buzzing with excitement at the prospect of another night of being violently raped and made into breeding stock for these monsters. “Haah~ Advanced tesssstinguh? Ahn~ You mean...even biggah?” The drug made it difficult to concentrate, let alone speak. However, her tone spoke for itself as a blissful smile grew upon her face. She was ready for more… “My, my, eager aren’t we?” The rodent researcher let slip a bubbly giggle before clearing her throat, trying to save face. “Well, I won’t keep you waiting~ Now then, who should breed you tonight?” Her tone was almost like a song as she leaned over a nearby control panel, flipping through the various cameras. Once again her skirt began riding up her ample ass, only this time Candy could see her puffy pink pussy peeking out from between her thighs and the liquid arousal that was starting to drip down the rat’s thighs and soak into her stockings. “No...nuu...nuh-uh...hrmmmm, nah...OH! Here we are.” She’d tap at an intercom that Candy guessed was attached to some radio or speaker system down in the cages. “Cecil? Send up specimen 248E would you?” There was a pause before a crackling voice came through. “You got it ma’am! ALRIGHT BOYS! SUIT UP!” The comms would be cut as Dr. Z. released the button and turned back to Candy with her back to the screen, tugging her skirt back down again as she smirked. “They’re perfect for your graduation to a larger size class. The barghest!” She’d step aside, showing off the creatures on screen, currently in their holding cell and being ushered by workers into one of the many ‘elevators’ that led to the testing chamber with high powered shock spears. “We had to name this one as there was no intelligent flora or fauna living on that particular world as of yet.” The beasts were approximately the size of a large tiger with the fur and markings of a black and white husky. Their bodies were vaguely canine but the stinger protruding from their furred tails looked like it belonged to an oversized scorpion. Their faces were gnarled and bat-like with the ears to match, making them gruesome and frightening which was only made worse by the way they snarled and hissed at the shock spear wielding workers. It was clearly predatory with its front facing eyes and enormous fangs all while looking like something out of a nightmare chase. However, Candy wasn’t focusing on their faces. No, her eyes were studying every centimeter of the image beside the barghest cage camera. In high resolution detail, the picture of the barghest’s cock was presented with a yardstick for scale, showing that the hefty member was a little over two feet long with a diameter of eight inches for the likely sedated barghest in the photograph. It’s pitch black cock poked out from a fluffy sheath with a pair of melon sized testicles hanging behind it and Candy could already imagine those weighty orbs slapping and bouncing against her ass with every thrust of its magnificent cock. And what a cock it was, putting it’s other traits to shame with fleshy spikes running along both sides of the shaft and a hefty knot at the base covered in the same barbs. The head was sloped, flaring slightly before tapering off into a rounded right triangle with the cock’s orifice sitting upon the hypotenuse at the top. In her haze the skunk had once again started to drool, not in pleasure however, but in hungry anticipation. “We’ll have to go through special protocols for this one. These guys aren’t exactly the friendly types and they REALLY don’t like to share. We’ll be letting them in one at a time tonight. That way the specimens don’t go after each other or you.” The elevator would begin to blare it’s siren once again as the elevator carried its snarling payload up to the test chamber. From what could be seen on the screen, there were no less than three hundred of the creatures prowling and pacing inside the elevator, each one more than a little irritable between the CH-4573 they’d been treated with and the shock spears. Suddenly the beasts on cam would stop, sniffing the air curiously before letting out a cacophony of guttural howls. “Sounds like they can smell you already. That’s good, it means they’ll accept you as a breeding female.” The howling grew louder as the elevator finally came to rest at the door of the test chamber. A small cage would extend from the door before a hatch inside was opened. The cage was only large enough for one of the beasts to fit and as it charged through the open door, the hatch would close behind it. Isolated, the barghest snarled and gnawed on the pars of its cage in anger at being tricked before the cage opened. Not risking capture again, the barghest would carefully leave the cage, knowing full well that running would do little in this room. Sniffing the air once more, it focused it’s gaze upon the skunk’s ample rear and lifted tail. With a snarl it charged Candy from behind, its cock slipping from its sheath as it ran up and mounted her. Candy barely had time to register what was going on thanks to the drug induced stupor and let out a squeal of delight as the beast rammed it’s throbbing cock into her waiting pussy. The triangular tip acted like a spear, spreading her pussy lips wider than she had ever thought possible. She felt his cock bottom out within her battered womb, the head slamming into her inner walls and creating a hefty bulge in her already hefty gut. The lines of fleshy protrusions made a sound like a wet thumb running across a thick bristle comb with every thrust, tickling at the folds of her pussy lips and spraying her arousal all over her own thighs and ass as they massaged her vaginal walls. The barbed knot at its base slammed over and over against her long suffering cunt with heavy wet slaps followed by the muffled thump of its balls slapping loosely at her clit. The skunk could only moan in ecstasy as she was railed by the great beast, every buck of its hips making her flabby body rock in its bindings. “Oooo~ Eager young man, isn’t he?” Snickering softly, Dr. Z. would begin flipping switches, turning on the camera’s recording function as she spoke into her own recorder. “Specimen 248E-1 exhibits extreme arousal at sight of Test Subject X who has already been administered a dose of 817-CH. Test proceeding as planned. 248E-1 showing no signs of fatigue and X is...well, just listen.” The rat would hold the recorder closer to Candy with a smirk, recording her squeals and moans of pure bliss for a few seconds before returning it to her lips. “It is currently unknown if the remaining 248E specimens…” Z. would trail off with a sigh as she turned off the recorder. “God I hate this thing. I miss my clipboard and why does it matter that I call them by their specimen name instead of barghests? Damnable regulations…” With a shake of her head she’d rewind the tape recorder before continuing with her notes. “It is currently unknown if the remaining 248E specimens will even want to mate with Subject X after 248E-1 is finished. Their breeding habits are still unknown but we can assume there will be knotting involved.” While the doctor was whining about her bureaucratic plights, Candy was in heaven. She could feel the barghest’s cock pulsing against the sides of her velvet tunnel, its rapid throbbing in time with it’s heartbeat that she felt so clearly upon her back. Her tits would sway ponderously, still leaking milk as they slapped at the pillory with hefty thumps The smell of the beasts arousal mixed with her own and filled her senses through her musk mask, the odor heady and eye watering, just how she liked it. “Oh gods...AH! Oh Fuckfuckfuckfuuuuck!~ Yes! Oh gods yes! Breed me you filthy animal! Ahn~ Give me your-AH!! Give me your cuuuubs!~” She’d scream out her last words as she orgasmed once more, a torrent of her own seed splattering to the floor as her cock and balls twitched from the pleasure. Her pussy sprayed at the barghest’s hind legs as she ejaculated from her cunt as well, soaking the beast’s lower half in her bliss. Her eyes rolled into the back in her head as her toes curled from the violence of the climax. It wasn’t over yet however, as the barghest let out a howl at her orgams. Its cock was already being milked by her greedy cunt and her orgasm sent the creature over the edge as her pussy spasmed and clenched around its enormous cock. With a single final thrust, the skunk’s cries were cut short in breathless pain and bliss as the beast rammed its barbed knot into her cunt with the buzz of a comb and a pop of the knot. A torrent of thick white seed poured from the barghest’s cock directly into her womb, painting it white and coating her overly productive eggs in hot jizz. Her stomach visibly bulged from the fluid that rhythmically pumped into her womb, the knot trapping all of it. The barghest would awkwardly clamber off of the skunk’s backside as it came, turning away from her as it held its knot in place. She could feel it tugging at her cunt with its knot, testing to see if it could detach itself yet to little success. The knot would finally loosen after a few minutes allowing for the barghest to finally pull free from her vice grip of a cunt, much to Candy’s pleasure as its cum dripped sloppily from her twitching pussy. Finally freed from its sexual finger trap, the barghest would wander around the test chamber for a few minutes before a team came in to extract it and send it back down to the holding pens. “Good! Very good indeed! That went splendidly and I’m fairly certain I caught that little ‘breed me’ part on tape. Dr. Dragora will be very pleased. Now then...time to send in specimen 248E-2~” Dr. Z would chuckle softly as she sent another barghest into the pen, rubbing the top of her cock as she did so. “Mmm...this is gonna be a long night. I better grab a coffee...later. I want to enjoy this next one.” The night would continue on much the same way as it had already, with each specimen gaining an ever higher number until 248E-367 blew the final load into the skunk’s nearly prolapsed pussy. A pair of upset orderlies were ordered to take her limp body back to her holding cell so she could recover. Even if she wasn’t drugged, the ex-researcher would not have been able to think or move after the night she had just received. Her womb was swollen with the barghest’s cum (with a bit of rat cum in her belly courtesy of Dr. Z. getting too pent up during the proceedings) and her pussy was bright red from overuse. It would only be a matter of time before she’d swell up even more, however, as the pups were yet to be born. For now however, Candy simply laid in her cell, panting and going in and out of consciousness. One final thought came to her just before she slipped into slumber. “I wonder which one will fuck me next…”