“Wake up, Doctor. You have an appointment to keep~” A sultry smooth voice pulled at Candy’s consciousness, rousing her from her sleep. Her vision was hazy with colorless spots, popping in and out of her peripherals and obscuring her surroundings to her. In a daze she tried to rub away the sleep from her eyes but her arms felt so heavy it felt as if someone had chained them to the floor. “Wha? Whoozat?” The skunk would mumble under her breath as she struggled to look around, her neck stiff and aching. What had she been doing last night? Last time she felt like this was back in her college days waking up after a party, but her head never pulsed like this. It wasn’t a painful throbbing but each wave felt like it was slowly dragging her face through thick mud. It would almost be pleasant if it didn’t feel so alien and intrusive. “Oh good, the sedatives are wearing off, right on time too. Good to see my pharmaceuticals are working as intended. Hopefully I can say the same about the rest.” Through the haze, Candy could barely make out a red and white figure. It took a moment for her eyes to focus before the figure was revealed to her. “Dergoah? Wha...where am-my?” She stumbled over her words, the sedatives not fully out of her system, numbing her tongue and lips still. She tried again to rub the sleep from her eyes but the sound of rattling metal told her that what she had felt earlier in her arms were in fact chains and not fatigue holding her in place. “W-wade...whem I chinned up?” “What was that, dear? You’ll have to speak up~” Dr. Dragora would set her clipboard aside, crossing her arms under her oversized breasts, almost pushing them free from the tenuous grip of her latex uniform as she strode across the room to look down at the obese skunkette from over her glasses. A sly smirk played across her lips as she stood over Candy, admiring her handiwork. “The sedatives may be wearing off but that doesn’t mean you’re at 100% yet, so try to enunciate a little more this time. Now then, what was it you were saying?” It took a great amount of concentration for the skunkette to put her words together through the drug induced delirium. “Where...am...I? Why...what is going on?” Candy stared up at the dragoness in confusion, not realizing until now just how close to the ground she was as her rival towered over her. As the haze slowly cleared and the feeling came back to her body she could finally get a grasp on her surroundings. Her neck and wrists were bound in a pillory-like mechanism, the bindings themselves lined with soft padded fabric to keep her from hurting herself on them, intentionally or otherwise. She couldn’t see it but she could feel similar padding beneath her stomach as her ponderous tits hung freely beneath her. A set of heavy straps pinned her to the tiny cot beneath her, with some sort of manacles lifting her tail and forcing her to stand and spread her legs, allowing her massive cock and balls to hang freely. The mechanism itself was encased with thick glass that stretched above her, separating the laboratory into two halves with her head and hands on the outside of the glass wall and the rest of her body inside the glass room. Behind her captor she could see a series of video screens, each with a zoomed out view of her ample backside at different angles save for one which showed a feral Great Dane in some sort of industrial elevator, digging at the base of one of the walls anxiously. “I do hope the bindings are comfortable, after all you’re going to be there for a while.” The dragoness would giggle softly as she smiled down to the skunk. “Since you’re finally awake, and seemingly lucid, we can get started with the testing. Now where did I put that...” Trailing off, she’d turn away from Candy, tapping at her chin in thought as she scanned the room absentmindedly. “Testing? Testing what? Why am I locked up in here? I know the government gave my lab the grant you applied for but that’s no reason to fucking kidnap me!” She had suspected Dr. Dragora would be none too pleased when she received the grant but she never thought it would come to this. “Oh I’m over that now, my dear. My new financiers have provided me with everything I need and more. You see, the government isn’t the only organization who has plans for the rift gates. Ah, here it is.” With a pleased wiggle of her shapely hips, she’d pluck a syringe from a nearby tray. Candy grimaced as the dragoness brought up the rift gates. Of course that’s what this was about. It was all anybody could talk about lately. Ever since that particle accelerator exploded wormholes had been opening up all over the world. When the end of the universe never came and the panic ceased, the new tears in reality proved to be rather beneficial. Most of the tears opened up into dead ends or empty space and were promptly sealed up or contained until new means of investigation . A few tears however opened up into fantastical worlds never thought possible by even the greatest minds of their time. Such tears were stabilized into rift gates, and said gates have been the subject of every controversy in the past 10 years. Everyone wanted access to them and the treasure trove of knowledge and resources that they held. The scientific community had become a cutthroat competition for funding, with applicant researchers even going so far as to sabotage each other. Candy herself had engaged in similar subterfuge to ensure funding, making sure her competitors' dirty laundry made it to news outlets and bogging them down with ethics disputes. “Dammit, Dragora, this is way past corporate espionage. You can’t do this!” The skunk would struggle against her bonds with little success, only managing to send a jolt of pain through her left arm as her struggling alerted her to the IV currently embedded in her wrist, the needle shifting painfully beneath her skin. “Fuck! I can’t believe you drugged me. People will know I’m missing, they’ll be looking for me!” “Oh, don’t worry, my employers took care of that little snag. You’d be surprised how many people are willing to look the other direction when enough money is dropped in front of them. They were even cheap too...guess all those backroom dealings left you with few friends, didn’t it? Watching you finally pay for your hubris is all the pay I need, though the new mansion is pretty nice too~” The dragoness giggled as she slipped a free hand down the front of her uniform, making a show of groping her own tits before producing a vial from between them. The liquid inside was thin, translucent, and icy blue, almost glowing in the harsh fluorescent light. “I know the house doesn’t look like much from where you’re sitting but I cannot overstate how spacious this place is. It finally feels like things are going correctly for once, even if it took a little kidnapping to get there.” Candy felt her skin crawl as she watched Dr. Dragora slip the syringe into the top of the vial, pulling the plunger and extracting a few milliliters of the mysterious liquid, tapping at it to remove any air bubbles. She didn’t need her degree to know that whatever it was, she was going to be the one to experience its full effects. “What are you doing with that? What the hell are you dosing me up with this time?” She’d try to wriggle her legs free of their restraints this time, not wanting to risk breaking off the IV needle into her wrist. The straps held tight against her legs, and she watched her own ass jiggle through the screens as she fought the bindings, only succeeding in giving the camera a show. “This?” The dragoness chuckled as she leaned against the glass above Candy’s head, smiling down at her in triumph as she rested her latex bound, hermaphroditic bulge against the skunkette’s forehead. She made a point of pressing her weight down on Candy’s face, pretending she didn’t notice where she was standing as she inserted the syringe into a slot on the mechanism. “This is a prototype. Turns out one of the gifts the rift gates have provided is aphrodisiacs. It needs to be tested before my employers put it on the market though, and since my own work requires a compliant test subject, all the better to test it out on you. To adapt a metaphor; two birds, one drug.” Candy attempted to turn her head away from the dragoness’ groin but the pillory and Dr. Dragora’s muscular thighs held her in place. She could see and smell nothing but latex, the uniform squeaking softly with every twist of her head, only provoking a reptilian purr from her captor. “Get your balls out of my face, you wretched whore, before I-” She’d be cut off as she felt the chill of cool liquid being pumped into her veins, the pillory mechanism whirring to life and humming softly as it injected the solution through her IV. The effects came on quickly as her anxious heart rapidly pushed the solution through her body. Her mind began to cloud again as a dull warmth began to wash over her, every beat of her heart seeming to paint another layer of heat through her corpulent form. Thoughts began to pop one by one like little psychic bubbles, her mind overwhelmed with sensations that dulled her reasoning. She could feel herself begin to sweat, condensation building under her breasts, balls, and in the folds of her fat. Colors grew so vivid that they began to blur together, the light above her becoming so blinding that she had to shut her eyes. She began to pant softly as she felt as if her body was freezing and burning at once, the chill air of the lab now feeling as if she was in a freezer, stinging at her twitching nethers which even amid the cold seemed to ache with heat. Each labored breath filled her muzzle with the pungent scent of latex, arousal, and dragonflesh. The scents were powerful with their origin so close that she could already taste each, her tongue hanging from her mouth as she strained not to wrap her maw around the dragoness’ balls right then and there. “Well now, that shut you up rather quickly~ I was expecting someone of your mass to require a higher dosage but it seems the treatment works too well.” She’d step back from the restraints, leaving the skunk lustfully lapping at the air, whimpering in need. The dragoness would produce a small tape recorder from her cleavage, flicking at the record button as if it were a lighter. “Ten CCs of 817-CH administered to test subject X. Immediate and severe reaction to 817-CH. Subject X rendered helpless and compliant within seconds. Test is more successful than we could have hoped. Note: Dosage for commercial use still pending, more tests required.” With another click, the recorder would power down before being stashed back in the dragoness’ uniform. “Now then, I do believe it’s about time for stage two.” Dr. Dragora would crouch down beside Candy, resting a hand on one knee as the other cupped the skunkette’s face to look at the computer screens, the pressure on her cheeks making Candy’s tongue hang from her mouth lewdly as her saliva dripped to the ground. “I’m sure you’ve already noticed the cameras recording every movement of your fat ass. And I’m sure you’ve already guessed that they’re not there to make you a movie star, although I’m sure I‘ll be able to sell the video if I run it by the boss first.” The dragoness would force the skunk’s head towards the camera that showed the Great Dane, who was now pacing in excited circles as if chasing its tail. However, its eyes never left the wall of the elevator it had been digging at before now. “See him? He’s stage two. You see, you’re not the only test subject here. We’ve been testing out another formula that’s vital for my research.” Pressing a small red button on the pillory mechanism, Candy would watch the door of the elevator raise itself. Enormous bolts retracted from the floor and the door itself seemed thick enough to be used as the wall of a bunker as it opened, yellow lights warning of the elevator’s opening. “You see, the plant we extracted 817-CH’s primary component from also produces another compound. We dubbed the resulting formula, CH-4573, although the researchers have taken to calling it ‘Jitter’ due to its effects. When administered, the patient will experience a rather steep boost to their libido, however it also has the side effect of leaving the patient impotent while treatment is ongoing. Suffice to say, this combination of side effects over the course of a week makes the patients a bit...agitated. Thankfully, the impotence ends when the treatment does, however the enhanced libido tends to linger for around 18 hours after treatment ends. We just took our feral friend off of it about two hours ago...” The dog streaked out of the elevator doors once they were open enough for it to fit through, the cameras showing the dog now in the glass room and sprinting towards Candy’s exposed rear. Candy felt her heart skip in anticipation as the scene played out almost in slow motion in front of her. She could see the Great Dane’s red rocket fully engorged, bobbing beneath the canine as it ran straight for her exposed rear. Even beneath the overwhelming weight of her overactive senses, she knew enough to know what was about to happen. She felt the dog’s paws come to rest around her hefty belly from behind and knew that this was Dragora’s revenge. To be defiled by a beast... To become a fuck toy for a sex crazed animal... To be raped and broken by a feral cock... And her pussy was dripping with anticipation at the very thought of it. Candy would let out a moaning gasp as the dog unceremoniously mounted her, ramming its cock into her eager cunt in a single thrust. She could feel every bulging vein gliding past the swollen folds of her labia, the canine’s angular tip pushing through her overly sensitive flesh like a spear and stabbing at her cervix. The sudden jolt of pleasure sent a shock through her brain, her eyes crossing as she let out a high pitched moan. Her body spasmed violently within her bindings as the dog’s knot slapped against her pussy lips, an orgasm wracking her body at the very first thrust. Her throbbing cock burst forth with thick ropes of cum that painted the floor, her enormous balls twitching as they emptied themselves against the bottom of the platform. “Whoops! I almost forgot!” Pulling at an oddly shaped part of the pillory mechanism, the dragoness would reveal a small compartment. “While I was trying to get the grant YOU stole from me, I managed to dig up a few skeletons in your closet. Unfortunately I didn’t have the time to make use of any of it, but when I heard about what I’d be doing here I just had to make sure they provided me with this. You see, I found out about that little black mark on your record from back when you were in college.” Pulling on a hose in the compartment, she’d hang an anesthesia mask in front of the skunk’s panting face. Candy could barely hear her over her own panting, the dog’s cock slamming into her over and over again. As the mask swung by her face she’d catch a heady whiff of cum, arousal, and canine musk. The smell was intoxicating to her in her drug addled state and she’d whine as it swung away from her. Unable to move she’d let her mouth hang open as she tried to reach out for it with her tongue, whimpering as she got closer. Just as she was about to reach it however, the mask was pulled away and she found herself looking up into the smug grin of her captor, her own face distraught as the scent faded. “I have to admit, I was a bit impressed when I read just how many stolen jockstraps they found in your dorm room. All used too. That takes some dedication to go that far for a kink.” Chuckling, the dragoness would look at the mask with a self-satisfied smirk before placing it over her own muzzle and taking a deep breath. Her legs would quiver a bit beneath her as she savored the whiff like a hit from a bong, sliding her free hand down her stomach to rub at the bulge in her uniform. Finally releasing the breath she’d hang it in front of Candy once more.“I mean I totally understand, but getting banned from not just the football stadium, but three different local gyms as well. You have a problem my dear...and I can only imagine what it’ll do to you now~” She’d sway the mask back and forth on it’s hose. “You want it don’t you? To smell what he’s doing to you. To taste that foul air. It’s not enough that you’re filled with fourteen inches of feral cock, is it?” Even in her drugged state… Even as the Great Dane slapped its low hanging balls against her own… Even as each thrust made her fat ass jiggle with a wet slap... Even with the dog’s throbbing cock delving deep into her sensitive cunny... Even as orgasm after orgasm soaked her thighs and coated the floor in her hermaphroditic seed… Even through all of this...she could not take her attention away from the mask. “Yes-ahn! Yes, give it to me-AH!! Hah! I have to-Ohhhhh- to have it!” Candy could still barely smell the faintest scents of sex as the mask swung back and forth, eyes never wavering from it. “Now, now...I’m almost done with it~” The dragoness would take another whiff from the mask, shuddering pleasantly before continuing. “I just need to do one more thing with it.” Giggling softly, she’d lightly clasp the straining zipper at her chest, slowly unzipping her latex uniform down. Her titanic breasts bounced free of their prison, a hefty wave of sweat-stink flowing through the room, making Candy drool as it assaulted her nose. “These uniforms are so stuffy...but that is just perfect for you, isn’t it?” Another giggle played across her lips as she continued to unzip the uniform until it lay at her feet, leaving her dressed in nothing but her high heels. She ran her gloved hands down over her breasts along her stomach and down to rub at the thick cock that now stood erect in front of Candy’s face. The scent of arousal was palpable as the dragoness aired herself out, stroking at the length of her own shaft as she took another hit from the mask. Candy reached out with her tongue to try to lap at it but just like the mask it was pulled away. “Ah ah ah! You don’t deserve such a beautiful cock like mine. No, a wretched thing like you is born to be the breeding bitch of filthy animals like your little friend back there. Gods, you have no idea how much of a turn on it is to see you like this.” Now she herself was panting as she watched her own private show of sex and revenge, stroking herself in front of her moaning enemy. Taking one last breath from the mask she’d whimper in pleasure before pushing the mask over the tip of her cockand cumming hard into it, seed spilling out from around the edges as it overflowed for a moment before draining into the hose. “Mmmmmmn, that was nice~ NOW it’s ready for you~” Taking the cum soaked mask she’d strap it to the skunkette’s face, letting leftover seed spill down Candy’s chin. “I’d suggest lapping some of that up before breathing in. No sense in having you drown during the test.” Candylapped hungrily at the cum filled mask, the scent of the dragon’s musky seed permeating her senses. As she drank Dragora’s cum, an occasional air bubble made its way through the cum filled tube, filling the skunk ‘s nostrils with the cocktail of musk and sex. Then more of the scents came… She choked on the acrid smell, each labored breath tainted as she took in the smell of the glass room. Then more came… Then more... And she loved every breath. She squealed in delight as her body tensed up at the scent of feral musk mixed with her own, another orgasm clawing its way through her body. Her toes curled and her back arched as much as it could in the restraints. Her pussy clamped down on the dog’s cock like a vice, making the animal whimper as the treatment sent a shock through its own system. With a final thrust of its hips the dog would bash its knot against the skunk’s pussy, pushing and straining it through before finally popping the knot into her twitching cunt. A flood of canine seed would spill into her waiting womb, the dog’s sperm painting its walls white as they attempted to impregnate the skunk. One final shiver of pleasure would run through Candy’s exhausted body as she hung there from the pillory, her own cock occasionally twitching and sending a rope of cum to the floor as the aftershocks wore off. “Well now, I’d say that was a successful control test. Everything is working as intended and once the staff hoses you off, we can start the experiment in earnest.” The dragoness would saunter over to the control panel that held the video screens, purposefully lifting her tail as she bent over to check some readings, letting Candy get a good view of her shapely rear and smooth ballsack. “Oh, I forgot to mention something before the testing started. 817-CH...it’s not just an aphrodisiac. You see the natives of the realm we took it from use it as a fertility drug. The aphrodisiac part is just a pleasant side effect. According to the locals, a single dose taken before intercourse guarantees at least triplets. Useful for surviving and colonizing dangerous worlds, even if the method is a bit Darwinian. With the concentrated doses you’ll be getting, it should make you into quite the breeder. We haven’t had a chance to test its potency but based on native testimonies and the concentration of the dose, your current lover should be providing you with litter of... ” She’d tap at her fingers as she made the calculations in her head, absent-mindedly flicking a few switches on the control panel before turning back to the skunk. “...approximately 60 pups, give or take a half dozen. Thankfully the drug also speeds up the reproductive process so we won’t have to wait much longer than a few days for you to give birth. Which is lucky for us because...well…” A final flip of a switch would change the video feed on the screens, each one showing the view of a different camera. “We have a lot of testing to do~” Candy’s jaw went slack as she stared up at the screens through her drug induced haze. Each camera showed a different cage. Creatures of every shape and size could be seen as the screens switched from feed to feed. "I had the same look on my face when my employers showed me this facility...and yes, they intend to have you ‘test’ every...single...one.” The dragoness purred out the last words, gloating over her old rival’s predicament. “And like the dumb little breeding slut you are, you'll happily bear all of their children by the time we're done! You’ll be nothing but a cumdumpster to an army of feral beasts, and I’m going to make sure you enjoy every moment of your wretched, shameful existence." Candy couldn’t believe how many there were. She didn’t even recognize most of them. Had they all come through the rift gates? One of the screens would pause upon a pen of particularly strange beasts that she didn’t recognize. From what she could tell, their bodies resembled wild boar with their squat form and short hooved legs but that was where the similarities ended. Their necks and heads looked as if they should belong to a viper of some sort with tusks jutting out from a rather nasty underbite. And based on the fact that one was chewing on the carcass of a dead horse, she could tell they were each bigger than an elephant, around 30 feet high at the back at least and 45 feet tall when the head was fully raised. These were apex predators, and all of them were seemingly sedated as they trudged sluggishly around their pen. “My employers were very interested in results from these beasties. Their bones are harder than steel and when ground down into powder, it can be used to reinforce most alloys and even concrete. They are rather rare however, so being able to mass produce these beauties is high on their priority list. Of course you aren’t interested in all of that, are you? No, this part is what matters to you, isn’t it?” With a soft giggle, Dr. Dragora would make the camera zoom in on one of the creatures who was cleaning itself, making sure to give Candy a clear view at it’s underside. Hanging beneath the beast was a set of four testicles, each one around the size of a large beach ball and shiny with sweat, and connected to those was one of the largest cocks she had ever seen. The head was blunted and flared like a horse’s but the underside jutted out from the head proper, making it look like an organic utility scoop. The shaft itself was almost 8 feet long and had a long smooth ridge down both sides that she thought were veins before realizing they were in fact a pair of thick penile bones. Along the underside of the shaft were dozens of spherical bumps that seemed organized into hexagonal clusters and at the base sat a hefty three bulbed knot. Candy could only marvel at the specimen before her, her drug fueled mind ablaze with the thought of something so alien forcing itself on her, her legs already quaking as she imagined that monster ramming into her over and over before the screen flicked to another group of creatures, these ones far smaller and more numerous. “We’ll have to work your way up to it of course. The drug will alter your body to handle it in time but for now we have to stick to things like these little bastards.” The creatures on screen shuffled about on thin insectoid legs, crawling over each other in a carpet of writhing flesh that coated the floor. Their heads were vaguely feline with large triangular ears but the proboscis and four eyes made it clear that these were some twisted form of insect from another realm. “After all, a miserable bitch in heat like yourself only deserves the foulest of lovers. These things have ovipositors that look like worms sprouting from an even larger worm. It’s like a tree made of tentacles and each one is full of eggs. Hundreds of eggs...per tendril.” Though Candy could not make heads or tails of most of the writhing mass, she could only imagine the way the tendrils would soon wriggle inside of her, defiling her and filling her over-fertile womb with thousands of eggs at once before the screen began to flick through different pens again. “Over 10,000 species have been collected by my employers...with hundreds if not thousands of specimens of each, with more arriving each day. So, my dear ‘Doctor’ Candy, say hello to your new husbands~” The dragoness would let out a long haughty laugh, watching the skunk’s expression as each new creature was shown. More and more creatures flicked through the screens; beasts great and small, terrifying and beautiful, noble and wretched. Entire pens filled with snarling creatures, some filled with what she assumed were hundreds, no, thousands of just one species just waiting to rape her and fill her with their children. Then the screens would all turn off as Dr. Dragora flicked a few more switches. She had slipped back into her uniform while Candy’s attention had been on her next partners. “Now then, I have to report all this good news to the bosses. Don’t worry, someone will be down to hose you off soon. In the meantime, I made a little slideshow for you to enjoy!~” She’d giggle quietly as she flicked another switch, plunging the room into darkness before strutting out of the room, a smug smirk plastered to her muzzle. The screens would light up again as the dragoness left the room, the screens barely illuminating the room in blue light and buzzing softly as new images began to be displayed upon them. It had seemed that Dr. Dragora had taken the time to document and measure the anatomy of many of the specimens already, as color photographs of various monstrous erections began to be displayed as a slide show. Beneath each cock was a length of measuring tape, clearly marking the size of each specimen. There were various other labels too but Candy could not bring herself to do more than glance at them as she marveled at the size and shape of each phallus that flashed across the screen. She could practically smell them already and an aftershock orgasm would ripple through her body as she imagined a particularly sweaty one draped over her muzzle. She would continue watching for hours, every so often soaking her thighs as she imagined herself getting railed and abused by them. There really were thousands of specimens, each one with new variations and designs. And Candy couldn’t wait to feel each and every one of them inside of her...