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It looked like something out of a movie.\n\n“This is my underground lab.” The kid replied, “That panel that you were [i]playing with[/i] is the entrance mechanism.”\n\n“Lab…? How do you have a [i]lab[/i], you’re like… a kid.”\n\n“I’m 14.” The husky replied flatly, “And I have a lab because I’m [i]exceedingly[/i] intelligent, something you clearly know nothing about…”\n\n“Ugh… whatever, [i]Dexter[/i]…” Miles said in annoyance, “Just give me my clothes back, so I can get out of here!”\n\nThe canine turned back to look at Miles, “My name is Delta. I don’t know any [i]Dexter[/i]…” He paused for just a moment, not quite understanding the failed attempt at a joke, “…and I can’t allow you to leave at the moment.”\n\n“Tch… you can’t [i]allow[/i] me to leave…?” Miles said, as he looked over the canine boy again. While the fox wasn’t particularly huge or anything, he was an adult, and Delta looked to be an average-sized kid. 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Everything that you have experienced over the past…” He paused to think for a second, “… 90 minutes, or so… will be exceedingly hazy, to the point at which you will believe this was all a dream.”\n\nMiles leveled a glare at the younger fur, it was all he could do, given the circumstances. Thanks to Delta, he was unable to move or even say anything. He could do little more than watch… whatever it was that the canine planned on doing.\n\n“All it will take is one drop making contact with your gustatory cells, it will have a chemical reaction in your chorda tympani, and the neural receptors in your brain will react accordingly.” The husky reached forward, eyedropper in-hand and squeezed exactly one drop of the liquid out, directly into the older fur’s mouth.\n\nUpon feeling the small droplet contact his tongue, Miles clenched his eyes shut, trying to mentally prepare himself for whatever was about to happen. He expected to fall unconscious, or drop into a deep haze, or something. Surprisingly though… he felt nothing.\n\nHe hadn’t forgotten anything about Delta, or the secret underground lab. He hadn’t fallen unconscious, unless he was experiencing a very vivid dream. He was just left there, still bonded to the lab table, except now he had a bitter taste in his mouth.\n\n“Hmm…?” The canine boy let out the puzzled sound as he watched on. He wasn’t used to one of his creations simply [i]failing[/i] like that, “The reaction should be instant… Did the drop land on your lip or something?”\n\nLeaning in, Delta took a closer look, intent on discovering what the problem was, and realizing nearly immediately upon looking into the fox’s open maw, “Oh… I see…”\n\nInside Miles’s mouth, rather than an average tongue that the canine boy expected to see, there was, what looked like… a dick, “That is quite fascinating. 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Your unusual oral anatomy is preventing my neural-affecting agent from working.” With the slightest hint of excitement in his voice, Delta zipped over to one of his computer consoles, and started tapping at the keyboard.\n\nMiles gave one of his arms a tug, testing to see if he was still bound in-place, “Ngh… shit, still can’t move.” He looked over to where the kid had moved to and called out, “So, now what? You can’t just keep me here!”\n\nThere was almost giddiness in Delta’s voice as he responded, “I can’t pass up this opportunity to run some tests!”\n\n“What…? Tests…?”\n\nDelta finished typing then quickly started back over to the fox, keeping his gaze on him as he walked around the lab table slowly, “Computer, subject’s name is Miles, male, vulpine, fur color is russet brown. According to the sensors on the table, height is 67 inches, weight is 190 pounds.”\n\nMiles watched and listened anxiously, as the canine kept listing his details, “H-Hey… What kind of tests are we talking about here…? What do you plan to do?”\n\n“Don’t be concerned.” Delta replied, “I assure you, they’re harmless. You’ll likely even enjoy them.”\n\n[i]I’ll enjoy them…?[/i]\n\nMiles tried to consider what comment could even mean, but didn’t have more than a second or two to do so before the teen spoke again.\n\n“Computer, begin fecundity siphon process.”\n\n“What…? Fecundity… siphon—oh…” Before the bound fox could even fully get the words out, it became exceedingly clear exactly what the younger fur was intending to do.\n\nDescending into view was a clear glass tube, which looked to be connected to some type of hose. Miles had seen something like it before, though never in-person. When it slid into place directly over his sheath, there was no doubt as to what was about to happen.\n\n“H-Hey! I thought you were interested in my tongue! What the hell is up with the [i]milking[/i] machine?!?”\n\n“It’s the most efficient and painless way to get a look at your complete genetic make-up. Especially so, after the nano-mites take effect.”\n\n“Nano-mites…? What…?”\n\nRight on cue, Delta pulled out an injector gun, which he apparently had in a pocket of his lab coat, and placed it right up against Miles’s arm, pulling the trigger.\n\n** [i]k-chik[/i] **\n\n“Gah! Hey!”\n\n“Among other effects… the nano-mites will increase your output, providing me with a larger sample to work with.”\n\n“O-Other effects?!? Look kid! You can’t just—Ooh… Ooooh f-fuck…” In an instant, Miles’s concern about the sudden injection that the kid had just given him fell to zero. It only took a moment after the milking machine was activated before Miles could confirm that the canine’s assumption that he’d [i]enjoy[/i] the test was overwhelmingly accurate.\n\n“Oooh… fuu—ucking hell… that’s g-good…” Miles didn’t know specifically how the machine was making him feel so good, and frankly, he didn’t care. The tube over his quickly-hardening cock was stimulating him in ways that he’d never felt before. The overstimulated fox shaft shot out of his sheath like a bullet, reaching its full 7-inch length in a matter of seconds.\n\n“I might have forgotten to mention…” Delta said in an overly-casual tone, “Those nano-mites also have the added effect of dramatically increasing your physical sensitivity, so you [i]might[/i] feel a little bit more pleasure than usual, hehe.”\n\n“Y-You little shi—Aaaah… shit…” Miles wanted to tear into the kid, but he couldn’t even pretend that he wasn’t in heaven from Delta’s little experiment. He couldn’t even keep himself from giving small hip thrusts upward, as the machine continued to apply suction around his needy length.\n\nIt was the perfect amount of warmth, pressure, caressing, it even somehow felt soft against his sensitive flesh. He didn’t want it to ever stop. In that moment Miles would have given anything to be able to feel that impossibly blissful sensation forever, even though he knew that he was getting nearer and nearer to his release by the second.\n\n[i]Shit… Not yet… Gotta hold back…[/i]\n\nDespite the fact that Miles could barely think, he was using every fiber of his will to hold himself back for as long as he could, hoping to prolong the pleasure. His tongue was lolled out of his maw, and his eyes looked like they were about to roll into the back of his head.\n\n“Not a bad size…” Delta commented, as he brought a paw down to idly fondle himself through the front of his lab coat. He looked over the glass-encased penis, with clear interest that didn’t seem purely scientific, “Seven inches or so, I’d say. You’re definitely not the [i]least[/i] impressive subject that I’ve had.”\n\nMiles barely heard the words, assuming he heard them at all. He clenched his fists tightly, curled his toes, thrashed around as much as his bonds would let him, but with as powerful as the urge was, he knew that he didn’t really have much hope of holding back much longer.\n\n“NNNGGAH!” A violent shiver shot through the fox’s body as he felt his climax start to hit him. He’d, of course, had orgasms before, but this one in-particular felt like an entirely new thing to Miles. It felt so good, that for a moment, he wasn’t even concerned with everything that the husky boy had put him through thus far.\n\nThe straining vulpine cock flexed, and began unloading into the clear chamber. Miles squeezed his eyes shut, as he felt one, two, three… four shots blast from his tapered tip. That alone would usually account as a fairly large event for the fox, but it wasn’t stopping. Miles felt that wave of lighting course through him all over again, and his cock continued to twitch, providing more and more output for Delta to work with.\n\nThe virile fox balls pulsed with every jet of cum that Miles unloaded. It was so much that he didn’t even know how much more he could take without passing out from sheer pleasure.\n\nMercifully, the overlong payoff finally began to ebb. All of the intensity that was overwhelming Miles was instantly replaced by feelings of exhaustion and satisfaction. As his body finally started to relax, his fists became unclenched, his hips relaxed, and his eye cracked open, giving himself a glimpse at the glass tube that he had been filling up, and a detail he didn’t quite expect to see…\n\n“W-Why… Why is it purple…?” The amount of concern that he had wasn’t accurately conveyed in the tired tone of the fox’s voice, but his eyes shot wide open, as he stared, “…a-and it’s… [i]glowing…?[/i]”\n\nMiles thought at first that his eyes might have been playing tricks on him, or maybe it was an effect of whatever he’d been injected with. But, when the canine boy even looked at it with interest, that possibility was put to rest.\n\n“It’s fascinating.” Delta said flatly, “Something in your genetic makeup must be reacting to the presence of the nano-mites.” He walked back over to the computer console again, and started tapping at the keyboard excitedly.\n\nBreathing heavily, and doing all that he could to resist the urge to sleep, Miles turned his attention away from the preoccupied canine. On a nearby counter, a gentle “whirring” sound could be heard, drawing the fox’s attention, just in time for him to see several bottled water-sized canisters filled with, what looked like, the same glowing purple fluid that he’d just unloaded for what felt like an hour.\n\n“Sh-shit… -[i]huff[/i]- did I make a-all that…?”\n\n“Well, that’s most of what you produced.” Delta answered casually, “I did tell you that my nano-mites would increase your output.”\n\nThe young husky strolled back over, clearly satisfied with the outcome of the situation thus far. The grin on his face drawing a sigh of annoyance from Miles.\n\n“So… are we done…? Let me out of here, already…” With the embarrassment present on the fox’s face, he turned away, determined to not convey to the younger fur the state that he had been reduced to.\n\nUnfortunately, for the vulpine, he couldn’t take back all of the moans and thrashing that Delta had already witnessed, “Well, since you loved it so much, I figured we’d go another round.” The kid chuckled, “I mean, I can always use more product to test.”\n\n“W-What?!? Hey!”\n\n“This time, however…” Delta continued on, more-or-less ignoring his captive’s objection, “I’m curious to see if nano-mite permeation has reached the prostate.”\n\n“Prostate…? Y-You don’t mean…”\n\n“Computer, reposition subject for anal analysis.” Delta spoke, answering Miles’s question before he could even confirm his suspicion.”\n\n“N-No! Wai—GAAH!”\n\nThe bonds on the fox’s wrists and ankles, and even the lab table itself, reacted to the husky’s voice, adjusting exactly enough to reposition Miles into the perfect position for what was coming next. His backside was raised, tail held aside, legs spread and lifted enough to expose his tight pucker. However, it was the sight of one other specific detail that got further reaction from the older fur.\n\n“Y-You can’t be serious, kid!” Miles’s eyes widened and a shiver ran through him. Looming dangerously close to his ass was a very menacing looking, phallic-shaped probe. It looked to be a similar size and shape to his own endowment, complete with a knot. It even looked realistic, to the point at which he felt himself reflexively clench up, upon seeing where it was aimed.\n\nMiles turned to look at Delta, ready to shout out his objections, but just as he opened his mouth, he felt a sudden pleasurable sensation, “Oh… Ohhh…” Unable to get any words out past his moans, Miles bit down on his bottom lip. He glanced towards the glass tube that was still encasing his cock, and watched closely as it started to move. It slowly began to pull off of him, feeling just as amazing to the fox as it had when it was actually in-use.\n\n“F-Fuuuck… Ahh…”\n\nDelta licked his lip as he stood by watching the fox writhe in pleasure. The teen had already gotten a bit turned-on from watching the milking machine in action, and seeing the older fox clenching his fingers and toes, fidgeting around and moaning suggestively, was dramatically enhancing that feeling.\n\n“Nnnngh…” The chamber over Miles’s cock pulled completely off, causing the still-hard fox organ to flip upwards, spewing one last jet of the glowing fluid, which splattered unassumingly across his own face.\n\n“Hmm…” Delta ran his tongue over his bottom lip. After witnessing that last bit, and having an unobscured view of the bound fox, who now had that oozing purple streak right through the center of his eyes, his arousal was getting to the point at which he couldn’t do much to repress it. He let his eyes wander over the fox’s body once again, taking special notice of the impressive vulpine form, and how his curves almost seemed to lead directly to his behind, inviting the young canine towards it.\n\n“Look…” Miles spoke as soon as his wits returned to him, “W-With as much… [i]output[/i] as I just gave you… there’s no way that you can get any more out of me… You don’t need to use that… thing…”\n\nDespite Delta standing right there, the fox’s words fell on deaf ears. The teen’s usually science-dominated mind was suddenly quite preoccupied with thoughts of how that tempting ring before him might feel, were he to [i]indulge[/i] himself…\n\nWith a huff, the husky forced his gaze off of the fox’s form, and issued a new command to his system, “Computer, cancel automated prostate stimulation protocol.”\n\nMiles held his breath as his captor spoke the words, watching intently, until he was able to let out a sigh of relief. The probe that was directed so ominously at him, in reaction to the teen’s command, pulled away, out of his view. Curiously though, the bonds remained in place keeping the fox held in the vulnerable position.\n\n“Uh, okay… so… you gonna let me off of this thing…?”\n\n“Hmm?” Delta said, finally acknowledging the older fur, “Oh, no. I just felt that manual stimulation might be a bit more effective.”\n\n“M-Manual stim…” Delta craned his neck to try and get a view of the canine. Catching sight of him just in time to see as he unbuttoned his lab coat, and let it slip to the ground, revealing that the young husky was wearing absolutely nothing underneath, “Oh… shit.”\n\nHowever, the more worrying aspect of the developing situation wasn’t as much that Delta was completely naked, given what that entailed. Rather, the fox’s concern stemmed from the size of the organ that Delta had just revealed. Not only was the kid some genius mad-scientist… he was also, apparently, hung like a horse.\n\n“Why the hell are you so big?!?”\n\nThe canine started to walk into position, taking the place of the recently dismissed probe, resulting in an even more intimidating sight for the still-constrained fur. Delta’s dick was not just oversized for his young age, it would have been big on someone [i]twice[/i] his size. It bobbed with each step that teen took, giving the fox an idea of just how heavily the organ hung off of the husky’s otherwise slim body.\n\n “No reason to panic.” Delta spoke with a calm tone.\n\nUnsurprisingly though, the teen’s words did little to reassure the fox.\n\n“What do you mean ‘[i]No reason to panic[/i]’?!? Do you have any idea how fucking [i]HUGE[/i] you are?!?”\n\n“Tch…” Delta scoffed, as if the complaint was completely unfounded, “I’m barely over a foot long.”\n\n“A foot long?!?!”\n\nUndeterred by the other fur’s objections, Delta continued lining himself up, sights clearly set on penetrating the visibly too-tight sphincter. Despite usually being the science-driven type, the teen had already been feeling the effects of arousal. Watching his experiment thus far was proving a bit more exciting than he had predicted, and seeing that last streak of glowing seed dribble over the vulpine muzzle turned out to be his breaking point.\n\n[i]Shit, shit, shit, shit…[/i]\n\nKnowing that he couldn’t really do much about it, Miles clenched up all over again, even moreso, as soon as he felt the tapered tip brush up under his tail.\n\n“I would recommend that you relax a bit.” Delta suggested, somewhat apathetically.\n\n“Relax?!? Are you kidding me—OOHHH!” The teen interrupted Miles’s words with the first, particularly sharp, thrust of his hips. Despite the tensing up of the already tight fox hole, Delta seemed to have little trouble spearing in, stretching the ring more and more as he slipped further in, nearing the thickest part of the shaft.\n\n“Ohhh! Fuuu—uuuck!!”\n\nIt was the most intense thing that the fox had ever felt. His taut ring of muscle was being pulled wider than he felt what should have been possible. The stretch was so wide, the reach was so deep, Miles was already at the limit of what he could handle, yet…\n\n[i]How… does this not hurt…?[/i]\n\n“Like I said. There’s no reason to panic.” As if he had heard the thoughts as they formed in the fox’s mind, Delta reiterated his earlier statement, undoubtedly noticing that the words had been proven correct.\n\nIt didn’t make any sense. The teen’s wrist-thick cock had just been jabbed a good 5 or 6 inches into him. Delta wasn’t particularly gentle, there was no prep, hell… there wasn’t even any lube involved. So, how was it that the only thing that the older fur was feeling was the sudden stimulation of his prostate.\n\n“In addition to increasing your output, and increasing your sensitivity, the nano-mites also can have a [i]dramatic[/i] effect on your flexibility.” He paused, just long enough to shove an additional inch of himself into the older fur, and draw a stifled groan out of him at the same time, “…which I’m sure you’ve noticed, hehe.”\n\nMiles narrowed his eyes and glared at the teen. Regardless of what he was feeling from what the kid was doing to him, he absolutely didn’t want to give Delta the satisfaction of knowing.\n\nUnfortunately for Miles, however… the younger fur seemed to pick up on the detail anyway.\n\n“I’ll take that as an invitation to delve a little deeper, heh.” He continued on with a chuckle, and did not waste any more time before setting his hips back into motion.\n\n“Nngh! Hngh!” Miles held back his pleasured moans as much as he was able to, but with each of the husky boy’s movements, a low grunt escaped with each snap of the kid’s hips. Black-furred vulpine digits scratched at the table that Miles laid upon, and the fox thrashed his head from side-to-side. Seemingly trying to fight off the stimulation that he was quite obviously receiving from Delta’s actions.\n\nNot that any of that deterred the younger fur in the slightest. With each gyration, he dug himself in just a bit further, eventually reaching, and subsequently passing the halfway point of his turgid length… even starting to approach the knot. He kept a grin on his muzzle, knowing how much his captive was actually enjoying the treatment.\n\n“Don’t be afraid to let me know if you’re liking it, hehe…” Delta taunted the fox, knowing that he would never admit to it.\n\n“Nnnph… C-Can’t even feel it. Your nano…[i]things[/i] must be working too well…” It took every bit of self-control that the fox possessed, but he managed to get through the lie without blatantly giving himself away, “Either that, or you’re just not that -[i]ngh[/i]- d-deep…”\n\nDelta grinned, almost as if he was enjoying the older fur’s defiance. Every time that Miles muffled one of his moans, or denied that the teen was actually making him feel good, it felt like a challenge to the canine, “Oh… well, I’ll just show you [i]exactly[/i] how deep I am, then.”\n\nMiles didn’t know what that was even supposed to mean as he heard it, not that he could focus too much on the thought though. Delta’s cock was still steadily ravaging his insides, hitting places inside of him that he didn’t even know existed, and requiring his full concentration to withstand.\n\n“Computer!” Delta called out, and a shiver ran up the fox’s spine. Whatever the kid was planning to do was definitely not going to be good, “Initiate collective sonographing from the nano-mites, and display results in real-time.”\n\nAs the teen issued the command, Miles braced himself, not knowing what he expected was going to happen. He got the answer a moment later though, when what appeared to be a very high end camera hovered into view.\n\n“Wh-Wha…? A camera…?”\n\n“Significantly custom modified, but yes.” Delta responded, “This camera can take photos and video in 16k resolution, 500 Megapixels, 120 shot-per-second continuous mode, 700x optical and digital zoom capabilities, and over 1800 autofocus points.”\n\nUnder different circumstances, Miles would have been rather interested in the specs that the kid had just rattled off, but at the moment, he was just concerned, trying to understand what the canine boy was getting at.\n\n“…but for our purposes today…” Delta continued on after the brief pause, “It can track, record, and stream imaging from my nano-mites, even as they’re inside your body.\n\nAs he spoke, one of the panels, specifically one that Miles had a very clear view of, revealed itself to be a large screen, and even before Delta said it, it started to sink into the fox’s brain, exactly what he was looking at.\n\n“Basically, it’s an ultrasound, just significantly more detailed due to my customizations.”\n\n“B-But… Why would you bring up an ult—” Though it wasn’t clear to Miles right away, as soon as he laid eyes upon the screen, he immediately saw what the teen had wanted him to.\n\nThe screen showed the canine cock, in all of its glory, sawing in-and-out of him. It was the same thing that Delta was watching, every time that his thick shaft bored into the velvety fox-hole, except it was an internal view.\n\n“H-Holy shit!” In the moment, Miles’s stoic demeanor dropped. He had seen exactly how much that Delta was packing, but actually watching as it invaded his insides was setting off all kinds of new alarms in his mind. It simply didn’t seem possible that his orifice was extending [i]so much[/i] to accommodate the teenager’s shaft. “And, you’re not even all the way in?!?”\n\nDelta responded with an evil chuckle, “Heh, no… so let’s change that.” With another gyration of his hips, he pressured himself forward, and Miles could see it just as well as he could feel it.\n\n“Gnngh! Holy shit, that’s deep!”\n\n“Oh?” Delta said with an unmistakable ring of satisfaction, “A second ago, you said I wasn’t deep enough to make you feel it.”\n\nMiles barely even acknowledged the antagonistic comment, or rather, he didn’t have the opportunity to, before Delta ended his little reprieve, once again starting to move his hips, right away getting back to the speed that he had reached previously, and even surpassing it.\n\n[i]Fuck… This shouldn’t feel… I should not be liking this…[/i]\n\nDelta would pull nearly all the way out, before stuffing himself back in on each thrust. He was pistoning with enough speed to leave an electric feeling inside the fox’s tunnel, but at the same time, to Miles, it felt agonizingly slow. It was to the point at which that repeated feeling of emptiness, followed immediately by the absolute fullness that the oversized canine cock provided was ringing a bell inside the fox that couldn’t be unrung. It felt [i]GOOD[/i], and there wasn’t really any denying that fact, and that was just as clear to Delta as it was to Miles.\n\n“Ooh… s-starting to get close…” The canine announced, without interrupting his pace. With Miles’s hole suddenly starting to feel a bit more receptive, the younger fur did not hesitate to try and feed even more of his length into the fox.\n\nSimilarly, Miles was hitting a new height of pleasure every time he felt Delta pound into him. It was almost as if the aspect of being able to see his own insides getting absolutely wrecked in real-time had flipped a switch in him, and suddenly, he wanted Delta’s dick in him just as much as the younger fur did.\n\n“G-Ghahh… g-get deeeee—per…” The fox’s words were low, barely even audible to Delta, not that that mattered though. The canine had every intention to plunge his full length into the other male. Unfortunately, he was finding that somewhat difficult to do. Though he was moving with just as much power as he had been, the issue didn’t seem to be with him, rather, it was with the angle that the fox was locked in, preventing the husky from spearing in any further than he already was.\n\n“Ah… I… need to…” As quick as he could, Delta considered his options. He was too close to the edge to back off, but in order to proceed, he only really had one option, “Computer, power down negative-point restraints.”\n\nAs soon as the teen’s words rang out, the force that was holding Miles in place completely faded. Delta almost expected an immediate retaliatory response from the fox, but Miles simply laid there in place, clearly too lost in his own haze of pleasure, a detail that the younger fur did not let go to waste.\n\nWith his grip on Miles’s ankles, Delta pushed them forward, further exposing the fox tunnel that his dick currently occupied. Then, with a heavy breath, he leaned in, taking full advantage of the new angle he found himself occupying, and without even a word of warning, thrust in as deep as the new position allowed.\n\n** [i]SLAM[/i] **\n\n“OH F-FUUUUCK!” The fox shouted out at the sudden extra intrusion of mass. He had just grown used to the teen’s size, or rather, he [i]thought[/i] he had. Now, with the shaft buried in, all the way up to the knot, though… the sensation was multiplied by a thousand.\n\n“AH! There we go!” Delta called out, pure satisfaction in his voice. With renewed vigor, the teen’s hips went right back into motion, jackhammering into the red and white-furred ass even faster than before.\n\nMiles could barely even control himself. Even as he noticed that he was no longer locked in place, he didn’t even try to move or resist, what Delta was doing felt too good, even if he didn’t want to admit it. His gaze still lingered on the internal view displayed on the screen, but even that was becoming somewhat hard to follow. The husky’s cock was just unreasonably big, and it didn’t seem feasible that he was able to contain it… at least, until he glanced towards his midsection to see.\n\n“GAH! D-Delta!?!” A very prominent distension, in the shape of the teen’s dick could be seen protruding from Miles’s midsection. The kid was literally fucking him so deep that he could see it from the outside, and protrusion was so big, that the fox couldn’t even see his own erection past it, “H-How are y-you—”\n\n“Not used to having your belly bulging with cock, I assume?” Delta quipped, getting the words out even through his strained breathing.\n\nThe husky was slamming in up to the knot, and then pulling back, removing nearly a foot of flesh from Miles’s passage before slamming right back in. He was right at the edge, and becoming increasingly desperate to somehow fit his knot into the fox.\n\n“Gotta -[i]NGH[/i]- get my knot in!”\n\n“Ahh… y-your knot… N-No, wai—aaah…” Miles tried to respond, knowing that he still needed to put a stop to what Delta was doing, even if he could actually bring himself to do it. Every one of the kid’s thrusts felt like a train crash directly to his prostate, and he wasn’t going to dare try and stop it. In-fact, he wasn’t even sure that preventing it was even still an option…\n\nThe way-too-big knot was already on the verge of slipping past the stretched ring, and got even closer with every jab of Delta’s hips. The internal view even showed the tunnel giving way to the bulb of flesh, amidst a copious lining of pre-cum, which squirted and leaked around the shaft every time that the husky moved.\n\nIt had been around 30 minutes since Delta’s cock first pierced into the tight fox, but with how Miles was feeling, it might as well have been 30 seconds. That giant teen cock slammed into him over and over, to the point at which they all seemed to run together, like one everlasting bolt of lightning. At least, until a particularly sharp strike from the teen stopped time completely.\n\n“GHHNN! Haaah! B-Bet that’s something that you’ve never felt either! Delta couldn’t resist shouting out another taunt as he managed to force his knot into the vulpine.\n\n“H-Holy fuck…” Despite being able to clearly feel the melon-sized bulb lodged inside of him, Miles turned his gaze back to the screen to confirm that it had just happened.\n\nFinally, completely sheathed inside of the older fur, Delta ran a paw over Miles’s belly, or more specifically, the outline of his cock that bulged through his belly, “Ngh… don’t even t-try to say this doesn’t feel great for you…”\n\nEven though he was locked in place by his knot, the canine boy couldn’t bring his hips to a stop. His lengthy, near foot-long strokes, however, had become quick, constant jabs, only moving as far as the tie would allow. Not that he had to endure the restriction for very long though. The pressure of his knot being clamped down upon so tightly was just about all that the canine could handle.\n\nDelta’s hip movements came to a halt, the younger fur pressed in as deep, and firmly as he could manage, and held there as he felt the shiver shoot through his body, indicating that his climax had begun, “GHHH! Gonna c-cum!”\n\n“Wha—WAIT!!” Miles shouted out, unprepared for what was coming, but knowing that it was not going to be ideal. He could feel the pulse through Delta’s cock even before the flood began, but there was no mistaking the moment that the warm blasts began, and just as the fox feared, the kid’s output definitely appeared to be a reflection of his size.\n\nIt was almost too much for the fox, as the amount of cum that he felt like was flowing into him rivaled even the nano-mite enhanced load that he had just provided, and through star-filled vision, he could even see it on the screen. It was essentially a wave of white so copious that it was starting to obscure the view provided by the nano-mites.\n\n“NGH!” Delta nearly collapsed forward, losing his grip on Miles’s legs in the process, and letting them fall over his shoulders as the orgasm racked his body.\n\n“F-Fuck, h-how are you cumming so much?!” The sudden movement of the canine caused Miles to turn his glance back to his front, noticing that where the outline of Delta’s dick was a moment ago, it was now swelling even further. It was like he was being literally inflated by the ridiculous amount of semen that Delta was producing. Every throb of the younger fur’s cock in him resulted in the now-rounded bulge to fill out a slight bit more, even as it quickly looked to be reaching a point beyond what Miles could handle. Yet, the canine’s eruption did not seem to be ebbing.\n\n“H-Hey! Stop! Fucking p-pull out!!”\n\nWith an evil grin, Delta shrugged, “If you insist.”\n\nEven with the husky’s orgasm ongoing, he steeled himself. Taking a grip of the older fur’s midsection, he gave a particularly hard tug, making the fox immediately regret his words.\n\n“W-WAAAIT! GHAAAH!” Thanks to the nano-mites, Miles didn’t feel any pain from it, but that didn’t automatically mean that it was particularly pleasant when Delta drew back, and wrenched his cock out of the fox, with complete disregard for the fact that the two were locked together.\n\n** [i]POP[/i] **\n\n** [i]SHLLLLK[/i] **\n\nIn quick succession, Delta pulled his cock out of Miles, and back into open air, sliding the long length out with an extended wet slurp.\n\n“Ah… Ngh…” The canine let out a pleasure sigh, and small moan, as he was finally able to lean back. He gave his still persisting erection a few strokes, and with that, what appeared to be one final, quite substantial volley of cum erupted forth. Lancing just far enough to splatter messily over his captive, and large enough to leave the fox little more than a puddle of oozing white, from the waist up.\n\n“PPFFFT!” Reflexively, the fox wiped his eyes and mouth clear, “What the fuck, you little psycho?!?”\n\n“Oh, please… you thoroughly enjoyed yourself. You even begged me to continue at one point.” Delta climbed off of the table, stretching his legs out. He glanced over the fox’s form again, watching as he tried to clear some of the cum off of his body, and noticing one remaining detail, “Hm, you didn’t cum. You were clearly close; I guess I simply didn’t push you over [i]the edge[/i]…”\n\n“Huh…?”\n\nDelta turned, starting to trot towards his computer, “No matter, I can simply use the milker to finish you off, and—”\n\nAs the younger fur was speaking, a realization clicked in Miles’s mind.\n\n[i]The little fucker forgot to turn my restraints back on… That means I can…[/i]\n\nWith the husky’s back turned, Miles wasted absolutely no time. Moving as quickly as he could with his still-mostly swollen belly, he jumped off of the table, and leapt into action before Delta could even finish his sentence.\n\n“I’ve got a better idea…”\n\nUpon hearing the fox, Delta started to turn, but before he could even swing his head around…\n\n** [i]WHAM[/i] **\n\nMiles roughly tackled the teen to the ground, pinning him on his back, “How about you [i]finish me off[/i] manually?”\n\nIn an instant, Miles adjusted his own position, as well as the smaller canine’s, quickly lining himself up in a much similar manner as Delta had done to him, and without any hesitation, slammed his straining 7 inches into the teen.\n\n“KH-AAH! Hey! Stupid fox! Let go of me!”\n\n“Ngh…” Though Delta didn’t appear too fazed by the sudden introduction of fox cock under his tail, Miles definitely felt the effects of being buried in the younger fur. He was already right at the edge, due to the ordeal that he’d just been put through, even keeping it together through the first thrust was proving to be a challenge, “N-Not a chance, kid!”\n\nMiles started moving, immediately upping his tempo to match his level of his libido\n\n“Annngh! C-Computer!”\n\n“N-No you don’t!” Upon realizing that Delta was about to voice activate his system for help, Miles reacted fast. With his paws busy holding the teen down, he used the only option that he had, by leaning in and pressing his muzzle against Delta’s.\n\n“MMMMNNNPHHH!” The husky tried to pull away, or call out, but he quickly found the task impossible, as Miles was not as much [i]kissing[/i] him, as he was [i]mouth-fucking[/i] him, using his cock-tongue.\n\n“MMMNMNMNN! MMNM!” Delta still tried to get the words out, but only managed to produce unrecognizable muffled noise. Miles’s cock-tongue was more than ample to prevent the teen from letting out anything more than garbled nonsense, and as the organ stiffened and pulsed with stimulation inside the canine’s maw, it was only becoming less likely that he’d be able to say anything discernible.\n\n** [i]PLAP PLAP PLAP[/i] **\n\nMiles hips stayed in motion all the while, and now with his mouth in-place, he synced up his motions with his tongue as well, basically fucking the teenage fur from both ends simultaneously.\n\nDelta struggled in vain for another minute or so, before simply conceding to [i]revenge-fuck[/i], as it seemed to be more an inconvenience to the kid than anything else.\n\nAnother minute of the fox’s rough treatment, and pre started to leak from both ends. On Delta’s face, the clear fluid streamed from both corners of his mouth, and from the lower half, a pool of the stuff dripped from the canine's behind onto the floor beneath the duo. Most noticeably though, the amount seemed to indicate that Miles was going to blow a load just as voluminous as his last one.\n\nNot that any of that concerned the fox in the moment. Miles’s brain was basically on auto-pilot, the only thing that he was concerned with was reaching the climax that he was so close to. He was feeling it from both ends, so close that his vision started to blur. His grip on the teenager weakened, but regardless, it was too late for Delta to do anything about it.\n\nBoth of the fox’s organs started to twitch with release, and just as quick as he’d started, Miles’s orgasm hit like a tidal wave.\n\n“Mmmm…” It was a sigh of utter satisfaction, or at least as close to it as could be managed at the moment. Miles’s arms and legs shivered with pleasure, and suddenly, even the task of staying upright seemed to be a bit more than what the fox could handle.\n\n** [i]FWUMP[/i] **\n\nMiles fell to his side, coming largely [i]dislodged[/i] in the process. The full-length of fox cock that he had buried inside of the younger fur slipped out, as it continued to unleash an eruption of cum. Thick jets of the fox seed splattered aimlessly over both of the two, easily matching the amount that he’d produced from his first climax, and leaving heavy streaks of the same glowing purple fluid over both of their bodies.\n\n“Pffftt! Bluuugh!” Delta groaned, trying to spit out as much of the fluid as he could. He hadn’t been sure if the fox’s peculiar anatomy allowed him to orgasm from the tongue, but simultaneously with the blast of semen battering under his tail, he found his mouth being filled with the same substance, “Ngh… pffft. Get off!” Delta shouted out in annoyance, after finally managing to pull away from the still-spewing hybrid tongue.\n\nRope after rope of fox cum splashed onto both of the two bodies, matting down their fur, soaking all the way down to their skin. Though finally able to pull away from the older fur, Delta didn’t even bother to try and move, given the sheer abundance of fox seed that he was already soaked with, it seemed as if it'd be a meaningless effort.\n\n“Haaah… Nngh…” Miles rolled over. His chest rose and fell with every heavy breath he took, as he started to come down from his most recent climax. His tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth, his dick flopped over onto his thigh, and the final vestiges of his release oozed from both. It was undoubtedly the most sexually satisfied he’d ever been in his life, not that he planned to ever admit it to the canine boy.\n\n“Ugh… what a mess…” Delta pulled himself up and away from the spent fox, wiping some of the larger globs of cum off of himself as he walked towards his computer console.\n\nMiles knew in his mind that he probably should do something while he still had the chance, but he simply couldn’t bring his body to move quick enough, “Well…? So now what…? -[i]huff[/i]- You gonna lock me back to the -[i]huff[/i]- table now…” Miles spoke through heavy breaths.\n\n“No need.” Delta responded casually, “Your stamina is far too depleted for you to be a threat.”\n\nThe kid did have a point, he could barely even manage to bring himself to a sitting position, much less pose any kind of threat, especially now that the canine could issue voice commands to his computer again. In-fact, Miles was a bit perplexed as to why he hadn’t already.\n\n “So… what then?”\n\nDelta seemed lost in thought for a moment as he considered the question, “Well… your genetic material is fascinating. I could conceivably conduct months’ worth of research on you… Unfortunately, I obviously can’t keep you here for [i]that[/i] long.”\n\n“Are you saying that I can finally have my clothes back?”\n\nThe teen shrugged, and answered with a begrudging tone, “I suppose…”\n\nWithout the kid even offering a command, Delta’s computer system reacted. An arm holding Delta’s clothes extended, and placed the neatly folded garments on the table where he had just been constrained.\n\n“You’re free to go.” Delta pointed toward the door, “And don’t get any ideas about telling anyone about this place. I guarantee that neither you, nor anyone else will ever be able to find it again.” He added in, grabbing a towel from somewhere under his console.\n\nMiles thought about it for a moment, but did not start heading towards the exit, leaving an awkward silence in the room, “What if… we came to some kind of arrangement…?”\n\nDelta looked over to the fox curiously. He did not respond verbally, but he was clearly receptive to hear what the older fur was going to say.\n\n“What if I were to agree to come back, and let you continue your testing?” Miles said, watching to gauge Delta’s reaction.\n\n“Tch, right…” The kid scoffed, “You’d just be willing to do that? Forgive me if I find that hard to believe…”\n\nMiles had expected the kid’s skepticism, he barely believed he was even making the offer himself, “Well, with [i]conditions[/i], I might be willing to.”\n\n“Hmm…” Delta considered the words, “What kind of conditions?”\n\n“That.” Miles pointed towards the device that still hovered overhead, “You fix my camera with the same specs as your custom thing there, and I’ll be your test subject for as long as you want.”\n\n“Camera…?”\n\nMiles nodded, “When your little security panel started [i]screaming[/i] at me, it broke. Seeing as I need a camera for my job, I figured we could make a deal.”\n\nDelta brought his paw up to his chin, taking a thinking pose, “And… that’s all you want?”\n\n“Well, that… plus, no more of this [i]prisoner[/i] level stuff.” Miles responded, as he motioned to the shackles on his wrists, “Oh… and don’t gas me again.”\n\nDelta gave a small smile, “Computer, release negative-point bands.”\n\nWith the command, the thin bands around Miles wrists and ankles all simultaneously opened and fell off.\n\n“So, I guess, that means we have a deal?” Miles asked, finally pulling himself to his feet.\n\n“Deal.” Delta grinned, “Now, your nano-mites are still showing peak performance, so if you’re ready to go again…”\n\nMiles shot the younger fur a sideways glance, “Kid… I just had two of the most intense orgasms of my life.”\n\n…\n\n…\n\n“Give me five minutes.”[/left]\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'><div class='align_left'>Disclaimer: This work of fiction may contain themes of homosexuality as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts, and may involve participants who are non-human, and/or anthropomorphic. All characters depicted are 18 or older, even if otherwise specified. If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.<br /><br />&nbsp;<br /><br /></div><div class='align_center'>~~~~~~<br /><br />&nbsp;<br /><br />It&rsquo;s All Experimental<br /><br /><br />Commission for Luc McCloud</div><div class='align_left'><br /><br />&nbsp;<br /><br />** <em>click</em> **<br /><br />Miles snapped a picture as he made his way into the old building.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ugh&hellip; How come I&rsquo;m the one always getting stuck with these kinds of places&hellip;? Cindy got that five-star pizza restaurant&hellip; Mal got the classic car museum&hellip; but me? I get some old, rotting, run-down, disgusting, building&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />It was the fox&rsquo;s first assignment of the month, and from the start, he knew that he wasn&rsquo;t going to like it. Being a journalism photographer, he was often sent to odd places to take notes, and of course, photos of the location. This place though&hellip; this place went far beyond <em>odd</em>&hellip;<br /><br />&ldquo;Maybe if I ever got a halfway-decent assignment, I could get that promotion.&rdquo; He held up his camera, looking over it with a judging expression on his muzzle, &ldquo;Then maybe I could afford to replace this piece of junk&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Rhodes Chemical Analysis Facilities was the name of the place. It had moved to a bigger location nearly a decade ago, but according to some reports, this building had still seen occasional electrical spikes. Eventually someone started the rumor that the facility was still <em>secretly</em> active, and developing mind-control chemicals that the government was putting into fast-food&hellip;<br /><br />&hellip;<br /><br />Needless to say, Miles did not expect to find anything.<br /><br />&ldquo;The last time that this place&rsquo;s wiring was updated was&hellip;&rdquo; the fox spoke out-loud as he looked through his notes, &ldquo;&hellip;fifty-three years ago&hellip; Gee, I wonder why this place has electrical issues&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Continuing to explore the large building, Miles pulled out a flashlight, as he was quickly moving out of range that the sunlight could reach, eventually reaching a room that was more-or-less pitch-black. He could tell that it was a large warehouse-style room, but beyond that, not much else.<br /><br />&ldquo;Well, if the electricity is still functioning, I should be able to turn on some lights, right&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Methodically, Miles brought his flashlight over and started moving along the wall looking for any kind of switch, or panel that could possibly be used to control the lights. Though, he didn&rsquo;t seem to be having much luck as he slowly swept over all the walls of the big room.<br /><br />&ldquo;These are&hellip; no, this is a phone wiring panel&hellip; and this one&hellip; some kind of overhead speaker system, ugh&hellip;&rdquo; Examining every box and panel on the wall was getting real old, real fast, and Miles was quickly getting tired of stumbling through the dusty darkness of the warehouse.<br /><br />&ldquo;This is ridiculous, I&rsquo;m just going to take some shots from outside, and&mdash;Oh&hellip;? What&rsquo;s this?&rdquo; Just as he was prepared to give up on the endeavor, he ran his flashlight over another metal wall panel, although this one was noticeably different. Most notably due to the fact that it wasn&rsquo;t covered in 5 0 years&rsquo; worth of grime like everything else in the place. It definitely looked much, <em>much</em> newer than anything he expected to see.<br /><br />&ldquo;Huh&hellip;? This one almost looks new&hellip;&rdquo; He reached forward, and after a light tap on the middle of the metal surface, it popped open, revealing a very modern looking screen, &ldquo;The hell&hellip;? No way this thing is a decade old. It looks almost brand new.&rdquo;<br /><br />It was a high end screen, probably of better quality than a cell phone, and rested right below what looked like a lens. Miles didn&rsquo;t know what to make of it, it clearly didn&rsquo;t belong in such a run-down, old building, yet there it was, right in front of him.<br /><br />&ldquo;Guess I should get a picture of this&hellip;&rdquo; he brought up his camera, aiming it at the screen, &ldquo;The fact that this is even here is probably even a bigger story than some stupid electric probl&mdash;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;<em>PLEASE AUTHENTICATE.</em>&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;GAH!&rdquo; Miles almost fell backwards at the sudden noise ringing out through the otherwise silent darkness. It was a somewhat robotic sounding voice, and the screen lit up in-time with it, showing a keypad.<br /><br />&ldquo;<em>VOICE INPUT NOT RECOGNIZED. PLEASE INPUT VERIFICATION CODE OR SUBMIT FOR IRIS SCAN</em>.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;W-What the hell is this?!?&rdquo; Miles started stumbling backwards, struggling to even hold his camera and flashlight at the same time, &ldquo;Wh-Whooa!&rdquo;<br /><br />The items clattered against the ground, and the fox himself wasn&rsquo;t far behind.<br /><br />** <em>crash shatter</em> **<br /><br />&ldquo;Fuck&hellip;&rdquo; Miles, still on-guard from the unexpected voice, could barely see anything, but looking in the direction where his flashlight landed, he was able to make out a few shattered pieces of what could only be his camera&hellip; or rather, what <em>used to be</em> his camera.<br /><br />&ldquo;<em>SECOND UNSUCCESSFUL ATTEMPT. INITIATING SECURITY PROTOCOL.</em>&rdquo;<br /><br />Before he could even mourn the loss of his device, he jumped again, &ldquo;Shit! That doesn&rsquo;t sound good!&rdquo; Miles turned, trying to climb to his feet, and potentially get away, but finding it somewhat difficult to do so in his disoriented state. Having dropped his flashlight, he couldn&rsquo;t even see the direction he was moving in, or what he was stumbling over.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ow! Sh-Shit&hellip; Just let me get away from this&mdash;&rdquo;<br /><br />** <em>bump</em> **<br /><br />&ldquo;Oof!&rdquo; In his aimless flailing, Miles eventually reached a fully-upright state, but immediately upon doing so, bumped into another mass. This new object however, felt different. Honestly, not like an <em>object</em> at all, &ldquo;Huh?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />It was right at that moment that Miles&rsquo;s flashlight apparently rolled into the perfect position. The light illuminated the figure, just enough for the fox to make out what was clearly another fur standing there, and wearing what appeared to be some kind of protective mask.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ack! Wh-Who are y&mdash;&rdquo;<br /><br />Before he even got the words out, the other fur brought up what looked to be a small spray can, and without even giving Miles a chance to react, pulled the trigger, letting out a small mist right into the fox&rsquo;s face.<br /><br />&ldquo;HEY! -<em>cough cough</em>- Wh-What was&hellip; -<em>cough</em>- that?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />Unsurprisingly, the other fur didn&rsquo;t respond, though by the time he would have, Miles was already starting to feel the effects of whatever he had been exposed to. Incredibly quickly, his eyelids started feeling heavy, his balance started to waver, his senses started to dull.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ugghh&hellip;&rdquo; With a weak grunt, he fell to his knees, barely able to make the other fur out with his fading vision, just before he lost consciousness.<br /><br />&nbsp;<br /><br /></div><div class='align_center'>~~~~~~</div><div class='align_left'><br /><br />&nbsp;<br /><br />&ldquo;Mmm&hellip; Nnngh&hellip;&rdquo; Miles started to stir awake, cracking his eyes open, only to immediately squeeze them shut again, &ldquo;Ugh&hellip; too bright&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />It was in direct contrast to the dark warehouse that he was just in. The fox needed to bring up a paw to shield his eyes from the overwhelming brightness, before trying to open them again,<br /><br />&ldquo;Wait&hellip; Where am I&hellip;?&rdquo; Miles muttered to himself as he sat up. With his eyes still adjusting he couldn&rsquo;t tell much, but he could tell that he was sitting on what looked like a metal operating table, which didn&rsquo;t fit with any part of his recent memory. The last thing that he remembered was himself stumbling through the darkness, and running into&hellip;<br /><br />&ldquo;Who are you, and who sent you?!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;GAH!&rdquo; Miles flinched at hearing the voice again, nearly falling off from where he sat. With his vision finally starting to focus, he could make out that standing there, not a yard away from him, was another fur.<br /><br />&ldquo;I said&hellip; Who sent you?!&rdquo;<br /><br />He was a dark-gray and white furred canine, a husky to be precise, and he was clad in a white lab coat that stretched down past his knees. What stood out the most though was that he appeared to be young. From how he looked, Miles assumed that he was around 15 years old, maximum. Definitely not someone that would have any business being in an abandoned factory.<br /><br />&ldquo;Wha&hellip;? Uh&hellip; My name&rsquo;s Miles&hellip; and uh&hellip; The Seaside Newsletter sent me&hellip; I guess&hellip;?&rdquo; Not quite understanding what the teen was asking him, Miles gave him the name of the paper that he worked at.<br /><br />The husky&rsquo;s expression shifted from an impatient scowl to an unsatisfied glare. It clearly wasn&rsquo;t the answer that he&rsquo;d expected to get, &ldquo;What&hellip;? <em>Newsletter</em>&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yeah&hellip; I&rsquo;m a photographer&hellip;&rdquo; Miles reached for his pocket, planning to show the kid his employee badge, but upon his paws reaching his hip, he realized that the badge was not there&hellip; but past that, he was contacting his bare hip.<br /><br />&ldquo;Wha&hellip; AHHH!&rdquo; The fox glanced down at himself, realizing that he was completely naked, &ldquo;What&rsquo;d you do?!? Where are my clothes?!?&rdquo; Miles shouted at the younger fur while frantically moving to cover himself as much as he could with his paws.<br /><br />With a roll of his eyes, the canine boy turned and started to trot away, &ldquo;Tch&hellip; I thought you were a private investigator&hellip; or like CIA or something. It turns out you&rsquo;re just some idiot that<em> stupided</em> your way into almost finding this place?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Hey, watch who you&rsquo;re calling an idiot, kid!&rdquo; He resented the words, but upon hearing them, it started to weigh on his mind a little bit, &ldquo;And, what even is this place anyway&hellip;? No way this is still the chemical plant&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Scanning his surroundings, Miles was beginning to wonder if he was in a spaceship. The space was roughly the size of a large apartment, and absolutely everything looked absurdly hi-tech. There were dozens of computer screens, automated robotic limbs moving around, a holographic display panel showing some kind of 3D model. It looked like something out of a movie.<br /><br />&ldquo;This is my underground lab.&rdquo; The kid replied, &ldquo;That panel that you were <em>playing with</em> is the entrance mechanism.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Lab&hellip;? How do you have a <em>lab</em>, you&rsquo;re like&hellip; a kid.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;I&rsquo;m 14.&rdquo; The husky replied flatly, &ldquo;And I have a lab because I&rsquo;m <em>exceedingly</em> intelligent, something you clearly know nothing about&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ugh&hellip; whatever, <em>Dexter</em>&hellip;&rdquo; Miles said in annoyance, &ldquo;Just give me my clothes back, so I can get out of here!&rdquo;<br /><br />The canine turned back to look at Miles, &ldquo;My name is Delta. I don&rsquo;t know any <em>Dexter</em>&hellip;&rdquo; He paused for just a moment, not quite understanding the failed attempt at a joke, &ldquo;&hellip;and I can&rsquo;t allow you to leave at the moment.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Tch&hellip; you can&rsquo;t <em>allow</em> me to leave&hellip;?&rdquo; Miles said, as he looked over the canine boy again. While the fox wasn&rsquo;t particularly huge or anything, he was an adult, and Delta looked to be an average-sized kid. There was no reason for Miles to believe that he couldn&rsquo;t <em>easily</em> overpower the teenaged canine, if he needed to.<br /><br />&ldquo;Correct.&rdquo; The husky responded, &ldquo;I can&rsquo;t risk my lab becoming known to the public. My work is too important.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles scoffed, &ldquo;I guess you should&rsquo;ve thought of that before you dragged me in here then.&rdquo; He hopped off the table, and started scanning around the room, hoping to see where the younger fur had put his clothes, &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t think that there&rsquo;s any way that you can stop me from leav&mdash;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Computer, bind subject to lab table.&rdquo; Delta spoke the words aloud, interrupting Miles, and at the same time thoroughly confusing the fox.<br /><br />&ldquo;What are you talking abou&mdash;WHOOOA!&rdquo;<br /><br />In an instant, Miles was pulled backwards, right back into place, face up on the lab table, bound by his wrists and ankles at the corners of the platform.<br /><br />&ldquo;Hey! H-How did you&hellip;&rdquo; He twisted his head around, looking at his limbs, hoping to see what had just pulled him into place. He hadn&rsquo;t noticed it before, but as he focused specifically on his wrist, he noticed that there were indeed what appeared to be very small cuffs, and it seemed that those were somehow locking him in-place, &ldquo;What&hellip;? What the hell are these?! Some kind of super-powerful magnets?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Negative-point force bands, they&rsquo;re my own design. It&rsquo;s closer to&hellip; programmable gravity, actually.&rdquo;<br /><br />Barely even paying attention to his captor, Miles tried to struggle free, but quickly started to realize that he was having no luck whatsoever.<br /><br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;s essentially impossible to break free, you&rsquo;re basically trying to pull away from the force of a black hole.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Nggghh! Let me go! What do you want?!?&rdquo; Miles growled out, still trying to free himself.<br /><br />&ldquo;Just relax.&rdquo; The young husky said calmly, as he approached. &ldquo;I just need to ensure that you don&rsquo;t remember the last couple of hours or so.&rdquo;<br /><br />What the kid was saying didn&rsquo;t make a lot of sense to the bound fox. He kept his eyes fixed on the younger fur, watching the canine anxiously. Then, upon noticing that Delta was holding what looked like a small eyedropper, filled with some unknown liquid, a bit of panic started to set in, &ldquo;W-What the hell is that&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Like I said, I just need to make you forget. <em>This</em> will accomplish that goal.&rdquo; Delta held up the small object, moving it closer to Miles&rsquo;s face, &ldquo;Computer, access subject&rsquo;s oral cavity.&rdquo;<br /><br />As if from out of nowhere, thin, and very precise robotic arms hooked into the fox&rsquo;s maw, forcing it open.<br /><br />&ldquo;AACK! GLLK!&rdquo; While it wasn&rsquo;t enough to cause him any pain, or even any real discomfort, Miles was not prepared for the assault, exclaiming in shock, as his lips were pried open.<br /><br />&ldquo;This is a compound that I created, which will render you unconscious, and affect your short-term memory. Everything that you have experienced over the past&hellip;&rdquo; He paused to think for a second, &ldquo;&hellip; 90 minutes, or so&hellip; will be exceedingly hazy, to the point at which you will believe this was all a dream.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles leveled a glare at the younger fur, it was all he could do, given the circumstances. Thanks to Delta, he was unable to move or even say anything. He could do little more than watch&hellip; whatever it was that the canine planned on doing.<br /><br />&ldquo;All it will take is one drop making contact with your gustatory cells, it will have a chemical reaction in your chorda tympani, and the neural receptors in your brain will react accordingly.&rdquo; The husky reached forward, eyedropper in-hand and squeezed exactly one drop of the liquid out, directly into the older fur&rsquo;s mouth.<br /><br />Upon feeling the small droplet contact his tongue, Miles clenched his eyes shut, trying to mentally prepare himself for whatever was about to happen. He expected to fall unconscious, or drop into a deep haze, or something. Surprisingly though&hellip; he felt nothing.<br /><br />He hadn&rsquo;t forgotten anything about Delta, or the secret underground lab. He hadn&rsquo;t fallen unconscious, unless he was experiencing a very vivid dream. He was just left there, still bonded to the lab table, except now he had a bitter taste in his mouth.<br /><br />&ldquo;Hmm&hellip;?&rdquo; The canine boy let out the puzzled sound as he watched on. He wasn&rsquo;t used to one of his creations simply <em>failing</em> like that, &ldquo;The reaction should be instant&hellip; Did the drop land on your lip or something?&rdquo;<br /><br />Leaning in, Delta took a closer look, intent on discovering what the problem was, and realizing nearly immediately upon looking into the fox&rsquo;s open maw, &ldquo;Oh&hellip; I see&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Inside Miles&rsquo;s mouth, rather than an average tongue that the canine boy expected to see, there was, what looked like&hellip; a dick, &ldquo;That is quite fascinating. You have a&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />The robotic arms that were holding open the fox&rsquo;s maw pulled away, almost as if they sensed that Delta wanted him to explain.<br /><br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;s a cock-tongue.&rdquo; Miles said flatly, as he rotated his jaw around, trying to alleviate the discomfort, now that he had control of it again.<br /><br />Miles hadn&rsquo;t even thought about that particular aspect of his body saving him in the situation. He&rsquo;d had it his entire life, and so, needless to say, he was used to it. He largely didn&rsquo;t even think about it, it was just his tongue&hellip; it just <em>happened</em> to have the shape and functions of a dick&hellip;<br /><br />&ldquo;That&rsquo;s undoubtedly the problem. Your unusual oral anatomy is preventing my neural-affecting agent from working.&rdquo; With the slightest hint of excitement in his voice, Delta zipped over to one of his computer consoles, and started tapping at the keyboard.<br /><br />Miles gave one of his arms a tug, testing to see if he was still bound in-place, &ldquo;Ngh&hellip; shit, still can&rsquo;t move.&rdquo; He looked over to where the kid had moved to and called out, &ldquo;So, now what? You can&rsquo;t just keep me here!&rdquo;<br /><br />There was almost giddiness in Delta&rsquo;s voice as he responded, &ldquo;I can&rsquo;t pass up this opportunity to run some tests!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;What&hellip;? Tests&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta finished typing then quickly started back over to the fox, keeping his gaze on him as he walked around the lab table slowly, &ldquo;Computer, subject&rsquo;s name is Miles, male, vulpine, fur color is russet brown. According to the sensors on the table, height is 67 inches, weight is 190 pounds.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles watched and listened anxiously, as the canine kept listing his details, &ldquo;H-Hey&hellip; What kind of tests are we talking about here&hellip;? What do you plan to do?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Don&rsquo;t be concerned.&rdquo; Delta replied, &ldquo;I assure you, they&rsquo;re harmless. You&rsquo;ll likely even enjoy them.&rdquo;<br /><br /><em>I&rsquo;ll enjoy them&hellip;?</em><br /><br />Miles tried to consider what comment could even mean, but didn&rsquo;t have more than a second or two to do so before the teen spoke again.<br /><br />&ldquo;Computer, begin fecundity siphon process.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;What&hellip;? Fecundity&hellip; siphon&mdash;oh&hellip;&rdquo; Before the bound fox could even fully get the words out, it became exceedingly clear exactly what the younger fur was intending to do.<br /><br />Descending into view was a clear glass tube, which looked to be connected to some type of hose. Miles had seen something like it before, though never in-person. When it slid into place directly over his sheath, there was no doubt as to what was about to happen.<br /><br />&ldquo;H-Hey! I thought you were interested in my tongue! What the hell is up with the <em>milking</em> machine?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;s the most efficient and painless way to get a look at your complete genetic make-up. Especially so, after the nano-mites take effect.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Nano-mites&hellip;? What&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Right on cue, Delta pulled out an injector gun, which he apparently had in a pocket of his lab coat, and placed it right up against Miles&rsquo;s arm, pulling the trigger.<br /><br />** <em>k-chik</em> **<br /><br />&ldquo;Gah! Hey!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Among other effects&hellip; the nano-mites will increase your output, providing me with a larger sample to work with.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;O-Other effects?!? Look kid! You can&rsquo;t just&mdash;Ooh&hellip; Ooooh f-fuck&hellip;&rdquo; In an instant, Miles&rsquo;s concern about the sudden injection that the kid had just given him fell to zero. It only took a moment after the milking machine was activated before Miles could confirm that the canine&rsquo;s assumption that he&rsquo;d <em>enjoy</em> the test was overwhelmingly accurate.<br /><br />&ldquo;Oooh&hellip; fuu&mdash;ucking hell&hellip; that&rsquo;s g-good&hellip;&rdquo; Miles didn&rsquo;t know specifically how the machine was making him feel so good, and frankly, he didn&rsquo;t care. The tube over his quickly-hardening cock was stimulating him in ways that he&rsquo;d never felt before. The overstimulated fox shaft shot out of his sheath like a bullet, reaching its full 7-inch length in a matter of seconds.<br /><br />&ldquo;I might have forgotten to mention&hellip;&rdquo; Delta said in an overly-casual tone, &ldquo;Those nano-mites also have the added effect of dramatically increasing your physical sensitivity, so you <em>might</em> feel a little bit more pleasure than usual, hehe.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Y-You little shi&mdash;Aaaah&hellip; shit&hellip;&rdquo; Miles wanted to tear into the kid, but he couldn&rsquo;t even pretend that he wasn&rsquo;t in heaven from Delta&rsquo;s little experiment. He couldn&rsquo;t even keep himself from giving small hip thrusts upward, as the machine continued to apply suction around his needy length.<br /><br />It was the perfect amount of warmth, pressure, caressing, it even somehow felt soft against his sensitive flesh. He didn&rsquo;t want it to ever stop. In that moment Miles would have given anything to be able to feel that impossibly blissful sensation forever, even though he knew that he was getting nearer and nearer to his release by the second.<br /><br /><em>Shit&hellip; Not yet&hellip; Gotta hold back&hellip;</em><br /><br />Despite the fact that Miles could barely think, he was using every fiber of his will to hold himself back for as long as he could, hoping to prolong the pleasure. His tongue was lolled out of his maw, and his eyes looked like they were about to roll into the back of his head.<br /><br />&ldquo;Not a bad size&hellip;&rdquo; Delta commented, as he brought a paw down to idly fondle himself through the front of his lab coat. He looked over the glass-encased penis, with clear interest that didn&rsquo;t seem purely scientific, &ldquo;Seven inches or so, I&rsquo;d say. You&rsquo;re definitely not the <em>least</em> impressive subject that I&rsquo;ve had.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles barely heard the words, assuming he heard them at all. He clenched his fists tightly, curled his toes, thrashed around as much as his bonds would let him, but with as powerful as the urge was, he knew that he didn&rsquo;t really have much hope of holding back much longer.<br /><br />&ldquo;NNNGGAH!&rdquo; A violent shiver shot through the fox&rsquo;s body as he felt his climax start to hit him. He&rsquo;d, of course, had orgasms before, but this one in-particular felt like an entirely new thing to Miles. It felt so good, that for a moment, he wasn&rsquo;t even concerned with everything that the husky boy had put him through thus far.<br /><br />The straining vulpine cock flexed, and began unloading into the clear chamber. Miles squeezed his eyes shut, as he felt one, two, three&hellip; four shots blast from his tapered tip. That alone would usually account as a fairly large event for the fox, but it wasn&rsquo;t stopping. Miles felt that wave of lighting course through him all over again, and his cock continued to twitch, providing more and more output for Delta to work with.<br /><br />The virile fox balls pulsed with every jet of cum that Miles unloaded. It was so much that he didn&rsquo;t even know how much more he could take without passing out from sheer pleasure.<br /><br />Mercifully, the overlong payoff finally began to ebb. All of the intensity that was overwhelming Miles was instantly replaced by feelings of exhaustion and satisfaction. As his body finally started to relax, his fists became unclenched, his hips relaxed, and his eye cracked open, giving himself a glimpse at the glass tube that he had been filling up, and a detail he didn&rsquo;t quite expect to see&hellip;<br /><br />&ldquo;W-Why&hellip; Why is it purple&hellip;?&rdquo; The amount of concern that he had wasn&rsquo;t accurately conveyed in the tired tone of the fox&rsquo;s voice, but his eyes shot wide open, as he stared, &ldquo;&hellip;a-and it&rsquo;s&hellip; <em>glowing&hellip;?</em>&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles thought at first that his eyes might have been playing tricks on him, or maybe it was an effect of whatever he&rsquo;d been injected with. But, when the canine boy even looked at it with interest, that possibility was put to rest.<br /><br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;s fascinating.&rdquo; Delta said flatly, &ldquo;Something in your genetic makeup must be reacting to the presence of the nano-mites.&rdquo; He walked back over to the computer console again, and started tapping at the keyboard excitedly.<br /><br />Breathing heavily, and doing all that he could to resist the urge to sleep, Miles turned his attention away from the preoccupied canine. On a nearby counter, a gentle &ldquo;whirring&rdquo; sound could be heard, drawing the fox&rsquo;s attention, just in time for him to see several bottled water-sized canisters filled with, what looked like, the same glowing purple fluid that he&rsquo;d just unloaded for what felt like an hour.<br /><br />&ldquo;Sh-shit&hellip; -<em>huff</em>- did I make a-all that&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Well, that&rsquo;s most of what you produced.&rdquo; Delta answered casually, &ldquo;I did tell you that my nano-mites would increase your output.&rdquo;<br /><br />The young husky strolled back over, clearly satisfied with the outcome of the situation thus far. The grin on his face drawing a sigh of annoyance from Miles.<br /><br />&ldquo;So&hellip; are we done&hellip;? Let me out of here, already&hellip;&rdquo; With the embarrassment present on the fox&rsquo;s face, he turned away, determined to not convey to the younger fur the state that he had been reduced to.<br /><br />Unfortunately, for the vulpine, he couldn&rsquo;t take back all of the moans and thrashing that Delta had already witnessed, &ldquo;Well, since you loved it so much, I figured we&rsquo;d go another round.&rdquo; The kid chuckled, &ldquo;I mean, I can always use more product to test.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;W-What?!? Hey!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;This time, however&hellip;&rdquo; Delta continued on, more-or-less ignoring his captive&rsquo;s objection, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m curious to see if nano-mite permeation has reached the prostate.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Prostate&hellip;? Y-You don&rsquo;t mean&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Computer, reposition subject for anal analysis.&rdquo; Delta spoke, answering Miles&rsquo;s question before he could even confirm his suspicion.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;N-No! Wai&mdash;GAAH!&rdquo;<br /><br />The bonds on the fox&rsquo;s wrists and ankles, and even the lab table itself, reacted to the husky&rsquo;s voice, adjusting exactly enough to reposition Miles into the perfect position for what was coming next. His backside was raised, tail held aside, legs spread and lifted enough to expose his tight pucker. However, it was the sight of one other specific detail that got further reaction from the older fur.<br /><br />&ldquo;Y-You can&rsquo;t be serious, kid!&rdquo; Miles&rsquo;s eyes widened and a shiver ran through him. Looming dangerously close to his ass was a very menacing looking, phallic-shaped probe. It looked to be a similar size and shape to his own endowment, complete with a knot. It even looked realistic, to the point at which he felt himself reflexively clench up, upon seeing where it was aimed.<br /><br />Miles turned to look at Delta, ready to shout out his objections, but just as he opened his mouth, he felt a sudden pleasurable sensation, &ldquo;Oh&hellip; Ohhh&hellip;&rdquo; Unable to get any words out past his moans, Miles bit down on his bottom lip. He glanced towards the glass tube that was still encasing his cock, and watched closely as it started to move. It slowly began to pull off of him, feeling just as amazing to the fox as it had when it was actually in-use.<br /><br />&ldquo;F-Fuuuck&hellip; Ahh&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta licked his lip as he stood by watching the fox writhe in pleasure. The teen had already gotten a bit turned-on from watching the milking machine in action, and seeing the older fox clenching his fingers and toes, fidgeting around and moaning suggestively, was dramatically enhancing that feeling.<br /><br />&ldquo;Nnnngh&hellip;&rdquo; The chamber over Miles&rsquo;s cock pulled completely off, causing the still-hard fox organ to flip upwards, spewing one last jet of the glowing fluid, which splattered unassumingly across his own face.<br /><br />&ldquo;Hmm&hellip;&rdquo; Delta ran his tongue over his bottom lip. After witnessing that last bit, and having an unobscured view of the bound fox, who now had that oozing purple streak right through the center of his eyes, his arousal was getting to the point at which he couldn&rsquo;t do much to repress it. He let his eyes wander over the fox&rsquo;s body once again, taking special notice of the impressive vulpine form, and how his curves almost seemed to lead directly to his behind, inviting the young canine towards it.<br /><br />&ldquo;Look&hellip;&rdquo; Miles spoke as soon as his wits returned to him, &ldquo;W-With as much&hellip; <em>output</em> as I just gave you&hellip; there&rsquo;s no way that you can get any more out of me&hellip; You don&rsquo;t need to use that&hellip; thing&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Despite Delta standing right there, the fox&rsquo;s words fell on deaf ears. The teen&rsquo;s usually science-dominated mind was suddenly quite preoccupied with thoughts of how that tempting ring before him might feel, were he to <em>indulge</em> himself&hellip;<br /><br />With a huff, the husky forced his gaze off of the fox&rsquo;s form, and issued a new command to his system, &ldquo;Computer, cancel automated prostate stimulation protocol.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles held his breath as his captor spoke the words, watching intently, until he was able to let out a sigh of relief. The probe that was directed so ominously at him, in reaction to the teen&rsquo;s command, pulled away, out of his view. Curiously though, the bonds remained in place keeping the fox held in the vulnerable position.<br /><br />&ldquo;Uh, okay&hellip; so&hellip; you gonna let me off of this thing&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Hmm?&rdquo; Delta said, finally acknowledging the older fur, &ldquo;Oh, no. I just felt that manual stimulation might be a bit more effective.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;M-Manual stim&hellip;&rdquo; Delta craned his neck to try and get a view of the canine. Catching sight of him just in time to see as he unbuttoned his lab coat, and let it slip to the ground, revealing that the young husky was wearing absolutely nothing underneath, &ldquo;Oh&hellip; shit.&rdquo;<br /><br />However, the more worrying aspect of the developing situation wasn&rsquo;t as much that Delta was completely naked, given what that entailed. Rather, the fox&rsquo;s concern stemmed from the size of the organ that Delta had just revealed. Not only was the kid some genius mad-scientist&hellip; he was also, apparently, hung like a horse.<br /><br />&ldquo;Why the hell are you so big?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />The canine started to walk into position, taking the place of the recently dismissed probe, resulting in an even more intimidating sight for the still-constrained fur. Delta&rsquo;s dick was not just oversized for his young age, it would have been big on someone <em>twice</em> his size. It bobbed with each step that teen took, giving the fox an idea of just how heavily the organ hung off of the husky&rsquo;s otherwise slim body.<br /><br />&nbsp;&ldquo;No reason to panic.&rdquo; Delta spoke with a calm tone.<br /><br />Unsurprisingly though, the teen&rsquo;s words did little to reassure the fox.<br /><br />&ldquo;What do you mean &lsquo;<em>No reason to panic</em>&rsquo;?!? Do you have any idea how fucking <em>HUGE</em> you are?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Tch&hellip;&rdquo; Delta scoffed, as if the complaint was completely unfounded, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m barely over a foot long.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;A foot long?!?!&rdquo;<br /><br />Undeterred by the other fur&rsquo;s objections, Delta continued lining himself up, sights clearly set on penetrating the visibly too-tight sphincter. Despite usually being the science-driven type, the teen had already been feeling the effects of arousal. Watching his experiment thus far was proving a bit more exciting than he had predicted, and seeing that last streak of glowing seed dribble over the vulpine muzzle turned out to be his breaking point.<br /><br /><em>Shit, shit, shit, shit&hellip;</em><br /><br />Knowing that he couldn&rsquo;t really do much about it, Miles clenched up all over again, even moreso, as soon as he felt the tapered tip brush up under his tail.<br /><br />&ldquo;I would recommend that you relax a bit.&rdquo; Delta suggested, somewhat apathetically.<br /><br />&ldquo;Relax?!? Are you kidding me&mdash;OOHHH!&rdquo; The teen interrupted Miles&rsquo;s words with the first, particularly sharp, thrust of his hips. Despite the tensing up of the already tight fox hole, Delta seemed to have little trouble spearing in, stretching the ring more and more as he slipped further in, nearing the thickest part of the shaft.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ohhh! Fuuu&mdash;uuuck!!&rdquo;<br /><br />It was the most intense thing that the fox had ever felt. His taut ring of muscle was being pulled wider than he felt what should have been possible. The stretch was so wide, the reach was so deep, Miles was already at the limit of what he could handle, yet&hellip;<br /><br /><em>How&hellip; does this not hurt&hellip;?</em><br /><br />&ldquo;Like I said. There&rsquo;s no reason to panic.&rdquo; As if he had heard the thoughts as they formed in the fox&rsquo;s mind, Delta reiterated his earlier statement, undoubtedly noticing that the words had been proven correct.<br /><br />It didn&rsquo;t make any sense. The teen&rsquo;s wrist-thick cock had just been jabbed a good 5 or 6 inches into him. Delta wasn&rsquo;t particularly gentle, there was no prep, hell&hellip; there wasn&rsquo;t even any lube involved. So, how was it that the only thing that the older fur was feeling was the sudden stimulation of his prostate.<br /><br />&ldquo;In addition to increasing your output, and increasing your sensitivity, the nano-mites also can have a <em>dramatic</em> effect on your flexibility.&rdquo; He paused, just long enough to shove an additional inch of himself into the older fur, and draw a stifled groan out of him at the same time, &ldquo;&hellip;which I&rsquo;m sure you&rsquo;ve noticed, hehe.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles narrowed his eyes and glared at the teen. Regardless of what he was feeling from what the kid was doing to him, he absolutely didn&rsquo;t want to give Delta the satisfaction of knowing.<br /><br />Unfortunately for Miles, however&hellip; the younger fur seemed to pick up on the detail anyway.<br /><br />&ldquo;I&rsquo;ll take that as an invitation to delve a little deeper, heh.&rdquo; He continued on with a chuckle, and did not waste any more time before setting his hips back into motion.<br /><br />&ldquo;Nngh! Hngh!&rdquo; Miles held back his pleasured moans as much as he was able to, but with each of the husky boy&rsquo;s movements, a low grunt escaped with each snap of the kid&rsquo;s hips. Black-furred vulpine digits scratched at the table that Miles laid upon, and the fox thrashed his head from side-to-side. Seemingly trying to fight off the stimulation that he was quite obviously receiving from Delta&rsquo;s actions.<br /><br />Not that any of that deterred the younger fur in the slightest. With each gyration, he dug himself in just a bit further, eventually reaching, and subsequently passing the halfway point of his turgid length&hellip; even starting to approach the knot. He kept a grin on his muzzle, knowing how much his captive was actually enjoying the treatment.<br /><br />&ldquo;Don&rsquo;t be afraid to let me know if you&rsquo;re liking it, hehe&hellip;&rdquo; Delta taunted the fox, knowing that he would never admit to it.<br /><br />&ldquo;Nnnph&hellip; C-Can&rsquo;t even feel it. Your nano&hellip;<em>things</em> must be working too well&hellip;&rdquo; It took every bit of self-control that the fox possessed, but he managed to get through the lie without blatantly giving himself away, &ldquo;Either that, or you&rsquo;re just not that -<em>ngh</em>- d-deep&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta grinned, almost as if he was enjoying the older fur&rsquo;s defiance. Every time that Miles muffled one of his moans, or denied that the teen was actually making him feel good, it felt like a challenge to the canine, &ldquo;Oh&hellip; well, I&rsquo;ll just show you <em>exactly</em> how deep I am, then.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles didn&rsquo;t know what that was even supposed to mean as he heard it, not that he could focus too much on the thought though. Delta&rsquo;s cock was still steadily ravaging his insides, hitting places inside of him that he didn&rsquo;t even know existed, and requiring his full concentration to withstand.<br /><br />&ldquo;Computer!&rdquo; Delta called out, and a shiver ran up the fox&rsquo;s spine. Whatever the kid was planning to do was definitely not going to be good, &ldquo;Initiate collective sonographing from the nano-mites, and display results in real-time.&rdquo;<br /><br />As the teen issued the command, Miles braced himself, not knowing what he expected was going to happen. He got the answer a moment later though, when what appeared to be a very high end camera hovered into view.<br /><br />&ldquo;Wh-Wha&hellip;? A camera&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Significantly custom modified, but yes.&rdquo; Delta responded, &ldquo;This camera can take photos and video in 16k resolution, 500 Megapixels, 120 shot-per-second continuous mode, 700x optical and digital zoom capabilities, and over 1800 autofocus points.&rdquo;<br /><br />Under different circumstances, Miles would have been rather interested in the specs that the kid had just rattled off, but at the moment, he was just concerned, trying to understand what the canine boy was getting at.<br /><br />&ldquo;&hellip;but for our purposes today&hellip;&rdquo; Delta continued on after the brief pause, &ldquo;It can track, record, and stream imaging from my nano-mites, even as they&rsquo;re inside your body.<br /><br />As he spoke, one of the panels, specifically one that Miles had a very clear view of, revealed itself to be a large screen, and even before Delta said it, it started to sink into the fox&rsquo;s brain, exactly what he was looking at.<br /><br />&ldquo;Basically, it&rsquo;s an ultrasound, just significantly more detailed due to my customizations.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;B-But&hellip; Why would you bring up an ult&mdash;&rdquo; Though it wasn&rsquo;t clear to Miles right away, as soon as he laid eyes upon the screen, he immediately saw what the teen had wanted him to.<br /><br />The screen showed the canine cock, in all of its glory, sawing in-and-out of him. It was the same thing that Delta was watching, every time that his thick shaft bored into the velvety fox-hole, except it was an internal view.<br /><br />&ldquo;H-Holy shit!&rdquo; In the moment, Miles&rsquo;s stoic demeanor dropped. He had seen exactly how much that Delta was packing, but actually watching as it invaded his insides was setting off all kinds of new alarms in his mind. It simply didn&rsquo;t seem possible that his orifice was extending <em>so much</em> to accommodate the teenager&rsquo;s shaft. &ldquo;And, you&rsquo;re not even all the way in?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta responded with an evil chuckle, &ldquo;Heh, no&hellip; so let&rsquo;s change that.&rdquo; With another gyration of his hips, he pressured himself forward, and Miles could see it just as well as he could feel it.<br /><br />&ldquo;Gnngh! Holy shit, that&rsquo;s deep!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Oh?&rdquo; Delta said with an unmistakable ring of satisfaction, &ldquo;A second ago, you said I wasn&rsquo;t deep enough to make you feel it.&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles barely even acknowledged the antagonistic comment, or rather, he didn&rsquo;t have the opportunity to, before Delta ended his little reprieve, once again starting to move his hips, right away getting back to the speed that he had reached previously, and even surpassing it.<br /><br /><em>Fuck&hellip; This shouldn&rsquo;t feel&hellip; I should not be liking this&hellip;</em><br /><br />Delta would pull nearly all the way out, before stuffing himself back in on each thrust. He was pistoning with enough speed to leave an electric feeling inside the fox&rsquo;s tunnel, but at the same time, to Miles, it felt agonizingly slow. It was to the point at which that repeated feeling of emptiness, followed immediately by the absolute fullness that the oversized canine cock provided was ringing a bell inside the fox that couldn&rsquo;t be unrung. It felt <em>GOOD</em>, and there wasn&rsquo;t really any denying that fact, and that was just as clear to Delta as it was to Miles.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ooh&hellip; s-starting to get close&hellip;&rdquo; The canine announced, without interrupting his pace. With Miles&rsquo;s hole suddenly starting to feel a bit more receptive, the younger fur did not hesitate to try and feed even more of his length into the fox.<br /><br />Similarly, Miles was hitting a new height of pleasure every time he felt Delta pound into him. It was almost as if the aspect of being able to see his own insides getting absolutely wrecked in real-time had flipped a switch in him, and suddenly, he wanted Delta&rsquo;s dick in him just as much as the younger fur did.<br /><br />&ldquo;G-Ghahh&hellip; g-get deeeee&mdash;per&hellip;&rdquo; The fox&rsquo;s words were low, barely even audible to Delta, not that that mattered though. The canine had every intention to plunge his full length into the other male. Unfortunately, he was finding that somewhat difficult to do. Though he was moving with just as much power as he had been, the issue didn&rsquo;t seem to be with him, rather, it was with the angle that the fox was locked in, preventing the husky from spearing in any further than he already was.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ah&hellip; I&hellip; need to&hellip;&rdquo; As quick as he could, Delta considered his options. He was too close to the edge to back off, but in order to proceed, he only really had one option, &ldquo;Computer, power down negative-point restraints.&rdquo;<br /><br />As soon as the teen&rsquo;s words rang out, the force that was holding Miles in place completely faded. Delta almost expected an immediate retaliatory response from the fox, but Miles simply laid there in place, clearly too lost in his own haze of pleasure, a detail that the younger fur did not let go to waste.<br /><br />With his grip on Miles&rsquo;s ankles, Delta pushed them forward, further exposing the fox tunnel that his dick currently occupied. Then, with a heavy breath, he leaned in, taking full advantage of the new angle he found himself occupying, and without even a word of warning, thrust in as deep as the new position allowed.<br /><br />** <em>SLAM</em> **<br /><br />&ldquo;OH F-FUUUUCK!&rdquo; The fox shouted out at the sudden extra intrusion of mass. He had just grown used to the teen&rsquo;s size, or rather, he <em>thought</em> he had. Now, with the shaft buried in, all the way up to the knot, though&hellip; the sensation was multiplied by a thousand.<br /><br />&ldquo;AH! There we go!&rdquo; Delta called out, pure satisfaction in his voice. With renewed vigor, the teen&rsquo;s hips went right back into motion, jackhammering into the red and white-furred ass even faster than before.<br /><br />Miles could barely even control himself. Even as he noticed that he was no longer locked in place, he didn&rsquo;t even try to move or resist, what Delta was doing felt too good, even if he didn&rsquo;t want to admit it. His gaze still lingered on the internal view displayed on the screen, but even that was becoming somewhat hard to follow. The husky&rsquo;s cock was just unreasonably big, and it didn&rsquo;t seem feasible that he was able to contain it&hellip; at least, until he glanced towards his midsection to see.<br /><br />&ldquo;GAH! D-Delta!?!&rdquo; A very prominent distension, in the shape of the teen&rsquo;s dick could be seen protruding from Miles&rsquo;s midsection. The kid was literally fucking him so deep that he could see it from the outside, and protrusion was so big, that the fox couldn&rsquo;t even see his own erection past it, &ldquo;H-How are y-you&mdash;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Not used to having your belly bulging with cock, I assume?&rdquo; Delta quipped, getting the words out even through his strained breathing.<br /><br />The husky was slamming in up to the knot, and then pulling back, removing nearly a foot of flesh from Miles&rsquo;s passage before slamming right back in. He was right at the edge, and becoming increasingly desperate to somehow fit his knot into the fox.<br /><br />&ldquo;Gotta -<em>NGH</em>- get my knot in!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ahh&hellip; y-your knot&hellip; N-No, wai&mdash;aaah&hellip;&rdquo; Miles tried to respond, knowing that he still needed to put a stop to what Delta was doing, even if he could actually bring himself to do it. Every one of the kid&rsquo;s thrusts felt like a train crash directly to his prostate, and he wasn&rsquo;t going to dare try and stop it. In-fact, he wasn&rsquo;t even sure that preventing it was even still an option&hellip;<br /><br />The way-too-big knot was already on the verge of slipping past the stretched ring, and got even closer with every jab of Delta&rsquo;s hips. The internal view even showed the tunnel giving way to the bulb of flesh, amidst a copious lining of pre-cum, which squirted and leaked around the shaft every time that the husky moved.<br /><br />It had been around 30 minutes since Delta&rsquo;s cock first pierced into the tight fox, but with how Miles was feeling, it might as well have been 30 seconds. That giant teen cock slammed into him over and over, to the point at which they all seemed to run together, like one everlasting bolt of lightning. At least, until a particularly sharp strike from the teen stopped time completely.<br /><br />&ldquo;GHHNN! Haaah! B-Bet that&rsquo;s something that you&rsquo;ve never felt either! Delta couldn&rsquo;t resist shouting out another taunt as he managed to force his knot into the vulpine.<br /><br />&ldquo;H-Holy fuck&hellip;&rdquo; Despite being able to clearly feel the melon-sized bulb lodged inside of him, Miles turned his gaze back to the screen to confirm that it had just happened.<br /><br />Finally, completely sheathed inside of the older fur, Delta ran a paw over Miles&rsquo;s belly, or more specifically, the outline of his cock that bulged through his belly, &ldquo;Ngh&hellip; don&rsquo;t even t-try to say this doesn&rsquo;t feel great for you&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Even though he was locked in place by his knot, the canine boy couldn&rsquo;t bring his hips to a stop. His lengthy, near foot-long strokes, however, had become quick, constant jabs, only moving as far as the tie would allow. Not that he had to endure the restriction for very long though. The pressure of his knot being clamped down upon so tightly was just about all that the canine could handle.<br /><br />Delta&rsquo;s hip movements came to a halt, the younger fur pressed in as deep, and firmly as he could manage, and held there as he felt the shiver shoot through his body, indicating that his climax had begun, &ldquo;GHHH! Gonna c-cum!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Wha&mdash;WAIT!!&rdquo; Miles shouted out, unprepared for what was coming, but knowing that it was not going to be ideal. He could feel the pulse through Delta&rsquo;s cock even before the flood began, but there was no mistaking the moment that the warm blasts began, and just as the fox feared, the kid&rsquo;s output definitely appeared to be a reflection of his size.<br /><br />It was almost too much for the fox, as the amount of cum that he felt like was flowing into him rivaled even the nano-mite enhanced load that he had just provided, and through star-filled vision, he could even see it on the screen. It was essentially a wave of white so copious that it was starting to obscure the view provided by the nano-mites.<br /><br />&ldquo;NGH!&rdquo; Delta nearly collapsed forward, losing his grip on Miles&rsquo;s legs in the process, and letting them fall over his shoulders as the orgasm racked his body.<br /><br />&ldquo;F-Fuck, h-how are you cumming so much?!&rdquo; The sudden movement of the canine caused Miles to turn his glance back to his front, noticing that where the outline of Delta&rsquo;s dick was a moment ago, it was now swelling even further. It was like he was being literally inflated by the ridiculous amount of semen that Delta was producing. Every throb of the younger fur&rsquo;s cock in him resulted in the now-rounded bulge to fill out a slight bit more, even as it quickly looked to be reaching a point beyond what Miles could handle. Yet, the canine&rsquo;s eruption did not seem to be ebbing.<br /><br />&ldquo;H-Hey! Stop! Fucking p-pull out!!&rdquo;<br /><br />With an evil grin, Delta shrugged, &ldquo;If you insist.&rdquo;<br /><br />Even with the husky&rsquo;s orgasm ongoing, he steeled himself. Taking a grip of the older fur&rsquo;s midsection, he gave a particularly hard tug, making the fox immediately regret his words.<br /><br />&ldquo;W-WAAAIT! GHAAAH!&rdquo; Thanks to the nano-mites, Miles didn&rsquo;t feel any pain from it, but that didn&rsquo;t automatically mean that it was particularly pleasant when Delta drew back, and wrenched his cock out of the fox, with complete disregard for the fact that the two were locked together.<br /><br />** <em>POP</em> **<br /><br />** <em>SHLLLLK</em> **<br /><br />In quick succession, Delta pulled his cock out of Miles, and back into open air, sliding the long length out with an extended wet slurp.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ah&hellip; Ngh&hellip;&rdquo; The canine let out a pleasure sigh, and small moan, as he was finally able to lean back. He gave his still persisting erection a few strokes, and with that, what appeared to be one final, quite substantial volley of cum erupted forth. Lancing just far enough to splatter messily over his captive, and large enough to leave the fox little more than a puddle of oozing white, from the waist up.<br /><br />&ldquo;PPFFFT!&rdquo; Reflexively, the fox wiped his eyes and mouth clear, &ldquo;What the fuck, you little psycho?!?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Oh, please&hellip; you thoroughly enjoyed yourself. You even begged me to continue at one point.&rdquo; Delta climbed off of the table, stretching his legs out. He glanced over the fox&rsquo;s form again, watching as he tried to clear some of the cum off of his body, and noticing one remaining detail, &ldquo;Hm, you didn&rsquo;t cum. You were clearly close; I guess I simply didn&rsquo;t push you over <em>the edge</em>&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Huh&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta turned, starting to trot towards his computer, &ldquo;No matter, I can simply use the milker to finish you off, and&mdash;&rdquo;<br /><br />As the younger fur was speaking, a realization clicked in Miles&rsquo;s mind.<br /><br /><em>The little fucker forgot to turn my restraints back on&hellip; That means I can&hellip;</em><br /><br />With the husky&rsquo;s back turned, Miles wasted absolutely no time. Moving as quickly as he could with his still-mostly swollen belly, he jumped off of the table, and leapt into action before Delta could even finish his sentence.<br /><br />&ldquo;I&rsquo;ve got a better idea&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Upon hearing the fox, Delta started to turn, but before he could even swing his head around&hellip;<br /><br />** <em>WHAM</em> **<br /><br />Miles roughly tackled the teen to the ground, pinning him on his back, &ldquo;How about you <em>finish me off</em> manually?&rdquo;<br /><br />In an instant, Miles adjusted his own position, as well as the smaller canine&rsquo;s, quickly lining himself up in a much similar manner as Delta had done to him, and without any hesitation, slammed his straining 7 inches into the teen.<br /><br />&ldquo;KH-AAH! Hey! Stupid fox! Let go of me!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Ngh&hellip;&rdquo; Though Delta didn&rsquo;t appear too fazed by the sudden introduction of fox cock under his tail, Miles definitely felt the effects of being buried in the younger fur. He was already right at the edge, due to the ordeal that he&rsquo;d just been put through, even keeping it together through the first thrust was proving to be a challenge, &ldquo;N-Not a chance, kid!&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles started moving, immediately upping his tempo to match his level of his libido<br /><br />&ldquo;Annngh! C-Computer!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;N-No you don&rsquo;t!&rdquo; Upon realizing that Delta was about to voice activate his system for help, Miles reacted fast. With his paws busy holding the teen down, he used the only option that he had, by leaning in and pressing his muzzle against Delta&rsquo;s.<br /><br />&ldquo;MMMMNNNPHHH!&rdquo; The husky tried to pull away, or call out, but he quickly found the task impossible, as Miles was not as much <em>kissing</em> him, as he was <em>mouth-fucking</em> him, using his cock-tongue.<br /><br />&ldquo;MMMNMNMNN! MMNM!&rdquo; Delta still tried to get the words out, but only managed to produce unrecognizable muffled noise. Miles&rsquo;s cock-tongue was more than ample to prevent the teen from letting out anything more than garbled nonsense, and as the organ stiffened and pulsed with stimulation inside the canine&rsquo;s maw, it was only becoming less likely that he&rsquo;d be able to say anything discernible.<br /><br />** <em>PLAP PLAP PLAP</em> **<br /><br />Miles hips stayed in motion all the while, and now with his mouth in-place, he synced up his motions with his tongue as well, basically fucking the teenage fur from both ends simultaneously.<br /><br />Delta struggled in vain for another minute or so, before simply conceding to <em>revenge-fuck</em>, as it seemed to be more an inconvenience to the kid than anything else.<br /><br />Another minute of the fox&rsquo;s rough treatment, and pre started to leak from both ends. On Delta&rsquo;s face, the clear fluid streamed from both corners of his mouth, and from the lower half, a pool of the stuff dripped from the canine&#039;s behind onto the floor beneath the duo. Most noticeably though, the amount seemed to indicate that Miles was going to blow a load just as voluminous as his last one.<br /><br />Not that any of that concerned the fox in the moment. Miles&rsquo;s brain was basically on auto-pilot, the only thing that he was concerned with was reaching the climax that he was so close to. He was feeling it from both ends, so close that his vision started to blur. His grip on the teenager weakened, but regardless, it was too late for Delta to do anything about it.<br /><br />Both of the fox&rsquo;s organs started to twitch with release, and just as quick as he&rsquo;d started, Miles&rsquo;s orgasm hit like a tidal wave.<br /><br />&ldquo;Mmmm&hellip;&rdquo; It was a sigh of utter satisfaction, or at least as close to it as could be managed at the moment. Miles&rsquo;s arms and legs shivered with pleasure, and suddenly, even the task of staying upright seemed to be a bit more than what the fox could handle.<br /><br />** <em>FWUMP</em> **<br /><br />Miles fell to his side, coming largely <em>dislodged</em> in the process. The full-length of fox cock that he had buried inside of the younger fur slipped out, as it continued to unleash an eruption of cum. Thick jets of the fox seed splattered aimlessly over both of the two, easily matching the amount that he&rsquo;d produced from his first climax, and leaving heavy streaks of the same glowing purple fluid over both of their bodies.<br /><br />&ldquo;Pffftt! Bluuugh!&rdquo; Delta groaned, trying to spit out as much of the fluid as he could. He hadn&rsquo;t been sure if the fox&rsquo;s peculiar anatomy allowed him to orgasm from the tongue, but simultaneously with the blast of semen battering under his tail, he found his mouth being filled with the same substance, &ldquo;Ngh&hellip; pffft. Get off!&rdquo; Delta shouted out in annoyance, after finally managing to pull away from the still-spewing hybrid tongue.<br /><br />Rope after rope of fox cum splashed onto both of the two bodies, matting down their fur, soaking all the way down to their skin. Though finally able to pull away from the older fur, Delta didn&rsquo;t even bother to try and move, given the sheer abundance of fox seed that he was already soaked with, it seemed as if it&#039;d be a meaningless effort.<br /><br />&ldquo;Haaah&hellip; Nngh&hellip;&rdquo; Miles rolled over. His chest rose and fell with every heavy breath he took, as he started to come down from his most recent climax. His tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth, his dick flopped over onto his thigh, and the final vestiges of his release oozed from both. It was undoubtedly the most sexually satisfied he&rsquo;d ever been in his life, not that he planned to ever admit it to the canine boy.<br /><br />&ldquo;Ugh&hellip; what a mess&hellip;&rdquo; Delta pulled himself up and away from the spent fox, wiping some of the larger globs of cum off of himself as he walked towards his computer console.<br /><br />Miles knew in his mind that he probably should do something while he still had the chance, but he simply couldn&rsquo;t bring his body to move quick enough, &ldquo;Well&hellip;? So now what&hellip;? -<em>huff</em>- You gonna lock me back to the -<em>huff</em>- table now&hellip;&rdquo; Miles spoke through heavy breaths.<br /><br />&ldquo;No need.&rdquo; Delta responded casually, &ldquo;Your stamina is far too depleted for you to be a threat.&rdquo;<br /><br />The kid did have a point, he could barely even manage to bring himself to a sitting position, much less pose any kind of threat, especially now that the canine could issue voice commands to his computer again. In-fact, Miles was a bit perplexed as to why he hadn&rsquo;t already.<br /><br />&nbsp;&ldquo;So&hellip; what then?&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta seemed lost in thought for a moment as he considered the question, &ldquo;Well&hellip; your genetic material is fascinating. I could conceivably conduct months&rsquo; worth of research on you&hellip; Unfortunately, I obviously can&rsquo;t keep you here for <em>that</em> long.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Are you saying that I can finally have my clothes back?&rdquo;<br /><br />The teen shrugged, and answered with a begrudging tone, &ldquo;I suppose&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Without the kid even offering a command, Delta&rsquo;s computer system reacted. An arm holding Delta&rsquo;s clothes extended, and placed the neatly folded garments on the table where he had just been constrained.<br /><br />&ldquo;You&rsquo;re free to go.&rdquo; Delta pointed toward the door, &ldquo;And don&rsquo;t get any ideas about telling anyone about this place. I guarantee that neither you, nor anyone else will ever be able to find it again.&rdquo; He added in, grabbing a towel from somewhere under his console.<br /><br />Miles thought about it for a moment, but did not start heading towards the exit, leaving an awkward silence in the room, &ldquo;What if&hellip; we came to some kind of arrangement&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta looked over to the fox curiously. He did not respond verbally, but he was clearly receptive to hear what the older fur was going to say.<br /><br />&ldquo;What if I were to agree to come back, and let you continue your testing?&rdquo; Miles said, watching to gauge Delta&rsquo;s reaction.<br /><br />&ldquo;Tch, right&hellip;&rdquo; The kid scoffed, &ldquo;You&rsquo;d just be willing to do that? Forgive me if I find that hard to believe&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles had expected the kid&rsquo;s skepticism, he barely believed he was even making the offer himself, &ldquo;Well, with <em>conditions</em>, I might be willing to.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Hmm&hellip;&rdquo; Delta considered the words, &ldquo;What kind of conditions?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;That.&rdquo; Miles pointed towards the device that still hovered overhead, &ldquo;You fix my camera with the same specs as your custom thing there, and I&rsquo;ll be your test subject for as long as you want.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Camera&hellip;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles nodded, &ldquo;When your little security panel started <em>screaming</em> at me, it broke. Seeing as I need a camera for my job, I figured we could make a deal.&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta brought his paw up to his chin, taking a thinking pose, &ldquo;And&hellip; that&rsquo;s all you want?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Well, that&hellip; plus, no more of this <em>prisoner</em> level stuff.&rdquo; Miles responded, as he motioned to the shackles on his wrists, &ldquo;Oh&hellip; and don&rsquo;t gas me again.&rdquo;<br /><br />Delta gave a small smile, &ldquo;Computer, release negative-point bands.&rdquo;<br /><br />With the command, the thin bands around Miles wrists and ankles all simultaneously opened and fell off.<br /><br />&ldquo;So, I guess, that means we have a deal?&rdquo; Miles asked, finally pulling himself to his feet.<br /><br />&ldquo;Deal.&rdquo; Delta grinned, &ldquo;Now, your nano-mites are still showing peak performance, so if you&rsquo;re ready to go again&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />Miles shot the younger fur a sideways glance, &ldquo;Kid&hellip; I just had two of the most intense orgasms of my life.&rdquo;<br /><br />&hellip;<br /><br />&hellip;<br /><br />&ldquo;Give me five minutes.&rdquo;</div><br /></span>",
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