Hey.. My name is James or 3-1-15-8 depending on who you ask.. I'm going to run you through my day? Cool? Well.. You might think it'll be cool.. Me? Well.. To me this is Hell. So like every morning I jump out of bed as the cell I'm laying in opens. Well.. Maybe NOT EXACTLY a cell. But it may as well be. You see.. I've been held here for.. Hell I don't know. All I know is I didn't have pubic fur or even shoot loads yet when I got here, But now I do. My guess is 5 years now? But I don't really know. They say I'm in my late teens, but Hell that can mean anything. I was 10 when I got here. Any way the Cell.. Let's see..There's a rather comfortable king size bed. Helps between tests. a bathtub, a shower too! Course that hardly gets used since I can barely stand after they take me. Most of the time I only use it when I wake up before they come. Which isn't often. There's a mini fridge filled with whatever drinks I ask for, it's normally soda or Energy drinks, some Powerade.. A TV, and a video game console. There's no internet for obvious reasons, wouldn't want me sending out cries for help on Some internet forum.. and cable. So yeah maybe it's more of a… hotel room than a cell.. But I can't leave so.. It's a fucking cell. 




"All right 31158. On your feet." The imposing Gorilla ordered me as I stood. "Don't try to run again." Quietly I nodded and followed. I sigh as I feel the rough steel grating against my bare paws. Oh.. Did I forget to mention? I'm naked. Because that's kind of important. Yup. I haven't even had underwear since they brought me here. Oh you don't know what I look like either.. Shit um.. I'm a dude. Kind of muscular. Not a lot of fat.. I'm a Lion. Long, tan mane that goes down until it connects to my chest fur and goes down towards my uh.. Unit. My eyes are gold. My base fur is a golden tan. I also have 31158 tattooed on my chest like a name badge. No fur covering it. Oh.. And I'm kind of.. Erect. Not by choice. They.. They drug the food. Put boner pills or something in there. Makes you hard for their experiments. Anyway I get led past a few doors. Most are quiet but some? Some you hear pounding on the doors or crying. Begging. They're the new catches. They'll learn. They aren't getting out until it's their turn. 






Anyway I'm led to this small room. "Arms up." I raise them. Tweedledumbass cuffs my hands to the ceiling this time because I kicked him square in his boys and gunned it last time. He cuffs my feet next to the sides of the wall by the floor. "Someone learned something last time." I'm rewarded for my joke with a shot to my exposed ribcage from his nightstick. "Shut the fuck up boy." I cough.. There's a little blood. Oh well.. Another wound for another day.  It won't matter. We're objects now. He steps out as a spray begins hosing me down. Don't worry. It's.. Nothing bad. Just some sort of disinfectant. Still.. I don't like it. Smells like.. Chemicals. And it's always way too hot or too cold. This time.. It's hot. REALLY Hot. Boiling hot. Yay. More punishment for running. Fucker keeps it on longer too. I nearly scream but, I won't give him the pleasure. To this guy, it's a game. It's what he wants. He finally turns it off before unhooking my feet and the cuffs from the chain. Nothing new there. They'd have cuffed me anyway. I'm dragged into the lab. There's not much to see here. Beakers, cupboards, that big electric shocky lightning thingy all the labs have but seems to have no actual useful purpose.  Yup. Nothing really to see. Well.. Maybe. Here comes one of the others. It's a Mastiff. I look at His chest. 7712221 is tattooed freshly on His chest. He has one on his arm too. That tattoo has a firefighter's helmet with flames in the background. So guess he was a firefighter before the RSA took over our neck of the woods. It was honestly pretty quick. They took us over after the duel wars left the political climate in shambles. 






Started simply. A virus, A couple protests, and a president not stepping down after he was voted out... and boom. Civil War. Then a few other countries figured out America was too busy to defend itself and… then it was a World War. It's amazing how easily we were beaten when we were all fighting each other over who was president, masks, and racism.. And who profited? The RSA Businesses, The RSA, and Foreign governments.. They swept in and scooped up cities left and right. Then sold some, and kept the rest. Some were used for weapon testing. The biggest and most populated went for the highest.. They were also nuked. LA, New York, you know places like that? They got bought and sold to China and North Korea. The Farming communities were more or less untouched. Bought and some were sold to poorer countries like Africa. People in other countries have to eat right? My city? We were a small town. About 300 or so. You probably haven't heard of it. It was called Manila. Manila,Utah. We got sent along with a few other cities to a site called DSERVD or The Department of Sexual Experimentation and Research of Viral Diseases. Believe it or not.. We were bought by Uncle Sam himself.. Well… what's left of it. Really it's a company in the RSA called Magas Pharmaceuticals. What's the RSA? Well.. The US fractured into 3 separate countries during the civil war. The Republican States of America or RSA, The Demoratic Nation of America or DNA, and The United States of America, Which is essentially being bought out or taken over by other countries. You see during the war, a few states realized we were wide open for attack. New York, Utah, Nevada, California, North and South Carolina, Oklahoma, Michigan, and Arizona all joined forces. We became the last of the US. For the rest of them. Well. You saw the news. If you were a Democrat you went with the DNA. You were Republican You went RSA, if you didn't support either, you stayed in the US.. But you lived in either the DNA or RSA. Unfortunately for the DNA and USA our leaders were in New York and LA So.. There's no DNA or US anymore. So we can't even ask them for any help. Not that I think they would've helped.






So, you might be asking yourself what is DSERVD? What does DSERVD do? They experiment on Fur's Reproductive systems and Make them fuck, or take drugs that alter them somehow.. Or they infect them with diseases and search for cures, or let them die. No difference to them. We're lab rats to them. I'm in the Sexual Experimentation side of things. So is Dad. Saw him a couple weeks ago. Actually they uh.. They made us fuck. He nearly sobbed when he saw me. Begged them not to separate us after we had sex.. Can't say I blame him. First time we've seen each other since they brought us here. From what I've heard though, He's been treated well for the most part. They don't focus on him much. Normally when they do it's a milking via the prostate or machine. Guess they're testing his cum for sperm counts as he gets older. The other members of my family? Mom is gone. Pretty sure she is by now anyway. They sent her to the disease area. Don't apologize. I'm over it. You can't dwell on that shit here. She got sent there because she was pregnant. They wanted to test diseases on pregnant women but there were only like.. 6 in the whole city. My Bro Jack? I'm honestly not sure. My guess was Sex but I haven't heard much in a while. I think I heard him in one of the milking rooms but.. I'd really been missing my family that day and I may have imagined it. My younger Sis Amy was Sex. They made me fuck and impregnate her about a year ago. Wanted to see what inbreeding did. Our cub is still here. We named him Jack Jr. They won't call him that but.. It's something. I see him every few days for.. Bonding. They're both okay. She's been fucked by a ton of guys here though. And like my sperm they keep collecting her eggs to do God knows what with. 




They tell me our Jack Jr will be valuable to their research later, you know when he can cum. So he's probably safe from termination or disease testing. Um.. My dog Brute was Sex. Yup after they brought us here even the pets weren't safe. Bestiality tests are common. Get Fluffy or Fido horny enough they'll fuck anything. I was told he was forced to fuck my sister. Fortunately or Unfortunately depending on how you look at it, Brute passed after a year. Midorgasm of all things. Actually I kind of laugh at that. Imagine getting fucked by a dog then as soon as he knots you he keels over. It was such a Brute way to go too. That dog was always horny. 




7712221 looks at me confused. He's new. Probably wondering why I'm calm when he's clearly been forced through some sort of Sexual torment judging from his sweaty body, cum stained thighs and softening dick. After a year or so.. You get used to it. You don't always like it per say, but you get used to it. Sometimes.. You even look forward to it. There have been times I've gotten hard from their drugs and actually hoped they'd come and make me cum for them. I mean at this point most of the tests are repetitive. Milking machines, electricity, drugs that force you to cum, drugs that force you to not cum. (Fucking hate that. I'm a sex guinea pig the least you can do is let me fucking cum…) Fucking your family, fucking an elderly guy or chick, fucking a cub (That's another one of the ones I hate)  fucking an animal or getting fucked by one. Fucking someone pregnant.. But then there's the surprises. Some new species they want to see breed with you. A new drug. A new machine. Those are the ones I LOVE. Whenever it's something new and exciting, with just a hint of danger. Mmm.. Love it! 






The guards with 7712221 start dragging him off before one stops. It's another Lion. Darker fur. Light colored mane, burn scar on his face. His name is Andrew. I knew him once.. Before all this. He's.. Honestly probably the closest thing to a friend I have. We were classmates in elementary school as cubs. He notices the blood I coughed up on my chest. Guess it didn't all get cleaned off. "You were warned not to hurt him." 


"He'll live." The Lion narrowed his eyes. "Put 31158 on the list for medical. I want him checked after his tests. Understood?"  


"Yes Sir!" The Rhino still holding the Dalmation responds. Andrew stares at me almost apologetically again.. He does this everytime I see him. He tries to hide it, but.. I think he legitimately feels bad about what he's forced to do here. Especially to people he knows. I think he's the one sending me the notes on my family. They just appear on my bathroom sink each morning. I've left a note myself thanking whoever it is and they never responded with a you're welcome or anything. Just more updates. Guess they don't want it anymore personal.




 Oh.. Fun. Tweedledumbass is shoving me forward. No time for idle chit chat I suppose. I'm shoved into a… hallway I guess? So.. It like.. breaks into about 20 different rooms but the hallway is like a half circled room. I'm not sure if that's a hallway. But that's what I call it. I'm dragged to the room 3 doors from the far left. I'm.. Used to this one. I'm definitely cumming today. Actually I'm probably cumming a LOT today. This one has a grated floor that leads to a collection unit. Normally this is for furs that are going to be cumming at least a gallon or more per session.. I'm definitely going to be sore, not as much as you'd think.. But I'll be sore. You see another thing about me, about oh.. 6 months ago I got put on this drug. Basically it makes you cum. A lot. Okay so you know how the normal amount you normally shoot is like maybe 8 or 9 on a REALLY good orgasm? For me a really good orgasm is 70. A normal one? About 40. You see the way the drug works once I start cumming it takes effect and begins production almost instantly of even more cum. How? Well.. It was an injection. They strapped me to this table. And injected it into my balls. It hurt like Hell. God just thinking about it makes them hurt. Anyway after the injection they put a milker on my dick and sucked load after load. By the time I was done I was sobbing. I was so sensitive It felt like my dick was going to be ripped off. I came way more than normal. By their estimate, within about 3 or 4 hours of constant stimulation which seems to be the norm around here, I can produce about 3 gallons of cum. 






"Hope you're ready you little shit. You got a 10 gallon tank to fill. And you ain't leavin' till it's full." 


Did I mention I hate this guy? Like all the other guards seem.. Well not nice but they treat it professionally but I swear this fucker loves this shit. He likes hurting us.  He shoves me in. It's a pretty empty room. I slowly shuffle forward. At this point.. There's no fighting. Well.. There was no fighting before but here? I'll die. There's guards on catwalks with fucking military guns. They'll shoot on sight. I stop in the middle of the room. The doc comes in. Same guy as all the other times. White lab coat. Greenish brown scales. Gator. Black jeans. He smiles at me as always. Honestly he's.. Kind of nice. Doesn't really hurt me. Seems genuinely concerned about my well being.. I like him. 


Jesus am I getting Stockholm Syndrome? 




Anyway he gently grips my dick. Takes the usual measurements 5 ½ inches. Same as always. Measures my sack next. 3 inches in diameter. Same as always. I suddenly hear a crack and a thud. I turn around to see the Gorilla on the ground. I look up and see Andrew. He has his gun pointed right at him. "Hey Doc, corporate wants him inducted right now. Combo test. Same injections. No stimulation to the penis." He notes me staring and smiles. "He won't touch you again." I almost burst out cheering. That damned Gorilla has beat me up so many times I can't believe they're finally going to give him what he's got coming to him. "Oh.. Very well.. Um.. Can you gentlemen prep him? I need to complete my exam of 31158." A few guards come down and begin removing the Gorilla's clothes. My mind flashes back to when they did this to Dad, Jack and I. I watch as they pull off his boots then take knives and slice off his clothes, quickly baring him. There's a needle in his chest. A bunch of purple feathers stick out of it. Tranq darts.. They planned this. As the Doctor finishes taking my height, heart rate, blood sugar and pulse he moves me towards the grated floor. The Gorilla is already there naked and bound to a steel slab that's standing straight up. His arms are cuffed to separate corners while his ankles are cuffed to the lower ones. I'm maneuvered next to him against another slab. Again used to it. 






I smile as I realize how much that gorilla is going to hate this. Let me tell you why.. From the looks of him, Tweedledumbass has never felt a dick up that hole of his in his life. Well.. He's about to. A horse sized one… that both vibrates and thrusts. I chuckle to myself softly. Doc catches it. "I'm so glad he can't hurt you now James. He got away with it far too often." I smile back softly. "Thanks Doc." The doctor smiles. "Ready?" I nod as he cuffs me to the slab same as the Gorilla. "Alright. Let's prep the Gorilla." He begins to stir as the Doctor picks up a razor and a tattoo gun. As the Doctor starts shaving a patch of fur off the Gorilla struggles. "No… No! Not me! God please! Stop! You bastard no! Not me! Stop! Please.. Please stop.." Oh shit. He's actually sobbing!  You know I might feel bad for him if he hadn't beat me every other time I saw him. He continues to sob as the doc begins tattooing a number on his chest. 7..7..2..1..2..2..2. I smile as the Doctor walks away only to return with a syringe filled with Emerald liquid and another two filled with amethyst liquid. My balls actually start to ache in sympathy.. Okay yeah now I actually do feel a little bad.. 






 "No! Not that! Anything but that! Please no! NO! I'LL DO ANTHAAAGGGGGHHH!" He screams in pain as the Emerald syringe pierces his ball. Doc injects half in one, and pulls it out. He screams louder as the second one gets the other half. Next he approaches me with the first amethyst Syringe. I watch passively as he injects it into my thigh, and attaches a collection sleeve to my dick. Again.. I'm used to it. I already know what the liquid is. Like always I feel a rush of heat as the liquid speeds through my body. Almost immediately I moan in pleasure as the first few shots of a very long orgasm begin feeding the collection tube. The drug he gave me.. I have no idea what it's called but it basically gives you instant orgasms. I'm told it's being developed as a weapon of war. People can't shoot if they're filling their underwear with cum right? The Gorilla starts thrashing again as the Doc approaches him. I'm shooting my 20th shot as the needle is knocked to the floor as it shatters. There's another crack as a dart with the stuff fires square into his neck. Almost as soon as the plunger starts moving he sports a full blown erection. Halfway he starts shooting as he screams in despair. By the time it's all in he's moaning like a bitch in heat, trying to thrust his hips to get an extra bit of non-existent friction. I watch as his cum leaps 4 feet from his dick into the grated floor. I pant as my first orgasm ends. 46 shots.. Gotta say, I kinda like it. "3 ounces. Very good 31158." The Doctor praises. The Gorilla stops shooting about a minute and a half later. Groaning in discomfort as his overworked balls and dick struggle to adjust to this new demand. "33 shots. ½ an ounce. You'll have to do better than that 7712222. Perhaps this will help." The doctor says as The Gorilla's slab begins to whir. His eyes go wide. "YOU MOTHERFUCAGGHHHHHH!!!!!!" I chuckle as the Horse sized dildo forces its way into his virgin opening. I'm not surprised when my slab also whirs to life. I grunt softly as the thick appendage splits my cheeks before nuzzling itself deep inside, firmly against every inch of my insides including my prostate. As soon as it starts vibrating I start shooting again as Sweat starts to bead at my forehead and chest. The Gorilla starts screaming bloody murder as his dildo starts vibrating, his cock keeps shooting, his body already dripping with sweat. I finish the second round about 19 minutes later with a groan of discomfort as the Doctor approaches. "Very very good 31158. 79 shots and a total of a quart of seed. You improve every time I see you." The Gorilla went silent about 10 minutes ago. I glance in his direction and see him slumped unconscious against the slab, his cock shooting off a final few strands of cum.  The doctor takes a look at a screen on the side of his slab.


"Ah.. Good. Hmm.. Good Lord… 198 shots?.. 2 ½ gallons?!" This has to be an error. Once more just to be certain." Again the slab the Gorilla is cuffed to begins, this time vibrating and thrusting in unison. He audibly groans in discomfort as cum begins to ooze from his dick before going into shots. In between each burst it seems to be a constant stream of the pearly white goo. The Doc then turns mine on again. "Once more. Then you can rest." I nod as Sweat drips down my chest, head"and back. I can feel my mane clinging to my head. Gently the Doc dabs some off my forehead with a warm smile. I swear he's like a dad to me. Almost as soon as the Dildo starts buzzing and moving I shoot again. I feel tears start to form this time. It hurts. A lot actually. It always seems to happen about the 3rd or 4th round. My dick starts feeling like it's being sliced with a series of razor blades  from the inside. The Doc places a sympathetic hand on my chest, gently stroking it before turning and walking away. 6 minutes pass and the Gorilla is awake. I know because he's screaming and yelling obscenities that would make your grandmother pray for forgiveness just for hearing it. Oddly his dick still hasn't stopped oozing cum even when he isn't shooting loads. The Doc finds it interesting and as I fire off my 90th shot a few minutes later and sag in my binds he nearly screams as he reads the readout on the Gorilla. "Incredible! 110 on top of a constant stream.. 8 gallons! You actually began to fill the overflow yourself! Put him down for daily milking and drug testing. Tell corporate we may have found the perfect ratio. Keep milking him. I want to see how long it takes him to go dry. No breaks. Captain, would you return 31158 to his Cell?" Told you.




Andrew nods as I'm uncuffed and collapse only to feel my nude body crash into him just a second before I hit the ground. Gently he wraps an arm around my waist and my arm around his neck and he helps me stand before we move towards the door as the Gorilla begins screaming in pained agony. Told you. Always the 3rd or 4th round… As we make our way back I see another subject being brought in… My vision is kind of blurred but.. They look new. No number.. Oh.. Oh it's you! Well look. Odds are you're going to the breeding room. DON'T RESIST. Just fuck who they tell you… Hell you might… oh.. Actually that's the creature room. Hope you like tentacles.. And eggs going into you. Good luck! Hope you enjoy it some. Oh and.. When you feel the urge.. Deep breath and push. See you around!










AN: Tried something a little different here with the 1st person aspect. I hope it worked out okay. James is 18 in this story. Also this might be a series.. Maybe not. As of right now it's just a one off.