http://www.asstr.org/~srb Don't read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world, like you'll listen. This should appear only on my site http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/srb/www/ F3, Futanari Palace, and basically should be wherever Pal's stuff is. Also at the Grey Archive, and some other places they might end up, they know who they are. Any websites that want to host my story must have expressed written consent to do so. I will list all websites that I have granted permission to list my stories there. If you are reading this now and find this on a new website, then please email me at somerandombastard (at) yahoo (dot) com This is copyright me, so don't call it yours. Feedback can be left here. I created all the characters, they are all fictional, and any relevance to anyone living or dead, is incidental. Here's another story in the Terraverse, this one about a decade after the events of Terra. It's a complete side story, and one need not read it beforehand to understand what is going on, other than the fact that there are now nanobots that make some people futanari in the year 2522. Thanks out to Crudebuster, for his help. He probably moved this story along more so than I could have explained. This story contains bondage, orgasm denial, masturbation, condoms, medical fetish, futanari, breast enhancement, penis enhancement, anal, and lactation. Chrysanthemum Chapter 3, Terrible Hope If I have to give them one thing, and I don't want to, the food is good at this place. Not just decent, but really good. It's not home cooking, but it's better than the food I had at school. I still hate this place and everyone in it, but I am frigging famished. Oh and get this, they won't even let me choose what I eat either. They picked out my meal like I'm a kid for Christ's sake! Well it's not a kid's sized meal at least, a whole roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, and some mixed veggies. It's actually pretty good, and I hope you don't mind if I forget my manners right now while I wolf this down. Can I say how goddamned impossible it is for me to eat normally with this chastity belt? When I sit down, it's like having a giant dildo in front of my mouth the whole damned time. It's literally like mouth level when I'm sitting. It's not like I can just bend it down under the table or hide it some other way. It's hard metal, and it hurts to lean it downward. So to eat I have to bob my head from side to side. I look like an ass, but right now I'm too hungry to worry about how people care about me. Two milkings. I had two of the fucking things today. I feel like my dick is going to explode half of the time. I mean, the milking helps get rid of the physical pain but it's like the worst thing in the world. And it does hurt before I get milked, a lot really. It feels like my balls are aching, like they're just bursting with cum. I mean I am making like, a hundred times more cum than normal. And my tits, god they're so sore, so full of milk that they actually grow! They said more than half a liter of milk each time they milk me. It's insane. It makes my breasts ache so damn much. But the only way to relieve it is so goddamned frustrating. It feels like I have a splinter in my foot and the only way to get it out is to suck it out through of my nose. Okay that analogy sucked, sorry. But it's like so hard to deal with this. The thing that relieves me drives me crazy! Or well, crazier. This is the only time I feel okay, just for a couple of hours after I get out. The only time I feel like I'm not going crazy, with that churning burning yearning need to cum. It's like I can think now. But it's not long enough. Once those two hours are up I'm done. And most of the time I'm thinking about the milking I had to deal with. Not just that I want to cum, but what a pain in the ass it is. Literally. My nipples are sore as hell. They feel so raw. I mean I like having my breasts sucked on, don't get me wrong, but this is getting ridiculous. My ass is sore too. I mean I've had anal sex a few times before, but it's different. It's like having your butt open the whole time, and buzzing…okay I know it isn't that nice to hear, sorry. I don't have anyone else to tell this to, but sorry. I won't bring it up again. It's late, I think. I mean I am eating dinner, and I've been up for hours. This is the strangest place though. There are no clocks or windows anywhere. There aren't even computer terminals or pads for me to use. And I thought this was like, I don't know, some huge medical facility or something. I mean it looks like it. Everything is that clean white that you see at hospitals. And everything from the uniforms on the doctors down to the doors and walls, and most importantly the fucking lab look that way. But I've only seen one floor, and like five rooms. I haven't even seen a staircase or elevators, but I didn't see the whole place. I had expected a bigger building I guess. Aren't all of these labs supposed to be like, big? Even this cafeteria is small. I had expected, I don't know, a big hospital cafeteria. This thing is tiny, like a break room in an office. There are four tables that look like they could serve maybe five people each. There aren't even that many chairs out. They're just stacked in the corner. Come to think of it, I haven't even seen more than a half a dozen people, and they're all staff. I haven't seen another patient like me. Or maybe lab rat like me. Even this place is almost empty. I hated when I had my appendix taken out as a little kid. When I would go to the cafeteria there was like a hundred people there all the time. It was like a wave of people trying to talk over each other. Plus there were so many people there that were really sick, unlike me. But not here, there are only a couple of guards. They kinda look cute actually, well one of them. I mean not the older guy, but he does look pretty good for his age but I'm not into guys in their forties. I was talking about the young black kid, maybe six years older than me. I bet he's got a huge package down there, maybe I should get him to bend me over and… Damn it, it's happening again. Oh god I felt it move. Okay Orchid, just eat food and focus on it. Green beans, baby carrots, peas, and corn, they got everything you'd want in mixed vegetables. MMM, nothing wrong with mixed veggies. And potatoes, yeah, that's good. Little carby, but that's okay. Just focus on the food now, don't look up. "Can I join you for dinner?" comes the smug and annoying voice of Chester. I glance up and see him standing above me, holding his tray like this is high school and he wants to ask me if we can hang out during study hall. The prick is still wearing the same lab coat he wore when he milked me. I bet he hasn't washed his hands since he drained me, dirty fuck. "Fuck off," I told him straight up. I don't even look back at him to see his reaction. I don't care about it anymore. I'm not in the mood for his shit. He's no better than the rest of them in my book. "Okay, I guess I deserve that," Chester says, like he's barely slighted me. He even has the balls to pull up a chair and sit down next to me. "That means I don't want you here," I tell him, spinning the potatoes around in the gravy like a little kid. Yeah I'm being a bitch but fuck him. I was practically sucking his dick and begging him to screw me, and this is the way he treats me? Fuck him. "Looks like a good meal. But you should have this," he says, picking up a carrot from the side of his tray. "I have vegetables, thanks. There's another table, go eat there, now," I tell him, pointing at the farthest table from me. I'm really pissed at him if you haven't noticed. "They're good for you, come on," he says, putting it on my plate. "Take it." "Look, just leave me alone!" I shout angrily. I toss his carrot back onto his plate and pick my tray up, storming off to the farthest table away from him. It is like, maybe fifteen feet away. But I left him. Oh great, here he comes. I wonder if the guards will get him if I shout loud enough. Spoke too soon. "Doctor Oglethorpe, is everything quite all right, sir?" asks the black guard. He's got his hands on a…is that a gun? Oh, no it's one of those damned ND's, things are like tazers that knock you out. Either way I don't like them. "Yes, thank you Robert, please, just let me handle this," he says. Handle what, me? You'd need, well, I guess straps and guards and stuff. Actually yeah, they probably think they can handle me. Seems like they can do just about anything they want. "Yes sir Doctor Oglethorpe, let us know if there's any problem," he says, returning to his dinner. I could see the old guy shake his head. Probably just a rookie mistake. Wait a minute, where do I remember that name from? Oglethorpe, Oglethorpe, god, why does that sound so familiar? God I could swear like I've heard it before a billion times before or something. Is there a famous actor named Oglethorpe? No that's not it. "Look, Chris, please, calm down," he says, going to sit down again. "Stop right now," I say in a hushed tone, holding my finger up. "You had your chance Chester. I'm not in the fucking mood right now. I just want to eat my dinner and deal with the next five days as fast as possible without killing myself," I look him straight in the eye. "Six," he says, like it's a matter of fact. "What?" I look at him right in the eye. Just what the hell was the smug bastard talking about? "It's six days, your week started today. You have six more days remaining," Chester says. Okay, now I want to scream. "Fuck off," I tell him. First he had to be a part of this, and now he has to ruin my dinner. Prick. "Look, just, here, take this carrot," he says, putting it on my plate again. What is his obsession with the fucking vegetable? "I don't want it," I say to him, flicking it off my plate. "Hey, it's a good carrot. Yeah it's a little big, and it is raw, but that's better that way. I mean it's firm and hard, you know, not soft or flaccid," he says. What the hell is he getting at? "Look, you can take your carrot and shove it up your ass!" I practically shout at him. "Maybe you should take your own advice," he says, raising an eyebrow. He's going away? He's just walking away, is that it? Is that all? What the hell was he talking about? I grab the carrot and look at it. It's just a normal-ass carrot. It's not even cooked either, what am I, a bunny? What the hell am I gonna do with this? And what the hell did he mean take my own advice? I didn't give him any advice. Except for him to shove it. Was he telling me to shove it? Prick. Wait a minute. Oh, he, shove it, oh fuck. Oh shit, maybe, maybe. I look nervously around the room. The two guards are done eating, but they're just sitting and talking. They might notice if I take it. Okay, okay calm down Orchid. Just chill out and eat some more chicken. If I can take this carrot back to my room, then, oh god. Oh god it would be so perfect. Oh god I just want to cum. I can feel the blood pumping to my cock already. Okay, just, just shovel this down. Got to eat anyway, god I'm hungry. But it's like I don't want to eat right now. My stomach feels like it's shrunk. It's like when you expect something to happen, you lose your appetite, even if you're hungry. I'm too busy figuring out how I'm gonna get it back to my room. And how I'm going to fuck myself through next month with it. Shit, I am tired though. What is with this place and it's sensory depravation crap? I thought this was just a marital aid thing. I tried asking before, they won't tell me where I am. Okay I guess I can understand that, but why can't I read a book, or watch TV, or just look outside? They're leaving! Great now I'll just…no, wait now. I've got to play this cool. If I leave as soon as they do, it'll look funny. Worse than that, they'll think something is up. Just relax, keep eating. That's good. Wait five minutes. No that's too even, wait eight minutes. Finish up the chicken, the mashed potatoes, and the vegetables. Actually I'll just slip the carrot in my pocket now while nobody is looking, get that out of the way. I don't think anyone's gonna check my pocket with this giant black metal thing sticking out anyway. Has it been eight minutes yet? No, shit. Okay, just keep going. Is the chef, cook, cafeteria worker, whatever he is called gone? Don't want him to see anything. Good, he's not around. Got to just relax. Check the pocket, carrot is in. All right, just get up slowly. Push the chair in, make it look natural. Don't put your hand in your pocket, carry the tray. I'll just scrape the bones and food I didn't finish into the trash, leave the tray on the counter. Good, good, everything is fine. Nobody is looking at you. Just got to get out of here. All right, now that I've gotten out of here I just have to get to my room. It's just a bit of a walk. I'll just put my hands in both my pockets, it'll look less obvious that way. No wait, maybe it looks too obvious. Wait, okay, no, I'll just slide the carrot up the sleeve of my robe, and close it a bit. Look a little less obvious. No, I'll show off my boobs a bit, nobody will look at my hands. Yeah there we go, just get the old girls out, show 'em off. With them and the giant chastity belt sticking out between them nobody will even think to look at… Oh, I'm here. Well that was quick. Told you this place is small. Nobody is looking for me, so I guess I must have made it. Okay, just got to get in and get ready. The room isn't too bad really. I mean it's pretty boring, but it's nice. It's got a king sized bed, which was nice to sleep on. At least I guess, I don't really remember sleeping. They must have changed the sheets, because it's completely clean now. I bet they would have actually, I did leave a mess. There's a dresser with some clothes in it, not that I could wear much of them. I don't know why they gave me clothes for someone who has a metal cock sticking out of her groin. Oh and I've got my own bathroom. Speaking of which, I need to relieve myself. The bathroom is nice. It's got a shower with a full bath, and is that two showerheads! I didn't notice that before, that's freaking sweet! Oh other than that it's just a plain, normal bathroom. Shower on one side, toilet on the other, mirror and sink there, and just tile everywhere, both the floors and walls. Okay I know it's gross and I don't want to like, sick you out, or anything, but peeing with a chastity belt on is, well, nasty. At first I thought like, okay, I'll try to pee out the tip, like a little hole at the top of the chastity belt, but that doesn't work. Then I try to you know, pee like a girl, but it just doesn't work out right. I mean first off I can't wipe myself, which is unhealthy. Then there's too much spill back, and it doesn't flow out as quick as I…okay, I'm sorry. That's gross, I won't talk about pee anymore. It's not like I like the stuff or anything, I'm not into pee. But when you've got a chastity belt on, it changes how you think about things like this, and I don't have anyone else to talk to. And hell, we all pee. Okay, moving on. Let's take another look at this carrot, hmm. It's a pretty big carrot really. I've had dildos that were smaller. I mean it's thick, probably about as thick as I've seen for a carrot. I don't know how to explain it really, other than it's size. I mean it's a carrot. It's like an inch and a half across maybe, and like nine inches long. But the tip was cut off, so it's still pretty thick even at the narrow end. And it's not cooked or anything either, so it's still hard. It wasn't even peeled, so there's plenty of nice ridges, nice hard bumps that…oh yeah. Oh hell yeah. Thank you Chester. Let's see, I guess this room is as good a place as any. Shit, come to think of it, this is the best room. I'll make a mess anywhere else. Well I'll make a mess here too, but if you're gonna cum, you're better off doing it where there's a drain hole in the floor. And I don't see a garage anywhere. Oh fuck, are they watching me still? Shit, well, maybe they're not. I mean, I don't see a scanner. And they couldn't possibly be watching me in the can could they? Hell Chester sounded so happy about this chastity device being some kind of solution… But why the hell would he give me this carrot? I'm not looking a gift horse in the mouth here, but it doesn't make a lot of sense. He let me cum yesterday, and now he gives me the carrot to get around the chastity device that HE put on me? Does he want me to cum or not? Why does he keep helping me like this? What is his angle? And where the hell do I remember the name Oglethorpe from? God, okay, enough of this. Let's get this shower going on for a moment. I'll lose this robe while I wait. It's such a damned strange thing to see this giant black chastity belt sticking out from my groin all of the time. Part of me wants to jerk it off all of the time. But it's a constant reminder that I can't cum. Well, we'll see about that. Let's get this started… Oh fuck! Shit, that water is ice cold. What the hell…oh, didn't put the hot water on, duh. Smooth Orchid, at least I managed to not scream. Okay, here we go. Nice and steamy, hell it kinda looks like a porno, except for this black metal beast between my legs. Well maybe it looks like a lesbian porno. Can't forget the carrot, can I? Okay, it shouldn't be too hard now. Oh god, that feels good. Everything else has felt so clinical, so much like a doctor's visit. Sure I had someone's fingers in my ass or a vibrator, but it was just there for no reason other than scientific. But not this carrot. What's up now doc? Man, the water feels so good on my body. The hot steamy drops of water pour over my body, soaking off the sweat. At first I kind of start like a normal shower, just washing my hair. But I have one showerhead pouring water on my ass, the other constantly massaging my breasts. Every droplet of water on my tits are magnified so much, making them so hard and… Ugh! It's happening again, god I can't wait! I gotta fuck myself, now! I better get this thing wet first. Which end should I put in? I guess the small end in first, I don't want to lose it. My pussy is so wet right now, I swear the room reeks of sex. I wish I could shove this carrot in my twat! I don't mean I'm just turned on, I'm soaking down there and it's like not being able to touch it is what makes me so wet. Even my chastity device is hot, but maybe it's just from the shower water. Okay, this thing is wet enough. It's now or never. Oh shit, oh god that feels good. I have had my ass fucked more in the last two days than I have in my life. I should be sore by now, but god it feels so good. Like I said I don't love anal sex, but this feels so good now that I'm the one in control of it, instead of being tied down. In and out, oh yeah, this is so great. Maybe I'm starting to love it. Ah my cock! God it feels so hard having the damned thing pressed up against it's metal cage. It sucks, and it hurts, but I can't help it. It's like someone squeezing down on your dick. It's not hard enough to really hurt. It's like a dull ache. But most importantly, it just makes your dick get harder and harder. And my cock is fucking hard right now. God I just wish I could rip this thing off! I know, I know, I'm repeating myself. Now that it's hard I can see the purple head pressing up against the tip of the cage. My precum is just dripping out already and I haven't even really gotten started. My tits are aching again. As I squeeze them more and more milk shoots out. God it feels so good. I feel like a goddamned cow milking like this. My nipples look like udders, and my tits fill up with like a gallon of milk every day! But it feels so hot, so great. My entire nipples are so sensitive though. It feels like they're both giant clits! I can't help but want to be milked. They're turning me into a super slut, I feel so goddamned horny all the time, but I can't help it. I just want to cum, that's all. And milking these tits helps so much. The milk just spurts out and covers the shower tile wall with my milk. I reach out and grab some on my hand. I pause for a moment to sample it, god it even tastes great! My breast milk is so good. I need more, I can't help myself. God I can't stop drinking it. I'm just squeezing the milk out and licking it off the walls as I fuck my ass. It's so good, the milk just makes me so horny, so, oh god! I cut out the middleman and just take the nipple in my mouth and suck it straight from my tit, like a baby. The milk is so great, oh so good. It's making me hotter and hornier, god. I have to remember to breathe, I'm drinking the milk so quickly. As soon as it leaves my tit it goes down my mouth, no wait. My mouth is coated in my thick, breast milk, it's all I can taste, and it tastes fantastic. My throat is hot, I feel warm now. It feels like my entire body is getting hot, oh yeah. Not just oh, hot, but, ugh, so horny. It's oh god it feels like I'm drunk or something. Can't forget about my ass. I got so wrapped up in my tits for a moment. I forgot about the main event. Oh fuck, that feels so good in me. God this is my favorite carrot ever. In and out of my ass, it feels so good. It's nice and ridged, so it rubs me in all the right places. It's nice and hard, which is good because I'm not taking it easy and I don't want this thing to break off inside of me. But more important, it's thick. I just want to jerk off my cock! I just want to finger my pussy! Why can't I? I swear my pussy is gushing cum. There's so much cum it feels like I'm peeing myself! And my dick, it's so fucking hard right now. I can see the precum pouring out, almost like when they milk me. But it's different, I can tell. This is precum. This isn't the same as when they were getting cum out of me. Oh god no. I'm just making so much cum that there's more precum cumming out. Oh shit, this feels good. So good, so hard. I must make a funny looking picture. Leaning forward against the tile wall of the shower, milk everywhere, one hand switching between breasts that I shove in my mouth, the other hand fucking my ass with a thick carrot, dripping precum and milk down my body and sinking down the drain, all with my cock as hard as it's ever been and my pussy dripping like a popsicle in August. This is so great! After two days of being manhandled like a piece of meat I finally get to be in control of my body. Oh god, oh yeah. This is the good stuff. Well, as good as it's gonna get. It's so hard to explain why it's different, and my brain isn't working like normal now. But instead of just trying to make the cum ooze out, I'm fucking my ass like there's no tomorrow. Not just that I'm fucking the hell out of my ass but I'm also sucking my tits like there's no tomorrow, both at the same time. I'm trying to cum. My cock is throbbing, my pussy is wet, my tits are bigger and my nipples are pouring milk into my mouth, while I furiously pound my ass. My mind is reeling, every inch of my body is caught up on the verge of orgasm, the very brink of cumming. I feel hot, but at the same time lightheaded. I'm in a daze. Just gotta do it, just gotta cum. Will feel so much better. So hot, so horny. My tits, oh god, milk so good. My pussy so wet, so hot. My cock so hard, can feel cum bubbling, boiling, wants to cum. Oh fuck, here it comes. Cums I guess. So close, so close, almost, almost, yes, yes, yes, I'm there, yes! "Chrysanthemum, stop it this instance!" Shouts the shrill voice of that flat chested Asian bitch. Fuck. I ignore her but it didn't matter. I have two guards wrapping their arms around me. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK! I was so close! I was so goddamned close and I just needed another fucking minute. I can feel the cum right there in the base of my shaft, why can't I just cum already? Why? I just start to cry as they drag me away. Fuck. 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