Published: February 19th 2022, 4:55:05 am
Pt. 1+2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5 Pt. 6 Pt. 7 Pt. 8 Pt. 9 Pt. 10 Pt. 11 Pt. 12 Pt. 13 Pt. 14 Pt. 15 Pt. 16 Pt. 17 Pt. 18
CW: Smutty sexy smut smut (anal toy)
"We can have you on your knees or your back, pet."
Daddy had returned me to the softer padded changing table, deeming the hard wood of the display shelves and counters to be too uncomfortable. It wasn't a question of whether this test was happening; the only choice I had was in what position. I looked at the gigantic green dildo - gigantic from my perspective, at least - with trepidation, feeling my butthole clench at the prospect of having such a monster shoved inside me.
"Um... Knees," I stammered, hardly able to get the words out in front of my un-asked for audience. "Do I really have to?" I asked. "It's so embarrassing with everyone watching... and the toy looks really big..."
"Don't you worry, pet. Everything will be fine. I promise. And your Daddy never breaks a promise."
Daddy's answer was definitive, but it was a small comfort. There were still a lot of eyes on me - My 10-foot tall fuzzy green marten master, his two 8-foot tall servants. Nyctos, the big red panda, and of course his own pet, who looked relieved that it wasn't them getting their 'diagnostic test'. Daddy gently spread my legs a part, and pushed me back to untape my diaper, gently pulling it down.. He took a condom from a recessed pocket in the table and ripped it open. I felt so small and helpless as he gently took hold of my bits and rolled the condom down over it. There was something about that feeling of being helped like that - helped to go potty, helped to dress, or helped to put on a condom - that just instantly put me in a different headspace, and whether he knew it or not, Daddy was doing a very good job of putting me there.
"Okay, little one," he said, guiding me with his two warm fuzzy hands. "Onto your knees.. That's it. We'll just leave the diaper open down here just in case."
I looked down between my legs and stared at the open padding, trying to ignore the straining condom-covered pee-pee handing out in the open between my legs. I felt nervous. I was actually trembling. I had never done anything like this in public before - Bret had barely got me comfortable with a single finger in my butt before I was abducted. How was daddy going to-
"EEP!" I yelped as I felt the cold lube hit my hole. I had been so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I hadn't noticed Daddy moving in behind me to prep me for my 'diagnostic'. Probed by aliens. How stereotypical was that for an alien abduction?
"Daddy..." I whimpered as he rubbed the lube into my skin. A strong tingling was starting up between my cheeks. "That feels weyeeuhhhhuhhhhh..."
My words turned into a nonsensical moan of pleasure as his finger pressed inward to penetrate my slightly numb and tingly tightness. Even though it didn't hurt, his fingers were massive compared to my own, or even Bret's. So as he began to add more fingers, he carefully instructed me.
"Breathe, little one... that's it... nice deep breath... and breathe out... that's my boy... open up for Daddy... very good, little one. Such a good boy!" Warm tingles spread over my body as he praised me. I forgot how good it felt when Master did that. I had a big dumb grin on my face as he pressed inward, curving his fingers to hit a new place inside my rectum halfway to my belly-button.
"Uhnn..." I said, as I felt my cock throb. A squirt of whitish liquid appeared in the tip of the condom.
"Wow, would you look at that? He's squirting already..." said Daddy.
"Oh, you're lucky," said Nyctos. "It appears he's super receptive to the milking procedure. Not all pets are quite so ready to give up their juices. But it seems like his species is primed for milking..."
"It does seem that way," mused Daddy as he pumped his fingers in and out, pushing against my prostate with each thrust. "Calm down there, boy," he said, giving my but a light smack as I began to squirm in embarrassment and slight discomfort at the new sensations. It felt a little like I had to pee and because I wasn't used to it, my mind hadn't fully connected these sensations with pleasure. That was soon to change, however, as Daddy announced me ready for my procedure.
"Here we go, baby boy. Ready or not, here I come."
Laffy held my left hand, clasping it supportively while Maffy stood to my right holding the other one. I squeezed back on both hands, squeezing my eyes shut as I felt the thick, blunt-headed intruder begin to force its way inside, inching toward that pleasurable place that Daddy's fingers had just vacated.
"Just a few more inches and... there we go..." Daddy sounded relieved as the thick green tool passed my sphincter and sank inside me.
"Unh!" I cried out, choking off my yelp before I drew any more attention to what was happening in the middle of the market. My heart was hammering in my chest as I looked around at all the passersby. Anyone could just glance over and see what Daddy was doing to me, and some had already stopped to gawk. I made eye-contact with Nyctos by mistake, and quickly glanced away, blushing hard. I could still see his open, friendly smile burned in my mind. How was this normal for them? I looked and saw that although Daddy was clearly turned on by what was happening, he and the others seemed to take innocent joy in the process of what they were doing to me, like one would smile at a pet getting a belly rub.
"Thaaat's it boy. That's a good boy!" Daddy cooed, as he watched my cock throb and spurt more juice into the condom. "Let's take a look at the readout.... Temperature, 310 Kelvin, heart rate elevated but within normal parameters, sexual response,l excellent... ahhh who's a good boy? Is it you? Is it you?" he said, as he pressed the green toy harder into my prostate. I closed my eyes, breathing hard, my mouth open, panting now as I felt this feeling building up behind my balls. It was like jacking off, or at least the distinct feeling of that sensation below the base of my penis, building up as my arousal and frustration mounted. I wanted to grip my pee-pee with both hands and rub one out, but I knew that the semi soft cage around my pee-pee would instantly harden and prevent that from being successful.
"There we go, Spot. You can do it. A little more, now. Be a good boy, now..."
I lowered my head, ass in the air, til my cheek touched the soft padding of the changing table. I wanted to scream in frustration at how close I was to cumming and how much it was out of my hands - literally. I coudln't bear being so close to the edge without tipping over, and yet, somehow, this anal intrusion made it possible. How was it possible that I hadn't released my load yet? I was sweating now. I could feel the wetness on the leathery padding as my cheek and temple rocked back and forth over the surface with each thrust. Daddy's two handed grip ensured that he could give me a nice, thorough, heavy fucking, hillting the toy to my depths as I whined, beyond caring how much noise I was making.
"That's it, pet! Make those cute little noises for me. Oh, you're such a cutie, yes you are! You're doing so good for Daddy! Such a good boy! You're about to cum for me now, aren't you? You can do it for Daddy. Good boy!"
The warm tingle from those words was the final push I needed to tip me over the edge, and I cried out as my balls contracted and pushed all my semen right into the condom's reservoir tip.
"Ahhhhhhhhh," I cried, "rrrrr!" Filling my condom with so much milky seed it looked like I had been saving it up for a month. I was completely out of breath as I felt my muscles contracting involuntarily, pushing every ounce of semen out of me. My whole body tensed up and I could feel the air cooling the sweat on the back of my knees as my legs went straight out, pushing my butt higher in a Triangle pose.
The rest of the critters around us gasped in amazement as I came what must have been the hardest come of my young life, but it was just background noise to me. It was just me and Daddy, me following his soothing words as he slowly eased up, pulling out of me and gripping my peepee to milk out the last drops...
And then another hand was rolling off the condom. And hands were petting my back and my legs and my head, friendly voices telling me what a good boy I was and I actually felt a sense of pride at hearing that, though all the panting I was doing as I tried to catch my breath.
"Such a good boy. Good boy spot!"
"Good boy!"
I couldn't tell whose paws were whose at this point, and only managed to make out bits and pieces of what Daddy was saying through the shower of affection the others were throwing my way.
"Can you put this in the sample analysis receptacle? Thank you."
"Looks good, his hormone levels are excellent."
"Do you think you can make more...?"
"No need to worry about that now... just good to know that he's healthy and fully functioning..."
"Alright, spot. Let's get you padded up now."
I was actually relieved as I was turned over onto my back, back on the crinkly padding which hugged my spent bits in its inviting softness. I looked around and saw a very happy crowd had gathered. The shop employees were quickly taking orders and collecting cash as fast as they could, and Daddy was just gathering me up into his arms and padding my well-protected butt when the proprietor came in to thank us for the fantastic 'demonstration'.
"Have an extra one for free, on the house," he said, pressing a box into Nyctos's hands. "We happened to have one in reserve and I noticed your pet looking a little envious. I hope you'll accept it."
"Score!" said Nyctos, before catching himself and saying a more polite, "You honor me well." I didn't think it was possible for a red creature to blush, but somehow, Nyctos managed it pretty well.
After a round of handshaking, bowing, hugging, and congratulations, Daddy was able to press his way through the throng to strap me back in my stroller and move away from all the commotion.
"They can send all our purchases to our homes. They know where we live," said Daddy, before throwing up a fist and saying, "Who's ready to eat?"
The others cheered, seemingly hopped up by the excitement of what had just occurred. My tummy grumbled too, and I hoped it was from hunger and not something else. It was just hard to tell at this point, with my bowels still rearranging themselves after being left empty from the thorough plumbing they had gotten.