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At the breeding farm, it was
time. I awoke already strapped in, suspended in the air on something like a
dentist's chair with a strap tight under my bare breasts, metal My legs were
mechanically eased apart, and I heard the small wet sound of my pussy lips
parting. I struggled against the restraints, though I knew it was futile, I
couldn't get away from what was coming.
The device waited in front of me, large
and automated. It whirred to life and started moving. I tried to move my hips
away, but only managed to arch my waist upwards a bit. It was coming out of the
machine now - smooth, black, nondescript, and the dimensions of a man's cock,
for exactly the reason you'd think. I could see as it made its slow way between
my spread legs that it was oozing a clear and viscous fluid from the small hole
at its rounded head.
It got closer and I tried to contort myself, twisting my
torso as much as I could. Still it got closer to my exposed and open pussy, and
finally it pushed in between my inner pussy lips to press precisely against my
small vaginal opening, which twitched open and shut against it involuntarily.
The appendage paused there, and I could feel the cold gooiness on it. The
machine whirred again, and another mechanical arm reached over to me. This one
ended in a small plain object, and it came to rest atop and cover my vulva,
above the other appendage pressing gently into me.
I whimpered a little,
helplessly. Now in the right place, the object pushed down to apply firm
pressure into my upper vulva, with a bump on it pushing even more firmly against
my clit and making me clench my muscles. It turned on, and buzzing filled the
air as it started vibrating at a low level. I shifted uncomfortably. After a
moment it started feeling nice, making me even more uncomfortable.
The other
thing was still pressed lightly against my hole, every little movement I made
against it reminding me. I clenched my hands as the vibrations increased in
intensity and started coming in pulses. The buzzing was insistent again the
smooth damp flesh of my pussy, sending little jolts through my clit and up into
my body. The vibrator kicked up another notch and I gasped lightly, biting my
lip. I felt my vagina spasm open in response, like it was asking to be filled. I
bit my lip harder, disgusted at myself. Like it had been spurred on, the thing
waiting at my vaginal opening began to move again. It felt like it was oozing
more as it pushed against me slowly. It was too big to go in easily, but with
the help of the lubrication it was producing, it managed to breach my hole. It
pushed inside my vagina as the vibrator continued. It moved slowly, and though
it was uncomfortably large it was going in smoothly and relentlessly. I moaned a
little in protest but I couldn't stop it. It buried itself inside me, and when
it had penetrated as deep as it could, it stayed there. My breathing was fast as
the vibrator kept pulsing strongly against my sensitive clit.
I was trembling,
unable to escape the sensations from my pussy, and even the fake cock buried
deep within my pussy felt good. The pulsing vibrations continued for a bit, and
then the intensity went up again, with the pulsing at a higher speed. I couldn't
help but let out a pathetic sound and scrunch up my face. My leg muscles
clenched, and my vagina clenched around the intruder inside it. Seconds after
the vibrator's change, the thing in my pussy began to move up and down slightly,
like gentle mini thrusts, accompanied by little wet sounds. I let out an
unsteady hum through tight lips, facing upwards and grimacing. As the onslaught
continued I panted, pressure building up inside me, inside my sopping pussy. As
much as I tried to repress them, moans kept escaping from me. Under the constant
attention of the vibrator I was twitchy.
I cried out when the fake cock sped up
its thrusting, using broader strokes, and the intensity of the vibrator shot up
to unbearable levels as the buzzing turned to a whine. My clit was being surely
tortured, the vibration so strong it was reverberating through my whole pussy.
My body was moving with the thing fucking me, with sounds that betrayed how wet
I was. It didn't take long before it was too much for me, I couldn't hold back
the pressure anymore. My body grew taught as a bowstring and my eyes rolled back
as a shaking orgasm exploded through me. My vagina spasmed strongly and
rhythmically, and taking that as a cue the thing planted firmly inside me shook
a little, then without preamble launched a torrent of hot fluid inside my pussy.
I was ashamed of how that made me cum even harder, and I think I even squirted.
The thing kept gushing and gushing, and as I rode out the intense orgasm I felt
the fluid escaping my pussy and dripping viscously out of me. It felt like too
much, like it was pumping me full, and trying to thrust it deeper at the same
time.
The orgasm pulsed in waves through me, as the thing kept pushing its seed
into me. My mind grew fuzzy as my orgasm withdrew and I was left in the
aftermath, vagina still spasming occasionally. The torrent slowed down and then
a moment later finally stopped, the machine stilling. I was limp and dazed as
the machine whirred and removed both its arms from me, the fake cock slurping as
it came out and releasing some of its payload to fall in a warm heap down my
ass. With my third breeding over, I was returned, to await the next one.
I
wondered how long it would take for my belly to be filled with a baby at this
rate.
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