Breeding the Earthling

!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction. Do NOT take it seriously.

CONTENT INCLUDES: Abduction, Rape, Body Modification, Mind Break, Non-humans, Sounding, Breeding, Lactation, Needles, Bondage, Sexual Pain and Torture, Enemas, Pumps, etc. Aliens treating a human like livestock.

This story is SMUT for SMUT'S SAKE! There is very little character development and it does NOT have a "happy" ending. Not for the human anyway.

Enjoy!

XOXO

June Lemmon

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Dear Student,

Congratulations! You have been selected to attend a special internship with renowned theriogenologist Professor Tok.

Your role will be to study and assist Professor Tok in his experiments, which focus on the reproductive abilities of the male life forms on planet 2814. This is a vital, hands-on position and will count towards credit.

Please note that we will conduct the study in the native language of the planet, so please bring an intergalactic translation device with you.

Warm Regards,

Universe University

***

Juro swung open the heavy wooden barn doors, the rusty hinges creaking in protest. "Come on, girls, time to come inside."

A small herd of brown and white spotted cows trotted towards him. The cows lowed softly as they passed Juro and headed instinctively to their usual stalls. The sweet scent of fresh hay mingled with the rich, earthy musk of the cattle.

Juro followed behind the last stragglers. He reached out to give his favorite cow Bessie an affectionate pat on her broad rump, when suddenly, a blinding white light flooded the farmyard. Juro threw up a hand to shield his eyes, squinting against the overwhelming brightness. The cows bellowed in terror, their eyes rolling wildly as a deep, oscillating hum reverberated through the barn.

High above, a massive silver disk hung motionless in the sky. Juro stared up at it, his mind struggling to comprehend what his eyes were seeing. Then, a beam of blue-white light shot down from the center of the craft's underside, engulfing Juro in a column of radiance. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, as if every cell was vibrating in unison.

Juro's work boots lifted from the dirt and he rose into the air, ascending helplessly toward the waiting ship. He opened his mouth to yell for help, but no sound emerged. He floated higher and higher, the farm shrinking beneath his dangling feet, until he was swallowed up into the bowels of the alien craft. Then, the beam of light vanished, and the UFO shot up into the sky, disappearing among the emerging stars of the night sky.

In the barn, the cows shifted and stomped restlessly, the events of the past minutes already fading from their simple minds. The barnyard grew still once more, the only evidence of the strange event a scattering of singed hay where Juro had stood just moments before.

***

Juro's eyelids fluttered open, squinting against a searing white light. He tried to raise an arm to shield his face, but couldn't move. Disoriented, he strained to lift his head and get his bearings.

As his vision adjusted, Juro realized with a start that he was completely naked. His body hung suspended in midair, his privates dangling, arms and legs spread eagle. Glowing bands of energy encircled his wrists and ankles. He flexed his muscles, struggling against the unyielding restraints, but it was useless.

I must be dreaming.

Juro craned his neck, squinting into the bright light. He could just make out hazy silhouettes moving about in the shadows beyond the glare, but the figures were too indistinct to identify.

A shadowy figure glided into the light. The figure, vaguely humanoid, had mottled yellowish-green skin covered in pulsing sucker-tipped tentacles. Its single eye, centered in its bulbous head, stared unblinkingly at Juro.

Now I know I'm dreaming.

"Now that the subject is awake, we can begin." A voice like a melodic trill bypassed Juro's ears and resonated directly in his mind. "Welcome to the program. I am Professor Tok. Today's subject is a prime specimen of a male human, a species native to planet 2814. The human's body was cleaned and shaved prior to class to ensure hygiene. Now, before we begin, are there any questions?"

"B--begin? Begin what?"

Professor Tok turned to Juro. "The subject asks the first question, how unforeseen. Today, the experiment is simple. We will attempt to impregnate a male human. You."

What the fuck?

"Professor," a voice called out from the dark room. "Please elaborate on how you determined the human's sex?"

Professor Tok trilled. "An excellent question. Let's start with anatomy." The alien picked up a rod and pointed it at Juro's chest. "As you can see, the subject is a bipedal, mammalian life form. Mammals have breasts that produce milk to feed their young. Both male and female hominids have breasts and nipples," the teaching rod flicked out, lightly tapping each of Juro's nipples‌. Juro felt an uneasy jolt to his nether regions. "While not as pronounced as in females, male nipples are also sensitive erogenous zones."

Professor Tok gestured to Juro's groin area with one tentacle. "However, a key anatomical difference between male and female humans is their reproductive organs. Males possess external genitalia: a penis and testicles."

The alien professor grasped Juro's flaccid member between two tentacle tips, lifting it for the class to see.

Juro let out an involuntary gasp at the sudden intimate contact. The sucker-tipped appendage pulsed and rippled as it encompassed his member. "H--hey! Knock it off!"

This dream feels too real.

"The penis serves as the conduit through which males eject seminal fluid containing sperm cells to fertilize the female's ova during copulation," the professor continued, unfazed by Juro's discomfort. "When stimulated, the penis becomes engorged with blood, expanding and stiffening to enable insertion into the female's vaginal canal. Ah, like so--"

As if on cue, Juro's member stiffened to attention, despite his best efforts to will it down. The class oohed and aahed. Juro's face burned. His most private parts were on display by this bizarre creature.

A second tentacle snaked out to cup Juro's scrotum. "These are the testes, which produce sperm and the male sex hormones," The alien fondled Juro's testicles, rolling the delicate orbs between its suckers. "During periods of arousal, the testicles draw close to the body in preparation for orgasm and ejaculation. Firm pressure can prevent this, delaying climax. Observe."

With its other tentacle, the alien stroked Juro's semi-erect shaft, gliding along the sensitive flesh with obscene slurps. The suction-cup-lined appendage released a slimy liquid as it stroked and squeezed his penis, coaxing it to shameful hardness.

To his horror, Juro felt an orgasm rapidly building at the base of his spine, his hips bucking into the tentacle of their own accord. But just before he could climax, Professor Tok's tentacle tightened around the base of Juro's scrotum, gripping his balls in an inescapable vice, denying him release.

Juro tossed his head back, a strangled moan escaping his throat.

"As you can see," Professor Tok noted clinically, even as his tentacles continued their merciless ministrations on Juro's throbbing manhood, "restricting the testes in this manner prevents ejaculation, even as stimulation continues. This technique will allow us to prolong the subject's arousal in order to collect multiple semen samples for analysis."

The alien brought Juro to the brink again and again, edging him ruthlessly, only to deny him relief at the last second. Juro could only moan and shudder as the relentless fondling sent surges of unwanted pleasure through his tormented body. The helpless man's hips churned futilely, instinctively seeking friction that was always kept just out of reach.

Another voice in the darkness spoke up. "Is there a way to observe the process of ejaculation, Professor?"

"Such enthusiasm for knowledge. Of course, I have just the thing here." The alien glided to a gleaming metal table laden with strange instruments and devices. It extended a tentacle, wrapping the elongated appendage around a thin, silver rod about the length of a pencil.

Juro's eyes widened in horror as he realized the alien's intent. He thrashed against his bonds, muscles straining futilely. "Wait, no! Get away from me!"

But Professor Tok paid him no heed. The alien returned to hover next to Juro's splayed body, tentacle-grasped rod at the ready.

"Now observe closely, students," the professor said. "I will insert this probe into the specimen's urethra, the narrow duct that runs through the penis. This will allow us an intimate view of the subject's interior structures and the process of ejaculation."

The professor grasped Juro's stiff member with a tentacle and carefully aligned the tip of the slender rod with the tiny slit crowning Juro's penis.

"Stop! Listen to me!"

"The human's penis is erect, allowing for easier passage. However, there may still be some discomfort. You will all have the opportunity to practice this technique, so when we proceed to the hands-on portion, please exercise restraint." With insistent pressure, Professor Tok slid the humming rod into the tip of Juro's penis.

Juro cried out at the foreign intrusion, back arching. A burning sensation spread from his groin as the professor pushed the wand deeper, feeding it gradually into Juro's body millimeter by millimeter.

Wake up wake up wake up wake up

Juro could feel the foreign object moving inside his shaft, gliding through the snug confines of his urethra. The rod seemed to pulse and vibrate as it pushed in further, like it was mapping him from the inside.

Juro groaned, sweat beading on his skin. It was an intense pressure, an unnatural fullness bordering on pain. But threading through the discomfort was a strange, shameful ribbon of pleasure that made his‌ legs tremble.

Professor Tok trilled again, the sound conveying a sense of clinical fascination. "Fascinating," Professor Tok said. "Note the sensitivity of the organ, as evidenced by the specimen's physiological reactions."

The rod hit bottom, pressing against Juro's prostate. A jolt of unwanted pleasure shot up his spine and he bit back a yelp. His hips jerked involuntarily, body instinctively seeking more of that tantalizing pressure even as his mind recoiled.

The alien tapped the end of the rod and instantly, Juro's abdomen lit up from within, his bladder and prostate gland glowing a soft, pulsing blue visible through the surface of his skin.

"There we are," Professor Tok said. "You see the repositor?"

A translucent floating screen shimmered to life in front of the class, giving them an interior view of Juro's glowing, enlarged penis. The students leaned forward in fascination as Professor Tok continued his lecture, using a tentacle to point out anatomical features on the display.

"Observe the internal structures - the corpus cavernosum and corpus spongiosum that become engorged with blood during arousal, enabling the rigidity necessary for penetration."

Professor Tok's tentacle on Juro's shaft began undulating faster, pumping and squeezing in a corkscrew motion from root to tip. Juro gasped and writhed as intense sensations radiated from his groin, ratcheting him towards a climax.

The class watched in rapt attention as the alien tugged and teased Juro's penis. The obscene wet sounds of the alien's ministrations filled the room.

"S--stop! Don't look!"

Professor Tok's tentacle released its grip on Juro's testicles, and they immediately drew up close to his body. "The testes ascending signals that ejaculation is imminent. The cremaster muscle contracting causes this."

Juro's abs clenched and his hips stuttered as the first wave of orgasm finally overtook him. His shaft twitched and pearly fluid spurted from the tip, splattering his stomach and chest.

"There it is," Professor Tok said. "Observe the rhythmic contractions of the prostate. Seminal vesicles and vas deferens working in tandem to propel the seminal fluid through the urethra with impressive force."

On the screen, Juro's pulsating urethra lit up bright blue from within as pulse after pulse of semen surged through it, pumped out by the contractions wracking his body. Ejaculate spurted out and painted Juro's heaving torso. He shook and moaned, lost in the throes of a seemingly unending orgasm.

Throughout the duration, the alien's tentacle tugged Juro's member, wringing out every drop until the human became a panting, trembling puddle dripping with his own essence.

"Note the coital flush on the subject's face and torso, an effect of the catecholamines like adrenaline released during climax," Professor Tok commented dispassionately, as if he hadn't just ruthlessly masturbated his helpless human subject.

Shame burned through Juro.

This can't be happening. It has to be a nightmare.

Juro prayed to wake up back in his bed, but those hopes were dashed as the examination proceeded in mortifying detail...