"You didn't think when you decided to break into one of the most well-protected scientific laboratories on the planet, did you?"
Eletha groans and looks around, only to realize she's strapped down to a lab table with a white-haired, blue-eyed Elven man looking down at her. A quick glance at the nearest wall clock told her it was 8:34 in the evening.
Her heart sinks when she recognizes him as the prince of Luninost.
Not that there was anyone else he could have been. The royal family was the only family with that hair and eye color combination. Tall and lean, the prince wore a white dress shirt, lab coat, and a pair of skin-tight slacks that accentuated a bulge in his pants that told her he was at half-mast and huge.
"Well I certainly didn't expect tranq gas in your damn bathroom and for the prince to be in the building." Eletha struggled and attempted to escape, but the bindings wrapped around her neck, wrists, and ankles were like steel.
She had been sent in to spy on the laboratory, maybe steal some documents. The money from this job was going to be funneled directly to the human rights group she worked with the most. "So... what're you gonna do to me?"
The prince chuckles softly. "The lab is attached to the palace, why wouldn't I be in here? As for you..." He smirks and turns towards a small cart next to him. "I have some... compounds I want to test on you."
"But... testing on humanoids is illegal!"
"No one knows you've infiltrated the lab, this chamber isn't on the floorplans, and is soundproof... no one will ever know you're here." He takes out a pair of scissors and skillfully cuts her suit off, the fabric hitting the floor with a soft rustle. As she curses and struggles, he forces a ring gag into her mouth, cutting off her ability to speak. "Besides, while testing on humanoids is illegal, keeping a lower race like you humans as a pet is most certainly not illegal." He grinned and squeezed her nipple, causing her to gasp and softly moan. "So I can do whatever I want to you, pet."
He smirks at her complete lack of breasts before reaching for a vial of pink liquid. "Let's fix that pitiful excuse for a bosom. I will not have a pet built like an ironing board."
Eletha made garbled noises that could have been obscenities as the sickly-sweet liquid poured down her throat. It was thick and viscous, already sticking to her throat as it slid down. Once it was all down her throat, he removed the gag and smiled. "Now we wait."
"What... was that?"
"Oh, nothing much, just a cocktail of hormones and chemicals. Estrogen, Prolactin..." He recited a few other technical sounding words before she was distracted by a burning ache in her chest, accompanied by a feeling of fullness as her breasts began to swell.
By the time they stopped growing, her breasts were the size of her head and felt oddly full. Her rock-hard nipples stood prominently in the cold air of the lab, now the size of the tip of her little finger.
"Much better." The prince grinned and gently groped her breasts as Eletha stifled her moans and pants. His fingers skillfully toyed with her nipples, sending a constant stream of pleasure through her body. After a few moments, he released his grip on her breasts and stepped back. "Now... let's see if there are any side effects."
Eletha tried to steady her breathing, well-aware of the warmth building between her legs. Her breasts felt so full they ached and throbbed in a way that caused the warm ache between her legs to intensify.
The prince pushed a button and the table she was strapped to started to move and change position. Soon, she was on top of the table on all fours, her breasts swaying gently.
This is humiliating...
The air, cooled by the lab's climate control system, caused her exposed pussy to twitch and spasm.
"Now that you're in position..." He grabbed what looked like a pair of milking tubes, connecting them to her breasts and turning on the machine. Eletha stared in shock as her breasts began to leak milk into the machine.
"Hm. Seems it causes lactation. Good to know." He chuckles. "Maybe I'll keep you for just that."
Before she could protest that statement, a machine with a slim protrusion emerged from under the table and aligned itself with her damp, trembling pussy. It pushed inside with a soft squishing sound and started gently vibrating inside her.
Pure pleasure exploded in Eletha's brain, chasing away her thoughts and leaving only a focus on just how good what just happened was.
"Ohh..."
Then the protrusion began to swell, filling her pussy tightly. Eletha groans softly, panting and trembling at the sensation of being filled almost to rupture. It felt heavenly, being filled like this.
"Oh, gods... it's so big... it's gonna break me..." Eletha's face reddens, not realizing she'd said that aloud. The embarrassment was driven away quickly as the thing inside her continued vibrating.
The prince laughed and squeezed one of her nipples, causing her to moan loudly and slightly buck her hips, only driving the device deeper inside her. "You're already on edge? I've only just begun. But..." He smiles as his phone starts ringing in the nearby desk. "Oh, drat. I nearly forgot about dinner with my mother. Foolish me, I'll be late if I don't hurry." He types something into the touchpad, then smiles. "Have a good night, my pet."
The prince then turned and left, leaving Eletha at the mercy of the machine. The clock on the wall said it was 9:30.
It was nearly another half-hour before the machine sucking milk from her breasts disconnected. Her nipples were bright red and tender, leaking a few drops on the table before they stopped.
The thing inside her pussy slid out, causing her to emit a soft whine. The machine chirped and whirred, then moved her into an upright and seated position, her legs spread wide open.
Dazed and confused from the move, Eletha could only stare as the machine slid a pair of metal rings over her breasts, the fabric lining them cool against her flushed skin.
The rings tightened, clinging to her breasts as they extended metal rods similar to insect legs. They were tipped with pads that looked like the head of a toothbrush.
She yelped as they made contact with her nipples, the bristles silk-soft and almost soothing. Then they started to vibrate gently as the rods spun, leaving no part of her nipples untouched as the silky fibers swirl around the rosy nubs.
"Ohh... please, stop that, they're still sensitive..." Eletha whimpers, as if expecting the machine to understand her.
Not good... if this keeps up, I'll orgasm for certain...
Eletha wasn't sure what bothered her more, the idea that a machine was going to make her come, or that the idea excited her. The rods start spinning faster, driving the thought from her mind as her pussy started dripping onto the floor. It was aching, yearning for release.
"Oh, yes... faster..." Eletha's cheeks redden at the words coming out of her.
What's wrong with me!?
"Please... give me more..."
As if hearing and understanding her, the bristle pads vibrate more intensely, bringing Eletha to the brink of release.
"Yes... please, I'm almost there..."
A third metal ring snapped around her waist, a single bristle pad tipped rod emerging from the front and pressing against her clit. After a second, it starts vibrating at the same speed as the ones on her nipples.
