Asylum (Open)

Lotharian said:
((That's biological alteration taken a wee bit to far. But I'll let Shadow make the call since she's the thread starter!))

K thanks... I will understand if it isn't ok :)
 
Greg looked up as he heard the sounds outside his cell.

"What the hell is going on?" he said to no one, his voice sounding normal, as both of his selves had spoken as one.

He got up, his selves aggreeing for once, agreeing to find out what was the source of the sounds of fighting outside. He cautiously moved to the door, but couldn't see out.

ooc: anyone gonna let "the two" out? ^^
 
Doc Roberts

He watched Tiffany react, and pretty much pass out from the injection. Not the subject he had in mind for this treatment, but should be fun none-the-less.


"I'll call your wife and let her know you'll be working late."


“Thank’s, it seems I will.” He said through an almost evil grin.

He followed Marcus down to the lab, once the girl was restrained. They had all seen what happened to James, and Roberts had no plan to end up in such a state.

Good thing I’m the doctor around here, else Simone would probably spend me on one of these stupid projects too!

Arriving in the lab, he and Marcus quickly placed the girl, Mmmm, and what a fine thing she was – in a straight jacket, and nurses uniform, and not much else, onto the table. He was trying to recall the last time he’d been in the lab…to do his own dirty work….it had been at least a month, and very ….different… project. Something about instinct implantation…

Sadly, before much of the ‘study’ could begin, poor Tiffany would have to be monitored, the injection given her was of course highly experimental (as most were around here), so they’d have to ensure she survived before any ‘data’ could be collected.
 
Tseranc said:
.it had been at least a month, and very ….different… project. Something about instinct implantation…

I suddenly stop my call for help & listen intently.... it wasn't feeding time yet... no-one came here without food....grinning intently.... maybe there was a new person on staff coming to take a peek at me I will shock them if they peer in the window for me as I slink over to be at the door but just out of sight...ready just in case they open it up... :) I hear one very heavy set of footsteps... & another The Doctor !!!! I tense up, ready to jump at the first chance to get revenge for what has been done... Listening more I hear something being put down... but not on the floor... ahh well so much for early feeding & hear the restraints go on something... but there is no struggle...& I hear two voices talking but too far even for the wolf hearing to pickup with the echo in here of all the movement how could something alive not be scared in this place?
 
Simone peered into the monitors and watched the activity. She could still hear the angry yelling from the phone, laying idly on its side. She picked it up again.

"Yes, Mrs. Roberts. No, Mrs. Roberts. I understand, Mrs. Roberts."

Simone put the phone back on the hook and rubbed her ear a bit. She rested her hand on the other folder that read Project 1SX-4/1 and read the summary again.

Tests indicate that an aroused Stage 4 female will forcibly copulate with a normal male human being, leaving him in a wounded state, but still alive. However, as our other research implies, the pack mentality of these beings increases their levels of excitement. The hypothesis of this experiment is that a Level 4 female in the presence of another heighted female may leave her victim beyond a wounded state. In this experiement, we will place her with a Level 1 female. We will also observe the effects of an aroused Level 1 female.

*****

"Hey, Dr. Roberts. You think this is alright? I liked the upper level labs better. The lower ones are just too close to those... things."

"No, no, it's perfectly fine, Marc."

Tiffany began to wake up. Strange... feelings were within her. Warm.. feelings.

*****

Simone placed the summary back in the folder, entered her passcode, then typed in the cell number: 49. It was a little past feeding time, but that was none of her business. The creature in Room 49 noticed the door slowly opening. Why? Food was normally delivered through the slot. But she smelled the scent of humans down the hallway in the lab. And one of them was Dr. Roberts.

Simone, meanwhile, felt relieved. She wouldn't have to tell Mrs. Roberts Dr. Roberts would be "working late" in quite awhile.


OOC: Haven't heard from Opal yet, but hope this works. Stegral, enjoy. I haven't been on the receiving end on Lit, so to speak... :rose:



Scribe.
 
Tiffany started to wake up on the table....only to find her arms bound by a jacket....

Anger. Fear. How had they known? Her record was spotless....

But there was another feeling too. A stronger feeling. A warm starting from somewhere deep within. But she tried to force it out...it wasn't time for that now....however her body was telling her otheriwse...

She was feeling sexy, and she couldn't help it. She wanted it....no, rather NEEDED it....
 
"Marc, you know the procedure."

"Yeah, don't I doc.", Marc said. He caressed Tiffany's cheek, nearing his fingers to her lips. At Stage 1, the subjects still should act like normal human beings, but he made sure she wouldn't bite. After all, if she bit his fingers, that would be bad for... other parts of him.

He looked at her eyes and saw the lust building within her. "She seems safe and is responding, Dr." He then started massaging her breasts and rubbing her through the straightjacket and uniform. Despite the layers of clothing, she responded with a hot gasp and licking of lips.

"She's unusually sensitive on the breasts."

"Check the rest of her, Marc."

Marc lifted her nurse's skirt and looked at her underwear. Her white cotton panties were becoming wet. He touched them, and heard her moan, a little growl.

"She's a little more receptive than average, I think."

"Good. Start stimulating her and estimate her response."

"Gonna help me do that?" Marc smirked.

"Soon enough."

Marc liked being the guinea pig. Oh, sure, they occasionally bit, but at least he was first.


Scribe.
 
Tiffany gasped loudly as she felt Marc touch her through her wet panties.

"ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Instinctly she spread her legs as wide as her short little nurses outfit would let her. She knew it was wrong what he was doing...but it felt just so good...so much like what her body craved at the moment....

She arched her body..pushing her hips agaisnt Marc's hand as he touched her. Turnign her head she saw the doctor and gave a small whimper and moan....
 
"I think we should proceed."

Marcus pushed back Tiffany, and lowered his mouth to her pussy. He rubbed his cheek against her swollen snatch and felt the her wetness thorugh her panties. Her aroma smelled good as well, stirring more desire within him. He started licking her through her panties, his saliva mixing with her juices. As her hips began bucking against him, he then peeled of her panties, and resumed licking.


Scribe.
 
She shivered as Marcus strong hand pushed her belly back down as she arched.

Then, she nearly cried out in pleasure as she felt his tongue on her. Her young pussy was so wet already, and throbbing at his lightest of touches.

She struggled agaisnt the restraints of her straightjacket as her body built in heat and she felt on fire. Her eyes clenched shut and her full lips were open in a silent scream as her body orgasmed......

God, it's never been this good before!

was the only thought she could think of....
 
Marc felt the flood of Tiffany's juices on his tongue. I barely touched her and she's cumming! The juices spilled into the tray on the table.

"Marc, Collect her fluids and note what time it is."

"Then can I fuck her?"

"Sure. She's going nowhere."

Marc picked up the pan and dribbled the juices into the cup. He then stripped off his pants and rubbed his cock against her slit. She arched again, moaning.

"Shit! She wants more!"

Marc then plunged his tool into her cunt, fucking her slowly then -- ah, what the hell -- faster. A dirty idea popped into his mind and he picked up the tray. He then held the pan to Tiffany and said, "Hey, wanna lick your own juices? We need this tray nice and clean so we can find out how much cum your gonna fuck out of me."

Tiffany let out a gutteral cry as Marc continued humping her.


Scribe.
 
She screamed like an animal as he suddenly plunged into her. Her muscles contracted around him, making her tighter for him....

Her legs wrapped around Marc as he shoved so hard into her....The pain of the sudden intrusion only hightened the pleasure she felt.

Moaning she eagerly licked agiasnt the tray offered to her....
 
Marc watched Tiffany eagerly lick the tray like an animal. "Yeah, finish licking that tray, bitch. You're gonna taste a lot more tonight." Marc threw the tray across the floor, and grinned at Tiffany's bucking body. He felt her walls contracting against his cock. "God it feels so fucking tight. My cock *never* felt like this." Marc continued to pound into her hot flesh.

Of course, you haven't thought Simone to herself, watching the two on the monitor. There's a special chemical in that injection -- and Tiffany -- just for you.


Scribe.
 
Doc Roberts

Roberts stood back, to watch Marc work. He was pretty sure that sinister bitch of a director Simone had nasty things planned for all involved. Best to let someone else tread new waters first….at least when she had anything to do with it.

Oh Shit! Isn’t this the same lab level as….

He slipped his hand into his lab coat pocket…and gripped the tazer he kept there.
 
noticing the door opening slowly I am cautious.... stealth in me now like never before... in an instant "wolfie" takes over & I realize there is no-one at the door... it is opening on it's own... quietly I wait until it is open enough to fit through & make my escape... sneaking down the hall I sniff the air... Dr Roberts.... marcus..... and another bitch !!!! how dare she come into my territory.....I will make her sorry she did, after I find the male I smell & so want NOW I follow the scent of the male & come to a room I know all too well... rage almost overtakes me but then the need to fuck overtakes me..... I notice the male has the other bitch under him... I go over to him & rake my claws down his back.... wanting his attention...
 
The Lab

Oblivious to everything around him, Marc continues to plunge into Tiffany's pussy. He can only hear her moans and groans, and smell the odor of her pussy. He can feel his cock growing stronger and larger, as he tears Tiffany apart.

And then...

Marc is laying on the ground, his back arched, for the wrong reasons. He feels pain crawling down his spine, and grits his teeth in confusion. He writhes and moans, his urges fighting him back to consciousness. With his back on the floor, his red purple cock messily waves in the air, sticky precome and juices filling the room. The sounds of prey and the smells of sex only inspire the feral creature -- and Tiffany as well.

OOC: Well, I've never had a character taken simultaneously by a wolf and a woman in a straightjacket. This ought to be interesting...


Scribe.
 
Skye gave a soft sigh of relief as the hand was laid over her eyes, leaving her in cool darkness. It felt good, much better than trying to hide her face in Jane's shoulder(even though that was a bit more comforting). Leaning against the older woman, she nuzzled some at the hand and smiled, full lips curving into the most gentle of expressions.

A soft purring sound came from her throat as she sat there, taking comfort in the nearness of the first person in this place to show her kindness. Kinship, perhaps. Even a motherly protection. Not that Skye had any real understanding of how a mother would act... she'd never known one, atleast never known a figure like that that she can remember.
 
Hmmmm ... well, it seemed obvious that little Kitten was enjoying this. There was that purring. She nuzzled my hand, and I could feel her relaxing to a great degree.

Nice. But ... when I shifted my weight again, I heard the keys jingle.

Child or mother? Why were those the only options, any ways? Wasn't there something else? Well, I guess bitch cause I had brought that one man in the white coat down.

I shrug, and the motion causes Kitten's head to bounce slightly. I grin, feeling the child start to rise up again. Playfully, I start to bounce her head up and down with my shoulder, as my hand moves from her eyes to her back.
 
Tiffany cried out in pleasure louder and louder as Marc took h er savagely. Then suddenly he was gone, and her sex was empty and exposed to the cool air....she whimpered and began to beg, still on her back....legs still spread so wide......
 
Roberts

“That bitch Simone! “

He saw what was happening to Marc…and knew that while marc might get his jollies off one last time, that it was very likely it would for the very last time.

He grabbed hold of the table (one wheels) that Tiffany was strapped down to…and gently pulled it toward him, and then out the door. He sealed that door, putting at least some barrier between him and the beast they had created. He took the girl …well…he didn’t know why. Maybe because he had some shred of humanity left in him, but more likely because it would piss Simone off.

He knew his office was secure enough, and not watched. He’d had those damn cameras torn out months ago. And it had VERY thick walls. It also had a bottle of whiskey.

So that is where he latched the door, with the still panting Tiffany strapped down to a table, as he locked the large door to his office, and fixed himself a drink.
 
blackopal19 said:
Tiffany cried out in pleasure louder and louder as Marc took her savagely. Then suddenly he was gone, and her sex was empty and exposed to the cool air....she whimpered and began to beg, still on her back....legs still spread so wide......
Wolfie turned to the bitch on the table.... lashing out she tore the front of the jacket wide open exposing a heaving chest....the next lash was down the inner thigh.... I will teach this one it's place quickly.... she is not as strong or smart as I... as I look back at the male I notice the table that she is tied to is moving then dissappears.... I don't care... the smell of the male is drawing me.... I drop to the floor to see how bad I hurt him in my rage.....
 
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Doc

It wasn’t until he had a drink did he notice that the nurse tied to the table was bleeding. He grabbed some bandages and went to inspect the damage…then, and only then did he notice her breasts were exposed…which meant she wasn’t in a straight jacket…or restrained at all…
 
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