Day after day passed, and I worked. I worked and worked and worked and worked and worked and worked and worked. My mind was full of nothing but work of impregnating Succubi women, and doing disgusting and horrendous experiments on the scum of the planet. Each day, I would impregnate almost another dozen women after I would go do experiments on the scum.
Today was no different, and I had already sent a message back to the Elders at home that I had things I simply could not leave behind.
Which was true.
I could not leave these experiments behind, nor could I leave the Succubi behind. Sure, the Succubi would be accompanying me back to the City to start building that Illusion tower. That was not my problem, though. The experiments could not be moved, and if I did move them, those disgusting, VILE FILTH of human beings would have a chance for escape.
I would never subject anyone to their freedom again.
I had respect for the hate I directed towards the experimental subjects who had been taken in. The problem was that their words and actions had only gotten worse. I was not sure how it happened, but some of the B-ranked experimental subjects regained their strength at some point and caught a guard off guard. They were sloppy, though, and the guard in question was due for a shift transfer.
Which was the only thing that saved the B-ranked Bunny-kin from their subsequent actions, and if they had not been fighting over who would do unspeakable things to her. They would have gotten time to do those things. From the report, they had wanted to do VERY VERY vile things that would have left the bunny-kin in ribbons once they were done, and that was putting it mildly.
Thankfully, it had not happened, and new restrictions were placed on the B-ranked test subjects. My vile disgust for them somehow grew, and now before me, one of the subjects that the mouse trapped that soldier was before me. I did not realize how strong the beast was before me, and my disgust for him was palpable.
"Oh, another of your little whore bunny-kin, a silver-haired one, too. A little old for my liking, but I-" I shoved a wooden gag into his mouth and shut him up.
"Alright," I said, "Test Subject 0021A, proceeding with injection and growth," I reported for my own ears, and I picked up a needle. Before me, the vile beast lay on the table, and I carefully stabbed him with the thick needle. What I was doing was taking a womb sample from someone with the same blood type as this man and then injecting it into an area where it can grow.
I had been starting to try similar things with others, and this was a control test. I had already grown a womb from someone with their own cells. This was just to see what happened. I knew that it was an inhumane test, but I wanted this vile trash to feel pain, and the data would be useful either way. I had already brought in some more B-ranked bunny-kin wizards just to record data and symptoms, and it was proving useful.
The beast groaned on the table, and he growled at me while being completely immobile. He glared as hard as he could as I injected the sample into him. Using my mana, I felt it move into exactly where I wanted it, and I quickly wrapped it in my mana and started to grow it. I grabbed needles, and I started to stab the man a couple of times to force nutrients that I needed into him. I made sure to focus them in the areas I needed them, and I watched as the womb grew inside the vile human.
Then I finished leaving him with a hollow womb, then grinned as I did something that I had not done with others. I had not even thought about it before, but it was something that I had been forgetting to do with the others. It was an oversight I hadn't anticipated, but it also explained why I hadn't been getting more complaints from my test subjects, and I felt stupid for not doing it sooner.
I forgot nerve endings.
I was going at this like a back-alley organ harvester, and I felt vile for it, but once I put in the hollow womb, I started to grow the nerve endings. Then I watched, and I heard a Soldier. "Commander, the subject!" One of the guards shouted in surprise as the man started to scream into the gag.
The man started to shake and tried to free himself using that formidable B-ranked strength, but the table held. This was meant to hold people like him, and I continued, knowing something like this was probably going to happen. So I decided to stop and go the other way.
I snipped the small nerve growths from the man, and he shuddered, then gasped as the pain cut off. Then I used the nerve cells I had been growing and started to build the entire nerve apparatus, following what women typically have. There was not much needed, but I still grew them. Also, not much was relevant to something like a muscle, and I continued to grow those nerves using all the nutrients that were needed so they would stick around.
Once the hollow womb was completed, I went back to those nerves. Then I attached them to the body's network, so to speak, and the man started to scream for a moment. The man frothed at the mouth a little bit, then collapsed, and I finished attaching the nerves to his nervous system.
"Make a note to remind me that I might need to put them to sleep for the nerve attachments," I said in a monotone.
"Yes, Commander," One of the guards said, and I stepped back, and I wondered if I should do something like surgery on these people.
"We're done here," I said without care, "Make sure the subject is monitored and recorded. Report if something major is happening, but otherwise, monitoring only." I finished and turned, and the guards saluted as I departed, and I opened up the canvas of reality and stepped through it to my home and washed my hands.
I started to make notes on the problems in my testing, and one of them was nerves. Nerves were something I had not been thinking about too much, and some of my early subjects, like the first, had been missing the nerve endings in the artificial organs. It was a massive oversight, but luckily, at least in the womb itself, it had the receptors for those nerve endings. It was not that I forgot nerves; I just forgot to attach them to the subject's nervous system.
Still, I was getting intimate with those screams that had been missing in my earlier subjects, and it still made me feel like a monster. But it was only hurting monsters, so I could get over it. Still made me feel gross at the end of the day.
I was in the middle of taking notes, though, when suddenly I heard a knock on the door, and I frowned. I looked up and noticed my mother start walking in a moment later with a matching frown on her face. I looked back down and continued to put down my notes. "What is it?" I asked a bit more frostily than I meant.
"A bit frosty, are we?" My mother replied, sounding sad.
"I just came back from dealing with that Filth," I replied with contempt towards said filth. I could not help it, I just felt so dirty even being around them.
"Oh, that makes sense, why it sounds like you stepped in shit," My mother replied, and I scoffed.
"True," I said, "I am dealing with something fithier than shit. " In fact, shit is worth more than that fucking filth," I sneered, shaking my head. "I am putting down some research notes at the moment, though." I noticed a couple of changes from normal with my most recent specimen, 0021A, and I attached the new nerves to the filth."
"Hmm, dealing with filth is better than good people to learn how to deal with certain things in life," My mother said, and I looked up.
"What could not find a Vile beast of a Futanari for your experiments to learn about me?" I asked, remembering what she told me about what happens to Futanari women if they go too long without releasing pent-up cum after a period of time.
"Yes, actually, I found a Wolf-kin that was B-ranked, and although she more or less volunteered, she regretted it not long after," My mother said, and I winced. "Um, we eventually dissuaded her from doing something stupid, but," My mother shrugged as I looked at her. "She is still not happy. I think she went back to her tribe, though, and found a half dozen mates with the gold we gave her for her silence and cooperation."
"Fair, well, these filth should never be released to the public again," I finished with conviction before changing the subject. "Anyways, let's stop talking about these things. I would rather ask what brings you here," I said with a soft smile. "At least AFTER I finish these notes," I said, pointing at the papers before me.
"Hmm, finish them up, and we will talk," My mother said, but she moved forward, and I found her between my legs and pulling down my pants, "Anyways, I have to greet the Great Doorknocker here while I am at it," My Mother said, and pleasure started to twist through me, but I ignored it.
I tried to at least, and I continued to write down my observations from the subject today, and I groaned as I felt Doorknocker engulfed fully in my mother's throat. Still, I wrote a dozen more pages before I was done, and finished before I lay back and sighed and released a massive load now that I was no longer concentrating so hard. The slight loss of concentration at my task made me lose control and dump a massive load of cum straight down her throat and deposited into her stomach, and I loudly moaned as she sucked it all back.
"God, you are too good at that, Mom," I sighed, not even noticing that I no longer cared about the fact that I treat my mother like a lover. But my mother was not done yet. I looked down at her, and she looked up at me with those eyes, and I could see her lips move up a bit in a smile at the compliment. Then she pulled back a little, then shoved her throat back down on Doorknocker. Her breasts heaved, then she lifted herself up, and I slid back on my chair, and she mounted me.
It all happened in a couple of seconds, and my mom looked me in the eyes. Her lips took mine, and I felt her hand grab Doorknocker and bring it to her dripping wet cunt. I felt the buzz of electricity as it evaporated the clothes blocking the way to her cunt, and she pressed the tip of Doorknocker to her pussy lips before driving her hips down on my massive schlong.
I moaned into my mother's juicy lips, and she moaned into mine as our lips danced. She did not stop and started to bring her hips up and down without stopping. The pleasure was immense, and I moaned as she started to move faster and faster. The sudden sex with my mother took me by surprise, and I wrapped my arms around her and let her work. I moaned and kissed her as she drove her cunt down on Doorknocker again and again without a care in the world.
Moans filled the room, and I felt the kiss of our lips and her womb at the same time. She drove our kisses, dominating me and taking what she wanted from my body. I moaned and let it all happen, letting the pleasure course through me without care, and I loved it. I lost myself in it and felt it washing away the filth of those vile beings and even being in the presence of them, and then I released a massive load into my mother without a care in the world and heard and felt her moan into my lips.
I shuddered and pumped more and more cum into her baby room, and she shuddered.
"Mmm," My mother moaned as she broke the kiss and looked down at me, our breasts pressed together after a basic fuck. "Now, I have bad news," My mother said suddenly.
I was in the midst of post orgasm bliss when my brain caught those words, and I focused on her with them. "What?" I asked, not needing bad news at this point.
"Not that bad, Chelsea," My mother said with a soft smile and kissed my lips, but I was frowning now. "I will be heading back to the Elder Council," my mother said, "I will be working on what you asked me to, but," My mother shrugged. "One less Elder here is one less Elder in Border City." My mother told me, and I nodded.
That was not great. Elders were important for defense, but it should be fine now that the treaty is signed. It would have stopped her or insisted on another elder being here before allowing my mother to go, but there was one more reason I wanted my mother here.
"How did it go with Elder Kitty?" I asked my voice soft as if someone could overhear, and my mother chuckled and leaned forward toward my ear.
"She is in," My mother told me, then gyrated her hips, and I moaned. "But forget all that, and forget those Succubi sluts for tonight. Tonight, you are going to pump me full of so much cum, I will still look pregnant when I get back home," My mother said, and I groaned as she gyrated her hips even harder, and I smiled as she told me good news.
I did not get long to think of the good news before she started to bring her hips up and down the length of Doorknocker, sending pleasure throughout my body. Then I responded by lifting her ass up and shoving her back down on Doorknocker, crushing her cervix with a deep kiss. Our moans filled up my office till I finished making her look pregnant with the amount of cum I filled my mother with.
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