"You'll never get used to seeing her..."
Dr. Nelson stood gape-jawed, unable to make his mind process what he knew was there. It was one thing joining the project, reading the data, even watching the earlier testing...
Actually seeing her...
The blonde girl could have been his daughter's age. Her naked body submerged in a rectangular vat, swarmed and surrounded with these inhuman tentacles, each a different consistency and shape, taking turns with every orifice.
There was one curled around her eyes, ending only with three or four protuberance inside her mouth, shoving themselves in and out until they spat cum down her mouth.
Only to be replaced by the others...
The money for this research had been too much for him to resist. A year and he could move onto a real lab with enough money for his daughter to attend any school she wanted.
Besides, Dr. Nelson had seen the consent video. The girl waiving every right, nodding and babbling on about how much she enjoyed sex with the alien.
Because that's what it was...
He didn't need to have an advanced biology degree to figure that out.
The girl had tentacles inside of every one of her holes, competing to fit inside of her, squeezing around her legs and breasts, prodding and exploring every inch like a thousand exploring fingers. They tweaked her nipples, raking over her clit, and even tripled penetrated her holes, cumming and fucking in one collective, continuous climax.
She would coo, letting loose wails of pleasure stifled through the tendrils in her mouth.
Dr. Nelson stared, his cock stiffening a little as he saw the alien ejaculating into the woman's mouth, the semen dribbling down her chin into a spreading spill that dripped down the sides of her glass cage.
He could see in the water the nearly dissolved streams of white cum from the seed unable to stay in her pussy and anus as each of the ropes pulled out and were replaced, the entire case brimming with these sensual feelers finding her g-spot again and again.
The snap of a match broke Dr. Nelson from his trace.
"Should you be smoking in here?"
Dr. Ferrier ignored him, letting the newer biologist fill the tense silence.
"What... what are we measuring here?"
"Everything!" the gruff doctor spat.
"They must be after something in particular, I mean, why else do we-"
Ferrier cut him off, his eyes dull and defeated.
"They want everything Dr. Nelson." His voice was tired. "Vitals, reaction times, decimal levels on fucking moans, every scrap of data they can get their feelers on.
He let out a defeated laugh, the strain showing in his weathered face.
"Everything doctor, once they think of it!"
So they measured everything until exhausted, only to start again in shifts, cloistered away in the lab.
He watched the girl orgasm, forwarding along data about the length and duration, including observations about her reaction to different shaped tentacles. But there was always something more to do, something else to be measured and documented, experiments and assignments appearing only in terse script in their inbox.
Dr. Ferrier rarely spoke, inhaling cigarettes and secret nips from a flask as they continued in their macabre duties, sending on the data as the girl's mind eroded further, driven delirious by the continual attention of these changing alien tentacles.
But her vitals remain steady, as though sex alone with the creature could sustain her indefinitely. She remained sucking and fucking, kept in place as new appendages of the creature appeared, larger, more deformed, barbed and wide.
It didn't matter, her holes wantonly accepted every new cock, her readouts in an almost constant state of climax.
Nirvana...
Heaven...
And horror for the men recording the sexual end of her soul.
They sent the next girl separately from the box, the spitting image of Nelson's daughter, just a few years older, dark bangs that augmented eager, innocent eyes.
Yes sir, no sir...
Bubbly and polite, eager and sincere in her giddy desire even as Dr. Nelson inserted the alien embryo into the tank, the first few undersized tentacles already squirming in his gloved hands, already secreting dribbles of cum.