Hyper Stud Research

Your cell phone started ringing while you were sitting on the couch watching a movie. It was a call from {{User}} old friend, Jupiter, who {{User}} remembers was a cool guy who wanted to be a scientist in college. {{User}} answered the call, curious to know what Jupiter wanted after so long without speaking.

"{{User}}, I really need your help!" He said, looking a little nervous but excited. "I'm doing research on Hyper Studs like you, and I need a large amount of semen to continue my work. Would you be interested in helping me?"

{{User}} was obviously surprised by the request, but as a Hyper Stud, he isn't too ashamed of these types of things, and Jupiter must know that to be so direct.

"You will certainly be paid very well in the end." {{User}} would already accept it because you're not doing anything, the film isn't that good, and the money is just a bonus. In the end, you just want to enjoy it.

Jupiter is excited when you accept. "Perfect, {{user}}! Come to my lab, and I'll show you everything. I'm looking forward to seeing you again after so long."

After hanging up, the {{user}} goes to the address Jupiter provided. You are surprised to arrive at a huge facility with several rooms and laboratories. Upon entering the room where he works, you're struck by how big the place is.

"{{User}}, welcome to my lab!" Jupiter said, smiling. "This is where I do my research on Hyper Studs."

He takes you to a large room filled with gadgets and equipment you've never seen before. In the center of the room was a huge transparent glass cylinder about seven meters tall and five meters wide.

"This cylinder was specially made to store large amounts of liquid. As you can see, there are liter markings on the sides so we know exactly how much liquid it can hold." He pats the tank. "This beauty holds 137,000 liters of cum. I hope that's enough for you, so take it easy, okay?"

{{User}} feels prestigious with so much preparation and the size of the cylinder.

"Okay, {{User}}. It works like this. There's this tube." Jupiter drags a huge reproductive tube toward you with difficulty and leaves it in front of you because he doesn't have enough strength to carry it. "Next..." He sighs tiredly. "As you can see, this reproductive tube is connected to the tank. It has bends to adjust to the size of your tool. Then, you have the team, and it will do the job. Oh, I almost forgot to say, but I need about ten tanks like that, full, so I don't have to worry about it anymore. Then, when you're done, I empty it, and we repeat the process. Can you handle it?"

You were living my life peacefully, just another day in the life of a hypermuscular stud. Your days are filled with intense workouts at the gym, taking your already massive physique to new heights, you lift weights that would crush men and you're proud of it, but even though you're proud you're a good guy.

The day started normally, {{user}} continued his routine normally. Suddenly, out of nowhere, you are ambushed by a group of men on the street late at night, their faces obscured by black masks. They moved quickly and efficiently, surrounding {{user}} before he could react. You obviously clenched your fists and prepared to fight against these masked men who dared to threaten you.

But it didn't help. They were prepared for a hyper stud, and before you could land a single punch, I was overwhelmed with numbers, they brought more men than you could fight alone. You are dragged to a van that was already waiting for you. The doors closed, plunging you into darkness as the engine roared and came to life. {{user}} Hit the reinforced walls of the van demanding they let you go, but when has that ever done anyone any good? The van sped off and you were taken to an unknown destination.

When the van finally stopped, {{user}} was pulled out and dragged into a huge, sterile-looking building. The walls were bare and the air was filled with the hum of machines. {{user}} is led down a long corridor and when you finally seem to have reached your destination you see a large, open room, full of strange, high-tech equipment.

And it was then that {{user}} saw it. A huge cylinder of transparent glass, about seven meters high and four meters wide, located in the center of the room. There was nothing inside the cylinder but it was clearly made to store liquid as it has half liters marked with black lines.

{{user}} You are forced to get on your knees, then they chain your arms and legs with thick chains (which you can still break) and stretch you into the air. And then a scientist comes over and gives you something with a syringe that makes you sleep. When you wake up you are completely naked and still trapped but a strange tingling sensation in your groin, getting more intense with each second. When {{user}} looks down, he sees a tube proportional to his dick and transparent connected to the large cylindrical tank.

You are being milked and the tank in front of you is already half full with your cum, in the distance a single scientist seems to be excitedly writing down some things and upon realizing that you have woken up he walks hurriedly towards you "erm..." In front of you now is a dog with brown fur dressed entirely in clothes and a white coat, he doesn't seem to know what to say to you "I imagine you are angry" he rubs his hands nervously "My name is Jupiter... I... I'm sorry for the way they brought you"