Date: Sat, 5 Jan 2008 09:31:54 -0500
From: Anthony Writer <anthonywriter@hotmail.com>
Subject: new sci-fi story, the infestation

Doctor Andrews looked down at his monitor in consternation. The eradication
procedure was taking much longer than expected. Twenty minutes ago he had
to have his assistant sedate the man in the treatment room, but even with
the sedation and restraints, the naked male in the treatment room still was
convulsing from the treatment cycle. Andrews looked through the clear glass
window separating his control center from the treatment table. He could see
sweat dripping off the muscular man, and could only imagine the sensations
the eradicator were creating in the man's pelvic area. Finally the monitor
showed the last of the infestation destroyed in the man's body, and Andrews
backed off the current. The man's body stopped heaving, but he was still
breathing hard as the technicians entered the room, disengaged the
extractor, transferred the man to a gurney, and wiped off the huge amount
of semen released by the procedure. The doctor met the gurney just before
the technicians covered the naked form with a sheet. Even 5 minutes after
removal of the extractor, the man was still hard and his thick nipples
still were contracted into firm pencil-eraser sized mounds of flesh. This
was the third one this week...

Parker started off on his overnight camping trip like he had several
times before this season. He liked the solitude offered by the mountains,
and he and his friends had found a particular site that had a great of
clearances for setting up tents, nice views of the mountains, and easy
access to fresh water. His slim, muscled body enjoyed the workout of
hiking, and he loved how the sun bleached his blonde hair and made what
little body hair he had almost disappear. What he didn't know is that all
of the men being referred to Doctor Andrew's facility had recently camped
overnight in this area. The men were so confused and oversexed that the
good doctor couldn't find out anything about what had happened to them,
let alone notify any authorities as to how to prevent these infestations.

Parker and his friends had a great hike and made it to the campsite just
before sunset. They pitched their tents, built a fire, and proceeded to
cook dinner. It didn't take long for the whiskey to come out after
cleaning up the campsite, and with the exertion of the hike the men
quickly headed to their tents and a deep, partially drunken sleep in the
cool night air. The men had been around the campsite long enough for
their pheromones to spread into the woods, and around midnight it took
notice. It started to follow the scent back to the camp, and it focused
on the strongest scent which was coming from Parker's sleeping body. It
slid into Parker's tent and slowly worked its way up Parker's leg. It
secreted a drug on Parker's skin that would keep Parker from resisting or
remembering, but what it didn't know was how long it had been since
Parker had been fucked, and how desperate Parker was to be invaded.
Parker was deep in a dream state, and the sensations it was creating had
started a sex dream in Parker's mind. Parker was now thinking of a
bondage session he'd had years ago, and was begging his master to take
him.

It made its way between Parker's legs, and hesitated briefly before
boring into Parker's anus. It dug in until it bumped against Parker's
prostate, and upon finding the swollen gland, it extended a proboscis,
piercing Parker's rectum and implanting itself deep in Parker's gland.
Parker hardly noticed ^Ö in his dream he had just taken his master's
thick cock deep into his ass. It sent two of it's tendrils around
Parker's scrotum, and the tendrils searched for Parker's thick penis.
They followed the shaft, then focused their attention on the wet tip. It
had to squeeze it's tendrils together to fit them into the narrow slit,
and with an undulating motion worked itself down the inside of Parker's
urethra, past his prostate, then around his ejaculatory ducts, coming to
rest in his testicles. In Parker's mind another dungeon master had just
sounded him with a thick metal rod slid down into his penis through his
urethra.

It started to engorge itself and its tendrils, which Parker just
interpreted as his tops starting to pump away at his bound body. It began
to pulse, as it entered its own reproductive cycle. It reached it's
version of a climax, as it released millions of its own cells into
Parker's glands. As the release increased, it went rigid, and anyone
watching Parker's body would have seen his cock and scrotum articulate
under the force of the rigid spasming tendrils, and see bulges moving
down the tendrils and through the distended penis as the tendrils
deposited their cargo deep into Parker's body. What would have been pain
without its secretions was transformed into waves of pleasure, and just
as it finished implanting Parker came. Parker's semen and fluids never
made it out of his body; its tendrils absorbed every last drop before
both it and Parker relaxed. Its job done, it slowly slid out of Parker's
orifices. Easing back down Parker's leg, it slowly retreated back into
the forest. Parker drifted off into a deep sleep, imagining his masters
doing more and more extreme things to his body.

The next day Parker woke up at sunrise, and was surprisingly refreshed.
None of his friends seemed to have slept that well, but after breakfast
and some coffee the men were all ready to face the day. They had a
pleasant hike back to their cars, and Parker joined them for a movie and
dinner once they got back into town. Parker had barely finished unpacking
when he started feeling very tired, at which point he went to bed and
fell asleep. The organisms in Parker's body had started to grow and
spread, and were secreting just like it had the night before. The
secretions triggered Parker's dream again, and as they worked on Parker's
glands Parker once again relived his fucking, probing and estim
experience in the dungeon.

Parker woke up almost at noon the following day. He was incredibly horny,
and his balls and ass where aching like they never had before. He made
his way to the shower, and soaped and rinsed his taught body. He brushed
his cock, and as he soaped it up, he suddenly experienced an intense
orgasm. Unlike a normal orgasm, he came with so much fluid that it felt
like he was pissing, not ejaculating. It was intensely pleasurable until
the very end when it felt like a burning iron was trying to pass through
his cock. Parker could barely stand at this point, and decided to head to
the hospital.

Parker got to the emergency room just as his erection had returned. He
couldn't bring himself to explain to the nurse what was happening, but
one look at his ashen face and his trousers was enough ^Ö the Nurse knew
to send him right to Doctor Andrew's ward. One of Andrew's technicians
came down and collected Parker, but by the time he got Parker to the
treatment room Parker was so horny his body was making thrusting motions.
Parker was too delirious to say or do anything at this point, and the
Doctor directed the technician to put parker directly onto the
eradicator.

The eradicator was a combination mini-MR scanner and electroshock device.
The scanner fit around the man's pelvis, and allowed Andrews to locate
the organisms within the male genital organs. The electroshock device had
a number of internal and external electrodes and provided the means for
Andrews to focus the treatment currents on the intruding organisms. The
technician cut away Parker's clothes, and he and Andrews arranged the
sweating blonde form on the extractor table. Parker was then restrained
to the table to keep his arms, legs, or pelvis from moving, and the
technician put a mouth gag in Parker's mouth to keep him from biting his
tongue. In Parker's state, this was just interpreted as a thick cock
sliding down his throat. Just like many men before him, Parker
involuntarily started sucking the gag and moaning from behind it.

Andrews then inspected the electrodes. The external ones were simple
pads, which Andrews attached to Parker's lower abdomen, glutes, and
testicles. There were two internal electrodes, one for the anus and the
other for the urethra. The anal electrode was shaped like a curved
butt-plug, and was designed to make contact with the entire prostate
surface. The urethral probe was long and curved with a bulge at the end,
and meant to sink all the way into the penis, settling in the prostate
itself and forcing the internal ducts open. Andrews slid the anal
electrode in Parker, noting that the man's retrained hips were trying to
flex, and that the sphincter was wildly pulsating around the metal even
though no current was applied. The urethral probe was next, and the
technican noted a muffled yell from Parker as the bulge forced its way
down the erect penis, and distended the infested prostate gland. Finally
Andrews threaded a catheter into a tiny slit in Parker's abdomen, and
providing a supply of synthetic fluids to Parker's glands so they could
withstand the treatment unharmed. With Parker's body encased with probes,
Andrews slid the scanner into place and retreated to his control room.

Andrews ran the first scan, and saw the now all too familiar pattern. The
organisms had spread throughout the testicles and prostate, and Parker
would require an extensive treatment. Andrews turned on the eradicator,
and using the computer controls began to focus the current on the left
testicle. To keep from injuring the subject, the treatment could only
focus on one small area at a time. Once the current focused on the lower
half of the testicle, Andrews increased the current flow and killed the
intruding organisms. The effect wasn't limited to the microscopic
creatures ^Ö looking up through the window Andrews could see Parker's
body strain under the restraints, and his smaller nipples started to get
hard. Parker's penis throbbed, and just like the men before him Parker
climaxed with more force than was normal for a human. The cum forced its
way around the urethral electrode, and spurted over Parker's crotch and
legs, with the final jets dripping down the side of his cock. The scanner
kept Andrews from witnessing the ejaculation directly, but he could see
the occasional jet of semen shoot out from the scanner, and the
stiffening blobs glistening on Parker's legs.

Andrews shifted the current to the right testicle, and proceeded to
eradicate the organisms there. Alternating back and forth, Andrews slowly
cleared the scrotum of all sings of infestation. It took 25 minutes,
longer than any man thus far, to clear, mostly due to the larger than
normal testicles Parker had dangling in his sack. Parker had something
like 10 different ejaculations during this time, and if it wasn't for the
catheter Parker's glands would have been exhausted after the first 3. Now
Andrews prepared to tackle the heart of the matter ^Ö the organisms
lodged deep in Parker's prostate. The previous men had to be sedated at
this point, but the technician told Andrews it looked like Parker was
actually enjoying the treatment. Andrews decided to go forward.

Since Parker's prostate was sitting in the geometric center of the
electrodes, Andrews was able to treat the entire glad with one pulse
session. Andrews focused the current, and then started the sequence.
Unlike the smaller probes around Parker's scrotum, this flow was much
stronger and larger. All of Parker's pelvic nerves were subjected to the
estim, and the force of stimulation burned through all the effects of the
secretions, and Parker was jolted into full consciousness. Andrews saw
Parker's eyes open wide, but it was too late to stop the sequence. The
current increased, and the restrained man's body arched and bucked under
the restraints. All Parker could feel was a massive wave of energy
between his legs, and suddenly it felt like his entire body was
ejaculating. The force of the spasm was so great Parker broke one of his
restraints. His body flexed for a full minute as the current killed off
the last of the intruders while causing Parker's genitials to pulse out
jet after jet of cum.

The current sequence finally ended, and Parker collapsed back on the
treatment table. He was unconscious and covered in layers of sweat and
semen. The technician wiped him down with alcohol to clean up the mess of
fluids as Andrews entered the room and removed the electrodes. Parker
seemed to groan as the anal electrode was removed, and his hips flexed as
the urethral probe was removed. His nipples and penis were still hard as
he was wheeled from the recovery room. As Andrews went to fill out his
chart, he noticed Parker was wearing hiking boots. Andrews hadn't noticed
it before, but as he went through the ward he found that all of the men
still there had hiking equipment in their personal effects... he had
finally found the break he needed!