Page 17 of Bound by the Mad Scientist

“Interesting consequences like my dick growing an inch and nutting so hard I almost saw God—fuck.” I winced as the rest of my body stopped itching, but the spot in my lower back turned painful.

“What? What’s wrong?” Kel approached me.

“No, just…” Scratching did nothing to ease the sensation. And it went lower, pausing at my tailbone.

“Just what, Adrian?”

“No, I was itchy all over, but now it’s like, centralized over my tailbone.” I scratched as hard as I could, with the same disappointing result.

“Your whole body was itching, and now it’s only a single point? Does it hurt?”

“Yeah, kinda.” It moved down into my buttcrack. “It’s moving right now. Lower.”

Kel turned to one of the screens and tapped away. “Keep describing what you’re feeling.”

“You’re scaring me, man. What’s going on?”

He met my gaze. “I don’t know, Adrian. But we’ll find out.”

All at once the itch moved down my crack to around my butthole, then inside it. “It’s… it’s… in me?” I didn’t know how else to describe it.

“In you? How? Are you feeling discomfort from inside your body?” His tapping became frantic. “Where is the sensation coming from?” Kel moved from one screen to another faster than I could keep up.

“No. Like in my… in my… butthole.”

Kel stopped. “Around your anus or inside?”

It stopped itching and began to throb. “Inside. And… and… it’s growing, not moving, but getting… deeper.”

Kel laid me down and wheeled over some device that looked like a big ring of camera lenses. “Okay, we’re just going to run some tests. I need to know if the bots are localizing, or if you’re just experiencing some as-yet-unknown nerve reaction.”

“Kel, it’s—AHH FUCK!”

My back arched as a wave of sensation crashed over me. My head dug into the gurney as I gripped the sides. It didn’t hurt exactly. Or it did, but a good pain, like poking a bruise or picking a scab.

The device turned on after a few more of his taps. Different colored lasers swept over me in every direction, back and forth. He said, “Just hold on, okay? Just hang in there.”

It became overwhelming. Every nerve in my body screamed in a mix of anguish and rapture. In a single instant, my cock went from flaccid to raging erect. “FUCK, KELVIN!!”

“Tell me what’s happening! The scans aren’t… what are you feeling, Adrian?!”

“It… ah, Jesus… it fucking feels like… FUCK!” The throbbing both inside me and out increased. Precum ran down my cock in waves, coating the shaft in seconds. “I don’t… I can’t… Fucking Christ.” The internal throb became an ache. Something I’d never felt before, or could even imagine. “It feels like I need…”

The ache turned into a void. A gaping maw inside me that wasn’t supposed to be there. A hole that shouldn’t be empty. But the thought of shoving some cold metal thing up in my burning body was the opposite of the urge. I needed flesh. I needed heat. I needed Kelvin near me, holding me, kissing me…

“I need something inside me, Kelvin! FUCK… it, it, it… not hurts… it needs to be… full…” I thrashed back and forth in an agony that wasn’t. A desire I couldn’t comprehend. “Not cold and lifeless. Unless you—fucking CHRIST—have anything that can accommodate me, it needs to be your cock!”

Chapter Nine

“What?” Kel paled, looking worse in the blue glow of the screen. “You… want me to—”

“FUCK me!”

“Fuck you?”

“What don’t you understand, genius?”

“Like… in your butt?”