Guy friend of mine over here asked me to make him into a special order, purely for the fun of the Lab Boys and girls over At the Snuff Girl Company. I adore him so much, he is just as weird as I am. If not more.

I’d claim him for myself if his Sir didn’t have him first. Dude is so not up for sharing. Had to ask his permission just to use my friend in this story.

Strap in, readers. He wants things weird.
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Charlie wanted to create “The Perfect Milk Man.”

Normally, dairy farms and meat factories would have only women, or cows, to produce milk. The cow process was never perfected for men. Either they produced foul tasting milk, or they can’t develop proper breasts, so they end up exploding into a shower of blood and milk.

Not to mention their dicks shrink quite a bit. And he didn’t want that to happen if the customer doesn’t want it to happen.

Eventually, Charlie perfected a regimen that created what he thought was the Perfect Milk Man. The pet had a lovely pair of size D breasts, that produced milk when squeezed. His dick was still the same size going in, though it was a little more sensitive to the touch.

The man would only produce so much milk a day, so there is no chance of his breasts exploding when they were too full. Charlie sucked his dick a bit, and let everyone know that his cum was even tastier as well.

Once he had several perfect results, Charlie revealed why he was working on this so hard. Why it had to be perfect.

He wanted to be a Perfect Milk Man.

It didn’t come off as THAT big of a surprise to anyone. He was always a bit weird about it, and he always had to take a few private moments every time he had to work on a Perfect Milk Man.

Charlie wanted to be an office pet there. He heard everyone complain about how there is never enough milk for coffee or for any meals in the cafeteria, and he thought that him being there providing that milk would be perfect!

He already taught the other lab girls and guys how to do this, so they had no problem doing this. The head of the company made him sign something stating that he was volunteering for this. Not to mention he was now property of the company to do what they wished.

Charlie signed it happily, and was quickly taken to the lab.

He was strapped down naked on a table. The first thing they had to do was give him the regenerating drug. He moaned in pain as they were inserted into his chest, dick, and his legs. Yeah, that part hurt like a fucking BITCH! Charlie moaned in pain at the burning sensation.

Yeah, he hadn’t been looking forward to that part at all.

Once it had passed, the next part commenced. A dick pump was put on him so it would suck out all of his cum. Charlie had tried to train himself for this. He had tied himself up at his home, and used a dick pump there. He tried to keep himself from asking his roommate to free him for as long as possible. He could go for hours with a pump on him.

Only, this one was a little stronger than the one he had at home. It squeezed his dick rather hard, making him squirm. This part needed to be done, so he asked for a gag so he doesn’t start yelling his head off. Of course, they did that, but protocol stated that they had to blindfold the person as well. And used the earplugs.

Yeah, he forgot about that part. Without hearing or seeing, his other senses became more sensitive. He just had to lay there and allow the pump to suck him.

He was on the edge of his first orgasm, when the first breast injections were made. He would had leaped up off the table if he had been able to. He clenched his hands and bit into the gag as he felt the first set of injections pushed in him. He felt a slight burning sensation from the chemicals affecting his chest.


His dick spasmed and he felt his orgasm being sucked out of him. He gasped out, arched his back as his cum was sucked up by the hose. He tried to hump the pump as it still roughy sucked him, trying to get him to cum again.

But he had to be on the pump for three hours, to make sure he was nice and empty for what comes next. Every 15 minutes, the injections to his chest would bring him out of his sexual haze. The burning making it hard to cum at first. He could feel his chest start to swell a little.

He came a second time, and started to regret doing this. When he was at home, he had a pump that would suck him gently. He had comfortable straps on that held him in place. He didn’t need to cum so hard or so quickly.

However, he was strapped to a cold table, the pump sucking him painfully hard, and his chest felt heavy and felt like it was on fire as he was given more injections. He was drained of all of his cum in the first half hour, but he regretted saying three hours. He tried to call out to get them to stop, but no one understood him because of the gag.

After three, painful hours, his chest was up to a B cup. And his dick was swollen to twice it’s size. It was throbbing in horrible pain, and was very sensitive to the touch.

Now, there was a reason why he had to be emptied out. He moaned as someone grabbed his dick, and gave a weak protesting sound as a tube was shoved into his cock. It was rather difficult to get the tube INTO the ball sack. Especially since Charlie was struggling a bit at how horrible it felt.

It didn’t feel any better when the cold contents of the enema bag was poured down his cock and balls. He felt himself being filled up by his special cocktail, thankful that it’s the only chemical that DIDN’T burn. Once the bag was empty, the tobe was taken up, and something was slid into place to keep the chemical inside of him. God, it felt like his balls were going to burst with how full they were! He felt this uncomfortable tingling crawling inside his dick as he felt his dick fighting off the shrinking effects of the breast drugs.

He was forced to endure the growing uncomfortable feeling for several hours. He humped the air, trying to get the contents of his dick out of him, but they stayed in place. Thankfully, before it became too unbearable, his dick was freed from being plugged. What was left of the chemical was drained, and he had to piss all over himself. Someone was nice enough to quickly clean him up, though.

However, this was just the FIRST day. He had to go through this for another week before his breasts were finally made into a lovely pair of double Ds. Nice and smooth, no veins or stretch marks. They were already heavy with milk, a gentle squeeze caused him to shoot out some milk.

The company owner had his limbs cut down to his knees and Elbows. Charlie didn’t want that at all, but he was company property now, so he had no choice but to let them. He was collared, a chain from the floor keeping him from wandering away. When he wasn’t being milked, he had clamps on his nipples to keep him from leaking milk. He was forced to sit on a vibrating pillow, that teased his cock that was in a chastity belt.

When he was milked, he was forced over a bucket, and the cook would gently squeeze his breasts, coaxing the milk out. AH, it felt so good to have his jugs empty. While he was being milked, another cook would free his cock, and milk his dick, the contents going to be used in some of the cakes they make. Sometimes, he’ll get lucky and get fucked in the ass by some of the cooks and staff.

Sometimes, he was put on a leash, and made to walk around the labs, so the lab boys and girls can pet him all over. They would tease his breasts and his cock quite a bit, making him whine for release.

The girls would force him to lick their pussies, while the men would fuck him in the ass.

Sure, the process Hurt like FUCKING HELL! but right now, he was in absolute Heaven. He didn't want his memories altered. He wanted to remember that he chose this for himself, and that he didn't regret this in the least.