Father Enhancement Center No.2 Kawada Yuichi

I've done one hell of a lot of things.

I wasn't decent that day.

In front of the student, I became naked, called it the lesson of the insurance, exposed the penis, and spouted the male juice so that the whole classroom would be covered with the smell at the end, and I went to school with the bearded teacher and Kawada teacher of the first big and heavy school.

The aftermath was terrifying, and it wasn't until another teacher walked into my classroom that I regained my ability to think normally.

Life is over. That's what I thought as I dangled my bare cock.

But what followed was different.

The exact same incidents that happened to me happened all over the place at the same time.

The product I got hooked on was widely recognized as a new kind of brainwashing business, and I was supposed to be slandered by a perverted teacher, but I was rather treated as a "pathetic victim" at a psychosomatic clinic.

He was spared arrest and was not disciplined or dismissed.

But he had made such a disgraceful ejaculation and dumb appearance. There can't be any faces to meet the students. I voluntarily applied for a leave of absence.

However, because of this, the couple did not get along well, and the wife and daughter went back to their parents' house, saying that it was only temporarily.

I visited the Center a little after my single life had begun.

Unlike the recommended psychosomatic medicine, it is in a remote place that takes two hours one way by car, and the unfamiliar information of the defect improvement of the male only.

I had heard rumors about it, but it was hard to bring myself to actually visit it.

But I couldn't do it anymore. It was too much to endure. I wish I could have had this treated right now.

I got out of the car and walked deeper and deeper into the center, swinging the cock that was dangling between my legs.

The reception desk, which was located in a rather recessed area, was an unfamiliar unmanned reception desk with only electronic media.

I typed my troubles impatiently with my fingertips, dry from a long drive.

"I can't get enough of ejaculation.

Yes, just like the ad said, my cock has become as big as any male.

The ejaculation of that moment also had the influence of the medicine ingested, and the super mass ejaculation suitable for the size also came true. It was a hell of a good feeling.

However, when I stopped taking it, my ejaculation returned to normal, and the amount of semen was not even close to the size of my cock, which had grown so big.

It doesn't even come poking out of the urethra. Only about the time I ejaculated and cooled off, the juices leaked out moistly afterwards.

It's like pissing in your sleep.

This is too miserable for a man.

He's a glorified lumberjack who can't impregnate anyone.

If I'm going to feel like this, I'd rather have it back to its original size.

I waited at the reception, and eventually the electronic media directed me to the room I was supposed to be in.

I entered the room, took off my clothes as instructed, exposed my cock, and sat down on the blue-green translucent tubular chair in the center of the room.

--On closer inspection, I saw that it wasn't a chair I was sitting on, but a strange machine I'd never seen before.

The center is jelly-like, a large hole, so to speak.

It's just like sticking a giant masturbator in the ground.

New instructions have been given.

I mean, I want to put my cock in this hole.

--I mean, this is how my man functions, right?

''Ugh, raw warm.........

With a mixture of anxiety and anticipation, I put my cock in the tube.

As I waited in such a disheveled state, an inorganic voice echoed in the room.

Hello, this is AI Oedipus, Paternity Correctional Center. We are now starting a diagnostic program for your paternity defect.

"AI? Wait, the right doctor-- oh!

The moment I was about to complain, I found the onyx that had been swallowing me contracting.

Words and thoughts are swallowed up by the sensation of being absorbed by the air.

"The diagnosis is that your paternity defect is in that non-sexual penis.

A person who secretes a large amount of male hormones but has non-viable male genitalia and insufficient amount of semen. You are currently very unbalanced and unworthy as a father.

"We will now proceed with the treatment. Artificial Plasma Men's Gasoline Preparation.

Just as I said that, what looked like a refueling nozzle came down from the ceiling.

It's not something as delicate as a syringe. There's a huge machine and tube with a big nozzle aimed at my ass.

Wait. Shit. What are you doing? What are you doing?

"Fill the men's gasoline from the rectum.

This changes the constitution, increases the amount of hormones, and changes the amount of semen to be commensurate with the size of the current male genitals. Increased sperm production, increased secretion, increased production, increased production time--

"What?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm here to get this cock straightened out.

You're going to be able to make a lot of cum on this cock. They say it changes your body type. So you're saying that you're going to have to taste the ejaculation like you did in that classroom, every time.

 " ……!

I felt like drool welling up from my brain and my skin was all hairy.

'No, no, no, no!　Don't!　If I ever taste that stuff again I, I, I can't go back, I can't go back!　No!　Don't do that!

With reason coming back, I desperately pleaded with them to stop the treatment.

But the masturbator still tightens me up and doesn't let go. It's an exquisite inhale, and the power doesn't come in well.

Something that looks like a refueling nozzle is getting closer and closer to me.

Cancel, cancel!　Don't you understand?　Stupid AI!　No!　Stop!

"Commencing. The target figure is 120%. One moment, please.

The tip of the cold nozzle burrowed forcefully into my asshole.

It creeps in, it creeps in, it creeps out. I pulled my ass tighter and tried to get it out, but at that moment I felt something sticky flowing into the back of my ass.

Oh, woohoohoohoohoohoohoo! Whoa! 

It's hot.

The pores of the whole body seem to open up.

You can see that the liquid is absorbed immediately. You'll understand.

The urge rises in my body.

The thoughts disappear and the instincts emerge vividly.

It's coming. This is it. Well, well, well, well, well!

My, my coming, the real me is going to wake up.

Her back teeth grind against each other in her beard-covered mouth.

I could feel my core going through my erection.

It's that craving feeling that runs through my urethra.

"Aaahhhh, it's coming out, it's juicy!　I'm out!　It's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great, it's going to be great!

I thrust my hips into my jock, and at that moment, a huge amount of semen shot out of my cock like piss.

Semen was spurting out of her body at a tremendous rate. The pleasure of spitting out semen, the pleasure of releasing what I've been holding back, and the pleasure of filling something with my white juice.

It all comes together in one fell swoop.

I can see my cum running rampant in my masturbator.

That's a lot. That's a lot of momentum. You look like a great guy.

"Thirty percent complete.

My thoughts are being crushed by the buzzing, the blackening.

"Fifty percent complete.

My blood is bubbling, my whole body is cumming, and it's still not stopping.

"Ninety percent complete.

Too many dicks. I got a dick. It's too much of a cock, too much of a cock, too much of a cock, too much of a cock! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming! That's what I'm talking about!

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, it's going to be great!

"One hundred and twenty percent complete.

"Phew... totally full of high-octane, motherfucker.

I finally shook my ass, feeling refreshed, as the nozzle that filled my ass was gone.

The treatment is complete.

It feels good.

I've become a dick. Also known as a penis.

It's a perfect state. The Perfect Penis.

The pent up jerk that seems to overflow in waves proves I'm a man.

The whole room smells amazing. I've knocked this whole room up. With his whole body, and I mean his whole cock.

There is no way that a man who has impregnated a space can say something nonsensical about a woman or two.

If I don't ejaculate, who's gonna ejaculate, bastard. He's got too much dick, and everyone's a bitch except me.

"The procedure has been completed and you will be permanently admitted to our facility as a plasma culture unit.

The machine is saying something again.

I don't know what you're talking about, but it looks like the arm's stretched out and trying to carry me away.

All right.

After all, I'm a dick.

Your dick doesn't need to think about anything other than your dick.

Thinking and worrying is something soft bastards other than dicks do. All I have to do is prepare for the next cock-eating.

Oh, that feels good.

I'm gonna get it with this big cock. You're going to get it with this big cock again next time.

I can cock it over and over again. We can have dicks tomorrow and the day after.

 " Heh, heh, heh, cock.

I let the precum drip from my cock as it carried me deep into the center.

On the way, I saw that something similar to the medicine they were using for bloat was being made.

Oh, I didn't know you made it here.