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Journal extract from Junior Researcher Dr Sandra Walker, regarding incident 141
My proposals for further investigating SCP-939s reproductive abilities have been constantly denied by the facility and supervising researchers. Because of this fact I have to carry out my research in secret.
I have an anonymous other who will aid in my secret research and will buy me time and resources under the guise of another accepted proposal involving 939. The only issue is that I will have to utilise my own body in this experiment as D-class personnel are not listed in the approved proposal.
My testing will involve SCP-939-141, a human reared 939 instance which was born and raised in Site95 and remains in containment for testing purposes.
939-141 has shown to be largely compliant in many experiments and procedures involving them, mostly with zero signs of aggression or hostility.
For the context of my experiment, I will state that SCP-939 instances share 90% of their genomes with the Neanderthal (Homo neanderthalensis). While humans shared a common ancestor with the Neanderthal and have been reported to have interbred with these Neanderthal cousins.
Neanderthals were believed to have gone extinct while Humans evidently did not.
During their infant stages instances of 939 appear as normal Human infants, completely indistinguishable from actual Human infants. This changes later in childhood when they metamorphize into 939 instances.
I believe 939 instances are mutations of Neanderthals which have regressed into more primitive forms in order to survive in their hostile world. The other adaptations of 939, I cannot comment on.
My experiment will be to interbred Human and 939 together and research the offspring which develops from this interbreeding. As noted earlier, I had expected to use D-class personal for this experiment, but with that now extremely unlikely, I must use my own body to produce this offspring.
During the ovulation of female 939 instances, their genitals will produce a thick liquid, this liquid contains sex pheromones which the male 939 instances will detect through their advanced olfactory systems. This triggers the two sexes to reproduce, resulting in the females impregnation and eventual birthing 12 months later.
I planned the date of the experiment in accordance to that of my own menstrual cycle, ensuring that if interbreeding was possible to achieve, this would be the most likely time to achieve it.
When the day of the experiment came, I was a rack of nerves, but the answers were needed.
I was dressed down as I covered my crotch and vagina in the sex pheromones of the female 939, ready for the experiment to begin.
The handler brought 939-141 into the testing area and released it from the harness system. The handler then stood back with camera in one hand and a tranquiliser pistol in the other.
I got down onto my hands and knees as 939-141 walked towards my face, dagger like teeth inches away from me. I could feel myself shaking, being this close to death didnt feel smart nor breath.
939-141 didnt stay facing me for long, something more interesting caught their attention as they walked around to my backside.
I could feel their warm breath patting against my backside before feeling that warmth inch downwards. I looked back at 939-141 as I could see their genitals growing and erecting at the scent of the sex pheromones.
I looked to the handler for a sign of reassurance, one I would not see as they seemed more interested on documenting with the camera than aiming with the tranquiliser which was now lying on the table beside them.
My annoyance was quickly broken by a sharp stabbing pain as 939-141 quickly and roughly forced their erect member inside of me.
Hands either side of me, planted firmly on the floor as they began to thrust. Their size was large, but not unwieldy, they kept a consistent tempo and rhythm for their thrusts. Their stamina persisted as did their tempo, hearing the panting I turned my head to the side to see this large head looming over my shoulder.
I had never been one to have gotten much joy or pleasure out of sex previously, but this time was different, there was enough consistency throughout to the point where I started to become overwhelmed with the pleasure I was feeling.
The experiment continued as time had escaped me, breathing in 939-141s breath had caused me to enter a headspace unbenounced to me. The hands of the clock began to melt as time drifted by.
The stamina shown by 939-141 was remarkable. I soon found myself fatigued, my knees, thighs and arms began to weaken, I was ready to finish.
The tempo finally finished me as my body began to spasm slightly, I could feel myself clenching around the erect member of 939-141, an act I think caused him to break tempo and begin to ejaculate. The warmth very quickly began to flood through my body, tingling, feelings of euphoria, accompanied by light headedness.
The panting stopped as I could feel 939-141 pulling out and sliding backwards in the room. I looked up to the handler with a worn, tired face, he knew that the experiment had finished as he began to approach 939-141.
I looked back to 939-141 as the harness system was replaced. I kissed them on the forehead before they were led out of the room.
I weakly got to my feet using the table beside me as an assistance. Looking at the clock who had gotten their hands back, I was mortified by the time. Two hours of non-stop thrusting, I was understandably sore and tired. Then I felt it, the warm wet feeling running down my inner thigh.
I looked down to the floor and saw to the small pool of 939-141s semen, the pool only being fed by that running down my thigh to the floor.
I looked around for something to clean myself with, I found the perfect thing. The denied proposal for this experiment. Using it to clean up with gave me some smug glee, I will not lie.
With hope, the dye has been cast and my egg should be fertilised by 939-141, if it is, then it will be a 12 month wait until my experiment can continue.
If not, then I see no harm in repeating this experiment for another attempt at fertilisation.
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"The best I'll ever have?" Febii stroked her chin, a look of clear doubt on her face. "I dunno about that. I might just order out the usual, she never disappoints.
Stal took a second to give her a sideways, frustrated glance and shake his head, his hooves clopping along the dirt path toward the barn. It was oven-hot in the fields today, as was the usual for the summer; but it was only brightened by the view of several butt-naked slaves tending to the crops. Stal made an effort to take care of all of them, as long as they understood their place... And were a good enough fuck. "You're always goin' for the same gals and boys... I train them well, everyone knows that, but I'm offering you something fresh." Stal argued, his horse cock patting his thighs as he strided; he never had a need for clothes on his own land.
"Fresh meat?" a glint in her eyes a small smirk followed. "As in, only just recently broken in? Maybe a little naughty and rough around the edges of being a proper trained slut?"
"At's what am sayin'."
"Well..." The wolgon shook her head and gave a soft giggle. "Why the hell didn't you say so?"
It didn't take much longer to reach a barn at the back of one of the fields. It was fairly secluded from the rest of them, where many of the more mature slaves were kept, but this one was kept here for the explicit reason of being for newer ones that still needed training.
Processing a new slave took a lot of effort and time. While they were consensual, some of the brattier of the whores needed weeks upon weeks of constant bondage, fucking and abuse until they were perfectly well-behaved and obedient. New meat was often brought in, tied up, removed of their names, given a number, and called by that number until they earned the right to have their name back. Then, they were tied up - for a minimum of three days usually, and fucked at least once an hour to break them in. It didn't matter how much they pleaded for a break - this was a necessary breaking-in strategy that all the whores had to go through... Because at the end of the day, Stal wasn't opposed to renting out his owned meat to anyone with a high enough offer. In fact, he'd happily give his whore's away for days at a time to the most abusive of his friends.
If a slave took dick like a pro, never complained, always obeyed, and followed the very strict set of rules they were given upon entering the contract, then they were released from the 'starting barn', given a collar, and put to work in the fields - where they were allowed to work with the know that they could be bent over to fuck at any minute - often that even included the dogs that wandered the fields, Stal himself, or just a couple of visitors walking in without an invite. It didn't matter, their strict rule was to bend over for anything that wanted to dump a load in them, or on them.
Ashley was one of the new bloods. He had only been in the service of Master Stal for two days at this point, but he had already proven himself to be an extremely obedient and shy whore. This also upped his cuteness rather greatly for the stallion himself, who already trusted that this boy was only a couple of days away from his collar, and maybe giving him his name back. For now though, 34 was the number Ashley was given - and he couldn't expect to be called anything but that until he earned his real name back.
The night before, Ashley was given his most rigorous training yet - He was nervous, shy, and that only made the stallion enjoy the several hours he spent abusing the zebra the more. Much happened that night... And 34 experienced a lot of new firsts, such as feeling an actual bulge in his neck when the stallion forced his entire length down his throat, and being fitted with a cock cage which completely prevented him from cumming while he was fucked by his master... Over, and over, and over again. Hours this went on, and it ended with the zebra collapsed on the floor in exhaustion; but the Stallion only saw a chance to take advantage of the position he was in.
Being exhausted to the point of near-immobility made the Zebra pretty hard to persuade into certain positions, but his master simply forced him against the wall on his knees, tied his wrists to the wall with cuffs and rope, blindfolded him, and snapped a spreader bar on his ankles to keep his legs spread for a beautiful view whenever he walked past... Some more insurance for that view was a string on his tail to keep it raised. The zebra didn't complain, but was making an awful lot of noise, so he was gagged very soon after. A finishing touch was the vibrating dildo that was shoved into his already-gaping tailhole to keep it spread, but also to keep him exhausted. The stallion liked his whores to be used to constant stimulation.
How long was the zebra like this? The whole night and morning. A total of fourteen hours to be exact, and it wasn't easy. The poor zebra must have gotten maybe one entire hour of sleep the whole night, with that vibrator making sure he was kept good and awake.
The two walked into the barn, Stal was happy to be guide Febii to the very first stall within the barn and point inside of it. Within was number 34, still exactly where the stallion left him all those hours ago. "Lookie ere'." he said.
Febii's eyes widened. A femboy - something she was awfully fond of abusing, right there waiting to be taken. "But he's not done his training yet, right?"
"Nah, but he'll be good... I can guarantee it. I've not had such a well behaved boy in a long time."
"Number?"
"Thirty Four. Make sure ye call em' only by that unless you're calling him a dirty whore."
"And how much?"
Head was shaken from side to side by the stallion. "Take him for free for the week." Stal grabbed the Wolgon's hand and placed the keys to the stall door in them. "Just make sure that he comes back damaged."
The Wolgon only laughed. She took another look at the femboy zebra while the stallion walked out of the barn, leaving her to her own devices. Febii opened the barn door with the key, and strolled inside. She took a moment just to look at him... The slut was covered in cum from the previous night, and the gentlest of feminine moans were coming from his throat every time that vibrator buzzed somewhere sensitive... Which was pretty much constantly.
Strolling to the side of the barn where there were lines of toys and tools for abusing sluts on the wall, Febii grabbed herself a riding crop and a horse dildo - a lot bigger than that of even his masters - and grinned to the poor Zebra. "We're going to have a lot of fun you and I. And if you think Stal is bad to you... Well." The Wolgon leaned in close to the zebra's ear, he could only move his head slightly to listen to her. "You have no idea what state I'm going to leave you in by the end of this week."
With that, the Hybrid raised the high. "And I'll be a fucking moron to wait until I get home to use you. I don't think your master will mind if I bruise you a little before we leave." Smacking sounds and loud, feminine whines echoed throughout the barn, while the Wolgon began lubing up the monster dildo.
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