Thread: The Test Subject - (Warnings inside)

Story includes Breeding, some coercion, dubious consent, drugging and aphrodisiacs, begging, ridiculous amounts of sexy bodily fluids, oddly sized andor shaped insertions. No actual birthing, no bathroom fluids watersports or scat, no genuine noncon. The first chapter features detailed discussion but no actual actions. Warnings will accompany each chapter. Chapter One The Advertisement Elizabeth needed money, and she needed it badly. After being laid off from the newspaper, she'd tried to freelance her writing but to no avail - her writing was too stale, they said, from writing bland and impartial articles for five years. Sure, she made money off of periodic reviews, and at least her landlord had reduced her rent significantly in exchange for writing ad copy and for various maintenance tasks thank you, apprenticeship, but none of this satisfied her. None of it worked. One morning, as she pored over the online ads for jobs, she noticed a few ads on Craigslist that kept popping up - Medical Study, Willing Subjects Needed, PAID POSITIONS - and she eventually, finally clicked one after seeing them pop up on every job type - even for human resources. There was probably a pun in there, somewhere, she thought with some amusement. She leaned back as she read the posting, eyes widening as she skimmed down to the pay - how much money even was that!? AND room and board for the duration of the test??? She shook her head hard, not wanting to get wool pulled over her eyes, and went back to the top. Wanted Willing subjects for tests of various medications and products by our brand! We are seeking men, women, and others of varying genders for a series of tests for a new medication. There is a series of waivers, consent forms, and such that must be signed and you must be of reasonable good health to participate in these medical trials. As it is an ongoing test where you will be regularly observed, we will provide each subject with a personal room, recreational areas, and a delightful meal plan set that each participant can choose from both for maximum pleasure and for peak enjoyment. If interested, please email this ad listing with your resume, age, and a recent photo this is to ensure a heavily diverse range of subjects. The final compensation for the tests will vary depending upon date of completion, but will average around- Eight hundred thousand dollars is their average, she breathed, rubbing her face and staring in shock. What's the maximum? God, that would pay my landlord what I owe him for... She trailed off, eyes widening more. I could just buy a house with that kind of money. Holy.... shit. She clicked the reply button and fired off the email, leaning back and crossing her arms behind her head with a low 'woooo' as she exhaled in shock. She knew the chances of being selected were minimal - she was average, with shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes with a vaguely tanned complexion. Sure, her body was killer - but she spent too much time at the gym to literally run and box away her financial and career woes. Not even an hour later, her phone dinged with the notification sound for her emails - a response, this quickly!? She snatched her phone up after ripping off her dish gloves, staring at the reply. Elizabeth LAST NAME REDACTED Apologies for the odd censorship of certain parts of the email, but as this is an insecure channel and we cannot guarantee our competitors have not bugged all forms of communication, we must REDACTED until we meet in person. Thank you for your interest in our research! We are always looking for INFORMATION EXPUNGED in women like yourself, and your peak physical condition sets you apart from fill in blank space. If you are available for an interview, we request that you have some personal belongings packed, as most of our interviewees agree to start immediately! Our first opening to meet with you is this Friday, around nine in the morning. If this suits your needs, please text PHONE NUMBER EXPUNGED. If this has been censored, simply reply to the craigslist ad again with your consent to meet with our representative with the phone number of your choice with which to text you the address. We apologize again for the strange setup of this, as we are quite aware this seems unsavory and shady thanks to previous test subject exit reviews! But because of previous sabotage, we must continue this way. Some of the testing is quite rigorous and will require bending, stretching, talking, and other strenuous activities for long periods of time. Please note for us in interview if you are experienced with yoga, as this may be helpful to others you will be cooperating with during the research. If there are any dietary restrictions required for you, let us know when we meet and we'll accommodate you easily with our chefs. We look forward to our partnership, Elizabeth LAST NAME REDACTED!! Sincerely, REDACTED JOHNSON Elizabeth leaned against the sink, thumb stroking and tapping the screen to take her back to that ad. She hesitated at first - even the representative acknowledged that this would look strange. And how would she explain being gone for so long to her landlord? She had a few days to explain it, at least, but... God, that money! And not having to do heavy work for a while sounded absolutely heavenly. Fuck it. ----- The journalist fidgeted in the little office as she waited for the representative to actually step into the room. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen a lab quite like this one - it looked more like an office building! But, she supposed, they wanted to blend in better. Their security hadn't made much sense - just an ID confirming who she was, a gentle pat-down to ensure no weapons were on her person or in her backpack, and done. One of the stipulations of agreeing had been to abstain from alcohol, drugs if they were prescribed, it was fine, stop using birth control medication unless that birth control was permanent or could not be removed without a physician, not that either were an issue for Elizabeth considering she hadn't needed her pills in almost a year... god she needed to get laid, sex, even masturbation in the days leading up to the interview and possible acceptance. Jilling off had been her sole source of entertainment for the past year and she was already going crazy. The door behind the desk opened and a tall, silver-fox type strolled in, a charming smile on his lips and his blue eyes twinkling with mirth. His gray-streaked black hair was styled in a way that almost reminded her of a specific superhero millionaire who hid in a metal suit... Ah, you're Elizabeth! You are way more attractive than your picture suggested. Uh, thanks. A pleasure, mister-? She shook his hand, startled by the firmness of the shake even with her own solid grasp. Johnson! Richard P. Johnson. I'm the one who emailed you, but well, after the last guy I revealed my name to started making dick jokes... He shrugged easily, sitting down on the corner of the desk instead of the large, leather seat. His suit was finely tailored and it definitely hugged him nicely - damn it Elizabeth, stop that! she thought, trying to stop blushing. So, what made the ad stick out to you? Do you want my honest answer? she asked curiously, trying to relax in her seat. We prefer total honesty here at Interstice International, my dear Elizabeth. Can I call you that? he murmured, probably to himself, That isn't sexist, is it? It's fine, yeah. I've been called worse, she joked, but he looked genuinely concerned and she changed the subject, I've been looking for work in journalism but that's been drier than Death Valley, so when I saw that this has a decent compensation package, I was intrigued. Decent? Decent? He nearly went apoplectic and hit a button on the nearby phone. Shannon? Up the amount on the ad! This is the fifth person who said the salary was just decent! Elizabeth opened and closed her mouth, surprised, but continued, I will admit, it said the average was about eight-hundred grand. What's the higher end for the full run of time? Well, no one's... really finished that far, he admitted, most people get to the six month mark and return to their lives. Or they have an allergic reaction and, per the agreement, we release them to a hospital and compensate them accordingly. Well, it should please you that I don't have allergies to any known substances- Good, but what about unknown substances? Richard narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her, but after a moment of trepidation on her part, he burst into laughter. My dear Elizabeth, I think you will fit in quite well here! He slid off the desk and into his seat after stepping around, pulling out a thick contract and slapping it down. She was started by its size and picked it up, reading the first page and tilting her head. It took her the better part of an hour and she'd taken out a pen, absently circling typos and strange clauses literal, grammatical clauses at least, old habit on her part, and she set it down and clasped her hands on one knee after crossing her leg over the other. I have a few questions about what this is about, if you'll permit me, Mister Johnson. Just Richard, please. Ask away. He leaned back comfortably. It was suggested that I abstain from quite a few things, including birth control and sex. Is that because of the nature of the products we'll be testing for you? she asked. This is true. Sharp eye. Former journalists usually are. He smiled at her and she felt a stirring between her legs. Oh, damn him and damn all older men who turned into silver foxes! I see. This isn't a deal breaker, she added and he perked up visibly - somehow, even though he was already insanely perky. Do some of the tests involve other participants working together with these... products...? On the rare occasion, yes. You'll usually be working with either inanimate forms or specific robotic instruments we've designed for the tests, but one or two of them require a human touch. He nodded. But if you'd rather solo, that's fine as well, and if you have a preference for your partners, we can accommodate that too. I have no preference. She smiled thinly and he literally clapped for joy. Oh, fantastic! You'll be a great subject then. We've been hoping for someone who's pansexual and open-minded. He chuckled and stood. Are you ready to begin as soon as possible? We can have your personal quarters set up post-haste. They're a little spartan but you can have them decorated as you like. Our subjects being comfortable is important to us during long testing periods. Certainly. She opened the contract again and easily found the parts to sign - her trove of supplies made it easy to mark the relevant pages. She hadn't been put off in the slightest by anything inside - rigorous testing of fertility drugs she was fairly sure she couldn't get pregnant, anyway, after her engagement to Derrick had faltered because of her inability to conceive even with sperm donors, odd concepts for dildos and vibrating toys, alleged aphrodisiac side effects... the list seemed endless but she was unbearably intrigued. And mildly aroused, if she were to be honest with herself. She was doubly interested in a section that had ticked a box for her in a way she hadn't expected - being restrained while products of various sizes and uses were tested on her. There was no way any of this could result in harm - there was another clause that mentioned that each test subject would have an Alarm List of words for use during tests for rating their discomfort or if they needed to end a test immediately. She finished signing with a polite, tidy script and handed it over, and Richard shook her hand and slid that hand to the small of her back. His hand was warm on her bare forearm and she resisted the urge to return the slight embrace as they walked to the door. Welcome to Interstice, Elizabeth, he said and opened the door. A clean, white hallway lead into a bathing area, rather clinical looking with its small metal bench in the shower. An attendant, a woman, wearing white scrubs waited with a smile to help her shower. This is Alice, she'll be your personal assistant while you're with us. She'll run errands for you and get you things you need. Alice, with long blond hair with streaks of red and pale green eyes, smiled at her. Ready for your first day? she teased. I remember my first test. Is it fun? Elizabeth asked after Richard left, and she started disrobing, folding her clothes as she went. So much fun, the blond sighed, eyes twinkling. Here, have a seat. Have to get you relaxed. She pulled on a pair of clean nitrile gloves and grabbed shampoo from nearby - Elizabeth recognized the brand as the one she'd said she preferred using in the questionnaire she'd been sent and nodded in satisfaction, relaxing on the seat with her knees gently apart. Alice lathered her hair up, massaging her scalp and pulling the faintest moans out of the brunette. Enjoying yourself? Mmhm. I haven't gone to a salon in a while, so I forgot how good this can feel, she chuckled, but I've never gone to a full-body salon. Is it full service? she joked. Of course. I can't let you orgasm though. Ruins the first test. Alice let her hands slide down to her shoulders after rinsing Elizabeth's hair. .. What-? Elizabeth stood up, shocked and turning around. Uh, this isn't a secret sex cult is it? No! Alice giggled. Well, not technically, but this is the branch of the company that deals with sexual health and wellness. So for all intents and purposes, it's going to feel like it. Oh. Elizabeth hesitated, crossing her arms, and Alice gently rubbed her arms after sitting her back down. I won't touch you if you won't want me to, Elizabeth, but you are very attractive. Alice slid her hands around Elizabeth's front, her fingers gracing the sides of the journalist's breasts - they were on the larger side but not too large. Can I..? S-Sure. She knew this was against her better judgement but didn't regret it as Alice's soft fingers cupped her breasts, massaging them tenderly. O-ohh, that's nice. You're so perky! And so muscular. Alice moved one hand along Elizabeth's arm, feeling the lines of muscle under her skin. I'm almost envious. I got bored, she chuckled, shivering deliciously as the hand still on her chest let her thumb graze a nipple. Had to do something while I was out of work, yeah? It paid off. Alice finally let her go. Mind standing for me? Time for the body scrub we prepared just for you She picked up a small tub of a vaguely pink substance and offered it to her. Is the smell to your liking? It's a skin-softening sugar scrub with just a little pink Himalayan sea salt. Just as you said. Elizabeth unscrewed the top and sniffed, sighing happily. Perfect. Kind of musky. Good musky? Alice questioned, scooping some onto her gloved fingers and starting to work it across the taller woman's arms. Elizabeth just nodded again, closing her eyes and letting Alice do her job. She didn't so much as twitch as Alice gripped her toned ass, feeling the gentle scratching of the scrub on her skin, but her legs shook as the blond woman's thumbs softly graced her inner thighs. Oooo, you're really tense. Here, sit again. Alice knelt on the floor, and after Elizabeth took a seat, the assistant picked up her leg and rested her foot on her own thigh to work the sugar scrub into her leg. First one, then the other, then a good rinsing and a change of gloves, and Alice started massaging Elizabeth's feet. Elizabeth's head had tilted back, little moans escaping her as Alice worked her way up her legs. As promised, Alice frustratingly stopped before she reached the apex of her thighs, instead standing and grabbing a soft pale blue robe for Elizabeth to don and comfy slippers. Put these on and follow me. I'll take your belongings to your room and escort you after the first test. She smiled brightly, not even acknowledging the annoyed sigh from the brunette, and the two walked through another door, onto more... curious things.