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It wasn’t an easy adjustment. But they were getting adjusted, somewhat.

Noah and Jeanne remained imprisoned in the lab of Dr. Koulas, with no real end in sight. They had more or less given up the idea of active resistance against him - even if they could have come up with some kind of plan, it had become clear that Dr. Koulas could hear what they said in their rooms, so he would have every advantage against them even if they managed to slip out. To say nothing of the fact that neither of them knew anything about this lab outside of their own rooms, while Dr. Koulas most likely knew it inside and out...and then there was the fact that it had slipped out, through the engineered komodo dragon Aziz, that they were deep in the wilds of Bali, far from civilization. Neither of the two were survivalists, it might have been days of walking between the lab and any place that could help them, and they were as unprepared as two could possibly be for such an excursion - they certainly didn’t expect to find their clothes in any convenient location.

For them, everything hinged on their captor releasing them safely. And for the foreseeable future, that meant cooperation.

One thing had improved: their mental clarity. Aziz’s pheromone was still very much a potent force in their lives, but now that the two of them had conceded to Jeanne’s sexual acceptance of Aziz and were no longer fighting the effects, it was clouding their heads far less than it had at the start. So long as they didn’t let it build up, they could keep themselves acute, talk with each other, and maintain their support for each other during this very trying time. It was an improvement over the scared silence from before, at least as far as their moods were concerned, though neither of them were entirely comfortable with the constant monitoring - would anything they say be used against them by Dr. Koulas? Little of it was relevant to his stated intentions, but they never knew.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Dr. Koulas didn’t need to hear much of what they were saying to be giving them additional discomfort. Perhaps he didn’t want them to get too comfortable, or perhaps he had more sinister machinations under the surface of what he was already doing to them…whatever the case, their captor was broaching new territory in his imposition on them.

It was Jeanne who experienced this first…she wasn’t sure how long they’d been in captivity, time had sort of lost meaning in the sterile lab rooms with no windows. All she knew was that at some point Aziz had escorted her from her familiar ‘cell’ into another laboratory room, one that looked more like a gynecological exam room. Though, Jeanne couldn’t say she’d seen many exam rooms with tiltable restraint tables. The idea of being strapped down and helpless while Dr. Koulas had the freedom to do whatever he wanted to her was highly unnerving, but she knew she didn’t have a choice in the matter - her only solace was that he wanted her alive, so he wasn’t likely to do anything to deliberately harm her. But someone like him, she hardly trusted not to make a ‘mistake.’

Nevertheless, she didn’t fight Aziz as the lizard bound her to the table, securing her with cold, clinical efficiency. It seemed very much like he had done this before…Jeanne wondered about that, was she not the first one? She didn’t get that sense from Aziz, for all his ability and prowess, he didn’t come off to her as ‘experienced’. Perhaps Dr, Koulas made a point of ensuring he knew how they worked, lest he lose his test subjects…if so, he had done an unnervingly good job, she was on her back, unable to move more than a little squirm here and there, her legs spread wide for the doctor to come ‘examine’ her. Once done, Aziz tilted the table up at an angle and then stepped towards the back of the room, arms folded, out of the way…Jeanne wasn’t sure, but the lizard man didn’t look exactly at ease to her. Not as uncomfortable as she felt, at least not outwardly, but he definitely had an air of discomfort.

She couldn’t think on that long, as the door opened and she came face to face for the first time with Dr. Koulas. She hadn’t really known what to expect of him, her mind had filled in stereotypical images of deranged doctors from old movies and such…well, he certainly had a wildness in his eyes that fit the bill, but the rest of him wasn’t so much. A balding man with a very round head, a slightly stocky frame, and a wrinkling distinct yet slight, he couldn’t have been much outside his fifties…and he very decidedly did NOT look like he was from Bali, or anywhere in Indonesia for that matter. It was possible she could be surprised, but she felt more like he was from elsewhere. Perhaps he had come because the object of his obsession was closer by - the komodo dragon - or perhaps because it was easier to find a place to be isolated from others and harder to detect. Or maybe because it was easier to find victims…so many tourists in Bali, so many people who could be unnoticed if they went missing. Like her and Noah…

The derangement in his eyes and his facial expression made Jeanne shutter - she felt like he was looking at her like a toy or something, like a doll before a sociopathic child tore it apart. Though he wasn’t tearing her apart, but maybe worse, he was doing an exam, one that she really didn’t want done to her and especially not by him. He had tools and was opening up her labia, probing at her, poking at her with cold metal tools that didn’t feel comfortable in the slightest. One of them was pushed deep into her, stretching open her cervix - something she winced at, it certainly didn’t feel right, not the way he did it. It was a bit uncomfortable to have to compare his sterile tools with Aziz’s warm, thick cock…

“Yes, yes…very good, very nice!” Dr. Koulas gave a sinister cackle. “You’ve been having quite a bit of fun with my Aziz, I can tell! Your body has taken a liking to him, accepting him in his entirety! As it should, as it should, the new rulers of this world would need to have healthy female specimens to breed their young, after all…and they should be so honored as to serve as their vessels and take them all the way in!”

Jeanne flushed hard, she didn’t want to listen to him but there was no other sound in the damn room, it was impossible to tune him out. Something had been done to her, she knew now, either by Aziz or Dr. Koulas, that made her body allow Aziz so deep into her…about the only thing she could take from it was that she wasn’t damaged by it, as far as she could tell. Well, that and it felt good to have Aziz go so deep into her, but she didn’t want to think about that.

Another poke, deep deep inside, not painful but uncomfortable, while Dr. Koulas laughed again. “I’m sure it won’t be long before this womb is fulfilling its earthy duty. It’s quite an honor to have it soaked in Aziz’s fertility…he has been robustly engineered, after all! He produces fifteen times the average amount of fluid of an inferior human male, and experiences less than 20% attenuation upon a second orgasm within five minutes of the first! His virility is unmistakable, I only need to make sure your stubborn human body grows willing to accommodate him.” The man looked up at her, giving her a creepy smile. “Far better than your pitiful husband, isn’t he? Longer, thicker, more productive…a genetic superior, you surely must find him more appealing.”

Jeanne struggled to keep her mouth shut, though not to approve of what he was saying. Quite the contrary, she wanted to tell him off, but felt that that was a bad idea in the situation she was in. Her head was clearer than normal at the moment, a rare respite from whatever it was that Aziz gave off that got her so hot…of course, this room hadn’t had the lizard as a constant presence, so the air would be lighter. Even in this state, though, she was hard-pressed to deny the reptile’s sexual prowess, how wild it drove her and how much pleasure she derived from it. That still didn’t mean she wanted anyone over Noah! Even if he wasn’t equipped to do the same things to her that Aziz could, that was still her husband. She didn’t say it, but she was getting tenser trying to keep her cool…and, to her surprise, so apparently was Aziz. There was an odd tightness in his stance and a furrow in his expression, and it certainly wasn’t directed at her, but at the doctor. Was he annoyed that the doctor was keeping her from him? Disliking someone poking around at a place that had been reserved for him? Or…was there something about Dr. Koulas’s attitude that Aziz himself wasn’t fond of?

“Heh heh heh, you don’t have to say anything, the truth is more than obvious just from your body.” Dr. Koulas finally stepped away, Jeanne’s loins given respite from his prodding, but he wasn’t done turning the screws yet. “I do believe that my superior genetic material will take without much more intervention. The chemicals in his seed should attune you more and more to his material, and eventually allow your eggs to be sufficiently accommodating. More frequent exposure should accelerate the process; as such, I will have you increase the frequency of your sexual activities with Aziz. He will spend more time with you and you will accept him within you more frequently.”

“What?!” Jeanne couldn’t contain herself; it was as much the embarrassment of having derived any joy out of the sex as anything, she didn’t want to gratify him with more of that humiliation, not to mention how she was feeling about how it had to be affecting Noah. She wanted to be with him again, not put up in front of him as some other male ravaged her…no matter how it felt. “No! You already have me taking him twice every time I’m awake, isn’t that enough for you? I’m not just some toy for you to play with in your mad experiments!”

Dr. Koulas was, for better or worse, unfazed by the outburst, getting up towards her head and caressing it in perhaps the most disturbing possible gesture he could have made. “Gentle, now, my dear. You wouldn’t want me to do anything to…remove that pesky competition, would you? I allow him there only out of my good will, he is superfluous to my goals…I could very well lock him away in a room, and let him slowly waste away of starvation, ensure he suffers as much as possible…or you can be a proper accommodating girl and accept all my Aziz has to offer, and he doesn’t need to suffer at all. Perhaps you might even be rewarded for it…”

Oh, the nerve this freak had, she wanted so much to deck him and then throttle him, maybe even to the end…but she was also terrified of him, of how much power he had over them, and if something happened to Noah because of her…she couldn’t bear to try to imagine it. She slumped back down, and Dr. Koulas grinned wider, knowing he had emerged victorious from that little bit of confrontation. “That’s what I thought. Be a good female for my Aziz, and things will go well for you. Now, then, I need to make some notes on my progress here…I look forward to your successful breeding, and I’m sure you will enjoy it quite well.”

And with that, Dr. Koulas strolled out, leaving a nauseating pall in the room in his wake. Jeanne swallowed down her anger and hate, though it still burned in her gut…she hated feeling so powerless, like so much was out of her control. But there was no helping it, she was at the mercy of this madman until she either got bred as he wanted or…well, some miracle happened. Or…Aziz had stepped back over, tilting the table back flat and undoing her restraints, as quick and efficient as before, but there was a tension and jerkiness in his movements that spoke of a constrained anger. He was most certainly not making it obvious, but Jeanne could tell he wasn’t as calm and even-keeled as he normally was…she could only guess at what was causing it, it could have been just about anything that had happened in there.

Or maybe he’s not as fond of the doctor as the doctor seems to be of him.

She hadn’t truly considered it up to that point. Aziz was certainly not of the same temperament as Dr. Koulas, easier to co-exist with and endure his presence - even outside of whatever compelled their affinity for him - but it hadn’t crossed her mind that he could be a potential ally. What if, though? If Aziz was truly upset about the way Jeanne was being treated, maybe he could be convinced to help them out. But the risk if he did so…Jeanne knew that it wasn’t going to be an easy sell even if Aziz was swayable, because his very existence was likely to be condemned by the multitudes, his privacy was paramount to his survival. Anything that helped her and Noah would be a direct threat to him. Yet…if his heart was good enough, then maybe there was a chance.

She had to try. And hope that Noah didn’t get the wrong idea, because there was no way she could tell him, Dr. Koulas would overhear for sure. It was a chance she was taking as much for his sake as her own, and she had to trust that he would understand that, even if only after the fact.

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LOG #1071

The pair-bond is more resilient than I had imagined. However, it remains still unable to best the desire for Aziz, as I anticipated. The pheromone is quite potent, if temporally limited. But I believe there will be lingering adaptation in the continued presence of the pheromone over long periods.

However, I am growing rather impatient. The female still has not taken, and I cannot have this level of resistance continue. The most recent application should both improve her fertility and increase her drive, giving Aziz more opportunities at her. But I suspect that the female may be fighting it, and that has also interfered with reproduction. Some may scoff at the notion, believe it unfounded in biology or reason, but I shall not be swayed by spurious objections. The human mind is too powerful to be unable to inhibit pregnancy! If Aziz finally overtakes all desires, her impregnation will surely follow rapidly.

Further efforts to play them against each other shall be implemented. Using him as a cudgel to force her cooperation will surely sour him in her eyes, and the other implant I added will give me material to discourage the male. And once that is out of the way, and I have her successfully bred, I will have a second to play with. How effectively can I subjugate the male? These two are of interest. I knew my instincts were correct, I should ensure that I can find a way to keep them. I can always use the male as a manservant, and the female could breed quite a few offspring. Of course, I will require a degree of genetic diversity, but I can worry about that later.

———

Jeanne woke up hot. Very hot, and very wet.

It had been happening more often lately, and she didn’t know whether it was something the doctor had done or just another advanced effect of the constant pheromone barrage. There was one thing she did know, though: nothing could fix it other than giving herself to Aziz. Perhaps doing so was playing right into the mad doctor’s hands, but there was no help for it, she couldn’t even think straight while in that state of need, and she desperately needed to have her faculties about her if she was going to continue to endure this.

Aziz was right there, waiting…most likely very aware of what she was going through, either by the doctor’s informing him or just picking up her scent. She could only clutch her cot and spread her legs, offering herself to him without a moment’s hesitation. Whatever guilt she felt over it was a pale shadow compared to the fierce fire in her loins; she could at least excuse herself that she was being made to do this, she didn’t truly have the option of refusal, Aziz could force her at any time. Surrender was putting her at risk of the doctor’s success in his end goal, but fighting didn’t really obstruct him at all, and only put them both in more danger.

Still, as Aziz entered her, plunging his cock in all the way to the hilt and making her cry out rapturously, she couldn’t help but feel a slight pang for Noah. Having to watch her do this, watching her accept the reptile and let him ravish her like he did, not even seeming guilty about it…what must he have been thinking? She did her best to keep his spirits up when she had opportunities, but it must have affected him to hear her moaning, crying, wailing, screaming in raw bliss as that cock did its duty on her. Back and forth, in and out, she couldn’t remember sex ever feeling as good as this on a raw physical level…she may have had the desire part more for Noah, but Aziz, she feared, might make it hard to return to more mundane lovemaking.

Her arms wrapped around the lizard. His arms wrapped around her. His thrusts were jerky, sharp, spearing deep and making her feel all of him. That thick tool, so long, so hot yet quenching her own heat, leaking profusely into her, leaving a seemingly indelible mark of reptilian conquest over her loins…she shuddered a bit, and it wasn’t in revulsion. The heat had an affect on her, she desired little more than to be pounded and filled, anything else was insufficient. In less intense moments, Aziz was rough, but thorough, using his tongue and his claws to work on her other pleasure points, very deliberate and precise in bringing her ecstasy, as good as her husband had always been…but this moment was different, it demanded immediate satisfaction, and Aziz was as quick to get to it as could be.

That telltale throb could be felt within Jeanne, and she clenched around him, wordlessly begging for him to finish. She didn’t know what it would mean, maybe this would be the one where the doctor’s dreams came true and she would be carrying Aziz’s child, but in the heat of the moment, nothing mattered but having that burn cooled by Aziz’s spunk. As she squeezed him, bucked against him, pushed him as deep into her as she could, she heard him hiss loud and long, and then felt that first gush of thick lizard batter hit her…almost immediately, she wailed out in raw carnal bliss as she came hard, gushing all over him and having it mingle with that satisfying semen pulsing into her. Normally she was first, but these heats, it almost felt like she couldn’t cum until she was rewarded for taking Aziz’s essence into her. Without question, it had quelled the heat in her loins, at least for the time…she’d start to feel it creep back in, but Aziz would fuck her again in a few hours, before it could really take hold. It was only when she slept that she was undisturbed long enough for it to build up…and then she could get the hardest rutting the reptile could offer.

And the thing that got to her a bit…she loved it. Jeanne had tried to deny it, but it wasn’t really possible anymore. Sex with Aziz felt amazing, all the way through. He had the raw physical intensity, the calculated effort to maximize her pleasure, and a carnal passion that was undeniable…she knew for Aziz it wasn’t just all about sex, he wanted HER, maybe not to the exclusion of anyone else but he wasn’t just going through the motions. She didn’t feel like a breeder, she felt like a LOVER, even if Aziz was a bit on the rougher and wilder side. She couldn’t deny what she was feeling…she may have wanted Noah, may not have truly wanted what she was having to do here, but those moments with Aziz inside her were taking her away from the gravity of the ordeal for just a little bit.

Of course, she always felt a little more guilty about this in the aftermath of a powerful climax. It felt like a hint of a betrayal of Noah, to even consider that she might enjoy this…but, if she were to try to force herself to hate it, she doubted she could last against this. Jeanne had to do what she had to do to preserve herself, preserve Noah, preserve their connection to each other…and it was a bit of rough irony that part of that meant letting another man sexually thrill her in a way that she would only have let Noah do of her own volition. What would happen between them if she was successfully impregnated by Aziz? She didn’t know, and wasn’t ready to think about that.

There was something she was ready for, though. As they laid there, in the afterglow of their sex, Jeanne reached up a hand to stroke the side of Aziz’s face and the back of his head, her fingers touching a couple of scars as they moved across the scaly flesh. “Thank you…you’re so amazing. You make me feel so good. I hope I can take you away from him for a bit like you do for me,” she said in a whisper, quiet enough that she was sure even Noah couldn’t hear it, and even more sure Dr. Koulas couldn’t - the doctor had slipped up once, demanding she repeat something she’d said fairly quietly, betraying that there was a volume under which he couldn’t pick up on what they said. There wasn’t much they could do with that…but she could do this.

She felt Aziz tense the slightest bit, not enough to drive him away but enough to be noticed. He didn’t respond, and she didn’t ask him to. “I know there are things you aren’t happy about. I see the look in your eyes when you hear his voice sometimes, or when you and he are in the same room…I don’t blame you, I feel much the same way. I just don’t have…quite your courage, I’m afraid, he intimidates me too much.” Still no response, though she got the sense he was trying to remain as neutral as possible. But Jeanne had a certainty that things were sinking in…Aziz, as she had felt before, wasn’t entirely dispassionate about her, and she knew he had more feeling in him than Dr. Koulas wanted them to think.

And she was ever more certain that Aziz did not particularly care for his creator.

Occasionally their whispered conversations were more two-way, when she didn’t push quite as hard. Aziz didn’t talk much, but did occasionally say a few words to her…enough to know that he had only a rudimentary idea of the world outside the lab, that he wasn’t really allowed to do much to pick up knowledge beyond what the doctor wanted of him, that he didn’t have contact with just about anyone other than Dr. Koulas, and that she and Noah were the first humans he’d seen apart from his creator, the first exposure he had to the ones the doctor called unworthy. When she asked him what he thought of Dr. Koulas, his responses were all praise…but, they were the kind of praise that was impersonal. Dedicated, intelligent, a master of his field, all things that could reasonably be objectively stated as true, but Jeanne hadn’t really heard him say anything about how Aziz felt about him. Certainly, it would have been obvious if he had been strongly attached to him…and the fact that he was trying very hard not to say anything bad about him made Jeanne strongly suspect that there were things he wanted to say but didn’t feel he could.

Jeanne was no expert, but she liked to think she was as good as any regular person at picking up on subtle cues. And the her, it all spoke of resentment. His attitudes around and towards him that he tried to hide, his unwillingness to show attachment to him…certainly Aziz was capable of showing attachment, he showed a fair bit towards her, so it wasn’t just that he couldn’t. And perhaps Dr. Koulas was too wrapped up in himself to notice if Aziz didn’t make it obvious, which was why he was subtle about it. And this was pretty much the only opening she had…if she could get Aziz more on their side, maybe they had a chance. Maybe he wouldn’t go against Dr. Koulas in the end, but it wasn’t like there were any other real options…a long shot was better than no shot.

“I feel sorry for what you’ve had to be put through for his sake…you didn’t deserve any of it. I hope that the pain has faded somewhat…despite it all, you really are a fine soul.” She thought she saw a flicker in his eyes...maybe she imagined it, but she decided that that was about as far as she should go now. She’d talked with him before about how awful it was that Dr. Koulas made him do things, and she got the sense that going in too deep like that made him uncomfortable, threatened to push him away…keeping it more about his positive qualities seemed more effective. She didn’t know what he was going to do, but Aziz certainly seemed moved, even if just a little, by her gentle poking. That would only be one part of things, though…even if she got Aziz on their side more, they still didn’t really have much in the way of plans. But she had to take one thing at a time.

———

Noah was not privy to any of these conversations, or even the plan. Still, he had his suspicions…occasionally he would see Jeanne’s mouth moving, even if he couldn’t hear what she was saying. And he didn’t begrudge her those moments, especially because he had a feeling that, were it him in the same position, he wouldn’t be able to resist speaking Aziz’s praises himself.

It was a very bizarre situation for Noah to be in. The pheromone had him constantly horny with no means to get off other than his own hand…except, by now, even that wasn’t enough, he needed to be imagining or watching Aziz getting it on with his wife. Even if he tried to think of her alone, Aziz crept in…the pheromone simply made it impossible for him to get his mind off of the lizard, even if he wanted to. There was a bit of envy for the lizard, getting to do what Noah would normally have been the only one allowed to do…but also a bit of envy for Jeanne as well, as Noah was having trouble not wanting the lizard himself. He didn’t feel any antipathy towards Aziz himself over anything, either. It was as though an exception had been carved out in his head for the lizard, that he had permission that wouldn’t have been allowed anyone else.

It was more than just an allowance, too: Noah was starting to WANT Aziz to fuck Jeanne.

Granted, there was maybe more to that than it might have appeared on the surface. For one thing, Aziz fucking Jeanne was the only thing that brought Noah some of his own relief, and he needed some respite from the boners. But Dr. Koulas was trying to push it as well, taunting him privately with remarks about how Aziz must have been ruining her for unworthy human males, highlighting how much pleasure Jeanne was getting out of being lanced by Aziz, and telling him that the superior males always made their prowess obvious. Noah never responded to these deliberate jabs, not wanting to give Dr. Koulas the joy of his frustration any more overtly than he had to, but it was hard for them to leave his head, especially given what he was seeing.

And he was seeing more than ever…he woke up to Aziz having his way with Jeanne once again, and though he was laying on his cot not looking at the window, he was still getting a show. There were monitors in his room now, brought in while he was asleep one night, and whenever they were on, he knew he was getting either a live broadcast or a recording…and always the same type of thing.

Namely, the inside of Jeanne’s uterus as it was getting invaded by a thick, pointed reptilian cock.

Noah suspected the camera had to have been implanted at some point during one of those periods that Jeanne was taken out of her room for ‘examinations.’ She always filled him in on what Dr. Koulas was doing or saying during those, how he was threatening Noah to keep her in line, probing deep inside her, things like that…he wished he could do something to stop it, but Noah’s room door was perpetually locked, he hadn’t had any opportunity to leave in who knew how long. All he could do was witness the results, and this was one of them. He got a view almost no one ever got, a front-row seat to what an attempted impregnation looked like from the inside.

And shameful as it was, the first thing he did was start to fap to it. Taking his cock in hand and stroking it as he watched the screen show his wife being pounded by Aziz, plunging his cock in deeper than any human would reasonably be able to go, both of them leaking fluid all over the place and making for plenty of wet splashing all over the place. Noah couldn’t help but moan as he watched, seeing the most direct evidence of what Aziz was attempting to accomplish right in front of his face.

The loud hiss was the warning siren of what he was going to see next. That cock pushed in deep, and then white erupted from the tip, spurting hard and splashing around quite vigorously. It didn’t take long before the camera was fully obscured, a sheen of dense white covering most of everything…he could see some evidence of flow around with their mingling fluids moving past, but Aziz’s cum was winning out, as it usually did. And that was all Noah needed to cum himself, shuddering and moaning as his own cock spurted a jet of spunk into the air to drop onto himself. He kept stroking as long as he could, trying to draw as much of his spunk out as he could…even as he finished, though, the amount felt unsatisfactory, unimpressive.

As if on cue, Dr. Koulas’s voice came through. “Do you see? There is no chance that an inferior human can come close to the virility of my masterpiece. You couldn’t shoot that much given ten times as many orgasms. The human race is woefully worthless as breeders, my lizards will easily outcompete them. No human woman would want a human man as their partner when faced with such a better choice! Your wife will be much happier being bred by Aziz than she ever would be with you!”

Noah kept quiet, thankfully helped a bit by the afterglow of his own orgasm. He didn’t believe Dr. Koulas on that last part, for sure…he wasn’t ready to surrender totally, to give her up entirely, no matter how his feelings were recently. He still loved Jeanne, and she still seemed to love him, and he trusted that he wasn’t misreading that. The doctor was trying to break them apart, he was sure of it…why, he didn’t know, it seemed to him that he could accomplish what he wanted to do without doing so, but it probably made sense in his warped head. He was determined not to let that beat them…

And yet…although he tried to deny it, part of him seemed to be accepting some of that. Even if something was futzing with his head, it didn’t change the fact that he was starting to see Aziz as the superior male, just as the doctor suggested. Would he have gotten such pleasure out of watching his wife be fucked by Aziz if he didn’t feel like Aziz was somehow more worthy of it? Would he have been more jealous of his wife being taken by Aziz than Aziz taking his wife if he didn’t somehow think the reptile was above him?

And the part that was most serious, most troubling that he couldn’t get rid of…the fact that a small part of him was starting to want Aziz to succeed. Even as much as his rational mind knew it was a problem, that Dr. Koulas getting what he wanted was going to be a problem on some level and might lead to all new issues, that he wasn’t going to be actually happy if it really happened, there was a piece of him that watched his wife get humped by that lizard, watched that cock close up gush its threatening jizz into her, and was just hoping that it would take. He would never dare say that to anyone, but it was getting tougher not to acknowledge that it was there, helping to fuel those boners that he relieved on watching the scenes. He felt a bit guilty about it, but what else was he supposed to do? All he had was trying to get some relief from the constant arousal and try to keep Jeanne’s spirits up…she was the one going through the hardest trials right now, he needed to make sure she got through them all right.

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LOG #1073

It becomes a scientist to always re-examine his positions and revise them if they seem incorrect. I had expected that the separation would hasten the dissolution of the pair bond, but it does not seem to have demonstrated as such. Now I suspect that such a thing might have been an error, that it provides them with a ready excuse to discount the behaviors they witnessed as being caused by their separation. Having them share space and still be unable to resist their better will surely be more effective at getting them to give up the pretense. And Aziz being able to control both of them and prove his superiority directly over each one might further hasten that. Fortunately, I have just such a space prepared to allow this. Presenting it as a bonus for their cooperation should leave them unsuspecting of my true intentions - they will fight harder if they know I am trying to get them to abandon each other. Such is the pesky side of a pair bond, and why my great creations will have no need for such things.

———

They could hardly believe it was happening once they heard it. After being separated by a wall for goodness knew how long, unable to touch each other and helpless to do anything for each other, the announcement came that Noah and Jeanne would be allowed to share a living space. It would be a different room than either of them had inhabited before, a little bit larger to accommodate three people comfortably, though in terms of aesthetic it was still going to be much like a fairly sterile lab room. Still, the decor was not the main consideration for them, it was the fact that they would once again be able to be together.

Of course, there were caveats, as well. Just because they were allowed to share space didn’t mean everything else wasn’t going to continue. Aziz was still going to be a prominent fixture, would still be trying to impregnate Jeanne, and Noah was warned rather firmly that any attempt to either interfere with Aziz’s efforts or to attempt vaginal sex with Jeanne on his own would be met with very severe consequences - the threat of castration and penectomy was one that sat very firmly in Noah’s mind. And they were still to be obedient to the doctor and to Aziz, with the warning that it would be easy to see anything that they might try to conspire to do. They had both reluctantly agreed to all this, knowing that their options were virtually non-existent - an escape in their current conditions, even if they managed to get away from the lab, would almost certainly be as good as a death sentence. They would need some kind of help if they were to survive such a breakout, and there seemed very little chance of that at the current moment.

The first embrace they had after being reunited felt like a miracle. Just being able to be together again was something that sent such relief through each of them; they had endured quite a lot, and would be enduring quite a lot more, but they at least had the chance to do it while able to be next to each other. Naturally, Dr. Koulas had tried to ruin the mood by being derisive of their emotions, but for once they were able to tune him out, if only for a brief time, too caught up in the reunion to care what anyone else thought.

The emotions couldn’t be left to linger too long, though. They only had a brief time before Aziz would come in and the pheromones would take precedence once again. Keeping their voices quite low, pretending they were just whispering sweet nothings to each other, they shared what they could. Jeanne talked of her efforts to speak to Aziz, to try to undermine his connection to the doctor and how he was responding; it seemed almost embarrassing when she recounted it, almost like she was trying to seduce the lizard, but there was no question that it was something that could work to their benefit if they had someone they could potentially help.

Noah had his own insights to share, as well. Bored out of his skull with nothing to do except masturbate to Aziz’s humping his wife, he had started to try to figure out more about their situation from what he could get Dr. Koulas to let slip. It was a lot harder for Jeanne to pick up on things like this with Aziz constantly working on her, she was left weary and falling asleep a lot more, but Noah was a lot less affected by that part of things. What he’d managed to get out was at least informative, if only dubiously helpful. The lab had to be located deep in the forests of Bali, quite possibly in the Bali Barat National Park. How Dr. Koulas had managed to get it built in the first place was beyond him, but it was highly isolated, difficult to get to and without any great risk of discovery by tourists or explorers. It might even have been partly inside a mountainside, providing extra invisibility from anyone that might look overhead. Dr. Koulas had mentioned there being other rooms that weren’t in use for now, which he might have been expecting to fill with his ‘superior race’ over time. But currently they seemed to be empty…as was most of the rest of the lab. In fact, only the four of them were there on a constant basis. It was certain that there had to be others in on the whole thing, but they weren’t always there, and maybe stayed a night or two but always left. Noah had heard footsteps when all four of them were too occupied to have been making them, so he knew there had to be someone else around at times, but Dr. Koulas had also made mention of how no one else was around at other times. At this point, Noah was suspecting hired goons who were doing supply runs for the mad doctor; he had to wonder how much they knew, if they were aware of what was being done in there, if they would have cared even if they did. He really doubted they were on the up-and-up, though, if they were willing to do something like what they were doing - they had to know SOMETHING was up in the lab and at best they were happy to look the other way, probably because of the money. And the odds of them helping aid an escape seemed pretty remote to him…but he did wonder if there was some way that they could possibly make use of the fact that there WERE people coming in and out. They had to be getting there somehow.

There wasn’t a good window to talk about it then, though, as Aziz made his entrance almost as soon as Noah finished with what he knew. And both of them knew that their minds would be on something else before long…at least they had had a chance to start thinking and get on the same page.

The engineered reptile stood before them quietly for a moment, allowing his pheromones to take hold again as they looked up at him; they could feel the warmth rising in their bodies, the attentions towards Aziz growing stronger and tweaking their perceptions of him to their usual apex. Such a sexy, studly beast, such powerful and handsome muscles, such an aura of erotic primacy, how could they possibly compare? Jeanne relented first, turning and offering herself to Aziz, the reptile stepping forward and taking hold of her…he turned her so that she was faced away from him, bringing her down over one of the cots. Jeanne’s fingers gripped the side as she felt that staff prodding at her, her body aching to be fucked. Noah could only look on in envy…Jeanne was more expressive than he’d ever remembered her being with him, he wished he could inspire the same raw lust, but he lacked that calculated trigger that Aziz did, which perhaps made sense since Aziz was designed to be simply better than him. They may have been together, but it seemed he would still be watching…

But then Aziz looked at him. Noah felt a jolt within him as those eyes met his…for a brief moment, he thought, almost hoped, that he would be asked to take her place, a bizarre thought he’d not expected. But instead, Aziz pointed with one clawed finger to the cot, near where Jeanne’s head was. “Sit. She will relieve you.” Noah’s brain needed a moment to process that, until he realized his own erection…it was odd how he’d just not really thought about it in the haze of Aziz’s appearance. Was his scent just stronger now? Or was he being affected by the fact that Aziz could touch him? He didn’t dwell on this, obediently clambering over the cot and positioning himself near his wife’s head. The lust fogging her eyes was intense, he’d seen that before, just not so close up…

And then Aziz thrust in, and Jeanne threw her head back and wailed in bliss. That lizard cock sank in deep, intent on having another go at a successful impregnation. It was slightly different, though, Aziz was slower in his motions this time, drawing out each insertion and extraction…like he was holding back, waiting for something. Slowly she was pushed down a bit more, and she opened her eyes to see Noah’s erection almost right in her face. She hesitated but a moment, wondering if she was going to upset someone, but she dimly recalled they had been given the green light for some things…her mouth opened, and she wrapped her lips around her husband’s cock, starting to lick and suckle on it as best she could. Now it was Noah’s turn to make noise, groans and moans as he felt that familiar, yet long-denied sensation on his parts once more. Too long, he’d been denied for too long…

Now Aziz was taking more of the familiar pace, the loud squelching ringing from their coupling extra audible to Noah in such close proximity, with nothing between them anymore. He could swear that was arousing him almost as much as Jeanne’s blowjob, though it still somehow managed to come second in spite of everything. His fingers clutched to the cot as he tried to hold his hips back from bucking into Jeanne, who was clearly preoccupied and he didn’t want to distress her or surprise her. His eyes darted between her head and the point where her and Aziz’s bodies met, the two sights fighting for attention in his conflicted mind. He knew he shouldn’t have been enjoying the sight of his wife being ravaged by some bestial creature right in front of him…somehow that didn’t change how enticing Aziz’s conquest seemed to be.

Suddenly Jeanne pushed down further on Noah’s dick, and only then did he realize how close he was to going off. Having had nothing but his hand for so long, and such a powerful force arousing him endlessly during that time, maybe he should have known he wouldn’t be able to hold on for long…he tried to fight back the urges, but those pushes got harder, coming in time with Aziz’s thrusts. It seemed almost like the lizard was trying to push him over the edge, controlling the pace from afar even as he allowed Jeanne to work her magic. A subtle hint to him who was in charge here, even if they were allowed to act on their own…the two of them were his to play with, to do what he was meant to do…

With a cry, Noah released, his seed spurting into Jeanne’s mouth as she latched on tight, moaning and sucking hard, seemingly intent on swallowing every drop. THAT part was different, she usually didn’t do that, and he’d never minded that, but Noah couldn’t deny that the tight hold and continued pressure and licking felt quite fantastic. Was she giving him extra attention to compensate? Maybe this was a little defiance from her…allowing Aziz to do what he wanted but not surrendering total control to him. Maybe he was reading too much into it, but if this was a sign, he was going to take it for what it was worth…maybe there were little ways he could assert himself, too.

Good as it was, Noah run dry well before Aziz was done. As he come down from the pleasure high, he could see the reptile looking at him…his face flushed, was he being judged on his haste? If he was, Aziz didn’t say anything, but he definitely felt like the lizard was outdoing him in that regard…which didn’t bug him as much as it probably should have. But Aziz did do something - he drew Jeanne away from Noah, pulling her further into himself, while his eyes clearly told Noah not to do anything. Slowly he pulled out of Jeanne, and then turned her over onto her back on the cot, so that he was the foremost thing in her vision. He spread her legs, giving Noah as clear a sight of his cock pushing into his wife’s cunt as there could be. Noah could only watch, transfixed, as that long, thick organ delved deep inside and dragged out, lewd slurping sounds coming from their coupling that lingered in his ears along with Jeanne’s cries of rapture. He might not have been hard anymore, but there was still a heat in his body that refused to fade as he watched the attempted breeding taking place right in front of him, both helpless and unwilling to stop it.

Jeanne was getting even more intensity than usual from Aziz, the force of his thrusts almost a command to her to remind her her duty. Her legs wrapped around him, and her arms clung to his as she facilitated the show for her husband, allowing him to see that sensational cock spear deep into her, bringing her wild rushes of pleasure, orgasms that refused to relent and built in ferocity. Aziz had her pinned down tight now, even if she couldn’t and wouldn’t have stopped him this was a demonstration, and she was rapidly conceding to it, just as Noah seemed to be. The heat within her loins build higher and hotter, that muscular and scarred body above her was pushing itself to the limits imposing on her. She could feel him throbbing inside her, he was sure to release soon…his next attempt to impregnate her was about to culminate, and her body was welcoming it, almost begging for it.

Aziz’s head was thrown back and a fierce hiss escaped him, a primal sound that betrayed his animalistic origins as he released another hot deluge of reptilian spunk into Jeanne. The female let out her own loud cry, almost breathless from the raw pleasure as it raced through her, responding to the trigger of being filled as Aziz had been designed, accepting all of him into her and clinging to him, trying to milk more of his virility out into her. There was so much of it, it was seeping out of her around his cock even despite the thickness of it trying to hold it all in.

Her writhing slowed as the pleasure abated, leaving her panting, breathless, a sweaty mess on the cot. Aziz’s hands released their grip on her, and he pulled back and out of Jeanne, letting her rest. His eyes lingered on Noah for a bit, almost daring the human to challenge him, and seemingly satisfied when Noah made no effort to. He stepped away from them and onto another cot, sitting down on it and bowing his head; his dick was softening and retreating into its slit, a disappearance that was unlikely to be prolonged, but a sign that they were on break. Noah slipped off the cot and got on his knees next to Jeanne, hands running over her hair and clutching her hand, a moment of intimacy that they were being allowed…he was going to take advantage of that where he could, who knew how many chances they would have?

———

Noah wasn’t sure when he had fallen asleep…all he knew was that as he was nudged awake, the first thing he saw was a rather titanic dick in his face. He pulled away a bit in reflex, before his mind caught up and he found himself unable to move, caught between trying to pull back and leaning forward…the scent of the reptile’s musk was heavy in his nose, Aziz must have been there a bit already, letting that scent concentrate around Noah. Deliberately? The human’s eyes glanced up towards the reptile’s face, and found it impossible to read. It seemed almost…contemplative. What could he have been thinking?

Whatever it was, Noah wasn’t to get any insight. Instead, Aziz stepped away, over to the cot where Jeanne was now sitting up, looking a touch vacant from the pheromone. She didn’t resist as Aziz lifted her, then laid down on the cot underneath her. A claw beckoned to the human, pointing him to the other end…Noah obeyed, rising up and walking towards the two as Jeanne was working into position herself. She was facing away from Aziz, trying to rise up over his cock to drop down on it…it wasn’t a position Noah was familiar with. Had it been Aziz’s idea? He did seem to have a somewhat disconcerting amount of knowledge about sex positions…what was that doctor teaching him?

Aziz’s voice broke him out of his thoughts. “Line her up.”

“…Uh?”

“She is trying to balance on me…she is unstable. Take hold of me and put it where it needs to go.”

Noah cast his eyes down to that point…Aziz’s cock was already near Jeanne’s pussy, it didn’t look like it needed that much help. But he could imagine it slipping off to the side if she didn’t go down the right way, which probably wouldn’t be very enjoyable for either of them. Jeanne was doing her best, but she didn’t seem to really be optimally set up for this position either, and needed her arms to balance her properly…it would go a lot more smoothly if he took hold of the reptile’s dick and held it in place for her. The thought occurred to him that he should be frustrating this effort, trying to keep Aziz from having another successful breeding…it passed by without a wisp of acknowledgment as the male sank onto his knees, reaching out and grasping Aziz’s shaft for the first time.

A lot of strange thoughts passed through his head in that moment…it was the first time he’d ever grabbed another male’s genitalia deliberately. Incidental contact had happened, of course, but he never had reason to come into contact with a man like that. It didn’t bother him the way he thought it would, either...in fact it was more the opposite, he found himself entranced by it, the warmth it possessed (weren’t lizards cold-blooded? Probably the doctor’s work), the raw size of it, the smooth and slick texture of the flesh and the fluids, the way it pulsed gently with awe-rendering virility. He was fairly sure he shouldn’t be so enraptured by another man’s cock, particularly one that was about to do such scandalous things to his wife…yet, he couldn’t find it in himself to be bothered by any of this. It was almost as if Aziz defied everything that should have gone without saying, like his mind had simply accepted the primacy of the reptile and validated any and all worship of him.

But he also had a job to do. And as soon as his head snapped back into awareness, he shifted the angle of that cock so that Jeanne’s folds could easily be spread open by it as soon as she dropped. And almost the moment it was in place, she did so…pushing herself down on that dick, giving Noah another front-row seat of her claiming by that reptile. Aziz let out a soft hiss in pleasure as Jeanne started to raise herself up and drop herself down, that cock getting a little bit deeper every time. Noah couldn’t stop watching it…it was almost mesmerizing, the rhythmic motion of the bodies linking and parting, the soft slick slurps as they met, the mixture of scents that hung in the air around them…once again he was finding himself painfully hard, his fingers twitching as they tried to decide whether they wanted to reach down and paw at himself or keep their firm grip to the tool that his wife was impaling herself on.

“Oooh…Noah…” Jeanne moaned out quietly, her voice breathy from the exertion. “You’re…helping him stay in me, aren’t you?” She sounded almost enthralled at the idea…of course she probably was, if Noah was this affected Jeanne had to be even more so, she’d spent more time around him and had much more contact with him.

“Y-yeah…I am. I’m watching you…push him into you.” Noah wasn’t even sure it was himself saying it, it felt like someone else moving his mouth. “It’s…incredible. How…how does it fit into you?”

“I…don’t know…but…it does…it feels amazing…it’s warm, and slides in so…so easily. But it makes me feel so full…it’s huge, it goes so deep, deeper than I thought possible…”

“I’ve…I’ve seen how deep it goes. That…does that feel good for you?”

“Oh, Noah…it feels…amazing. I don’t…even know how to describe it, nothing’s ever done that before. I never thought it could feel like that…and when it does, his…his cum, it…it just splashes in there, so hard…it’s so wild being able to, to FEEL that…”

Why was this making him so horny…his rational mind was trying to yap at him about what was going on, but it was speaking to an empty auditorium, the rest of him had checked out. He could see fluids running down Aziz’s dick as Jeanne exposed it when she rose, splattering around when she dropped down. His or hers? Or both? The scent said both…Noah knew Jeanne’s scent, but there was so much of Aziz in there that it was only a hint in comparison. Both of which were so enticing…he wanted them both, couldn’t pull himself away, found himself drawn closer and closer, to the point of their coupling. His hand pulled away, she was down on him enough now that he was no longer needed, but he was using that hand now to help him lean closer, between the two sets of outstretched legs, his face getting very close to where Jeanne was riding that impressive dick.

What am I doing?

The answer came in the form of a lick. His tongue lightly grazing the shaft, tasting both the potent meat and the fluids dribbling down it. He heard a hiss from Aziz, could sense the body shifting a little bit, though he couldn’t see much from where he was…nothing that seemed to suggest he was doing anything wrong, though, so he continued, getting a little more lost in it as he did. The taste of Aziz was unlike anything he could try to compare to, a dry muskiness that melded with a thickness that seemed almost a hint bitter, neither greatly appealing or aversive on just the raw taste but lighting up a part of Noah’s senses that was intricately drawn to it. Melded with the flavor of Jeanne, it was especially enticing and arousing, almost addictive.

Almost without thinking, he found himself licking more and more, lapping up whatever juices leaked down Aziz’s shaft as he thrust in and out of Jeanne, the raw flavor and the scent of Aziz’s musk buffeting his senses so totally he could scarcely think straight. His face was getting a bit wet as a result, but he barely even registered this - his task was all that mattered. Whenever Aziz buried himself all the way in, his tongue danced on Jeanne’s clit and labia, making her moan louder, and then she would be lifted and Aziz’s cock would get his tongue, the reptile grunting and hissing in undeniably euphoric tones. And Noah was struggling to decide which sounds were more satisfying for his ears…

Suddenly it stopped. Noah thought he might have done something wrong at first, when he saw those reptilian eyes looking down at him. But Aziz said nothing…instead, he rose up, still holding Jeanne on him, and made a motion for Noah to turn over. The male human complied, mystified at what was being asked of him…a moment later, Jeanne was brought down over him, on all fours above Noah, with Aziz bearing down on her. The forceful thrusting resumed, and Noah was treated to the closest view yet of his wife getting ravaged by that muscular lizard that had them both under his thrall. The sound of slick slurping rang in his ears, overshadowing everything else, and the fluids that he’d been licking up were now splattering down on his face.

Noah was still able to crane his head up a bit to lick, but it wasn’t quite as effective from this angle. But he could still catch those fluids as they rained down on him, the taste of Aziz and Jeanne still gracing his tongue. His cock was achingly hard, but his hands remained gripped to the cot, not bothering to attend to it…he’d gotten a little bit used to depriving himself in this manner over the course of his captivity, since he couldn’t just constantly be masturbating. At least he was getting something out of this, the thrill of that up-close-and-personal view of Aziz’s latest attempts to breed Jeanne, and the flavor of his fluids and hers as they melded to do the deed.

And it was about to get more substantial…A sudden uptick in speed, and then Noah saw it, that slight pulsing of the spire of flesh lodging itself in his wife. And then Aziz hissed loud enough for him to hear clearly, and Jeanne cried out, and Noah was treated to the sight of an orgasm right up close. The visible clenching of Jeanne’s body around that invading shaft, the throbbing of that dick as it pumped its load into her…Noah never in his life thought he’d find something like this so compelling, but here he was, watching in rapt attention as Aziz gave his latest attempt to knock Jeanne up.

He didn’t even move until Aziz shifted over him, pulling himself out slowly, revealing his cum-covered cock to him. It flopped down rapidly as it got out, plunging onto Noah’s face; the male opened up and licked at it, drawing as much of the cum off of it as he could and holding it in his mouth, shivering a bit as he tasted both Aziz and Jeanne even more intensely. The flavor of Aziz’s spunk was much saltier and thicker than anything else, such a strong flavor that was almost overpowering…he fought the urge to spit, instead swallowing a bit of it before licking more off, cleaning the reptile until Aziz was apparently satisfied and pulled away.

Suddenly Noah’s vision was clear again, Jeanne rolling off from over him. A few seconds later, there she was again, this time laying with him face to face. Noah looked into her eyes…they were a bit cloudy from rapture, but there was still something so passionate and loving within them…a look he’d been pining for for a while, that he’d wondered in the back of his head if he’d truly be able to see again. Before he knew what was happening, Jeanne was kissing him, her tongue entering his mouth...she didn’t seem to be at all put off by the remaining lizard seed that was in his mouth as she kissed him deeply, drawing in some of that fluid herself. Noah lost himself in it, returning her kiss and sharing himself and Aziz with her, just as the rest of him was doing. But this was reassuring, somehow…he could feel it in her, the passion wasn’t gone, even if Aziz was laying claim to her body now and they could do nothing but accept it, she was still his and he hers, they hadn’t been pulled apart.

A slight bump distracted them both, though not enough for them to break apart, just enough to take a peek next to them. One of the cots had been brought next to the one they were laying on…it looked as if Aziz had pushed them together. The lizard lay down next to the snogging duo and wrapped an arm around them, turning Jeanne to lay against him but not pulling her away from Noah. The two finally broke their kiss, but held each other close as fatigue overcame them again. The touch of Aziz lingered on them, one that was unexpectedly gentle compared to what they had felt before…

———

When Noah woke up, he was alone in the makeshift bed. He could still taste Aziz in his mouth…it was a flavor that was hard to forget. It took him a moment, but he became aware of the sounds that were being made from nearby…lewd slurping and moaning sounds, and the quite groans and hisses that Aziz made when he was enjoying himself. Which meant he could guess who was giving him that pleasure. And after being pounded so hard twice…she has a lot more energy than I would have thought I wonder if the doctor did something to make that happen?

He rose up, and sure enough, it was Jeanne kneeling in front of Aziz, his cock in her mouth as she bobbed over it. It was an eager and vigorous blowjob, just like the one she’d given him not that long ago, though she couldn’t get nearly as far on Aziz’s girthy offering. He was weirdly turned on by the sight of that…well, a lot of weird things were turning him on lately. Aziz himself qualified as one of those weird things, so maybe it was normal that a lot of things involving him were doing the same thing. He felt his own loins stirring at the sight, bringing him back that heat of desire that had grown so familiar…

It took him a moment to realize that Aziz’s eyes were on HIM. Not on Jeanne, not like he would have expected. Noah felt a shiver run through him…that look was different from the previous ones. What was going on?

“…Enough.” It was a simple word, but sent another surprise through Noah as he guided Jeanne away from his cock. He doubted he could have convinced his wife to stop if it had been him…he thought at first that Aziz was going to put on another show, but instead, he moved past Jeanne entirely, eyes almost boring into Noah. “You. You will take me this time.”

“…Wh…what?”

“You heard me. And I know you understand.”

Well, sort of, at least…Noah understood the basic idea behind the proposal, sure. What he didn’t understand was WHY. Why would Aziz be doing such things with him? The idea of this big, intimidating lizard entering him…well, Noah’s thoughts weren’t exactly clear on that. He’d had those weird fantasies and envies here and there, and the arousal he had for Aziz was hard to deny, even if it was bizarre for him to have it. He’d never had sex with another male before, never even considered it, it wasn’t his orientation…

But you were licking his cock just before you went to sleep. And you were enjoying it.

Truths he couldn’t deny…there was something about Aziz that seemed to usurp his usual feelings in a lot of ways. And even as he was frightened and intimidated now, he wasn’t feeling any reduction in arousal…quite the opposite, his boner throbbed in agonizing need, maybe punishing him for not giving it any attention during their last romp. And just as he felt himself wavering, he heard Jeanne’s voice from behind Aziz. “Don’t worry, Noah…you’ll be fine. I can handle him, you’ll be able to as well.”

It wasn’t the most elaborate reassurance, but Jeanne had a point, she’d taken that thick cock all the way into her numerous times and she seemed to enjoy it. And really, it wasn’t like this was a proposal…Aziz was simply telling Noah what was going to happen, not asking for opinion or objection. And the scarred komodo dragon creature drove this point home by grabbing Noah’s wrist, not particularly gently, and pulling him to his feet before turning him around, clearly ready to start whether Noah was or not. He wasn’t, but he didn’t fight it, letting himself be positioned properly. Feeling that cock start to rub against his back and rear was disconcerting, it felt even bigger than it looked.

Aziz rubbed a bit, then seemed to change his mind about then being upright - the mechanics didn’t seem to line up, he was just that much taller than the human was. Noah felt the hands on his side guide him back down onto the bed, on his hands and knees…and with Jeanne right in Noah’s view, his wife smiling at him reassuringly. She was about to watch him get nailed by Aziz…

I suppose it’s only fair, I watched her.

He winced as he felt the tip of that cock press against his pucker. His fingers gripped the bed tight, he found himself breathing rather heavily. He didn’t really know what he was doing, Aziz wasn’t explaining anything, the lizard just seemed to know what to do on his end. He had the easier job, though, just sticking it in…Noah figured the best thing to do was to try to relax, but he wasn’t really sure how to do that. And before he got any idea of how, the tip of that cock pushed hard, and he let out a tense cry as the first couple inches pierced his rear. It was more of a stretch than he was ready for, and he was clenched down on Aziz more than he probably should have been. There was no question he was hurting a bit…but, mercifully, Aziz wasn’t pushing him. He stayed there, not pulling out but not going deeper…and slowly, at least to himself, Noah felt the ache abate and felt himself relaxing a little bit at least. Not enough to not make it feel like a tight fit, but enough that it wasn’t so uncomfortable anymore.

At least, not until Aziz pushed deeper. And that was when Noah realized he was going to be inched towards handling it, it wasn’t going to go in easy but Aziz was determined to make it happen. And so it did…every time Noah got to the point where he was handling it, Aziz pushed deeper, making a new bit of ache and pain surge through. And then he stopped, letting Noah relax and adjust…it helped when Noah felt that pressed gush out of the tip, every time he felt that fluid touch him it made the pain fade away faster, helped him relax more easily around that immense girth, and smoothed the next movement in. And Jeanne’s encouragement, quiet but earnest, was always in his ears…her voice helped him settle down, reminding him that she’d been through this already, she’d clearly gotten to enjoying it, he could too. And when he felt the scaly body bump up against his rear, he knew the worst of it was probably over, he was as deep as he could go…which felt pretty damn deep, Aziz felt impaled farther in than should have been possible. But, if he could do so in Jeanne, why not himself?

The ache faded faster on this last part, and Noah found himself almost ready for the main event. Aziz, though, seemed determined to undermine his stability, as he pulled out and then thrust back in, with a good bit more intensity, making Noah cry out loud again as his body relaxed and then stretched all over again. There was a heat building back there, it felt intense already and every motion Aziz made seemed to amplify it. Noah struggled to relax and let it happen, he wanted it to feel better than this if he was going to take a dick like this…

Then he felt it, as Aziz stroked over it…a spot inside him that got a very different reaction out of him, a gasp and moan and a jolt of pleasure through his groin. It staved off the burn a bit, giving him something else to focus on, and Aziz seemed to focus on making sure he felt that, as he was hitting it a lot more often after getting that reaction. Noah’s dick, which had been struggling to maintain its stiffness, surged back to life as the reptilian cock molested that hot spot, dulling the ache more as the competing sensations fought for prominence. And the pleasure was starting to gain ground, as Noah’s body was starting to relax and adjust to the stretching and the pressure, loosening up almost involuntarily.

“It’s starting to feel better, isn’t it?” Jeanne spoke up, a bit breathlessly as she watched the scene and toyed with herself. “He’s so big, but it’s like he makes you able to handle him, no matter what…and then it feels nothing but amazing, you know?”

Noah was starting to get that impression. His grunts and groans were slowly melting into pants and moans as the tension eased, and things started to feel so much better. And as he did, Aziz was starting to pick up the pace, his grip getting tighter and more possessive as he began to work the human more forcefully. Now Noah was starting to get the experience his wife had been getting all this time, and he was responding the same way, slowly getting overwhelmed with the blissful sensations, his cock brushing and rubbing against the cot and leaking precum all over it. The excitement was making his heart pound against his chest…it was what his addled mind had been seeking, the reptile’s conquest over him that he’d craved on a deep level he didn’t understand but couldn’t deny.

Then Aziz slammed in, and held himself there…those scaly arms wrapped around his chest, and lifted him up into the air. Noah was thrown for a loop, squirming a bit in the grip as he felt that thickness stretch him so deep...and then they were moving, Aziz walking away from the bed and towards the wall, and Jeanne. Noah saw his wife scooting back against the wall, smiling demurely up at them as Aziz brought her husband over to her. It wasn’t clear if Aziz even noticed her as he closed in, reaching the wall and using his strength to pin Noah against it; Noah could hear the lizard breathing in his ear, keep and heavy and with a mild hissing sound that seemed so primal that it couldn’t help but trigger more of that adrenaline to pump through him.

Once again, Aziz began to hump, but this time far harder and faster than before. Despite the distinct uptick in force, Noah didn’t feel a return of that discomfort - quite the contrary, it felt better than ever, particularly the ruthless pounding of his prostate which was making him see stars. And if that wasn’t good enough already, he felt a warm wetness suddenly envelop his cock, gasping out loud and coming dangerously close to shooting off right then as Jeanne started to work his shaft with vigor. Caught in the middle, unable to do anything except try to cling to the wall and endure the pleasurable double-teaming as long as he could…and it wasn’t going to be long, he was certain of that.

And if that wasn’t enough, he felt Aziz drive in harder…the reptile was showing a gear he wasn’t sure he’d seen with Jeanne, even as vigorous as he could be this seemed different. Though maybe it was just the fact that he was feeling it now rather than seeing it, maybe it just seemed harder. Noah’s own dick was twitching and tense in Jeanne’s mouth, and she was doing everything she could to get him to the point of no return, slurping and licking over it, her tongue rubbing against the head over and over, going right after his weakest point. There was no way he could hold back, not with the two of them working in tandem, the novel experience of being fucked combined with the expert blowjob was too much for him, and he cried out somewhat breathlessly as he came hard, his spunk erupting both into Jeanne’s mouth and out on her face as he bucked reflexively, pulling out of her hold and releasing onto her face. She tried to get a hold again but the movements of both Noah and Aziz kept her from doing so, and the rest of Noah’s release went on her rather than in.

All this, and Aziz was still going…and going harder, slowing down a bit but thrusting with long strokes. Noah could feel that thick cock pulsing inside him, sort of like what he’d thought he’d noticed before when watching and licking at the lizard’s tool as it was trying to breed his wife…suddenly a voice cut into the room. “Aziz! Do not waste your seed on him! The female is there, finish in her!”

Aziz slammed in, held himself there…Noah felt a tension in the reptile’s body, something unlike anything he’d noticed before. That cock drew slowly out of him, Noah expecting it to vacate…and then a forceful hump back in, and Aziz kept going from there, continuing to drive himself into Noah’s ass with a tight deliberateness. Dr. Koulas roared through the mic again. “AZIZ! What are you doing?! You need to breed the female! Stop this at once!”

Aziz did not stop, however. And it only took a couple more thrusts before Noah heard that loud hiss in his ear - louder and more intense than ever before, was that just because of how close he was or was there more to it? - and suddenly his ass was being flushed with thick reptilian matter, spurting deep inside his body and filling him up in a way Noah never could have imagined experiencing. It was weird, but in a bizarre way satisfying…he almost felt happy feeling that jizz pulsing into him, getting the satisfying conclusion to Aziz’s claiming. That had been what he was after, wasn’t it? He’d been desiring this, wanting the reptile’s attentions, and he’d gotten all of it…even as part of him still questioned these feelings, it couldn’t deny their satisfaction. And Aziz was oddly touchy with him as well, rubbing his body almost gently, and with his gaze downward, Noah could see his tail rubbing against Jeanne’s thigh. Like the last time, something closer than he expected…and that, too, was oddly satisfying.

Someone, though, was very much NOT satisfied. “Damnation! Aziz! Return to the chambers immediately! Do not test my patience!” The speaker audibly thumped as it clicked off…there was no question that the mad doctor was unhappy. Noah was a bit too weary to think about the implications, but he did notice something - Aziz looked away from him, up towards the corner of the room, with as hard a look as he’d ever seen, before pulling the human off of his cock and letting him down. He escorted Noah, with Jeanne flanking her husband on the other side, and left him on the bed before exiting the room.

“How are you feeling?” whispered Jeanne into Noah’s ear, caressing his body lovingly.

“…Fine. Weird, stretched out, tired, but fine…” Noah sighed. “What…just happened?”

“…I’m not sure. But Aziz didn’t do what Dr. Koulas wanted…I hope he’s all right.” Jeanne cast a worried look towards the door. The doctor surely wouldn’t risk his creation’s well-being at such a key point in time, but surely there were things he could do without harming Aziz…she didn’t want him hurt on their account. But they wouldn’t know what happened until he came back, so all they could do was wait, and wonder.

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LOG #1075

Disciplined Aziz. His direct violation of my commands warranted a punishment. The breeding is the most important task, I cannot have him wasting opportunities on the male! He remained defiant following discipline, however. Argued with me that he had no shortage of seed to spend on the female and it was ridiculous that I should be worried about such a trivial thing. Were it not necessary for him to be in the room with them to ensure continued pheromone influence, I would have confined him for his insolence. I will have to explore effective disciplinary measures that will not interrupt the process.

Addendum: on further reflection, it is possible that Aziz felt additional pressure from the notion of competition, and sought to establish himself as the dominant member of the hierarchy as a result. While commendable and effective, I must ensure he does not lose sight of the ultimate goal of reproduction. Perhaps I can engender his cooperation by assuring him the female will be his no matter what, so he has no concern about the male anymore and will not feel compelled to put him in his place. Yes, that for sure will be effective. Still, note to examine other means of reinforcement in the event that he transgresses again.