Damon got Mimi on the machine and put a monitor on her, it would have a built-in microphone so Mimi could hear everything. First, he got the now unconscious Mimosa from the storage room and sedated Mimosa for a while by putting her on a strong sedative IV. He told Mimi everything the whole time, then injected the drug into her ovaries and gelled the whole pelvic area with hormone gels.

"See, Baby, now I'm going to spread Mimi's pussy open the same way I spread yours open and shoot a ripening implant into the mouth of Mimosa's uterus. This implant that you also have. Matures and softens the uterus so I can put the necessary drugs in there. Then I'll jelly Mimo's fuck just like I jellied yours. Well, now we're getting to the point where Mimosa's hormone therapy is on. I'm now turning off this sedative and Mimo should start waking up in 15 minutes. I've got some time to get ready before we start. "

Oh, this guy loves his own voice, I thought. By now the brushes had changed to spiked rollers as they slowly peeled my muscles to shreds. The pain was indescribable and I could control myself not to scream. I decided to sabotage Salvatore's plan a little and lifted my hips as high as I could so that the rollers would sink as deep as possible into my lower abdomen, destroying or damaging my uterus and ovaries. I had had so many miscarriages that I didn't want another one. However, the restrains above my knees prevented me from getting my hips quite as high as I would have liked.

Damon secured Mimosa to her stomach so that Mimosa's legs dangled on either side of the rack. Mimosa would have nowhere to go and Mimi would see everything. Let the stress begin and let it begin well. He made a long incision in Mimosa's back, from the top of her head to the tip of her tail, and sprayed something into the incision so it wouldn't heal.

"Cobalt, Baby," he said. "Works very well locally too." Then he began to slide the metal strip in the same way under Mimo's skin. He peeled away the skin from the underlying tissue. He put in a plate with a wire coming out of it. The plate now extended from the back of Mimo's body all the way to her neck. He put a similar one on the other side. Then he let the wound heal by cutting away the strips of cobalt-coated skin. Two wires were now visible in Mimo's neck. Mimo was awake, and whimpering.

"Did you know Baby, I've always wanted a Mimo pelt..." Damon started lazily. "Now these sheets are getting air and they are expanding stretching Mimo's skin. They also have a kind of tanning agent in them, so the pelt kind of makes itself Baby, how comfortable is that device, I hear it reveals new sides..."

Damon turned the dial, and Mimo's ribs bulged considerably and Mimo whimpered. "See Baby, I have a theory. You've noticed how these numerous treatments of mine have actually strengthened you. You can do more, you're faster, you can take more. I've taken you to your limits. But pregnancy and procreation are alien to you and your mimosa bodies, they have never been trained to endure. But now this time I am training. Let's think about mating. Remember how you were first hurt when Bran took you in wolf form? But not today. Not the last time. Bran hasn't gotten any smaller, you've just learned to deal with the stress. It's going to be a bit the same here next. We'll go over every aspect of reproduction, breeding, gestation, birth, and lactation. So that when the hormone therapy works, and you've got your heat period and your reproductive period coming up, your body will have no trouble withstanding a normal pregnancy because I've already put it through so much more rigorous going through. I'm not saying it's going to be pleasant and it's going to hit you very hard, take strength, and fitness. But the reward. The reward is what matters here. A progeny or more. The stress will be intense, and brutal and I will not stop, no matter how you beg. Now you know what to expect. "

Yeah, I was thinking, crazy is crazy. Always Damon had to come up with a reason for these sessions, always. and it wasn't helped by arguing or negotiating he just wanted to do the thing. The strangest thing, was Bran's statement because I didn't fuck Bran as a wolf or let him step on me. Damon claimed he has no separate bad side but...

And most curiously it was often Bran who defended Damon. "Little girl, Damon is a very old and very strong being. Damon has lived so long that he has his own code. His own way of doing things and unfortunately he enjoys doing things to women. I don't think you are the only woman who has been at the hands of Damon like this but Mimi you can't die. You just can't. Let Damon do and maybe he will see that you are not like other women. You can take whatever he does to you. You're worthy of him."

Bran would lecture me after one session and the next always the same song. It's like Bran wants Damon to do these things to me. I don't understand. And I don't agree with Bran at all. The machine was now up to my bones. The spiky rollers were slowly grinding away at the surface of my bones. It hurt so badly that I was almost unconscious the whole time. Mimo cried and whimpered as the air left the machine and the tanning fluid burned Mimo's muscles and just as the skin was reattached to the muscles the air came back. And I saw it all.

Then Damon finally came to me as the machine stopped. He took the helmet off my head for a moment. I was broken, mangled, shattered. He lifted the lid and took his time admiring what the machine had done. "Is it Baby, your lower belly is a little tender? That's why those ties on your legs, you couldn't quite reach high enough. Not quite. But we'll get to that in a minute. "

Damon untied me and gave the implant a couple of pushes so I didn't really put up much resistance as he lifted me off. He had a plastic apron as he did several times during the session as he lifted or turned my bruised body.

He carried me to some pool and lowered me into it. Then he locked my arms and legs again. He pushed a button and the liquid began to flow. Herbs and metals. I started screaming because now I couldn't stop myself. Damon took a needle and syringe from the table and paralyzed my vocal cords. He put the helmet back on so I could see what he was going to do to Mimo next.

Damon went behind Mimo and lifted Mimo's tail and stuck a few fingers in Mimo's cunt. Then he pulled out the stool and spreader and checked Mimo's womb. He took a thin tube and started to insert it inside Mimo.

Apparently, Mimo's uterus was open. He pushed the tube in and Mimo whimpered. Eventually, he managed to force the hose through the cervix and kept pushing it for quite a while. He then attached the other end of the tube to a 4-liter drip bag with some sort of jelly in it.

He pushed the other tube into poor Mimo and the same thing happened. Then he tilted the table so that Mimo was upside down and opened the tubes and let the stuff drain out. He said "Now both horns have their own cannulas and now I will start to fill and stretch Mimo's uterus. "After less than ten minutes Mimo was panting and whimpering as the pressure in her womb was almost unbearable.

"Baby, Mimo is pregnant now, her uterus is being stretched, stretched big time with a hormone gel. I'm going to keep stretching Mimo's uterus for a while and keep adding volume as I can fit it in. "Damon coldly hung two new 4-litre bags and opened the taps. The bags now flowed more slowly inside Mimo.

Then he came to me. My breasts felt like they were going to explode. They hurt and the throbbing pain was nasty and even the slightest pressure increased the pain 100-fold. Damon came and took my right breast in his palm and squeezed. A spray of milk came from my nipple and the pain took my consciousness. When I woke up it was the same again. Until I didn't pass out anymore. The pain did not diminish at all.

Then he attached pumps to both breasts which began to milk my breasts in extreme pain. It felt like my breasts were on fire. My eyes were wet with tears but my helmet prevented Damon from seeing this. He spread my legs, I was still in the water and focused on my cunt. "Good, almost done. Then we get to the next stage. Look, Baby, I'm not going to do to you what I did to Mimosa and vice versa. Don't assume whatever you see Mimosa doing to you will happen to you."

He pushed a button on the side of the pool and dozens of nozzles began to move the liquid still everywhere. There were now eight liters inside Mimo. Again Damon went to put the next bags in and happily felt Mimo's sides, which were already bulging.

After an hour he came to turn off the pool and lifted me up on a towel. My skin was bright red and blistered and extremely sensitive to the touch. The towel felt like sandpaper on my back and my breasts were finally less sore, now just sore from the powerful pump that had been milking them all along. I had produced an incredible amount of milk and I knew it was eating up my resources.

Damon knew his stuff. Torture, stress. There were a lot of things that affected it. One was this, that Mimo and Mimi could see what was being done to each other, another was psychological torture, talking.

And also mental and physical, but then there was what he knew was the best influence on women, rape, fucking without permission. That feeling of having a dick in your pussy that you don't want in there and there's nothing you can do about it.

This would work for Mimi so perfectly. So beautifully. Mimi had been very very inhibited at first and sex had taken a while before Mimi had really gotten into it, but Mimi had been raped quite a few times and Damon knew it had an effect. That moment when you feel that cock inside you and you can't help it.

That's what Mimi would experience, but first Mimosa's turn. Mimi would get a taste of it. Mimi was a real wildcat in bed these days, but the rape and the breeding talk would be just the right stress points to take Mimi's psyche to the limit.

Damon dried me off in a towel. I passed out several times again. When he stopped and carried me to some kind of rack. This was a bit like the one Bran had tied me to a few times and raped me with alphas. He tied me on all fours and then took the helmet off my head, I could see that I was now in a position where I could see Mimosa clearly. Mimosa was huge. Mimosa's belly was hanging out and her ribs were bulging grotesquely. Damon had mercilessly put bag after bag inside Mimosa. Mimo gasped.

"Baby, Mimo is in labor. There's oxytocin in that drip. That's what makes the uterus contract. But Mimo can't get anything out. Those contractions just intensify so that all that jelly gets absorbed and the less jelly the harder the contractions. But I'll tell you what you get. You're getting a dick. Well, fake dick for starters, but I call this a fuckbuster. So you get a fake dick inside you that's like a wolf. It knots. And I know you got a problem with knotting. This will stretch you very well. This fucks its way deep into your uterus, gets knotted, and starts hormonalizing your uterus so that when I come at you in wolf form, you have no problem taking my knots.

But more on that later. I'll give you a cocktail of drugs first, psychiatric neuroleptics, sedatives, then at some point you'll get that helmet back and it will help you to be in the mood, so to speak. So the experience becomes more authentic. You feel when you're being mounted and you actually eventually believe it's the real thing and then when I'm fucking you and releasing a liters of sperm inside you, it's a very easy experience compared to that. But you're going to have something in store for you in between, so you don't think you're going to have a cock rowing in your pussy all the time." Damon took out another syringe and quickly inserted it into my vein and pressed the plunger. "That will take effect in just a few minutes so I can get you all set up. "

He started adjusting the height and tied my legs even tighter at several points. My head started to feel really weird and I felt him spread my legs and something hot and wet touched my pussy lips. He adjusted something so that the tip was just inside my cunt lips. Some kind of weight came on my back, hairy, and my ribs were touched by something that scratched.

"Enjoy that Baby, you can watch what I do to Mimo first." I felt him turn the device on and the hot rod penetrated inside and withdrew and again pushed around squirting something, every time it hit the base of my pussy I was hurting. The pace quickened and more power came into the device. The fake paws or whatever scratched my ribs and the weight on me didn't decrease at all.

Damon went behind Mimo and stroked Mimo's heavily contracting ribs. The air machine was still loosening Mimo's skin and Mimo's voice was almost hoarse. Damon positioned himself behind Mimo and taped his tail aside and began to fuck Mimo.

Mimo whimpered louder than the two "Apparently Baby, it doesn't feel good to fuck during labor, well it doesn't matter, Mimo is enjoying herself, I don't know if I'll start quietly impregnating Mimo soon. "Damon fucked with long hard thrusts. His dick was huge, almost swollen and I suspected he must have used some kind of drug to get his dick in that condition.

The machine pushed the artificial dick inside me with relentless force and then it sank deeper and deeper inside me and I felt the device mercilessly bruise my cervix and sink right into my uterus and then it always stopped as it penetrated with incredible force into my uterus and began to swell.

I felt my pussy start to stretch and stretch and the burning became unbearable when it stopped. My pussy was on fire and I felt the machine spraying something hot into my womb, with such intense pressure that it hurt. The artificial cock was moving, pulling on the knot so that sparks struck behind my eyes when it hurt so badly.

Damon was still fucking Mimosa at an accelerating pace and had already come inside Mimosa a couple of times, whispering to Mimosa about pregnancy and puppy-making. I knew that if he impregnated either of us it would be interrupted.

Colin had examined Mimo and me and wanted us both to have as strong contraception as possible because I seemed to get pregnant just by touching her, even one time. We were on the contraceptive pill but I had taken the last one almost a week ago and they are supposed to be taken weekly, now I didn't know what this hormone therapy was going to do about it.

I was super fertile so I hoped Mimo hadn't conceived yet because that miscarriage is one of the worst things I knew. I'd been through a lot of them. Bran's handling of the multiple abortions when he decided to show me up and raped me with alphas that always inseminated me at the same time. Bran had just after each miscarriage put in a new heat and a new uterus. Five fucking times I experienced it, then my body couldn't take it anymore.

Then Damon stopped fucking Mimo every now and then and I could see Mimo's ribs still contracting. He came to me and looked into my eyes and pushed another injection into my vein. Then he put the helmet on my head and reality blurred.

I felt the male's paws on my ribs, his weight on top of me as he impregnated me again and again, as my womb was hit by the life-giving fluid. I saw images of wolf pups, of giving birth, of a pair of wolves. I was hurting so terribly hard in my pussy and down my stomach and somehow I was just sometimes under the male wolf as he fucked with me and came inside me. The machine was relentless, it pounded and pounded for so long that it was a good thing all the feeling didn't go out of my pussy.