Experiment Log #0124

Subject A: A slim, bottomheavy futanari previously used in Experiments 0092 and 0101. B32 W30 H42 at last measurement as part of Experiment 0092. Roughly eight inches long and 1.2 inches thick when erect. Each of her hefty testicles is three inches across. As a result of Experiment 0101, her cum production rate has been greatly enhanced.
Subject B: A curvy, built-thick womanly futanari with no prior experiments. B72 W64 H68 at last measurement prior to this experiment. An enormous, meaty 13.5 inch long, 3.6 inch wide shaft at full mast. Her testicles are likewise enormous, each incredibly heavy, low-hanging orb nearing eight inches across. A naturally high production rate.

Procedure: 
1. "Worm"-type testicular symbiotes are to be urethrally applied to Subject A to simulate an advanced infestation. Apply no greater than 60 individual symbiotes or until she reaches capacity, whichever comes first.
2a. Monitor Subject A's infestation for a time of one week (seven days), preventing unauthorized orgasm for the entire period. Use of orgasm-inhibiting cockrings, chastity devices, and restraints are authorized. Do not authorize an orgasm during this period.
2b. Concurrently with step 2a, monitor and prevent all of Subject B's orgasms. Use of orgasm-inhibiting cockrings, chastity devices, and restraints is authorized. Additionally, ensure no less than three edging sessions per day, at a minimum of one hour long. DIRECTOR'S NOTE: Exceeding minimum requirements is encouraged.
2c. On the seventh day of monitoring, apply no less than six concurrent hours of edging torment and sensory deprivation to Subject A. Additionally, use Protocol 008 "Recorded Hypnosis Track on Repeat" with track "InfestedCockFuckingW". Subject A should be edged during the entire application of the track. Ensure the correct track- first thirty seconds of the track should be a low, whispering female voice teasing the listener about the "unbearable writhing in their balls" and how "they'll only get worse if you can't fill someone else".
3. Bring both subjects to Containment Zone B, and apply two aphrodesiac doses to both subjects. Unbind Subject A, but leave Subject B bound for the experiment.
4. Record results. Particularly, record relative infestation severity for both subjects after the conclusion of the experiment.

Log 0124-A: Subject A's Initial Infestation Record
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	... was my first time working with these "Worm" symbiotes. Reading through the standard procedures really didn't do this encounter justice- to see it first hand is mildly disturbing, if only for how... oddly arousing, such a sight is. Seeing the subject brought in blindfolded and aroused out of her mind, rock-hard and leaking precum all over herself is nothing new- though, I must admit, this particular subject interests me greatly. Outside of personal preferences, which play a major part in my interest, the way her precum turns cloudy from even a little teasing as her overfull balls force thinner, weaker sperm out is tantalizing.
	When the workers brought in that... container, filled to the brim with writhing, dark purple forms that I would call something between a slug and a miniature eel, however, my thoughts turned from personal interest to more general intrigue. I had my doubts that things would go as I imagined them- and yet, as the container was secured and a feeding tube placed over the subject's erection, I knew what was certainly coming next. I was not prepared for such a... disconcertingly erotic display, however.
	The seal was broken, allowing the multitude of worms to slide down the tube towards the Subject's unprotected erection. They wasted no time in pushing themselves against, and after a moment's work, into, the subject's urethra, stretching it and creating huge, dark bulges where they worked their way down. The subject squealed and moaned- it was hard to say if out of pain or pleasure, or how much of her cries were the aphrodesiacs talking. I watched as those plump worms crawled down the length of her shaft, their obscene bulges pushing deeper and deeper- captivated by the sight for so long I barely noticed where they ended up.
	By the time I glanced down, I saw the subject's already heavy balls weighed down with the plump worms, wobbling and swelling as each invader found their new home. I knew that her balls had grown considerably, but due to the visible thrashing of the worms and the continual, uneven addition of more, it was hard to gauge exactly how much she'd grown at any one point. I noted significant color changes in her twin orbs, her skin beginning to take on a slight purple hue as if to match the multitude of worms squirming about underneath. It wasn't long until she appeared to have a severe case of blueballs- particularly active, wobbling, churning, writhing blueballs- even as more worms continued to pile in.
	A few minutes in, I noticed that the worms seemed to prefer her right testicle to her left- or, perhaps the worms simply aren't very good at distributing themselves evenly, I'm not quite sure. There was clearly more than a couple of extra worms for a real visual difference, however- by my estimate she was approaching twenty invaders at that time. Not long after that, however, the worms started to even themselves out- and once each testicle looked more or less balanced at least by eyesight, the worms finally stopped their continual onslaught. I'd estimate that the subject was holding somehwere between thirty to fourty of the symbiotes in total, roughly fifteen or twenty to each massive orb.
	Her whining and moaning persisted- countless writhing forms in her now gigantic balls causing her to very clearly ache for release she couldn't obtain. Going from a plump three inches across to something I could only guess to be anywhere from nine to eleven inches across must have left the subject in extremely dire want of an orgasm- something she would not have for a long time. Someone remind me to put in a personal request for this subject when the testing is done- I would like to spend a significant amount of time devising more... personal, experiments with her in particular.

Log 0124-B-1: Subject B's Edging Record 1
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	She was incredibly, uh... "thicc", if I may use a slang term, in every way. Reading her file certainly gave me plenty of mental images, though even those couldn't compare to being up close and personal with her. The plush swell of her heaving breasts, the incredible width and thickness of her thighs, let alone those gigantic, hot, heavy-hanging balls each roughly the size of a basketball- no, bigger- not to mention how thick her shaft was even completely soft! There's no end to the experiments I would willingly, gladly run on- or with- this particular subject.
	The real icing on the cake, of course, is that we're supposed to focus on her urethra this week. She's already perfect for it- feeling the slight pliability she has even when totally erect, not to mention the enormous dollop of steaming precum that turned into a steady leak, told me that much. For the first session, I figured I would leave the blindfold on- always more fun that way. Speaking of fun, almost the entirety of our... extensive collection of toys and devices were open to use for this experiment. Forget a christmas bonus- just let me do this again some time!
	I spent the entirety of our first edging session with the Model 038-D ring. For those unaware reading this log later, you should know that "D" is our denial line- so I can't blame you if you don't remember one out of the hundreds of rings we have available in that line. 38's one of my favorites, though- each prevented orgasm forces it up the subject's shaft as the pressure of unspent cum builds, often making their urethra bulge in such a delicious way... and while it's very difficult for the subject to push it up very far even with a huge orgasm, a single touch is all it takes to push it back down. Feeling all that spunk forced back into her balls at the end of the hour would hopefully prepare her for whatever it was that came next- I'm not privy to the whole procedure, sadly. Doesn't mean I'm not imagining... everything, though.
	I'll admit- I got a bit carried away with the onahole. Then again, I got carried away with everything- I really did plan for this session to only be an hour, after all. Turns out, I spent half of that hour keeping her on the edge of orgasm, rubbing only her very tip with the opening of the onahole when she got too close to a climax, listening to her frantic panting and moaning- and the churning swell of her super-heavy balls. I couldn't help myself- I didn't stop until I could no longer hear that churning, sloshing spunk- making sure her balls were as full of seed as I could get them. If not for remembering to train her urethra, I could have probably spent all day doing that...
	The cute whimpering and lip-biting gave way to thrashing, squealing, and gasping as her monstrous release was cut off before it could even start- the tight, golden ring sliding nearly halfway up her gigantic, meaty pole and leaving her urethra bulging with high-pressure, ultra dense spunk underneath. I had no doubt that her real load was so much larger- after all, 38 would keep about 95% of her white-hot jizz packed tight in her balls with each release- and seeing her balls churn with seething, unspent lust as they wobbled and swelled gave me a decent estimate of just what she was packing. I remember thinking she was hung like a stallion- though now, I'm fairly sure she could outdo a firehose.
	Took me a good hour to get that ring all the way up to the crown of her towering cock, her urethra bulging out so hard and making her already gargantuan member look that much thicker from base to tip. Her balls grew at least a couple inches- I'd say more- from the sheer pressure of gunk packed inside, and for a brief moment, I wanted to let her climax one more time and watch it all spray out, likely for minutes on end. Wanted to, at least- though I had a job to do, and we weren't allowed to authorize release for any reason. All I could really do at this point was start slowly sliding that golden ring back down her pulsing, hard, needy shaft- forcing the ultra-dense sperm, compounded by many dry orgasms, from her urethra back down into her already achingly blue balls. By the time I'd got it back down to her base, I swear she'd swollen another couple of inches.
	After that session, I took a quick, late lunch break, since I'd missed my normal one by about an hour. I've got two more sessions to knock out today alone, after all... and I feel some unpaid overtime coming on in my future.

Log 0124-D: Subject A's Day 7 Record
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	I have developed a new respect for the creatures I didn't know existed a mere week ago. I must remember to ask the Biology team how they develop such creatures- even if I suspect they won't tell me, or that I'd rather not actually know. In the short span of a week, Subject A's infestation grew despite our initial assumption that she had reached her capacity- going from a confirmed total of sixteen worms per testicle at the start of the experiment to a grand total of 22 at the beginning of the seventh day. While we are not allowed to discuss the particulars of procedures involving Subject A with those on the Subject B team, I have overheard some statements that indicate she is in a similar level of distress- particularly in the sheer size and fullness of her balls. I wonder what the final stage could possibly be, with two futa filled to capacity...
	Regardless, we will find out tomorrow. Today was the day of Subject A's six hour- in actuality, eight-hour, as we were encouraged to surpass minimum values- torment. The process of blindfolding, gagging, and applying sound-cancelling headphones to the subject went smoothly- though I suspect this is largely due to our upgraded bindings as of the results of Day 5 than any real change on behalf of the subject's thrashing, squealing, and frantic attempts at release. Double-checking to ensure that the headphones were secure and would not come off easily, we started the audio track and prepared for the edging part of the procedure.
	I do not know what was on that audio log, but I can certainly attest to its... potency. Subject A appeared to be nearing the brink of climax before we'd even begun any form of edging procedure, struggling with renewed vigor against the metal bindings keeping her in place. As it was clear that the audio log alone was enough to keep her on the edge of climax, we had to wait for her to tire herself out- eventually happening roughly an hour into the torment, leaving Subject A a teary, terribly aroused mess. We immediately began with overstimulation torments- using feathers and extremely low amounts of electricity- to return her to the permanently-on-edge state she'd been in for the past hour.
	For a total of eight hours, eleven minutes, and four seconds, Subject A listened to the audio log on repeat while under sensory deprivation and overstimulation edging torture without a single interruption or break. As the day ended, I decided to remain for an additional half hour to confirm a suspicion I had during testing- we'd had to adjust the devices used numerous times, and I ended up taking measurements.
	Subject A's full-length erection measured a full inch longer than her record would otherwise imply, and I hypothesize that this could be an effect of the worms, or possibly simply a case of becoming painfully hyper-erect due to overstimulation. This is a phenomena I will likely attempt to formally test with permission from the overseer and directors, hopefully with this very same subject.
	
Log 0124-E: Procedure Step 3 Record
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	... didn't hesitate in the slightest. For reference, Subject B remained bound as per the procedure, in such a position that her monolithic erection was completely ungarded, especially her tight, precum-soaked urethra. Her shaft had grown slightly thicker from all the ordeals we put her through, and her urethra was stretched to the point of having a permanently slightly-open, inviting entrance at the head of her shaft. Underneath, her vividly dark blue balls ached with far more sperm than they had ever been meant to contain, her seed so thick that it was nearly solidified and unable to so much as churn in her extremely heavy orbs. The Subject B team informed me that the past three days have resulted in no further growth, rather, nothing but thickening and fermenting of the sperm she was already holding in. At a glance, each of her over-ripe fruit looked to be substantially larger than a foot across, each.
	Subject A, immediately upon being released from her binds, made a beeline directly for Subject B. I say "beeline", but this process was direct if not very quick- clearly, Subject A was not used to having basketballs bouncing around between her legs, and had difficulty getting around as she had not had time to move about with them prior to this encounter. Regardless, she managed to get herself over to Subject B in a decent time- and we noted that the writhing and frothing of her worm-packed balls intensified the closer she drew to Subject B. If Subject B had not been bound and blindfolded, she would have undoubtedly been able to escape such ragged pursuit, especially as Subject A drew near.
	Unable to escape or even see the other subject approaching, however, Subject B was the perfect "prey" for infestation- an instinctual urge that the worms had given Subject A made into an overwhelming, all-encompassing desire thanks to a day spent with certain audio tracks running constantly in her ears. Subject A wasted no time in lining up her own, much smaller erection with Subject B's own, ending up thoroughly coated in her natural lubricant as a result. From there, insertion was easy- between the copious precum and stretched opening, as well as the intense, overwhelming urges on Subject A's part. Subject B's squeals and moans quickly rose to match Subject A's panting and groaning- as Subject B had not been given insertions quite as large as Subject A's shaft, and Subject A had been intentionally deprived of anything resembling proper insertion for an entire week- teased with nothing more than feathers and shocks.
	We expected Subject A to begin climaxing almost immediately, though she and the worms defied our expectations as she wildly and eagerly thrust deeply into Subject A's cum-tube, stretching it further and making her shaft bulge obscenely with each frantic thrust. Subject B's own orgasm was impeded by the sheer weight and thickness of spunk trapped in her balls- as they were unable to "rise" high enough or push her ultra-dense spunk out without outside assistance. Subject B endured a number of dry orgasms throughout this pounding, eventually triggering Subject A's own orgasm. We hypothesize that the worms won't allow their host to cum during an infestation attempt until they've sensed the victim's seed, possibly as an attempt to avoid extraction.
	When she finally did reach orgasm sometime before the fifteen minute mark on the experiment, Subject A thrust herself as deeply as possible into Subject B's aching shaft as worms began to move up through her balls and out through her urethra- causing some of the largest bulges we've seen yet between the worm and both of the subject's throbbing, hard cocks. Everyone watched as bulge after bulge after bulge disappeared into Subject B's balls, counting them one-by-one as the girl's loud moans echoed throughout the containment chamber. Subject A's balls began to visibly shrink as the worms left her bloated testicles, along with a great deal of sperm they'd forced her to make over the last week. Meanwhile, Subject B's balls began to swell and bloat- even so, we couldn't actually see the worms filling out her balls initially as we had with Subject A.
	Worm after worm after plump, purple, writhing worm escaped from Subject A as her climax dragged on and on. It became possible to see the occasional wobble or worm-shaped bulge in Subject B's insanely heavy, bloated balls as they were pushed in by Subject A's orgasm, no doubt with a significant amount of semen. We kept a close count on how many worms Subject B was being filled with- and when Subject A's orgasm finally subsided, the majority of us counted a total of 46 worms- more than yesterday's total count, let alone the entirety of Subject A's wormy load. Even this vast infestation hadn't caused the stretching, bloating, and visible writhing in Subject B- and most of us hypothesized that she had much more room in her balls for more, as well as more dense, quality sperm.
	After the experiment, however, we learned that Subject A's infestation had not completely transferred over Subject B- a pair of juveniles that would become adults within 24 hours remained in Subject A's now much smaller balls. Even so, we can determine that the worms are very picky about their hosts, and will eagerly infest anyone they find to have greater quality- larger balls and more dense seed seem to be two major factors in host selection.
	Subject A is scheduled for a simple worm-removal treatment once the juveniles become adults- once adults, they can be tricked into infesting a fake cock and recaptured for later use.
	Subject B is scheduled for ███████████████, as per the Biology team's request for a renewable source of live worms. This has been approved for █ months, after which the Directors will decide to renew this position or remove the worms for further experimentation options.