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Spider-boi: Okay, Let’s Cum One More Time

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Laboratory of the naughty Dr. Octopussii.

“Failed” clone of the notorious Doc Ock.

One vial spun in the air at high speed, the test tube began separating its contents with each rotation. The mechanical tentacle holding the glass tube anchored itself in the air. Its lower half shifted and moved as Dr. Octopussii moved throughout her small laboratory. Two of Alyvia Octavius’ tentacle arms manipulated controls. Monitoring other parts of her experiment. She noted test results as they came in on her tablet.

The fourth tentacle arm’s girth acted as a stool as its scientific device pistoned between her legs. The triangular claw attachments gripped her Mons pubis and Perineum. The built-in dildo darting in and out of her vagina was monitored by the A.I. in the tentacle’s data control center. Located along Alyvia’s spine.

The A.I.’s goal with this tentacle was to keep Alyvia on the edge of orgasm as she conducted her scientific research. One arm would occasionally run a beaker up her inner thighs and collect biological samples of ecstasy secretions. Alyvia would label each beaker as the tentacle presented one to her. She then continued her documenting her experiment. All while the fourth tentacle continued fucking her.

The crucial stage was nearing, Dr. Octopussii had been working for four straight days. Her body shook.

“AH MM... AH…” She moaned.

The two tentacles manipulating the controls froze for a second. Jolting back to motion they ...

... jumped back to the controls and started halting and powering down different devices.

Alyvia’s body shook. The tentacles A.I. register she was over her E.t.O. Limit. Edging to Orgasm Limit.

“Ah. Kya. Igh. Ohh…” She moaned. “Fuck! Yess, Sweeties! More!” She screamed.

The rush of neural chemicals floods her nucleus accumbens, hippocampus, operculum, and insula. Her anterior and cingulate cortices, paracentral lobule, and cerebellum were flooded next.

Each portion of her brain added to the ecstasy as the tentacle pistoned her faster. The interior of her vagina fluxed and rippled with each movement of the six-inch pink and mint-colored dildo.

A test tube slipped from her hand. The spinning tentacle that was acting as a centrifuge moved to grab the tube, only to send the three test tubes it held flying into a wall across the lab. It missed catching the tube as it had not slowed down enough.

Tentacles Two and Three finished the shutdown of the experiment’s control system. Both moved to enhance Subject V.O. aka Dr. Octopussii’s biological reproductive reward system. Each of their three claws clamped around Octopussii’s breasts. The heated and soft rubber-like pads initiated mammary manipulation and stimulation.

Six claws massaged Alyvia’s B-cup breasts. Each twisted and torqued at different strengths, speeds, and angles. They pulled her deeper into the throws of another orgasm. Her cries of pleasure filled the small laboratory.

Drool, snot, and tears ran down her ...