After visiting the cloning factory on Guoker Planet, Norton, Suldair, and Willie took me to a research center dedicated to developing new humanoid species. As Guoker people can manufacture their own bodies, they continually experiment with various unique and bizarre humanoid forms. Because they can transfer human consciousness from one brain to another body, it's easy for them to switch bodies to experience and live as new humanoid types.
This center was housed in an enormous building; the ceiling was so high and covered by something, making it unclear. Here, I encountered numerous unimaginable humanoid species.
One was a shiny black metallic woman whose skin was unusually cold and elastic. Her body was heavy, providing a unique sensation during intimacy. The friction inside her body felt like rubbing against fine sand, delivering a peculiarly satisfying feeling. However, engaging with her was physically taxing and left a lasting impression on me.
Other metallic humanoids produced sensations as if many tiny needles were pricking your skin, and some emitted slight electrical currents. I saw many types of metallic humanoids—silver, lead-gray, and others with a mercury-like appearance. Some appeared metallic but felt different to the touch. Many had parts of their skin that transitioned smoothly from metallic to flesh.
Their faces and eyes were flat, with no indentations, and their black pupils resembled the uppercase letter "H". When they looked at you, the black stripes moved up and down or side to side, creating an oppressive and terrifying feeling.
I also witnessed several lean women with green skin practicing high jumps. Their jumping ability was astonishing; they would squat on the ground like frogs and then spring up rapidly, reaching heights many times their own stature. Norton approached and spoke with them briefly, after which one of them stormed towards me with the fierceness of a boxer accepting a challenge.
As she came closer, I could see that she was about one meter tall, completely naked. Her skin was a pale green on the front and a deep, rich green on her back, darker than that of any frog, with her armpits and groin area being a very light green, almost white. The colors on her body transitioned smoothly and naturally.
Her entire body was extremely smooth and shiny, like a meticulously polished piece of jade. She was exceedingly lean; apart from her head, the thickest part of her body was no wider than my arm. Her waist was extremely slender, her breasts long and thin, and the crease of her groin was hidden between her legs, completely invisible when she stood.
Kevin cautioned me that this woman belonged to a species capable of disassembling their body and that she possessed a very high energy level. He advised me to be cautious.
As this lean woman neared me, she suddenly sprung up like a coiled spring, her legs wrapping around my waist as she slid her body down. When my penis entered her, it was immediately gripped by an overwhelming force. At the same time, her arms and legs locked my body tightly, and I felt meat tubes penetrating my urethra and anus.
She opened her mouth wide, and meat tubes from her mouth extended into my body, filling me with a strong, pungent odor that was difficult to endure. However, I was immobilized by her grip, unable to move. I had encountered this situation several times before, but this time was different as the meat tubes in her lower body snapped off inside my urethra and anus, leaving fragments inside me. Subsequently, her body shrank and started to enter my body from my mouth, making me feel as though I was swallowing live eels or catfish.
Normally, I could gradually become accustomed to the smell and even start to like it, as women from the Guoker galaxy are adept at using their body odor to control men. However, this time, the pungent odor grew increasingly intense, and my willpower was almost entirely consumed by it, leaving me unable to resist as her body entered mine. Eventually, her entire body moved inside me and began sliding towards my lower body. The segments of meat tubes left in my anus and urethra caused immense pressure in my abdomen and urethra, providing a profound sense of pleasure.
At that moment, my only thought was that the meat tubes must not slip out. If they did, the pressure would dissipate, and the extraordinary pleasure would vanish. Yet I was powerless to prevent it. The pressure in my abdomen, accompanied by intense pleasure, was unfortunately short-lived as the meat tubes eventually fell from my anus and landed on the ground. Her disassembled body, resembling green leeches, spewed from my anus along with a yellow, sticky fluid. The meat tubes from my urethra also fell out, accompanied by a similar fluid and small, soft spheres, culminating in an extreme climax. It felt as if an extremely silky substance was passing through my urethra and anus, and I was utterly powerless to stop it.
The green, leech-like pieces on the ground, curved at both ends, were dark green on the back and white on the belly, coated in a pale yellow sticky fluid. Gradually, they merged back into their original human form and stood up, leaving a large, glistening puddle of yellow fluid on the ground.
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Then, a pink-skinned woman approached, her body glistening like a piece of translucent pink jade. As we embraced, she rubbed her body against mine with force. As a result, her body heated up and softened, eventually melting and entering my body through my mouth.
Inside, it felt as though countless tiny hands were gently caressing me, eliciting a unique sensation of pleasure. Later, a considerable amount of sticky pink liquid began to flow from my urethra and anus. This liquid was so viscous that it stretched into long pink threads before finally gathering on the ground and reforming into the woman's original shape.
Other encounters involved women who could disintegrate into minuscule droplets, seeping out like sweat from the skin of my lower body. These droplets would fall to the ground and then slowly reassemble into their original form. I also met several women with high energy levels who leaped towards me like frogs, clamping their legs around my waist or head. When they gripped my waist, they would gradually slide their bodies down so that my penis entered them. In most cases, they clamped their legs around my head, and the flesh of their lower body would suddenly split open, forming a triangular cavity with a main meat tube at the apex.
Their flesh would quickly envelop my face tightly. Unlike Earth women who focus on the male penis, their interest lay in the inner cavities of a man's body. Perhaps they assumed my internal anatomy was similar to that of Guoker men—a simple cavity.
Usually, I only saw flashes of crimson, purple-red, or glossy black before my face was covered, leaving me unable to see or breathe. Sometimes, their groin flesh sparkled with blue or other colored specks, reminiscent of stars twinkling in a dark sky.
Guoker men typically utilize GMW technology to remotely supply their blood with oxygen, reducing their reliance on lungs except for vocalization. They are unconcerned about their faces being covered. However, the women who engaged with me did not realize that, as an Earthling, I constantly need to breathe. Often, I had to forcibly pry open a gap in the flesh covering my face just to breathe. Over time, on their planet, I noticed I suffered no discomfort from being suffocated repeatedly—perhaps they had learned to supply me remotely with oxygen through GMW, making the situation more bearable for me.
Once these women securely locked onto my head, their groin meat tubes would aggressively and swiftly extend into my mouth, forcefully traveling down to my stomach. Initially, the sensation was nauseating, but they would then eject a viscous liquid that significantly alleviated the discomfort. As the meat tubes reached my intestines, they would expel even more of this sticky substance. Being quite small, they often required additional liquid from GMW, as their bodies could not contain much. The vast amount of liquid they could produce was several times their body weight, creating intense pressure in my abdomen and a profound sense of pleasure that radiated throughout my body.
Eventually, I lost control over my anus, and the sticky liquid would uncontrollably squirt out, feeling incredibly silky. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop the flow. Sometimes, the viscous liquid would also shoot out from my urethra. The combined sensation from both areas would bring me to an intense climax.
As their meat pipes entered through my mouth and exited my anus, they would tighten and harden, becoming probing tentacles that searched my lower body. When they found my penis, they would instantly wrap around and burrow inside. The head of these tentacles would violently shake, often causing pain and injury. If a tentacle successfully penetrated, the ones wrapped around the outside would constrict tightly while those inside would expand, creating a brutal squeezing and pulling motion that often left my urethra bleeding and in pain. Even if there were no injuries, the aftermath always felt like a burning sensation. The tentacles would eject a hot, spicy liquid inside me, initially masking the pain but leaving lingering discomfort.
We visited the New Humanoid Species Center several times and observed various hybrid species that were part human, part animal. Some resembled a combination of humans with snakes, eels, or fish, while others looked more like insects, snails, octopuses, or leeches. Some individuals looked like jelly or jade, and others were covered in thick, shiny fur—an exotic array!
Norton explained, "Many of these species are eventually phased out, and only a few have gained popularity within the Guoker System. The main challenge in developing new species is ensuring a harmonious alignment between their cognitive functions and physical forms. We conduct numerous experiments and also utilize supercomputers for simulations."
Despite the vast differences in appearance, size, and weight among Guoker women, most share a common feature: numerous meat pipes concealed within their groins. These pipes can extend rapidly and retract just as quickly, and it's typical for them to discharge a sticky liquid several times their body weight.
They possess a primary pipe, their main instrument for assaulting men, and they handle it with ease. Given that their bodies are self-designed, it seems that storing meat pipes in the groin is a trend within the Guoker System. These pipes vary greatly in size—some are thicker than my own body, while others are as thin as threads. They come in various colors: purple-red, dark red, pink, light cyan, black, white, and transparent, some even bearing patterns reminiscent of venomous snakes, which can be quite startling. Most are glossy and slick, some glow in the dark, others are covered in bristly barbs, and a few even conduct electricity.
Once, I endured an assault by one of these barbed meat pipes. Before the penetration, my body was filled with a lubricant resembling jelly or butter, making the insertion relatively smooth. However, the extraction was agonizing, leaving me in a cold sweat as my intestines felt as if they were on fire, and I collapsed, unable to stand, as blood trailed out.
Guoker women, regardless of their size, exuded an overwhelming physical strength, operating like high-powered engines. Their fierceness and abnormal endurance during intercourse, with its rapid and relentless pace, were too much for me to handle. The sight of them lined up, gripping their meat pipes eagerly as they faced me, triggered an instinctive fear.
Norton had warned me during my first encounter to only allow one person's meat pipe to enter my body and to quickly cover my mouth or anus to prevent others from doing the same. I ignored his warning and paid the price. Once, I faced four of them; as they extended their meat pipes towards me, one targeted my anus and another my mouth. Initially, it seemed manageable, but as they began to pull in opposite directions, the internal agony was like my organs were being torn apart, nearly unbearable.
Entering through my mouth brought a potent, nauseating stench, while entering through my anus pushed feces towards my mouth, equally revolting. The moments of insertion and withdrawal were the most distressing, with the fear heightened when their meat pipes occasionally pierced through my intestines and protruded from my abdomen. The extraction was excruciating.
When first penetrated, I pleaded with them to slow down, and sometimes they complied. However, once they entered a state of intense excitement, evident when they opened their mouths and closed their eyes, no amount of pleading, crying, or moaning made any difference. They showed no regard for my suffering, continuing their frenzied motions without concern for my well-being. They had no empathy for the weak; when I was at my limit, curling up and groaning, they only seemed exhilarated, completely indifferent to my pain.
Their appearance alone—dissolute, audacious, wild, and fierce—could be intimidating, and none showed signs of kindness or sadness. Immortal and fearless of death, they had no respect or appreciation for life. Unburdened by work, family responsibilities, or societal norms, and free from any legal, familial, or marital constraints, they behaved recklessly.
Their only approach to strangers was brutal: "To fuck you to death!" Without the protection of Norton and the GMW, I might have actually been killed. They seemed more like heartless animals than sentient beings. Facing several of them as they simultaneously penetrated me with their meat pipes was both terrifying and despairing.
What Norton's team found most distressing was the aftermath of my encounters with Guoker women. They would heal my physical injuries with artificial field scanning and either delete or alter my painful memories. Consequently, each time I faced another sexual encounter, my memories were pleasantly distorted, reducing my fear. Only in moments of extreme pain did I realize the true agony of the experience.
Expecting sexual interaction with a Guoker woman often started with a fleeting moment of pleasure, swiftly followed by intolerable pain, leading me to wish fervently for it to end or to lose consciousness, only to wake up relieved that it was finally over.
Whenever I complained about the Guoker women and these new species, Norton's team would invariably criticize Earthlings for having fragile bodies, showing no intention of sparing me from these sexual encounters. They pointed out that the Guoker System housed many types of women, and that I had only encountered a few. They insisted I engage sexually with each of the more typical and representative species to collect necessary data.
Eventually, Norton presented a three-dimensional hologram and asked me to choose a species.
I selected a woman whose body resembled jelly but bore a human-like figure, quiet and beautiful in appearance. I assumed she wouldn't be too troublesome.
However, meeting her in person differed from the holographic image. Her body was translucent, resembling white jade or a snail's, with a vaguely visible black interior.
She stood naked on a pristine, finely crafted bed. Under their orders, I approached and she embraced me. Her body was extremely soft and chillingly cold, giving me goosebumps as if I were being embraced by a giant leech.
She crawled up my body like a leech and eventually detached from the bed, winding around me. As she maneuvered over my shoulder to my back, her groin reached my mouth and suddenly burst open, revealing a horrifying array of shiny black tentacles.
She was boneless and exceedingly pliable, gradually engulfing me completely, starting from my head. As she consumed me, I watched through a video feed provided by GIW customer service. I appeared to morph into a larger version of her. I touched myself, feeling as though I were touching a woman's body, complete with breasts and a vagina, but it felt like touching a real human woman, not the gel-like substance from before.
Later, she injected a substance like molten butter into my mouth. It was slick and swiftly passed through my stomach to my intestines. I felt an uncontrollable urge to defecate. Thinking about the cleanliness of the place, I tried desperately to hold it in, lying down in hopes of gaining control. Despite my efforts, I was unable to contain it and ended up soiling extensively. Though I couldn't see clearly from within her body, the GIW footage showed the extent of the mess.
At the moment we separated, I glimpsed the disaster we had made of the bed. Shortly afterward, GMW teleported me back to Willie's residence. I felt deeply embarrassed, and my mind even wandered to the idea of inventing something akin to a diaper for such situations.