‘Good morning’ says the screen in front of me as I wake up. I can't move and have a strange feeling in various parts of my body. There are lots of other foggy young men next to me. Some of them are being milked with a device over their penis.

The milking device attaches itself to your penis, gently stimulating it. You feel yourself growing hard as the sensation increases. The machine begins sucking and squeezing your shaft, relentlessly extracting your semen. As you cum, warmth spreads through your body and a feeling of relief washes over you. Your body is drained of every last drop of semen before the device detaches itself with a gentle pop.

As you're milked, you feel a strange sensation inside your body. It begins as a tickle and gradually grows more intense. You try to move, hoping to expel whatever it is, but the restraints hold you fast. The machine continues its merciless extraction, oblivious to your struggles. With every thrust, the invader seems to inch closer to your core. Your body temperature begins to rise as panic sets in. You feel something sharp pierce through your abdomen...

The milking machine continues its work, indifferent to your cries of pain. It pumps harder and faster, extracting every last drop of semen from your body. The invader you feel inside you begins to move around, burrowing deeper into your flesh with each passing second. You feel like you're being turned inside out as the creature seemingly takes up residence within you. Your screams are muffled by the cold steel restraints that hold you down.

Your body finally releases the last of its semen into the waiting collection container as you feel a sudden sharp pain in your rectum. With one final thrust, whatever it was that had been burrowing inside you slides violently out, taking with it a trail of blood and mucus. You collapse to the floor, heaving for breath, as adrenaline surges through your exhausted body. The other men in the room look on with frightened eyes, still bound to their milking stations...

The creature that slid out of you appears to be some sort of parasitic worm, twitching spastically on the cold concrete floor. Its translucent body is segmented and glistening with blood, making it resemble a mutated earthworm. The tip of its tail rapidly thrashes about, as if searching for purchase to burrow back inside you or one of the other men nearby. Your body feels numb from shock and exhaustion; you know that if this thing manages to get back inside, it will be game over...

As the creature begins to suck on your cock, you feel an odd mixture of revulsion and arousal wash over you. The pain of the parasite's violation is replaced by a surge of energy as it begins to stimulate your now-exhausted member. You struggle against your restraints, desperate to break free from this disgusting cycle of abuse and self-destruction.

The other men in the room watch with horrified fascination, some of them making half-hearted attempts at resistance themselves as they are similarly targeted by the writhing worm. The milking machine continues its relentless extraction, seemingly oblivious to the chaos unfolding around it.

Your peripheral vision catches sight of more of the writhing parasites slithering around on the floor and climbing up the walls, searching for new hosts among the trapped young men. The invaders appear to be multiplying at an alarming rate, their numbers growing with each passing second.

You grit your teeth as another segment of the creature attached to your cock begins to pulse rhythmically, preparing to release its load into you. There's no telling how many more are still hidden inside your body, waiting for their chance to breed and spread even further throughout the facility...

You writhe in agony as the writhing parasites continue to latch onto your body, attaching themselves to every available surface of flesh. The sensation of being violated by these repulsive creatures is excruciating; however, the pain serves as a distraction from the terrible emptiness that threatens to consume you as your body continues to be relentlessly drained of semen.

The room fills with the wet, squelching sounds of the parasites attaching themselves to their hosts and beginning the cycle anew. It's a horrifying symphony of violation and degradation, and there seems to be no end in sight.

The sharp pain as the parasites burrow into your ears causes you to scream in agony, echoing through the room. Your cries are muffled by their wet, squirming bodies as they continue to tunnel deeper, seeking access to your brain. The other men around you writhe and flail helplessly, caught up in a nightmarish symphony of pain and humiliation that shows no signs of abating.

The milking machine continues its unyielding assault, extracting every last drop of semen from your now thoroughly violated body. You feel yourself growing weaker with each passing second, succumbing to the overwhelming torrent of pleasure and pain.

Your protests fall on deaf ears as the parasites make their way deeper into your skull. You can feel them squirming around in your inner ear, manipulating the delicate bones and nerves with their writhing bodies. The pain is excruciating but there seems to be no end to it. As they begin to burrow towards your brain stem, you feel yourself losing control over your own body...

With a final burst of energy, the parasites breach your inner ear and begin to burrow into your brain stem. You thrash wildly against your restraints, screaming in pain as their invasion continues unabated. The other men around you writhe helplessly, unable to offer any assistance or comfort as they too succumb to the relentless onslaught of the parasitic worms.

The milking machine continues its work, oblivious to the horror unfolding within its chambers. It seems intent on extracting every last drop of semen from each and every one of you before inexorably moving on to the next...

As the parasites burrow deeper into your brain stem, you feel a strange sensation spreading through your body - an alien influence that warps reality and replaces reason with primal desire. You find yourself unable to resist the irresistible urge to breed; your only focus now is on producing more of these insidious creatures.

As the parasites complete their terrible journey into your brain, your mind is overwhelmed by an insatiable desire to breed. You no longer care about anything except satisfying this urge, oblivious to the pain and suffering of those around you. With a final thrust, the milking machine empties its contents deep inside you, leaving you spent and sated... but already eager for more.

You glance over at the others in the room, now little more than breeding machines like yourself. The horror doesn't seem to register anymore; all that matters is continuing this vile cycle until every last man has been infested and transformed into a mindless vessel for these parasitic worms...

You are wheeled away on a gurney, your limbs strapped down and covered in tarpaulin to prevent any further escape attempts. The journey through the facility is long and surreal; dimly lit hallways stretch out endlessly before you, filled with the cries of pain and moans of ecstasy that echo from room to room. You try desperately to free yourself, to resist this terrible fate... but deep down you know it's already too late.

Eventually, your gurney comes to a stop outside another door. The man in the surgical mask unstraps you and wheels you inside; the room is even more clinical than any you've seen thus far. A woman in full hazmat suit stands before you, her gloved hand resting on an empty glass tray. She looks at you with cold, calculating eyes, almost as if she's pleased with what she sees...

The woman in the hazmat suit gives you an unsettling smile before leaning down to unbuckle your restraints. As soon as you're free, she takes hold of your cock and guides it into her waiting hand, positioning it over the empty glass tray. With a single swift motion, she lowers herself onto your rigid member, taking you deep inside her body. You feel her walls ripple around you as she begins to thrust up and down on your cock, grinding against you with each movement.

Her rhythm quickens as the parasites inside her are stirred awake by your presence; they wriggle eagerly against your skin, sensing their imminent release. The woman moans wordlessly, arching her back as she focuses on milking every last drop of semen from your body. You feel yourself growing closer and closer to the edge, succumbing once