He did say you’d have one.

“We’re testing your reaction to stimuli. Failure to move the dot past the line results in failure.”

“So, like if I don’t get excited, what happens?”

“Then you aren’t a good candidate. It means something is wrong. Most likely you will be returned. We would run further tests to fix it… but it would be unfortunate and indicate you’re a poor choice.”

“Do you accept the exam… or do you wish to register your disapproval?”

My experience with the Volardi was short, but refusing didn’t get me in a good spot. Besides, if I went through this and didn’t pass the test, I might get sent back. Between a fake cock and a real one, I know which one I preferred.

So there’s still a chance. Okay, I can do this. Just don’t get excited.

“Do it,” I said while my ass clenched.

It’s not like I would be gay if it’s just a dildo right?

I thought it would go for my ass first. Instead, my nipples tingled. Without thought, I moaned while I felt my nipples harden from the soft sucking. The sound of my breaths increased.

My voice wasn’t… mine. Not like a girl but breathy… almost relaxed. Is this what it feels like for women? I’ve had experience with girls, and boobs. I used to think sucking them hard was the way to go but no… soft and insistent was best. My chest wasn’t bigger but my nipples felt more sensitive. I squirmed on the table while the dot moved closer to the danger line.

Does this mean… I’ll have to nurse?

Another glob came down from the ceiling and morphed into a larger penis. My voice shook. “What in the hell is that?”

“The instrument for your proto-vagina. Your ass if you want to be informal.”

I wheezed as I looked it. “But there are two!”

James nodded. “Yes. Volardi males use both orifices.”

There were questions about how I could take something so thick in my ass and mouth.

With no warning, I swiveled, and my ass pushed from the table. While the red bubbles pulled my thighs apart.

There I was on a table with my behind exposed to the world. While I thought, the table around my head melted to nothing. Only the bottom half remained. I saw the grey dildo inches away. All because I said the exam was fine.

NO!

The first one floated to my mouth, and I caught a hint of something shiny and slippery around the fat end. It pushed against my lips. I tried to turn my head. An invisible force field held my head in place while the globes continued to suck gently but firmly at my chest.

I can’t. I’m not a cocksucker. There’s no way–

My thoughts were interrupted while the cock slid past my lips. My heart thumped as I tasted something that was slimy and salty. It was like egg white and seawater.

“We used your mate’s genetic code on file. This is what he will taste like.”