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Stella, Harper, and Candi whistled as they entered Studio A at Splort Networks. The film crew busied themselves checking and rechecking the ring of cameras around the stage, on which a rather familiar round bed sat waiting for the utter depravity that was certain to happen soon. There was a buzz of excitement in the air, along with a pungent whiff of wild sex.

“Damn!” Candi exclaimed. “This is seriously impressive.”

“Definitely,” added Harper. She turned to Stella. “You’ve outdone yourself here.”

“Thanks, Harper. Now let’s introduce you to Eva.”

The trio approached the stage where a nude Eva and an equally naked Mallory were chatting and laughing. Eva glanced up as the newcomers approached.

“Candi! You made it! So thrilled to see you!”

The futa gave the bartender a naked bear hug, lifting her off the floor in the process. After setting her down, she turned to Harper.

“I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure.”

“No, you haven’t,” said Stella. “Eva, this is my co-founder, Harper Harden. Harper, meet the one and only Eva, the CV Stream Queen.”

“Oh, wow!” Eva exclaimed, her cock suddenly hardening involuntarily. “It’s an honor to meet you, Harper.”

“Likewise,” Harper replied, shaking Eva’s hand. “Your reputation precedes you.”

Eva’s cock was rock-hard, four feet long, and pointed at Harper’s head.

“Well, if it’s a reputation for spunky debauchery, then every word is true. My cock seems to like you. Care to climb in?”

Harper smiled. “Maybe another time.”

Stella gestured to the redhead next to Eva. “Harper, this is Mallory Loder, Head of Production at Splort Networks.”

“A pleasure to meet you, Harper!” said Mallory.

“Likewise, Mallory. And excellent work with Splort Networks.”

“Thanks! I gotta give most of the credit to Eva, though. She’s the reason people tune in every week. Well, and her cocksnacks like Candi here.”

“Yeah,” Candi chimed in. “Don’t forget about my contribution to the creamy mix!”

“Well,” said Mallory, glancing at the clock on the wall. “I’d love to keep chatting, but we have a schedule to keep. Stella and Harper, feel free to sit in those comfy chairs off-camera. Candi, you’ll be sitting next to Eva on the edge of that famous bed on stage.”

“Got it!”

“All right, ten seconds to showtime, people!” Mallory shouted, retreating to the director’s chair.

Candi and Eva sat on the bed while Stella and Harper got comfortable in a pair of recliners off-camera. Mallory raised her hand in the air.

“We are live in five, baby! Five, four, three, two, one, action!”

Eva waved to the primary camera. “Hey, everyone! I’m Eva, the CV Stream Queen, cumming to you live on Splort Networks.”

GettinJizzyWitIt: yay, first in the chat!

[CaptainClench donated $50]

CaptainClench: oh, is that blonde chick today’s guest? she’s super cute!

[CockFood33 donated $37]

CockFood33: I’m so fucking jealous right now!

Eva nodded. “That’s right, CaptainClench! This is Candi, one of the bartenders at Jizzy Jameson’s. How are you, Candi?”

“Nervous as hell, to be honest! I could go for a drink.”

“Funny you’d mention that,” Eva replied with a grin, “because your fellow bartender, Ben, prepared a pair of Nut Sludge Negronis for us. C’mon out here, Ben!”

Ben emerged through a side door, naked as a jaybird, carrying two drinks.

“Hold up,” said Candi. “If Ben is appearing on the stream, doesn’t that mean—”

“Yup,” Ben interrupted. “We’re gonna get churned together!”

Candi pumped her fist in the air. “Fuck, yeah!”

[DickSidious donated $55]

DickSidious: well, that escalated quickly

MegaSchlong: I so hope those bartenders are gonna get freaky

[MulchMonsterQ donated $42]

MulchMonsterQ: you and me both! I wanna see that dude’s cock in action!

Ben handed the drinks to his nude co-stars and sat down next to Candi. The ladies took a sip from their drinks and nodded in appreciation.

“All right, Candi-gram,” said Eva. “It’s time for you two to fuck for our amusement.”

Candi spit out her drink, coughing a bit before recovering.

“Seriously?”

“What?” Ben asked. “Do you have a problem with me plowing you?”

“Oh, no!” Candi replied. “Not at all. I just wasn’t expecting it. Sure, let’s fuck!”

“Cool!”

As soon as Candi handed her drink to Eva, Ben tipped Candi onto her back on the bed, climbed on top, and started fucking her missionary-style. Eva continued sipping her Nut Sludge Negroni right next to them as she observed their captivating copulation.

“Lookin’ good, fuckers!” she exclaimed. “How about some more positions?”

“You got it, Eva!” replied Ben.

He flipped Candi onto her hands and knees before grabbing her hips, sliding his gigantic cock into her moist muff, and fucking her doggie-style.

[CockLord69 donated $69]

CockLord69: hell, yeah! jackhammer that little nutslut!

[JamesDong007 donated $70]

JamesDong007: fuck her harder, Ben!

Three minutes later, Ben pulled out, lined up his cock with Candi’s asshole, and pressed against the tight opening until it yielded to the fleshy intruder. He immediately slid balls-deep inside her back door.

“Oh, yesss!!!” Candi screamed. “Fuck my tight ass!”

Ben did exactly that for a full five minutes before pulling out and standing up.

“On your knees, cockslut,” he demanded.

Candi nodded, sliding off the bed and kneeling before Ben.

“Good girl. Now suck it! Ass-to-mouth.”

Candi didn’t hesitate, taking Ben’s engorged rod deep down her throat and bobbing her head along its length.

“You like that, slut?” Ben taunted. “You like the taste of your own ass?”

[GettinJizzyWitIt donated $66]

GettinJizzyWitIt: no way! ass to mouth is so fucking hot!

CaptainClench: achievement unlocked, Candi

[CockFood33 donated $51]

CockFood33: mmm, suckin that nasty pole like a lollipop

Candi managed to nod while still deep-throating Ben’s enormous dick. He grabbed her head and skull-fucked her for good measure before pulling out, stroking his meat, and then spurting thick ropes of cum all over Candi’s smiling face.

“Damn, that was hot!” Eva exclaimed. “Have you two ever fucked before?”

Both bartenders shook their heads.

“Well,” said Ben, “we have now. I always wanted to tap that sweet little ass. Better late than never, right?”

“Yeah,” Candi added, “I’m glad we got to get it on while the world watches. That’s super hot!”

“Indeed! So, Candi,” Eva continued. “I hear you want to go headfirst.”

“Absolutely! I dive right into everything in my life, so why should your cock be any different?”

“An excellent question! So what do you think of our firecracker of a guest so far, chat?”

[MegaSchlong donated $39]

MegaSchlong: she’s got spunk for sure

MulchMonsterQ: she’s gonna be spunk in a few minutes lol

[DickSidious donated $57]

DickSidious: haha, good one!

“Spunky, indeed!” Eva exclaimed. “So Candi, why don’t you stand and give our viewers an eyeful of that adorable body before I smelt it into a load of jizz.”

“Gladly!”

Candi stood and strutted naked around the bed, striking a variety of sexy poses for each camera.

[CockLord69 donated $44]

CockLord69: she’s so hottt!

[JamesDong007 donated $39]

JamesDong007: not for long lmao

After coming full circle, Candi stood and rubbed her palms together in anticipation.

“Is it time?” she asked Eva.

Eva nodded. “It sure is! Now be a good little nutslut and get my dick ready.”

“Of course!”

Candi knelt in front of Eva, spit on her hands, and started stroking Eva’s already giant cock while kissing her fat balls. Eva’s dick twitched and began to rise.

“Mmm, yes…” Eva cooed.

[CockFood33 donated $41]

CockFood33: omg, I’m still super jealous!

[CaptainClench donated $62]

CaptainClench: she’s got skillz, baby! look at her work that cock!

GettinJizzyWitIt: almost a shame to mulch her… almost

Within a minute, Candi had coaxed Eva’s cock to its full length of four feet. Eva patted her shaft and grinned.

“Well done, Candi! Now gimme some sugar, baby!”

“You got it, Eva!”

Candi stood, grabbed the bulbous head of Eva’s dick, and shoved her face into the slit. It eagerly consumed the bartender up to her shoulders before starting work on her breasts. Within seconds, Candi was up to her navel.

Eva lay back on the bed, causing her cock to go vertical. Candi was now inverted with her bare ass, damp pussy, and flailing legs sticking out of Eva’s monstrous dick.

DickSidious: oh, that looks so fucking hot!

[MegaSchlong donated $55]

MegaSchlong: I’d tap that adorable ass, though it’s a little late now lol

[MulchMonsterQ donated $33]

MulchMonsterQ: yeah, just a little rotfl

Gravity took over as Candi’s little naked butt slipped inside, followed by her thighs, calves, and feet. Eva’s dick slit closed over the bartender’s toes as the nude woman’s outline traveled down the futa’s enormous shaft toward her waiting sack.

“You’re doing great, Candi!” exclaimed Eva, pumping her dick to speed up her guest’s descent. “You’ll be churning in no time!”

Moments later, having completed her one-way trip, Candi curled up inside Eva’s massive nutsack, her nude outline clearly visible in the stretched flesh. The rhythmic churning began almost immediately as Eva clenched and relaxed her sack with practiced ease. Candi suddenly spasmed inside.

Eva laughed. “Are you getting off in there? Enjoy it while you can, nut butter!”

As Eva continued churning her guest, Candi’s form began to soften. Eva glanced at the big screen.

“How’s she doing, chat?”

[CockLord69 donated $38]

CockLord69: looking spunkier already, Eva 😄

[JamesDong007 donated $47]

JamesDong007: she’s gonna be shaken and stirred lol

Candi must have been masturbating furiously because her body continued to twitch and jerk as it steadily rounded out. Within a few minutes, her human form was barely distinct.

“All right, everyone,” said Eva with a grin. “This is the best part! One more clench oughta do it. Hnnnggghh!”

With a mighty contraction of Eva’s sack, Candi completely fell apart. Eva’s balls were now perfectly spherical, full of nothing but cum.

[CaptainClench donated $53]

CaptainClench: there she goes, baby!

[GettinJizzyWitIt donated $44]

GettinJizzyWitIt: I guess that was last call for Candi haha

CockFood33: mmmm, someday that’ll be me!

Eva sat up and started stroking her enormous cock with one hand while she grabbed a giant wrapped condom from under the bed. She tore it open with her teeth, pulled out the rubber, and rolled it down the length of her cock.

“Well, it’s time for Candi to go to her new latex home, folks.”

With that, Eva started stroking furiously as sweat dripped down her face. After two solid minutes of masturbating, her dick pulsed and began shooting thick ropes of cum into the massive condom.

“Ooohh, fuuuuck!” Eva moaned as she unloaded what used to be Candi.

Her orgasm lasted a full two minutes, during which the chat was losing its collective mind.

MulchMonsterQ: oh, fuck, yesssss!!

DickSidious: I always love this part ❤️

MegaSchlong: a climax like that has gotta be unreal

JamesDong007: sooooo much baby batter!

CockLord69: trust me, it’s an incredible feeling 😃

GettinJizzyWitIt: hell yeah! nuthin but cum!

CockFood33: just a Candi-licious load now lol

CaptainClench: ha, good one

Finally, Eva finished ejaculating as her cock remained impossibly hard. She pulled off the XXXL CV-grade condom and tied a knot at the top. It wobbled seductively on the floor next to the bed, creamy cum swirling inside.

“Whew!” exclaimed Eva, wiping her brow. “That little bartender sure made a lotta jizz!” She turned to Ben and beckoned with her finger. “Your turn now, big boy.”

Ben didn’t need to be told twice. He lay back on the bed, offering his feet to Eva. She knelt in front of him and began feeding him to her monstrous cock. Soon, he was up to his knees in her dick. The male pred took the opportunity to masturbate, working his shaft like a pro.

“Better hurry there, Ben,” Eva taunted as the strapping young man slid into her cock up to his thighs.

“Don’t worry about me,” Ben replied, aiming his cock at Eva’s face.

Seconds later, his dick pulsed and blasted the futanari with a torrent of creamy jizz until she was thoroughly glazed. Eva laughed when Ben’s softening cock slipped into her own as she devoured his hips.

[MegaSchlong donated $49]

MegaSchlong: glazed like a donut, baby!

[CockLord69 donated $69]

CockLord69: I would lick her face clean in a heartbeat

CaptainClench: you and me both

“Well played, good sir,” Eva said with a cum-soaked grin.

“Thanks! I couldn’t resist painting your pretty face, Eva.”

Ben shoved his hands into the dick devouring him as Eva sucked him in up to his chest. Soon, he was up to his neck in cockflesh.

“Any last words, loverboy?” Eva asked.

“YOLO, baby!” Ben yelled.

And with that, he disappeared into the futa’s dick, slowly traveling down her shaft before sliding into her slut smelters. Eva immediately went to work, churning the full-grown man like the cocksnack he’d become. As Ben softened, Eva looked to the screen.

“Whattaya say, chat? How am I doing so far?”

[CockFood33 donated $33]

CockFood33: finish him! no mercy lol

[DickSidious donated $47]

DickSidious: he’s ball batter now, baby!

Ben’s muscular outline went from totally jacked to dad bod as he steadily lost shape. Soon, he was barely hanging on.

“One more oughta do it,” said Eva.

She grunted and flexed her nutsack, destroying what was left of the bartender inside until her nuts were just twin globes full of nothing but cum. And with that, the futa began to stroke as she grabbed another condom.

“Time to reunite our fuck buddies,” she remarked.

Her cock pulsed and began draining the baby batter from her bloated balls. After more than a minute, the jizz jet slowed to a trickle and Eva tied off the condom, setting it on the floor next to Candi’s. The two bulbous loads wobbled against each other. Eva collapsed on the bed.

“I need to recover a bit, so I’m gonna wrap things up. If you’d like to slide down my cock on a future stream, all you have to do is DM me. We’ll handle the rest and get you all churned up in no time. Just like Candi here!”

Eva gave the bloated condom an affectionate pat.

[JamesDong007 donated $107]

JamesDong007: another epic episode!

[GettinJizzyWitIt donated $99]

GettinJizzyWitIt: yeah, Eva is such a badass futa

[MulchMonsterQ donated $88]

MulchMonsterQ: show keeps getting better and better!

“Thanks so much for joining me. This is Eva, the CV Stream Queen, signing off. Until next time, churn, baby, churn!”

The primary camera pulled back from the bed as the stream faded to black.

“Fuck, yeah, baby!” Mallory yelled, bounding onto the stage and wrapping her arms around the two condoms. “That’s what I’m talkin’ about!”

Stella stood and began clapping. Harper soon joined her.

“Damn!” Harper exclaimed. “That was super hot! And loads of fun!”

“See?” Stella replied. “A method to the madness. I know what I’m doing around here.”

“Okay, I’m sold now. Keep up the good work.”

“Does that mean you’re leaving again?”

“Actually, no,” Harper replied. “I’d like to stick around and oversee the Institute’s hyperpenis research while you focus on all the fun stuff like this. What do you think?”

Stella turned to Harper and stuck out her hand. “Deal!”

Harper shook it. “Splendid. Now, how about you show me the Spunky Mug? I heard the Cum Drunk Cappuccino is to die for.”

Stella grinned. “True, but the Nutslut Latte is to live for. Follow me!”

Eva watched the pair slip out of the studio and turned to Mallory.

“Do you think I impressed Harper?”

“Oh, I’m certain of that!”

“Cool,” Eva replied. “So, got anything lined up for next week’s stream?”

Mallory smiled. “I certainly do. You’re gonna churn an author!”

“An author, eh? Author of what?”

“That’s the best part. She writes cock vore stories!”

“Seriously?” Eva said. “That’s pretty sweet. What’s her name?”

Mallory shrugged. “Olivia, though she goes by LadyOZQ.”

“Cool. She sounds delightful… and probably delicious, too.”

“Oh, that’s not all, Eva. We’ll have a little surprise for Olivia that’s gonna hit her between the eyes like a blast of baby batter!”

Eva laughed. “I think I’m gonna enjoy this, in more ways than one. So, wanna head to Jizzy Jameson’s?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Eva and Mallory left the studio. Candi and Ben stayed behind, wobbling in their oversized cum balloons.

An athletic young woman, her jet black hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, exited a limo and squinted up at the mirrored edifice of the Cox-Harden Institute for Hyperpenis Research. After rolling her eyes, she smoothed down her ankle-length navy blue dress and strode toward the front door atop a pair of black stilettos.

Upon entering the lobby, she continued to the reception desk where a blonde looked up and smiled.

“Welcome to the Cox-Harden Institute!” she exclaimed. “How may I help you?”

“I’m here to see Stella,” the visitor replied.

“And your name?”

“Harper.”

The receptionist checked her computer and shook her head. “I’m sorry, Harper, but I don’t see you on Dr. Cox’s calendar today.”

“Yes, I know. I don’t have an appointment.”

“Well, I apologize, but Dr. Cox is a very busy woman. Perhaps if you come back another—”

“Look,” Harper interrupted, narrowing her eyes. “I don’t like having my time wasted. Just tell Stella that Harper is here. Trust me. She’ll rearrange her calendar.”

The receptionist raised an eyebrow. “Fine. What’s your last name, Harper?”

“Harden.”

“I see. And why should Dr. Cox agree to see you without any notice?”

Harper pursed her lips. “Because my name is on the fucking building.”

The blonde’s jaw dropped. “Hold up! Are you Harper Harden? The Harper Harden? As in Cox-Harden?”

Harper nodded. “Yeah, that’s me.”

“Oh, shit! I am so sorry! Let me just quickly call—”

At that moment, the door next to the reception desk opened and Stella, naked as a jaybird, strutted into the lobby. She froze when she saw the unexpected guest.

“Harper?”

“Hello, Stella. You sound surprised.” Harper raised an eyebrow. “Why the fuck are you naked?”

“Well, it’s been a while since you were here. We have a more relaxed dress code now.”

Harper scoffed. “Yeah, ya think?”

“I can get you up to speed on everything in my office. Just follow me, Harper.”

Harper rolled her eyes but followed Stella through the same door. Naked people—men, women, and futanari—were everywhere! Clothing wasn’t just optional at Cox-Harden. It was practically non-existent and actively discouraged at this point. After an elevator ride packed with nudes, the pair arrived at Stella’s office on the top floor. Stella took a seat behind her desk, but Harper remained standing, hands clenched.

“I don’t know what sort of circus you’re running here, Stella, but it has to stop. That Internet video ad with your CV Stream Queen or whatever and her little redheaded slut was the last straw.”

Stella leaned back in her chair. “So that’s why you’re here? Because you saw that ad?”

“I’ve been meaning to visit for a while. That was just a catalyst to actually get me down here.”

Stella rolled her eyes. “Meaning to visit, eh? Meanwhile, I’ve been running this place on my own for the past two years. I didn’t even know how to reach you! Where the hell have you been anyway?”

Harper waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t change the subject! We’re talking about how you’ve made a mockery of the Institute.”

“Sure, fine, let’s talk about that. As far as Splort Networks and our flagship Internet streamer, the CV Stream Queen, we are raking in hundreds of thousands of dollars to fund our hyperpenis research. So there’s a method to what may appear to be madness.”

“Okay,” Harper replied, relaxing her clenched fists a little. “But what about the Spunky Mug and Jizzy Jameson’s?”

“Wildly popular,” said Stella. “And also generating significant revenue to fund our more important operations. Look, I know it may appear like a circus from your perspective, but I know what I’m doing here. My audacious plan is working.”

“So you are still doing actual research?”

“Certainly!” Stella replied, standing and heading toward the door. “I’ll show you.”

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A minute later, the pair entered the main lab, where the air was heavy with the pungent odor of sex. Eight nude futanari were in various stages of cock voring a steady supply of naked volunteers.

Two futas had cocksnacks halfway down: one feet-first and the other headfirst. Two others were happily clenching and churning their nutsluts. Two more had their rock-hard cocks inserted into mechanical masturbators to induce ejaculation into the attached XXXL CV-grade condoms, while the final two tied off bloated cum-filled rubbers and set them on a conveyor belt that led to the cold storage facility.

One of the futas who had just tied off a condom walked over to Stella and Harper, her four-foot-long monster cock still impossibly rock-hard.

“Hey, Stella! Who’s your friend?”

“Jasmine, this is my esteemed co-founder, Harper Harden.”

Jasmine’s eyes lit up as she extended her hand. “Such an honor to meet you, Harper.”

Harper’s shook the futa’s hand and nodded. “Likewise, Jasmine. So how many sluts do you churn in a typical day?”

Jasmine thought for a moment. “About sixty on average. Sometimes a little more.”

“Don’t you get, umm, soft?” Harper asked, eyeing the futa’s massive schlong.

“Oh, no, not at all. It takes some practice and a lot of concentration, but I can stay hard for eight hours straight. I have to, if I want to mulch so many eager nutsluts.”

“I take it you enjoy your work.”

Jasmine beamed. “Oh, yes! Best job ever! Who wouldn’t love ejaculating all day long?”

“Yeah, good point. Well, carry on.”

Jasmine nodded, returning to the head of the line where the next cumslut dove head-first into the futa’s fat cock.

The line of volunteers stretched around the lab and out a side door. They couldn’t see it from inside the lab, but Stella knew that at least two hundred naked people were currently in the queue, with more arriving every minute.

“See?” Stella asked, gesturing to the controlled and highly arousing chaos. “We process at least five hundred horny cumsluts every day. We haven’t stopped researching cock vore since the inception of the Institute. There’s nothing to worry about. You’re welcome to stick around, but you’re also free to go with the knowledge that our important work continues.”

“Hmm,” said Harper, thinking for a moment. “I’d like to tour the storage area, too, if I may.”

“Of course. Right this way.”

The two women exited the lab through a door next to the conveyor belt. A blast of chilled air greeted them as they entered the cavernous cold storage facility. Row upon row of shelves rising thirty feet in the air filled a space the size of half a football field. The shelves were nearly packed with cum balloons, each one with a Polaroid photo of the jizzy occupant affixed to it. Robotic arms grabbed the fresh ones arriving from the lab and placed them in open slots on the shelves.

Harper’s jaw dropped. “Holy shit, Stella! Last time I visited, you only had room for two hundred splooge balloons. How many condoms are in here now?”

Stella gestured to her nude body with a grin. “Well, I don’t have my tablet on me to look up a precise inventory count, but a ballpark estimate is 16,900.”

“Fuck, you’ve cock vored nearly seventeen thousand people?”

“Oh, loads more than that! The actual total is just shy of twenty-two thousand. In fact, we’re expanding this storage facility to accommodate up to fifty thousand cum-filled condoms—equivalent to an entire stadium packed with eager nutsluts. When I told you we’ve been busy around here, I wasn’t joking. We have ambitious research goals that require a substantial and steady supply of semen. Our amazing predators back in the lab are stepping up and rising to the occasion.”

“Well,” said Harper, nodding, “I stand corrected. The Institute has indeed been busy with high-volume sample collection and research. Kudos for that. I’m still not a fan of the other stuff, but I understand it’s needed to fund this, so I’ll allow it.”

“That’s good to hear because we have plans to expand even more. Not to mention our upcoming acquisition by Churner Ventures, which will inject tens of millions of dollars into the Institute and our other properties. It’s becoming a cock vore world, Harper. We just live in it—and profit from it. The sky is the limit, my friend.”

Harper thought for a moment. “Perhaps I underestimated your business acumen, Stella. Beneath the gratuitous nudity and sex around here, there actually is a method to your madness.”

“Thank you, Harper. I appreciate the vote of confidence. May I buy you a drink at Jizzy Jameson’s?”

“Oh, I won’t say no to free booze. Lead the way.”

“Splendid! It’s a little cold in here anyway. My nipples are rock-hard!”

Harper confirmed Stella’s anatomical aside, tweaking one of her friend’s nipples.

“Then let’s go already, birthday suit.”

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Five minutes later, the two co-founders sat on stools at the bar, as Harper took in the cozy surroundings of Jizzy Jameson’s with a smile.

“I kinda like this place, Stella. It’s homey yet horny.”

“That’s an excellent way of describing it.”

Candi walked up behind the bar, drying a martini glass with a towel. She was, of course, as butt-naked as every other Jizzy Jameson’s employee.

“What are you drinking today, ladies?”

“Two Cumslut Cosmopolitans, my dear,” Stella replied.

“Cumming right up.”

She called out to the kitchen, and two nude men trotted out. One had a rock-hard, three-foot-long cock. Without a word, the other man jammed his head in the first man’s dickslit, driving with his legs to press himself further inside. Within a few seconds, he was up to his waist in cock flesh. The pred leaned back, hoisting his dick up to vertical and allowing gravity to assist in his upside-down friend’s final slide.

“Just another minute, ladies,” he said with a grin.

Soon, the other man was churning in his balls. True to his word, the pred ejaculated into two martini glasses less than a minute later. With that task completed, he painted Candi with hot cum from head to toe. She licked her lips clean and grinned.

“A delicious batch, Jason. My compliments to the nutslut.”

“Thank you, Candi. Bukkake looks good on you, babe.”

Candi finished preparing the two Cumslut Cosmopolitans and then slid the glasses across to Stella and Harper.

“Bottoms up, ladies.”

Harper took a sip and grinned.

“This is exquisite! My compliments to that guy who got churned to make these.”

“And speaking of getting churned,” Stella interjected, “aren’t you today’s guest on the CV Stream Queen show, Candi?”

Candi’s eyes lit up. “Oh, yes! In fact, I’m heading to the studio in five minutes. So exciting!”

“Aren’t you nervous?” asked Harper. “You are getting cock vored, after all.”

“Oh, sure! Super nervous but way more excited for the whole experience. I’m a lucky little nutslut!”

“Indeed you are!” Stella replied before turning to Harper. “Would you like a behind-the-scenes look at our flagship streaming show? You could also meet Eva and Mallory.”

“Ah, what the hell,” Harper replied. “Let’s fucking do it.”

“Excellent! Candi, we’ll personally escort you to your churning. How’s that?”

Candi grinned. “I love it! Enjoy the rest of your drinks, ladies. We’ll head out soon enough.”

She wandered away, her cute little bare ass jiggling with each step. Harper ogled her and then turned to Stella, raising her glass.

“To cock vore.”

Stella raised her glass. “Yes, to cock vore. Churn, baby, churn!”

They clinked glasses and took another sip of their drinks before resuming their reminiscing.

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A few minutes later, it was time to head to the Splort Networks HQ with Candi, who was still fully glazed from head to toe. It was a leisurely quarter-mile walk on a beautiful spring day. Next to the naked duo, Harper stood out with her ankle-length dress. Stella glanced at her and rolled her eyes.

“You know, Harper, you’re welcome to lose that dress. The sun and the breeze feel amazing on bare skin!”

Harper shook her head. “Ehh, maybe another day. I’m still getting used to things around here.”

“Fair enough. At any rate, I’m glad you’ve reconsidered your position on our business practices. Reconsidering your wardrobe can wait until you’re ready.”

“I wouldn’t rule it out,” Harper replied. “I just need to ease into this cock vore world we’re living in.”

“A cock vore world, eh?” Candi chimed in. “Sounds delicious!”

“Oh, it certainly is, my little nutslut,” Stella replied. “Cock vore coffee shops, bars, nightclubs, streaming services, food delivery apps, dating apps, clothing companies, movie studios, party games, and much more!”

“Damn, Stella!” Harper exclaimed. “You have some serious ambitions. You really think you can make all that happen?”

“I certainly do! In fact, I guarantee it. Cock vore is hot, hot, hot! And we’re in a prime position to capitalize on it.”

“Well,” Candi added, “if anyone can do it, it’s Stella Cox and Harper Harden, baby!”

Harper laughed. “I love your spunk, future spunk.”

After a leisurely stroll, they reached the Splort Networks HQ building. Candi rinsed the uniform layer of jizz off her body using one of the outdoor showers and then air-dried in the hot sun.

“Well, here we are, ladies.” Stella opened the door and motioned for them to enter. “Eva’s nutsack awaits, Candi.”

Dominic watched as the construction crew put the finishing touches on the custom gallows in the gallery. The tedious preparations for his show had been maddeningly complex and time-consuming. He was starting to rethink his decision to branch out into performance art.

“Art installations are so much easier than this,” he muttered to himself.

The crew hung twelve nooses evenly spaced along a steel beam thirty-six feet long, so the performers would be three feet apart. Dominic hurried to the side of the room where he had stashed twelve wooden stools and quickly set one under each noose. He eyeballed the height and nodded to himself. It looked about right, at least in his expert opinion.

The crew packed up just as the elegantly dressed guests began to arrive. Dominic breathed a sigh of relief and began making the rounds, greeting most of them by name. A catering crew brought in the hors d'oeuvres and champagne, setting them up along the back wall away from the gallows. After about fifteen minutes, Dominic texted one of his assistants:

All set. Bring them in.

A minute later, the gallery door opened and twelve nude women entered, walking single-file through the crowd to the gallows. All were young and drop-dead gorgeous, with a variety of ethnicities, body types, and hair colors represented. Without hesitating, each of them stepped onto a stool, looped the noose over their head, and tightened it. Finally, Dominic’s assistant walked down the line, cuffing each woman’s hands behind her back. The stage was set.

Dominic walked up alongside the gallows and turned to face the audience.

“The moment of death,” he began, “is exquisitely beautiful. That is the premise we’ll be exploring tonight, ladies and gentlemen. First, please give our twelve performers a round of applause.”

The guests clapped as the female performers smiled and nodded.

“Thank you, everyone,” Dominic continued. “And now, let our exploration begin! This is ‘The Art of Hanging.’”

With that, all twelve nude women kicked their stools out from under them, allowing the nooses to take their full weight as they dangled about two feet off the floor. Every performer immediately began to struggle, eyes wide with terror, legs kicking wildly as they tried to find something to stand on.

“Observe the naked fear in each woman’s face,” Dominic said to the guests. “Confronted with the imminence of their own deaths, a strong survival instinct is unavoidable. I assure you, though, all of them eagerly volunteered for this.”

The desperate nudes continued to kick and hump the air as the guests chatted and sipped champagne, no doubt discussing the deadly spectacle unfolding before them. Within a minute, the women had begun to slow down, their movements becoming less extreme and more subdued. A minute later, they swung gently from their nooses, aside from a stray muscle spasm here and there.

“Now, esteemed guests,” said Dominic, “watch closely for the exact moment the life leaves their bodies. You’ll see it in their eyes as they glaze over in death. Yes, right there! Ah, so exciting and powerful to witness such an intimate moment multiplied a dozenfold. Let’s give our ladies another round of applause.”

The onlookers clapped politely as they observed the dead women dangling serenely from their nooses, eyes staring unfocused at the living in their tuxedos and evening gowns. The contrast could not have been more stark.

“Thank you all for joining us,” Dominic continued. “Please feel free to get a closer look at our performers. I promise you they won’t mind—and certainly won’t bite.”

That quip elicited a collective chuckle as many of the guests moved in to examine the dead, some taking selfies with the recently deceased women. Dominic continued to make the rounds, champagne in hand as he chatted up his guests.

Eventually, he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to find a petite blonde in a black dress smiling up at him. She couldn’t be older than twenty-one.

“Excuse me!” she said, eyes wide with excitement. “How do I volunteer for something like this? I found the performance to be extraordinarily erotic, and watching just isn’t enough for me now. I simply must experience it!”

Dominic smiled and nodded. “That’s a common reaction, my dear. Many of my models and performers were originally guests at one of my shows. I’m delighted you desire to join them. To answer your question, you just did.”

The blonde raised an eyebrow. “Just did what?”

“Volunteer.”

“Oh! Well, that was certainly easy.”

“Indeed! And if you’re not busy, I have a gallows set up in my studio next door. I need a performer to film a solo promotional video for ‘The Art of Hanging.’ Please follow me.”

Dominic led the blonde through the crowd, out the door, and over to his studio. Thirty seconds later, she was naked. Two minutes after that, she was dead. Dominic kept filming for another minute and then ended the recording.

“Hmm,” he remarked. “I never did get her name. Oh, well. That’s hardly important after all.”

He left her lifeless, nude body hanging from the noose and rejoined the guests next door without a second thought.

Word spread quickly about ‘The Art of Hanging,’ leading to a worldwide tour in dozens of cities. By the end of it, Dominic had hanged six hundred nude women and vaulted himself into the stratosphere as the planet’s preeminent purveyor of deadly performance art. Little did anyone suspect that as his performers cooled, Dominic was just getting warmed up.