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Jack held my heavy breasts in his hands and began thumb my nipples, pausing every once in a while to tug or twist gently. I tried to hold back a moan at the pleasure I felt at his touch. Then I felt the cold end of the golden staff start to slide into my pussy.
I bit my lip hard as it filled me but Jack held me close and murmured soothing nothings in my ear as it did. It was thicker than his two fingers had been, and if it hadn’t been coated in gold and my pussy hadn’t been so wet and slippery from the way he was playing with my nipples, I was sure it wouldn’t have slid in so smoothly.
At last it reached the end of my channel and Dr. Keller nodded in apparent approval.
“Very good—she takes it very deep,” she noted, looking at the place where the golden rod was piercing me.
“What does it matter how deep it goes in me?” I asked, looking down between my legs.
“Ah—because a female Were’s channel lengthens and becomes more elastic as her Heat Cycle progresses,” she told me. “The deeper you can take the rod, the further along your heat.”
“But why?” I asked, frowning.
“Because, girl—back in the days of the first Weres, females were often bred by the males in their fur form,” she snapped. “The male equipment is very large in that form and the female must be able to accommodate him. And now we test your capacity.”
“Capacity?” I asked.
But Dr. Keller didn’t answer. Instead, she twisted the ivory band in the center of the staff. I heard a click and then I felt the golden end of the staff inside me expand—doubling in width almost at once.
“Oh!” I moaned as I felt my inner walls expanding to take the suddenly much thicker rod.
“It’s okay, baby girl—it’s okay!” Jack assured me. He looked fiercely at Dr. Keller. “You’re hurting her!”
“Am I? I think not.” She shook her head and pumped the rod inside me several times. “Does that hurt, girl?”
Now that I was getting used to the thickness inside me, I realized something strange—it didn’t hurt at all. In fact, it felt good to have my inner pussy stretched like this.
“No,” I half whispered-half moaned.
“And so we go again,” Dr. Keller said. She twisted the ivory band and I heard another click. Once more the golden staff inside me grew. I moaned and arched my back as it filled my pussy even more.
“You’re hurting her!” Jack accused again. But again Keller shook her head.
“No—I am testing her,” she explained. “Do not neglect her nipples,” she added sharply. “Stretching her inner walls should cause the nectar to come down.”
Jack began kneading my breasts again, massaging the heavy globes and tugging my tight nipples. I tried to bite back a moan—was this strange situation actually turning me on? Surely not! But then why was my newly-stretched pussy getting so wet and hot and why was my clit throbbing like another heartbeat between my thighs?
“And so—does it hurt?” Dr. Keller demanded.
“N-no,” I panted, shaking my head.
“And so we go some more,” she said, but this time Jack tried to stop her.
“Wait—I told you she’s a virgin! She can’t take any more—can’t go any wider,” he protested. He was nodding down to where the golden staff was piercing me—my little pussy mouth looked stretched to the limit with the thick thing.
But Dr. Keller gave him a fierce glare.
“I am not doing to her what I have not done to every female Were who comes to be examined,” she lectured sternly. “And besides, you and I both know that if she is to be knotted and bred, she will have to take much more than this. A male Were’s shaft will fill her to the limit when her Heat Cycle reaches its peak.”
“It…it’s all right, Daddy Jack,” I said, forgetting myself and calling him by the sweet old nickname. “It doesn’t hurt—I just feel…full.”
“And you will be fuller, still,” Dr. Keller said. She looked at Jack. “If you wish to help her bear the test, then stroked her pleasure button.”
Jack frowned.
“I can’t do that! I’m her—”
“Her Blood Guardian—I know. But she needs you now. This test is important. If you can give her pleasure and bring her nectar down, we will have an easier time classifying what type of Were she is. Go on,” she added, when he still hesitated. “Stroke her.”
“Please, Daddy Jack!” I moaned, forgetting and using his nickname again. “Touch me—I think it would make me feel better.”
“Well…all right, Princess,” he murmured. Reaching around me, he cupped my pussy with one big hand. My outer lips were already spread wide, showing my slippery inner folds and my throbbing button. My little pussy mouth was spread wide by the golden shaft. It was an erotic sight and I moaned arched my back when I felt Jack’s long middle finger dip down to circle my clit.
