"So, where do I go? I was promised free cockfood and I'm ready to get started!" You giggle childishly, petting your shaft as if you're consoling an animal that was just denied a meal.
The secretary chuckles and gives you verbal directions, as well as a map with the lab building circled. You see her shoulders lower out of the corner of your eye as you turn to leave. You walk as quick as you can while holding your massive rod off the ground with both hands, your feet needing to dodge puddles of precum- yours and that of others- every few steps. Students give you a wide path to squeeze by, respecting your implied ability to churn prey well above your size.
The air is thick with the intoxicating smell of fresh spunk as you walk your way to the science building. Students mill about idly for the most part most dodging cocks to their best ability. But some are willingly diving into them or asserting dominance by eating their competition... You wish you could join in the fun, but you've been promised a quantity of cockmeals that you could never catch on your own, and the staff here is strict enough that being late might earn you a churning.
You're just a short distance away from the labs when...
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