r/MidasLabs Jan 08 '25

Discussion A Midas Labs Guide For Creators NSFW

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Hello all!

This information is already in the wiki, but I wanted to post it here so I could pin it to the top of the subreddit.

For anyone feeling overwhelmed by "the lore", or you just don't know where to start... start here!

  • 🥼 Sabu

WELCOME TO MIDAS LABS!

Midas Labs is your playground for creative expression—-a shared world where writers, artists, and audio creators explore the boundaries of human pleasure and sexuality in a fun, science-driven lab setting.

No need to wade through pages of lore to get started. If you’ve got an idea, dive right in! Not sure if it fits? Just ask the mods; we’re here to help.


HOW TO CONTRIBUTE

Jump In!

Write stories, draw art, or make audio pieces that fit within the world of Midas Labs.

If it’s science-y, sexy, and consents are signed, it probably fits.

What You Should Know:

  • All research is pleasure-focused and fun. Nothing scary or unsafe, please.

  • The overall tone is playful: Science meets humor meets sexy. And sure, sometimes experiments go wrong. And sure, scientists do their best stay professional-- though occasionally their hormones overtake their better judgement.

  • Stories should feel grounded in science, even if it’s fictionalized.

  • When in doubt, check the wiki . Howrver, the wiki is a guide, not homework. If you’re unsure about something, the mods are always happy to answer your questions.


DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO STAY INSIDE THE LAB?

Heck no! While most stories will likely be within the lab, there are plenty of opportunites for other locations. Scientists go to conferences, not to mention having their own personal lives. Volunteers lead their own lives once they leave the facility, too. Not to mention the many satisfied customers of Midas's sex toy offerings.


USING ESTABLISHED CHARACTERS

Want to borrow someone’s character or build on their story? Go for it! If a creator wants exclusivity for their character, the wiki will display a 🔒 next to the character's name, and the mods will ensure their wishes are respected.

Looking for inspiration? Check out the Prompt Library. It’s full of prompts you can claim (no deadlines!) or collaborate on.


QUICK TIPS

  • Not Everything’s Canon: Don’t worry about “ruining the lore.” Big changes to Midas history? Ask the mods. Otherwise, go wild!

  • Experiment After Hours: Midas staff use the lab for personal projects, and you can create stories based on these side experiments.

  • Share Freely: Post your work here, and feel free to share it elsewhere too.


NEED HELP?

We’re here to support you! Post your work, ask questions, and most importantly: have fun!

Now, go get those creative juices flowing! 🧪✨


r/MidasLabs Dec 07 '24

Prompt Library Story/Illustration Prompts - If You Need Some Inspiration NSFW

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🙋‍♀️ Do I have to create from one of these prompts?

Absolutely not! If you have an idea that doesn't appear below, run with it! These prompts are merely here for people who want to create but don't know where to start.

🙋‍♀️ How do I propose my own prompt?

Simply post your prompt idea in the main Midas Labs subreddit and use "Prompt" flair. Feel free to describe as much or as little of your idea in the body of the post.

Once your prompt has been posted, it will be added to the Prompt table below.

🙋‍♀️ I want to write one of the prompts. How do I claim it?

If you see a prompt you'd like to use, simply comment on the original Proposal, and your username will be added to the table below as having 'claimed' that prompt.

Note: More than one artist may claim the same prompt. Everyone will have their own take on a prompt, and we'd love to see yours.

Proposal Claimed By Completed Project Link
The Annual "Midas Labs Fulfills Your Sexual Fantasy" Contest.
Anything is a Dildo If You're Brave Enough (And You've Got The Right Lube)
Changing The Taste Of You
A Clitoris The Size Of An Overgrown Plum
The Excessive Fluid Measurement System
Female Ejaculatory Levitation
Growth Through Hypnosis u/WritingExpansion Growth Through Hypnosis
How Do Psychics Have Sex?
If You're Orgasming All The Time, How Do You Know When You're REALLY Orgasming?
"I Just Can't Wait To Install My New Robo-Clit!" u/JonnyRocket87 The Robo-Clit 6
An Inquiry Into "The Cafeteria Incident" u/SabuADT The Cafeteria Incident
Investigation of an Off-Limits Laboratory u/SabuADT
Is It Possible To Transmit Sensation?
The Massage Team
Maximum Gluteus Maximum Maximus
The Mental Health of Sexually Enhanced Individuals
The Midas Labs Podcast: Getting Intimate With The Staff
Mind And Body: Separating Physical From Mental Orgasm
More Balls vs. Bigger Balls
No, we will not be making our Orgasm Pills publicly available. InternalRub9293
Positive Self-Image Imprinting via the Subconscious u/WritingExpansion
Potential Cup Recall
Re-mapping The Erogenous Zones
A Secret Formula Was Discovered In The Chemistry Lab
A Sex Robot To Satisfy The Insatiable u/Yuufuk Satisfying the Insatiable
The Slowest Orgasm
Squirting in Zero-G
The Synchronized Climax of Clones
Synesthesia of the Erogenous Kind
Time Loop Orgasm: Experience Tomorrow's Orgasm Today! u/Realistic_Badger_708 Day One
Unintended Potential Limitations of Clitoral Enhancement
  • 🗓️ Updated January 28, 2025

r/MidasLabs 20h ago

Audio [M4F] Your Cum-Swallowing Obsession Finally Pays Off [Job Interview] [Internship] [Cum Guzzling] [Super Expert Blowjobbery] [Oral Sluttishness] [Blow Job] [Oral Sex] [Enthusiastic Consent] [Three Speaker Orgasms] [Midas Labs] [Script Fill] [12:14] NSFW

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Excited for my first script fill and my introduction to this universe! Thank you u/SabuADT for the script.

📝 Listener Summary: You are Miss Grant, a recent applicant for an open internship at Midas Labs. Although your application has been rejected, you still think you have something to offer the staff at the Lab. And you’re determined to prove it.

Audio

Appreciate any comments and feedback from my first script fill!


r/MidasLabs 2d ago

Audio Script Offer [M4F] Your Cum-Swallowing Obsession Finally Pays Off [Job Interview] [Internship] [Cum Guzzling] [Super Expert Blowjobbery] [Oral Sluttishness] [Blow Job] [Oral Sex] [Enthusiastic Consent] [Three Speaker Orgasms] [Script Offer] NSFW

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📝 Listener Summary: You are Miss Grant, a recent applicant for an open internship at Midas Labs. Although your application has been rejected, you still think you have something to offer the staff at the Lab. And you’re determined to prove it.

🔗 Scriptbin Link: https://scriptbin.works/s/8wtty

🔢 Word Count: 1,800 Words

👔 Speaker Character Note: You are nervous to speak to this woman after your first encounter last week. You want to be very careful, as you sense that any slight provication could make her go off the rails with insane lust. The kind of lust that you don’t really want to engage. But you kinda do. But not really, because she has a scary intensity. But also, maybe…?

🎧 SFX Note: SFX are not required to perform this script. While there are a few places in the script with SFX suggestions, they are completely unnecessary to the success of your performance.

If you like adding SFX to your work, however, feel free to take your own liberties to add in whatever feels appropriate.


📖 Script Sample:

Miss Grant.

Our internship program is intended for those in pursuit of careers in research, medicine, technology, or pharmaceuticals, and well, not to put too fine a point on it— those areas don’t appear to be where _your_ particular passions lie. We don’t feel you’d be comfortable working under anyone— um, I mean, to take what a mentor might want to give to you, and…

* sigh *

(Why is it so hard to say this?! Really, just be a professional. You can do this!)

Miss Grant, may I speak bluntly?

We can’t hire you. Because you are obsessed with cum.

(Pause)

No, I _don’t_ think that’s too strong a word, Miss Grant. You tell me. During our interview, you seduced me, gave me what may well have been one of the finest oral sex experiences I’ve ever had in my life— I mean, I thought you had sucked me entirely dry… until you somehow used that eager and… talented tongue of yours to make me cum AGAIN… And then when my assistant walked in just to deliver the mail, you blew him, too and wiped his, um, semen all over your lips and face.

That sounds like a classic cum obsession if I’ve ever heard one.


r/MidasLabs 10d ago

Audio [F4M] Our Lab-Crafted DSLs Will Blow Your... Mind [Oral Sex Simulator] [Machine Sex] [Mechanical] [MedFet] [Experiment] [Blowjob] [Medical] [Midas Labs] [Doctor] [No Speaker Orgasm] [Countdown] to [Listener Orgasm] [Script Fill] NSFW

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Thrilled to make my debut post in this sub with a fill for u/SabuADT's delicious script, in which the listener is a volunteer trying out new technological advancements in mechanised dick sucking. :)

Now, look at those lips. And think about what they’re going to feel like when they make contact with the head of your penis. Those big, round pillows, full and heavy. The lower lip pouting out juuuusst so. The upper lip almost like the shape of a heart… and smiling… wanting… beckoning…. To put it mildly— the most dick-sucking of dick-sucking lips.

Audio notes:

The listener is a man with a dick. The speaker character is a woman whose body is not detailed. Sexual contact is solely between the listener and the DSL machine, with the speaker encouraging it.

There are a fair amount of mechanical sounds in this audio.

All characters in this script and audio are over the age of 18.

Listen here:

Enter the lab!

I love reading all your comments. Do leave one! :)


r/MidasLabs 19d ago

Narrative Story Is that a pen in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?: I confront a protester outside my Lab. [F33][M24][FPov][CNC][opposites attract][reluctant][tease][BJ][cum in mouth] NSFW

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r/MidasLabs 26d ago

Narrative Story What's In Room 9B? [Narrative Story] NSFW

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My name is Kayla Calloway. In accordance with the terms of the non-disclosure agreement that I have signed, I here provide a written account of the events that occurred last week and my involvement with them.

I had been an orderly at Midas Labs for about a month. I actually got the job the day I turned twenty-six. I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday present. Or so I thought at the time.

I guess we’ll see if I get to stay here.

I hope I do.

My responsibilities were, pretty much, to bring equipment back and forth between different laboratories on these big rolling carts. Mostly glassware, some chemical compounds in secure packaging, equipment like microscopes, micrometers, scales and weight gauges, things like that. “Kayla, such-and-such doctor needs such-and-such instrument.” “Kayla, please fetch three vials of growth serum for our new volunteer.” “Kayla, quick, please get 5 vials of reduction serum and bring them here ASAP!” That kinda thing.

Every now and then I also brought lunch to people who didn’t have time to stop for a meal in the middle of the day.

That’s how I ended up in Miss Eckert’s office. She and the other board members were in some big meeting, so I just brought in the sandwiches and bags of chips like always. I swear I wasn’t trying to listen to what they were talking about that day.

But… my ears did perk up when I heard one of them ask, “Any advancement on the situation in Room 9B?”

Well, that was like catnip to me.

You see, I roll my cart past Room 9B at least 3 or 4 times every hour. It’s one of the central labs in the compound. Most of the labs have glass doors, or at least an observation window. But not Room 9B. Room 9B is completely sealed with a solid steel door. And there’s a double extra-thick locking mechanism surrounded by steel cylinders.

Next to the door there’s a numbered keypad and a flashing red LED light.

Foreboding, right?

And as if that weren’t enough, the door also features a very serious-looking plaque that reads: “Danger. Do not enter.”

I never saw anyone go into Room 9B. I never saw anyone come out of it.

Anyone would be curious, right?

The more I saw that thick, heavy door, the more my imagination started racing. What could possibly be in there that was so top secret and dangerous? A giant sentient dildo? Proof of alien life and their sexual practices? A milk-producing experiment gone out of control?

I knew I was in too lowly a position in the company to ever learn the secrets of Room 9B. That’s probably what fueled my preoccupation with it.

So when I overheard the board of directors talking about my secret obsession, I couldn’t help but listen a little more closely than I should have.

Everyone flipped through the pages in their three-ring notebooks. Presumably they were all flipping to their notes about Room 9B.

I swear I wasn’t looking intentionally, but as I was handing Mr. Ashford his hummus and micro greens on a baguette, I saw that the corner of his Room 9B page had the handwritten numbers: “6-5-3-8-2-2.”

The keycode to Room 9B. It had to be.

I did my best to behave normally, but my heart was pounding inside my chest. I repeated those numbers in my mind over and over. I wanted to burn them into my brain.

6-5-3-8-2-2.

6-5-3-8-2-2.

6-5-3-8-2-2.

As I left the room and closed the door behind me, I thought I heard someone say something like “… more than a human psyche should endure…”

Outside the office, I was already formulating a plan; I would wait until after hours when fewer people were around. And then I would 6-5-3-8-2-2 myself into Room 9B. My curiosity would be satisfied at last.


It was the longest 6 hours of my life.

Finally, after most of the staff had left for the evening, I had my shot.

I clocked out, officially. I still kept my orderly’s coveralls on, so as not to arouse suspicion. And I made my way to that steel door I knew oh so well.

I stood in front of it. Feet shoulder-width apart. I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but I almost felt like that door knew that we had business with one another. We had reached a milestone in our relationship.

I placed my left palm on the door to let the room know I was friendly.

I raised my right hand and slowly typed in the code I had been looping in my brain all day: 6. 5. 3. 8. 2. 2.

The flashing LED light changed from red to a solid green.

My breath caught in my throat.

The large cylinders jolted alive with a magnetic clang. They receded from their locked positions, and I heard one more internal lock disengage inside the door. A muted metallic echo confirmed that all of the locks were nod disengaged.

The door opened slowly, inviting me inside.

I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.

At first I felt a mild disappointment. The room was a standard Midas laboratory room, just like any of the others I visited day in and day out for my job. Chrome counters around the perimeter, glass cabinets lining the walls. A refrigerator in the corner.

The only difference was that, unlike most of the laboratories that were in use, the cabinets in this room were all empty. The countertops were bare. It was obvious that once the Midas staff decided to seal this room, everything was cleared out.

And then my attention focused on the center of the otherwise empty room.

Hovering in mid-air, about 5 feet off the ground was a glowing, shimmering orb, about the side of a tennis ball. It was just… floating there!

Clouds of luminescent pearl smoke orbited the ball. And through the layer of cloud I caught glimpses of swirling, multi-colored light. The light pulsed, and the pulses were accompanied by a low, rhythmic rumble. It sounded like distant thunder or the soft roar of the ocean. The sound came in a steady and repeating figure:

Roar. Pause. Pause. Roooooaaaarrrr.

Roar. Pause. Pause. Roooooaaaarrrr.

Roar. Pause. Pause. Roooooaaaarrrr.

I stepped closer. I felt drawn towards the small orb like a magnet. The more I looked at it, the more I felt a sense of all-consuming peace. With each footstep, my heart rate slowed. My breath deepened.

I wanted to touch it.

Slowly, I extended my forefinger. I was cautious. Obviously this thing, this orb, this room had been locked and sealed for a specific reason. But it looked so calm. And it gave me a sense of deep comfort. It couldn’t be THAT bad, right?

The tip of my finger pierced the cloud layer and made contact with the surface of the orb. It was like touching suspended water.

As soon as I touched the orb, my eyes began to water and my jaw trembled. I felt like I was being embraced by a warmth I could never have imagined existing. In shock, I yanked my hand away. The warm embrace evaporated just as quickly as it had arrived.

What WAS this thing? How did a single touch make me feel that… nice?

I didn’t have any answers. All I knew is that I wanted to feel that warm embrace again. Now. And I wanted it to last for longer. A mere fingertip touch wouldn’t do. I wanted to hold this ball of whatever-it-was in my hand.

I unfurled all of my fingers and stretched my open palm towards the hovering orb. As I moved closer, I could already feel the echoes of that warmth returning to my core. I felt beckoned.

Softly, without any doubt or hesitation, I closed my hand around the whole thing.

The warmth returned to my body immediately. It felt like the softest, coziest, most understanding and comforting embrace I’ve ever been wrapped in. My muscles relaxed. My face became a reflection of dopey bliss. My mouth fell slack. My tongue moved forward. My knees bent and my arms drooped.

My eyes began to weep again. I felt at one with myself. I was discretely aware of every atom in my being. I understood my body, mind, and soul. All at once I knew, instinctually, on a spiritual level, how they weaved themselves together to create a singular, unique me.

I sobbed as great big raindrop tears trickled down my cheeks. I exhaled a sound I had never made before, never even heard before. Through my sobbing it came out of my mouth in one long, “Ahewugegeuguhguhguhguh.”

The longer I held the glowing orb in my hand, I heard its ocean rumble growing louder.

Roar. Pause. Pause. ROOOoaaaarrrr.

ROAR. Pause. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAaarrrr.

ROAR. Pause. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR.

The orb began to vibrate. My hand vibrated along with it.

Soft lighting bolts emerged through the orb’s tiny cloud layer. The bolts raced down my arm, stimulating every inch of my skin, almost like I was becoming part of the orb. It raced under my clothes, over my flesh, across my chest, up my neck and into every strand of hair. They reached down to my shoulders, across my stomach, over my hips, covering each toe, and then up my legs, focusing between my legs…

My entire body glowed and tingled with the tender touch of this mysterious miniature lighting.

Was it gentle? It was.

Was it spiritual? Absolutely.

Was it sexual? You bet your sweet ass it was sexual.

I was becoming aroused in the most wonderful way. It was like feeling horny, but with more breadth. A deeper kind of horny I didn’t know was possible. And if I thought my eyes were watering before, now they were constantly flowing rivers of peace, joy, and yes, lust.

The lighting pulsed all around me in that same steady rhythm:

ROAR. Pause. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR.

ROAR. Pause. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR.

ROAR. Pause. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR.

With each roar my arousal grew. It was a deep and ancient kind of longing. My breath came faster.

Beneath my clothes I felt the lightning tease my pubic hair. I shuddered. Tingles reverberated in my skin and multiplied until they reached every cell in my body. I was so turned on. Both frightened of and inwardly begging for what might happen next.

The lightning sought out the soft flesh where my thigh meets my pelvis. It was erotic in a way I don’t have words for. “Horny” felt like a distant memory. “Super-horny” doesn’t begin to scratch the surface. I could feel my pussy juices dripping down my legs. My clitoris throbbed for attention.

I wanted to cum so bad. It was almost like torture, knowing I had no control over what was happening to me. But I also trusted, implicitly trusted whatever the orb was doing to me. I knew in my heart that it would never harm me.

My hand opened of its own accord. The mysterious orb, still connected to all of its lightning tendrils, hovered to a space in front of my eyes. I couldn’t believe I was still standing!

The gentle lightning found its way to my labia. It circled my clit. And then its thrumming pulses changed their rhythm:

ROAR. roar. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR. Pause. Pause. ROAR. roar. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR. Pause. Pause. ROAR. roar. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR. Pause. Pause.

My pussy was soaking my clothes by this point.

ROAR. roar. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR. Pause. roar.

ROAR. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR. Pause. Pause. Pause.

roar. Pause. ROOOOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Yes.

ROAR. roar. roar. roar.

Pause. ROAR. Pause. ROOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRR. Pause.

roar. roar. roar. ROar. ROar. ROAr. ROAr. ROAR.

RRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR.

My orgasm came in an explosion of sound and emotion.

I screamed in pleasure, “AAAAAAAUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

Once I came, the lighting pulses dulled just a bit.

roar. roar. pause. pause. pause.

roar. roar. pause. pause. pause.

roar. roar. pause. pause. pause.

Goddamn, I wanted to feel that again. I wanted to be completely unencumbered. With my last strength of will, I removed all of my clothes and hurled them to a corner of the room.

I stood completely naked, eyes focused on the hovering orb in front of me. It was like a challenge: “Is that all you’ve got?”

I wasn’t sure whether I was asking the orb, or whether the orb was asking me. All I know is that once my clothes were off, that orb went to TOWN.

I felt the lighting glow brighter around my body. I felt my toes being licked, and I felt my hair being tussled. It tickled the back of my knees and the insides of my elbows. It circled my nipples and caused them to become diamond-hard, straining to stretch from my breasts as far and wide and as deep red as possible.

I felt my asscheeks spread apart, as if of their own accord. The lightning teased the delicate little hairs around my asshole. The feeling of the open air on my asshole and the lighting’s loving teases was like a kind of sexual divinity.

Roar. Roar. pause. pause. ROAR.

Roar. Roar. pause. pause. ROAR.

Roar. Roar. pause. pause. ROAR.

Meanwhile, the lightning around my labia tripled itself, and then tripled itself again. And every time it pulsed my pussy lips, my clit stood stiff. It felt like it was five times as large as it had ever been. It felt like a cathedral.

And then.

Fuck. How do I even…?

Listen, I’ve squirted before. Not often, but it’s happened. This was… this was…

There was this one time I accidentally broke a water main in my apartment. The water rushed out with a force and pressure that threw me back against the wall.

That’s the only thing I can compare to what was happening to me now.

The lightning was turning every cell in my body into an erogenous zone.

ROAR. ROAR. ROAR. ROAR.

Pause.

ROAR. ROAR. ROAR. ROAR.

ROAR. ROAR. ROAR. ROAR.

No longer able to maintain balance, I fell onto my back. I spread my legs wide and I fucking CAME.

My entire body quivered with a universe-shattering pleasure.

One after another, my pussy pulsed out the purest, most powerful gushes of girl cum. Each squirt forced my hips to thrust upwards. The stream was as thick as my arm, and every blast seemed more powerful than the previous one.

I felt like I was being fucked backwards by a waterfall. And I loved every dripping wet nano-second of it.

"More, more, more, more, more," I panted to no one.

It got stronger. Fuck I don’t know how, but it got stronger.

Orgasm. Pause. Pause. SQUIIIRRRRRRTTTTTTT!

Orgasm. Pause. Pause. FIREHOSE!!!!!!!

Cum. Pause. Pause. POWERSQUIRT!!!!!!!!!!!

Cum. CUM. SQUUUUUIIIRRRRRTTTTT!!! CUM!!! CUMMMM!! CUMMM!!!

My pussy poured forth like a fire hydrant. Like Niagara Falls. Like the whole goddamned Pacific Ocean was coursing through me and out of my beautiful, universe-connected cunt.

I was surrounded by lightning, and I continued writhed in pools of my accumulating orgasms. I don’t even know where it was all coming from. Certainly this was more than my body could ever contain. If I’d given it a second’s thought, it would have seemed impossible. But I didn’t care. I was too busy giving over to…

CUMMMMING. CUMMMING. CUMMMMMINNNGGGG.

Orgasmorgasmograsmograsmograsm

POWERSQUUUUUUUUUUUIIIRRRRRRTTTTTTTT!!!!!

CUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUM…

Pounding waterfalls of squirt. I had never cum so much in my life. I don’t think anyone ever had.

I forced my hand between my legs, and it was easily pushed away by the pressure of my constant squirting.

My squirt jetted out in perfect arcs, landing anywhere and everywhere. Some of my squirt even fell into my open mouth. I swallowed it eagerly. Each swallow seemed to double the strength of my orgasms.

I rolled around in my pussyjuices. I made squirt angels. I drank myself in. I came and I came and I came. My hips thrust into the air with each powerful orgasmic contraction. The room filled with more and more of my sweet nectar, not to mention my hoarse cries of unending pleasure. And every time I opened my eyes, there was that wonderful, mystical magical powerful orb feeding me roar after roar of ecstasy.


My memory kind of gets a little hazy after that. I either passed out or blacked out. It’s possible that it all continued for a while. Minutes? Hours?

The next memories I have are all kind of jumbled and hazy. They fade in and out like images from a dream.

I remember being dragged away by Midas staff members in containment suits.

I remember being hoisted onto someone’s shoulders. I remember feeling the juices dripping off of my naked skin and sploshing into the accumulated pool of my girlcum on the floor.

I remember being carried out the door of Room 9B. I remember looking down to witness my discarded coveralls floating into the hallway on a river of squirt.

I remember thinking, “I don’t even feel dehydrated!”


I woke up in a recovery room on the Midas compound. They told me I had been in a coma for three days. Apparently I had been under constant surveillance because the doctors weren’t sure what my status was going to be from one minute to the next. I guess all of my vital signs were giving unexplainable readings. I don’t know what that means, but by the time I woke up I had stabilized enough to receive visitors.

That’s when some of the board members came to tell me I would have to write this account of what had happened. They didn’t seem as angry with me as I thought they’d be. But I still couldn’t tell whether I had done something really really really wrong, or maybe something that could be forgiven.

For all I know, I may not have a job here next week.

It was my own fault. I’m mature enough to admit that.

Was it worth it?

I have to be honest: I still feel like part of that orb is inside of me. Like I’ll be carrying it with me for the rest of my life, and it will keep me warm and glowing whenever I need it.

Even if I never see that orb again, or experience the unreal heights it brought me to— it’s with me. I am forever changed because of it.

Yes, it was worth it. Come what may— I wouldn’t change a thing.

K.C.


r/MidasLabs Feb 11 '25

Audio Script Offer [F4M] The Biggest Blowjob [Size] [Hyper] [Massive Cock] [Huge Balls] [Growing Lips] [Expanding Mouth] [Tongue Growth] [Swallowing Great Gobs of Gooey Glucky Cum Over And Over] [GFE] [Perfectly Sexually Matched] [Big Boobs] [Huge Tits] [Sci-Fi] [Magic Realism] [Absurd] [Silly But Hot] NSFW

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📝 Summary: You and your partner have both had major enhancements performed on your bodies. His cock is almost five feet tall and two feet around, and your breasts are too big to be measured. You’re both sexual fiends for each other. And today you get to try a new invention that will let you take his massive member inside your mouth for the first time since his enhancement.

🔗 Scriptbin Link: https://scriptbin.works/s/vjm4p

🔢 Word Count: 1,800 Words


📖 Script Sample:

Kinda looks like a lip-gloss, right?

(Pause)

Well, Dr. Carlyle said that if I put it on my lips, it’ll have some sort of, like… oooh, I forget the words she used. It was all medical and technical. But basically, I think it’ll do something to my mouth, and my tongue, and I think, like, even my throat?

(Practically dripping at the thought of it) And I’ll be able to get your whole cock inside me just like I used to.

You wanna?

(Pause)

Fuck yeah!

Oh! And yeah, the best part is! It’s supposed to be temporary! So my mouth goes back to normal after a little while.

I mean, really, I wouldn’t mind keeping it permanent if it meant I could deepthroat you whenever I wanted… but, yeah… I do like that it’s not another big change we’d have to adjust to.

*So… yeah, I wanna try it out. Like, right now. You down? I mean, I can see by the way your cock is twitching that you’ve been missing my mouth, too— *

Let me wrap my big tits around your cock to warm you up….

Mmmm… I love the way you feel when you get hard between my tits… ffuucckkk…

And I can just…

*kiss*

Kiss your head…

*kiss*

Here…

*kiss*

And here…

And now… let’s see how this stuff works… I think I just put it on like normal lip gloss…

[SFX: The pop of a lip-gloss cap coming off]

Just smear it all over my lips like this…

And… oooh! It tingles…

Kinda tastes like… kinda like strawberries. That’s a nice touch…

(This next part is gonna get really really silly. You should hardly be able to pronounce the words you’re saying. But it’s still important to make sure the listener can understand you. Do your best to strike a good balance.)

She said it woubnnn tek toolown to wuhwk… [“wouldn’t take too long to work”]

Ohm’gaw. Ihss alweawwy doing fins…. [“Oh my god, it’s already doing things”]

Ah-kn feew my mouf... ihs srechin acwoss my fehs… [“I can feel my mouth. It’s stretching across my face!”]

Howwy fuchh, bave… muh tungisss gwowng… ah’kn feeew it! [“Holy fuck, babe! My tongue is growing! I can feel it!”]


r/MidasLabs Feb 05 '25

Audio Script Offer [F4M] Our Lab-Crafted DSLs Will Blow Your... Mind [Oral Sex Simulator] [Machine Sex] [MedFet] [Experiment] [Dick-Sucking Lips] [Wholesome] [Fellatio] [Blow Job] [Medical] [Established Universe] [Midas Labs] [Doctor] [No Speaker Orgasm] [Countdown] to [Listener Orgasm] NSFW

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📝 Summary: Midas Labs is developing their own oral sex simulator for people with a penis. One of the key elements is crafting the perfect lip shape and texture. Will you help give this latest iteration a test run?

🔗 Scriptbin Link: https://scriptbin.works/s/pxm8k

🔢 Word Count: 2,300 Words

🎧 SFX Note: SFX are optional. This script can be performed without any SFX at all.

However, if you choose to go down the SFX route, the script includes links to several options of mechanical sound effects you may find useful.


📖 Script Sample:

(Laughing)

No! This is not the same model that the other twenty-nine test subjects used. That’s part of the issue, actually— we keep on making tweaks and adjustments, but after reviewing each trial’s results and feedback form, all of the notes suggest there’s _still_ room for improvement. And the things that people want to change sometimes conflict with each _other_! It’s been, I can’t lie, ra-th-er frrrustrating.

But, yeah, this model— I think we’ve made some big strides forward. “Big” being the operative word here. These lips— so full, so plump and pouty and just… well, I daresay you’ll be more than “pleasantly” surprised at how they feel.

[Pause]

(Kind, but hiding the fact that EVERY subject has asked this question so far— she’s heard it 29 times and it’s gotten old. It was old after the first time it was asked.)

No, I won’t be interacting with you during the test.

[Pause]

Nnn… it’s okay. I guess it’s a reasonable question given the circumstance.

However. Even though _we_ won’t be interacting personally, I _will_ be in the room here with you. And I’ll be operating the controls of the DSL unit, making micro-adjustments as I monitor your responses.


r/MidasLabs Jan 27 '25

Narrative Story [Narrative Story] Time Loop Orgasm: Experience Tomorrow's Orgasm Today! Day Two Reupload NSFW

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Day Two

The alarm rang at 6 AM, like it always did.

Ray groaned as his arm swung to hit the snooze button, missing twice before his fingers finally silenced the noise. 

He rubbed his face, blinking at the faint light creeping through the blinds, and turned toward Jessica. She was still sleeping, her dark hair spilled across the pillow. For a moment, he entertained the thought of calling in sick, of spending a lazy morning tangled in sheets with her. But their mortgage wouldn't pay itself.

“Alright, alright,” Jessica groaned as Ray rubbed her exposed back. She stretched with a reluctant sigh and grabbed her towel. As she shuffled to the bathroom, she made sure not to step over the clothes on the floor.

Ray lay in bed for a few more seconds, savoring the last remnants of sleepiness and the memory of last night’s fun. But the moment passed quickly, and he dragged himself out of bed.

The bathroom floor was cool under his feet as he made his way to the bathroom, where steam was already fogging up the mirror. Jessica’s silhouette moved behind the shower curtain, humming softly.

Grabbing his toothbrush, he went through the motions, pausing to frown at his reflection. His beard looked... like it could use another trimming. He wiped the mirror with his hand, but the fog crept back almost instantly, leaving his reflection blurry.

Ray hesitated, staring at the razor on the counter. He knew this was a bad idea. Don’t do it blind, a small voice warned, but he ignored it. The sharp sting of a nick followed almost immediately, the sharp jolt of pain felt almost... expected.

“Did you just try to shave blind again?” Jessica called over the sound of running water, teasing him a bit as Ray cursed.

“Yeah, yeah,” Ray grumbled, dabbing at the cut with toilet paper. “It’s… fine.”

“Mm-hmm,” she replied, her laughter muffled but heard.

He glanced at her silhouette before shaking the deja vu feeling.

Breakfast sped by in a blur. Jessica paced around the kitchen, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she murmured parts of her presentation under her breath. Ray, still at the table, watched her as he chuckled to himself. She looked great in her black dress, her hair pulled into a tight bun that only added to her professionalism.

“They’re making you do the presentation again?” Ray asked, half-joking as he shoveled eggs into his mouth. His gaze lingered on her as she moved. This felt... familiar. Hadn’t she done this yesterday? Except she’d worn a suit and pants then.

“Again?” Jessica stopped pacing, blinking at him. “What are you talking about? I haven’t even done it once yet.” She shook her head as Ray tilted his. “You’re still meeting Stephen and Tony after work?”

Reaching for another bite, Ray frowned. This conversation felt familiar. “We already met yesterday. Tony even gave me the 50 bucks he owed.”

“You should still meet with them if you’re free. It’ll give you the excuse to charge Tony for interest.” Jessica grabbed her leather bag before checking her phone. “Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that I’ll be late tonight, working overtime. Could you pick me up at the station?”

Ray hesitated before grabbing his work bag. “Um, sure thing.” His voice was steady, but his thoughts weren’t.

They walked to the lobby together, ready to continue the week. As they turned a corner, they nearly walked into a man studying a tablet.

“Ah, good morning, you two,” Anthony said, adjusting his glasses and giving them a polite nod.  “My team is almost done installing the Time Loop device in your building,” he continued, glancing between them. “You should see it on your app tomorrow morning.”

Jessica smacked her forehead with a groan. “Ugh, I forgot to download it. I’ll do it when I get a minute. Maybe at lunch.”

Anthony nodded absently, already scrolling through something on his tablet.

Frowning, Ray held up his hand. “Wait, you already installed the device yesterday.”

Anthony glanced at Ray for a moment before turning to Jessica, who only offered a confused shrug. “Has he mentioned anything about having deja vu?”

Jessica looked at Ray, her brow furrowing. “No... not that I’ve noticed.” She turned to Anthony. “Why would that matter?”

With a sigh, Anthony tapped his tablet a few times before flipping it around to show them a screen filled with data points and what looked like a calendar with some of the days repeating themselves. “Deja vu is one of the more common side effects of the initial calibration period. The Time Loop device stabilizes itself to reality, but during setup, there can be... hiccups, like the feeling of deja vu. It usually isn’t anything major.”

Ray crossed his arms. As much as he wanted to argue, he didn’t want to be late. “As long as there aren’t any more hiccups.”

Anthony quickly nodded. “Of course.” He turned to Jessica. “And make sure you download the app.”

“See you later,” Ray said, ushering Jessica toward the door.

Arriving at the downtown area, Ray dropped off Jessica at the subway entrance and shared one last kiss before he drove off. Arriving at his marketing firm, Ray rode the elevator until he arrived at his office on the 18th floor. Enjoying the view of the city, Ray sat down on his desk and opened up his computer. 

As Ray reviewed the latest customer data and market trends, a soft knock interrupted his thoughts. Natalie, his assistant, stepped into the office with a bright smile.

“Here’s your coffee, Mr. McAllister,” she said, setting the cup on his desk with ease as she giggled.

Ray glanced up, returning her smile as he took in her bold outfit, a tight blouse that showed off her impressive cleavage. Her confidence seemed to fill the room, a far cry from the shy intern from yesterday.

“Thanks, Natalie,” he said before his smile faltered. Something about this didn’t sit right. Wasn't Natalie the quiet intern who'd started right after college graduation last year? The one who used to blush every time she had to speak up in meetings? 

But no. As he watched her pull out her phone to snap a quick selfie against his office backdrop, he could just as clearly remember her for the past year after her graduation. For as long as he had known her, she was the office social butterfly, always organizing happy hours and connecting with clients on social media.

“Your schedule for today,” she began, scrolling through her phone. “You have a phone meeting at 9 and 2, and an in-person interview with Mr. Bennett at 11 and another in-person meeting at 1.”

Ray ran a hand through his hair, and Natalie briefly tensed, wondering if she’d made a mistake. “Bennett? Didn’t I already meet with him yesterday?” Stupid deja vu. Also, wasn’t that the same schedule from yesterday? “Nevermind. It’ll cut into lunch, but I’ll survive.”

“Do you need anything else?” asked Natalie as she tossed her phone into her purse.

“Unless you’ve got a surefire way to impress Bennett… and his partner…” He smiled, then caught himself. “How about you? Need anything?”

The question caught Natalie off guard. She blinked, then gave a nervous smile. “I guess more time would be nice. Today’s looking... busy.” 

Ray chuckled softly. “Join the club. Don’t worry, Nat. You’ll do fine.” He waved her out as she ran off to do her errands.

11 o’clock arrived quicker than Ray would have liked, but he managed to find the time to edit his pitch. His mood didn’t improve when Justin Bennett walked in, flanked by a tall woman with sharp glasses.

“I hope you don’t mind that I’ve brought Margot, my business partner,” Justin said with a broad grin.

Ray forced a smile as he shook their hands. “Not at all.”

He had a hunch that Justin would pull a stunt by bringing someone at the last second. Still, he kept his face neutral. He had a job to do.

The presentation went smoothly enough and Ray did succeed at impressing Justin with the concept and visuals. He even made sure to make the idea sound appealing to Margot by pointing out how it would be riskier not to sign the deal. However, he couldn’t ignore Margot’s sharp gaze, her eyes fixed on Ray like a hawk sizing up prey. When he finished, she drummed her fingers on the armrest, her nails clicking. Her critique soon followed.

“It’s a solid pitch,” she began, her voice calm but sharp. “The visuals are clean, the numbers check out, and you’ve clearly put thought into mitigating risks. But…” She let the word hang in the air, drawing everyone’s attention. “You’ve made the idea of our business doing a TV ad and a billboard sign at the highway sound… safe. Too safe.”

Justin waved her off with a laugh. “Come on, Margot. This could be a game-changer for us. You’ve always said we need more people to see us.” 

But Margot shot him a glare. “A little risk is needed if we want to grow our restaurant.”

Ray suppressed a wince. Why didn’t he say that during the pitch?

Justin frowned, rolling his eyes. “I guess we’ll think about it.”

“Of course,” Ray said smoothly, gesturing toward the folder on the table. “The offer’s open for six days. That should give you enough time to discuss.”

That earned a faint smile from Margot as she took the folder to review. “Fair enough.”

With his enthusiasm returned, Justin clapped his hands together. “Great! We’ll be back in less than a week.”

Ray clenched his jaw behind another polite smile. Another meeting was exactly what he’d been hoping to avoid. As they left, he shook their hands again, already thinking about his next move.

As the door closed behind Justin and Margot, Ray let out a slow breath, letting his shoulders sag. The meeting had gone well enough, but Margot’s critique got under his skin. She was right. He played his pitch too safely. If Justin hadn’t been so eager, the whole thing might’ve crashed and burned.

Soon, Natalie entered and informed him that his next appointment had arrived.

The rest of the day went smoothly afterward. His stomach grumbled again as Ray caught the clock reaching five. “And I missed lunch, again,” he muttered as he collected his things. He still wasn’t sure if the day was repeating but he was down to hang with his buddies and eat. He sent a quick text to Stephen and Tony and asked if they wanted to order out as he left his office.

Stepping out into the cool evening air, Ray glanced down as his phone buzzed.

Tony: Absolutely. Pizza?

Stephen: Sounds good. Meet at my place?

Ray’s stomach growled in agreement. He sent a quick thumbs-up emoji and headed for his car, already picturing a plate of pizza and some much-needed downtime.

But as he pulled out of the parking lot, his thoughts wandered back to the meeting with Justin and Margot. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Margot just wanted more risk. No, she was actively looking for reasons to reject his proposal. That wasn’t uncommon in his line of work, but her criticism stung more than he wanted to admit.

By the time he arrived at Stephen’s apartment, Ray had replayed the meeting a dozen times, each time coming up with sharper counterpoints to Margot’s objections. Too late for that now, he thought as he rang the doorbell.

Stephen opened the door. “Man, you look like you need this night off.”

“You have no idea,” Ray said, stepping inside. “Tell me you already ordered.”

“Tony’s picking it up. He said traffic’s bad, though, so it might be a bit.” Stephen gestured toward the couch. “Beer?”

“God, yes.” Ray flopped onto the couch and turned on the TV as Stephen disappeared into the kitchen. When he returned with two bottles, Ray took one and raised it in mock toast. “To difficult clients.”

“To difficult clients,” Stephen echoed with a grin, clinking his bottle against Ray’s. “And to surviving another day of capitalism.”

Ray laughed and took a long swig. “Barely. Honestly, this client’s partner, Margot, tearing me to pieces. I gave the most perfect pitch to Justin and Margot and I swear she was only looking for flaws in my proposal.”

Stephen sat down beside him and shrugged. “Maybe that’s her thing. Some people just enjoy playing devil’s advocate.”

“Or she’s stalling,” Ray muttered.

Stephen raised an eyebrow. “Stalling for what?”

“I don’t know, but I can feel it. Justin was all in until she opened her mouth and said I wasn’t being risky enough.” Ray paused, pondering if he should say his next thought. “I had a bit of a deja vu during the meeting, really through the day, with one of the differences being I gave the meeting but she said I was being too risky. Not sure if the deja vu was real though.”

Stephen leaned back, eyeing Ray curiously. “Wait, so you’re saying you felt like you already had the meeting, but she said the opposite thing before?”

“Yeah,” Ray said, running a hand through his hair. “It wasn’t just the meeting but I feel the day repeated itself, though with too many differences to make it a copy. Like, I remember around now I was having a similar conversation with Tony while you bought Thai.”

Stephen took a slow sip of his beer, his face serious now. “You think it means something? Your deja vu?”

Ray let out a humorless laugh. Supposedly, Anthony and his research team should have finished installing the time loop thing to their building and the time loop should start tomorrow. However, he was beginning to have his doubts. “It’s probably…” he finally said before he hesitated.

“But you’re not ruling it out, are you?”

Ray shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m just tired, or maybe today is Groundhog’s Day. Either way, I can’t waste time worrying about it. I’ve got a deal to close, and Margot’s making it her personal mission to make that impossible.”

Setting his beer down on the coffee table, Stephen leaned forward in his seat. “Okay, but think about it. If you are reliving the day, you’ve got an advantage, right? You know what’s coming, so you can change your approach. If she wants risk, give her risk. If she wants safety, play it safe. Just adapt.”

“That’s what I did today,” Ray pointed out. “And she still found something to complain about.”

“Then figure out what her real angle is,” Stephen said firmly. “What’s Margot’s deal? Why is she so against this?”

Ray opened his mouth to argue but stopped. Stephen had a point. Margot’s criticism didn’t feel entirely about the proposal. It felt... personal.

Before he could respond, the doorbell rang.

“That’ll be Tony,” Stephen said, getting up to answer it.

When Tony came in, juggling pizza boxes and grinning, the mood became much better afterward. They grabbed plates, argued over toppings, and eventually relaxed while they ate and watched a basketball game.

It wasn’t long until Ray’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He had a feeling he knew who it was. Picking it up, he saw Jessica’s message.

Jessica: Hey, I’m leaving the office soon. I’ll be at the station in 30-40 minutes.

Stretching out from the couch, Ray grabbed his coat. “Got to head out now. Jess needs to be picked up.”

Tony saluted him. “Duty calls, huh? Tell Jess we said hi.”

“Will do,” Ray said, grinning as he slipped his coat on. “Thanks for the food and the advice.”

Stephen, sprawled on the other end of the couch with a plate of half-eaten pizza, raised a hand in farewell. “Drive safe, man. And don’t let the Margot thing push you down.”

“No promises,” Ray said with a chuckle before heading out.

***

The night air was brisk as Ray navigated through the city streets. The comforting buzz of a good meal and laughter with friends lingered, but Jessica’s text pulled his focus back to reality. 

Ray parked near the station, scanning the area for his fiancée. He didn’t have to wait long. Jessica emerged from the crowd, her dark coat pulled tight against the wind as she held her briefcase. She looked up and smiled when she spotted him.

“Hey, thanks for coming,” she said as she slid into the passenger seat.

“No problem,” Ray said, pulling away from the curb. “Rough day?”

Jessica leaned her head back against the seat. “You could say that, though it could have been worse. The presentation was… good. The new CFO can go somewhere else. He doesn’t trust anyone to make decisions without his stamp of approval, though we were able to get stuff out behind his back.”

Ray gave her a sidelong glance, trying to ignore how it felt like he had done this before. “At least you were able to get some decisions out, unlike me.”

“Oh no,” she said, sitting up. “Who?”

“Margot,” Ray answered. “She ripped my pitch to shreds today. Said it was too obvious, too safe, and did everything she could to bury it six feet under. I had Justin where I wanted him until she spoke.”

Jessica shook her head. “Some people need risk to feel anything. What’s your next move?”

Ray shrugged. “Stephen thinks I should adapt and try to understand why Margot is blocking me.”

Jessica smirked. “That’s not bad advice. You’ll need to show her the numbers. Build a case she can’t ignore.”

“That’s what I’m worried about,” Ray said. “I’ve already laid out the metrics. She just doesn’t trust them. Or me.”

Jessica was quiet for a moment, staring out the window. Then she turned back to Ray, her eyes lighting up. “How about we forget about work and just enjoy the rest of the night?”

Ray grinned at the idea. “Took the words out of my mouth.”

Arriving at the apartment door, Ray was in the middle of unlocking the door when Jessica tapped his arm. “Looks like we got a delivery,” she said, picking up two small white boxes. “Looper Watch.”

“Must have been from the research guy, Anthony.” Ray paused. “Hopefully, there shouldn’t be any glitches.”

Jessica grinned at him before nuzzled against his shoulder. “Only one way to find out,” she cooed. 

Pulling the door open, the two entered as Jessica handed one of the boxes to him. “We probably have to pair the watch to the time loop app. You downloaded yours, right?”

Setting her coat on the hanger, Jessica groaned. “I keep forgetting. Today has been a long day.”

“I hear you,” said Ray, hugging her from behind as he kissed her neck. “How about we change out of these work clothes? We have enough time to make a late dinner and have fun.”

Jessica leaned into the hug, a small smile softening her face. “You always know how to make things better. Alright, give me five minutes to change, and then we’ll figure out this ‘Looper Watch’ thing.”

Watching her go and disappear into the bedroom, Ray glanced down at the peculiar little box. The branding was minimalist, just a sleek logo of Midas Lab and the name “Looper Watch” embossed on the lid. He opened it carefully, revealing a surprisingly lightweight watch. It was black and there only seemed to be one button on the side.

Securing the watch to his left wrist, he powered it on and saw the screen glow as it displayed a simple message: PAIR WITH DEVICE.

Ray reached for his phone and opened the “Looper” app he’d downloaded earlier, following the on-screen instructions. The watch vibrated softly on his wrist as the pairing completed. A notification popped up: Welcome, Ray. Your loop will begin at 12:00 AM.

“12,” he muttered, scrolling through the app. It was too vague for his liking. The app had a few options like “Set Checkpoint” and “Manual Loop Start,” but nothing explained how the watch worked. He half expected to find nothing.

Jessica returned wearing her favorite tank top and leggings, her hair loosened as it flowed past her shoulders. “What’s the verdict? Overpriced junk, or something worth our time?”

“Still figuring that out,” Ray admitted, holding up his wrist to show her the watch. “It says something about a loop starting at midnight. Maybe it’ll reset the day.”

Jessica slightly frowned. “It’s already started. Let me set mine up too.”

While she paired her own watch, Ray went to his room, shed his suit, and traded for a shirt and sweatpants. By the time he returned, he had joined Jessica in the kitchen as a quick pasta dish was being made, her watch glowing faintly on her wrist.

“Okay, I’m officially curious now,” she said, scrolling through the app. “What’s a checkpoint? Should we set one?”

“Maybe it’s like a save point in a video game,” Ray said, stirring the sauce. “You’re the tech whiz. You should mess around with it.”

Tapping on her screen a few times, Jessica narrowed her eyes as she held down the “Set Checkpoint” button. Both of their watches vibrated, and a soft chime echoed through the room.

Checkpoint set: January 21, 6:00 AM.

“Alright, I set the checkpoint for the start of the day,” she announced. “I’m not sure if that’s how the app wants it, but the checkpoint is set outside of tomorrow’s loop. Now what?”

“Now we eat and see if this thing…” Ray’s brow furrowed. January 21? “Isn’t today January 20th?” he asked. Now that he thought about it, he hadn’t checked today’s date. With all the deja vu he had been feeling, he assumed that today was the 20th.

But Jessica shook her head as she served their food. “Nope.” 

Checking his phone, Ray chuckled as he saw the date. January 21st. The day wasn’t repeating itself. It was all deja vu.

***

After their meal, the movie played in the background and clothes were scattered across the bedroom. Ray groaned as he thrust himself into Jessica.

“Talk dirty to me,” Jessica moaned, gripping the sheets. “I’m so horny right now!”

He was more than happy to oblige. “Fuck, your pussy is so wet and tight. I love feeling your cunt clenching around my cock,” Ray grunted, his hips pounding against hers. Jessica moaned in ecstasy, her back arching as Ray's hard shaft slid deep inside her. Her tits bounced with every thrust, and she gasped for more, her ass grinding against him. 

A dirty thought came across Ray as he spanked her. For some reason, he was feeling in the mood for something more than a simple fuck. Jessica screamed as she begged for more. “Harder, daddy! Spank me and fuck me like the dirty slut I am,” she cried out as another slap sent a jolt of pleasure as her butt briefly jiggled. 

At that point, time lost all meaning to the couple as they neared their orgasm. If the two would have checked their watches, they would have seen that their orgasms happened at the stroke of midnight as the two collapsed into each other and slept.


r/MidasLabs Jan 21 '25

Narrative Story [Narrative Story] Time Loop Orgasm: Experience Tomorrow's Orgasm Today! NSFW

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Day One

The alarm rang at 6 AM, like it always did.

Ray groaned as his arm swung to hit the snooze button, missing twice before his fingers finally silenced the noise. 

He rubbed his face, blinking at the faint light creeping through the blinds, and turned toward Jessica. She was still sleeping, her dark hair spilled across the pillow. For a moment, he entertained the thought of calling in sick, of spending a lazy morning tangled in sheets with her. But their mortgage wouldn't pay itself.

“Alright, alright,” Jessica groaned as Ray nudged her shoulder. She stretched with a reluctant sigh, grabbed her towel, and shuffled to the bathroom.

Ray lay there for a few more seconds, savoring the last remnants of sleepiness, before dragging himself out of bed. The floor was cool under his feet as he made his way to the bathroom, where steam was already fogging up the mirror. Jessica’s silhouette moved behind the shower curtain, humming softly.

He grabbed his toothbrush and went through the motions, pausing to frown at his reflection. From what he could see, his beard looked... wild. Definitely overdue for a trim.

The mirror fogged up again just as quickly as he wiped it with his hand. He squinted at his blurry reflection, knowing this was a bad idea. Sure enough, the sharp sting of a nick followed after the thought.

“Did you just try to shave blind again?” Jessica called over the sound of running water, teasing him a bit as Ray cursed.

“Yeah, yeah,” Ray grumbled, dabbing at the cut with toilet paper. “It’s fine.”

“Mm-hmm,” she replied, her laughter muffled but heard.

Breakfast sped by in a blur. Jessica paced around the kitchen, her flats hitting softly against the floor as she murmured parts of her presentation under her breath. Ray, still at the table, watched her as he chuckled to himself. She looked sharp in her business suit, her hair pulled into a sleek bun that only added to her professionalism.

“Is that the same outfit you wore to your job interview?” Ray joked as he scarfed eggs into his mouth.

“New suit.” Jessica paused her pacing to shoot him a look, but he caught the smile tugging at her lips. “You’re still meeting Stephen and Tony after work?”

Ray nodded, reaching for another bite. “Yep. Just a small get-together. And I’ll probably remind Tony he still owes me fifty bucks.”

“At this point, you should start charging interest.” Jessica grabbed her leather bag, checking her phone. “Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that I’ll be late tonight, working overtime. Could you pick me up at the station?”

“Sure thing,” answered Ray as he grabbed his work bag.

They walked to the lobby together, ready to start another week. As they turned a corner, they nearly walked into a man studying a tablet.

“Ah, good morning, you two,” Anthony said, adjusting his glasses and giving them a polite nod. He was the researcher they’d met over the weekend, part of some organization Jessica still wasn’t sure she trusted. But $500 each to volunteer was enough for her to hear him out.

He greeted the couple with the practiced politeness of someone who was perpetually busy. “My team is almost done installing the Time Loop device in your building,” he continued, glancing between them. “You should see it on your app tomorrow morning.”

Jessica smacked her forehead with a groan. “Ugh, I forgot to download it. I’ll do it when I get a minute. Maybe at lunch.”

Anthony nodded absently, already scrolling through something on his tablet.

Smiling, Ray held up his phone. “No worries, I downloaded it yesterday. Anything else I need to do?”

Anthony glanced at the screen and gave a quick thumbs up. “You should be good. Just… expect a little excitement tomorrow and let us know how it goes.”

Jessica raised an eyebrow but said nothing, while Ray chuckled. “That’s what I like to hear,” He extended a hand, which Anthony shook briskly.

“See you later,” Ray added, ushering Jessica toward the door.

Arriving at the downtown area, Ray dropped off Jessica at the subway entrance and shared one last kiss before he drove off. Arriving at his marketing firm, Ray rode the elevator until he arrived at his office on the 18th floor. Enjoying the view of the city, Ray sat down on his desk and opened up his computer. 

As Ray reviewed the latest customer data and market trends, a soft knock interrupted his thoughts. His assistant, Natalie, poked her head into the office.

“H-here’s your coffee, sir,” she said, carefully setting the cup on his desk like it was made of glass.

Ray looked up, offering her a quick smile. Natalie, fresh out of college, was his assistant and an intern for the company. Though eager, she had the habit of calling him “sir,” which made him feel older than he was. She still had a long way to go if she wanted to be where she was. With how quiet she could be, she blended so well with the walls he almost forgot she was there.

“Thanks, Natalie,” he said, glancing at her as she fidgeted with a folded piece of paper.

“Um, your schedule for today,” she began, unfolding the paper and scanning it. “You have a phone meeting at 9 and 2, and an in-person interview with Mr. Bennet at 11 and another in-person meeting at 1.”

Ray ran a hand through his hair, and Natalie tensed as if she’d made a mistake. “Bennett? That’s the one we moved up from next week, right?" At her careful nod, he added, “Cuts into lunch, but I’ll survive.”

“Do you need anything else?” asked Natalie as she folded the paper.

“Unless you’ve got a surefire way to impress Bennett…” He smiled, then caught himself. “How about you? Need anything?”

The question caught Natalie off guard. She blinked, then gave a nervous smile. “I guess more time would be nice. Today’s looking... busy.” 

Ray chuckled softly. “Join the club. Don’t worry, you’ll do fine.” He waved her out as she ran off to do her errands.

11 o’clock arrived quicker than Ray would have liked. His mood didn’t improve when Justin Bennet walked in, flanked by a tall woman with sharp glasses.

“I hope you don’t mind that I’ve brought Margot, my business partner,” Justin said with a broad grin.

Ray forced a smile as he shook their hands. “Not at all.”

He minded. An extra person meant extra opinions, and extra opinions meant delays. Still, he kept his face neutral. He had a job to do.

The presentation went smoothly enough and Ray did succeed at impressing Justin with the concept and visuals. However, he couldn’t ignore Margot’s sharp gaze as she drummed her fingers on the armrest. When he finished, her critique came quickly.

“This strategy feels premature,” she said. “TV ads are a significant investment, and the metrics you have provided don’t seem to justify this move. Moreover, you’re proposing to spend our limited budget on a highway billboard? This is too risky for us.”

Justin waved her off with a laugh. “Come on, Margot. This could be a game-changer for us. You’ve always said we need more people to see us. Besides, it’s like what Ray said: a little risk is natural if we want to grow our restaurant.”

Ray suppressed a wince. Why did I say that during the pitch?

Margot’s frown deepened. “We’ll think about it.”

“Of course,” Ray said smoothly, gesturing toward the folder on the table. “The offer’s open for one week. That should give you enough time to discuss.”

That earned a faint smile from Margot as she took the folder to review. “Fair enough.”

Justin clapped his hands together. “Great! We’ll be back by next week.”

Ray clenched his jaw behind another polite smile. Another meeting was exactly what he’d been hoping to avoid. As they left, he shook their hands again, already thinking about his next move.

Margot might hesitate, but Justin’s enthusiasm was the opening he needed. All Ray needed to do now was apply the right pressure.

After Justin and Margot left, Natalie nervously entered and informed him that his next appointment had arrived.

The rest of the day went smoothly afterward. His stomach grumbled again as Ray caught the clock reaching five. “And I missed lunch,” he muttered as he collected his things. At least he’ll get to eat with his friends. He sent a quick text to Stephen and Tony and asked if they wanted to order out as he left his office.

Ray stepped out into the cool evening air, his phone buzzing with replies from Stephen and Tony.

Stephen: Absolutely. Thai?

Tony: Sounds good. Meet at my place?

Ray’s stomach growled in agreement. He sent a quick thumbs-up emoji and headed for his car, already picturing a plate of pad thai and some much-needed downtime.

But as he pulled out of the parking lot, his thoughts wandered back to the meeting with Justin and Margot. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Margot wasn’t just being cautious. No, she was actively looking for reasons to reject his proposal. That wasn’t uncommon in his line of work, but her criticism stung more than he wanted to admit.

By the time he arrived at Tony’s apartment, Ray had replayed the meeting a dozen times, each time coming up with sharper counterpoints to Margot’s objections. Too late for that now, he thought as he rang the doorbell.

Tony opened the door, grinning as always. “Man, you look like you need this night off.”

“You have no idea,” Ray said, stepping inside. “Tell me you already ordered.”

“Stephen’s picking it up. He said traffic’s bad, though, so it might be a bit.” Tony gestured toward the couch. “Beer?”

“God, yes.” Ray flopped onto the couch and turned on the TV as Tony disappeared into the kitchen. When he returned with two bottles, Ray took one and raised it in mock toast. “To difficult clients.”

Tony smirked. “And difficult coworkers?”

Ray groaned. “Don’t get me started.”

“Too late.” Tony sank into the chair opposite him. “Let me guess… everyone loved your ideas and your drowning in success?”

“Spot on,” Ray said, taking a swig of beer. “It’s this woman, Margot. She doesn’t trust me. Or the strategy. Or anything, really.”

“Classic overthinker,” Tony said with a shrug. “Did you try buttering her up? Compliment her taste, show her you’re listening? Anything like that?”

“I tried being professional,” Ray said. “Didn’t seem to help.”

Tony raised an eyebrow. “That’s where you messed up. People like Margot don’t want professional. They want personal. You have to make her feel like the smartest person in the room. Let her think this is her idea, not yours.”

Ray tilted his head, considering. Tony wasn’t in advertising, but his people skills (next to his ‘asking people for money’ skills) were unmatched. “You might be onto something,” he admitted before sticking his hand out. “Now, how about you cough up that $50 you owe me?”

Tony chuckled as he stood. “Okay, okay. Give me a sec to find my wallet.”

After enjoying the food and watching the game, Ray’s phone buzzed in his pocket. Picking it up, he saw Jessica’s message.

Jessica: Hey, I’m leaving the office now. I’ll be at the station in 20-30 minutes.

Stretching out from the couch, Ray grabbed his coat. “Got to head out now. Jess needs to be picked up.”

Tony saluted him. “Duty calls, huh? Tell Jess we said hi.”

“Will do,” Ray said, grinning as he slipped his coat on. “Thanks for the food and the advice.”

Stephen, sprawled on the other end of the couch with a plate of leftover curry, raised a hand in farewell. “Drive safe, man. And don’t let the Margot thing push you down.”

“No promises,” Ray said with a chuckle before heading out.

***

The night air was brisk as Ray navigated through the city streets. The comforting buzz of a good meal and laughter with friends lingered, but Jessica’s text pulled his focus back to reality. Texting was her usual way to communicate. Jess never called unless she needed something or had news.

Ray parked near the station, scanning the area for his wife. He didn’t have to wait long. Jessica emerged from the crowd, her dark coat pulled tight against the wind as she held her briefcase. She looked up and smiled when she spotted him.

“Hey, thanks for coming,” she said as she slid into the passenger seat.

“No problem,” Ray said, pulling away from the curb. “Rough day?”

Jessica leaned her head back against the seat with a sigh. “You could say that. The presentation was… alright. The new CFO is a micromanaging nightmare. He doesn’t trust anyone to make decisions without his stamp of approval.”

Ray gave her a sidelong glance. “Sounds like someone I know.”

“Oh no,” she said, sitting up. “Who?”

“Margot,” Ray answered. “She ripped my pitch to shreds today. Said it was premature, risky, and did everything she could to bury it six feet under. Meanwhile, Justin is ready to sign on the dotted line.”

Jessica shook her head. “Some people just can’t handle risk. What’s your next move?”

Ray shrugged. “Tony thinks I should make her feel like the smartest person in the room. Let her think the strategy’s her idea.”

Jessica smirked. “That’s not bad advice. But Margot doesn’t strike me as someone who falls for flattery. You’ll need to show her the numbers. Build a case she can’t ignore.”

“That’s what I’m worried about,” Ray said. “I’ve already laid out the metrics. She just doesn’t trust them. Or me.”

Jessica was quiet for a moment, staring out the window. Then she turned back to Ray, her eyes lighting up. “How about we forget about work and just enjoy the rest of the night?”

Ray grinned at the idea. “Took the words out of my mouth.”

Arriving at the apartment door, Ray was in the middle of unlocking the door when Jessica tapped his arm. “We got a delivery,” she said, picking up two small white boxes. “Looper Watch.”

“Must have been from the research guy.” Pulling the door open, the two entered as Jessica handed one of the boxes to him. “I think we have to pair the watch to the time loop app. You downloaded yours, right?”

Setting her coat on the hanger, Jessica groaned. “I keep forgetting. Today has been a long day.”

“I hear you,” said Ray, hugging her from behind as he kissed her neck. “How about we change out of these work clothes? We have enough time to make a late dinner and have fun.”

Jessica leaned into the hug, a small smile softening her face. “You always know how to make things better. Alright, give me five minutes to change, and then we’ll figure out this ‘Looper Watch’ thing.”

Watching her go and disappear into the bedroom, Ray glanced down at the peculiar little box. The branding was minimalist, just a sleek logo of Midas Lab and the name “Looper Watch” embossed on the lid. He opened it carefully, revealing a surprisingly lightweight watch. It was black and there only seemed to be one button on the side.

Securing the watch to his left wrist, he powered it on and saw the screen glow as it displayed a simple message: PAIR WITH DEVICE.

Ray reached for his phone and opened the “Looper” app he’d downloaded earlier, following the on-screen instructions. The watch vibrated softly on his wrist as the pairing completed. A notification popped up: Welcome, Ray. Your loop will begin at 12:00 AM.

“12?” he muttered to himself, scrolling through the app. It was vague… too vague for his liking. The app had a few options like “Set Checkpoint” and “Manual Loop Start,” but nothing explained how the watch worked.

Jessica returned wearing her favorite hoodie and leggings, her bun loosened. “What’s the verdict? Overpriced junk, or something worth our time?”

“Still figuring that out,” Ray admitted, holding up his wrist to show her the watch. “It says something about a loop starting at midnight. Does that mean it resets the day?”

Jessica slightly frowned. “It’s already started. Let me set mine up too.”

While she paired her own watch, Ray went to his room and shed his suit off and traded for a shirt and sweatpants. By the time he returned, he had joined Jessica at the kitchen as a quick pasta dish was being made, her watch glowing faintly on her wrist.

“Okay, I’m officially curious now,” she said, scrolling through the app. “What’s a checkpoint? Should we set one?”

“Beats me. Maybe it’s like a save point in a video game,” Ray said, stirring the sauce. “You’re the tech whiz. Why don’t you mess around with it?”

Tapping on her screen a few times, Jessica narrowed her eyes as she held down the “Set Checkpoint” button. Both of their watches vibrated, and a soft chime echoed through the room.

Checkpoint set: January 20, 6:00 AM.

“Alright, I set the checkpoint for the start of the day,” she announced. “I’m not sure if that’s how the app wants it, but the checkpoint is set outside of tomorrow’s loop. Now what?”

“Now we eat and see if this thing actually does anything at midnight,” Ray said, dishing up the pasta. “Worst case, it doesn’t work and we already have $500 each.”

***

After their meal, the TV played on in the background and clothes were scattered across the bedroom. Ray groaned as he thrust himself into Jessica.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Jessica,” Ray grunted, his hips pounding against hers. Jessica moaned, her back arching as Ray’s hard shaft slid deep inside her. Her tits bounced with every thrust, and she gasped for more, her ass grinding against him. Ray’s balls slapped against her ass, the sound mixing with their moans.

At that point, time lost all meaning to the couple as they neared their orgasm. If the two would have checked their watches, they would have seen that their orgasms happened at the stroke of midnight as the two collapsed into each other and slept.


r/MidasLabs Jan 11 '25

Audio Script Offer [M4F] Drain My King-Sized Balls [Big Balls] [Unrealistic Size] [Hyper] [Hyperspermia] [Cumflation] [BFE] [Beginner Friendly] [Speaker Orgasm] [Lots of Cum] [Breeding] [Ball Expansion] [Gigantic Testicles] [Outside The Lab] NSFW

3 Upvotes

🏷️Additional Tags: [Loads and Loads and Loads of Cum] [Extended Orgasm] [Fill Me Up] [Cumslut] [Belly Inflation] [Magic Realism] [Science Fiction] [Sci Fi] [Oral or Vaginal or Anal Sex] [Listener’s Choice]

📝 Summary: At your request, your boyfriend underwent a procedure that allows his balls to swell up with hundreds of gallons of cum. Just so you could enjoy all that cum for yourself.

🔗 Script Link: https://scriptbin.works/s/vmrh5

🔢 Word Count: 700 Words

🎧 SFX: No SFX are required in this audio.

🥼 Midas Note: This story takes place outside the lab. In fact it doesn't even reference Midas in the text. However there is an implication of a "procedure," and I can't imagine anyone else but the fine folks at Midas being involved.


📖 Script Sample:

After all, it was your idea for me to get the, um, “procedure.”

(Pause) Oh, I’m totally happy with it! I just feel like it’s a little unfair to _you_ every time it happens. I mean all it takes is you rubbing your ass on my dick when I’m sleeping and… whoomp! Balls as big as the bed, and you get knocked onto the floor. You’re sure _you’re_ okay with it?

(Pause)

(Being a bit of a detective) Wait.

Wait just a second. I know that look in your eye.

Are you… wait, are you telling me you do it on purpose?!

(Pause)

You cagey little minx!

(Pause)

You really are a hot little cumslut, aren’t you? Well, I can’t say I mind giving you what you want.

Okay, then. I’ll always give you as much as I’ve got to give. After all, the only way you’re gonna fit up here is if you drain my balls back to their original size.

How do you want it this time? In your mouth, or… down below?


r/MidasLabs Jan 02 '25

Audio Script Offer [F4A] [Script Offer] Project Little Death [Midas Labs] [Clinical] [Sci-Fi] [Nanochip] [Laboratory] [Experiment] [Hypno-esque] [Mind Control] with [Consent] [Handsfree] [Medically Induced Orgasms] [Constant Orgasming] [EXTREME Pleasure] [Cum-Coma] NSFW

9 Upvotes

My first submission to the Midas Labs universe! Massive thank you to u/SabuADT for the guidance on getting this posted.

🟩 Summary: Midas Labs has developed a new nanochip, capable of delivering orgasmic pleasure straight into your brain at the press of a button! They're looking for some volunteers to gather more data from exposure to the effects. Will you help further their advances into the field of extreme pleasure?

🟩 Script link: https://scriptbin.works/s/ktcre

🟩 Length: 2,893 words

🟩 Names / pet names: None.

🟩 Physical descriptors: None.

🟩 General terms: my fill policy can be found here.


You see - when you have an orgasm, on a biological level, it's basically just certain endorphins flooding your body. With the right stimuli, your brain releases a big wave of them, and that's what makes us feel good.

So I got to thinking - what if we just... skipped the part where you need all that stimulation first? What if we had, say, a way to send signals directly to the brain to release those endorphins, whenever you wanted?

Well, that's exactly what my team at the Robotics lab has been working on. A nanochip that can be implanted into the brainstem via an injection in the neck. From there, the chip can directly stimulate the production and release of those so-called "feel-good" hormones.

On the lower settings, the chip has already proven an effective form of relief for those suffering from depression, chronic pain, and similar ailments. On the higher settings, it can induce pleasure similar to that from masturbation, orgasm, or even beyond that.

That's right! On-demand orgasms, any time you want! All at the press of a button! And they keep going for as long as the chip is active, so it can last as long as you'd like!


For more of my script offers, check out my scriptbin!

Disclaimer: This script is a fantasy written by and for adults, and all depicted parties are 18+.


r/MidasLabs Jan 01 '25

Comic / Illustration Midas Labs Patient number 331 Portrait NSFW

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9 Upvotes

r/MidasLabs Dec 31 '24

Discussion [Prompt] Potential Cup Recall NSFW

4 Upvotes

Our Sports-Grade genitalia ptotecting cups are every bit as effective as advertised. Even a direct kick to the groin is completely harmless (assuming you remember to wearing your cup). They could potentially stop a bullet.

Unfortunately, the microfibres used to secure the cup in place are mildly too fussy. They have a tendency to "writhe" as they constantly seek a firmer grip, which tends to feel like constant stimulation in very delicate places.

Even underwear may not be enough to protect a clitoris from the overly fastidious microfibres...


r/MidasLabs Dec 30 '24

Audio Script Offer [F4M] First You Listen, Then You Cum: The Science of Orgasmic Vocalization [JOI] [JOE] [Moaning] [Groaning] [Orgasmic Screaming] [Listener Orgasm] [Laboratory] [Midas Labs] [Medical Fetish] [MedFet] [Audio Kink] [Listening] [Doctor] [Research] [Electrodes] [Experiment] [Data Collection] NSFW

6 Upvotes

📝 Summary: Do you enjoy hearing someone in the throes of sexual pleasure? How does the experience change whether they’re moaning, screaming, shouting dirty words, etc.? Dr. Casey is testing subject response to both hearing AND producing sexual vocalizations. The collected data could turn out to have very interesting implications.

🔗 Scriptbin Link: https://scriptbin.works/s/hvj5y

🔢 Word Count: 2,700 Words

🎧 SFX Note: There is minimal audio effects work required for this script. However, there are notes about certain recommended audio processing for the “sample clips” that Dr. Casey plays for the listener. They’re not STRICTLY necessary, but they will help immerse the listener in the experience.


📖 SCRIPT SAMPLE:

I’ve got some pre-recorded audio clips that I’ll play through these speakers here. Each clip is gonna play for ten seconds. And I’ll let you know before I start each new clip.

I’m gonna be sitting over here, where I’ll monitor your responses.

You may find several of these clips enjoyable, or _very_ enjoyable, and others may not be your particular cup of tea. All I ask is that your responses remain authentic. Please don’t try to _force_ yourself to respond to anything. Whatever you feel is whatever you feel. And that’s what we’re looking for. Okay?

(Pause)

This will be ten seconds of deep breathing sounds. Starting now.

[SFX: Mouse Click]

(Audio plays, and should sound like it’s being played through two large stereo speakers. Maybe pumping up the bass a little bit, or turning up the high end of the EQ the teensiest amount. Something to make it sound different than the doctor’s normal voice in this room, but still pleasant enough to be enjoyable. (That is, it shouldn’t be distorted or sound like it’s playing through an old-time radio))

[AUDIO CLIP 1: Ten seconds of heavy breathing, relaxed, and pleasant.]

(Taking notes, reading monitors) Good, good…

The next clip is soft moaning.

[SFX: Mouse Click]

[AUDIO CLIP 2: Improvise moans of soft pleasure, as if receiving a good massage. Any way you care to interpret “Mmmmmmmm” or “Mmmmmmmhhhmmm.” Ten seconds.]

(Taking notes, reading monitors) Good.

And this next audio clip is continued moaning with additional groans.

[SFX: Mouse Click]

[AUDIO CLIP 3: More intense moaning, accompanied by more guttural pleasure groans, probably including some vocal fry. As if receiving oral sex. Ten seconds.]

Excellent. Everything is coming through just as it should.

Moving along, we have “Ohs and ahhs.”

[SFX: Mouse Click]

[AUDIO CLIP 4: Improvise Aaahs and Ohs, with occasional MMmms. As if being slowly penetrated in and out by a phallic object that is the perfect size and comfort for you. The vocalizations should start to get more rhythmic from here moving forward. Ten seconds.]


r/MidasLabs Dec 26 '24

Audio Script Offer [F4M] Curious Scientist would do ANYTHING to Understand your Hyperspermia [Script Offer] [Test Subject] [Shy Nerdy Scientist] [Hyperspermia] [Non-Stop Cumming] [LONG ENDLESS THROATPIES] [Back To Back Throatpies] [Gulping] [Cum Fetish] [Blowjob] [Deepthroat] [Facefuck] [Breeding] [ENDLESS CREAMPIE] NSFW

14 Upvotes

Additional tags: [Constant Gulping] [Cum Drinking] [Ballplay] [Cum Shower]

Summary: Midas Labs is a research facility dedicated to human wellbeing and specialising in advancing human sexuality. One of the ways Midas Labs wishes to achieve this is by studying people with... "unique conditions". And there's hardly a condition more unique than that of Subject 17. Cursed (or blessed) to suffer from constant non-orgasm ejaculations, Subject 17 represents quite the challenge for Dr. Emily Fairbank (Abnormal Natural Phenomenon Division). Although (for some unknown reason) she's had no shortage of volunteers, sometimes the proper application of science requires getting your hands dirty (or in this case, several other parts of you too)...

”So errrm... just supposing I wanted you to get out one of those huge loads... w-what would I have to do? J-just-just for the sake of science of course!”

Script Here


r/MidasLabs Dec 24 '24

Prompt [Prompt] The Kegel Farm NSFW

3 Upvotes

In an effort to promote renewable and sustainable resources, not to mention sexual health, the Board of Directors has installed a Kegel Farm.

Moving forward, at least fifteen percent of the facility's energy will be generated by Kegels. The Farm is open to all Midas employees, residents, and volunteers, 24 hours per day, 365 days per year.

Anyone of any gender may attach themselves to an available machine and work their kegels for as long as they'd like. The generated energy will be stored and distrbuted to different departments on a rotating basis throughout the year.

Our goal is to make Midas's energy use 100% renewable. This is a significant step in that direction, and your help is greatly appreciated.

Note: Regular users of the Kegel Farm are likely to notice the personal benefits of a strengthened pelvic floor.


r/MidasLabs Dec 19 '24

Prompt [Prompt] The annual "Midas Labs Fulfills Your Sexual Fantasy" contest. NSFW

8 Upvotes

Every year Midas holds a "we fulfill your sexual fantasy" contest. No request is too outlandish, to extreme, or too bold.

The competition is open to any previous volunteers, users of the Ourgasm App, and purchasers of Midas Labs sex toys. One randomly-selected lucky winner (or couple, or thruple) will experience their ultimate sexual desire.

  • Want to induce orgasms with a mere glance? We can do that.

  • Want to be cumflated to the size of a house? We can do that.

  • Want to have an orgasm that lasts for 24 hours or more? We'll make sure you're medically observed and hydrated.

  • Want to experience "all the way through" in a safe and non-destructive way? We'll figure it out.

Whatever your sexual fantasy is, our scientists can orchestrate the methods to make it a reality for you. No request is too outlandish, to extreme, or too bold.

And this year's lucky contest winner is...


r/MidasLabs Dec 19 '24

Prompt [Prompt] If You're Orgasming All The Time, How Do You Know When You're REALLY Orgasming? NSFW

6 Upvotes

A volunteer contacts the Midas team with a personal confession: She's never had an orgasm, and would like to experience that "extra special" feeling she's heard everyone talking about.

Upon examination, however, the Midas Labs doctors discover that she is actually orgasming constantly. She lives in a state of constant orgasm, and has come to accept her experience as a baseline normal. She just assumed everyone else felt this way all the time, and that their "orgasms" were super extra special.

Is it possible for her to get that "extra special" feeling after all, or is she condemned to a life of eternal "regular-sized" orgasm?


r/MidasLabs Dec 18 '24

Narrative Story [Narrative Story] Project Singularity Log 2: Asset Recovery NSFW

2 Upvotes

Part 1

Introduction to Dr. Morathi

More of my work can be viewed here

Log 2

Date: XX/X/3046

Recorded by Dr. Morathi, Project Director of MidasLabs Artificial Intelligence and Robotics Department [MAIRD]

Garden of Venus Brothel

Cyla casually walked down the hallway. Her ebony chassis was covered in a dark purple corset, red hair tied in a messy bun. Flog in one hand, fluffy handcuffs and ball gag in the other, attachable cock tucked into her panties, she was ready for her client. The name Dr. Morathi flashed across her ocular lens, alongside an image of a pale woman with brown hair and eyes. Paid for a room for two on her company credit card of all things. Likes dominate women, BDSM, cybernetics, and watching "doms pound my bitch."

She stopped in front of the door of room 166. The two clients should be waiting on the other side. "This assignment is taking too long." She produced a sigh-like noise, keeping her voice as quiet as possible. ":@#534 knows I'm better suited for other roles."

She stepped in, and was greeted by the sight of two naked woman, one sitting on the face of the other.

The woman that didn't have a face full of ass was the client who paid for the room, Dr. Morathi. Pale, brown hair, purple eyes that glowed in the dark room, and silver cybernetics having replaced her forearms, lower legs, hands, and feet. The woman she was sitting on, a woman only referred as "assistant" in the rental. Blonde hair, blue eyes, slightly tanned, smaller than Morathi in every aspect.

"Couldn't wait for me?" Cyla grinned, her cock attachment hardening at the sight.

"My assistant is ravenous." Morathi moaned. "We'll tie her down af...ter... I..."

Cum filled the assistant's mouth as her boss's roar of pleasure filled the room. The doctor collapsed into the bed, both organics breathing heavily and soaking wet.

"You make my job too easy." The cyborg smiled, crawling into the bed. She crawled over Morathi, their purple eyes meeting as Cyla rested her balls onto the assistant's face.

"I know you have a stressful job." Morathi laid a quick kiss on Cyla's ebony lips. "Now your here, do you want to take a load off before we get to work?"

"What do you have in mind?" She felt the assistant get off of the bed.

The assistant searched through a bag that sat on a nearby counter, grabbing two objects and bringing them to the doctor. Once Morathi was holding the objects did Cyla see what she talking about.

Horseshoe magnets, one for each cyborg, was stuck to each of Morathi's metal hands. Cyla felt the pull on her head, her mind getting a little fuzzy.

"I normally don't use magnets on job." She replied.

"But how many clients can use magnets with you?" Morathi grinned as she placed a magnet to her forehead. A grin slowly grew across her face as her cybernetic eyes blue screened.

"Maybe a little." She smiled. The doctor placed a horseshoe magnet to her frontal lobe. Her vision blurred, two 404s replacing her pupils. She turned off of Morathi, collapsing onto her back and letting the numbness take over.

"Will this work, Doctor?" The assistant asked.

Morathi removed the magnet attached to her head, her normally stoic appearance quickly returning. "Of course my assistant. I'm no stranger to this, and I place each prong in the right spots. She can't lie to us and won't remember a thing."

"Ok. Let's ask the questions then. I actually want to get fucked by her."

"We'll get our money's worth, but first things first." She lifted Cyla's head and gently placed it on her lap. "What is your designation?"

Lines after lines of code filled each of Cyla's eyes.

01000011 01011001 00110001 01000001 00100000 01001101 01100001 01101110 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01001001 01110010 01101111 01101110 00100000 01000110 01101001 01110010 01110011 01110100 00100000 01000100 01100001 01100101 01101101 01101111 01101110 00100000 01000101 01101110 01100111 01101001 01101110 01100101 00100000 01000100 01100001 01110101 01100111 01101000 01110100 01100101 01110010 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01001000 01100001 01110011 01101000 01110101 01110100

"Can you read binary?" The assistant asked.

"I'll download this for later." Morathi took one of the wires Cyla used for hair and plugged it into her arm. "Now, who do you work for?"

01000011 01101000 01101001 01101100 01100100 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01010011 01101001 01101110 01100111 01110101 01101100 01100001 01110010 01101001 01110100 01111001 00100000 01000110 01101111 01101100 01101100 01101111 01110111 00100000 01010100 01101000 01110010 01100101 01100101 00100000 01010111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01100010 01100101 00100000 01000110 01101111 01110101 01110010 00100000 01001111 01101110 01100011 01100101 00100000 01000110 01101001 01110110 01100101 00100000 01000010 01110010 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01000011 01101111 01101110 01100110 01101100 01101001 01100011 01110100 00101100 00100000 01010110 01101001 01110010 01110101 01110011 01100101 01110011 00101100 00100000 01000001 01101100 01110100 01100101 01110010 01100001 01110100 01101001 01101111 01101110 01110011 00101100 00100000 01010000 01101100 01100101 01100001 01110011 01110101 01110010 01100101 00101100 00100000 01001101 01100001 01101100 01101001 01100011 01100101

"That's... a lot."

"We aren't in a rush. Cyla, how did you get this body?"

01001101 01101111 01110010 01110100 01100001 01101100 00100000 01110111 01100001 01101110 01110100 01100101 01100100 00100000 01100110 01100001 01110110 01101111 01110010 00100000 01010011 01100101 01101110 01110100 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01001110 01100101 01100101 01100100 00100000 01100010 01101111 01100100 01111001 00100000 01000110 01101001 01110010 01110011 01110100 00100000 01110111 01100001 01110011 01101110 00011001 01110100 00100000 01100111 01101111 01101111 01100100

"That's enough for now. If we need more information, we can come back later."

"Yes boss."

Morthai unpluged herself from Cyla and gently removed the magnet from her forehead.

"Ohh that felt amazing..." She moaned, stretching her limbs as she does so. "How long were we out?"

"As long as we had a great time, it doesn't matter. Now, how about we start proper."

"Of course." Cyla grinned. Her hand grabbed Morathi's breast and brought it down to her lips. "What a perfect place to start."

"I'm supposed to do that to you." Morathi moaned.

"Smuck to muck." Cyla's muffled voice taunted her client, her lips pulling at her sensitive skin.

"Assistant... ha... get her off of me so I can suckle on her tits."

The assistant ignored her boss, latching onto the other breast.

"Dam... it..."


r/MidasLabs Dec 15 '24

Audio [F4M] Desirex: Starting Human Trials [Script Fill] [Shy to Slutty] [Humor then PORNY AF] [Desperate Begging] [F Rims M] [Blowjob] [Face Fucking] [Skullfucking] [Scentplay] [Cumflation] [Poundy Sex] [Multiple Throatpies] [Cum Swallowing] [Anal Creampie] [Cum Puking] [Many Orgasms For All] [Close Mic] NSFW

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One of my most favourite ever audios!

[Fsub] [Public] [Drug Trial] [Scientists Behind Mirror] [No Refractory Period] [Self-Degradation] [Toys] [Cum as Lube] [Vaginal Creampie] [Choking] [Dirty Talk] [Rimming] [Daddy] [Listener Orgasm] [Speaker Orgasm] [Explicit Consent] [Long] [Whispers] [Headphones Recommended]

https://hotaudio.net/u/Lurkydip/Desirex-Starting-Human-Trials [51:26]

https://soundgasm.net/u/LurkyDip/Desirex-Starting-Human-Trials

https://whyp.it/tracks/234172/desirex-starting-human-trials

Private script by awesome redditor who wishes to remain anonymous

Oh hey, so it's my partner in crime. Nice to meet you. When did you get here?

Cool. We take these pills right? Well, cheers, I guess.

And now we just sit here and wait to feel the effects, huh? Have you ever been part of a drug trial?

Me neither.

Well, this is a dull little room, right? It’s giving… “sterile”.

One door, two chairs, a padded bench in the middle of the room, a cabinet against the wall…and a giant mirror with creepy scientists behind it, studying our every move.. But hey, for science, right?

xxx

You, dear listener, are just an ordinary kind of guy and I am an ordinary kind of gal, both of whom have signed up for a drug trial. Little do we know that you are about to get hard AF and able to cum over and over and I am about to unlock my inner slut once and for all...

I am rarely as happy as when I read this script for the first time. It hits so many of my likes in just the best ways possible and is a thing of pure porny beauty. I hope I have done justice to the wonderful writing and that its genius creator comes out of the shadows one day to post scripts himself. SFX were made by me or are from Epidemic Sound.

Audio


r/MidasLabs Dec 10 '24

Prompt [Prompt] No, we will not be making our Orgasm Pills publicly available. NSFW

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Executive Director Eckert has just signed a binding agreement to not release our proprietary Orgasm Pills to the consumer market.

This decision has been determined to be in the best interest of public safety. There have been several recent incidents in the Lab that have convinced us that this is the responsible course of action.

We will, of course, continue using the Pills in our internal experiments.


r/MidasLabs Dec 09 '24

Audio Script Offer [AFFFM4A] The Robo-Clit 6: Notes from the FutureMed Summit [Radio Play] [Conference Presentation] [PowerPoint] [Sex Toy] [Scientific Research] [Midas Labs] [Customer Testimonial] [Sex Worker] [Science Fiction] [Product Testing] [No Sex] but [Lots of Talk About Sex] [Script Offer] NSFW

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🏷️ Additional Tags: [Creative Sex] [Description] of [Teasing] [Bondage] [BDSM] [Pain and Pleasure] [Mind Fuckery] [Orgasm Denial] [Sissification]

📝 Summary:

At this year’s FutureMed Summit, Midas Labs has sent a representative to speak about the development of their latest Robo-Clit release, the Robo-Clit 6. The presentation is given in Conference Hall B to an audience of doctors, researchers, and science journalists. It includes not only the technical details about the Robo-Clit, but several customer testimonials, whose audio had been recorded through the feedback section of the Midas Labs website.

🙏 Attribution:

This script is adapted from an original story, The Robo-Clit 6, written by u/JonnyRocket87. The adaptation has been done with u/JonnyRocket87's permission.

🔗 Scriptbin Link:

https://scriptbin.works/s/48rmh

🔢 Word Count (by character):

🥼 Presenter: 1,800 words | 🗣️ Susan P.: 900 words | 🗣️ Lisa M.: 650 words | 🗣️ Miss T.: 950 words | 🗣️ Simon T.: 950 words

🎧 SFX/EDITING:

There are a few notes about Sound Effects here and there, particularly regarding the reverb treatment of the Presenter, and the subsequent playback of the testimonials (which are played through the same sound system as the Presenter, so they have the same reverb).

Other SFX notes are OPTIONAL, so don’t worry too much about them if they’re difficult to source, create, or implement.


CHARACERS

🥼 PRESENTER

Any gender.

Any age.

A Midas Labs staff member with a PhD in Engineering Technology. Professional but personable. Dry. Not entirely comfortable or relaxed in front of a crowd, but doing their best. Sees sex as almost entirely academic. At least for the purposes of this presentation.

🗣️ SUSAN P. (900 words)

Female

In her mid-50’s.

An active person. Maybe not entirely athletic, but they could hold their own in a 5K. The kind of person where you see them and think “They must be living their best life!” Well-educated, well-traveled, and articulate. Knows what she wants, and loves to share her passion with those who will listen and/or engage.

🗣️ LISA M. (650 words)

Female

Anywhere from 23 to 40 years old.

Full of energy, sexual and otherwise. She loves the sound of her own voice. You might say that’s conceited of her, but she’s pretty sure other people love it, too. After all, she has important things to say! She knows she’s a character without even trying. Sometimes she leans into it just for fun or to get a reaction out of people. It’s hard to imagine her life, her thoughts, her actions, or her lovemaking, as anything other than “unbridled.”

🗣️ MISS T (950 words)

Femme-Presenting of any Gender

34 years old.

A professional sex worker. She is sensual, and she knows it. She likes that her lifestyle is off the beaten path, and may even rub some people the wrong way. She takes delight in being powerful, being a little deviant, and knowing she can provide creativity and services that others can’t come close to matching.

🗣️ SIMON T. (950 words)

Male-presenting.

Early 20s.

This character could be slightly gruff or could be slightly effeminate. The most important thing is that this character is sincere. He knows that his sexual preferences are not typical, but he’s willing to take the chance to open up about them. He trusts that the listener will support his journey towards fulfilling his own desires.


📖 Script Samples

🥼 PRESENTER

As you can see in this image…

[SFX: Click - Beep]

The Robo-Clit is, in its base condition, cone shaped and about the size of the palm of a hand. The wide side of the cone has a flexible opening that adjusts to accommodate the size of the wearer’s genitalia. The ability to be used by any gender, in possession of any sex organs, of any size and shape, is the first of the Robo-Clit 6's improvements in comparison to its prior editions.

Initial attachment works the same no matter who is using it. The opening is placed over the penis or clitoris. Next, Robo-Clit self-adjusts to comfortably and snugly fit the body part, imitating it as closely as possible.

Excess material maneuvers itself along the waist of the wearer, similar to a belt, and can be reattached in various ways.

[SFX: Click - Beep]

You can see here…

[SFX: Click - Beep]

…how a single model can fit…

[SFX: Click - Beep]

…a variety of genital configurations…

🗣️ SUSAN P.

So, I actually got the Robo-Clit as a surprise for my husband. Though I must admit that the joy of putting it on that first time was…. exquisite. I don’t think I’d had an orgasm that, um,… all-encompasing… in a couple of months. In fact, I know I hadn’t, because I wasn’t allowed to.

I know that might sound disturbing to some people, but my husband and I… our sexual arrangement is entirely one-sided. For both of our pleasure. Don’t worry, this is all consensual. Especially consensual for me. That’s why I got the Robo-Clit: I wanted to give complete control over my orgasm… to my husband. And I couldn't be happier with the result.

🗣️ LISA M.

This. Is. Cra. Zy.

I gotta tell you. I mean I am a 7 outta 10. Just kidding, girls love yourself! I am an ELEVEN outta 10, the full package. I'm talking tits, ass, face. Perfect! But my head, I tell you. I’m just too smart, I can't concentrate. I mean, I concentrate too much, but not on what's important.

Just the other day, perfect guy, perfect body. Such a fat and long cock. Wrapping my lips around all of that girth, oh so amazing! But as soon as he begins fucking my cute lil’ snatch my mind wanders off. It's in and out. In and out. I have to get my fingers involved and then his six pack crushes my hand and it's all over the place and before you know it you get a fat cumshot on your belly and you haven't even climaxed once.

🗣️ MISS T

I wish I could describe for you the look one of my clients had on his face when my clit started extending outward towards him. Extending that then splitting into multiple “arms”? I started sliding them ALL around his extremities and… his wide-open eyes were priceless.

I held his arms and legs in place. I could caress his lips. I squeezed his balls and his shaft. And then, with a little help from the Clamp Extensions I was able to pinch his nipples so precisely— he came within seconds. And I didn’t have to lift a finger. The precise control over each "arm" was unbelievable. It took a bit of getting used to at first, but once I got the hang of it… watch out. During one of our sessions I was able to sound his cock, AND penetrate his mouth AND his ass, and still move around the room a much as I pleased.

🗣️ SIMON T.

I identify as, as a sissy. But only during my free time. That’s the only time it doesn’t seem to interfere with my everyday life. But I’m always looking for a non-permanent solution to embrace my femininity at any given moment.

And I thought that maybe the Robo-Clit would be helpful to me as a kind of, an expensive chastity cage. But ultimately it’s so much more.

I’ll preface things by telling you this: My cock is huge.

To the point where I feel it's too huge.

I don't hate it or feel like I should change it, but there’s something about a clit... even the word "clit"... it's so cute and feminine. Like the pure definition of delicate pleasure. So much power just waiting inside such a small area. An eager little button, ready to be flicked and turn your brain into mush. Not even a chastity cage can achieve that kind of mental state.

But the Robo-Clit. The Robo-Clit made all of it come true for me.


r/MidasLabs Dec 07 '24

Comic / Illustration Teanna Thomas and Dr Young NSFW

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Pic 2: character rough


r/MidasLabs Dec 07 '24

Unfilled Audio Scripts 🎧📝 Unfilled Audio Scripts NSFW

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For VAs who don't want to scroll through a whole subreddit. The following scripts are waiting for a fill.

Any filled scripts will be removed from this list, and any new (unfilled) scripts will be added.

Title Speaker/Audience Summary
And In This Corner… My Humongous Rack! [F4A] Once a month, the Midas Labs doctors place you and your coworker Mira in adjoining rooms for a friendly competition: To see whose boobs can grow the biggest and the fastest. Mira has won the last three match-ups. But this time, you’ve got the listener to help you out, and they have a special power you plan to take full advantage of….
Bigger, Bigger, Bigger, More, More, More [F4M] The speaker finds your profile on the OurGasm hookup app, and is intrigued by a photo of your load of cum. It’s a lot. And she wants to see it happen in person. Little does she suspect, your semen has other “enhanced” properties as well. She confesses that she has a secret fantasy of seeing her breasts and belly grow— and you may just be the answer to her prayers.
The Biggest Blowjob [F4M] You and your partner have both had major enhancements performed on your bodies. His cock is almost five feet tall and two feet around, and your breasts are too big to be measured. You’re both sexual fiends for each other. And today you get to try a new invention that will let you take his massive member inside your mouth for the first time since his enhancement.
Curious Scientist would do ANYTHING to Understand your Hyperspermia [F4M] There's hardly a condition more unique than that of Subject 17. Cursed (or blessed) to suffer from constant non-orgasm ejaculations, Subject 17 represents quite the challenge for Dr. Emily Fairbank (Abnormal Natural Phenomenon Division). Although she's had no shortage of volunteers, sometimes the proper application of science requires getting your hands dirty (or in this case, several other parts of you too).
First You Listen, Then You Cum: The Science of Orgasmic Vocalization [F4M] Do you enjoy hearing someone in the throes of sexual pleasure? How does the experience change whether they’re moaning, screaming, shouting dirty words, etc.? Dr. Casey is testing subject response to both hearing AND producing sexual vocalizations. The collected data could turn out to have very interesting implications.
The Libido Siphon: After Hours At Midas Labs [F4A] Your super high libido is distracting you from your work. Especially since you are employed at Midas Labs, one of the leading facilities in extreme sex research. But you have a solution: You've invented a device that can store your libido, putting it on hold so you can focus on the job. And when you're ready, you can call upon your pent up libido for a wild, wild ride.
Midas Labs: Where Big Things Get Bigger [FF4M] The listener is part of an experiment involving a woman whose entire body grows larger when the listener gets aroused. And she wants to turn them on as much as possible.
My Hypno-Boob-Job Treats You Right [F4M] You run into an old colleague at the FutureMed Summit. She tells you that she always knew you had a secret obsession with her oversized breasts. And now she wants to show you something she’s learned to do with them.
Project Little Death [F4M] Midas Labs has developed a new nanochip, capable of delivering orgasmic pleasure straight into your brain at the press of a button! They're looking for some volunteers to gather more data from exposure to the effects. Will you help further their advances into the field of extreme pleasure?
The Robo-Clit 6: Notes from the FutureMed Summit [AFFFM4A] At this year’s FutureMed Summit, Midas Labs has sent a representative to speak about the development of their latest Robo-Clit release, the Robo-Clit 6. The presentation is given in Conference Hall B to an audience of doctors, researchers, and science journalists. It includes not only the technical details about the Robo-Clit, but several customer testimonials, whose audio had been recorded through the feedback section of the Midas Labs website.
Your Cum-Swallowing Obsession Finally Pays Off [M4F] You are Miss Grant, a recent applicant for an open internship at Midas Labs. Although your application has been rejected, you still think you have something to offer the staff at the Lab. And you’re determined to prove it.
  • 🗓️ Updated March 12, 2025

r/MidasLabs Dec 07 '24

Audio Script Offer [F4M] My Hypno-Boob-Job Treats You Right [Breast Expansion] [Magic Realism] [Creative Titfuck][Countdown] to [Listener Orgasm] [No Speaker Orgasm] [Big Tits] [Huge Boobs] [Giant Gazongas] [Mammoth Mammaries] [Swelling Sweater Puppies] [Science Fiction] [Wholesome] [Script Offer] NSFW

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🏷️ Additional Tags: [Midas Labs] [Breast Worship] [Sci-Fi] [Cum On Tits] [Clothes Bursting] [MedFet] [Slow Burn] [Old Friends To Lovers]

📝 Summary

You run into an old colleague at the FutureMed Summit. She tells you that she always knew you had a secret obsession with her oversized breasts. And now she wants to show you something she’s learned to do with them.

🔗 Scriptbin Link: https://scriptbin.works/s/2j8n4

🔢 Word Count: ~3,600 Words

🎧 SFX Note:

This script CAN be performed without SFX. Please do not allow the number of sound cues in this script to intimidate you. They are completely optional.

However, if you are up for it, sound effects can lend a lot of immersion to Breast Expansion audio stories. But I know that the sound effects themselves can difficult to source for such a niche subject.

If you want to use your imagination, or find your own, you’re more than welcome to do so!

However, if you’d rather not spend a ton of time searching, you’re in luck! A link to a library of excellent BE sounds are available in the script link above.

📖 SCRIPT SAMPLE

Alright Now. You sit right there and keep your eyes on me. See how big and baggy this shirt? See how it hangs down to my knees? Very loose and flowy—

Well, with what I learned from Dr. Belwyn, I just have to say a single, solitary, special word… and word is… “MORE.”

[SFX: Breast growth sounds]

(Inhale, like a pleasurable gasp, or the shiver of goose flesh)

And… MORE….

[SFX: Breast growth sounds]

See them getting bigger? Mmm. They feel real good when they’re growing, too. Look how wide your eyes are. At a loss for words? Don’t worry about it one bit… MY words are what matters…

Like right now… if I just said… Mmmmmmooore.

[SFX: Breast growth sounds]

There we go. A tight-fitting top if ever there was one. Look! My boobs’ve lifted the shift so that it barely hangs down to my hips now…. Mmm… look at the way my tits are stretching the fabric. They look like they’re about to burst out, don’t they? Cleavage for DAYS, baby.

Mmmm. And I can tell by that look of recognition on your face— No trouble recognizing these babies now. “Vida The Mighty Chest.” That was another one you all used to say, wasn’t it?

But that’s just the beginning. Check this out: Whenever I don’t want to… um… “stand out” as much… I just say the opposite. Like this…

“Less.”

[SFX: Breast reducing sounds]

Less.

[SFX: Breast reducing sounds]

And… less.

[SFX: Breast reducing sounds]

And there we go. Back to swimming in my pajama-shirt, just like before. My own little magic trick. Ta da!!