Exactly one week after receiving the first injection.
Harold Reynolds still showed no dramatic changes in his body. At most, he felt a light vitality he hadn't experienced in a long time and could get out of bed a little more easily in the mornings. In the examination room, Dr. Elias set down the documents and looked at Harold calmly.
"Mr. Harold, it's time to begin the full regeneration program. Are you willing to be admitted to the special ward for at least one year?"
When Harold hesitated, Elias smiled and emphasized the precautions.
"Once admitted, you must stay inside the hospital for a minimum of one year. In the special ward, you will witness extremely intense and explicit scenes you've never seen before. Once you start, there's no turning back. Your body, your mind… everything will completely change. Are you truly prepared?"
There was a subtle glint in Elias's eyes, as if he was quietly enjoying Harold's anxious hesitation. After a long moment, Harold finally signed the admission consent form. His hand trembled slightly. 'Will this… really change me?'
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On the day of admission, Elias guided Harold down to the underground special ward. The moment the door opened, a thick, pungent smell of semen mixed with the rough breathing of men poured out. Harold's heart pounded wildly. 'What… kind of place is this?'
At the reception desk, two muscular nurses were checking documents and talking in low voices.
"Checked on Eric in Room 7 today? His weight broke 315kg."
"Yeah, we'll start care soon. Increase the regeneration injection dosage and collect plenty of semen samples."
As they walked down the corridor, Harold peered through the small glass windows on each patient room door and witnessed vivid scenes. Super-muscular elderly patients in hospital gowns, muscular nurses and doctors — everyone possessed similarly overwhelming physiques. Their chests and shoulders strained the gowns to the point of bursting, and even while flaccid, their cocks were so thick that two hands couldn't fully wrap around them, hanging heavily between their legs.
What shocked him even more was that almost everyone was walking around casually with erections. Massive, pole-like cocks frequently bumped into each other in the hallway. Right in front of him, two patients brushed against each other.
"Oops, sorry old man."
The younger patient slightly bowed his head.
"No worries, young friend… Looks like you're already receiving regeneration care. Yours looks much bigger than mine — impressive."
The late-70s-looking old man smiled leisurely. His own cock was still rock-hard, lightly tapping the younger man's thigh.
"Yours is no slouch either, grandpa."
"You heading to the bathroom?"
"Yes, grandpa."
"Then let's go together and pump one out while we're at it."
"Sounds good."
The two naturally walked shoulder to shoulder toward the bathroom. Harold swallowed hard as he watched.
In front of one room, the massively muscled patient Mike was hugging a nurse around the waist and laughing quietly.
"Wow, Mike… you've gotten so much healthier lately. Must be because of my dedicated care."
Mike pulled the nurse closer.
"You suck me so eagerly and spread that hole for me, no wonder I'm producing more. You'll take good care of me today too, right?"
In another room, a doctor was groping a muscular nurse's ass and whispering.
"After your shift tonight, come to my room. I miss that hole of yours."
Harold's face flushed red, and he felt his own cock gradually hardening inside his pants. Elias spoke in a calm voice.
"Everyone here has already received special care. For you, Mr. Harold, I've specially assigned two nurses — Brian and Brandon."
At that moment, twin nurses approached from the end of the corridor and flanked Harold on both sides. They gently stroked his waist and shoulders while whispering seductively.
"From today onward… the two of us will take very thorough care of you."
Elias smiled.
"Now, shall we begin?"
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Early the next morning, even before sunrise, footsteps echoed through the corridor. Led by Elias, Brian, Brandon, and the other nurses began their morning semen collection rounds.
Every time a patient room door opened, an obscene scene unfolded. Patients sat on their beds with hospital gowns half-removed, their laps already soaked with precum and semen. Thick white fluid clung stickily to the fabric and skin, dripping onto the floor.
In Room 7, Eric sat with his gown pulled down to his shoulders and legs slightly spread. His enormous cock was already fully erect, white semen continuously flowing from the tip. When he saw Elias, Eric pleaded desperately.
"Doctor… there's so much today… Haa…! I fucked the guy in the next bed all night yesterday… I came five times, but it still won't stop flowing…"
As Elias smiled and lightly grasped Eric's cock, stroking it up and down, Eric closed his eyes slightly and fell into the memory of the previous night.
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"Paul… fuck… harder…!"
Eric gripped the bedsheets and moaned. Paul (68-year-old super-muscled patient in the opposite bed) had already spread Eric's ass with both hands and was slamming his 105cm monster cock deep inside.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Haa… haa… Eric's hole is so fucking tight today…! Way wetter than yesterday…!"
Paul gritted his teeth and thrust his hips wildly. His massive balls slapped loudly against Eric's ass with every thrust.
"Aaahh…! Paul…! Your cock… it's piercing my guts…! Deeper…! Fuck… pound me harder…!"
Eric rolled his eyes back and bit the bedsheet. His own cock had already cum three times untouched, soaking the sheets white.
Paul grabbed Eric's hair, yanked his head back, and growled.
"You fucking slut… Today I'm going to fill your hole with ten liters of my cum…! Take it…! Take it all…!"
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
"Mmm…! Paul…! Cum… give me more cum…! Fill me up… until I burst…!"
The two men changed positions repeatedly and fucked furiously all night long — missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, against the wall…
Every time Paul pounded Eric's ass, Eric screamed, "Harder…! Harder…! Rip my hole apart…!" and Paul roared back, "This fucking hole…! I'm going to completely destroy it with my cock…!"
Their moans and wet slapping sounds didn't stop until 5 a.m. Eric's ass was overflowing with Paul's cum, and the bed had turned into a white puddle.
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Elias stroked Eric's cock and asked gently.
"So… you went all night with Paul yesterday?"
Eric nodded, panting.
"Yes… Doctor… I can still feel… Paul's cock… inside my hole… Haa…!"
Elias smiled and sped up his hand movements. Wet, sticky sounds filled the room.
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Cleaning staff moved busily throughout the corridor. They carried large mops and buckets, wiping up the precum and semen that patients left behind as they passed.
"Again today… they're turning the hallways into a mess wherever they go."
Laundry staff carried huge baskets back and forth. Inside were mountains of patient gowns and sheets drenched in thick white semen.
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While the rounds were in full swing, an urgent voice rang out from the end of the corridor.
"Doctor! Emergency! Two patients have escaped from the isolation ward!"
At that moment, two super-muscled patients appeared from the far end of the hallway. Their muscle mass was easily 1.5 times larger and thicker than the regular patients. Their cocks, swollen to the size of an adult man's torso, were fully erect. They were passionately kissing and embracing each other, moaning loudly, while their massive cocks rubbed together and sprayed semen everywhere. The corridor floor instantly became slick with white fluid.
Harold pressed himself against the wall and watched the scene breathlessly. The two patients ran wildly down the hallway, laughing maniacally and covering everything in semen. Nurses and doctors quickly rushed in and subdued them.
"Grab them! Back to the isolation ward!"
"Damn it, these bastards… got hard and lost it again!"
After they were restrained, a nurse reported to Elias while catching her breath.
"Fortunately, they didn't approach any of the regular patients."
Elias nodded calmly.
"Their semen samples are exceptionally potent. If regular patients were exposed, they could lose their minds just like these two. If their semen were injected into the others, it could spread like an infectious disease…
But don't worry, Mr. Harold. As you can see from the staff here, everyone has plenty of strength, so subduing them is easy. This kind of incident is rare… I'm sorry you had to see something like this."
Harold felt his heart sink.
'Could I… end up like that too?'
Anxiety gripped his entire body, yet at the same time, an inexplicable, powerful sense of anticipation surged within him. He felt his body growing hotter and realized, deep in his bones, that he would be spending at least the next year in this ward.
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(End of Part 2)