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The two maids, Robin and Theresa, seized Andy by the arms and hauled him toward the door on the right side of the reception room. Theresa simply opened the door, and as they entered, Andy saw a long hallway lined with numerous numbered doors. Every door was locked with heavy metal locks, giving the place an oppressive and mysterious atmosphere.
"Ahn! Ahn! Ahn~!"
"Annhhh! Annhhhh!"
"Lick my foot! Ooh, I love it!"
"Ah! Annhh! Anhh! Annhhh!"
Sharp, lewd feminine moans and cries of pleasure echoed from behind the sealed doors as Robin and Theresa dragged Andy down the long hallway.
Finally, they reached a door labeled with the number 0, heavily secured with numerous thick locks. Theresa pulled a key from between her deep cleavage, unlocked the door, and both Robin and Theresa dragged Andy inside. Once they were all in, Theresa quickly locked the door again with the same key.
The room was spacious, with a desk similar to Roxanne's at one end. In the center stood a small stool with a rope hanging from the ceiling. At the far right of the room, there was another door.
"We should heal him first," Robin said, her voice cold and emotionless, "before starting the physical examination."
"You're right," Theresa replied.
They released Andy's arms, letting him collapse onto the floor. He let out a weak groan of pain as his battered body hit the ground.
"Ughh..."
Theresa walked over to the desk, opened a drawer and took out a small green glass bottle. She approached the helpless Andy with a sweet smile on her lips and said: "Open your mouth if you want to regain control of your body."
All Andy wanted at that moment was to regain control of his body. So, obediently, he opened his mouth.
Theresa stepped forward and placed one foot on each side of Andy's head, straddling his face from above. From that position, with her legs spread, Andy had a clear, unobstructed view straight up her short skirt. He could perfectly see her tiny black thong with delicate pearls, the thin string disappearing between her enormous, plump ass cheeks, and the small pearls nestled teasingly right against her smooth, shaved pussy.
Fuck… this whore has a perfect cunt, Andy thought, unable to look away.
Theresa tilted the bottle and poured the green liquid straight into his mouth. In just a few seconds, Andy felt sensation return to his body, the terrible pain from Roxanne's gravity slowly fading away.
Robin cut the ropes binding him, freeing his arms and legs.
Once free, Andy stood up quickly and asked, "What the hell are you going to do with me?"
Ignoring his question completely, Robin grabbed the front of Andy's shirt with both hands and ripped it open in one brutal motion, tearing the expensive fabric apart. Andy flinched in shock.
"Hey, what the fuck are you doing, bitch?!" he shouted furiously. "This shirt is from Italy!"
It was the second time that day his prized Italian shirt had been destroyed.
Without reacting to his anger, Robin tossed the torn shirt to the floor.
"Now the pants," she said in her usual cold, expressionless tone.
"What?" Andy asked, confused.
Robin didn't bother answering. She gripped his waistband and yanked his trousers down along with his shoes in one swift, rough motion, leaving him standing there in nothing but his white boxers.
Andy didn't mind being naked in front of women, but he was pissed that his expensive suit was now in complete tatters.
Robin easily lifted Andy as if he weighed nothing, threw him over her shoulder, and carried him to the center of the room. She dropped him onto the sturdy wooden stool, then grabbed his arms and raised them high above his head.
With quick, practiced movements, she tied his wrists tightly with the thick rope hanging from the ceiling, leaving him dangling helplessly in the air like a piece of exposed meat.
"Knock, knock."
Someone knocked at the door. Theresa opened it, and a new woman stepped inside.
She was strikingly short, barely reaching 1.30 m in height. Her short pink hair framed her face neatly, and her bright yellow eyes gleamed behind large glasses. Despite her petite, similar to that of a small girl, the diminutive maid immediately captured Andy's attention.
His eyes were instantly drawn to her massive, overflowing tits. Those enormous, heavy globes were ridiculously huge for her tiny body, stretching the fabric of her maid uniform to its limit. The deep, overflowing cleavage jiggled heavily with every small movement, her stiff nipples clearly poking through the thin material as if begging to be freed.
Her bright blue eyes remained completely expressionless, just like Robin's.
"You're late, Nora," Robin said coldly.
The newcomer lowered her head apologetically. "I'm so sorry for being late," Nora replied softly.
Nora approached the desk, but before sitting down her gaze suddenly shifted toward Andy. For a brief moment, her expression changed — her bright blue eyes widened slightly in surprise.
Theresa noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Nora quickly composed herself and replied, "Nothing."
She then sat down gracefully, pulled out a sheet of paper along with a quill pen, and said calmly:
"We can start. First Test: Ranking of the Dick."
Nodding her head, Robin lowered Andy's white boxers, letting his big, fleshy cock spring free.
"In the name of Veldra…!" the three maids exclaimed in unison, their eyes widening in shock.
Robin's usual poker face cracked. Nora's quill trembled in her hand. Theresa, leaning against the wall, couldn't hide her crooked, hungry smile. All three stared openly at Andy's massive cock — thick, heavy, and far bigger than anything they had ever seen. It looked almost unreal, defying normal anatomy.
Andy couldn't help but smirk when he saw their stunned expressions. He knew exactly the effect his cock had on women: first shock, then curiosity… and finally uncontrollable lust that made them beg for it.
"So what they really want is my dick, right?" he thought arrogantly.
As if on command, his cock began to harden right in front of they, swelling longer and thicker, veins bulging prominently under the taut skin.
Robin swallowed hard, her voice slightly shaky.
"N-Nora… what rank do we give this?"
Nora blinked several times, trying to regain her composure.
"Huh…? Y-yes… The highest rank. Dragon."
She quickly wrote it down on the paper, her hand trembling just a little.
In this world, penises were classified into five ranks:
Small Penis: Mushroom Rank
Medium Penis: Zucchini Rank
Big Penis: Horse Rank
Huge Penis: Dragon Rank
Andy's cock was unmistakably a Dragon — a thick, monstrous beast that demanded respect.
It was even rumored that cocks of this size and power were capable of repopulating an entire clan on their own.
"Second Test: Sperm Quality," Nora announced, her voice cold but her blue eyes burning with curiosity.
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Robin knelt in front of Andy with a cold, impassive expression on her face, as if this was nothing more than a routine task. Her icy demeanor didn't change even as she reached for his cock.
Andy's heavy, semi-erect cock hung right in front of her face. The moment Robin's soft fingers brushed against the thick base, the shaft reacted instantly. Throb… throb… It swelled rapidly, hardening completely within seconds until it stood fully erect — thick, veiny, and throbbing aggressively.
Robin wrapped her hand tightly around the massive girth and squeezed. Then, without hesitation, she spat a thick, heavy glob of saliva directly onto the swollen purple glans.
Ptuahhh!
She began stroking him with slow, firm movements, sliding her warm, silky palm up and down the entire length. Her thumb expertly teased the sensitive underside of the head, spreading the precum that was leaking abundantly. She gradually increased the pace, pumping his fat cock with skilled, rhythmic strokes.
Shlick… shlick… shlick… shlick…
Without altering her cold expression, Robin unlaced her corset and freed her massive, firm tits. They spilled out heavily, bouncing softly, her pink nipples already stiff with arousal. She leaned forward, tucked her hair neatly behind her ear, and opened her mouth.
She wrapped her warm lips around the thick head and started sucking with dedication.
Slurp… mmmhh… sluuuurp…
Robin bobbed her head back and forth, taking more and more of his thick cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the swollen head and licked along the underside of the shaft as she sucked harder. Soon, the fat cock reached the back of her throat.
Gluck… gluck… gluuuuck!
She sucked with increasing intensity, her head moving faster while her hand pumped the part of the shaft she couldn't fit in her mouth. Thick strands of saliva dripped messily from the corners of her lips, falling heavily onto her huge exposed breasts. The shiny drops rolled down the smooth curves of her tits, coating her pink areolas and hanging from her hard nipples before dripping onto the floor.
'Fuck… I love sucking this cock…' Robin thought unconsciously, her pussy growing wetter despite her emotionless face. 'It's so thick… so hot… it fills my mouth perfectly.'
She accelerated, sucking him sloppily and hungrily. More saliva poured from her mouth, dripping constantly onto her massive tits, making them glisten.
Slosh-slosh-slurp! Gluck-gluck-gluck-gluuuuck!
Andy groaned loudly, pulling hard against his restraints as his orgasm approached fast.
Robin didn't pull back. She kept his cock buried as deep as possible in her throat, sucking relentlessly.
GLUUUUUUCK!
Andy exploded violently. Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum blasted straight down her throat.
Spurt! Spurt! Spuuuurt! Spurt! Spuuuurt!
Robin swallowed every single drop without spilling any, her throat visibly contracting around his pulsing cock as she milked him dry. Even after he finished, she continued sucking slowly, cleaning every inch of his shaft.
From the corner of the room, Theresa watched with perverse excitement, biting her lip.
"Holy shit…" Theresa moaned, eyes wide with lust. "He's cumming like a fucking fountain! Look at her… she's drinking every last drop like a good little cumslut"
Robin finally pulled her mouth off his cock with a wet Pop!, a long string of saliva and leftover cum stretching from her lips to the glistening tip. A thick drop fell from her chin and landed right on her left nipple, slowly rolling down her shiny, saliva-covered breast.
She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, her cold, impassive expression never breaking.
"So, Robin… what's his Sperm Quality?" asked Nora
Robin slowly pulled Andy's cock out of her mouth, licked her lips carefully, and murmured in an analytical tone: "Great Stud Supreme God."
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In the Murk Kingdom, where male fertility was extremely scarce, semen was a highly prized commodity, ranked by quality:
Low Quality: Great Stud.
High Quality: Great Stud King.
Very High Quality: Great Stud Supreme God.
Andy's cum was the rarest of them all — a true treasure.
"Well, Robin, go clean yourself up," Nora ordered, her voice steady but her bright yellow eyes still fixed on Andy's rock-hard cock. "Theresa and I will handle the final test."
Robin paused for a second, then nodded without showing any emotion.
"Understood."
She stood up gracefully, buttoned her shirt slowly to cover her massive breasts again, and put her jacket back on. Before leaving, she glanced sideways at Andy — who was still hanging naked, sweaty, and with his cock still twitching — with a quick, cold but curious look. It lasted only a moment, but Andy felt it clearly.
"Now, Mr. Alien," Nora said, her tone clinical but clearly laced with desire, "it's time for the final test: Sexual Stamina."
Theresa nodded and walked over to Andy, who remained naked, to untie the ropes that kept him suspended in the air. Carefully, she took his shoulders and walked together towards the mysterious door inside the room.
"Final test: Sexual Stamina," Nora announced clearly as they moved forward.