12 Inches of Privileges - (Part 2)

[ma****]

This is Part 2 of the Privileges story. I don’t know how long it will be, but then again, neither does our poor heroine yet! 😂 Sorry, bad joke.

 

Anyways, this part is about putting on the Subrods, and considering tactics. It’s also a bit more technical than overtly kinky, but it should really help world-build the idea of how being triple plugged 24/7 can even be possible without just hand waving away reality.

 

She does have to test out her new equipment, so there is some juicy stuff tucked in here.

 

Enjoy!

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NonCitizen-21-F-4387 stood in the bland holding room. It was designed to be uncomfortable as it was intimidating, with needlessly oversized cameras on each wall, the En***r dressed head to toe in black with their Anonymasks seated in a chair, and 4387, completely naked in the Citizenship application room, goosebumps pricking her flesh, while she hopped back and forth from bare foot to bare foot on the cold metal floor. Her forehead, obscured by short red bangs, wrinkled in consternation as she examined the contents that she was about to become extremely familiar with, laying in an open case upon the table in front of her.

 

They were a series of 3 handball sized off white tubes, too wide for her fingertips to touch when she put her hand around one, and with a flat tapered end on one side, wider than the rest of the device. A note on the inside of the box’s lid read: “Once you make your first insertion, your time in the program begins. Remember to add before you remove for the remainder of your days.”

 

Picking the first of the three rods up, 4387 felt a faint tingling behind the eyes, and thought she heard a whispering voice. Frowning, she looked the Subrod over. Apparently it had already connected to her internal nanobots. She considered a moment, and then with the barest of mental urgings, she imagined this SubRod growing to max length.

 

Within seconds, the device began to whir and hum, pulsating and vibrating in her hand as it grew longer, longer, and longer again, as the additional length appeared from within the complex inner folds of the self collapsing tube. From the outside, as she felt along its length, she could feel no ridges or bumps of any kind. Had it not been so short but a moment ago, she would have always thought it were this disturbingly long, 13 inch rod she was trying to contemplate stuffing her insides with.

 

She flexed it experimentally. It seemed completely rigid, then after a moment it molded to the shape her hands were forcing upon it, becoming solid once more in its new shape. That explained how it was supposed to fit, she mused. The end of each rod was labeled with a long ID string, though one ended with O, the second with V,  and the third with A. Pretty clear what those indicated.

 

Now what to put where, was the real question she was definitely not putting off, while the En***r sat silently, either watching her or sleeping in their chair. Who knew with those things? Were they even human? Best not to stare, or to ask. Everyone heard the stories…

 

Her minimum was 1 inch in one hole. Her mouth was the most obvious answer, that would be the most comfortable, and would give her lower body a break. She would be unable to talk, eat or drink very easily this way, however. She wondered how the year and a day C12 test was supposed to even be possible. Surely they didn’t go without s***ch or chewing food for a whole year?

 

In response to the thought, a hole appeared in the tapered end of the OSubrod. Looking down the hole, it appeared to contain a voice synthesizer, as well a grinding wheel, which she assumed was for eating and drinking. Sure enough, as she checked the other end, small tubes threaded out of the rod, long enough to squirt the nutrients directly into her stomach.

 

Not pleasant, but it meant she’d never have to taste those horrid NonCit Soy Protean Bars with extra Flavarin ever again. Not a big loss there.

 

Her inspection of the V and A rods showed similar tubes. Apparently the devices would not impede her ability to use the bathroom for any of her bodily needs. That explained a lot about how any of this was possible. It certainly meant that access to hygiene facilities would be very important as well.

 

But that left the final, and biggest question. How much to insert and where? If she stuck with 1 inch, she’d be naked, cold, free use, without food or drinkable water, and completely at the mercy of every other citizen of the Empire who could shock or vibrate her rods at the slightest of whims. She’d also have to sleep on the streets, use public washrooms, and apparently she was going to be expected to remove all body hair despite all this. On top of that she’d have no right to earn *** so she’d be entirely at the mercy of what anyone wanted her to do at any time, while every single other person around her outranked her.

 

So realistically, unless she wanted to become a cum slut street beggar for the rest of her days, she needed 2 inches minimum, 3 if she was being realistic to protect against exposure. One inch in her mouth, one in her pussy, and one in her asshole. Or three in one hole. Or two in one, one in another. Ugh….

 

Well, in for a penny, in for a pounding, as her mother used to say. What if she went big? She could at most fit about 3 inches in her mouth without triggering her gag reflex. To go beyond that, she’d really have to practice wearing this thing. Her cock sucking was half decent, but she did tend to gag rather severely whenever they started fucking her throat.

 

Her asshole could take about four inches, she estimated. She’d been fucked in the ass enough times, and though she didn’t relish sitting down with that filling her, it seemed doable to take that up there.

 

Finally that left her pussy. If she had to guess, she could do 6 inches in there. Maaaaaaybe 7. It was one thing to have a thick cock fucking her for a few minutes, but she was contemplating 24/7/365 here. Her pussy already ached just imagining going beyond that length.

 

So there it was. 3 in her mouth, 4 in her ass, and 6 in her pussy gave her the 12 inches she needed to stay in the program at C12, plus an extra inch she could move around as needed. She would just… have to have them at that length stretching all three holes that wide every second of every day. 

 

She almost went for it, right then and there. All three holes, 12 inches total. Reach C2 in record time.

 

But she’d need to find housing. She’d need to learn how to be a Citizen, find where to get clothing that she didn’t even have the right to earn the *** for yet. No, that was the magic number. 7 inches.

 

At C7, she had her basic needs met, with equipment to make things easier for her, and a place to sleep… after this first day, since she got access to a sleep pod for 8 hours in 24. More importantly, she’d be able to earn ***, meaning she could get a job instead of paying by… other means.

 

Picking up the VSubRod, 4387 took a deep breath. No going back now. She shoved the end of the rod in her vagina, and moaned softly at the width. The Empire apparently made it just wide enough to prove unnaturally challenging. Go figure.

 

Once the VSubRod was inserted, it began to whir and hum inside her, stimulating her pussy in a rather enjoyable manner. Suddenly, she felt an intense tickling, as the tubes inside the rod threaded her urethra, allowing her to use the facilities despite the large intruder.

 

Once it finished vibrating, a small band of the SubRod’s material extended out of the tapered sides of the device, spreading in a vine-like pattern around her waist. Soon, it formed a curiously ornate belt, firmly holding the VSubRod 100% in place inside her, despite the wetness already beginning to develop down there.

 

She shifted, bent over, squatted, sat and stood. This was manageable, though it left her slightly turned on as movement caused the VSubRod to rub against her clitoris. If she had to go with 1 inch only, this was not actually a terrible choice. But then again, she’d not be able to have sex with this thing in, and it definitely stimulated her with every movement.

 

Next, she picked up the ASubRod. Bending over, she pulled her ass cheeks apart, then slowly began to work the thick rod back and forth. A faint film of lubricant began to coat the rod as she did this, apparently the Empire was courteous enough to use lube when it fucked you in the ass. Who knew?

 

She moaned loudly as she pushed the thing in. Gasping, she realized that at this thickness, even 1 inch felt really damn big inside her. As she got the thing entirely in place, she fell to her knees, a long groan spilling from her as the ASubRod began to vibrate and pulse inside her anus. She could feel long tubes threading from the device, spreading through her intestines, melding with her digestive system. As it finished, the ornate ‘belt’ from the VSubRod hooked into the ASubRod, holding it absolutely in place inside her, mercilessly wide.

 

She walked around the room with two intruders, bent over, squatted. Uncomfortable, and almost impossible to ignore, these things kept her stuffed. She tried sitting down, and yelped loudly. It pushed them a bit deeper inside her, and she ***ed that even with only 1 inch in the ass, sitting down would soon become a long forgotten luxury.

 

Finally, she picked up the OSubRod. Working her jaw a bit, she sighed and opened wide, sticking the last rod in her mouth. This one apparently wasn’t perfectly round, and it was only once she fit it in her mouth that she realized why. It was shaped like the head of a penis. And knowing the Empire, it was modeled after the Emperor’s own. She would forevermore be sucking the Emperor’s dick.

 

Once she got it in her mouth to the tapered end, small ridges appeared around the shaft, melding flawlessly with her teeth’s exact shape. This made her mouth more akin to closed around something instead of how a gag kept your mouth constantly open, forcing drooling. She tried to speak, and her own voice came out of the synthesizer at the end of the rod, as clearly as when she thought to say it. Apparently they already had her voice on file.

 

Once in place, the OSubRod began to vibrate and pulse in her mouth, and she soon gagged slightly as two long tubes began to work their way back down her throat. Apparently she had aid for breathing as well as for eating and drinking included in her rod’s functionality.

 

As they finished, vine patterns soon wrapped around her head in a rather attractive pattern, then down her neck as the ones around her waist worked their way up, around and beneath her breasts as it lifted them up, and the lower body mesh met up with the upper one, the entire trio becoming one unit. Looking in the one way mirror, it was as though she were wearing a sensual full body outfit which not only did nothing to hide her nudity, it accentuated it, making it extremely obvious how exposed she was. It even held her tits in a way she had to admit looked fabulous.

 

This was three inches, she thought with a shiver. ¼ of a C12. She felt like even this was too much already, but she had made up her mind. She was aiming for 7 today. But first, she would see if she could even reach 12.

 

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, 4387 gave a mental command, and the tube in her mouth began to vibrate and buzz once more. She gagged loudly, doubling over as she began to wretch while the thick tube grew longer, and now was three inches long in her mouth.

 

Instead of vomiting, however, she felt an odd chemical inject into her stomach from the tube, and the urge to spew stopped. Apparently they wanted to be sure you didn’t die choking on your own vomit, so that was a plus. She moved her tongue around experimentally, though it was almost impossible with the massive oral intruder. Three inches now completely filled her mouth, and just to say tickled the back of her throat. It was only with the tube’s aid that she could ignore the gag reflex at all. Going beyond 3 inches would definitely be impossible for very long with her.

 

Now it was time for the second one. Taking a couple of deep, calming breaths, 4387 steeled herself, as she bent over and bit down hard on the OSubRod, willing the ASubRod to extend to 4 inches. Her moans of *** and pleasure grew more intense as the feeling of getting fucked harder and deeper in her ass grew stronger and stronger, until her eyes watered, until she thought she’d end up impaling her own organs. Her ass was crammed to the max, and while this was conceivable doable, she couldn’t even begin to imagine sitting down with this monster ass-fucking her. She relented, and reduced its length to 3 inches. That was still intense, but at least she wasn’t gasping for breath while it practically tickled her tonsils.

 

Standing up again with great discomfort, she leaned against a wall, closed her eyes, and willed the VSubRod to extend to 5 inches. She moaned, groaned, and had a sudden orgasm hit her, as the thick intruder began to stretch her pussy wider and deeper. Finally, her vision cleared, and she realized she was on her knees in the room, drenched in sweat. She had done it! She had reached 12 inches!

 

No, wait, she’d had to reduce her ASubRod to only 3 inches, leaving her at 11 in total right now. A cold sweat dampened her skin. She felt stuffed to bursting from all three holes, far beyond what she could imagine doing for very long thanks to how damn thick these SubRods were, and she hadn’t even reached 12 inches yet. How the fuck was a year and a day with even more than this supposed to be possible?

 

Standing up with extreme difficulty, she could feel the 5 inches in her pussy taking up the odd shape of her inner body, leaving her with the feeling of being fucked in every part of her pussy completely and all at once. It was insanely stimulating, and just walking around the room for a minute left her pussy soaked to the point the only reason the VSubRod stayed within her was due to the vines encircling her body. And then she remembered, the SubRods could be given commands to vibrate or shock you at any time of day or night by any en***r or Citizen of higher rank, for any reason, and there was nothing she could do about it.

 

She tried to imagine this beast in her pussy vibrating. She tried to imagine a high C1, ***ing her with 5 years of low vibrations, and none could override it. She moaned at the thought, her hands coming to her perky, well supported breasts, and another orgasm loomed within her. She thought about going for 6 inches in her pussy, and learning what the new restrictions would be for a C2. It might make her cum even harder.

 

With a gasp, the VSubRod began to vibrate inside her, and grew to 6 inches at the thought given command that wasn’t a command. She had been right to hesitate, it was as though the Emperor was fucking her very soul right now. When she came too, she had collapsed on the floor of the room, in a pool of her own sweat and fluids. Apparently, she could activate her own vibration settings, as long as it didn’t override a command from someone of higher rank. She was so full right now. How on earth was any woman meant to endure this for a year and a day without losing their mind to endless orgasms? She willed the vibrations to stop, then gave herself an extremely mild shock for good measure, to clear her head, on the lowest setting.
 

She screamed, as her three holes were electrically stimulated, which triggered her to recoil, slamming the ASubRod into her on the floorlike a hammer on a nail. She collapsed into a ball of tears on the ground, curled up in a fetal position, her soft whimpers coming out of the end of the OSubRod filling her mouth.

 

Note to self, she contemplated silently. Do anything and everything you have to do to NEVER get shocked by these things.

 

She tried slowly, carefully, to sit up. The rods slowly adjusted as she moved around, conforming to fill her current shape, vibrating softly each time they did so then becoming rigid once more. Again, she almost came.

 

No, no 12 inches wasn’t possible. With 12 inches, her every thought would be consumed by these things. Every movement, a vibration. It was time to go down to 7.

 

Sitting still, barely daring even to move, 4387 sent new commands to the three rods. Her OSubRod reduced to 2 inches, her ASubRod reduced to 2 inches, and her VSubRod reduced to 3 inches. She sighed in relief. What had felt so big even a few minutes before seemed like a delightful vacation by comparison now. She had her 7 inches.

 

Standing up was not only possible now, it didn’t even trigger vibrations from the device reshaping. Turning to the En***r, she spoke through the OSubRod Synthesizer: “I register myself as a C3.7.” With a loud whir and a decisive click, she sensed instinctively that she could no longer reduce her total length below 7 inches without returning to a government facility first. She also knew instinctively now that if she needed to reduce length in one hole while in the real world, she would have to add it to another at the same time.

 

Just taking a rod out of herself, even to sleep, would not be possible, unless she was registered at a much lower level. So much for that idea.

 

The En***r fiddled with a control panel on the side of the case her SubRods had come in, and a moment later, 4387 could feel an intense, nearly burning warmth from her wrist. Looking down at her QR Tattoo, the pattern changed as the injected nanobots rearranged themselves. All three rods began to hum and vibrate inside her, and she moaned again at the sudden stimulation. She felt that odd voice she’d thought she heard before, but this time it was in her own head, the vibrations adding depth and cadence to its words as it spoke in her head.

 

It was male, deep, and surprisingly friendly sounding. “Greetings. Your new designation is: Citizen3.7-21-F-372033. Congratulations on becoming a fully recognized citizen of this great and glorious Empire. The Emperor, long may he reign, is thrilled to have you as his loyal subject, protected by the rule of law! I am Rod, your personal assistant. It’s a pleasure to meet you! 😉 Note, you are now loitering inside a NonCit Holding Cell without an appointment. Please be advised that if you do not leave this room in the next 38 seconds, you will be arrested and sentenced to 10 days Public RodFucking. I wouldn’t recommend it.”

 

She didn’t know what to make of this Rod who had taken up space in her head, whose every word vibrated her SubRods, and she had no idea what a Public RodFucking was supposed to be. She also didn’t want to find that last one out right now. Without a backwards glance, the young woman with short red hair, naked body sensually on display, pussy, asshole and vagina stuffed with 7 inches of SubRod, stepped out of the room’s only doorway into the chilly night air of an Autumn evening.

 

Her new life had begun.

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Thanks all for reading. I know the Privileges story hasn’t been the most overtly kinky so far, but I think the whole idea is a turn on, worthy of exploring.

 

Next time, on Part 3: Exposure, Survival, and a possible Ally?

 

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[Da****]

Lol, the only issue for this promising heroine is that she has to look up at you while heroine up there

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I like it!!
I only have one issue, women don't *** out of their vagina, they have 3 holes down there. One for poo, one for *** and one for pleasure. So how does the VSubRod connects to her urethra, when it's a completely different hole?

[ma****]

She has tubing threaded through most of her internal organs now. I figured it broke the flow to add the detail of one small vine working from one hole to the one next to it. For practicalities sake, I'm just trying to intricate it's not going to directly impede her, having the rod inside her. But fair play.

[Co****]

Proper kinky Si- fi !!
What do you dream about at night ? 😃

[ma****]

Stuff like this, I apparently run an all night XXX theater in my head 🤣

[Co****]

Btw......I was there wondering what I de do !🤣
Be interesting to know more about the En***r ........