>Hell no! I'm pissed off!

"Absolutely NOT" you yell. "It probably smells musty as shit anyway."

"Do you wanna smell?" He asks you.

"Not really. No."

He ignores you. He pushes a button and the wall lifts more, allowing the smell of the cum to fill the room.

It hits your nostrils and... ah shit. Even worse than you thought. It actually smells good.

Like really fucking good. It's salty, yes, but like... nostalgic ocean salty. Sea salt. Something you would put on a 5-star dish. It has a hint of sweetness to it too. You've smelled cum before, it's never been sweet, unless someone ate a shit ton of pineapple. At least, that's what the internet told you.

"Come on. I know you're hungry."

"I'm not. I'm just tired."

"That's true." he says, checking the time. "We are entering midnight now. We've actually made good progress today, you're body adapted well to... well... everything really."

"Hooray for me" You throw your arms up mockingly.

"I have one more change I want to get done tonight. It'll be nice to get it out of the way."

Arms come from the walls and restrain your wrists. You don't struggle anymore, you're used to it.

An arm comes from the ceiling with a needle, this time no cup. It injects you right in the lips.

The arms let you go and you feel the pressure return, this time in your mouth.

You look in the mirror, your bright pink lips begin to inflate. The expand outwards until they take on more of a soft pillow shape. Shiny, with a little but of a heart shape going.

You put your finger tips to the bottom one and let out a gasp. It almost feels like touching your pussy. It's definitely less intense, but there's still a noticeable amount of pleasure.

"The lips are technically already a erogenous zone, but yours have become much more sensitive. I'd say about a 1/4th of your vaginal region."

That's still a lot.

"Okay, am I free to go to sleep now?" You say, your stomach rumbling.

"You are, you are..." he says "but it's not healthy to go to bed on an empty stomach."

You look to the tank.