Probe removal

After drinking so much cum, it felt like your dignity was at an all time low, but perhaps you could still salvage what little remained. "Can you at least take out those probes?" you asked.

The Grey looked at some readings on one of the floating displays, and then said, "The vaginal probe still needs to collect more data regarding your transplant, but the primary probe has collected sufficient data regarding the rest of your operation to allow it to be removed from your rear orifice. Normally we would wait until the subject is sleeping or can be placed in an induced sleep phase, but since you just woke up and the energy conversion is underway, it is better for you to stay awake for now. We can either wait until you sleep again, or we can remove the probe while you are awake, though there may be some discomfort."

"Whatever! Just get that thing the hell out of my ass!" you ordered.

"Very well," said the alien as he touched the hose connected to the probe. You suddenly felt it writhing in your anus as the hose tried to extract the probe from deep in your colon, or whatever they'd replaced it with. However, after several seconds of wiggling and tugging, it didn't seem to be making any progress. Meanwhile, the vibrations reminded you of those times one of your boyfriends shoved a vibrator up your ass on the maximum setting. However, this probe and hose was much deeper and thicker than anything you'd tried before. After several seconds, the Grey tapped the hose again and it stopped. "Your muscles are not relaxing sufficiently. We will need to try a different position."

Before you could offer to move by yourself, a set of clamps instantly appeared from out of the surface of the table which locked into place around arms legs and waist. Then parts of the table began to shift, and suddenly your waist was being lifted upward while your limbs were being pulled into new positions. "What the hell are you doing?" you cried out.

"Just one moment," said the alien, in an emotionless voice. "This will place your body into the optimal position for probe removal."

When the movement stopped, it seemed like you'd been put in some twisted kind of yoga shoulder stand. Your ass was straight up in the air while your thighs were pulled tight against your torso with your knees bent. Your head rested between your knees looking straight up while your arms were held against the table behind you. Fortunately, the clamp around your waist was supporting most of your weight. Otherwise, the pressure on your upper spine in this position might even be dangerous. "This isn't very comfortable," you complained.

"This shouldn't take long," stated the Grey doctor, and then he touched the tube. Immediately, the writhing resumed, but this time it felt different. Something was moving deep inside your bowels in response to the hose's gyrations. The feeling was uncomfortable at first, but something about the vibrations was starting to turn you on. Yet after several seconds, the probe still hadn't been extracted, and the alien once again touched the hose to stop it. You almost said "Please don't stop" but bit your lip. Meanwhile, the Grey looked at another screen for several moments before saying, "Since we assumed this was likely for waste processing, we spliced a portion of a Cuni's colon with additional regenerative tissue from a Gargo. However, it seems that the high elasticity of the Cuni's colon is being counteracted by new muscles that have formed from the regenerated Gargo tissue. Fortunately, there is a well-established method for safe probe removal in this situation."

The Grey doctor grabbed the hose with two of his fingers and gave it a slight up and down tug. In response, the hose began moving, but instead of just pulling upward, it now alternated short pushing and pulling actions as it tried to work the probe free. The resulting stimulation was amazing, and it reminded you of getting fucked anally, but this time by a really huge cock. As you watched the hose moving in and out, you could feel the probe going up and down inside your reconstructed colon, and the sensation felt wonderful. You began to wonder if Cunis had an extra set of pleasure nerves there.

Surprisingly, a new set of sensations were added to the mix. For the first time since the operation, you began to detect feelings from your transplanted vagina. Although that hose and probe were not moving, the motion of the other probe and the vibrations in your body seemed to awaken the nerves in that area as well. In addition, there was another sensation of building pressure in your lower abdomen, almost like a bladder, but somehow different. The combined stimulus was almost becoming overwhelming, and you could tell that a massive orgasm was building.

At that moment the Grey doctor mentioned, "Nerve integration with the transplanted vagina appears to finally be functioning as well. This is good progress. The other probe is collecting the needed data now."

You could care less about whatever the doctor just said. All you could think of now was that huge probe getting thrust back and forth deep in your ass, and you just wanted to enjoy it. Soon something began dripping on your face, and you realized that your new pussy seemed to be leaking a clear fluid. Apparently, bunny girls got wet just like human girls. As some of it landed on your lips, you curiously tasted it, and found it to be somewhat sweet.

As the depth of the probe's thrusts increased, it seemed likely that it could be removed at almost any time now, and you began to brace yourself for the final extraction. But before that happened, the alien reached out two fingers and squeezed the other hose connected to the vaginal probe. "This one is ready for removal as well," he announced.

Instantaneously, the other hose began a similar sequence of up and down motions, and now you could feel both probes getting pulled up and thrust down. The added stimulation from the vaginal probe sent waves of tingles through out your pelvis while the action of the anal probe was sending mind-blowing shockwaves through your spine. The combined sensation was more than any human woman could hope to endure, yet the Cuni organs seemed to crave even more of it. After a few more minutes, even the bunny girl organs had reached their limit, and what followed was a rapid-fire climax of unimaginable proportion. First, the anal probe was pulled free, and it's large girth triggered the nerves in your sphincter which set off a deep anal orgasm. While the waves of that climax shuddered through your body, the vaginal probe was pulled free as well which set off a near simultaneous vaginal orgasm. As the muscles in your pelvis contracted, the mounting pressure in your abdomen grew stronger, then abruptly released, and suddenly a fountain of clear fluid gushed from what felt like your pee hole. The volume of spray was insane, and you covered pretty much everything nearby, including yourself, the entire table and even the Grey doctor.

"The Cuni vagina transplant appears to be fully functional," he added.