Tutorial

I awoke to the sting of bright fluorescent lights and cold air. Sitting up, I looked around the white padded room.

Where was I? Who am I?

"Welcome, Combatant R-23. I am Oracle, Overseer of the Empire and your instructor for today. You are given the great fortune to join the vanguard of the invasion against Planet E-391 and to subjugate its peons to the greatness of the empire."

The voice was foreign to me, yet soothing, pleasant. As though speaking of a great destiny.

"To do that, all combatants must undergo basic C-001 training before field deployment. In front of you is your combat uniform. Quickly get dressed, and follow me to the next room."

I looked towards the table in front of me. Neatly placed were a set of black armored gloves, a pair of blue heels, a black rebreather mask and a blue latex outfit.

As I slid the blue latex over me, it fit snugly like a warm blanket. As though I had worn this before. It cupped over my dick and balls without pressing too tightly.

'Was my skin always this white?' I mused as the rest of the accessories came on.

Walking into the next room, I was not surprised to see it looking exactly like the first.

'Calibrating to new settings.' A robotic voice echoed inside me.

"Ahh that's the Empire Network syncing you with the system. No need for any bulky goggles and all that, it's now paired directly to your brain and streamed through your cornea."

'UI Settings complete. Glory to the Empire.' The voice flatly noted before signing off.

Looked like a standard video game UI. Health bar, stamina bar, active weapon, quick tools. All there.

"Good, good. seems like the system has set you up quite nicely." Oracle observed. "Now, as you are only a recruit, the suit is currently just had its lowest level. It gives you some level of blunt **** protection, no penetration blockers. There's some nice thermo-regulation as well. But if you rise up the ranks, you get access to some of the better stuff."

"The rebreather mask serves as a stimulant. Use it with a white vial to heal yourself, a pink vial to augment your senses (and lust) or the red vial to go berserk. Take care to not overuse it too quickly. I've had some combatants implode through the cocktail of **** they put into their body."

"Now, as an agent of the Empire, your objective would be to capture or terminate as many of the 'humans' on E-391. You may be asking me now, how should I do that?"

"If you have observed, your body generates a substance called CUM. In fact, your whole body is made of CUM. CUM is akin to the lifeblood of the Empire and a potent infection vector against humans. When humans are exposed to copious quantities of CUM, they will be extremely horny and produce lots of CUM."

A video projection pulled up. In it, a 'human' was bound and tied to a cross while 2 albino ladies tended to him. While the human's skin was beige, its cock was a pale shade of white.

"Come on, pig. Hurry up and release that CUM for us." The 2 girls cooed as they rubbed their soft marshmallow pillows against his rictus.

"Oooohhh! I'M CUMMING!" Thick ropes of white shot out from his cock as the 'human' released its load, before slumping ****.

"As you can see, this is why keeping the 'human's alive is so valuable for us. We need their genetic material for us to progress with the invasion. Luckily the CUM we produce also serves as an effective countermeasure against them. What you need to do is to insert the CUM that you have into them, and our subjugation teams will follow up for them."

"While your rock hard boner can maybe shoot a few loads against the humans, we have something better in mind. Proceed to the table."

"While you're fortunate enough such that your original template has a dick, other templates would have to use the smaller capacity breasts instead. Although at later rank, you can augment your arsenal to pack additional CUM storage units on your body."

Atop the table was an open gun case. In it was a pistol. At the base of its magazine was a tube feed that lead to a round alien looking cup.

I naturally holstered the gun, and placed the cup over my erect dick.

"Quick on the uptake R-23. The P-1 pistol converts the user's CUM feed into a magazine of 12 rounds. Ideally, you would want to fire this into the humans for maximum infection efficacy. However, physical contact of CUM can still be useful as a potent aphrosidiac and reflex slower. Keep that in mind with squad based engagements."

"We will now proceed with a series of live fire exercises. Please proceed to shoot down the targets as they appear."

I began rubbing one out as the cup sucked my head like a vacuum, watching as the stream of CUM travelled into the gun.

One by one, I splattered the targets with CUM, feeling my loins shake with excitement at covering them with my fluids.

"Well done. Please return to the table."

The gun case was now replaced with another case, within lay a shiny blue dildo.

"There may come situations where you may find yourself out of ammo or in close quarters engagement. The DX weapon here may come in handy in impeding your opponent. The weapon is enveloped in a thin sheen of CUM, allowing you to slow down your opponent enough to penetrate them if need be. Many BLACK operatives utilize the more advanced DP version, which have advanced utility functions such as clothes melting and CUM blasting."

Please proceed to equip the weapon into your rectum."

I gingerly grasped the weighty dildo. Luckily my suit slid open on my asshole, saving me the trouble of tearing into it. While my skin was covered in lubbed CUM, my small asshole couldn't find space to enter the large weapon.

"Hngghh..." It hurt, but I finally managed to slide the whole load in. I staggered in place, having my weight changed and the mass pushing against my hips. Tears welled up in my eyes.

"All D-series weapons come in automatic and manual size adjustment features, so as to maintain maximum combat efficiency on the field. Simply think of what works best for you, and the weapon will adjust."

I silently cursed at Oracle not saying anything earlier, and slowly imagined what fit me best. The dildo shrank in size, allowing me to move more freely.

"You must be feeling drained after operations correct?" Next we will be covering CUM restoration procedures.

Attached against the wall was something that looked like a booth. A nude combatant was sitting atop the booth counter. A black blindfold obscured her vision and she adorned a set of lacy gloves and stockings. Her arms locked her legs up in a mating press position, while her fat G cups tits and pussy leaked copious amounts of CUM.

"Within your location tracker, you will find several health symbols indicating our nursing outlets. These WHITE combatants have their bodies filled to the brim with CUM, allowing your to reload and rest for another skirmish."

the smell of pheromones and wet milk... I greedily sucked off her tit as my dick thrusted into her pussy, letting the CUM flow into me like a river. My mouth was awash with fresh cream, as I continued shooting load after load into the nurse. Although whenever I did so, it seemed like more of it entered my body. What a paradise... I could do this forever...

A sharp pain shot into my skull. Mission command needs me to continue. Regretfully I pulled myself out of her and returned to Oracle.

"We have measures put in place R-23 for disobedience. Do keep that in mind and only perform your functions."

"We will cover off basic tactics. While in a majority of cases you will be under direct HQ command, there may be scenarios where individual actions may be required."

"This is B-02. BLACK combatant specialize in melee encounters, allowing them to quickly takedown any opponents once they are close to them." The raven haired combatant dressed in a black suit walked in, saluting with her dick erect."

"You are both tasked to suppress H-01. H-01 units are heavily armored, thus rendering most of your CUM rounds useless. In addition, the heavy firepower of H-01 prevents B-02 from going in." The heavily armored model arrived on the other end of the room, with an **** rifle in its arms.

"In these situations, you may first suppress H-01 while B-02 performs a flanking maneuver. Go ahead, give it a try," I ducked behind cover, firing a pepper of shots onto H-01. As expected, the shots landed without effect as H-01 opened fire back on me. I signaled for B-02 to go in as she wrapped around unnoticed behind the human fighter.

B-02 wrapped her arms around H-01, and with a swift motion, thrust her dick up H-01's ass, causing her to realized a pained cry. Her dildo slammed into the human's pussy, pumping her and defeating her instantly. I was tempted to jerk off and join the party, but higher command dictate I not do so.

"Excellent R-023".The platform lowered, putting the two's play out of sight.

"The last task before full agent qualification. It was common for low quality combatants to fall in the line of battle. However, as a part of the organization, you have a duty to terminate in beauty. When your suit gets penetrated, you must proceed to release as much CUM as fast and as far as possible. To simulate this, the system automatically pumps you with aphrodisiacs, but you must perform the mechanical motions yourself. Proceed with the termination protocol."

I felt myself in a sexual haze, jerking off and spraying cum everywhere before collapsing in a tangled heap.

A vaccuum emerged, sucking up all of the CUM I shot out.

"Well done. With this you are now a fully trained operative. You may proceed to the training room for your first duty. Glory to SEX!"

"KIII!" I saluted, eagerly awaiting my first assignment.