Your successful completion of the program!

The class had been well run and structured like a marathon training, but The final exam was monsterous! Even with the night classes and personalized training, fitting a 10 inch dildo up your ass was a daunting challenge! Worse, the member would be only a quarter of an inch smaller than Master's 2 inch diameter. Your poor asshole and bowls were going to be stretched beyond anything you had yet experienced.

You and a few other girls, were undergoing the final certification on the same night! Each of you had been bound face down on padded table similar to a doctor's examination table. Your wrist restraints were locked tightly to your ankles and then anchored wide on opposite edges of the table. This had **** your face against the padded mat and your ass straight into the air. Your large breasts were tender and painfully squished beneath you. The ample bags of flesh spilled out in all directions. You were naked except for your restraints and collar and the cool air of the room had kissed your exposed pussy. Yoshino had been undergoing the same ordeal somewhere in the room, but you were unable to see her from your vantage point.

Trish, your coach, knelt by the side of your table inches from your face. Her big blue eyes, inches from your face, betrayed the stress she was feeling ensuring you got through your final exam! She was dressed in revealing workout leggings and a push up sports bra. Her cleavage seemed to lunge towards your face with each of her breaths as she whispered encouraging reminders to you.

"Let's get your lubrication going, girl!" She said assertively to you.

Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

You gasped as your clitoral implant activated. The results had been immediate. Your pussy flooded with arousal and the smell of your own sex filled your nostrils. Trish leaned forward, smashing her cleavage into your face, and strained to reach your pussy far above your head. Her fingers circled around your smooth pussy lips, teased the folds, and plunged into your depths. She coated her fingers liberally and you tried to relax.

The sounds of high pitched squeals and moans announced that some of your peers were being similarly prepped by their own coaches.

Trish made a few adjustments near your exposed pussy high above your head. You couldn't see behind you, but you knew she was aligning a dildo against your pussy lips. Just like the final exam of your breeding, this dildo was mounted at the end of the table between your spread legs on a piston. You gasped as you felt the cold head spread your pussy lips uncomfortably apart as she aligned it for penetration. It was important that you use your womanhood to thoroughly coat the massive instrument before it would be realigned with your asshole.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!"

You remembered the training from your Breeding 101 class and **** yourself to cum under the clitoral torment. Your juices needed to be flowing to accommodate this phallus into your surgically tightened cunt.