No. There have to be more labs! More things to add to his body!

Brandon's first movements after minutes are him massaging the cooling cum into his mass of breasts - and while his face is only partially visible, slurping sounds make it obvious he's gobbling up whatever specks of cum he can reach with his tongue. Sighing and moaning, Brandon doesn't do much else but fondle himself for a while, hands gently running over soft breasts, softening cocks and of course his face, gathering up the remaining cum to slurp down as Brandon simply luxuriates in the sensations his changed body gives him.

"Oh... my god..." Brandon sounds breathless, lustful, helplessly aroused. As he forces himself into a sitting position, breasts shifting and cocks flopping to the floor, his sluggish movements make it clear that he's still very much out of it. "F-fans, I can't tell you how... this feels... it's indescribable, so good! I... I honestly... I... I need more!"

"Y'know how I have all these awesome tits, and these cocks? They feel so damn good, but they're heavy..." Panting, Brandon looks into the phone's camera, his face still flushed and eyes hugely dilated - there's only a thin ring of iris around his dark pupils. His grin is somewhere between lusty and manic as he moves through the hallways. "And still, as big as my cocks are... there was a lot of cum, b-but... just imagine, if I could... if there was more, enough to cover myself in hot, sticky jizz?! Mmh, just thinking about it makes all my nipples so fucking hard... I... I want it so bad. I need it. B-but... I have no idea how! All I found are labs with weird ass fish and corals... nothing that looked like it could help... maybe I'll head back to the morays and get some more... dicks..."

Trailing off once more, Brandon stares slack-jawed at something off-screen, but the dumb-founded expression soon changes to breathless excitement and he hurries through a door ahead. Only when he stops again, Brandon remembers to turn the phone to show what he's looking at.

"Sorry, fans, but... I think I found something even better!" What Brandon is showing now is at least as obscene as the cock moray's - the lab doesn't contain several tanks, but instead one large, rather shallow one. The water would likely not even reach an adult's knees, but the inhabitants don't need much: On a sand-covered floor, between fake rocks and seeweeds rest groups of large, pink-ish corals or sponges of varying sizes, the biggest as large as beanbags. And what has Brandon so excited are the various slitted openings covering them. Openings that look almost exactly like pussies, down to the labia and clitoral hood. "I... I can't believe I'm saying this, but... I'm gonna fuck one of these. These cocks are never gonna fit into a woman anyways, so might as well, right? I mean, they used to be fishes and stuff, and it's not much different to fucking a pocket pussy."

Deranged as he may have become, Brandon has a point. The smallest of his unnatural brace of shafts is almost as long as his lower arm - and all of them are already hardening in anticipation as he sets up his phone on the edge of the basin after stepping in, the purple helmet of his fattest cock slowly rising out of the water. His phone now aimed at the largest of its inhabitants, Brandon wades towards it, breasts swaying and cocks bobbing. Looking back to his phone, Brandon checks the angle and positions himself so his F-cup main tits are on full display, nipples beginning to yawn open as his breast-dicks become engorged. Brandon grabs his biggest shaft and aims it downwards at one of the sponge's openings, giving one last look at the camera.

"Alright, fans, h-here goes nothing... maybe I won't feel so horny anymore if I...hh-ungh~..."

Brandon's fat glans slips inside the sponge with no resistance whatsoever, and he promptly goes cross-eyed and falls forwards, water splashing as Brandon barely catches himself on his spongy fucktoy. Of course, he ends up hilting out with his main cock, the smaller ones pushing against the slick exterior of the sponge, bending every which way at their bases. Brandon's legs quiver and shake, as do his arms as fights to pull back for the first thrust, pleasure sapping his strength; and of course, the slippery surface of the sponge he's leaning on doesn't make things easier, causing Brandon to almost slip several times. Panting and moaning lewdly, he finally manages to pull out a few inches, only to slam back in with a deeply satisfied groan, eyes fluttering closed in bliss - but Brandon is not yet cumming, judging by the fact that his dicknipples are incredibly swollen and leaking pre, but not yet spewing their load into the water.

However, that last, deep thrust into the sponge seems to have caused a reaction in the heretofore entirely passive sponge. As Brandon keeps slowly fucking the hole he has chosen, completely lost to pleasure, there's twitching and wavelike motions underneath the surface of his aquatic fucktoy. Within a few thrusts, the unoccupied pussy facsimiles on the sponge begin to dilate, something wriggly moving in their depths and slowly making its way out. And Brandon, completely absorbed with banging the aquatic masturbatory aid, doesn't even notice the long, prehensile tentacles slithering out of the sponge's orifices until they wrap around his limbs - and every last one of his unoccupied cocks and a few of his larger breasts.

"Huh-bah-wha?!" Brandon completely freezesin surprise, eyes wide open and jaw hanging slack - and the sponge immediately takes the opportunity and thrusts a tentacle into the hapless streamer's wide open mouth.

The brief look of panic on Brandon's face is almost instantly replaced by one of mind-numbing bliss; his cheeks flush a deeper red, his eyes roll up in their sockets, and his nostrils flare as he takes a shuddering breath followed my a muffled moan. Brandon's entire body is slack, his only movements involuntary jerks and twitches - but as it seems, the sponge isn't about to tolerate this situation any longer. As tentacles begin to stroke and pump and squeeze whatever breast or cock they are wrapped around, the slippery appendages wrapped around Brandon's limbs move his hips back and forth. In essence, the sponge is now using Brandon as a fucktoy, the massive, armlike shaft thrusting in and out of the sponge's opening.

"Mmgh, glhkh, ghg!" Muffled moans and gagging sounds are all Brandon is capable of, but they communicate his rampant lust effortlessly. And they only rise in volume when more and more tentacles start to tease his nipples, his breasts, his cocks... and some begin to intently massage his groin with their tips, just behind his testicles as well as between his mismatched cocks. "Glllmgh!"

Only the lower edges of Brandon's irises are visible as he twitches and moans in the throes of lust, tongue slipping from his mouth to lick and slurp at the underside of the tentacle wriggling and pumping into his mouth. Brandon arches his back to push his front tits against the sponge, but there are also tentacles slipping and sliding over the breasts on his back, others stroke the four cocks that are not being thrust in and out of the sponge as well as the two jutting from his G-cup main boobs, the very tips of the tentacles teasing Brandon's urethra's; he must be losing his mind by now from sheer overstimulation.

"GhglluUGH!" And it seems to get even better - or worse for Brandon's mental fortitude. His hips are gyrating now, helplessly and unsteadily; the tentacles that are pushing into his crotch and perineum are wriggling ever more excitedly. It's impossible to see, but something is clearly happening. Something that Brandon is enjoying massively. "Mghg, mghg, ghlllk!"

The undulating motions of the tentacles massaging Brandon's crotch grow faster, more insistent, thrusting back and forth - until, with a squelch that is only barely audible over Brandon squealing loudly, lustily, around the tentacle plugging his throat, they begin to push forwards with vigor. But they do not reappear at Brandon's sides or on his back to fondle his tits. No, all things considered, they seem to be going inside Brandon. In places where nothing should be able to go inside him.

"Ghg, ghlukh, glllnhgh!" And the hapless wannabe reporter can't take it. His entire body convulses and twitches uncontrollably, his hips thrust and shake wildly, and within seconds... "GHUUGH!"

Once more, six cocks on Brandon's body spray their load through the air as the seventh, the biggest one, unloads as well, deep inside the sponge. The ropes of cum splatter into the water of the basin, making the vicinity of the sponge increasingly cloudy with every shot. Tentacles dart out to gather up Brandon's swimmers even as he keeps cumming, the ones still holding up Brandon stroking and caressing him to coax out every last drop until, at last he is spent and the sponge lets him roll sideways, Brandon's biggest cock soft enough to pull out without issues. The tentacles then retract from Brandon, leaving him to float in the shallow water, held up by the buoyancy of his breasts.

"Hhuughaawwd~..." Taking a huge breath when his mouth is no longer plugged tight by a tentacle, Brandon gives an enormously satisfied groan the instant he breathes out again. "My... my god..."

This time, it takes Brandon longer to recover than any of the times before. He's just lying in the water, gently bobbing in place with every breath that raises the boobs on his front. Maybe he's gathering strength, maybe he's luxuriating in the afterglow, but it takes him a while to finally get his feet under him and begin to wade over to his phone. Something is strange about Brandon's crotch, new creases and folds between his four smaller cocks. The wide, happy grin on his face is the same as since Brandon acquired his breasts, though. Stopping at the edge of the basin, his crotch maybe a foot in front of the camera, Brandon moans in delight as he touches the three puffy slits between the four sub-dicks, right atop his massive main shaft.
"I...wow, fans, I... I have no idea how I've lived without all my live. That just now was... it was... eye-opening!" Both hands in his crotch, Brandon uses his fingers to spread open the slits, revealing three sodden pussies, still leaking diluted feminine arousal from him losing their virginity the instant they formed. "Look at them, fans! And I have another one back there! And they all feel incredible! I fucking love them!"

Brandon can't help but tease his openings a little, fingers clumsily dipping into the strangely placed cunts, eliciting soft moans from the freakishly endowed streamer. His breathing grows ragged once more, gasps and sighs building as Brandon fingers himself, only to reluctantly pull away, letting the slits close again, puffy and reddened as they are in their aroused state. Gingerly picking up his phone with soaked hands, Brandon grins his manic grin into the camera.

"Every fucking time it just gets better and better! What else do you think I'll find?"

(Author's comment: Running a bit low on inspiration here, let me know if you have ideas what else Brandon should recklessly add to his body.)