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Astolfo strained against the gum binding his wrists to the wall. “Let me out!” he cried, trying to sound masculine for a change. “Let me out of here!” 

The glass walls of the cage flickered like they were nothing more than light. He half suspected they were a mirage, some trick of the senses, but when they’d first thrown him in here and he’d pounded against them, they’d certainly seemed as solid as steel.

Just as he was running out of breath, the far wall of the cell parted like a curtain, and into the room stepped a shadow silhouetted against the light of the world outside. As they approached, Astolfo grit his teeth, ready to start yelling. 

It was a young woman, a young woman with furry ears and a matching tail and a grin that suggested this might be both prison cell and torture chamber. Licking her lips, she looked him up and down and smiled like she planned to swallow him whole. “Heeeeey, nya~.” 

Astolfo’s heart thudded in his chest. “What do you want with me?!” 

The catgirl giggled. “I have an increeeeeedible experiment I want to run with nyou, nya.”

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The chastity cage snapped into place around his penis, making him flinch. “There,” said the catgirl, taking a step back and grinning. “All ready, nya. What do nyou think?” 

Astolfo turned to examine himself in the mirror. She’d wrapped his nubile body in a tightly-fitting maid uniform, one so skimpy he would have been more covered in his underwear. It didn’t even conceal his cock, which hung out in the open, naked minus the minimal concealment provided by the cage.

“So, how are nyou feeling, nya?” said the catgirl, cocking her head. “I bet nyou’re terrified, aren’t nyou?” 

Astolfo’s cock twitched, fighting to grow larger. Blushing, he bit his lip and looked away, refusing to meet her gaze. “I-I hate it.” 

The catgirl giggled knowingly. “Is that so, nya? Well, good, because nyou’re really going to hate the next thing I’ve got planned for nyou.” Reaching into her cleavage, she pulled out a plunger and a hose.

Astolfo struggled to comprehend what he was looking at. “Is that…?” 

“Turn around, nya.” 

With an ‘eep’, Astolfo did as instructed. He stuck his butt out as well, even though she hadn’t technically asked for that. It was the right move though: no sooner had he started wiggling it than something cool and rubbery slammed between his cheeks and wedged itself into his rectum. He gasped, panting and whining, as the catgirl forced it as deep as it would go, giving it a quick tug to check it was firmly stuck. 

“Purrfect, nya. Nyow for the fun part.” And grabbing the plunger, she raised it high, gave a little giggle, and before Astolfo could even think of asking her to stop – not that he wanted her to – slammed it down again. 

Something big forced its way through Astolfo’s rectum. And with a boing, his gut blew out, blown fat and round as a beach ball. He gasped, and it sounded like a moan of pleasure. 

Snickering, the catgirl raised the plunger high and forced it down again, slamming another fat bulge of gas into Astolfo’s waiting ass. With a squeak and a moan, his belly grew even larger.

Now the catgirl picked up the pace, raising the plunger and slamming it back down as fast as physically possible, pumping bulge after fat bulge of air down the pipe and straight into Astolfo’s ass. Squealing, he planted his hands on the mirror and moaned, face red and his tongue lolling. In seconds, she’d blown his gut to the size of a beachball – a few seconds more, and it was stretching his arms and his legs apart with its girth. To his horror and delight, he found himself rising, lifted off the ground by the buoyant gas inside him, scraping his cock against the mirror in the process. Even through the cage, it felt orgasmic. 

Pump by pump, he grew fatter, rounder, and more buoyant still, till his head struck the ceiling and he bounced with a gasp, a femboy balloon as big as a small car.

Finally, with a series of pops, his fingers and his toes blew into little balloons as well, and at last it was over. In the chastity cage, his cock throbbed, pumped so fat it was a miracle the thing hadn’t exploded. 

Down on the ground, the catgirl finally stopped pumping. “Well, how do nyou feel nyow, nya? Still hate it?” 

It took Astolfo several seconds to find the strength to speak. “O-of course I do!” he cried, blushing even as he said it. “How could anyone ever enjoy being like this?” His voice came out high-pitched, as if he was on helium. 

The catgirl simply snickered. “Oh, really, nya? In that case, nyou’re definitely nyot going to enjoy what I’ve got planned for nyou nyext, nya…” 

Astolfo swallowed. “Wh-what you’ve got planned for me next…?” 

With a smug grin, the catgirl tore the hose of the plunger and, gripping it like the string of a balloon, used it to drag him through the halls of the mansion. Bouncing off the ceiling, gasping a little louder with every impact, Astolfo could only moan and wonder where they were going. 

Finally, they entered a large hall, full of maids cleaning. As one, their eyes turned to the catgirl holding his string, then to him, then to his penis throbbing in its cock cage. 

“Hey, everyone!” called the catgirl. “Say hello to nyour nyew coworker, Astolfo! I know he’s a little big, but I’m sure nyou’ll all have plenty of fun working together! Oh, and have nyou seen his giant cock, nya? Make sure nyot to let it out of its cage…! Nyahaha…!” 

As the maids studied him in disgust, Astolfo swallowed. The worst part was, he was harder than ever.