The Story Of Svp 47
The Story of SVTP 47
The dusty old bunker door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit hallway. Private Tommy Pyle, call sign “Danny Boy”, cautiously stepped inside, his M4 carbine at the ready. He had been tasked with clearing out abandoned Cold War-era facilities, a mind-numbing but necessary part of his job as a military base security guard. Little did he know, his life was about to change forever.
As Danny Boy ventured deeper into the bunker, the musty smell of decades-old air filled his nostrils. Cobwebs clung to his uniform and pillar-mounted floodlights cast an eerie glow. Then he saw it – a heavy steel door with a large red label: “Biological Research – Level 4.” His curiosity piqued, Danny Boy carefully pried it open with a crowbar from his utility belt.
Inside was a state-of-the-art laboratory, completely preserved. Racks of test tubes and beakers coated in dust. To avoid contamination, Tommy slipped on a hazmat suit hanging by the door. Once inside, he approached the central lab station. On it sat a computer terminal with a faint hum. With a click, the screen flickered to life, revealing the file “Experiment SVTP47.”
Danny Boy had to see what secret this early Cold War facility was hiding. He clicked on the file and an 8mm film began to play. On the screen, two scientists, a man and a woman, performed tests on a group of nude men and women. The subjects seemed to be in some kind of trance. The scientists injected them with mutations of heavy metals and waited for reactions. Some convulsed, others passed out, while one man grew a long prehensile tongue.
“Wait, is this some kinda government torture porn shit?” Danny Boy muttered to himself. This was starting to get creepy. He tried to turn it off, but the file froze and the room started to fill with noxious gas.
In a moment of panic, Tommy grabbed the script with the original “Experiment SVTP47” instructions, threw the induction screens at the subjects, and fled – as the door closed behind him. Tommy’s heart pounded as the bunker door sealed shut and he was left standing in the hallway, paralyzed.
Suddenly, three attractive naked couples emerged from the sealed chamber and advanced on him. The scientist’s mischievous denizen they had returned to put to unconventional yet absolutely compelling use. One woman seductively peeled off Tommy’s gas masked hazmat suit, leaving him in his Army fatigues. She traced her hands down his chest.
“So you’re the SVTP47,” Tommy stammered. The woman with inky black hair nodded. “One of many…and now you’re ours,” she purred.
The next 48 hours consisted of a world of sexual pleasures and passions the likes Danny Boy had never known. Bombshells of all kinds treasured every inch of his body. The females were insatiable as they explored Danny’s every crevice. He was told to undress as the bombshells stripped him of his clothes. They spotted his eager rigid what they wanted. Yet, Danny Boy was an innocent young man who hadn’t seen or touched those many women more than once. He had no options to be hopeful that he could satisfy them all, but he was determined to try.
The gorgeous ladies persisted in seducing Tommy with their skilled oral ministrations and fondling his cock until he was fully erect. He enthusiastically penetrated whatever beautiful body part they presented: a wet, waiting pussy, a bouncing booty, or even an eager mouth. The way her tongue swirl around his cockhead made it that much more enjoyable.
The sexual feeding frenzy continued as the sexy ladies used every hole with a relentless focus on pleasuring one another and Tommy. It was a world of wanton indulgence, an ocean of sweat and ecstasy as he lost himself in the forbidden pleasure. Lips and cocks slipped glistening with juices as they exchanged users.
As the sun rose the next day, Tommy lay spent, exhausted, yet sated in a tangle of satisfied actresses on a pile of crumpled clothes. They missed him, but he wasn’t apt to forget them either. Then, the bombshells cleaned up Tommy after morning sex and cleaned up the scene. In secret, they took pleasure to the next level.
When someone eventually discovered Tommy’s cruel and ill-used corpse, he was found completely naked, his body bludgeoned and cut beyond recognition. An aluminum baseball bat with bloody fingerprints was discovered on the scene.
The true nature of the “Experiment SVTP47” was never officially discovered by the public. The military casually buried any documentation linking the project’s subject or true purpose. Some say “Experiment SVTP47” never officially ended. That Tommy was just one of many men lost to the insatiable hunger of CSpan-Ana and her ILV. The facility still remains where it was left and anytime you get too close, you can hear the inhuman moaning of the horrific raptures that are replicated in an endless loop within its walls…
