They wanted me to turn this young fresh-caught officer into a double agent spy, but he withstood my best torture and bragged about it. Big mistake!

Since I couldn't turn him, I had to CLONE him, then program his doppelganger double to be a fantically loyal spy for our side. In order to CLONE him I needed fresh, warm DNA direct from his balls, which, upon inspection, appeared all pump and pink and healthy. Plus, he had a dick that would make a horse proud! But he wouldn't even lift a finger to coux out a load of his juice for our boys at the cloning lab. Seems he didn't want to be cloned...... which meant... I gotta milk him, which meant.... I gotta drug him, which meant....well.....this is gonna be fun.    (Scroll down for STILLS)