[Forced Sales] (Full)

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I've been really annoyed lately. Work's not going well, my girlfriend cheated on me, and even my old dog, whom I've had for years,

barked It's so frustrating.

I retreated to my room and sat listlessly in front of the computer, chatting idly with people online—I don't know if they were pretty girls

or ugly girls.

Ding-dong! You have a new email.

The subject line read, "Change Yourself, Create a Brand New Life!"

Judging by the title, it was probably another pointless spam email. Without thinking, I deleted it and continued

chatting with my online friend.

Just as I pressed the "delete" key, the email opened automatically.

"What the heck? Did I press the wrong key?" I looked at the email in confusion. The content had the same

words as the title, followed by a phone number and a few pictures.

"Boring spam!" I pressed the "delete" key again, but the email opened automatically.

"Damn! Is this keyboard broken?" I chatted with my online friend for a few more minutes, and everything seemed normal. " Never mind, I didn't write anything in the reply

email anyway, so it shouldn't have any impact. Since everything is normal now, I'll ignore the strange

phenomenon ."

About an hour later, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Mr. Zhou, package, please sign!" A Black Cat Express courier stood outside, holding a 50cm-sized

package, waiting for my signature.

"Strange, I didn't order anything! Who sent this?" I signed curiously, closed the door, and

carefully looked at the sender's name. It said "lived Technology." Huh? That seems to be

the company I just replied to the advertising email. No way! I didn't write anything, and they sent the product. This company is too efficient

; they're practically forcing me to do it.

I wonder how much this will cost; I should probably return it as soon as possible. I looked at the phone number attached to the delivery slip and

called. It rang dozens of times, but no one answered. It seems everyone has gone home.

Looking at this mysterious package, everyone is curious. If I open it, I should be able to return it!

They now offer a 7-day appreciation period, meaning you can return it within 7 days even after use.

Thinking about this, I couldn't resist opening the box. Inside was what appeared to be a "leather suit," a real

skin-colored leather suit. What kind of product is this?! Could it be an inflatable doll? The more I looked at it, the more it seemed like one. Could this company be a sex toy

company?

I've never touched anything like this before. I picked up the leather suit, which looked like an inflatable doll, but

couldn't find any air holes. There was a piece of paper next to it, seemingly an instruction manual. I quickly picked it up to read.

"Dear customer: This product is a transformation leather suit, a trial product. It allows you to change your body shape,

appearance, and even gender according to your preferences. How to use: Please put it on through the opening at the back of the suit. After putting it on, please

insert the part you want to change into your mouth along with the photo you want to replace it with. Thank you for using this product. If you have any questions, please call: xx666-666."

I stared at the instructions in astonishment. How could such a product be developed? This is simply too amazing

! I reached behind the leather jacket and found a hidden opening. Curious, I pulled it open, and it actually seemed like

I could wear it. "

So what if I've been fooled? At worst, nothing will change," I thought. I tried taking off my clothes and carefully slipped it

on. The instant I put it on, the opening closed itself completely, without a single

gap .

Strangely, however, wearing the jacket felt completely

normal astonishing.

The transformation ability might actually be possible!

I rushed back to my room and saw a picture of a famous foreign male celebrity on my computer. Without hesitation, I

printed it out. "Do I really have to eat it to transform?" I hesitated for a moment, looking at the picture covered in carbon powder. "It

won't kill me, what's there to be afraid of!"

I swallowed the picture. A short while later, I felt a strange sensation on my face, like someone was

massaging it. It felt very comfortable. After a while, the massage stopped. Was it finished?

I picked up a mirror and looked, and wow! This…this really is Tom Cruise's face! It's amazing!

I was so excited I couldn't speak.

But strangely, I also felt a tingling massage sensation throughout my body. I only printed Tom Cruise's head

, so why was my body changing too? This time, the change wasn't as comfortable as the face; instead, there was a painful

feeling , especially in my lower body. It felt like a force was pressing down on me, constantly wriggling inside my intestines.

Finally, even my face started to change. Ah, I suddenly remembered! The back of that picture was the one

I printed out yesterday—my favorite Japanese actress, which I planned to use as a picture in my wallet.

Oh no! My flat chest gradually swelled up, my slightly chubby belly slowly

shrunk, and my muscular, dark legs began to turn white, the muscles gradually disappeared, and the leg hair

receded, eventually becoming straight and long. Even my toes became small and round, with pastel, glossy nail polish

on them . The gradual growth of my breasts eventually made it impossible for me to see

the changes below when I looked down. My breasts, now an E-cup, were firm and round, showing no signs of sagging. My skin

was smooth, white, and flawless. I figured the actress's photos must have been edited, which

made me, after being exposed to such edits, almost flawless.

What terrified me most was that my penis, like leg hair, gradually shrank back, eventually forming

a slit, and below that slit, another opening appeared. Now everything was complete; it seemed I had

fully become a woman.

I looked at myself in the mirror: a cold and proud face, alluring red lips, slightly wicked and hazy

eyes, impeccably full breasts, a slender waist that seemed impossible to grasp, straight, white, and long legs,

and a slightly upturned bottom—I was even more perfect than that Japanese actress, practically a perfect version of her. I was completely

stunned by the beauty of the person in the mirror, a strange feeling welling up inside me.

Images flashed through my mind, all of them from the "action movies" starring this actress. I couldn't help but strike similar poses in front of the mirror,

mimicking the scenes I remembered; the gaze and the posture were undeniably alluring.

It was so alluring. My hands couldn't help but caress the trembling, magnificent breasts on my chest. Waves of tingling, numbing

sensations washed over me. This…this feeling was so wonderful. After a while, my body grew increasingly hot, and a subtle urgency rose in

my lower body . Somehow, I tried running my fingers around down there. Wow!

A tingling, electric-like sensation stimulated my nerves, and I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. So this is what a woman's sensations

are like! I couldn't resist gently inserting my fingers into my lower body. A stinging, strange sensation surged through me.

My fingers moved in and out involuntarily, and that wonderful feeling instantly amplified in my mind. Ah…ah… "Ah!"

lewd moans escaped my crimson lips. Looking at my lascivious expression and alluring

figure in the mirror, I completely lost all sense of masculinity, wanting only to find maximum

satisfaction .

Finally, I writhed violently, releasing copious amounts of fluid in my climax. My body and soul were

satisfied , and a wave of exhaustion washed over me, causing me to drift into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly felt the urge to urinate. I wearily got up and went to the toilet, reaching out

to grab my penis and aim it at the toilet bowl, but... I reached for nothing, then suddenly remembered that I was still wearing that transformation

leather suit , and was still in a woman's body. I couldn't help but cover my face and chuckle, looking just like a woman, though I

hadn't realized it myself.

Sitting on the toilet, experiencing a strange sensation I'd never felt before, I gently wiped my urethra with toilet paper, but

accidentally touched my genitals. The sensitive, itchy sensation immediately made me masturbate again.

After a long while, I checked the time. What? It was already six in the morning! I had to go to work soon

;

I needed to take off this leather suit quickly. I reached back and touched the opening that was supposed to be on my back, but I couldn't find the slit no matter how hard I tried. Looking

at myself , I couldn't find any gaps. How was I supposed to take this off?

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me: why not just eat my own photo? That way I could turn back into my

original form.

I was quite pleased with my quick thinking. I found the photo, put it in my mouth, chewed for a while, and waited about ten minutes. Nothing happened. Maybe it wasn't time yet. Another twenty minutes passed

, and still no reaction. Could it be? A wave of fear washed over me. I didn't want to

be trapped inside this actress's appearance! I

frantically poked and rubbed the leather jacket, but all I did was break the surface, drawing a little blood and causing a stinging sensation, like a real injury. Had the leather jacket become my real skin? 　　There must be a solution. I needed to calm down. Right, there was a phone number in the instruction manual. The manufacturing company must have a way to help me take it off. 　　I frantically dialed the number, praying that the live-in... Someone was at work, and as if heaven had heard my plea, the phone rang only a few times before someone answered. 　　"This is Lived Company. Is there anything I can do for you?" a flirtatious woman said. 　　"I… I need to ask about your company's… transformation… costume… how do I take it off?" I stammered . 　　"You mean the leather transformation suit? Is your leather suit a trial version or a paid version?" 　　"Um… I think it's a trial version." 　　"And have you used it more than twice?" 　　More than twice? I recalled last night's transformations. If the first transformation into Tom Cruise and this one into a Japanese adult film actress, that's indeed twice. "Yes, so how do I take it off?" I asked anxiously. 　　"This trial product is only for one use. After one use, you will need to pay extra ." 　　"What? What kind of company is this? It's clearly a scam! I don't care, you didn't explain beforehand and just forced this product on me. I'm not paying!" "I said excitedly, but it sounded more like I was being coquettish. 　　'Miss, if you insist on not paying, our company will send a debt collector to collect additional usage fees from you. Please think carefully. Once the debt collector is dispatched, it won't be as simple as just paying the fees.' The other party said in a cold tone. 　　'You fucking bastard, I'm not a prostitute! It's your damn product that's made me like this. If you don't take responsibility for cleaning it up, I'll sue you until you go bankrupt. Let's see who's tougher! Just you wait!' I said angrily, but to outsiders, it didn't sound threatening at all; my voice was far too coquettish. ' 　　Be careful of the debt collector. Have a nice day, bye!'" The other party hung . 　　Damn, what kind of scam group is this? Trying to force me to pay? I'm not falling for it. But I really can't get this leather jacket off. Isn't there any other way? 　　Just as I was getting as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof, the doorbell rang. 　　Strange, who could it be so early in the morning? Looking at my completely naked body, I quickly grabbed a t-shirt and put it on. Because of my shrunk height, the t-shirt looked like a trendy jumpsuit, hugging my curvaceous figure. My breasts were slightly bulging from the friction of the fabric, and the hemline was just five centimeters below the junction of my hips and thighs, revealing my beautiful legs, making me look even more alluring. 　　I opened the door and saw a handsome man He was looking me up and down with a mysterious smile on his face. 　　"Beautiful lady, is Mr. Zhou Zhengnan here?" "The man asked politely. 　　"I... my boyfriend just left. May I ask what you need him for?" I almost blurted out that I was girlfriend, but thankfully I held back and clarified that I was his girlfriend. 　　"Mr. Zhou ordered some of our company's products yesterday, and I'd like to come and check on their usability with him today. " The man explained his purpose in his unhurried tone, sounding very sincere. 　　Damn, is this the debt collector from that company? They're moving way too fast! I remained outwardly calm ...Looking at the man with a strange expression, I was genuinely surprised. 　　"Then you might have to come back tonight; he's already gone to work," I replied calmly.

A captivating smile graced her face.

The man shrugged, smiled slightly, and said, "Beautiful lady, have you ever tried our company

's products?"

"No! I'm sorry, it's still early, I'd like to sleep a little longer, please take care!" I tried to shoo away

this debt collector, hoping not to give myself away.

The man looked disappointed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to bother you, but please make sure the leather jacket is intact

for a refund!"

I chuckled and said, "I will keep the leather jacket intact and return it to your company, thank you!" I

gently closed the door.

Just as I was about to close it, the man outside called out, "Zhou Zhengnan!"

I was slightly startled and stopped closing the door, but unexpectedly, the man outside forcefully pushed it open.

I lost my footing and fell to the ground, looking utterly pathetic.

"Hmph, one sentence and I've seen through you. Don't think you can fool me. You're using our company's

products . Do you think I'd be fooled by my own stuff?" The man revealed a ferocious expression, glaring at

me menacingly.

I let out a soft moan, feigning innocence with a touch of arrogance, and said coquettishly, "What are you doing! You knocked me down

and didn't even help me up, and you were yelling at me! How annoying!"

The man looked at me coldly, casually closing the door behind him, and said, "Zhou Zhengnan, do you really know

what ?" Looking at the man's cold and bloodless expression, I knew he must be gay. Otherwise

, no man could resist my beauty, not even myself.

"You damn gay, get away from me! Or I'll call the police!" I said defiantly

, refusing to back down.

The man smiled slightly, then looked at me coldly, disdainfully saying, "Zhou Zhengnan, I'll only ask you one question:

are you going to pay or not?"

His sharp, cold gaze instantly robbed me of any pretense. But paying was out of the question,

so I shouted back, "You fucking refuse to pay! What kind of garbage product is this?

Since didn't order it, I have no obligation to pay. Otherwise, I'll sue you at the Consumers' Foundation!"

The man wasn't angry; instead, he chuckled coldly twice. "Very well, since that's the case, then we'll have to force you

to pay!"

"What force?" Before I could finish speaking, the man pulled out a strange spray from his pocket. Suddenly,

a cold, thick black mist rapidly attacked me, gradually enveloping me from all sides.

Terrified, I tried to escape the mist, but it relentlessly pursued me until I was gradually swallowed

by it.

I was completely trapped in the black mist, feeling a

constant stinging pain all over my skin, as if a thousand needles were pricking me. I screamed and rolled on the ground in agony, but all I could hear was the man outside the mist laughing coldly,

as if watching a hilarious spectacle.

Just as the stinging pain subsided, the black mist also gradually diminished,

until both disappeared simultaneously.

I struggled to my feet, only to notice the sudden loosening of my skin.

Could it be...? I reached back to the back of my neck and, sure enough, felt the crack again. Overjoyed, I ignored the man's

watching gaze, brazenly pulled off my shirt, and forcefully pulled along the crack at my back, freeing myself from

the leather jacket .

"Great!" I jumped up excitedly, but felt an unusual weight on my chest, bouncing up and down.

I looked down in astonishment. What was happening?

I had already taken off the transformation suit, so why were my large breasts still hanging down my chest? My body hadn't

returned to its original state at all!

Seeing my bewildered expression, the man said nothing, but quietly picked up my discarded leather jacket and

carefully rolled it up.

"What did you do to me?" I roared angrily at him.

"Beautiful lady, you are now a genuine woman! This face, this figure, it's

hard not to be tempted," the man said, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.

"You… what do you want?" For some reason, I didn't feel offended by him calling me "lady."

From his strange gaze, I had a woman's intuition; I clearly understood that he wasn't gay,

but a man with a strong sex drive.

The man gave a lewd smile, reaching for my breast. I tried desperately to escape, but the moment his hand touched

my breast, all my strength vanished. Just as I was about to fall backward, his other hand swiftly grabbed

my waist, pulling me towards his chest.

Before I could react, his slightly stubbled lips were already kissing my sweet and tender red lips

.

His left hand gently caressed my firm breasts, the gentle yet skillful technique making my whole body burn. My

last shred of male pride crumbled under this masterful caress, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

My hands involuntarily embraced this magnificent and handsome man, forcefully tearing open his clothes and

rubbing my firm breasts against his thick chest.

The man didn't let up at all, gently biting my ear and sticking out his tongue

to lick from my ear to my smooth neck. This ticklish sensation further aroused my lust.

My fair and slender legs wrapped around the man's body, my eyes already hazy. Seeing that the time

was right, the man raised his huge and firm penis and thrust it into my vagina.

A sharp pain shot through my lower body, and I screamed. Hearing my cry, the man seemed to applaud me

, thrusting even harder.

"It...it hurts...stop...quickly...stop!" The excruciating pain continued, interspersed with strange

pleasure , making my words fragmented, seemingly encouraging the man's vigorous performance.

The pain gradually subsided, replaced by a peculiar sensation. My lower body was filled with something hard; the man's thrusts were

both pleasurable and slightly stinging. I couldn't help but groan loudly, "Ah!""Ah, so hard! I...I can't take it anymore

..."

This intense stimulation had clouded my senses, completely immersing me in a woman's thought process. I gripped tightly...

The man's arms were intertwined with her slender fingers, her body

swaying up and down with his thrusts, moaning incessantly, unconsciously calling out, "Deeper...deeper!

"

Her submissive, wanton posture was so alluring that even a seasoned lover like myself couldn't help but feel pleasure.

Just as I felt his penis throbbing and contracting, a gush of hot semen shot into

my genitals, and I simultaneously ejaculated a large amount of fluid, instantly reaching orgasm. The pleasure almost made me

lose consciousness; my whole body felt like it was paralyzed. It was so wonderful, completely incomparable to a man's ejaculation.

The man suddenly stood up, dried himself, and dressed, as if nothing had happened,

his astonishing.

"Let's just call it even for removing the leather jacket!" the man said casually, looking at me.

"It's that simple? But I haven't turned back into my old self yet!" I

said , my body still basking in the afterglow of that intense climax.

"Hey! If you've exceeded the usage limit, spraying on our company's 'soft leather spray' will allow you to remove your leather jacket,

but since it's a forced peel, you can only maintain the transformed appearance of the leather jacket!" the man said calmly, though a strange light flickered in

his eyes .

"What? Then... then I'll be a woman for the rest of my life! I don't want that..." After saying that, I don't know

why , but a wave of bitterness washed over me, and tears streamed down my face.

The man said with ill intent, "It's not like there's no solution..."

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope returned to me, and I quickly asked, "What solution?"

The man smiled and said, "As long as you buy our paid transformation leather suit, you can easily transform back into your original self,

and you can use it an unlimited number of times!"

Hearing this, I suddenly realized and angrily said, "So, from beginning to end, you just wanted me to pay for this

leather suit , that's why you did all this! You're a scoundrel! Do you think I'll give in like this?"

The man didn't reply, just smiled at me, seemingly waiting for me to change my mind.

How infuriating! I felt resentful and indignant. Looking at the woman's goddess-like appearance and body, although the

taste of that kind of woman was truly unforgettable, my own body, which I've lived with for many years, was still more comfortable. If I bought

this transformation leather suit, I could both transform back into my original self and become this hot woman who makes men's blood boil at any time.

Perhaps it was a good deal!

After much deliberation, I finally made up my mind and asked, "Okay, how much does this leather jacket cost?

"

The man nodded and said, "Our company operates on a barter system; money is not part of our transactions. Therefore,

you must pay with something we deem valuable."

I asked疑惑地, "No money? Then what do you want? Do you want me to do... what we just did again?" My face

flushed red as I finished speaking.

The man laughed, "You only have one virginity to trade, which has already offset

the cost of taking off the leather jacket. Now, what trading value do you have?"

"Then what do you want?" I really didn't understand what this debt collector wanted.

The man said calmly, "It's simple, it's your soul!"

"What? My... soul! Could it be that you... are..." I was so shocked that I couldn't even finish a sentence.

The man said seriously, "Just as you thought, but not now, of course. It's after you die, your soul will

serve our company. How about it? We'll even arrange your post-mortem career. Pretty good deal, right?"

"Pah! You bewitching devil! I won't fall for it!" I said, taking a few steps back

to avoid being subjected to any evil magic by this man exuding an sinister aura.

The man gave me a cold look, and suddenly a piece of paper fell from mid-air, covered in

writing . It slowly floated down onto me. I picked it up and looked at it, only to find wisps of blue smoke rising from where my fingers had pressed,

leaving a blood-red fingerprint.

"What did you do? Have we already made a deal?" I stared in horror at the strange writing.

"Clever lady, you're right!"

"I never agreed! I absolutely will not make a deal!" I picked up the contract and forcefully

tore it in half.

"I'm sorry, this is a forced-sale product; you have no choice!" As soon as the man finished speaking, the torn

contract miraculously returned to its original state.

I suddenly felt weak, a wave of nausea washed over me, and I vomited a puff of pale blue gas,

vaguely resembling my original shape.

Before I could understand what was happening, the man raised the contract, and the entire puff of blue gas was

completely absorbed by it.

"What are you doing?" Although I already knew what was going to happen, I couldn't help but ask.

"This is the price of the transaction—your soul!" the man smiled.

My head buzzed, my whole body trembled, and I cried weakly, "I don't want the deal! Give it back!"

"Transaction complete! Enjoy your new life!" The man smiled at me and added,

"By the way, let me tell you something: after you die, if you serve your master

comfortably , you might even get promoted to our company's debt collection department! You can even be my colleague then.

I look forward to your arrival!"

"You demons! I don't want it! Give me back my soul!"

The man stroked my face, shaking his head and sighing. "I told you we were demons long ago, did you only

realize it now?"

"You never said that! You lowly, vile demons!" I said angrily.

"Look closely at our company's name! Didn't we already tell you?"i=68> I stared in astonishment at the name on the label, carefully reading "lived"... Ah! From right to left, isn't that "devil"? 　　Liar! I angrily looked up, but the man had vanished, leaving only the leather suit and a bewildered me...

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