Mad Doctor

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In the blink of an eye, more than two years have passed since Mad Doctor Seto's chaotic city. The once dilapidated laboratory has been completely transformed. With a stroke of the Crimson Queen's pen, the laboratory went from being rented by Mad Doctor to being bought out and gifted to him by her. A large sign clearly hangs outside proclaiming Mad Doctor's laboratory renovation.

Although such things are still looked down upon and even rejected by many in this city, here it's considered as legitimate as underground boxing, the slave trade, and various casinos and brothels, as long as it doesn't disturb civilians and adheres to the laws of the major powers in Chaotic City, including the Crimson Pavilion.

Therefore, Mad Doctor has made a name for himself with these renovation orders, renovation videos, and online tutorials. In addition to using and selling some purchased sex slaves, several women who have this desire and admire Mad Doctor have also voluntarily come to him for renovation. This

seems to indirectly prove Mad Doctor's statement: "Women are all lowly beasts." Although this statement is biased, some women are born with a desire to be treated like beasts.

Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the entire laboratory. In this lab, a place where bloodshed and cruelty spoke of depravity, considered hell by many and sanctuary by others, a man calmly sipped coffee, refusing lavish invitations from powerful figures.

Beneath the mad doctor was a chair made of two women, their joints simply reversed, positioned side-by-side, their faces turned upwards. Four wires hung from the ceiling rings, pulling on their nipples. While ostensibly providing support, they merely accentuated their full breasts, allowing the mad doctor to naturally grasp their breasts while sitting on their lower abdomen, massaging his hands with miniature vibrating balls implanted inside.

"Hmm…you can leave now."

Hearing the doorbell ring, the mad doctor, his eyes half-closed, saw Rose standing in the doorway through the projector. He opened the door remotely and waved for a young woman, her hands bound behind her back, dressed only in a semi-transparent white dress, to leave, massaging him with her full breasts.

"How long do you plan to use this new maid?"

Rose said casually, glancing at the departing woman as the Mad Doctor's feet left the makeshift footrest made of a woman with severed limbs. The woman, wearing slippers, walked towards her. Having dealt with them many times before, Rose seemed quite at ease.

"This slut is comfortable to fuck, and her regenerative abilities are excellent. I'll play with her a lot before I'm willing to modify and sell her," the Mad Doctor smacked his lips, savoring the moment.

"By the way, you've got plenty of material on hand now, so why are you still coming to me?" Rose nodded noncommittally, then scooped a cup of warm milk from a half-suspended woman's breast. While she might be interested in being abused, she had absolutely no interest in abusing others. However, besides this drink, all that was left was dirty water and the Mad Doctor's urine; she wouldn't have willingly drunk any of that unless a client requested it.

"There's no other way. Their recovery ability is far inferior to yours, and their production process isn't as visually appealing. So, choosing you for each live stream allows more people to enjoy it. I can only trouble you. After all, everyone in your Crimson Pavilion is an elite; outsiders can't compare." The Mad Doctor didn't care about Rose's actions. In fact, although he looked down on most women, he hadn't completely lost his mind. The Crimson Queen was someone he couldn't afford to offend. He would show a degree of respect to the sex slaves sent by the Crimson Queen to assist him as a gesture of goodwill. Of course, this respect didn't affect the torture during the experiments.

"I'm so unlucky to have met a pervert like you. Now I'm using more than twice as many gene repair drugs as before. What are your plans for today?" Rose's eyes still held a seemingly habitual resentment. After finishing a cup of human milk, she put down the cup and slowly said,

"Today's product is a bit larger. I'm planning to make a female carriage. Maybe your Holy Lord will be willing to turn your Crimson Queen into that if he feels like it." The Mad Doctor casually joked.

"I don't know if the Holy Lord would do that, but I do know that if you continue to be so unrestrained, perhaps one day our Scarlet Queen would be happy to give you a sex change first, and then experiment on you with all the previous modifications one by one." Rose looked at the Mad Doctor with a half-smile, speaking as if it were nothing.

"Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue, it was a slip of the tongue."

The Mad Doctor's eyes narrowed, and he apologized repeatedly. Only when the expression on Rose's face returned to its resentful state did he feel relieved.

Dr. Mad, casually activating the information collection device, reverted to his usual arrogant demeanor. He coughed lightly twice before speaking, "It's a pleasure to meet you all again. I've designed many interior products recently, and I can see that you all like them. However, you won't always be at home, so today I'm designing a carriage—a female-bodied carriage that will make you incredibly stylish and sophisticated when you go out.

Perhaps some places don't allow such female-bodied carriages on the streets. Even in Chaotic City, if you want to openly display such a thing, you have to do so at specific times and places and pay a high fee. But I believe many people will still like this product and want it in their collections." "Hello everyone, this time it's Rose again who will be showcasing it. Thank you for supporting Dr. Mad, and you are welcome to come to my Crimson Pavilion to do... ooh... ooh..." Before Rose could finish speaking, Dr. Mad, seemingly deliberately toying with her, pulled on her maple-colored hair, and then his monstrous penis, exposed from his newly donned white coat, pierced into Rose's mouth. Rose's words immediately turned into sobs.

"It's so comfortable to fuck those bitches from the Crimson Pavilion."

The Mad Doctor grabbed Rose's hair with one hand, slapping her back while repeatedly thrusting his penis into her mouth. After about thirty minutes, he suddenly pulled out his penis, spurting his semen onto the deep V-neck of the kneeling Rose, sliding down her barely visible cleavage.

"Alright, the modification design will officially begin this time."

He pulled Rose's hair again, making her head tilt back, and slapped her twice across the face, letting his still-erect penis rub against her lips a few times. Then, he pinched her chin, spat a wad of phlegm into her mouth, and turned to walk towards the experimental table next to him.

"Although I believe many of you have already seen Rose, Rose will still show herself off a little longer, because in a little while, Rose doesn't know what she'll look like." Rose, already familiar with Dr. Mad's procedures, gave a wistful yet pitiful smile at his final glance. Then, with a graceful movement, her thin garments fluttered down like colorful butterflies, and in moments, Rose was completely naked before the data collection device, striking several alluring poses.

Finally, Rose pressed herself against Dr. Mad, casually wiping her still-dripping cleavage with a damp towel before tossing it into a pool of water. Rose bowed gracefully, offering the crowd a smile that was both shy and reserved, yet subtly alluring and seductive.

"This modification is different from the past. Previous modifications mostly targeted one or a few women. This facility is a combination of machinery and a female body. First, let me briefly introduce the mechanical part of this design." Dr. Mad, with one arm around Rose's alluring figure, pointed to a two-wheeled carriage made of composite metal. "This is a replica of an ancient two-wheeled carriage, made of a special alloy with enough strength to withstand ordinary heavy weapons, yet weighing only about 100 kilograms. It has a sensor-based balance system and a dedicated power engine. Applying force to the front armrest amplifies it nearly a hundredfold at the power engine, allowing even an average-fitting sex slave mare to easily drive it. With current technology, customizing a carriage of this caliber doesn't require much expense. The patterns and interior can be customized according to personal preferences." Dr. Mad finally circled the carriage, made of a special alloy, which, despite only having two wheels supporting it, maintained a strange balance. The carriage, resembling an ancient bridal sedan chair, was decorated with... Several angels, guarding the gods, slayed the monster-patterned carriage below with holy light and longswords. They circled the carriage, their hands freely kneading and caressing the roses for a long time before reluctantly releasing them. The mad doctor slowly said, "This one follows the style of the previous ones, choosing a divine theme. Now that the carriage is basically displayed, next is to design the actual female animal to be tamed." "First, we need to bind this woman's body. This binding is a kind of restraint, but also a kind of release. Women are all lowly animals. The meaning of this binding is not only to restrict their bodies, but also to imprison the shame they have cultivated, thereby releasing their deep-seated animalistic desires and ultimately satisfying their inner desires. Because this trip will be long and involve many situations, and also to fit this theme, I have chosen a silver-white, corrosion-resistant metal wire." The mad doctor spoke, already pulling out a white, oily rope about the thickness of a chopstick, covered with fine barbs no more than a few millimeters long.

Wearing gloved hands, the Mad Doctor skillfully pulled on the strange oiled silk rope. Amidst Rose's low moans and her seemingly resistant yet clearly yielding, seductive writhing movements, the Mad Doctor's eyes held an unwavering sincerity and fervor for so-called art and creation. He slowly bound the rope around Rose's alluring upper body.

First, he used circles to accentuate the fullness of her breasts, making them appear even rounder and fuller. Then, on Rose's seemingly smooth abdomen, he traced diamond-shaped squares resembling tortoise shells. Next, the two ends of the oiled silk rope spiraled down from Rose's waist, extending down her long, straight, and shapely legs, eventually hooking onto her jewel-like toes. Then, it climbed upwards again, like two pythons greedily embracing Rose's seductive body, weaving a pair of silver-threaded mesh stockings for her legs.

The seemingly snow-white, delicate body, bound by silvery-white metal ropes, under the Mad Doctor's manipulation, continuously developed increasingly complex connections.

The ropes binding Rose tightened little by little, making Rose feel confined, feeling the stinging pain from the barbs. Beneath the instinctive pain, she also experienced a strange sense of liberation. Having restrained her true nature, she found a seemingly acceptable justification for the release and indulgence of her inner desires due to the coercion of others.

At this moment, to many, the body with its faintly visible blood droplets amidst Rose's alluring dance, and the slightly unnatural expression of pain on Rose's face, seemed cruel. But to some, the slightly pressing oily ropes against her skin, combined with her fair skin, created a sinister beauty—an unspeakable control and an eternal destiny. It was their pursuit, their yearning. Sadomasochism is never just cruelty; it can also ignite a kind of romance in the hearts of those who love each other.

"Exquisite, perfect! I, Dr. Mad, will always transform those vile, beast-like women into truly perfect works of art, bestowing upon them noble and elegant genius!" Dr. Mad's hands, clad in animal skin, slowly and gently caressed the ropes binding Rose's body, occasionally bending down with a fascinated gaze, his tongue slowly licking the fine beads of sweat that oozed from Rose's skin, almost imperceptible to the faint bloodstains.

After a long while, Dr. Mad finally came to his senses and said to the data collection device, "I apologize for making you all laugh, but this is truly perfect material, so I will ultimately make her a perfect work of art in my hands.

"

Dr. Mad sighed, casually picking up a nine-tailed whip and lashing Rose a few times.

"Mmm...ah...ah...oh..."

A series of soft, undulating moans escaped Rose's lips, her expression growing increasingly unnatural, yet the excitement and desire in her eyes slowly awakened and burned, her sexy body displaying an alluring crimson, contrasting with the whip marks, carrying a cruel yet poignant beauty.

Putting down the whip, the Mad Doctor picked up several oddly shaped small parts from the nearby lab table.

"Slut, lie on the table."

The Mad Doctor slapped Rose's buttocks, and Rose let out a deliberately obsequious moan, staggering forward and feigning dishevelment as she lay sprawled on the lab table.

"The best way for a fine mare to showcase her figure is with a pair of suitable high heels. These are specially prepared for her. I'll put them on now, and everyone can take a look." Dr. Mad said, securing Rose's legs with two iron buckles. Then, he used a pair of three-finger-wide, semi-transparent composite material loops to fasten to Rose's forefeet. Next, he fastened a pair of semi-transparent, bowl-shaped composite material loops to Rose's heels.

"Ah...ah..."

Rose's face suddenly contorted in agony, a shrill scream escaping her throat. Her body convulsed violently, and fine beads of sweat, tinged with blood, glistened on her skin, giving her a slightly pinkish hue, a strangely beautiful appearance.

Just moments ago, Dr. Mad had driven six two-centimeter-long metal spikes with barbs into Rose's foot bones through the rings on the balls of her feet. Then, he drilled two holes in her heels, inserting two silver-white metal pillars, each seventeen centimeters long and about two fingers thick, wrapped with pale gold threads, into her foot bones, forming a pair of heels nearly fifteen centimeters high.

"Alright, you slut, walk a few steps and let everyone see."

Dr. Mad unlocked the locks securing Rose's legs and slapped her buttocks hard.

"Yes, Doctor..."

Rose took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her trembling body, and slowly stood up. As soon as she landed, she let out another cry of pain. Fortunately, this kind of pain wasn't common for her, but it happened often. So, she endured the pain and walked a few steps. Her unsteady steps had regained their elegance and charm. If it weren't for the unnatural look on her face, anyone would probably think she was wearing just a pair of ordinary high heels.

"This makes her even more beautiful."

The Mad Doctor then fastened a twenty-centimeter-long silver chain around Rose's ankles, making each step more graceful. He stood up, sighing, and forcefully bent Rose's shoulders backward, pulling her arms upward to form a posture resembling a prostrate Guanyin. He then used two connected, perforated silver arm guards to secure her forearms, immobilizing her in this position.

Next, the Mad Doctor picked up the impact drill that seemed to have been obsolete thousands of years ago. Hearing the familiar motor sound, Rose trembled uncontrollably, instinctively wanting to pull away, but reason told her it was her profession and her mission.

Fear clung to her face, yet her eyes gleamed with excitement. Her whole body trembled, but the long experience and the masochistic tendencies awakened by the Scarlet Pavilion caused her lower body to writhe, her tender flesh constantly overflowing with lustful fluids, dripping onto the ground, displaying a strange, lewd scene.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

A shrill scream echoed through the laboratory as Rose, trembling all over, threw her head back. Anyone passing by would have been terrified just by hearing the sound. Inside, Rose's body convulsed violently, gushing out streams of orgasmic fluid and urine from her pain-induced incontinence, a scene of utter depravity mingled with her agony.

Rose's intense reaction was undoubtedly due to the Mad Doctor's actions. Just moments before, the Mad Doctor had drilled three small holes through the bone in Rose's folded forearms, and then two more under her shoulder blades.

"These five holes are where the frame connects to the female animal," the Mad Doctor pointed out, then used two silver alloy hooks to slip over Rose's shoulders and hook into the holes under her shoulder blades. Then, two silver chains were attached to the end of the hook, which were respectively attached to the power sensors on the two handlebars extending from the left and right ends of the rear frame. This way, whenever Rose walked forward, it would generate a pulling force on these power sensors, which would then be amplified by the engine inside the bike, allowing the bike to move forward.

After that, three more silver chains passed through three holes pierced in Rose's forearm, extending out from the top, middle, and bottom positions, and were suspended from three vertically distributed rings in the center of a crossbeam at the rear of the frame, with a spacing of no more than one centimeter between them. These three rings were connected to micro-balance sensors on the bottom of the bike, which adjusted the micro-balance of the entire frame while riding based on the pulling force transmitted from Rose's arm.

"You might think the female carriage game is over, but I'm sorry, the game has only just begun." The Mad Doctor said, first taking out two silver-white alloy shoulder armors with pale gold patterns. He used alloy nails protruding straight into the bone to fix her to Rose's shoulder armor, causing Rose to tremble all over. Then, the Mad Doctor took two identical breastplates, shaped like half-closed hands, and placed them on Rose's full breasts. After a slight adjustment, several small buckles inside the breastplates connected to the silken cords around Rose's breasts.

In an instant, it looked as if a man had grabbed Rose's breasts from behind. The breastplates, resembling maple leaves and hands, slanted and seemed to cover Rose's breasts, yet revealing astonishing whiteness between the fingers. Even a pair of bright red nipples were faintly visible at the base of the index and middle fingers.

Two silver chains connected to the metal rings at the base of the breastplates' wrists, extending backward to the fixing buckles on the two beams of the sedan chair-shaped frame.

"These two chains are steering controllers. Once connected here, as long as the driver presses the steering button inside the vehicle, the electric shocks inside the breastplates will stimulate the female animal's breasts in the corresponding direction, thus controlling her to turn. Of course, if you don't like this design or want to temporarily experience the fun of driving yourself, you can hold the two chains in your hands and pull the corresponding chains while turning to achieve the same effect." As Dr. Mad spoke, he forcefully hooked one of the chains outward with his finger. Rose immediately threw her head back and let out a groan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure. One of her fair breasts was stained with a hazy crimson from the intense electric shock.

"This female carriage is only roughly complete here. To truly showcase its high-end nature, we need a deeper integration, to make them truly become one, to sense each other—only then will it achieve perfection. But before that, I believe those men who went to DIY their own are probably already feeling a bit restless. So let's relax a bit first." The Mad Doctor embedded a sparkling diamond in Rose's navel, then used a tattoo needle to carve a lewd pattern around it. He then grasped Rose's slender waist with both hands, and with his own hips thrusting back and forth, his engorged and monstrous penis, which had gradually become engorged during Rose's transformation, once again pounded into Rose's parched anus.

"Ah..."

Rose let out a painful groan. Her body instinctively resisted slightly, but due to the Scarlet Pavilion's training techniques and harsh punishments, she began to try her best to accommodate the Mad Doctor's penis, which was covered in barbs from the transformation, as it repeatedly conquered and trampled her.

"Ah...ah...ah...oh...ah..."

Rose felt the excruciating pain as if her anus was being torn apart during Dr. Mad's repeated attacks, and she couldn't help but tremble all over again, letting out tearing screams. But after a short while, as Dr. Mad began to attack Rose's already incredibly sticky and itchy vulva from time to time, a feeling of pleasure mixed with pain surged into Rose's mind. Her shrill screams turned into melodious moans, and expressions of pain and pleasure appeared on her face. Rose herself couldn't even really distinguish whether it was pain or pleasure, and she just instinctively let out moans.

After a long while, the Mad Doctor finally pulled out his blood-stained and semen-covered penis. He took a step back, and with each tremor of his penis, a stream of hot semen shot upwards in an arc more than a meter high, over Rose's head, and landed on her exposed cleavage before sliding down in a trail of white, lewd fluid.

He casually pulled at Rose's maple-colored hair and wiped it on his penis. Wearing only a white waterproof lab coat, the Mad Doctor turned and walked to the back of the vehicle. After rummaging around under the frame for a while, he pulled out two flat metal rods, no more than two fingers wide.

He fiddled with the joints between the rods, fixing their lengths. One of the flat rods angled slightly downwards, extending to Rose's buttocks, where it ended in a nearly twenty-centimeter-long metal post, about the thickness of a baby's wrist, covered in rough, grainy material.

Rotate the screw thread, twist the shaft between the metal rod and the connecting rod, fine-tune the metal rod, and then forcefully push it through Rose's anus, forcibly inserting it into Rose's rectum.

"This connecting rod is a balance assist sensor. Its back is connected to the main balance assist device, and its front is connected to the rectum of the female animal in the female carriage. When the female animal becomes weak or about to fall, this connecting rod can support her body and keep her upright. At the same time, the rough particles on the metal rod inserted into her rectum will release an electric current to stimulate the female animal, allowing her to continue working.

Furthermore, the small hole at the front of this metal rod is connected to the feeding bin inside the carriage. The owner can add concentrated nutritional supplements or leftover food and fruit to the feeding bin." The vegetables are then crushed and pressed in a grinder before being injected into the rectum of the female animal for absorption, maintaining her nutritional supply during long-distance movement. "And this connecting rod below..." Dr. Mad said, pointing to the lower part of the connecting rod, which had a larger downward angle and extended further. The front section was also connected by a rotating shaft, but extended diagonally backward, reaching a length of thirty centimeters. It was twice as thick as the metal rod previously inserted into Rose's anus, covered in hard plastic spikes, and at its base extended an irregularly elliptical metal rod, over fifteen centimeters long and about the thickness of a little finger.

"This connecting rod is connected to the power transmission mechanism of this female carriage. Through a crankshaft, universal joint, and gearbox design, it transforms the rotation of the power transmission mechanism into an up-and-down thrusting motion..." Dr. Mad said, and Rose once again let out a high-pitched groan in her somewhat hoarse voice.

Dr. Mad then inserted this metal rod with hard rubber spikes into Rose's wet vulva, simultaneously squeezing the hard plastic tube connected at the tail into Rose's urethra.

Then, while wrapping a silver-white battle skirt with pale gold stripes and metallic fish scales, about thirty centimeters wide and barely covering her buttocks, around Rose's waist, it also partially concealed the lewdness of Rose's back and front private parts, and continued to speak slowly:

"At the same time, the unique hollow design on this metal pillar and that rigid tube can draw in and guide the vaginal fluids produced by the female animal during penetration, as well as the urine from her urethra, into the drive shaft. This lubricates the various gears of the machine, making its operation smoother. Simultaneously, it reacts with the spices filling the interior, and through special ventilation holes, it allows the carriage to emit a unique fragrance characteristic of a woman in heat." After circling the female carriage, the Mad Doctor pinned two small wind chimes to Rose's half-hidden nipples with brooches, then picked up a white metal flower with pale gold patterns depicting a blooming rose. He carefully inserted the stem into Rose's breast, speaking as he did so:

"As you've probably all noticed, this carriage doesn't have brakes yet. This rose is the brake for this female carriage. Whenever the owner steps on the brake or waves the accompanying remote-controlled whip, the rose will sense this and emit electric currents of varying strengths. This current, transmitted through the stem, stimulates the female knight's heart, causing her body to tremble irregularly. A micro-balancing device connected to the carriage frame, along with the power transmission system, will simultaneously provide corresponding deceleration and balance assistance, allowing the carriage to slow down or stop while maintaining stability." Dr. Mad then produced a flat plate about one meter on each side and thirty centimeters thick, explaining, "This is the auxiliary device for this female carriage. It has a unique magnetic motion-assisted mechanism. If the place that manufactures the carriage can freely use it, then by having the female animal step on this auxiliary plate, and connecting the two links at the bottom of the plate to the carriage frame with chains, the plate will generate dozens or even hundreds of electric currents depending on the female animal's speed, as set by the owner." "A hundredfold speed increase, thus propelling the female carriage to speeds comparable to ordinary vehicles. However, this requires greater lubrication inside the carriage, necessitating the female animal to produce more vaginal fluid for lubrication. This also tests the animal's stamina under continuous high-intensity thrusting and orgasmic release. Everyone must carefully select their female animals before choosing them." After saying this, the Mad Doctor carefully examined the carriage again, then embedded a thumb-sized, fish-scale-shaped metal plate on Rose's forehead. A lifelike angel pattern was engraved on the metal plate. "This metal plate is a camera. It can both decorate the female animal's image and collect images of her body, transmitting them to a projection screen inside the carriage, allowing the owner inside to see everything outside without having to get out." He paused slightly, then used a knife to make cuts on Rose's body. Amidst Rose's soft moans, he glued pale gold metal threads onto her body, giving her a beauty reminiscent of a holy knight. Only then did he sigh deeply.

"Many people think I'm omniscient and omnipotent. As a knight, I'm more skilled in theology, art, and manufacturing. I'm not good at mechanics. The structure of this female carriage was inspired by one of my female slaves. However, she's been played with by me recently and needs emergency treatment and hasn't woken up yet. I forced myself to develop it, only to find that it's not quite perfect in my mind. So, this is just a half-finished product for everyone. After my sex slave recovers, I will find an opportunity to design a better second-generation product to make up for this shortcoming. At the same time, Dr. Mad will work hard to design more and better products for everyone in the future. I welcome everyone's support and encouragement." At this point, Dr. Mad seemed a little ashamed and stopped showing off the exhibit. He quickly turned off the recording device. Rose, whose face was still somewhat ferocious from the pain, looked at Dr. Mad's rare embarrassed state and couldn't help but smile strangely.

"You slut, so what if this design isn't perfect? I'll design something even more perfect in the future, and you'll always just be one of my beasts. Don't think that just because the design is finished, I can't play with you anymore. There are still two hours left before this ends." The mad doctor, seemingly embarrassed and angry, took out an electromagnetic soldering iron and, in a fit of rage, branded it onto Rose's exposed skin.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Groans and screams echoed throughout the laboratory once again. Rose's face was contorted with fear and pain, but deep in her eyes shone a frenzied wildness and a sense of liberated pleasure.

Two whole hours passed. Rose was covered in wounds, yet she didn't collapse, supported by the frame. The light in her eyes was scattered, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and the tangled urine and semen on her body contrasted with the charred flesh and crisscrossing knife wounds, displaying a cruel and depraved scene.

It also truly tells us that so-called art and so-called transformation are nothing more than the wild release of a man's violent and lewd impulses onto a woman. From beginning to end, it's all just women, whether willingly or unwillingly, pleasing men's perverse desires, whether driven by lust or money.

[The End]

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