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In a room that resembled a conference room, four people appeared to be having a meeting.

"In today's development meeting, we will decide on the raw materials for the next product. Please take a look at this photo." A deep, cold
voice, seemingly devoid of any emotion, came from the meeting's host. As he spoke, the other people in the room immediately picked up the photo on the table and examined it closely.

"What do you all think?" the host asked.

"It seems it's not fully mature yet, which is perfect for use as raw material!" "The raw material's appearance is at least A-grade, if not A+. It's
the kind that naturally attracts customers. The color and shape are also quite good. The external quality is beyond reproach. I wonder what the internal quality is like?" "Let me
see the raw material's origin and background... Hmm, it comes from a prestigious family, and the cultivation environment is also very high-class. I believe this type will be very popular with customers!" "
...It seems everyone is quite satisfied. Then, let's decide to use this raw material!" the host said.

"Agreed!"

"Then, let the team in charge of purchasing take over the raw materials for us!" With everyone's approval, the development meeting came to a successful
conclusion.

Step 1: Raw materials enter the factory (A strange factory, I wonder what exactly is being produced here?) Every time I pass by this factory, which stands alone in a corner of an abandoned area
, I can't help but have a question in my mind.

This area is the route I take every day on my way home. It is surrounded by junkyards and many buildings that look empty, but
there are still people coming and going from this factory with a sign that reads "Saint Peach Canned Goods Factory".

I am a student studying flight attendant in this city. I just turned 17 and after completing my three-year course, I will be able to join an airline and become a full-fledged
flight attendant .

Both my parents are successful business people, but I was born without any interest in business. Instead, I dreamed of becoming a flight attendant since I was a child. That's because I traveled a lot when I was young, and during my travels, I met several very kind and caring flight attendants who left a deep impression
on my young mind .

(I also want to be a good flight attendant.) A gentle breeze blew, and I brushed the bangs from my forehead. I have straight, shiny black hair that reaches about my waist.
Beneath is a beautiful face with bright, clear eyes, a straight nose, thin lips that are the color of cherry blossoms, and fair cheeks that are naturally flushed.
Anyone who sees me will inevitably fantasize about kissing me.

Perhaps it's because of my inherently selfless and loving nature, coupled with my naturally quiet and pure disposition, that my pretty face appears exceptionally gentle and charming—the
kind of person anyone would instantly like at first sight. I also have a very slender figure and a pair of long, jade-like legs. And in the summer, I like to wear a halter top,
which accentuates my alluring figure and makes me even more radiant.

After passing the factory, there was a quiet path ahead. Suddenly, I noticed a person
squatting , looking like they were in great pain.

"What's wrong?" I immediately walked over to him.

"Oh, it hurts..." a man's voice trembled as he said this.

"Is there anything that's bothering you?" I immediately knelt down and asked the man.

The man suddenly gave a strange smile.

"?..."

As I wondered what was happening, a pair of hands suddenly appeared behind me. The left hand gripped my body and arms, while the right hand swiftly
covered my mouth and nose with a white slap! Caught off guard, I opened my eyes wide in terror and gasped for breath. My consciousness immediately blurred. "!!...Ooh!
..." A pungent smell filled my nostrils; the strong sedative had successfully penetrated my body, and I immediately felt a sense of foreboding. However, the drug took effect much
faster than I expected. The dark figure in front of me and everything before me began to ripple like water. The lewd laughter that had been ringing in my ears seemed to gradually fade away and disappear.
Suddenly, I felt completely powerless. After a dizzying moment, I slowly collapsed... The poor flight attendant student fell to
the ground unconscious.

"Hehe, so easy... Such an innocent girl is really easy to fool!..." A burlap sack was stuffed into it, and then the man lifted me up with one hand and carried me
on his shoulder, slowly leaving like a cargo.

"Step Two: Peel off the outer skin [...Where am I?] I slowly regained consciousness in a daze, and found myself in what seemed to be a space consisting of gray
walls and a courtyard.

"My hands and feet... what's wrong?" Just as I tried to stand up, I was shocked to find that I couldn't move any of my limbs. A rope had wrapped around my chest
twice, then tightly bound my hands behind my back. My ankles, beneath my long skirt, were also bound together with rope! My long, flowing hair cascaded down my
shoulders. "Awake? Raw material number 171, such a gem, the processed product will definitely be top-grade." I looked around and saw three men standing not far
ahead . The man in the middle appeared to be middle-aged, dressed in a neat suit, his face cold and expressionless. Beside him
, on either side, were two young men in white robes, who looked like doctors or chemists about to conduct some kind of experiment.

"Why did you arrest me? This is a crime! If you're smart, release me now!" I shouted angrily.

The middle-aged man in the suit stepped forward and slowly said, "I am Dr. Deng, the product development director of Saint Peach Canned Goods Factory. As for why you are tied up, it is to
facilitate our product development and processing." "Where am I now in that strange factory? And... what product are you referring to..." I asked in confusion.

"Too many questions... Anyway, you'll find out what's going on soon enough. Let's not delay and start the production process!" "Yes,
Dr. Deng!"

Two young men in white robes quickly stepped forward and came to me, who was wearing a white sailor uniform and a sea-blue long skirt, and could only lie on the
ground .

"What do you want?... Waaah, no!"

The two young men each held a pair of scissors, and with a swift movement, they brutally cut open my coat and long skirt!

"Oh dear!!"

"Don't move it! Otherwise, you'll damage the inner lining!"

The scissors sliced through the fabric with a chilling "shh" sound; I could only watch in shock as my clothes were cut into strips and then
torn into shreds. Gradually, as the shreds scattered and flew everywhere, the fair, jade-like, soft and smooth body of a young girl was completely exposed to everyone's eyes!

"No! I hate it!" After my outer clothes, the two of them didn't even spare my undergarments, cutting them into shreds as well.

"You won't need these things anymore! Hehehe..." The young man swept away the pieces of the bellyband and underwear, revealing a pair of well-developed,
bowl-shaped, charming breasts, and a girl's most private inverted triangle area covered by black pubic hair.

"After peeling off the outer skin, wash the inner skin!"

Following Dr. Deng's instructions, another young man pulled out a long water pipe.

Then, he turned on the tap, and a jet of water immediately gushed out, washing away the last remaining fabric covering my naked body, leaving me completely soaked, like
a drowned rat. By the time I was forcibly stripped naked, the effects of the drug and my struggles had left me utterly exhausted.

(Oh my god!!! What on earth is going on!) The shock of having my beautiful, graceful figure, which I was so proud of, displayed to others for the
first time , coupled with the abnormal and illogical words and actions of those men, made me wonder if I was dreaming—having
an absurd and terrifying nightmare.

Step Three: On the Assembly Line Finally, I was stripped naked, cleaned, and lay on the gray concrete floor, white as a worm, awaiting my next
fate.

I was dragged into one of the rooms and thrown onto the floor, lying face down and unable to move. Thinking about what was about to happen, I cried out in a desperate, hoarse voice
.

"Okay, connect her to the conveyor belt and then continue to the next procedure!" (Conveyor belt?...) I was wondering when I suddenly heard a
machine . I struggled to lift my head and saw the "conveyor belt"!

About two meters above my head, there was something like a track across the air, and below that track were hooks that were now moving slowly forward
on their own .

"Number 171, you can go up now!"

I saw one of the young men calling out his "number," and I secretly felt that from that moment on, I seemed to have lost my human name.

And what did he mean by "go up"?

The young man held a strangely shaped "skeleton" made of thick iron bars. At the top of the skeleton was a hook, and directly
below was a ring-shaped part, which then split into two iron bars, one on the left and one on the right.

"Oh, what for?"

The young man in the white robe slipped the upper ring of the skeleton onto my skull. Below that ring was a screw for adjusting the size; he adjusted it until the diameter of the
ring perfectly gripped my entire skull. Two iron bars extended downwards, each with two rings in the middle and at the bottom. He
then untied the rope binding me and slipped my arms and thighs into the rings, tightening the screws. The assembly of the skeleton was now complete. Because the two iron bars
on the sides were relatively short and extended slightly forward, my limbs had to bend forward slightly, making my posture
comically like a frog. All my strength manifested in the slight lifting of my hips and the gentle bouncing of my breasts; my forceful screams only made my chest
rise and fall more noticeably. Helplessly, I stopped crying for help and bit my lip tightly.

"Oh?……"

Then, I suddenly felt myself rising upwards!

It turned out that the person who had just had the skeleton assembled lifted himself up and then hooked the top hook of the skeleton onto one
of !

"Oh no! ...What does this mean?"

Once hooked on it, I was like a roast duck in a roast meat shop, hanging in mid-air and slowly being pushed forward by the conveyor belt!

"This conveyor belt will take you to the next processing stage."

"No! I'm a person, not some cargo! You're all insane!... Ugh! How terrifying!" My only support was a hook above my head, which was attached to the conveyor
belt. So, if I struggled even slightly, I would immediately swing wildly in mid-air! The terror of being suspended in mid-air made my usually gentle
and lovely face turn pale with fright. I dared not make any further movement, closed my eyes, and bit my lower lip, praying in my heart: If this is
a nightmare, please wake up immediately!

Step 4: Cleaning the internal organs. A "human-shaped preserved duck" is transported to another room next door via a conveyor belt.

Inside that room, there were even more staff members in white robes than before, numbering more than a dozen, and they were divided into several groups to carry out different
procedures.

I was slowly carried to one of the groups of staff members, my heart pounding with anxiety, completely unsure of what they would do to me next.

"Oops!...Don't open that!"

I saw one of the gloved staff members gently open my private parts with two fingers! First, they lifted the labia majora, and then they opened the even
tighter labia minora. Instantly, the very beautiful and tender mons pubis of a 17-year-old girl was completely exposed in front of my eyes!

My sexual organs, which I had never shown to anyone before, were now laid bare before a group of eerie white-robed figures. How could my pure and innocent virginity
withstand such an invasion? I felt a surge of heat throughout my body, and the immense shame made me feel dizzy and as if I was about to faint!

"Oh dear, don't touch it!"

However, the man's hand did not seem to have any intention of violating me; he simply used a straw to suck away some secretions from inside my vagina.

"What...what do you want to do?!"

The person poured the liquid from the pipette into a test tube, and then added several different reagents.

"Hmm...no signs of any sexually transmitted diseases, very good. And she's a virgin!" "Now let's begin cleaning her internal organs!"

After he finished speaking, another staff member pulled out a long pipe from the side.

"Oh!!" The man suddenly shoved the tip of the tube into my anus!

The invasion of my shameful excretory organs was something I never even dreamed of. But what followed was even more terrifying!

I felt a cool sensation inside my anus, as if some liquid was being poured into it!

"No!...This is so outrageous...I hate it..."

It turned out that the other party had activated a device, injecting cleaning fluid into my body. It felt like being subjected to a live human experiment; the abnormal and perverse
behavior made me feel like I was about to have a mental breakdown, and tears streamed down my face like beads.

However, besides the shame, as the liquid continued to flow in, my anus and even my rectum felt increasing pressure, causing me
to cry out in panic, "Enough, enough! It's about to burst!" "Not enough, not enough... I need to clean my intestines thoroughly..." Under the increasing
pain, I looked down and saw that my once flat and smooth abdomen was gradually swelling up like a pregnant woman's!

The continuously injected medicine must have passed through the rectum and gone straight into the large intestine! Looking at my increasingly large belly, the pain and fear made my consciousness blur
... Finally, I felt that deadly tube being pulled out of my body.

But then, another funnel-shaped object adhered to his anus.

After the staff member next to him turned the barometer, a powerful suction suddenly appeared in the anus that had just been filled with water!

"Aaaaaah!!..."

The suction, as if trying to pull out even my internal organs, made my anus gush with pleasure; the bottom of the funnel was connected to a transparent straw that led directly to a large
pool. From the liquid flowing through the straw, one could see that the originally completely transparent medicine was now tinged with a light brown color, with one or two
solid particles mixed in with the liquid being expelled from my body.

"Ouch... Ugh... Ugh..."

On the one hand, I felt incredibly ashamed, but on the other hand, I also felt a kind of pleasure similar to defecating, which made my face blurry. In this
vortex of pleasure and humiliation, my rationality gradually became thinner.

Step 5: Body hair treatment. This enema and suctioning action was repeated twice more until only clear water was discharged to ensure that the internal organs of the goods
were completely cleaned and no dirt was left behind.

I'm completely confused. This behavior, which is utterly beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, is gradually causing my mental state to collapse.

Then, it seemed like someone smeared something on my vulva.

(It feels so cool... What's that?) I slowly looked down.

All I could see was a layer of white, ointment covering my entire delta below my navel; a white-robed worker was
approaching my genitals with a razor in hand!

"What do you want to do!"

My instinct was to close my legs and escape, but I forgot that my legs were bound by that iron frame and that I was suspended in mid-air. Any struggle
would only cause me to bounce around in the air.

The man swiftly and skillfully shaved all my pubic hair off! Then, he cleaned my genitals with warm water and a damp towel,
revealing a completely smooth and hairless female genitalia!

Completely unconcealed, the young girl's snow-white vulva was so plump, tender, and tempting. I believe any normal man would
find it irresistible! However, the staff here are 100% professional and would never do anything outside of the proper procedures to the product.

"Ahhh..." I couldn't help but let out a shameful groan when I saw the state of my lower body.

However, the series of shameful acts also stirred a "fiery" feeling deep within me that I had never experienced before.

(Oh... I'm so embarrassed!... But why... this feeling of being so embarrassed that my whole body is burning up is making my heart pound and
my lower body seem to be yearning for... something.) But what exactly I'm yearning for, I can't even say myself, and I don't dare to think about it.

"What are you trying to do?!"

A shower cap-like thing was put on my head, and an eye mask was put over my eyes.

"What else do you perverts want after shaving my pubic hair?!" "Your hair removal treatment will take a little longer." A cold voice rang out,
and it turned out that Dr. Deng had also entered the room at some point.

"What business is it of yours what I do with my body hair?"

"Of course it matters! How could our peaches be fuzzy?" "What nonsense are you talking about!...Ah!!...Gulp..."

As I was cursing, I suddenly realized that I was gradually sinking into the large pool!

Except for the part above the goggles, my whole body was submerged in the light green, unidentified liquid in the pool. After soaking for about ten minutes, I went to
another for a "cold river" before slowly rising up again.

"Ah!...It itches! What was that just now...?"

The blindfold was removed, and two staff members were wiping my entire body with a soft cloth. My snow-white skin had become incredibly smooth
, almost like a bar of white, jade-like soap, reflecting a dazzling light under the lamplight… “After the permanent hair removal treatment, you'll never have
to worry about body hair again! Happy, right?” “!!…You…you actually…”

"And after soaking in the finest moisturizer, your skin will be as smooth as a child's. Aren't you happy?" Happy? Blissful? Quite the opposite.

I felt as if I had become a female experimental animal.

The other party arbitrarily modified my body for their own preferences until it became a form that satisfied them... This
behavior, which completely lost my dignity and personality, finally caused my strong emotions to collapse, and I let out a sad cry.

Step Six: Sensitivity Survey "It's finally time to investigate your sexual abilities!" Under Dr. Deng's command, I arrived at another
room filled with all sorts of strange devices.

"This, this is... No!!" Seeing the various strangely shaped utensils on the table, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Several staff members picked up several sticks of different shapes, sizes, and lengths from the table.

Those sex toys shaped like male genitalia (although I had never seen a man's genitals, I knew a little about their shape)
made dizzy and disoriented: were they really going to use such things to humiliate me?

I knew that once it entered my body, I would lose my virginity. I cried and begged him, "Please, no, please don't!" He smiled and looked at
me, saying, "Don't what? We'll process you into our product right away." I knew my pleas were useless; he would still forcefully insert that thing
into my body. Suddenly, I felt a hard rod, pressing hard against the entrance of my vagina. I saw a pink, obscenely shaped sex
toy slowly being pushed into my vagina from bottom to top, the stinging pain making me suffer unbearably. I clearly felt the hard rod forcefully pushing in,
wantonly exploring my virgin territory, until it touched my hymen, the symbol of my pure girlhood! ...My final moment as a virgin had arrived.

My heart leaped into my throat. I took a deep, tense breath, my mind racing with anxiety. My heart pounded. If that hard rod went in just a little further,
I would… I would—. They thrust their hard rod in forcefully, the powerful force overwhelming my dry, tight vagina. My whole
body was jolted upwards. The thick, hard rod irresistibly broke through my hymen and penetrated to the hilt, instantly filling my vagina. "Ah—
"

I screamed, tears streaming down my face, a mixture of pain and heartbreak. I knew I had lost my virginity forever. How cruel! I
never imagined that my pure virginity wouldn't be willingly offered to my beloved man on our wedding night, on the soft, warm bed…
my virginity would be taken by a vibrator. "Ah…it's so big…" I trembled, groaning pitifully. My virginity, so
tender and delicate, was draped in a long rod, thicker than most men's, causing me to wince slightly in pain.

I felt the massage rod inside my body start to move, slowly withdrawing, then stopping just before being pulled out, and then slowly pushing back up. How could my
fresh vagina accommodate this uninvited guest? The friction of the thick, hard rod against my dry vagina was excruciating.

But soon, after getting used to it, the pain quickly subsided. And after the piston-like movements began, pleasure began to emerge and replace
the pain. The tightness of my vagina and the rhythmic throbbing brought intense impacts to my vaginal walls. Waves of tingling pleasure emanated from the juncture of my legs, spreading throughout my body
like . That wonderful feeling was something I had never experienced before, and it was hard to suppress. I knew this was the pleasure of sex. Men and women
come together to enjoy it. It is a physiological response that I will not lose because I am being violated.

The factory's production process was actually ingeniously designed so that it would not involve sexual abuse from the outset, otherwise it would only provoke resistance from the women.

The nudity of my body and the various shameful acts kept my mind in a state of intense excitement, causing me to lose my composure and making my rationality as thin as paper.

Especially when I was suspended in mid-air, I felt an unprecedented thrill.

In addition to the various abnormal behaviors such as enemas and shaving, it seems that all these things have become a kind of sexual seasoning, which made me start to have a sexual reaction at this moment, when my genitals were
finally officially invaded!

"Ah... Oh!... Is it that deep?... Ahh..." With the rhythmic thrusting of the rod, the smooth mound of flesh gradually became wet,
and with the movement of the sex toy, it made lewd wet sounds. I felt my vulva burning, my eyes seeing stars, my chest heaving violently, and my two breasts
bouncing .

But the other staff members weren't idle either; they started taking notes with paper and pens.

"The vulva has darkened in pigmentation! The labia majora have increased in thickness by three millimeters!" "The clitoris has increased in diameter by two millimeters! It's starting to protrude!"

"Vaginal diameter 2.5 centimeters! Temperature rose 0.5 degrees, reaching 38 degrees Celsius!" "Heartbeat 120 beats per minute. Shall we continue,
Doctor ?"

Dr. Deng sat behind the table, supporting his head with one hand and adjusting his glasses with the other, and said, "No problem!" Following his words, another staff
member picked up a second toy stick from the table: this stick was narrower and longer than the one currently inserted into the vagina, and was dark green in color.
There were , making it look much more obscene than the pink one from before.

"Ouch!!... You can't put it in there!"

Feeling that even my anus was being invaded, I immediately screamed, and my whole body shuddered violently.

"The values have dropped... Is the anal sphincter not sensitive enough?"

"No... let's try a little longer!"

The staff inserted the dark green rod all the way into my previously unexplored anus, causing me to scream in pain.

But just like before, with a round of gentle thrusting, my anus gradually adjusted again. The pain quickly subsided, replaced by
a different kind of aphrodisiac sensation.

"The excitement is starting to pick up again. The arousal in my asshole is starting so quickly. She's definitely a good catch!" Both the front and back passages are easy to
arouse , which is the best reaction for a factory worker. My cheeks are as red as blood, my head is shaking wildly, and the wet sounds from my genitals are incessant.

"The clitoral diameter has increased by another millimeter! The vaginal barometer reading has risen by two percent!" "Heartbeat 130... 135..."

"The vaginal walls are starting to spasm irregularly! I'm orgasming!" "Ahhhhhh!!!..."

I let out another loud shout, arched my back, and my eyes rolled back slightly.

My vaginal opening and closing caused my first ever orgasm. "Ah—!" I gritted my teeth and cried out in a miserable yet pleasurable way. My
whole body tensed up, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, soaking a large patch of the gloves of the staff member holding the sex toy.

Step Seven: Breast Adjustment "Ugh—" A groan, sounding both pitiful and pleasurable, escaped from my mouth, which was gagged with a mouth gag.

Two transparent covers are attached to a pair of cherry blossom-like nipples. The other end of the covers is connected to a rubber tube, and the end of the rubber tube is a circular pump-like object half the size of
a ping-pong ball .

The staff member held the pump in their right palm and slowly pumped it in and out. With each release, the air pressure inside the shield would draw the nipples
outward.

"Ah!..." The mechanical, inorganic outward pulling force made the nerve-filled nipple feel as if it were being bitten by a thousand insects with each thrust
. Although it was both painful and numb, it was also indescribably pleasant.

"The peaches are ripening and turning from pink to rose red!" the staff member reported, noting the reaction of the nipples.

But the reaction wasn't just a change in color; the entire areola was sucked so hard it arched forward like a coin, and the cute pink nipple was twice
its original size, hardening and protruding like a bud, which I found unbelievable.

(Oh... how did my breasts become like this... but this feeling is so strange, yet so comfortable!) I thought to myself.

"Oh!"

While I was still reveling in this special pleasure, a staff member suddenly took a spoon and fed me some liquid into my open mouth.

"Ooh..." She wanted to ask what it was, but with her mouth forcibly opened, she could only drool and make some incomprehensible sounds.

"That's estrogen..." The staff member seemed to understand what I wanted to ask and replied, "Plus this dose of lactation-inducing agent, your
breasts will be even riper and tastier! They can also produce sweet milk!"

It will cause intense itching in sensitive areas such as your chest, vulva, and other sensitive areas, accompanied by waves of uncontrollable sexual arousal. It will also cause congestion, erection, and uncontrollable sexual arousal in areas such as the nipples and
clitoris .

Then, your breasts will begin to swell rapidly and secrete large amounts of milk. You will feel an intense itching in your breasts, and
the rapid swelling will cause a bursting pain. Our machine will continuously squeeze milk from your breasts to alleviate your pain. However, the more
milk is squeezed out of the breasts, the more milk will be secreted, and the faster your breasts will swell. Your breasts will grow to twice their original size, with milk production increasing from filling every
eight hours to filling every thirty minutes thereafter, and the amount secreted each time increasing from 100 ml to 500 ml. Moreover, after injecting this lactation-inducing agent,
your body shape will undergo significant changes. Your breasts will grow larger. The large amount of milk secretion will consume excess nutrients in your body, making you
slimmer . This will help you maintain your perfect figure, and your owner, having received such a treasure, will surely cherish you. Aren't you happy?

Seeing the syringe he was holding, my expression changed. But with my body completely bound by iron bars, any struggle would be futile.

The sharp, narrow needle tip slowly pierced into my breast from a spot slightly above the nipple. A stinging pain, like being bitten by ants, made me frown and close
my eyes. At the same time, my saliva overflowed and soaked my entire chest.

The staff slowly pressed down the plunger of the needle, and the liquid medicine inside the syringe began to slowly enter my breasts, which had never been touched by a man before.

"Waaah!..."

Instantly, I felt my entire breast was burning and itchy inside, and I wanted to reach out and rub it vigorously!

After one breast was treated, the other was treated in the same way. After the two injections, I had a strange feeling, as if my breasts had
become half as heavy; the hot, itchy sensation gradually spread to my entire upper body, making my eyes glaze over, and even my genitals seemed to be affected,
dripping with clear, lustful fluid. I suddenly felt a tingling and numb sensation in my inner thighs and the area where we were joined, intense yet unsoothable. Waves of pleasure and emptiness almost made me faint
, and I longed for a swollen penis to be forcefully inserted into my narrow, tender vagina. My breasts continued to be sucked by the breast pump, and under the pump's suction,
a sliver of white milk spurted from my two strawberry-like nipples! The milk overflowed from the edge of my bra, then flowed down my abdomen and gathered at my navel.

A blissful moan escaped my lips.

I can no longer tell what happened or where I am. I'm even confused about my own identity.

All I know is that I am very happy right now, and my only hope is that this happiness can last forever.

The space was so cramped that I couldn't even move an inch. But since everything that could maintain my pleasure was already there,
what did it matter if I couldn't move at all?

Yes, this flat, cylindrical space contains a complete set of sophisticated devices. I have been thoroughly cleaned, given a careful bath, and coated with
various skincare products, leaving my smooth, clean body with a delicate, youthful fragrance. A collar is tightly fastened around my neck
(a metal object about the size of a lighter is the key to the collar, kept in a special box, which no one but the owner can open). A golden nameplate on
the collar is clearly engraved with the number 171 in Roman numerals. With my long hair flowing down my back and completely naked, I
lie on my side in the center of the "jar," my legs bent, surrounded by a collection of devices.

My mouth and nose were completely covered by a gray canopy, from which a gray tube connected to an oxygen cylinder on the side.
A small amount of anesthetic was added to the oxygen, keeping me in a semi-conscious state for extended periods. This made it easier for me to endure what could be several days of
being "in a canopy." Next to the oxygen cylinder was another cylinder with a thin red tube extending from it, reaching my arm and then
piercing a blood vessel. This tube continuously supplied nutrients into my body, which, together with the oxygen cylinder, became my "life support device."

A sensor was attached to my wrist, which then displayed an electrocardiogram on a small screen on the side. If my heart rate dropped
below , a buzzer would sound an alarm.

To prevent abnormal air pressure inside the can after sealing, there is a pressure regulator inside the can to maintain normal air pressure.

This completes the basic life support system inside the jar. However, in addition to this, a "sexual arousal maintenance device" is also necessary to ensure that the "peach" inside the jar remains juicy
and sweet .

Two different devices are connected to the top of the breast. One is a transparent cup-shaped cover connected to a suction machine, which continuously applies suction
to keep the nipple in a protruding position. The other device is a clamp that continuously emits electric vibrations, stimulating the nerve-rich nipple.
This keeps the nipple small, pink like a cherry blossom bud and prevents milk from leaking out.

As for the lower body, all three orifices were filled with tubes. The tubes inserted into the urethra and anus were directly connected to a urine and feces collection container (there was actually
nothing left to expel), while the tube that went deep into the vagina and reached the cervix was like an electric vibrator, constantly stimulating
the sensory cells of the vagina and G-spot with vibration and rotation.

I've been injected with a high-purity aphrodisiac, making my whole body steam with heat and drenched in fragrant sweat. My vagina is no longer dry but lubricated. Under the action of the vibrating vibrator
, waves of tingling pleasure emanate from it. My whole body is tense, and my juices gush out. There's another drug, I don't know what it is, that makes my warm and tight honey hole
even tighter. I close my eyes in a daze, softly moaning, "Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm." I yearn for someone to possess me, to become my master.

With the assistance of such a device, when the goods reach the customer, the customer will immediately receive a person with splattered honey and all their sexual organs in an aroused
state the entire jarring process will be completed.

Finally, fill the remaining space with dried flowers, then cover and seal the can, and engrave the product's shelf life on the top (this is
related to the battery life inside the can, which powers various devices, and is usually three days). The entire can is then loaded onto a truck and ready to be delivered to the pre-ordered customer.

I neither understand nor want to understand this entire process of being placed in the jar. For me, the sexual pleasure I'm experiencing right now is everything, my eternity.

(Ah...ah...I never imagined humans could have such a wonderful feeling...My whole body feels so comfortable...) Once I reach the customer's hands, my
identity will become a sex toy used by my new owner to obtain sexual pleasure and release desires. But who would care about that? I am slowly looking forward to
my owner truly possessing me and enjoying me...As long as the current pleasure can continue forever, that will be my greatest happiness.

【over】

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