A good person should be good to the end.

Time flew by, and Ling'er had been staying with the bald doctor for over two months. Under her daily care, the piglets grew rapidly, developing exactly as the doctor had envisioned, indicating a promising future for the project. Ling'er had earned a considerable amount of money during this time as a prostitute, not only paying off the doctor's debts but also buying ample feed and medicine. In the bald doctor's eyes, Ling'er was nothing short of a savior.

In the simple shed, "Not bad, not bad, they're all growing very well, hehehe." The bald doctor picked up a heavy piglet, beaming with joy. On the shelf beside him, Ling'er, her breasts now even more voluptuous, was fixed face down. She looked tired, her body noticeably thinner; clearly, continuous breastfeeding had altered her figure. Ling'er's features remained delicate, but her arms and thighs had become somewhat thinner, and her once alluring buttocks were now flatter. More importantly, her perpetually aroused genitals were now lazily open; excessive sex and malnutrition had caused this tempting private part to decay. Most importantly, Ling'er's enormous breasts were twice as big as before, and beneath her snow-white skin, an astonishing amount of milk was constantly seeping out.

Because the piglets were nearing weaning, their daily appetite was enormous. Ling'er had been tied to the rack and milked for five days straight, without even time to go to the toilet; the bald doctor cleaned her up. At this stage, the doctor no longer needed much feed or medication, so Ling'er no longer needed to go out and earn money, even though she had been a cheap prostitute for over a month.

Ling'er noticed her vulva was getting wet again; recently, the piglets were stimulating her nipples more and more, and she felt much more debased than the sow. The bald doctor ignored all this. He picked up a strong piglet, looked at it again and again, and laughed incessantly, only remembering Ling'er still tied to the rack.

"Hehe, madam, thank you for your help. My project seems to be completed. These superior piglets will surely shock our peers!" "That's wonderful, congratulations!" a weary Ling'er replied. "I believe my sister will appreciate the doctor's work too." "Yes, yes, you're my great benefactor!" The bald doctor nodded vigorously.

They weren't wrong. After uploading the data to Ling'er's sister online, Tingting, with her keen intuition, sensed the enormous potential of this new breed of piglet. Therefore, she invited the doctor to bring the results to her company in the city for a detailed discussion.

Ling'er declined Tingting's invitation, saying she had been intermittently reporting the progress of the doctor's project to Tingting over the past two months.

Tingting didn't suspect her at this point; her sister had her own things to do, so she didn't force her.

The information Qimin saw consisted of diaries Ling'er sent to his email in her spare time, occasionally including some nude selfies. Of course, there were also many good deeds recorded, such as helping a customer with erectile dysfunction regain his confidence. Ling'er was still so kind!

However, after reading the diaries with a flushed face, Qimin found that there was no further information. The most recent entry was from 10 days ago. So what was Ling'er doing now? Why wasn't she contacting him?

Filled with questions, Qimin continued searching through Ling'er's email, but to no avail. Just then, the doorbell rang. Could it be Ling'er returning?

Qimin jumped up and quickly opened the door. However, to his disappointment, a young man stood there. The man was startled by Qimin's hasty opening of the door and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Excuse me, can I pick up a package?" Qimin accepted the strange package and took it back inside for a closer look. Surprisingly, the sender's information was not listed, but the recipient was indeed him. Qimin opened the package; inside was only a CD with Ling'er's name on it, and the handwriting was indeed Ling'er's own signature.

With lightning speed, Qimin inserted the CD into his computer and quickly found a video. After opening it, the video began with a long text introduction, the gist of which was: After the bald doctor's great success, Ling'er did not immediately leave the doctor's base. After resting for a few days and basically recovering, she encountered a female classmate of the doctor visiting. This was also a female PhD who ran her own medical research institute, specializing in cosmetic surgery.

Overjoyed, the bald PhD inadvertently revealed his secret to the female PhD, which led her to meet Ling'er, the dairy cow he had raised. The female PhD didn't reveal the secret; instead, she was very interested in the PhD's research and showed great interest in the nutritional secrets of Ling'er's breast milk.

The bald PhD and the female PhD had been lovers, and now they were back together, collaborating on the project. The female PhD proposed an agreement to Ling'er: first, Ling'er would provide her research institute with the resources to study the secrets of her breast milk; second, the female PhD would provide Ling'er with free body contouring treatments, including breast reduction and vagina tightening, for about a month. She also promised that her research on Ling'er's breast milk would help the bald PhD's future piglet production.

Ling'er, wanting to see things through, agreed. Thus, the CD recorded the events of the past few days. Qimin quickly glanced at the video; it was divided into several chapters, clearly corresponding to different events.

In the first video, Ling'er was naked and bound to a white metal frame. In front of her were a dozen researchers in white lab coats, both men and women. However, Qimin noticed a detail: Ling'er was wearing a black mask, obscuring her face from the researchers' view. Nevertheless, it was undeniable that her body had been studied by a dozen people.

The female PhD student was also in the video, holding a small syringe and injecting some unknown liquid into Ling'er's breasts. Shortly afterward, Ling'er's breasts began to secrete a large amount of milk. The female PhD student's colleagues completely sucked out Ling'er's milk, filling a large beaker. Ling'er was like a cow, letting them do as they pleased.

The female doctor's analysis of Ling'er's breast milk was highly successful. Ling'er's breasts, under long-term hormone-induced milk production, had become a special processing instrument. Drugs that were originally unabsorbable by piglets had been transformed into several new enzymes. Thus, the bald doctor's research was complete; the only remaining issue was how to mass-produce this substance.

The study of Ling'er's body likely lasted several days. During this time, she was constantly strapped to a frame, and a dozen researchers periodically injected drugs into her breasts and then expressed her milk for analysis. The video ends with the female doctor and Ling'er alone in a small room. After receiving a vial of the drug, Ling'er, naked, squats on the floor and uses her own milk to wash the female doctor's feet.

According to the female doctor's written explanation, this was a new project. She injected a special catalyst into Ling'er's breasts to turn the milk into a highly potent skin-beautifying toner. The female doctor wanted to use this to make the skin on the soles of her feet smoother, and of course, her own personal preferences were also involved. After Ling'er used her nipples to wipe the soles of her feet, she had to place her breasts on a small stool for the female researcher to trample on, and finally, the female researcher whipped her buttocks severely.

The second video doesn't seem to be about research; it's a short film documenting Ling'er's daily life at the research institute.

In the film, Ling'er is repeatedly shown having sex with researchers, both men and women, who seem to enjoy venting their frustrations on her. Several female researchers force-feed Ling'er a large basin of their own urine, then tie her up and have her breastfed, then test her milk for urine. The results aren't important, but the fact that Ling'er has to drink women's urine and eat men's semen every day truly reflects her life.

There's a little anecdote in the video: a male researcher and his son are examining Ling'er's body. They use a speculum to widen Ling'er's vagina and then carefully observe her cervix and vaginal walls. The researcher's son asks, puzzled, "Dad, this girl's peeing spot is so strange, there's so much foamy pee." The researcher replies, "This girl is a prostitute, so her peeing spot is especially dirty. If a boy's penis touches it, it will rot. The correct way is to pee here. Come on, you try." So, Ling'er blushes and uses her vagina as a toilet, urinating on the little boy and then defecating inside. The little boy stuffs toilet paper into Ling'er's vagina.

The third video shows Ling'er receiving treatment. Because Ling'er's breasts are too large and her limbs are too thin, the female doctor decides to remove fat from her breasts and transplant it to her limbs. Ling'er's request was that no scars be left on her breasts, which prevented the female researcher from cutting Ling'er's breasts in half and scooping out the fat like watermelon flesh.

In the video, Ling'er, still wearing a mask, was naked and strapped to a frame. Her breasts lay flat on a tray, surrounded by several instruments that were carefully analyzing them. A color cross-sectional image of Ling'er's breasts appeared on the institute's large screen, clearly showing the complex mammary tissue and abundant fat.

The female researcher's plan was to first soak and inject Ling'er's nipples with a solution that would severely relax the muscles. After this process, Ling'er's nipples became swollen and soft, resembling edema.

Ling'er's breasts were tightly secured to the instruments with multiple ropes, and the researchers stretched her swollen nipples open, turning the lactiferous ducts into black holes about the thickness of a finger. Then, the researchers inserted extremely tight stainless steel pipettes, and the location of the insertion could be seen on the screen.

The researchers carefully adjusted the position of the suction tube, ensuring it pierced precisely into the fat pad beneath the mammary gland. On the screen, it was clear that Ling'er's breasts were filled with a large amount of fat due to long-term hormonal stimulation.

Because of the prior anesthesia, Ling'er didn't feel any pain. The female doctor asked, "How do you feel now, Madam?" "Hmm, it feels like the tube went quite deep into my breast, it's strange," Ling'er replied.

"We plan to remove all the fat from your breasts, and then use heat therapy to naturally tighten them. This will have the best breast reduction effect. But the problem is, we need to find a place to store the removed fat, or do you want to stuff it all down your ass?" the female doctor asked, half-jokingly.

Ling'er tilted her head and thought for a while before saying, "Do I really have to put it back in? Can't my breasts replenish their fat on their own?" The female doctor smiled and said, "That's fine, but if your body isn't in great shape, your breasts might not recover to their original size. Are you worried?

" "No, I'm confident. And if it doesn't work, I can always pull it out of my butt!

" Ling'er responded lewdly. Because she had been eating well during her recovery, her limbs and buttocks had already recovered to some extent, so she didn't need plastic surgery.

"Hmm, well then, I've thought of an idea. I happen to know a boss who suddenly had the idea to see what the stuff inside a woman's breasts looks like and what it would look like after it was dug out. Why don't I call him over? He can even provide us with some funding." The female doctor suddenly had this idea.

Ling'er nodded: "Okay, this will also increase your income. I already felt bad that you gave me free plastic surgery, so it's best if I can help you." "Alright, after we extract the fat from your breasts, we'll put them on a plate so everyone can come and see what's inside your soft breasts.

At first, it'll be fine, but after a while, the stuff in your breasts will rot and smell bad. Then we'll tie you to the edge of this plate so everyone can see what kind of stinky stuff is in your breasts, haha, that's a great suggestion." "Ugh, so embarrassing." Ling'er wiggled her buttocks, and if it weren't for the mask, you could see that she was blushing.

The video jumps to the next day, where a middle-aged fat man wearing a mask and hat arrives at the scene. Ling'er is still tied up there. Several researchers insert straws into her breasts and very carefully extract the fat. Thanks to advanced X-ray equipment, the extraction is very precise.

Ling'er let out a soft moan. Her breasts shrunk visibly, each movement of the suction tube causing a dent in the skin. Simultaneously, the tube's outlet expelled large amounts of yellowish, sticky fatty tissue, gradually piling up into a small mountain on the white metal plate.

The middle-aged fat man stared wide-eyed, even tasting some of Ling'er's breast fat with his finger—it was tantamount to eating Ling'er's breasts. Both Ling'er and the fat man were excited; Ling'er's lower body was dripping wet, while the fat man's penis was erect.

The researchers' meticulous extraction operation took two hours to complete, extracting as much breast fat as possible from Ling'er's swollen nipples without damaging her mammary glands.

A large mass of fat had accumulated on the white plate, looking as filthy as market garbage; no one would imagine that this had once been the main filling material in a beautiful woman's proud breasts.

And Ling'er now? Her breasts had become two shriveled, soft, and unsightly sacs of flesh.

The contrast between these breasts hanging on the body of a beautiful married woman was stark, especially since the female PhD student had playfully placed a close-up photo of the breasts next to Ling'er, showing everyone how full they used to be and how unsightly they were now.

The middle-aged fat man was overjoyed and immediately demanded to have sex with Ling'er, a request she readily agreed to, with an additional condition: that he ejaculate into her mouth. "I want to eat some semen to nourish my breasts." "Breasts extracted from semen!" the middle-aged fat man shouted. His eyes lit up, and an even crazier idea came to him. "How about this, I'll go to the biggest club in the city and find a few prostitutes, have them collect all their daily feces, and bring it to you to eat.

Hehe, what would a breast extracted from a prostitute's feces look like?" "Wow, it'd be specially made, smelly and stinky fat." The female PhD student nodded, indicating that the idea was brilliant. It was theoretically feasible; feces contained a large amount of fat. "Hmm." "Ling'er nodded too!" We'll have to pull it out and show everyone later, see if it stinks, hehe. The video jumps again, the time now showing yesterday. Qimin sees Ling'er tied to a pillar, next to her a white plate with rotten fat that looks extremely unsightly; passersby can't help but cover their noses. This is probably the legendary smell of stinky breasts, and from a married woman no less!

A middle-aged fat man is also present, directing two scantily clad women to feed Ling'er a large bucket of feces. The female PhD student is recording, while occasionally stimulating Ling'er's breasts with a steaming nozzle. It seems this brand new project— The prostitute's excrement was being used to create breasts, and the process was in full swing.

The video ended there, and the female PhD student wrote a few words: "The follow-up disc will be sent in 10 days."

More importantly, below the female PhD student was a handwritten signature, which Qimin clearly recognized as his beloved wife Ling'er's handwriting: "Husband, I've decided to help people to the end. I'll come back to be with you after I've finished things here. You agree with helping others, right?" For some reason, Qimin felt no sadness or anger; his penis was as hard as iron, and he eagerly awaited the ten days to come: "The disc, send it quickly..."

[The End]

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