【New Girls' Animal Academy】

When
Old Wu pushed the medical cart into the infirmary, Yako was sitting blankly on the hospital bed, her beautiful
eyes wide open, staring blankly at the white wall opposite her. Although her kidnappers had given
a general explanation of her future fate, today's visit to this "school" where she would be studying still
had a huge impact on her. So, it wasn't until Old Wu began to introduce himself that she became aware
of this middle-aged man's presence.
"Hello, lovely girl. I'm Old Wu, the health worker in the infirmary. Well, since this is a
school, there has to be an infirmary, right?" Old Wu rambled on as usual, watching
Yako's terrified and uneasy expression as she instinctively tried to cover her naked body. All women,
no matter how smart or beautiful, no matter what social status they had once held, always showed similar reactions when they first saw this sex
training school, he thought to himself. However, they would eventually adapt to
their new roles.
"You've already visited this school today, you must have a deep impression of it, right?"
Upon hearing this, Yako bit her lip tightly, and those bizarre and lewd scenes reappeared before her eyes:
This was a school that looked no different from an ordinary primary school or junior high school in a small town,
but those "studying" there were dozens or even hundreds of naked, mature and beautiful women like her in their prime
, some of whom were actresses, models, or similar well-known figures. They were either sitting in desks and chairs clearly
designed for children, chests puffed out, legs spread, and hands behind their backs like elementary school students
, learning lessons that Masako's poor brain couldn't possibly understand; or on the karaoke field, under the intense
direction of the "teachers," engaging in various physical activities, their private parts
clearly exposed to the warm sunlight and fresh air amidst the vigorous activity and alluring moans; some poor women, like toddlers,
lay on someone's lap, writhing their plump, red mounds of flesh, crying and begging for mercy, to which
the person leading her on the tour simply said dismissively, "This is discipline education."...
"I know you've come such a long way to get here today, and looked around the whole school for so long,
you must be very tired and want to rest early. However, before you officially enroll, we need to do one last thing with your body
."
Do something with your body? Yako's fear deepened. Before coming here, her body had already undergone
several treatments, including the removal of all her body hair except for her hair and eyebrows with hot wax,
and the surgical removal of her clitoral foreskin. Each "treatment" brought her immense pain. What
punishment awaited her now?
"You don't need to be so nervous," Old Wu explained in a reassuring voice. "Every new student
is given a student ID number by the school, isn't that natural? I'm just going to record this student ID number on you
. It's very simple, just an 8-digit number. This
will make school management and teachers' teaching much more convenient." Then, he showed Yako the equipment on the cart: oddly shaped
tools resembling pens, various bottles and boxes, a cold light, and other instruments.
"Look, this is biofuel, this is gene fixative, it was just cultured based on your skin cell sample
, and this is a shaping lamp, you can control the irradiation time by adjusting it... hehe,
I'll tell you about this later. Now, baby, please lean against the headboard, raise your thighs, put them to your ears, and then
grab your ankles, yes, like this."
In the past, Yako would never have made such a shameful gesture towards a strange man, but
after losing her freedom, she had suffered enough to understand that obediently following orders was the most worthwhile thing to do at times like this
. When her full, delicate lower body was fully exposed to Old Wu, the middle-aged health worker skillfully mixed various
powders and liquids together and then injected them into the "pen." He gently lifted Yako's substantial
buttocks and revealed a satisfied smile.
Although the pen tip looked sharp, when it touched her skin, Yako was pleased to find that it was actually quite
soft and resilient, causing no discomfort. The dark blue ink seeped evenly and slowly from the tip of the pen
, forming beautiful italic numbers on the snow-white flesh of her buttocks. "2...0...7...3,
then the left half...hmm, your buttocks are really firm, it feels great to write on them, 0...1...8
...3, okay! Done!"
Old Wu then placed the "shaping lamp"—which looked no different from an ordinary cool-light desk lamp—
between Yazi's legs. "Very good, I think fifteen minutes will be enough." He carefully
adjusted the timer, and a pale blue light emanated from the lamp, illuminating the line of numbers
. “I know some places use branding or tattooing, which is bad. It's painful, and
it's difficult to change later. Here, we use my most advanced invention! The key
part is this gene-fixing agent, specially formulated according to each person's genes.
Used with a setting lamp, it safely and stably fixes the dye under the skin. One treatment can last at least five
years. If you want to remove the original pattern, you just need to use the setting lamp for another one or two hours…
”
As she explained this with self-satisfaction, Yako spread her legs wide, exposing her most private parts to the man before her
, her face flushed with shame. Worse still,
she hadn't been allowed to use the toilet for most of the day since entering the academy. She could feel a stinging, needle-like itch in her bladder and urethra.
Oh God, let this all end quickly!
“I know you’re very upset right now, girl, but you’ll get used to it eventually,” Old Wu said, clearly
quite accustomed to this kind of conversation. “It’s a system far larger than you can imagine, where
some of the world’s richest and most powerful people want to adorn their palaces and estates with beautiful and well-educated sex slaves.
You can’t escape this system…”
"This school will train you in various new skills for future life. Gradually, you'll get used to living naked
... Seriously, now that you've had your foreskin removed, your clitoris is completely exposed. Even if you
wear pants, you won't be able to walk more than three steps due to the friction in your sensitive area..." Old Wu paused. This was
just the beginning. After the clitoris is removed from the protection of the foreskin, to maintain its sensitivity, it needs minor
repairs every ten days and major repairs every two weeks, using lasers to burn off the outer layer of old foreskin, keeping the nerves underneath constantly exposed. However,
this can wait; she'll find out sooner or later anyway.
"...You will become accustomed to obeying all clothed people, and at the same time, your body will
become more sensitive through training and modification. You will be in constant sexual tension, and will have the opportunity to experience
orgasms you've never imagined before. Once you learn to derive pleasure from them,
what currently causes you pain and humiliation will become intense sexual stimulation. Ultimately, you will learn to faithfully love your master, finding
your greatest happiness in satisfying their demands, thus becoming a qualified sex slave."
"Yes, of course, you won't stay in this academy forever. Every sex slave graduates
one day, and then a master will buy you. They are unbelievably wealthy men, and
you will become his/her... "Her private pet lives in a comfortable and luxurious house, with its own nanny and caretaker
..."
Fifteen minutes passed quickly as Old Wu talked on and on. As the lights from the spotlight slowly dimmed
, Old Wu rubbed his hands with satisfaction and said, "Excellent! Let's see the final result."
A piece of fine gauze dampened with water was gently wiped across Ya Zi's plump buttocks, and the dark blue digits disappeared.
Ya Zi couldn't help but look at the slovenly old man with suspicion, but Old Wu remained confident. He
said to Ya Zi in a mysterious tone, "Darling, I think you haven't peed in a long time, have you?"
Ya Zi's face flushed again; her bladder was already full, and the muscles at the urethra
were almost exhausted. “You can relax now, baby.”
“Right here?”
“Yes, hehe, anyway, you won’t have to wash the sheets and the floor, just pee in this position
.”
Yako gritted her teeth. After all, during her previous imprisonment, she was often locked up in one place all day
, and she had lost control of her bladder in front of the guards more than once. One more time wouldn’t matter. Besides,
the prospect Old Wu had just described made this bit of pride seem meaningless… So, a moment later, a stream of slightly yellowish
water gushed out from between her legs.
A strange sensation surged from Yako’s lower body to her brain. This poor girl had just had a circumcision
and didn’t know how sensitive this part of her body had become. Because of the position, the hot
, salty urine impacted her pink clitoris, bringing Yako an unexpected and novel stimulation.
The exhilarating release after a long period of restraint greatly intensified this stimulation.
“Look! Look!” Old Wu pointed to the place where the numbers had been written. Excitedly, like a child,
she watched as the pale pink numbers 2073 and 0183 gradually emerged from beneath the snow-white skin of her buttocks
. "Haha! This is the most interesting part of my invention: the patterns on the skin are invisible under normal circumstances,
but they gradually appear once you are stimulated. By controlling the duration of the illumination with the setting lamp, you can
determine at what level of arousal it will begin to appear, and the higher you get, the clearer the patterns will be."
Yako stared blankly as her urine flowed down the curves of her buttocks, covering the pink numbers. At that moment, Old Wu
's fingers gently pressed against her clitoris. He massaged the clitoris from the side with the pad of his thumb, while
lightly tapping the tip of his index finger. Before Yako could understand what was happening, an intense pleasure spread rapidly from her clitoris
, and the numbers on her buttocks immediately deepened, quickly turning a deep, blood-red color.
“Remember this number, baby, this will be your only code name at the academy,” Old Wu had
completely controlled Yako’s mind through that small organ. “Come on, say it out loud!”
A murmuring voice could be heard amidst panting and groans: “2073…01…83…Ah! I
am…20…Ah…73…0183”
Yako
had a delicate and pretty face, so people often didn’t notice that her figure was
slightly plump compared to the standard. Although she had suffered a bit during those few days of being “captured,”
the academy’s careful nurturing had made up for the two or three pounds she had lost.
The area enclosed by the U-shaped seat of the small stool was barely larger than an adult's palm
. Therefore, only a small portion of Yako's full, round buttocks, near her cleft
, could touch the seat. Since the stool was much lower than her knees, her entire weight was concentrated on that small area, causing large mounds
of white flesh to spill out from the edge of the red plastic seat, exuding an indescribable sense of lewdness.
However, this awkward situation didn't seem to affect her posture at all… She stood tall with her chest
out and stomach in, hands behind her back, legs spread at a 45-degree angle along the two protruding points of the U-shaped seat,
completely exposing her delicate private parts to the warm afternoon air. A mature and beautiful woman,
sitting naked on a small stool like a primary school student—it was truly a bizarre and strange sight. However, although their time at the academy
hadn't been long enough, it had already taught Masako and the others
the necessity of strictly adhering to discipline at all times. Even without a supervisor, the beautiful students maintained impeccable classroom manners.
Besides Masako, in this classroom bathed in the warm afternoon sun, there were five other
young women, completely naked. Like Masako, they sat with their hands behind their backs, legs spread, on
small stools less than fifteen centimeters high. Any one of these women would be the center of attention and admiration in a crowd
, but here, they were merely two neat rows of livestock, their breasts, buttocks, and genitals
displayed unashamedly in the bright sunlight, in accordance with the academy's discipline.
When everyone first sat down in the classroom, all the naked women seemed to look exactly the same, just
like animals of the same kind don't look indistinguishable at first glance. Now, having sat for a while longer,
the instinct of women to judge the appearance of other women gave Masako a clearer understanding of her classmates. Because she was sitting in the third row, which
was also the last row, Masako couldn't see the faces of the four girls in front of her, except for the girl next to her, but she
could observe their figures carefully.
All the women, including two blondes, one redhead, and two brunettes like Masako, had
hair at least past their shoulders—because the academy's motto was to keep the "female animals" in their
primal animalistic state, generally allowing their hair to grow naturally. So, apart from the new
girls who already had short hair, the vast majority of students had long hair. Their skin tones were all varying shades of bronze, clearly
a result of the academy's extensive outdoor activities. All the women had figures no less alluring than Masako's, especially
the girl sitting directly in front of Masako who appeared to have Latin ancestry—slender shoulders, a narrow waist, a full bottom, long legs,
yet possessing the vibrant muscles of a female leopard.
Unlike Masako, these girls, besides maintaining their composure, clearly had an additional burden:
three of the four girls in the front row had small, egg-sized vibrating dildos protruding from their anuses.
The frantic whirring of the three internal motors could be clearly heard in the quiet classroom; clearly, this was to
develop that organ to prepare them for anal sex as quickly as possible. The tallest, lightest-skinned blonde
girl to Masako's right was suffering a different kind of torment. Her nipples and clitoris were bound with thin cotton thread mixed with animal sinew.
The threads between her nipples and clitoris formed a suspended, long isosceles triangle,
tormenting her most sensitive areas with every breath. Her dazed eyes and heavy breathing clearly
conveyed her anguish.
The girl in front of Masako, the one with the best figure, though without any accessories, appeared to be
suffering the most. Before entering the classroom, she had clearly undergone severe disciplinary action, evident in her
swollen, red buttocks, like ripe peaches. Now, her entire weight
rested on a small portion of her mounds, and she constantly had to adjust her posture to avoid slipping off the low stool.
The immense pain this caused her was palpable in Masako's ears, with low, tearful gasps escaping her lips
.
Perhaps because she's just enrolled, Masako hasn't received any extra food yet, but for other
reasons, her situation isn't easy either.
One basic course that all students at the academy must master early on is how to urinate correctly—because the
"female animals" in the academy are fed liquid and semi-liquid food daily, and they
start their day with enemas, so bowel movements don't require practice, at least not for the beginners
.
Given their status as livestock, Masako and her classmates had no right to privacy and were required to follow their owners
' instructions. Therefore, the most basic lesson in this course was to be able to
urinate in public according to the instructor's commands: every 10 minutes to two hours, newcomers like Masako would be led in a line
to an open area on campus, usually a drainage ditch or a flower bed.
Under the watchful eyes of passing "female livestock" and faculty members, they would take turns squatting on the ground,
spreading their legs to more than 150 degrees, and shouting, "I need to pee!" before letting the urine
gush out.
On the other hand, to ensure the new "livestock" quickly mastered the etiquette of urination, the instructors carefully timed
the release to ensure the "female livestock" always had enough urine in their bladders for training. If
the flow couldn't be stopped after being ordered to stop,
the punishment ranged from a spanking to being forbidden to clean themselves before the next urination, leaving their genitals covered in their own urine as a sign that they were a
failed domestic animal unable to even control their urination.
For these newly deprived "female animals," this was a particularly agonizing ordeal. Many women
would shed tears before their urine. Masako had witnessed firsthand how immense shame had
stained her entire genitals—including her lower abdomen, buttocks, genitals, and inner thighs—bright red. Some girls, struggling to adapt to the lesson
, were so tense that they couldn't urinate smoothly, their reddened mounds
trembling futilely under everyone's gaze until the teacher waved her hand to stop.
Unfortunately, Masako was among these women. Her urethral sphincter, when under the spotlight
, would disobey her central nervous system, often
managing only a few drops after the teacher had signaled to stop.
This morning, her first attempt to urinate this morning was fraught with difficulty. It took almost all 20 seconds before her lower body could even
begin to relax. Because she couldn't stop the flow in time as instructed, she received a painful slap on the cane. The next
few times, her anxiety built up, and the more her lower abdomen
swelled, the less she could control her muscles. Finally, she couldn't release a single drop—
the throbbing of her full bladder as she slumped heavily onto the low stool made her fully realize the seriousness of the situation.
How long would this class last? What kind of punishment would she receive? Urinating in class
is a very serious disciplinary offense, and Yako couldn't even imagine the punishment she would face. Now,
because she was sitting so low, her thighs pressed against her lower abdomen, further increasing the pressure on her bladder.
The fear of punishment amplified this pressure even more. Her lower abdomen felt sore, bloated, and itchy, and the urge to urinate
surged in waves, yet she couldn't even suppress it by keeping her legs together. Yako was on the verge of tears
, her lower abdomen trembling slightly as she strained to hold it in.
...
While Yako and the other female animals were lost in their own anxieties, the faint
sound of footsteps approached from behind—the teacher had arrived, and a new lesson was about to begin.
(End of this section)

In Masako's memory, the area surrounding this academy was a sparsely populated small town nestled among mountains 　　.
Unexpectedly, today the entire lawn of the academy was packed with town residents. Two
or three hundred families sat in small groups on the grass, plastic sheets piled high with
various dishes and drinks taken from picnic baskets; children chased and played, young people laughed and chatted enthusiastically, and the elderly
sipped beer and chatted about everyday life.
“The residents of Misty Pine Town (the town where the academy is located) hold
a town-wide gathering like this every two to twenty days,” the senior student explained to Yako and the others with a thoughtful expression. “At this time,
newcomers like you are brought out to introduce yourselves to everyone.”
Yako and the others exchanged glances. Although they hadn’t been at the academy for long, they already knew that
the workload assigned to them far exceeded what normal people could imagine.
What kind of trials awaited them at this “greeting”?
“Don’t worry,” the senior student said with a wry smile, noticing their nervousness. “Today it’s just a
physical demonstration. There won’t be any spanking or other punishments. In fact, some people will enjoy it
…”
After explaining, the senior student led everyone into two lines, one for the newcomers and one for the senior students, and they
ran from the teaching building to the large lawn.
"One, two, one! One, two, one!" At the crisp command of the senior student leading the group, two rows of beautiful, naked women ran with neat
, powerful strides along the plastic path. Their firm breasts and full buttocks swayed rhythmically
. However, the people on the lawn, perhaps having seen too many similar scenes,
showed little reaction to this bizarre sight, remaining busy with their own games or conversations. Only a few of the most energetic children
chased after them, laughing and giggling.
The senior student leading the group, along with Yako and her friends, deliberately zigzagged across the lawn, presumably to ensure everyone could see
the newcomers clearly. Only when the alluring flesh
passed by did people lazily raise their heads to scrutinize them. Occasionally, a whistle or a click of the tongue would
sound, but most remained unperturbed.
After everyone had shown themselves to the crowd and were slightly sweaty from running,
the human chain forming the group began to break apart: when passing a specific point, the senior at the end of the line would
signal the newcomers to stop. There, a mobile display stand would always be waiting.
Yako finally stopped, and the senior accompanying her led her to a
silver-gray metal circular platform about 40 centimeters high and 70 centimeters in diameter. Unlike similar devices Yako had seen before, this one had a 3D
television screen connected to the base, standing right next to the platform. After the senior bent down and fiddled with it for a while
, a beautiful woman appeared.
After watching for a moment, Yako was surprised to find that this woman was actually herself, only still dressed neatly
. She saw 3D images flickering and swaying in the air, accompanied by subtitles explaining that the images
showed scenes of Yako at work, studying, and relaxing at home—some were her own family photos, and
others were clearly taken unknowingly.
"This is your introduction," the senior student said with a sympathetic tone. "Now, it's your turn to go up on the stage.
What position do you prefer? Upside down, splits, lying on your back, or even urinating?"
"Whatever..." Yako replied absentmindedly.
"Hmm, it won't make any difference later anyway."
After all the 'female animals' had settled down on their respective stages, people gradually became more active
. After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they left behind empty picnic baskets and plastic sheets piled with food scraps, and began to admire
the beautiful bodies around them.
The residents of Misty Pine Town are almost all employees of the academy, working in various roles such as cooks, security guards, and plumbers
, or assisting trainers with manual labor. Many have
moved here from elsewhere to work as trainers or in the academy's administration. Therefore, everyone has their own way of judging the "female livestock."
They enthusiastically comment on the figures, skin, and the shape and
color of the various organs of the "female livestock," debating the depth of the woman's masochistic tendencies, whether she is suitable to be trained as a pony, a beautiful dog, or livestock for meat
…
Yako leans against her senior, letting him support her buttocks, spreading her long legs in a position as if she were urinating
, facing the onlookers as they discuss her body in the local dialect—basically, everyone agrees that she is a
sensitive "female livestock," with poor self-control, easily reaching orgasm under whipping, but
there is still some disagreement about whether she is more suitable as a pet or livestock for meat.
Just then, another group of "female animals" entered the large lawn. They
carried small tubes filled with flesh-colored grease on their arms and handfuls of long, white, strip-shaped objects—whether paper or cloth—which they
couldn't tell the difference between. They began distributing them to the townspeople. Everyone happily accepted them, whispering among themselves. Only a
few words reached Yako's ears: "I think hers is pretty good." "What good is being good? There are two quite
popular singers in this group; those little brats will definitely vote for them." "However, I think they might have a chance to make the top five."
"Well…" "Anyway…"
"What exactly is this for…" Yako whispered to her senior.
"Reflection paper, three sheets per person, for voting…" her senior mumbled in reply.
Masako was completely confused, but she quickly understood what her senior meant: a middle-aged man chuckled,
took a handful of oil from a small container, and smeared it on Masako's exposed private parts. The warm oil, upon contact with
the sensitive flesh excited by shame and nervousness, brought a pleasurable sensation. Then, a strip of paper was pressed on top,
extending from below her navel to her perineum. A soft brush gently brushed the back of the paper, and soon, Masako's vulva
was imprinted on it.
And so, Masako's plump genitals were repeatedly held in ink-stained hands—for half an hour...
Within that time, the number of people who had touched Masako's private parts exceeded the total number in her entire life. The warm touch and
the brush stroking her clitoris and vulva brought a not-too-intense but very distinct sensation. However, the stronger stimulation came from
the humiliation of being wantonly played with by everyone, and tears streamed down her face.
As darkness fell, the "female beasts" gathered again. After the votes were counted, Masako discovered that she
had come in fourth place in the town's traditional mass entertainment activity of "choosing the most beautiful fresh jade clam."
Amateur reporters from the town's news website photographed their disheveled genitals, and the singers who won first and second place had to answer
questions such as "How is your feeling about winning this award different from when you won it before?" A senior student gently
stroked Masako's hair as she bent over facing the flashing lights and whispered to comfort her, "Silly girl, this is not a bad thing.
With this record, your value at auctions will increase in the future."

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