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【My Personal Meat Toy with Huge Breasts and Big Butt】(31) Author: LIQUID82 

Author: liquid82
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(Thirty-one)

I teased He Hui's tender little nipple with my finger and laughed, "Are you joking or serious?" He Hui
brought her face closer, raised her chin, and adopted an unreasonable yet pleading tone, as if she wanted me to kiss her, and said,
"Of course it's serious." I tugged at He Hui's nipple and said, "He Rui is too young." He Hui's slender
hand against my scrotum and said, "Where is she young? Didn't you see that her breasts are bigger than mine? She's developed
perfectly." As she spoke, she rested her head on my chest and said, "My little sister is a bit silly, and I don't know how many hooligans
are eyeing her. If you don't make a move, she'll be bullied sooner or later." I chuckled to myself, your little sister has already been bullied to
the point of no return by me, and you, you silly mare, don't even know it. I shook my head again and said, "No, she's too young."
Seeing that I wouldn't budge, He Hui seemed a little anxious. Suddenly, she leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Then
what ?" I scoffed inwardly. This vile creature was utterly selfish and despicable, with no bottom line whatsoever.
Not only was she willing to betray her sister, but now she was also betraying the mother who had raised her with such hardship. It was clear what kind of "good students"
schools . Her mother, Wei Zhen, wasn't highly educated, and her sister, He Rui
, had average grades, but both had kind hearts. He Hui, on the other hand, appeared glamorous—an all-around excellent student,
a goddess in the eyes of the losers—but her character was worse than the dirtiest prostitute. I couldn't help but feel fortunate that I hadn't
gone to university, and I became even more determined to train this little mare with the cruelest methods.

With a mischievous grin, I said, "Your mother is a real beauty." He Hui gave a foolish
smile and said, "I knew you liked my mom!" I chuckled and said, "But what good is liking her? Your mother
is a married woman." He Hui smiled and said disdainfully, "My mother has been living like a widow for years, and I
've observed that the way she looks at you and the way she reacts to what you say are no different from how she treats Dad. She must
have feelings for you." I chuckled inwardly, thinking how naive she was, and said, "If that's true, doesn't that mean she has to betray
her husband ?" He Hui gently stroked my penis and said, "My mother is very indecisive. As long as I tell her
about us, she'll definitely come and serve you." He Hui's cold-heartedness was chilling. I knew what she was thinking
: she was completely ungrateful for the sacrifices her mother had made for her. For her, Wei Zhen worked several jobs a day, working almost
from morning till night with almost no rest, eating leftover rotten vegetables from the market, and living in a doghouse in an urban village. She
knew all this. What she didn't know was that Wei Zhen was harassed by her own relatives and beaten by the villagers for her sake. Under coercion, she was
manipulated at will by a wealthy master, forced to have sex with her pregnant belly, and trained like a female animal. She forced a smile and called herself a dairy cow to serve
her master . Her small mouth was used as a toilet to urinate into, and her fragrant tongue was used as toilet paper to lick her
master's anus and as a foot cloth to lick his feet. Her big, fat breasts were not only used as a human sponge for her master to wipe his body and as a human footstool for him to
rub his feet, but also as a human basketball for him. Even
when her rotten peaches were covered with slap marks and she cried and wailed, she dared not flinch. Her big white buttocks were not only used as a meat drum to be slapped at will, making crisp and lewd fleshy sounds, but her sensitive anus was also
filled with a large amount of liquid like the air inlet of a tire, making her belly round and about to burst. Then, amidst the obscene farts and miserable
cries, she shook her big buttocks and performed a giant buttocks raining feces. Once, Wei Zhen knelt between my legs, intently performing oral sex on me. I
lifted one of her breasts, savoring it with my large hand. The smooth, delicate skin and the plump, bouncy flesh
were rare among the hundreds of beauties I'd played with in my life. Even teenagers
couldn't let alone these astonishingly large, incredibly mature breasts—world-class size. Looking at Wei Zhen's face beneath me,
most female celebrities paled in comparison. In real life, even billionaires would struggle to win over such a beauty, and even if
they did, they'd have to treat her with utmost care. Yet, I'd trained her into a subservient slave, forcing her
to suck and swallow my unwashed penis with all her might, all to support her family. And now, Wei Zhen's precious daughter showed no gratitude,
instead resenting her mother for not providing her with better conditions, even demanding her mother deal with her boyfriend's sexual desires. Such a
wicked daughter deserved to go to hell. However, she could rest assured, because I could guarantee she'd
experience hell while she was still alive.

I reached out and pinched He Hui's cheek, laughing, "Silly girl, what are you thinking? I love you,
not your mother or your sister." I leaned in and gently kissed her forehead, saying, "Besides, you
play the flute so well, it gave me so much pleasure, why would I look for other women?" He Hui, hearing this, punched my
chest with her small fist and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying!" I could tell she was secretly delighted. But today, I had absolutely no
interest in her. I reached out and deliberately slapped He Hui's injured buttocks hard. He Hui cried out "Ah!" and
tears welled up in her eyes, but she still smiled ingratiatingly to please me. I casually told her to put on her clothes, making an excuse that I had to catch
a ride and let her take the bus back to school by herself. He Hui thought I was dismissive of her outlandish suggestion, which was why she was
acting coldly. Surprisingly, she was gentle and pecked me on the cheek. I was disgusted but pretended to be sincere as I sent her
away.

I drove home, my penis hard as a board. After all that, Wei Zhen was still the most fun. Mainly because,
as a woman who had served men since childhood, she was incredibly considerate. When I was with Wei Zhen, the slightest movement
would cause her to immediately switch to the position I wanted. Later, I didn't even need to move; as long as my penis was
slightly raised inside her, Wei Zhen would immediately understand. This unspoken understanding was like that of a long-married
couple. I would bring Wei Zhen to orgasm, leaving her exhausted and on the verge of death, but as soon as I ejaculated, she would disregard her fatigue and
clean my penis with her mouth. If I was sweating, she would rinse her mouth and then give me a full-body tongue bath, licking
away the sweat. During oral sex, if I wanted to continue urinating, Wei Zhen would sense it and instantly adjust
her tongue to the most comfortable position for urination. Most amazingly, when she was giving me a deep thrust, the slightest contraction of my anal muscles
would be instantly perceived by Wei Zhen, her tongue deftly moving to my pleasure point. Wei Zhen was honest and quiet, but very cheerful. She
often laughed heartily at my jokes, her large, trembling breasts swaying like tofu.
Sometimes I would tease her—for example, making her hold my semen in her mouth and not swallow it—and she would
look at me with the reproachful yet loving gaze of an older sister looking at a mischievous younger brother. Being with Wei Zhen, this woman six years my senior, made me feel quite
attached to her.

I drove up to my house and mischievously turned on the vibrating egg, waiting for the beautiful, mature woman to open the door for me, her legs tucked together and
her dazzling breasts swaying. But after a while, nothing happened. I had no choice but to open the door, thinking
about how to punish this disobedient cow later. I searched the whole house, but apart from the two
dogs sleeping like big men, I couldn't find Wei Zhen. Luckily, the vibrating egg I put on Wei Zhen could be used for location tracking.
I connected the switch to my phone with a data cable and got in the car.

Wei Zhen's location was a distance from home, so I drove through the streets and came to the entrance of a small alley. I heard
a group of people gathered in the alley, and I didn't know what they were doing. I quietly drove in and saw that there
was no law and order. A group of men were beating someone with sticks, and there was some idiot holding a camera and filming it.
Human life was at stake, so I honked the horn. The Land Rover's massive size made the sound intimidating enough that someone shouted
, and the group scattered and fled, even dropping the camera on the ground. After everyone had run away, I went over and saw
a woman lying on the ground, clutching her stomach, reeking of a foul odor. I went over and
lifted her head; it was Wei Zhen! Blood was flowing from her mouth, and she was half-conscious from the beating. When she saw
me, her beautiful eyes lit up, but then she collapsed, her strength failing her, though she still clutched her stomach tightly.
I quickly called an ambulance.

I retrieved the camera and drove to the hospital. After emergency treatment, thankfully, Wei Zhen and her unborn child
were unharmed, though still unconscious. I returned to my car, turned on the camera's display, and saw
footage from my house. A burly man rang the doorbell, saying he was delivering a package. Wei Zhen opened the door and came out, but was immediately grabbed by several men
lying in wait . Wei Zhen screamed, but her mouth was quickly covered, and she was shoved into a van.

After a while, the van came to a small alley, and Wei Zhen was pushed out. There was a
chair , and a man sat down, smiling and asking, "Sister-in-law, look who I am?" Wei Zhen looked and shuddered,
stammering, "Uncle...uncle..." It turned out to be Wei Zhen's uncle, the one I had recorded. The uncle
was filled vengeful pleasure, looking at this docile cow who had once escaped his grasp, a cruel smile on his lips,
and said, "Sister-in-law, you've got some nerve. Today, let's see how I deal with you." Wei Zhen trembled with fear, and
out of nowhere, she turned to run away, but several men grabbed her, slapped her twice
across the face, making her mouth bleed, and pushed her to the ground. Two men made Wei Zhen lie on her back, each pinning
one of her hands to the ground with their feet. The younger uncle stood up and kicked Wei Zhen hard in the head. Wei
Zhen whimpered. The younger uncle then stomped on Wei Zhen's face, saying, "I'll teach you to run, I'll teach you to run..." He stomped on her for a while before
lifting his foot, kicking and stomping until Wei Zhen's hair was disheveled. She sobbed uncontrollably, yet still struggled desperately like a
cow . The younger uncle sat back in his chair, suddenly chuckled, took off his shoes, and stomped on Wei
Zhen's enormous breasts, one in each of them. His smelly feet, clad in socks, sank into the soft flesh. Wei Zhen cried
out , which only drew laughter from those around them. The younger uncle became even more smug, wantonly trampling on Wei Zhen's breasts with both feet, as if
he were stomping on large dough balls. Wei Zhen cried like a little girl, humiliated. After stomping for about five minutes, the uncle
saw that Wei Zhen's crying had stopped and she was only silently shedding tears. Satisfied, he withdrew his foot, put on his shoes, and said to
the men , "Everyone drank so much at noon, don't hold it in!" The men, as if prepared, laughed
and pulled out their penises, aiming them at the sobbing Wei Zhen lying on the ground. Instantly, more than a dozen streams of yellow, smelly, and
steaming urine shot towards the poor, weak woman. The urine poured down like rain, and Wei Zhen, this docile cow,
let out inhuman moans in this urine hell, only to choke on the streams that were quickly forced into her mouth with "pfft," "pfft."
The men even mocked each other for missing their target, adjusting the direction of their penises to inflict even more torment on Wei Zhen.
Soon , the men finished urinating, put away their unhygienic and filthy penises, leaving Wei Zhen
writhing pitifully in a large puddle of urine, coughing from time to time. At this moment, the younger brother stood up, disregarding
the filth, straddled Wei Zhen's sides, and stood above her face, grinning as he said, "You slut, if you don't want to be
tortured, open your mouth." Wei Zhen, terrified, opened her mouth. The younger brother gleefully unzipped his pants, pulled out his dark,
ugly penis, and began urinating into Wei Zhen's mouth. Wei Zhen let out a mournful "ooh-ooh." The younger brother shook
his penis, returned to his seat, and said, "Take this slut back, let me play with her for a few days, then lock her up and let
everyone fuck her as they please!" The men had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Upon hearing that she had become a prostitute,
they cheered excitedly. Most of them were migrant workers in the city, their boundless energy having nowhere to go. If Wei
Zhen were truly used as their sex toy, she would be fucked to death. My uncle said, "The outhouses in the urban village
are stinking and filthy. From now on, everyone will use this bitch's little mouth as a toilet, but we'll charge a fee: one yuan for peeing and
five yuan for pooping..." The crowd burst into laughter, and I felt a surge of anger, as if my
meticulously clean toilet was suddenly being used by a large group of filthy strangers. One of the men asked, "
What if this bitch escapes?" My uncle laughed, "We'll tattoo words on her big, fleshy breasts and white buttocks,
and a big cock on her stomach. Let's see where she can run then." The crowd roared with laughter, and
the dying Wei Zhen, hearing of her terrible fate, began to sob. Suddenly, a commotion arose, and Wei Zhen
, with strength she didn't know she possessed, staggered to her feet and broke through the crowd. My uncle shouted, "Chase her! Don't let that bitch
get away!" The men all gave chase, and the person filming followed, the camera
swaying wildly .

Wei Zhen fled into a dead end. Seeing a pile of steel by the roadside, she pulled out a
rusty steel bar and pointed it at the Han men chasing her, using it as a weapon. Her hair was disheveled, her face streaked with tears, and her body covered in
foul-smelling urine, yet she held the bar nervously like a stubborn cow, as if ready
to . But her trembling shoulders betrayed her vulnerable, easily bullied nature. A migrant worker stepped forward,
grinning foolishly, patting his muscular chest, and said, "Little sister, dare to stab here?" Wei Zhen gasped
, "You...you don't come any closer!" Her hand trembled slightly. The worker, quick as lightning,
snatched the steel bar away, giving Wei Zhen no chance. Instantly, amidst the laughter of the crowd, Wei Zhen was surrounded by the men
, the hungry wolves approaching this cornered cow. Suddenly, Wei Zhen squatted down and hugged herself tightly.
She knelt down, curling up on the ground, clutching her stomach. A migrant worker stepped forward and kicked Wei Zhen's protruding, fat buttocks
, yelling, "You filthy bitch, get up!" Wei Zhen cried out in pain, but desperately curled up, clutching her stomach. Because
she was covered in urine, the men were unwilling to pull her up, and they were at a loss for what to do. Suddenly, her uncle said,
"Damn it, this filthy bitch is playing dead. Let's beat her up!" The migrant workers cheered, pulling
steel bars from the pile of steel and surrounding Wei Zhen, beating her mercilessly. The steel bars rained down, causing Wei Zhen to howl in pain, but she stubbornly remained
curled up , protecting the fetus inside her. I was deeply moved by the maternal instincts Wei Zhen displayed. To be honest, getting
Wei Zhen pregnant was just a spur-of-the-moment thing. I wanted to see the pitiful and shameful state of this conservative, traditional beauty when she was pregnant,
to see how big her breasts and buttocks would look after childbirth, and maybe even have some fun milking her. I had always
seen Wei Zhen as just a human toilet, a place to collect urine and semen. Yet, Wei Zhen was protecting my child with all her might. Wei Zhen
was beaten black and blue, and gradually fell silent. Suddenly, I heard the roar of car horns, and a bunch of
cowardly idiots scattered like flies, leaving the security camera lying on the ground unattended.

I sat in the car with mixed feelings for a long time, until my phone rang. The doctor said Wei Zhen had woken up.
Without saying a word, I got out of the car and went to the ward.

Wei Zhen had changed into a hospital gown (and had washed, of course). She looked very weak, pale, and the
blanket covering her was pushed up by her huge breasts. I sat down next to Wei Zhen, who then noticed me coming in. She smiled at me and
said, "Mr. Xu... the baby is safe, safe..." Hearing her hoarse voice, I felt a pang of sympathy and
tenderly stroked her hair, saying, "Sister Wei, I know everything. It's so hard on you...
I'm so touched that you protected my child like this..." Wei Zhen looked at me with tenderness, but suddenly closed her eyes, shook her
head, and said, "Mr. Xu... actually, it wasn't for you... because this is my child..." Wei Zhen
seemed lost in thought , and continued, "From a young age, I only knew how to serve others. After I got married, my husband didn't treat me like a human being. I
know that neither my husband nor Mr. Xu treated me like a human being. It's just my bad luck; I have four
worthless pieces of flesh on my body, treated like monsters and toys by you all. My husband said my body was too vulgar, that I couldn't last two
minutes , so he often beat me, leaving me covered in bruises. He even went outside to find other women, saying they made him
last longer..."

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