[Men's Biographies] (09) Author: whitesheep12

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Chapter Nine. Regaining Freedom, Living Under Someone Else's Roof, Enjoying the Night Scenery

I have completely degenerated into Sister Min's lackey. Sister Min calls me Experiment Subject "0," which sounds
like a glamorous code name, but unfortunately, I do work that is much more tiring than a dog's.

I don't know how many days I've been in this experimental base. Every day, a different woman becomes my
toy, but am I not also a plaything in Sister Min's eyes?

I have become numb. Sex should be a very enjoyable and comfortable thing, but now it
has become a job. I don't know what Sister Min fed me, but I know that my body is now beyond
that of an ordinary person. The amount of semen I ejaculate during sex is no longer human; it can be as abundant as a milking cow,
filling .

Of course, this is also my weakness. Every time I ejaculate, I fall into a deep sleep. When I wake up,
it's Sister Min who tells me to keep fucking. After a while, even the most enthusiastic person would lose interest.

Fucking is fine, but at least let me rest for a bit! Now, I
do nothing but fuck when I'm awake and sleep when I'm unconscious. Of course, I wouldn't know if Sister Min did anything to me while I was unconscious.
Judging from my unusual body, Sister Min must have done something to me. For example, my
penis is now much bigger than before, as thick and long as a thief's. It makes the woman under me moan and
scream every time. In addition, my testicles have also grown, the size of two fists. They must be absolute
behemoths.

Based on my observations, I've only come into contact with Sister Min, Xiao Qing, and Xiao Hong at the lab base. I don't know
if there are any others.

Today I was thrown into cage number 100 of the experimental subjects. Thinking back on the 99 women I'd slept with before,
I felt nothing, no pleasure whatsoever. It seems I'm missing something in my manly pleasures.

I crawled at Min-jie's feet, looking down at her high above me. Her breasts, exposed to the air, were much larger than
any of the other . Perhaps they were fake, who knows? One was the size of a watermelon,
too big to grasp with two hands—absurdly large.

Thinking of my enlarged penis and gigantic testicles, I guessed her breasts grew using
the same principle as mine.

Min-jie inserted her fingers into her vulva, a smooth, wrinkle-free vulva that looked
incredibly delicious and juicy.

She stirred her vulva for a while, then stood with one foot on the ground and the other raised high, saying to me, "Number 0,
use your mouth to absorb my charm. Don't waste a single drop, or you'll have to do more work!" "

More work" here refers to sex, since all she arranged for me to do was have sex.
I was so tired of it, I really wanted someone else to take over. I didn't want to have sex; when my little brother touched a woman's
vulva , it felt like fingers touching fingers—sex had become boring.

I tried my best not to let Sister Min's urine spill out; I had to catch it all.

"Dlurp...dlurp..."

The incessant sound of urination entered my mouth, but I felt no disgust at all, because it was a
great pleasure. Watermelon-flavored urine—what was the difference between this and watermelon juice? Let me, a prisoner, find some enjoyment in this
suffering.

I "glug" "glug" swallowed the delicious watermelon-flavored urine, then licked my tongue,
feeling a bit unsatisfied.

Seeing my unsatisfied expression, Minjie lowered her raised leg and brought the abalone to my nose, saying,
"Feel this burning heat with your heart."

Just as I was intensely and greedily inhaling the watermelon-scented abalone, an unexpected event occurred.
The light I had just been able to see was suddenly and completely stripped away, leaving me with only darkness.

My entire head was enveloped by something unknown, feeling like I was underwater, a suffocating sensation washing
over me .

After about a minute, I regained my sight and witnessed a shocking scene:
what had blocked my vision and enveloped my head was none other than Minjie's genitals.

I wiped my wet face, a wave of fear washing over me. Minjie's genitals were terrifying; it wasn't just a
simple abalone. There was a gap between the abalone and the anus. The reason I had been swallowed was because of her
strange lower body, comparable to the mouth of a man-eating flower.

I stared at her bizarre lower body, my eyes wide, speechless.

Sister Min stretched and said, "This is an annihilation device. It can instantly devour a person and reduce
them . Quickly transform into a sex warrior. Subject 100 in front of you is the one you're meant to serve."

Unable to express my suffering, I sighed. I had lost my freedom as a human being, my actions controlled by the woman before me.
Life was meaningless; it was worse than death.

I laughed loudly, "Hahahaha...hahahaha...this is not the life I wanted
! Although I've become your slave, I can't let you manipulate me. Now you are the butcher, and I am the fish on the chopping block. Please
grant me death, so that I can end it all."

Sister Min patted my cheek and sneered, "A fool's dream. Once you're in my hands, how can you
decide ?"

I roared, "Kill me! Kill me! I can no longer experience the joy of living!"

Sister Min punched me on the head and smiled slightly, "Since that's the case, then there's nothing I can do. However,
as a top-tier experimental subject, you are extremely precious. So, I'll seal you away!"

I watched her smile as I slowly collapsed to the ground.

*****

I woke up slowly inside a glass container. Opening my eyes, I was surrounded by water. Was I
underwater ? Was this Sister Min's punishment, sinking me to the bottom? Watching the fish and shrimp pass by,
I felt a pang of loneliness. I wanted to reach out and touch those things so close, but I couldn't reach them; I could
only watch helplessly.

I pounded on the glass of the container, trying to break it to escape, but despite my
best efforts , the glass wouldn't break, and my hands ached terribly.

After struggling in vain, I gave up on the idea of getting out. A long wait ensued...
I was amazed to find that the underwater scenery kept changing, leading me to conclude that I was
drifting in a river.

I gradually lost the ability to think; everything here felt like an absurd dream.

*****

Time flew by like water, and I remained alive in the container. According to the principle of conservation of energy, whenever I was hungry or thirsty
, I would masturbate, using my semen as food. I was truly impressed with my
body; it was a perfect physique, completely
self-sufficient ! At this moment, I had to give Sister Min a thumbs up; her technology was surreal!

After a long wait, the container holding me finally drifted to a shallow beach.

Even so, I was helpless inside the glass container, unable to call for help, and had no
choice but to wait.

*****

Until one day, a fisherman discovered me in the glass container, giving me a chance to leave
the shallows .

When the fisherman first saw me, he was terrified. But as the saying goes, heaven helps those who help themselves; the sound of me
tapping on the glass reached his ears.

He couldn't break the glass container either. Later, he called a group of villagers to push me into their village. With
everyone's help, I was able to escape and regain my freedom.

It's not easy for a stranger to enter a secluded village and integrate at first. However,
one thing about me spread throughout the village: the nickname "Big Egg Bro." Well, what can you do when someone remembers my little
brother ? Several women secretly flirted with me and tried to seduce me, but I
politely refused them all. A man's genitals and a woman's vagina can be filled physically, but
not emotionally. So, as someone who's had my fill of sex, I've come to terms with it.
It's not about quantity, but quality. The same object placed before me,
I might have tolerated before, but now I understand, must be carefully
crafted. When it comes to women, you can't be vague. To just have sex with someone and walk away
is undignified and irresponsible.

The man who saved me was called Aqing, a well-known good man in the village. Since he saved me, I stayed at
his house.

The houses in this small fishing village were, of course, dilapidated and old, all thatched huts.

*****

This remote place is sparsely populated. The fishing village has only about twenty households in total. However,
the family is very different from that outside. Monogamy? That's not the norm here.

Having lived here for a while, I've noticed quite a few problems in this fishing village.
One of the main sources of disharmony is the imbalance
between women and men. Strong, healthy men typically have three or more women, while a skinny man might not even have one. This imbalance leads to frequent friction between men
. If you hear of someone dying a few days later, don't be alarmed. It's usually because the deceased was envied by the villagers,
and the group killed him for their own amusement. The men in this small fishing village are two-faced; women are their
primary resource. They're not the simple fishermen they are. Women mean breasts to be touched and vaginas to be fucked.
I've seen plenty of things they've done for that. If a man dares to have five women, he
won't live long. He'll incur the wrath of the villagers and become the object of their envy. In the end, he'll be beaten to death with a wooden stick, and his severed genitals will
be roasted as a warning to others. There can be many women, but not too many, otherwise it breaks the rules, and breaking the rules
will lead to a bad end.

From what I've observed over the past few days, there are three main factions in this small fishing village. Considering only adults, the strongest is
at the east end of the village, with ten households, ten men and twenty-five women. Next is at the south end, with six men and ten women. Finally, there's the north end,
including , with four men and two women.

The problem is, there are more men than women at the north end. Aqing is the thinnest and weakest, and even the two women don't like
him. Therefore, although he's lived for over twenty years, he's never experienced the pleasures of a woman.
It's no wonder women dislike him because he's ugly and short.

The women at the east end are all reasonably attractive, the women at the south end are quite ordinary, and the two
women are both fat and ugly. Despite this, they still don't like Aqing, and although they like me, I dislike them.

Although Aqing has never experienced the pleasures of a woman, he's developed a bad habit—voyeurism. In the middle of the night
, he likes to wander around the village, eavesdropping. I learned from him and found it quite useful.

On

a dark and windy night, Aqing and I arrived at the east end of the village. There were plenty of women here, and scenes of
several exciting and thrilling. Even I, someone tired of sex, found it refreshing.
The men in this fishing village were muscular and strong, making sex incredibly easy for them. One could
easily handle two women without breaking a sweat.

As usual, Aqing and I sneaked to Old Wang's house late at night. Old Wang was over fifty, but his penis was
unmatched in the village; even I, with my genetically modified body, had to respect him. He was the
undisputed master of sex, and his penis was just as impressive as mine. Of course, youth always has its
physical advantages. Old Wang was capable, but he was only capable of one time a night. Me? Seven times a night was no problem—I have
a lot of big balls.

As usual, we peered through the window of the thatched hut, watching Old Wang and his three women.

A bright moon hung in the sky that night, its gentle light shining through the window onto the bedside,
allowing Ah Qing and me to see everything inside.

There were four people on the large wooden bed: Old Wang and his three women. The women were all fast asleep, but Old Wang
was wide awake. Though his virility wasn't what it used to be, he remained undeterred; sex was the priority. A day without
sex was no excuse for his "long spear"!

Before he was completely old and his body still had some heat left, he wanted to get his fill, to fuck her to death.

Old Wang was shirtless, with one woman on each side, and another a little further away.

He rolled his eyes, looking sly, then withdrew his hands from the women on either side,
patting them with a look of disgust.

He stealthily got up and went to the woman furthest from him, a wicked grin on his face, and suddenly grabbed...
The woman was lifted directly from the bed, and he didn't wake her up.

Aqing and I were startled by his action; it seemed Old Wang was up to something
new .

Soon, Old Wang carried the woman out of the room. Aqing and I exchanged glances, our eyes following
his every move.

After walking for a while, near the large stone in front of his house, Old Wang put the woman down, patted her face, and said,
"Wake up... wake up... my dear third sister... your brother is going to pamper you... hehe..."

The woman, who had been fast asleep, opened her eyes at his commotion. She frowned and said resentfully, "Brother Wang,
Xiuer wants to sleep, what are you doing?"

Old Wang patted her bottom and said, "I provide you with food, clothing, and shelter, you're my ancestor! Those two women in the house
are nothing compared to you—you're so beautiful, young, and lovely, with rosy lips and white teeth. I love you the most."

Old Wang impatiently pulled down his pants, revealing his long, ugly penis, and grinned, "Good sister..."
"...Why don't you...help me touch it..."

The woman laughed and agreed, "Brother Wang...really...if the sisters find out...but
...but...they'll blame me, won't they?"

Old Wang pulled down the woman's pants as well, lewdly laughing, "Hehe...women...say
no ...but their hearts are itching...their bodies are the most honest..."

Old Wang used his hand to control his hard penis and slapped it against the woman's buttocks a few times, then used his free hand
to insert two fingers into the woman's vulva, fiddling with it for a few moments before placing his hand, smeared with her juices, in front of the woman, laughing and
asking, "This is the taste of your pussy...how does it taste?"

The woman quickly... "No...no...it stinks...take it away?"

Old Wang shoved the finger into the woman's mouth, his face stern. "Easy for you to say...there's no such thing as a free lunch
...you're in your prime, in your early twenties...I'm just afraid you'll cheat on me...I
'm doing this to satisfy you...risking my life...do you think it's easy for me?"

Before he finished speaking, with a "plop," his large penis plunged into the woman's vagina. Old Wang closed his eyes
and slowly began to rock his body, the flesh colliding with the flesh, making a slapping sound. The woman stopped moaning because she couldn't
open her mouth; her mouth was filled with Old Wang's finger, which smelled of her vagina.

As for me, I was too tired of fucking to care, but Ah Qing next to me couldn't hold back any longer. His
breathing became rapid, and he pulled out his short but thick penis and began to rub it.

I patted him on the shoulder to keep him somewhat conscious. Women are like bread; having them is
inevitable , there's no rush. But this hot-blooded young man, Aqing, seemed to be obsessed with sex. The pain comes from watching
others do what you love to do. I guessed that Aqing was already fantasizing about being Old Wang, indulging in
lustful thoughts about the woman in front of him!

Old Wang's energy was truly vigorous; you could tell from the woman's expression that she was struggling.
But Old Wang was getting old, not like before. After thrusting for a while, he was sweating profusely, and
finally, under the watchful eyes of Aqing and me, he finished and collapsed to the side, exhausted.

Old Wang, panting, plopped down on a rock, touching his handiwork on it, and laughed,
"I'm old... useless... Third Sister's going to suffer from now on..."

The woman pulled out Old Wang's semen from her vagina, looking pleased, and sat on his lap, laughing, "
Brother Wang , you're so funny. Everyone knows you're the best at fucking in the whole village. Your thing down there is
the biggest in the whole village. Being fucked so hard by you, I feel so good. That's
why I'm with you."

Old Wang and the woman rested on the rock for a while, then cleaned up their mess and went back to the house. I
looked back at Aqing; I didn't know when he had knelt on the ground with a relieved expression, the kind of
expression only you can have after ejaculation.

I patted him, then helped him up, and we walked back to our
house under the vast moonlight. The performance here was certainly exciting, but for everyday life, sleep is the most important thing.

[To be continued]

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