【The Eternal Seven Days - Wenzi, who was trained into a sex toy as part of a bet】【Author: popote】

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"A bet's a bet, Miss Wenzi. According to the agreement between the Commander and me, you are now... our
property ."
Long, orange-red hair tied with a black ribbon, her long Chinese robe had a two-finger slit at the chest
. Her two proud, stubborn breasts swayed back and forth, her long, shapely
legs half-kneeling on the ground, her breathing becoming increasingly labored. Bloodstains from the battle stained Wenzi's green robe
.
Wenzi looked at the person before her and slowly lowered her weapon.
The chess academy behind her was engulfed in flames; the cherry blossoms that should have been in full bloom were burned by countless sparks
, turning into swirling black ash.
"...Failed? Even if the Commander and I failed... the Ancient Street of the East will not fall into
the hands of you..."
Several men dressed in black robes approached.
The leader revealed his face, a horizontal scar running across it. Upon seeing
this eyes flickered with a moment of confusion, but she quickly regained her composure.
The man lifted Wenzi's chin, scrutinizing her alluring face from side to side.
Seeing the unwavering stubbornness in her eyes, the man suddenly revealed a cryptic smile. "This is my
bet with that commander. From now on, everything you have will belong to me. Within a week, I will train you into
the finest female slave. Based on your flesh and body's adaptability, I will improve a part of your body to make you
the most outstanding sex toy on this ancient Eastern street. You should know what we do? We
cut off limbs and train her into a man's loyal sex servant… I think you'd be perfect for that~"
"You…you…you're from…that club…" Wenzi stared in astonishment at the
smiling . His eyes, unlike the commander's, were filthy and murky, yet held a chilling undercurrent.
"You've turned all the women in the central courtyard into this... What exactly do you want to do?"
"It's just to properly train and guide the submissive nature within them. My dear Miss Wenzi, I
believe that many girls, including you, will beg us to take their lives after we train them. Oh
, they look so beautiful. But our mission is not limited to this... Look at this beautiful thigh
. Soon it will be separated from your body. Can you imagine what it would be like to lose your limbs and become a fleshy
masturbator for men to vent, thrust, ejaculate, and urinate on?"
As he spoke, the man took out a photo album. The photos on each page, marked and recorded, made Wenzi's face
turn pale instantly: "It's really detailed... They... They are all you..."
Every page of the album featured a naked woman. Each time they appeared, they were different.
First, they were shown resisting with their lips pursed after losing their arms.
Then, they were shown being pulled out of a male toilet with their eyes rolled back after losing their limbs.
Finally, they were shown being played with until their uterus prolapsed. After a large mass of fat was pulled out of her buttocks, the dazed and infatuated
faces—one familiar face after another—shocked Wenzi. Ai Liaosha, one of the
Seven was on the first page of this album. Her golden hair was stained with large clumps of thick white semen, the
kind of fluid a human couldn't possibly ejaculate. One of her eyes was blinded, and the other eye socket was being
pulled open with steel needles. In her terrified expression, a long, black penis pierced her genitals.
On the next page, Olushia, one of the Seven and a wielder of the artifact. Beneath her bright red and black evening gown,
her long legs, comparable to her own, had disappeared, replaced by three or four bandages binding her thighs.
Two steel needles, over 20 centimeters long, pierced the red spots on her tender breasts. Her black hair ornaments were submerged in
a sea of red hair as a man grabbed her head, her eyes rolling back, and swallowed her penis. On the next page, she saw
someone she knew. Her short white hair fell loosely over her face, which had been ruined. Luo Yue's small and cute
body had been turned into a professional masturbation device. Luo Yue, who had lost her limbs, had
her neck pulled by a collar and chains. Her two nipples, which were pierced by nipple studs, were pulled to the ground, stained with mud and semen. Seeing this, Wen Zi
understood how inhumane she would be treated by this group of people. She breathed calmly, her breasts, still covered by her clothes ,
heaving violently.
"...You might as well just kill me, give me a quick death..."
The man bit his index finger, then, in the next moment, he wiggled his finger, slowly hooking it, caressing Wenzi's
breasts , teasing her nipples through the fabric of her clothes, unbuttoning the top of her shirt one
button at a time. "Luo Yue's crying during her orgasm was so pitiful, you know... I
personally severed her limbs, only using partial anesthesia. Can you imagine how pitiful a little girl
would
look when a chainsaw cut her limbs..." Wenzi's expression changed drastically. If she had been anesthetized when her limbs were severed...
otherwise, the physical pain would have destroyed her will. "You... what do you
want?!"
"Sign here, and you'll retain your dignity. Otherwise, we'll
cut your beautiful head off. If you don't want to lose your mind, obediently sign here, okay? Don't end up
like Jia'er, a mindless sex toy that won't fetch much..."
If Wenzi signs here, she will voluntarily become a sex toy stripped of her human rights. This sounds utterly
absurd; her body will completely belong to the man before her, whether he cuts off her limbs and throws her in
a public toilet as a male sex toy, or throws her in a stable to let the rutting stallions
ejaculate their beastly semen into her vagina. Nothing could change the fact that her shameful private parts would be used as a source of pride and
a prize for victory. A voice inside her kept telling her, "You absolutely cannot sign it.
" "Of course, you can refuse to sign, you can even continue to resist. I believe that with your strength, continuing
to resist might buy you some time… But… I don't know how long Zhong Hangu can hold out. I
remember when I rushed over there, he was almost dead…"
Wen Zi's expression changed several times in an instant. The man in black knew this was the time to take control of Wen Zi's mind.
A willing sex slave, the tightness of her forcibly modified body, and her undeniable value as a plaything…
"Not on the same level. How about it? Sign it quickly. I can even grant you
a meeting with Zhong Hangu or your commander after you've been transformed. Of course, that's after you've satisfied us...
Look at this photo of the artifact user. How excited she was before she was trained! Her boyfriend even joined
us. Now her body is treated like a collectible, receiving nourishment in my office and serving as my
urination container. If you can replace her, then she has no value..."
Familiar figures flashed before her eyes. Wenzi closed her eyes, her beautiful eyelashes trembling restlessly. She
was being blackmailed with the person she loved and the most important thing in her life—the Eastern Ancient Street. What could she do?
Her heart tilted to one side of the scale. If she was destined to lose everything, then the other party's conditions seemed to be the only
option...
"If you agree now, I can guarantee we won't target women in Oriental Ancient Street again
. After all, a good case of 'sex slave training' is enough to help our company grow, and
capturing a woman like you is really difficult..." The man in black glanced at his
companions lying in the flames. If it weren't for his good luck, the fan and the chess piece in the woman's hand would have turned him into
mincemeat. "Alright, I agree..."
Wenzi managed to say these words with great difficulty. Her hand gripped the pen, her face terribly pale. She
knew that when she signed... When she put her name on it, it meant that the agreement was protected by the Central Court.
If she wanted to resist, she would be wanted, and those around her would be implicated. "That's good.
It's best that you understand."
The man smiled and pushed the contract in front of Wenzi. As the pen moved, Wenzi's
name flashed and was imprinted on the agreement. Instantly, a strange attraction held Wenzi's heart
captive . Her body went limp, as if she would offer her most beautiful loyalty at the man's command
. "Now you should know what to do." "Do it, take off your clothes.
There's no need for you to cover your body anymore..."
Wenzi stood up, trembling, and slowly looked at the lewd man in front of her. Her long, form-fitting dress slowly
came off, revealing her smooth, slender thighs to the man. Behind him were many
men dressed in black, exchanging glances and fidgeting with their chins, discussing their opinions of Wenzi's body. The
bra she wore wasn't very thick; through the lace edges, one could see Wenzi's erect nipples. Her thick mons pubis
stretched the panties taut, and from the edge of the underwear... A few dark, oily pubic hairs were visible on Wenzi's exposed skin
, and the tightest, most beautiful flesh of her inner thighs clenched and rubbed
together. The man stepped forward, swallowing hard. If it weren't for the unusual circumstances, he would have loved to release
all his passion and desire into this beautiful body immediately. Supporting Wenzi's trembling body
, a collar symbolizing livestock was fastened around her fair neck. At this moment, the female chess player completely
lost her dignity and became this man's sex slave
. Wenzi's expression seemed resigned. She had thought she had found the light in her life. But looking at
her naked self, Wenzi's heart wavered.
She had heard about the transformation process of the livestock club. Before being transformed and trained into a sex toy for
men , she had to undergo several days of physical training.
"Where...are you taking me?...Could you...transport me by car...don't leave me like this..."
"Of course not. Having your body admired and evaluated by everyone is part of our job
; it's a form of publicity for our club."
A strange restlessness seemed to stir deep within her. The collar around her neck symbolized Wenzi's current
identity . Residents of the Eastern Ancient Street were already peeking out of their windows.
Whether they were men who had once had affairs with Wenzi, or children who had spied on her body in her rooms
, they all admired this woman's most mysterious place and her snow-white, naked body.
Her long orange hair swayed back and forth on Wenzi's shapely buttocks; the sight alone was enough to make one's mouth dry.
Arriving at the most famous Central Sex Slave Square in the Eastern Kingdom, the group escorting Wenzi gradually stopped.
Looking at the crowd that had gathered around her, Wenzi's heart pounded strangely.
In fact, her body was gradually reacting.
The powerful gazes of those around her were scrutinizing her body. They were staring intently at her
pert breasts, savoring them; they were watching her genitals, licking their lips.
This gaze made Wenzi almost imagine herself, limbs severed, hanging
beside the animal statues in the central square, becoming a toilet for men to vent their lust.
"No…don't look at me like that…"
"Animal prides itself on being admired by men. It seems my dear Miss Wenzi doesn't yet possess
a proper 'giant.' Your figure is very tall; these near-perfect lines, with a little more
training, will surely give men considerable pleasure. Speaking of which, breasts and thighs like these are truly
enviable and infuriating."
The man smiled, his fingers gently pressing on Wenzi's breasts, his fingertips following the crowd's gaze to
her nipples.
Wenzi turned her head away, uttering a soft, defiant murmur. Shyness, anger, disgust, and tension—
a myriad of emotions were fully displayed on this alluring body through her expressions and subtle movements.
"Such firm and elastic breasts... big and full... very firm and elastic. If you cut off the flesh from these
breasts and sold them, they would definitely fetch a good price."
Playing with Wenzi's pair of large breasts, not only the man in black, but also several other men behind him took off their
pants and gradually came up.
"Now you are no longer a free person. You are my livestock, an animal waiting to be trained by me
. How about it? Is this feeling novel to you?"
"No... no... I... I definitely won't feel excited..."
"Stand up, stretch out... and then hold onto the flesh statue. Raise your head and stick out your
ass !"
"In
the central sex slave square, which is also the livestock square of the ancient Eastern street, the three most prominent statues here are based on the three women
who sacrificed themselves for peace in the mythology of the ancient Eastern street ."

They, too, had lost their limbs. Their empty eyes, transformed into mere sex toys, still clung to
their ideals of peace, diligently serving one man after another with their tender orifices, until they completely
lost consciousness.
The three bronze statues were built entirely according to their physical proportions, even their
anuses and uteruses, altered and played with by men to the point of prolapse, were depicted without any concealment.
Every time Wenzi passed by, she would see many men masturbating to these three statues…
“…I…I understand…Don’t forget your promise…otherwise…I will definitely not let you go
!”
Wenzi stood up, her slender neck gently lifting her body, her willow-like, long, and slender
figure slowly supporting the bronze statues before her.
At this moment, their gazes seemed to transcend time and space. Wenzi could completely understand
the feelings in the women's eyes when they were transformed into sex toys—a look of shame, anger, tension, and helplessness.
The bronze statues seemed to be telling her, “Let them have their way from now on.”
Her breasts, as large as small hills, looked alluring, but as she lay down, they swayed and pressed against
the face of the animal sculpture. More and more men gathered around. Several regulars even boldly
pulled down the women around them couldn't help but cover their mouths, but seeing Wenzi's appearance, they also
became aroused, and their hearts stirred with other thoughts.
"It seems that your body satisfies everyone very much. Not only men, but even women
resonate with your charm? It seems that we can get a few more willing sex toys today..."
"No... don't do anything to them..."
Her beautiful head, flushed with shame and indignation, shook violently. For some reason, the humiliation of being watched by acquaintances was more nerve-wracking for Wenzi than the humiliation of being trained as a sex toy and being frantically raped by men in
her mind .
If she could, she would even want to be executed right here and now.
That way, even if they did anything to her body, she wouldn't have to endure so much...
The next moment, a hand pressed down on the curve of her buttocks, and the man in black grabbed Wenzi's arm,
pressing her upper body down hard, so that her buttocks could be fully raised.
The thick male penis slid down between Wenzi's anus and vagina, and the emptiness in her lower body actually
made Wenzi's body gradually react, and she let out a whimper. She bit her lower lip.
"Ugh...you...okay...hurry up...hurry up and finish all this...if you're going to insert it, just insert it quickly..."
"No rush~ Now it's not just me who's going to do it with you..."
As he spoke, the two men stepped forward.
When the smelly, huge, black penis covered with semen popped out of her underwear, it slapped heavily on Wenzi's face.
The smell, color, width, and heat immediately made Wenzi's face turn panicked.
And the penis rubbing against her round buttocks behind her did not let her body go.
The leader, a dark-faced man, slapped her hard on the buttocks. The sound of her buttocks slapping
, the fleshy sway of her plump hips, and the soft moans that gradually escaped Wenzi's lips
excited the onlookers.
Several women, clinging to the men beside them, allowed their hands to reach their crotches.
The group led by the man in black was distributing flyers. Several women hesitated, looking at the contents of the flyers
as if writing something down, then shyly pursed their lips and, tilting their heads back, put on the
same collars as Wenzi.
The next moment, two long, dark penises were placed in Wenzi's mouth.
From the moment the thick glans entered her mouth, Wenzi could barely breathe. She could only tilt her
head rubbing her nose against the man's pungent pubic hair, while simultaneously feeling her vagina being slowly parted
.
From the burning heat of her lips being pressed against his to the way his thick, terrifying, and ferocious penis was slowly spreading
through her vagina, it felt as if a straight, firm penis was piercing through Wenzi's entire body.
It was like being pierced by a legendary weapon. Wenzi's body involuntarily straightened, perhaps due to a woman
's innate lust, her body swaying sensually a few times. She then completely accepted the forceful thrusting.
Taking a deep, greedy breath, the leading man in black, pinching her full, upturned buttocks, turned his body slightly to
the side, and shouted at the people behind him.
"Did you all see that? This is a woman! A lewd woman! Our lewd Miss Wenzi
will reappear here in a week, and she will surely make you feel unprecedented beauty
and sexiness. We will post Miss Wenzi's daily training progress on posters in the very
center ! If you want to bid for this beautiful body, you can contact us anytime! Of course, we also
welcome women with lewd bodies like Miss Wenzi to accept our training. Perhaps your bodies
are more valuable for training than this meat livestock that has already lost its human rights."
Wenzi twisted her head in grief and indignation. This man had not spared the women of
Oriental .
She understood that she was just bait, a leader, a deceived woman.
She felt as if her throat had been opened, and that thick thing, ignoring her teeth's
biting, fiercely thrust into her throat.
In that instant, Wenzi's body became weak.
She couldn't even resist.
At this moment, she thought of the masturbators in the album who had been trained into meat appliances and lost their limbs.
Is this what it feels like to become a masturbator?
…The glans of his penis slid in and out of her throat, creating a surprising passage.
At this moment, Wenzi was being pushed and shoved by two men, one in front and one behind. One arm was
held down by the man thrusting into her mouth, while the other was being pulled by the man behind her.
She couldn't give up… she couldn't fall into depravity… she absolutely couldn't surrender like this. If she surrendered here now
, more women would think it was exciting, just like her…
Wenzi's eyes darted around; she felt her wanton body attracting more and more attention
.
No… don't look at me… don't look at me anymore… please… don't look at me… Waaah
…
Wenzi's eyes were pleading.
But such pity only aroused the men enjoying her body.
The forbidden bud released fresh honey water as the man's thick penis thrust in and out. The man in black deliberately spread
one of beautiful legs apart and hoisted it onto his shoulder—a move only
a woman like Wenzi, who exercises regularly, could do.
"See? This is what Miss Wenzi looks like after becoming a sex toy! This beautiful leg will be auctioned off in the square
in ! Any man who applies to become a member of our club will be eligible
to bid on this beautiful leg. As for women, they must fill out an application to voluntarily become sex animals, giving up their human rights to become our training objects! We will make you feel the same pleasure as Miss Wenzi. Look at the juice in this cunt
; this proves how excited Miss Wenzi's body is right now." No excitement... not at all... um... how can I be excited... this man is talking nonsense ... please, please don't believe these things... ah... Wenzi swallowed the man's penis, which had been thrusting in and out of her throat for over a minute . Her body was already feeling the initial suffocation, but the adrenaline was allowing her to continue serving. The next moment, the man pressed Wenzi's head down, his monstrous penis erupting from her throat, releasing a torrent of semen. The volume of semen was comparable to that of an animal or wild beast, and the man's growls terrified Wenzi. She had never been so tortured, not even when she was with the Commander or during sex with that other man. Gushes of semen gushed not only from Wenzi's mouth but also from her nostrils. The semen in her throat traveled down her esophagus and trachea into her lungs and stomach, bringing her a burning, suffocating sensation. The intense urge to cough only made Wenzi press her throat tighter against the opening of the penis, which in turn caused the man to ejaculate even more semen into her body. And this wasn't the end. At this moment, Wenzi felt something touching the upper part of her already abused and ravaged vagina—her anus… Was this place, never before used, about to be used ? No…only there…please…not such a dirty place…please don’t use it… uh…ah… Unsure if anyone heard her inner cries, Wenzi only felt her anus being forcibly forced to bloom. First, something about the thickness of a finger, the originally tight opening of her vagina, brought her pain comparable to the loss of her virginity . “Ahhh…wooo…wooo…” At this moment, Wenzi no longer had the strength to resist the thing . The penis inside her vagina suddenly pushed her body forward forcefully. As she served that penis with her throat congested , she no longer felt the nausea of wanting to vomit; she only unconsciously writhed, as if her vagina had truly become another sex toy. And her anus was already wet with the man’s saliva and fingers. The next moment, the man who had been thrusting into her lips pulled his penis out with a "pop," and a large amount of semen gushed from Wenzi's mouth and nose. Wenzi, now completely exhausted, resembled a listless lump of flesh with her eyes rolled back, a fertilized sow in a state of lethargy. In the square, a girl, probably only ten years old and seemingly innocent, held her mother's hand. The mother, carrying a handbag in one hand and two signed contracts in the other, trembled as she looked at the woman in the square, who was gushing with vaginal fluid and semen. "Mommy, what happened to that woman?...Mommy, what's wrong with you?... " "It's nothing, nothing... " " "What was that thing that uncle brought over for you to sign?... " " It's something that will make us, mother and daughter, as excited and beautiful as Miss Wenzi... Good girl... Believe in Mommy... We will definitely be happy... Mmm..." The next moment, as the man behind Wenzi hugged her tightly, she felt another thick, erect penis, comparable to the one inside her vagina, thrust forcefully into her. "Ah, no..." Her pleas and resistance received no mercy; the untouched flower was forcibly ripened. The monstrous dragon pierced Wenzi's anus, and the sensation of her previously untouched, shameful place being instantly enjoyed by a man made her urge to urinate almost uncontrollably. Her anal muscles hadn't even had time to adjust before they began to accommodate the man's thrusting penis. Due to the unique anatomy of women, Wenzi quickly felt that monstrous thing about to expel its murky . "I...I will never forgive you...ah...ah...uh...ah..." "Dear and lovely Miss Wenzi, whether you forgive or not is no longer up to you. Look at how many women have willingly become our test subjects and auction items because of your lewd appearance. Do you know that just this one performance has brought us over 100 new female members? Seven are ten years old, 40 are twenty years old, and the rest are all under 40! My God! There are even two eight-year-old girls! I really look forward to seeing you all together as our sex toys for sale..." Wenzi's throat was filled with intermittent sobs. Her hands were tightly held, and two bodies were thrusting against her with their penises, her beautiful legs spread apart like a frog's, hanging between the two men. Her lewd juices and two overburdened vaginas had grown to sizes beyond those of ordinary women, like loose vaginas after childbirth, piercing and widening. The next moment, Wenzi felt as if a rift had opened in the space between her legs, and two penises piercing her body brought her to the brink of mental collapse. Hot semen erupted inside her. Wenzi's eyes weakly scanned her surroundings. The men seemed to have already ejaculated considerably upon seeing her lewd behavior, and many women had signed contracts to become her slaves because of their wanton appearance. She even saw a seven-year-old girl skipping and jumping as she signed a contract. The circular opening was being pulled wantonly, the collar around her neck gleaming silver, and a jet of clear fluid spurted from her wanton vulva. A mournful cry that drew everyone's attention caused all those witnessing the scene to cover their mouths.

After the climax and being ejaculated inside, Wenzi seemed to briefly regain her composure. But the next moment,
her lips were gagged and fixed in place, leaving her only able to whimper helplessly, drooling.
Her beautiful, clear yellow hair was firmly held back at her neck, and this lewd appearance even
reminded of women about to be beheaded.
She knew she was a sinner, a sinner who had brought debauchery to the ancient street of the East.
If she could, she would quickly atone for this sin with her body.
Wanting to pray for something, Wenzi slowly knelt before the bronze statue of the beast, two lines of clear tears streaming down her face.
However, the floor was already completely covered with her own vaginal fluid, and the semen the man had ejaculated inside her was flowing down her
thighs and her constantly opening and enjoying the afterglow of her vagina, clung to her ankles.
The next moment, Wenzi lost consciousness, and when she woke up, she was in a magnificent
Western-style building.
Her location seemed to be a cell, but the cell's decoration was not like a dungeon at all, but
rather like the boudoir of a noblewoman.
The gag on Wenzi's mouth caused a tearing sensation to her lips and tongue, as if she hadn't had any moisture in a long time .
Her hands and feet were still tied to the four corners of the bed
.
The white gauze curtains were like veils for concealing her shame and flirting.
On the chair next to her, the scarred-faced man had been waiting for her to wake up.
"Oh... you're only waking up now? Lovely Miss Wenzi, no, I should call you Animal Number One
. From now on, everything you have belongs to me. First, I'll give you the routine oral sex for training
, and then the holy water. You'll be very happy after being unconscious for two days without a drop of water..."
From the next room, the sounds of men training women, whips
, women's cries, and the sounds of flesh colliding during penetration could be heard.
These sounds seemed to have made Wenzi's body and hearing more sensitive due to the special environment.
The man in front of her slowly removed the gag from Wenzi, and Wenzi, who had regained her senses, gritted her teeth and asked...
"You... how many people did you arrest?!"
"The final count is over 1000 people! There are over 1000 male members!
There are 13 women under the age of ten, over 70 women under the age of twenty, and the rest are between 20 and 40 years old. Besides you,
I also found a few with good flesh... Did you hear that? This voice is the first batch that needs to be trained. When those
young girls see their parents, I believe it will be quite a sight!"
Wenzi's trembling voice cried and cursed
, "Bastards! You bastards... Look at what you've done! If you bastards promised me!
Only my body... why did you have to involve so many people?! Why?!"
Faced with Wenzi's questioning, the man's expression lost its playful smile and became cold.
"Meat Beast Number One, this isn't the attitude you should have. Let me teach you what true obedience is!"
The man's penis exuded an irresistible masculine aura. Pressed against her by such a penis, Wenzi
could only furrow her brows and eyes, turning her head away, her face flushed with shame as a form of resistance. But at this moment, her
lips were already fixed in place, both her teeth and lips making way for the penis, opening a
wide avenue leading to her throat. Sometime during this time, these perverts had changed into black stockings. Her two
beautiful legs, bound by black stockings, struggled wildly on the chains, each wriggling requiring tremendous effort.
The chains binding her waist and hands were firmly nailed to the bed frame, and the energy within her body was also imprisoned.
Her throat, the last line of defense, trembled uneasily.
The next moment, all that could be seen was the scarred-faced man kneading Wenzi's face with his two testicles.
That alluring face that men admired was now being squeezed by his filthy penis and scrotum. Her lips weren't kissing
her lover's lips and tongue, but rather the filthy penis of the man who had become her master.
"If you cooperate with me now, I can exclude all those under ten from these
lists ." Dozens of lists bearing information about the ancient Eastern Street appeared before Wenzi's eyes. The man stroked his
penis, drops of pre-ejaculate dripping onto the lists. Wenzi, whose oral sex had been loosened slightly,
could only grit her teeth.
"You... what do you want me to do..."
"Like a slave, call me master and faithfully offer your body!"
Wenzi's eyes darted around, filled with fear of the future and the present. The man, however
, didn't hesitate to unleash his desire for conquest.
Beside Wenzi's snow-white arm were dozens of lists of girls she knew.
How many more times would this man use these lists to threaten her? What would she become?
Involuntarily, Wenzi's heart began to tremble, a strange desire gathering in her abdomen.
The scarred man seemed to have discovered something that thrilled him. He gently lifted
the snow-white skirt between Wenzi's beautiful legs, revealing black stockings already soaked with her juices.
"Meat Slave Number One...you...are you wet?"
"Yes...yes...Master...please grant me...grant me your holy water...I...I will use
my mouth...to clean your penis to the perfect state for training this slutty sow..."
Every word was difficult to utter. Wenzi's eyes were
empty orange-red hair was coiled behind her head like dyed snowflakes, sexy and alluring
. At this moment, the man's penis gently touched Wenzi's lips.
Wenzi couldn't help but recall the scene of her first kiss on a man's penis.
Her face turned strange, her breath became rapid, and her expression became incredibly erotic and alluring.
That deep, moving, and pitiful gaze could awaken a man's most primal lust.
At this moment, Wenzi resembled a woman who had resigned herself to her fate. Slowly, she extended her tongue, sucking the fluid secreted from the glans with
her lips. Her eyes shifted from dazed to confused, then to an
indescribable complexity.
How…how could it be so big…is this the thing that just gave me an orgasm in front of those people…I
remember such a penis not only being inserted into my vagina, but also into my anus, my mouth…
so much semen…even if I don't do anything now…I'll get pregnant when I get back, won't I? …And if
I'm trained to be a sex slave…what kind of child will a lewd woman like me give birth to…?
For some reason, Wenzi seemed like a different person at this moment.
Just moments ago, she had been resisting and loathing the intrusion of the penis, but now she was like a wife offering her body to her husband,
sucking every inch of his penis with her lips and tongue.
Gradually, the penis entered her throat, and the familiar sensation made it impossible to distinguish between disgust and pleasure, leaving only
subconscious throbbing and surrender. Every sob was for the pleasure of the penis, not for
the adaptation .
Wenzi's eyes were incredibly seductive at this moment, which seemed to be a unique characteristic of her most wanton body, and this was how she
would behave when she aroused such lust.
"Ugh...you bitch in heat...just giving my penis oral sex makes you like this...I really want
to play with you a few more times before I sell you...ugh..."
"Yes...yes...please, Master...please...give me...give me your holy water...please...
I want more...ugh..."
After spitting out the penis, Wenzi nervously looked at the penis that was stroking her.
Every vein on the penis was slowly writhing and throbbing.
The man's hand moved with increasing intensity, and Wenzi saw
a look of satisfaction and enjoyment on the scarred man's face as his penis was already aimed at her nose.
She knew what she had to do.
Wenzi slowly opened her mouth as wide as possible, like a urinal, to receive the man's spray of
urine.
The yellow, foul-smelling urine arced through her mouth, hissing as her tender, red
tongue swirled around the yellow liquid.
Occasionally, urine would splash from her mouth onto her face.
She didn't want to taste the urine, but something about it seemed
unbearable for Wenzi, who was on the verge of losing her mind.
But then, the man suddenly gripped his erect penis and sprayed.
The urine cascaded down Wenzi's face, into her eyes, down her collarbone, and even stained her beautiful
hair.
"Ah...no, no, no, it's spraying out of my mouth...uh...uh..."
At first, she could still make whimpering sounds, but when the urine accumulated to a certain extent, unable to swallow
, she could only open her mouth wide, feeling the increasing depth and weight of the urine.
After a moment, the man looked at Wenzi with satisfaction, her eyes rolling back as she opened her mouth and stirred the urine with her tongue
. When Wenzi knew that the man had finally finished urinating, she looked down at him with a helpless gaze filled with pleading and
longing .
"Do you want to drink it?"
Wenzi nodded; she knew this was the only thing she could do.
"Slowly."
Each choked sound in her throat meant that the man's urine had entered Wenzi's stomach.
Her snow-white breasts were now being torn open by the man, and each swallow made her two large breasts tremble
up and down .
Seemingly disliking that his penis was still covered in urine, the man used these two delicious breasts
to thrust , thus cleaning his penis. Wenzi, panting heavily after swallowing all the man's urine, felt the stench
of urine rise from her stomach with each breath , lingering in her mouth. She tried to swallow, but her throat only grew drier. "Please...please, Master...please don't forget...please, Master..." "Of course, these names are no longer valid from now on. And I'm very satisfied with your training. So what should we do next? How about this: if you show me expressions and behaviors that satisfy me during the next training session ...I'll remove ten more names from the list, how about that?" A glimmer of hope for redemption appeared in Wenzi's eyes. If her body could bring freedom to the women of the ancient Eastern Street, then she was willing to completely dedicate this body to the devil. "Good master?... Please... Wenzi's body is willing to be completely given to you?... Whether it's my breasts or my beautiful legs... if master wants to take them... Wenzi is willing to loyally offer herself to you, mmm..." At this moment, the scarred man knew there was no need to chain Wenzi up. He preferred a flesh slave who willingly offered her body, rather than a masturbation device forced to have her limbs removed. A meaningful smile appeared on his face. After unlocking the chains and removing the gag, Wenzi slowly knelt down behind the man, rubbing her beautiful face against his trouser leg, offering herself with a fawning expression like the most loyal female dog. The man then used the chain to fasten the ring around Wenzi's neck, and walked out of the cell, making Wenzi crawl and kneel on the ground like walking a female dog in heat, passing through all the cells. In the cells, women were undergoing preliminary physical modifications, which were simply the man using his penis to satisfy these women in heat. When Wenzi saw the door open to the bewildered little girls, she felt her sacrifices had been somewhat rewarded, and her loyalty grew even stronger. She even rubbed her face against the scarred man's shoes in a fawning manner. The innermost cells of the prison seemed to be the rooms storing torture instruments. Seeing the densely packed and dazzling array of various execution methods, even though Wenzi had some preparation for her fate, she still couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. Were they going to cut off her arms and legs now? Would he sell her legs... and who would he sell her breasts to? Would he pierce her nipples with this needle first? Or would he just cut off her breasts entirely? These thoughts excited the submissive female animal on the ground. Perhaps she really did have the potential to become a sex slave and a masturbation aid. Wenzi couldn't help but think this. She looked up and saw a row of portraits of women turned into masturbation aids at the junction of the ceiling . Each of them wore a dazed, post-orgasmic expression, their drooling faces sensually suggestive… Would she, too, be trained to be photographed and left in this room like them? And who would be the next to see her picture? Wenzi's body began to tremble, her beautiful legs straining with the urge to urinate. When the man returned, his cart was laden with items. Two thick, thin tubes, each about three meters long, connected at one end to a white, alcohol-smelling liquid container, while the other held a red, oily liquid. What did they intend to do with these liquids on their bodies?

"Come sit down and spread your legs. To train you into a proper masturbation sleeve, I need to clean your body
first . But washing your body with ordinary water probably won't satisfy my lovely
Miss Wenzi..."
"Yes...yes...Wenzi's lewd body can't be cleaned with ordinary things...
Master...Master, are you going to use these things to wash Wenzi's body?"
After giving the man a satisfactory response, several more lists of volunteers to become sex slaves were torn to shreds by the man. Wenzi
's face was full of shame and anger, but she dared not show any dissatisfaction.
The man introduced the items on either side:
"This one is strong liquor, this one is chili oil. One is to fill your filthy anus, and the other is to fill
your soon-to-be-modified flesh hole..."
"These...are they all going to be injected into Wenzi's body...I'll...I'll die...Ugh...
Master ...you...do you really have to...or Master, you can play with me a few more times...I..."
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and sit down! I can't wait to see you begging me with all this stuff
in your mouth..."
"Yes...yes, Master..."
The chair seemed to sense Wenzi's physical state. Wenzi closed her eyes and leaned
back , enjoying a moment of peace. But this was destined to be futile. Once her hands and feet were bound again
, all her twisting and resistance only served to catalyze her body's sensitivity. Two thick tubes, one
mercilessly inserted into her flesh hole, the other aimed at her anus, roughly
connecting
"Ah, Master...ugh...inside...it's in...the tube is already inside Wenzi's body..."
"...
A thin, cold thing began to wreak havoc inside her body, like an ice pop suddenly being inserted
. Wenzi's uterus and vagina began to contract wildly, as if she had already sensed the impending crisis. The man smiled,
seemingly not intending to stay with Wenzi any longer. He kissed Wenzi's face, which still maintained a normal expression. "
Remember...all the liquid used for this enema must be kept inside your body. If I come tomorrow
and find the milliliters expelled from your body are incorrect, then
lick up everything that sprayed out of your body with your mouth..."
"Ah...Master...I have to carry this liquid for a day...Wait...wait a minute..."
Before Wenzi could finish speaking, her body was turned around by the enema device. The fully intelligent metal chair once again
fixed Wenzi's thighs and calves in position, her black-stockinged legs divided into an M shape, incredibly sexy. Several tentacles
extended out and inserted the specially developed anal plug that prevented any gas from moving.
At that moment, a torrent of fluid surged into Wenzi's body from her anus.
Although Wenzi's body reacted immediately. Fortunately, it started with ordinary water,
and a large amount of honey-like fluid seeped out from her moist anus. Wenzi couldn't help but start moaning beautifully.
Was this an enema? An ordinary enema was more comfortable than she had imagined... at least
much more comfortable than when those men roughly took her virginity... Unlike hot ejaculation, the clear water
flowed continuously in her anus and buttocks, while the anal plug conformed to the structure of her lower body, preventing a single
drop from spilling out...
Watching the dirty stuff being absorbed by the clear water, Wenzi felt a subtle excitement, and a shy expression
appeared on her face.
She thought of how the Commander and that man had wanted to use this cave of her body, but she had
politely refused... because she thought it was too dirty... and now she was being made so comfortable by a machine. If only
she had given it away back then...
"I didn't let you in back then, and now others are getting the benefit... Commander... I'm sorry... I really
am a slutty woman, after all, I've been with so many people behind your back... I'm sorry... Ahhh?...
So comfortable...?... Really so comfortable... That person made Wenzi's body slutty?... This
chair is making my body excited... What else will they do to Wenzi... Commander?...
If only you could see me slutty right now...?"
In the empty room, Wenzi finally spoke her heart, each word of longing and lewd talk
turning into arousing moans.
And that wasn't all; the initial cleaning process involved two plug-like objects sucking on Wenzi's
large breasts, seemingly trying to expand her nipples and draw out milk. The increasing
suction , the slight pain and swelling, made Wenzi's body even more sensitive. As the clear water flow ended,
the liquid leading to her anus seemed to change color, the clear white turning into a murky dark black. Upon closer inspection, it was
actually a trace of the scent she had previously encountered, already beginning to darken—red oil emanating from the jar! And it was
extremely spicy red oil!
At this moment, Wenzi began to struggle uncontrollably.
What would happen if this oil entered her body?!
Unlike the water that had been rinsing her, the red oil sprayed into her anus immediately made Wenzi's body
stiffen.
"Ah!!! Wait!! No no!!! Don't come in!!!! What is this!!!! It's so
spicy!! So hot! I'm going to die!!!! Help!!! It's going to break!!!! No!!! Help!!
I'm dying!!! I'm going to die!!!! Kill me!!!! Kill me!!!! Help!!!
I'm going to !!!! My anus!! My anus is gone!! Help————"
In the empty room, the woman straightened her body, her gradually swelling abdomen and buttocks beginning to swell
uncontrollably The swollen, red oil was incredibly stimulating to the flesh; the soul-shaking pain relentlessly gushed into the woman's body with
each jet of water
. Not only that, the red oil seemed incompletely extracted; on the surface were pieces of
chili peppers, cut into the size of fingernails. These incredibly sharp peppers sliced through the tender flesh of her anus, wreaking havoc inside Wenzi's rectum
. The enema plug, which had been holding the acupoints in place, seemed unwilling to be left out, automatically thrusting in and out.
"
Help—help—no—ahhhhhh—"
A heart-wrenching scream erupted from Wenzi's throat; she was now being assaulted by the red oil.
The tearing, burning sensation in her anus brought tears and saliva to her face, her eyelids rolled back unnaturally, and her legs
struggled frantically, only to be firmly locked by metal shackles.
And this wasn't the end. At the same time, the tube connecting to Wenzi's anus began to fill with liquid.
"What is this!!!! No!!!! Please let me go!!!! Ahhhhhh!!
Don't let this stuff stay!!! How can I let this stuff stay in my body for even a day?!!!!
Please!!! It's going to break!!! It's going to break
ahh ... "Kill Wenzi
!!! Please—ahhh—cut off my head or whatever!!! Kill
me—don't pour this stuff into my body anymore!!! Ahhhh, I'm going to die!!!"
This liquid was none other than the finest Daughter's Red wine, a specialty of the ancient Eastern Street. Unlike chili
peppers n't cause excruciating pain; instead, it was cool yet intensely hot. Initially, the sensation upon contact with the flesh
was a tingling coolness, but this coolness quickly transformed into a burning pain. The deepest, most mysterious, and tender parts of the body
began to be invaded by this liquid. The red oil, flowing down her rectum like a fountain, gushed out
and swelled uncontrollably within Wenzi's intestines .
An hour later, the enema ended. With repeated jets of liquid, two plugs were firmly locked into Wenzi
's anus. At this moment, Wenzi felt like a woman eight months pregnant; her abdomen was unnaturally swollen. Her
stomach was a mixture of daughter's blood and red oil. Her uterus had long since expanded to the size of a pregnant woman's, and Wenzi
even felt a tingling, burning sensation in her stomach, indicating that her entire intestines were completely filled with red oil
. Wenzi was no longer able to think; time was merely torture for her. Every minute, every second,
the pain emanating from her body brought tears to her eyes…
One day! To keep these raw substances inside her body for a whole day, if she fainted, the
fluids would definitely leak out. In order to hold these fluids in and avoid a second bout of pain, Wenzi could only
grit her teeth and prevent the juices from flowing out of her body. But the next day,
when the man with the black scar came to see Wenzi again, this charming and sexy woman was already
like . Her big belly was slumped on the chair
, and red and white fluids, seemingly mixed with yellow urine, were gushing from her vulva.
Wenzi only lasted for two hours before she began to collapse. The anal plug and vaginal plug had been flushed to the ground. Her
whole was like a wine glass, with her buttocks and anus facing the ceiling, her eyes already rolling back. "It seems you
didn't manage to keep these fluids inside your body for a whole day!"
"Come on! Lie down on the ground and eat all of this stuff that you've leaked out!"
A bucket of water was poured over Wenzi, which brought her back to some consciousness.
After being injected with several doses of a test-tube monster to forcefully rouse her, Wenzi regained her senses.
Her body instinctively obeyed the man's command, kneeling on the ground. She slowly licked the liquid on the ground with her numb
tongue. Looking at Wenzi's current state, the man slapped her trembling kneeling thighs twice.
The scarred man licked Wenzi's buttocks, clicking his tongue and saying, "Now your
body has the right taste for a female slave. Next, I'll mark you as one. Today's enjoyment
won't be less than yesterday..."
Wenzi's eyes were initially clouded before gradually clearing. She shook her head, seeing the food on the plate on the
floor grow larger, and eagerly began to eat.
"Cherish and enjoy it. This should be the last few times you eat with your hands," the scarred
man said, patting Wenzi's buttocks.
Her orange-red hair was truly stunning, her doll-like white face and neck were
exquisitely beautiful, like works of art. Her full, heaving breasts swayed gently with the slightest movement, her slender arms and
jade-like fingers, her waist without an ounce of excess fat…
The scarred man understood why this woman was so important to the Commander.
His eyes were fixed on her slender legs encased in black stockings.
“How much is the Commander willing to pay for these legs? Do you think we’ll cut them here or…
here…” The scarred man said, rubbing Wenzi’s thighs and knees.
Wenzi trembled slightly. In a daze and instinctively, she said,
“Whatever you say, Master… Master… if you like Wenzi’s legs… Wenzi will offer them to
you…”
Wenzi, swallowing her food, had her chin lifted by the man. The man scrutinized the loyalty in Wenzi's eyes with his pupils
, and after a long while, said with great satisfaction, "Now you are qualified to be a female slave again. I will
cherish one of your two beautiful legs."
"Mmm... thank you... thank you, Master... Wenzi feels so hot..."
The man with the black scar looked at Wenzi at this moment. Wenzi
's body seemed to be on fire.
Her eyes were slightly closed, her hands were stroking her body, and her slender legs were bent on
the ground , as if waiting for someone to violate her.
At this moment, Wenzi couldn't help but have a seductive look in her eyes.
Waves of heat surged through Wenzi's body, especially around her nipples. For some reason, her
snow-white breasts were gathering this heat. Wenzi looked at the man in front of her in confusion, and her hand involuntarily reached for her
nipples. Rubbing her nipples like this in front of a strange man, Wenzi was so ashamed that
she wished she could cut off her nipples and offer them to the man in front of her.
"My nipples...my breasts...Master...Wenzi's body is so hot..."
"The injection I just gave you not only boosted your spirits and provided nutrition, but it also acted as a lactation promoter. Soon
, this part of you will become incredibly plump. Just being full isn't enough to be a qualified sex slave. To become
the best masturbator, you need to have enough milk here..."
Wenzi's naked upper body highlighted her perfect curves, and her snow-white thighs were even more alluring under the black stockings.
Lying on the floor, Wenzi kept twisting her body, and her already full breasts continued to grow larger with her melodious
moans, as if she had truly become a pregnant woman during lactation.
Meanwhile, her equally enormous belly was slowly shrinking, and
more . Lying there, Wenzi's pretty head was slightly tilted to the right, her half-closed eyes filled with a look of utter abandon
. The scarred man admitted that if he didn't need to let her freely develop her ample breasts, he would definitely
pounce on Wenzi and forcefully vent his desires again.
At this moment, Wenzi's chest heaved rapidly, and the two cherry-red nipples on her chest, which were originally only the size of beans
, had swelled to the thickness of a little finger and stood erect.
The erect length, which was originally only about one centimeter, was forcibly stretched to three centimeters.
"Master... my nipples... Master... my nipples... my nipples have become so big... um... my breasts
have also become so hot, as if they have grown a lot bigger..."
Waiting for the effects of the lactation-inducing injection to wear off, the scarred man couldn't wait to kiss the red pillar on her huge
breasts Lying on the ground, Wenzi could only "enjoy" and moan softly, her legs rubbing
together tightly.
The man's hands also searched for the most secret places between Wenzi's legs, probing and teasing the two already explored
and still eroded by different fluids. Her
alabaster skin was stained with various fluids. He kissed down Wenzi's chest
, repeatedly pressing her white but swollen belly. With each press, his
fingers, still exploring her crotch, could feel a gush of fluid.
"Mmm... Master... no, no... my stomach... it feels like everything is going to gush out...
"
His thick, long, black penis entered Wenzi's body again, this time without the same difficulty.
Wenzi got up from the ground, crawling on all fours, her large buttocks raised high, revealing her
plump mons pubis. Her large breasts swayed from side to side. At this moment, she had forgotten her identity. She was merely a woman who wanted to arouse the scarred man's lust in this way . The man felt immense pride and excitement
in training a proud woman into such a loyal slave . The scarred man then took out two rings from his hand. Wenzi's body trembled. She could already see the sharp, needle-like point where the rings overlapped in the middle. Below the rings were two bells, and Wenzi could already imagine the feeling of those bell-adorned rings piercing her nipples. But right now, she was just a sow in heat, eagerly wanting a man's penis to penetrate her still-intact flesh. The scarred man's hand rested on her smooth back, sliding down her beautiful curves to her dilated anus. " Now I'm going to put this on your nipples. You just had a lactation-inducing injection, so your nipples will be very sensitive , but the numbing effect in other areas will still have some effect… I believe all that strong liquor and red oil this night should have made your body used to the pain. Right now, you're just a sow indulging in sensual desires." Wenzi gritted her teeth, her body trembling and agitated. She involuntarily lowered her body further, her two large breasts even rubbing against the ground, her buttocks raised higher, her black stockings… Panting, she gasped , "Yes... ah... Master... I am your lustful sow. Please completely transform Wenzi's body into a suitable sex toy for you... My nipples can't take it anymore..." Wenzi's body trembled as she welcomed the man's entry, her mouth emitting alluring moans. At this moment she was fully enjoying the pleasure of intercourse with the man, experiencing the thrill of being conquered while lying beneath him in this position. Her weak body swayed back and forth with the man's movements. The man's hands had already reached Wenzi's breasts , tightly gripping the edges of her nipples with two huge steel nails. Although Wenzi tried her best not to notice, her eyes could still see her name engraved on the two huge silver rings. Her body trembled slightly, and the next moment, there were two "plop" and "plop" sounds. It wasn't the sound of thrusting , but rather the sound of the steel nails piercing through her nipples and overlapping them. "Ah... um..." The cherry-red flesh on her nipples was instantly squeezed into a bulging ring. At this moment, endless pleasure transformed into a surge of heat from her nipples, causing Wenzi's lower body to gush out another stream of fluid. "Just like that, you've already orgasmed? That won't do—" The man pulled out his penis, which had been wildly pounding inside Wenzi's body. Drops of fluid dripped from his penis; the beautiful woman beneath him had been trained into a wanton slut. This kind of training allowed the man to obtain endless pleasure with a clear conscience. "Open your legs as wide as you can! A slutty sow like you! You should have one on your clitoris too !" Wenzi gritted her teeth, not expecting that after her nipples were penetrated, her vagina wouldn't be spared either. She could only cooperate with the man, trying her best to say things that would excite him. "Wenzi is a slutty sow. A slutty sow exclusively for the master. Everything Wenzi has belongs to the master. Please, master , hang a genital ring on Wenzi's cunt, a symbol of Wenzi's loyalty..." Upon hearing this, the man thrust his penis deep into Wenzi's body again, injecting all his life essence into her body amidst her moans. Wenzi's body went limp, curled up like a shrimp on the ground. When the scarred man's penis was pulled out of her body, it brought out a large amount of mixed fluid. The monstrous penis was pressed against her still panting lips. The next moment, the man pressed the genital ring against Wenzi's genitals, which were still flowing with his semen. When the two ends of the genital ring were closed, Wenzi's body straightened from a curled-up shrimp shape. A trace of blood still flowed from her nipples, and the next moment, a ring was hung on her genitals. The clitoris, stimulated externally, instantly swelled and became engorged with blood. As if receiving a wave of pleasure , Wenzi's vagina continuously gushed the fluid stored within her abdomen. "Ahhh" and "plop" sounds emanated from Wenzi's throat and vagina, accompanied by muffled groans. Wenzi, with her orange-red hair, lay limp on the ground, convulsing. Her once bare, snow-white skin was now stained with large patches of red fluid gushing from her anus. Her once jade-like fingers limply clawed at the ground. Her rounded lips parted, her tongue lolling out, and her face drooped relaxed, as if she had just reached orgasm.

The woman, having undergone several rounds of intercourse, rolled her eyes. Her
round, upturned buttocks bore the marks of a man's thrusts, several deep red handprints etched on her delicious flesh. Her
large, watermelon-sized breasts drooped to the ground, two bells at the nipples jingling faintly.
A clitoral ring, locking her clitoris, was embedded at the entrance to her vagina, seemingly inviting
guests into this body about to be ruined.
She strained to arch her buttocks, gushing from her vagina and bladder. Her long, beautiful legs lay prone on the ground like a frog
. The tender flesh at the base of her thighs trembled incessantly, the area tightly bound by black
stockings filthy, even torn and transparent from the friction.
A collar-like ring around her snow-white neck faintly gleamed; the dark-faced man knew this was
a sign that the animal was nearing the limit of excitement and consciousness during her training.
A trolley was pulled over, and the dark-faced man lifted Wenzi onto it.
Under the gaze of all the women in the cells, this celebrity of the ancient Eastern Street looked like a lump of rotten flesh,
her face still bearing the excited, rolling-eyed smile of her past.
Many women's training and transformation progressed even ahead of Wenzi's. They painfully rubbed their
nipples , and like Wenzi, they already had nipple rings and genital rings pressed on them, symbolizing their impending amputation.
In several rooms where screams were heard, red blood had already flowed into the grooves of the floor, and many
girls trembled, unable to imagine
what the women who had entered this club before them had gone through.
"It seems your body is even more lewd than I thought, after so many times. I should completely
transform into a qualified sex toy. All the processes will be completed in the next two days. Now you should know
what you're going to experience, right?" As he spoke, the man patted Wenzi's beautiful legs, feeling the wonderful touch of her leg muscles
, and couldn't help but become excited. "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be in heaven. I'm looking forward to seeing your surprised expression
when you regain full consciousness . Or, you can consider preserving your consciousness before cutting it off~" At this moment, Wenzi had actually regained some consciousness, but because he realized what was about to happen , he could only tremble uncontrollably and let out seductive gasps. The light on the collar around his neck gradually dimmed , and the man noticed this and couldn't help but lewdly chuckle. His hands played with the shiny rings on his nipples. The bells jingled under his touch, causing many of the women in the cells to turn their heads. Some of the women who had already been modified even envied and were jealous of the bells, which were even more lewd than their own, and begged their trainers to give them one too. His nipples, still engorged with blood, refused to shrink. With each surge of excitement stimulating his still bloodshot breasts, Wenzi's body became even more sensitive. His limbs curled up on the cart, and Wenzi even felt as if some kind of heat was gathering . Could it be that he could secrete milk even before he was pregnant? "Your nipples seem a bit unusual. What? Are you trying to produce milk? Perhaps we should give them some more 'training'?" "No...no, Master, I...I'm not pregnant with your child yet, please...please...please ...don't do this..." The man's fingers were playing with Wenzi's nipples, stretching them outwards like a finger joint. Instantly, Wenzi's eyes rolled back even more violently, her expression becoming incredibly lewd. "Ah—I'm going to die—I'm going to die—ahhhhhh!!!!! I'm going to die— " This torment continued until they reached the slaughterhouse, where many women who had already undergone limb amputation were strapped to price tags behind them, tears streaming down their faces. When these women saw a woman like Wenzi being pushed in, they couldn't help but blush, seemingly remembering how they had been brought in. Wenzi, in her hazy consciousness, also met the gazes of these women. Inside were many familiar faces, ranging from young girls to teenagers to voluptuous women in their thirties—all kinds were represented. A seven or eight-year-old girl, her limbs severed, pursed her lips, looking questioningly at the beautiful woman . Her mouth was still sealed, but her limbs were gone, and a sign on her abdomen read "Virgin Sex Toy," priced very high. The teenage girl, whose limbs had been severed, blushed, her vagina still bulging with bright red blood, and a sign on her abdomen read "Visibility Completed." Her price was slightly lower than the loli sex toy ; two long, beautiful legs and the clothes she wore before being trained as a sex toy were displayed on either side. The women in their twenties still had the flush of post-orgasm on their faces. Several sex toys were even being used by men Wenzi seemed to foresee her own fate, unable to meet the eyes of those being used by men. Their beautiful legs, after being cut off, were all placed in front of the auction table and transported to their proper place by trolleys. One by one, the men behind her thrust into the fleshy bodies, their waists supported, marking the texture of the flesh and the tightness . "Are you excited?" The man smiled and stroked Wenzi's face, the hint of seduction in his eyes instantly suppressed. The honeyed orifices that countless people longed for immediately secreted cloudy fluid. Even Wenzi, who had never thought she would receive such treatment, felt a resonance in her body at the sight of so many women's lewd behavior. "You promised me you would release some people..." "Of course~ These were all here before you were chosen and captured. Do you see that little loli? She came with her mother. The mother and daughter were trained to be paired up as sex toys and sold. Moreover , they were sold for an unprecedented high price... Perhaps only a woman like you could sell for the same value ... It's just that their owner is a bit strange, it seems he wants them to participate in tomorrow's sex toy trial meeting as well ..." "A virgin masturbator... Only a perverted man like the master would think of such a thing..." Wenzi forced a smile. The little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, was also put on the cart, and next to her was a woman whose limbs had been severed, her buttocks sticking out like a sow being slaughtered, and her juices flowing out.

At the slaughterhouse in the upper left corner, Wenzi forced her lips to speak.
"Master...you said...if I choose to retain consciousness while undergoing the four-legged severing...could you
release a few more women...I believe...the way I orgasm while my limbs are being severed will definitely help you achieve
better publicity...I will try my best...Livestock...Livestock Number One will try its best..."
The man thought for a moment and spoke to the controller beside him, then nodded to Wenzi: "Of course.
Wenzi, we will record your severing process in its entirety and project it onto the entire Times Square in the Central Court.
Your commander and your lover will both see it."
"No...don't mention them...um...they'll be shocked to see Wenzi like this...
thank you ...thank you, Master...Wenzi...Wenzi doesn't want anything more...now I beg Master to kiss me
, and then cut off Wenzi's legs and arms, okay?...Wenzi is Master's masturbation cup...Master's
sex toy...I don't need these extra things...just my mouth, ass, pussy, and breasts to serve
Master is enough—"
It has to be said that Wenzi was incredibly charming. Wenzi also thought of how she had played such
lewd games with the Commander before, pretending to be trained as a masturbation cup, which had driven the Commander and that other person to their madness...
She never imagined that one day, this role-playing would become real, feeling a man's lips
greedily as she slowly responded to the man's sucking.
At this moment, she had to admit that her heart and body were to be given to this man.
From initial resistance to her current willingness, Wenzi didn't know how she had changed.
A large amount of drug that transformed pain into excitement was injected into Wenzi's body.
When , the man in charge of controlling her drew four cute rings on Wenzi's elbows and between her thighs.
After the laser scan, a "buzzing" sound appeared in Wenzi's ears.
Wenzi's body trembled, but she forced a terrified smile
. "Please...please enjoy Wenzi's current limb amputation...I'm about
to...become a sex toy for my master to use to pleasure his cock...These things are unnecessary for me...It's...it's coming!! Please everyone!!!! Enjoy the whole process of me becoming a sex toy!!!! Ahh ... A cold, hard penis instantly pierced Wenzi's vagina, forcing her to experience repeated orgasms within her secret passage. Not only her vagina, but another hot penis was inserted into her anus; through the membrane, the sensations of heat and cold relentlessly penetrated Wenzi's body. "Ahhh…please everyone…look at me…wait…help…I'm…dying… I can't struggle anymore…Wenzi's body has become a sex toy!! Do you all like it …do you like it…ah…I'm dying…ahhhhh… I'm going to die…" At this moment, her two beautiful legs, still clad in stockings, were skewered like barbecue pieces and placed in front of Wenzi. Wenzi knew that according to this man's plan, her legs would be auctioned off on the third day. She only hoped that her legs could fetch a good price, or be bought by the man she loved... At this moment, Wenzi was truly as wanton as a sex toy, but her body was constantly in a state of being prone to orgasm, and her whole body exuded a lewd smell. Only half of her limbs, bound with straps, her round and perky buttocks , and her two enormous breasts remained. With a bitter smile on her face, Wenzi looked at the man in front of her with rapid breathing. Seeing the satisfied she felt somewhat relieved. "You're so beautiful, my number one sex animal!! If it weren't for the task of being publicly displayed, I would really like to fuck you to death right here." The man's voice made Wenzi tremble, and a smile immediately bloomed on her face: "Wenzi is the master 's masturbation cup...? Now the master has seen it... Is it the best fate for a sow like me to be fucked to death by the master ?... Please satisfy Wenzi, master? Fuck Wenzi to death or let someone fuck Wenzi to death, it's fine?" During Wenzi's fawning, the man suddenly took out several chessboards. Wenzi's body trembled as she looked at the black and white chess pieces she treasured, her heart beginning to waver. Perhaps because of this wavering, the pain from her severed limbs began to take over. "Master—my hands!! My feet!!! It hurts!! It hurts so much!!! Has the drug worn off ?!!! Ah…it hurts so much!!! It hurts so much!!! I'm going to die!!! Ahh, I'm going to die …it hurts so much!! It hurts so much!!!!" A pair of large breasts were firmly locked from the base by a pair of shackles, and something like a toilet plunger was sucking into her two stretched nipples. This plunger seemed to have many steel needles inside, thrusting into Wenzi's nipples . "No—no, no to my nipples!!! Ahhh!! Ah!! I'm going to die!! Help…!! Is it thrusting into my nipples?! No! No! I'm going to die!!! It'll break!! I'm really going to die!! Help… let me die!! Master, let me die!! Ahhh!! Fuck me to death!! Fuck me to death! Hurry up and fuck Wenzi to death, okay? Hurry up and let me be free, okay? Fuck me to death!!" As her nipples were being thrust into, Wenzi's lower body gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid. Looking at the masturbator in front of him, the man took off his pants, and his monstrous penis was inserted into Wenzi's secret hole . He held Wenzi's waist and began to thrust. "Oh, so this is a masturbation sleeve? Wenzi's body seems to have gotten even better. Although it was delicate at first , now it finally feels like a sex toy..." "Yes... Ahhh! Help!! Ahhh!! That's right!!! I'm the master's sex toy?!! I'm a masturbation sleeve now? Fuck me to death!! Master, fuck me to death!! Fuck me!! Fuck me to death?"

"Fuck me to death!! Cut off my nipples... It hurts!! It hurts so much, help!! Ah!! It hurts so much!!"
"Now I'm going to enjoy your body properly, so shut your mouth! These chess pieces will be piled up on your
teeth, so you better watch your teeth! If they dare to fall out, I'll pull out all your teeth. Your
anus is still empty, right? How about I shove five in for every one that falls out?!"
Without giving Wenzi a chance to refuse, the man pressed white chess pieces down on Wenzi's head and piled them into her mouth.
But because of the thrusting motion, the chess pieces quickly fell out.
The man angrily ordered dozens of boxes of black chess pieces to be brought and stuffed into Wenzi's anus one by one.
Wenzi's anus had been played with many times, even though she had only lost her virginity the day before yesterday. First, she was doused in chili oil
and tortured by men, her intestines even being cut open by sharp chili peppers. Now, these chess pieces, which she once
treasured Shame and pain caused her to urinate uncontrollably. One by one, black chess pieces were inserted into Wenzi's anus, forcefully pushing back
against the gushing urine . Wenzi's eyes widened; she felt an indescribable swelling and pain in her abdomen. But all of this became so reasonable with the man's thrusting. Her lower body was torn apart again, her waist twisting constantly, but at this moment, Wenzi had lost all self-control , existing only as a masturbation aid, her vagina welcoming the penis that conquered her master. The connection with her arms and legs had long been lost; her lower body was overflowing like a flood, with semen, vaginal fluid, and even urine constantly leaking out . And the nipples, being penetrated by steel needles, had long reached an extremely sensitive state, turning from cherry red to dark brown, the color of the areola. Wenzi's mouth contained only ten white chess pieces, while her vagina was stuffed with dozens more. She could no longer groan or beg. Now a fleshy rod, Wenzi blinked her eyes, sobbing, unable The chess pieces fell out one by one, and she felt her anus become even fuller. The pieces had even flooded into her rectum, writhing wildly within her intestines. The next moment, a cruel smile appeared on the man's face . As he thrust into Wenzi, his fist struck her abdomen, slamming into the end of her rectum right before her eyes . "Ugh... I'm dying!!! I'm going to die!! Ah !! Thank you, Master!! Thank you, Master, for letting Wenzi die ahh ... A man's unrestrained laughter echoed from the room. "If a masturbator like you gets pregnant, it will definitely be my child! I look forward to the day you give birth! I'll train our child to be a masturbator just like you! Then you and your daughter can do the same work in the meat market!" "Yes... Master... Wenzi will... will give Master a child ... Please, Master, do as you did with me... cut off her limbs and take her virginity... turn her into a masturbator as wanton as her mother..." Wenzi responded to the man, her face contorted with sobs, her expression one of utter despair. She was certain she would become pregnant, but would she even be able to give birth to the daughter the man desired? A handsome man flashed through her mind; Wenzi seemed to have forgotten the feeling of him thrusting , and she couldn't recall the vows they had made. When all the shackles were removed, Wenzi rolled on the ground, her belly swollen. Her two large breasts, with their dilated nipples, acted as brakes, scraping . As her nipples were rubbed against the floor and injured again, Wenzi felt no pain. All the pain was transformed into sexual urges by the aphrodisiac and her irreparable disability. A large amount of water was sprayed onto Wenzi's body. After rinsing, Wenzi's plump body was hung on a bamboo pole and transported by conveyor belt for packaging. "Master...where am I being taken?" "Tomorrow is the third day. Your training process is even better than I expected. I went to great lengths to secretly hide one of your legs, and it seems that both of your arms have also been reserved by the Central Court. The remaining beautiful leg will be filmed tomorrow. And you will appear in the showroom tomorrow." At this moment, Wenzi's body gradually transitioned from a state of passion to calmness, and a specially made plastic suit wrapped around her remaining body. The severed, bandaged remains swayed gently. Wenzi stared at the ceiling, and beside her, another woman, similarly treated, was being packaged on a conveyor belt. Cool droplets of water clung to her slightly heaving chest, reminding Wenzi of her own limbs when they were still intact. A strange impulse began to brew within her. Even from a purely aesthetic perspective, Wenzi was stunning. The bandaged limbs possessed a beauty born of simplicity, while her pert breasts remained rounded, her skin flushed with a captivating rosy glow, even her clitoris was swollen and exposed. Placed in the cargo box, Wenzi couldn't help but strike up conversations with the women around her. She learned that these women weren't just from the ancient Eastern Street; some were willing moths drawn to a flame, becoming sex slaves. They weren't members for the generous rewards, but to transform their bodies into tools for men to discover. A blonde, blue-eyed girl, like Wenzi, had lost her limbs. Her flesh was incredibly delicate , and an S-rank label marked her abdomen. She possessed the beauty of a Western aristocratic girl, and around her neck was a collar similar to Wenzi's. The neckline revealed a large expanse of snow-white skin and half of a rounded breast. It seemed she hadn't undergone nipple dilation, and her slender waist and firm, rounded buttocks were even more alluring under the tight-fitting latex suit . "You…you're also being transported to the livestock plaza tomorrow, aren't you?"

"Ah...you're...you must be Miss Wenzi?...It's nice to meet you...Yes...I volunteered to become
a sex toy. How do I look now? My childhood friend wants me to be like this...He
said he'll buy my body at the climax of the banquet...Just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited...I
...I signed that contract..."
For the person she loves? Wenzi can understand this explanation.
Such conversations continue, the aphrodisiac not yet completely worn off.
Her two peach-shaped buttocks begin to rub against the metal pipe behind her, the alluring
crevice between her thighs barely visible.
Seemingly because of Wenzi's lead, all the sex toys in the carriage display this seductive expression. Having lost
their hands and feet and unable to masturbate, they begin to use anything around them that can rub against their vaginal openings.
This night is neither long nor short.
For the sex toys, these sex toys share their reasons for becoming sex toys
, and Wenzi, influenced by these lewd women, gradually understands the benefits of becoming a sex toy. There
was no need to think about the future; all she needed to do was provide a place for men to vent their desires, accept sex
, urine, and excrement into her body until she was played with until she fainted and died—that was
the meaning of her life.
As the crate opened, Wenzi's face radiated a bright and happy smile. However,
when people saw her, Wenzi's limbs were gone.
This sexy woman's long, orange-red hair extended to her upturned buttocks, and her snow-white skin was
wrapped in a wedding dress like that of a bride.
If it weren't for the thick steel pipes and the dozens of other women with their bodies similarly disfigured
, people would have thought Wenzi was about to be married off.
Her elaborate dress accentuated her slender, soft body, except that her two large breasts were unsupported by
any underwear, with two thick, round nipples protruding halfway up the dress.
At this moment, Wenzi was a princess, a wanton princess, a princess who had already given her body away
.
Before Wenzi lay a beautiful leg, still wrapped in black silk and bound to a metal pipe. When Wenzi
regained her senses, both the sea of people below the square and her own leg filled her with immense shame and indignation.
Wenzi turned her head away shyly. She was now nothing more than a commodity on display, a
sex toy soon to be discovered by men. The numbers jumping on the large screen represented the bids people were making for Wenzi's
limbs
. Wenzi couldn't help but hope for a higher price, hoping her body would fetch an even better
price. "So much...so much? Is my leg worth that much?...What...
why do you want to buy Wenzi's leg?"
At that moment, the man who had corrupted her body and soul reappeared. Wenzi watched him slowly
walk towards her, trembling with fear. What would he do to her in front of so many people?
"Meat Toilet Number One, show everyone your most lewd side! Next, I will demonstrate
how to use a meat toilet! You must cooperate with me in every way! Understand?"
"Yes... Master... I will show everyone the results of your training... Now Wenzi is your tool and toy
for venting... Please everyone watch Wenzi's body... Watch how Wenzi's body is
satisfied and played with by Master..."
Wenzi's voice trembled, but the man with the black scar ignored it all. His hand caressed
between the two holes that Wenzi had once expanded. Her snow-white and smooth buttocks were fully presented to everyone. A light
red mark was instantly imprinted on Wenzi's buttocks. This man was actually whipping Wenzi's
buttocks in public.
"Ah... Master... Ah... So comfortable... Ah... Ah... Whip Wenzi's buttocks until they're raw?"
Waves of numbness came from the whipped buttocks. Pain was nothing to Wenzi anymore;
instead, it aroused her lust.
The repeated, stinging lashes even caused her to moan softly, the sound amplified by the loudspeaker and
carried throughout the square.
The whip was incredibly cruel, not content with just her buttocks, it lashed at her genitals, her repeatedly
ravaged , the whip tip instantly sending spurts of urine
flying from her body.
"Ah…Master…Help…Master…"
Her pretty face flushed, her watery eyes already brimming with the allure of a mature woman. Those who had previously
had affairs with Wenzi or enjoyed her body were now masturbating, simultaneously raising the price.
They could bid not only on Wenzi's body, but also on the method of her training and her ownership
; some men even pervertedly placed large bets on "execution of Wenzi."
She felt waves of strange stimulation emanating from her buttocks. Wenzi knew this was the man's
way of inserting his penis into her body. She tried to straighten her body, unaware that her lower abdomen was being
marked by the man's thick penis.
A faint smile appeared on the man's lips; Wenzi was undoubtedly his
masterpiece . Such loyalty and lewdness would definitely help him capture the hearts of more female sex slaves. Feeling the massive object repeatedly thrusting in and out of her vagina, Wenzi couldn't help but turn her head in a daze, pleading for a kiss
from the man behind her. "Master, would you like to kiss me... Thank you, Master, for kissing the dirty Wenzi... Mmm..." The man kissed Wenzi's lips. At this moment, both the audience below and the sex slaves on either side, enduring the urge to climax , widened their eyes . The sight was too beautiful; it was rare for a processed sex slave to still possess such loyalty . A clear spring gushed from Wenzi's lower body. This method of training actually made Wenzi climax first, her face flushed with two alluring blushes . Wenzi's shy appearance was both cute and sexy. "Master, I'm sorry, I... I climaxed first..." Wenzi's voice trembled. Because she knew that if she climaxed so easily, she would receive a terrible punishment. Her tender skin was as smooth as silk, and now, under the massage of the man's fingers, it became incredibly lewd.

Wenzi's entire body was a vessel for men's gratification. The man pulled his penis out and
forcefully thrust it into Wenzi's anus. Her anus, already stretched multiple times, seemed to understand his intentions
, immediately opening to its fullest extent to meet his thrusts.
The bells on her two large breasts jingled with each thrust, and her breasts were
stretched even longer under his manipulation, the nipples reaching terrifying lengths.
Few could fathom how a woman's nipples could become so thick and long.
Despite possessing such large breasts, and with her lower abdomen being stretched beyond the reach of his penis, Wenzi's figure
remained remarkably good. Her alluring curves resembled those of a young girl, her two large breasts bouncing so violently they seemed to hit
her face.
"Next comes your final training ritual. Your uterus and anus will be played with until
they fall off. Are you ready? Soon you will no longer have a normal woman's body."
Wenzi's body trembled; it could be said that she could never return to a normal woman's life. A forced smile played
on as she responded to the man thrusting into her body
. She watched as four or five men approached, feeling the metal pipe slowly lower. Wenzi knew she was about to
live the rest of her life as a sex toy.
"Yes, Master… I'm ready… My body is willing to be your sex toy… Please destroy my
uterus and anus… Ah… Ah… Ahhh…"
Two streams of tears rolled down her cheeks. Wenzi realized it wasn't just her; dozens of sex toys on either side of her
were also lying flat. Many men pulled down their pants, and the men who had bid high prices at the auction
walked onto the stage, their genitals erect.
Nearly ten penises were pulled out of Wenzi's pants. Wenzi swallowed instinctively
, unsure how these ten penises would be inserted into her body, or how to make her
uterus and anus prolapse completely.
The next moment, she understood.
She suddenly felt as if her anus was being torn apart. The man's hands were prying apart her buttocks
, first with two fingers, then three, relentlessly tearing at her flesh.
"Ah, help! No, no, Master, I'm going to die! I'm going to die! He's going to tear my body apart! He's going to
tear me apart I'm going to die! Ahhh!"
Stimulated, Wenzi's beautiful eyes were filled with a dazed look; shame, pain, and other sensations were too much for her brain
to process .
Her fair breasts swayed with each punch from the man. The dark-faced man's fists repeatedly
pounded deep into Wenzi's anus, as if her rectum was being pulled out.
At the same time, two enormous penises tore open Wenzi's vagina, but
a few drops of bright red liquid could be seen on the ground, flowing out along with her own secretions. While Wenzi was being played with
, the sex dolls around her also began their escort services, their expressions of enjoyment different from Wenzi's. These women
seemed to have never received such training as Wenzi.
Their faces were still full of enjoyment. It seemed that only Wenzi had to endure such a terrifying thing.
"Stop... wait a minute... it hurts... it hurts so much, I'm going to die... kill me... master, kill me...
ahhhhh ..."
Slurping sounds came from Wenzi's lower body. The next moment, the man's hand suddenly pulled out.
Clumps of anal flesh were pulled out by the man's hand like feces.
But this was not the end. The man's penis was inserted into her lower body again, and three thick penises
were squeezed into a small space at the same time, making Wenzi feel as if her lower body had ceased to exist.
Just as Wenzi was about to beg for mercy and die, two more penises were pressed against her eyes, ejaculating
semen. She couldn't see who was manipulating her body; the incredibly hard penises were inserted vertically into Wenzi's
mouth. Her throat, which could only normally accommodate one penis, was now being forced open to its limit by two.
Just as Wenzi was about to lose consciousness, she suddenly felt her prolapsed anus being
pushed back in, but it didn't matter anymore. She couldn't go back. Her consciousness gradually faded, and
scenes time with the commander and her companions from the Eastern Ancient Street
flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern
. But at that moment, Wenzi suddenly felt someone speaking in her ear. She struggled to
rouse herself, only to see the face of a scarred man, a face like a demon's. "Meat Toilet Number One, oh no,
beautiful Miss Wenzi, there are some things you may not know..."
"I promised you those female slaves, I didn't let them leave. On the contrary, because you've reached
that point , the people in the square are enthusiastically participating in our club's welcoming ceremony. Although you may have been
ruined by us, because of your lewd performance, countless women now want to become female slaves and
sex toys like you. How does that feel? Doesn't it feel amazing?"
Wenzi's eyes widened. She couldn't believe that she had given everything and received only deception from the man. Anger and
resentment caused her physical strength and willpower to recover beyond their limits. The man laughed loudly. At this moment, several penises in her vagina simultaneously ejaculated
thick semen. The cervix, which had been fucked so hard it couldn't close, overflowed with clumps of uterine flesh. Wenzi's uterine
flesh was also pulled out. At this moment, the man took some kind of drug and his penis slammed into
Wenzi's anus, which had been pushed back in. The gushing semen made Wenzi feel... After enduring excruciating
pain akin to being given a red oil enema, one man after another ejaculated inside Wenzi's body. A terrifying amount of semen
filled her stomach, and her esophagus, finally gushing out from her nose and mouth.
Night fell, as if everything was about to end at the meat farm. The meat farm club was collecting the still-conscious
sex toys, each one long since rendered incapable of female sexual function. Some of the masturbation toys were beyond
repair, including the mother and daughter who had once fantasized about a happy life, and the girl she had promised
her . Wenzi rolled her eyes, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the
men selecting the still-usable masturbation toys…
Her vagina and anus had simultaneously prolapsed, her limbs weakly trying to support her body, but her large belly and
breasts supported her on the ground. Wenzi was now like a pile of rotten flesh. The dark-faced man then smiled and walked to her side:
"What's wrong? You seem to have something to say?"
"Bastard, kill me...kill me...hurry...please...kill me..."
"I should thank you, because of your existence, our club's reputation has been
recognized and publicized throughout the Central Court. I believe more slutty women will replace you as my masturbation cups. Goodbye, my dear flesh
toilet slave. However, in the end, I can satisfy you by throwing you into the alley where the homeless live
. Let's see how long you can last!"
Stuffed into a sack, Wenzi only spent a short time in the sunless sack before being
torn apart by several ugly faces. At this moment, Wenzi was satisfied and happy. As long as it wasn't the man who caused her so much pain, then
anyone would do. "Whether you want to enjoy my body or use my body to make money, whatever you want?!
Satisfy me...fuck me to death...please...please...fuck Wenzi to death...uh..."
Half a year later, the Central Court suddenly issued an emergency regulation, and everything about the flesh livestock club was no longer recognized
. During the time that the flesh livestock club existed, many women voluntarily became flesh livestock and masturbation cups, but this
was not tolerated by law. To commemorate these selfless women,
a statue of every woman who became a sex toy in the meat club was made and placed in the central courtyard square. Nine months later, cries
like of a child came from the alley of the homeless. Several homeless men stared in shock at the woman they
considered a sex toy. The woman had long been used and abused, her large breasts and
loose . Who would have thought that she would actually give birth to a child?!
"Hey, it looks like a girl. Great! We'll raise her. That way, this sex toy can
go wherever she wants. Otherwise, feeding her every day is a real pain!"
The woman, fixed to the frame, looked at the child emerging from her womb and smiled slightly. At that
moment , a neatly dressed man silently walked in from the entrance of the homeless street. The voices of the homeless men
disappeared, leaving only a crying little girl in his arms.
The next moment, the man supported Wenzi's still-wriggling uterus, which had just given birth, and used the head of his penis to
push the prolapsed uterus back in. He then began thrusting hard. After a year of recovery and adaptation
, Wenzi had long since lost all feeling for ordinary men's penises. Her loose vagina could no longer feel any
pleasure from male penetration. She could only stare blankly at the man. Could there really be a man willing to use her as a sex toy?
Then her eyes widened as she felt the hot liquid inside her. Her expression gradually became intoxicated
. This was the semen and pleasure she had longed for…

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