Human Protection Project - Celestial Being Chapter

For some unknown reason, the Celestials decided to take me to an experimental base outside the protected area for a detailed inspection.
Sitting inside the spherical spaceship, watching it rapidly travel along an invisible orbit in the sky, all the scenery
flashed by like rays of light, until it crashed into the boundary of the protected area. Like a drop of water falling into a lake, the spaceship
bounced a few times against the boundary before merging with it. The world outside that boundary was completely unfamiliar.
The orbit emitted twinkling lights, guiding the spaceship forward. No matter how the speed or direction changed,
there was no sensation inside the cabin. In just a few minutes, it felt like we had traversed several provinces and cities. The sky had been removed by the Celestials, revealing the original
deep, dark universe. The sunlight was focused into a white beam and absorbed by a machine. Looking down
, a circular sphere of light floated in the air, illuminating the ant-sized people busily working on the ground. Looking back at the protected
area, it was just a giant hemispherical light screen; everything seen inside was an illusion created by Celestial technology. The research center I was
going to was located in the mountains. I flew above the crater and then fell straight into the volcano. The
lava was also a camouflage layer. Below it was a huge, round flying saucer, as large as the mountain. My spaceship went directly into
the saucer and merged with it, so I naturally fell into the saucer's interior.

"Hello, Mr. Li Qiang, I am your tour guide for this trip," the woman said stiffly in Chinese. She looked
very human, but with some differences. She was slender and petite, about 1.8 meters tall, with limbs and torso
much longer than average. She was completely naked, with long hair reaching her waist and bangs. Her eyes were large and round with emerald green pupils
. Below her long neck were two teardrop-shaped breasts, small and full. Her smooth lower body had a pinkish-
white slit, and her long legs had high knees, the curves of her calves still alluring. Her feet were much longer,
with heels pointing upwards; they were undeniably beautiful feet, yet somehow strangely unsettling.

"Are you human?" I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I was created using human genes and feline genes; strictly speaking, I'm only half human." She
twisted her waist, revealing a short, slender, fleshy tail at her tailbone, covered in fine white down
.

"Where are we going?" I touched her tail, and she swiftly withdrew it.

"After a thorough examination, we'll provide you with living supplies," she
explained, warily watching me while protecting her tail.

Inside the flying saucer, blue and white modules were embedded in the walls, their purpose unclear; to me
, they seemed purely decorative. The passageways were a labyrinthine network. There's no need to go into detail about the physical examination; these things,
while seemingly fancy, are actually based on similar principles to the gadgets we've used before. The staff are a mix of celestial beings and
artificial life forms. They've created androids adapted to different jobs through genetic control; these androids are also
quite diverse.

The guide led me through each item: "These are all things that every special human must go through
. We will study your data to accelerate the pace of human evolution." Finally,

we arrived at a room filled with glass jars taller than a person, filled with various
colored, transparent liquids.

"What's this for?" I wondered, worried they might put me inside one of those jars.

"We're using the data from the recorder on your neck to create your personal items,"
she explained as she adjusted the equipment.

"What are personal items?" I seemed to disagree with her on the term "personal items"; such high-
tech stuff wasn't exactly a personal item to me.

"A creature specially created to enhance your sexual abilities." A bud within the jar grew wildly,
rapidly developing into a fleshy ball with a human-like outline. Then, fingers, chest, skin,
hair, and facial features emerged, becoming increasingly human-like. As the body details were further defined, I vaguely felt she
resembled my mother more and more. However, her figure was more exaggerated. Two watermelon-sized, snow-white breasts hung on
her chest, standing erect and defying Newton's laws. Her nipples were also larger than my mother's,
with a dent at the tip. Her buttocks were similarly much more exaggerated than my mother's, like the heart of a playing card. She
was shorter than my mother overall, about 1.5 meters tall, with a delicate, chubby face. Her full
thighs were completely hairless, and her vulva was slightly raised, resembling lips. She floated peacefully in the jar with her eyes closed
, as serene as a sleeping mother. Once fully formed, the liquid in the glass jar was drained, and
the humanoid creature with the same face as my mother opened its eyes, standing inside the jar, curiously watching us.

The tour guide explained to me, "Her brain is directly connected to the signal transmitter on your neck. Even without
the controller, you can issue commands to her. Her appearance was modified based on your favorite female model
. Right now, her brain is still blank; you can choose to implant a personality into it."

As she manipulated the device, many options seemed to appear in my mind. I realized that
this thing on my neck could be used in this way. Since her appearance was just like my mother's, why not adopt my mother
's personality? That way, I could do many things to her that I couldn't bear to do to my mother. After choosing
the personality, there were detailed options; although there were many, I filled them out in my consciousness in just a moment
.

A robotic arm extended from the top of the tank, and a probe was inserted directly into the back of her head. Her eyes began
to flash rapidly back and forth; this was probably the process of inputting a personality. A few minutes later, the glass curtain wall
rose along with the robotic arm, and the creature emerged, hugging my waist, looking up at me, and
calling me in a childish voice, "Son."

I was surprised to find her voice sounded like a little girl's. "Is she really completely
according to the personality I programmed?"

the guide asked, leading me forward. "Yes,
personalities like hers and mine, programmed into our personalities, are not recognized as independent life forms but are the property of the creator. However, her uterus is
exactly the same as a human woman's, so there's no need to worry about the offspring's bloodline. She's a relatively popular reproductive tool."

We entered the next area, a long corridor with small rooms separated by glass walls on both sides, like a prison.
Inside were all sorts of "daily necessities."

"We're also collecting genetic samples from various species on Earth to experiment and try to select
combinations more suitable for humans. However, we've found that humans have diverse preferences, so it's more convenient
to directly customize individualized solutions than to use a fixed approach."

This place not only contains daily necessities, but also ordinary human men. They are engaging in
the most primal activities in this small prison. In a room I passed, a woman with four pairs of heavy breasts was lying on
the ground, her buttocks raised, being penetrated by a man. She moved in response to his movements, white milk constantly
flowing from her four breasts. The cow-like man had slightly shorter, thicker limbs; his penis was inserted into her vagina
, her belly bulging from the penetration. The in-and-out motion was clearly visible.

In the next room, a fat woman, much larger than the man, had him pinned down
, her breasts pressed against his face. Her large buttocks rose and fell rhythmically. The man remained motionless
, seemingly doomed.

In the third room, two women, almost like conjoined twins, were fused together from the shoulders, seemingly
in an entwined position with arms and legs. Two men, each holding one of their legs,
stood there, intercourse with them, pressing them face to face, their breasts pressed together, as they kissed passionately, their
faces showing ecstasy.

In the fourth room, there wasn't even an upper body; the two lower bodies were joined together at the waist. A
man held her in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, and her other legs pressed against his shoulders.
The man didn't need to move; this leg-less monster would automatically move its body up and down, its vagina sliding in
and out of his penis. The man, enjoying the sensation, leaned against the glass wall, holding the two buttocks and
doing nothing.

Each room contained a strange, humanoid creature. According to the guide, these
were created according to the needs of these men. Some might look disturbing, but it was indeed their preference.
Many had commissioned dangerous creatures and lost their lives in the process; the entire room was filled with the mangled
remains of men. It seems my little one is one of their normal creations.
Along the way, she nervously and fearfully clung to my hand, hiding behind me, wanting to see those unspeakable scenes.
But after seeing them, her cheeks flushed red, and she hid away, her legs tightly clamped together, the clear, silky liquid
flowing from between her thighs.

"Do you want it too?" Her body was petite enough for me to easily hug, but her weight was
considerable, all concentrated in her watermelon-sized breasts, wider than her body.
When she stretched out her hands to pull me, it looked like she was squeezing her breasts.

She nodded gently, pursing her lips as she looked at me.

"Just bear with it a little longer, I'll do it with you when we get home," I said, kissing her forehead.

She nodded seriously, "Mommy can wait, you should do your work first."

Seeing her earnest expression, I maliciously said to her, "You're not my biological mother, just a
toy that looks like my mom, understand?"

"Mommy... I... understand." Hearing this, her face turned pale, and her spirits immediately
drooped. She pitifully lowered her head.

Seeing her so dejected made me feel like I had done something wrong, so I subconsciously comforted her:
"From now on, I'll call you stepmother. I'll love you just like I love my mom, because you're so cute."

"Okay, good boy." Her mood instantly brightened, and she nestled her little face against my arm, smiling as she agreed.

While we were chatting, we entered a new room where a purple-skinned Celestial was
modifying some electronic components on a hologram. Seeing me enter, she turned and shook my hand. This Celestial wasn't
wearing her usual fish-scale-like bodysuit; she stood there naked. I use the word "she"
because her slender, delicate figure was different from the robust Celestial I'd seen at school the other day. She was two meters tall,
with a streamlined body, and no hair or other symbolic markings on her skin. I wondered how they
ate, drank, and relieved themselves.

"Hello, Earthling, I am the commander left on Earth from planet SB250."
I was somewhat surprised that she could speak human language. "And the one who proposed the Human Protection Plan. Initially, some suggested simply enslaving you humans
, but your backward civilization's creativity and destructive power in battle intrigues me greatly. I believe you have the
right to evolve to the third level."

"What is the third level?" I asked curiously.

"It's like the division of heroes or demigods in your Greek mythology, and you're just the short-lived, irritable, and ignorant
second level." I didn't quite understand her explanation either; maybe I really am ignorant.

"So, you saved humanity?"

"You could say that, if you can call it saving. Right now, over 70% of humanity on Earth has become our
tools. There's not much I can do, after all, our original intention was to plunder living beings and seek more directions for evolution."
She held up a holographic image in her hand, showing a scene of people working hard outside.

"So what did you call me here for?" I asked curiously.

"I felt the collar I made before was too cumbersome and its functionality was too poor, so I wanted to replace it with a more
convenient device for you. I can also collect some samples from you for research." She had six fingers on her hand and
helped me remove the thing around my neck. Finally, I didn't have to wear such a strange thing anymore.

"What kind of replacement do you want?" I asked, seeing that she didn't say anything more after disassembling the collar.

"It's already inside you, so tiny you can't even feel it." She conjured another
soft mat out of thin air and laid it on the floor, saying to me, "I'm very interested in your mating methods. Can you demonstrate for me here
, with any of them?"

She was probably referring to the tour guide and the stepmother. I wasn't interested in the tour guide's strange figure, but
I couldn't wait any longer with the stepmother's baby face and huge breasts. I pushed her down onto the mattress, her huge breasts spreading out from her body...
Most of the liquid had flowed down her side. I hadn't expected her breasts to be so big and so soft, like soft-boiled omelets.

Her vagina was already soaking wet; there was a splashing sound when I entered. I easily broke through her hymen and thrust in
to the deepest point. She hugged her thighs, spreading them into a lewd position, pressing her legs tightly against her chest, her
feet resting on my chest.

I placed my entire hand on her breasts, but I couldn't grasp them all. I could only
knead them like dough, shaping them into various forms.

"So you're most interested in women's breasts. Is it because you also have a mother complex and therefore
have a special fondness for the place that nurtured you?" she asked, squatting down beside me, watching.

I didn't bother to answer her. I buried my face in her breasts. This warm orb of flesh was pressed into my
face, smelling of milk, so soft that I didn't want to lift my face.

"Don't be so rough, my breasts are very sensitive," my stepmother said breathlessly,
while still playing with her own breasts, a hint of coy resistance in her voice.

I held her large buttocks in my arms, the elasticity slapping against my lower abdomen, trembling with each impact
. The base of my penis was also trapped between her buttocks. Her body was so small, her vagina couldn't be very deep. Even
so, I could often reach her clitoris.

Her uterus opened its mouth and swallowed the head of my penis. Her thick cervix enveloped
my penis, wriggling and swallowing deeper, making her already short vagina even shorter. Her buttocks, vagina, and uterus
gave me three different sensations.

"Ah, it's in, all the way in!" She excitedly twisted her body, grabbing my arms with both hands,
welcoming my thrusts, completely unconcerned that there were two people watching. Lost in passion, her uterus seemed like
a milking machine, tightly sucking on my penis, as if trying to squeeze me dry.

"You little slut, how can you suck so much?" I pinched her nipples, lifting her breasts up,
and when I let go, the bouncy flesh swayed.

"Ah." She groaned, her eyes half-closed, her body trembling slightly. She hadn't expected her nipples to be so sensitive:
"Don't do that to me..."

"You're just an artificial life form, what right do you have to make demands? Everything you have is mine, I can
do whatever I want with you." I twisted her nipples, rotating them back and forth, watching them and their skin being twisted into
spirals and then twisted back again: "Does it feel good?"

"Ah, please, be gentle, this stimulation is too much for me." Her eyes were filled with
tears as I teased her, pleading with me. Seeing her face, so like my mother's, crying from my teasing made me
even more excited, as if some dark part of my heart had been satisfied.

"I just love seeing you so helpless," I said, pinching her cheek hard. When I let go,
her cheek was red from my pinch.

"I...I know...I'm sorry, I don't deserve to make demands. I'm just a toy created to release my
pent-up desires," she sobbed, but her vagina clenched even tighter.

"Is this what you call 'sexual pleasure'?" Amanto turned to ask the tour guide, who shook her head and shrugged
. Amanto went over and grabbed the tour guide's breasts, mimicking my actions.

"Ah," the tour guide couldn't help but groan, her legs buckling and nearly collapsing, barely managing to steady herself
.

"What a marvelous design. You've evolved such a magical mating process," Amanto
said thoughtfully, inserting his fingers into the tour guide's vagina, his fingers covered in her vaginal fluid. Then,
a fleshy slit appeared in her smooth lower body, and she began to dig and explore it herself.

I saw that celestial being masturbating alone somewhere, so I leaned over and pulled her onto the bed, inserting my penis
inside. Although she had created the vagina, the internal structure was still very different; the feel inside was more like
the outer skin than the tender flesh of a vagina. Although she was large, her body was very light, and I
didn't feel any strain holding her lower body.

"Your inside is still not right," I said with disdain as I continued to fuck her.

"Is that so?" She pressed her slender fingers together into a cylinder and inserted them into my stepmother's already muddy vagina.
Then, her vagina began to change, like a brush, with each thrust changing the inside of her vagina
, gradually transforming into a human female vagina: "This should be... Ah, what does this feel like?"

Her body suddenly spasmed, and her vagina began to secrete lubrication. I hadn't expected that she had not only simulated
a vagina but also the accompanying sensations. Then her skin began to change, from purple
to pinkish flesh, her entire body secreting love fluid and exuding a lascivious scent. In other
words, she was now a large, exposed vagina, her body seemingly boneless
, wrapped around me with only her head protruding. She had me covered in her fluids.

While I was in heat, I felt no fear, only the feeling that I had become a
penis and she a vagina. This novel and exciting experience only fueled my arousal.

My stepmother wasn't satisfied yet; the penis that had been inside her was now exposed .
She sat directly on me, taking my penis and her vagina inside her, her back to
me, her buttocks moving up and down.

Unable to move, I could only silently accept their service. I didn't know if I was having sex with my stepmother, or if she
was having sex with my stepmother, or if I was having sex with two people at the same time? This was incredible!

The celestial being separated her head and slumped onto my chest, saying, "Your human mating methods
are truly amazing. Not only can you reproduce, but it's also so pleasurable."

"How do you mate?" I asked curiously.

"We don't need to mate. As long as we have enough energy, we can split into a new individual," she told me
. "We can control our bodies at will, changing into different forms."

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly reverted to her original form, rolled off me, and curled up to the side, convulsing
violently as if electrocuted. It was terrifying to watch, but I couldn't worry about her; my stepmother was still riding on top of me.
My body was now covered in the semen secreted by the heavenly beings, my clothes clinging to my skin. I got up and hugged
my stepmother, her skin pressing against mine. I flipped her over and made her kneel on the bed, and we began to mate in a doggy-style position
. Watching her buttocks ripple and sway as I thrust into her only fueled my desire to fuck her.

Her arms couldn't support her body, and she collapsed to the floor, using her breasts as a cushion. With each thrust from behind
, her breasts rolled on the bed, her nipples rubbing against the surface. The slightly rough,
fibrous texture made her nipples feel hot from the friction, and she gasped for breath, her mouth opening and closing.

Finally, I ejaculated inside her, the negative pressure inside her uterus causing my semen
to gush out in large spurts. Her uterus was filled with my semen, and only when the negative pressure dissipated did I have a chance to
pull my penis out of her cervix. Her greedy uterus not only scraped my penis clean, but
not a single drop of semen leaked out. I could see her lower abdomen slightly bulging, filled with my semen.

My stepmother was also drained of strength, lying face down with her buttocks still mechanically thrusting. Her pink little
hole was wide open, revealing her thick clitoris, the bright, tender flesh inside turned inside out by my penetration,
covered with a thin layer of white mucus.

When I finally settled my stepmother, I noticed on the other side that the celestial being was on top of the tour guide,
a huge penis extending from between her legs, penetrating her slender, thin body. The poor tour guide was
moaning because of the penis, as thick as her calf, inserted into her lower body. The celestial being ignored her reaction,
thrusting in and out of her hole like a wild beast, bringing out not the love juice of passion, but
blood gushing from her fierce resistance. This was the first time I'd ever witnessed such a bloody scene. This wasn't mating; it was
one-sided torture. I was so tense that I instinctively pulled my stepmother into my arms. Watching

her struggle fiercely, scratching at the floor, until now she was barely breathing, the blood she'd drawn
almost dried, the penis covered in semi-congealed blood clots. The Celestials hadn't created a scrotum
, so she couldn't ejaculate. I saw her thrust a few times inside the guide's vagina, then
toss her aside like trash: "Male human pleasure comes quickly and is fleeting, it's really rather boring."
The guide, left to the side, didn't stand up for a long time. Her vagina had been stretched to the point of tearing open, a deep gash
extending all the way to her anus, the flesh inside turned inside out, still stained with blood.

"How cruel…I hope she's alright." My stepmother, nestled in my arms, couldn't bear to look at the bloodied, mangled vagina
, covering her eyes and turning her head towards me.

"Repairing is too much of a waste of energy, let's just make a new one." The Celestial examined the guide's wounds and made
a decision. He picked up her body and threw it into a nearby container. Her flesh began to dissolve
, until only muscle and bone remained, leaving not even ashes. The Celestial sighed, "Life on Earth
is indeed too fragile."

Not long after, it was as if the events had just happened had been rewound. From deep within the muscles to
the bones, something appeared out of thin air, covered with skin. An artificial life form exactly like the guide
crawled out, still dripping the transparent liquid from the container. She moved around
a few times and muttered to herself, "I have to adapt to a new body again."

"We've developed a method to separate the physical body from consciousness, which is also
the key technology for achieving immortality." Seeing my stunned expression, the Celestial explained, "Of course, I've also applied this technology
to these 'tools.' I've added many functions to your new device, and to make it easier for you
to use, I've imitated some designs from you Earthlings."

She gently tapped my temple, and immediately a screen appeared in my mind,
constantly changing its interface as it read my thoughts. Because my mind was so chaotic for a moment,
the information displayed on the screen was also very disorganized: "How do I use this thing? There's so much content inside."

I was a little overwhelmed by the sheer number of functions.

"It's similar to the previous collar's function. I've simply made the activation method
controllable by your thoughts as well. I've also added a function to display your choices. The human brain is far superior to computers
in some aspects; messages transmitted through thought are much more direct than simple electrical signals." The Celestial One
then pulled out a design I couldn't understand at all, trying to teach me a lesson: "Simply put, your
brain can handle the entire command process for all the functions you want to achieve. This small amount of
work won't create any new burden on your brain; it's like making your daydreams a reality."

I tried to understand what she was saying, trying to control it directly with my thoughts. Soon, under my control
, my stepmother in my arms began to react. Her body heaved, as if someone was penetrating
her vagina. She clung to my neck, lost in passion, moaning intermittently. I reached out and
touched her vulva. Sure enough, the layers of folds inside were rhythmically undulating, and her juices were flowing endlessly.

"Ah~ What's happening? It feels like someone's penetrating me." She tried to cover
her vulva with her hand, but the sensation came directly from her brain, and she couldn't stop it; it only grew more intense
. "Ah, too hard, too deep! What's happening? What's happening to my body? Stop it!"

Within a few minutes, her brain sent out the command for orgasm. Her body curled up in my arms, convulsing.
Her moans turned into screams, her fair face flushed red, and her breasts jiggled. The orgasm
lasted for more than a minute before ending, her vulva already overflowing.

"Looks like you've learned how to use it. Then I'll teach you how to use the equipment here."
Tianren looked at me with interest, wondering what she was thinking. Soon,
a flood of information appeared in my mind , so much so that I felt dizzy and it took me a while to process
it all. Most of the equipment here is used to create various mannequins; the rest are mostly
supporting facilities.

After seeing the functions of these devices, a bold idea came to me, and my brain immediately brought it to life
. A head was a completely grayish-white fleshy blob, with indistinct features and no hair. However, she
possessed a voluptuous figure; her rounded thighs were bloodless, stained with a
color that was hard to tell if it was rust or dried blood, covered with winding, bluish-purple veins. Her breasts were round and full, also covered with the same
veins, exactly like the busty nurse from Silent Hill, the only difference being that she was naked
. She stood up from the glass jar in a bizarre posture, and only when the jar door opened did she walk
out with stiff steps. Then a laser beam swept over her, dressing her in a tattered, dirty
nurse's uniform, a deep V-neck revealing her entire cleavage. Before a personality was implanted in her, she was merely
a living, deaf, blind, and silent sex toy.

"I really don't understand your human tastes. Why would you like such exaggeratedly deformed life forms?"
The celestial being walked up to the nurse, observed her, and even touched the fleshy head. He shook his head, still unable to
understand.

"Because men are simply excited by big breasts and thighs. Without a face, there's no
issue of different aesthetics, right?" The nurse was about 1.7 meters tall, which allowed me to hug her from behind,
kiss her neck, hold her waist with one hand to prevent her from wandering, and lift the hem of her skirt with the other
, stroking her inner thighs.

Although she had no facial features, her body still had feelings. Under my embrace and caresses, she slumped
into my arms, actively exposing her sensitive areas for me to touch. Her vulva
was completely hairless, and inside, it was no different from a normal woman's. Under my teasing, it was already wet
. Her skirt, which only covered her buttocks, had no underwear underneath, and my penis was pressed
against her buttocks. Although her skin looked very dry, it actually felt quite smooth to the touch. She
stood with her legs in an X-shape, her buttocks sticking out, her body leaning to one side, her neck stretched out to the other, her
upper arms reaching behind her, as if something was pulling her, forcing her to pull her shoulders back and thrust her chest out.
In this bizarre position, she willingly sat inside my penis.

I held her hips, enjoying the sexual services of a horror game character; it was less about satisfying my sexual desire and more
about satisfying my morbid curiosity. I had seen those exposed nurses in the game, brandishing sharp weapons,
their white thighs and breasts haunting my mind. I had fantasized
about pinning these monsters down and releasing my desires, and now it had all become reality. Her movements became faster and faster,
her body swaying back and forth with excessive force, looking both comical and ridiculous. However, her
tight, virgin vagina felt incredibly good to me. I became her first and only master. She
didn't know anything about restraint or modesty; she was simply releasing her primal desires. Her movements became
faster and faster, more and more frantic, eventually turning into an electric shock-like tremor. Her whole body spasmed, and she fell backward, her buttocks
shoving my entire penis deep inside, all the way to her clitoris. With that thrust, her body
immediately arched back, stiff and motionless, only her legs still trembling.

Her healthy, Western-style body was not only beautiful but also incredibly useful. No matter how you played with her, she was always incredibly elastic,
and her large frame made her an ideal sex partner, like a glamorous dancer on stage, every gesture
brimming with carnal hormones. Their primary job was to expose their bodies to men, so their
figures were the most alluring to men.

In the throes of orgasm, her body could no longer hold on, and she fell straight forward, crashing heavily to the ground.
A stream of vaginal fluid flowed between her legs, pooling beneath her pale buttocks.

"If you like these machines, you can come here often," the Celestial Being said, seeing
how much fun I was having with the monster I'd created. "I also want to see what it's like for you to mate with the monsters you've made
."

"Since you like being fucked as a human woman, I'll make you a monster too." With
such convenient equipment, it was a piece of cake. I quickly created an alien for her.
Unlike in the movies, it had a huge, black, spiky, carapace-covered penis between its legs.
As soon as it was created, it became somewhat agitated and restless. As soon as the curtain opened, it lunged out and pounced on the Celestial Being,
even before she could develop a vagina, it used its hard, spiky penis to carve a path through her.

"Ah! Oh! This feels so amazing! What's his name?! I love him to death!" The Celestial was hanging
on the alien's penis, feeling as if she were about to be pierced. Her juices flowed down its carapace. Watching
the penis, which had initially deformed her stomach, slowly being pressed down, it seemed she had adapted to this
huge treasure. Hanging upside down on the alien, she was being fucked haphazardly. Alien vs. aliens—it couldn't be more perfect.

"This thing is called an alien, an alien creature imagined by humans. It's incredibly ferocious and loves to
fuck aliens to death." I modified the plot; she probably wouldn't know.

"If such a thing really existed, I would definitely catch one as a pet. I love this hard, big thing
to death!" Before she could finish speaking, the alien, with its penis piercing her, ran off somewhere. Its movements were too
fast; she couldn't react at all.

"Looks like she'll be enjoying herself for a long time. Perhaps I should take you and these things back to the protected area." The tour guide,
seeing the commander kidnapped by the penis, had no choice but to let me take the local specialties home first.

We returned via the same route on the spaceship. Mom went to the hospital, and Big White Legs and the others went with her
to take care of her. Only the Holy Maiden still frequently came to my house to report on the progress of my mission. I forgot
to mention, the Holy Maiden's real name is Wang Xuan, and she's currently the principal of our school, following my instructions to
train the female students and teachers to be completely obedient.

"What are these things? They're so scary!" Wang Xuan happened to come to my house and saw
the two specialties I was going to bring. One had an incredibly exaggerated figure, and the other's head was even more frightening. Hearing my...
After I explained, she felt relieved and went over to pinch the nurse's face. It was indeed a fleshy ball, and she couldn't help but
pinch it a few more times, seemingly hurting the nurse, who then pushed her away.

"She's like a baby now, she doesn't understand anything, don't bully her," I
said with a smile as I helped her up.

"Since she doesn't understand anything, just lock her at home. She
'd scare people to death if she went out on the street like that," Wang Xuan suggested. I nodded, and she immediately went to do it,
nailing an iron chain to the living room wall and tethering the nurse there. At first, with the collar around her neck, she
resisted and tried to break it, but after many attempts, she realized she couldn't escape
the chain. She withdrew and squatted in a corner, I wonder what she was thinking. But
since I had already decided to do it, I naturally wouldn't pity her anymore. After Wang Xuan took her stepmother to school for "discipline
," it was just the two of us at home.

For convenience, I handcuffed her to the wall. Of course, "handcuffed" means her legs, arms
, and neck were all fixed to the same shackles on the wall, making her a wall hanger. Her lower
body was forced back, her full breasts sandwiched between her legs below her nipples, and further
down, her vagina and anus were facing me. I must say, such a sex toy
is really convenient at home; I can use it anytime. And she seemed to really enjoy this only external stimulation she could receive.
Although her body couldn't move, her buttocks were always clenched tightly. My semen
sprayed carelessly onto her body, covering her nurse's uniform with my semen stains. I simply tore it off and
threw it away, using my semen to give her a beauty treatment. Using her to relieve morning erections has become my daily
morning ritual.

I woke up in the morning, my penis erect, and went into the living room. I grabbed her drooping buttocks and thrust my penis inside
. Her vagina was already filled with an unknown amount of my semen. Her grayish-
white feet inside her white nurse's shoes became my support. Her insteps were very full, and the nurse's shoes looked quite nice on her, further
enhanced by her strange skin tone. Since she was created, she hadn't walked much, becoming more of
a decoration on the wall. Her feet were as smooth as her face—not her face, of course, not her
face now covered in layers of my semen, the white and yellow stains obscuring her original skin color. Only

when my penis was inside did she move, letting me know she was still alive. Although her limbs and neck
were fixed together, she could still bend her back to allow her vagina to fit onto my penis. Seeing
how hard she was serving me, I worked even harder, pressing her against the wall and manipulating her. Her vagina, already full of semen
, didn't need lubrication at all; it was ready to use right away. While playing with her calves and feet, I ejaculated
inside her vagina, or randomly on other parts of her body, like her cleavage or her face. And that was how she
completed her daily task.

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