Breast Punishment Approval Order

"You! Let me go! What crime have I committed!? Let me go..." A series of sorrowful and indignant cries
echoed from the Third Women's Military Concentration Camp, a common occurrence in this era.

Ever since those ambitious individuals who, under the guise of protecting women's legal rights, actually sought to overthrow
the fundamental ethical norms that had helped humanity progress to this point and revert society to a matriarchal system, seized
power in several major world powers, male demonstrations were naturally labeled as rebellious, insane, irrational, and so on.
Once these labels were attached to such demonstrations, their original ideas would naturally become, be guided, distorted
, or inflated to the meaning expressed by the words on those labels, and this... often marked
the beginning of tragedies.

"You're Lin Qingxuan?" An officer standing before the iron gate, his face filled with a hawk-like, wolf-like gaze,
coldly surveyed the girl who had just been dragged there, shouting "I'm innocent!" all the way, and remained silent.

"Cough...cough cough...cough..." Seeing the girl coughing incessantly, clearly choked by her own saliva
, the officer, while not uttering any nonsense like "tell her to be quiet," didn't just stand there waiting for
her to cough up her lungs. He beckoned, and the jailer behind him handed him his teacup with both hands. Then,
he gestured to the soldier holding the girl's arm to pat her back.

Although the result was that the girl, presumably named Lin Qingxuan, almost fainted from the soldier's forceful pat
, thankfully she stopped coughing. Seeing that she was alright, the officer handed the teacup to the girl.
Clearly, the girl was still furious that these soldiers had dragged her from her home without any explanation
, so it was understandable that she knocked over the teacup.

The officer remained calm as he looked at the teacup rolling on the ground, though his eyes lingered on the scattered specks of milky
white liquid, a hint of regret in his gaze. However, his silence didn't mean his soldiers were equally unmoved.
The soldier who had handed him the teacup, his eyes slightly bloodshot, glared at the kneeling girl and shouted
, "You little slut! You don't know what's good for you, do you?!"

The soldier was about to step forward and teach this arrogant brat a lesson when the officer
stopped him with a gesture of sternness. Furious, he picked up the teacup himself, giving her a final, fierce glare before leaving
. After the soldier was gone, the officer resumed his previous dry, monotone tone. "
So, can you give me your answer now?" the officer asked.

The girl remained unmoved, even turning her head away, adopting
an attitude of absolute defiance. The officer wasn't surprised and continued in his usual tone, "I know
you are Lin Qingxuan, I know your father is a big shot on the front lines, and I know you're trying to use silence to buy time
for your father to rescue you… But I want to ask you, do you know where you are, and
who I am?"

The girl remained silent, but the trembling of her eyelashes revealed that she had clearly thought of something.
Her expression didn't change, but her heart… began to panic!

These reactions obviously didn't escape the officer's notice. He stood up, walked to her, and knelt
down, saying, "Miss Lin, it seems you've remembered me… ah… a nobody!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan's heart tightened. How could she have forgotten this man? Back then, he
was considered one of the "golden couple" of the entire military academy, just like me. However, because of my choice back then, I was
implicated in the murder of our classmate. Later, after much inquiry, I learned that he had
been noticed by a high-ranking official because of his outstanding academic performance. He was secretly sent to the interrogation department for training under an assumed name, and then I never
heard from him again.

The sudden disappearance of someone who had entered the interrogation department back then could only mean two things: death, or… a fate worse
than death! As for why it would be a fate worse than death, going undercover in enemy territory is no easy task.

In short, when he reappeared in the military files, he was already a key
figure in charge of logistics for the Foreign Affairs Department. Lin Qingxuan never dreamed that their reunion would be in this kind of situation…

So when this stern-faced officer spoke those same words in the same tone he used back then, Lin Qingxuan could
no longer hold back her emotions. Her eyes reddened as she turned to look at this man she hadn't seen in so long, yet had met countless times in countless nights
, and trembled as she said, "We…we really…haven't seen each other for so long
…Ah Hua!"

Upon hearing the name "Ah Hua," the officer tensed… A barely perceptible relaxation appeared on his face, then
he hardened his expression and said to Lin Qingxuan, "Since you... have admitted your identity, then
help me out... admit to all these things as well!"

As he said this, a "snap" was heard, and a flash of white light appeared before Lin Qingxuan's eyes. When she came to her senses,
she found herself surrounded by scattered papers. As she picked up a piece of paper and
glanced at it, the heartbreak of encountering her student-day lover was
dispelled by the clear lines of text on the paper, replaced by uncontrollable shock and anger.

"This...this...this is all slander! It's a frame-up! You know my identity, Ah Hua! How could I
possibly have the motive to do such a thing?!" Lin Qingxuan read page after page until the last sheet
slipped from her trembling fingers and fell to the ground. She could no longer suppress her trembling voice, trying to use this resolute
attitude to convince the man sitting coldly on the torture chair that she was innocent. But his
unmoved expression only made her heart sink.

"Lin Qingxuan...or perhaps I should be more respectful, Miss Lin! You think your status makes it impossible for you to have done
anything treasonous? Then why don't you think about why the higher-ups would have the military police barge into your home
and dump you in front of me?" Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan fell silent, because the meaning of these words was too obvious
, even implying that her current situation was tacitly approved by the male military leadership. This meant that
her father might have already been relieved of his military post and sent to a military court to await trial.

Thinking of this, she dared not think any further, and tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at the officer with despair.
The officer, quite considerately, stepped forward and handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears. He gave
a clearly bitter smile and said, "Miss Lin, you're a pitiful person. I...
I really don't want to make things difficult for you. If you just admit to your treason, I think the charges against General Lin will
... be dropped."

Lin Qingxuan could only sob silently, her tears so heartbreaking that even seasoned interrogators
silently sighed for her fate. However, to everyone's surprise
, this seemingly delicate girl next door grabbed the scattered papers and, along with the
tear-soaked handkerchief, threw them at the unsuspecting officer's head. A loud
slap was heard, and a bright red handprint appeared on Lin Qingxuan's face. The stack of papers held in the air was also
held aloft by the officer, preventing them from falling.

As the resounding slap landed on Lin Qingxuan's face, several burly men behind her
dragged her away from the officer without a word and began roughly tearing at her already meager clothing
. At this moment, the officer, who had been silent until now, suddenly uttered a chilling voice, startling the
men who were kneading and groping her delicate body: "I remember... I was the one handling this, wasn't I?! So
, am I dead?"

Seeing the surrounding silence, with a small group even appearing terrified, the officer
slowly nodded, waving his left hand twice in the air. The people in the room immediately understood his meaning and hurriedly rushed
out, shouting and yelling.

Lin Qingxuan curled up, his hands tightly covering his chest, which had been torn open by the sudden attack.
Judging from the faint shouts, the prisoners' grumbling, and the clanking of chains coming from outside,
it seemed it was time for their exercise. Thinking this, he raised his head, looking pitifully at
the officer still sitting silently on the torture rack, and said in a trembling voice, "Ahua... I know... I
wronged you back then! Now I have nothing to say, I only hope you...

" Before she could finish speaking, she felt a tremendous force on her right cheek, jolting her body
several times and causing her lower back to slam heavily against the desk leg nailed to the floor. However, before
the pain in her lower back could spread, another tremendous force grabbed her breasts,
lifting her upper body up. Only then did the cold, icy voice that had silenced everyone around
her ring out again: "Ah Hua is dead! You chose her, goddess!"

Feeling her chest... The oppressive pressure and excruciating pain from the man made Lin Qingxuan gasp for breath. However, the
prolonged kneading sent electric shocks through her breasts—a complex sensation of numbness, itching, pain,
and the combined humiliation of being roughly groped and held captive. What should have been
excruciating pain now brought a blush to her cheeks. All this wonderful feeling, however,
was met only with the man's cold words: "Let me formally introduce myself..." "Chang Baihua
! He's the presiding judge in your case! Now...wouldn't it be better if we were more frank?"

With that, Chang Baihua spread Lin Qingxuan's breasts apart,
stretching them to their limit like two cannonballs. Then, with a "rip," Lin Qingxuan
fell back to the ground, lying directly in front of Chang Baihua, her upper body now unclothed
, revealing the boundless beauty of her upper body that she had kept hidden for twenty-six years.

In the dim, murky interrogation room, a soft, white light suddenly appeared—
sunlight reflecting off Lin Qingxuan's fair skin. Beneath her high, rounded collarbones, a pair of soft,
white mounds of flesh, exuding a faint milky fragrance, completely occupied her ribcage, like two large white porcelain bowls placed on her chest
. The slightly outward-spreading shape of her breasts and the ripples caused by their sudden fall to the ground undoubtedly accentuated their
softness and smoothness.

When the two trembling breasts were still, the exposed blue veins added a touch of ripe peach-like allure to these
beautiful breasts, while a few slightly red and swollen finger marks gave them
a pitiful appearance.

The mounds on her chest, which should have been the most delicate part of a girl's body, had inexplicably become
two nearly healed suture lines and two faint scars, completely erasing the beautiful scenery that should have belonged to those breasts
.

Seeing the two stitches on Lin Qingxuan's chest, Chang Baihua walked over and grabbed her two pitiful breasts
, roughly lifting her upper body like a man by the collar. His eyes narrowed as he looked at
Lin Qingxuan, who was now showing signs of pain, and he asked in a cold, forceful tone, "Tell me! Where are your nipples and areolas?!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan, who was enduring the tearing pain in her chest, actually gave
Chang Baihua, who was now pinching her breasts, a mocking look, and then said softly, "I...I didn't expect! Commander Chang...would
...care about this?! Hahaha...this is truly...unexpected!"

Chang Baihua felt a violent rage ignite within him, erupting from his cold eyes,
as if it would burn the woman before him from her breasts to her entire body. The woman, however, seemed oblivious to this
anger, still using a slight... She said to him in a mocking tone, "You said... that Ah Hua from back then... is dead
? Then... as one of the murderers who killed Ah Hua... shouldn't I... give him his most beloved things
... to be buried with him! Hahahaha..."

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan clearly felt
the bubbles about to burst from the breasts that the man in front of her was gripping tightly. However, she still managed to
say to Chang Baihua with even more mockery than before, "Ah~~ my breasts! Come on... hehe... my nipples and areolas... have... already
been... sacrificed... to my Ah Hua! The remaining two lumps of flesh... I don't
mind you destroying them... you... come on! Come on! Ah!!!"

Just as Lin Qingxuan's mockery was about to reach its peak, Chang Baihua directly grabbed her breasts and tossed them like a toss.
He tossed her out like a sack, but instead of throwing Lin Qingxuan onto the rack or wall
, he tossed her onto a pile of clutter. As Lin Qingxuan struggled
to crawl out of her breasts, which
Chang Baihua had ripped open at the base, one hand covering her own, she knelt down, gently stroking Lin Qingxuan's smooth, white face. Then, he grabbed
her chin, forcing her pained and sorrowful eyes to meet his now indifferent gaze. With a slow, deliberate gaze
, he said, "I must say, you've successfully enraged me. But you don't know
what price you'll pay for enraging me here!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan merely managed a bitter smile. Before she could utter any more defiant words, a
gloved hand expertly grabbed her breast, which she was trying to protect with her arm. A powerful,
irresistible pull dragged her breast forward, and the two of them were pulled and walked out
of the interrogation room, onto the now-empty corridor.

As the owner of those breasts, she could only tightly clamp her arms around the
hand gripping her chest, simply to prevent herself from prematurely being torn apart from her soft flesh.

Even so, Lin Qingxuan still couldn't help but cry out in pain, "It hurts!" "Let go!" "Let me go!
" However, this was already commonplace for Chang Baihua. But today,
the girl's breasts in his hands, which had once been his whole world, were now an exceptionally heavy responsibility.
Therefore, he walked very slowly today, so slowly that Lin Qingxuan, who was holding his arm, noticed his slowness.
So she whispered to him, "Ahua... have you really thought this through?"

Chang Baihua didn't reply to her, but continued to walk slowly. Lin Qingxuan just
looked down at her pitiful breasts, lost in thought. The only
sounds in the corridor were the soft friction of Lin Qingxuan's body against the ground and the crisp, heavy footsteps of Chang Baihua.

The corridor eventually came to an end. When Chang Baihua reached a large iron gate, as usual, a
noisy commotion gradually subsided with the creaking of the gate. Only then
did Lin Qingxuan, who was being slowly dragged along by Chang Baihua by her breasts, witness a scene that would shock her for the rest of her life.

It was a group of female prisoners covered in scars, dressed in prison uniforms. Lin Qingxuan could tell that some
were disabled female soldiers missing limbs, some were mocking street thugs, and others were
ordinary civilians with numb, blank expressions. Their chests
were all bulging, some even soaked, tattered, or completely naked,
exposing their pride as women like pork, displaying their breasts to others.

Before Lin Qingxuan could even get a good look at the bare breasts in front of her, she felt a tearing sensation in her chest, followed by
a strong force that flung her away. Then she heard Chang Baihua's loud shout: "Hello!
My little cows!"

"Cows?" Lying on the ground, Lin Qingxuan felt a pang of unease. Although she was often
called a "milk cow" by people who were jealous of her breasts, the word "cows" here was actually shouted out by Ah Hua, whom she used to know
. This made her feel a sense of loss.

"You were once your parents' good daughters, your husbands' virtuous wives, and your children's loving mothers, but
... why are you standing here now, exposing your large breasts to a bunch of
rough men you once looked down upon?!" Chang Baihua said sternly to the female prisoners on the playground. The female prisoners present were
like wilted eggplants, all with expressions of fear and unease. Some girls even lost their balance
and fell forward.

Lin Qingxuan's angle was perfect for seeing that when those girls with breasts that didn't match their age fell to the ground
, their breasts were pressed down by their bodies, and their dark brown nipples seemed to be spraying something. However
, even though she couldn't see or smell the liquid spraying from the girls' breasts because of the distance, she, as a woman
, roughly understood what it was. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but press her own breasts down even more firmly
.

"Number 8521! Number 7415! Number 9637! Step forward!" Chang Baihua solemnly called out the three
numbers. Although there was no sign of commotion in the crowd, the female prisoners still turned their gazes in
three different directions. Feeling the gazes gathering around them, the three young female prisoners lowered their heads
, walked towards Chang Baihua's position, and automatically formed a line.

Chang Baihua remained silent, only staring coldly at the three female prisoners before him for a moment.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the three women. Then, he grabbed Lin Qingxuan, who was lying on the ground as if trying to press her breasts into the earth,
and dragged her shoulder-length hair, which she had deliberately cut short because of her long service in the military, ignoring her violent struggles
. He then threw her in front of the three like trash, saying, "This is
the female soldier you identified as an undercover agent planted deep within the male army?"

Hearing this, the three dared not utter a word of "no," and hurriedly nodded like chickens pecking at rice. One of them even messed up
her hair, which was simply tied back with a rubber band, making her look like a shaman from an old movie
.

"Enough!!! If you keep nodding your heads, you might not identify the mole, but you'll steal my soul
!" Chang Baihua stopped them in a clearly joking tone. However, apart from a few of his
close associates who smirked slightly, not a single one of the hundreds of people present smiled; the entire scene remained
tense.

Chang Baihua glanced around, then a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He squatted down, looking at
Lin Qingxuan, who was cowering in fear, and said softly, "Come on! My dear Miss Lin,
isn't it a bit heartless not to see your longtime best friend?"

Lin Qingxuan, already numb with fear and shock, froze for a moment, then suddenly raised her head to look at the three female prisoners in front of her
. She was struck dumb, then weakly cried out, "Qing! Jingjing! Tianqing
! How... how could you..."

The three female prisoners stared longingly at Lin Qingxuan, who lay sprawled on the ground. Their eyes held a mixture of anger, jealousy, and a
hint of guilt. Before they could say anything, Chang Baihua clapped his hands, a
standard mocking smile on his face, and said, "Miss Lin probably doesn't know, but these three… uh… classmates! If it weren't
for these three! Our reunion would probably have to wait until the war was over! Hahahaha…
"

The four women fell silent.
They were childhood best friends, and Lin Qingxuan had always played the role of the gentle, intelligent, and beautiful older sister. But Lin Qingxuan
never dreamed that the person who had caused her to fall to this state was actually her closest friend. Thinking of this, two tears
slid down her cheeks, dripping onto her bare breasts.

At that moment, the three female prisoners seemed about to say something. Just as they made a slight movement, a dark
shadow swept past them with a whooshing sound, grazing their swollen breasts, followed by a crisp "crack" of
a whip. The four women and some other female prisoners present were startled and instinctively trembled.

"I've always loved a lively atmosphere! Since that's the case, how can such a touching reunion of classmates be without
something to liven things up?" Chang Baihua waved his hand, retracting the whip he had just drawn, and then
tossed it in front of the three women, looking at them with great interest as he continued, "Well… since you
've repeatedly denied your innocence and this person's shamelessness here… then I think I'll give you
a chance to get revenge on this… good sister! At least a former good sister! You…" "They...they shouldn't refuse
, right?!"

The three women looked down at the black leather whip on the ground that had lashed them dozens of times, a surge of excitement rising within them. However,
this excitement was overshadowed by the memories of being tortured to the point of near death, and fear once again gripped
their consciousness. They knew what kind of relationship Lin Qingxuan had with this devilish man in the past
; in fact, they could say that the birth of this devil was inextricably linked to them. All of this
compelled them to be cautious.

Chang Baihua sat on a chair that his soldiers had already brought over behind him. Looking at the three female prisoners' conflicted expressions , a feeling of disgust rose within him. He then pulled a small remote control
from his pocket and pressed a button on A Qing, who was standing in the middle. 　　" Ah ... 　　　　A female prisoner named Tian Qing was the first to grab the whip, but she only felt its smooth texture for a fleeting moment before the female prisoner named Jing Jing struck her in the ribs with an elbow strike, causing her to cry out in pain and yell, "Whoa!!! You little bitch! You even want to take this from me?!" 　　Jing Jing simply held the whip in her hand and made a gesture as if to lash out at Lin Qingxuan, who stood there dumbfounded . However, the whip didn't strike Lin Qingxuan; instead, two streams of sour, milky-smelling liquid splashed onto her face. 　　Lin Qingxuan looked up and saw that the whip in Jingjing's hand had already fallen to the ground, and her breasts, which were even larger than Aqing's, were being firmly grabbed from behind by Tianqing. Tianqing was viciously grabbing Jingjing's chest, and Lin Qingxuan could even see that the tips of Jingjing's fingers were already stained with blood. As for Jingjing, her face was contorted from the gripping, and the veins on her forehead were bulging. She roared in pain and anger, "My breasts! My breasts! I'll fight you to the death, you son of a bitch!!!" 　　Ignoring the fact that her breasts were still being grabbed by Tianqing, Jingjing used all her strength to forcefully twist her body to the side, and then raised her leg and delivered a heavy knee strike to Tianqing's crotch, making Tianqing curl up like a shrimp, clutching her groin and falling backward to the ground. 　　Here, no one gives a fall any chance. Ignoring the fact that her chest was already exposed , and enduring the scratches on her breasts and the throbbing pain inside, Jingjing mercilessly stomped on Tianqing's breasts, which were now lying on their side as she rolled over. Tianqing let out a cry of pain comparable to Jingjing's earlier. The largest of the three breasts was squeezed, releasing the most milk; it even seeped through Tianqing's prison uniform , forming a stream that quickly pooled on the ground. 　　After experiencing such intense ejaculation, Jingjing thought Tianqing had lost consciousness. Just as she was about to lift her foot, Tianqing grabbed her dangling foot and pulled her forward forcefully. Because of her large breasts, Jingjing had difficulty maintaining her balance and fell not far from Tianqing. Tianqing struggled to her feet and pounced on the fallen Jingjing. The two women wrestled in full view of everyone, completely oblivious to the fact that their bodies were being observed by the entire audience. 　　Chang Baihua, in the best vantage point, merely watched with interest, a smile on his face as he observed the two young ladies, previously considered from prestigious families, resorting to such underhanded tactics over a whip that had once lashed him countless times. A strong sense of disgust welled up within him, but his gaze suddenly left the two entangled fighting bodies and shifted to Aqing, who was now semi-conscious because of his actions. 　　Aqing was currently covering her breasts, which were overflowing with milk, with one hand, while the other hand gripped the black leather whip tightly, poised to lash out at Lin Qingxuan, who was innocently weeping and shaking her violently, repeatedly crying out, "Aqing! No!" 　　Just as the whip was about to strike Lin Qingxuan's voluptuous and sexy body, Aqing's breasts suddenly began to tremble violently again. This trembling was more intense than any she had experienced since arriving here; she could even see arcs of electricity appearing on her breasts! As for her milk...

Like a faucet turned on, her breasts, swollen from the electric shock, tore
open the tight prison uniform, spraying milk onto the ground.

"Very good! Number 9637! You really...didn't disappoint me!" Chang Baihua, who had somehow stood up
, walked to A Qing and patted her
huge breasts, which were still spraying milk even when flat on her chest. Then he stood up and said to everyone in the square, "Give Number 9637 a 'replenishment'
! In a while...she still has to perform the 'sister reunion ceremony' for our Miss Lin. As for those two...
let them 'be free'!"

The soldiers behind him simply bowed and answered "Yes," then lifted the limp A Qing and dragged her
to a room marked with a red cross. Tian Qing and Jing Jing, who had been fighting, could hear
everything Chang Baihua said. Their faces turned pale and they began to struggle against the soldiers' movements.

However, all of this was to no avail. Before Tianqing and Jingjing could react, their breasts were each
struck hard by the soldiers, leaving them bruised and swollen, trembling and
spraying milk far away.

Lin Qingxuan stared blankly as the two were carried away by the soldiers, her mind blank, only able
to stare blankly at their backs. Jingjing was as quiet and reserved as Lin Qingxuan knew her,
saying nothing unnecessary. But Tianqing, Lin Qingxuan didn't know what she had gone through during this time, or
if this was just her nature, her foul language was as loud as her breasts spraying milk,
making the soldiers holding her frown. They struck Tianqing hard in the abdomen, causing her body
to arch up instantly into a human arch.

Even so, Tian Qing remained silent. Perhaps the sudden shock had cleared her mind, for
she suddenly let out a bitter laugh, and then slowly said, "Hahaha...you...you two adulterers
! If I ever meet you again in my next life, I'll still frame you! I'll make sure you can't live like this anymore..." Before
Tian

Qing could finish speaking, Chang Baihua, who was sitting to the side, suddenly stood up, his eyes narrowing into slits
. This action caused all the officers present to change their expressions, because they knew that the woman had
somehow provoked this man, who was like a demon to women, to the point of complete rage. As expected
, Chang Baihua calmly called out to the two soldiers, then slowly walked to Tian Qing
and said with a smile, "As expected of an old classmate! You know I've been searching for the
person who framed me all these years!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Qing's face paled, and her entire body turned a shade whiter. She knew all too well that this
man had always been someone you couldn't anger, and now, he was even less likely to anger her
.

You see, Tian Qing herself had witnessed Chang Baihua, in a fit of rage,
ripping breasts off female prisoners while they were still alive. She was so terrified she didn't even dare vomit. The reason she
dared to reveal the incident where she framed him was entirely because she was about to be "liberated."

So what was this "liberation"? This story begins with Chang Baihua's rapid rise within the male army. During
his student days, Chang Baihua was a top genius in military academy, displaying astonishing
talent in pharmacology and psychology. While he was being framed and imprisoned, a large-scale leak of secrets also broke out within the male army
, and he unfortunately became involved.

After repeated purges and crackdowns by the male army's high command, all the female
spies planted by the female army in various factions within the male army were captured without exception. However, these men underestimated these women's ability to endure torture
.

These women, possessing some unknown advanced technology,
could have their memories automatically erased if they consciously leaked information. Some even became mentally impaired or in a vegetative state.

This caused immense headaches for the male military leadership, leading to a decline in their efforts to interrogate female spies.
Some mid-level male officers even
tolerated blatant violations of military discipline, such as treating female spies as playthings or sex slaves, all in the hope that some lucky break would one day discover a way to crack this
damned mental barrier!

For Chang Baihua, however, this presented a golden opportunity to turn his life around, as his previous research project
focused on this very issue, and his imprisonment provided him with the perfect testing ground.

Although Chang Baihua didn't have any particularly strong connections within the male military leadership, technically skilled prisoners naturally
had easier access to prison officials than other prisoners. His knowledge of psychology made communication with people incredibly
easy for him. Therefore, with the tacit approval of the prison leadership, he began his experiments.

True to his reputation as a genius in both pharmacology and psychology, in just three months, he discovered that
the mammary glands of these female spies were all in a deep dormant state. As for what deep dormancy meant, according to him
, the only difference between their mammary glands and butchered pork was that pork would rot if left for too long
, while their mammary glands wouldn't.

So, when he targeted the breasts of these female prisoners, putting them in the most active state of their lives, they
couldn't bear the sensation of their abnormally active breasts. Without exception, in the euphoric state of being milked, they
revealed everything they knew. He, in turn, received a pardon from the male army's high command, although he has always
maintained his innocence—but that's another story.

In short, after leaving prison, he changed his name to Chang Baihua
and joined the front lines of espionage. He distinguished himself in several intelligence battles crucial to the war effort. Had he not been forced to withdraw during his final infiltration due to betrayal, he likely would have extracted even more valuable intelligence
from the mouths of many more women, their breasts swollen and engorged . 　　Upon his return, Chang Baihua transformed into the financial linchpin responsible for the logistics of the entire male army's covert operations . Although some questioned his ability to handle this life-or-death position, he has never disappointed anyone . 　　When Chang Baihua returned to the prison where he had been imprisoned, it had been converted into a special detention center.

The concentration camp for female prisoners of war and various other female inmates—perhaps it was his nature, or perhaps
something happened during his framing—led him to infiltrate the camp using his connections. He
then used a breast activator he had invented to break the mental restraints imposed on female spies.

Women given this drug would experience breast enlargement of 2-3 cup sizes within 24 hours. However, this
increase in cup size didn't equate to skin growth. As the suddenly
enlarged mammary glands filled the breasts, some women with breast injuries would experience ruptured breasts
, becoming the initial source of "relief."

After the mammary glands filled the breast's interior, the drug would temporarily halt breast enlargement and instead
induce lactation. However, with the mammary glands already saturated, where would
the milk be stored? At this point, the breasts would swell further until the first wave of milk was completely expelled. Because
the breasts, stretched by the milk, had extra space, their mammary glands could continue to grow and swell
until their breasts completely burst.

Although using this drug was tantamount to a death sentence for the female prisoners' breasts, Chang Baihua
considered this inhumane and potentially incriminating. Therefore, he wrote in the camp's regulations: "Anyone
not sentenced to death may voluntarily request the destruction of their breasts before leaving this place!"

This is the current meaning of "liberation." Although this is still not very humane, it is much better than letting the girls
watch their pride as women turn into two lumps of broken flesh. As for
the method of destruction, that depended on Chang Baihua's own mood; after all, there weren't many people who could openly criticize him anymore
.

Now, Tian Qing no longer expected those "gentle methods" to help her "free herself." Sure enough
, Chang Baihua, standing before her, unbuttoned his military uniform cuffs and said with his hands slightly hanging down, "As
a reward, I'll personally help you 'free yourself'!"

The word "free" had barely entered her ears when Tian Qing felt something suddenly appear in her breasts. When the man
turned around, she discovered that two black military daggers had pierced through her breasts. Then she heard
Chang Baihua, with his back to her, say to the two soldiers, "You... stay away..."

The two soldiers, hearing this, didn't dare hesitate. They each jumped to the side, rolling two or three meters after landing.
Then, a crisp snap of fingers and an explosion rang out. When the smoke cleared and everyone saw
Tian Qing again, they all gasped in shock.

Tian Qing lay sprawled in the field, her upper body, especially her chest, still shrouded in smoke, though
her upper body was clearly visible. There wasn't much to describe; her injuries, or cause of death, were simply
that her enormous breasts, almost overflowing with J-cup size, along with her ribs, lungs, and heart, had been
blown open. Her face, splattered with blood and flesh from her own chest, still held a dazed
expression, a reluctance to let go of life.

"Sorry, after all, we're old classmates; I went a little too far!" Chang Baihua returned to his seat, crossed his legs
, and slowly re-fastened his cufflinks.

However, no one dared to speak. Even the adjutant standing behind him broke out in a cold
sweat, thinking to himself, "Was that a bit too much? Please! You just used your special weapon and killed him,
okay?"

Chang Baihua was completely unconcerned about the suffocating atmosphere. He gestured behind him, then glanced at
Lin Qingxuan, who was kneeling on the ground with a look of utter dismay. The soldiers behind him nodded and left to carry out their orders
. Then, he stood up and shouted to everyone in the room, "You bunch of little cows, showing off your
big, horny tits, without any men..." "Come touch, but no man comes to suck, you must be turning into bitter women by now! Okay,
I'm not inhumane, look! See Miss Lin and her best friend?"

At this point, Chang Baihua pointed to the high platform in the distance, where two snow-white bodies were suspended by
their arms raised high. Those were Jingjing and Lin Qingxuan being carried away. Chang Baihua walked around the crowd to the platform,
stood between the two women, and said in a loud voice, "My little cows! I allow you to indulge your
emotions today! But... you don't seem to have a trigger?! Number 9637! How long are you going to dawdle?!
"

Chang Baihua stood on the platform, pointing at the crowd with exaggerated gestures like a variety show host.
Behind him was Aqing, who was bent over, bare-chested, one hand covering her bulging breasts, the other
tightly gripping a black leather whip, her legs bent as if she would collapse at any moment
.

Although Aqing didn't say anything, she could only look with complicated emotions at the three people on the stage being watched by everyone
, and at the bloodstains left on the ground after Tianqing's breasts exploded. She knew all three of them, and they used to be
her closest friends. Now, they could only reunite in this way. Thinking of this, her tears, along with
the milk that filled her breasts from the recent injection of a mammary gland activator, flowed uncontrollably.

Although Chang Baihua could tell what was wrong with A Qing's expression, he wouldn't
show any mercy today because of the past friendship they had abandoned. Seeing A Qing stand before Jingjing and Lin Qingxuan, Chang Baihua
snapped his fingers behind him and said to A Qing, "Senior A Qing... this should be the last time I call
you that... but since I've called you that, it means I'll give you a favor!"

Hearing this, A Qing's pale face twitched slightly. Chang Baihua pointed his thumb at Lin Qingxuan
and continued, "And you, just use this whip to give this slut who dumped me back then a good thrashing
! As for Jingjing..."

Chang Baihua didn't finish his sentence, instead meeting A Qing's gaze with murderous intent. In
those few seconds of eye contact, A Qing deeply felt what it meant to stand on the edge of an abyss. Realizing she absolutely couldn't
disobey this man's will, she could only nod, showing sufficient obedience.

Seeing Aqing's submissive, lamb-like demeanor, Chang Baihua turned and walked towards Jingjing behind him.
After confirming that Chang Baihua had given no further instructions, Aqing walked with difficulty towards Lin Qingxuan, whose face was ashen
.

Lin Qingxuan, of course, wasn't intimidated by Chang Baihua's petty antics. At this moment, she was
silently repenting for the truth about Chang Baihua's actions back then. She had once vowed to marry no one but her Ahua! But
now, she was abandoned by everyone, her family destroyed, which added a
chilling sorrow to her regret.

"Hey! Little cow! Stop pretending!"

Ah Qing's words snapped Lin Qingxuan out of her reverie. Seeing Ah Qing standing before her with a whip
, Lin Qingxuan became a little more honest, thrusting out her 36E breasts and saying, "I
know! I knew from the beginning that you were jealous of my figure! So I've been trying to find ways
to improve your figures!"

A sharp crack of the whip rang out. Ah Qing looked at Lin Qingxuan's two slightly sagging breasts, and
the jealousy deep within her welled up in her eyes again. She roared at Lin Qingxuan, "So, this is your
way of improving our figures? Our family background and status are inferior to yours, yet you even try to steal our men!"

Lin Qingxuan was about to retort when she felt a sharp pain in her left breast. Looking closely, she was shocked to find a bloody welt on her
left breast. She was about to cry out in pain when she felt the same sharp pain in her right breast. Only
then did the bloodstain on her left breast reveal its true pain.

It was a burning, unbearable tingling and itching sensation, as if she wanted to
cut off the spot where she had been whipped. Lin Qingxuan felt a agonizing, yet somewhat irresistible, itch. Her breasts
were already exceptionally sensitive before she "lost" her nipples; she used to even wear nipple covers over her nipples before going out.
Now, however, she was displaying her breasts in front of a group of prisoners and guards, having her pride of over twenty years lashed out
. This immense shame made her tremble and her breathing rapid.

Seeing Lin Qingxuan's rosy cheeks and delicate appearance after only two lashes to her breasts
, Aqing's jealousy quickly transformed into a raging fury. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she actually thrust out
her breasts, which were about to break through the H-cup barrier, and roared at Lin Qingxuan, "You shameless
, cheap cow! You really think I can't beat those two mounds of flesh to pieces without your nipples?!"

Then, fueled by her anger, the whip in Aqing's hand transformed into a nimble black snake,
launching a predatory attack on Lin Qingxuan's breasts like a python hunting. Each bite of the whip
left horrifying bloody welts on Lin Qingxuan's white flesh, so white it showed blue veins, and each newly formed
welt would develop into a bloody mess within seconds. The pain was so intense that she felt like she wanted to tear her own flesh out to relieve the agony, forcing her
to cry out, "Ah! Ugh! Ah Qing, no... don't hit my breasts! Ah! My breasts! My breasts
! It hurts! Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Each of Lin Qingxuan's cries drew more attention from the other female prisoners present. Seeing so many
women with large breasts, Lin Qingxuan initially didn't feel anything, only a wave of shame from her pampered past
causing her face to flush. However, something happened that caused her shame to explode
. Whether it was her cries triggering painful memories for the other prisoners or
the stark contrast of her privileged status, a noisy discussion broke out, quickly turning into
insults and slander against her personally.

"What are you so arrogant about, you little wench! You've been dragged here to have your breasts whipped!"

"You slut! So what if you have big breasts! My breasts are much bigger than yours now!"

"Hey, sister! Whip harder! It would be best if you whipped this cow's milk until it bursts!"

The obscene words brought Lin Qingxuan's shame to her throat. She didn't want to care, but
she was being whipped naked in front of everyone, her large breasts exposed.
The blush on her face grew even more intense, her heart pounded faster, and blood rushed to her genitals and
breasts being whipped. A powerful pleasure rose within her, making her
body, which had never been with a man before, even weaker. Her cries of pain somehow took on a girlish, shy, and infatuated
quality: "Ah~~ breasts~~ no~~ don't hit~~ Qing~~ please~~ oh~~ let me go~~ uh~"
"No more~~ I... I... Ah~~~~! ! !"

Ah Qing was Lin Qingxuan's torturer. Standing on the high platform, she could naturally notice Lin Qingxuan's change. However
, having endured countless brutal punishments, seeing Lin Qingxuan's face flushed with desire on her first torture was undoubtedly like
pouring a bucket of volatile fuel on the raging fire in her heart!

Fueled by her intensifying rage, Aqing wielded the whip with even greater speed, striking Lin Qingxuan's
breasts with increasing force. The rapidly whipping shadows sent her soft flesh swaying through the air
, flinging torn pieces of flesh far away. She roared furiously, "I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death
! You filthy cow! You dare to orgasm in front of me! You slut! You pervert! You sex toy! I'll beat
you to death, you shameless big-breasted slut..."

Under this intense beating, the skin on Lin Qingxuan's breasts quickly became completely raw.
However, just as Lin Qingxuan's eyes rolled back, her body trembling, preparing for her first orgasm on the execution ground,
a piercing scream from beside her interrupted her.

A single scream was clearly insufficient; accompanying the scream were two short,
heavy thuds from objects hitting the ground. When everyone's gaze fell upon
the rack beside Lin Qingxuan, some of the newly arrived female prisoners clutched their chests with one hand and covered their
mouths with the other, staring at the rack in terror. The remaining older female prisoners, however,
released all the energy Lin Qingxuan had stirred within them, leaving only pale and fearful expressions.

Jingjing, who had previously been suspended on the rack with her I-cup breasts as prominent as Lin Qingxuan's,
now hung her head low, seemingly oblivious to her fate. The reason for her predicament was that
Chang Baihua was holding her in his arms.

If Jingjing were awake, she would see the filth on her toes, and she would still feel
something was missing. Her chest now bore two gaping wounds, blood staining
her stomach and running down her strong thighs to her feet, finally falling into a pool of
blood on the ground.

How did Chang Baihua end up holding Jingjing's breasts? Let's rewind a bit, to
before Chang Baihua temporarily entrusted Lin Qingxuan to Aqing's care.

Chang Baihua leisurely walked up to Jingjing, teasing her as she hung in mid-air, her
large breasts swaying: "Jingjing, oh Jingjing! Tell me, why did you frame me? My impression of you
is still that of a shy, bookish girl!"

Jingjing remained silent, her eyes filled with complex emotions—confusion, admiration, fear, and
sadness—but above all, a resolute determination.

Seeing Jingjing's complex expression transform into a resolute one, Chang Baihua sighed slightly. He gestured to her,
and two soldiers stepped onto the execution platform behind him. They began binding Jingjing's ample breasts with two thin rubber tubes
. Taking advantage of this moment, Chang Baihua continued, "Actually, I had almost
figured it out back in prison, but I had neither evidence nor time. So, once I returned, none of the three of you could escape
!"

Jingjing, who had been looking down at her breasts as if they were her head bound by a noose, raised her head upon hearing this
and spoke to Chang Baihua for the first time, her voice soft but not cloying: "So, I was the mantis all along... "
..."

Chang Baihua was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and gave her a thumbs up, saying, "Yes! If I hadn't
been secretly investigating this matter within the women's army, I would probably have been a 'Cicada' in front of you for the rest of my life
, wouldn't I?" Miss "Yellow Sparrow!"

Feeling the tingling and swelling sensation from her breasts being bound, Jingjing felt that her breasts
were about to uncontrollably spurt milk again, but she understood that these things no longer mattered, because she knew that this
man would never let her go, so she also let go of her last bit of restraint, her face
slightly flushed and her breathing rapid, she replied, "Then...that's really an honor...I actually...I actually had
my identity exposed in public...in public by the famous 'King of Spades'!"

Looking at Jingjing's breasts ... The nipples, no longer sensitive, slowly leaked milk downwards. Chang Baihua
didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at
the large breasts he had played with to this extent, about to be completely destroyed, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He blew his nose and continued, "You...
so you know my identity! It seems there are still...quite significant loopholes within our ranks!"

Jingjing fell silent, feeling the slight coolness in her breasts caused by poor blood circulation turn into a
stronger numbness. The flow of milk changed from a stream that had been flowing close to her lower breasts to several stronger
yellow-white parabolas. Jingjing remained silent, only breathing heavily as she watched her breasts gradually
swell and change color, as if bidding farewell to her own breasts.

Chang Baihua remained silent at this moment. Perhaps it was the mutual respect between them as top-notch spies, or perhaps it was because
deep down Chang Baihua still held onto a last vestige of tenderness for this gentle girl from years ago. They remained silent, and
neither of them spoke. They simply watched as the veins on her breasts bulged, as her breasts
changed color from pale to rosy, and as her milk flowed faster and faster, eventually splashing onto Chang Baihua's clothes.

At this point, Chang Baihua simply took a handkerchief from his pocket, smiled, and wiped the milk off his clothes
. Then, he held the milk-stained part of Jingjing's clothes to his nose and smelled it, saying, "Let me tell you,
from the first time I met the four of you, I was thinking about
how I would drink the milk from all four of your breasts… Now, it really doesn't taste as good as the colostrum I had before…"

Hearing this, a blush miraculously appeared on Jingjing's pale face, and her eyes
softened considerably. She said, "You… how dare you bring that up! Back then… you said it was my colostrum to offer
you… but…" "...And you! You just went straight for it...and even...and sucked my nipples until
they were peeling..."

Chang Baihua was taken aback, then a genuine smile appeared on his face as he said, "You remember
! You have no idea how excited I was when I saw you two with those huge breasts spraying milk!"

Jingjing's lips stiffened, then she gave a bitter smile and said, "You...and you're still pretending to be
stupid...back then you...just felt...my breasts...were the same size as Qingxuan's...that's why...that's why you were
so rough..."

Sensing Jingjing's obviously rapid breathing and broken sentences, Chang Baihua just smiled and said to Jingjing:
"There was no other way back then...who told your breasts to swell up so much after using my medicine!"

Jingjing laughed, then turned her head to look at Lin Qingxuan, whose chest was being frantically whipped by Aqing.
She said intermittently, "This time...you really...have really...made it big...ah...Qingxuan's breasts...
are so big...plus...your...your medicine...hehe...but...I think...I wo
n't be able to see them...but...let me...help you one last time..." After

Jingjing finished speaking, she didn't turn her head to look at Chang Baihua. Chang Baihua was silent for a moment, then
stretched out his palm and waved it in Jingjing's direction. The soldiers behind him immediately understood and went up to the execution platform. They placed
four small black boxes with pulleys and rails on the leather tape tightly bound to the base of Jingjing's breasts
, two on each side in a "V" shape. After that, the soldiers left the platform, leaving only
the two of them staring at each other.

Just as Chang Baihua was about to press the button in his hand, intending to officially
"release" the female spy in front of him whom he loved and admired, the female spy suddenly spoke. No one else could hear her voice, but
that didn't mean Chang Baihua couldn't see it. When her lips completely stopped moving, Chang Baihua pressed
the button in his hand and, using the same mouth movements, said to Jingjing, "Thank you!"

As Chang Baihua pressed the button, the four black boxes hanging from Jingjing's breasts
began to move around them after receiving mechanical commands. After circling rapidly a few times, the boxes quickly adjusted
their positions. Then, as they moved again, two beams of red light shot
out from under the boxes, directly burning the points of contact with Jingjing's breasts, releasing two plumes of blue smoke and a pungent smell of burning pigskin
.

Jingjing still didn't turn around, but fine beads of sweat were clearly visible on her forehead. Because,
at her location, it wasn't just the smell of burning pigskin; a strong stench of blood and milk also
wafted into her nostrils from where the smoke was rising.

However, before she could experience any further pain from the burning sensation, the black box around her breasts had already circled
her nipples once. Then came a tearing sound that sent chills down her spine. After that, she could
no longer feel her breasts, which she had cherished for over twenty years. Instead, she felt waves of burning
pain in her chest, and an emptiness left behind after her body had been cut open and torn apart.

As Jingjing's breasts suddenly fell to the ground, the excruciating pain in her chest gradually spread throughout her body.
The intense pain and the shame of having her breasts cut off in public caused her severely injured chest to heave violently,
transforming the slight undulation into a piercing scream: "My breasts!!!
"

Chang Baihua stepped forward and picked up Jingjing's two I-cup breasts from the ground, lifting them by the nipples.
Looking at Jingjing hanging on the rack, head drooping, seemingly oblivious to her fate, he couldn't help but sigh. However, when he
felt the heavy weight of Jingjing's severed breasts in his hands, his mood improved considerably.

Just then, Chang Baihua's adjutant walked up to the execution platform with a tray, then deftly took the two
large breasts, still bleeding from their bases. He walked down the platform with a calm expression, and as he passed the group of prisoners, the female prisoners
automatically made way for him. Some even fainted upon seeing Jingjing's severed breasts,
while others turned away and vomited everything they had eaten that day. The
female prisoners of war, veterans of battle, simply stared palely at the fading blood on the breasts. Aqing , holding a whip, stared blankly as Jingjing's breastless body was removed

from the rack , her body limp as if all her bones had been removed. She shuddered and turned to lash the tearful Lin Qingxuan with her whip again. However, just as she raised her hand , she realized that there was someone's back between them. 　　The man merely examined Lin Qingxuan's breasts, which were already covered in welts from A Qing's whipping. Then, he lowered his head, reached out and touched Lin Qingxuan's vulva. After feeling the damp, sticky sensation , he turned to A Qing and said, "Sigh... I'm very disappointed in you, number 9637!" 　　Hearing this, A Qing's already pale face seemed to turn even paler, and she subconsciously took a step back . However, the man in front of her had already transformed into a black shadow, snatching the whip from her hand. Then, he turned his head and delivered a thunderous whip strike, brutally whipping Lin Qingxuan's bloodied breasts as if they had been sliced in half with a knife. 　　Having witnessed the deaths and injuries of her two former best friends, and the destruction of her own breasts , leaving them bloodied and mangled, Lin Qingxuan's heart was already taut with tension. However, Chang Baihua's powerful lash finally exhausted that last bit of tension. When her breasts stopped bouncing on her chest, poor Lin Qingxuan finally fainted. 　　But while Lin Qingxuan was unconscious, no one else present collapsed. Even Chang Baihua, the very person who had caused her fainting, looked on with a gleeful expression at the pitiful sight on her chest. 　　A thick, dark red gash ran across both breasts, and at the tip of one breast, a stitched-up opening revealed something struggling to emerge from it. 　　Seeing this, Chang Baihua flicked his right hand downwards, and a dark shadow shot out from his sleeve, which he firmly grasped. Everyone present stared in astonishment, for it was Chang Baihua's unique military dagger used to rip open Tian Qingxuan's breasts. 　　Chang Baihua paid no heed to their astonished gazes. Holding the dagger in one hand, he lightly twirled it along the stitches on Lin Qingxuan's breasts, and then two delicate, luscious nipples emerged from their flesh like flower buds, proudly standing atop Lin Qingxuan's breasts like two newborn children . 　　At this, Chang Baihua simply waved his hand behind him, and the soldiers behind him went to the execution platform, lowered Lin Qingxuan from the rack, and carried her to the medical room. The room was deathly silent, except for Chang Baihua, who stood on the execution platform watching Lin Qingxuan's departing figure. 　　Ah Qing was arguably the person closest to Chang Baihua among everyone present. She naturally understood what the look in Chang Baihua's eyes meant when he saw Lin Qingxuan off. But what could she do? She couldn't run away, she couldn't fight back, and she couldn't win an argument. She could only stand there with her large breasts, letting Chang Baihua decide her fate, completely powerless to fight back. 　　Just as Aqing remained motionless, pondering how to get Chang Baihua to let her go, Chang Baihua suddenly spoke, "You're thinking about how I'll deal with you later, right? Number 9637!" 　　This sent a chill down Aqing's spine, filling her with intense fear. However, before the fear could spread throughout her body, Chang Baihua's next words plunged her into despair: "I've never liked you before! So tell me, when I find out you were the most active person in Jingjing's scheme against me, how will I deal with you ?!" 　　Aqing's expression went blank for a moment, and just as she was about to flee from this man at all costs, a loud crack of a whip rang out again, this time so fast that Aqing didn't even see it. She only felt a gust of wind brush past her nose, followed by a tearing pain in her nipple. She looked down and the sight before her chest made her immediately kneel on the ground.

She saw that her once thick, thumb-sized nipples and the areolas, about half the size of her palm, had been
completely severed by some sharp instrument. Two mushroom-shaped nipples lay on the ground, the cut only slightly rough at the top, the
rest smooth as a mirror.

Seeing her nipples severed and falling to the ground, Aqing cried out in pain. Ignoring the milk
and blood gushing from her wounds, she frantically grabbed the nipples from the ground and pressed them against her wounds. However, before she could even
press them to her wounds, a merciless hand had already plunged into Aqing's
organs, filled with milk and glands. Aqing could only stand there, stunned and unable to move.

"Do you know! I've wanted to do this for a long time..." Chang Baihua's eyes were cold as he watched Aqing
's face gradually contort. His hand, inserted into her breast, slowly stirred, as if gently caressing and massaging a lover.
But this gentle action, placed inside the breast, became a torturous torture.

At this moment, Aqing felt as if her breasts were churning inside. Each cluster of mammary glands
was breaking free from their confinement under Chang Baihua's repeated kneading, and each freed cluster brought Aqing
excruciating pain, like flesh being torn apart. The reason she could still remain kneeling was because she clung
to a sliver of hope that Chang Baihua wouldn't empty her breasts in public. However, in the next few seconds,
she was disappointed.

Because Chang Baihua seemed to have grown tired of playing with Aqing's breast, and as his expression gradually turned disgusted, he suddenly gripped
Aqing's breast tightly and pulled hard. Aqing's breast instantly deflated
, and she cried out in pain, falling backward to the ground, screaming in agony, "Chang Baihua! You
ruined one of my breasts! You ruined one of my breasts!!!"

Chang Baihua ignored her, simply gesturing for his newly returned adjutant to come forward. He then
disdainfully tossed the mammary gland from one of Aqing's breasts onto a tray, and then, ignoring Aqing's cries of agony, ruthlessly
inserted his hand into Aqing's other, still relatively intact, headless, large breast.

This time, Chang Baihua was decisive. He inserted his hand into Aqing's other breast, twisted and pulled
, and a large lump of plump, milky-scented mammary gland was ripped from her breast. He then casually tossed it
to the adjutant behind him carrying a tray.

After wiping the stickiness from his hands, Chang Baihua looked at Aqing lying on the ground, her breasts empty and reduced
to two lumps of bleeding flesh. He said disdainfully, "Want to know where these two lumps of mammary gland are going?"

Chang Baihua walked up to Aqing, bent down, and whispered, "Of course, I'll feed them to the pigs
! Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Aqing could no longer control her emotions. She cried and weakly
reached out to grab Chang Baihua with both hands, shouting, "Chang Baihua, I'll kill you! Even as a ghost..." "I won't let you go! Give
me back my breasts! Give me back my breasts..."

Chang Baihua glanced coldly at Aqing, effortlessly dodging her weak scratches, and
said to those around him, "Throw her out! Let her live like this with those two fleshy skins sticking out!"

And so, Aqing was dragged away from the training ground by the guards. Until she was completely out of the training ground, everyone
could hear Aqing's frantic screams. Chang Baihua didn't care about
any of that; after gesturing to the warden, he left the training ground without saying a word.

A few days later, Lin Qingxuan woke up in her cell. As

soon as Lin Qingxuan got up, she felt a tearing pain in her chest. The pain was so intense that
she had to stay in bed, waiting for the medical staff to arrive.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Qingxuan recalled the scene of her breasts being whipped in front of everyone, which made
her cheeks flush with shame. Then she thought of her Ah Hua, now Chang Baihua, and
his cold-blooded cruelty towards Tian Qing and Jing Jing, and a dark cloud descended upon her heart.

Especially when Chang Baihua snatched the whip from Ah Qing's hand and delivered the heaviest lash to her breasts
, a part of Lin Qingxuan's heart shattered with that lash. However, she didn't sink
into despair for long, because as she fainted, she felt a comfortable sensation in her chest, and this sensation made her
think of a certain possibility.

So, Lin Qingxuan raised her hand and gently ran it across the front of her chest, which was wrapped up like a mummy
. Then, with a quick gasp, she withdrew her hand, muttering under her breath, "Damn Ahua
! He knew perfectly well why he hit so hard! Isn't he afraid of me…?"

Just as Lin Qingxuan was silently fuming, the cell door suddenly opened, and a stern-looking
man in a high-ranking military officer's uniform walked in, carrying a tray full of medical equipment. Then
, the first thing he did was casually ask Lin Qingxuan, "Aren't you afraid of anything?"

When Lin Qingxuan saw it was him, her cheeks puffed out in a cute arc. She turned her body to the side, deliberately
avoiding looking at him. Taking this opportunity, he gestured to the guards outside to let them leave. Only
after the last sound of the guards' footsteps outside the cell faded away did the man turn around, walk to Lin Qingxuan's bedside, and, disregarding her
reaction, reach forward to untie the straps wrapped around her chest.

Lin Qingxuan naturally knew what the man behind her was doing. Although she still harbored resentment towards him,
his initial attitude towards her seemed to be as gentle and considerate as ever. However, thinking of this,
Lin Qingxuan suddenly sat up abruptly from the bed as if she had gone mad. Ignoring the fact that the bandage on her chest had been untied
, she slapped the man across the face, crying out, "Zhang Zhihua! You bastard!"

"Zhang Zhihua," who had been slapped out of nowhere, looked at the tearful Lin Qingxuan and didn't
use the imposing aura he had cultivated over the years to suppress the pitiful girl. Instead, he
handed her a handkerchief. Lin Qingxuan was about to refuse, but stopped crying the moment she saw the handkerchief.
Instead, she hugged the man tightly, softly saying, "Long time no see... Ah Hua!
"

"Ah Hua," who was being hugged, seemed a little bewildered, but he quickly recalled every moment he had spent with this girl.
A sweet embrace followed, and he effortlessly pulled Lin Qingxuan into his arms, whispering in her ear, "Your chest
feels so good, Qingxuan!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan's cheeks flushed instantly. She lowered her head and nuzzled against the man's shoulder. He didn't
disturb her, letting her rub against his shoulder. When they emerged from this blissful separation
, both their faces were slightly flushed. Then, Lin Qingxuan spoke first, "Excuse me, I'm
here... "I should call you Chang Baihua!"

Chang Baihua simply lowered his head, looking with slight guilt at Lin Qingxuan's slightly sagging E-cup breasts.
The bloodstains from A Qing's withdrawal had mostly healed, but the deep bloodstain he had left across her breasts
still hadn't faded, looking like it might leave a scar. Lin Qingxuan seemed to notice
where he was looking, and the blush that had just faded from her cheeks returned. She lowered her head and whispered, "Don't look..."
"...I...I'll be yours sooner or later..."

Hearing this, Chang Baihua's face flushed red. He coughed lightly, turned away, and stopped
staring at Lin Qingxuan's alluring breasts. But after a few seconds, Chang Baihua remembered why he had come
, and could only force himself to turn his head back, trying to look at Lin Qingxuan's face as he said, "
Um...Qingxuan, first of all, I have to say that your uncle has fallen ill..."

Lin Qingxuan's face instantly turned pale. She hurriedly grabbed Chang Baihua's arm, her eyes
and tone equally urgent as she asked him: "What happened to my father? Ah Hua, tell me!"

Chang Baihua
gently placed Lin Qingxuan's hand, which was tightly gripping his arm, in his palm. He then suppressed the desire aroused by the friction of Lin Qingxuan's breasts against his body and calmly said, "Uncle is still under observation.
As for when he will recover, there's no news yet."

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan's eyes instantly filled with tears, quickly soaking the sheet beneath her
. No sound of crying escaped her lips. Chang Baihua could only watch silently, knowing that
the girl before him couldn't be persuaded at this moment.

After Lin Qingxuan's sobs gradually subsided, Chang Baihua stood up,
picked up one of the several vials of medicine he had placed on the bed, and continued looking at the still tearful Lin Qingxuan, "This is the second thing I've done here
. You... you absolutely must be injected with a breast activator!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan suddenly stared intently at Chang Baihua, who had stood up. Her eyes held no coldness, only pleading
and pity. However, before entering this prison, she had a private conversation with Chang Baihua. In that
conversation, they finalized the details of Lin Qingxuan's imprisonment and their relationship. Although
Lin Qingxuan already knew that to protect her father's power and status, she wouldn't have an easy time getting out of prison
, judging from the current situation, it seemed her precious breasts... were probably beyond saving.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingxuan lowered her head, looking at her beautiful breasts, and asked in a weak voice, "
Is...is this really all...is this all?"

Chang Baihua didn't get angry or accuse her, but replied gently, "Although even if we didn't take this path
, I still had a way to save Uncle's life, it's just...you and I won't have much peace in this life!"

Lin Qingxuan lowered her head, silently cupping her breasts with her hands, tears dripping onto them. After a
moment, Lin Qingxuan raised her head again, lay back down, and put her arms... Pressed tightly against her ribs
, making her breasts appear like two enormous soup dumplings, flattened on her chest, she said to Chang Baihua
, "Destroy me..."

Before Lin Qingxuan could finish speaking, she felt a gust of wind brush past her face, and then her lips were
pressed against another pair of slightly stubbled lips. In less than three seconds, a strong
masculine scent pried open her tightly closed teeth, and she let him take whatever he wanted from her soft, fragrant mouth,
entwining and swirling around her—what a blissful, intoxicating kiss!

As their lips parted, Lin Qingxuan was already flushed and panting from the sudden, passionate kiss
. However, when she saw Chang Baihua also panting heavily, and using one hand, still clutching an empty syringe, to unbutton
his uniform, she understood that her breasts had been
stolen by the man before her with a single kiss. But she didn't care; as long as she gave herself to him while her breasts were still full, she
would have no regrets in this life.

Before Lin Qingxuan could react, Chang Baihua, who had always been as cold as ice, pressed her down between his
legs and began to gnaw at the sensitive area behind Lin Qingxuan's neck like a wild beast. Lin Qingxuan
took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Chang Baihua's neck, her delicate hands gently stroking the man's strong back, her
breath soft and sweet: "Uh... Ah Hua... Uh... I'll give you... Huff... My person
... Uh... My breasts..." "Huff... As long as you want it... I'll give it all to you... Ah!"

Lin Qingxuan's intoxicated moans caused Chang Baihua to tremble. He immediately stood up and tore off his
clothes, revealing his firm muscles. At this moment, Lin Qingxuan, ignoring
the burning sensation in her breasts after being injected with the drug, pressed her still-healing chest against Chang Baihua's body
, their hips pressed tightly together. His erect penis was already rising.

Chang Baihua felt the heat emanating from her soft, fragrant body and couldn't help but let out a low growl. Then, ignoring Lin
Qingxuan's delicate hands still wandering around his belt, he roughly buried his face
between Lin Qingxuan's breasts, which were visibly swelling. He then unbuckled his belt and
pulled off his pants, revealing a penis slightly shorter than a baby's arm but very thick.

Upon seeing this object, Lin Qingxuan, whether due to the effects of the medication injected into her breasts or her own
shy nature, blushed deeply and avoided her gaze. However, soon after, her
hands trembled slightly as she touched the erect penis radiating a strong masculine scent, murmuring, "This…
this is a man's… there? It's so thick…"

Chang Baihua, on the other hand, quite enjoyed the feeling of Lin Qingxuan's hands caressing his penis; after all, he was one of those…
A seasoned veteran of countless encounters with women, he naturally understood the sense of belonging and ritual that came with a woman touching the penis of her beloved
. He even trembled his already rock-hard member, making Lin Qingxuan blush even more
.

Looking at Lin Qingxuan beneath him, her breasts already burning hot, her body reclining, her face flushed with a shy, girlish charm, Chang
Baihua's desire to conquer exploded uncontrollably. Just as he was growing increasingly impatient with Lin Qingxuan teasing
his nearly bursting penis with her hands, intending to force himself on her, Lin Qingxuan suddenly
spoke softly, "Let me do it…you lie down…"

Lin Qingxuan's words undoubtedly possessed a magical power for Chang Baihua, so much so that he didn't even
think about it; his body had already risen from her, then embraced her slender waist,
rolling them chest to chest on the bed. Lin Qingxuan then knelt and sat on Chang Baihua's thick thighs.

Lin Qingxuan's gaze at this moment, without a word, gave Chang Baihua a feeling from back then. Back then, he
and Lin Qingxuan were also in a secluded place, with the same words and the same actions. But the next moment
, he was dragged here by the military police who burst in, their arms twisted. For nearly ten years afterward, he walked in a living
hell, struggling to survive, only hoping to see the girl sitting on him now, her bare breasts swelling, looking at him sweetly.
Thinking of this, a tear slid down his cheek onto the pillow, and then, with a slight sob, he
said to the girl before him, "You...you still remember?"

Lin Qingxuan, her heart also filled with tenderness, could only look at her lover with deep affection and say, "Of course, you..."
"...But it's the man I've set my sights on!"

Before she could finish speaking, as Lin Qingxuan guided Chang Baihua's penis into her
virginity, which she had preserved for over twenty years, a sharp pain of her hymen being torn apart caused her to
collapse forward, as if unable to support her ample breasts, onto the man who had just taken her virginity. At that moment, a tear fell onto the man's
chest, accompanied by the tantalizing sounds of their union. A single sentence slowly
escaped Lin Qingxuan's lips: "I...I'm finally your woman!"

Hearing this, Chang Baihua simply... He held Lin Qingxuan in his arms, and then, with her
body moving slowly, he began to move. However, what Chang Baihua saw as merely an initiation for a virgin was
unexpectedly smooth after the initial pain. With each
deeper penetration, her movements became increasingly larger, until after a minute, she was completely
swaying on top of him. This surprised Chang Baihua, but also raised questions. However, when he recalled Lin Qingxuan's
behavior at the execution ground, he understood everything.

After understanding the girl's question, he consciously began to cooperate with Lin Qingxuan's movements,
initiating a more intense sexual encounter. During this time, Lin Qingxuan was brought to ecstasy
and moaning by Chang Baihua's nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Even before Chang Baihua ejaculated inside her, she had already experienced her
first true orgasm. Then she continued to writhe on top of Chang Baihua, continuing their
lovemaking.

They continued like this from morning until dusk. When Lin Qingxuan could no longer move her breasts
, she lay on her side beside Chang Baihua, pressing her breasts tightly against his arm, quietly
feeling his long, deep breaths. Looking at her man's cold profile, her mind wandered to
the hours of frenzied sex they had just endured, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

At this moment, Chang Baihua's hand suddenly covered Lin Qingxuan's
firm, large breasts, which had swelled by two and a half cup sizes in just a few hours, reaching an H cup. He pinched the
small, red bean-like nipples, still erect but now a deep red, and smiled as if saying to the breasts, "Aren't you getting bigger?"

Having her sensitive nipples pinched by Chang Baihua made the blush on Lin Qingxuan's face, which had just begun to fade
, even more vibrant. Her body trembled slightly, and she then thrust her breasts forward even further, making a
gesture of offering them up for him to enjoy. Then, in a soft, trembling voice, she said, "You little rascal, if you want to drink Mommy's milk, just
say so!"

Hearing this, Chang Baihua simply smiled, then pressed his body against Lin Qingxuan's, ignoring
her coquettish expression, and gently took one of her left breasts into his mouth, biting it lightly with his teeth
. At the same time, his other hand climbed up... He gently kneaded, stroked, and teased her other breast. Lin Qingxuan's
breasts were extremely sensitive and swollen at this moment. How could she withstand Chang Baihua's onslaught? Before long
, she was moaning softly: "Ah~~ breasts~~ breasts are so swollen~~ Ah Hua~~ suck them~~ yes~~
ah ah ah~~ that's it~~ that's it~~ ah ah ah~~ breasts~~ so comfortable~~ um uh uh uh
~~ breasts~~ breasts are melting~~ um "Ahhh..."

Just as these bone-melting moans were about to reach their climax, Chang Baihua suddenly felt a
wonderful liquid, salty and slightly sweet, spurt from his mouth. At the same time, he felt his fingers, which were clinging
to the other large breast, become wet. Then he heard Lin Qingxuan beneath him let out a
high-pitched moan that made him feel unbearably numb: "Milk~~ My milk~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"

Then, Lin Qingxuan used all her strength to press Chang Baihua's head tightly against one of her breasts
, letting him bite and suckle. Chang Baihua naturally wouldn't miss the gift from these large breasts.
He forcefully pressed Lin Qingxuan's two large breasts together, and then began to squeeze from the outside of her breasts towards her cleavage with both hands
. The result of this was that after another high-pitched moan from Lin Qingxuan, her swollen lower body almost gushed out
love fluid tinged with blood.

Of course, Chang Baihua wasn't having an easy time either. Because Lin Qingxuan's breast milk was so thick, just
the spray from one breast was enough for his mouth to digest, let alone the amount of milk sprayed out when both breasts were squeezed together.
The two huge, teardrop-shaped breasts that Chang Baihua had squeezed were dripping streams of yellowish-white colostrum from his mouth
. After passing through the skin of the breasts, this colostrum rolled onto the sheets beneath them,
and soon a thick pool of milk accumulated under Lin Qingxuan.

Lin Qingxuan felt her lover struggling to keep up with the gushing colostrum.
It was impossible not to feel a pang of heartache; after all, he knew she was going to lose her breasts. But since he was her
lover, and her body belonged to him, she figured it was okay to let this colostrum go to waste. So
, she used her arms to squeeze her breasts together, making the milk spray out even more
profusely, and cried out to her lover in her arms: "Suck! Ah Hua! Suck~~ suck them
dry! They're yours~~ and I'm yours too! Suck~~"

Upon hearing this, Chang Baihua let out a beast-like roar, then opened his mouth and forcibly shoved Lin Qingxuan's two
already blackened nipples, along with their areolas that had rapidly enlarged to half the size of a palm,
into his mouth. His hands, squeezing the sides of Lin Qingxuan's breasts, tightened even more, as if trying to
burst her poor, enormous breasts.

This was obviously not comfortable for Lin Qingxuan; the throbbing
pain from inside her breasts made her brows furrow slightly, but she didn't care. She just wanted to
experience a feeling she might never experience again today. As for what state her breasts would become afterward
, that was up to the beast-like man in front of her.

Ten minutes later, after this near-squeezing of milk to the point of exhaustion, Lin Qingxuan's poor
breasts finally stopped producing milk. Only then did Chang Baihua release the
firm, bluish-purple breasts from his grasp, letting them lie limply on Lin Qingxuan's chest like two large, generously filled hamburger patties.
He then rolled over and sat on the edge of Lin Qingxuan's bed, pulled out a cigarette from his
pants, which were now mostly soaked with milk, lit it, took a drag, and exhaled a blue smoke
ring.

Just as the two of them, one lying down and the other sitting, were enjoying the tranquility after their sexual storm, a familiar
sound of Chang Baihua's footsteps echoed from the corridor. He walked to their door, handed them an urgent document through the food slit
, and then returned the way he came.

After confirming that there was no sound outside the room, Chang Baihua went over, picked up the document, opened it, and read it
. A moment of silence followed.

Lin Qingxuan, limp on the bed, noticed Chang Baihua's reaction. She forced herself to sit up
, her breasts drooping limply, and asked, "Baihua? What's wrong?"

Chang Baihua glanced at Lin Qingxuan's naturally sagging breasts, shook his head, and then
sat down in front of her. He gently took one of her nipples, which he had been tasting
, and said, "It seems Uncle is alright..."

Ignoring the fact that her sensitive nipple was being touched, Lin Qingxuan pressed her breasts tightly against
Chang Baihua's back, then hugged him from behind, her face beaming with joy, and said, "Then, Ah Hua!
Can I leave this place now?"

Chang Baihua only gave a wry smile, handed the documents in his hand to Lin Qingxuan, and then lit
another cigarette, this time smoking it much faster than before.

Lin Qingxuan looked at the documents in her hand, her smile gradually freezing, then turning into a look of deep sorrow. She placed
the documents on the wet bed, then curled up in the corner of the bed and cried out for the first time.

Chang Baihua, however, had already begun dressing and said to Lin Qingxuan, "They really can't do anything about Uncle's situation
, but the higher-ups won't let him come out unharmed. Since they can't touch Uncle, they'll have to touch you
. And that... is the reason for this expedited order to punish him with breast implants!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxuan felt even more aggrieved and cried even harder. At this moment,
Chang Baihua, now fully dressed, swept Lin Qingxuan up from the corner and kissed her right breast
. Lin Qingxuan was in a state of turmoil and had no time for flirting with Chang Baihua. However, Chang Baihua
's next words moved her deeply: "Wife! I
've tasted everything in your breasts today." "Well, with all this, I think life will be a bit boring from now on. But, what I value
isn't just your breasts, but also you as a person, isn't it?"

Lin Qingxuan felt a warmth in her heart, feeling that even if she were to die tomorrow, it would be worth it. Since that
was the case, what did her breasts, which would burst sooner or later, matter? Thinking this, she directly kissed Chang Baihua's
smiling lips. After a long French kiss, they finally separated. Then, Chang Baihua
opened the cell door, asked the guard at the end of the corridor for a complete set of prison clothes, and returned to the cell to help
Lin Qingxuan put on the clothes. Of course, during this time, Chang Baihua naturally took advantage of his wife Lin Qingxuan quite a
bit, but these things are best left unsaid.

In short, after Chang Baihua walked out of the cell, Lin Qingxuan, now sporting H-cup breasts, naturally followed slowly behind
. Lin Qingxuan wore a neat prison uniform, but her upper body leaned slightly forward, as if she couldn't control
the weight of her chest, thus walking very slowly. Chang Baihua, walking ahead of her, noticed this
and consciously slowed his pace.

At this moment, Lin Qingxuan suddenly whispered to Chang Baihua, "Ahua! Kick me!"

Hearing this, Chang Baihua was startled, then looked at the woman slowly walking in front of him with a complex expression.
A wave of sorrow washed over him. Although unwilling, Chang Baihua understood Lin Qingxuan's meaning and immediately
raised his leg, kicking Lin Qingxuan's not-so-full but rather shapely buttocks. Lin Qingxuan used the momentum to lean
forward, letting her now-empty breasts make intimate contact with the ground, producing two loud "thuds
. "

Just as Lin Qingxuan was about to retort, Chang Baihua kicked her in the outside of her right breast, causing her
to roll several times on the ground from a prone position. Her breasts then violently slammed against the iron railing beside her, finally using
the recoil to push her body flat on the ground, panting heavily.

Lin Qingxuan felt an excruciating pain in her breasts, as if every blow from Chang Baihua was incredibly powerful.
It seeped into her firm, fleshy breasts, then burst open inside her tender flesh, making her feel as
if her breasts were just sandbags for him, the kind that would burst at the slightest blow.

However, just as Lin Qingxuan began to regret letting Chang Baihua's authority get the better of her and was about to beg for mercy
, another immense force pressed against her chest, making it almost impossible to breathe. She struggled to open her eyes and saw Chang
Baihua coldly pressing his foot against her chest, saying, "Number 9527, you
seem to be quite defiant towards me?"

Even before her breasts were this large, Lin Qingxuan, with her chest pressed against his, couldn't speak. She
could only endure the pain in her breasts and shake her head vigorously at Chang Baihua, indicating that she wouldn't.

Looking at Lin Qingxuan, who was shaking her head with difficulty, Chang Baihua felt a surge of anger rising within him. This anger was not
, and could not be, directed at the woman at his feet, but rather at the masterminds behind the scheme. With this thought, Chang
Baihua gently lifted his foot, then grabbed one of Lin Qingxuan's breasts and, ignoring her
cries of pain, dragged her out of the deserted prison area.

After leaving the deserted prison area, Chang Baihua grabbed Lin Qingxuan by one breast and dragged her to
the drill ground. In the brightly lit center of the ground, he shoved Lin Qingxuan onto the makeshift
torture platform, then roared at the assembled female prisoners, "My little cows! It's not that I want to torture
you, but this new little cow is just too hateful!"

At this, no one dared to respond; the murmurs in the area were completely silenced
. Everyone, including the soldiers, focused their attention on Lin Qingxuan, now dressed in prison clothes, lying on the ground with her breasts swollen
. Lin Qingxuan, however, just stared at the ground with a look of despair. Facing her, she listened to
the man speaking loudly not far away, proclaiming his judgment on her breasts: "Number 9527! That's your newest 'Cow Sister'
! I don't know what she did to incur the hatred of the higher-ups! So, I had no choice but
to personally execute her breasts!!!"

Hearing this, the crowd fell silent, only casting gazes of pity, resentment, jealousy, and discontent
at Lin Qingxuan, who was lying in the center. A soldier standing nearby stepped forward and tore Lin Qingxuan's prison uniform
, revealing a pair of swollen, bruised, H-cup breasts. Her body
and limbs were then fixed to a cross.

The cross seemed deliberately modified; seemingly just slightly uneven, it forced
the prisoner bound to it to thrust her chest forward. It could be said that this cross was specifically designed to deal with
prisoners with such large breasts.

Feeling her breasts unusually erect, Lin Qingxuan remained expressionless. She only hoped that
a document would arrive from behind the large iron gate to save her breasts, but even as
her body could no longer move, she never received that pardon for her breasts.

Instead of a pardon, Chang Baihua approached Lin Qingxuan's breasts with a tray of fine needles with thread attached to the end
. He gently picked up a needle from the tray, turned to the female prisoners, and said, "So,
disturbing me and my cows' rest is not allowed. I've decided to give our lovely number 9527 the cruelest
breast torture! Look!"

Chang Baihua brought out a jelly-like gel, heated the bottom to body temperature, and then
inserted a needle into it. Less than a minute later, a
horrifying scene unfolded inside the gel.

The needle inserted into the gel automatically bent and deformed within, its movement like a blade
cutting through the thick interior of the gel before bending into a small metal ring.

Seeing the pale faces of the female prisoners present, Chang Baihua could only force a smile and continue his eccentric
speech: "This... isn't exactly new technology. I've simply adjusted the curvature of these needles
to match the size of a certain gland in your bodies. So... you can imagine
the expressions of ecstasy you'll have when I use these things on you!"

Upon hearing this, the female prisoners' faces paled, some even fainting from fright. However, then,
Lin Qingxuan, bound to the cross, let out a piercing scream, drawing the attention of the female prisoners back
to the execution platform.

It turned out that as early as when Chang Baihua spoke of "ecstasy," he had already turned around, picked up a
thin needle with a fine thread attached, and accurately inserted it into Lin Qingxuan's H-cup breasts. Lin Qingxuan, however, due to
the external injuries on her breasts, did not notice
the stinging pain of the needle entering her extremely sensitive breasts. But what about the third or fourth time? So, when
Chang Baihua pierced the still relatively intact flesh of Lin Qingxuan's breast, a sharp cry of pain accompanied by rapid breathing
reached everyone's ears.

"Ah! Ah Hua, no! Ah!!! No! Ah!!! You want my... Ah! No... Ah!
My breasts... My breasts... Ah! My... Ah..."

Each time Chang Baihua's fine needles were inserted deep into her breasts, Lin Qingxuan begged for mercy, but all she received in return
was Chang Baihua's increasingly precise and rapid thrusts. By the time Chang Baihua had inserted all the needles in the dish into Lin
Qingxuan's breasts, tears were already streaming down her face. However, before Lin Qingxuan's plaintive cries could escape her
throat, a sharp, stabbing pain from within her breasts forcibly suppressed her cries, which then transformed into an extremely intense... A fierce, piercing wail 　　escaped her lips
: "My breasts! My breasts hurt so much!!! My breasts! They're going to split!!! They're really going to split open
!!!!!!!!!" In fact, even without Lin Qingxuan saying it, those present could sense from her appearance the indescribable, intense pain she was enduring. The fine needles inserted into her massive breasts were twisting and writhing inside , then coiling around her working mammary glands like venomous snakes. With each coil, some tiny mammary glands obstructing the coiling were severed, while others, inserted more superficially, protruded further inside.

The needles sliced bloody, milky wounds into the skin of Lin Qingxuan's breasts. In short, her breasts had
become two lumps of rotten flesh encased in nails, the kind of thing you'd only see in some grotesque horror games.

Having endured such agony, Lin Qingxuan was speechless. Her eyes rolled back , her head tilted
back, her face smeared with snot, tears, and cold sweat. Her fingers were already digging into the wooden cross, her nails
a bloody mess. Beneath her gruesome breasts were streaks of blood and milk, some
flowing directly from the wounds on her breasts to the ground, others running down her sweaty abdomen, and finally
dripping from her feet with a mixture of urine and vaginal fluid.

Chang Baihua, observing his wife's horrific state, remained outwardly expressionless, but secretly he memorized the
names of those who had issued the order for this breast torture, calmly plotting how to
torture the women in his household into flat, mushy figures!

Although contemplating revenge, Chang Baihua understood that the execution still required a final step
. While Lin Qingxuan's breasts were beyond repair under current medical conditions,
some higher-ups wanted to prevent her from ever being a complete woman!

Thinking this, Chang Baihua's face turned ashen, as if an elephant could freeze to death. He then gestured
to the soldiers behind him, who hastily pressed the final button for the execution. A deafening roar of machinery filled the air
as the needles inserted into Lin Qingxuan's breasts were taut, forcing her
damaged breast tissue to thrust forward, as if knowing this was the last time her breasts would be displayed before everyone
.

However, no matter how resilient Lin Qingxuan's breasts were, it was futile against modern machinery.
A thin needle, already exposed due to the torn skin of her breast,
was forcibly pulled out along with a section of her mammary gland by the mechanical traction. The
bloodied gland flew through the air, leaving a trail of resentment for both Chang Baihua and Lin Qingxuan, but there was
nothing they could do.

Once the first gland was expelled, a second, a third followed. Lin Qingxuan's breasts
were like a mammary gland ejection machine, shooting out her vital contents one by one. By the time
the ejection stopped, Lin Qingxuan had already lost consciousness, and her breasts had become
two tattered pieces of skin, as if bombs had been inserted and detonated.

Time has passed, and Chang Baihua is now the head of intelligence for the New World Government.
His innocence was overturned on the eve of the war's victory, and he could have reverted to his original name
, but he chose not to, continuing to use the name Chang Baihua.

His wife, Lin Qingxuan, survived his execution, but her personality changed drastically afterward
. Although she remained a gentle and well-mannered girl in front of Chang Baihua and her father, she was still the same intelligent and sensible girl.

Incidentally, Lin Qingxuan's father is now the chairman of the World Military Joint Council, which controls global military power.
He almost killed Chang Baihua because of his daughter's past actions.

"Mommy! Mommy! Daddy's home!" A pretty little girl in a dress rushed to a
tall, slender but flat-chested young woman. Behind her followed a stern-faced, robust soldier. The young
woman smiled contentedly at them and then reached for her husband's military coat.

After the soldier finished tidying his clothes, he looked down at his daughter and said, "Go
play with your little brother and brother!"

The girl smiled and agreed, then turned and ran towards the door. The young woman only gave a few instructions, "Be careful" and "
Run slowly," before saying to the soldier, "Now? Is that bitch in the secret room?"

Hearing this, the soldier's face, which had been stern all day, finally showed a slight smile. He smiled and hugged the young woman, saying
, "When have I, Chang Baihua, ever lied to you, Qingxuan~!"

Lin Qingxuan turned around in Chang Baihua's arms and then gave him a passionate
kiss on a tiptoe. Then she triggered a mechanism, and the place where the two were standing immediately sank down.

In the underground space, the two turned on the lights. They saw that the walls were full of various torture
instruments, as well as pairs of huge, mangled breasts in wooden display cases, the largest being an O-cup and
the smallest an E-cup.

In the center of the basement stood a naked woman with G-cup breasts. Upon seeing the two of them, she
began to tremble. Lin Qingxuan walked to the side and picked up a box of fine needles wrapped with thread, while Chang Baihua went to the other
end and picked up a syringe. The two slowly approached the woman. Lin Qingxuan spoke softly, but the woman only
trembled, unable to face her.

"Hello! My former friend! But you ruined my breasts, so I want you to pay
with your breasts!!!"

"No! No…please don't!!!"

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