The Secret (Full)

The Secret
I gently stroked a bronze statue, a Medusa cast in brass. She had a serpentine body, rounded, bare
breasts, a slender waist, and a devilish figure. Her eyes were blindfolded; legend says no one
could look directly into her eyes, for those who did would turn to stone. Medusa was depicted
holding a short sword in her left hand and a shield in her right, her expression solemn and unapproachable. She was the symbol of the daughter of the sea god,
and also my sister.
I am Ding Yun, and my sister, Ding Yu, is my half-sister. Unfortunately, no one
knows my sister's true identity, because it doesn't exist. Our Ding family has been a single-son lineage for generations.
My sister is the child of my father's first wife. My father loved his first wife deeply, and even after the divorce, he
continued his affair with her. I was already born at that time. My mother was
a pitiful woman of similar social standing, whom my grandfather found for my father, an only son. She died in a plane crash, on the same flight as my father's first wife
. Later, my father also fell seriously ill and died, leaving behind my grandfather and me. Although my grandfather knew of Ding Yu
's existence, he never acknowledged her as an illegitimate daughter in the Ding family. I
met . At that time, she was a quiet little girl, always
sitting quietly in a chair. At first, everyone thought she had mental problems. A
little girl who was only 12 years old, her mother had died, and a few years later, even her father, whom she rarely saw, passed away. There were probably
very few people in this world who loved her. My sister stayed with me because of my insistence. Due to the convenience of being an only
child and the only son, I was able to have Ding Yu raised by my side. Although Ding Yu was not favored by my grandfather,
she was still a member of the Ding family.
Ding Yu has lived with me since she was 12. Because my family didn't really approve of formal schooling
, I was always tutored
by , I was able to gradually enter into the family's management when I was 20, with his approval
. At the same time, I was also working on several degrees in the United States. Fortunately, my younger sister was always there for me,
which helped me get through those most difficult years. When I was 24, my grandfather suffered a stroke and became partially
paralyzed . I then truly began to take over the entire family. Around the same time, I completed
my MBA at Harvard and my MD at Stanford University ahead of schedule.
Xiao Yu is often overlooked, the shadow behind my brilliance, but what most people don't know is that
she is truly exceptionally talented. She inherited not only her mother's beauty but also her father's intelligence,
possessing astonishing talent in physics, mathematics, microelectronics, and even medicine and biology.
Sadly, the death of her parents was a true tragedy for her. From the age of 12, she developed
severe autism. It took me three years to help her learn to open
up . But I also learned that she was a girl with severe self-doubt. Slowly, when I was 22
and had gained some knowledge in psychology, I realized that my sister had become a part of my life. If I
left her like my father and mother did, she might die.
After a long day at work, once it was completely dark, I drew all the curtains, turned off all
the main lights, and left only a bright, warm omnidirectional lamp. Gently and carefully, I opened the mechanisms on Medusa
's body and removed her face. Before me was a pale, delicate face with closed eyes—this was
my sister, Ding Yu. Then, I carefully disassembled all the parts, leaving only a girl with half an upper arm and half a
thigh. Seated on a support structure formed by the coiled tail of a Medusa serpent, the girl's hair
emerged from a hole in the back of her head through a transparent hood that covered her entire head. It passed through a long, 5-centimeter-diameter tube and connected
to a circular winch beneath the seat, where thick, long strands of hair were already coiled.
The girl 's body was encased in a transparent frame; the transparent hood on her head and the transparent shell covering her entire
body were connected, like a transparent container holding her mutilated body—or rather, imprisoning it
. A hollowed-out collar, over 10 centimeters wide, supported her head. Her breasts were round and white, perky and
tightly encased in a hard, transparent shell. Her nipples were encased in the transparent shell and inserted into special tubes
filled with a white liquid. At the junction of the nipple and areola, small, silver, intricately carved metal rings encircled and extended upwards
, partially enveloping the translucent nipple. Each silver nipple had a small, transparent rod inserted downwards from the 12 o'clock position.
The lower end of the rod... The small rod, protruding from the other side of the nipple, was adorned with pink diamond-like
crystals , resembling a budding flower on a vine along with the small ring. The areola was a tightly fitting
, openwork, inverted disc-shaped metal clasp, the metal cutouts at the bottom and the connection to the nipple making it seem as if the areola itself was a metal vine
, carved and embedded. The base of the breast was connected to a large, crescent-shaped metal ring, about one centimeter wide,
which tightened the base. This large ring was embedded in the skin and fixed to the edge of the bra, preventing the container
from falling off. This was a sealed breast container, likely specially designed in size, using negative pressure to fully
fill the breast. The white liquid, presumably breast milk, flowed from the small tubes of the nipple, leading to the base. The rest of her body
was encased in a hard, transparent shell, like an insect's exoskeleton, covering her delicate
body. This exoskeleton was extremely transparent. At her navel, a small amethyst-like
pendant concealed it, yet it appeared cute and sexy. Below that was the mysterious triangle area,
surprisingly unhidden by any forest, but rather a pair of openwork metal panties. She sat on a small saddle-like
object Using the delicate key left in the envelope, I inserted it into specific holes and turned the mechanism. This
released the metal panties' locks and buckles, revealing a transparent corset and a transparent shell covering her buttocks and lower thighs,
as well as the delicate seams of the saddle. I found a hole hidden under the saddle, inserted the key a second time, and
turned it clockwise one and a half turns. I heard a clicking sound and a hissing sound as air was released. The girl's body
relaxed . A flap on the saddle popped open, revealing a small hole at the distal end of the nipple tube.
I pulled out the small tube, still dripping milk, from the hole in the saddle on the base, and then found the tube that came with the statue.
The letter instructed me to twist and pull out the soft tube from the nipple. The tube turned out to be a threaded cannula.
I found two smaller threaded plugs hidden inside the envelope and screwed them back onto the interface between the tube and the crystal tube leading to the nipple.
The dripping milk was now trapped inside the breast. During this process,
the girl turned from pale to flushed, and I could feel her body trembling. Because her face was pressed tightly against a hard, transparent mask,
she couldn't speak or make any expressions, but I could still feel her body temperature was higher than normal. I grabbed the doll
-like girl by the waist and lifted her upright like a puppet. With two soft popping sounds,
two upright rods, one large and one small, were pulled out of her body, still attached to glistening mucus. The first
rod was solid, covered with small, transparent, glittering balls; the second rod was a hollow, transparent
tube about 2cm in diameter. Both rods were encased in air bladders. The solid rod had its air bladder
beneath , while the other had a smooth air bladder. A thin tube was still attached to the base of the girl's genitals
. Gently pulling it out from her private area revealed a short, silver
metal , connected to a transparent tube on the base. I grasped the metal head, about a centimeter protruding from the urethra,
and gently twisted it according to the instructions in the letter. A locking vibration was felt at my fingertip, closing the catheter. I removed the attached tube
, which was still filled with warm liquid, and a faint smell of urine filled the air. I then used another
decorative adorned with crystals and patterns, to screw it on, completely locking the catheter. Then I
repositioned the metal panties attached to the corset, fastening and locking them securely. Thus, her genitals were
wrapped . Ingeniously, the decorative head that locked the catheter
protruded and locked precisely from the pre-drilled hole in the panty, appearing as if it were an ornament already embedded in the panty.
I detached the girl, tightly encased in a transparent shell, along with the winch binding her hair, from the base and
placed her on the sofa. Her body trembled slightly, but lacking limbs, she couldn't struggle or move much.
Following received, I removed the mask securing her face and the shell holding her severed arms and legs
in place. The stiff expression beneath the mask relaxed.
The girl gasped, murmuring, "Brother, help...help me put my limbs back in the box. I...
my body is...I'm about to break!"
I smiled helplessly and opened a secret box under my desk. This box had
been mailed . Inside, I found four... The cryogenically preserved limbs, hands and feet, had cross-sections
resembling intricate large flowers. The transparent covers on the cross-sections were removed, and following the girl's instructions,
the latex protective shield covering the girl's remains was removed. The right arm was aligned with the remaining right arm. Following the girl's installation instructions,
it was inserted and twisted, producing a series of clicking sounds—the sound of the clips locking into place. Then, the girl's arm
resembled a perfect arm encircled by a silver metal armband. The remaining work was done by the girl herself.
Soon, a figure wearing a transparent, shell-like, tight-fitting spacesuit, seemingly from a futuristic world, sat on the sofa...
The space girl, with thighs and limbs, had her limbs encased in special shell-like protective sleeves to prevent
them from contacting the air, completely sealing them in.
A metal ring connected the sleeves to the joints of the limbs and the upper arms. Everything looked so perfect and futuristic. Half an hour after the limbs were attached
, the girl controlled her new bodies, using the sofa for support to stand up. She walked unsteadily around once
, then sat heavily back down, moving her fingers, which were covered in transparent, soft gloves, and her
ankles, encased in 8-centimeter transparent high heels, spinning with the shoes. Suddenly, she jumped up and hugged my neck.
"Brother, I missed you so much!" My little sister kissed me passionately. I smiled wryly and hugged her waist, though her
body was hard, and even the two hard, spherical shells on her chest pressed against me, causing a slight pain.
"Yeah, I really don't know how to express my feelings right now, although the way you look right now is really
making even your older brother feel a little strange and aroused."
A cold hand suddenly withdrew from my neck and suddenly grabbed my uncooperative little brother.
"It seems you really like me, brother. If you want it, I can actually give it to you. Why do you have to
follow any morals?"
"I...I..." I blushed and stammered for a long time, and blood involuntarily flowed from my nose.
It dripped onto her hard breasts, like dew on a lotus leaf sliding onto the floor. She chuckled
, but her hand squeezed my erect little brother a little harder. Then she pulled out a few sheets of soft paper from my desk
, and like a gymnast, she controlled her straight upper body and bent down from her hips to wipe away
the bloodstains on the floor.
"Luckily, it was made of special dust-free material that had already been processed, otherwise I might have had to take it apart and wash it
. The materials used to make these are not easy to synthesize." She muttered softly and threw away the soft paper.
This is my younger sister, Ding Yu. She's a crazy science fanatic, but also a girl with masochistic
tendencies . And I'm her brother, partner, and game assistant. She opened the lower compartment of the box containing her limbs and
found a special support and a small device. The support was used to fix the hair-wrapping roller, which she
designed . I don't know why, but ever since we started living together, she's kept her hair long and refused to cut it. Strangely,
her hair never seems to break. The roller itself is made of a new material, and
it's very light even when combined with the support. The support is actually fixed to her head, and the roller is also fixed to the support on her head.
My sister first removed the outer shell covering her entire head, and then I saw that the support could actually be fixed inside her hair. I
stared at her with wide eyes, full of questions. After she fixed the support, she pointed to her head and said, "I made
an !" As she spoke, she parted her hair, and I saw a transparent shell
with countless small holes along the hairline. Several strands of hair passed through each hole. The support was fixed to three small posts on the shell
without holes, as if they were one piece.
Okay, after the younger sister had completely styled her hair, covering the small hair-wrapping bob with her hair, she
opened the compartment of the box that had previously contained her limbs, found five rings, and fastened them to her calves, wrists, and neck.
With a gentle touch of the ring around her neck, her previously hardened body suddenly became round and soft, revealing a transparent...
Her shell was like a second, soft skin, and my sister took a long, deep breath. The clothes,
like a slightly elastic bodysuit, were a sight to behold. She pulled her feet out of her new shoes. She found a pair of flesh
-colored stockings and purple high heels, put on a white shirt and a dark purple office suit, black lace
gloves , and a colorful scarf around her neck. Now, my sister was a perfectly normal young girl, without any flaws.
(Secret 1, End)
"Girl, how did you turn yourself into this?"
After dinner, Xiaoyu and I drove back from outside. We both liked the night, even back when
we were studying . Besides the darkness, there was the relaxing alcohol and music. Back then, Xiaoyu was always
by my side, like a shadow. Even when drinking in bars, she would only drink with me or
sit watching, never talking to strangers, even my friends, only occasionally responding
with "uh-huh." But when we entered a space where it was just the two of us, she would tell me her thoughts non-stop.
This was my sister. A girl who only opened her heart to me.
"Brother, you know me. I don't like anyone else. I just want to be with you.
Besides, I've always felt that maybe
I'd be ."
"Hmm..."
In the passenger seat next to me, Xiaoyu reclined her seat, the seatbelt highlighting her breasts. I
felt my mouth getting hot. Xiaoyu stretched and mumbled, "Brother, I just want to be with you
. I don't think anyone else matters to me."
"But what's wrong with you right now? And your limbs... God, I
know about your strange hobbies, but what's wrong with your limbs?"
My sister suddenly fell silent. I felt something was off. She stared into my eyes through the rearview mirror with her big eyes
, and I stared back into hers. I knew that at this moment, only by making her look into my eyes could she
understand my resolve.
"How about I tell you when we get back?"
My sister lowered her eyelids, avoiding my gaze. Every time she did something on her own without telling me, she ended up
avoiding my gaze. Sometimes, perhaps I was more like a father at those moments. She raised her seat and gently
tugged at my right sleeve. I don't know why, but I couldn't get angry, even though my tone was stern
. After all, my sister was the apple of my eye, the one I depended on for survival.
The car slowly passed through the electronic gates, through the garden, and stopped in front of the gate. We got out of the car. In
the light of the garden lamps, she wore a deep purple suit, a white shirt, red-framed glasses, and purple business high heels.
Apart from the silk scarf around her neck and the lace-patterned choker that was now visible,
which gave her a mysterious and wild look, she exuded a refined, clean, and capable air. Her black gloves added to her mysterious and capable demeanor. Her
long hair, styled in an updo, was elegant and beautiful.
My sister was in a good mood. After getting out of the car, she skipped up the steps. Then I remembered
the good mood I had when I came home after playing pranks on our white classmates in America.
Back in the office in the residence, Xiaoyu considerately turned off all the lights, leaving only the omnidirectional desk lamp.
Then she sat on the sofa opposite me.
"Brother, it's all true. I sawed off my limbs."
I didn't speak, waiting for Xiaoyu to continue.
"Brother, do you remember the year Dad passed away, when you found me in the hospital's model room? I was terrified then
, I felt like no one in the world loved me anymore. I accidentally wandered into that room and saw those
mannequins . I don't know why, but I felt safe with them. Later, I thought, 'I wish I
could be like them. They're so quiet, they don't hurt anyone, and they don't grow old.' From that moment on, I
wished I could live like a doll. So, even now, I still hold onto that idea."
"A person is just alive, how can you become something? I think you're being a bit ridiculous.
Tell your brother, your current situation won't affect your future life, right? You know, I was really shocked when I received your email
. Of course, I'm not a rigid person. I've always felt that you
're my best sister, and I hope to always take care of you."
"Brother, aren't you taking care of me now? Brother, when you let me out, you were so calm.
Even though I told you in the email what kind of me you would see, you actually like me this way, right?"
Xiaoyu took a sip of the tea I had casually brewed. "Brother likes me this way, right?!" She repeated,
seemingly unwilling to accept it.
"I like you too, brother. Brother, if I were to stay by your side as an object, then even if you have
a sister-in-law , you won't abandon me, you won't leave me, right? You'll always love me and
take care of me, won't you?"
As Xiaoyu spoke, tears welled up in her red eyes like a spring. My heart ached
, and the days I spent with Xiaoyu flashed before my eyes. Thinking about it, my nose and eyes also stung. Xiaoyu
's life had been unfortunate enough. Although she had such unacceptable thoughts, she was still my
sister .
Thinking about it, I pulled her into my arms. It was a familiar, taut body,
warm and soft, with a faint milky scent. "Brother, I know you grew up drinking Aunt Long's milk.
Now , I can give you milk too."
Xiaoyu looked at me, her voice almost pleading. How could you say
anything ? She poured the tea from my cup into the container on the table, then opened her coat, shirt, and bra,
revealing her firm breasts. She unscrewed the plugs on the nipples, and white milk gushed out like a spring
, flowing into the teacup in her hand. The plugs on both nipples opened and closed one after another.
Those few minutes seemed to stretch on endlessly. As the milky aroma filled my lungs and filled me with a familiar happiness, my sister
quietly placed the cup on the coffee table, straightened her clothes, and tidied her slightly sweaty face, radiating
maternal warmth. I stared at my sister's face, mesmerized, until finally my gaze returned to the coffee table, fixed on
the milky white liquid in the cup, its rich aroma filling the air. I was somewhat dazed. My sister looked at me and suddenly laughed, saying coquettishly:
"Brother, actually, when I was little, I saw you drinking Daenerys's milk, and I thought, if one day Daenerys can't provide
you with milk anymore, I'll give it to you. Now I've done it." My sister said, raising the cup to my
lips . "Try it." I numbly took a small sip, as if under a spell. The familiar milky
aroma was different from Daenerys's; her milk was plentiful but didn't have this sweet, refreshing taste.
"How is it? Brother~~~~~~" I snapped out of my reverie. "I missed Daenerys, sister. Time flies so
fast. You've grown from that skinny little girl into a young woman. And I'm not that
teenager clinging to my wet nurse anymore."
"Brother, drink it all." My sister looked into my eyes, and I looked into hers, nodding deeply.
This was my sister's heartfelt wish; why should I disappoint her? Thinking this, I gulped down the fresh, delicious milk in one go, like a child
. In that instant, my eyes seemed to well up with tears.
"Tell me what happened. Last time you said you were going to do a research project, and you took
the money I had prepared for you from me and disappeared for almost half a year. I was very worried about you, but I know that if I keep you
by my side, you might not be happy." After finishing the milk, I took a deep breath, and my mood
gradually calmed down. Things had already come to this point, and now I could only ask my sister what she thought.
"Actually, besides what I said to you in the car, I really want to stay with you. As for the research
results , these are part of it too." My sister stretched, her slender arms looking nothing like
an extension. "Actually, at that time, I received news that my good friend
Ulenova, had severe skin cancer. You know that skinny Russian girl. I
had a project with her in the US about materials science and biology. She had an experiment on a special siliconized material
that was short of funding, and my research on hers overlapped with my research on hers. Brother, you
know how hard it is for me to have a friend." My sister's last sentence was almost a complaint.
"Okay, I know that girl is a bit eccentric, just like you."
"We're both weirdos, haha." My sister fiddled with the gimbal in her hand. When I flew to Moscow, I
met Ulenova. She had just had her amputation surgery. Her attending physician, Max,
fell in love with her the moment he saw her. Although the amputation was unavoidable, she looked wonderful. Later,
Max joined us, and he married Ulenova around that time. Max is
the best doctor I've ever met besides you. Of course, you two are in different fields, but I have to say,
they're a perfect match. Max is a top-notch surgeon; his main research areas, besides cancer, also include
neurology. The arm you see now is Marx's masterpiece. Marx used the limb from Ulenau and
the limb from a previous cancerous cell to complete this experiment.
Apart from being connected to the body's blood circulation, that limb, through a special connection, could completely transmit nerve signals for various sensations and movements. Unfortunately, this
was just an experiment; in the end, Nova could only use a prosthetic hand, but that prosthetic hand was made for her by me.
One of my earliest experiments in the United States was about nerve impulse signals, with the aim
of serving the disabled. But you know what? When I saw Nova without her arm, I was stunned.
She was so beautiful. Without her arm, if her right arm were amputated, she would be like Venus. More importantly, I even
had the urge to become like that without arms. Later, I told Marx and Nova about my thoughts.
Of course, they were willing to help me. Before the amputation, I had considered all possible escape routes and had
in-depth conversations with Marx and Nova. Together, we developed a centralized neural connection system that uses a micro-electric field effect similar to
nerve conduction. After Marx used a laser to cut open my limbs, he placed the stumps in a nutrient solution
for cultivation and installed various distributed connector pins on the cross-sections to connect and disconnect muscles and nerves. The skeleton
was made of titanium metal with the bone marrow removed from part of my arm bone to create a cavity and shell, allowing the separated limb to act
like a pin that can be inserted into my stump. Once inserted, it is locked with an external locking post,
achieving the same effect as a real limb. The only drawback of the separated limb is that it must be kept inside this
glove to prevent additional injury and external infection during separation from the body, because the regenerative capacity of the separated limb is weakened after
separation . Inside the pins, there are channels for connecting large blood vessels such as arteries and veins,
allowing my body to supply blood to these limbs to meet their metabolism. However, when not in use, the metabolic rate must be reduced
by low temperature to slow down the aging of these limbs. As for these transparent shells of mine,
they're purely my own perverse pleasure; I enjoy the oppressive feeling they give me. "With that, my sister stood up, lightly
touching the collar around her neck, and her hard body returned. Her bulging breasts burst open
the top of her shirt. My sister took off her clothes, her body like a futuristic female warrior.
"Dear brother, this is the me I want now. I've told you my story. I have
a request; can you help me?"
My sister was like a fearless warrior. I looked at her, at her determined gaze.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
"Imprison me, turn me into something, or a doll or something, let me
follow ."
My sister found the platform that had previously held her in place from the serpentine Medusa's base. "My first
thought was to turn this into an artifact in my brother's room, and this Medusa is an experiment. But I want to
present it to my brother in its incomplete state, so he can help me. As for the future, we'll see," the sister paused and then said,
"Remove my limbs and put me on this platform like you did at first." She then
pulled out four thin, transparent plates, only about 5 millimeters thick, from a compartment in the safe that had previously held her limbs. The plates were quite
heavy . She attached these four plates and the top cover, then put them onto the base.
Finding a lid underneath the base, she put the top cover on, creating a beautiful, upright glass coffin, even though it was only about 80
centimeters tall. Then she poured this stuff in, finding a bottle of liquid about the size of an ink bottle.
"This is a bottle of expanding resin, but once it dries, it will fix me in this little box, like..."
"Getting rid of this thing is easy. Just sprinkle some alcohol on it, and it will quickly mix with the alcohol. Once the alcohol evaporates,
it will become solid again."
I nodded, and my sister continued, "Since you are my dear brother,
you certainly don't want to kill me. Just treat your dear sister like a flower, give me some food and water. With that transparent
mask , I can't speak. If I'm hungry or thirsty, I can just whimper, okay? But I guess I can't eat
too much hard-to-digest food. Nutritious and easily digestible food is best. Also, brother, I
haven't urinated all day. When you put me in, remember to reconnect the metal catheter that's plugged in to the tube in the base,
otherwise your sister will suffocate." After she took off all her clothes, she sat on the sofa,
removed the rings from her limbs and neck, and her entire body was encased in a crystal-like shell. She was incredibly alluring.
Then she began to disassemble her lower limbs. Soon, they were removed, leaving my sister like a legless cripple.
At that moment, a strange feeling surged within me: this was
the helpless sister I wanted to protect for life! She instructed me to pick her up; holding her legless form felt like holding a
large incomplete doll. My sister's face was filled with longing and a shy blush. There were two
protrusions on the base. My sister explained that one was for deep insertion into her vagina, and the other was for her anus. Once
inserted , there was a small, battery-powered air pump at the bottom of the base. Turning it on
would cause the two rods to expand inside her body. The base of the latter rod would lock into a small ring-shaped device she had fitted inside her anus
. The lock could only be released when her metal panties were opened again—meaning it
couldn't be pulled out. Forcibly pulling it out would inevitably cause anal fissures and damage to the anus.
Besides also controlled defecation. Only a special rod could be inserted
into the anus for an enema to facilitate bowel movements. I think my sister has even given up her natural excretory functions. As for
the rods , after being inserted into the vagina, the head will be inside the uterus. The head will expand after insertion, then inflate into
a sphere that fills the uterus and starts vibrating in a circular motion. There is a magnet on the side of the sphere that is close to the intestines.
At this point, the two inflated rods will become a magnetic lock, sticking tightly together. At this point, it is impossible to pull the two
rods out of the body except to unlock them. Otherwise, the only way is to pull the entire abdominal cavity out. There's a small baffle at the urethra
. A permanent titanium alloy catheter has been inserted into the urethra, and
the end inside the bladder is a small, funnel-shaped device that allows urine to flow out uncontrolled by the sphincter.
One end protrudes 1 cm from the urethral opening. The base has a small hole in the baffle that allows the catheter
to pass through and be secured with bolts. This fills and locks all three holes in the lower body, making it impossible
to forcibly remove the girl from the base. The remaining limbs also have two grooves specifically for placement, with
a structure similar to the locking interface of the removed limbs, perfectly securing them to the base.
When the metal panty pin is locked, the girl is
fixed to this base containing countless secrets, inseparable without a key.
The girl is choosing a lifestyle she likes and wants.
She told me that there's a generator inside the base. Blood from the remaining limbs crosses between the artery in the left leg and
the vein , allowing the blood flow to power the base through a small device. The base
provides sexual services to my sister for several hours every day, yet you can't tell from her appearance how much pleasure she experiences
.
The urine in the catheter is pale yellow, passing through a metal tube and connecting to a transparent soft tube.
The soft tubes leading from her two nipples are also connected in their original positions. When the cup is placed in the groove at the bottom of the base,
milk flows out like water from a water dispenser, filling the entire cup. I placed my sister's dismembered limbs
into a uniquely shaped portable safe, which turned out to be a 60-centimeter-high base
to hold the crystal coffin. I put on the mask that held my sister's face, and she looked like a sleeping porcelain
doll. Her hair was still curly, but before I removed her arms, she had already adjusted
the mechanism; as her hair grew longer, it would be automatically and slowly wound into a small winch. The completed
sister, like a broken doll in a crystal coffin, surrounded by bubbles, looked like a girl bathing, like a
little mermaid turning into bubbles. Who could know that the girl in this crystal coffin was a real life?
(Secret 2, The End)
After finishing my work, I now get up at 6 a.m. every day, open the crystal coffin, use the tools
to remove my sister's mask, and then hand her a straw. This is my sister's food. It tastes strange,
with sour, sweet, bitter, salty and savory flavors. I only drank it once and that was enough. Actually, my sister doesn't like drinking this stuff either, because every time she drinks it
, she frowns tightly. After about two weeks, I finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"You're really asking for trouble. I'll let you out! Although it does look quite visually striking
, I don't like the way you're torturing yourself, you know? I want you to be happy."
"Okay, brother, I didn't expect this stuff to taste so bad. Marx's concoction of nutrient solution
is just like his cooking—it has absolutely no flavor. Poor Nova."
"Tell me how to make it? With alcohol?"
"Yes, alcohol with a concentration of 50% or higher. Just pour it on these bubbles. The alcohol
will soften and burst them."
Without further ado, after about an hour, the bubbles disappeared, leaving my sister completely red. This was because she had inhaled
the alcohol vapor; she was drunk. I carefully
separated all the small parts from the platform, as if removing my sister's body from Medusa. Finally, I released the gas from the internal device and with a "whoosh,"
I forcefully pulled my sister off the base. My sister was completely pink, exceptionally cute, with dazed eyes.
When the base was removed, fluid was still flowing from the two holes in her lower body—intestinal fluid and vaginal fluid. If
the catheter hadn't been closed, that small hole would probably have leaked fluid too. The hard shell on her body protected
her ; she lay helplessly on the bed like a limbless doll, her eyes gazing into a dazed light.
It felt like a river of spring water. My lower body also began to swell with blood without my noticing. She's my sister. Even if she likes
me, I can't be such a beast. I wrapped my sister's body in the sheet and then covered
her with my own blanket. I quickly ate the breakfast prepared by the maid and started my workday.
Before I went back to the room to check on my sister on the bed. She was lying upright in that small crystal coffin, probably
unable to get a good sleep. The flush on her body had subsided, leaving only a rosy
glow on her cheeks as she slept soundly.
I usually take a nap, but today I could only sleep on the sofa. I don't know how long I slept before the security consultant's
call woke me up. It startled me awake from my drowsy sleep.
"Boss, we have a package for Ms. Xiaoyu to sign for, but we haven't seen
her for half a month. What do you think?"
"Who would deliver packages to our private residence? Open it and check it. If there's nothing inside, just
send it over!"
"Wait! Bro~~~ How could you let them open my things without permission??" Xiaoyu seemed to have woken up in the bedroom
. Hearing the phone call with my security consultant, before I could even hang up, Xiaoyu shouted, "Tell them
not to touch my things! I'll get it myself!!"
I had no choice but to instruct the security consultant to sign for the package. Although it wasn't opened, it generally still needed to undergo
basic checks including metal detection and X-ray inspection. The package didn't alarm when it went through the metal detector,
but the contents weren't clearly visible on the X-ray. I fitted my sister with four
toes as she requested. When she walked out of the bedroom "naked," you can't imagine how alluring and sexy she was. My sister
found a shirt in my closet; it was too big for her, just the right length to resemble a very short dress. Her
hair was still messy, her face flushed, and she was a little unsteady as she got out of bed. The hem of the shirt couldn't
cover the area where her thigh and limbs connected, revealing a silver-white metallic ring that looked incredibly tempting, with
an eerie yet sweet, peach-like quality. Although she was covered in a thin, rubber-like protective suit, it
didn't diminish her cuteness at all. We had someone deliver the box, which turned out to be a huge shipping container—
truly beyond my expectations. After my sister used iris recognition to open the box, it turned out to be a miniature
surgical operating room. Although it was miniature, it was anything but simple; it was fully equipped with all sorts of instruments and
even had medicine provided.
"I told you it was almost here. This is the latest integrated operating room from XX Company in the US. They used
materials I developed to build this platform, so this is a personal gift from their boss. About
a month ago, when I was still with you, I replied to an email asking them to send it over, including
this . There's even a temperature-controlled chamber inside the integrated operating room. My sister connected the power system of the integrated operating room to
our house. Suddenly, the lights in the room seemed to dim a little. My sister opened
a sealed sterile box inside the temperature-controlled chamber, and inside were a large number of black 3-centimeter diameter tubing, which looked neither too
hard nor too soft. After my sister opened the packaging with sterile gloves, we finally saw
the true nature of this thing. Rather than a single tube,
it was more like a set of several strange tubes. Below that was another layer of tubes, all black. Inside was a machine, and another small box
containing many accessories.
"Brother, do you still remember my promise to become a doll?"
"I remember."
"Actually, I've already planned it out. These are the devices that will continue to be installed on my body in the future," my sister
said calmly, then patted the wall of the operating room. "I think the person who helped me achieve my dream is you!"
In the following days, my sister appeared in a very normal manner. I always kept her own
room , the one next to mine. Apart from the transparent
polymer shell covering her body, which resembled latex clothing, her attire was normal. However, that night I received a long email from her
about her body modification plan. I was genuinely shocked. Looking at the over one hundred pages
of detailed and illustrated modification plan, my heart ached. Although I hadn't agreed to my sister's request, the fact that she sent me this
showed her persistence and determination. I know my sister's personality; she's the type to persist until she hits a brick wall,
until she's bruised and bloodied, and there's no other way out, before she'll consider turning back. I looked at the plan myself
. Although I hadn't picked up a scalpel for a while, when I held it, it still felt
so familiar. This plan is very dangerous, but not impossible. My sister and I are both
very familiar with anatomy.
Let me see: Subclavian lymphatic and blood vessel access for long-term infusion, using
nano-phosphate cell-affinity bioplastic and laminated titanium tubing. 15mm in diameter—the cross-sectional area of this access is large enough
for dialysis. All materials are sterile. Vocal cord muscle and nerve block, electronic larynx, tracheal epithelial sensory nerve
block , autologous epithelial fusion tube tracheal insertion, sterile penetration of the digestive system, weakening of the digestive tract smooth muscle.
They even used titanium alloy puncture pins on the inner and outer surfaces of the upper and lower molars, using shape memory metal to fix
the occlusion . Is she planning to completely shut down and block the chewing function of the mouth in the future? And what else?! They even want to
suture the inner lips! This means the flesh between the upper and lower lips and teeth will have to grow together to close the mouth
. The head will be just like a real doll's; except for the eyes, the other organs are just decorations.
Okay~~ The entire facial area is implanted with a nano-titanium alloy mesh under the skin. This... well... this can basically
fix all the skin and muscles of the face, and there's no need to worry about scarring. Under completely sterile conditions, there's no risk of infection.
A basic cosmetic surgery can restore the skin to its original state. The eyes... well, combined with a new breathable
transparent solid mask, the prosthetic pupils are embedded in the eyelids, but maintain a distance of 0.5 to 1 millimeter from the surface of the eyeball.
Hmm... technically not difficult. What? It's even possible
to close the real eyelids when placing the prosthetic eyelids on the transparent mask, although the real eyelids cover the prosthetic eyes. Okay, that's not a problem either. You've thought of
all these details! How long have you been planning this, sis?
Titanium alloy rivets will be implanted in the skull and mandible to fix the mask: 5 on the forehead, one piercing rivet on the bridge of the nose, and a piercing nasal stud on the right nostril.
One, plus five for the jawbone and four for the sideburns. Thankfully, they weren't fixed in potentially problematic areas;
these anchors are connected to the mask. That's fine too. In this way, the
entire is solidified into a single unit. Huh? The eyelids also need a row of small diamonds on the top and bottom, 32 in total. Hmm...
this way, the eyelids are also fixed to the mask's eyelids. Oh, and the ears... the mask directly
covers all the exposed skin from the face to the neck, including the ears. But they even need to decorate the ears with
a ring of small diamonds. How many punctures must that have involved? And the ear canal—the ceruminous glands are burned off with a laser before a titanium earphone
is implanted . Okay, the ear canal is completely sealed. The earphone's connection is a small plug
that inserts into a teardrop-shaped titanium earphone. After insertion, only a small ball with a diameter of 5 millimeters protrudes from the ear canal. If
this small ball, which is the receiver, is removed, the sister will hear no sound except from the bones
. The inner layer of her neck used the new material mask, while the outer layer was wrapped in titanium memory alloy. This made
removing the mask virtually impossible. Furthermore, the edges of the mask had to be secured to the outer shell
previously attached to her hair, making her entire head a single unit. Wait,
the titanium alloy neck brace isn't a single layer; it's designed to rotate, but it requires external force to turn
and an adjustment switch—a truly ingenious design. Her lower body was also entirely encased in metal,
but this plate-armor-like design resembled a strapless corset. In the illustration, the memory
metal bound her waist to a very alluring 18 centimeters. Moreover,
two ribs had to be removed before the memory metal was inserted. A perfect, hourglass waist, like that of a doll, is about to be revealed.
At there's a 25cm long and 20cm wide V-shaped slit, exposing most of the compressed breasts, barely
concealing the nipples. This metal device on the breasts also has a mechanism that allows the compressed breasts to open and become
completely free. Along the spine at the back, there's a metal frame tightly fitted to the spine, connected to
joints. Under certain circumstances, it can control the curvature of the spine, head, and neck.
The location of the controller for this small device is not mentioned in the plan. This perforated spine is actually
connected to the spine and related ribs using memory metal anchors, which also play a significant role in load-bearing.
The memory metal shell of the corset will also connect to the hip bones; unless cut and removed, this shell will be
permanently integrated with the body. The area requiring the most surgery was the triangle region. My sister clearly
didn't want to confine her soul to this near-death body. She designed a very
ingenious device. To maximize energy and water utilization, and considering the tubes running through her
digestive system, she used biotechnology to create a miniature biological computer. This biological computer requires energy sources such as sugar, protein, and fat from her
blood , sharing essential trace elements and related substances
for cellular energy. This biological brain was also modified using her own cells, possessing the
evolutionary capacity for numerical and floating-point computation. In other words, it can divide and evolve in specified binary logic calculations
, but cannot evolve in non-logical, discrete, or random calculations. Furthermore, the transformed neuronal system can
record and store vast amounts of information. With this little device, through a special interface, my sister herself becomes a
carrier of a super biological computer. The biological computer control chip implanted in her brain
connects to a prosthetic eye in front of the iris inside the mask, which is also a super-microscopic display.
The proportion . The biological brain resides within the uterus, much like the umbilical cord and placenta system of an infant,
connecting the mother's body to the biological brain's circulatory arteries. The uterus effectively protects the biological brain, which is housed in
a special container. The biological brain is initially small but may gradually increase in size due to data accumulation and neuronal
growth; the container itself has a certain degree of elasticity. When abdominal pressure reaches a certain level,
the container's sensors will trigger an alarm. After data backup, an excessively large biological brain can be expelled through the vagina,
a process similar to childbirth, but the biological brain is
limited to the size of a newborn's head. Initially, it is about the
size of a ping-pong ball. The biological brain will utilize and absorb as much water as possible from urine excretion. Through special filtration and blood
exchange, uric acid, urea, and some heavy metal salts in the cerebrospinal fluid are excreted into a
small vial inserted into the vagina. The biological brain contains a small blood pump system, primarily derived from the heart
system . The constant temperature within the human body meets the operational needs of various enzymes within the biological brain. When the biological brain
is activated within the human body, it dies rapidly upon leaving. The sister's reproductive system becomes
the home of this biological brain. A catheter connected to the urethra is used to access the biological brain's urine reabsorption and filtration system, replenishing
fluids . Each month, a large bottle of powder is removed from the vaginal opening or a special interface. These
crystals and powders excreted by the biological organism are raw materials for manufacturing explosives and certain special drugs. After this is completed,
metallic memory implants are inserted into the labia minora and labia majora to lock and close them, as if they were growing together.
The beating of the biological brain's heart also brings pleasure to the uterus. As for the sensitive clitoris, it is encased in a crystal ball,
pierced and guided by a titanium chain, leading out through a small channel left after the labia majora are closed and
sutured . The movement of the metal chain provides pleasure to all three points. The small bottle containing the powdery excrement
is a special material channel. Once the entire device is installed, the entire body, except for the shoulders,
the four exposed limbs, and the areas around the collarbone and scapula, will be encased in metal. These exposed areas
will also be covered with a special material. Between the thighs is a base, similar to a bicycle seat, but with
a 10cm thick and a 5cm thin metal tube, along with metal brackets to secure the waist, pelvis, and hips.
Once in place, the thin tube acts as a small bottle to excrete powdery waste, while the thicker tube is inserted into
the digestive tract .
(Secret 3, End)
The final, crucial part is the insertion of the digestive tract tubing. A 2cm diameter snake-like robot with a camera is first installed at the tip of the thinner tube.
The snake-like robot moves along the digestive tract, driving a 0.5cm diameter smooth soft...
The tube is inserted through the digestive tract, and then, after approximately 4 hours, it prolapses through the anus. The 0.5 cm diameter
flexible tube is a semi-permeable tube, which can release digestive tract lubricant and anesthetic. At this point, a 0.5 cm diameter high-strength
flexible tube is used to guide the black tube through the digestive tract. The entire insertion process is planned to take 24 hours,
with the entire surgery completed under general anesthesia for 240 hours. After the black composite tube is installed, the end of the composite tube near the oral cavity connects to
the oral cavity and tracheal insertion device. A special flexible tube is inserted into the trachea and slowly fuses with the epithelial cells of the tracheal wall
without causing allergies or specific reactions. The flexible tube is connected to a one-way valve ball-shaped buffer device placed in the oral cavity. The ball-shaped
valve contains a pair of one-way switches. The composite tube in the digestive system is also connected to the ball-shaped one-way valve. The channel
design structure is such that air flows into cavity a of the composite tube, enters the lungs through the ball-shaped one-way valve and the flexible tube, and
exhaled air flows out of cavity b. At this time, the new circulatory breathing channel is completed. The outer wall of the composite tube in the digestive tract is filled, mainly with a special gel to fix the entire pipeline system. After filling , the upper and lower jaws are closed
with memory metal anchors to prevent the jaws from opening. The oral cavity is filled with special bio-resin through the nasal tube. The inner lip of the oral cavity is cut and sutured. After the oral cavity filling is completed, the resin-filled nasal tube is removed. A transparent nasal to close the nasal passage. A small rod punctured at the nasal septum is used to hold the breathing plug in place to prevent it from falling out. An additional spare breathing port is opened in the airway in the upper chest and lower pharynx area. Normally, this port is closed by a plug embedded in the body. It serves as an emergency airway in case the newly constructed airway in the digestive tract malfunctions . This port is located within the coverage area of the shape-memory alloy in the neck and cannot be used . Following this are devices in the ear canals, face, and spine, as well as internal adjustment mechanisms. We inject the "Virus Engineer" through the connection to the outside world at the lymphatic and blood channel junction under the collarbone. Its main activation and function utilize special enzymes and special RNA plasmid vectors for adjustment. At this point, the special material outer shell on her body has been removed. Her supple body was covered in a first layer of fine metal mesh, followed by a second layer of mesh. These were all made of very fine, elastic metal wires that tightened upon contact with skin temperature. Under general anesthesia and in a clean, dust-free environment, a robotically controlled cryogenic scalpel precisely implanted the mesh under the dermis with minimal bleeding . The perfect anesthesia ensured she was virtually unaware of the implants. This mesh primarily provides internal protection and shields against interference from internal devices. After implantation under the skin, it was placed along the spine. Two electrodes are connected to the external spinal support , followed by a shell made of a special material. When worn, it is soft like a rubber suit. The spherical breast container in front of the chest remains in place. After two metal rings are installed at the base of the breast, the material softens, becoming like a transparent breast cage. The small tube at the top is connected to a transparent special material extension tube that is pulled out separately. Then comes the installation, adjustment, and debugging of the internal devices. Finally, there is a memory waist trainer. The shape and size of the waist trainer are shown in several pictures, which show the effect before and after the memory deformation . 　　Next comes the related appendix instructions. The final product is actually a Medusa statue. Not only Medusa , but with different props, the sister can become a person in a vase, a statue, part of an office desk, chair, or wall, even a pet, a toy, or a computer. Of course, she can also become a person. However, when the electronic throat is removed, she cannot make any sound. When the device , she becomes blind. When the receiver in her earphone is unplugged, she becomes deaf. When her limbs are removed, she cannot move. Because of the corset, she cannot bend over to maintain her slender, straight, hourglass figure. Because of the spinal support and neck device, she cannot move or even turn her head or hunch over. She cannot enjoy full sexual pleasure because an artificial biological brain is placed in her vagina and uterus and is closed and sewn shut. However, she can obtain pleasure by increasing the working intensity of the biological brain to increase the heartbeat within it. The only small bottle inserted in the vagina can only be changed by anyone with a key, or when placed on a special support. However, the special support has a vibration function to help her obtain pleasure. And her anus, the silvery protrusion outside the opening like a short silver tail. She couldn't control herself, like a beautiful, lewd, and depraved doll with a life of its own. 　　"This is a very dangerous modification. You might only live for a few years or even a few months because of this. And what will you be then ? Nothing at all!" 　　"But this is what I want to become." "Brother, actually, I don't have that much time left. Before I modified my body, I was already HIV-positive, and as everyone knows, my immune system is slowly weakening until it disappears. Do you remember that young man we treated in San Francisco who was hit by a car and had broken ribs? When we performed open-chest surgery to stop his bleeding and pulled out the broken bone inserted into his aorta, his blood sprayed all over my face. Not long after, I found myself feeling unwell. I thought it was just a cold, but it took a long time to get better. In an accidental test, I found out I was HIV-positive. Later..." 　　Tears welled up in her eyes as she sobbed softly. Another aspect of this transformation plan turned out to be a treatment plan. The goal was to isolate my sister as if in a miniature sterile room. The were barriers to isolate her from the outside world, but also her entertainment tools. The virus robot I mentioned earlier wasn't fictitious; it was a tool to suppress and clear the HIV virus. It also other components to rebuild her immune system. Of course, the treatment would be done step by step, and the entire process would take two to three years, or even longer. 　　"Okay, I agree to your plan. However, after the surgery is successful, you'll belong ." "Of course, brother, I've always been yours." My sister was perhaps happy to receive my answer, or perhaps excited about becoming something. Although I couldn't understand her feelings about certain special interests, she had decided on this path, and I could only support her. My sister wiped away the tears from her red face and, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a cup of breast milk. "Brother, my breast milk is HIV-free."

"A filtering device was actually implanted in my nipple. Besides sterilizing the milk, it also allows my milk
to be released in a concentrated manner. In short, my milk is definitely safe." I nodded gently. I had become accustomed to
and fond of my sister's milk, completely addicted.
The surgery was performed sometime three months later. About two months prior, we began
special training, which included designing a container for Ding Yu, loneliness training, and sensory blockade training,
all to prepare her psychologically for the solitary life she would face in the coming years. I haven't spoken to my sister for
a . I've placed her in a large vase. The vase is specially made,
designed to fit her body based on data from a 3D scanner. The upper part of the ceramic-metal composite vase consists of two
pieces joined together, with interlocking clips along the edges. When the two pieces are tightly joined, the internal metal clips
automatically lock in place. To reopen it, the two pieces need to be joined even tighter, and a strong electromagnet is used to pull the clips out of
their slots. Then it's released. The lower part is a round, teardrop-shaped transparent jar. The bottle gradually becomes transparent from the waist down to the bottom, and in bright light
, the shadow of long legs can be seen inside. The bottle itself resembles a seductive dress worn by a young girl. The
younger ankles are chained
to a pillar at the bottom of the bottle, as are her knees and the points where her limbs connect to the remaining parts. All the chains can move up and down along the 3-centimeter diameter pillar or
within a 25-centimeter radius of the pillar. The top of the pillar is inserted into the girl's vagina and into her uterus. Inside the uterus
is a liquid-filled sphere, designed to simulate a biological brain within the uterus. Sensors inside collect
various mechanical and temperature information transmitted from the abdominal cavity within the uterus, and the sphere slowly expands to increase the uterine volume. The jar is closed
at the waist, topped with two shells, front and back. The younger sister's arms and limbs have been removed. Her entire
body, from the neck and face down to the buttocks, is encased in a blue-and-white porcelain-like shell, rendering her immobile. Her face was
still encased in a shell, but her eyes had become dull. The planned micro-display screen had been inserted into her inner eye,
obscuring the actual eyeballs, making them appear like mannequin eyes. The device in her ear had been implanted,
but the device used to receive external sounds had been removed. So, my sister was deaf. I also
deactivated the device in her eyelids, making her blind. Her body was immobile, except for her legs, which could gently twitch along
the pillars , a sign of life. Her long hair was rolled up on top of her head, the hairstyle
covered by a transparent shell. A support had been placed inside her mouth, which would be forcibly opened when needed, but
more often it was closed due to the pressure from the blue-and-white porcelain on her chin. The shell covering her face was slightly different from before
; it was soft near her mouth, allowing her to open it easily. I would occasionally feed my sister
small amounts of water or something similar.
(Secret 4, The End)
PS: I have a bad habit of making a lot of typos. Whenever I get into it, I write,
and then I'm too lazy to check. I haven't thought of any new ideas for the past month or so, but I think it's better to revise
what I've written before.
The three-month adaptation training is finally over. During these three months, we changed to other basic modifications
and implants. The planned rivets that integrate with the bone were implanted in her face, and the ultra-micro thin-film
display was also implanted. She wears fake glasses with built-in cameras, and she has gotten used to using them to see.
The earphones in her inner ear were also implanted and a mini microphone was inserted, so she can hear us talking and various sounds.
An airway was also opened in her chest for the planned backup breathing port, and the airway wound was sealed with a titanium gold ring to ensure good biocompatibility
. The intraoral fixation structure was also implanted. Once the first stage of building the new airway is successful,
it can be closed. A week before the surgery, I released my sister from the restraints. Her body had already adapted to
the new "metal" organ, but the work that followed would be even more arduous. Unexpectedly, I received
an email from my sister's friend yesterday. Marx and Nova were coming to help my sister complete this historic transformation. It seems
she . When I picked them up from the international airport, I also met my sister's friends. Marx was
a thin, tall man, not strong, with a bit of an office worker feel to him. Nova, however, was not the traditional,
forthright ; she looked more like a recent graduate, petite and adorable. It was winter, and they
were wearing thick winter clothes, so I couldn't tell which prosthesis Nova had. I invited them to my
reception room , and Nova began to marvel at my family's wealth and comfort. When my sister came downstairs in her pajamas,
Nova rushed up and hugged her tightly. At that moment, my sister reminded me of my student days.
After lunch, we discussed the surgical plan in a secret room I had arranged until late at night.
The cool moonlight streamed through the huge skylight, spilling onto the floor. Thanks to the pre-implanted electronic devices,
my sister 's vision and hearing were exceptionally sharp. She loosened her long hair from its tangles, letting it fall onto the bed and
floor of the bedroom. Dressed in white, her eyebrows were like painted designs, and the rhinestones on her hairline, forehead, and eyelashes reflected the moonlight. I
stepped forward and gently held her shoulders. She rested her head lightly against my chest.
"Brother, I want you to take me."
"..."
"Brother, I want to give you my first time with a man. I've never let a man into my body before,
but brother, I love you. Tomorrow, I will become your possession forever. I want to be your woman
before ."
The night passed in silence, broken only by heavy breathing and the woman's blissful moans. My sister lay weakly
against .
"Brother, please remember, I love you."
My heart trembled.
Twelve hours before the surgery.
At 6 a.m., my sister entered the sterile living area for thorough disinfection. In addition to emptying
the digestive tract , the urinary and respiratory systems were also cleansed, ensuring the highest level of sterilization was achieved. The operator was Max.
The professionalism of the Germans was truly convincing. My sister's chance of infection was less than one in ten thousand. Two hours before the surgery,
both Max and I were sterilized. My sister was already lying naked on the fully functional operating table, and Max was in charge of
anesthesia . This operating room even had the world's most advanced computer anesthesia system.
After the first batch of molecular robots was injected, the holographic system on the walls of the operating room began to work, displaying a dozen or so charts representing circulation.
Numerous parameters, including the nervous system, physiological levels, blood oxygenation, and electrolyte levels, were monitored. We administered
general anesthesia to my sister. The limb interfaces, after being removed, were successfully integrated into the external circulatory system, stabilizing her
body . Before anesthesia, her vagina was already overflowing with vaginal discharge, but we ignored it.
Besides effectively reflecting the body's condition, the molecular robot also had hemostatic and localization functions, as well as optimizing internal surgical conditions
. Using the molecular robot, we precisely anesthetized key areas. The automated operating table raised and
lowered my sister to the appropriate position, and the airway opening in her chest was connected to an automated ventilator. First, I removed
the black tube soaked in solution; the tube was smooth and flexible, and I inserted it into my sister's mouth. Through the snake-shaped
robot and the endoscope, we explored my sister's digestive tract. Time passed slowly, and after more than an hour
of adjustments, the long tube was fully inserted into my sister's body and pulled out from the anus, which had been anesthetized beforehand.
Next came the installation of the respiratory device. Another transparent tube was inserted into the respiratory tract, deforming at body temperature to conform
to the tract wall, consuming the cilia and fusing with the epithelial cells. This neutralized the specific
nerve reflexes of the trachea. Everything was just right when the semi-rigid breathing tube was inserted. Then,
a ventilation connection device connecting to the digestive tube was placed in the pharynx of the mouth. Next, the control end of the black digestive tube was connected to
a computer and a special airway. Then, under Marx's guidance, the black digestive tube expanded in the esophagus
, creating protrusions at the cardia, pylorus, anus, and other points, blocking the digestive tract. The sister's vocal cords had already been
fused by the first tube; that domineering device forever deprived her of the right to speak. This also opened
the airway in the throat. On the monitor, we could see a small tube connected to
the bile , completely covering the intestines. Gastric juices could not enter the intestines, nor could bile. The digestive
juices naturally secreted by the digestive tract are collected, neutralized, and filtered in special tubes, then flow into specific channels as neutral, pure water,
awaiting the body's use. The black tube exiting the anus is severed at a specific location. We
performed the surgery directly near the anus. Part of the veins, muscles, and nerves were severed, so even if the device is removed in the future,
the function of controlling the anal sphincter will be permanently lost. However, the titanium ring implanted in the body keeps the device
tightly connected to the body, growing together. Thus, my sister now has a short, cold, metallic tail. We adjusted the ventilator and
tested the reliability of the new device. Airflow can enter the lungs as planned and exit through another channel as planned.
Breathing with her tail like an insect. My sister is no longer entirely "human." We released the deep anesthesia for the respiratory system and
attempted to restore the trunk's own respiratory function. The first stage of the surgery was completed. After more than 6 hours of surgery,
my sister lost the right to speak and breathe through her mouth and nose, as well as the right to eat and drink. Now she can only
be kept alive through intravenous injections.
Twelve hours later, my sister woke up. Still strapped to the operating table, her brainwaves indicated she could
see and hear through her glasses. I held the glasses up to her and her body. She tried to
struggle, and I realized she couldn't speak. I strapped an electronic trachea around her neck.
"Brother, can't I speak anymore?" were her first words. I put the glasses
back on her. The first stage of the surgery required fusion, enabling my sister to walk to help her potentially displaced digestive tract return to
its proper position. But before that, we had to resolve her life support issues.
With the help of the molecular robot, medication could be used to locally accelerate growth and metabolism. The wound in her anus
had already healed when she woke up. We planned to perform the second stage of surgery in four hours,
inserting interfaces in her shoulder blade and abdomen to connect to the venous and lymphatic systems. She was put back under general anesthesia. Laser positioning and 3D
scanning located the position and specific depth, and we implanted the planned interfaces. After connecting to the intravenous and circulatory systems
, the nutrition system functioned normally, and the primary abdominal interface was connected to
the black tube in the digestive tract through an opening in the intestinal wall. Nutritional circulation is normal. The short, silvery tail, resembling a rabbit's tail, has taken on another task: supplying nutrients.
This surgery only took two hours, and the wound healed effectively 12 hours later. After more than 30 hours
without milk production, the first thing my sister did upon waking was to provide us all with delicious human milk.
This was also the first time my two friends had received such treatment from me. Due to the significant physical strain from the two surgeries,
both my sister and I were quite tired. The remaining four days of this week were mainly dedicated to my sister's adaptation training and adjustment. Walking and massaging her in the sterile room
every day became very important tasks. These tasks were also
handled by the all-around capable Marx. Soon it was Monday. The implantation of the biological brain system was handed over to Marx. I had to go to the company headquarters
for a meeting and handle company business matters. By the time I returned to the operating table in the afternoon, it was already evening.
Marx had completed the implantation of the biological brain into the uterus, but my sister insisted that I do all the suturing.
So I climbed back onto the operating table. First was the vaginal suturing. My sister did not use general anesthesia. The biological brain in
the uterus is not like the placenta and uterine wall, but rather exists in a separate biological container, like
the endothelial membrane of the brain. Uterine secretions, menstrual blood, and the eggs released during ovulation become excellent organic nutrients.
After passing through an artificial organ similar to the intestines, useless and unabsorbable components are expelled,
flowing into a small bottle along with concentrated urine. Simultaneously, openings are provided at the anus, vagina, and uterus for fixation
, allowing two seated locking devices to be inserted into the body and secured. These are similar to
the two rods inserted into the body at the base of Medusa's serpentine tail. Their primary function is fixation. After suturing, besides a pair of transparent soft tubes connecting the anus to
the vagina , there is a catheter inserted from the urethra into the vagina.

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