Urethra Training (2)
"Good. If we go too hard right from the start, it might break, so we'll practice with this dosage."
"P-practice...? Ngh... ugh..."
"Didn't I tell you? The reasons why Livestock Number B62 is undergoing urethra training."
1. To instill the habit of pathetically spraying urine every time she climaxes.
2. To heighten her sensitivity so she can orgasm every time she urinates.
3. To build her ability to hold it in until her owner gives permission.
The aphrodisiac injection was for the second training goal, and from now on, what Heo Seong-ah had to do was the third.
"I'll remove the rubber tube inserted in your urethra, but you mustn't release until I give permission. Understood?"
"Hic... ngh..."
Heo Seong-ah, already at her limit, couldn't even muster a reply.
The moment the rubber tube was pulled out, she pictured herself shamefully spraying urine while feeling waves of pleasure. Just imagining it was humiliating.
"If you urinate without permission, I'll gradually increase the dosage of aphrodisiac injected into your bladder."
"Th-then..."
"You're saying it might burst? That's fine. They say the human bladder has good elasticity."
People often mistakenly think the bladder stretches like a water balloon, but as an organ inside the body, it has a limit before damage sets in. Fail to gauge that limit and inject aphrodisiac anyway, and it really might rupture and kill her... but who has time to worry about every little detail during training? If her bladder actually burst, it would be Heo Seong-ah's own fault. With modern medicine, they'd probably fix it somehow—that's how lightly the Manager thought about it as he abruptly yanked out the rubber tube gripped in his hand without warning.
"Nghik!"
As her gaping urethra contracted, a spurt of aphrodisiac from her bladder trickled out along its path.
"Ah... ahh... nooo..."
Feeling the pleasure of urination amplified by the aphrodisiac, Heo Seong-ah's pussy twitched repeatedly. She sprayed urine in a vulgar arc, her lower body jerking wildly. So she could hold it a little... but not even a second? The Manager hadn't expected that.
"Haa..."
A sigh heavy with disappointment. Without a word, the Manager gripped the rubber tube again.
He shoved it back into her spasming urethra and connected a syringe filled with aphrodisiac.
"Kyiiiik!!"
He pressed the syringe's plunger, injecting the aphrodisiac. Once, twice, three times. Exactly 300ml, just like before. Then he capped the end of the tube.
"B62."
"Hng... y-yes..."
"Don't you think releasing the instant it's pulled out is too much?"
"Y-yes...? B-but..."
She wanted to make excuses. That her bladder was already swollen to its limit and she couldn't hold back... that a woman's urethra was much shorter than a man's, making it hard to hold urine... that the throbbing in her lower belly and the teasing pleasure made it impossible to clench properly... She could spit out any excuse, but her lips wouldn't move.
"I see. Your consistent attitude is truly admirable, B62."
"Y-yes...?"
The most common words from Heo Seong-ah's mouth: yes, but, wait, however. Applauding her arrogant habit of always starting with defiant excuses, the Manager clapped his hands.
No matter how much you torment or break someone, their core nature doesn't change. Unless you brainwash them, she'll live like that forever. Plenty of people wanted obedient female livestock, but thinking long-term, consistently bratty ones got more love. They made for eternal, unbreakable toys.
"Just keep living like that, B62."
A remark implying all the previous training had been pointless... and that he hoped she wouldn't become an obedient female livestock slut. Heo Seong-ah tilted her head at the Manager's baffling words, only to grit her teeth as sudden pain stabbed her urethra.
"Ngh...!"
"Relax and take it properly. Tense up too much, and it really might tear."
The tube pushed deeper, sliding all the way to the end of her bladder. The Manager cut it flush with the urethral opening, then sealed the end with a black plug and fixed it in place.
"Ngh... haa..."
With the urethral port tightly plugged, no matter how hard she bore down, she couldn't urinate.
"Nguuuu..."
The more she strained, the more crushing pressure squeezed her bladder, sending pain so intense it stole her breath.
"Kuhk..."
"Does it hurt? Is it agony?"
A pointless question he knew the answer to. Heo Seong-ah answered with silence, letting out a pained groan instead.
"Haa..."
"In my opinion, B62 needs to get used to the feeling of her bladder swelling. Since it's so small that she keeps leaking without permission, we just need to expand its capacity, right?"
"Kuhuuuk..."
How many times in her life had she ever held her urine this long? Maybe once or twice? She couldn't remember well, but even then, she'd probably failed after a few seconds.
"Nguuk..."
Everyone's body weight and height differ. Organ sizes and shapes vary wildly, and average statistics are unreliable. A typical woman's bladder holds about 300ml. But for petite Heo Seong-ah, it was more like 200ml. With 300ml injected now... it was torture right on the verge of bursting.
"Kuhk... ugh..."
A minute had passed since the urethral port was plugged. Just one minute. In that short time, Heo Seong-ah clenched her lips against pain so fierce she thought she'd pass out. Soaked in cold sweat from head to toe, she let out a pitiful sigh. Every twitch of her lower belly pressed her swollen bladder against her uterus, sparking a strange pleasure. Maybe from the aphrodisiac in her bladder... but repeating this would turn her into an irredeemably vulgar body.
"Kuh aaa..."
"Is it that painful?"
Heo Seong-ah showed a starkly different reaction than before. No screams of agony or thrashing.
"Nguuuuk..."
She didn't even have the strength to twitch a finger or toe. Every nerve in her body focused on her lower belly, suppressing the balloon-like bladder. It wasn't just pain—a primal survival instinct screamed that loosening even a fraction could kill her.
"Kuhuuk..."
She's just holding in some piss—why the overreaction? Unable to comprehend Heo Seong-ah's state, the Manager recalled a distant memory.
Back in school... during class, he'd desperately needed to pee but was too scared of the teacher to go. Classes dragged on without breaks, forcing him to hold it for three hours. Any slight movement stimulated his bladder, so he crossed his legs, trembling limbs clenched, spacing out his breaths as every nerve locked onto his lower belly. In that hell where one minute felt like an hour, the lesson didn't register. All he craved was racing to the bathroom. When the bell finally rang, the relief of release brought a euphoric smile he'd never felt before.
Yeah... a horrific memory he never wanted to relive.
"Eugh..."
Just imagining it chilled the Manager's spine with fear. He'd rather die than endure that again... yet he pressed his palm firmly against Heo Seong-ah's convulsing lower belly, stimulating it.
"Kyaaaaaaaak!!"
A scream tore from Heo Seong-ah's lips, which had seemed sealed shut.
"Stoooop!! Don't do iiiit! I said stooop!!"
Unable to think straight amid pain like her bladder was about to explode, she boldly yelled at the Manager—insolence no female livestock should dare.
"Don't do iiiit..!!"
Her neck jerked up and down as she shrieked. Her limbs stiffened, blood flow cut off, swelling her whole body red. Well... it must hurt that bad, right? He got it. He understood... but.
"To think a lowly beast would dare..."
A female livestock, not even human, had committed the unforgivable. She deserved punishment with no excuses. The Manager gripped the plug slightly protruding from her urethra's end, clenching his other fist tight.
Without warning, he yanked the urethral plug while slamming his fist into her lower belly.
Splat—
"Kk!"
With a short cry, a fierce jet erupted from Heo Seong-ah's pussy. Colorless, odorless fluid gushed out powerfully, followed by... sticky liquid—urine? Love juices? Aphrodisiac?—trickling down her pussy, pooling in her ass crack, dripping from her anus to the floor.
The epitome of vulgar livestock.