A Hellish Day
The Manager silently reached out, rubbing Heo Seong-ah's clitoris with his finger.
"Kyaaaah..!!"
Caught off guard by the sudden stimulation, Heo Seong-ah arched her back wildly, her hips bucking in violent spasms.
"Why did you lie? Do you want to be punished?"
"Y-Yes..??"
"You didn't even climax, so why lie and say you did?"
"Kuhuuuk..."
He was right... No matter how much pleasure she felt, she couldn't actually climax. She'd only said it to match the mood, but now he was twisting her words, mocking her. She had no idea what to say next.
"Fine. I was going to let you experience a climax as a reward for telling the truth."
"S-Sorry..."
No point saying it now—he wouldn't believe her. He'd just drone on about mistakes, faults, opportunities... and still deny her release.
"It's late, so rest well today. We'll resume modifications tomorrow. Understood?"
"Yes, Manager..."
Already so late...? Had that much time passed? Heo Seong-ah had lost all sense of time; she couldn't even tell if it was day or night.
"We'll allow you to rest comfortably outside of training hours."
"Th-Thank you... ugh..!"
"Just follow obediently."
The Manager yanked her collar taut and dragged her along. Heo Seong-ah, who hadn't even assumed a proper position yet, was pulled by her neck for a while, her ass scraping the floor as she choked and gasped before finally managing to drop to all fours and crawl.
Matching the Manager's indifferent strides, they arrived at a room she'd never seen before. Not that she could see much anyway... But the floor felt strange against her palms and knees—soft and squishy, like silicone or water balloons had been laid down.
"Now, we'll apply minimal restraints, so stay still."
"Yes..."
The Manager fitted her hands with oddly shaped gloves, securing them tightly with bands so she couldn't remove them. With those ball-like gloves on, she couldn't use her fingers at all, severely limiting her movements.
"We'll reinsert what we removed, so endure the pain as best you can."
"Yes... kyaaaaak..!!"
The urethra plug forcing its way in was a pain she could never get used to. The 20cm anal plug piercing her anus was no different.
"Aaaaaah..!!"
The extreme plug brutally stretched her contracted inner walls, scraping through her colon to lodge deep inside. Even lying prone sent throbbing pain surging through her body.
The Manager sealed the lower part of the suit to keep the plugs in place, then grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into a kneeling position.
"Time for feeding."
"Hurgk!!"
He shoved a massive funnel into her mouth and poured in a colorless, odorless, sticky liquid food. A feeding straight out of livestock hell, devoid of any human dignity...
"Kkuuuwuup..!!"
Gulp, gulp... Each forced swallow made her body shudder violently as she let out guttural cries. Swallow after swallow... Her throat bobbed obscenely with every gulp.
After injecting a full meal's worth, the Manager yanked out the funnel and immediately rammed in the enormous dildo mask she'd been using.
"Kuhheoook!!"
"No vomiting. Keep your throat open."
"Kuhhuuurok!!"
Her stomach was full, so the stimulation at the back of her throat was unbearable; her gloved hands flailed uselessly. Ignoring her, the Manager shoved the dildo mask all the way in and locked it securely.
"Now rest well."
"Kkuhuuup..."
Her throat swelled, forcing her head up. Lying down awkwardly, she focused every nerve on breathing. Her hypersensitive pussy, drugged into frenzy, craved stimulation and spread aching pleasure... The blocked bladder itched unbearably despite being empty, teasing her with false urges. The anal plug, buried deep past her colon, pressed relentlessly against her uterus from both sides, sending jolts like something scraping her vaginal walls with every breath.
"Huuuup..."
Relaxing in this state was impossible. Unable to endure the teasing sensations, she tried to move her limbs for any relief, but the gloves rendered her hands useless. The plush floor gave no friction no matter how wildly she thrashed.
"Kkuhuuuwuup..."
In the end, Heo Seong-ah could do nothing... change nothing... She endured the passage of time in that horrific hell, powerless and trapped.
"Did you have a comfortable rest?"
"Kkuhuuup..."
A full day had passed. The Manager entered, removed the gloves from her hands, attached her collar, and yanked.
"Kkuhuuuup!!"
"Crawl properly and follow. Understood?"
"Kkuup..!"
No mercy for rest. Whenever her numb limbs slowed her, the Manager ruthlessly jerked the collar, toppling her body.
"Kkuup..!"
Through corridors, down stairs, out of the building. A cold wind blew, tousling her hair. Her nose itched from the breeze, but the dildo mask filling her throat prevented even a simple sneeze.
"Kkuup..!"
They arrived at the Shared Property Facility's outskirts: the "Livestock-Only Bathroom." It was less a bathroom and more crude plastic partitions with massive holes in the floor.
"Before today's training begins, we'll allow excretion first."
"Huumph..."
"You'll have the urethra plug and anal plug in all day, so strain even if nothing comes out. Understood?"
"Kkub..."
Today's training targeted her breasts and hands. Leaving the lower plugs in would make for more effective neglect training down there.
"Slowly. Move forward. Yes, there—squat with legs spread for excretion position."
"Huup..."
Excretion position: Knees slightly bent like a squat, ass thrust back, hands clasped behind the head. A humiliating pose that fully exposed her pussy while she strained her urethra and anus.
"Huuuup..."
After a full day of "rest," all the memories she'd briefly forgotten flooded back. How she'd become livestock, why she was in this state, what lay ahead... Everything.
"Huuuup..."
Facing the inescapable hell head-on brought a despair so crushing she wanted to die. But even suicide was denied to a female livestock like her.
"Huumph..."
Fine, then. Steel her resolve. At least until the day she was sold to an owner... She'd stay unobtrusive, obey quietly, appease the Manager. The moment she regained physical freedom, she'd end it all. With that vow...
"Good. Spread your legs a bit more there."
"Huuup..."
The Manager positioned her since she couldn't see. Heo Seong-ah, in perfect form with her ass pressed to the pit, was ready to excrete.
"I'll remove the urethra plug first—go ahead and excrete."
"Kkuuuup..."
The moment the suit's bottom opened, the air touching her sensitive parts made her waist shiver. She nearly collapsed but held firm on trembling legs.
"Kkuhuup... umph..."
Legs spread shoulder-width, head forced up by the throat dildo, hands behind her head—her quivering, ridiculous pose was comical. Did she even realize how pathetic she looked? She'd have to excrete like this forever... Better get used to it quick.
"Proceed with excretion."
The Manager, who had instinctively reached out bare-handed, frowned at the faint foul odor from Heo Seong-ah's pussy. Unwashed all day and sealed in the suit, soaked in aphrodisiac and juices—it was bound to stink. Female livestock had no concept of hygiene. If the owner wished, they'd live naked in pigsties or shit-smeared sewers. Their feelings meant nothing. Female livestock were mere self-moving toys, obeying commands.
"Hoo..."
The Manager pulled disposable latex gloves from his jacket pocket. Handling that filthy pussy with just this thin layer felt gross, but there was no better option.
"Again. Excrete."
"Kkuuuup..!"
The moment he yanked the constricted urethra plug free, bright yellow urine gushed from the gaping hole.
"Kkuuuuuup!!"
Just pissing like normal, yet the pleasure was so intense it numbed her mind. Screaming, legs shaking uncontrollably, Heo Seong-ah could no longer hold and toppled backward, landing hard on her ass.