Chapter 131: The Vulgar Body (2)
The Manager continued to watch Heo Seong-ah's pathetic writhing in silence. The sight of her rolling around on the floor, unable to even perform a simple "attention" stance... Her future was all too clear without needing to see it.
"Hoo..." The Manager let out a short sigh, shaking his head slowly. A glance at his wristwatch showed that over an hour had already passed since this ordeal began.
"Euk... Euuk..." Heo Seong-ah was still sprawled face-down on the room floor, convulsing. Even steeling her resolve to stand didn't help—her body simply wouldn't obey. It felt as if every nerve in her body, from the neck down, had been severed. Yet the relentless stimulation persisted, tormenting her to the point where she could barely breathe.
"Kkeuk... Haa..." "Livestock Number B62." At last, the Manager spoke, stepping forward. Ruthlessly, he extended his shoe and stomped down on Heo Seong-ah's prostrate ass.
"Nngaaaahhh!!" Squish— Along with the soft give of her flesh underfoot, her agonized scream echoed through the room.
"How long do you intend to stay down there like that? Do you think wasting time like this will solve anything?"
"N-Nooo...!"
"Then get up and assume the attention stance at once. If I see that again... next time, I'll step on your pussy."
"Kkeuhuuuk..." Squish, squish— Like pressing down on a ball, he ground into her ass a few more times for good measure before stepping back with a smile.
"Haa... Aaaah..." She writhed briefly from the pleasure in her ass, but there was no more time to delay.
"Kkuuuuuk...!" Gritting her teeth, she forced her upper body upright and knelt. Precariously balancing her weight, she managed to squat down. A motion any normal person could do in a second without hesitation... took Heo Seong-ah over ten minutes.
"Huuu... Uu..." Her obscenely splayed legs trembled violently left and right. She pushed herself up with force, succeeding in standing—but the instant she tried the attention stance, her legs buckled, and she collapsed right back down.
"Nngaaaah..." The rebound sent her breasts bouncing up and down, flooding her with excruciating pleasure. Unthinkingly clutching them with both hands, Heo Seong-ah screamed from the stimulation on her palms and nipples before flopping backward onto the floor.
"Kyahaahhh!!" Her ass hit the floor, sending shivers up her spine. Arching her back rigidly in orgasm, she barely managed to hold herself up and squatted again—but her quivering thighs gave out, and she toppled backward once more.
"Kkik!" Her ass smacked down, leaving her sprawled flat on her back in a spread-eagle position.
As always when she fell backward, the Manager approached and stomped on Heo Seong-ah's pussy.
"Kyaaaahhh!!"
"Didn't I tell you? Next time you fail, I'd step on your pussy."
"Kkhaaaak!! Kkik, aaaahhh!!" He rubbed his shoe left and right over her pussy, now fully pressed against it. The weighty pressure crushed her aphrodisiac-swollen clit, unleashing unimaginable pleasure that seared her brain. Spraying what might have been juices or urine, Heo Seong-ah craned her neck back, too overwhelmed to even scream as she gasped raggedly.
"My, my..." The aphrodisiac's effects were even stronger than imagined. Worried he might actually kill her if he pushed too hard, the Manager lifted his foot. Her plump, swollen pussy twitched.
"Euk... Kkuuk..."
"Now, try again. If you can't even manage standing at attention, how do you expect to serve your owner?"
"Kkeuhuk..."
"Do you want to become an onahole who can't even handle daily life forever? If you can't perform basic movements, it means you don't need limbs at all..."
"Heuk!" He was subtly threatening to amputate her limbs and turn her into an onahole since she didn't need them. The message sank in, and Heo Seong-ah moved her trembling body to squat once more.
This time, slowly... she lifted her legs bit by bit, trying to stand. "Kkeuk... Aaaahng... Haa..." Her shaky legs wobbled dangerously, on the verge of collapse. She barely straightened her knees but remained stuck in a squat-like pose, ass jutting out backward, showing no sign of progress.
"Kkuuk... Heuaa..." Her rising was so slow it was almost yawn-inducing. Finally losing patience, the Manager circled behind her and reached down. Without warning, he grazed her pussy with his fingertip—Heo Seong-ah jolted and collapsed flat.
"Huuuaaaahng..."
"Pfft." Whatever he did next, a mere brush against her pussy would make her crumple like a robot with dead batteries. The Manager couldn't help but chuckle at the thought—she was less human now and more toy itself.
"Try again. You've wasted too much time on your own, B62, so from now on, I'll set a time limit."
"Kkeuhuuuk..."
"Hurry."
"I-I'll do ittt!! Aaaahng!!" He groped her dazed breasts, prompting her to squat desperately. Her infuriating habit of hesitating when she clearly could manage it only fueled his disdain.
"Kkuuuk...!" Heo Seong-ah clenched her teeth and poured strength into her legs. Her efforts to achieve the attention stance dragged on for hours... each attempt thwarted by the Manager's interference, leaving her writhing endlessly.
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"Stooop... Haa..." She'd reached her physical limit. Heo Seong-ah lay collapsed on the floor, no longer resisting the pleasure ravaging her body.
"Pardon? What do you mean 'stop'?"
"Hik, kkuuk... No more... I can't... I'll give up..."
"Hmm..." He never imagined those words coming from her mouth.
"B62, what do you think you're doing?"
"..." She knew her fault and could only stay silent. But silence didn't erase her sin—it only stoked the Manager's anger.
"Daring to shirk as a mere female livestock, and now refusing orders outright?"
"N-No... That's not..."
"Then what is it?"
"Heuk..." Order refusal. Unable to deny his words, she fell quiet again.
"Truly, B62 seems more like a failed product the more I see."
"Y-Yes...?"
"You put on a perfect front, but inside, you're still just a 'human.' I wonder how to completely break that pride, that ego, that personality of yours."
"..." She stayed silent again. Born human, aspiring to remain human—what was so wrong with that?
"Actually, I already have a surefire way to fix your bad habits in one go."
"Y-Yes...?"
"Curious? I'm not telling. Tomorrow, your final day, you'll be reborn as a perfectly obedient female livestock—so today, I'll grant you special rest time."
"Yeees..." Rest time meant... finally ending the forced "attention" stance. But it didn't grant her free will.
"A... Uuk..." Rattle, rattle— Turning the wall pulley, the rope tied to her hair slowly hoisted up. Her neck jerked, lifting her upper body into an awkward half-standing pose.
"Auuuuk...!" The full weight bore down on her head in agony, but the Manager kept turning without pause. Forcibly positioned in attention, Heo Seong-ah hung with just her tiptoes brushing the floor.
"Kk... Uuk..."
"Well, B62? With a bit of physical force, standing straight like this is simple... yet you couldn't do it yourself. It's a shame, when your body is already such a vulgar female livestock."
"Heuk..." Hearing it from the man who'd made her this way filled Heo Seong-ah with unbearable shame and humiliation—she clenched her fists.
But only for a moment. "Hauu..." Tension in her gripping hands triggered clit-like stimulation, forcing her to release. The despair of not even controlling her own finger joints freely... And knowing she'd live like this forever...
"Still incredibly sensitive, I see? Properly, aphrodisiac mods take time for full effect... but your owner lacks such patience. He prefers a toy for immediate fun over a perfectly modded female livestock."
"Kkuuk..." Remembering her forgotten future, Heo Seong-ah furrowed her brow. An inescapable nightmare beyond her will.
"From now on, you'll need special gloves and suits just to survive." Smirking wickedly, the Manager reached out and rubbed her cheek. Even that sent shivers down her spine, dripping juices.
"Truly... a vulgar body like no other in the world."
"Heuk..." Those gut-wrenching words left Heo Seong-ah sniffling tears, nothing more.