Despair
I want to die. I really wanted to die. This was torture no sane mind could endure.
"Aaaahhh!! It itches so baaaad!! Please stop it!!"
"How does it feel, Livestock Number B62? Much worse than before, isn't it?"
"Kyaaaah!!"
"Of course. Your pussy's insides are itching you to madness, and here I am just rubbing the outside..."
"Kyaaaaaah!! Stop iiiit!! Aaaahhh!!"
Heo Seong-ah bucked her bound waist in futile resistance. Undeterred, the Manager rubbed her pussy thoroughly, stimulating it relentlessly before posing his question once more.
"Now then, please give us your answer. Will you return as a human forbidden from climaxing, or live out your days as female livestock?"
"Kkh... Eugh..."
This answer would change her life forever.
"Hngh... Th-that's..."
"Why do you keep hesitating?"
"Hic..."
The stimulation from her pussy made her head spin. Her thoughts fragmented, leaving only the desperate craving for release.
"Aang..!"
The Manager's hand touched her pussy again. The wriggling motion, like crawling insects, felt utterly repulsive.
"Aaahk... Aaaaah!!"
Now, even the slightest touch sent waves of pleasure surging toward insanity. She really... might just lose her mind. No, perhaps she already had.
"Stoooop iiiit!!"
Why bother thinking? Her body couldn't survive without pleasure anymore.
"I'll be feeeemale liiiivestock!! Please just let me cuuum nooow!!"
It was the obvious choice, yet she'd dragged it out far too long.
"Are you sure?"
"Yesssss!! I'll do iiiit!! Scratch my puuuussy!! It's driving me craaaazy!! Kyaaaaaah!!"
"Very well."
The Manager pulled another spray from his coat pocket and misted the insides of Heo Seong-ah's pussy. A cool, minty relief spread through the hole, easing the itch at last.
"Hic... Hngh..."
"This is your reward for answering. Just to confirm—do you truly wish to become female livestock?"
"Hic... Hngh..."
This was her final chance. One wrong word, and that horrific itch would return. And at its end... she'd beg for mercy, sobbing and declaring herself livestock once more.
"Y-yes..."
Heo Seong-ah had never truly had a choice. Humans couldn't conquer their lust.
"Excellent. Then declare it directly to the man who will become your owner. He's watching via camera."
"Y-yes...??"
She'd forgotten. Every move of Shared Property Facility livestock was monitored.
Not just the torture and training, but her pathetic screams, her confessions of guilt, her shouts vowing to become livestock—all broadcast to the nation. Including her parents... and her future owner.
"Hngh..."
Shame burned her face crimson.
"What are you waiting for? Declare yourself female livestock. There's no script—make it as vulgar and base as you like."
"Y-yes... Hic..."
No escape left. After agonizing briefly, Heo Seong-ah spoke cautiously.
"I-I'm... a depraved slut who can't resist pleasure and craves climax, so I want to become female livestock... I declare I'll obey my owner forever, following any command as a docile beast..."
It was polite, heartfelt. But the Manager, displeased, rubbed her pussy and barked.
"Aaaaah..!"
"What was that, B62? I said make it vulgar. What do you think this situation calls for?"
"I'm soooorry!! Stoooop!! Pussy stooop!"
"I'll stop now. Try again."
"Kkh..."
The Manager shook off the sticky strands of her arousal from his palm with a sigh. Trembling, Heo Seong-ah bit her lip hard before speaking.
"I'm a pathetic virgin slut who's never even fucked but leaks pussy juice all day... My asshole's remodeled into another pussy, and I'm an onahole that twitches just breathing... I'm truly grateful my owner accepts a filthy rag like me as female livestock... My body's so sensitive my nipples alone could make me cum... If you just let me climax, I'll be a good girl who obeys any order..."
"That'll do."
Nodding in satisfaction, the Manager produced a neatly folded document from his pocket—the official paperwork declaring Heo Seong-ah female livestock. No need to read it; her thumbprint would suffice.
"Now, the final procedure."
"Eugh..."
He dipped her right thumb in ink and positioned it over the signature line.
"Do you feel the paper under your palm?"
"Yes..."
"This is the official document for B62 to become female livestock. Slide your finger down to stamp it. If you truly desire this, don't hesitate."
"Hngh..."
Mere words held no legal weight. Her own thumbprint would cross the point of no return.
"Hnnngh..."
An eternal livestock contract, no expiration. From that stamp, she'd live as livestock until death.
"Hngh..."
Even now, she hesitated. The Manager's hand touched her pussy again.
"Aaah! Kyahaah!!"
"Decide quickly. Time's short."
"Aaaaaah!!"
Insides itching to madness, outside teased endlessly—she couldn't endure.
"Stoooop iiiit!! I'll do iiiit!!"
No woman could withstand such agonizing pleasure torture... Heo Seong-ah rationalized it to herself.
At last, she stamped the contract.
"Good."
Now, officially, Heo Seong-ah would live as livestock until her dying breath.
Snatching the paper, the Manager walked toward someone in the distance.
"Th-this... I... um..."
"Ah... Yes... Of course..."
Huh? Someone else here?
A voice echoed from the far end of the auditorium. The Manager handed over the document with formal pleasantries, then returned. He removed the rubber restraints from her limbs and forcibly hauled her upright.
"Agh..."
Her hypersensitive body couldn't stand properly; she collapsed immediately, shuddering. Not rolling on the floor like before, but one lapse in control and she'd howl like a beast.
"B62, kneeling on your own without orders? Excellent."
"Eugh..."
Kneeling on one knee, the Manager reached for her blindfold.
"You've done well. Now for the final discharge procedure from the Shared Property Facility."
The blindfold, which had seemed impossible to remove, peeled off effortlessly.
"Ugh..."
Eyes confined to darkness for days couldn't adjust to the light; opening them was agony.
"The final... hic... procedure is...?"
Heo Seong-ah squinted, blinking. Her blurry vision sharpened... revealing the silhouette of the man before her.
"Wha... Huh..?"
"Simple. Repeat your livestock slave declaration from the frame—directly to your future owner. And..."
The Manager tilted her forward-gazing head sideways. There stood a middle-aged couple, faces buried in their hands, staring at the floor.
"Apologize to your parents, and it's done."
"Ah... Aaa... Nooo..."
Her vision cleared fully... Her parents stood there, plain as day.
"M-Mom... Dad... Wh-when did you...?"
Shocked, Heo Seong-ah reached out weakly. Her trembling fingers pointed at them.
If only it were a dream—but her parents' tear-streaked, sobbing faces screamed reality.
"No atmosphere for replies, so I'll explain. At the final discharge ceremony from the Shared Property Facility, we grant one last chance to greet parents. No meetings after becoming livestock."
"Ah... Aaa..."
"For reference, B62's parents denied their star student's fate and avoided the live feed entirely. They agonized over attending this ceremony but came with great resolve..."
The Manager gripped her trembling shoulders.
"They watched their daughter moan like a whore and declare herself livestock. Truly tragic, isn't it?"
Kkhukhuk. His chuckling breath reached her.
"Noooo... Nooooo..."
Why... Why like thiiiis...
"NOOOOOO!!"
The horrific reality that greeted her first sight. Heo Seong-ah clawed at her hair, plunging into utter despair.