Jeong So-yeon's Demise (5)
Jeong So-yeon chewed on the ball gag in her mouth, her face twisting in misery.
"Mmph...! Mmmph...!"
She'd done everything they ordered... They said they'd forgive her... So why did she have to become an onahole?
"Stupid bitch. You actually believed that?"
One of the researchers lightly tapped Jeong So-yeon's forehead, sneering at her.
"If you've fucked up, you take your punishment like a good little girl. If we forgave you just for apologizing, what would be the point of laws in this world?"
"Mmmph... Mmmph..."
"Now that you're this far in, you're an onahole for sure, you pussy bitch. And with your limbs already chopped off and mods done... You really thought you could go back to how things were? What a truly dumb bitch."
Tap tap. He pressed down on her forehead unpleasantly, chipping away at her pride.
"Hmph..."
It's too cruel... After subjecting her to this vicious false hope, Jeong So-yeon glared at the researchers with wide eyes. She vowed to get revenge someday.
"Dumb pussy bitch still has fire in her eyes? Take a good look. This is the last scenery you'll ever see in your life."
"Mmph..."
The researchers sprang into action. First, one grabbed a scalpel and sliced open a hole in Jeong So-yeon's side.
"Grraaah!!"
The pain of raw flesh tearing without anesthesia made her feel like she might black out. Then came the alien agony of cold metal instruments rummaging through her organs, piercing her body.
"Hoooh! Mmmph!!"
Her screams strained against the gag. The researcher wiped away the gushing blood, made an incision at the midpoint of her large intestine near the stomach, tied it off, and carved a new path. At the end of the rubber tube path was a spherical mechanical device. It broke down waste into beneficial cells for her body. From now on, Jeong So-yeon would never need to excrete through her anus again. The existing colon connected to it was turned into a non-penetrative onahole, treated with drugs to secrete fluids and maintain internal humidity. Once finished, the researcher neatly sutured her side and taped it to prevent scarring. Of course, all this was done without anesthesia, and Jeong So-yeon, her eyes bloodshot, trembled violently, drenched in cold sweat. This was torture beyond torture. Her mind filled with the desire to just die.
"Back hole's done. Front hole next."
"Hoooh..."
"This one's gonna hurt a lot too. No mercy, though."
The "front hole" the researcher meant wasn't her pussy, but the "urethra" where urine came out. An onahole couldn't just piss stinky urine whenever it wanted. They couldn't stop physiological urine, nor shove liquid waste back inside. What the brilliant PhDs had invented was the
[Love Gel Conversion Device]
.
Shove a black rubber cap smaller than a pinky nail deep into the urethra and attach it to the front of the bladder—that was it. Stinky urine entered the device and came out as odorless, colorless love gel through the urethra. The side effect? The urethral sphincter ceased to exist, so she couldn't hold it in anymore. Jeong So-yeon would now leak love gel nonstop, regardless of place or time. She'd never wear underwear again, and normal life would be impossible from the inconvenience—but for an onahole like her, it didn't matter.
"Front hole's done too. Now just mold the face a bit and we're good. What first?"
"Mmph..."
The researcher removed the gag from her mouth. She spat out thick saliva, coughed, and begged desperately in a sobbing voice.
"Kuhk! Please spare me! I really... I'm reflecting now..."
"No."
"Hic... Please..."
"I said no. Shut the fuck up, you retarded bitch."
"Th-this... is enough already, right?!"
No matter how she begged, nothing changed. Refusing to become an onahole meekly, Jeong So-yeon mustered her last strength and thrashed.
"Why are you doing this?! What the hell did I do to deserve thisss!! It's too much, you fucking bastards!!"
"There it is—the real you."
Watching her lash out in desperation for survival, none of the researchers got angry.
"What should we start with?"
"You fucking bastards! You...@^#÷×"
"Mouth first, maybe?"
"I'll kill you all...×#&@# fucking... ×÷#@_"
"Mouth first and we won't hear the screams. Ears first."
"You fuck...×@÷&#"
Jeong So-yeon screamed herself hoarse, cursing the researchers. But no one listened. The more she raged, the more pathetic she became—herself.
"You fucking... bastards..."
An empty cry. Like talking to a wall. Finally, she clamped her mouth shut, and only then did the researchers look at her.
"D-don't look at me like that..."
Pitying gazes. Sympathetic eyes. Rage-filled stares. Mocking sneers with upturned corners... They all looked at the soon-to-be onahole with different expressions.
"Shall we start now?"
"Yeah? Decided what first?"
"Ears first."
The researchers moved busily again.
"Hic... Sniff..."
Ah... Jeong So-yeon finally realized. She was just a lab frog awaiting dissection. No one feels emotion for a frog. No one feels guilt dissecting a living frog. Some for study... some for fun... some for personal satisfaction... They toy with the powerless, weak frog. That's exactly where Jeong So-yeon was now.
"Processing begins."
A researcher holding a suspicious machine finished preparations with a suddenly serious face.
"N-no, don't... Please... Sniff, hic, please spare me..."
Weeeeng—
Ignoring her desperate pleas, the researcher shoved the machine into her right ear. The tip of the vibrating thin metal rod touched her eardrum.
"Hik!"
Her brain stung with pain; she widened her eyes and swallowed a scream. The mod hadn't even started. He pressed the button hard, and the rod spun, tearing through the eardrum and burrowing deep.
"Agh! Krrghhh!!"
Pain drilling her ear? She didn't know. A headache like her skull was smashed with a hammer hit, and instead of vibration, a piercing beeeep of tinnitus rang in her ear.
After ruining one ear completely, he did the same to the other.
"........."
"Wh-what the fuuuck..."
"......?"
"..!"
"......"
No sound came from her ruined ears. Just the throbbing tinnitus... The researchers mouthed conversations pointedly at her, lips smacking.
"Don't! Stop now... Please... Hic, I'm scared...! So scaryyy!!"
A silicone eyelid holder in the researcher's hand pried her eyes wide open. Unable to close her eyelids, she saw a suspicious pink drug shimmering before her. It looked dubious at a glance, dripping drop by drop from a dropper.
Drip—
"Hic!"
Drip—
"Heek!"
Drip drip drip—
With each drop, her vision blurred gradually.
"Stop... Stop... Scary... Please..."
Even as she begged through tears, his hand didn't stop. Eventually, she could only distinguish light... And when he added more drops, she plunged into total darkness, unable to see even that.
Having lost sight and hearing, Jeong So-yeon could no longer know what the researchers said or did.
"Heeeek!!"
She flinched violently at a researcher's finger prodding her breast playfully, letting out a groan. Surely... they were laughing at her pathetic state. Tears streamed down her face. She didn't want to live anymore. She wanted to die. Before it got worse, bite her tongue and end it... But at that thought, a huge mouth gag pried her jaw open.
"Agh..!"
A thick rubber tube plunged into her throat, mouth gaping to expose her gums.
"Guhk... Guheuk!!"
Pushed until it reached her stomach, the tube would force-feed her regardless of her will from now on. Thin tubes in both nostrils connected straight to her lungs, semi-forcing respiration. Meals, excretion, breathing... everything automated, all paths to self-stimulation gone. In endless repeating darkness, she'd sob... then moan in joy ahn ahn when used as an onahole. That was her remaining life.
"Hic... Huhic..."
Despair. No escape from reality. Finally, the researcher yanked out all her teeth.
"Agh... Kyahaaaagh!!"
The pain of pulling live teeth without anesthesia was maddening. Blunt rubber teeth filled the gaps in her gums. Now she couldn't bite her tongue to die. Nor eat like a human.
"How's it feel to be an onahole? Oh, you can't hear, huh?"
Despite the mocking, Jeong So-yeon lay blankly with vacant eyes.
"Ah... Ah..."
Desperate situation. Her brain, starved of stimulation, already felt broken. The only movable parts: pussy muscles and anal sphincter.
"Ahn..."
To get any stimulation, she clenched her pussy, leaking a dribble of fluids. She let out lewd moans like seducing a man, surrendering to pleasure without hearing her own voice.
"Haahn... Haa... Ahhhn..."
Whether she liked it or not, she'd become an excellent onahole.