Mouth Pussy Training (4)
Now, it was less about expanding her throat and more like outright tearing it apart by force. Just moments ago, her throat had been so tight she could barely fit a finger-sized rod inside. But now, it swallowed a 5cm-thick dildo down to the hilt.
"Urghhh!!"
She'd had some idea of what was coming, but this girth far exceeded her imagination. Endure it? Hold out? She'd already realized that was impossible. On the brink of suffocation, her body convulsed in agony.
The Manager, having shoved the dildo all the way in, clamped his palm over her mouth to prevent her from spitting it out.
"Livestock Number B62, is it that painful?"
"Keurgh...!"
She wanted to answer his question, but of course, no words could come out.
"What a dilemma... You'll have to live with a dildo this long stuffed in your mouth from now on."
What the hell did that mean? Before she could even ponder it, oxygen deprivation turned Heo Seong-ah's face beet red. Desperate to survive, she writhed, her throat spasming with retches.
Of course, no matter how hard she pushed, the Manager's hand sealed her mouth, keeping the dildo trapped inside.
"Keurghhh!!"
I'm dying. This time, for real. Dying...
"Urghhh!!"
Watching her reactions, the Manager yanked the dildo out at the last possible second before she passed out.
"Aaaagh... Aghh... Haaah..."
Heo Seong-ah let out tortured groans, tears streaming down her face.
"Hmm..."
Her throat looked dramatically different now, drawing his gaze. The Manager plunged his hand, slathered thick with aphrodisiac gel, into her mouth.
"Keurghhh!!"
He thrust his index and middle fingers deep inside, deliberately prodding her uvula to test the state of her throat. Fortunately, even after this brutal treatment, there were no visible major injuries. Her robust body, free of any lingering ailments, was truly a blessing.
Of course, for her now—undergoing female livestock training—that sturdy, unbroken physique was no blessing at all. It was a curse.
"Livestock Number B62, you're ready for the 20th dildo right away."
"Aghh..."
Remembering the grotesque shape of the 20th dildo—the one that had slapped her cheek before training began—Heo Seong-ah shook her head side to side in refusal. Even in her current state, it was torture enough... Anything worse would surely kill her.
"Eegh..."
Convinced it was absolutely impossible, she clenched her throat tight and gasped for breath.
"You still have muscles left to tense your throat? As expected, it won't make a proper mouth pussy until it's completely ruined."
"Aghh..."
A tight grip was plenty for her pussy and asshole. A mouth pussy's job was solely to coax ejaculation with tongue work and suction. Tension was useless anyway.
"No need to worry. Once we insert the 20th dildo, your throat will tear naturally, wrecking the muscles."
"Egh..."
Just hearing it was terrifying. Once those muscles gave out, without rehab, they'd stay ruined for life.
"Don't you want that? Scared?"
"Euuh..."
"But what can you do? Blame your own life for turning you into livestock."
Who the hell wanted to become livestock? Every time the Manager said shit like that, Heo Seong-ah wanted to scream back in defiance, but such rebellion was never tolerated.
"Then let's begin. If you don't want a lifelong disability... relax obediently and take it."
The Manager gripped the largest one from the aphrodisiac tub—the 20th dildo. 5cm in diameter and a whopping 25cm long. For a petite woman like Heo Seong-ah, it might reach her stomach before it was even fully in.
"Inserting now."
"Keurgh..!"
Made of soft, flexible silicone, it offered little resistance. Tense her throat all she wanted, and it would just squish under the pressure—high elasticity. Of course, that didn't mean...
Its rigid core held firm as it relentlessly burrowed deep into her throat.
"Urghhh!!"
The dildo, sliding in smoothly at first, halted at the 9cm mark from before. Her throat had expanded exactly that far, so anything deeper would bring unfamiliar agony. No matter how she thrashed and begged for mercy, the Manager showed no sign of stopping.
"Livestock Number B62, going deeper."
"Aghhhh!!"
One hand pried her jaw wide, the other pressed the dildo's base.
"Guhk! Geurk!"
The dildo's shape bulged obscenely through her throat. Forced to expand... forcibly torn...
"Keurghhhh!!"
If she'd lived a normal life, she'd never face such torment, not even on her deathbed. Heo Seong-ah flailed her bound limbs, shrieking for life amid the suffocating pain.
"Keurgh! Geurk!!"
But all that escaped her lips were filthy gurgles. It really felt like training an animal, not a person.
"Almost there. Hang in there."
"Keurk! Guk! Urghk!!"
Suddenly, a burning sensation hit below her throat, then sharp needle-like stabs at her solar plexus. The pain morphed into gut-wrenching agony, like her insides were being scraped with a blade, driving her to mad convulsions.
"Keurgh!! Keurghh!!"
A reaction utterly different from before. Common among bitches whose throats were pierced straight to the stomach. Was it really that painful to scream like that? Unable to gauge it himself, the Manager figured Heo Seong-ah was just exaggerating.
"All in."
"Ulp..!"
She'd swallowed the full 25cm to the root. She couldn't expel it herself... but the Manager sealed her mouth with his palm anyway. Each press sent waves of churning stomach pain.
"Ump... Mmp... Ulp..."
5 seconds. No voice. Dizzy from blocked air. Face flushing crimson, some fluid—nosebleed or snot—dripped from her nose.
10 seconds. This wasn't a joke; she was really going to die. Her pounding heart slowed bit by bit.
30 seconds. Now, unresponsive. Her body went limp, almost convincingly dead. Occasional shoulder twitches and head jerks suggested she was still hanging on.
"Livestock Number B62, hold for 5 more seconds."
5 seconds. Time left until release from this hell.
"5 seconds... 4... 3..."
The Manager counted down leisurely.
"2... 1... Done."
Crunch—something snapped with a grotesque sound, and the dildo shot out of Heo Seong-ah's mouth.
"Uwaaaagh!!"
Snap awake, she vomited bile the instant it withdrew, thrashing wildly.
"Ughk! Keugh! Kuughk!!"
Alternating retches and gasps, she emptied her stomach. The acidic vomit burned her throat like fire.
"Aaa... Haa..."
Her forcibly torn throat felt devoid of strength now, unlike before. The Manager held up the extracted dildo. The massive 25cm monster dangled like a pendulum.
"Hoo..."
Seeing it again, its size was monstrous. He hadn't even imagined fitting all that in her mouth... Heo Seong-ah was clearly born with the makings of a female livestock.
"Livestock Number B62, excellent work. You've swallowed the final 20th dildo, so throat expansion training is complete."
"Huu..."
"Now, we'll move for the next training... but first, a meal to prevent your throat from contracting."
"Eh..?"
The Manager fetched her specially made liquid meal. Pre-portioned from the cafeteria, it looked like a large tin can. The label read: [Pig Semen Packed with Nutrients].
If she knew what it was, she'd puke before even tasting it... But with her vision blocked, blind Heo Seong-ah would just gulp down whatever came.
Pop—Opening the can unleashed a fishy semen stench everywhere. Processed to amplify its aroma and viscosity, it was nearly jelly-like in its grossness.
"Come on... You haven't eaten in two days, so you must be starving. Eat every last bit."
"Ughk!"
He pinched her nose shut, blocking her air, then upended the can, flooding her mouth with semen.
"Keurgh! Keugh!"
Hating it was pointless. Suffocating, she'd swallow by force to live.
"Guk! Kuugh!"
Gulp gulp... Thanks to the expansion training, she downed over 2 liters cleanly.
"Geurrgh..."
A burp rose from her gaping throat. Her empty stomach now brimmed with semen—no wonder.
The Manager wrinkled his nose at the lingering stench, pinching it as he pulled out the final tool.
"This ends the training."
"Keurghhh!!"
Nothing like her usual dildo masks—this was on another level. Relatively slim at 3cm diameter, but snake-long, it invaded her semen-filled stomach.
"Urghk!!"
Her lower belly bubbled, vomit surging. Her contracting stomach tried to expel the semen, but the dildo blocked it tight.
"Bear the pain. You'll stay like that from now on."
"Heurk... Geurgh..."
Despair so deep she wanted to die. The problem? Compared to what awaited her... this was just the tip of the iceberg.