Lifelong Companion: Numbers 1 to 10... What on Earth Should I Choose?
From 1 to 10... What the hell was she supposed to pick?
Unsure of the Manager's intentions, Heo Seong-ah couldn't make an easy choice and agonized over it for a long time.
"Livestock Number B62, there's no need to agonize like that. They're all pretty much the same anyway."
"Ah, um... but what exactly are we choosing... hic, can I ask?"
A lifelong companion? Unable to grasp the meaning of those words at all, Heo Seong-ah hugged her fears close and cautiously posed the question.
"Hm, do you think you're in any position to be asking that right now, Livestock Number B62?"
"Hic!"
At the Manager's sharp rebuke, a terrified Heo Seong-ah flinched, her shoulders trembling.
A mere piece of livestock, insolently assigning meaning to the Manager's actions and showing signs of resistance...?
"Ah... ugh, hic..."
Heo Seong-ah meant to repent for her mistake and apologize right away, but before she could, the Manager's laughter rang out first.
"Puhaha! Just kidding. It must be frustrating not being able to see."
Her reactions were so entertaining one by one—it was fun to tease her. There must have been a few boys who bullied her back in school, right? For a fleeting moment, picturing the innocent schoolgirl days of this beauty now reduced to livestock, the Manager felt a twisted thrill and licked his lips.
"No need to keep it secret, so I'll tell you. What Livestock Number B62 has to choose right now is the 'lifelong' anal plug she'll have to wear in her ass from now on."
"Wha... huh? An anal plug...?"
"You don't know what an anal plug is? Are you really asking because you don't know?"
"Hic..."
An anal plug—a thing you stick in the mouth of a bottle or a hole to block it. Anyone with common sense would know it; it was an everyday item used all the time. The problem was... she had to keep one lodged in her ass for the rest of her life?
Even after fully understanding the Manager's words, cognitive dissonance hit Heo Seong-ah like a truck, leaving her trembling like a broken robot.
"Normally, you wouldn't need to insert one after anal training is complete, but since this is Livestock Number B62's first and last training session, it's an absolutely essential measure."
"Hic..."
"Everything we're doing is for Livestock Number B62's sake, so try not to think of it too badly."
He wasn't wrong. Anal expansion was typically one of the routine mandatory training items for livestock, done gradually over time to stretch the hole without causing injury. But with no time for that, Heo Seong-ah's anus had been forcibly torn open with tools, so before the wound could heal, they needed to loosen the gaping hole to prevent it from tightening up again.
If they just left it like that without any intervention... Heo Seong-ah would no doubt throw a fit every time her anus was tormented, whining that it hurt.
"Let me say it again. Livestock Number B62, you're choosing your lifelong companion from here on out. Got it?"
"Hic, ugh... Yes..."
She had no real choice anyway—she was just livestock.
"Pick one from 1 to 10. There are many options, so choose carefully."
He urged her to choose carefully, but to blindfolded Heo Seong-ah, it was no different from a random box. She wouldn't know what was what until she experienced it herself.
From 1 to 10. Ten options... and yet, no freedom of choice.
"If you don't pick soon, I'll choose for you. That okay?"
"Ah, ahh... Number 7! I'll go with 7..."
Lucky Seven, her lucky number. In this desperate situation, she cried it out hoping for even a sliver of blessing.
Unfortunately... Heo Seong-ah's choice wasn't the right one.
"Oh... Number 7, huh... I'll give you a chance to change your choice."
"Wha... huh...?"
The Manager's voice carried an inexplicable hint of amusement. He'd definitely tricked her with the exact same pattern before. Back then, she might have waffled and picked another number, but now she spoke firmly.
"I'll stick with 7..."
"Alright, then. Don't regret it."
She insisted so stubbornly—nothing he could do about it. The Manager picked up Number 7 from the ten dildos on the shelf—the one with the largest size.
Thud—
A colossal anal plug: 5 cm in diameter, 20 cm long. Starting with a massive bead at the base, the shaft was strung with hundreds of large and small beads. It looked just like a long bunch of grapes... a grotesque monstrosity that should never be used on a beginner.
Shoving something like that in from the start would ruin the hole nine times out of ten, potentially leaving permanent damage.
But...
...
...
...
She chose it herself...
He'd even given her two chances...
Whatever happened from here on out was all her own karma.
"Hugek!"
"Livestock Number B62, if you don't want to get hurt, relax and stay still."
A bead 6 cm in diameter—far thicker than the 5 cm shaft. The pressure from the insertion tip made Heo Seong-ah feel like she was suffocating; her mouth gaped wide as she let out a groan.
"Aaaahhh...!"
Slowly... excruciatingly slowly... she could vividly feel the bead forcing its way into her anus.
Every time the hole spasmed, the bead slid deeper inside.
"Kuh, aaaahhhh...!"
It hurt... like she was dying... Words like that couldn't even begin to capture the agony.
Like giving birth through her anus, maybe?
"Kuuuh...!"
Just moments ago, the hole had been torn 10 cm wide... So why was a mere 6 cm bead causing this much pain now?
"Kuh, ahh...! Hk...!"
Because of the silicone nubs packed against her intestinal walls? Because the anus had contracted and narrowed? Or because the sphincter, though ripped open like it was ruined, was still clenching taut with unnatural tension?
She didn't know. She truly had no idea... but one thing was clear: her anus had changed into something unnatural.
"Kuuuuh...!"
Heo Seong-ah swallowed her groans amid pain that nearly shattered her sanity.
"Just a little more. Hang in there."
"Hk, ahh... aaa... agh!"
Finally, as the thickest part of the bead passed, the rest slipped in smoothly and vanished.
"Aaaah... ah..."
Heo Seong-ah slammed her forehead to the ground, the massive dildo's tip clenched tight in her sphincter as she wailed in agony. Every clench made the protruding dildo wobble up and down, mimicking a vulgar animal tail.
"Kuuuh... hic...!"
She didn't want to tense her lower belly, but it kept clenching against her will. Each squeeze brought a pleasurable caress to her pussy, threatening to drive her mad.
"Agh... aaaahh...!"
She couldn't deny it anymore: the filthy hole meant only for excretion had become a sexual organ for pleasure.
"Livestock Number B62, that's a very nice look."
Watching Heo Seong-ah shake her ass seductively with the dildo swallowed inside, the Manager sneered. Lost in pain and pleasure, groaning as her sphincter clenched and jiggled the toy—it was so cute, yet so utterly depraved.
"Good job, Livestock Number B62. No matter what they do to you, keep acting this cute, and anyone will shower you with love."
"Hah, ugh... Yes... Manager..."
How nice it would be if Heo Seong-ah were a private slave instead of Shared Property Facility criminal livestock. Great body, pretty face, always reacting fresh no matter what you did to her—a fun toy. Feeling a pang of jealousy toward the Director's son who would become her owner, the Manager let out a deep sigh.
"Haa..."
Who could he blame for a world like this? Just envious of the Director's son, born into privilege. Honestly, he wanted to kidnap Heo Seong-ah, make her his slave, and damn the consequences.
But he wasn't stupid enough to throw away his life for a moment's desire.
"Fuu..."
Calming his mind and swallowing his lust, the Manager resolved to savor this moment to the fullest. So that years later, whenever he thought of Heo Seong-ah, he could smile and reminisce about it as a fond memory.
"Livestock Number B62, does it hurt a lot?"
"Hic... Yes..."
The modification wounds hadn't healed yet, so her ass throbbed. With that grotesque dildo jammed into the pulsing hole, of course it hurt.
"Even if it hurts, endure it. In the life Livestock Number B62 has left ahead, this will just be a trivial memory."
"Hic..."
A memory? More like a trauma she'd want to forget. The Manager's casual smirk as he dismissed it like it was someone else's problem was infuriating enough to kill for.
Of course, Heo Seong-ah didn't show it outwardly, biting her lip to express her defiance instead.
"Livestock Number B62, one more time: we're short on time, so I'll insert it quickly and move to the next training area. Understood?"
"Yes..."
Her voice was small and submissive. Just get it over with already—she gritted her teeth and bowed her head. Was she feeling shame now, or vowing never to make a sound? She clamped her mouth shut—but
Squish—
"Hk!"
The moment the dildo thrust in, an unimaginable stimulation hit her; she jolted in shock, mouth flying open—
"Haaaayaaaaahhh...!!"
—and drowned in a belated whirlwind of intense pleasure, belting out a vulgar, lewd moan.
"Stubborn for no reason."
The Manager snorted, displeased with Heo Seong-ah's lingering 'human' demeanor.
"Livestock Number B62, I'm going to keep shoving it in, so try to endure."
"Hk, ugh..."
And so far... only the tip of the dildo had barely been inserted.