The duty of a fleshlight is what's assigned to a sow stripped of human rights
The duty of a fleshlight is what's assigned to a sow stripped of human rights
One day in the 21st century, modern humanity began to evolve.
Now, I would like to talk about the women among them.
It started with the acquired manifestation of factors in bodies that initially seemed merely beautiful, followed by frantic, repeated breeding to mass-produce their own kind.
I am talking about the evolved human species that has finally multiplied to match the number of humanity.
It was actually hard to even list all the ways they were superior to existing humanity as an evolved species.
Every single one of them possessed looks that would put any peerless beauty to shame.
Bodies that boasted an overwhelming charm, as if sculpted by the god of art himself.
On top of brain functions that had thoroughly surpassed previous averages.
Not only were there no aging or lifespans, but they possessed superhuman durability and physical abilities.
And they were perfectly immune to sexually transmitted diseases and almost all disabilities.
Even if their limbs were severed, they could regenerate them if they wished... they were creatures blessed in every aspect compared to the existing Homo sapiens.
Furthermore, no matter who they created a second generation with, they could definitively pass on their superior factors and the same gender to the next generation.
Just as the previous Sapiens drove out the Erectus, it was natural to think that the world order would soon be rewritten by the new evolved species.
That would have certainly been the case, had it not been for the single flaw they possessed as living beings with personality and chastity.
In fact, considering that the ultimate goal of a living being is reproduction... this was actually their greatest advantage as a species.
Why hide it?
They were all... hopeless masochists who would gush with arousal and make an ahegao face even at the moment of being struck by lightning.
Exhibitionists who, when stripped, would have their nipples and clitoris erect to the limit anytime, anywhere, with their arousal never drying up for a single moment.
Submissives who, if not strongly dominated for even just three days, would have their lust pile up in their throbbing pussies—which lacked any chastity—to the point where daily life became impossible.
Degradates who would get horny like a dog and have their anuses gape whenever they recalled the miserable downfall they had experienced.
And end-of-the-century perverts who couldn't go even half a day without masturbating, a behavior that any normal woman would naturally feel blatant disgust toward.
However, they knew shame very well.
They also possessed the empathy to be angered by injustice, and the girlishness to blush at the sweet, pure love stories in books.
They cherished their own dignity and the interpersonal relationships they had.
Just as much as the ruinous perversion mentioned earlier, their ambition to rise high and their desire to live like humans were also firm.
It was natural.
The vast majority of them were born as humans and raised as humans.
Living with them in human society, and learning the same values as them.
Except for the bodies cursed to be lewd from birth, and the terrible tendencies that would always devour their reason at critical moments, shattering all dignity to pieces...
They were people who were more beautiful than anyone else, competent far beyond the average, and living in this world with the same perspective as anyone else.
Sharing harmonious daily lives with their families.
Sitting in cafes with friends and chatting.
Wanting to be socially recognized.
Such individuals who purely love someone and want to be loved.
After such women were first born, quite a long time passed.
While Homo sapiens were evolving to the next stage one by one, regardless of their own will in the slightest.
A certain law was created.
Its purpose was to manage the Homo Mesubuta, the evolved species of human women named by a former Japanese scholar.
The official name was the Non-Human Definition Act.
In the public eye, it was called the Sow Management Act.
The content was truly simple.
The only humanity existing in this world is ordinary humans and the male evolved species. Other sub-humans, Homo Mesubuta (hereinafter referred to as Sows), are not human and are nothing more than objects below livestock with no human rights.
All Sows cannot inflict injury on humanity. They cannot refuse the orders of males, including sexual acts or the violation of personality and minimal dignity.
All rights and freedoms permitted to Sows originate from humanity and can be controlled or forcibly seized according to their will.
All unregistered Sows have the duty to serve as state-owned Fleshlight Latrines without pay and unconditionally for 3 months out of the year, and that activity can be extended or aggravated according to the intentions of many males.
All males can acquire and trade Sows according to the methods prescribed by law. Arbitrarily disposing of or causing severe damage to a Sow may result in charges of destruction of public property or civil liability.
Sows cannot basically use human items. However, cases involving items manufactured exclusively for Sows or following the owner's orders are exceptions.
Sows must not forget for a single moment that they are beings below livestock. Therefore, they must wear standard-spec collars equipped with location tracking, corporal punishment, drug administration, language inhibition, and restraint functions at all times, and wear other designated training equipment at designated times.
Unregistered Sows can freely reside in designated Sow residential areas (hereinafter referred to as Fleshlight Latrines). If they step into other public places, movement in postures according to norms (walking on all fours, showing off breasts and armpits, etc.) and restrictions on both hands are always mandatory. Furthermore, in Fleshlight Latrines, the installation of CCTV and command speakers is mandatory in all places, including private property, and all humanity can freely view and use that data and equipment.
Innate Sows shall live in spaces like humans, not in Fleshlight Latrines, until at least the secondary sexual development period, and the provisions of this law, excluding items 1 and 5, shall not apply. Minor Sows shall complete compulsory education but shall not be protected by the Education Act. Prior to the Fleshlight training curriculum, they shall be subject to selection regarding the completion of Sow ideological education. Regarding the above matter, if the biological father exercises his rights, the decision-making power is granted to the biological father, followed by the official in charge of the state agency, and finally to the Sow that produced the entity. Furthermore, the owner and manager of a minor Sow has no obligation to inform the entity of its own species and related laws.
Subjects of acquired evolution, regardless of all social positions or personal circumstances, shall be stripped of all private property and human rights as soon as the manifestation of factors above the standard is proven, and shall complete an internationally certified Fleshlight training curriculum.
Unless there is a refusal from the owner, immediately after all Sows complete the Fleshlight training curriculum, they must have a Uterine Heart Seal—which has the effects of sensitivity increase, climax and emotion detection, pleasure measurement, mental breakdown resistance, and obedience enhancement—engraved on one of the parts such as the lower abdomen, buttocks, anus, or thighs. Furthermore, erasing or damaging this will not be tolerated even in death.
Cruelly, to the point where it was hard to find words to describe it.
It was a declaration of ruin thrown at women who were once human.
Afterward, the number of Sows who were officially stripped of all human rights and dignity overnight gradually increased.
And by the time the number of tidal waves they could theoretically gush out in an instant became roughly similar to the number of humanity.
In a penthouse of a Fleshlight Latrine, which had now built up an area and appearance comparable to a decent-sized city, earning it the nickname Model Garden.
Chloe Stacey, a woman who was once the top prospect of a global mega-corporation that would put any mega-corp to shame, and a successor whose future was firmly designated, started her day.
"Let's see... I was supposed to meet Aileen at the cafe today."
The eyes, where mysteriously white pupils were located, were a dark reddish color.
The gaze was clear enough to be vivid and contained a cold will that was somewhat arrogant.
And on both sides of her long, black hime-cut hair, which she had left hanging long and damp just after finishing a shower, golden earrings were shining brilliantly.
Her skin, pale enough to be transparent, was not wearing a single thread of clothing.
Her breasts, proudly showing off a voluptuousness almost the size of her head, and her apple hips, which were even more swollen than that, would not be an exaggeration to call the goddess of beauty.
Since solid residual muscles, including artistic 11-line abs, supported her thoroughly managed body lines here and there...
Any man with such a perfect woman in front of him would have tried all sorts of tricks to get into her eyes.
That is, provided that the Sow sitting here was a woman, not a female.
"...♡"
9:00 AM, just 2 hours since her last satisfaction of desire.
Chloe gently closed both eyelids, where long, alluring eyelashes were located.
In terms of time, it was only a few seconds; it was a silent struggle.
She steadied her breath to maintain the composure of someone noble from birth, no matter what.
But she could not hide the sweet, thick richness of lust leaking out like steam from between her beautiful lips.
"I guess... I won't be able to hold out until lunch."
It was a bitter, yet very flushed mutter.
In fact, there was no need to find evidence that she was fully in heat from her breathing.
Both nipples were erect, hard enough that they couldn't be hidden even to the naked eye.
The clitoris between her legs was the same, craving stimulation.
Centered on the labia that spasmed shortly several times every time the second hand moved, the arousal fluid that had already made a river down to her ankles needed no explanation.
Once, no matter how much she had reigned at the top of a distant society.
She was now a single Sow.
As she had no right to dare to wear any clothes, she was in a state of excitement equivalent to that at least 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.
Surveillance cameras installed all over the house so that the concept of privacy could not be found supported her every day as a gloomy basis.
Is that all?
On her lower abdomen, a Uterine Heart Seal that conveyed a large and explicit sex appeal was engraved in vivid pink and dark purple.
Even though it was right after she finished showering, the dog collar with a long chain and golden male-genital-shaped decorations hanging in eight directions revealed her current occupation...
Immediately after her human rights were discarded and she was disowned by her family.
Through the money her father threw at her forehead along with phlegm, and the girl-crush and dignity that were proof that she was a mega-corp heiress and successor even if she rotted.
Positioned in the upper class limited to mere Sows.
A pseudo-Onahole that any 'human' who wants that lewd body can use.
And one of the Sows nicely displayed in the self-operating Fleshlight Latrine.
She was also a state-owned Fleshlight Latrine reserve, 3 months away from this year's admission.