Livestock Secretary: Yukari's Degrading Inspection
Yukari was no different from any other piece of livestock now. It felt like she was being appraised as a virgin, her body probed and prodded in every nook and cranny. Naturally, tears began streaming down her face.
"Don't cry. If you're bawling over something this minor, how do you expect to handle your secretary duties from here on out?"
"He's right. This is nothing—things will only get more intense from now on, never less."
The doctors examined Yukari's body without the slightest hesitation.
"Time to check down there now, I suppose?"
"Yeah, we'd better."
The doctors slathered a slick gel on their gloved fingers and began sliding them straight into Yukari's anus.
"Nnghoook!"
"What a funny noise."
"Must hurt pretty bad, huh?"
Yukari couldn't hold back her scream at the sudden invasion piercing her anus.
"Th-that hole isn't meant for... nnghok!"
The doctors shoved their fingers even deeper to silence her protests.
"What are you blabbering about? Listen up, Miss Yukari. Per the contract, your body belongs to the company now. They can use any part of it however they please. Got it?"
"But such a filthy hole..."
"Filthy? You only got this far because you're a virgin. From now on, that hole's going to be trained to your heart's content, so you'd better start enjoying it."
"Let's wrap it up here for today. Note her anal sensitivity as A-grade."
With the final humiliating physical exam over, Yukari was finally allowed off the restraint chair. What they handed her was supposedly her "secretary uniform"—though calling it clothing felt like a stretch.
"A collar... and scraps of fabric that barely cover anything?"
"The collar's like your employee ID. It has all your info embedded in it. Once it's on, you really don't want to think about taking it off."
"Oh, and your figure's top-notch. Real work starts tomorrow. Try to last the full ten days."
The doctors left the exam room, abandoning Yukari as she sniffled and sobbed. She was the only one left, makeup smeared by tears.
Her crying didn't last long. She knew all too well that it only hurt her in the end.
Yukari began dressing in what passed for clothes. Her massive breasts and naked body were on full display, a pathetic sight with the collar around her neck. No—a pathetic livestock. That was Yukari now.
A day later, an employee woke Yukari to take her to work.
"Business hours start at 7 a.m. sharp. Be up, groomed, and ready by then."
"Yes..."
"There'll be occasional overtime. You'll usually get the next day off for those. Overtime pays extra."
"Understood."
The employee showed no emotion, but parading around nearly naked in front of him was mortifying and arousing for Yukari.
Following his lead to the dorm, she found several other women in similar straits—glamorous figures, bodies fully exposed.
"Strip first thing."
The sharp voice cut like a knife. But even more baffling was the order to undress. What more was there to bare?
Apparently, even these useless scraps counted as "clothing." Yukari had no desire to rebel against that icy tone and cause trouble. She stripped completely, as did the other secretaries.
A woman in head-to-toe black latex approached. She looked about Yukari's age, stunningly beautiful but with a cold demeanor. Her suit had cutouts exposing her breasts and pussy, just like theirs. The main difference: she was completely hairless down there, her crimson slit on full display. Her ass was huge too, jiggling hypnotically as she led the way.
They arrived in a room with pulleys dangling from the ceiling.
"This place..."
"No questions."
The woman's voice was frigid as she bound Yukari's hands behind her back.
"No using your hands from now on. Understand?"
"...Yes."
Yukari's collar was roped to a pulley next, forcing her into an awkward half-stand. Fully exposed and unable to cover herself, shame burned through her.
"No underwear for secretaries—ever. Only training panties if needed."
The panties she showed were shocking: impossible to remove easily, lined with dildos and anal beads poised to stab pussy and ass relentlessly. Intimidatingly huge.
"You don't mean...?"
"Exactly. Fail to participate properly during dorm time, and you'll sleep in these."
Terrifying words for a virgin like Yukari—it'd hurt like hell just inserting them.
"Follow along, though, and you won't have to wear them."
She stared at Yukari.
"Especially you, Miss Yukari. No need for you."
"Huh?"
"You're a virgin. Your training's ass-only."
"I never heard about that..."
"Doesn't matter. What counts is you're getting your ass trained starting today—and in ten days, you'll be begging for it."
"Now, ass cleaning time."
"...Ngh!"
Hands bound, Yukari couldn't resist. Exposed and helpless, a syringe full of enema fluid plunged into her anus.
"Here comes the syringe, Miss Yukari!"
Her belly swelled with the liquid, face flushing, breaths coming in gasps.
"Nnghh, kkuuuh..."
"Moaning from just the enema?"
It was over quickly. The trainer mocked the filth that leaked out, nearly breaking Yukari to tears. Defecating in front of others was utter humiliation.
"Now, anal training begins."
The woman teased Yukari's anal wrinkles with a finger.
"Haaht!"
"Cute reaction."
Yukari whimpered, lower body trembling at the stimulation. The rubbing continued, as if coaxing her to adapt.
She applied liquid from a bottle nearby. Heat built slowly, intense itching around Yukari's anus.
"How's that? Anal-exclusive aphrodisiac. Works like a charm."
Yukari's rim swelled red and puffy, like a pretty chrysanthemum.
Now with small anal beads, the woman poked at the edges.
"Starting now."
"Ah, no...!"
Already aroused by the aphrodisiac, her sensitivity was sky-high. The beads scratching inside her itchy hole brought fresh ecstasy. Her face slackened, mouth agape.
"Ahhk!"
Drool dribbled uncontrollably.
"Feels good, right, Miss Yukari? The beads scraping your walls so slowly."
"N-no, ah, nghhk!"
Her pussy leaked too, but the trainer ignored it, fixated on the ass. She played relentlessly.
"Ah, my ass...!"
First time using her ass was brutal. It was too tight—ten days of daily training to stretch it. Starting with tiny silicone beads, nail-sized. They slid in and out, slowly teaching her ass to crave pleasure.
"P-please, spare me... it'll tear..."
"Not yet. Far from it, so don't worry."
Those words terrified Yukari—like a warning they'd rip it or use it till it did. Either way, even on day one, the fear of ass use was real.