Livestock Zoo (2)
Most of the measurements on her body were now complete. Akemi stood trembling in the blinding darkness, gripped by fear. Then, the men's voices reached her again.
"From now on, Akemi, you're number 17. Got it?"
"Y-yes..."
Akemi—no, number 17—continued to shake.
"Number 17, stretch your arms out in front."
Thud.
Something touched the tips of her fingers.
"From now on, number 17, you're going to hold onto that wall and stand there."
Akemi slowly extended her hands. At the end was a flat wall.
"Put your hands on it and spread your legs nice and wide. If you don't, we'll tie you up by force."
She had already signed the human rights waiver, so she couldn't just stand there doing nothing. Shame burned through her. She was completely naked, after all. But Akemi couldn't stop herself from obeying.
"Okay, click."
Click. Click.
The sound of the camera shutter rang out, along with the sensation of her most private parts being captured on film. The clicks continued relentlessly afterward. Suddenly, anxiety surged through Akemi.
"You'll delete these later, right...?"
"Shut up. Next pose: on all fours."
"...Wait a minute!"
Akemi couldn't accept this unsettling situation. She opened her mouth to ask for details, but what poured out instead was a sharp whip crack.
Crack!
"Kyaaah!"
"Who gave you permission to speak, you livestock bitch? We keep being too lenient, and now you think you're still human?"
The whip lashed across her back. The searing pain twisted Akemi's face.
"Hngaaah."
"Get on your knees now, bitch. Keep wasting time, and we'll tie you down and do it by force."
In the end, Akemi had no choice but to assume the humiliating pose herself. She realized too late that she'd applied to the wrong place, but regret wouldn't change anything now.
After that, they photographed every inch of her body. Poses like a dog on all fours. Or ones that spread her ass and pussy wide for the best view. She had to hold them all herself. Amid the endless shutter clicks capturing her body from every angle, Akemi trembled violently.
But it wasn't over.
"Now bend at the waist and stick your ass up."
Akemi obeyed without a word. She began to worry about just how degrading the next pose would be. But her worries were utterly pointless. The words that followed shattered them completely.
"Ugh!"
A jolt of pain shot through her lower body as the men's fingers pried her anus open wide.
"She's livestock anyway, so before she goes to the zoo, we can do whatever we want, right?"
"Hngaaak! It hurts, it hurts! Please, it hurts!!"
No matter how much she screamed, the pain didn't fade. Akemi kept shrieking. Soon, a cold sensation entered her anus. They must have applied something.
"It's gonna hurt a bit. But you have to endure it. If you can't even handle this, you can't be livestock."
"...Yes."
Akemi answered weakly. At that moment, her anus was forced open even wider.
"Hnguuuuk!"
Something invaded her anus, stretching it brutally. Horrific pain tore through her.
"Whoa, she's tight. So tight."
From the sounds, it seemed like the men's cocks were thrusting in. Being violated in a space as untouched as her first time felt awful. Utterly horrific.
Her screams didn't stop after that. Only after a dozen more loads of hot semen flooded her anus did the ordeal finally end.
"...Huuuua."
Her mind reeled in a haze. Only then did they remove the blindfold from her eyes. Men still crowded in front of her.
"Time to send her off?"
"Yeah. To the zoo."
"How do we classify her?"
"They'll sort it out there anyway."
"Convenient."
The men hauled up Akemi's body, which could barely hold itself together, and crammed her into some kind of box. It was cramped and uncomfortable. But she lacked the strength to resist.
"Just sleep for a bit."
As the box door shut and darkness fell, Akemi slipped into sleep almost immediately.
When she awoke again, she was in a place that was bright yet oppressively gloomy.
"Ugh..."
She tried to move, but her body wouldn't respond as she wished. Looking to the side, Akemi realized her arms and legs were bound somewhere. And then, a cacophony of sounds assaulted her ears.
"Hiiiik!!! Hiiiik!!!"
"Hee, heeeing!!! Heeeng!!!"
"Buhiik! Buheeik!!!"
"Make that sound properly!"
All sorts of moans, though calling them fully human was a stretch. They were too alien to adapt to. Soon, footsteps approached, and a woman appeared. She wore glasses and had a face full of exhaustion. She was beautiful enough to call striking, but her aura was ice-cold.
"Um..."
"Shut your mouth, you livestock bitch. You stink."
"..."
Akemi had nothing to say. She'd worried about human rights being stripped away, but she never imagined it would be this bad.
Finishing her venom, the woman approached Akemi silently. Unlike Akemi, bound naked to the bed, the woman wore a lab coat. Her finger slowly touched Akemi's nipple.
Tap.
"Nghut."
As Akemi flinched, the woman gagged in disgust and viciously pinched the nipple.
"Filthy livestock bitch. Getting off just from a nipple tweak? Well, that's why bitches like you end up as livestock."
The woman clearly harbored intense disgust toward livestock. Regardless, she jabbed several needles into Akemi's body to draw blood and gather data. Akemi winced at the brief stinging pain.
"Ugh, wh-what's that injection?"
"Shut up and stay still."
Akemi felt wronged. She was just curious about what they were injecting into her body. But they wouldn't tell her properly.
Moments later, a mechanical whir filled the air.
Viiiing.
Lying bound and helpless, Akemi feared the machine descending from the ceiling. What fresh hell was this?
The device settled onto her abdomen.
"...Huh?"
It paused briefly, then began to heat up slowly. As a burning sensation built in her lower belly, Akemi started shuddering.
"Hot, it's hot!!! So hot!!!"
The heat scorched her skin like it was branding her alive, growing fiercer by the second. Tears streamed uncontrollably from Akemi's eyes. After a short while, she stared at her lower abdomen, where hot steam rose in wisps. The acrid smell of burned flesh filled the air. But none of it registered properly. The shock came from the text seared into her belly.
Sow Pig No. 17
Black letters that would never fade, etched into her skin for life. She couldn't believe it.
"Looks good. Now off to the sow pig training room."
Unlike Akemi, who felt not just sad but utterly wretched, the woman was coldly businesslike. Her attitude was so rigid, it was hard to believe she had emotions.
"...How can you do this without a shred of remorse?"
Tears welled in Akemi's eyes. Of course, she knew what livestock meant. So she hadn't expected much. She'd just planned to endure for ten years. But now that she was living it, ten years felt impossible—she wanted out right now. It seemed utterly unbearable. That was her reality.
But the woman responded to Akemi's words with practiced indifference.
"Hey, sow pig. You think I've only dealt with bitches like you for a day or two? You think the ones who sign up thinking it's an easy way to make money are rare?"
Slap.
The woman's hand struck Akemi's cheek. A red handprint bloomed on her face, but the woman didn't stop.
"Dealing with trash like you is bad enough, and now you're pissing me off even more."
After the prolonged beating finally ended, Akemi's mind was a fog. Her eyes were so swollen she could barely see. The taste of blood in her mouth suggested her lips were badly split.
"Uuuuh..."
While Akemi was still dazed, another researcher approached the woman.
"Beating up on livestock again to vent?"
"Shut up."
"Come on, no need to be so prickly."
The male researcher soothed her like it was routine.
"Don't get so mad at livestock anyway. Tomorrow, she won't even be worth your time."
"True."
"Just ignore them. Don't think of them as human—treat them like objects. Makes it easier."
Listening to the man, Akemi felt even more wretched. She couldn't even deny his words. No human rights, no longer treated as a person. Even if she returned to humanity after ten years, she feared she might not feel human anymore.