Livestock Zoo (5)
Beauty is subjective, varying from person to person, but for livestock, being "pretty" or "beautiful" meant one thing: turning someone on. People didn't seek out livestock just to satisfy their appreciation of aesthetics. No, they came for a single reason. To fulfill desires that couldn't be met through ordinary means. And naturally, crafting a beautiful sow's pussy—one fit for a female sow—required even more consideration of that fact. It had to be modified enough to draw in even the dimmest boar, charging straight at it without hesitation.
"Number 17 sow? Get over here!"
The zoo's setup was vastly different from a standard viewing exhibit. Spectators could observe up close, so it was crucial to make the sows visible even from afar—for the sake of proper appreciation, of course. The first step was prying those labia wide open, exposing everything inside. No one expected a sow to have a neat, tidy little pussy anyway.
The researcher promptly locked shackles around Akemi's ankles.
Clink.
With that sound, the chains pulled slowly in opposite directions.
"Ughhh!"
Akemi's legs splayed wide in the most uncomfortable position imaginable. Even from a distance, her pussy was on full display, gaping openly.
It wasn't bad, as pussies went. She hadn't had much experience, and what little she did have wasn't particularly rough, so her labia were still tightly closed. Without the restraints binding her now or the tattoo branded on her belly, she could easily pass for a virgin.
But that illusion had to be shattered completely. A sow needed to look like a sow.
"Time to say goodbye to that pretty little pussy of yours. Repeat after me: 'Bye-bye, my pretty pussy.'"
"...Oink?"
Akemi stared blankly ahead, still not grasping the situation. Then she saw them. The silver instruments rolling slowly toward her, bristling with all sorts of terrifying tools.
"First things first—a proper sow needs a proper slutty pussy, right?"
The researcher plunged his hand straight into Akemi's pussy without warning.
"Hiiiik!"
Tears welled in her eyes from the sharp jolt of pain. She nearly let out human speech instead of the pig squeals expected from livestock—a close call.
But the researcher ignored her reaction entirely, muttering calmly.
"What a fucking mess this pussy is. Total wreck."
He didn't care about the stimulation from his intrusion or the aphrodisiacs coursing through her veins. All that mattered was how soaked the sow's cunt already was.
Squelch, squish, squelch, squish!
As he slowly pumped his hand back and forth, Akemi's body twitched violently.
"Huuuuh... huuuuh..."
Her sow pussy fluttered wildly. Her breathing grew ragged in time with his movements. Her hypersensitive body, already pushed to the brink, began inching toward climax.
"Huuuwaaaah!! I'm cumming!!!"
Squirt! Pssshhh!
A jet of fluid shot out, splattering the researcher's face.
"Fuck, you filthy sow bitch!"
Smack!
He slapped her ass hard, but Akemi only let out a shallow moan. To her, even that was pleasure now.
"Crazy slut, huh? Getting off on a spanking now?"
Still riding the aftershocks of her orgasm, she trembled from the waist down and slowly lifted her head.
"Ugh, what the hell is that smell? This pig-stink sow reeks."
The researcher wiped the pussy juice from his face, griping all the while. It was a sign of just how low he viewed her.
Contempt twisted his features openly now. Akemi met his gaze, and soon after, she had to endure his rage as well.
"Why am I even talking to a worthless sow like you?"
He seemed to swallow his anger alone—then yanked his hand without warning.
"Kyaaaaah!"
A brief, searing stab of pain ripped a human scream from her lips. He'd pierced her labia with an awl, no preamble.
"A little jewelry will draw the boars' attention even better."
"Huuuuh... huuuh."
Her jaw hung slack from the agony, drool spilling freely. And the real terror? This pain was just the beginning—more to come.
"Two on each side, nice and even?"
His tone was like a death threat. Akemi wailed and begged immediately.
"It hurts... please, no more pain...!"
Her desperate plea fell on deaf ears.
"A sow can't complain about a little thing like this."
"......"
Ignored even in her tiniest request, Akemi's expression hardened.
Grip.
"Kyaaaaah! It hurts! Please, stop!"
This time, he pinched her erect clit hard and yanked.
"Hold still!"
A hole pierced her clit in an instant.
"Kaaaah!"
"Looks pretty. Gave this one some special gems to lure 'em in."
Gems? More like heavy chunks of metal. With that weight pulling down, her clit and pussy stretched grotesquely, locked in a vicious cycle of sagging. But that's exactly what suited a sow—or so they claimed. Every female sow in the pens underwent this procedure. Only possible because they weren't human anymore. Subhuman.
And it didn't stop there. A chain linked the metal clump on her clit to the hook yanking her nostrils up into a pig snout. Pulling the collar around her neck or tormenting her lower half? Same pain, same humiliation either way. The mark of true livestock.
"Let's test it."
To check the connection, the researcher tugged the chain.
"...Kuhk!"
The electric agony surged again. Tears burst from Akemi's eyes.
"It hurts, please!"
The wounds were fresh and swollen—not healed at all. Any touch amplified the torment tenfold.
"Hurts? So what!"
He yanked again. Her clit and nose hook stretched grotesquely far. Akemi screamed.
Watching livestock wail was what made these sadistic researchers' days at work so fulfilling.
"Perfect. Dirty sow bitch through and through."
Her pussy was a ragged mess now, the perfect description. It didn't look like it belonged to a woman in her twenties anymore. More like a lifelong whore's. No prostitute, no matter how filthy, would have a cunt this wrecked—unless she was livestock.
Four-legged crawl. Bloated, fleshy body. A crotch reeking of vulgar filth. She was the textbook image of a Livestock Zoo sow, straight out of the pens.
"Ugh, the stench."
The cocktail of hormones made her sweat stink to high heaven. No wonder the researchers found it repulsive.
Looking at her now, no one could picture the plain woman she'd once been. Even her family would call this Akemi horrifying. Nothing else would come to mind.
Today marked the start of her pen acclimation.
"Alright, before we head to the pens, time for surgery."
"Surgery...?"
She had no idea what that meant. Poor family background meant she'd never visited a Livestock Zoo before. She'd only learned what sows were like after arriving here. Surgery? No clue.
The researcher dragged her to the operating room. Restrained on all fours again, every step sent fresh waves of unaccustomed pain shooting through her.
"Sque... oink!"
Smack.
Unable to even shake her ass properly, all she got was searing pain.
"Now you'll become a real pig. Just like all your sow friends."
"......"
Facing the ominous operating room, Akemi's anxiety spiked suddenly. But her will meant nothing.
And so, she took slow steps into the operating room.