The Hero's Shipment (1)
It was only after nearly a full day had passed inside the Training Device that the Hero was finally allowed to breathe the outside air.
"Heehee♡ I'll never forgive you♡♡ I'll get my revenge for sure♡ Nghik♡♡"
She had been tormented for what felt like an eternity within, yet barely fifteen minutes had elapsed in the real world.
The men hauled her up, listened to her insolent little declaration with amused smiles, then simply reactivated the machine and shoved her back inside.
Kiiing—
In the meantime, the men had been thoroughly enjoying Elysia's restored body.
Unlike the wreck of flesh that had been steadily ruined day after day by massive doses of aphrodisiacs and relentless training, this body—returned to its prime—endured even the roughest abuse while remaining in peak condition, cooing and fawning for its masters.
Ordinarily she would have collapsed long ago, yet now she rocked her hips atop her masters, taking cocks in both hands and her mouth, tirelessly servicing them without pause.
"Buhihik♡ Thank you for using masochist pig Elysia."
"Chuuup, chuuup♡ Hehe♡ I'm so happy I get to serve my masters♡"
"That rebellious attitude of hers is completely gone now. Shame she doesn't squirt quite as much, but a sow like this isn't half bad either."
Psssshaaaah—
At those words alone, Elysia reflexively gushed love juices, eager to meet her masters' expectations. Her body, forbidden from climaxing without permission, trembled pitifully as it continued to greedily devour cock.
One man, driven close to the edge by her ceaseless service, yanked on the chain piercing her clitoris and growled,
"Kh— I'm cumming. You cum too, you sow."
"Gyaaaaaaah♡♡♡ I'm cumming with semen flooding my womb♡♡♡"
Gush, gush—
"Buhi♡ Thank you for reminding this female livestock of her place."
And so, while Elysia wrung climax after climax from several men with her healthy, vigorous body, the time came once more for the Hero to be hauled up.
"..."
This time her eyes were vacant, staring blankly into empty space—whether she had lost consciousness or simply broken, it was hard to say. The men approached her and, without ejaculating, drove needles coated in aphrodisiac into the highly sensitive spots they had previously mapped out.
"Hgigiiik♡♡ I'm cumming♡♡♡"
Pssshiiit— pshak, pshat—
The shock jolted the Hero awake, and the needles' stimulation sent her cascading through climax after climax, squirting endlessly.
⟨ Mind Restore ⟩
"Huh? Uwaaaaah♡ Wait, please♡♡"
The men cast the mental recovery spell on her, then immediately shoved her back into the device. The Hero, barely conscious, saw her body plummeting and desperately tried to speak—but the machine sealed shut, and her words scattered into empty air.
"Buhihik♡ The red pig's weak points are two centimeters below the clitoris, and one centimeter above the cervical entrance inside the vagina."
"My masters personally investigated and disciplined them♡ They've been developed so thoroughly♡♡♡"
While Elysia was passed around among everyone and reduced once more to a piece of livestock on display, the Hero was hauled up from the device yet again.
Dragged out with a body limp from exhaustive torment, the Hero felt the outside air, snapped back to awareness, and without a moment's hesitation began reciting the words she had prepared.
"Hgyak♡ I'm sorry. This pathetic-cunt Hero didn't know her place♡ I'll do anything, so please—please take me in♡"
Drip, drip—
Even as she spoke, she seemed to climax lightly; a constant stream of mixed aphrodisiac and love juices poured from her sex, and her tongue—now little more than another erogenous zone—flicked restlessly in search of pleasure.
Hearing the Hero's earnest plea, the men looked thoroughly pleased... and began shoving her back into the device once more.
Faced with their unchanging attitude, the Hero could no longer hold back her scream.
"Uwaaaaagh♡♡♡♡ I'll do anything♡ Anything♡♡♡♡ Why won't you accept my apology♡♡♡♡ A pretty girl is saying she'll do whatever you want♡♡♡"
"Higik♡ I'm cumming from my tongue alone♡♡"
She climaxed from nothing more than her own shouting, thrashed and writhed for a long while, and at last could not overcome the restraint device's power—she was dragged back down into that horrific hell.
Again and again the Hero was hauled up, cycling endlessly through apology, rage, and unconsciousness. No matter what she said, the men simply administered the appropriate treatment and stuffed her back into the Training Device.
By the time three hours had passed in the real world, she had begun volunteering herself as livestock, fawning of her own accord.
"Having my cunt fucked is my lifelong dream♡♡ Please, just use me once♡♡"
"Hah♡ Hah♡ Hah♡ I'm really good at squirting cunt-water♡"
"Hnnn♡ Woof♡ Woof♡ Please raise this whole-body-erogenous-zone cunt-livestock bitch. Woof♡"
Even when she was ignored and dragged back inside, she now left fawning words behind, straining desperately to please the men.
"Hiik♡ I'm sorry♡ I'm sorry♡ I'll do better next time♡♡♡"
"I'll work hard to become a proper bitch♡♡"
But no matter what the Hero said, the machine slowly whirred to life.
Kiiiing—
Inside the Training Device, the Hero howled madly, frantically choosing what she would say the next time she was brought out. Even so, every part of her body had become an erogenous zone; the slightest shock sent her climaxing, and she faithfully recited the commands that had been programmed into her.
"Uwaaaaaah♡♡ Hik♡♡ I have to become a proper bitch♡"
"Ogoook♡ Climaxing from my throat-cunt♡♡"
"Ugh♡ My clitoris♡♡♡ It's being pinched—I'm cumming♡♡"
She was hauled outside roughly once per day by her own internal clock. Somehow, she had to endure the magical tools' torment until then, so she could announce her surrender to the men.
Tears streamed down the Hero's face at the wretched realization that even surrender was no longer something she could offer of her own free will. And yet, even as those tears traced paths down her cheeks, dizzying pleasure pierced straight through her body.
"Hgiik♡"
She felt it in her bones now—she was no longer human, but the body of an obscene livestock animal—and she clung desperately to her sanity, bracing for the vibrating tools once more.
Time passed, and the moment of her next extraction drew near. This time, she told herself, she would absolutely surrender to the men—no, to her masters. She carefully selected the most abject, vulgar words she could muster.
But instead of the ceiling opening, the now-familiar feeding tube connected to her mouth and began delivering her meal.
"?"
Jack returned at midnight that same day.
Before him waited Elysia—who had serviced everyone for hours and was now diligently degrading herself in the Standby Position—and the Training Device, sealed tight, exhaling only a faintly lewd vapor.
The Hero, who had been hauled up at regular intervals every time before, was now being left inside for several times longer than scheduled.
Jack addressed the man who had been managing the situation.
"We've observed the red pig enough for today. Send her to the Sleep Training Room for now. What's the Hero's condition?"
"Yes, sir. She entered the acceptance stage several hours ago. We're letting her stew at the moment."
"Tomorrow we run etiquette training, then begin the shipment immediately."
"Sir? Jack, that doesn't leave time for escape-prevention training."
"It's a direct order from His Majesty the Emperor. He said he wants to sample her as soon as possible."
"That bothersome elf girl finally gave up and left the capital, so it should be fine."
"Understood. We'll proceed as ordered. By the way, the red pig's condition is quite good. She could go straight to the Punishment Chamber."
"Hmm..."
Elysia, who had overheard every word, frantically swayed her hips, desperate to catch Jack's eye somehow.
Jack considered for a moment, then yanked on Elysia's chain, forcibly collapsing her Standby Position, and asked,
"Red pig. What do you think?"
There was no real answer she could give. She had been through this situation far too many times. Whatever she chose, the opinion of worthless livestock would be ignored—and punishment would follow instead. A stupid female like her had no business inserting herself into her master's decisions. She could only try to match whatever mood her master was in.
"Kuiiiiik♡♡♡♡ Whatever Master wants♡♡ I like all of it♡"
"Buhi♡♡ Please use my body even more♡♡"
Just not the Punishment Chamber...
"We've enjoyed her original body enough for today. Send her to the Sleep Training Room and raise her sensitivity first."
"Yes, sir. We'll do that."
"Buhik♡♡ Just thinking about being trained starting now makes me so happy♡"
One of the men clipped a leash to Elysia's collar and dragged her off toward the Sleep Training Room. At a pace that showed her no consideration whatsoever, her feet snagged on the chains again and again, forcing her to squirt—but sleep training, where her body was ruined while she slept, was blissfully sweet compared to the terror of the Punishment Chamber.
Elysia squealed like a pig with genuine joy as she was led away to the Sleep Training Room.
Once he confirmed she was gone, Jack ordered the remaining man to haul up the Hero.
Kiiing—
Accompanied by a heavy mechanical groan, the Hero—whose body had grown considerably more voluptuous—slowly rose from the machine. She trembled continuously, unable to endure even the slightest stimulus, and her skin, white as a snowfield, flushed with a woman's heat of arousal.
Her blue hair, which until recently had been so neat and orderly, was now a wild tangle—a stark testament to how long she had suffered.
Slap, slap—
The men struck her ass to wake her, but the Hero, her mind shattered, gave no response. After days upon days of nothing but torment with no reaction from the outside world, her spirit had finally crumbled beyond endurance.
One of the men who could handle mana stepped forward and began chanting the mental recovery spell. Then, following the manual, he took up the large needles and began driving them into the Hero's weak points.
⟨ Mind Restore ⟩
Thud. Thud. Thud.
With her mind forcibly restored and her weak points disciplined, the Hero climaxed instantly—yet even as she screamed, she began spitting out the words she had prepared.
"Hwaaaaaah♡ From my clit♡ Master♡ Master♡ Master♡ I came♡ This cunt-bitch begs you like this, please♡ Please take in this worthless female—heeheeiii, ngit♡♡"
"I can do private prayers too♡ My clit spinning♡ Spinning♡ Ogek♡♡♡"
Watching the Hero spew vulgarity after vulgarity while driving herself to climax, Jack burst into roaring laughter. He ordered her restraints released, then approached the Hero as she collapsed in a heap.
"Hero. Do you understand now?"
"I'm♡ not a Hero♡♡♡ I'm just a cunt-bitch♡♡ Master♡ Other than Master's words♡♡ I'm too stupid♡♡♡♡ I don't understand♡ anything♡♡♡"
"Woof♡ Woof♡ Woof♡ Grrrr♡♡♡"
"Puhahaha! I asked for a sow and got a bitch instead. Someone take that bitch to the Sleep Training Room."
That night, in the Sleep Training Room, a sow and a bitch—two animals—screamed as they were put to sleep.