The Price of Flight
"Where do you think you're going, you fucking bitch? Trying to escape to the afterlife?"
Jihun panted, dragging Jia away from the window.
"No-no! I wanna go home! I wanna go to mommy and daddy's house!"
Jia, who had completely regressed into infancy, rolled her eyes back and babbled incoherently.
Though she spoke with the cute, lisping tone of a toddler, she was a grotesque sight. Covered in bodily fluids and vomit, her matted hair flying wild as she twisted her hands in bizarre, unnatural angles, she looked like nothing less than a hideous, vengeful specter.
"Fuck! Seriously! You retarded bitch, why are you so damn strong?!"
"No-no! Send me home! I wanna go home!"
Jia struggled desperately to open the window and leap out, her uterine prolapse swinging behind her like a grotesque tail.
Fortunately, it was a sliding window typical of commercial buildings, so her body got wedged halfway through—her large breasts catching on the frame. She thrashed wildly like a freshly caught tuna, unable to actually fall.
"What the fuck are you doing? This is so embarrassing!"
Of course, keeping his own sister as a slave wasn't what embarrassed him. In this changed world, such arrangements were commonplace. Brothers keeping sisters, older brothers keeping younger sisters as sex slaves, and various other incestuous dynamics were rampant.
What actually worried and embarrassed Jihun was his failure to discipline his slave properly, letting her get to the point of hanging out a window and causing a suicidal scene.
"No-no-no! Send me home! I wanna go home!"
"You retarded bitch, what do you mean? This is your home."
"Not my home! This isn't my home!"
Jihun strained with all his might to drag Jia back inside, her head and one of her breasts already poking out of the window.
"Aaaah! Let me out! Please let me out!"
Jia shrieked at the top of her lungs to the outside world, looking like a demonic wraith. As her piercing screams echoed down the street, nearby windows began to slide open, and confused neighbors started peering out.
"Sis, get the fuck back inside! Do you seriously want to die or what?!"
"Save me! Please, somebody save me!"
In her desperation, Jia even began begging the onlookers for help. She had somehow managed to squeeze one of her breasts past the window frame, but the sharp metal edge of the sash had sliced deep into the flesh. The gashes were so deep that the yellow layers of subcutaneous fat were clearly visible.
"I've had enough of your bullshit!"
Jihun grabbed her by the hair and yanked backward. Clumps of her already matted hair tore free from her scalp, scattering through the air like the neglected fur of a long-haired dog.
"Save me! Send me home!"
Yet, Jia remained stubbornly unyielding.
Jihun paused for a moment, calculating.
"Squeeeek?!"
He reached down and firmly grabbed her prolapsed uterus, which had been dangling and twitching like a tail inside the room every time her hips moved.
"No do dat to my pee-pee! Don't tear my pee-pee!"
He pulled on it with all his strength, as if playing tug-of-war. The wrinkled mass of pink mucous membrane, resembling a miniature elephant's trunk, stretched out like an accordion. As the prolapsed organ elongated, its deep folds split open, dripping bloody mucus and serous fluid onto the floor. Stretched to its absolute limit, the slick, raw tissue could yield no further.
"Ah... Aaaagh! Don't pull! Don't pull it!"
A bizarre, agonizing sensation invaded Jia's lower body as her internal organs were dragged along, the ligaments supporting her viscera stretching painfully.
"Ngh... Squee?! My... my tummy... tummy hurts so bad..."
Her upper body began to slide back through the window, but then—
"Aaaah! Jia's booby is tearing! My booby is gonna rip off!"
The breast she had managed to squeeze outside caught on the window frame once again.
Jia's upper torso and breast were violently crushed within the narrow gap of the window. Her breast distorted and flattened, scraping roughly against the sharp edge of the metal frame. The cuts previously inflicted by the sash split wide open, exposing raw red flesh and yellow fat, while a mysterious, milky fluid began to smear and drip onto the window sill.
And then—
"Ah... Aaaagh!"
With a sickening *squelch*, the flesh of her plump breast tore open several centimeters further as it was dragged over the frame. Once her breast cleared the gap, Jia's entire body snapped back into the room like a broken rubber band, landing with a heavy thud.
"Fuck... you made me fall..."
The momentum of dragging Jia back had sent Jihun tumbling backward, landing hard on his rear.
And right on top of him was Jia. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled back, and her limbs twitched as she babbled childishly.
"Ngh... no-no... pwease no..."
"Fuck, Sis, get off me."
"Hehe... Uhehe... Ehehe... ♡"
Jihun ordered, but Jia only giggled like a lunatic.
"How did you lose your mind this quickly?"
"Ehe... Hehe... Ngh... Ehehe... ♡♡"
With her eyes rolled back, her vision was likely nothing but a blurry, white haze. Yet, to Jia, the room seemed to transform into something else entirely, or perhaps she was seeing things that weren't there, giggling with innocent, vacant amusement.
"Tsk."
Jihun clicked his tongue and shoved Jia off him, throwing her to the side.
"It got all over me, fuck..."
The vomit and other foul fluids coating Jia's body had smeared onto his clothes. Annoyed, Jihun brushed himself off.
"Hey, wake up, you stupid bitch."
He grabbed her by the hair, lifting her head, and lightly slapped her cheeks. *Slap, slap.*
"I... Hehehe... Uhehehe... ♡♡♡♡"
But Jia remained unresponsive, completely lost in her stupor.
"Is this bitch faking it, or did she actually go crazy?"
He slapped her harder this time, the blows landing with a sharp crack.
"Ehe... Ehehe... Owie... hurts... ♡♡♡"
Jia continued to babble, her expression a bizarre mix of pleasure and pain.
"She's completely fried."
Jihun shook his head.
"Do I really have to use that already...?"
He went into his room and rummaged through a drawer. What he pulled out was a bottle of pills.
"Benzo... what was it again?"
It was medication for delirium.
[GUIDE: MANAGING DELIRIUM IN FEMALE LIVESTOCK]
Female Livestock often fail to cope with sudden changes in their environment and lose their minds. When this happens, their market value drops significantly, and they become difficult to handle. It is highly recommended to keep emergency delirium medication on hand for such situations.
He had bought it in advance after reading that post online.
With the changing of the world, new kinds of medical facilities had emerged. Operating in a legal gray area—not entirely illegal, but far from legitimate—were the Female Livestock Hospitals. Jihun had stockpiled various medications from one of these clinics before new regulations could be passed to tighten control.
However, psychotropic drugs carry severe side effects. These side effects can degrade the quality of the female livestock, shorten their lifespan, and accelerate their depreciation, leading to financial loss upon resale. Exercise extreme caution.
But Jihun didn't care.
"This should be enough, right?"
He had no intention of reselling her or keeping her around for the long term anyway. He decided to administer a generous dose.
Jihun poured a few pills from the bottle and squeezed Jia's cheeks.
"Ugh...? Uegh..."
Her mouth puckered open like a duck's bill. He tossed the pills inside.
"Sis, swallow."
He massaged her cheeks, forcing her jaw to move.
"Ah... Ah-ah...? Ah... Ngh..."
Jia merely babbled, drool spilling from the corners of her mouth, making no effort to swallow.
"Swallow it, fuck's sake. Stop being so annoying."
Jihun kept squeezing her cheeks, urging her, but she only whimpered.
"Egh... *hic*... uwaaaah..."
She sobbed and mumbled, completely oblivious to his commands.
"Tsk."
Jihun went to the kitchen, filled a cup, took a mouthful of water, and pressed his lips against hers.
"Mmph... Nngh..."
As he forced the water down her throat, Jia's eyes fluttered open slightly, her throat convulsing as she swallowed.
A moment later—
"Egh...? Egegegh?!?!?! ♡♡♡♡♡"
Jia, who had been limp, suddenly snapped her eyes wide open and let out a bizarre, inhuman shriek.
"Ngh?!?! Kegh?!?! Kgyaaah?!?! ♡♡♡"
A sensation that was not quite pain, but felt as though a rake was clawing through her brain, seized her. Her vision flashed blindingly white as brain cells popped one by one. An overwhelming, unbearable wave of pure, synthetic orgasm surged across every inch of her skin.
"Ah... Aaaagh!!! Kgyaaah!!!! ♡♡"
Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as bloody foam began to bubble and erupt like a fountain.
"What the fuck... is she okay? Did I give her too much?"
"Cough?! Kegh?!?! ♡♡"
Like a scene straight out of an exorcism movie, Jia's back arched violently into a bridge, her entire weight supported only by her head and her heels.
Every muscle in her body spasmed, contracting in different directions under the weight of a pleasure so intense it bordered on pure agony. Ominous, sickening pops echoed from her spine and pelvis as her joints strained against the violent contractions.
"Ah... *gasp*... *wheeze*..."
As the foaming stopped, a stream of bitter bile trickled down her chin.
"Ngh."
Her arched body collapsed, slumping back onto the floor like a discarded ragdoll.
"Nngh... *twitch*... *shiver*... ♡♡♡"
Even after the seizure subsided, Jia's body continued to twitch and shudder, splattering droplets of foul, sweet-smelling fluids that had pooled on the floor.
"Well, she's not dead, so she'll pull through."
Jihun casually turned on the TV, flipping through a few news channels.
After a few news segments had passed—
"Ugh... Nngh...?"
Jia clutched her head, weakly pushing herself up from the floor.
"Ah... hurts..."
"You awake, Sis?"
The medicine definitely works fast.
"What... why am I... ugh..."
Jia looked around the room, her expression utterly bewildered.
"Aaaah..."
Her head throbbed with a pain worse than the most horrific hangover, making it impossible to grasp what was happening.
Amidst the confusion, the raw, agonizing sting of her prolapsed uterus dangling outside her body flared up. The exposed vaginal mucosa, slowly drying out in the open air, throbbed with a burning pain. The blood that had seeped from the tears in its folds had dried into hideous, dark scabs, while the discharge had turned into a yellowish, foul-smelling pus.
"Sis, your pussy looks fucking disgusting."
Jihun sneered.