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Several more months passed.
Trapped in the case, Heo Seong-ah was subjected to unwanted sex in various places: the living room, bedroom, bathroom, balcony, entrance, and even in public places like apartment stairwells, walking trails, and parks for the thrill of danger.
She was used as an onahole anywhere, anytime, with no means of resistance.
“..!”
“You’re tight~ It’ll be tough when you give birth, huh?”
After a year of torture and neglect, Heo Seong-ah had completely lost her sanity.
Her only purpose was to squeeze out every last drop of her master’s semen by clenching her vaginal muscles.
Despite the changes in her circumstances,
Heo Seong-ah, as a cockhouse onahole, had become the perfect female livestock to please her master.
A few more months passed.
Near the end of her pregnancy, Heo Seong-ah felt pain in her compressed lower abdomen and mouthed silent screams through the night.
Unable to give birth in her current state, Jun-ha reluctantly opened the case.
“Ah... aaah!!”
Her body, hypersensitive from months of aphrodisiac pickling, squirted as soon as the case was opened, spraying fluid in an arc that wouldn’t stop.
Fearing she might go into shock from endless stimulation, Jun-ha dressed her in a latex suit, after which she lay quietly on the bed, trembling as she prepared for childbirth.
“Aaagh... aaaaa!!”
With only her pussy exposed through the latex suit, her water broke sooner than expected.
The baby’s head pressed against her cervix, causing the uterine ring to glow blue and open wide.
“Aaaaaaagh!! Aaaaaaaaaaagh!!”
Her cervix, closed for so long, tore open as the baby’s head passed through.
The baby’s body, much thicker than Jun-ha’s penis, slid down her vagina and emerged.
“Kkaaaaa!! Aaaaaaagh!!”
Heo Seong-ah screamed in agony, experiencing the pain of childbirth with her bare body.
She passed out before the umbilical cord could be cut.
“Hmm... a daughter?”
After confirming the baby’s gender, Jun-ha sighed and contacted the communal facility.
Unable to care for a newborn, he sent the baby to an orphanage run by the facility.
Rumor had it that boys from the orphanage became facility staff, while girls became female livestock...
Knowing this, Jun-ha still sent his child away.
He no longer needed the child.
Having abandoned love and affection, he was satisfied with a cockhouse onahole for his lifelong sexual needs.
With his duty fulfilled, nothing stood in his way.
“Let’s keep living happily together, okay?”
“Aaah...”
Jun-ha smiled as he stroked the head of the now-broken Heo Seong-ah.
One year...
Three years...
Five years...
After repeated pregnancies and births, her vagina became so damaged it was grotesque.
Jun-ha lost interest when he could no longer feel anything and tossed her case into a corner.
Her overused body was eventually completely forgotten.
...
...
...
Another year passed.
“Yes, yes... I just don’t need her anymore. She’s pretty, so you can keep using her. Yes, understood.”
Jun-ha found someone who wanted Heo Seong-ah at just the right time: the director of the communal facility museum, who was looking for a limb-amputated onahole for display.
He gave her away for free in exchange for a free pass to visit the museum anytime.
He wondered, just a little, how she would change.
Year 21xx.
The limb-amputated onahole was displayed in the museum lobby under a grand chandelier.
Heo Seong-ah, submerged in aphrodisiac fluid, had transparent tubes in her mouth, urethra, and anus as before.
Now, the mouth tube pierced her throat and connected directly to her stomach, and the anal tube went through her colon to just below her stomach.
The lower tube had an opening/closing mechanism like the uterine ring, allowing it to be opened or closed at will.
She was force-fed and forced to excrete without any free will, no longer human, only a female livestock onahole for pregnancy and childbirth.
Injected with a gene-altering drug, she ovulated daily and was regularly injected with Jun-ha’s semen.
Even after becoming pregnant, she lived each day as a spectacle for museum visitors.
“Wow... that’s so pathetic.”
“Don’t feel sorry. Read the description. She’s a criminal.”
“Ugh... If I were her, I’d have bitten my tongue and died long ago.”
Visitors looked at her with contempt and clicked their tongues, but
Heo Seong-ah herself was oblivious, blankly breathing, unaware of where she was or what was happening.
Below the display were several buttons for interacting with the limb-amputated onahole.
Next to the buttons was a hole connected to her pipes; visitors could put food or waste in, which would be digested and excreted, visible through the pipes.
There were three types of buttons:
The first delivered an electric shock, the second forced orgasm, and the third cut off her breathing.
Each button triggered entertaining reactions, making her a popular museum exhibit.
“Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day~”
It was the day Heo Seong-ah, now at the end of her pregnancy, would give birth.
The museum was more crowded than usual for her “birth show.”
“...!”
Usually expressionless, Heo Seong-ah thrashed and her water broke.
The pain of childbirth made her waist tremble.
Her cervix opened wide, and the baby’s head emerged.
With her ruined vagina, she gave birth easily, still trembling in orgasm.
As she writhed in pleasure while giving birth,
She looked nothing like a mother, only a lust-crazed beast.
Disgusted, the audience cursed, spat into her pipes, urinated, or even fed her live insects.
No matter what they did, she had no way to refuse, swallowing whatever was given and excreting it in shame.
Immediately after giving birth, semen was injected and her uterine ring tightened again.
“....!!”
“What’s wrong?”
After years of passivity, Heo Seong-ah suddenly thrashed.
Her not-yet-completely-broken mind realized her grim reality and struggled.
She desperately begged to be released, to die, to be freed from this hellish life,
But no one could hear her voice.
“Hey, call the communal facility and bring that thing.”
“Yes.”
The museum director called the facility and connected a brainwave manipulation device to her head.
Thin needles were inserted into her temples, crown, and nape.
A jolt of electricity destroyed her sanity, and she smiled vacantly, muscles contracting.
Her unstimulated pussy twitched and squirted.
“Director, she’s smiling.”
“Leave her. She must be dreaming a happy dream.”
With her brain forcibly broken, Heo Seong-ah recalled her happiest memories,
Living a second life in her delusion.
In her mind, she had graduated college, worked at a big company, cared for her parents, married her ideal partner, and started a happy family in a world without the communal system.
“The greater the happiness, the greater the despair.”
Her display period was ten years.
After that, at Jun-ha’s request, her sealed senses would be restored and her mind awakened from the dream, forcing her to realize her true state as a limb-amputated onahole.
How deep would her despair be when she awoke from her happy dream to this reality?
“Haha...!”
Imagining that future, a staff member gazed at Heo Seong-ah in the display, feeling a shiver of pleasure.
“Happy Despair”
A contradictory title for an impossible coexistence.
As a limb-amputated onahole lost in despair, Heo Seong-ah wore the happiest expression of all.
The End -
