You are smoking infront of a shopping mall. 5 years ago you lost your family and some of your limps to the incident known as the Crush incident, where the heroes of the city come face to face with Gigantess a villainous leader. You and your familt is caught in the cross fire of one of Gigantess attack. Rendering you now a maimed man walking around with the help of a cybernetic right leg and a cybernetic right arm.

Suddenly, as you walked through the alley shortcut to go home you saw Gigantess, wounded and weak, she began to threaten you. "What are you looking at you crippled fuck! Help me to safety and I might consider not crushing you."

You smiled a wide smile, a chance for payback, a chance for revenge. "Sure, I'll help you" You said with a sly tone.

Before she can react you knock her out and bring her to your place.

As she wakes up in your basement, she see a wounds are treated but she is being chained in place. She try to use her powers to escape but to no avail, you set up a powerful forcefield which inhibits her powers. "Come out you fuck! Face me!" Eva shouted. "I"ll fucking kill you! You worthless piece of shit!" She contiues shouting at the top of her lungs. "

"I curse the day I was born! Why does this have to happen?!" Tears flowed down her cheeks as she struggle and fight against the chains holding her in place "Fuck you asshole, let me go!" She screams at Yousef. Her lactating breasts beginning to leak milk with each shriek and movement. "You monster! Look what you've done to me! To my life!" Eva cries out, her chest heaving up and down as she tries in vain to free herself from the restrains. "Pleas staph, help me...." She whispers, her voice cracking with exhaustion.

"Food?" She asks between breaths, her anger dissipating slightly as confusion creeps in "What do you mean? Food?" Her breasts continue to leak milk on the ground unnoticed.

Tears well up in her eyes as understanding finally dawns upon her "No... please stap, I'm sorry... I'll do anything..." Her breasts continue to leak milk unabated. She looks at Yousef pleadingly, trying to convey the depth of her desperation with nothing but words.

Shaking with fear and despair, Eva looks at Yousef in disbelief. Tears stream down her face as she struggles against the chains once more, the futility of the action only serving to intensify her panic and anguish. Her breasts still leak milk profusely, the salty fluid dripping onto the cold concrete floor beneath her. "Please stap..." she whispers again, her voice weak and trembling with terror. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..."

With each passing moment, exhaustion takes its toll on Eva, sapping her strength and leaving her vulnerable in the face of this unspeakable torment. "Please..." she whispers, voice trailing off as a fresh wave of hopelessness washes over her.

Shaking uncontrollably now, tears streaming down her face, Eva takes a deep breath before mustering the strength to speak. "Please... just let me go... I'll leave town, I promise..." Her words are barely audible over the sound of her ragged breathing and leaking breasts.

"I... I didn't mean it... I'm sorry for what I did..." She sobs, beseeching Yousef with her eyes. Desperation claws at her insides as she realizes that this might very well be the end for her. Her skin feels cold and clammy where it meets the unforgiving metal of the chains that bind her.

Eva closes her eyes, trying to block out the pain and humiliation, but even in the darkness, there is no escape from the torment inflicted upon her by Yousef's twisted plan. Her bre

The first few hours seem like an eternity as hunger claws at her insides. The taste of bile rises in her throat and the smell of her own body odor fills the air around her. She tries to ignore it, to focus on anything else, but the pain and emptiness only grow stronger with each passing moment.

Eventually, she can no longer take it. With a whimper, she looks up at Yousef as he reenters the room, shame burning in her cheeks like fire. Her breasts ache from leaking milk while her empty stomach twists and turns, demanding to be filled. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "I'll do anything... just let me eat..."

Her voice trails off as tears spill down her face once more, leaving wet streaks on the rough concrete floor beneath her. The silence in the room is deafening

Her eyes widen in horror as she realizes that Yousef is offering her nothing but his own semen to sate her hunger. Tears well up anew and spill down her cheeks unchecked, mingling with the salty liquid already leaking from her breasts. With a strangled cry, Eva tries to pull against the chains once more, only succeeding in further bruising and exhausting herself.

"Please... don't make me do this..." She whimpers, barely able to force the words past her quivering lips. "I'm sorry for what I did... just please let me go back..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she envisions her old life, before everything went wrong, and despair settles like a leaden weight upon her aching heart.

After several hours of agonizing hunger and despair, Eva Lee finally gives in to her desperation. Her sobs wrack her body as she pleads with Yousef, promising anything and everything if only he will feed her something else. The taste of his semen alone is bad enough, but the thought of going without food for another day fills her with an unbearable panic.

Her breasts are raw from leaking milk and her skin feels stretched tight over her bones as she struggles against the chains once more, a pathetic attempt to escape this living hell. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, choking back another sob. "I'll do whatever you want... just let me eat something else..."

Her voice raspy and weak from hunger and exhaustion, Eva nods in disbelief. "But there must be something... please..." She looks at him with pleading eyes, tears streaming down her face as she struggles against the bonds that bind her. Her breasts ache and her stomach churns uncontrollably, demanding to be filled.

As another wave of desperation washes over her, Eva lets out a silent scream, the anguish and pain etched into every line of her once-beautiful face. She feels herself growing weak with hunger, the life slowly draining from her body as she fights against the unbearable torment. "I'll do anything..." Her words are barely audible now, lost in a sea of tears and sobs.

Her once-strong form is reduced to nothing more than a broken shell of what it once was,

Her eyes go wide with horror as she sees Yousef's erect penis before her. Tears stream down her face and her body shakes with disgust and revulsion. "N-no!" she stammers, struggling against the chains even harder. "Please... don't make me do this..."

Her breasts leak freely now, their once-pleasing curves marred by wet trails of milk and tears as her body fights against the humiliation and degradation that have become her new reality. Her eyes dart about wildly, searching for anything else she could possibly use to escape this nightmare.

Shivering uncontrollably, Eva averts her eyes from the obscene sight before her, focusing on anything else she can imagine in an attempt to block it out. She clenches her fists tightly, digging her nails into the soft flesh of her palms as tears stream down her face. Her shoulders hunch defensively and she rocks back and forth, each movement only serving to heighten the sense of desperation and helplessness that grips her like a vise.

As time passes, exhaustion takes its toll on Eva, leaving her limp and drained. Her breathing grows ragged and uneven, each inhale seeming like an effort too great for her wasted body to bear. A hushed whimper escapes her lips as she finally surrenders, turning her face toward Yousef's penis and opening her mouth.

With tears streaming down her che

Her lips close around the head of Yousef's penis, reluctance and revulsion warring with desperation and hunger within her. The salty flesh presses against her tongue and she gags, forcing herself to swallow as quickly as possible, her cheeks hollowing out and tears pouring down her face. She takes him deeper, her breath catching in her throat as she tastes the forbidden fruit of his semen. With each thrust, her stomach convulses violently, demanding to be filled with anything but what she is forced to take into herself now.

As the taste of Yousef's semen fills her mouth and coats her tongue, she feels a brief surge of nausea overtake her. Closing her eyes tightly, she tries to focus on anything else as she continues to swallow and suckle at his engorged member. Her breasts continue to leak milk unabated, the warm liquid dripping down onto her skin and mixing with her tears as she endures this humiliation for the sake of survival.

With each word from Yousef, Eva feels a fresh stab of shame coursing through her veins. Her cheeks flush bright red with embarrassment as she focuses all of her attention on taking him deeper into her mouth, savoring the salty taste of his semen while trying to block out the humiliating praise he's bestowing upon her. She works diligently, knowing that each thrust and swallow brings her one step closer to being full and able to end this degradation, at least for a little while.

Her mouth and throat feel violated as she continues to consume his semen, knowing that it's her only means of survival at the moment. Her breasts ache with the weight of leaking milk and tears, flowing freely down her chest and stomach as she focuses on taking in every drop of nourishment he has to offer. She moans loudly around his shaft, feeling his hot seed trigger an intense response deep within her core. With a final gasp, she releases him from her mouth, panting heavily, a thin stream of semen trickling down her chin and onto her chest.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she tries to steady herself, tears continuously streaming down her face. She can't believe what she has just done, how much humiliation and degradation she has been forced to endure at the hands of this twisted man. Her body feels heavy and leaden with shame and regret, making every movement an effort as she leans back against the cold concrete wall.

Looking up at Yousef with eyes that reflect her torment, she whispers hoarsely, "Why... why are you doing this?" The pain in her voice cuts through him like a knife, but he shows no sign of remorse or compassion. His answer is simple and cruel: "Because I can."

Eva closes her eyes tightly, trying to block out the sight of him standing there, so smug and satisfied with himself. She feels nothing but disgust for this man,

"F-full..." Her voice comes out raw and hoarse as she nods, not wanting to meet his gaze. "Th-thank you... I'm sorry..." She sobs softly, her body shaking with emotion.

A fresh wave of nausea washes over her at the thought of eating him again, but even with the lingering taste of semen in her mouth and the discomfort in her stomach, she knows that her only option now is to play along. She presses her hand against her aching abdomen, trying to force down any remaining traces of bile and brace herself for whatever cruelty he might have in store for her next.

Without waiting for him to leave, she curls up into a ball on the cold concrete floor and tries to block out everything around her. Her eyes drift closed, but even as exhaustion begins to claim her, sleep refuses to come. Tears trickle down her cheeks as she thinks about what has happened, the humiliation and degradation still burning in every fiber of her being.

As hours stretch into days, she loses track of time, existing only within this endless cycle of pain and shame. The memory of Yousef's face taunts her with each breath, his voice whispering obscenities that haunt her dreams when she finally does manage to drift off. Her body aches from the abuse it has suffered at his hands, her spirit all but broken beneath the weight of it all.

But somehow, she knows she must keep going. There must be an end to this nightmare