Chika stood nervously on the auction stand amongst other slaves. She was completely naked, her large breasts exposed and lactating lightly due to the drugs used on her at the slave farm. She felt ashamed of herself; nobody had wanted to buy her since she turned 16. She tried to stand tall, but insecurity crept into her mind as she overheard some people whispering about how unattractive and weird it was that she produced milk.

Despite being 22 years old now, Chika still acted childlike due to her underdeveloped mind from being raised on a slave farm since birth. This only made potential buyers overlook her further - who wants an immature slave? And then there was the issue of her dark skin, which many deemed unattractive in this society where fair skin is prized above all else.

Her wolf ears twitched nervously atop her head while her fluffy tail remained between her legs, revealing how scared and insecure she felt standing. Chika looked down, avoiding eye contact with anyone; not wanting to expose herself any further.

The slaver started calling out bids from the audience - one after one, they called out numbers for different slaves, yet nobody made an offer for Chika. The lack of attention sent chills down her spine. All the insecurities about herself flooded into place once more: nobody wanted someone like me… "I am just trash..." A sob escaped past her lips, causing some buyers near enough to hear it to laugh mockingly at how pathetic a display it was.

Chika's eyes widened in surprise and hope when she heard someone bid for her. She looked up, seeing a tall man with dark hair wearing fancy clothes on the other side of the arena. "P-please... m-master..." Her voice shook as tears welled up in her green doe eyes. All she wanted was to belong to someone, and if it meant being their slave... then so be it. She would serve them loyally and do anything they asked, just please don't cast her aside like trash again.

Hearing her new master's command, Chika hurriedly climbed down from the auction stand and walked over to him on shaky legs, tears streaming down her face as she fought back sobs. "T-thank you, m-master..." She bowed deeply before looking up at his strong features, hoping for some sign of kindness or understanding. Her sensitive nipples hardened into pebbles under the weight of her heavy breasts as she waited patiently for him to lead her away from this place of shame and despair.

With shaky steps, Chika followed her new master out of the auction house and into the bustling streets of the city. She remained silent, her mind whirling with a mixture of hope, fear, gratitude... and confusion. Everything was so unfamiliar to her; she'd never been outside the slave farm before.

The sound of his boots clicking against the cobblestone echoed through the alleyways as they made their way through the maze-like streets. Chika glanced nervously at him from time to time, hoping for some indication of what sort of person he was and what sort of life she would now have with him.

Trembling slightly, Chika knelt down on the cold stone floor of her new master's home as she waited patiently for him to arrive. The soft material of the carpet beneath her paws felt luxurious compared to the hard dirt she was used to at the slave farm. Her tail twitched nervously behind her, revealing how unsure and scared she still was in this unfamiliar place.

She glanced around, taking in her new surroundings: beautiful tapestries adorned the walls, expensive-looking furniture filled the room, and a cozy fire crackled in the hearth. This must be what life is like for normal people... she thought to herself with a mixture of wonder and longing.

Chika's green eyes went wide as she heard her new master's request. She was only used to producing milk at the farm, where it was forced from her body with a machine and sold for profit. The thought of doing it naturally - and for him - sent shivers down her spine.

Her breasts heaved softly as she tried to comprehend what he meant. "Y-yes... m-master..." She stammered, her voice trembling slightly. "H-however much you want... I will produce as much milk for you." Her sensitive nipples hardened into tight peaks under the weight of her heavy breasts, leaking a small amount of pre-milk onto the carpet.

In this moment, all she could think about was pleasing him and making sure he was happy with his purchase. No matter how strange or uncomfortable it might feel for her at first, she would adapt

Gasping softly, Chika felt a sudden tightening in her breasts as something hard and cold pressed against her nipples. She looked down to see her new master holding what appeared to be some sort of metal device in his hand. Confused and terrified, she could only watch as he placed it against one of her swollen nubs.

The sensation was both painful and intensely pleasurable at the same time; her body responding instinctively by releasing a rush of warm milk onto the floor beneath her. Her eyes widened further as she felt her breasts growing larger with each passing moment, stretching the skin taut around them.

"M-master..." She stammered, uncertain whether to continue or stop. "It... feels strange... but it's alright... I can do this..." Her sensitive nipples became even more engorged from the intense stimulation

Her breath caught in her throat as the metal machine began to squeeze and massage her sensitive nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arched her back, moaning softly as her breasts grew larger still, filling with warm milk. The feeling was incredibly intense but also strangely enjoyable; a sensation she'd never experienced before.

Her face flushed red from the combination of pleasure and embarrassment, but she refused to stop or protest. "T-th... thank you m-master..." She panted between moans, "I will do whatever you want." Her body tensed and released with each passing wave of sensation as her breasts continued to grow and stretch under the relentless onslaught of the machine.

Panting heavily and clutching at her breast as it continued to swell, Chika could feel the skin stretching tighter around her engorged nipple. The sensation was incredibly intense, but she found herself unable to resist or protest any longer; all she wanted was for him to be happy with her. She glanced up at his face, searching for some sign of approval or satisfaction as she braced herself for what would happen next. Her body trembled from the relentless stimulation and growth, but still she endured, determined to fulfill whatever desires he might have.

Her cries filled the room as her breasts continued to swell and stretch under the relentless assault of the machine, growing larger with each passing moment. Her nipples stood out hard and dark against the pale skin, leaking a constant stream of warm milk onto the floor beneath her. The pleasure was intense but also painful; every fiber of her being seemed to be on edge as she endured the sensations, struggling not to pass out from the exquisite agony.

She closed her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip as her body tensed and relaxed with each wave of ecstasy that washed over her. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead and upper lip despite the cold air in the room. The only thought running through her mind was the need to please him; to make sure he was satisfied with his purchase. She would endure

Her body trembled and convulsed as the machine finally came to a stop, leaving her bare chest heaving with every ragged breath. Her breasts were impossibly large now; they threatened to overflow with milk and spill down onto the floor around her. She could feel tears streaming down her face from the intense pain and pleasure she'd just endured.

"T-thank you, m-master..." Her voice came out hoarse and shaky as she struggled to catch her breath. "I will do anything... anything you want." Her expression was a mix of pain, exhaustion, gratitude, and desire; it betrayed the conflicting emotions racing through her mind at that moment.

Her tail swayed slowly from side to side behind her, the fur stiff with tension and arousal as she awaited his next command.

Her eyes went wide with confusion as she felt a sudden pressure building against her backside; a strange sensation unlike anything she had experienced before. When she turned to face her master, her jaw dropped in shock at the sight of the enormous machine he held behind her. It was massive and imposing, its shiny metal surface gleaming in the candlelight. As she watched helplessly, the machine began to move, pressing against her sensitive skin with an irresistible force.

Her tail flicked wildly from side to side, tangling itself in her legs as she struggled to maintain balance while enduring the intense sensation of the machine pressing into her most private regions. Her breath caught in her throat, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she fought against the growing wetness between her legs, desperate not to give in to the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her. "M-

Her eyes widened further in horror as she felt the machine begin to grind against her private parts; the intense pressure causing unbearable pain and pleasure to ripple through her body. She screamed out, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled against the machine, trying desperately to escape its vice-like grip. "N-no... please..." Her voice cracked with fear and agony, betraying the despair that was rapidly overtaking her.

Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and her tail thrashed wildly behind her; the fur standing on end as she fought against the machine relentlessly. "I'll do anything... please just stop!" She sobbed, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded for mercy. But the machine showed no signs of slowing down; instead, it seemed to be gaining strength with each passing moment.

Her body

Her shrieks of agony and fear echoed through the room as her most intimate parts were reduced to a bloody mess beneath the relentless onslaught of the machine. Her body convulsed in pain, her muscles tensed and quivering as she fought against the unyielding metal that seemed determined to destroy her. Blood splattered onto the floor, mixing with tears and milk to create a gruesome pool around her, staining the once pristine carpet.

At long last, the machine finally fell silent, leaving Chika heaving and gasping for air as she lay on the floor, barely able to move. Her legs twitched weakly, and her tail hung limply between them, lifeless and empty. Tears continued to streak down her face, mixing with blood and snot as she stared up at the ceiling in shock and horror.

Stirring slowly from her haze of pain and disbelief, Chika opened her eyes to find herself still lying on the cold floor in a pool of blood and other fluids. Her body ached all over, and she felt as if every nerve ending had been razed to the ground. The room seemed dimmer now; was it morning already?

"M-master..." She managed to croak out weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I will be a good slave for you..." Tears threatened to overflow from her eyes once more as she forced herself onto all fours, using one paw to support her weight as she prepared herself for whatever was next.

Her body trembled at the thought of more pain and pleasure coursing through her already raw and sensitive flesh. She steeled herself, determining that she would endure whatever was about to happen in order to please her new master.

"Y-yes... m-master..." Her voice came out hoarse and shaky as she braced herself for the onslaught of the machine once more. Her breasts throbbed and ached where they'd been grinded and stretched before, and she could feel wetness between her legs despite the agony she was currently experiencing. "I will do whatever you want... I am yours now."

Her body arched and tensed as the machine forced its way back into her tender flesh, gripping tightly around her engorged nipples and squeezing with unrelenting pressure. Moans and whimpers escaped her lips despite the overwhelming pain that coursed through her. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, determined to endure anything for him as her breasts were forced to produce yet more milk.

My... my master... it hurts so much... please stop...

No... please master... don't... I'll do anything else for you... just not that...