Diana's face flushed a deep, helpless crimson as the robotic arm maneuvered a massive prosthetic penis toward her glistening, dripping slit. With a mechanical whir, the cold, synthetic head pushed past her labia, sinking into her wet heat with a ruthless, calculated advance.
The technology was advanced, clinical, and utterly devoid of mercy. It attacked her sensitive zones with a precision that no human lover could match. Her body, trained to respond to stimulation, obeyed the machine, trembling as she was forced to ejaculate again and again, her juices splashing onto the metal grating below.
Two hours passed in a blur of sensory overload. The machine's methods evolved, pushing her Amazonian endurance to its absolute limit.
A massive piston-like phallus slammed into her vagina, the head smashing past her cervix and filling her uterus completely. It created a visible, lewd bulge in her lower abdomen that pushed up against her internal organs, threatening to reach her chest cavity. Simultaneously, a long, flexible sodomy rod snaked into her anus, navigating the twists of her intestines to fill her deep.
But the violation didn't stop there.
Thin, sounding rods were threaded into her urethra and nipple ducts, holding the holes open. Urine and breast milk flowed slowly, continuously, drained from her by gravity and suction. The most extreme intrusion was in her mouth; a thick, throat-fucking tube pierced down her gullet, reaching her stomach to pump a steady stream of nutrient solution, ensuring she remained conscious and hydrated enough to keep squirting.
An ordinary woman would have broken mentally and physically. But Diana remained calm, her mind detaching from the abuse. Even as her body was milked like livestock, she used her split consciousness to mentally manage the thousands of "Diana Toys" circulating the globe, feeding on the pleasure of strangers to sustain her own magic.
Before boredom could set in, the machine shifted gears.
She was hoisted into the air, the massive dildo inside her swaying with a heavy, sickening pleasure that made her eyes roll back. Below her, she saw a grid of containment cells, each one holding a captured woman undergoing similar training. This machine was vast—a factory of flesh.
She was deposited into a molding chamber. As vaginal fluids dripped down her thighs, the dildos inside her vibrated violently. Around her, transparent plastic walls began to form, enclosing her in a sterile, square box. Colored tubes extended from the walls, connecting to the plugs in her orifices.
She realized with a cold clarity: They are packaging us. This advanced factory was turning women into literal, boxed sex toys.
As the plastic casing solidified around her, she was lifted again, transported out of the processing unit and into a blindingly white, metallic hall. Rows of "human products" were displayed on supports. Standing before them were the architects of this nightmare.
They were three-meter-tall monstrosities—aliens with massive, bulbous heads and metallic robes that shimmered like oil. Tentacles spilled from their sleeves, tapping on holographic tablets as they assessed their inventory.
"High-grade stock," one clicked in a jarring language Diana suddenly understood. "Earth females... highly adaptable orifices."
Most of the women on the rack had fainted from the trauma. Diana, however, had seen enough. With a flex of her divine strength, she shattered the plastic casing. The rubber tubes connecting the dildos to the wall snapped with a loud pop, spraying fluid across the pristine floor.
She flashed forward, appearing instantly before the startled aliens.
The creatures panicked, their tentacles flailing as they drew energy weapons from their robes. Diana stood before them, nude save for the plugs filling her holes. The enormous prosthetic in her womb slipped slightly as she moved, the heavy base dangling between her legs, dripping slime.
"How did the specimen escape?!" one shrieked.
Beams of searing laser fire cut through the air. Diana didn't even flinch. She danced through the barrage, her heavy breasts swaying with each movement, the milk-tubes still dripping white trails.
"What power is this?" the alien commander gasped. "This planet is primitive!"
Diana waved her hand, releasing a pulse of golden magic that deflected the lasers and sent the aliens crashing into the walls. She spun, and in a flash of light, her battle suit materialized over her body. However, she chose to keep the bondage cables from the machine wrapped around her torso and crotch, the ropes biting into her suit in a tight, turtle-shell bind that accentuated her curves.
She hurled several orbs of pure energy. They struck the aliens' robes, exploding in showers of sparks and green alien blood. Tentacles were severed, flailing on the ground.
Realizing they were outmatched, the aliens ceased fire. Diana paused, hovering in the air, her face a mask of cold fury.
"We... we meant no offense to the apex predator!" the commander stammered, holding up a severed tentacle in surrender.
They were scavengers, bottom-feeders who had followed the Dark Legion's wake, hoping to pick the bones of conquered worlds. Finding the Legion destroyed, they had set up this hidden shop to harvest the locals.
"Humans are... valuable," the alien explained, desperate to bargain. "Your aesthetics are universally pleasing. With slight modifications, your reproductive organs are compatible with 90% of galactic species. We... we can share the profits!"
"Profits?" Diana chuckled darkly, the sound sending a shiver through the room. "You think I want your money?"
She raised her hand, and the indestructible robes of the aliens shattered, leaving their slimy, pale bodies exposed. She tossed another energy ball, blasting a crater into the floor near their feet to ensure their total submission.
"Heh, you're dreaming," she sneered, stepping closer, the dildo inside her shifting with a wet squelch. "But since you know so much about the market... tell me. Have you already sold anyone? Confess, and I might spare your miserable lives."
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