This is an adaptation of an erotic manga, and since the manga itself doesn’t have an ending, and I can’t find the manga right now, I’m not sure if I’m to blame for not delivering a very complete ending!
With one day left, Valentine’s Day is coming up again this year, and I’m planning to give my boyfriend an unexpected Valentine’s Day gift. So I went to The Specialty Chocolate Company to order their Valentine’s Chocolates.
When I walked in, the space inside seemed no different from a normal store; I looked around, but I didn’t see any chocolate samples, and when I felt strange and intended to ask about it, the receptionist at the counter already spoke up first: “Hello, Miss! Are you here to order chocolate?”
“Yeah! But how come I can’t see any samples of this chocolate of yours?”
“This must be your first time here! Our chocolates here are different from those in other places, we completely customize according to the needs of our customers, whether it is the type of chocolate, the contents of the chocolate, can be made according to your preferences and requirements, so we only provide catalogs of the type of chocolate, the material and the contents of the chocolate only.”
The receptionist took out a catalogue and put it on the counter, and I took a closer look at the variety of chocolates, and there were dozens of Valentine’s Day chocolates; there were all kinds of chocolates available in chocolate stores, and there were also some chocolates that I couldn’t see elsewhere, and the one that interested me the most was the humanoid chocolates.
“Excuse me, what kind of humanoid chocolate do you have here?”
“This human-shaped chocolate is our original creation here, we will make the chocolate according to your body shape and size, and your lover can enjoy you together while enjoying the chocolate.”
After listening to the receptionist’s explanation, I thought to myself: “I was going to give him an unexpected gift, so let’s choose this one!
“I’ll just order this one then!”
“Okay! Here’s a form for you to fill out first please!” The receptionist lady took out the form and a pen and put them on the counter.
I quickly skimmed through the form and grabbed a pen to write down my name Cranberry, my boyfriend’s name, the delivery location, the delivery time, my boyfriend’s phone number and the text I was going to write on the chocolate.
“And would you like dark chocolate, or white chocolate?”
“White chocolate is ready!”
“Cream flavored? Or lemon flavored?”
“Mmm… lemon flavor is good!”
“Does it need to create a bit of an alternative feel?”
“A little alternative feeling?”
“Yes! It’s like OL modeling, flight attendant modeling, slave modeling, queen modeling… that kind of feeling.”
(Uh-huh! Well, let’s make it even more unexpected! (Hee hee…) I thought fast.
“I choose the slave look!”
The receptionist lady scribbled ‘White Lemon Flavored Slave Human Chocolate’ at the bottom of the form quickly.
“What kind of content do you want to put inside the chocolate?” The receptionist flipped the catalog to the contents page, and said to me, “There are three kinds of contents that can be filled into the humanoid chocolate, you can choose three different contents, or you can choose to fill two kinds of contents or choose to fill the same contents, if you choose to fill two kinds of contents, please let me know which one you intend to have repeated.”
I looked at the catalog and quickly decided that I wanted to fill it with three different things – whiskey, vodka and brandy.
The receptionist quickly made a note on the form and said to me, “Since the company has a rule that customers who order humanoid chocolates have to pay in full first, could you please pay the bill first?”
“That’s fine! And how much do I have to pay?”
“One thousand five hundred dollars.”
When I heard the price, I was shocked and thought to myself: “It’s cheap! My height is about one hundred and seventy-something centimeters, the three circumference is 35D.22.35, the standard model figure, think also need to spend a lot of chocolate ingredients, I did not expect so cheap.)
After I paid the money, the receptionist said, “We will send the receipt and the chocolates to your boyfriend’s house, please follow me now!”
She took me into a door, I was shocked when I went in, the space here was about 20 times bigger than the front store, the chocolate factory was here, I was like a grand view of the garden; there were all female workers, not a single male worker was seen in the whole factory.
“This way please!” The receptionist lady said as she looked at me with a smile.
I followed her to a small room with only a table.
“Please remove all of your clothing here, we are going to start customizing your chocolates!” She then added: “Once you’re done, please place your clothing on the table and press the button by the door, and we’ll have another staff member come and lead you.” After that, she left, leaving me alone in the room.
After removing all my clothes and setting them down on the table, I reached over and pressed the button by the door.
It wasn’t long before a factory worker led me to a machine and instructed me to walk up the steps in front of it.
At this time, there was a steel bar above my head, with a round iron ring on the left and right of the bar, and on the whole bar; and under my feet was a conveyor belt, with the same iron rings on the left and right of the belt, but the difference was that the distance between them was about thirty centimeters.
“Please raise your hand upwards and place it in the iron ring, we’ll be starting in a moment.”
I raised my hand and placed it behind the iron ring, “Cut! Cut!” Two clicks on the ground and my hand was locked, I was so scared that I kept struggling.
The staff took one look at me and said with a smile, “This is your first time here, isn’t it? Don’t worry, we’ll start ordering chocolates right away!” She drove my foot into the ring on the conveyor belt and said the same thing: “Cut! Cut!” The same two sounds, my feet can not move, at this time my posture is a “human”.
She pressed a button on the machine and the steel bar and conveyor belt slowly fed me into the machine. I was sent forward about two meters! The conveyor belt suddenly stopped, and more than ten jets of water came out from each side of the machine. The force of the jets was so strong that the skin on both sides of my body was in pain, and they were still moving slowly up and down. After three minutes of this, the jets of water stopped and my skin on both sides turned red.
Suddenly, two pillars descended in front of me, and with a “swish” sound, each of them spewed out eight powerful jets of water, and then I realized that there were also two other pillars behind me that were also spraying powerful jets of water.
The water jet washed powerfully over my body, and wherever it washed, my skin dented, and when it washed over my breasts, my breasts distorted in a small way; the water jet was washing over my nipples so powerfully that it hurt me.
The jets of water slowly crisscrossed and stopped after about three minutes of rushing as well.
At this point, the conveyor belt started to move forward again, transporting me, who was soaked to the skin, about half a meter or so! I felt my feet start to separate to the left and right, about a meter apart, the conveyor belt also stopped, at this time I saw a staff member open the small door next to the machine came in, she picked up a transparent water pipe next to her, I don’t know what yellow stuff on the pipe, after she painted, then grabbed a handful of it in her hand.
Suddenly I felt a cool sensation in my anus, and her hand was moving around my anus, and it felt so good, but it was also humiliating, because after all, having my anus played with by someone I didn’t know was a turn-on for me…
She very suddenly inserted the tube into my anus, my anus was stretched open by the tube and the tube became firmly anchored in my anus as if it had taken root, she quickly stepped aside and wrenched a handle and the tube slowly filled with water and slowly caused me to feel bloated and painful.
It wasn’t long before I couldn’t stand the pain and said, “No… I can’t stand it anymore… Can you pull out the tube? I want to poop… so badly!”
She didn’t pay any attention to me and waited until my stomach made a “gurgling” sound before pulling the handle again. At that moment, I felt the pipe begin to suck out the water, along with my feces.
This maneuver was repeated three more times, and when she saw that there was no longer any fecal matter in the clear hose, she then came over and pulled the tube out of my anus; the conveyor belt began to move forward again as she placed the tube and stepped out of the machine while I remained in the same position as before.
This time the conveyor belt only advanced about a meter or so before coming to a stop, a steel plate slowly descended in front of me, and suddenly there was a swish and a jet of water sprayed on my buttocks; the jet of water slowly sprayed downward, and when it reached my anus, I felt some water shooting in, but it quickly flowed out again.
When the water column washed downward again and reached my pussy and clitoris, I couldn’t help feeling excited, I felt wet inside my vagina, but I didn’t know if it was my lustful water? I could feel the wetness inside my vagina, but I didn’t know whether it was my lust water or the water from the water column that washed in.
The jet of water stopped after three minutes, and I was transported forward again, feeling the warm wind blowing on my body from left, right, front and back, making me feel extremely lazy and comfortable.
As I was fast asleep, a plug was inserted into my pussy and my anus, both of which made me feel satisfied and would not fall out because my feet were spread apart. Once the plugs were in place, my feet slowly returned to the width they were when I entered the machine, and the exit of the machine was reached.
The conveyor belt stopped, and the iron rings on my hands and feet automatically loosened, and my hands fell off weakly from holding them up for so long.
A staff member was waiting for me: “Hello! You chose a slave humanoid, right?”
I nodded, “Yeah! Yes!”
“Okay! Please wait here, I’ll come over and take you in a moment!” After saying that she stepped aside.
My hand slowly regained its strength as well, and I reached down to my pussy to feel the plug that was in it, the one that was round with six live flaps in the center.
(I really don’t know what this is supposed to be for?) While I was thinking about it, the staff member came back as well.
“Please sit on this and let me take you to the next stop!” She pointed to the “cart” beside her, which was oddly shaped, with a chair on top, but the chair was hollow, so that her butt was right above the hole.
She pushed me to another machine and said, “Please go to the top of the machine.”
The machine looked even stranger, with the entrance in the shape of a human in large letters. After I stood on the conveyor belt, she spoke again: “What kind of slave humanoid would you like to choose? There are five choices: canine, tortoise, shrimp, bow, and let the computer randomize, but if the computer randomizes, sometimes the two will merge!”
“Grace! Just let the computer decide randomly, I don’t know what canine shape is anyway? What’s a tortoise shape again?”
“Okay, then please wait a moment!” After she finished speaking, she pressed a button on the control panel.
It didn’t take long for the computer to make a random decision.
“The computer has decided for you that it is a combined tortoise and canine shape! You’re lucky, the chances of that are very low.” She then pressed another button on the panel: “Please follow the shape of the entrance, I will be waiting at the exit to take you to the next station!”
The conveyor belt slowly took me forward, I followed the shape of the entrance and made myself stand in a big zigzag, and entered the machine without any problem, and when I had only entered the machine, an iron bar rose up behind me and pressed against me, so that even if I wanted to back out and leave, I couldn’t do so.
Suddenly I felt several ropes in front of me, they were cleverly positioned right on either side of my neck, above and below my breasts, on my stomach, and on my crotch, the rope on my crotch was right at the base of my thighs, pinning my pubic mound in between.
The ropes extended backward and wrapped around my back, and I felt that the upper half of my body had been tightly bound.
(I wonder how this machine ties knots?) I pondered.
The conveyor belt stops and starts and quickly takes me forward again at a slow speed, at which point I stand with my feet closed in a cross shape with the arc of the machine.
But it didn’t take long for it to stop again, and a rod came out from behind each of my hands, right up against my wrists, so that I had to bend my hands, and when my little arms were close to my big ones, a rope was put around both of my arms and tightened automatically, and I was left with only half of the length of my hands.
The conveyor belt sent me forward again, a crossbar was in front of my stomach and I had to bring my hands back in front of me, but my arms were already bound against the bar.
At this point the bar supported my abdomen and slowly descended, and a bar also descended above me, resting on my back, so that I slowly knelt on the conveyor belt, and as I knelt on the conveyor belt, the conveyor belt also stopped, and a bar protruded out from each side of my ankles, which was inserted into the gap between my feet and the conveyor belt, which slowly moved upward, so that the palms of my feet dangled in the air and lifted up to the point that I could only kneel on the ground with my knees on the ground; when my calves and thighs fit together, the same rope also tied my feet, and I could only support my whole body weight with the knees of my hands and feet at this point. the ground; and when my calves were fitted to my thighs, the same ropes bound my feet, at which point I could only support the weight of my whole body on the knees of my hands and feet.
The bars slowly retracted away, as did the crossbar under my body, and I was left so strapped in that I let the conveyor belt carry me to the exit.
The staff was already waiting at the exit, and when she saw me being conveyed out, she smiled and said to me: “There are only a few steps left to fill, paste, decorate and box! Your customized chocolates will be delivered to your boyfriend’s house! Now I’ll take you to the filler.”
“Okay! Thank you!”
She lifted me off the conveyor belt onto the cart, placed my belly on the chair, and pushed me to get ready to prime.
After quickly arriving at the filler, I saw a bunch of tubes dangling, and she picked up a plug and said to me, “This is the same as the one in your lower body! This is the same plug as the one in your lower body, only this one is bigger, but it won’t cause you any harm! Please open your mouth.”
Until then, I didn’t see what the plug looked like: a conical plug made of cork, with six split flaps on the wide side and a small hole in the center of the small end.
After I opened my mouth, she inserted the gag into my mouth and searched for the tubes according to the contents I had chosen; once she had found them, she attached the whiskey tube to the gag for my mouth, the vodka tube to the gag for my pussy, and the brandy tube to the gag for my anus.
“Now then, let’s get to the stuffing!” She smiled at me and said, “Let’s start with the whiskey.”
She opened the valve on the whiskey tube and the whiskey slowly flowed into my mouth, but because of the obstruction of the stopper, the whiskey couldn’t be poured back out of my mouth again, and I couldn’t help but feel pungent and drunken, I was at a loss at this point.
“Now for the vodka lo!” She said as she removed the whiskey tube and opened the vodka valve.
The vodka slowly trickled into my pussy, so cold at first, as the mucous membranes inside my vagina absorbed the alcohol, my vagina began to sizzle and I couldn’t help but begin to regret my choice of vodka.
“Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I shook my head violently, a slurred moan escaping my throat, and if I hadn’t had a gag in my mouth, I’m afraid I would have screamed out.
“Okay! It’s going to be over. Be patient!” She opened the valve of the brandy and it began to flow into my anus.
(Oooooh, wow, no! I can’t take it anymore!) I felt my pussy and anus burning as if they were on fire, and the pain was killing me! My consciousness was getting fuzzy, and as the walls of my bowels absorbed the alcohol from the brandy, I was about to lose consciousness…
The last words I heard before I lost consciousness were: “Sleep well! When you wake up, you’ll see your boyfriend…”
(Thus begins the continuation of the story by the author in the third person.)
Once the staff had collected the brandy tube from Cranberry’s anus, Cranberry was sent to be basted, and before she was basted, special air-supply plugs were inserted into her nostrils, one of which would provide Cranberry with the oxygen she would need for twelve hours, and then Cranberry was submerged in warm chocolate syrup on special racks, pulled up and left to dry.
This step was repeated three times before the cranes were placed on the working table and decorated with colored chocolate; since the cranes were chosen to be slave figures, a collar was made with colored chocolate around the cranes’ necks, and then the rope was decorated with a pattern in chocolate dumplings on the rope part.
The crew also made chocolate nipples with pink chocolate where the cranberry nipples would be, and then fitted the chocolate nipples with nipple rings made of gold chocolate.
Once the decorations were completed, Cranesley was packed in a dog-shaped box, and after the staff made sure that nothing was missing, together with Cranesley’s clothes and purse, they were sent by the delivery person to Cranesley’s boyfriend’s home.
When her boyfriend saw the delivery personnel send her clothes and purse, he thought something had happened to her and almost called the police; under the explanation of the delivery personnel, he did not call the police and signed for this “special Valentine’s Day gift”.
The delivery person carefully carried the box into the house, put it away and left.
Mamoru’s boyfriend opened the box and licked the chocolates bit by bit, starting from the ass, thinking about Mamoru’s beautiful face and figure.
When he saw that the chocolate was still wrapped in a warm object, he was shocked and thought: (This is not a mistake, is it?). He decided to lick the chocolate off his face first. With his efforts, under the chocolate slowly appeared in front of him, he removed the oxygen plug in the nostrils of the cranes, and mouth to mouth sucking the whiskey in the mouth of the cranes, the cranes slowly woke up at this time.
(This begins and then continues the story in the first person.)
I slowly woke up to the familiar face of my boyfriend, who was sucking the whiskey out of my mouth, my consciousness was still fuzzy, but the sizzling sensation in my pussy and anus made me moan out.
When he saw that I was awake, and that the whiskey in my mouth was pretty much sucked and slurped by him, he removed the gag from my mouth and kissed me on the lips again.
“Cranberry, I love this Valentine’s Day gift! You really surprised me!”
“Uh…” I responded in a daze.
He went to my ass side and licked the chocolate from my ass, little by little he licked and slowly my ass was fully exposed as he sucked the brandy from my anus.
As he sucked and slurped, I felt less burning in my anus, but my pussy still burned terribly inside, but his sucking and slurping aroused my desire as well.
“Oh… it’s so good… my… pussy… needs… to be… fast…” I urged him.
After he finished slurping the brandy from my anus, he removed the plug from my anus.
“Manqin… I love you…” He took off his clothes, his rod already erect, and he penetrated my asshole while my anus was still in a state where I couldn’t close it.
“You… oh… take advantage… of… people… in… danger… oh…” I was partially relieved of my desire as my asshole accommodated his rod.
He pumped in and out of my ass, his mouth on my neck licking and eating the chocolate collar around my neck.
“Oh… faster… faster… oh… harder… harder…” My asshole was so comfortable with his thrusts, so comfortable that I forgot that there was still vodka ravaging my pussy.
He suddenly pulled his rod out of my ass, held me face to face in his arms, and plunged it back in.
I moaned, “Oh… so… good…”
As he fucked my asshole, he bit down on my pink chocolate nipple: “Mmm! That’s good! Cranberry’s are the best.”
“Oh… people… I… want… um… to make you… have… ah… an unforgettable… oh… Valentine’s… gift… for…”
He pulled the rod out of my ass again and placed me on all fours on the floor as he moved his body and began to lick the chocolate from my pussy.
It didn’t take long for the plug on my pussy to show, and as quickly as he finished slurping the vodka from my pussy, he took off the plug and plunged his rod inside my pussy.
“Oh… your pussy is so hot!”
“Ha… I… can… um… but… for… um… this… love… ah… human ritual… oh… things… have… suffered… um… oh…”
“Manqin… thank you, this is the best Valentine’s Day gift I’ve ever received!”
“You… you… can… oh… you… have to… be… good… good… hmmm… to… hurt… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh…!”
“It’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s…”
“I’m going to cum too!”
I reached orgasm as he shot his hot sperm in my pussy, and after we rested for a while, he gently untied me from the ropes that were tying me down, while our bodies and the floor were covered in melted chocolate.