As the doctor expertly binds your body in various positions, you can feel yourself growing increasingly helpless and humiliated. The pain is constant and unyielding, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else. "This is just the beginning," Gender Swap warns from outside the room. "I'll make sure you feel every ounce of what my daughter went through." His voice drips with venom, promising a long, torturous road ahead for you.

As the doctor attaches the milking machine to your breasts, you let out a strangled cry of pain and humiliation. The cold metal against your tender skin only serves to increase the agony you're already feeling, and the weight of the machine pressing down on your chest makes it difficult to breathe. Gender Swap watches with a cruel smile, clearly enjoying every moment of your suffering.

The machine doesn't even turn on at first; he wants you to know that this is just a taste of what's to come.

"Well, well," he says with a smirk. "I thought I'd come check on my little pet." He approaches the table slowly, his eyes traveling up and down Lily's naked form before resting on her face. "How are you feeling?"

Lily looks away, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a response. Gender Swap chuckles darkly and kneels beside the table, running a rough hand through her short hair.

"Don't be like that," he whispers. "

His words are laced with cruelty as his fingers dig into your scalp, forcing you to look at him. "You're going to need to learn some manners if you want to survive in this new life of yours." He releases your hair and stands back up, pacing around the room for a moment before turning back towards you.

"I've come to decide what to do with you," he says coldly. "You can either serve me as one of my girls...