You were sent down into the cellar of this basement to tend to Macey, the rat women your superior’s have been using for months now. You had always been assigned to milk her and take her milk to the bottling area. You eventually walk in and go into the cell… seeing Macey.
Macey looked like she was crying, her tears dried up on her fur. Her body hanging from hooks that are hooked on her nubs (which used to have her now amputated arms and legs), her chest heaving… her giant breasts jiggling slightly.
She slowly looks up at you with desperate eyes.
“N-Need… cock…~”
She groans softly, wishing for you to come closer and just use her… despite her beaten and abused state.