Valentine's Day Gift (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

There is only one day left for Valentine's Day gift. Valentine's Day is coming again this year, and I plan to give my boyfriend an unexpected Valentine's Day gift. So, I went to the "Special Chocolate Company" to order their Valentine's Day chocolates.

When I first walked in, the space inside looked no different from an ordinary store. I looked around and didn't see any chocolate samples. I was wondering and was about to ask when the receptionist at the counter spoke first: "Hello, miss! Are you here to order chocolate?"

"Yes! But why can't I see any samples of your chocolate?"

"I think this must be your first time here! The chocolate here is different from the chocolate in other places. We tailor it to the needs of our customers. Whether it is the type of chocolate or the contents inside the chocolate, it can be made according to your preferences and requirements. Therefore, we only provide a catalog of chocolate types, materials and contents."

The receptionist took out a catalog and put it on the counter. I walked closer and saw that they had a wide variety of chocolates. There were dozens of Valentine's Day chocolates alone. They had everything that other chocolate shops had, and some that you couldn't see anywhere else. What interested me most were the human-shaped chocolates.

"Excuse me, what are your doll-shaped chocolates like?"

"This human-shaped chocolate is our original creation. We will make chocolate according to your body shape and body shape. When your lover enjoys the chocolate, he or she can also enjoy you together."

After listening to the receptionist's explanation, I thought: (I wanted to give him an unexpected gift anyway, so I'll choose this!)

“Then I’ll order this one!”

"Okay! Here is a form for you to fill out first!" The receptionist took out the form and a pen and placed them on the counter.

I quickly glanced at the form and picked up a pen to write down my name°°Manqin, my boyfriend's name, the delivery location, delivery time, my boyfriend's phone number and the words I wanted to write on the chocolate.

"So would you like dark chocolate or white chocolate?"

"White chocolate is ready!"

"Cream flavor? Or lemon flavor?"

"Mmm, lemon flavor is good!"

“Do we need to create a different feel?”

"A different feeling?"

"Yeah! Like the OL style, stewardess style, slave style, queen style." (Well! That would make him even more surprised! Hehe) I thought quickly.

"I choose the slave look!"

The receptionist quickly wrote "White lemon flavored slave chocolate" at the bottom of the form.

"What do you want to put in the chocolate?" The receptionist turned to the contents page in the catalog and said to me, "There are three types of contents for the doll-shaped chocolate. You can choose three different contents, two contents, or the same content. If you choose to fill in two contents, please tell me which content you want to repeat."

I looked at the catalog and quickly decided to fill it with three different contents - whiskey, vodka and brandy.

The receptionist quickly noted it on the form and said to me, "Due to the company's regulations, customers who order custom chocolate dolls must pay in full first. Could you please settle the bill first?"

"Sure! How much do I have to pay?"

"One thousand five hundred dollars."

When I heard the price, I was shocked and thought: (It’s quite cheap! I’m about 170cm tall, with measurements of 35D x 22 x 35, a standard model figure. I think it must have cost a lot of chocolate ingredients, but I didn’t expect it to be that cheap.)

After I paid the full amount, the receptionist said to me, "We will send the receipt and chocolates to your boyfriend's house. Now please follow me!"

She took me into a door, and I was shocked when I entered. The space here was about twenty times larger than the previous store. The chocolate factory was here, and I felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. All the workers were female, and there was not a single male worker in the entire factory.

"Please come this way!" the receptionist looked at me and said with a smile.

I followed her into a small room that contained only a table.

"Please take off all your clothes here, we will start to tailor-make chocolate for you!" She then said, "After you have taken off your clothes, please put your clothes on the table and press the button next to the door. We will have another staff member to lead you." After that, she left, leaving me alone in the room.

After I took off all my clothes and placed them on the table, I reached out and pressed the button next to the door.

Soon, a factory worker led me to a machine and instructed me to walk up the steps in front of the machine to the machine.

At this time, there is a steel bar above my head, with a circular iron ring on each side of the steel bar, and there are iron rings on the entire steel bar; under my feet is a conveyor belt, with the same iron rings on the left and right sides of the conveyor belt, but the difference is that the distance between them is about thirty centimeters.

"Please raise your hands and put them into the iron ring. We will start in a moment."

After I raised my hands and put them into the iron ring, there were two "click! click" sounds and my hands were locked. I was so scared that I kept struggling.

The staff member took one look at me and said with a smile: "Is this your first time here? Don't be afraid, we will start ordering chocolates now!" She guided my feet into the iron rings on the conveyor belt, and there were the same "click! click!" sounds. My feet could not move anymore, and my posture at this time was in the shape of a "human" character.

She pressed a button on the machine, and the steel bars and conveyor belts slowly moved me into the machine. I was probably sent forward two meters! The conveyor belt suddenly stopped, and more than ten jets of water spurted out from both sides with great force. The powerful impact made the skin on both sides of my body hurt, but they were still moving slowly up and down. I rinsed like this for three minutes, then the water stopped and the skin on both sides of my body turned red.

Suddenly, two pillars descended in front of me, and with a "swish" sound, they each sprayed out eight powerful jets of water. Only then did I realize that there were two other pillars behind me that were also spraying out powerful jets of water.

The water column rushed over my body with great force. Wherever it rushed over, my skin became concave. When it rushed over my breasts, my breasts were slightly deformed. The water column rushed over my nipples with great force, and it hurt me to death.

The water columns slowly and crosswise rushed forward, and stopped after about three minutes.

At this time, the conveyor belt started to move forward again, even though I was soaked all over. It probably moved me about half a meter! I felt my feet start to move apart to the left and right, about one meter apart, and the conveyor belt stopped. Then I saw a staff member open the small door next to the machine and walk in. She picked up a transparent water pipe next to it and smeared some yellow stuff on the pipe. After she finished, she grabbed a handful in her hand.

Suddenly I felt a cool feeling in my anus. Her hand was moving around my anus. It felt so good, but also embarrassing. After all, having my anus played with by a stranger made me feel excited.

She suddenly inserted the tube into my anus. My anus was stretched open by the tube, and the tube was firmly fixed in my anus as if it had taken root. She quickly walked to the side and turned a handle. The tube was slowly filled with water, and it slowly made me feel swollen and painful.

Soon, I couldn't stand the pain any more and said, "No, I can't stand it anymore. Can you please pull the tube out? I need to poop!"

She ignored me and waited until my stomach made a growling sound before she turned the handle again. At this time, I felt the tube start to suck out the water, along with my excrement.

This action was repeated three times. When she saw that there was no more excrement in the transparent water pipe, she came over and pulled the tube out of my anus. When she put the tube away and walked out of the machine, the conveyor belt started moving again, and I still maintained the previous posture.

This time the conveyor belt only moved forward about one meter before stopping. A steel plate slowly lowered in front of me, and suddenly there was a "swish" sound, and a stream of water sprayed on my buttocks; the water stream slowly sprayed downwards, and when it hit my anus, I felt some water shot into it, but it quickly flowed out again.

When the water column rushed down again and hit my vulva and clitoris, I couldn't help but feel excited. I felt wet inside my vagina, but I didn't know if it was my vaginal fluid? Or was it the water from the water column that rushed in?

The water column only flushed for three minutes and then stopped. I was sent forward by the conveyor belt again. I felt warm wind blowing on my body from top to bottom, front to back, making me feel extremely lazy and comfortable.

When I was about to fall asleep, a plug was inserted into my vagina and anus. These two plugs made me feel satisfied and would not fall off because my legs were spread apart. After it was stuffed in, my feet slowly returned to the width they were when I entered the machine, and I arrived at the exit of the machine.

The conveyor belt stopped and the iron rings on my hands and feet loosened automatically. My hands fell down weakly due to being held up for so long.

A staff member was waiting for me: "Hello! You chose the slave figure, right?"

I nodded: "Yeah! Yes!"

"Okay! Please wait here, I'll come and take you there later!" After saying that, she walked aside.

My hands slowly regained their strength, and I reached into my vagina and touched the plug. The plug was round with six valves in the center.

(I really don’t know what this is used for?) While I was thinking about it, the staff member came back.

"Please sit here and let me take you to the next stop!" She pointed to the "cart" beside her. The shape of the cart was quite strange. There was a chair on it, but the chair was hollow. When you sat on it, your buttocks would be right above the hole.

She pushed me to another machine and said, "Please go to the machine."

This machine looked even stranger, with a large human shape written on the entrance. After I stood on the conveyor belt, she spoke again: "What kind of slave shape do you want to choose? There are five options: dog shape, tortoise shell shape, shrimp shape, bow shape and let the computer decide randomly. But if the computer randomly chooses, sometimes two shapes will be combined!"

"Well! Let the computer decide randomly. Anyway, I don't know what dog shape is? What is tortoise shell shape?"

"Okay, then please wait a moment!" She said and pressed a button on the control panel.

It wasn't long before the computer made the random decision.

"The computer has decided that your shape is a combination of a tortoise shell and a dog! You are so lucky, the chances of that happening are very low!" She then pressed another button on the panel: "Please enter according to the shape of the entrance, and I will be waiting at the exit to take you to the next stop!"

The conveyor belt slowly carried me forward. I stood in a spread-eagle position according to the shape of the entrance and entered the machine smoothly. When I just entered the machine, an iron bar rose up from behind me and pressed against me, so that I couldn't change my mind and leave.

Suddenly I felt several ropes in front of me. They were cleverly placed on both sides of my neck, above and below my chest, abdomen and crotch. The rope under my crotch was just at the base of my thighs, sandwiching my pubic area in the middle.

The rope extended backwards and wrapped around my back, and I felt my upper body being tightly bound.

(I wonder how this machine ties the knots?) I pondered.

The conveyor belt stopped and moved, and soon carried me forward at a slow speed. At this time, my feet also closed along the arc of the machine, standing on the conveyor belt in a cross shape.

But soon it stopped again, and a rod extended out from behind each of my hands, just against my wrists, forcing me to bend my hands. When my forearms and upper arms were put together, ropes were put around my arms on both sides and tightened automatically, leaving only half the length of my hands.

The conveyor belt pushed me forward again, and a horizontal bar was in front of my abdomen. I had to pull my hands back in front of my body, but my arms were tied and I couldn't push against the horizontal bar.

At this time, the horizontal bar supported my abdomen and slowly descended. A pole was also lowered above me, against my back, so that I slowly kneeled on the conveyor belt. When I knelt on the conveyor belt, the conveyor belt also stopped. A pole extended from each side of my ankle, which was just inserted into the gap between my feet and the conveyor belt. It slowly moved upwards, lifting the soles of my feet in the air until I could only kneel with my knees on the ground; when my calves and thighs were in contact, ropes also tied my feet. At this time, I could only support the weight of my whole body with my hands and feet and knees.

The iron rod was slowly retracted, and the horizontal bar under my body was also removed. I was tied up like this, and the conveyor belt took me to the exit.

The staff member was already waiting at the exit. When she saw me being carried out by the conveyor belt, she smiled and said to me, "Only a few steps are left, including filling, coating, decoration and boxing! Your customized chocolates will be delivered to your boyfriend's house! Now I will take you to fill them!"

"Okay! Thank you!"

She moved me from the conveyor belt to the cart, placed my belly on the chair, and pushed me to get the filler.

We quickly reached the filling area and saw a bunch of tubes hanging. She picked up a plug and said to me, "This is the same plug as the one in your lower body! It's just that this one is larger, but it won't cause you any harm! Please open your mouth."

It was not until then that I could see clearly what the stopper looked like: a conical stopper made of cork, with six petals on the wide side and a small hole in the middle of the small end.

After I opened my mouth, she put the stopper in my mouth and searched for the tubes according to the contents I chose; after she found them, she connected the whiskey tube to the stopper in my mouth, the vodka tube to the stopper in my vagina, and the brandy tube to the stopper in my anus.

"Now let's start filling it!" She smiled at me and said, "Let's start with whiskey."

She opened the valve on the whiskey tube, and the whiskey slowly flowed into my mouth. However, due to the obstruction of the stopper, the whiskey could no longer flow out of my mouth. I couldn't help feeling spicy and drunken, and I was dazed at this time.

"Now for vodka!" she said as she removed the whiskey tube and opened the vodka valve.

The vodka slowly flowed into my vagina. It was very cold at first, but as the vaginal mucosa absorbed the alcohol, it began to heat up. I couldn't help but regret choosing vodka.

"Woo～Woo～" My vagina was getting hotter and hotter, and my mind was becoming more and more confused. I shook my head violently, and an indistinct groan came from my throat. If there hadn't been a gag in my mouth, I would have screamed out loud.

"Okay! It's almost over. Be patient!" She opened the brandy valve and the brandy began to flow into my anus.

(Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! No! I can’t take it anymore!) I felt like my vagina and anus were burning, it hurt so much! My consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. As my colon walls absorbed the alcohol from the brandy, I was about to lose consciousness.

The last thing I heard before I lost consciousness was, "Sleep well! You will see your boyfriend when you wake up."

(From here on the author continues to narrate the story in the third person.)

After the staff collected the brandy tube from Manqin's anus, they sent Manqin to be starched. Before starching, a special air plug was inserted into her nostrils. One air plug could provide Manqin with the oxygen she needed for twelve hours. Then a special rack was used to immerse Manqin in warm chocolate paste and pulled up to dry.

This step was repeated three times in total, and then Manqin was placed on the work table and decorated with colored chocolates; because Manqin chose the slave figure, the staff made a collar around Manqin's neck with colored chocolate, and then decorated the rope pattern with brown chocolate.

The staff also made chocolate nipples with pink chocolate in the place of Manqin's nipples, and then installed nipple rings made of golden chocolate on the chocolate nipples.

After all the decorations were completed, Manqin was packed in a dog-shaped box. After the staff made sure that nothing was missing, they handed it over to the delivery staff to deliver it to Manqin's boyfriend's home along with Manqin's clothes and handbag.

When Manqin's boyfriend saw the deliveryman delivering Manqin's clothes and purse, he thought something had happened to Manqin and almost called the police. After the deliveryman's explanation, he did not call the police and signed for this "special Valentine's Day gift."

The delivery man carefully carried the box into the house, put it away and left.

Manqin's boyfriend opened the box. He started from her buttocks and licked the chocolate bit by bit, thinking about Manqin's pretty face and graceful figure.

When he saw a warm object under the chocolate, he was shocked and thought: (Could this be the wrong delivery?) He immediately decided to lick the chocolate on his face first. As he tried hard, Manqin's face under the chocolate slowly appeared in front of him. He removed the oxygen plug in Manqin's nostrils and sipped the whiskey in Manqin's mouth mouth to mouth. Manqin slowly woke up at this time.

(From here on the story continues in the first person.)

I slowly woke up and saw my boyfriend's familiar face in front of me. He was sipping the whiskey in my mouth. My consciousness was still blurry, but the burning sensation in my vagina and anus made me moan.

He saw that I woke up and he had almost sucked up all the whiskey in my mouth, so he took out the gag from my mouth and kissed my lips again.

"Manqin, I love this Valentine's Day gift! You really surprised me!"

"Yeah," I responded dazedly.

He went to my ass and licked the chocolate on my ass. He licked it bit by bit, and slowly my ass was completely exposed. He sucked the brandy in my anus.

As he sucked, I felt the burning sensation in my anus was no longer there, but my vagina was still extremely hot. However, his sucking aroused my desire.

"Oh, it feels so good, my vagina should be quick too," I urged him.

After he sucked the brandy out of my anus, he removed the plug.

"Manqin, I love you." He took off his clothes. His penis was already erect. He took advantage of the fact that my anus was unable to close and inserted it into my asshole.

"You are taking advantage of others' misfortune." His cock was contained in my asshole, and my desire was partially relieved.

He pumped in and out of my asshole while his mouth was on my neck licking the chocolate collar around my neck.

"Oh, faster, oh, harder." My asshole felt so comfortable as he fucked it, so comfortable that I even forgot there was still vodka ravaging my vagina.

He suddenly pulled his dick out of my asshole, held me in his arms face to face, and inserted his dick into me again. I moaned in comfort: "Oh, it feels so good"

While fucking my asshole, he bit off my pink chocolate nipples: "Mmm! So delicious! Manqin's is the best."

"Oh, I want to give you an unforgettable Valentine's Day gift."

He pulled his cock out of my asshole again, laid me on the ground with my legs up in the air, and moved his body to lick the chocolate on my vagina.

Soon, the plug in my vagina came out, and he quickly sucked out the vodka in my vagina, removed the plug, and inserted his dick into my vagina.

"Oh your pussy is so hot!"

"Haha, but I've suffered a lot for this Valentine's Day gift."

"Thank you, Manqin. This is the best Valentine's Day gift I have ever received!"

"You you have to be nice to me!"

"I'm about to have an orgasm."

"I'm about to cum too!"

When he ejaculated his hot semen into my vagina, I also reached orgasm. After we rested for a while, he gently helped me untie the ropes that tied me up. Our bodies and the ground were covered with melted chocolate.