Two weeks later

Two weeks later, John went back to pay Adriana a visit.

She was still cumming, though she now sat in a huge puddle of her own juices. In the two weeks she'd been here, her voice had also gone hoarse.

"S-stop this..." she croaked out to John.

"You can still talk, can you?" John asked. "Not for long. You're vocal chords are now restored and immune to damage, but now you can't speak. Only cum and orgasm for the rest of your natural life."

As Adriana's moans got louder, she tried begging the man again, but found she could no longer remember how to speak.

John gave Adriana one final look over. Once a woman, now a cumming piece of property.