**Degradation and Desecration**

Mr. Jenkins's eyes gleamed with a lecherous intensity as he gazed at Olivia's new form. Her parents, still beaming with pride, exchanged a glance, and Mr. Jenkins took it as permission to proceed. He reached out a greasy hand and began to touch Olivia's body, his fingers probing and squeezing her breasts. "Ah, nice and firm," he murmured, his voice dripping with lasciviousness. "And the holes, are they pink and tight?" He asked, his eyes roving over Olivia's face, searching for a reaction. Olivia's eyes widened in horror as she realized what was happening. She tried to shrink away, but her restraints held her fast. Her parents, however, seemed to be enjoying the spectacle. "Yes, Mr. Jenkins," her mother cooed. "She's never had a real man like her before she was... fixed." Her father's nod of agreement was accompanied by a patronizing smile. Mr. Jenkins's hands wandered, probing Olivia's curves, making her skin crawl. "And is she a virgin?" he asked, his voice dripping with salacious curiosity. Her parents exchanged a glance, and her mother spoke up, "Yes, Mr. Jenkins. She's never really dated before. She's always been a bit... lost." The implication was clear: Olivia was a novice, a blank slate, and Mr. Jenkins was eager to take advantage of her inexperience. Olivia felt a wave of shame and humiliation wash over her as Mr. Jenkins's hands continued to roam, touching and prodding her as if she were some sort of specimen. "Ah, a blank slate," Mr. Jenkins purred, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I can teach her a thing or two, can't I, parents?" Her parents nodded, their faces shining with approval. Olivia's scream was stifled by the realization that she was trapped, at the mercy of these people who seemed to take pleasure in her degradation. As Mr. Jenkins continued to fondle her, Olivia's mind reeled with thoughts of escape, of revenge, of reclaiming her autonomy. But for now, she was at the mercy of these monsters, forced to endure their cruelty and abuse. The scene seemed to be playing out like a nightmare, with no escape in sight. Olivia's only hope was that somehow, someway, she would find a way to break free and reclaim her life. But until then, she was trapped in this living hell, subject to the whims of her tormentors.