Milk Farm (Milking machines, futa on futa, lactation, growth)
Story by Balchsack
I don't know how to do spoilers, but this is the first story I've ever written, along with the first post I've ever made on here. It's a little rough in some spots grammar and logic wise, but I think it's pretty good. This contains futanization, machines, growth, excessive cum, milking, and a bit of mind control. Enjoy Chapters 1-4. Sorry it's basically one giant mass of text. I'll space it out when I get the time.
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Chapter 1
In a distant part of the galaxy, hundreds of thousands of light years away, there was a planet that, despite all earthly physics based thinking, contained sentient life. Not only that, but the life living on the planet was an almost carbon copy of human life, excluding a few small differences. On this planet, which had developed scientifically to a level undreamed of on our Earth, genetic modification was commonplace, and space exploration had led them to most of the galaxy, discovering our world. But instead of going all War of the Worlds or Day the Earth Stood Still on us, we never once for a second knew anything about them… Except until, randomly, a person would just disappear from somewhere in the world. It didn’t happen often, maybe once every month or so, and when it did happen, it would make the local papers for about a month, then fizzle out. The only noticeable and guaranteed thing about the disappearances, was that they were all women aged 21-30, in good health and physical beauty. If the world ever actually knew what happened, they wouldn’t have believed it anyways. This is the story of the most recent abduction.
Chapter 1: Processing Days
Karla was walking home from work when it happened. It had been an uneventful and all around boring day at work. Her job at a small legal consulting firm meant that the bills were paid for every month with enough money to afford a few nice things. She felt that she lived moderately, excluding her computer, sound system, and gaming set-up. That was her one Achilles heel, no fancy clothes, no club hopping with girlfriends, just good old fashioned gaming in all forms.
She was about ten minutes away from a night of Gears of War and homemade chicken stir-fry, when a flock of birds exploded from the tree she was walking by, causing her to stop and watch. In that brief moment, out of nowhere, there blinked into existence a large object about a hundred feet above her, a low beam of light hit her, causing her entire body to go numb with surprise and shock, lift her effortlessly up into the ship, and blink back out. The entire event lasted 2.4 seconds, and the only thing to notice it was her neighbor’s cat, sitting in a window.
Once on the ship, stunned, shocked, and all around geeking out completely, a frightened Karla lay sprawled on the floor of the ship. Her first reaction (which who can blame her) was to scream bloody murder, get up, and try to escape. What she hadn’t noticed, due to the dim lights, and all chaos of being abducted, was that she was lying on a table, a thick padded strap across her midsection, with one on each wrist and ankle. Being unable to move caused even more screaming and thrashing about, until a feminine voice calmly said:
“Relax, girl.”
At that, Karla barely felt a needle prick her skin in the crook of her neck and shoulder. Almost instantly, everything seemed to come in to better focus, her breathing slowed down, and her entire body felt calm and relaxed.
“That’s better now isn’t it? Now that the scary part, well, the first scary part is over, let me explain a couple of things. Right now, we’re in a ship that travels 20 times faster than the speed of light, heading for our home planet of Isis. You have been chosen to work in our milk factories-“
“Milk factories? But-“
“Not pregnant? Oh don’t worry about that, hot stuff. With the technology we’ve developed over the years, we can modify pretty much everything about the human genome. You’re going to be rebuilt, very pleasurably I might add, into a cowgirl basically.”
With that, the lights became brighter, and Karla was allowed to see her surroundings clearly. All around her were holographic layouts of things she couldn’t comprehend. She looked to the ominous voice that had been talking to her, and was completely stunned. What stood to the side of her, next to a large tray of various vials and syringes, was a goddess of a woman. She had to be at least six feet tall, with blonde hair to her mid back framing a face that could end wars with a glance. Her breasts, massive, perky orbs of hedonistic pleasure had to be at least the size of cantaloupes, topped by thick, erect nipples that begged to be sucked on. Karla’s eyes traveled further down, seeing a sculpted stomach that anyone would kill for, followed by the biggest shock of her short life: This goddess of a woman had a cock! And what a monster it was. I
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