Alien Milking Facility

Jennifer Keller walked out of the bathroom, her hair still damp from the shower. Her parents were away for the weekend, but she had opted to stay home so she might celebrate her twentieth birthday with her friends.

Jennifer walked around in the nude, something she normally didn't do, but felt she wanted to this time. She was in the process of choosing her dress for tomorrow. The light blue one, with its deep cleavage which showed off her big plump breasts, or the green one, which matched her eyes and better showed off her lithe and equally perfect body. In the end she decided on the green one.

She made her way out into the hallway to fetch her handbag, her taut boobs bouncing slightly with each step she took. She took her handbag and fished a couple of condoms, which she received from the youth centers, out of it and put them in her cuter purse.

Jennifer couldn't help caressing her shaved pelvis, just enjoying the feeling of it. She had been strictly celibate so far, and even though her boyfriend of many years had wanted to do it, he had been sweet enough to wait until she was ready. But around a month ago, it had been like a switch being flicked, and suddenly she couldn't stop thinking about it. A shiver ran down her spine every time she imagined being penetrated, touched and stimulated all over. She had hinted this to her boyfriend and now she intended for both of them to get lucky tomorrow.

Done with her preparations she went to bed, pulling the soft cover over her smooth skin, and tried to fall asleep. But she couldn't, she was too excited. Jennifer tossed and turned, unable to get any rest. It was too hot, she decided, so she threw off the blanket and lay down in a resting position on her back, breathing deeply and forcing herself not to think about anything.

She lay on her bed, still unable to sleep. She turned her head, peeking at the clock on the table beside her. And just as it turned midnight, she was enveloped in a white light.

Jennifer blinked, trying to clear her eyes. She felt like she was floating. What had just happened? She tried to move but an invisible force held her in place. It wasn't dark where she was but all she could see was blackness.

"Hello?" she shouted, but not even her echo answered her.

"Is anyone there? Hello!" she tried again, fear evident in her voice. Jennifer continued to shout into the nothingness until three orbs of light appeared, one above her head, one above her breasts and one above her pussy.

Jennifer lay perfectly still, too afraid to say anything, and just waited. It wasn't long before the balls started moving along her body like they were scanning her, all the while emitted an unpleasant high-pitch ringing.

The scan continued, much to Jennifer's growing distress, while something fell from the ceiling towards her. She screamed and instinctively tried to pull away, to no avail. But the slurpy soup didn't hit her, instead it collected in an invisible basin a few feet above her.

She could only stare as what looked like flesh colored maggots started to fill the human shaped basin. All the while, the orbs continued their scan, becoming increasingly more invasive, now touching her body and private areas. To which the maggot soup responded by coalescing. And when the orbs at last returned to their starting position and disappeared, Jennifer was left to stare up at her own face.

The copy's eyes were closed and it breathed calmly, as if it were sleeping. Jennifer couldn't help being stunned. What the hell is this? Is that me? While she lay there looking up at the copy, the invisible force that held them both in place forced their legs apart, exposing their privates to easy access.

"No, don't!" Jennifer cried to no use, then she screamed when she saw what was being lowered down between the copy's legs.

"NO. PLEASE. STOP!"

It was a blackish brown tube, six inch girth, and ending in a centipede looking probe, not quite organic, not quite mechanical. The centiprobe was lowered past Jennifer's field of vision down toward her crotch, where it began to probe her vaginal opening.

"PLEASE NOT THERE! GO AWAY!" She fought against her invisible shackles with all she had, but the little movement she managed to achieve wouldn't even have been enough to scare away a fly.

And the centiprobe did leave her vargina alone, but only because it wasn't the opening it was looking for. Instead, it moved towards her anal cavity. Jennifer pleaded and begged but she was ignored as the centiprobe used its specialized front leg to open up her asshole and crawl in.

Jennifer couldn't help but let out a moan, as the slippery centiprobe crawled into her. It felt weird but not painful, or even unpleasant, it actually felt good, and that scared her. Jennifer was unable to keep her voice in as the centiprobe kept crawling deeper and deeper into her. When the whole foot long head was inside her, it finally connected to her. Jennifer didn't know how to describe it, it was as if a USB drive had been plugged in.

A warm sensual feeling began to spread out from her anus. The warmth gatherd in her vargina, especially at the tip of her clitoris, making her incredibly horny and feeling like she could cum with even the slightest touch. Juices poured out of her like a waterfall, gathering out of her sight between her legs into a floating ball. The sensation then spread further to her legs, abdomen, and chest. Her breasts felt like they were rapidly filling balloons about to explode. The sensation continued to spread into her arms and finally to her head.

And as it mingled with her brain she felt a drive grow within her, a certainty of what she needed to do. She could feel the centiprobe as if it were a part of her. As if trying to test this, Jennifer commanded it to pull the tube loose from the ceiling, allowing it to be supported only by her.

The other end of the tube had an identical probe to the one that had crawled into her, and she got an intense feeling to drive it into the clone's ass. So she did it. And it felt amazing. She couldn't help but moan. She felt every fold inside the clone's ass as it caressed over the centiprobes segmented body as though it were her cock plunging into its tight hole. Even the clone moaned where it slept.

Oh god, is this what it feels like to have a penis?

Jennifer wanted to thrust it into the clone over and over again, until they both were screaming in ecstasy. But it had to go in. Jennifer still tried to pull it out, but it just kept crawling. Jennifer tried again to pull it out more forcefully this time, even though she was certain she shouldn't, and it just kept crawling. Jennifer threw all of her determination at it, to force it out, only for her command to be stopped by a wall of alien certainty. To her horror Jennifer realized that it wasn't she who was moving the centiprobe, but something else, something that was now inside of her head. A realization that wouldn't help her. All the while the centiprobe steadily continued crawling deeper and deeper.

The centiprobe attached itself to the clone, connecting the two women. Then the centiprobe began to vibrate, causing her mind to melt and drain away. Jennifer's life flashed past her eyes, her knowledge, her memory, her personality, her feelings, her consciousness, her very sense of self, anything and everything that was her just drained away, out her ass, through the centiprobe and into the clone. The feeling was orgasmic.

Jennifer wasn't cumming, but she may as well have been. Pleasure unlike anything else coursed through them, and she felt what the clone felt and the clone felt what she felt, which caused an intense feedback loop between them.

Jennifer's eyes rolled back all the way into her head and she screamed at the top of her lungs when the climax finally hit her. The pleasure was all-encompassing. Her mind went blank, which only accelerated the mind download and subsequently intensified the pleasure.

And then it was over.

Jennifer panted and shook uncontrollably, sweat dripping all over. She hung there, just trying to gather up the strength to think. Panicked, she went through her memories and to her relief she was still there, whether she was fully here or not she didn't know, but she was still here. She had no idea how long it had lasted but was glad it was over.

"Three thousand nine hundred and ninety six seconds," came a reply from above Jennifer.

Jennifer's eyes flew wide open and shivers ran down her spine as she looked up towards the clone as it looked back at her.

"Three thousand nine hundred and ninety six seconds," it repeated while it sat up. "Or a little over an hour, a fairly quick download for twenty years of life, don't you think?"

"Who are you?" The fear was palpable in Jennifer's voice.

"Me? I'm Jennifer Keller," replied the clone as it sat up, straddling the invisible force that held Jennifer in place, the tube still connecting the two women.

"N-no. No! I'm Jennifer Keller!"

The clone replied with a laugh, as if she had heard a child say something silly. "No, You used to be Jennifer Keller. I'm Jennifer Keller now."

"No! No! No! I'm Jennifer Keller! I'm! Not You! Who are you really?! Where am I?! Why are you doing this?! What is going on here?!" Jennifer screamed in panic.

"What is going on? Shouldn't it be obvious, you have been kidnapped by aliens," answered the clone with a sugary sweet smile. "And as for why...," she glanced back at Jennifer's privates.

As if in response, the centiprobe started to move again, crawling deeper in Jennifer. Jennifer failed to suppress a moan, but managed to stop herself from giving off a second one. Her clone panted lightly, a pleased smile on her face, showing that she too had felt it.

"Looks like we have a little bit of time," she said with a few small moans mixed in. Jennifer stubbornly kept quiet, refusing to make any sound at all. "Many millennia ago some explorers from a very advanced civilization came to Earth, and as they surveyed the planet they found something unexpected, something of great value. Care to guess what it was?"

Jennifer stubbornly refused to answer.

"It was this." As the clone said this, she reached down, through the barrier, and squeezed Jennifer's breasts forcing the heat inside them squirt out of her nipples. Jennifer came hard, causing both her and her clone to moan loudly. Having had release, the pressure in her breasts had subsided somewhat, but not for long before the heat, really an intense arousal, increased in both intensity and pressure, much more than it had been before, and it started to seep out on its own.

Jennifer could only stare bewildered at her breasts when the clone removed her hands. "M-Milk?" she exclaimed in confusion. "They want my milk?"

"That's right," replied the clone as she licked the white liquid from her hands. "Warm, delicious milk. No other animal produces it just like humans." Jennifer tasted the rich, sweet, creaminess of her own milk being transmitted to her from the clone.

"T-That can't be. They must be able to produce m-milk artific--" Jennifer was cut off by a whopping orgasm caused by the tube that joined the two women having become so taut that it now rubbed her hypersensitive clitoris.

Jennifer came again, harder this time, harder than she ever had cum before, harder than she thought was possible, so hard that the force that restrained her had to give way so she wouldn't hurt herself, maintaining only a grip around her arms and lower legs. Jennifer arched and thrust, squirting huge amounts of her womanly fluid into the air. Her sudden movements caused the tube to whip around wildly, making her cum from her ass as well.

Jennifer's mind went blank again in the face of insurmountable pleasure, pleasure that would cause any normal woman to go insane. Jennifer could not see, hear or think, so she didn't notice that her clone was also being held in the same way as she was, as she came from Jennifer's orgasm. The clone covered Jennifer's stomach, breast and face with her pussy juices, and that which did not land on one of the two women, were carefully collected and gathered in the impressively large ball composed of the fluids that had already gushed out of Jennifer.

The climax lasted for around fifteen minutes before it subsided with a final pleasure as the centiprobe was pulled out of the clone. Jennifer fell, unable to keep herself up, but before she had even fallen an inch did the force return and locked her in place again.

"You really do know how to restrain yourself, don't you?" mocked the clone. She was now lying on top of Jennifer, her legs dangling on either side of her and their breasts pressed against each other, her smile showing how much she had enjoyed the ordeal. Jennifer was too spent to notice, but if she had, she would have seen that her breasts were bigger than the clone's, significantly so, as she now had a fine set of G cups.

"But to answer your question, yes, they can easily synthesize breast milk."

"Then why. Why am I here?!!"

"Luxury commodity."

The answer stunned Jennifer. Was that it, was that why she was her? "That cannot be legal?" she pleaded more than asked.

"It isn't." The answer gave Jennifer a glimmer of hope, even if dim. "In fact, the regional authority banned interfering with Earth. But that doesn't stop some people, wealthy, morally flexible people, from really wanting humilk. And where there's a will there's a way. So almost immediately after the ban, this fully automatic facility was put in place, and it has been producing high quality milk machines ever since." Jennifer's heart died but the clone continued with a light laugh. "But truth be told I don't even know if there is anyone out there that is still receiving all these shipments."

"No. No. No. No. Then why continue? Why me? Was I taken just because I have nice tits?"

Another laugh from the clone. "It continues because it continues. It's just that simple. And you weren't chosen because you have nice tits. You have nice tits just because you were chosen."

The clone laughed again as the reality dawned on Jennifer. "That's right. This facility made you. It paired mom and dad together. It installed nanomachines into you. It guided your growth. And now it will collect its perfect heifer."

Jennifer mouthed the word "no" over and over again, she couldn't believe this was true. The clone sat above her looking down, a mocking glee in her eyes.

"I didn't consent to this." Jennifer at last said weakly. At the same time the centiprobe finally stopped crawling, and a taste of something sweet and salty appeared in the back of her mouth.

"Consent?" The clone hopped off Jennifer so that Jennifer's arms moved up until her wrists were in line with her neck. "Does the cow talk about consent when it is bred and milked by the farmer? No. It does whatever the farmer wants, because it knows that this is its role."

"P-please," pleaded Jennifer, her eyes transfixed on a metal colored beam that was slowly descending from the ceiling.

"So why woul--"

"Please! You can have my life! You can have anything! Just please!" screamed Jennifer, desperately trying to escape from the inevitable. The clone glanced at her annoyed that she had been interrupted.

"Anything?"

"Yes! Yes! Anything! Anything you want! I'll do anything! Please just let me go!"

"I don't know. There is one thing. But you may not be willing. It will take your whole life," the clone said like she actually considered it.

"I'm willing! I'll do it! I swear! I'll do anything!" The metal beam locked into another that had come up from below, locking Jennifer's neck and wrists in a metal stock.

The clone smiled pityingly and leaned forward whispering in Jennefer's ear. "Then I want you to be a milk-producing machine forever."

"NOOOO!" The clone laughed at her, laughed that she, even for a moment, thought she could escape her fate. As Jennifer screamed a metal ball flew into her mouth, where it quickly turned into a ring, forcing open her mouth.

The force released her upper body forcing her to hang from the stock as it slowly moved her to a sitting position, and the changed position finally made her aware of her enlarged breasts.

"Wow! Would you look at that!" exclaimed the clone in fake surprise. "They are enormous! How big do you think they are? H cups? I cups? Or maybe even J cups? That's the largest the facility can handle. Congratulations! You must be so happy," the clone mockingly congratulated her.

Her breasts were definitely J cups, or close enough, and despite their new size, they were just as perfectly round and firm as they had always been, without even the smallest amount of sag.

As Jennifer rose, milk began to flow out of her nipples and down along her stomach. Jennifer's gaze fell on her perfect vargina, her once cute little pink clitoris had now swollen up to the size of a walnut and taken on a dark purple hue. Her slit now gaped open like a hungry maw prepared to devour even the most monstrous of dicks. And her lovely juices spilling out, floated away into a large ball of liquids which the centiprobe drank from greedily.

Jennifer's eyes widened when she realized that the taste in her mouth was in fact the taste of her own fluids, transmitted back to her through the centiprobe. The ball kept shrinking quickly, as the arthropod-like probe drank from it. Jennifer couldn't help but wonder how big it had been originally, how much juice she actually spilled.

The clone seems to be able to guess what Jennifer was thinking. "Almost a gallon now, not that it matters, it gets recycled anyway." Jennifer turned her head and looked at her clone, despair covering her face.

"Didn't you realize that either?" the clone said mockingly as her original finally stood.

"You are going to space, where recycling is the be-all and end-all after all. And this little fellow is gonna do it for you. Well, he is gonna do a little more than that actually.," the clone continued while metallic shackles emerged from the floor encasing Jennifer's lower legs.

"It will supply you with nourishment, hormones, drugs and all the while recycle your waste for you. It will even supply you with oxygen."

The centiprobe was now done sucking up the ball and was now happily lapping up the mixture of juices, milk and drool that ran down her thigh. The flavors hit her all at once, not as a blend, but as three distinct flavors, by three different tongues. There were the taste of her womanhood, salty and slightly sweet with a hint of bitterness, the sourness of her own saliva, like a deep passionate kiss, and then there was the sucking off her breasts, the milk, its warm creamy texture, its full rich sweetness, its gentle perfection.

The stock floated in the air holding her up and forcing her to walk forward. Jennifer staggered forward, not wanting her thighs to touch the centiprobe where it worked, a near impossibility.

As Jennifer walked into the dark unknown her clone came up to her and hugged her from behind, gently like a lover, pressing her perfect D tits against Jenifer's back and her and her pussy against Jennifer's ass, leaving a wet mark. The clone tenderly squeeze Jenifer's overinflated breasts, which caused her to climax from them as a torrent of milk squirted out, most of which floated down to the centiprobe but a little bit the clone took and drank.

"You know, I'm half jealous of you," she whispered to Jennifer, a frightening sincerity having replaced the mockery in her voice. "But I am wholly thankful for your life that I have received." Jennifer tried to protest, to beg, to do anything to stop this nightmare, but all she could do was make some unintelligible sounds.

"I will live it to its fullest, I promise. So, try to embrace what you were made to be.Okay?." She released Jennifer and took a couple steps back. Jennifer glanced over her shoulder as best she could.