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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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 t