Mary the Milmaid

Continued from part 4. It is recommended to read the previous parts to understand the evolution of our young Hucow. Comments and suggestions are welcome!

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Chapter 01 : A fateful day

Mary was exhausted after her twenty laps underwater. Her breasts were full and aching for release. She glanced at her reflection, streaks of white milk like smoke were rising up from her nipples or more accurately "udders". Her anus had tightened a bit by now, but it was still open. A faint streak of dark green poop rose from it like smoke. She took a deep breath and sighed.

Unknown to her, she was directly staring at her future master, Dr. Willams' chief sponsor for the Milkmaid project.

"I need milking. It hurts," she said.

"OK, Mary, sending down the Milkers now," said Sheldon.

She looked up as the Milkers were lowered down. Mary grabbed them and attached them to her breasts. It was instant relief as they began their rhythmic sucking. She assisted the process by squeezing and massaging her breasts while moaning in pleasure.

The salinity of the pool was increased, and Mary's feet left the bottom as she floated upwards. The density of the water was adjusted so she floated right in the middle. Weightless, free of all troubles.

She soon felt drowsy and fell into a dreamless sleep. She woke 12 hours later, already hooked upto the Milker, her vaginal and anal vibrators gently humming away, Chen was massaging in Bio serum to prevent stretch marks, it was cool and soothing, she felt pampered and ready for a new day!

Chapter 02 : His lordship

Mary was excused from her morning station at the buffet area and asked to report to Dr. Willams' study.

She zoomed into the room to find Dr.Willams, Ms.Newton and a stranger, immaculately dressed in an expensive suit, probably in his late 50's, he was tall, dark and handsome. He smiled and Mary swooned.

"Mary, let me introduce you to my dear friend Lord Sebastian Ashford," said Willams.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mary," said Ashford, walking towards the milkmaid and bending down to kiss her hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, um.. your lordship," she said, not quite sure how to address this charming newcomer.

The stranger continued, "Please call me Sebastian. I'm here at Dr.Willams' request. We need to talk."

"Umm, Okay, Sebastian," said Mary, blushing. She noticed her new visitor was scanning every inch of her naked body.

Sebastian pulled a chair next to her and sat down, looking deep into her eyes and said,

"How are you feeling Mary? How has the past two months been? I hope Dr. Willams is treating you well."

"It's been great. Everyone's been so supportive. I was really scared at first about how the guests and staff would accept me. But everyone's been so kind and accepting," she said brightly.

"Is there anything in the setup you'd like to change?" he asked.

Mary said, "Well, my vagina and butt itch a lot. I wish there was something to help me there. It sometimes puts me on edge. I wish there was more movement in the probes, you know, in and out instead of only vibrations and shocks. It'd be great if I had more time between changing Oxygen tanks."

"Well, I suppose you can't wait to get free of this and go back to your old self," said Sebastian.

After a moment of silence, Mary responded shyly, "Mmmm........I think I'd actually miss this. I can't say I don't miss home, but these past two months have been the most exiting I've ever had!"

"What's the best part of all of this Mary?" asked his Lordship.

Mary was blushing and said,

"Being milked of course. The feeling of relief I get after being full and aching is just beyond words. That coupled with the rewards I get are just great. Its also really challenging to keep my focus and do my customer relations and grievance handling work while being milked and fucked, but at the same time its so rewarding and satisfying that I can manage to do it."

"If we were to offer you a permanent job as Milkmaid here, would you take it?" he asked.

"Oh, I would, but I have to finish college first," Mary said, a bit sad.

"We can arrange for you to graduate in abstentia, what you've accomplished here is nothing compared to what your batchmates have done!" said Dr.Willams.

"Really?" Mary was intrigued.

"Oh yes, don't you worry about that. But there is something far more serious we need to discuss," said the doctor.

Chapter 02: A terrible mistake

Dr. Willams began,

"Mary, as you know, you have one month more to go. The plan was that your body needs to return back to where you were before the trials."

"Yes doctor, I'm supposed to be weaned off medication next week onwards and I hope you can fix my butthole and Oxygen dependency by the end of the month," said the girl.

"Your anus can be surgically tightened and the difficulty in breathing is due to mostly your abnormal breasts and strain on your diaphragm and chest. Both are reversible," said Willams.

He paused for a few seconds before continuing,

"But we've experienced an unexpected complication with you Mary, please don't panic. But you have been off medication since a month now."

"What? I..I don't understand, what do you mean? I've grown so much in the past two weeks!" exclaimed the poor girl in panic. Surely, this must be a joke.

"Your growth and milk production is unlike anything we experienced before, we saw it might be potentially harmful to you and stopped your medication. But Mary, your body continued producing hormones and enzymes increasing your milk production on its own. We can't stop it," said Dr.Willams.

The poor girl was now in panic and cried, "I have to go home next month!"

"We know, we never anticipated your body would react to the treatment the way it did. We had human trials before, even Ms. Netwton here," gestured Dr.Willams, "As you see, she's quite normal".

"Your body has taken on the role of milk production by itself and releasing excessive amounts of Prolactin. Your Pituitary gland is working in overdrive. We have noticed you haven't menstruated recently as well. This too is a result of excessive Prolactin hormones," continued the doctor to the utter dismay of the young girl.

Mary was in tears. This was all so confusing. Was she stuck like this forever?

"What have you done to me?" she wailed.

"How can I go home? How can I face my parents?" she cried, tears streamed down her cheeks, her body quivering and squirming against her bonds.

"MILKMAID MARY, HEARTRATE INCREASING, DISTRESS DETECTED. SEXUAL AROUSAL 40%" Announced the Milker's computer, alarms went off.

"CALMING PROTOCOL INITIATED. INJECTING MUSCLE RELAXANTS," announced the Milker's computer.

"NONONO........STOP! DON'T YOU DARE!" yelled Mary to the computer, to no avail. She felt her body relax and her breathing became normal.

"Mary, we can reverse this. But it requires some invasive procedures," said Ms. Newton, squatting down to Mary's eye level and caressing her bald head.

"Wha, what do you mean invasive?" the girl asked between sobs.

"Firstly, we need to remove the glands responsible for lactation. Your Pituitary gland and breasts. Next, we shall perform reconstructive surgery on your breasts and liposuction on your abdomen and lower body combined with skin tightening and a period of rehabilitation. You'll be looking and feeling better than new!"

"Remove my breasts?" Mary was in shock. She couldn't believe her ears.

"My dear, you must be worried about your Pituitary gland more than your breasts," said Dr. Willams.

"Please be quiet," snapped Ms. Newton.

Dr. Willams continued, "You'll have to rely on external hormones for the rest of your life but we'll take care of you. As your contract clearly mentions, all medical expenses resulting from complications of the trials are covered for life. As for your breasts, they shall be reconstructed to perfection. No one will know the difference."

"But, they won't work would they? I mean, they won't make milk?" asked the poor Milkmaid.

"I'm afraid not my child, but we'll try our best to retain sensation in the nipples," said the doctor.

"You'll be compensated handsomely Mary, Five million dollars in cash and a 1% stake in the business," said Ashford.

Mary couldn't care less. The thought of never feeling the exquisite relief of being milked was too terrible to bare.

"NOOOOOOO, NOO,,,,, I can't loose my breasts!" wailed Mary.

"You can't live like this forever Mary. We need to correct this, before it's too late," said Ms. Newton gently.

"What do you mean, TOO LATE?" asked the sobbing Milkmaid.

"The longer you stay in this position, the difficult it becomes to reverse it. Think, even now, you're so dependent on the machine to breathe. You're addicted to the sexual stimulation. The abnormal growth of your breasts and hormone imbalances put you at a higher risk of developing breast and ovarian cancer in the future. On top of that, the strain on your spine and internal organs is too much Mary," said Ms. Newton, rubbing Mary's shoulder affectionately.

"What if I don't want to change? What if I'd rather stay like this than lose my breasts?" she said looking up at them.

Lord Ashford now interjected. He was calm and affectionate as he spoke to her,

"My child, you're just 19, you have your whole life ahead of you. We'll take care of all your medical expenses for the reversal and pay you a hefty compensation, you'll be setup for life. You can have a good education, career, family, travel, have fun. Why risk your life and health for a life of a milkmaid? We have the best reconstructive surgeons in the world, no one will every know your breasts were removed or body altered."

"NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOO!" she screamed and spun on the spot and sped away as fast as she could out of the room. Ms. Newton ran after her. Dr.Willams and Sebastian watched on.

"Well, that went down well...," sighed Dr.Willams.

Sebastian just chuckled.

To be continued...