Chapter 3: Arrival
Kelly was awake several hours later, getting ready for the day, if you could call it that. When there's no actual time zone or orbit, you rely pretty much on intuition and instruments. According to said instruments, the "time" was around 8 A.M. There was much to do, most importantly, make her report to her superiors back at the farm. She grabbed a quick breakfast, dressed in the top of her uniform (Being that she would be sitting at a desk, there was no point putting bottoms on), and pushed the sequence of keys on her desks computer to initiate the video chat. "Sheesh," she thought "You'd think there would be something more advanced than Skype, or whatever it's called on Earth. Hell, we're only two thousand years more advance than them technologically."
The screen lit up then to an office that obviously belonged to someone in power. Spacious, with a massive wooden desk in the center, sofa to the side, and the rest of the room wrapped in full bookcases and thick carpet on the floor, it belonged to the Chief of Acquisitions, Chief Linda A. Porter. Kelly could see that her boss was in her usual work attire: Blue overalls with a white undershirt stretched thin over her impressive rack, jet black hair pulled back into a loose pony tail, her usual not-quite-mean-but-not-quite-friendly smile on her neon pink lips.
"You know, for someone as high up as you are, you really know how to dress down, boss."
"For as long as you've known me, Kelly, how many shits have I given about appearance? Everyone from top of the top, to lowest of low, knows I'm hands down the best at what I do, and if anybody wants to say something, I daresay I welcome the challenge. Now, how's our newest little package?"
Kelly had to choke back laughter, thinking of the rookie assistant who challenged her boss' position last time. The poor girl was taken right afterwards to the R&D department to undergo experimental treatment for increased milk production. The results were impressive, for lack of a better word. The girl, whose name had been Sarah, became a cowgirl like no other; her breasts grew to immeasurable size, closely resembling beanbag chairs, while her nipples elongated into small udders, forever needing to be milked. At the same time, her cock had grown to cartoonish proportions, now the size of the average persons' leg from the knee up, while her balls inflated to look like two cantaloupes stuffed in a skin colored grocery bag. Custom equipment was made for her; due to her massive new endowments, the biggest extractors were puny in comparison. She was set up in her own booth, to have her assets sucked and milked until it was decided she had learned her lesson. Of course, that was ten years ago, and since then, she had grown to completely enjoy her new life as a cowgirl and fucktoy.
The chief was looking at her subordinate with a knowing grin, finally saying "Well?"
"Right," Kelly said, getting back on subject, "the newest cowgirl is developing perfectly, Chief. Since acquisition, everything has been going like clockwork. Her body is developing perfectly, leaving me to work on her behavior and mental conditioning for the next session or two. By the time we arrive, she'll be just right for her new life."
"Good, Lieutenant Kelly, I knew I could count on you. You're ETA is three days from now, at which point the new cowgirl will be placed in her new quarters. Until then, take care of our new moneymaker and continue with her training."
"Thank you ma'am, I will follow my orders with pleasure and joy. Lieutenant Kelly Bancroft, out."
With that, the screen went blank, and Kelly was left alone once again to her duties. She backed away from her desk, cock now fully erect from thinking about the cowgirl formerly known as Sarah, and decided to indulge a little bit. She stripped out of her work shirt, completely naked once again, and made her way past the sleeping Karla to the milking parlor. She grabbed the extractor off of its holding place, removed the collection tube, turned it on, and went through the settings to find what she was looking for: Timed run.
"Hmm, let's see, half an hour should be a fine amount of time...eh, maybe 45 minutes instead, I have been a good girl after all?" she muttered to herself taking a seat. She promptly slid her mechanical little helper into position on her turgid cock and hit the start button, sinking into the chair as her cock was expertly manipulated. "Ooh yeah, that's nice! Ahh, omigod...ffffuck...AAHH!"
Her legs shook nonstop, back arching, as her cock let loose its first load of the day. Because the end had been opened, the hot cum that would have been collected and stored instead shot out of the open end to cover her upper body and legs. This played right into her cum fetish. Her hands reached out to twist her erect nipples, sucking her lower lip in to stifle a shriek of pleasure. Meanwhile, the extractor hummed along at a leisurely pace, and over the next 40 minutes, brought 3 more orgasms to the beautiful dickgirl. At 44 minutes, though, the machine kicked into high gear, programmed to end every timed session with orgasm. Kelly was running her hands up and down her body, mouth gaping open as her eyes squinted shut. She could see the machines display had pulled up a timer that was counting down from 5...4...3...2...1...
"NGH...AAAAHHHH!!!!" Kelly's entire body was lurching and jumping around in the chair, mind numbed by the feeling of her balls being drained dry by the wonderful technology she was currently humping. For the next five minutes, all she could do was lie there, gasping for breath, and enjoy the afterglow. Eventually, her strength returned enough for her to remove her toy with one last shudder of pleasure and make her way to the showers.
Meanwhile, Karla was waking up to her full melons aching for release. Without thinking, her hands went to pinch and pull her sensitive nipples, gasping at the sensation. In turn, this triggered a rush of pleasure to her now hard cock and soaking pussy. Her hand reached down to slowly start jacking off, already knowing the trouble she was getting herself in, but not caring because it just felt so good! Due to the drugged butt plug from the previous day, her perfectly curved ass felt empty. She needed something to fill it, something to fill both her holes!
As if on cue, she looked to the small nightstand that was built it to the side of the bed. Sitting there were two sizable vibrators. Without thinking, she grabbed the smaller one and pressed it slowly into her bum, moaning in raw lust as inch after inch was inserted, then turned it on. Her eyes shot open as the uncrossable edge that seemed so far away a minute ago was now seconds away. Karla's body was bucking uncontrollably, but her hand was reaching for the bigger vibrator against her own volition. It's like her body was on autopilot. Her rouge hand turned the vibrator on to its highest setting and shoved the whole thing into Karla's dripping snatch in one thrust.
"OOOoohhh FUCK ME! *gasp* Gotta cum! MMmmm so full, feels so good! Unh...take me, fill me, fuck me, use me!" She babbled, turning over so that she could present her ass to her fantasy lovers. Her legs and ass were shaking sporadically from the amazing pleasure in her crotch, she buried her face in the sweat soaked pillow and screamed from the most painful pleasure.
Kelly had been standing outside her door the entire time, listening in. She chose then to walk in, cock harder than stone, to say: "Looks like someone got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Remember the rules?" Kelly grabbed the writhing girl and pulled her up to a kneeling position, which put her cock at mouth level. "Suck." And Karla did just that, swallowing down as much as she could, her hands wrapping around the rest. They were soon both moaning in ecstasy, and after a couple of minutes of one of the best blowjobs Kelly could remember getting, she filled her cowgirls mouth up with delicious cum, who gulped down as much of it as she could, only letting a small amount leak out to land on her luscious jugs, which was rapidly rubbed in to the soft flesh.
"Oh master, that was delicious! I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself, it felt soooo good!"
"Did it now, slut? Well then, looks like we should do something, huh? Stand up."
Karla did as she was told, and waited patiently for her master to leash her up and take her down the hall. She was led past the milking parlor and mess hall, all the way to a yellow door with a red X on it. Across the middle was a sign reading Re-Adjustment. They walked into the room slowly, waiting for the lights to activate. In the center of the room was what might have resembled a workout bench, if it didn't have so many straps around it. Karla was led to this monstrosity, naturally, and unleashed by Kelly.
"Lie down on your belly and place your arms and legs on the pads."
Karla did as she was told, getting herself into position quickly. No sooner had she gotten her limbs in the appropriate space, thick straps wrapped themselves around them, locking her in tight. Kelly walked over to a small holographic terminal in the corner and began typing.
