It was the year 2025. Humanity just got hit with a virus that made almost all men in the world sterile. Humanity became desperate and began testing every man once they hit 18 to see if they could have kids. If they were able to, they were put into a program. There they would be *milked* by women of all their cum. To help ensure that humanity survived.
Ellen, a 40 year old mother of two, was in this program to milk men. She was a beautiful woman who always turned heads. She had long, curly blonde hair with blue eyes. She had 36C tits. She worked out every day and had a tight figure. She could pass for being 30. Having two kids did nothing to her body as she shook off the weight and always stayed skinny.
She was a stay-at-home mother for 20 years. When the virus hit, however, she felt that she needed to do something to help the world. She signed up for the program, unsure of what she will be doing in it. Her younger sister, Samantha, signed up with her. Samantha was a bit shorter and a little heavier than her sister. She however was gifted with 36DD tits. She didn't work out like Ellen but was still in shape. She still turned many heads.
Both women were surprised to see that the program was run by all women. Not a male in sight. They were even more surprised when they were assigned to the milking department. They both found out early at how much they liked it. They both worked the same time Monday through Friday. They were already close sisters, but the program brought them closer.
They have been working there for two years now as they are very good at their job. They enjoyed working on it. After two years they have seen every shape and size of cock. They saw a wide range of ages as well between 18-60 year-old men. They have had all races. The woman can use anything they want to make the men cum If it gets results.
It was late Monday at the end of Ellen's shift. She was just finishing up milking the fifth load out of her client that day. She smiled at the glass she held in her hand. It was about half full with cum as she handed it over to a coworker to store it. Today is her client's last day as once a man hits 61, he is retired from the program. She looked forward to having a new client.
She went into the break room to see several of her coworkers. They were all chatting about work. Comparing notes and such. She went over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. She took a sip as she listened to her coworkers. There was a new line of men coming in tomorrow. Many of the women were excited about it. When new men joined the program, it meant they were young men.
"Aww, fresh meat tomorrow, ladies!"
One coworker shouted as they all kind of cheered to it. They laughed at it after. She leaned up against one of the tables as she saw her sister walk in. She could see Samantha was covered in sweat and was breathing heavily as she just got done working.
"Tough day sis?"
Ellen asked her as she offered her water to her younger sister. Samantha took it and drank the whole thing.
"Yeah, he was a tough one."
They both smiled to each other at that. They sometimes enjoyed the tough ones. Some men try to last as long as they can. It was a sense of pride. Others didn't, as they knew they would be getting milked multiple times a day every day.
"You hear at all about the new meat coming in tomorrow?"
Ellen asked her sister. Samantha went to the fridge and grabbed another bottle of water. She drank some of it before answering.
"Yes, I did. I look forward to it. I hope I get someone good this time. I hope you do too."
Samantha said looking up at her sister. She knew that Ellen's last client wasn't very good. Some men need to learn what a shower or a bath is. She was broken from her thoughts as she heard her bosses booming voice fill the room.
"Alright, ladies! Everyone will be getting a new client tomorrow. I will be picking them at random like always. Even I don't know who you will be getting. Make sure to make them feel welcome.
The woman cheered to this as they all left for the day. The two sisters walked out together. They were both talking about what kind of man they wanted for their next client.
"I just hope he isn't some jackass is all I'm hoping for. I'm sure you're hoping it's a guy that takes a shower more than once a month huh?
Samantha said as she took her car keys out of her purse. Ellen laughed to her sister's words. Ellen has had some bad luck as of late with clients. The past three haven't been great. She did hope it was a guy that at least bathed. She also has had some that were very small. So small in fact she could only use two fingers on them to milk them. Her holes were out of the question as they could barely get inside her.
"I want someone hung and thick as well."
Ellen said answering her sister. Samantha looked over at her. She was shocked by her answer. Ellen has never been a size Queen like Samantha. She always wanted an average guy. Which is what her husband was for sure. Samantha didn't care much for Ellen's husband. He is kind of like a D-bag a lot of the time. She has also heard what he is like in the bedroom. Ellen wouldn't admit it but her husband Ben wasn't good in bed.
He couldn't last more than 5 minutes ever. He was only around 4 inches at his very best. He only ever wanted to do one position in the dark. Samantha knew all of this as she loved to mock Ben behind his back. She never understood why Ellen stayed with him? He was a good father to their kids she wouldn't deny that. However, he clearly wasn't satisfying Ellen at all. Ellen always said that he respected her and was a good father and husband. That was enough for her. Samantha didn't think it was, however. She might be single. But she would at the very least want a husband that is a good fuck.
"Really? So, what brought that on?"
Samantha asked her sister. Curious to hear her answer and the reasoning behind it.
"I just want something different. All my clients have been on the smaller side. I want to see what it is like to milk a big one."
Ellen said with a slight smile on her face. Samantha was proud of her sister. To finally be adventuring out a little bit. She hoped her sister got a good one tomorrow.
Ellen arrived home to see everyone else was already back home from work or school. She walked inside to hear the living room Tv was on. She knew it was her husband as she walked past it to start dinner. She always made sure she was home to make dinner for them. They were all so useless when it came to that. Her husband could barely make toast without setting a fire. Her daughter Chloe came walking in carrying an empty glass.
"Hello, mother."
Chloe said to her as she walked over to the sink to refill her glass. Chloe was 20 and Ellen's first child. Chloe looked like her mother at that age. She was a bit skinnier and has smaller breasts at 30B size. She was very popular in high school. She stayed out of trouble and only had sex once. She just wanted to wait for the right guy and wish she had saved herself.
"Hello, dear. How was your day?"
Ellen asked her as she was chopping up some food. Chloe took a sip of water before answering.
"Boring but glad to be done with the semester. I can finally work on my tan."
Ellen laughed at her words as her daughter left the kitchen. She was glad her daughter chose a close college and stayed home and just drove to it. She wasn't ready yet for her kids to leave home. It was a few minutes later when she heard familiar footsteps. Right on time she thought.
