After Eve's adventure with the drone, she went to sleep easily that night. Not as easily as her exhaustion made her think she would. Her mind was racing with ideas about how she might get fucked in the future, her newly deflowered holes eager for more.

The cleanup was interesting. While Eve has used toys before, she's never accidentally pissed herself, or squirted nearly so much. It took forever to clean all of her slick off of her scales, she felt like she was pushing it out of her for ages before she was empty. Eve had to jerk off again after, her ass squishing together made her unreasonably hard.

Her chest stopped leaking milk soon after her time with the drone, which she had mixed feelings on. While it's nice that she doesn't have to deal with any potential messes, she rather liked the feeling of her breasts dripping. Something about her nipples beading with cream was really arousing to her.

In the end, she slept soundly. She jerked off another time before laying down for good, her body excited beyond reason. Eve's dreams were as expected, vaguely horny and bizarre, and the moment she woke up they slipped away from her, which is fine. She didn't have time to think about them anyway, because Eve woke tied up in a place she didn't recognize.

Her arms are up behind her and she's facing an odd bowl, the center of it cut out and leading into the floor. She can't see very far into it, darkness swallowing up whatever might be beneath it. Eve looks at the rest of the room she's in. she's in some type of laboratory perhaps, but she gets the feeling that whoever designed it had perhaps never needed to use it. It's laid out in an odd and winding manner, various counters and machines placed in ways that don't seem practical.

She's naked, also. Her tail has been tied to her thigh with multiple bands, probably some type of leather. Her breasts are tied in some harness, holding plastic cups attached to her. Black cords hang from them, leading into a box on the ground. When Eve moves her chest is tugged on, some light suction apparently keeping the cups tight to her scales.

Her chest feels tender, probably from blood being pulled to them by the vacuum applied to her tits. Eve can see small pearls of milk dripping from her nipples through the slightly cloudy plastic. She's kind of getting an idea of what she's been kidnapped for.

Something hums mechanically behind her. She can't turn her head enough to see, but a long metal rod presses easily into her still slightly loose hole. It's definitely uncomfortable, and Eve wriggles as it bottom out in her. It's blessedly slick, some type of thick, cold lubricant applied to the length of it. The machine rumbles and Eve thrashes as some type of fluid pours into her asshole.

Unlike the metal itself, the liquid pouring into her is warm. Her belly begins to cramp as her guts are filled. The heat is nearly soothing, but her bowels were not meant to be filled with that much. She can feel her belly bloating, Eve looks down and her stomach is definitely larger. She's always enjoyed how pleasantly round her middle was, but watching it expand before her eyes is unsettling.

The machine's humming stops and it withdraws. Eve instinctively clamps down, holding the liquid in her. Some of it still drips out, running down her thigh.

She should just push it out of her. Her tummy hurts, intestines protesting what must be liters of fluid in her guts. Eve tries and then stops, her brain screaming that she's shitting herself. She can feel her cunt dripping regardless, the cold air making the heat in her cunt obvious.

Eve grunts as she wiggles in her restraints, hoping that she'll break her way through metal somehow. Her arms feel numb, they're suspended above her heart, meaning that the blood is running out of them. She can't move her legs much, a spreader bar keeps her stance wide.

A noise comes from the bowl in front of her, and Eve watches as some odd tube approaches her mouth. It presses against her lips but she keeps them firmly shut. She has a weak gag reflex. The tube continues to push against her, and then a strong suction is applied to her chest. The surprise makes Eve gasp, which the tube uses to thrust deep into her mouth.

Eve panics, tugging her head back as far as she can. She then realizes the horrible nausea of throwing up isn't washing over her, her stomach blissfully calm. As calm as it can feel with the cramps still running through her, at least. The tube is hollow and doesn't cover her trachea, meaning she can breathe. It's really fucking weird to inhale through a tube, but at least she isn't suffocating.

The sucking on her breasts continues. She can't look down now, not with the rod in her throat, but she's certain the warmth she's feeling is milk being pulled from her. The box on the floor buzzes as it milks her, collecting it in some chamber.

The machine behind her rumbles again and Eve jumps as it pushes into her asshole, even more liquid pouring into her. She's not sure how much more of this she can take. She curls in on herself, trying to calm her bowels as they're flooded. Her cunt is throbbing with arousal now, the constant anal stimulation of so much fluid in her turning her on regardless of the pain.

Her stomach feels odd, and then Eve experiences the horrible feeling of liquid rushing out of her throat. It's nearly like throwing up, if it weren't for her experiencing not even a bit of that kind of nausea. It's white, Eve can't taste it past the tube in her throat. She has no idea what it is.

The tube slipped deeper while she was processing the feeling in her tummy, she realizes while trying to inhale. It means she's not choking on the liquid pushed through her stomach, but it also means she can't breathe at all.

Eve wiggles a bit, urging the flow to stop. It pours unceasing from her body. She thrashes as her chest grows tight, body asking, then pleading for a breath. She begins to shake, panicking as she sucks in as hard as she can to no avail. Eve grinds her teeth against the metal in her mouth, biting down hard as she tries to get any air she can.

The pressure on her insides and the terror of suffocating makes Eve piss herself as she wrenches her body in her restraints. Her asshole clenches, the pain in her guts doubling as her body tenses. Eve's tail slaps against her ankle, jerking in its bindings as she struggles. She screams around the tube, growing desperate.

The machine behind her pulls out and then the tube inches out of her throat. Eve gasps before coughing. She chokes on the fluid still running from her but at least she can get air now. She continues to shake, the tube pulling all the way out of her mouth. It tastes sweet. She thinks it's milk. Eve gags again at the remembered feeling of the tube and she spits what's in her mouth into the bowl.

She's still breathing hard, her body heaving as it tries to get everything back in order. Her jaw hurts from how hard she was clenching it against the tube and her head feels light. Eve's hands clench and unclench against the bar they're tied to. She's uneasy now.

Obviously she's being milked and molested against her will, which is bad, but whatever's keeping her here also doesn't seem too fussed about whether she's in pain, or in danger. Her stomach is still rolling in fear and nausea. Her knees feel numb and her tail flicks as much as it can in its restraints.

The box is still milking her, her chest feeling a bit sore from the extended suction. She coughs again and cringes as she feels milk squirt from her ass. At least suffocating made her forget about her belly for a bit. Ugh.

Something rattles behind her and Eve grunts as she feels things push into her pussy and ass. They're hollow, she realizes, because she can feel milk rushing out of her guts through it. The tubes begin to fuck her, making her whine as she hears and feels the milk sloshing out of her, splattering onto the ground behind her.

She tries to pull away from the things penetrating her, but she can only get so far forward, and they don't seem to penetrate her any less regardless. Her body's been on edge for ages, and Eve moans as she's fucked into a weak orgasm, shivering as her holes clench around whatever's raping her.

The things in her each seem to have their own pace, slick and milk squelching out from her as they pound her. She feels disgusted and embarrassed by the sounds. She can't stop drooling, her saliva in overdrive from having that tube in her mouth for so long.

Eve can only stand there and take it, time creeping by too slowly for her to bear. Her tits hurt, they seem flushed and swollen when she peeks down, and her holes hurt, the tubes fucking her not slowing a bit. They aren't going particularly fast, but they're rather thick and they're insistent in their pace. She grunts whenever they sync up, stuffing her simultaneously.

Her belly doesn't hurt as much at least, most of the milk in her has been fucked from her hole. She feels loose and wet. Each time the thing in her ass plunges into her, her ass slurps grossly. She grips the bar above her tightly, waiting for it to stop. She's growing restless, any possible pleasure she could've had snuffed by nearly suffocating earlier.

The fucking speeds up, and Eve writhes as she's forced to pant. The friction in her holes in unbearable, she can feel her pelvis growing tight again, and she whimpers as she cums again, drawing herself in as tight as she can. Her hips buck against her will as she feels her clit throb and twitch. As her orgasm dies down, the things fucking her pound her even harder.

She can't think at this point, sore and uncomfortable with nothing to distract her. Eve stares at the bowl in front of her, daring the tube to come out again. It doesn't, and finally the tubes in her cease their pounding and apparently fall to the floor, clattering on the metal. The box milking her stops its humming and at last leaves her poor chest alone, the suction releasing entirely and the cups fall off of her.

She's exhausted and upset, her head hurts, and she's still tied up. She tries to pull herself up with her arms but the angle is too uncomfortable and she leaves herself suspended as she was. Eve wiggles her fingers, just to make sure they're still there.

She can feel her holes gaping, her ass is still wide open and leaking milk. Her cunt feels sloppy, slick trailing down her thighs. At least she's not bound with her legs close together, or it'd dry all over her and leave her feeling sticky. Eve waits for something to happen.