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A Very Modern Dairy

By Victor Ramierez

 

Based on an idea by Sonadora33

 

It all started in the late 21st century, it was just one meteor, a small rock, uninteresting by normal standards, but it became known as the single most important event possibly in all human history.

Soon after the meteor touched down, the sickness came and began to spread, it was all over the world in days, and then the deaths started. One by one, the men died. They would struggle with this almost flu-like virus and then they would drop dead. Every now and then however, one would survive. The occasional man would fight the virus off and would emerge stronger and more intelligent than they had been before. Almost as if the brush with death had clarified things for them, put their lives into sharp focus and they could then see all their mistakes and what they needed to do to correct things.

Within a year the world's population had been decimated, only around one in twenty of the men and boys survived, the Women were untouched, or so they thought. It was only later on after years of the virus' effect did they realise that it was slowly making some women sterile, after years of exposure they would then no longer be able to have any more children, this led women to have their children early in case they would not be able to have any later on.

Along their journey of discovery in the years after infection, it also came to light that the humans were not the only species on which the virus had an effect, all species were changed in some way, some imperceptibly, others, like the dairy cattle, were more obvious. From that moment onwards, dairy milk became toxic to humans, leaving the dairy industry of the world closed for business.

The population also had another concern, with so few men, how would they continue to breed. The geneticists stepped in and using dna technology they managed to fertilise the eggs of single women, giving them the children they so desperately wanted. However, again, they had not reckoned on the effects of the virus. These ivf children were not quite right, somehow their dna had been altered and so the children produced were genetic mutations, they looked normal but they did not have normal brain function. They could survive as low level members of the community, menial workers, and the ones who demonstrated enhanced strength and aggression were put to work as infantry soldiers if a war ever came.

They often wondered if the meteor was an attack, perhaps there was an alien invasion coming once they'd been softened up by the virus, or was it just a freak accident of nature. Four generations later and they still did not know the answer, as nothing else ever came.

So on humanity sailed, more and more women were born, and fewer men, perhaps one in twenty was being generous, but men had become quite a rare commodity.

 

Gerald Worthington was a wealthy man, most of the men were wealthy these days, his came from his family and from donations, gifts from benefactors. When Gerald had been a young man just starting his career, he had caught the eye of the CEO of the bank he had just started to work for. She sized him up and immediately she called him to her office, she wanted children and she was prepared to negotiate on terms. Gerald was not expected to be involved in their future, he was just a donor, as was often the case in this day and age, after all there was no way the small population of men could be expected to be involved in the lives of all the children they had fathered. Gerald would be well paid and have many perks that went along with being the father to the CEO's children.

So on his first day at the office, Gerald found himself fucking his very wealthy boss over her antique mahogany desk. She was a business woman and didn't have time to mess around with IVF clinics and the like, so she saw no reason she why couldn't just get it straight from the source, and if they had a good time as well whilst doing it then all the better.

 

Gerald rose quickly through the ranks, and by the time he had given the CEO her third baby he was poised to take her job.

Now, years later, Gerald ran the bank, or at least his staff of underlings did, and he afforded the bank the prestige of having one of the smartest men on the planet in charge of their company. It looked good for the shareholders, and Gerald didn't really have to do anything but show up. Even still Gerald did his best to perform his duties to the utmost of his abilities.

 

Gerald and his wife Suzanne slid smoothly from the opening of the robotically controlled car, their bags were effortlessly lifted and placed at their front door by the force field technology projected from the vehicle, and then the car smoothly rose up from the road surface and glided away down the street.

Gerald and Suzanne were returning home from a weeklong holiday at their holiday house in Africa. They had holiday homes on every continent, as most CEOs did, and had spent a quiet few days being shown the historic sites of the ancient villages where people had lived in the days before virus, now abandoned, the women having been moved decades ago into encampments or super villages, to try and retain some measure of their lifestyle and culture.

They had finished their time away with a safari through the nature reserve, observing the animals of the wild savannahs of the continent, watching in awe as the mutated Rhino species, the Croco-rhino, with it's rows and rows of razor sharp teeth and layers of crocodile-like skin over a Rhino's body, playfully flirted with their safari wagon. Croco-rhinos were known for their strange affection towards safari wagons, and as long as no one was stupid enough to exit the vehicle and become lunch, everyone was perfectly safe as the killing machine cooed and nuzzled at the steel secure frame around the front of the vehicle. Eventually they had left the forlorn beast as it howled for its lost love and had then returned home on the company's super sonic continent hopper, GFC 2.

Their daughters Lisa and Teysa had stayed at home, they were on a visit home from their college in England, and they really wanted to just hang around at home and catch up with any of their friends who might call home for the holidays too.

Gerald was a fit, intelligent man. He was toned and tanned from a mixture of workouts and genetic retraining of his body, and recently he had had them increase his skin colour to give himself a nice tan. His brown hair was thick and currently frozen in a modern style, he ran his hand through his hair as he watched his beautiful wife walk up the stairs to their front door, her shapely arse wiggled in her tight pants as she walked, sending a wave of lust through him.

Gerald liked to be up to date, he used the latest hair manipulation techniques to keep it looking its best and in the most modern business style at all times. His clothing was first class, and he always looked like he had just stepped out of an Italian fashion house.

The Worthingtons lived on residential island 4, known as Amazonia. These residential islands had been built as a way to distinguish between the merely wealthy and those who really had some money. They had lived here for around 5 years now, having moved up from Britannic, Island 6 when Gerald had become CEO.

Their house here was twice the size of the old one on 6 and they enjoyed having people over to show off their palatial home.

Gerald had even included his favourite anachronism in the design of the house; it had a garage for a road car. Pressing the button on his platinum plated watch, Gerald watched in satisfaction as the door slid open to reveal the old style garage inside, and there in the darkness was the sleek shape of his pride and joy, his Ferrari. This wasn't one of those modern gliders; this was a real car, with a petroleum engine. There were only a few in working order outside of museums, and given the cost of its ancient fuel source, they were almost never seen on the road in public. Gerald liked to take it out for a spin, enjoying the stunned looks on the faces of pedestrians as the red rocket, chrome wheels spinning, shot past them on the ground, where so few cars ever drove any longer.

Gerald loved his car; it had taken him years to find one, and had taken the last year to have it fully restored. His baby was a roadworthy machine and he had only driven it four or five times so far.

Gerald stepped into the darkness of the garage, his eyes could sense the small amount of light as it reflected of the superbly polished metal, and as he moved along the car he allowed his fingers to run down the smooth panels, stroking the aerodynamic metal as he ran his fingertips along it.

Suddenly Gerald jerked his hand back, his fingers had caught something sharp and he could feel the warm blood beginning to pool and drip to the concrete floor.

"Lights!" yelled Gerald in pain and was stunned as the room illumination came up in intensity to reveal his treasured car, with an almost lengthwise scrape down the side, he could see the torn metal where he had cut himself, and he was aghast. What had happened to his car!

His head snapped around and he glared upwards at the floor of the room upstairs where he knew his 18 and 19-year-old daughters would be comparing the gifts their mother had brought home for them.

 

Lisa and Teysa, along with Suzanne, all looked up as Gerald appeared, red faced and angry in the doorway.

"So who wants to tell me?" he could feel the veins in his neck popping up as his blood pressure went up.

He glared across the room at the three of them; his wife was staring up at him in surprise, her thin figure almost quivering from the shock of seeing him enraged.

"Gerald, what are you talking about?" his wife turned her beautiful face, framed by shoulder length brown hair, to stare at her agitated husband.

"They know!" he pointed accusingly at his blonde daughters, who were intently studying the floor. The two girls, who were athletically built like their mother, seemed to almost become smaller under their father's angry gaze.

"It was an accident Daddy," explained Teysa.

Gerald nodded, he knew Teysa would be the one responsible for it all, as the younger sister she was the more rebellious and hot-headed one. Somehow she could always convince her older and more sensible sister, Lisa, into doing what she wanted.

"We just thought we'd take it for a test run," added Lisa, hoping that would explain away some of the damage.

"Oh girls, you didn't?" their mother realised what had happened, and was annoyed with them. "You know how long your father worked on that car."

"What did you hit? Was anyone hurt?" Gerald was ready to strangle them himself, their beautiful faces looked slightly concerned, they had never seen their father this angry before.

"It was a pole, a stupid flagpole Daddy. We're so sorry," pleaded Teysa. Lisa nodded in agreement.

"Neither of you have ever driven a car before, what made you think you could control one of the most powerful sports cars ever built?"

"It always looked so easy when you did it Daddy," Lisa explained.

"No one was hurt, that's the main thing isn't it?" Teysa trailed off as her father turned his back and walked out of the room.

"I cannot believe you would be so stupid and irresponsible," Suzanne stood up glaring at her daughters. "We will discuss this further after I see how your father is coping." She stood up in disgust and stormed out of the room to find her distraught husband.

"Wow, I knew they'd be angry but I was expecting that," for once Teysa looked surprised at the reaction.

"What did you think he'd say?" Lisa shook her head; her sister could be pretty stupid sometimes. "I don't think any amount of batting your eyelashes at daddy is going to calm him down today."

 

"I can't look at them at the moment Suzie. I'm going to go to the club have a talk to the boys and try to take my mind off it."

"Ok dear," Suzanne smiled sympathetically at her husband and pressed the robo call button, expecting a glider to arrive within moments of her husband's arrival on the street outside.

 

Chapter 2

 

After the failure of the genetically created IVF babies the women of the world only had one option left for normal children, the remaining men would have to share their sperm around, every day they would need to impregnate someone, just to keep population levels at a decent amount.

In answer to this the Men's Clubs were born. In each city where there is a hospital, there is also a Men's Club attached to it. These clubs were created to entice the men to come of their own free will and donate their sperm in exchange for a gym, a sports area, food, drink and entertainment.

The clubs all had a stage, private rooms and refreshments served by gorgeous waitresses, many of who were volunteering their services for the good of the community.

Around the stage were arranged comfy lounge chairs, all with a great view of the show. The chairs served a dual purpose, as they were also sperm collection couches. As the men sat in the chair, some naked, others in robes, one of the pretty waitresses would attend them. They would attend to their cocks, with their hands or mouths if needed and then once ready, they would slide a collection tube over the erect cock, which was connected to the machine that would suck on their cock via the tube, like a giant milking machine or a giant network of sex toys for men. Eventually the guys would orgasm and the sperm would go to the IVF clinic at the hospital to a waiting woman who was ready to breed.

 

Gerald was a bit listless this afternoon, still upset by the damage to his car, he looked around for his friend Henry.

"Young lady, have you seen Mr Wilson?" asked Gerald to a young brunette girl dressed in a short skirt and very tight white blouse.

She smiled a radiant smile, making her entire face glow with happiness.

"Mr Worthington, how lovely to see you. No I don't believe Mr Wilson has been in yet today. I'll let him know you're looking for him though."

Gerald nodded absently, and looked around unsure of what to do with himself whilst he waited for his friend. He pulled the belt tighter on the towelling robe he was wearing and looked around the bar area to see if there was anyone there he wanted to talk to.

"As a treat today sir, we have the special indoor volleyball championships on this afternoon."

Gerald turned back to stare at the waitress.

"What's that?"

"Two of the university championship teams are playing a special exhibition game, in the main auditorium. Nude volleyball, of course," she smiled at him.

"Alright, I might go and have a look at it," he looked around absently, and then seemed to really notice the young woman for the first time.

"So, Georgia," he smiled as he reached out and ran his fingertips along the gold name badge over her left breast. "I think I'll go in and watch for a while, send Henry in to see me when he arrives. I think I'll need some help with my collector too," he lightly took hold of the side of her head and ran his thumb over her plump red lips.

"Of course, sir," she smiled and gave his thumb a sensual suck. "Always happy to assist."

She held out her elbow for him to take her arm and she led him away to the main auditorium.

The room was half full, there was a collection of around fifty couches arranged about the room and in the centre was the wooden flooring, marked out in red painted lines, with a volleyball net floating effortlessly in place halfway down the surface.

On one side were a group of nude women, dressed in purple accents, visors, knee and elbow pads, socks and shoes, the other team wore yellow items, and were otherwise also completely nude. He watched for a moment as they ran and dove for the ball, their athletic bodies straining and sweating as they played the game with real intensity.

Gerald smiled at Georgia and pointed at two empty couches near the side of the net.

"There, that will do nicely."

She nodded and led the way over there.

Quickly she undid his robe and slid it off his shoulders, folding it up and storing it in the locker under the base of the couch.

She ran her hand down his hairy chest, to take hold of his semi-erect cock at the base, gently cupping his balls with the other hand.

She smiled and released him as he then slid backwards onto the recliner lounge, and locked it into position, placing his hand on a sensor which automatically set the chair for his preferences and also recorded which couch location he was providing his sample from today to keep tabs on his tally.

Gerald looked up at the game as he laid his head back on the headrest, enjoying the sight of a pale looking redhead on the purple team, jumping for the ball to spike it back over the net, almost knocking herself out with her large breasts in the process.

"I'm very stressed today Georgia, I think it's going to take more than a hand to get me going."

"Absolutely sir," Georgia smiled and ran her fingers down the front of her blouse, causing the seal to open and expose her medium sized naked breasts beneath.

"Nice," smiled Gerald at her.

"Why thank you sir," she nodded her head and then slid down in front of him to her knees, quickly she moved between his legs and leaned forwards to sensuously slurp his cock into her mouth.

Gerald watched her for a moment, enjoying the sight of his cock sliding between her plump lips as she stared at him longingly, imploring him to become erect, to show everyone that she had done a good job. If she did a good job then one day she might be classed as worthy, and if she was worthy then she could apply to the hospital and go on the waiting list for a sperm donation to have a child of her own. Or better still, one of the men might simply fuck her and make her pregnant that way, if she was lucky.

Gerald sighed and ran his hand through her hair as she bobbed back and forwards on his cock.

One of the men was touching her as she worked, that was a very good sign that she was a capable cocksucker, her heart jumped for joy.

She could feel his cock, rock hard in her mouth and yet she didn't want to stop, she was enjoying this too.

"You're very good at that, and I am loathe to mention it, but shouldn't you be putting the collector on me before I come in your mouth?" Gerald smiled at her, as she looked up at him with her big green eyes.

"Sorry sir," she smiled and reached under the end of the couch to connect the hose to Gerald's own personal collection end piece, which had been surreptitiously brought out from the holding room by another hostess while she had been working on Gerald's cock. With a snap the collector came to life and was ready for action, Georgia then slid the collector over the length of Gerald's erect cock and watched as it seemed to expand further as the suction took hold of his manhood.

Gerald sighed again, happily enjoying the sensations of the machine as it sucked him towards an orgasm.

"Bring me a drink, my usual," he instructed her as he reached forwards and took hold of a black square on the white blouse, over her right breast. He pressed his thumb against it and immediately the black material reacted, his thumbprint could then be seen in hot pink against the black background.

Georgia looked down at it for a moment, and then looked up with unrestrained glee.

"Thank you so much sir," she grinned and almost ran off to get his drink.

Gerald has reserved her exclusively for the rest of his visit, this meant she would be his personal valet for the length of his stay, and it also went on her record, making her one step closer to going on the baby list.

Gerald watched the game, taking in the nuances of the women's bodies, the muscles in their fit stomachs as they stretched and leapt, their toned arses as they ran, and their varying sized breasts wobbling or bouncing as they played to win.

Gerald was going to speak to Director Nancy and commend her for today's entertainment. Not since the time they had nude gymnasts or the nude ballet, had a sporting event been this interesting.

The collector was doing its job and along with the visual stimulation from the volleyballers, he could feel himself building up to orgasm.

Georgia handed him his ice-cold glass and he began to sip from it, as she reached over and began to stroke his chest and nipples, lightly rubbing her fabric covered breasts against his arm, stimulating him further.

"Good, that's good," he groaned quietly.

Georgia leant forwards and softly began to nuzzle his ear as she ran her hand down his chest to cup his balls again, softly squeezing them as she felt them contract in her hand.

Gerald groaned and she looked down at the transparent tube, watching the white sticky sperm shoot out of his cock, hit the transparent surface of the collector tube before it was whisked away into the storage vials inside the controller.

"Lovely, well done sir," she purred at him as she stroked his hairy chest.

Gerald exhaled and drank down the rest of his drink.

"Get me another one, and there's Henry," he pointed across the room to his friend who was standing in the doorway looking around, also dressed in a robe. "Send him over on your way past," he gave Georgia a playful slap on her butt as she grinned back at him and headed off.

Henry was slightly older than Gerald, and his hair had gone totally white, many people said it made him look more distinguished. His job gave him prestige and power, Henry was a modern dairy farmer, and better yet, because he was a breeding male, his farm was also a stud farm.

    

It has been one of Gerald's first visits to one of the more upmarket Men's Clubs. When he had hit puberty he had begun attending the local hospital that had a small Men's Club, but after he had finished his studies and returned home to look for a job in his early twenties he had finally started to visit the Men's Clubs in the big cities. The places where all the real business deals were done, where the real power of the world was wielded, decisions made and vast sums of money spent.

On this occasion he sat down in a recliner and started to watch a nude women's wrestling match, and the guy in the couch next to him extended his hand for a handshake. He wanted to chat, so after the two of them made their donations and watched the two busty blondes squirm and wriggle around on the mat, Henry and Gerald spoke for the first time in their lives.

Henry was a dairy farmer, which was of great interest to Gerald. Dairy farms were a strange anachronism in the modern era, a hangover from the days when cows had been non-toxic. In the years that followed humanity had tried several different types of milk to replace cow's milk, and soon discovered that the only milk which had not been genetically altered by the virus to be toxic to humans, was, in fact, human milk.

Gerald asked question after question about the operations of his farm, and Henry was genuinely happy to see someone who was so interested in his profession.

The following day Gerald had gone out to the farm to visit and get a look at how things worked first hand.

Gerald and Henry walked the farm, it was much smaller then than it is now, but it was a strong business that was running with three sheds, full with milking females.

"Some of the women here volunteer, we pay them food and board plus a small wage," Henry was acting as a tour guide as he showed his new friend through the milking shed. He pointed at a wire frame style contraption which the women were all laying on, sort of like a stylised, human-shaped table, their arms hung down the front and their legs hung down at the back, strapped to the legs of the table so they couldn't move about in the middle of any procedure. Their tits hung down through holes in the tabletop, allowing the suction tubes to be lifted up and attached by the farm hands that were looking after the ladies in the shed.

The rear of the table was spread and raised, causing their pelvis to lift upwards, giving a perfect view of their arse, which also exposed their pussies to anyone standing behind them. In their mouths were fitted gags, one of those ones with a metal o-ring to hold their mouth open. Into this hole could be placed a feeding tube, medicine or any drugs required, or anything else that needed to go into their mouth.

"Some of them are placed here by the justice system," Henry indicated a group of women in the corner of the shed, and Gerald could see the tell tale signs of the criminal stamp, a bar code which had been burned into the flesh of their forearms, and for these human cows, onto their buttocks as well so they could be identified from behind.

"They serve out their sentences here, and some of them choose to stay when they're done. At least here they're doing something productive," Henry smiled and gave one of them a slap on the arse as they walked past.

"What's in that one?" Gerald asked as they walked out of the steel coloured shed and he pointed across the yard to a smaller blue and white shed, which looked like one of those old fashioned red barns from middle America.

"Ahh, good eye Gerald. That's where my prize winners are kept, or at least where they will be when I have some," Henry grinned at him. "I'm still working up to that yet, but I do have a new candidate. Want to have a look?"

"Sure," Gerald nodded and followed Henry into the shed.

Inside this barn it was more old-fashioned, it was all timber and straw. The stalls were larger and had padding around the sides and had leather accents around the tops of the stalls and gates.

In the centre stall Gerald could see a pale woman with her back to them, her buttocks in the air as she was strapped down to a more comfortable version of the milking frame he had just seen in the main shed.

"Tina, have they been milked yet?" Henry turned to the rear of the shed where a small office could be seen. A tiny blonde stuck her head out, and shook it from side to side.

"No sir, we were just about to do it in five minutes."

"I'll take care of Cynthia," he grinned and nodded towards the barely visible blonde ponytail in the stall beyond.

"Of course sir," Tina went back into the office to finish her work.

"She's a good one young Tina there," Henry nodded back towards the office. "Not much good for milking, no tits on her, but a good brain. I've got some people working on some new hormone treatments to pump their udders up a bit bigger, once it's ready I might give Tina a run in the stalls herself one day."

The two of them chuckled as Henry opened the wooden gate to the stall and they moved across the straw covered floor to stand behind the docile blonde on the milking machine.

"This fine milker is the trophy wife of my former main competitor," Henry grinned in triumph. "You saw the abandoned farm next door?"

"Yeah, I drove past it," nodded Gerald.

"Well he was trying to squeeze me out of the market, trying to steal my customers. We'd been playing nice up until that, room enough for both of us and all that sort of thing."

Gerald nodded, understanding what he was saying, while taking in the fine curvature of the buttocks presented before him.

"I decided if he wanted to be like that, then damn the man and I'd take everything from him. Teach him a lesson in humility."

"Quite fair, I'd say," grinned Gerald as he glimpsed the blonde pussy peeking out from between the thighs of the woman as she tried to adjust her position on the table.

"Sent him bankrupt, he couldn't keep up with my reserve funding so I drove the prices down and sent him out backwards."

"So what about her?" Gerald asked as he ran his hand down the curve of her flesh, making her jump a little at the unexpected contact.

"Couldn't afford to keep her. Trophy brides are expensive, especially when you're still paying off their enhancements, especially when they're a fashion model like Cynthia here."

"No! That's not Cynthia Harris is it?"

"Absolutely, nothing but the best around here."

Cynthia Harris had been the undisputed queen of fashion modelling, her Nordic looks had harkened back to a bygone era, to the days of the original catwalk fashion models. She had married a man several years her senior and then had disappeared from the world stage. Many months later she started to reappear at events, parties and celebrations, and it was rumoured that she had been having genetic enhancement treatment to improve her looks and her assets, which had been substantial to begin with. Then just as suddenly both of them had vanished again and Cynthia hadn't been seen for months.

Gerald walked around in front of her and stared at the very familiar face, many times he had watched a presentation featuring her, a swimsuit calendar or the like. Now here she was, looking somewhat embarrassed and trussed up to a milking table, with her milky white breasts swinging down beneath the table.

"So how did you get her?"

"Easy really. I bought her debts, all that enhancement, if she wants to keep it, then she's got to pay it off. It's not cheap either, so she's going to be getting milked for a while yet."

"Can I do it?" Gerald asked eagerly.

"Of course Buddy, what are friends for," Henry grinned as he unhooked a pair of hoses with transparent breast shaped suction cups on the ends. He threw a small pot of something to Gerald, which he easily plucked out of the air and twisted the lid open.

"Stops them chafing, smear some all over the tit and then slide one of these over it," he handed the hoses to Gerald as well.

"That's all there is to it."

Gerald nodded and quickly scooped some of the white cream from the container and rubbed it around the former model's dangling breast. He then pressed the cup up underneath the breast and watched in fascination as the suction simply pulled the entire tit into the cup.

Cynthia groaned slightly as she felt the cream being applied to her other nude breast and a moment later it was being sucked into the tube too.

This had happened twice a day for many weeks now and she had almost gotten over the embarrassment of being milked like some kind of farm animal, but now here she was again, a new man preparing to milk her and she was flushed red with embarrassment again.

"That's all there is to it, just throw the switch and away it goes," Henry flicked a switch on the control panel and Gerald watched in awe as the milking machine began to mechanically suck the milk out of Cynthia's boobs.

The two of them stood there, watching in silence for a few moments. Suddenly Cynthia groaned, almost in orgasmic pleasure, and shuddered a little bit, trying to press her crotch down into the padded bench top.

"Enjoying it today Cyn?" Henry chuckled and slapped her on the arse. "Happens sometimes, they are getting their titties sucked after all," he laughed.

"So what happens to it?"

"The milk?" Henry turned his attention away from Cynthia.

"Yeah."

"Well it's collected, processed and treated. All traces of any virus are removed and then it's shipped out to homes where discerning dining is appreciated."

"Is that all you do here?"

"Pretty much, although I do intend on expanding the herd, so I can impregnate a few of them and get a few new young calves ready for milking. Got some new drugs to speed up growth and that sort of thing too. It's going to be the way to a milking empire," he slapped Gerald on the shoulder. "What do you think of that?"

"Sounds good, I think I might invest in it," he smiled at Henry and after a second Henry stuck his hand out and shook it.

"Well alrighty then, pool our resources and we can make some money," Henry grinned, this was not something he had seen coming. "You'll have to step up to the plate then, make a few donations to the cows here to help get the herd growing."

"Ok, but I get my pick of the herd for my first one."

"I can live with that," laughed Henry.

Gerald quickly dropped his hand to open his fly and release his raging erection.

"I choose Cynthia," he moved in behind her and with a thrust slid his erect cock into her wet slit in one smooth motion.

"I thought you might," laughed Henry as he turned and left Gerald to do his work. "If you pop out a nice little calf Cynthia, that'll knock some money off your debts, especially if it's a young bull," Henry closed the door and turned back to look at his new business partner.

Gerald loved this, it was every guy's fantasy, he was banging Cynthia Harris and he was going to get her pregnant.

Cynthia's mind was reeling, her tits were still being milked, her warm liquid squirting out into the unrelenting suction of the machine attached to her breasts. Now this new guy was fucking her like there was no tomorrow and her owner had given her to him as some kind of breeding cow. Cynthia didn't know how to feel, she always wanted a child, but wasn't sure what would happen to this one. She knew it would be part of the milking herd, not treated as a real person, and as son as it was old enough to be weaned from her she would lose it. However the hormones raging inside her helped to make up her mind, she wanted him to put a baby in her belly, and she didn't care what happened after that.

She felt his talented cock hitting all her hotspots as it invaded her moist folds, and waves of illicit thrill ran through her as she surrendered all control over the situation to this man who would be the father of her child, she could not stop him and she decided it was best to just go along with it and enjoy it.

Gerald thrust deeply into her, reaching under to play with her engorged clit as he did so, and almost immediately he heard a groan from the model, and she started to shake, he felt her quivering on his cock as he drove it into her again, and that was it for him too. Using her hips for leverage he pulled himself in as deeply as he could and pumped her full of his white-hot load of cum.

Once his orgasm subsided he moved around in front of her and slid his cock into the o-ring in her mouth, using her mouth to clean their combined juices from his cock.

Cynthia hung her head in exhaustion as the machine continued to drain her tits of her baby milk, and she did not see Gerald zip up his pants and leave the stall.

Henry was chatting with Tina as he waited.

"You might have to provide your services to her a few more times before she's impregnated," Henry nodded back at Cynthia's stall.

"I don't think that will be a problem, Gerald grinned.

 

In the years that followed the two men had become best friends and reliable business partners. Henry knew what he was doing and Gerald knew this and allowed him to run the business without interfering. On many occasions during the early years Gerald had made trips to the farm to impregnate some lovely cow or two, helping to increase Henry's herd. Now many years later the farm was one of the largest in the country, if not the world, and was certainly one of the most awarded.     

 

Henry sat and allowed Georgia to give him a quick hand job to prepare his cock for the collector, which she then slid over it. Henry gave her a 'thank you' fondle of her tit underneath her blouse and she sat happily between the two men who she was looking after today.

"Have a drink with me Henry," Gerald snapped his fingers and Georgia quickly left to fetch Henry's favourite drink, as recorded in the files behind the bar.

She handed it to Henry and he looked at the morose face of his friend.

"Ok, I can't stand it, what's wrong?"

"The girls have wrecked my Ferrari, not the glider, the real one."

"Ok, now I get it. So you didn't kill them then? Well that's a good start. What are you going to do?"

"They claim they'll pay for it, but there's no way they ever could. It cost a fortune and even just to get those panels fixed up will take more credits than they can lay their hands on. I don't know what to do with them," Gerald shook his head and took another swig of his drink.

"I have some farm hand work going, you could always make them work for a living, let them see how much hard work goes into fixing a Ferrari. Huh? What do you say?"

"That might not be such a bad idea. Let me think about that."

Suddenly a cheer went up from the crowd of men as the busty blonde on the purple team tried to send the ball back over the net and ended up falling over on her butt, her legs spread apart putting her neatly trimmed pussy on full view for all to see.

"I'll let you know tomorrow," said Gerald as he thought to himself about it, and Henry paid no attention, as he loved the comedy playing out in the game of naked volleyball. 

 

Chapter 3

 

Lisa and Teysa stared intently out of the windows of the transport vehicle. Daddy had arranged for a trans-van to come and ferry the two of them out to the farm where they were going to be working.

It had almost been a relief for both of them when many hours later their father had returned home and suggested a way they could repay the damage they had caused.

For once Lisa had jumped at the chance, eager to make it up to her father, and her sister had been the one that needed a little bit of convincing.

However neither of them had ever seen a working farm before, so it was the thought of some adventure that swung it for Teysa, so they had both agreed to work on the farm to settle up their debts.

The paddocks and farmland flashed past as the trans-van shot along the road to the farm. The computer control was precise and they managed to maintain a high speed whilst still avoiding all the bumps and potholes in the old farm road.

The girls both squealed in delight as they could see real cows, some sheep and several horses wandering around, grazing at the back of the paddocks.

"Look, look!" Teysa pointed out the window, never having seen a real cow before. "I didn't know there'd be animals here."

"Daddy said they're wild now, remnants of the herds from the days when people used to farm them and eat the meat," stated Lisa staring intently as they disappeared around a bend in the road.

"People used to eat horses? Yuck!"

"No, they rode horses for transport. They ate cows and sheep," she slapped her sister on the arm.

Suddenly the vehicle stopped, and with a hiss, the door slid open, the sunlight shone in and Mr Wilson stood there smiling at them. He held out his hand and helped the two young women out of the car. Admiring their athletic looking bodies as they slid out into the open air.

A moment later and the trans-van did a 360-degree spin on the spot and took off back down the road again, silent as a mouse.

"Girls, your father has told me so much about you. He's going to call by later in the week to see how you're getting on."

An older woman, around their mother's age, approached them from one of the nearby sheds. Her long red hair was windswept and unkempt; her lined face broke into a smile as she approached to greet them.

"Hello, so nice to finally meet you. Gerald has told us so much about you both. I'm Henry's wife Janice."

The girls both shook the hand extended to them, and grabbed their satchels as they followed the two farmers away from the road.

"Would you like a tour?" Henry smiled at them.

 

Henry led them through the nearest shed, milking time had just begun and they girls were in awe of all the machinery, which reflected the white light from above, off all of its chrome surfaces. They watched as a group of naked women almost waddled in from the outside holding area.

"That's where they wait before milking, they've been outside doing whatever they do during the day, and now they are due in here to be milked. Part of your jobs will be to feed them during the milking, I'll show you," Henry pointed over at the nearest milking stall.

The girls watched as an Indian-looking woman, waddled forwards, her bloated breasts swinging before her, ready to explode from the milk building up inside them.

She sat down on a steel contraption, like a series of metal bars that had been bent into the shape of a sort of table.

The woman's dark skinned backside was resting in a seat shape frame which cupped her arse from below and she slid her legs apart, slipping her feet into the pockets of metal at the base of the legs of the frame, holding her legs secure and spread apart.

She positioned her belly on the edge of the 'table' before her and laid herself forwards over it, her large breasts slid down through the gaps in the tabletop to swing freely below her, and she reached her arms down the front legs of the table to grip firmly onto the hand rests at the base of the legs. She adjusted her chin on the soft, lined, chin rest, causing her head to lift up and look straight ahead at the walkway behind the stall, her black hair in its braid ran down her spine like a black shiny snake as she waited.

"What happens now?" asked Lisa, genuinely curious about the whole operation.

"It depends on the needs of the cow," Henry coked his head to indicate the computer screen on the far wall behind them. They could see the stalls outlined on the screen, as each woman entered a stall it went green. They could see a stream of data running past as it identified the female in the stall, based on their implanted biochip, their brand, which immediately brought up their milking requirements.

The girls watched, as a pair of Perspex looking cups emerged on tubes from the floor beneath the woman's hanging tits. They extended upwards, they could see some gel-like substance glistening around the top of the cup, and with a sucking sound they attached to her milk-laden breasts, smearing the gel on the breasts as they slid inside the cup. A moment later and they could see the suction start, the cups moved back and forwards, sucking more and more of her breast-meat inside them, and with a satisfied groan from the woman, the milk began to spray out of her engorged black nipples, filling the bottom of the cups for a moment, before, with a suck, the tube whisked it away.

A tube dropped down from above, and one of the ladies in the overalls made her way over to the stall. With a well-practised movement she reached over the railing, grabbed the tube and slid it into the waiting mouth of the Indian woman.

"Ok, you ready," asked the worker, and the Indian woman nodded. The farmhand reached up and pressed a button higher up on the tube and then they could see some kinds of liquid was slowly making its way down the tube into the cow's mouth. They could see her throat move as she swallowed.

"This is how feeding works," Henry pointed at the Indian cow. "She'll slowly eat the protein meal we're pumping into her, and when she's finished then Pat over there will stop the food pump and remove it. We can't let our livestock choke. All of this will be part of your job."

The girls nodded as they watched Pat feed the Indian woman for a moment, while beneath her the milking machine was working away on her tits.

A groan of pleasure from behind them caught their attention and the two young women immediately turned their heads to see what was happening.

Behind them in the next row of stalls they could see one of the other women, a 30ish looking brunette was moaning. They moved to one side and could see that as well as her suction cups she had been introduced to another tube. This one had risen up behind her and had pressed its way forwards between her thighs, up to her pussy and then, with a squirt of lube, had pressed its snakelike tip into her bald pussy lips, sliding between them to come to rest within her love canal. Then it began to work its way back and forwards, the rubber tube was fucking her liked a giant dildo, and she loved it.

"Some of them need a bit of a kick to get their milk flowing, and there are several ways. We have found a bit of stimulation works wonders on many of them," Henry gestured around to several other cows that were getting the same tentacle style fuck as they were being mechanically suckled by the giant milking machine.

"We work out very quickly what they need, and we give them all they need to stay happy and healthy. After all, these are still people not animals, and they're our livelihood" he smiled and gave the Indian woman a playful slap on the arse as they started to move away from her stall.

"We give them checkups daily and from that we can see if they need any medical attention."

The girls watched as Pat pressed a small device against another woman's arm and quickly it took a reading of her blood and her physiognomy. On the screen above, a group of new readings appeared and were instantly considered. A new command appeared and they girls could see the food in the feeding tube suddenly change colour.

"We give them supplements, medicine, hormones, whatever they require through their feeding tubes, mixed into their meal. They don't even notice."

Henry led them over to a smaller group of stalls near the other door to the shed.

"This is the start and the end," Henry pointed at the half dozed stalls in front of them.

"They newest members of the herd come in here and are given extra special attention. They often require a lot of medical attention, and usually a decent meal and some hormones to get their systems in balance. Also helps their titties to grow," he laughed as he pointed at two scrawny looking girls who has just laid down on their tables and were getting the cups pressed against their a-cup sized tits, as they reluctantly took the mouthpiece of the feeding tube between their teeth and began to slowly take the food from it.

"These ones are down on their luck, they were fired a few months ago and haven't been able to get jobs. They came here a few days ago looking for a chance to join the heard and so now they're on trial. The milk's not flowing yet but they'll get there. The right hormones and proteins in their food and soon enough we'll know if they have a future here. Now over here however," Henry turned and walked further along to another small group of stalls.

"These are the last days for these four cows," he pointed at the women who were happily being milked before them. "Their contracts are up and they've sadly chosen to leave us. As a treat we give them the special stalls over here."

They watched the four women as their milk-laden breasts squirted out into the cups and they happily sucked their dinner out of the tube.

"Terri here," Henry moved forwards and almost lovingly fondled the arse of a blonde at the end of the stalls. "She's been with us for two years now, made enough money to buy some farmland of her own. If I remember correctly..." he said scratching his chin thoughtfully. "I think she was even more flat-chested and painfully thin than those two over there."

Terri made an affirmative sort of noise and tried to nod her head as best she could.

"What's over there?" asked Teysa, pointing over at a partition wall that separated the milking area from something else beyond it.

"That's where the breeding pens are. Some of our cows choose to allow us to breed them and then their calves will be added to the heard when old enough, usually a year or so on the growth drugs will get them to maturity.

"What?" asked Lisa.

"Haven't you seen anyone who was an artificial-gro?"

They both shook their heads.

"Oh it's great. Feed them the gro serum and in about a year or so they are fully gown and mature, a nice new 18 year old who is ready to join our herd to be milked, or if we're lucky enough to get a bull, then he can be used for stud purposes."

Teysa looked at the wall and then back at Henry.

"Do you think..."

"Can you have a look?" asked Henry, almost laughing at her embarrassment.

She nodded.

"Wait a moment," he turned and grabbed a small screen from the wall nearby. Pulling it down on its cable, he pressed a few places on the screen and read the information that promptly appeared.

"No, that won't do," he said reproachfully to the screen. "Reschedule that one," he said pointing at an entry on the screen. "I want her brought in for breeding now."

He let go of the screen and it lifted quietly back up above head height.

A red light came on above the doorway to the breeding area.

"Ok they've brought in one of the ladies for breeding, we'd better get in there so you don't miss anything."

Quickly he ushered them through the partition into another area with similar but larger looking stalls.

They watched as a tanned looking blonde with c-cup sized tits and a nice firm body, was led to one of the tables used for milking and everything else here.

"We've been giving her a fertility treatment for a few weeks and her ovaries are bursting to go now," he smiled as she was placed on the table.

Instead of a feeding tube a ring gag was placed in her mouth, spreading her mouth open, holding her teeth away from biting down.

They waited for a moment and then a tall, thin man walked in.

"This is Nigel, he's one of my stud bulls here. Sometimes I will breed them, sometimes your father even donates to my herd," he smiled as the girls looked shocked at this. They knew he went to the men's club as did every other man on the planet, but they didn't know he was also helping to create a dairy herd.

"Ladies," Nigel smiled and nodded to them as he removed his tearaway pants, revealing his naked, toned, legs and arse. He was a middle-aged man, in his early forties, fit and handsome, dark brown hair beginning to go grey, and with a nice covering of chest hair. He was a fantastic specimen of manhood. He turned, almost as though he was trying to give them a good look at himself, and they caught a glimpse of his semi-erect cock jutting out from his patch of dark brown pubic hair. The girls were impressed; it was a decent size already, so they knew it would be a monster when fully pumped up.

"Go to work lad," Henry nodded to him. "Time is money."

Without a moment's hesitation, Nigel took hold of his cock and began to stroke it as he walked forwards to position himself behind the quivering buttocks of the cow on heat.

"Ready for this?" he asked her as he pressed the tip of his circumcised cock against her pussy lips. She was dripping wet, the drugs in her system had her horny enough to fuck a broomstick, so she was more than ready to take Nigel's cock.

Nigel pressed forwards and slid the entire length of his thick cock into her dripping cunt, with a wet squelch.

She groaned in ecstasy and Nigel began to slide his cock in and out of her, going as deeply as he could and then changing to teasing her with just the tip, a little more, and then sliding the whole length in again. As she slowly increased his speed, Henry noticed that the two girls were getting a bit hot under the collar as they watched the show.

"He's my best bull, couldn't tell you how many fine children he's sired."

"Yeah..." muttered Teysa, totally distracted.

"You don't say..." Lisa nodded as she took note of every drop of juice along the length of that fine cock as it slowly withdrew from the blonde's pussy. She watched as it popped right out, the pussy lips closing behind it and then a moment later it again pressed forwards, driving the lips apart as it speared back inside her, her lips gripping the length of the shaft as it plunged back into her sodden depths.

The cow's head snapped back in pleasure as she had a giant orgasm, twisting and trying to buck around beneath Nigel as he rode her from behind.

"Ok she's ready," said Henry. He knew Nigel knew that, but this was a show for the girls.

"Yes Boss," nodded Nigel as he picked up his pace and began to slam his cock in and out of the dripping snatch.

"Wow!" Lisa was dumbstruck. She had never seen another woman getting fucked before, she had heard her roommate one time at university, and Teysa brought guys home all the time, and she had too, but she had never actually sat down and watched a cock giving some chick a good hard pounding. It was an awesome sight to behold.

Nigel hissed in pleasure and pressed his hips hard against her arsecheeks.

He stayed there for a few moments until he felt one of the farm hands touch him on the thigh. This was the signal that they were ready for him to pull out.

Quickly he slipped his cock out of her cum filled pussy and stepped back, the farm hand moved forwards and quickly pressed a plug of sorts between her lips and pressed a button on the end. It hissed and seemed to make her pussy bulge slightly.

"That's a plug to stop the seed leaking back out for a few hours. It filled her opening up and nothing will get past," Henry pointed to the device.

Nigel moved around to the front of the woman and quickly fed the length of his wet cock into the ring gag, and into her mouth beyond.

"Clean me up, show how you appreciate the gift I've just given you."

Immediately he felt her tongue begin to slide around his cock, tickling it as she quickly caressed every part of it, tasting her juices and the remnants of his come.

If you girls ever want to be bred, let me know. I like the look of you," he smiled and grabbed his pants off the rack where he'd left them, and headed away into the depths of the shed.

"Want to see the VIP shed?" asked Henry.

The girls looked at each other, and then nodded to him.

"What happens there?" they asked almost in unison.

"You'll see," he grinned as he led the back towards the doorway.

 

Chapter 4

 

"Hello girls, having fun?" asked Janice as she made her way forwards to greet them as they entered the smaller barn at the rear of the complex. This was a blue and white building, like an old style red barns of yesteryear.

This was different to the previous sheds they'd seen; it was smaller and more intimate in scope. There were only a few stalls, perhaps ten as far as they could see, and they could see that two of them had occupants at the moment.

In the centre, a larger stall was decorated with prize ribbons and holos of Henry receiving prizes at various agricultural shows.

"This is my prize-winner, my baby," Henry said proudly as he made his way past them. He ushered them forwards eagerly. "She's won every prize there is. Best milk, best milk producer, finest breast shape, fastest milk expression, you name it and she has it here on her wall."

Janice smiled at them too as she moved forwards to rest on the railing and smile proudly at the young woman on the milking frame before them.

"This is Sally, she's our middle daughter, and we were so proud when she wanted to be a milker, and look at her now," Janice waved her hand around at the ribbons. This shed was more like a room than a farm shed. The climate was controlled, the lighting was soft and there was pleasant music in the background. On the wall in front of Sally was a display screen and she was watching some holo-dramas as she waited to be milked.

"VIP cattle don't get treated the same as run of the mill ones," Henry pointed at the stall which was as wide as a room, had furnishings and other personal items.

"She can sleep in here if she likes," Henry pointed at a bed in the corner. "She could even stay in the milking frame, it's padded and soft."

The girls stared in at the frame, looking past the naked buttocks of the young woman to see that her frame was a nice rubberised one with something that looked like velvet covering it.

"Want to try milking her? We milk these ladies by hand a few times a week to keep them from being damaged by the suction from the milking machines. They have to have nice shaped breasts to win prizes, no saggy floppy ones allowed," Henry chuckled as the girls looked at each other and then back at Sally.

Teysa nodded and moved forwards as Janice opened the gate for the two of them to enter.

"Hello Sal," smiled Janice as she stroked her daughter's back as she walked past her, she rested her hand on the light brown hair on her daughter's head as she leant down to get on eye level with her.

"This is Lisa and Teysa, they're Uncle Gerald's daughters. They've come to give us a hand," her mother smiled and Sally grinned back at her.

"I like Uncle Gerald, he's nice. Is he here too?" she asked hopefully.

"Not today Sal, maybe later in the week," said her father as he brought a couple of small stools into the stall and a clear collection container.

"Hello Daddy," smiled Sally.

"Hello Sweetie, did you have a good birthday?"

"Yes Daddy, I didn't think I'd be a prize winning milker at the age of 21 when I was a little girl," she chuckled.

"There are worse jobs dear," Janice gave her a pat on the backside as she moved out of the way and stood alongside the gate.

Henry placed a stool on either side of Sally, alongside where her d-cup sized breasts were hanging down through the frame. He put the wide mouthed collection container beneath them, and indicated that the two girls should be seated on the stools.

"Ok, have you ever seen someone milk a lady, or even a cow in an old holo?" he asked them.

They both shook their heads, and looked at him expectantly as they sat on the stools.

"Ok, well it works like this," he bent down alongside Teysa and leaned forwards to take Sally's left breast in his hand, he gripped it snugly at the base and began a motion which was a combination of squeezing and pulling downwards. He did this a few times and suddenly a fine, high pressure jet of milk sprayed out of her rosy pink nipple.

"Keep doing that, until the container says its full, it will beep when its time," Henry stood back and indicated with his head that they should have a try.

They two girls both reached forwards tentatively, they had never touched another woman's breasts before, and they had certainly never milked another woman before.

"It's ok, it doesn't hurt," Sally assured them, looking at them from the corner of her eyes as she couldn't really turn her head that far. "Go ahead," she encouraged them.

Teysa took the initiative and grabbed hold of the breast dangling in front of her, she gripped it tightly and began to squeeze downwards as Henry had shown her and immediately a squirt of milk sprayed out.

"That's it!" Henry was pleased. "Try it Lisa."

Lisa had a few fumbling attempts before she finally managed to get a squirt of milk to come out.

A few moments later and both of Sally's breasts were sending squirt after squirt into the slowly filling container beneath her.

"Wow, it's so strange to do this," Teysa was in awe as she continued to jerk on Sally's breast. Teysa's hand slipped and she suddenly got a squirt of warm milk all over her fingers.

"First slip there, Ladies," Henry shook his head, as Teysa was about to shake the milk off her hand. "Rules of the milk shed, if you spill it then you have to clean it up. So just pop them into your mouth and clean it up."

She stared at him for a moment and then realised he was serious. She looked at the watery milky fluid on her fingers and then reluctantly stuck her tongue out to taste it, and licked a little bit off her index finger.

"No bad eh?"

"It's ok," nodded Teysa as she promptly licked the rest of her fingers clean.

"I can't believe you did that," Lisa was shocked. "What's it taste like?"

"Try it yourself, Sally won't mind," Janice prompted and pointed towards her daughter's milk laden tit. "Have a suck, try it straight from the cow," she grinned.

Lisa stared at her and then back at the swinging breast for a moment, and then overtaken by the moment, she decided what the hell, she'd go one better than her sister for a change.

Gingerly she leaned forwards and felt the rubbery nipple slide around the tip of her nose, and heard Sally giggle above her. She stuck her tongue out and twisted her head, grabbing hold of the nipple with the tip of her tongue long enough for her lips to grab hold of it and suck it into her mouth. She gave it a light suck and was promptly met with the warm liquid spraying into her mouth, it tasted nice, sort of sweet in a way. She sucked again and enjoyed the taste so she had a few more pulls on the teat with her lips.

"Ok, that will do, we can't make a living if you drink it all," laughed Henry.

"Well I'm trying it straight form the source too," pouted Teysa as she stuck her head under and grabbed hold of Sally's other nipple with her lips. A moment later and Sally had both of them suckling on her lovely tits.

"Alight girls, back to work," Janice said in a no-nonsense voice she hadn't used before. This got their attention and they both sat up and began to milk her into the container again.

"That's it, only half a container to go and then it's on to the next one," Henry pointed at the next stall, where they could just make out the top of a blonde head.

"Who's in there?" asked Lisa.

"That's my sister, she was our first prize-winner," Janice smiled proudly. "I'll introduce you when we're done with Sal."

 

"This is my sister Cindy," Janice indicated the middle aged woman who was a little bit younger than she was. Cindy's blonde hair was neatly tied back in a ponytail and she quietly sucked her food form the feeding tube. She didn't even glance up at them.

Cindy was our first prize winning cow," Henry smiled proudly as he walked up behind Janice and put his arms around her waist lovingly, pulling her back against his chest in a hugging motion.

Janice smiled and nuzzled the back of her head into his neck and sighed happily.

The girls looked at Cindy for a moment, they could see the family resemblance in the face, but after years of the fertility treatments her boobs were bigger than Janice's.

"Do you remember when Cin first came to us dear?" Janice asked nostalgically.

"Like it was yesterday," Henry turned to look at the girls. "Cindy came to visit us when we were only a year or so into the marriage. The farm was struggling a bit, but your dad was helping out with the breeding so we were just starting to make a go of it. Janice's mother Alice realised that Cindy had no direction or purpose in her life so she sent her down here to get a job, and the moment I laid eyes on her I knew that she was my first blue ribbon girl, we just needed to convince her of that."

Janice laughed at the thought of it.

"We had a few arguments with Cindy until mother called her and told her it was no longer an option to be a layabout. She practically ordered us to strap her onto a milking couch, so we did. She's gone from strength to strength ever since," Jan smiled proudly at her sister.

"Having a prize winner can set you up for life, it was the making of this company. And now that Cindy's prime is past, she's still good for breeding occasionally, and she still gives out some milk. I really just keep her here out of gratitude. There's no reason why she can't stay in the nice shed until she's too old to work any longer, plus she's a good influence on the girls," he nodded to indicate Sally's stall. "Soon our next daughter Madeline will have the choice to join the family business, she's away at college and it's about time all that frivolity came to and end and she faced up to her responsibilities, so if she chooses to do so, she'll get pointers from her Aunt, just like Sally did."

"It's that or get thrown aside like an old boot," muttered Cindy under her breath. "Cast aside as soon as young miss thing over there was old enough to move in on my spot."

"Cindy, don't be like that! You know it's not true," Janice seemed genuinely hurt that her sister would say these things.

"Yeah, whatever. See you around girls," grumbled Cindy as she closed her eyes and made it clear she was not going to be talking any longer.

The girls stared at her for a moment, the tension hung in the air and only the squelch, squelch noise from the milking cups as they sucked away at her middle aged tits, dragging another day's load of milk out of them, broke the dreadful silence in the air.

"Well, I guess that's all there is to see here. Let's show them their rooms dear," Henry suggested to his wife. Her look of sadness was displaced and the normal look of unbridled optimism returned to her face.

"Come on, you'll love it. You're in the house, in Sal's old room," and almost like a giggly schoolgirl she grabbed their wrists and dragged them towards the door enthusiastically.

 

Chapter 5

 

Lisa looked up as the big screen above them buzzed to indicate the next quota point had been achieved.

"Great!" she heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on a nearby stool. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, and looked across the yard into the nice barn where they could see two neat and tidy farm hands attending to Sally and Cindy.

Teysa looked at where Lisa was staring and wiped the sweaty hair from her eyes with a muddy hand.

"The climate control works properly in there," she said longingly. "Padded stools too," she whacked the metal leg of her stool with her thick carbon boot, and the clang echoed around the room.

"You won't get over there any time soon," laughed Gisele as she took a swig of her energy gel, and mopped the sweat from her forehead, wiping the strands of blonde hair from her face as she made her way over to where they were standing, staring out the door. "They'll have to die, retire or become milkers themselves before they ever give up those spots," she pointed at the jacketed backs of the two women casually working in the nice barn.

"How much longer are we going to be here Tey?" groaned Lisa.

"At this rate," she pointed up at the screen where the day's tally was listed. "We'll be paying off Daddy's bill for years."

"You girls after money?" Gisele asked.

"Yeah, wrecked Dad's ground car, antique. Gonna cost a fortune," Teysa slumped back against the railing behind her.

"You could always sign on as milkers, you'll get paid a lot more," Gisele grinned at them and jiggled her breasts beneath her cotton shirt. "Get your boobs out of your tops and let them suck some milk out, you'll pay that debt off a lot faster. Something to think about..." She laughed turning her back to them, and walked away back into the middle of the stalls, disappearing from view.

The buzzer went and it was time to return to work as the next group of naked cows wandered through the door ready to be drained of their baby milk.

"What do you think?" Teysa asked, they had never considered this idea seriously, only in a giggly, jokey sort of way.

"I don't think so," said Lisa, adjusting her top just to make sure she was covered properly, somewhat uncomfortable at the mere thought of it, and headed back into the milk stalls to begin work again.

 

Janice watched as the girls all returned to work and nodded thoughtfully to herself, this was something that she and Henry had spoken about briefly but didn't think the girls would be interested. She turned her back on them and rushed back to the main house where Henry was working on a deal to distribute his milk exclusively to the new residential islands as they came online, from the moment the people arrived only their milk would be available, it was the deal of a lifetime. They knew they'd need to increase the herd, and they'd need to speak to Gerald about raising some more capital to obtain more cattle.

Henry was staring intently at the figures floating in the air before him, he reached out and tapped a few spots and the figured morphed into other data. He rubbed his chin, deeply in thought and didn't pay any attention to his wife. She stood there for a moment waiting for him to look up, and then when he didn't, she promptly slid into his lap and threw her arms around his neck.

"Hello there," he grinned at her, surprised, but happy for the brief respite.

"I've just been down at the sheds, Gerald's girls were talking about needing more money. They were thinking about becoming milkers..."

 

Lisa watched as day after day the money slowly came in, the hours became longer and the days became harder.

She found herself staring across at the nice shed, more and more often. She could hear the soft notes of the pleasant music they were listening to as they floated across the yard to where she was standing, almost ready to fall down from exhaustion.

Suddenly one of the farm hands appeared in the doorway over there, she gave Lisa a glance and then slid the door shut, blocking her view.

"Tey?" Lisa called, feeling her sister moving towards her.

"Yes Lisa, I saw," she nodded her head towards the closed door.

"I'm so sorry we took the car," Lisa hung her head and was almost ready to start sobbing. "This is so hard."

"What's wrong girls?" asked Henry as he stepped out of the office nearby. "You need to hurry up, shift break is almost over," he nodded at the countdown clock which loomed largely over the entire shed.

"This is taking forever, and it's so hard," Lisa slumped against the doorframe.

"I'm sorry about that girls, there's nothing else I can do."

"What about if I was a milker instead, how much would we get then?"

"Tey! No!" Lisa turned her head in shock to stare at her sister.

"You don't have to do it, but I will, anything to get us out of here faster. Plus it's so much nicer," she pointed at the closed door across the yard.

"I don't know, you might be a prize winner" Henry rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I suppose we could do something. You'd pay off the bill a lot faster that's for sure."

Lisa looked back and forth at the two of them as they began to discuss how the arrangement might work.

"Hang on, you're not leaving me here! Ok, I'll do it. How bad can it be?"

"That's the spirit sis!" Teysa grinned at her, and then turned back to stare at Henry. "When can we start?"

"I'll have to speak to your father first," Henry nodded and started to walk out as the buzzer rang again. "Better get back to work girls," he pointed at the other door where a group of gorgeous looking nude Negro women were walking towards their milking frames.

"I hope dad says yes," Teysa looked up and implored the universe.

 

"So it's all going well Gerry," Henry grinned and patted the little Chinese girl on the back of her jet black hair as she gave him a nice blow job before she slid his erect cock into the collection tube.

"We thought we might call down and see them this weekend," Gerald nodded happily as he lay his head back on the headrest and allowed the lithe blonde assistant to prepare his cock for insertion into the collection tube.

The two of them lay there quietly, drinking their beers and watching the nude pro-wrestling match that was today's entertainment.

Once they had both made their deposits and their assistants had cleaned them off with their tongues, they sat up and resumed their conversations as their small privacy screens slid back out of the way.

"That big deal's signed off on, Gerry."

"Well done Henry," he reached out and shook his friend's hand. "Get my friend another drink," he snapped his fingers and was momentarily distracted watching the little Asian woman's tight arse as she quickly made he way to the bar to retrieve another beer.

"We're going to need some more cattle, so we'll need to raise some more funding."

"Don't worry about that, I'll see to it in the morning," Gerald nodded and took another sip of his beer.

"Your girls wanted me to ask you something too," Henry said, unsure of what Gerald would say to this.

This got his attention and Gerald turned away from the busty blonde wrestler who was body slamming a smaller and yet equally busty blonde, and looked at his friend.

"Yes?" he asked, his curiosity aroused.

"They think their debt is taking too long to be repaid, so they asked if they can be milkers instead. I said I'd ask you, but I don't mind if you're ok with it."

"Ok, I wasn't expecting that," Gerald was taken aback by this; he had wanted to teach them about hard work, and earning their pay. He hadn't expected them to be this entrepreneurial.

"Interesting idea. I'll think about it and let them know when we come up on the weekend."

 

Suzanne listened to her husband and she was stunned, she hadn't seen this coming either.

"So what does this mean?" she was unfamiliar with Henry's business, she just knew he made milk.

"Well, they'd be given some hormones to make them lactate, increase their boob size a bit too, and then they'd be given a special food mix with all the right things they'd need to stay healthy, then each day they'll be milked and the milk is then treated and bottled. When they're not milking they're treated very well and allowed to do as they please. It's quite a good job if you don't mind having milky tits."

"Tell me more..."

 

The girls were so excited to see their parents; Henry had even given them the time off so they could show them around the farm instead of working their shift. Henry and Janice accompanied them, as Teysa and Lisa showed them the sheds, even though Gerald had seen it many times before.

"And this is the VIP shed," Lisa waved her arm around like a salesperson, indicating all the various features of the shed.

"This is Sally," said Teysa, pointing at the young woman who was bent over the padded frame before them, idly reading a screen in front of her as the tubes beneath her drained the milk from her swollen teats.

"Hello Sally, haven't seen you for a while," Gerald patted her affectionately on the arse and ran his fingertips up her naked spine as he moved up to the front of the stall where she could see him.

"Hello Uncle Gerald," she said happily, as she smiled up at him. "Did you see my new ribbons," she cocked her head to the side, indicating the sparkly holographic ribbon that was changing colour automatically, cycling through all the colours of the rainbow.

"Well done, you're certainly a prize cow Miss Sally," he laughed at her, and she went back to her reading.

Gerald looked back at his girls; they were both surprised that he knew Sally.

"Don't forget I own part of this farm Girls," he grinned at them.

They grinned and nodded, realising they'd just been showing him around his own farm.

"Dad, why didn't you remind us!" groaned Teysa.

"Well your mother hasn't been out here, so she liked the tour."

"Yes, thank you girls, most informative," Suzanne grinned and patted her daughters on the shoulders.

"Now girls, your mother and I have been talking and we have decided that we're happy to give you our blessing to be milkers," he said without any fanfare.

The girls were both dumbstruck for a moment, both happy and yet reserved as to what they were getting themselves into.

"Now I have something to speak to you about, you go speak to Henry dear," Suzanne shooed him away, so he went to speak to Henry and Janice.

Suzanne sat down and Lisa and Teysa sat alongside her, looking concerned.

"Don't worry girls, it's nothing bad," she grinned. "I want to speak to you about something."

They both nodded at her to go on.

"Now you both know, I always wanted to have another child. But the virus spores took that away from me," she was starting to tear up now, and had to stop for a moment to compose herself. Both her daughters knew how much pain this had caused their mother, she loved children and she had been so desperate to have more, she was one of the minority of women who had a male in her household and she wanted to take advantage of it, but the infection had robbed her of that chance.

"We know," Lisa nodded and took her mother's hand supportively.

"I was thinking about the farm, now that you're going to be here for a while to repay the debt, then there might be an opportunity..."

"For what? Tell us," Teysa was eager to find out how they could help her.

"A breeding cycle," Suzanne managed to utter, staring hopefully at them.

"What do you mean?" Lisa was confused.

"Well, you could also be bred as well as being milked. You could be surrogates for me, have some more children for me. It will be so lonely at home without you both, and you can give me some new children. Please girls," she took hold of their forearms and looked meaningfully into their eyes. "You could give me those brothers and sisters I always wanted for you both."

The sisters didn't know what to say, they looked at each other and looked back at their mother, they could see the hope and the desperation written on her face.

"What would we have to do?"

 

Henry handed the two pills to Suzanne and she in turn passed one to each of them.

They both looked at the white pills and back at Henry.

"That will kick your bodies into high gear, it gets the ovulations happening, makes you super fertile for breeding." He nodded at them, indicating they should take the pills.

They looked at each other, Teysa shrugged her shoulders and then swallowed it down, Lisa then did the same.

"Ok, now for some hormones, vitamins and minerals to get your bodies up and running for milking, get that white gold flowing," he grinned and held up an auto injector.

"Show me those butt cheeks ladies," he grinned as he waved the injector at them.

Teysa slowly slid the waist of her pants down and slid her underwear down to reveal her pale white skin. Henry could see she was a toned and athletic sort of girl, her arse was not at all flabby. He reached forwards and pressed the end of the injector against her flesh, and then he thumbed the little button at the top and heard the noise of the exact amount of liquid being injected into her.

They both turned and stared at Lisa, who pulled her pants and underwear down even slower, before also having the injector pressed against her warm skin.

"Ok Gerry, get ready," he counted down on his fingers, 3, 2, 1, and then the two girls both promptly dropped to the floor as they caught them.

Henry pointed to the two stalls on the far side of the shed, and began to drag Teysa's limp form over there.

"What's happening," she managed to groan.

"Changes to your body, it will make you tired for a day or so," he stroked her hair gently as he laid her down on the floor of the stall.

Gerald dragged Lisa into the stall next to them and then appeared in the doorway.

"We need to get her up on the milking bench," Henry patted the soft covering of the frame. "We'll have to get their gear off first though," he grabbed hold of the shirt and pulled it up and off over her head, revealing her pert breasts and puffy nipples, she wasn't wearing a bra.

Gerald had pulled her pants and underwear down and off over her feet, after removing her shoes.

Henry then opened her mouth and slid a ball gag between her teeth before buckling it up behind her head.

"Stops them hurting themselves while the drugs take hold," Henry pointed at the red ball between Teysa's teeth.

Gerald nodded at the answer to the question he hadn't asked.

They lifted her sleeping body up off the ground and placed her onto the milking frame, fastening the leather straps on it to hold her in place.

"They sure don't take after their mother, you'll be lucky to get the milker onto those little tits of theirs," Gerald said, looking down at the small tits which were barely protruding from underneath her.

"You'll see, once the hormones get into her system, those tits will expand in size nicely," Henry nodded and then they both headed out to go and fix up Lisa.

 

"It will be a week before they've had enough of my special hormone mix for their milk to start flowing, might take a few weeks longer for their tits to grow though."

"Well be back in a week, we want to see their first milking, don't we honey," Suzanne smiled warmly and hugged her husband.

They waved to Janice and moved back to their transport.

Suzanne climbed into the vehicle and Gerald turned back to acknowledge Henry.

"See you at the club tomorrow Buddy."

 

Chapter 6

 

"Good morning Ladies," Henry smiled at the sight of the two girls strapped into the milking frames, their arse cheeks quivering as a cool breeze wafted into the shed behind him. "You'd better have something to eat, you've been asleep for two days."

He removed the gag from Teysa's mouth and slipped the feeding tube between her teeth and slapped his palm against the sensor pad on the wall, the food began to pump slowly into her mouth.

He did the same for Lisa and then while he waited for them to finish eating he moved over to check on Sally.

After five minutes or so he heard the tube pumps stop and he knew that they were finished feeding.

He looked Teysa up and down as she squirmed around in the frame, trying to get up.

"No, no. Calm down, you need to stay there for a few more days, your body needs to get used to its new state," and with that he pressed the injector against her naked thigh and watched as a moment later she slumped down against the frame. He replaced the feed tube with the ball gag and then went in to check on Lisa.

Lisa was calm and composed, and sat there patiently as he moved around, checking on her.

He pulled the feeding tube out of her mouth and put it back into its receptacle on the wall.

After a few coughs, Lisa managed to clear her throat.

"Is Tey alright?"

"Yeah, you're both doing fine," Henry smiled down at her as he lightly held the injector in his coat pocket, ready to inject her and get on with his daily chores.

"Why are my nipples so sore," she whined, trying to rub them against the padding on the frame.

Henry bent forwards and looked under her, her nipples jiggled slightly in front of him. They looked a little bit red and he could see that his concoction was beginning to have an effect, her a-cup tits were starting to swell and grow, only ever so slightly, but there was more to come.

"It's ok Lisa," he reached under her and rubbed her nipples, causing her to moan slightly. "They're just reacting to the hormones, soon you'll start to lactate and then we can pump the milk out of them."

Henry walked down the length of her, making sure she hadn't hurt herself or anything while she'd been thrashing about unconscious.

"You're looking in tip top condition," he ran his fingers lightly down her spine, over her tailbone and into the crack of her arse. Lightly he ran his fingers over her arsehole and continued down further, allowing his fingers to slightly dip between her pink pussy lips.

"You're nice and wet too, you'll be ready for breeding very soon."

"Oh.,ok," Lisa was surprised by him touching her there and by his statement, she hadn't been thinking about that before, but she was now.

"Anyway time for your nap Lisa," he pressed the injector to her arse and with a hiss the drug was injected into her. She slumped forwards and began to snore quietly.

Henry smiled and walked out; he was going to have to speak to Gerald about which of the bulls he wanted to use for these two fine specimens.

 

Gerald and Suzanne stood proudly, staring at the fine milk cows their daughters had become. Gerald could see that both of them had swollen breasts ready for milking. It was always interesting to see the reaction of a first timer being milked.

"Do you want the honours?" Henry asked as he moved around between the stalls, getting the tubes ready.

"Ok," Gerald nodded, looking over at Suzanne who was also nodding, somewhat uncertainly.

"I'll take Lisa," Gerald said, putting his hand on his wife's hand as she gripped his arm. He smiled and she nodded at him and then moved over to Teysa's stall.

Janine moved alongside Suzanne and smiled at her.

"They haven't been milked yet so they won't be used to it, you'll need to put some of this on her," she held out a tube.

Suzzane took the tube and pressed it against Teysa's warm flesh, immediately the contents reacted and began to flow through the osmotically sealed end of the tube, a white sort of cream wriggled out over Teysa's flesh.

 "Rub it in, carefully. Don't squeeze the flesh or you'll end up covered in milk," she grinned at Suzanne. "Been there, done that, it's not pretty."

She pointed at the younger woman's nipples as her swollen breasts swung underneath her, as her nerves were on fire.

"Make sure you get the nipples, give them a good squeeze when you're done, it helps get the milk flowing." Janice nodded and indicated with her head that Suzanne should get to it.

Gerald watched as his wife reached under her and gingerly took hold of her naked tit. She began to smear the cream around the tit, her hand moving around in circular movements as she tried to cover every last bit of warm breast. Finally she began to pinch and squeeze her nipples, working the cream into them, flicking and prodding them with her fingertips.

For some strange reason, Suzanne was getting turned on by this, and she could tell by the way Teysa was squirming and moaning through her gag, that it was having an effect on her too.

Gerald slowly licked his lips as he watched it. He had always found milkings to be a bit kinky, and seeing his wife fondle their daughter was turning him on even more.

Quickly he turned his attention to Lisa and a moment later he was down alongside her, face to tit as it were, as he watched the cream ooze out over her springy tit. Her athletic body had never been curvaceous, but her breasts had grown in size marginally as they were filling with milk. He knew that between the milk and the hormones pumping through her system, her breast would grow even more.

He gently took hold of the nearest breast and began to work the cream into her warm handful, feeling her rubbery nipple press back and forth in the palm of his hand.

After the cream was fully rubbed into both tits, he began to work some more into her erect nipples. He ran his thumb over them, springing them back and forth and grazing the top of the skin with his rougher, masculine skin. He could see the pleasure was driving her nuts, and he knew how much this made the milk flow. Slowly he squeezed her nipple, she groaned in pain and pleasure as he squashed her nub between his thumb and forefinger. He was tempted to grab hold of it in his teeth, but it was too awkward to climb under there, so perhaps another time.

"Ok Gerry, that's enough buddy, look," Henry pointed at her nipple and Gerald could see a drop of the milky looking liquid collecting on the end of the bumps and ridges of her flesh.

Henry passed the tube to Gerald and he looked down lovingly at Lisa.

"Here you go dear, first tube," he bent down slightly and lifted the cup up over her breast. In an instant her tit was sucked in and then with a pulse it began to suck and then release her tit.

"Its ok, just let it go," Gerald encouraged her and stroked her hair.

A moment later he saw a fine stream of liquid spray out, hitting the transparent cup before disappearing along the tube.

"Excellent," Gerald smiled as he moved around to slip her other tit into the second milking tube.

A moment later and in unison, both of her tits were being sucked in and released, as a spray of her milk would erupt out of her nipple and was instantly sucked away.

"Well done, you just let the machine do its work," he patted her on her naked buttock as he walked past and turned to see what Suzanne was doing.

At first she had been too gentle, until Janice had pushed her aside her and showed her how to abuse her daughter's nipples properly.

"There you go Suzy, you've got her milk up," Janice grinned and flicked the droplets of milk off Teysa's nipples.

Suzanne slipped one tube on and then the other as Janice pressed the control and the machine began to suck on her tits.

Gerald stood in awe, watching as Tey's tits were sucked in and out of the machine, and then turned to look back at Lisa, it was almost like looking into the mirror, both of them were squirming around as side by side they had their titties milked for the first time.

"Good job girls, fill those containers up and I might give you a special dessert tonight," Henry smiled as he stood along side Gerald and Suzanne, watching their daughters in awe.

"Amazing sight to see isn't it. I never get over seeing a first time milker," Henry smiled at watched the two of them. They squirmed around and after a few more moments he could see them thrusting their hips up and down, rolling their buttocks to expose their naked pussies.

"Looks like those fertility drugs have really kicked in," Henry stepped forwards to Teysa and easily slid two of his fingers into her sopping went cunt. "If these two were any more ready to be bred, they would have flashing holo-signs above their head saying come fill me up," he moved across to Lisa and his fingers easily penetrated her too.

"Yep they both need servicing," he turned to face Gerald and Suzanne. "Now, have you given any thought to which bull you'd like to choose?"

Suzanne's face almost drained of colour; she looked back and forth between the two men. This was something she had never thought of.

"Well, I don't know..." this had really thrown her a curveball.

"Well we have some fine ones here, depends on what traits you'd like your new babies to have. The wife and I were thinking about this earlier..."

"Yes Henry, what is it?" asked Suzanne eager to hear any suggestions.

"Well I'm guessing you'd like them to be as close to the rest of your family as possible..."

"Yes, yes that's good," she nodded.

"Maybe we could bring on of the older stallions out of semi-retirement. What do you think Gerald?"

Gerald looked at him blankly, then after a moment it dawned on him what Henry was saying.

"You want me to do it?"

"Well they'd all have the same father then, wouldn't they?"

"I don't know, seems a bit... unusual to me."

"Yes, you should do it," Suzanne nodded. "It makes perfect sense, why just take anyone, when they can have the same father as our other children," she pointed at their two daughters before them.

"Now go, make a donation that's useful to us for once."

Gerald looked at her for a moment, but he could see from the look on her face that she was serious about this; she had made up her mind.

"Alright then," he moved over behind Lisa, she was the nearest one to him, so he would service her first. "It's been a while since I did this with a cow Henry," he grinned over at his friend.

Gerald dropped his trousers and stepped out of them and his slip on shoes. He stood there naked from the waist down, his flaccid cock hanging between his legs.

"Do you need some attention there honey? I help the other bulls out sometimes," Janice moved forwards and dropped down to her knees before Gerald, and began to slurp his limp cock into her mouth.

"Now wait just one moment Jan, if anyone's going to pump up my husband's cock for this, it's going to be me!" Suzanne dropped down alongside Janice and grabbed her husband's hip and turned him to face her, causing his now half erect cock to pop out of the other woman's mouth.

"Ok Suze, just trying to help out," Janice grinned and stood up; she walked over to where her husband was sitting on a long bench seat against the wall, watching the show.

Janice laid herself back against his shoulder and nuzzled her head back into his neck, feeling his chin and cheek pressed against the side of her head.

Suzanne grabbed hold of her husband's butt and used it to help push and pull as she devoured his cock in an enthusiastic blowjob.

"Oh yeah Suzy, that's great," Gerald moaned as he dropped his head back in bliss, staring straight up at the ceiling.

After a moment or two more of this Henry yelled out to them. "Remember you need to get the sperm in their wombs not down your wife's throat," he laughed at the two of them.

Gerald looked over and grinned, before pulling his now ragingly erect cock out of Suzanne's somewhat disappointed mouth.

"Go get 'em Tiger," she grinned and gave his departing arse a slap.

Gerald moved over behind Lisa's slowly gyrating buttocks. He watched for a moment, as he saw her dripping wet snatch appear beneath him.

He gabbed hold of her by the waist and held her buttocks still, then pressed forwards with his erection and pressed the tip against Lisa's glistening, puffy pussy lips.

He could feel how ready she was, her pussy just wanted to suck him in, and with no effort at all he slid the whole length of his cock into her cunt.

She groaned in pleasure and her head rolled back towards him.

"Wow she's so tight," he groaned as he began to slide his cock back out of her, feeling every muscle, every fibre of her pussy, holding onto his shaft to try and keep it inside her. With a wet squelch he left just the tip inside her, and then drove the length of it forwards to spear her again.

He was groping and fondling her warm butt cheeks as he rammed his cock into her again and again. He was really getting into his stride now, enjoying the sensations from her eager pussy as it tried to milk the hot come from his invading manhood.

Her mind was racing with pleasure as her nipples were sucked on by the milking machine, and the hard cock inside her was slamming her pussy.

Gerald thrust deeply inside her and with a low growl he began to send out jet after jet of his white-hot sperm into her very fertile womb.

"Oh yeah, that's how it's done baby," he grinned over his shoulder at Suzanne.

"Don't get cocky, you still have to impregnate Teysa," his wife chided him.

"Yep, ok. I can do a two-fer," he slid his half limp cock out of her and made his way over to where Teysa was still being milked too.

Suddenly Suzanne was behind him, reaching around his waist to grab hold of his cock.

"How do you expect to get Mr limp dick here inside her?" she whispered in his ear as she gently nibbled on his neck and began to pump his cock in her hand.

She knew he loved it when she nibbled on his ear, and he loved her jacking him off too, so it was a double shot of pleasure. A few moments later and his cock was again erect and ready for action.

"That's better Dear," she nodded as she pulled him forwards with his cock. He was now standing in position behind Teysa, and Suzanne lined his cock up with the young woman's pussy and then used her other hand to spread the lips apart to reveal the glistening pink insides of her cunt to his eyes.

"Go," she instructed and he eagerly pressed his erection forwards to slide inside his other daughter's cunt, which was just as tight and snug as her sister's.

Suzanne turned his head to the side so she could kiss him passionately as he began to hump in and out of Teysa's pussy.

"Have fun Dear," she smiled and walked back to Jan and Henry.

 

Jan watched Gerald fuck one and then the other, she was getting horny and she had also been thinking too. Their discussions about who should be the bull for these two had awakened other ideas in her head.

"I think it's time that Sally had a calf, Henry."

"Ok," he had also been considering this himself, time to get another generation of prizewinners on the go.

"I want the same for her that Suzanne wants for her daughters."

"You want Gerald to fuck her too?"

"No you idiot," she laughed and slapped his arm. "I want her child to have the same father that mine did."

"Oh, you want me to do it. Hadn't considered that," he said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully for a moment.

"Oh man up and get over there," Suzanne shoved him off the end of the bench to his feet.

"Go on, and don't come back over here until Sally has a bun in the oven," said Janice sternly, pointing her finger at him.

"Yes dear," Henry chuckled and walked away, unbuckling his belt as he went.

He was pretty turned on after watching Gerald fuck the two girls, and as he stood behind Sally's curvy butt, he looked over at Gerald who was still rutting away with Teysa, his eyes were closed in pleasure, and Henry could see his erect cock invading the defenceless pussy, again and again.

A moment later and his own cock was sliding inside the very willing cunt of his daughter.

He pressed all the way in and stopped as he felt her warm lips pressed around the base of his cock, his balls were tickling her clit and her arse was pressed against his stomach as she was bent over the frame in front of him.

Sally was incredibly horny, she hadn't been fucked since she left college, now she was a milker they hadn't let her near a guy or even one of the bulls. She was going to be bred at the right moment for her show career, and she had known it would bee soon when her mother had started giving her the fertility drugs a few weeks ago.

Sally knew impregnation was almost inevitable, and the fertility drugs also made her so fertile that sometimes several eggs would be ready, so she could have twins or triplets, and so could Lisa or Teysa.

She was going wild with pleasure as she felt the hard cock spread her love canal wide apart, it slid in and out of her, tickling every inch of her insides as it went. She grunted and felt her muscles clenching down on it, squeezing it, desperate to get that baby making seed out of it. She just hoped she'd manage to orgasm before he shot off inside her.

 

Janice and Suzanne watched as on one side Henry was fucking Sally and on the other Gerald was just about to come inside Teysa.

Suzanne wasn't sure that this should turn her on, but she was turned-on on some subconscious level, she was also overjoyed that she would be a mother again, albeit via a proxy.

She watched Henry for a moment, he was slamming into Sally faster and faster, each time she grunted through her gag, and each time she thought the frame would move from the pressure on it. Gerald was not going as roughly, and Teysa was trying to writhe as much as she could, enjoying every last bit of the hard cock inside her.

Suzanne could tell that the first round with Lisa had taken the edge off it a bit so Teysa was getting more of a work out, but she could tell from the way her husband was quivering that it would all be over in a second.

 

Gerald slid his cock in as far as he could and took a handful of her arse cheeks in each hand, holding on for all he was worth. His legs were turning rubbery as he felt the second load of hot come leave his cock, flooding out into the womb of this his other daughter.

He slumped forwards over her naked back, resting there for a moment as he felt the juices begin to slowly leak out from inside her around the edges of his cock.

He slowly slid it out and with a wet plop it was fully ejected from her and he stepped back from her, exhausted.

Janice rushed forwards with a metal belt like contraption with a plug on it. She placed the belt around Teysa's waist and pressed the plug into her abused pussy. With a wet slurp the plug slid inside her and Janice did up the belt around her waist, before tying up the other leather straps which helped keep the plug in place.

Gerald turned to look at Lisa and saw that she had already been fitted with one of these plugs, and was now snoozing quietly on her frame.

"It helps keep the little swimmers inside," Janice smiled as she grabbed another such belt off the rack, ready to use it on Sally when Henry was done.

Gerald sat his naked arse on the bench next to his wife and smiled at her, she was beaming with pride and happiness.

"Thank you," she smiled and leaned forwards to kiss him.

"You can thank me by cleaning this up before I put my pants on," he pointed at his sticky cock.

"Sounds like a good idea," she smiled and bent over to suck it into her mouth, rolling her tongue around it to get every last drop of juice off it.

She sat back up and smacked her lips together. "Delicious!"

 

Henry knew he was about to shoot and as he started he felt her pussy start to spasm around him, she was orgasming just as he was shooting his come into her.

"That's the way Sally, come like a good little breeder," he slapped her arse and drove himself inside her deeply and then stayed there as the last of his warm sperm oozed out of his cock.

The instant he pulled out he knew that Janice would dive in with the stopper and would strap it in place.

 

He staggered back and sat next to Gerald on the bench as Janice dove between his thighs to clean his cock up.

"Well done my husband," she smiled up at him from between his legs, and then popped his cock back in her mouth and continued to suck it clean.

"You'll need to come and service them for the next week, and then we'll know if they're pregnant."

"Ok," nodded Gerald as he slid his pants up his thighs, standing up to pull them on. "Guess I'll see you again tomorrow Janice."

 

Chapter 7

 

It had taken a week of Gerald and Henry both coming inside their respective cows and then the fertility drugs worked their magic, all three young women were pregnant.

 

Gerald and Suzanne watched on in awe as their daughter's bellies became more and more swollen, as their tits became larger as they filled with even more milk.

The girls were uncomfortable, but happy as the hormonal treatments they had been fed were making their systems maternal and more compliant than normal. They were prepared to go through a lot of discomfort, as they knew in the end they would have some beautiful children, and they would also have worked off the debt they owed their father.

 

Gerald had even been at the farm the day the medibot was scanning the three of them, and unceremoniously informed everyone that the girls all were carrying multiple babies, they had three sets of twins coming.

Henry had almost expected this, and it was not unwelcome. The fertility drugs would often cause hyper-ovulation in first time breeders, meaning that they could end up with two or three eggs becoming ready and available for fertilisation.

Gerald was happy too, he knew Suzanne would love this news, and it also meant that their special herd of potential prizewinners would triple in size. It was a good start to their next business venture.

For some time now Henry had been experimenting with breeding young calves, and giving them growth enhancers. Last year the scientists had finally come up with a formula that worked, so now he could give his new calves the new special feed and they would grow, rapidly, they could get them to almost twenty years old in one year of treatment.

Suzanne and Janice were both fully aware that these new babies would not be babies for very long, but they were happy to play mother again, if even for only a little while.

 

For nine months the three girls, were fed, watered and milked each day, growing larger and larger as they finally came to term.

On the fateful day the attendant medibot fired the birthing pulse at their swollen bellies, and as soon as the harmonic sound wave hit the fluid inside them, the birth process began, exactly as the pulse was designed to do.

Both sets of parents watched and waited as the three women laid back in the metallic birthing seats. Their legs were apart and lifted slightly, exposing their newly shaved pussies.

Their proud parents watched as the medibots did their jobs, quickly and efficiently floating their rounded, egg-like bodies from one woman to the next, providing treatment, encouragement or whatever the girls needed at the time.

A few minutes later and each of them had delivered their first calf, a few moments after that and the second twin for each of them had been born.

Quickly the bots swooped in as each baby emerged, scanning them, cutting the umbilical cord, cleaning and wrapping them up before delivering them to their dishevelled and exhausted mothers.

Suzanne and Janice quickly ran forwards, proudly rushing around unable to resist their new granddaughters.

Henry and Gerald watched, they now had six new girls to add to their herd when they were the right size.

"They can feed off their mothers for a few days, and then we'll start them on the special formula. When we do that, you and Suzanne can decide which ones you want to take home for a while."

Gerald nodded, knowing he was going to be hard pressed to get her to choose only two of them.

 

Suzanne had struggled but had decided on one child from each daughter, leaving the other two to stay on the farm and grow up as part of the herd.

A couple of months in and the young girls were now old enough to start school and they would sit in front of their advanced learning screens, rapidly absorbing hours of lessons, while at night many more lessons were dream implanted into their minds, it was the only way to get enough schooling and life lessons into them before their year was up.

Birthdays were celebrated rapidly, and the proud grandparents watched as before their eyes they saw these new children turning into the spitting images of their own daughters.

Gerald knew the time was rapidly approaching, these two girls had made up for the time they had been away from Lisa and Teysa, but even little L1 and T1 couldn't replace them, they couldn't become too attached to these children, so they had left them with their herd designations, and had not given them names. Soon they would return to be with their sisters, L2 and T2, along with Sally's girls, S1 and S2. The couple looked forward to the debt being paid off and their daughters being able to finish up on the farm and return home. The girls had grown up, they had been taught a valuable lesson and Gerald knew that they would emerge from their sabbatical year as stronger people.

Even still, he knew Suzanne wouldn't want to give up little L1 and T1, but he was sure she would see reason eventually.

 

Gerald sat quietly in the car, the day had come and all four of them were in the quiet transport, which was returning them to the farm. Gerald had been to check on the progress of the second twins and his own children, several times, but Suzanne couldn't bring herself to return early, as she knew she wouldn't be able to leave.

L1 and T1 were now 18, nearly 19, years old, with supple womanly bodies. They both sat excitedly in their special robes, wearing nothing underneath. They had on their herd collars, made of fine leather, which designated them as part of Henry and Gerald's milk farm. They both had their ball gag tied behind their head but hanging loose around their necks, as they were not required yet.

"Are we there yet?" asked L1 excitedly.

"No dear, a few minutes more," Suzanne patted her on the knee as the younger woman almost jumped up and down in her seat with excitement. Her chestnut brown hair cascaded down her back in flowing curls and her eyes glinted with mischief, making their brown colour seem even darker in the subdued lighting.

T1 looked similar but not the same, they could be sisters, and there was a definite family resemblance. Her hair was a lighter brown, almost blonde and her eyes were green. Both of them had similar figures, lithe and athletic with smallish breasts that pressed against their robes ever so slightly.

"Look there," Gerald pointed ahead of them and they all looked out the front windscreen. Ahead of them at the gate to the farm were Lisa and Teysa along with T2 and L2, plus Henry and Janice. They all waved as the transport rolled up and stopped. The door opened and the two girls exploded out of the car, eager to see their mothers and sisters again.

Suzanne was amazed at how similar each twin was to the other, they were not identical, but it was pretty close.

All four women were dressed the same as L1 and T1, in the white robes and red collars which Henry's farm was known for. Each farm had a signature dress for their prizewinners, like the colours worn by a jockeytron that signified which owner's stable was running the particular racehorse.

Lisa and Teysa hugged their parents happy to see their mother again after all this time.

"I'm so happy to see you both," she hugged them and kissed each of her daughters on the cheek.

"Let me see you all," she lined up the girls with their two daughters and took it all in. "What a lovely herd we have dear."

Gerald nodded, and greeted Henry with a handshake and Janice with a peck on the cheek.

"Today's the day buddy," Henry grinned and ushered them back towards the special barn. "They've made enough money to cover that debt of theirs, and all the new calves are old enough to start their milking careers."

All of the twins were very excited to hear this, and started whispering amongst themselves eagerly.

"Here we are girls, you are free to get your things and go, leaving these fine new specimens to take your place," Henry waved his arm to where their bags were ready and waiting along the wall.

Lisa and Teysa looked at each other and then Teysa nodded to her sister.

"I think we'd prefer to stay," said Lisa, reaching out to take hold of one of each of her daughter's hands. "We'd like to make sure the twins all get settled in, maybe we'll come home in a few months."

"Maybe... we'll have some more calves," suggested Teysa with a wicked grin on her face.

"If that's what you want to do, you're welcome to stay. More calves would be worth a lot of money to you both, plus you'd make a nice little income from the milk now that you've finished paying off that debt," Henry nodded to them.

"Are you sure about this?" Suzanne was worried about her girls; she stared at Lisa, knowing she would be the sensible one who would tell her the truth.

"It's ok, it was my idea," Lisa nodded, and then undid the clasp at her throat, allowing the robes to fall away, exposing her naked body underneath. Her breasts were much larger now, engorged with milk as she was past her normal milking time.

"I have work to do," she squeezed her mother's shoulder and smiled at her. "I'll talk to you later," and turned to go back into her stall, she climbed into place on her milking frame and waited for her stable hand to come and attach the tubes to suck out the milk.

Henry pointed out to Gerald and Suzanne how they had reconfigured the barn to place each set of twins alongside their mothers in their own milking stalls. Sally's twins were already in place, strapped into their own frames after getting their first hormone treatment, so they were snoring loudly.

Henry ushered the L twins and the T twins into their stalls and the proud grandparents helped him strap them into their frames. They watched as they were all given their first treatment and then shortly after went to sleep.

 

They both attended the next milestone and happily assisted as the twins all had the tubes latch onto their little tits and begin to suck out the precious milk. They were both surprised at just how much milk a pair of a-cup tits can hold. They would not be a-cups for long though, not with all the hormones racing around their bodies.

 

A few weeks later and the twins all turned nineteenish, so they had gathered here again sort of as a final hurrah. The twins were well and truly off their hands now and they were sort of a little bit lost. They had expected their daughters to come home and they were surprised when they hadn't wanted to.

"You haven't been to the club yet today have you dear?" asked Suzanne.

"No, why?" Gerald asked, suspecting the answer.

"I think it's time for more new calves dear."

Gerald began to remove his shirt, as his wife watched on happily.

"You know I can't donate to six of them in one go, don't you," he said to his wife.

"Actually it will be nine, if you don't mind," Janice smiled as she walked in holding up a small holo-display.

"Gerry, a quick recording. I had to go out to one of the habitat islands, some parents over there have heard about the farm and are thinking of sending their daughters here for a sabbatical year, it could be the start of something big! Anyway, I won't have time to impregnate my three cows, so would you mind helping me out buddy? They need to be done soon as the super-ovulation works quickly and then dies out just as quickly, so there's a limited window of about five days. Today is day one. Thanks Buddy, hope to be back soon with some new cattle," Henry grinned and then the recording of his face vanished into thin air.

"You two are trying to kill me," Gerald groaned. "I can try for two shots a day, but that's the best I can do, and I don't know how long I can keep that up for."

"It will have to do," Janice grinned and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks Gerry."

"Well I've got first dibs, so get in there and service L2 and T2. A little reward for not coming home with us for a year."

Gerald nodded as he stood behind the quivering buttocks of both L1 and L2. He reached under the closest one's throat and grabbed the name disc on the collar, it said L1, so he stood behind Lisa's other daughter, and started at her naked buttocks. He could see her brown haired pussy peeking out, quivering in anticipation as she eagerly waited her first fuck, ready to be impregnated to increase the herd.

Janice placed the gag in her mouth and tightened it so it wouldn't slip out as Gerald began to thrust into her. Slowly he pressed in until he met the resistance of her hymen.

"Hadn't thought about them being virgins," he said to Janice.

"Yeah, it's a special treat isn't it," she smiled at him. "Hey Suzy honey, want to see your hubby pop a virgin cherry?" she yelled out to Suzanne.

Suzanne smiled and came over to stand alongside, where she could see both L2 and Gerald's faces.

"Ready?" he asked. Janice and Suzanne nodded eagerly as he pressed forwards again, slowly working back and forwards with his rock hard cock as he suddenly felt her defences give way and the entire length of his shaft was able to slide deep inside her.

She groaned in pain, the gag muffled a lot of the noise, which was the point, and Gerald began to thrust slowly in and out of her. He could feel her tight, eager pussy trying desperately to get the sperm out of his invading cock, and then he plunged into her again. This was something he could get used to, it was much more sublime than the collector machines.

"Has Henry tried this," he groaned as he continued to work his cock into her tight cunt.

"A virgin heifer?"

"Yeah," he felt his balls tickling her clit and he slapped them against her a few times to illicit another groan from her.

"A few times, he says it's unbelievable, probably why he wanted to start a breeding program here, as much virgin pussy as he could ever want," she laughed. "You won't be seeing Gerald for a while now that he's discovered this," she warned her friend.

"Good thing there's not too many around at the moment then, isn't it," she laughed too as she watched the look of pleasure and disbelief wash over L2's pretty face.

"That's it, enjoy it sweetheart," Suzanne rubbed her cheek supportively.

"Ok... I'm done," Gerald slammed his cock home deeply into her and his hot load erupted out of his cock inside her.

Her head snapped back and she hissed and groaned through the gag.

Gerald stood there recovering for a moment, and then with a playful grin on his face he allowed his half erect cock to slide out. As Janice slipped a plug in place, he gave L2 and playful pat on her butt cheek and turned to look at Suzanne.

"Ok, which one next?"

 

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