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The Milkmaid:
Welcome to your first tour of NectarPharm: Operating publicly as a wellness product company & spa chain; privately, it's more of a Willy Wonka-esque factory where sexual fluids are harvested refined and bottled. In the Milkmaid, we follow the journey of Kelly, an administrative intern who is unexpectedly converted into a more... productive... member of the company.

Pg 01:
Through clumsy exposition, we are introduced to NectarPharm, our tour guide: The Director, and What exactly goes on in the secretive, hidden factory.

Pg 02:
We meet Kelly, our tour's primary subject and main character: She's a smart, shy administrative intern who harbors dark sexual fantasies at NectarPharm. Her resume's going to need one hell of an update though as she's getting promoted to her secret dream job! NectarPharm Production Stock!

Pg 03:
Kelly has been prepped for her initiation into the factory, and her transformative Alpha Serum is administered... Her transformation begins!

Pg 04:
The Alpha Serum changes Kelly's body, her vulva engorges and squirts as she orgasms, her breasts swell to incredible size and uncontrollably spray jets of milk!

Pg 05:
With her first-stage transformation complete, Kelly's body is radically changed! Her breasts have swollen to enormous size and now leak ever-increasing quantities of milk which trickle over her heaving, glistening curves. Her hips have widened, her thighs have grown plump. Kelly's buttocks—once petite, are now a plump immensity... Her whole crotch gently throbs as her vulva: altered and engorged, splutters a sticky honey all over her groin. It coats Kelly—from her expanding clitoris and tingling anus, to her fattened thighs. It eventually dribbles from her heaving underside into puddles of her juices collecting on the floor beneath her. These fluids are now her worth—exactly what NectarPharm is after. As she wobbles, delirious from the experience, the Director declares her to be a "Milkmaid"...but what does that mean? What is in store for sweet Kelly?

Pg 06:
While in a state of delirium after her first-stage transformation from the Alpha Serum, Kelly barely notices as a team of lab techs hoist her up into what is called "The Track". As they fold her body and use her harness to bind her into a humiliating pose optimized for transport and "access", the Director can't help but admire her work in Kelly's now-heaving mass as it glistens from sweat and fluids. Kelly will likely stay posed and suspended from the track indefinitely, as it will carry her throughout the facility to wherever she is needed, whenever she is needed. Oh my...

Pg 07:
Kelly is whisked at exhilarating speed—across who knows how many kilometers of factory—on her way to the processing facility! Her track eventually combines with many others as she files into a long line of other new initiates, all speeding on towards the Processing facility. Her fate fully dawns on her now as she truly becomes one of the many voluptuous monsters she once frequently pleasured herself to. Her thoughts make her ever wetter (she has a small orgasm as a gush of hot fluid spurts out of her backside and her tits to spray stiff jets of milk into the darkness below). She is now truly one of the very things she once objectified for her own gratification. The Track—as exciting as a roller coaster—gradually slows her and the girls around her grow closer as they finally approach the Processing facility.
...But what will that entail?

Pg 08:
Kelly has a moment's pause, queuing up for the processing facility. She is pulled very close to the immense ass of the woman in front of her. Her pussy is enormous and erupts in a near-constant gush of juices. Kelly admires this initiate's backside and her waterworks as she muses about her own body. Hoping the woman behind her is enjoying her view of Kelly, as much as Kelly is enjoying this one. The humiliation of such a forced display stirs Kelly's excitement more and more.
Then, suddenly the woman in front of her is clasped in a strange machine which stuffs her holes with thick pulsating phaluses. They fill her with a froth as the woman writhes in her bondage—experiencing such immense pleasures. Kelly knows she is next...

Pg 09:
The woman in front of her completes stage I and disappears on her way to the next stage and now it's Kelly's turn to start processing.

The pump latches on and sucks over her backside. The housing chamber forms a seal over the genitalia and fills with a lubricating, deep-cleaning fluid. The gentle vacuum-suction over her genitals causes the tissue to engorge and swell, this expansion increases blood flow & sensitivity: stimulating fluid production! The Stems inside the housing immediately get to work: penetrating the vagina and anus, while they thrust, they immediately begin pumping the girls' holes full of cleansing fluids. This enema solution is also laced with conditioning compounds and nutrient formulas that get absorbed into the body. After a short period, the pumps suck everything back out, leaving the girls' insides sparkling-clean!

Their job done, the enema stems pull out and make way for a larger set of pumping stems which will carry out the next phase of this process!

Pg 10:
After her cleansing enema, Kelly is pumped full of fluids again—now in every hole—and this time, they're going to stay inside her...

Anally: Kelly is pumped full of a water-based gel designed to keep her body fully hydrated. This is important given how much milk & honey (vaginal fluids) her body is going to be producing!

Vaginally: Kelly's womb is stuffed with a potent cocktail of hormono-genetic compounds which will enhance her body and facilitate her ongoing Alpha Serum transformation!

Orally: Kelly's stomach is filled with a slurry of nutritional formula that will feed her hungry body the calories, vitamins, and minerals she'll need to produce top-quality milk & honey!

All of this fluid-filling conspires to blow up our girls' bellies like balloons! Everyone leaves this stage looking severely pregnant. Fortunately, the Alpha Serum makes sure the girls' bodies are wonderfully elastic! As a result, this cartoonish distention is quite the pleasurable experience! Typically, the girls' bodies absorb the bulk of these fluids before they're done processing and their bellies shrink back down to normal, but some Types are defined by large, pregnant-looking bellies—we'll cover that in detail soon!
We make sure to fill the girls until we can't anymore, and usually this ends in a spectacular waterworks display!
Once filled, the girls are ready for the next stage of processing...

Pg 11:
After being filled up in every hole, Kelly is dropped into "The Vat": a massive circulating tank of hair removal gel. Being an industrial facility, we process many women at a time! In our parallel processing line, Kelly rides the track with along with numerous other newly-initiated women abreast at either side! The Vat is a relatively calm portion of processing and girls will often get to know each other during their dip!

Pg 12:
Kelly made some new friends on her dip into the vat! Before long she started telling them all about what's going to happen to them, revealing that there are three primary types that women become after their Alpha transformation: Milkmaids, Honeypots, and Queens!

Milkmaids:
Grow big, fat, leaky tits that produce liters of milk each day (and even more if you milk 'em)! Their milk is rich and thick, and highly sought-after on the market. 'Maids produce more vaginal fluids than your average uninitiated woman, but not enough or at high enough quality to be commercially viable.

Honeypots:
Marked by larger thighs, hindquarters, vulvas, and often (though not always) by their large pregnant-looking bellies. Honeypots constantly produce and discharge large volumes of sweet, sticky vaginal fluid—honey! Sexual stimulation increases production, so they’re constantly poked and prodded in order to maximize extraction! Like their cousins, they typically lactate too, but again, it’s not usually in commercially viable amounts or of a high enough quality...

Queens:
The best of both worlds! Queens are rarer alpha serum outcomes, but they’re the class all girls aspire to. These women produce high volumes and/or high quality milk AND honey. They’re distinguished from pots by their much larger and ever-present pregnant-looking bellies. Their wombs swell with a special, extremely high-quality honey that gushes out of their engorged vaginas. Their breasts grow to enormous size and produce obscene quantities of milk.

Kelly's friends are excited by all of this information about what awaits them but they get a bit flustered at mention of a certain other thing they're craving... boys!

Pg 13:
The only class used to farm semen: Hornbeams grow gigantic, fat cocks and matching appetites for arousal. Ironically, perhaps even tragically, the Hornbeam’s phallus is far too large for penetrative sex (with humans at least), so they are only ever satisfied by the large and elaborate pumps that harvest their seed. Hornbeams are held in a separate facility and kept on rigorously guarded production schedules. Great precautions must be taken with them as their moans are highly entrancing and hypnotic.

Chestnuts:
So named for the massive testicles they grow, and while they also grow oversized members: their sizes are much more suitable for filling various holes—which is part of their intended purpose. Chestnuts are often used to bring pleasure and recreational comfort to members of the production stock in their off-hours. However, they no longer produce semen. Instead, their testes produce huge volumes of specialized conditioning fluids that replenish and hydrate the busy tissues of the rest of NectarPharm’s valuable production stock.

Cornucopias:
Triumphs of transformation edging on the tragic: Cornucopias grow such absurdly large penises that their bodies cannot maintain standard conscious brain function. Instead, a fully-developed Cornucopia will slip into a semi-vegetative coma in which they reportedly live out vivid and elaborate sexual dreams. In the real world, their testes return into the body cavity and develop into a more substantial, glandular organ that produces a nutritional support fluid for the other stock classes to enjoy. This gel-like fluid is filled with vitamins, minerals, electrolytes, and interestingly: neurotransmitters like dopamine, oxytocin & serotonin. Cornucopias are often fitted into autonomous bio-support pods which allow only their massive cocks to be exposed for access. A lip-like structure grows at the urethra so that hungry production stock need only latch on to the tip in order to take their fill of the rich supplement fluid.

Kelly drives herself wild thinking about all of these things that she’s only been able to see from afar, but will soon be able to experience directly for the first time… but that’s not everything is it?

Pg 14:
Kelly reveals that there are still more types and even more serum formulas! Beyond the primary six types: things get strange! She only knows small fragments of information gleaned from a few partially-decrypted files, but it hints at an expansive world of possibilities beyond what she—or her friends—ever thought possible!

In these high-level experiment programs Some subjects appear to grow multiple parts such as the cleft-cocked Aulos-Chestnut variant: spewing creamy conditioning fluid from two phalluses instead of one.

Others develop seemingly new body parts in strange places such as the marvelous, multi-breasted Imperial Hypermaid who’s nipples appear to resemble sumptuous lips, and whose large, swollen belly appears to be tipped with a leaking, puffy secondary vulva where her navel once was—goodness!

Then there are those apparently classified as “Goddesses”: Monsters of pure sexuality. Once they were human, presumably—but now their entire bodies have been transmorgified into a jumble of sex organs. What could NectarPharm possibly want with these creatures, how do they turn us into them? Are there people still there inside? Can they be turned back?

What Kelly doesn’t know is just how limited her clearance was before being thrown, bodily, into the machine! That these “crumbs” of classified data were fed to her on purpose! Dr. Skene has a lot in store for sweet little Kelly, and our intrepid former-intern will get to ride much of this transformation-continuum herself before long.

Director Skene snatches the narrative back from Kelly (before she can spill too many beans)! As the trio of girls ride the tracks out of this expositional interlude and off into the next phase of processing…

Pg 15:
Kelly and her new friends arrive at a soaping station, where they're aggressively hosed down with a highly drug-laced cleansing soap. This soap foams and froths until the subjects are engulfed in suds then they're carefully aligned with a curiously-yonic array of bio-machines below them.

Kelly waits, nervous and excited, because she hasn't read beyond this point in the manual and no longer knows what to expect from the remainder of this processing ride (It's gonna be wild and fun)! But as the soap drips down onto the bio-machines' expectant lips, the bio-machines are activated and slowly rise up to meet their next batch of subjects. The next stage is coming soon and so will our subjects!

Pg 16:
With the wash pods fully-erect and ready to accept their subjects, Kelly and the other girls are released from their tracks and dropped into their soft, wet, gaping maws. While very exciting, this procedure is incredibly safe and NectarPharm has never sustained an onsite injury during processing. Our engineers work tirelessly to ensure that nothing ever harms our precious production stock! Nevertheless, sometimes our subjects can be a little neurotic and in Kelly is no exception! Our pert protagonist simply gets a little nervous when facing the unknown, but... I think she'll cum around.

Unfortunately, this is where Kelly must part ways with her newfound friends—the Wash pods are a private experience after all. Perhaps they'll all meet again in the production facility and share stories, who can say?

Pg 17:
Kelly plummets into the salivating mouth of her expectant wash pod. It's quite eager to get to work on her as it swallows her up in its bulbous wash chamber, clasping its lips over her with a resounding clap. Once closed, the majority of the mouth seals itself, allowing only a small opening near the clitoris-like tuffet at the front...I wonder what for?

Some of you might be concerned that this could spell some kind of an end for Kelly. Worry not, dearies, our subject could not be more safe from bodily harm. NectarPharm takes every precaution to keep its subjects as happy as they are healthy. Afterall, as our narrator: Director Skene, reveals of themself: this was their favorite part when they were in Kelly's...position. She'll be just fine.

Pg 18:
Our subjects are briefly encompassed by the wash pods completely. Their thick, moist, and meaty walls massage the subjects' bodies and ultimately squeeze their heads out through the only remaining opening just above the "clit bulb" (an affectionate term for the small fatty lump that acts as both a comfortable head rest for the subject, as well as a housing for the very important breathing stem). Our girls are freed from the track brackets, but their straps still hold them, bound in their immobile, folded pose (it's very important that they cannot squirm or shift in these upcoming steps).

Quite immediately after slapping shut, the pod's lobes quickly fuse over completely: locking the subjects' bodies in with an air and water-tight seal! Then all at once, the breathing stem stuffs its way into their mouths. Horny and desperate for something to suck, our subjects never turn down the breathing stem's tantalizing advances! Simultaneously, the pod rapidly swells with a hot water solution secreted from glands in the living walls of the wash pod (Water, collagen, muscle relaxants, exfoliants, hormones, essential oils, psychoactives, vitamins, and more!). As it comes into contact with the foam covering the subject's body it produces a warm, tingling, bubbly bathing experience which is about to get even more exciting.
Dirt, grime, sweat, any foreign particles are instantly cleared away and the skin is refreshed; it feels and smells just wonderful!

"The unknown isn't so bad afterall", Kelly thinks as she melts into the first few minutes of her bath. However, every drug we've snuck into her body along the way is beginning to really hit. Between that cocktail and the general background mindset of the alpha-serum transformation, she'll soon be incoherent and higher than she ever got in her college days!

Pg 19:
Fully sealed into the pod, and fully immersed in its fluids: Kelly is embraced by its warm and slick, squishy, vibrating walls. Just imagine being enveloped by your favorite fully-lubed silicone sex toy! Then just like that, the wash sequence commences! Our subjects are vigorously scrubbed and massaged by our patented bio-bristles lining every centimeter of the wash pod's walls! Even our dear Director Skene finds herself a bit excited by watching Kelly undergo her favorite part of processing!

Pg 20:
Fully sealed into the pod, and fully immersed in its fluids: Kelly is embraced by its warm and slick, squishy, vibrating walls. Just imagine being enveloped by your favorite fully-lubed silicone sex toy! Then just like that, the wash sequence commences! Our subjects are vigorously scrubbed and massaged by our patented bio-bristles lining every centimeter of the wash pod's walls! Even our dear Director Skene finds herself a bit excited by watching Kelly undergo her favorite part of processing!

Little nodules engorge and press in from all directions to grope and rub. Kelly—her luscious body completely immobilized—is forced to endure this gauntlet of pleasure. The sensation is something between being licked and massaged by thousands of tongues or fingers all over and all at once. Her mind screams with amplified, overpowered orgasms as the pod washes her every crevice. Its walls, undulate over her body too, massaging her until she's like jelly.

As the cleansing fluid swirls around her curves, it carries away any and all foreign particles to be absorbed and metabolized by the wash pod: leaving Kelly purified inside and out. Eventually the cleansing compounds are exhausted and the fluid becomes mostly enriched water. Of course, the stimulation leads to lots of excited fluid expression. Kelly's heavy tits can't help but splutter their creamy contents, nor can her twitching pussy can be prevented from spraying jets of honey out into the cleansing fluid.

By the end, our subjects are very much marinating in their own juices. Interestingly, these fluids do wonders for the skin—hey there's a reason we sell this stuff as beauty product after all; Kelly won't age a day as long as she's here!

While Kelly loses herself in the pod, Dr. Skene seems to be having trouble keeping focused on the tour at hand...is she alright?

We'll have to see...

Pg21:
With our subject fully cleansed, the pod begins to replace the chamber's fluid with a conditioning solution further nourishing and enriching the skin, our subjects soak in this moisturizing fatty bath for about an hour, all while the pod's tendrils gently massage and caress their bodies—easing up on the intensity of stimulation for jut a little while.

At the end of this brief rest period, each subject is prepared to be passed, through the bio-conduit network, on to their next destination...the Carousel.
All fluids are quickly drained from the chamber through vacuum suction. Intense negative pressure squeezes each subject's body tighter and tighter: squeezing and sucking on all their parts with a cruel intensity! Kelly's massive breasts are tugged away from her body and squeezed from every angle! Her nipples expand and swell until they expel plumes of hot, thick milk into the chamber—the machine greedily-drinking her near every last drop! While it wrings her out like a sponge, Kelly's vulva is gobbled up by the chamber and pumped with vacuum pressure until it too expands and swells into a cartoonish set of concentric lips!
This experience is as intensely-pleasurable as it is unique, but it serves wonderful purposes. First, this flesh-expansion increases blood circulation and carries any left-over serum into erogenous tissues where it is able to optimize each subjects' unique transformation. Second, it increases the much-needed (and much-desired) elasticity in our subjects' flesh: allowing them to accommodate the rigorous demands of the production line. Third: this vacuum-forming technique helps shape and modify the subjects' bodies: making some of the expanded tissue development permanent. Finally, this body-modification process actually stimulates the growth of entirely new tissue—particularly nerve tissue! Our subjects develop increased sensitivity and entirely new erogenous pleasure zones that don't normally exist in the human body; neat!

Pg22:
We find our lovely subject, Kelly, being thoroughly squeezed by the vacuum-sealed pod. Inside, the cavity below continues to suck so intently, it's practically begging to swallow her hulking mass! The negative pressure within the chamber is so strong, it pulls the milk from her heavy breasts!

Suddenly, the air stem—the friendly phallus stuffed between Kelly's lips—gives her one final nudge, and just like that, she's slurped up by the pod entirely! Naturally, she's sucked down the gullet of the wash-pod, into the long and winding bio-conduit network (finally)! Now, engulfed in its dark, undulating, fleshy immensity: Kelly is steadily passed along by the press of its walls. All the way, it slathers her in conditioning juices and oils!

Pg23:
The vascular columns of the Bio-Conduit are filled with countless, chambered modules—each equipped with different pleasure systems and punctuated at either end with bio-sphincters. This construction creates the delightful sensation of being squeezed tightly then released for the subjects as they slide along its length.

Swallowed bodily, Kelly is slowly squeezed through the network. As she goes the walls of the chambers constantly secrete an assortment of conditioning fluids which are massaged relentlessly into her. Many of the chambers contain clusters of pleasure tentacles which carefully stimulate Kelly's parts.

As she sinks, alongside the intense but familiar shudders of orgasm, Kelly begins to feel a new sensation creep over her. It is the nascent effects of the drugged froth she was soaked in. Things are about to get very strange for sweet little Kelly.

Pg24:
The Chambers seem to be getting smaller and the sphincters tighter, longer, and more-frequent. Are they filling with liquid again? Kelly can't honestly tell. She's having an incredibly hard time focusing on anything—her awareness seems as soft as her body and as aimless as her fleeting thoughts. She feels drunk and stoned and giddy and all that matters to her right now is pleasure. She can feel every centimeter of her body with an incredible sensitivity—it's exciting and almost overwhelming.

Suddenly, the walls squeeze so firmly: Kelly's hands and arms are pressed into her immense tits. A strange, but pleasant tingling feeling radiates through her body, then the walls release their pressure—only: Kelly's hands don't come back out from the fat of her breasts. She can't see anything, but she can't move or feel her hands anymore. Strangely, her tits feel more sensitive somehow, as if her hands merged into them.

Kelly can barely spare a moment's concern for this bizarre new development before the pleasure of milk spraying from her tender nipples brings her mind back to her ceaseless pleasure.

Unbothered, as if her hands were never there at all, Kelly continues to slide along the conduit in dark, wet ecstasy. That curious tingling sensation suffusing her body again and again.

Pg25:
The tingling sensation washes over Kelly's plump body again and again. She feels the familiar press and squeeze of the walls, now focused on her backside. Her legs—already so tightly folded against her body—seem to melt into her cheeks. For a few moments she is deliriously aware of this strange development and wonders if she is becoming something far stranger than a simple milkmaid? Her thoughts flit around her own hazy memories of the freakish transformations in those encrypted files—women turned into helpless heaps of sex organs... it surprises Kelly to realize just how much the prospect of such an outcome delights her. Just the thought makes her orgasm again.

Kelly's plump, helpless form continues to float along, spewing milk and vaginal juices into the darkness. Gradually, she feels the delicious pleasure of a burgeoning sensation against her belly. It feels as though her clit has grown long and hard—to near-phallic proportions! It feels incredible! The curve of this proto-penis matches the fullness of her mound and belly, the passing walls press it against her and she feels an entirely new kind of sexual gratification. The poor girl is lost in a daze of endless orgasms now.

From a technical point of view, the Conduit is taking important data measures from the subjects as they pass through it's chambers. Each sphincter scans Kelly's vitals and each chamber monitors her fluid quality & output. The data is all processed by a networked computing system and will ultimately help give our management useful insights onto each subject's potential. While much of what Kelly is experiencing right now may not be real, the nature of her hallucinations may give her a tantalizing glimpse of what her unique genetic profile could ultimately yield with future serum administrations and other hormonogenetic enhancements! Exciting!

Pg26:
Delirious and drugged, Kelly continues her journey through the conduit. The fleshy walls caress and palpate her sensitive and helpless body as they pass her along. The drugs in her system are finally beginning to peak and everything has turned upside-down. Her arms were swallowed up by her incredible breasts, and her legs absorbed into her waxing cheeks. Her sexual fixations and fetishes have manifested in her trip: twisting and shaping her body to suit her own deepest, darkest desires. Sweet, seemingly-innocent little Kelly secretly always craved some kind of release from all her responsibility and agency; to somehow find a way to exist for only that which brought her true happiness: sexual gratification. The shock and delight and shame all rush through her mind as she looks on her body and sees her shapes balloon to grotesque proportion. She unquestionably now, can only be useful for one thing—at last!

As she begins to cave into her mind's demands for sleep, Kelly could swear now that the familiar press of the walls enveloping her were the wonderful shapes of breasts and vulva lips embracing her as one of their own: a crowd of gentle lovers drawing her desirable shape ever-closer, ever-deeper inside...

Pg27:
Kelly, for however unreliable her perspective has become: is sure she is engulfed in a tunnel whose walls are composed of slick and glistening erogeny. Every bulge: an attractive breast, or a swollen belly. Every cleft: a vulva made hot and sticky with desire. The walls squeeze and press her tighter and tighter and, in her twisted imagining, they beg her to join them... Kelly's sex-crazed subconscious is eager to oblige. Half-awake, her mind fried by ceaseless orgasm: Kelly imagines her mouth to be a second vulva—wrapped tightly around the phallic comforts of her loyal breathing stem with its gift of hot and husky air flowing endlessly into her. She laps its girth gratefully with her tongue as she finally, drifts into an orgasmic slumber.

Pg28:
Kelly dozes off into a sensual slumber. She dreams of her future: a life of pleasure and milk production. Her body twisted and transmuted to serve this purpose alone. In her dream she is scarcely nothing more than immense and productive breasts all spurting heavy creamy milk into the suspension fluid she floats along... Delectable.

Pg29 & 30:
Here we see the bizarre and bewildering dreaming vision of a mind plunged into the abyssal depths of pleasure and desire. Kelly reveals to us a hallucinatory cacophony of parts, all dripping with the juices of wanting. Her mind dreams her body into a dissociative slurry of sexual pleasure. What a delight!

Pg31:
What a day! Kelly woke up this morning expecting a normal day. She got dressed, came into work, and prepared for what she expected to be a VERY different kind of presentation! She never could have imagined that by day's end her life would be turned wholly upside-down.

Just before her lunch break: Kelly was stripped bare in front of a tour, injected with serum, and asked to masturbate with a special toy. Moments after squirting in front of this group of strangers, her body transformed and expanded while she convulsed from a particularly intense orgasm! Before she knew it, she was folded up and strapped into a strange track that whisked her off at great speed to the processing facility!

Kelly never would have guessed that she'd be spending her lunch break getting fucked by a machine and pumped full of goo like a balloon... or that her afternoon meeting block would be spent dunked in a fragrant vat of hair removal fluid and chit-chatting with some particularly-juicy new colleagues... her afternoon department coffee run would be spent coated, bodily, in a drugged frothing-soap and soon after she'd be swallowed up by a wash pod. I'm sure she never imagined that her check-in meeting time with Director Skene today would instead be spent cumming endlessly in the grips of a fleshy, bio-mechanical ball of undulating tentacles & tingling wash fluid!

We do imagine though, if you told Kelly that instead of commuting home to her apartment on the light rail tonight, she'd be getting high as fuck and squeezed, naked, through a fleshy tube of tentacles until she passed out from cumming—she'd blush and get a little wet. She has secretly wanted this for some time after all.

Still, what a first day she's had as a new full-time NectarPharm employee! Her body has changed tremendously today, some changes are obvious, less-so, and others still happened while she slept! We join her as she begins to wake again, to see what sexual adventures await our intrepid Kelly now!

Pg32:
At long last Kelly reaches the end of the bio-conduit! Slowly she begins to wake—though she won't be fully-conscious for some time yet. The lingering effects of all the drugs, hormono-genetic treatments—and ...well... hours of continuous orgasms—make most of our subjects pretty loopy when they first emerge into the Carousel's conduit gate array. Frankly, our subjects' spend most of their time in-service in a state that many liken to being a little "faded" from combining marijuana & alcohol, but more on that later! For now, Kelly is about to be birthed into the depths of our NectarPharm facility! It wasn't intentionally-designed this way but the shape of the conduit gates mark a bit of a symbolic transition for our production stock! Neat!

When she emerges, she'll technically be in the Carousel system, but she won't be in the Carousel chamber itself yet. It's a bit convoluted, but don't worry, it will all become more clear soon!

Pg33:
An array of gates splutter in a warm, dark, and humid void. They are, structurally, very similar to their sisters: the wash pod array on the other end of the conduit network, however, their purpose is the reverse. These gates are designed to carefully exude their subjects out into this curious chamber.

Not unlike the genitals of their occupants, these bio-mechanical vulvae squirt and splutter conduit fluid in marvelous jets as they fulfill their purpose. Before long, Kelly's juicy hindquarters are squeezed out to dangle helplessly in the darkness and held there. Kelly squirts a little too as the pleasure of the experience washes over her body. Only barely awake, Kelly is likely sure that she's having a delicious wet dream.

Pg34:
From the darkness above descends a long, reinforced mechanical stem. It's capped by a curious cup and a pair of provocative, phallic prongs. This is known as a "Fork". They are utilized throughout our facilities to shuttle stock short distances, especially useful when the stock is sedated.

As with everything here at NectarPharm we pride ourselves on providing our stock with a luxuriously-pleasurable experience. You see, every Fork uses bespoke prongs—that is, they are designed specifically for their intended stock. The morphology of each prong is unique to its stock's physiology, preferences, and so on. Kelly's prongs slip into her wet holes easily and gently swell to fill the space.

Once the prongs are fully-inserted, the cup clamps over the entire pubic area, gripping it firmly. This way, the Fork can catch its subject as the gate spits the rest of her body out and prepares for the next delivery...

Pg35:
Now with her hindquarters secured by the fork, the gate begins to squeeze the rest of Kelly's luscious body out. It's a careful balancing act but the AI-assisted fork is designed for this task and dutifully hoists Kelly away as sticky, slimy conduit fluid drips from her every curve. In a way, Kelly is being reborn into her new life as a Production Stock.

Some of you may be wondering what happened to Kelly's large, swollen belly. In processing, everyone's bellies are made large and full after having nutritional, hydration, and hormono-genetic fluids pumped into them (a little bit in every hole goes a long way)! As stock go through the remainder of processing, their bodies absorb all of this material. The wombs of Honeypots & Queens, however, become specialized and are repurposed to produce their own specialized production fluids (Honey, Nectar, and Juice). As a function of their class, their bellies gradually swell as they go through processing. So even though they absorb the same pumped in fluids, they counteract this with their own production kicking in. Neat!

Kelly's body has changed dramatically nonetheless. She sports a much thicker, more-voluptuous frame than she did before and her breasts, once cute and perky have grown to magnificent size! They're full of milk and will begin to leak soon, if not adequately expressed.

For those of you worried that she might emerge on the other side without a face, fear not. She is only beginning her journey into the depths of pleasure at NectarPharm. She will see many oddities on her journey, but whether or not she joins them will be up to her.

Pg36:
Skewered and hoisted, aloft in the warm and aromatic dimness of this mysterious new chamber: Kelly moans softly as she sways in a half-sleeping* daze.

The Saddle holding her upright rumbles away between her thighs, its every surface working to vibrate, palpate, thrust and warm her parts. Suddenly, Kelly's harness straps begin to throb and glow with an eerie energy! Her limbs begin to jiggle as the straps demonstrate their purpose and command her body into the designated mounting pose: Her Legs fold beneath her hips and her arms straighten: wrapping behind her back. The pose makes her thrust her massive chest up and out; her breasts heave and begin to dribble precious, fresh milk. Now re-posed, the hulking arm resumes its silent motion and plunges Kelly deeper into the yawning void.

As the Fork whisks her from the gate to the Sled Loading & Unloading Terminal Center, Kelly sluggishly begins to wake more and more. Her awareness of her own reality seeping through in slow, honey-like drips.

Soon, the specialized stem lowers Kelly over a strange, padded and highly-mechanized slab. It looks like a bed, an armchair, and a car fused together in some strange vision of a gurney. We call it a Stock Locomotion, Entertainment, and Display Vehichle or "SLED" The device rests on a track running all the way down the shaft walls. Kelly will ride this Sled for the next several hours as it is how all Stock spend their wait in the Carousel for their impending assessment and sorting experience!

*This surreal, floating sexual stimulation conjures wild & vivid erotic dreams in most of our subjects.

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As the Fork lowers Kelly over her new sled, the Mounting Bracket Column comes to life. Its nodes begin to glow with an intense and cryptic energy that seems to beckon Kelly's backside closer. Once contact is made between the nodes on the sled column and their mated companions inside her harness, the Sled clacks as it fuses with Kelly. Now, our precious cargo is securely mounted onto her Sled.

The nodes not only hold Kelly safely in place, they also provide an important data and power connection between the Sled & Harness. The Harness begins to feed its constant stream of biometric data on Kelly into the Sled's more robust processing computers. This data exchange allows our systems to tune the production stimuli we give Kelly to be as pleasurable as possible. This connection greatly expands the Harness' computing power, allowing it to model Kelly's experiences to a far more precise degree.

Through this mounting process Kelly still seems quite delirious: not quite awake, but not quite asleep either... The jostling from the mounting sequence gently shakes her body in ways that just feel nice. She'll come around eventually, but for now, she's a bit sloppy, and a little goofy... think of it like waking up from anesthesia.

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With Kelly successfully mounted to her Sled, the Fork's stems grow flaccid and withdraw from her holes. The Fork itself pulls away from Kelly's sticky, slimy crotch and leaves her to the Carousel.

Though our sweet Kelly is still quite confused, more of the reality is creeping into her awareness. As the fork pulls out of her body, the sensation makes her think she's dozing in bed with a sex toy still inserted from the night before; that surely, this is the cause for her wild wet dreams! Soon she'll realize that on either side of her is long row of other women, each one: naked, modified, and perversely-posed! For a moment, Kelly worries that she is more-fragrant than normal unaware that it's the arousal of hundreds of her peers suffusing the air around her.

As the Sled's Anal Hook grows into Kelly's rectum the shock nearly wakes her fully! Instead, Kelly seems to think she's still dreaming, that her straps (shifting her pose once more) are but the brusque hands of a lover, ravenous for her sex.

Surely, Kelly must rouse fully to her predicament soon?! Perhaps she already is, but just doesn't believe her senses... who can say?

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With her brackets locked, and the anal hook stuffed deep inside her, Kelly isn't going anywhere. She's now in what's called position C. It's a useful pose for inspection (among other things), as it allows a compact profile, comfort for the stock, as well as easy access to all of their productive assets. This pose also allows for verbal communication with the Stock (if possible honestly), not to mention it's very visually-appealing! This pose may look like it would be uncomfortable, perhaps even painful to the uninitiated, particularly difficult to maintain too. However, our stock benefit from incredible flexibility as a result of our serum. They can be posed in almost any manner of shape you can imagine... and a few you can't. Of course their harnesses also do most of the work of binding their pose, their muscles get to relax while there on the job here at NectarPharm!

Astute observers will also note that Kelly is also no longer alone. The Bioconduit is one of the few private places in any NectarPharm facility, and now that it's over, Kelly is back amongst her peers. In fact, our stock spend most of their time with one another in massive groups (for those wondering, a group of Milkmaids is called a "Jug")!
A group of stock going through processing (and subsequently, the carousel) together, on the same day, are commonly called a "shift" or a "batch" and Kelly's is the largest one this week—there are easily over five hundred women in today's batch!That's a LOT of tiddies—exciting!

Kelly has changed so much in just a few hours! My shy and petite intern has grown into a juicy, jiggly, and shameless goddess of productive potential! I can't wait to analyze all her data in Assessment & Sorting then put her to work on the production floor!

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A strange, incessant mechanical clacking finally wakes Kelly fully from her horny stupor and she becomes acutely aware of just how much she's in for. What moments before had all seemed like a strange but wonderful dream now weighs down as a hard, tangible reality: Kelly has been brusquely made into a NectarPharm Production Stock! The Alpha Serum: administered and her body: dramatically transformed! She now finds herself strapped onto a sled, riding along on an automated production line to who knows where!

Kelly no longer recognized herself. Her whole life had been a struggle of acceptance over her itty-bitty-titties, but now she beheld a pair of cartoonishly-large breasts heaving just below her chin! The massive things were capped with delicate, sensitive (but equally-ginormous) bright-pink teats! More absurdly still, Kelly watched with morbid fascination as they continuously spluttered rivulets of hot milk into the dim! She was lactating—and A LOT!

The weight of it all bore down on Kelly in that moment: she was no longer Kelly Chang: administrative intern, Stanford graduate (Cum Laude), or even "secret-pervert". She wouldn't be going home to her studio apartment after today... hell was it even still today? No, now Kelly was just a big, fat, leaky farm animal. Her new, perverted body: mounted and framed with all of her parts—wet and exposed—on display for all the world to see! It left her feeling the strangest mix of humiliation and delight!

Kelly had always secretly loved the Stock Women: their titillatingly-posed bodies whirling by overhead as the tracks shipped them between the zones of this byzantine facility! Their helpless cries of ecstasy as they were probed and prodded to produce more of their precious fluids... even just thinking about them used to make her panties more than a little wet. It wasn't long either before Kelly found herself outright fantasizing about joining their ranks! Oh, to be changed into such a shameful creature! Her body, transmuted into some kind of living ancient fertility effigy! To be bound and forced into such lewd poses! To have support staff and advanced machinery manhandle her on a daily basis... oh she would have the best orgasms when she masturbated to that! Before long it became a compulsion—she just couldn't help herself! She would sneak away on breaks and rub one out in the staff bathrooms, eventually, she found a quiet maintenance corridor that overlooked a section of the transport tracks. Every hour, hundreds of naked women would rumble through: each one suspended on a bracket, on their way to and from some obscure wing of the facility. Their altered, pornographic bodies were always folded up into such tantalizing poses! Oh they were so beautiful and obscene! It was so... hot!
Of course, Kelly could have just submitted a formal PSR Application—she would have been immediately approved—but she was far too shy for that. The thought of making such horrible fantasies known was too mortifying by half. Now, all these complicated feelings turned a pit in her stomach, stirred the butterflies in her chest, and put a tingling heat in her plump little clit! Her fattened pussy was already sopping wet, but now it started issuing a steady stream of sticky juices down over the throbbing hook buried deep in her anus. The shiny streams curled over her ample cheeks and dribbled off of her into the dark void below. The indecency of it all made her tremble with excitement. That vile fantasy of hers had been forced upon her, whether she liked it or not (and she very much liked it). She began to accept her predicament. She didn't know how long her term was and she didn't care. She only wondered where she was in the processing queue and what type she had become. Would she produce satisfactorily? or... would she need to be modified further? oh boy... there was so much to be excited about!

Then, of course, it also eventually occurred to her that she was going to be fabulously rich when this was all over! Stock were paid HANDSOMELY for their terms of service after all and now she'd finally be able to pay off all of her student loan debt! WOW! Everything was coming up Kelly! The excitement of it all had her unable to focus on anything. Her mind flitted between a million thoughts: the beautiful babes she met in the hair removal vat—how were they doing? Or how she'd explain this to her friends and family—when she was released of course. Or that very strange dream she had where her limbs disappeared and she was turned into a pile of sex parts—hehe... But she couldn't concentrate on anything, that strange, rhythmic clacking sound was getting louder and louder! What WAS that?! But before she could finish that very thought: there was a loud and definitive 'CLACK' and Kelly felt her stomach turn again! Her immense teats suddenly felt weightless! She was in free fall!

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Pulling back a little, we can see the immense mechanism Kelly has been moving about in: The Hopper Assembly! This chamber is where women are plopped out of the bio-conduit then carried by a fork down to a sled column. Here they are mounted onto their Sled which rolls, on its track in a horizontal circuit around the chamber. During this time, they are re-posed and plugged with their anal hooks. Once these essential steps are complete, they are dropped down a chute that is the insertion tube—all quite fascinating and fun to watch! This machine works tirelessly feeding plump and leaky Stock into the Carousel, keeping things moving here at NectarPharm!

Love this sort of stuff, can't wait to see more

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Well, seems something wrong with Pg10

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This is exciting and all, but the pages are a bit too small to be able to read comfortably.

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After all this time?
Always

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"pumps gallon of saline gel into her bowels, this fully hydrates her thirsty body"

wouldn't saline dehydrate the body due to osmosis?

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@dwarthing: It depends on the concentration of saline. 0.9% Saline solution is actually used to reverse dehydration.

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Incredible stuff, I hope they do more.

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I was against factory farming until I saw this.

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this is really good i'd love to see more <3

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this is really good i'd love to see more <3

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look forward to the rest of the story

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Ah yes, one of those "holy fuck, did I just find a new favorite artist?" moments.

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Large belly does not equal pregnancy the tag should be removed

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>insert random gay page about farming men
Just why.

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How profoundly weird. I love it!

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评论区，我好想你

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@dwarthing

Sure, thats true if salt concentration is too high, but too little salt has the opposite effect. That either swells the receiving medium (aka your body) with more water than it needs or pulls salts and electrolytes *out*.

Either way, both extremes have a dehydrating effect because the body relies on the right balance of water to electrolytic salts.

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