Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

" W ait, wait," I rushed as the monster ant positioned my naked ass like he wanted me to crawl off the edge of this table.

But sadly, that was not the case.

He was not facilitating my escape.

Yoane positioned the deep metal pan on the table beneath my chest. Oh, God. This was really happening.

"Please," I begged as my heavy, aching breast hung down. "This is absolutely humiliating. Humans aren't supposed to be milked."

"No?" Gyanys tugged a sensitive nipple, which squirted milk into the milking pan. "I'm told carrying this amount of breast milk is painful for human cows. I can ease your pain."

"But I'm not a cow. I have cows—my family raises cows. Cows have udders. I don't have udders."

"The digital guide they gave us when we purchased you mentioned the non-human cows on your planet," Yoane said from behind me. I squeaked when his clawed finger probed the entrance of my vagina. "But the milk is not the same."

"Their milk is better," I whined. "Human milk is gross."

The two insects made a sound that could have been a laughing snort. "That is not what the hucow reference guide says."

"Ugh. Have you all even tried cow's milk?" I wanted to squirm away from the attention that my pussy was getting, but my body craved it.

Gyanys stood in front of me. His antennae and top hands soothed me while his bottom hands began tugging on the nipples and squirting milk into the deep pan. How it came so easily to him, I did not know. Perhaps it was from milking aphids all day. I had heard the breastfeeding could be painful, but this ant somehow made it feel good. Really good. Too good.

"See? Is that not better?" he asked.

"What did you all do to me?" I whispered in horror. "I wasn't like this before."

"I believe your DNA was altered to produce the correct hormones," Yoane offered, still lazily gliding a finger up and down my slit.

"I was already producing the correct hormones," I gritted out. "This is unnatural. This behavior is unnatural."

"Do you not give hormones to your cows?" Yoane asked. "I read humans did."

The checkmate was enough to make me snap my mouth shut and realize this was likely my cosmic punishment for the sins of my family. Those motherfuckers. I didn't even want to work at Pailful.

Resigned, I stopped protesting. I tensed my spine and squared my jaw and told myself to suffer through this with as much dignity as I could muster.

"Little hucow, this is supposed to be enjoyable for you," Gyanys murmured. "Relax and just feel. Yoane and I will do the rest."

"My name is Molly. Molly Maiden."

"Molly Maiden," he replied with a slight accent that made my boring name seem more exotic.

"Just Molly. The Maiden part is my last name."

The conversation seemed too ordinary for the fact that he was tugging on my tits, milking me like a dairy cow. If anything, the cadence of the sentences seemed to fall in rhythm with the pings of squirting milk hitting metal.

"Will you please try to enjoy the experience, Molly?" Gyanys asked. "Be a good hucow for me."

Wow. Was he really trying to cajole me?

I narrowed my gaze. "I am not a hucow. I am a human. I have been stolen away, my biology altered so I now produce breast milk and feel constantly aroused. I have a feeling you all also domesticated me. I should be a lot more upset about this situation than I am."

"You were not harmed. Only minor changes to make sure you would thrive and be happy."

"Do I look happy?" I growled.

"You could be. Were you happy on Earth?"

*tink* *tink* *tink*

The milk squirted on in the heavy silence.

Because I was not happy on Earth. I hated my life. I hated everything about it.

"What is in it for me?"

"My brothers and I will treat you kindly."

Was that a veiled threat?

Whatever. I didn't even care anymore. At least I felt a little better about my predicament, that everything I felt was not because I was enjoying my captivity, but I had been made to enjoy it.

I relaxed the tension in my back and shoulders. "Okay. I will sit here and try to enjoy the sensation of being milked." I shuddered internally. Could such a thing be enjoyed? Did cows like it?

I will admit there was a lot less aching in my breasts now that Gyanys had relieved some of the pressure.

I rested my head into the hard planes of the ant's abdomen, leaning against him while he milked and caressed me. Meanwhile, the ant behind me circled my clit, and I had to swallow my moan.

Closing my eyes, I tried to get out of my head and lose myself in the sensation. I tried to forget that all human propriety had gone out the window. I was naked outside while two insects caressed my most sacred parts.

I was not a wilting flower by any means. But the Ai machines of Earth did not prepare me for the touch of something alive. I never had time for dating. I was busy keeping a company running alone while my asshole family did nothing worthwhile. I don't think they ever noticed that the employees had long ago given up going to them to guidance.

I was CEO, CCO and CFO. I was president of production, president of sales, and president of marketing. All the real executive staff not busy fucking one of my family members reported to me. I was the linchpin of that organization…

And now I wasn't.

I smiled.

My family was so screwed.

And I was guilt free. Not my fault my family sent me away and I was trafficked. And apparently, my altered biology was making it near-impossible for me to escape. I guess they were on their own.

Like removing the millstone around my neck, the realization set me free. I was finally fucking free. In captivity, yes, but free. Free of the family obligations and company responsibilities thrust upon me.

I could just be.

I sank into the sensations, the peaceful darkness of my psyche, and allowed myself to be swept away in the pleasure.

And it seemed my body was made for it—for this. Before I knew it, I was moaning and coming and having mind-blowing orgasms from the two insects milking my body.

The sterner one, Hovyk, came to remove the milking pan that was filled with milk. But Yoane was still finger fucking me.

"Good girl," Gyanys murmured in my ear as I clung to him. "You are the sweetest hucow. Your cream smells amazing. Could you produce more? I bet you could." He massaged my empty breasts.

I bore down and came again, and again, screaming to the world like a porn star. Meanwhile, Hovyk was returning with more bottles.

"You're bottling my cum?" I breathlessly asked.

"Your cream is likely the best the Pollenverse has ever encountered."

The sincerity shook me. It made me want to give him more.

By the time it was over, I was exhausted. Gyanys gathered me in his arms and carried me to the barn.