4 - Progress

Holly paused for a moment as Natalie went to collect another milk jug, looking down at her top, thinking. Coming to a decision, she pulled the garment completely off in one smooth motion, folded it up, then set it down on the bench. A few seconds later, she sat her bra down beside it.

She inhaled, fortifying herself with a deep breath, then followed Natalie to the equipment shelf, bare skin slightly flushed. Natalie caught sight of Holly as she turned to return to the males, eyes widening slightly and lips curving up into an approving smile.

"Nice." Natalie said, looking Holly's chest up and down. "The guys will like that, for sure."

"Uh, thanks." Holly replied, her flush deepening at Natalie's frank appraisal.

As Holly quickly discovered, Natalie had not been exaggerating at all about the effect her bared breasts would have on the males she milked. The average amount of time she had to spend with each man was nearly halved, which boosted her efficiency by a great deal. By the time their second break came around, Holly was filling two milk jugs for every three of Natalie's, rather than just one.

"You're doing great, Holly." Natalie said, approvingly.

"Thanks. You were right, the guys really do like seeing us naked." Holly replied.

"Yeah. It's a bit odd, isn't it?" Natalie said. "Still, if it makes our job easier, I'm sure not going to complain about it."

"You said earlier that I'm going to have quotas to meet." Holly said. "Just how large will they be?"

"They're not too onerous." Natalie replied. "If you can keep up with, and improve a little on, the pace you set over the last two hours, you'll be pretty close to fulfilling them."

"I'm sure that with a few more days of practice, you won't have any trouble meeting them." Natalie finished.

"Well, that's good." Holly said, looking a little relieved.

"Hey, change of topic." she said, a few moments later. "How come these guys aren't hairy? I think I remember learning that most males are supposed to be pretty big fur balls, or something."

"Oh, the cleaning crews keep them hair free for us, so we don't have to deal with a face full of fuzz every time we need to kiss or suck a testicle or two." Natalie replied, grinning and sticking out her tongue in mock disgust. "They also do it to keep hair from getting into the milk jugs. The gals up in processing really hate having to filter it out, apparently."

"Do they wax them, or just shave them?" Holly asked.

"Wax 'em, or something similar, from head to toe." Natalie replied. "That's why they're bald and hairless everywhere."

"Ouch, I see." said Holly, wincing at the thought.

"What's the story with their restraints? Do they ever get loose?" Holly asked, switching topics again.

"The restraints are pretty good, so the men almost never manage to free themselves. I've certainly never had an unrestrained male during any of my shifts." Natalie said.

"Almost never?" Holly inquired.

"Well, I did hear about one incident that happened before I started working here. Apparently someone new to the cleaning crews didn't latch a man's cuffs properly, or something, and he managed to work himself free when his milk maid wasn't looking." Natalie said.

"Oh, wow. What happened? Was she alright?" Holly asked, looking frightened at the idea of an unbound male.

"Nope, she was fucked. Literally." Natalie replied, grimly. "So, never touch the restraints on these guys. Most of them are large enough and strong enough to completely overwhelm a lone woman like us. You want to avoid anything that could lead to a U.R.E."

"U.R.E.? What's that?" Holly asked, frowning.

"Uncontrolled Reproductive Encounter." Natalie explained.

"If you have a U.R.E. with one of these guys," she continued, motioning outwards towards the bound males in the room with them. "You've got pretty good odds of getting knocked up. They make so much semen that your poor ovaries would be drowning in the stuff."

"And that would be such a shame." Natalie finished with a wink, reaching over to pat Holly on her smooth, taught tummy.

"Uh, yeah." Holly agreed, a blush creeping up her features in response to Natalie's touch.

Natalie looked around for a moment, as if searching for eavesdroppers, then leaned in close Holly.

"Apparently, there are certain places, private clubs and such, where a girl can go and pay to get fucked by unrestrained males." Natalie confided, her voice edged conspiratorially low. "Can you imagine? Just think of one of these brutes pinning you to the ground and having his way with you."

"Ugh, how horrible!" Holly exclaimed, shuddering at the images Natalie's words had conjured in her mind.

"I know, right?" Natalie agreed, grinning at Holly's reaction.

"Anyway, we're halfway done with today's shift." Natalie said, leaning away from Holly and changing the subject. "Let's get back to work. Next break is our last, so when we take it, I want you to spend some time with that tablet I showed you earlier. You'll need to be familiar with its functions."

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