6 - Package for You

It was nearly the end of Holly's first day as a milk maid. Both she and Natalie had filled, capped, and stored their last jugs of semen, and there was only about ten minutes left before their shift ended.

Holly followed Natalie as the woman grabbed an odd device from the top of the equipment shelf, then they moved to stand behind the large fellow that apparently needed to be replaced.

"This is a trimmer." Natalie said, showing the hand-held machine to Holly.

It was made mostly of white plastic, with a thick, round handle; a set of sturdy, slotted jaws that formed a moderately large circle when closed; and an unlit, dark green LED button at the top of the outer edge of the handle.

"It has a replaceable clip, which you can access at the bottom of the handle." Natalie instructed.

She released a catch with her free hand, and a cylindrical object slid smoothly out of the handle.

"The clip holds the bands that the trimmer needs to keep the process tidy." Natalie continued.

Holly took the cylinder from Natalie and peered at it closely. While it was mostly empty, there were a few sets of bands still ready at the bottom of the clip. The bands looked like some sort of strange cross between a heavy duty rubber band and a zip-tie.

"This clip is nearly empty, but there are plenty of replacements on the top equipment shelf." Natalie said, as she slid the clip back into the trimmer.

"First, you'll want to make sure the guy you're going to be trimming is nice and erect, and that his testicles are loose and relaxed." Natalie said. "You might need to use your mouth on them, because they often seem to know when they're about to be trimmed, which usually makes them a little tense."

Natalie bent down and sucked the man's balls, which were riding high and tight, into her mouth. As she suckled gently on his testicles, she also caressed his mostly flaccid member with her free hand. After a few moments of this treatment, his manhood responded instinctively, with his cock swelling mightily and his ball-sack relaxing into soft pendulousness.

"There we go, good boy." Natalie murmured to the man as she pulled back and ceased her efforts.

"Now, just take hold of him, like this." Natalie said. "Then slip the trimmer around the base of his genitals."

She demonstrated by taking a firm grip all the way around the male's cock and balls, pulling them away from his body slightly. She then placed the open jaws of the trimmer around the root of his manhood, flush with the skin of his groin.

"Push the green button once, to close the handles and set the bands. Once everything is in place and ready, the light will turn on, which means you can then press the button again to finish trimming the man. Easy."

Natalie let go of the man, removed the trimmer, which she hadn't activated as she had described its functions, then handed the device to Holly.

"Okay, go ahead and do it." Natalie instructed.

"Uh, me?" Holly asked, a little flustered.

"Yeah, we're only doing the one guy today, and you need to know how to do this, so you're gonna be the one to do it." Natalie responded. "Don't worry, it's as easy as pie. You can't hardly mess up."

"Alright, I guess." Holly said.

She took the man's penis and testicles in hand, then pulled them out from his body, just as she had seen Natalie do. She raised the trimmer, set it against the base of his manhood, and aligned it so his vulnerable flesh would be perfectly centered within the circle of the trimmer's jaws when they closed.

"This is right?" Holly asked, looking back to Natalie and doing her best to ignore the increasing amount of squirming and struggling coming from the male before her.

"Yep." Natalie answered.

"Push the button?" Holly asked.

"Push the button." Natalie confirmed.

Holly pressed down firmly on the dark green button, and immediately felt the machine in her hands come to life. The jaws closed around the man's genitals, firmly but not ungently, trapping them within the circle they created. Holly then felt a few small vibrations emanate from the trimmer, as, one after another, two bands were pulled from the clip, run along the slots on the inside of the jaws, thereby encircling the trapped flesh completely, then cinched tight and secure. The man jerked once, quite furiously, against his bonds when this happened, then moaned in apparent agony.

The flesh beneath the bands was squeezed hard by the crushing pressure of the thick rubber, and Holly winced as she heard the muffled cries of the man designated for replacement.

"How bad is this hurting him?" Holly asked, concern coloring her voice.

"Some." Natalie allowed. "Don't let it worry you too much; it's only temporary. Your light's turned green, by the way."

The light had indeed come on in the trimmer's button, turning the dark green a bright, cheery lime color.

"So, I just push the button again?" Holly asked, grimacing at the continued wriggling protests of the bound man in front of her.

"Yeah, one more press of the button, and it's done." Natalie said, nodding her head encouragingly. "Keep a hand on his cock as you do it, too."

"Okay, here goes." Holly said.

She turned her head slightly, closing one eye and squinching up her face, as if she expected a small explosion, then pressed the button for the second and final time.

There was a small snicking sound, as if someone had opened a folding pocket knife quickly, then the man's penis and testicles simply fell from his body, completely severed.

Despite Natalie's warning, Holly nearly dropped the man's cock and balls when it happened, so surprised was she by the simplicity of the event. She managed to hold on to them though, and brought them up close to her face, to see what she had wrought.

One of the bands the trimmer had applied constricted the severed, raw end of the manhood within her hands. Holly noticed that the other band had stayed tightly in place on the male, at the root of his penis.

"There's a little blade which passes perfectly between the two bands." Natalie explained. "The outer band keeps the detached cock nice and plump, while the inner band keeps us from getting covered in spurting blood."

"That was pretty easy, actually, but it seems like he's still in a lot of pain." Holly commented, looking down at the wailing, quivering male.

"It passes." Natalie said, dismissively. "Those things are made to come off, anyway. Why do you think they stick out so far?"

"Why do we trim them off, anyway? Is there a reason?" Holly asked, lifting the man's severed organs up and bouncing them lightly in Natalie's direction to emphasize her question.

"Well, it's company policy to trim outgoing males when they're replaced." Natalie said. "They do it mostly to try and wring one last little bit of profit out of them, I think."

"What, are these valuable?" Holly asked, waggling the objects in question.

"To the right people, yeah. They're sort of a delicacy." Natalie replied. "Haven't you ever seen them in the market?"

"Hmm, yeah, I guess you're right. I never paid them much attention, though." Holly responded, thoughtfully. "I guess I always just sort of filed them into the same category as other weird foods, like pig's feet, or chicken gizzards, or fish sphincters, or whatever. Those things are technically edible, I suppose, but who in their right minds would actually want to eat them?"

"Oh, no. Holly, dear, that is doing man-meat a grave disservice, I'm afraid." Natalie said, shaking her head.

"Wait, you've eaten these before?" Holly asked, skeptically.

"Oh, yes. As often as I can manage." Natalie answered, smiling. "They're quite good, if prepared right."

"Oh. I see." Holly said, doubtfully.

"Well, if you don't want them, you can just put them in the refrigerator next to the milk jugs." Natalie said. "But I really want to encourage you to try it, at least once."

"Hmm, I don't know.." Holly said, looking down at the meat in her hand with a frown.

"Hey, why don't you come over to my place after work. We can cook those up right, just for you." Natalie said. "You won't be disappointed, I promise you."

Holly brightened visibly at the offer. She had realized, as the day had passed, that she really liked Natalie. Her new coworker was a few years older than her, which, to Holly, made her seem cool, mature, and worldly. She was also very friendly, and quite pretty as well. Holly felt her heart leap into her throat as she looked at Natalie, who was smiling warmly at her.

"My girlfriend's a great cook." Natalie finished.

Holly's heart dropped back out of her throat and straight to the bottom of her stomach.

"Oh, well, I don't want to impose.." she said, weakly.

"Nonsense. Emily is going to love you." Natalie said, firmly. "I insist."

"Well, okay. You've convinced me." Holly allowed, despite her own reservations, smiling a little at Natalie's enthusiasm. "Uh, how much do these things cost? I don't actually have much money with me today."

"Oh, don't worry about that." Natalie replied, easily. "The company only charges us employees half price, which is quite nice of them. That usually means thirty or forty dollars for a nice, full package like that set."

"However, since it's your first set, the company will give them to you for free. Think of it as a nice little signing bonus." Natalie continued. "I think they do it just to get us employees hooked on the things. We're definitely the company's best customers when it comes to man-meat."

Both women left the man they had just trimmed, who was still sobbing in quiet agony, and returned to the front of the room. Holly dropped the trimmer off at the equipment shelf, then joined Natalie at the door.

"So, our shift's over?" Holly asked.

"Yeah, in another minute or so." Natalie confirmed. "Pretty easy job, huh?"

"It isn't too bad, is it." Holly said, smiling. "Although, my forearms and hands are pretty tired."

"Mmm, yeah. It will take you a couple of weeks for your grip to strengthen up. You'll probably be pretty sore in your arms, especially your hands, by Friday." Natalie said, nodding.

"Will that guy be okay?" Holly asked, motioning back towards the large male who was now marked for replacement.

"Oh, yeah. He'll be fine." Natalie said. "The cleaning crew will take care of him."

"What happens to the men after they get replaced?" Holly asked, curious.

"They get put out to pasture, apparently." Natalie said, absently.

Holly thought about that for a moment, then asked another question.

"What does that mean?"

Natalie paused for a second, blinking, then shrugged.

"You know, I never really thought to ask." she answered. "I guess I just always assumed they simply went back to whatever farm they were raised at."

"Does it matter, really?" Natalie asked.

"I guess not. I was just a little curious." Holly said. "Well, I'm ready to leave if you are. I'm looking forward to meeting your girlfriend."

"Heh, are you gonna leave just like that?" Natalie asked, clearly amused.

"Uh, like what?" Holly asked, confused.

"With your boobs hanging out?" Natalie said, covering her laughter with one hand.

"With my.. Oh!" Holly gasped, looking down at herself.

Holly had, after removing her top, soon grown accustomed to the fact of her own, and Natalie's, partial nudity, and, with all the excitement of learning new things at a new job, that fact had slipped from her mind completely. Flushing bright red in embarrassment, she rushed over to her bra and top, donning them quickly. Natalie, she realized, must have put her top back on while Holly was returning the trimmer to its proper place. Holly had been so distracted thinking about the meat she was carrying in her hands that she hadn't even noticed.

"Okay, now I'm really ready." Holly said, face still flushed in acute self consciousness. "Where does your girlfriend work, anyway?"

"Right here." Natalie replied, simply, as they exited the room together.

"Oh, she works here, too? Where at?" Holly asked.

"Like I said, right here." Natalie stated, pointing down the hallway and grinning. "Room 404, right next door."

As if on cue, another woman walked up the hallway towards them, smiling and waving lightly.




"Hey babe, who's your friend?" she called.

"Emily, this is the new girl, Holly. I just spent this last shift training her." Natalie replied. "Holly, this is my girlfriend, Emily."

"Hi, Holly. Is that some man-meat in your hands, or are you just happy to see me?" Emily asked, smiling prettily.

Natalie groaned, obviously having heard Emily's bad joke many times before.

"Holly and I just got finished trimming a guy." Natalie said. "He wasn't below the red line yet, but she needed to learn how to do it, so we went ahead and did him anyway."

"Mmm, I see." Emily said, nodding her head in approval at the plump manhood in Holly's hands. "May I?"

"Uh, sure." Holly said, handing over the meat.

"My, my. This certainly is a nice set." Emily murmured appreciatively, after squeezing and hefting the severed penis and testicles, appraising them with what was obviously an experienced eye. "You're a lucky girl, getting this much meat for free on your first day."

"Holly and I were hoping that you might cook it up for her." Natalie said, draping her arms around Emily's shoulders from behind, giving her a light hug. "I've been telling her just how fantastic a cook you are. She's never had any man-meat before, and I can't think of a better way to introduce her to it than by serving her some cooked by you."

"Mmm, shameless flattery. How can I refuse?" Emily responded, turning her head and kissing Natalie lightly on her lips.

"Of course," Natalie began, a wicked smile crossing her features. "there is another way we could introduce this meat to her, and we wouldn't even need to cook it first."

"Oh, how delightfully perverse of you, Natalie." Emily replied, with an amused smile of her own.

Holly, realizing just what they were talking about, looked from Natalie, still flashing her wicked smile, to Emily, who simply quirked a knowing eyebrow up questioningly at her, to the ample amount of meat in Emily's hands, imagining what they might do to her with it. Then she gulped and flushed so deeply crimson that it looked like she might be in danger of catching fire.

"My goodness, she's simply adorable." Emily proclaimed, upon seeing Holly's reaction to their innuendo. "Natalie, may we keep her?"

"Well, that depends, dearest." Natalie replied, looking straight at Holly with a hungry, licentious glint in her eyes. "Does she want to be kept?"

Holly, whose mouth had gone nearly dry, took a few moments to respond. Natalie, she knew, was extremely nice and very pretty, while Emily was, quite simply, gorgeous. The fact that these two visions of beauty were expressing such direct and unreserved interest in her was doing funny things to her brain, making it hard to speak or even think.

"That, uh.. That might be fun, to try." she finally managed, somewhat lamely.

"That, Holly, was the correct answer." Natalie said, taking one of Holly's arms in her own.

"Indeed it was." Emily concurred, tucking the meat she held into the crook of one arm and taking Holly's free arm in her other. "Shall we?"

Holly, her heart thumping high in her throat, allowed her two new coworkers to lead her to their home.

Being a milkmaid, she felt, was going to be a pretty rewarding experience.

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