“No more! They’re already empty-y!” Miranda cried out as the tentacles squeezed her swollen teats. If she had to guess it was probably close to a year since she was brought here, having her breasts forcefully assaulted day after day. Why didn’t she listen to her uncle? Before this all happened she thought he was just a crazy old man who spent his days claiming that aliens took his wife. How wrong Miranda had been. She ignored her uncle's advice to stay indoors past midnight and had snuck out to the pasture to enjoy the clear night sky when a massive U.F.O. appeared above her and abducted her.

She found herself surrounded by strange humanoids with light blue skin who were speaking among themselves in an unfamiliar language. She was bound to a cold metal table, unable to move when they produced a strange syringe and injected her with some strange medicine. One of the aliens stayed behind to supervise her as her chest began to burn and the flesh behind her skin began bubbling. Over the course of a couple excruciating hours her breasts grew and remolded themselves, feeling heavy on her bare torso. At first they felt oddly hollow but they quickly became soft and filled up with some sort of sloshing liquid which she eventually found out was milk.

That, again, was nearly a year ago now. Most of her interactions were with these damn milking tentacles with one of the aliens occasionally checking in on her but that was it. The tentacles supplied everything she needed, periodically shoving a feeder tentacle down her throat and forcing a salty and chunky sludge into her stomach. As for her bathroom needs she had two more tentacles to serve that, one large and pulsing tentacle gaped her ass and greedily emptied her bowels while a much smaller but still uncomfortable tentacle writhed within her urethra. 

“I said they’re empty. No!” Her arms were pulled roughly behind her head as her two least tentacles snaked their way to her deformed and swollen udders. The tips opened up and exposed their multiple slathered tendrils which coiled as one. They made their way to her thick nipples and pushed their way through them, penetrating them. Miranda wanted to scream but the sheer pleasure of her nipples being spread opened paralyzed her with a barrage of blissful orgasms as the tendrils began filling her empty sacks of flesh. “Agh~ NNgh~ Ugh~!” The tendrils pushed against her skin as they each found their target, wrapping around the alveoli. If the sensation of each of her breasts being stretched by warm and slick tendrils wasn’t too much for Miranda this next part surely was as each tentacle wrapped around her alveoli released a torrent of shocks into the cluster of cells, forcing them into a production overdrive. “AAAAGGHHH~!” Her teeth clenched shut as her barrel sized tits, still full of tentacles, began filling with her creamy milk. Despite her nipples now overflowing with tentacle flesh and milk they continued to shock the innards of her tits, sending her into agonizing orgasms and screams.

Eventually the open tipped tentacles reeled in their tendrils, leaving Miranda's nipples to pour out excess milk not unsimilar to a running faucet. “Hah~ Ha~” Miranda couldn’t speak as she was still recovering from the intense orgasms she was just subjected to when her many tentacled friend proudly displayed two new tentacles. These ones were tipped with massive bulbous cups which were opened at the end and inside of each tip was hundreds, if not thousands of smaller writhing tentacles which looked eager to latch onto anything. “What is this one for? Please~” It placed the open end of the cup against her nipples as it began slowly opening, moving further down her breasts, and closing. Again and again as each open bulb eventually enveloped the entirety of her boobs, the lips of the bulbs pressed squarely against her torso. The many smaller tentacles inside brushed against her swollen skin, areola, and nipples as each bulb harshly clamped down onto her sensitive sacks of flesh. “NNNnnoooOOOOoooo~!!! AAGGGHHH~” Her back arched painfully. If her arms weren’t bent behind her head and supporting her she would’ve surely snapped her spine from this orgasm. “SSSTTTTOOOPPPPP~ TOO MUCH~ AAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHH~”
She didn’t know it but she was this ship's first xeno heifer to successfully adhere to their newly bio-engineered milking mass and produced enough to feed everyone aboard the ship.