The lights of the town faded into the darkness behind the woman riding down the country road on a bicycle. She was heading back home to her Father's farm after finishing work at the diner in town. It was past 9 pm and no sound could be heard except the crunch of the bicycle's wheels on the hardened dirt beneath them.
The seat of the bicycle nestled between the round mounds of her lovely voluptuous ass and pussy was hidden from view by the skirt of her uniform. She seldom wore panties for the ride home for this very reason. The bouncy jostling of the bike seat against her during the ride home would make her climax a couple times before she was near home.
It was after the first climax and before the second when she suddenly was blinded by a white light. It surrounded her and when it faded only the bicycle remained in the road lying on its side.
She woke lying on a square, white block in an oval room. It was cold in the room and she'd been divested of her uniform and shoes and now lay naked on the white block. She shivered and lifted her hands to cover herself but found she was bound and unable to move. She tried her feet and found them tightly restrained as well.
The bubble of panic, which had been rising from her stomach, now exploded and she screamed and began calling for help. The door to the room slid upwards and a slender robot rolled in and paused to assess her. She called to it, begging to be released and returned home. The robot rolled to the edge of the table and fastened a small chain with a round, silver disk around her throat firmly. Her next attempt at speaking was cut short as a brief electrical shock zapped her body. Again she tried to ask to be released and again the disk gave her an electric shock. She sagged against the table and was silent, her tears slipping down her cheeks.
The robot rolled to the end of the table and she heard various beeps and clicks followed by a mechanical hum. The end of the table rose slightly so that her hips were elevated above her head. It divided in the middle and spread her legs in a wide V. Again she sensed the robot beside her and opened her eyes to peer over at him. Next to the table she saw a medium sized box with a dial and two curled tubs from the front. At the end of each tube was a round cup. The robot turned the dial one notch and picked up the first cup and slid it over her right breast. The cup fit fully around her breast and sucked at it gently. The robot repeated this with her left breast. She didn't know what to think of her breasts being sucked on by this machine. Why? She could not come up with any explanation for what was happening to her. The robot clicked the dial up two more notches and the suction increased in intensity. She felt her pussy tingling and felt herself becoming wet from this artificial breast-suckling machine.
A sharp stabbing pain in her arm made her cry out for which she received yet another electric jolt. Looking down she saw a needle protruding from her arm attached to a gauge of some sort with several tubes that led up to the metallic box. She felt a cold flush in her arm and it tingled all the way up to her shoulder. She wiggled her fingers against the sensation and tried once more to lift it from the table with no more success than the first time. The cups encompassing her breasts sucked steadily with a swooshing sound. Gradually she felt them swelling upwards to completely fill the cup.