A New Uniform

"I… uh…" mumbled Vanessa, completely lost and unsure what to do. With jittery hands, she opened the packet and found a latex costume of sorts. It consisted of three parts, a tiny pair of incredibly skimpy panties, a little white cap with a red cross on it, and a tiny, white top.

Disappointed that the doctor had left her hanging, and quite embarrassed about her current state, she put on the latex thong. The unusual feel of the material on her sopping wet, hairless mound irritated her tremendously. Vanessa's thigh muscles spasmed hard as she accidentally brushed over her engorged clit. A little moan escaped her lips as her finger lingered on the little bud for a moment too long and started to circle it.

Suddenly, she noticed the glare of the camera lense and jolted out of her reverie, deeply ashamed about what she was doing. Head red with embarrassment, she tried her luck with the main part of the uniform.

Vanessa was barely able to put it on, let alone to close the few buttons in the front. The white piece of latex with red applications tightly stretched around her slim waist and stopped short of covering her sexy, new panties. It ended way too early in a sort of implied skirt.

But the worst was the upper part. The tight material mashed her large breasts together and created a deep, expansive, cleavage while barely covering her nipples! And one wrong move seemed enough to make her boobs pop out entirely!

She looked at the reflection in the mirror and couldn't believe what she was seeing. A naughty nurse with barely a stitch of clothing on her body! The little cap made her look even more ridiculous! Then, she saw the camera guy smirking and giving her a thumbs-up. Remembering that they were filming her the entire time, she blushed embarrassed and just wanted to hide in a corner.

Suddenly, the door opened and a young woman clad in a similar but much better fitting uniform beamed at her, "Hey, you must be Vanessa! I'm Lucy! Wow, this thing is just made for your body! You look great!"

Lucy took a step back, admired Vanessa in her full, sexy glory and smirked, "The guys will love you!"

Vanessa, concerned and uncomfortable with her indecent outfit, shyly responded, "You think so?"

"Of course! Now, let's get you on-boarded! Follow me!'

With that, she pushed the busty girl out of the door and walked her into the office, closely followed by the video guys.

Vanessa again saw the lines of young mothers getting their much needed milk supply at the counter as they passed the lobby, which made her heart tingle pleasantly. Then, as they entered the main building, she saw many girls dressed just like herself, leaning against the walls or lying in some sort of contraption on the ground, ass high in the air and head stuck in some sort of device. They were all groaning in pleasure.

Lucy noticed Vanessa's questioning looks and explained, "These are our donors, our talent if you will. They are being milked right now and as you can see, are enjoying the experience very much! Some are barely leaving this place and hurry back here as soon as they can! Not much longer and you will be one of them!"

She grabbed a bunch of papers and handed them to Vanessa.

"Here's the on-boarding documentation. Sign at the indicated spots and you are ready to go!"

Vanessa took a pen and did as she was told.

"Uhm, what happens now?" she asked, as she gave Lucy the signed forms.

"Now, you'll have to follow the pumping schedule, take the meds and use the headset to listen to crying babies. Your body will do its thing and soon, you'll be a valuable member of our herd. Once that happens, you'll contact me to get you set up for the donations."

"Talking about babies, where are they? I can't see them anywhere!"

"Right. We don't want to cause emotional trauma to the mothers, donors and infants, so we came up with this rather unique setup where there is no direct interaction between the parties. Your milk will be collected and every drop you deliver will be put to good use. You'll bring the tank of your machine with you every visit, so we can give the milk to those in need. The tank features automatic refrigeration and treatment, so you don't have to worry about your milk going bad. It's good practice to turn the milk in daily, though."

"I won't see the babies?"

"I'm afraid, no. But you are providing an incredibly important service to them. Do you have any other questions?"

"Yeah, these uniforms… Why?"

"Mostly hygiene. They're easy to clean and very practical. But I guess management also enjoys seeing all those busty women prancing around in that skimpy little thing."

"There's no alternative version? Something a little more conservative maybe?"

"I'm afraid not."

"I see…"

"Great! So give me a call once your girls start producing. Oh, the production team will visit you every few days to document your progress, hope that's OK?"

"At home?" squeaked Vanessa, "Is this really necessary?"

"Yes it is. Don't worry. You're doing great, Vanessa. See you soon! Bye!"

"Uh…bye!"