Vanessa is brought back to the facility

The next morning, Vanessa awoke early. She had slept very well, and when she got out of bed, she felt refreshed.

She took a quick shower and dressed. Then she sat down at the kitchen table and ate a light breakfast, consisting of toast and tea.

As Vanessa finished up her meal, she heard someone knocking on her door. She opened the door and saw that it was the same man who had kidnapped her yesterday.

"Good morning, Vanessa," he said cheerfully. "Do you feel ready to start working today?"

"Sure," Vanessa replied.

"Then let's get going," he said. "We have a lot of work ahead of us."

Vanessa followed him down the stairs. They walked outside, and the man led her towards his car. He got behind the wheel and started driving.

"So what will I be doing?" Vanessa asked.

"We will be extracting your milk for our company's products," the man explained. "You'll be hand-milked three times a day, and we'll be paying you $200 per week."

"What kind of products do you make?" Vanessa asked.

"Milk, of course," the man answered. "And other things too. You'll find out soon enough."

They arrived at a large building, which Vanessa recognized as the factory where she visited during the field trip to the farm. The man parked the car and they both went inside.

"Where are my clothes?" Vanessa asked.

"Your clothes were destroyed," the man told her. "Don't worry, you're wearing a new uniform today. It is more comfortable and easier to wear."

He pointed to a room with several racks of clothing. He picked something up from the rack that looked like tracksuit. "Try it on! It's designed for quick access to your... assets, and to allow growth."

Vanessa took the outfit and put it on.

"It fits perfectly! But what do you mean by growth?"

"The milk will grow with you as you produce it. We will have to pump it out manually, so we figured out how to design the uniforms to be easily opened and closed. We also made sure that there was plenty of space around your breasts so that they can be allowed to grow."

Vanessa tried opening her uniform. It had a velcro flap in the front that opened easily and revealed her breasts.

"Is this really necessary?" Vanessa asked.

"Yes, it is," the man responded. "Otherwise, your breasts would become too big for you to handle. The suit is designed to accommodate growth."

"You keep talking about growth. How much do you expect me to grow? And how?"

"That's something I'm not sure about," the man admitted. "You probably saw some of our cows? They were all nearly flat chested when they started receiving the formula. And now they're as big as you."

She scanned Vanessa's breasts with her gaze and added "almost as big as you". Vanessa blushed and turned away.

"Have you ever thought about having bigger boobs?" the man asked.

"No," Vanessa answered. "Why should I?"

"Because it will happen," the man said. "You may think you don't want them, but you will. Also, you might as well enjoy your new body."

"This has nothing to do with enjoying myself," Vanessa snapped. "I just want to get paid."

"If that's true, then you should stop complaining," the man said. "Now try not to ruin your first day."