Test the Juicer on a Female

You quickly check over the pod-like machine, making sure everything is in order. The bulk of the front was taken up by a curved window that doubled as the access hatch. It opened to allow a person inside, then sealed shut once their arms and legs were secured; the rest of the body would remain visible so that one can easily check how the person inside is doing, and if everything was functioning properly. Below the window/hatch were a dial and switch; the dial had the settings for which fluid to collect and the switch decided if it was to be "gathered" or "extracted". Other than that the design was rather simple and compact. Depending on how things went in these tests you could have a room filled with rows of these, and depending on how THAT went you might be able to have "liquid resource provider" be an official job at Spiritech so that you could save test subjects for, well, testing things.

But you're getting ahead of yourself. With everything seeming to be in order, you call over to Carol, who was operating a computer in the corner of the room that would keep track of the all the hard data the sensors picked up, "Bring me a test subject: female. One that's lactating would be nice if you can find one, but the important thing is that she be between 5'2 and 5'10 to fit in the machine, and not too fat either"

"You're in luck, Maphe, one of our subjects gave birth about 8 months ago and in fact...", a file arrives on your dataslate, showing a picture of a blond women and a short medical inquiry, "has recently filed a complaint that her breasts were sore. I'll give you three guesses as to what the cause ended up being, and the first one doesn't count"

A quick glance through the report showed that she was producing milk at an unusually fast rate, and without offspring to feed it to (her child was confiscated), it was starting to build up. You smile, "I gotta admit, that's pretty great. Bring her up"

In no time at all, the test subject (assigned the name "Lesca" for convenience sake) arrived. She was an experienced test subject, and in fact she got pregnant through a previous experiment, and she had more accomplishments under her belt from before that, so she was great with following directions, even if the safety of doing so was questionable.

"alright, if you'll just step up on here and face me, we'll get you all nice and snug", you guide her into the juicer and slip her legs into it. To keep the subject still, there were foam slots inside that, once activated, would contract around the person's limbs, keeping them with their arms behind them and their legs spread ever so slightly. Once secure, the cover slid down in front of her. Lesca glanced around the inside of the tube-like chamber, though not much was visible while it was inactive.

"Hey Lesca, can you still here me?", you speak into a microphone on your collar. You haven't decided if the final version would have a speaker system. Probably not, simply for production costs, but for testing purposes being able to speak to the test subject was extremely helpful. She didn't speak up, but the fact that her head jerked towards you indicated she could hear you just fine, "Great. Now then, where shall we begin..."