The Main Entrance

He leads you in through the main door and into a lobby. The lobby is very nice, like that of a fancy hotel. There are velvet cushions, silk curtains, and gold paint. You and the rest of the class group together in the lobby, and Mr. Minchest stands in front of the group. He claps his hands, and out of a door comes a tall woman, with dark skin, noticeably large breasts, and thick legs carrying a trey with glasses of milk.

“I’ll have Ms. Harding pass out some free samples, as I give you a brief history of the company.”

Ms. Harding walks in front of you holding out the trey. Your eyes are glued to her large breasts, however. They’re so voluminous, but yet look natural. And it looks like they’re tattooed. You see what looks like a tattoo of a barcode on her right breast, and on the left...

“Sweetie, take a glass.”

You look up in embarrassment and quickly grab a glass. You listen to Mr. Minchest’s presentation. You lift the glass to your mouth, but it doesn’t seem that good. In fact, it tastes kind of gross.

“Founded in 2016, Minchest Farms has been serving the country for nearly 10 years. I started out with just 20 cows, and today, this franchise has over 1,000.”

You feel a little tight in your chest, and you feel very warm.

“We primarily sell milk, but we also sell dairy products like cheese and yogurt, as well as ice cream.”

Your chest feels so tight that you can hardly breathe, and your bosom feels like it’s on fire. You finally decide to speak up.

“Um, Mr. Minchest, after that milk, it’s hard for me to breathe and I’m very hot.”

He walks over to you.

“Hmm. I agree. With tits like those and that nice firm ass, you are pretty hot.”

A few boys snicker, and you flush red.

“In all seriousness, where is it hot?”

You point to his chest, and he nods. “Could you take off your tee shirt, please? Purely for health reasons.”

You reluctantly take it off, leaving nothing but a silky pink bra on your chest.

“Hmm. Now I’m sure the rest of the girls here should be experiencing this too.” He grabs your breast in his hand. “Feels very heavy. That means the **** milk should have worked.”

You sputter, looking for a response. Everyone else is as shocked.

“Only one way to see. He unclasp your bra and it falls to the ground. He gets down on one knee, and puts his face your bosom. He puts his mouth on the nipple, and sucks.

You moan in sensually bliss as you feel milk blasting out your mammaries.

Mr. Minchest stops sucking and stands up, wiping his mouth.

“This little girlie here has just become a heifer for the farm, as all of you soon will as well.”

You look around as Mr. Minchest goes around, disrobing all the other girls in the class. As he finishes, he leads the group into a large metal door. You look back, to see the group flanked by guards. You follow him in, and hear the door slam shut and lock behind the group. You look for Mr. Minchest, just to find him in a large box on the ceiling with a glass panel.

“Lakeview High School, welcome to your new lives!”