The production facility

As the man scanned his card, the metal door slid aside on its own. Vanessa was hit by the drone of dozens of machines somewhere in the distance. The man lead her along a long, dimly lit corridor. As they approached what must be the production facility, a weird but somehow familiar scent grew stronger in the air. Suddenly Vanessa recognized the smell as the same flavor as the hard fudge she bought in the gift shop.

Vanessa and the man turned around the corner. She spotted a large vat with transparent walls half filled with a white liquid. The vat slowly filled with more liquid from transparent plastic tubes that ran in every direction in the ceiling. A frothing layer of fat topped the liquid.

"Okay, right, I am inside a dairy", Vanessa reminded herself. "I wonder where the cows are at? And it smells too clean for a place with cows around."

The man poked Vanessa in the breast to keep her moving along. "We need to find a free extraction station soon", the man said to himself. "Or maybe I should do manual extraction this time?", he said and licked his lips. He then grabbed Vanessa's breasts into her hands. "These sure feel heavy... ow!", he managed before getting slapped by Vanessa. Vanessa tried to shout "No!", but she still had no voice. Instead, she produced a weird, guttural, animal-like yelp instead.

"Feisty, eh?", the man said, not seeming fazed at all. He then grabbed a pair of handcuffs from his waist, **** Vanessa's hands behind her back and cuffed her. "The machine'll take care of you, my girl", he said as they pushed onward.