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Lacto-Drones, also known as milky-drones are a vital part of the staff at the main Drone-Cafe of this remote city. They have 4, 6 or 8 breasts which produce large amounts of the milk used for the cafe. Customers may choose to drink the milk cold from the storage tanks, or consume it warm, directly from the source.

The lowest pair of breasts on all milky drones produce an special type of milk, that induces breast growth and lactation as well as inducing a persistently aroused and docile state of mind, this pair of breasts is connected to tubes that go directly to their masks, force feeding it to the drone as it lactates, persistently reinforcing or maintaining their production.

All customers are explained the rule that they may not disconnect the tubing from the lowest pair of breasts to consume their milk, but are not explained the reason.

Saber decided to visit the local drone-cafe for the first time and was very curious about this, she decided to unplug one of the tubes from their designated drone and drink directly from there to see if it tasted any different... and it did, wonderfully... She drank that breast dry.. then plugged back the tube, smirking as nobody realized about this.

Unfortunately, to her surprise, she found the whole front of her body tingling not long after. Her shirt started swelling, and getting damp... her arousal rapidly raising, and her mind dulling down. As soon as this was noticed by some of the maintenance drones, they grabbed Saber and brought her to the staff room one of the local owners asked her what happened.. Saber was barely able to babble any words in her current mental state.

"Seems like we have a new volunteer for working on the cafe, will you be a good girl and let me suit you up?"

Saber nodded obediently with her gaze lost somewhere else... the other drones rushed to put her into an umbreon themed Lacto-drone suit, which fully covered her body except for her breasts and neck mane, for the enjoyment of future customers. Her wings bound to the back for more compactness... and some stretchy straps over her breasts, for plugging the milking cups and tubes.

Without realizing it, she was about to join the rest of the staff on this business. She was brought to the milking room. Milking cups attached to her 6 top breasts, with the 2 last tubes connected to her mask. To her relief, the milking machine started suckling from her slowly growing mammaries... and the wonderful taste filled her maw again, her lower pair of breasts now producing the same special milk that initially transformed her.

If milked just once, normally, she would have returned to normal after a few hours... but she was in a drone suit now... each milking she got feeding her another dose of the special milk, making her breasts grow larger, her arousal increasing, and her mind dulling down more and more... becoming more and more conditioned towards wanting to stay here for more pleasurable milking, her breasts growing to the size of small melons, adding a noticeable burden to her back.

Will she be able to leave in the future? Technically, the effects are reversible. But rumor has it that if the drone remains force-fed by their suit for too long, their condition becomes permanent... after passing the breaking point, the physical and mental effects do not wear anymore.. even without consuming milk from the lower pair, which just acts as a production booster after dronification process is complete.

Does it matter if she cannot leave though? She seems to be having a great time as a volunteer for the drone-cafe~. she have been supplying her mask with the drugged gas filters ever since she returned the second time, gradually increasing the dosage until she stopped taking off her suit. This highly addictive drug keeps the lacto-drones in an intense state of arousal, induces a mental state of complete obedience and removes their ability to think. It also boosts breast growth and lactaction way beyond what any un-drugged drone

making her breasts grow fuller and larger, she kept waiting obediently, enjoying her reward. Being allowed to make even more milk than the regular drones.

They had her waiting for about two days before bringing her to the milking machine. By that time, her breasts became so large that they squeezed against each other, and forced her back into a slight arching, which kept them permanently exposed in an ellegant and enticing fashion. They plugged her to the milking machine, finally giving her relief from her milky load.

Number Nine will be given one more chance to accept being released after a few more weeks of service in that condition~

Just like last time, the business owners will milk her dry, and then make sure she ingests quite a bit of her own dronification milk shortly before she is about to come back to her senses. the effect will wear off for some time before coming back stronger. Making her briefly believe she is actually free. But, her body and mind are already helplessly t

She started breathing faster, letting muffled moans inside her mask.. making her inhale more and triggering her lower pair of breasts, feeding her more of the special dronification milk that would intensify her milky condition.

"You might be desperate to get milked~ Well, your next command is to wait until we let you, enjoying your reward~"

She fell to her knees... letting soft muffled moans and trembling.. hours passed.. The lack of milking, except for her lower pair kept making her breasts grow fuller and larger, she kept waiting obediently, enjoying her reward. Being allowed to make even more milk than the regular drones.

They had her waiting for about two days before bringing her to the milking machine. By that time, her breasts became so large that they squeezed against each other, and forced her back into a slight arching, which kept them permanently exposed in an ellegant and enticing fashion. They plugged her to the milking machine, finally giving her relief from her milky load.

Number Nine will be given one more chance to accept being released after a few more weeks of service in that condition~

Just like last time, the business owners will milk her dry, and then make sure she ingests quite a bit of her own dronification milk shortly before she is about to come back to her senses. the effect will wear off for some time before coming back stronger. Making her briefly believe she is actually free. But, her body and mind are already helplessly trapped... a ticking clock before the urges and load in her body bring her back to work. A clock that will get shorter and shorter each time she comes back.

After this reward she already received though, her breasts will never shrink nor stop lactating again. Not like her mushed down mind will notice this when she is "released" anyway. She did not even realize that she is going back home with her drone-suit still on this time, likely never to be taken off ever again~