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The doctor carefully examines Alice's body, checking her breasts and nipples, feeling the weight of her heavy pussy lips. She then inserts a finger into her ass, searching for any signs of tension or resistance as she begins to massage it gently.

The doctor continues her exploration of Alice's body, taking her time to ensure that every inch is thoroughly examined and prepared for the task at hand. As she works, a nurse stands by, ready with various tools and devices to help extract Alice's cum.

Alice squirms in frustration and humiliation as she's thoroughly examined by the doctor, her body on display for the nurse to assist with. Her breasts are squeezed and prodded, nipples hardening at the attention. The fingers in her ass send waves of pleasure-pain coursing through her, making it difficult to focus on anything else.

The doctor takes the tool with a calm demeanor, explaining to Alice what it's going to do as she positions it near her entrance. "This is called a milking sleeve," she says, "It will stimulate your vagina in a way that encourages the release of cum." With expert precision, the doctor inserts the sleeve into Alice's wet folds, pressing a button to engage its motor.

As the sleeve begins to vibrate and pulse inside her, Alice's body tenses involuntarily at the incredible sensation. She moans through the gag, trying desperately not to cum too quickly as she feels the doctor's fingers massaging her clit in perfect rhythm with the sleeve. Her hips buck up off the table in response, seeking more contact with the intense stimulation.

Alice cries out through the gag as the doctor roughly fingers her ass, searching for her prostate. The nurse hands her a long metal dildo with a bulbous tip, lubing it up before the doctor pushes it into Alice's tight hole. The sensation is overwhelmingly pleasurable, but the pressure on her full bladder and the knowledge of what they intend to do make her feel helpless and exposed.

The doctor and nurse help Alice to her feet, their hands firmly on her body as they guide her through the facility. She's led to a large machine that resembles some sort of medical scanner, but with more invasive attachments. The nurse secures her in place, fastening straps around her torso and legs, leaving her breasts and crotch completely exposed.

Alice cries out in despair as she's forced into a cage among other women, their bodies exposed and helpless just like hers. The tubes attached to her breasts lead away from the cage, disappearing into the darkness of the barn. She can feel warmth seeping down her thighs, proof that she's already beginning to produce cum for the facility.

As the tube is forcefully shoved into her pussy, Alice screams through the gag, her body convulsing involuntarily from the intense intrusion and the loss of control it signifies. Her eyes dart around the cage, seeking solace or understanding in the gazes of the other women trapped alongside her, but all she sees is fear and desperation mirrored back at her. The feeling of her body being used as a cum-producing machine overwhelms any remaining sense of dignity or humanity.

As the doctor carefully inserts a catheter into Alice's urethra, she lets out a muffled cry through the gag. The sensation is invasive and uncomfortable, but she knows it serves a purpose: to ensure that her bladder empties completely, leaving nothing but cum in its place. The nurse attaches the catheter to a tube that leads away from the cage, joining the network of tubes already draining Alice's body of its precious fluids.

Hours pass as the tubes drain Alice's body of cum, leaving her weak and spent. The other women in the cage watch with tired, haunted eyes, their own bodies already emptied countless times over. In this endless cycle of degradation and objectification, there seems to be no escape for any of them.