The dairyman first took a minute to hook up Mom to the milking machine. Her tail was hitting the wall too hard as she wagged, so he unhooked her wrists from the wall to let her scoot away a little, then used a chain to leash her by her collar to the wall instead.
Tina hadn't even noticed Mom was wearing a collar until then. Then she noticed she was wearing one herself too! When did that get there?
Tail-wagging was an involuntary reflex, but now that Mom could let her manacled wrists lay behind her on top of her tail, it kept it under control a little.
He spent a couple minutes removing Tina's nipple jewelry first. While he worked, he asked, "You have fun at your party?"
She had been at a party for real, and it had been fun enough. "Yeah."
He winked. "I've heard at those college parties they usually make the pet girls put on shows. Betcha enjoy that."
She blushed a little, wondering what this world's equivalent of dancing on a table in her bra and thong would be.
He had her lay on the floor with her hands over her head so he could manacle her wrists together and padlock them to the ring set into the floor. She was very soon also hooked up to the milking machine, feeling the first of her foremilk begin squirting as the machine worked.
For a while it seemed pretty normal, just the two of them in the kitchen, giving their milk. It felt nice, and she could see her tail, laying to one side of her, begin to wag gently.
"It's weird, you know?" she mentioned. "This feels good, so why do we have to be in restraints?"
Mom laughed. "A long time ago, some women objected to letting men milk them. They wanted to deal with their milk by breastfeeding each other. So the government required all women to be chained up for milking so that we can't interfere."
All women? Not just C-cups and up?
With a giggle, Mom added. "Did you know he still has the right to keep you chained up full time if he thinks you're rebellious?"
Her eyes got wide and she glanced at the dairyman. He laughed too. "Don't worry. Your husband, father or owner can unchain you if he disagrees with me. Of course, he's got the same right to chain you up as I do. He can leave instructions to leave you restrained when I'm done, too."
She felt very wary now. "Does that ever happen?"
"Usually just as a game with newlyweds," he assured her with a wink.
Then another copy of Tina walked into the kitchen!
From the look on her face, the other Tina was just as surprised to see her, but neither of them seemed able to say anything about it! Mom said, "You're late, Tara! Guess you get to wait."
The dairyman chuckled. "I'll go ahead and get that jewelry off you. Come here."
Looking confused, 'Tara' crossed over to him and he quickly removed her jewelry, which was identical to Tina's just like she herself was. When he was done, he gave her tits a nice squeeze. "Feels like you're plenty ready. You're dribbling a little already."
Tara didn't seem to know what to say to this man holding her tits and smiling. He patted her arm. "Why don't you let us watch you play with your sister while you're waiting?"
It was a reason to step away from him, so she obeyed, sitting down on the floor next to Tina. She wondered, "What should I do?"
"Just lick her pussy like you always do, dear," Mom answered. She sounded like she was getting some serious pleasure out of being milked. Tina had to admit, as she got used to it, now that her milk was fulling letting down and it was flowing well, it actually did feel good.
Tara looked at her, eyes slightly wide, but she moved around to get between Tina's legs and bent down to eat her out.
Tina had willingly spread her legs for this mystery copy without any intent. She could see something in Tara's eyes that told her she was similarly doing things like someone else was having her do them.
Ohmigawd, I think someone else has taken the 'reality manipulation' program!!!
She saw the idea dawn in Tara's eyes at the same time she thought it herself, and that timing made her realize someone had literally turned her into twins! Tara had been surprised to see her because, in her mind, she was Tina herself!
That was why other little changes had been happening, like the collars they were wearing, too.
Tina discovered quickly that Tara was really good at what she was doing, and seemed to have an unusually long tongue. They didn't have any lesbian experience, so this must be something else the person who had stolen the program had changed! Maybe she fucked her twin sister all the time? Her surprise twin seriously new exactly how to get her off. She got to orgasm several minutes before the machine was done milking her. Plenty of hindmilk was still coming out when the dairyman gave them a little applause. He turned around and checked Mom, then stroked her hair and told her, "You're just about done, pretty lady. You're doing a beautiful job."
Mom looked pleased and rubbed her head against his hand, so he kept petting her like a dog.
Tara crawled up and stretched out alongside Tina, snuggling in close. She whispered into her ear, "Who are you?"
Tina whispered back, "You already figured it out, right? We're both Tina. Probably the only reason I kept the name is I was in the kitchen already."
"Someone else has the goddamn program, right?" she whispered back. The dairyman was unhooking Mom now.
"Yeah," Tina nodded. Tara's worried eyes were probably the same as her own.
"Who is it and what the fuck will they do next?"
The dairyman came over and checked Tina's production, which was just about done. He massaged her tits to help her finish, stripping her last milk out by hand from its hiding places within the big things. Finally, he nodded while taking a leisurely feel of her pussy. "You two have got such beautiful boobs. I think I get more milk from you lovelies than anyone else on my route. Your mom and sisters are probably your only real competition."
Tara glanced at her. Sisters? Plural?
He quickly took the equipment and the manacles off her and changed containers in the milking machine. Both of them looked at each other with slightly wide eyes when they saw how much milk she had produced. She was pretty sure she once read that a woman normally produced a quart of milk in an entire day. They were being milked twice a day, but that container held closer to a half gallon!
The dairyman verified the large amount shortly, looking at the container and announcing "810 milliliters. Very well done, girl. Make sure to rehydrate and eat well, okay? I want you to keep your milk quality up. Our neighborhood is starting to make a real name for itself as a first-rate dairy producer."
He recorded the amount, put the container into his portable refrigerator, and put an empty in the machine.
"Tara likes sitting up like Mom if I remember correctly," he smiled, and had her kneel where Mom had been. He quickly leashed her up by her collar to the wall on her knees, with her wrists manacled behind her back just like Mom had been, giving her milk.
"Come over here, honey," Mom purred to her, slipping her rump up onto the table. Tina followed her, and Mom put her arm around her, cupping her breast.
She nuzzled her neck and groped her emptied tit. "I'm still really horny. Since the dairyman has to wait anyway, we can give him a show. You can pay your sister back when Daddy's around to watch."
Tina exchanged slightly eye-bugging looks with Tara. 'When Daddy's around to watch?' Mom's tail was going two hundred wags a minute as she molested Tina's bosom and slipped her tongue into her mouth.
After a short bout of open-mouth kissing, she leaned back and asked, "Aren't you girls glad we all agreed to let Daddy make us his pets? Nobody thinks it's wrong for pets to fuck in front of everybody."
It didn't take very long for Mom to pull her into a 69 on the table top. They put on a beautiful lovemaking show for the dairyman while Tara knelt there, giving milk and watching.
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