adrianus' gloved hands massaged atom's abdomen for a moment, before wrapping the measuring tape around it.

"the eggs are growing nicely," he said, writing down the measurement. "you've been eating well, too. you still haven't had any nausea or digestive discomfort?"

"no," it said. "i think your suggestions helped..."

"that's good," he responded, moving to its hips, measuring them, and taking notes. "and you haven't felt any other pain?"

"no, just pressure and heaviness... and swelling..."

"your hips have actually already widened a bit."

he moved to its chest. "i can tell even before measuring that your breasts are swelling... i can see changes in the nipple, as well. your body is definitely reacting the way it would during a normal pregnancy. although it's progressing much more rapidly."

after taking the measurement, and taking a few notes, he placed his hands on its chest, gently squeezing and feeling it.

"how does it feel?" he asked softly. "it might already be time to begin breast pumping sessions..."

it sighed as he touched it. "it feels sensitive... it feels really... full..."

he started carefully massaging and stroking, starting at the top of its breasts, moving down toward the nipples. "shh..." he whispered. "just lean forward a bit for me..."

it did as it was told, its breath heavy as he touched its swollen chest.

"good... just relax now... next time, i'll use breast pumps, but i don't have them ready yet, and you seem to need some relief now..."

he cupped its breasts, pushing and pulling in a steady motion with his thumb and fingers. "how does that feel?"

it moaned quietly. it was a new, strange feeling. its chest used to be so flat, and now it was so heavy, and swollen, and engorged. it felt an ache for his touch, for release.

its thighs squeezed together. "i need to be milked..."

"that's it... you do need it..." he murmured, continuing the motions. "your body is ready to begin lactating... it's already producing so much milk... ready to feed and nourish all of those creatures growing inside of you... ready to help with this experiment... doing everything it can for me..."

it relaxed, its mind going fuzzy from the touches, from his tone.

"just let me help you... let me give you some relief... and let me help your body... keep producing this milk... i'll need a lot of it..."

it could see white beads forming on its chest.

"there you go... that's it... just let it out for me..."

it was trickling down, leaking from its body, some of it getting on his black gloves as he continued expressing the milk.

it felt good, almost overwhelming. it felt so much relief already.

"the more the milk flows out of you... the better you feel... it's just natural. you feel relief... and you feel the hormones flowing through you... you'll look forward to being pumped... to being milked... to every session. it will always feel good... it will make you want to produce more and more of it..."

it just kept flowing. his movements were so precise, squeezing in just the right places, in just the right ways.

its body looked so different, it felt so different, with its chest and stomach bulging and heavy. it couldn't ignore what it was being used for, how much it was changing for the sake of the experiment. it had liked its flat chest, but the more he murmured to it in that hypnotic voice, and massaged it, and milked it, the more pleasure it felt, the more it felt like it should keep growing, just to please him, just for this extra attention.

and there were so many eggs inside of it... so much to feed. it wondered if the eggs were specifically stimulating it to produce even more milk than it normally would... if the eggs were changing its body from the inside.

"you really needed this, didn't you?" he cooed, as the milk kept spilling out, running down its swollen belly.

it moaned and sighed with every spurt, feeling its chest soften, feeling the hormones flood its body.

"i think you're almost done... just a little bit more... and then we'll get you cleaned up... i'll need to examine more of your body, as well. the fluctuations in hormones can affect your ability to self lubricate..."

it could feel how wet it was, so it didn't think that was a problem. but it liked when he inspected its body.

he gave its chest another long, thorough squeeze, getting the last drops out.

"that's it... that's better, isn't it?"

it nodded, its body relaxing and tingling with pleasure.

"very good... your body is being so helpful and cooperative for me... such a perfect subject."

even if he couldn't pet it at that moment, with his wet, messy gloves, just the praise and the look he gave it were enough.