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From the murmurings of the women surrounding Stacy, they were having just as hard of a time adjusting to the dim light of the prep room as she was. All around, the naked women milled around and talked softly to each other, sharing the reasons they were there--their spouse had talked them into getting juiced, they had talked to other women who got juiced regularly, they wanted to have swollen pussy lips like their juicing friends, and so on.

'Hey there,' said a curvy blond woman next to Stacy. 'I'm Bree. How come you're here?'

Stacy looked over the woman--she couldn't be older than 19--and tried not to stare at her large, pendulous tits, with her nipples poking out a couple of inches from the slight chill in the air. 'I'm Stacy,' she replied. 'I'm here because my mom thought it'd be good for me to start juicing. '

'One of the believers, huh?' Bree said with a grin.

'Yeah, she's been getting juiced weekly for a couple of years now. She says it's great for your health, but she seems like she's gotten a little...I dunno, dumber.'

Bree giggled. 'That's just her sex drive finally kicking in, I bet. Juiced women aren't dumber, I think. Just more distracted from all that fucking they get.'

The benefits or side effects of juicing were, of course, the topic du jour ever since juicing clinics started opening up several years ago. It was small at first, almost private, but as medical doctors started publishing findings linking the wetness of a woman's pussy to various health benefits, juicing barns became more mainstream and popular. Juicing, as it was called, was the practice of stimulating a vagina through penetration, which allowed a suction device to remove the pussy cum as a woman got fucked by a large, mechanical cock. The myriad benefits were 'obvious' to medical practitioners, even though women's rights groups protested the strong bias of the studies, as well as the fact that researchers ignored obvious side effects--a slight, sometimes more, reduction of IQ; higher unemployment rates among juicing women; higher tendencies of submissiveness to males; higher convictions for misdemeanor crimes such as public indecency and contributing to the delinquency of a minor (usually when the women were caught fucking in public areas) and, of course, a higher rate of pregnancy than non-juicing women. The protesters were largely drowned out by the surge of women who wanted the signature look of a juicing woman: the puffed pussy, a reddish pussy mound that stuck out several inches and made a woman look like she was an animal in heat. They were always shaved, since the vacuum pumps needed a clean seal to work efficiently, and they often glistened from the woman's own pussy juice and the cream the technicians put on her cunt to make it more firm and produce more cum. Most juicing women could be identified by the pussy juice running down their thighs as they went about town, or by the wet spots on the crotch of their jeans. Some women even took to walking around with a dildo inside their hot fuckboxes so they didn't feel the constant need to lift their skirts and air their wet, horny snatches in public, inviting men to relieve their swollen balls and hard cocks inside a willing cunt.

The intercom came on in the prep room, a deep, soothing male voice. 'Remove your clothes and prepare for processing.'

'Processing' worried Stacy, but everyone else started stripping, putting their clothes into baskets, and Stacy started doing so as well. The nipples on her firm DD tits grew hard as cool air hit them. Bree was one of the first ones completely naked, rubbing her perky C-cup boobs and every so often rubbing her shaved pussy. The women grew quieter as they stood there naked, slightly embarrassed and waiting for instructions.

The door in front of them slid open. 'Proceed to the processing room,' said the voice.

The women stepped through the door to a shower room. The wall was lined with shower units, much like a gym locker shower room, though in the center of the room were men in rubber suits holding a sprayer. The naked women lined up in front of the men, lifting their arms as the male voice instructed. The men sprayed everything from the neck down, paying special attention to her armpits, ass, and pussy. From the slight burning and tingling sensation rippling across her skin, she figured it was a hair removal spray. Once the men were done, the women went to the showers lining the wall and cleaned themselves, the hair falling off of their bodies until everything was smooth and shiny. Stacy saw some women soaping each other up and washing each other's bodies, while others rubbed their own slits, thinking of all of the rumors that surround a first juicing--that the group uses real cocks before the rubber ones, that the women are encouraged to lick each other's hard nipples and wet clits to encourage maximum pussy juice production. Stacy's snatch started moistening up thinking about them herself, and she had to stop herself from fingering her hole.

The men in rubber suits produced towels and hair dryers, which the women used. Then the voice told them to get back in a line and head into the juicing room. Bree and Stacy lined up next to each other, with Bree giggling and hopping a little. 'I hope the dildos are big,' she said as she grinned. 'My cunt is soooo horny right now.'

The women filed through the doors into a large room filled with devices. There were two rows of what appeared to be shiatsu massage chairs, but with large dildos sticking out from the seat. Under the dildo was a clear plastic suction cup attached to a hose, which led to a large machine behind the chair. The two rows were facing each other, and as the women filed in, the men sat each woman down across from another one. Stacy was seated across from Bree, who winked and wiggled her ass in excitement. Stacy's own crotch felt cool due to the wetness of her pussy in the cool air, and she shivered in excitement and anticipation.

A man came by with a large jar of some kind of cream. Dipping his hand in, he smeared it over Stacy's pussy, rubbing her clit and fingering her hole while he applied the white cream all over. Stacy moaned and pressed back into the man's hand, which caused him to chuckle from behind his faceplate. The man kept that up for a minute or two, then walked away. The cream was cool, and she felt as if her soft cunt lips were swelling up, becoming firm and stiff, or at least meatier. She imagined what they would look like afterward, sticking out several inches from her body, glistening with arousal. As Stacy was readjusting to the lack of stimulation, she felt another rubber-clad hand against her ass.

'I'm going to give your pussy lips an injection. This will sting a little,' he said, 'but it will help with the juicing.'

Stacy felt twin pricks in her cunt lips, and she winced as the man injected her with some kind of serum. When the needles left, her pussy felt warm and tingly. She wanted to squeeze her legs together or rub against the seat cushion, anything for some stimulation. She looked across the aisle at Bree, who was wiggling even more. Bree is such a horny cunt, thought Stacy. She paused, realizing that she never used that kind of language. Just how much was this procedure affecting her?

She was about to get up and leave when she felt something press into her hole. A rubber hand pressed her ass into the dildo, stretching her cunthole and filling her. Stacy moaned and pressed down, stretching her dripping honeypot out until she felt the suction cup surround her pussy. Stacy wiggled around even more, trying to get more stimulation on her clit. The other women around her were doing the same thing, writing on the chairs. Bree even tried pressing her ass into one of the men, leaving a slick trail of her pussy juice on his leg before he managed to calm her down by putting his middle finger up her asshole and rubbing it, causing her whole body to shake with a small orgasm. Stacy wished it was her having the orgasm, her tits bouncing as a man fingered her tight ass.

'All right,' shouted a man somewhere in the ends of the juicing room, 'Let's fire them up!'

All at once, the women gasped and moaned as the suction cups stuck themselves to their pussies. Stacy could feel her cunt swelling from the suction, tingling as the blood rushed to the surface of the skin. The dildo inside her started pistoning in and out of her snatch, and she felt the juice from deep inside her pussy flow around it and out, getting sucked up by the machine, and a small nub on the dildo rubbed against her clit, encouraging her to get even wetter. The suction only stimulated her cuntal region further, oscillating between a high and low suction very fast, like a milking machine designed for her pussy. She bent forward onto the chair and moaned in carnal satisfaction. It felt so good to finally get fucked, even if it was by a plastic cock. Off to the side, Stacy saw the lines of women sitting naked in the chairs, cunts sticking out and inflating, a purplish red against the clear shell of the suction cup. Many of the women seemed to be college aged, though there was a good mix of older women as well. A brunette next to her screamed in pleasure as she came hard on the invading dildo. The cup jerked and sucked a load of pussy juice from her snatch, leaving the brunette to catch her breath as the dildo kept fucking her. More women started screaming as their cunts came into the machines and had their juices sucked dry.

Stacy felt her cunt tightening in orgasm. She grunted and squatted lower on the chair, exposing more of her ass and pussy, and then squeezed her orgasmic fluids down the dildo and into the cup, which sucked them up and left her dry. No wet spot, she thought. That's a good--'UNNGGH!' The nub rubbing her clit started vibrating, causing her to come again quickly in unison with the other women. The cup sucked another load of cunt cream down, and Stacy collapsed on the chair, unconsciously rubbing her nipples and trying to catch her breath.

Stacy saw Bree moaning loudly and screaming from her juicing. 'Fuck!' screamed Bree as her ass thrashed up and down, trying to push back into the dildo fucking her twat so vigorously. 'I love being juiced! I love getting fucked and cumming on a hard cock!' The cable attaching the cup to the machine gave no resistance, though, so Bree ended up grinding her ass against the chair, trying desperately to get a rougher fuck from the dildo, leaving her slightly frustrated. One of the men came by and slapped her ass, causing Bree to cum hard. She looked up at the faceplate of the man who slapped her, lust dripping from her body. 'I'm such a slut,' she said between gasps, almost in a confessional tone. 'I need this. I need to be juiced as much as possible. I need you to suck all of the cum from my cunt every day.' The man responded by sliding his middle finger up her ass, making Bree cum for a third time in under two minutes. Her head dropped to the headrest, her body shaking, her mouth silently open as her body spasmed again. From her crotch, the cup sucked up her cum and sent it into the processing machine. Stacy couldn't hold it back any more, and let a torrent of pussy juice fly from her twat as she came again.

The rest of the hour was spent like that, with the women lying on the chair and cumming as often as they could. Stacy's actions were almost beyond her control; she simply gave in to the whim of the machine, which fucked her hole and rubbed her clit while she squirted her cum into the machine. Every so often a man would come by and pinch her nipples or spank her bare ass, causing another orgasm. And with each orgasm, Stacy felt her cares slip away, being suctioned away by the juice cup her cunt kept trying to fill but couldn't. Her mind let its hold on reality go, giving in to the immense and immediate pleasure of the juicing machine.

She was only aware of the time passing when the machine suddenly shut off. As the cup popped off her now swollen labia, the cool air shocked her to consciousness enough to see the other women being picked up by the men and carried over their shoulders out of the room. Stacy tried to get up herself, but her body wouldn't respond--her limbs were rubber, and her legs and ass were still involuntarily clenching from the numerous orgasms she had. A man picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Looking up, she saw Bree's ass sticking up, her bright red cunt swollen from the vacuum. Her clit stuck out, and juice ran down her thighs. Every few seconds, Bree would clench and more juice would squirt out of her hole and run down her shining thighs. Stacy tried to get Bree's attention, but all that came out of her mouth was '...cum...cum...'

The men carried them to a large room that looked a bit like a stable. Big tables with padding on them were lined up, and naked men stood in line near them. There were several lines, and each man had a large erection that stood out, with some of the men rubbing their cocks as they saw the naked women hauled into the room and placed onto the tables face down in a doggystyle position. Bree was placed to Stacy's right, and though she wanted to touch Bree, comfort her and maybe touch that gorgeous cunt that stuck out between her legs, her limbs wouldn't respond.

The men in rubber suits came by again and rubbed more cream on their cunts. Her pussy tingled and ached for something inside it, but when she reached down to finger herself, the man slapped her hand away. When she struggled again to reach her dripping slit, the man grabbed her hands and pinned them to her sides. Then another man put some headphones on her.

'If you are listening to this, calm down,' said a voice on the headphones. Immediately, Stacy relaxed and stopped squirming, even though she wanted to rub her throbbing clit. 'Now take a deep breath and relax. Listen to me.' The room got quiet as the women focused on the voice in the headphones.'

'Juicing is good. It helps you relax. You want to juice regularly, at least every few days, but more if you can. It makes your cunt feel good.' Stacy nodded at everything the voice said. Juicing was good. It helped her relax.

'Juicing makes your cunt bigger, and as your cunt gets bigger, your cunt gets more dominant. It grows inside your mind as well, until you become your cunt. You are your cunt. You are a cunt. Repeat this.'

The room echoed as all of the women said 'I am a cunt. I am a cunt.' in unison. Stacy twitched as she said it, thinking of her body as centered around her dripping cunt, an elaborate system used simply to attract cocks and cum for her cunt.

'Your cunt needs to be exposed as much as possible. It needs to breathe, and it needs to fuck.' Of course it does, Stacy thought.

'When your cunt has been juiced, it is happy but incomplete. Juiced cunts cause hard cocks, and those cocks also need to be pleased.' The women moaned and gasped at the thought of causing men's fuck poles to get hard with no release. 'After you get juiced, it's right to let men fuck your cunts until they cum. It's what your cunt wants.' Stacy nodded. Of course. Cocks needed to pleased. That's what cunts were for.

As she thought that, she heard a shuffling behind. The first man behind her stepped up. His large, hard penis hung poised, precum oozing out of the tip. Stacy's mouth watered at the thought of sucking the cum out of him, drinking from his cock like a kid drinks from a hose in the summer when they get thirsty. 'Please...' she cooed, her cunt itching for cum.

She gasped as the man slid inside her, his balls pressing into her clit as he adjusted to the warmth and wetness of her snatch. As he started pistoning in and out of her, the sensitivity of her newly inflated cunt caused her to cum quickly, pressing her swollen pussy into his crotch. He responded by fucking her harder, shaking the table she was on and causing her to scream with pleasure as she got reamed.

'Fuck me,' she groaned as the man kept pounding her pussy. It just felt so good to be fucked by a cock, to have her vaginal lips spread around a warm, hard member that wants to dump a load of cum deep inside her cunt. She looked down the tables and saw the other women in similar positions, bent over the tables, men slapping their bodies against the asses of the women, with only the wet, bright red cunts sticking out from behind them. It was like watching apes in heat, female bonobo monkeys who live to fuck, advertising their need for cock and cum.

The man behind Stacy groaned and fucked her faster. She could tell he was about to cum, and she rotated her hips, trying to stimulate his cock more. A few seconds later, he let out a scream, and she felt his baby juice spurt into her cunt, which greedily sucked it into her womb. Stacy came as well, her legs locking up and shaking uncontrollably as the spasms wracked her body with mind-numbing pleasure. It's good to let me cum inside me, she thought as he slipped out of her. I'm a cunt. Cunts need to be fucked by cocks. The next man entered her hole, causing another small orgasm to escape from her pussy. He was thicker, but not as long, and he spanked her ass as he fucked her, causing her asshole to twitch. Maybe I can get two guys to fuck me, she thought.

Stacy heard Bree's moaning and turned to see her getting fucked by a large black man. Bree's porcelain skin was such a stark contrast to his dark ebony, his thick cock and heavy balls slapping her engorged clit and causing her to jerk uncontrollably with each thrust. Her puffed red pussy jiggled every time he sank into her, and Bree was mumbling 'I am a cunt...I am a cunt...I am a cunt....' in time to the thrusts. Stacy thought it was beautiful the way Bree's cunt advertised her need for cock; all she had to do was drop her pants or lift her skirt up and she would be able to demonstrate just how much of a cunt she was. Stacy was a little jealous of Bree's cunt, and wondered if she could arrange to have her cunt juiced more often so it would grow bigger and more noticeable, so passing cocks couldn't help but become hard and relieve their need to cum inside her. That's what cunts were for, after all.

Stacy's next orgasm surprised her as the man shot his spunk inside her again. As he left, she wiggled her hips, letting the creamy treat spread around inside her. Apparently, watching her inflated cunt wiggling around was too much for the next man, since he slid in with one long stroke, fucked her for a few more, then came with a loud groan, setting Stacy off with multiple orgasms. After that, she couldn't concentrate on time--it was just a series of men fucking her and cumming on their cocks. She felt their cum mixing with her juice as it traveled down the inside of her thigh, spread against the fat cunt that hung between her legs obscenely, advertising both her continual need for fucking and the evidence that she got fucked repeatedly.

Stacy only knew it was over when she stopped cumming. Her cunt was empty, and he thrust her hips backwards in a desperate attempt to fuck whatever might happen to be there. Two men came and moved her whole body onto the table, then spun her around. In front of her, Bree's cunt, dripping with juice and sperm, quivered as Bree tried to stop cumming from the heavy fucking she received.

'When cocks aren't around, cunts like being played with,' said the voice in her earphones. 'Fingers and tongues can help keep a cunt happy. Eating sperm from them is just as good.'

Stacy groaned in anticipation as she dragged her body over to Bree and nuzzled her face between her legs. The cunt juice and cum running down her thighs helped get her face closer to Bree's swollen cunt. Bree moaned as Stacy's nose brushed her clit and moved into a sixty-nine with Stacy. As Bree reached in and started licking and sucking on Stacy's cunt, Stacy screamed with another orgasm as she let Bree's puffy cunt lips surround her mouth. She licked at the sweet mixture of juices, the smell of Bree's sex running over her. They ate each other's cunts, giving each other several orgasms before, at last, Stacy's body shook with a final heaving orgasm, and she passed out.

When Stacy woke up, she was sitting on the floor against a locker in the dressing room. Other women were there, too, their faces covered in cunt juice and cum, their pussies swollen and red against the cold tile floor. Even as they sat there, their cunts were creaming, staying wet and ready for all of the cocks they were dreaming of, leaving small puddles of cum underneath their asses. She felt her own cunt as it nested between her thighs and wondered if this is how men feel, with cocks hanging down, interfering with wearing clothes and walking. Just the thought of cocks made her leak more juice, and she decided she better leave before she got juiced again--she wasn't sure if she could take two in a row.

Next to her clothes, Stacy found a note from Bree with her number on it. She slid it into her purse and put on her clothes. Her decision to wear pants was a poor one--she wore tight hip-hugging jeans, and now the inseam rubbed against her now-puffed pussy, arousing her and causing her to leak even more pussy juice. If I don't get home soon, I'll stain these pants, Stacy thought. She threw on her top and shoes, leaving her panties and bra in her purse, then hurried out to her car.

It took a few seconds for Stacy's eyes to adjust to the late afternoon light. Normally, there were several men hanging around outside of the juicing barn, waiting for freshly juiced women, in a state of sexual delirium, to come out so they could have a quick fuck, but right now, no one was outside. She felt a wet spot growing in her pants as she thought about fucking some random man outside of the juicing barn, and she quickly made her way to her car before wearing her pants became too much of a challenge.

She got to her car and fumbled around for the keys. As she hit the remote to unlock her door, she heard something scuffling behind her and turned around. An Asian man, younger and a bit pudgy with a pair of glasses on, was behind her. He seemed almost apologetic.

'Excuse me, miss, did you just come from the juicing barn?'

Stacy's legs froze up. Looking at this man made her cunt cream, even if he wasn't doing anything overtly sexual. She felt the wet spot grow between her legs, and resolved to simply get in her car and leave. 'Yes, yes I did,' she said while walking slowly to the driver's side door.

The man nodded. 'I was wondering...did you get juiced?'

She froze. The wet spot, once just a dab of moisture, now started leaking to the crack of her ass. She felt like her whole pussy was swelling in reaction to him. Her cunt was growing, making her pants tighter and more uncomfortable. The inseam pressed harder against her clit and she fought to keep from masturbating right here.

'Uh...I...yeah.' she stammered. Why wouldn't the remote unlock the door? She looked at it and realized she had her MP3 player in her hand. Dammit!

'Well then, miss, I was wondering if your pussy was wet right now.'

Stacy's heart skipped a beat. He was a 'member of the juice bar,' a man who picked up freshly juiced women. Stacy's face burned crimson, and she just nodded, unable to do anything except stand there and feel her cunt try and advertise its intentions through her pants.

The man licked his lips slightly. 'You must need to air it out, then.'

Stacy groaned as her hands went to the button on her jeans. She did need to air it out. Besides, she didn't know when the last time she had a cock fucking her hot cunt was. She had better take the time to do it now. Stacy dropped her pants and felt her well-lubed cunt slide between her legs and stick out behind her as she bent over the car. Her clit twitched in the slight breeze. She heard the man unzipping behind her, and managed to whimper a '...yesss...' before he slid his cock inside her. She buckled from the feeling, the need, for a cock to fuck her horny cunt. She wasn't in control anymore--she yielded to the fleshy desires of her cunt now.

He kept fucking her in the street, and Stacy managed to get into a somewhat secure doggystyle position, using her pants as a kneepad against the asphalt of the road. This was a residential neighborhood, and anyone who looked out their window would see this freshly-minted slut naked from the waits down, on her hands and knees in the middle of the road, getting her cunt reamed by some stranger, her red cunt lips providing a cushion for his hips as he kept pounding her fuckhole from behind. She alternately hoped that he would cum inside her soon and end her public humiliation and that he would never stop and make her into the cock riding slut she needed to be.

Through her orgasmic haze, Stacy saw four young boys standing near the edge of a driveway. One of them had a basketball in his hand, so they were obviously drawn to her screams of pleasure. None of them were doing anything wrong, but she could see their tented shorts as they watched. She knew this would be the ultimate image that any of them had of women--kneeling half naked, fucking in the street, wanting cock in her wet cunt, doing anything for sexual relief. 'FUCK ME HARD!' she screamed, 'I'M A SLUT! I'M A CUNT THAT NEEDS TO BE FUCKED REALLY....HUUUNNGH!' Stacy came as the man unloaded inside her, pumping her swollen pussy with cum as she orgasmed uncontrollably on his fuckstick. She laid there with her ass in the air, her cunt dripping cum down her legs, as the man zipped his pants up and left.

The boys were still watching as she got to her feet. Her mind considered having sex with the boys, too, but she managed to hit the remote starter button on her keychain and open the car door before she acted on it. She placed her pants on the driver's seat to soak up her cunt drippings and drove home.

*****Two Years Later*****

'Fuck!' screamed Stacy as her cunt came again on the dildo shoved deep inside her. Her OB/GYN was being very strict with her orgasm regimen, and told her that if she didn't have at least one orgasm every two hours while she was carrying her third child, her baby might be born sexually underdeveloped. Stacy didn't think she would be a good enough mother to take care of a child who would grow up to be sexually handicapped, so she stuck to a strict schedule of masturbation and fucking.

It helped that her two previous kids were still breastfeeding, sucking the milk from her heavy tits as fast as her body could make it. Every time they started to feed, her cunt reminded her of her duty to submit to cocks and cum often. Stacy was a good cunt, so she did what her cunt told her to, and as she fed her babies, she fucked her dildo. Every orgasm was just one more step towards having sexually healthy children.

It also helped to have a good friend like Bree. Bree was also carrying her third child, so both of them often went to the juicing barn for pregnant women. There, the handlers took care to make sure they didn't artificially induce labor or hurt the growing baby inside them. They looked incredibly sexy with their pregnant bellies hanging low, their cunts being juiced as they had orgasm after orgasm. By now, each of their cunts was the size of a grapefruit, and they had to buy special furniture that would accommodate their increased sexual desire, like special dining room chairs with large dildos sticking obscenely from the seat, allowing the women to rest their soaking cunts around a hard cock, or special recliners with built-in vibrators that let them enjoy an orgasm whenever they wanted. Every room in their house had to take into consideration the copious amount of pussy juice that leaked from between their legs.

Going outside of the house also required special attention. Stacy usually wore skirts so her cunt could hang between her legs, rubbing between her thighs and keeping her excited for any passing cocks that may come by. She often wore a walking dildo as well, strapping a thick silicon cock inside her cunt to keep her from getting too horny. When she didn't wear it, Stacy often had to air her cunt off, exposing it for several minutes, which usually resulted in a small line of men behind her waiting to cream Stacy's cunt walls with their thick cock juice.

When she wanted to do that intentionally, she often went to one of the 'juice bars' that had sprung up around the juicing barns. There, cunts walked around with their swollen fuck flesh exposed, letting their sweet cunt juice drip down their legs and onto the floor. Men would often walk around with similarly swollen organs, letting their big cocks hang out for the cunts to see. When a cunt wanted to get fucked, all she had to do was bend over, and immediately some hard cock would slide itself into her fuck nest, making it gooey with lust and, after a few minutes, cum. Stacy and Bree usually visited the juice bar at least twice a week, where their large bellies and fat cunts kept them filled with cock and cum until well into the morning.

Stacy looked down at her two daughters who were feeding from her tits. Her third child would be a girl as well, and she knew that when they were old enough, she would take them to the juicing barn for their first juicing. She thought about all the important life steps they would have--their first words, their first steps, their first juicing, their first fuck, their first orgasm--it made her cunt wet just thinking about helping her daughters become the best cunts they can. She ground into the dildo in her cunt and came hard, soaking the seat beneath her with yet another juicy orgasm, a smile on her face and in her cunt.