With a roar, the automated extraction device sprang to life the moment Keylas back touched the pillow. Wasting no time, it automatically aligned itself with her treasure box, then plunged its manipulator head deep into her, spreading her wide open. Now she was glad to have taken the mild anesthetic before, for it invaded her cervix with all the fury it could muster and was not too careful, when it extended a pair of manipulator arms towards her Fallopian tubes to pick them clean. Thanks to the anesthetic, all she felt was a tingle instead of excruciating pain as it worked on her. Heck, she even managed to hit a small climax when, its work done, it retreated from her again and, idly, as she reached for a towel, part of her wondered how much her egg cells would fetch on the black market? She was the CEO of Nakatomitech after all, so she was certain they must be of some worth, or?