Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20180101014511/@comment-34078162-20180925014027

Me: wh-who are you!? What do you want?

Holstaur: nothing much. I noticed how much you liked my milk, so I'm letting you drink straight from the tap from now on.

I try to resist, but she manages to get one breast in my mouth, and squeeze out her milk. The milk instantly puts me in a trance because of it's sweetness, and freshness. The holstaur pats my head, calling me a "good boy." Her motherly gestures start to confuse me.

Me: M-- mmn

Holstaur: what was that, baby?

Me: M-a... Mama

Holstaur: Oh, are you calling me mama? Am I "Mama?"

Me: mama, mama...

Holstaur: It's okay dear, mama is here for you. Mama will spoil you and give you lots of love, and milk from now on