Talk:March Hare/@comment-24026095-20170419221502

You go to your neighbour's house to borrow a cup of sugar, since you've run out. You always forgot to go to the damn supermarket. It was so annoying.

You knock on the door. &lsquo;Could I have some –&rsquo;

The door flies open, and there's your march hare neighbour standing there naked.

&lsquo;That's the seventh time this week you've come for sugar, dearie!&rsquo; she says, cupping her H-cups. &lsquo;Of course you can have some, like you said at the door, you can have my sugar (she strokes her snatch), and you can drink all the milk you want! (she runs her hands over her swollen breasts, droplets of milk flowing out of them) Aren't I nice, offering you milk with some sweet, sweet sugar? Now get over her and start lapping away, little one!&rsquo;

She walks towards you, her hands rubbing and stroking her bulging boobies. She'd probably used a lactation spell or potion to make them so large and milky, though they were usually milky white anyway.

What would you do?