Take a drink from the well

The constant conversation has taken its toll, and your throat is noticeably parched. Ever inviting, the well sits in the center of the room, and you move over and draw up a single bucket of the clear liquid. Without pretense, you take the bucket in both hands and drink deeply, several drops escaping to trickle down the front of your naked body, glinting in contrast with your red skin.

It tastes almost exactly like water, clear and pure, but the consistency simply isn't quite right, slightly too thick to just be water. Sloshing it around in your mouth for a few seconds, you swallow regardless, thirsty enough to drink whatever is available. Within a few moments, you feel not only relieved, but almost a strange sense of fullness, and you unconsciously puff out your crimson chest slightly. It's almost as if the liquid rushed straight to your breasts, and a few moments later you can feel them growing even heavier and strangely tight.

You're quick to realize that it's not quite tightness, and more of a fullness, as you feel a few more drops of liquid running down your skin. Confused, as you've stopped drinking, you look down, only to realize that your breasts have swelled slightly and are starting to leak a very light red liquid. It stands in a significant contrast with the dark red of your protruding nipples, and rapidly falls to the ground in what quickly becomes a steady stream. You tentatively squeeze your left breast, and can't hold back a deep moan of ecstasy as the liquid squirts out, splattering across the side of the well, some even falling inside. Your cock instantly jumps to full mast from the pleasurable sensation, and you sit back down on one of the benches to better address the situation.

You don't even need to touch your extended erection, as both of your hands encircle your filled breasts and squeeze, one after another, showering the ground in front of you in the light red liquid. Its smell fills the room, and it's a pleasurable scent of lavender, which only adds to your enjoyment of the situation. By the time you've squeezed both breasts around four times, you're teetering on the verge of orgasm, and you use both hands to push inwards at the same time, squeezing both breasts simultaneously and instantly triggering an intense orgasm. Your cock twitches up and fires ropes of bright white semen into the air, splattering across both the ground in front of you and much of your lower body, with some of the drops even landing on top of your breasts, mixing with the pinkish liquid.

You can't help but taste a bit of your milk, and it has a sweet taste, much sweeter than normal milk, but not cloyingly so. The wave of your orgasm slowly passes over you, and you sit up on the bench, looking down at the lower half of your body, which is completely drenched in milk and semen. Your breasts haven't stopped, either- each nipple still leaks a steady stream of the bright liquid.

"Great," you say to no one in particular. "First a cock, then demonic possession, and now I'm lactating syrup. What's next for this mess of an adventure?"