What the BAAA!

Aubrey entered Mark’s room and didn’t immediately see him. Aubrey called out, “Mark, are you ba baaa?” Aubrey immediately frowned. Damnit! I just wanted to be able to talk to him normally.

“I’m down in the bath. Figured I could enjoy the hot spring to help relax.”

Aubrey made her way over to the stairs leading down towards the bath. She walked down the stairs to the edge of the pool, finding Mark relaxing in the water naked. She averted her gaze from Mark’s dick.

Mark asked, “What’s up, Aubrey?”

“Not much. I just baaaaa… wanted to spend some baaa— DAMNIT! Some time with you. Baa…” Aubrey balled her fists in frustration and closed her eyes. Aubrey could hear some splashing sounds as Mark waded over to her.

Mark took each of her balled fists into his hands and said, “I’d like that, and if you need me to, I can milk you so you can talk normally.”

“That’s not the issue,” Aubrey replied frustratingly. “It’s that Baaaa baaa…” Aubrey started speaking very deliberately and slowly, having found previously that the baas were less likely to happen if she did so. “Chloe… just… milked me. Like twenty minutes ago. That’s baa… why I’m annoyed.”

Mark got out of the water, grabbed a towel for his waist and another to dry off, then sat next to Aubrey. “Well, the candies from the gluttony dungeon should be out of your system soon.”

“They already are. Thank BAA.” Aubrey once again closed her eyes in frustration. “If they weren’t, Chloe couldn’t have milked me empty.”

Mark frowned, “Then why are you already baaing? You shouldn’t be baaing that quickly.”

Aubrey sighed, “It’s the curse from the greed dungeon. Merida started removing curses yesterday, baa didn’t baa around ba that one.”

“Oh. That’s annoying. I was sort of hoping that you’d be back to normal milk production before our date night.”

“Really, baa?”

Mark just gave Aubrey a skeptical glance, “Because I’d actually like to be able to talk with you, before… well, you know… before I take your virginity and likely knock you up at the same time.”

Aubrey let out a bleating laugh, “Ba ba ba ba ba ba. Mark, are you nervous?”

“Aren’t you?” Mark asked incredulously.

“Mayba a little. I’ve wanted baaa for a baaa time.” Aubrey leaned her head against Mark’s arm. “Besides, you’re baaaaaa going to ba a father.”

“Yeah, and thinking of that causes me to be a nervous wreck.” Aubrey looked away as her lips quirked up on one side for a moment. Mark didn’t miss the gesture and pressed, “What’s so amusing?” Aubrey continued to look away. “Aubrey, I’m not letting you off on this. What was that about just now?”

Aubrey bit her lips, but cracked under Mark’s gaze. “It’s just baaa… well, that from baaa Chloe baaa me… You likely knocked her up already. She baaa that you seemed baaa eager ba ba ba too.”

“I mean, it’s possible, I guess, but likely?”

Aubrey replied, “She was baaaaa happy this morning. Couldn’t shut ba baaaa it really. Between last baaaa and this baaaaaa, she said it was like a dozen times. Also, Baaa, what is up with you eagerly baaaaaa… teasing Chloe about it baa not me? Do you not like me?”

Mark stroked Aubrey’s hair. “Teasing you about it would just be mean. Unless I was going to follow through with doing it then and there.”

“Chloe baa baaaaa sure that you would have done it, if she had baaaaa that option.”

“Yeah, probably.”

“Baa not me?” Aubrey asked sullenly.

“Aubrey, I like you, and you’re going to make a great mother. What Chloe and I have is different than what we have currently. I’m kind of glad we’re both incapacitated today so we can spend time together. Though I will need to spend some time working on fixing the glitches today as well.” Mark stood and offered Aubrey a hand to do the same. She took it, but he didn’t let go after she stood and led her up the stairs to the bed.

Aubrey got a bit excited for a moment. “Mark, are you baaaaaaa to.”

“Not right now. I told you on your date night that I would if you wanted to. Right now, I figured I could help with your milk issue, and we could talk for a bit, maybe watch a movie.”

“Mark… I know I need to ba milked… baa it’s rather baaaaaaaaaaa… embarrassing.”

“I wasn’t going to be milking you,” Mark replied as he gently pushed her onto the bed while unzipping the back of her dress.

“Oh! In that case. Ba right baaaa.” Aubrey said, eagerly, as she really wanted someone sucking on her nipples practically constantly since the greed dungeon curse took hold. Mark lowered her dress, gently bit down on her nipple, and began suckling from her teat.

Mark pulled away after a few mouthfuls and said, “Chocolate milk? I thought you produced strawberry?”

Aubrey rolled her eyes. “I did, and baaaa do. Apparently, I make baaa now.” Aubrey cupped both her breasts and lifted each slightly as she said, “This one is chocolate strawberry, and this one is pure strawberry milk. It’s because of the black sheep transformation.”

Mark couldn’t help but sate his curiosity and went for her other nipple, causing her to bleat out delightful moans. Mark took several mouthfuls and then said, “I think the pure strawberry seems sweeter.”

“Baa,” Aubrey replied, in a tone indicating that it obviously would. “The strawberry milk is pink, so of course it tastes better.”

“Well, I didn’t say better; I said sweeter. Now shush, I want to savour you.” Mark was about to go back to suckling her when there was a knock at the door.

Kitty stepped out of Hilde’s storage space, finding herself in the new orc encampment. As she looked around, she found many of them to be injured in some way. Kitty raised an eyebrow at one of the orcs, who was very vocal in her complaints that she could still fight despite being in a full-body cast. Kitty leaned over and whispered to Hilde, “Think this is mostly set dressing? Also, I didn’t think it would get this bad.”

Hilde considered the question, “Kitty, everything is set dressing. In this case, though, I think part of it is how people were defeated. Take Slevia in the full-body cast.”

“That’s Slevia? I couldn’t tell because of the cast.”

Hilde nodded, “Most definitely. She mentioned something about falling a few hundred feet. I’m guessing that they met the other team in aerial combat, and their flight spell ran out of duration because of a time bubble. Considering that there’s only one like that, I’m guessing Talia experimented with stripping their buffs and didn’t do it again because of the results.”

“Hmm, okay.” Kitty and Hilde started to make their way to the command tent. “But why is it this bad? I know the other team is better in a straight-up fight than we are, but if they pressed the orcs right now, they might totally wipe them out.”

Kitty had just finished speaking when they entered the tent. Chief Slevia spoke, “No might about it. If we have a repeat of yesterday, they’ll wipe us out.”

Kitty frowned, “You can’t even challenge them?”

Slevia let out a snort of disapproval. “I can. Only reason we haven’t been wiped out. Every time I showed up. They retreated. Cowards. Problem is, I don’t have a way to pin them down. Based on reports, if the Goddess Laura joined them, I don’t think even I could win.”

Hilde said, “Well, we took out one of the dragons and created a major problem in the north for the other team. So you should have some time to recover.”

Slevia shook her head, “I don’t think so.” Kitty and Hilde gave curious and worried looks to Slevia. Slevia explained, “The outbreaks to the north are growing, but not fast enough. The Goddess will purify them today. She’ll only need a little help. If others come, we’ll be finished. We need the Warchief’s help.”

Kitty replied, “That’s why we’re here. Aubrey is incapacitated from fighting one of the dragons. What can we do to help?”

Slevia frowned as she looked down on the much shorter women, “Just the two of you? Such little help.” Hilde's right eye started to twitch. “We need time. Time to recover and regroup. Get us this time.”

Hilde grinned, “Oh, I have an idea for that. Mind if we take a few of your people for the plan?”

Slevia replied, “We need everyone. Can’t spare any able-bodied person.”

Hilde grinned wickedly, “That’s fine. I don’t need the able-bodied ones.”

Slevia frowned, “We don’t make a habit of simply sacrificing our weak as meat shields.”

“Don’t worry, my plan will have them back in fighting shape before they engage the enemy,” Hilde replied.

Slevia narrowed her eyes at Hilde, then, as if hearing something unspoken, said, “Fine, you may take those who are willing.”

Hilde beamed at Slevia and strode out of the tent. Kitty followed and asked, “So what is the plan, and why didn’t you run it past me?”

“Not here,” Hilde whispered. “Help me get as many of the injured who are willing to help as possible. Even better if they are copies of Slevia.”

“Fine.”

Kitty and Hilde spent the next half an hour getting a large number of the injured orcs together, including a dozen Slevias who were all in various states of being crippled. After carefully getting them all into Hilde’s storage and being well outside of the orc encampment, Kitty finally demanded an explanation. “Okay, so spill what’s the plan here?”

Hilde made sure that they weren’t being overheard. “So… we throw a couple of infected into my storage, let them infect everyone in there, and then start dumping them places all over. Maybe even just drop them in the capital itself. Make so many outbreaks that they can’t deal with us.”

“Will that even work? They can just cure the infected if they don’t have the newest plague.”

Hilde nodded, “Sure, but we can just go get that one.”

Kitty shook her head and sighed, “Fine, I guess we are the evil villains in this story. Bio-terrorism isn’t unexpected. We’ll have to travel back to base, and it would be rather cramped for me in your storage at the moment.”

“True…” Hilde started getting shifty-eyed. “Kitty… are you still thinking the two of us will do the next dungeon today?”

“Yeah, we should be fine doing that.”

Hilde frowned, “And if I told you I wasn’t comfortable trying that?”

Kitty frowned, “Hilde, deal with it. I’m the team leader, and that’s my call to make. Also, you seemed fine with it this morning.”

Hilde sighed, “If you’re sure. Let’s head back to base since we’ll need Merida’s help for the first part of this plan.”

Kitty started walking in the direction of the lair. So she didn’t see the attack coming when Hilde rushed her from behind, knocking her to the ground and swiping the bow off her back. Hilde didn’t let up her **** on Kitty, whirling back around, throwing punch after punch.

Kitty immediately activated her stealth boon and was thankful that she was able to recover fast enough, thanks to copying Brooke’s boon. Kitty was surprised, though, when Hilde clearly knew exactly where she was. Kitty shouted, “WHAT THE FUCK, HILDE!”

Hilde's stare went ice cold. “Sorry, Kitty, but it’s time for a change in leadership.”

Kitty growled in frustration as she blocked Hilde’s punches with her claws as best she could, but already realized that this was a losing proposition. “SO YOU’RE GOING TO FUCK OVER OUR WHOLE TEAM BY INCAPACITATING ME? THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING!”

Hilde stared through the space where Kitty was standing and stopped attacking for a moment. “Kitty, I have thought about it, and that’s the problem. You’re a liability as a leader and an opponent. An opponent far ahead of me in the rankings.”

Kitty growled, “You think Merida will forgive you for this?”

Hilde looked a little sad. “I hope so. Or have you forgotten the new rule? I have to do my best to win. I gave you a chance to reconsider doing something idiotic, but it’s past that point now.”

“Stop this, Hilde. We can talk about it. I’ll give up the leadership role if all of you feel this strongly. Chloe and Aubrey both think I shouldn’t have it. I don’t know where Ellen stands, but I’m pretty sure Merida is only supporting me because she’s my girlfriend. Just stop for a moment and talk to me. How does incapacitating me help the team?”

“Who said anything about the team?” Hilde replied. “I’m helping myself.”

Kitty could see that Hilde was just about done talking and ready to attack again. “Hilde, stop this, or I’m contacting Merida via the sending ring right now. She won’t help you with the rest of your plan.”

Hilde let out a slight laugh and held something up between her fingers. “You mean this ring? You didn’t even notice when I swiped it off you in this fight.”

Kitty’s eyes went wide. She checked her hand, and sure enough, the ring was gone. Kitty shook her head. “Doesn’t matter, even if you incapacitate me, I’ll just tell them what you’ve done when I regain consciousness.”

Hilde laughed again, “You don’t get it, do you? I intend to use you like the orcs in my storage. You won’t be talking to the others at all. Master was right; we aren’t winning the team objective. Master isn’t going to outdo Mistress in terms of points either. So all that’s left is individual point totals.” Hilde was about to attack again until Kitty did something that confused her.

Kitty deactivated her boon and sat on the ground.

Hilde narrowed her eyes. “How are you doing that? Shouldn’t giving up break the rules?”

“I don’t care if it does; I’m not going to continue to fight you. I don’t think it will count as breaking the rules, though.” Kitty just pulled her knees against her chest and closed her eyes, waiting for Hilde to do something. After several seconds of nothing happening, Kitty said, “Hilde, give me my items back, and we can go back to the base. I’ll give up leadership to whoever is willing to take it. I won’t mention what you pulled here to anyone.”

“Why should I?”

“Because Mark is wrong. We can still pull off the team objective. More importantly, because it would make Merida upset to see us go at each other like this.”

Hilde considered it for a moment. “Get in my storage, then. You’ll fit if you curl up like you are now. I’ll consider it as I run back.”

“And if I refuse?”

“You’ll be ****. Your call.”

Kitty nodded her agreement while looking defeated. Hilde opened her storage next to Kitty, who scooted in without getting up. Hilde closed the storage as she ran back to base.

Back at the lair, Merida, Mira, Merigold, and Chloe had begun to work on various base upgrades in the workshop. The most recent successful idol activation had expanded the number of rooms before the ritual chamber and the pre-existing options for filling each room.

The four were working on several anti-flight enchantment zones so that the other team couldn’t trivialize certain obstacles. Things were progressing smoothly until Chloe screamed in terror as a pair of ghostly specters came up through the floor and started pulling at her legs, trying to drag her out of the room.

Mira jumped into action and started to launch firebolts at the ghosts. They weren’t difficult to defeat, and they quickly turned into piles of sticky ectoplasm coating Chloe’s legs in the goo.

Chloe screamed, “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!”

Mira replied, “Looked like fucking ghosts.” Mira offered Chloe a hand up. “They sort of looked like Brooke’s statue, but with bigger tits. Even if they don’t have the slut’s face.”

Merida and Merigold both held their staff at the ready. Merida asked, “But hoo are they here?”

Which was when another four ghosts came through the walls, floating towards them. They were once again dispatched without issue. Chloe frowned, “We need to figure this out now. If the other team is here, we’re so fucked.”

Everyone agreed and hurried out of the workshop, carefully checking around corners as they went through their base. When they came across Petra and a pair of orc warriors, dispatching a pair of ghosts, Chloe asked, “Petra, what is going on?”

“Ghosts, obviously.” Petra retorted tersely.

Chloe scowled, “Yes, we can see that! How about an actually useful report?”

“How should I know why your lair is haunted?” Petra replied. “The ghosts seem to be endless, and all look identical. I’ve sent some of my women to see if they can determine the cause. The ghosts don’t seem particularly dangerous, more a nuisance.”

Merida said, “We’re worried that they look like ane o' Cassandra’s Heroes. That it micht be an ability o' hers.”

“Hmm… we have had no reports of them coming close. No alarms have been tripped or traps activated either. The ghosts—” Petra lunged towards Merida, thrusting her rapier just to the left of Merida’s head. Petra skewered a ghost on her rapier, and it turned into more goo, covering Merida’s right side in the gunk. Merida winced in discomfort and began to clean the goo off her body. “Seems they are primarily coming from further in the base. We assumed that one of you had done something and screwed up.”

Chloe said, “Mira, could you go to Mark and check something for me. Since you aren’t bound by the rulebook?”

Mira asked, “What the fuck do you want?”

“Check with Mark about Brooke’s transformations. He should have access to them. We need to know the cause of this, and a transformation makes the most sense.”

Mira nodded, “Fine bitch, I’ll fucking do it. I’ll be back in a bit. Wait… Damnit, if these are coming from further in the base, we need to make fucking sure they don’t get out of the base. Or we might as well broadcast our god damn location.”

Chloe agreed, “We’ll take care of that. Petra, can you and your troops help with that while we figure out the source?”

“Of course.” The two orcs and Petra immediately went to get the rest of the orcs and set up a perimeter to hopefully contain the ghosts.

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Mira knocked on the open doorframe as she stepped into Mark’s room and found Mark’s lips mere inches from Aubrey’s exposed nipples. Mira turned around and said, “FOR FUCKS SAKE, CLOSE THE GOD DAMN DOOR BEFORE DOING THIS CRAP!”

Mark pulled away from Aubrey, who quickly pulled up her dress. Mark said, “Sorry, Mira. Also, haven’t you seen stuff like this from your season?”

Mira kept her back turned, “Plenty of it, and it was damn uncomfortable then too.”

Aubrey replied, “I’m dressed, if you want to turn around.”

Mira turned, saying, “Fucking thanks.” Mira literally bit down on her tongue to stop herself from continuing that sentence.

Mark and Aubrey both noticed the wince of pain. Aubrey asked, “Mira, what’s wrong?”

“Bit my fucking tongue. About the only damn way to stop from saying something insulting once I get going.”

“Oh.” Aubrey was surprised and a bit touched. “So you hurt yourself to refrain from hurting my feelings?”

“Pretty fucking much.”

Aubrey got up, swiftly crossed the room, and wrapped Mira in a soft hug, using her hair as an extra pair of arms for the hug. Mark watched as Mira’s eyes started to moisten at the tender gesture. Then Mira shoved Aubrey away, “Damnit! Stop that.” Mira turned away and blinked her eyes a few times before looking back at the two of them. “Mark, keep your mouth fucking closed. We can deal with that shit in a bit. We have a god damn problem. We have ghosts in the base. They sort of look like that drunken slut, Brooke, but with bigger tits. Chloe thinks it is a transformation. Mind telling us if it is?”

Mark nodded, “Sure, give me a minute.” Mark pulled out his phone and looked over Brooke’s transformations. “Doesn’t look like she has anything like that.”

Aubrey asked, “What about Sam? She has one ghost transformation already.”

Mark gave her a nod and checked. “Oh, yeah, it’s definitely Sam. Though technically it could be Brooke as well.” Mark suddenly got a chunk of memories explaining exactly how Brooke had been added. “Oh, I’m a moron.”

Mira snorted, “Duh, but care to explain exactly why you’re a fucking idiot?”

Aubrey frowned at Mira insulting Mark, but didn’t say anything.

“Brooke got added because I gave Sam a copy of one of my TFs using Grudge Match. Specifically, my Princely Staff. It got modified somewhat. In any case, Brooke and Sam are both able to command a set of spectral servants. It doesn’t say how many. They shouldn’t be able to harm you, though.”

Mira replied, “Tell that to Chloe; they started to drag her away by her legs.”

Aubrey got really concerned, but Mark spoke before she did. “But did they actually hurt her? Or just do something annoying?”

Mira considered that, “Hmm, I guess, the busty bunny was fucking terrified but not actually harmed. They also seemed damn easy to get rid of. That still doesn’t explain why they are popping up in the base.”

Mark said, “Oh, that’s easy, and completely the fault of all of you.”

Mira glared at Mark. “What’s that supposed to fucking mean?”

“It means if you had just locked Sam up as I had suggested, it wouldn’t be happening. Right now, Sam isn’t incapacitated because of the plagues. She isn’t technically imprisoned either, even if she is contained. Which is why Merida, Kitty, Chloe, and Hilde didn’t get 1 CP for her being captured, like what happened with Sadie. Ellen, despite being infected, was able to use her transformations. No reason Sam shouldn’t be able to as well. Her mental faculties might not be there, but I’m willing to bet that if given enough time, those ghosts would have dragged Chloe to Sam, so Sam could infect her too.”

“SHIT!” Mira said, “So the only way to stop the ghosts would be to get rid of Sam or incapacitate her and throw her in the cells.”

Mark shook his head. “Probably has to be the first one. I’m not sure if putting her in the cells would prevent the issue. Ethel was able to try to attack me while in the cells. Rules for NPCs and us seem to be a bit different in some places. Sam is in a weird state right now and is likely considered an NPC. Actually, she has to be. If she isn’t, then Sam would be incapacitated as she didn’t rest at her base. Sam might even technically be incapacitated, but the infections aren’t. So we’ll have to get rid of her somehow.”

Mira said, “Thanks for the info dick. I’ll go let the others know the fucking problem.” Mira turned and started to leave.

Mark said, “Mira, I’m sorry, but when you’re all finished handling this crisis, I’d like to talk to you a bit.”

Mira didn’t turn back. “Well, too fucking bad.” Mira pressed the button to close the stone slab behind her as she left.

Aubrey pursed her lips while glaring at the stone slab acting as a door. Mark asked her, “You have a problem with Mira?”

“She confuses me,” Aubrey replied. “She literally bit her own tongue not to insult me, but has no problem disrespecting you, or really, most anyone.”

Mark gave Aubrey a small smile. “It isn’t that she doesn’t care or wouldn’t call you something disrespectful. I think she bit her tongue because she would have said something that would actually be upsetting to you.”

“Like what?”

Mark said, “For example, calling you a cow.”

Aubrey’s face immediately contorted in anger. “I. Am. Not. A. COW!”

“Aubrey, calm down. I wasn’t calling you one. But considering what we were doing when Mira walked in, I could see her thinking something along those lines, and then her transformation pushed that term, and so she bit her tongue to stop herself. As for what she calls me. I don’t care if she uses expletives towards or about me. Especially when it is simply her transformation causing it.”

Aubrey looked slightly embarrassed. “Sorry for yelling at you. It’s just I’m not a cow, and these aren’t udders to be milked.”

“Aubrey… you do know that regardless of what you call them, they will need to be milked regularly. Unless you’re constantly acting as a wet nurse. Which I am telling you right now isn’t going to happen.”

“Why not?” Aubrey said, a little annoyed.

“Because I’m not knocking you up once a year every year, and the others aren’t going to be okay with you nursing their kids. Chloe might be the exception, but that’s still going to require you to get milked, as getting pregnant doesn’t stop your breasts from filling up.”

Aubrey grumbled, “FINE! I’ll get milked! Just don’t use the machine again. Please.”

“Did you really not enjoy the machine? It seemed like you did.”

“It’s so dehumanizing. Even if it was extremely enjoyable, I don’t want that again.”

Mark nodded, “Okay, but if your milk production gets that high again, we might not have a choice.”

“Don’t worry, it won’t. I’m not increasing my milk production like that again.”

“Mmmhmmm…” Mark replied doubtfully. “You’ve only voluntarily increased your lactation rate- what, at least once every round so far?”

“I have not!” Aubrey protested.

Mark started to tick off on his fingers. “Round one, the milked dumbs. Round two, the milked dumbs again. Round three, the Milky Days. Three times is a pattern; some might even think that you enjoy having your breasts full of milk.” Mark held up a hand to stop Aubrey from interrupting. “I would also suggest you not start protesting for your own sake, unless you want another TF like that to come up.”

Aubrey reluctantly kept her mouth shut.

Mark said, “You know, you haven’t been baaing. I’ve also only had a few mouthfuls from each breast.”

“That’s… odd. I wonder why?”

Mark just shook his head, “Probably another instance of me being the one to grant you relief being more effective. Sadie is the same way with her lust. Simply masturbating wasn’t as helpful at relieving those feelings as when she did something with me. Chloe has something similar, with her sucker transformation.”

“What do you mean by that?” Aubrey asked quite curiously.

“Well… so Chloe has sucked on a few things of mine. My breasts while Mary, my fingers, and my dick. She said that my penis was the most satisfying way to relieve her craving. I’m willing to bet that there is what technically works and what is intended. Using the latter works better.”

“So like for Sam. She could splash water on your dick, and that would work, but she’d have to do that a lot more often than if she sucked it or had sex with you?”

“Essentially yes.”

Aubrey pouted as she flopped down on the edge of the bed. Mark grabbed her legs and pulled them up onto the bed and over his lap. “Now what else were you thinking of doing while you were here?”

“Sex is off the table?” Aubrey asked, annoyed.

“Vaginal sex, yes. You’ll get that tomorrow and not before then.”

Aubrey gave half a shrug, “Then I didn’t have anything specific in mind. I just wanted to spend some time with you. Ellen even said that I didn’t have to worry about her interrupting it.”

Mark raised an eyebrow, “Really?”

“Yeah. She’s in her library. Said I could enjoy the day with you.”

“Well, in that case, I have a few ideas,” Mark replied. “We could watch some movies. You could model some clothes for me. Depending on how frisky you want to be, we could also get up to some physical fun. Talking works too, but I feel like just talking could result in running out of conversation rather quickly. I really prefer to have something to do while talking.”

“Let’s start with movies and cuddles. Rock, paper, scissors for first pick?”

Mark shook his head, “Nah, you can have first pick with the understanding that we are alternating after that.”

“Works for me.”

Mark got up and handed Aubrey the tablet so she could select a movie. While Aubrey was selecting a movie, Mark went to the kitchenette and grabbed two bed trays and loaded them up with snacks. He came back and offered one to Aubrey and then lay down next to her with his own tray. Aubrey asked, “Why do you have an empty glass on your tray?”

Mark turned to her with a smirk as he pulled on her dress and exposed one of her breasts. “Because I want some milk with my cookies.” He replied while squeezing her breast until his glass was full. Aubrey couldn’t help but let out several moans of pleasure as the movie started to play.