You had to drop it didn't you?

What was it about it that scared you so much?

Was it it's life-like appearance that was repelling you away? Or was it it's connertations, that if you were to touch it, it would befoul you somehow?

These questions plagued your mind as your hunger won over your caution. With swift actions you man-handled the "milk carton". That's when you felt it's fleshy contours. You lost your grip.

*Splat!*

Frozen, you watched milk pour from it's veiny tip. Soon sex filled the air.

"I fucken knew it!"

Comparing the milk-cock, to your cock, you knew you had the eye for detail. But why did this thought come across as something so sinister?

*Glurgh~*

An attention seeking grumble reminded you that you needed to eat. Looks like it's dry cereal for you.

As you were eating you heard a gaggle of voices.