It's probably just milk; besides, you don't want Andrew mad

You put the nipple-like bottle to your lips and suck. You almost instantaneously gag at the horrible, salty taste. What the fuck _is _this stuff?

"Finish it, diaper baby." Andrew says, opening the door to your room.

"What is this stuff, Andrew?"

"Finish it and I'll tell you. And I won't send that picture from the office to he cheerleaders, too."