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 "It's always too easy," you heard a voice say, it had a distantly feminine tone but was muffled which was definitely related to the cramped environment you found yourself in. All around you was darkness and your body felt uncontrollable as your commands to move it was met by silence. The pressure in your prison started to build rapidly, not giving you any time to brace before you were forcefully ejected through a tight tunnel. As you arced through the air, you saw the world around you except it was massive, as if you were a doll. You followed your flight path back to its source and your imaginary breath hitched when you saw where you had come from, her breasts.

 How could this be? The thought was foremost on your mind before you suddenly splattered across a surface and began to run down it. You tried to move, tried to communicate, tried to... anything! But you couldn't. You watched in horror as the surface you hit turned out to be a man's bare chest amidst intercourse with the woman you originated from. He had her bent over a chair backward so she was facing him as he fucked her. His impressive member ravaged his body as she screamed in pleasure, letting him tweak her nipples. More milk leaked from her teats, thankfully your mind was not attached to the warm liquid as it did so. You watched as the man started to climax, grunting with pleasure before he went entirely stiff.

 Now on the floor, you had the displeasure of a full view of the act as the man began to melt. His skin turned white as a sheet as his body lost its sharp edges. His eyes darted around, terrified until they were smoothed over. You watched this man with intensity, knowing that this was exactly what had happened to you and that this evil cycle would continue. The man, now just a simulacrum of a person made entirely of swirling milk shot to the woman's tits. She welcomed him in, her nipples slurping hungrily at the man as her chest swelled more and more. She moaned as the last drop of her latest victim disappeared into her mammaries, the smallest drop trickling down the side.

 This crazy bitch had turned you and another man to milk! Fucking milk! Had someone told you this was possible, you would've laughed at them the entire way to the psych ward but your situation had changed. You had fully lost your autonomy, nothing but an instrument to this girl, something to arouse a lover or feed a baby. There had to be a way out of this, right? Or at the very least an explanation as to why this woman had taken two lives and very possibly more. She glanced down to the puddle you sat in and winked, snapping her fingers as she did so. You felt yourself pulled towards her, joining the other man inside her where you would be locked away until the next unfortunate soul laid with her.