The demoness walks up to you seductively, with a tube in her hand, ready to start filling you with a special milk she made. You shiver, and shake as she comes closer, her high heels, clicking againist the red tile of the place called Hell. She drags the tube across the ground, with it slitering like a snake, across that damned tile. You're scared for yourself as reaches you, in your strapped chair. She smiles and says..."I put something in this milk, that will make certainly happy." Her sarcastic smile decimates the small amount of you have left. She puts the tube in your mouth, and then the liquid starts to flow through the tube, closer and closer reaching your mouth. Your struggles are restricted by the straps, and the tube covers up all your screams. The milk starts to flow into your body, cold, and crisp to the touch of your lips. To stay alive, you're forced to drink. You soon see the milk start to come slower and slower as you finish your milk crazed drinking frenzy. The demoness arrives, and sees that you're finished. "Well,well, seems like my little piggy drank her fill of milk, huh?" She pats your now huge belly, and walks off to get more milk. You notice how big you are, and you must've gained at least...
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