Upon reaching the table Matthew pulled out her chair for her and pushed it in for her. It all felt like her own perfect fairytale. As soon as they were face to face on either side of the table the lovers gave a toast to their love and drank. But as soon as the metal on metal clank reverberated Rebecca’s became not glass at all but rather plastic instead. And when she raised it to her lips rather than the delicious overpriced wine splashing across her pallet she felt a rubber nipple slide between her lips. Her body responded to the stimulus as if it were fresh in her sensory memory. Her lips sealed and her tongue and jaw worked in random to milk Dionysus' red masterpiece through the teat as her free hand rose up to join its twin in holding up the newly formed baby bottle. Becca stopped immediately as something felt wrong. A sliver of ruby red drool escaped the corner of her lips and took in her surroundings as she noticed (blank) was off too
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