"Tee-hee", the strawberry milker giggled. "Where else would you be?"
Oh, yes. There had been a new brand of flavoured-milk, 'Maid's Milk', marketed as a health food - all natural, low fat, lactose free and no artificial colours or flavours. It had been advertised using a cartoon character mascot - the Milk Shiek - who was often shown surrounded by a harem of multi-coloured busty milk-maids. But that was just a marketing gimick, wasn't it? There was no actual 'Milk Sheik', was there?
Perhaps there was. Sharon looked at the chocolate milk flowing out of her breasts. She had been transformed into a real chocolate-milk-maid after all. Had the other girls also been kidnapped and transformed as part of a fiendish plot to - do what? Surely there was more to this than selling a dairy product.
What about the rumours that had been spread about its effect as an aphrodisiac? Supposedly 'Maid's Milk' increased the libido and even cured impotence and frigidity. Nobody really believed that, but given the magical way she'd been transformed, Sharon could now credit it. But was that all?
And what could Sharon do about it anyway? She had no idea where she was and, while she wore the collar and boots, she doubted that she could escape. Of course, if she could, at least she could make people listen to her wild story. Her chocolate producing H-cup breasts were impossible to ignore.
"Come on silly", Ms. Strawberry announced as she unhooked her pump. "It's time..."
Fri Oct 29 23:49:04 1999