Darla thought she'd had enough. Her throat kept bulging and gurgling loudly as she choked down one gulp after another. Ready to remove the hose from her lips, Darla found the heavy hose to be squriming in the air like a snake with a life of its own. She kept the hose in her mouth until she was sure she could balance it. While her bare feet stumbled int he dirty ground trying to keep balance, the giganitc milk truck contniued its outpour of milk into little Darla.

Darla's eyes widened when she felt her squirming stomach walls creak. The sound was abrupt and felt strange. Her throat was sore from gulping so much fluid at once and she noticed the stady stream coming from the hose was beginning to get slightly bigger. Steadying her legs under her, Darla wrenched both hands around the hose and tried to pull it from her mouth--

It wouldn't budge.

GLUGG....GLUGG...GLUGG....GLUGG...

Darla was perplexed and pulled and pulled. Her lips stuck to the hose and stung when she tried to peel them off. "It's the syrup!" Darla thought as her throat let out a gurlged cough. But as she pulled harder she realized something was wrong. There were remnants fo yellow glue around the rim of the hose, probably for hooking up to the milk tank out back. She could feel a slight fizing around her lips and knew somehow the maple syrup was fusing with the glue. The pump on the rear of the milk truck suddenly roared into action as its engine started to whir. A startled Darla backed away at the sound and tried futiley to pull the hose out, squirming from the painful stretching of her belly from all the milk. Her body wriggled in midair and she continued to gulp loudly. Her feet were making deep trails in thedirt as they slid frantically trying to get a foothold.

By now she had ingested so much milk her eyes were watering. Darla felt her belly tightening under her coveralls and darted her eyes around for a way to stop the pump--