Darla glanced at the red valve handle she turned earlier, the one that dripped sweet milk before. Now it was trickling down the handle in a steady stream, as if the pressure was building. Darla body trembled violently as she struggled to reach around the giant hose crammed in her mouth to reach the handle. Shegrasping fingers grazed the edge of the handle but couldn't get a grip.

GLUP....GLUGG....GLUGG...GLUP....

Darla's shirt winced loudly as it started to stretch around her waist. Her belly was getting bloated and oozing out through her coveralls on all sides, swelling out and tender to the touch. Darla croaked and reeled from the pain as she lurched over one more time to get the handle and pressed down hard on her overflowing stomach. The final thurst shoved the hose even deeper in her mouth and plastered her strethed lips all around it. Darla almost screamed, but it merely came out as a gargled choke.

The whimpering Darla tried to grasp the handle but her fingertip slid harmlessly off the edge. She was now really panicked. Her body felt like a water balloon and her cheeks were stretched wider than they'd ever been. Darla struggled through the knife-like pain of bending over her big, bloated stomach and just barely clenthed the valve handle with her fingertips--

GLUGGG.....GLUPPG....GLUGGP....GLUGG....

Her jaw was heavy from being pushed down by the onslaught of milk. Darla tightly shut her eyes and prayed as she tried to turn the valve with her strained fingers--