You make your choice, and place your feet into the machine once you've been untied.

The machine starts whirring, and you feel the beaters start to mix you into the machine. As Marilyn said, the feeling is not unpleasant; in fact, it feels just like being eaten; the warm feeling moving up your body as you sink lower into the machine. As your nether regions near the mixer, you feel a climax building - whether it's anticipation, or something to do with the feeling you're not sure: All you know is it feels good!

"Ah, I'm glad you chose that..." Marilyn says, suddenly a little embarrassed, "Because for some reason dairy-products react strangely with my potion. I've tried to fix it, but it always just..." She didn't trail off; you just can't concentrate on her voice anymore.

The beaters touch your already dripping mound, and you scream in ecstacy. Marilyn looks shocked for a moment, but she quickly realises what's just happened.

You sink lower, feeling another climax building as the beaters reach your breasts. This time the climax is an entirely mental one (as you have no body left to climax with) and you black out.

You come to a moment later and feel very strange. You can't see anything, but you can hear and feel enerything around you. You guess you've been completely mixed, and from the way you slosh around you suppose you're being wheeled to the faculty office.

Now you get to find out what it's like to *really* be drunk...