Marilyn's back and once again she's pushing a cart. This time it's a two deck deal, with a couple dozen bottles on each level. She pushes it into the middle of the room and calls everybody in.

"Okay, okay, six, eight, ten...we're missing two. Where are 54870 and 54867?" Barbara gets Claudia and Erin out of the shower and then Marilyn begins.

"Alright ladies. We have a yield of between nine and ten gallons per subject or about 35 liters each. So far, the two haven't reformed, but we've separated the milk into individual liters, but we've kept them separate. Later we're going to mix two samples together and see how they reform, but for now we need to figure out how exactly it is they reform."

Marilyn picks up one of the liter bottles and holds it to her face like a spokeswoman.

"And that's why you ladies are going to drink all seventy liters here," she says with a grin, then replaces the bottle.

As you're doing the math--everybody's going to have to drink five or six liters--Michelle speaks up. "Is the milk safe?" she asks.

"We already ran tests and determined that the risk of bacterial infection is nil, so the milk doesn't need to be pasteurized. My lab assistants suggested that I chill the milk to make it easier for you to drink and I gave in. Now, are any of you lactose intolerant?"

Kara and Sally raise their hands.

"I suppose I shouldn't make you drink 54858 and 54869." Now you're up to seven liters each.

"Okay ladies, daylight's burning, start drinking!" The former Vore High students don't take much time grabbing bottles and drinking. Even you don't hesitate. The girls from the other school are another matter, however. Only Michelle takes a bottle as eagerly as your constituents.

But you don't really pay attention to that. As soon as the Lili-milk hits your lips, you are transfixed. It's light and sweet, creamy yet not too thick. Chilled, it's amazing. You shotgun the next three liters and aren't slowing down. Michelle's stuck halfway at her second bottle.

"Ladies, if you don't help out my more eager members, I'll make sure to use you in some of my experiments with less...encouraging survival rates," Marilyn sternly says while loudly tapping her foot. The other girls start taking bottles and drinking the contents. After your fourth bottle, you consciously take a bottle from the next level (Lili, being the top level, is practically gone). The Gia-milk tastes exquisite as well, but she has a slightly more fruity flavor. Interesting. You wonder if all women have individual tastes or it there are categories and each woman's flavor fit one of those.

Even half-heartedly, the other girls each drink at least a liter. Since they have no vore training, their capacity is normal for a human and so one liter is difficult. The girls with vore training are picking up the slack and ten minutes after Marilyn enters, all seventy bottles have been emptied. You've had twelve, but Demi (who's more advanced than you) drank a full twenty, which only gave her a slight bit of pudge.

The bathroom facility proves to be inadequate about five minutes further. Lili and Gia as liquids pass even quicker than as solids. Finally, everyone is satisfied and Marilyn has left to see if the girls have reformed.

Most of the girls have split up in groups of two or three, cuddling together on the beds. You realize that you're alone. You sigh and roll over to try to get some shut eye. You can't turn all the way around, as your breasts are too ponderous to comfortably sit beneath you. Producing all that milk was heard on you and you're already ready to sleep again.

You're in that horrible place between sleep and the world of the awake that you're never quite aware of unless you're woken up in that state when you feel somebody lie on the cot next to you.

"Hey Anna, are you awake?" It's Lili.

"Now I am," you say, wiping the sleep out of your eyes. Pause. "Hey, you reformed!"

"Yep. Gia and I just got back," Lili says as she cuddles up next to you. "You looked pretty lonely, so I figured you could use some company."

"What was it like? I mean, being in my boob and everything?"

"It was nice. I didn't get to experience it for very long, since my head went in first, but it was like my foot was asleep all over my head, but in a good way," Lili says. "I was talking with Gia on the way back and she said it felt the same way."

"Huh" is about all you can say.

"Marilyn wasn't very helpful in filling us in, so how long were we gone?"

"About four hours," you say. "Marilyn milked me pretty soon after you went all the way in and about an hour ago she came back with the milk and we all drank it. Now you're back."

"How were we?"

"Huh?"

Lili looks you straight in the eye with a sense of inquisitiveness.

"How did we taste?" she repeats.

"Oh. Uh, really, really good. You were each different--Gia had an almost fruity taste and you were more sweet."

"Cool," Lili says, "I hope next time I get to drink some. Maybe direct from the source?"

You smile broadly. "Oh God, Stephanie drank some of Gia for a minute before Marilyn caught her and it felt amazing. I mean, wow. I practically came there. The milking felt pretty nice too, but not quite as good."

You and Lili talk for a few hours more before falling asleep curled up with each other.

In the morning, a loud klaxon wakes the test subjects. Marilyn comes marching in with her clipboard.

"Alreight ladies, today we're doing..."