Rita’s eyes doesn’t only look at you though, she looks at all the girls and you see her face curl into a rather unpleasant smile. “Paulina?” She fixes her gaze at the slender brunette. “…or should I say…” she gets a closer look “…54870?”

You can almost touch the tension in the air, clearly these two aren’t the best of friends and you can hear how pleased Rita is to find Paulina here as well as how uncomfortable Paulina is by the whole ordeal. “Paulina will do just fine Rita.”

Rite smiles more genuinely at that. “That’s noted, I had hoped for anyone, didn’t think I’d get a chance to choose a subject, but you’ll be perfect for this Paulina. Come with me please.” She said and walked away from you girls only making sure Paulina was coming along before disappearing behind a corner closely followed by Paulina.
The two didn’t walk far you can hear an engine fire up and Rita saying something but it’s inaudible due to the noise from the engine.

Rita helps Paulina into the machine, adjusts the settings before she signals Paulina to start her slide into it. It is the same machine Marilyn used to turn Gia into an alcoholic drink earlier, but now Rita has set the product to be a thick milkshake instead. Well shake and shake, taste wise and in consistency it may be but nutritionally it’s more like a protein milkshake. Paulina seems to enjoy becoming it though apparently the feeling of being processed isn’t unpleasant for her moaning sounds very much like the moaning you’d hear during sex.
The sound soon ends though, as it doesn’t take too long to transform her from girl to sweet chocholate-milky goodness.

Rita lifts the rather large container that now holds what is the sloshing form of Paulina and raises it to her lips. Tipping it slowly the content smoothly flows down the black beauty’s eager throat. In less than a minute the container is empty, it doesn’t even seem to be in need of cleaning, if that’s due to the nature of the container or of the beverage not even Rita knows, but she puts it back in its place and licks away her milk moustache.

“Mmm, just what I needed.” She coos gently rubbing her trim and still flat stomach that rumbles in appreciation. Or maybe it isn’t appreciation since the sound seems to travel down her belly as Paulina is quickly given the tour of her digestive tract. Her belly soon grows quiet and as it does she retrieves a clipboard from one of her large side pockets and makes some notes.

“Now let’s see…” She mumbles as she returns to you and the other girls. “No still have that problem with dairy products…what a loss.” Neither of you can hear either what she’s saying or the sarcasm in her voice, but maybe that is just as well.

You all notice that Rita is returning without Paulina and that she hasn’t reformed either, Claudia voices your question for you. “Where’s Paulina?”

Rita smiles sweetly “Oh don’t you worry about her, we carry out a lot of different tests and projects here, some take longer than others. Who knows, maybe you’ll join her later?” Rita flexed her lovely booty and could feel the remains of Paulina in there and thought for herself “Yes, maybe you will.” Unfortunately for you girls her delightful behind is hidden by her labcoat.

“So what are you girls up too? It felt like I interrupted something earlier.”

“Not really, we were just catching our breaths after feeding girls to Anna’s breasts.” Patti says.

“What?! Did I hear you correctly? Mammo-vore?!”

“Yes you did.”

“So who is ‘Anna’?” Rita wonders.

“I am.” You announce.

“Ahh, I should have known with that rack. It looks awesome, so can you show me? …erhm…that is, could you get her in either one of your breasts?” Rita says and points at Patti.

“I guess I could. Can you come here Patti?” You wonder and the shapely brunette steps over to you offering you her hands and you guide her fingers inside your right nipple before starting to suck and pull her inside. It’s a smooth ride until you claim her soft rump, then your boobs start to grown much faster than before, that is both of them, not just your right boob.

Rita looks on in amazement, but she does manage to scribble down a few things on her clipboard. Then as sudden as it began it is over and you’re left with breasts the size of medicine balls, your right slightly larger than your left and Patti is now sloshing around with the other girls.

“Hit your hiding limit aye?” Rita wonders before following up. “So how many girls have you gotten in those jugs of yours?”

“Three in my left and four in my right and none of them have reformed so Marilyn thought they were still around in my boobs eventhough they are milk now.”

“Oh milk are they?” Rita continuously takes notes. “So do you want to get milked now? Seeing as you’ve reached your hiding limit I take it you’re pretty close to your holding limit too.”

“Yes, I really wouldn’t mind.” You admit and wonder if it too will feel good, seems almost everything does.

Rita walks away. “Ok, I’ll be right back I just need to find some suitable container.” She says and is gone just as quickly.

It’s just a minute or so later that she comes back pushing a large rectangular container on wheels with a lid at the top, she brings it too a halt in front of you and realize that the whole top comes off just as Rita takes it off and leans it against the side of the now oversized tub-like container.
“There! Do you think you can pump it out on your own or do you need help? Maybe even mechanical help? I’ve got a motor driven suction pump right here if it’s needed.” Rita says and holds up a machine the size of a chainsaw with two hoses sticking out of it, one clearly the suction end and the other most likely the deposit end.