modulokss
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    Tent 098

    "So, um, what do I do?  Do I just...  Ow!" Said Sara

    "Not so hard!  Take it easy." Said Rose

    "I'm sorry, it's just so full..."

    "I'll say.  Tent, can you get a large pan?" Asked Sara

    "Okay, be right back." Answered Tent

    "All right, Sara, can you put your front legs up on this table?"

    "I-I think so- ah! I bumped it!"

    "Gosh, you weren't kidding"  She says as one of Tent's big tentacles reaches out of the motorhome, a large pan wrapped in the end. "Thanks!"

    "A pan?  Why not just leave it on the ground?" Wondered Sara

    "We don't want to leave any evidence we were here..."

    "Oh, I suppose that make- ahhhnh!"

    "I'm sorry!  Did that hurt?  I just did one squeeze." Asked Rose

    "N-no, I'm sorry, y-you just, um, startled me is all." Sara seemed enjoring the experience

    "Are you sure? You seem to be squirming a lot..."

    "I don't think it hurts... quite the opposite, really." Tent said

    "H-hey!"

    rose and Tent start to laugh... and they spend almost one hour milking Sara, the size of ther udder reduced, and she feels as empty, a wonderfull feeling  after all...