Palutena leaned down, scooping up a handful of the white liquid to confirm its taste. Though she was surprised by the smooth creaminess of the substance, the goddess now had an idea of where they ended up. "Pit, this is milk!"
"Milk?" Pit said confusingly as he waddled through the pool a bit more. "You mean like for cereal and stuff? Wait... Does that mean Peach was a cow the entire time?"
It took every fiber of her being for Palutena to not slap Pit for that one. "N-No, Pit... Human females can also produce milk in order to properly feed their young. Which means, we are inside her breasts, where milk is produced at the source."
"Oh..." Pit began to slightly understand. "So Peach is a mom."
How can someone so dumb be so cute? Palutena took a moment to ask herself once more.
From there, Pit began to stand all the way up, the milk clinging tightly to his outfit as he tried to shake himself dry. "So how are we going to find the others if we're up in Peach's breast?"
A good question, one Palutena had to ponder on for a moment as she sat down to think. They could travel along the bloodstream once the princess' red blood cells make their nutrient deposit, or they could force their way out the nipple and traverse along Peach's skin (though she was slightly hoping it wouldn't come to that so soon).
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.12 seconds at 12:29am on Apr 28, 2025 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
