You Need Some Milk Novels & Stories

They say milk helps you sleep, so I figured I’d drink some—plus, it’s good for the baby. I opened the fridge and immediately saw the sterilized milk. I grabbed it and placed it in a glass of water. Just seeing the milk made me crave it. I was about to put it back when I noticed my reflection in the fridge mirror—our fridge had one inside, so you could see yourself when getting food.

Damn accent slipped again. Although I could see the annoyance in her eyes, she nodded firmly. "By drinking milk, you not only dilute the poison, but you also overwhelm the lactase enzymes, allowing your stomach's hydrochloric acid to curdle the milk, which coats your stomach and intestines, slowing down the rate with which your body absorbs the poison. The milk just pauses your digestion until you can seek proper medical care. That's why I made her drink as much milk and told Mey to get the medics." I glanced up just in time to see Luc's car pulling into the side of the road. "Now I need to go to the hospital. I suggest you do the same."

After some time, we said goodbye to each other. Taking a bath I got ready to go to the doctor. Going down I open the fridge to get something to eat. I took out milk and some fruits to eat. I don't know how I started to drink milk. I ate little fruits then I kept them away because I didn't want to eat them anymore. I cranked my nose in dislike. Taking a full glass of milk I drank it in one go. It teases so deliciously.

I forgot to buy them milk. "I'm sorry, babe, I forgot to buy them. The only available milk is only for you." I give him a wink, and he almost chokes. I chuckle, and I see him quickly grabs the water beside him and gulp it down. "Can you be serious sometimes?" He says that to me while he giggles. He pauses and looks at me seductively. "Then, where's my milk?" He asks while he bit his lips. I grin and move my chair beside him, and spread my legs. I lift my shirt and put down my shorts until my manhood shows twitching at him.

He touched the glass of milk to check; it was at the right temperature. He explained, "The milk is produced on a farm owned by Lightcloud Corporation. Give it a try. If you like it, I'll make them deliver it to you by air." She accepted the glass of milk and put it on the table. In reality, she disliked drinking milk, especially pure milk. She simply couldn't get used to the taste. "It's really good. Give it a taste." Xavier guessed that she must dislike milk, seeing how she refused to drink it. "Ms. Jowell, the milk seems quite nice. Try it," Eric chimed in.

I peeked at it. "They're gone" I whispered and sat on the sofa then watched telivision. After a while, I felt like I was urinating again. I ran to the bathroom and peed. I got the milk in the refrigerator. It tastes good so I added more on my glass. As I walked to the sofa I felt dizzy. “You’re giving me a hard time again, baby?" I whispered and grabbed my bulging stomach. I slowly walked to the sofa then sat down and drank the milk I was holding.

“That’s white milk.” I didn’t even bother turning my head. “You’re remarkably observant this morning.” “I don’t want white milk.” “Sure.” She marched two steps forward, her free hand going to her tiny hip. “I want pink milk.” I poured batter into the waffle iron. It hissed softly on contact. “What’s available this morning is white milk.” “That is not princess milk,” she’s already getting louder. “That is boring milk.” “Drink it with your eyes closed.”

"The babies are not the only ones who need a good rest. Adults, also. And milk contains melatonin, a hormone that induces sleep. You're the doctor here, so I don't have to give further explanation." I raised both my hands, still giggling. "Okay, okay, I'll drink the milk. I don't need another lecture. What else do you have there?" I stood up next to him as I opened the two bags and looked at what he got. I shook my head in amusement when I saw that those foods were even enough to feed me for three months: nuts, chocolates, cookies, noodles, drinks, and many others. "Thank you so much, Sean. You're making me fat."

I need to get out of here right away because we still have an Archery class and I won’t let that be missed. I remember the boy in my dream that when he was sick his mommy would give him fresh milk. For some unknown reason fresh milk is what I thought I would ask Ivan. "A fresh milk will do," He immediately stood up and said goodbye to get fresh milk at the hospital Canteen.

I exclaim walking over throwing the carton in the bin, while he just laughs going back to his game. "Can mice drink milk?" He asks with a smirk on his face still staring at the tv, I knew this meant he was only half listening to me. "I don't know I'll have to get back to you on that one but the point is, if you're gonna drink the last of the milk, A, don't put the empty carton back in the fridge and B, at least drink it all!" I shout throwing my arms in the air, he just shrugs his shoulders brushing me off, well we've lost contact now as he's gone back to playing his pointless game!