"I can't believe you cut Rose's legs off........"<br/><br/>Though Rose didn't feel any pain, she was physically disgusted as the poor elf watched her legs slowly disappear down the thin gullets of the cat girls. She was a born scout, a silent hunter and now she was a legless milk factory, perhaps being eaten was a better life to this.<br/>The cat girls enjoyed the elf flesh as it entered their empty bellies, gasping with delight in unison they now desired something more. They desired a drink and what better than warm fresh elven breast milk. Rose was quickly flipped onto her back again, her breasts ready for display. The cat girls moved in slowly, their toothy mouths ready to fill with warm exotic milk from their own living factory much to Rose's hatred. She swore, if ever she could take revenge she would. for now all Rose could do was suffer milking after milking, she certainly couldn't run away that's for sure...