<strong>[Dining Hall]</strong><br/><br/>"You have my compliments, father, and my thanks." Marco's message was not lost on Enzo. The game might continue, but it was no longer a contest. Melody would become his property. He made a note to find out her background later. Not all slaves arrived at the Island by happenstance; some had very interesting stories to tell. That could wait, though. It was her biology, not her history, that interested him most.<br/><br/>Normally the pace of the game would dictate a period in which the family members could enjoy the subject's predicament, but Enzo found himself caught up in the spirit of the torture and couldn't resist pressing onward. A very subtle tweak was all that was required to improve upon Marco's latest modification. With a single thought Melody's soft palate became phosphorescent, so that even with her lips tightly closed the grotesque view of the inside of her mouth could not escape her.<br/><br/>"I agree, father. My initial diagnosis would indicate a strong dependency on alcohol, to the point of addiction. It's sad that such a young thing has already given over her life to the demon rum, but I suppose that the best that we can do now is to satisfy her cravings. A detoxification program is called for, of course, but it's likely to be extremely torturous and time consuming. I feel it is my duty as a medical practitioner, however, to make sure that she gets the help she needs."<br/><br/>He considered briefly, then forged ahead. "It would be unfortunate, however, if she were to find herself in a situation where she couldn't acquire a 'fix'. We should do something about that." With another twist of his mind Melody's breasts began swelling, straining against the material of her dress. The biology of the mammary glands was reworked under Enzo's skillful talent. From this point onward Melody would lactate freely if her nipples were stimulated. That was the lesser part of the change, however, as the fluid she would produce would be anything but normal human breast milk. From her enhanced breasts would flow a sweet, highly alcoholic mixture reminiscent of rum and coconut milk. Enzo touched her digestive system, ensuring that alcohol consumed by her could be recycled into this new form, available to anyone who might have the opportunity to suckle at her increasingly prominent breasts. Including, of course, Melody herself.<br/><br/>Almost as an afterthought he increased the sensitivity of her nipples, drastically enhancing the sexual pleasure that she would receive from any degree of pressure upon them.<br/>