Dawn would sit up from taking the drink.  Her new enlarged breasts would jiggle in response.   She looked to you.   Not understanding your frustration.    How could you be so upset and disgruntled.   You were a prize pet of the mistress and master.<br/><br/>Then it hits her, or what she assumes to your disgruntlement.    You didn't like girls but the boys.<br/><br/><em>"You like boys,  that is why your not happy and no touch me."</em><br/><br/>As she ached and your scent driving her wild.  She says this in frustration herself.   Putting a reason to your reactions.