I thought about that, but... I'm thinkin' there might only be one thing to do.

[ she huffs a sigh, shaking her head; this isn't the worst scenario she's gotten herself into over the years, but it might be one of the strangest, and she reaches over to pluck the roll of paper towels out from under his arm, tearing off a few squares and easing her shirt out until she can shove the wad against her leaking front. ]

I'm gonna have to get milked. Like a freakin' cow or somethin'. [ she's dabbing at her tits absently before she looks up at him again. ] I sort of... accidentally did it before when I was tryin' to give myself a rubdown, and it didn't hurt. It actually felt kinda nice. But I'm thinkin' it might get a little messy when it starts. Feels like I've got a lot in there.