Lola, a busty 20-year-old coed, sauntered into the college cafeteria, her pert breasts bouncing with each step. She grabbed a tray and surveyed the unappetizing slop they dared to call food. Her eyes landed on a peculiar concoction that looked like green oatmeal with lumps. Curiosity piqued, she spooned some onto her plate and sat down to eat.
As the strange mush hit her tongue, Lola gagged. It tasted like moldy oats mixed with something distinctly...semen-like. She forced herself to swallow, determined to finish the meal. The moment it slid down her throat, a warm, tingling sensation spread through her belly. She rubbed her stomach, feeling the slop squirm and writhe inside her.
"What the hell?" Lola muttered, eyes wide. The slop seemed to have a life of its own, pulsating and churning
