Mary goes on to empty her breasts of the milk, having a mind-shattering orgasm in the process. When that is over, she decides to experiment more, and melts some chocolate in the microwave. It slowly melts, turning into a thick brown liquid. Mary takes a deep breath, and then gulps the liquid down. Unlike other liquids, at first, nothing happens, and Mary sighs. Then the tingling begins and her breasts begin to swell once more.
But something is different?! The skin on her breasts begin to darken, growing darker and darker until it reaches a chocolate brown. Her light pink nipples stiffen, and turn a deep brown, almost black. Her breasts reach K, and Mary looks at the differences which have taken place. Her breasts look like the breasts of an African, in comparison to the rest of her body, which is white.
Mary gently squeezes her nipples, and feels something begin to move out very slowly. Finally, a dark brown liquid begin to ooze of of her breasts, and Mary recognizes it as chocolate. The chocolate moves much slower than any of the other liquids, and Mary notes that it has become slower, as if coller within her breasts. She brings out a platter, and begins to queue her nipples, encouraging the slow movement of the liquid. Strangly, this one didn't arouse her, possibly the slow movement, but whatever. Soon, she has a whole platter of chocolate, and her breasts, interestingly enough, have returned to normal color, along with the usual shrinking,
Mary ponders this new data for a while. When she drinks a liquid, she begins to lactate it, and when she drinks a dark liquid, it changes the color of her breasts. Intrigued, Mary gets out some honey, and eats a spoonful, wondering what will happen. Then her breasts swell, larger and larger, reaching their usual K cup. They feel heavier than before, and Mary sits down on the ground, as not to fall over. Her nipples begin to leaking the yellow fluid, and Mary identifies it as honey. She stands up, and then topples over, landing on her hands and knees. She tries to get up, but the honey is three times the weight of any other liquid she tested, and weights her down.
Sighing, Mary crawls over to the kitchen, and retrieves a glass container.