"Then does that mean our session for today is over?"
Astrid's eyes brightened, thinking she could finally escape, afraid of what was to come next, when the first step was already enough for her to die of shame.
"Of course not. We're just getting started." I said, which made her face shrink in fright.
"And me checking out your tongue was just a prelude to what I wanted to ask you next."
I said, and then looked at her tummy and asked
"Since you have a tongue that's quite similar to the one a cow has, does that mean you also have a rumen-based stomach?"
"Yes, I do, as well as everyone else in the minotaur race." She said, and then looked at me in wonder and told
"I'm surprised you know about the rumen, which even some young minotaurs don't know of, since it's a part of our body that we never use."
"Why don't you use it?"
"Well, for one, compared to a cow, it's way too small and resembles a small pouch, which can only store the smallest amount of food. And it's mostly only used by baby minotaurs to store their mother's breast milk to drink when they're hungry. And loses it's application once they grow older."
"But you can still use it right, even though you might not have used it in years?" I inquired for the next step of my domination plan.
"Probably...I think I can store very small amounts of chewed food or liquid fluids like water in there safely for a couple of days and then regurgitate back up when I need to, which isn't something that I'm fond of since it's similar to vomiting the food you ate."
Astrid said, looking a little grossed out about the process, even though it's basically an in-built feature on her body, that was probably used for the survival of babies in times when their mothers weren't there to feed them.
"Why do you want to know about this?" Astrid asked, seeing that I was deeply thinking about something.
"It's because we're going to use that extra storage of yours to hold something that I'm going to give you until tomorrow." I said, with a devious smile on my face.
"W-Wait, I don't think I can store anything you can give me, since the ruminary part of my stomach hasn't grown since I was a baby, and would be way too small to store anything significant."
Astrid's eyes shot up, and she looked at me warily, seeing that I was eyeing her like prey.
"You don't have to worry above that, since it isn't anything too large and just a small amount of liquid substance that can fit in the palm of your hand."
"I guess that's feasible...But what liquid are you talking about? Did you bring any juice or water with you?" Astrid asked, still a little suspicious of what I was asking her to take in her body.
"It isn't any of those and is something I make on my own."
My smile grew wider as Astrid gulped in fear of what was to come.
"Y-You make it on your own?...Then do you make it by hand or-"
"I make it in my body." I interrupted her and said.
"Or to be more exact, it's produced and released by my body, just like the milk; the minotauress's of your race produce your whole life and is even the same colour."
I then looked at her grey eyes, which were trembling, and her cheeks, which were so red that they looked like they were going to start steaming, and said with a grin
"Although you're quite an innocent girl who doesn't even know that people use their tongues when they kiss, you should be able to understand what type of liquid I'm talking about right now."
"Isn't that right, Astrid?"
I asked, to which she hesitated for a second, and bashfully nodded her head.