I sprained my ankle and I was pissed about it. Clyde made a strawberry milkshake to please me. He even made a double serving for me. Since my ankle was firmly bandaged, I was able to put weight on it. I took Clyde on my lap and we drank the milkshakes and enjoyed the moment. But I couldn't resist and started playing with him. Eventually I wanted his -milkshake- and I took Clyde and shook him to make his milk come out. Strong girls can do such things.