Hannah dug out a spare formula and raced home in her car, charging to the kitchen,baby in hand. She pulled out her gallon of formula, prepared to put some of it in a bottle, but turned back to see Abigail, chugging the gallon in her high chair! Her belly grew, filling up the high chair quickly. Hannah gasped, tugged her out of the high chair and set her on the couch. Abigail moaned for more while Hannah rushed to fill her child's needs. "God, did they ever feed you there?" Hannah said, though judging from the plump form she had been when Hannah first got her, she new the must of fed her quite a lot...
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