Lactorespiratoryphobia - When your milk is your only hope and someone’s breath takes

When your milk is your only hope and someone’s breath takes it from you like you’re in a milk war.

I was in a milk war with my brother and he breathed in my milk and I lost.

My milk was my only hope and my mom’s breath took it from me like I was in a milk battle.

I had a milk war with my dog and he breathed in it and I was defeated.