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Milky Mama, part 2 (Breast Expansion, Lactation)
The next morning, my stomach felt better, but somehow I was even tenser than I had been when Mom had started growing. When I walked downstairs, Mom was sitting at the table. Her boobs were smaller, but she still wasn’t wearing a shirt. “What are you doing?” “Huh?” Mom looked down. “Oh, I thought about putting on shirt, but I didn’t have anything that looked good in this size, so...” “Mom, your boobs are smaller. You can put on a shirt now.” “Yeah, but I’ve been topless for the last few days and you didn’t say anything, so I thought you were okay with that.” “Not if your clothes fit again. Put on a shirt.” “Jeez, fine...” She took a sip of coffee and walked upstairs. When she returned she was wearing a shirt, but no bra. “I’ll need you to do a little more suckling today,” Mom said. “There’s point in putting on a bra if I’m just going to have to take it off again.” “Fine,” I grumbled. “But I’m not drinking as much as I did last night. I have a tummy—I mean, stomach ache.” Mom
Literature
From a Single Droplet: The Beginning
From a Single Droplet: The Beginning
[lact, BrE]
In retrospect, I was doomed the moment I discovered my “talent.” One day in class when I was twelve, my small breasts started aching, so I excused myself to the bathroom. Upon further examination, I realized I was lactating. The more I squeezed, the more milk dribbled out. It couldn’t have been more than half an ounce, but the milk- my milk- tasted wonderful. Thin yet creamy, I felt a bit disappointed when it ran out, but I was glad I got it taken care of without being seen.
When I told mom and dad what happened, they sent me to the doctor, and my breasts dried up by next
Literature
The Contract - Prologue
All Norah could remember from the night before was wondering why her drink tasted weird, and nothing after. Great, now she was lying in a bed that wasn’t hers.
It had been a hard few weeks for Norah, losing the minimum wage job first, then her landlord had demanded the rent she’d been avoiding for a few months. She could barely afford food when she’d gone to the bar, but with a body like hers, men were usually lining up to buy her drinks. It had been one of those nights, and probably one of those men had spiked one of her many drinks.
When Norah climbed from the bed her entire body ached, and she was sure she was only feel
Another commission for the Patron that brings Shop of Wonders:
"This is the first of several one shots I've been thinking about doing for a while. Shop will return next month with an all new story loosely inspired by a piece from The BE Story Club."
-A Man Called E.
"This is the first of several one shots I've been thinking about doing for a while. Shop will return next month with an all new story loosely inspired by a piece from The BE Story Club."
-A Man Called E.
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