《RE: Choice》Chapter 9 - Scream
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Something inside my mind clicks. I put my tiny hands over my mother's breasts and let out a whiny sound.
"Oh… that's right… you haven't had… your milk yet…"
She comments hesitantly. Her eyes seem to quiver. Oh, shit… that's right… didn't she see my arm?
I feel my heart skip a beat when she gives me a look. I try my hardest to not make a stupid reaction I'm not supposed to.
"I completely forgot about your arm. It looks fine now, though. Was I just overworking myself like Sir Von Hawk said…?
Sir Von Hawk…? The old man comes to mind. Who is he anyway? Captain of the guards of this house, maybe?
We arrive back in the room I woke up in. My mother closes the door.
"Okay, feeding time!"
She exclaims as she walks across the room. My heart beats faster. Oh… could it be?! I'll get to witness her big jugs again? Th-this time... I'll, I'll put my mouth ov-over it directly… I smile and flare my nostrils in anticipation. I stop smiling when she crouches down. What is she doing…? She stands back up.
"It looks like the bottle of milk I dropped earlier is still here! Aren't you in luck, Durrendal?"
Huh…? My mind goes blank as she sits in a nearby fancy sofa chair. She sets Lucy down on her lap and moves the bottle near my mouth. Damn it… I don't want this, you stupid bitch. Let me suck on your tits. I make whiny noises and pull on her robe.
"Okay, okay…"
She says and sighs as she sets down the bottle of milk on a stand next to the chair. She starts to loosen her robe. Yes, yes, yes! She lets it fall completely, leaving her upper body bare. YES!
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"Don't grab it this time, okay? Or it's back to the bottle."
She moves my head toward her right nipple. YES, YES, YES! JUST A LITTLE MORE! I open my mouth and feel my heart pounding like crazy.
"Wahhh!"
Lucy cries and my mother stops pushing my head toward her nipple. NO… SO CLOSE… My mouth is only an inch from her nipple. I try sticking out my tongue, but it doesn't reach. My mother sets me down on her lap and picks up Lucy.
"Aww… don't cry, Lucy. Are you hungry…?"
She moves Lucy toward her right nipple, and Lucy stops crying when she starts sucking on her tit. NOOO!
"Sorry, Durrendal… It's back to the bottle for you. I can't give her the bottle that resulted from your mischievous behavior from before."
She explains as she moves the bottle toward my face, but she stops.
"Oh, I know. I'll heat it up for you, and it will be good as new. Mommy can at least do that!"
Heat up…? How, exactly is she going to do that…? She takes off the cap to the bottle and sticks her index finger in the bottle. After several seconds, I see steam rising from the bottle.
"Good as new!"
She exclaims as she takes out her finger. I see a glimpse of her magic and raise my eyebrows. Was that fire?! Her finger was on fire for a moment! By the time she puts the lid back on, her finger has returned to normal. She moves the pacifier over to my mouth, and I start sucking on it. The warm milk enters my mouth and down my throat.
This tastes… AMAZING…! It's sweeter than the milk I usually drink for breakfast, and it has other flavors I can't even begin to describe. I close my eyes and imagine as if I was sucking on her tit. This isn't that bad… Hmm… now that I think about it… Rigel did say there was magic in this world… was that magic…? I wonder if I'll be able to use it someday…
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I finish the bottle in about 15 minutes, but my mother continues to feed Lucy for longer than that. I don't know how much time passes before she finishes. I spend the extra time lying on her lap.
I hear a woman scream very close by; probably in the hallway we were just at. My mother quickly turns her head toward the door. She takes Lucy off her nipple and sets her down on the chair. She moves me there too as she stands up while putting her robe on again.
"I'll be right back! Don't move!"
She hurries out the door but forgets to close it. I have to make a quick decision. What should I do…?
It is clear to me that there is vote exploiting going on. Disregard the RRL poll and use this link:
http://strawpoll.me/7117991
If there is still some suspicions I'll switch to a better website.
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