They weren't growing up!
(Original chapter by EmiyaShirou)
"Sweetie?"
"What is it, my darling Nozomi?"
Nozomi and her husband were in their bed, having enjoyed another pleasurable night with each other.
"Have you noticed that our babies seem to be... stagnating?"
"Not at all. After all, you only had them three months ago. They'll have time to grow."
Nozomi nodded and turned to her side, enjoying the warmth of her husband's body. She'd had this kind of conversation a couple times over the past year and it always ended the same. As time went on by, she noticed a lack of growth in her babies, stuck at three months old, always needing their mommy for everything, especially her boobies or having to change them.
Every day was spent in the same pleasurable haze of taking care of her children, endlessly filling her babies' bodies with her milk caused her brain to focus primarily on them above anything else. Why would she need to see them grow up, crawl around, actually talk, eat real food, or go to school? They could just be her happy babies, always excited to see their mommy's fat tits plop out with the milk that will keep them like this for eternity.
Eventually Nozomi felt like she didn't need to ask questions anymore. As long as she has her husband and her wonderful muses, she'll be the happiest woman in the world.
"Sweetie?"
"What is it, my darling Nozomi?"
Nozomi and her husband were in their bed, having enjoyed another pleasurable night with each other.
"Have you noticed that our babies seem to be... stagnating?"
"Not at all. After all, you only had them three months ago. They'll have time to grow."
Nozomi nodded and turned to her side, enjoying the warmth of her husband's body. She'd had this kind of conversation a couple times over the past year and it always ended the same. As time went on by, she noticed a lack of growth in her babies, stuck at three months old, always needing their mommy for everything, especially her boobies or having to change them.
Every day was spent in the same pleasurable haze of taking care of her children, endlessly filling her babies' bodies with her milk caused her brain to focus primarily on them above anything else. Why would she need to see them grow up, crawl around, actually talk, eat real food, or go to school? They could just be her happy babies, always excited to see their mommy's fat tits plop out with the milk that will keep them like this for eternity.
Eventually Nozomi felt like she didn't need to ask questions anymore. As long as she has her husband and her wonderful muses, she'll be the happiest woman in the world.
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June 1, 2023
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