As she waited for her lover to come home, Mellissa looked around the massive living room of the house that Jean had built to accommodate her fifteen foot frame. Mellissa still thought it was a little odd that the company that made the growth tonic Mammogrande also provided a living expenses account to the people who bought their product as some silly introductory campaign, but she wasn’t about to turn down a free house with all expenses paid for the first year.
The change in perspective left the grown woman feeling like a child, but she knew that she wouldn’t have to get used to it and would be joining her partner in height after a few months. Until then, she would be needing the numerous stepping stools conveniently placed throughout the house for getting into bed or simply going to the bathroom.
Although there was still plenty of things she couldn’t do on her own even with all the little people helpers to compensate for her height, like cook dinner; the appliances were just too big to handle. It was a problem that was making itself known during the late hours of the day when she wanted more than a cold snack and had no one to cook for her.
The reason for her lack of a growth spurt kicked, and Mellissa reached down to rub her bulging belly. The mother-to-be waited till her unborn daughter (according to the sonogram) Alice stopped kicking, and then found her mind wandering off again. She wondered what Alice’s life would be like, growing up in a world were women would be the dominate sex, with all the little boys never even reaching her waste.
The sound of the door opening drew Mellissa’s attention away from her thoughts and she saw Joan walk into the room only a minute after hearing her pounding footsteps coming through the door.
Like every woman that had taken Mammogrande, Joan was a towering Amazon with an outrageous figure that only downplayed her ever growing physical strength and intelligence. Also, like most of the other Amazons, Joan had started wearing less and less while in public thanks to her new body no longer felt the cold as it did before, or ever got sunburn. Today, she was dressed in a bright red outfit with boots that nearly completely covered her legs, and a re top and bikini-pants combination that barely covered her more risqué parts.
“Hey there, how’s my little lover and our daughter to be doing?” the giantess asked as she knelt down to look Melissa in the eye.
In response, Mellissa patter her stomach with a smile. “She’s kicking like crazy, and I’m fine…if a little sore. But, you said you had a surprise for me.”
Joan ‘hmmm’ed, then picked the smaller woman up and began to carry Mellissa to the bedroom. “You know how I’ve been upset since the baby will be too small for me to handle the first few months? I think I’ve found a solution to that.”
“How’s that?” Melissa asked before her stomach growled, bringing a blush to the woman’s cheeks. “Sorry, I’m a little hungry.”
A second later Joan laid Mellissa down on their bed and put her boob in front of the other woman’s face, then pulled down her top. “Then drink up, baby.”
The sight of her lover’s nipple nearly poking her in the nose made Mellissa’s eyes go cross for a moment, then she looked up towards Joan’s face (as she could only see her chin) in confusion and irritation. “Say what?”
“You know women who drink Mammograde get much better control of our bodies thanks to all the added brain cells. So, I decided I wanted to start lactating and made it happen. It’s a bit different than normal breast milk, perfect for a little mother to be. Now come on baby, have some of momma‘s milk.”
Mellissa looked back down towards Joan’s enlarged nipple, hesitant for a moment. Although hardly the strangest thing she and Joan had done together since her lover became a giantess (the foot and domination fetishes Joan developed after growing topped that list) it was a little new and odd.
Still, she took the woman’s nipple into her mouth and clamped own, then began suckling.
The warm and slightly creamy liquid flowed onto her mouth, igniting Mellissa’s taste buds with a blaze of sweet flavor that should have been impossible for normal breast milk. She tried to pull away, but Joan cradled the smaller woman’s head, then leaned back and pushed her down so she was laying flat on the bed as Mellissa gulped more and more of the goddess’s nectar.
“That’s right baby,” Joan told her lover before she reached down to pet Mellissa’s swollen belly. “And the best part is, there’s just a little bit of Mammograde extract in my milk. Even Alice is going to be effected, but in a good way.”
Although she wasn’t growing like Joan, Mellissa did feel a change. She nodded and while she continued to suck. She could feel herself changing, her body becoming stronger and fitter, her mind expanding as it began its journey towards a new level of consciousness and the reality of what Mammogrande really meant for womankind settled in on her; and it was amazing.
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