| Title: | The Breastfed Teenager | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Name: | Nick | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Email: | Not given | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gender: | Male | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Current Age: | 12 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Posting Date: | 04/11/10 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Summary: | This story is about Tommy, a kid who�s getting breastfed and then was turned in to a baby and was treated like 2-month-old infant. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Deekerian Score (20 is max.) [?]: | 7 (35%) |
THE BREASTFED TEENAGER Chapter one: first time getting breastfed Hi I�m Tommy. It started when I was 13 I had a bad day at school. I started talking to my mom about it. She was lying on her bed with just panties on. Now, this wasn�t the first time I had seen her in just panties. It was just my mother and I at the moment because my father was at work. I had a very strong bond with my parents. I still slept with them every chance I got. As I was talking to my mother while I was crying like an infant because I was always a very emotional person and cried a lot. After a while I started to rest by head near my mom�s breast. I look at them and got the idea to suck on her breast and breastfeed. My mom still produced milk and I knew this. Although I was a teenager and my brain said it was degrading my heart told me to do it so I just debated? My mom must of figured out what I was thinking by the look on my face cause she sat up a little pick be up laid me across her lap and guided my mouth to her breast. I was so caught in the loving comfort that I didn�t hesitate for a second. I opened my mouth and took in my mother�s breast put my mouth around the nipple, latched on gently and started so suck on it. It took about a minute till the milk started squirting out with each time I sucked on her breast. My mother watched me feed as she played with my hair. I felt a sense of security as I continued to be breastfed. I nursed for about 20 minutes when my mom started hum what seemed to be a lullaby. About 10 minutes later I had fallen asleep. About five minutes had passed and I heard my dad enter the room. He saw me laid against mother�s chest and I guess I now had my thumb in my mouth. When he saw this he asked what was going on and why I was like that. My mother told him every thing that happened and every thing I had told her since I got home. After wards my father stared at her with amazement. Father: wow he must have had a rough day to make him breast feed. Mother: honey I�m worried he hasn�t breastfeed since he was five and today you would have thought he did it every day and now he�s sucking on his thumb Father: don�t worry dear if it happens again tomorrow we�ll see what we can do Mother: ok honey if you say so The next day was worse when I got home I went to my mother and cried while telling her what happened. When I was done I laid against her chest I started to crave that sense of security. �Mom� I said and no sooner did I call her that she had lifted me on to her lap and I was again nursing from her breast. I had lost track of time. My eyes were closed and I was just nursing when the next thing I knew my father was watching me nurse. I felt humiliated but I didn�t want to stop. It was too comforting to stop. He didn�t say anything he just laid next to me and started to rub my back. I was relieved to see that he wasn�t angry or disapproving. He was actually very supporting of it and tried to help comfort me. I fed for about thirty minute on one side and stopped cause no milk was coming out. My mother thought I was done but I asked to switch to the other side and she complied and moved switched me to the other breast. I fed for about another 45 minutes and then my mother told me that was enough. My father took me form my mother and laid me in the center of the bed. Chapter two: transformation I wasn�t tired so my dad got me a bottle of warm milk and put it to my lips. At first I hesitated then I took it and started to suck on it as he held for me. He laid on the bed as I continued to suck on it. My mother gets up goes to her closet and came back with a couple bag. Mother: honey I know why you like being breastfed it gives sense of security doesn�t it. Tommy: yes mama. Mommy: would you like to increase your sense of security baby and if you say yes there is no backing out. I thought about it for a couple minutes and then said yes. She then told me too lay still and do not move unless told to. She grabbed both my short and boxers yanked them both off along with pulling off my shirt. I was now completely naked in front of my mother and father but it didn�t phase me. What happened next is were things went a stray. As my mom did some things I finished my bottles so my dad took it and putt it on nightstand. My mom then pulled out a diaper and I started to cry. I had gotten my self in to a situation where my mother was going to turn me in to a baby. My mother stayed calm reached into a bag and pulled out a pacifier put it to my lips. At first hesitated then took it in and began to suck on it.