Part 7 Fed like a baby
The girls almost burst in the door, chattering excitedly, looking forward to see the “big baby” and maybe even getting to baby sit him. Melanie and Melissa were keen on that, and, even Susan was looking forward to disciplining her brother.
“Hi girls, how was your trip?” His mother asked
“Fine”, chorused Melanie and Susan
“Interesting and informative” said Melissa, wanting to sound older
“I’m glad” said his mother, “but, listen, I have a favour to ask,. Our “little baby” needs fed so......”
She was cut off by excited cries
“Oh, can I sit him on my lap and give him his bottle?” they almost all chorused together.
“I’ll even carry him downstairs” added Melissa, still trying to act older “So you can just sit there”
“I can make his bottle up while Mel gets him” said Susan
“Girls, girls, girls. It won’t be like that this time. Maybe you can do all that later, but not this time. You see, girls, the type of feed is one that only mummies can give their babies, the one that is best for them, and the favour I want is that you won’t feel embarrassed if I do it in front of you all”
The girls all looked at each other, then the penny dropped.
“Wow!” said Melissa. She had never seen this with a real baby, so wanted to see.
“It won’t embarrass me” said Melanie, “Maybe him, however”. She was feeling all warm and tingly inside at the thought.
“Er, yes of course, mum” said Susan. She wasn’t really hesitant; she just wanted to appear a bit more sensitive as she was starting to buy into the whole baby idea.
“Ok, Melissa, go and get him”
She pounded upstairs and almost ran into his room, where he lay in his cot. In one graceful movement, she checked his nappy, noticed it dry, then scooped him up. “Come on baby” she said, “your mummy has a treat for you”.
She walked more carefully downstairs, not wanting to drop him.
“Here he is!”
“Just put him on my lap, Melissa”
He was deposited on his mother’s lap, where he sat. He understood certain procedures now, and started to look around for the bottle. His mother began unbuttoning her blouse.
“What the....NO!” he wailed “You are not breastfeeding me like a baby, especially in front of them!” He started to struggle. She was too strong for him and held him there, with one hand, while the other popped the catch in her new nursing bra. Out popped her small breast, with surprisingly large nipple. She forced his mouth towards it, holding his nose so his mouth opened.
The girls looked on. Melanie was especially attentive.
When his mouth got within about an inch from her nipple she tried a few trial squirts and was satisfied that a strong jet of milk hit the bulls eye, right in his mouth. With his nose still held, he had no choice but to swallow.
“We can either keep feeding you like this, where you will be struggling not choke and hardly able to breathe, or you can latch on and suc-kle quietly”
Having no real choice, but a worse one, he latched on and suc-kled. His mother then put one hand on his shoulders, while the other patted his bottom. “That’s it, drink your milkies from Mummy” she said softly.
Melissa’s mouth almost dropped open, while Melanie just couldn’t take her eyes off and even wished she could do it. Susan stayed quiet but enjoyed the spectacle as well. The only one hating it was the “little baby”.
He finished on one nipple, then was transferred to the other. After about 5 minutes, that breast, too, was spent, and his mother lifted him off, wiped his mouth with a small cloth, then put him over her shoulder and burped him.
She checked his nappy, and, after all the milk, it was a bit wet “Can you girls change his nappy?” she asked, putting him down on the couch.
“Sure we can” , came an excited chorus.
“OK, while you are doing that, I’ll make us coffee” said his mother, getting up and leaving the room.
The three girls looked at him “After that, you should find us changing your nappy a stroll in the park” said Susan, as she walked towards him.
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