Jim laid naked on the floor for a minute. Then, he got up to his full height and hugged Aisha around her legs. Aisha smiled, happy that Jimmy wasn't angry at her.
Jim looked different in the eyes. They were unfocused and he looked as if he were in a trance. Aisha figured that it was probably a side effect to the goop that Jim was surrounded in. It did look like the goop that had spilled all over Aisha yesterday.
Aisha's breasts felt heavy, as if they were full with milk...which they probably were.
"Are you hungry, Jimmy?"
In answer, Jim made a sucking sound with his mouth. Aisha smiled and cradled Jim like the baby he was. He then nursed at Aisha's breast. Aisha was truly happy now. As Jim continued to nurse, Aisha sang a song under her breath. It was a song that her mother used to sing to her when she was a baby. Jim quickly emptied Aisha's right breast, and Aisha moved him to the other. When he was done nursing, Jim had snapped out of his trance-like state.
"Aisha?" asked Jim. "how in the world did you do that?"
"You're not mad, are you?" asked Aisha.
"N-Not really" said Jim, and he meant it. How could he be mad at his mother? Wait. Aisha wasn't his mother...not his biological mother at least. Jim was still in Aisha's arms.
"Um, can you put me down mom?" asked Jim. He hadn't meant to say 'mom', so why did he?
Aisha was overjoyed when Jim called him Mom. She hugged her little Jimmy as tightly as she could, which was causing Jim to suffocate. Aisha ended the hug and put him down on the floor.