This choice: You wake up to find your being breastfed! • Go Back...Chapter #5You wake up to find your being breastfed! by: AridWD   It was so warm and cozy. Something sweet was traveling through your mouth which was equally comforting. If this was what death was like, you didn't mind it at all.
This was not death though as your eyes started to open. You were alive and you didn't feel tired or dehydrated. Something was wrong though. Even though you felt your eyes opened, it was still dark. You also noticed you were sucking on something which was delivering some kind of liquid into your mouth.
You felt some space behind you so you decide to stop sucking and pull out.
"Ah..."
You heard a female gasp and felt yourself pull out further. Your eyes slowly widened as you realized your body was held by two arms and that you were being pulled out what looked to be a large breast. It dawned on you that the sweet liquid that was traveling down your throat was entirely different from what you had originally thought.
Your face grew increasingly redder as you slowly looked up to see the white-haired and beautiful woman holding you. Y...you were breastfed?!
"I...um...what..." you began, but failed to make any sort of coherent sentence as you just blabbered. The woman smiled and giggled, apparently finding your reaction cute.
"Are you surprised, hon? Sorry about that, but the water was broken today. I had no choice but to nurse you. It wasn't unpleasant was it?" she asked, her voice gentle and smooth. That plus her maternal aura and beauty really surprised you.
Blushing, you shook your head slowly. "It...wasn't..."
The woman hummed happily, glad to have been of service. With you still in her arms and close to her breasts, she began her introduction. "You are certainly different from the norm around here. My name is Keifa, little one. What is yours?"
Still blushing at the whole situation and the fact that she was literally half-naked and her breasts were sticking so close to you, you tried to remain calm and compose. "My name is Michael. I crashed here earlier on a boat and is currently lost."
Humming and remembering your name, she decided to place you next to her on the sofa. While that brought some much needed space, she didn't bother covering up. If this continued, you were going to be contaminating her presence with a particular member. You didn't want to do that.
"So...I'm guessing you are human...a tiny human at that and...male. You should be glad you came to me. I dread thinking what would happen to you if you hadn't," she guessed.
At this, you raised an eyebrow and tried your hardest not to stare at her breasts. "What do you mean? Also, why is everyone and everything so big here?"
Kefia giggled again. "Funny how you think everything is too big when I think your too small. You should understand that everyone here on this island is female. If everyone knew that you were a male, you would not be in good shape. There hasn't been a male in centuries!"
You widened your eyes in surprise. "But if...there's only females...how were there so many houses and people on this island?"
She smiled. "We live quite long on this island. Do you know how old I am? I'm only 240 years old!"
Your mouth slowly opened in disbelief. 240 years old?! She looked like she was in her 30s!
"Th-that's...impossible!"
Keifa pulled her lips to the side. "Is it unusual? Do you males not live that long?"
"No!"
Keifa frowned, a little saddened by the fact. "Oh dear...then we must be extra careful. You must be thinking how to leave, but I'm afraid that there is no way off this island. People have tried before and failed."
"W-what do you mean?" you asked, worriedly.
"When you try to enter the water in the shores, the sand starts to pull you underneath. Everyone calls this the curse of the island."
You looked down in disbelief, your mind luckily distracted from the woman's enormous breasts. "N-no way..."
"I'm afraid so. If you are going to survive on this island, we have to take extra measures to make sure you are not discovered or else other women will want you! Will you allow me to take care of you?"
"T-take care of me? How?"
Keifa stared at you with hopefulness and strangely protectiveness. "Protect you...nurture you...keep you safe. I...I don't know this feeling, but since I first saw you, I felt this...urge to care for you. Perhaps you wouldn't mind being my...child?"
You had to hold your breath in. This was becoming a heavy decision on your part. "C-child? But...I'm a 20 year old man! I-I...can't be your child!"
Keifa giggled again. "Your reactions are so cute and amusing. I've been quite lonely though. Wouldn't some companionship help you better accept this island?"
You didn't want to believe you were stuck on this island at all! Still, if she was right, then you weren't going to last at all outside. You needed help and much against your pride, you needed protection.
But what if she was wrong...and there was a way to leave the island. Then what?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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