"I love being your lover." Jean whispered. "But I also loved holding you in my arms as a baby and letting you drink from me. And I also loved being held in your arms and drinking from you. I felt so warm and safe and loved. I want to be able to do that again, both of those things."
"I wish that Jean and I have the power to alter our ages at will, and that Jean and I have the power to lactate at will."
"Thank you, Greta." Jean kissed me again, this time on the right nipple. "Who gets to test this out first?"