Bill was about to change “hasn’t” to “has” when William spotted the phone in his hand.
“Billy, no phones!” William scolded, taking the phone from Bill and putting it in his pocket. As he did so, he accidentally altered the sentence and confirmed it. William felt two large, lactating breasts appear on his chest. He stopped walking to gape at them. They strained against the blouse he was now wearing.
His son, Billy, looked up at the breasts with hunger in his eyes.
“I thought you were going to feed me,” Billy said. William blinked. “Daddy, I’m hungry!”
“I-” William felt his new breasts begin to ache. They were too full. “…Fine.” William looked around, spotted a bench, and sat down. Billy climbed onto his lap. William lifted his shirt to reveal a nursing bra and unclasped it. Billy promptly latched on and began to suckle. William sighed with relief.
While Billy drank, William took the phone out of his pocket. He frowned at the sentence, then clicked to generate a new one.
It read “The lactating man is breastfeeding his twelve-year-old son.”