Alec woke up with a painful feeling in his chest. As he stirred he groaned. He could feel his chest continue to move with him. He held his eyes shut, he wasn't in the mood for this. He was sure they'd be gone this morning.
"Alec? Are you awake?" He knew the dull voice well, it wasn't the person he wanted to see right now.
He wanted to pretend to still be asleep, but he knew it was futile. They were going to start hiking again soon, besides his aching tits wouldn't allow him to sleep again anyway. Why did they hurt anyway?
He opened his eyes and sat up. "I am now." he lied.
Andrea sat with two cups of tea in her hands. Vivian was still a tiny heap on the ground and still vast asleep. He looked down. Did his tits seem bigger again? Why were they hurting?
"Is there something with your breasts, Alec?" She handed him the tea cup.
"Yes, they're a bit sore. And I was sure they'd shrunk yesterday night when I went to sleep, but they seem to be back to nearly their original size again. What's up with that?" He took a sip of the tea.
"What kind of ache are you feeling?" Andrea said, her eyes were focused on him with interest. He actually felt a little uncomfortable with how she seemed to be studying him.
"They feel heavier somehow? Full? I don't really know how to describe it."
"That is proba..." "EEEWW!" Vivian's scream interrupted their conversation. "I wet the bed."
Alec groaned, just what he needed. He still had tits, his tits hurt and now his friend wet the bed and no doubt Andrea would just let him take care of everything.
Andrea put her cup down and got up."I will take care of the bed while you take care of her diaper."
"Uh..." Alec sat dumbfounded.
"I only do not do diapers. I have no qualms about cleaning sheets."
I'll take it! He thought. He finished his tea and got up. His tits indeed felt heavier just hanging from his chest. Reluctantly he strapped his bra on. Maybe the ache was them shrinking? God knows them growing in hurt like hell.
Several awkward moments and a few fumbles later Alec, Vivian and Andrea sat ready for their breakfast. Alec put the tea he'd been drinking away as Andrea offered a plate. It was filled with some dried meat and piece of bread.
It wasn't a very good meal. But it was a meal and to her credit, Andrea had a way with herbs and spices to make it taste better.
His bra felt uncomfortable though, like it felt a little moist at the front. He probably just splashed some water on it cleaning Vivian. Those stupid things kept getting in the way.
He put his tea down next to him and took the plate, when he noticed there were only two plates.
"Hey, whewe's mine!" Vivian asked, as she eyed Alec's plate hungrily. She sounded a lot more childish today. "I'm hungwy!"
"Yeah, I was just wondering that as well."
"Toddlers of Vivian's estimated age are not well served by eating our traveling rations." Andrea explained as she took a measured bite from her bread.
"What?" They asked in unison.
"Surely I do not have to explain that children of that age are fed milk?"
"Oh, that's wight!"
"I hadn't thought of that. But... we don't have milk though? And I don't see any pregnant women around to start lactating for us. Or do you have some kind of trick for that?"
"I expected that this detail would escape your attention, so I have ensured that we would have milk."
A familiar feeling crept up on Alec. It was the feeling he had when he already knew the answer to a question. Yet the answer was so ridiculous, so not what he wanted to hear that he just expected to be wrong.
He had a feeling he really shouldn't ask this question, but simultaneously felt compelled to ask. "What do you mean? Did you get a cow somewhere?"
Vivian being suspiciously quiet and with a shocked look on her chubby face certainly wasn't helping his feelings.
"A cow would not help us Alec, that is the wrong type of milk. As I was trying to explain before we were interrupted by Vivian, the soreness in your breasts is most likely due to the lactation I have induced in them with my tea."
"..." Alec sat dumbfounded. "What?" His mouth felt dry.
"You didn't." Vivian gasped, her tiny hands before her mouth.
"You did what?!" Alec yelled.
"One of us was going to have to provide Vivian with milk. As I am more petite, you seemed to be the most logical choice."
"How about the fact that I'm a fucking guy you witch! Did you account for that! Or how about ACTUALLY DISCUSSING IT!" Alec was furious.
"Yes, I did consider that. So I provided a better dose of the herbs. I was worried any discussion would boil down to the fact that I am a woman and thus should bear that burden. Completely ignoring that your larger chest could provide more milk.
And ignoring the potential damage it could do to the perkiness of my smaller breasts, whereas any damage to yours would disappear once your breasts disappear was well. So I made the choice for us."
Alec was fuming. He was happy he didn't have his throwing knives on him right now, they'd be one knife and one companion down.
"Andwea, we discussed this wast time! You can't make decisions wike this without tawking to youw companions." Vivian said, crossing her chubby arms.
Alec pulled off his shirt, his massive aching tits plopped free in their bra. He held up the breast, a small white drop stuck to his large feminine nipples.
"It is best if you do not let the milk build up to much or you will get an infection." Andrea offered.