6 months passed by uneventfully as Maddie and Lizzie rebuilt the house they had found into a nice little cottage home nestled inside the vast belly that was the city around them. Lizzie, with her smarts and hands, had even built herself a small lab where she was always making robots for her mommy. For example, just the other day she had built a robot maid so that Mommy could focus on what ever it was mommy’s do. Right now, she was fiddling with a machine that could harvest mommy’s milk so she could drink it more whenever she wanted instead of when mommy was ready.
At the same time, Maddie was doing some work of her own. Despite the machine having essentially wiped her mind into a blank state, she had developed a new personality of her on: one that borderlined on a goddess complex who wanted to change the whole world into daughters like Lizzie. She knew her body was responsible for Lizzie becoming a young girl, but she wanted to see if it could work on others too. So currently Maddie was milking herself and storing the liquid to test on other subjects.
And it wasn’t like there wasn’t a plethora for her to chose from. The area they had built their cottage in was as run down as it could be. Apartment buildings were falling apart; druggies walked the streets like packs of hyenas; whores were in abundance; and business’s were barely hanging in an economy that was rapidly decaying. Maddie knew she was the savior this city needed and that she would change things from the inside out. But that would come in due course...
As she turned, a boy laid out on the bed, four rope ties kept him from running away. Also, a mouth gag stopped him from screaming out for others to come, although they would come in due time and all of them would find happiness. She climbed next to him, her milk stored in a vial ready to be administered.
“My daughter needs to have a sister...”