Aaron wanted a bit more chaos. He changed “woman” to “man”. The teacher promptly changed into a muscular, bearded man with a chiseled jaw. The very masculine appearance was in direct contrast with his enormous breasts, both of which were bare as he breastfed his son at his desk. Snickering, Aaron generated a new sentence.
“The teacher lactates rarely, so to better breastfeed, he never wears a top, like all men.” Without reading the entirety of the sentence, Aaron immediately changed “rarely” to “constantly”. The teacher’s breasts grew even more.
Aaron felt a sudden pain on his chest. He looked down. His jaw dropped. Like the teacher, he now had uncovered breasts, though they were a bit smaller. He looked back at the sentence he’d changed. Dread growing, he pinched a nipple. A bead of milk came out. Great. He accidentally made himself lactate.
Pain began to build in Aaron’s breasts. He looked around for some way to relieve it. The teacher’s helper came over. Though men now breastfed and lactated constantly, the teacher’s helper, a woman, still had breasts of her own, though they were covered.
“Remember, Aaron, once you use your diaper, you can pump or breastfeed,” she said. “Sorry it had to come to this, but you need to be diaper trained.” That’s right, he accidentally reversed potty training.
The pain in Aaron’s breasts was too great to ignore. He immediately let his bladder and bowels loose, filling his diaper with urine and poop. The teacher’s helper beamed.
“Great work! Since you went both, you get the better of the two options.” She handed two preschoolers to Aaron. Both latched onto Aaron’s nipples and began to suckle hungrily. Aaron sighed in relief as the pressure in his breasts began to die down. The teacher’s helper left.
While the preschoolers breastfed, Aaron generated a new sentence on the app.
“The teenager is breastfeeding his classmates.”