Marcia’s stomach rumbled again. Unable to override her hunger, Marcia pressed herself against Lilith’s chest. She wrapped her lips around one of Lilith’s nipples. The first attempt to suckle failed to produce any milk. Marcia scowled. She switched to Lilith’s other breast, latched on, and sucked. Warm, creamy milk began to flow from the succubus’ nipple. Marcia closed her eyes as she gulped the milk down.
After drinking for a little while, Marcia decided to try the first breast again. This time, she was able to successfully feed from it. Once her belly was finally full, she let go of the nipple and closed her eyes, falling asleep again.
When Marcia woke up, she was once again on her back, her diaper being changed.
“Good morning, sweetie,” Lilith cooed. She poked Marcia’s nose playfully. “Someone breastfed from me during the night!”
“…I got hungry,” Marcia mumbled.
“You should have woken me up to feed you something other than succubus milk. You’re lucky that you seem to have had a milder reaction to my milk. You’ve gotten a bit older! I’d say you’re around six right now.”
“I have?” Marcia said eagerly. Lilith nodded. “That’s great!” She frowned. “Then, why are you putting me in a diaper again?”
“My friend Carla, she came by with some clothes that would fit your new size, and did a quick checkup while you were sleeping. Your maturity is uneven. Your biological age increased, but your potty training didn’t, and your diet actually regressed. You can’t digest solid food right now. You’ll need to either breastfeed or bottle feed until your situation gets fixed.”
“…Oh.” Marcia sighed. “Of course my problem wouldn’t be solved so easily.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out,” Lilith said cheerfully. She sat Marcia up. “But we will have to do this one issue at a time. Which one do you want to tackle first?”