Amber remembered how her mom had only fed her formula instead of breastfeeding her. With this sentence, she had a chance to finally experience being breastfed. She changed “bearded” to “breastfeeding”. Her other dad, aka the one who had been her dad all along, suddenly sprouted an enormous chest. Amber gaped at the size of his breasts.
“Ooh, Larry, my breasts really need to be emptied,” Amber’s dad moaned. Her mom-turned-dad, apparently named Larry now, pulled the car over and stopped it.
“Go ahead and feed Amber right now, Terry. She could use a treat for having such a good day at daycare,” Larry said. Terry got out of the car to take Amber out of her car seat. He then brought Amber back to the passenger seat with him. His male-designed polo shirt and suit jacket had changed to become a female-designed button-down and blazer. Terry unbuttoned his shirt and blazer, revealing that he wasn’t wearing a bra underneath.
“Drink up, sweetie,” Terry said sweetly, holding Amber up to one of his enormous breasts. Slightly overwhelmed by how large her dad’s breasts were, Amber was a bit hesitant at first, but quickly latched on. She drank hungrily. Making it so that Terry was lactating was a good move. Breastfeeding was amazing.