Shopping with Mommy was better than shopping with Daddy. Mommy Jess was too excited about getting clothes for herself to mess with Clark and Nick. She ignored them for the most part, something that allowed Clark and Nick to actually doze off in the shopping cart.
Clark and Nick only woke up after Jess had already purchased everything and was changing into one of her new dresses in the bathroom. She emerged from the stall in a bright white sundress that clung to her perfect hourglass figure. To say that the neckline was daring was putting it lightly. Her large breasts were barely covered.
“Aw, I bet you’re happy to see so much of Mommy’s boobs,” Jess cooed at Clark and Nick. She ruffled Clark’s hair. “I bet you want to latch on and get a nice drink.”
“What? No!” Clark squeaked. Jess chuckled. She pushed the shopping cart out of the bathroom.
“Well, that was the most fun I’ve had in a while,” she sighed happily. She spun in a circle. “I don’t know if you even need to fix that gun, Nick. Being a woman is great!” She looked down at her generous bosom. “…What’s on my dress?” There were two damp spots directly above her nipples.
“Uh. Miwk, maybe?” Nick said hesitantly. Jess looked up at him. “I towd you. I don’t know what elthe the gun did.”
“Hmm.” Jess turned away and carefully slipped one of the straps of her dress off her shoulder. She gasped. “No. Way.”
“Ith it miwk?” Clark asked. Jess turned back to face them. She nodded. “Weiwd.”
“Weird, but good.” Jess grinned deviously. “Mommy’s been a bit too focused on herself. She needs to give her baby boys some attention.” Jess pulled the cart over to a nearby bench. She took Clark and Nick out of the cart and held them on her lap. “Mommy’s little boys are probably hungry,” she cooed. Jess slipped off the straps of her dress, baring her breasts. She held Clark to one breast and Nick to the other. “Drink up.”
“Don’t wanna,” Clark said, twisting his face away from Jess’s nipple.
“We’re not going home until my babies are all fed,” Jess said firmly. “Clearly, they need some sustenance.”
“But-” Clark started.
“Your brother’s drinking Mommy’s milk,” Jess said. Clark looked over at Nick. Sure enough, Nick had latched onto Jess’s other nipple and was suckling intensely. “Do it, Clark,” Jess hissed. Clark closed his eyes. Jess guided her nipple into Clark’s mouth. Some sort of instinct took over. He latched on and began to drink, first reluctantly, but then eagerly, as the sweet breastmilk filled his belly. “Good boy, Clark.”