Damon turned to Monica and gingerly took her hands into his," Monica, I love you and I love your beautiful body. When you let me lay down on your lap when you watch TV, you know I love to look at your face from beneath your breasts. However, I desire to be closer to you and certainly more intimate with you. I long for the day when you will remove your top and bra and allow me to see your face from beneath your naked breasts. I want to feel the smoothness of your bare chest upon my cheek. And.....I want to taste of your mother's milk. Monica, may I ask you a question? May I take my meals from your glorious breasts as I stare up at your beautiful eyes? Can I forsake all other sustenance for only the sustenance that you provide?", Asked Damon. "But Damon, an adult can't live on breast milk alone. And even if you could, your stool would be a yellowy mustard looking pudding with what looks like seeds in it. You'd never be able to control your bowels and would need diapers.", said Monica. Damon's reply was,"I'd forsake my teeth and my potty training just to nurse from your beauty and take your motherly nectar within my myself as I gaze into your limitless eyes. "But, Damon, I can't breast feed you. I can't produce milk! And what about when I'm at work? How are you going to deal with going without a meal if I can't get to you?", asked Monica. Madame Illusia inserted herself into the conversation,"Monica, dear, I can give you breasts worthy of not only providing nourishment to your little plaything here, but also give you breasts worthy of being worshiped by him. And as far as being away at work is concerned, there are baby bottles with nipples shaped similar to breasts on the market right now. I can conjure up the bottles, breast pump, bibs, and burp cloths, nursing pads and nursing bras as well as the diapers, changing table, and everything not mentioned that is needed to facilitate a diaper change in order to fulfill your and Damon's desires. I'll even proportionally size the items big enough to accommodate both of you in your new roles if you wish." "Is this really what you want Damon? To give up big boy undies for diapers and teeth for bibs and bottles just so you can stare at, worship, and nurse from my breasts?", asked Monica. Damon started to tear up and cry," It's....it's really what I want, Monica. I love you more than anything else. However, I won't ask Madame Illusia to transform us without your consent." After mentioning his desires, Damon broke down into heaving sobs, he really did love Monica and had really hoped she'd allow him to have his wish. Monica, for her part, felt conflicted. She would probably enjoy the intimacy of breast feeding her boyfriend, but he'd be toothless and incontinent. Plus she'd spend countless hours with a pump expressing her milk for when she was away. And....did she really want to change diapers?.....or would Damon change is own. Changing diapers would be more work for Monica, but it also meant more bonding time with her boyfriend. Maybe she could ask Madame Illusia to help her not be bothered by the smell of a soiled diaper. She didn't know what to decide and so she mulled things over for a bit until she came to her conclusion.