Jasper, then Jess, now Julianna, finally felt in control of her body. To a certain extent, at least. The devilish cream that had clouded her mind was no longer being used on her, as Anya didn't pack it. But Anya failed to adjust the compulsion charm upon her before sending them off, meaning that Julianna was stuck acting like a baby girl. She knew she would have to find a way to get around the charm at some point. For now, though, she was satisfied to have her mind clear and be on her way to getting her proper self back.
Gwynna moaned slightly, massaging her breasts. Julianna rolled her eyes. She knew what was going on. Gwynna's breasts needed to be drained. Julianna pawed at Gwynna's chest, hoping to get the message across. Gwynna looked down at her with wide eyes.
"Oh...I have too much milk," she whispered. She clumsily unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her breasts. Julianna eagerly latched on. Oh, how she missed this! Anya had weaned her when she was Jess. But she got such joy from suckling fresh, warm, sweet breast milk. Gwynna switched breasts. Julianna happily drained the other one as well. Gwynna burped her and placed her back in her sling.
Julianna awoke hours later. She was in a crib in an inn room. But more importantly, she was in a dirty diaper. She wailed at the top of her lungs. Gwynna rushed over. She wrinkled her nose.
"I see why you were crying." One diaper change later, Julianna was once again feeding from Gwynna. This was the life, truly, on a journey. All her needs met. But then Gwynna said something that made her scowl in frustration. "I wonder how much of you is Prince Jasper and how much is a baby. You behave only as you appear. It makes one question if you are even aware of...well, anything."
As Gwynna burped Julianna, Julianna fumed and schemed. She had to figure something out.