Antyny got a horse and decided to started travelling without any delay. He did not want to keep these breasts, after all. Jasper was in a basket, wrapped in blankets. The former prince was fuming. Whereas he had been used to traveling in pomp and luxury, with all possible forms of entertainment, whether fools, concubines or delicacies, he was now left with nothing as a baby swaddled within a basket! What an utter boredom! And but worse, he was stuck with a male wetnurse! A muscular man with jiggling breasts full of milk for him that was an estranged friend and that thought he was an actual baby! Jasper could only stare at the sky and clouds to amuse himself. Furthermore, he did not want to wait for the movements of the horse to rock him to sleep. Antyny seemed to be expecting that, patting his blankets and asking him repeatedly when he would finally decide to have his nap. He even started to chuck him under the chin and going "Coochie Coochie Coo!". Jasper threatened to have a tantrum and cry at that, which thankfully made Antyny stop. But after a few hours, while the traitor Antyny had decided to go for a shortcut through some deep woods, Jasper felt hungry and his infantile instincts took over. He wailed loudly and the male upon the horse sighed. He grumbled too. Art the very sound of the baby crying out its hunger, his nipples had started leaking! He halted his horse, knowing there was nothing else to do and took out the baby out of its basket. He then sat down under the shade of the trees and pressed the former prince to his new breasts, themselves enlarged even more as they happily produced more milk for their precious charge. Much to his own disgust, Jasper could not help being attracted to them, salivating at the meal coming towards him. His hungry belly obviously did not care the source was from a male!
"As demanding as your princely father, eh?" chuckled Antyny. "I hope you'll grow up to be not as snotty as him. In fact, if I was an actual wenurse, keeping you would be a fine idea, as you're of royal heritage and all that..."
Jasper then suckled and grab a tit with all his puny might. The delating pressure made Antyny moan very loudly as he finally felt some release. Once the baby had eaten its fill, he burped it. The baby yawned making it look adorable indeed.
"You're cute," Antyny laughed. "If I didn't know any better, I might be interested in keeping you..."
He did not notice Jasper frowning. The idea of Antyny being his father didn't really appeal to him.
"That could be arranged," said an old voice.
Before he knew it, Antyny was surrounded with bars of light around him, keeping him and the baby prisoners as surely as though they were forged in steel. An old woman dressed in a shabby shawl and an old raggedy dress stepped out of the woods, a glint of malice in her eyes and a toothless grin.
"A male wetnurse and strangers smacking of magic," she laughed. "Now THAT you don't see every day."
The witch was a powerful one and she had sensed and guessed the spells affecting both individuals. She could also surmise that the grown male was unaware of the babe's actual nature. She smiled wider. Oh, dealing with these trespassers would be good fun!