Carrie walked around the store bouncing John on her shoulder as she walked. She continued to coo at him and tell him everything was going to be all right. John started to settle down but after a few minutes would open his eyes and the nightmare would start again.
One of the girls walked up to her holding a pacifier and said: "Here this might calm him down. Or you could always try to feed him" Carrie put the pacifier to John's mouth. He fought it and she finally gave up.
"I guess he's hungry but I don't have any food for him"
"Don't worry, you could buy a bottle and formula on aisle number three. Or you can pick up a nursing bra and breast feed him yourself like most of the young mothers."
"What? But I'm not lactating."
"You don't have to be lactating. As soon as you put on the bra, your breasts will fill and be ready to feed your baby."
"Haa, He'd like that. He always was a breast man. Where are the bras?"
"Oh right this way. Any bra you try will fit. Your breast will grow or shrink to fill the bra."
"Wow that's convenient." Carried picked up a bra that was twice her size and asked the girl to hold John while she tried it on. A few minutes later she returned with a large smile on her face and breasts that would drive men crazy. She reached for John and said: "Here little man. Mama has something for you." John looked confused and yet when he saw Carrie's chest all he could do was stare. Carrie walked over to a rocking chair and sat down ready to nurse her baby. She picked up a baby blanket on the way. A few minutes later John was completely occupied.