Ben held Amy’s hand as she breathed. Several long weeks had lead up to this moment and, while the near constant lactation hadn’t stopped, she was far too high to care...
She had been in labor for nearly five hours and wasn’t quite dilated enough to free their daughter. Her nipples, all four of them, squirted milk each time she tensed up. The second pair had fully developed into near perfect clones of the pink peaks on the breasts above, each now raised slightly on the beginnings of what might be described as A-cups.
It had been a popular topic at the hospital, though very few doctors had actually seen them. Milk soaked the fabric and ran down her stomach, but that was hardly noticeable. A variety of drugs kept her somewhere between pain and euphoria.
Another few hours passed and she was finally dilated enough to give birth. It barely took ten minutes for their daughter to emerge screaming, healthy and normal. Though the nurse did point out that she had two birthmarks on her uppertorso, oddly similar her mother’s unique condition...
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12 years later
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“Erica, Dad said to hurry up!” Tim yelled.
“Give me a minute...” She replied with a hint of concern in her voice.
Like her mother, she had four nipples, each functional according to their pediatrician. It hadn’t ever really been an issue until she hit puberty. Mom’s second set was small; hardly noticeable in most cloths. Erica wasn’t quite so lucky. When her chest began to develop, all of them grew; budding into four noticeable lumps. For now, she could hide her assets in baggy shirts and jackets, but continued growth would make it impossible to keep them hidden for much longer.
It was concerning, but not nearly as troublesome as what she had learned earlier that day...