52. I Put My Hand Upon Your Tit; When I Milk, You Milk, We Milk
Sunday Morning
Maddie's mind wandered as she drove toward Tina's home. Leila was on the phone in the passenger seat, having a conversation in Farsi with her mother, who had demanded a call to check in after somehow learning that she'd skipped a few classes during their impromptu camping trip. Although Mrs. Behzadi probably didn't know about the camping part, Maddie hoped.
The sweet taste of Leila's milk lingered in her mouth, and Maddie found herself daydreaming about marriage and a big, pregnant bunny girl to adore. A similar scenario had been playing in her sleep, and it had been the mental image of Leila in labor that had shocked Maddie awake, and probably contributed to her need for some comfort nursing in the aftermath of the unsettling image. "This is probably just some kind of residual effect of the whole Ruth situation, and maybe all the milk stuff, too," she muttered quietly to herself, sure that her girlfriend wouldn't be able to hear it over her mother's loud voice in her ear.
The imaginary pregnant Leila had apparently taken up residence in Maddie's brain, however, as she found herself unable to think about anything else for very long. She was grateful that Sunday morning traffic in their area wasn't very heavy, with her distraction getting worse the longer she pondered things. Madelyn couldn't remember the exact wording of the trait Leila had developed alongside her hypersensitivity, but it had something to do with hyperfertility. Obviously Leila wasn't going to get pregnant from anything they did with each other, but perhaps she'd be willing to undergo artificial insemination, and if so, perhaps her trait would help make the procedure successful.
Maddie realized her pussy was leaking onto her seat, which made her suddenly aware of her total nudity. She gasped in momentary shock, but upon further reflection, it seemed almost inevitable. Clearly she'd exposed herself to Cassie's contagious nudism long enough or often enough that she'd developed an advanced case, presumably just like Dana and Miguel. Maddie had to struggle to keep both hands on the wheel, fighting an insistent urge to finger herself for succumbing to permanent nudity, and especially for not even realizing it at first.
Leila finally disconnected the call just as they were returning to Tina's complex. "Wow, what an earful. And I say that with full knowledge of how much more full my ears are now," said the bunny girl, twitching them for emphasis. Maddie smiled at the cuteness more than the feeble joke, and was just about to ask for details when Leila dropped a bit of a bomb. "I went ahead and told them we were dating, by the way."
Maddie wound up double parking as a consequence of her startled reaction to the news, which left her staring incredulously at her girlfriend. "I, um, thought you were really nervous and scared about that?" she tentatively probed.
Sighing heavily, Leila replied, "I was, but after all this craziness with the remote, telling her I'm gay, or gay-ish, seemed pretty tame in comparison. And to be fair, she took it pretty well. Admitted she'd wondered from time to time while I was growing up, but didn't know if it was a rabbit thing or a lesbian thing." Frowning, she said, "I do wonder how the remote was able to affect her memories, either over the phone or long distance or whatever."
"A mystery we might never learn the answer to," said Maddie as she straightened the vehicle out. "But I'm glad it didn't turn into a nightmare for you." Something about the conversation nagged at her brain, as if she'd forgotten an important detail about the device, but after a moment she tried to let the thought go. If it was important, it would resurface in its own good time.
"It still might!" Leila cautioned, "My dad was always the one I was more worried about, and mom made me promise to bring you around to meet them sometime soon."
"Sounds good to me, we can go whenever I get the remote back from Cassie," Madelyn dead-panned as she turned off the car. Seeing Leila's look of disbelieving horror made it impossible to keep a straight face, so she dissolved into laughter and gasped, "Sorry! Sorry, I was just teasing you. I promise I will not bring the remote to meet your parents, or use it on them at any other time. Scout's honor!"
Still looking a little dubious, Leila asked, "Since when were a scout? Or honorable?"
"Hey! No need to impugn my honor, thanks very much. But since you asked: Never," Maddie replied.
Leila scoffed and mumbled, "Thought so," as the two women got out of the car and walked to Tina's door.
"Come on in, it's unlocked!" came Ruth's voice from inside after they knocked. Taking that as a good sign, the girlfriends smiled at each other while they entered the apartment. Leila burst out laughing at the sight that awaited them. Tina was seated at her dining table pumping her breasts, which wasn't hugely shocking. Ruth, however, was facing the door from partway around the table, and the women had contrived to make an improvised high chair for the adult baby using a barstool and a TV tray, lashed together with what appeared to be broom handles and nylons.
Aside from the makeshift furniture, Ruth also appeared somewhat comically dressed. She was back in one of her adult diapers, and somehow or another one of them had acquired a bonnet which she was wearing. A tea towel served as a bib, and she was drinking milk from what looked like a one-liter soda bottle with the label removed.
"Very convincing work!" applauded Maddie once she overcame her initial surprise. "If only you had a rubber nipple for that 'ba-ba' you'd be all set!"
Lending credence to her theory, Maddie's lust flared again at the sight of the absurd tableau, and the wish that she had a real baby to cuddle followed close on its heels. Maddie rubbed her thighs together, feeling the warm slickness, and the action was noticed by everyone else. "Sorry," she said, slightly embarrassed, "I seem to have caught baby fever. Increased libido is one of the symptoms."
"We have some spare diapers if you'd like one," Tina remarked wryly.