It is called ‘colostrum’.”Me – “I don’t understand.”Di – “Milk production starts when we are a few months due. At first, it’s not ...exactly milk but in its initial stages. It develops as milk around the time of delivery.”I nodded my head.Me – “But I thought it was supposed to stop after… I mean… the miscarriage.”Di – “It was. That is the reason we went to meet the doc. She said that in some cases, the body doesn’t recognize the miscarriage and continues to produce.” (with a sad face0Me – “Oh!”Di. She smiled and said "you may havetomorrow off." As she said that she injected it into my soft firm ass. Thelast thing I remember was her smile and then I was asleep.I woke up in the morning at about 4:00 in the evening, rubbed my eyeslooked at the clock and panic set in I missed the breakfast time, then Iremembered her last words "You may have tomorrow off", I sighed withrelief and laid back down. When I did I could feel the massive weight ofmy new breasts on my chest. I slid my baby doll off. She knew about my foot fetish and I couldn't wait to see her when she walked of the plane with her long hair, hourglass figure and those feet! I can't remember anything else about what she wore, but the shoes and exact color of her polish are etched in my memory banks. She had promised me unlimited access to them in our emails and phone calls, and as we waited for her luggage I couldn't get the image of those toes and heels dripping with my jizz out of my mind; I found myself absentmindedly. "Whores like you get what theydeserve."The nails are outrageous ... nearly an inch long and deep red.We head for the bedroom where I am instructed to sit in a chair placedin the middle of the room. My feet are bound to both of the chair's legsand my wrists secured by handcuffs underneath one of the arms. I'malready fairly helpless, but my mobility has yet to see its greatestrestraint. Needles are pushed through each earlobe, followed by largehoop earrings. Fishing line (where the hell did that.