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“dear me, you’re like a newborn seeking out its next meal.” dottore mused out, chuckling as you suckled on his nipple- flushed and swollen as a result of his newfound divinity. he’d anticipated some bodily alterations apart from the powers he had gained, such as a significant growth to his height and increase in mass to accommodate the former.. but the change in genitalia was certainly new.

the long hair was one of the more normal changes, but the swell of his chest and loss of the weight in his pants was.. certainly not one of the things he had planned for.

curious.

in any case, your were fixated in a way he had never before witnessed. your eyes had almost immediately glued to the stiffened peaks, pushing against the fabric of his clothing in a way that begged to be freed from their tight confines. who was he to deny your pleading gaze when you requested his permission and blessing to drink from his divine ambrosial in such an adorably pathetic way?

and so the fabric dropped from his shoulders with your impatient aid, heavy mounds jostling from the movement for only two bounces before you were already taking one into your hands and parting your lips to suck.

he wasn’t sure why, but it filled him with some strange semblance of satisfaction to see you struggle to hold all of him- and that was merely just the one breast. the other had, sadly, remained untouched for the time being — but he was in no rush. time could be frozen for this moment, and he was happy to take his time when you worshipped his new biology so well.

somewhere along the way, his thigh begun to bounce underneath you, pressing into your nether region in a way that had you sucking harder, nibbling — whimpering, even, from the wave of pleasure you were met with.

it made his lips curl into a wicked grin, watching as your cheeks puffed out with the overwhelming amount of milk that flooded your mouth along with the flesh that you took in ever so greedily.

eventually you had remembered the other breast, which had almost pressed into your cheek as a reminder to divide your attention more evenly. it’d be a waste, after all, and quite a pain to brush against his clothing once more with the chance of leaking into it. you were in too deep with the job, it’d be a shame to not finish it properly.

and so, with a deal of great reluctance, your lips detached with an echoing pop, trailing over to the next breast to repeat your ministrations.

something dottore could only hum lightly to, pleased to be relieved of this newfound strain in his chest through eager lips and that insatiable hunger of yours to do something about it.

slipping his fingers into your hair, it took little strength to push you to take more of him, a low laugh tumbling from his lips as he watched your eyes gloss with tears through each suck. “through your nose, my dear, and don’t spill too much. no one else will receive the privilege you have, so be grateful of what your new god have given you.”

notes. mmgh.. tiddies.. sorry that was super yummy to write, now if you’ll excuse me — i will be going to bed with my sheets cold<3

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