I decided to give them some of my nourishing milk that I had let accumulate for several weeks. I placed my nipple on the edge of the tank, putting my voluminous breasts on display for all of the aquarium’s inhabitants. I imagined for a moment the marvellous view they had of my colossal, mountainous breasts with the capacity for millions of inhabitants to settle inside them. I proceeded to squeeze my left nipple with my fingers until I excreted a few drops of my divine milk. To the little ones down there, those little drops would be millions of gallons to them.
The milk drops fell into a crater in the middle of the aquarium. I watched as the milk seeped into the crater, filling cracks leading into the rivers and seas. This crater is known as Mount Lactus to the inhabitants. I created it by digging my index finger into an isolated part of the aquarium when I began giving my milk to the little ones. As I have never been pregnant, I take pills to induce lactation. The reason I give them my milk is in response to a problem that occurred not long after I set up the aquarium. The population exploded shortly after the little ones were relocated to their new home, particularly among the Microputian and Lilliputian populations. They were eager to have many, many children to raise in peace now that they no longer had to worry about the dangers of the outside world. They were having so many children that the mothers didn’t have enough breastmilk to feed them all. The tearful parents begged for my help. I initially thought of finding a Gulliverian or Brobdingnagian mother to provide me with breastmilk, but I discovered a simpler solution in the form of the lactation pills. It’s a miracle of science, allowing me to produce milk without getting pregnant. That liquid would greatly benefit them all. It is a valuable source of nutrients they will be able to subsist on for weeks.
Then I laid on my bed and continued checking the messages on my smartphone. Hundreds of messages expressing gratitude for my gift began to fill my inbox again followed by hundreds more of adoration and longing to migrate to my body. It took too long to answer even one percent of the messages that came to me.
One message in particular that attracted my attention, the message of a very handsome young man named Ben who thanked me and asked if I would talk to him sometime and allow him leave the aquarium to live on my body, something not unexpected since that was the requests of that sort were very frequent. But what caught my attention was his profile picture that appeared with the message. He looked almost similar to my high school ex Andrew, who I loved very much and spent a few happy years with him, but in the end the relationship didn't work out. I could almost swear it was his brother, something impossible since Andrew was a Prodigan and this guy was a Microputian.
“How is this possible? Could it just be coincidence they look so alike? Or could it be something more...? Hmm... Could a relationship between a Microputian and Prodigan- No! Such a relationship would be impossible. Perhaps I could have little Ben take a DNA test?” I thought to myself, the curiosity to know more about him growing inside of me. This feeling was one I hadn't felt in a long time for someone since I bought my aquarium. So, I agreed to answer him and grant his request for a video call. I would find out if there was more of a resemblance to Andrew than just his appearance.
“Hi little Ben! You know, I'm quite curious about you and I'll gladly grant your wish to have a nice little chat with me. Call me tomorrow night at 8pm. I'll be ready for you” I quickly responded. And then, so as not to lose that excitement I felt, I felt confident to send a message to someone very dear to me.
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