A Happy Ending

Ultramom did her patrolling. Without Ultraboy to worry over, she did better than usual.

Ultraboy got to work fixing the prisoners and testing his mother's milk. It was mother's milk, most literally and most figuratively. He grew stronger, as did Ultramom, as her milk worked on her too.

The two of them worked, played and lived together, stronger than ever, they turned the city into a utopia, as Ultraman and Ultrawoman. In time, most people forgot that they were mother and son, something their affect helped with.

As for Dr. Bluder, he needed a constant supply of Ultrawoman milk, so he made a few...alterations to her, such that the milk she produced was identical to that produced by Ultrawoman. He?d offered to cure her, under pressure (of the most pleasant kind from Ultrawoman) but she wanted to remain on the machine (Ultraman had been worried that she'd **** into a mass without exercise, but the machine stimulated her muscles, keeping her fit, fitter in fact than she'd ever been), spending her days in a daze of orgasm, as little more than a milk cow.

There was a reason she'd inflicted such on others, it was her kink and receiving was even better than giving. Everyone was happy, despite the taboo nature of...well...everything.