Let's make it legit! (Tall & Assertive Melanie Edition)

Going through the courts to have Melanie become your legal mother might not be necessary. As far as you know, while it's possible to adopt an adult, people usually only do so for financial reasons like inheritance.

For the most part, it's just a formality. Yet, the idea of changing your name and committing to becoming her son legally does carry enough weight for you to consider it as a worthwhile measure.

You could also use it as a chance to corrupt the court system.

Convinced, you grin and then pose a question back at her, no longer hiding your desire. Since she has already committed to the idea of adopting you, the door is open enough to establish the kind of relationship you want.

"Yes, Melanie... I think I'd like that. So, you'll breastfeed me just like you're doing with your daughter, right?"

Judging by Melanie's expression, that may have been too forward--But rather than outright reject you, she narrows her eyes questioningly. "Aren't you too old for that?"

You nod, figuring it would be too easy if she had just accepted something like that. Naturally, she seems a little weirded out, but not so much to make her reconsider adopting you yet.

Thinking carefully, you smile without revealing the excitement behind your eyes. "I don't think so. Plus, we have to establish our bond emotionally, right?"

Melanie stares at you for a moment before she closes her eyes and sighs with some annoyance. "Fine, I understand. Look, we can talk more about the arrangement later, but why don't you come with me to my home? There's a lot we're going to have to sort out, and I have some calls to make."

You can't believe how easily this woman is going with the flow. You definitely hit the jackpot with Melanie--But at the same time, her vague explanation makes you wonder if she already has some sort of plan in mind.

"Um, sure, but what do you--"

Your words halt in your throat as Melanie jumps up from the park bench. It creaks as she stands, and it becomes obvious that Melanie isn't just large in the chest: your shadow that previously loomed over her quickly shrinks in perspective to her stature. You guess that she's somewhere between two to three feet above your height. The park benches were deceptively low, and so you never noticed until now--Plus, she was leaning back as she breastfed Hannah.

Your face says it all to Melanie, who grins right back. "I get that a lot. No need to be worried though, alright?"

"I, uh..."

You forgot what you were about to say, but it doesn't matter to Melanie as she grabs your hand. Her eyes shine warmly at you while she holds Hannah close with her other arm, still nursing her like it's no big deal.

"Well? Shall we, John?"