Security First - and helping Amber while you're at it

You sigh. No sense in leaving Amber hanging... Unless..?

"Well fine, but don't forget to plan our date thanks to your pearly predicament." You say to her as you turn back to the notebook.

This is a risky move, but... putting it in for only where I am will be like declaring my location to the other book user... Well, if the other two are even books.

Under 'The World', he wrote:

"Old rule: A chemical compound made in the year 2000, marketed as D-Lact, which decreases a lactating woman's lactation (how much decrease depending on the amount had) is a common commodity available worldwide, and possessing fake D-Lact is a crime."

A ripple went through the world, and you get the distinct feeling that two powerful forces clashed before one won out.

You turn around and see Amber tapping away at the laptop, her nipples coated with an alabaster liquid .

Did it not work? but she isn't drinking right now, so...

"Hey Amber, when did you last have some D-Lact?"

Amber looks up at you, responding "Yesterday. We ran out, remember? And I can't be bothered to go get some right now, I'm fine as is."

But what about... "And the other three?"

Amber rolls her eyes at that. "Please, as if anyone in this house cares about it... Hell, I think Rach gets off on lactating..."

Oh, that is interesting.

As she turns back to her computer, you think over what to do next.

Okay, so what I'm up against is: Dissertation on Life, which deals with biology - actually, it's wisest to consider it can play around with life in general, and the Lexicon of the Unknown, which governs secrets.

So, let's try this:

"Old rule: Humans are aware that reality-altering books relating to Life and Secrets exist"

"The modification of anything relating to the Books of Power is beyond the powers of any one individual Book of Power."

Huh. Well, in hindsight you should have thought it over better, but eh.

If the protagonist skips the plot through bullshit, then there would be no campfire stories to tell, Keikaku's carried out or Insurmountable Challenges TM surmounted.

Suddenly, you are startled as a bang sounds somewhere near you. You look up, to find that it is Vanessa, Nude as the day she was born, pearly white orbs beading atop her generous chest-pillows.

She looks at Amber, who's giggling maniacally as she types, sighs and turns to you "I don't wanna know. Hey Vince, do you know where the breast pump is?"

You **** on your saliva at that, coughing and stuttering - "You-Wha-PUMP?!"

Vanessa giggles at your expression, and mischievously narrows her eyes at you "Yes, a big, hard pump with thick, rubbery pouches for sucking all the cream out of us."

A groan instinctively sounds out from you, even as she stares smugly at you, pushing her voluptuous chest out with pride.

"No I don't, Vanessa."

With a giggle, she turns around and skips out of the room, her rump jiggling as she did. Damn.

You look lethargically at the clock -whoa it's almost 10 already? Where has the time gone?

"Amber, it's 10 o'clock, so let's go eat" you say, but the automatic '5 minutes' and the continued mad cackling did not inspire much confidence.

You sigh and leave her, knowing from your second memory set that she will probably be there a while in that state.