Her new mommy.

Joanne felt a rumbling in her tummy. She was thirsty and saw how much the baby was enjoying her mommy's milk. She wanted some to.

She walked up to the mommy and poked her shoulder to get her attention. The woman did not look up.

"I told you I have the right to feed my son in public if I chose so, so go away."

Not caring about what she was talking about, Joanne crouched until the woman's breasts were at eye level. She looked at the unoccupied breast, still censored by that half of the nursing bra, and suddenly cupped it.

The woman jerked away, started.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Joanne ignored her still, seeing the woman's exposed nipple (the cup having in did itself when the woman jerked away as she was touching it) and immediately attached her lips to the darkened bead, tasting the milk.

The woman was not happy, shoving the adult baby off of her onto the ground.

"I'm getting security!"

The baby in her arms stopped suckling as it starting whimpering from its mother's shouting and moving. Joanne sat up, pouting from the mommy's aggression.

"You're mean mommy!"

Joanne stood up and suddenly connecting lips with the woman. Her eyes flashed pink briefly, her breasts swelling slightly to adjust to the adult baby's appetite. The diaper bag swelled slightly too, packing itself with diapers in Joanne's size as well as the baby's.

When Joanne ended the kiss, the woman turned her attention to the crying baby in her arms.

"Oh no no no, it's okay Jeramy. Mommy's here. You're okay," as she pressed the baby back to her breast, newly replenished with milk from her transformation as it pacified the fussy baby.

The woman turned back to Joanne.

"Silly me, I almost forgot. Is my baby girl hungry too?"

Joanne nodded her head 'yes'. The woman sat back down as the adult baby climbed onto her lap and positioned herself before she went back to feeding. As the woman stroked her hair, Joanne disconnected her lips and curled her legs inward. She grunted and pushed hard, pooping herself as she laid on the woman's lap. When she finished, she sighed contently before returning to her feeding.