A Wet Nurse

Adelheid doesn't stop nursing on your mother's nipple but your mother speaks as though she isn't. "My son, I am sure you are curious as to why I requested you to come here at this time."

You respond flatly, "That's a given."

Beatrice looks slightly irked but it fades, "I have a lot to say so please do be a dear and don't interrupt me." You nod and she begins, "Your step-father and I are planning on having children and plenty of them. Like five or six." If you were drinking water or any kind of liquid, you would have done a spit-take. "But I am also sharing some of the responsibilities of my husband. I helped your father administer Ostgrenze so it is only natural I help your step-father administer Lothelsabourg and thus indirectly help you administer Ostgrenze as well. For that, I will need help. I cannot do it alone."

"Of course, you'll get help, mother. Taking care of a country or any piece of land isn't easy."

"I wasn't done yet." She quickly quips. You maybe King but she is still your mother. "As I was saying, I will need help in taking care of my future babies and I will need a wet nurse."

"I'm sure one or two can be found easily." You remark.

"That is true. The world does not lack woman who have recently born children. But what the world does lack is women who have recently born children who can be trusted. Trusted like Sophie here." As if on cue, Sophie comes out of wherever she was hiding. You are stunned when you take a gander at her.

She is completely naked and bare. Her long auburn hair was the only thing hiding her nipples from view. But the circumference was plain for you to see. One hand clamped over her womanhood. She was blushing furiously. Her cute and mousy face red and even her upper chest flared. "Sophie and I have discussed this all day and she has agreed to conceive your child so that her breasts will produce milk to not only nurse the child she bears but for mine as well."

You remain silent however.

"What, don't tell me you do not find Sophie attractive?!" Beatrice demands.

You reply, "Well that's not actually-"

"What, are you afraid of having a bastard? Duchess Eliza will give you on soon, will she not?"

"Mother!" You snap, "I find Sophie to be very attractive." You send Sophie a hungry gaze while saying so.

"Then I don't see a problem. Don't concern yourself with that. Sophie will have the baby but you don't have to worry about it if you don't want to. Take Sophie to bed and impregnate her." She keeps Adelheid suckling on her with one arm as she makes her way to Sophie.

Beatrice bounces Sophie's remarkable left bosom in her hand, "I want her plump breasts even larger. Swollen, heavy and engorged with milk." She twists and turns Sophie's large pink nipple in her fingers. It and the other nipple hardened from her ministrations and Sophie whimpered. "Milk should squirt out of her teats the next time I squeeze them." She releases the girl's nipple with one last scratch from her sharp nail. "She is a virgin, innocent and pure. That should boost your ego and provide encouragement."