A Special Diet

[Author's Note - This is a reader requested story, they've supported the hell out of my main work. It's been awesome to spitball ideas for a fetish that lacks of lot of the literature :) This genre isn't my forte but I reallyu hope you guys like it as much as I had fun collaborating, to write this]

"Jayden.... Jayden!!! Oh God, you look like !"

I opened my blurry eyes, unsure of why I was gazing in to the depths of some bountiful cleavage. Was... was I on the floor? Had I fainted? What was that noise? As I became more and more aware of my surrounding I realised I was, in fact, on the ground, I must have fainted, my head felt like it was on fire... and those glorious orbs of bountiful breast belonged to my mother.

"Urgh... " groggily I went to sit up. How hard had I collapsed?! My head was pounding.

"Jayden, sweetie, we have to get you to the hospital!" I knew that was my mother but I didn't know why she sounded so alarmed.

For the brief moment I tore my gaze from my mother's huge udders, I saw my sister, tears falling heavily from her eyes. Even in my confused state that was a sobering sight. I couldn't remember how it was that I had come to faint but I felt hungry... so freakin' hungry!

It was all a blur as, who I assume were, paramedics came and went. Truth be told I was a little frightend, it can't have been very long but I couldn't remember how I had gotten in the ambulance and it felt like mere seconds before the blinding fluorescent lights dominated my vision. The hell was happening? I looked at the blurry figure of what I had to assume was my mother. She was almost every milf stereotype going. She had that slim thick body, huge tits, a fat ass and face that screamed bimbo whore. The blonde bombshell was the perfect image of a milf. The only difference was that she was as innocent as they came, prim and proper without fault. It was as I stared at this goddess of a woman that I failed to notice the frumpy blue blur plunge, what I can only assume was, a needle into my arm.

The darkness claimed me, once again.

***

I don't know how long it had been but it must have been a while. The only noises I could hear was a steady bleeping noise.

*Bleep*

*Bleep*

*Bleep*

"Urgh" I stirred.

"He's awake, he's awake!" the voices sounded like my mother and sister but I still didn't have the strength to open my eyes. It was only as I felt some mountianous bosom press into my shoulder that I knew it had to, at least, be my mother.

The relief in their faces was incredible, the emotion, the passion... it was all so overwhelming. It wasn't long before a ridiculously diverse range of questions were flung at me by the white jacketed doctors. How could anything that warreted such a response have happened to me?! I was only 20! It was only when I refused to answer them until someone told me what was what that I got an inkling about how serious this truly was. I was a wreck! emaciated and drawn out I looked like I was a victim of the third Reich...

When only a single doctor was left in the room with my beautiful mother and sister, they began to tell me the whole story. I had a condition. A condition that would alter not just my life and not just my families... this first case of anal-mouth dietary requirement could impact everyone.