EPILOGUE (Part 1)

At first, Herta’s response was to not worry. To faithfully wait two days, as expected.

Two days flew by as s*x distracted her, and this time, Herta’s words proved to be true.

Her milk had stopped coming in.

Initially, there were a few more ejections, but then the amount decreased significantly. And now, the milk had completely dried up.

“It’s not coming out, is it?”

“Nope.”

Dian, as if wanting to confirm, vigorously sucked on her br*ast.

“Mmm…….”

After taking the new potion, Dian observed the changes in her milk from beginning to end. He noticed her changes even before she did. It was natural, considering he had been nursing directly all day.

He moved his lips to the side and sucked deeply on the other br*ast, ready to draw out any milk that might be hiding there. Despite applying a bit of pressure, he couldn’t get any milk to come out.

With a loud pop, his lips separated cleanly. There was no trace of milk.

“It’s really not coming out.”

The corners of her mouth turned up in a smile.

“Hooray!”

They hugged each other and rejoiced.

“The milk has stopped!”

Truly, a sense of relief washed over her. She had been anxious about whether the milk would continue to flow, but thankfully, such a mishap did not occur.

“Thank God.”

“It seems the ingredients from the previous potion didn’t get expelled.”

The two days of diligently drinking water had paid off.

“Yeah, it seems like everything has been expelled now. How’s your body?”

“It feels great!”

“Hahaha.”

Along with the relief, there was a sense of freedom and excitement. No more uncomfortable clothes, no more changing halfway through, no more leaking, and she was free to go out. It felt like liberation from all sorts of worries and constraints.

On the bed, still n*ked, they embraced each other before letting go. Dian gently examined and touched her chest. Soft and smooth, with no moisture, just pliable br*asts.

“My chest was like this before the healing ritual.”

Naturally, it was far from lactating.

“I see. It’s really beautiful.”

He leaned down and softly kissed her lips. Even though she wanted to dance with joy, Dian’s face looked somehow sad.

“Is it because the milk isn’t coming out? You seem a little disappointed…”

“Not at all.”

He looked up, surprised.

“It’s not that, I was just thinking about what you’ve had to go through. It must have been uncomfortable for you when the milk was flowing.”

“Well, yeah, I guess so.”

“You remember when you came back from the wedding, startled?”

“Yeah, my milk leaked through my dress…….”

Ugh, just thinking about it made me dizzy. It’s bad enough that I leaked, but I almost let people know I was breastfeeding.

“When unexpected side effects occurred, your br*asts were tender and sore.”

“I was on the threshold of having mastitis, but after you sucked on them, I felt better.”

She also raised her hand to touch her chest. It felt strange not having milk after it had been flowing for over a month.

“What should I do for you?”

“Huh?”

“I want to do something for you, but you really can’t think of anything?”

That same conversation again.

“I’m telling you, there really isn’t. Does it mean our relationship is lacking something?” 

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to say anything because she didn’t want to put pressure on him. She just thought, for Dian’s peace of mind, she should try to come up with something. But no matter how much she thought about it, nothing came to mind.

“You being healthy again is enough for me. And…”

“And?”

Lately, she felt like she was receiving gifts every day. He caressed her body with such care and attention. There seemed to be no place that could escape Dian’s touch, lips, and tongue. She especially loved the way he licked between her thighs, a sweet, melting sensation that made her heart beat faster.

“You’re so affectionate with me.”

“That was my wish.”

She slapped his strong pecs in embarrassment.

“Anyway, there’s nothing I want or wish for. I’m perfectly happy right now. But… it does feel strange now that the milk isn’t coming out.”

Naturally, steering the conversation back, he touched her chest again. His hand brushed over and intertwined with hers on top of her chest.

“They weren’t supposed to come out at all. I’m so glad you’re better, but I think I’ll miss them just a little bit now that I know it’s over.”

Does recovery make one feel full?

Still, she loved the smell of her milk, even if it was her own, and she loved the sensation of Dian nursing on it. It was different from just sucking on it.

“It’s not over…….”

He whispered earnestly.

“Huh?”

What does that mean? 

She asked, eyes wide. His embarrassed expression made her more curious.

“When we have a b*by someday, it’ll come out again.”

“A b*by?!”

“I thought you said you wanted to have a b*by someday?”

“Oh.”

‘What about you? Are you going to have a b*by?’

‘If the person I marry wants to. Yeah, someday?’

“Well, yeah.”

She’d vaguely thought she’d be a mother someday, but she hadn’t thought about it specifically. Dian was making it a certainty that ‘they’ would have a b*by. 

How far had he thought this through…

“Hmmm, hmmm. Certainly, if we have a b*by, the milk will come out again.”

Yeah, I had thought experiencing breastfeeding this time would be helpful in the future. It wasn’t really over. 

He nodded brightly.

“So don’t feel bad.”

“Are you still going to suck me off then?”

……Sh*t.

She asked without thinking, then blushed afterward. She kept feeling embarrassed… Dian laughed softly and kissed her chest.

“Of course, I’ll nurse again.”

“But, at that time, the b*by should be the one eating…”

“Hmm…”

His lips wandered around her br*ast. With smooth movements like flowing water, he laid her down and leaned over her torso. It felt like a mighty beast was licking the br*ast. He raised a hand and gently stroked her silky hair. He lifted his head as if remembering something.

“There’ll be plenty for the b*by to eat. The b*by will eat, and I’ll drink the rest.”

“Ahaha.”

Well, that was… quite odd, but it also made some sense. 

Surely, she would need to produce a lot of milk.

“Okay. We’ll see when the time comes, hmm…” 

His lips left a mark as they descended. He seemed to be giving her another gift. She willingly spread her thighs wide open. The softest tongue in the world touched between her thighs.