>>30518344Fauna switches on the light, bathing her room in a warm glow. You're happy to be out of the dark, at least, but you can't stop shaking in terror even with mommy holding you tight. She gently rubs your head as she sits at the edge of her bed, where she lifts you up to take a better look at you. You're fighting back tears. Fauna smiles.
"Are you hungry?"
The question gives you pause for a moment. Why would she feed you so late at night? Fauna giggles when she sees your confusion.
Gently lowering you onto her lap, she pulls up her pajamas to reveal her bare chest. The prospect of feeding would normally excite you, but you're too scared. She lifts you up, drawing you towards her breast.
"Open wide!"
But you can't! Your lips are pursed in a whimper, as though opening them would let loose a torrent of despair. Undeterred, she brings you even closer, rubbing her nipple against your lip, teasing out a droplet of milk. Maybe you should-
*BOOOOOOOM!!!*
Not again! You can't help it! You cry out in terror!
"UUUUU!!! UUUUUUUUU-mmf!"
Suddenly mommy shoves her breast into your mouth! For a moment, you give a muffled whimper of protest. That's before you feel her nipple on your tongue, before you taste the first drops of milk running down your throat. Your feeble cry becomes a moan of pleasure. Instinct takes over. You begin suckling mommy's sweet, delicious milk.
"There you go! Isn't that better!"
Your eyes are still shut, tears already drying. With her nipple on your tongue, you start to squeeze with your mouth, letting it fill with milk. You gulp it down as fast as you can suckle. You weren't hungry before, but the soothing sensation of mommy's breast, the honeyed taste of her milk...
Your terrified quaking has settled into a fearful shiver. You know that you're safe with mommy... but you're still scared... Fauna caresses you, evidently feeling your worry.
"It's okay... Mommy still has a trick up her sleeve... Just sit there, relax, and drink up..." she whispers. "Mommy'll take care of the rest."
You give a curious mewl, partly opening your eyes to see what she means.
With a soft giggle, she takes off your nightcap, letting your leaves unfurl atop your head. She rests her hand against the base of your stem.
"Don't worry, my cute little sapling. Mommy'll make you feel all better."
