Milk Witch Saga

Chapter 3
Daycare and Milk

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Chapter Description: The finally will the mechivious milk witch be regressed by the black milk and forever be messing her diaper?

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Matilda the mother of the newly convicted felon of the milk witches sat at her desk as a buzzer was sounded right from outside her door, “Come in...” she said coldly. Another milk witch walked in with the felon in question, “Little baby Fiona has a dirty diaper...” said the witch in a sing song voice. The witch bounced the girl up and down on her hip before placing her down on a changing station in the rear of Matilda’s office.

Matilda growled, “Why did you bring her here then?” she asked with an ice cold glare. The witch shrugged, “Everyone thought you’d like to be the one to change her, that and get a little time in of her playing in your office before… Well you know.” She said as she sat down in a chair.

Matilda got up and moved to the changing station, “I could certainly do without changing dirty diapers every five minutes...” she said as she started to remove the sweat pants. The other witch watched mildly amused, “Oh come on don’t you still love her?” Matilda raised the girls legs after untaping the diaper and started to wipe, “This girl has been a thorn in my side for years...” she said.

Throughout her life Fiona was rather rebellious to her mother, who would often times regress her daughter just to have something easier to control. It became evently clear that feeding her something so sweet when she was bad wouldn’t work, she she started to inject a foul tasting liquid into her breasts in order to punish her daughter.

For some reason though her rebellious spirit was never broken, no matter how many diapers she messed or boob fuls of the disgusting liquid she drank. Now all those years had come to this, Matilda powdered the girl as she sucked her pacifier looking wide eyed up at her mother. For three years this girl had been on the run, every so often hitting places like the school and turning many functioning people into large lactating toddlers.

As Matilda taped on the fresh diaper she smiled, now she was caught in her own web, unable to escape, and soon to be put with the rest of her chaos in the holding area below the castle that served to house the milk witches. Though not before she’s permanently regressed by the black milk. A relic of the first mad milk which, the milk regresses milk witches like their milk regresses normal people. It was reserved for only the most defiant felons of them all.

Matilda pulled the girl’s sweat pants on, an easier task as she didn’t put the girl into a nighttime diaper. She then picked her up and handed her to the other witch. After which she sat down and went over the paper she was going over when she was interrupted. The other witch frowned as she received the regressed girl, she got up to leave when she decided to leave the girl here.

She leaned down and dropped the girl onto her hands and knees and gave her bum a little tap before leaving. Fiona started to crawl around, unbenounced to Matilda who was cupping her head at the frustration caused by her work.

About half an hour latter Fiona bumped into a chair getting the attention of her mother, she looked down and as Fiona rounded the corner of her desk sighed. The girl sat up and held her arms out like she wanted to be held. The woman gave the child a ice cold glare but soon gave up as the child simply sat there.

Matilda relented and picked up her daughter and sat her on the arm of the chair as she continued to do her work. Three hours latter along with another diaper change recognition came back to Fiona, “Hiii mummy...” she said thought her pacifier Matilda got up setting the girl to her feet and pushing a button on her desk, “Do you have anything to say for yourself before you’re given the black milk, treasonous scum?” she said glaring at the girl.

The reunion was bitter for both parties, Matilda was glaring at Fiona for the entire time, as if to say, “You’ve brought this on yourself!” meanwhile Fiona, sucking her pacifier gaver her mother a rather mean look as well, almost saying the exact same thing back with a different inflection.

Several milk witches wielding some teleportation nullifiers rushed in to take Foina to the holding cell before the ceremony began. Fiona didn’t pull her pacifier out and tried her best to speak around it, “Bwack milk? Isn’t that the most de-wish-us thing evar? Yipey!” she said to the astonishment of the entire crowd. Matilda started to seethe with rage as the milk witches took her daughter to the black milk chamber.

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Fiona was laid out on a table strapped down still in her little clothing, several witches all watching over her as the ceremony started, It was similar to inmates on death row, there was a big long process to it with many witnesses and the like, which left Matilda time. She stepped down to where the milk was stored, a young milk witch preparing the milk was there humming along.

Matilda walked by and was spotted by the girl, “Oh hello I’m sorry I can’t let you down here, cornel.” she said as she faced the woman. Matilda pushed the girl aside, “I’m not trying to save her, I’m making this a punishment it’s meant to be!” she said as she filled the black bottle with the liquid she had always used to punish her daughter, “Is that a good idea?” asked the girl confused.

Matilda screwed on the nipple to the bottle and picked it up, “It’s never stopped her from regressing at my breasts, what will stop her from fully regressing with it now?” The girl looked scared, on one hand it’d be her responsibility if things went wrong, on the other that would mean crossing cornel Matilda. She backed away and Matilda left, no one ever wanted to cross Matilda, her ice cold stare was enough. Fearing the worst she went to look for a breast pump.

Matilda walked sternly into the area in which her daughter was being held. She clutched the plastic bottle in her hand firmly as she walked into the room, “Cornel Matilda? what happened to the -” They started to say, “Don’t mind that, I’ll administer the dose myself...” she said walking up to her daughter.

She tore out the pacifier with one yank and lowered the bottle into her mouth. Everyone looked on tense but terrified at the sheer presence of this woman. Fiona started to slurp the nipple of the bottle and everyone watched as the bag inside shrunk. It was procedure to undo the straps as they drank so they wouldn’t hurt themselves as they became children.

A hissing sound was heard and they undid the arm straps, she grabbed the bottle and Matilda moved to the foot of the table. Fiona’s cheeks puffed out and she started to wiggle her feet, the women undid the straps there and one with a nurse outfit looked to her watch, “Time of infantilization” she started to say as Fiona finished the bottle, “Is 18-” she continued.

Suddenly Fiona jumped right up from the table, tackling her mother down. The other witches were in shock and couldn’t help their superior. Fiona struggled, as she tried to pin down her mother. The group recovered from their shock and moved in on Fiona as she forced her head down onto Matilda. They looked into eachothers eyes as Fiona opened her mouth ever so slightly and the black liquid dribbled into the older woman’s mouth.

The milk was sweet, very sweet, but not too sweet, it pleased the tongue just enough to want more. Matilda’s expression softened as she reached up, her mouth engulfing Fiona’s as she let more of the liquid out of her mouth. Not long after her mother was nursing straight from her mouth, Fiona’s cheeks lost their puffiness from drinking yet still maintained a bit of it.

The women all watched as Matilda’s clothes began to morph, her skirt got loose and started to flare out more and more as it melded with her suit top. Her suit top started to thin out and colour till it looked looked like it’d be fine on a toddler, prior to the breasts poking out at the top. The piece of clothing that was most captivating was her panties which started as a black thong and expanded.

They reached out, spanning more and more of the woman’s butt, turning plastic but keeping the jet black look. It was clear as day underneath her dress, the tapes where hardly visible but they were there, two on each side, until the diaper grew more and required three.

Fiona got off of her mother and reached for the discarded pacifier, Right before she put it in thought she spat out what looked to be some rock salt, “Goo goo...” she said placing it in her mouth and winking at the others. Two of the guard rushed her, but she was able to pick up her drooling mother and place her boobs first in front of her, “Think your human shield will work?” Said one of them.

Fiona smiled behind her pacifier and pushed her mother into the two. Most of the time a milk witch could detach from another’s breast at will, the two guards knew this well, as it had been basic training, what they didn’t know was Matilda was now producing the black milk. The first guard got a small taste and lost all control, drinking as much as she could, the other tried to detach as she knew she should but failed.

The group watched as the first guard quickly changed into her own dress and shiny black diaper, while the second found herself sucking like a normal person would be. The second guard tried to force Matilda away but had no luck as she felt her own clothes start to change. The group watched as the first guard detached, ever so content and started to waddle towards the group. They looked down to their teleportation nullifiers and quickly went to shut them off.

The first guard jumped into the group, getting caught by the mouths of two of the witches meanwhile the second guard was starting to lose interest in pushing the woman feeding her away and instead wanted some more of the tasty milk. Fiona giggled around her pacifier and pushed some of the group into the pile in the middle, having done the same with normal people, she knew she could get them to stay put by attaching them to the non-regressed drinkers.

There were two left who watched horrified as the two off of the first guard started to squat down and slow their drinking, there was one teleportation nilufer left, which was in Fiona’s hands, they ran for it just as the second guard detached, childish thought filling their heads the two women reached for the feeling two women and lead them to their breasts like dolls, the milk started to flow as the first two in the the first guard chain detached and started to give milk to those at their chest.

Fiona giggled, turning off the last nilufer she teleported to an area near the castle. Most of the milk witches would of come for her regression, so with a push of a button, on a control panel she linked up many different devices forming a teleportation shield around the castle. The shield stopped teleportation out of the castle except to someone with the special keycard, Fiona.

Along with her many hits she gathered component for this ring, building each by hand and then setting them up. After that all she needed to do was the last hit at the high school, to finally get them to bring it out.

Matilda caressed the girl at her breast and watched as she squated down, a lump forming in the back of her pitch black diaper, she giggled feeling her diaper grow warm as she looked over. The four women at the breasts of two others were nearing their end, they couldn’t help but slurp up as much of the milk as they could, their black diapers bulging out and in some cases starting to be used.

As the last of them in the room finished their drink Matilda waddled over to the door, throwing it open, and showing the legion of milk witches in the castle her less than shiny, sagging, black diaper. Then the rest of the group waddled up behind her, a witch near the door came closer, “Cornel Matilda?” she said right before Matilda leaned forward breasts first.

The entire crowd gasped as the woman started to suck Matilda’s breast, she started to panic as the woman kept sucking and her clothes became a simple black diaper. They all started teleporting, trying to get as far away as they could, but they only ended up in various hallways of the castle, blocked by the field, only able to glance at the large moat around as the black diapered milk witches waddled around.

Matilda looked at the more shocked crowd members and jumped of the balcony before the chamber, falling on a rather small milk witch, forcing her to the ground. Matilda leaned forward to present her breast to the woman, but she teleported away, forgetting that those touching her would come along.

The milk witch who was more recently at Matilda’s breast ran down the stairs she came from, her arms wide and her breasts free to those who couldn’t move in time, she blew bubbles as two unfortunate milk witches started to suckle the liquid from her. The first guard giggled also going off the balcony, this time landing on her feet, after which she reached for the closest woman to feed.

She tackled one woman who quickly panicked and teleported, she landed back down in one part of the castle, a corridor of sorts ending with a window, she gasped, if she couldn’t get out that meant all the witches were stuck in the castle. This gasp let the first guard who was on top of her get her breast in. The woman panicked seeing the breast, the warm liquid flowing into her, soothing her but also making her scared.

There were three women walking around the corridor when this happens, they all watched as her hair went up into pigtails and her rather restrictive jeans and shirt became a free flowing black sundress. The woman furthest away also saw her diaper puff up in all it’s jet black glory, what was worse was when the woman wrapped her legs around her feeder and started to giggle, the woman watched the diaper expand a bit and heard the woman giggling over the breast, “Oh my god...” she said stunned.

The sweet liquid came to a stop and the woman got up with the first guard, they looked to the two other women around them. The first guard tackled one while the other two teleported at the same time. The woman down the hall ran to help the woman suckling from the first guard, “Stop stop! You have to stop!” she said in hysterics. The first guard giggled at her and tried to get her other breast towards her mouth, but the woman was in the way.

The woman pulled and yanked at her fellow milk witch to get her free but this just seemed to make her suck harder. The woman tried one more yank right as the woman she was yanking was changing clothes, the first guard took her chance and on the back swing pushed the woman into the breast of the one she was trying to save. Right as she latched on the woman’s diaper puffed up and her suckling slowed.

The woman forced the very woman she was trying to save away but it wasn’t enough. The woman detached and warm sweet liquid flowed into the failed savior’s mouth. The woman caressed the head latched onto her, the woman couldn’t help but hug back, only speeding up the process, a blue onesie becoming of her clothes with a dark black circle around the leg holes from the diaper.

The woman who teleported and the regressed woman who teleported after her arrival at the area where the black milk was stored, with the regressed woman’s breast already placed. The woman’s eyes went wide, she was already sucking, it almost seemed as though she’d been sucking thought the teleportation as she could already feel a diaper forming.

Out of the area crawled a milk witch, who seemed to be regressed as well, but her diaper was white, she must of regressed herself for some reason. The woman suckled, feeling herself pee her diaper she conceded to her fate as her suckling slowed. The woman who had fed her waddled off out of the chamber and she crawled over to see the tanks.

The girl who’d regressed herself, in order to not have to deal with the consequences of Matilda doing her job crawled over, her breasts out and ready to feed her new companion. The girl in the black diaper suckled, mildly content, it wasn’t as good as her last feeding but nice. Half way thought she detached and hiked up her dress, the regressed girl was confused, didn’t she like her feeding?

Her worries were for not as the girl gave her a feeding of her own. Having just tasted her own milk this milk seemed far greater in comparison, she suckled greedily. After awhile she detached and giggled, it was the best meal she’d ever had. She waved as her meal giver crawled off and she returned to playing with some toys in the chamber.

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It was rather calm and peaceful in the library of the castle, everyone was still while waiting for the ceremony to be done on Fiona. A sudden thunk was heard by one woman who was reading up on some science. She got up from her seat and walked around a bookcase, there she saw two black diapers, one was surrounded by a dress while the other was the only article of clothing the other person possessed.

The woman was fairly distant from the milk witches and didn’t understand what she was seeing, “What are you two doing?” she said softly, walking towards them. The two got up and the woman wearing nothing but her black diaper giggled lunging breasts first at the new person she found. The woman found herself nursing like a small child as Matilda waddled over to the librarian’s desk.

The librarian didn’t even know what was happening until some time after she was suckling. She’d be adamant on finishing her word on the computer she’d installed to help with the book sorting, she kept on going, ignoring the sweet taste in her mouth just until she lost the ability to read. She looked up to see Matilda’s smiling face and more importantly the breast she was nursing on. A couple of people watched this happen some were confused, others knew they had to get out.

The two women in the bookcase hallway ran out, one now in a black onesie with her black diaper peeking out. The naked woman ran faster and managed to get two people before teleporting off with one of them. The girl in the onesie had to fiddle around with her snaps before her breasts were free for consumption. The girl she caught didn’t know what was going on and decided to suckle without complaint, her clothes quickly turned into a footed sleeper.

Another confused girl simply decided to get as far away as she could, teleport to a deep chamber in the castle, the black milk chamber. There she saw a girl playing with some toys, “H-hey her diaper isn’t black!” the girl said aloud. She went to lock the doors and sit down in the chamber. She was confused and scared, she leaned over revealing the breast of the woman, “A little, little time couldn’t hurt...”

As a regressed, the girl was always content to share her milk, the black liquid flowed and the woman’s attire quickly became just a black diaper. While caressing the girl she was feeding the other girl messed her diaper. The woman’s drinking slowed and her already kneeling posture bent down as her diaper grew warm and mess as well. She detached as a diaper bag appeared for the two to get changed, only black diaper within.

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A few hours latter a few women were hiding in some sort of closet, all were shaking at what they had seen, “D-do you think it’s over? Could we get out now?” asked on of the smaller ones. No one really had an answer when at last the door opened, there stood a young woman, with a pacifier in her mouth, clearly to dissuade the regressed from feeding her. They all got out and hugged her, “Oh thank you thank you!” said one girl as she hugged her.

The girl didn’t move, or say anything as the girls did this. Right as one regressed milk witch walked into the room, “Ahhhh!” they screamed and tried to teleport away; They couldn’t however teleport, the smaller girl looked to their supposed savior, a teleportation nilufer on her hip, “N-no no no!” she said recoiling in fear as the regressed charged forward, raising up her dress.

She caught two of the girl who started to suckle like newborns on their mothers. The three left recoiled, the smaller one now at the wall. The two larger ones that were left made a run for it The right one running by the figure was instantly caught on one of the feeding girl’s breasts. The other made it past, getting to the door right as another regressed walked in, before she knew it she was on the ground nursing the giggling milk witch.

The smaller looked to the figures waist, two black milk filled bottles, she took one out and walked to the smaller girl, there was nowhere to run, she watched helplessly as her friends from the last hours were put back in diapers, all of them messing them due to the inability to get to the bathroom. The figure put the bottle to the girl’s lips, the taste of the liquid already on, she felt compelled to suck, to get more of the taste, but was also horrified.

The figure turned to allow the two last people see each other as they both regressed. They looked into eachother’s eyes, both filled with fear. Their clothes started to change, both becoming rather frilly sundresses. The smaller girl got to the end of her bottle, her diaper formed and she squated down, now longer being held by the figure. The woman on the breast thought she was losing her friend but didn’t notice that she was also squatting down for the first of many dirty diapers.

The figure turned off her nilufer and teleported away as the group of survivors crawled up to each other and started to change each other.

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A shadowy figure sat at a desk, minimal light was in the room but his armour still gleamed. A young woman walked in a placed a bottle, whose contents were as black as the room, down, “Here you go one bottle of black milk as you requested, and thanks for the chemical tip.” the young woman said.

The figure held out his hand, confused the woman put hers under it, he dropped a strapped pacifier into her hand, “What’s this for?” she asked. The got up and turned away, “Just in case, you wish to retrieve something...” he said before disappearing in the shadows. Fiona looked at the object, “Retrieve… something...”

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A young woman, only just turned eighteen, waited for her friend at the door. She was the friend who was to bring the drinks because she looked so much older she sometimes didn’t get ID’d. Finally the bell rung, “My god meredith what- where are the drinks?” she said. The girl opened up her sweater to reveal her breasts, much bigger than last the young woman saw, “Wright here!” she said before placing her breast in her friend’s mouth.

Meanwhile Fiona stood, Matilda on her hip, placing a few cases of beer in her car. Fiona liked this relationship better, she’d dress her mother and change her mother, without complaint, and for the first time, both loved each other. Fiona took her mother’s pacifier out, “Time for your baba!” she said placing a bottle of her own milk into her mother’s mouth, her mother was so cute, she’d always think to herself.

Fiona needed to dress her mother in thick clothes and bras in order to stay safe herself but in the end she truly liked this little arrangement. She looked to the party being thrown and placed her mother into the car, she didn’t have to do this everywhere she went, the whole plan was to release people like her who wanted to do this but were being stopped by her mother and the order of milk witches. Soon milk witch would be a household name… as the world fell back into diapers...

 

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