Now with the new arrivals, she did not know if she and Doris could keep up with increased demand.'Mom', as Susan called the being in the mountain, had...said, that she could make up a formula to feed the hungry mouths. It was hard to accept this, for she knew in her heart, that children should be fed a mother's breast, not from a container.As much as she hated to admit it, her breasts were empty and sore. "Mom, you were right. Will you give me some formula for my babies?" She said, in. Females, non-futas, stumbling upon the club will gently but firmly denied entry instead prioritizing the entry of men to the club. For any man stumbling onto the club they will perhaps wonder at the odd glances, the searching looks and the open leering. Any concerns will quickly be lulled to sleep as they are treated like royalty, treated to free drinks and waited upon by the enticing hostesses in the first level of the club.The first level of the club looks pretty much like any nightclub,. Vern knew how to sense just how far she could go before the point of diminishing returns, just how safe it was to take him to the point of the arch--that is the point where a man thinks he might come, but the broad is so on top of him, she knows how to bring him down before he shoots.That's where they were now, at the big arch, at the point of explosion."Do it to me," he begged, losing all sense of judgment."Come now, I know you don't want this nice affair to be over so soon, do you now? That. Her tits, while not huge, are proportional to the size of her body."Hello," I manage to stammer. "I'm John. You must be Doe." I am. You must be my long lost uncle. It's a pleasure to meet you, Uncle John," she says, kissing me on the lips and wrapping her arms around me."The pleasure's mine," I say, returning the kiss and hug. "Now how about we go to the bar and get to know each other better?" Sure," she replies, winking at me. "I know what you want from the look in your eyes." Grabbing my.