As a college student, Jared never thought he’d be meeting with the guidance counselor of all people. He was supposed to be an adult now, for fuck’s sake. Apparently though, after mouthing off to his professors one too many times, it was now mandatory that he someone. Didn’t matter that the half of his lectures were taught by fools anyway, or that this was the worst community college in the country.
Truly, what was he expecting after spending most of his teenage years defacing property and getting in trouble with the cops? It’s all his mom’s fault anyways, raising him to have anger issues or some shit, it’s a wonder he’s even going to college at all.
Jared knocked on the door of the office. Loudly. “Come in,” a voice called out.
He walked in and his eyebrows nearly rose off his head. Sitting in the chair, was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. All long legs covered with tights, a tight skirt and a blouse struggling to hold itself together, it was like she walked straight of a porno.
Jared shook it off though. No matter how sexy she looked, she was still here to judge him. “Ahh yes,” she said, “Jared Whitmen, was it? Punctual as ever.”
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Yes, well don’t expect any participation awards. Jared, do you know why you’re here today?”
“All I did was ‘speak out of turn’, not my fault Professor Jackson got all huffy about it.”
“You repeatedly interrupted the lesson, Jared. It seems you don’t have any respect for what she’s trying to teach.”
“I’m not going to be a doctor or anything, so why would I do have to take human anatomy?”
The counselor sighs, taking off her glasses. Then she let down her hair, shaking it out from her the tight ponytail it was in.
Then she started to unbutton her shirt.
“W-what are you doing?” Jared stammered out, looking away.
“So it seems you do have manners, good. What I’m doing Jared, is teaching you a very important lesson about human bodies- now look at me.”
Blushing furiously, Jared looked back at his counselor, her large breasts exposed for him to see. They were full and heavy, hanging with such a weight that he figured it must hurt her back. Her fingers trailed up the length of her torso until she reached her nipples. From there, she pinched and twisted, sighing as her head tilted back.
Jared watched with open lust and fascination as soon enough, dribbles of milk came out of her breasts. “Someone’s eager,” she teased, eyeing the bulge in his pants.
“I d-don’t what you’re talking about,” he stammered again.
“But I think you do, Jared. I think from the moment I saw you that you were very thirsty. Desperate to be a good boy but not sure how to,” she said.
Jared said nothing, staring at her chest as more milk came dribbling down her chest. It seemed like a waste to him, shouldn’t there be a baby or something to feed- “Do you want a drink, Jared?”
Without thinking too much about it, Jared felt his head nod. He dry swallowed as he stood on shaky legs to her chair. The counselor adjusted herself so he could sit on her lap, his body cradled in her full figure.
One hand guiding his head, and the other stroking soothing lines down his side, the counselor led him to latch on. “What a natural,” she said proudly.
Jared loved the praise, loved the warm feeling it gave him. He sucked on her nipple, taking big gulps from her chest. “Easy, baby, I’m not going anywhere,” she said.
A hand stroked his head, combing her fingers through his hair. It was… so relaxing. He felt so small, in her lap. Not the hardened delinquent everyone said he was. “See, I knew you had it in you. No one’s taken care of you in such a long time, haven’t they baby?” she asked.
He wasn’t even entirely sure what he was nodding for but it felt right. Gently, the counselor guided his head away from her breast. He whined, almost pathetically, unable to help himself. “Oh I know sweetheart. How about we make another session for you, okay?”
Feeling drunk off the endorphins, Jared agreed.
He continued to see the counselor, Miss Lacy as she said he should call her, for the next month. Part of him was paranoid that they would be found out by the college, but she always reassured him that he was doing just fine. It was true too, Jared felt more relaxed and calm than he had ever been. He no longer felt the need for his “attention seeking behaviors” as Miss Lacy called them.
About two months into their feeding relationship, Miss Lacy proposed that he moved in with her. He was her “baby” after all and there was nothing keeping him at home. She was pretty much his only stable relationship. They entered a relationship shortly after that, Jared drinking from her daily.
She comforted him, fed him, kept him safe and allowed him to heal from the misadventures of his youth. In return, all Jared had to do, was continue being her “good boy”.
He certainly had an appreciation for human anatomy after that.