Comari Dawn

Part One: A New Dawn - Chapter Ten

I began to slowly wake myself up as an arching beam of light from the morning sun peeked through the curtains and softly illuminated my face. I tried to move away from the warm pool of light which had struck me directly in the face, but I found myself crowding against the form of the man who I'd invited into my house the night before to help me out with my Heat.

I found myself smiling as he snored softly in an exhausted slumber, his eyes moving rapidly underneath closed lids as he dreamed, possibly about what we'd done before he'd fallen asleep. We'd stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, wringing every bit of pleasure we could from our night's entertainments. The thoughts of all of the things we'd done together made me shiver in a rather sensuous manner, though to be fair I felt a slight soreness from my groin, though to be honest it was a good kind of soreness which I appreciated. It was much preferable to the feeling of urgency which I'd had the night before.

I quickly realized laying between myself and Adam I saw something which made me smile softly, while she was sleeping it was easy to forget Tracy was older than she looked. She was snuggled up against my side, though her tail was gently laying across Adam's naked upper torso. She looked completely adorable sleeping between the two of us, the thumb of her right hand firmly planted in her muzzle as she nursed softly on it in her sleep.

I took a moment to savour the sight of my adopted cub, sleeping between the two of us before I gently pulled her into my arms and pulled her thumb free before guiding her to one of my leaking nipples. Even though she was still sleeping she nuzzled softly before latching on and beginning to nurse softly as she began to wake up.

I relaxed with a happy smile as she nursed while slowly beginning to wake up. "Morning kitten," I said to her as her green-gold eyes opened and she began to look around.

She took a moment to gather her wits while nursing before she let go with a yawn before saying, "Morning momma," She gave a soft giggle, "You an' Mr. Adam were even noisier than my mom an' dad were when I was at home."

I felt my ears folding down slightly and I looked over at my lightly snoring mate. "I hope we didn't keep you awake kitten." I told her, wondering just how loud Adam and I had been.

She shook her head lightly, "Nuh uh momma, I mean you were noisy, but even I could tell you two were happy." She said before returning her attention to my other breasts, signalling to me she wasn't yet fully awake.

I felt myself nodding slightly as I rubbed her back and softly patted her bottom, getting a feeling for how much she needed a change. While I could tell she was in need, it wasn't yet desperate, which was something for which I was profoundly happy for.

Prior to her stabilizing at her current size her diapers weren't quite as able to keep up with her output and I'd found myself working hard to keep her from leaking. However, now she'd stabilized, and her diapers fit her perfectly, which was something which I was endlessly glad for since I didn't have to watch her like a hawk to ensure she didn't leak.

She finished a few moments later and pulled back licking her lips softly while smiling at me. "Momma you always taste nice." She told me with a happy sigh.

I found myself chuckling softly before hugging her to my breast gently. "It's good to know," I told her as I remembered something I'd read a short time after getting out of the hospital. The article, which had been from John Hopkins in the US had mentioned how several children, of both types of Alters, who'd changed like Tracy, had died of a bio-chemical imbalance. It hadn't taken them long to located the one factor which separated the children who'd changed and survived from those who'd died of the imbalance. The one factor which had separated the survivors from those who hadn't was something which was simple, and yet something which was quite profound. The survivors all had somebody who would give them milk, not any kind of milk either but the breast milk of an adult alter such as myself. So quite by accident Tracy had ensured her own survival by nursing on me.