Well, breastfeeding twins was certainly an experience. Thanks to his wish that they would raise their children together Jonni was far more comfortable with the experience than she thought she would be. In fact, she was even grateful for the easing of the almost painful fullness in her tits as her milk began to "let-down." She started with the one baby girl, Leanna, and then briefly nursed them both after putting Lilith (Lilly for short) to her other breast. Lucia removed Leanna and burped her, just as Lily was beginning to really feed.
As she fed her infants, a small parade of aides, secretaries, and other personnel came through her combination office/nursery, delivering reports, asking for quick decisions of various matters, or shoving reams of papers at her that needed to be signed. It was almost irritating when all she really wanted to do was lightly doze as she fulfilled her motherly duty, but Jonni reminded herself that the irritation of administering DeMorrell's empire was better than allowing him the direct control he once had.
Nora watched Jonni with a bemused smile. It was hard to reconcile this image of a voluptuous 19 year old woman and mother breastfeeding twins with the lanky, brown headed 16 year old boy her new memories told her was the real Jon.
Feeding time over, Lucia laid the twins down for a nap. Closing the doors to the sleeping area, the Hispanic maid who had once been heir to DeMorrell's holdings found Jonni tucking away her breast and fussing with her bra and blouse. "What are we going to do?" Lucia asked in a smoky voice that was unfamiliar to her. No trace of her old self remained beyond her mind. Until Jonni had wished her able to speak Lucia had been mute ever since her father had transformed her into a bosomy domestic with black hair and golden brown skin.
"What do you mean?" Jonni looked up curiously, her mind a thousand miles away. Now that she was in control here rather than her bedridden husband she had been debating contacting her familiar, even Karyn, and flying them out for a visit.
"I mean how are we going to change things? Get back to normal?" Lucia nervously plucked at the very brief skirt and ruffled petticoats of her old-fashioned and yet somehow scandalous maid uniform.
"I'm not sure that we can, Lucia," Jonni said with a trace of regret in her voice, "Your father's wishes were very specific. We might be able to undo some of them, but if we start messing with our timelines what if it returns him to full strength or puts the stone back in his somehow?"
Lucia shuddered briefly, making Jonni wonder what torments DeMorrell had subjected her to beyond living as a female and a servant in the house were she was once a modern version of a prince. Still the dark-eyed woman pressed her case, "Even so, do you really want to stay like this - - live like this?"
"Can't you just be glad we're alive and free?" Jonni asked.
"No," Lucia said in a tiny voice, "You have no idea what I've lost."
"Don't I?" Jonni said crossly, "At least you didn't get drigged with a magic aphrodisiac and knocked up!"
"But you have everything now! You're rich! Powerful! You are the face of the DeMorrell empire now!"
Jonni growled in vexation before the noise resolved into words, "You know what? Fine!" Jonni slipped her hand down between her still heavy breasts and retrieved the stone, "I wish Lucia was promoted from my personal maid to Chief Executive Officer of DeMorrell Industries. I wish I still handle security, the properties, trusts, charities, and nonprofit organizations. You handle the business end of things. Fair?"
Lucia turned her face away from the flash of the stone, gasping at the strange sensation of her clothes shifting and changing over the surface of her slender, full breasted body. When she opened them she examined her new attire. Her skirt and jacket combo was still black, trimmed in white, reminiscent of her maid's uniform, but it was expensively tailored and designed to create the perfect combination of commanding presence and sexual allure. The silk blouse was open enough to leave a sliver of her golden brown cleavage visible and the skirt was just slightly longer, helping preserve her modesty even as it showed off her long, toned legs.
"I, uh, well," Lucia laughed nervously, unsure of what to say. Even if she hadn't gotten her dick back, Jonni had at least rewarded her service and her suffering with a job more in line with the expectations of her old life, "This is an improvement anyway. I suppose I better get to work."
And with that the former maid slinked out of Jonni's office/nursery, high-heels clicking on the marble floor. Jonni rolled her eyes and booted up the laptop on her desk, eager to learn more - - be it about her new life or DeMorrell's old one. Perhaps she might learn something about her grandfather and how this feud with DeMorrell had started - - and from there devise a way to fix it.
