Sebastian entered the room, his huge, floppy tatas grazing the tile floor. "Ciel? My little Squidshine?" he called out, searching for the boy. "Mama's got some feedin' to do!"

Ciel looked up, his features filled with excitement. "Mayme!" He screeched out, before running over to Sebastian and his giant floppy tatas, taking one into his mouth and sucking on the giant, engorged nipple.

"Yes, pet," Sebastian grumbled out, red eyes gleaming as an endless stream of maple syrup began to pour into the boy's eager, suckling mouth. "Am I your Mayme, little one?"

Ciel looked up, eyes filled with love and amazement as he fed from the demon. He pulled away, maple syrup dripping down his face. He hadn't eaten in seven months, and he was so hungry. "Yes, mayme. I love you like golden diamonds to the greediest burgarler." He whispered quietly, fingers carresing the demon's calves as he brought his lips back to the meaty nipple.

"And to you the same," Sebastian whispered, knowing in his heart of hearts that Ciel was the only boy for him. As the younger of the two suckled at his huge, hanging nip, Sebastian felt a pang of guilt. Sebastian had been keeping his beautiful Good Boy in the confines of a small room, with nothing but water. Sebastian did this to teach Ciel that he could only eat /his/ poop, and no one else's. He supposed that seven months was a bit much to keep the boy away from the tit, but the time /had/ made his tatas immensely large and floppolicious. Just the way Ciel liked them. "Yes, baby... Eat from Mayme..."

Ciel nodded, although he was sucking far too eagerly to reply. He was starving. Being away from the tit for so long left him sad, and in a desperate need for more. "I missed you, mayme." He said quietly, looking up at the demon as maple syrup dripped down his face, his forehead resting against the giant tata. "Do you forgive me, Sebadtian the Demond?" His eyes were filled with regret, he'd known that Sebastian wouldn't be happy with him eating the poop of another, but he couldn't help it. "I don't like when you're mad at me, my mayme.."

"Shh.. No more, little Boo, no more..." Sebastian whispered, pressing a slobbery kiss to the boy's greasy head. Why he didn't use the water for bathing, Sebastian didn't know. Jiggling his huge tatas, Sebastian pushed his nipple bag into Ciel's mouth. "You need to eat, sweet tot," he murmured, using his free hand to squeeze the massive boob so syrup filled his small lover's mouth. "You need to stay strong... You need to be here for cummies..."

Ciel sucked at the nipple, the maple syrup filling his mouth and making him feel better than he had in months. "Please... Sebadtian... Please... Give me cummies." He whispered as he pulled away from the tata that was slowly decreasing in height, which was disappointing because having it on the floor was the perfect height for Ciel. "Your... Your tatas."

When Sebastian realized his once massive tatas were slowly but surely beginning to shrivel away, he began to panic, knowing that anything less than floor-grazing was a sin. "No, Ciel, what do I do?" he whispered helplessly, tears in his eyes as he jiggled both titty once again. "You need to eat... but I will go to... Bee Prison..."

Ciel's eyes widened and he pulled away in panic, looking at Sebastian's tatas that were now completely flat against his chest. "Sebastian... We must run away. The bees can't find you if we're in... Mexico.." He whispered under his breath, before grabbing Sebastian's hand and spraying them both off with a hose and heavy duty dandruff shampoo, to get the tata scent off of them. They needed to be safe... The bees couldn't find the Tata...

Nodding, Sebastian let his beautiful boy hose him down, trying not to cry as he looked down at his totally flat chest. "I wish there was another way..." Sebastian whispered, remembering how heavy and full his titties felt as they hung from him. But they were no more... The tatas were no more..." Sniffling, he gathered the weak boy in his arms, but he noticed something strange. The boy's stomach felt round, but Sebastian merely dismissed it as the amount of maple syrup that he had consumed. Little did he know... "How do you think we'll get past the Bee Guards?"

Ciel wrapped both arms around Sebastian's neck, holding onto his mayme as tightly as he could. He knew Sebastian felt his pregnant belly, and probably knew that he was heavily pregnant with 8 babies, a full litter. He wouldn't say anything though, now that Sebastian's tittys were gone, how was he going to feed their babies? "Tell them that I'm dying, and that you're taking me to a Mexican witchdoctor. They'll understand.. The bees... They trust me... I know they'll understand."

To Be Continued...