Scarlet enters the nursery, and Audery looks up, concern showing on her face. Everything about Scarlet looks uncomfortable today. Her breasts are hard with overly sensitive nipples stretched ft, desperate for release. Her belly is heavy making her back arch in strange ways. Her feet are painfully swollen, and for the first time in Audrey's memory, she is wearing something as basic as sneakers.

  Scarlet would also find it irritating except between her bust and her belly, there's no way she can see her feet.

  She is not enjoying being pregnant.

  “Audrey, where are you?” She asks the twilight darkness of the room as she looks around in a sweeping gnce, but Audrey isn't in her normal spot, standing in the center of the room.

  Scarlett's words snap Jacob out of his half-dream state. “Audrey?” Scarlet asks again. The voice was instantly recognizable to Jacob. ‘Oh God, don't let her see me like this,’ he thinks as he starts fussing, trying to cover his head under the bnket and wishing he could become invisible. Audrey rubs his back slowly.

  “Over here, Scarlet, do you require milking again?” She asks as she rubs Sweet Pea's head soothingly.

  “Yeah, why is it so dark in here?” She asks as she makes her way to the crib.

  “I just need to get this little one to settle down. If you could please be more quiet, he is fussy.” Audrey presents a green pacifier to his lips and waits for him to try to protest before slipping it in his mouth.

  “Sure, yeah, I just need your help, Audrey,” she whispers, getting closer to Jacob.

  “Now you suckle on your pacifier, and I will be right back.” She leans over and gives him a kiss on the forehead before standing up, revealing Jacob with a pacifier in his mouth, and he is wearing a blue sweet pea onesie.

  “Oh, hello, Jacob… I didn't know you were this kind of kinky,” Scarlet says with a smile. She comes over to the edge of the crib and ruffles his hair. “I think you make a cute little, but sadly not boyfriend material,” Audrey looks concerned and upset, like a vicious dog just decided to interact with her child.

  “I am ready to milk you now, Scarlet,“ Audrey says in a calm, clinical voice. Gesturing to a recliner on the other side of the nursery.

  Scarlet has other ideas. She bends over the crib, her engorged breasts hanging over his head. “I think baby Jacob can handle it, don't you, Audrey?” She says, leaning over further, her breasts threatening to escape the too-small cups of her bra. She looks down at herself, her recent perfection marred in her eyes by rge veins running through her breasts. She sighs, “Hopefully you will go back to normal,” she says and looks past them to Jacob, watching him suck on the pacifier.

  She aches to be emptied at the sight of the suction motion. It's enough to make her start to weep milk. “Tell me you want my milk. I know you do,” she states.

  Audrey recalcutes the situation. “You know, that might be a good idea. He hasn't had a nighttime baba. Do you want to help Aunt Scarlet with her milky problem, sweet pea?”

  Jacob is watching with wide eyes. ‘What is happening? Why is this happening? When did Scarlet get pregnant? What about Izz’y? He nods his head in the smallest nod, and Scarlet's grin spreads like a crack in gss. She pulls her top off and lowers her bra straps. Jacob feels himself growing an erection. ‘I shouldn't do this… Izzy is in trouble; I should be fighting to help her.’

  Audrey looks uncomfortable when Scarlet looks at her for approval. But Scarlet pulls her breasts up out of the bra cups anyway. “No reason to panic, Audery,” Scarlet whispers. “It’s just breastfeeding.”

  Audrey lowers her arms, the waves of jealousy dissipating. ‘ If she tries to do more, you can step in,’ Audrey convinces herself.

  Jacob's eyes are transfixed by the engorged nipples with little beads of milk forming on the surface, his eyes following their every move.

  “Make room for me,” she says in a grumpy tone. And Jacob obediently moves to the side, his diaper making soft rustling noises.

  She lies back on the crib, looking up at the ceiling. She looks over at Jacob.

  “Don't stare, get over here,” she says with sharp impatience. Jacob hesitates, the same old fears about being a cheater weighing on his mind.

  “No, don't think, Jacob; I need you now, or I will just have Audrey do it,” Scarlet decres.

  The pacifier falls to the bed, and he crawls on all fours, putting the warm nipple in his mouth. It is much smaller than he expected; the areos stretched tight. He is delighted by how sweet and warm she tastes. And confusingly, the milk comes from more than just the nipple.

  ‘Audrey’s only comes from the nipple?’ He files it away under the heading of Audrey's oddities.

  Scarlet sighs, “Fuck, I can’t wait to not be pregnant.” She moans as the milk lets down; her cheeks flush, warm and tingly. She unthinkingly runs a hand through the hair on the back of his head. “I am already tired of being a milk factory,” she groans.

  “When are you due?” Audrey asks, crawling in bed in the vacant spot next to Scarlet and putting a hand on her pregnant belly. She feels an emotion. She is unfamiliar with it but decides it must be a form of jealousy. She touches her own belly and then rejoins the conversation.

  Scarlet rubs Audrey's hair softly. “The doctor doesn’t know we still can’t figure out who the dad is.”

  “It’s not Grups?” Audery asks one eye brow raising.

  Scarlet moves her hand down and pys Jacob's back. Jacob tenses.

  “Just like that, Jacob, don't stop. It could be, but it could also be the Doctors or Canes. Maybe one of the lifeguards?” Scarlet stops naming them off; she really doesn't know whose it is.

  “What would expin how fast the pregnancy has been progressing?” Audrey asks and reaches over and rubs Jacob's diapered butt softly; his cheeks burn with the embarrassment.

  Scarlet shrugs. “That’s what, three times today I needed this… I really don't know, and the doctor is hesitant to interfere until we know more.”

  Audrey looks at her friend concerned. “Be careful; the doctor isn’t on your side.” Audrey reaches over and pushes Scarlet's hair out of her face. “I would miss you if anything went wrong.”

  “I would miss you too,” Scarlet whispers.

  Audrey moves up and slowly makes out with Scarlet. There is tenderness and familiarity. It's gentle and soft.

  The kiss is broken with Scarlet ughing. Her hand had rubbed its way down his back until her fingers realized what she was touching: the thick, crinkly feeling that could only be a diaper.

  “Aww, baby Jacob, I didn't know you were wearing a diaper too. And here I thought we might have big boy sex,” she teases, watching Audery’s face to see her level of discomfort, and is armed to see the anger in her eyes. ‘

  “Scarlet, I must insist you stop antagonizing Jacob. He is under my protection,” Audrey says in a semi-robotic tone, her jealousy getting out of control. Somewhere behind the wall panels of the nursery, fans start spinning faster to keep her emotional regution within acceptable limits.

  “What? I was joking; he isn't my type,” she says, struggling to understand why Audrey would be so upset.

  Audrey keeps gring at her.

  “Ok, fine, I thought about it, but you could have him back when I am done.” She says, keeping her eyes on Audrey.

  Audrey is still gring at her; it's starting to give her the willies.

  She gives Jacob’s penis a squeeze through the diaper. “And he is loving every second of this, isn't he, baby Jacob? Yes, you are! Yes, you are!”

  Jacob can't help himself and moans into Scarlet's nipple. “It must be hard pretending to be a big strong man, but secretly this is what you want,” she says, giving him another squeeze.

  “Scarlett, don’t,” Audrey says. Something is holding her back. She wants to toss her out of the nursery, but that is entirely irrational. She digs deeper. ‘What is stopping me? It feels wrong, she thinks.

  Jacob shifts and takes more of her into his mouth. “That's a good boy,” she lets out a long, low, feminine sigh. “You’re getting me all worked up, Jacob.” She pulls his head tighter to her breast but lets go as he can't breathe.

  Audrey feels like she is close to finding what is holding her back.

  “Good boy.” She says her face flushed. She pulls him loose and puts his mouth on the other nipple.

  Audrey turns a blind corner in her mind and finds a box she can't quite see if she looks at it directly.

  “That’s right, keep going.” She rexes, and Jacob gets more comfortable putting an arm across her belly. While his own is feeling sloshy.