Transcript Start<br /><br />You were so close to stealing the prized artifact just dangling by the wall through, the unlocked sliding glass doors in that little bungalow by the side of the street. Having tracked the family's every move for weeks through your contacts in the smuggling gang, planning your move as you got their shedules and lifestyles down to the letter.<br /><br />Not like you even remembered all that.<br /><br />It was bad enough they left the front doors unlocked but not even a security system? These rich bastards were practically asking to be robbed.<br /><br />At least, that was what you had assumed as you snuck in during a relatively cool Wednesday morning, when the entire family was out of the house, with the mother returning before the afternoon arrived. Plenty of time to take what you wanted and leave before anyone even noticed.<br /><br />That was when you'd noticed the glimmer of something shiny, something golden as it hung above the tv-dsiplay in the living room, catching the sun off of it's metallic surface, embossed with intricate carvings and symbols depicting what looked like a an orb surrounded by two smaller ones. To the right buyer, this would be worth millions!<br /><br />Reaching out as greedy fingers grace the cold surface of the medallion, your vision goes pink for a moment before everything seems to blur, shifting back into focus as you stand there staring at the shiny object, manicured digits flexing before you retract them, glancing down at your impressive cleavage, feeling the cool morning breeze tickling your creamy smooth skin as you stand there in a skimpy maid's uniform.<br /><br />Something about it all seemed 'wrong', like you weren't supposed to be here, but with your drastically reduced IQ and that pleasant ringing in your head, you could barely spend a second thinking about it before playing with your silky locks of fluffy pink hair, twirling them between your fingers as you shifted your thick thighs under the frilly skirt, smiling at how nice it felt as the flabby legs rubbed together, the bare minimum of exercise granting them a curvy physique that matched well with your childbearing hips and narrow waist, coming together in an hourglass figure squeezed tight by your stockings and nughty lingerie, perfect for men to wrap their arms around as the image enters your clouded mind.<br /><br />You giggle at that thought, feeling a warm blush paint your cheeks as your aching nipples rub up against the flimsy fabric, how naughty of you!<br /><br />Before a loud wail from upstairs grabs your attention, the cries of the baby leading you to follow it to the source as you move upstairs, heeled feet clacking against the floor, mammaries beginning to leak sweet fluids as a new instinct within you prepares your body for what needed to be done. You didn't feel surprised though, you were an excellent wet nurse for as far as you could remember, selling your services to busy women that couldn't find the time in their lives to care for their young. Although you planned to settle down after you found yourself a loving boyfriend to get to know, pressing a hand to your soft belly as you imagine what it would be like to have a child of your own, feeling it in your womb as it slept.<br /><br />But for now there was a job to do, opening the doors to the room as you slipped off the pasties covering your hardened nipples, hefting a juicy breast in one hand as you cradled the wailing baby in the other, her cries silenced as she began to suckle and gnaw at your engored breasts, quieting the moan that almost escaped you as you gently bobbed the baby as she drank her fill, the joys of being a mother filling your heart.<br /><br />Before the door to the room burst open, a man and woman you recognized as the couple that had hired you standing there in shock before relief fell on their faces as they looked to each other, seemingly thanking someone as the woman stepped toward you, thanking you as you bowed, leaving you and her man alone in the room with a wink as she carried her child off to have lunch.<br /><br />You didn't need him to say anything to understand what was needed of you as you clasp the pasties back over your leaking breasts, falling to your knees as you spreead your legs shamelessly on the floor, hiking up your skirt with a hand as you gazed up lovingly into the eyes of your Master, showcasing how ready you were to take his load down your warm waiting throat, just another on the long list of things expected of one in your line of work.<br /><br />And you couldn't think to ask for anything better than this.<br /><br />Transcript End<br /><br />A short cap to start the day off<br /><br />Image by Kanolayu :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/11777115">www.pixiv.net/en/users/1177711&hellip;</a>