Fantasy Bhabi Breastfeeds Chintu

[Veejayy83]

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[Cooldude1986]

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[seemachachi]

NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."

Update 1

The sun was a golden orb resting on the horizon, painting the sky a soft shade of orange and pink. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine and the faint sound of the temple bell ringing in the distance. It was a typical evening in the small, serene village of Mangaluru, untouched by the hustle and bustle of the city life.
Chintu sat in the back of the old, rickety auto-rickshaw, his tiny legs dangling over the edge.
He watched as his grandparents' house grew smaller in the distance, the white walls and red roof fading into the lush greenery of the fields. He sighed, his small chest deflating like a punctured balloon.
"You'll be fine, dear," his grandmother, Dadi, had reassured him earlier, her wrinkled hands cupping his face. "Suchi is a good girl. She'll take care of you."
Chintu had nodded, his eyes welling up with unshed tears. He loved his grandparents, but he knew they were getting too old to take care of him.
The village doctor had nodded in agreement, his stethoscope dangling around his neck like a gold chain. "He needs someone who can keep up with him," he'd said, ruffling Chintu's hair. "Someone younger, stronger."
Chintu waved back, his small hand fluttering in the air.
The auto-rickshaw rumbled down the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust behind it. Chintu squinted his eyes, using his tiny hand to shield them from the setting sun. He looked around, taking in the familiar sights of his village.
After a while, suddenly the Auto-rickshaw took a sharp turn, and a gust of wind swept through, ruffling Chintu's hair. He realized while he was thinking about all his past, he has reached bus stop.
Chintu took a deep breath and nodded, unbuckling his seatbelt. He climbed out of the auto-rickshaw, his tiny feet sinking into the dusty ground. He watched as the auto-rickshaw drove away, its red taillights fading into the distance.
He turned around and looked at the bus stop. It was a small, rundown shack with a thatched roof and a wooden bench. A few people were sitting on the bench, waiting for the bus.
They looked up as Chintu approached, their eyes widening in surprise. He was used to this reaction. His appearance always attracted stares and whispers.
"Little one, where are you going alone?" an elderly woman sitting on the bench asked, concern creasing her forehead.
"I'm going to meet my cousin sister-in-law" Chintu replied, his voice steady despite the flutter of nervousness in his stomach.
The elderly woman's eyes softened. "That's very nice. " She patted the spot next to her on the bench. "Sit here, child. The bus will be here soon."
Suddenly, the rumble of an engine could be heard in the distance. The elderly woman nudged Chintu gently. "Here comes your bus," she said, her voice warm.
Chintu's heart began to pound in his chest as the bus came into view. It was a large, yellow vehicle with the words "Mangaluru-Bengaluru" painted on the side. It pulled up to the bus stop with a hiss, the doors creaking open with a groan.
A stream of people began to file out, their faces weary from the journey. Chintu watched them, his eyes wide with wonder. He had never seen so many people in one place before.

Some of them were talking loudly on their phones, others were dragging heavy luggage behind them. A few even smelled like they hadn't showered in days, but Chintu just smiled, taking it all in. He loved people-watching; it was one of his favorite hobbies.
The bus conductor looked down at him, his eyes widening in surprise. "Where to, young man?" he asked, his voice gruff.
Chintu looked up at him, his voice steady despite the nervousness churning in his stomach. "Chintamanipuram, please."
The conductor raised an eyebrow, his gaze flicking to the ticket machine. "That'll be two hundred rupees," he said, punching in the numbers.
Chintu fumbled in his pocket, his fingers closing around the crumpled note Dada had given him. Chintu settled down. In a matter of few hours, Bus reached Chintamanipuram Village.
He jumped off the bus, his little legs carrying him quickly. The backpack bounced on his back, and he could feel the weight of his sketchbook, heavy with possibilities.

"Chintu!" a familiar voice called out, and he turned to see Suchi waving at him, her face breaking into a wide smile. She was just as he remembered, her dark hair tied in a ponytail, her eyes sparkling with warmth. He waved back, a grin spreading across his face.

"Bhabi!" he called out, running towards her, his little legs moving as fast as they could.

Suchi laughed and opened her arms, catching him in a tight hug as he reached her. "You've grown, Chintu!" she exclaimed, looking down at him.

Chintu chuckled, "Not really, Bhabi. I'm still the same height." He stepped back, looking up at her. "You look different, though. Did you cut your hair?"

Suchi self-consciously touched her ponytail. "Yeah, I did. It was getting too long and hard to manage." She smiled, looking at him. "But enough about me, how was your journey? Did anyone bother you?"

"It was good", Chintu replied.

Chintu thinking, "The moment she hugged me I could only reach to her belly and the belly button. I smelled her sweats and the aroma sent a tingling sensation inside me. I suddenly felt a rush of blood in my penis. This was my first women touch in life in a way."

Chintu looked away, blushing at the memory.

Suchi laughed, ruffling his hair. "You're such a little charmer, Chintu. Come on, let's go. This is not a place to stand and chat."

She took his hand, leading him away from the bus stop. Chintu looked around, taking in the new sights. The village was different from Mangaluru, smaller, and quieter. The houses were closer together, and the roads were narrower, but the greenery was just as lush.
In a while they reached Suchi's house. It was small village hut made up of mud and thatch.

The front yard had a small garden with colorful flowers blooming, and a swing hanging from the old mango tree. Chintu's eyes widened with wonder as he took in the new surroundings.

Suchi led him inside the house. The interior was cozy and welcoming, filled with the aroma of freshly cooked food. The walls were adorned colorful curtains fluttered gently in the breeze.

"Welcome to my humble abode, Chintu," Suchi said, her voice warm. "I hope you like it here."

Chintu nodded, his eyes scanning the room, "Its beautiful Bhabi"

Sachi said, "I am glad. Now go to the back side of the house, there is a bucket filled with water. Use the Mug over there and get freshen up quickly. I am serving the meal"

What is the age of Chintu?

NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."

Update 1

The sun was a golden orb resting on the horizon, painting the sky a soft shade of orange and pink. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine and the faint sound of the temple bell ringing in the distance. It was a typical evening in the small, serene village of Mangaluru, untouched by the hustle and bustle of the city life.
Chintu sat in the back of the old, rickety auto-rickshaw, his tiny legs dangling over the edge.
He watched as his grandparents' house grew smaller in the distance, the white walls and red roof fading into the lush greenery of the fields. He sighed, his small chest deflating like a punctured balloon.
"You'll be fine, dear," his grandmother, Dadi, had reassured him earlier, her wrinkled hands cupping his face. "Suchi is a good girl. She'll take care of you."
Chintu had nodded, his eyes welling up with unshed tears. He loved his grandparents, but he knew they were getting too old to take care of him.
The village doctor had nodded in agreement, his stethoscope dangling around his neck like a gold chain. "He needs someone who can keep up with him," he'd said, ruffling Chintu's hair. "Someone younger, stronger."
Chintu waved back, his small hand fluttering in the air.
The auto-rickshaw rumbled down the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust behind it. Chintu squinted his eyes, using his tiny hand to shield them from the setting sun. He looked around, taking in the familiar sights of his village.
After a while, suddenly the Auto-rickshaw took a sharp turn, and a gust of wind swept through, ruffling Chintu's hair. He realized while he was thinking about all his past, he has reached bus stop.
Chintu took a deep breath and nodded, unbuckling his seatbelt. He climbed out of the auto-rickshaw, his tiny feet sinking into the dusty ground. He watched as the auto-rickshaw drove away, its red taillights fading into the distance.
He turned around and looked at the bus stop. It was a small, rundown shack with a thatched roof and a wooden bench. A few people were sitting on the bench, waiting for the bus.
They looked up as Chintu approached, their eyes widening in surprise. He was used to this reaction. His appearance always attracted stares and whispers.
"Little one, where are you going alone?" an elderly woman sitting on the bench asked, concern creasing her forehead.
"I'm going to meet my cousin sister-in-law" Chintu replied, his voice steady despite the flutter of nervousness in his stomach.
The elderly woman's eyes softened. "That's very nice. " She patted the spot next to her on the bench. "Sit here, child. The bus will be here soon."
Suddenly, the rumble of an engine could be heard in the distance. The elderly woman nudged Chintu gently. "Here comes your bus," she said, her voice warm.
Chintu's heart began to pound in his chest as the bus came into view. It was a large, yellow vehicle with the words "Mangaluru-Bengaluru" painted on the side. It pulled up to the bus stop with a hiss, the doors creaking open with a groan.
A stream of people began to file out, their faces weary from the journey. Chintu watched them, his eyes wide with wonder. He had never seen so many people in one place before.

Some of them were talking loudly on their phones, others were dragging heavy luggage behind them. A few even smelled like they hadn't showered in days, but Chintu just smiled, taking it all in. He loved people-watching; it was one of his favorite hobbies.
The bus conductor looked down at him, his eyes widening in surprise. "Where to, young man?" he asked, his voice gruff.
Chintu looked up at him, his voice steady despite the nervousness churning in his stomach. "Chintamanipuram, please."
The conductor raised an eyebrow, his gaze flicking to the ticket machine. "That'll be two hundred rupees," he said, punching in the numbers.
Chintu fumbled in his pocket, his fingers closing around the crumpled note Dada had given him. Chintu settled down. In a matter of few hours, Bus reached Chintamanipuram Village.
He jumped off the bus, his little legs carrying him quickly. The backpack bounced on his back, and he could feel the weight of his sketchbook, heavy with possibilities.

"Chintu!" a familiar voice called out, and he turned to see Suchi waving at him, her face breaking into a wide smile. She was just as he remembered, her dark hair tied in a ponytail, her eyes sparkling with warmth. He waved back, a grin spreading across his face.

"Bhabi!" he called out, running towards her, his little legs moving as fast as they could.

Suchi laughed and opened her arms, catching him in a tight hug as he reached her. "You've grown, Chintu!" she exclaimed, looking down at him.

Chintu chuckled, "Not really, Bhabi. I'm still the same height." He stepped back, looking up at her. "You look different, though. Did you cut your hair?"

Suchi self-consciously touched her ponytail. "Yeah, I did. It was getting too long and hard to manage." She smiled, looking at him. "But enough about me, how was your journey? Did anyone bother you?"

"It was good", Chintu replied.

Chintu thinking, "The moment she hugged me I could only reach to her belly and the belly button. I smelled her sweats and the aroma sent a tingling sensation inside me. I suddenly felt a rush of blood in my penis. This was my first women touch in life in a way."

Chintu looked away, blushing at the memory.

Suchi laughed, ruffling his hair. "You're such a little charmer, Chintu. Come on, let's go. This is not a place to stand and chat."

She took his hand, leading him away from the bus stop. Chintu looked around, taking in the new sights. The village was different from Mangaluru, smaller, and quieter. The houses were closer together, and the roads were narrower, but the greenery was just as lush.
In a while they reached Suchi's house. It was small village hut made up of mud and thatch.

The front yard had a small garden with colorful flowers blooming, and a swing hanging from the old mango tree. Chintu's eyes widened with wonder as he took in the new surroundings.

Suchi led him inside the house. The interior was cozy and welcoming, filled with the aroma of freshly cooked food. The walls were adorned colorful curtains fluttered gently in the breeze.

"Welcome to my humble abode, Chintu," Suchi said, her voice warm. "I hope you like it here."

Chintu nodded, his eyes scanning the room, "Its beautiful Bhabi"

Sachi said, "I am glad. Now go to the back side of the house, there is a bucket filled with water. Use the Mug over there and get freshen up quickly. I am serving the meal"

Change chintu's age to 19

 

[Manju143]

Update 3
NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."

After a while Chintu woke up and found himself on the bed. Suchi asked, "Are you hungry? Certainly looks tired. Lets have dinner then we can sleep" Suchi was normal with her behavior. She is avoiding any discussion related to what happened this late afternoon at Sujata's house.
Chintu rubbed his eyes, his tiny body stretching out as he sat up. He looked around the room, his mind still hazy with sleep. He remembered the warmth of Sujata's breast, the taste of her milk, and the feeling of contentment that had washed over him. He felt a blush spread across his cheeks as he remembered the intimacy of the moment.
"How are you feeling, Chintu?" Suchi asked softly, her eyes filled with concern. "You seemed to have enjoyed your nap."
Chintu nodded, his stomach rumbling loudly. "I'm feeling much better, Bhabi," he said, his voice still hoarse from sleep.
"And yes, I'm hungry. What's for dinner?"
Suchi smiled, relieved to see him looking more like his usual self. "I made some kaali dal and rice. I'll serve it up in a jiffy."
She walked over to the stove, busying herself with the cooking utensils. Chintu watched her, his eyes following her movements. He was trying to push the memory of Sujata's breast to the back of his mind, but it kept floating to the surface like a stubborn bubble.
He was having sexual thoughts as he is 19 year old, and just came sucking a woman's breast.
He has never experienced sexual feelings before as he is a virgin. He has seen this always in porn movies. But he realized that this could only possible today because Sujata though I am a baby. So finally something good happened with him because of his condition
During dinner, Chintu tried to push the thoughts of Sujata's breast to the back of his mind, but they kept resurfacing, like a persistent echo. He felt a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal, feelings he had never experienced before. He was a virgin, and his body was reacting in a way that was both confusing and exciting. He stole glances at Suchi, her busty figure a stark reminder of what had transpired earlier. He felt a pang of guilt, like he was betraying her trust.
After the dinner finished, Suchi told Chintu , "go and sleep now. Tomorrow morning we need to visit Doctor"
Chintu responded, "Ok, Bhabi. Good Nyt"

The next day Suchi and Chintu left for the hospital.

The village hospital was a rustic building, its whitewashed walls now yellowed with age and streaked with seepage. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the hum of fans that did little to alleviate the oppressive heat. The waiting room was filled with a cacophony of coughs, sniffles, and the hushed whispers of worried patients. Chintu gripped Suchi's hand tightly, his tiny fingers weaving between hers as they navigated the crowded space.

They reached Dr. Sikha's cabin. Suchi greeted, "Hello Dr. Sikha"

Dr. Sikha looked up from her desk, her eyes meeting Suchi's. She smiled warmly, "Hello Suchi. And who do we have here?" She looked down at Chintu, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in his small stature. Suchi knew this was coming. She had anticipated Dr. Sikha's reaction. She quickly interjected, "Dr. Sikha, this is Chintu. He's my cousin brother-in-law. Don't go by his look. He is 19 years of age. He has GHD (Growth Hormone Deficiency). He's been having some difficulties with his growth."
Dr. Sikha's eyes flicked between Suchi and Chintu, disbelief etched on her face. "Nineteen?" she finally whispered, her voice barely above a murmur.
Suchi nodded, her grip on Chintu's hand tightening slightly. "Yes, doctor. He's been dealing with a lot of difficulties due to his condition. I was hoping you could give us some guidance."
Dr. Sikha sighed, shaking her head as if to clear it. Please, come in and sit down.
Let's discuss Chintu's condition," Dr. Sikha said, gesturing to the chairs in front of her desk. She looked down at Chintu, her expression softening. "Hello, Chintu. It's nice to meet you. How are you feeling today?"
Chintu nodded, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. "I'm feeling okay, Dr. Sikha," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Sikha smiled encouragingly. "That's good to hear. Now, Suchi, you mentioned that Chintu has been having some difficulties.
Enlighten me, please.
Suchi cleared her throat, her eyes flicking between Dr. Sikha and Chintu. he doesn't eat properly. Hi grand ma told he is weak internally also. What can be done here?
Dr. Sikha listened intently, her brows furrowing as she took in Suchi's words. She turned her attention to Chintu, examining him carefully. "And how do you feel, Chintu? Any pain or discomfort?"
Chintu shook his head, his small hands fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. "No, not really. I get tired easily, and sometimes I just feel... weak."
Dr. Sikha nodded understandingly, her eyes scanning over Chintu's small frame. "I see. And what about your appetite?
Do you feel hungry at all?" Dr. Sikha asked, her eyes gentle but probing.
Chintu shrugged, averting his gaze. "I...I don't really have much of an appetite, Doc. I mean, I eat, but not as much as I should, I guess."
Dr. Sikha nodded, her lips pursed in thought. "Ok Chintu. You go and sit outside. I will talk to your Bhabi."
Suchi nodded, her voice soft yet firm. "Chintu, go on now. I'll call you when we're ready."
Chintu looked at her, then at Dr. Sikha, his small shoulders slumping as he walked out of the room.
Once the door closed behind him, Suchi turned to Dr. Sikha, her expression serious. "Dr. Sikha, we need your help. I'm worried about Chintu. He's not eating well, and he seems weak. I'm afraid it's affecting his health."
Dr. Sikha nodded, her eyes thoughtful. "Do you know if he has ever been breastfed during his infancy?"
"No, breastfeeding would have been impossible," she said after a moment of thought. "Chintu's mother passed away during childbirth, and his father was never in the picture. He was raised by his grandparents."
Suchi nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. Do you think that might have something to do with his current condition?"
Dr. Sikha pursed her lips, thinking. "I thought so. Breast milk is incredibly nutritious and contains antibodies that boost a child's immune system.
It also helps with digestion and provides essential nutrients for growth and development. Chintu had missed out on this crucial source of nourishment as an infant"
Dr. Sikha suggested, "The only option I can see here is to give him Purest form of Milk. And that is breastmilk. Suchi, If somehow you can arrange that for him then its better. In fact if possible give him breast milk 5 times a day. Don't give any other food. Imagine that he is an infant"
Suchi's eyes widened in surprise, "Breast milk? But Dr. Sikha, he's not a baby. He's a grown man."
Dr. Sikha nodded, understanding the concern. "I realize that, Suchi, but his body hasn't developed the way it should have. Breast milk can provide the nutrients and antibodies he needs to strengthen his immune system and aid in digestion."
"But where will we get breast milk for him?" Suchi asked, her voice filled with worry.
Dr. Sikha leaned in, her voice low but firm.
"Listen, Suchi. I know this is unconventional, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Chintu's health is at stake here. You need to find a way to get him breast milk. And before you ask, no, formula won't cut it. Breast milk is unique, and it's what Chintu needs."
Suchi's mind was racing. She knew Dr. Sikha was right, but the idea of finding someone to breastfeed Chintu was daunting. She didn't want to put anyone in an awkward position, especially not someone from the village.
Dr. Sikha asked, "Please don't mind if I ask you a question."
Suchi responded, "Sure Doctor, please go ahead"
Dr. Sikha leaned in, her voice low but firm. "How many months pregnant were you when the miscarriage happened, Suchi?"
Suchi looked up, her eyes meeting Dr. Sikha's. "Five months," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "And did you breastfeed during that time?"
Suchi shook her head. "No, I... I didn't know how. My milk had just started coming in, and then... and then I lost the baby."
Dr. Sikha's eyes widened slightly, a realization dawning on her face. "Suchi, you still have milk in your breasts, don't you?"
Suchi looked down at her chest, her cheeks flushing. "Yes," she admitted softly, "but I didn't think it would be appropriate for me to..."
Sikha interrupted her, a look of determination in her eyes. "Suchi, look at me. This is not about what's appropriate or not. This is about saving Chintu's life. He needs that milk, and you're the only one who can provide it."
Suchi looked at Sikha, her eyes filling with tears.
"But what about Chintu? He's not a baby. He's a grown man. How will he...?"
Dr. Sikha sighed, her expression softening. "I know it's unconventional, Suchi. But we're talking about saving a life here. Chintu needs that milk, and you're the only one who can provide it. Trust me, the benefits will outweigh any initial discomfort."
Suchi's cheeks were stained a deep red, her body trembling slightly. She looked down at her chest, her lips parting slightly as she imagined the act.
She'd never thought about breastfeeding anyone other than her own child, but the thought of nourishing Chintu, of giving him something she never could before, was overwhelming.
"I... I don't know if I can do it, Dr. Sikha," Suchi stammered, her cheeks still flushed.
Dr. Sikha reached out, placing a comforting hand on Suchi's shoulder. "Listen, I am just not your doctor. I am your friend also. I do believe in divine things unlike other Doctors. Consider this as God has given you another chance to be a mother. From now on consider him as an infant, and start treating him like that. It will be a roleplay for him but I am sure he will enjoy. Most importantly by acting as an infant if he gets your milk and stays healthy, I would be more than happy not just as your Doctor but as your friend"
Suchi looked at Dr. Sikha, her eyes filling with tears. She could feel a lump forming in her throat. The idea of breastfeeding Chintu was both terrifying and comforting. She knew it was unconventional, but she also knew that it could be the key to Chintu's health. I'll try, Dr. Sikha. I'll try for Chintu," Suchi said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Sikha smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "That's all I ask, Suchi. Just try. Just think of him as an innocent infant. Convince him for the roleplay to act as an infant, to act as your baby"
Dr. Sikha called in Chintu, "Chintu Beta, come inside"
Chintu came inside and sat beside Dr. Sikha.
Dr. Sikha said, "Just listen to what your Bhabi says. You will be fine."
Chintu Nodded.
Suchi said thank you and then they left the hospital


NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."

Very well written.

I really like breastfeeding things.

Waiting for the next part. Please post it as soon as possible.

 

[MASTUROFALL]

First of all, its indeed great to have u n my thread. I am a big fan of your writing. Most of my story writing is inspired by you.

What is the age of Chintu? - Chintu's Age is 19. If you go through Update 2 and Update 3, it is mentioned that Chintu's age is 19. And he is suffering from GHD. In real world, one of the classical example of GHD is Hasbulla Magomedov.

Change chintu's age to 19

 

[MASTUROFALL]

Hi All,

Thank you all for your comments. Next update will be available soon. I am almost done with the draft.

 

[Cooldude1986]

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[MASTUROFALL]

Update 4
NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."

The sun had begun to set as Suchi and Chintu made their way back home. The sky was painted in hues of orange and pink, casting long, dancing shadows across the village streets. The air was filled with the familiar scent of cooking food and the distant hum of village life.

Suchi's house was a warm, inviting sight, its mud-brick walls and thatched roof glowing under the fading light. The courtyard was adorned with colorful Rajasthani paintings, the vibrant colors appearing to dance in the waning light.

Suchi led Chintu inside, the sound of their footsteps muffled by the cool, earthen floor.

Chintu looked around, his eyes taking in the familiar surroundings of Suchi's home. The air was filled with the lingering scent of the day's meal, a comforting aroma that always made him feel at ease.

Suchi led him to the bedroom, her voice gentle yet firm. "Chintu, beta, I need you to come sit beside me" she said, her eyes meeting his.
Chintu hesitated for a moment, his small brows furrowed in confusion. "Bhabi, what's going on?"

Suchi was crying, tears streaming down her face as she sat on the bed. Chintu was taken aback, his small hand reaching out to brush away her tears. "Bhabi, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned. Suchi looked up at him, her eyes red-rimmed and sad. "I'm so sorry, Chintu. I never told you this before, but I was pregnant. I was five months along when I lost the baby."Chintu's eyes widened in surprise, his heart aching for her.

Suchi's voice trembled as she spoke, her tears continuing to flow. "I never got to breastfeed my baby. I never got to experience that bond, that love. I never got the chance to feel the love when your infant fully naked is on your lap taking a nap. I never got the opportunity to experience the pleasure when your naked infant crawls around the room. I always wanted to know how it feels when you clean your baby's PEE PEE and ASS when they pee or POOP. Unfortunately Doctor said I can never be a mom. I can't get pregnant anymore"

Suchi's voice broke, the tears flowing freely now. "I felt like a part of me was missing, like I was incomplete. But then I met you. And I realized, maybe this is God's way of giving me another chance. To be a mother, to feel that connection. To nurture and love someone."

Chintu's heart ached for her, his tiny hand still brushing away her tears. "Bhabi, I...I don't know what to say. I'm so sorry you had to go through that."

Suchi's eyes met his, her voice firm and determined.

"I was confirmed when I saw you yesterday, when you were suckling Sujata's Breast like an infant. You looked more cute than Hari. "

Suchi looked at Chintu, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and longing. "Chintu, I want you to do something for me, beta. Can you do that?"
Chintu nodded, his small hand still cupping her cheek. "Of course, Bhabi. Anything for you."
Suchi wiping her tears, "Anything? Please don't run away later"
Chintu nodded, "No Bhabi. I can do anything for you"
Suchi, "Ok. Now remember, what I am going to say now is going to change both of our lives. Once committed, you can not back down"
Chintu, "Ok Bhabi, what I need to do?"
Suchi looked deeply into Chintu's eyes, her voice filled with both a sense of command and tenderness. "I want you to be my baby, Chintu. I want you to be an infant. I want you to act as an infant from here on"
Chintu's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief. He knew Suchi had been through a lot and had a deep longing for motherhood that she could no longer fulfill, but this was something entirely different.
"Bhabi, I... I don't know if I can do that," Chintu stammered, his heart pounding in his chest.
Suchi's eyes softened, her hand still cupping his cheek. "I know it's unconventional, beta. But think about it. You'll get to experience something you've always missed out on. And I'll get to feel like a mother again. We both get something out of this."
Chintu looked away, his mind racing. He had never considered this, never even imagined it as a possibility. But the thought of being nurtured and loved by Suchi, of feeling that connection, was overwhelming.
"Please, Chintu," Suchi begged, her voice trembling with emotion. "I need this.

And if you're willing, I'm sure it will help you too. You deserve to be loved, to be nurtured. You deserve to feel what it's like to be an infant, to feel that primal bond with a mother."

Suchi's pleading eyes and sincere words stirred something deep within Chintu. He saw the longing and desperation in her eyes, and he knew that he couldn't refuse her. He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest as he made his decision.

"Alright, Bhabi," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do it.

I'll act as your infant." Chintu said, his voice filled with a mix of nervousness and determination.

Suchi's eyes widened in surprise and relief, her hand still cupping his cheek. "Really, beta? You won't regret this?"

Chintu shook his head, his small hand reaching up to grip Suchi's wrist. "No, Bhabi. I won't regret this. I want to do this for you."

Suchi smiled through her tears, her eyes shining with unshed emotion. "Thank you, beta. Thank you so much."

She leaned in, her forehead pressed against his.

Suchi said on firm voice, "Ok now that we agreed, a few guidelines I want you to follow."

Chintu responded, "Ok Bhabi"

Suchi explained.

"1. You will be NANGA(Nude) everytime. Like other village babies or infants

2. You can pee or poop anywhere you want Like other village babies or infants

3. You can not walk, only crawl.

4. You will only make noises and no talking.

5. You will only drink breast milk and water. No food.

6. I will feed you a minimum of 5-6 times a day.

7. Remember, you are a 6 months old baby."

Suchi asked, "Any question Chintu?"

Chintu asked, "Bhabi, these are some weird rules. What if someone comes in while I am nude.”

Suhi said, “Nobody gets offended by a 3 year old boy being nude”.

I said, “Chachi what about I am pooping on my bed rather than on latrine”.

She replied, “As you will be only fed breast milk, hence your stool will be like that of baby’s only. I will do that no worries. Any more question?”.
Chintu's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as he nodded, "No more questions, Bhabi. I understand." Suchi smiled reassuringly, her eyes filled with a mixture of tenderness and anticipation. "Good boy. Now, let's get you undressed."Chintu hesitated for a moment, his small hands fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. Suchi gently took his hands in hers, her touch soothing and firm. "It's okay, beta. I'm here for you."She began to undress him, slowly and carefully, her eyes never leaving his. "
Chintu's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, but he allowed Suchi to undress him. She took her time, her touch tender and comforting. She peeled off his shirt first, revealing his small, frail chest. She unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear, leaving him completely nude. He squirmed slightly at the sensation of the cool air on his naked skin, his little cock standing at attention, a testament to his arousal. Suchi's eyes flicked down to his small cute little Penis, her cheeks coloring slightly. She had never seen a grown man so small and vulnerable before.
Suchi said, "Chintu, I was wondering if I had to cover you in front of others as I thought you would be having a LUND. But in contrast, you are having a small tiny NUNU just like a baby. And its hairless and smooth. "
Suchi couldn't help but chuckle softly at the sight of Chintu's tiny little penis. "It's so small and cute, just like a baby's," she murmured, her fingers gently tracing the length of his shaft. Chintu blushed beet red, his body trembling slightly at Suchi's touch. He had never been this exposed or vulnerable in front of anyone before, and the sensation was both overwhelming and arousing.Suchi looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and desire. "Lie down on your back, beta," she whispered, her voice low and husky.
Chintu's face was aflame with embarrassment, but he complied, lowering himself onto Suchi's large, warm bed. The soft sheets against his bare skin sent shivers down his spine, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He looked up at Suchi, his eyes wide with nerves and anticipation.
Suchi stood at the edge of the bed, her eyes roaming over Chintu's small, naked body. She could see the outline of his ribs, the curve of his hips, and the tiny, erect penis that twitched with each beat of his heart.
Suchi ,"Now you look like an infant"

She unbuttoned the top of her blouse, the soft fabric parting to reveal her ample cleavage. Chintu's eyes widened slightly, taking in the sight of her round, full breasts, made even more prominent by the fabric of her blouse. Suchi's nipples were already hard and erect, poking through the thin fabric of her bra.
She leaned down, her breasts swaying gently, and positioned herself so that her nipple was level with Chintu's small mouth. "Open up, beta," she murmured, her voice a low purr.
"Take my nipple into your mouth."

Chintu hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between Suchi's breasts and her face. Then, with a deep breath, he parted his lips and took her nipple into his mouth. He sucked gently, his tiny tongue circling the sensitive tip.

Suchi let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the sensation. "Yes, beta, just like that. Suck on it like a good little baby."
Chintu followed her instructions, his tiny hand coming up to cup her breast, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he nursed.
While Chintu was sucking Suchi's huge breast, he was having weird feelings. He was thinking that a day before he never saw any human breast in person. Only in Porn he has seen some, but here in 2 days he sucked 2 beautiful woman's huge breasts. He thanked god for giving him GHD. He was excited and thought he will always act like this if he get to have breast sucking sessions like this from different women.
On the other hand, what Suchi was experiencing was purely Maternal.
After a while Suchi realized that her milk from that breast is finished and Chintu was sucking it like dry nursing.

Suchi , "Chintu Beta, now come. Suck from this DUDU"
Chintu left the nipple he was sucking with a soft Pop.
Suchi’s right breast was now empty, and Chintu’s little mouth made a satisfying popping sound as he released her nipple. She smiled at him, her eyes warm and loving. “Good boy, now come and have some from this side.” She shifted slightly, exposing her left breast, which was just as full and inviting as the first.
Chintu looked up at her, his big eyes filled with a mix of innocence and longing. He hadn’t realized how much he’d been craving this, how much he’d wanted this,
He observed closely how big is that breast. How beautiful those dark Areolas are looking. He saw the dark hard nipple, where a couple of drops of milk popped from the nipple inviting him to suck.
Chintu's cheeks were flushed as he gazed up at Suchi's left breast, his small tongue darting out to lick his parched lips. He had never seen or experienced anything like this before, and the sight of her bare breasts, the taste of her milk, it was all overwhelming and arousing. Suchi smiled down at him, her fingers gently cupping her left breast and offering it to him. "Come on, beta. Have some more," she coaxed, her voice low and husky.
He hadn’t realized how much he’d been craving this, how much he’d wanted this. He observed closely how big is that breast.
He leaned up, his tiny hands reaching for Suchi's breast, his lips latching onto her nipple with a soft, sucking sound. He began to nurse, his little mouth working hard, pulling and sucking on her nipple, his tiny tongue flicking against her sensitive skin.
Suchi let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the sensation of Chintu's mouth on her breast. "That's it, beta," she murmured, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close.
After some sucking the milk got empty from Suchi's Breast. Suchi realized that but she let Chintu Suck her breast. As she knew Chintu is an adult and this is sort of first time for him sucking a woman's Breast. After a while she tried to remove nipple from Chintu's lips, but Chintu was sucking hard.
Suchi said, "That's it beta. No worries you will get more chance to suck on these breasts. I don't have any milk left here. It will take sometime to generate"
Suchi, "Chintu my beta, you need to let go of my nipple, okay? No milk left in this breast." Chintu whined softly, his lips still latched onto Suchi's nipple, his tiny hands gripping her breast firmly. He was so lost in the sensation of suckling, the way her skin felt in his mouth, the taste of her milk. It was all so new and exciting, and he didn't want it to end. Suchi chuckled softly, her fingers gently tracing circles on his back.
Chintu released Suchi's nipple with a soft pop, his lips forming an 'O' shape as he looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire and longing. "More, Bhabi," he begged, his voice hoarse with need. "I want more of your milk." Suchi looked down at him, her eyes dark with maternal affection. "Patience, beta," she murmured, her fingers gently stroking his hair.
Suchi's voice was low and husky, her eyes filled with a mix of maternal affection and desire. "I'll feed you again soon, beta. But for now, let's get you cleaned up."
Chintu pouted slightly, his lower lip jutting out in a cute pout. "But I want more milk now, Bhabi," he whined softly.
Suchi chuckled, her fingers still stroking his hair. "Patience, beta. You'll get more milk.."
Chintu responded, "Ok Bhabi"
Suddenly Chintu had an urge to Pee as he drank too much of milk.
Chintu felt his bladder bursting, a familiar sensation he hadn't experienced in years. "Bhabi, I need to pee," he squeaked, his little legs squirming. Suchi smiled gently, her fingers still stroking his hair. "That's okay, beta. You can pee right here on my lap. Just like a baby. Anyways I had to change the sari" Chintu hesitated for a moment, then looked down at his tiny, hard cock, pointing straight up. He had never peed in front of anyone before, let alone on a bed. But the urge was too strong, and he didn't want to make a mess.
Suchi understood his hesitation. She showed an informational video on phone to Chintu, where they can see a baby is on his mother lap naked.
His mother held his penis to help him pee comfortably.
Suchi, "Look Chintu Beta, this is how it is done initially. Let me help you"
Suchi, “You trust me, right beta? I won’t let you make a mess” She said reassuringly. Chintu nodded, his bladder screaming with pain now as he watched the video with curiosity caused by excitement. Suchi took his little hard one in her hand, her fingers wrapping around his tiny shaft. Chintu gasped, his eyes widening as he felt her soft, warm hand on his private part. Suchi guided his little one towards her sari, her eyes never leaving his.
Chintu's eyes were wide with surprise and arousal as Suchi wrapped her hand around his tiny cock. He had never felt anything like this before, never been touched so intimately. His breath hitched in his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a soft moan as Suchi guided him towards her sari.
"Just relax, beta," Suchi murmured, her voice gentle yet firm. "Let it out. That's it."
Chintu took a deep breath, trying to relax as Suchi continued to hold his cock. After a moment, he felt a warm, wet sensation as his bladder finally released.
He groaned softly, his body shuddering slightly as he emptied his bladder onto Suchi's sari. Suchi chuckled, her fingers still wrapped around his cock. "Good boy, beta. That's it. Let it all out." Chintu closed his eyes, his body relaxing as he finished peeing. Suchi continued to hold him, her touch gentle and reassuring. "All done, beta?" she asked softly. Chintu nodded, his body trembling slightly as the last drops trickled out. Suchi released his cock, her fingers leaving a warm, damp trail on his skin.
"Good boy, now let's get you cleaned up." Chintu blushed, his cheeks reddening even further at the thought of being 'cleaned up' by Suchi. He watched as she reached for a cloth and dampened it with water before turning back to him. "Spread your legs for me, beta," she instructed, her voice steady and firm. Chintu hesitated, his body tensing up. Suchi raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing slightly. Don't be shy. I'm not going to hurt you."Chintu took a deep breath and did as he was told, spreading his legs wide.
Suchi knelt between Chintu's legs, her eyes roaming over his small body, her fingers gently spreading his thighs wider. She suddenly noticed that CHintu's asshole is also looking like a baby's asshole. It is pink and tight. She could see his tiny, hard cock, glistening with a mixture of pee and pre-cum. She chuckled softly, "You're such a naughty boy, aren't you? Getting excited while peeing." Chintu blushed even deeper, his entire body flushing with embarrassment and arousal. "I-I'm sorry, Bhabi," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. Suchi shook her head, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Suchi leaned forward, her chest brushing against Chintu's inner thighs. She could feel the heat radiating from him, the scent of his arousal filling her nostrils. She ran the damp cloth gently over his sensitive skin, cleaning away the traces of his pee. Chintu squirmed slightly, his breath hitching in his chest as Suchi's touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through him.
She paid special attention to his cock, her fingers wrapping around his tiny shaft and stroking him gently. Chintu gasped, his hips arching off the bed as Suchi's touch sent electric shocks straight to his core.
Suchi understood what Chintu is going through. But she has a special bond with him, and she made a special relation with him from today onwards, hence she avoided any weird thoughts. She ignored Chintu's reaction. She cleaned Chintu up, and made him sleep on the bed. She went away to change the pee drenched sari and gets cleaned up


NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."

 

[Veejayy83]

Very nice bro. Excellent work. Mind blowing. Unexpected twist as Chintu become a child. So we belive he will get milk from few more bhabhi. Than this 2

 

[Cooldude1986]

Nice update