Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Wastes ❯ Chapter Thirty Five ( Chapter 35 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

In the morning, Boris and Maverick left. Maverick left Lana in charge of Angelia and gave orders to his maid to help her learn to care for the baby despite her resentment for Lana.

"So how's the brat doing?" Sven asked as he saw Lana pace back and forth with it.

"Um...sleeping..." she said softly. "I'm suppose to feed her when she wakes...."

"You can't breast feed. You don't have any milk in them."

Lana blushed wildly. She held up a bottle.

"Oh right. Eh, breast feeding is probably healthier."

"That's...what the maid said...but...I don't...I'm not...her mother..."

"So? That doesn't matter."

"I...don't have milk..."

He smirked at that. "So you would breast feed it if you had milk?"

She blushed and shifted. "If I was her mother and had the milk to give... It's better for the baby..." she said softly.

"Xavier. You could fix that couldn't you?"

Xavier poked his head out from his room. "I'm certain I have a hormone shot somewhere for that."

Lana put the baby in the crib softly and covered her chest with her arms. "I don't think I should do that without permission from Maverick!"

"Do you think Maverick would mind? He wants what's best for his baby and he clearly wants you. When you marry him you'll be Angelia's mother anyway."

"But...it's his baby...he may not want her...um...getting...milk from me..."

"Please. He wants to knock you up so you can be popping out babies for him. I don't think he'd care."

Lana nervously pulled at her shirt. "You...think?"

He nodded. "I don't see why not."

"Why are you...telling me this?" Since when was he ever nice to anyone? Did he want something?

He shrugged. "Because I'm bored."

"You think I should do it? I don't really know much about babies...it's a big responsibility..."

"Eh. I dunno. You love Maverick right?"

"Yes..." she blushed.

"Well he obviously has something for you. He’s going to marry you. He's going to have sex with you. He wants you to have his babies. So eventually I guess you'll have the responsibility of taking care of a child eventually."

She looked down at Angelia. Biting her lip she brushed Angelia's hair. "I guess..."

"So there's really no point in second guessing yourself. He's already training you to be her mother."

"How long will it take...for me to get....the milk?" she blushed.

"If I gave you the injection directly to your breasts probably within six hours you would start lactating."

She looked at him, face red. "Do I have to take my shirt off?"

Xavier smiled and nodded. "Yes. The shot would have to be applied directly to your breasts. More accurately, to your nipples."

"I don't think I could do that....without Maverick here...."

"If that's your wish I won't force you."

"Could...one of the girls do it?"

"No. Unfortunately the shot is very precise. I wouldn't trust anyone to do it. They could end up messing up your entire hormonal system."

She sighed. "Oh..."

"So just take your time. I'll have the shot ready if you decide to take it."

She nodded. Lifting Angelia up again, she sat in the rocking chair and softly rocked her while she thought of going through with the shot. Would Maverick really be ok with it?

Sven whistled as he made his way to the kitchen. Healthier baby meant that maybe he could smoke in the house.

A few hours later Lana softly knocked on Xavier's door.

Xavier looked up from his work. "Come in Lana."

She walked in and closed the door behind her. "I...want to do it..." she blushed as she looked at her hands.

"You want to have the hormone shot?"

She nodded.

"Did you want me to give it to you now, or would you prefer to wait for Maverick to return?"

"When will Maverick be back?"

"I am not certain."

She sat down, pondering it for a minute. "I should do it now right? For Angelia?"

He paused as he looked at her. "Medically speaking...yes." Seeing the look on her face made him sigh and sat down, taking her hand and smiling. "But do what you think is right."

"I want her to be healthy and Maverick to be happy...I think I should do it now..."

"Okay. If that's what you want. Now, there are a few side effects that we should talk about." He stood to get the shot. "The first being that your breasts will increase in size as they fill will milk. They will be tender and sensitive. Also, since I'm increasing your hormone dosage, it is very likely that your body will go ahead and start finishing its changes such as your hips getting wider, breasts enlarging, and all the other fun stuff associated with puberty." Once the sot was ready he sat down in front of her again. "Also, be careful if you and Maverick are intimate. This acts as a fertility drug of sorts...."

She blushed. "I...understand..."

"Now then, I need to get to your breasts."

Shaking hands when to her blouse and she started unbuttoning it. Xavier waited patiently as her skin began to expose itself to him. Setting her blouse aside, she took a deep breathing and undid her bra with a blush while biting her lip.

Once her bra fell from her breasts he smiled and held up the shot. "This is going to sting a little. Okay?"

She nodded. He took one of her breasts in his hand, his thumb running over her nipple before pressing the needle into the very tip of it.

"Ouch..." she whispered and blushed.

He smiled and pushed the needle in further before pushing some of the liquid into her. "Now you're going to feel a warm sensation going through your breasts and body. It will probably get you excited down below, but that's perfectly natural."

She closed her eyes. Shifting in the seat her shaking hands went to his shoulders to steady herself. He was right...she was getting excited. And he hadn't even put the shot in the other breast. He smiled as he saw her panties start to get wet. Pulling the needle out of her first breast, he worked and got it into the second and filled her full of the hormone. By now her panties were soaked and the rest of it hadn't even started to take effect yet. Her face was flushed and now she wished that she had waited for Maverick. What was she going to do without him?

"How are you feeling?" That was obvious, but he wanted to hear from her.

She turned her face from him. "You already know..."

"I see. Would you likely me to get you a change of underwear? Or I could leave you alone so that you can relieve yourself."

"I need...a hot bath..." she said and stood. She started to the door and stopped. Turning back around, she grabbed her blouse and put it on, covering herself but leaving the buttons undone as she quickly rushed out.

He sighed as he saw she left her bra. "I'd better go give this to her."

Sven stepped out of his room just as she ran into him. "Oh. What's...up?" He stopped as he saw her exposed breasts from where they collided.

Lana quickly closed her blouse and pulled at her skirt. "Please excuse me!"

"You're um...dripping on the floor," he said with a smirk.

She turned bright red and rushed past him to Maverick's room. Going to the bathroom she started the bath water. She felt so stupid.

"Sarah. Would you go check on Lana for me?" Xavier asked as he held up her bra.

"Uh...sure?" Had Lana done it with Xavier!? She shook her head and opened up the door to their room. "Lana. It's me. I uh...have your bra."

"I'm in the bathroom..." she said softly. "Um...keep it down...the baby is sleeping..."

She looked over at the crib and smirked. Going to the bathroom she looked as Lana was trying to get in the tub. She saw fluid on the floor and soaked underwear. "Everything okay?"

"No..." she whispered as her lip quivered.

"Aww, what's wrong sweetie?"

She sat in the water and showed Sarah her breasts. "I got this shot so I could breast feed Angelia for Maverick...but...it has weird side effects..."

"Wow your breasts are starting to swell," she whispered as she touched the sensitive pieces of flesh. "What kind of side effects are there?"

She blushed. "Well...my breasts will increase and be sore...and my body is suppose to finish my puberty... I'll be really fertile and...right now...I'm...well..." she buried her face in her hands as she blushed, "you know..."

"You're really horny," she smiled.

"Don't say it like that," she said as she pulled her legs to her chest and sunk in the water. "I wish Maverick were here..."

"If you're so...aroused, just play with yourself to let off the pressure."

"I don't do that kind of stuff."

"It would help you to feel better."

She shifted. "But...Angelia's in the room..."

"She's a baby. It's not like she can see you or would even know what you're doing."

She bit her lip and nodded. "Ok..."

"Good. I hope you feel better. I'm going to get something to eat," she said with a small laugh as she stood to leave.

Lana waited until she was gone. Slowly her hand slipped down her body and she started massaging her clit just like Maverick had done before.

Sarah smiled as she grabbed a sandwich and then headed back to her room, plopping down on her bed with her gun. "So, Lana's taking a drug that will make her lactate."

Evana smirked. "I know. Somehow Sven thinks he can smoke again now that the baby will be healthier. What he hasn't figured out yet is that now he can't be anywhere near Lana when he smokes. Whatever Lana eats or takes in, like secondhand smoke, will go to the milk. Maverick is going to be more strict which means I'm going to need your help even more."

Sarah rolled over to look at her and laughed. "Oh wow. He's going to have to go cold turkey then. That's not going to end well."

"Yep. Which is so funny because he thought this would work out well. So, you want to tell him?”

"Oh hell no! I'll leave that for you. I don't have a death wish."

"Oh, I think it's going to be funny. The look on his face when he realized he talked her into breast feeding just so he could quit smoking....priceless."

"I don't think he's going to quit smoking. He's been going through a pack a day since he was twelve."

"And that's why I need you."

"I'll help you watch out for him, but unless we destroy every cigarette in the world he's going to find a way."

"It's not really the problem...you have no idea how Maverick can get. If Sven is caught smoking around Lana...let's just say that we won't be fast enough..."

Sarah sighed and closed her eyes. "It probably won't be a problem at all. If we tell him to quit smoking he's likely to just flick us off and leave. Then there will be no problem."

"Then why don't we just cut to the chase and tell him to leave."

"That would save us about an hour of arguing, gun fire, and stab wounds."

"Alright." Standing she walked out and went to Sven's door. "Pack your shit and get out."

Sven looked at the door and smirked as he played with his lighter. "Want to give me a reason?"

"You got Lana to get milk in her breasts and now you can't smoke around her without tainting it. So it's either get out or stop smoking. So get out," she said and handed him his suit case.

His smile fell as he heard that. "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hold on a damn minute. Just because Lana is packing milk means that I can't smoke around her?"

"You should have done your research dumb ass. When a woman is breast feeding it's like she is still carrying the baby. No drinking, no smoking, no secondhand smoke, and a strict diet."

"Well that's fine then. I can smoke outside and when we're on missions. Cause there's no way that Maverick would want his precious milk machine to be hurt in combat."

Evana stopped. "Wait...what?" Was he agreeing? Since when!?!

Sven just smirked and relaxed once more, flicking his lighter off and on. "What? Is there something else?"

"No... But you don't actually think that Lana won't come just because she is breast feeding, do you?" she smirked. "It's called a breast pump."

"Oh? And we have one?" His smirk widened.

"Maverick is rich. He will get one before we leave."

"Maybe. Maybe not. Guess we'll find out when he gets back."

"Either way, she'll come and you won't be able to take it. Cut out the middle man and just pack and leave," she said and walked out.

"Sure. Whatever you say." He was going to stay just to piss her off.

Evana smirked and walked into her room. "He'll stay out of spite."

"Oh really? What makes you say that."

"He's a man right? And men can't stand to be told to do something."

Sarah laughed and nodded. "Yeah, that's certainly true."

"I told him to go and now he will stay."

By night fall, Lana's milk came in. It was uncomfortable and her shirts didn't fit right. They were tight and her bras no longer fit at all. She sat on the end of the bed as the maid glared at her. "What were you thinking? Maverick isn't going to allow you to breast feed Angelia!"

"You...don't think he will?" she said softly.

"Why would he? He loves Angelia and you are just some strange girl that's trying to take over as being her mother. You don't know anything about her." She was feeding Angelia a bottle while Lana watched.

Yes, she felt stupid for doing this...and now there was no going back.

"Hey, bitch...shut up," Sven muttered as he stood in their door way, a cigarette dangling from his lips and his lighter in his hand.

"Sven...please don't light that with Angelia in here...." Lana said softly.

The maid just turned her back to him and continued to feed Angelia.

Sven looked down at the lighter and smirked at the maid. "What's your name?"

"None of your business. I don't get paid to socialize."

"No. You get paid to take care of the brat." He flicked open his lighter. "I'm guessing Maverick would be really pissed if you let me stand here smoking in her room."

Lana shot up from the bed. "Don't!"

He pointed at her. "Sit," he ordered. He turned his attention back to the maid. "Now then. Where were we? Oh right. Maverick using you as a pin cushion for his knives because you put the baby in danger. Does that sound like fun to you?"

"Please, Sven...don't..." Lana said but even so, she sat down.

The maid eyes hardened. "You wouldn't dare light it."

He chuckled. "Sweetie, you really don't know me. Pissing Maverick off is how I get my jollies now days. So unless you want me to get us both stabbed to death, I suggest you hand the baby over to Lana so she can feed it."

"Why would I listen to you?"

"Because we like Lana and we don't like you. I'll break your face if you don't give the baby to her," Evana said coldly.

The maid handed Lana the baby and stomped to her room. Lana shifted Angelia in her arms. Evana walked over to Lana and sat down. "Do you know how to?"

"Um...not really."

"Pillows help. Sit back against the headboard." Lana did as she said and Evana put a pillow and Lana's lap. Lana rested her arms on it so they wouldn't get tired while holding Angelia. "Now unbutton your shirt."

"But Sven's in here..."

"I don't mind," he smirked.

"Get out or I'll throw you out."

He shrugged. "Whatever. Have fun being mother of the year," he muttered with a wave. Shutting the door behind him, he started outside, lighting his cigarette up as he stepped outside.

Evana turned back to Lana and helped her unbutton her shirt. Guiding Angelia's head, Evana sat there and waited until she was sucking. "There we go," she said softly.

"How...do you know this?"

"I once knew someone who was pregnant. She read a lot of stuff about babies."

Sven inhaled and closed his eyes, letting the smoke fill his lungs before exhaling. "Dying never tasted so good," he smirked as he stared up at the sky.

Maverick pulled up in the car and got out. Skyla got out behind him as Boris carried Maven's body. Skyla looked at Sven. "Hello, Sven."

"Hey flower girl," he smirked. "You look well for being dead...." He stopped as he saw Maven's body. "Oh...bad choice of words I guess...."

"Yes...it was..." she said softly and walked passed him to go inside.

"So, I take it everything went well knife boy?"

Maverick only nodded. They walked inside and Skyla moved to her room. She closed the door behind her and didn't bother greeting anyone. "She's changed so much... She showed Boris and I what had happened to her. She pushed it all in our head like our own memories..."

"She can do that? I thought she could only see our memories."

"She can do a lot of things now...a lot... Xavier?"

"He's in his room studying the A.R.K. thing."

He nodded and walked to Xavier's room. "They are back. Maven is dead. Skyla doesn't want to talk until the morning. She said she needs to rest her mind."

"Oh. Maven's dead? Where is his body?" He asked, wiping the grease from his hands.

"Boris is putting him in a separate room. Skyla insisted we bring him with us. She refused to bury him. She said he has 'bigger plans.'"

He smirked at that. "Bring him here. I'd like to do an autopsy on him."

"I'll let Boris know." He walked out and went to Boris. "Xavier wants Maven's body. How are you holding up? You haven't said a word since she showed you her experience."

"I'd rather not talk about it," he admitted. "In fact, I'd rather she had not shown me at all."

"She said she has a reason for everything." He sighed. "Just take Maven to Xavier. I need to see Lana." He walked down the hall to his room.

Boris nodded and carried Maven's body to Xavier.