They Must Be Fed

By S.B.

After listening to the call of motherhood more times than she expected, Ashley Delacroix is eager to get back to work but she needs a good babysitter a.s.a.p. When her sister June recommends Corinne for the job, what seemed like a regular interview turns into a dark fascination from which there's no escape.

For Corinne holds a secret, one that goes back to 90's Germany where illegal experiments in the pursuit of the fabled Fountain of Youth have created a pair of "monsters" no one can resist. And what's worse is that Ashley's husband - Jeremy - was involved in it.

They Must Be Fed is a revenge erotic mind control story that intertwines lactation fantasies with an unnerving horror vibe. Get it today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: S.B.
• Release date: Nov 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463412565

S.B.

Simple Being, middle name Creative. Writer and artist with a penchant for stories involving Female Domination, Hypnosis and Mind Control. My thoughts are my own except when they're not.

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They Must Be Fed

(a.k.a. Corinne)

By S.B.

Copyright 2019 S.B.

Cover Design by S.B.

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Table of Contents

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part I

Ashley Delacroix glanced at the expensive gold-plated wall clock hanging over the scorching fireplace and frowned. It was half-past seven, fifteen minutes past the scheduled appointment.

If her grandmother were still alive, no doubt she would have used her favorite sentence by now. It went like this: never trust someone who’s late for a meeting for they will always be late for life. Much like everything she said even before Alzheimer took over her mind, it was quite the exaggeration. Her now loving husband had been one hour late for their first date and everything turned out okay. Still, over the years, Ashley had learned to treasure punctuality more than most, a fact that became clearer the older she got.

It was hard to believe she was almost cracking fifty and even harder to realize she was a mother for less than eight. For some women, the call of parenthood is like a siren’s song, a sweet promise of a brand-new life one can’t wait to be without. For others, it’s more of a piercing scream, a biological Banshee’s wail reminding them of their mortality and the need to ensure a legacy before silence falls. Ashley’s life had been perfectly balanced on the refusal of both until Jeremy begged her with puppy eyes to start a real family. She fell for that look four