The Royal Wet Nurse

by:	Celeste Ann Taylor

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Synopsis:	Prince Frederick is lost in the shuffle his older siblings have roles and duties but he has nothing and he secretly wants to be a girl and get married, then his mother has a sudden need of a wet nurse for his sister's soon to be born baby...
Categories:	Magical Transformations
Keywords:	Wedding Dress or Married

The Royal Wet Nurse
By Celeste Ann Taylor

Being the youngest child can suck big time, especially when your name is Frederick. My oldest brother is the heir to the kingdom and my sister's married to the heir to the neighbouring kingdom, so I'm left on my own; the forgotten spare that no one wants. Most of my days are spent just wandering the castle being shepherded politely away from anything that's remotely interesting. I spend a lot of time reading, I get lost in the tales of the olden days. Great love stories and adventures, it's better than nothing. It's not like there's any eligible princesses out there for me to marry, just a lot of rival princes who've married all the wealthy land owner's daughters.

Still I don't care about love much anyway. To be honest, when I read those chronicles of yesteryear I always imagine myself as the princess in peril or the Amazon warrior who fights for the love of her chosen man. I often wish that I'd been born a girl and that way I'd be married to a man and have land and a proper title by now. Such daydreams are all that I have.

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"The baby is due and there is not a single wet nurse in the kingdom to nurse my grandson?"

Queen Lola loved her family and wanted nothing but the best for them. It wasn't right for a royal princess to breastfeed her own child after the first royal feed.

"Tilaxia is too far to send for one as well."

"I'm perfectly capable of feeding my own child, mother." Princess Joy countered. "My breasts are swollen with milk."

"It is not the done thing. It is not the royal way."

"Well it'll have to be if we can't find a wet nurse."

Queen Lola saw her youngest son lurking in the background of the court and a wild idea formed in her mind.

"I shall speak to the royal mage; perhaps his magic will assist us."

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I was summoned to my mother's private chambers, where I was surprised to see my father and also Grido the Mage there. "What is it?"

"My…son."

My father put his hand on my shoulder and shook his head, before walking out.

"Father, what is it? Mother, what is going on?"

"It's a solution to a problem."

My mother hugged me, for the first time since I was about five.

"I don't understand. Is there a problem? Has my brother been injured?"

"Hasta, asta noxa loco femme!"

Grido put his hands on my head and it felt warm all of a sudden.

"What was that?" I inquired.

"It is done." Replied the mage.

"What is done?" I looked at my mother for answers.

"Rest now, you'll understand soon enough."

I was puzzled and confused and I went back to my room. I felt tired all of a sudden and I fell asleep on my bed. I dreamed that my body was changing, my unwanted manhood was shrinking and my chest was softening and becoming more womanly and buxom.

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"It was the only way, my love."

"But my son? True he is not my heir but he is still my blood and my kin."

"He had no role to serve, no duties to perform. We have given him duties and a purpose."

"It just feels extreme."

"You do not listen to his dreams at night. This is what he wants most but would never dare ask for it even if offered it freely."

"Truly? Then perhaps it is for the best if it will bring peace to his soul and comfort to his mind."

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I awoke with a start. It was first dawn, the castle was still asleep and only a few castle servants were awake. I undressed to bathe and had the shock of my life. Between my legs lay not my unwanted maleness, but rather the tender curved lips that hid my new feminine status. Carefully I explored my new sex with soft tender fingertips. The lips parted easily to reveal a tiny sheathed bump of such tender expression. It felt so soft and good to gently tease it and my touch brought forth a tender moan from my mouth that could never have been given before.

Further exploration gave rise to the discovery of my deepest sensitivity as my finger fell easily into my inner state of womanhood. I imagined a man's erect manhood filling me and I yarned deeply for such an encounter. My chest was indeed much thinner and softer but it had yet to give rise to any sign of female curvature. Twin bumps showed the signs of things to come, but for now I remained as comely as the plainest of peasant girls.

My hair felt a little longer but much softer and I washed it with delicate care, before scenting it with gentle flowers. Likewise I added fragrance to my skin so that I felt more womanly than I'd dared expect in my wildest dreams. I dried my skin carefully, noting the soft hairless shine and firm tone. I went to my clothes wardrobe but instead of my boring clothes I found it filled with the most gorgeous of dresses and undergarments.

I wanted to try everything on but I had to be sensible. I examined everything carefully before deciding upon a simple cotton shift and then a pretty white silk and lace dress to wear over it. The cut of it showed off my lack of cleavage and I was forced to pad the bust out with silk hankies. Then there was a knock at the door and my mother walked in!

"My dear, you are truly beautiful. The magic spell worked beyond my wildest dreams."

I couldn't think of anything to say. Thank you seemed so inadequate. Instead I hugged her tight.

"You're welcome my dear. I had best rename you though. You need a name as pretty as you are. I shall call you Flora."

I accepted my new name with total approval. "Thank you mother. My…erm…bust could use some work though."

"Oh don't worry about that, every woman grows at her own rate. If you were born a girl you would be but as developed as you are now. The women of this family are all late developers. Come, sit. Let me brush your hair for you."

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It was an hour later when my mother presented me to the court. She had fixed my hair for me, painted my face and nails and also assigned a lady's maid to me.

"You look beautiful."

My sister hugged me warmly before giving me a little sisterly kiss on each cheek.

"Thanks. It feels so right being a woman."

"You make a better woman anyway, little sister."

My brother then hugged me.

"Thank you, big brother." I murmured. "I feel so much more myself. I hope I meet a husband who's as nice and manly as you one day."

"My daughter."

My father hugged me and then took my hand.

"Father, I hope I can be of great service to the kingdom."

He led me over to my chair and motioned me to take a seat.

"My dearest Flora, you can serve greatly. As you know your sister has no wet nurse to look after her child. As her aunt we expect you to take up that role. As your niece or nephew grows older you will become their governess until they are old enough to be taught by the finest scholars of the land. After such a time I shall find a most suitable husband for you to marry."

My life was suddenly laid out for me in such certain terms. I had never expected so much to be asked of me and now suddenly to have such responsibility was a little overwhelming. However I knew that this was the price in return for having my greatest and most secret wish granted and so I had to agree.

"Of course father. There are a few matters I need to speak of, with mother and my sister."

"Of course, you women must talk of such business among yourselves."

I felt so proud and happy to be considered the equal of my mother and sister at such a basic level as our shared sex. I took them aside.

"I'd love to help you out Joy, but the plain thing is just that. I don't even have breasts yet, never mind have milk in them ready for feeding my niece or nephew. How can I accomplish such a role if I'm unable to even fill out this dress without a dozen silk handkerchiefs?"

"Calm your mind, my younger daughter. That will resolve itself soon enough. You need not trouble yourself with such concerns."

"Also what about suitors? I'm a royal princess now; Joy had suitors when she was sixteen. I'm almost seventeen. Surely I can have a boyfriend?"

"Mother sighed and my sister grinned.

"She wants to have sex."

"What woman does not when she feels mature enough for such a responsibility? However you are much too young to marry, even to prevent a child being born out of wedlock. You may court, but it must not interfere with your duties and you must remain a virgin until your wedding night."

"Then how?" I wanted to know but my sister cut me off before I could finish my question.

"I'll teach you a few things later on. Do you think I kept my beloved husband interest for three years without giving up my virginity without a few tricks to keep him interested?"

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I retired to my room to think upon my new role in the coming month. My sister was only a couple of weeks away from giving birth and I was scared of having plans made for my future. What if I dropped the baby? What if my intended husband was beastly to me? What if he couldn't give me a child one day? What did my sister mean about keeping a guy interested in me without opening my legs for him? When oh when would my breasts ever develop?

I picked up a book that mother had left for me. It taught me everything I needed to know about breast feeding and changing nappies. I read it from cover to cover, before I was summoned for the afternoon meal of bread and cheeses.

I was disappointed to discover that only a fraction of the food I normally ate was on my plate but I soon discovered that it was more than enough to satisfy my hunger. Instead of wine I was given fresh chilled milk to drink, and my family toasted me as their beloved daughter, which was truly nice of them and brought a smile to my face.

After the meal I retired to my room for a light slumber. I was undressed down to my shift as my maid Beth attended me. It was strange having someone to dress me and undress me now, but I kind of liked it. Then she took my hand and led me over to the bed. She began to kiss me and caress my body in ways that left me aroused and confused. She lifted my shift up to my hips and then laid me back on the bed.

She lowered her face between my thighs and I felt her tongue gently exploring the soft folds of my most delicate of areas. She found my delicate mound of feminine delight and gently played her tongue over it, teasing me and exciting me in a most peculiar way. It elicited a soft moan from me as she seemed to have some practice at knowing where all my most sensitive areas were located. Finally I was flushed with passion and mindless with such pleasure that I had to put a cushion over my mouth left my squeals of delight brought unwanted attention.

She repeated this again and again, keeping me in a giddy plateau of passion for what felt like an eternity. Finally she finished and allowed me some respite from the rapture she had kindly brought forth some moments earlier. I thanked her and shared my bath with her. There she suckled on my nipples like she was the newborn and I felt a swelling in my tiny bumps. I looked down to see that my bumps were more pronounced and growing before my eyes!

When I emerged from the bath my maid dried me down carefully. I needed to empty my bladder and found that it was much different than before. Now the water came out from between my legs between my little bump of fun and my womanly depth. She dried me off carefully before helping me into my shift and dress. It was a new dress, pretty and made of green velvet with frilly lace all over it. It was so soft and feminine and I felt so womanly and desirable wearing it. My maid fixed my hair and make up before gently applying soft fragrant lotions to my skin. I noticed that I needed fewer silk hankies to pad out the bust and this pleased me a lot.

That afternoon my mother and I took a walk around the garden. My sister was just too big and heavy to join us and remained indoors with her husband. It was so much better than the boring riding thing my father and brother liked to do. Mother pointed out all the beautiful flowers by name and I made an effort to memorise them all. We talked more about womanhood.

"I much prefer being a woman, mother. It feels so right and normal. Being a man never felt right to me, I always felt like I'd been born in the wrong body and I so wanted to get the right one and now I have."

"You're welcome my beautiful daughter. There are drawbacks to being a woman though. There's the curse of Eve for a start. The bleeding is a drawback but the cramping pains are the real bother."

"I never noticed you or Joy suffering from them."

"It takes some years to develop a mental block over the pain. You will come to master it. Of course bearing children is one obvious source of comfort, which is why I was glad to have three such darling children. Childbirth is another level of pain. It is the most intense and focused pain beyond imagination. There are herbs you can take to help but there is a secret pain that only mothers know. Your sister is about to discover that pain and one day, my girl, so shall you."

"If I'm ever wedded." I sighed. "I know father means well but what if he chooses a beastly man to marry me? I'm not sure I could ever love someone mean and nasty. My sister's husband is nice and kind; I should like a husband like that."

"Every woman wishes to marry a kind and gentle man. Most do, but others have to make do with what they can find. As a royal princess you will have the most noble and courteous of princes and nobles in all the lands clamouring for your hand in marriage. Believe me, on your wedding night you will want both a gentle soul and a wild animal as your lover."

"I will pray for such a combination."

"Until then you will have to content yourself with the affections of your maid. I chose her for you because she'll give you love without taking your virginity. Court a man if you will but let no other than your maid into your bed until your wedding night. You might also reciprocate her kindness too; it's a perfectly normal thing for us. I remember all the nights my maid and I spent exploring each others bodies; your sister, too, had her maid before she was betrothed.

It's not a sin to express your womanly needs or to satisfy them with another woman. It's expected that you have needs and she will provide release for them until your wedding night when your husband will take your virginity and make you his wife and lover. Learn all you can from her about your sensitivity and how to find them yourself, once you're married you can hardly expect your husband to rule and satisfy you fully. It's a necessary compromise; I should know, my maid still visits me every night your father is away. Welcome to the secret world of women, we must do what we must, and I hope you will too my daughter.

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That evening my father threw a great banquet in my honour, announcing me to all the nobles of our land and those further abroad who could come in time. I was flattered by all the attention that the young men my age showed me and all the looks of admiration from the young woman who by tomorrow would be copying my style of dress and also my shorter haircut. As I gingerly dined I felt my bust tightening, a sign that my boobs were growing again. I noticed all the buff young stallions who sought but a single glance in their direction from me. The sight of them excited me in a way I liked, but I tried to refrain from showing them too much encouragement. After all I had duties to perform before I could even consider satisfying my deepest womanly needs with a man.

Beth was waiting for me after the banquet and this time she undressed me and then herself . Before she could advance upon me I made the first move. I kissed her and gently caressed her breasts and felt up her bum and tender femininity. I saw for myself her womanhood close up when she spread her legs to allow me further. As we lay together, slowly teasing each other's bodies she taught me the secret names for our body parts that were largely unknown to men.

My little bud was my clitoris, my delicate folds of skin were my labia and my tunnel of love was my vagina. My breasts were larger than before, almost a handful each now. Beth's clitoris grew as I teased it gently with my tongue. The sweet scent of her vagina filled my nostrils as she grew excited by my graceful touch. Our love making lasted for half of the night and I was overjoyed when she finally began to buck and spasm with ecstasy brought on by my touch.

The next morning I awoke to Beth's absence, she had run my bath for me and laid my clothes out to dress in afterwards. We shared a lingering soak while she washed my hair and body. I felt so relaxed and at peace as she kneaded my shoulders gently. Afterwards I was dried and led to the privy to perform my ablutions before my skin was scented. She brushed my hair and then dressed me in my shift and a gorgeous pink and white silk dress. I was pleased to discover that my bust fit the dress perfectly. I felt so happy to fill it so well and admired my cleavage in the mirror.

The court was more interesting than usual, there seemed to be a lot more seriously attractive young men there today. Were they putting on a show to attract my attention? I found myself hoping that was the case and I exchanged and few shy smiles with the ones that really caught my eye.

After the main business of the court was done, I excused myself and went to pay a visit to my sister. She was so big now that she needed help to do a lot of activities. She was glad to see me and I helped her to her feet so that we could hug.

"You really should get your ears pierced."

I nodded. "But I don't have any jewellery."

"Here, take these."

She handed me a pair of simple gold and diamond earrings.

"They look pretty."

"Yvonne, come here."

My sister's maid arrived, she was very beautiful and I wondered if my sister made love to her like I did with Beth.

"My sister's ears need piercing. Can you do it for her?"

Yvonne heated a needle up in a candle flame, before driving it through my earlobe. It hurt a bit but it was over quickly, then Yvonne put the earring in place. Yvonne then pierced the other ear and put the earring in. She gave me a small glass of wine to dull the pain.

That afternoon I showed off my earrings to my mother as we took another walk around the garden.

"They suit you, my dear. Wait, take this necklace. It was my mother's before it was mine. I was going to give it to your sister, but she already has so much finery I don't think she would begrudge you a simple locket."

"It's so pretty." I let her fasten it around my neck. "How does it look?"

"It suits you, it flatters your bust. It's really developing. You'll be bigger than me and your sister soon."

"Really?"

"Of course. I arranged for it with Grido. You'll need to have your milk on offer all the time once the little one arrives.

I pondered these words while we completed our walk.

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The next day my father arranged for a hunt with birds of prey. I used to have a hunting hawk but as a lady of the court I was given a falcon called Lucy instead. It took a few moments to get accustomed to riding side saddle but I soon managed it. My sister was unable to join us, naturally, and my mother wished to remain behind with her. However I had Lady Tamara to accompany me and talk to.

She was somewhat brash and forward as we talked about the young lords in a most lewd manner, which I found refreshing and struggled to match. We decided that Lord Henry had great thighs, Lord Victor had a cute bottom and Lord Martin was hairier than a mountain goat! I let Lucy fly out for a while and she seemed to enjoy the exercise. She even made a kill, a small rodent, which she brought back to me before consuming it. I was really grossed out by it and had to turn away. Lady Tamara and I decided to return to the castle and do some embroidery.

I had never tried embroidering before and I didn't think it was as interesting as reading a book, but I was pleased as I slowly built the pattern up and when my mother joined us she was pleased by my skill.

My father, brother and the other men returned eventually. They were all talking about their birds' kills and were slapping each other on the back and enjoying jokes. I was much more interested in my embroidery and concentrated on that until I found that the noise faded.

Once my sampler was finished it was given over to the servants to be framed and placed in the hall along with those of the rest of the family. It was a little piece of history to which I had added to. The men had their war banners and their shields and coats of arms, but we women had a gallery of our own. My image of my mother was a testament to the beauty of our line. I hoped one day to have a daughter of my own and have her create an image of me in such a way to add to the heritage of our female line.

That afternoon I spent a wonderful hour with Beth between my legs and lying on top of me in a manner that allowed me to put my head between her thighs. We lay there in a sweaty daze of womanly passion and joy. I was moaning her name with bliss as wave after wave of ecstasy caused us to writhe in pleasure with our mutual lovemaking.

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The days flew by and all too soon my breasts grew larger and larger until they were as big as my head and filled with milk. I had to have new dresses made to fit my new bust line and Beth enjoyed playing with them almost as much as I did.

I spent the days being tutored in child care by the midwife as I was to assist with the delivery of my sister's baby. Through all of this I found my thoughts filling more and more with deliciously naughty images of Lord Henry. He was very tall and strong and his codpiece seemed suitably large and pleasing to my feminine eye. During meals I would sit next to him, an obvious sign of my favour and interest. He was a charming companion and we found ourselves meeting more and more frequently in the court.

He liked to go riding with me and he would talk at length about his plans for the future while I worked on my samplers. He understood my role as the royal wet nurse and later governess and was not in a hurry to get me down the aisle and into my wedding bed. He was kind and sweet and he made me laugh. His family owned a small but vitally important tract of land near one of our borders and his marriage to a royal princess would not only protect his lands more but would open up new avenues of trade to the kingdom.

When we finally kissed one day it was sudden and I didn't really mean to - but it just felt natural and my lips pressed against his and my tongue was in his mouth before he knew what was going on. He responded gently but firmly and with a fiery passion that took me by surprise and excited me at the same time. I remembered what my mother said about wanting a man who was a great lover in the bedroom and Lord Henry seemed such a man. I just prayed that his codpiece wasn't as padded as my bust used to be.

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The day of the birth began as normal. We were taking a simple meal of fresh vegetables when my sister felt ill and then her waters broke. The midwife and I fussed over her in her chambers while we waited for the little one to make an appearance. I held my sister's hand and mopped her brow, comforting her as the pains came and went. Finally the baby began to emerge from her vagina, a small purple thing that was beautiful beyond belief.

It was a boy, my sister's husband had the heir he wanted and my sister was glad too as she held him in her arms. The midwife and I then saw to the cutting of the cord and the removal of the afterbirth when it emerged a few moments later. My sister would eat it cooked later on; it was a great source of nutrition and would help her recover her strength quicker.

Eventually the men and my mother arrived. I could see that my brother in law was overjoyed and my father was hiding his tears of joy as best he could. Then we gave them some privacy so that the family could bond with their son. My services would not be needed for a while yet.

That afternoon my sister gave baby Jacob his 'royal' feed. From now on it would be my responsibility to take care of him and feed him. I was moved out of my room and into a smaller room where the cot was placed. Beth moved in with me too; as I would need her help to make me presentable when I had what little time I could to myself.

I quickly learned Jacob's moods. His different cries for when he was hungry, when he was sleepy, when he needed changing, when he needed burping, when he was going to be sick and when he was upset or scared. I wore a simple white linen dress much of the time as it was always getting something icky on it. I kept my hair short too, lest Jacob be sick all over it when I burped him. He loved to play with his new toys too and he slept a great deal of the time. I learned to sleep when he did and enjoy Beth's ministrations to my needy body when my sister and brother in law spent a few hours each day with him.

Life settled down into a pattern and I came to like my new position. I loved it most when baby Jacob was suckling on my nipple, drinking his fill. Joy asked me lots of questions, as she was half asleep when she fed him and so didn't remember it clearly. I did my best to share the joy with her and secretly she fed her son a few times but her milk soon dried up and he drank her dry quickly. My breasts were always swollen with milk and I was glad when he was hungry as they weighed lessafterwards.

Most of what little time remained was spent being courted by Sir Henry or in bed with Ruth. I felt so broody and maternal at times that without Ruth's patient ministrations I would have riped my beloved's clothes off and had my wicked way with him many times over. I looked forward to the birth of my first child; hether he was an heir to Henry or a daughter to be dotted on and fussed over I couldn't wait.

During the little spare time when I was alone I devoted my time to reading books of literature and mathematics. If I was to be governess to my little nephew then it was my duty to educate him as best I could in every manner of duty and wisdom. I would teach him his first words and shape his life in so many little ways.

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My heart did not sink a year later when my sister announced that she was with child again. It was the royal duty to have a second child and I had long awaited the announcement. I was the first person my sister told; I was so thrilled for her and told her that I would be glad to be her wet nurse again. In truth little Jacob was all but weaned off my milk now but it was still as copious in my breasts as the day he was born.

Little Harmony was born nine moons later. She was such a tiny little thing but she suckled on my nipples with a hunger that surpassed her elder brother. She quickly grew big and strong on my milk and I doted upon her as if she were my own. She was such a quiet child, she hardly cried at all except when she was lonely or scared. She was so pretty too, she had her mother's looks.

In time the babies grew up to be children and I was patient and loving with them both. I'd sing them songs when they were tired, tell them stories when they were bored. I'd hug them when they fell down or were scared and I shared their joys at learning new things. They were very bright and devoured books that were meant for older children. They had their mother's looks and their father's temperament. They were such wonderful darling little creatures but all too soon it was time for them to be taught by the scholars their father brought in to teach them. I too had other things on my mind too.

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My father summoned me home to announce my marriage. I was not surprised and totally delighted when it was indeed Henry, my beloved, who had won my hand. It was not just an empty political marriage but a loving marriage of two hearts that were meant to be joined as one.

Less than three months later my father was leading me down the aisle to give me away to Henry in holy wedlock. I had bid farewell to Ruth who had been my secret lover and confident and discovered that she had taken a position within the house of my good friend Lady Tamara. I had long suspected that she would never agree to marry any man and now Ruth indulge her love for womanly companionship in the bedroom with Tamara. I wished them both well.

My marriage was so exciting for me. My mother and my brother and his wife and my sister and her husband and children were all there to see me looking radiant as father gave me to Henry and he vowed to love me forever and I vowed to give him an heir to succeed him and a daughter to love and nurture. We were then wedded and the moment he put that gold ring on my finger I felt happier than I ever had before. I was now his wife, and I was permitted to have sexual congress with him and I intended to do so soon and often.

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After a great feast of celebration in our honour, my father proclaimed him a prince of the realm and gave him land more than double to which he already held title to. Then, with a secret smile from myself to my mother and my sister, my husband and I retired to our rooms. They were sumptuous and filled with presents. I found skimpy night attire, which exposed far more than it concealed. I slipped out of my wedding gown into the flimsy silk. It showed off my proud feminine charms to their fullest and my husband swept me up in his arms and carried me over to the bed.

He undressed and then he made me his. He was proud and strong and he paced himself so that we both enjoyed ourselves a great deal. I was a little worried because my milk had dried up and my breasts had shrunk a little, but that mattered not when he filled me with his seed. I hoped to become great with child there and then but in truth I knew than it would be at least two weeks before my body was ready to receive him properly.

He enjoyed exploring my body, my breasts fascinated him and I enjoyed his touch as he delved into every last part of my body. It was all his now, just as his rampant manhood was now mine and mine alone. I showed him a few tricks as I took his tired member in my mouth and made it come back to life with a slow and sweet kiss.

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I did become with child eventually and my family were overjoyed. My daughter Bliss was born inside the year and she was the most naturally beautiful thing in the world. I was saddened when Mother proclaimed that I couldn't be a wet nurse to her, but secretly thrilled when she announced that Lady Tamara was to become wet nurse and governess to my daughter. Ruth was now her lover and I was pleased that they had each other. I still missed the tender love that exists only between women but I have my husband now and I am more than capable of seeing to my own needs when he is away hunting or visiting his family. He's a good man, a great husband and a powerful lover. He makes me feel like a complete woman when we make love, and that's something I've always wanted to be ever since I could remember.