Chapter 1
Billy and Agatha come across a small lake. "Looks like a great time to get cleaned off" Agatha said as she began to take off her muddy clothes .
"Ahhh!" Billy yelled.
"What does seeing me naked make you uncomfortable?" Agatha said as she gestured to herself.
"What? No I'm gay" Billy said
"Perfect so am I. Now come and get clean" Agatha said as she patted the grass beside her.
"Agatha how do you know it's safe!" Billy whispered.
"Well I guess I will just be the guinea pig" Agatha said with a shrug and climbed into the water.
Billy sighed as he took his clothes off and folded them on the grass. He sat down on the grass and slid in. The water splashed him and the coldness felt good and refreshing.
Billy looks over to see Agatha soaking her clothes in the water, trying to get as much mud out of them as possible.
He noticed that she already had gotten the mud out of her hair.
Tears prickle the corner of Billy's eyes and started to fall. Billy started to cry.
Agatha looked up from cleaning her clothes and saw Billy crying silently.
"Billy what's wrong" Agatha asked.
"No don't come any closer!" Billy said and as he raised his arm up to stop her a blue burst of magic shot out and hit Agatha in the chest.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry Agatha are you ok? Billy asked as he raised his hands to his mouth.
"I'm fine Billy. I don't think you did anything to hurt me" Agatha said. She took a moment to check herself out as she listened to what Billy was saying.
"I'm so tired Agatha. Wanda was my mom, yes, but time with her passed by so quickly that in a few days I was 10 and then I'm suddenly in a 13 year old body and now I'm 16. How? How am I 16? I don't feel 16!" Billy cried out.
"I..." Agatha started.
"I know she was a good mother but I don't remember anything and...and I feel so small Agatha!" Billy said with a small wine.
While Billy was talking Agatha noticed something about her breasts.
"I know exactly what you need Billy, apparently you too" Agatha said as she gestured to her breasts.
Billy wore a confused look on his face.
Agatha slowly approached Billy in the water and took Billy's face in her hands and looked him in the eyes. She could see his pain all over his face. She could feel a huge swell of emotion and guided Billy to her nipple.
Billy's lips grazed over the nipple softly and a single head of milk dribbled out.
With a small wine, Billy latched onto Agatha's nipple and starts to nurse. Agatha took a deep breath in and with one hand began stroking his hair as he nursed her. She took her arms and wrapped them across Billy's back and just held him as he nursed from her.
After some time Billy let go of her nipple.
"I'm cold mommy." Billy said in the smallest of voices
"I'm going to help you out of the lake now. I can start a fire and help you into your clothes." Agatha said softly into his ear.
As Agatha helped Billy up out of the water she couldn't believe that she was just called mommy. She has for so long yearned to be called that. She sat Billy down on a small patch of soft grass.
She got a fire going and layed out her clothes to dry. The last of the light went down and it was night time.
Agatha helped Billy back into his dry clothes than sat him in her lap and wrapped her arms around him. After a while, Billy spoke.
"When we are alone, can I call you mommy?"
"Yes little Witch of course you can and You can Nurse me anytime you need to. Don't ever feel bad for needing your 'mommy'. " Agatha spoke as she pressed a gentle kiss into his hair.
"Can I do it again now?" Billy asked with a light tremble in his voice.
"Of course" Agatha whispered.
Agatha leaned up against a tree and patted her lap. Billy crawled forward and sat between her legs and put his feet to the side and Agatha just gathered him up in her arms and Billy slowly took a pink nipple into his mouth and began to suck gently.
Tears fell down his cheeks as he nursed. He felt the warm milk slide down his throat.
Agatha started to hum a lullaby as she held Billy to her breast.
Billy heard her voice in her chest as she hummed and continued to nurse him and slowly he fell into a deep sleep.