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Six months into breastfeeding, I was so ready to be done with it. The special bras. The pumping and dumping whenever I had a drink. The swollen nipples. I was sick of it.
But then my friend told me about LactaLife, a special facility where "super producers" like myself could be paid very well for taking part in an eight-week donation program.
The only catch? I would be expected to submit my body fully to the doctors while pumping. Apparently, their internal studies showed that constant sexual stimulation greatly increased the quality and quantity of breastmilk.
At first, I recoiled at the thought of such depravity. But then I was reminded of how deep in debt the delivery had left us, realized how much the extra money could help my daughter, and selfishly couldn't help but wonder how the stimulation process actually worked.
Without telling my husband all of the details, I decided to join the program, signing away my bodily rights when I arrived.
As the doctor hooked up the machine, his eyes hungrily drinking in my barely clothed form, I couldn't help but wonder what terrors and delights might await me in my new home for the next eight weeks.
But then my friend told me about LactaLife, a special facility where "super producers" like myself could be paid very well for taking part in an eight-week donation program.
The only catch? I would be expected to submit my body fully to the doctors while pumping. Apparently, their internal studies showed that constant sexual stimulation greatly increased the quality and quantity of breastmilk.
At first, I recoiled at the thought of such depravity. But then I was reminded of how deep in debt the delivery had left us, realized how much the extra money could help my daughter, and selfishly couldn't help but wonder how the stimulation process actually worked.
Without telling my husband all of the details, I decided to join the program, signing away my bodily rights when I arrived.
As the doctor hooked up the machine, his eyes hungrily drinking in my barely clothed form, I couldn't help but wonder what terrors and delights might await me in my new home for the next eight weeks.
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Published May 23, 2025
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