>“Please Hekesuh can you just do me this quick favour I need to run some errands.”
“No that’s getting too weird…Even for me.” You say to the tired looking Batmare in front of you who is nursing two foals.
>“I’ll be eternally grateful and won’t be long.” She fluttered her eyelashes.
“But I’m not a mare, my nipples don’t even produce any milk!”
>“They sucked me dry over an hour ago Heke. I need some time to replenish… I’m sure they won’t know any difference.”
>You bite your lip and squirm, how do you keep getting into these situations?
“Alright I’ll do it. Just promise you won’t be long okay?”
>“Oh Hekesuh you’re my savior! Truly the greatest of gentlecolts.” She smiled and slowly climbed up onto her hooves breaking contact with her young.
>Blushing at the compliment the sound of upset squeaking foals filled your ears.
>“Just lie down on your side like I was and they’ll do the rest.” 
>Lying down on the floor you inch your way closer to the screeching foals until you’re right up against them.
>Softly you pushed their little heads into your lower abdomen with your hooves.
>Both latched on to the rudimentary bumps which were your nipples and start to suck.
“This feels very awkward.”
>“You’ll get used to it and don’t worry I will be right back.”
“Please don’t tell anyone about this.”
>“It’ll be our little secret.”
>And with that she silently flew from her roost into the darkness.
“Please be good little foals.” You whimper as they suckled.
>Maybe this won’t be after all.
“Ouch!”
>Goddammit they bite.