Karia's hopes for her sister realising what had happened to her and helping her escape quickly faded when she heard her mother saying that she had more work to do and that she would see Natasha at six.  It wasn't long before she realised Juliette had returned to work.<br/>"How can she just go about her work routine like nothing has changed?"  Karia muttered to herself, now perfectly aware that she was isolated from everything except the warm, moist, fleshy pulsations around her.  Her entire shrunken form was being squeezed and molested with every breath Juliette took and she could feel and hear the heart just behind her beating away as she was rubbed between the tender walls covered in her own mother's breast milk.  At one point, Karia shuddered slightly and a deep blush formed across her face as the loud quaking thumps of Juliette's heart quickened along with her swift shallow breaths.<br/>"No....she can't be...?"  Karia uttered softly as her blush increased with the question on her mind of if her mum was getting off on the idea of having tiny Karia squirming within her breast, but in truth she already knew that her mother was masturbating.  Soon she found the muscles squeezing tighter, rubbing her own breasts and crotch firmly against the warm, milk soaked, tenderness in front of her. Slowly, she reached her hands across her body and started rubbing the milk into her skin as she slowly started to lick the pulsing prison that surrounded her shrunken self..her mind now lost to a pleasure she didn't wish to fulfill.