Observation
The breast of a mother.
My dear, how soon everything will change. What was previously seen as physical gain will soon rewire you. Pleasure turns to provision.
A portal connecting you to the needs of theirs. A silent supercomputer built into your flesh. Constantly analyzing, looking for clues, to change you in exchange for sustaining them. An unspoken language shared by two.
Oh love, you will soon experience a connection that transcends our understanding.
The breast of a mother.