You wake up as your mother pulls you from the crib and unbuttons her shirt again, exposing a breast. This time you're greatly compelled to drink and do so greedily.
"What is happening to me? I should find this disgusting!" you think as you happily suck the milk.
"Okay, that's enough for now." you mom says as she pulls you away. She sets you down on the floor. "You need some exercise, so crawl around and I'll send daddy in here to check on you later." she says and leaves the room.
You look around the room, pink carpet and walls. Stuffed animals everywhere. You try to stand up but just fall over onto your butt. "Damn. This is really bad, I think my mind is regressing to fit this body!" you think and start to panic. Tears begin to flow down your face and you crawl over to a pile of stuffed animals, curl up and cry.
"I'm sorry I stole that stupid thing. I just want to be me again, before I lose my mind even more, or something worse happens." you think and drift off to sleep.
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