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Chapter #10

Feeding at Your Mother's Breast

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Your eyes fly open. It still looks dark, and you realize the baby screaming is you.

"No. Not this dream."

The door opens and in comes your mother. "Hungry? I bet. You slept well. First let me change you."

You feel better when she picks you up. You're in your sleep sack again, or JoAnne's sleepsack. Same thing. She lays you down, unzips the bottom, removes your diaper. The wipe feels cold on your skin, and your a little pee run.

"No worries. We will get that too. "

Soon she has you diapered and wrapped up warm again. She picks you up and sits in the rocking chair before unlacing her gown and leaning you into her chest. You feel her nipple on your cheek and latch. It's strange in your head. Your teenage self feels absolutely embarrassed and humiliated, but your body's urge is too strong. Your appetite overpowers you. As you drink and rock you fall asleep.

When you wake up again you are relieved. "Just another strange dream." Intl you try to stretch and realize your legs keep hitting the sides of something your hands are covered in tiny gloves, and there's nothing between your legs but a damp diaper.

"Look who's just waking up."

By now you are use to the routine, except this time she takes off the sleep sack for something more like baby jammies. When will you wake up.

A newborn you don't stay awake all that long at a time. The longest time you spend awake is on a playmat with mobils above you, which you can't reach. Everyone coos over you. You begin to wonder if you will ever wake up, when your mother lays you down and says good night.

As soon as your eyes clothes, your eyes open. It's your room. Your real room. Thank God. It was too real. Too real. You begin to dismiss the dream as only that when you feel amall dribble in your pants. You quickly regain control and race to the bathroom.

You have the following choices:

1. You Go Back to the Garage Sale

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2. You Find the Pacifier

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