I gasp as I look at myself. My cloths were now like a tent, my body was small and chubby and everything felt weird. I had gotten younger! I had to be 2 years old at least! I still had my mind, i soon realized. I was still thinking like my old self so only my body was affected.
"My baby boy!" I hear my mom gasp before I suddenly found myself picked up out of my cloths. I squeal and try to cover up but my mom doesn't seem to car and instead hugs me. "Oh honey you are so cute like this! I had forgotten how precious you were at this age!" My mom cooed some more.
I only manage a squeak of protest the shock of what had happened mixed with my shyness rendering me unable to speak. My mom hugged me and cooed again. "Now you be a good boy for the nice daycare ladies. Mommy will be back for you in a few hours." She said handing me over to the receptionist. I squeak and squirm a bit but neither woman seems to notice.
My mom leaves and the daycare worker smiles down at me. "All right little one! We're going to have so much fun today! Now we need to...."
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