"No! I don't want this! I don't want to be a new born!" You think to yourself as you feel Jasmine's nipple brush against your lips, your body betraying you as Sarah's betrayed hers by latching on and beginning to suckle hungrily at the engorged breast.
You begin to feel a sense of vertigo as things get larger around you, your body shrinking to the size of a newborns. You notice that your diaper doesn't feel lose on you, realizing that Jasmine planned ahead. You place your hands on her breast, rubbing them as you feed.
Jasmine is smiling wide down at you. "My, My. Two hungry babies all for me to feed. It must be my birthday." You ignore her comment, finding yourself to enjoy your meal. Suddenly you start feeling warm on your lower half. Wiggling your feet some you realize...
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