You finish drinking from the bottle once about half of the formula is gone. You remove the nipple of the bottle from your mouth and lean back in your chair.
"Ughh, I don't feel too good.". You complain as the room begins to blur. "What was in that drink?" You ask yourself as a bad headache begins to develop. Your vision returns but your headache grows worse. You try to stand up, but you trip and fall square on your butt.
"What's happening?". It is at this moment that the room seems to grow larger. The 2 foot chair seems to stand much taller and your clothes begin to slip off. Your short pink shirt sags downward over one shoulder while your bra falls off to reveal a flat chest.
"Why are my clothes falling off?".You ask yourself in a much higher voice than usual.
Your short skirt now covers your knees and starts to fall revealing your diaper. Dazed and confused, you can only watch while everything grows. Finally, the headache stops and the room ceases growing. You stand up only to have your skirt fall to the floor. You are finally starting to realize what happened.
"Why is my voice so high?!! And why are my breast gone?!? And why is everything so much bigger!!??". You sprint over to the mirror by the changing room and finally get a good look of yourself. The reflection you see is not of you, but of a small eight year old girl in a diaper and clothes much to big for her small size. She could be you if you were still a little kid. Unless...
"Did...did I get younger?" You question in a very high pitched tone. You wave your arms and the reflection does the same. "Oh my god...." your eyes begin to water. You can see in the reflection that your lips are shaking. Finally, you breakdown.
You curl up into a ball and begin to sob. Your tears run down your cheecks and hit the floor. You can't help it. Your an eight-year old. You continue to cry for at least another 15 minutes. After that, you finally regain control and stand up.
"It was bad enough that I was in diapers, but looking like a small child...This...this is just awful. Why did I drink that stupid formula? I swear, when I find out who's responsible for this, I'm gonna kick their butts. Or at least I would if I wasn't so small."
You eventually lay down again and fall asleep crying on the floor. What you find when you wake up...?
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