After his diaper change, Mark began to feel hungry. He began to crave something that he thought would make the situation all the more satisfying. He wanted to have his wife's breastmilk. He stood up and said "I wish Mommy was lactating!" The ring responded and his wife's chest began to swell and expand, ripping through her shirt and popping off her bra. She grew into at least and E cup and had white buds of liquid leaking from her swollen nipples. After the transformation was over, his wife looked over her tiny husband and picked his tiny body up and cradled it. "I think my little guy's ready for a feeding!" She brought the small infant's head to one of her massive breasts to which Mark instinctively attatched his mouth to her manmary gland and began drinking the warm sweet milk from it. Thinking over the events so far, he found satisfaction in becoming extremely intelligent, transforming into a baby and already making his wife change one of his diapers. And now, he's nursing from her breasts and reaping the succulent reward of the creamy white liquid. As she shifted him to her other breast, he began to slowly feel something inside of him begin to expand. She then lifted him up to her shoulder and patted his back. He then relieved the pressure as he burped and spat out some milk. Despite having an adult mind, it still has some limitations, and he came to terms with that as he began to feel sleepy. Groggily, he made another wish. "I wish... there was... a crib..." A magical crib appeared out of nowhere, and baby Mark was set down by his wife, being wrapped in a blanket for warmth. "Sweet dreams, baby." Eventually, Mark's eyes couldn't remain open any longer, and he drifted off to sleep.