Your mother at home said "Hey, could you look after your baby brother?" thinking the message of the ring must have been a joke. Your mother went out to get groceries or something leaving you alone with your little brother in his crib. You thought and actually it was about time for him to be fed so you went and fetched your baby brother. As you picked him up he giggled and you held him in your arms while you walked to the kitchen to get his formula. Then as you thought you sat him down and looked in the fridge you noticed there was an odd weight in your stomach. Looking down you saw a bulge that reminded you of when your mother was pregnant with your brother. Looking back at the counter you thought you had left him on and he was just gone. A little squirm in your belly later and you were just terrified and thinking "How the heck did I not notice I just ate my brother?!? wait... didn't that paper say that I could throw it up or something?" Not entirely sure what you were trying to do you started trying to hurl but it wasn't quite working. You then notice your stomach was starting to shrink and then you stopped trying to hurl out your stomach. The thought occurred to you that you don't want to see a partially metabolized dead baby while you were also feeling a small tingling sensation. Right something about getting traits from the people you ate... but what were you getting.