Paul felt weird as he suddenly found himself in a dark looking room. He could barely see anything let alone a way out. He tried to move his hand or something but couldn't move. In fact, he couldn't move anything as he struggled to escape. He tried to call out but found he had not mouth. He could still think and sense stuff but that was about it. He felt warm and wet, but couldn't place the feeling.
Little did Paul know, he had been transformed into a week-old fetus back into his mother. His mother, meanwhile, had regressed back into a teenager. Of course, her original parents were too old to have had a girl of that age so as reality shifted, Janet got a new home. Her hair changed bright blond and curly while her features heightened back to her youth. Her face changed slightly as he clothes morphed into those of a basic, 17 year old bitch.
She was transported to a house a few blocks away where she was now biologically part of a new family. She appeared in her new room sitting on her stomach while twirling her hair and reading text messages. Her mother came in a minute later to yell about Janet not cleaning her room but she just told her to "Like, get off my back."
All the while, Paul could hear them talking. He couldn't make out specifics but he could hear that they were people. He again tried to call out but he couldn't even muster a whisper. He was getting pissed off and started to try and wiggle but almost nothing happened. He was starting to regret ever picking up that camera.
Meanwhile, Janet's mom left in a huff while she just texted away. Next to her, the camera silently appeared as Janet got a strange feeling in her gut that she was forgetting something. She looked slowly around her messy room and then at the camera. Then it suddenly clicked as she slapped her forehead.
"Oh yeah, duh Jan!" She said to herself.
"I was...