You squirm in Kwonga's arms and attempt to protest, but only manage to emit a high-pitched slur of unintelligible vocals. You just saw a boy turn into an adult gorilla right in front of your eyes, and it's already begun happening to you, but in reverse! On one hand, it's all wrong - you're a human, not a gorilla! And you shouldn't be this young, you already were years ago! But...looking up at Kwonga's face, the happiness as she turns to look at her new "husband" who is busy eating the pellets to you, her soon-to-be-baby, makes you realize that you can't take that away from her. After all, she makes you feel so warm and safe...
Kwonga runs a hand down the back of your smaller head as you lift yourself up slightly, shifting to fit the nipple around your lips. Instantly a warm jet of milk fills your mouth. It tastes sweet and creamy. Your eyes flutter as another pump is shot down your throat.
It takes you a minute to process what is happening. Already pretty small in Kwonga's arms, you feel yourself begin to shrink even further. Her hands seem to grow larger around you as you lift your infant-sized arms up to her breast to get a better grip to drink more. Your white skin is swept away in a wave of black as wavy fur the same color grows in all over your body. With each suck your nose seems to squash back further onto your face, lips pushing out to give you a slight muzzle and canines growing longer and sharper.
Your tiny fingers lengthen slightly as do your toes, almost gaining knuckles of their own. Your legs shrink in length, splayed out on Kwonga's chest, but grow in size slightly to adjust to your new walking style. Likewise, your small hands grow rougher. A strange wave comes over your mind and everything seems so much more dull and simple. You have your mother and your father and this enclosure. That's all you've ever had.
As the black fur finishes the sweep up your minisucle body, you finish shrinking until you barely cover the area of Kwonga's stomach. The milk stops flowing and you mewl pitifully for more. Instead, Kwonga pulls you off the nipple and supports you with one giant hand against her chest as she makes her way over to the boy...no, your father.
The gorilla stops picking at the food and looks down at you. He looks like a giant ten stories tall. He slurs the word "Baaaa." and runs a rough hand over your tiny form. Kwonga smiles down at you and up at her new mate, looking happier than ever.