Anna wants a baby to take care of. She rolls a single die. It’s a six.
“Seven years you have walked this Earth. Now this number is but one. Be warned you have no more years left to regain.” Anna smiles as she watches Laura shrink yet again. But it’s still not young enough. Anna rolls another die. It’s another six.
“Twelve months you have walked this Earth. Now this number is but six.” Laura shrinks once more. She is now completely hidden by her old clothes. Anna lets out a gasp as she feels her breasts swell. She carefully squeezes. A smile spreads across her face. She’s lactating! As she makes this discovery, she hears crying.
“Oh, no, what happened?” Anna asks, deciding to feign ignorance. She uncovers Laura from the clothes. “Shoot, your die must have rolled while you were sleeping!” She can’t tell whether Laura believes this or not, but at this point, it doesn’t really matter. Laura can’t vocalize any complaints at this age. “Okay, Laura, let me make some sort of diaper for you, and then we can get some stuff at the store.”
Laura lets loose a long line of baby babble, but can’t do anything as Anna makes a towel into a makeshift diaper for her. With Laura wearing protection, Anna picks her up and takes her to the car.
During the drive to the store and the shopping at the store, Laura is quiet. She seems to be attempting to come to terms with what has happened. Either that, or she’s trying to prove she’s mature, despite being an infant. However, as they check out, Laura begins to fuss loudly.
“Aw, she’s so cute!” coos the cashier. “Your daughter is adorable!”
“Thank you!” Anna chirps. Laura’s fussing increases. “Do you have a bathroom I could use? I think she needs a change.”
“Oh, of course. In the back of the store,” the employee replies. Anna pushes the cart of purchased items towards the back of the store. She leaves the cart outside of the bathroom and ducks inside to put Laura into an actual diaper and some clothes. Laura has messed and wet herself, so she did need a change.
Despite being put into a clean diaper and clothes, Laura is still fussing when they leave the bathroom. Anna is confused until she feels her breasts ache. She beams.
“Oh, are you hungry?” she asks Laura. Laura nods. “Well, luckily, the dice made sure I could take care of you.” Anna unbuttons her blouse, exposing a breast. She brings Laura up. Laura struggles a bit, fighting against it, but eventually gives in. She latches onto the offered nipple and suckles eagerly. Anna sighs. She’s in the prime of her life, breastfeeding a baby. This is perfect.
Laura drains the first breast, so Anna switches her to the other one. As Laura greedily breastfeeds, Anna begins to wonder. Sure, she can return Laura to her proper age. But does she really want to?