Stacy was pissed. Just because her mom was having a bad day didn't mean she had to make her day miserable. Stacy wanted to bite back, but decided to just stick to sarcasm to avoid any major argument.
"Mom, relax I'm not a baby." She sneered, chuckling to herself. She wasn't some child anymore, she was 18 with a killer body and didn't need this kind of sass. Suddenly, however, things suddenly took an unexpected turn for her, as as quickly as she had said that sentence her body felt... off.
Stacy blinked, feeling odd for a moment, then opened her eyes back up to find herself suddenly elsewhere. She had to blink a few more times, moving her head back, almost not believing what she was seeing. After another second of panic, it soon settled back into confusion s she recognized the location.
"Wh-what? I'm home?" She thought, confused beyond belief. "And, what am I sitting in?" She wondered upon noticing she was strapped into something very large.
Before she could ask herself anything else, her mother suddenly walked into the room, entering from the front door. She had her wavy brown hair in a messy bun, and her makeup was practically non existent. She had on an old t-shirt and comfy looking leggings. What's oddest was she seemed to have gained a bit of weight as well.
Stacy was baffled. What was up with her mother. She tried to ask her, but was shocked with what came out instead.
"Bada gada?" She muttered, shocking Stacy fully.
"Oh, did baby miss Momma?" Her mother asked, cooing towards Stacy. "Don't worry Stacey baby Momma's gonna get you out of that car seat in just a second!" She added before answering her cellphone.
"Baby?!" Stacy thought, eyes wide in horror.
She looked down to confirm and to her surprise it was true. She saw little chubby feet sticking out of chubby legs and a large, pink diaper. Her arms were equally baby looking in her new princess t-shirt. Stacy couldn't believe it, she was INCREDIBLY young, by her guess no older than a month or so with how tiny everything seemed.
"... oh yeah Ri, yeah I know Rhianna." Stacy picked up her mother's conversation, desperate for any info. "Yeah I finally brought our newest family member back home, yes I did." She said towards Stacy, now going back into baby cooing. "Yeah, I'm on maternity leave still, and Kyle's working right now so it'll be me and Stacy most of the day and then Kyle and Stacy's older brother home."
"Oh my god this is actually happening." Stacy thought again and again, unable to believe it all. "God, Mom's actually on maternity leave from having ME... RECENTLY. Ugh, oh god, Brian's my OLDER brother now." She realized with disgust.
She must've been making a face that she was unaware of because before she knew it her mother was walking over to her.
"What's wrong baby... hello what's this?" She asked, reaching down to Stacy.
Before she could react, Stacy's mom too the ring from Stacy's finger. Stacy, too late, realized the connection between what she had said and when she had placed that ring upon her finger. She tried to protect, but she could say nothing but baby babble.
"Oh no sweetie, this isn't for baby's" Her mother warned, still crouched down.
"What is it Vanessa?" Stacy heard Rhianna ask through the phone.
"It's some ring? I don't know where she could've gotten it from it's not one of mine." Her mother wondered. "It's a good thing I found this she could've tried to eat this." Her mother sighed, nonchalantly sliding the ring on her ______ hand.
"That thing must've changed me... oh god, what's gonna happen now?" Stacy thought in fear as she stared up at her mother.
"Well anyway,..." Her mother continued.