Bobby wasnt enjoying one minute of this so he refused to be fed like a baby making a mess in the process.
Come on Bobby, you need to eat. Tommorow you might be something far worst then a baby and you might need help being fed explained Aunt Marla
Bobby continued to fuss and until Marla forced a spoon of the food into his mouth which he thought tasted terrible. After 5 minutes and a big mess. Marla gave up.
Fine dont want to be fed like a baby, then be my guest.
Aunt Marla then lifted Bobby out of the high chair and into a playpen in the living room.
Bobby crawls around the playpen for a bit, looking at all of the toys that have magically appear for his transformation. Blocks, fake phones, and other baby toys were littered around him. Bobby started to play with the blocks, but quickly got bored. Bobby then crawled over to the phone. Maybe some mental changed were coming in, but Bobby actually laughs and enjoys himself with the phone. He quickly snaps out of it and gets bored again. Bobby then feels hungry. He hears his little baby stomach growl. He can't wait anymore. He starts to make cute noises in order to attract Marla.
"Ba Ba. Ma Ba."
Marla comes into the room and looks sternly at Bobby.
"I just finished cleaning your mess. What you you need?"
As much as it pains Bobby to do this, he points to his stomach.
"Oh, so you are hungry? Are you ready to eat like a good boy?"
Bobby nods, and Marla lifts Bobby again.
"OK, here we go!"
Bobby soon finds himself strapped in the high chair again, and this time, eats his food, painfully, like a good baby.
“Now Bobby, I have to go shopping and because of your current condition, you will have to come with me shopping.”said Aunt Marla