"I guess we're out now little brat" she said angrily, her voice sounding an octave higher.
Laura takes a deep breathe calming down just a bit and gives five year old who was her former friend a dark look. "I think you need a little more respect for your mother."
Kaitlin eyes went round as Laura rolls the die.
"Five years you have walked this earth, now this number is but three. Each roll of the die shall return more of what has been lost." Kaitlin felt her dress sized blouse get even larger as she regressed toward toddlerhood.
Laura rolled Kaitlin's dice again. "Three years you have walked this earth, now this number is but one. Each roll of the die shall return more what has been lost."
Kaitlin's childish repeated no devolved into babyish cries as she was swamped by her clothing. She had just enough time to look at Laura before her eighteen year old friend rolled the die again.
"Twelve Months you have walked this earth, now this number is but six months. Each roll of the die takes you closer to your mother's womb."
Laura looked down at her former friend and smiled. Then rolled one more time.
"Six Months you have walked this earth, now this number is but three months. Each roll of the die takes you closer to your mother's womb."
"There that will keep you out of trouble." She felt her breasts ache slightly and expand. There was a slight bit of moisture like she . . .oh. Laura gently wrapped Kaitlin up in the vastly oversized cloth and went to look for some baby clothes. And clothes for herself too.