The months started to turn into years as the belly kept growing. July was now 3-years-old inside her mother while Moonbeam aged with her. While Moonbeams body started to get used to the weight with aid on back and leg muscles her physique couldn't stand that longer was July reached her 6th birthday.
Moonbeam started wince as she finally had to lay down on the floor with the guinness world record size pregnancy belly for a single birth. Carrying a 8-year-old while only holding July's weight with back muscles and two hands was so becoming so difficult task that she had to yell the door to stop the aging. After which she slumped down and begun to inspect her body while a large amount of sweat poured from her forehead.
"Like... I know that carrying this kind of a child is not normal but I'm starting to feel that my body just can't handle it." Moonbeam said as she gladly patted her belly. "Like how old is she now anyway?"
"July, 9-years-old, Moonbeam, 39-years-old" The monotonic voice replied.
"What, pardon? Moonbeam what-years-old again?" She affirmed. "De-age me back in my youthful 20s this instant!"
And with a quick flash Moonbeam was 27-years-old while carrying the 9-year-old July in her stomach.
"I said twenty! Now!" Moonbeam screamed as her hands still looked older than she liked.
"I cannot do that. The earliest point of time July could be concieved is when you are 18-year-old. Any point beyond that would mess up with the time stream and both of your lives could turn into a mess." The door explained.
"So what? This is a dream. I can do whatever I want!" Moonbeam yelled loudly.
There was an lenghty silence until a voice asked: "So, twenty year old pregnant Moonbeam carrying a 9-year-old overdue child?"