Deep in slumber inside his mother’s womb, Rick was in a twilight bliss, not fully conscious or unconscious. He floated peacefully, as an embryo he didn’t need to eat, drink, or even breathe, any nutrients he needed was provided to him through his umbilical cord. Over the months he grew and developed, forming from an embryo into a full fetus, and a baby that was ready to be soon delivered into the outside world.
The beginning of the end of this bliss was first brought when Rick felt something push at his feet, forcing him in a specific direction. The sudden stimulation brought Rick’s consciousness into something of an awakened state, as he was confused as the somewhat rhythmic pushing at his feet continued. Suddenly, however, the fluid he had been floating in for the past few months suddenly disappeared, draining out near his head. Rick was unsure of what was happening, his mind foggy from being half-asleep for so long. The rhythmic pushing continued, this time pushing all of him, starting with his feet and moving up from there.
The heartbeat of his mother increased, as he felt his entire world shift, and Rick felt his head press up against the wall of his mother’s womb. The rhythmic contractions sped up, and Rick felt himself being pushed further and further up against his mother’s womb, until cold air brushed up against the top of his head. At this point, Rick realized what was happening. He was being born! His mother’s womb contracted again, and continued pushing him out, and cold tendrils, likely the doctor’s fingers, brushed against Rick’s scalp, guiding his head as it was pushed out into the world.
Light shone into Rick’s eyes, and although they were still sealed shut, he could feel the difference in light. As the rest of his head pushed outwards, Rick’s ears were revealed, and he could hear clear words being spoken,
“I have the head, keep pushing!” In addition to presumably the doctor’s words, Rick heard a woman screaming in pain and exertion, almost certainly his mother. Rick’s shoulders were next pushed out, followed by his chest. As his belly was being pushed out, the flow of oxygen from his umbilical cord was cut, and Rick couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t breathe! The terror mixed with his fresh lungs, and Rick found himself wailing, his new first cries filling the room. The rest of Rick soon followed, and he felt himself lifted higher, his umbilical cord being severed.
“It’s a girl!” The doctor cried. Wait, a girl? That couldn’t be right, he was a boy-no, a man before he decided to regress to a fetus! However, while flailing his newborn legs, Rick found it to be true; he couldn’t feel a penis anywhere near his legs. He felt himself lowered, and found himself in contact with a warm, soft surface, an arm wrapping gently around him as he continued to wail.
“She’s lovely,” A soothing voice said, the words evoking rumbles in the surface he was laying upon, almost certainly his mother. However, as he was laying on his mother’s chest, he started to wonder, how long was this transformation going to last?