Jane looked at the sentence.
"Jane Thompson, two years old, is very mischievous for her age."
She shook her head she didn't understand anything other than her name, clicking on an option she prayed it would make her bigger this time, the word turning green as she hit confirm.
Jane looked around, hoping for the walls to disappear and return to the old office, instead she felt her legs grow weak as she fell down, the room growing even larger. "Bam-ba!" Jane babbled out, the phone growing larger in her hand as it fell onto the floor, the screen now reading.
"Jane Thompson, two months old, is very mischievous for her age."
Jane tried to stand up, but couldn't,her body was far too weak now as she struggled to crawl. Jane started to cry, her lack of interaction with the world growing smaller. She just had to keep trying, eventually she could guess a word that could change her.
Before she could tap on the phones screen again she felt a hand scoop her up, the phone growing distant as she was raised into the air. Sophia's head was now so large, complete with a smile. "Aw, is my little Jane fussy? I'm sorry for leaving you like that, you're so spoiled. Are you hungry?" Sophia carried Jane off to the couch as she lifted up her shirt, her engorged breast being pressed to Jane's lips. She tried not to do anything, but the instinct was too strong in her infant mind as she began to suckle, a stream of warm milk flowing into her mouth.