Rachel was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night by a baby crying. She looked over at her alarm clock. It read 3:45. She groaned.
'Did one of the neighbours have a baby recently and not tell anyone?' she said to herself.
She decided as she was up to wash and then try and get to sleep again. As she got up to go to the bathroom she felt strange.
'Why does my body ache so much did a fall asleep in weird position?'
She got into the bathroom and splashed some water on her face. As she rose up from the sink she noticed her reflection in the mirror.
'That's weird, my breasts look bigger and my hips look wider.' It was true, Rachel's breasts had grown two whole cup sizes bigger and her hips did appear to be wider.
'It must be some kind of growth spurt. Wow, it makes me look really womanly'. It was then she noticed the damp patches on her chest.
'Ah crap! I got water all over my pajamas!' shew grabbed a towel and tried to rub the water off, but as she rubbed over her nipples she cried out in pain.
'What the hell!' she pulled off her top to inspect her breasts. They were swollen and covered in a network of blue veins. She ran her hands across them and felt how sensitive ans sore they were. It was then that she noticed the cries of the baby (who had been crying the whole time) again. She gently squeezed one of her nipples. A small stream of milk squirted out and splashed on to the mirror.
'Oh no! Oh God no!' she cried out. 'This isn't... It can't...' she stammered.
Rachel ran out of the bathroom, her large swollen breasts bouncing painfully, and to towards the source of the crying, which she know realized was coming from her mother's room. Except, she found out as she entered, it wasn't her mother's room. It was a nursery. She ran across to the cot, which now stood where her mother's bed had been, and stared down at the bawling infant.
She knew at once it was, or had been, her mother, but another part of her knew it was her baby daughter. Deep inside her mind newly awakened maternal instincts were screaming at her.
'My baby is crying! She needs to eat! I need to feed her!'
She picked up her former mother and held her to an exposed nipple. The baby began to suckle at her breast and an warm glow filled Rachel's body.