Your mind begins to wipe itself permanently. This does not alarm you, however, you have been completely consumed by your desire to suckle.
Your push becomes an infants gentle tug at her breast, pulling the nipple deeper into your gullet, as she mutters another spell, reducing you to mere weeks of age.
Your last thought before slipping peacefully on the languid waves of infantile pleasure into the mindless state of a newborn is the word "mama."