Mommy places you in a high chair at the end of the large table. Around you are a bunch of familiar faces, your friends faces, but they're all infantile. It really seems as if you have travelled back in time to your birthday. Looking around you know this is alot of fun, but not being in control really annoys you. Looking around, you notice your mother in the corner, watching as you look around confused. You can see your ring on her finger and you reach out hopelessly to grasp it, but your attempts are not rewarded, at least not in the way you were hoping for. "What's the matter, Sweetheart?" Mommy asks, walking over, her arms crossed over her chest. The ring is getting closer and closer and your eyes widen at the sight of the ring. It gets bigger and bigger as mommy approaches you until finally she is standing right next to you. The ring is so beautiful that just looking at it causes you to drool in your baby body. "I think baby is very hungry, huh?" Not realizing what mommy has said, you still grasp for the ring on her hand, which had been right below her breast. "Ok, dinner time!" She says, lifting you out of the high chair and placing you close to her as she carries you over to the table in the other room and sets you down. She pulls off her blouse and undoes a cup of her bra. You never realized you had been nursed as a baby, and now looking at your mothers breast you become extremely hungry, and not even a slight bit disgusted. You forget exactly what it was you really wanted and the sight of her nipple fills your thoughts. Lifting you again, she presses you against her and her nipples brushes your cheek. It feels so good and your mouth opens for no apparent reason, completely uncontrollable by you. She places the nipple in your mouth and you suck away.