The Turkey

Chapter 1
The Turkey

At first, I wasn’t sure what was going on. Everything seemed so distant for a few seconds after the warm meat had entered my mouth, but it make no sense to me. Lorana, my loving wife, looked at me in shock, and then turned to her parents with an angry expression. “What did you do to him!?” She yelled out in that motherly voice of hers. I was about to open my mouth, when I noticed that she was now a good foot taller than me, to my horror.

“Well honey, your husband here, he lacks good manners. Even if we hadn’t asked him to take the first bite out of the turkey he would have, not waiting for the rest of us! Just like how he always rushes ahead and does things! It’s so rude of him! But now, you can change that by being his mommy, and teaching him what he should do!” My mother-in-law smiled down upon me, as I realized what was happening too late. I was becoming younger.

Upon staring down at myself, I realized just why I should never had taken a bite out of that dreaded turkey. My were very baggy compared to my continuously shrinking legs, my shirt being so big that I was having trouble to see over it. I ran as far away as I could, before tripping over my massive pants, as tears began to fill my eyes. It was only then that I saw a mirror, and screamed out in the voice of a seven year old.

A small boy with short brown hair stared back at me, tears filling his eyes as oversized clothing trapped him. Freckles were present on his face, and he only seemed to be getting smaller. “Me no wanna be yung!” I gasped upon hearing my voice, now that of a four year old, and still getting younger. My adult teeth left as my baby teeth returned to me. Baby fat began to appear all over me, my legs and arms becoming quite pudgy. Most of my hair went away, as I was left with peach fuzz. Soon, even my baby teeth vanished into my gums, as I began an infant. Within all of that dreaded clothing, I began to cry like the baby I was.

Lorana ran over to me, cradling me in her arms. She spoke to me, but I couldn’t understand exactly what she was saying. Her parents appeared behind her laughing, her mother holding a diaper. Lorana snatched it away, and reluctantly diapered my nude form. However, I no longer saw her as my wife, but my mommy. Her parents said some words to her, as she walked away, wanting to get me away from the people who had regressed me. However, she took a bottle full of milk with her, and as she fed me on the way to the car, I fell asleep.