Annie had caught him cheating yet again, and this time he'd barely bothered to defend himself. He was tired of hearing her tell him over and over again how irresponsible he was, how he only cared for himself and how he was just an overgrown child.

It was funny, because while the childish side of his personality drove Annie crazy, it also seemed to be what she was most attracted to about him. When they made love, she was always calling him "mommy's little man," and cooing to him in baby talk. Sometimes it turned him on, but sometimes she seemed just a little too into it. She treated him almost like he was a REAL baby!

"I want to tuck you away inside of me," She'd told him many times, her voice high and soft, like she was cooing to a child. "I want you to be warm and safe, inside my body and taking nourishment from me. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The way she always said it, with her voice so soft and dreamy and sweet, he'd never had the heart to tell her that it all sounded a little creepy to him. He'd just chuckled to himself and figured that with such strong maternal instincts she'd make some kid a great mommy someday but HE sure wasn't going to be the father! But that all seemed like a long time ago, and as she spoke to him now her voice wasn't sweet or gentle at all. She was almost growling as she said, "You're an absolute child an irresponsible child! What the hell am I going to do with you?"

He was so sick of her complaining that without even thinking, he said, "If I'm such a child, why don't you just take me inside your body and make me your damn baby? That's what you've always wanted, isn't it?" He instantly regretted saying it, but instead of looking angry, Annie got this crazy grin, she looked ecstatic.

"That's a BRILLIANT idea," she said. "That's one of the spells my mother taught me when I was a kid. I never thought I'd ever actually use it, but I think THIS is a case that definitely calls for it!" "Spells?" he'd started to say. "What are you talking..?"

But before he'd finished the sentence, she'd begun to chant in some strange language. After a moment her voice took on a funny kind of echo and the room began to spin around him. He felt his feet lift off the floor, but instead of collapsing he somehow remained suspended in the air, spinning faster and faster. Then he doubled over, and began to spin so fast the room became a blur. Everything went dark.

When he awoke, everything around him was a warm, reddish blur. He seemed to be completely submerged in some kind of liquid, so warm it was almost hot. He opened his mouth and tasted warm, salty water, but somehow he had no trouble breathing. He felt woozy and weak. He reached out, and his hand touched a thick, rubbery wall. It felt fleshy, like the skin on the inside of your mouth. He tried to move his feet a little, but they just flailed helplessly in the thick water. His movements felt so slow and clumsy. He shifted a little, and something pulled at his stomach. His eyes were beginning to adjust a little, but he could still barely make out his surroundings. He reached down to touch whatever was pulling at him, and felt a thick cord that seemed to be growing out of his belly button. What he could make out of his body was unrecognizable; somehow he'd lost all his body hair and become quite chubby, his tiny feet and legs almost obscured by his bloated belly. He held a hand up to his face, and got another shock. He had tiny, chubby fingers, almost like a

He began to flail desperately, kicking out as hard as he could at the wall before him. But he could hardly move in all of the fluid, and he didn't seem very strong. The he heard Annie's giggle. It was the same wicked little giggle he'd heard so many times in bed, but now it was terrifyingly immense, the vibrations sending small waves through the fluid around him. When she spoke, he could feel each word rumbling in his chest.

"Settle down in there, little guy." Annie said. "Mommy's tired now, and she needs her rest"


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