"Damian, you're 23 and all you do is sit around the house, doing nothing but eat, sleep and play video games. It's time you earned your keep," Mrs. Yeager told her son. "That sucks," Damian replied. "So I've arranged for you to babysit Mrs. Talbot's 6-year-old daughter Robyn while we attend the theater tonight," Mrs. Yeager added. "That sucks," Damian again replied. "Enough of that sass. Stop behaving like an overgrown baby and take responsibility like an adult," Mrs. Yeager sighed. "That sucks," Damian added.

That evening, Mrs. Talbot dropped off Robyn. Damian took one look at the smiling little girl, thought about how he now had to care for a child, and blurted out, "This sucks!" After the two women departed, Damian repeated his pet phrase, which only caused Robyn to smile more broadly. "You know, if I was older, you wouldn't have to babysit me," Robyn said. "But you aren't," Damian noted. "Then hold my hand," Robyn said. Damian complied. Robyn then produced from her pocket a shiny stone with Indian markings.

As Robyn squeezed the stone, Damian felt his body become electrified. Worse, it seemed the electricity was flowing from his body to Robyn's. He watched as Robyn appeared to grow larger, straining the confines of her little girl clothes. But Damian's clothing was becoming looser. "This sucks," he said. Robyn continued to get larger, with her sneakers splitting and the seams on her dress pulling apart. But Damian felt himself growing smaller, sinking into his T-shirt and jeans. "This sucks," he said.

Robyn's dress blew apart, exposing her girl's undershirt stretched just under her armpits and her panties only covering the bikini area of her lower groin. But Damian's jeans and underpants had fallen off, and his T-shirt was slipping from his shoulders. "This sucks," he said. Trying to disengage his hand from Robyn's, he noticed that Robyn was now taller than he was, and her now growing breasts had ripped to shreds that last of her undershirt. Now half Robyn's size, Damian was hit in the face by the remnants of Robyn's panties as they, stretched beyond endurance, exploded off her body. "This really sucks," Damian said.

And then Robyn let go of Damian's hand. As his T-shirt finally fell off his body, Damian looked up at a fully-grown, naked woman with a 38D chest. Robyn looked down on an equally naked baby boy, whom she picked up and held at eye level. "Now you don't have to babysit me, as I transferred most of your aging to me. I'm now 28-years-old, while you're now 10-months," Robyn grinned. "This sucks," Damian said in what was his last adult utterance before his brain descended to infant level. Offering her breast to the baby, Robyn smiled, "No, Damian. You suck." No longer the overgrown baby his mother described, Damian did.


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