They take care of you and read you a story before bedtime. They make sure you pick up your toys, and help you take a bath, and lay out clothes for you. All sorts of stuff. Then, they watch The News on TV.
"I'm the Mommy," he exclaimed in shock.
But he couldn't be the mommy. There were so many reasons why...The thought dropped off as he felt a sudden pain in his chest. It felt like someone was trying to inflate a balloon inside it.
He looked down to see that it was actually two balloons...he was growing breasts. "Fuck," he said, not even thinking about the fact he'd suddenly taken up casual swearing.
"I'm not the mommy...I'm not the mommy," he repeated. "I'm a..." How old was he again?
