'I have been counting days since I ended up in this bizarre situation. I am in the body of a toddler, and it has been exactly 300 days since then. I can't understand the situation I have ended up in, but one thing is for sure is that this is not an illusion.' He looked around him and found himself surrounded by books that the beautiful woman had brought to him because he was going for the books ever since he started crawling about four months ago. When he started crawling at the age of five months his parents were flabbergasted, and they were even more flabbergasted when he started walking at the age of nine months only.
As soon as he started crawling, he went for the books he could see in his vicinity. But he still could not understand what was written in it. So, he tried a bit harder and tried to understand when his parents said something to him. 'Hmm…... this language has about 32 letters. This book is a bit complicated among the ones my mother has given to me. The 32 letters are used in about three hundred different combinations. By comparing this to the conversations I have heard from my parents and my surroundings, I can more or less understand what they are saying but I still face problems when a proper conversation is being held between adults. At this rate, I won't be able to expand my vocabulary. I need a better book than this one, a dictionary is ideal, but I done know how to pronounce it nor do I know how to recognize the word. Ahh... I'm having a headache.'
At this moment a woman entered the room. She was the beautiful woman. After a long time and observing the conversations between his parents he finally figured out her name was Carla. She was a beautiful woman with striking features. Red hair and deep golden eyes and a smooth-looking face. A perfect figure as if carved by a deity himself and presented to the world as a blessing to be admired. 'That lucky bastard.' Now he was talking about his father who had a silly smile on his face and what seemed to be a pushover and smitten for his wife and child. He also found his father's name to be Joseph. Joseph had a physique of a warrior and he had seen him with a sword on many occasions. From this, he discerned that he was a swordsman. Joseph was a handsome-looking man with golden hair and blue eyes that gave him a beautiful appearance. 'Well, he is somewhat good looking so it can be somewhat justified that he was able to get a wife this beautiful and far out of his league.'
Carla who had entered the room smiled after seeing him with a book in his hand. The moment he noticed Carla's presence, he shifted his attention to her and a happy smile bloomed on his face. That smile made Carla even happier and she hurried up to hold him in her embrace. "How is my baby? Is he hungry and wants mommy to feed him?". Since he was about 10 months old his diet only consisted of milk and milk only. And not just any milk, milk from the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Of course this brought a silly smile on his face as he thought about feeding from those breasts that were milky white and beautiful as hell. 'Damn, this is the only good part about this situation for now. Just thinking about those breasts makes me want to never let them go but this body is greedy to drink in fast strides which cuts the session short. But hey how can I complain, at least I'm getting something out of this.'
Hearing her say that he showed his consent by saying something in baby language as he still could not speak because of his undeveloped vocal cords. Seeing him showing his consent Carla opened her blouse strings to let it fall and two bountiful breasts were released for the world to admire. Fortunately for him, he was the only one to admire this sight and he felt happy about it which showed on his face. But then he remembered that he is not the only one and that soured his mood. 'That lucky bastard'. But still, he pushed these thoughts to the back of his head and stared at what seemed to be the most beautiful sight. A twin peak with budding areolas on it. He greedily put his mouth on one and started sucking the milk out of it. Carla stared at her son with a smile, seeing him so content and focused only made him look cuter than he already was. Suddenly Carla felt something weird that brought her out of admiring her son's cuteness. She felt something bite her areola but it wasn't a rough bite but a gentle one which caused a moan to escape her lips. She looked at her son flabbergasted but saw the same focused look on his face and no longer feeling the same feeling from before she blamed it on a coincidence and ignored it and continue to stare at him affectionately.
'Damn that was close! I got excited for a moment there and did it without thinking. Good thing she didn't notice it too much or else that wouldn't have been a good thing for me. But I can't be blamed for this either. Who wouldn't take advantage of a situation such as this? A child can't be blamed but I'm not a child but only inside a child. If I'm not tempted by this, then you can't call me a man. Dammit! Even now it is hard to resist. I want to hear that sweet moan again. No! hold yourself. She's your mother. Well technically she's not but she also is. I must behave. Let's finish it up or I might end up doing it again.' Thinking that he started sucking faster which brought another yelp out of Carla's mouth, but she didn't think too much of it as she only thought that her son was hungrier than usual, so he was drinking faster than usual. This also added a certain cuteness to his face. "Drink slowly so you don't choke up on it, this is all yours anyway," she said while giggling at her son's antics unaware of how hard she was making it for him to let go.