Krystyn glanced down and smiled at Andrew’s tentative explorations. She wanted him to see and experience his new size for himself before she took him back up to the nursery and fed him his first meal as a rejuvenated infant. It would give him something to think about over the next few days as he lay alone in his crib. His trip down to the family room was all part of the treatment. She did it to all her babies once they were alone with her.
Andrew wandered around the family room for a few minutes on his hands and knees and finally sat down on his diapered bottom to assess his situation. “Firstly,” he thought, ticking off his troubles on the stubby fat little fingers of his left hand,