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It's been about 2 hours now playing with her mother, and Snow was getting hungry.

Over the time span of the first 30 minutes, Snow managed to crawl around the room for serious baby exercises (for getting to learn to walk faster later) and choked on some stupid building blocks twice. Her throat was sore; she felt bad for making such a ruckus for her mother. Snow wanted to make it easy for her mother while she was in this suffering baby body, but so far, it's proven to backfire.

"Don't tell me you're gonna be a troubled one like Barry, Snow. I never had many problems with you!" her mother said in a teasing voice.

Boohoo! Snow babbled in baby language, and cursed herself for not being able to freaking form her mouth shapes correctly; the hunger and feeling of failure to help herself out of this age regressed state brung her into a more cranky mood. ...I just want some apple sauce...

In all truth Snow knew she should be old enough for those foods, but knowing her mother, she probably would've been fed a bottle anyway. She didn't know what that plain, starchy formula milk tasted like. Thinking about it made her baby tummy churn, and actually made her...crave for the milk. Hunger.

Snow took Mr. Flumsies the giraffe in one fuzzy paw and started chewing on it with her toothless gums. She learned previously it helped with her childish anxiety and was one of the small group of things Honey allowed her to put in her mouth. It felt weird having no teeth, and even weirder craving for milk over one of her favorite flavors: Apple!

She became frustrated. Inner baby wanted milk, but Snow wanted Apple sauce. Who would she give in to?

Unfortunately, her baby mind shat all over her more reasonable side and left it for dead.

Over the recent hours she'd been 10 month old, she had regressed so hard in this baby body; and the unnerving part was... she didn't care. She couldn't care. She couldn't do anything about it right now and she just had to deal with it. She was no wizard or goddess to change back the time, and it looked to be she'd have to regrow in her babyhood. Sad as it sounded, she thought about it while toying around with toys earlier, and she'd come to the conclusion of having to deal with it.

Who knows, more than likely this age regressed magic and time reversal would ware off after she had experienced babyhood all over again, no more. However, for now...her mind was regressing to baby cravings, and she just... didn't have the power to stop it.

She wanted the milk.

Snow's poor stomach growled loudly and she in turn let out a cry. She was hungry for anything momma would give her. Anything. Momma was her supplier, might as well make it easier for her. I'm hungry...I'm hungry and I...I-I can't feed myself damn it...Snow droned for mother from her little play pen.

Right on cue, Honey walked into the room to her hungry, crying baby. "Uh oh...what's the matter baby?" She gingerly asked as she picked Snow up.

Momma...I'm hungry! Please feed me....she thought and whimpered. To emphasize, Snow stretched her small paws to Honey and moved them in a grabbing motion. Hungry hungry....her stomach was crumbling.

Honey nodded in assurance, "Ah...my baby's hungry for some milk? Okay okay, we're gonna get some," her mother comforted and nuzzled Snow's little nose. Snow slunk in relief. Her certain milk craving ( she knew was all baby) was going to be nourished. The churning in her hungry stomach was excruciatingly painful; she found the hunger more panging than how it would be in her adult form. Ugh...the contradictions in being a stupid cub...she thought.

Honey brought Snow onto the couch with her and sat her on her lap. Snow found herself in a cradle position. It felt all the comfortable but...there was one problem. She didn't see the bottle!! Where's the food?! She cried, preparing to rant again. She kicked her tubby foot in aggravation. However...she stopped her short tantrum when realizing what her momma really had in mind for her feeding.

Snow observed Honey move to curve her peach coloured shirt up over her shoulder, exposing her bra. She then unclasped her bra and discarded it to the side, all while humming a soft tune. All this while, Honey was acting calm about taking off her shirt, better yet, showing her daughter her bare skin! As if this were normal! Snow only sat there in shocked curiosity at what was happening in front of her. This really was happening....her mother...her mother was going to nurse her! What kinda surprising wack is that?!

...Oh no...my gosh...I should've expected it though. I am some tubby 10 month old after all, she thought to herself as she observed her mother. Surprisingly, Snow wasn't more concerned about her pride, but more so on...how this would work out. She knew she had to go along with it either way, for the sake of food and to prevent suspicion from her mother. Who liked having stomach cramps anyway?

"Momma knows you're hungry...there's no need to be fussy. I'll make sure my baby has a full tummy soon enough," Honey hummed and brought her daughter closer to her softly tanned breast. Snow didn't know what to do. She thought it'd feel weird doing this...actually nursing from her mother again. However, Snow had to admit she loved her mother and was comfortable with doing many creative things with her, she really was. However, when applying to this...it really was a wonder.

Her dominant baby mind deeply urged her to immediately start suckling, for food. If she were to wait any longer, her mother would wonder if she had a change of mind and she'd have to go through even more stomach pains. Those aggravating, painful stomach pains.

That was it. She decided not to think about it.

Not wanting to be thoroughly reminded of how painfully hungry she was again, Snow... ever so reluctantly... latched onto her mother's soft teat, and ever slowly and suspiciously...started to suckle. She didn't remember exactly how to do this, but her instincts were shouting this was a good way to get food. ....she had wiped away her pride for now in return for milk to fill her empty stomach.

Screw it...just get it over with. I've got nothing to lose, and if Ma really wants me to do something so simple for her, with it also being a benefit for me, it wouldn't hurt to do it, Snow quietly thought to herself. With that constant thought in mind, she slowly continued her pattern between suckles.

In response, Honey brought Snow a bit more into her breast for a more comfortable position, and to also make sure she could provide a good amount of her milk to her little hungry cub. Having that in mind, Honey continued to hum her soft tune to Snow. Snow in turn kept her constant gaze on her mother, wanting to get the food part over with. Wow...I'm...I'm actually doing this.... she thought carefully. She shifted a bit in her mother's lap, albeit keeping herself steady, I never thought I'd be repeating something I've done before grade school. This actually...feels comfortable. Happy thoughts Snow...happy thoughts.

A good heads up for both of them...it wasn't long before Snow's "happy thoughts" paid off.

After mere moments of nursing in Honey's lap with a relaxed gaze in her eye, Snow started to taste the sweet milk streaming onto her tongue, and down her tender throat. The actual taste of mom's milk was...well...appetizing to say the least, and it was actually very filling. It reminded her of how hungry she really was, and naturally Snow started suckling at a faster pace. Instinctively, her small hind feet curved up as if she were in a fetal position, and her soft paws moved onto her mother's breast to, in a way, stimulate more milk to feed her hunger. Honey smiled down at her daughter, happy she was happy, and was curing her hunger while getting healthy nutrients. She loved the intimate moments between mother and baby.

Right now, Snow wasn't worried about looking absolutely babyish. She was focused on how filling Honey's milk was as it continued to flow into her hungry stomach, and the intimate moment this really has turned out to be. It was almost as if...she could feel her mother's love, and the intimacy between the two of them. Surely, Snow was liking it, and that wasn't just her baby side talking.

Being an age regressed baby really did have it's nice twists and turns.