Scott went to the restroom and stripped naked. Then he touched the medallion to the nursing bra and then hung the medallion around his neck, walking out with only a towel around himself while waiting to transform. The transformation was not quite as strange as before, because he'd already transformed twice. Again he had breasts, and again he felt his penis shrink down to nothing. He half-expected his hair to grow long, but it stayed the same--female hair wasn't inherently longer than male hair, that was just how girls styled it.
"It's still amazing to look at," said his father.
"I can't believe it," said his mother as girl-Scott picked up the little Scott and started to breastfeed him again. "Scott, a girl, but there's another Scott. He's just like Scott was when he was born."
"Mom? Dad? Aunt Sharon? I... I don't know how to ask this really. But I know I can't be a teenage mother for good. I can still stay here, can't I? With Scott?" Meaning baby Scott. "He can grow up knowing me, and also knowing you like I did. I guess I'm asking for a lot, but...."
"But you want us to take care of him when you're at school?" asked his mother. "Or with your friends?"
"Yeah, Mom. I mean, I don't really have a choice, do I?"
"You do realize this all happened because of one bad choice you made?" asked his father.
"You're right, Dad. But I think it'll work. You know what I did to you? I made you younger. I can do it again. You can help me take care of Scott until he's as old as I am now and you'll still have your whole life ahead of you. You'll never even get sick. It's the one way I could pay you back. I mean, I'd do that for you anyway, but at least it's some way I can really help."
"Do you really think we'd throw out either you or your baby?" asked his mother.
"I... I guess you wouldn't, but I'm not used to this! I'm still confused! Suddenly I have a baby, and he's really me! They don't tell you about this in sex ed."
Later, things had quieted down a bit. Or rather, Scott had calmed down a bit, particularly the older one.
"One thing I think we should know," asked Susan, "you're going to keep changing, right?"
"Right, Mom. I'll be a girl if I expect to be around Scott a lot. I can feed him this way. And I can go outside without anyone wondering why Scott the teenager has a baby. I may look like myself, but nobody would think I changed sex--they'll think it's a weird coincidence."
"You know," said Sharon, "you don't need to look exactly the same as a girl as a guy. For instance, you could grow your hair out as a girl. Save some clothes and you could stay long-haired as a girl and short-haired as a boy.
"Hmm, true, I could do that. I suppose Scott won't mind."
"And be careful when you change before a school day."
"Hmm. Right. If the next day is a school day I can't change unless I do it early enough that I can change back before school. Which means if I'm not home by 7 or so, I can't become baby Scott's mother at all that night."
There were a lot of minor details like this. Perhaps the biggest one was what to tell Scott about his parent(s) and older Scott, but that was years off.
So time passed, and....
