Karyn cradled Jon carefully in her arms as she carried him downstairs. Pausing in the kitchen doorway, Karyn smiled down at Jon and made cooing noises to him.
Jon was confused. Suddenly the world was moving and he was somehow rocking and bouncing until at last things stabilized enough to see ... a gigantic face, a gigantic Karyn's face, hovering over his entire field of vision. Only then did he realize what had happened, and began crying.
"Shush shuu shoo" Karyn said as she bounced and rocked the crying Jon to no avail.
"I think he's hungry. Better hand him here."
Startled, Karyn looked up to see Jon's mother; no Joan, she couldn't think of her any other way as she was at most now only two years older than herself; beckoning to Karyn with one hand while unbuttoning her blouse with the other. In a daze, she handed the tiny Jon over and watched dumbfounded as Joan bared a now very large breast and tucked Jon in to suckle.
"Don't stare , and close your mouth." Joan commented to Karyn. "Besides, it won't be long before you'll be doing this."
