Mikey suddenly found it easier to move, as if the force holding him had weakened its grip a bit, and was able to move closer to his mother. He looked up at her. She was still taller than him, but not by as much. That was cool. As for being a girl...well, he'd thought girls were icky, but being one didn't feel icky. It felt the same as being a boy, just...well, different. It didn't even occur to him to be bothered by it.
Unknown to Mikey, the cloud had loosened its grip on him to focus on the other occupant of the room.
Linda felt a sudden pressure, the sort she hadn't felt since she'd had Mikey, of pushing a large object out of her body. She began to breathe deep, wincing a bit, but it was surprisingly pain free, just uncomfortable. Finally, whatever it was was ejected, and it felt large, and she felt relief.
She couldn't peek to see what it was while Mikey was watching her so intently, but she had a sneaking suspicion of what it was, and she didn't even want to think about that possibility.
