Ending up with an innie belly button this time around, I worry a bit about future navel fluff. Previously I had a navel popping outwards, nothing got in there without my permission.
“There must be some kind of misunderstanding here”, I began. “My name is Theo, and a few moments ago I was going to get cigarettes. Now I find myself in an infant's body, and this towel you've wrapped around me isn't very comfortable.
The light is too bright in here, could you turn it down a bit? Oh, and you are all talking very loudly.”
Baby ears are sensitive you see. Not fine-tuned in any way, separating sounds are difficult in the beginning. But things sound very loud.
I found my voice surprisingly high-pitched, but I didn't have time to worry about it. Talking properly without teeth was difficult, but apparently I got the message across.
She was a woman in her forties, and I noticed a big mole on her right cheek. A thick strand of black hair was sticking out of it.