Childhood Regression

As you study your small fingers and features, you look back at the Doc with a certain panic in your eyes. "Help me!" You say, but all that comes out seems to be this unintelligent whine that, surprisingly, gets the point across.

"This was not supposed to happen." The Doc says, shaking his head as he studies Matilda, who has now turned into a more beautiful female twin of you than before. In return, your eyes widen with the thought of being stuck like this forever. "Now what?"