#mental regression

[yumeyuyumeyume]

Shoji protects the sleepy baby Yuga (if this is weird idc)

let's say a witch villain regressed him to an infantile state...

continuation !

☆ ref :

[awesomelittleprincessjess]

New Year New You

The evening starts off normally, with the usual festivities and celebrations. However, your partner suddenly comes up with an unusual suggestion. "How cute would it be if you dressed up to match my niece? I think you'd look adorable in a similar dress!" she says, her eyes sparkling with excitement. This suggestion takes you by surprise. It's not something you would have expected from her, and it feels oddly out of character. Not to mention the idea of a grown man wearing what you presume to be very feminine and juvenile dress.

Before you can respond, the door swings open, and in walks your partner's brother. His smile is wide, but there's a mocking edge to it that instantly puts you on edge.

"Well, isn't that a delightful idea," he chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement. He motions for you to follow him, leading the way into his daughter's room. There, hung prominently, are two dresses – one fit for a 5 year old and the other a perfect adult replica.

Compelled by a strange feeling of authority from your partner and her brother, you agree to wear the dress. Stood there, an adult in a child's dress, your partner seems to see nothing unusual about it. Her bother on the other hand is smirking, knowingly.

Rejoining the party, the other adults give mixed reactions. They're clearly amused and a bit confused by your choice of attire, making light-hearted comments and jokes. However, there's no sign that they're under any sort of influence as you partner seems to be.

As the night goes on, your partner treats you with a gentle, nurturing manner, as if she seems to truly sees you as a child. She guides you through the party, involving you in activities and speaking in a soft, caring tone. You find yourself going along with it, unable to protest.

Throughout the evening, you participate in games and activities, and for brief moments, you forgot yourself, finding genuine enjoyment and laughter. The other children treat you no different to any other child.

As midnight approaches you can see the other adults with a mix of curiosity and judgment. Her brother checks his watch and smiles. "Midnight soon, I wonder what will happen if you're still in that dress then?" You quickly start tugging at the dress, Tring to find the words to explain what is going on, even though you don't understand yourself. Your partner checks on you to make sure your not too tired as she straightens your dress. As soon a she tells you to settle down and behave you loose all strength, like your arms stopped working.

You hear the clock strike 12 and suddenly realise none of the adults are giving you strange looks anymore, they come over and say happy new years with a pat on the head.

You turn back and see your partner's brother, his daughter, still in her matching dress, asleep in him arms. "We best get this one to bed", he says starting to head upstairs, he winks over at you disappearing upstairs.

"Come on sweetheart, let's get you to bed" your partner says taking your hand. Obediently you follow, still confused by the whole evening. As you leave those house you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and giggle how pretty you look.

[jtwritesstuff]

A Mama and Her Baby

This is my first comm for my friend Arya! They wanted a simple and sweet mama baby time and I think I nailed it pretty well with the regression popped in and some hypnosis. I hope you all enjoy and just know I'm still open for comms! ______________________________________________________________

Arya sighed, shuffling into the apartment after a long day of work, having had to work a double because a coworker didn’t show up. He kicked his shoes off at the door and tossed his jacket onto the hook, the house already filled with the smell of spaghetti being made. Arya slowly shuffled into the kitchen and smiled, seeing Draven working on the spaghetti. “Shoulda guessed, you always make it when any of us have a bad day.”

Draven smiled a bit at Arya and nodded, gently patting his back a bit “I know my ba…friends well and…I know what’ll always cheer em up.” Arya nodded as Draven looked him over “Why don’t you go get into some more comfy clothes hun.” Arya looked down at his work uniform, nodding a bit as he made his way to his room, sighing a bit and not even noticing the sparkle of magic glittering on his back.

Arya shivered a bit as he walked into his room, wondering if he’d left the fan on only to see it off and frown before shrugging a bit and starting to undress. He tossed his work clothes into the hamper and sighed a bit before looking for a change of clothes, slipping a pair of shorts on and smiling a bit as he noticed something he hadn’t seen in years.

He pulled out a shirt and smiled, swearing he’d gotten rid of it before moving but now…here it was, he just smiled a bit as he pulled it on and looked down at it, it even looked as good as new…he could’ve sworn it had a hole in it. He just shrugged a bit and walked to the door and back out to the kitchen, noticing Draven smiling softly at him “Uhhh…yeah?” Draven just shook her head “Oh…nothing hun.”

Arya frowned a bit at that but shrugged a bit “So uh…when’s the sketti gonna be done?” Draven looked at it and thought “Well…it’s still got some time, along with the bread, so…I’d say 15 minutes, think you can wait that long?” Arya blushed a bit as he realized he did kinda sound like a needy kid before nodding “Y…Yeah I can wait”

Draven nodded and smiled softly at Arya “Why don’t you go watch TV or something hun, a watched cook doesn’t…cook” she seemed to get a bit lost in the allegory but just chuckled a bit before gently shooing Arya out. Draven had to stifle a chuckle though as she noticed she was just the slightest bit taller than Arya now, not that he’d notice of course. Arya made his way to the couch, sitting down and pulling up disney plus and scrolling through.

Arya sighed a bit, finally deciding on throwing the first Star Wars up as he laid on the couch. He began to smell the bread being cooked and felt his stomach rumble a bit as he glanced towards the kitchen. He watched as Draven worked and hummed softly, giving him a bit of a smile and wave which caused a slight blush from him. He went back to his movie, hoping dinner would be done soon as he looked down at himself, smiling at the newer shirt he’d gotten today with Draven at the store.

He just smiled, glad she was so willing to spend the money on him, it made him shiver a bit as he laid there, that same cold feeling that he’d felt earlier. He sat up, checking the thermostat and frowning a bit, seeing it was 72 in the house. He softly sighed a bit and slumped over a bit, hoping he wasn’t getting sick. He didn’t get much more time to think about it before Draven poked her head in with a soft smile “Arya sweetie, dinner’s ready” 

Arya smiled and excitedly hopped off the couch, rushing into the kitchen as Draven smiled down at him. Arya frowned a bit as he looked…up? He looked confused, as Draven just softly smiled down at the teen “What’s wrong hun?” Arya crossed his arms a bit, looking up “Wasn’t I…bigger?” Draven just chuckled at that “Hun, you may be having growth spurts all the time, but you haven’t caught up to mama just yet.” She ruffled his hair and he felt that tingle again.

He felt dazed for a second…what was he just talking about? He shook his head a bit and looked up at…mom, yeah, that was the name for her. She just smiled down “Well? You hungry or what?” She motioned to where he normally sat and Arya nodded, making his way quickly over and sitting as she made the plates for them. Arya just smiled in excitement as he waited, mom’s spaghetti was the best always.

She brought it over, smiling still as she set it down in front of the boy, she looked him over, noting to herself that he looked around 11 or 12 currently. “So honey…how was school?” Arya frowned a bit at that, thinking quietly to himself…how was school? Did he go to school? It all seemed…just a bit fuzzy. He just nodded a bit as he looked at his plate. “It…was fine, not lots to talk about.”

She smiled softly at the boy “Really? Nothing fun happened? Nothing you wanna tell mommy about?” Arya shrugged a bit as he started to nibble on the bread “Jus…I dunno, its kinda a blur of a day…” Draven just nodded as she started to eat, smirking as she saw the sprinkles of magic she put into the food already doing their work, the boy’s regression speeding up just in time for sketti~.

Arya didn’t seem to notice the change though, exactly how Draven set the spells up, just softly smiling at the boy as he shrunk, each year being about a minute at this point. Arya slowly ate, glancing every so often up at mama as she watched him, confused as to why she was staring and…why was the table so high up all the sudden? Arya slowly stood in his seat, causing Draven to chuckle softly at the boy “See honey…I told ya you need your booster seat.”

Arya frowned at that, looking down at himself, seeing his bluey PJ’s on him, what he’d changed into upon getting home from school.  He frowned even more at that, that didn’t seem…right, but as he thought about it he could only think of him being in first grade, it being a long day as they did…something, something about being outside, he’d come home super sleepy and took a nap in his favorite PJs. Arya shook his head a bit and frowned as none of this seemed right…but his memories were right there. 

He just stood there, thinking quietly as he suddenly felt himself lifted for just a second before being sat down in a higher position, looking down and blinking a bit as he saw the booster seat under him now. “There we go, much better, right honey?” Draven said, kissing the boy's head in hopes of clearing up the muddled thoughts of his. Arya felt his head clear a bit, some of that confusion from the day evening out as he thought about…what grade was he in again? Kindergarten? He frowned a bit as mama tapped his hand and he looked at her, she just smiled softly at the boy “Eat up honey, you gotta eat before it gets too cold.” Arya nodded, looking at the sketti in front of him and going to try and eat with a fork, but quickly finding it hard with his little hands. Draven just softly smiled, knowing he’d be reaching the perfect age soon. “Hey honey…do you just wanna use your handsies?”

Arya  hadn’t done that since he was little little…but this fork thing was pretty hard to use…. He thought as Draven smiled a bit “Lets get that shirt off honey...don’t need bluey all messy.” Arya just nodded a bit, lifting his arms up on instinct and not even thinking to try and take his shirt off himself, mommy always did it for him, why would now be any different.

Draven gently slipped the shirt off the boy and smiled down at him, kissing his forehead and making sure to slow down his regression, just enough to where she could enjoy these little years. She gently patted his back “Alright sweetie, dig in, mummy will get you all cleaned up after you’re done, don’t you worry.” Arya nodded and smiled, quickly digging into the sketti, picking it up by the handfuls and putting it into his mouth, this was soooo much easier than that silly fork thing.

Arya ate the absolutely delicious sketti mama made quickly, she always made the best sketti, he didn’t even notice as he ate that he got it all over his face and cheeks. Even if he did though he likely wouldn’t care, after such a long day at preschool, he just wanted to relax! They only let him have a little nap! Not even the big naps like mommy gives him. He ate and looked up to mama who just had her phone out, smiling as she snapped pictures of the freshly regressed little guy.

Arya waved at the camera and smiled big, showing just how messy he already was as Draven gave a soft chuckle “Guess someone’s gonna need a serious bathie tonight, huh?” Arya just giggled a bit as he ate. It was only then that he felt an odd…nagging in his brain, like this wasn’t right, he should be…bigger? Arya slowed his eating before frowning softly, and this was not lost on Draven who frowned with him “What’s wrong pumpkin?” 

Arya looked up at her, looking confused as she just smiled down at him “I…I was…bigger…?” Draven did a surprised gasp, though one Arya wouldn’t be able to pick up on being sarcastic “You were?? How big? Like…a house?” Arya giggled at  that and shook his head “Nuh uh! I…I was as big as you mama!” She looked surprised “You were? Then how’d you get so little and cute?” She said, tickling his tummy.

He giggled and squirmed at that before looking up, confused at the question “I…I dunno” He crossed his arms, confused as to how he got so small. He sat and thought about it before suddenly looking up “Is cause…the cold tingles!” Draven nodded a bit, looking interested much the way you would with any little one telling a story “Oh? The cold tingles?” Arya just nodded and looked up as serious as a three year old could be covered in spaghetti sauce “Yuh huh! Is makin me all little!”

“Well well, that’s no good at all, is it?” Draven asked in a sing song tone, leading to Arya shaking his head. “Nuh uh! Gotta fix it!” He nodded, sure there had to be…some way to make him a big…kid again. Draven chuckled a bit “Honey, there’s nothing to fix, I think you’re just being a silly little boy” Arya looked at her now and frowned “Buh…I gotta…be big” As he looked he noticed something in Mama’s eyes, they were…swirling. 

Arya couldn’t help but stare as Draven just smiled at him, gently petting his head “There we go…see? Isn’t it better to just…relax, be all little, let mama do the thinking?” Arya just nodded slowly, staring as his mouth slowly fell open, too entranced to speak at this point as he stared into the swirling pink mess that was his mama’s eyes. She just kept gently petting him, that soft smile never leaving her face “Yes…you wanna be mama’s baby boy don’t you? Just take a break from being a big boy and just…relax.”

Arya just stared into his mommy’s eyes, not even noticing as he slipped down to around two, nor the sudden bulk between his legs. Draven could only smile as she saw the sudden bulk between his legs as his undies became likely one of her signature dragon luvs. “That’s it…just relax, you’re such a good little boy, such a good baby” She gently petted him as Arya just stared into her eyes, drooling.

Draven gently patted his head, chuckling a bit at the now toddler, covered in sauce and in just a diaper “Now honey, I need some help, are you big, or are you little?” Arya in his hazy mind just stared at her, blinking a bit. Big? Little? He was…big right? But he felt so…little. Arya mumbled out a soft “Big…” as Draven chuckled a bit “You’re big? How exactly are you big sweetie?” Arya slowly shrugged a bit at her question, still entranced as Draven smiled softly “Sweetie…you don’t even use a potty.”

Arya blinked again “I…don’t…?” Draven just smiled at the boy “Nope, not at all, you’re too little, I doubt you even know what a potty is, do you?” Arya thought, and at first it felt like that knowledge was all there…but as mama asked if he did it’s like it slipped right out of his ears. He wasn’t sure what a potty was, not at all, but that left him with another question “Wh…where do I potty..?” Draven smirked a bit at that, it was like he was just leaving himself wide open “Why…where do you think sweetie? Where do all little babies go?” 

Arya didn’t have to think about this, it was like it was the first thing in his mind, softly mumbling as he stared “In…In their diapers” Draven gave a bit of a clap at that “Yes! Good boy! And what are you wearing sweetie?” Again, he didn’t even have to think about this, it’s like he’d known since the weird bulk wrapped itself around his waist “A…diaper” Draven just smiled at him “So…where do you think you go?” 

It’s like Arya could feel the change in his head, nodding slowly as he stared and Draven rubbed his back a bit “Why don’t you then sweetie, we gotta give you a bathie anyway.” Arya looked unsure for the first time as Draven kept gently rubbing “B…But…I’m big.” Draven tsked at that, shaking her head softly “No sweetie, you’re not, you’re my little boy, my baby, and right now, mommy wants you to get all those silly big boy thoughts out.” Arya could only parrot a soft “Get em…out?” Draven nodded “Yep, out, and it’s not as hard as you think sweetie, just give a little push.” Arya looked confused again as he looked at her “Push…?” She nodded again and smiled softly “Yes sweetie, a push, right into your lovely luvs for mama, just push all~ those big boy thoughts right out.” Arya just stared as it all started to click for him, he had to push, push all the big boy thoughts out, just be mama’s good little baby.

Draven watched the boy slowly lean forward, just keeping up the back rubs as she watched and whispered “That’s it…good boy, just push em all out for mama, let that little brain get all empty so mama can give you a changie, a nice bath and then maybe later, even a boobie.” Arya felt his mouth water at the thought of her wonderful milk, softly grunting as he stared, the eye stopped swirling a while ago but he couldn’t help but stare at mama as he softly grunted more.

It was quick, just like mama said as Arya leaned forward, grunting softly as he felt that feeling in his tummy moving down, pushing out into his diaper. As he pushed he felt his brain getting all…empty, like stuff was supposed to be there but..now it was only mama and...how he was a baby. He kept grunting, staring as mama praised him “There we go, such a very good boy, get it all~ out for mama, let all~ those big boy thoughts out.” She said again as Arya felt the weight in his diaper, it gently sagging under him as all he could do is let a soft giggle out at the funny feeling of all that big boy stuff just going right into his padding. 

Draven just watched the boy, smiling as he finished and plopped back into his messy diaper, knowing there wasn’t a lot going on upstairs right now “Such a good boy! Who’s mama’s good boy? You are! You are!” She said, gently tickling the boy’s tummy causing him to break into a fit of giggles and kicked as she gently scooped him up, smiling down at the sweet boy in her arms, one that just an hour ago was a stressed adult dreading tomorrow.

She gently carried the boy to his room, one that was already changed due to her magic. His bed was now a crib for his soon to be infant form, his dresser was now still one somewhat, but had a changing mat on top and was stocked with diapers. Long gone was his TV and games, rather it was now a star projector that played lullabies. She just softly smiled at the boy as she laid him on the changing mat and started to make quick work of untaping and wiping him down.

Arya looked up adoringly at mama as she cleaned him and cooed at him, telling him how cute he was now and how much better it must be. Arya could only suck on his paw as he stared up at her, smiling at her as she gently finished cleaning him before lifting him up and carrying the now one year old to the bathroom. She turned on the warm water and gently set the boy in as it slowly filled. 

Arya giggled as the warm water gently and slowly enveloped him, splashing a bit and wiggling at the warm feelings of the water. Draven smiled, just letting the water come up to about just below his chest line before stopping it and putting some boat toys in for the boy to play with as she grabbed a cup and childrens shampoo.She filled the cup before pouring it over his head, wetting his hair as the boy just giggled and flailed a bit “Nuuuh mama!”

Draven chuckled back “Well someone’s gotta clean this messy little boy, and I know you won’t do it yourself.” She said as she gently started to work the children’s shampoo into the boy's now wet hair. Arya just giggled and splashed as started to play with the toy boats as she gently started to clean him with a wet washcloth, trying to get all the sauce off him while he was distracted with playing. 

Arya didn’t make it easy though as he kept giggling and squirming at her trying to hold him still and wipe him down with the funny feeling cloth. Draven could only smile and shake her head at his antics before pulling her phone out and waving at him which led to a wave back as she took a picture to remember the night. She smiled as she dunked the cup back under the water “Okay sweetie, close those lil eyes of yours.”

Arya nodded and closed his eyes quickly as Draven gently poured water over his head, washing the soapy suds out of his hair and into the awaiting water, causing giggles from the boy again as she did it once more to make sure they were all out. She let him keep playing as she gently cleaned him up a bit more, making sure she got all the sauce before smiling and pulling the plug on the bathtub.

The boy watched the water swirl down the drain as he was lifted out by mama, with a towel in her arms as she made quick work of drying off his hair and body. She ruffled his hair dry and smiled as she kissed his forehead upon the boy poking his head out “Alright, let's get you all diapered and then we’ll relax on the couch before beddy byes, how’s that sound pumpkin?” Arya could only nod, most of the words coming at him way too fast for his now little, empty head to fully comprehend.

She carried him back into his room and laid him on the changing table, quickly sliding a diaper under his bottom, applying powder and taping him up quickly. She nodded at her work, she still had the magic diapering touch, before lifting the boy off the table and looking at her choices for PJ’s for him. She gave a small chuckle as she pulled out a romper with the words “Mommy’s lil Rah” with a little picture of a dragon on it “Perfect for my little boy.” 

She gently slipped it over his head before gently snapping the crotch and nodding at him as he just gently started to suck on his paw again, looking at it. He knew he should know those words, but they were gone now, mama took em away, but that's okay cause he was just a little baby after all. “Alright, time for some Bluey and then nini time for my little boy.” She brought him out to the couch, slowly sitting and stopping the movie that’d been playing since before dinner, pausing it and swapping quickly to Bluey, chuckling as she noticed the little one in her lap start to wiggle and dance as the theme started to play.

“Do you like Bluey baby?” Draven asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him. Arya nodded quickly and babbled out  a “Wub Bwuey!” as he was already transfixed with the TV. They spent the next thirty or so minutes doing just that, watching Bluey and relaxing, Arya relaxing truly for the first time in a while, though as he laid there, he started to smell a wonderful smell.

He started to look around, wondering if mama had something or lit something, but quickly realized he was much closer to the smell than he thought. He looked back and saw he was right next to her chest, and sure enough, the wonderful smells were coming from her chest. It made his mouth start to drool almost instantly as he stared, something that wasn’t lost as Draven smirked down, the perfect way to get a little one like him asleep.

“Does my little boy want some num nums? Hmm? Does hims want some mama milk?” Draven cooed down as Arya just nodded. She gently undid her shirt before lowering her bra and smiling as her nipple hung in front of the boy’s open mouth. Arya could barely stand it, the wonderful smell was overwhelming his senses as he stared at the wonderful source, and he knew exactly what to do, he was a baby after all.

He latched on quickly, starting to drink and gulp down the wonderful, sweet and almost entrancing milk. He felt it roll down his throat and warm his tummy, causing shivers to run up and down his back as he felt so..loved, so cared for, so close to mama in this moment. Draven just smiled down at the nursing boy, feeling the same closeness as she watched him drink, his eyes slowly shutting as she gently held him, rubbing and patting his bottom as he slowly relaxed more and more into her arms. 

Arya just kept taking mouthful after mouthful, feeling himself grow more and more tired with each gulp as he let his eyelids close, feeling just so safe here, he could easily sleep here. Draven watched as that’s exactly what happened, the gulping slowly stopped as he slowly drifted off to sleep. She just smiled softly, holding the boy still, letting him rest as she knew the spell wouldn’t last for more than a few days at most, but for these few days she had her little boy, and he had her, and that’s all that mattered in the end, was a mama and her baby.

[su1c1d3wh0r3z]

love that my recent reblogs were posts i found while scrolling thru here as a way to ignore my mother yelling at me :)

[trazon]

An immogression escape room.

The trick here is to not overthink the puzzle, unfortunately these four couldn't process that Even when they weren't being dumbed down.

[theyanderespecialist]

The Animation Said💬"Hold My Beer"🍺and Double Down on The ✨Trauma✨⚠Spoiler Warning⚠ (SPOILER WARNING) The animation somehow got better from the book of Atlantic, even better in Season 4, and EVEN BETTER in the most Current Season, Season 5! 

They also made Sebastian MORE ATTRACTIVE since Book Of Atlantic, Season 4, and Season 5. Getting more attractive in EACH ONE! 

AND Ciel Gets more Trauma Since Season 3, to Book of Atlantic, to Season 4, and EVEN MORE in Season five. So much so that in episode 3 of Season 5, he mentally regresses. 

THE TRAUMA, THE ANIMATION, THE ATTRACTIVE DEMON!!!

[yumeyuyumeyume]

entertaining the baby Yuga ☆

continuation to this

[awesomelittleprincessjess]

Home Schooled

I spent least night sleeping in our guest room... 'my room'. I awoke to find a school uniform, pristinely hung for me, and despite its ordinary appearance, wearing it made me feel small, like actor forced to play the role of schoolgirl. Angie didn't need her pocket watch this time. It seems the hypnosis triggered as soon as she told me it was time for school. I obediently got dressed and felt that familiar fog as soon as the dress fell over my head.

Angie has transformed our dinning room into a sort of classroom. It's almost laughable; lined with educational posters suited for a primary school, and there's even a small chalkboard with the day's lessons written: English and Maths.

Today's English lesson involved basic spelling and constructing simple sentences, yet under Angie's fixed stare, I stumbled over "cat" and "dog" as if they were words in a foreign language. She's somehow made it so that what should be child's play now feels like an intellectual mountain. But I kept trying, feeling a stupid compulsion to raise my hand when she asked a question.

The maths was no better. Angie would present a simple addition or subtraction problem, but the numbers swam before my eyes, refusing to add up. Whenever I'd attempt to solve them, the figures would dance and shift, a clear result of Angie's hypnotic influence.

Each time I failed, her disappointment was palpable, yet there was an sense of satisfaction, too. She got off on the control, the power to make the simple complex, the easy impossible!

As the 'school day' ended, she assured me that tomorrow would bring more challenges. I felt mentally drained, as a reward I was allowed to watch cartoons, I hate how excited I feel hearing that stupid pony them tune... but I guess I don't mind a few episodes...

[jtwritesstuff]

Race to the Finish - Chapter 1

I feel awareness coming in first, that feeling of waking after a long nap, and the tiredness that comes with that feeling. I gently lift myself up and let a soft groan out as I look around. The room hadn’t changed much since my last lucid period, maybe a few new toys here and there, and that loop-de-loop hot wheels track was definitely new. The room was mostly the same, the same race car bed my other side had picked out, same wild, unkempt toys scattered here and there, again thanks to my other side. 

As I sit I feel the telltale squish of my pull up under my bottom and wince, the night accidents had started soon after catching the virus, even when I was an adult, and I’d still not gotten used to them after…well I didn’t know how many months it’d been at this point. The periods of my other side taking over were there, but kids couldn’t tell time, dates, much of anything, and some things like waiting for mommy- Khris… to get out of a conversation felt like an eternity to a four year old, yet things like daycare seemed to pass in a snap. I slowly pulled myself out of bed, cringing at the feeling between my legs as it squished, and upon looking down cringed again, seeing the childish Paw Patrol PJs I was in. I got up and went to my dresser, one now much bigger than me, though I knew where all the clothes were, starting with underwear I opened the lowest drawer and sighed, digging through, looking for anything without cartoons or cutesy animals, picking a pair that just had Pikachu on them. I had pulled my pants down when I’d heard the sound of the door opening and a blush fell across my face as Khris, my mommy and previous girlfriend walked in, smiling softly. 

“And what are we doing mister?” I let out a sigh as I looked down “Khris… it’s me… I’m just trying to get out of..this” I said, motioning to my well used pull up. Khris seemed a little shocked but kept the smile up “Well, welcome back Stephen, heard ya through the baby monitor and assumed little Stevie was trying to change himself, normally doesn’t end up well as he can have trouble with pants.” She chuckled as I blushed more, my face feeling like it might catch fire at any moment. “W-Well…I’m not him so..c-can you please leave, also where are the wipes?” Khris chuckled again and just walked over, taking them off the top of my dresser and handing them to me before going to walk out. 

“Call me if you need help, I’m just in the living room.” I just blushed more as the door shut, how could she think I need help, it’s just pants and underwear, maybe a shirt if I’m lucky and any of them are less childish. I make quick work of ripping the sides of my pull up and letting it fall to the floor before cleaning myself, something I’d gotten used to before the periods of mental regression had started happening. I slide on the underwear and find a somewhat mature looking pair of shorts before throwing the pull up into the diaper pail near my dresser, though I didn’t need diapers, it kept my room from smelling like stale pee. I walked out and sighed as everything seemed so…big now, everything from a four year olds perspective seemed like it was made for giants. I made my way to the living room where Khris gave me a warm, motherly smile “Good job sweetie! Glad you could get yourself changed after your little nap.” I blushed again “Of course I can, just because…Stevie can’t, doesn’t mean I can’t…” Khris nodded as she looked at me a bit seriously. “Well..this was a longer period under, honestly sweetie, we thought you were permanent this time.” 

I looked annoyed now, probably ‘we’ as in her and her new boyfriend I’d found out about after my last time under. His name was Ty and he honestly wasn’t a bad guy, when I was in my older mindset we could talk about our passion, which was cars. Though we’d gone two very different places with our passion as I’d been a professional stunt and race driver before the virus hit, while Ty was just a mechanic. “Well, I’m back so…of course I can dress myself” I said with a huff 

“Where’s Ty?” I asked, wanting a way to maybe get into a more…adult conversation. Khris sighed a bit, my want to cut the conversation not lost on her “In the garage, the car needed an oil change and he’s getting it done” I nodded and started to head that way, not wanting to lose a second where I could be having a much more…mature conversation than the triumph of being able to put my feet in the right holes without getting lost. I pulled the toddler proof door open, it having one of those over the handle covers to make it near impossible for an actual four year old to open, and made my way into the garage. Ty pulled himself out  from under the car and looked at me “What are you doing out here lil guy?” “I…wanted to see if you needed any help.” Ty looked a bit surprised but then smiled and nodded “Of course I could Stephen, good to see ya back bud, been a minute.” He sat up slowly, having not changed a ton in the time  I’d been under, same long hair tied into a bun, somewhat scruffy but short beard, looked like he’d just gotten out of work as he was still dirty and had the overshirt with his name on it on. 

“So…what do you need me to do?” I asked, unsure how far along the process was “Well, right now could you hand me the wrench on my stool? Getting the oil filter off now.” I smiled and nodded, knowing I’d come in just in time for the start. I grabbed the wrench and quickly handed it to him and he went to slide under as I asked “Do…you need me to help under there?” He stopped and poked back out, a bit of a worried look on his face “Why don’t you stay out here bud, I don’t think you’d be able to get this off being how small you are, and you know how mommy feels about you getting all dirty, especially with oil? She’d have my head and you’d probably have a new daddy” he chuckled as he rolled under and I frowned.

I found myself actually pouting for a second and feeling the urge to stomp my foot, but just barely stopping myself as I said “I can help Ty, I’m not just gonna be a…tool boy. I know cars probably better than you!” I huffed as he sighed from under the car “It’s not about knowledge lil dude, it’s about the fact you’re four now, even if you’re mentally bigger.” I huffed again as I looked around, seeing the new oil sitting near the oil pan and grabbing it “W…Well I wanna put the oil in!” I said, not realizing how childish it sounded at the time as Ty chuckled “Sure bud, you can put the oil in, and in fact, I almost got this off, slide me the oil pan.” I walked over and pushed it towards him with my foot as I held the new oil like it was life or death. 

I heard the telltale thunk as the oil filter fell into the pan and the oil started to pour out with it and Ty slid out, grabbing the new filter and chuckling upon seeing me before sliding back under and waiting. During that waiting period I cooled down a bit, sighing as I realized I’d let my more…childish emotions take over in the moment. Something that wasn’t uncommon when I was aware, though I’d never felt that..close to a tantrum before…it was odd, concerning to say the least. Before long I heard the clicking of the ratchet as he tightened the new filter in place and slid back out, smiling at me as he stood, now towering over me. 

“Lemme grab the stool for ya bud, and the funnel, and then the oil is all yours.” He said, sliding the stool over and helping me onto it before putting the funnel in place and making sure it was secure as I struggled to get the cap off the fresh oil. Ty helped me a bit just to get it started but then let me do it the rest of the way, standing right behind me as I lifted up the fairly large bottle and started to pour it in. I smiled as I felt a form of accomplishment as I watched it go down the funnel, knowing I was doing way more than just handing him tools. 

I helped with the first bottle and then the second and smiled as he put the engine cap on and went to go check how it ran, turning the car on. Though in my excitement of helping I went to hop of the stool, misjudging just how high up it was to my little body, I hopped down and yelped as I landed but quickly tumbled forward and whined as I caught myself on my hands and knees, wincing as I felt the sharp pain I hadn’t felt since childhood of my hands and knees getting skinned, whimpering as I stood back up, feeling my lip trembling and the childish emotions welling up, though I did my best to keep them down as Ty turned off the car and stepped out.

“Good job bud, seems to be running…you okay lil guy?” I just nodded, but my face obviously showed otherwise as he kneeled down and started to check me over “Ooo…looks like you got scraped up pretty good, this is why I told you to wait for me bud, come on, lets get mommy to get you a bandaid.” He went to stand as I looked at him, my already heightened emotions flaring up at being talked down to so easily by the man who took my girlfriend. “I can get my own damn bandaid and I don’t even need em! It was a little fall!” 

Ty seemed taken aback by my sudden outburst and just looked at me “Buddy..it’s okay to-” I cut him off “And stop calling me “Buddy”! I’m not a little kid right now! You don’t need to look down on me like one!” I went to stomp into the house, flinging open the door and stomping towards my room as I saw Khris getting up from the couch. I heard Khris ask “What’s going on” and Ty said something back, I’m sure they were talking about me. I was just too upset to even care as I slammed my bedroom door shut and sat down against it, trying to hold myself together…big kids didn’t cry, adults didn’t cry, and I wouldn’t cry.

I sat there for a while, and after a bit I felt and heard a knock at the door behind me to which I responded with a moody “What” Khris responded “Sweetie…can I come in? I wanna make sure you’re okay…Ty told me you took a pretty good tumble.” I felt the red hot rage boiling back up but scooched away from my door and just muttered a soft “Fine….” Khris slowly walked in and looked at me before kneeling down and frowning “Is everything alright hun? This isn’t like you, even big you….” She sounded worried but I just pulled away “I’m perfectly fine…thanks.”

 She sighed and sat down now, probably knowing she was in for the long haul as she gently took my hand “Honey, I know this is all a lot, and while we’ve had time to adjust, I know you haven’t. If you need to talk to us, you can hun, this has to be a lot, and especially being that we don’t know what’s going on in that little head of yours, we can only help you as much as you let us….” I pulled my hand away and curled up again “I don’t need help, I’ll be fine…” Khris frowned “Sweetie, we both know that’s not true.” I shrugged as I just sat there “My issue, not yours…I’m gonna go shower…get this dirt off me” I said, looking for any escape from her ‘mommy of the year’ act, though as I stood, I noticed something off, specifically around my crotch. I frowned as it felt…cold..clammy, though my shorts looked fine. 

Khris seemed to notice my sudden stop too. “Everything okay sweetie?” She started to even make a move to check me probably as I pulled away and just muttered “I’m fine.” I walked out of the room and towards the bathroom, hearing Khris walking out behind me, but stopping in the hall. I made my way into the bathroom, quickly shutting and locking the door behind me before yanking my shorts down and feeling my undies, feeling the telltale squish of the padded undies, wincing I realized…not only was little me not potty trained yet…seems like that little bout made me have a bit of an accident, and not one that will go unnoticed, as I can’t throw these out like a pull up. 

I sigh and slip my now soggy undies down, that being a problem for post shower Stephen as I pulled off my shirt and going to turn the water on, though struggling heavily to do so from outside the tub, just barely being able to turn the knob to the hot area. I got into the shower after it'd warmed up enough, grimacing at the tub toys hanging from mesh bags on the wall, knowing any other night I’d probably be ecstatic to play with those right now. I turned away from em and started to let the warm water run over me, sighing as I felt the stress seemingly start to melt away already, the dirt washing off my body. Some being from the garage, but most I suspect to be from daycare that day, we’d had an outing to the woods behind the school and I’d been getting into everything.

 I washed my body with a soap bar I could only guess to be Ty’s, not that I really cared, though as it came to my hair I looked around for any shampoo, only finding the kids shampoo left low, making it easier to get me washed during my baths.  I groaned, I was not using THAT, I already probably smell like a kid constantly, I wasn’t going to add onto it. I began to look around for some more mature shampoo, noticing it on a higher shelf and well out of my reach, but easy for any adult to get to and use. 

I huffed a bit, crossing my arms before looking for a way to get it, realizing my only way would be to climb, though I knew it was probably not the best idea, it was better than using that childish smelling gunk. I began by stepping onto the edge of the tub, it wasn’t too slippery so it was easy to make my way around to the shelves, and start to pull myself up. This though, was my worst decision of the night, as when I tried to step up onto the lowest shelf, grabbing a higher one. I didn’t realize just how slippery they’d gotten from the steam and water falling on them. 

It was over before it’d even started as I felt my hand slip first before my foot slipped off the lower shelf, sending my tumbling back towards the tub with a loud thud and a yelp. I winced, not hurt, least not badly, and I’d not hit my head on anything, though I’d fallen on my bottom fairly hard, I was surprised though when I heard the knob to the bathroom rattle, and then the door swung open, I thought I’d locked it….

I looked up as the shower curtain was pulled open and Khris was almost immediately at my side, not worried about the water as she immediately went to check me over. “Stevie, sweetie, are you okay? Are you hurt? What happened?” She seemed panicked as she looked me over, but I was mortified. Being completely nude in front of not just her, but I could see Ty behind her, holding a screwdriver and looking concerned. I pushed her hands away from me, blushing as I scrambled back up to my feet. “I’m fine, just…tried to get shampoo and fell.” 

Khris frowned as she heard that “Sweetie, your shampoo is down here, you shouldn’t have to climb for it, you know how dangerous that is.” She said, scolding me like you would a small child which only made my embarrassment rise as I looked at her “I’m not gonna use stuff that’s gonna make me smell more like a toddler!” She looked surprised at me for raising my voice and frowned. “Well it’s what we normally use for you,it’s just oranges, nothing kiddie Stephen, you need to understand you can’t do everything like you used to…” 

She stood and sighed, seeming satisfied with me not being hurt and…maybe even a bit hurt herself? I just went to pull the curtain closed as she seemed to linger for a few more seconds before walking out, shutting the door behind her and I could hear some talking behind the door. I sighed and gave a death glare to the bottle of shampoo with a smiling octopus on it before grabbing it and making quick work of washing my hair, huffing as I washed with the shampoo. It didn’t smell bad at all, though I don’t think I could ever admit that to Khris or Ty at this point. 

I stood for a bit longer after washing and just let the water run over me before turning it off and stepping out, grabbing a towel and drying myself off, if there was one good thing about being this small, it’s that it was much easier to dry myself with just one towel. After drying I went to grab my clothes and noticed something that caused my blush to come right back…there was a fresh pull up sitting on my clothes, the sodden undies nowhere to be found. 

I froze as I stared at it and didn’t know what to do. After a few seconds of hoping this was all a childish hallucination I slowly leaned down and picked up the crinkly garment, blushing as I sighed and slowly opened it up, stepping in and pulling it up, wincing a bit as I felt the plush interior of it hugging my crotch and bottom, before putting my shirt and shorts back on and going to walk out, probably with a bit more of a gate, though I was hoping it wasn’t too noticeable.

Upon walking out I heard the TV on, the local weather being read off as I smelled something being cooked, it smelled like something with tomatoes. I made my way into the living room, finding Ty on the couch who gave me a small nod as I just looked away before making my way to the kitchen, looking up at Khris who was currently over a steaming pot, stirring. 

“Khris..?” I asked quietly “Yes Stephen?” “Where did those undies go..?” She gave me a small, almost annoyed look “Well, normally when Stevie wears those undies and goes in them, he tells me and we get him in a pull up for the rest of the day. I see that part doesn’t transfer over as much as the emotional outbursts do.” I blushed deep red as I looked at her “I…I didn’t mean to, I was gonna tell you but I didn’t even realize it happened, I think it happened when I fell off the stool…” I looked down, feeling like a child who’d just done something very bad. 

Khris sighed a bit and looked down at me “Stephen, believe it or not, you’re not an adult anymore, and you need to accept we’re your legal guardians now. We know how to care for you, and we aren’t gonna make fun of you for anything you’d do normally, Stevie hasn’t mastered the potty yet and I know for a fact that means you haven’t either. You know that as well as I do, so you should’ve told me or let me check when you noticed it in your room” I just stared at her, she’d known the entire time, maybe it was my face, or my reaction? 

I must’ve given the same tell as Stevie… I just stood there as she went back to stirring “Dinner will be done in about ten minutes, why don’t you go watch TV for a bit while I work on it?” I could tell by her tone she was upset, so I just nodded and shuffled my way out and to the couch as Ty looked at me and gave a small chuckle. Though it wasn’t one of laughing at me, more of understanding “Guessing her angry voice isn’t any different from when you were big huh?” I just shook my head quietly as he gently rubbed my back “Look bud, she’s just worried. I know you didn’t mean to blow up on me or her, but you gotta understand, we just want what’s best for you, and if you need help or for us to do something, you need to tell us” 

I nodded slowly but scooched away from the back rubs, sitting back and watching the news, something about a local school doing a fundraiser for something. Though my thoughts weren’t focused on that, they were focused on my outburst from earlier, how childish it was, how close I was to a tantrum. It was odd, almost like I was slipping back into the Stevie mindset for a second there and for some reason it reminded me of a story I’d read early on into the virus’ outbreak. 

It’d been about someone who, like me, was swapping between his adult and child mindset, though he was worse, swapping almost weekly, though that wasn’t the only odd thing about him. After around 3 months of this he suddenly just…stopped swapping, and seemed to level out. He knew all about his life as a chef and having a fair amount of his adult thoughts, though he seemed to also have more childish impulses and seemed like any other three year old. Unless you talked to him about food, then it was closer to a hyperactive toddler. 

I began to wonder if this was what he went through, if he had started off by just having small tantrums here and there, maybe an outburst, then he just…slid down until he leveled out as a toddler. I probably looked lost in thought before I was pulled back out by Khris calling out “Dinner’s ready boys.” Ty stood up and smiled at me as I slowly got up, pushing my worries to the back of my mind for now as I walked into the kitchen, seeing Khris setting my spot. 

 I knew it was mine because of the booster seat covered in stickers that was sitting in the chair in front of the spot that Khris was setting, I shuffled slowly over and mumbled “Can’t I have a normal seat…?” Khris gave me another disapproving mom look, one I didn’t even need the rest of the answer for as I pulled myself up and sat in my booster, looking at the plate in front of me. Spaghetti with cheesy garlic bread, on a…what I believe to be a Bluey plate. 

I slowly grabbed my fork and started to eat as Khris and Ty sat with their own plates and started to eat. Ty seemingly trying to break the tension with a “So…least tomorrow’s Friday right?” Khris gave him a bit of a look as she sighed “Yeah…speaking of, that means you do have to go to daycare tomorrow, okay Stephen?” I looked and frowned “But…I’m in my big mindset…do I really have to” Khris nodded at that “Yes, you do, especially after that fall tonight, I’m not trusting you to be home alone all day, let alone cook your own food” 

I looked, trying to think of an argument…though she had me dead to rights with that, so I looked for another way “Can…Can I atleast be in a bigger kids room?” Khris shook her head “You’re in the oldest room you can be in at this daycare sweetie, and you know it’s not realistic to swap daycares when we don’t know when you might just swap back to Stevie.” I nodded again and looked down at my spaghetti, slowly eating it as I mumble softly “Sorry…I just…don’t want you guys to think I’m still some…needy kid.” Ty looked at me this time “Bud, we know you’re not, but we also recognize you still have physical limitations, you’re not very big, even for a four year old. The doctor was worried you were younger than we’d thought given we couldn’t get ahold of your family, but everything else developmentally pointed to a four year old. We just need you to trust us and let us help you, even if you’re an ‘adult’.” 

I nodded slowly at that and just slowly ate, trying my best to keep myself clean as the two actual adults at the table moved the conversation into talks of weekend plans. After a bit of chatter about something to do with going to the local mall for some new clothes for me, Khris turned to me, seeming in a better mood as she smiled “Hey…why don’t we watch a movie tonight. We’ll even let ya stay up a bit late, as long as you promise you’ll wake up good for us, you can pick the movie too, okay sweetie?” 

I looked up and perked up a bit hearing I got to pick it, there was so many movies that came out while I was little that I’ve not gotten to see yet. It would be hard to pick just one to watch, but I nodded quickly. “Yeah!” I finished up eating and quickly went to climb out of my chair, rushing to the living room as the other two chuckled at my sudden reversion to a childish excitement over a movie. Though I was already flipping through the movies, coming to the horror section with a smile.

I selected a newer movie, Scream 6, it having come out during my last bout of being little. I’d been told no to watching it on more than one occasion, but now I’d surely have free reign of being able to watch it. Khris and Ty finished up their dinners and Khris walked out, looking at me with a soft smile before looking at the TV and giving a bit of a worried grimace. Looking back at me she asked “You wanna watch that tonight?” I nodded quickly and smiled as she gave a small sigh. 

She wasn’t big on horror movies, but often did it for me, and tonight she knew she’d given me the choice, and there was no way to talk me out of it. She nodded as I heard Ty already getting the popcorn out and putting it in the microwave, I decided to try my luck at something else “Can…I have a pop too? I haven’t had one in a while.” Khris looked at me and looked unsure “Sweetie…your little body can’t handle that much sugar, nor the caffeine…but…I’ll think about giving you some. I don’t need you getting a sugar rush before bed.” 

I smirked, it was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. She stepped back into the kitchen as I got the movie ready. I could feel the excitement welling up in my body, and I even let a small giggle out, but quickly quelled it, knowing it was the childish emotions pushing their way to the surface again. Ty brought out a big bowl of popcorn and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch as Khris brought out drinks, two obviously alcoholic drinks for them, and something in a sippy cup for me. My excitement died down almost immediately upon seeing the childish cup, decorated in Bluey designs, probably came in a set with the plate. 

“Khris…I don’t need a sippy cup, I’m grown right now” She gave me a stern look this time “And I just cleaned the floors yesterday, last thing they need is orange pop staining them” she said as she set the cup in front of me,I couldn’t exactly argue with that, she’d given me the pop I’d wanted, but on her terms so…I guess small victories again? I took the sippy and drank from it, feeling the carbonation sizzling into my mouth and down my throat mixed with the immense sweetness from the pop, something my little body wasn’t used to…but something my little body absolutely loved at the same time, it was like stimulation in a cup.

We started the movie soon after and I watched, entranced as it started with a fake out opening, sipping my pop and eating popcorn by the not so big handful. Khris sat on her phone, not enjoying these movies in the slightest, but Ty seemed just as invested as me, or atleast acting like he was. This continued for roughly an hour, my sippy nearly empty of the sweet soda I’d been given and the popcorn running low already as I began to feel the consequences of my actions. I started feeling that familiar twinge in my bladder, letting me know it was time to go, but being mid movie I didn’t wanna miss anything nor ask for a pause. So I sat and watched, thinking I could easily make it to the end of the movie. 

I started to squirm a bit and that wasn’t lost on my two caretakers as Ty looked over at me “Everything okay? Got ants in your pants?” I glanced back “I’m fine, just, nervous…yeah” I tried to calm my wiggles down though only a few more minutes had passed and that twinge had turned into an urge, causing me to cross my legs as Khris looked at me and in a very mom tone asked “Stephen…do you need to go potty?” I gave her a side eye as she looked at me and just muttered a soft “...No” She sighed a bit as she went to reach for the remote to pause it, just as a small jumpscare popped onto the screen. One of the first in the movie, causing her to let a yelp out and me to jump…though that momentary lapse in control led me to feeling the warmth spreading slowly across the front of my pull up, and my two carers hearing the unmistakable hiss of an accident in progress. I tensed as I realized fully what I was doing, the movie paused as Ty looked at me and let out a soft “Oh buddy…” I whimpered a bit, as Khris quickly got up “Stephen…why didn’t you say anything? We can pause the movie ya know.” I looked down as the hissing stopped and just sat in disbelief at what I’d just done, feeling the warmth sit around my waist “I..I thought I could hold it” 

Khris looked at me “And as I told you earlier, Stevie isn’t fully potty trained, and neither are you, it seems you even less so at this point because at least Stevie tells me when he needs to go.” I winced at the words being flung at me, looking down still as Khris in one swift motion scooped me up and carried me to my room, Ty looking embarrassed for me as I was carried by. I didn’t even fight it at this point, as I was in too much shock to know what to even say or do as Khris set me down and pulled my shorts down, before tearing the sides of my pull up and letting it fall to the floor. 

Grabbing a wipe and warming it with her hands as she looked at me “Stephen, I know you want to be a big boy, but you’re not, you’re four, and right now, you’re even acting like a four year old. You should’ve said something, we’re not gonna get mad or tease you for it, you’re still learning.” She started to clean me as my lip trembled a bit and all I could manage was a shaky “Sorry…” as I tried to fight back the tears welling up inside me. 

The shame of having an accident mixed with my childish emotions and the urge to prove I’m big was all getting to be too much and threatened to spill over, especially with Khris being so upset as she finished cleaning me. She grabbed a fresh pull up and held it open for me as I shakily stepped in, still barely holding it together as I let soft whimpers out. Khris looked up at me and gently pulled me into a hug “Sweetie…I’m not mad…I just wish you’d understand. You’re not that big Stephen the race car driver anymore, you’re Stephen the four year old, you’re learning still and just getting your fresh restart into the world, and you’re not nearly at the level you were.'' 

I looked at her as I felt the tears start to flow and I started to sniffle out “B…But I’ve…I’ve gotta be big, I’ve gotta show everyone I’m old enough s..still I…” I sniffled more as Khris just rubbed my back “Shhh…sweetie, being big isn’t doing everything alone…being big is knowing when you need to ask for help…and knowing when to let yourself take that help, like right now. I don’t see a big boy who can do everything like superman, I see my little boy, who’s had a rough night of trying to be a big boy and needs his mommy for a hug and a kiss” 

I listened to her as my tears grew to be too much as I let out a soft whimper before the water works truly started, starting to openly cry into her shoulder as I felt the tears rush down my cheeks. The loud cries barely muffled by Khris’ body as I heard something, probably Ty in the hall and felt Khris shake her head before I felt myself being lifted again. Letting my emotions flow as I was carried back to the living room, Khris sitting on the couch with me held in her lap, I didn’t care I was in just my pull up and shirt right now. I didn’t care how childish I looked crying into Khris, my emotions and body knew I needed to let this out, and at this point there was no stopping it as I just cried into her.

I don’t know how long it went on, but soon I felt myself calming down, whether it be due to the back rubs, the rocking or my tears finally running out, I wasn’t sure. I felt myself slowly coming back into focus, softly hiccuping and breathing as my powerful emotions subsided in favor of a post cry tiredness. Khris looked down at me in her lap and just gently kissed the top of my head and helped me calm down before softly asking “Do you want to finish your movie?” 

I nodded slowly as I laid on her and she smiled “Okay…we’ll finish it, if you need to potty, you let me know okay? And after it’s bed time.” I just nodded again as Ty started the movie back up, sitting close but not too much so as the movie continued, going on for roughly another hour or so, filled with a few scares and an end scene that filled me with nostalgia for the original movies. I remembered my first time watching the first movie with my brother after he snuck it in the house. How I was hooked from there, through the ‘bad’ and ‘good’ movies, and how for two halloweens I went as a ghostface because I was just that obsessed. I smiled a bit as it slowly came to an end, knowing I’d get a second chance with those memories.

 Though as it ended and the credits rolled, I could feel the tiredness taking over as I rubbed my eyes, it’d been a long day for sure, and the sudden crying hadn’t helped my case of needing to stay up. This didn’t slip past Khris either as I heard her lean whisper to Ty “I’m gonna put him to bed, you pick something” before she slowly lifted me up and carried me to my room once again. This time carrying me to my bed and laying me slowly down, smiling softly. “Alright, it’s time for you to get your rest, you’re already up well past your bedtime, and I’m hoping I don’t regret it tomorrow morning.” 

I just tiredly nodded as she gently tucked me in, smiling as she sat on the edge of my bed, gently combing through my hair with her fingers. “Thank you for being such a big boy tonight and letting that cry out, some ‘big boys’ still don’t know how to do that, like the big lunk on the couch out there.” I let a soft giggle out at that as she leaned down and kissed my forehead “Sleep well Stephen…I’ll wake you up in the morning, if you need anything, you know where our room is.” 

She slowly stood, smiling still as she turned on what looked to be a nightlight, projecting a starry sky onto my ceiling and playing soft, almost twinkling music, next to it she turned on what looked to be a baby monitor before flicking the lights off. “Sweet dreams” She said as she stepped out into the hall, shutting my door and leaving me with only the soft music and the stars gently spinning above my head. I didn’t get to watch them long though, as I felt my eyes start to flutter not even a minute after, the tiredness from the emotional night and the fact my body was used to a certain bedtime made it hard to keep myself awake. I felt myself slowly drifting off as I watched the big dipper silently glide over me, barely letting out a yawn as I felt the inky blackness of sleep take hold.

[the-phantom-peach]

So I saw Sonic Movie 3

[wowlookwhosspirallingagain]

growing up is terrifying i wasn’t supposed to make it this far and now my future depends on me and i have to make wise choices and decisions and i’m just sitting here like a clueless little kid

[awesomelittleprincessjess]

The Classroom Transformation

James, a dedicated and somewhat beleaguered English teacher, paced at the front of his classroom. His students sat in rows, their faces a mix of boredom and mild interest. Among them was Emily, a 14-year-old student who often seemed aloof and uninterested in the lessons. Little did James know, Emily was not who she appeared to be.

"Emily," James called out, pointing to a passage in the book they were reading. "Can you answer the question about the protagonist's motivation in this chapter?"

Emily glanced up, her expression one of disdain. "I don't want to answer."

James sighed, determined to engage her. "Come on, Emily. Participation is part of your grade. Everyone has to contribute."

Emily's eyes darkened slightly. "I'm above all this nonsense," she said coldly.

James chuckled, mistaking her words for typical teenage rebellion. "You know, I was a student once too. I understand how it feels."

"No, you don't," Emily replied, her voice laced with an eerie certainty. She raised her hand and whispered something under her breath.

In an instant, the classroom spun around James. He felt a strange tingling sensation coursing through his body. Before he could react, he found himself shrinking, his clothes morphing. His trousers fused into a skirt, his shirt tightened into a blouse, and his shoes became dainty flats. His briefcase transformed into a pink, glittery school bag. He looked down in horror to see a pair of slim, delicate hands where his own had been.

He rushed to the window, catching his reflection in the glass. A 14-year-old girl with long, chestnut hair stared back at him, wide-eyed and terrified. He was now wearing the same school uniform as his students.

The classroom murmured, but no one seemed particularly surprised. Emily, now standing at the teacher's desk, smiled wickedly. "Jessica, can you answer the question about the protagonist's motivation?" she asked.

James—now Jessica—stammered, "I... I don't know."

Emily's grin widened. "Is it too hard for you, Jessica? Maybe you're not ready for this class."

Jessica felt a surge of panic. She was an experienced teacher, not a student, but her mind felt clouded and confused. She couldn't remember the answer.

"Perhaps we should try something more appropriate for your level," Emily suggested.

With another wave of her hand, Emily's spell struck again. Jessica shrank further, her clothes morphing once more. Her skirt became a pinafore, her blouse turned into a simple, childish shirt, and her bag became a small, cartoon-themed backpack. She now stood barely three feet tall, her surroundings towering over her.

Emily took Jessica by the hand, her grip firm and unyielding. "Come along, little one. Let's find your proper class."

Jessica tried to protest, but her voice came out as a high-pitched squeak. Emily led her down the hallway, past uninterested students and staff, until they reached the classroom for the youngest children.

Opening the door, Emily addressed the teacher inside. "This little girl was lost. She should be in your class."

The teacher, a kind-looking woman, smiled warmly. "Welcome, dear. You can sit right here."

Jessica, her mind spinning, took the seat offered to her. The desk was too big, and her feet dangled above the floor. She looked around at the other seven-year-olds, their innocent faces reflecting nothing of the turmoil inside her.

Emily leaned down, whispering in Jessica's ear. "Enjoy your new life," she said softly, before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

Jessica sat there, trapped in a child's body and a child's life, her mind a whirlwind of fear and confusion. The bell rang, and the teacher began the lesson, oblivious to the nightmare that had befallen the new girl in her class.

[jtwritesstuff]

The Party of a Lifetime

Just a forward, this is the October short story that was voted on by the people in my patreon! If you would like to be able to vote in the next one or possibly even get a 3K or 6K a month comm slot of your own, check out my patreon here! https://www.patreon.com/JTwritesstuff ____________________________________________________________ Gabe sighed as he pulled up to the party he was last minute invited to, it was some halloween party being put on by his best friend and he couldn’t really say no to them. He slowly climbed out, in a Friday the 13th graphic tee and had a set of Chucky sleep pants on, otherwise he looked mostly normal, hair pulled into a bun, clean shaved, his skate shoes on his feet. He figured if anyone asked he could say he was going as someone going to a horror movie or something, he wasn’t huge on the whole dressing up thing, just seemed so…childish.

He knocked on the front door, hearing what sounded like monster mash inside already he let out a sigh, knowing tonight was gonna be a long night. Liam, his best friend, opened the door and smiled a bit “Well hey hey there! Glad ya made it!” Liam was dressed up in a pretty simple Tigger onesie, meaning his girlfriend was probably in something similar. “Yeah, I was able to get off work.” Gabe smiled a bit, trying to hide the fact he wanted to get going as soon as possible.

“Well come on in, party is just starting, we're just about to get the drinks and food out” Liam said, motioning Gabe in who shuffled in with a bit of a sigh. Liam patted his back a bit “Look, I know it’s not totally your thing but…I think tonight might change your mind on halloween.” Gabe gave Liam a look, he wasn’t one for holidays in general, so he highly doubted one night would make him suddenly look forward to the next halloween.

He walked in, seeing the house wasn’t full of people, but it was more than he thought, and sure enough, all of them were dressed up in costumes of all sorts, from anime to sexy maid, everything was here. He sighed a bit as Liam patted his back “Alright, you go mingle, I gotta get the drinks ready” and before Gabe could say another word Liam wandered off to where Gabe knew the kitchen was.

Gabe started to walk around the party, mostly avoiding others as he tried to find anyone he might know, only seeing a few acquaintances, otherwise most of these people look like they’re probably from Liam’s job. Gabe sat on the couch and sighed, praying he could slip out sooner rather than later because at this rate, the party seemed like it was gonna be him following Liam around like a lost puppy.

Meanwhile, Liam was putting the final touches on the food, taking a small vial he’d slipped from work to here, it was a chemical they were testing that had rejuvenating properties. Liam had been telling them they needed to see how groups reacted to it, but they’d been too worried, so he figured he’d take matters into his own hands. He smiled at his girlfriend, Miranda who just sighed.

“Do you really know if it’s safe Liam?” She asked a bit nervously as he gave her a bit of a look. “Yes, it’s very safe, it only lasts twelve hours at most, so…everyone here will be back to normal before work tomorrow, it’s why I wanted the party early.” She just sighed again, “And…what if someone goes too far?” Liam looked at her seriously now. “In all testing, animal and human, no one has gone below the age of two, so…it would be very odd and new, but nothing I’m not ready for.”

She gave him a look now, raising her eyebrow as he held up a spray bottle with what looked to be a swirling silver liquid. “One spray in each nostril and it will nullify the agent instantly, they will be completely safe, I promise.” She nodded a bit and looked at the punch “Well…we better get the food out then, huh?” He just smiled at her and nodded, picking the punch bowl up carefully and carrying it out the door.

Upon entering the living room Liam looked around for Gabe as he slowly made his way over to the table he’d set up for the party. Setting down the punch, Liam turned around to see Gabe on the couch right in front of him. “Oh Gabe! There you are, I just got the punch out if you wanna try some” he says practically beaming. Gabe looked up from his phone, his one source of proper entertainment at this party “Nah I’m good.” Gabe’s cold response caused Liam to almost pout. “Come on Gabe, I invite you over and the least you could do is drink the punch I made.” Gabe sighed as he saw several party guests had already made it over to the punch bowl and started filling their plastic red cups with the spiked concoction. “Eh, I’ll wait for the crowd to die down a bit.” Gabe sighed as he went back to scrolling through his Twitter feed. “Alright, just make sure to get it while it’s hot…” Liam responded sounding a little defeated. Gabe gave Liam a bit of a look for a second, “The punch is… hot?” he says bewildered. Liam stares back and mutters “No… it’s just like… you know…fresh…” before walking away to prepare to observe the effects the serum will have on his guests.

Liam wandered around the room as he observed who has punch and who hasn’t, taking mental note of who needs to still drink. After casually informing some folks that the punch is ready Liam slinks over to the front door and locks it. “Can’t have any little tykes sneaking out” he mutters to himself, making the note to make sure to lock the back door as well soon.

“What’dja say Liam?” Someone said from behind him. Liam whipped around, making it very obvious he’s doing something suspicious. Before him is a girl dressed up in full Power cosplay giving him a weird look. “Oh! Sophie, glad you could make it. You uh… enjoying the party?” Liam practically blubbers leading Sophie to only narrow her eyes further. “You okay man? You’re acting…weird.” she asked before taking a sip from her solo cup. Liam, taking note of the punch now in Sophie’s body, let his body relax a bit and gave a small smile. “Yeah Soph, everything’s good. Just keeping an eye on things is all.”

“Well alright, by the way what’s in this punch? Tastes hella good” Sophie asked, seemingly dropping the topic all together. Liam smiled “Sorry, family recipe. If I told you I’d have to kill you”. There’s a brief pause as Sophie and Liam both just burst out laughing. Liam chuckled a bit more before smiling “But seriously, nothing major in it, just a bit more sugar than normal, and I added some citrus fruit juices in.” Sophie nodded a bit “Well now I know because this is something I gotta make myself.” 

Sophie started to walk off to the rest of the party as Liam sighed, taking note of everyone again, noticing most everyone except Gabe and two others have had at least a cup of the punch. He smiled as he made his way across the room to lock the other door, passing Gabe. Gabe glanced up just in time to see Liam looking at him and with a sigh he slowly stood up, muttering “I guess I should at least drink some, make him happy.”

Gabe walked over, grabbing a cup and looking into the red orange liquid, frowning as he swore he could see what looked like sparkles in it, but shrugged, it was probably something to make it a witches brew or something. He took a scoop and dumped it into his cup, swirling it a bit before taking a sip. His eyes almost physically widened, it tasted…amazing, it tasted like orange..and lemon and…something else, something from his childhood he couldn’t quite place. 

He took another sip and glanced around, seeing everyone else drinking as well, smiling a bit as he sighed, guess at least the punch was good too, and no one was really bugging him right now, so that was even better. He started to just wander around the house, looking at others as he saw Liam chatting with a few people, what Gabe didn’t notice was the person he had just walked past, dealing with the fact her sexy maid outfit was getting a little too loose, leading to her having to adjust it for the second time already.

Liam smiled, chatting with a few other people from the lab, though he wasn’t smiling about the conversation, it was just another boring slop of something to do with work. No he was smiling because as he talked, he saw around the room as people started to slowly shrink, their clothes getting just that little more baggy. He smiled because he knew it was working and he could get so much good data from it, this could change the world.

Gabe sat back down on the couch, sipping his punch and scrolling as he noticed his phone seemed…a bit bigger? He frowned a bit as he looked it over, it was his phone so…why did it feel so off? Liam must’ve made the punch alcoholic, Gabe groaned as he thought he realized the truth, thinking he’d be tipsy all night. He went to go back to scrolling as he heard some people gasping and looked up, his eyes widening.

The sexy maid from earlier was standing near the bathroom, but she’d frozen as her skirt and panties had fallen down, along with her top straps looking barely on her shoulders. The woman, now a teen at best, looked completely confused and scared as she continued to get smaller, and it was only now that the other guests began to realize fully what was happening to their shrinking forms.

Gabe looked down, seeing his own pants looking baggy as his eyes widened more “Wh…what the hell?!” he said, going to stand as his pants started to drop. He quickly grabbed them, yanking them back up around his rapidly shrinking frame as he saw the only person not shrinking, Liam, standing with a grin.

Gabe frowned even more now as he stormed over to Liam “LIAM!” The other man just looked over with a smile “Yeeeess?” Gabe growled a bit now at his tone, it was like when he pulled pranks, but this was no joke. “What are you doing to us!?” Liam sighed a bit “It’s nothing serious Gabe, just a little test, you all will be better by morning!” Gabe could feel his eye twitching as he just stared at Liam.

Gabe looked around 17 now, having been one of the last to drink the punch while some of the earlier drinkers were starting to look around 13 or younger, and Liam noted that their emotional and mental states were also starting to reflect their new ages. Gabe just continued to glare “You can’t just…experiment on us! What the hell are you even doing?!” Liam gave Gabe a bit of a look “It’s just to see how different people react to an age reversal serum, nothing major, like I said, you all will be better by morning, just…enjoy the night.

Gabe felt the blood rushing to his ears as he felt his anger burning red hot, he felt like he might punch Liam right here and now. What he didn’t realize was that as his heart rate rose due to the anger, the serum worked its way through his body faster, and he was slipping faster, down quickly to 15 or so as Liam looked around. Liam could only feel pure joy, as he watched his guests now turned kids shrinking more and more, some of them starting to panic like the little nurse now looking barely 10. He also noted that as she shrunk, her modesty seemed to slip as well, just in time for his girlfriend to bring out the pull ups and diapers, along with much kiddier costumes he’d bought for the night.

She gave Liam a bit of a look “So…what exactly are we going to do with a bunch of kids and toddlers?” Liam smiled a bit “That’s why I set the basement up! Movie to start and then we get some games and whatnot set up! I wanna test em, see if they retain their adult intellect even as kids.” She nodded a bit as she watched the room of quickly more and more nude kids as she started to get underwear and pull ups pulled out “Don’t need people thinking this is…weirder than it already is…”

Liam looked back at Gabe who just glared at him and sighed “Buddy, I’m giving you a break for the night…take it.” Gabe stomped, looking around 11 “Oh yeah! Cause being some dumb toddler is soooooo fun! Thanks LIAM!” Liam sighed as he saw Sophie stumbling towards them, she must’ve had a lot more punch as she was only around six right now, her Power cosplay hanging loosely around her frame as she giggled “Is all so…big!” she said as she looked around in amazement. 

Liam smiled a bit as he kneeled down “Sophie, come here” She looked over, shuffling over as she looked almost dazed. “How old are you honey?” Sophie seemed to think a bit “Um…” She looked down at herself before shrugging “I…dunno…” Liam nodded a bit, noting that her regression seemed to be slowing. He felt Gabe standing over him and looked back as the boy, roughly 10 now, was still looking annoyed, but not nearly as mad.

“We cooled down now?” Liam asked with a smile as Gabe glared “No! I just…dunno why I was so mad…but I’m mad!” He said, as if trying to convince himself of the fact more than anything. Liam nodded a bit as he looked at Gabe now “How old are you now Gabe?” Gabe glared “I…I’m…nine..? I…think…” He said, trailing off a bit as Gabe nodded, similar to their in lab testing, until the subject was fully regressed, they struggled to remember their age.

Liam stood, seeing the formerly adults around him now mostly kids were starting to settle into their new ages for the night. Smiling a bit, he started to help Miranda get them dressed in appropriate underwear and costumes, taking note of each age as the kids came up before sending them down to the basement where he had a cartoon playing currently. Sophie bottomed out at around three and was cute as a button for it, getting dressed in a pull up and a princess costume. Most of the newly regressed kids seemed to stop between 3 and 5 but some hung out on the high end, and others like Gabe, seemed to slip just that bit lower.

Gabe felt himself slipping lower and lower, his mind getting fuzzier, more childish as he seemed to feel his adult stuff just slip away, like why he was even mad seemed to be like a dream. Soon he stood there in just his oversized shirt, looking barely a day over two as he looked up at Liam, helping the big kids into their costumes. He wanted a costume…he pouted a bit and simply said “Wan’ it!”

Liam looked back, smiling a softly at the tiny tot pouting “What do you want?” Gabe looked up, his previously dark brown hair now a shaggy almost dark blonde as he pouted “Wan da cosdume!” He said, stomping again as Liam chuckled, taking two of the few costumes he had for a toddler Gabe’s new size “And which one do you want sweetie, do you want the doggie or the pumpkin?” Gabe seemed to ponder this, starting to suck on his pointer finger as he looked between the costumes before pointing at the dog costume.

Liam nodded, gently taking the oversized shirt off of Gabe and going to lay him gently down as Miranda handed him a diaper and powder. Gabe just watched quietly, not even arguing as in his newly regressed brain, this was normal and natural. The diaper was slid under Gabe’s bottom, then powder applied liberally before the quick tape up and a smile from Liam as he pulled his friend to his feet.

“Alright buddy, costume time!” He said, as he pulled the costume out, seeing it was from some preschool show called Paw Patrol. He gently helped dress Gabe in it, helping the tyke into the onesie part of it before zipping it up in the back and smiling as he put the little fire hat on the boy, the dalmatian ears flopping from the sides of it pulling it all together.

“Well aren’t you just the cutest little fire dog around!” Miranda smiled down at Gabe as Gabe nodded quickly, making little toddlerish barks as he giggled “I da best doggie!” Liam gently patted his friend’s back “You sure are lil man, why don’t you go down with the others and watch the show while we get the party all ready?” Gabe seemed to think on this, seeing Liam had a few cameras up on his phone to watch the other kids. Gabe shook his head and sat down as Liam raised an eyebrow.

“And why not lil man?” Liam asked, eyebrow still raised as Gabe pouted a bit “Wan hewp!” Liam smiled a bit now “Oh? You wanna help us set up for the party?” Gabe nodded, his mind already made up as Liam chuckled “Alright then, well…why don’t you help Miranda with the candy bags?” Gabe perked up at this as Miranda nodded, smiling as she kneeled down and picked up the tot “Sounds like a plan to me, I could use help putting the candy in the bags.” Liam nodded and smiled as she headed to the kitchen with Gabe.

Liam began setting up simple things, easy games for the kids to play, a little area for dancing, and so on. He was keeping a close eye on the kids through the cameras as they seemed enamored with the show he’d put on downstairs, something about some blue dogs, it’s pretty popular from what he could tell online. As he did Miranda had Gabe sitting on the counter and she opened up the bags decorated with little ghosts, bats and pumpkins and let Gabe put in a few handfuls of candy from the bowls.

Soon enough the new and improved, more kid friendly party was set up, Liam smiling as he made sure all the cameras were still rolling upstairs as well, this would be perfect to show the board. He walked downstairs, seeing the gaggle of children all in costume and entranced with the TV “Alright kiddos! I have the party all ready upstairs and candy is waiting as well!” A fair few kids hopped up almost immediately and ran upstairs, trying to get the candy first to which Liam just chuckled as he saw one of them was from HR, normally a stuck up guy, now dressed in a spiderman costume and as wild as any other five year old.

He walked upstairs, seeing about half the kids were still much too interested in the TV or for a few, sleeping. He figured they’d come up soon or he’d just have to keep an eye on them down there for the time being through the cameras. He smiled as he helped kids with the different games he had set up, all simple like pin the leg on the skeleton or twister, but more than enough for some of these rowdy, barely school aged kids.

Gabe helped hand out the candy bags while Liam was teaching kids about twister, making sure to take one bag at a time and bring it to a kid he hadn’t given one to yet. He walked up to Sophie, holding the bag out who immediately took it and smiled at him “Fank yoo!” she practically yelled as Gabe smiled “Yoo wewcome!” She leaned in, pecking a kiss on his cheek before digging into the candy, causing Gabe to look confused down at her “Why yoo kissin..?”

Sophie pulled out a small twix and shrugged “Mama says kissin’ means ya wuv someone, an yoos gave me candy…so I wuv ya wight now.” She said matter of factly as Gabe just looked lost in conversation, just simply responding with “Oh…” He rubbed his cheek a bit as he saw Liam watching them, smiling a bit as he saw how little they were aware of social norms, definitely something he’d need to note down to show as a possible rehabilitation positive.

Liam started to walk about again after teaching a few kids the ways of twister, likely again, and started looking for one person in particular, someone he was dying to see much younger, and hopefully less of a dick. He wandered only for a bit before he spotted the little tyke, only about three and dressed up in a simple cowboy outfit, he recognized the raven hair anywhere, it was his manager and head of the lab, Alan. 

Liam gave a bit of a smirk as he saw the boy getting spun around before stumbling dizzily towards the skeleton, pinning the leg way far off but getting claps from everyone around him, looking overjoyed at the fact. Liam sauntered over, smirking down at Alan who excitedly looked up “I dided it!” Liam chuckled a bit “You sure did lil guy! Man, what a big boy you must be for being able to do that!” Alan just giggled more at that and nodded quickly “I twee!” Liam just chuckled at the literal take the tot had on being big “Wow, that is pretty big!”

Alan just nodded and smiled proudly as he looked around for the next thing to do before Liam kneeled down and smiled softly “Hey Alan, I have a question.” Alan looked back and nodded a bit “Otay, buh I wanna go do da dots!” he responded as if it was just so urgent it had to be done right now. Liam nodded in understanding “I getcha lil dude, I just wanted to know…how much do you remember? Like…from being big”

This seemed to make Alan stop for a second, seemingly thinking before looking back “I…member bein big…an workin an stuff, buh I dunno how ta do dat work no more…jus…like it’s all locked up.” He nodded a bit as if that’s as good as he would get in explaining it. Liam nodded back, fully understanding, he’d written the thesis on the phenomena afterall “I getcha…so still think this shouldn’t be mass tested?” He gave a bit of a smirk as Alan looked back and gave a childish grin “Everyone should get ta do this! Is so fun!” 

Liam chuckled a bit at his response “So…when I ask on monday about more testing…?” Alan just nodded quickly “We doin it! I wanna do it!” He said, hopping up and down before looking back to twister, quickly losing interest in the conversation and running off to the game. Liam just smirked, making sure the camera caught all of it, knowing he could at least use it for leverage on monday. 

He watched as the kids played, moving swiftly between the main floor and the basement for a while, checking in on kids as he went and taking similar notes as to Alan. Eventually smiling as he sees Gabe and a few other of the littler ones playing with what looked to be some halloween wooden blocks as Miranda sat nearby. She was mediating the play seemingly and looked up as Liam walked over.

“Everything going well here?” Liam asked and smiled at the roughly 4 kids that went younger than expected, still within the margin of error he noted to himself. Miranda nodded softly and smiled at the little ones “Perfectly fine, they’re starting to wind down a bit from what I can tell.” Liam nodded “Well, we’re coming up on six, so I’m sure the little ones are gonna be crashing soon, and we just gotta work on getting the older ones down so their bodies can get themselves bigger again.”

Miranda nodded a bit “Let them wear themselves out, otherwise it’ll be fight after fight.” Liam looked over as he noticed Gabe was now at his leg, looking up and holding a block out to him. Liam slowly kneeled down and smiled at the tot, taking the block “Why thank you Gabe, I see someone’s playing and having lots of fun, isn’t he?” Gabe just nodded and smiled as Liam gently ruffled his hair “Told ya this party would change your mind.”

Gabe just giggled at the hair tussling before rubbing his eyes “Da pawty is…fun.” Liam nodded again and smiled “It is! Especially for little ones like you, I’m sure there’s just so much new stuff, isn’t there?” Gabe just nodded softly and mumbled “Mah head gotted…awl…empty an..fuzzeh” Liam just smiled “Yep…that’s what happens when you finally let it all go and just have fun.” Gabe smiled this time and nodded “Wike fun!”

Liam just nodded at the boy and stood, handing the block back and smiling as he saw his now tiny best friend building with the blocks, yawning softly as he did so. Liam made his way down to the basement, smiling as he dimmed the lights and noted that some kids were already asleep, likely the ones that barely sleep as adults. Liam began to lay out more beanbags and some cots, smiling softly as the room started to look like one big sleep over.

As he did this more kids started to make their way down, whether it be due to coming down from a sugar high or it be their little bodies just giving in as the clock slowly ticked closer to seven around 80% of the kids were downstairs. Liam had Halloween town on and watched as kids took cots, many of the couples sharing cots or beanbags as they began to watch the movie.

Miranda soon came down, carrying a few of the very little ones, Gabe being the only one that was just following behind, yawning softly every few seconds as he tried to fight off sleep, leading to Liam gently scooping him up. “You sleepy lil guy?” Liam asked the obviously exhausted tot as Gabe shook his head “Nuh…nah sweepy…” Liam nodded a bit “You wanna party more, dontcha?” Gabe just nodded a bit as he yawned again and Liam gently rocked him, walking over to a bean bag

“Well..how about this, we take a teeny nap and then we can party more later, sound good?” Liam asked as Gabe gave him an unsure look “Buh…noh pawty watew…” Liam had to chuckle a bit at the lisp “I’ll make sure I wake you up before the party ends, okay?” Gabe seemed to think about it as he was laid on the bean bag and Liam started to gently rub Gabe’s chest in small circles, much like Liam’s mother used to do. 

Gabe laid there, trying to keep awake as the rubbing mixed with his much smaller body was making it harder and harder to stay awake, yawning softly he looked up at Liam and blinked. Liam just smiled down at the boy “Just a quick sleep lil one, then you’ll be right as rain, promise.” Gabe tried to respond, but barely slurred words out as he felt his eyelids slamming shut and felt almost as if he was falling for a split second before the inky blackness of sleep took him.

Gabe’s dreams were odd to say the least, dreams starting out with him as a tot, before he slowly but surely worked his way back up, growing up at a fast rate. He went through grades in an hour and college in what felt like minutes. He felt all the knowledge that had been locked away pouring back into his skull like a torrent of water. Then as he was catching up to last night, he felt this odd sense hitting him, this sense of deja vu, as he dreamed about pulling up to Liam’s house in a car..dressed in his chucky sleep pants and friday the 13th graphic tee, dreading halloween, and all at once his mind was confused by the mix of memories and that spike of anxiety led to him jolting awake with a gasp.

He looked around him, breathing quickly as he saw he was in Liam’s basement, it was mostly empty minus one or two others still sleeping and he quickly reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone and seeing it was roughly 8 AM. His breathing slowed, last night an odd blur as if he’d dreamt it all, and the last solid memory he had was of him drinking the punch he swore Liam spiked with alcohol. He turned has he heard the sound of the stairs creaking and blinked as he saw Liam, coffee in hand, smiling down at him.

“Some party eh?” Liam asked, raising his coffee cup a bit and taking a sip as Gabe slowly stood, his legs feeling like jelly “Y…Yeah, What uh…happened?” Liam seemed to think for a second before nodding “Well…you all had a lot of fun and I decided you wouldn’t be able to get home on your own, so I let you all stay here.” Gabe blinked, thinking back on the night, trying to think of what he did, but all that came to mind was candy and games and…stacking blocks? 

He shook his head a bit as Liam just gave a knowing smirk. “I…I think I should probably get going, feel like I’ve already overstayed my welcome….” Gabe mumbled as Liam chuckled “Please, this isn’t the first time you’ve slept in my basement.” Gabe chuckled at that as he slowly made his way up the stairs and to the front door, looking around as the now pretty much cleaned up party.

He slowly began to open the door when something caught his eye, just under the couch he noticed it. It was a block…just like the one he swore he played with last night. Liam followed his gaze and just gave a smile as he patted Gabe’s back “Well…it was great having you over, see you for thanksgiving maybe?” Gabe looked back at his friend, seeing his smile and realizing something all at once, before slowly nodding “Y…Yeah, actually that sounds like a…good time.” 

Liam smiled at that, sipping his coffee “Glad to hear it, drive safe” He said, ushering his friend out into the brisk morning air. Gabe slowly walked out as the door shut behind him and shuffled to his car, climbing in as he noticed a bag of candy sitting in his passenger seat, getting a sense of deja vu again upon seeing the bag. He gave a bit of a smile and sighed, starting his car…maybe he’d have to take Liam up on more parties…maybe.

[agere-guide]

How to regress (AGERE)?

🧸 1. Create a Safe Space

Find a private, quiet, and comfortable place.

Use soft lighting, cozy blankets, and items that feel safe.

If you have a caregiver (CG), let them know you're regressing. (If possible! some littles may be nonverbal <3)

🎨 2. Gather Comfort Items (Optional but Helpful)

Stuffies/plushies

Blankets or pacifiers

Sippy cups or bottles

Snacks (like applesauce, juice boxes, goldfish crackers)

Toys, coloring books, or sensory items

🎧 3. Choose Comforting Activities

Watch cartoons or kids’ movies

Color or play with toys

Listen to lullabies or soft music

Nap or cuddle with a stuffed animal

Use kids' apps or games

Talk in a childlike voice if it helps

🫧 4. Let Go of Adult Worries

Try to mentally "put away" responsibilities

Use affirmations like: "I am safe." "I don’t have to worry right now." "It’s okay to be small."

🛑 5. Set Limits

Set a timer if you have things to do later

Avoid regressing in unsafe or inappropriate environments

Practice self-care after regressing — drink water, reflect gently, and ease back into your usual mindset

Optional: Journaling or Memory Triggers

Some find it helpful to keep a regression journal or make a playlist of comforting songs, shows, or smells that help trigger the regressed mindset.

⚠️ Important Notes

Please keep an eye on yourself; keep safe when regressing.

Remind yourself: “It’s okay to need comfort.” There’s no shame in wanting to feel little or cared for.

You don’t have to “act like a child” — regression is about your internal experience, not outward behavior.

Everyone's regression looks different; there is no wrong or right way to regress.

[little-saw]

tips to caring for littles who suffer from:

emotional dysregulation, hyper empathy,

and harsh moodswings !!

• develop grounding techniques to bring your little back to earth when they spiral. (breathing exercises, hand squeezing, observation games, etc.)

• remind them that what they're feeling is only big right now, and will pass.

• offer reassurance and spend time with them. Do not get angry if your little is easily upset or agitated.

• if the source of the moodswing or dysregulation is removable, try to get your little or the cause away from the other.

• find distractions to help your baby cope. (tv, games, toys, coloring, etc.)

• offer to talk with them about their big feelings and / or listen.

• if they're comfortable with it, take over bigger tasks and set down rules to prevent harm. (Ex: earlier bedtimes, no exceptions.)

• show love towards your little, and communicate your feelings aswell.

• encourage your little to be open about their moodswings the moment they have them. Preventing further damage or fear for both parties.

• if your little is experiencing hyper empathy towards another party, assure them they're a good person for feeling on the other's behalf, but remind them that they're their own person.

• if your little is neglecting themselves for others, step in and stop them from doing so if safe.

As someone who experiences big emotions very quickly, and has symptoms of hyper empathy as well as bpd. I have a hard time distinguishing my emotions, I hope this post helps others like me ^^ feel free to add your own tips on!