After the tour, Katie asked if I wanted to play with
her for a bit. I'm guessing that regression machine
also reactivated a part of my brain that makes me
enjoy things I used to when I really was a toddler,
because I couldn't help but say yes.
We then found a ball and decided to roll it back and
forth to each other. As we sat down, I suddenly found
myself trying to resist showing my reacting to the carpet
tickling my now smooth and softened baby bottom.
But Katie already noticed and reassured me, "It's okay.
The carpet usually tickles my tushy, too. I'm sure you'll
get used to it."
"Thanks." I said. After that, I both literally and figuratively
got the ball rolling by asking Katie "So, what's it like being
a baby again?"
After Katie caught the ball, she said "To be honest, it felt kind
of weird at first, I mean I do kind of miss having some parts of
my teenage body, if you know what I mean." I tried not to perv
out upon hearing that statement as Katie rolled the ball back
to me.
"Do the caretakers here zap you back to normal when it's time
to go?" I asked as I caught the ball again.
"Well, yeah, they usually do that if you wanted to, but there are
some of us here that actually want to stay like this." Katie answered.
After I rolled the ball back to Katie, I then asked "Does that mean you
don't want to go back, either?"
Upon catching the ball again, Katie replied, "At first I wanted to, but
after a while, it just got harder and harder to find a good reason.
I was actually starting to that being this age again is not all bad.
I mean, like I said, I do miss certain parts of my teenage body, but
at least I no longer have to worry about pimples or my monthly
visits from Aunt Flo."
"Yeah, I see what you mean." I said as Katie rolled the ball back
to me again. Then, upon another perfect catch on my part, I asked
"Well, how do your parents feel about this?"
As I started to roll the ball back to Katie, she answered, "Honestly,
I think they actually hoped I wanted to stay a baby, because a few
day after I started coming here, they started to turn my room into
a nursery."
"Really?" I asked as Katie caught the ball again.
"Uh-huh." Katie answered, then as she rolled it back to me, she
said, "They put in a crib and everything. I mean, baby toys, baby clothes,
you name it."
As I caught the ball again I then asked, "Do they make you wear
stuff you don't want to wear?"
"Well, sometimes," Katie replied as I rolled the ball to her again,
"but not all the time. Usually, they make me wear a dress or
something when there's company over, but most of the time,
they don't mind letting me wear only a diaper or just nothing
at all."
Upon hearing that, I exclaimed, "Wait, you wear diapers?"
"Uh-huh." Katie said as she caught the ball but then set it
aside as she wanted to stop for the time being. "I mean,
my parents did get me a potty and I usually use that
whenever I want to be a jaybird at home, but otherwise,
I just rather be in a nice diaper."
"Really?" I asked. "Why diapers?"
"Well," Katie replied, "I don't really know, but I think maybe
at the first time I was regressed, something inside me was
telling me I wanted to go back to diapers. Before I knew it,
when it was time to go home, I told one of the caretakers
that I wanted a diaper, so she put one on me and it just
sort of felt right."
"Wait," I then asked, "So then, does this also mean that
you... uh....well..."
"Not at first, but after a while, I just gave in." Katie said
as she noticed my disgust. "I know, but please hear me
out. I asked some of the other kids who wear diapers
how they feel about them and most of them think that
it's the best part of being a baby again and some of
them even wonder why they were ever potty-trained
in the first place, and after a week or two, I started to
agree with them."
"Really?" I asked as my disgust gave way to curiosity.
"Really." Katie answered. "I started to realize wearing
diapers is actually better because they give you the
freedom to go wherever you want, whenever you want.
Ever since I started wearing them again, I started to worry
less and less about finding a toilet when I need one because
I know I can rely on my diaper. They're also really comfortable,
kind of like a nice, soft, crinkly pillow for my tushy and girly-bits."
Upon hearing this, I found myself nodding in agreement.
Then, I asked, "So, then, how do your parents feel about
this?"
"Well," Katie then said, "they told me they didn't mind
as long as I don't mind them changing me. I mean,
at first, I was nervous about them looking at my
girly-bits, but then, I started to enjoy it again."
"No way!" I challenged.
"Uh-huh!" Katie said in retaliation. "In fact, it's actually
kind of relaxing. Think about it. You're lying down on
a changing table wearing only your used diaper, then
your mom or dad or one of the caretakers here comes
in and removes the diaper as you lie there completely
naked. Then they clean you with wipes and baby powder,
like they're giving your bottom and wee-wee a very special
spa treatment. Finally, they put a fresh, clean diaper on
you and while you're enjoying that nice feeling it brings you,
you also know that you'll eventually use that diaper, too, but
instead of dreading it, you'd actually want to do it just so
you can experience another change."
"Wow! That's really something." I said stunned. For a moment
there as I listened to Katie explain it, I actually imagined getting
my diaper changed and loving every second of it. Of course,
I was reluctant to tell Katie I was actually beginning to like the
idea, but part of me, specifically my wee-wee, had other ideas.
I tried to hide it from Katie, but she said, "It's okay, Harry. Don't
worry about it. Mostly all the boys here don't mind having
everyone else seeing their wee-wees all stiff."
"Really?' I asked embarrassedly. "Are you sure?'
"Sure, I'm sure." Katie reassured me. "That's just part of
being a jaybird here in A.R. Daycare. Also, I'm guessing
it means your wee-wee really wants to be in a diaper
soon."
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