Stolen Wish

Chapter 1
Whole Story

It all started on a Saturday.

“Life isn't fair.” thought Benjamin. He was about to turn twenty-one in a week, but today was his baby sister's first birthday, so attention was on her. In fact, since she had been born, she had all of the attention. Attention that he wished he could have again. Secretly, he was an Infantlist or adult baby, though he couldn't tell his parents about this. He intended to fully indulge once he was able to move out. However, before he could do that he would have to get a degree and a good job. As much as he tried, he kept getting denied from colleges and the job market was pretty bleak. His father had teased the idea of kicking him out once he reached twenty-one, which only made him feel more dejected and nervous about his future.

His baby sister cooed and smiled at him from her high chair. Her soft blonde baby hair was done up in cute little pigtails, and she wore a cute pink onesie that read "Birthday Girl" on the front in rainbow colors. Unbeknownst to him, he was her whole world. She loved her big brother, but lacked the words or capability to express it properly.

Looking down at his little sister, Ben was envious. “She's so lucky, just getting to start life, having so much potential in front of her, not to mention all of the attention she gets.” He ran his fingers through his unkempt black hair and drummed his fingers on the table. His parents had invited their friends and their babies over for the party, so there were babies everywhere. “I bet these will all be her friends as she grows up. Meanwhile most of my friends have moved on to college or other cities.” The scent of baby powder filled the room, making him want to be in that high chair wearing a diaper. “At least I still have my girlfriend. Yeah, that's a check in the good column. Can't wait to see her later.” His girlfriend certainly knew of his little secret, and was the only one to indulge him.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!” sang the crowd of adults. “Happy birthday dear Jenny! Happy birthday to you!”

Jenny giggled and babbled as her mom held her up to her little birthday cake and tried to get her to blow out the candle, but she couldn't. All she could do was exhale loudly and blow spit everywhere.

“I got this.” said Benjamin. He stood up and blew out the candle. “Man, I wish I could switch places with her and be the baby getting all the attention, with my whole future ahead of me.” he thought to himself, wishing from the very depths of his soul.

“Benjamin!” shouted his mother. She had long dark hair and blue eyes. “She almost had it!” She had began to feel the empty nest syndrome even though Ben had yet to move out. She knew that day was coming, and wanted to have another baby to take care of and raise. She had hoped that Ben would be more helpful and that the two would bond before he moved out, if he moved out.

“She did not!” said Ben. “I'm the big brother, so I helped her out. That's all.”

Jenny just giggled and clapped her little hands. She just wanted some cake.

“See?” asked Ben. “She doesn't even care.”

“Well, it was still rude.” said Ben's father, who had brown hair and brown eyes. “Next time ask first.” He was being hard on Ben because he wanted his son, his only boy, to be successful and self reliant. Lately Ben's failures had him worried about his son's future.

“Heh, fine.” said Ben, slumping back in his chair at the table. He felt an odd sensation but brushed it off.

His mom sliced the cake and gave a piece to every baby. They each ate with their hands and soon had cake and frosting all over their faces.

“Don't I get a slice?” asked Ben.

“I don't know.” said his mom. “Are you a baby?”

“N-no...” Ben said blushing. Though he was again wishing he was one right about now.

“This cake is for the babies.” said his mom. “That's why it's so small.”

Ben just watched as the babies ate. He was jealous of how much attention they were getting. “Babies get to have all the fun.” he thought to himself. “They get to play and sleep all day, and don't even have to use the toilet. Nothing is expected of them except for them to pee and poop their diapers.” He turned his head and saw the babies giggling and drooling bits of cake down their faces and onto their bibs. Their parents were quick to clean them up, but they were messy again in seconds. His jealousy grew, but he kept it hidden, like always.

After cake, little Jenny giggled as she was given presents. Some of them were baby toys, but there were also some cute little baby girl outfits like pink skirts and unicorn onesies. She smiled and played with the toys and the other babies after they had eaten cake.

Eventually the inevitable happened and one of the babies messed themselves. After checking them, it was determined that it was Jenny.

“Oh my, we have a stinker!” said Ben's mom. She picked her up and handed her to Ben. “Here, if you really want to be a helpful older brother, go change her diaper.”

Ben held his baby sister and made a face. “Seriously?” he asked. “She really stinks! This is too much.”

“If you can change her, maybe you can have some cake.” his mom teased.

“So unfair.” Ben mumbled as he took his little sister to her changing table in her nursery. He had changed her diaper before, but never volunteered to do so. Even though he wanted to wear diapers, the thought of changing them grossed him out. The dream of wearing and using diapers often seemed less appealing when confronted with changing his sister. He untaped her diaper and opened it, making a face at the smell. “Ugh, what did they feed you?” He lifted her by the ankles and wiped her bottom clean, and wanted to barf, but held back.

Jenny just smiled and cooed as her big brother changed her diaper. The smell and feel didn't bother her one bit. She seemed happy to be getting attention from him for once. “Babababa..” she babbled. “Dada...mama...” She giggled and sucked her thumb happily.

“You're really lucky you know that?” Ben said as he disposed of the soiled diaper. “You get to play, eat, pee, and poop your diapers all day while others deal with it and clean you. You don't have to go to school or work and everything is taken care of for you.” He got out a fresh diaper and lifted her by the legs again, sliding it under her and applying some powder. There was nothing attractive or stimulating about it at all to him while he did this. Being a baby is what he wanted, not caring for one. “You get to wear diapers all day, and will get to wear them for some time. Enjoy it while it lasts.” He taped the diaper snug over her belly then picked her up and took her back to the party.

“Good job son!” said Ben's father. “Go ahead and have some cake.”

Ben handed Jenny over to his mom and washed his hands. “Heh, thanks.” he said. There was only one small piece of cake left, so he picked it up with his hands and ate it without a plate or utensils.

“Well, you certainly eat like the babies do.” said his mother. Soon the party was over and the other parents left with their babies. “You need to get your act together mister.”

“What did I do?” asked Ben.

“You acted like a big brat today.” said his father. “Go to your room and think about what you did.”

“Hey, I don't need this!” shouted Ben. “Ever since she was born, you've shoved me aside like an old toy you no longer have interest in. I've tried, okay? I've tried to get into college. I've tried to get a job, but things just haven't worked out.”

“Ben, calm down.” said his mom.

“And now you're telling me to go to my room like I'm some kind of kid.” Ben chided.

“Well you sure are acting like a child.” said his mom.

“Heh, whatever.” said Ben. “I'm going out.”

“Don't you leave this house!” shouted his dad sternly.

“If you need me, I'll be at Laura's.” said Ben, leaving the house and slamming the door behind him. He got in his car and sped off. “Stupid mom. Stupid dad. He's not even home most of the time. His work keeps him busy and leaves mom to raise us. He shouldn't even have a say in what I do. At least I have my girlfriend. She loves me.” Once he pulled up to her apartment, he got out and walked to the door, knocking on it.

Laura answered the door. She was a tall, curvy woman with brown hair, brown eyes, and large breasts wearing a white shirt and short jeans. “Ben? What are you doing here?” she asked.

“My folks were being extra hateful tonight, so I came here.” said Ben. “May I come in please?”

“Sure, come on in.” said Laura, letting Ben inside. She was the same age as Ben, but had an apartment of her own after getting into college.

“Thanks Laura.” said Ben, sitting down on the couch. “I just...I just don't know what to do with my life. Everything is about the baby now and they aren't helping me do squat.”

Laura sat down next to him and put her arm around him. “Maybe I can help.” she said. “Lets see what we've got here.” She playfully unbuttoned Ben's pants and unzipped his fly. She hated seeing him so upset, and knew what he wanted and needed.

“Oh babe, you spoil me.” he said, leaning forward and kissing her on the lips passionately. He suddenly felt more horny than he had in a long time. His penis began to stiffen and poked up through his fly, still covered by white underwear.

Laura, kissed Ben back as she reached down and rubbed his penis through his underwear. It was hard and warm, eager for sexual release. “Let mommy take care of her baby.” she said, taking his shirt off, followed by his shoes and socks. “I know how much my baby loves to be naked.”

Ben loved it when Laura babied him. It made him feel little and loved. “Baby wanna be nakie! Baby wuvs his mommy.” he said mimicking a toddler's speech patterns. He blushed as she pulled his pants and underwear off, leaving him naked. His erection poked straight up, a full six inches long, and throbbed, leaking precum down his balls.

“Mommy's little boy needs some special attention.” said Laura, taking off her shirt and bra, exposing her big bare breasts and round nipples. She sat back down on the couch and positioned Ben so that he was laying across her lap, facing her breasts. “Go ahead baby. Show mommy some love.”

Ben couldn't help but blush as he latched onto one of her erect nipples with his mouth and suckled on it. He brought one of his hands up and fondled her other breast. “Mmm, mama.” he said, feeling ecstasy all over, licking at her nipple while sucking on it like an infant.

Laura smiled and held his head with one of her hands, and began stroking his penis with her other hand, using his own precum and lube. She worked his shaft up and down slowly, pulling his foreskin down exposing his big pink tip before sinking it back into the skin. She felt waves of pleasure from his sucking on her nipple and enjoyed the dominating feeling his submission gave her. When she first found out that Ben wanted to be a baby again, she thought it was an opportunity for her to give it a try. While she liked it, she wasn't a fan of the dirty diaper angle. Still, she would diaper him and snuggle with him in bed. Sometimes it really did feel as if he were her precious baby.

Ben let his mind go as he suckled and felt his erection being rubbed. He curled up a little, wanting to feel smaller in her lap and made baby sounds. He looked up at her with a smile as she played with his cock. “She is so great.” he thought. “Babying me like this. She is the best!”

“Those mean ol parents don't appreciate their baby boy.” said Laura. “But I do. I love my baby, and my baby loves me. I'll give you all the attention you want.” She stroked his erection faster now, feeling him squirm and wiggle. “Oooh, yes, what a good baby I have.” His trembling turned her on, making her feel moist between her own legs.

Ben just blushed and sucked, fondling her breasts as she jerked him off. The pressure was building within him and he was about to blow. “Ooooh, yes mama!” he said in a babyish voice. He actually felt as if he were getting younger in her lap.

“Come on baby.” said Laura. “Let all of that adult stress out for mommy.”

“I wanna be a baby! I wanna be a baaaaabyyyyyy!“ Ben yelled inside his head as he flexed his toes and began to buck his hips into Laura's hand. He soon shot several hot loads of sticky semen from his throbbing erect penis all over her hand and legs.

“Oh my, baby made a big mess!” she said, rubbing his seed onto his belly and smacking his naked bottom. She inhaled the scent of his semen, enjoying how it smelled. This was her man and she just made him helplessly ejaculate all over. She stroked him as he went limp in her lap and felt his drool cooling on her breasts. “I think baby needs a nice diaper and a nap.” She stood up with him and held his hand as she led him naked to her bedroom.

Ben sucked his thumb and waddled awkwardly like a toddler being led to his room for a nap.

Laura pulled out a pack of diapers she had hidden under her bed and instructed him to lay down. While not into diapers herself, she loved doing this for him. She was not into changing messy diapers, but had occasionally changed Ben's wet and sticky diapers.

Ben nodded and blushed laying down on Laura's bed, still sucking his thumb. It was nice and soft on his bare skin. His groin was still sticky with cum but that was soon to be taken care of. “You always know how to make me feel special.” he said.

“Yep, all it takes is a little nakie time and breast feeding to get you into your little space.” she said. Laura grabbed some baby wipes she also had hidden away and cleaned her hands and legs, then Ben's penis and balls, causing him to get another stiffy. “No more stickies tonight baby.” she teased, flicking his erection gently.

Ben chuckled and made cooing sounds at her. “I wuv yoo.” he said, trying to make his voice sound even more infantile.

“Mommy loves her baby too.” she said in a seductive voice. She was used to this diapering routine now and instructed him to lift his legs, then she slid a disposable adult diaper under him, settling his rear onto it, then powdered his crotch with baby powder before pulling the diaper up between his legs, tucking his penis down into it, and taping it snug. “There, baby is all snug and comfy in his diaper.” She smiled and patted his bulging diaper front.

Ben felt so babyish in the diaper as it crinkled under him. He made some more cute baby sounds as he wiggled under the covers. “Baby wanna sweep wif mommy!” he said babyishly. All of the stress and anger from before had vanished and he felt so happy.

Laura stripped naked and joined him in bed. “Of course my little baby Ben Ben.” she said, snuggling with him. They both kissed before falling asleep in each others' arms.

SUNDAY

In the morning Ben awoke to find himself wearing a diaper in Laura's bed, but Laura was nowhere to be found. He felt an urgent need to pee and poop and quickly got up. He looked down at his diaper and thought about using it, but remembered that Laura didn't like messy diapers. He didn't like them much either. They felt nice, but the smell and clean up was too much to put up with. Then he remembered changing his little sister the day before and how gross that was. It just wasn't worth it.

Once in the bathroom, he struggled a bit with his diaper's tapes. They wouldn't come off easily. Once he did, he found he had dribbled some urine into it, but shrugged it off and sat on the toilet. He aimed his large penis down into the bowl and began to pee and poop at the same time.”Oh man, that was closer than it should have been.” he thought to himself.

Laura entered her bedroom just in time to hear Ben fart in her bathroom. “Um, Ben?” she asked. “You didn't use the diaper did you?”

“Um, no.” said Ben blushing. “I mean, its got a little bit of pee in it, but I really had to go. Sorry.”

“It's okay, just go ahead and finish up in there.” she said. “I made breakfast.”

“Sounds great.” said Ben. Once he was finished, he cleaned himself up and got dressed, then went into her kitchen.

“I made you some bacon and eggs.” she said, sitting a plate down on the table.

“Smells great.” said Ben. He sat down and began to eat.

“I really enjoyed last night.” said Laura, sitting down across from him. “I know things have been bad for you at home, but maybe that college application will go through.

“College application?” asked Ben. “You know I got denied. We had a long talk about it the other day.”

“Denied? But you just sent it in.” said Laura. “You haven't been out of high school that long.”

“What are you talking about?” asked Ben. “I've been out of high school for 2 years now.”

“Don't be silly.” said Luna. “You're only eighteen! Of course, you'll be nineteen in about a week or so, but still.”

“No, I'm twenty.” said Ben, finishing his breakfast. “Look, I know you know that I like regression, but lets be serious here.”

“Come on Ben.” said Laura. “Don't play games with me. I am being serious.”

“But we met in high school.” said Ben. “We're the same age.”

“No, we met online.” said Laura. “I found out you were into the whole age play thing and I like being a dom, so we met up.”

“That's...not right.” said Ben. “Something is wrong. Look, I'll prove it to you.” He pulled out his wallet and driver's license. “See it says...I'm eighteen.”

“See?” said Laura. “Come on sweety, you're too young to have memory problems like that.”

“This is strange.” said Ben. “I know I'm twenty. My baby sister just turned a year old yesterday.”

“Seriously?” asked Laura. “She turned three. You told me she is starting to potty train.”

“No way!” said Ben. “I was there, I changed her diaper! This is getting scary.”

“Yes, you're scaring me too.” said Laura. “Maybe you should go home and check for yourself.”

“I'm kind of scared to.” said Ben. “What if you're right? That means somehow I lost two years while she gained two.”

“Really Ben?” said Laura sarcastically. “Trading age like in one of those stories you like so much? Come on. Just go check. Please.”

“Okay, I guess I should.” said Ben. “I mean, I have to eventually anyway right?” He stood up from the table and hugged Laura.

Laura hugged him back and patted his butt. “Let me know how it turns out okay?” she said.

“You bet.” said Ben. “See you later...mommy.” He smirked and went to his car and drove home. “This is crazy.” he thought to himself. “This can't be real.” He pulled up to his house and got out of his car and went inside his home. He looked around and things looked pretty much the same. He heard the TV on in the living room so he went to check it out. There he saw his parents sitting on the couch and his little sister sitting in front of the TV. His heart sank when he saw that she did appear to be three years old now.

“Oh hello Ben!” said his mother as they watched him walk in. “Have a nice time with Laura? I know she's a bit older than you, but I like her. She seems nice.”

“That's my boy.” said his dad. “He sure knows how to pick em! I bet that college application will be approved soon and you can go to the same college she does.”

“Um, yeah.” said Ben. “I sure hope so!” He walked over to his little sister and patted her head.

Jenny looked up to him and smiled. “Benny!” she said happily. She stood up and hugged him.

Ben smiled and hugged her back. “It's true!” he thought. “She IS older. She can talk now, and walk too. This is too weird.” He looked down at her cute smiling face and long blonde hair, braided with a pink bow in it. A pacifier was clipped to her rainbow pony shirt and around her waist was a pair of disposable training pants decorated with cartoon unicorns. She had cute little dimples and rosy cheeks. Ben idly wondered how she would look when she is older.

“I'm glad to see you and your sister getting along.” said Ben's mother. “You're her big brother and favorite person in the whole world after all. She loves you so much.”

“I wuv Benny!” said Jenny in a small babyish voice.

“I love you too Jenny.” said Ben, smiling a bit. He was still jealous that she was getting so much attention and could just play all day, but he began to feel more of a bond with her now that she was older.

“Benny I wet!” said Jenny. “Benny change me!” She giggled and held her arms up.

“Oh my, did you have an accident?” said Ben's mother. “She's been potty training, but she still has trouble controlling her bladder.”

“At least she hasn't been pooping herself anymore.” said Ben's dad with a laugh. “Well son, she wants you to change her. Go on.”

“Ugh, again?” Ben asked. “Am I the designated diaper changer now?” He picked her up and carried her to her room. It was different from before, now decorated almost entirely in pink and had a lot of plush unicorns and dolphins. She still had a changing table though, so he laid her on it. He saw that she had on the new training pants that could unfasten like diapers. He carefully unfastened the tabs on the training pants and opened it. He began cleaning her with a baby wipe and remembered the night before when his girlfriend diapered him. He didn't want to feel awkward, so he quickly cleaned his little sister, tossed her disposable training pants, and then pulled out a fresh pair. He slid them onto her feet and pulled them up her legs and then around her bottom and front. He smiled, feeling like he had done a good job. “There you go. All nice and dry.”

“Fankoo Benny!” said Jenny, reaching up to him.

Ben picked her up and she grabbed onto him, holding on as he held her. She felt much heavier than she did just yesterday. He carried her back into the living room and put her down on the floor., then sat down. He turned to address his parents. “Mom, dad?” he asked. “This may seem like an odd question, but how old is Jenny now?”

“You should know that.” said Ben's mom. “Her birthday was just yesterday! She turned three remember?”

“Heh, of course.” said Ben. “I was just testing you. Congratulations, you're not senile yet.” He tried playing it off as a joke.

“Very funny.” said Ben's mom.

“Do you remember her first birthday?” asked Ben.

“Yes I do.” said Ben's mother. “As I recall, you blew out her candles before she could.”

“Y-yeah, sorry about that.” said Ben. “I was in a mood.” Now he knew that at least that part was still true. They seemed to remember that much, but acted as if everything were normal. “It's hard to believe she is three already. I'm blanking on how her second birthday went.”

“That was a more fun birthday for her.” said Ben's dad. “We took her to the local family restaurant and she wanted spaghetti.

“Oh yes, that was precious.” said Ben's mom. She scrolled through her phone and showed Ben a picture of Jenny sitting in a high chair, wearing a pink sparkly dress and diaper with spaghetti all over her face and hands. “Remember that?”

“Oh yeah!” said Ben. “She sure made a big mess.” But he didn't actually remember that happening. He was even in the photo laughing in the background. This all felt so weird, his head began to feel funny. “Heh, time flies I guess. I'm going to my room for a bit.”

“You spend too much time in there.” said Ben's mom. “You're like some kind of bear in a cave.”

“I know mom.” Ben groaned. “You don't have to remind me every day.” He went to his bedroom and closed the door. Then he noticed things were a bit different now. There were posters of Rick & Morty and the classic Star Wars movies on the walls. There were also a few Funko Pops on shelves that he didn't remember having before. His room was still painted a dark blue though, with a gray carpet, and his bed seemed the same. There was a picture of Laura on his night stand, which was normal. He sat on it and decided to call her on his phone.

“Hello?” said Laura.

“Hey babe.” said Ben. “You won't believe this, but my little sister is actually three years old. You were right.”

“Well, I told you.” said Laura. “You must have had a really vivid dream or something, but you are eighteen.”

“Yeah, I guess.” said Ben. “I mean, even my room looks different. What if we actually are switching ages?”

“That's impossible.” said Laura. “You're just letting your fantasies take over. Maybe you need to take a break from our baby time for a while.”

“N-no, I like it too much.” said Ben. “Plus it helps me deal with stress.”

“I know, but if you're going to insist that you are getting younger, it feels kind of crazy.” said Laura. “Lets just have some time to breathe and think things over. I'm sure things will be better in a few days. No matter what though, I love you. If you actually did somehow turn into a baby, it would be your dream come true. I would come take care of you.”

“Heh, yeah, that would be nice.” said Ben. “But it seems like everyone forgets I was older. What if you forget me?”

“Ben, come on.” said Laura. “This is sounding scary. I won't forget you. Look, I need to go. I have some studying to do.”

“Okay Laura.” said Ben. “I love you.”

“Love you too sweety.” said Laura.

Ben laid back on his bed and looked up at the ceiling. Maybe he was just dreaming. After all, he did read a lot of regression stories and loved to imagine living them out. He went to his computer and browsed some of his favorite stories. “What if I am getting younger?” he thought. “That would be amazing. Maybe this is some kind of elaborate dream. If it is, I'm going to do whatever I want with it.” He reached down into his pants and grasped his already hard penis. He began slowly masturbating, enjoying the visions of his fantasy in his mind, seeing himself getting younger and smaller, needing to be diapered and cared for. He imagined Laura holding his regressed body and rubbing at his butt and genitals until he finally squirted a sticky mess into a tissue. “Ahhh, that's better.” He let out a sigh and laid back in his bed.

“Ben!” shouted his mom from the kitchen. “Time for dinner!”

Ben got up, feeling a bit tingly all over, and went to the bathroom to wash up. He looked at himself in the mirror and tried to see if he could tell a difference. His body still looked like its average build, but he did notice something off. His face seemed smoother. It had been a while, and he didn't need to shave, which he thought was odd. He shrugged and went to the dinner table. He looked over at his little sister. Did she look older? He wasn't sure. He was starting to get nervous at the idea of them swapping ages. Would he end up a baby? Would he like that? What about Laura? His mind swirled with these thoughts as he ate.

Jenny sat in a booster seat at the table eating her food. She seemed to be much more coordinated now, not getting as much on her face as usual. “Mommy!” she said. “I need to potty!” She sounded much more articulate as well.

“Okay sweety.” said Ben's mom. She helped Jenny down to the floor and let her run to the bathroom. “Let me know if you need help!”

“Okay!” said Jenny, entering the bathroom.

“She can go to the bathroom by herself already?” asked Ben. “Did she get older again? That means I must have gotten younger.”

“Where have you been?” asked Ben's dad. “She's been going to the bathroom by herself for a while now. She barely has any accidents anymore.

“Yes, she should be fully potty trained in time to start kindergarten next year.” said Ben's mom.

“Kindergarten?” asked Ben. “But she's only three.”

“Are you okay dear?” asked Ben's mom. “You know she just had her fourth birthday party yesterday. You were there.”

“Wait, what?” asked Ben. “Are you joking with me?”

“No, we're not joking.” said Ben's father. “She's four years old.”

Ben's heard skipped a beat. “R-right.” he said. “And I'm eighteen.”

“Well, you will be in about a week.” said Ben's mom. “Don't try to grow up so fast Ben.”

“But she was three earlier today!” shouted Ben, starting to lose it. “I asked you directly and you said she was. Don't you remember?”

“Ben!” shouted Ben's dad. “That's enough. You're scaring your mother. Stop this nonsense right now.”

Jenny began to cry after everyone started shouting. She didn't like it when they argued.

“Look, you've made her cry!” said Ben's mom.

“No I didn't!” shouted Ben. Then he felt the urgent need to use the toilet again. “Ugh, I need to poop. I'm out of here.” He got up from his chair and stormed to the bathroom. “Jeez, what has my stomach all upset?” he wondered as he sat on the toilet and did his business. After this he went back into his room. Thankfully it still looked much the same. He was still in a bit of a panic and pulled out his license again. Sure enough, it said he was now seventeen. “It wasn't my imagination.” His heart raced and he pinched himself. It hurt. “It wasn't a dream. It's actually happening!” he thought to himself as his mind boggled. Would he have to go back to school now? What would happen then? He looked around and saw his old school backpack. Looking inside it, he was shocked to see high school class books and folders full of homework and notes. He had thrown all that out when he graduated. “Shit! I'm back in school! This sucks! I have to do something!” It was a nightmare come true!

Racing over to his computer, he began searching around for age swapping curses and supernatural aging theories. All he found were the usual age swap stories and what if scenarios. “Ugh, nothing!” he said to himself. “What should I do?” He looked at his phone and considered calling Laura. But what if she didn't remember him? He didn't want to think about that. Besides, there wouldn't be anything she could do about it either. Soon there was a knock at his door. “Go away!” he shouted.

“Benny?” asked a small voice from behind the door. “Pwease open up.”

Ben sighed and stood up. He opened his bedroom door to see his four year old sister looking up at him. “Hi Jenny.” he said.

“Benny?” she asked. “You otay?”

“Yeah, I'm fine.” he lied. “Sorry if I made you cry.” He knelt down and patted her head. “It'll be okay. Just hard being big sometimes.”

“It hawd bein' big?” she asked. “You wanna be widdle?”

Ben blushed at that, since he actually did. “Sometimes, yeah.” he said.

“Hehe, den we couwd pway.” said Jenny.

“Yeah, we could.” said Ben. “That could be fun.”

“Want to pway wif me?” she asked.

“Heh, sure.” said Ben. He followed his sister to her room, which was now full of princess decorations, baby dolls, and plushes. She had a small plastic table in the middle of her room.

“Wanna do tea party?” she asked, motioning to her toy tea set.

“Okay.” said Ben. He sat down on the floor since the little plastic chair would break underneath him, and watched as Jenny poured him an imaginary cup of tea.

“Hewe you go Benny.” she said.

“Thank you Miss Jenny.” said Ben in a royal voice. He pretended to slurp the tea down and smiled. “Good tea.”

“You wewcome!” she said happily She giggled and pretended to pour him some more.

Ben pretended to sip the tea again. He continued to play with her and indulging in her playing with dolls and talking about dresses and hair. As he did, he idly wondered what it would be like when the situation is reversed, and she is the older one. This was an experience all together new for him.

“Ben!” came the voice of his mom from down the hall. “Better get your homework done before bed!”

“Ugh, okay mom!” shouted Ben. Then he turned to his sister. “Guess I gotta go do big boy things.”

“Aww, otay.” said Jenny. “I wiww make you mowe tea fow latew.”

“Thanks Jenny.” he said, and left her room. He returned to his room and pulled out his books and papers. He didn't even know what homework needed to be done. Then he thought, “Heh, why bother? If I'm just going to get younger every day, this homework won't matter.” He looked through the boring books and yawned. Instead of doing it, he just returned to his computer and decided to make a funny post on a regression message board.

“Hey guys! Turns out I'm regressing! I'm switching ages with my baby sister so I may get too young to use the computer soon. If I disappear from the site, you know why.” he typed out. “This isn't a joke.” He hit the button to post his message and laughed. “Yeah right.” he thought to himself. “No one will believe that.” The rest of the night went about as expected. He got replies to his post that were people thinking he was simply role playing, but nothing serious. He had dinner, watched some TV, then went to bed.

MONDAY

In the morning he woke up and yawned. He looked around his room to see that things had changed again. There were still posters for Rick & Morty, but also some for a few comic book heroes. He had some action figures posed on shelves, covered in dust. At this age, he still bought the occasional collector figures, but rarely played with them. He got up from his bed and his pants and boxers fell to the floor. Looking down, he saw his penis looking a bit punier than usual, but his bushy pubes were still as hairy as ever. “Heh, great.” he thought to himself. “Guess I really am shrinking. I could make a big deal about it, but that would just get me locked up in some kind of mental ward.” He noticed the picture of Laura was gone. “Oh...oh no. Am I too young for her now?” Before he could think about it, he suddenly felt an urgent need to use the bathroom, so he quickly hiked up his boxers and ran to the bathroom. The door was shut and locked, so he knocked on it. “Um, I need to use it really bad!”

“I'll be out in a minute!” his mom said from the other side of the door.

“Please hurry!” shouted Ben. He was holding his hands against his crotch, trying to keep from leaking any pee. He did an awkward dance, going from foot to foot as he waited.

Jenny walked by, now obviously a five year old. “Gotta potty?” she asked. She was still in her pink pony night gown and her hair went down past her shoulders.

“Uh huh!” said Ben anxiously.

“Mommy hurry!” shouted Jen. “Benny's gonna have an accident!”

Ben blushed, and soon the door opened.

“Okay fine, here you go.” said his mom.

“Thanks!” he said and quickly bolted into the bathroom and shut the door, locking it. He quickly let his boxers fall to the floor and sat on the toilet, relieving himself again. This had happened the previous morning as well, but thankfully this time he didn't pee before getting to the toilet.

After he was done, he got in the shower and bathed, then dried himself off and went back to his room. He looked at his naked image in the mirror and posed a bit, seeing his penis rise up to attention. “I'm...a high schooler again. For real! Man, sucks having to go to school again but...this is just so amazing!” Then he looked in his drawer and found boxers and clothes that fit him. “At least I have clothes that fit in here.” he thought as he got dressed. “Looks like my surroundings change, but not my mind or anything I have on at the time.” He walked to the kitchen and had breakfast. He saw his sister was now sitting at the table, still using a booster seat, but eating properly now.

“Jenny, your bus is here!” shouted her mom.

“Okay mom!” she said. She was now dressed in a cute little school dress with My Little Pony plastered all over it. She finished her drink and grabbed her backpack, which was also pink with unicorns on it. “See you later Benny!” She ran out the front door and onto the bus.

“She's only been attending school for a few days, but she's been very brave.” said Ben's mom.

“Yeah, I was nervous my first day of school.” said Ben, eating some cereal.

“You sure were.” said his mom. “You were late to potty train, so you were afraid you would have an accident. Thankfully you didn't.”

Ben blushed, not remembering much of his early childhood. “Yeah, she seems fine though.” he said.

“She seems to learn fast.” said his mom. “I'm so proud of her.”

“Me too.” said Ben. He actually did feel proud of her. “I hope I've made you proud too.”

“Of course you have dear.” said his mom, giving him a hug. “Even though you haven't been doing so well on your tests lately, you make me proud spending so much time helping your sister with her homework.”

Ben nodded and blushed. “I still remember my ABCs and 123s.” he said. He wasn't very good at math, but his reading and comprehension was above average. Overall he just did okay or average at school, and always had.

“You're a smart boy Ben.” said his mom. “You just need to try and get your grades up so you can get into a good college.”

“I'll try my best.” said Ben.

“You had better get going or you'll be late.” said his mom.

“Okay mom.” he said, grabbing his backpack and car keys. He was 16 now, so he still had his license and car. It was an older model car that his parents got him when he turned 16, but it got him from point A to point B without issue, so he couldn't complain much.

Ben got into his car and noticed it seemed a bit roomier to him now. He was starting to get a bit giddy at the thought of getting younger, and he was eager to see what the day would bring. He started his car and drove to school. It definitely felt weird, returning to his old high school. It was a place he seemed to have spent so much time at. He still remembered the layout for the most part. He parked and got out of his car just as the bell rang and ran inside. As he walked through the halls, he smelled the familiar smells of pencil lead, books, floor cleaner, and cafeteria food. It was much different

“Oh man, where do I go?” he thought to himself. “I'm not sure what homeroom I'm in.” He looked into his bag and thankfully found his schedule. He saw which room he was supposed to be in and headed there. The room was full of unfamiliar teenage faces. His high school friends had long moved beyond this place. Seeing an empty desk, he sat down and looked around. Everyone was talking among themselves. He felt ignored, but that was okay. He knew he would soon be too young for this group anyway.

Soon the teacher came in and quieted down the class. The morning announcements came over the school's speakers, greeting the students and reading off the lunch menu. Then it was time for his first class.

Checking his schedule, Ben went to science class. It hadn't been that long since he was in high school, so most of the teachers he had were still there. He was so bored the first time in these classes, and now was no different. He eagerly watched the clock and kept checking himself to see if he was getting any younger. When he was called on to answer a question, he was caught off guard.

“Ben?” asked the teacher. “Are you paying attention?”

“Yes sir.” said Ben. There was chuckling from the class. “Sorry, I guess I'm not feeling like myself today.”

“Did you do your homework?” the teacher asked.

Ben looked through his papers, but it wasn't there. “Um, no sir.” he said, blushing. “I guess not.”

“That's another zero for you.” said the teacher. “You had better study hard for the test this Friday.”

“Okay, I will.” Ben sighed and pretended to take notes through the whole boring class. Then the bell rang and he changed classes. This time it was history class, even more boring. He went through the motions and pretended to pay attention through various classes until it was time for lunch.

The school food was just as bland as he remembered. Ben sat at a table by himself and ate, looking around at the others all eating and talking. Some of them seemed to be looking at him and whispering about something, but he couldn't make it out. Then he looked down and saw that he had a very visible erection tenting up his pants. He blushed hotly and tried pressing it down. He felt so awkward and out of place, not unlike his first round of high school. Getting younger was supposed to be fun but this wasn't fun at all.

The next class was gym, and the smell of toilets, sweat, and old socks was another familiar one to him. He saw that he had some gym clothes in his locker and dressed into them. It was just a pair of gray shorts and plain white shirt, perfect for sweating in. First he and the other students had to run around the gymnasium, then do jumping jacks.

Ben started to feel very tired and strange. He lost a few inches of height and about ten pounds of weight as well. As he was doing jumping jacks, suddenly his shorts fell down, taking his underwear with them, briefly exposing his penis and butt to everyone, giving them a quick anatomy lesson. He blushed as the room echoed with laughter and quickly pulled them back up.

“Excuse me!” shouted the coach. “Ben! You're not in this class! This is for the tenth graders! You're in ninth grade class! Go on, get back to your class!”

Ben blushed and knew he had grown even younger. He nodded and squeaked out, “O-okay s-sir!” His voice cracked a bit as he awkwardly ran back to the locker room, almost tripping over his roomy gym sneakers. The strong feeling to use the bathroom returned and he sped up a little. Each step caused a few dribbles of pee to squirt out. By the time he got to a toilet, he had wet his underwear and gym shorts enough to make a visible wet spot. He quickly ditched them and sat on the toilet, unloading again. “Phew, that was too close. At least I'm all alone in here. No one will see.” he thought to himself.

After getting off the toilet he flushed and washed his hands, then looked in a mirror. His refection looked younger, showing no signs of facial hair yet. After taking off the rest of his his gym clothes, he saw he only had a bit of pubic hair and his willy had shrunk a little. He knew he was now only fifteen years old. When he took out his day clothes, he saw they had changed to fit him, however, there was no spare underwear. “Oh well.” he thought. “Guess I'll just go commando.” He put his wet underwear and shorts in the locker with the rest of his gym clothes, knowing they would just be gone tomorrow when he shrank again. He was thankful that he at least had fitting clothes to wear.

Ben got dressed and checked his schedule, seeing that he was supposed to be in algebra class. “Oh great, my least favorite subject.” he thought to himself.

“Glad you could make it.” said his teacher. “I was told you went to the wrong class. It's okay, you're a freshman, so I'll let it go this time. But make sure you are more familiar with the school and your schedule next time.”

“Y-yes ma'am.” said Ben timidly. The class chuckled, making him blush and feel embarrassed. He buried his head in his book for the rest of the class. He did remember some of the info, but was still bad at math. He idly wondered what his sister was doing now that she was likely in first grade. Probably coloring or learning numbers and very basic reading. That stuff would be easy to him at least.

The rest of the day was pretty boring as he went to other classes and finally it was time to go. He walked out to the parking lot without thinking and noticed his car was gone. “Oh god, someone stole my car!” he thought. Then he remembered. “Oh right, I don't have my license anymore.” He pulled out his wallet and other than a few dollars, all he had was his school ID. He tried to remember how he got to and from school before he got his car and looked at the bus. “Heh, great.” He headed over to the bus but wasn't sure which one to go to.

“Are you lost?” asked a teacher. “Forget which bus you need to get on?”

“Um, yeah.” answered Ben.

“Let me see your ID.” said the teacher. When Ben showed it to her, she pointed him toward a bus. “Okay, looks like you ride that bus. Go ahead and get on.”

“Thanks.” said Ben, and he got on the bus. More unfamiliar faces but familiar scents awaited him. Most kids on the bus were his current age, but none he knew. He sat in an empty seat and rode the bus home. He got off the bus at his house and went inside.

“Hi Benny!” greeted his sister. She had indeed grown and appeared to be six. She appeared to be wearing a similar school dress like she was this morning, but now her hair was done up in a pony tail. She ran up and hugged him tightly. Seems they were still close, but he felt bad that he didn't remember her growing up.

Ben smiled and hugged her back. “Hey Jenny!” he said. “How was your day?”

“It was fun!” she said. “We got to color and read along with the teacher!”

“That does sound like fun!” said Ben. “Wish I had that much fun.”

“Aww, big kid school isn't fun?” she asked.

“Nope.” said Ben. “Not at all.”

“Aww, I don't want to grow up then.” she said.

“Neither did I, but here I am. It's a fact of life kiddo.” he said, patting her head. He smiled, knowing he would get to have that kind of fun again soon. He at least had that much to look forward to.

“Hehe, you want to be little like me?” she asked.

“Sometimes.” said Ben. “That could be fun.”

“We could play more!” she said happily.

“Sure we could!” said Ben. “But no girly stuff.”

“Hehe, because you're a boy!” she said, pointing out the obvious.

“Hi honey!” said Ben's mom coming through the door. “How was your day?”

“Hi mom, it was fine I guess.” he said. “Got a bit lost between classes.”

“Aww, well you'll get used to it.” said his mom. “I'll make dinner soon. Why not go play with your sister?”

“Because she only likes to play with dolls and have tea parties with plushes.” said Ben.

“That doesn't mean you can't join in.” said his mom. “Besides, it'll make her happy.”

“Always about her.” Ben thought. “Even when she's older, she still gets all the attention. They just don't care about me at all.” He went to his sister's bedroom and it again it had changed, though not much. There was no longer any diaper or powder smell, but instead a strong smell of cheap Barbie perfume and there were a lot of dolls lining the shelves. There was even more pink princess stuff, including her bed, which had sparkly pink covers on it. She had a baby doll laying in a toy crib, and Ben idly thought how silly it would be if his sister were playing with him at her current age, but with him as a baby.

“Hey sis.” said Ben. “Mom says you want to play?”

“Benny!” said Jenny. “Yeah! Let's play! Oh, but you don't like girly stuff. What should we play?”

“Maybe a video game?” Ben suggested.

“Ooh, okay, but nothing too hard.” said Jenny. She had watched Ben play a lot of video games, but rarely played on her own.

Ben led her into his room, which had again changed. Now there were posters for Mortal Kombat, and the new Star Wars movies on the wall along with some action figures on his dresser and around his TV. He sat down and turned on his Switch and put on a classic Mario game. He was good at it, but his sister less so.

Jenny played it and had fun, even though she died a lot. “Hehe, that was fun!” she said.

“Kids!” shouted his mom. “Time for dinner!”

Ben went and sat at the dinner table with Jenny. He noticed how she had proper table manners now, and didn't make a mess with her food. He wasn't sure how well he ate when he was a kid, but even as an adult he would find food stains on his shirt on occasion after he ate.

Once he was done, he went and watched some TV. Jenny wanted to watch cartoons, so he indulged. However, most of the cartoons she wanted to watch were either too girly or too immature to hold his interest, so he went into his bedroom. There, he checked his phone. Laura's phone number was gone. He let out a sad sigh and knew she had probably been shifted around in time and no longer had any relationship to him. He brushed away some tears and pretended to be doing homework, but instead got on his computer. He checked the AR website and saw that his post was gone. Not only that, but his account too. “Did they ban me?” he wondered. But he checked his emails and didn't even have anything from the site on there either. Then he remembered, he didn't have the courage to sign up for that site until he turned sixteen and could drive. It felt very strange to him, like he was somehow living someone else's life while also still being himself. He had apparently done things in his newly re-written past, but couldn't remember any of it. He could only remember his actual past and present.

After thinking about things for a while, he got an idea. If people were forgetting his current self and things changed around when he got younger, maybe he could have some fun without getting in trouble. He smiled and rubbed at himself as he thought about it. “Oh man, I feel weird.” he thought to himself as he felt tingles in his body. His teenage hormones were raging and he simply had to do what came natural to him. Then he looked down and gasped as he saw it twitch and visibly shrink a bit before his eyes, and his height lowered by a good four inches. His clothes became roomy and loose. He looked around as his room changed again. The posters changed to images of Stranger Things and South Park. More toys appeared on his shelf and his bed was suddenly made. “I'm getting...younger!” he shouted in his head as he came and shot out a sticky load from his shrunken member. It got all over his pants and underwear, but he didn't care. He laid back all spent and feeling tired. After cleaning up his mess, he let his over-sized clothing drop to the floor then looked at himself in the mirror again. He was now shorter and more bereft of pubic hair. Not that he minded. He always hated his pubic hair anyway. He stared at his fourteen year old body for a bit as his mind went wild with the thought of getting even younger, then hopped into his bed completely naked. His mind raced with thoughts and ideas of what he wanted to do while regressing. After a while, he curled up under his covers and eventually fell asleep.

TUESDAY

In the morning, Ben's alarm went off, waking him up. He sat up and yawned, looking around. The room was still mostly the same and he was still nude. Then he felt something cold and wet around his bottom and groin. “Oh man, did I?” he thought, looking down at his crotch and bed. Indeed, there was a wet spot, but not a big one. He leaned down and sniffed it. It was definitely pee. “I did! I wet the bed! Crap!” He got up and slipped on some underwear and headed to the bathroom. This time it was unoccupied. He looked in the mirror and saw an even younger face and body, and that he had shrunk by another good three inches or so. “I got even littler!” He slid his underwear down and looked at his member, which had shrunk a bit more, now just barely over 4 inches long. He was only thirteen years old now, skinny, and nearly hairless down there. He remembered being a late bloomer, but still it was a bit of a shock to see his once big proud member being reduced like this. The regressed, barely teenage boy idly rubbed at himself, but then felt the urge to go again, so he hopped onto the toilet and did his business, then showered to get the pee smell off. “Man, I keep having to run to the toilet after regressing. I wonder if it's because my body is losing mass that way or because my bladder and bowels are shrinking, but not what is inside them. Either way it's annoying. It wouldn't be so bad if I had a diaper on and could just go. The shower looks so big now. I wonder how it will look to me tomorrow.”

After drying off and putting on some clean fitting undies, he took a towel to his room and placed it on the wet spot. He would have to try and sneak it into the wash later, if it was even still there. For now, he dressed himself in some jeans and a shirt with the Superman logo on it and went to eat breakfast. Jenny was there and looked a lot taller, now being eight years old and dressed in a slightly more mature set of clothing for her age, consisting of a rainbow colored shirt and blue jeans. Her hair was still long, and had been brushed completely smooth and straight. Ben made himself some waffles and ate them along with some orange juice. The bus came for Jenny first, since she rode to a different school, then it was time for Ben's bus trip.

“Ben!” shouted his mother. “Your bus is here!”

“Okay mom!” said Ben. “Bye!” He grabbed his backpack and went to the bus and found an empty seat. More unfamiliar faces greeted him and he felt lonely again. “I hope I make some new friends when I grow up again.” he thought. “Being younger is great, but I want some friends to play with.”

The bus pulled up to a different side of the school this time. It was the junior high side, meant for grades six through eight. He wasn't sure which class room he was supposed to go to, but thankfully there were teachers there guiding students to the right place. They pointed him to a seventh grade class. He remembered that junior high is where things changed and now each subject was taught by a different teacher instead of the same one. He remembered it being scary at first, but he soon got used to it. Again, the smell of pencil lead, books, and paper permeated the air.

He soon found an empty desk and sat down with his backpack under his seat. There were some familiar morning announcements followed by the first subject, which was history this time. The teacher was one he remembered having before, and he saw how much older they looked. It was strange to think of them getting older while he had gotten younger. Everyone was given a sheet of paper with questions on it as a test. Ben looked at the test and smiled. He decided to answer every question wrong on purpose. He smiled and stifled a giggle as he pretended to be the dumbest one in class.

The next class was science and when he was called on to answer a question, he got it wrong on purpose, which made a few others laugh. He kept doing this through all his classes until it was time for lunch. He made sure to eat everything on his plate and drink down all of his milk, knowing what would happen after he regressed again.

After lunch it was time for gym. Although it was gym for younger students, at this age, they still had gym clothes to change into so they wouldn't dirty their street clothing. Soon he got his gym clothes on and started running around the track with the others. He found his rejuvenated body to have a lot more energy than usual, and he nearly outran most of the class. They began playing basket ball and Ben was passed the ball when he suddenly felt the familiar strange feeling as he began to shrink. He was amazed as the basket ball grew in his hands and his height lowered some more. Everyone in class seemed to freeze as this was going on. He felt his shoes become roomy and loose, and had to tug up his gym shorts while his plain white shirt sagged on him. Then felt the sudden strong urge to pee. Instead of going to the bathroom, he decided to have some fun to see what would happen. He had fantasies of having accidents in class before and now he could actually live them. Ben smiled and dropped the ball, then let go of his bladder and began soaking his underwear and shorts with warm pee. He blushed as he felt the warm liquid trickling down his legs and into his shoes, then tinkled onto the floor making a large puddle. He looked around to see the others pointing and laughing, which only added to his thrill.

“Is something wrong Ben?” asked the coach. “Looks like you wet yourself. Are you even supposed to be in this class? I thought you were in seventh grade.”

“I-I um, did and...yeah.” he said, blushing and looking down at his wet gym shorts that were slipping down his frame. He let his soaking gym shorts and underwear fall to the floor with a wet plop and pretended to trip, sending him back onto his bottom with his shrunken genitals on display for all to see. To add more to the situation, his little weewee spurted more pee into the air and onto the floor in front of him. The class watched and roared with laughter. He never felt so embarrassed or turned on.

“Look!” said one of the students. “What a baby!”

“Kid peed himself!” said another. “Gross!”

“You need diapers kid!” shouted one of the guys.

“Benjamin!” shouted the coach, blowing his whistle. “Get to the locker room and clean up and change right now! Then get to the class you're supposed to be in!”

“Uh, y-yes sir!” he responded meekly. Ben stood up, giving everyone a glimpse of his bare butt, then pulled his wet shorts and undies up and ran to the locker room. He giggled to himself as he got naked and showered off. He had lost a good bit of height and his penis was even smaller. He noticed that his balls were now totally hairless. In fact, all of his body hair had vanished now, and he was completely smooth and bare all over. “I must be only about twelve now.” he thought to himself. He felt naughty as he gave himself a little rub in the shower.

Once he was clean and dried off, he got his clothes out of the locker. Once again, his shirt and shorts had shrunk to fit, but his underwear was still soaked, so he went without them. Checking the schedule in his backpack, he saw he was supposed to go to sixth grade literature next. After going there and taking a seat, he decided to keep up the dumb kid charade. He smiled when he was picked to read a passage in a book and intentionally mispronounced words and made the students laugh.

When he got to math class, he really had to poop again. He didn't really want to have a poopy accident, since that would mean they would call his mom or something. It could be fun though, so he decided to roll the dice and see if he would be allowed to use the bathroom. Slowly, he raised his hand.

“Yes Ben?” asked the teacher.

“I really need to go to the bathroom!” said Ben, his voice sounding higher.

“You should have done that between classes.” said the teacher. “You'll have to wait. Hold it in like a big boy.”

“I don't know if I can!” he said, letting out a fart. The students around him laughed and fanned their noses.

“Please don't interrupt the class again!” shouted the teacher.

“P-please!” Ben pleaded, straining hard to keep it all in now. He really didn't want to poop himself. Then he just figured that no one would remember tomorrow, so he just yelled “Screw this!” and ran out of the room. As he did, he struggled to hold it in and walked awkwardly. Before he could get to the bathroom he felt a slippery wetness between his cheeks. He could feel the poop forcing itself out as he began filling his shorts. “Oh crap!” he thought to himself. Crap was right. His shorts began to fill with soft warm poop as he entered the bathroom. He bolted into a stall and shed his shorts, then sat on the toilet and did the rest of his business. Then he looked down into his shorts. “Ugh, oh man! I pooped my shorts! Now what do I do?” He relaxed a bit and thought about his situation. “I should go to the nurse's office. Heh, this is going to be weird.” He wiped himself as best he could and dumped the contents of his shorts into the toilet and flushed. He then washed his hands and pulled his poopy shorts back on, trying to keep what poop was left in them of his butt. As he waddled awkwardly to the nurse, he secretly smiled to himself, wondering if the nurse would put him in a diaper or something. However, when he got there, all she had was a spare pair of underwear and a towel.

“Gosh Ben!” said the nurse. “I thought you were potty trained!”

“I am!” Ben squeaked and blushed, sounding like a kid. “But my stomach was hurting and the teacher wouldn't let me go use the bathroom! It's her fault!”

“Okay, relax.” said the nurse. She had seen plenty of kids coming to her with wet or messy pants to clean up, so she was used to it. “These things happen. Go ahead and use the bathroom there. Take off your messy clothes and I'll put them in a bag for you. There are some wipes on the table you can use to clean up. I called your mom. She should be here in a bit.”

“Ugh, thanks.” said Ben, still blushing red. He shuffled to the bathroom and pulled down his stained shorts, trying not to make even more of a mess. He gently handed them to the nurse who deposited them in a plastic bag. The smell of poop surrounded him and made him feel a bit sick. “Man, this is gross. I guess I should get used to it if I am going to become a baby.” he thought to himself. He noticed he had somehow managed to get poop on his shoes and socks. “Really gross.” He took those off as well, and was now completely naked from the waist down. Looking in the mirror, he saw he still had brown streaks on his butt and legs. He felt so weak, pathetic, and babyish. He thought about what he had just done and wondered why his continence seemed to be slipping at his current age.

“Ben? Are you okay in there?” asked the nurse.

“Y-yeah, I'm still cleaning up!” said Ben. He used a bunch of the wipes, which were clearly baby wipes, and managed to clean his butt and legs off. Once he was clean, Ben slipped the underwear on. It was a bit tight, but he figured they would fit later. He walked out wearing just a shirt and underwear and sat in the nurse's office until his mom arrived.

“Benjamin!” shouted his mom. “You pooped your pants?! You're supposed to be a big boy, not a pants pooping toddler!”

“Mom!” shouted Ben. “It's not my fault! My stomach hurt! I had to go really bad but the teacher wouldn't let me. I tried to make it but it just started coming out! I couldn't help it!” He managed to squeeze out a few tears to convince his mom that he was actually upset.

“Well, I'll have a talk with this teacher later.” she said. “For now lets just go home.”

Ben nodded and followed his mom to the car, still wearing just plain white undies and his t-shirt. The odor still lingered on him a bit since he couldn't clean himself very well with just some baby wipes. His dirty clothing in a clear plastic bag were put into the car. It was a long and quiet ride home. He felt awkward, but that was all part of the experience.

When they got home, his mom scolded him again and told him to get a bath and get dressed. He did so while she called the school and fussed at the principle about the teacher.

Ben smiled as he showered. He thought about the feelings he felt when he wet himself in front of the teacher and all those students in gym. Then the feeling he had when he pooped his pants like a toddler. The hot shame he felt, but also the pleasure from the feeling of it all made his shrunken member hard. He gave in to his adult urges and began rubbing and stroking it. He had memories of when he was younger and exploring himself like this. He played with his little toy and pulled back his foreskin to see his little pink tip. He continued to play with himself until he shivered and bucked, feeling the familiar waves of pleasure roll through his regressed body, but only a little bit squirted out which was whisked away down the drain of the shower. Ben let out a heavy sigh as he got out of the shower and dried off. His mother had put out some clothes for him to wear, so he got dressed and went back out into the living room.

“What's this about you wetting your pants in gym?” asked Ben's mom tapping her foot. “You weren't even supposed to be in there, but you go and find some clothes too big for you and pee in them? You think it's funny to expose yourself to the class like that? Are you trying to get into preschool or daycare?”

Ben blushed hard. He wasn't sure if that event would be a remembered one or not. Looks like it was for now. “I'm sorry mom.” he said shyly. “I got mixed up and thought it was time for my gym class. I couldn't remember the combination to my locker, so I found some other clothes to wear, but they were too big. I don't know what happened, but I had to pee and it just started coming out. I couldn't stop it. Kind of like what happened with the poop accident.”

“You couldn't help it?” asked his mother. “Do I need to take you to the hospital?”

“N-no, I don't think so.” said Ben. “I'll do better next time, I promise. No more accidents.”

“I certainly hope not.” said his mom. “You turn thirteen this Sunday. Should I buy you some diapers as a present?”

“N-no!” shouted Ben. Although secretly he would have loved that. “S-stop teasing! It's not funny!” He wined in a prepubescent voice. This was getting annoying, arguing over something she would soon forget about.

“Benny needs diapers?” asked Jenny. She was nine years old now and wore a Powerpuff GIrls shirt and shorts. She seemed very concerned about Ben after hearing their mom yell like that..

“No dear.” said their mom. “He just had a bit of an accident at school, that's all.”

“You okay Benny?” asked Jenny, feeling genuinely concerned.

“Yeah, I'm okay Jenny.” said Ben. He patted her on the head. “Thanks for asking though. Its been a bad day. I need some rest.” He smiled and headed to his room and shut the door. It had changed again. This time he saw posters of power rangers and ninja turtles as well as respective toys here and there. He was becoming more of a kid every day and he loved it. His bed was no longer wet from that morning, and even straightened up, likely by his mom. He smiled and played with a few of his toys on his bed. His imagination was renewed, and he found himself acting out fantasies in his head with action figures. It was fun letting his inner child out completely without any guilt or shame. Time got away from him, and soon it was time for dinner.

It was taco night and Ben ate a lot. His parents questioned him again about his actions when his father got home, but he simply recounted his same excuses as to why, and pretended to feel offended for being pressured about it and went back to his room.

Ben waited and looked at the clock, eagerly waiting to see when he would regress again. When he felt the familiar tingles, he stood up and watched in the mirror as he shrank. A grin creeped across his face as his height lowered a great deal, going through a reverse growth spurt. His shoes and socks were roomy and floppy. His pants and underwear fell to the floor and his little weewee stood up at the base of his shirt. He watched in awe as his testicles shrank, pulling up into his body some. He giggled and stripped completely naked, now just eleven years old again. He looked at his barely four inch dinky and turned to look at his bare bottom. It was smooth, round, and cute. He almost wanted to run around naked, but decided to see what kind of underwear he had now. Inside his drawer found found a pair of Pokemon undies and slid them on. Feeling giddy and high off his regression, he ran out of his room in just his underwear.

“Benny!” shouted his mom. “Where are your clothes?!”

“In my room!” Ben giggled. He was just a kid now so who cares what his state of dress was. Then he came face to face with his sister, who was now only a few inches shorter than him at age ten.

“Benny?” Jenny giggled. “I can see your undies!”

“Yeah, and?” said Ben. “I like em!”

“You're so silly!” she said.

“Lets play a game!” said Ben, feeling giddy. He reached out and touched her on the shoulder. “Tag! You're it!” He giggled and ran down the hallway.

Jenny giggled and followed him. “No fair!” she shouted.

“You're just a slow girl!” Ben teased. “You'll never catch me!” This was fun for him. He missed being a kid and playing with his friends, but since he had none, his sister was just right.

“Oh yeah?” said Jenny. She picked up her pace and scrambled faster in and out of rooms chasing him. Finally she cornered him in her room and tagged him. “Got you!”

“Ahhh!” Ben yelled, pretending to be hit by something. “You got me!” He fell to the floor and lay there as if dead.

“Hehe, you're so silly Benny.” said Jenny. “Will you play house with me? You can be the baby!”

Ben blushed and sat up. “Uh, that's girly stuff.” he said, looking up at her.

“Come on Benny!” said Jenny. “Pleeeeease!”

“Oh okay.” he said. “What do I have to do?”

“Yay!” Jenny cheered. “You just lay there and do baby things while I take care of you. It's too bad I don't have any diapers that would fit you, but I guess just being in your undies is enough.” She giggled and pulled out a plastic baby bottle filled with water. “Now, open wide for your bottle baby.”

Ben blushed and opened his mouth. The nipple of the bottle was dry, but soon covered in his saliva. He suckled on it and tasted the plain room temperature water. He was reminded of pretending to nurse on Laura, and he did his best to not get an erection with his sister around.

“Good baby.” said Jenny, stroking his hair as she held the bottle for him. She smiled and tickled his belly, making him giggle and squirm a bit.

Ben finished drinking the bottle and let it slip from his mouth.

“Time to burp.” said Jenny, patting his back.

“I don't have to-” said Ben, but then he suddenly let out a little burp and blushed.

“Good burp!” said Jenny with a big smile. “You play a baby really well!”

“Hehe, yeah...” said Ben blushing. “She doesn't know the half of it.” he thought. Then there was a sudden pressure in his bladder. “Uh oh.”

“What is it baby Benny?” Jenny teased.

“Baby has to potty.” Ben said while blushing. He had forgot about this part of regression while playing with her. The pressure built, and it was getting harder to hold.

Jenny saw a small wet spot on the front of Ben's undies and some spurts of pee bubbling up from underneath. “Benny!” she said. “You don't hafta potty yourself to play the baby!”

“Oops! Gotta go!” He yelled and got up, running to the bathroom. As he did, he had a sudden pain in his gut as well. “Oh man, those tacos made me really have to go!” he thought to himself. Then he was horrified to see the bathroom door shut. He tried opening it but it was locked. He knocked on it with his little fists. “Open up! I gotta go!”

“Calm down Ben!” said his mother from inside. “I'm in the shower!”

“Mooom!” Ben yelled. “I really have to go!”

“Just try and hold it honey!” said his mom. “I'll be out in a minute.”

Ben tried to hold it. It was a fun idea at school, but for some reason having an accident at home seemed less ideal. It was a futile effort though, and soon he began to let out little spurts of pee into his underwear. “N-no!” he shouted and pressed his hands against his penis, but only accomplished getting his hands wet. He slumped to his knees as he helplessly peed his underwear. The warm urine trickled down his legs and puddled on the floor. Then he let out a loud fart and gasped. “Not this!” he screamed in his mind, but it was happening.

“Mooom! I'm gonna poop!” he shouted. He held it as best he could but his body gave in and he began pushing out a load into his underwear.

Jenny gasped as she watched from behind. She saw the puddle growing under him and the lumps plopping into the back of his undies which had a smiling Pikachu face on the butt. “Moooom!” she yelled. “Benny had an accident!”

“Benjamin!” yelled his mom, still inside the bathroom. “That's the second accident you've had today!”

“S-sorry mom!” said Ben, squeezing out another load. “I couldn't help it! It was an accident...” It actually was an accident this time, and he felt actual embarrassment and weakness from it. He especially didn't like that he had an accident in front of his little sister. In spite of his desires for regression, his regressed emotions got the better of him and he began to cry.

“I'll get a towel!” said Jenny, running to the laundry room and coming back with a clean dry towel. “Come on Benny, stand up.”

Ben stood up, pee dripping down his legs and the rear of his underwear sagging with a heavy load. He blushed and wiped away tears as he watched his little sister sop up the mess he had made on the floor. She was obviously more responsible than he was, even though she was the younger one.

Ben's mom soon stepped out of the shower. “Phew!” she said, fanning her nose. “That's a big stinky accident. Come in and let me get you cleaned up.” She guided the little boy into the bathroom and into the tub. Then she tugged down his underwear, carefully, and dumped its contents into the toilet. “Listen, honey, you've been having a lot of accidents lately. Honestly, I think you may need diapers.”

Ben blushed at the thought of that. “N-not diapers!” he complained, pretending to be outraged. “I'm not a baby!” Meanwhile inside, he was secretly giddy at the prospect. He guessed his previous “accidents” had worked themselves into his current life and was slowly making him actually incontinent.

“You just peed and pooed yourself like one.” she said, cleaning the pee from his little hairless penis and balls. “And it's not the first nor second nor even third time this week. You've had more accidents than usual.”

“Th-that's just because I couldn't get to the bathroom!” Ben said, trying to make excuses.

“A big boy would be able to hold it.” said his mom. She wiped the brown clumps from his butt and legs.

Ben blushed and looked down at his feet. He looked at his little penis which stood up when his mom ran a baby wipe between his butt cheeks.

Ben's mom saw, but ignored it. She had seen it plenty of times now and thought nothing of it. “If it happens again, you're going to wear some protection, even to school.” she chided. “I already asked your father to go get some.”

“Moooom!” Ben complained like a little kid would. “I...won't do it again. I promise.”

“We'll see.” said his mom. “I'm also going to take you to the doctor about it and see what they think.” She soon finished cleaning him up then rinsed him off and dried him in a clean towel. “At least your sister was responsible enough to help clean up the mess you made. Sometimes I wonder who is the older one.”

Ben just blushed more with the towel wrapped around him.

“Here, step in.” said his mom, holding out some clean underwear.

Ben stepped in one little foot at a time, and blushed as his mom pulled his underwear up and over his butt and groin. “Thanks mom.” he said.

“You're welcome sweety.” she said. “Now I think it's time for bed.”

“Y-yeah.” said Ben, heading to his bedroom with his mom close behind. He laid down in his bed and pulled the covers up.

Ben's mom smiled and tucked him into bed. “Night night Benny.” she said, kissing him on the head. “Sleep well.”

“Night night mom.” said Ben. As soon as the door was shut, he blushed and reached a hand down into his underwear, rubbing at his little erection. “I just peed and pooped myself like a baby.” he thought. “I couldn't even hold it for long. Peeing myself on purpose and having that poopy accident at school somehow altered reality when I got younger and made my bladder and bowel muscles weaker. I didn't mean to make mom worry though. I don't like the idea of going to the doctor.” He idly wondered if he would be wearing protection to school, and how that would feel. He kind of enjoyed the thought of it. He continued to think about things and slipped a thumb in his mouth before falling asleep.

WEDNESDAY

Sure enough, upon waking up his bed was wet again. This time it was wetter than last time. “Oh man, guess I need protection at night.” he thought to himself. “I'm a little bed wetter!” He giggled a bit, feeling thrilled at his lack of bladder control. He left it wet and went out of his room in dripping underwear. As much as he enjoyed it, it felt icky and cold and he wanted out of it.

“Good morning Benny!” greeted his sister. He and she were still the same age as last night, although he looked more the part of a baby than a big brother at the moment. “Uh oh, moooom! Benny wet himself!”

“Tattletale! Shouted Ben.

“Benjamin!” shouted his mom, entering the scene to see for herself. She checked his room and saw his wet bed. “You wet the bed? You know the deal we made. Take those undies off.”

Ben blushed and slipped off his sopping wet undies, handing them to his mother. He stood there naked, feeling very little with the scent of urine surrounding him.

Ben's mom took the undies to the laundry room and tossed them into the washer, then came back with what looked like a thick pair of underwear. It was white and had blue stitching to make it look like regular underwear with a fly.

“Mooom!” shouted Ben in mock protest. “That's a diaper!”

“No, it's training pants.” she said, pulling out a baby wipe and wiping his little genitals and bottom clean. “But if you keep on having accidents we will put you in diapers, understand?”

Ben blushed, being naked and cleaned like this in front of his younger sister. “Y-yes mom.” he said shyly. She must have been used to seeing him like this, because she didn't laugh or smile or tease him.

Ben's mom slipped the training pants onto her little boy and tugged them up. “There, try and keep those clean and dry today okay?”

“O-okay mom.” said Ben, wiggling his shrunken little toes on the smooth, cold tile floor of the bathroom.

“You watch out for him, okay Jenny?” said their mom.

“I will mom!” said Jenny with a smile. She felt a sense of duty to help her big brother, and pride that her mom would call on her to do so.

Ben just blushed and got dressed. Today they would both ride the same bus to the same school. Jenny was in a grade below him, but soon that would change.

Once at school, Ben and Jenny walked down the hall. “Okay, try and have a good day Benny.” she said, giving him a hug.

Ben hugged back. “Thanks Jenny.” said Ben. “You too.” He walked further down the hall, looking at the signs to find his fifth grade class. He was now at the age where students were in the same class room with the same teacher all day instead of changing classes. There was less responsibility and more safety for younger students this way. He found an empty desk and sat down. The smell of pencil lead, school glue, and construction paper filled the air, bringing back old memories. The desks were small, but he fit in them perfectly. He smiled and wondered what the day would bring and how things would be once his sister became the older sibling.

Class was pretty boring though, starting with science and then moving on to reading comprehension. Soon it was time for a break and the kids were allowed outside to play.

Ben saw his sister playing on the jungle gym and ran over to her. “Hey sis!” he said with a smile.

“Hey Benny!” she said, hanging upside down. “Wanna play?”

“Yeah!” said Ben happily. He climbed up onto the jungle gym with her and sat on top looking around at everyone on the playground. It was fun being able to play with his sister like this. It was also a new experience since he didn't grow up with a sibling. He felt like if they had grown up together, maybe things would have worked out better.

Some of Jenny's friends joined in and soon they were all playing together. Ben was too distracted by fun to notice he had dribbled a little in his training pants. Thankfully, they were thick enough to absorb his trickles for now. Their playtime was interrupted by the bell, and they all went back to class.

Eventually it was time for lunch. Some of the grades of kids got to eat lunch at the same time, so Ben was able to sit next to Jenny and eat. School was definitely more tolerable with her around.

After lunch it was back to class for some math lessons. Although he was bad at math, even as an adult, he found he knew enough to do the work easily. He thought this time he would show off his skills and be the bright kid in class this time. He was so absorbed into his role that he had almost forgotten about his regression by the time second recess rolled around. He found Jenny sitting on top of the jungle gym again, and tried to climb up to her, but he suddenly felt the familiar tingles. His body began to shrink and his muscles weakened. He looked up and saw his sister grow older right before his eyes as they exchanged heights, though her clothing changed to match her new age. Now she was wearing an Adventure Time shirt and pair of jeans, and her hair style morphed into a braided pony tail. Once again his shoes grew roomy around his toes and his shorts drooped a little. His weakened arms couldn't hold himself up on the jungle gym though, and he let go, landing on his feet and nearly losing his shorts, exposing his training pants for a brief moment.

“Hey Benny!” said Jenny, hopping down from the jungle gym. She was now a few inches taller than Ben.

“Hi Jenny!” Ben squeaked out, sounding very childish. He was now ten and she was eleven. They had effectively switched ages and grades just now.

“Lets race!” said Jenny, running away.

“I bet I'm faster!” said Ben, running after her. He was holding up his shorts to run and giggled as he did. However, his shoes accidentally tripped him up and he tumbled and rolled, landing butt up with his shorts down around his ankles, exposing his training pants to a nearby group of kids who began laughing at him.

“Hahaha! Look at the diaper baby!” said one of the bigger boys.

“Oh man, that kid wears diapers!” said another.

Ben rolled over and sat up, sniffing a bit. His hands and knees stung a bit from hitting the dirt ground. His regressed emotions reacted to his tumble and he began to cry softly.

“Crybaby diaper pants!” teased the kids.

“Hey!” shouted Jenny. “Stop picking on him! He's my little brother!”

“Do you change his diapers?” one of the kids yelled as a tease.

Ben just blushed and felt a sudden powerful urge to use the toilet. “Jen-ny!” he called out.

Jenny walked over to Ben and helped him up. “Are you okay?” she asked. She seemed much more mature than him now.

“Uh huh.” Ben sniffled. “But now I gotta...” He froze and suddenly his bowels loosened and he bent his legs a little, grunted and pushed out a large load of poop into his training pants while the other kids watched and laughed. He felt the first load land in his training pants, followed by a few more, making them droop and sag low.

“Oh man, the little baby is pooping his diapers!” shouted one of the kids.

“What's a baby doing here?” asked one of the children.

A moment later, the front of Ben's training pants began to darken and yellow as he soaked himself as well. He looked down at them and saw, blushing brightly.

“Look! He's peeing too!” shouted another. “He really is a little baby!”

“Ba~by! Ba~by! Ba~by!” the other kids teased in a sing-song-y manner.

Ben blushed, secretly enjoying the embarrassment. The smell of urine and poop surrounded him. “Waaaa! Jenny!” he cried out, half-pretending to be upset.

“Come on Ben.” said Jenny. “I'll help you to the nurse's office.” She offered her hand to Ben.

Ben looked at her and smiled a little, accepting her help. He pulled his shorts up and waddled, with a load bouncing around in his training pants, to the nurse.

“Uh oh!” said the nurse. “Did Benny have another accident?”

“Another accident?” Benny wondered. “Am I that kid who has accidents in class now?”

“Yeah, he did.” said Jenny, patting Ben's shoulder. “This time it was a big one.”

“Benny?” the nurse scolded. “You're supposed to know better.”

“I just...wanted to play!” said Ben, doing his best impression of a whiny kid. “I had to poop but I thought I could hold it until after recess. I just wanted to play with Jenny but I...hadda accident. The other kids made fun.”

“Well, come on and we'll get you cleaned up.” said the nurse. “Luckily your mother thought to drop off some spare training pants for you the other day. Jenny, you go on back to class.”

“Okay, thanks.” said Jenny. “Bye Benny! Don't cry!”

“Bye Jenny.” Ben said blushing. Was he a crybaby now too? He certainly felt babyish as he was undressed by the nurse.

She removed his shoes, which were now a size too big, and tugged down his shorts, exposing his soiled training pants. “These look too big for you.” said the nurse. “I wonder why your mom dressed you in a size too big.” She gently pulled down his cloth training pants, working it down his legs and off his feet. “You sure did a number on these. This is the biggest accident you've had yet.” she said. “Usually you only tinkle a little and maybe have a smear of poop in your training pants. This is a full on soaking and big messy load.”

Ben blushed as he was told how he used to soil his pants. Now he had a history of this apparently, when he didn't during his first childhood. He blushed and tried to cover his front but the nurse just brushed his hands away.

“It's okay Benny.” she said. “Nothing I haven't seen before. Just let me get you clean and you can go back to class.”

“O-okay.” said Ben. He snuck a thumb into his mouth, feeling more babyish than ever as she cleaned the sticky brown clumps from his bottom. He blushed deeply when she worked a baby wipe between his butt cheeks. Once he was clean, he was dressed in clean dry pair of training pants and redressed. To his surprise, his clothing now fit. He guessed the act of someone taking his clothes off and putting them back on was enough to reset them to his current size.

The nurse smiled and patted him on the head. “There, that wasn't so bad now was it?” she said. “Now go on back to class.”

“Okay, thank you.” said Ben blushing. He walked back to the class room feeling the bulk between his legs and hearing the slight rustle sound they made. He was now in the class his sister was in earlier today, fourth grade. Some of the kids in the class had seen his little accident and were giggling a bit when he walked in. He took a seat and could hear them whispering about diapers and how he peed and pooped himself. He wanted to just go ahead and be a baby already. That way he wouldn't be made fun of for his accidents. He could be at home instead, or at a daycare playing all day.

After class was over, Jenny found Ben and made sure they both got on the bus together. She held his hand and sat by him as they rode home. Their mother was waiting for them when they got there.

“Ben! Jenny!” said their mom. “Welcome home! The nurse called and told me what happened. Looks like putting you in training pants was a good idea.

Ben just blushed and nodded, taking off his shoes.

“Good girl Jenny, for taking care of your little brother.” said their mom, patting her on the head. “I'll have to reward you later.”

“Heh, she's older and still getting the better treatment.” thought Ben. “Sorry mom.” he said.

“It's okay dear.” said his mom. “I think I should make an appointment for you to see a doctor though.”

“No doctors...” said Ben. “They're scary.”

“Now Ben.” said his mom. “You have to be a big brave boy for me okay? If the doctor can fix what is wrong, you won't need diapers anymore. You want that right?”

He didn't want that, but he nodded anyway. “Not diapers.” he said. “Training pants.”

“Right.” said his mom, patting him on the head. “Training pants. That's what mommy meant. Now you two go play while I make dinner.”

“Come on Benny!” said Jen. “Lets play!” She smiled and walked outside to the back yard barefoot.

Ben smiled and joined her.

“Here, let's take those off.” she said, helping him take his little socks off. “Don't want to get them dirty.

Ben blushed and looked down at his feet. They looked so small now. He wiggled his little toes in the grass and dirt. It had been a very long time since he played like this.

“Come on! I'll push you in the swing!” said Jenny, smiling and running over to the swing.

Ben nodded and followed, sitting down. “Thanks Jenny!” he said. It felt as if she were more than just a year older than him. She was treating him like he was much younger, but he loved it. Swinging in the swing and feeling the wind on his face and hair made him smile. It felt so freeing being young again and having fun.

Soon it was time for dinner and the two washed their feet off with the water hose and went inside. Everyone sat at the table and ate without incident.

“I heard you had another accident at school today.” said their father. “You really should try harder to hold it son. You're not a baby anymore.”

“Sorry dad.” said Ben, looking down at his food. He didn't want to look his father in the eye.

“Good thing your sister was there to help.” said his father. “She won't always be around to help you though. You need to learn to help yourself and be a big boy. You can't be wearing diapers to work when you're older.”

“I know dad.” said Ben. Though the thought of having a job where he could wear diapers to work was a fun one. He continued to eat and feel ashamed, then went to his room and pretended to do his homework. It was a bunch of math problems, so he just filled in random numbers. For his literature homework, he just wrote down silly answers without looking anything up, figuring it wouldn't matter soon anyway. He was already in a bad mood from the scolding his father gave him. Instead he just went into the living room, sat on the couch and watched some TV. His parents were still at the kitchen table talking about something. Probably him and his accidents. The images on TV seemed to slow down and garble all of a sudden, and he felt the familiar tingles of regression rushing through his body. Once again his height lowered and his clothing drooped. The couch seemed to grow under him. He watched as the world around him grew and change. It made his head feel all funny seeing the world around him adjust to his new age while he looked down at his body getting younger and smaller. Pictures on the wall changed to ones of him playing with an older Jenny, and a picture of her winning some sort of school award. He sucked on his thumb and felt his crotch become warm and wet.

“I barely felt the need to go.” he thought to himself. When he stood up off the couch, his shorts fell down, revealing his slightly over-sized training pants that had faded wetness indicators on the front. Gravity seemed to do its thing, and he felt the urge to poop. Instead of rushing to the toilet he just stood there to see how long he could hold it. Turns out it wasn't long, and he felt a slippery feeling between his cheeks, then he squatted and grunted, pushing out another load.. The smell didn't bother him as much now. It was starting to become a common scent he associated with training pants and regression. It actually felt kind of nice and freeing. Curious, he sat on the floor and felt the squishy warm poop spread around his bottom. He giggled a little and rocked back and forth in it some while sucking his thumb. He felt like such a baby. The It didn't take long for his mom to pick up the scent.

“Benjamin!” his mom shouted. “Did you poop yourself again?”

Ben blushed red and looked up at her, getting caught in a very childish act. “M-mommy!” he squeaked, sounding even younger with a thumb still in his mouth. “Y-yeah, I did. Sorry mom.” He stood up and tugged at his training pants, looking down at the floor pretending to be ashamed.

Ben's mom looked at her little boy with worry, but also with love. He was nine years old but looked just like he did when he was a toddler, standing there sucking his thumb and wearing loaded diapers. His cute little face made her heart melt. She was confused as to why he was wearing such large clothing, but shrugged it off. “Aww, honey.” she said. “It's okay. Lets get you cleaned up.” She helped him up off the couch, careful not to let his training pants slip down.

Ben felt the poopy training pants clinging to his bottom as he waddled to the bathroom with his mother. He was glad he didn't have to clean it up. Being messy had seemed to gross to him before, but now it just felt babyish. His clothing was carefully stripped from him and he stood naked while his mom ran some bath water. He blushed as she wiped his butt free of poop with a few baby wipes and made sure he was free of the sticky brown mess. Then she added some bubble bath to the water and then held Ben's hand as he stepped in.

“Now you play for a bit and I'll be back to bathe you.” she said, walking out to wash his poopy training pants and other clothes.

“You baby him too much.” said Ben's father to his mother. “He's just doing it for attention.”

“No, he's not.” argued Ben's mom. “You know the doctor said his bladder and bowel muscles are under developed. They ran tests! He needs support, not punishments.”

“He needs help.” said Ben's dad. “He's behind at school. His grades are so bad they're considering putting him in a special class. His incontinence just adds more to the problem.”

“I'll see if I can hire a tutor or something.” said Ben's mom. “But he may be...disabled. The doctor needs to run more tests to make sure, but I hope that isn't the case. I just feel so bad for our poor boy. Jenny has done so well at school and in helping us with him.”

“She's my special little girl.” said Ben's dad. “I am thankful for that at least.” He sighed and went to sit down in his living room chair. He just wanted his little boy to grow up normal, and was afraid it would reflect badly on him at work and in society. His poor grades were a bad enough indication, but early childhood incontinence could set him back dramatically in life.

Meanwhile, in the tub, Ben looked down at himself in the bubbly water. He was completely clueless as to the conversation his parents were having. “I'm nine again. Back in single digits.” he thought to himself as he examined his small pink hands regressed body. He was gaining a bit of baby fat around his tummy and legs. He leaned back and poked his little wiener up through the water, giggling to himself. It was so small now, just over three inches long. He began exploring himself in the warm bubbly water. Whenever his mom or someone would walk by, he would lower himself back down in the water and continue playing where no one could see. It made him feel all giggly and naughty as he played with himself. He eventually felt the pleasure building up and arched his back. His little hips bucked in automatic response and the intense feeling of pleasure spread through his body. He looked down but nothing came out this time. He knew now he was too young to produce enough semen.

Ben's mom walked in to see him all relaxed in the water. She had no idea of his secret little naughty deed. “Okay, time to get clean.” she said. She stuck a wash cloth into the water and got it all soapy, then began washing his face. She moved onto his chest and arms, then stood him up and washed his little bits, followed by his butt, legs, and feet.

Ben let out a little giggle when his feet were cleaned. “That tickles!” he said in a very girlish voice.

“Silly boy.” she said, then got his hair wet and poured some baby shampoo on it and washed his hair. Then she helped him out of the tub and dried him off in a dry towel.

Ben felt so warm and loved. It had been such a long time since his mom paid him this much positive attention. He smiled and hugged her. “Thanks mom.” he said, sounding just like a little boy.

Ben's mom smiled and hugged him back. “You're welcome Benny.” she said. “Now, lets get you dressed for bed.” She held out what looked like a pull-on diaper. It was much thicker than the training pants and had no underwear-like pattern on it.

“A d-diaper?” he asked. “B-but...”

“I know you don't want to wear a diaper.” said his mom. “But it's only at bed time. Don't worry, no one will see.” She sprinkled some baby powder into it and held open the diaper for him to step into.

Ben blushed and stepped into the infantile garment. It was one of the Goodnites briefs meant for night time accidents.

His mom pulled it up his legs and secured it snugly around his crotch. “If you feel like you have to use the bathroom during the night, don't hesitate. Just get up and go to the potty as soon as you can.”

“Okay mom.” Ben blushed, feeling the bulk of the diaper push his legs apart a bit. It was also embarrassing being advised on how to properly go potty by his mom. “What if I have another accident?”

“It'll be okay.” she said. “You'll grow out of it some day. Until then, these will keep your bed dry.”

“But...okay.” said Ben. He tried to pretend to be disheartened but hopeful.

“Good boy.” she said. “Now, off to bed with you.” She walked with him to his bedroom.

Ben looked around his room which had once again changed. Now it had Pokemon and Spongebob stuff everywhere, and various Fortnite action figures and Nerf guns. He even had a night light shaped like Spongebob. His desk was smaller, but he still had a computer. Then he noticed his bed, which had become a very cool race car bed! He couldn't help but giggle and jump into it. That's when he heard a crinkle and rustle. “Mom must have put a plastic mattress protector on here.” he thought to himself. “Gosh, I'm an actual bed wetter!”

Ben's mom smiled and tucked him in, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Good night Benny.” she said. “Sleep well.”

“Good night mom.” said Ben as she left the room. He smiled, rolling over in bed. He could smell the baby powder coming from his diaper. It was so big and bulky between his legs, and felt nice and warm and cozy. He rubbed the front of his diaper and giggled to himself, then let out a little bit of pee. All this mental and physical stimulation made him feel so good. He slipped a thumb into his mouth to suck on and soon fell asleep.

THURSDAY

Ben woke up and yawned. He felt a familiar warm wetness around his groin and could smell a mix of baby powder and stale pee. It smelled very babyish and reminded him of the times he would have age play sessions with Laura. He got up and noticed how loose his diaper seemed to be. It drooped and hung off his little hips. He looked into his bedroom mirror and saw an eight year old boy wearing a big bulky diaper looking back at him. He giggled at himself, since he looked so silly and cute. The little boy posed and admired his pudgy tummy. His diaper drooped a bit, exposing his cute little dinky, barely three inches long now, and his balls had drawn back up into his body, barely showing at all. Ben giggled and wiggled looking himself over from front to back. This is the sort of thing he had been longing for in adulthood. A fantasy he thought could only be fantasy and never reality. He had shrunk down into a little boy and was wearing a very wet diaper. Standing up caused pressure in his bladder and he felt the need to pee, so he just smiled and pulled it up, then added to his already soaked diaper. He giggled as he heard the trickle and tinkles of pee splash into the already wet padding. It felt really nice and warm, but then it started leaking down his legs and onto his floor. “Uh oh.” he said to himself.

“Benny?” asked his mother from outside of his room. “Time to get up!” She knocked on his door and opened it, seeing her little boy standing there with a drooping and dripping wet diaper, looking at her innocently with a finger in his mouth. “Benny! Your diaper is leaking! Come on, get to the bathroom! Hurry!” She ushered him quickly into the bathroom where she removed his soaked diaper and tossed it into the tub. “Goodness, you sure did pee a lot over night. We have to make sure to monitor how much you drink before bed young man.”

Ben blushed and nodded. “It just started coming out.” he lied. “I didn't even feel like I had to go.”

“Poor baby.” said his mom, cleaning the pee from his little body. “It'll be okay. The doctor told us you can't help it. Your teacher knows too, so if you have an accident in class, just let her know.”

“O-okay mommy.” said Ben in a very small voice. He figured his life had altered yet again to include a dreadful doctor visit or two. He was glad he didn't have to experience them. He was always afraid to go to hospitals or doctor offices.

After his mom finished cleaning him, he was put into a dry, clean pair of training pants with a sprinkle of baby powder, and then dressed in a Spongebob shirt and some dark blue shorts, as well as socks and little shoes with lights on them.

“Have some breakfast with your sister before the bus comes.” said his mom.

Ben sat at the table, and felt very small. The table was much higher now and his feet didn't quite touch the floor all the way. He looked over at his big sister who was now thirteen and was obviously starting puberty. She had grown a good deal taller and was showing signs of growing breasts. Her hair was done up in dual pony tails and she wore a pink shirt and jean dress.

“Good morning Benny.” she said with a smile. “Sleep okay?”

“Good morning Jenny.” said Ben. “Yeah, woke up wet again.”

“Aww, it's okay.” said Jenny. “You'll grow out of it someday bro.” She continued to eat breakfast with her little brother before her bus came. “Gotta go. Have a good day little bro!”

“You too big sis!” said Ben. His voice quivered a bit calling her big sis. She had been a baby just the other day. It was still somewhat unbelievable what was happening. If it turned out to be a dream, he didn't want to wake up.

Soon his bus came and his mom walked out with him, holding him by the hand.

“Okay hun, remember what I told you about the nurse okay?” she said, giving him a kiss on the head. “Have a good day!”

“Th-thanks mom.” said Ben all embarrassed. He got onto the bus, which seemed much bigger and more intimidating now. He didn't want to get on it. He didn't want to go to school, but he had to. Finding an empty seat, he sat down and rode with a bunch of strange kids he didn't know. He felt awkward since the scent of baby powder was around him. He wondered if the other students could smell him. The bus took him to a different school again. One meant for grades kindergarten through third grade.

When he got off, he joined a group of kids waiting out front. Teachers came out and led groups of kids into different classes. Ben followed the one leading the third graders and to his new class room. The building smelled like crayons, school glue, and construction paper, and brought back long forgotten memories of using safety scissors and school glue to make “art” to take home and show his mom. It was a much more soft and sweet scent compared to the previous schools.

Compared to the previous school experiences of the week, third grade was a breeze. They started by reading short sentences and spelling various easy words. “This is so easy.” he thought to himself. “It almost seems too easy.” Ben decided to show off his knowledge and ended up impressing the class with his skills. What he didn't realize was that he was in a special class for slow kids. It appeared as though none of them knew of his potty problems. His teacher was really nice and also impressed with him.

At lunch he got in line with the other kids and picked up a tray with food on it. He sat next to some of his class mates and ate all of his food and drank his milk. He noticed that as he got younger, his meals also got smaller and simpler. Whereas before he would have a meal of pizza with garlic toast and large helpings of fruit and vegetables, now he just had a sliced sandwich with some carrot sticks and apple slices.

Back in class, the teacher let them practice their addition and subtraction, going around and checking with each student. She also made sure to ask everyone if they needed to use the restroom, addressing Ben in particular.

Ben just blushed and shook his head. He had actually wet his diaper, but didn't feel like getting changed yet. As he wrote with his number two pencil, he soon felt the all too familiar tingly feeling. “Here we go! I'm shrinking again!” he thought to himself. His pencil seemed to grow in his little hand and his height lowered by a good two inches. The small desk suddenly seemed larger, and his clothing became looser. His shoes felt very roomy and loose, as if they were untied. He wiggled a little in his seat, feeling his training pants become bigger too. He noticed the kids who had been cheering him on earlier now looked at him as though he was a stranger. Little Ben was now only seven years old. A second grader in a third grade class.

“Teacher? Why is there a little kid in our class?” asked one of the older kids.

“Ew, he smells funny.” said one of the girls. “Like a baby!”

Ben just blushed and suck a finger in his mouth, looking around the class room with a confused expression as he also felt a pressure in his gut. He knew it was coming and he had already soaked himself, so he figured he would just let it happen. He didn't even have to push as his body did everything automatically. He grunted a bit and felt it spread across his bottom and fill the seat of his diaper..

“Teacher!” said one of the kids raising their hands and covering their nose. “He just pooped his pants!” The other kids started giggling and pointing, making Ben feel very little and ashamed.

“Ewww! He's stinky!” said one of the girls pinching her nose.

“Little boy, are you lost?” asked the teacher. “You look too young for this class and...” She paused to sniff the air. “Did you have an accident?” She was very calm and gentle with him.

Ben slowly nodded and blushed, sucking on his fingers. “Uh huh...” he said in a squeaky kid voice.

“There's a baby in class!” one of the kids teased. The other kids giggled and covered their noses to avoid the smell that was spreading through the room.

“Quiet down class!” said the teacher. She opened the windows to let the room air out and walked over to little Ben. “Young man, please come with me to the nurse. She will help you get cleaned up and find out where you are supposed to be. You must have gotten lost after lunch and went into the wrong class.”

Ben just nodded again. “O-okay.” he squeaked. He stood up and his pants fell, revealing his thick messy underwear. The other kids all laughed again and pointed, calling him “diaper baby” and “poopy pants” as he shamefully walked out. Unknown to them, Ben was enjoying it. He waddled awkwardly down the hall with the teacher and to the nurse's office with a load in his pants. At least it was all contained.

“Nurse!” said the teacher. “This young man was in the wrong class. He also seems to have peed and pooped himself. Could you please clean him up and send him where he belongs?”

The nurse looked and saw little Ben. “Oh no, Benny!” she said sympathetically. “It's okay, this is little Benny. He has bladder and bowel control issues. I'll take care of him.”

“Thank you nurse.” said the teacher, and she turned and walked out and back to her room.

“Benny?” asked the nurse. “How did you end up in her class? You're in second grade, not third.” She began to take his clothing off.

“Uh, I dunno.” Ben said softly and shyly. He was used to this nurse treatment by now, but this time she treated him more like a toddler and less like a big kid. It also seemed like she was used to regularly changing his pants. “I got lost when I finished lunch.” He figured he would use his teacher's excuse since it sounded good.

“Well, don't let it happen again.” said the nurse, gently tugging at the waist band of his training pants and looking inside. “Phew! Such a big mess for such a little boy. I know you can't help it, but it must be hard for you.” She picked him up and laid him on a table with a changing pad on it.

Little Ben just nodded and sucked his thumb. The smell of baby powder mixed with his pee and poop made him feel even more babyish, not to mention being laid on what was basically a changing table.

The nurse just smiled and undid the sides of his training pants. “These are much too large for you.” she said. “Plus they're not your usual diaper. Your mom must think you're growing faster than you are.” She pulled the front of his training pants down. They were the kind that could be pulled up, but also had sides that opened that allowed them to be changed like baby diapers.

Ben shivered a bit when his groin was exposed to the cold air. He sucked his thumb and looked down as the nurse cleaned him up with baby wipes, running the wet wipe over his little privates, then lifted him by the ankles and wiped his butt clean. She must have had this cleaning routine down pat because she got him all clean in a short amount of time.

“Okay, all clean.” said the nurse, disposing of his messy training pants. “That's one part over. Lets get you redressed.” She brought out a clean diaper and slid it underneath him.

“D-diaper?” asked Ben in surprise.

“Yes, you know the rules.” said the nurse. “If you wet or mess your pull up during the day, you are to wear diapers for the rest of the day just in case.” She then sprinkled some powder on his front and bottom before pulling the front up and fastening it snugly around his waist with the side tapes.

Ben sat up and felt the bulky diaper he was wearing. There was no doubt, this was an actual diaper, not training pants this time. His continence must have gotten even worse. He was then helped down off the table and redressed in clothing that now fit him. He felt so small and helpless, almost like a baby already.

“There we go. All nice and clean and dry and dressed.” said the nurse. “I'll take you to your class so you don't get lost again.”

Ben nodded. “Thank you.” he said around his thumb. His little shoes squeaked on the smooth tile floor and lit up as he walked with the nurse to his new class. Now he was down to second grade, and this new class room had the alphabet and numbers on the walls, as well as various cartoon characters and brightly colored imagery. Ben shyly walked in and sat down at a desk with a soft crinkle.

“Ben!” said the teacher. “Where were you? I thought you went to the bathroom.”

“I didn't make it.” said Ben with a whimper. The bulge and crinkle of his diaper was hard to miss and the other kids began to giggle a little.

“That's okay.” said the teacher. “These things happen. We'll be practicing the alphabet next. Just do your best.” She always did her best to minimize any student's accident so as not to cause them further embarrassment.

Ben and the other kids were led in a chorus of the alphabet song, then a song on counting to ten. Everything was getting more and more simple and easy. Soon he wouldn't even have to worry about things like the alphabet. He wasn't sure if he would even be able to talk soon. Thankfully, any ill thoughts were soon forgot about as the teacher passed around sheets of paper. Ben looked and saw that they were coloring sheets.

The teacher gave each student a small pack of crayons. “It's time to color!” she announced. “Make sure to color inside the lines for a special treat!”

Ben smiled. He had this. This was easy and fun! He had done this many times while age playing with Laura. Now the crayon felt much larger in his regressed little hands. He smiled and began coloring, but it was harder than he thought. While his knowledge remained, his muscles and motor skills had weakened along with his body. He had to slow down and color carefully in order to not go over the lines. Once he was done, he showed his picture to the teacher proudly.

“Good work Ben!” she said, and put a star sticker on his paper. “You earned this.”

Ben smiled and looked at the shiny star sticker. It made him feel really good to be praised and rewarded for his work.

After this, the teacher let the kids put their heads down on their desks for a short nap.

Ben missed this part of school, and felt like every grade should allow time for naps. As he napped, he dribbled a bit into his training pants. Soon it was time to go home though, and he got back on the bus that brought him to school. He brought his coloring page with him and ran inside once he got home.

“Benny!” said his mother with a smile. “Welcome home! How was your day?”

“It was good!” said Ben. His mom looked so huge to him now. Her smiling face betrayed the fact that she knew of his accident. “Except when I pooped...” He blushed and looked down at the floor shyly. “But I made this!” He smiled and showed her the coloring page.

“Aww, that's great honey!” she said, taking his accomplishment and putting it on the fridge. “And don't worry, accidents happen. Are you still clean? Let me check you.” She knelt down and pulled his pants down, then stuck a finger in one of the leg holes of his training pants.”Hmm, a little wet. Do you want a change now or later?”

Ben blushed, being checked like a toddler. “Um, later I guess.” he said. He wanted to spend some more time wet.

“Okay then.” she said. “Your sister should be home any minute. Why not wait for her in the living room?

“Okay mom.” said Ben. He went into the living room and stripped down to his training paints and socks, then sat on the couch to watch TV, leaving his discarded clothing on the floor. He liked to He watched some fun cartoons and enjoyed not having any homework or anything to worry about.

Eventually Jenny came home and walked in. “Hey little bro!” she smiled, seeing her little brother laying on the couch in his thick underwear which had a faint yellow stain and faded wetness indicators on the front. He looked so babyish and cute. She remembered him running around completely naked at times when he was younger, not a care in the world. No matter how old he got, he would still be her baby brother. She picked up his discarded clothes, used to cleaning up after him.

“Hi Jenny!” shouted Ben, happy to see his big sister he was switching ages with. She was now fourteen and looking much more developed. She wore a jean dress and white shirt with pink hearts on it, and her hair was shoulder length with a flower clip in it.

“How was your day?” she asked, sitting next to him. She knew he had accidents in class and was often made fun of, so school was tough for him even at this age.

“It was okay.” said Ben. “I hadda 'nother accident.” He blushed and looked down at his training pants.

“Aww, it's okay Benny.” said Jenny, running her fingers through his dark hair. “The doctor says you are developing slower than other kids, but you'll catch up. Don't mind those other kids. I'm sure they have accidents too sometimes.”

“Y-yeah.” said Ben. “They're mean.” He smiled up at his big sis. “But I got to color some! Mom put it on the fridge!”

“I saw that!” said Jenny. “Very good staying inside the lines! You might be an artist when you grow up!”

“When I grow up?” Ben thought to himself. “Will I grow up again? Do I want to?” He wondered, not sure about how this wish was working. He leaned against his big sister and sucked his thumb as they watched TV together.

Jenny wrapped her arms around her little brother. He smelled like baby powder, but that wasn't unusual. She enjoyed this scent and it was as if he had always been a baby. In her memory, she recalled his first day of school when the teacher called his mom because he had wet and messed himself. They thought his potty training was under control, but it only got worse. Thankfully, the school had agreed to consider him having a disability and allowed him to attend class while wearing a diaper. Of course, they would refer to it as training pants to his face so as not to shame him too deeply.

Ben smiled feeling the warm embrace of his sister. This was the sort of attention he had been wanting. If only he could get this kind of attention from his parents.

Eventually it was time for dinner. The whole family sat at the table, including Ben's father. He was still concerned about the development of his boy, or the lack thereof. He saw him sitting there in just what he always called a diaper like some kid of big baby.

“Ben, chew with your mouth closed.” his father scolded. If he wasn't allowed to scold him for wearing diapers, he would be hard on him in other ways. They had agreed not to bring up his learning disability in front of him, since they didn't want him to feel lesser.

Ben blushed. He hadn't realized he was chewing his food with his mouth open. The utensils felt so large in his hands now and he had a hard time keeping food from dropping on the floor. He knew his father didn't approve of the diapers, but he didn't care. Soon he would be a baby for real and it wouldn't matter. Remembering how his father threatened to kick him out as an adult and his current disapproval made him hold his father in less regard than his mother.

“Ben did a wonderful color page today.” said Ben's mom, showing the page to her husband.

“Huh, that is pretty good.” he said, finally smiling a bit at seeing some sort of improvement in his boy. “Stayed inside the lines and everything.” He knew he was being harsh, but he only wanted his son to succeed in life.

“Yeah!” said Ben proudly. “The teacher even gave me a star sticker for coloring it good!”

“Well, I'm proud of you son.” he said, finally showing some praise for Ben. “Maybe you'll end up doing as well as your sister! She's gotten nothing but straight As in school.”

“Oh dad.” said Jenny. “He'll do fine I'm sure. He's very talented. Maybe if you were around more you would know that.” It was a slight insult, but she meant it that way. She knew how hard their mom worked to take care of them both while he was at work.

“You know my work keeps me busy.” said their father. “But that doesn't mean I don't love you. I work hard so we can have a home and food on the table. Not to mention more diapers for Benny.”

“Training pants!” yelled Ben. “Not diapers.” He complained, but he did secretly consider them to be diapers. They were thick enough to be so.

“Right.” said his father. “Training pants.” He continued to eat and eventually retired to the living room.

After dinner, Ben went to play in his room. It had changed yet again, and now reflected his seven year old interests like the Marvel animated shows, Ben 10, and Pokemon. There were a lot more toys now, and even some Lego sets. He smiled and sat on the floor, still in just his damp training pants and little white socks, and began to build cars, robots, and other things. Time flew by, and soon he was interrupted by the familiar tingling all over. He looked down and watched as his body shrank and regressed. His legs pulled inward a bit, his feet shrank out of his socks, his height lowered a few more inches, and his soggy training pants became baggy. He felt all giddy and looked down the front of them, smiling at his youthening body.

Looking around his room, he saw his decor change again. His bedding changed to have Marvel characters on them. There were more superhero toys laying around, and some Hot Wheels car tracks. Then he felt the pressure within building. He knew what came next. Without trying, he began to squirt pee all around the front of his training pants. He smiled as he made sure to get every inch of the inside wet. He sucked his thumb as he rubbed his warm wet diaper, then laid on his back and pulled his knees up to his chest. The pressure on his tummy caused him to push out a big heavy load of poop again. He heard the soft toots and giggled as he felt the squishy warm poop plop into the seat of his training pants. He had begun to enjoy the feeling of the slippery warm mess spreading under his bottom. He sat up and wiggled his butt in the squishy, warm, soft mess he had made. He sucked his thumb more and rocked back and forth, in it, feeling so babyish.

“This feels amazing!” he thought to himself as he indulged in his babyish behavior. “I can't believe I'm a little boy again, wetting and messing myself like a toddler!” His mind swirled with childish glee and adult feelings as he rubbed himself through the front of his diaper. He was now only six years old, a first grader in a very used diaper. His mouth felt funny, and after exploring it with his tongue it felt like he was missing a couple of teeth. He got up, holding up his loose, heavy diaper, and looked in the mirror, making a smile. Sure enough, he had a few gaps in his teeth. He was now at the age when he would be losing his baby teeth. He waddled over to his toys and played a bit more in his messy training pants, not really bothered by the smell, until his door opened.

“Benny! Bath time!” his mom announced. Then she wrinkled her nose. “Just in time too it seems!”

Ben blushed and nodded. “I hadda 'nother accident.” he said all childishly.

“It's okay stinky boy.” said his mom, taking him by the hand. “It's bath time anyway. Lets get you all cleaned up.” She led him by the hand to the bathroom while he held his diaper up with his free hand. She had already filled the tub with warm water and bubble bath soap. She gingerly tugged down his training pants, careful to keep its contents within. After she accomplished this, she tossed it into a nearby diaper pail, then cleaned the pee and poop from Ben's little butt. “Okay, hop in!”

Ben giggled and got into the tub. The warm bubbly water felt good on his skin. He sat down and began playing with some bath toys.

“I'll go put these in the wash, then come back to help you bathe.” she said, leaving the bathroom.

“I need help to bathe?” Ben wondered to himself. “Guess I am pretty young now.” The tub was larger to him now, but he imagined how large it would be once he was done regressing. He giggled and splashed in the water, having fun with some bath toys until his mom came back.

Ben's mom smiled at seeing him playing happily and grabbed a wash cloth, then washed Ben's cute little face, followed by his chest and arms. Then she stood him up and began washing his little tummy and groin, then his butt.

Ben shivered and began laughing when she began washing his legs and feet. “That tickles!” he squealed.

“I know dear.” said his mom. “But I have to make sure you're clean all over.” She smiled at her cute little boy. He would always get all giggly like this when she bathed him. Once she had finished, she plucked him from the tub and dried him off.

“I wanna be nakie!” said Benny, and he ran off without a stitch of clothing on.

Jenny caught a glimpse of his naked butt as he streaked by and giggled. “Look out!” she said. “Mom! We've got a streaker!”

Little Benny giggled as he ran naked toward his big sister. The cool air felt good on his bare skin, especially after being in a messy diaper. He ran up and hugged his now sixteen year old sister.

“Jenny!” he said. “I got nakie!” He was using shorter sentences and simpler words now, even though he still knew big words.

“I see that little guy!” she said, bending down and hugging him before picking him up. She supported him with one hand under his little butt and carried him back to their mother who was waiting with a fresh cloth diaper.

“Lets get you ready for bed little jaybird.” said his mom. She took him to his room and laid him on his race car bed. She had an actual cloth diaper in her hands this time.

“No diaper mommy.” Ben complained, pretending to hate it.

“Now Benny, you know you have to wear diapers to bed.” she said. “It's okay, a lot of little boys need them.” She lifted him by the ankles and slid the cloth diaper under him, then sprinkled some powder on it and settled his bottom onto it. “Besides, they look cute on you.” She chuckled and tickled his tummy and sides, making him squeal and giggle. She grabbed a jar of diaper rash cream and dabbed some on her fingers, then rubbed it into his groin.

Benny giggled and wiggled a bit again, feeling pleasant sensations from the attention. “Is this how diaper changes are supposed to feel?” he wondered. It felt different from when Laura did it. More loving and less sensual.

Benny's mom then lifted his legs again and applied some cream to his butt and in between his little cheeks, making Ben wiggle. She always thought it was cute the way he wiggled during these diaperings. She then pulled the front of the diaper up over his tummy and fastened it snugly with some diaper pins. “There, now one more thing.” she said, and pulled out a pair of clear plastic pants. She slid them over his feet and pulled them up his legs, securing it snugly over his diaper.

Ben wiggled a bit in his bulky garment. The plastic pants crinkled a bit. He had never tried cloth diapers as an adult, but they felt nice and bulky and soft. They had a comforting effect on him. He curiously poked at them and decided he liked how it felt. Soft and bulky, like a constant warm hug around his waist.

Ben's mom then tucked him into his bed and turned on his night light before turning out the main lights. “Good night Benny.” she said. “Love you.”

“Nini mommy!” said Benny. “Love you too!” He smiled and snuggled a teddy bear that had found its way into his bed. He curled up with it, feeling the bulk of his diaper between his legs. He felt small, safe, and snug.

FRIDAY

In the morning, Ben woke up and yawned. His bulky diaper was soaking wet under him, and the scent of powder, cream, and stale pee made him smell just like a baby. He got out of bed and stood up, looking in the mirror, seeing that this time he hadn't regressed over night. He was still six years old and wearing a very soggy cloth diaper. It was warm and stained yellow in front. He heard a slight hissing sound and the pitter patter of pee from within his diaper, and realized he had lost more control. Then he saw his door open.

“Good morning Benny!” his mom greeted. She saw him standing there in his obviously soaked diaper. “Oh my, you're a little soggy pants this morning!” She teased him.

“Mornin' mom!” he said, his voice sounding more childish, almost at the toddler level. “I wet lots!” He giggled and held onto the waist band of his drooping diaper. He hadn't shrunk, but the weight from the urine made it sag. It felt good to admit what he had done as if it were an accomplishment.

“I can tell!” she said. “Lets get you cleaned up.” She lifted him up and carefully held him at arm's length as she carried him to the bathroom and put him down on the floor. She slipped his soggy diaper down, keeping it within the plastic pants to avoid any leaks, then began cleaning him up with some baby wipes.

Ben kept a thumb in his mouth the whole time. Once again his mom was cleaning him up like he was a baby, and he loved the attention. There was more of an upbeat tone in her voice and she cleaned him up like a pro, as if she had been doing it for a long time.

Once she had her little boy cleaned, she pulled out a clean pair of disposable training pants. These were a baby blue color and had no “big boy” underwear lines on them. They were pretty much just pull on diapers, but not as thick. She sprinkled some baby powder into them and then helped him step into them. She knew he had a bit of trouble getting dressed, but no problems getting undressed. She would often see his bare little bottom running down the hall after a bath.

Ben smiled up at his mom and held his arms up as she slipped a shirt over him and worked his arms through the sleeves. It was a PAW Patrol shirt with a fire fighter puppy on the front. Then he was put into a pair of tan shorts before his mommy helped him get socks and shoes on. He giggled, still having light up shoes.

Ben's mom then took him into the dining room and sat him in a booster seat at the table. She presented him with some Pop Tarts and OJ, which he quickly and happily ate.

“Morning mom! Morning Benny!” announced Jenny as she entered the room. She was already dressed in some jeans and a powder blue top.

“Morning Jenny!” said Ben from his booster seat. He remembered the situation being reversed at the beginning of the week. He was sixteen and about to go to high school and she was five and about to go to kindergarten. Except he was six and going to first grade and would later be in kindergarten. He enjoyed the thought of that.

Jenny made herself a bowl of cereal and some toast, then ate and grabbed her keys. “Come on little bro!” she said.

“You taking me to school?” asked Ben.

“Yeah, of course.” said Jenny. “You said being on the bus scares you and the kids make fun of you for wearing a diaper, so I'll happily take you there myself.”

“Oh yay!” he said. “I get to ride with big sis!” He smiled and padded over to her.

Jenny smiled and held his hand, walking out to her car.

“Have a good day you two!” shouted their mom from behind.

“Thanks mom!” the kids said, getting into the car.

Jenny had to put Ben into a car seat, since that was the law now. Even though he seemed big enough to go without one, it was still safer this way.

Ben blushed, being put into a car seat like a toddler. It felt a bit small but cozy. He smiled as he rode to school with his big sister as she played some cool music.

Once they pulled up to the school, Jenny got out and helped Ben out of his car seat. “Okay, have a good day okay?” she said. “Remember, if you need a change, tell the teacher. They have plenty of spare clothes for you.”

“Okay Jenny.” said Ben. “Have a good day too!” They both hugged and Ben made his way inside. He was all giddy at the thought of this being his last day having to go to school. Soon he would be much younger than any of the kids here. He'd be a little baby. The thought excited and scared him at the same time. It was finally going to happen.

The teachers guided the kids to their proper rooms and made sure no one was left behind.

Ben sat at a little wooden desk that had pencils, crayons, and other school supplies already in it. It was a stark change from having books and supplies kept in lockers and being responsible for getting to class yourself.

Their first task was to recite the ABCs and then count to ten. The teacher passed out pieces of writing paper with lines on it for the kids to practice writing their numbers and letters.

Ben grabbed his little pencil and got to work. This was simple for him, too easy, but he made it look as if he were struggling like the other kids. However, he finished before the others and when the teacher checked his work, she praised him for how well he wrote. He smiled, showing the gap in his teeth.

“Good work Ben!” she said, patting his head. “You get a smiley face sticker!” She smiled and placed a smiley face sticker on his paper.

“Oh boy! Thanks!” said little Ben all proud. He really enjoyed the praise, even if it was for doing something so simple.

Next the teacher talked for a bit about how to read and pronounce words and letters. It was a bit boring to Ben, who let out a yawn. He nearly fell asleep when suddenly the bell rang.

“Okay kids!” said the teacher. “Time for lunch!” She motioned for the kids to line up at the door.

Ben watched and copied what the other kids were doing. It was then that he felt a dampness in his pants. He had wet his diaper a little, but it was okay. He didn't want to ask for a change just yet. He was led to the cafeteria with the others and they were all given a tray with fish sticks, a tiny serving of mac & cheese, a few orange slices, and a carton of milk on it. Ben sat down and ate his lunch happily. It was a bit more difficult with little fingers, but he managed, although he did get some food on his clothes.

After lunch, the teacher put on a video of CG cartoon characters talking about the alphabet and how to count to five. Ben nearly fell asleep watching the most boring cartoon ever. He kept wondering when his next regression would happen, or if it would happen. Then it was time for recess. All of the kids ran happily outside to play on the swings, slides, and other playground equipment.

Ben padded over to a see-saw and sat down across from another kid. He pushed off the ground and went up in the air, then back down again over and over as both he and the other kid laughed. Whenever he landed back down, he felt his wet padding squish under him.

“Why do you wear diapers?” asked the kid. He was a little boy about Ben's current age with short black hair and brown eyes, wearing an orange shirt and red shorts.

Ben blushed and looked down. Was it that obvious? “Because doctor says I have to.” he said. He figured it was a short and simple answer.

“Doctor?” asked the kid. “Are you sick?”

“N-no.” said Ben. “Just...different.” It was hard explaining incontinence to a child. He wasn't sure if he would even understand the scientific explanation about muscles and control.

“D-do you like em?” asked the kid curiously.

“N-nu uh.” Ben lied. “S-sometimes.” He blushed, deciding to admit it to someone finally. It felt nice to talk about it so openly without being made fun of.

“I gotta wear em to bed.” said the kid. “I kinda like em. S-sometimes.” It seemed like this little boy was having conflicting feelings about his need for night time protection.

“You ever wanna wear em in day time?” asked Ben.

“Sometimes.” the kid said quietly so no one else would hear. “My little brother wears them, but he's a baby. I kinda miss bein' the baby.”

Ben felt bad for the boy. He knew his pain. Maybe if they had met under different circumstances, they could have been fast friends. However, he knew he would soon be younger and the boy would no longer know him. The thought of this made him a little sad. “I kinda feel like one.” he said finally. “My mom treats me like a baby sometimes.”

“Lucky.” said the kid. Soon they were finished talking and Ben went over to the slide and climbed up and slid down. He needed to clear his head after that conversation, and once again it was so much fun being little! He decided to climb up again, but when he got to the top he felt the familiar tingle. “Uh, oh no, I'm up too high and I'm gonna get littler!” he thought to himself, worried about falling. The slide seemed to grow under him as he lost a few inches of height and his clothing drooped. He felt a little fear and began to tinkle in his diaper.

“Come on kid!” yelled another kid below him. “Go down the slide so we can have a turn!”

Ben trembled a bit. His little light up shoes felt like they were going to fall off as he made one more step and sat down at the top of the slide. He wiggled a bit, and gulped, then finally pushed off. It was a long way down, and he let out a little shriek. He landed hard, tumbling forward and losing his shoes. It hurt a little, and he squinted out some tears, but held them back and stood up. That's when he heard the giggling again.

“Look! That kid's got a diaper on!” shouted one of the little kids.

Ben looked down to see he had lost his shorts too, and his wet diaper was on display for everyone to see. Not only that, but it had leaked due to it now being too big for him.

“Eww! He got pee on the slide!” said another kid. “I'm telling the teacher!”

Ben blushed and sniffled, losing himself to his regressed emotions at first, but then his adult senses kicked in and he remembered what he was going through. His childish mind also had an idea of what he wanted to do for some fun. He decided to strip off all his clothes right there on the playground. He yanked off his loose socks and shirt as if to reject the idea of clothes, then let his over-sized diaper fall to the ground.

“That boy just got naked!” yelled one of the little girls. “Teacher!”

Ben just giggled and took off running when he saw a teacher coming. “Can't catch me!” he yelled, running around the playground. He felt the warm air drying his wet skin, and felt dirt and fresh grass under his little bare feet and giggled. He felt so free and happy, being a little nudist.

All of the other kids just pointed and laughed at the little five year old naked boy running around the playground as a teacher chased him.

“Ben! Get back here!” shouted his teacher. “Put some clothes on!”

Ben wanted to be a little nudist on his last day of school. His dwindled muscles were slowing him down though, and soon the teacher caught up picked him up. He squirmed and kicked, making a fuss. He had let his mind go so much that he was actually thinking and acting like his current age.

“You're going to the nurse's office little man!” said his teacher. She carried him, still naked, through the school and to the nurse's office. She put him down on the floor and gave his bottom a little smack. “Calm down little man!”

Ben was surprised at the sudden slap to his behind. He suddenly snapped out of his childish moment. It hurt, but only a little. Even so, he allowed himself to cry like a baby. “Aaaahhhh!” he screamed. “Aaahhaaahhhaaaaa!” He held his little naked butt as if it were on fire.

“Nurse, please make sure he is cleaned up and redressed and back in my kindergarten class room soon.” said the teacher. “I'll have to make a note for him to show his mother.”

“Of course.” said the nurse. “Let me take care of him.” The nurse smiled and pulled Ben closer. She was wearing a white nurse uniform and her hair was long and blonde. Her chest was rather large and she was very pretty. “Ben? Are you okay now?”

Ben settled down and sniffled, rubbing his eyes a bit. “Uh...uh huh.” he said. “I hadda...accident.”

“You had more than that.” said the nurse. “Looks like you got all nakie. I bet you thought it was very funny. I hope your mother doesn't punish you too hard.”

Ben blushed and looked down at his little body. His tummy protruded and blocked the view of all but his toes. His mouth felt different and when he explored his mouth with his tongue and found he now had all his baby teeth back. He wiggled his toes and saw that his feet were dirty from running around barefoot. “Yeah.” he squeaked out. “I wanna be nakie.” He sounded even more childish now, even pronouncing words like a child would.

“Well, you can't go nakie at school.” said the nurse, cleaning him up with a baby wipe. She slid a clean pair of powdered diaper pants up his legs and had him sit down. Gently, she washed his dirty little feet and toes, making him giggle a little. Then she pulled socks onto his feet and slid a clean pair of shorts up his legs and around his diaper, then pulled a shirt with Bob the Builder on it over his head and guided his arms through it. “There, now try to stay dressed for the rest of the day okay?” she said.

Ben nodded and looked down at his diaper bulge. “Okay.” he said. It felt even thicker than before and made him waddle a bit as the nurse guided him to his kindergarten class room.

Inside, other five year olds were busy finger painting at a table. There were no longer desks for each of them, nor any home-brought supplies. There were just short tables, small chairs, a colorful play rug with the alphabet on it, and brightly colored walls with Sesame Street characters on it.

“Welcome back Benny! You're just in time for finger paints!” said the teacher. “Come on and take a seat.” She smiled and helped the diapered five year old sit at the table, then gave him a blank piece of paper and some finger paints. She decided it would be best not to bring up his incident.

Benny was so happy to see the finger paints. He wasn't sure what he should make though. He dipped one of his hands into some green paint and smacked it onto the paper. It felt all wet and gooey and fun. Looking at his hand print, he saw how small it was and smiled. He began smearing green paint on the paper, then smeared some blue paint on it. Finally he added some yellow paint with his fingers and made a smiling sun. It was hard to be an accurate artist with finger paint, so his work actually looked like something a five year old would make.

“Okay class, its nap time!” said the teacher. She went around cleaning each kid's hands and guided them over to some soft blue mats. Each one laid down on a mat and she dimmed the lights.

“Oh wow, nap time!” Ben thought to himself. “These mats aren't as comfy as my bed, but it's better than laying my head on a desk.” He laid there and thought about the day. It sure had been a lot of fun, but after today he would be too young for school. Too young for school. That thought made him grin. The running around from earlier did wear out his little body though, and soon he fell asleep.

“Aww, the little guy is all tuckered out.” said Jenny. She had arrived to take Ben home. She was now seventeen and a senior in high school. She picked up her sleeping brother and took him to her car, putting him in a car seat.

Ben stirred a little, rubbing his eyes, sleepily tinkling in his diaper a little. He saw Jenny's smiling face looking back at him. “J-Jenny?” he said.

“Hello Benny!” she greeted him. “Did you have a good day? I heard what you did, naughty little streaker. Mom's going to be mad.”

Ben blushed and covered his face. It all came flooding back to him. The things he had done today. “I'm sorry.” he said in a pitiful voice. He wondered if he went too far. He didn't consider the fact that he would be punished for it.

“You'll have to save that apology for mom.” said Jenny. She started the car and drove off, heading back home while Ben just looked out of the window and thought about how to spin his story.

Thinking about a looming punishment from his parents brought back familiar feelings of when he was a child the first time. Just like then, his stomach churned in nervous response. Was he actually afraid of what they would do? The churning turned to gurgling and he felt a pressure in his bottom. In automatic response, he grunted and pushed, kicking his legs a bit as he pooped in his diaper. It was an all too familiar feeling to him now.

“Phew!” said Jenny, rolling down the car windows. “A little warning next time okay? I don't want my car to smell like dirty diapers when I go on my date tonight.”

“I can't help it.” Ben said blushing. He wiggled in his seat, smearing the poop on his bottom.

“I know, I'm sorry.” said Jenny. “I'm just nervous about this date.”

“A date huh?” Ben thought to himself. “He had better be good to her.” Even though she had only been a baby just the other day, her treatment of him and their playtime together had forged a bond between them and he didn't want his sister to be hurt or have her heart broken. He knew she deserved the attention now. She had earned it by being a better sibling and a better person than he was.

When they pulled up to their house, Ben felt a feeling of dread. He wasn't sure how his mom would react to the news of his nudist behavior at school. He was taken inside by his sister and braced for his mom.

“Benjamin!” shouted his mother. “Why did you get naked at school today?!” She scolded and looked down at him angrily.

“Um, I, um...” Ben gulped and stumbled over his words. His mother was actually intimidating to him now. “I had ants in my clothes!” He decided that would be the best lie.

“You did?” asked his mom. “Why didn't you tell your teacher that? She said you just got naked and started running around giggling your little head off.”

“Um, yeah!” said Ben. “It was all itchy! It just felt good to get em off!”

“Now Ben,” said his mom in a stern tone. “Don't lie to me. I know how you like to run around naked at home.”

“I...I just...” Ben just wanted to shrink again so they would forget this whole ordeal. He didn't like being scolded. Oddly enough, he felt tears rolling down his face. His regressed emotions were taking hold again. “I wanned to be nakie!” he howled and began to cry. “My diapee was soggy and I wanted to take it off!” He wailed and sobbed in his messy diaper like a baby.

“Oh, honey.” said his mom. Part of her enjoyed the fact that he still wore diapers since she still wanted to have her baby boy to look after. She felt sorry for him though, having accidents in front of other kids his age. It was the little nudist in him that she was currently concerned about. She hoped he would at least grow out of that habit. He had never done this at school before, but was now worried that he would again. “I know you like to be naked, and that is okay when you're at home, but no more doing that at school okay?” She knelt down and hugged him, wrinkling her nose. “Come on stinky butt. It's time for a diaper change. How would you like to go nakie for a bit too?”

Ben sniffled and looked up at his mom. His face was all red and his nose was running. “I...I can?” he said, starting to smile a bit.

“Sure sweety.” said his mom. “As long as you promise me you won't do it again at school.”

“I promise.” he said, knowing he wouldn't be going back to school anyway. He began to perk up as he was led to the bathroom and then cleaned up by his mother.

Ben's mom removed his clothes and gently tugged his dirty diaper down and tossed it into the diaper pail like usual. Then she turned him around and saw all of the stinky brown muck on his little butt. “Oh goodness, you got it everywhere!” she said, and began cleaning his tushie and weewee. She had to use several wipes, and even clean his bitty balls and taint free of sticky poop. “I swear, you do this on purpose to give me more work to do.” She teased him.

Benny giggled a little. “Sorry mommy.” he said in the cutest voice he could muster. He was glad his “punishment” was over.

Once she finally had him completely clean, she playfully smacked him on the rear. “Okay, go play!” she said. She knew that since he had just emptied himself out, he likely wouldn't potty again until after dinner.

“Yay!” Ben cheered and began running around the house naked. He jumped up onto the couch and bounced around, wiggling and giggling. “Wheeeeee!” He bounced off and landed on the floor, then held his arms out to his side like an airplane. “Vrooommmmm!” Making plane noises, he zoomed around the house. He loved the feeling of the air on his privates.

“Uh oh!” said Jenny, standing in his way. “It's the nakie plane!” She chuckled and picked him up, blowing raspberries on his tummy.

Benny kicked and squealed with laughter, feeling so small and free. He wiggled and tried tickling her, but it was no use.

Jenny held him out and ran down the hall with him. “Here comes the nakie plane, flying through the sky!” she said, zooming him up and down in the air and around the house.

Ben giggled and held his arms out, keeping his legs and feet out straight like a plane, with his little dinky as landing gear. “Wheeeee! Yay!” little Ben cheered.

Jenny always had fun playing with her little brother. She remembered him always loving to be naked, even often taking his diaper off when he was a toddler. It seemed like as soon as he learned to take off his clothes, he was doing so frequently. It was okay though, she found it adorable and had a lot of photos of him to show any future girlfriends. Eventually she sat him back down. “Okay little bro, I'm going on my date.” she said. “Wish me luck!”

“Good luck sis!” said Ben waving to his older sister. He watched out of the window as she got in her car and drove off. Then another car drove up. It was their father.

“I see Benny decided to be naked again.” said Ben's father after walking though the front door.

“Yes, he's my little nudist.” said his mom. She decided that she would tell him about Benny's little nudist event later. She didn't want him to yell at her little boy.

“So long as he doesn't have any accidents.” said his dad. “I guess it's good for his skin to get some air sometimes anyway.”

Ben giggled and ran up to his dad, hugging his leg. He wanted to try and get some actual loving attention from him for once. “Hi dad!” he said happily. He was so little compared to his dad now. When he was twenty they were the same height, but now his head barely came up to his dad's waist.

Ben's dad's heart melted at the sight. “Oh, come here you little cutie.” he said, picking him up. “Who's my little naked man?”

“Hehehe, I am!” said Benny. “I'm ya nakie man!”

“You're a nakie BOY.” said his father chuckling. “When you're a man, you have to wear clothes, okay?”

“Okay daddy!” said Ben. He happily wiggled in his father's arms. He had no memories of ever being held by him like this before. It felt..nice.

His dad then put little Benny down and went to sit in his chair in the living room. “Go on and play until dinner is ready.” he said.

“Okay!” said little Ben. He padded down the hallway and felt the slick smooth floor sticking to his bare feet. He went into his room and looked around. It was so big now, and there was something new. It was a tall wooden table about his height. It had diaper supplies underneath it. It was a changing table! He smiled, looking at it and thinking about being placed on it for a diaper change like a real baby. He also saw a small plastic training potty and stuck his tongue out at it. His bed now had Arthur bedding on it and plushes were strewn about. He saw a super hero cape and put it on, then pretended to fly, having a lot of fun.

Ben's mom entered his room and smiled seeing him play all naked as a jaybird. “Oh Ben?” she said. “How would you like to eat out tonight? Maybe McDonald's?”

“Oooh, McDonald's!” Ben said happily. “Yeah! Wanna get a Happy Meal!” He giggled and clapped, hopping up and down.

“You'll have to put some clothes on, okay?” said his mom. It was more a way of getting him to wear clothes for dinner than anything.

“Okay mom!” said Ben. He could have plenty of nakie time later anyway, and if things when the way he thought they would, he would be needing to wear a diaper at least.

His mom picked him and placed him on the wooden changing table. She smiled down at her little nude boy and pulled out a white disposable diaper with blue wetness indicator lines on it, sized for boys his age.

“Wow, an actual disposable diaper!” thought Ben. “It looks pretty thick too. Did I fail potty training that badly?” He blued and looked down as his mom lifted him by the ankles and slid the open diaper underneath him. He didn't protest this time since it seemed like his usual attire now.

Ben's mom sprinkled some baby powder on the diaper and onto Ben's butt and privates, then settled his hiney on the diaper and pulled the front up between his legs and fastened it snugly with the refastenable tabs. “There, my little boy is all diapered up.” she said, picking him up and patting his diapered rear.

Ben giggled and hugged his mom. “Thanks mommy!” he said. It felt so good to be getting this kind of attention from her.

Ben's mom smiled and hugged him back. “You're welcome sweety.” she said, then slid some plain white socks on his little feet, and pulled up a pair of blue shorts around his diaper. Next she slid a Spider-Man shirt over his head and threaded his arms through the sleeves and finally she slipped some little Spider-Man themed Velcro sneakers onto his feet.

Ben giggled and kicked his little feet. All this attention and childish clothing made him feel so small and loved. “Yay!” he cheered.

Ben's mom then held his hand as she walked to the car with him and his father. She put him into a car seat and strapped him in, then got in herself.

“If you're good, we'll take you to the store to get a toy after dinner.” said Ben's father. He would often offer rewards to try and get Ben to be good and hopefully not have accidents, even though those were pretty much unavoidable.

“Yay! A toy!” said Benny. “I'll be good!” He couldn't wait to browse the toy aisle as a little kid and pick out an actual toy to play with.

Ben's dad drove them up to McDonald's and his mom got him out of the car, then held his hand as they walked inside. The smell of burgers and fries filled his nose. Normally he didn't care for McDonald's but as a kid it was very enticing. He even drooled a little.

“Okay sweety, what kind of Happy Meal do you want?” asked his mom.

“Ummm, chicken nuggets!” shouted little Benny. “With fries and soda!”

“Okay dear.” she said, and ordered their food. She sat down at a table and pointed outside. “Want to go play on the play place?”

Ben looked outside at the massive plastic castle structure. It had stairs, a rope net, rotating blocks, a clear plastic window to look out of, and a slide. “Oooh, yeah!” he said excitedly.

“Take your shoes off.” said his mom.

Ben quickly yanked his shoes off and ran outside to the fun little play area. There were a few other kids there. One looked to be about his age, and another looked to be around two and thickly diapered. Ben giggled and climbed into the play place. It looked so small when he was an adult, but now that he was little it seemed perfect. He crawled up through the plastic castle and onto the net, looking down at the floor. It was a big high up, but he knew he couldn't fall, so he kept going. He played with the rotating blocks, spinning them and giggling. He looked out of the plastic window and waved to his mom who waved back. Then he walked over to the slide, sat down, and slid down, landing on the soft padded floor and his soft padded rear. A bit of baby powder poofed out from his diaper and the scent filled the air. The older kid saw and giggled, but didn't say anything. Ben just smiled and blushed, then got up and did it all again.

Not long after, Ben's dad brought their food out to their table and his mom came and got him.

Ben sat in a booster seat and began eating his meal. The chicken nuggets were perfectly sized for his little fingers, and he dipped them in sweet and sour sauce, then devoured them. He smeared his fries in ketchup and scarfed those down too, then drank his soda. Inside the Happy Meal box was a little toy Pokeball. He smiled and played with it, opening and closing it over and over, but his face was covered in sauce and ketchup. He heard a click and looked up to see his mom holding her phone. She had taken a picture of him.

“You're adorable Benny.” said his mom, wiping his face and hands clean with a wet wipe.

Ben just smiled and giggled. “I'm adorable!” he repeated. “Does that mean I was good?”

“Yes, you've been very good.” said Ben's father. “Now lets go get you a toy as a treat.”

“Yay!” Ben cheered, throwing his arms up in the air. “New toy!”

His mom carried him to the car and they drove down to the store. There she held his hand and walked to the toy section. “Okay dear, pick out something you want, but nothing too big or expensive.” she said. “Remember, you'll be getting lots of toys on your birthday this Sunday.”

Benny looked around at all the fun toys. Most of them were high up on shelves that he couldn't reach. He saw many fun looking action figures, play sets, robots, and vehicles. All of them were so shiny and new. A lot of them were out of his age range now though. His little shoes squeaked as he made his way to the section for younger kids. There he saw a cool Playskool Transformer. “Oooh, I want that!” he said pointing at it.

His mom picked it up and handed it to him. “Is this what you want sweety?” she asked.

“Uh huh!” said Ben happily. He looked at the toy in his little hands and became excited to play with it. It even had lights and sound! He walked around the store with it as his parents did some more shopping, pressing the button to make it light up over and over again. He felt his diaper become warm in front and giggled. He really couldn't even tell when he had to use the bathroom anymore. The diaper expanded, soaking up his urine, and made him feel even more babyish as it forced his legs apart a little.

After checking out, he was placed back in the car seat with his new toy. He continued to play with it until he felt a shiver run down his spine. His car seat and clothing suddenly felt roomier as he shrank a few inches and his gut suddenly rumbled. “Uh oh!” he said in a small voice to announce his incoming accident. He grunted and pushed and soon he felt the familiar sensation of warm slippery poop oozing from his bottom. He giggled a bit and kicked his little feet, making his shoes fall off.

Ben's mom wrinkled her nose. “Phew! So much for a poop-free drive home.” she teased.

Ben's dad rolled down the windows. “Those chicken nuggets must have gone right through you champ!” he said. He felt bad for his little boy still having bladder and bowel issues at age four, but figured he would grow out of it next year before he started school.

Ben blushed and giggled. “I did a poo poo!” he announced, then a steady stream of pee began erupting from his little penis, which was absorbed by his thirsty diaper. “And I did a pee pee!”

“It's okay kiddo!” said his mom. “We'll get you all cleaned up so you can play with your new toy when we get home.”

Ben smiled and wiggled his little tushy in his messy diaper, his enjoyment of them growing. As babyish as it made him feel, he knew soon he would be a baby for real. The thought of that made him very happy and excited.

Once they were home, Ben's mom carried him inside and into his bedroom. She stripped him of his clothes and laid him on the changing table, undoing the tabs on his diaper and opening up. “My little man sure poops a lot!” she teased, grabbing a baby wipe. “You even got some on your weewee!” She smiled and cleaned his little dinky, pulling back the foreskin to clean around his tip.

Ben giggled and let out a tiny squeak. His little tip was even more sensitive now and made him wiggle about uncontrollably. “I sowwy mama.” he said in a tiny adorable voice.

“Aww, it's okay baby.” she said. “Mommy knows you can't help it.” She lifted him by the ankles and cleaned his little butt free of brown mess, then tossed his dirty diaper in the diaper pail and carried him naked into the bathroom. There, she bathed him as she had done many times, then dried him off and let him go play naked with his new toy.

Ben smiled and sat on the floor of his room all naked with his new toy in front of him. He smiled and pushed the buttons, making it transform, light up, and make sounds. Once again his room had changed, and he now had PAW Patrol bedding and posters, as well as some Duplo blocks and a round plastic toy box. He would occasionally make sure no one was looking then tug at his little weewee. It felt so small and fun to play with. He got on his hands and knees, pushing the transformed car round a play room rug in his room with his little nude rear up in the air. He heard another click and turned around to see his mom with her phone out again, taking another picture.

“Hi mommy!” he smiled and waved at her. “You wike my butt?” He giggled and patted his little butt with his hand. It had become difficult for him to pronounce Ls and Rs properly and he sounded very much like a toddler.

“Yes I do sweety!” said his mom. “It's a cute little butt! But now it's time to put that butt into a diaper for bed time.”

“Aww, okay mama.” he said, holding his arms up to her.

Ben's mom smiled and picked up her nude little guy and laid him on the changing table. She pulled out another diaper, this time a size seven Pampers over-night diaper with moons and clouds on it. She lifted Benny by the ankles and slid the open diaper under him, then applied diaper rash prevention cream onto his little weewee, balls, and butt crack.

Benny wiggled and giggled when his mom rubbed the cream in. It felt so good on his soft skin.

Benny's mom then applied some baby powder to the diaper and his crotch and pulled the diaper front up snug and fastened the tabs on the sides. “There we go, all snug and comfy in dry diapees.” she said, picking him up and giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Benny smiled and hugged back. “Fankoo mama!” he said with his toddler lisp.

“You're welcome baby.” she said, and then laid him down in his little bed, tucking him in for the night. “Good night Benny.” she said, turning off the lights and turning the night light on, leaving the door slightly cracked.

“Good night mama!” said Ben. He snuggled with a Bluey plushy and crinkled happily in his diapers. He felt like a baby and wasn't even a baby yet! Then he wondered about all the limitations that would bring. Would he be able to walk or talk or eat solid food? He wondered as his eye lids grew heavy and soon he fell asleep.

SATURDAY

Benny awoke early in the morning. He sat up and yawned and immediately noticed something was different. His bed was no longer a race car, but a bed with short rails on the side by his head but not his feet, and bars at the top and bottom. Obviously this was a bed meant to keep toddlers from rolling off onto the floor, but not quite a crib. He pulled his Bob the Builder covers off and saw his over-night diaper clung loosely to his hips. He had grown down again as he slept, now just a little three year old boy. His diaper was completely soaked with urine, so he slipped out of it, leaving it on his bed. He giggled and climbed down from his bed and looked into his floor mirror. He saw himself as a naked toddler with a pudgy tummy, stubby legs, chubby cheeks, and a tiny penis, barely an inch long. It had gone from a pickle to a popcorn shrimp. He was only about three feet tall now and giggled at how small and cute he had gotten. He idly rubbed at pudgy tummy when heard someone coming, so he tiptoed naked out and to the living room, and hid behind the sofa.

Ben's mom knocked on his bedroom door. “Benny?” she said. “Are you awake?” She entered his room and saw his diaper laying on his bed as if he had shrunk out of it, which he actually did in a way. “Benny? Where are you? Are you running around naked again? You better not poop on the floor!” She disposed of his soaked diaper and began looking for him.

Little Benny had to stifle a giggle. He peeked out from behind the chair and then padded to the kitchen. His little bare feet pitter-pattered on the tile floor. He felt the youthful moisture of his skin sticking to the floor as he went and hid behind the trash can.

Benny's mother came back through looking for him. “Benny!” she shouted. “I can smell pee. Where did you go?!”

Benny grinned, loving this little game, but soon felt a pinch on his butt. “Hey!” he squeaked.

Benny's dad popped up from behind. “I got you little nudist!” he said, picking up his little boy. “Shoo! You smell like pee.”

“Hehehe, I did a pee pee in my diapee daddy!” he announced.

“Hah, I never would have guessed.” said his dad.

“There you are!” said Benny's mom, entering from the hallway. “You little stinker! He was hiding from me. He left his wet diaper in bed!”

“Hahahaha!” his dad laughed. “That's my little boy. Always keeping us on our toes.” He was so happy to have a son after having a daughter that he was willing to overlook his late potty training.

Ben just giggled and looked around. “Whewe is Jenny?” he asked.

“She's gone to college sweety, remember?” said his mom. “She lives far away now, but she'll be here tomorrow for your birthday, so don't worry.”

“Wow, I'm a toddler and my former little sister is now in college.” he thought to himself. “This has been one weird week. Looks like she is doing much better in life than I was.”

“Okay son, lets get you cleaned up.” said his dad. “Then it's time for breakfast.”

“Bweakfast!” shouted Benny. “Otay daddy!”

Ben's dad took him back to his room where he laid his son down on the changing table. He removed some baby wipes and cleaned his little weewee and balls free of urine, then lifted his legs and wiped his bottom clean as well. He wasn't as good at diapering his son as his wife was, but he knew how to do it.

Benny blushed as his father looked at his little naked body. He was used to his mom doing this, but somehow it felt more embarrassing to be cleaned and changed by his dad. Even so, it was nice to have so much positive attention from his dad for once. He couldn't remember being a baby the first time, so he wasn't sure how his dad treated him back then. It didn't matter now anyway. All there was was the present, soon to be past.

Benny's daddy lifted his son's legs and slid a clean size four Pampers Cruisers diaper under him. He sprinkled powder on it and also dusted his little genitals for good measure, then pulled the diaper up between his legs and fastened the Velcro sides. “There we go.” he said. “Now the floors and chairs are safe. Do you want to put on your pajamas or run around in just a diaper?”

“Jus a diapee!” said Benny with a smile. He was glad his dad actually gave him a choice.

“Very well then.” said his dad. He picked up his son and carried him to the kitchen where he placed him in a high chair.

Benny sat in the high chair wearing only a diaper. “This is more and more of a dream come true!” he thought. “I'm a toddler wearing a diaper and actually sitting in a high chair! This is so awesome!” He smiled and kicked his little feet and patted the plastic tray in front of him.

Benny's mom smiled and gave him a plate with a cut up waffle on it, covered in syrup. “Eat up sweety!” she said.

Benny smiled and dug in. He ate with his hands, getting sticky syrup all over his chubby digits and face. After he ate, he licked his fingers and sucked on them until his mom gave him a sippy cup with Winnie the Pooh on it. He tried drinking from it, and found it very easy to do. He tasted sweet apple juice and drank it all down.

“We have a fun surprise for you today.” said Benny's mom, cleaning his little face and hands. “Your favorite babysitter is coming to watch you while we go shopping!”

“A babysitter?” Benny wondered. “I wonder who it is. This will be my first experience with a babysitter as a regressed adult. This should be interesting. Hope they like changing poopy diapers and chasing naked toddlers.” A smile creeped across his face as he thought about it. “Yay! Babysittew!” he smiled and clapped his little hands.

Benny's mom picked him up and took him to the living room where she sat him on the floor in front of the TV. She turned it on and put on the Lion King animated movie for him to watch, then went to call the babysitter.

Ben was distracted by the movie and his chunky plastic toys for a while, very much enjoying his second toddler-hood. He found a noisy busy box and began pressing all the buttons and spinning all the dials on it while giggling. His mind tended to slip into sweet, syrupy toddler-hood at times, and time seemed to pass more slowly. His attention was soon snapped back to reality when the door bell rang.

Ben's mom answered the door and greeted the babysitter. “Oh hello! Come on in!” she said.

The babysitter walked inside and greeted the parents, then was led into the living room.

Benny looked up and saw the babysitter. His eyes lit up and he suddenly had the biggest smile. It was Laura, his former girlfriend! She still had her long brown hair, but had some blue streaks in it, and she wore a denim dress and button up blouse.

“Benny!” said Laura, getting down on one knee to greet the little diapered boy. She held her arms out.

Benny giggled a lot and toddled over to her, giving her a big tight toddler hug. “Wauwa!” he lisped. “I wuv you!” He hopped up and down, so happy and giddy to see her.

Laura picked him up and held him close. “Aww, I love you too little guy.” she said. “You're so cute.” She had been babysitting Benny since he was two and his mom had gone back to work. She used the extra money to help pay for her college education.

“Be good for Laura Benny!” said Ben's mother.

“Don't give her too much of a hard time!” said his dad as they both left.

“So, what have you been up to Benny?” Laura asked.

Tears dripped from Benny's eyes as he cried from happiness. He thought he had lost her forever. Even though he knew she didn't remember him as an adult, she was still in his life as a toddler.

“Aww, don't cry!” said Laura, drying his tears. “Your mom and dad will be back soon.”

Benny shook his head. “Happy cwy!” he said. “Gwad to see you!”

“That's so sweet!” said Laura, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “You'll make a good boyfriend for some lucky girl someday.”

“Wauwa?” asked Benny. “Do you...wemembah me?”

“Of course I do!” said Laura. “What a silly question! You're Benny, a cute little diaper butt! You like cars, toys, and super heroes!”

“Yah, buh...” he said. “I was big befowe. As big as you. An aduwt.”

“What an imagination you have!” said Laura. “I suppose I've put your adult butt in diapers too?”

“Uh huh!” said Benny. “You did! Cause I wike bein in diapees. I wike bein widdle!”

“Of course you do sweety!” said Laura, bouncing Benny a bit in her arms. “Being little is the best! You don't have any worries or responsibilities, you get to play with toys all day, and you get fed, cleaned, and loved every day!”

Ben smiled and nodded with a thumb in his mouth. “Uh huh!” he said. “Ish gweat!”

“But you're not big yet.” said Laura. “Don't be in such a hurry to grow up. I know some adults who would love to be in your place.”

Benny giggled, knowing he used to be one of those adults. He was sad that she didn't remember their time together as an adult, but happy that she had come back into his life. He decided to play along and pretend he was clueless. “Aduwts wanna be widdle?” he asked. “Wanna weaw diapees?”

“Yep!” said Laura. “They would look pretty funny wearing diapers wouldn't they?” She smiled and booped his nose.

Benny blinked and giggled. “Hehe, yeah! Siwwy!” he said happily, then started babbling to her about his fun time last night going to McDonald's and then getting a new toys. He even went into his room and got it and brought it out for her to see. It was for ages three and up so he still had it for now.

“That's a cool toy!” said Laura. “You're a lucky little boy.” She smiled and ruffled his dark black hair. “So what do you want to do now?”

“Umm...” Benny thought about it. He knew what he would really like to do with her, but she wouldn't do that with him now. “Pway Doh!”

“You want to play with some Play Doh?” she asked. “Sure, that sounds fun! I'll even play with you.”

“Yay!” shouted Benny. He wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

Laura went and got the Play Doh from Benny's room and brought it out. She rolled out a plastic mat on the floor and sat with him on it, putting the little canisters in front of them. She took out some purple dough and began rolling it around in her hand, making a ball.

Benny dug out some blue dough with his little fingers, rubbing it back and forth in his hands until it made a string. Then he bent it into the shape of some legs. He got some more and did it again, this time making arms. Then he rolled another piece into a ball and placed it on top.

“Look at you!” said Laura. “You made a little guy! Is that you?”

“Uh huh!” said Benny. He got a small piece of white Play Doh and molded it around his creation's groin, making a diaper. “Wook! A diapee!”

“It sure is!” said Laura. “Good job! Is he going to pee it like you do?”

Benny giggled and nodded. “Yeah!” he shouted. He got a tiny piece of yellow dough and put it on the front of the diaper. “See?”

Laura giggled at that. “He sure did!” she said. Then she took some more purple and made a long body and some arms, then put the round part on it and used the dough press to make some noodles. Then she put those on the head.

“Dat you?” asked Benny.

“Yep, that's me!” said Laura. “Now we have me and you. What else do we need?”

“Umm, a howse!” said Benny.

“Sure, but I don't think we have enough dough to make a house.” said Laura. “Maybe we should make your mommy and daddy.”

“Oh, okay!” said Benny. He took some yellow dough and began making a figure that would be his mommy, then some red dough that would be his daddy.

“Good job sweety!” said Laura. She had been making a figure made of pink dough, and put it down next to the others. “Know who this is?”

Benny looked and thought. Who was missing? Then he smiled. “Jenny!” he said happily.”

“That's right!” said Laura. “Such a smart boy! You miss your sister don't you?”

“Yeah.” said Benny looking down. “Buh she come hewe tomowwow!”

“Yes she will!” said Laura. “Tomorrow is your fourth birthday! Are you excited?”

“Uh huh!” Benny said, wiggling in his diaper. He knew he would getting younger instead. “Gonna be fun!”

“I'm sure it will!” said Laura. She looked down at the adorable little boy wearing just a diaper. His little feet just begged to be tickled, so she did. “I got you!”

Benny just giggled babyishly and wiggled. His chubby baby fat jiggled as he laughed, and his diaper crinkled.

Laura kept tickling him, moving up his chubby legs and to his tummy. “The tickle monster has you!” she teased.

Benny giggled louder, drooling a little and flopping to his back. He giggled, wiggled, and squealed as his diaper grew warm in front. He felt tickles and trickles running down his front to gather at his butt, making it feel warm too.

“Oh my!” said Laura. “The tickle monster made you all wet! Well, that was going to happen anyway. Let's get you into a dry diaper kiddo.”

Benny giggled a bit more, rubbing the front of his bulging wet diaper and laying there looking up at Laura's pretty face. He smiled and sat up. “Otay!” he said, lifting his arms up.

Laura picked up little Benny and carried him to his room, laying him on his changing table. She unfastened his diaper and it flopped open, soaking wet. “You sure wet a lot!” she said.

Benny blushed and nodded. “Uh huhs, my weewee go peepee!” he said giggling. Then his little penis erupted with pee, sprinkling some on Laura's dress.

“Eep!” she yelped, flipping the front of the diaper back over Benny's peeing willy. “You peed on me! You little pee pot!”

Benny just giggled and clapped. “Pee pot! Pee pot!” he cheered. This was very surreal to him. His girlfriend had diapered him as an adult, and now she was doing so again after he became a toddler. He felt his pee stream die down and kicked his little bare feet.

“Are you done now?” asked Laura with a smirk. “Is the peepee all done?” She smiled and gingerly lifted the front of Benny's diaper, taking a peek. He had stopped, so she began cleaning him. “There we go, time to clean the peepee.” She cooed down to him softly as she cleaned him. Somehow, this felt familiar to her, and not because of her altered memories, but because of something deeper.

Benny cooed as well, his little member poking up.

“Aww, how cute.” said Laura. “Happy little weewee.” She smiled and gave it a gentle poke, then lifted Benny by his ankles and wiped the pee from his bottom, then rolled up his wet diaper and tossed it into the diaper pail.

Benny blushed, having his little weewee touched by his girlfriend. She had babied him before as an adult, but now that he was pretty much a baby, it felt even better.”My weewee!” he said, grabbing it with his little hands.

“Now now.” said Laura, moving his hands aside. “No playing with it.” She lifted him again and slid a clean diaper under him. It had colorful alphabet letters all over it.

“Wanna be nakie!” Ben giggled.

“I know how much you like to play nakie.” said Laura. “But I don't want you pottying on the nice clean floor.” She smiled and proceeded to diaper Benny, then picked him up and held him.

“Fankoo Wauwa.” said little Benny, clinging to her.

“You're welcome sweety.” said Laura. “So polite for a toddler.” She held him and patted his diapered rear, carrying him back to the living room and sitting down with him in her lap.

Benny smiled and let out a babyish coo. Making such a babyish sound took him by surprise as it sounded really cute, and nothing like he had ever done before.

Laura smiled and bounced Benny on her knee, hearing his diaper crinkle and loving his babyish giggles and sounds. “Who's my cute little baby?” she asked.

“Me am!” Ben said happily.

“That's right!” said Laura. She kept bouncing him and playing with him, blowing raspberries on his tummy and making him giggle.

Ben enjoyed the entire time with her and was losing more and more of his adult self, giving way to his new baby self.

“Okay Benny, it's nearly lunch time.” said Laura after a while. “I'll make you some food while you play, okay?”

“Okay Wauwa!” said Benny. He sat on the couch and watched cartoons, sucking on his thumb while Laura made him lunch. He found the cartoons to be much more entertaining now. The plot didn't matter so much as the funny lines and colorful characters and backgrounds. The couch was huge and his feet didn't even dangle off of the couch while sitting back. He looked down at his chubby little toes and wiggled them. He knew toddlers and babies stuck their feet in their mouth sometimes and he wondered if he could do it too. To his surprise, his body was extremely flexible and he was able to get all of his toes on one foot into his mouth. He smiled as his tongue explored his little toes and he sucked on his foot, looking like a cute little toddler.

Laura came in and saw the cute display. He looked so adorable. She almost didn't want to interrupt. “Are those toes tasty?” she asked the toe-sucking toddler. “Ready for some nom noms?”

“Ooh, yah!” said Benny, popping his drool covered tootsies out of his mouth and sitting up. “Hungwee!' His vocabulary had grown smaller along with the rest of his body. He knew there were bigger words, but he was having a hard time remembering them all.

Laura took Benny into the kitchen and sat him in a high chair. She tied a bib around his neck and served him a plate of fish sticks and tater tots, along with some ketchup. “Need help or do you got this?” she asked.

“I got dis.” said Benny, eating with his chubby fingers. He noticed he still had a bit of colorful Play Doh under his little finger nails and giggled. He looked like any other toddler sitting there eating. He hadn't had fish sticks and tater tots since he was a kid the first time. He jammed the food into his mouth along with his fingers and he enjoyed the tasty food, but he got a lot of it on his face and hands.

“Such a messy eater!” said Laura, cleaning him up then giving him a sippy cup of fruit juice.

Benny smiled and drank from the sippy cup as Laura picked him up and carried him back to the living room. Together they sat and watched cartoons on the couch until he started to feel sleepy. After letting out a big yawn, his sippy cup slipped from his hand and landed on the floor.

“Oops!” said Laura. “I think little Benny needs a nap!”

“No naps...” said Benny, then let out another yawn. “Not sweepy.”

“You can't fool me.” said Laura. “Though if you want you can take a nap right here on the couch with me.”

“Otay.” said Benny. He did feel really tired. All of his giddy excitement and play time must have worn his tiny body out.

Laura picked up Benny and held him in her arms, with one hand under his little diaper butt. “Good boy.” she said.

This reminded Ben of his adult play time with her a week ago, and a smile grew on his face as he sucked his thumb and soon fell asleep. He dreamed of being an adult, running around naked in the back yard with Laura chasing him. As he ran, he shrank and regressed until he could no longer walk. He fell forward onto the wet grass and wiggled, giggling as Laura picked him up and cleaned his little tummy and weewee. He hugged her and smiled, being her happy, loving, little, naked baby boy.

Laura looked down at the sleeping tot and smiled, stroking his soft black hair. She giggled a bit whenever his little legs would twitch as he dreamed. She wondered what he was dreaming about. Getting up slowly and carefully, she carried him to his bedroom and laid him in his bed, tucking him in, then returned to the living room and watched TV while browsing online with her phone. Soon she heard the sound of a baby crying and went to check on Benny.

Benny had woken up in a very wet and poopy diaper and was crying from the uncomfortable feeling.

“Aww, it's okay Benny.” she said. “Laura is here.” She smiled and picked him up from his crib, cradling him and patting his back. “There there. Shhh, it'll be okay.” She noticed his diaper seemed a bit big on him and was full of stinky poop. “Lets get you out of that poopy diaper.”

Benny slowly stopped crying and sniffled. Once he heard Laura's voice, his mind woke up from the dream. She seemed bigger to him now and he figured he must have shrunk again. “Wauwa.” he said, lisping her name. For some reason it was even harder to talk now.

“That's right sweety.” said Laura, laying him on the changing table. “I'm here.”

Benny wiggled a bit on the changing table. He could smell the poopy diaper he wore and feel the sticky mess under his bottom. “I must have pooped in my sleep.” he thought. “I don't remember waking up to do it or even having to go.” He looked up at Laura cutely. “I poo poo?” he asked in a very tiny voice.

“You sure did kiddo.” said Laura, unfastening his diaper and opening it.

Benny blushed and looked around the room. It was now a full blown nursery with sky blue painted walls that had cloud and circus animal decorations on them. His bed had turned into a wooden crib with tall bars and had a mobile with stars and moons hanging from it. The training potty was gone and the changing table felt bigger under him, as he had lost another three inches of height. “I'm a two year old!” he exclaimed in his head. He looked down at his little naked body when his diaper was opened. His tummy bulged with baby fat and he could barely see his tiny penis sticking out from his chub. His arms and legs were a little more plump as well, looking like fat sausages. He stuck his thumb in his mouth and sucked on it as he watched Laura clean him.

Laura cleaned the brown mess from Benny's little butt, then replaced his diaper with a smaller one that had Cookie Monster on it, powdered, and fastened it around his waist snugly. “There, all clean and sweet smelling again.” She picked him up and patted his bottom.

“Fankoo.” he said around his thumb. Being held like this, he felt so small and looking down he felt a bit of a twinge from being up so high.

“You're welcome!” said Laura. She bounced him some more in her arms and looked into the long mirror. “See? That's you!”

Benny couldn't believe his eyes. He looked so tiny in her arms, just a baby wearing a diaper. He was pudgy and cute. His little face had plump blushed cheeks and a cute little nose. His black hair was short and downy soft. “I da baby?” he asked, pointing to himself in the mirror.

“Yep, but tomorrow you'll be a toddler! Almost a big boy!” she said, patting his diaper. “You'll be three years old and start potty training.”

“Potty twaining?” asked Benny. “Dun wanna. I wike diapees.”

“Well, you'll have to stop wearing them eventually.” said Laura. “You certainly look very cute in them.” She smiled and hugged him.

Benny blushed and hugged back. The line between baby and toddler was a fine one. He felt like a baby for the past few days as it was. Only now he physically looked the part. No one would make fun of him for wearing and using a diaper now. They would think it's cute when he made little messes or tinkles. They would think his nudity was cute instead of offensive. He smiled around his thumb, feeling so happy.

Soon, Benny's parents returned home and interrupted their time together.

“I hope he wasn't too much trouble.” said Benny's mom, carrying in some groceries and other things.

“Not at all!” said Laura. “He was a perfect little angel.”

“Wauwa not go!” cried Benny, clinging to her. Fresh tears streamed down his face.

“Aww, sorry little guy, but I have to.” she said, handing him over to his mom. “But I'll be here for your birthday tomorrow! I'll be here with your sister and your little friends to celebrate!” Laura had become good friends with Jenny and thus a good friend of the family now. They attended the same college, but Laura commuted, still living nearby. When Benny was born, he needed a lot of attention and care. His mom and dad both had jobs, and needed help, so often she and Jenny would watch him together. However, Jenny had gotten a lot more busy lately, so Laura had been babysitting solo.

“You be hewe?” asked little Benny with a sniffle. “Wif me?”

“Of course!” said Laura. “I wouldn't miss it for anything. I'll even bring you a toy.”

“Yay! A toy!” said Benny, now smiling. He liked toys a lot.

“Okay, I'll see you tomorrow!” she said, giving Benny a kiss on the cheek. “Be good okay?”

“I be good!” said Benny, waving bye-bye to Laura. Once she was gone, he felt sad, but also glad that she would be there for his final regression. She wondered how her treatment of him would be once he became a one year old baby.

Ben's dad made sure to hide all the presents they had bought for their little boy. They had also bought more diapers, cake, and snacks for the party. There would be other toddlers there and they would likely be running around, needing changes, and wanting food.

Ben's mom made a dinner of chicken nuggets and veggies cut up for her son's small fingers.

Benny smiled and ate his tiny food happily, filling his tummy while sitting in his high chair. Later, he went to his nursery to play with the toy he bought the day before, but it had changed into a Little People Batman character set, made of soft chunky plastic. It was made to be safe for babies who would likely stick them in their mouths. He decided to do just that, to see how they tasted. They were soft and squishy, but didn't taste good. The feeling of warmth spread across the front of his diaper and Benny knew he had just peed. He smiled and patted the front, which was now yellowed and had faded wetness indicators. He continued to play for a while when his mom came in.

“Bath time!” announced his mom. “Lets get you all clean!”

Benny squealed and giggled, pretending to run from her, but he was grabbed from behind.

“Gotcha!” said his mom, then held him out and made airplane sounds as she took her little man to the bathroom. “Coming in for a landing!” She placed him down on his little feet and stripped him of his sodden diaper, then placed him in a tub of warm bubbly water. She smiled and washed her son's hair and body, wanting him to be totally clean and sweet smelling for the party tomorrow.

Benny giggled and splashed his mommy playfully. The bath tub was even bigger now and could almost serve as a small pool for him. He smiled and cooed as he was once again washed from head to toe, then plucked from the tub and wrapped in a warm fluffy towel. He suddenly felt a need to poop and blushed, knowing he couldn't hold it. “M-mommy!” he said, holding his hands up.

“Yes sweety?” said Benny's mom, picking him up. It was then that she noticed the odd look on his face and his legs scrunching up. She held him out and rushed toward the toilet. “Oh my!”

Benny blushed as he openly pooped while his mom held him. The soft little loads plopped onto the bathroom floor as his mom held him at arm's length.

“Oh Benny!” shouted his mom, quickly holding him over the toilet to deposit the rest of his load. “You just couldn't wait huh? Good thing you didn't poop in the tub or we would have to start your bath all over again!”

Benny blushed as he was held naked over the toilet. He heard a few splashes and plops, then felt relieved. He saw his poopy mess on the floor and pointed at it. “My poo poo.” he said. He managed to accomplish a poop in the potty, sort of. Now this began to feel different than going in his diaper.

“Yes, you did that.” said his mom, carefully wiping his bottom clean with a baby wipe. “Stinky poo poo goes in the potty. See?” She sat him down on the bathroom floor and used some toilet paper to scoop up his mess on the floor. She deposited it in the toilet then flushed.

Benny stood on his toes and sucked his thumb as he watched his little poops swirl around in the toilet before they were sucked into the plumbing. “Bye bye poo poo!” he said with a giggle.

“Oh Benny, I hope you can potty train soon.” said his mom washing her hands after cleaning up his mess.

“No potty!” shouted Benny, and he ran off naked and giggling.

Ben's mom chased him, staying close behind. “I'm going to get you nakie butt!” she said playfully.

Ben just squealed and tried to run faster, but his chubby little legs couldn't manage. He had to hold out his arms for balance when he ran. Then his mom soon scooped him up.

Ben's mommy hugged him and carried him back to his nursery, laying him on his changing table. “I hope you don't do that at your party tomorrow.” she said. “Silly boy.”

Benny just giggled and wiggled. He thought it would be cute if he could run around naked at the party. After all, he would be in his birthday suit. He smiled, thinking of all the cute comments he would get if he did that.

Benny's mom powdered and diapered him in a night time diaper with baby cartoon characters on them, then hummed a soft song to him while tucking him into his crib.

Benny yawned,.The sweet song hit his little ears just right and he soon felt sleepy. “Stowy mama?” he asked.

“Of course sweety!” she said, pulling out a book of Goodnight Moon.

As she read, Benny's eyes began to struggle to stay open. He felt so safe, warm, and loved. The bulk of his diaper between his legs felt so comfy. She read the whole story to him, and by the time she was done, her little boy was fast asleep.

“Good night my baby.” she said, kissing him on the forehead. “Sweet dreams.” She left, turning out the light and leaving the night light on.

SUNDAY

Benny woke up and stretched. He looked around at the bars of his crib and grabbed onto them, pulling himself up. He stood at the side of the crib with a sopping wet diaper. “Mama!” he shouted.

Benny's mommy came in, turning on the light. “Good morning sweety!” she said.

“Mommy!” Benny shouted happily, holding his arms up.

Benny's mom lifted him up and checked his diaper. “Yep, soggy boy.” she said, laying him on the changing table. She cleaned him up and changed his diaper, then carried him to the kitchen, depositing him into his high chair.

Benny sat in his high chair looking around. He drummed his little bare feet on the chair's step. “Mama! It my birfday!” he announced.

“Yes it is!” she said, serving him up some sliced pancakes. “A special day deserves a special meal for my special boy.” She smiled and poured some syrup on them, then gave him a small child-safe fork.

Benny held the fork in his fist and tried using it. His motor skills had deteriorated greatly though, and he kept dropping pieces. “Mama!” he yelled.

“Let me help.” said his mom. She scooped up the pancake and fed it to him piece by piece.

Benny smiled and ate. It was fun having someone feed him like a baby. All this love and attention was the best! His dream finally come true. However, there was one thing missing. He wanted Laura.

Later in the day, after a nap and a diaper change, guests began arriving. It was only about three people, but each brought their child with them. They sat their kids down by Ben, who was dressed in a blue onesie that had “BIRTHDAY BOY” written across the front, as well as a thick diaper and some cute little socks.

Benny looked around at the other kids. They seemed to be a bit younger than he was, but mostly had the same level of speech and coordination, which wasn't much to speak of. He looked at the pile of presents and smiled. He blushed and wondered what kind of cute baby toys were in store for him.

Jenny and Laura arrived together, entering the home and greeting little Benny in the living room.

“Benny!” they shouted. “The birthday boy!”

Benny was so excited that he wet his diaper. “Jenny! Wauwa!” he squealed, holding his arms up.

Jenny picked him up and held him next to Laura.

“I told you we would be here.” said Laura, giving him a kiss on the head. “I can't leave my little man hanging!”

Jenny smiled and bounced her little brother in her arms. She had been very busy with school work and hadn't had much time to visit recently. She remembered when he was born and how hectic of a time it was with her starting college. “Are you happy to see us?” she asked.

“Yes!” said Benny happily. “I wuv you!” he said, hugging against Jenny and Laura.

“Aww, we love you too little bro.” said Jenny. She felt of his diaper and noticed it was soaked. “Whoa, better get that diaper changed before the party.” She and Laura took Benny to his nursery and laid him on his changing table.

Benny blushed. He had never been changed by his sister before, but he remembered having to change her poopy diaper. He kicked his little feet and sucked his thumb looking up at the two pretty ladies. “Pee pee.” he said.

“Yeah, lots of pee pee.” said Jenny, untaping his diaper. “You always pee and poo a lot!”

“He's a cute little stinker.” said Laura, passing Jenny some wipes.

“He sure is.” said Jenny, cleaning his little weewee.

Benny blushed and wiggled. It felt so weird being cleaned by his sister who was the baby not too long ago. She and Laura looked like giants now.

“Aww, look at his blushy face.” said Laura. “Are you embarrassed little guy? I don't know why. We both have seen your little weewee lots of times.”

Benny nodded a little. “Nakie weewee.” he said, wiggling on the table.

“Such a wiggly worm.” said Jenny, trying to keep him still as she finished cleaning and diapering him.

“Lets get you to the party!” said Laura. “They should be ready now.”

Jenny picked up her little brother and carried him to the living room with Laura. There, all the parents had gathered with their kids around the table, and there was a high chairs all around. Most of them were already occupied by little friends. She placed her little bro into his high chair.

Laura smiled and put a little party hat on Benny's head. “Now you're ready for your birthday!” she said.

Benny looked around and smiled. It had been a very long time since he celebrated his birthday with anyone other than his parents, and they weren't much of a celebration anymore. This was a lot of fanfare for a toddler, and he loved all of it. There were baby blue streamers on the walls and balloons in a rainbow of colors decorating the room. A sign running across the wall read “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” on it. Benny could read it, but he knew none of his baby friends could. They were just playing with their party hats.

“Happy birthday to you!” sang Benny's mother, bringing in a small blue cake with three candles on it. “Happy birthday to you!” The others joined in singing.

Benny's heart raced as he felt the familiar tingling. “One more time.” he thought to himself. The room seemed to grow and his high chair seemed a lot higher as he shrank into it. This time he shrank a lot, losing nearly ten inches in height and practically swimming in his clothes. He was now barely two feet tall, and only one year old. His tiny hands were somehow even tinier and pudgier, and his body bulged with baby fat. His plump little cheeks blushed as he looked around. The baby guests were still there, but now older than him. It was an odd feeling being younger than other babies in the room.

“Happy birthday dear Benny!” sang the crowd. “Happy birthday to you!”

Benny looked at the cake in front of him. It now only had one candle on it, and he had one wish. “I wish Laura remembered me being her adult boyfriend.” he wished to himself, then inhaled and exhaled, blowing out the candle and drooling down his chin.

“Yay!” everyone cheered. The baby guests were eager for cake.

“Happy first birthday Benny!” said his mom, kissing him on the cheek. “Oh! My little man is already a year old! Time sure flies.” She served him up a small slice of cake, which he happily ate with his little hands, getting blue frosting everywhere. His mom offered him a baby bottle of milk, which he accepted and started to drink. “My first baby bottle!” he thought as he nursed on it. His mouth filled with cool creamy milk which helped wash the cake down.

Laura smiled and took a picture. Then she blinked, suddenly having a confused look on her face. Memories of an old life with an adult Ben began pouring into her mind. She now had two sets of memories of her college life. She remembered dating Ben and babying him, and how he appeared younger one day, then seemed to disappear from her life, replaced by memories of attending college with Jenny. “Is this...real?” she wondered to herself. “Is that really my Ben?” Her mind swirled and she looked at the baby stuffing cake into his mouth, drinking from a baby bottle, and getting cakey drool everywhere.

Benny looked at Laura and smiled. “Wauwa!” he squeaked out.

“You want Laura to hold you?” asked Benny's mom. “Okay dear.” She wiped the cake and frosting from Benny's little fingers and face, then picked him up and handed him over to Laura.

“Ben?” Laura whispered to him. “Is that really you?”

Ben smiled and nodded. “Yah!” he said affirmatively. “Ben Ben!”

“But, are you MY Ben?” she asked.

Benny nodded and smiled. “We...wemem...bew. We-mem-bew.” he said. It was harder to talk now and make full words, let alone sentences. “Ah...ad...duwt!”

“You were an adult?” Laura whispered.

Benny nodded. “Yah!” he said.

“This is weird.” said Laura. “We need to talk.”

Ben nodded and suddenly grunted a bit. Soft, pudding-like poop began to fill his diaper as did a stream of baby pee. Once he was done, he giggled and kicked his little legs.

“Uh oh, stinky baby!” said Laura. “Don't worry, I'll change him.” She whisked her little boyfriend away to his nursery where they could have some privacy and shut the door.

“Wauwa!” Benny shouted, happily hugging her as hard as his little baby body would let him. “Wuv you!”

“I love you too sweety!” she said, sniffling a little. Tears ran down her face. “My goodness. Look at you! You actually turned into a baby for real!”

“Uh huh!” said Ben, clapping his hands. “Babee!”

“I guess you can't talk very well.” said Laura, hugging him tightly. “It's okay. We'll figure something out. In the meantime, you stink.”

Benny blushed and nodded. “Poo poo.” he said babyishly.

Laura unfastened Benny's diaper and open it. “Oh man, so much poop.” she said. “I know I said no poopy diapers, but I guess I have to take that back now. You just can't help it! I remember all of your poopy diaper changes, even ones I did when you were two and three! This is so weird.”

“Hehe, uh huh!” said Benny. He shivered a little when the cold air hit him, and his little weewee erupted with a fountain of baby pee, getting her wet again.

“Oh my gosh, Benny!” Laura shouted, flipping his diaper back up over his peeing wee. “How many times have you peed on me now?” She smiled and cleaned herself off. “You little squirt!”

Benny blushed and giggled, letting out little squirts of pee each time he laughed. Eventually his little pee stream died down.

“All done?” asked Laura. “I hope so.” She pulled the front back down and began cleaning his weewee.

Benny blushed and cooed as his teeny tiny member stood up straight.

“Aww, look how little your peepee is now.” said Laura, wiggling it. “It seems inappropriate, but you are still my adult boyfriend on the inside.” She lifted him by the ankles and wiped his butt clean, then disposed of his dirty diaper and took off his onesie and socks. “Look at that cute little butt! How about a bit of private nakie time?”

“Yah!” said Benny happily. He looked down at his tiny baby body. “Me see!”

“Want to see yourself?” Laura asked. She turned to face the floor length mirror. “Look at you. Look at how little and cute you are.”

Benny smiled and blushed at the baby in the mirror. This was him. He was that baby. After every thing he had been through, this is the end result. He was a tiny, pink, naked little baby boy. His face was round and chubby, as was his tummy. His hips narrowed a bit at the waist, but his little butt was plump and cute. His chubby legs were thick with baby fat, and his tiny toes were all stunted and chubby. He kicked his little legs then looked at his tiny weewee. It looked like a little acorn sticking out of his pudgy groin, only a few centimeters long.

Laura held and cuddled him. “You are too adorable.” she said. “I miss my adult Ben, but I am so happy to see you so happy.”

“I h-hap-ee wif yoo.” he said, laying his head on her breasts. “I wuv yoo so mush.”

“Oh Benny.” said Laura, holding him close. “I love you too, so very much.”

Benny remembered how he would pretend to nurse from Laura and gently tugged at her top.

“Want to nurse?” she asked, taking off her top and bra. She adjusted her little man so that he could latch on and suck from her breast.

Benny looked surprised at her sudden offer.

“Surprised?” she asked. “You may not know, but I have been your wet nurse for a while now. Your mom can't produce milk for some reason, and she needed someone who could, so I volunteered. I took some pills that make me lactate so I can breastfeed you.”

This came as a very pleasant surprise. He couldn't believe it. After eyeing her nipple, he slowly latched on with his little mouth and began to suckle. Sure enough, his mouth was filled with creamy breast milk. It tasted familiar and creamy, and his body acted on instinct, soon nursing from her as if he always had. His tiny mouth and tongue felt natural nursing on her nipple, as if they were made for reach other.

She rocked him gently and cooed a soft song to him. “My man is soooo little.” she said. “Sooo adorable. I still can't believe you were my adult boyfriend just last week. I can't believe regression is real! I thought it was all fantasy.”

Benny looked up at Laura with his lips still planted on her breast, suckling and swallowing her tasty milk He put his hand on her other breast, seeing how tiny it was in comparison. When he was an adult he could hold her entire breast with his one hand. Now he could barely cup her areola. He was a baby all over, only being adult in mind, and even that sometimes slipped away from him.

“I said you were my baby, and I meant it.” she said, feeling tingles of pleasure from his nursing. “Forever and always, no matter how old or young you are, you will always be my baby. I promise to help take care of you and babysit you whenever you need, so long as I am able.” She rocked him gently in her arms and rubbed his smooth little bottom as he continued to nurse on her.

Benny wiggled and giggled a little, feeling pleasant tingles all over from her gentle touch. He suckled on her breast like a baby, enjoying every minute of the attention and time with her. His little weewee rubbed up against her tummy as they shared an intimate moment. It was no longer sexual, but simply and purely loving.

She continued to hold and rock him for a few more minutes. “I think that's enough. We better get back to the party.”

Benny nodded and let go of her nipple with a wet smack. “Yuh.” he said. He wanted to continue on like this forever, but for now they had to keep their relationship a secret. No one would believe that he was actually an adult in an infant's body, but he didn't want to be treated like an adult anyway. That life was over, and now his new life as baby Benny had begun.

Laura laid her little man on the changing table and got out a fresh Pampers diaper in his size. It was so tiny compared to the adult one she put him in last week. She lifted his chubby little legs and slid the diaper under his butt, then powdered it and his groin, rubbing the powder in good.

Benny cooed softly, enjoying the nice and loving diapering by his girlfriend. This was the life he always wanted and he couldn't believe it had actually happened. “No dweam?” he asked.

“Nope, this is no dream little man.” she said, wiggling his toes. She pulled the diaper up between his legs and fastened the Velcro tabs on the sides, then picked him up. “I know you would love nothing more than to run around naked, but I think your mom would rather you be in a diaper for now.”

Benny giggled and nodded. He had fun nakie time with her just now anyway. “OK.” he said simply.

Laura carried little Benny back to the party and sat him down by his presents on the floor.

“Go ahead and open your presents Benny!” said his mom.

Benny smiled and began ripping at the paper on the presents. They were wrapped in such a way to make it easy for him to open. The crinkly paper ripped and gave way to a colorful ring stack toy.

“Oooh, look at that!” said his mom. “It's nice and soft so you can chew on it and learn to stack in the right size order!”

Benny giggled and patted the box it came in, then moved on to the next. Unwrapping this one, he found it was a classic Playskool Talkie Telephone. It was a toy rotary-style toy telephone with eyes and a mouth that moved when you rolled it. “Yay!” he cheered. “Ahbagoo!” He knew how to talk, but it was still hard to make words. It was easier to just babble cutely.

“I had one of those when I was little!” said Jenny.

Benny opened his next gift. It was a long one. When he unwrapped it, he saw that it was a push popper. “Oooh!” he said with a big smile. This was something he wanted for sure! He got up on his wobbly legs. “Oooh, it's really hard to stand and walk now!” he thought to himself. His legs were much smaller and weaker, and his knees were a little red, obviously from crawling around on all fours for most of his current life. He held onto the push popper and began pushing it around the room while giggling.

“He seems to really like that one.” said his mom.

“That's the one I picked out for him.” said Laura. Somehow she knew he would love it.

Benny opened up more gifts and got some alphabet blocks, wooden puzzles, and more Little People play sets to play with. “Such fun baby toys!” he thought to himself. He was going to have lots and lots of fun. He let the other little guests play with his toys as he chewed on a plastic ring.

“He's so polite, sharing his toys.” said one of the parents.

“Your boy is smart, look!” said another one. “He's already stacked the rings in the right order!”

“Such a smart baby I have!” said his mom. “He's going to be a smarty like his sister when he grows up.”

“Maybe he'll be even smarter!” said Jenny. “My little bro can do anything when he gets older.”

Laura smiled, knowing how he was when he was an adult the first time. “Yeah, he sure can!” she said. She chuckled to herself, since what he wanted to do when he got older was get little again.

Soon Ben and the other little ones were yawning, feeling very sleepy.

“Aww, I think that means the party is over.” said Ben's father. “These little tykes are all worn out.”

“I'll put Benny to bed.” said Jenny, picking him up. She carried him to his nursery “Did you have a good birthday today?” she asked him.

Benny nodded and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He reached up to her, wanting a hug.

Jenny hugged her baby brother and then laid him down in his crib, tucking him in. She even gave him a pacifier which was light green with stars and a smiling moon on it.

Ben sucked on the paci. It reminded him of the baby bottle and Laura's nipple. It was his first paci since regressing, and it wouldn't be his last. He laid there in his crib, relaxing, and feeling his diaper grow warm, and pee dribbling down around his butt. He felt so content and so loved by everyone. Now his wish had been granted. He was the little one wearing diapers and getting all the attention. Part of him wondered about his sister, and if he had robbed her of a childhood by stealing her wish, but apparently the wish had accounted for that and gave her the entire life experience. He still felt bad that she wouldn't experience life with an older brother, but felt good knowing she would be there for him as he grew up, if in fact he did grow up. He didn't really want to, at least not right now, but he wasn't sure how the wish would work. Though now he did know that it was indeed the wish that caused his regression somehow, because today's wish worked as well. As his diaper soaked up his warm pee and expanded between his legs, his eyelids grew heavy. He sucked on his paci and slowly fell asleep and dreamed sweet baby dreams.

Benny would have a most loving and caring family, including Laura, who would become his god mother. She stayed his girlfriend as well, and often babysat him both at home and her place. He would go through many diapers per day, enjoying every one while playing with his toys. His life was finally filled with love, and fun days full of playing without worry or stress of any kind, just like he always wanted. Would he grow up again or would he remain a baby forever? Only time would tell.

THE END?

 

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