Show Your Work

Chapter 1
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Chapter Description: A story commission.

Curtis was a little nervous, knowing what he was about to show with his presentation. He had worked hard on it, as had his colleagues. There were many breakthroughs and setbacks, but in the end it was all worth it. Now he just had to sell this pharmaceutical company on it. He stood before them with his notes, a man in his late thirties, dressed in a tan business suit with a red tie, holding a clip board with notes on it. He cleared his throat and felt a twinge of nervousness at being in front of a long table full of older men and women in business suits. He felt like they were judging his every move and sound. Perhaps they were, but what was important was what he had to sell.

“Ladies and gentlemen.” he began. “Thank you so much for having me here today. With the advancement of technology, new and old projects are started and restarted time and time again. Not all of them are successful, but that just means the technology isn't quite ready yet. Then, one day, technology catches up and makes the impossible possible. Sometimes success requires a lot of sacrifice, and many do not live to see their ideas become real. As such, one of the main goals of humanity has been finding a way to either remain eternally young or to reverse aging directly. Many had tried and failed, only to succumb to old age in the end. My grandfather was one such man. As a young boy, I only knew that my grandfather was a scientist. My father would tell me that he was working on very important things, but never said what. It wasn't until he passed away that I found out. It is thanks to his extensive research into the restoration of youth that we have accomplished what we have today. Because of him, I attended college and studied medicine, eventually graduating with high honors and then worked closely with my colleagues, using my grandfather's notes to help in discovering a virtual fountain of youth. After many, many years, I am proud to say that our hard work paid off.”

“Are you saying you have actually done it?” asked the CEO, George, a man in his sixties with gray hair and bald spot. “You can really make a person younger?”

“If so, we would need a demonstration or some kind of proof.” said Olivia, a woman in her forties with long, curly, brunette hair.

“Oh, I have proof.” said Curtis. “It's right here in this presentation video. If you would please dim the lights.” The lights dimmed and a video projector turned on, projecting onto a large white screen in front. Curtis sat by the side nervously. He always felt brave and bold enough while in the lab, but in front of large groups of people he would get nervous and stressed. He could feel it making his bladder ache, yet he didn't want to pause the meeting for that.

Everyone looked on as the video started, and showed a group of scientists in lab coats. One of them stood in front, who looked to be a man in his thirties, with short, black hair and fair skin. Curtis then showed up next to him.

“This is Dr. Ben.” said Curtis in the video.

“Is that really Dr. Ben?” asked an older man with slicked back brown hair. “I thought he was in his sixties.”

“As you can see, it has taken him back to near the prime of his life.” said Curtis's recorded self. “This is how he looked just a few minutes before taking the serum.” The video then showed a photo of Dr. Ben in his sixties, with white hair and wrinkles, wearing thick glasses.

“Yes it is I, Dr. Ben.” said Dr. Ben. “I worked closely with Dr. Curtis's grandfather. I am sure he would have been proud of his grandson.” He smiled and patted Curtis on the back.

“How do we know this isn't just some fake person?” asked another man in the meeting room.

“I am sure you must want more proof though.” said Curtis's video image. “Have a look at some of our other test subjects.” The video then showed the scene of a sterile lab room where a young teen couple, dressed only in lab coats, were busy in the corner making out. “Ahem, these two were in their fifties just a few minutes ago. Now they are again young lovers, and feeling the stir of teenage hormones.”

“Preposterous.” said one of the men in the meeting room. “Just more trickery.”

“Still not convinced?” asked Curtis in the video. “Well then, have a look at these subjects.” The video then showed a different room with a cold, white, tile floor and gray walls, but with two children, wearing nothing but plain white underwear, playing with some toys on the floor and giggling to each other. “These subjects were adults just earlier today, but have since been playing together as energetic young children.”

“But how do we know they were once adults?” asked one of the women in the meeting.

“Now for the real, irrefutable evidence.” said Curtis in the video. “I will be testing a dose of the serum that will return me all the way back to my infancy.”

“Infancy?” asked Charlie, a major share holder with short brown hair and green eyes. He seemed to perk up upon hearing this.

“Why would anyone want to return to infancy?” asked the CEO.

“Why to infancy you ask?” said Curtis's video image. “This could help us study how infants actually feel and think. The other test subjects, though regressed to different ages and acting accordingly, all remember being adults and all retain their memories upon returning to adulthood. Not to mention, any injuries or illnesses they once had before the age they returned to will have vanished upon returning to normal. Just think of it, we can cure illnesses and injuries that go all the way back to the beginning of our lives.” Curtis then blushed and began removing his lab coat.

Meanwhile, Curtis in the meeting room also blushed and gulped a little, knowing what was coming. He and the others watched as he stripped to his underwear in the video.

“During the regression process, the clothes naturally do not shrink.” said Curtis's video image. “Also this will show you just how accurate the transformation is. If anyone is squeamish about nudity, please feel free to leave the room.” He then blushed brighter as he bravely tugged down his underwear and stood on the cold tile floor completely naked. His body was of average build, but with a slightly bulging stomach from not eating properly, and patches of brown hair on his chest, arms, legs, and crotch. His skin was a pale color from being indoors most of his life. His penis was around six inches long, and dangled among his curly pubic hair, looking like a flesh colored finger poking out of a bush. He was then given a test tube of blue fluid, and downed it in one gulp. Once he had drank it, he handed the glass tube back to the assistant and stood there.

Members of the board murmured and some chuckled at the humiliated, naked scientist. They glanced at Curtis, who was purposely avoiding making direct eye contact with them.

“Oh my.” said one of the women.

“Anything for science eh?” asked the CEO.

Curtis just remained quiet while his recorded image stood there naked. “The first sensation is a slight tingle, growing from the stomach outward.” he said. “It fills the whole body. Soon the signs of aging begin to reverse.” He looked at his hands as his face began losing slight wrinkles and stubble from having shaved early that morning. The dark circles around his eyes from many sleepless nights faded, giving his face a more refreshed and youthful look. His skin began turning a healthier tone while his stomach shrank and became more fit and tone. He looked like he had in college, a young and healthy man, but soon even that maturity began to fade. “The tingle grows more intense as it picks up speed. It tickles.” He couldn't help but chuckle a little as his voice started becoming a little higher. His penis twitched and began to become erect, mostly from the pleasant tingles, but also due to renewed teenage hormones. Pimples formed on his face, making him look like a high school student. “It would seem the return to teenage years also brings a surge of hormones, causing an erection.” His voice cracked and he blushed, looking down at himself. The pubic hair on his chest, groin, arms, and legs began to thin. “Signs of puberty reversing.” He watched as his once manly penis began to shrink. It remained erect, showing that it was his full length that was disappearing. In spite of how embarrassed he was, he began laughing again at the tingles running through his body. His laughter gained higher and higher tones as his pubic hair receded into his body, leaving him hairless except for the hair atop his head. His body shrank as well, losing tone and definition. “I have now returned to childhood.” he said in a squeaky kid voice. His erection soon faded, and his penis went limp, losing more length and girth. He resisted the urge to cover himself, knowing it was for science.

The members of the board chuckled as they watched the former adult shrink. They gasped when his height lowered a lot suddenly, as he clearly went through a reverse growth spurt. He looked like a deflating balloon of a human. His penis and testicles were now exposed, no longer able to hide in pubic hair, and everyone saw as they shrank more as he entered single digits, looking more and more like a little boy every second. Though his overall body shrank, he was also growing a bit plump and round.

On the video, Curtis tried to hold in his laughter as he felt the tingles tickle him all over. His body became softer and smoother all over. He felt a tingle in his mouth and felt some teeth pulling into his gums with his tongue. “Adult teeth receding...” he said in a high pitched voice. He opened his mouth to show his adult teeth shrinking away, leaving gaps. Soon they were replaced by smaller baby teeth. Blemishes from injuries as a preteen faded and his hair lightened to more of a dark blonde color. He let out a soft squeak as his testicles retreated into his abdomen. “Ah! S-some p-pain as t-testicles recede...” His voice got even higher as his height became lower. His body plumped with baby fat, and his stomach bulged once again. His apple cheeks blushed and he began squirming, feeling the floor tug at his shrinking, tender soles. He wiggled as he felt his body grow chubby and weak. The hair on his head was softening into a toddler's mop. “H-hawd t-to stand.” His voice was now lisping like a toddler who barely had a grasp on clear speech. The camera moved downward to keep him in view as he shrank down even more. He could no longer hold back as he began to laugh like a small child who just heard their first joke.

The audience laughed as well, and some stirred in their seats, squirming a bit. One in particular was hiding a secret beneath his pants. The women cooed and laughed at the shrinking scientist on the screen.

“Aww, what a cute little boy you are!” said one of them.

“That's one cute little wee-wee you have there Curtis.” said another.

Curtis just blushed and sank into his chair, trying not to look. Yet he remembered the familiar feeling, plus what came next.

On the screen, the naked, giggling toddler shrank even more. His body plumped and limbs rounded. His hips grew wider and his face grew rounder and more innocent. Soon his legs could no longer bare his weight, and he wobbled, plopping onto his bare bottom. “Eep!” he squeaked, seeing his chubby little feet in front of him. He watched as they continued to shrink, becoming tiny, soft, and barely used. His tummy bulged a little more, like a well fed infant who had recently gorged on formula. His little penis had dwindled into a barely inch long nub atop a small, hairless and wrinkled sack. “H-h-awd...ta..t-tawk...” His words soon dissolved into babble and he could no longer voice his feelings, but he would continue to giggle every now and then as he shrank. Eventually he was too weak to sit upright and rolled onto his side, then back, kicking his bare feet in the air. He felt a feeling of urgency, then relief, and something warm.

The board members chuckled as they saw the baby scientist peeing in an arc onto his own chubby feet. They howled with laughter and kept on watching the show, feeling a mix of humor and interest.

Curtis now lay there as a naked infant, only about eight-months-old. He struggled to move his arms, and ended up flailing around. He kicked his chubby feet and babbled something incoherent. Soon an assistant came over and began cleaning him up with a baby wipe. Then the diaper came out, and more laughing resulted. The assistant, a woman wearing a lab coat and face mask, cooed at him and lifted his legs, then slid the plain white disposable diaper under his tush. She sprinkled some baby powder on him, then settled his rear onto it before pulling the front up, covering his shame and protecting the floors. Next he was picked up and held for the camera. The chunky, adorable, apple cheeked baby boy waved as best he could, then made a fist, trying to give a thumbs up.

In the meeting room, the adult Curtis stood to stop the video.

“No, wait.” said the CEO. “I want to see more.”

“Oh, um, very well.” said Curtis. He blushed and let the video run, sitting back down.

“Now Dr. Curtis.” said the assistant. “Do you remember being an adult?”

The baby doctor nodded and kicked his little legs in response. He blushed, looking down at his crinkly, disposable underwear.

“Can you say your name?” asked the assistant.

Baby Curtis struggled to control his tongue and mouth muscles to make the right words. “C-C-C-uhhh...” he started. The few teeth he had were only tripping him up more. “t-t-ssss.”

“Amazing.” said the assistant. “That's more control than an actual baby would have.” She sat him on a smooth, white, plastic counter top and held up two cards, one red and one blue. “Which of these is the blue card?”

Baby Curtis pointed a chubby digit at the blue card. “Dah.” he said.

“Very good!” said the assistant. “Now for something more challenging.” She laid out a set of cards with different number values on them. “What is two plus three?”

Baby Curtis awkwardly reached out with his plump little arm and patted the five card. “Dah.” he said.

“What is two times two?” asked the assistant.

Baby Curtis reached out and patted the four card. “Dah.” he responded.

“As you can see, he still remembers basic math.” said the assistant. She picked up the cards then laid out a set of cards with different words on them. “Which one of these cards says cat?”

Baby Curtis pointed to the correct card.

“Which one says green?” asked the assistant.

Baby Curtis pointed to the correct card again.

“Now we will test his puzzle solving skills.” said the assistant. She gave him a basic wooden baby puzzle and he solved it within seconds. Next she gave him a more complex puzzle, and he was able to solve it in spite of his diminished motor skills.

In the meeting room there were murmurs between board members about what they were seeing. Some were amazed while others were still skeptical. They watched as the infant doctor on screen managed to solve puzzles and even complex equations written on a tablet. It was such an impossible thing they were witnessing, and it took a while to fully process it all and what it meant for the medical field.

“Now we move on to more physical tests.” said the assistant. She picked up the infant scientist and placed him down on the floor. Then she placed down a few colorful blocks on the floor. “Try and get to the blocks and stack them in order of largest to smallest.”

Little Curtis nodded as best he could and struggled, trying to stand on his pudgy little feet. He barely managed to stand, but once again plopped to his diapered rear, making a soft crinkling sound. He tried again, but failed, and looked frustrated. His little face blushed and he kicked his legs, making fussy baby sounds. Reluctantly, he decided to crawl on his hands and knees to the first block. He grabbed it with his tiny hand, then crawled to the next. His movements were awkward and clunky, and his diapered rear shook and wiggled as he moved, making soft crinkling sounds each time. Finally, he picked up all the blocks and spread them out in front of him. He sat and began stacking them as best he could, but kept knocking them over with his awkward limbs. He huffed and kept trying, eventually succeeding in his task.

“It would seem that physical tasks are more difficult.” said the assistant. “This is most likely due to the loss of motor skills and proper control of movement. As an infant, his muscles are much weaker and harder to control.” As she talked, baby Curtis began playing with the blocks more, and found himself having fun. He cooed and wiggled his toes, then grabbed those too, inspecting them. They were all stunted and chubby wiggly baby toes. He began playing with them and squeezing them with his hands, amazed at his soft infant body.

The assistant then placed down several more baby toys, such as a rattle, a ball, and a teddy bear. “Now we will see how much influence his infant mind has on his body.” she said.

Curtis looked at the toys and grabbed the ball first. It was soft and squishy, which felt good in his little hands. He sniffed it but it had no scent. His infant instincts kicked in, and he stuffed it into his mouth, then licked it. It was too big to fit entirely, but he was able to bite and suck on it. It was smooth, soft, and satisfying. “Ah...ah bah.” he babbled, then tried to bounce the ball, but it simply landed at his chubby little feet. Next he grabbed the rattle, which was a pastel blue one with a clear ball on one end that had colorful beads inside. He shook it and watched beads move inside. Something about the sound and colors moving stimulated his infant mind and he began to smile and drool. He shook it again and again, then into his mouth it went.

The audience of board members chuckled and some “Awwed” at the scene.

“He seems to have the oral fixation of an infant.” said the assistant. “That is to be expected. The other test subjects find themselves thinking and feeling like the age they have become.”

Baby Curtis turned his attention to the teddy bear next. It was nearly his size, so he found it to be almost like a companion. He grabbed it and brought it closer, feeling of the soft plush and squeezing it with his chubby little hands. He began to cuddle and hug it, eliciting more “Awws” from the board. Then his expression changed to one of confusion, then urgency. He blinked and looked up at the assistant, then began babbling something to her. He raised his arms and kicked his legs, trying to get her attention.

“Oh, it seems like Dr. Curtis wants to say something.” said the assistant. She picked him up. “What's the matter doctor?”

Baby Curtis babbled and squirmed, feeling a tightness in his gut. There was a pressure building, and he knew what it was. However, the combination of his weak muscle control and being picked up proved too much for him, and he curled his legs up and grunted. His body reacted automatically, pushing out his solid waste into his diaper. His heavily blushing face and posture made it all too clear what he was doing, as did his sagging diaper.

“Oh my, it seems like he had to go.” said the assistant. She fanned her nose a little as she held him with one arm. “Well, that will happen with babies. It looks like the lack of muscle control extends to a loss of potty training. Don't worry though, that should disappear when returning to normal.”

In the meeting room, the board members began laughing harder at poor Curtis, who was hiding his face with his clip board.

“That's quite the load there little man!” said one of the older men.

“My nephew is the same way!” said one of the women.

“Wow, he's still going.” said another. They laughed as the baby on screen grunted and pushed out what was left of his lunch.

“Now would be a good time to mention that while the physical body itself becomes smaller, the contents of the bladder and bowels do not.” said the assistant. “It is not unusual to have an urgent need to void soon after regressing. Likewise, an intense hunger tends to follow returning to normal. For now, let's get little Curtis into a clean diaper.” She took the baby boy over to an exam table and laid him down on it.

Baby Curtis shivered and fussed a little, feeling the cold, sterile plastic meet his warm skin. The warm, soft feeling of his poop being spread over his little rear was hard to ignore as well. He babbled in frustration at his situation and tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Aww, it's okay.” said the assistant. “All for science, remember?” She smiled and tickled one of his little feet.

Baby Curtis shivered and giggled babyishly, squealing and filling the room with his laughter. A dark spot began to spread across the front of his white diaper, indicating that he was urinating from the stimulation.

“With loss of bowel control also comes loss of bladder control, but we already knew this from before.” said the assistant. She untaped the diaper and opened it, then pulled out a baby wipe and lifted his legs, wiping his bottom clean. The camera caught it all, which caused a bit of disgust from some of the board members, but more laughter from the others.

“I didn't know you had it in you!” said one of the board members.

Curtis blushed and fast forwarded the video until the diaper change was over. “Yes yes.” he mumbled. The video now showed him standing in a baby walker, walking around the lab and looking amazed at how huge things were to him now. His weak little legs pushed at the floor as the walker supported his body, and the wheels scooted around the smooth tile floor. He eventually came across some more toys, which he happily played with, mostly ignoring the assistant. There were more scenes of him playing, then taking a nap. After the nap, the scene showed Curtis being passed around to various lab assistants and visitors, including the regressed teens and children. When interacting with the teens, they mostly seemed disinterested, but the children found themselves wanting to play with him. The assistant let the little girl hold him and feed him a baby bottle of milk. Curtis blushed as he was fed like a real baby, but found it oddly comforting. He would kick and squirm a bit, unable to control his body at times, and blushed more when he was put over the shoulder of the child and burped.

Soon it showed baby Curtis once again naked, lying on the floor. He shivered and giggled a bit, then began to grow. He grew older, from baby to toddler to child, losing more and more of his baby fat and gaining more muscle tone. “Ah, I can tawk again!” he squeaked. He grew further, feeling the familiar tingle in his mouth as his baby began falling out, then were quickly replaced by adult teeth. Once able to stand, he did so, and stood next to a height chart. His body became more skinny and his hair darkened. He once again gained pimples, then pubic hair. He was happy to see his penis growing back to its normal size, and his testicles once again dropping. There was a tiny twinge of pain as this happened, but he dealt with it. “Hm, a little pain upon entering puberty.” His voice cracked and was becoming deeper. More pubic hair grew in, and soon he had a thick, bushy patch on his chest and groin. His legs and arms grew more hair as well, then his acne disappeared and his height leveled out. Instead of returning his slightly bulging tummy, he remained in a healthy body. Even his skin remained a healthy tone instead of reverting to its pallor appearance from before. He grew some facial hair as well, and by the time he re-entered adulthood he had a beard and mustache. His face looked refreshed and renewed, but lost the round, smooth innocence from his childhood. He once again looked like a fully grown adult man both above and below. Within minutes, the transformation was done, and he stood there making sure it was over. He was given his clothes back, which he quickly put on, and then smiled, straightening his tie. “I hope you will consider sponsoring our work.” he said in his mature, adult voice. The video ended, and there was applause from the board members.

Curtis stood and turned the lights back on, then stood at the podium again. “Well, as you can see, the results speak for themselves.” he said. “I hope you enjoyed my embarrassment and little trip through time. Any questions?”

“Yes.” said Charlie. “How did it feel to be a baby again?”

“It was scary at first.” said Curtis. “Everything is so big, and you're so small and weak. You feel like you can barely do anything. Just moving around takes a lot of energy.”

“You seemed to enjoy it.” said Charlie. “Your mind almost seemed to slip away.”

“For a few moments it did.” said Curtis. “Though I remember everything that happened. Instincts took over, and I found myself feeling happy while playing. Even though I already knew how to read, write, and do complex math, the tactile feeling of putting a puzzle together or exploring an object with renewed senses felt so rewarding.”

“Except for the diaper changes.” the CEO joked.

“Ah, heh, yes.” said Curtis. “The only unfortunate side effect of a return to babyhood. It was an expected one though, which is why we had the diapers ready. I knew it could happen, and likely would, but even so it was extremely embarrassing. I mean, all of you have seen me naked now. You saw me wet and mess myself as an infant. That was real, it was me, it actually happened. Now, you too can experience it if you wish.”

The lab assistant from the video came in with a small briefcase. “Hello everyone.” she said. “My name is Anne. You may recognize me from the video. I am a registered nurse and work in the pediatric wing of a hospital, so I have experience working with children and babies. Though it did feel a little odd changing the diaper of a baby who was once an adult.”

The board members laughed and watched as she opened the briefcase. Inside were several small phials of clear blue liquid, each labeled with a different age. There were ones labeled “teen” some labeled “child” some labeled “toddler” and the rest labeled “infant.”

“These are various forms of the serum.” said Curtis. “I invite you to test any you wish, however, do not drink more than one at a time.” His bladder still ached from before, and the embarrassment had only added to it. He eyed the baby vials and felt the temptation, but resisted. “If you'll please excuse me, I have to use the restroom. If you have any questions, Anne can answer them.”

“Yes, wouldn't want to need another change.” said one of the board members with a chuckle.

“Indeed.” said Curtis with a blush. He quickly walked out of the meeting room and down the hall. He could hear the people talking behind him, but their voices quickly faded as he got further down the hall and went into the unisex restroom. He quickly found a urinal and unzipped his pants, then proceeded to relieve himself. As he did, he thought back on it all, and was hoping his humiliation would be worth it. If successful, he could end up the richest man on the planet, which meant he could experiment even more and perhaps come up with a way to stop people from aging all together. He looked forward to one day conquering the boogeyman that is death in honor of his grandfather. Once he was done, he zipped up and washed his hands. He left the restroom and looked around at the various statues and plaques devoted to various grand discoveries in the field of medicine. From the window, he could see that he was very high up in the office building, and gazed out at the city skyline. On the street below, people walked and drove, going about their day, unaware of the unbelievable discovery that had been made. Soon everyone would know, and whether that turned out to be a good or bad thing had yet to be discovered. He knew there would be a lot of people after his formula and some who disagreed. He had to have a security detail around wherever he went, even in the office building. He didn't have a family to speak of, though he and Anne had grown close since the experiment. He simply hadn't had time for a romantic relationship, having put his entire life into creating this formula.

Curtis made his way back to the meeting room. The closer he got, the more he could hear the sounds of children giggling and shouting. He smiled, knowing they must be testing the formula for themselves and sounded like they were enjoying it. He took a deep breath and opened the door. Inside, a few of the board members were running around in their over-sized business suits, shrinking, giggling and jumping up on the chairs and table, losing most of their clothes in the process. A few were teens, but slowly shrinking further as they stood there awkwardly smiling. Most of them seemed to be between the ages of six and ten each, with a few having chosen to become toddlers. One of them walked up to him, and subsequently out of his clothes. It was the CEO himself, just a little boy of about six, and still shrinking.

“My boy, you really have done it!” said the CEO. He giggled and looked down at himself, now a happy and healthy little boy with a mop of messy black hair atop his head instead of the balding gray he used to have. Gone were all signs of aging and maturity, including all wrinkles, facial hair, and liver spots. Now the only spots on his face were a few adorable freckles. The little CEO giggled as he shrank to a toddler, feeling the tickly tingles all over. “You made being a baby wook so fun, I wanted to twy it mysewf!” He giggled and flopped his arms in his over-sized shirt and jacket, shrinking further into it. “Oooh, it feews so gweat! Wheee!” He kept giggling and shrank right down into his suit. A little baby head popped out of it and looked around, having a cap of baby soft hair atop his head. He smiled, showing only a few little teeth, then clapped his pudgy hands.

Anne walked over with another baby in her hands that she had just finished diapering. “Another baby for me to take care of I see.” she said. “Here, hold this one for me please Dr. Curtis.” She handed the baby over to Curtis. “It's Charlie. He seemed rather eager to try the baby formula first. The others seemed more comfortable as older tots, but he wanted to go right to the diaper stage of life.” She smiled and tickled one of his little feet, making him giggle.

Curtis looked down at little Charlie and smiled. He couldn't be any older than a year at most. “I had a feeling.” he said. “Are you happy?”

Charlie nodded and popped a thumb in his mouth, sucking on it. “Uh huh!” he said happily.

“We have some pacifiers.” said Curtis. Charlie smiled and blushed, kicking his feet shyly in response.

“I'll get one as soon as I diaper the CEO.” said Anne. She plucked the baby CEO from his clothing and laid him out on a changing mat that she had put on the meeting table. She smiled and cooed down to him, wiggling his toes.

The baby CEO giggled and squirmed, kicking his little feet happily. The stimulation caused his little penis to perk up and begin sprinkling tinkle in an arc on the table.

“Oopsie!” said Anne. She caught his urine stream in an open diaper just in time.

The baby CEO just giggled and blushed, clapping his hands as his stream died down and came to a dribble before stopping.

“Guess I can look forward to a lot of diaper changes.” said Anne. She smiled and wiped the little CEO's bits free of the urine, then proceeded to diaper him.

Curtis watched the chaotic scene in the meeting room. Where there had been a group of stuffed shirts before were now children running around and playing. They were tossing balled up papers at each other, hiding under the table, and scooting around in the wheeled chairs. They were giggling, cheering, and having fun with some stress balls they had found. Some had chosen to run around naked while others kept whatever still loosely fit on themselves. Mostly they ran around in nothing but their shirts, with the girls pretending they were long gowns.

“Haha!” one of the female board members laughed., pointing at one of the young boys in front of her. They both seemed to be around the same age now. “Yer naked!”

“So what?” said the little boy, proudly displaying his bits. “Like what you see?” He giggled and wiggled around, making his tiny parts bounce up and down.

The little girl just giggled and pointed at his immature member. “It's so small!” she said.

“S-so?” the little boy responded. He stuck his tongue out. “Your boobs are small too!” He giggled and ran away from her. “Cooties! You have cooties!”

The little girl just giggled and went over to a couple of other little girls who were pretending to have a tea party at the other end of the long meeting table.

One of the little board members walked up to Curtis and tugged his shirt. “I hafta go potty!” he said, hopping from one foot to the other.

“Uh oh, better get to the restroom then.” said Curtis, pointing to the door.

The little boy held his front and waddled to the door, holding his underwear up.

Curtis felt Charlie's diaper become warm in his hand as he held him. He looked down at the baby who had a goofy grin on his face. “Looks like you just went.” he said. “You know what? I kind of liked that aspect. We waste so much time going to the toilet. Don't you agree?”

Charlie giggled and nodded, still sucking his thumb.

“You want to join them don't you?” asked Anne, holding the freshly diapered CEO. She took a pacifier out of a bag she had and popped it into Charlie's mouth.

Charlie suckled on the pacifier happily and cooed.

“Yeah, I do.” said Curtis. “Would you mind?”

“Of course not.” said Anne. “I can take care of you all.” She put the baby CEO down on the floor and took baby Charlie from Curtis. “Go ahead.”

“Thanks.” said Curtis. He took a vial of the baby potion and drank it down, then waited. Soon the tingles began rippling through his body, tickling him all over, as if hundreds of feathers were tickling every inch of his body.

“He's getting little again!” shouted one of the little board members. They gathered around and watched as Curtis shrank into his clothes, slowly becoming a teen again, losing his maturity and definition. His pants fell, and soon his underwear followed suit.

Curtis giggled at the feeling, his voice getting higher and higher as he grew shorter and less mature. His features rounded again, and he was beginning to look more cherubic. He wiggled his toes as his feet grew much too small for his shoes and socks. He stepped out of them and left his pants and underwear behind, then stood in front of the others with his over-sized shirt and lab coat drooping to his knees and soon sweeping the floor.

“One of us! One of us!” the little board members chanted, all giggling. They watched as his body deflated and his height lowered more and more until he was their height. Then he shrank further. “Baby! Baby! Baby!”

Curtis blushed and wiggled, giggling as he shrank into his clothing. He saw their smiling faces grow closer and closer, then move upward past his own. He covered himself this time, as it was more for fun than science, but he eagerly awaited his fun play time. He eagerly ran around with the others, losing his clothing in the process. Once he re-entered his toddler days, he no longer cared about how he looked, and played until his legs became too weak to run, then too weak to walk. Finally they gave out and he plopped to the soft carpet floor of the meeting room. He looked up at the smiling children and watched as they grew giant. This time, however, he had perfected the formula so that he would only regress to about one year of age. Now he could at least have a chance at walking or waddling, and even a little talking. He sat there and giggled, glad that he had emptied himself before regressing this time.

Anne picked him up and cuddled his small, soft body. She cooed at him and tickled his belly, then popped a pacifier in his mouth. She laid him on the changing mat and began diapering him in front of the others.

Curtis smiled and suckled on his pacifier, a happy little baby boy again. Baby fine curls of soft, dirty blonde hair adorned his little head. His plump, rosy cheeks pumped at his pacifier and he kicked his legs as he was diapered. He felt the cool feeling of baby powder being sprinkled on his groin, and inhaled the sweet scent. It brought back long lost memories of childhood and carefree innocence. As much as he enjoyed working, he found himself enjoying this even more. He had a somewhat strict upbringing, not allowing for much play time. Now he could have all he wanted, and more. Once he was diapered, he was placed on the floor with the others, and practiced his walking. He held onto the office chairs as he walked from one end of the room to the other, feeling the soft carpet under his tender soles. This was much better than the cold lab floor he once played on.

Anne got out various toys from her bag and gave them out. There were toy cars, dolls, plush animals, and even some baby toys. The board members happily played with their fun toys, and the girls found themselves having fun playing with the babies. Anne had even brought along some cute outfits to dress them in, which the girls were happy to do.

Curtis, Charlie, and George all played happily and went along with being dressed in fun little costumes. They were each fed a bottle of baby formula and cared for as if they were actual babies. They enjoyed lying in their laps and being given so much love and attention from them as well as Anne. Even nap time was welcome when she rolled out some sleeping mats for them all. Later they each got a show of the latest animated movie for children, and each found themselves engrossed in it as much as any real child would. Once it was time for them to grow up, they found themselves not wanting to, but knew they had to. They would find that all of their bodily ailments were gone once restored to adulthood, and some even grew new hair over their former bald spots. Their time as children turned out to be so much fun that not only did the CEO agree to fund their project, but he arranged for all office workers to have access to the formula and turned an entire level of the building into one big nursery/daycare. It would have playground equipment, toys, games, and even a soft foam floor to play on. He hired people who would take care of children of various ages, and always made sure the toys and games were all the latest and greatest. They were allowed to take week long vacations as children, or just one day, depending on their mood and work load. This proved to be highly successful, and productivity skyrocketed. As a result, Curtis did indeed become very rich and famous, though he continued to work on his serum, improving it day by day. He too would take breaks to come play with the others at the office daycare. He made new friends, and got to experience what it was like to grow up with friends and play all day. The experiment had become a huge success, and was able to be used to treat all diseases, injuries, and illnesses. The people would all live happily in peace with one another as any age they wanted. The world became a much more bright, colorful, and playful place to be.

The End