Nic and the Mysterious Teddy

Chapter 1
Whole Story

Nic was a twenty-two-year-old man with a couple of interesting friends. There was Ozzie, who had white and blue hair and was in his thirties, but older than he looked. Then there was Tavi, who had brown skin and short black hair, also in his thirties but full of childlike energy and wonder. They each shared a secret with Nic, and that was their love of diapers and age play. They were gather for baby parties where Ozzie's friend Luna would act as the caregiver. She was in her thirties as well, but she was also a magical raccoon anthro with pink and purple fur. Ozzie and Tavi were going out of town to visit some family, and Luna needed help going through some old boxes she got down from the attic. Nic offered to help Luna while they were away, as a way of thanking her for being a caregiver for them all so many times.

“You don't really have to do this.” said Luna, sharing a cup of tea with Nic.

“I insist.” said Nic. “I really appreciate all you have done for me, as well as my friends.”

“Well, thank you.” said Luna. “Adult babies can be difficult to tidy up after, but it's worth it. Being a mommy gives me such joy.”

“I'm glad you think so.” said Nic. “You're a great caregiver.”

“Thank you again.” Luna smiled. She ruffled the brown hair on his head, then finished her tea. “Well then, I think I should get started.”

Nic slurped his tea and sat his tea cup down on the table. “Okay.” he said.

“You can start with this box for the nursery.” said Luna. “There are lots of toys and things in them. Please take them out and put them away for me.”

“Sure thing!” said Nic. He ran off to the large adult nursery and looked around. It was themed like a forest, with a grassy, happy, sunny day painted on one side, and a night time sky on the other. Naturally, the crib was on the night time side, and most of the toys were on the daytime side. He stared at the smiling, happy sun in the corner and then over to the peacefully sleeping moon. So many times he had played and slept here with Ozzie and Tavi. It felt strange without them around, but he wanted to make them happy as well, by having all of their toys organized. He began putting some of the larger baby toys away, and organizing the colorful wooden blocks in different shapes and sizes. There was a large train set setup that went around the whole room, but he left that alone, knowing Tavi had it setup just how he wanted it. He put Ozzie's action figures away in the toy box, making sure to keep their various accessories together with them. He was very careful not to break anything. Then he began picking up the plush toys and putting them in the plushy net. He sat some in the crib, making it look like they were all comfy inside taking a nap.

In the bottom of a box was a cute little teddy bear. It was a patchwork bear, made of many colors of fabric, and had many small pockets sewn into it. Nic picked it up curiously and inspected it. This wasn't one of the plush toys he was familiar with. He figured it must be a new one. It looked hand made, with eyes made of rainbow colored gem stones. Something about it made him feel happy and playful, so he began playing with it. He lifted it up and snuggled it, then inspected the pockets. Nothing but lint could be found in them though. He shrugged and kept playing with it, deciding to put some small marbles in a few of it's pockets. “These will be our treasure.” he said.

The teddy bear's eyes blinked and it suddenly moved. “Oh, a treasure?” it spoke in a British accent.

“Aah!” Nic yelped, dropping the bear suddenly.

“Oh my!” said the teddy bear. Amazingly, it got up and dusted itself off. “Hello there! Sorry to startle you.”

“Y-you speak?” asked Nic.

“Doesn't everybody?” asked the bear. “Oh, but where are my manners? My name is Mr. Pockets. Who might you be?”

“Oh, um, I'm Nic.” said Nic. “How are you talking? Are you some kind of electronic toy? Do you have batteries?” He began examining the little bear, looking for any battery compartment or on/off switch.

“Hey!” shouted Mr. Buttons. “Hehehe, that tickles! Do you like tickles little boy?”

“Little boy?” asked Nic. “I'm an adult.”

“Oh, are you sure?” asked Mr. Buttons. “I know a little boy when I see one. In fact, I'd say you should be in a diaper.”

“Huh?” asked Nic. “W-well, s-sometimes I wear them...but not because I need them.”

“Is that so?” asked Mr. Buttons. “I happen to have some in one of my pockets.”

“They must be pretty small to fit in one of your pockets.” said Nic.

“Indeed they are, for little ones such as yourself.” said Mr. Buttons. He began looking through his various pockets, pulling out little toys, coins, rocks, jewels, and other things, much to Nic's surprise.

“B-but your pockets were empty before.” said Nic.

“Well, you put treasure in them did you not?” asked the little bear. “Over the years, many little ones have put their treasures in my pockets to keep them safe. I'm sure someone put some diapers in one of these.” He went digging through his pockets again, then suddenly pulled out a baby diaper. It was a Huggies diaper with Winnie the Pooh on it, meant for young babies much smaller than Nic.

“Oh, heh, that's a baby diaper.” said Nic. “I'm not a ba...I mean, I'm too big for those.”

“Hm, so you are.” said Mr. Buttons. “I can fix that though.”

“What do you mean?” asked Nic. He suddenly began to feel very strange, as if he was on an elevator going down. He wobbled a little on his feet, being thrown off balance a little. “Whoa!” His body tickled from the inside out, and he got goosebumps on his skin. The stubble on his face began to vanish, withdrawing into his skin, leaving behind smooth skin. His shoes felt roomier all of a sudden, and he wiggled his toes, no longer feeling the tip of them. His clothes felt like they were crawling on his skin as the tingle of his skin intensified. “What's goin....” He stopped when he heard his voice getting higher, sounding more like a teen than an adult. He looked at his hands and saw they were getting smaller in front of his face. The floor was getting closer and closer. His shorts plopped to his ankles, leaving only his very roomy underwear behind. “Hey!” He squeaked and felt his adult teeth receding into his gums. “M-my teeth!”

Mr. Buttons just giggled a little and looked up at the shrinking boy. “Oh, I'm just fixing it so that your outside matches your inside! It's much more fun to have a little baby to play with me!”

“B-but...no!” shouted Nic. He stepped back and out of his shoes, and tried to run, but tripped on his underpants when they fell down around his ankles. He kept on shrinking, getting smaller, younger, softer, and weaker. He stood and looked in a full length mirror. He saw his face becoming more rounded, and that his nose had shrank to a cute button size. His cheeks plumped, and his gums tingled. Baby teeth were growing in where his adult ones had vanished. He ran his tongue around them curiously, feeling them pop in, but felt no pain. He looked again at his hands, seeing them shrink and look softer and more plump. “I gotta be big!”

“Not to play with me.” said Mr. Buttons. “Think about it. It's much more fun to play with a toy that is the same size as you, isn't it? Soon we can have all kinds of imaginary adventures while you sit in your diapers and suck your toes!”

“B-but I don't...” said Nic. He looked down at his little toes as they shrank, and felt the carpet floor pulling at his tender soles. Soon they had disappeared under his shirt as it touched the ground. “Nooo! I got wowk to do!”

“Not anymore!” said Mr. Buttons. “All you have to do now is play!”

“I gotta...” said Nic. He tried to run again, but found that his legs were getting too weak and uncoordinated to do so. He walked, slowly, toddling, then waddling as his limbs grew even more plump with baby fat. His tummy bulged under his night gown of a shirt, and he held his little arms out to his side to try and keep balance. “Gotta find Wuna!” He stuck his tongue out, trying to concentrate on walking, but it was becoming more and more difficult. He struggled and shrank even more, passing from toddler-hood to babyhood. Finally his legs could no longer hold him, and he fell to his knees. “Oh no!” He got on all fours now, and began crawling, but his shirt kept getting in the way. He was growing even smaller and weaker as time went on, and he wasn't even to the door yet.

Mr. Buttons walked up to him with the diaper. “Almost ready.” he said with a smile. “Don't worry, it'll be fun! Hehehe!”

Nic turned and saw the patchwork bear gaining on him. He tried crawling faster, gasping for breath as it took a lot more energy than he thought to move his lack of muscle. Tears formed in his eyes and he felt something warm and wet running down his legs. He sat back on his bottom to find he had been wetting himself as he crawled, leaving a wet trail behind him. Blushing, he curled up in his shirt and hid. “Nooo...” he whined as he dwindled. He could feel his hair thinning and softening. His gums tingled again as even his baby teeth began to withdraw. “My teefs! I need my teefs!” He reached into his mouth as if to grab his teeth to prevent them from receding, but felt them push into his gums. “Aahh!”

“Aww, don't worry.” said Mr. Buttons. “I'll get you all clean and diapered, then we can play!” He smiled and pulled the shirt off of the shrinking baby boy, leaving him without a stitch of clothing on.

Nic blushed horribly and tried to speak, but all that came out was baby babble. “Ahbagubah!” he babbled. “A babababa?” He looked confused, then looked up at the bear, who was now as big as he was. Or rather, he was a small as it. He began to cry again, but was silenced by a pacifier suddenly placed in his mouth.

“Shhh...” said Mr. Buttons. “Just relax.” He put one of his soft paws on the little baby's head. “Just forget about all of those big boy thoughts. Forget all about adulthood and work. You see? Mr. Buttons knows a little boy when he sees one. Yes he does!”

Nic's mind began to dissolve into warm, lollipop soup. Ideas like working, driving, money, or even walking and using the potty, were all now so foreign to him. They floated away like moats of dust in the air. He reached out with his chubby hand and touched the soft bear's chest. “Buh buh?” he asked. He spotted the diaper in the bear's hands and smiled. “Dah!” He laid on his back and began kicking his little feet happily, sucking on his pacifier.

“Yes, that's right.” said Mr. Buttons. “It's your diaper!” He reached into one of his pockets and pulled out some baby wipes, then began cleaning the little boy's legs and groin. He lifted him by his ankles, then slid the open diaper under his cute little tush. He sprinkled some baby powder into it, and onto Nic's bottom, then settled him down onto it. Next, he pulled the front of the crinkly diaper up between his chubby little legs and taped each side down snugly over his tummy.

Nic smiled and clapped his chubby hands, feeling the soft bulk of his diaper around him. He felt warm, soft, and safe now, and reached up to the bear. “Bababa!” he babbled.

“Such a cute little one.” said Mr. Buttons. “Yes, I think you'll make a fine playmate. Ozzie and Tavi were right about you. You really are a baby on the inside.” He smiled and hugged Nic warmly, snuggling him and nuzzling his cheek.

Nic smiled and nuzzled the bear back, squeezing him in his chunky little arms and kicking his little feet. He cooed and smiled, suckling his pacifier and looking around at the big, brightly colored room. It all looked so fun and made him feel so happy.

Luna walked in to check on Nic's progress and gasped, then smiled. “Uh oh, looks like that old magic teddy bear found someone to play with.” she said, picking him up. “Oh well, I guess I should have checked that box first. It's my fault really, so I'll take care of you until you grow up again. Are you even in there?” She looked into the baby's eyes, but only saw the sweet, blissful innocence of infancy.

Nic looked at the pretty raccoon lady and gurgled in response. He knew she was there to take care of him, and enjoyed feeling her soft, warm fur against his tender baby skin. He knew he had nothing to worry about, and was eager to play with her and his little bear.

“I'm sure Ozzie has a way for you to grow up again.” said Luna. “We'll just have to wait until they get back. In the meantime, I'm sure you'll enjoy being a baby again for a while.” She patted his diapered rear and rocked him gently. “Good thing we have plenty of baby sized diapers too.”

Mr. Buttons smiled, going limp, acting like a real plush while Luna was around. He couldn't wait to play with his new friend, and maybe even two more very soon.

The End?

 

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