Hostel

Chapter 10
Ending B

“I accept your terms Mr. Aver,” Irving began, “Being young again don’t sound so bad.”

Mr. Aver smiled. “I’m glad that you can accept your loss Detective. You can see that there is no way out.”

He held the syringe and jammed it into Irving’s neck. Irving gasped as he felt the liquid gush through him. He coughed, just as the others had. He felt himself shrinking, which was a weird feeling in itself. The ground seemed to rise and his clothes grew loose on him. His denim jeans slid down to his ankles, but his genitals were covered with his now overlarge sweater and shirt. It felt as if his feet were in giant holes. Irving managed to step out of his shoes, leaving his socks behind as well. Once the feeling faded, Irving looked up at the now massive Mr. Aver.

“Good, good,” Mr. Aver murmured. He bent down and grabbed Irving under his armpits. Irving felt his bare feet leave the cold stone floor and rise into the air. It was another weird feeling, being lifted. Mr. Aver held him in front of him. “You are now only two years old, Detective, which means, I should probably get a diaper on you.”

Mr. Aver carried Irving over to a table. He lifted Irving’s giant sweater and shirt off of him, leaving him completely nude. Irving was extremely uncomfortable. Never before had he felt so small and vulnerable. Tiffany, who also appeared huge, handed Mr. Aver a pair of training pants. Mr. Aver encouraged Irving to lie down. He took a bottle of diaper cream and squirted some into his fingers. He rubbed it all over Irving’s diaper area, causing him to blush hotly. He didn’t like the feeling, especially since he was now too young to enjoy such touching. Instead, he felt like giggling. To Irving’s surprise, Mr. Aver lifted his legs and lower body into the air and powdered his butt. A lone tear of humiliation rolled down Irving’s cheek. He had not predicted this!

Finally, Mr. Aver slid the diaper underneath Irving’s butt and set him down on it. He taped it on him. Mr. Aver stood Irving up. The feel of the diaper hanging on him was unusual and oddly comforting.

“That’s better,” Mr. Aver said. He smiled wickedly, causing Irving to shudder out of uncertainty. “By the way, I forgot to mention that you will not have the same fate as the others. You have done nothing wrong; you were only doing your job. So, instead of having to grow up again, you’ll stay the way you are. And you won’t forget anything.”

Irving widened his eyes. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He tried to complain, but only baby gibberish came out.

“It is not a punishment,” Mr. Aver admitted, “Think about it! You no longer have to do anything for yourself! You don’t have to use the toilet! And you can even run around in only a diaper! All day and night you’ll be pampered by your loving guardians! They’ll know you won’t grow up, so they’ll never expect anything from you! Also, since you still have your memories, you’ll never learn how to talk! This way, I’ll never have to worry about you ratting out on me! It’s all perfect!”

Irving thought about this and realized....that he was right. Irving had no way to grow up again, so why worry? He was helpless, and he needed someone to care for him now.

Irving nodded, hoping Mr. Aver would get the message. He did, because he smiled and lifted Irving in the air.

“You shall have a good life from now on, Detective.”