Babysitting Sammy

Chapter 1
Babysitting Sammy

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Chapter Description: Babysitting has it's danger, especially from the one you babysit.

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*A one off story made for a friend who’s birthday is soon*

A simple request, baby sit a two year toddler for several hours. With experience caring for her own child then she felt this wouldn’t be a problem and she was happy to help a friend.

After giving a reassurance that there wouldn’t be any problems, although inside she hoped she was accurate in saying so, Reina Beaumont smiles kindly, her maternal instincts strong, at the toddler who would be her responsibility for several hours – an adorable red haired toddler called Samantha, or Sammy for short.

She was as adorable as her own daughter, who was back at home having a nap and being looked after by Naomi Watt, a woman Reina lived with as a friend since her arrival in this universe two years ago.

Sammy is a little shy at first, peeking from around the sofa at Reina. But after a little while she musters the courage to approach Reina, curiosity in her eyes at the woman, her cute pink baby sized shoes squeaking away as she walks, her visible and quite thick looking nappy rustling with each step.

“Who you?” She asks shyly.

I’m Reina, nice to meet you, and what’s your name?” She already knew the child’s name, but as she noted with her daughter, young children liked to have the chance to say their names.

“Sammy” Reina resists giving the adorable child a hug, it was like being with her daughter.

“And how old are you Sammy?” Sammy thinks for a few seconds, then raises a hand and counts her fingers as if trying to figure that out, then smiling she says proudly:

“Me two!” A smile on her face, her tiny teeth showing, as she says it with pride in her voice.

“My, you’re fairly becoming a big girl then” Sammy shakes her head.

“No, me wike being ikkle, it fun” Reina smiles, agreeing with her silently.

“But don’t you want to be all grown up?” Another shake of the head, her red hair bouncing with the movement, her body swaying as well like toddlers tended to do.

“No, being ikkle better” Feeling more confident now, Sammy half bounces, half toddles towards Reina.

“Okay, if you say so. So what do you want to do?” Sammy thinks for a moment, then smiles.

“Dwawing!” Reina reaches over to her handbag and opens it, taking some paper and crayons out.

“Good thing I thought to take some paper and…I was sure there were crayons here a second ago” Looking around for the crayons Reina realises that Sammy’s toddled off and she gets up, looking for the toddler and finds her sitting at a wall, drawing on the wallpaper happily.

“Oh no, not the walls! Not…oh, never mind. Adds colour I suppose” Sammy giggles and continues drawing, Reina smiles a little at how adorable she is, so like her own daughter, and puts the paper back in her hand bag.

After a little while Sammy finishes her latest masterpiece of wallpaper art, a mess of swirls and pretty cute images.

“All done with your masterpiece?” Reina asks, Sammy nods. “So what next?”

“Pway!” And then Sammy runs off towards the kitchen, curious on what the toddler meant by play, Reina follows her and stops when she sees what Sammy meant.

Somehow she has managed to pry a jar of jam open and is smearing it mostly all over herself, giggling happily.

“Oh…I have no idea how you managed to get that jar open, but jar is mostly for eating. It doesn’t make for very good face paint” Still giggling, Sammy tips the jar over her head, the sticky spread flowing out onto her hair.

“Oh Sammy! Quite the mucky pup. Let’s get you cleaned up before you start to think you’re a piece of toast” Lifting the messy toddler up from the kitchen floor, Reina takes her through to the bathroom and wipes her clean gently. Once done she takes Sammy back through to the living room.

“Just like my daughter, getting everywhere and mostly a lot of everything on you” Setting Sammy down, Reina sits down and notes a clean looking pink bunny next to her.

“And who’s this?” She asks. Sammy reaches for the bunny, Reina handing it to her.

“Dis Fish, he my cuddwy” Hugging the bunny, the bunny’s ear’s flopping on her head, Sammy gives a happy coo before dropping the bunny on the floor unceremoniously.

“Poor Fish. So what do you want to do now? As long as it isn’t something like bringing mud in the house, that I think would be a problem” Sammy giggles.

“No, me wan you to be ikkle wike me” Then Sammy toddles off, Reina following her in case Sammy is up to something.

Instead she finds Sammy in what looks like the main bedroom trying to open a door.

“And what’s in there?” Reina asks.

“Ikkle stuff for gwown ups wike you” With effort Sammy manages to open the door, then stands on her toes as she reaches for something. Pulling at something, Sammy tugs then falls down on her padded bottom and a large package falls down in front of her.

Reina recognises it instantly, a large pack of adult sized nappies. They looked to be as thick as the one Sammy was wearing.

“I’m not sure if I should wear one, Sammy, I’m an adult” Taking a large nappy from the package, Sammy holds it up to Reina.

“Wear dis and me make you ikkle wike me” Tempted, but feeling it was best to refuse, Reina takes the nappy and sets it down beside the package.

“I can’t, Sammy” Sammy decides to try one of the oldest tricks in the book, the same kind of trick that Reina’s daughter likes to use when she wants something.

Her eyes go wide as she looks up at Reina, her bottom lip quivering. A toddler’s form of blackmail.

“Sammy…” The eyes go wider, her tiny hands clench together. Reina sighs, she never won this battle against her daughter and she knew she couldn’t win it against this cutie.

“Okay, I’ll wear it” Sammy’s blackmail look changes into a toothy grin in an instant.

“Yay!” Sammy cries in delight and she bounces happily on the floor. Picking the nappy up, Reina takes Sammy back into the living room and places her in the playpen there.

“I won’t be long” Quickly Reina slips into the bathroom and slips the nappy on, a little sprinkle of baby powder used as well, then pulling her jeans back up, returns to the living room to find that Sammy has somehow managed to escape her play pen.

“Now where are you?” A clicking sound and Reina turns to see Sammy holding what looks like a water shooter, her tiny hands having a little trouble holding it.

“You a mummy?” She asks. Reina nods, she knew she could take the water shooter easily, but she didn’t want to risk Sammy being hurt in the process.

“Aye, to a beautiful little girl who’s around the same age as you. Now give me the water shooter please” Sammy shakes her head.

“No, me make you ikkle wike me” And she fires.

Her clothes soaked, Reina sighs as she wonders why her daughter doesn’t do things like this very often. Sammy drops the empty water shooter and hugs Reina’s left leg.

“Now you be ikkle wike me! We pway and pway!” Just as she was going to scold Sammy for her behaviour, Reina realises that something feels odd. Her body is tingling, like it does when her medical requirement is being triggered, but it feels different. Almost slower.

“Sammy, what was in that water shooter?” She asks.

“Me make it! It make me ikkle when me no wan be gwown up” Reina looks down and sees that her clothes are becoming loose, well almost all of her clothes, her nappy seemed to be the only thing that was still fitting her.

“Are you saying that you made a youth formula? Exactly how old are you?” Sammy giggles again.

“Me gwown up usually, but me wan be ikkle, so me be ikkle” Looking down her blouse, Reina sees that her body is reverting back to a young woman.

“Well I guess that’s one way to go down a cup size. How long does it last for?” She feels her jeans loosen and fall to the ground, revealing the thick nappy between her legs which was adjusting to fit the younger she was becoming.

“Until mowning, den it wear off. You no wike being ikkle?” Reina smiles, despite the fact that she was entering her mid teens again.

“I love being little, but only when I need to be. Sammy, children need adults to care for them, they’re too young to understand the dangers” The sleeves of her blouse now covering her hands as well as her arms, Reina begins to worry, if she became too young she and Sammy would be at risk.

She had to get help. Remembering her mobile phone in her hand bag, she steps over her jeans, which are now too big for her, and rushes over to it, taking the phone out.

Now around 13 years old, the nappy the only thing fitting her securely, Reina calls up her small list of numbers and finds the one she’s looking for.

A couple of rings sound and a voice can be heard on the other end.

“Hello?” Naomi Watt asks.

“It’s me, Reina, something’s happened. The toddler I’m looking after has somehow turned me into a child and I’m getting younger, likely back to a toddler or a little younger. I hate to ask this, but could you come round here and baby sit me and Sammy?” Her age drops a little more, from a teen to a pre-teen, all adult assets now gone.

“She turned you into a child? How?” Naomi asks.

“Some youth formula she made, she’s an adult who’s turned herself into a toddler so that she can be younger for a little while. I’m too young to care for her, please, could you come round and take Karen with you?” Another year melts away, placing Reina at nine years old and still getting younger.

“Three toddlers to look after…Three toddlers...” Naomi says, shock in her voice.

“Naomi? Naomi?” Now eight, Reina can feel her regression slowing down.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes, I just need to breath, don’t do anything” The call ends and Reina turns to Sammy as she slips back to being seven years old.

“Naomi will be right round after she’s recovered from her panic attack” Reina says, noting that a lisp is beginning to form.

“Kawen your chiwd?” Sammy asks.

“Aye, she’ll be joining us since Naomi can’t leave her alone in the house” Reina drops back to being six years old, her age still dropping.

“Yay! We have lots of fun!”

Karen cuddled against her, Naomi arrives at the house where Reina was baby sitting, or had been, and opens the door to find two toddlers of around two years old playing patty cake, the red haired toddler had a pink t-shirt one with the words ‘Daddy’s messy angel’ on the front and the other toddler, her hair a dark blonde showing hints of her developing black hair, was wearing only a nappy.

They turn to look at her and the dark haired toddler smiles, her tiny teeth showing.

“Hi Noome! Me ikkle!” Naomi sets Karen down, who toddles to the other toddlers to join her now young mother and her friend. As Karen plops down on her padded bottom to play with the two toddlers, Naomi finds herself wishing that she could split herself in two.

This was going to be a long night.

Beware when babysitting a toddler, they might just make you lose your age. Maybe.

 

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