The Return to Innocence

Chapter 9
Chapter 9

The Return to Innocence - Part 9

by BBoy

The little child removed his thumb and looked directly at Jeff. “Yeath it me. What do you think of my new ride?” Rob Leahey giggled and kicked his legs in the air at the comment. Michelle reached down unclipped the safety belt and lifted her husband out of the stroller, placing him on the floor. The professor stood unsteadily for a moment before he walked awkwardly towards Jeff. After 10 steps the professor wobbled and fell backwards onto his cushioned butt. The professor got to his knees and made the rest of the way over crawling like a child just learning to walk. It was obvious the physical age of 10 months had an overwhelming impact on the Professor’s balance and ability to walk. It couldn’t be any easier with a thick diaper widening his stance making him waddle more than walk normally, Jeff knew this from first hand experience as his diaper constantly reminded him.

It was getting almost too much for Jeff. The past week had been overwhelming and more than once he had broke down crying, especially with his new regressed emotions it was hard not too feel beleaguered by the events. First he was regressed, then without any consultation he was treated more and more like someone his physical age. He was only starting to get used to his situation and the routine of feedings and naps developed for him by his wife and now his mentor was younger than him! As Rob crept towards him, Jeff stepped back in shock not sure how to react however his balance was also poor and he fell on his bottom. Sitting there mouth wide open as a little stream of drool began to trickle down his chin.

Rob made his way over to Jeff and sat down beside him, both babies had their legs spread apart and their diapers were clearly bulging under their pants. Jeff was speechless as he looked at his boss, the drool was now dripping on to his shirt. “At least I’m bigger than you.” Jeff struggled with any response while struggling with the sight of his new boss.

Jeff then noticed a growing wet spot on the crotch of Rob’s coveralls. It was obvious that the professor was having an accident right in front of him but what surprised Jeff most was that it went unnoticed even as the pee leaked around the diaper and onto his clothes. “Uhhh...professor, your diapee is weaking.” With that Leahey rolled his eyes and looked down at the growing stain. “Mama bought these cheap diapers yesterday and this is the second time today I’ve made a mess.” Jeff was a little surprised that Leahey just sat there not attempting to get help with his diaper change, then upon reflection Jeff had also slipped into the same passive mode the other day. It almost made sense. “Please call me Rob, Professor seems to formal at this age.”

“Any problems since you ended up as a baby?” Jeff inquired. Rob smiled shyly, “Yeath, this morning I finally got over a bad case of diaper wash. I woke up yesterday morning and it must have been there all night, it really hurt all day yesterday.” Jeff nodded I know what you mean, when that stuff wants to come out there is no way of stopping it from going everywhere inside your pants.”

“Have you tried cloth diapers yet?” Rob inquired back. “Nah haven’t had the chance yet. But they have to be better than these paper lined disposables.” Jeff giggled, “You know instead of talking about football or something else we’re discussing diaper fashions!” With that comment both infants broke out into uncontrollable laughter.

Finally Jeff had someone to relate with, someone to confide in. For the first time Jeff was getting comfortable with his new life, for the moment his fears were washed away. It no longer bothered him that he was wrapped in a diaper, and stripped of his former status as an adult. It almost seemed normal to be dressed in babyish clothes and only 30 inches tall.

“You called your wife Mama? Mine made me change her name too but it does roll off the tongue pretty naturally.”

Their conversation continued for about fifteen minutes until Michelle and Margaret noticed the large stain on the front of Rob’s pants. Both mothers picked up their babies, Margaret cuddled Jeff while they both watched Michelle change Rob. Michelle rested Rob down on the counter top and proceeded to change the wet mess. Margaret and Jeff noticed right away that Michelle cooed and talked the way she would with a real baby. Rob laid back and smiled at her making small short babyish noises and obviously enjoying the attention. Margaret unconsciously started making loving baby talk and patting Jeff’s diapered bottom. Jeff responded by laying his head on her breast and deposited his thumb in his mouth.

Michelle unbuttoned Rob’s blue coveralls and removed the dirty clothes. Then undoing the diaper’s tapes she removed the wet package throwing it in the garbage can. Rob shivered as Michelle gave his skin a cleaning with a baby wipe. Michelle was about to reach for a new diaper when Jeff removed his thumb. “Michelle why not use one of my diapers, Rob’s seems to leak a lot.”

Margaret handed over Jeff’s diaper bag to Michelle and giggled, “Might as well listen to the experts!”

Michelle gladly accepted the bag and proceed to take out various items in the bag. She used the cream rubbing it into every fold of Rob’s skin. As Rob laid there his penis straightened slightly with a small erection, Rob was getting off on this how it wasn’t a complete surprise as this happened often with little boys. However the surprise was that Rob didn’t show any signs of embarrassment. The little child just kept giggling and playing with his hands as Michelle worked on his. Finally she removed the Pampers and laid it under Rob finally pulling it up between his legs and fastening it. She then dug into Rob’s diaper bag and pulled out a yellow set of shortalls and proceeded to pull it over the little man’s head and down his body, finally pulling it under his diaper and attaching it with snaps.

As Michelle finished up she reached into Rob’s bag and pulled out a jar of baby food. “Alright time for Robbie and Jeffery’s lunch. With the announcement, both babies had their bibs tucked around their necks and feed bottles of green beans and strained carrots. Jeff was able to get most of the food in his mouth, however the bib did catch it’s fair share of the meal. It was a little embarrassing to look so childish in front of others being spoon fed pureed mush but he understood he needed Margaret to help him. What was worse, his insecurities were exposed to the world. He looked exactly like he should for a young toddler, especially wearing a large bulky diaper.

However Jeff was doing was much better than his friend, Rob who was having more difficulty eating and his bib was a mess. Being 5 months younger must have made a difference in their coordination. All be it small difference it was enough for Jeff to hold on to some dignity.

As the babies finished up their meal, it was time for a drink. Margaret laid Jeff on her lap and produced a bottle full of formula. Jeff initially didn’t want to take the nipple self-conscious others would watch him nursing like a baby, however after his initial refusal he accepted his fate and began to nurse. Jeff surrendered to the moment, relaxed and became content to lay back in the comfort of his mother’s lap. It wasn’t that he was really thirsty but it was very comforting and enjoyable to just be in Margaret’s arms while his tongue and checks were rhythmically pulling on the nipple. Jeff looked over at Rob to find Michelle had unbuttoned her blouse and slipped a breast out for Rob to take. Laying in Michelle’s arms Rob eagerly accepted the teat and began suckling.

Jeff stopped momentarily as he watched in amazement as his former boss nursed, after a few seconds he continued to feed from the bottle but kept watching in amazement and curiosity. Michelle looked over and smiled, “Jeffery must want a little titty also?”

Margaret giggled and patted Jeff’s bottom, “I think Jeffery is a little to old to be breastfeed.” Jeff had been caught staring. Embarrassed he turned his head away, impotently kicked his feet in the air and kept sucking from his bottle.

“Oh no, 15 months isn’t too old. Our Pediatrician recommended our son be breastfed until his 1st birthday then slowly wean him off it. He still had a feeding once a day until he was 18 months.” Michelle suggested with a fiendish grin.

“Well we shall see but I’m not sure, I’m not ready to start breastfeeding, I haven’t lactated in almost six years.” Margaret could tell Jeff was uncomfortable with the conversation by the way he was shifting around in her lap while nursing.

Michelle also noticed Jeff’s discomfort and continued to press the conversation, “You know Domperidone is an excellent drug to promote milk production. Robbie was feeding about two days after I started taking the medication.”

“Well I’ll think about it however for now we will stick to the nipple bottles.” With that comment Jeff calmed down a little. The thought of nursing from a bottle was bad enough but taking milk from Margaret’s teat was another matter. Jeff snuggled in her lap and concentrated on the milk in front of him, only looking briefly to watch Robbie happily accepting his lunch. The sight didn’t revolt him but somehow deep inside fascinated him.

Both babies kept nursing while their mothers talked about clothes, strollers, feeding routines, ect. Neither Jeff nor Rob seemed to care that they were the center of the conversation, instead they concentrated on getting their fill of milk.“ Jeff kept looking over at Rob curious at what it must be like to suckle from his mother’s breast. It wasn’t a sexual feeling but he didn’t debate the issue, instead he watched and finished off his bottle.

Margaret picked up Jeff, rested his head on her shoulder and proceeded to pat his back. A large belch came out waking Jeff from his trance. Jeff looked around and realized what he had just done but didn’t care, he was a little groggy from the formula, warm and being held close and secure. For the first time since being transformed into a little wet baby Jeff was happy and secure. Secure with himself, secure with his place in life. Jeff slipped his thumb into his mouth and laid his head on his mommy’s breast.

Soon Rob was done and burped. Both men were then place in the playpen, “Okay Robbie and Jeffery you two be good while we leave the room for a minute. We are just running down the hall to get a coffee and will be right back. You two be good babies!” With that Margaret and Michelle left the room. Rob grabbed the mesh walls and pulled himself up so he could watch the two women leave. Rob started to fuss but Michelle turned around, walked over to the playpen and rubbed Rob’s head. “Now come on Robbie you can be without me for a few minutes. Jeffery’s mommy and I need to have a private chat about the two of you. I want both of you to play quietly in the pen. If we have to come back prematurely there will be a spanking. Have I made myself clear to both of you?”

The two babies looked up at the dominating figure and nodded their heads, while looking innocent at the same time. The look from the babies melted Michelle’s heart, a broad smile came across her face. She reached down and kissed Robbie’s head getting a giggle from the infant, then in his mirth he let go of the playpen wall and dropped to a sitting position. Michelle stood up and the two women walked out the door leaving the babies sitting in the playpen.

As their mothers left the room Jeff remained sitting with his legs spread out before him and a thin stream of drool running from the side of his mouth. He was a little groggy from his meal and knew that a nap time was coming soon. Michelle and Margaret had left two small blankets in the playpen in case they decided to nap before they returned. Jeff looked around at his rubber jail cell and wondered if these soft bars would become a permanent part of his everyday life. He wasn’t distressed by the realization that his movements were restricted but instead he wondered what sort of life he would start to lead inside the playpen. Would he be allowed to read scientific journals or would he be subjected to blocks and colourful picture books designed for people of ?his age’.

As Jeff sat on the soft rubber floor he noticed that the front of his diaper was getting warmer however it barely fazed him It was becoming routine, even though he had been in diapers for only 48 hours their use had become a normal and an unavoidable part of his day. No longer humiliated by their presence Jeff was starting to take the situation in stride. He still found the concept of loosing his toilet training unnerving however it was less disturbing then the actual act of peeing and pooping. For the moment he was content to sit and feel the warmth travel up the sides of his diaper.

Jeff turned back to his former boss and noticed that Rob was lost in thought, for the moment the much smaller infant was almost unrecognizable as his superior. The PhD scientist was now a mere shadow of his former self, sitting across from Jeff staring up at the window.

“So what happened? Why didn’t you get in touch with us?” Jeff inquired.

Rob looked down at himself and his fresh diaper then pulled his index finger from his mouth. “It’s been a crazy week. I’m still living in a dream or nightmare...I think. I know its real but it’s so bizarre. I think I know how it happened but the chances of something happening so spontaneously without being planned seems almost impossible. But it has happened and look at us know!” Rob looked like he might be on the verge of crying. His emotions were once again taking hold of him but struggled valiantly to keep them at bay. He grabbed a fuzzy bear that was laying near by, hugged it and stuck his thumb into his mouth gaining comfort and strength in the process. He rocked back and forth as a few tears trickled down his cheek but he managed to keep his composure as he prepared to recount his tale.

- to be continued.