Baby's Back

Chapter 1
Ale House

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Chapter Description: The one and only part. Included are the comments I posted on the message board to go with the tale. At the time the intent was for other authors to take up the story.

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Well, I made a promise to join in the fun, and here it is. Don’t know if anyone will be surprised by my character selection, but I sure was. Let’s just say it’s the perfect choice for this type of continuing tale. Anyway, please enjoy. I hope I’m not too rusty.

“Baby’s Back”

A Continuous Crossover

by Oni

It was almost nine at the ‘Brury’ Ale House, the restaurant mostly filled with young revelers passing their time in what passed for a night life in this small town. It was a pretty versatile spot in truth. Booze, televised sports and pool; what more could a young rural adult ask for? Well, that and attractive members of the opposite sex, but there were certainly enough of those as well.

Speaking of which, one such creature took that moment to enter through the double doors, tugging her black winter coat off with a look of annoyance on her attractive face. She didn’t appear particularly cold. It just seemed from her expression that having to cover herself was the height of inconvenience.

It could be argued that covering such a beauty was an inconvenience to any of the opposite gender as well, not to mention a few of similar standing. She wore a strapless red dress that showed off her ample cleavage and stopped well above her knees. Curly red hair fell long down her back. The hose on her legs were thick, due again to the weather, but showed enough of her skin through their black coloring to showcase her legs nicely. Red heels finished off the outfit, providing a striking figure that turned more than a few heads as she walked to the bar.

“White Russian. Heavy on the cream.” The woman ordered, taking a look around the place with more than just her eyes.

She inhaled deeply, taking in the smells of smoke and alcohol, the sounds of adults at play, the very spirit of the grown up world. The woman smiled and sighed, her eyes still closed. It was good to be back.

A man came up, breaking her from her thoughts as he introduced himself. He was hitting on her she realized after a moment, having to search her memories to place the line he was using. She giggled involuntarily, remembering how much she used to enjoy such things, but her actions only succeeded in confusing the man, who did seem rather cute.

“Sorry.” She responded sincerely. “You were saying?”

She listened to his compliments a while longer, even accepting his offer to pay for her drink. She found herself enjoying the attention greatly. Still, as she read his thoughts and watched his aura, she knew he wasn’t what she was looking for. Too deceptive and too narrow minded for her present needs. He just wouldn’t do.

Oh, she could’ve had him for a night. Easily. But she had to put such thoughts aside for the moment. She had more pressing needs.

Making an excuse of meeting someone, and giving him a false number, she got rid of the suitor. Leaning back on her barstool she turned and looked over the crowd once more, sipping on the creamy goodness in her glass.

The vodka hit her like an old friend and her mind wandered for a bit, recalling the events that had brought her here. The note. The challenge. In truth, she hadn’t given flying fairy for any of it. Still, someone had rescued her from her sister’s prison and that needed to be addressed. Also, there was the other ….. problem.

The woman sighed, feeling sad for a moment. She’d never been a fool. Keeping her memory constantly backed up in a spell sphere pocketed in a dimensional crevice had saved her mind and doing the same with her power before it regressed to nothing had preserved her magic. However, the rub was, her personal trigger to reinstate the two had failed.

She’d been stuck. As an honest to goodness infant, what was left of her adult mind screaming in her tiny brain. Then, suddenly, after more than two years of her sentence, she was an adult again.

The redhead frowned, not yet noticing the milk mustache on her upper lip. Well, the last part wasn’t completely true. Her powers and memories had come back, but she was still an infant. Body, mind and essence. It was hard to explain to a non magic user. She remembered being an adult, had aged her body back to that size, but on some basic level it all felt wrong.

For a moment she wanted to suck on her thumb for comfort, but resisted. Spotting a stroller, she watched the baby girl inside contentedly pumping her pacifier, and felt the urge to take it and do the same. She shook her head and cleared her senses. She was still broken and she knew it. Regrettably, she no longer had the power to fix the damage, the injury her own spell had done to her. All she could do was slap a magical bandage on for a bit.

That was why she had come. Not for the challenge, not for some silly game, but to regain the level of power she needed to repair the damage that damn spell her sister’s mortal friend had slipped onto her. And when she did, she promised herself, Lori would certainly pay.

Feeling tipsy the Oni Lari placed her glass back on the counter. Under her curly hair her pointed ears perked up as she sensed something. An opportunity.

Sliding down from the stool and taking one careful step then another, Lari eventually strode over to the dark back corner and a series of booths. She spotted her target, a young man in a plaid shirt. ‘No style’, she thought, but that wasn’t why she was there. Across from the dark haired man was a very attractive blonde, her top revealing and her jeans tight. A blonde with a naughty secret.

Lari stretched and moved like a cat into the man’s side of the booth, hugging him and leaning against his body. “Hello David.” She purred. “How are you doing my sweet?”

David was surprised, not a strange thing considering he didn’t know this strange woman who was interrupting his date with Peggy. It was his third date, and his girlfriend had hinted at giving him something special that night.

“Wha …. Who are you?” he asked, pulling her arms away from him, though not all that urgently.

“David, who is this woman?” the blonde asked.

Lari glanced over at the woman, annoyed again. “Hush little girl. You will speak only when spoken to.” She commanded, pointing at Peggy. The woman tried to spew a few select insults at the interloper, but found to her shock and horror that no words would form from her mouth.

“Now, where were we David? Oh, yes, my name is Laurinda. Lari for short. And I am about to become your very best friend.” She announced, pouting as he slid away from her.

“What do you mean? Are you drunk? You’re interrupting our date.” The man said, composing himself.

“You’ll thank me for that, won’t he dear?” Lari asked Peggy with a smirk. “Allow me to explain. Dear little Peggy here has been lying to you for the last two weeks. She’s not 22, she’s 17. Very nice fake ID as a matter of fact. Her real boyfriend is currently playing pool. Tonight, she planned to have sex with you, and leave your door unlocked for him to photograph it. Then, the blackmailing would start. I believe your family is rather well off and well thought of. How delightfully naughty of you Peggy.” Lari said with a smile.

Peggy’s eyes went wide, and she immediately began to shake her head. David’s face went pale. “A-Are you a cop?” he asked Lari. “I had no idea. She tricked me. We’ve done nothing ……”

Lari placed a finger to the man’s lips. “Shhhhhhhhh. I really don’t care. You humans get too obsessed with minor details sometimes. I just wanted you to know about this, as well as make you an offer.”

“Offer?” David asked carefully. Peggy, who had heard quite enough, tried to get out of the booth, but found herself pinned to the seat.

Lari’s smile widened. “Yup. I can leave, wipe the last two minutes from each of your memories, and let the chips fall where they may. Or ……”

David gulped. “Or?”

“I can help you with this little annoyance right here and now.” Lari offered. “In case you haven’t figured out, I’m not as I appear. A little magic can resolve this quite nicely.”

The man’s face turned grim. “So, now you’re blackmailing me. And what’s this going to cost? My soul or something? That’s not worth it.” He whispered, looking scared.

Lari glared at him, honestly taking offense. “I am NOT a demon, though I am Jinn. I’m not evil, only, undecided as of yet. I don’t want your soul and I don’t wish to divert you from the light. I’m simply a harmless little trickster spirit. Well, mostly harmless. Oni’s honor. I just need your …. help.” She explained, sliding onto his lap and hugging the man once more. “I promise. It’ll be like rubbing a lamp and getting your own genie.” She remarked, rubbing her breast with his hand. “What you do is your own free choice.”

It took a few seconds as David thought things over. Finally he nodded, “Alright. If you’re telling the truth. Okay. Now, what do you want?”

“In good time. First, shall we punish this naughty little girl?” Lari purred, grinning at Peggy with a nasty gleam in her eyes. There was much frustration she had to let out after spending two years in diapers.

The Oni waved her hand and the girl’s voice could be heard once more, though it’s volume was limited. “No. Please. Just let me go. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” She began to whimper, her eyes watering.

Lari blew air through her lips in disgust. “Pathetic. David dear, how did you not see this was a sniveling child? Well, I’ll grant you one thing. Those large breasts are quite distracting.”

At her words Peggy’s blouse ripped open, buttons flying. Her bra then snapped in two, releasing the pair of milky white globes underneath. The blonde squealed in fear, but couldn’t move her arms to cover them.

“Yes, quite impressive.” Lari growled softly. “Too bad she’ll never have big ones like them again.” With that Peggy’s breasts began to shrink and regress. Her maturing nipples diminished back into a light pink juvenile state as the orbs they sat upon deflated like balloons.

“Noooooooo.” Peggy whined her crying increasing as she watched her chest flatten until all that was left were two pink dots on her seventeen year old body. David gasped in shock, perhaps only now fully accepting what was going on.

“I – I don’t wanna be a little girl.” Peggy bawled.

Lari leaned forward. “Oh, don’t worry honey, I promise I won’t stop there.”

The rest of the girl’s body began to youthen, her bare shoulders and chest sinking into her open top. From their vantage point Lori and David could also see the girl’s waist melting away from her belt. The once tight jeans wrinkled on her thinning legs, and under the table her feet rose from the floor as her limbs shrank. A shoe slipped and fell from the girl’s bare foot as she dropped below her teens, her once mature and sexy face becoming ever more childish and chubby. The other shoe dangled off the now little girl’s toes for a handful of seconds before joining it’s partner as her feet moved upward into the caverns of her jeans.

Peggy’s cheeks became chubby and round as they were drenched in tears, eventually leaving a four year old girl, her head even with the table top as she cried her eyes out. “I want my mommy!” she sniffled.

Grinning madly Lari reached over the table and tied the bottom corners of Peggy’s blouse together. The child’s now huge green satin panties hung uselessly between her small legs, showing off more than they covered. Her butt was only a third of the size of the crater her jeans now formed.

“Awwwww, poor baby. You fiendish plot not working out as you wanted? Tough.” Lari cackled. The seemingly giant Oni took Peggy under her arms and lifted her off the seat with ease. No longer held by the child’s weight, the jeans slid off the seat and dropped to the floor below as they skimmed under the tot’s small feet.

Squealing and kicking in terror the little girl managed to squirm out of her large panties, leaving her bare from the waist down. Lari burst out laughing. “Looks like you won’t be using that for seducing men anytime soon sweetie. That’s just for pee pee now.”

The jeans and shoes vanished, only to reform into a pink plastic booster seat under the dangling child. Lari placed the four year old down and into it, feeling Peggy tense as her bottom met with the cool plastic seat, then leaned on her elbows to admire her work.

The tiny girl was simply adorable. At first Lari was simply proud at having executed the spell right, but as she watched the brat squeeze out more tears she found herself taking even more pleasure from it. Much more than she had the last time with Rob.

“What a baby.” She sneered. “To think you got to enjoy that body of yours, enjoy adult things, while I had to sit in a crib and be changed by my own baby sister.” She whispered. “Well, you deserve to be a baby.”

“I’m nah a baby! I’m nah!” The child whined pathetically.

“Sure you are. You can’t even tell you have to potty.” Lari mocked. With that, the four year old, sitting on her booster seat, her privates bared, began to pee. It shot out like a fountain and it took a few seconds before the girl realized she was doing it. A high pitched screech emanated from her tiny throat and her body shrank further. Limbs and digits dotted with baby fat became engulfed. Small feet planted firmly on the padded seat rose even further onto the booster as they became soft and pudgy. Soon a 15 month old baby with wild blonde hair squirmed and kicked in the puddle of waste she had created for herself, her once sexy blouse helping to soak up the urine.

The complaints stopped, as did the whining. Now all Peggy did was cry, a handful of baby teeth all that were visible in her open mouth.

Lari, for her part, could barely contain the intense feelings surging within her. She squeezed her legs together as she felt her own privates moisten, reveling in her own power like never before and gazing dominantly down at the helpless form she had created to play with like a little dolly. The sexy, mature teen she had reduced and brought down to her own level.

Lari blinked at that thought, at first surprised, but coming to understand it. She was still a baby, at least for now. And all these people had been able to laugh and enjoy their adult lives while she’d been stuck in diaper hood. She deserved to be a big girl, not them. None of them. Except maybe the ones she liked. But she would decide that. It was her right after all, her powers said so.

The Oni smiled as her mind wandered in thought. It returned to reality only when she noticed the obstruction between her lips. She’d been sucking on her thumb again.

Pulling the digit from her mouth Lari actually felt herself blush for an instant. She doubted David had noticed, his gaze was too intent on the baby bawling before them. Crawling back into his lap, Lari took Peggy’s green panties with her. A moment later they formed into a disposable diaper, the perfect size.

A waitress came by, shocked at the mess baby Peggy had created. “Would you be a dear and clean her up?” Lari asked the woman sweetly.

“Are you nuts? Why wasn’t she wearing her diaper?” the dark haired waitress asked.

Lari squinted in anger. “Nuts? Lemme ask you, why aren’t you wearing your diaper?”

The confused waitress never new what hit her. One instant she stood before them, a cute brunette in her early twenties. Then came a flash and she shrank rapidly, her shorts contracting and padding up, her sneakers turning into white booties, her cap into a matching bonnet and her shirt becoming yellow with smiling mushrooms on it. Lari loved happy mushrooms.

Now it was Lari’s turn to squeal, happily in contrast to her victims. She kicked her feet and bounced on David’s lap as she enjoyed the effects of her spell.

The chubby 18 month old waitress looked up in horror, then burst into tears. A moment later a pacifier formed in her mouth. She then clumsily turned and tried to toddle away, her padded bottom crinkling and bulging with each hurried step.

“Oh no you don’t.” Lari remarked sweetly, and with a gesture the toddler vanished, only to reappear in a high chair at the table’s side. “Sit still.” Lari commanded, as she made the toddler wet herself. “If you’re good, maybe I won’t let your co-workers clean you up after I let them know who you are.” The fearful wide eyed baby simply sucked on her paci for comfort.

“I wanna do more.” Lari breathed. Grabbing a cloth napkin she reached over to Peggy’s side and quickly cleaned the baby up. She then laid the infant on the table, within reach of her glass of white wine, and lifted her by the ankles to diaper her.

“Hmmm, big fan of wine lists Peggy dear? How’s about, ‘Please, don’t diaper me. I’m not a baby. I’ll be a good girl.” Lari mocked. She then took the glass, and it shifted into a baby’s bottle, filled with infant’s formula. She popped it into the bawling babe’s mouth to quiet her and after a moment’s resistance, baby Peggy suckled on it contentedly.

No one near them had noticed anything strange going on, likely due to Lari’s powers muddling random thoughts in the area. Peggy’s boyfriend however, done with his last round of pool, looked over at the booth in confusion. Their mark was still there, but his girlfriend was no where to be seen. Instead he spotted another woman, and two babies. It was beyond weird.

It was then Billy heard a voice in his head, just for a moment, just as the redhead looked right at him. “C’mon over big boy. We’re having a party.”

Still confused, Billy felt compelled to come over, and before he knew it, he was briskly walking over to the booth.

Lari sat on the table, dangling her legs as she admired Peggy’s boyfriend. While only 18 he was quite large, muscles developed from football and wrestling. He was quite the intimidating sight. David noticed him approach as well, just as Lari turned to him and said, “David dear. Do me a favor and remove that boy’s diaper.”

“Huh?” David asked in shock.

“Beat him up. Trust me.” Lari said with a wink.

Just as David stood Billy looked at him and asked. “Where’s Peggy? I’m … her brother.” He said after a moment of thought. He then looked to Lari, who was kicking her legs restlessly as she sat upon the table, one of her hands rocking the blonde baby by her chubby chest. “What’s going on here? Where’d these babies come from anyway?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know Billy willy.” Lari mocked.

David confronted the teen. “The blonde baby’s Peggy. I know what you two were up to. It’s over.” He said, Lari’s powers making him brave enough to actually poke the muscled teen in the chest.

Billy shook his head. “You’re crazy. Now tell me where Peggy is or I’m going to have to hurt you.” He said, pushing his chest against David’s and bumping him back. Well, trying to at least.

David noticed his opponent’s failure, and with both hands pushed back. Billy immediately lost his balance and fell on his ass.

Lari giggled. “Billy fall down and go boom.” She quipped happily, dangling a shoe on her big toe.

“What the? You asked for it.” The teen announced, getting up and swinging a punch. David didn’t move fast enough to avoid it, but even when it hit his face, the blow felt like no more than a breeze.

David grinned, and grabbing the front of the teen’s shirt, punched right back. Billy fell again, and looked up, just as Lari took all his maturity away.

His control dissipated like the morning dew and suddenly the dark haired teen began to wail in fear, just like an infant, kicking his heels on the floor in frustration. He was unable to stop, even as he felt his clothing grow. All his clothes soon engulfed him, only his underwear matching his retreat, but they changed along with him. Thicker and bulkier they became, cloth turning to plastic. A sensation formed down below and he knew he had to pee, badly. Unable to hold it he wet his pants, no, his diapers he realized in horror. The padding around his privates became shockingly warm and wet.

David watched amazed yet satisfied as the brute turned into a brat, dropping into childhood, then fattening up for his toddler years. The teen’s jeans laid flat on the floor as his shirt hung on him like a nightgown.

Lari’s free hand moved between her legs as she watched her work unfold. Even she was surprised by how much she was enjoying all this. Perhaps this game would be more fun than she’d expected.

When Billy looked about two years in age, he stopped getting younger. A moment later his big boy clothes vanished, leaving a toddler dressed in only a very yellow disposable diaper. Lari turned his adult maturity back on, but the boy certainly didn’t feel at all big. He blushed horribly as a pointing crowd began to form.

David laughed. “Get up baby. Now!” The toddler scrambled to his feet quickly, not enjoying the cold cement floor beneath his tender soles.

“So, you wanted to fight? Well, I think the baby needs his dipee changed.” David mocked, poking the toddler’s round tummy.

Little Billy covered his stomach and shook his head. “Noooooo.”

“Lying to me, huh? Well, it wouldn’t be the first time. Your little girlfriend and you got what you deserved.” David replied, grabbing the tape on the side of Billy’s diaper and pulling it free. The soiled diaper popped open and fell to the floor, revealing the tiny nub that was all that remained of the boy’s manhood. Scattered giggling and laughter could be heard from the crowd, former enemies and girlfriends perhaps. Despite his returned maturity, the little boy began to cry again.

Lari moaned in delight as she sat upon the table. She had pulled the baby bottle from little Peggy’s mouth and was drinking it herself now.

David finally turned away from the boy and looked back at his new friend, confused at her behavior for a moment. “Um, Lari. I think we should be going.”

Pulling the nipple from her lips the Oni answered with an, “Awwwwww? Do we have to? I can turn a lot more people into babies. It’s easy.”

There were a few screams and gasps from the crowd as everyone gathered around realized what she meant. Many ran, some stumbled, but no one stayed. None except the three she’d already dealt with.

Momentarily sad Lari perked up, giggling again. “Oops.” She stated. “Oh well, just let me finalize the regression of these three. There, now only someone more powerful than me can reverse all this.” She remarked gleefully as all three of the tots began to wail at the top of their little lungs.

Lari basked in the noise. After a moment she continued. “Now, let’s get down to business. I did you a favor, now you do one for me.” The bottle went back into her mouth and she pumped on the rubber nipple, swinging her heeled feet even more energetically.

Unsure about his new ‘friend’, but not wanting to upset her, David carefully asked, “So, what exactly do you need from me?”

The bottle left Lari’s mouth with an audible pop. “Well, I need your help to get back to my home plane. There’s this Orb see? And …. uh, one sec. I gotta go potty. I mean, powder my nose.” The Oni said, hopping down from the table and running for the restrooms. She was sure she’d make it, after all she was a big girl now.

to be continued.............

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Potential authors only may read this. Small spoilers.

A few quick notes on Lari. She is of course from "The Spirit of Christmas". Lori’s ’dark Oni’ sister. Last we saw her she was facing the fate of having to grow up all over again, under her good sister’s care. Well, that did sound like fun, but I wanted her back once I got this idea wrapped in my mind.

What we have now is a rather powerful Oni ’trickster spirit of Japanese legend’, who is in truth a baby Oni. You’ll notice the infantile tendencies and feelings she gets. Feel free to use them. I’m expecting them to get more frequent, which should work out well. After all, what is more selfish than a baby? Especially one who feels others don’t deserve to be older than her. :)

She can’t return to her own plane because her spirit form is regressed, and there’s nothing she can do about disguising it there. So, she needs powerful magic to change what her own spell did to her. The Orb of Ettin will work fine, but she needs someone else to use it on her. Hence David. She could also get a more powerful magic user to help, but she knows that would likely cost her dearly.

Oh, and remember, she’s not really evil, just chaotic, with the core maturity of an infant. Hmmmm, that might be worse. ;)

Have fun. Don’t kill her. Oni.

 

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