Back Again

Chapter 1
Back Again

Chapter Description: People rarely learn from their mistakes

“Tell me, how does it feel?” Her voice is a whisper to me and seems to echo around the room, I feel scared at this yet I know she won't harm me but it doesn't stop me from being afraid.

“Please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to steal from you!” Well tried to steal anyway.

“Bit late now I would say, you were warned but you didn't heed the warning” My body feels strange as my clothes become baggy, the room seems bigger than it did before.
“Your friends got away but you, well, you will have to do when it comes to being given punishment for your actions. Maybe if you have been faster you might have escaped, maybe if you had jumped out of the window instead of hesitating I wouldn't have been able to catch you. But you did and now, well, now you're going to get your just desserts” My just desserts, huh, more like a reset.

“Please, I'm so sorry! We were just having a laugh!” My voice sounds different and I look down, the floor seems a little closer and my chest seems to be flattening. Oh no.

“A laugh, you say? Oh haha, a laugh, breaking into my home to try and nick something as some sort of stupid joke and you claim it was for a laugh? Bad comedy I would say, you only have yourself to blame for this. I'm already informed your parents and I'll drop you off at their house after the first stage of your punishment is complete, the rest will last the rest of your life.

Every month after you grow back up you'll find yourself having some little time for a few days, the age will vary but you will be needing some thick protective garments. Or should I say, nappies. And you will need them often even after growing back up, you'll crave the comfort and every time you think of doing something like this again you'll feel quite little within.
I hope you've learned your lesson from this 'laugh' of yours”

“I HAVE! PLEASE GROW ME BACK UP AGAIN! PLEASE!” I don't want to be a kid again or a baby, I was just fooling about, I don't want to be back in nappies!

“Too late, next time you best not make the same mistake” The floor is very close now, my trousers and underwear have fallen around my feet and I can see a very thick nappy between my legs, it has infantile prints on it, my upper clothing is hanging off me and starting to slide off my shoulders. I must be no more than five years old, maybe younger at this rate.

“You make for a cute little one” Way to rub the salt in the wound there.

My balance starts to give out and I plop down on the floor, my thick nappy cushioning the impact. Oh boy did I screw up big.

“Me no baby!” I try to protest but given the fact that I'm a toddler now and still shrinking then I think my protest is met with a condescending smile.

“So you say, let's get you home to your parents”

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The bars of my crib are huge to me, my hands are barely able to grip around a single bar. Seems my regression had some effects at home as well, my parents are the same age they were when I was originally a baby, my bedroom has been turned into a nursery and I've been bathed and dressed for bed, my night-time nappy is so thick and comfortable.

I should have said no when my friends suggested that we break into Miss Howi's house to steal something as a prize, she's a gentle recluse who lives in peace. She helps people out while largely keeping to herself, it's been something of a tradition for years for people to try and break in because, well, people who do that think they're being funny when they're not.

Usually she doesn't catch anyone but the times she has done she's done this to them, regressed them to infants. I'm not the first one she's done this to, she did it to a few others over the years. A lot of parents feel that it's fitting punishment as we're left with the memory of what we did and we have to learn from it, but to have to grow up again in the process? That's embarrassing. Having my nappy changed before I had a bath, I fairly did a number in it, and being put into a thick fresh new nappy when I was dressed for bed was so embarrassing.

I mean it's not like I'm not learning, it's only the third time this has happened to me. My parents don't mind having their youth restored but this is my fourth infancy and now she's added extra to it in the hopes that I'll learn my lesson this time round!

I'm going to be wearing nappies forever at this rate!

Well at least I like being a girl, first time round I was still living the hell of being a boy when I didn't identify as such, the second time round she decided to give a kindness and ensured I would be a girl in full from now on so at least that's a good thing.

But to be back in nappies again and this time pretty much forever, oh boy I screwed up. I better learn my lesson or next time she'll just keep me as a baby with no chance of growing up.

At least nappies are comfortable so there's that I suppose.

Third time is the charm I guess, hopefully.