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Edits - Ch 4.1.2.2.1
🕑 Added 2022-12-22 21:57:17 +0000 UTCChapter 4.1.2.2.1 - He regresses her into an 8-year-old girl similar to him.
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Tim thought he might like to know what Faith would be like if she were the same age as he was.
“Hey, Faith,” he asked her as they walked down the sidewalk together. “Mind if I ask you a question?”
“Go ahead,” she said, “but I get to ask you one back after.”
“Okay,” Tim said, pulling out his phone. “Could I get a picture of you, first?”
Faith stopped walking and put on a sweet smile.
Tim captured her image for the app. “Excellent.”
“Was that your only question?” she asked as they started walking again.
“Actually,” he said as he selected her as the subject and opened her caption, “I just wanted to know a little more about you. Like, why are you so interested in a little boy like me?”
Faith walked on in pensive silence for a long while.
Meanwhile, Tim checked her caption and expanded it until it read:
Faith Brown is a 16-year-old girl. She enjoys playing tennis and has a secret diaper fetish. She lives with her parents and is an only child. Lately, she has become fascinated by the accelerated students. She is not dating anyone at the moment. (Show more.)
Tim raised an eyebrow at the words “diaper fetish.”
“I don’t know why I’m so interested,” Faith admitted at last. “I just think it’s cool that you get to go to class with us, I guess.”
“Sure,” Tim said with a light smirk.
“I wish there had been an accelerated program when I as your age.”
Tim nodded.
“Okay,” she said. “My turn.”
“Go ahead.”
“Do you…” she said and hesitated. “Do you still play kids’ games? Like, pretending?”
Tim thought he knew where this might be going. “Sometimes,” he said. “Yeah.”
“Wanna play a game with me?” she asked.
Tim nodded.
***
Up in Faith’s room a little while later, Tim sat on her bed, waiting. She had told him to stay there while she changed into something more comfortable in the bathroom.
Tim had been working on edits to Faith’s caption in the app. He had settled on a couple of simple changes:
Faith Brown is an 8-year-old girl. She enjoys playing tennis and has a secret diaper fetish. She lives with her parents and is an only child. Lately, she has become fascinated by Tim Smith. As a student in the accelerated program, she is taking sophomore classes in high school. She is not dating anyone at the moment. (Show more.)
The only question he had left was whether or not to alter her mind along with her body and reality. Should she be aware or not? While it would raise a lot of questions from her about why she had just become half her regular age, Tim thought that Faith would very much enjoy regressing younger. It might even be a dream come true for her.
Having resolved to keep her mind unchanged, Tim opened the options menu and selected “awareness.” A note appeared under the caption that read:
(Default Awareness) The user is aware of all changes, but the subject and all other people are not aware.
Tim edited that text to read:
(Custom Awareness) The user is aware of all changes. The subject is also aware of all changes, but all other people are not aware.
Satisfied that he had everything set as he wanted it to be, Tim just had to wait for the right moment to press enter and begin her transformation.
“I think I’m ready,” Faith called to him from down the hallway. “Listen, Tim, can you keep a secret?”
“Sure,” he replied, pocketing his phone. “I won’t tell anyone something if you want me to keep it secret.”
“You promise?”
“I promise.”
“Okay,” she declared. “I’m coming in. Don’t laugh.”
As Tim had expected, Faith walked in wearing a diaper and a cute, skin-tight pink T-shirt. She had tied her hair up in twin tails, making her look innocently childish.
“W-what do you think?” she asked.
Tim said, “You’re pretending to be a baby. Am I right?”
She nodded. “I know it’s weird,” she said, “but I find it really… cozy. Like, it helps me relax.”
“I get it,” Tim said. “I kinda wish I could be different sometimes. I have… fantasies.”
Faith smiled, relieved that she had found a confidant at last.
“So…” Tim said. “What do you want me to do with you?”
Faith held up a baby bottle full of milk. “Feed me,” she requested. “Please.”
Tim nodded. “And then…”
“Play with me,” she said, smiling.
Tim took the bottle, and Faith lay down on the bed. Her comparatively massive body nudged him off of it as she did.
He stood there, looking down at her as she got into a babyish pose, her knees bent and spread apart, her hands curled up to her chest.
“Ba ba,” she babbled to him.
He leaned forward, looking down at the teen, twice his age physically despite behaving like an infant. It felt curiously odd to be treating someone so much older than him as if they were so much younger than him. He put the nipple of the bottle in her mouth and held it up for her as she began rhythmically sucking on it.
With Faith distracted by her bottle, Tim decided it was the perfect time to regress her physically. He pulled out his phone and opened the app. The edits to her caption were waiting for him. He pressed “save.”
The progress bar began to fill as the milk drained from the bottle. Tim watched as Faith’s body dwindled away slowly, bringing her gradually closer to the age she wished to be. Her face rounded out as her limbs shortened. The imposing size imbalance between the two of them faded away, dropping her back through puberty, her breasts deflating, hips narrowing, leaving faith looking more like a young girl in an oversized diaper. Just when the bottle emptied out, the progress bar completely filled up.
That high pitched whine rose from Tim’s phone reaching a peak just as a flash of bright light burst from it. As Tim’s vision cleared, he saw Faith still sucking on the empty bottle with her eyes blissfully shut, apparently not having noticed her changes yet.
Tim pulled the bottle away, the nipple evacuating her mouth with a pop. Faith cooed up at him cheerfully, her voice sounding even more babyish. Tim tried to think of something he could do that a baby might enjoy. He pulled out his keys and dangled them above her as she playfully batted at the jingling bits of shiny metal.
Tim knew that 8-year-old Faith would eventually realize what had happened to her. The question he had now was how should he react.
Should he act surprised, or should he pretend that he did not notice the change? Should he admit that he was the one that did it?
He acts surprised.
He pretends he did not notice her change.
He admits that he did it.
