It took you a long time to become comfortable your smaller, younger body after you regressed. Not that anyone noticed unless you said anything. Mostly they just treated you like the uncoordinated toddler you appeared to be as if you never were an adult.

Sure, the regression treatment worked great at healing the injury you went into the doctor for. However, it also ended up taking you all the way down to 2 years old. "Apparently you had a history of minor injuries, so it kept on making you younger to heal each. I wonder if it'll keep working..."

Spending a weekend as a toddler was more fun than you had thought it would be. But now you're back to your adult self and ready for work. Or you will be once you remember how to dress yourself. Some skills just take time to return after a vacation from adulthood.

It's your first day back to work after the... incident. You know that your co-workers were already informed about your situation, and you hope that they remain professional. You straighten your tie and tug up your pants, the toddler-sized clothes not hiding your diaper at all.

"I'm an adult and I demand you treat me like one!" "Oh? Is that so? And you're ready to go back to work as you are right now? Or maybe the gym? I didn't think so. Besides, it's hard to take you seriously when you look just like a toddler... right down to needing a change."

You wake up and immediately notice the room is lit by sunlight. Shit. You're going to be late for work! Except things don't feel quite right... "Wake up little sleepyhead! Mommy's got your morning bottle all warmed up! But first we need to change your diaper! Yes we do! Such a little cutie!"

"You almost made it! Maybe next time sweetie! I'm so proud of you for trying so hard to relearn your potty training! But just remember, Mommy will love you no matter what! Especially now that you're my baby again! I meant big kid! Don't pout! Now, let's go get that diaper changed, huh?"

"Now that you're little again, what do you want to go as for Halloween?" "I don't wanna!" "Sweetie, we discussed this. You have to at least pretend to be a little kid or people are going know you used to be an adult." "Hmpf!" "Would you rather I shrink you too small to go trick-or-treating?"

"OK, what happened?" "They offered me a new car if I gave up my potty training. I figured it was a joke, so I agreed." "Well, I hope you enjoy your NEW Cozy Coupe and being a toddler again." "It could be worse! You're the one stuck changing my diapers!"

"Did... Did you just drink that entire Youthfulness Potion?" "Yeah... so? I can't wait to be 20 again! I was in great shape!" "Um... Yeah... You should have read the directions more closely. You're about to get hit with a lot more youth than you were expecting." "Ha! I feh... wha? ah buh?"

You look up at your former boyfriend and scowl. You absolutely will NOT participate in an advertising photo shoot for toddler clothes! No matter how cute the outfits are. You boy... daddy treated you ice cream after, though, and you did have fun modeling... "Now... How about that diaper ad?"

@ar-stories.bsky.social This is it. You’ve waited SO long. Ever since you were turned into an infant, you’ve been doing everything in your power to hold on to your past self. After a year of diaper changes, bottle feedings and other embarrassments, you are finally old enough to talk.

You stand there in front of the toilet trying to figure out how you're going to climb up on it. Your sudden regression has left you small enough that you definitely need a booster step, but you don't have one. So you either have to find a way to get on the potty or get used to wearing diapers again.

"Now, stand up straight so I can mark your height. The doctor said we should check the progress of your regression every day. So stop pouting! I'm sure you won't get /that/ little! But if you do, I'll still love you! Just... you know... as a mommy instead of your girlfriend. In fact..."

"This would have been far less embarrassing for you if you had told me you were late to potty train when you were little. I would have had diapers on hand for you after I regressed you. Now you get to walk through the store in wet pants while I pick some out for you, mister preschool potty failure."

You start out trying to tell everyone that you're not actually a baby, but they don't seem to understand you. It doesn't take long to realize that all they are hearing from you is baby babble. In fact, the more you try to talk, the more you feel yourself start to actually babble.

"Gosh, dude, if you didn't want to be regressed down to a toddler, why did you join us in exploring this Haunted Abandoned Daycare? I mean... that's kind of the point of doing this. We all thought you knew! We even already signed you up for real daycare with the rest of us starting Monday!"

You stepped into the daycare and froze, the scents hitting you and taking you back in time. Crayons, apple juice, plastic toys and a lack of full potty training. "Hi there, little fellow! Come on in! I'm sure you'll make lots of friends! Here, take my hand and I'll introduce you!"

The daycare playground rumor was that the device to undo your regression was in the locked room they wouldn't let you into. You spent weeks planning how to get in there. Unfortunately for you, however, it was just a door into the nursery next door. Now you're stuck even littler than before.

"When I agreed to babysit this weekend, I assumed you meant for your little girl." "She's going to sleep over at a friend's house while you watch my former husband so I can finally get a night out to myself!" "That's your husband!?" "Yeah, he deserved it. He's much easier to handle this way."

"No need to fuss like that! Now that I've regressed you down to an infant I can show you how good a Mommy I am. I'm going to start by dressing you in the cutest little outfits! I know you're a bit grumpy now, but you'll get used to it. After all, you're stuck as a baby until I decide otherwise."

When they asked you if you wanted to be "pampered during your stay" at the resort you booked for your vacation, you assumed they meant a spa package. Instead you found yourself regressed and spending most of your time in the resort daycare playing with other toddlers while your husband went golfing.

The new service said they could allow you to "relive your happiest moment." Now you're stuck in a loop reliving your third birthday over and over. And while it might have been a happy occasion at that age, receiving your "first training pants" isn't the memory you would have chosen to relive.

"And he's taken so well to the treatments! I can't believe he's already shrunk down so much. And he seems almost oblivious to it! Last night he even put on PullUps before bed without me promoting, though he'll be back in diapers before much longer. He really does make a better baby than husband."

After waking up in a crib, you try to remember exactly what happened last night. You went to the club. You had a few drinks. You danced with a few young ladies. An older woman started chatting you up, asking when you were potty trained. She helped you change your pants after you wet them...

"You should be thanking me instead of fussing at me! You don't have to work or even think about jobs for at least 17 years! You're in great health! And did you see those young ladies smiling at you? I bet one of them might even change your diaper and breastfeed you! Lucky you, kiddo!"

Your date pulled you into riding the carousel at the zoo, which you considered "too childish." By the end of the ride, though, you were ready for more! Your date, however, easily picked you up off the zebra you were riding. You happily toddled all over the zoo with your new mommy.

"So, what's it going to be? Bottle or breast? No, don't fuss! You're only getting this choice now because you can still recall being an adult, even if you can't talk. So, just point... So you want the bottle of formula or to suckle at mommy's teet? You know it'll be the latter eventually anyway."

Nothing quite like waking up to find that you've lost quite a bit of your age overnight given the very soggy diaper now between your legs and the crib bars surrounding you on all sides.

When the genie appeared, they offered each of you in the group one wish. Someone quickly shouted, "I wish to never have to work another day in my life!" Your friend disappeared in a cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared, you could see they were now a baby laying atop their former adult clothes.

"Look, I know you gotta curse me or whatever, but could you maybe not turn me into a baby like all my friends. I don't really want to go through potty training again." Now you're stuck as a baby while all your friends are growing back up. But at least you won't have to potty train!

Going shopping with your girlfriend to buy baby shower gifts "for a friend". But as soon as you walk into the first store, she starts acting like SHE'S expecting a baby. You start to ask, but she holds a onesie up in front of you and gives you and it a look. "You're going to be SO cute!"

You never thought you'd wind up behind bars, but here you are. No, you didn't get arrested, this isn't a jail... well, it's a sort of jail. You pull yourself up onto your wobbly legs using the bars of your crib to support you. They even took away your ability to walk on your own. You're in Time Out.

You listened to the clock tick slowly toward the end of the "punishment time" that your gir... Mommy put you in for being fussy today. You look up at the clock, willing it to move faster, even though you can't even read the numbers at the age she regressed you down to as "punishment."

When started getting younger, your girlfriend made you quarantine so no one else would catch it. It wasn't until you had already shrunk to toddler age that you knew your current condition wasn't caused by a virus. "No, mom, he doesn't suspect a thing! And you were right, so much cuter as a baby!"

"I know you USED to be an adult, but you aren't anymore. So if you have one more accident at night this week, you'll be wearing diapers to bed for the next month. Oh? You're too 'big' for that? First, they DO make diapers in your current size. Second, I can always get another dose of that drug..."

"You DID say that you wanted a second chance! Just bad luck that you said it in front of that witch, though. I know that you meant a second chance on that exam you failed, but apparently she thought you meant a complete restart. Anyway, I'm taking you to campus daycare so I don't fail MY exams."

"I'm sure you'll be fine! No one will even know that you used to be an adult. I mean, you look like a toddler and you're dressed like a toddler, so all you have to do pretend to BE a toddler! And is that really so difficult? Besides, would you rather I drop you off where you used to work?"

It's not that you minded being a little kid again, there are definitely some advantages. However, after a while, you begin to have very strong opinions about what diaper brands you prefer, resulting in you modeling for a one of them. And that's how all your friends found out about your regression.

"Day 32 of my exile from adulthood. Today my 'mommy' took me to the park to play with the other toddlers, ostensibly to 'socialize'. Really, though, I think it was so she could show how 'mature' I am to the other moms. I wasn't in the mood, so I played 'dumb baby' which made her happier? A mistake?"

Taking your girlfriend to visit your mom might have been a mistake. First, your mom pulled out your baby book and started telling stories about you. Then your girlfriend joined in, as if you were still a baby. Which is when you realized they were both holding new baby clothes and smiling at you.

In traffic on the way into work you wish you could be heading to school instead, like the kids on the yellow school busses. A sudden flicker later and you're looking out a school bus window watching traffic on your way to your first day of Kindergarten, Bluey backpack on the seat next to you.

Damn that genie and her offer of a free wish! Sure you never have to work another day in your life, but that's because you're now stuck as an infant. Then the genie inserted herself as your "mommy," and is now taking you around to all your friends and telling them how much you wanted to be a baby!

You would like to think that your morning routine hasn't changed much since your regression, but that's only true after your morning diaper change. And the fact that your caretaker bathes you instead of you taking a shower. Though it is still yogurt and cereal for breakfast, at least?

When your friends dared you read the strange looking book in the abandoned house, no one had actually thought it was magic. Fortunately, the spell you read didn't affect you. Unfortunately, the spell regressed your friends down to little kids who you now have to babysit every weekend.

"It's your own fault you ended up like this. Don't even try to pretend you didn't know exactly what you were doing when you went to that party! Trying Regression drugs! Sheesh! You're just lucky I'm here to take care of you now. I'm not your girlfriend anymore, I'm your mommy! Isn't that nice?"

Moving into a new house, your new bedroom used to be used as a nursery. After your first night sleeping in the room, everything in the room had changed to match the previous nursery theme... including you.

The effects were only supposed to last for 24 hours, but you're still a stick as a toddler over a week later. You'd complain about it, but your boyfriend doesn't seem to mind and daycare is way less stressful than work. You'll have to look for the antidote... eventually.

OK... So you'd admit that you were jealous of the way all the women at work were cooing over a newborn a coworker brought in after their leave. However, you really didn't intend for one of them to take notice of that and make sure you got that exact same attention a week later. [Re-Post]

Sure it was your idea to use the abandoned daycare as a hideout, but it's not your fault that someone had recently bought it and reopened it. And you could never have predicted that the judge would sentence you to "2 years" at that daycare for breaking and entering. [Re-Post]