It starts with a beer.

Chapter 1
Entire Story

It was a normal day like any other. He had gotten home from work, to his empty apartment. He hadn’t shared a place with anyone since his wife left. His mind exhausted from a long day, he glanced around, becoming sullen with the bare look of the place. Most of the stuff was hers, now the apartment was laid out with the bare essentials and a few frills.

After a light dinner, Matt was beginning to get a second wind. He was feeling wrestles at home, and decided this would be one of the few nights he ventured out. He wasn’t in to the bar scene, but he also wasn’t in to sitting at home night after night. He wanted to meet someone, someone to confide in, to love, to cherish; but most of all to be with. Lonely was an understatement. When his wife left, he poured himself into his work. He had always been talented at what he did, but when he found it as an outlet he became a force.

After a while of walking around, he found himself in a bar he’d always had a curiosity for. It was tucked away between a trendy coffee joint and a bookstore, and it couldn’t have looked as more out of place if it tried. While it didn’t have a dark, gothic tone it was not as inviting as most bars. It had a certain mystery to it. He peered in the windows and instead of seeing Goths and punks, he saw youthful executives and gorgeous women. He thought the bar was a parody, a group of rich white collars in what seemed to be a dive bar; something didn’t make sense. Being intrigued, he went inside.

Now he knew why everyone came in. It seemed like a secret club. There was no riff-raff, no drunks hanging over the bar, no whores stuffed in corners. He was pleased, as if he’d found his niche. After a few drinks, he spotted a young woman sitting across from the bar. He decided to go over and play the field, it had been a while since he had, and he felt ready to meet someone, even if it was just for the night.

Her name was Amanda. She was beautiful. Short, mildly petite, with a very professional appearance. She radiated her personality, but had a loving, almost motherly smile. They hit it off. They talked about their careers (she was a legal consultant), their goals, their lifestyles, and found pretty much everything in common. They both went back to Matt’s apartment. After they were intimate, they looked in each other’s eyes and spoke from the heart. Amanda was looking forward to being a mother. She had been through a relationship that had gone sour because the man wasn’t looking for a commitment. Matt confessed he’d missed the commitment with his wife. After a few minutes, they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

The next few dates were magical. They both found they had so much in common, and though they had been with each other so little, Matt felt he was in love. They planned to meet again that Friday.

After another glorious date, they retired back to Matt’s apartment again. Matt was surprised at how intoxicated he was. He could have sworn he only had the two beers, but he felt pretty drunk. Not slurring his speech so much as he was dizzy. They went back to his bed and had the most passionate sex he’d had since his early twenties. He never felt so virile and limitless. His stamina bound by nothing, and with every push every muscle tensed. After hours they finished and drifted off the sleep. They had the whole weekend ahead of them to repeat.

Matt had never slept this late in a while. Groggily, he glanced at the clock. 2:00 PM. No wonder he felt so refreshed. He planned even to be sore from last night, but he felt like a million bucks. Looking over, he noticed Amanda had already awoke, and he could hear stirring in the other room. He decided not to waste anymore time in bed, as it was already afternoon. He sat up, and instead of being groggy, he was now fully awake. Something was wrong, very wrong. He glanced around the room which was now very out of proportion. His apartment was by no means big, but now it appeared gargantuan. He knew he wasn’t just hung over, something was very out of place. After a few moments of staring he looked down, and could feel the gravity of what was wrong. He wasn’t himself, in more ways than one. His once muscular legs had rounded, and his abs were replaced by a pudgy tummy. His fingers were no longer deft, but looked clumsy and fat.

“Matty, time to get up.” Matt heard from the kitchen. Nobody had called him “Matty” since his days in school.

“I’m ahweady up.” He jumped. This voice wasn’t his. So high pitched, childlike. He sounded like a preschooler. Something was very amiss. He went to go to the living room to join Amanda, but looking down the bed seemed to be miles off the ground. Too much for him to take, he passed out....

“Matty, come on get up.” It was Amanda. He was still in a half conscious state, but came to when he realized he was right back where he was. She was huge.

“What happened?” Is all he could muster.

“Matty, I know it’s a lot to take in, but bear with me and we’ll get all this sorted out. I know I should have told you, but, that bar we met at. That’s where my kind likes to hang out. I’m a witch. I knew you weren’t one of us but you were so cute, I wanted to meet you badly.”

“Why am I so wittle?” Matt said, still in disbelief.

“The other day when we were talking, I could tell you needed a break from everything, a little time to be cared for. You needed it. I should know, I’m a Level IV psychic too.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Matt said, he could tell this pissed Amanda off a lot, but he was too pissed to stop. “You fucking change me into some fucking midget wifout even asking me? What is wong wif you? How am I supposed to do anyfing? I don’t even have any cwothes! How is dis even possible....” He planned on continuing his rant, but was cut off sharply.

“Listen here. One, that language is unacceptable! I did this for you. Unless you’re in tune with the supernatural, I suggest you let me decide what’s good for your future.” She was pissed, but calmed a little bit. “Like I said, this is all for your own good. It’s not permanent, and I cast a nice little spell on your office, they won’t even know you’re gone. Everything’s taken care of.” She hesitated briefly, “I was going to let you keep your voice, but I don’t think I can trust you...” And with that, a little flick of her fingers, and, nothing?

“What’d you do? I can stiw tawk...”

“It’s kinda tricky. You can still talk, but you now have a limited vocabulary. I can still hear everything you mean, it just comes out different. That’s so you don’t have another little outburst. Let me get this straight. This whole thing isn’t a punishment, as much as it may seem so now, but I know you’ll enjoy it. There aren’t any rules, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but I want you to get used to the fact that you might need my or somebody’s help once in a while, so don’t feel ashamed for asking for it. Also, because you are a toddler, by the way you’re twenty-six months old, your body will behave like a toddler’s. You’ve probably already noticed your slight lisp, and once you start walking around you’ll notice your motor skills are a little off. Don’t worry, your mind has not regressed, but sometimes you might cry and sometimes they’ll be over things that don’t even matter. I just want you to know that’s OK. But mostly, I want you to focus on relaxing and having fun. Now, let’s take you out and get you some new clothes. I brought over a pair of clothes for you to wear for now, but you’ll need some more things too.”

She laid the clothes beside him, allowing him to get dressed. He sat there for a minute, still trying to take in the whole situation. He couldn’t believe it. He took a few moments to get a feel for his new stature, moving his arms around, kicking his legs. He was starting to get cold and decided putting clothes on might not be a bad idea. He got off the bed and realized the magnitude of his height change, the top of the mattress coming to his chin. He tried to gather himself quickly, but couldn’t help but pause and gaze around the room. It was like seeing the world for the first time, and he was in awe. He walked over to the mirror he had in his room. It was a different walk than he was used to. There was nothing wrong with it, just not the same. His eyes grew larger when he saw his reflection. No longer was a man in his prime looking back at him. He saw a chubby toddler with huge eyes and blonde hair. Oh well, at least he was a cute toddler, not one of those ugly ones.

The more he thought about it, the less upset he was with the situation. Honestly, how many men his age get a vacation, especially without anyone knowing? It might be what he needed. He’d get to relax and spend more time with Amanda, just maybe not in the bedroom.

He saw the simple, blue sweat suit Amanda laid out for him. First he grabbed the underwear, which, upon closer inspection, did not resemble underwear too much. He realized it was a pair of training pants, thickly padded and bearing a dinosaur motif. He reassured himself that it was only because they didn’t have boxers in his new size, but still questioned Amanda’s intentions.

After a little trouble he was able to get his trainers on. Getting his feet in the holes required more work than usual, and he remembered what Amanda said about his dexterity deteriorating. The pants were a little harder, but still managed to get them on. He picked up the t-shirt and was able to get that on with a little trouble. Now it was down to the socks and sweatshirt. He tried the socks, but was getting nowhere. Frustrated, he gave up and decided to focus on the sweatshirt. He wasn’t getting far, and soon was interrupted.

“What’s going on it doesn’t take you twenty minutes to get dressed.” Amanda said as she sped over and dressed the child, guiding his hands through the sleeves and his head through the opening. Matt was alarmed when she picked up him. When you weigh 200 pounds, it’s not everyday a woman lifts you by the armpits like it’s nothing, this was something he’d have to get used to. She sat him on the bed and got put his socks on, then slipped on a pair of light-up shoes and tied them tight.

“Come on let’s get going, we’ll get something to eat at the mall, and we’ll talk more about this.”

They walked out the door and into the elevator. He could barely reach the buttons. The elevator stopped on the eighth floor to pick up more occupants. In walked a woman and her daughter who appeared to be about thirteen or fourteen.

“Who is this little guy, I haven’t seen you around.” She said, gushing over the toddler. Matt’s, not used to being in this position, suddenly became very shy, and tried to tuck himself behind Amanda’s legs.

“Oh this is Matty, we’re visiting his uncle for a little bit.” The woman exchanged pleasantries and chatted about Matt being the cutest kid she’d ever seen. The elevator finally came to a rest at the bottom and they were free to go.

“By the way, this is my daughter Emily,” the woman continued, “Here’s our number, if you ever need a babysitter give us a call.”

“Thank you, I might just take you up on that.” She turned to Matt, “You know Matt, you’re allowed to talk, you might as well start taking advantage of this and having a little fun.”

“Amanda, when am I going to get bigger?”

“I’ll decide that, we’ll talk more later.”

They drove to the mall, with Amanda going extra slow as to not get pulled over. She would not get off easy for having a toddler sitting in the backseat with no car seat.

They arrived and headed directly for the superstore. They made their way to the baby section. Matt looked around and saw everything that was designed for a person of his size. Everything was soft and made to look adorable. There was no sense of toughness. In the business world, being dressed sharply conveyed and image. It looked like the only image Matt would give would be “give me a hug.”

“Hello.” A saleswoman greeted us. She gave an adult greeting to Amanda, and then knelt down and gave me a more appropriate one. She had the hands on the knees, the whole nine yards.

”Hi, we just moved into town and decided to upgrade the furniture, so we’re going to start with that, and then I need to pick up some clothes too, the airline lost our luggage, so we’re spending their money today.” She joked.

Mary, the saleswoman, led us around. Matt was getting uneasy as Amanda was buying a lot more than he thought she would. He had no idea she was getting anything more than clothes. He started to get worried after she picked out the highchair, which was after the playpen, which was after the crib and the dresser. They had finally picked out all of the furniture they needed when disaster struck. She reassured him that it was only for show. For show? Who’d they need to show it to?

One thing that hadn’t been addressed was Matty’s toileting. In his early stages, he wasn’t potty trained until about three years. He didn’t even think about it until he saw the look in Amanda’s eyes.

”Oh Matty, look at you.” She dropping everything and rushing over. He wondered what was going on until he then felt the dampness permeating his leg. Then he looked down and noticed a very wet pair of sweatpants, and became overwhelmed with the “uh-oh” feeling.

“Oh dear. There’s a changing room in the back. Feel free to pick out some clothes first I’ll have this all cleaned up. There should be some extra diapers back there too.”

Matt was pissed. What did she mean by diapers? Obviously, putting two and two together, he realized what he must look like. But still, this just must be from the change, not something happening on a permanent basis. Amanda carried him back to the woman’s restroom. She thought Matt might object a little bit, but considering his condition, he’d rather be changed than walk around in wet pants.

Amanda laid him on the changing table. “Ok I wasn’t sure what would happen with this, but here’s the deal. You have two strikes left, this is your first. If you go pee-pee or poo-poo in your pants again it’s another strike.... One for each. I know this could genuinely be an accident, but if you don’t start showing me you can act like a big-boy, you’ll be in diapers. It’s for health reasons.”

Yeah right. Matt had a feeling it was just more of her schemes, but she did have a point, he can’t walk around with wet pants all the time. He was sure he wouldn’t use them for #2 though, that was a definite.

In clean underpants, she quickly redressed him. Apparently his shirt was wet, so it was to all new clothes.

“Hey why do I hafta wear dese kinda cwowes.” He managed to spit out. Even though it was fluent English, with some of it sounded like babble. The clothes she picked out were a little more age appropriate this time. A pair of overalls with a yellow and maroon long sleeved polo shirt. He hadn’t worn overalls for ages.

“What’s dis?” Matt said, pointing to the inseam. There were snaps in the crotch of the overalls, something he had never seen before.

“Honey that’s in case you have two more strikes and I need to put you back in diapers. Don’t worry, I don’t think it will happen. Besides, clothes your size have these, it’s nothing.”

Matt got cleaned up, redressed, and they continued their shopping. Amanda set up the delivery of the items. The saleswoman assured them that even though it was late, they could get it there by the end of the day. They were able to take some things with them. While Matt was looking around waiting for the total to be rung up, he was startled when Amanda picked him up and proceeded to fasten him in a stroller.

”No I wanna walk!” Matt said, louder than he wanted. This made him pause, he didn’t even know why he was yelling, he was just overwhelmed.

”Matt stop! The mall is getting very crowded. Remember, you’re barely three feet tall, you’re not getting kidnapped on my watch. End of story.”

Matt wasn’t totally resigned to his toddler hood yet, and soon found himself throwing a tantrum. Amanda let him go until he settled to a sob. He couldn’t figure out why he was acting this way. Yesterday he was working on a big account, and now he was strapped in a stroller he had no escape from, bawling his eyes out to boot. That’s all he remembered.

He awoke in a strange place. He looked up at the ceiling, and through his peripheral noticed he wasn’t sleeping in his bed. Bars surrounded him and he quickly realized he was in a crib. He had to admit though, it was the most comfortable he’d been in a while. Everything was extremely soft and plush. Then he noticed he had a big problem on his hands. While he was sleeping he noticed his bladder had shamed him again, and he’d soaked the bedding as well as himself. He sat up to see the damage, and noticed he had worse problems on his hands. As he sat up he felt a mass sitting between his legs and simultaneously noticed a strong odor. He quickly got up, and noticed every movement he made the mass stuck to him. He’d pooped his pants. Here he was, trapped in a crib he couldn’t escape from wearing a wet and soiled pair of training pants. He tried to get out of the crib, but found it impossible. He sat down and tried to think out the situation. Eventually, he realized he would only get out with Amanda’s help. Distraught with emotion, he laid back and began to sob.

“What’s wrong little guy. It’s Ok, Amanda’s here.” She said, trying to comfort the small child. It was starting to irritate Matt how she spoke down to him, but he realized he was in no position to do anything. It’s hard for a grown woman to take a toddler seriously, especially when he was wearing a soiled pair of pants.

She sighed as she took him to his new dresser. She knew this would happen eventually. That’s why she had regressed him as young as she did. She wanted a cute little boy, still able to walk and run and play, but still young enough where he needed her help. She was very proud of herself.

She sat him down and took his shirt off. She then laid him back, strapped him onto the dresser, took of his socks, and wiggled his pants off. Matt sat there in just his training pants while she went and got some new clothes. He tried to sit up and review the damage, but the strap was holding him back. He could feel the wetness of the trainers and the sticky mass he was sitting on. Amanda came back with the clothes and undid the strap. She stood him up and carefully took off the training pants, then laid him down again. She wiped him clean with some wipes she had bought. When she was done Matt didn’t see her reach down and grab something. He then felt his legs being hoisted in the air, with something crinkly laid underneath him. She let his legs down, and then brought up a diaper between his legs and taped it up at each side.

“No, I don’t wanna weaw a diaper.” Matt cried.

”Did you forget our deal? That was strike two and three. I’m sorry, but this needs to be done, and I don’t want to hear any more arguing.” Amanda said as she looked him in the eye. He could tell she was being more forceful, and knew there was nothing he could do about it, he was trapped.

She diapered him and dressed him in the overalls and shirt he was wearing earlier. She picked him up and carried him to the kitchen.

”Matt, I know this is a lot to take in right now, but just try to start enjoying it. Now, what would you like for dinner?”

“Whatever you want to make is fine.”

”Ok, why don’t you go sit on the couch and watch some TV while I get it ready.”

With that she set him down and he waddled over to the couch. The diaper was definitely thicker than anything he was used to wearing and he found himself walking slightly bowlegged. He hopped onto the couch with more effort than he though, and laid back and watched TV.

After a few episodes, dinner was ready. He walked over to the table, and quickly noticed there was a highchair next to the table.

“Hey, I big enough to sit at de tabwe.” He piped.

”Actually you’re not, now come on.” Amanda was becoming more no-nonsense as time wore on. She picked him up, strapped him into the highchair and slid the tray in front of him.

She set a place for herself. She planned on dining on steak dinner, and Matt got excited because steak was his favorite. She went back to the counter, and brought Matt’s bowl of macaroni and cheese, making Matt forget about the steak.

”Fank you.” He said. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he was excited to have macaroni. He hadn’t had it in a while and remembered how good it was. This was a turning point in Amanda’s eyes. He was starting to accept his role. She knew he had no choice, but was glad he wasn’t putting up more of a fight. The spell would strengthen the more he gave in. Now he would be a happier child, more giggling, more playing, it would all come into place.

Dinner went well. Matt enjoyed his macaroni and Amanda her steak. She cleaned him up and took him to his room. Matt was curious when she took off his overalls. She stuck her fingers in the diaper. “Good, you’re still dry.” With that she undressed him, leaving him to walk around in his diaper while she got more clothes out of the closet. “How much did she spend today,” he wondered. She pulled out a new pair of clothes and dressed him. He was happy with her choice. A pair of khakis, a nice sweater, and a pair of brown shoes.

“Fank you for dwessing me in normal cwowes. I wook a wot better.” He giggled.

“Well honey you need to look nice for the show tonight.”

”What show?”

”I got us tickets to the ballet tonight. Some friends invited me to go and I’ve been wanting to see this for a long time. Besides we’ll have a great time. We’ll have a night on the town.” With that she packed her diaper bag with a change of clothes and a fresh supply of diapers.

Matt became excited. He was looking forward to doing some grown-up activities. He would be a distinguished member of society again.

They got downstairs and hailed a cab. They got in and Matt sat on Amanda’s lap. The city looked huge from his viewpoint. Everything was magnified, the lights, the grandeur, the hustle and bustle, it was very exciting.

They arrived at the theater. They exited the cab, paid the fare, and Amanda took Matt by the hand and led him inside. He found it hard to keep up, but she slowed her pace to adjust. They made their way inside and met up with Amanda’s friends.

”Oh Amanda look at your little guy he’s adorable!” one of the women said. He stood there as a ring of them adored them. He endured tickles and hugs, but loved every minute of it.

Matt’s curiosity kicked in, and when the limelight was taken off him, he wanted to explore. He started meandering around, looking for something interesting when he was snatched up by Amanda.

”Hey little guy stay with me ok? We’re going in now, come on the show’s starting.” With that, she picked him up and carried him to the seats. They sat down and awaited the show.

The show was beautiful. The performance was outstanding and the atmosphere was brilliant. Before they knew it, it was intermission, and they met Amanda’s friends in the lobby.

“Excuse me guys, Matty here needs a new diaper.” She giggled. He hadn’t even known he’d wet. She changed him and they met again with their friends. After a few minutes, Matt started getting wrestles. Amanda tried holding him but to no avail, and soon he began to get very cranky.

”Looks like somebody’s had enough tonight. Ladies, I’m sorry but I think I need to get Matt to bed.”

”No, I not tired wight now.” He became angry and embarrassed. He didn’t need someone telling him when to go to bed. He may have been small, but he surely wasn’t a total baby.

”Don’t worry Matt you’ll see Mary again tomorrow.” She said, then turning to Mary. “Mary he’s really tired, I should take him home. I’ll see you and Emily tomorrow?”

”You got it, have a good night, bye Matty sleep tight.” She said playfully. This angered Matt more and he began to cry, his manliness was totally striped.

They went home and Matt was dressed for bed. Amanda and Matt sat on the couch, and snuggled and watched some TV together. As Matt cuddled with her, he soon felt himself slowly drift off to sleep.

Matt awoke in the morning convinced it was the best night of sleep he’d ever had. As he came to, he moved around. For the first time, he was totally alone, and decided to spend a few minutes investigating his body. He was dress in a two piece pajama suit, and could easily see his soaked diaper through the outline of the garments. Today was different for Matt. Instead of being remorseful over the current situation, he found himself staring to enjoy it. Though it had only been a few days, life was more care-free, and secretly, he enjoyed being dependant upon Amanda. He knew there was a lot of things he couldn’t do now, and was thankful there was someone like her around.

He yelled for Amanda and she came in, still wearing her robe.

”Good morning sweetheart. Glad to see you’re not sleeping in too much today.” She said as Matt giggled. With a playful tickle on the stomach (Matt was noticing how much more ticklish he was recently), she carried him to the changing table and soon had him dressed for the day.

“What awe we going to do today Amanda?”

“Well first we’re going to hang out here for a little bit, then I’m going out tonight with some friends.”

”Where are we going?” Matt asked.

“No, I’M going out with my friends. You’re going over to Emily’s house for the night. There will be some other kids over there for you to play with.”

”Wait, who’s Emily?”

“Remember the girl you met on the elevator the other day?”

”But,” Matt was starting to get upset, “But, she finks I’m a baby. I’m not a baby!” he said, now becoming more visibly upset.

”Come on, you’re making too much of a deal. It’ll be a fun time. You’ll get to have fun all night long ok?”

Matt was not to be consoled and burst into tears. Amanda let him cry himself out, and when he stopped, he wondered why he was so quick to have an outburst, until he remembered what Amanda said about his emotions. He settled down after a while, and Amanda came over and they watched TV until about noon time.

“Ok tiger time to get going.”

”Where are we going?”

”Off to Emily’s silly. Come on.”

It was a fair drive. Matt thought they lived in the apartment complex, but it turned out they lived outside the city. It also turned out Amanda had bought a car seat for Matt. He wasn’t used to the view from back there, and sometimes found it frustrating. At long last, they pulled into a driveway, they were there. She unloaded a few items out of the car, and he saw one was the playpen folded up.

They were greeted at the door by Emily’s mother, and Matt felt himself creep behind Amanda’s leg again.

”Still shy I see. Come on in Matty I’ll give you the tour.” She welcomed the two into her house, and after what seemed like hours of chit chat the talk was coming to an end as Amanda gave her some last minute instructions.

“Here’s his diaper bag, there’s some extra clothes in there and everything else he needs. I’m sure he won’t be too much trouble. Will you big guy.” She finished looking at Matt.

They said their goodbyes and Matt was left in the care of Mary, until Emily took over he thought.

Mary set him down, spun him around, and pulled back his pants to check his diaper. “Just making sure you don’t walk around in poopies.” She delightfully chimed. It had been fifteen years since she had someone his age to take care of, and she seemed to be enjoying it.

”I no go potty in my pants.” Matt said, trying to save what little dignity he might have.

”Ok, just tell me when you need to go potty and I’ll take your diaper off.” Mary playfully said. They both knew very well Matt wouldn’t be asking, and Mary thought it was adorable.

She started leading him around the house, showing him from room to room, their tour cut short by the sounds of Emily running down the stairs.

“Hey Matty, remember me?” Matt smiled politely. She spoke in the most excruciating baby talk ever heard. He knew he was in for a long evening.

“Emily, take Matty in the living room while I make some lunch.” Mary said, and Emily led Matt by the hand into the living room, and pulled him up on the couch. She turned on the TV and found a kid’s show she deemed appropriate for Matt.

The day crept on very similar to his first twenty minutes at the house, lot’s of TV watching. “At least they’re not trying to play baby games with me,” he thought. Then a ring of the doorbell.

Emily walked over and greeted a gaggle of girls. In walked six teenage girls. “Fuck.” Matt thought. He got an eerie feeling about the evening. He knew how teenage girls operated, and he was a perfect ten on their adorable meter. He tried to hide, but to no avail, and soon he was being tickled and ogled by the girls.

“Oh he’s so cute.” “What’s his name?” “How old is he?” A barrage of questions.

”This is Matty, he’s two and a half.” Emily introduced him. Putting emphasis on his age, pretending he was such a big boy.

”You guys ready for swimming?”

”Yeah!”

“MOM! We’re going to go swimming, can Matty come?”

”Sure, just be careful with him. Bring him here, I’ll get him changed.”

Matt was then led to Mary’s bedroom and sat on the bed.

Going through the overnight bag, “Uh-oh Matty, mommy didn’t pack a bathing suit for you. I’ll take your clothes off and you can go in in your diaper.” With that, she undressed him. “Uh-oh, looks like you went potty in your diaper. I thought you were going to tell me when you needed to go?” she jokingly asked.

“I’m sowwy I forgot!” Matt said cheerfully. He figured he might as well play along, there was nothing else he could really do. Minute by minute he was becoming more comfortable with his new state.

Donning just his wet diaper, he was led downstairs and to the pool area.

“Ew Mom, can’t you change his diaper before he goes in the pool?”

”Emily, it’s not a poopy one don’t be such a scardy-cat.” One of the girls chimed in. “Great, the babysitter’s club.” Matt thought.

Mary handed Matt to Emily. “Emily don’t let go. We didn’t have any swimmies or bubbles for him to wear, make sure when he’s in the pool you hold on to him.”

Matt found the weight of the water very awkward. He was used to swimming, but he felt much lighter in the water. He could feel the aquatic variations going through him, almost like the water was pushing him around. He was glad he had Emily to hold on to.

Matt let go and started having a blast in the pool. He splashed and splashed and made sure everyone had a smile on their face. He found that by him acting like a little kid would, he felt more accepted by the girls. He knew he was doing what they expected, but he could sense how happy it made them when he did it.

After a while, the water was starting to get cold, so he decided to get out and play in the afternoon sun.

“I wanna get out.”

“Aren’t you having fun anymore?”

“I weawy cold.”

”OK, here the steps are over here.” Emily brought him over to the steps and he got out, immediately noticing the size of his diaper. It had swelled to enormous proportions, and he found he could barely walk.

“Here let me take care of that.” Emily said, as she got out. She led Matt to a lawn chair, spread out a towel and laid spread it across the chair. She placed him on the chair and changed his diaper into a fresh one.

“Dat’s a wot better.” Matty chuckled, and he and Emily shared a look compared to by a mother and a son.

Though his swimming was over today, Matt found himself to be a great ref for their volley ball game. Not really knowing the rules to volley ball, he yelled out “Touchdown” one time, and had the girls in laughter, and he laughed with them.

“Emily, can you bring Matty in it’s his nap-time.” Mary yelled from inside.

“No nap, I’m not tired.” He started to whine, and that combined with his tired vocal chords produced a slough of incoherent words.

“Yeah well you look really tired. Come on, I’ll get you something to drink and you can sit with me for a little bit.” Mary said as she came out. She hoisted up him up and took him inside to get him dressed. Once dressed, she sat him on the couch and left for the kitchen, returning shortly with a bottle of juice.

”No I a big-boy, I want a big-boy cup.” He pleaded.

”I don’t want you spilling any on the couch if you fall asleep, you can have a big-boy cup at dinner.”

Reluctantly, he started to nurse the bottle. Soon, his natural instincts kicked in and he found himself rhythmically sucking the bottle, and he was starting to get good at it. A short while later, Mary heard the bottle drop to the ground, and knew Matt was visiting slumber land.

Matt awoke after his nap and sat himself up. Something wasn’t right though. As he yawned, something fell out of his mouth, it was a pacifier. “How’d that get in there?” He thought. He picked it up, investigating the new toy. Curious, he put it into his mouth, and felt how soothing it was to suck away on the rubber nipple.

Mary interrupted his fascination.

“Now I see why you were cranky, I found your binky in your bag. You must have left yours in the car. You want to help me make dinner?”

”Yeah, I a big hewp.” He grinned. She carried him over and held him for a few minutes while she got the dinner materials ready.

”Why don’t you stay here for a little bit.” She said as she placed him in the playpen set up in the living room. He knew he was trapped, but there was nothing to do to fight it.

“Sorry, but we don’t have many toys. Here, I found this teddy bear upstairs. His Name’s Fluffy, can you keep him company for you?”

”Yeah I pwomise!” Matt said. As Mary left, he began to talk to the teddy bear, and soon forgot where he was and what was going on, then stopped suddenly. Was he losing his mind? He knew it was just a teddy bear, and nobody was in the room, why was he still talking to it? He was still a big-bo.... an adult. What was going on? He felt that the more he became at ease with his situation, the more he mentally regressed. “It must be the spell,” he though, “I’ll just play along until Amanda comes, and then I’ll go home and she’ll grow me up.”

Mary’s husband came home. He was a young guy, in fact, he noticed they were a young couple, probably in their early thirties.

”Who is the big fella?” He patronizingly said.

“This is Matt, he’s spending the night with us.” Spending the night? This was new to him. Well, it’s not like he could just get in the car and drive home.

“Well Matt, I’m John, nice to meet you.”

”Hewo.” Mary and John looked at each other and smiled.

Mary, John and Matt sat at the table and had dinner while the girls had pizza in the basement. After a while, Matt grew listless and Mary could tell.

”Matt, why don’t you go downstairs and play with Emily and her friends before bedtime, John and I need to talk anyway, OK?”

With that he went downstairs. This was the first time he faced a set of stairs, and they loomed downward like a set of dungeon staircases. He found it very difficult to maneuver down them, and halfway through Emily saw his struggle and came to his help, picking him up and taking him down. She sat him on the floor in front of all the girls.

They spent the night in laughter. The girls talked about boys the whole time. Matt thought it was hilarious, like watching a real life drama. He chimed in a few times, sometimes saying something he meant and other something he didn’t. He found himself getting caught up in the story, forgetting the real life situations he’d face. In fact, he was starting to forget a lot of things. He knew his mind was there, but sometimes things just didn’t click. Sometimes he forgot he was just playing along and genuinely thought he was just their little brother.

Then the talking stopped, and everyone looked down at Matt. He had started to watch whatever was on TV, and didn’t notice their pause for a minute. When he unknowingly glanced over, he saw everyone staring.

“Matt, did you go poopy in your pants?”

“No, I use da potty wike a big boy.” He said proudly. He had forgotten about his diapers.

“Matt, I think you did.” Emily and the girls giggled. She was having fun, like it was all a big joke. “Let me check.” She stood him up and Matt immediately noticed he’d filled the back of his pants, but let Emily finish checking by pulling back his diapers and peering in.

”Yep, we have a poopy little boy to change. MOM! MATTY POOPED HIS DIAPER!” She yelled upstairs.

”I’m busy, take care of it.” Her mom replied. She went upstairs and got the diapering supplies. Matt was embarrassed to be changed out of a messy diaper in front of Emily’s friends, and found himself wriggling to get away. But her strength would not be denied and she quickly had him in a clean diaper.

”OK Matty, you stay here with Julie and I’ll go get your nighttime clothes.” She said as she place Matt on Julie’s lap. She was quickly down with a sleeping bag and a one-piece sleeper.

”Matty guess what. Mommy said you can sleep downstairs with us tonight.”

”Yay!”

“Wait, he’s sleeping down here?” One of Emily’s friends said.

“No, he’ll be asleep in less than an hour, mom said when he falls asleep we’ll just bring him upstairs to bed.”

Matty pretended not to hear. He was to concentrating on getting dressed and thinking about having fun with the grown-ups. Wait, grown-ups? What was he talking about? He had memories of being a grown-up. But that’s impossible. He could barely reach doorknobs. His head was swimming. His mind was quickly diverted as he saw his pacifier on the floor. He picked it up and sucked away, forgetting everything and snuggled in his sleeping bag listening to the girls talk about, well, whatever they were talking about. He was finding it increasingly difficult to pay attention. He gave up and decided to watch TV. They had a movie he’d seen before on, but he couldn’t remember what it was about or who was in it, and started to watch. He didn’t remember the movie being this adult-oriented, as there was a lot of vocabulary that he wasn’t sure what it meant. He watched a little more, and soon was asleep.

“Good morning Matt.”

”Morning mommy.” He said as he stirred in the crib. Wait, that wasn’t his mommy; but she looked very familiar. It had to be his mom. Who else could it be?

He was soon dressed and brought down for breakfast. He sat in his highchair. He was sure there was something he wanted to ask mommy. Something about grown-ups, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.

”Mommy...”

”Yes, honey?”

”When, when...” he stuttered, and was then cut off.

”When are we going to the zoo?”

”THE ZOO? Yeah can we go now pwease??”

The zoo, that must be it. He loved the zoo. He loved all the animals.

”Soon, why don’t you go wait in the living room and we’ll go soon.” She let him out of his highchair and he ran into the living room. There was a knock at the door, but the TV was much more interesting, so he paid little attention, and Mary answered.

“Amanda, how are you??”

Amanda. Matt knew that name. He knew he knew it, but from where? It sounded really important. Was it one of his friends from school?

”Great, how’s Matt?”

”Oh it’s working great. Twenty four hours and he’ll have no idea. I can’t thank you enough. After our miscarriages I never thought I’d have a baby again, he’s so adorable where’d you get this one?”

”He actually got me! I was thinking of keeping him for myself, a husband, but he needed this too much. Sorry to run but I’m late, just wanted to make sure everything’s going as planned.”

”Yes, it’s great, thanks again so much. Hey, before you go, can you put a quick one on my daughter and her friends, you know, just to clear up all the ?red-tape’?”

”It’s already taken care of.” And with that, they said their goodbyes and parted ways for eternity.

Emily came running up the stairs with her friends.

”Emily, you have one of the cutest brothers I’ve ever seen.” Remarked one of her friends.

”Yeah he’s adorable. I’ll hate to see him grow up, I want him to be my baby brother forever.” She joked as she lovingly tickled Matt’s neck.

”Emiwy, you want to go to the zoo wif me and mommy?”

”No you have fun, I have a test to study for. Be sure to see the jaguar so you can tell all your friends at preschool about it, OK?”

”OK I wiw! Mommy can we go now?”

“Sure honey.”

And with that, the mother and son were off to the zoo. One of many family trips to come.

-The End-

 

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