Chapter Description: I am going to be computerless for a few days, so i thought i would post this to full-fill the one a day daily post. Larrbear
Larry tried to focus on the opening, peering through the haze to see what had happen to Tim within the chamber. He saw the table sliding itself out, but Tim’s body did not seem to be on it. Larry remembered that Tim’s body filled the table. He should have seen Tim’s head appearing out of the opening as the table slid out. There was nothing. The table continued its slide out. Larry’s eyes grew wide with fear when he saw what was coming out of the opening. The table was half way out, and suddenly a small shape of a head and then small shape of a body emerged. Larry shook his head, trying to focus his eyes on what he saw in disbelief.
The table continued to roll out, containing a figure of a young child, no larger than a toddler. Tim was only a few inches shorter than Larry, but the body on the table now was no longer than two and half feet.
One of the technicians reached over and removed the gag from the figure, and a loud scream issued forth from the form. It was not a normal scream though, it was like that of an infant, screaming it lungs out!
Another technician started to take measurements, probing around the wiggling body on the table.
“VOCAL CORDS ARE IN PERFECT WORKING CONDITION.”
“MEASUREMENTS ARE AS FOLLOWS... LENGTH 30 INCHES. WEIGHT 12 LBS.
“LENGTH 30, WEIGHT 12 LBS. CHECK!”
“HAND AND EYE COORDINATION APPEARS TO BE NORMAL.”
“PREP B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A FOR CLOTHING.”
A technician proceeded to unpin and remove the now exceedingly large cloth from around the small body’s waist. Another technician proceeded to wipe a cloth over the figure. The technician with the padded bag opened it and pulled out another piece of folded material. It had a plastic outer covering, and looked like a....
Larry remembered the shape of the material. He had seen it in a magazine in the reception room only a little bit earlier. It was a disposable diaper. A Pamper! They were diapering the body on the table!
The technician lifted the legs of the little body with one hand, and slipped the pamper under the crying figure with the other hand. He quickly wrapped the diaper up and around the waist of the toddler sized body.
Larry stared at the face. It was Tim’s face. They shrank Tim!!! Now he was the size of a toddler!!!
Finishing taping the side of the diaper on to the little body, the technicians moved aside and looked at me, smiling.
“PRELIMINARY CLOTHING PHASE ONE COMPLETE.”
“THAT’S YOUR FATE IN JUST A FEW MINUTES” One of them chuckled, looking at Larry.
Larry felt a wetness start to grow around his crotch. He tried to look down, but the strap prevented him from doing so. He knew what was happening though... The coffee he had ingested demanded release, and the sights that just unfolded before him were too much. Larry was pissing. The urine soaked the briefs, and started to drip onto the floor. Larry tried to control it, and was partially successful at stopping the flow.
“LOOKS LIKE YOU COULD USE ONE RIGHT NOW!”
“Waaaaaaa..... Whaaaaaatttssss haappppppppedddd to meeeeee” Tim cried out. The technicians turned their attention back to the shrunken Tim.
“HE CAN STILL SPEAK.” One of the technicians recorded.
“THAT WILL BE SHORT-LIVED. PREPARE TO INJECT ‘FORMULA B.’” The head technician.
Larry saw a needle being prepared and then injected into the arm of Tim. Tim cried out again. “Whhhhyyyy didddd youuuu doo thisss toooo meeeee?”
“‘FORMULA B’ INJECTED INTO B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A.”
“THE SUBJECT HAS HAD BOTH ‘FORMULA A’ & ‘FORMULA B’ INJECTED PROPERLY. PREPARING B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A FOR FINAL REDUCT PHASE. INFORM NURSERY FOR TRANSFER OF NEW B.I.T. ALSO INFORM THEM OF THE NEW B.I.T. SUBJECT TO FOLLOW SHORTLY.”
“iiiiii dooon’t wannnttt toooo beeeee….. aaaaa. bbbbaaaaabbbyyyy!” Tim cried out, then suddenly let out a short gasp. “Noooooooo!!!! Thhisssss caaaaannn’ttt bbbbbbbb haaapppp..... iiiii woooonnn’tttt llleeeetttt thhhhhissss haaaappppeeeenn, iii aaammm iiiinnnn cooooonnnnttroooolllllll.... iiii aammmm iinnn..... iii ammmm shhhhiiiii......”
“‘FORMULAS A & B’ ARE STARTING TO WORK TOGETHER, B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A HAS JUST COMMENCED FIRST MAJOR BOWEL MOVEMENT, WITH VERY LIMITED CONTROL.”
“IN A FEW MINUTES HE WON’T BE ABLE TO TALK. BY TOMORROW HE WILL HAVE LOST ALL BODILY FUNCTION CONTROLS. HE WON’T EVEN REMEMBER WHO HE IS.” The technician exclaimed, putting the needle on the side, and patting the now crying baby on the head.
A technician walked over to Larry, and patted him on the head.
“YOU WON’T EITHER!”
Larry tried to struggle against his bonds, but he felt no resistance. He did not seem to have any energy. The fight to control what was left in his bladder was gone. Just then the rest of the urine in his body escaped into the already soaked briefs, and onto the floor.
“DON’T WORRY, WE’LL HAVE YOU PROPERLY DRESSED IN A FEW MINUTES.... B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696B!”
Larry shuddered at the implications of what was being said to him.
“B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A IS RESPONDING PERFECTLY AS A TODDLER. BODY IS BEGINNING TO RESPOND AS SUCH. PREPARE FOR FIRST FORMULA FEED. MIXTURE SET FOR 70% ‘FORMULA B’ AND 30% INFANT FORMULA..”
A technician walks over to a refrigerator and pulls out a bottle... a baby bottle. Larry can see that the bottle is filled with a white liquid.
“HEAT FORMULA TO 96 DEGREES.”
“ROGER, HEATING TO 96 DEGREES.”
The technician puts the bottle in a microwave type of device and presses several buttons. A few minutes later, the bottle is extracted, and checked for temperature.
“FORMULA AT 96 DEGREES.”
“PREPARE FOR FIRST FEEDING OF B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A.”
The technician puts a cap with a rubber tip on top of the bottle, and brings to the table. He hands it to another technician, who tips the bottle upside down over the wiggling and crying figure of Tim.
Larry, from his secured position, watches as the technician lowers the bottle closer to Tim’s face. Tim reaches his tiny hands up, trying to push the bottle away.
“iiiiii aammmmm nnoooott aaaa bbbaaaaabbbbyyyy! iiiii ddddoooonnt waaaaannt tthhhaat. iiii doooooon... gulp.”
The bottle’s rubber tip is pushed into Tim’s mouth. Larry can see that Tim is trying to move his head to avoid the event. The technician is persistent, and soon has the bottle firmly lodged in Tim’s mouth. Then Larry’s eyes grow wider as he watched Tim start to suck on the bottle, drawing its contents into his mouth.
“FEEDING COMMENCING. REACTION TO BOTTLE TOOK THIRTY SECONDS. ‘FORMULA B’ IS TAKING HOLD. B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A HAS STARTED SUCKING MOTIONS OF INFANT. LET THE RECORD NOTE THAT THIS IS THE SECOND DOSE OF ‘FORMULAS B’ AND IS BEING ADMINISTERED ORALLY.
Larry could not take his eyes off Tim. He watched the liquid being drained from the bottle into Tim’s mouth. Tim was really working the bottle, he grasped at the bottle with both of his tiny hands. He worked on the bottle, sucking it dry as fast as he could. When the bottle was drained. The technician, withdrew the nipple from Tim’s mouth.
Tim lay there exhausted from the workout he gave the bottle. He let out a big yawn, and then moved his legs, the crinkling of the loaded pamper could be heard. Then Tim stopped moving, and a hissing sound could be heard.
“B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696A HAS JUST EMPTIED BLADDER. THE FLUSHING AGENT IN ‘FORMULAS B’ IS WORKING EFFECTIVELY. WE CAN CALL THE OPERATION COMPLETE. NOW CHANGING RECORD TO REFLECT THAT WE KNOW HAVE A NEW ARRIVAL, TAGGED AS B.I.T. 120696A! ”
“OKAY. LETS CLEAN B.I.T. 120696A UP. THEN PROCEED WITH PREPARATION OF B.I.T. SUBJECT 120696B FOR INSERTION.”
Larry saw Tim being lifted up off the table and cradled in the arm of a technician. The technician smiled as he saw Larry expression. He carried the toddler Tim over to Larry and practically shoved him under Larry’s nose.
“YOU ARE GOING TO BE JUST LIKE THIS A FEW MINUTES!” The technician taunted Larry.
Larry shook his head in disbelief. Tim was sound asleep, cradled in the technician’s arm. “How could this be happening to me? All I did was look for a restroom, and walked in here!” Larry thought to himself. He could not bring himself to believe what his eyes just saw. A grown man shrunk to the size and actions of an infant. A sweat started to break over his face as the event he witnessed started to sink in. He looked beyond the tiny figure of Tim, and saw that one of the technicians was setting up the table with the straps. The very same straps that once held this young man, and now has reduced him to a sleeping toddler.