Regressors

Chapter 1
Whole Story

Sometimes, we’re born with what we’re given. Our DNA is a mix between our mother and father and traces back to generations before. However, these days, scientific advancements have made some discoveries that show what our genes contain. What lies in us? It can change us for better or worse. Maybe I got the latter, I didn’t ask for this.

I remember what happened the first time it happened. I was near my apartment, walking in the nearby park, from out of nowhere had a sharp pain in my stomach. It hurt bad and then I was getting lightheaded, I ran nearby to drink some water but I tripped on my shoes…that fitted me an hour ago. My sweatpants loosened to the floor and my watch slipped through my arm. A nearby runner offered help and once she saw me, she wondered where my mom and dad were. I was confused but it made sense when I entered the park restroom. It was a dirty mirror but I could see the reflection clearly. It was a kid, doing the same things as me. I heard my voice like I sucked helium. The evidence was clear, I was a child again.

Digging back to my memories, I believe I was 7 or 8 years old. I ran to my apartment, holding up my sweatpants, making sure not to trip up on my shoes and my shirt was too big. I ran like I was on fire. I saw my neighbor in front of my room, Olivia noticing a child run towards her neighbor’s apartment. She knocked to see what happened, I just told her it was my nephew getting cough drops. She was later confused but she didn’t know the half of it then again I didn’t either. As I looked at the bathroom mirror, I saw a kid looking back at me, mimicking me, a child that was me. I dropped the pants and boxers and was ashamed of what I’ve become. My pubic hair was gone, my dick was small, skin was smooth, and my teeth were crooked again. I was a third grader again. I was scared, more than I have been. I wondered how this could have happened. I cried myself to sleep. However, but I when I woke up, I was back to normal. A grown up. I wondered if it was a dream. Later on, I learned it just the beginning. At first, it would come randomly, my stomach would be in pain and I would have a brush of lightheadedness.

Then the shrinking would begin, my legs would get scrawnier, my hands get smaller and my arms shorter, my skin would actually get smoother, I looked at the mirror when the process happens at times. My cheeks would get rounder, my nose would smaller, my beard would recede into the skin, and I see my face change from the older, rugged, bearded adult into a chubby, sickly cute, childish kid. What was interesting was that I’ve transformed into many different ages. It’s been a wild and strange trip. I’ve become 16, 14, 12, 10, 7, 4, and 3. The good news is that this regression comes when I’m near my home. The bad news is that it I’m stuck for the rest of day, even before I sleep (Staying up late don’t change me back until I catch some sleep).

I’ve come to prepare for it now. I’ve brought clothes for every occasion now, from teens clothes to Pull Ups (I’ve learn in my toddler state I can control my bathroom breaks but not much). I’ve learned to deal with it now and can now control it, my age and the time. It comes from willpower I’ve went to the playground and played with the other kids, went to the mall to hit on girls, and other shenanigans. I still haven’t told anybody close to me about this. Not family or doctors. I’m afraid of the complications. I was so alone. Was I the only one? Why me?

Walking with a secret no one must know. And then…I was coming home to get some food and…diapers. When I heard moans of pain, coming from Olivia’s apartment, I knocked at the door to see what was wrong, she said it was nothing. Bullshit! She kept crying. I want to know what happened. Love thy neighbor after all. I kept knocking and when I got no answer, I tried knock down the door but as I ran to kick it down, it slowly opened. A young girl, a teenager peeked out and told everything was alright. I called her name and she responded back, “It’s me, Olivia. Something’s wrong with me!” “Nothing’s wrong, let me in and I’ll tell you why.” She did and quickly closed the door.

She was now about 15 and shrinking to her pre-teens.

“What’s happening to me!” she yelled. “I have a life, I don’t want to go back!” I comforted her and made sure she wouldn’t do anything drastic. She was sniffing as her tank top was melting away and her sports bra was hanging off her left right shoulder.

She laid down on her sofa while thought about the situation. I always wanted to talk to her but not like this. I decided to do something, “I’ll be back…I’m gonna get some things.” I said to her. “No please, don’t leave me like this! I don’t’ no one to know about this!” She pleaded but I told her it will be a little while and I give her my number in case the regression stops, I felt sad of giving her my number in a situation like this. When I saw her before I left the apartment, she looked to be in her early teens, about 12 or 13. I promised her I come back. I went to buy her clothes…and clothes for myself.

I knocked in the door an hour later, hearing the locks open, the door slowly opened, it was Olivia who shrunk a little more, she wasn’t sure how old she was now, only describing somewhere 8-10. Her bra looked comical now due a having flat chest and she adjusted her shorts to fit her shrunken figure but she was still in shock…maybe because of me. Before I came to back to her apartment, I snuck to mines where I focused…just being little. It took 10 minutes just I succeeded. Seeing all my limbs shrink back and all my clothes felt roomier, it was a feeling that while similar; I think I’ll never get used to it. I brought along some clothes for myself and her. And I changed and went to her.

“I told you there’s nothing to worry about.” I said in my newly high pitched voice. “But how? How did you? How did you?” She kept asking. “I’ll tell you but first, put these on.” I told her as I threw her some clothes that would fit her. “You did this…for me? I’m…flattered. Thank you!” She said and ran to hug me. It felt good to do something for someone, someone who knew, and someone who wasn’t alone. After a few minutes, she came out in her new clothes. A short sleeve Tee, a blue skirt, and sandals, she was a bit nervous and shy at first.

“How do I look?” she said. “Cute.” I said. “That’s the last thing I want to be, just cute.” She responded back.

“Don’t worry about a thing, it’ll be alright, trust me. C’mon let’s go to the playground.”

“The Playground? I’m not sure about this.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. No one can tell it’s really us.” I said to her and grabbed her hand as we left the apartment and headed to the playground. As we entered the playground, we stopped by the swings and just played along; I explained what’s wrong with her.

“I don’t know what’s wrong, but it’s recently happened to me too. I don’t know how. It came at random times but recently I can control it. I can think about being little and being any age I want. I’ve become anywhere between 15 to 2. I was first 3 when the first regression happened, it was embarrassing, I had to make makeshift underwear and you started lucky. I don’t know why the both of us have the same condition living let alone next to each other. If you want, I can teach you what I know about so far and maybe I can help you to control it.”

“Wait, I can change back? How? You gotta teach me!”

“First, it’ll take a few hours for it to wear off. You know when it’s comes. Second, it’s actually really real easy. It’s not like psychic powers. You just got to picture that in your head. But before that, there’s one thing we need to do.” I explained.

“What’s that?” She said.

“It’s been almost 20 years since we were kids but…let’s play.” I smiled to her.

We spent the next hour playing with the kids. Swinging on the swings, sliding down, being in the merry go round, and playing hide and seek. It was a wild ride and it was like coming out of a amusement park. We came to my apartment and I ordered pizza and while we waited, we played Street Fighter as I waited. The door knocked and I focused my energy to becoming older. I took off my shirt and pants and put on gym shorts. I feel waistband getting tighter. I saw the room getting wider and larger around me. As I paid the delivery guy, we sat down and we spoke about our lives, hoping we can we find something to connect to what’s happening to us.

I told my story.

I was tired living over my dad’s rules, I decided to find an apartment of my own, when I worked as a computer designer for some time, I got enough money getting to the apartment and I then moved in and been here for two years now.

Olivia then told hers.

“I was just graduated college. I was looking for somewhere to live. I found work at the cooperate offices of Best Buy. I moved in here a year ago. I’ll admit, I just moved because of the indoor pool. I don’t think anything I was involved in cause…this! Shouldn’t we figure out what’s going on?”

Olivia wanted answers, I couldn’t blame her but I wasn’t too hasty.

“Until we can find answers, you’ll have to live with this and get used to it. Let’s get you back to normal.” I had to guide her into growing back up. “Focus all thoughts, remember how you were just yesterday, a grown woman, looking forward to the day. Harness all those thoughts into one.” Olivia thought long and hard into growing up. Something finally clicked and I could see her growing back up, her breasts were developing and enlarging, her hair turning a darker color, her limbs extending, her stomach losing its weight.

“Oh my, it worked, I can feel it, my body, it’s growing…it’s…felling tighter.”

“You forgot to take off your clothes, take them off before they choke you! I made that mistake once, it looks funny when a grown man wears a shirt made for a 10 year old but boy, it can hurt.” I told her. She ran to the bathroom while I threw her a shirt and shorts, I didn’t see her for a few minutes, later she came out with the clothes I gave her.

“I just don’t know what to say…thank you.” She said.

“No problem.” I frankly said and when I got up, I was hugged by Olivia, her warm embrace made me honestly glad and happy. I was no longer alone. Whatever it was that plagued me, it was great that at least I was no longer alone.

A couple of days later, I got a call from Olivia, saying she wanted to tell me something and to meet her at her apartment. I got ready and headed there, when the door opened, I saw her dressed up like she going out and she looked different then from our last encounter, it appeared that she was now younger!

“Olivia, what happened? Did another regression happen?” I said with concern.

“No, I did what you taught me, focus my thoughts and let my body do the rest. What do you think?” She said as she modeled in front of me. She wore a sleeved dress and she now appeared to be a teenager. She flirted with me and wanted me to join her. “Come on, go with me, it’s not like you have anything to do today anyways.” She was right, why waste time at my room? I wanted to go out anyways, why not bring some company?

I regressed myself to 16 as was Olivia was near 15. Since guys aren’t really mall fanatics, I didn’t much pay attention to our trip at the mall; I mostly paid attention to Olivia. We spent mostly all day at the movies. After that, we went back to the apartments.

“I just wanted to say I had a good time, thanks, I wasn’t planning on this but thank you.” I said.

“No, thank you, you showed me that I should appreciate this as a blessing, not a curse. We been granted something special, to live life at its fullest! And our 1st date proved it.” She said back.

I was shocked; she took me out on a date? At first, I was shell shocked but I played it off. “We proved it alright, but did you have a good time?”

She shook her head, “Yes but who says the date is over?”

She then hugged me and kissed me. We entered my room and lay down as she made out. We stripped and the rest of the night was spent in ecstasy. It was official; I had a friend…a girlfriend.

Me and Olivia spent the next few weeks going out with our powers in tow. One night, Olivia regressed to a toddler and I had to babysit her. The next night, we regressed to pre-teens and went to the amusement park and later on, we became children and went on all the rides. Basically, we did it all from having a date at the bistro to being in a Chuck E Cheese. We had fun using our powers and just had fun and loving every minute…and each other.

But even having our way with the city, we’ve always wondered, we’re we the only ones to have this…power?

This out…we weren’t.

TO BE CONTINUED…