The Return to Innocence

Chapter 3
Chapter 3

The Return to Innocence - Part 3

by BBoy

By week’s end Tim and Jeff were no closer to a solution. The corrupted data held a clue to the amount of exposure Jeff had been subjected and a possible lead. Ultimately it didn’t matter, they had no idea how large a dose it would take to regress a human male subject. All their experiments had been on rats and guinea pigs, nothing as large as Jeff. Sooner or later the regression had to stop and when that happened they could start to work on reversing the process. Now living in the body of a 13 year old Jeff was left guessing when the he would stop getting younger.

Jeff walked in the door of the house and noticed the kids hadn’t arrived home yet. He made his way into the kitchen where Margaret was starting dinner. Without turning to look at her husband “Did you find a cure today? It’s Friday and you said a solution would be found.” Dejected he hung his head and quietly said “No.”

“If you don’t stop regressing by the end of the weekend, I’m afraid changes will have to be made. You can’t sleep on the couch forever and I can’t sleep with a pre-teen in my bed. Plus your relationship with your kids will inevitably change as you regress.” Jeff knew his kids were seeing him different already. Susan had been great not overstepping the bounds of decency and respect once it was obvious Jeff was the younger of the two. Michael on the other hand had been much crueler with his jokes If Jeff regressed much further there would definitely be problems dealing with his son.

Saturday afternoon, Margaret decided to take Michael and Mary to the park. It was too nice outside and Mary really wanted to play on the swings. Jeff was told he would be going to the park “You have been sulking all day and besides some fresh air is good for someone your age.” All Jeff could do was scowl at Margaret before accepting he had no choice and relented to the much larger and older woman of the house.

Once at the park Michael and Mary ran around playing on their favorite apparatus, however Jeff refused to have fun and sat down on the bench. After a while Margaret came over and sat beside the child. She put her arm around the diminished frame and tried to consol him. “Honey it isn’t all that bad, try not to dwell on it, go and have fun.” Jeff looked up at her, “Dwell on it? What else can I do? I’ve lost my adulthood and I might loose my pre-teens. I could end up being introduced as Mary’s twin! What is worse is that pretty soon Michael is going to figure out he can push me around, then I’m screwed.”

“Well then I suggest you start to make friends with him right now, so he isn’t as tough on you. I can’t watch over the two of you 24 hours a day. Now get up and go play with Michael.” With that Margaret grabbed Jeff’s hand and walked over to the monkey bars. “Michael would you please play with Jeff. He is looking down and could use some fun.”

“Alright, I guess but I get to choose the game.” Michael grudgingly replied. With that Jeff knew that his control over Michael was starting to slip. It was only choosing a game but Michael made the decision instead of Jeff for the first time. “Let’s play spaceman. I’m the captain and you are the other spaceman. Let’s go into outer space. Michael climbed the jungle gym and proceeded to shout orders.”

Jeff slowly got into the play-acting roll of a spaceman in a rocket ship. With his youthful age also came with an overactive imagination, after a short while Jeff started to enjoy himself. Soon he was caught up in the game and forgot he was a mature husband and father. Instead throwing himself into his newfound role as a spaceman roaring across the galaxy.

After a couple of hours everyone was ready to go home. Michael and Jeff had become friends at the park, Jeff’s fears were eased by the new bond he had formed with his son. They all got into the mini van and proceeded towards home with a quick stop at the store for ice cream. Michael and Mary were both excited at the announcement but Jeff was less enthused about the treat. Mary got a Fudge-sickle while Michael and Jeff picked ice cream sandwiches. As Jeff bit into the ice cream the flavours jumped in his mouth. He hadn’t noticed until now that his tastes were changing. After arriving back at the house they all went inside. Mary was immediately sent upstairs for a nap while Michael went to use the Play station and Jeff went into his old study to contemplate what to do next.

By Sunday morning not much had changed, Jeff was still regressing and now it looked like he was 9 or 10 years old. His voice was beginning to change becoming higher pitched. As he inspected his body he noticed all the hair was gone except for his head. He knew puberty had passed him by and for the first time he recognized he really was a child, not an adult nor a teenager but a child. No longer could he drive, work or even have a beer. Jeff dreaded the day ahead of him. He walked over to a doorway, stood with his back to the frame and with a pencil drew a line at the top of his head

By dinner hour Jeff was sure he had lost more height. He sat beside his son and was sure Michael was now a couple of inches taller. He had stayed clear of Michael all day but now he couldn’t avoid the obvious. “So how you feeling squirt?” Michael joked at Jeff’s condition. “I’m not a squirt! I’ll show you.” Margaret jumped in to stop the fight before it started. “All right you two, that is enough you will both be quiet! Anymore and you will both be sent to your room.”

“But I don’t have a room anymore?” Jeff responded in a sarcastic tone. “I said BE QUIET!” With that the dinner table became dead silent. Once the family had finished their meal, Margaret made Michael and Jeff clean up the dishes while she and Susan went upstairs. Jeff walked into the living room, where Michael was looking through his Play station collection. He jumped on the couch and turned the TV to the evening news. “Hey I was going to play video games.” Jeff looked at him and smiled. “First come first gets the TV.” With that statement Michael got up and walked over wrestled his father for the remote.

“Give that to me now.” Screamed Michael, “No its mine! I wanna watch the news!” Jeff yells back as they roll off the couch knocking over a vase causing it to shatter as it hit the floor.

“That’s it!” yells Margaret who came downstairs to see what was going on. “Michael started it, it’s his fault!” Jeff blurted out as Margaret walked into the room. “I don’t care who started it but both of you come with me.” With that she grabbed both boys by the hand and marched them upstairs to Michael’s bedroom. I’ve had it, both of you can go to bed right now, pointing to the door.

“But I don’t have a room.” Jeff retorted. “You do now, Susan and I moved the old spare cot into Michael’s room, you two are going to share the room. Is that understood?” Michael looked up at his mother, “But that is MY room, I don’t want to share it with a little kid.”

Jeff flew into a temper tantrum. “I’m not LITTLE!” Before Jeff could continue Margaret shut him down “I don’t want to hear it okay. The two of you are roommates so get used to it. I want the two of you to get ready for bed now and no more fighting.” Before Margaret got down the stairs the Jeff began to plead. “Honey, please don’t do this to me. I’m 40, I’m your husband. Don’t make me go to bed now.” Margaret stopped and turned around. Veins were bulging in her forehead, last time Jeff saw this she gave Michael a huge spanking. Jeff immediately retreated into Michael’s bedroom and closed the door.

Jeff turned around to find Michael standing behind him. “Listen Squirt this is my room and everything in here is MINE and that includes your bed.” Jeff couldn’t believe what had transpired, he had to sleep with his son but he wouldn’t live by his son’s rules. Jeff growled back “I don’t have to take this, who do you think you are? I’m the older one you will listen to me!” Jeff was getting very frustrated and found it hard control himself otherwise he would not have pushed the issue with Michael so far. Michael was bigger than Jeff and could probably take Jeff if it got physical but he didn’t care, he was tired of being pushed around and he was tired of being small.

Jeff took a swing at Michael but his new uncoordinated body missed wildly. Michael grabbed the diminutive form and put him in a headlock and switched between noogies and wet willies. “Who is the big kid? Who is the older one? Come on say it.”

After struggling hopelessly for five minutes. Jeff’s head was hurting from the noogies and was utterly humiliated from the wet willies. Finally Jeff relented and with a sobbing voice he begged Michael to stop. “Please stop! You are bigger and you are the oldest in the room. Please stop! I give up you are older.” With that Michael let go, leaving Jeff sobbing beside his bed. He crawled into bed without saying a word and cried himself asleep.

- to be continued