The Change of the Seasons: Teacher's Pet

Chapter 8
When in Rome...

Chapter Description: Do as the Romans do, or at least don't start yelling at them.

[size=2]Not unlike the city of Lowtown Junction to its far south, the town of Short Meadows was deceptively named. In truth, the farmlands that surrounded the town’s center were quite vast and expansive. The crops grown and the animals grazed in Short Meadows fed the entirety of the valley’s population along with Pilgrim’s Rest.

The origin of its name came from the farm town’s northern neighbor, Mt. Longview. By far the tallest mountain within the valley, Mt. Longview broke away from the other mountains that walled themselves around the valley and stood high above them. The first Short Meadowers, dissatisfied New Springers, were said to have thought that the mountain above them made them feel like dwarves in comparison as they gazed at it from their meadows.

Somehow dwarf became short and the name stuck from there. Even the farmtown’s namesake was misleading, as Short Meadows was far longer in length than Mt. Longview was in height. Though Rebecca Brownwood guessed that this fact was entirely sidestepping the humbling aspect of the town’s mythos.

And Short Meadowers were certainly humble as the 32 year old Grownup girl had learned in her brief time in town as an adult. Except for the atheistic Lowtowners, most people in Old Lake Valley held secularized Christian beliefs intermixed with a folkloric reverence of the Three Founders. However, the people of Short Meadows took this belief system to a bizarre new level.

They were child worshippers.

As chronicled in the epilogue of The Great Crossing and Reconciliation, a minority of the First Generation grew embittered about the second puberty that suddenly befell their magically extended childhoods in New Springs. Overly emotional and depressed in their developing pubescent bodies, these teenagers fought with their young peers and rebelled against the Three Founders and their wives that ruled over them as their parents.

Angry and vengeful, these teenagers incited the Native Americans against the population of New Springs with false stories that portrayed their mothers and fathers as tyrants that had gone mad with power. The conflict that followed was both bloody and devastating to the valley. Most of the Native Americans left the valley in a large exodus in regret to the harm they caused while the rebellious teenagers were exiled from New Springs.

As the teenage New Springers eventually grew into adults that procreated alongside the Three Founders, The Short Meadowers withdrew into a life of solace and reflection in the fields below Mt. Longview. It was in this time when they began to worship the children they had once been.

As they grew into adulthood themselves, they held their actions as teenagers in disdain while pitting the people they had become as adults. They saw adulthood as a status of a servant, little different from a slave and thus worked their fields to raise crops and livestock for their neighbors in repentance for their transgressions. This repentance was accepted by New Springs and farming for Short Meadowers became the livelihood that feed the valley’s growing population.

In modern times, the Short Meadowers were still quite religious. Children ruled over their parents at home while teenagers were viewed as diseased. This was mostly symbolic in nature, as the adults still controlled their farms and governed the small town’s laws.

There was surely some irony to be found in by the two Grownup children and two Growndown adults.

This family date to Short Meadow’s famous pumpkin patch was the first of many family dates between two young moms and their young children rather than the late night affairs they had been engaging in.

Rebecca, quite comfortable now with thinking of herself as a regular mom had her 6 year old son held lovingly on her lap, Amanda had taken the liberty to match her by wrapping 3 year old Melly in her motherly arms as well.

Having the two young children get reacquainted with each other was something they had long intended to do. As the women were very much aware of the relationship their parents had been in as adults and did not want to give Robert and Melissa too much distress before they were fully Facilitated to their new lives as children.

For Bobby’s part, the former 36 year old man had embraced his new childhood as his former daughter’s 6 year old son. Little Bobby was initially resentful and confused by the role reversal between the two of them. Rebecca found however, as her Facilitation into a mother and teacher kicked in over the days and weeks after their transformation, that she needed to simply show Bobby that she was the superior parent than he had been to her.

The Brownwood’s small dirty house was transformed into a clean and comfy space for a man turned boy to be raised in. Rebecca cooked a wide range of meals that a 6 year old could enjoy and enforced a parenting style that rewarded Bobby’s childish tendencies and gently reprimanded his bursts of adult resistance.

Little by little Facilitation worked away on her former father. Undoing Bobby’s adult knowledge and experience and replacing them with the routines of his second boyhood. Long commutes to work became gentle rides in his booster seat, late night showers became bath-time with mommy, and his smoking before bed simply became bedtime. Bobby’s new life was a structured one, something he deeply appreciated as the little boy he was now. Little Bobby had yet admitted she was the perfect mommy for him, but the daily kisses and cuddles she received from him told her otherwise.

Rebecca gave her son a motherly kiss on his cheek as rocked him in her arms. “You enjoying the ride pumpkin?”

“Yes mommy!” he said and kissed her back. “I love you!”

“Oh you’re just an absolute sweetheart!” she praised “Do you remember taking me out here to Short Meadows to pick out pumpkins when you were the adult?”

Little Bobby knowingly nodded his head, "I get to pick the pumpkin since I’m a Growndown now!"

Rebecca smiled, "That’s right Bobby! You’re my little boy now."

Amanda, seated next to Rebecca, nudged her shoulder into his, “And you get to spend the day with your little girlfriend too!”

“Yeah.” Bobby agreed though his eyes stared into the toddler in Amanda’s arms.

Rebecca had yet to have any personal time with the woman turned toddler girl. Melly by her girlfriend’s account was a well behaved baby. Once Melissa had discovered the pleasures of suckling at her former daughter’s breasts she seemed to leapfrog into her Facilitation towards babyhood. Amanda often found herself changing her former mother’s pull-ups even though little Melly was apparently still potty-trained.

Amanda used the time to massage away the remaining aspects of the plump woman in the chubby baby. She rubbed and tickled away at her sensitive new body, sending the 3 year old girl into a fit of coos and giggles. She then usually allowed her regressed mom, naked save for a pull-up, to suckle from her breasts within her loving arms.

Melissa’s religiously driven worries over her daughter’s sexuality turned to mush as she physically worshipped her daughter’s new womanly body. Indeed, Melly seemed adore her new role as Amanda’s little daughter. Amanda frequently pushed the toddler in a stroller whilst she did her morning jog sessions with the hopes of ingraining a fitness minded attitude in her regressed mother.

While Rebecca did her best to cut Bobby off with all contact from his previous life as a grown man, Amanda happily showed off baby Melissa to all of the former woman’s church friends. It was partly unavoidable as they were hell-bent to contact Melissa following the incident at the school but nonetheless, Amanda often drunkenly bragged to Rebecca in the middle of their fucking to brag about her domination over little Melly.

If this had embarrassed Melly at all, Rebecca did not know, but surely Melly was at least used to it as her church friends ran the daycare she now attended when her mommy was working at the elementary school. They also gladly babysat her when Rebecca and Amanda went out on dates as well. Melly seemed like a content toddler to Rebecca, at least when she had her pacifier to suck on.

A bump in the ride nudged Amanda towards herself and Rebecca’s dark auburn hair intertwined with Amanda’s blonde curly hair. The two loving gazed at one another.

“You are so beautiful Rebecca.” Her girlfriend whispered to her.

“I thought I was supposed to be the one complimenting you.” Rebecca flirted back.

“Oh stop.” Amanda said to her, careful not speak too loudly. “I just wish we could have been together as younger women.”

“We have Facilitated memories of college.” Rebecca offered her girlfriend.

“It’s not the same Rebecca.” She lamented. “We should have had our actual first kiss as preteen girls, not as women in our 30’s. If we simply didn’t go to school that day, stayed home because of our silly fight or something, we could still be growing up together.”

Amanda had a point. As much as she loved the control she now had over her father turned son and her teachers turned students, she too wondered if it was worth it. The tractor finally reached its destination and Amanda took each kid in hand and made their way to the fairgrounds, stopping briefly by the front of the tractor.

“Can you thank the nice lady for the ride Bobby?” Amanda asked Rebecca’s son, bringing out an instructive tone she was accustomed to using with the man turned little boy in class.

“Thank you.” Bobby shyly said.

The old woman smiled kindly from her tractor, “Bless your youth little one.”

Amanda continued onward with the children but Rebecca found herself following the eyes of the old lady as she intensely studied Amanda.

“Is there a problem ma’am?” She asked.

“I’m sorry,” the old lady replied, “I just couldn’t help but overhear your conservation with your lover.”

“You have pretty good ears then.” Rebecca countered hoping to quickly tell the intrusive woman off.

“It’s the hearing aids I’m afraid miss.” The old lady retorted, “My sinful adult body is beginning to fail me. Just as yours will fail you one day.”

“Excuse me?!!” Rebecca yelled.

“New Springs has punished you for your lust of a woman. That is how we Meadowers would see it.” She ranted, “Adulthood is a melancholic life of servitude, in payment for an all too brief time of innocence and playfulness. You and your girlfriend lost all those years in your lives because you lusted for a lifestyle that wasn’t yours to grasp at.”

Rebecca crossed her arms defiantly, “Or perhaps we just make better women than girls. Why would our parents become our kids according to your logic?”

“Because an adulthood without children to pray to would be worthless. A fate worse than death.” The old lady said.

“Maybe my father is better at being a boy than being a man. It has nothing to do with me.” She responded.

“Perhaps you are right or perhaps you are very wrong. We’ll find out when the Great Change takes us all. For only children can enter Heaven. Our disagreements in this mortal realm will be void in the next. There will be little different between us then miss: Our beliefs, our sexuality, and of course our ages. We’ll both just be young girls again.”

“We’ll see, until then don’t intrude further on our family’s life.” Rebecca said and stormed off.

Rebecca furiously crossed the fairgrounds towards her girlfriend and eventually found Amanda cheering Bobby and Melly on as they jumped around in a bouncing play house.

“Hey honey!” Amanda called out to her, “What took you so long with that old woman?”

Rebecca pulled Amanda into a dramatic kiss right there, sliding her tongue into Amanda’s succulent mouth and twisting it around. Amanda danced her tongue in response before dutifully pulling back, giving an array of smooches that lovingly pressed against Rebecca’s lips as she pulled away.

“What’s gotten into you baby?” Amanda asked as she swished her lovely blonde hair. “I know we want to get our kids used to us dating but we don’t need to go down in front of them.”

“Just confirming I’m in love with you.” Rebecca stated which left Amanda a bit staggered.

“Don’t let some old lady get in between our relationship.” Amanda replied while playing with her curly hair, “She’s probably just jealous of Melly and Bobby. You know how Meadowers are.”

“I think she’s right though, in a roundabout sort of way.” Rebecca claimed

“About us being lesbians?” Amanda asked “You’re not being clear with me here.”

Rebecca calmed herself for a moment before proceeding, “What you said earlier about missing out on all our youth together. Maybe it’s for the best that New Springs turned us into adults. I just get the feeling we never would have been together if we had grown up the normal way.”

Without warning, Amanda embraced her in a womanly hug and pecked Rebecca again on her lips. “I don’t care about why we’re together Rebecca. Let’s just embrace what we have now. We’re sexy, beautiful women and we have adorable Growndowns to raise. Isn’t that enough?”

“Yes, you’re right Amanda. Let’s just enjoy our date.” She said.

And enjoy their date they did. The two women called their children out of the play house and soon went out to pick their pumpkins for Halloween.

Rebecca and Amanda walked hand in hand as they followed their children’s search for a pumpkin. It was clear that Bobby had warmed up to his former ex-girlfriend while they were bouncing together, as he now led the toddler girl all around the various sized pumpkins.

Melly endlessly babbled to Bobby and he did his best to reply with his limited vocabulary. She wondered what they were speaking of. About their new lives? About their past relationship? Rebecca doubted it. Children didn’t have the patience to really speak long of such things, if it even crossed their minds at all. More than likely they were innocently chatting with one another. But their body motions spoke for the adult personas still inside them.

Bobby, her ever brave little boy, led the way much like Robert had in their previous relationship as adults. Tall and strong he enjoyed having command over his life much like the little boy he was now. Melly toddled behind Bobby much like Melissa waddled behind Robert, but she nonetheless acted like she was in charge. The toddler continuously pointed out pumpkins that excited the little girl and Bobby seemingly disagreed at each and every one.

With some advice from both her and Amanda, the two kids had picked out two fairly similarly sized pumpkins.

“Let’s get a photo of you two!” she told the kids and snapped a couple of cute photos of Melly and Bobby standing beside their chosen pumpkins.

“Let’s take a selfie with the whole bunch Rebecca!” Amanda cheered and kneeled beside her young daughter.

Rebecca did the same with her son and held her smartphone out slightly above them, “Cheese!” they shouted.

The selfie captured the pairs of blondes and redheads perfectly. Melly held an innocent smiled by her mommy’s side and Bobby looked content by Rebecca’s. More importantly to Rebecca though was how natural she looked alongside Amanda. The two mothers looked all the more like a couple.

More than she had anticipated, this day really cemented her love for her girlfriend.

Teacher’s Pet will continue in: Silly Grownups, Tricks Aren’t Just For Kids [/size]