Amir Plays House

Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Forced to Play

“VIOLET!” Their mom yelled to break Violet’s violent scream. “How many times do I have to tell you not to scream like that!? You scared your little brother to death! Look at that poor thing”

Even though Violet’s outburst still shook Amir, he managed to notice how his mom referred to him.

“NO! No way I’m the little brother” His heart started to pound. He looked down at himself and not only was his shirt changed to a fire-truck blue shirt, his training pants were now more puffier and wetter. There was no mistake, he was clearly wearing a diaper. 

Their mom rushed to hug him.  “Oh sweety, I’m so sorry you got spooked”

“I’m not a baby!” His mom gave him an even bigger, tighter hug which ironically only made him tear up. “Please, Mom, tell Violet to change me back, I can’t keep regressing like that!” He cried into her shoulder.

“Shh, there, there honey, everything will be ok, I’m sorry Violet scared you like that. You’re not regressing, you’re getting bigger and stronger every day!”

“No, you don’t get it. I… “

“What is it? Do you need a change?” She quickly slipped her finger under his pants and into the backside of his diaper. “Not yet, just a little wet”

“Please Mom, can you at least put me in training pants?”

“Oh honey, I know potty training has been rough, but we must wait until you stop with the stinky accidents, ok? Why don’t I get you some ice cream after you finish your tendies?”

“I want some ice cream too” pouted Violet.

“Sure,” said their mom. “Once you apologize to your brother and promise me you won’t do that again. Is that clear?”

“Yes…” Said Violet. However, Amir wasn’t trusting her at all.

The rest of the lunch passed quietly. Violet grinned as she messily enjoyed her ice cream, while Amir sobbed lightly every other bite. 

When he finished his ice cream, he noticed his backside getting wetter and could hear a slight trickle. Amir wanted to look down to check under his pants, but he was afraid the vision of himself with a diaper, never mind a wet diaper, would cause his mind to shut down.

“Need a changey?” Apparently, his mom noticed him staring into the distance. “You know you can tell me if you had an accident”

She lifted him up with no problem despite his massive size and carried him into his room, which was now much more similar to a baby’s room: the walls were decorated with colorful happy dinosaurs on a baby-blue background. There was a big pile of diapers just beside a huge crib, big enough to fit a grown man inside, and of course, a huge changing table fitted on top of a half-size closet.

Amir closed his eyes as his mom laid him on the table, and gingerly unfastened the diaper’s tapes. He picked a gander at her cleaning him when he saw her bring a diaper from a pile. It was worse than he expected, the diaper had a drawing of a happy reindeer with hearts and stars surrounding it. It was a huge downgrade from this morning. His mom lifted his legs and fastened the clean diaper in what seemed like an eternity. He just wanted this humiliation to be over.

“I know you can’t wait to be an adult, but believe me, you have too many years adulting and not enough years as a kid, so try your best to enjoy this time”

Amir snorted. He knew well enough what it’s like being an adult and if he could just convince his mother of that, maybe she wouldn’t try to preach to him about it.

“Well, why won’t we make a deal? You’ll be a big boy and play in your room alone while I make the dishes”

Amir nodded. At least it’s not playing with Violet. 

“Wait, you forgot my pants”

“You know the rules. No pants after lunch, just in case. I don’t want to do extra laundry” She said sternly. “And if you feel like you need poopies, you shout for mommy and I’ll come as fast a cheetah”

Amir snorted again. “Ok, Mom”. He wondered if his control of his bowls would be as bad as his bladder and he decided he’d rather not think about it.

His mom brought a nice carpet with the ABCs to lay on the floor and lifted him from the changing table onto it. She brought him a big chest filled with plushies, mostly dinosaurs, they were his favorite when he 3 was his real age.

“What, no action figures?”

“Be a good boy this week, and next Sunday, I’ll get you your first one” 

He was finally alone. With no computer and only soft toys, he figured he might as well play with them. After a bit of consideration, he decided to reenact the first episode of Game of Thrones with his toys. This was the most adult he could feel while being this childish.

After he tried his best to reconstruct Winterfell’s towers with his blocks, the scenery around him changed, and darkness filled the room. At first, he thought a cloud had passed, blocking the sun, yet his room’s window showed clear skies. He felt a chill on his skin, and the darkness intensified. 

“What’s going on?”

Soon the room was almost completely dark, with tiny purple lights floating in the air. He felt something touching his back, and then he saw them: several black droopy tentacles reaching to touch him.

“AHHH stop!!! Mom!! Mom!! Mommy!!” But nothing happened, he set there in complete silence, his legs frozen.

“She can’t hear you right now” He heard from the door. And indeed, materialized from the darkness a tiny girl with deep glowing purple eyes.

“Violet? Please leave me alone”

“No.” She said chillingly, her voice not young nor old, just cold as ice. “Maybe everyone else sees you as a baby but I remember who you were”

“Because of you!! I never did anything to deserve this!” 

“Do you like sitting in wet diapers?”

“Please…just stop this”

Her form started to blur into a dark blob of smoke, and from it, stepped a young woman with the same features as Violet, even the same purple eyes.

“I’ll make sure to end you.” She stepped towards him, dwarfing him with her height. “You won’t be able to hide behind your poopy diapers”

“I don’t…” He tried to rebuttal when he felt a cramp. Before he could do anything his backside started to stream soft brown poop into his diaper. He let out a few farts and another stream completely flowed through to his back and his balls. His body was paralyzed, he couldn’t do anything but look at his weirdly adult sister and shit on himself. When he was finally done, the diaper was completely dark and some of it was even starting to pour from the sides.

“HAHAHAHA! Phew! Being a baby truly suits you. Too bad you’re not gonna stay a baby for long, just a couple of times like that and you’ll be unborn from existence”

“No, please…”

“You’d rather be a baby?”

“Yes!”

“Well, that’s a shame,” she stepped even closer, ”because I already put my mind into-” As she almost touched him a bright white light engulfed the room. 

Amir shut his eyes, and upon reopening them, he witnessed his mother lifting normal Violet in her arms.

“What did I just tell you about being mean to your little brother??” Their mom took Violet into her room and closed the door. 

Anxiously Amir checked if he regressed again and nothing was changed. “Yes! Mom probably grubbed her before she could turn me into a complete baby, or worse!”.He then remembered that he was still sitting in a very soiled and disgusting diaper. The goopy mess stuck to his butt and his genitals and after this intense experience, the only thing he could do was…wail loudly.

He felt like the biggest baby in the world, but that was too much. He still was shaking, his muscles betraying him, and the only reasonable action seemed like crying his heart out.

After a hefty session of letting his emotions run wild, he finally calmed down. Just in time for his sister’s door opening and his mom to emerge from there, fuming.

“Don’t worry honey, I think her punishment will teach her to treat you like that” She walked towards him, proving to him that something indeed changed, something big. When she closed the gap between them it became clear: He was tiny! He gasped as his mom towered over him, he was really the size of a toddler now. He checked his legs and arms, they were still hairy, and he even felt the itch of stubble on his beard. 

“Mom! She shrank me!” 

“I know, I know, she’s older and a bit bigger than you it’s very scary when she acts like that, but your size hasn’t changed”

“No, I meant-”

“You Mr Big Boy, need a change! And… a shower. Jesus this child, I just changed you”. Without hesitation, she brought him to the shower, plopped the messy diaper, removed his shirt, and started washing him.

“Can I do it myself?”

“Not until you’re older. I want to make sure you’re completely clean and dry, so you won't get rashes”

After the bath, she took his tiny naked body back to the changing table for a new diaper. It felt quicker this time, maybe his new size made it easier to diaper. 

This time she looked through the closet for something, Amir fretted it may be another juvenile shirt. But it was worse, it was a blue footed pajama with snaps at the back for easy changing. Amir couldn’t conclude whether it was better or worse than just a diaper and a shirt.

“You’ve been through a lot today… I think it’s a good time for some zzzs” She took him into the crib, which was now huge compared to him. He wasn’t tired, but he was too depressed to stay awake.

“Maybe it’s just a nightmare and sleeping will fix everything” A sliver of hope he had to cling to.  His crib was crinkly yet soft, much more comfortable than the adult bed he had.

His mom closed the light and kept the door slightly ajar. He was looking at the cartoon dinosaurs around him and tried to take some comfort from them. It wasn’t hard to fall asleep, yet weirdly he found his thumb itching toward his mouth. He tried to fight the urge but decided it was not worth it, and just sucked on it until he fell asleep.