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    • Posting a little early this morning (like, right after midnight), as I'm going on a little holiday to Manchester tomorrow, just to get a break from home. And I've not packed my bag yet (ooops), so I want to have the rest of my to-do list for the morning already handled.   Fingers crossed  I'm sure Spike will do everything he can to make her happy; so the only question is how well he understands what she wants.   114. What’s my Age Again? Tess laughed and reached out for a bunch of brightly-coloured plastic shapes in front of her. She didn’t recognise them; probably something from one of the many toy boxes that she hadn’t looked through yet, and she was curious. Somewhere in her mind, she was aware that her sudden, insatiable curiosity was probably caused by Spike telling her that she would be fascinated and distracted by colourful things. But she knew that was a natural behaviour for a child of the age she was pretending to be, so she could allow herself to play along with it. Somehow, it seemed even more exciting when she realised how much power Daddy had to change her perceptions right now; she knew that she was going to end up doing exactly what he wanted. Right now he was distracting her with whatever that toy was, shaking it in front of her face but just out of reach where she couldn’t grab it. Just to keep her from thinking too much about the fact that Daddy was changing her diaper. Tess didn’t know that she would have been okay with that, but right now she was too little to do it by herself, and she was glad that she could help Spike to enjoy the experiences that he’d been so curious about. His hands were gentle, and for all the nervousness he’d shown when talking about this earlier, he seemed confident enough now. She raised her bum when he pushed gently on her legs to indicate what he wanted, and let herself pretend that he could lift her up like a real baby. And then she could reach from the dangly toys again, not worrying about what the grown-up was doing until another hand indicated that he wanted her to move again. And then he was taking her hand to help her sit up, and that brought her within reach of her new toy at last. She grasped it clumsily and automatically put a green thing in her mouth. She was pretty sure that wasn’t something he had told her to do, but she didn’t need to think about it right now. Acting like a little kid had made her all giggly, and it was easy enough to just go with the flow and keep playing the role. On some level she was still observing her own behaviour and marvelling at how easily her will was subverted. But watching that was the part she enjoyed the most, and she wasn’t going to let those thoughts come to the surface where they might break the illusion for Spike. “You like that, don’t you, little one?” he asked, and made sure that she was grasping it firmly before he actually let go. It seemed like a giant bunch of plastic keys; maybe the kind that would open some diary with three wipe-clean pages, or a treasure chest where little kids might be enticed to hide their most precious things. Or maybe it was just a toy bunch of keys. Tess noticed as she looked closer that they rattled as well, and it felt like each of the rainbow keys made a slightly different sound. Although if they were meant to be some kind of instrument, the effect was slightly spoiled by them all banging together whenever she moved them. After another few minutes of play, she found that they were rough as well, each one having a different texture on one side. It was looking more and more like some kind of sensory toy for really little kids, and she couldn’t even remember being little enough to need something like that. But waving it around and experimenting with the relationship between colours, shapes, sounds, and textures had managed to hold her attention for quite a few minutes. Had the hypnosis regressed her more than she thought? Was she just curious to understand what kind of things a little kid might find entertaining; more thinking about what kind of play the toy encouraged rather than actually playing with it? Or were kids toys actually still fun, if you just looked at the thing in front of you rather than thinking you should be too old? That was a big philosophical question, and as much as it was interesting to her, Tess felt that she should be giving Spike her full attention now. But what could she say, so that he wouldn’t think her apparent fascination with a bunch of plastic keys wasn’t too weird? Maybe all she needed to do was let him know that she was just playing the role he wanted to see her in. “Keys!” she exclaimed, and held them out at arm’s length, grasping the ring clumsily in one fist. She could easily have held it more normally, but she was still trying to feel out the balance between an actual hypnotic experience and playing the role that the guy she liked wanted to see. “Such a clever girl,” he said, and even though it was a weird compliment, Tess felt like she was glowing with pride when she heard him say something nice about her. She was realising even more now that she really cared about his opinions, and that he mattered so much more than anyone else. She loved her Daddy right now, and she was pretty sure that was because of who he was, not just because she was feeling like a little kid. Was this real love? She wasn’t sure if it was the same thing her friends felt when they really wanted to make out with someone; but she knew that it was the most powerful feeling she had ever experienced, and that whatever it was she wanted to spend more time with Spike, and she would do whatever he asked. “I’m a good girl?” she asked. It wasn’t really what she wanted to ask, but it was the closest she could think of without breaking the illusion of being a little kid. “You’re awesome,” he said. “And there’s nobody else I’d rather be with. I hope you’re aware enough to understand that. I’d do anything for you. So if there’s any game you want to play, or anything you want to do, just let me know. Okay? And let me know when you need your diaper changing, because I’m not really used to babysitting, and I might not notice right away. Is that okay?” “Okay,” Tess mumbled, and looked down at her hands as if not meeting his eyes would make her blush any less. “I’m a big girl really. I can go potty next time. Or… do you want me to… to be a baby?” She couldn’t believe that she’d actually asked that, but she knew that she needed to know. Sooner or later she would have to choose how far she wanted to go in playing along with Daddy’s fantasies, and that would be a lot easier if she knew just how far he wanted her to go. “It’s all about you,” he countered. “You’ve given me so much power over you, and that’s a big responsibility. But to make sure we’re close to what you’re comfortable with, I need to know more about what kind of things you enjoy about being this age. Did I do good so far?” Tess nodded vigorously. The gesture was purely childish, but she was sure that the feelings behind it came directly from her heart. She would be happy to go as far as he wanted; even acting in childish ways that she wasn’t particularly comfortable with, she would go there happily if it was for Spike. “Okay then. And would you like to stay with the age you chose, and the way I’ve been treating you so far? Or would you be happier going further?” Tess panicked for a moment at that question. He was asking her to choose between growing up or continuing, and it was hard to tell which of those options he’d wanted her to pick. He certainly wasn’t treating these moments of Tess’s babyhood as the quick joke she’d hoped for, taking regression to ludicrous extremes. Maybe he actually enjoyed this, like Gabby had. And if that was the case, she would have to make a big decision about whether that was something she could get used to. But that was something to think about when they were both adults, and when she could think more clearly. For now, if he was willing to let her grow up, it would be better to get back to the ages they’d been thinking about when they made their original plans for the day. “I… uhh…” Tess started to say she wanted to grow up a little, but then realised that she didn’t really want to break the mood of the scene. They were both enjoying themselves, even if she was playing with a toy for little kids and was wearing – she glanced down for an instant to check – a hot pink diaper with a picture of one of the princesses from Bibi Babi Miko on the front. It would be better if she could answer in simple words, so Spike could stay in his Daddy headspace. And maybe she could give him the choice of how fast she grew up as well. Whether she should go straight up to being six years old, or maybe spend half an hour being three or four while he seemed to be enthusiastic about the regression. “Yeah, more! Try something different. How far should I go? What should I say? What number comes next?” She laughed as she said it, amused by how much she really did sound like an excited toddler; trying to remember how to count up to her new age. And she was sure that she would be happy to make herself just as old as Spike wanted her to be. “Don’t you worry about that, Princess,” he said, and he was laughing too. After their initial uncertainty, it seemed that he really had found exactly what he wanted to feel. Daddy will sort out everything for you so you don’t even need to think about it. Does that sound good?” “Yeah,” Tess nodded nervously. She knew already that the age she’d said she was didn’t make that much difference, because she didn’t know any little kids and she wasn’t really sure what age they would be before they learned different things. How big she felt and acted while they were playing like this depended more on what Spike told her to feel using the other trigger words. So even if they weren’t picking a new age, she was sure she would be able to find a way to play that she was comfortable with. “It’s okay, isn’t it? I don’t mind if you want me to stay like this. It’s okay. I can try being a big girl?” She spoke hopefully, but was still a little nervous. She hoped he would let her grow up to be ten or something, but she was more interested in seeing just where Spike wanted this game to go. “Yeah. Anything specific you want? Would you like to try using the potty like a big girl?” Tess nodded enthusiastically, more excited than she would normally have been about getting her control back. It seemed less like escaping an unwelcome humiliation today, and more like they were playing a game together. So she listened attentively as Spike continued: “Well, I guess you’re about a young toddler at present, aren’t you? About that age, you might have already started potty training. So you’d get really excited about being able to go potty by yourself, and you’ll be so confident about being able to show what a big girl you are. But you’re still only little, and easily distracted by whatever toys or games we’re playing with, so if something else has your attention you’ll take too long to notice that you need to pee, and then wet yourself before you get to the bathroom. What do you think, does that sound like you?” “I can use the potty!” Tess protested. “I don’t have accidents. Much.” And then she found herself blushing, not sure whether her embarrassment was over the times she’d recently wet herself, or the frankness with which Spike pointed out how little control she would have at the age she’d initially said. Maybe she should have started with two or three years old after all. “I know, and I bet you’re so proud when you can make it. But that won’t be happening often. You are that young.” Tess blushed even more when she heard that. She wanted to tell him that this was going a little further than she was comfortable with; and that she would really prefer to be an age where she wouldn’t really need the diapers. But she didn’t want to make him feel bad when he was finally getting a chance to explore his secret desires. And she knew that the best way to bring it up would be to prove what a big girl she already was, by managing to use the potty all by herself. Then she could ask to be a big girl, and feel like she really deserved it. It was just a matter of paying attention to her bladder, so that she would know when she needed to go even if the hypnosis stopped those sensations getting her attention on their own. How hard could it be?
    • A few things did change, but will update when I can.
    • Yeah, he did some fucked up shit.
    • Ice cream @LilRugrat asked if we could go into town and get ice cream in stead of dinner. I of course said we can. What do you expect when there's no adults in the house. Hugs, Freta
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