However, i also suffered from long car journeys as a child and teenager, once when i was 12 years old, i almost got wet in the car like Cara. I had stupidly drunk too much orange juice for breakfast. And after about a couple of hours of travel i was desperate and my father was annoyed to stop (always obsessed with the timetable), my younger brother laughed at seeing me wriggling like a child, in the end by dint of whining, mom convinced dad to pull over and i was able to release myself on the side of the road. My brother made fun of me but then stopped because i threatened to hit him. Stress and anxiety often make my bladder overactive. I also often went to school.
However, it is true that some mothers tend to treat you like a child even if you are an adult, now that i have been over 40 for a while, my mother often when she comes to my house and finds it in a mess, she scolds me like when i was 12 years old. For a mother we always remain children 😅
Thank you! When I started this story my intent was to focus solely on the Patton's de-aging and transformation and avoid gender, many of the stories I've written in the past get gender change elements thrown in. Well, try as I might I ended up gender swapping Daniel. In my youth I was really into DMing and GMing RPG games. My favorite thing was weaving together a plot, just letting elements happen where they fit. Daniel was supposed to be a foil, a guy who saw the virus has his chance to fix his life, but he got more than he bargained for.