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The Witch’s Lesson – A Slow ABDL Regression Story Chapter One: Just One Diaper Jamie didn’t believe in magic. At sixteen, he was too old for fairy tales and too smart to be scared of creaky houses. He’d started babysitting to make some cash — and when Mrs. Bell put out a flyer asking for “responsible teen help,” he figured it’d be easy money. Her house was old. Big. Too many rooms, too much quiet. But her baby — a quiet little thing named Rowan — was easy enough to care for. Sleepy, drooly, always giggling. Jamie didn’t mind the work. What did bother him was the nursery. It was too perfect. Spotless. Calm. The air inside smelled like milk, powder, and something he couldn’t quite place — something warm and heavy, like honey and forgetfulness. Mrs. Bell never talked much. She always wore long skirts and flowing sleeves, her eyes just a little too bright, her voice too smooth. But she paid well, and Jamie didn’t ask questions. He should have. Because one evening, after putting Rowan down early and watching the monitor blink softly on the coffee table, Jamie’s curiosity got the better of him. The changing table was fully stocked. Diapers, wipes, cream, pacifiers — all a little too neat, like they were meant to be touched. Jamie hesitated. Then reached out. Just one. He just wanted to feel it. To see what it was like. He wasn't a baby. He didn’t want to wear it. It was just… a joke. A weird, stupid curiosity. He tucked it into his backpack. Upstairs, the baby monitor blinked. The camera lens rotated. Watching. Chapter Two: The First Slip The next morning, Jamie woke up groggy. He didn’t remember falling asleep right after babysitting, but he must have. His dreams had been weird — hazy flashes of lullabies and mobiles, soft hands tucking him in… He shrugged it off. But that night, it happened again. The sleepy haze. The strange dreams. And in the morning — his underwear was damp. Not soaked. Just… off. He blamed the heat. Maybe sweat? The following days were stranger still. Tiny things. Slippery thoughts. Forgetting his backpack. Chewing his hoodie strings. Zoning out in class and rocking gently without noticing. Then one night, he found a pacifier in his drawer. He didn’t know where it came from. But he didn’t throw it away. Chapter Three: The Blanket That night, Jamie came home from babysitting to find a small fleece baby blanket in his backpack. Blue, with tiny ducks printed along the edge. He didn’t remember packing it. He wasn’t even sure it was real. But it felt… familiar. He slept with it. Just for comfort. In the morning, his sheets were soaked. His mom started noticing. Doctors found nothing. Teachers called home about odd behavior. Jamie didn’t care. Didn’t notice. Words slipped. Regressed. The spell deepened. And the baby monitor at Mrs. Bell’s house blinked silently in the dark. Chapter Four: Slipping Through Her Fingers Claire hadn’t spoken to Morgan in almost two years. When she finally called, it was to say she’d be visiting. Claire looked down at her son — Jamie — sitting in a onesie on the floor, sucking his thumb, pacifier clipped to his collar. She didn’t know how to explain it. He’d gotten slower. Softer. Simpler. Doctors said he was fine. But she knew he wasn’t. And when Morgan arrived, Jamie waddled over, diaper sagging, arms raised, and babbled, “Sissy?” Morgan cried. Chapter Five: Normal Now Jamie no longer remembered waking up dry. He colored more than he read. Sucked on fingers and spoons. Giggled when Mommy fed him. School didn’t matter. Words were hard. Pull-ups became diapers. Thoughts became fuzz. His sister watched quietly. She saw what was happening. And still… she stayed. Chapter Six: Leaky Secrets Jamie had an accident in public. During a shopping trip with Claire, he filled his diaper right in front of the cereal aisle. And Leo — a boy from school — saw everything. Laughed. Mocked. Called him a baby. Jamie cried. Threw a tantrum. Something inside snapped. From that moment on, he stopped speaking. Chapter Seven: The Last Words Claire tried to get him to talk. He opened his mouth. Tried. Failed. The words were gone. He spent his days crawling, drooling, babbling. Sleeping in a crib. Wearing diapers. Forgetting. Whatever was left of Jamie was flickering out. Chapter Eight: Big Sister Comes Home Morgan visited again. Jamie was worse — or better, depending on how you saw it. He didn’t recognize her. She held him anyway. “Hi, baby brother.” He giggled. Claire whispered: “I don’t think he’s coming back.” Chapter Nine: Barbecue Baby A backyard BBQ. Family. Friends. Neighbors. And Jamie, waddling around in a cartoon diaper, barely able to talk. Leo mocked him again. Jamie broke. That night, he stopped responding to his name. The curse was almost complete. Chapter Ten: A Walk in the Park Mrs. Bell offered to take the babies — Rowan and Jamie — to the park. She pushed the stroller to a quiet spot. Sat down. Told Jamie the truth. He’d stolen from her. And now he was what he took. The punishment was complete. He gurgled, unaware, happy. The curse was sealed. Epilogue: The Lesson Continues Years later, Jamie hadn’t aged. He was still a baby — happy, wordless, diapered. Morgan visited. Held him. Kissed his forehead. Claire whispered: “He never grew up. And I don’t think he ever will.” At Mrs. Bell’s house, a new babysitter opened a nursery drawer. Found a diaper. Too big for the baby. Just to see… Upstairs, the monitor blinked. The spell was still watching. And waiting.

The plot twist in this terrific story is paired with the old story.

This an excellent story and enjoy every new chapter you do.

It's bad for her now.

Karma is coming for her soon.😁

Another great chapter to read.

I see more regress happen in her future just a feeling.

Can't wait for more.

found it was on wattpad

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Look for story all remember is if hear name regress after using hpyno video she found.

anyone have suggest for some good long stories

Im lookig for story I can't remember for name is but know ending I know this girl diaper in front whole my head headmistress.

It good but little short to say much at the moment.

Good story and please more.