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Amity sat on her bed, trying her hardest to slip. This would be her only break for the whole week and she needed to regress now. If she didn’t do it now, there was a chance that she would involuntarily slip during something really important during the week. However, the regression was just not working for her. She tried almost everything to help her. Her paci, her stuffys, cuddling up in a blanket, and more. Everything was stressful the following week and she just needed to slip right now. Nothing would work though.
Suddenly, she had an idea. What if she got her siblings? They were her caregivers but only cared for her a handful of times. She was still really scared to go into smallspace in front of them. Being judged by her siblings for this would be her worst nightmare. She grabbed her Otabin stuffy and walked out of her door. When she reached her brother and sister’s room, she froze. What if their busy? What if they tell her she’s being weird? What if they get annoyed by her? Amity didn’t want to bother them. So she retreated back to her room.
Once she was settled back on her bed she tried to brainstorm more ways to get to the age she wanted. Some ways would get her smaller than she wanted, which is why she didn’t want to try certain ways. She decided to try and nap, as it was 7:00 at night.
Unfortunately, napping did not help. Her big thoughts kept coming back and she started to feel embarrassed and foolish. Here she was, the top student, perfect daughter, trying to take a nap with an adult sized pacifier in her mouth. After groaning in frustration, she sat up and spat out the binky.
Once she pouted for awhile, she concluded that there was only one way she would be able to get the rest she needed. She would need to get her caregivers, Ed and Em.This was basically her last resort, even though it should’ve been her second or third.
She shakily stood up but felt an intense beating in her chest. Oh frick, she was panicking. Why did anxiety have to be so bad? She took deep breaths and tried to calm herself down. It was hard and felt super wasteful of time. Her siblings were in the room next to her, she shouldn’t be panicking so much about asking a simple question.
Finally, she began to calm down. Grabbing her comfort stuffy, she opened her door and walked to her carers room. Yelling encouraging words inside of her head, she knocked on the door and waited for one of her siblings to answer it.
“Hey, Mittens, what brings you around our room?” Edric greeted, leading Amity inside. He took notice of the stuffed animal she held but decided to not point it out, as he knew how self-conscious Amity could get when it came to these things.
Amity sat in the middle of the carpet on the floor, that was semi in between the two beds. The carpet was a little bit in front of the beds, rather than in between them. Emira was reading a magazine on her bed but put it down when her little sister came in.
“You okay?” Em asked as Edric climbed onto his bed.
“I- i need to regress but i can’t,” she whispered, playing with the ears on her stuffed rabbit.
Ed and Em looked at each other with sympathetic looks.
“Thank you for coming to us, sweetie. We know how hard it is for you to ask for help,” Em told her. Amity looked up from her rabbit and saw Ed and Em’s loving faces looking down at her. It honestly sort of made herself feel small.
“Now, how do you feel? Active? Or tired?” Edric asked.
“Kinda tired,”
Emira took that information in.
“How about we build a blanket fort and we can spend the night cuddling and watching crystal ball?” Emira suggested.
“O-okay.”
“But for now, lets get our baby mittens changed into something more comfy,” Edric offered before picking up his little sister. She squealed happily at being held.
He carried her back to her room while Emira got the blanket fort set up.
“Do you want a pull-up?” he asked, fidgeting a little. Sometimes Amity would wear one to feel extra small. She almost never used them though. It was purely for comfort, even if it felt weird and uncomfortable to talk about.
“N-no, not yet, at least. But i’d like a onesie,” she said with her face red. She did want to slip to around 2-3 but didn’t want to wear one while she was still feeling slightly big. She didn’t know why, but it felt really embarrassing to talk about when she wasn’t small.
“Alrighty, Mittens.” Edric got out her adult sized baby onesie. He helped change her out of her black blouse and leggings. Getting help with small things like changing, really did help her feel little.
Once he was done, he got out her paci and sippy from her little bag. He quickly cleaned them with the use of a spell. After he gave Amity her pacifier, he conjured warm milk into her sippy cup. He handed it to her so he could pick the girl up again.
When they got back to the bedroom, Emira was almost done with setting everything up. She spread a blanket across the two beds on top of a couple stacked books. Then, in the back on the fort, there was a million pillows and blankets. Emira was just finishing up getting the crystal ball ready and making sure only kid/baby friendly stuff would show up. She did NOT want to accidentally expose Amity to something adult while she was small. That would basically be a nightmare.
“Aww, Mittens, you look adorable!” Emira cooed, taking her from Edric to give his arms a little break. Even though he was strong (said by him), Amity was 130 pounds and was considered a heavy thing to be lifting, let alone carrying.
Em brought the girl into the fort. She saw the smile on Amity’s face grow as she slipped further. She started to move more like a toddler than a teenager. She snuggled up next to her sister in the back where all the pillows were. Amity happily suckled on the paci and waited for Edric. He came into the fort with her sippy and squished into the other side of Amity so she would be cuddled by both of them.
“Do you want your sippy?” He asked. She nodded and snatched it from him. Edric was going to scold her on the snatching thing but decided not to, since it was evidence that she was, in fact, slipping. She took out her binky and began sipping on her warm milk.
Em put on a movie meant for toddlers and began playing with Amity’s hair. The small girl snuggled into her side and chest, while having the tip of her bottle in her mouth.
“What? No cuddles for your big bro?” Ed teased affectionately.
“No, Em now, you watew (later),” She answered in a higher pitched voice.
Ed and Em felt proud when they heard her lisp. She was regressing now! This was great. They snuggled up together and watched the movie as Amity slipped further and smaller.