Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Nine

Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Nine

David: “Now maybe you don’t remember what you agreed to, so I’m going to remind you. The rule states: No shoes in the house, if you are caught wearing shoes in the house you will be forced to wear crawl booties for a week. Now I’m not sure if you know what those are, you never asked about it when you agreed to it, but let me show you.”

David pulled out what looked like house slippers, they looked just like the fabric that made up Tommy’s mittens, same durable thickly padded untearable material, they covered all the way to the ankle where there was again a strap just like the one on the mittens, David let Tommy study them, David then pulled from inside the booty a fabric sole which had metal spikes sticking out of it! Tommy’s heart leapt to his throat, and he got very nervous suddenly.

David: “Don’t worry, they aren’t sharp, they may look it but they can’t actually break the skin.”

David pressed the spikes into his own arm and pushed hard, he pulled away and there was no damage, just some depressions that quickly faded. He held the sole to Tommy’s arm and pressed so Tommy could feel, they didn’t hurt, their tips were rounded, not sharp.

David: “These soles stay in the booties and you won’t even feel them there, unless you stand on your feet, if you stand up then all your weight goes into the spikes, and they will hurt, they won’t break the skin, there won’t be any damage, but it is not comfortable, I doubt you could tolerate standing on them for more than a few seconds, it’s kinda like walking on rocks barefoot, or gravel or something like that, it just hurts the sensitive feet. The point here is this, you will be forced to crawl for a week, these will leave you no choice, you will wear these and your mittens for the duration of the sentence, being stuck crawling is meant to teach you how to appreciate a clean carpet, if there is a stain or something dirty on the carpet you are going to be up close and intimate with it when crawling, if the carpet is clean the crawling is actually pleasant, this appreciation should reinforce in the future a motivation to never wear your shoes in the house again!”

Tommy was less nervous now that he knew the spikes couldn’t draw blood and truly harm him, but he was still somewhat nervous about this.

David slipped the sole back into the booty spikes facing upwards pointing toward where Tommy’s foot would soon be, and then David slipped the booties onto Tommy’s feet, Tommy flinched for a moment expecting to be poked with spikes on his feet, but instead once in place it was actually comfortable, the booties were very soft, very padded, he liked the soft comfort they brought to his feet, and the spikes were barely noticeable, with no weight against them their rounded tips only gently rested against his skin, it even tickled a little bit.

With a click and then another click David had securely locked the booties into place at the ankles, David grabbed Tommy under the arm pits and lifted him off the table and set him down, Tommy reflexively put his feet down to stand, forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to be doing that.

Immediately when his weight caught up to his feet the spikes pushed into his feet, and he buckled to his bottom on the floor, it wasn’t very painful really just very uncomfortable, he even pondered if he might be able to try again he could probably walk a few steps if he gritted his teeth through it, but he didn’t want to try, he wanted to avoid that discomfort, and so he sat there on his bottom, David looking down at him.

David: “I know it’s gonna take some getting used to, but you’ll see, crawling isn’t so bad, it’s only for a week, now the stairs is a different animal you could try to scoot down on your bottom but take care not to put weight on your feet as you do, you might find it better to scoot down them backwards using your knees, it’s up to you, I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

David turned to walk out leaving Tommy to his business

Tommy: “Wait!”
 
Tommy slurred around his pacifier, forgetting it was in his mouth, he spit it out, it dangled from the clip to his sleepers chest.

David: “hmm? what’s the matter? Want me to carry you? I will if you want.”

Tommy blushed, not only at the offer to be carried but at his realization he actually liked the sound of that.

Tommy: “Uhm, well, maybe later.”

He said sarcastically as if joking, but it seemed both David and Tommy could tell he was actually considering it.

Tommy: “But no, I need your help to do my homework.”

He said holding up his mittens.

David: “Oh yes! Silly me, I forgot you students and your homework duties, OK where’s your bag?”

Tommy: “I left it downstairs by the door.”

David: “Well OK my good little boy you wait right here and I’ll go get your bag.”

David left Tommy to his refreshed inner warmth and his thoughts, sat on the floor on his bottom.

Tommy explored his booties, looking them over, even trying to slip them off, they would not come off, the ankle strap was locked in place with the same type of lock that was on his mittens, but the botties were indeed very soft and comfy, Tommy found himself really liking the way they felt. They were so padded he could probably kick the corner of the table with his toes and not feel a thing, Tommy suddenly realized he could smell paint again, he looked around the room wondering where it was coming from this time, he found the new painted characters, all along the bottom edge of the wall, they were more noticeable now that he was on the floor, they were all animal characters all baby versions and all wearing diapers, there was a kangaroo, a koala, a raccoon, a fox, a puppy dog, a cow, a piggy, a hippo, a panda, a froggy, a red panda, a couple monkeys, there was even some different types of dinosaurs, all smiling and playfully looking out at Tommy, and all of it looked professionally done, Tommy wasn’t upset this time, he understood David just wanted to make the room more fun for his nephew next time he came around, Tommy was just impressed David had done all this while he was at school and done such a good job at it. Tommy then looked over to his computer and realized he needed to be there to do his homework, so for the first time in decades, Tommy got onto his hands, butt in the air, and crawled to his computers mini desk, then plopped his butt back onto the carpet.

He hadn’t had to crawl far, but still it made him blush crimson, how embarrassing, here he is dressed in double diapers, a froggy sleeper, booties and mittens, suckling a pacifier, and crawling around the carpet, he wondered how much was there left to separate him from an infant.

At least infants don’t have to do homework he supposed, and giggled a little at that, the joke relieving at least a little of his humiliation.

David found the two bags, he opened the paw patrol backpack, preparing to clean it out and get it ready for tomorrows lunch, in there he found the baggy with Tommy’s clothes of his first accident of the day, he merely tossed it in the garbage can, the kid could barely fit in those jeans anymore anyway and it was never going to be his style again either.

David came back to the room to see Tommy had made it to his computer, a little disappointed he missed Tommy’s first crawl, he made a mental note to check back the hidden camera footage later, so he could enjoy it at least that way.

David sat down besides Tommy and pulled out what Tommy needed at his instruction, they sat together and went over his homework, David turning books to whatever page Tommy asked for, writing down for Tommy whatever needed written, googling or typing whatever Tommy needed done on his computer, and with Tommy sitting there doing nothing but reading and talking David did Tommy’s homework for him, Tommy did the mental work and David did the physical, David found this fun, he enjoyed stealing glances at Tommy’s babied state, Tommy was enjoying the closeness, the help he was getting, it made him feel loved to have someone helping him even in this bizarre circumstance.

Eventually they completed Tommy’s homework.

David: “OK come on Tommy lets eat, I’ll go get dinner going, shouldn’t take long we still have left overs to eat, I’ll just reheat them right now, and David left the room, David was anxious to see how Tommy chose to handle the stairs.

Tommy didn’t want to start crawling again, once David was out of the room Tommy decided to try standing again, the memory of how it had felt was somewhat faded now and walking was still his habit, it felt natural that he must stand and walk now, so he tried again, he couldn’t get up, once he put one foot flat and tried to step onto it, it was too uncomfortable to get to standing, putting all his weight onto one foot was definitely out of the question, so he put his hands back out in front, butt up in the air and crawled over to his bed, he figured to try pulling himself up to standing with his bed frame, pouring his weight into it instead.

Indeed, he did succeed this way in getting onto his feet, for a moment, the moment he let go of the bed and tried to take a step it was once again too much to tolerate against his foot and collapsed again onto his bottom, sighing in frustration he gave up trying before he hurt himself, collapsing to the floor had been a bit of a hard fall, he didn’t want to keep doing that, and so he accepted, he’d have no choice but to crawl, humiliation be damned.

Once again nursing his pacifier as he went, hands out in front of him, bottom up in the air he crawled to the door, and through it, then crawled to the stairs and looked down them.

It’s amazing how in a new position the stairs look so steep, so far down, but when standing and walking he bounds up and down them without even noticing them, how suddenly his face lower to the ground the stairs seem taller, he was nervous to try and get down them, but he was hungry, and could smell the food that had already been microwaved, Tommy didn’t notice but David was watching from the bottom of the stairs, he was trying to stay out of sight and peer around the corner, he just had to witness this moment. It was too cute to miss.

Sighing again, Tommy approached the stairs inch by inch, sitting on his bottom, he was scooting his bottom toward the top step, he now had his bottom sitting right on the top step, as he faced forward, this put his feet flat on the step below, the spikes were making their presence known, he hadn’t put weight on them yet, but they seemed to be saying don’t forget we are here, you better not increase your weight on us.

Tommy wasn’t sure how to do this, scooting his butt down a step usually meant momentarily having weight on the feet, so Tommy turned to his right and leaned onto his side, so instead his weight would be on his leg, Tommy tried to scoot down sideways like this, he made it down one step, then another, then he slipped and started sliding down the steps sideways, he slid a few steps before stopping himself, that was a bit painful, he knew now that going sideways was precarious, so he had to admit defeat yet again, that David was right, he’d have to go down backwards, Tommy put his right knee down on a step, and his other knee beside it, leaned forward and kept his mittened hands against the step at chest level, then slowly carefully lowered one knee down to the next step, then the other knee, then the mittens, he repeated this process until he made it to the bottom, it was a lot like climbing a ladder but in reverse and with knees instead of feet.

David went and sat down in the dining table before Tommy could turn around and see him watching, David was quite pleased with the infantile display.

Tommy looked over at the table and saw David, Tommy only had two options, ask David to carry him the handful of steps to the table or crawl in front of David, neither seemed like much of a choice, he was going to look like a baby either way, so he began crawling, David trying not to grin too widely just ate some of his own meal as he waited.

When Tommy reached his chair, he could not get into it, that would require weight on his feet, he just glared over at David.

David chuckled, then set his own meal aside and grabbed Tommy at the armpits and lifted him into his seat, David attached the rubber bib then went straight to feeding Tommy his meal, and his bottle.

With the meal finished Tommy went to stand out of reflex, once again having forgotten about the booties, he of course immediately collapsed to his bottom when his weight hit the spikes, he groaned in frustration and went at crawling to the couch, David tried hard not to chuckle.

David: “Careful there, you keep collapsing hard like that you might hurt yourself, probably better you just let me lift you from the chair next time OK sport?”

Tommy didn’t reply, he figured David was probably right about that, but he wasn’t ready to admit another defeat even one so small and justified. Tommy simply crawled the rest of the way to the couch and climbed onto it, careful to keep weight off the soles of his feet, wrapping himself in his bwankie.

He muttered quietly

Tommy:”bwankie, I missed you, hold me.”

David finished his meal, cleaned up the table and dishes, and made a new warm bottle of milk for Tommy, having finished the one at dinner.

David joined Tommy on the couch and held the boy while feeding him his bottle, Tommy enjoyed the moment, suckling while David watched TV, David flipped channels with his free hand, he occasionally would pause on something he liked, something mature, then flip some more than he’d pause on something childish, some cartoon or baby show, Tommy noticed he didn’t care anymore about the mature programming, his interest only perked when it was childish shows or cartoons, before he had a chance to wonder too much about this he felt his bladder announcing itself, distracting him from his thoughts, he pondered about it only for a moment before accepting his only course of action available to him, he just let it go, he warmed his diaper while David continued feeding him his bottle, he blushed quite a bit but accepted it as his new normal for now, maybe one day he could figure out the cause of all this and get it back under control, but in the meantime he was willing to enjoy the love and care he got from David that came with the diapers. He zoned out on the cartoon David had finally settled on, when the bottle was finished David slipped Tommy’s paci into Tommy’s mouth, he took it and nursed away at it like an old pro, with zero hesitation. They spent the evening in this way, occasionally David would reach down and stick a finger in Tommy’s diaper checking it’s wetness, making sure he didn’t need a change. Tommy felt awfully embarrassed about this but he also didn’t want to be asked if he was wet, to have to admit it out loud was seemingly more embarrassing then just putting up with David checking for himself. After Tommy had wet the diaper and David had checked but not reacted Tommy came to understand that a wet diaper doesn’t mean an immediate change, David was going to let him be wet as long as he wasn’t near leaking point, so Tommy had no reason to worry about wetting causing a change to occur, instead he could wet freely and the changes would only come at roughly the same time whether he was holding on to discomfort or not, which made it pointless to hold onto it, in other words, if you wet 3 big wettings in 4 hours, and get a change, it’s no different timing wise if you wet 10 small wettings in 4 hours and get a change. Considering this line of thinking Tommy decided to stop holding it in, having an empty bladder felt so much better, so he decided he would just try to keep it empty if he could, there was no reason to hold it anymore.

David had already intended to always leave the TV on children’s programming for Tommy, to get him used to it, to get him fully familiarized with it, and thus invested in it, today David was switching channels as a test, he wanted to see if Tommy still held any interest at all for the other mature shows, he could tell by his reactions that he did not, he just wanted his baby shows now, David was very pleased with Tommy’s progress, after tonight the TV would be reprogrammed, David would rig it to only show children’s programming, Tommy would never see any of those other shows ever again, David had a suspicion that Tommy won’t even notice their absence anymore. David had total control over what the television showed, he had a programmer friend redesign his TV, so he could access it’s backend through his smartphone, and instruct it what shows to display at what times on what channels, David made sure the television still appeared to be showing cable, even though it was really all preprogrammed, he could of course with a password reconnect to the cable, but as long as Tommy was around he would keep the TV to carefully managed programming he had hand picked, he would set up marathons of whatever shows he wanted Tommy watching for the day, and he made it all look natural, he’d slip commercials in between episodes and have the usual intro and outro during the show breaks etc, everything looked like it was just ordinary cable. The commercials were also handpicked, David would often put toy commercials and diaper commercials, and anything else he could think of that would help show Tommy the pleasantness of baby life.

The End of Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Twenty-Nine.

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