Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Forty-Four
Daadaa: “Tommy, I need to tell you my secret, so you know the whole truth, so there will never be another secret between us, Tommy I turned you into a baby, on purpose, it was by design, I’ve done it to every person that’s lived in that bedroom, all college students, I never had any nephews, I’ve been doing this to people for many years, I’ve been putting medicine in your bottles to make it easier for you to wet or mess, I’ve got hidden cameras throughout the house I can monitor from my phone, I’ve been playing subliminal suggestions over speakers hidden in your bedroom walls while you sleep, which those only work if subconsciously you want them to work, so it seemed clear to me you wanted this on some level, also I don’t know if you’ve noticed but you’re pretty small now, your body is, I did that, I’m a DNA scientist and I know the secrets of how to change someones DNA, I can change anything about them, and I injected you with a concoction of my own design from my basement laboratory, it removed your body hair and it made you shrink, it’s basically instructed your body to revert it’s size back to when you were a toddler, from your toes to your genitals to your torso hands arms and head, everything, it’s done now and out of your system, you’ll stay this size unless I reverse the process with more injections, which is part of this choice, if you do decide to grow up I’ll give you what you need to get big and tall again, Tommy I’ve never fallen in love before you, those students previously I did this too to help them, as I think it’s helped you, but at the end of their graduation I didn’t give them the choice to stay my baby, I just gave them the injections to grow up and sent them on their way, my agents watched over them until they were fully regrown and independently taking care of themselves, I like to think I gave all of them a better handle on life a better perspective on caring for others, letting others care for them, and the importance of love, but it was you who taught me what real love was, none of them ever fully embraced being my baby like you did, you really seem to love me and I really love you too, but if after hearing the truth you have changed your mind I’ll understand and I won’t blame you, I’ll always be here for you no matter what your decision and no matter what the future brings.”
This was a lot for Tommy to unpack, long ago he had come to a conclusion that he had some kind of illness or disorder that was causing his shrinkage and possibly his regression, but he didn’t want it to stop, he started to enjoy it, so he didn’t want to bother seeing a doctor who might take away the love and care he’d been getting, now to learn it was all by design hurt him, he didn’t know what to say, he knew he still wanted to be Daadaa’s baby, but he wasn’t sure if he could trust Daadaa anymore, he wasn’t sure if he should stay this way now, he had to think on it.
In his anger Tommy focused his mind on his words, being extra careful to speak clearly, with great strain he spoke slowly one word at a time making sure to say them properly.
Tommy: “I’m angry, and I’m not sure what I’m feeling other than anger, I can’t give a good response right now, I might regret what I say, I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
Tommy crawled away up the stairs to his room, laid on his crib and fell asleep, they had only just come in the door, Daadaa took Tommy’s shoes off but did not put the booties or mittens on him, crawling was still his choice, Daadaa did eventually come into the room to see the boy sleeping in the middle of the day, he’d still been in his diaper from the days events and it had been poopy since before they’d left the school, he’d messed himself before they’d even gone on stage and not even known it, Daadaa couldn’t let his baby sleep in a messy diaper so Daadaa changed him right there in the crib, careful not to wake him, freshly re-diapered in just a onesie Daadaa left Tommy to sleep on his decision and thoughts.
Tommy’s dreams were fraught with conflict, one scene he was in a fight with Daadaa, both vying for control over the car as it careened down the road, Tommy was scared and wanted to take control over the vehicle, but Daadaa insisted he was safer driving and Tommy need only sit back and let him steer, it seemed like it was their fight that was leading to a wreck when the dream shifted, and he was back home, in his Mothers house, she was ridiculing him for being so useless and helpless, for not becoming more of a man, he was reaching a breaking point about to shout at her, but he couldn’t his mouth was filled, he realized it was his pacifier, and she could see him suckling at it, she laughed and mocked him some more, he struggled to spit it out like it was made of glue and before he could try again to shout the dream shifted again, he was in the pool like the dream he’d had right before leaving his Mothers, but this time it was cloudy out, dark and stormy there was lightning all around, the pool was empty except for him, the pool water began sloshing around stronger and stronger threatening to throw him out onto the concrete, he tried swimming to the rail but the water just kept pulling him back keeping him center, there was a loud crash, and he saw the lightning coming down to the pool water and the dream shifted again, he was in an office, a cubical, in some office high rise, the whole floor was cubicles, his was decorated with his own items, even many of his baby toys laid out on the desk, besides them bills, many bills, many reading past due, there were folders labeled workload, thick stacks of folders, his work computer kept dinging, he looked and saw it was all work emails, one after another piling in, bwooeey jr was on the desk but bwooeey had a big frown, he stared at Tommy with a look that seemed to say he was disappointed, Tommy tried to reach for bwooeey jr but he just seemed further and further away as he’d reach until bwooeey jr vanished into thin air, he tried to get up and run out of there but the cubicles became a maze, an endless maze with no visible way out, he ran and ran and kept passing his own desk seemingly running in circles, he saw a window and ran at it breaking through seeing finally the sky and the ground far below and as he began falling the dream shifted again, and he was back at Daadaa’s house, in his playpen, the TV on blaring rugrats, his toys around him, everything seemed fine, he was gasping for breath after all that he’d just gone through, he felt relieved to be somewhere safe, but Daadaa was not there, he was alone, and as he realized this the room grew cold and dark the TV made strange sounds and turned off, the house felt abandoned, all the love gone from it, and he was still stuck in the playpen.
And then he woke up….
It was morning, he had slept all day, all evening, and all night, he’d never slept so long in his life, he laid there in his crib, the rail was down, he didn’t have booties or mittens on, his diaper was wet and messy but only just, Daadaa must have changed him while he slept, in truth Daadaa had changed him three times while he slept, trying to make sure he was taken care of during his extended rest, Daadaa had figured he was catching up on sleep he couldn’t get during school while his mind wrestled with indecision.
Tommy sat up and leaned his back against the rails on the wall side, he sat there and thought over the dreams, thought of their meaning, thought about Daadaa and what he’d done, how the whole reason Tommy was here was his doing, about his offer to return to the way he was and go live life the way he wanted, he need only decide what he wanted, Tommy knew what he wanted, he was just scared to forgive, to trust all over again and risk a second betrayal, just like in his dreams he was scared, every dream had been a fear of a life not loved, the one moment in his dreams he felt the love return was when he was back in Daadaa’s house, before the dream turned sour, and he realized Daadaa wasn’t there, Tommy feared abandonment in that dream, he didn’t want to be abandoned, and he didn’t want to abandon Daadaa either, Tommy got out of the crib and fell to his bottom, he decided to try standing and walking he pulled himself up by grabbing the crib, and tried to walk, it was a strain on his legs, he stumbled a couple steps and fell back to his bottom, he had to conclude that even without the booties and mittens he could no longer walk without retraining. he crawled out the room and down the stairs, he found Daadaa at the dining table seemingly trying to hide that he’d been crying, Tommy had never seen Daadaa cry.
Daadaa: “Hey sport, you sure slept a lot, hope you’re OK?”
Tommy didn’t say anything, just crawled to a nearby ordinary chair and pulled himself up into it with some straining.
Daadaa: “Listen, I’m sorry, I know what I did was rotten, if you wanna leave I promise I’ll do everything I can to let you go however you want to go, you can grow up you can get therapy to walk and talk like an adult again I’ll finance everything, I’ll make it so your life is easy as long as you’ll accept the help, you know I’ve always thought I was doing these kids a favor, teaching them something important, giving them a valuable experience, I never thought they’d love me for it I knew they’d probably hate me for it, and I didn’t care, it wasn’t about me, if they hated me forever I was OK with it, as long as I made a good difference in their outlook on life and the world and how they treat others, but you showed me I was wrong, you’re the first I really cared about, the first that I wanted to care about me, I just….”
Tommy interrupted Daadaa with a finger, and like yesterday he focused his mind on his words, being extra careful to speak clearly, with great strain he spoke slowly one word at a time making sure to say them properly.
Tommy: “I think, no, I know I’m happier here then I was any other time in my life, and I know I have you to thank for that, and I understand the other students didn’t take to all this the way I have, so I think, I belong like this, I know I don’t want to leave, and I think I should forgive you, and I know it will be hard to trust you again, so no more secrets, if you never hide anything from me again never lie to me again, then you and I will be OK, OK?”
Daadaa was crying again.
Daadaa: “Yes Tommy you’re right, I should have never and will never again lie to you, or hide anything from you, thank you for forgiving me, I don’t think I deserve it.”
Tommy: “Forgiveness is not about deserve, it is about love, and I love you.”
Daadaa’s tears grew heavier.
Daadaa: “I love you too, and that is the truth I swear it.”
Tommy chose to stay a baby, David took control over Tommy’s phone and bank accounts, he saw how Tommy was hounded by his Mother, he saw how his mother had been paying his rent, David sent Tommy’s mother a refund on all the rent she had payed, and then some, and with Tommy’s permission he sent her a notice to never contact him again, his mother didn’t care, she was just glad to get that money back. Eventually Tommy forgot how to talk properly, he also forgot he’d even ever been a big boy, so settled into his new role it became in his mind all he was and all he’d ever been, and his Daadaa spoiled him rotten, giving him anything he wanted within reason, they took trips to Disney world and anywhere Tommy wanted to go, as long as he kept to his scheduled bath times, dinner times, bed times, breakfast times, bottle times, burpings, and mid day nap. That was how they spent the rest of their lives, Daadaa never DNA altered anyone again, Tommy never wanted to grow up again, they lived happily ever after.
The End of Regressed By My Landlord – Chapter Forty-Four.
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