You and your best friend are hanging out in the mall on a cold winter day, it has snowed about 5 inches since you first arrived and you wonder if you'll be able to get home. As you're walking along debating on what to do, you notice that the mall Santa is taking pictures with all the kids and you laugh at the idea of sitting on his lap. You jokingly say how funny it would be if they sat on his lap but then they dare you to go sit on his lap and get your picture taken. You immediately reject, daring them to do it instead but then they take out a $20 bill and offer it to you. This makes you think for a few moments, $20 isn't much but it is enough for a little something to treat yourself with. Your friend takes advantage of your brief indecisiveness and starts peer pressuring you into doing it until finally you break and reluctantly agree. Your friend laughs and giggles as you make your way over to the line where many other parents are waiting with their kids.

You find it kinda embarrassing as a 20 year old standing in line with a bunch of toddlers waiting to sit on Santa's lap, however at the same time you have a little secret that even your best friends doesn't know about. Just thinking about it causes you to get excited in your pants and you squirm a bit as the line moves closer to Santa. Finally after what seems to be forever, you're finally next in line. After paying one of the "Elves" for a picture you slowly walk right up to Santa as he lets out a jolly "HO HO HO!". You roll your eyes and your cheeks become bright red as you start to rethink the bet, but it's too late now, you have to finish the task if you want that $20. As you sit down on his lap, you suddenly feel a slight tingling sensation run over your entire body. It feels like a chill and you shiver briefly before facing Santa as he asks you what you want for Christmas. It's been a long time since anyone asked you that question, usually your parents and family members just give you money or gift cards now-a-days with the occasional actual gift like a video game or RC vehicle.

You haven't really thought about what you wanted for Christmas but now for some reason the idea just won't stop bothering you. You sit there thinking hard about all the cool toys you might want, blissfully unaware that you are regressing and that your clothes are transforming into more appropriate attire for that of a little kid. Then the perfect toy pops into your head, you get so excited and happy just thinking about it that you can't believe you didn't think of it sooner! As you open your mouth to tell Santa however, you suddenly feel a warmth spreading over your crotch and bottom. The feeling causes you to lose your train of thought, the warmth feels good as you think to yourself but you don't bother to look down until moments later when you hear what you think is water splashing on the floor. Your eyes grow big as you watch a large wet spot grow and creep down your legs and all over Santa's lap. When you go to try and stop the flow you realize it's too late and you're already finished wetting yourself. You can't believe what you've just done and you start to tear up.

One of the Elves sees the predicament and rushes over to you, easily and carefully lifting you up off Santa's lap as he gets up and starts walking away to get changed. You can't help but start to fuss a little because you didn't get to tell Santa what you wanted for Christmas yet. Then behind teary eyes you see your friend who is babysitting you rushing toward you. You sniffle into their arms as they try to comfort you, at the same time looking for the closest restroom to clean up of your accident. Luckily your parents packed extra clothes in your diaper bag to change into just in case, they know what can happen when you get too excited. Finally the two of you find a family restroom and the door is locked behind you, your babysitters lifts you up onto a changing table and starts undressing you, putting your wet clothes into a plastic bag. After using some wet wipes to get you clean again, they pull out a thick diaper and lay it under your bottom, lifting your legs and applying a generous amount of powder before taping the diaper nice and snug.

Now thickly diapered and protected your babysitter grabs the extra clothes from the diaper bag and begins dressing you in your shortalls with snaps along the crotch and legs and a cubby t-shirt with your favorite cartoon characters. Everything seems normal as you waddle out of the restroom holding your babysitters hand, nobody is paying attention to you and if they do it's a nice little smile. You're so happy that nobody is making fun of you or your childish attire, I mean, you are 8 years old and almost to the double digits, but you look more like an toddler right now and you don't care. The other kids at school are your friends as well, but your glad that your babysitter is your best adult friend. You two wonder around the mall for a while, stopping to get lunch at your favorite restaurant and the ice cream for desert definitely makes you forget about your accident earlier. Then as you two are about to leave the mall, you see that Santa has returned and get super excited! The mall is closing soon so there is nobody in line and you remember that you still need to tell Santa what you want.

You give your babysitter your best puppy dog eyes and they easily give in to your demand. Walking over with you to the helpful elves, they instantly recognize the little kid who had an accident. The "elves" smile as they see the obvious outline of your thick diaper and allow you to waddle right up to Santa for the picture that was never taken, certain that there will be no puddles this time. You happily sit down on Santa's lap for a second time but again you feel that tingling sensation rush over your body as if someone just opened a window for a second. Your adult mind suddenly returns to you and you're left wondering what is going on and why you're wearing these clothes. You look around and the world seems to have stopped, everyone frozen in place, the clock hands are not even moving. Then you feel Santa's leg move and his arm reach around you, making sure you don't fall, you immediately look at him and wonder if this is the real Santa Clause.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you, I just want to give you what you really want for Christmas that's all. If you truly want to be little again then just take this pacifier and your wish will be granted". Santa says as he pulls out a shiny new pacifier with your favorite colors. You can't believe what is happening right now but at the same time you can't seem to pull your eyes away from the pacifier as your mouth starts to drool a bit, the pacifier is starting to look... tasty and you can't help but wonder what it feels like in your mouth. After a few moments you're finally able to shake your head and looking away as you squirm in Santa's lap, hoping to free yourself but you find that difficult too as your bottom seems glued to Santa's lap. You look back up at Santa and are about to tell him off, you want to tell him that he's just a creepy old man in an over-used Santa suit who needs to be fired over this trick he's concocted. But when you open your mouth, you suddenly feel that familiar warmth again in your crotch.

You instantly look down and are mystified that you don't see any wet spots growing on your shortalls, but you can definitely feel the warmth spreading toward your bottom and it feels.... good! You grin slightly and squirm a little causing your diaper to squish under your weight as your bladder uncontrollably floods the new diaper. As you're enjoying this new feeling, Santa just smiles and lets out a soft "Ho Ho Ho", knowing exactly what is happening. After the flood has finally stopped, you reach your hand down and rub the crotch of your shortalls, putting some pressure on your diaper so you can feel the warmth squish around inside. You let out a soft moan as your peepee gets all excited once more, this time inside a warm soggy diaper that you've always dreamed of. You can't help but rub your yourself through your shortalls like a kid who just discovered that it feels good down there. However while you're busy enjoying the sensations of your soggy diaper, you don't notice that Santa has brought the magic pacifier up to your lips once more, you open your eyes just before they touch your lips.

You want to move your head back and away from the pacifier, you want to tell the Santa he's an old creeper that should never be around kids ever again. However you simply just stare at the pacifier as your mouth lazily opens up and a bit of drool runs down your chin. You helplessly sit in Santa's lap wondering if this is it, all you want to do is run away, but then the pacifier touches your lips and you instantly relax. Your mouth instantly latches onto your new pacifier that Santa has given you and all those big kid thoughts just melt away. You don't even notice Santa moving your hand away from your crotch and replacing it with his, rubbing your excited peepee even more. "That's it kiddo, no more big kid thoughts for you. You're just a little toddler who loves to play!". As Santa finishes saying those words, he presses his hand firmly into your crotch as the magic pacifier does it's work. All those melty big kid thoughts inside you instantly rush to your peepee and squirt out into your diaper, causing you to buck your hips wildly into Santa's hand and moan loudly behind the pacifier. You instantly start to regress even more till you're only 4 years old, your clothes transforming to match your new age as the world gradually unfreezes and goes back to normal.

You greedily suck on your pacifier for a moment before regaining your senses, that's when you remember that you're sitting on Santa's lap and you want to tell him something very important! As you start excitingly telling Santa about this cool new toy you want for Christmas, you feel a familiar rumble in your tummy, you don't know why your tummy rumbles like that and so you just ignore it. You keep on telling Santa about the toy going into great detail about how it works and what it does, however while you're still speaking a few grunts force themselves in-between your words. You don't know why you're grunting all of a suddenly but you know you need to finish telling Santa what you want. You try your best to tell Santa the rest, still grunting between words. Sitting on Santa's lap is making it difficult for your body relive itself but it does so regardless. Then finally after what seems like a long time you can finally speak normally but by now you're finished explaining everything and looking up at Santa with a big smile. Santa simply smiles back down and nods before looking at the camera in front of him. You look around to see what he's looking at and you instantly see a puppet on one of the elves hands, this makes you smile and then there's a bright flash.

Merry Christmas :)