Volunteer Regression

By Ozzie Astaroth

“Oh my gosh, I can't believe it!” said Sophie, a twenty-six-year-old black furred female cow wearing a disposable diaper. She had green eyes, white markings in the shape of hearts on her elbows, knees, and ears, and a white spot on her chest. Her long white hair was done up in a blue bow atop her head. She giggled happily, swaying her tail, which had a bit of white fur at the end, crinkling in her adult diaper while talking to her friend on the phone. “This place can really let you become a baby again?”

“A baby, a toddler, a child, anything but an adult.” said her friend on the phone. “They even pay you! It's all so that people, wanting to be parents, can practice and see what it is like to have and take care of children.”

“They pay you?!” said Sophie. “Oh wow, it sounds too good to be true!”

“It's a dream come true for people like us!” said her friend. “I've already been through it once. I think I may go again! It was so awesome!”

“I'm want to give it a try, but I'm kind of nervous.” said Sophie. “What if I get mean parents?”

“They make sure to do background tests on the parents.” said her friend. “You keep all of your adult memories and stuff, so you'll know right from wrong and all of that, but your emotions and reflexes will all be regressed. It's understandable to be nervous, but they do provide everything you'll need.”

“Are you sure?” asked Sophie, sounding a bit nervous. 

“I'm positive.” said her friend. “It only lasts for about a day anyway. Trust me, it's the experience of a lifetime.”

“Okay, I'll do it!” said Sophie, smiling. “I could use the money anyway.”

“We all could!” her friend giggled. “Let me know how it goes!”

“I will!” said Sophie. She smiled and patted her diaper, hearing it rustle around her. Her udders bulged above it, a symbol of not only adulthood, but being a mother. She didn't like it. She would much rather just go back to being a baby, maybe permanently. It  was her deepest, fondest wish. She cuddled her plush pony and laid back on her bed, sucking on her pink pacifier. Just thinking about it made her so happy, yet so nervous. She had dreams of being a baby again, but never thought she would actually get the chance to be one again. It was only recently that the technology capable of physically regressing a person was discovered and refined. It remained out of reach of most people, of course, since it meant extending life beyond its normal limits, but there were more temporary versions made available for use by the general public. 

The next day, Sophie got eventually got up the nerve to apply as a paid volunteer for the “pre-parenting training” company. In a few days, she got a response, saying she was welcome to come in, and given an appointment date. On that day, she eagerly dressed in a pink top and short, brown dress along with some black heel shoes on her hooves, and made her way to the company providing the regression procedure. It looked like a large medical building, and the inside looked like one as well. There was a section for volunteers and a section for would-be parents. Sophie shyly walked up to the volunteer window.

“Hello!” said the male skunk wearing a button-up white shirt and black dress pants, sitting behind the window at a computer. “May I have your name please?”

“S-Sophie.” said Sophie, not too loud.

“Sophie?” asked the skunk clerk. He tapped away at his keyboard and smiled. “Ah yes, I have you right here. Regressing to the terrible twos?” He smiled and laughed a little.

“Y-yes, that's right.” said Sophie, glancing around to see if anyone was looking.

“Okay.” said the skunk. He printed out a small blue card with her name and photo on it, and gave it to her. “Here you go. Just take that to the room on the left and they'll take good care of you.” He smiled knowingly. 

“Thank you.” said Sophie, looking at the card. Soon it would be the only reminder that she had once been an adult. She walked down the hall to a door labeled “Regression Volunteers” and entered. Inside was like a waiting room, but it had toys meant for young children. Some of the adults were playing with the toys while others simply waited and read magazines. Sophie looked around, wanting to play, but too shy and nervous to do so in public like this. She sat down and waited until her name was called. One by one, people were called back until it was her turn. When she walked through the door, she was met with more clinical white walls and checkered tile floors. She heard the sound of giggling children coming from some of the rooms, but the doors were shut. She was led, by a nurse giraffe, to a room with a conveyor belt leading into the next room.

“Okay.” said the nurse. “Please step onto the conveyor belt and the machine will do the rest.”

“O-okay.” said Sophie. She walked over and stepped up onto the conveyor belt, then stood there awkwardly for a moment. It suddenly lurched forward, and she wobbled to balance herself. “Whoa...” A small metal door opened up in front of her as she was pulled forward. Inside was a grid of lasers all scanning her body as she came in. The door shut behind her and then a mist sprayed around her. She inhaled a little and it smelled like baby powder and baby lotion. It smelled absolutely wonderful, and it made her fur all tingly. She giggled a little at the feeling, since it was running through her whole body. Then it appeared as if the room were growing. Her clothes became looser and looser as her height lowered. She looked down and saw the floor getting closer. Her heeled shoes became loose and wobbly on her hooves as they shrank into them. “Oh my, it's really happening!” She squeaked out, her voice getting higher. “I'm getting little!” She giggled and stepped out of her shoes, clacking her hooves on the conveyor belt. She watched as her utters dwindled and shrank, retracting against her body and becoming small nipples again. She was so happy to see it go. She began to blush as her clothing began tumbling down off her. She didn't bother to stop it, knowing she was now too little for it. She continued to shrink and dwindle, and watched in amusement as her fur became softer and more downy. Her tail was short and cute, and her body began to gain baby fat. Her adult teeth withdrew into her gums, leaving gaps, but only for a moment. Soon the gaps were filled with baby teeth, and she giggled, running her tongue around them. It all felt so strange yet amazing. Soon her shirt was big enough to cover her whole body, and even began to touch the floor. She smiled and wiggled out of it, then stood there above her pile of clothes. She shrank more and more, her legs becoming a little weak, and her belly bulging a little. She smiled and rubbed at it, feeling the baby soft fur on it. All of a sudden she had stopped shrinking, and stood there in the huge room. Everything seemed so gigantic now, and some robotic arms came down, removing her adult clothing from the belt. Then she was sprayed with some kind of cleaning solution that smelled like baby bath, and she was washed clean all over. Warm air blew on her fur, drying her off once she was clean. A diaper change mat was rolled out onto the belt. 

“Okay little one.” said a motherly female voice over a speaker. “Please lay down for diaper time.”

“Diapee?” asked Sophie. She blushed at how small she sounded, and laid down on the conveyor belt. Some hands came down and lifted her by the ankles. A pink disposable diaper was slid under her bottom, then her lower area was sprinkled with baby powder, and the diaper was taped snugly around her waist and tail. She sat up, feeling the bulky garment between her legs. It felt different from the adult diapers she had worn. It forced her legs apart a bit. The belt resumed moving, and a small door opened at the end. She was brought out into the bright lights, rubbing her eyes, and saw the now giant nurse standing beside her.

“Aww, aren't you cute?” said the giraffe nurse. She picked up little Sophie and held her, then placed a pink pacifier in her mouth and carried her to another room. I

Sophie sucked on the pacifier curiously. She had used one as an adult, but this one felt more right and fitting. It made her happy sucking on it, and soon she had developed a rhythm to it. She looked around in the new room, and saw that it looked like a proper nursery. The floors had multi-color soft foam on them, and the walls were a forest green, painted to look like a cartoonish landscape with trees, clouds, and a sun with happy faces on them. The alphabet was printed along the top of the wall in both upper and lower case, and there was a poster that read “PLAY LEARN LOVE” in a rainbow of colors. It reminded her of the preschool she went to as a child. Now she was a child again, and very young at that. She was placed on the floor to play.

“Just relax and play until your name is called.” said the nurse. “Your temporary parents will be here to pick you up shortly.” She smiled and patted Sophie on the head.

Sophie looked up at the giant giraffe and nodded, sucking on her pacifier. She looked at her tiny hooves and hands, then around the room. There were other diapered tots crawling and waddling around. Some were younger than she was, and some were older, but most were in the diaper and training pants stages of early childhood. She tried to stand, and found it difficult to do so. Her muscles were weak and regressed, making every day movements a challenge. Even so, she managed to stand finally and wobbled on her chubby little legs, then waddled over to a busy box. She played with it happily, being the perfect size and age for it now. She moved some colorful beads back and forth, turned some dials, and pressed some buttons, getting rewarded with lights and sounds. She found herself really getting into it, but then another child came up to her. It was a small gray bunny wearing a blue diaper.

“Me pway?” he asked, muffled a bit by the blue pacifier in his mouth.

“Oh, uh, yah.” said Sophie, giving up her toy to him shyly. She watched as he plopped down in front of it and began to play. She wanted to play as well, but was too shy to ask.

“There she is.” said the nurse giraffe, standing at the entrance with two adults. 

“Oh, she's precious.” said a female wolf with red hair, orange face, yellow arms, and blue and white legs. She was dressed in a yellow top, brown shorts, and pink heeled shoes.

“She seems a bit shy.” said a male pony with blue body fur and brown fur on his head, and a brown tail. He had blue wings and wore a red t-shirt and blue jeans with red sneakers.

“She is.” said the nurse. “You will have to try and get her to open up to you.”

“I don't think that will be a problem.” said the female wolf. 

“Can we get her now?” asked the male pony.

“Of course.” said the nurse. “Follow me.” She led them over to Sophie, who was stacking some blocks. “Sophie?”

Sophie heard her name and looked up, seeing the nurse and two others. “Huh?” she said.

“Here are your temporary parents.” said the nurse. “Jenny and Rapid. They are going to take care of you for the duration of your regression.”

“J-Jen-ny.” said Sophie. It was harder for her to pronounce words now. “Wa-pid.”

“That's right sweetie!” said Jenny, picking her up. “Oh how sweet you are!” She began cuddling and kissing her on the head.

Sophie blushed but giggled at the attention. Being picked up was new to her, and she felt like she was really high up. She looked down and gasped, then clung to Jenny tightly.

“Oh, not used to being little yet huh?” asked Jenny. “It's okay, you will soon.”

“How would you like to go to the park?” asked Rapid. 

Sophie blushed and nodded. “Uh huh!” she said, swaying her tail and making her diaper crinkle.

“You all have fun now.” said the nurse. She saw them out and waved to them.

Jenny took Sophie to her small car and put her into a soft, pastel yellow baby car seat in the back. “Your very own car seat.” she said. “I hope you like it.”

Sophie felt of the straps and plush seat, then smiled a little. “Uh huh.” she said.

“Good!” said Jenny. She got in, followed by Rapid, and together they drove down to the park. 

Sophie felt so small and comfortable in the car seat. Thanks to its boost, she could see a little out of the window, and watched the other cars and people outside. The car itself was small, but to her it was huge. She kicked her little hooves and smiled, sucking on her pacifier, eager to play the whole day as a toddler.

Jenny put on some music meant for toddlers and smiled. “I hope you like this.” she said. “I know you're not a real baby, but we have all these baby things in preparation to have a baby of our own.”

Sophie nodded and blushed, hearing the sing-song-y music. It was very basic, and repeated the alphabet over and over. She bobbed her head and kicked her legs in time to the music, smiling and enjoying it. She was still a bit nervous, being in the care of strangers, but had faith that things would be okay. The softness of the car seat and bulk of her diaper made her feel safe and cared for.

Once at the park. Jenny got Sophie out and put her into a pastel green baby stroller. She and Rapid pushed her around the nature trail and nearby fountain. 

Sophie smiled and looked around at the huge world. It was all a little intimidating at first, being so small and helpless. A butterfly landed on her nose, making her look at it cross eyed. “Buhfwy!” she said, reaching for it, but it flew away.

“Yes sweety, that's a butterfly.” said Jenny.

“It must like you.” said Rapid. “They only land on babies they think are cute.” He chuckled and smiled, patting her head.

Sophie blushed and sucked her pacifier. “Dey do?” she asked.

“Hehe, yes.” said Jenny. “It's also good luck.”

“Hehe, yay!” said Sophie, cheering and feeling special. She knew Rapid was just joking, but appreciated it all the same. She had experience pretending to be a baby, so she knew how to act accordingly.

“Oh look, here are some slides!” said Jenny, parking the stroller nearby. She lifted Sophie from it and carried her over to the slides and swings. “Want to go down the slide?”

“Umm...” said Sophie, unsure. It was a slide meant for little kids, but it was so big compared to her now. “O-otay.” 

“Don't worry, we're right here.” said Jenny, placing her on top of the slide.

Rapid got down at the bottom to catch her. “Come on Sophie.” he said. “Slide to daddy.”

“D-daddy?” asked Sophie. He hadn't asked her to call him daddy before. It was different calling someone other than her actual father daddy. “Hewe I come!” She pushed off and squealed as she slowly slid down the plastic slide. Her diaper rustled and crinkled, slowing her down as she went, and eventually she reached the bottom where she was picked up by Rapid.

“Gotcha!” said Rapid, holding her in his arms. “That was precious.” He smiled and nuzzled her cheek.

“Again!” Sophie shouted. She wanted to play more.

“Of course!” said Rapid. He took Sophie back to the top of the slide and put her down on top.

Sophie pushed off and squealed happily. “Wheeee!” she squeaked, clapping her hands.

“Such a sweet little girl!” said Jenny, picking her up at the end. “Want to play with some little friends?” She took her over to a sand box and sat her down in it.

Sophie looked around nervously, seeing other tots her size playing in the sand. They were filling buckets and making sand castles. “Umm...” she said.

“It's okay Sophie.” said Rapid. “You're a baby now. Relax and play.”

Sophie looked around, then sighed and nodded. She toddled over to one of the buckets and plopped to her padded bottom. She grabbed a tiny plastic shovel and began filling the bucket with sand. Once it was full, she turned it upside down and placed it in the sand. When she lifted the bucket, it left behind the shape of a small castle tower. She smiled and clapped. “Yay!” she cheered. “Cassow!”

“Good girl!” said Jenny, praising her efforts.

One of the other little ones, a baby calico kitten wearing only a diaper, came up to Sophie. “Wan pway?” they asked.

Sophie looked at Jenny and Rapid, who both nodded. She looked back to the baby and smiled around her pacifier. “Yus.” she said. 

The baby kitten sat down next to Sophie and began making a little moat around the castle.

Sophie smiled and played with the kitten, making more towers and using sticks and leaves to make flags. She sat back and smiled at their work, clapping her little hands.

Jenny and Rapid watched and took photos with their phones, thinking it was such a sweet and innocent scene. 

Sophie's stomach growled and gurgled, causing her to stop playing and look at it. She patted and poked her tummy, then looked over to Jenny and Rapid. She crawled over to them and stood up on wobbly legs covered in sand. “Hungee!” she said.

“Oh, ready for some lunch?” asked Jenny. She plucked Sophie from the sand box and brushed the sand from her fur, then took her over to a small picnic table.

Rapid went to the car and came back with a small pink bag. He sat down at the table and pulled out a baby bottle full of milk. “How about some milk?” he asked. He pulled out a little box of cookies as well. “With cookies of course.”

Sophie blushed again, but smiled. She nodded and tugged the pacifier out of her mouth. Now it felt strange to not have it in there. She was given the bottle and sucked on it, being rewarded with sweet, creamy, cold milk. She had memories of drinking her mom's milk as a child and began to feel relaxed. She took a bite of a cookie and smiled, feeling better with her tummy getting food in it.

“There we go.” said Jenny. “Fill that little belly.” She held Sophie while she ate and began tying a little blue bow in her hair.

Sophie ate and finished her bottle, then leaned back against Jenny happily. She was finally feeling more at ease with the two temporary parents.

“Aww, you're so sweet.” said Jenny, snuggling Sophie. “I think such a good girl deserves a special treat.”

“Tweat?” asked Sophie. “Wha kinda tweat?”

“You'll see.” said Rapid. They walked back to the car and got in, then drove a bit further down into the shopping complex. Then they got put and put Sophie in her stroller again, pushing her inside.

Sophie wondered what was up. She was nervous, but eager to find out. Then she saw where they were headed. It was the toy isle! Her eyes lit up. “Toy!” she said happily. “Yay!”

“That's right little one.” said Jenny. She picked her up and sat her down on the floor in the toddler toy isle. “You can pick out any toy you want, so long as it fits your age.”

Sophie giggled and looked at all of the toys in the baby and toddler section. The one isle alone was so enormous to her now, and so brightly colored. There were busy boxes, blocks, chunky toy vehicles, play sets, pretend play toys, and all sorts of other things. She knew what she wanted though, and had her eyes set on a pretty pink winged unicorn plush. She smiled and toddled over to it, then grabbed it and hugged it tightly. It was a smaller plush, but in her current size it was almost half as big as she was. 

“Aww, so cute!” said Jenny. “She likes unicorns.”

“No surprise there.” said Rapid. “Unicorns are awesome, right Sophie?”

“Uh huh!” said Sophie. She smiled and held onto the plush, kicking her little hooves happily. She was placed back into the stroller and taken to the front. As they waited in the check out line, she suddenly felt the need to go. “Uh...” Before she could say anything else, her bladder cut loose, and her diaper became warm and wet in front. She blushed deeply and hid her face behind the plush.

Jenny noticed her hiding and bent down to check on her. “Everything okay Sophie?” she asked.

Sophie just blushed and shook her head.

“What's wrong?” asked Rapid.

“I think I know.” said Jenny. She put two fingers into the leg of Sophie's diaper, then nodded. “Yep, she's wet.”

“Oh, is that all?” asked Rapid. “It's okay kiddo. You're just a little calf now after all. You're wearing diapers for a reason.” He smiled and petted her on the head.

Sophie just blushed deeper, having her accident announced like that to everyone in line. Her tail swayed and she gripped the plush tighter. It was one thing to wet a diaper on purpose, in her own home or in a group of other adults in similar states, but to accidentally wet like a real toddler in a very public setting was another. She felt very embarrassed, but also kind of enjoyed how it felt. 

“We'll change you once we're done checking out.” said Jenny. “Don't worry, we have plenty of diapers.”

Once they got to the clerk, Sophie looked up, still gripping her plush.

“Don't worry.” said the nice squirrel clerk. “I'm not going to take it from you.” She was used to parents buying toys for their little kids, and how some didn't want to hand them over to be scanned. He got his scanner gun and aimed it at the plush toy's tag. “Boop.” 

Sophie blushed and wiggled in her wet diaper, hoping the clerk wouldn't notice. “F-fankoo.” she said.

“You're very welcome.” said the clerk.

After paying for it, Jenny took Sophie and the pink bag into the restroom. “Here we go.” she said, folding down the changing table and wiping it with a sanitary wipe. “Time for a diapee change.” She laid Sophie down on it and smiled, pulling out a fresh diaper. “See?”

Sophie nodded, still clinging to her plush. “Uh huh.” she said. “Diapee wet.”

“Yes it is.” said Jenny. “But not for long.” She untaped her diaper and opened it, then began cleaning with some baby wipes. She hummed a soft tune as she did.

Sophie blushed but felt better now that they were out of public view. She knew this was coming, but didn't expect it so suddenly. 

Jenny then lifted her ankles and slid the wet diaper out from under her, tossing it in the diaper bin. She slid the clean diaper underneath her, then sprinkled some baby powder on it, and taped it snugly around her waist. “There, all done.” she said. She washed her hands then picked Sophie up. “All clean and dry again.”

Sophie smiled and hugged Jenny tightly. “Fankoo.” she said.

“Aww, you're welcome Sophie.” said Jenny. “I hope that wasn't too embarrassing for you.”

Sophie shook her head. “Nu uh.” she said, even though she was lying to make Jenny feel better.

“Good girl.” said Jenny. She and Rapid took Sophie out to the car and got back in, then drove home.

Sophie smiled and snuggled her plushy and sucked on her binkie along the way. She wasn't sure what the rest of the day would hold for her, but looked forward to it.

Once home, the two new parents took Sophie inside their home and showed her around. They had a modest home, with wood floors and cream colored walls, and various colorful paintings on the walls. They even had a room just for her, with a wooden crib and changing table in it. It was just the beginning of a nursery they had planned to make once they had a child of their own. They sat with her on the couch in the living room and watched a movie appropriate for Sophie's age. It was an animated movie about toys that come to life when no one is around. Sophie smiled and watched, giggling at the funny parts. She liked watching these kinds of movies as an adult, while wearing her diapers, but now that she was regressed she found herself enjoying it even more. It was especially nice sitting in the lap of someone big and being snuggled by the two parents in training.

Jenny smiled and snuggled Sophie, petting her hair and giving her lots of attention.

Rapid got in some snuggle time as well, and even brought in some popcorn and juice for them to enjoy.  

Once the movie was over, it was time for dinner. Sophie was brought into the kitchen and put into a cute, wooden high chair with hearts carved into it. It had a soft, padded seat, which made her feel like she was sitting on a cloud. Sophie smiled and waited for food, kicking her hooves in the chair. A bib with the words “Little Moo” on it was tied around her neck by Rapid.

“Here you go.” said Jenny, serving her a plate of chicken nuggets. “Eat up Sophie.” She smiled and sat with Rapid at the table to eat.

Sophie began eating with her hands, getting ketchup on her face. She giggled, eating messily on purpose, getting food all over the high chair tray.

“Such a messy eater!” said Rapid, chuckling and cleaning her face. “Maybe baby is too young to feed herself properly.” He got a small bowl of mac and cheese and began feeding her with a little spoon. “Here comes the airplane!”

Sophie giggled and opened her mouth, letting Rapid feed her. She ate the creamy and warm mac and cheese happily, chewing and swallowing it. She only got a little bit of cheese on her face, but then came a second spoon full. The more she was fed, the more of a mess she made, but eventually her little tummy was all full and happy.

“Think you can use a sippy cup?” asked Jenny. She gave Sophie a small pink and white sippy cup of fruit juice.

Sophie grabbed it with both hands, then brought it up to her lips. She tipped it back and began drinking the cold, refreshing juice. It tasted so nice and sweet on her regressed taste buds. She sucked on it gently and then smiled. “Fankoo fow da food.” she said.

“Aww, you're welcome!” said Jenny. She cleaned her up and then held her for a while, rocking her gently.

Rapid cleaned up the dishes and then joined them in the living room. The two parents snuggled their temporary baby lovingly. “You know, if having a baby means feeling this kind of love all the time, I'm in.” he said.

“Me too.” said Jenny. “I can only hope our baby is as cute and sweet as you Sophie.” She smiled and nuzzled her lovingly.

Sophie cooed and nuzzled them both happily. “I wuv yoo bof.” she said. “Ya gonna be da best mama n dada. I jus know it.”

“Thank you sweety.” said Jenny. 

“We would be happy to take care of you again sometime.” said Rapid. “Even after we get our own baby.”

“I wike dat.” said Sophie. She felt so little, loved, and cared for. The events of the day and the food in her belly was making her very sleepy though, and soon her eyelids became too heavy to hold open. She closed her eyes and fell asleep, dreaming sweet baby dreams. She wouldn't want to part with her temporary parents, but knew she had to. She had such a fun and loving experience, and couldn't wait to tell her friend all about it. Maybe someday she would do this again, and have a friend join her.

The End?