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Mary and Alizah were walking hand in hand around town, enjoying the nice weather and each other's company before Alizah’s flight for a photoshoot out of the country. There were a lot of street performers around, from singers to dancers, and as much as Alizah enjoyed each act and took many pictures, her girlfriend was getting quite bored.

Mary clapped her hands as -yet another- dancer finished their act, faking enthusiasm since it made her partner incredibly happy. She looked away only to see something that caught her eye; a hypnotist. He looked quite smug and completely full of himself, which made Mary frown. Mary wanted to challenge him, but she knew Alizah wouldn’t agree, so she excused herself to the bathroom and walked over to the hypnotist.

“Hypnotise me!” Mary demanded as she walked over to the hypnotist. Her confidence not only shocked the hypnotist, but her as well.

“Alright, I'm Paul Johnson. May I as-”

“Mary, It's Mary Onette. Now show me the fake stuff you can do!”

“Very well then, Ms. Onette. Please take a seat,” he replied calmly as he presented Mary with a chair and she did as she was told. Paul then held out a necklace with a clock pendant in front of Mary.

“Focus on the clock and on it ticking slowly,” he said as he waved it softly left and right, “Focus on my voice and the clock, you're getting weak and tired and now you're going to sleep,” he commands, and Mary instantly falls to sleep.

*click*

Mary suddenly wakes up and looks around frantically.

“Calm down, you're okay,” Paul said softly as he helped Mary get up.

“What happened? What did you make me do? Did you make me do something stupid?” Mary asked Paul with a mixture of fear and shock, but before the hypnotist could reply, Mary’s girlfriend came running towards her.

“Mary! Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you!” Alizah called out as she reached Mary. “Come on, let's go,” she nudged her girlfriend and pulled her away from the hypnotist. Mary seemed to quickly forget about what just happened and was able to enjoy the rest of her day with her girlfriend.

The next morning -at 5 am-, Mary went to the airport with Alizah for her flight, and then said their goodbyes as the passengers were asked to board the plane. Mary got back home but as soon as she was about to go back to bed, she heard knocking at the door. SHe groaned and opened the door to see who on earth would visit at this time of the day, only to be greeted with Paul.

“Hello there, little one,” he greeted, “May I come in?” he asked as he walked in before getting an answer.

“What are you doing here? How did you find where I live?!” Mary asked in complete shock.

“I followed you around town yesterday until you got here,”

“What?! You’re completely in-”

“Sush now, little one! That’s no way to talk to your Daddy!” Paul scolded.

“My Daddy? What are y-”

“Baby regression!” Paul ordered, and Mary instantly fell to the ground, unable to move.

“Baba pfffffft” Mary babbled, then gasped in horror.

“Remember yesterday when you asked me to hypnotise you? Well, I did; I hypnotised you to regress [mentally] into a baby when I please to. Do you know how much power that makes me have over you?” He explained after kneeling down to get closer to her, causing her to whimper.

“Goo goo gaa!”

“I won’t hurt you; I’ll take care of you while your girlfriend is out of town, of course I’ll be doing that MY way,” he smiled at her, “so now I need to change your attire, don’t move,” he laughed, then opened his bag and took out some items. Even if it weren’t for his hypnosis over her, Mary wouldn’t be able to move a muscle; she was stiff scared of this man. Paul began removing her clothes, Mary felt him lift her legs up and place something soft [a diaper] under her, and after he powdered her, he taped it around her waist.then he sat her up and slipped a pink t-shirt that had ‘Ms. Poopy Pants’ written on it, then slipped fingerless mittens on her hands and booties on her feet and tied a bonnet on her head.

“Good girl, you’re incredibly behaved, aren’t you?” He talked down to her and pinched her cheek, all the while Mary just stared at him whilst drooling, making her shirt get slightly covered in spit.

“I guess this means you’re hungry, I’d ask you but you can’t speak,” he smiled slyly, took some bottles and formula out of his bag and headed to the kitchen, leaving Mary screaming random babbles at him. He prepared two bottles of milk whilst adding some laxative ‘for taste’ then walked over to the screaming now-adult baby. He put her on his lap and put one of the bottles in her mouth and she instantly quieted down and suckled the milk. Mary was very aware of what was going on but couldn’t control her body. Once she was done with the first bottle, she drank the second one as well.

“My, my! My baby sure was hungry, did you not have any breakfast?” Paul said as he set her down on the floor and placed a pacifier inside her mouth. “I need to get your toys from the car, I’ll be back,” he explained and left the apartment, locking the door. Mary looked around, everything looked fascinating and she wanted to explore! The adult baby crawled around until she reached one of Alizah’s vases that was in the living room.

“Oooh! What’s that?” Mary thought, and tried to carry it down so she can inspect it, but -as expected- the vase fell on the floor, crashing into millions of pieces. Mary started wailing her heart out; because the noise scared her, but also because she didn’t get to inspect the vase. Soon enough, Paul entered the apartment whilst holding a lot of items, and saw his baby girl crying beside a broken vase.

“Mary! Are you alright?” He asked, running towards her and carrying her. Mary pointed at the vase and cried some more, hoping her daddy would punish the vase for breaking. He softly shushed the baby and cradled her until her wails turned into sniffles. While still carrying her, Paul set the playpen in the middle of the living room and placed Mary inside, putting the pacifier back in her mouth and handing her a stuffed animal. He reassured her once more before cleaning up the mess and throwing the broken vase away, then went back to Mary and carried her out of the playpen, taking away the stuffed animal and the pacifier.

“Baby, you broke your girlfriend’s vase. That was a very bad thing to do,” Paul explained, “so, you’re going to sit in the corner for 15 minutes for being naughty, so stay put until I come and get you,” Paul sat a -once again- crying Mary on the corner of the living room, then left to set up what he got from the car. Mary stopped crying soon after and waited for her daddy to come get her so she can apologize and hopefully be a ‘good girl’ again.