When both Dover senior and Dover junior left my room, two, what I assume were nurses, walked in. One was carrying a cloth diaper as well as what seemed to be a lock and key, while the other had a large baby bottle filled with milk. The one with the diaper came over and started to undo the locking plastic pants, and then the safety pins of my cloth diaper. The other started feeding me. Dover’s warning still ringed in my ear, and I most certainly wanted to see my parents again. I didn’t believe in god… but I still prayed that I’d see them.
The nurse feeding me and the nurse changing me seemed very apathetic. When Terri had done either of these things or anything at all; she at least cared.
“Regression…” I then thought. “Did they know this was going to happen? If they did, why didn’t they try and stop it? Why Nick, why Terri?” I wondered, the thought prominent in my conscious mind.
I drank the bottle quickly, and before I knew it, I had been changed. I didn’t know how long it had been since I had arrived, but I knew it was longer than a day. When I looked outside through a small window, the sun was high up in the air. I remembered when I was with Terri and Nick that while watching the news, the weather forecast called for snow, possibly rain, all day for the next day, and then sun.
“Could it really have been that long?” I questioned myself.
Then, to my surprise and joy, I was released from my straps. One nurse, the one that had been feeding me, picked me up in his arms and carried me out of the room. It looked like a hospital, with desks and doctors and nurses all around, though, there weren’t many of them. I was carried to a locked room, which was unlocked by the second nurse. She unlocked it with ease when she punched in a series of numbers on a keypad next to the door. The red light on top of the keypad turned green, and the door was unlocked. The nurse carrying me opened the door with one hand, using the other to hold me. I wasn’t going anywhere though, as I was holding him tightly.
I was placed down in the room on a large, fluffy, shag rug. It was different shades of blue, and seemed to be light as a cloud. The male nurse then shoved a pacifier in my mouth, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind himself as he followed the female nurse; the one that had been feeding me.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, and twisted around quickly. I saw a boy sitting there next to me. He had white hair, and deep red eyes. He was in a diaper and white onesie.
“Hi! You okay?” He asked.
I stared at him for a second; I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! A boy, who looked to be around my age, was sitting in front of me in this strange place wearing baby clothes! I also took note of a pacifier hanging from his onesie by a string and a clip.
“W-who are you?” I asked him, taking my pacifier out of my mouth.
“I’m Jacob! What’s your name?” He asked enthusiastically.
“I’m Tristian… this has got to be a dream!” I said aloud.
“Nah, you’re awake! See?” He said, pinching my hand. I pulled my hand back and rubbed it, quelling the pain with a small gasp and a yelp. Jacob’s look turned to a look of slight sadness.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you!” He said apologetically.
“It’s- okay.” I replied. We went silent for a moment.
“S-so why are you here?” I asked him.
“It’s ’cause of my dad. He found out I was a TB, and kind of flipped. I was kind of bad too.” He stated.
“You’re a TB too?!” I asked, shocked as ever.
“Yeah! Guess we got something in common! So did your dad send you here too?” He asked innocently.
“No… I’m not here of my own will either. The old man that runs this place kidnapped me!” I said clenching my hands into a fist. Suddenly, I felt warmness around my crouch. I looked down at myself. The first thing I realized was that I was in only a diaper. That made me self-conscious. What made me feel even stranger was the fact that I was wetting myself uncontrollably.
“W-what the hell?” I asked aloud.
“What? You wet, no big deal!” Jacob said happily.
“But I don’t wet by accident!” I yelled, scared.
“They probably did to you what they did to me. They put you to sleep for a couple of days with some medicines, and then they use more medicine to make you go potty. When you wake up, you can’t control it anymore! I think daddy was telling me something about a new medicine for a new boy that was coming to visit!” He said. I took note of how babyishly it seemed he was talking, though, if it was by choice or not I couldn’t tell.
I began to cry, helpless. I realized that Dover was serious; he was, in fact, going to turn me into a baby. I was going to become an infant, like it or not. I stopped crying after a half hour, due to the fact that the nurse came in and picked me up. I held onto her, as she patted my back. She carried me out of the room, and I waved to Jacob.
I was carried back to the same room I had been in just before, and standing there were Nick, Terri, the large black man, Dover Junior and William Dover himself. I also saw a laptop open; a webcam session was going on. I heard the voice coming from the laptop.
“Son! Son can you hear me? This is your father! Are you okay?!” The voice asked.
It was my dad. I looked at the screen and saw my dad, my mom, who was crying hysterically, and two police officers.
“Daddy! Get me out of here!” I cried. “Wait… why’d I say daddy?” I thought.
“Dover, what do you want?” An officer asked.
“I want that plot of land Mr. Hawk won’t give up sold to me right now, and I want all of this to go away.”
“That can be done. But we need the boy first.” The other officer said.
“No, we want the land first! Then you get your stupid little brat!” He yelled angrily.
“Fine, I’ll do it, but I want my son back unharmed, is that understood?” My dad asked.
“That’s all well and good with me.” Dover said. “Fax me the paperwork, and when it’s all done with, I’ll get your worthless chimp back to you.”
The laptop was then closed by the large black man.
Dover walked out of the room, with Terri and Nick in tow. They snickered as they started to walk out.
“I knew it…” I thought. “Turn coats!” I yelled, as they exited the room, closing it behind them.
I was angry, I was upset; but I was hopeful. I’d get to see my dad again! At least, I hoped I would.