Marjorie picked up Jamie, rested his head on her shoulder and proceeded to pat his back.
A large belch came out waking Jamie from his trance.
Jamie looked around and realized what he had just done but didn’t care, he was a little groggy from the formula, warm and being held close and secure.
For the first time since being transformed into a little wet baby Jamie was happy and secure.
Secure with himself, secure with his place in life.
Jamie slipped his thumb into his mouth and laid his head on his mommy’s breast.
Soon Rob was done and burped.
Both men were then place in the playpen,
“Okay Robbie and Jamie you two be good while we leave the room for a minute.
We are just running down the hall to get a coffee and will be right back. You two be good babies!”
With that Marjorie and Michelle left the room.
Rob grabbed the mesh walls and pulled himself up so he could watch the two women leave.
Rob started to fuss but Michelle turned around, walked over to the playpen and rubbed Rob’s head.
“Now come on Robbie you can be without me for a few minutes.
Jamie’s mommy and I need to have a private chat about the two of you.
I want both of you to play quietly in the pen.
If we have to come back prematurely there will be a spanking.
Have I made myself clear to both of you?”
The two babies looked up at the dominating figure and nodded their heads, while looking innocent at the same time.
The look from the babies melted Michelle’s heart, a broad smile came across her face.
She reached down and kissed Robbie’s head getting a giggle from the infant, then in his mirth he let go of the playpen wall and dropped to a sitting position.
Michelle stood up and the two women walked out the door leaving the babies sitting in the playpen.
As their mothers left the room Jamie remained sitting with his legs spread out before him and a thin stream of drool running from the side of his mouth.
He was a little groggy from his meal and knew that a nap time was coming soon.
Michelle and Marjorie had left two small blankets in the playpen in case they decided to nap before they returned.
Jamie looked around at his rubber jail cell and wondered if these soft bars would become a permanent part of his everyday life.
He wasn’t distressed by the realization that his movements were restricted but instead he wondered what sort of life he would start to lead inside the playpen.
Would he be allowed to read scientific journals or would he be subjected to blocks and colourful picture books designed for people of ‘his age’.
As Jamie sat on the soft rubber floor he noticed that the front of his diaper was getting warmer however it barely fazed him It was becoming routine, even though he had been in diapers for only 48 hours their use had become a normal and an unavoidable part of his day.
No longer humiliated by their presence Jamie was starting to take the situation in stride.
He still found the concept of loosing his toilet training unnerving however it was less disturbing then the actual act of peeing and pooping.
For the moment he was content to sit and feel the warmth travel up the sides of his diaper.
Jamie turned back to his former boss and noticed that Rob was lost in thought, for the moment the much smaller infant was almost unrecognizable as his superior.
The PhD scientist was now a mere shadow of his former self, sitting across from Jamie staring up at the window.
“So what happened? Why didn’t you get in touch with us?” Jamie inquired.
Rob looked down at himself and his fresh diaper then pulled his index finger from his mouth.
“It’s been a crazy week. I’m still living in a dream or nightmare…I think.
I know its real but it’s so bizarre.
I think I know how it happened but the chances of something happening so spontaneously without being planned seems almost impossible.
But it has happened and look at us know!”
Rob looked like he might be on the verge of crying.
His emotions were once again taking hold of him but struggled valiantly to keep them at bay.
He grabbed a fuzzy bear that was laying near by, hugged it and stuck his thumb into his mouth gaining comfort and strength in the process.
He rocked back and forth as a few tears trickled down his cheek but he managed to keep his composure as he prepared to recount his tale.
This is the first chapter which is about Rob Leahey, the Professor from the lab, and his experience regressing into infancy.
Rob who is now a mere 10 months old had to get there somehow. This is his story…