Sam is soon roped into a game and just before she can tell her friends that she doesn't want to play something very unfortunate happens.

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Sam laid down with her head in Chloe’s lap as she started to lower the bottle. Suddenly Sam’s distaste of the situation seemed to break through the invisible walls in her mind that had been holding it back. A hand shot up to push the bottle away. The trigger that had been activated seemed to fade away, what would once have taken hours seemed to fade so much quicker.

“I don’t…” Sam started.

“Be a G O O D L I T T L E G I R L.” Becky said with a smile.

The pre-teen girl had no idea what power those words had. As quickly as Sam had broken through the previous command she was completely subsumed by this much more powerful one. She felt everything she had learned and picked up over her time with Isabelle draining away. She desperately tried to cling on to it but it slipped away like sand through her fingers leaving her as a drooling infant again.

“Baba…” Sam babbled as he hand fell away from the bottle.

Chloe lowered the empty bottle to Sam’s mouth and she instinctively started suckling on it. There was something a little bit different for Sam though. Whilst in the past when this strongest trigger was used she could essentially black out and not remember anything that happened this time she still had awareness of what was happening. Somehow it made everything even worse.

“Wow, she’s really getting into it.” Chloe said a she held the bottle.

“Yeah, we used to have to convince you to do all this stuff.” Caitlyn agreed.

The girls continued to have fun. The bottle was pulled from Sam’s mouth and she heard herself babbling again. The others clearly just thought she was playing along and there was nothing wrong, it was hard for Sam to decide if that was better or worse than if they knew they had regressed her. She wished she had at least been made unaware of what was happening. To be so aware of her embarrassment was a hundred times worse than when she blacked out.

After the bottle some of the toys were placed in front of Sam. She babbled more and Caitlyn had the idea of giving her one of Ash’s pacifiers which Sam gladly sucked on. It was a very strange feeling to be a passenger in her own body, like a puppet she felt as if her movements and actions were all the whim of someone else. There was no possible way for her to know how long she would be stuck in this state. If it was too long the girls would surely notice something was off.

“What is going on in here?” Nikki’s voice came from the doorway. She had Ash in her arms, it looked like he was being taken to bed but was already half-asleep.

Outwardly Sam was acting like a baby. She had some blocks in front of her that she was stacking with all the co-ordination of a three-year-old but inwardly she was screaming. To be seen like this in front of Becky’s mom was only making the situation worse. She was looking at Sam with a frown and confusion.

“Sorry, mom.” Becky said, “We were playing “family” and we borrowed some of Ash’s stuff…”

“Sam? You’re OK with this?” Nikki asked as she looked to Sam who was still sucking her pacifier.

Sam tried to respond. She wanted to ask the woman to take her out of the situation and maybe later, when the trigger had worn off, she could explain what happened but all she could do was dribble some babble out around the bulb of her pacifier. She tried to turn around but ended up falling on to her back kicking her legs in the air.

“So I guess I don’t need to call your mom for a pick up?” Nikki continued.

“We’re having a great time!” Becky replied, “Why would she want to leave?”

Sam babbled some more. Her face red from embarrassment, these girls were simply asking her to respond like a normal person and she simply couldn’t. Instead she made it look like she was so interested in this silly game that she wouldn’t “break character.” She could see that Nikki thought it was very strange behaviour.

“She’s really enjoying herself.” Nikki muttered to herself as much as anyone else, “Well, as long as you’re all having fun. Becky, I expect you to return all this stuff in the morning, OK?”

“I will.” Becky replied.

“And don’t stay up too late.” Nikki added as she walked away.

Sam could only respond by wetting her diaper helplessly as she rolled on to her hands and knees. The other girls continued to play with her. They spent the whole time telling her what a good girl she was and laughing as she “acted” like a baby. It seemed to go on forever and no matter how much she wished to “grow up” she felt stuck. She started getting scared that she was stuck like that, an adult locked inside the body of a baby for the rest of her life.

By the time the bedroom door opened up again Sam’s diaper was soaked, a fact the girls had noticed and found very funny, but they were getting tired of the game. They were getting tired in general as time was getting on. It was Nikki at the door, she was in her own pyjamas now.

“Alright girls, time for bed.” Nikki said as she leaned on the doorframe and smiled at the girls.

The girls started getting their makeshift beds ready. Sam could see them pulling out air mattresses and pillows, meanwhile she was still hopelessly regressed.

“Come on, Sam.” Becky said, “It’s been fun but we have to go to sleep now. Maybe we’ll have more time to play in the morning.”

Sam would’ve loved to stop acting like a baby but she simply couldn’t. She babbled a bit in response and when she tried to stand up to go to her designated sleeping spot she fell back on her padded butt. Her bottom lip trembled precariously.

“Sam?” Nikki said slowly.

After a couple of seconds Sam broke into tears. She didn’t want to but she had no control. Her butt hurt after the fall and she was scared that the trigger wasn’t wearing off. Petulantly, she hit the ground with her fists as she sobbed.

“Sam, we’re done playing now…” Chloe said as she placed a pillow on her air bed.

“I… don’t think Sam is done playing?” Caitlyn said uncertainly.

“She’s certainly very convincing…” Nikki muttered.

For a few awkward minutes it didn’t seem like anyone knew what to do. They all thought Sam was playing but she wasn’t, no amount of cajoling or reasoning would get her to stop being the baby. She already knew she had come off exceptionally weirdly at the sleepover but now she was sure she was making it something the other girls would always look back on as a very strange encounter.

“If Sam isn’t done playing then maybe I’ll have to put her down to sleep next to Ash.” Nikki eventually said.

Sam understood that it was essentially a threat of “calm down or you’re about to get punished.” She was putting Nikki in an awkward position, no parent wanted to discipline someone else’s child but she was creating an impossible situation. Her frustration was boiling over. She was completely unable to explain what was happening, even if she could talk she wasn’t sure there was any good way to make them understand this wasn’t a choice.

The girls were looking at each other with worried looks. Sam heard Chloe whisper to Becky the question “Did we break her?” and Becky could only shrug in response. Inside her mind Sam rattled the bars of the cage that kept her from properly controlling her body but she couldn’t break out.

“Gababa…” Sam said through the tears that were thankfully stopping.

“I think she needs a change.” Becky said after a little silence.

“I’ll take your “baby” for a change…” Nikki said before continuing in a much lower voice, “And maybe give her mother a call.”

Sam was thankful that her friends, at least, weren’t going to attempt a diaper change. Nikki waited for a couple of seconds for Sam to come over but when she could only haphazardly crawl she bent over and scooped the “baby” up in her arms. Sam held on to Nikki as a baby would cling to their mother and sucked on the pacifier.

Whilst the girls continued to prepare their beds Sam was taken to the nursery next door. The room was mostly dark but a nightlight and a lamp on a bed side table provided some illumination. Sam was taken over to Ash’s changing table, the baby was still awake and clinging to a soft toy as Sam was carried past.

“You’re supposed to be asleep.” Nikki said to Ash as Sam was set on the table.

Ash didn’t respond but clutched the bars of his crib watching what was happening. Nikki tutted and shook her head as she pulled the poppers on the flaps of the onesie apart. The material sprang up and over Sam’s belly.

“You can stop playing now, Sam.” Nikki said patiently, “I think the game is over.”

Sam wished she could give up her role. The problem was the trigger was still firmly lodged in her mind and she was pretty helpless against it. Nikki sighed as she started pulling at the diaper’s tapes. It looked like she was quickly growing frustrated by Sam’s behaviour. If the regressed woman could’ve apologised she would’ve. All she could do was mindlessly babble.

For the third time that evening Sam’s diaper was changed. By this point it had become such a routine that it had lost a lot of the embarrassment that came with it. That didn’t mean it was easy for Sam though. Whilst her exterior may have giggled at the tickling of the soft baby wipes her interior was still blushing furiously.

Once Sam was in a fresh diaper and her onesie had been popped back together Nikki kept her on the table. Instead of taking Sam back to the slumber party she pulled her cell phone from her pocket and scrolled down the screen. Sam laid flat on her back as Nikki tapped something and raised the phone to the side of her head.

“I’m surprised, Sam.” Nikki said with bemusement, “You were so worried about your diapers but then were playing like that all evening. What changed?”

Sam’s response was a line of drool going out the corner of her mouth and running down the side of her face. Nikki shook her head as the phone rang.

“Oh, hello, Isabelle? It’s Nikki.” Nikki said, “No, no, Sam’s fine… Well, I think so anyway. I wanted to discuss something…”

Sam laid on the table cringing as Nikki described the evening. She didn’t leave out the diaper changes, including the messy one, nor the strangely baby-like behaviour Sam had been displaying through the second half of the evening. All Sam could do was listen as her embarrassing exploits would conveyed to the one person who would understand what was likely happening.

“Uh huh.” Nikki said after a short pause, “Right, I see. No, no, it’s fine. I just wanted to make sure there was nothing to worry about. OK, I’ll see you in the morning then. Alright, goodbye.”

Nikki hung up the phone with a shake of the head and raised eyebrows. She seemed a bit more relaxed but still bemused. She lifted Sam up again and carried her across the room, not to the door but to the crib on the other side of the room. Sam was lifted away from Nikki and over the top of the bars, she saw Ash looking at the intruder curiously.

“Your mommy said sometimes you get really into playing and need some time to calm down.” Nikki said. She seemed somewhat sceptical, “So it might be better if you sleep in here tonight.”

Sam had thought her days in cribs were over. No matter what happened she seemed to end up in them often, she could only hope this was the last time. She didn’t have control of her body as it grabbed at a stuffed teddy bear and held it close to her much to Ash’s consternation. It didn’t seem like he was keen on sharing any more of his toys.

“I’ve got the baby monitor on if you need me.” Nikki said. She looked from Sam to Ash and back, “Be nice to each other, OK?”

Sam had no intention of causing problems but since she wasn’t in control of a lot of her actions her intentions didn’t really matter. Nikki stayed for a few seconds watching the two little people in the crib before backing away from the baby bed towards the door. Once she had left the room was quiet. Sam looked at the person she was sharing the crib and sighed internally.

“This is mine!” Ash said as he pulled the stuffed toys to his end of the crib.

Sam used the teddy bear she had snagged when placed in the crib as a pillow and slipped under the covers. She and Ash laid down head to foot and in the mostly dark room Sam stared up at the mobile above the middle of the bed. There she was, back in a crib inside a nursery feeling totally regressed. She could only pray it would all have passed by the time the sun came up.

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