“Omhff!” Ruth squeaked as her wobbly legs suddenly gave out from beneath her. She giggled as fell to her hands and knees. Her legs really did feel weak now. She tried to stand back up but her legs just turned to jelly. They felt fatigued, as of she had just run a marathon, at the present she could only really crawl around.
She’d been given a free sample of a regression drug and was trying it out. The product was only supposed to last 24hrs so despite the alarming strength of the effects so far, she was feeling confident this kind of forced babyhood was going to be a fun adventure.
Next she started to drool, her chin becoming wet but she had no real ability to stop it. Even her efforts to wipe her own chin were uncoordinated.
After her unsuccessful attempts she decided to crawl around a little more, exhilarated by her inability to walk, it was kind of like bondage without all the restraints.
Suddenly she wetting herself. Her bladder hadn’t warned her, it was just emptying by itself. It was a good thing she had followed the advice on putting herself in a diaper before regressing. Although now she thought on it, would one diaper be enough for 24hrs? She’d already had an accident, presumably it would happen again. What if she wanted to change?
She sat down on her soggy bum and tried to undo the tapes but she wasn’t able to. What if she leaked? What if she pooped? Fear crept up on her and as babyish emotions began to overwhelm her she started to cry.
She tried to call for her flatmate in the next room. Ruth had previously intended to keep to herself today, no need for her flatmate to see what she was experimenting with, she might get teased.
Ruth tried to call ‘Martha’ between her sobs but in her regressed state she ended up wailing, “Mummm-mmmmy!”
