Updated today with a new chapter and a few more edits to the previous ones
Chapter 1: The party that Started it all
"Come on, man! You gotta, go all the other Seniors are gonna be there!" Said Ryan persuasively.
"Yeah but the rest of the seniors don't have the same…(in a softer town) underwear as I do…" Joey replied nervous of both not making curfew, that his parents still enforce on him at 18, and being peer pressured into something he doesn't want to do. "I don't know man, I'm already on thin ice with my math grades slipping I don't want to risk not making it to Graduation," Joey said half jokingly.
"Ok, man I get it Baby Joey is wimping out again, we'll probably be up passed the little baby's bedtime anyways, but if the baby changes his mind, call me tonight and I'll pick you up man!" Ryan said with a slight elbow jab and a wink telling him he was just joking but really wanted him to join.
"Ok man, whatever I gotta go change before my next class but I'll talk to you after school!" Said Joey running to the nearest bathroom to quickly change into a fresh diaper before his next class. 'Dang I really would like to go to this party. I just don't know how I can manage to hide this and not get out of hand at the party, 'Joey thought while changing into a dry diaper quickly and professionally. Joey then disposed of the used m4 in the trash and headed off to his least favorite subject, Math.
Joey picked a seat towards the back not realizing his least favorite classmate Chris was sitting in the desk right behind him. Chris was a smart kid and also very talented at football, but most of all he loved bullying Joey for his small stature and lack of body and facial hair. Joey sat down and then bent over into his backpack to retrieve last night's homework. " Oh my God!?! Is that a diaper?!?! No wonder baby Joey is so small and everything...he's not even potty trained!" Chris yelled cracking up as others that had already arrived at class joined in.
While bawling hysterically, Joey grabbed his papers and turned in his homework and then ran to the school nurse.
"Why hello Joey! Need some help with a change?" Asked Susie, the school nurse, a little too cheerfully for Joey. " Nah I just need to go home, "Joey replied.
"What's the matter sweetie? Not feeling well?"
" Yeah something like that, we just have two more classes left can I just get excused please?" Joey asked slightly annoyed and still a little teary-eyed.
"I suppose this once it will be okay, you're not trying to miss some big test or something though now are you?" Susie asked jokingly, knowing full well Joey wouldn't do something like that. "I'll call your mom, will you be walking home or do you want me to have her have someone pick you up?"
"I can walk home it's just 3 blocks" Joey said. And left the nurse's office and headed home.
After a fifteen minute walk Joey was home he let his dog out back to go potty while he took the time to check how his diaper was holding up. A little wet but not too bad.
Joey never knew when he was peeing he'd been back in diapers since 1st grade but hid it well and so far only his best friend Ryan and now Chris knew. Joey never fully gained control of his bladder and bowels and after many attempts his parents finally gave up in first grade and put him back in diapers and that's how he's been since. Still using his diapers for all his potty needs even at 18 the diapers just grew bigger over the years.
But right now he decided to go ahead and start on his homework and was finished in just a few hours . While watching TV, he decided to give his buddy Ryan a call and see if the party was still going to happen tonight.
Chapter 2: The Party and the Punishment
"Hell yeah man! Of course I'll pick you up for the party. But hey don't forget to bring some changes to be safe don't want you leaking all over and embarrassing me now... I have a reputation to uphold!" Joked Ryan. Ryan was tall, slim and black hair and secretly gay, with a huge crush on Joey, as more of a little brother than anything. He was fairly popular, not that he cared much about any of that, but really just enjoyed down to earth genuine people and Joey was definitely that and more to Ryan.
Joey got off the phone and looked at the clock. It was 6:15 and Ryan said he would be there at 7:30 so he had a little over an hour to get packed and ready to go. He grabbed his trusted backpack/diaper bag and packed 4 extra m4s and decided to put on a thick printed safari diaper for the party. He then dug through his closet to find some of the most mature looking clothes he could find to wear to the party.
After settling on a pair of jeans and a plaid button down shirt. Joey snuck into his parents liquor cabinet and grabbed a couple bottles of whiskey, that he made room for in his backpack.
Just as he was zipping the backpack shut he heard Ryan honk indicating he was here to take him to the party. Joey quickly headed out the door and jumped in the passenger seat his buddy's Honda Accord.
Once at the party Ryan was in his element, but Joey didn't know what to do. So he decided to pull out one of the bottles of whiskey he stole from his parents and started drinking straight from the bottle. Ryan saw this…"Dude you're not gonna mix that with something?"
"Nah, man it's better from the bottle," said Joey and before long was the life of the party, with his bottle of Jack Daniels in toe every step of the way.
After a few hours Joey was blacked out and someone suggested they smoke a couple bowls of weed. Joey although having never smoked before was all for it in this drunken stupor. The bowl went around a few times and Joey lost track of time and pretty much everything else. Including how wet his diaper was.
Just then people start running around like crazy. Apparently the party had been busted and Joey is too out of it to realize what's going on, as he takes a big hit and exhales right into a police officers face. All the while, the puddle under his chair continues to grow from the ever increasing leak of his diaper. Then everything went black for Joey that is until he woke up in the hospital….
Chapter 3: The Sentencing and Placement
Joey woke up suddenly as the tab being ripped jolting him back to conciousness. As he let himself get changed the rest of the way he took in everything in the room. The little toddler playsets and books in the corner, the nursery prints all over the walls, the side rails up making his bed similar to what a toddler bed would look like, it was all too surreal for the hangover stricten teenaged. As he was being changed in a hospital by someone else. Still this feeling wasn't anything new being back in diapers since 1st grade but what was yet to come would change his life quite a bit.
"Good you're up!" I'm your nurse this morning, call me Kyle. He said extending his hand.
"Yeah, nice to meet you Kyle, where am I exactly? Obviously a hospital but yeah ...I don't remember anything on how I got here…" said Joey hesitantly.
"Oh not to worry you're at St. Marks you may be joining a new program of ours but we'll know for sure in a few hours" replied Kyle nonchalantly.
And just as he said that in walked a district attorney along with a doctor and Joey's parents. Joey noticed his parents had a slightly concerned but hopeful look on their faces, as the group all walked into the room at once.
The attorney was the first to speak. " Hello mister Mathews, I'm local District Attorney Joel Luebega I have been put in charge of handling your case. " Are you aware that when you were brought to the hospital you tested a blood alcohol level of .29 and high levels of thc and other hallucinogens?"
Joey began to reply but was cut off before he said anything…"normally in these sorts of situations there can be long prison time, even for first offenders. Being that you are so young and from what your parents and teachers claim that you're 'normally a decent kid' you may be a good candidate for another program that Dr. Joseph VanHorne here is starting especially with already being diaper dependant."continued Joel. Joey winced and blushed at the mention of his diaper needs. Then he turned to see the doctor begin to speak. His voice was long, low and dry and Joey couldn't help but zone out and remember when he was sitting down at the dinner table with his parents going over how things would change with being back in diapers.
"You will not be allowed to use the potty anymore until we decide to re-potty train you. If we think you can handle it" He hears his mom saying while he's sitting there at 8 years old crying his eyes out after just having shit his pants again. " Obviously you can't control not pooping your pants right now, let alone wetting them so it could be at least a few years before we get back to potty training for you little guy"
Joey suddenly came back to the present hearing that he now had to make a choice to join this "reform program" that he knew little about besides that his diapers were somehow fitting for it or spend twekve months in jail.
"Well I guess I'll try the program. How long does it last? " Joey asked
"Well the program is at the beginning stages so it's hard to be sure. But most likely a month or two at the center itself and from there it just depends on plans with your parents and things I suppose," replied Dr VanHorne. "But if you agree we need you to sign these documents immediately and then we will get you ready to join the program on the 5th floor. (To walkie) This is Dr VanHorne please prep for new patient admitted to unit 5 west." The doctor then looked back at Joey and his parents. "Now Mathews family, we find the transition works most smoothly when the patient is sedated for admittance into the program so Nurse Kyle is administering that to Joey's iv now. He should pass out soon and then…...Black
Chapter 4: Welcome Back Baby!
Joey awoke groggily as he tried to yawn and rub his eyes only to discover both something secured in his mouth and that his arms restrained and in mittens. It was then that he realized with even more fear that he was in a crib with a mobile and the thing in his mouth was a huge pacifier. Not to mention his diaper was also exposed and they weren't the ones he usually wore out and about. This one in particular had dinosaurs on it and Velcro tabs. Then suddenly, a nurse entered.
"Oh good morning little guy! I bet you're ready for a fresh diapee and bath and then some nice yum yums!" Cheered the nurse.
Joey couldn't really say anything but then the smell hit him and he realized he not only wet the bed but messed in his sleep as well. He sheepishly shook his head yes as the nurse began to drop the bars to his crib. "Now little guy you signed a contract and are committed to this treatment until we deem you "healed" so you best not try to cause any trouble got it," asked the nurse in a much more serious tone.
Joey just gulped and nodded his head in response and watched as the nurse undid all his restraints but left the mittens and paci gag on. She then proceeded to lift him with surprising strength and carry him to the changing table in the right corner of the room that Joey just noticed.
Joey just laid there after being set down and watched as the nurse then began to open the tapes and began cleaning his diaper area. "Now honey, for the first few days you're going to mostly be in your nursery here until we get you adjusted enough to meet the others and play and interact with them. You will likely get several visitors throughout the day including a meeting from the head of the program. I expect you'll be on your best behavior for those visits little guy" she explained as she finished taping up a fresh Abu DinoRawrz. The nurse then stood Joey up and walked him to another corner of the room that housed an adult sized high chair. Joey's jaw dropped as he realized what was about to happen….
Joey stood frozen as the nurse guided him into the seat of the high chair and then strapped him in. She then placed the tray in place and got up to retrieve the plate with his meal. The tray consisted of a hot bowl of Mac and cheese with very small pieces of beef and a side of either applesauce or apple babyfood he couldn't tell which, a green mush and a bottle of what he could only assume to be formula hoping in vain it was actually milk.
"Before I feed you little guy we have to give you your meds though" he heard the nurse say as he noticed that next to all the food the nurse had a needle/syringe and vial with some medicine as well as two other liquid medicines and a cup to take them with. "First the shot then we'll let you drink your two nummy meds." The nurse said as she gave him the shot and then brought the two liquid meds to him. One was purple and the other was a faint yellow color. She gave him a cup with the purple one first as she removed the pacifier gag and he took it passively knowing he was better off biding his time at this point and then took the yellow one ready to get this day over with and hopefully get to meet the others sooner or later. 'If even a few of them are with me, we can easily start an intervention and maybe I can get out of this crazy place.' Joey thought as he was finishing the last medication he was forced to consume.
Of course Joey had no idea what was in those meds he was forced to take and will soon realize how short lived his hope may be.
"Good boy! I bet you're thirsty now! Drink your baba while Nursey gets your num-nums ready!" the nurse said completely out of instinct at this point. Joey realized he suddenly was really thirsty and without even thinking began drinking from the bottle, much to the horror of his inner adult consciousness. But as he did, he found his mind slipping more and becoming more submissive to everything the nurse said or did and more relaxed by the soothing feeling of the nipple in his mouth. Before he knew it the whole bottle was gone.
"Wow you really were thirsty little guy! Good thing I have another for after you eat your num-nums!" The nurse said as she quickly wrapped a bib around your neck and began spoon feeding you Mac and cheese. Again Joey found his body almost acting out of impulse opening obediently for each spoon full of whatever the nurse fed Joey and she kept praising Joey for being such a good boy keeping little Joey's head spinning the whole time and finding the whole experience actually quite relaxing and soothing.
Before he knew it Joey had finished his whole meal and was being lifted back into the crib and given another bottle. Weirdly, he already felt himself dozing back to sleep.
Chapter 5. Surprise! You're a baby again!
A few hours later Joey woke with a start hoping this was all a bad dream. Unfortunately as he opened his eyes he realized this was not the case as he lay there in another soaked and messy diaper staring up at a mobile and bars surrounding him and being again restrained to the bed. He was so scared at this point that he didn't even notice the doctor sitting next to him watching him intently.
"Good you awake and seem to be adjusting well already. The nurse told me those meds are already working well to help regress you and even faster than any other patient we've had before. But not to worry that first dose should've worn off by now; at least enough that you can fully understand what I'm saying to you. This way you can know what's going to happen to you, not that you have any chance of stopping it, as you can clearly see," Dr. VanHorne said with a slight smile that looked all too sinister to little Joey.
"So where to begin...oh yeah so as you can see you are now in a nursery and as you already experienced you will be treated just like a baby while here. Those meds we gave you and will continue to administer will of course help you feel more at home in this atmosphere and you soon continue down a path to a complete new beginning...You see, while those meds have started to wear off as we continue to give you them, along with the hypnosis we will play subliminally while you sleep you, will eventually lose all of your sense of 'adulthood', not that you were much of one anyways with the diapers and all," the doctor said with a chuckle at his own joke.
At hearing this Joey had had enough and started thrashing in the crib trying to at least loosen his restraints, although he knew deep down it was useless. Joey then tried to spit out the pacifier but again realized that that too was a lost cause. He soon begrudgingly decided his best option was to try and reason with the doctor.
"But how long will this last and will I even be myself again?" Joey asked, or that's what he tried to ask. But all that came out was garbled uninterpretable lisps around the huge pacifier in his mouth.
"Well I'm sure what you said there, either you were asking what happens next or to have your diaper changed, either way I'll oblige you with a little more information and then we'll get you in a nice fresh diapee. And then we'll give you some time to play with all these fun toys we have here for you. Won't that be fun little Joey? Yes it well!" Said the doctor in a condescendingly infantile tone.
"So once you are fully regressed and a total baby in your physical skills and mind, you will be returned to your parents with a fresh start to grow back up to be a good big boy someday, but we are getting a little ahead of ourselves now. You'll learn more in good time, not that you will likely understand it at that point. But too much of all this can tire that young baby mind of yours and we wouldn't want that. After all, it's almost playtime, after more meds and a much needed change, of course.
It was then that Joey noticed the all too familiar meds he was given earlier and another shot as the doctor prepped the needle and stuck Joey with little warning. Joey winced in pain, having always hated getting shots. Then the doctor removed the pacifier gag and held Joey's mouth open while looking both the liquids down his throat.
"There all done. Now let's get you in a nice clean diapee so you can have that playtime with your toys!" The doctor said while clapping his hands.
Joey tried to respond but already found the meds kicking in and felt both dizzy and unable to form any words. In turn, he soon resorted to bawling like the big baby he was quickly becoming...
The doctor made quick work of cleaning up the huge mess, But to his horror Joey found himself grow to full mass especially as the doctor paid special attention to his baby hole.
"Aww little Baby Joey sure likes it when other men play with his widdle bumbum, doesn't he?" The doctor asked rhetorically, more to humiliate the kid than anything.
To Joey's surprise, he found himself shaking his head indicating that he did, as his cheeks turned as red as a fire truck. The doctor then made quick work of getting Joey and nice thick and fresh diaper this time an ABU peekabu with a cute green dragon on the front. Before he could even comprehend what was going on he found the doctor lifting him up and setting him down in front of baby blocks, duplo Legos, some interactive baby toys, and a big fire truck. Before long the meds took full force and he found himself playing just like a baby and began to forget all about his predicament.
Still in the back of his mind there was a little voice saying this wasn't right and he should get up and make a run for it, not that he could walk anyways with the muscle relaxants that have been administered constantly via iv during his naps and bedtime...Instead he continued to play all the while soaking his diapers and crawling around making baby noises. Little did he know his parents were watching all of this from a one sided window. His mom seeing him play just like a baby found herself smiling thinking she was about to have her little boy back and secretly hoping that he would always be this way for the rest of his life.
Chapter 6: Baby's first week back in babyhood
It had been exactly one week since Joey had joined what he now knows as the "Young Adult Infant Reform Program (YAIRP)", commonly referred to as 5 west by the doctors and nurses. But at this point Joey was already feeling in his element as an overgrown infant.
In just a few days time, he had completely lost his ability to walk on his own and found that walking more than 2 steps would result in him falling back on his thickly diapered butt. He had lost all his ability to speak most adult words and mostly would babble and drool like a baby and be able to only recite a few words (with a strong lisp of course) that were fitting of a 1-2 year old, like Baba, Dada, Mama, and peepee.
All the doctors and nurses were surprised and impressed at how quickly little Joey had taken to the program and after two days was allowed to join the others in the "daycare" most of the time. Joey was still on his medicines so he was completely unaware that this was not a normal thing and openly embraced his new baby life. He would be woken up in his crib around 6:30am changed out of his wet and often messy diaper, forced to crawl naked to the bathroom and given a nice warm bubble bath by one of the nurses. After that he was often dressed in just a fresh diaper and made to crawl to the daycares dining hall where he was quickly placed in one of the many highchairs and fed some sort of baby cereal mixture and a fresh bottle of formula, often getting much of the food on his face and bib that was always around his neck at meal times. He was then cleaned up with a washcloth and let out of his highchair to be placed in an adult sized stroller. He was then wheeled back to his room to be dressed in his infantile store for the day, which usually consisted of a baby print onesie. Some baby booties and sometimes shorts or jeans with a snap crotch for easy access to change him when needed. Once dressed for the day he was returned to the daycare for the rest of his day ( with several nap times mixed in) until dinner time and then was promptly in bed by 7:30pm.
Today was different somehow though, he woke up with the strength, or lack-there-of that he had grown used to and the same feelings of being soothed by the rhythmic sucking of his pacifier that was safely clipped to his sleeper but yet, it all felt different. He couldn't place it exactly but it was almost like he was still regressed but that the fog he had grown accustomed to throughout this week had suddenly dissipated and he could think like he used to. As his mind started to drift back to his life before the program and all the things he missed that appeared as a distant memory he began to ball like the baby he had become. Within a minute a nurse rushed in to check on him.
"Oh good morning, little Joey! How are we doing today?!" asked the nurse in the cheery motherly tone he's grown accustomed to.
"Horrible I want out of this place, I want to be an adult again!" or that's what he thought he said but as the words came out he found them still to not be intelligible words at all but baby bables.
"Oh good! Looks like you're still at the stage we had you on even with weaning you off the medicine a few days ago. Although, I can see in your eyes your mind is more with us, quite intriguing for sure," the nurse said more to herself than to little Joey, whom obviously couldn't do anything about his predicament at this point anyway. Since Joey had progressed, or rather regressed much faster than the average patient the Doctor had decided to see what would happen if he was taken off the medicine for a little bit. This was after-all a trial program and Joey was definitely an interesting case for his studies.
Still Joey was lost in thought as he was changed bathed and then taken to the daycare for breakfast. Halfway through being spoon-fed the mush he had grown accustomed to. He saw something that completely drew his attention…
A new patient was being brought up on a gurney with metal bars, essentially a transporting crib, the unit used for new patients. But what caught his eye was the young adult inside he was sound asleep with a pacifier gag in his mouth like the one Joey was given when admitted, but what caught his eye was the nicely styled blonde hair, chiseled face and somewhat muscular 18 year old lying there was strangely familiar. He couldn't place it quite yet but knew he would connect the dots with more time to think it over….
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