Evelyn’s Regression - Chapter Seven

“Okay, let’s try again” said Hailee, sitting in the bed with Evelyn in her lap, “We didn’t really get to the rules, did we?” 

Evelyn shook her head. 

“Well, obviously the first rule is that you will call me mommy. No matter who is around or where we are at. Understood?” 

“But, what about at...” Evelyn wanted to protest, but Hailee shut her up.

“No matter who is around. I know you are a small, little baby, but it shouldn’t be too difficult to understand that. Now, do you understand?” 

Evelyn nodded. 

“I want you to use your word” 

“I understand, mommy” said Evelyn, burying her face against her daughter’s perfect breasts. 

“There, there, look I’m doing this because I love you mom, though I think calling you mom at this point will feel weird. So, you’ll be baby Evy or baby Evelyn if you misbehaved” She said, holding her mother close to her, wondering how far she could push her into her new babyhood. 

When Evelyn was feeling more comfortable, she continued. 

“The next rule is a bit tough, but important. You are not allowed to go to the bathroom as long as you are home. You will go to work like normal, for now. But once you come back is diapers, onesies, and everything I choose for you. Is that understood?” 

Evelyn was glad she didn’t have to wear diapers outside her home, but the idea of not being able to go to the bathroom at all seemed too far. 

“What if I need to go potty for number two?” She said, surprising herself and Hailee on how babyish her answer was. 

Hailee smiled. 

“You already pooped yourself in your diaper, I think that’s enough of an answer” 

Evelyn felt ashamed and pathetic again. She was about to turn 40, how could she be sitting in her daughter’s lap wearing nothing but a diaper and a onesie, and listening to her many accidents. 

“The last two rules I do because I care about you. You are not allowed to go out again, from now on, you come straight home to be my baby. And the last rule, nor more drinking. I mean it.” 

“But my birthday...”

“Not buts. Babies only drink their mommy’s milk, which at this moment is not possible, but soon”

Soon, thought Evelyn, what she meant for that? But before she could ask, Hailee stood up, carrying her with no problem and took her down to the living room. She could not believe it, in her living room, where once was her favorite reclinable chair, now stood a big playpen filled with toys, dolls, and other babyish items. 

“What do you think?”

“I...I...”

“As I said before, there will be no more responsibilities for you. So, while mommy cleans, cooks, and works, you’ll be in your play pen. I can even put on Encanto or Coco for you while you play. I know you like them” 

Evelyn felt like walking out, she wanted to stand up for herself, but she didn’t. Her bladder let go and she allowed her daughter get her inside her new prison.