Judgement Day: Timmy’s Regression

Trigger Warning: Bizarre Body Modification, Gender Transformation and Extreme age regression!

Timmy slumped in the chair opposite Dr. Lilith’s desk with his legs wide and his skirt hiked up his thighs allowing a clear view of the caged bulge in his panties. His wig was crooked, showing glimpses of his sideburns, his makeup was slapped on with no glamor, his fake tits were uneven under a uniform blouse which was not tucked into the pleated plaid skirt. Clearly Timmy retained his defiance despite a week of sissification and enforced sexual submission. His posture seemed to challenge Dr. Lilith’s authority. Something the doctor would not tolerate. She regarded Timmy for a moment as a cruel smile stretched her lips. She was going to enjoy the next stage of Timmy’s treatment a great deal.

First, she needed to get his attention. She tapped “Tabitha” on her tablet and watched the sissified defiant boy crumble into a shrieking little girl as pulses of painful current surged through his balls. The instructors only had access to the bottom half of the intensity range. Dr. Lilith, was now using the top settings and holding her finger on the trigger.

Timmy was issuing a choked high pitch scream as he toppled forward out of his chair and onto his knees, his hand cupping his cock-cage, his muscles contracted in spasm. His face hit the ground and he rolled to his side, legs together, knees pulled up. His scream tapered to a whimper.

Dr. Lilith released the trigger. May and June pulled Timmy up off the ground with their hands under her shoulders and sat him back in the chair.

“I expect my students to sit like proper ladies in my office!” Dr. Lilith said sternly.

Timmy looked up with pathetic defeated eyes and focused on the Doctor’s finger hovering over the tablet. He immediately straighten his back, and crossed his legs pulling the hem of his skirt down to his knees.

“Your hair seems out of sorts” The Doctor said.

Timmy looked around in embarrassment, then pulled the wig off his head. As Dr. Lilith had suspected, the lazy boy had failed to don a wig cap under his blond hairpiece. Timmy took care to shake out the wig, brush his fingers through it several times then carefully align the center before lowering his head into it and then flipping up to adjust it into place.

“Better” Dr. Lilith said. “I knew that with the proper motivation, you can become a proper young lady. It’s a shame your time to prove that is over.” She then nodded to May and June who stepped forward and wrapped canvas straps around Timmy’s wrists, securing them to the arms of the chair he was sitting in. Timmy moved to resist but Dr. Lilith cleared her throat. A single look at the finger over the tablet and Timmy held still as the straps were fastened also around his ankles, ensuring that he was completely secure to the chair.

“Tabitha, Tabitha, Tabitha” Dr. Lilith said as May and June went to work in the back of the office. “I have watched your lack of progress throughout the week, Tabitha. Despite everything we have done, despite the knowledge of what awaited you if you did not cooperate, you never did accept the name Tabitha, did you Timmy?”

The boy looked down at the desk. Dr. Lilith’s hand was no longer over the tablet.

“Oh, don’t worry about that, Timmy.” the Doctor said. “That was the last time you will ever have your balls shocked. Now is the time for us to be truthful with each other.”

“You bitch!” Timmy said. “I aint letting you fuckers win! You can’t do this to people” He looked up at June who had wheeled over an IV stand and was getting ready to start a line in his left hand. He tried to jerk his arm out of the restraint but it was too tight. Frantically, he spit at June who slapped him hard across the mouth and then went back to her task.

Timmy shouted across the desk. “You might be able to give me tits and a cunt, but I’ll never be your bitch! The real me will still be up here where it counts! I’ll still be me”

June found her vein, got a good flash and attached the saline bag.

“Am I supposed to be scared now?” Timmy said. “You’re gonna give me you're girl-juice! I bet it’s all a bluff, shit like that doesn’t even work!”

“You saw Marcy’s video.” Dr. Lilith replied. “May and June here as well.”

“Special effects and a couple lies!” Timmy spat back. “I thought you said it was time for truth!”

Dr. Lilith nodded. “What if this is truth Timmy? What if every thing I said was true? Are you not concerned at all?”

“You can give me a girl’s body, but I’ll still be man inside!” Timmy shrugged but his bravado seemed to waver.

“I see” Dr. Lilith nodded to June who pushed a syringe into the IV port and injected another fluid.

“What makes your auntie Grace will let her little niece grow up that way?”

Tim looked down at the IV port as June finished administering the dose. “It’s not real!” he said again, but he felt a relaxing warmth flowing up his arm and down into his hand. His clenched fist went limp and he couldn’t move his fingers. “It’s not real!” he sputtered again.

“I’m sorry Timmy, but it is very real. June here used to be a man and my treatment made her into the woman she is today. In a few minutes, your treatment will begin.” Dr. Lilith said plainly. “This is the time for truth, and I have not lied to you since you arrived a week ago, you will be a girl soon. I did leave out a few details though.”

“Undo it!” Timmy looked down at his arm, it had gone entirely limp and his shoulder slumped above it “I don’t want to be a girl! I’ll be good! Please! Stop IT!” He was breathing quickly. She was serious! He needed to run away, but he lacked the strength to even strain against his bonds.

“That wasn’t the treatment yet. The girl juice happens later.” Dr. Lilith explained. “That is a NMBA or Neuromuscular blocking agent of my own design. Involuntary actions like breathing are unaffected, but within a few moments, most voluntary movement of your appendages will be impossible.”

Timmy, opened his mouth to plead for mercy but only managed to slur out a “whaaaassssssuuuu” before his head rolled forward.

“May?” Dr. Lilith asked.

May stepped forward with a neck pillow and braced Timmy’s head so that his eyes were fixed on Dr. Lilith. She smiled at the limp sissy. “We may have given you a little too much. It is for your own protection. What I am about to tell you will be very upsetting and you would likely hurt yourself before we can do what we promised the judge and your aunt Grace.

Timmy’s eyes went wide and flicked nervously around the room.

“As I said, that shock was the last you will ever experience to your balls. I think you are starting to understand that, pretty soon you will not have balls anymore. From the beginning I worried that you did not believe that we would really do it. Thank you for confirming that. It’s a shame that we will not be able to see what you would do with that information. Should we give you another chance? Dr. Lilith paused for a moment and watched Timmy’s eyes brighten with hope. “You would have to be the most obedient of sissies, dressing the prettiest and pleasing your instructors enthusiastically.”

Timmy’s eyes darted around searching for a way to agree.

Dr. Lilith smiled. It was time to crush that hope. “Of course, that would be a waste of time. Aunt Grace and the Judge insist that you to receive the full treatment. The last week was just to soften the boys up for what comes next.”

It had all been a lie. They were going to turn Timmy into a girl no matter what he did! Now he was happy he had been defiant all week, he hoped they suffered.

“I think I can see some rage in those eyes Timmy. Something that you will have to let go of in your new life. Rage is such a grown up and masculine emotion afterall.” Dr. Lilith was enjoying this, she had broken his hope, now it was time to crush the boy’s spirit once and for all. “Timmy, I don’t think you appreciate the ‘M’ in MACR.” She paused as Timmy’s eyes looked around in confusion. “It stands for ‘Modified’” Dr. Lilith stated. “ACR, means Accelerated Cellular Regrowth. Believe it or not, in the beginning it was intended as a wonder drug, the cure for all things! Nano-guided genetic level reset of the human body, back to the factory original design. It would have been the end of disease, injury, even death.” She smiled and shook her head. “Have you spotted the flaw yet?”

Timmy blinked.

Dr. Lilith shook her head. “Not surprising, most people without a biology degree don’t. It’s not a flaw in my eyes, I have come to see it as a correction, with advances in cloning and all, it’s the next logical step for the species.” She grinned wide. “Every mammal starts as a female Timmy.” The Doctor leaned forward. “The development of male sexual characteristics are caused by a hormone wash in utero, triggered by a chromosomal indicator. XX, no hormone wash, XY, it triggers, it’s directed by our chromosomes, but that initial burst of masculinizing hormones is technically an external event.” She leaned back. “And like all external events, it is undone by ACR.” Dr. Lilith opened a folder. “You see, Timmy, To turn you into a fully developed woman is as simple as hitting you with a dose of raw ACR. A drug developed and discarded years ago when trials couldn’t reverse the feminization effect.” She flipped through a few sheets.

“The M is my own contribution. When we were fine tuning ACR, we did a lot of work trying to reverse the feminization factor. Well, we were supposed to be.” She grinned and held her hands up as if confessing “I had other aims in mind. With time I figured out how to channel and manage the transformation brought on by the ACR affect. I learned that if I took a sample from a patient, I could manipulate the ACR replication to change the reset target in dramatic ways.”

Timmy’s eyes went wide and glanced down at the papers in front of the doctor. As she continued.

“Hair color, height, skin tone, breast size, fertility, libido, even apparent age are all at my fingertips. You, my dear boy are just clay, and I can sculpt you into any kind of girl I like.” She glanced down at the paper. “Or any kind of girl, your sponsors ask for.” She looked Timmy in the eye.

“Do you know what kind of girl your Aunt Grace asked for Timmy?”

Timmy’s eyes flashed to the paper, he tried to squint but it was too much effort for his limited muscle control.

“Remember how I said, your Aunt intends to correct how you were raised…from the beginning?” Dr. Lilith watched as Timmy’s eyes bulged in understanding. Moisture began to swell in the corners.

“Age regression is a tricky business Timmy I usually take my girls back to about 20, but your aunt asked for much more. Overdo it and who knows what will happen? I’m being careful though you should know that you will have a little diaper time before your body will have the control to use the potty like a big girl. It’s not an exact science, so I don’t know exactly how long. The shock might even make you incontinent forever, I have never taken someone back as far as you so I really can’t be sure.”

Tears were now streaming down Timmy’s face.

“I also don’t know how much grown up knowledge a little toddler brain will be able to hold. I’m pretty sure you will remember being Timmy, but the smaller cortex, coupled with the unfamiliar body, and psychological shock will likely have a negative impact on your skills and agility. Who knows though? It’s an experiment and I am anxious to see how baby-Tabitha turns out!” The Doctor nodded to the women behind Timmy.

In a heroic effort of will, Timmy managed to slur “Waaaaauuuuuaa.”

“Oh I think you will be able to talk better than that.” Dr. Lilith quipped as May rolled a flat gurney next to Timmy’s chair.

“Mmmmmmuuuuuaaaa” Timmy wailed.

June and May unclasped his ankles and wrists, pulling him over onto the gurney where he was strapped down again.

Dr. Lilith came around the table as Timmy continued to moan incoherently. She stroked his hair, pulling the wig off, then bent down and kissed his forehead. “Thank you for the opportunity to try something new” she said.

“UuuuwwwaaaaaauuuuU!!!!” Timmy cried out “Muuuhhh..”

The cry was cut off as Dr. Lilith shoved an oversized pacifier into his mouth. “Best get used to those, I have a hunch Aunt Grace won’t like to hear little Tabitha’s whines”

She nodded to June and May who rolled Timmy out through the back door. Timmy could only stare up at the ceiling as the tiles passed overhead while the gurney rolled down the hall. Tile, tile, light, tile, tile, light. The sequence repeated three times before the bed turned and they passed through another set of doors.

Timmy could feel them pulling his outfit off. Heels, skirt, tights, the blouse was opened, and the bra with it’s fake silicone breasts. He was naked on the bed, Dr. Lilith appeared once more holding a key, she bent down and Timmy could feel the cock cage open and slide off. So much relief.

“Feel good Timmy?” Dr. Lilith asked. She nodded to someone else.

A beautiful girl, with dark brown hair in a bob-cut came over to the bed side. She had the prettiest little elfin face with a button nose, unbelievably large eyes, and thick lips. Her tits were far too big for her body and barly constrained inside her miniskirt nurses uniform that had the top three buttons open revealing her massive chevage.

“You never met Octavia Timmy.” Dr. Lilith said. “In a former life, Octavia has once been a very impressive man. War veteran, mercenary and captain of my guards. Unfortunately, my captain allowed his guard to be infiltrated by a double agent who absconded with my formula and my daughter!”

Octavia cringed like she was about to be struck when Dr. Lilith looked back at her. “So I reassigned my captain to a more suitable role, isn’t that right Octavia?”

The girl nodded. “Yes mistress.”

“Octavia entertains my male guests now. Sometimes it’s VIPs come to offer contributions, sometimes it’s to lure new applicants to the retreat.” Octavia lowered her eyes, ashamed. “Today, she will make sure you always remember what you are about to lose.”

Octavia licked her lips and then moved out of Timmy’s line of sight. A moment later, he felt her hand on his cock, stroking it gently. Without the cage restraining him, he got hard for the first time since he arrived! He felt wetness as she lowered her mouth onto him and took him to down to the base and began expertly licking and sucking at him. She was amazing! He wanted to reach down and grab her head, properly face-fuck the bitch but he was still strapped down, unable to move.

Dr. Lilith’s threats meant nothing! He wanted to cum! He needed to cum! He was so hard now, it was so close.

Her mouth came off him and he tried in vain thrust his pelvis toward the sky to try and find it’s warm wetness once more but the paralytic left him still. She was above him, straddling him, she lifted her skirt and lowered herself.

Timmy felt himself slide into her! It was so slick and hot and welcoming. She began to move and gyrate, it felt so damn good. He knew he was about to cum, any moment. He was so hard, so damn turned on, every bit of him was sexual energy behind a damn as this hot nurse rode him.

She was moaning now. They were going to cum together.

His breathing was frantic. He was about to burst.

She screamed.

He let out a frustrated squeak. Why wasn’t he cumming?

She kept gyrating and moaning, eyes closed, head toward the ceiling.

He wasn’t cumming! He needed to climax! Why wasn’t he?

She let out another howl and he could feel her clench around him. It was infuriating.

A moment of terrible realization washed over Timmy. Dr. Lilith seemed to recognize it.

“Unfortunately, my paralytic impacts the prostate, preventing ejaculation Timmy.” She looked down at Octavia bouncing and gyrating up and down on Timmy’s hard, erect cock. “This is the last time you will every be inside a woman Timmy. The last experience you will ever have with your cock. I wanted it to be memorable.” She looked into Timmy’s eyes. “The one thing you want most in the world right now is to cum, and you never will. That’s enough Octavia, thank you.”

The girl climbed up off Timmy and left his field of view. He whimpered, still on the edge of a climax that never arrived. He could feel it in his balls, his thighs, his belly, he needed that release and she had just left.

Dr. Lilith nodded and Timmy could feel the sheet he was lying on grow tight as he was slid sideways.

June, May, and April were all around him now. He could feel June fiddle with the IV, April and May moved around him poking more needles into him. The poked into his shoulders, his chest, his calf muscles, and his thighs. Suddenly Timmy let out a whimper as needles pierced his testicles leaving an unbearable throbbing ache. Every jostle was renewed agony as the girls moved along attaching the needles to tubes that ran up above his head. Finally they took a long, hollow steel rod and showed it to him.

“This is why we needed you hard Timmy” Dr. Lilith said. ACR works faster when it is directly applied. Injecting into the base of the penis allows it to get a head start replacing the penile tissue with a vulva. It’s not neccisary, but it speeds things along a great deal and you have a lot of changes to go through.”

Timmy felt tears roll down his cheek from the fear and pain as the rod was lubricated and then inserted into his penis, and pushed all the way down. They stepped back and began pulling a rounded cover over him.

“The Judge asked that you be awake for the change, but you will be sealed inside the tube so, Goodbye Timmy. When we meet again, you will be such a pretty little girl”

The cover closed and there was a hiss. Timmy was sealed in a metal tube. His cock was throbbing and hard, the sting of the rod merging with the ache from the needles in his balls. He still needed to cum but the terror was overwhelming for what was about to happen. Tthe hissing grew louder and his ears popped. He could feel a warmth from the needles in his shoulders, chest and legs, suddenly his balls felt like they were being crushed. He wanted to scream but all he could do was let out a gutteral moan.

He could feel warmth from the rod. He needed to move his hands, yank it out. He was helpless, it burned! He could spreading heat! He managed a deep and powerful cry. The pain sensation was maddening, he wanted to lose consciousness, he wanted to do anything to make it stop. The tube filled with an odd antiseptic smell. Then he could feel a squirming between his legs, the ACR was starting to “rebuild” him.

The pain grew less, but the strange crawling sensation was maddening. It felt like a million ants on and under his skin all over his crotch. The pain in his balls seemed to vanish and then he heard a dreadful sound. A metallic clank as the exposed top of the rod hit the floor of the tube between his legs, then a muffled thud as the other end, still encased struck. Timmy knew his cock had just fallen off.

The crawling and squirming sensation seemed to spread. His chest, his legs, his arms. It was all of him now. Every part of his body seemed to be alive and rolling over itself. His vision grew blurry and he felt the strange sensation of his skin opening between his legs where his balls had been. The labia had parted.

Timmy screamed again but now it was not the deep bellow of agony from before. This time it was the shrill shreek of a little girl.

He felt his legs and heels slide along the floor, they were retracting, he was getting smaller. The tubes were now pumping something out, excess tissue, liquified and extracted. Everything Dr. Lilith had said was true!

As Timmy’s vision returned the lid of the tube was farther away and he was no longer looking through the window at the top, but now at the metallic panel beneath it. He had shrunk, and continued to shrink!

This was bad. Timmy knew bad things were happening. Dr Lilith had said it would when she had said all those science words before. Timmy knew what they meant. They meant… Timmy couldn’t think good. Timmy remembered Dr. Lilith had said “baby girl.” Baby girls couldn’t think good. Timmy couldn’t think good! This was bad. Timmy was a man, Timmy no want to be baby girl! Bad lady Dr. Lilith! This bad!!! Timmy wanted to cry.

A pathetic little whimper made it out.

At last the squirmy feeling stopped. Timmy was so tired. The hatch opened and the nurse lady from before was looking down at Timmy, but she was so big now!

“Oh! She is adorable!” The lady said.

Another of the ladies from before, Miss June appeared above Timmy too. “Hmm. She is a bit younger than we had intended.”

“I think she is precious! Look at those chubby fingers and toes!” Nurse lady reached down and her hand was massive as it nearly covered Timmy’s chest. Timmy was so tired. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.

There were sounds. A beep, another beep. Someone was talking. It was warm. A blanket, heavy and heated up over shoulders. Inhale, exhale, so comfortable on this giant pillow. Sleep still tugged but consciousness was returning. Footsteps, clicking noises. Shoes! It was the sound of those tall shoes with the pointy bottom! What was the word? It didn’t matter. Dry mouth. Hard to swallow. Need water. Opening eyes were blinded by light at first. Everything was white and then slowly resolved. It was a hospital room. There was a machine making the beeping sound, it was far away across the bed standing beside it. On the other side was a table with a pitcher and a sippy cup. It was also far away.

This bed was so big. Reaching up toward the cup a pudgy tiny hand came into view, it hardly reached beyond the giant pillow. Something was wrong! Legs tensed. Under the blanket, they went less than half way down the bed. Something squishy was between them. The pudgy hand went down and felt the crinkle of a diaper. Timmy remembered the words “baby girl.” ”The scream lacked strength and came out as a high pitch whine.

“Shhh. Shhhh. Little Tabitha. You’re going to be ok.” A giant of a beautiful woman was looming above, a massive hand came down for a gentle head pat. “The process went well even if we overshot the mark a bit.”

“No! No!” Tabitha’s tiny voice cried out. She was shocked at the sound of it, shocked by the immense size of the woman above her and then at her clumsy, tiny hands. She sputtered. It was hard to find words. “I Tibby! No NO!”

The woman shook her head. “Oh, little Tabitha! You are a baby girl now and you must leave that silly old boy name behind!”

“NO! Tibby! Tibby!” She repeated. She couldn’t get the word to come out right.

The woman sternly grabbed the blanket and pulled it off. “Fine! Do you look like Timmy?!”

Looking down, Tabitha saw that she was in a pink onesie, her arms and legs were tiny and still pudgy with baby-fat. Under her onesie she could see the bulge of a diaper.

“No diaper!” She tried to pull at the snaps between her legs, as she applied pressure she was reminded of something else. It was gone, her boy parts were not there anymore. “No NO NO!” she rolled forward and cried. Long thin blond hair fell around her face.

“Shhhh sweetie. If you want out of your diapers, you need to show me you can go potty like a big girl” The woman said in a sing song voice.

“Fush you!” Tabitha snapped. The word was hard to form. Her tongue felt clumsy in her mouth and her teeth were missing or wrong.

“Tabitha!” The woman scolded. “That is no way for a young lady to talk!”

“Not lady! I a man! Hate you!” the little girl replied and then pulled at her snaps again but her hands didn’t want to cooperate and her little thumbs couldn’t get into position. She fussed and wanted to curse but she couldn’t remember the dirty words. “Fush!” She said triumphantly, She remembered the F word, even if it did come out in a lisp and soft with her new voice. “Fush! Fush! Fush!” There were other words, what were they? She remembered that she knew lots of bad words. She couldn’t bring them to mind and she felt tears coming. Defeated, she let out a loud wordless wail and flopped back down on her back, banging her hands and feet on the bed.

“Uh oh! Baby girl woke up cranky!” The woman said.

In the midst of her tantrum, she felt hot between her legs as her bladder let go in the excitement. It was coming out of her in the wrong place, she knew she was different down there now. She could feel what was missing, and what was new as the warmth spread over it. She tried to stop it but had no idea how, it just flowed. She panicked and her tantrum grew frantic as she pawed at her diaper again.

A large strong hand grabbed both her feet together and lifted them up, laying her back. The woman’s other hand patted her diaper. “Looks like you couldn’t wait honey. Now hold still so I can change you.”

Tabitha continued to thrash around until the woman’s massive hand covered her entire chest and pinned her in place. Another hand came up with a pacifier and forced it into her mouth. Before she knew it Tabitha was sucking on the intrusion and feeling it with her tongue. It was so strange, yet soothing. It wasn’t until she heard the tape on her diaper peal away that she realized that she had stopped her tantrum. Everything was blurry. She reached a pudgy fist up to wipe her eye and saw another pretty lady come in. It was June.

“I didn’t think she would be ready for the potty.” June said.

Tabitha felt a cold wetness against unfamiliar skin between her legs as she was wiped. She tried to lift her head to see, but the bunched up onesie blocked her vision.

“She didn't even get off the bed.” The other woman replied.

“Well, it will help teach her humility.” said June

“You remember how strange it is with all new plumbing down below.” The woman changing Tabitha’s Diaper said. “Combined with the loss of muscle control and cognitive ability. If I had to guess, she will probably take longer to potty train than most born girls. Assuming she ever is able to gain control.” She lifted Tabitha up to slide the old diaper out, giving the girl the first look at the slit between her legs.

Tabitha began to cry again.

“See Tabitha.” The woman said. “Not a boy any more, are you?”

Tabitha reached up and pulled the pacifier out of her mouth “Hate you!” Tabitha cried.

“You better change that attitude, or you may find yourself sitting in a wet diaper next time.” The woman scolded.

“Hate diaper” Tabitha said.

“You are going to be in them for a while” The woman said.

“Maybe forever!” June interjected.

“Forever?” Tabitha whimpered.

“You are the first baby girl we’ve made. No one knows if everything is going to work right.” The woman explained.

“Put me back!” Tabitha demanded.

“We can’t. The medicine doesn’t work that way.” June said. “MACR is always a one way trip.”

“No want diapers forever!” Tabitha pouted. “No want diapers, no want girl!”

The woman pushed the pacifier back into Tabitha’s mouth.

“Based on her vocabulary, I would say she has significant mental degradation.” The woman said as she fastened the new diaper around Tabitha’s waist and snapped her onesie shut.

“Well, we warned the Aunt.” June said. She walked out of the room and returned with a frilly yellow romper, white tights and little buckle shoes

Go ahead and get her dressed. The Aunt and the Sponser will be here in two days to pick her up and I want to do a complete run of cognitive ability tests. See how much of that little bastard is still in there.”

“Enough to make her a foul mouth little terror! I can tell you that already” the woman replied.

June looked down at Tabitha. “Nothing a time-out in her playpen can’t resolve, I’m sure.”

Tabitha looked between the women in terror. They were so much bigger than her. She tried to think of what to do as they put the tights on over her diaper and pulled the romper down over her head. With one holding her still the other brushed her long blond hair and buckled her shoes before lifting her like she was nothing setting her down on the floor. She couldn’t even see the top of her bed. The girl’s skirt hems were all above Tabitha’s head. She saw the door open and she ran for it. That first step landed wrong and she toppled forward onto her hands.

“Oops!” laughed June. “Gonna try again or are we still crawling?”

Tabitha pushed herself back up. Her diaper was keeping her legs apart, she stood, the center of gravity was all wrong. She took another step to the door, carefully pivoting her whole body to compensate for the diaper bulge. She took another tottering step and another. The door was almost there. She was going to run away from these mean ladies. As she grew used to the stride she got faster and faster. She was in the hallway. Someone put their hands under her arms and lifted her up.

It was Dr. Lilith smiling at her. “Very good little Tabitha!” she said. You’re walking like such a big girl already!” She pulled Tabitha in close and held her on her hip.

Tabitha balled up a fist and punched her with all her might.

“Oooof! So tough!” Dr. Lilith laughed as she pulled Tabitha’s arm down and pinned it to her body with the hand. “You're going to have to learn that little ladies don’t solve their problems with fists, but that’s why your Auntie Grace wanted to start over with you.” She started walking down the hall. She was so fast compared to Tabitha’s waddling gate. “You were supposed to be a four year old but we overshot the mark a bit. I warned you that might happen” She explained. “I would say you are somewhere in physical development between eighteen and twenty-four months now. Oh well, I learned a lot for the next time.” She turned into a room and lowered Tabitha to the floor. She was inside a square who’s walls were above her head. The sides were flexible soft mesh and a padded top. She was in a playpen. There was a crib against the wall and a changing table stocked with princess diapers next to it.

Tabitha looked around and then back up at Dr. Lilith she fumbled with the pacifier in her mouth finding it hard to grip with fingers that didn’t seem to want to cooperate. At last she got it out. “Bad Lady!” She exclaimed.

“Guilty!” she said. “Your Auntie wanted a four year old, but your shitty attitude pissed me off. I didn’t make a mistake. I hit exactly the mark I was aiming for like I said in my office, I never lie to you.”

“I telling!” Tabitha pouted.

“Who would believe you?” Dr. Lilith asked.

Tabitha fell down onto her padded tushy and crossed her arms angrily.

“There is the sullen little brat I remember” Dr. Lilith said. “Just you wait. As you grow up, you will start to learn the other little treats I designed for you. The fully grown Tabitha is going to have absurdly large tits, a narrow waist, and a sex drive she will find it hard to control. Better get on birth control early, cause all the boys are gonna want a romp in the sack, not that you will remember this conversation. I don’t even know if you will remember Timmy in a few years. I can’t wait to find out.” She turned and left Tabitha sobbing in her playpen.

Judge Eleanor “Nellie” Pastor sipped her tea in the lobby of the Retreat’s welcome center as she looked out across the lawn at the line of beautiful women in miniskirts and crop tops walking single file in 4” heels between buildings as a stern faced man followed behind, making no effort to hide the way his eyes crawled over their asses as the walked. “It still blows my mind that a few months ago, those were men. If I hadn’t seen the progress photos, I wouldn’t believe it!”

“Our first class.” Dr. Lilith nodded to the girls as they suddenly halted at a command from the man.

The girls stood at attention as the man took his time, gripping the ass of the one closest to him, he came around in front of her, his hand sliding around and up under her top to grope her breast as she licked her teeth in apparent appreciation for the attention. The other girls looked straight ahead and ignored the display.

“That man?” The Judge asked. “Who is he?”

“Nate” Dr. Lilith said. “Another experiment of mine that seems to be working out.”

“Oh?” The Judge ventured.

“He came in with that first class. I allowed him to retain his manhood on the condition that he ‘bull’ the girls and teach them submission.”

Across the lawn, Nate continued to grope the first girl while he snapped his fingers, pointed at the next girl and then pointed at the grass in front of him. Immediately, she came over and went down to her knees pulling at his belt.

“He is showing off.” Dr. Lilith stated. “He knows I’m watching”

The second girl opened her mouth and took Nate’s cock betwen her lips. Nate spun the first girl around and pulled her in, continuing to grope her tits while he snapped his fingers at the third girl and motioned for her to come over. As soon as she was within reach, he slid his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. The girl closed her eyes and bit her lip.

“The girls were all part of his class?” Judge Pastor asked.

“That’s Britta on her knees, Josie is getting her tits smashed. I say she, but she is a nullo. Which means that she is sexless below the waist we keep her in a state of eternal arousal that can never be satisfied, and Jessica has Nate knuckle deep in her,” The Doctor explained.

“He seems to enjoy his work.” The judge said.

“With the advanced classes.” The doctor said. “His enthusiasm with sissy breaking has been wanting, He will be in skirts soon if he doesn’t shape up. Later if he behaves. Eventually, I will change them all.”

At that moment the door at the back of the lobby was pushed open by Stephany who stood aside for Grace England who had a large diaper bang danglin from one shoulder and held a little girl who couldn’t be more than 18 months old with long blond hair, wearing a pretty white dress with red flowers over white tights that covered her diapered bottom. The girls large blue eyes were puffy and wet and her face was splotchy red from one of her frequent tantrums. She had a white pacifier with a yellow daisy over the nub in her mouth with a strap that was hooked to the peter-pan collar of her dress. She was clumsily rubbing her eye with her hand, balled into a fist.

“Ahh, there’s our girl!” Dr. Lilith announced.

“Astonishing” The Judge exclaimed.

“You should feel how light she is!” Grace said. “I could bounce her on my hip all day if I need to!”

“Sorry about the diapers, it seems we overshot the mark by a few months” Dr. Lilith said.

“It’s ok!” Grace replied. “I changed her into a fresh one just now, so we should be good till we get home. Humility is part of the lesson anyway!” She turned to the little girl. “I ran into your old girlfriend Wendy! She’s gonna come watch you and change your diapies every afternoon while I go to my club! Won’t that be nice?”

The little girl angrily slammed her head down burying her face in Grace’s shoulder. “I guess she does remember” Grace said.

The women all laughed.

“Ok,” Judge Nellie announced. “Time to get going, we have a long drive ahead of us.”

“Yeah, I don’t want Tabitha to be up too late. Strict eight o’clock bedtime for this little girl!” Grace said. “Tabitha, can you say goodbye to the nice Doctor Lilith?”

Tabitha picked up her head and pulled out her pacifier, pursed her lips as she thought of how to form the words.

“Bad lady!” She sputtered. “Mean lady, BAD!”

“Tabitha!” Grace exclaimed, picked up the pacifier and shoved it into her mouth. “That’s going to be a spanking when we get home little girly!” She turned to the Doctor. “I have so much to do! Thank you so much! Come by and visit in a month, I promise she will learn her manners by then.”

“Of course,” Dr. Lilith said. “Bye Tabitha!” She waved at the little girl as the baby scowled over her aunt’s shoulder. Dr. Lilith watched them bundle her into her car seat and then drive off to her new life.