Love and War - Part 1

Ally decides to mentally regress her best friend in order to steal her boyfriend. Jessica might be pretty, but Daniel isn’t going to find her quite so attractive once she’s toddling around in soggy diapers. Then he’ll be sure to fall for someone as stylish and mature as Ally. Or at least, that's the plan.

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Ally admired herself in the mirror, leaning forward and enjoying the way her low cut black crop-top framed her generous cleavage. She gave her chest a quick shake, blew herself a kiss, and straightened up with a satisfied smirk on her face. There was no way Daniel was going to be able to keep his eyes off her when she was dressed like this – especially if her plans for Jessica succeeded.

She left her room and walked into the kitchen with her short miniskirt swishing, exposing the base of her bubble butt. Jessica looked up as she entered, and Ally noticed a slight frown appear on her friend’s face when she saw what she was wearing. Jessica herself was wearing a tight white t-shirt and jeans, figure-hugging but certainly not as flashy as Ally’s outfit.

“I’m going to get started on cooking, okay Jess?” Ally said brightly, moving over to the hob.

“Alwight,” said Jessica, and then a blush spread suddenly across her cheeks. “I mean, alright.”

Ally had to fight hard to keep the grin off her face as she got out the pots and pans. Had the hypnosis really worked?

“Daniel’s just texted to say he’ll be back soon,” Jessica went on, “so dat works nicely. That.”

Ally ignored her friend’s little slip ups, but she couldn’t help but glance over to see Jessica’s reaction, and she was pleased to see the look of mingled confusion and embarrassment on her face. She’d just have to get used to it though, Ally thought, hiding her smirk.

At that moment, they heard the sound of a key turning in the lock, and Jessica hurried out of the kitchen.

“Hi, babe!” Jessica said, and Ally thought she could hear the sounds of kissing coming from the hallway. She felt a prickle of anger, but forced herself to stay calm. It wouldn’t be long now. Let’s see if Daniel still thinks she’s so sexy with a dumb baby voice, or any of her other new little habits.

Jessica came back into the kitchen a moment later, and Daniel was right behind her. He was tall and well-built, with high cheekbones, neat blond hair and ocean-blue eyes. He flashed a smile at her as he entered the room, and Ally felt her pussy moisten.

“Hi, Daniel!” she said, a little too eagerly, and she could see Jessica eyeing her a suspiciously. Her flatmate knew she’d liked Daniel as well, but Jessica had asked him out first, and she’d agreed that fair was fair.

“Hey, Ally,” said Daniel. His voice was deep and soothing, and Ally felt butterflies tingling in her stomach. This one was going to be hers. “Something smells good,” he added.

“I’m making Bolognese for the three of us. It won’t be long, so take a seat, okay?” And hopefully it will be another chance to see just how effective the hypnosis has been.

Daniel sat down in one of the chairs around the kitchen table, lounging comfortably with one arm draped over the top. “Did you get your essay done this afternoon, Jess?” he asked his girlfriend.

“Uh, no,” said Jessica. “It’th weird. I mean… It’s weird. I sat down to do it, but I must have spaced out ‘cause suddenly it was nearly dinner-time already! Isn’t dat stwange?” Her face reddened suddenly and she raised a hand to her mouth in shock.

Daniel laughed. “You okay there, sweetie?” he asked, cocking his head and looking at his girlfriend in amusement.

“I… um… yeth!” she squeaked. “I don’t know what’th wong wif me today! I mean…” She giggled to hide her embarrassment, but there was a trace of fear in her eyes. She put a hand to her lips like she thought there might be something wrong with them.

Ally turned around and busied herself at the hob to hide her smile. Poor little Jessie, she thought delightedly. It’s going to be pretty hard to dirty-talk with such a silly lisp.

Daniel looked faintly concerned, but he was distracted by Ally bringing over a pot of spaghetti Bolognese and placing it in the middle of the table, making sure to bend down low to give him a good view of her breasts as they jostled in her crop-top.

They all sat down to eat, and Ally made sure to keep an eye on Jessica, looking out for the next part of the hypnosis to take effect. And sure enough, it didn’t take long. A few bites into her spaghetti, and Jessica suddenly started finding it much more difficult to get everything into her mouth – but she hardly seemed to notice, even as she covered her lips in Bolognese sauce, and a piece of spaghetti stuck to her chin.

“Oh, Jessie!” Ally chided, putting on a maternal, patronising, slightly exasperated tone that she hoped would give Daniel the impression this happened on a regular basis. Before Jessica could so much as open her mouth, Ally was by her side with a wet cloth, wiping her face clean like she was a mucky toddler in a highchair.

“I didn’t realise how much of a messy eater you were, Jess!” Daniel laughed. “It’s a good thing you’ve got Ally here to look after you, huh?”

“But I don’t…” Jessica mumbled, as Ally finished wiping the sauce off her face for her, “I’m not…”

“I think we ought to get you a bib!” Daniel teased, ignoring her feeble protests.

Jessica went even redder than she had been already, and she spurted out, “Nu-uh! Don’t wanna bib!”

“Sweetheart, are you sure you’re alright?” Daniel asked, looking a little concerned again.

Jessica opened her mouth to respond, thought better of trying to speak, and closed it again. She nodded, her eyes fixed on the table in front of her. Then she went back to her spaghetti.

The three of them continued to eat their meal, and Ally chatted with Daniel casually, enjoying the way his eyes kept flitting to his girlfriend’s increasingly messy face as she slowly got more and more of her dinner all over it. He was clearly thinking that something was wrong, or wondering whether some dumb joke was being pulled on him.

“I swear, you’re as bad as a two-year-old, Jessie,” Ally scolded good-naturedly, wiping Jessica’s face clean once again after they’d finished their meal.

“I… I…” Jessica stammered, “I’m sowwy. I dunno why I’m…” She sniffled, and then, even as the other two watched, her thumb crept up to her mouth and pushed its way gently between her lips.

“Uh… Jessica?” Daniel asked cautiously.

Jessica looked up. Then her eyes widened, and she suddenly pulled her thumb out of her mouth with a wet pop and looked down at the drooly digit in alarm.

“Why don’t we go to your room, sweetie?” Daniel suggested gently, helping his helpless-looking girlfriend out of her chair. “Thanks for cooking, Ally!” he said over his shoulder. “But I think Jess might need a little lie-down or something.”

“No problem!” Ally said brightly. Once she heard Jessica’s bedroom door close, she allowed a Cheshire-cat grin to spread over her face. This was perfect. The lisping and the messy eating and the thumbsucking made Jessica look utterly ridiculous! There was no way Daniel could take her seriously as a girlfriend when she acted like an overgrown toddler! And the real kicker would be what little Jessie would be doing in her bedsheets that night...

Ally went to her own bedroom and took the package out from under her bed, just for the pleasure of seeing it again. Infantilisation Hypnosis, it read on the front, causes lisping, messy eating, thumbsucking, and bedwetting. It hadn’t been hard to upload it onto Jessica’s phone, where it was able to work its way into her head through the music she always listened to when she studied. She looked down at the bright yellow label in the corner (WARNING: all effects of this tape are permanent) and felt a twinge of guilt. But it was nothing personal. Jessica would just have to find a boyfriend who didn’t mind waking up to the smell of pee every morning. And who didn’t care that his girlfriend spoke like a six-year-old. And sucked her thumb. And made a mess of herself at mealtimes.

She’d manage, Ally told herself with a smirk, as she spied Jessica scurrying out of her room with a bright red face and a bundle of soggy-looking sheets in her arms the next morning. She was cute, after all. And in any case, wasn’t all fair in love and war?