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Stolen Years
Ryan tapped at the door. The bounce in his step as he'd walked through
the front garden was evidence of his excitement at finishing his course.
He'd been studying history at a London university and would soon be
teaching it himself. As part of the course he'd taken a placement as a
teaching assistant in a secondary school. That's how he met Julie. She
wasn't the brightest student and didn't seem interested in history or
even pay attention in class and her behaviour resulted in her failing the
majority of her mock GCSE's, though she did well in some subjects
particularly Child Development. She babysat for her Aunt regularly and
talked about the goofy antics of her little cousins in class. After
failing her mocks Julie seemed to finally start taking school seriously.
Still, she was very behind and ended up asking Ryan for some private
tutoring. That's what led him to the door of Julie's Aunts house.
He listened intently as Julie ordered her niece and nephew to sit and
watch their cartoons while she answered the door. Julie may not be a
model student but she has a lovely voice. Ryan first noticed it as he
made his way to the teacher's lounge after another lesson. On the way he
passed the music room and heard an entrancing, almost hypnotic voice.
He'd had to walk back and peak through the small window in the door and
as he did so Julie's wordless siren song came to an end. As she opened
her eyes she spied Ryan's awestruck face peeking through the window and
returned his gaze with a smile and wink. Since that day Ryan had always
looked forward to Friday assembly when Julie often sang and Ryan had
jumped at the chance when she'd asked him to give her a private tutorial.
The first of many he imagined, given how her grades were so poor.
The door swung open and Julie ushered Ryan in with a bright smile. She
had a playful and youthful face with a tiny sprinkling of freckles that
only appeared in the summer. Her long, wavy hair was a deep drown with a
hint of crimson. It trailed down her back and over her shoulders ending a
little above where her nipples sat atop her perky breasts. The top three
buttons of her white school shirt lay open like a teasing invitation to
look at her cleavage below. Long knee socks emphasized her feminine
calves and bare thighs that lead up to a full and round bottom, hidden
beneath a short school skirt. She walked with a gentle sway of her hips
and lead a captivated Ryan into the kitchen to sit at a dining table with
a fat stack of books a top it.
"Shall we get started?" Ryan put thoughts of the school girl away and
looked over the books; English, Maths, Biology and History. "There's a
lot to get through after all. We could be working 'til quite late."
"Oh I'm sure it won't take that long," she said confidently, as she sat
beside him and pulled over the first book. Ryan couldn't hide his
scepticism. He knew all this couldn't be covered in one week let alone
one night. If Julie didn't realize that then she was more stupid than he
thought. Being pretty could only get her so far.
"History," she said, "that's your specialist subject isn't it?"
"Yeah, I have an amazing head for dates," he wasn't bragging, he really
did have a knack for it but then he had excelled in most subjects at
school, something he'd mentioned to Julie in one lesson. Now he'd have
the chance to prove it, he thought, expecting her to be quite impressed.
"I think with your help I might have a knack for it too," she smiled at
him. He didn't know if she was flirting or just being polite. A part of
him hoped she was flirting. She was sixteen, old enough to date him in
the UK but there was a six year age gap. Not to mention she was just a
vapid teen. She couldn't engage him on an intellectual level. But still?
No. This isn't why he was here. He put those thoughts aside.
Julie held the History book open on the contents page, sliding it towards
Ryan as he leaned over to turn the chapter he wanted her to read first.
She held her side of the book firm and watched his hand as it reached to
turn the page.
"Let's start with..." Ryan began but his head clouded over as he touched
the page. No it didn't feel clouded, it felt empty. He relaxed and his
eyelids drooped just as Julies widened. She watched as his head nodded
forward and the light stubble across his chin seemed to fade. His thick
muscular arm that held the page thinned. His years of weight training at
the University gym were now seemingly non-existent. The age gap had
lessened considerably. It couldn't be much more than two years now. She
pulled the book aside, closing it quietly and grabbed the next one.
"Wake up, sleepy head!" she said cheerfully while nudging Ryan playfully.
"Uh, sorry. Late night last night," he lied unsure why he felt so tired,
"Where were we?"
"Biology," she said, "I think I need to go over puberty and stuff."
Was that covered in exams? Ryan wondered noting the awkward tone of her
voice. No matter, if she said she needed to go over it then it wouldn't
hurt to even if it was a bit embarrassing. He reached for the book and
again felt a dizzy calm wash over him as his head lightened, the weight
of his scientific knowledge sucked right out. Julie, hand on book,
watched as Ryan's handsome facial features softened. His cheeks gently
puffed out, along with his tummy and he lost height by the inch until he
was a few shy of Julies height.
She poked his face causing him to spring to wake. She placed a hand on
his leg and whispered in his ear seductively, "there's a bed upstairs if
you want to go and... lay down."
Ryan's face was crimson with embarrassment. Julie watched the obvious
stir in his trousers, and the way he shifted about on the chair
uncomfortably, clear markers of a teenage erection.
"What were we doing," he tried to ignore his stiff little problem, hoping
Julie hadn't noticed.
"Hormones," she said, "It looks like you've got a bit of testosterone
flowing through you right now."
She grabbed the awkward boner poking up between his legs. He sat there
not knowing what to do but relishing the fell of someone else's hands on
his throbbing cock.
"Do you mind if... if I take a peek?" she asked acting shy, "I really think
seeing it myself will help me remember."
"Uh, okay." He blurted out. Not even stopping to think.
She guided him to his feet and dropped to her knees, unzipping his
trousers and taking them down with her. His boxers followed quickly after
and he didn't notice how Julie briefly stood slightly taller.
"It's pretty big," she said sounding genuinely impressed as she fondled
it. Moving it from side to side and lifting it to look at his balls. Ryan
stood not noticing his near total lack of pubic hair.
"How about we do one more book and then we can take a break and play?"
She asked, suggestively.
"Uh, okay." Said Ryan, still very excited and unsure how he would be able
to concentrate with his erection.
"Why don't you keep the clothes off? In case, I need to look again while
we read the book."
He nodded, ready to agree to anything at this point. Julie told him to
wait right there while she checked on the kids so they weren't
interrupted. He could hear her talking and what he assumed was the TV -
it was the sound of a man's voice and the snapping of a photo so it
couldn't have been the kids. When Julie returned they sat and Julie
lifted another book propping it open on top of the biology book.
"Isn't that a maths book though" Ryan asked as he reached to flip the
book closed to see the cover. Julie held it open and soon Ryan's eyes
drooped shut again. Calculus, Pythagoras, geometry: all but the most
basic maths was suddenly emptied from his head. He also lost other
memories. He forgot about science and biology entirely. He could still
picture his girlfriend from University. He could still see her naked
clearly, but couldn't picture what they used to do together naked or why
he'd be interested in seeing her nude. He couldn't even picture himself
old enough to be interested in girls let alone dating one.
Julie watched as Ryan sunk into his now oversized shirt paying special
attention as his solid erection, shrank, softened and flailed over limp.
His dirty blonde hair lightened to a platinum blonde and skin softened
becoming pink and smooth. He was much smaller than her now and his tummy
and cheeks much puffier. He was now undoubtedly a primary schooler.
Taking care not to wake Ryan, Julie unbuttoned his shirt and pulled off
his loose socks. She gathered the rest of his clothes from the floor,
removing his wallet as she did so. She took the clothes upstairs and
returned with a plain white polo shirt and grey shorts, the kind worn by
primary school boys. She placed the shorts and a pair of white pants on
the floor where his adult trousers had been and slipped the white shirt
over him raising one arm at a time as he groggily woke-up.
"Hey, why don't you put your clothes back on and then we can play for a
bit just like I promised? Huh, babe?" she asked her voice a little more
sing song than it had been earlier.
"Oh umm, what were we going to play? I thought we had work to do?" he
yawned.
"We're taking a break, silly." She ruffled his long hair. It hadn't
shrunk at all and it looked longer on his little head. "Wait here and
I'll get the play dough!"
He hadn't played with play dough in a long time and although it seemed a
bit babyish it would be okay because he's playing it with Julie and she's
in secondary school. Julie returned with a pot of red play dough and they
shared half each because it's good to share, Ryan thought. Julie split
hers in two and started moulding them carefully. Ryan tried making a car
but it just looked silly so he smashed it flat making Julie laugh. It was
hard to reach so Julie said he could put his legs up and kneel on the
chair. She seemed quite tall but when he asked she said it was because
she was in big school which they both laughed at. Julie finished making
her play dough things and showed them to Ryan. One was clearly a tall
girl in a skirt with big boobies. The other looked like a baby in a
nappy.
"Look it's you and me!" she said.
"I'm not a baby though. I'm big." Ryan protested.
"Well, I didn't have enough play dough so you're a baby now," was her
answer but it didn't satisfy Ryan who pushed his bottom lip out in a
pout. She just poked her tongue out and said, "You keep playing while I
make some dinner."
Ryan continued playing with the play dough occasionally looking around to
see what Julie was up to. Ryan heard her in the living room talking and
thought he heard a man laughing. It was definitely a man's voice and not
a squeaky high pitched one like his. She'd pulled a white high chair from
the living room and put a mat and a bag with some other things on the
table. He'd asked what it was all for and was told "for the baby of
course!" He thought he'd heard the snap of a camera too but when he
turned Julie was just smiling while watching him play with her hands
behind her back. When Julie had finished bringing things in she said they
should look at one last book before dinner. He took the book from Julies
hand and as he did so he felt his knowledge of how to read and write,
along with all memory of Primary school pulled from his head. As he
nodded off he shrunk further getting much smaller as the primary school
clothes sunk around him. He was dimly aware of almost all his remaining
teeth disappearing. His sleep was much heavier now and Julie was able to
strip him and place him on the changing mat on the table without even a
stir.
"You can come in now, Paul," she said fairly loudly, not afraid of waking
the little tike. She stood admiring her handy work. The once confident
and intelligent Ryan was now but a cute baby, looking so helpless, not
even realizing his predicament. It amused Julie to see him cut down to
size. He'd always had an air of smugness about him. Let's see him try to
act above us when he's pooping his pants at our feet she thought to
herself.
"Wow!" Paul exclaimed, "It's hard to believe that little brat is really
that know-it-all teaching assistant." He was a dark and handsome teen. He
had neatly styled black hair, piercing eyes and a rogue-ish smile. He was
very different to the adult Ryan's milky skinned complexion and dirty
blonde hair.
"Well, I have the pictures to prove it and can assure you he doesn't know
much of anything now. I'm sure he wouldn't even be able to tie his own
shoe laces!" she laughed. She snapped off another picture quite pleased
with herself.
"Now just hold his left hand while I hold his right and do exactly what I
told you." They both held Ryan's hands and marvelled at the change.
Instead of shrinking, this time his balls and penis retracted leaving him
a precious little girl. His eye lashes seemed longer and his face
slightly more feminine. His hair had gone from straight, blond to Julie's
wavy, brown with a hint of red and his closed eyes were Julie's crystal
blue. He was still a sleepy baby not even two years old.
As the change took place in Ryan a similar one took place in Paul too.
His tanned arms grew muscular, chest and shoulders broader. It seemed as
if he'd spent the last three years working out much like Ryan had. That
was the obvious change. The less obvious one that Julie was looking
forward to most took place a little more discreetly. As Ryan's manhood
dwindled and disappeared, Paul's lengthened and thickened. He grew at
least another three inches as Julie learned later.
"Take a picture while I change him," she said handing Paul the camera.
"Then you better go look after the kids. We won't be much longer."
Ryan blinked and seemed to come out of a drowsy stupor. He stopped
eating, realizing he had been shovelling a bowl full of spaghetti into
his mouth with his hands. Oddly, he hadn't felt many teeth. He looked up
to see Julie beaming down on him. She looked oddly bigger but not taller
though. She should be above him since he's sat down he reasoned. She just
looked bigger all over but he couldn't understand why. She gave him a
condescending, pitiful look.
"Is Ray-Ray a little confuzzled? Is your little head in a muddle?" Ryan
just stared at her, his mouth open and a gob of drool running down his
cheek. "Oh dear! You really are clueless aren't you?"
He took his gaze from her to scan the room. It looked to be some kind of
kitchen but he didn't recognise this place at all. Everything seemed
oddly proportioned. He wondered how people could sit in those over-sized
chairs or reach across the table. They weren't like his white plastic
chair and table. They were perfectly sized. He noticed the play dough on
the dining table, he vaguely remembered playing with some recently, and
beside it were the big school books. Yes. They were big school books for
kids going to big school like Julie. He didn't go to big school though.
He was going to be a teacher at big school!
"Any ideas yet, poppet?" asked big Julie.
"I'm gonna be a teacher at big school and you asked me to help 'cos your
stupid!" said Ryan excitedly.
"Oh! So that's what you really think is it?" she raised an eyebrow and
her tone of voice had changed, sounding more disappointed and stern,
though not annoyed or angry. "If I'm stupid then you must think you're
pretty smart. What's three times three, genius?"
Ryan stared blankly. He knew three came after one and two like when he
counted one to ten but he didn't know what to do with three times three.
Julie stood waiting expectantly and he couldn't answer making him feel
uncomfortable. He lowered his head to look away from her and popped his
thumb in his mouth instinctively and blushed.
"Come on smarty pants! Show me how much cleverer you are than stupid me.
What are you going to teach at big school? You must know that!"
"A, B, C's," he said meekly through his thumb. He knew it was wrong. Big
kids already knew there A, B, C's.
"Bzzzt. That's nursery school stuff. What about history? That used to be
your favourite, didn't it clever clogs?"
History. That was stuff that happened already. Like when he played with
play dough earlier.
"We played with play dough and looked at the books,"
"Yes, but you don't remember anything from the books do you?" He didn't.
"Everything you used to know. It's all mine now. Enough to carry me
through school and university, I'm sure. Do you still think I'm the one
who is stupid?"
"No." He chewed his thumb trying to alleviate the distracting pain in his
gums.
"So does that make you the stupid baby? Say it. Tell me what you are."
She admonished.
He was sucking his thumb just like a baby and big boys didn't do that. He
had sore gums and next to no teeth. This was the same kitchen as earlier
but everything looked bigger, even Julie. It wasn't bigger though. He was
smaller. He looked down at himself and saw a messy bib and below it pudgy
belly and below that a thick diaper. A nappy he thought. His eyes started
watering from the shame and aching gums. It was true. He was a baby.
"I'mma stupid bay-bee." Ryan finally answered tearfully.
"Aww no need to cry, littlun! You still know you're A, B, C's and one,
two, threes!" he nodded agreement but was still visibly upset.
"I thought you had a cwush on me but your being mean," he said.
Julie laughed, "Aww sorry, Ray-Ray but I prefer intelligent, handsome men
not silly and cutesy little girls," she said so sweetly that Ryan didn't
register the insult. Ryan furrowed his eye brows, he still remembered
stuff, and asked,
"Den why did you wanna see my willy?" causing Julie to giggle at the
infantile name Ryan used for his genitals.
"I wanted to see if your penis was worth stealing to give a little bit
extra to my boyfriend, Paul." She corrected him like a parent correcting
a child. She leant over to wipe the spaghetti sauce from Ryan's face
before a thought popped into her head. Standing back up straight she
pulled a camera from the diaper bag on the table and raised it to face
him.
"Why you do this?" he asked referring to turning him into a child but
Julie thought differently.
"That's not for little girls to know until they're older." Ryan sat
confused, not quite knowing she was referring to making Paul's penis
bigger or why she'd want that. There was something he used to do with his
girlfriend when he was at... where?
"Would you like to see what a mucky pup you are, Ray-Ray?" she asked
rhetorically. She'd already taken a picture with the polaroid camera and
was soon turning the ejected photo to show Ryan.
"Stop callin' me Way-Way!" he said shaking his feet and fists in futile
anger before fixing his eyes on the picture. It showed a very little
girl, with a very grumpy face sat in a high chair wearing nothing but a
bib and diaper. Her mouth and hands were covered in sticky, orange sauce.
"Dats not me," Ryan shook his head.
"It's the new you, Rebecca or Ray-Ray for short or would you prefer
Becky? Auntie Sheryl chose it but I guess you'll be calling her mummy
now!" Julie was using the pretty sing song voice she reserved for kids.
She finished wiping Ryan's face and hands with a wet wipe as he squirmed
in his high chair. She removed his bib and effortlessly lifted him out of
the high chair and carried him against her side, supporting his weight
with one hand under his bum making Ryan painfully aware of the crinkling
diaper he sported. As Ryan was carried into the living room he cowered
close against Julie's curvaceous body. His face nuzzled her boob as he
looked down at how high up he seemed, afraid that Julie might drop him.
She set him down in a square play pen and winced as the diaper crinkled
loudly beneath him. He could see two bigger kids, a boy and a girl sat on
the sofa watching him.
"Is that our new little sister?" the little girl asked.
"Yep. Wave hello to little Ray-Ray!" answered Julie. The little girl did
so and Ryan waved back. His thumb had returned to his mouth. The bigger
kids were kind of scary and he didn't want to upset them!
"Ha he's really acting like a baby!"
Came an oddly familiar voice from a chair across the room. Ryan's heart
sank at the sight of Paul grinning at him. He was suddenly very aware of
his diaper and, sitting in a play pen, sucking his thumb, he must have
looked like a genuine baby to Paul who looked huge, and more grown up
than he remembered, even though he was just sitting down. Ryan was
feeling very intimidated, scared and helpless. He had to show he was
still in charge and get them to make him big again.
"I'mma big boy," he argued taking the thumb from his mouth and trying to
pull himself to his feet with the playpens fencing. "I was the boss and
you did what I say. You're being a weally naughty girwl, Ju-wee! Make me
big again or I... Or I'll... I'll tell on you!"
Paul and Julie laughed at his infantile tantrum.
"Oh, this one's fantastic!" Julie said and he realized she was still
taking pictures, "I can't wait to show the rest of the class."
"Pwease don't, I..." he was suddenly filled with fear, it was overpowering
and felt almost physical. He felt a little squirt and his eyes went wide.
The kids watched him puzzled not really knowing what was going on. Julie
and Paul watched him joyfully and expectantly, they seemed to notice what
was happening to Ryan before even he did. The squirt was followed by a
warm and wet stream. He looked down at his nappy not wanting to face
Julie and Paul as he peed from an unfamiliar orifice. Once his nappy was
quite heavy his stomach turned and with tearful eyes he let go of the
fence, falling to hands and knees. His bowels ejected their contents with
a loud fart, the nappy drooped heavily.
"Looks like you're the one being a naughty girl, making such big messes
in your nappy!" Julie sang. She reached into the play pen and easily
lifted up the baby, "Let's get you changed out of that poopy diaper.
Maybe 'Messy Becky' is a better name after all, huh?"
Ryan sniffled and rubbed his face into Julies boobs for comfort and to
hide his face from everyone. She laid him down on his back on the
changing mat and snapped a picture of the stinky baby who tried to turn
his head away in shame. She was so glad to get her wish before she'd
finished regressing him. Serves you right, you little shit. She then held
out Ryan's driver's licence, from the wallet she took earlier, handing it
to him with a "here" to grab his attention. He reached and grabbed it
curiously.
"You're not a big boy called Ryan anymore. You're a sweet little girl
called Rebecca and you love your cousin Julie. Don't you?"
"Yeth, I wuv you, Juwee," said the little girl.
"Good girl. You don't want me to change you back. You want me to change
your stinky bottom, don't you?"
"Yeth, pwease change my poopy nappy, Juwee." She asked shyly.
"Hmm, only if you can tell me who is the smartest and bestest girl in the
family,"
"You are," she said brightly pointing her hand at Julie.
"Oh, are you sure?" Asked Julie quizzically, "I thought I was stupid and
you were the smart one?"
"No, you are the smwartist!" she said with a smile and laugh, "I'm jus' a
silly lil' girl but when I gwow up I wanna be smart jus' like you!"
"I bet you do," she smirked, knowing Becky would have to work extra hard
since she'd stolen Ryan's natural talent for academics.
"Say cheese!" she said and snapped another picture of the happy little
girl in her full diaper.
She finally began changing the nappy.
Before long Becky was sat down in the play pen in a fresh nappy. Julie
asked her if she knew her A, B, C's and numbers and she recited them with
only a few gaps. Julie told her she was such a good girl, smiled, and
handed her a block with letters painted on it. Becky felt the alphabet
melt away, all twenty-six letters, until lastly "A" disappeared from her
head. Numbers soon followed. Her eyes drooped a little and she swayed a
bit.
"Aww, say 'night-nights Julie!'" Julie said.
"Nuh -nuh nuh," was all she could manage as the last of her words
disappeared as she shrunk a little further. She'd lost the ability to
speak and sit up by herself. She laid on her back looking up at Julie
drowsily and Julie started to sing her to sleep in the prettiest of
voices.
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"I can't believe it's really him," said Julie's classmates as they
gathered around the pushchair. Becky sat strapped in, bewildered by all
the attention she was getting. She recognized the teens gathered round
her and even remembered what their names sounded like but didn't really
get how she knew them. She had a funny feeling she used to be even bigger
than them but it seemed hard to believe. They were like giants and she
felt a little scared at being surrounded by so many of them. Some were
handing around pictures saying things like;
"Look how embarrassed he looks,"
"I can't believe he pooped his diaper,"
"Yeah, even before he finished regressing,"
She knew they were laughing at her and a little part of her felt a funny,
bad feeling about that but the laughing was infectious and she joined in.
Laughing was fun and fun couldn't be bad. Julie lifted her out of the
push chair and let them hold her and they gave her hugs and kisses. She
liked Julie's hugs the most though.
Julie's grades improved dramatically leading her teachers to believe she
was actually some kind of prodigy and had just been bored with the slow
pace of lessons up until then. What's more, she'd gained Ryan's interest
in studies particularly History which made homework easier. She could
manage to do her homework in under an hour giving her plenty of time to
babysit for Aunt Sheryl. Consequently, she got to spend much more time
with her little cousins, Aaron, Anna and of course baby Kay-Kay who she
adored immensely. Knowing she had once been cool and capable made her
clumsy helplessness all the cuter.
Once she had finished her GCSE's she stormed through her college A-Levels
in a year. Julie soon moved away to London for University but would still
come home often just to visit her cousins. Missing a few lectures never
affected her studies and she'd much rather be there to watch her cousins
grow up. Ryan's knowledge and drive helped her realize her own potential
she'd been too unmotivated to use and combined together she'd become one
of the top students in the country achieving much more than Ryan would
ever have or Kay-Kay ever could. By the time Kay-Kay was potty trained,
Julie had finished University. By the time Kay-Kay had learnt to read her
first children's book, Julie had written and published her second.
One day, Julie from writing to spend some time taking in the simple joy
as she pushed Becky on the swing (Kay-Kay was too baby-ish for a big girl
like Becky, she'd been told.)She was so pleased with how her life was
turning out and soon she'd be marrying her current boyfriend. It was all
thanks to Ryan. This life could have been his, she pondered, but couldn't
feel guilty. Becky was such a happy child and Ryan would have squandered
his talent teaching Secondary school and using it to pick up girls. She'd
already done more than him at his age and still had two years to go
before she reached his age. No, Ryan was better off as sweet little Becky
she decided and she'd make sure she grew up to get a good job to suit
what talents she had, even if Becky was a little on the dim side. She
could be Julie's assistant or, or the secretary to her soon to be
husband, if nothing else. Or perhaps an artist or sculptor, she does love
finger painting and her play dough, Julie smirked. Yes. She'd take good
care of little Becky.
"I've got a question for you, Becky. What's three times three?"
Becky clumsily counted on both hands. "Ten!"
"Oh, so close, it's nine!" Julie said enthusiastically. "I've got another
one: Do you want to be flower girl at JuJu's wedding? It's a very
important job and you get to wear a pretty dress just like a big girl!"
"Yesh, pwease! I wanna be a big girl just like you!" said the darling
little girl.
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