Scott makes such an adorable baby! At first I couldn't believe how well he was taking this; most people scream for days after the change.
Today I was very busy tying up a lot of loose ends that Scott should have taken care of weeks ago. I mean, it's not like he didn't know what happens to people who catch Age Regression Virus. I guess he was in denial, or didn't think he'd get this tiny. He can't even talk!
Last week I had to move everything out of his apartment. I sold most of his furniture, keeping the best pieces for myself. I gave all of his clothes away; heaven knows he has no use for them now. I closed his bank accounts, and took care of dozens of little paperwork details. At least he had the foresight to make me, his little sister, legal guardian.
This afternoon while Scott was napping, I unpacked his computer and installed it in my study. He had it password protected, but I was able to come up with it on my very first try. The password was 'Bugsy', the name of the dog we had when we were kids. He never was very creative.
His internet bookmarks and files full of jpegs on his hard disc explained a lot. I had no idea that my big brother was so kinky! Shrinking men. Giantess. Age Regression. Very weird! No wonder he's not upset, this stuff turns him on!
I've just given him his bath; I need to get his pajamas on and put him down for the night.
I might as well tell him that I've discovered his little secret, and that if he likes being tiny, it's ok with me. I also need to let him know that we're going to the pediatrician tomorrow. His little penis is so cute, but if he were circumcised, he'd be easier to keep clean. The doctor says that he can do it in his office at ten in the morning.
I feel his little body tremble in my hands as I give him this news. His face contorting into a scowl, he starts to squeal. His little arms and legs start to wiggle as his squeal becomes a baby's cry.
Suddenly I discover that age regression turns me on as well.