Mother; The Demon

This is my first story. This story is about a demon who wants nothing more than to turn you into her little baby, literally. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1: Call me Alex

Five circles as large as your hand spread wide, drawn in crayon, red, blue, green, yellow and purple. The circles do not need to be perfect, just do your best, the book read. It is best to use pieces of paper to help draw, be sure that lines, which connect to one another, are touching and have not broken from each other, use tape to keep the papers and lines together if it helps.

In red, non-lead based paint use your finger or hand to draw a circle connecting each point. Start from the outside of one of the circles and connect to the other, this does not need to be perfect and you may end up with a pentagon more than a circle, that is all right. In red marker draw lines connecting each other circle same as before you should wind up with a star in your circle. Please note that if you cross over the lines of five colored circles this will not ruin your chances of summoning the demon. Such things may even help in summoning it, just do your best.

Now prepare the following; A sharp knife, A container of milk, A plastic bottle with no label, a small plush toy with a broken seam and it’s stuffing hanging loose, a white terry cloth towel, a handkerchief of any make and a tube of red lipstick, the brighter red the better. Lastly draw a picture of a woman with a house in the background and a yellow sun, any additional things such as a blue sky, green grass, trees, flowers and a car as well as other additional items may help in summoning the demon, the picture does not need to perfect you merely need to put love in the picture. Lastly the demon you will be summoning is a descendant of Lilith and gains power from the strong warm emotion of love.

For one night lie with each of the objects in your bed, you need not hold onto anything but the plush toy and bottle, have the terry cloth near or on your waist. The picture, handkerchief and lipstick on a nightstand close to the bed. It is important to keep the knife as far from your place of rest as possible and place the knife in the ritual circle. As you sleep be sure to think of the things that make you happy, these can be happy memories of hobbies you enjoy. While you think of these things, think of what would be your most desired Mother, if you have had a bad relationship with your mother or no mother at all then your chances have greatly improved. The demon has a powerful maternal instinct and will wish to fill this void in your life. If you have had a good relationship with your mother, your chances are still good but dangerous. The demon is jealous of other maternal figures that could be in your life and will seek to replace them. If you cherish these people it is best to quit now.

After you have slept with the objects close at any time of the next day perform the ritual. You may place each object in any order into any of the five colored circles, however your picture must be last, recite the following and perform the actions as follows.

Pour milk into the plastic bottle and recite; Nourishment for myself that she shall feed me.

Give a kiss to the stuffed toy and recite; a favored toy, broken, that she shall mend for me.

Fold the terry cloth three times into a square and recite; Warmth and protection that she shall swaddle me.

Uncap and place the lipstick in the circle, if it requires twisting to extend the lipstick do so while reciting; Her mark to brand my skin a plenty.

Take the knife and make a cut on yourself and discard the knife, the further the better, place your blood on the handkerchief and recite; My flesh undone, her love shall mend.

Lastly place the picture in the center of the star, with your blood make a heart around the picture and recite: An image of her drawn my best.

The following chant may be pronounced however you wish be consistent. Start by stamping one foot and shaking your fists in unison. Begin the chant.

“Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i” John did his best to use a Tuvan throat singing technique. This ritual was the most ridiculous the book offered but it was the easiest to obtain all the ingredients.

“Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i” the other rituals in the book required specific daggers, chalices, expensive jewels, human bones especially skulls. Ritual sites that were half across the world and some even required human sacrifice.

“Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i” yes this was the simplest and compared to one ritual that required masturbating for six months and climaxing at a very specific time, this ritual was better.

“Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i” He hoped this would work. John was a scrawny man with brown hair that covered his ears, peach fuzz for a beard and a rather androgynous figure. He had been picked on it for many years for how he looked. It got under his skin when people made note of it but he was able to shrug it off for the most part. It was last month however that broke the camel’s back.

John worked for a company in oil and gas leases. He worked long and hard hours to get a comfortable life. While even starting out the pay and benefits were good he wanted to climb higher. There was a position open for such a spot he would get to be one of the people you would see when you searched the company name. He had earned that spot with his dedication and hard work. As his boss announced to everyone in the meeting who would receive the position, it was not John but the office lay about Jerry. John stayed after the meeting to demand why Jerry was picked over him. The reason? Jerry was better looking than John, and John was too feminine for a man, ‘he looked like a bearded woman’. Jerry had a strong chin, toned muscles, a thick, short and good looking beard the man was like an adonis next to John, but that was all Jerry had going for him. The man was lazy, sleazy and performed the bare minimum. John of course was pissed over such a stupid reason, and so this ritual had to work, revenge against the whole office, hell against everyone who ever made fun of him while he was at it.

“Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i!” He shouted and stamped harder. “Come on! Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i” he said it had been fifteen minutes now and John was losing his patience. “Stupid piece of shit, fucking come on already! Ymm-om Ym-t Naw-i, come on!” He roared and stomped.

“Shh I hear you sweetie, I am just getting ready. I will be there in a minute” a voice sang out, mature, warm and motherly. The room grew warm, very warm but John felt cold, very cold. The voice came from the darkness of the basement. A pair of different colored eyes, one pink, one blue both with a deep black slit for a pupil, lit up in the corner of the room gazing at John. The soft clack of hooves against stone boomed around the room as the demon began to appear. Her figure was obscured in shadow and John could only make out that something large was hidden in there. The eyes suddenly fell as the creature shrank, the boom hooves became a soft click of heels on the floor. A woman stepped out from the darkness.

The woman had crimson skin even in the poorly lit basement he could see how red she was. Curly chestnut brown hair she had tied in a bun. Large breasts that poked out from beneath a pale blue blues and were restrained from a lacy black bra. Wide child bearing hips that helped create an hourglass figure. Plump thighs constrained beneath a pair of jeans. Her feet were a pair of cloven hooves that gave a firm clack on the cement floor. Each step she took ignited with a cotton candy flame that quickly died out. She noticed John staring at her feet for a moment the pink and blue flames engulfed them like gas on a pyre revealing a pair of slip-on sneakers.

The demon looked down at the floor and smiled warmly. She picked up the bottle of milk and sipped at it, in the blink of an eye the milk was gone. She then plucked up the lipstick and applied it to her lips. She gave a small smack of her lips then turned her focus to the stunned man. “There! Now I am all set,” she chirped and then noticed the picture on the ground. She picked the picture up, an endearing smile on her face. She then turned the picture to John with a warm smile on her face. “This is going up on the fridge, you are so talented” she chimed and the picture was swallowed up by her flames. She cleared her throat and bowed to John. “Hello sweetie, for what reason have you summoned me?” She asked.

John stood there agape the ritual worked, he could get his revenge. John smiled and did his best to stand firm. “I want fucking revenge against my shithead boss and that fucker Jerry” he said, as he spoke he did notice the demon’s eye twitch but he pressed on. “They fucking put that lazy no good son of a bitch in-” John stopped as the demon gave a firm stamp of her foot and was before him a finger extended at his lips but not touching. It seemed to strain against an invisible wall. A fury was in her eyes while she gave him a small smile.

“My oh my what a potty mouth you have, didn’t your mother teach you not to swear Infront of a lady!” She said sweetly, her eyes seemed to flash like fire to newfound oxygen, but then she lit up with excitement. “Maybe you don’t have one!” She said giddily. “I can’t do anything about that right now, So I do ask you to try and keep the dirty words to a minimum baby” she said and stepped back. “Now how about we try again and this time speak like a big boy”

John began to breathe again after she stepped away he hadn’t realized he was holding his breath as fear ran through him, he even thought he peed a little. “Uh…um W-w-well you see I have this job and I work really hard there. They had a higher position open and well they gave it to this lazy assho-” John stopped as he heard the demon’s foot tapping and a very stern look on her face, arms crossed. “Lazy person” he corrected himself and her tapping settled down. “Was given the position because he was better looking, and I look like a bearded woman” John explained.

“Oh sweetie that is unfair, you are such a handsome little man and you say you are a good helper? how dare they not see such quality. You want me to make it all better?” She asked with a tone of worry. John nodded looking at her as she looked at him with a small pout. “Ok sweetie but first some nasty old paperwork” she said speaking to him like he was a child. She produced a piece of parchment and a crayon. “This contract states that I will deliver upon you, your request with extra flair, in short I will not only get you that cushy little job I will make it where you will be waited on for your every need you will be the face of the company! Just sign and state your name”, she said. John liked that idea; he felt he deserved that for how hard he worked and the injustice they set upon him. He reached for the crayon but stopped.

“What is the catch?” He asked. The demon grinned at him, gave a playful laugh and sighed looking as if she had been caught in a prank.

“In exchange we will be playing a little game, you must follow a set of rules I will lay out and adhere to certain principles. Failure to follow them earns you punishments and disciplines that I will carry out at my discretion. If at any point you decide to quit your job, are fired or decide you don’t want to get that cushy job, I win! To which I will take you back to my little home and do whatever I wish, with you, to you!” She explained. John thought about it for a minute, either the life of relaxation that he has always wanted or whatever hell this demon would make him do. John took the crayon from her and began to write down his name. Either refuse the offer and return to a hell hole or accept and have a chance with the promise of an actual hellhole if he failed, he figured it couldn’t be worse than his job.

“My name is John Cromwell” he said firmly. The demon’s eyes lit up with an excitable fire and she grinned, with a snap of her finger the contract burned away in a cotton candy colored flame. In her glee she clapped her hands and began to sing

“John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, his name is my name too” she giggled and then noticed John with a confused and bewildered look on his face. The demon reached out quickly, ignoring that she startled John and patted his head her fingers running through his hair and gently caressing his cheek she smiled and cooed as she felt him ever joyful to be able to touch him, had it been a hundred? Two hundred maybe a millennium or more since she last interacted with a human. She grinned and giggled with a mixture of mischievous and malicious, longing and love. Finally she calmed down and controlled herself “You may call me Alex!”

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Chapter 2: Settling in

“Rule #1: I require two rooms, one will be for my beauty sleep the other for special purposes, this basement seems perfect for the latter so as long as you can supply the former we are golden!” Alex began. John had a spare bedroom in his house she could use so this rule could be forgotten.
“Rule #2: no entering said rooms without permission!” John didn’t like this as much, more for being denied entry to the basement in case he wanted to store something away or had to check the fuses and such.
“Rule #3 I require moments of cuddling and snuggling for at least an hour every other day. Sexual intercourse and acts of sexual nature will be at my choosing, I am a fond of my summoner begging though.” This grabbed John’s attention it had been a long time since he had sex just the mention of possibly getting some mmgot him excited.
“Rule #4: I am always the big spoon.” Another rule that John could if ore if he had to play little spoon just to have fun with this hot piece would be worth it"
“Rule #5: I am allowed to add rules as I see fit, as long as these rules do not make the game unwinnable for you.” Alex stopped and flipped a page on a clipboard. " Those are the rules that apply specifically to me…now for your rules…

Rule #1: No swearing, yelling, stomping, hitting or anything that may be deemed as a ‘Tantrum’ Whining is permitted but limited to however I see fit.
Rule #2: You will eat any food I put in front of you, said food will of course be edible and will not harm you, make you sick or otherwise endanger your health. I want my big man to be happy for his din-dins not dreading it.
Rule #3: You will be required to have a bedtime of Nine P.M I am allowed to change this depending on good or bad behavior.
Rule #4: You will be required to have a nightlight in your room. Do not remove this.
Rule #5: You will be required to dress however I wish. Any fussing and I may deem it a tantrum.
Rule #6: I will give you chores, failure to perform these chores will result in immediate punishment.
You will be required to follow all these rules, reminder I may and will add rules as I see fit, at times I go by a three strike or three count rule before any punishment is doled out, sound fair?" Alex asked.

“Fine but those rules fucking stupid” John said and noticed her eye twitch.

“That’s one!” Alex chimed, giving John a smile. John cursed himself for breaking a rule already. If any of the rules were going to be hard it was not swearing. John used swear words casually; the people around him never really got offended by it, he tried to not use it to offend people which may be why they never said anything.

“How about we start things off with a bit of food and some TV, get to know each other better” Alex suggested and moved close to John, an arm wrapping gently around his waist and pushering him up the stairs. John blushed as she escorted him all while she gently stroked his arm. It had been sometime since he had been so close to a woman and the rule of cuddling her swam in his mind, he was more than a little excited at the thought of it happening soon.

John helped Alex to the kitchen. She happily clapped her hands and made herself comfortable. In a small flash of pale blue flames her outfit changed to include an apron. She now looked more like a busy mom than before. She examined the state of the kitchen, piles of dishes in the sink and crumbs and stains covered the table. Alex simply smiled and turned to John. “Ok sweetie can you do the dishes while I clean the table. The sooner you get me a nice clean pot the sooner I will make us some lunch ok?” She asked. John gave a sigh and grumbled as he started the water and began to clean the dishes.

Lunch was ready, John didn’t get a chance to see what Alex was cooking. When he finished the dishes she ushered him to the living room and waited. Alex walked into the living room with a set of bowls. Pink and blue flames danced about before John, creating small tables for Alex to set them on. John looked at the food.

“Macaroni and cheese?” He asked

“Mac N’ Cheese!” Alex burst with joy, snatching the remote away from John and shoving a fork to replace it. Alex turned the channel over to some children’s cartoons and with a sigh began to eat. John took a bite of his food, it was good but the scene felt childish.

“Um, why are you watching this?” He asked.

“We are watching Blues Clues, I love putting on these shows, you should find them interesting too, we will be watching these at lunch everyday” Alex said with a big smile which turned a bit mischievous. “Let’s make that a rule actually. You can watch whatever in the morning and evening while at lunch we get this small moment of time to enjoy these kinds of shows.” She said, John gave a huff. Alex was already starting to establish her place here.

“When are you going to improve my job?” He asked.

“I need time and power sweetie, speaking of which, after lunch I will set up my rooms and after that you and I will have a nap” She said and then moved close so her lips were close to his ear. “A bit of cuddling, maybe even heavy petting, become familiar with each other” she whispered, her hand gently rubbing his thigh. He felt her fingers inch closer and closer to his crotch, his manhood becoming erect. Alex smiled and pulled away. John began to hurry to eat, the sooner they were done the sooner to the promised fun. He finished his food but Alex was taking her time. John watched as she slowly ate her food. He tried to go find something else to do but Alex stopped him. He sat there half watching the show, half watching her. The thought of sex plaguing his mind. She must have used some kind of magic because he was more desperate than ever. Alex seemed to get joy out of watching him squirm. She deliberately made small moans, licked the cheese off her fork in an overtly sexual manner any way possible to exude the small part of her nature. By the time she was done it had been maybe four shows worth.

“Ok, if you can set the couch up for a small nap while I-” John was half across the room and gone before she could finish her sentence. Alex went about setting up her two rooms she wanted. It didn’t take long with the bit of power she had left she would need a long cuddle session to get back what had been used today.

John was waiting for her when she returned, his jeans sporting a little tent, he was far too eager for this. Alex settled into the couch and pulled John down with her. He moved in to kiss her but she stopped his lips from reaching hers.

“Ah, ah, ah, we are just cuddling” she said, feeling him start to dry hump her. “My goodness, settle down, is this how you would treat a normal girl?” She asked. She knew he couldn’t help it. Her aura as a succubus wasn’t terribly strong but it was present, enough for man to want to get close but not so much he would want to have sex. However John’s reaction was most likely because he hadn’t had sex in a long time and now here was a woman exuding a sexual presence to him. His lips kept trying to find some exposed skin, his hands groped at her and his hips couldn’t stop grinding into her. She tried to calm him down and get him to relax but he kept trying to excite her. “Sto-o-p” she spoke firmly and demandingly while she held his chin, looked deep in his eyes and held him there. “If I let you get all that pent up energy out, promise to be a good boy and listen to Mommy?” She asked her free hand gently rubbing at his crotch. John nodded, he wanted this so bad. “Then beg”

“Please” he begged, “please let me fuck you, please let me have sex, I’ll be good, I’ll listen to you, I’ll do what you say, just please!” He begged, Alex grinned and let him beg a bit more.

“Say please Mommy” she ordered.

“Please Mommy” he obeyed

"Say ‘Pwease Mommy I wanna make big boy squirties’ ‘’ she smiled and watched him. John hesitated a moment the words were stupid and it made things a bit awkward. Her hand had made its way into his pants and grasped him, urged him on, promised him of heated passion and desperate release. He couldn’t take much more of this, his lust breaking his pride.

“Please Mommy I want to cum”

“Say it right!” She demanded squeezing harder on him, getting him close but keeping him from climaxing.

“Pwease Mommy I wanna make big boy squirties”

“Good boy!” she purred and pulled him into a deep heated kiss “come fuck mommy” she gasped. Her hand deftly undoing his belt and letting him free. As their clothes were stripped away she took note of his nudity, barely any hair across body save for his pubic hair, his penis was below average, she smiled and took note of that. She praised for how big he was and made him feel like there was no one better. Their carnal bliss helped fuel her power a bit and she used it to satisfy the dry spell he had ten times over.

A few hours were spent satisfying his sexual urges. They were well worn out afterwards. “Now let’s try this again!” Alex said with a snap of her fingers flames burned any trace of their love making. They were given a pair of pajamas, blue for him and pink for her. Alex settled onto the couch and pulled John down with her. She held him close and situated herself. “Comfy?” She asked. John nodded. She gently stroked his shirt and rubbed his back. “Just close your eyes and get some rest” she said and began to hum a lullaby to him.

“Why are you singing?” John groaned.

“Shh, you had your fun, let me have mine just try and sleep” she said softly and resumed her song. This was where Alex gained her power, comforting someone, her fingers combing their hair, a hand gently rubbing their back, settling in for a nap. She produced a stuffed bear and placed it on his arms. John groaned but she hushed him. “Just hold it, that’s a good boy” she whispered and began to sing again. After a time she soon fell asleep.

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Chapter 3: Good Night, Sleep Tight

John awoke on the couch, something was in his arms, something soft and squishy. Still feeling a bit amorous he gave it a deep squeeze as he thought of the passion he shared with Alex. Yet what was in his arms was not her.

“Aww” came a soft quiet voice. John quickly turned about to look toward the sound. Alex was standing over him grinning, a look of joy and love on her face. “Hello! Did you have a good nap?” She asked. John was a bit confused and looked about. He was covered in a space patterned blanket and a stuffed bear in his arms. He tossed off the blanket and threw the bear away as he sat up. He was still dressed in his PJs while Alex sported a button up blouse and jeans with sneakers.

“I guess…” he grumbled seeing Alex beaming with joy at him.

“Well that little bit of cuddling really helped energize me. I am all settled in and have begun my end of the deal.” She said,

“So how soon can I get that promotion?”

“Results may vary, I need time and power and one little cuddle session is not going to be enough. You should be receiving an email sometime soon about a wonderful happy vacation in lieu of your promotion. It gives us more time to cuddle.” Alex explained, a vacation did sound nice. John had been working his ass off for a few years and didn’t take much time off. Although vacation would be nice, that promotion was far more important.

“Sounds nice but how is this going to help? If I am not at work how can I get that promotion?” he asked.

“I can’t explain every little detail, for now, just understand, cuddling equals nourishment, nourishment equals power, power equals you win.” The demon said her baby blue and pink eyes flashed with glee. John mulled over what she explained. He also got the idea that more power she gained also meant she could win.

“So then how many times do we need to cuddle for this to work?” He asked.

“Ask a girl her weight while you are at it. Just relax, I will fulfill my end of the bargain, I am bound by the contract just as much as you are. All you need to worry about is playing my little game and not breaking my rules.” Alex then clapped her hands together “Speaking of which, let’s play a game, after that we will have dinner, wash up then bed time!” Alex said.

“What game?” John asked.

“Just a little card game, with consequences. If I win, I will ask you to do something for me and if you win you can ask me to do something”

“Sex every night” John replied he didn’t need to think about it.

“You need to win first,” Alex grinned.

The game was Uno with each card having a small ability to help extend the game. John had a handle on the game for a while and everytime he got close Alex would snatch his victory away. He soon realized Alex with her little demon gifts would always have a trick up her sleeve and would play dirty. He could never catch her in the act of cheating if she was at all. In the end it was Alex who won. She revelled in her victory and admired the lasting anguish as John began to think exactly what she would have him do…or be done to him.

After several minutes of wallowing in his thoughts she decided to announce what she wanted. She produced a razor and set it down towards him.

“Shave yourself, all but the hair on your head” she told him.

“That’s it, get yourself nice and smooth all over and if I am satisfied with the result I’ll even give you a reward” Alex said. John took the razor and headed for the bathroom. He shaved every bit of hair he could reach until it was all gone except for what was on his head. There wasn’t much of a change but his lack of beard made him look younger and more feminine, the whole reason for the beard, his lack of pubes helped make me feel that as well, he didn’t want to but he wasn’t going to argue against a demon.

Alex rapped on the door, “Sweetie let me see, I wanna make sure you did a good job” she called in and the door slowly opened. Alex smiled wide at the sigh of all his hair being gone. John was surely getting a bit excited from being seen naked. Alex walked over to him and ran a hand up his leg. “Very good, so smooth” her hand soon grasped ahold of his slowly erecting penis and began to gently work it. “Such a good boy” she whispered in his ear, “you know if you were a bit shorter you could pass for a little boy” Alex felt him stiffen a bit and continued her effort. “and you have such pretty long hair, and nice body, you could pass for a girl”

“No” John whined but Alex’s ministrations were keeping him in place getting closer to climax.

“No? You sure? Doesn’t sound very honest. You did a good job shaving your body, so smooth now like a girl, like you have done this before” she said with a smirk.

“No” John whined and tried to push her away but she pulled him to her breasts pressing into his back and she began to work his penis more urgently.

“You earned this sweetie don’t push away, you want to make cummies?”

“Y-yes” John whined.

“Yeah? Are you gonna be a naughty boy and make squirties all over the floor for mommy to clean up.”

“N-no”

“Naughty boys do like to lie sweetie, don’t you want to make cummies”

“Yes”

“Then beg like I taught you”

“Pwease Mommy I wanna make squirties”

“Good boy” Alex doubled her efforts and waited to feel his cock throb “Cum for me baby girl!” She said and then aimed his cock down as he hit his climax. “Good girl cumming for me, naughty boy for making a mess on the floor” she purred in his ear while he was getting his breath.

Humiliated and spent, John sulked in his room while Alex cleaned up his mess and made dinner. “Sweetie dinner is ready” she called up to him. John came down a moment longer and looked at what was served for dinner. “Spaghetti and meatballs!” Alex sang and noticed John’s sullen expression. “What’s the matter sweetie?” She asked only for the reply to be a glare from John. “Don’t pout, you were liking it”

“No I wasn’t” John grumbled.

“Alright cranky butt, finish your food and wash the dishes, I think you need an early bedtime.”

“What?! That’s not fair, you humiliate me and then Say, go to your room.” John yelled

“You are tired from today’s events, I mean you summoned a demon that boo-boo takes a bit of energy not many can be so reckless. You threw a tantrum to get my attention which I am sure was exhausting. Plus the little fun before your nap and the little bit before din-dins, it is understandable that you might be a bit cranky.” Alex said, John glared at her.

“Fine but screw the dishes” he growled.

“That’s fine, you can leave them to me, you don’t need to be a big boy and finish your chores I understand.” Alex grinned at this. John stared at her down.

“Do your worst” he said. Alex gave a short laugh, her smile as wicked as hell, her eyes lit with amusement and glee.

"If I did my worst sweetie, I would be giving you what you wanted without compensation. No, I am going to do my best, at my pace slowly I will make you realize how little you need that job, that your desire for that promotion is meaningless’ ’ she said then gave a joyful sigh and smiled sweetly at him. “If you are truly not going to finish your chores then you can go to bed, but!” Alex got up and walked over to him sliding a finger along the table and up this arm. “Best we have you wear something appropriate” she then flicked her finger along his pajamas like striking a match, pink and blue flames burned at them for a moment. When they calmed down John was in a set of superhero pj’s.

“What gives?!” John yelled. Alex smiled and began to usher him toward the bedroom. He tried to resist but she was far stronger than he was, demonically so.

“You don’t want to be a big boy and do your chores, no big boy PJs for you young man. Now off to bed! I can come tuck you in and read you a bedtime story if you want.” Alex said she was a bit hopeful that he would say yes.

“No, I can do that myself” he said and found he was ushered into the bathroom. Alex made him brush his teeth then took him to his room where she installed a nightlight. “I don’t need a nightlight!” He said, Alex gave him a sly grin.

“This is part of the contract sweetie so I must insist.” She said, came over and although he didn’t want it she helped tuck him in and gave his forehead a small kiss. “Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite, but if they do then take your shoe and hit them until they are black and blue” Alex sang softly as she walked to the door and softly closed it. John felt drowsy all of a sudden and at the soft click of the door being closed fell deep into sleep

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Chapter 4: Just A Dream

“Can you answer the question Johnathan?” A mature voice asked. John looked up to see an older woman in a suit behind the desk. On the desk before him were several notes and paper covered in various numbers and signs that John could only guess was some form of calculus. John stared at the paper for a while, the numbers moving and the signs changing; he couldn’t get a grasp.

“Come on honey, you can do it,” his mother encouraged. John looked up at his mother, it was Alex! dressed in business casual attire. She smiled warmly down at him, getting him to focus on the paper before him.

“I-i can’t. It’s too hard” he whined. Alex gave him a soft smile.

“If he doesn’t know basic math it would be best if he was placed in a grade that reflected that. How does he do with other children?” The principal asked.

“He is very shy, partly because of his lack of potty training.” Mommy Alex said. John looked at her, betrayed how she could say such things. He was potty trained and he was a big boy!

“If that is true, then he is most suited to daycare, where he can get used to other kids and learn how to use the potty.” The principal said. Their conversation became a blurred mess and voices droned to unintelligible mumble. The next thing John knew he was standing before a very colorful door with laminated cartoon characters made from paper plates and drawn with crayon. He was led into the room by Alex who introduced him and handed off some paperwork.

“Mommy will be back later sweety, you behave and be a good boy” Mommy said, gave John a kiss on the forehead and left him with the daycare attendant.

“Ok Johnny, are you ready to have some fun?” The nanny asked. “Before we get started let me check your pull-up” she pulled John close and pulled the elastic on the back of his pants. She gave a small ‘oh!’ and let the elastic go. “It seems you had a messy accident, sweety, come on let’s get you cleaned up.” She said and led him over to a changing table where she lifted him into it and began to remove his pants and pull-up. Wait pull-up he wasn’t a toddler. The nanny wiped at his bottom and cleaned him up, applying a bit of baby oil on his bottom and producing a diaper. John began to squirm.

“I-i don’t need diapers, I need pull-ups.” He told her. Even though he didn’t need pull-ups either.

“I know sweety, but it is a rule here, if you make a poo-poo you are placed in diapers for the rest of the day and we tell Mommy you failed potty training today.” She said and began to unfold the diaper and slide it under his bottom. He felt the soft cushion of the diaper on his bottom followed by the cool sprinkle of baby powder. As the nanny taped the diaper to him he realized the diaper was pink with pictures of princesses on it.

“H-hey wait, these are girl diapers! I’m a boy” he yelled.

“You are?!” The nanny said surprised and looked at a clipboard. “It says here you are a girl, named Jenny.” She said and gave a small laugh. “Mommy must be silly, she marked off the wrong stuff and her handwriting isn’t very clean see” she said showing the clipboard but all the words and checkboxes we’re like a foreign language, at best he could read the poor handwriting st the top which was supposed to read Jonny, but the ‘O’ looked like and ‘E’ and Mommy had forgotten the ‘H’ in his name. “We will have Mommy correct that when she gets back, but for now, I must follow the rules and this paperwork says you are a girl, so I will be treating you like one, Jenny!” The nanny said and removed the rest of John’s clothes. “And there is a dress code for all students and charges.” The nanny then pulled out a frilly white dress and pink bow.

``No, please not that!" John begged and the nanny smiled at him.

“Sweetie, all little girls wear this, it is either this or I treat you like a baby, which is better?”

“Anything but the dress,” he said. The nanny took the dress away and pulled out something else. A light pink onesie and some other things. John was about to refuse those as well but the nanny simply shoved a pacifier in his mouth that he began to greedily suck on. He tried to spit it out but every effort resulted in the opposite.

“Oh? Are you happy with the pacifier? Maybe we should move you to the nursery full time so you can be a baby, normally that pacifier is spat out by kids who are a bit older.” She began to dress him in the onesie which had colorful blocks on it that spelled ‘Baby Girl’; he was also given matching mittens and booties. After he was dressed John was taken over to a crib and forced to lay down in it. “Now you have been a bit cranky so I think a bottle and a nap will do you some good Baby Jenny.” The nanny said. John was soon given a baby bottle that he couldn’t help but drink down as if it was water in the desert. “Wow! Look at that it normally takes a bit more coaxing for the little ones being punished like this. Since you seem to love it so much we will be moving you to the nirsery.” He soon felt his eyes grow heavy and he hoped he would wake up from this dream

John did wake but he was still in the crib, still dressed in the pink onesie. The nanny retrieved him and for the rest of the day he was made to play with other babies. The day went by quickly and his mother soon came to pick him up. As the nanny handed off ‘Baby Jenny’ John noticed how happy Mommy Alex was to see her ‘baby girl’. John was soon carried down the hall and began to feel his diaper grow warm and heavy.

“Well I guess it’s true, you do need diapers sweety. That’s ok honey, mommy has a nursery all set up for you at home, we will get you home, change into a new diaper, and a nice bottle of milk for you. It’s ok sweetie, you can be a baby for as long as you want” she said. John held close to his mommy, unable to stop a warm log from entering his diaper. He closed his eyes knowing mommy would take care of it. He wanted to be a big girl, but it was obvious he needed diapers so a baby he would remain.

John awoke with a start “Mommy my-” he gasped but the sound of his voice cut through his thoughts and he stopped. He wasn’t sure what he was about to say; he knew his dream influenced it. He was back in the waking world, but he tried to remember the dream. Alex was in it, she was a figure he loved dearly and…he couldn’t remember. He looked around the room and saw Alex there with a big grin on her face.

“You were saying?” She asked, “you called me Mommy” she cooed. John thought back on the dream he could barely remember anything it was so fuzzy.

“No I didn’t” he grumbled. Alex shrugged and began to pick out a set of clothes for him. John shifted out of bed and as he removed the covers felt a cold wetness around his waist.

“Oh no!” Alex gasped, John looked to see that he had wet the bed. Panicking John tossed the covers back on and turned away from Alex burying his face in the pillows. Alex almost as quickly moved onto the bed and gently began to rub his shoulder. “Hey, hey, it’s ok…come here” she spoke softly and did her best to pull him back around. John resisted her attempts but she was persistent “come here, come here it’s ok” shen trying to pull him into a hug wouldn’t work without outright forcing him with her demonic strength she settled for giving him a hug and resting into him. “There is nothing to be embarrassed about it was just an accident” she said a mumble came from within the pillow, “I can’t hear you, can you come out of there?” She asked and John moved his head just enough so his mouth was free.

“You are going to make me wear diapers now aren’t you?” He asked grudgingly. Alex gave a soft chuckle and patted his shoulder which turned into rubbing his back.

“That would be fun!” She admitted “but I would start with a scheduled potty time before bed and a pair of goodnites.” She explained. “This was just an accident sweety, do you know how much stress you actually have placed on yourself? You summoned a demon, a being of great and terrible power who you made a deal with for your very existence! Did you even notice you, not once, used the potty yesterday. Your body was tense and finally after going to sleep it could relax and you were exhausted so you didn’t wake and nature took it’s course” she said. John appeared from the pillow and looked at her. She gave him a sincere smile as he became less flustered.

“It is embarrassing,” he mumbled.

“Embarrassing yes but not something I am going to punish you for…because they are your bed sheets, I know you are a big boy and can change them yourself” she grinned, gave him a hug and stood up. “Now get cleaned up and ready I will get breakfast ready, worry about your bed a little later” with that she left the room.

John did as he was told he took a shower, changed into the clothes Alex set out for him, surprised to see it was something he would normally wear, and headed for breakfast. Breakfast today was pancakes, bacon, sunny side up eggs, toast with jam and a mug of coffee. John was rather happy with this. Today was nothing special other than him having to clean the sheets. Alex didn’t say a word to him, only smiled at him and carried on cleaning the house. However he could see her eyes seemed to tell a different story

‘You made pee-pee in the bed’ they seemed to sing. ‘You will need pampers in bed from now on’ they teased. ‘Can I even trust you to stay dry during the day?’ they mocked. He wasn’t sure how much he could take.

As lunch came about Alex served chicken nuggets and carrot sticks turned the TV on to some kiddy program. John looked at her wondering how much she truly loved teasing him about his morning accident. Alex turned to look at him. “Can I help you?” She asked curious as to why he was staring at her. John could hear it again from those odd colored eyes.

‘Do you need the potty? Do I need to put you in diapers?’ It was the last straw.

“I get it I peed the bed that doesn’t mean I need…padded…underwear” he yelled. Alex jumped and was taken aback by his sudden outburst.

“W-what? I know…I said it was-”

“Just an accident, yeah you said that but I can see you are thinking otherwise!” He interrupted. Alex scowled and placed her hands in her lap.

“You need to calm down, I understand it was upsetting for you but I have not been thinking other thoughts, maybe it will be best if you take a nap” Alex suggested.

“And right there! You keep treating me like a child, you make this children’s food!” He yelled

“John calm down for just a moment” Alex said in a stern tone.

“You give me teddy bears and night lights!”

“One!” Alex glared at him as she began to count.

“Make me wear children’s clothes and tuck me in like I’m 6”

“Two!”

“Then I have to go to work dressed like a 10 year old”

“Three!” In a flash Alex grabbed John by the forearm and pulled him over her knee she yanked his pants down and delivered three firm strikes to his bottom. She then swung for a fourth but gently rested her hand on his thigh her hand straight as board so he understood this hand wasn’t going to be playing. John was quiet, shocked say what just happened. “Now! Are you going to listen?” She asked but didn’t wait for a reply his silence was all that was needed. “I explained this to you Johnathan, summoning a demon is stressful to humans. Our presence is unnatural to this world, there is a reason most rituals require such extreme rules and sacrifice. They are deterrents; they are meant to place doubt and fear in you.”

“But yours” John interrupted and was rewarded with another firm slap to his thigh.

“Momma is talking sweetie,” she said. “Yes, mine is very relaxed when compared to all the others. I don’t require blood, semen, killing or anywhere special or specific times. Do not think however that in my ritual I am not as terrible and powerful as any other demon.” Alex then leaned in close to his ear. “In daemon society I am actually considered noble blood, do you understand what that means? You summoned one of the most powerful demons from the other realm” She let that linger on his ear for a moment, her hand that held his arm let go and gently ran her fingers through his hair. After a moment she returned to hold him down and sat up straight. “Now here is what is going to happen John. You are a bit cranky, I am going to give you six more swats on your bottom for being rude, inconsiderate and almost throwing a tantrum. Then you will be put down for a nap. From now on you will have a nap before lunch everyday to help with your crankiness. And since you firmly believe I am treating you like a child then I will make it true starting with being tucked in every night and being read a bedtime story, understand, so without further delay, the first part of your punishment.” She said and began to firmly spank with the last one being far harder than the previous spanks.

Alex took John over to the spare bedroom as it was closer to the living room. Alex had made this her room, his mind raced on the thoughts of what all she altered to the room. His pants were left behind strewn in the hallway. Alex swished a finger in front of the door knob and then opened the door. The room was overall normal. The blankets were pink a large bear sat near the head of the bed and the room smelled of lavender and vanilla. Other than that it was very clean with no real changes to it. Alex parked John in front of the bed and went to the dresser. She pulled out a pair of pink panties with a little now and matching pajamas. She set them on the bed. “Put these on!” She spoke softly but with authority.

“No! I will just get my own from my room!” He said with a whine in his voice.

“I am not delaying your nap by another second and you most certainly will not go to bed naked, put them on young man, or I will make this punishment worse.” Her tone was more firm with a hint of anger. Not wanting another spanking John put on the panties and slipped into pajama pants.

“Can I keep my shirt on?” He asked since it was a cotton polyester shirt he figured it was just as fit for a pajama top.

“You may” she said and then helped him into the bed and tucked him in. She petted his head for a moment. “I do these things out of love sweetie, I want you to know that. I love you, I know we know very little of each other, but I love you, it’s in my nature. Have a good nap” she gave his forehead a kiss and left the room.

John settled in for a nap, the panties made him feel trapped. After a lot of shifting and adjusting he got comfortable and settled in for his nap.

John was surrounded by many beautiful naked women. He gave a sigh of relief for once he was getting a normal dream. The women surrounded him, kissed him, and worshiped him. Their hands were all over him, most notably the bulge in his diaper.

Wait…

John looked down he wore a thick white diaper that crinkled as the women rubbed their hands over it.

“You really like your diaper don’t you?” The women asked. They sounded like Alex no now that he got a better look at them they were Alex however one by one the many Alex disappeared until there was just one. “Doesn’t this feel so much better than just a hand?” Alex asked, still rubbing him through the diaper. “You weren’t this hard when we had sex, the diaper must feel that good, they way it holds you like a hug, how soft it is against your skin, how safe you must feel knowing you could just go without ever knowing and it would keep all your mess inside”

“Yes!” John gasped trying to break free from her.

“Just imagine, if you were a baby, My baby, you could wear it everyday. The adult fun would end but you would still be in a diaper and it would still feel just like a hug, just as soft, just as safe” Alex whispered her hand had moved from his diaper but his hips were thrusting into it now. “Just a bit longer sweetie, you can be an adult for just a bit longer so enjoy your diaper as an adult for as long as that time remains, for now wake up John”

John felt gentle nudging on his shoulder and sweet voice softly calling him. “Wake up John” Alex called. John groaned and opened his eyes. “Wakey, wakey nap times over” she said. John rubbed his eyes and sat up. “We fully rested sweetie? Let’s get you properly dressed. I’ll warm up your lunch, I am sure you are hungry now” she said. John sat up and looked at himself. A dark grey shirt with light pink pants. As he undressed he saw the panties and saw he was sporting a large tent in them. Alex gave a soft giggle. “Did you have a naughty boy dream or…” John shot her a glance and quickly went about removing them. “You don’t need to be embarrassed if you like them sweetie I’ll let you have them, especially if there are naughty stains in them”

“It…it was a naughty dream lots of women I was heaving sex with” he lied. Alex smiled and her eyes seemed to say that she knew he was lying but she said nothing more and handed him his pants back. John got dressed and once more they were in front of the TV with a children’s show on and chicken nuggets on a plate in front of him.

John got his bed all set up for later that night. Him and Alex spent the day relaxing, they played a game with no bets to Alex’s disappointment. “Why do devils love making bets and contracts?” John asked.

“Well for one, it is their source of power and two I am a demon not a devil” she said.

“You look like a devil”

“Don’t be racist Johnny, I look like this because of the contract, I must retain a human form. Whatever doesn’t look human is so I am not straining as much. Though yes, even in my real form I resemble a bit like a devil, there are stark differences.”

“Such as?” John asked, Alex shot him a glare.

“Ask a girl her measurements Johnny, if you are that curious you can forfeit the game and we can go back to my place and you can see for yourself…for the rest of eternity.” She said with a smirk.

“So what is the difference? For what you can tell me”

“Well for one, demons do not require contracts or bets to gain or use their powers. That book you summoned me from places me under contract first. Which is why a lot of rituals fail. Demons do not like being bound by contracts; our powers are limited and we must follow a bunch of rules.”

“So does that mean you wanted to be summoned?”

“I agreed to be summoned, yes. Not very many humans are going to pick the simple childish ritual in a book of dark blood rituals and virgin sacrifices. Which such rituals are to tell you humans to not do them in the first place and if you do somehow manage them, by Buddha’s teat you deserve whatever horror the sadistic mad ones devise for you in The Pits.”

“Yours isn’t dark or horrible, it is why I picked it”

“What about Geoffrey’s ritual. You just need to masturbate furiously and cum on a pentagram at exactly Midnight Greenwich Mean Time, ooh! Or if you do that but the pentagram is a bunch of pictures of furries and traps, you’ll get Xach, not very powerful but he has a lot of drugs and can mix up the best trip you will ever want and the sex will make you cum your soul out.” Alex said.

“Yeah! No, just…tell me about yours”

“Well it’s the odd one out. The book is full of dark horrible rituals and by design and age the pages fall out a lot. Mine especially which is by design. Tell me when you came upon my ritual, what did you think?”

“Like some child wrote it and left it there” he said.

“Exactly! Why perform a ritual that doesn’t need blood sacrifices in a ritual book that has nothing but blood sacrifices. So the fact you performed it is impressive…and I was curious” she said. “So be honored I didn’t have to answer your summons but I did. Now no more stalling you landed on my boardwalk, so pay up mister” Alex said.

“I damn well shouldn’t because you cheated to get boardwalk!” John yelled as Alex giggled.

Dinner came and went, and soon it was time for sleep. After a warm shower John was joined by Alex in his bedroom who had picked out his pajamas. Whether he wanted it or not Alex was putting him in his pajamas as part of his punishment from this afternoon. She got him naked and presented a little something to him. “Maybe just for tonight, you would want to try these” she revealed in her hands the pair of pink cotton panties with a little bow to him. “I think you will like wearing them and you were so cute in them for your nap and-” John snatched the underwear from Alex pinched one end between index and thumb used his other thumb to help stretch them out and aimed for the hamper across the wall. He adjusted to fire a bit high to scout for their light nature and elastic then let go. The panties flew across the room and struck the lid of the hamper falling down into the wicker basket closing the lid behind them, a practiced shot he made many times with his own undies. “Good shot…fine then, I hope to convince you without making it a punishment, I really think you should get in touch with your feminine side” she teased.

“No, Natta, Nein, Het, Nay, Non, Não, Nu, Nej” John argued

“I will be sure to remember that, but you know I could say it is in your contract that I can dress you up however I want” Alex grinned watching as the horror of realization crossed John’s face.

“Please No…” John whined.

“I am not going to, I don’t want it to be a punishment, when you are out in a cute dress and dolled up as my little girl, I want it to be because you wanted it, but we will end the teasing here, let’s get you into jammies!” Alex said. She sat him on the bed and worked to get him into a pair of dinosaur print undies, matching pajama bottoms and top. She shifted the blankets aside and helped him into bed tucking him in tightly. Next cotton candy flames erupted in her hands revealing a book. “Danny and the Dinosaur, see? Just like on your jammies!” She cooed. John could see how much she loved this. He lay there and let her read him the story. As the thought about it for a punishment it was mostly just humiliating. She could be whipping him, spanking many other horrible things but no, she was just tucking him in for the night and reading him a story. After the story Alex got up and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Good Night, Sleep Tight, Don’t let the Bed Bugs Bite, and if they Do then take your Shoe and hit Them until they are Black and Blue” she sang and shut the door as he fell asleep

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Chapter 5: Compromise

John stood in the vast cold white space of the vinyl bathroom. Sinks dotted the hills and tubs littered the valleys of this grandiose room. He wandered about searching for the toilet. Every step he took his bladder would fill and his bowels would churn. He needed to find the toilet he knew it was somewhere. He had left the safety and warmth of his bed traveled the temperate fields of the living room just to come to here, the cold bleak tundra of the bathroom. Had he stayed where he was he would still be warm but that was not where big boys went potty only babies could have the comfort of warmth and potty, he was not a baby.

Just over a hill John could see his goal now, a large porcelain throne where only big boys and adults could go, soon he could have his release. Scattered before the toilet were small training potties, a trap for the weak willed. It was tempting by now John knew his bladder would fail and his bowels would give way. There they sat in droves waiting for the desperate to pick them to allow him to finally release the pain and pressure in his body. If he chose the. However he wouldn’t be called a big boy.

John walked his mind set and his goal before him. There came a low growl from somewhere nearby John turned there was nothing but the training potties, he approached one and the growl intensified until the small pink training potty leapt st John sharp claws reaching out and teeth gnashing. John yelled and delivered a swift kick to the plastic potty. “I am going to the potty!” John yelled in defiance. They wouldn’t stop him, he wouldn’t be a baby. He soon came upon the toilet, the seat of adults and big kids. John undid his pants and approached the porcelain throne.

As John was ready to relieve himself the toilet came to life. Many arms lashed out and grabbed John. They hoisted him high into the air and began to lower him down, down towards a gaping maw of teeth and rush of swirling water that would pull him into a back void. John struggled until one was was free he punched at the arms until they let him go. He fell and hit the ground scrambling quickly to get to his feet and run. The toilet monster bellowed to the sky, his voice carrying across the vinyl tundra. All went quiet but it wasn’t long before John heard them, the many mini monster potties all replying, all hungry, John ran.

Using the toilet didn’t matter for now, surviving was the only goal now. He had to run, run, run as fast as he could, outrun them all. Maybe he thought maybe they will tire and it will be then that he will have his chance to use them. His legs however would not move. “No, not like those dreams!” He cried one leg slowly raising slowly lowering dragging him forward even though he was pushing himself beyond his limits to go as fast as possible and faster. His legs refused to match the speed he needed. The potties would soon catch him, devour him, swallow him down in those terrifying maws that swirled like a cyclone down into pitch dark emptiness.

Yet there was one way, one way he could live. It was off in the distance but he could make it before the swarm of potties got him, a changing table. On it were diapers. If he could just make it there and wear them he could survive. He didn’t need to use them, he could trick the potties, wear one of them and say he was a baby and then when their guard was down relieve himself in them. John hurried and soon made it to the changing table. He pulled out a diaper and tried to figure out how to put it on. Magically it opened up and became sealed around him. If felt soft, it felt warm it made him feel safe. If it wasn’t for the frigid air of the bathroom he could be in pure bliss. To be in his bed while wearing a diaper, warm very warm and no worry about wetting the bed or messing it.

The toilets approached and John snapped from the daydream. “Look I’m in a diaper now ok? I’m a baby!” He told them but the toilets continued their approach. “I’m a baby! Can’t you see I need diapers!” John gestured to the puffy thick crinkly diaper he was wearing. They still continued to approach, no they knew John underestimated them, they were far more intelligent. Only an adult could trick them. “Ok fine I’ll prove it!” He said he squat down a d began to push. It didn’t take long for a thick log of poop to enter his diaper, as soon as he felt it leave his body and mish against his diaper his bladder soon followed without his command. His diaper felt amazing, warmth blossomed around him that comforted him in the cold tundra. As his pee was absorbed, the extra squish against his butt tickled him. He was a baby now and the toilets had no interest in a baby that couldn’t use them. John was safe.

John sat there knowing he was safe he could go in his diaper without worry of ruining the many floors of the rooms. Yet he couldn’t change into a new diaper. He didn’t know how, Mommy did though, but Mommy was in another room and he wansnt sure where. He didn’t mind, he was in a diaper and he would never need to come back here to relieve himself. He could travel the vast rooms in search of Mommy forgoing any thought of needing the bathroom. Mommy might even find him, and she would change his diaper so he could travel the house for the next adventure.

One day he may return to the bathroom when the rubber duckies returned for the warmer season and the tubs were full of warm water and bubbles, Mommy would be there too she would help bathe him, and when the season would get cold, the tubs would drain and the rubber duckies migrated south. Mommy would take John across the bathroom she would place him on the changing table and put him back in a diaper and he would look across the vinyl and see the many potties and the toilet knowing they would never come for him, not while he needed diapers.

John woke up feeling bliss from such a pleasant dream. It had some scary parts but it turned around and he hadn’t felt so relaxed before. John shifted a bit and his joy turned to cold dread. His butt slipped just a bit in the mess. His jammies clung wetly to his leg. He fully relieved himself in the bed.

Alex entered the room to wake John up. She could hear sniffling coming from the bed. She cautiously approached and slowly the smell came to her. She gently nudged John who gave a whimpering gasp and his crying could be heard. He knew what Alex was going to do and the embarrassment of it all simply made him collapse.

“Oh honey shh, it’s ok” Alex gently spoke, she rubbed at his shoulder and did her best to comfort him. “Come here” she did her best to roll John over and bring him into her arms more. He resisted and he began to cry harder. Alex smiled and pulled a bit harder. "Come’ere, come’ere, come’ere, come’ere’ she sang and kept pulling until he gave and she could hold him in her arms. She rubbed his back and combed his hair calming him down with soft shush and telling him it was alright. “Come on, let us get you cleaned up” she gently spoke. John only whined with an incomprehensible sentence. “No you can’t stay here sweetie it isn’t good for you” John whined something again and sobbed more. “We will talk about that later, right now we need you cleaned up”.

Alex helped John out of bed, the stench of his accident even stronger unleashed from the bedsheets. Yet she didn’t wrinkle her nose at it or tease him. She led him to the bathrooms and helped him out of his clothes.

“C-cant you magic them clean” John mumbled. Alex smiled, gently held his head and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

“The easiest answer is not always the best answer” she said softly. She then sat him on the toilet. "Clean up what you can.’’ John did his best to clean up his muddy backside, flushing in-between a few rounds. When he felt it was sufficient enough he stood up. Alex had been adjusting the faucet in the bathtub so the water would be perfect. “Just let me check,” she said and gave him a smile. “What I am going to ask you may be embarrassing sweetie but if we want a good bath then we need to clean you up a bit better ok?” John nodded, his embarrassment starting to turn to exhaustion. “Ok, then please lay on the mat” she said gestured to a mat and wipes that had appeared. John gave a resigned sigh and moved to lay down.

Alex gently sat down and began her work. She spoke softly, instructing John how to move and went about scrubbing every inch of him clean. She was quick and efficient and John could hear her hum to herself. It didn’t sound like a sound more she was keeping her cooing and comments to herself. Once she was done she helped John into the tub. The water was warm and had some kind of oil in it.

“Just relax, enjoy the warmth and let your muscles relax.” Alex told him. “Let the bubbles take you away” she said. Bubbles? Alex snapped her fingers and John felt gentle thinking at his back. The tub was like a jacuzzi now with jets massaging at every part of his body. Bubbles began to form and overtake the tub. John relaxed. This was all around nice, the water was hot but comfortable, the jets released tension in places he didn’t know were tense. John sank a bit deeper into the tub letting the water wash over him and sweep away the stress and worries he had been holding onto.

“Quack!” A squeak came. John opened his eyes. Alex was holding onto a small yellow rubber duckie and squeezing it near his face. “Quack, quack” it squeaked. Alex had a big warm smile on her face as she played with the rubber duckie. John glared at the rubber duckie.

“You really can’t help treating me like a child can you…” he grumbled.

“I told you I get nourishment from coddling and nurturing, if you had summoned a pure blood succubus she would be riding you until you were bone dry and the only thing left to squirt out is your soul. I am much gentler, I just need moments like this” she told him.

“Quack, Quack” went the duckie.

“As I have said, let me have these moments and I will have power, once I have power, you will have your office, an easy deal, don’t you think? So it would be nice if you could try and enjoy the cartoons, it would be nice if you let me dress you and tuck you in, small simple things. Can you try that for me?” She asked.

“I guess I can”

“There we go, for now though, you just relax in the tub and play with Mr. Duckie” she said handing him the rubber duckie with one last ‘quack’.

John did as he was told. He relaxed in the tub and now and then gave the rubber duckie a squeeze to hear it quack. He started to enjoy playing with the duckie. He began to pretend his hand was a giant squid and would grab the rubber duckie, pull it under the water and launch it back out. Alex soon returned with a set of clothes and a big fluffy towel. “Alright bathtimes over, let’s get you dry and ready for the day” Alex said. John groaned not wanting to leave the bath yet, he was really starting to have fun.

Once dry and dressed John headed for the kitchen to eat. Alex was busy cooking up breakfast when John noticed the clock on the stove. Panic rose through him and then he checked his phone. Monday Nine-O’Clock an hour after he was to be at work.

“Fuck! I’m late for work” John said and scrambled to grab his keys, his phone, his wallet. On his way toward the door, Alex stopped him. “Out of my way I fucking need to go to work!” He yelled.

“Calm down, I have taken care of it, go check your email” Alex told him. John was still in a rush Alex had to push him toward hao computer to get him to look at it.

There was one new message which read;

Dear John, we have decided to give you one entire month off of paid vacation. We appreciate your dedication to the company and want to apologize for not awarding the promotion you rightly deserve. We know this is not enough to make up for the lack of promotion. We hope it does show our appreciation for your time and effort. Enjoy your vacation. Should you decide to vacation out of state feel free to put any hotel and restaurant charges on company time.
From David Whitaker.

David was John’s boss and John knew he wouldn’t go this far for anyone let alone John. John looked up at Alex,

“This can’t be real,” he said.

“Don’t underestimate my power, Johnny, a little flick of the wrist here and twirl of the finger there, a late night visit as a personified night terror demon threatening to suck the soul out of the man of he doesn’t give little Johnny boy an extra special vacation for the lack of promotion,” she said

“You fucking did what!” Alex simply laughed at John.

“No, no, I just went to him, put on the succubus charm and ‘Charmed’ him, he believed I was your mother so it was easy to promise him a few nights of a good time if he gave my little Johnny a little extra vacation time”

John began to feel a flame of jealousy thinking of his boss with Alex. He was having sex with Alex while John was getting bath times and cartoons. “That’s not fair, I summoned you, I should be the one to fu-” John felt a finger firmly pressed on his lips. In his panic to get to work he hadn’t noticed a furious flame that roared off of Alex.

“Careful young man, if you said that word, that would be four bad boy words from that potty mouth of yours” she said. John shrank back realizing now he was in trouble. He had said three bad words in the last few minutes. Alex grabbed his chin harshly, not a smile on her face, just a fierce look of anger. “You have such a dirty mouth, young man, move to the bathroom now!” She ordered.

John went to the bathroom and he sat down on the toilet as Alex presented a bar of soap. “we need to wash that mouth, maybe with a clean mouth we won’t hear bad words”

“I’m sorry I was just in a panic and-”

“Apologies are not going to cut it, you said those bad words there is no excuse for it. If I don’t punish you then you get away with it, and if you think you got away with it the last time, you can get away with it a second, or a third” she said. She then held the soap before him. "now say ‘Ahh’ " John opened his mouth and in went the soap. He held the sopanon his mouth for three minutes before Alex made him wash all the soap out of his mouth. “Have we learned out lesson?” Alex asked. John simply nodded. “Let’s hope so, now go play” John hurried off from the bathroom.

John had breakfast and now with an entire month off from work he decided to start off his vacation with some video games. A few hours went by when Alex intervened.

“Alright sweetie find a stopping point, it’s time for your nap” she said. John gave a groan paused his game and placed his console into rest mode. Once that was done Alex set up his nap spot on the floor. They laid down together where she sang to him and combed his hair, cuddling until he fell asleep.

After nap time was lunch, John did his best to watch the cartoons she put on. The characters frolicking about in their simple innocent world, solving easy problems and resolving things by talking. John started to see why Alex enjoyed them.

“You’re e probably forced to enjoy these shows if you care for kids a lot,” he stared.

“I have always enjoyed these cartoons, but nothing brings me more joy than watching the little ones enjoy them. Glad to see you are paying attention at least” she said. After lunch was over John found himself watching a couple more shows before he returned to his games.

That was his day, it went by rather quickly as he enjoyed it how he liked. Alex gave him snacks, made sure he did some chores that he complained about doing mid game. Dinner was served and it wasn’t long before Alex was telling him it was time for bed. He changed into his pajamas, happy Alex let him wear his normal paitlr. He was tucked into bed and read a story before she got up to leave.

“Good Night, Sleep Tight, Don’t let the bed bugs bite, and if they do then Take your shoe and-”

“Hit them until they are black and blue” John finished her rhyme and saw her pink and blue eyes flash with glee, this seemed to really make her happy. She shut the door leaving John in the glow of his nightlight and fell asleep.

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Chapter was good as ever! Keep it up, you have one of my favorite new stories.

To let you all know, I am actually a chapter ahead in my writing, so on posting this Chapter 7 is fully written. I just need to go over any spelling errors or incorrect grammar that Google docs finds. Sometimes while re-reading I find a better way to tell the story and whole dang thing gets rewritten. I do this just in case I lose inspiration and an exceptionally long time comes where I don’t post anything, I’ll have a chapter to plop in when I feel I am taking too long.

Today is an exceptionally inspired day, typically I write a bit in the morning but today I feel like writing into Chapter 8. So here is hoping to posting Chapter 7 in these next couple of days!

Chapter 6: Boogeymonster

John woke in a cold sweat his heart pounding. He wasn’t startled awake by something in his dream it was something else. He had that horrible crawling feeling of being watched. He looked around his room and noticed the door was cracked open. Alex must have come to check on him. Yet something didn’t feel right. That is when he heard something, a crash, coming from the kitchen. John jumped up from his bed and opened the closet grabbing a wooden bat he kept just in case someone broke into his house. He crept slowly down the hall toward the kitchen. He could see some shadow in the darkness. His eyes playing tricks on him as the shadows wanted to merge and distort the silouette of the man. John reached for the light switch, held the bat firm and gave the switch a flick.

For a moment, just a second the flood of light revealed the man, no, this was no man. What John thought was the distorting shadows was actually the creatures many arms bending in several wrong places like a broken arm. Matted black fur that seemed to ungulate about his body like writhing tentacles or thick black syrup. A massive head on a deformed spider like body. Eight black pits for eyes, a wide mouth with many crooked sharp teeth and chelicerae, that was reminiscent of a mustache. The creature looked up to see John. It was only for a second, and the lights no longer wished to show such a monster, they went out with a pop.

“AaaAHhHhhh” moaned the creature. “An aDult HAs spOtteD mE” he spoke with a click clack of a deep gutteral voice and at the same time a sweet heavenly voice. John heard the creature sniff the air. “NO! A…ChhhIiiIiiLlllDdd” joy and glee resonated deep inside the thing. “On tHe waY to tHE potTy LitTle bOy, LittLE GirL?” It asked. “SeEmS yOu MisSEd it” it said. John began to feel water dripping down his leg. He was peeing himself. In the face of something like this, who could blame him? The creature let out a gasp and John ran back for his room. That thing would kill him. John stopped at Alex’s room as he remembered he had a monster of his own. John pounded on Alex’s door.

“Alex!” He called. The door swung open quickly. A burst of cotton candy flames around her.

“What?!” She asked scared for John and not upset she was so rudely awakened.

"Th-th-theres…"John pointed toward the kitchen. Alex didn’t need another word. Her flames danced around her arms as she headed for the kitchen. A moment went by and she returned, flameless.

“There was nothing there, sweetie,” she said. “But what were you doing up so late?” She asked concern and a hint of annoyance in her voice.

“I heard something in the kitchen and, and t-th-there was this big monster and-”

“Ok calm down,” she said, reaching to pull him into her arms. “You had a horrible nightmare, come on let’s get you cleaned up” she said pulling him back to his room. She got him undressed and went about wiping him down much like yesterday morning. “Alright keep your legs together” she told him and he felt a new pair of underwear slid up his legs. He moved his butt so she could slide it on the rest of the way. As she was getting his dinosaur pajamas on something felt odd. He wrote it off from tiredness and soon Alex had him dressed and back in bed she sang him a lullaby e to help calm him down and soon he was back to sleep.

John woke up and shifted a bit; he felt something wrapped tightly around his morning wood. It was soft and warm. He couldn’t help himself; he hadn’t masturbated in a couple of days. Now he was feeling pent up. He began to imagine Alex, sadly sex was entirely on her call but it wasn’t going to stop him from daydreaming about her. It didn’t take him long cum and so long as he got his underwear into the hamper Alex wouldn’t know.

There came a knock on his door and Alex walked. “Hi sweetie, I just wanted to check to see how you were doing” she said.

“I’m fine…” he grumbled and watched as she began to move the bed sheets and started to tug at his pants. “What are you doing?” He asked, trying to find her off.

“I wanted to make sure you didn’t have another accident after last night” she eventually won and tugged his pants down and giggled. John burned with embarrassment. “Well I was expecting a different kind of wet stain, but I’m happy you like your pull-ups” she said.

“Pull-up?” John looked down to see he was wearing the training pants, worse it was decorated with Disney princesses. “You put me in this last night?!” He yelled.

“Yes, I felt it was necessary considering the last couple of nights”

“You said those didn’t matter! They were accidents from getting used to you!”

“John, you were very scared from your nightmare and I was worried you would pee the bed again. It was to protect you.”

“Fine!” John huffed “but why…” John gestured at his new undergarment. “Why something so girlish…I hate how everyone mistakes me for one, and this doesn’t help!” He roared.

“For one it is adorable and two it was dark I just picked one,” she said.

“I highly doubt a demon, and some royal one at that, has trouble seeing in the dark,” John spat. Alex was starting to lose patience she wasn’t going to take his embarrassed anger for much longer. She grabbed some new pants and boxers for him and tossed them at him.

“Get dressed, throw your pull-up away and we can talk about this when you have calmed down,” she said and left the room.

John stayed in his room for most of the day. It wasn’t fair being treated like this. He spent his time on his phone under the covers of his bed. A soft knock came from the door and John sat up to see Alex there

“I’m sorry for yelling” John said. Alex smiled and walked over to him giving him a big hug.

“It’s ok, you know I am just trying to help you” she said. “Come on, you should probably go potty and then it’s time for a nap” John did as he was told.

After his nap things returned to normal. As normal as living with Alex had been. He spent his day saying games with Alex. They day wound down and it was time for bed.

“Did you go potty sweetie?” Alex asked. John gave a resigned sigh at the question.

“Yes…” he groaned.

“Alright then come here” she said and revealed another princess pull-up.

“I am not wearing that!” John said taking a step back.

“Just for tonight, ok? If you can get through the night dry we can talk about big boy undies for bed. You went potty so there shouldn’t be any need in the middle of the night, but bedtime is a lot longer than nap time and you could still have an accident” she said.

“Can it at least be a different design” John whined. Alex smiled and put the pull-up back taking out one with cars, boats and airplanes.

“Better? but just so you know if you wind up needing these every night eventually you will have to wear the pretty princess ones”

“I won’t need them after tonight” John declared
Alex smiled and held the pull-up out for him to step into. He was dressed in his pajamas, tucked into bed and read a bedtime story.

“Good Night, Sleep Tight, Don’t let the bed bugs bite, and if they do then take your shoe, and hit them until they are back and blue” Alex shut the door as John fell asleep.

The door began to creak open. John woke feeling a shiver run down his spine.

“AaaAHhHhhh” came a moan of a groan. John gave a whimper recognizing the voice both a deep whisper with a soft high pitch. “SssUcH a lARge rOom NOT oF a ChILd. BuT I SmEll I SMeLl You, LitTle bOy, LittLe gIRl.” Croaked the monster. John watched as his door opened wider and the things arms cracked and bent as they snuck their way in. “aHh” the creature gasped as its big pitch black eyes shone in the glow of the nightlight. The creature retreated for a moment. “ssSUcH a SsSmaLl lIGht fOr ssSuCH a Big RoOm” it groaned and began to work it’s way back into the room. “ssSo MAny dArk cOrneRs, SssSucH a LaRge BEd. YOu wIlL NOt bE safE LitTle bOy, LiTTle gIrL.” John watched as the large thing crawled along the ceiling and into the darkest part of his room. Not wanting to let it catch him he sprang from the bed and dashed out into the hall. He heard the creature screech and began to chase after him.

Where was John to go though? He didn’t have time to wake Alex up. John went for the next best thing he turned into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He locked it and flicked on the lights. John backed away from the door just as he began to hear it scratch at the door. Its arms crookedly snaked their way under the door. They sizzled and smoked as the light burned at them. The creature screeched again and sent its arms in a desperate search for the light switch. John watched in horror as each new arm sporadically shit under the door, flailed on agony in search of the light switch and retreated back to recover. All while the thing screeched in pain and frustration. John began to cry wondering how long this would take. Not long as each new attempt was closer to flooding the room in darkness. The creature gave another screech its arms retracted back and then silence came after.

After a few minutes a gentle knock came from the door.

“Johnny you ok?” Alex called. John just sat there scarred the monster was trying to sound like Alex. “I am going to open the door,” she said. John heard a click of the lock and the door slowly opened to reveal Alex. John was so happy to see her he got up and ran to her giving her a big hug. “Sweetie what’s wrong?” John sobbed and tried to tell her what happened but all that came out was a babbling mess. Alex however was an expert with babbling incomprehensible languages of learning little ones and upset mumblers. “it’s just another bad dream sweetie. Can I check your pull-up?” She asked. John nodded and felt the waistband of his pants pulled down. “You are a bit wet, but at least you tried to make it to the potty and that’s what counts” she said.

John was led back to his room where he was changed into a new pull-up. He made sure to check the design, suns, clouds and a moon. He was dressed and tucked into bed. John grabbed Alex’s arm.

“Will you sleep with me tonight?” He asked scared the monster would return and get him.

“Ok” Alex said and climbed into bed with him. She held him close and ran her fingers through his hair. She sang softly to him until they both fell asleep.

Two chapters 1 day! Woo! Imma go paint my Warhammer40k orcs, maybe play Elden Ring…not sure.

Chapter 7: Changes

There was no dream for John the rest of that night. He slept soundly and deeply in Alex’s arms. He didn’t even feel the urge to get frisky, he only wanted her close and comforted. As his mind roused to the morning, so did his body. He felt the warmth of Alex next to him. His head rested near her breasts, he couldn’t help himself; he buried his face deeper into her cleavage and inhaled her scent deeply. He didn’t feel the urge to hump at her but the bliss of being close to her was strong. He began to feel Alex’s fingers run through his hair again. She was awake as well and also enjoying the moment they were sharing. John wanted this to last forever, but it was not meant to be.

A pain shot through John’s bladder and he felt a squirt of urine escape. A cramp in his gut followed next and it took a bit of effort to control his sphincter from opening wide for the poop. He had to go and begant to scramble out of bed. Alex, taken aback by the whole thing, wondered what was wrong.

“I have to go potty!” John said. Alex then began to help get the covers out of the way and let John get out of bed and run to the bathroom, on his way he lost his pants as they easily slipped off. John succeeded in making it to the toilet. After he cleaned up he pulled up his training pants and headed back for bed. Alex had met him in the hallway.

“Good job sweetie!” Alex said, pulling him into a hug and patting his head. John smiled, feeling accomplished for making it. He rested his head into Alex’s breasts wanting to go back to bed and enjoy that perfect morning.

Something was off however, John pulled himself from Alex and looked up at her…looked up? John’s jaw dropped as he…LOOKED UP at Alex. He had to be dreaming or something, he guessed he was about a foot shorter than Alex. This had to be a dream, how could he be shorter than her?

“Wh-why am I so small?!” He yelled. Alex smiled and patted his head.

“I am actually surprised you are so small as well, oh but look at how adorable you are!” Alex pulled him into another hug, like a mother who hadn’t seen her child in years. John pulled himself from her arms.

“Why am I smaller!?” he began to panic.

“Well it’s part of the game sweetie, the more you act like a child the more you will become one! Don’t forget, that while I am going to help you achieve your desire, I am also trying to make you lose. Now we have a little time limit before things get really fun! You need to be an adult in a month before you go back to work. You do have…what? Two weeks of sick days? Maybe you could argue you need to work from home…done right you might get an extra month.”

“So wait…you’re trying to turn me into a child? Into a baby!”

“Oh Johnny, it is not like this is hard. A very simple deal, a very easy game, you are just now seeing that you are losing and the consequences of that. So just step up your game!” She told him.

“All your rules are just going to make me lose, or you will punish me for breaking them,” he said.

“And I can change the rules as I see fit, now how about showing me you can win by getting dressed for the day, instead of walking around half-dressed, but by golly you are so gosh darn cute, if that little bum was in a diaper, I don’t know if I could contain myself!” Alex tried to wrap him up in a high again but he deflected her off and hurried to his room, leaving her to pout sadly at the loss of the hug.

John got a firm reminder of who she was. She was a demon trying to take him away. John began to get dressed. He was going to prove to her he was an adult. Yet there was a problem. None of his clothes would fit him now. Alex knew this well, as she was standing by the door watching him as hebl looked at a pair of boxers that were now too big for him.

“My….my clothes don’t fit!” he said head hung low.

“Oh no sweetie, you need new clothes!” Alex said fake surprise in her voice. “I have a couple spare clothes you can wear, which do you like more?” She pulled out from nowhere two hangers with clothes. One was a simple blue and white striped shirt, with a pair of overalls with a picture of a bear on the front. The other was a yellow dress with white lace and pink bows. John took a step back as she presented them. Yet she also showed a trick he could use.

“Can’t you just shrink my current clothes to fit me?” He asked.

“I could…but I am not going to, as the rules say, I can dress you in whatever way I want” she said. A cold dread ran through John as both options left him looking childish. His eyes locked onto the dress, between the two options he liked that one less. Alex took notice of where he was looking.

“Oh? Do you like the dress more? I was wondering when you would come around” she said.

“No!” John yelled “I’ll wear that one” he said pointing to the overalls. Alex gave a sad smile and tossed the overalls on the bed.

“Why not try it for once?” Alex pulled John over to a mirror and placed the dress over his reflection to see what it was like with him in it. “Look how adorable you look!”

“I don’t want to!” John yelled pushing it all away however, Alex remained firm and kept him close.

“Let’s make a deal little Johnny, wear the dress, all the way until Naptime ok? If you don’t come around to the idea we can change you back and I will stop until another day” she offered. John was ready to agree but Alex slapped her hand over his mouth and smiled at him through the mirror. “But! If you go longer, say until bedtime, I will use what power I have to undo the changes that have befallen you” she told him. Her eyes gave a flash however. “But that is too easy don’t you think?” She asked, questioning her own deal. “Wearing a dress being mistaken for a little girl for a day? If you are determined and stay cooped up all day then what harm will there be? Why don’t we go out to the park, you will play and enjoy your whole day as Mommy’s little girl, absolutely no fuss, do that and everything will be undone,” Alex said.

“And you will stop trying to make me look like a girl,” John added. He didn’t want to do this deal but to be back as he was and to get ahead of Alex’s little game would be worth a little humiliation.

“If you can admit you had no fun while playing a girl, then I will forever stop trying” she said.

“Fine then, deal” John said, he saw Alex’s eyes flash with glee. She excitedly began to remove John’s clothes. For a moment John wanted to back out of the deal as his shirt was removed and the dress was brought over his head. Alex’s hands guided his arms through the sleeves and his head soon popped out of the top. The dress was tied with a pink bow and before he knew it Alex was brushing his hair. John looked at himself through the mirror if he didn’t know better he would easily be seen as a girl. It was a fear made real. John fidgeted at the hem of the dress his legs squeezed close together and it was then he realized something.

“Um…we forgot the um…” he stammered and pointed at his crotch where he still wore the pull-up from the night before.

“We don’t want to get your dress all dirty from an accident sweetie, so we are going to leave your pull-up on,” Alex told him. “Look how cute you are, Jenny!” Alex said, holding John close as she looked at him through the mirror. John was against this whole thing, he wanted to call the whole deal off and face the consequences. Yet he thought about how long it might take him to get back to being his old adult self and if he would make it before a month was up. This was the fastest way to get back to normal and he would see it through. “So, what does my little girl say to a nice breakfast and then we head out to the park for some fun?” Alex asked.

“Can’t…wait…” John said, still staring at the little girl in the mirror.

For the rest of the morning, nothing changed other than Alex changing John to Jenny and referring to him as her ‘little girl’. Alex was in high spirits, much higher than the previous days. John suspected she preferred carrying for girls over boys but somehow that didn’t feel right.

After breakfast Alex packed a few things for their trip to the park. John did his best to avoid going but Alex ushered him to the car.

“What happens to my car?!” John yelled, his voice no manlier than the little girl he appeared to be. His rust bucket of a car was now a high end minivan.

“Oh did I forget to mention? I believe I said I had everything prepared, the two rooms I wanted, your extra long vacation and I changed your little car to fit our new little family lifestyle!” Alex opened the passenger door and stored the bag of things then turned to John. “Now let’s get you buckled into your car seat” she said.

"I don’t need a car seat! John protested.

“Sweetie, you are far too young to not be a car seat, this is for your protection” Alex went to pick John up but he backed away.

“I-i believe it is in the law that if I am above a certain age or a certain height I don’t need a car seat, I am at least one of those things!” Alex gave him a stern look then summoned forth a book. She put on a pair of reading glasses and looked over the book. After a moment she closed the boom and it turned into a measuring tape. She measured John’s height and frowned at the results. The measuring tape was snapped back up and her glasses were thrown away in a puff of smoke.

“Look at that, it says you need to be an age of eight years old or four foot nine inches, my little Jenny wenny is four foot ten, so mommy can’t buckle you in your car seat, if you really don’t want to” she said.

“See I’m an adult” John said and began to climb into the car and take a normal seat.

“You are still Mommy’s little girl though!” Alex sang. The door was shut and Alex began to drive them to the park.

Along the way Alex’s complexion changed to a pale tone with only a bit of pink to it John could see in the rearview mirror her eyes changed to a bright blue, now she looked human. John began to feel the anxiety of humiliation flood through him. He wished he never took this deal.

“It’s ok sweetie, this will help you get over your shyness,” Alex told him as they came upon the park. John could see there were not many people there but like him and Alex cars were just pulling into parking spots. Alex opened the door and she had to pluck John from his seat. “Take Mommy’s hand honey” Alex firmly grasped John’s hand and began to lead him. They walked across the grass and passed a couple families. They gave a friend good morning and Alex made John reply as friendly and loud as he could. John did his best to hide and in response Alex apologized for her shy daughter. They found a spot that wasn’t too far from the playground. Alex wanted to be able to watch her ‘daughter’ while she played. “You go play honey, I will call you when it is time for lunch, you won’t be having a nap so show me you can be a big girl and not get cranky” Alex told him, and shooed him off to the playground.

John slowly walked toward the playground. The feeling of air blowing so freely between his legs made him feel as if he was naked. Every step he took felt like eyes were on him. John sat down on a swingset and gently rocked back and forth. He dared not actually take to the skies for fear people seeing his pull-up.

“Hi!” A voice said, John snapped his head up to see a young girl in a blue dress. She was probably no older than Ten with black hair and a bright blue headband. “My name’s Sarah, wants yours?” She asked.

“Um…uh…” John looked over at Alex, even though she was far away under the shade of a large maple tree he could feel her gaze on him, almost see the glow of her eyes piercing him, willing him to play. “J-joh…” he stopped, he couldn’t say his real name could he? Reveal to this girl nay the world that he was a guy dressed like a little girl. Progressive times these were, sure, yet it felt wrong to him, like a deep secret that once out would make him a laughing stock of the world. “J-Jenny…” he said, heart hammering in his chest. He wanted to cry to call for mommy and hide away, but that would mean Alex would win. He reminded himself why he was doing this.

“You want to play princesses?” Sarah asked. “I am Princess Elizabeth Prettyflower” she said with an air of exaggerated elegance. “Who are you going to be?”

“Um…Belle?” He said looking at his yellow dress.

“No, that’s boring!” Sarah whined, "be a princess that’s unique, unique is a word my daddy told me which is another way to say you’re special and ‘one of a kind’ " Sarah told him. John felt more embarrassed for his pick on which princess he would be, he didn’t want to play this game or at all, yet he could feel those burning cotton candy colored eyes on him.

“Um…I will be…uhh, Princess Jenny…” he said. “Of…the…swings” was added.

“Princess Jenny of the Swings, you are cordially invited to Elizabeth Prettyflower’s Castle that is over by the slides.” Sarah anounced.

“I…accept?” With that Sarah turned and began to head toward the jungle gym set. John hesitantly got off the swings and followed. He looked back at Alex who was reading a book. He wondered if she was getting any sort of boost to her power from such a far distance away. How far was too far for her.

“Farther than you think, little Jenny, for Mommy is always so close to you” Came Alex’s voice. John froze she could read his mind? “calm down sweetie, it is just telepathy, now go play with your little friend”

Playing Princess was nothing more than climbing to somewhere high and then pretend gossip.

“Did you hear of Miss Pattyworth the baker, she doesn’t add flower to her pastries” Sarah would say. “I heard Victor Von Victorson does not like tea…hmm” Sarah would announce. The small silly gossip eventually eased John to think up his own.

“I heard…Betty…Waineswright prefers fish for a desert” he said.

“Oh I have heard, she is so prude” Sarah would agree. As the two gossipped John began to feel more at ease. He forgot about his situation. It was t until a strong breeze would remind him of the lack of pants, or when he climbed down and his dress would billow out a bit. John was starting to have a bit of fun playing with this girl.

“Jenny honey, time for lunch!” Alex called.

“Oh! I’ll see if my mom will let me join you, we can pretend it’s a tea party!” Sarah said.

John and Alex walked to their picnic spot and it wasn’t long Sarah ran over and joined with her own little snack.

“Hi, are you Jenny’s friend?” Alex asked.

“That’s Princess Jenny of the Swings to you, and yeah, I’m Sarah” A couple came by Toni troduce themselves as Sarah’s parents.

“Oh glad to meet you, this is my daughter Jenny” Alex introduced. John watched as the ‘grown-ups’ were talking and the kids ate their lunch. John could help but watch as Alex seemed to have an unblinking gaze at Sarah’s mother. After a time Sarah’s parents decided to head home leaving Sarah in Alex’s care letting their daughter play with her new friend.

“Do either of you need to go potty?” Alex asked.

“Yeah,” Sarah answered. Alex then stood up.

“You too Jenny, both of you take my hand”

“That’s fine, mommy lets me run ahead so long as I dont cross the street on my own” Sarah said.

“We hold hands when we travel anywhere sweetie, it can be more fun” Alex said. Sarah did as she was told and the three walked to the bathrooms. When they reached there Sarah was let free and she headed inside. Alex began to pull John inside but stopped. “Jenny sweetie, we are going potty…like big girls” Alex said and gave him a small tug into the girls restroom. John kept his head low. He wasn’t allowed in here, his whole life he had gone to the boys room, he was still a boy, he didn’t belong. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror however, and he didn’t look out of place now that he saw himself.

As the three did their business John began to notice Alex’s attentiveness with Sarah. She was like an overprotective mom making sure Sarah was alright. It wasn’t to say she neglected John at all either, but she seemed more driven than before. The three left and once more Alex has them hold hands back to the picnic. The two little girls were free to play on the playground. Their little game turned to tag, follow the leader and so on. The longer they played the more the better John felt. He hadn’t had this much fun since his adult life began.

The day soon wound down. Sarah’s parents came to pick her up and the five of them stood in the parking lot.

“Did you have fun Sarah?” Sarah’s mom asked.

“Yeah it was great!” Sarah said.

“Alright well let’s go home we will have dinner ready soon” Alex stood close to Sarah and was pulling the girl close to her.

“Can I have a sleepover?” Sarah asked.

“Maybe another night,” her mom said. John noticed Alex holding Sarah close to her. As her parents kept trying to get their daughter to follow Sarah whined and pleaded to stay the night. Alex once more was unblinking and he began to catch a glimpse of her pink and blue flames flickering across their skin. John began to think she was planning on keeping Sarah, there was no way he was going to let her use her powers on Sarah the way she was doing to John. For all he knew she was already trying. Sarah’s parents were still trying to convince their daughter but they were giving in. John quickly grabbed Alex’s arm and did his best to pull her away from Sarah.

“Mommy I need to go, really bad!” He cried, breaking whatever spell Alex was trying to cast on the family. Sarah slumped off to her mother and the three of them began to head home. Meanwhile John was pulling Alex to their car. Alex opened the door and John climbed in. He noticed Alex was looking back at Sarah and the family.

“They are taking my little girl…that is my daughter they are taking…give…her…back” Alex growled her cotton candy flames flickering from her eyes and skin. John remembered there was a line in the summoning book about Alex. The demon is jealous of other maternal figures that could be in your life and will seek to replace them. Once more John thought quickly on how to distract Alex. She needed to care for him and tend to his needs. He quickly reached into the cooler they brought pulled out a water bottle and without hesitation dumped some of its contents into his pull-up.

“Mommy! Please!” John cried holding up his skirt to show off the wet undergarment. Alex snapped her head to see John standing there in his wet pull-up.

“Oh sweetie, could not holdnit in?” Alex asked. John gave a sniffle and shook his head.

“Can I ride in the car seat?” He asked, hoping this will keep Alex focused on him.

“Of course baby” Alex said more than happy to treat John as if he was even younger. John was strapped to the car seat and they drove home.

John was able to distract Alex, he made sure to remind Alex now and then about how he wanted to be a big boy but how he wet himself. Alex reminded him he was her little girl, and John rephrased his pronouns and he hoped he could be a big girl soon. However he had been quiet for just a bit longer as they were nearing home. Once home Alex was once more mumbling about some woman stealing her little girl. John tried to put the focus back on him. Perhaps it was because they were home, now Alex didn’t need to focus on driving and her ‘wet little girl’ could be taken care of more quickly now that supplies were close. Alex placed about the living room like a mother worried for the safety of her child and at the same time a demon plotting to kidnap a child.

“Oh I know…” Alex mumbled, “I’ll just turn her mother into a baby, still cognizant of everything and make her watch as her daughter becomes my little girl, calling ME mommy” she plotted. John couldn’t let Alex free, he couldn’t let her do whatever she wanted she had to focus on their game. John watched as she continued to pace, fidget and curse under her breath, much more like a frustrated teenager than worried mother.

And that was it, whoever said she couldn’t be the little girl? John gathered up his courage for what he was about to do, stare down a literal demon.

“Young Lady, this is not…” He began with a firm stomp of his foot. Alex turned around and he felt the ever presence of hatred from her charging down at him. He faltered, unsure exactly what to tell her. “You…you should go to your room”

“Should I?” Alex questioned cocking her head to one side. John needed to stand his ground she wasn’t going to be moved easily.

“You are acting childish, go to your room, until dinner is ready” he demanded. Alex seemed to flinch but she didn’t move.

“You think you can talk to ME that way?” John gathered all his courage and pushed himself to stand up to her. If he had to look up and shout like a little girl mimicking her mother the he would. He strode up to Alex and in a few short steps was looking down at her and pointed toward her bedroom door.

“Got your room young lady, Now!” His voice boomed like thunder, a tone he rarely heard from himself unless he was upset. Alex shrink back a bit looking up at him she gave a deep breath her pale complexion returning to the crimson it was. She turned and sulked to her room. John stood on the hallway for a moment feeling a cool victorious sensation wash over him. It was more the feeling of him being barely dressed. His feet busted outnof the shoes he wore. His legs stretched the limits of his socks. The dress he wore was above his wait showing off the wet pull-up that strained to keep tied around his waist.

John got dressed in some casual clothes and went about making dinner. He wasn’t sure if Alex was staying in her room or doing some demonic witchery. As he finished up dinner he went to Alex’s room and knocked on her door. Alex answered, her pink and blue eyes burning at him.

“Dinner is ready” he said.

“Thank you” Alex snapped. It was a silent and awkward dinner. All of Alex’s work had been undone and John knew she had won that bet. Her plans to kidnap Sarah possibly foiled. After dinner John decided to have a beer and offered one to Alex and she waved him off. John began to watch TV but it was hard to watch with Alex trying to burn him alive with her gaze.

“You can’t kidnap kids” he started.

“That is MY DAUGHTER THEY TOOK FROM ME!” Alex roared, cotton candy colored flames erupted around her. More of her demonic form was revealed. Her hooves came back. Chestnut hair covering her ankles…slender legs to which a tail coiled about like an agitated snake. John noticed that the tip of her tail was shaped like a pacifier with a white substance that dripped a bit. Alex’s horns were out as well; they curled from the back of her head around her head like a circlet and curved up by her temple. She was taller, her horns almost scraping the ceiling.

“She is not your daughter!” John stood up still dwarfed by Alex but he wasn’t going to let her walk over him.

“Go to your room young man!” Alex said giving a stomp of her hoof that demanded obedience. John however didn’t budge, she wasn’t the only one who can play that game.

“Go to your room young lady!” He said, giving a stomp of his own foot. The two stood there, a pair of adults on the verge of announcing a divorce. “Our deal, our game, is between you and me, no one else!” John calmly yet angrily said. “You keep your hands off others until I win” Alex grinned the bruning fire in her eyes as he void black slits of pupils sucked in the flames they also spat out.

“Or lose” she hissed. “You are right, our game is just between you and me, and once I win, that mother, her daughter, her father, three more little ones for me to take care of.”

“So…you are trying to turn me into a child…a baby…” John said. Alex’s grin stretched beyond human capabilities and she laughed. Flames danced about her as her clothes changed and a pair of wings unfurled. Her wings stretched out on long boney claws much like a bat. They were decorated with stars, moons, clouds and seemed to dance and change to animals and toys and baby paraphernalia. More so the chriopatagium of her wings continued to drop last the ends of the wings into long sheets of soft fabric. Alex demonstrated her ability to manipulate and wrapped John up in a bundle of baby blankets. They even detached and regrew ready to bundle up the next baby. John struggled to get out of the blankets, but he felt Alex’s hand on his cheek as she stared at him down and sighed adoringly at him.

“Oh Johnny, I guess I can’t bend the truth at this point, I got flustered with little Sarah I gave it all away…I just want to show you and everyone how much they need me, how much they need their Mommy”

“Yeah? Well I think you are just a bratty girl playing adult, I’ll have you over my knee and give you a firm spanking when I-”

“HaHaHaHa hahahaha” Alex laughed. "Johnny rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard, for hell hath broke loose in here and I deal the cards, if you win you get shiny office made of gold, but if you lose I will have your Soul " Alex boomed her flames erupted around her and she returned to the five foot ten, crimson skinned woman she had been displaying. The blanket covering Johnny also burned away. “Enjoy your beer sweetie” Alex said patting his cheek as she handed the bottle to him. “It will be a ba-ba of milk before too long.” She said and walked out of the room. John sat down and took a big swig of his beer. The game was in full swing now. He couldn’t falter now, if he did Alex would be free to push her demonic will on others. ‘Do not think however that in my ritual I am not as terrible and powerful as any other demon.’ her words echoed in his mind. The rituals were meant to challenge human morality, hers was a double edge sword, why in a book of blood sacrifices would you perform the little kids one…because it was easy and simple…what a laugh if you did get a demon how much power would they have? These were thoughts John had when he first saw Alex’s ritual, how her little trick worked on him.

After note for this chapter, I couldn’t help myself I have been longing to put in the Charlie Daniels; Devil went down to Georgia, reference, i tried to put it in at a later chapter but I couldn’t help it! Hope you enjoyed it!

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Chapter 8: The Nightmare

The day grew late and John was in his fourth beer and feeling pretty inebriated. Alex walked into the rooms smile on her face.

“Sweetie, it’s close to bedtime, you should try and go potty” she sang sweetly. John groaned and finished off his beer before heading to the bathroom to relieve himself. He then headed for his bedroom where Alex was waiting.

“Did you go pee-pee sweetie, maybe go poo-poo?” Alex asked. John drunkenly grumbled and stumbled his way into Alex trying to seduce her. "No no sweety, it’s sleepy time, playtime is over’’ she said. With John drunk it was like that evening never happened, a small set back at best. She guided John onto the bed and without much fuss was able to undress him and place him into a proper fitting pull-up and pink unicorn jammies. John didn’t fuss at all about it; he was not far from passing out. John watched as Alex began to leave slowly, shutting the door. He knew what was coming, he was already hearing it in his head and it only resonated louder as she spoke the words.

“Good Night, Sleep Tight, Don’t let the Bed Bugs Bite, and if they do then take your Shoe and hit them until they are Black and Blue.” She sang. John watched as the door was shut, the last thing he saw were her cotton candy eyes glowing fiercely beyond the door before it clicked shut and he was cast in the glow of his nightlight. That too soon faded as his eyes shut and he fell into an inebriated sleep.

Pain wracked through John as the beer disagreed with his stomach. His head throbbed as his stomach burned and the world around him spiraled about. It wasn’t the first time this sort of thing happened. The beers he had were eleven percent, strong, rich and put him on a good buzz. Typically he had two, rough days three and some nights when the weekend was young and the video games were good he would have four. This was nothing new but the severity of this particular hangover was odd.

John drunkenly stumbled out of bed and made his way down the hall to the bathroom. He walked and walked ever slowly, stumbling now and then down the long hallway. He stopped after some strides and looked back. He was still at his door, the bathroom still a couple feet away. He didn’t think much of it; he was still drunk. He walked down the hall, the ever expanding ever endless hallway of his home what normally was a few steps was now forever out of his reach as he walked the door getting close and then stretching beyond his vision. This was wrong,maybe if he ran he could catch up. He began a short jog. The door got closer but the moment he stopped then it stretched beyond his vision again. He jogged again, this time he didn’t stop now the carpet was like a treadmill, ever moving to keep with his pace while the bathroom door was forever out of his reach.

As John kept his pace he began to hear something. He wasn’t sure what it was so he stopped to check. The noise stopped, he began again, the noise started again, stop, go, there, gone. John felt a cold shiver down his spine. The noise moved when he did and it was delayed, when he started it began just shortly later, when he stopped it halted just a bit after he did. As he listened for the noise to start without him. Ima new noise came. Breathing. Just a bit away from him. John turned his head behind and a bit up to see who it was that was following him.

John’s eyes met with the black pits of the Boogeymonster. It breathed heavily but quietly behind him, it’s many legs clinging to the walls and ceiling like a massive grubby spider.

“LiTTle bOY lIttLe gIrL, tHAt is WhAT YoU arE!” It chittered. John began to run and so too the Boogeymonster chased. They ran through the ever endless hallway. John was never going to run forever if he deviated for a moment the monster would catch him. Why was the hallway so long? Why couldn’t he get to any of the doors. He wanted to call for Alex, but would that reach her? Would she come after him? The couldn’t think of all the what ifs not whine he was running for his life. He looked back seeing the great maw of the Boogeymonster trying to swallow him as its many legs and arms clambered about the walls and ceiling. John looked back just in time to see he ran out of floor to run on.

The path dropped into a big black pit. John had only looked away for a moment and now he was off the edge and began to fall. The Boogeymonster didn’t chase him the chasm was too steep for it to climb quickly. John fell until the walls closed in to a tunnel and the tunnel scooped him up and turned into a slide. Around and around he went, he zigged to the left, zagged the right, up and down. All the while ghosts would spring up and scare him, ghouls would jump out and try to eat him, monsters tried to grab him, clowns… … …

One after another, sometimes in a flurry of scares other times delayed and making him think it was over. Some were able to catch him but his moment or angle on the slide didn’t let them keep him for long. The slide of horror came to end as he was launched into the air and landed into soft padding. Able to relax from all the scares and still scared of what was to come John began to cry. He wanted to wake up and be back in his bed.

“Aww look at the whittle baby” someone said. John looked up still sobbing as he saw her looking down at him. She was huge, until John realized he was actually small, small like a baby. To make things worse he realized he had landed in a stroller, he was dressed in pink jammies and could feel the small bulk of a pull-up.

“What’s wong whittle guy?” She cooed.

“You sure it’s a boy, look at how long her hair is, and her mommy has her dressed in pink” another woman said. John soon began to see he was surrounded by women, the kind he lusted for. Some petite and young, others that were just a tad plump, all of them with breasts no smaller than a modest B, all beautiful in skimpy clothing or fetish themed.

“Where’s your mommy whittle girl?” One said

“Do you need your diapee changed?” Another added.

“That’s not a diaper, I don’t think you are ready for those” came another.

“You hungee sweetie? Where’s your ba-ba?” cooed another. They cooed and fawned over John eventually he was picked up and changed into a diaper and bundled up into a frilly onesie. They played with the baby until finally they declared it was time for bed. John was lowered into a crib; the bars were too high for him to climb out. A mobile spun high above his head and began to drift higher and higher, the bars of the crib following after them, until John realized he was falling.

John landed with a thud, he shot straight up in his bed and check himself over. He was dressed in the pink unicorn jammies and princess pull-up. Not exactly great but better then what he had been in. He was in his bed but not his room, wherever he was there was nothing but him, his bed and a mirror. A floor to ceiling wall wall sort of mirror, if such concepts as floors and walls existed right now. John got out of bed and walked toward the mirror. He saw himself in the mirror but this reflection was a girl. She looked just like him but he felt this reflection was a girl.

“Hi, my name is Jenny. What is yours?” She asked, grinning wide. Her voice was similar to John’s but higher.

“My name is Johnny,” John answered that wasn’t right…he never introduced himself like that. The girl shook her head.

“No it isn’t it’s Jenny, we are Jenny!” She said.

“No, I’m Johnny,” John said. Once more Jenny shook her head.

“Say it again!” She chimed. “I am Mommy’s little girl, Jenny!” Jenny said. Her blazing pink eyes staring deep into John’s as he Locked eyes with his reflection unable to pull away.

“My name is Johnny!” He said.

“No, that’s not right” Jenny said. “Let’s say it together!” It was then John felt a strange pull. As if he was a puppet and its strings were pulled. It was in perfect sync with his reflection Jenny.

“I am Mommy’s little baby girl, my name is Jenny.” John said, grinning just as happily as his reflection, speaking just as bubbly as her as well. “Big mean 'ol Boogeymonster is out to get me, he loves to eat children” John said unable to fight off the will of his reflection. “But I know he hates adults and babies,” they said. “I am certainly not an adult, need to fix this quickly!” John giggled, he and his reflection held up a thick white diaper. “Time to change the baby!” They said. John watched in horror, with a big smile, as he undressed himself, laid on the ground and began to put the diaper on. Once he was properly diapered John stood up a bit bow legged and looked at himself in the mirror.

“Now to prove to the Boogeymonster I am just a baby, and prove to Mommy she should have never let me out of diapers” John said and began to feel his bladder let go. He watched in both glee and horror as he unwillingly wet his diaper. It wasn’t going alone as he began to push a thick log of poop into his diaper as well. He watched as his diaper sagged with the weight. John sat down smushing it all into his bottom. “Now if ownwee I could wake up wike dis” he said, no longer feeling the pull of his reflection it was just him talking like a baby, it had only been him. He who had admitted he was Mommy’s girl, he who put himself in a diaper. “Wake up and show Mommy how much I need her. Wake up all messy wessy and show her I need diapers. Wake up and-”

“WAKE UP!” Alex yelled and shook John. John rose a bit and began to feel the ‘wonderful’ sensation of bile rising. Alex noticed his expression and quickly pulled to the side of the bed and head facing the floor. John was met with a bucket that he sickenly began to spew into.

“Alex?” John questioned but didn’t ask further as another volley of vomit spewed forth into the bucket.

“There you go let it all out…” Alex said. John did so until his stomach.

“Alex…I am just gonna go in my pants” he mumbled.

“No you are not! Bathroom now buddy” Alex was firm in her command but worry peppered her tone. “You are not going in your pull-up” she said and led him to the bathroom. John felt his pants and Pull-up ripped off and the his ass set down on the porcelain throne. Without much effort he began to relieve himself.

“What happened?” He asked his head dizzy and stomach wretching.

“I messed up, I’m sorry…I am sorry for this evening, I am sorry for tonight, I am sorry for…I’m sorry” Alex said. John looked up at her as she stood there with the bucket. “I wanted to get revenge on you. I never expect for someone to treat me…the way you did…treat me like a little girl. I wanted to put you back in your place” she said. “I have been affecting your dreams, I just cast a little spell and you go through some kind of regressing or humiliating dream, by morning you forget it all, the dream this time was going to be much longer, I planned for it to regress you and over time you would believe you were my little baby. Days, weeks, months would feel like they passed by. What I didn’t expect was how the alcohol would affect the dream, as a result I placed you in something I didn’t plan for.” She said,

“It was effective,” John said groaning at the pain.

“It was dangerous, you were screaming and retching, and threatened to vomit while laying on your back, had you done that, you could have drowned in your vomit and I do not want that” Alex said nearly sobbing. “I love you Johnny, you are my little baby boy. I want to nurture you and care for you, not torture and hurt you, so I am sorry” she said.

“You don’t call those dreams torture?” John stared.

“They are not dick whipping and flesh rending, just humiliation and helplessness, so yes, not toture”

“What about the Boogeymonster?” John asked.

“Hmm? What about him?” Alex asked. Then a look of horror flooded her face. “Tell me you haven’t seen him!” Alex asked, she nearly dropped the vomit bucket.

“I have…who is he?” John asked. Alex gave a hiss a burst of blue flames spewed out of her mouth.

“He is of my realm, a gift and a bane for me” she said. “He scares the children into my arms where I care for them and they regress to become my little babies, but when he catches them, he eats them. Do not let him catch you Johnny. I need those children, my power derives from caring for those children. He takes them away which hinders mine, if I win our little bet it would feed both me and him for eternity, if I lose…well…it’s not detrimental. Think of it like a tub with its faucet on while the drain is unplugged, ever filling but never to get full. This world would be like having that tub in the bottom of the ocean…fruitlessly draining, I would have enough power to rid that beast then…even if he consumed some of my children it wouldn’t put a damper on me” Alex said.

“All the while you kidnap and turn adults into your children,” John said.

“That is harsh Johnny, what you don’t understand is that to me, you are all my little babies, you just don’t know it yet.”

“I am not just going to let you you win” John said and Alex smiled.

“And I don’t want you to, Johnny!” Alex said. “At my peak I could just snap my fingers and bam, your a baby, no effort needed. This” Alex gestured with her finger pointing back and forth between her and John. “Is fun! I want us to play a good game, I want a challenge, my little trick could have placed you back as that sweet little girl I saw yesterday afternoon, but…” Alex gestured to the bucket.

“So now what?” John asked.

“Go back to bed, get a good night’s rest and we can see if Johnny doesn’t need his Mommy to care for him. We will put a pin in this game until you are back in full swing, if you wanted me to put you in diapers and feed you like a baby I would undo it all the next day.” Alex told him.

“I don’t want that…” John groaned.

“I am just saying,” she said. “I don’t know what to tell you, to convince you, that what I want is to give you what is best for you. I say you need me, to care for all your needs. It is up to you to prove me otherwise.” She said, John finished up his time on the toilet and Alex helped him back into his pull-up and jammy bottoms.

“Can’t I go back to my old pajamas?”

“No, and do you really want to?”

“I am too tired to care…” John said. He was placed into bed and given a kiss goodnight.

A small after note of this chapter. In the part where John is on the slide and being jumped scared and attacked by different scary things. I purposely ended the paragraph with " clowns… … … " for some reason I found this funny. Clowns are just that odd medium between being funny and terrifying and the the lack of context beyond “clowns” just felt like that was enough I hope you found this part funny, i’m sorry if this left you confused or wondering “wtf” or wasn’t funny…I tried

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Chapter 9: Regression

The game was in full swing. There were not many walls now between Alex and John. If John couldn’t prove his adulthood to Alex he would be her little child for all eternity, to be part of her energy source. She would care and nurture him as she desired while he would remain oblivious to what life he lived as an adult.

John was still at a disadvantage, the Boogeymonster would still try to get John when it was convenient. Alex would be abusing the monster’s intervention. The problem however was if the Boogeymonster caught if the monster did catch John and ate him, then Alex would ultimately lose, having let John die. Alex had a method to fight back against the Boogeymonster, however this meant John would need to rely on Alex and be pushed into her arms more. In the end John realized he needed to prove he was an adult more to the Boogeymonster than to Alex.

The Boogeymonster aside, the other major issue for John was the splitting headache he had from the night before. Alex did her best to help him recover as she was in ‘full on mom mode’. It would take several responses to get her to leave John alone while he nursed his hangover. It was around lunchtime that John felt well enough to get out of bed and get some sunlight. Alex had prepared a hearty meal for John. It was served to him in the living room where she turned on the TV to some cartoons. By now John was used to the shows that she watched. He began to figure she played them waiting for John to let his guard down and consider him a child.

John ate his lunch and regardless of ploys and plots watched the cartoons. Somehow these little kids’ shows were helpful. The easy to follow story and happy characters kept him distracted from the pounding of his hangover. After sometime John flipped the show over to something more R rated. It was almost immediately that he felt a heavy throb in his head and made him wince. The characters whispering to yelling, the dark hard to see shadows and suddenly bright booming explosions mixed and mashed in such a way it almost made his headache worse. He flipped the show back to the kids channel and slowly his headache faded away. He decided not to fight it and continued to watch the shows.

Trouble brewed as John’s bowels began to warn him of impending doom. They needed release and they needed it soon. John began to sit up and head for the bathroom.

“Wait, don’t go!” Came the cry of one of the cartoon characters from the show. John stopped and watched the TV. It wasn’t that the cartoon became sentient and was talking to him. The words just grabbed his attention. He watched them continue on their little escapade. “Just sit there!” They said John did as they said, sitting on the floor of the living room watching the TV. He was almost mesmerized by the show, as they got into trouble and resolved their issues. “Push!” The cartoon characters said as they pushed against a door. John began to push with his butt. Before he realized what he was doing his bowels gave way and a flood of watery poo made its way into his pants.

“Oh my God John!” Alex cried rushing to John and snapping his attention away from the TV. He was a bit confused as Alex tried to get him to stand and did her best to guide him to the bathroom with as little messing the carpet as possible. Alex helped John to get into the tub so he could wash up. “John if you are not feeling well, best you lay down for a bit, I’ll get you some medicine” she called from the hall.

“No…I…I’m fine, just some aspirin maybe…” John said, still a bit dazed from the experience. After he cleaned up he took some aspirin and went back to watch TV. He flipped through the channels to test his headache again. The throbbing pain didn’t return and he was able to focus on a show. Yet he was curious, he was so drawn into the cartoons that he made a mess. Was it Alex? John flipped back to the cartoons and began to watch them.

“You’re really starting to get into those,” Alex said. John looked at her, a soft loving smile across her face or maybe it was a mischievous one. “Dinner is ready sweetie” John pulled himself away from the TV to join her in the kitchen. John ate slowly; he was distracted by the cartoons that continued to play in the other room. He wanted to see what was up to join in the story they told and the fun they had. “John, are you ok?” Alex asked, her hand softly touching his. John looked at her then at his plate of food.

“I’m going to eat in the other room” he said, wanting to get back to his show. As he stood up he felt a hand stop him, Alex gently pushed him back into his seat. “You need to stay and eat your food.” John was ready to argue but stopped himself. He gave a deep breath to settle down and resolved instead to finish up quickly. He quickly moved to clean up his plate and return to watching cartoons. Alex joined him later and smiled watching him. While last night was a disaster things seems to be back on track.

John got up during a commercial and grabbed a beer when he returned Alex got up and stopped him from opening it. “I don’t think a beer would be good for you tonight sweetie,” Alex said. John glared at her and looked at his beer.

“But I want one” John said and got ready to crack it open. Alex quickly snatched the bottle opener away.

“Johnny” Alex spoke with a warning tone. “You haven’t been feeling well all day, and you had an accident as well, all because of the beer” She said.

“And your fucking magic bullshit!” John yelled as he rose to his feet. Alex raised a hand and held up an index then her middle finger shortly after to show the number two on her hand.

“Johnny why the hostility all of a sudden? I am trying to help you”

“And turn me into a baby! I’m not a baby!” John whined. Alex gave a sigh, getting frustrated with John’s behavior.

“A beer is not good for you when you haven’t been well. You slept half the day away, you had an accident and now you are starting to throw a tantrum because I won’t let you exacerbate the problem with another beer.”

“I’ll be fine, I just want a beer” his voice cracked as he whined harder.

“No, no beer, it’s bed time now, go get ready” Alex took the beer from him and pointed him toward the bathroom. John stamped his feet as he headed off toward the bathroom. He made sure to do it as hard and deliberately as possible. Alex watched and listened to him storm off. She smiled pleased with herself, it was an unexpected outcome to see. All she did was turn on cartoons and John seemed to regress once more, his adulthood was but a momentary phase. Alex stretched her arms and gave a sigh, tonight was going to be rewarding.

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Chapter 10: The Choice

John began to cry out of frustration, so much so that Alex forced her way through the door to the bathroom. She was met with the powerful odor of poop and the sight of John half naked and his legs covered in the awful smelling stuff with a small forming puddle to match.

“I was just going to get in the tub!” John whined at a pitch rivaling that if an eleven year old. The rest of his sentence became a gibberish mess as he gestured and flailed at the scene, as best he could without making things worse. Alex switched to her most natural state.

“Ok, shhhhh, it’s ok. Let’s get you in the tub.” She spoke softly and gently guided him to the tub. She hosed him down with the shower head until he was mostly clean. “Just relax and take your shower” she said. While John was in the shower Alex cleaned up the mess on the floor. “Can you tell me what happened?”

“I took off my clothes and was about to get in the shower, then I felt like I needed to fart and I did but it was poop and I couldn’t stop it…” John said through small sobs. A moment passed before he had to ask. “Are you going to put me in diapers?”

“We will talk about it later, let’s just get you clean”

“You’re gonna put me in diapers!” John whined.

“Here” Alex took his hand and made him ball his fingers into a fist while his thumb was stuck out. She then guided the thumb to his mouth. “Suck on that, it will help calm you down.” John did as he was told and it did help him feel a bit better.
Alex began to hose him off again and used a rag to scrub the extra filth off of him. She turned a knob from shower to bath and helped ease John into the filling tub. She scrubbed at him cleaning every part of him and even played little games with the rubber ducky and a couple other bath toys. All the while John sucked on his thumb. Alex soon made him stop. “You’re a happy girl now, you don’t need to suck on that anymore”

“I’m not a girl!” John whined and his thumb went back into his mouth to ease his frustration.

“Sorry sweetie, I have taken care of many babies and you just remind me of many of the little girls that love sucking their thumbs during bathtime” Alex said, this of course was half a lie, all her little children did this. Their bathtime soon came to an end and Alex helped John out of the tub and dried him off in a fluffy towel. She led him back to his room where he was plopped onto the bed. “Now Johnny, about that talk…” she said and from nowhere pulled out a thick diaper with little nighttime prints on it.

“Nooo, I don’t need-” John began to yell but Alex quickly popped a pink pacifier into his mouth to stop him. It was faster than shushing him and she felt lucky he would take to it quickly. John did for the moment.

“Listen to me, sweetie…I am going to give you a choice. Now I am not going to make you wear this diaper” she then pulled out a similar looking pull-up. “You can choose a pull-up as well” John’s hand shot up to point at the pull-up and Alex pulled it away as if he would take it. She gave him a stern look. “Let’s say you choose the diaper! Then in the middle of the night you have an accident, like you have been having today. The diaper can hold your accident and you won’t ruin the bed.” Alex debated on her next words. His regression had taken such a plunge that they were further along than the other night. She bit her lip eager to see if she could push him further down this hole. She had him there naked on the bed suckling a pacifier and it took a bit of strength to resist not diapering him there. Yet she couldn’t help herself; she wanted her baby. “Mommy will be proud you chose the extra protection” she said.

“Mommy?” John asked, looking thoroughly confused but thought on her words. This was annoying, he wasn’t so far along that he saw Alex as Mommy but he was thinking about pleasing his mother even if it wasn’t Alex. She could work with this.

“Yes, sweetie and then we can think about working on your potty training to be a big boy.” She said with encouragement and a big smile. “and now let us say you choose the pull-up” she presented the undergarment. “And you have that very same accident. The pull-up might not hold such an accident and you could ruin the bed, if that were to happen, Mommy would be upset, and Mommy will put you in diapers until she thinks you are ready for the potty” Alex said with a bit more firm tone. John sat there thinking, looking at the two options he had and their consequences. “Now sweetie” Alex added to help him make a decision. “I know the diaper is a bit babyish, but it is better to be prepared than to leave it to chance” she said. John whined behind his pacifier as he looked at the diaper then back to pull-up.

“I’m not a baby…” He meekly said his words sounded a bit babyish with the pacifier in his mouth, irony.

“No, you are not a baby if you choose the diaper” she assured. John still took his time in deciding despair and frustration growing deeper as he looked at them. To Alex this was a win-win situation. He was getting a diaper sooner or later. If he chose the pull-up then one small accident later and he would never recover. If he chose the diaper then she would simply need to convince him slowly to keep it. However both were gambles. If he gathered his will and truly fought back against her, he would be back into an adult and a chance like this would be rare.

John finally came to a decision and resigned himself to the diaper. He didn’t want to, he hated the idea but then he didn’t want to make mommy upset and there was no way to make her upset. Alex handed John the diaper so he could feel it, so he would know it was his decision. The diaper was rather thick and it crinkled audibly with little movement. He unfolded it a bit to feel the inside. It was very soft and plush like a big soft pillow. He unfolded it more and tried to figure out how to put it on, Alex stopped him.

“Come here sweetie, Mommy will put it on, but we need other supplies.” She said taking his hand and leading him off the bed and to her room. In her room she retrieved a large diaper bag and pulled out a changing mat and supplies she guided John to the mat and took the diaper from him.

“Wait I tought you ded dat mo-” John began to say but Alex shushed him by pressing the pacifier more firmly on his mouth, she knew what he was going to say, she didn’t want to hear him not call her Mommy.

“Shh, this is a big moment for you, just relax and do your best to enjoy it” she told him. Alex helped him down onto the changing mat, folded the diaper and set it next to him. With everything in its place she took this moment to savor the image. She hadn’t diapered a baby in nearly a week and to her that felt like centuries. Now she had a new little charge who was getting their first diaper change. Alex started by giving John tickles and cooing at him to help brighten his spirits up. Then she unfolded the diaper and lifted his legs to slide it under him. With powder in hand she sprinkled a bit on the back then lowered his legs and doused his crotch in powder. She folded the front between his legs over his crotch. “One tape” she said and took the second “and the second” she said and secured it tightly. “Now you are in a diaper” she told him and double checked the legs and waist so she knew he was properly secured. She gave the diaper a soft pat making a bit of powder billow out from it.

John looked down seeing himself secured in a diaper. Alex scooped him up and got him standing. She guided him to a mirror so he could see himself.

“Who is that little girl in the mirror?” Alex teased. “my baby” she thought.

“I’m not a girl” John mumbled through the pacifier.

“Really? Because I can’t tell” she smiled and rubbed the front of his diaper listening to it crinkle. “And with that hair and the pink pacifier, I think anyone would only see a little girl.” John blushed a deep red and began to give little sobs. Alex then gave him a kiss on the cheek in hopes to cheer him up. “I’m done teasing, let’s get you to bed” she said.

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Chapter 11: Fight

“Can I hab a wa’er?” John asked through the pacifier.

“Yep, I will get you some water” Alex replied with a smile.

“Amb a spory?” John asked. This made her smile more.

“Yep and a story” she said and they reached John’s room. She let go of his hand and admired her work. He was still too big but he was diapered and acting little and that was what mattered. “You pick out a story and I will get you some water.” She said and left. When she returned John was in bed with a bedtime story.

“Alex, will you stay with me tonight? I don’t want the Boogeymonster to get me” John asked as she entered the room and began to situate herself in the bed.

“Of course sweetie,” she said, petting his head. Alex got the two of them under the covers and pulled John close as she opened the book.

“Water?” John asked.

“Riiigghht here,” Alex said, pulling out a baby bottle filled with water guiding the nipple toward his mouth after she removed the pacifier.

“That’s for babies I’m not a baby” John whined.

“It’s so you don’t spill it while I read to you, be good now and make it easy for me” she said. John relented. Alex had one arm around John, to help cradle him to her, which held the book. The other held the ba-ba for him to nurse. Once all settled in she began “Once upon a time…”

As she read, John nursed and listened. Sometimes he would hold the bottle and Alex would tell him to use both hands. While her one hand was free she would make sure to press it against his diaper. She made sure he felt and heard the diaper while she read to him and drank from his bottle. She wouldn’t say it as she had promised he wasn’t, but he was a baby, her baby. The story was soon finished and John soon drifted to sleep while Alex sang to him, softly speaking “Good Night, Sleep Tight, Don’t let the bed bugs bite, and if they do, then take your shoe and hit them until they are black and blue” she held him close and gave his diaper a little squish. Wet or messy, she couldn’t wait to change his diaper. She would coo at him and tease him until he became dependent on them, dependent on her. She could hardly sleep in anticipation…which helped her with the main problem.

Slinking and scuttling in the shadows, Alex watched as the Boogeymonster made his way across the room to find the best spot to snatch away John in the midst of his sleep. Alex watched as his eyes flashed. It was a super natural flash one that invoked a disturbance in the sleeper. It was meant to wake them. To wake the sleeper and feel his presence feel threatened. Alex stifled a laugh he couldn’t help himself, could he? He had to be noticed for his prey to cry out in the night and snatch them either before help could come or when help would never come from the many flash cries. Alex gave him credit it was something well practiced over millennia, the problem is he never came up against someone expecting him.

John stirred in his sleep a small unsettling feeling crawling over him. Before the effect could take a full hold of her little one Alex pinched. Alex snapped her fingers her indext outstretched as she conjured blue and pink flames to coalesce into a shared and sent flying into the Boogeymonster’s chest. The nightmarish being was pinned to the wall nearest the door. For a moment he was stunned and began to thrash an screech wildly. With a other snap a large pacifier filled his mouth and inflated like a balloon until his screeched were but moans against the rubber tear.

"Shh’’ Alex hushed, her human form all but ashes that flaked off and vanished from her cotton candy flames, revealing her cow like hooves, the thin tail that ended in the shape of a pacifier a d her long skeletal like wings covered in the baby blanket like flesh. Her horns were now out circling her head like a crown and her eyes one a bright pastel pink the other a blazing sky blue. She grinned with deep rose red lips showing off her sharp teeth and fangs. “You’ll wake the baby” from one moment to the next the two hellish beings passed through the door into another realm, one that was connected to dreams. Alex stretched her arms and wings as she adjusted from the cramped human skin. The Boogeymonster thrashed about like a dying insect tearing the pacifier to bits and scuttling up the walls undulating in place.

“HOW!?” He boomed only eliciting a shit eating smile Alex. “HOW DiD yOU FinDE MmmMmeeEEE?!”

“The baby….is sleeping” Alex said in a stern voice giving a small stamp of her foot. It echoed in the vast endless hall of dreams a demand to be obeyed. “I had a whole day to rest and nurture my child,” Alex explained. “I barely lifted a finger to help” she rubbed her index and thumb together small sparks of her power flying off as she poured a touch of her magic into them. “A whole day to reserve my power and take care of my rather big child.” She said, “On top of that he began regressing!” She gave a short hearty laugh.

“NNnnnnNnOOOooOo” the Boogeymonster chittered his limbs spasming and twitching about the wall, ceiling and floor.

“I got to bathe him, dress him and best of all, his first diaper!” Alex squealed at the end, clasping her hands to her cheek. "bedtime stories, bottle feedings and I held him close as he dozed off, what more could a mother ask for?’’ Alex cooed a new mother with her first child. “Hiding from your senses was simple once I had a good snuggle, finding you? please Boogey…” Alex gave him a pitying smile. In a bit of rage the Boogeymonster lunged at Alex, one large spider-like arm reaching out deadly sharp talons eager to tend flesh from blood, eager to feel the warm ooze of blood coat their finger. The impact was fierce and the Boogeymonster never felt the supple flesh of Alex’s flesh give way to them. Instead she held them tight, having stopped them with her own hand. "Let’s make this quick, I don’t want to miss it when he makes his first mess in his new diaper, ‘’ she said. The Boogeymonster began thrashing his claws and arms acting like taught twisted rope as they scratched at Alex. The demoness was quick to let go and deliver a powerful kick with her hoof sending him flying away as he thrashed, not unlike a ragdoll being glitched in a video game.

Alex summoned her flames and opened a small portal. A wooden handle with black leather slowly came out. She grabbed the handle of her favorite weapon and pulled out the large wooden paddle. Normally she would have it the size you expect of a wooden paddle for spanking. This was nearly her own height and wider than her, if you didn’t count her wing span. This was her weapon! The wooden paddle was made from lignum vitae, she could have gone for some ancestral tree of the nine realms that was grown in the black sands of Baphomet’s desert and only allowed the sun while at its peak of the day and only given the blood of early developed voluptuous virgins on every seventh full moon. As powerful a ritual and strong as that tree could have been, was quite a pretty tree in fact, she wanted something a mortal could understand. Lignum Vitae was the mortal’s hardest wood, she could spout facts about it and it was fun to tell wood craft enthusiasts and especially dendrologists. To others the name could still be just as demonic, especially with a demon holding it. To all it meant a sore butt. With a bit of demonic magic the weapon could stand up to most other demonic weapons. Holes had been drilled through and smoothed to allow optimal sore flow so she could swing it easier. Inscribed in it were various demonic runes and the name ‘Ebenezer Von Spank’, or ‘Mr. Spanky’ to some of her children. Alex heaved the massive paddle over her head and lowered into a position as if she would use it on an invisible naughty child. She looked down the endless hall as the Boogeymonster barrelled down with his many limbs and dripping fangs. “This is going to hurt you, more than it will hurt me,” Alex said. Ebenezer Von Spank heard its phrase to go to war and it lit up with dark blue, magenta and black flames.

As the Boogeymonster approached he reached out with his maw aiming to bite her in half. One bite, two, maybe even three he didn’t care how many it would take to chew her up so long as the first ended her life. Alex swing her paddle downard the flat end smashing into the ground. She had missed. The Boogeymonster was fast and retracted his head before the paddle could come into contact with him. While Alex hoped she could decapitate the damned bug, she planned toiss anyway. As Alex pulled her paddle away, Ebenezer Von Spank opened a portal beneath it, screams of the damned echoed beyond, a portal to hell.

“You’re going back to hell!” Alex said. The Boogeymonster backed away a bit.

“I WilL ssiMMmplYy ReeTurrN” he said “i hAVe aNchOreD MysELf TO thIs rEalmmm, tHe ChILd WilL bE MInE”

“It will still take you a bit to get a portal open, by then he will be a baby” Alex smirked the Boogeymonster’s eyes lit up red with rage and he charged. The two jumped over the portal and clashed in the air. The pair of demons used each other as springboards to launch off each other and into the walls of the hallway. The Boogeymonster crawled up on the ceiling whereas Alex used her wings to launch at him. Alex swung her paddle as if to scrape the damned bug off the ceiling. The Boogeymonster shot out an arm to rend her stomach. Both made contact. The Boogeymonster was going from the ceiling and came sprawling to the floor. Alex was scratched and also sent to the floor. She landed on her hooves close to the portal.

The Boogeymonster stood up, or rather undulated until his head was right side up. Alex felt the floor moving beneath her hooves. She looked down and saw it wasn’t the floor but herself the portal was sucking her in. She took a couple steps back and began to hear cackling. The Boogeymonster was laughing at her.

“iT sEEms yOu aRE NoT as PoweRFuL aS YoU ThOuGHt, I sHaLL rEeETuRN YOu to Hell!” He claimed.

“I will simply return, I am bound by contract to stay by his side” Alex said. The Boogeymonster laughed.

“By THeN I WiLL hAvE DeVOUred HimM, HerRR.” He said with a drooling cage of teeth. The two lunged at eachother again clashing in the air above the portal. A game of reverse King of the Hill. Alex had her ability of flight, the Boogeymonster monster had his ever extending limbs and talons. A swing to the left, a slice to the right, Alex swung her paddle about as the Boogeymonster ducked and weaved about. A claw here and a rend there, the Boogeymonster lashed out with his many arms, Alex parried and blocked them. The two clashed and for a moment were in a stalemate the two fell toward the portal. In that moment the two looked at the portal, continuing like this both would be sucked back to hell. Alex wouldn’t allow this because her ‘baby’ needed her, Boogeymonster didn’t want this, he was hungry. The two sprung off each other to avoid the portal.

The Boogeymonster lashed an arm out catching Alex around the ankle and yanked at her closer to the portal. Alex slammed her paddle onto his claw to get him to let go, but it was already too late. She was near the portal and felt it’s pull, dragging her faster and faster as it’s need for a demonic being grew. If she was at her full power she would walk over the damn thing without a care pluck Boogey up and drop him in like one throws a bug in the toilet. Right now she was fighting all her might just to not get dragged in. Her wings began to unfurl, the cloth like webbing being unspooled as the portal greedily tried to suck it in. Alex took the cloth and did her best to manipulate it to wrap around the handle of her paddle. Ebenezer Von Spank was heavy, the portal wouldn’t suck it in that quickly.

The Boogeymonster cackled a few of his arms grabbing at doors and walls to help hold himself in place while he reached out in an attempt to help the portal swallow Alex. The demoness needed to get the upper hand fast. In desperation she threw Ebenezer Von Spank at the monster. Being propely grounded was like having tethers that could pull in any direction Boogeymonster dodged with no problems as he tugged himself out of the way. Seeing Alex so vulnerable he lunged toward her talons outstretched, ready to claw at her tear her flesh away while he shoved her closer and closer to the portal. Yet he noticed something and it made him pause, Alex was smiling. He had been too eager to notice her wing flaps as uncoiled as they were stretched past him. Alex flexed her metacarpals and the cloth-like membrane began to recoil back. Along with Ebenezer Von Spank. The Boogeymonster was too late. The massive paddle slammed into the back of Boogeymonster’s head, sending him sprawling past Alex. The portal’s appetite, which was now starting to become voracious, began to suck up the monster to satisfy its hunger.

“I WiLl NoT go AlONe!” The Boogeymonster cried and grabbed her ankle with one arm then the other ankle with a different one, wing, thigh, tail. Each arm lash out to grab some part of Alex. He even grabbed Ebenezer Von Spank just to have something of hers. Alex pulled with all her might hoping Boogeymonster’s grip would give out before hers did. Then she felt it, one hand gave out and she watched as her nails began to drag through the floor. Alex looked to one of the many doors, it didn’t matter which one in this dream like world was his. She wanted to see her little boy, her baby that was lying alone in a big bed without his mommy, without her he would wake up scared and helpless…at least however, the Boogeymonster wouldn’t get him.

“I’m sorry Johnny” she whispered and let go…

The portal swallowed them both.

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Chapter 12: Alone

John awoke to the sun blaring on his face. He grumbled as his sleep was disturbed.

“Alex?” He asked softly but there came no reply. John searched blindly with one arm before he finally opened them. “Alex!?” He called a bit louder. He didnt smell the aroma of a fresh cooked breakfast, but maybe he just got up earlier and she was just starting it. He got up from the bed and looked down to find himself in a diaper, nearby an empty baby bottle. He winced as he knew he was going to get teased about this, he had picked to wear the diaper, and voila it was dry, the baby bottle was empty. He gave a whine even though she said he wasn’t, this was already a hard fact that he was a baby. She would tease and remind him of this very night. At least though he didn’t pee or poop his diaper so he could at least stand proud to say he was a big boy.

John got up and headed for the kitchen. “Alex?” He called as he entered but saw the kitchen was clean save for some dishes that needed to be put away. “Alex?” Once again John called, however he was starting to panic. “M-mom?” It came so naturally to him to call out for her with that special word. “Mommy?!” John rushed to her bedroom and knocked. “You in there, are you awake? Mommy?” He called. His knocking soon became a pounding and juggling of the doorknob. “Mommy! Please!” He cried and when there was still no reply was when he broke. John fell to the ground and began to cry. His mommy was missing and he was alone. John felt his diaper grow warm and expand as his pee was absorbed, but he didn’t care Mommy was missing.


“GGgrAhahhAhHHahHH” the Boogeymonster screamed and thrashed upon the obsidian sand.

“Shit, piss, fuck, damn it!” Alex scrambled up as the black sand burned at her skin like a sausage patty in a hot skillet. Once she was up on her hooves however, she was fine and dusted off the burning flecks of black sand. The Boogeymonster would not have the same safety.

“THE BLACK SEA, YOU BABY-CRAZY BITCH?! REALLY?!” The Boogeymonster asked incredulously. Alex picked up Ebenezer Von Spank and began to slam it down on the monster.

“Best place I know that would make you suffer”

“I AM ETERNAL, I AM THE FIRST NIGHTMARE, I AM-DAMN IT!” the Boogeymonster plunged his paws into the sand and scrambled away from Alex. “YoU CanNoT KiLl mEeEE” he said.

“No…but it feels so good to smack you for EATING MY BABIES” Alex chased after him trying to smack him once more. She knew she couldn’t kill him. So long as there was even one child to fear the dark and the monster that lurked in closets and under beds he would live.

Their little ballet lasted for a couple of hours when the sun, the dry air and the burning sand was too much for them to continue, they could only catch their breath and burn. Even Alex’s hooves could no longer save her from the burning of the sand.

The Black Sea, a desert of nothing but sharp black rocks and their grains of sand. A place in hell no one liked, even those that loved to watch people melt and burn. The place was simply too hot, man, woman, demon, devil, celestial even a god, no one was safe from the blazing sun above and the burning from below. Even when night would fall to nearly freezing temps The Black Sea would burn at you. Night was especially cruel, half of you felt like freezing but the frying pan below you kept burning at you. Eventually the sand would cool off enough that one felt happy to lay upon it a warm embrace from the freezing cold. It wouldn’t be long however when dawn would break and you had at best an hour before you were fryingbonce again.

So the Demoness and Monster traveled The Black Sea. Alex unfurled her wings to help give them shade, Boogeymonster helped hold them over the two. The power of The Black Sea. No matter how deep and terrible you might hate someone, it was shriveled to black char in this terrible desert.

“Where exactly did you place us?” The Boogeymonster asked, his voice weak and tired it lost it’s terrible boom and could only let out a tiny whispered squeak. Alex was silent for a moment. Before it was a beautiful spot to send the Boogeymonster, a spot that no matter where you went, North, East, South or West, it would take just as long as the others. It held a special name because of this one that was simply there to state a fact.

“Dead Center,” she replied.

“Oh…” The Boogeymonster didn’t yell, or scream, he wasn’t even angry, he quietly resigned himself to walk.


John awoke to find himself on the floor in front of Mommy’s room, Alex’s room. He had cried himself to sleep. He sat up and went into the living room where he sat upon the couch feeling his diaper squish against him. Mommy would take care of that…wait. John sniffled again feeling another crying fit coming. Mommy wouldn’t be changing him soon, or encouraging his potty training, or teasing him about his diaper. Where had she gone? Did he lose the bet? Was this it? He had somehow admitted he didn’t want the job and became Alex’s baby? If that were true this was a hell, wanting Mommy but she wasn’t there.

John’s stomach growled, checking the time he saw it was lunchtime. So he turned on the T.V to watch some cartoons and waited for lunch. Yet of course Lunch wouldn’t come as Mommy wasn’t here to make it, he would need to do it himself. John went to the kitchen and figured he wanted spaghetti, that should be easy to make. What was first? Pot of water. He grsbbed a pot, filled it with water maybe a bit too full as he spilled it all into the floor. It was fine, mommy would clean that up. He put the pot on the stove and stood there looking at the knobs. This was something for Mommy to do, but he would have to do it. He turned the knob and fwoosh, on came the fire. Now he had to wait.

“Might as well get the sghetti” John said to himself. It was all the way up in the high cabinet above the stove. John reached up, opened the cupboard and pulled the box of spaghetti down. Wait. Why did he think the cupboard was super high up when he was nearly eye level with it? Come to think of it, he would normally do this kind of thing everyday anyway so why was he struggling now? John’s belly rumbled again and he waved the thoughts away to focus on food. Water boiled, ok, put the spaghetti in, ok, use a spaghetti fork to stir, ok, once soft pour into a colander, ok, strain water, put spaghetti back into pot, add butter. Done! That was all very easy, John let himself just make it, before he was thinking how Mommy would do it, but he never did watch Alex make the food, she just usher him to the living room to watch cartoons. John ate his spaghetti. He didn’t have any sauce, or meatballs or parmesan to go with it, which is perfectly fine. As was normal John set himself up in the living room and turned on some cartoons. He wasn’t going to get in trouble for not watching them.

After lunch he felt the need to go. He had yet to get his diaper changed and he didn’t know how to change or where Alex kept the diapers. Then he thought about it. He was a big boy, he could use the potty! John headed to the bathroom and was excited to finally get to use the potty. Wait…no he had used the potty many times before, why would he think that? A cramp called to him and it broke his confusion for the more pressing matter. First he had to get his diaper off. He looked at the diaper. He wasn’t sure what but something told him he couldn’t remove it, it was impossible. Yet he wanted to use the potty really bad. John knew it had tapes, he clawed at them, hoping a nail would scrape them loose. However he had a bad habit of chewing on his nails and making them too short for tasks like this. Even with what he had he made no progress. With the need to go and no hope of getting the diaper off John was ready to use them, maybe Mommy would be home soon and she could change him.

Then an idea popped in his head. A diaper didn’t make him a baby as Mommy Alex had said, it was like a pull-up just better at containing ‘accidents’. John grabbed the hem of the diaper and began to push it down. The diaper bunched up tight as it refused to leave his waist. A bit of tugging, wiggling and pushing the diaper soon dropped to the floor. John victoriously sat upon the porcelain throne and began to relieve himself. Out ofbhabbit he reached down to where he kept some reading material and pulled out a magazine. Specifically a porno mag. Sure there was the internet but John liked his dirty mags, and other magazines for the times he would forget his phone in another room. At first John felt embarrassed to see such a thing but as blood drained from one place to another his embarrassment turned into lust. As John finished in the bathroom. He took care of his diaper and went to get dressed. Normally mommy Alex would pick out his clothes. The thought stood in his mind for a moment. She hadn’t been here that long. John would just get dressed himself, so he did, a simple grey shirt, boxers and jeans. This was his normal at least it felt that way, whatever Alex had been doing was only brief but it felt like it had been unnaturally long. With her gone he would have to take care of himself like a big boy, until she got back.


Two miserable days, two days of treading the onyx sands of The Black Sea. It was a sight to behold however, Alex dragged Ebenezer Von Spank behind her, while the Boogeymonster rode on it and held up her wings for shade and used some extra feet to help push. At night she would take to the sky allowing the freezing temp to cool them down, and dropping back down to the burning sands to warm up. This wouldn’t last however, as demons, they had incredible stamina and endurance to keep moving where a human needed to rest. This didn’t mean it was comfortable. They too needed rest and it wouldn’t be long before they would tire. However, Two miserable days and nights straight was all they needed.

Alex wasn’t paying attention as the black sand began to show grey and brown, which slowly became green. The Boogeymonster absentmindedly plucked some of the green grass off the ground and stared at it in his hand as if he had lost it, fried to ash by The Black Sea.

“Grass…” he mumbled.

“Yep, grass, that would be nice” Alex mumbled back, her mind not processing her surroundings.

“Grass” he began to boom, his excitement growing as he grabbed at the dry looking strands. “GrAss, GRaSs, grAss, AhaHahAHAhahA!” The Boogeymonster cheered and laughed moving off the paddle to grab at more grass and toss it around. Alex, feeling her wings drop, looked back at The Boogeymonster. He had finally lost it, his mind taken by The Black Sea. It was sad honestly while she hated his very being, it was not the way she wanted to see him go. Maybe if she hadn’t endured The Black Sea with him she would have loved it, but after going through such a hell she didn’t wish that upon her…hey there’s a tree! It took her mind a moment to process the scrawny stick of a thing that towered above them.

“Tree” Alex said with a hint of a giggle in her voice.

“ThErE’s GRaSS!” The Boogeymonster cheered. Alex looked at her feet. It wasn’t the green meadows she was expecting, just tufts of long green strands of the stuff.

“There’s Grass!” She cheered. She looked around as The Black Sea began to turn to a vibrant green jungle. “There’s Trees!”

“THerE’s TrEEs!” The Boogeymonster confirmed. The two laughed and cheered and danced and hugged, maybe a kiss or two. If they had lost their minds they at least lost them together.

“Water” Alex whispered and looked toward the jungle. She then pointed for Boogeymonster to see. “Water!” If there were trees and grass near the desert surely water wasn’t far behind. The two began to scramble toward the sense trees’ new life invigorated in them as they headed toward the possible life giving liquid. They needn’t go far as they tumbled past some bushes and tumbled head first into a shallow river. The water was warm, nearly hot but it was still far colder than the Black Sea and blissfully refreshing. The two lay there allowing their tired muscles and scorched flesh to drink up the refreshing water and enjoy the moment to relax.

After some time relaxing they two followed the river which led to a road, which led to a city. The city was close by. It used the Black Sea as a form of death sentence and those exiled had to walk through it. As they came close to the gates The Boogeymonster began to slink off.

“We PaRt HEre” he said.

“Very well, I can’t expect you would be welcomed all things considered” Alex sgreed. “I see you again” she warned “I will kill you”

“I aM SuRe, IF yOU cAn FinD a ChILd beFOrE I Do” the Boogeymonster slinked off into shadows returning to a familiar domain. Alex approached the gates of the demon city and entered them. She was quickly greeted and seeing her poor state was quickly given a palanquin to ride in and an orphaned child.

“Aww hi sweety!” Alex was worn out and wanted to rest but she couldn’t help herself when there was someone to nurture and fawn over. Alex simply wanted to return home. She informed her new child of the new home they would go to, the many brothers and sisters they would have, toys and games a plenty. As the portal was set up, Alex noted a number of dead bodies around it and black sand. The town revolved around its sacrifices to The Black Sea. Oddly she noted that summoning a demon from this area wouldn’t be impossible, you needed black sand, mostly basalt, an onyx dagger and a very good heat lamp or live somewhere hot, you needed a circle of the sand, blood flowing from a living victim, the victims needed to die of heatstroke while blood flowed from them, then the remains dried up and the bones charred and crushed…maybe that would take too long.

The portal opened and before Alex stepped though she turned to one of the servants. “Do you have other Orphan children?” She asked.

“We have been waiting for the annual transfer to send you kids, mother,” the servant said. Alex simply smiled,

“That is alright I will take them all now” she demanded. Two days without someone to nurture was worse than what the Black Sea ever could do, her maternal madness was hitting a peak and if it wasn’t for the child she now had she would be going wild turning as many people she could into her children. Even with her power low she just needed one person to baby, and it would be enough to instantly baby another which in turn would fuel her for another. This rarely happened and if she had a nickel for everytime it happened, she might have two dollars.

“Well, my Lady, it’s just that….” The servant hesitated. Alex turned and grabbed his chin with thumb and finger making him look at her.

“Aww, are you eager to be Mommy’s little baby?” She cooed. The servant squirmed before her as her eyes blazed with pink and blue flames.

“No, mommy, I mean yes mommy, I MEAN…”

“What do you think sweety, do you want him to be your new baby brother?” She asked her new child. The child shook their head. “Aww how unfortunate” Alex frowned, “the children please” she demanded and the servant hurried off. It wasn’t long when several children were brought forth, Alex greeted them all as their new mommy and off they went into the portal.

On the other side was “The Daycare” the demon world’s kingdom where the denizens of hell would drop off their kids for an afternoon by themselves, or simynto help teach them things, give them some kind of activity and on some occasions the adults would become the children, thanks to Alex’s mommy craze to any and all beings. The first thing one would notice of The Daycare would be the man large playground equipment scattered across fields of plush carpet of many colors. There were fields of grass to play in, beaches of sand with shallow water, sand boxes, tree houses and various houses for food and sleep. Above all of them though was a large shimmering white castle with blue and pink trim and depictions of fun cartoonish animals and people, Mother’s Castle.

As she stepped from the portal there were already some rather mature looking young adults, these were some of her children, the ones allowed to grow up, the ones who helped maintain the daycare and take care of the many children, as her children put it they were Big Brothers and Sisters.

“Welcome Home Mother!” The big sisters and brothers said. Alex gave them all a big smile. The little ones behind her came through the portal and gawked at the world around them. The older siblings quickly introduced themselves and began to lead them into their new home.

“I’ll be with them shortly,” Alex said as the most mature older sibling stepped forth, she was dressed in standard brown office skirt and jacket with a set glasses and clipboard.

“Welcome back mother, is that the contract baby? She seems much older than anticipated.” She said.

“No sadly” Alex said forlornly. She looked at the child in her hands and set her down. “Go and play Mommy will see you later” she said.

“No announcement mother?” Alex’s daughter asked.

“Despite the children with me, I am very exhausted, a certain…bug…interrupted me at a most vulnerable moment, it may now take me longer than expected to get my little Jenny”

“Oh! So are you getting a little sissy boy, or going straight girly girl for him? I understood you were contracted with a John Cromwell”

“I am feeling full girly girl with this one, but after boog- the “bug”. It is up in the air.” Alex said, if there was one name to never speak in this land it was Boogeymonster. It was impossible to get rid of as kids so show just got the idea of him in their head, and while wanting Mommy to take care of the Boogeymonster was a bit of a boon. It tended to lure him in.

"Are you heading back right away?

“No…I want a day to enjoy my children, little Johnny is more than likely a big boy now, best worse case scenario, he will be very sorry, very hungry and need his Mommy even more, worse case, he is being taken care of and in a hospital or something, worse worse he is a full adult again and that is what I am goi g to have to deal with, worse worse worse…” Alex bit her tongue on the idea that Boogeymonster got him.

“Mother best not stress about it now, let us just get you a bath and I will have the other siblings gather all the children for playtime and naps” she said.

“Thank you sweety” Alex hugged her most adult daughter and headed for the castle. She needed the rest, she needed her children and soon she would return to the mortal realm once again and she would play with Johnny once again.

Afterthought: Fun fact, apparently Black deserts are cooler than a regular one. Though I suspect there isn’t any Sahara level of desert. I didn’t look up much on them just wanted to confirm if they would be hotter, and stay hot well after the sun went down, they do not, apparently. They cool rather quickly. But hey in a fantasy setting not everything needs to follow laws of real life and there is a thing you kinda now know. If I am still wrong feel free to correct me.

After After: dear gods so happy to get this chapter out…had a bit of writer’s block for chapter 13 and overall felt uninspired, now with that out of the way I can hopefully get the train moving again on it, pray that I don’t lose steam on the next chapter!

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Chapter 13: Round 2

It had been three days since Alex had disappeared. Three days John took care of himself and other than watching cartoons for lunch things were back to normal. He no longer thought of himself as a child missing his mommy. Though that day and the morning after left an impression on him. He had to call up his real mom and talk to her a bit. He did that yesterday and he did that today. It was refreshing hearing her and talking about mundane life stuff, it took his mind off the fact he didn’t have Alex caring for him.

It was just then he heard a familiar noise, it was faint and it was terrifying when you lived alone. The sounds of footsteps slowly ascending the stairs from the basement. John grabbed his baseball bat and readied it waiting for whatever it was to open the door. Could they open the door? It was locked and last he checked no key could open it, Alex had changed the very nature of the door so only she could access it. Was it possible she ce back, or was there something else waiti g down there, wondering where its master went or had been waiti g for the demoness to truly begone before it decided to leave the confi es of the basement.

John watched holding his breath as the steps soon reached the top of the stairs and watched the door handle began to jiggle. It slowly turned the sound of the springs and gears working to move the latch. Then came the creak as the door opened.

“Johnny? Momma’s Home!” Alex called as she stepped out from the basement, closing the door behind her. She was in her human form though now her skin was pale, if a bit tan rather than her sunburnt tone. Much like a child whose parent got home John let go of his breath and rushed over to give Alex a hug.

“Alex! I missed you” John said. Alex held him a moment and pushed him away holding his shoulders as she looked at him with a sad smile.

“I am so sorry sweety, I didn’t mean to leave you like that honest!” She told him. “I had a very urgent thing to take care of and I am so sorry it kept me away” she said.

“It’s ok, I forgive you, things were a bit hectic but um, things are back to normal” John didn’t want to tell her how long he was in a wet diaper for, or how childish he was going to the bathroom and relearning all that he already knew.

“It won’t happen again I promise!” Alex told him giving him one more hug before letting go. “In facty little time away let me go home and…recharge so I have all my power back!” She said excitedly. John couldn’t believe it if she had her power back then he could have that new position at his job now.

“So that means I win…you are full power so you will put it towards my promotion, and I get my shiny office of gold!” He said triumphantly. His victory would be short lived. Alex gave a chuckle and mischievous smile.

“No” she said matter of factly. “This interruption was something not covered by the contract. It forced me away from you and from that, well…I could cheat right now, for you or myself” and she snapped to punctuate how easy it would be to cheat. “So I propose a new game, same rules and all, show me what a big boy you are and everyday I will push you one step closer to that new job.” She said. “Just like before, show me otherwise however and well, you know what will happen” she said. John did and last time he was damn close to being stuck in cribs and being bottlefed if not worse. “So be honest Johnny, while I was away did you use your diaper? I won’t be upset if you did”. John hesitated could she tell if he was lying, would it be possible to stand proud and say he wasn’t in a wet diaper for almost a whole day….could she read his mind? “I can’t read minds Johnny, go on you can tell me” she said that wasn’t a good sign could she read minds or not, had they played this game before?

“I…well…not really…” he soon gave in “yes, I wet it” John felt Alex wrap her arms around him and hold him.

“Aww my poor baby, all wet and mommy not there to change you, poor baby could have gotten a rash” she cooed and John wanted to pull away from her. He felt her hand touch his cheek and turn his head to look at her. “But see? You needed those diapers and were a big boy for playing it safe and choosing them” Alex told him. “Mommy would be more upset if you made tinkles on the carpet” she gave his head a pat. “Do you want another diaper tonight, just to be safe?” John pushed her hand away.

“I’m good, thank you” he said. “You have been gone for some spell you weaved is gone” he said with a smirk. “I am an adult once again” Alex gave a big mischievous grin.

“An adult he says…tell me then has the ‘adult’ been making sure to follow all the rules?” John triumphantly smiled at this.

“I have right down to the letter” it wasn’t hard at least he was following the rules that didn’t directly require Alex, “within reason…” he added.

“So then the big strong adult has been watching little baby cartoons all by himself?” Alex’s voice slowly began to slip into baby talk. John’s triumphant smile quickly collapsed. She got him with that, she had made it a rule and he feared even while she was gone the rules mattered to the letter. Alex only needed to watch the smile fall. “Mr. Adult Johnny watches little baby cartoons, I bet he needs diapers and drinks from baby bottles” Alex teased. John burned with embarrassment. He knew she loved to tease about this thing, but it stung all the same.

“You do too and you made me watch them” he snapped.

“Johnny, still a little boy” Alex smiled with genuine joy. “Sweety I have children to watch and speak with, children who have plenty of things to talk about, one of them being their favorite shows and I need to keep up with them so I know what my dear little ones are talking about, it isn’t a hundred percent effective but at least I show I care.” She said John held his palms up to dismiss the whole thing and Alex only smiled. “You can’t turn the tables on me that easily”

“Whatever!” John replied. Alex was pleased she feared he would have learned and been more of an adult than before. Alex followed after him.

“Well, now that I am back I say we have some fun! A little game followed by dinner and then some TV and then bedtime, with a story!”

“We can skip the story,” John said.

“You don’t want a story?” Alex asked a bit hurt, as if the thing had been a routine between for years now broken.

“I don’t need a story, I am an adult, TV, beer and a hot shower, another beer and I can be out like a light” he said. Alex gave a sneer at that idea, ever since the night of his nightmare she now hated the idea of things going wrong. Alex gave a little tut, catching John’s attention “what?”

“I am putting a rule on your beer drinking” she said firmly

“Oh come on!” John whined

“You come on, ever since that night I am in fear of the same thing happening again”

“Yeah let’s review that shall we?”

“I don’t want to fight about this, I am only making sure of your health”

“While you fuck me up with weird dreams and turn me in a baby…” John growled. Alex snapped her head up at him, her eyes blazing, giving him a look that simply said ‘One’. John felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up but he wasn’t going to be deterred.

"You have just as much control in those dreams, lucid dreaming you mortals call it. All I have done is set the scene and it is you, and your wild imagination that sets you on the path I laid out. If I don’t give you control, I would be cheating, so you can only blame yourself for playing a game you are not prepared for,’’ Alex said.

“That’s not fair!” John yelled and Alex laughed. It was a genuine full body laugh as if he told the best joke in the world.

“Not fair?” Alex chuckled as she settled herself down. “Sweety…it was never fair to begin with!” John was appalled and was ready to roar at her, but she had a look, a look that froze him to the spot. Alex began to approach John with pink and blue flames burning around her. Each step her form changed little by little. “You. Summoned. A. Demon” she placed deep emphasis on each word, nearly spitting them at him as if the words themselves would be like javelins and run him through sticking him to the wall or floor. It was only the four words by the time she was upon him and in those four words she revealed her true form. John stared at Alex, the point was made and staring at her the way she was he began to regret the whole thing. Alex gently reached out and caressed his cheek sliding her fingers down and around so she held his chin in her thumb and index making him look into the burning slits of her eyes. “Like a four year old playing a sport against professional players. You have no chance, but in good faith and humor the pros cheer on the child and help them score that best point, a touchdown or slam dunk. You can keep saying and if you keep strong I will hold you and give you that home run or push the ball in and cry out hole in one.” She said. “The game isn’t fair, but I am trying to make it fair” Alex then held up a baby bottle. “Now, as I said, every beer you drink, you must drink water right after and yes from a baby bottle. Drinking beer may be an adult thing, but it doesn’t make you an adult, we need to ballance that out” she said. “Understand?”

“Understood” John whimpered even if she wasn’t that much taller her true form was terrifying, he couldn’t look away from those eyes. Those black slits that seemed to blaze with fire, one pink one blue. Her wings had spread and hovered around her like a peacock in a mating ritual showing the colorful designs as they threatened to trap John close to her. Soon however it all began to fade and Alex returned to her human form.

“Now I think points have been made so let us enjoy our reunion sweety” she was back to being maternal and loving pulling him into her arms and trying to calm him down with combing his hair with one hand and rubbing his back with the other. “I will put a pizza in the oven and we can play a game ok” she said and went to do just that.

John shivered and sucked at his teeth regretting now more than ever how he should never have done this. Every movie, every video game, every story that dealt with summoning demons wound up being a bad idea. Except for the select few such as anime and pornography. Alex called for him as she began to get a card game ready and he took a deep breath and grumbled to himself

“Round Two…”

After thought: This chapter was a slog to get through at the time of it’s writing. A mixture of writer’s block and just uninspired. So sorry if this chapter isn’t as good as previous chapters.

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Glad to see the new chapter, I understand the writers block. Take your time and make it how you want.

The reunion felt like it should, two adversaries meeting in the ring again. It would have been weird for John to just fall back into the role he was in before after 3 days to snap out of it so to speak. I have been enjoying the back and forth between them, boogy was a great character to facilitate the tidal forces of Alex and John’s wills.

Looking forward to round two!

Chapter 14: Your Name

A week went by as John and Alex went about their routine. Alex was getting a bit flustered, John had been on his toes the entire week since her return. Alex got the bare minimum of nurturing she required from him. He woke up early, pot of coffee and breakfast made for the both before she was up, she got to make lunch and required cartoons. He made dinner most nights and with a little extra prep time he made rather complex meals paired with wine. Alex tried to argue he needed a bottle after dinner but he countered the rule was for beer and even went so far as to say she would be childish to change the rule to include wine, despite her rule to change rules as she saw fit. He dared challenge her?! Dangerous but she liked it and let that one slip. At night was even worse for her as he made sure to shut her out before she could tuck him in and say “Good Night” Alex was sure he knew her little good night saying was a spell, it was an obvious one but magical or not she loved saying it to him. Her only other saving grace were the proceeding days when she was allowed to cuddle and snuggle with him for small naps. She no longer needed them now, but why not keep your canteen full while you could? Plus she enjoyed cuddles.

Once again today John was still just as annoyingly punctual as an adult. Alex glared half joyously, half irritated at how much he was keeping up on this. As proof she was keeping her end of the deal, Jimmy, John’s work rival, had been found sexually harassing one of his co-workers. A slap on the wrist at worst but one of soon many to come that would end his career. There were also a few important files mysteriously vanished, he was to turn in, a late night could fix that too but one late night of many soon to come.

Breakfast came and went. John stood up and grabbed his phone, swiping it up and heading out of the kitchen.

“Where are you going?” Alex asked curiously.

“I am just going to make a call real quick, it’s been a week,” he said. Alex cocked her head in suspicion. He never made calls, or as long as she had known anyway. Also, ‘it’s been a week’ ? Something he was doing before she returned. Alex got up and followed after him. He was busy inputting his password.

“Who are you calling?” She asked. John looked up as he thumbed over to the phone icon.

“Oh don’t worry about it…” he said and clicked to open the app.

“Who Are You Calling?” Alex asked a bit more firmly, curiosity was eating at her more so than the very named demon who liked to eat people, huge coincidence.

“Just my Mom, when you left I just had an urge to call her and…” John stopped his thumb on the contact for his mom. “…talk…to…her…” the room felt cold all of a sudden. John looked up to see Alex standing there arms crossed and the most terrifying smile he had seen on her.

“Who?” Alex chirped, nearly whispering the question. John swallowed hard, he screwed up but he was already in deep water.

“M-my M-mom” he replied. Alex tilted her head toward him, a sort of ‘don’t be silly’ expression on her face.

“Me…of course” Alex said flashing a sharp toothed smile, with a bit of joy to it but all still furious.

“What? You’re not my Mom” and then it was too late. John felt his body grow as cold as the room felt. He bit his tongue, he said it so plainly, so naturally. He didn’t want to lie, he was too scared of the consequences that that could bring. Too late, the lie would have saved him.

“Put the phone down….” Alex said quieter than before almost mouthing them instead. Her smile had faded to a face of serious contempt. John stood there frozen and in fear his hand pulled his phone closer to him. There was a twitch to Alex’s eye and a tilt to her head out of pure rage. “John-” Alex cut herself off and grinned she came here unsure how she wanted her new little boy, but now it was clear. Her eyes burned with cotton candy colors. “JENNIFER RENEE CROMWELL, YOU PUT THAT PHONE DOWN THIS INSTANT” John slapped the phone down the moment she yelled his name, wait…that wasn’t his name. Alex stormed over to him, her face firm but angry. She grabbed John by the wrist and led him down the hall to their room. She passed by his and went to hers she barely needed to wave a finger before she grabbed the door knob and opened it. John was dragged into the room.

The room had changed slightly a bit brighter pink, the bed had pink blankets white sheets and some lace near the bottom. A stuffed bear on the bed which looked to be overly cuddled sat next to a pillow. Some stuffed animals and a toy box in one corner, a large vanity mirror with makeup up on display. The dresser wasn’t much different but there was a closet John knew wasn’t there before.

“Take your clothes off,” Alex ordered.

“What?”

“Strip young lady” Alex stamped her foot which made John jump and began to strip out of his clothes. He soon was stripped of all but his boxers. Alex only glared at him hands on hips. Sheepishly John removed those as well. Alex furiously retrieved his clothes and tossed them into a hamper where a burst of cotton candy flames incinerated them. “This” Alex said calmly and pointed at the floor. “Is your room now, and everything in it is yours, clothes included.”

Even naked John mustered up what courage he had to stand up to the demonness. “I am not a girl!” He tried to sound manly but Alex easily quashed his resolve. Gently, tenderly she placed her hands on his cheeks and gazed up at him her pupils were slits with a burning fire blazing off then a look of madness on Alex’s face.

“John said…Johnathan Cromwell said…that I am not his mommy” she said nearly as deranged as her demonic eyes made her look. Her thumb caressed John’s cheek and she looked longingly at him as if a mother reunited with her loving child. “But you, sweety, honey, my darling little child my absolute joy of the world, my baby…I am your mother” Alex then got very close to his face to whisper her eyes locked with his and stared deep into his eyes as if the very fire of her own eyes would burn and melt his eyes to black charred sockets. “And I have a Daughter” Alex let go and went to the door. “Get dressed, I expect fully and properly dressed….like a good girl, if not I will dress you myself” Alex said, giving him one more good glare with her burning eyes before she shut the door and left.

John stood there for a moment in that overtly girly bedroom. He had been so careful, so meticulous in his plans to keep ahead of her, he had done so well. Get up before her, stick to a routine, use down time to plan dinner for a day or two ahead. Never let her get the chance to baby you outside predetermined moments and even during those maintain a mature attitude, make conversation about anything if you could. He just let one thing slip his mind, She was his mother. He could have lied and said he was calling a friend, not entirely a lie in his case. Alex was jealous of any other mother figure and now he slipped right into her arms instead of pretending to. John took a deep breath. All was not lost he could still get out of this…he upset Alex and maybe with a bit of time she would cool off. For now he had to face the music and face one of his greatest fears.

John started with what he felt would be the easier of two subjects. Pants and a shirt. He found a simple button up grey blouse damn thing closest to a ‘normal’ shirt if the material was just a bit thicker. Sadly for him it was pretty easy to find these and while he hoped it would delay what he dreaded to put on, at least on the outside he could pretend he wasn’t wearing women’s clothes.

Which is worse: panties or a bra? The winner? The bra. It was a pain to get on and a pain to feel. It pressed against his chest and back and shoulders. A constant reminder of it being there. probably what girls felt the first time but after so many years could probably ignore it. He did not want to get used to this. Panties were no better, they squeezed his fruits and there was no space for his penis to breathe felt like they would all suck up into his body. Worst of all not a single undergarment went without lace or a bow. He hoped to find something plain to help trick his mind into thinking he was just wearing tight underwear and bunched up tank top he couldn’t fix. The lace tickled at his skin noatter how he moved. Once the pants and blouse were on they didn’t help. The pants hugged his legs and hips and the shirt was too breezy for his liking. John looked at himself in the mirror. He was no beauty pageant queen, it was rare but he sometimes got mistaken for a girl, before this. Now how could you mistake him for a guy?

A knock came at the door. “Jenny you dressed?” Alex called, she sounded like she calmed down her tone was one of curiosity and all around pleasant.

“I’m fine…” John called back he cursed to himself for even responding to that name, better than Alex barging in on him while he was trying to mentally prepare himself. He would get through this, and things would go back to normal.

Alex barged in anyway and began to look John up and down. He noticed her eyes still held that anger, that madness he gazed into before. Her face scrunched up pondering but disappointed. She knew it wasn’t expected but had hoped that her new daughter would pick out a nice dress or something. She smiled and looked down at John’s feet, bare no socks.

“Don’t need to worry about socks unless we go out somewhere, let mommy check you” she said. John flinched as she went about slipping a finger in John’s pants to check for panties and running a hand along his back for the straps of a bra. “Good girl” she said clearly pleased that John was being obedient.

“I am not a girl” John growled. Alex grinned at him.

“No, just a sissy boy, a naughty, disrespectful, sissy girly boy” Alex’s eyes burned with a maternal madness. “But mommy loves you, mommy forgives you, and before long I am sure you will be Mommy’s perfect good little baby girl.” Alex gave John’s forehead a kiss before she left the room “be a good girl now and clean the mirrors and windows in the house, besides my room” she said and walked off. John grumbled about the room belonging to him but went about finding cleaner and a rag to wipe down the glass with.

The task took a couple hours. John had it in mind to simply imagine that what he was doing was normal, an everyday task. However, with every stretch of muscle, every turn, every slight movement, John felt his bra or panties remind him of their presence. He had to stop now and then to readjust his fruits that felt suffocated or the straps that slid off at times or bit into his soft flesh. Worst of all the lace that tickled him at times. John did his best to chant to himself what a man he was, but was undermined by the feminine wear that made itself known at all times.

“You will be more of a girl when you don’t notice it” Alex said at one point. She stood in the hallway drinking a glass of wine, at a moment when John was readjusting the clothing. She leaned against the wall as she watched a coy smile on her face but her eyes were still as mad as ever. John had seen that look once before when Alex wanted to adopt Sarah. Sadly there would be no one to snap her out of her madness for him. He was stuck with her maternal craze until he proved otherwise or submitted to it.

Alex and John made their way to the living room. Alex gestured to John to sit down.

“Now…” she started her head tilted high whip ever eyes cast downard on him, an emphasis on how below her he was. “What is your name?” She asked.

“J-John…” John stammered, another vicious grin. Alex reached down and took John’s hand gently but forcefully guiding him up.

“What is your name?” She asked again.

“Um…J-johnny?” He guessed against. Alex’s smile widened and in an instant John felt her pull him down. He was yanked off his feet, he plummeted toward the ground but stopped short of slamming into it as he felt his stomach lie across something firm and plush. He only realized just a moment too late that he was across Alex’s lap. Alex grabbed the hem of John’s pants and in one strong pull yanked them below his knees. Slowly she pulled the panties over his rump and settle partway on his thighs.

“You know better sweety, your name is Jennifer” Alex said. Her hand raised high and quickly swatted at John"s exposed ass. “Jennifer” Alex said with more force and her hand delivered another painful swat. “Momma’s good little girl” Spank “Mommy’s sweet little girl Swat “John is a boys name” Alex told her new daughter swatting John’s ass harder than before. 'Johnny is a boy’s name” another hard spank. “You are Jennifer, sometimes Jenny,” Alex gently rubbed at John’s ass letting have a small reprieve. “A girl” Spank “Mommy’s girl” Spank “my little girl” SPANK “Do you understand?” Alex asked her hand giving tiny pats to keep a reminder of their inevitable powerful swat

“Y-Yes M-Mommy!” John stammered, tears ran down his face his bottom stung at the powerful swats. He tried to resist, to endure the spanking but it was pointless as each slap nearly rocked his entire body.

“What is your name?” The question asked once again forceful, demanding.

“J-Jen…NO! IT’S JOHN” John screamed and thrashed and was rewarded a gentle caress on his rear. Almost soothing, John was more startled by it than another hard slap from her hand.

“Hold out your hands…” the command was soft but out of pain and fear John did so. Alex slipped out an object and placed it in them. It was a wooden paddle, black leather handle, holes drilled throughout the head and many different runes etched its length. Along one side of the paddle was a name. “This is my friend, Ebenezer Von Spank, you may call him Mr. Spanky, he is going to help you learn your name, say Hello Jennifer” Alex said but John said nothing. “You are going to say; ‘My Name is Jennifer’ everytime Mr. Spanky swats your bottom. If you don’t he will hit harder” Alex moved Ebenezer Von Spank from John’s hand. "I don’t want to do this baby, but you leave me no choice, I just want you know This Is Going to Hurt Me More Than it will Hurt You. John braced himself, he held his breath and gritted his teeth no matter what Alex wouldn’t get him to scream on the first swing he promised that. Alex readied the paddle he could hear the paddle fly through the air and his bottom was given the gentlest of touches a soft kiss from Mr. Spanky. John was a bit confused and his bottom stung he barely registered that it even happened. He heard the paddle woosh through the air and was given another soft touch just enough that through the stinging he could feel this one. Then came the woosh and he felt a small bump on his bottom. Another woosh another bump. John tried to look back but Alex held him firm over her lap, but out of his peripheral he could see that Alex was giving a show she swung Mr. Spanky as hard as she could but stopped short and gave his bottom just a slightly harder bop from the previous. When he felt the paddle hit his bottom and heard the soft sound of wood on flesh that he knew it would only get worse.

“My name is Jennifer” he murmured he wanted this hell to be over and if he did as told maybe she would end it sooner.

“You need to be louder baby, Mommy and Mr. Spanky can’t hear you.” The paddle came down a small slap this one began excited the nerves and his earlier spanking began to sting again.

“My Name is Jennifer” John said louder. The paddle came down and gave the same slap. “My Name is Jennifer” another same tempered slap, and another, and another…

This went on John lost track of time and began to tire, thankfully Mr. Spanky was there to keep John awake as he got used to small reminders only to feel a slightly stronger one. John lost track of time and soon Mr. Spanky was giving out full hard swats, making John cry out the line. John was still yelling ‘My Name is Jennifer’ even after Alex stopped, pulled up his panties and jeans and gently cradled him in her arms and softly stroked his cheek and hair. John’s red tear stained face looking up at her and saw she had tears running down her cheeks, it had hurt her to spank her little girl. John continued to say ‘My Nams is Jennifer’ to her nodding, it was his name after all. Alex gently shushed and held him close to her breast
He was soon moved from the living room to his new room. John was tucked into bed and given a teddy bear to cuddle he accepted it without a fuss and held it close. After sometime Alex came back with some food and John ate it in silence. After he was done Alex told him to get some rest, she helped change him out of his clothes and into a set of pink pajamas similar to his grey ones. Tucked into bed and the lights off, a soft dim glow from a nightlight not far from the door.

“Sweet dreams babygirl, Good Night Sleep Tight Don’t let the Bed Bugs Bite and if They do then take your Shoe and Hit Them until They are Black and Blue” and the door was closed tight.

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Chapter 15: A Different Map

John slept as soundly as anyone could with a sore bottom properly tenderized over hours from a spanking. He did drift off to sleep and found himself dreaming, he should have known he would but the possibility of ignoring his sore backside and getting proper rest seemed impossible.

John was in a black void and as his senses came around he found himself across a pair of thick thighs. His felt a pair of hands pull down his pajamas exposing his butt to open air. Then came a slap and the stinging pain to his bottom.

“My Name is Jennifer!” He cried out, either out of instinct or some magical force making him say it. His spanking session wasn’t over, it followed him to his dreams. Mr. Spanky wooshed through the air and brought more pain to John’s bottom. The room changed then. John was now lying on his back. Above him was Mommy, her pink and blue eyes gazing down at him with a big smile on her face. So happy to see her baby. John looked down at himself he was wearing a pink onesie with dark lettering he could make out saying Mommy’s Girl. He could feel the bulk of a diaper between his legs. Then everything went black. He was once again in the void across Alex’s lap. Ebenezer Von Spank flying through the air and slamming into his bottom. “My Name is Jennifer!” He cried out and in the pain the world would shift. The pain would vanish with it and once more he was with Mommy. Mommy wouldn’t spank him, not her good baby girl. The void returned with a woosh, but she would spank the naughty boy, spank him until he was gone. Pain, darkness and terror, Spank, light, love and happiness, woosh, a naughty boy who needed a spanking, Spank, a good girl who needed care and love. Over and over. John wanted the pain to stop so much he wanted to be that happy little girl with Mommy more and more. As time went on he will end himself to stay with Mommy as her little girl, it was granted he got to stay with Mommy, she held a bottle to his lips when he was hungry, gave him a diaper change when it became too wet or messy. Read him a story and sang softly when he was tired. This never lasted though, he would soon return to that void across Mommy’s lap, John would cry how sorry he was how he wanted to be a good girl just to make it stop. Spank! It would be granted and he spent countless hours with Mommy as a good girl like he wanted, yet he had to return to being John, hating it for the brief few seconds it took before

John awoke his butt still had a tired soreness to it but it didn’t sting. The door to his room opened and in popped Alex.

“Good Morning sweety” Alex chimed.

“Go away” he grumbled, he rolled over on bed and felt the soft plush toy next to him he grabbed it and chucked it away from the bed. Alex gave a sigh and John heard the dresser drawers being opened.

“I know you are still upset about yesterday sweety, but I did that for your own good.” John wasn’t going to take that kind of excuse.

“My own good?!” He yelled and shot out of bed standing on the mattress and stepping down to face Alex. His hair, a frazzled mess from tossing about last night. “You snapped because you are so Baby crazy you can’t accept there are other Mothers out in the world. You are so psychotic you are trying to change me into someone I am not!” He roared, “By the way My Name is John Cromwell! I am a Man! And I will Not be your Daughter!” John straightened his back and did his best to look menacing while wearing pink pajamas and feeling the lacey panties under them. Alex was not intimidated, her face showed little surprise. She smiled at John’s display and went back to picking out clothes from the drawers.

“Sweety, you are right, I was very upset, still am, but I was wrong to force such a thing upon you and try to change you in such a manner” She said.

“Good, then I am taking my room back and my clothes” He said but Alex stopped him.

“No! This is your room now, I locked the master bedroom; My room, so little girls don’t go through Mommy’s stuff. That isn’t changing, what also isn’t changing is how I refer to you. Right now, it is sort of like a pet name or nickname, I am going to call you Jennifer, Jenny, my little girl, my daughter, my baby, and there is nothing you can do stop me”

“I am not going to respond to those…”

“Yes you will, I will make sure you will, resist all you want eventually you will slip up and that little slip will make you stumble down a hill that will lead you down, down into my arms, suckling on my breasts, while you wet and mess your diapers, my little baby” Alex got in close glaring up with burning eyes, foretelling his fall for when he fails, she didn’t need to hide her end goal anyway. “Also!” She sang and shoved a stack of clothes into John’s arms. “Pretty clothes and dresses for you from now on as I will be forcing Rule Five of your rules. Now should you decide to pick the clothes out yourself or have Mommy do it, is still an act of Rule Five as I am making you wear whatever is in this room. But these clothes are for today.” Alex pointed at the stack and then began to leave. “Don’t take too long or I will change you into them, and perhaps I may consider that you might be too young for that, and I have such cute little outfits for little girls as young as that.” She said, “Breakfast will be ready soon”

John watched as the door closed and Alex walked down the hall. John turned and hurled the stack of clothes into the wall near his bed "“FUCK!” He roared and raised his foot to stamp it down on blind mad fury. He stopped himself before he could make the house tremble with his stomp. If he continued Alex would only take it as a tantrum and things would only get worse. He slumped on the bed and seethed with anger. He knew his streak of adulthood wasn’t going to be perfect, eventually Alex was going to find a chink on his armor and exploit that, he hated himself for opening the damn doors for her, no trojan horse required.

John calmed down, this wasn’t the end, not by a long shot. The game simply shifted fields, he was no longer on a familiar map and he had to learn the ins and outs of this. Today wasn’t going well for him but he could still turn this to his side. He was now in a living nightmare, all his life he hated getting mistaken for a girl, he hated the idea of being dressed like a girl. He gave another irritated sigh. He screwed up by letting Alex wake up before him and letting her pick out his clothes. He had to be vigilant from here on out.

John got dressed, Alex picked up a rather frilly blouse and matching skirt. He struggled with the bra and changed panties. Not much difference there. He cursed at the socks that ran all the up to his thigh, and he muttered curses as he brushed his hair in the vanity mirror in the room. He didn’t want Mother Daughter time for not brushing his hair, he just hated that he didn’t do this first. Having to look at the woman in the mirror while he brushed his long hair made him feel worse. He composed himself and strode from the room.

It was hard to feel manly with lace tickling him, straps around his chest and panties squeezing his fruits. It was even harder with the flowing skirt and feeling a breeze waft from underneath. To make all of this an absolutely, disgustingly, miserably, down to rock bottom hellish nightmare was…it felt nice. Shorts didn’t give this sort of air flow and it felt nice to feel the small gust as he strode caress between his legs. “Fffuck” he mumbled"

“That’s Two,” Alex chimed. John jumped at her sudden presence and had to clasp a hand to his mouth before he swore a third time. “Look how cute you are!” She cooed and smiled up at his face. “No makeup,” she said, a bit disappointed. “Well I guess I can’t expect my little girl to know what makeup is yet” she grinned. “Breakfast is ready!” She said John cursed himself, ‘Really?’ he thought, if he wanted to be an adult as a woman he had to wear makeup?! John calmed himself. He had to keep in mind this was no longer the same map they played on.

After breakfast and taking the initiative to do dishes like he had been doing, John retired to his new room and began to plan. He grabbed his phone and began to look up makeup tutorials. While he half watched he rummaged through the drawers and began to pick out clothes. Alex didn’t give him much to work with. Things were frilly, full of lace, pink, yellow, polka dot. The closet was no better, dresses and gowns galore. Coats and jackets as well. John made piles on the bed. Things he refused to wear, things he would and things he might. By the end he had only enough clothes for the week, give or take how reusable they were. He placed the stuff he. Would or might wear which made the drawers very barren. Sadly for him the top drawer was where all the panties and bras and socks, which was to the brim.

John spent the better portion of the day practicing the makeup. He didn’t want to use that much. Enough for Alex to say he was wearing it, but not so much that it was like a kid drew on his face. He hated this, as he practiced he thought on the whole thing. He needed to beat Alex in two weeks, or go back to work and have everyone thinking he transitioned over the month. He needed to keep his adulthood. Every day for the last week Alex had told him what was happening at work. She had made sure that once Jimmy was fired the only person to replace him would be John. ‘With a snap’ Alex kept referring. With a snap she could make it all happen but it was boring so she took the long road, taking her time. How long would she take though, if John was constantly resisting her? He needed to end this soon.

Lunch came around and as per rules they were watching cartoons. John sat feeling exposed in his skirt and makeup covering his face. Alex looked at him noticing something different and lea ed in close to look at him. He turned to face her.

“Look at you!” She nearly squealed with delight. “Have you been practicing all morning?” She then leaned close to his ear to whisper “I knew you would love being a girl” she giggled and went back to her show. That cut deep but John had to take it for now, Alex would never stop teasing him.

“I want to make a deal,” He said, staring at the TV but not watching it. " A bet of sorts" he said. This seemed to stop Alex’s good mood. She glared at him. “It took you about a week and I was crying for my mommy in a wet diaper” he heard a sharp breath from Alex. She hated hearing that, missing out at such a crucial time in his regression. “I have been able to stay an adult for a week, resisting your little charms, so here is my deal, if I can stay an adult for two weeks, I win” John told her. He could feel those cotton candy colored eyes trying to scorch him. He tried to change her fun. John didn’t know how she would respond but he began to hear her giggle, which soon changed to laughter. He looked at Alex as she tried to calm herself enough to speak.

“You want this to end in two weeks?” She asked “My little Jenny is scared to go to work cause she isn’t the big man she never was” Alex grinned her eyes a light with glee and anger. “I know what you want, get past two weeks our contract ends and you go back as that feminine man but in a fancy chair” she said. Now John began to give his own angry glare at her. The two glared at each other for a while. The cartoon characters in the tv joyfully singing some song in the background. John wasn’t sure how threatening his eyes could be, compared to those slits with burning heterochromic eyes. As the song ended the anger flashed away from her eyes and Alex returned to the TV. “Fine two weeks, if however you are not still an adult in two weeks our game will continue as scheduled. At such a time when you can’t get back to work, Mommy is going to bring you in to show off to all your ex co-workers everyday! You will lose, I will win. After much of your humiliation and cementing your babyhood, you will come home with me” Alex told him, the fate he was destined for if he lost. John held out his hand and smiled. Alex took it, a burst of black and red flames blazed around them and soon settled down. A piece of paper appeared and rolled out flames licked at the paper and words formed, the exact details of their agreement. Then it all vanished. “Deal has been made and Hell has updated the contract, now…take another bite” she said pointing at the plate of food before John.

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Chapter 16: A Plan

How to win against a demon, Step One, never start a game with them. Yet John needed to figure out how to beat Alex. After their deal was made she seemed to up her game. She told him four times to keep eating his food like a child who wasn’t eating properly. She called his methods of cleaning cute and adorable, finding any smudge or speck of dirt and teasing him that ‘Mommy’ should clean instead. She even tried to take over his jobs as he was midway cleaning. She was at war now and trying to get him to hand over control, so she could call him a child and coddle him.

If she was stepping up her game to have him in diapers in two weeks he needed to up his defence to fight back.

“Here sweety, let mommy do the dishes for you. This pan is still a bit greasy” Alex mentioned pulling a pan from the dish rack, she didn’t even check, getting in front of John to take over the job completely. John tried to fight for control but eventually lost out. He took a deep breath and gave up. He couldn’t win today, he had screwed up in the morning and the deal had fired up Alex. He decided to prepare for tomorrow.

Alarm clock set, clothes picked out, the same things he did before except with makeup ready on top of that. Breakfast, Lunch and dinner recipes ready. He needed to improve his cleaning and eat faster so she couldn’t remind him, but not too fast or she would say he would choke.

Yet there had to be something else. Something more that he could use to get an advantage on her, show her he was still an adult. It was in the bathroom he got an idea. John got himself ready for bed, getting the water ready in the shower. He worked his cock and got it up to full erection looking at himself in the mirror. He didn’t have much muscle tone, very soft features, thin waist, slightly wider hips. Yet his erect cock the very thing to define a man from a woman, there was no denying. He didn’t have anything impressive but nothing so miniscule you could make fun of him for it. He was a Man!

He noticed Alex’s bag on the counter, and a little something poking out. A small square package. He grabbed and looked it over. He didn’t need to look at it long to know what it was. A pad, he found it more odd that Alex, a demoness, needed such a thing. Maybe she had it there for him to find it, a ploy of him getting interested in things a woman would need, so she could tease him and claim how much he was not a man after all.

Another thought came to him, she was waiting for him to slip and tumble down a hill…so…did he have to slip? Why not walk down that hill? Just a bit, a small step, maybe a couple. Not to tumble down that hill but if there was a hill he wanted to climb up, he had to climb down this hill to climb up the other one. This one little thing, this pad or tampon. Sure he didn’t have the parts for it, but what if he embraced being a woman. Those few steps, he needed to stay an adult. That was the goal. If he had to play a woman to be on top of this game then…could he do that? He looked up at himself in the mirror. He hated the idea he had lived his life avoiding that.

“So why the long hair?” Alex asked, John looked back at her through the mirror. She wasn’t really there, but it was a question asked constantly. He didn’t want to be a girl but he had long hair, mixed with his androgynous figure, it didn’t help any arguments.

“Does it matter if I have long hair and a feminine figure? How does that define me as a man? I haven’t snapped at anyone, or bit their head off just for mistaking me, sure I am sick of it and I could reduce that if I chopped my hair short, why should I change how I want to look. I like the long hair, I can style it more than with short hair, I like to whip it around when headbanging to some heavy music. Yeah I get mistaken for a woman on occasion but all those times people are doing so from behind and again I don’t yell I don’t demean people. I turn around and correct them and move on. There are assholes out there who would use what I have as an excuse to feel superior to abuse being misgendered because they are no better than toddlers” he said. A speech he had rehearsed a thousand times over. Mirror Alex grinned at him. “So go fuck yourself.”

“That’s three,” Alex said. John turned his head to look over his shoulder. Fear flooding him thinking the Mirror Alex was the real thing and he just screwed up once again today. As he saw behind him there was nothing. Just the blank wall and towel rack. He gave a sigh.

“I hate the idea, but…two weeks” he swallowed the knot in his throat. He didn’t want to do this, but it was necessary. His pride only had to wait two weeks. Two weeks. “Please just two weeks, in and out,” he told his reflection. “That’s all, two weeks, just two weeks” he repeated, a deep breath, “two weeks no more” gazing into his eyes. Dizziness, nausea…“be over before we know it” labored breathing “two weeks”. The pattering of water from the shower booming in tandem with his pounding heart. Another deep breath. “My Name is Jennifer, I am a girl” he said staring daggers into his eyes. The ritual was over, he stepped away and into the shower.

John dressed for bed, fresh panties, his pink pajamas. Then Alex showed up.

“Do you need to be tucked into bed?” She asked. John turned to her and did his best to push her out, same as last week.

“No, but uh…hey, I was thinking we should go shopping tomorrow, I want to pick out some of my own clothes and I need some supplies” He told her. Alex looked very excited by this news.

“Oh that sounds wonderful, but what kind of supplies?”

“I think we are low on T.P, detergent, dish soap, groceries I plan on doing some stir fry later, deciding between shrimp or chicken” John said and began to close the door. He made sure to keep Alex from having a word just as usual, but she was waiting for her moment. He decided to unleash his pièce de résistance at this moment. “Oh and some pads for my period, i don’t have any and I don’t want to ruin my pristine white panties when it does happen, good night!” John shut the door and locked it as he always did to help shut Alex out, he did hear one thing though…

“Wait, what?” A perfect blow, he only wished he could have seen her face better before shutting the door. It was pointless to lock the door, Alex only needed a wave of her hand to undo the mortal lock and BAM she was in. Yet she respected John’s privacy so far and the little click of the latch help cement that he wanted her out. All day he had been losing the fight but at this moment he won, a small victory for playing on the new map. John went to bed grinning all the while.

Anxiety gripped John as he and Alex strode through the market. Alex was enjoying every moment of his squirming and flushed red face. Alex had to announce their relationship at nearly every corner to almost everyone they last.

“Daughter, do we need rice? Jenny sweety should we get miracle whip or Hellman’s? Mommy has plans for spaghetti tomorrow, pick some up for me ok?” She needed to notify whoever had ears that John was her daughter. John did his damnedest to not show how embarrassed he was. He had dressed in a pair of jeans and a low cut t-shirt, while it was rather normal, the underwear didn’t help how he felt. Its caress, the tightness, the intrusion in places it didn’t belong. He felt naked, like anyone who looked his way knew that some man was walking around in women’s clothes. With Alex’s comments he only felt more exposed.

There was still one order of bust he did not want to take care of but to help ensure his victory he needed to play that card. As they came out of an aisle John saw the next one, hygiene products. He didn’t want to, he hated the idea of it, nearly half the aisle wasn’t for men didn’t cater to their hygiene. Teeth was almost a quarter of the aisle, deodorant and body wash for men barely took up an eighth. The rest was for woman, hair, body, tampons and even incontinence products mixed in. Normally he wouldn’t have cared but he was after pads, in show to one up Alex. He wished he could have a shot of whisky or something to help take the edge off but this was a leap of faith and with a deep breath he jumped.

“Mom….I need to grab something…” he said, forcing the cart to turn and go down the aisle.

“What are you looking for daughter?” Alex announced. “Oh is it for new shampoo and conditioner? I believe this product would be best for your hair!” She said. Grabbing the boxes of hair products.

“No actually, I need…” John passed by the incontinence products and next to those were pads. Alex however was eyeing the adult diapers. “I need these mother!” John said, grabbing Alex’s attention. Her face scrunched up in confusion. “I need to be thinking about…” John wasn’t sure where such products aligned. Was this hygiene? Was this onto help with smell or cleanliness. He didn’t know what it was but… “keeping my panties clean” he said. Alex looked at him even more confused. “Mom…I only have white panties and when my period hits, at the very least I don’t want to ruin them” he told her. Alex gave a small laugh.

“Sweety you are not even a….” She stopped and her mouth hung open ready to say the word, but John had her trapped. To say he didn’t need pads for his gender, meant trying to make him her little girl was a failure, yet to admit he did need them was to admit he was old enough for them. Her face expressed as much, jaw open and unable to say a word. She looked at him and her eyes slowly began to burn with hatred. “You’re right, sweety…do you know what product you need?” She asked and just like that she had tossed the hot potato to him. He glanced at the products and his hand drifted to some random package of pads. Alex was quick though, “you sure honey? These are not as absorbent” she drifted her own hand to a package of depends. John saw her smile widened. “If you want that, you might as well go with these!” Her hand grabbed a package of undergarments that had tabs on them.

“You are right I actually need these” John grabbed a package of some other brand of pads and tossed them into the cart. “I mean you know what I need and you know as your daughter, what is best for me” he said. Alex stopped and glared at John for the moment and then looked around to see if there was anyone around. Her face expressed that there was no one there, no one to announce how mother and daughter were shopping and make it uncomfortable for John, watching him squirm. She gave up at that point but gave her mischievous grin. “Well, Mommy knows how forgetful you are, I’ll be sure to check for you” she said. The two finished their shopping and Alex stopped teasing him the rest of the trip. It gave John time to think what sort of hole he was putting himself in. Though he had to keep telling himself Two Weeks.

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