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Mark was done with Dan. His boss at the Burger Mart had been working him to death. In all honesty it was probably a reasonable amount, but to the eighteen year old Mark, it was one of a long line of headaches. Not only did he have to deal with his boss, but he had to go to high school five days a week for eight hours a day, on top of having to maintain grades and do his homework. Yet the most difficult part of Mark’s life wasn’t any of that. He was the superhero Invincible. Essentially, he was a real life Superman, but he thought he had the better costume. Since the day he first got his powers, his life had been nothing but hectic to say the least. During the day he would live as a normal high schooler with friends, crushes, and sleep deprivation. But by night, he’d have to crush Machine Head, The Emperor, and Universa. Granted, evil wasn’t one to wait, so he’d often have to ditch class to fight one of the many people and aliens who made his life protecting the city and world so hard. All the stress had caught up with him. Chad Anderson, one of his friends from school had a great idea to help lower his stress, if only temporarily, so he could recharge. “Ok dude. You know me, and I have just the thing for you to chillax.” “I don’t know man. You know I have my job, and my other job if you know what I mean. I can’t just skip out on those.” The two continued their walk out of the school building and towards their cars. “I know that. But, you don’t have work until Monday, so you have at least the rest of today, tomorrow, and Sunday to do it, and your dad will take care of your other job for a couple days so that’s not even an issue.” “I guess you’re right, man. So what’s your solution anyway. “Come back to my house and I’ll show you.” Mark followed Chad in his shiny car back to his house before the pair both jogged up the stairs and into his bedroom. “Alright, what is it you want to show me?” “This!” Chad pulled a blue bottle out of a box in his closet, holding it up for Mark to see. “Booze? Really? Your solution is that I drink myself into a daze?” “No silly. You’re a super hero. I thought you’d know a potion when you saw one.” “That’s a potion? That’s kinda like beer but way stronger.” “I mean I guess, but it really changes reality, whereas booze only changes it inside your head. So, what do ya say?” “Well, what’s it gonna do?” “Isn’t it more fun not knowing?” “No. Not at all.” “Ok that’s fine and all, but I think it would be more fun if you didn’t know what was going on, so how about if you drink it, I’ll drink my other one. That way you can trust it. But, I need to drink it after I get you all situated. You’ll see why.” “You promise man?” “Dude, I’d never hurt you like that ok? So why don’t you let me help you for once.” “Alright then.” Mark popped the lid to the bottle and took a big gulp. The taste was exquisite. Like candy and innocence. He would’ve thought about how he could’ve tasted innocence more if he didn’t feel his pants slide down his legs. His jeans hitting his feet sparked Mark, out of his stupor, and into action, quickly pulling his pants back up around his waist. Even then, the legs were pooling around his ankles. His shirt collar slipped down his right shoulder. Panicked, he called to Chad. “What’s happening?!” The squeak of his voice startled the superhero half to death as he let his pants go. It wasn’t an issue since his short sleeve shirt now went down to his knees. “Who in the world isn’t stressed? There’s only one answer. Little kids. This potion I got sends you back anywhere from one to five years old. And the range depends on the brand. This one tends to settle around two.” “What?! You made me into a two year old?!” “Not yet. You’re still regressing. It’s super cool to watch. All your muscles left and now you have the cutest little belly. Your arms and legs have all this baby fat on them too! I just want to squeeze and cuddle you.” “Dude! Stop! I don’t wanna be a baby! I wanna be big! I hafta fight cwime!” “Not this weekend you don’t. You can chill here at my place since my parents are gone all week, and we can play.” “That sounds awful. Turn me back right now.” “No can do. It last at least twenty four hours before you can reverse the spell. So enjoy the next day like this and keep an open mind.” Chad headed to his closet once again, this time with his pocket knife, cutting a box open. Mark toddled over to him, peering into the dark space, seeing nothing but a box. “Alright Mark. Let’s get your diaper on you.” “What?! Thewe is no way I’m weawing that.” “Here’s the deal. I know you’re not potty trained like this, so I’m not even gonna fight you on it, so you can either get on the bed willingly, or I can put you there.” “Twy me.” Chad scooped Mark up and pinned him on the bed, unfurling the diaper as Mark swung at him. “Why awen’t my powews wowking?!” “Cause you didn’t get them till last year. Of course you wouldn’t have them as a two year old.” Chad slipped the diaper under Mark’s bottom and set the boy down. The touch of the childish garment felt incredible to Mark. It was so soft and felt so right like it was. When Chad flipped the front up and velcroed the straps on, he knew that he loved how it felt. Sheepishly, he blushed and looked away. “Awwww. Someone likes his diaper.” “Do not!” Mark stood him up, and gave him a diaper pat. He could just about close his legs with it between them, but it felt so soft and nice that he didn’t care. “Alright bud. You ready for me to join you?” “You bettew. Took you long enough.” “Alrighty then. I’ve laid out a diaper for me, and Amber is gonna come over and watch us.” “What?! That’s my ex!” “Yeah, but not really. We all know you’re gonna get back together, and she thought this was a cute idea. And I’m sure you’ll warm up to all of this.” “Dude this sucks. How can I get used ta this?” “Just trust me, you will.” Chad pulled out another bottle from the closet and threw it down the hatch. His muscles pulled in and melted away as his height steadily faded away. “Dude this is so cwazy! You look twelve! Is that how it looked for me?” “I think so. I’ve never seen this on anyone but you. I was only fifty fifty it was gonna work. But boy I sound weird! My voice is so high!” “I know! But you’we still way biggew than me.” “Yeah but I’m still shrinking. See, my pants are at my ankles. But that’s ok! I think I’m gonna be a little older than you if the lady at the store told me right.” Chad’s pants had pooled at his ankles and his shirt now hung off his left shoulder, covering his knees. He had fully regressed to just above two, exactly like Mark. “Hey! Now we the same age!” “Yeah we awe! When is Ambew gonna get hewe?” “She left when I texted so I think…” DING DONG The boys scampered toward the stairs and carefully made their way down them to the front door to see Amber letting herself inside. “Ambew!” “Hey boys. Someone told me you were little and needed some help.” “Yeah! Chad maded me little and now we’we both little!” “I see that. And Chad isn’t wearing anything. I think we need to give someone a diaper.” “Yeah! If I hafta wear one he should too!” “Well that’s not why, but he still needs one cause he’s little. Why don’t we get one on you bud?” “Yeah!” The trio clamored up the stairs and into Chad’s room where Amber dutifully wrapped the tiny teen in a crinkly diaper before giving him a pat on the butt. “Wow. It feels weally good!” “I hate to say it but it does feel nice.” “Told ya.” Amber scooped up both boys, one in each arm, looking back and forth at both of them. “Alrighty boys. Who’s hungry?” “I am!” Both boys shouted in unison. “Well that works out well cause I know there’s some dino nuggets and Mac and cheese for me to make downstairs.” “Yay!” Amber carried both tots down the stairs and into the kitchen where she set a pot of noodles boiling and preheated the oven. “So Chad. You’re the one who wanted to be like this. You have anything planned?” “Duh! Why do ya think I made sure I have Mac an cheese and nuggies?!” “Well you have some time before dinner is ready. Why don’t you go play something?” Chad yanked Mark’s arm toward the living room where Mark spied what he had planned, at least for this short while. “Legos!” “They’we big legos so we can hold em with ouw small hands.” “Yeah! But we can build a castle!” “Yeah!” The two boys, clad only in their blue and white starred diapers, began building the best castle they could. The castle was of questionable structural integrity and their tiny crayon clamps made it hard to do more than one block at a time, and anything effectively. Yet, the castle came out looking pretty good. Maybe something a six year old would build. But, that was one of the secrets that Chad neglected to tell Mark. The potion would slowly wear away on your motor skills till they were appropriate for the age of the person who drank it. In addition to that, it altered the mind so that the user would be predisposed to favor childish things that were more appropriate for their age. That’s also why neither could say the letter R, but that was ok with both of them. All that mattered at the present was their castle. Well at least until Amber called for dinner. “Boys! Dinner’s ready.” The pair scampered into the kitchen where Amber strapped both of them into a booster seat, setting a paper plate with two dino nuggets and a couple of spoonfuls of mac and cheese. “Ambew. That’s not enough food.” “You don’t think so? Well Mark, if you can eat all of that I’ll give you more.” Mark set to work, chowing down on his dinner. In reality, he wasn’t clearing his plate near as fast as he thought he was. Amber and Chad knew that too. “That’s gonna be enough food fo him. Cause I eat mowe nowmally so he’s fine.” “I know bud. That’s why I didn’t give him more.” By the time Chad and Mark were full, both boys had orange cheese sauce caked around their mouths. Chad managed to down everything but a couple bites of nugget, but Mark had polished everything. “Wow bud. You finished all your food.” “Yeah.” Mark sat back in his booster and crinkly pants, patting his slightly distended gut, full of noodle, cheese like product, and chicken. “You want more?” “Not weally. I’m pwetty full.” “That’s fine bud. I know Chad bought you guys some coloring books and crayons. Why don’t you go do those while I clean up?” “Yeah!” Amber retrieved the books from the counter, setting them up on the floor before unstrapping both boys for their booster seats. The pair waddled off to the blank pictures before setting down to color them. Mark was Galway through coloring in Earth when he felt a sudden pressure on his bladder. “Chad! I hafta go pee pee! What do I do?” “That’s what you diapew’s fo silly!” “But imma big boy. I don’t need it!” “Yeah you do. You can’t make it to the potty.” “But I don’t wanna!” “I alweady goed pee pee in mine and it’s nice! I like it! It’s soft an wawm and squishy!” Just then, the pressure became too much and Mark flooded his diaper. The stars slowly faded as his bladder emptied. His thin diaper quickly grew and grew, puffing out between his legs and a crotch. “See. It isn’t bad. It’s nice!” “Yeah! You’we wight! It is nice an wawm.” Boy boys played in their dirty diapers for some time after that before Amber came to join them. “Looks like I have two messy boys on my hands.” “Hehe! Yeah! Chad said it was fun to pee pee in you diapee an it is!” “I can tell bud. Why don’t we get both of you changed and we can watch a movie.” Both boys nodded as they followed Amber to the kitchen where they both were put on the floor, stripped of their dirty diapers, and swaddled up into new clean ones. Mark wasn’t a fan of the cold wipes Amber used, but once that part was over, he was good as new. Before the movie, she strapped them into footie pjs, red stars for Chad, and Blue stars for Mark. Once the two were all squared away, she brought them back to the living room where she turned on Toy Story. The boys watched intently, with one cuddling on either side of their sitter. “See. Wasn’t it nice being little?” “Yeah it is! I like it a lot. Can we do this evewy weekend?” “I don’t know. Maybe if I leawn how ta make my own potion cause they wewe expensive.” “I think I know a guy that could help us.” “Yay!” The two snuggled even deeper into Amber as the movie reached the halfway point. Chad was the first to go, giving up the battle with sleep. Mark took a little more time, but the stillness, and warmth of Amber, combined with his new, smaller body, made for the perfect knockout recipe. Once the movie was over and Amber saw that both boys were asleep, she gingerly carried them both to Chad’s room before tucking them in with his softest blankets and giving them each a kiss on the forehead. “Look at you Mark. What a lucky dude. I can’t imagine how much you’re gonna enjoy tomorrow if you loved today that much. Sweet dreams my love.”