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Finally, my life will be going in a direction that I’ve always been wanting it to. I stand behind my close friend, Lillian. Who has the ability to diaper me up and regress me in a more awesome way. Staring at her rump, the attire being the most entertaining thing as well as her. She looks back at my direction, in response, smiliing, accepting the admiration of her appearence before me. She already knew what I needed for such a very long time. To be babied whilst remembering only what was needed, but even more than that. I wanted to wear a kind of diaper that made everything about diapers, ‘better’. She asks, “Hi Sweetie, enjoying my tushy? Look at you! Are trying to be a big pony? You know that you’re not, right? Let’s fix that!” In response, I grew flustered and went dumbstruck. The pressence of her diaper was so admirable, I couldn’t help, but genlty hug it. It was hard to form up a sentence, but I responded, “Me?.. baby?”. She continues, “Yeah that’s right, you’re a baby, and I’m here to help that happen!_{” “Oh my gosh! Yes please! Make me a baby again! Your butt is so cool!” I say in excitement, ready for anything next.
 
Lillian begins by farting out heavy white clouds, that uses a biochemical formula combination, within her body and her padding. They begin to seep through the interior, and pass through the surface soon after. My heart filled with so much glee, as I just see joy permeat the air, and find myself being the next host, as they travel to my face and body. Soon after, begin recive a involuntary reaction, causing me to inhale every time the clouds pass by my face. As they go through my nose and into my lungs I begin to feel calm, a graduating sense of bliss flows into me, relieving me of stress and tension in my body. The clouds work their way through my digestive system, letting the body absorb the cells, and giving the same abilities as her.
 
All clouds, including the excess ones, surrounding my body, relax and tickle me as they rejuvinate and regress me. My hoodie starts feeling more loose as I begin to reach my late teen years. “Oh my gosh! This is actually happenening. My clothes feel really snug right now”. I say happily, while continuing to inhale bliss as it tickles my body. “Very good! I know you love this.}”, said Lillian, in a motherly toan, as she begins to playfully grind up and down into me, causing me to hold on as I lean back.