Caregivers come and help them get dressed.

With the suites now perfectly adapted to Emily and Becky's chosen levels of comfort, two caregivers arrived, ready to accompany the girls to their rooms. They greeted Emily and Becky warmly, their expressions kind and reassuring.

"Hi, Becky and Emily. We're here to help you settle in and make sure you have everything you need."

The caregivers led the girls to their respective suites, guiding them through the welcoming doors. Emily and Becky stepped into their transformed spaces, their eyes wide with awe and appreciation.

In their newly adjusted rooms, the caregivers offered their assistance in getting dressed. Becky, brimming with excitement, eagerly accepted the help, her eyes shining with anticipation of her regression to toddlerhood.

"Sure, I'd love some help," Becky chirped, her voice reflecting her enthusiasm.

The caregiver smiled warmly and began to assist Becky, gently guiding her to the changing table. With skillful hands, he carefully changed her from her adult attire into a pair of shortalls over her soft, pastel-colored pull-ups. Becky couldn't help but giggle with delight as she watched her reflection in the mirror, her look now perfectly matching her chosen level of regression.