Age-Appropriate Cuddling

Cody's toddling toward the trio came to a standstill at Rosie's command. His expression, still holding the sense of cluelessness and infantile stupor came to an end as tears began falling down his face. His advancement towards the remaining adults in the room then changed to one of a range of infantile mumblings and sobs as he shook in head in defiance. "I'mma not in t'ubble! I'mma play'in a game! Wanna cuddle!"

Emily and Rosie echanged looks of sheer confusion. "What in gods name are you doing, Cody? Have you lost your mind?" Rosie was furious at Cody's bizarre display of behaviour. She marched forward toward the former daycare assistant and grabbed him by the arm -- now taking control of him she walked him over to a nearby seat and **** him into a chair. It mattered little that he squarely landed on the seat in his full diaper. It took only a split second for Cody to reverse himself and launch forward, wrapping his arms around Rosie's body before both landed on the floor with a loud thud. In Cody's position, he rested on top of the daycare staff and began leaning closer to Rosie's face.

"Get off'a me you weirdo!" Rosie boomed. She tussled in the regressed teenager's grasp before finding his infantile smile return back to his face.

"Cuddle yuu!" Cody didn't seem to get the message, still playfully smiling as he began invading Rosie's personal space. His face got close to hers, lips pursing inward for a kiss. "Yuu pretty! Hide an' seek! Hide an seek! Foun' yuu! Foun' yuu!"

Emily's jaw dropped. She began to run toward the pair wrestling for control of each other, but found herself careening downard as she also hit the floor with a loud thud. Her eyes darted back and forth as her face planted the floor -- her shoes were suddenly tied together. She looked to her left and saw Amilia beside her, smiling and giggling as she held onto Emily's shoes with her laces tied. The tyke moved swiftly and attempted to pin her further down.

"Emily!" Rosie screamed, "Emily! Help! I'm not going to be slobbered all over by THIS stupid ****-up teenager!"

"Uh-uh," Amilia tutted. "Babies juss' playin' kissies together!" The child happily watched as Cody began to lean foward and plant his lips on Rosie's own. The daycare staff member shrieked in horror as he began to pin her down and continue his make-out session before removing his lips. So wrapped in thought, he began to pop his thumb back into his mouth and mumble more gibberish in sheer accomplishment at what he had done.

"What the hell?!" Rosie shrieked, "I've just been kissed by a--" Her words were cut short. A magical sensation overtook her body as her eyes began to glow a familiar bright pink -- her sundress began to recede past her knees and transform into a frilly pink tutu while her white shorts crumpled and rearranged themselves into a thick pink diaper in their place. Her long red hair was contorted and wrapped with a large green bow. The expressions of shock and horror she had been experiencing were all but gone and replaced with ones of absent-minded happiness in her new state.

The view, especially from Cody's angle, was especially pleasing. Rosie's grass green t-shirt was removed and replaced with a simple bib that did no effort to cover her breasts. The magical power died down and Rosie's eyes were now tinted with pink, she scanned her surroundings before locking eyes with her co-regressed daycare worker and began to smile at the sight of him.

"Yuu' foun' me!" Rosie announced, kicking her legs in all directions. Carelessly squeeling like a three-year old like as if her transformation were just a game. "Yuu are so c'yoot, Cody!"

The panic and horror was now setting in for Emily. She quickly rolled onto her stomach and kicked off her restrained shoes, now standing before looking back at the two regressed adults and the door to the halls. As she scanned the room for a way out -- she locked onto Amilia's own escape as she waddled out of the room and disappeared into the halls. She looked back and couldn't believe the sight of what she was seeing.

Cody and Rosie clumsily leaned forward and both exchanged a series of cuddles and kisses. The clumsiness of the exchange unfolded as Cody's hands rubbed up and pressed against Rosie's bare chest under her new bib. The pink diaper that Rosie now sported was turning to a tint of yellow at the front. "Uh-oh," Rosie bounced in her padding, "I got'sa pee pee!"

"I'mma puh, puff-- poopy pants, too!" Cody responded in delight. His cheeks turned a bright red before a look of concentration came over him, he began to grunt, wrapping his arms tightly around Rosie's body before letting more into his diaper with reckless abandon.

Without further explanation, Emily bolted for the halls and made a strict bee-line for the staff room. She didn't care about the pockets of children wandering the halls, or the pink glowing eyes, or Rosie and Cody's diaper messing celebrations. Something crazy is happening -- and the security lock on the door to the staff office were key to resolving this. She needed to be safe.