Series commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.
“Hey, kid?” a child’s voice said.
Charlie opened his eyes to see a dark-haired boy standing next to his bed. He looked to be just under ten years old, but he seemed enormous for some reason.
“Uh?” Charlie said, not really sure what the kid was doing in his bedroom.
“What’s your name?” the boy asked.
By: lostandwhateverSeries commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.
Charlie wiped his eyes dry and tried to control his breathing.
“Are you alright?” Dr. Wolff asked.
He took a breath. “Yeah,” he said, between sniffles as he calmed down. He avoided making eye contact with her as he felt more than a little bit embarrassed at how surprisingly easily the tears had come. He had been bawling like an actual child. He wondered if it would take more effort now to maintain his composure.
By: lostandwhateverSeries commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.
The reality of what was happening finally sunk in when they put Chuck in chains.
“Is this really necessary?” he asked.
“Yes,” Dr. Wolff replied. “You need to appear to be a criminal being transferred to death row. We can’t have you showing up to the prison in your business suit.”
By: lostandwhateverHere is a commission done for Silverman13, the start of a new short series. Thank you for your generous support!
Greyson poked at his diaper. Technically he was wearing pullups, but same difference. It was still hard to accept that he was wearing something as a portable toilet. He wanted to take the embarrassing thing off, but he knew he needed it. The accident earlier in the day had proven that he was not ready to do without it. Not yet. Not at his current age.
By: lostandwhateverHere is a commission done for Areat, the start of a new series. This one has been in the works for a long time now. Expect new chapters to appear twice a week for a while. Thank you for such enduring support, Areat. This chapter was originally published on my Patreon.
“I want to turn you into a child.”
“Excuse me?” Chuck Ponce replied, thinking he had misheard his boss. “Did you say, ‘a child?’”
By: lostandwhatever