Your mom comes into your room. She is happily humming a song as she looks down into your crib.
"How's mommy's special little guy?" She asks as she removes your restraints and lifts you out of your crib.
Your mother walked you over to a changing table. The changing table, like your crib, had not been in your room when you had gone to sleep. Your mother removed your clothing and then felt the front of your diaper.
"Oh dear, it looks like someone has already lost bladder control," Your mother laughed as she felt the soaked padding.
Something clicked in your head. Your mother knew what was going on. You tried to ask a question, but all that came out was baby babble.
Your mother guessing that you were full of questions smiled at you. She returned to humming her happy song as she removed your wet diaper, cleaned you off, and taped you into a dry diaper. Finally, she looked you in the eye and began to speak.
"We were selected for a top secret CIA program. They've developed the ability to regress people to infancy. In exchange for helping with this project, we're going to be paid over ten million dollars. Don't worry, the program only lasts one year and then you'll receive the antidote; unless you'd rather grow up naturally again. On the other hand, the CIA has some other experiments you could also be a part of. Nod if you understand."
You nod as your mother holds up her hands to you.
"Now, point to my right hand if you want to go along being a baby. Point to my left hand if you want to try more experiments."
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