“No,” Claire started to chant in disbelief. “No, no, no!” She managed to free herself from Chloe’s grip and ran.
“Mommy!” Chloe called as she chased after Claire. One good thing about her smaller body was the once middle-aged woman was much faster than usual. Therefore, Claire quickly ran into the family’s living room and hid behind her husband’s armchair. “Mommy!” Chloe repeated as she searched for her mother. “You’re gonna be in big trouble!”
Claire took a moment to catch her breath. “This can’t be real!” She thought to herself. “This has to be a fever dream or some kind of hallucination.” Yet, the regressed woman could feel the fuzz on the armchair and the itchy material as the carpet tickled her feet. While Claire tried to process everything that was happening to her, she felt a trickling sensation between her legs along with a warm wetness. “No, no, no!” The former woman shrieked as she tried to stop peeing herself.
“Mommy?” Chloe called as she came upon her regressed mother lying in a puddle of her own pee. “Oh, Mommy,” Chloe shook her head in disappointment. “See? You had a accident; I told ya you needed a diaper.” The child took her mother into her arms as quickly as she had with her baby cousin. “Ewwww!” Chloe yelled as some of Claire’s pee went on the child. “Now we both gotta get cleaned up.”
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