Would You Like to Regress?
Would you like to regress?
Out of nowhere, a massive dopamine hemorrhage of an event drops straight into my lap.
The answer is obviously YES! YES! YES!
The second I'm back, I'm buying up Bitcoin or whatever else and getting filthy rich!!!
But there was one fact I had completely overlooked… I was a member of a rock-bottom Dirt Spoon household, saddled with utterly hopeless parents…
Without a single thought for anything the future might bring, I regressed into the past.
* Every character appearing in this story is an adult.
* This is a regression from adulthood to adulthood (school days). Please do not misunderstand!
* The setting of this story is another world, and the school admits only those who are already adults...!
* Every character is an adult, and also an infantile-regression lunatic who is convinced they are still a goo-goo baby.
I feel lighter all over, somehow. My hands and feet have shrunk, my eye level has dropped, and—opposite of all that—my voice has climbed.
"Ah, ah ah. Whoa, listen to how high my voice got…"
Even in the mirror, it's really me from when I was young. I stare until I could bore a hole straight through the glass, then start striking every pose I can think of.
I didn't know it back then… but I had some serious talent for the crossdresser look…
Male hormones kept me from ever becoming a femboy, but now…
I hurry to my younger sister's closet, dig through it, pull out a few outfits I like, and put them on.
Right now, I can be the perfect crossdresser!!
I'm completely absorbed in myself when—
Clunk.
The front door opens. No. Maybe it isn't only the front door that opens.
"Hey. What the hell are you doing?"
The person who gave birth to me is home.
SMACK!!!
The world in front of my eyes strobes, and my cheek burns like it's on fire.
Thud…
My own mother just slapped me across the face, and I went sprawling on the floor.
The door of disaster has opened.
