The man now looked to be in his early twenties. He looked himself over with admiration.
“Finally, I’m back to 21!” he enthused. Selina cleared her throat. The man looked down at her. “Ah. Right. I’ll pay you, don’t worry.” He crouched down to smile at her. “You can’t really cash a check right now, though.”
“No, I cannot,” Selina confirmed. “And I’d like to be able to, so…”
“You want to be returned to your proper age?”
“Yes.” Selina poked her diaper with a scowl. “I’d like to get out of this…accident protection.”
“Not a problem!” The man paused. “Well, a bit of a problem. The cure has to be specially formulated for each individual.”
“What does that mean?” Selina demanded.
“It means your cute little butt will stay in that cute little diaper until the lab can analyze your DNA to create a cure for you,” the man cooed, poking Selina’s nose. Selina swatted his hand away.
“How long will that take?” she growled.
“Oh, not too long. At least a week.”
“A week?!”
“Maximum, two months.”
“Two months?!” Selina stared at him. The man shrugged.
“I’ll tell them to make it a priority, which should speed it up. Count yourself lucky. Normally, this sort of designer drug would take at least six months if not a full year.” Selina gaped at him. “Of course, at that point, you’re already out of diapers. Unfortunately, you do resume aging after using the pills. We haven’t figured out a way to freeze aging yet.”
“I’m stuck like this for a full week?” Selina shrieked. The man chuckled. He picked her up and snuggled her.
“No, dear, at least a week. It’ll probably take longer than that.” The man kissed the top of Selina’s head. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you until you’re back to normal.”
“You mean, you’ll hire some nanny or something,” Selina said tartly.
“Nope. I’ll take care of you myself. It’s the least I could do, after the lengths you went to get what I needed.” The man tickled Selina’s tummy. “You can just call me your Uncle Al.” Selina felt a rumbling and pressure in her abdomen. She could probably hold it in long enough to use a toilet. But she was peeved at the man, so she didn’t bother.
Her bladder emptied with a loud hiss, turning her white diaper yellow. Selina smiled sweetly at “Uncle Al”.
“All right, Uncle Al,” she chirped cheerfully. She pushed once, grunting with effort. There was a loud fart as her bowels evacuated as well. “The first thing you can do is change my diaper.”