The transformation stories I loved most of all were age regression ones where the person purposely went back to an age where they were still in diapers. To read about someone giving up their adulthood to go potty in their pants again turned me on in a way that nothing else could. I would often imagine myself as the main character, my body going backward through time and my clothes shifting until all I was wearing was my new bathroom.
Directed by my regressive thoughts the tingling sensation grew as the power surged throughout my body. Suddenly I found myself shrinking in my chair, my feet no longer touched the floor and my head sunk closer to the desk. Standing up I gripped the edge of the desk with both hands as I waited for the changes to finish. My clothes all disappeared except for my briefs which shrunk to fit my dwindling form. As soon as they did the cottony fabric morphed into plastic padding that crinkled. I giggled in delight at seeing the disposable diaper taped around my hips. Turning to look at my reflection in my computer screen I saw a two and a half year old toddler boy staring back.
Happy with the youthful alteration of my body I returned to what I was originally doing. After using my power to increase the height of my chair to make up for my diminished one, I pulled up some of my favorite ar stories to re-read and enjoy now that I was an actual baby again. For the next twenty minutes or so I sat there with my thumb in my mouth and one hand down the front of my diaper. A few amazing dry orgasms later and I was feeling spent. Suddenly feeling bored I tried to think of what I should do next with my godlike power.
It was then that I realized I needed to change my...