Nazara was surprised when the hatchling's body shifted, rapidly becoming younger before her. His limbs and tail shortened as his height diminished while his muscle mass was replaced with pudgy baby fat. In seconds her son had gone from a older child on the cusp of teenhood, to the dragon god equivalent of a toddler. The physical regression was completed when a thick white disposable diaper appeared around the hatchling's waist along with the subtle scent of baby powder. Needless to say the dragon goddess was a bit speechless at the transformation.
Tyronius let out a small whimper, his wings drooping and feeling his tail tuck between his legs, just underneath the padded bulk spreading them. Staring up at his mother he nervously shuffled his feet as he had some trouble standing on his uncoordinated youthen legs. The awkward silence was punctuated by light crinkling coming from his diaper, the result of his uneasy motions.
"Mom...I can explain" Tyronius squeaked out in his new younger voice as he revealed he...