“Allison!” the mother of the regressed girl called whilst knocking.
Allison’s face went pale. She looked around the room for a place to hide, but there was no such place that would be effective.
“Okay,” the girl thought, “My pick means she shouldn’t be weirded out by me being a child, but I don’t know about the diaper.”
“Allison, are you in there?” the mother asked.
Allison took a deep breath, pulled her shirt down to conceal the diaper, and answered her mom.
“Yes, mom. Is there something you want?”
The doorknob twisted, and the mother walked into the room. She stared at her daughter in a confused manner, which faded after a few seconds. This was no doubt due to the conditions of the diaper only kicking in when Allison is seen.
“An emergency has happened at work and I need to go in,” the mother explained, “Do you have any friends who you could drop in and play with? Otherwise I’ll have to drop you off at a daycare.”
Allison kept holding her shirt down, which completely fooled her mom. The regressed girl could breathe a sigh of relief at this, but she still needed to think of a place where she could spend the day.
“Allie,” the mom impatiently said, “I don’t have much time.”
“I know,” Allison said, “But could you leave the room. I need to put a skirt on.”
The mother rolled her eyes, walked out of the room, closed the door, and said, “Two minutes. If I don’t have a friend’s address by then you’re going to daycare.”
Rapidly, the regressed girl walked over to her dresser, and pulled out a white skirt. It was way too big, for the magic had not affected the bedroom or its contents at all. Thus, Allison tucked the skirt into her diaper just a bit so it’d stay. It was by no means secure, but it would have to do. With the extra time, she grabbed a small purse from beneath her bed and two more diapers from the pack. They both shined like the one she had put on minutes prior.
“You never know when somebody needs regressing,” Allison thought before she put them into the purse, zipped it up, and slung it over her shoulder.
With a deep breath the regressed girl said, “I’m ready now.”
She opened the door, where her mother was waiting.
“Do you have a friend you can stay with for the day?” the mother reiterated.