“You think you can stop me, Cyber Space Warriors?” the Baboon growled, his grin widening. “I’m just getting started! And now I’ve got all three of you in my sights, right where I want you.”
Before they could react, the Badboy Baboon raised the remote and pressed a button. A crackling beam of energy shot out, hitting Alex, Carl, and Luke square in the chest. Their armor flickered, and in an instant, it disappeared—all of their clothes disappeared. The three teenage warriors stood there, naked and exposed, their faces flushing red with embarrassment, their bare butts and swinging teenage members exposed in board daylight.
“W-what the—?!” Carl stammered, instinctively covering himself with his hands. Luke’s eyes were wide, his usually calm demeanor shattered as he struggled to make sense of what had just happened.
Alex’s heart pounded in his chest. “This can’t be happening!” He glanced between his two buck naked friends, and couldn't help but notice that they didn't look half bad. He had to stay focused.
But it wasn’t over. With a flick of the Baboon’s wrist, a shimmering, iridescent bubble bath materialized out of nowhere, trapping the boys in a massive tub filled with thick, foamy bubbles. The water was warm, and the bubbles clung to their skin as they splashed down into the tub, completely disoriented.
“Ha! Look at you now!” the Baboon jeered, his laughter booming as he towered over the edge of the tub. “Just three boys in a tub!”
Alex, Carl, and Luke scrambled to get out, but the sides of the tub were slippery, and the water made it impossible to get any kind of grip. Every time one of them tried to climb out, they’d slip and fall back into the water, splashing helplessly up against one of their soapy, naked pals.
“This is ridiculous!” Luke growled, his cheeks burning with frustration and embarassment. “Let us out of here!”
Carl, meanwhile, was flailing around, trying to pull himself up on the edge of the tub but only managing to send waves of water sloshing over the sides. “This is so humiliating!” Worse yet, the tub was so tight that their wet, slippery bodies were pressing up against each other, and it was making all three of them feel excited in a way they never had before. Soon they each were sporting a raging, teen hardon.
Alex, desperate, glared at the Baboon. “We’ll stop you, you freak! Just wait—”
But the Badboy Baboon wasn’t threatened. He leaned in closer, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Oh, I don’t think so. You’re not going anywhere.” He gave the remote another playful flick, and the bubbles in the tub began to shimmer, swirling around the boys in a mesmerizing dance. “In fact, the longer you stay in there, the more fun you’re gonna have.”
Alex’s heart dropped as he realized something was wrong. The bubbles seemed to be sticking to him, and not just in a normal way. They were crawling up his skin, clinging to his arms and legs, and suddenly… he felt different. His mind, once sharp with focus, began to soften, his thoughts becoming fuzzy. His serious expression melted into something… sillier.
He let out an uncontrollable giggle.
“Wh-what’s happening to me?” Alex murmured, trying to shake the bubbles off, but his body felt sluggish, clumsy. His legs felt shorter, and his arms seemed to shrink as the bubbles covered him from head to toe.
Luke splashed beside him, his usually calm face twisted in confusion. “I… I feel weird… Why do I feel so… goofy?”
Carl, on the other hand, was already giggling uncontrollably. “Guys! Look at all these bubbles! They’re everywhere!” He splashed playfully, his body now noticeably smaller, his hands and feet shrinking into pudgy little boyish limbs. Suddenly everything felt far more relaxing. There was room in the tub now for the three of them to splash and play.
Alex’s eyes widened in horror as he watched Carl’s transformation, but even as he tried to resist, he could feel it happening to him too. His body was shrinking, his muscles disappearing, replaced by the soft, chubby form of an 8-year-old. His voice cracked and then squeaked as he let out another helpless giggle. “No! This can’t be real! I’m… I’m not a little kid!”
But the magic was too strong. The more time they spent in the bubbles, the more their minds regressed, until the once-formidable warriors were giggling, splashing around like young boys at bath time. Alex’s serious demeanor had all but vanished, replaced by a goofy grin as he started chasing bubbles through the air, his hands now small and soft. “Guys, look! Bubbles!”
Carl was already diving under the water, popping up with a bubbly beard and laughing his head off. “I’m a bubble monster! Raaaar!”
Luke tried to hold onto his sense of self, but it was slipping away. “I… I’m not supposed to… have fun…” His voice trailed off into helpless laughter as he grabbed a handful of bubbles and threw them at Carl.
The Badboy Baboon and Kenny stood at the edge of the tub, grinning down at the now-regressed warriors. Kenny, in his bad-boy persona, crossed his arms and smirked. “Look at these dorks. You guys used to be cool, huh? Now you’re just a bunch of little squirts stuck in a tub together.”
The Baboon cackled, pointing at Alex, Luke, and Carl. “Yeah, who’s gonna stop us now, huh? A bunch of silly kids who can’t stop playing in the bubbles?”
Alex, now fully an 8-year-old, looked up at Kenny with wide, innocent eyes. “You’re right! I’m just a silly kid… We’re all silly kids!” He burst into laughter, completely overtaken by the magic.
Carl and Luke joined in, their once-powerful minds now reduced to those of playful little boys, splashing each other and throwing bubbles around with glee.
Kenny leaned over to the Baboon, grinning. “Looks like we won this round, bro.”
The Baboon nodded, spinning the remote in his hand. “Yep. And I think they’ll be stuck like this for a while.” He gave a final laugh, the sound echoing through the chaos as the bad boys turned and disappeared into the city, leaving the Teenage Cyber Space Warriors trapped—helpless and giggling in their magical bubble bath, slowly regressing into children who didn’t even remember how to fight.