The next day Jack and Matt catch up to each other, Jack was now his own age at 32.
"So a bitch in the Jungle and a cow on the farm... sounds about right. What's next for you?"
"Honestly I don't know what the fuck to expect. And I don't became anyones bitch."
"Oh yes you did it would come to bite you in the ass. But seriously what's next?"
"The Room or whatever?"
"The Room! Oh my you specially are going to hate it."
"Don't tell me. Why?"
"Eh.. you know this and that."
"That was instructive."
Matt just sat waiting for the guards to take him to his new torment when he remembered an itching question
that he had forgot to ask before.
"Hey, Jack tell me... Why the Dream is the only one I don't get to try?"
"The Dream? Well it's either a your wish come true or your nightmare come to life. Or so it's the rap it get.
True be told those who have entered the Dream as a reward are never to be seen again. While does he enter as a
punishment are rendered practically catatonic from the experience. They're are in a special ward they say."
"A punishment I can understand, but a reward?"
"Oh, didn't you know? All Thornback inmates are under constant trial and our sentences are constantly being
adjusted. That's the whole point of this experiment. Don't ask me how but apparently the sentence are either
cut short or elongate until you basically become a lifetime inmate, and I do believe you know what happen to
those."
Somehow Thornback was getting scarier by the second even without all those strange changes. Soon the guards
came looking from him and led him to the familiar looking chamber. This time he felt how he grow younger
again, but this time just a few years younger.
Matt stood in the center of the room a diminished twelve-year-old-self. When the door opened this time a
gentle woman who towered over him came to take him. And took him she literally did, since she lift him
surrounding his body with her both massive hands. However the door of the chamber was perfectly her size...
which could only mean that not only he grow younger, but also he was shrunk.
"mmmm-mmm" He tried to speak but found it impossible beyond a few sounds. For all uses he was rendered mute.
She carried her to the well lit room. The Room was much like a Nursery... a nursery for a little girl. This
was the smallest of all the facilities he thought. The woman herself however didn't look like one of the
guards, she was rather corpulent and in her mid-forties perhaps.
"Now, now I'm told that your name is Matt, but for today you're going to be Timmy, Tommy's twin" Said while he
lowered Matt into a massive (for Matt) crib. In there he left go and found another boy, about his age and
size, with blond curly hair, white almost plaid skin and a set of big as a plate green eyes and completely
bare of any hair.
"Look, looky, you're twins" Said the woman as she show them a mirror, to his surprise he indeed look identical
to the other boy, except his eyes were blue instead and he have kept his pubes and collar. He look to the
other boy and he seemed every bit as impress as him. "And I'm your mommy"
"Now my babies is time to put you in your daipys" said as he put the mirror away.
Matt almost felt it coming, but still he twelve and at least him was completely out of diapers when he was
three. Although the sound of some clothing did sound appealing, he has been after all almost three days
straight naked.
"Tommy" on the other hand wasn't nearly as excited,the look on his face tell. But he did comply when the
diaper came. He just laid down as the lady powdered, applied lotion and finally strapped the diaper onto him.
He next move to Matt, he tried to emulate his counterpart by laying down. While the lady place the diaper
under his buttocks, then she applied the baby oil all around his privates. Actually without thinking it Matt
sprung a boner.
"Oh, what's this? Wittle Timmy get a stiffy, well let mommy take care of it." said the lady as he stroked his
tiny member with her fingers. For a second Matt though that this was the best choice so far, or it was until
right before his climax the woman pinch the ever-loving crap of his testicles. Matt cried in agony as he tried
to clutch his balls with both hand both they were slapped away by the woman.
"Now every time you get a stiffy remember that mommy like her kids like little babies. Speaking of which they
don't have those nasty hairs on their wittle bodies." Said the woman as she produced an ointment jar and
ointed all over his body, including under his arms and inside his buttcrack. Soon the lotion started to get
warmer and warmer until it was almost scalding, Matt could barely stand it anymore when the woman lift him
into an oversized sink and soak him there, scrubbing him all-over. Matt looked himself, while the woman
retrieved a towel to dry him, and saw that true to her word he was now completely hairless like the other boy,
and soon he was diapered just like him.
Matt was not pleased, the boy in which it was transformed not was nearly as muscular as he had been and with
his natural jet black hair he wasn't nearly as "angelical" as he was now. Still the sight of two twelve-year-
olds clad only in diapers was enough to warranty the laugh of any person, except him since he was one of the
boys. He would rather be naked now that the other possibility was that diaper, but itself was designed to be
impossible to take off by himself.
"Now boys is time to play." Said the woman as he grabbed them from the crib and put them in the floor.
"Now what can we play. Uh! I know, play kissy kissy with your brother."
"What that woman must be nuts." thought Matt without actually being able to express it.
The woman took them both and push them together and then continue. "Now Tommy kiss Timmy on the cheek." the
other boy was as apprehensible as he but for some reason he choose to comply. Matt felt disgusted but then
again the woman was a giant compared to him. "Tommy" kissed Matt who rapidly wiped his cheek.
"Oh Timmy don't do that, Tommy will feel bad. I know to make it up to him kiss him on the lips!" said happily
the woman, who now was certifiably insane. Matt wasn't gay. And he felt repulsed by the idea, as did the other
boy.
"Timmy, listen to mommy, Tommy will feel bad if his brother doesn't love him. Now kiss him." Matt refused once
again, but this time the woman yanked him from the floor and took off his diaper before starting to spank his
bare butt.
One swat, two swats, ten swats, his bottom was red, and Matt himself was bawling from the pain. "Bad Timmy,
you should listen to mommy now I'm going to put you down and then you'll kiss Tommy."
Matt knew why the other boy was so submissive now, so he stood and plant a kiss on the other boy. He felt
repulsed by himself not having the will to resist his torment. Soon he was diapered again and laid down by the
other boy
"It's ba-ba time, now I would like to breastfeed you..." Matt sighed of relief "... but the rules in Thornback
are clear about your drinks now here have it." She shoved a 5 gallon bottle (comparatively) into their mouths,
but once he started to taste it, it wasn't milk, it tasted saltier and denser.
"They said they're good for you since it's produced right here in Thornback, but I..." the woman continued to
ramble away, but then it hit him. "produced in Thronback" he realized, only one thing was produced, and he
himself produced. He was made to drink man-juice instead of milk. He tried to gag away, but the bottle itself
was a contraption, he would drown if he tried to stop "eating". Matt practically pass out from the stress.
When he woke up the stench of urine and shit almost knock him up again. Soon he found out he just befouled
himself while asleep.
"Oh, wittle Timmy had an accident?" said the woman while he took him and clean him up.
"Now, mommy's time is almost up, and I don't think my wittle children would have problem being a couple of
Jaybirds while mommy snap some photos for her album."
For the next couple of hours Matt and "Tommy" where made to do a series of poses, included but not limited to
the baby's butt on a rug, a brotherly hug, playing with each other pee-pees and the sort. The humiliation poor
Matt endured, was being made worse for the pictures. It wasn't his body but somehow that didn't diminished his
shame.
By the end of the day Matt was returned to his proper body but in his twelve year old self, still bald from
the neck down. Preparing for his next day on...