Back To School: The Age Regression Game Show

By August D. Adams

Curl up on the couch with Brittany and Nicole as they watch their favorite age regression themed game show where adult contestants compete in a series of humiliating challenges that see them dressed and treated like children. If they win, they walk away with the coveted grand prize, but if they lose, they're headed back to school, re-enrolled in either high school or all the way back in grade school! Will this week's contestant win or is she headed back to school?

• Language: English
• Publisher: August D. Adams
• Release date: Nov 5, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370820382

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Back to School

The Age Regression Game Show

By August D. Adams

Copyright 2016

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Prologue

Hurry up! It's about to start! Nicole shouted from the couch before she scooped a generous handful of popcorn out of the large bowl in her lap and shoveled it into her open mouth.

I'm coming! I'm coming! hollered Brittany as she hurried out of the nearby kitchen and into their quaint little living room holding two frosty cold bottles of beer.

Nicole smiled widely as she beheld the delightful sight of her gorgeous petite girlfriend wearing nothing but a tight pink, mid-riff baring tank top and an extra thick diaper that rustled quite loudly as she walked, her long silky blond hair swept up in pigtails tied tightly with pink silk ribbons. There was no more beautiful a sight to Nicole. Is it comfortable? she asked of the newly purchased diaper.

Yeah, Brittany answered as she glanced down at the big billowy disposable diaper strapped around her slender waist that Nicole had surprised her with after dinner. But did you really have to buy ones that are so thick? She poked the plastic, cringing as her finger sunk deeply into the extremely thick padding. If it were any thicker, she probably would have had problems walking properly.

Yes, Nicole replied with a coy smile as Brittany handed her one of the cold bottles of beer. Besides, these ones are just for you to wear at home every once and a while. You can still wear your regular ones whenever you go out.

Brittany shook her head with a smirk, amused by her girlfriend's typical antics. She took a seat on the couch, her thick diaper adding a sizable cushion for her butt and crinkling loudly as she settled in and cozied up to Nicole.

The sensation of sitting with a diaper underneath her bottom was a very familiar one for twenty-four-year-old Brittany. She'd been wearing diapers for most of her life, ever since she'd lost all control of her bladder after a botched surgery when she was just a small child. For years, she had lived in secret shame about her permanently diapered condition, constantly struggling to keep it hidden from everyone around her. As a result, she had mostly kept to herself as she grew up, developing a shy disposition and forming few friendships in and outside of school. Thankfully, the internet had supplied an adequate amount of social interaction for her, providing a safe place where she could talk to people with similar interests without having to fear them ever finding out about her need to wear diapers.

Needless to say, her diapers hadn't helped her romantic life very much. It was difficult enough growing up gay in a small Midwestern town with two deeply religious parents. Her diapers just made it all the worse. She had only had one short relationship in high school, a secret one of course, with a cute girl from a nearby town and her fear of how that girl might react to finding out about her diapers had resulted in Brittany pretty much self-sabotaging the relationship in order to avoid having to deal with a potentially humiliating situation.

She couldn't help it. Brittany had always found it hard to let anyone in, afraid they'd judge her, laugh at her, mock her, make her feel like a big baby. Trust was also a major issue for her. If she ever did tell someone about the secret that lay hidden beneath her skirts and dresses, there was always the chance that they may spill the beans, either accidentally or on purpose if the relationship ever ended badly, and then everyone would know all about her wearing diapers. She'd be completely exposed, mocked, stared and laughed at like some sort of freak. Just thinking about that made her stomach tie up in anxious little knots.

When she had moved away from her small town to the big city to attend college, it was a chance for Brittany to finally spread her wings and explore her sexuality, but her diapers still proved to be a constant and seemingly impassable roadblock. Everything in her life seemed to revolve around her struggle to keep her condition a secret, from the clothes that she wore to the social situations that she chose to partake in. An invitation to a pool party? No way. She couldn't hide her diaper underneath a bathing suit. She didn't even feel comfortable wearing pants. She almost always wore long skirts and dresses, which she found provided the best protection against prying eyes.

Brittany was almost at the point of completely giving up on ever having a long term romantic relationship, until one fateful day at a little coffee shop on the lower east side when she came face to face with her destiny. There, standing behind the counter wearing an apron with a name tag pinned on it that read Nicole, was a tall, busty brunette goddess. An instantly smitten Brittany found herself openly gawking as the beautiful barista asked for her order with a captivating smile. Brittany could barely get a word out, her cheeks flushed as she awkwardly stammered her way through her order. Lucky for her, Nicole had found the shy, timid blond standing on the other side of the counter irresistibly adorable. The two instantly hit it off, going out for drinks that very same night.

Over the coming weeks and months, they quickly grew closer and closer, but there was still the looming problem of Brittany's secret diapers. What would Nicole think if and when she found out? That question constantly plagued Brittany's mind. She had never felt like this about any other girl. It was becoming more and more clear with each passing day that she was falling in love, but instead of being happy and enjoying that, Brittany was completely terrified of screwing it up, of blowing the only real relationship she had ever had. She tried her best to simply ignore the issue for as long as possible, but Nicole clearly wanted to up the ante and enter into a much more intimate relationship. Brittany desperately wanted that too, but she knew the only way that would ever happen was if she fessed up and revealed her medical condition and her diapers to Nicole.

So, one stormy Friday evening, she did just that. It was perhaps the most difficult thing she had ever done. Never in her life had she been more nervous, but she was determined to finally reveal her true self to someone, to finally be rid of the heavy burden she was carrying on her shoulders that was threatening to destroy any chance she had of achieving true happiness, hoping beyond hope that Nicole would still accept her and still love her in spite of her embarrassing secret.

Drumming up as much courage as she could muster, she confessed everything. Her need to wear diapers, her lack of bladder control, how she routinely wet herself without any warning. Everything. All while on the verge of tears. The reaction that she got after wasn't anything like what she was expecting.

At first, Brittany was horrified when she looked up with teary eyes and saw a huge smile on Nicole's face, thinking she was about to be ridiculed and mocked like she had always feared, but she was soon to find out that those fears were entirely unfounded when it came to Nicole. It slowly became apparent that the smile on Nicole's face was actually one of pure excitement.

Really?! was Nicole's initial reaction to hearing the news. You wear diapers?!

Brittany nodded, hanging her head in shame.

After an awkward pause, Nicole suddenly exclaimed, Cool!

Brittany quickly looked up, her face twisted in confusion. What?

For the next few minutes, she was assaulted with a deluge of questions from Nicole about her diapers. What kind she wore, if she used baby powder, how often she had to change herself, the list went on and on, every single question asked by Nicole with unabashed childlike glee. Brittany wasn't sure what to make of Nicole's unexpected reaction. The rapid fire questions were making her head spin, but, unless she was horribly mistaken, it actually seemed like Nicole was happy about it, that she was genuinely glad that Brittany had to wear diapers. Come to find out, that was exactly the case, for it turned out Nicole had a little secret of her own to confess.

After another round of questions, Brittany finally flipped the tables and confronted Nicole, asking her why she was so happy about finding out she needed to wear diapers. If you're just being nice to me and trying to make me feel better, you don't have to, she had said.

I'm not, Nicole had replied flatly.

Then why are you acting like this is a good thing? I have to wear diapers, Nicole. Like a baby.

First of all, I love you. And this doesn't change that, Nicole had said, cupping Brittany's hand in her own. So you have to wear diapers. Who cares! You're still beautiful, smart, funny, kind, just all around amazing. Just because you wear pampers instead of panties doesn't change any of that or change how I feel about you.

Brittany found herself on the verge of tears again, but this time they were happy tears. She had never thought that someone would still accept her after finding out about her embarrassing secret, but that seemed to be exactly what was happening. Brittany felt a surge of happiness swell in heart as she wiped a lone tear from below her right eye.

Nicole continued, And, well, since we're making confessions, I kind of have something I need to tell you.

Brittany furrowed her brow, wondering what Nicole was about to reveal. She couldn't think of anything that could be anywhere near as embarrassing as still having to wear diapers at the age of twenty four, but judging by the nervous look on Nicole's face, whatever she was about to confess was pretty serious.

Nicole took a deep breath before she finally explained exactly why she had been so excited to find out about Brittany's need to wear diapers. I kind of have this... thing, she said.

Thing? a curious Brittany replied.

Yeah, like a quirk, turn-on, kink, whatever you want to call it, explained Nicole. It kind of, sort of has to do with diapers. In a way.

Brittany found herself woefully confused. I don't understand.

Okay, I'll just be blunt then, Nicole responded. I find women in diapers kind of hot.

Brittany's mouth dropped. She had always been deeply ashamed of wearing diapers as an adult, finding it humiliating, and now someone was telling her that they were turned on by them. It was difficult for her to wrap her head around that after so many years of feeling embarrassed about it.

I know it's weird, Nicole went on to say. I've never really talked to anyone about it, but... you're different. And, you know, since you wear diapers, I figured it was kind of relevant.

Wow, Brittany said, leaning back in her chair. I, uh, don't know what to say. You're not just making this up to make me feel better, are you?

No, Nicole said as she bowed her head and nervously nibbled on her lower lip. Do you think I'm weird? she asked, showing an insecure side that Brittany had