I found myself carried through the daycare until we entered a, well nursery was the only way to describe it. Noise assaulted me as i saw a dozen or so boys and girls running, screaming, laughing, and generally doing what 2 year old's do.
"Wha?" I manage to squeak out causing the daycare lady to chuckle. "You probably figured this out already sweetie but this is a special daycare. We take boys and girls and turn them into little boys and girls, sometime into babies again like with you." She said smiling at me and patting my bare bottom. She chuckled again. "We got special orders from your mommy. You liked to go naked when you were this age apparently so she asked if we could let you be a little streaker for a bit. I don't see why not."
I blush deep red. Not only at her word but at the image, I can't remember doing that as a baby. My thoughts were interrupted as we walked again and I found myself placed in a playpen. The floor was a soft squeaky rubber, and the bard were mesh, and way to high to climb over! I jolted realizing that A) this pen was perfect for cleaning up a babies "accidents". B) I wasn't alone. A half dozen or so other toddlers and infants were in the pen with me, all either naked or without diapers.
I gulp and blush covering myself up but the lady just chuckles and pats my head. "Go on and play sweetie, and if you need anything just yell." She says walking off. I just sit there too shy and shocked to move. I looked around, the pen was filled with various toys and games, many of them occupied by my "playmates." Were they all regressed like me, or were they real 2 year old's? I still just sat there, wondering what to do until...
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