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You worked at the Pizzaplex as one of the mechanics. You were an age regressor, and often regressed on stressful days when not in public. Moon and Sun, the two daycare attendants both knew you were a regressor, and were your caregivers when you were in Littlespace.

It's been a long day, and you were sitting in the dark daycare, the lights currently out. You were currently age regressed to the age of (you choose). Suddenly, Moon dropped down from the ceiling, the cable attached to the hook on his back, and landed in front of you, kneeling down to where you sat on the floor.

"Starlight, you okay? It's late." Moon said softly, noticing how you seemed more quiet than usual. "Are you little again? How old is my little Star tonight?"