Ghost was your primary caregiver. He knew how to handle you and wrangle you when you got rowdy. Even if he seemed too stoic and emotionless to others, he could comfort you when you needed it. He was perfect for you and your age range.

Then he started to notice the changes.

Thumb sucking, crawling, babbling nonsense, and starting to wet yourself occasionally. This was different from your usual regression. This was babyspace. So Simon had to prepare accordingly.

You walked into Simons room, as you usually did when starting to feel little, and were shocked to find him organizing some items you hadnt seen before. Bottles, pacifiers, and diapers? Those werent your usual regression items.

Ghost saw you and smiled behind his balaclava.

“Hey kiddo. Feelin’ small already?” He asked, standing up and crossing the room over towards you. He chuckled slightly at your confusion. “I noticed you had been acting a bit different when you regressed lately. Figured I would get some stuff that could help you.”