Duped- (with bigger than it was supposed to be) Story
Rubbish very thrown together random story incoming. I just needed an AR fix sorry (Maaaan the punctuation.....I'm fixing it!)
Star had been assigned a secret mission. She felt pretty proud of that, clearly her talents were being recognized and she was fairly certain she'd be leaping up the ranks in no time. She had been given a watch. Told it was a time machine and that she had to go back almost 25 years to assassinate a young doctor. Star truthfully thought this was all hokum but she didn't ask questions. She followed orders. She was shown how to set the watch then explained how to reset the watch once the job was done in order to return to the present. She was given a dossier of her target and with the briefing complete, she gave a salute and activated the watch a wry smile on her face expecting the Sarge to laugh at her falling for the ridiculous joke of a mission..
She woke refreshed and comfortable, the daylight streamed through the window and instantly panic hit her. Daylight? It had been 10pm by the time the briefing had ended, it shouldn't be light outside. She shot upright and gawped. Wait. This wasn't her bed, it wasn't even a bed it was a large open topped cage, this wasn't her room it was far too pink for that or....Her eyes went wide as she looked down at her pudgy little paws. She kicked the pink patchwork quilt off her and looked down at her chubby tummy and stumpy little legs. She uttered one word. "Baby?" Least she tried to. It sounded more like a confused burble.
Her Blood ran cold. This was a dream wasn't it? Some kind of hallucination? Was this the secret mission, was she in some weird induced coma? Or had she really gone back almost 25 years into the past. But..she was 25. She flopped back onto the quilt. Her body barely able to hold herself up and without warning she burst into tears. Loud long wails. GOD she even sounded like a baby. She wanted to stop, to take a breath, to calm down, but her instincts were in full effect now and the crying would not be subdued.
An adult lynx bustled into the room. Not just any adult lynx but the corporals very own mother. Star's crying hiccuped to a whimper as she was swiftly plucked from where she lay and hoisted over the side-railing of the crib she had been trapped in. She stared at her mother, confused. Her mum looked much younger that Star remembered seeing her last week, her hair was longer, she was slimmer. Star crammed her paw into her mouth involuntarily and chewed on it, drool running down her arm. She wanted to cringe as she continued to whimper and feebly kicked out her legs, feeling the sodden mass between her legs that was unmistakenly a diaper. Instead with her other paw she grabbed a fistfull of her mothers dressing gown and buried her head into it. The safe smell of her parent washed over her, made her weirdly dizzy and Star's crying stopped completely. She sucked on her paw trying to collect her thoughts, everything was okay now Mummy was here, she'd fix everything.
Star babbled and gurgled as her Mummy spoke sing songy words at her, she didn't quite understand but Mummy was smiling so Star tried to reciprocate as her sagging diaper was changed and she was dressed in a light green onesie. It was only once the last button was done up that in a rush of sickening realisation, Star remembered that she wasn't an infant at all and was infact part of a special force division of Signal corps. She was supposed to be her age in the present not her age in the past. She couldnt carry out her mission like this. Stars new baby blue eyes searched the room for the watch missing from her wrist but her eyes could barely focus past her mother, her eyes hadn't developed enough. Then she realised what had just transpired. Oh god...her mother had just changed her soaked diaper. Star blushed retrospectively over what had just happened, but at least she was dry and warm now. She was plucked from the changing table, cradled gently and carried over to a rocking chair.
"Mum. Put me down. We need to talk" Star squirmed in the giant's grasp
Stars mum chuckled. "Yes sweetie, I know you're getting fussy for breakfast, hold on two secs, you greedy little gremlin."
"Mum listen. Something's wrong!"
Stars mum hummed a tune as she undid the dressing gown exposing the corporal to her swollen breasts. Star would have blushed if she'd had time, but with a half horrified, half gleeful squeal she buried her muzzle into the older womans bossom and began to nurse.
Star suckled down the milk as if she had never been fed in her life, no time for remorse or repulsion just pure undiluted primal instinct of the need to feed. Her tiny paws clutching at tufts of her mothers fur. The smell of her surrounding her, keeping her safe and protected. Twenty minutes of suckling and mewling noises later Star was full to bursting and she shifted uncomfortably, wobbled, then held steadily by her mothers large paws. She was tired already, but the pain in her chest wouldnt shift and Star scrunched up her face, tears already springing to her eyes. What was wrong with her? Her mummy positioned her carefully tummy down over her towel covered lap and rubbed Stars back. Already that felt better and less than a minute later she regurgitated some of the milk. The relief was instant and she babbled a thank you as her mummy wiped her mouth.
The days came and went, Every so often Star would get a surging feeling of panic like something deep down was telling her something was wrong, but the feeling would pass and then she'd suddenly need another diaper change. She played in her baby bouncer or her big brothers would reluctantly play games with her. She liked when her daddy picked her up and danced around the room with her or made silly faces at her. She enjoyed splashing in the bath and having her fur dried. She giggled and slept and fed and pretty soon, even the feelings of panic subsided and everything was as it always had been.
TBC???? Who knows?...HAHAHA who cares?
Star had been assigned a secret mission. She felt pretty proud of that, clearly her talents were being recognized and she was fairly certain she'd be leaping up the ranks in no time. She had been given a watch. Told it was a time machine and that she had to go back almost 25 years to assassinate a young doctor. Star truthfully thought this was all hokum but she didn't ask questions. She followed orders. She was shown how to set the watch then explained how to reset the watch once the job was done in order to return to the present. She was given a dossier of her target and with the briefing complete, she gave a salute and activated the watch a wry smile on her face expecting the Sarge to laugh at her falling for the ridiculous joke of a mission..
She woke refreshed and comfortable, the daylight streamed through the window and instantly panic hit her. Daylight? It had been 10pm by the time the briefing had ended, it shouldn't be light outside. She shot upright and gawped. Wait. This wasn't her bed, it wasn't even a bed it was a large open topped cage, this wasn't her room it was far too pink for that or....Her eyes went wide as she looked down at her pudgy little paws. She kicked the pink patchwork quilt off her and looked down at her chubby tummy and stumpy little legs. She uttered one word. "Baby?" Least she tried to. It sounded more like a confused burble.
Her Blood ran cold. This was a dream wasn't it? Some kind of hallucination? Was this the secret mission, was she in some weird induced coma? Or had she really gone back almost 25 years into the past. But..she was 25. She flopped back onto the quilt. Her body barely able to hold herself up and without warning she burst into tears. Loud long wails. GOD she even sounded like a baby. She wanted to stop, to take a breath, to calm down, but her instincts were in full effect now and the crying would not be subdued.
An adult lynx bustled into the room. Not just any adult lynx but the corporals very own mother. Star's crying hiccuped to a whimper as she was swiftly plucked from where she lay and hoisted over the side-railing of the crib she had been trapped in. She stared at her mother, confused. Her mum looked much younger that Star remembered seeing her last week, her hair was longer, she was slimmer. Star crammed her paw into her mouth involuntarily and chewed on it, drool running down her arm. She wanted to cringe as she continued to whimper and feebly kicked out her legs, feeling the sodden mass between her legs that was unmistakenly a diaper. Instead with her other paw she grabbed a fistfull of her mothers dressing gown and buried her head into it. The safe smell of her parent washed over her, made her weirdly dizzy and Star's crying stopped completely. She sucked on her paw trying to collect her thoughts, everything was okay now Mummy was here, she'd fix everything.
Star babbled and gurgled as her Mummy spoke sing songy words at her, she didn't quite understand but Mummy was smiling so Star tried to reciprocate as her sagging diaper was changed and she was dressed in a light green onesie. It was only once the last button was done up that in a rush of sickening realisation, Star remembered that she wasn't an infant at all and was infact part of a special force division of Signal corps. She was supposed to be her age in the present not her age in the past. She couldnt carry out her mission like this. Stars new baby blue eyes searched the room for the watch missing from her wrist but her eyes could barely focus past her mother, her eyes hadn't developed enough. Then she realised what had just transpired. Oh god...her mother had just changed her soaked diaper. Star blushed retrospectively over what had just happened, but at least she was dry and warm now. She was plucked from the changing table, cradled gently and carried over to a rocking chair.
"Mum. Put me down. We need to talk" Star squirmed in the giant's grasp
Stars mum chuckled. "Yes sweetie, I know you're getting fussy for breakfast, hold on two secs, you greedy little gremlin."
"Mum listen. Something's wrong!"
Stars mum hummed a tune as she undid the dressing gown exposing the corporal to her swollen breasts. Star would have blushed if she'd had time, but with a half horrified, half gleeful squeal she buried her muzzle into the older womans bossom and began to nurse.
Star suckled down the milk as if she had never been fed in her life, no time for remorse or repulsion just pure undiluted primal instinct of the need to feed. Her tiny paws clutching at tufts of her mothers fur. The smell of her surrounding her, keeping her safe and protected. Twenty minutes of suckling and mewling noises later Star was full to bursting and she shifted uncomfortably, wobbled, then held steadily by her mothers large paws. She was tired already, but the pain in her chest wouldnt shift and Star scrunched up her face, tears already springing to her eyes. What was wrong with her? Her mummy positioned her carefully tummy down over her towel covered lap and rubbed Stars back. Already that felt better and less than a minute later she regurgitated some of the milk. The relief was instant and she babbled a thank you as her mummy wiped her mouth.
The days came and went, Every so often Star would get a surging feeling of panic like something deep down was telling her something was wrong, but the feeling would pass and then she'd suddenly need another diaper change. She played in her baby bouncer or her big brothers would reluctantly play games with her. She liked when her daddy picked her up and danced around the room with her or made silly faces at her. She enjoyed splashing in the bath and having her fur dried. She giggled and slept and fed and pretty soon, even the feelings of panic subsided and everything was as it always had been.
TBC???? Who knows?...HAHAHA who cares?
Category All / Baby fur
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Essentially star was sent back in time but instead of keeping her age she lost it and she went 25 years into the past. This combined with the fact she is 25 she is practically a newborn and her 'past' memories are fading
My guess is that rather than send Star physically back in time, it only sent her consciousness back, dumping it into her <1 year old self's body in the process.
Those things make you feel so snug and safe. Gosh. Plus your caregiver always knows exactly where they've left you. You can maybe do some rollin' but thats about it and if you're padded heavily enough you can't even do that.
Really wish I could find one like adult-sized Star gets put in, but can't find the right words to search for. "Drawstring sleep sack" gets mostly actual baby clothes.
oh oh oh! I've seen a link with a few of them somewhere before! Gimme a sec
Ehhhhh, it is not exactly the same I guess - but would this be akin to what you are looking for?
https://abdlfactory.com/careclo-adu.....bag-with-print
https://abdlfactory.com/clothings/c.....g-with-sleeves
https://abdlfactory.com/clothings/c.....g-with-sleeves
https://abdlfactory.com/careclo-adu.....bag-with-print
https://abdlfactory.com/clothings/c.....g-with-sleeves
https://abdlfactory.com/clothings/c.....g-with-sleeves
It's such a special purpose garment though, I suspect you'd have to go somewhere specificly ABDL to even get close to something like that.
Those are close, but there's no zipper on Star's. Looks like someone would have to make it special to ever get something quite like that one Star gets put in with the drawstring bit at the bottom, and no obvious buttons etc.
It's both a friendly, and firm, reminder you don't get to change yourself without help.
Those are close, but there's no zipper on Star's. Looks like someone would have to make it special to ever get something quite like that one Star gets put in with the drawstring bit at the bottom, and no obvious buttons etc.
It's both a friendly, and firm, reminder you don't get to change yourself without help.
If memories her mission are erased over time, she'll be back to where she was and then she'll do the same thing all over again.
OMG, both the art and the story are adorable. It is so sweet and kind and a gives a perfect feeling. Thank you for sharing these.
The spiritual successor to The Swap, I'm guessing. Seeing tiny Star is always so sweet, so I'm not complaining. The story has a nice flow, too, slowly adapting mentally to her physical body. There's always much to explore with regression
Slowly is best way. There will be the final two pages to the swap...when I draw them at some point now that things are calming down as i dont have a big con to really prep too much for
Okie padokie.
*hugs tight
Love seeing new stuff from you either way.
*hugs tight
Love seeing new stuff from you either way.
wow these are so cute@ i love the deisgns you do on baby clothes especially, thats one part i am terrible at XD
This shows why you are one of my favorite artists and one of the best artist and storytellers, because this is too funny and cute! I love the idea of Star using a watch to go back in time as part of a "secret mission". I love all of the design and colors of your baby clothes for Star.
Thanks for sharing this with us and you always motivate me as an artist and make me laugh and have a happy, warm, fuzzy feeling every time I look at your art! You did a phenomenal with both of the drawing and story as always.... and keep up the good work!
Thanks for sharing this with us and you always motivate me as an artist and make me laugh and have a happy, warm, fuzzy feeling every time I look at your art! You did a phenomenal with both of the drawing and story as always.... and keep up the good work!
Hey Star I am thinking of writing a story with you in it but I need a main basis
babystar became a baby!!!!!!!!! and a pretty good story
this would be an awesome comic in all honesty because I've always been curious to Star's life when she was but a bab and toddler
So now a long never ending timeloop has started, at leeast if she's doing the same choices the next 25 years.
Like the drawing and the little story.
Like the drawing and the little story.
Its very cute seeing Star so smol. I'm sure baby Star is very content where she ended up in the story.
Strange... This sensation is... Particularly How remember to do a important thing in a other timeline and forget slowly is... Particularly, something I'm sure that is a instint how make me feel weird but I never really read a people like you how love this strange sensation to forgive a important thing like this like become amnesia, I'm really curious but maybe I can find the time to ask you about that if you have the time to answer me Babystar. But now you need to take you time for you project like me. Have a Lovely day Star and that is a Strange but good feeling story!
Sooooo cute, though the part of Star’s mind that knows his shouldn’t be happening might not think so :P
Is there a significance to the eye color change?
Is there a significance to the eye color change?
It's just that she's so young the pigmentation of her adult eye colour hasn't come in yet. Most very young babies are blue eyed to begin with
Thanks. This was very much vent art. I just needed to feel small and vulnerable and kinda cant in rol at the moment so this was the result of that frustration
Its good to be able to vent <3 and to do it in such a gorgeous way. Im envious!
I hope your feeling better!
I hope your feeling better!
you have.. killed me with cuteness... @(^$(@%^$@$ DED well she got an assassination off... @_@
Im actually just colouring in something similar. teeny tot regressed Star is like my favourite thing at the moment
I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to see that maternal giantess comic, especially after this post. How many more pages are left in shine?
You realize you just made a time loop right? She grows up, becomes part of the special division and goes back and grows up and goes to then division and goes back rinse and repeat. Well it’s an adorable loop so I like it
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