Age Regression
Warning! This furry fic contains an older furry pawing off and transformation. If you are offended by such material or are underaged then I highly recommend that you hit back on your browser and exit before you read any further. If it evolves further, it will involve sex between an adult and a cub, but there is none of that in this fic. Bartle is copyright of me, but Lynx isn't copyright of anyone, just a random character who i made up for this fic. Note: This fic can be posted on other sites, but if it is posted on other sites i ask that you keep everything as it is right here so people know who really wrote this fic, thanks.
Also, something else to note for this story, bartle is a bunnirrell, which is half bunny, half squirrel.
Age Regression
by Bartle
Bartle sighed as he swung the door open and padded inside of his apartment. As soon as the bunnirrell was inside, he closed the door and locked it before flopping down onto the couch next to the door. It had been a very long day at work, and he needed to relax a bit. He looked around slightly from his position, looking at his small apartment. It wasn't much, only three seperate rooms, his bedroom, his bathroom, and his living room/dining room/kitchen, but it was enough for him.
He sat on the couch for a while, relaxing, before getting up and moving over towards the kitchen part of his living room. He quickly grabbed a random frozen meal from his freezer and stuffed it into the microwave, setting the time and turning it on before he padding over to the other part of the room and turning his computer on. Computers had quickly become part of this fur's life, growing up around them as a young cub, he found himself unable to pull himself away from them.
As his computer was in the middle of turning on, he heard a small ding, quickly padding over to the microwave and pulling out his meal, grabbing a soda as well before heading back to his computer desk. He noticed that his computer was fully turned on now as he placed his meal on his desk, logging into various things and bringing up various websites. It seemed like a ritual to him, every night he was grab some dinner, get on his computer, and then eat and chat and surf the web for the rest of the night until it was time for bed.
Bartle was about done with his meal when he got an interesting message on one of his chat clients. The name wasn't anyone he recognized as one of his friends. He was just about ready to close the window when the person sent him another message, advising that he was part of a group that Bartle was in. He blushed a bit as he saw the name of the group, it was a group for furs who were cubs. You see, he isn't a furson who wants to make love to a young cub as a adult, rather he is an adult who liked to behave like a cub, having fun with his other cub friends or adults.
He replied back and started a short conversation with the other fur, talking about the group. He quickly learned that the other fur was not a furson who wanted to play as a cub, but rather someone who wanted to play with those who acted like cubs. He shared his secret desire of wanting to be a cub again, to want to give up what the outer world put on him and go back to the innocense to childhood. Then the other furson shared something which made him do a doubletake. The other furson had said that he knew of a way to make that dream come true, to turn back the timetable. At first, he replied back that he didn't beleive the other furson, but then an offer was made. The other fur had offered for him to come down and visit him over the weekend and he would prove that he could. The bunnirrel replied back that he was going to think about it and closed the chat window, logging off for the evening.
This would normally be the time when he went to bed, but as he stood up from his desk, the obvious buldge in his pants advised otherwise. The conversation had gotten to him, his ming racing with thoughts of what it would be like to be a cub again, causing his arousal to rise. He quickly moved towards his bathroom and turned the lights on. His paws were soon moving on their own, grabbing at his shirt and pulling it off, exposing his chest. Next to go were his pants, leaving him just standing there in his buldging boxers before pulling them down as well, leaving him completely nude in front of the mirror. He studied himself in the mirror again for the moment, examing himself.
He didn't consider himself to be an attractive fur, but many people he had met online mentioned otherwise. His body obviously showed his lifetime in front of the computer, his body fairly pudgy all over, wobbling slightly when he walked He wasn't that tall either, which seemed to serve to make him look even pudgier for his weight. His attention quickly moved down to his erection, pressing up against his pudgy belly. He reached down to grab his length, shivering lightly as he started the process of stroking his length. His cock wasn't that big, only around 5 inches long, but he never let that stopped him from pleasuring himself. He leaned backwards against the bathroom wall as he closed his eyes, his mind displaying those same pictures again, of himself back in his cubhood. He let out a groan as he started to stroke himself faster, pre starting to leak from his tip. He imagined himself being undressed by an older fur, and then being touched in his special places. He started to pant hard as images of his young self being flipped over and then a big length being burried into his young tailhole. He was pushed over the edge rather quickly, spurting his seed over his belly and chest, riding out the pleasure for a while before stopping. He opened his eyes slowly, gazing at his wet frontside before starting the shower and quickly cleaning out his fur before drying off and getting into bed, quickly falling asleep.
The next few days seemed to go by rather quickly, working through the day and spending the night on his computer, talking to the same fur, considering the proposition as well. Before he knew it, the weekend was upon him and he still had not made an offical decision yet. His mind kept flip flopping on the issue, tell him to do it until he wanted to and then trying to talk him back out of it and then telling him to do it again, it made his head hurt a lot. Finally he decided to just go through it and not let his mind tell him otherwise. He spent the rest of the night getting ready for the trip, it was going to be a long one, but he hoped it would be worth it.
The very next day, he set out fairly early, wanting to get to the other fur's address as soon as possible. He ended up driving around for several hours before he came up to the house that belonged to that other fur. He studied the address for a bit, making sure it was correct, before pulling into the driveway. By looking at the house, it looked like the fur who it belonged to was well off, not rich but yet better off then a lot of furs he knew. He shivered a bit as he parked his car and slowly made his way up to the front door, his instincts yelling at him to run away but he forced himself to step right up and ring the doorbell. By the time he swung the door open, he was blushing and shivering hard.
"Hello there!" a voice boomed out as the door opened, causing Bartle to jump a bit.
"H...Hi" the bunnirrel answered back shyly.
The fur chuckled a bit as he helped Bartle in and then shut the door. Now he got a good look at that other fur who he had been talking with for a week now, a semi-muscular rabbit. The other fur quickly introduced himself as 'Lynx' as he brought Bartle over to his couch in his living room, just talking for the moment to try and get the bunnirrel to calm down. After a couple of hours, Bartle's natural shyness wore off and they were casually speaking with each other, much like they were online. The conversation soon changed though, as it focused on what they were talking about online. Bartle still had a hard time beleiveing that this age regression could be done though.
"Have you ever done this before?" Bartle asked cautiously
"I have a couple of times, yes" Lynx replied back casually
"Anyone who i know online from the group?" The bunnirrell asked as he looked up at the rabbit
"Maybe. I don't tell who i do it to" Lynx smirked as he answered, looking down at Bartle still
"And you would do it to me?" Bartle asked as he kept looking up at the rabbit, he was pretty sure that the rabbit had expected that question though
"Of course I would, I just have one rule" Lynx chuckled slightly as he pet Bartle's head gently
"And that would be?" Bartle inquired almost immediately after the rabbit's response
"That you would become my pet/son" Lynx replied back, causing Bartle to gasp slightly
Bartle just say there on the couch still, looking up at the rabbit gently. He had never explained this part over the internet before. He took a couple of hours to think about it and pondering how he would respond to that. He really didn't want to leave his home, but then again he really didn't have that much of a life. He figured that he could still keep his computer to chat with his friends online, and he never really spoke with his parents anymore. He looked deeply inside of him and decided to go ahead and go with it, he had nothing to lose really.
"Okay, I'll do it" Bartle said quietly as he looked up at Lynx
Lynx smiled widely as he stood up and helped Bartle up as well. He took ahold of the bunnirrell's paw and slowly guided him to another part of his house, a door which lead down into his basement. After fliping a switch to turn the lights on, the rabbit slowly guided Bartle down the stairs. Once they both were down stairs, Lynx showed Bartle over to a huge table in the middle of the room. The table looked to be very sturdy and had special bindings on it.
"Wh...what are those for?" Bartle asked a bit worriedly as he looked at the bindings
"Oh, they are to keep you safe. You see, the process is a bit painful and it causes some to thrash about, i just want to keep you safe." Lynx replied back simply
"And by the way, i need you to undress" Lynx stated quickly after, causing Bartle to blush deeply.
"Y...you do? Why?" The bunnirrell nervously stammered back in question
"Well, I'd rather you not wear clothes at home if you are going to be my pet/son. Plus, they will be too big for you anyways after i am done." Lynx responded back to the question
Bartle couldn't help but blush deeply as he started to remove his clothing, completely exposing his body to Lynx, which caused the rabbit to chirrr lightly at the sight. With a simple pat of the table, Bartle understood what Lynx wanted and slowly climbed up onto the table, where he was immediately bounded by the bindings when the rabbit put them on his wrists and ankles. Lynx moved his paw over the exposed, chubby body of the furson his table, smiling as he got ready to start the process. The rabbit moved over to another table and picked up a book on it, closing his eyes gently.
With a wave of his paw, Lynx started to chant softly. Bartle watched him as the rabbit began the process, a sort of glow starting to emit from Lynx. He watched as the glow grew brighter and brighter, before the rabbit extended his right arm right out in front of him. The glow started to be sucked into his right paw before it exploded out, sparkles fluttering over and all over Bartle's body. At first, the bunnirrell didn't feel anything, wondering if the spell was miscast, before his body started to glow. All of the sudden, he let out a squeak and a low groan as he felt his body shifting all over, starting to shrink and reform as years started to move backwards. The bindings were definately a great idea as the pain shooting through his body caused him to thrash out a bit in pain. The binding seemed to be made out of a strong plastic which didn't allow him to move much but it did allow his body to shrink. The process only took a few minutes but soon enough a young bunnirrell boy was left on the table.
Both furs were panting hard, drained from the experience, but Lynx grinned widely when he opened his eyes, looking at the bound cub before him. He slowly padded over and undid the bindings, helping the newly formed boy off of the table and onto the floor, holding his paws over the boy's eyes as he guided him over to a full length mirror in the basement. He smiled widely as he slowly moved his paws off of the boy's eyes, hearing a squeak of surprise. Bartle smiled widely as he looked at himself in the mirror, seeing the transformation completed. He noticed his body, small and skinny, standing before him in the mirror. He didn't know what his age but he estimated that he was probably around 7 or 8 years old. He blushed deeply as he finally noticed his own nudity, grabbing his big tail and pulling it in front of him for modesty, which made Lynx chuckle softly. Lynx smiled widely as he grabbed another item and slowly slid it over the boy's neck, binding it in the back with a lock, a small golden tag on the front of the collar having a D-Ring and a golden tag bearing his name.
"Thank you so very much!" Bartle screamed out as he hugged Lynx tightly
"It's just a simple tag really, nothing to be excited about" Lynx stated with a little chuckle, knowing full well what Bartle meant
"Come on son, it's been a long day, let's get you to bed" Lynx also said as he picked up the nude cub boy.
Bartle blushed deeply at the son comment, nuzzling closely against the rabbit and slowly falling asleep, starting to suckle on his thumb lightly. Lynx smiled widely as he watched the cub sleeping in his arms, carrying him back upstair and padding into a special room he had prepared before Bartle had arrived, a room designed for a young boy. He slowly laid the cub down and tucked him into bed before padding back out of the room. While the boy slept, Lynx made good use from the bunnirrell's wallet, calling a moving service to get all of bartle's old stuff and move it over to his home. He also made sure to call Bartle's apartment and cancel his lease and call his job as well, telling them that he had quit. When everything was taken care of he couldn't help but sneak back into the boy's room to watch him some more, smiling as he thought of nothing but the fun which was to come.
(This is the end for the moment. I'm thinking of making this into a series, but not sure. I wrote this because I'm trying to get myself back into writing after not doing it for a while, so feel free to make any sorts of comments. Thank you very much for reading my story)