The Rebirth (Age-Regression)

Chapter Ten

I'm loaded back into the car and Anya takes her seat beside me. I already have this all planned out. I'm going to blow out this diaper in my carseat. They'll have to wait until we're home for them to change me, and the car will stink the whole way there.

The only problem with my plan, is that I don't have to poop right now. My baby body either unloads everything right then and there, or doesn't have to go at all. I hate it and I hate this life I've been forced into. "She looks mad." Anya comments while buckling up her seat belt.

The only good thing about Maxim and Anya being my new 'parents' is that they're ridiculously wealthy. They bought the best of everything for me. All the baby items I have are extremely comfortable. Including this carseat that I'm about to destroy.

"She is mad. The doctor just stabbed her with three needles." Maxim chuckles while starting the car.

"Do you still want to go out shopping for new clothes for the baby?" Maxim suddenly asks.

"Can we get some breakfast first? I'm hungry and need to eat something." Anya says while staring down at me. She grasps my foot in her hand and gives it a little shake.

A infant sounding grumble escapes my mouth and Anya laughs. "What about the paparazzi? We can go clothes shopping online and then order something to the house." Maxim suggests.

Ha, he's nervous about the paparazzi getting photos of me. Serves him right for forcing me to go through this. I hope they get hundreds of photos of my cute, little face just to piss him off.

"I really want to get out of the house, Maxim. Aria needs to be exposed to fresh air and sunlight." Anya comments back with just a hint of attitude.

I hope this turns into an argument. That would be hilarious.

"She's going to get sunlight from inside of a store or restaurant?" Maxim replies with the perfect amount of snark.

I can't see him right now, but if I could, I would imagine him gripping the steering wheel tight with his mouth pressed in a firm line.

"No, Maxim. She isn't. I just want to go out and be a normal person for a few hours. Is that too much to ask for?" Anya sighs while rubbing her fingers through her hair.

A small smile makes it's way across my face when I see her frustration. Anya of course, sees my smile and immediately grabs her phone and takes a picture before I can wipe it off my face.

"Why do you only smile when Mama and Dada are arguing? Huh?" Anya teases while grabbing my tiny hand in her much larger one.

I'm too weak to pull it away, so I allow it just this once. Well, it's probably going to happen again and I'll have to allow it then too. "Aww, did I miss her smiling again?" Maxim asks.

The big oaf sounds like he's actually pouting. The only person that should be pouting here is me. They weren't subjected to the horrors of birth. Anya may have gone through the pain of birthing me, but she signed up for that shit.

I didn't and now I have to be raised by two crazy people. "Yeah, she's not smiling anymore, though. She's actually pouting."

Maxim releases a large sigh then says, "Fine, we can go out to one place. That's me negotiating. Restaurant or clothes shopping?"

"Clothes!" Anya screeches happily and Maxim let's out a strained laugh.

"Too the expensive part of town we go." He sighs and then I feel the car turn.

The car turning triggers something in me, because right then and there I get an insane urge to poop. My tiny eyebrows furrow and a little grunt leaves my mouth. "Uh oh, Maxim. I think she's pooping." Anya says while staring down at my face.