Alexia continued to color, finding solace in the simple act of drawing. Her laughter had subsided, replaced by a sense of contentment as she allowed herself to immerse in the soothing world of coloring. The colors on the paper reflected the emotions she had been unable to express for so long.
Jenni watched her friend, her own smile growing as she saw how Alexia had embraced the therapeutic activity. It was heartwarming to witness Alexia, usually so strong and stoic, rediscovering a childlike sense of joy and innocence.
As Alexia colored, she couldn't help but let out a cute, childlike giggle, her voice sounding different from her usual confident tone. It was an unexpected, sweet sound that caught Jenni off guard and made her chuckle too.
Jenni laughed and said, "Oh, you're absolutely adorable, Alexia! You're like a kid again." She continued to watch her friend, appreciating the rare glimpse into a more carefree side of Alexia.
Suddenly, as Alexia colored a bright yellow sun, she looked up at Jenni with wide, hopeful eyes and said in a soft, babyish voice, "Jenni, pwease don't go. Stay with me." She bit her lip nervously, feeling a mix of embarrassment and longing.
Jenni, touched by Alexia's plea, couldn't resist the sincerity in her friend's voice. She knew that this experience was not just about age regression but also about providing support and care. With a loving smile, she replied, "Alright, sweetie. I'll stay with you tonight."
Alexia's face lit up with delight, and she clapped her hands together, her childlike excitement shining through. "Yay! Tank you, Jenni!"
As the evening continued, they spent more time together, exploring age regression in a playful and comforting manner. It was a night of laughter, bonding, and embracing the innocence of childhood. Jenni knew that this was a significant step in Alexia's healing process, a way for her to cope with the stress and pain she had been carrying. And she was determined to be there for her friend, offering love and support every step of the way.
As the night wore on, and the cozy embrace of the living room filled with the soft, ambient lighting, Alexia's yawns became more frequent. She was feeling a mix of emotions, including tiredness, as the experience of age regression had taken a toll on her.
She tried to "unslip," attempting to regain her usual composure, but it seemed that the regression had taken a firm hold. Panic started to well up within her, her heart pounding as she realized she was unable to snap back to her adult self. She hid her face in Jenni's chest, seeking comfort and security.
Jenni, ever the supportive friend, wrapped her arms around Alexia and began to rub her back soothingly. "It's okay, Alexia," she whispered, her voice calm and reassuring. "You don't have to worry. I'm right here with you, and we'll get through this together."
Despite Jenni's reassuring words, Alexia couldn't shake the feeling of being trapped in her younger self. Her anxiety grew, and she began to talk to Jenni in her baby voice, unable to control the shift in her speech.
In response to Alexia's discomfort, Jenni reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle. She knew that age regression sometimes brought back a desire for childlike comforts. With a smile, she offered the bottle to her friend.
"Here you go, sweetie," Jenni said, gently encouraging Alexia to take the bottle. "Sometimes, age regression can make us long for familiar comforts from childhood. It's okay to embrace that part of yourself."
Alexia accepted the bottle shyly, her eyes still filled with a hint of panic. She brought the bottle to her lips and took a few sips, feeling a sense of reassurance as she indulged in this simple, comforting act. The warmth of the bottle and the familiarity of the gesture helped her calm down.
Jenni continued to hold Alexia close, rocking her back and forth, providing the security and care that her friend needed. They remained in a gentle, comforting embrace, Alexia's yawns growing less frequent as she gradually relaxed.
With each soothing motion, Alexia felt herself slipping even further into the age regression state. She had never imagined that this experience could be so profound, allowing her to connect with a side of herself that had long been buried beneath the weight of her responsibilities and the expectations of her career.
As the night deepened, the two friends remained together in their peaceful, loving cocoon. It was a night of vulnerability, understanding, and the purest form of support. Jenni knew that Alexia's journey was unique and personal, and she was determined to be there for her every step of the way, no matter where the path of age regression might lead.
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Second Chance: a Alexia putellas story
RomanceAlexia Putellas had always been a star on the soccer field. As a key player for FC Barcelona, she had reached the pinnacle of her career, but the pressures of professional sports had taken a toll on her both physically and mentally. A recent ACL inj...
