Holiday Prep At The Preaths'

A Little Lunch

Lunchtime comes, but Tierna's not ready for craft time to be put on hold. Tobin finally does something about it.

(This chapter contains non-sexual ageplay. Tierna regresses due to stress, and her friends, especially Tobin, help her through it. Also, Tierna finally gets the spanking she's practically been begging for. Note that Tierna isn't an actual child, no matter that she feels like one in her head.)

Tierna, Emily, and Kelley had gotten caught up in making paper flower chains; they almost didn't notice when Tobin and Christen slipped away to prepare lunch. It wasn't a five star meal or anything, just tomato soup, grilled cheese sandwiches, fresh fruit, and veggie chips, but it was comfort food and that was enough.

The girls abandoned their project to join Tobin and Christen at the table. Well, most of them did. Tierna was still working on one particularly tricky Daisy chain and insisted on bringing it (And a bottle of glue) to the table with her.

"Tierna, what are you doing?" Christen raised an eyebrow. 

"Working, Christen." Tierna answered promptly. "This one's not ready yet." 

"We don't do craft projects at mealtime, Tierna. Put it away, please." Tobin said. 

"I don't want to." 

"Then we'll set your lunch aside for when you're ready to have it, Tierna. Either finish your flower chain in the other room and then join us, or put it away now and eat, then finish it after." Tobin said firmly. "Either's fine, but you're not keeping your project at the table." 

"You can't make me." 

Tierna's four older teammates shared a glance, and a light blush stained Emily's cheeks. She could see where this was going fast, even if Ti herself couldn't.

"Ti, sweetie." Emily interjected, trying to save the situation from going out of control. "Are you sure you're alright?" 

"I'm fine." 

"And I have oceanfront property in Arizona." Kelley muttered. Christen snorted.

"You don't really sound fine." Emily continued. "Do you think you might be feeling a bit small, maybe?"

Tierna froze, stomach fluttering. Was she? She knew some of her teammates regressed on occasion. It helped, to not have to be the adult, to have a trusted friend take care of you. But it had never happened to Tierna.

"Do you feel twenty-four, Ti?" Tobin questioned. "Do you feel grown up inside?" 

"Are we sure those are the same thing?" Christen murmured to Emily, whose blush deepened. She went little often enough; she knew.

Tierna bit her lower lip. "Please don't be mad..." 

"We're not mad, honey, we just want to help you to answer the question." Tobin promised. "If you do feel small, we can help you." 

After a moment, Tierna gave Tobin an uncertain nod. "Everything's scary right now." She whispered. "Don't want to be a grown up." 

"And that's okay, babe." Tobin assured Tierna. "You can be little all you need." 

"Not a baby, though." Tierna said hastily. Tobin nodded. 

"I didn't think so, Ti. Do you know how old you do feel?" 

Tierna sucked on her lower lip, forehead creasing. "Eight maybe?" She ventured.

"Okay. Eight is old enough to listen to Auntie Tobin and Auntie Christen, love, and not have your crafts at the table, right?" 

Reluctantly, Tierna nodded. "But I don't want to move them." 

"Mmm." Tobin got up and moved around the table to Tierna, gesturing for the little girl to get up. She wrapped an arm around Tierna's shoulders. "You know, Ti, honey, you've been sassing and bratting at us since you got here, and maybe we should have seen you were little sooner. That's on us. But I think we've been promising you something for your sass, little one." 

Tierna swallowed. "Y-you can't put me on your lap, Auntie Tobs." 

"Wasn't thinking about doing that." Tobin assured Tierna. "Emily, will you put Ti's stuff back for me, please?" 

"Yeah." Emily agreed, and she carried the flower chain and glue bottle back to their place in the living room. Tobin followed, guiding Tierna with her. 

"Tierna, I don't like to have to spank you when you're little, and I'm not spanking you because you're little, okay? It's alright to be little whenever you need, I promise. It's because your sass, backchat, and disobedience today, big and little, was unacceptable. You had two warnings, this one was third strike, got it?" 

Tierna sniffled and nodded. "Is it gonna be awful, Auntie Tobs?" 

"It'll be enough, little one." Tobin said gently. "Now, you're little in here." She tapped Tierna's forehead. "But your size didn't change any." Tierna let out a reluctant giggle at that idea, and even Tobin smiled a little at the thought. "You're our big girl outside, so I need you to bend over the arm of the couch here, okay? I won't let you fall." 

Tierna allowed Tobin to guide her into position, and squirmed as her flower-print leggings tightened over her bottom. "Auntie??" 

"I'm here, Ti." Tobin murmured, rubbing Tierna's back. "Easy, easy, don't tense up. This won't take long, just breathe." 

Tierna swallowed, and did her best to relax as Tobin's hand came to rest on her clothed bottom. At least Tobin hadn't bared her, she thought, trying to quiet the butterflies in her stomach as the first smack fell. 

Tobin hadn't really needed to, though. Her hand was definitely strong enough to make an impact, though she wasn't smacking as hard as she was capable of, either. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. 

Three swats to each of Tierna's bottom cheeks and one to each sit spot, and that was enough. It wouldn't have been much for her in grown up headspace, but even these half-strength smacks were enough for an obviously little Tierna.

"S-sorry, Auntie, sorry I've been so bad." Tierna sobbed, and Tobin lifted her back up, pulling Tierna into her arms to cry it out. 

"There, there, Ti, sweetie." Tobin said softly. "It's all forgiven, all done, don't worry about it anymore. Auntie's got you, all's well." She stroked Tierna's hair gently. "It won't hurt forever, little one." 

She held Tierna through the storm of tears-- less, Tobin suspected, from the mild spanking and more from the tumultuous emotions, that had plagued her little teammate. "It's okay, honey, hold onto Auntie, you're okay." She murmured, holding Tierna tightly until the younger girl was calmer. "Auntie Tobs has you, little one. You're going to be all right."