What do you do when you look seven years old but you’re actually a college student in your late teens? For Kathleen’s entire life, she had fought against people treating her much younger than her actual age. Feeling obligated to grow up fast to show people she wasn’t the age of her size, Kathleen never let her inner child out. Tired of fighting against the world, she explores the adult submissive world. What she finds, however, is an enjoyment of regression. Had she made a mistake? Would life be better if she just let people treat her the way she looks at seven years old?

Author's Note:Sorry for the delayed posting. My editor has medical issues this week. There might be some grammatical errors until she can actually proofread it. -- Becky

Edited October 2023 & February 2024 to fix grammar issues.

Sunday morning, Daddie woke Katie Ann up by picking her up and carrying her to the changing table. After he changed her, he set the still half-asleep girl on the ground and took her nightie off. A full petticoat was dropped over her head next by him. A soft pink Sunday best dress went on next. Katie was still in the process of trying to wake up. “What time is it, Daddie?” she asked when she finally woke up.

“Seven o’clock,” he answered as he led her to sit at the table in her room. He then put a pair of white tights on her before tying a pink bow in her ringlets. Helping her to her feet, he led her downstairs to the kitchen, where she was strapped in her high chair.

After her bib was placed on her, he turned to the stove to cook her breakfast. Soon, a small plate of scrambled eggs and bacon was placed in front of her. “Eat up, Buttercup,” he told her.

She grabbed her toddler's silverware and ate her breakfast. After she was done, she said, “All done, Daddie. Thank you,” as he was eating his breakfast.

Soon, Daddie was cleaning her face and hands. He soon let her loose and led her to the car after putting shiny black shoes on her feet. Strapping her in before driving out of the house. She wondered where they were going since she was all dressed up. “Where are we going, Daddie?” she asked.

“Church, little girl,” he answered.

She nodded back to him as they were pulling into the parking lot of a mid-sized church. Letting her out of the harness, they went hand in hand in the church. The guy at the door greeted Daddie, “Hello, Adam, who is this?”

“This is Katie Ann, Dave,” he answered, walking into the common room of the church.

Closer to the sanctuary, Daddie got interrupted by a Mother and her Daughter. “Hello Adam, you have a pretty girl there,” the Mother said, while the daughter smiled.

“Katie Ann, this is my neighbor, Sara Bullard, and her daughter Stacy. Sara and Stacy, this is my daughter, Katie Ann. The two girls are the same age,” Daddie said, introducing everyone.

Katie smiled at the other girl while hearing music playing in the church. The organ music caused the mother to say, “That is our cue to get seats,” taking Stacy by hand and heading to the sanctuary. Daddie did the same thing with Katie, following them.

In the middle of the service, the preacher said, “Children are now excused to children’s church.”

Daddie prodded her out of the pew, telling her that she was supposed to go. She had not been in the aisle for long when Stacy grabbed her hand. The neighbor girl was soon leading her as a new friend to the unknown. Katie saw when they got to the classroom that they were about ten to fifteen, six to seven-year-olds. And one regressed nineteen-year-old, she thought. Stacy made sure she sat next to her, “Sit right here, Katie,” the girl said.

Soon, the teacher began teaching them about Jesus. Katie actually thought the subject was given to her in a fun way.

After the children’s church was finished, Katie Ann asked Stacy, “How do I find my Daddie again?”

“Follow me, Katie,” Stacy answered, taking the regressed girl’s hand. The neighbor girl was leading her, through the maze that the church was, to the common room. That room is where they found Daddie chatting with other churchgoers with a coffee in his hand. “Mr. Olsen?” the neighbor girl addressed Daddie when he paused in his conversations.

“Yes, Stacy?”

“I brought you a lost lamb,” Stacy told him.

“Thank you, Stacy. Hello Buttercup, let me have your artwork. Would you like a cookie?” He asked while pointing to the plate of cookies.

Katie handed him her papers and then headed to the plate of cookies. She was followed closely by Stacy. She heard Stacy's mother say, “Both of you, only one cookie,” causing her to blush.

While the adults were talking, she learned a lot about Stacy. That girl likes to talk, she thought. Soon, Daddie came up to her and said, “It is time to leave. Say goodbye to Stacy, Katie Ann.”

He took the little girl’s hand after she said goodbye to her new friend. They headed to the Escalade. After strapping her in, Daddie headed back home. When they arrived at the house, they headed to her bedroom. He soon was strapping her into the changing table. He then changed her bottom after removing her tights. A new set of socks were put on her while she was convenient to reach. He unstrapped her and set her on the ground. After she raised her arms, her dress was removed. A pink t-shirt with Barbie on it was dropped over her head. She was then helped into a pair of overalls with a heart on the front.

Soon, she found herself strapped back in the car, where Daddie started driving. He stopped at an Italian restaurant for food on the way, where she got a cheese pizza off the children’s menu. While she waited patiently for Daddie to finish his pasta, she colored in her menu. Soon, Daddie was leading her back to the car. Once they got to the car, he helped her into the car seat and strapped the five-point harness closed.

Taking the Little House book from the bag next to her, she returned to reading the book to pass the time till she got to their destination. She assumed it was college, but Daddie never had said. About an hour later, she saw that she was indeed at her college. He was soon at her door. He opened it up and unlocked her harness. Taking her hand in one hand and the activity bag in the other, they went to the hatch. He grabbed her backpack and laundry after setting the car bag on top of the laundry.

Together, they walked into the third-floor cluster. Katie’s appearance caused the cluster mates gathered in the common area to smile at the regressed little girl. They weren’t as shocked as the last time she showed up as a little girl. Katie opened her dorm door and waited for Daddie to set her stuff on her bed.

“See you in two weeks, Buttercup,” Daddie said while hugging her and kissing her forehead.

Returning the hug, she said, “Bye, Daddie.” As he was leaving, Katie greeted Allison in the room, “Hello, Ally.”

“Hi, Kath. Now, what did Tiff call you? Katie, I think that was it,” Ally replied as they heard a knock on the door.

“Katie Ann is what Daddie calls me. But Katie works,” the little girl answered while opening the door to find Tiff standing there. “Speak of the devil, hi big sister,” she said in greeting to Tiffany.

“Hello, little sister. A new hairstyle? A perm?” Tiff asked.

Katie answered, “No, it is just curled. It won’t last past the first shower, unfortunately,” as she was putting her laundry away.

“What is this, Katie?” Ally asked. She was looking at a sheet of paper with cotton balls glued to a lamb that the little girl had set aside.

“Oh, that was my Sunday school craft today,” she said as she stared at the paper she had found under her laundry. The note was sitting on top of a shopping bag, which appeared to be on top of two pull-up packages.

“What is so interesting sis?” the big sister asked.

“This note says that Daddie seized two of my bras, my two-piece swimsuit, and some underwear. He goes on to say he replaced them with more age-appropriate replacements,” the little girl answered. Continuing, she says, “He also complained about how hard it was to find bras that actually fit me,” while peeking in the shopping bag.

She pulled out two plain white training bras, a pack of three Disney Princess panties, and a one-piece swimsuit with Minnie Mouse on it from the shopping bag. While she was putting those and the pull-ups away, Tiff said, “Sis, you are going to look cute swimming.”

Katie just blushed and stuck out her tongue in response while grabbing the ‘Farmer Boy’ book. Turning to Ally, she said, “I will let you get back to your homework.” Continuing after turning to Tiff, “I am going to relax in the cluster. I could really use a cuddle, and I am sure you want to be nosy about my weekend.

Author's Note:Comments and questions are always welcomed -- Thanks Becky