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?

The new status quo happened again as Katie shouted in her sleep that she didn’t go to this school. Once again, when Adam peeked in, she was sleeping soundly, hugging her teddy bear.

On Wednesday morning, Katie was strapped in her child seat on the way to Uncle Mark's home again. She was trying to read a book in what little light there was. She finally decided to put the book away and watch the sunrise.

When they got there, Daddie released her, and she grabbed her car backpack. They walked to the door hand in hand. After the doorbell was answered, Katie went inside and sat nicely on the couch after removing her princess shoes and coat.

Uncle Mark screamed from the kitchen, “Boys and girl, to the table for breakfast.”

Katie exchanged greetings with Timmy on the way to the kitchen table.

When she sat down, Matthew said, “You are cute.”

Katie just blushed in reply.

Uncle Mark raised an eyebrow, “Always hitting up the ladies, Sport. She is too old for you, Matt since she actually is nineteen.”

“She still is cute,” Matthew smiled at Katie.

Katie ate her food in silence as Greg explained that their mommie told them all about dwarfism. While listening to this, Katie remembered the few times she had interacted with Mrs. Cooper in the last five years.

Taskmaster Uncle Mark interrupted, “Less talking, more eating.”

When the family was done eating, they were again told to get their shoes and coats on before being ushered to the car. Like last time, Katie sat on a booster in the front seat until the oldest two boys were dropped off. She was then forced into the back seat with Timmy.

Once Timmy was dropped off, they brought the front seat booster to Mrs. Cooper’s car so she could pick up the boys after school. When they got back to Uncle Mark’s house, Katie asked for the time and told it was just before nine.

“I think Officer Lisa should be in her office now. I’ll try calling her.”

Mark gave Katie a quizzical look, “Why do you have to call a police officer?”

“To give my approval for the plea deal,” Katie stated with a straight, expressionless face. “You don't know about the attack, do you?”

Mark stared at the girl, “What attack?”

“Let me deal with this, and then I will get back to you on that,” Katie responded. She got her phone out and the paper with the number. She rang it and said, “Officer Lisa, it is Katie Telgenhof.” …

“Daddie said to call about the plea deal.” …

“I am fine with it.” …

“He did give his opinion on what I should do, but this is of my own choosing.” …

“He isn't here right now. I suspect he is at the law office.” …

“I am not alone. I am being babysitted.” …

Katie pouted, “I know I act and behave like I am seven most of the time, but I am nineteen.” …

Sighing, “Fine. When I regress mentally, I am seven, too. I admit it. Are you happy?”

“I think the appointments are working great. But Daddie keeps telling me I am waking him up in his sleep with my nightmares.” …

“I do like talking to Miss Moore.” …

“Well, I probably should go. My babysitter wants to know what this whole discussion is about.” …

“Yes, they know about both ages because my sister, Tiffany, can't keep her mouth shut.” …

“Yes, I do love my sister. I do, however, stick my tongue out at her a lot less than I do my real sister, Brianna.” …

“You are the second one today to tell me I am cute. But at least you are not a seven-year-old boy trying to hit on me.” …

“My babysitter is Mr. Cooper, my boss at ‘Hanna. He didn't know about the attack until five minutes ago. He is staring at me right now with lots of questions.” …

“Talk to you later.” …

Katie hung up the phone and took a long breath. There was no note to say see the note, so she would have to actually tell the whole story. She looked at Uncle Mark and asked, “Before I explained, does one of your boys have a stuffed animal I can hug?”

Uncle Mark left and soon came back with a stuffed Mickey Mouse.

“Thank you,” Katie took Mickey and gave him a big hug. “This is very traumatic for me. I am seeing a counselor for it. It started when I went to see my friend Laura sing.”

Katie continued explaining what happened while hugging the stuffings out of the mouse. She was crying, but strangely, it felt good to explain what happened. Once she was done, her Uncle picked up and rocked her.

After some quiet rocking and a few more tears, Katie said, “I am seeing Miss Moore, the school counselor for Washington Elementary, once a week. Washington Elementary is where the attack happened.”

Uncle Mark asked, “What age?”

“She knows both ages. I was seven last week when I saw her, and I guess nineteen this week,” Katie paused and thought for a moment before she started to giggle. “This week has been a whirlwind of ages. I have worn a bra all week, which basically permits me to be nineteen. But, I spent Monday with my high school best friends, being treated mostly like a seven-year-old. I am treated like seven when I am here at your house, and then act like I am nineteen handing out gifts.”

Still rocking her, Mark asked, “What do you wear when you are required to be seven?”

“A binder. It forces my tiny boobs into my body,” Katie said. “Gives me a flat chest.”

“I am not sure if people saw a nineteen-year-old yesterday,” Uncle Mark pointed out. “You acted nineteen, but people don't see that.”

“They never do. Which is exactly the reason Daddie regressed me,” Katie stated.

Uncle Mark asked how she actually met her daddie.

“That is a long story. I think we have time,” Katie went on to explain how the whole relationship started, leaving no details out.

“You were playing with fire, Princess. But it all worked out in the end,” Uncle Mark gave Katie a concerned look. After she nodded in agreement, he continued, “Now we have just under two hours until lunch. Do you want to become my elf now or later?”

“Now will be fine, Uncle,” Katie said with a smile. She was directed to use the same room after being given a bag for her clothes.

Katie remembered to grab her tights before heading for the bedroom. When she got to the bedroom, she called out, “Uncle Mark, what is with the red turtleneck?”

“I want you to wear that under your costume. You are helping Heather today. There is also a pair of white thermal pants there. Put those on before you put your tights on. I don't want my niece to freeze,” Uncle said.

Katie shrugged and did as instructed before heading back to her bag to get out her coloring supplies.

After lunch, Katie was allowed to return to her coloring for almost another hour.

She was then helped into her coat and shoes with the elf over-shoes and directed to the car.

Adam’s receptionist knocked on his door and entered when invited, “Mr. Olsen, someone dropped off a check in the care of Jane Doe.”

“Great, please write a check for that amount for Kathleen Telgenhof.”

“Kathleen Telgeehof?” the receptionist asked. “Please spell the last name.”

Adam said, “T E L G E N H O F.”

The receptionist inquired, “Fees?”

Adam stated, “No fees for this one.”

When they got to the Zoo, Katie put on her backpack and headed to Kid's Korner.

Even with Katie’s coat on top, Heather could clearly tell that Katie was in an elf outfit, “CUTE!”

“Blame Mr. Cooper. But I do feel cute,” Katie smiled.

“Can you unzip your coat so I can see the full costume?”

Katie did as asked before zipping the coat up. When she was asked if her legs were cold, she explained that there were two layers down there keeping her warm.

Heather asked, “Do you think you can start by letting the goats out of the barn.”

“I will try, but that door is heavy.”

Katie was able to put her back into it and slide the large wooden barn door open. They soon fell into a pattern showing the horses, reindeer, cows, and goats. It was too cold for the smaller animals. Katie was just returning from the barn, where she got some more goat feed, when she noticed Becka from church was in the Petting Zoo area. She decided to hang in the barn for a bit. She waited until her church friend left the Kid's Korner before returning to her coworker, Heather.

“What took you so long?” Heather asked.

“I was hiding from a friend of seven-year-old me who doesn't know about nineteen-year-old me. It was simpler just hiding than coming up with a believable story,” Katie said softly before looking off in the direction her friend had gone. In an even softer voice, “I probably should tell my church friends. I will have to discuss with Stacy how we are going to handle that.”

Heather asked, “What was that?”

“I was talking to myself,” Katie responded.

Heather giggled, “Don't answer yourself.”

They continued manning the petting area for another hour when two zoo volunteers came up. One of them said, “We are told to give you two a dinner break.”

Katie grabbed her backpack and went hand in hand with Heather to the food area. She was made to remove her jacket so Heather could enjoy the full elf costume. She was given a kid's hot dog by the older one in appearance. Katie tried to convince Heather to accept money for it and failed miserably.

Heather got a grin on her face, “You should go through Santa’s line.”

“I already did on Monday, and I expect I will receive what I asked for.”

Heather asked as she was munching on her fries, “You expect as you demand them, or you expect as you are getting them whether you want them or not.”

Katie blushed, “I am getting them whether I want them or not. I will admit, I wouldn't have asked for them if I didn't want them. I purposely didn't ask for expensive items because of that.”

Heather just nodded.

“BUT! I could ask him for Kathleen gifts as a joke. Those are expensive.”

She dragged Heather to the Santa line after they were done eating. She waited her turn before being greeted by Santa, “Ho Ho Ho, little elf.” Santa whispered, “You have a mischievous grin on your face, little niece. What are you up to.” He continued, “What is your name, and what can I get you for Christmas.”

“My name is Kathleen, and I would like a new laptop and a new cell phone.”

Santa quietly coughed, “I will see what I can do,” dropping to a whisper, “Little brat.”

Katie hopped off the lap and headed out of the Santa area. She was stopped by Mrs. Claus, who forced a gift on the girl who tried to deny the gift. Mrs. Claus asked quietly, “What did you ask for? I haven't seen Mark that shocked for a while.”

Katie whispered with a giggle, “Expensive gifts.”

Mrs. Claus looked confused and decided to investigate later why that would shock him. Katie just followed Heather out of the building when her coat was on. She happily skipped right next to her coworker slash babysitter.

Heather said with a smirk, “You really are seven.”

Shrugging, Katie followed Heather towards Kid's Korner. Once the replacement staff left, they again fell into the rhythm of the job. About fifteen minutes later, she recognized a certain seven-year-old petting the reindeer. She went up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. Laura jumped and spun around.

While holding her chest, Laura exclaimed, “Katie, you scared me.”

“Sorry, friend. It was just a tap,” Katie said.“Hello, Mrs. and Mr. Schneider.”

Mrs. Schneider, looking around, asked, “What are you doing here, Sweetie? I don't see an adult with you.”

“Acting like an adult and volunteering. Guess you could say Heather is my adult.”

Mr. Schneider said with a smirk, “Acting is right, Princess.”

“Hey!” Katie exclaimed with a pout.

Laura asked, “What are you wearing, Katie?”

“A cute elf costume,” Katie said while temporarily unzipping her coat to show the costume.

Laura told her it was a cute costume and asked to borrow it sometime. The physically older one explained that it wasn’t her costume. The Zoo owned it. The four of them soon headed back to the booth, where Katie ducked inside to keep working.

Near closing time, Katie got the fun job of herding the goats back into the barn. The other animals gladly walked into the barn when their door was open. The goats, however, had to be strongly encouraged. She shoved the door closed with her back when she finally did it.

The two workers headed back to the office after they were done. They met up with Santa Cooper as they walked in. Mark asked, “How was she? Besides being a brat on Santa's lap?”

Katie faked being hurt that she wasn't trusted.

Heather said, “She was an angel.”

Uncle Mark looked at Katie, “She clearly is an elf, not an angel.”

“See you tomorrow, Heather,” the zoo worker heard her boss say as she walked towards the parking lot.

Katie followed her adoptive Uncle towards his office. As she was handed her bag of clothes, she asked, “What about the thermals and turtleneck?”

“They are yours. I bought them for you.”

Katie glared at Uncle Mark, “When did you have time to shop between yesterday and today?”

“Walmart is open twenty-four hours,” he explained, ushering her to the bathroom.

She decided to keep the turtleneck on but removed the thermals with her tights. She left her sweatshirt off and just put her white t-shirt on. She returned to find Uncle Mark deSantafied and waiting for her. Switching the costume for her car bag, she followed him towards the car. Before closing the door, he waited for her to put her seat belt on.

Once again, she figured she was being driven to Daddie’s house. She wasn't really paying attention since she was nodding off in the backseat.

Once they pulled into the driveway, Katie woke up. She unbundled herself and tried to open the door. Try is the keyword. The child locks were on. Once she was released, she followed Uncle Mark to the front door. She just opened the door to find Daddie watching another sports game. She did her required eye roll about it.

Daddie asked, “How was she?”

Uncle said, “I am told she was an angel. She was in Kid's Korner all day today. She, however, was a brat on Santa's lap.”

“I wasn't a brat,” Katie defended herself. “I just identified myself as Kathleen and asked for Kathleen's gifts.”

“They weren't cheap gifts,” Mark looked at the teenager the size of his seven-year-old son.

“I know exactly what she asked for because it is the only thing she wants for the Kathleen side. A cell phone and a laptop,” Daddie said.

Uncle Mark nodded in agreement, “That is correct. Well, I should get back to the Misses.”

Katie hugged her Uncle as he said, “Don’t forget your service awards are tomorrow.”

Katie looked at Daddie, “We won't.”

After he left, Daddie asked about the turtleneck he hadn't sent her out with. She told him about the purchased clothes to keep her warm. The two of them headed up to Katie’s bedroom, where Daddie got her ready for bed. After getting her down off the changing table, Katie went to crawl into bed.

Daddie stopped her, “You are not sleeping here today. We are going to conduct an experiment, and you are going to sleep with me.”

Katie just shrugged and followed Daddy across the hall. He tucked her in before reading her a story. Adam smiled at the little one hugging her teddy bear and then got up and headed for the door.

Turning the light out, Daddie promised, “I will be back in an hour to snuggle you to death.”