Maturity Failure (Private for TheJozza)

[Purestarfall]

Sydney rather obediently followed Denise into the bathroom, having figured that at this point it was kind of pointless to resist all of this. Even if he had, by some fluke, managed to escape, there was the ugly fact that he was going to most likely be a pants wetter for the rest of his life just from that shot he had been given if that wetting accident he just had was no fluke. For a bit, he wondered what it would have been like if he had to also add routinely acquiring diapers onto the list of things that he had to do in his daily life...but he knew that he didn't have to worry about that. As a Failure, his diapers from this point on would always be provided to him.

However the current situation snapped Sydney back to reality for a bit, as he saw the bath being run and a bubble bath started to form for him. He almost wanted to ask Denise why it was all lightly tinged purple in color, but remembering what she had told him earlier about not being able to tell him anything...Sydney figured that it was pointless to ask.

Blushing as Denise untaped his diaper for it and she was able to see him fully naked at this point, he just sighed as he did as was told and climbed into the bath. Sitting down into it, he could only wait for whatever happened to him next and hopped that it wasn't too bad.

[theJozza]

"There we go, that's a good boy," Denise coos as she comes up behind him, kneeling down and squirting the second vial onto her hands and lathering them together. She then reaches in and starts to wash his body by hand. She runs her hands all over his body. The chest, armpits, legs and even "below the belt".

As both an experienced nurse in general and one who has been doing this particular job for years now Denise knew all too well that what she's doing will likely generate a particular reaction from Sydney, but she would pay it no mind. After all, it would essentially be the last time he felt such things for a very long time, if ever again, so she didn't mind giving him one last rush, especially in the context of what the bath and her washing was doing.

The purple tinged bath was the first stage of a multi-part treatment to weaken his muscles. Once again she had opted for the gradual option due to his compliance. The stuff on her hands she was washing him with was currently, though harmlessly, removing all the hair from his body that wasn't on his head. Moreover, this would also prevent any of his body hair from growing back. The formula was specially treated to not affect hair follicles on a subject's head, but Denise was careful not to get any up there all the same.

[Purestarfall]

Not really liking the way that Denise was cooing at him like a little child, he just blushed a bit but otherwise did his best not to wash what was happening. As she was washing Sydney, in-between him fighting off a massive amount of embarrassment over being washed by someone else, he was a bit turned on with how Denise was washing him. Unaware of what he was about to lose, he just sort of got lost in the feelings enough so that the rather long bath was mostly over when he was lucid enough to focus on the world around him instead of his lustful fantasies. It was then, that made him so unaware of his lowering levels of lust, that he noticed an odd sight of what seemed like a lot of hair in the tub.

Although Sydney had yet to notice, Denise would notice as Sydney had started to shed all of his body hair except for the ones on his head as the bath was nearing its end. While Sydney didn't have that much of a beard currently, what little that was there to make it up started to fall out into the bathwater. As did his chest hair and his armpit hair. And although she couldn't see exactly, it was a safe bet that all the body hair below his waist was being shed as well. He was pretty much only going to be left with the short-ish straight blond-colored hair on the top of his head as the only kind of hair he still had and could grow out.

"W-What the...?" A still confused Sydney let out at the sight, though it was clear that he was starting to realize what exactly was going on with him even if he wasn't told.

[theJozza]

"Easy Sydney," Denise says as she helps him out of the tub and quickly drapes a towel around him to start drying him off. She wants to stay on top of the situation as she knew from experience that this was a common moment where subjects would lose it. "I know this is a bit overwhelming, hon. But you've been doing so well now. Please just relax and stay calm for me, Sydney," She says, guiding him over to look in the mirror.

She lowers the towel enough for him to see that the only spot on his body with hair is the top of his head. The rest of his skin looks completely smooth and even softer. Of course he likely also feels a lot weaker right now, but the hair will probably occupy his attention.

[Purestarfall]

For now, Sydney remained calm and composed even though he wanted to know what was going on. Though he really wanted to know if his worse fears were founded, he relented as Denise helped him out of the tub and quickly took to drying him off. It was only after she lowered the towel to let him see what happened to his body during the bath that he could confirm it himself.

"Oh...Oh my...no. I...I look like..." Sydney let out in a tone that sounded like he wanted to break down a bit as he took in his now very smooth and soft and hairless body. He didn't want to complete the thought, but he realized he looked a lot like a big baby now. The shock to him over this was indeed enough to prevent him from noticing his weakened muscles for the time being. Enough time for Denise to move him onto the next part of the treatment without him daring to push back any while they were too shocked to effectually react.

[theJozza]

"Hey, hey, it's all right," Denise says, patting his shoulder. Then without another word she lifts him off his feet and carries him out of the bathroom. The tub treatment had also reduced his weight, but of course Denise was just fairly strong so he probably still wouldn't internalize this yet. "Just relax, Sydney. You've been through a lot but now we're just gonna get you a fresh diaper, some food, and then down to bed," She says now heading straight for the changing table and laying him down naked. She then reaches into the side compartment and starts pulling up supplies.

"I just want to once again thank you for how cooperative you've been, Sydney," Denise says as she unfolds a new diaper and slides it under his bottom after effortlessly lifting him up by his ankles. "We're going through the treatments very quickly and as such I think we'll be able to find you a family very soon." She says as she powders him and then folds the diaper up, fastening it around his waist at a perfect snugness, making it on even better than the first one was. "Now I bet you're hungry," she says, picking him up and carrying him back to the bed where she sits him up. She then goes to the cart and opens a thermos, pouring out hot soup into a bowl. She proceeds to hand him the bowl plus a spoon and stands back, as if to let him know to start eating. Of course naturally the soup was also part of the treatment. Ironically, him eating it was going to make it a lot more difficult for him to eat by himself again. The soup contained the second part of the treatment from the bathwater. A tasteless compound that would further weaken his muscles right down to relative toddler level, while also starting to disrupt his motor skills and dexterity.

[Purestarfall]

Although Sydney was maybe lightly comforted by Denise, he was just brought out of all of it as the nurse had unexpectedly picked him up like it was nothing. Still, did look lightly muscled so he didn't think much more into it beyond that. "O...Okay..." He simply replied back to her as he was carried by her, even though it was going to lead him to being put into diaper once more.

As he was set onto the changing table and quickly placed into another diaper, he couldn't help but notice how sung it was. It actually felt pretty comfortable...not that he wanted to admit it at all to anyone. He wanted to persevere whatever dignity he could have left, and the crinkling taped on thickly padded underwear he had to now seemingly wear did not help him with that goal already.

Once on the bed, he took the bowl of soup and started to eat it all the while not knowing that the soul was the next phase of the treatment. Or rather, he suspected it but realized once more that escape from here wasn't an option. So he ate, with the soup thankfully having no sort of aftertaste or anything to give it away so he was a bit hopeful that it was nothing. Unfortunately it wasn't and he finished eating all of it a few minutes later, not realizing what was happening to him since it was slow acting. But either way, it doomed him to much worse motor skills and dexterity for likely the rest of his life. That was the last meal he was ever going to be able to eat completely on his own from this point on for sure.

With that, Denise only had to get him into bed and let him sleep some. Once he was fully asleep, they would have hypnotic music play into the room to complete him becoming fully into an overgrown toddler. The hypnotism wouldn't do much to change his thinking patterns as a whole, just alter the ones most needed to be altered. Like undoing all the math and learning he did in school to this point and wiping his ability to read or write. Also, it'd alter his ability to easily use more adult vocabulary, leaning him to using more childish terms overall but really forcing him into babyish words for a few select ones like mommy. Finally, it'd mess with ability to interact with diapers as a whole. It would make him blank on how to take on or off a taped diaper. It'd also make him sort of make him think that his crotch area was clean at all times while wearing a diaper, even if it was not, by making it feel slightly numb to him...making it so that he'd couldn't tell if he was in fact dirty or neat without him or someone else going and checking his diaper.

[theJozza]

Once the soup was finished, Denise takes the bowl and sets it back on the cart.

"Okay then," She smiles and pats his head. "Now you've had a long day, sweetie," Denise coos, slipping a sleep shirt onto Sydney and gently turning him to lay down on the bed. At this point Denise has gone full on to talking, seeing, and treating him as a baby. As evident when she adds the final piece of his treatment for the day, slipping a pacifier into his mouth. Said pacifier was coated with the final drug she was giving him. It was designed to work in conjunction with the music that was going to play, but it also added a final element of dissipating any and all sexual urges from him. His ability to feel sexual attraction will go as well. His body would still be capable of physical arousal, but soon the only chance of that happening will be if someone gets too vigorous when giving him a diaper change.

"You've been a very good boy for me, Sydney," Denise coos as she starts stroking his hair with one hand while tucking him in with the other. This was a practiced technique of hers to get her patients to sleep quickly at this stage. "I'm grateful for that. Now just go to sleep and I'll get to work on finding a good family to take you in. I promise I'll be sure to find one that's going to take great care of you." She smiles and leans down to kiss his forehead. Denise pushes her card out and switches off the lights, which doubles as starting the music treatment. As she walks down the hallway Denise can't help but smile to herself. There were obviously aspects of her job that were harder than others, but having a patient like Sydney always brightened her day. After all, maybe it was for the best that sweet and cute boy like him be someone's baby for the rest of his life.

(Two days later)

The car zooms down the road carrying its two passengers toward the adooption agency. A man is behind the wheel and a woman sitting next to him, each wearing matching wedding rings. The man is smiling, but does appear to have a bit of a nervous air about him. The woman for her part is literally quivering with excitement and grinning from ear to ear, as her gaze keeps shifting from the road ahead of them to a vacant, enlarged carseat sitting behind them.

"Okay, okay, Val," The man says, reaching one hand over to pat her shoulder. "I know you're excited but try to calm down. Remember what they said about overwhelming them during the first meeting."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry, Tim," Val says taking a few deep breaths to stop her quivering. "I just can't believe it's finally the day! We're finally going to be parents to the most perfect baby boy," she squeals and lifts up a folder in her lap, opening it to reveal a picture of Sydney.

[Purestarfall]

At this point, after having finished the soup, Sydney was actually feeling a lethargy that was growing quickly. Was the soup laced with some sort of sleeping compound? In any case, it made it not even really notice as the sleeping shirt was put onto him before then being tucked into bed. He was even too out of it by now to fight back as the pacifier was placed into his mouth, with him idly sucking on it. That, combined with the stroking of his hair by Denise, quickly lulled into into sleep. The last restful sleep he would have before entering a waking nightmare.

The next two days were not kind for Sydney as he was moved into the communal area to live with the other Failed who had yet to be adopted. There, dressed in the enforced dress code of only a diaper, he quickly learned most of what happened to him. By now, he felt how weak he was compared to before this. Even standing up and walking could be a challenge to maintain if he spent more than a few minutes doing so. And all he had were stupidly simple baby's toys to pass the time with, which where extremely boring. And of course, no once else that was stuck there wanted to talk with him because they too were reeling with what was happening to them.

Beyond that, the days had just started to blend together for him. Or at least they did until he was suddenly taken into a side room with no warning or explanation. Once he was there and alone for now, he just idly took to sitting down on the carpeted floor. While there was a table with two chairs under it, this place forbade Failed from sitting in them...and Sydney didn't want to risk breaking that rule after he saw some of what happens to rulebreakers here.

[theJozza]

"I mean just look at him," Val squeals, turning the picture to Kyle as he parks. "He's just the cutest thing I've ever seen. Honestly he kind of looks like you too. He was meant to be our little boy."

"Okay, okay," Kyle chuckles as Val shows him the photo for likely the tenth time that day. "I'm looking forward to meeting him too, but remember what the nurse and all those books we've read have said. It's better to keep calm during the first meeting. We don't want to overwhelm him, right?"

"Right, right, I'm sorry," Val replies, taking a few deep breaths and setting the folder in the seat of the car as they stand out. The husband and wife then hold hands as they walk into the building. The former silently gulping a bit, and the wife struggling to hold back her excitement.

Meanwhile in the room where Sydney is, the door opens and Denise walks in with a big smile.

"Hello Sydney," She coos before scooping him up and booping his nose. "How's my favorite patient doing?" She asks. Sydney had quickly become Denise's favorite charge in a long time. Between his good behavior and, in her and many others opinion, adorable appearance a part of her had even been tempted to try and adopt him herself. But she knew that wasn't a good idea for her profession...especially since she already had two adopted "failed" at home.

"I have great news for you, sweetie," She coos, while taking the chance to check his diaper. "Your new parents are on their way right now! I bet they'll be here any second. Don't worry I vetted them myself and I'm sure you're going to love being in their family."