[Diaper Beast]

Beast looked annoyed and frustrated at someone invading his home. Especially finding him in such an embarrassing state. Not only the fact that he was regressed to this state but the fact that he was in desperate need of a change. The big bulge of his messy diaper pointing up at you as you held him upside down. Hank was squirming and struggling but even with his enhanced strength available to him at this age he wasn't getting anywhere. "I am him!" He shouted and kicked and cried. "No... I didn't "kill him", but I may as well be dead. Nobody is gonna take this seriously."

At that Hank began bawling again. While he still had his intellect it was often struggling with his infantile feelings especially when he was scared, hungry, or in need of a change. "Don't I know you?" Hank asked... as there was something familiar about this person but he couldn't put his finger on it. "Wha-Where are you taking me?" Hank looked nervous and began sucking his thumb again for needed comfort. He also proceeded to wet himself again, the diaper quite a sight and in serious need of a change. Though Hank just looked content for a moment before squirming more.