The Last Humans (Age-Regressi...

By UghSt00pid

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The year is 4002. After the Great War between Humans and the Giant Aliens in the year 3022, humans were almos... More

⚠️ Authors Note ⚠️
Size Difference
(Prologue) The explanation
Chapter One: The day
Chapter Two: Hospital
Chapter Three: The Crowd
Chapter Four: Home
Chapter Five: The Room
Chapter Six: The Conversation
Chapter Seven: Nakey Baby
Chapter Eight: Dinner
Chapter Nine: Punishment
Chapter Ten: Rise N' Shine
Chapter Eleven: The Studio
Chapter Twelve: Uncle Dom
Chapter Thirteen: Emergency
Chapter Fourteen: ICU
Chapter Fifteen: Awake
Chapter Sixteen: Cradle
Chapter Seventeen: Naughty Words
Chapter Eighteen: Cuddles
Chapter Nineteen: Tooth Fairy
Chapter Twenty: Princess
Chapter Twenty-One: Grandparents
Chapter Twenty-Two: Not So Nice Mawmaw
Chapter Twenty-Three: Big Day Ahead
Chapter Twenty-Four: Royalty
Chapter Twenty-Five: Gone
Chapter Twenty-Six: Back Home
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Owie
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Tooth Fairy Strikes Again
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Video Calls
Chapter Thirty: The Day
Chapter Thirty-One: Building A Bond
Chapter Thirty-Two: Swimming
Authors Note (Sorry)
Chapter Thirty-Three: Security Breach 
Chapter Thirty-Four: Waiting Game
Chapter Thirty-Five: Newborn
Chapter Thirty-Six: Indoor Park
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Terrible Twos
Chapter Thirty-Eight: Movie Night
Chapter Thirty-Nine: Baby's First Tooth
Chapter Forty: Green House
Chapter Forty-One: Sleep Is For The Weak
Chapter Forty-Two: Little Miss Trouble
Chapter Forty-Three: Innocent Toddler Crushes
Chapter Forty-Four: Messy Paint
Chapter Forty-Five: House Checks
Chapter Forty-Six: The Aquarium
Chapter Forty-Seven: Daddy Daughter Morning
Chapter Forty-Eight: Lost Child
Chapter Forty-Nine: Neil Playdate
Chapter Fifty: Granddaughter
(Authors Note) Book Direction
Chapter Fifty-One: Princess Clara (Part 1)
Chapter Fifty-Two: Princess Clara (Part 2)
Chapter Fifty-Three: Old Memories
Chapter Fifty-Four: Food Coma
Chapter Fifty-Five: Ornaments
Chapter Fifty-Six: Christmas Eve
Chapter Fifty-Seven: Baby's First Christmas
Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Press Conference
Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Day After Tomorrow
Chapter Sixty: Cooking With Harold
Chapter Sixty-One: Pranks With Papa
Chapter Sixty-Two: Just Like Neil
Chapter Sixty-Three: Bossy Little Thing
Chapter Sixty-Four: Dancing and Sneaking
Chapter Sixty-Five: Fluff 'N Stuff
Chapter Sixty-Six: Daddies Dads
Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Baby Shower
Chapter Sixty-Eight: Bye Bye Toxic Mom
Chapter Sixty-Nine: Needles and Tears
Chapter Seventy: Cartoons With Grammy and Grandpa
Chapter Seventy-One: Oh No
Chapter Seventy-Two: Lucia's Back...
Chapter Seventy-Four: Bedtime With Ollie and Clara
Chapter Seventy-Five: No Way That's Your Boyfriend
Chapter Seventy-Six: Newborn Cuddles
Chapter Seventy-Seven: Day With The Daddies (Part 1)
Chapter Seventy-Eight: Day With The Daddies (Part 2)
Chapter Seventy-Nine: Return of Mama
Chapter Eighty: Spa Day
Chapter Eighty-One: Clara's First Birthday (Part 1)
Chapter Eighty-One: Clara's First Birthday (Part 2)
Chapter Eighty-Two: Happy First Birthday
Chapter Eighty-Three: Caught Red Handed
Chapter Eighty-Four: The Beginning Of The End
Epilogue
Thank You (Authors Note)

Chapter Seventy-Three: Ollie Is Back

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By UghSt00pid

(Chapter idea inspired by bvmchloe and coochie_potato Thank your for the chapter ideas! Feel free to leave more in the comments down below!)

Grace (Mama) POV:

A few months ago, Clara met King Steven, Queen Ava, and their little boy Olive. Clara was fascinated with Little Ollie. Calisto, on the other hand, did not like him from the start.

He was worried about Clara ending up like her mother and father. I don't see that happening. There is a possibility her regression shot could fail, but we're keeping an eye out for that.

Today, we're having King Steven, Queen Ava, and Little Oliver back over to our house. Clara screeched with excitement when I told her this when she first woke up this morning. She's been crawling around all day, causing ruckus.

Not to mention, it's only ten in the morning. The family won't arrive until around three.

"Clara, please don't eat the crayons." I say, my voice full of exhaustion.

"Iss nummy, Mama." Clara tells me while she continues to eat the purple crayon.

It's covered in drool and the sight nearly makes me gag. "I understand that it's yummy, but you need to stop eating it." Calisto adds in.

We're all sitting around in Clara's room, trying to distract her with some coloring. It was working at first, but I can tell she's getting bored. "Give me the crayon, princess."

Atticus holds his hand out expectantly and Clara stares at him blandly. Her little teeth are leaving indents on the crayon and I can tell she's close to breaking it. "Don't make me get up, Clara." Atticus warns.

Clara's eyes get wide and she removes the slobber covered crayon from her mouth, placing it in Atticus's hand. He thanks her before standing up and throwing it in the trash. "See what happens when we eat crayons? It destroys them and they have to go bye bye in the trash." Dechen explains.

Our baby's bottom lip starts to wobble and I sigh, knowing the water works are starting. I pick her up out of the seat she's sitting in, and place her in my lap. "Don't cry, princess. We're just looking out for you."

Clara cries for a little bit longer until I decide to get up and head into the bathroom. She needs a bath and I need to feel close to my baby.

"I'm going to go take a bath with the baby." I tell the boys as I'm walking out of the room.

Once I'm in the bathroom, I set Clara down on the floor and start the water in our humongous bathtub. Clara crawls around while the water runs. She's babbling about Ollie and talking about bath time with her Mama.

It warms my heart so see Clara excited about bathing with me. "You ready to get nakey, princess?"

Clara stops crawling and turns to sit on her bum. "Yesth!" She answers then proceeds to crawl to my feet.

Bending over, I start to undress her. Once her shirt is off, I tickle her cute belly. She giggles and wiggles around on the floor.

"Let Mama get your diapey off." I tell her once I strip her leggings off.

When Clara's completely naked, I get to work stripping off my own clothes. As soon as my breasts are barred, Clara stares straight at them and makes grabby hands.

"Do you want milky?" I ask her.

Clara nods her head and rocks on her bottom. The tile has to be cold against her bare cheeks, but she doesn't seem to mind. "Once we get in the bath you can have some. Okay?"

She nods her head and slips two fingers in her mouth. I walk over to the tub and pour some of Clara's bubble bath in there. She loves the bubbles and they smell like bubblegum. It's a childish smell on me, but I would smell like bubblegum for my little girls happiness.

"Alright, princess. Let's get in the bath." I exclaim with a clap of my hands.

I bend over and pick the baby up, then step into the tub. The water is perfectly warm against my skin, and I sink back with a content sigh.

Clara, on the other hand, instantly splashes around. The bathtub is like a swimming pool to Clara because of it's massive size. I have to hold her in the water, otherwise she'll sink.

As I'm holding Clara above the water on her belly so she can paddle around, the door to the bathroom opens. In walks Calisto with Atticus trailing behind them.

I have no idea where Dechen is, but he must be off doing something important. "Do you guys need something?" I ask the boys.

"Yeah, I just wanted to stare at your boobs," Atticus pauses and points to Calisto with his thumb, "He wanted to watch Clara have fun in the bath."

My eyes roll back in my head and Atticus pointedly looks at my breasts. "Nice." He says then nods his head in approval.

Calisto reaches behind Att and slaps him upside the head. "Dude, cut it out." Cal grumbles.

"But he was right about me wanting to watch Clara have fun in the bath. I always miss bath time since I'm at work. Today's a different story, though." Calisto explains.

He walks over to the side of the tub and kneels. "Hai, Daddy!" Clara exclaims when she sees Cal.

Calisto smiles and pushes up his shirt sleeve so he can reach into the tub. He brushes some of Clara's wet curls off her forehead and leans in to kiss her head. "Hi, my baby."

"Ubble!" Clara points to a cluster of bubbles and squeals when one pops.

"I see, princess!" Calisto sits back on his butt and rests his elbows on his raised knees.

While I'm distracted oogling my husbands forearms (because nothing's better than muscular forearms) Clara decides she wants to go underwater.

She slips out of my hold and I quickly pull her up. Her red hair is hanging in clumps to her shoulders and her smile is large. I was honestly expecting her to be crying, but I have a little fishy for a baby.

"Are you okay?" I frantically ask.

Clara just giggles and tries to dunk her body again. "Let her, Grace. This will teach her how to swim." Atticus chimes in.

I send a glare his way, but let Clara dunk herself again. I make sure to pull her up after a few seconds. This apparently is the funniest thing that's ever happened to my baby.

Every time she surfaces, peels of laughter escape her tiny body. It's adorable but still makes me nervous.

"Do you want some milky now?" I ask the baby in an effort to stop the water torment.

Clara doesn't need to answer. She doggy paddles over to me while I hold her under her armpits. Once she's in front of my breasts, Clara latches on without a problem.

Calisto reaches over and grabs Clara's tiny hand in his much larger one. The baby smiles at him from around my nipple and turns her hand around so she can play with Cal's fingers.

Cupping some water in my hand, I let it roll over Clara's back to keep her warm. Soft sucking sounds fill the room as Clara's eyes flutter. I can tell she's fighting sleep.

Between my milk and the warm water, I can tell it won't be much longer before she's asleep. "Dada..." Clara mumbles around my nipple.

"He's setting up the playroom, princess." Atticus tells her.

Recently, we transformed one of the guest rooms into a playroom for Clara. She has too many toys and her bedroom can only hold so much. "Wan... Owwie."

After stroking the wet strands of hair off of Clara's head, I reply with, "He'll be here soon. Just be patient."

The room is silent after that. Clara's losing her battle with sleep. She keeps jerking herself awake. Her pulls on my nipple are slowing, until she's fully asleep. Good, it's about time.

Clara POV:

"Shhh, Ollie! You have to be quiet. Your friend is still sleeping." A voice that's not Mama's says.

I grunt and then turn over onto my belly. I'm warm and don't want to wake up. "Sorry about that, she was up early thing morning. My little princess was excited to hear that Ollie was coming." Mama's voice says.

"Oh no, you're fine. Oliver is like that too. Do you mind if I pick her up?"

"Sure! It's time for her to wake up anyways." Mama tells the other female voice.

Hands lift me up out of my crib, making me whine. They're not Mama's hands and my eyes open. There's a lady with black hair holding me. I remember her, that's Ollie's Mama! "Owwie!" I squeal.

The lady laughs and points somewhere in my room. Standing in the corner playing with my blocks, is Ollie. There's a big man that's almost as tall as Dada standing next to him.

Ollie turns to me and his smile gets really, really big. The man with black hair picks him up and brings him over to me. "CWARA!" Ollie yells while making grabby hands at me.

I reach over to him and give him the biggest hug ever! "They're adorable!" Mama laughs from beside me.

She tries to take me away from the lady with black hair, but I push her away. I don't want Mama right now! I want Ollie. "I see how it is, Ollies here and now you don't want me." Mama says.

Her bottom lip is poking out and I tell her, "Dada gon stweal chur wip."

Mama laughs and her lippy goes back in her mouth. "You're right, babygirl. Do you want to go play with Ollie in your playroom?"

"Yesth!" I'm placed on the floor next to Ollie and he walks off while I crawl slowly behind him.

Ollie smiles when I crawl into the room beside him. He has a blue blanky in his hand and I point to my pink one that's in my tent. "We atchin, Owwie!" I tell him as he looks around my room.

The walls are painted with castles, princesses, knights, kings, and queens. There's a big tent in the corner that has a princess on it, and lots and lots of toys. There's even a big, pink slide!

"Mama an' Dada hab pway woom for Owwie tew!" My friend tells me while walking over the shelves that have buckets of toys on them.

He pulls one down and dumps some of my pink and purple magnets on the floor. I crawl over to them and help Ollie build a magnet house.

Mama and Daddies all walk into the room and sit on the floor in the corner. Ollies Mama and Daddy sit next to mine. They're talking about grown up stuff, so I ignore them.

"Chu boy, Cwara gurl." I tell Ollie after we switch to playing with dollies.

I hand him the boy dolly and I play with the girl dolly. "Mwake 'em kissy wike Mama an' Daddy." Ollie tells me.

He presses his dolls face against my dollies and I laugh. Ollie makes kissy noises and my giggles get louder. "What are you doing, Clara?" Daddy asks me.

His face is bright red and he looks mad. The look makes me whimper. I didn't do anything to get in trouble. I'm just playing. "Cwara dunno, Daddy." I tell him while tears grow in my eyes.

Mama slaps Daddy's boobie and says, "They're just doing what they see us doing, Cal. It's harmless. Calm down. She thinks she's in trouble."

Daddy's mad face goes bye bye and now he looks sad. "You're not in trouble, baby. Go back to playing." Daddy tells me.

I go back to playing with Ollie, and we decide to go in my tent. He walks and I crawl behind him. My tent is big enough for us to fit in, but not Mama and Daddies. "Cwose da 'oor!"

Ollie closes the flaps on my tent and we each grab a stuffy that's on the floor. I have a pink bear and Ollie has a green alligator. "Chomp chomp chomp!" Ollie says while making his alligator attack my bear.

I laugh and make my bear go sleepy. I lay her down on the floor and tuck her in. "Ni ni!"

Ollie says nighty night to my bear and gives her a kissy on the head. "Owwie 'otta pee pee." He suddenly says.

"Chu pee pee in diapey?" I ask him curiously. My head tilts to the side and my hair tickles my shoulders.

"Yesth! Wan see?" I nod my head at Ollies words and he pulls his black pants down.

He's wearing a diapey that has a prince from my book on it. "Wan swee Cwara's?"

Ollie nods and I sit on my bum, lifting my dress so he can see my diapey that has a princess on it. "We 'atchin!" Ollie claps his hands and bounces on his feet.

I want to walk like Ollie does, but I can't. Mama tells me it's because I'm littler than my friend. I don't know what that means, but what Mama says goes.

The door to my tent is suddenly thrown open and Daddy stands there looking really mad. I whimper and scoot back in my tent, but Daddy grabs my leg and drags me out.

Ollie looks scared and starts to cry for his Mommy, while I cry for mine. "What is wrong with you, Calisto!?" Mama asks over my cries.

"They were in the tent comparing diapers!" Daddy yells while picking me up. He presses my head into his neck and I stare at Ollie over his shoulder.

His Mommy has a baba in her hand and is offering it to my friend. He latches onto it like I do to Mama's boobie while his Mama rocks him.

"Cal! They're babies. I heard what they were talking about, they were talking about how their diapers match. It's harmless!" Papa yells at him while taking me out of Daddy's arms.

I snuggle into Papa and put my thumb in my mouth. "Wan owwie." I tell him.

Papa puts me back down on the ground and I crawl over to Ollie. His Mama gently grabs me and places me in her lap so I'm sitting next to him. "Chu 'ilk?" I ask, while pointing to my friends baba.

"That's formula, baby. I don't make milk like your Mama does." Ollies Mama tells me.

Ollie pops his baba out of his mouth, then offers it to me. I take it and put it in my mouth. The milky tastes weird, not like Mama's milk.

I hand Ollie his baba back and spit the extra milk in my mouth out. "Ucky" I tell Mama while pointing to the baba.

"Nu 'ucky." Ollie tells me while drinking his milky.

Ollies Mama laughs and says, "It's just because you're used to the boob juice."

What's boob juice?

Daddy is still arguing with Papa but I ignore him. Ollies Mama is warm and my friend is almost done with his baba. When he finishes, we're going to go play the prince and the princess.

I've already decided for the both of us. I'll be the princess, and Ollie will be the prince that saves me from the evil dragon. The evil dragon will be Daddy because he's being a meanie head today.

Maybe Ollie can sleep in my crib tonight! That would be awesome! We can share binkies and we'll snuggle like I snuggle Mama. "Chu sweepin at Cwara 'ouse?" I ask Ollies Mama.

"Yes, sweet girl. We'll be here for three days. That'll give you guys plenty of time to play." She tells me after giving me a kissy on the cheek.

Yay!! Ollie's staying!

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