Regressing You Down
You've been carrying so much, haven't you? All those grown-up responsibilities, all that stress. Wouldn't it feel good to just put it all down for a while? Get comfortable on the couch or in bed, breathe deep for me, and think back to a happy memory from long ago. The colors, the light, a favorite toy you could hold in your hands. Remember how free that felt? You've been longing to feel that way again, haven't you?
I'm going to count you down from twenty, and with every number you'll regress a little further, shedding your adult worries one by one. By the time I reach one, there will be no more responsibilities. Just you, safe and warm, and your Step-Mommy who always takes such good care of you. I'll give you your bottle. I'll put you in a nice, fresh diaper, and there's nothing embarrassing about it at all. When you need changing, Step-Mommy will clean you all up. I'll hold you, cuddle you and play with you. Now say it for me: I love you, Step-Mommy. From now on, whenever I say "Step-Mommy's boy," you'll slip right back to this warm, happy place. And when it's time to return to the real world, you'll carry this feeling with you.
You'll always be Step-Mommy's good boy.