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"Can you please come go through your things, sweetie? I hate to keep bothering you about it, but I don't want to just throw it all out, and..."

"Fine," Fae sighed. "I'll come up this weekend, okay?"

In all honesty, she was fine with her parents getting rid of it all... It seemed a bit callous, though, even for her, to say that out loud. After all, her parents had bought her all that stuff, and there had been a lot of it. As an only child, it hadn't been hard to talk them into giving her whatever she wanted, a fact that she learned to take advantage of early. It was nice, having that kind of power... There were a lot of toys she had very little interest in at all, but had asked for simply to ask for something.

Her parents were getting ready to move, however, so, while they'd kept her room exactly the way she'd left it, they weren't going to be able to do that anymore. She'd planned on hitting the club that weekend, but she'd been putting this off for too long now, and if it would get her mom off her back, it would be worth giving up one night... That should be all she needed.

Her room was even more packed than she recalled when she got there, with shelves and shelves of various toys and stuffed animals. She really wished she'd gotten rid of them as a teenager, so save herself the trouble now, but she'd seen them as almost trophies then, proof of how well she'd been able to manipulate her parents.

She was mature enough now to feel a little bad about it... Though mostly because she could tell how much work this was going to be, even if she did toss it all. She sighed, making her way to the shelves of Care Bears, deciding to begin there. It was probably the worst one, so she might as well do it first... They'd been one of the first things she collected, so there were a few she'd played with a ton, and loved... They also became an easy fall-back if there wasn't anything else in the toy store she wanted. And she'd gotten so many for Christmas, for birthdays... 

She reached up onto the top shelf, where she kept her original few, picking one up, holding it. It had been very special to her, at one time... "Eh, screw it," she tossed it back up onto its spot. "I'll get rid of them all."

"But that isn't fair." Fae jumped, looking around, trying to figure out where the voice had come from.

"Hello?" she asked. "Who's there?"

"You never even played with me," another voice spoke up. 

"Or me," a third added.

She had to be going crazy... Or someone was playing a prank on her. It didn't seem like something her parents would do, and yet, they were the only other people here, as far as she knew. "Very funny, dad," she rolled her eyes. "I don't need these things... They're for babies."

"Oh," the first voice replied, "is that it? Is that why you want to send us away?"

And, with that, the change began. She felt it first between her legs, her skimpy panties expanding outwards, swelling, pushing against her thighs. She frowned, looking down, gasping to see something bulging beneath her tiny shorts, which, themselves, started to grow thinner, to change from blue to white, a babyish design appearing on them.

Above that, her shirt was shortening, turning pink, her shoes doing the same, while her no-show socks grew instead, sprouting lace from the tops. "Wh-What's going on?!" she whimpered, tugging at her shirt, trying to keep it in place, completely dumbfounded, knowing only that there was no way this was her parents.

"If you have to be a baby to play with us, then we'll just make you a baby," a voice informed her. "Simple as that."

"N-No way!" she shook her head, refusing to believe it. "That's ridiculous!" But her shorts were transforming, the fabric becoming stiffer, letting out a crinkling sound as she pawed at them frantically. "I-I wouldn't play with you even if I was a baby!"

She yelped as her knees gave out on her, sending her falling flat on her backside... Which, it turned out, was no big deal, because her underwear had grown thick enough to cushion the blow. She opened her mouth again to tell the voices off some more, only to feel something appear there, pinning her tongue down, turning her words into soft mumbles.

"Yes, you will," the voice returned, a little harsher this time, less sweet and gentle. "You wanted us... It's only fair you play with each and every one of us if you want us to change you back."

Fae whimpered, staring down at herself, seeing her shorts and underwear fuse together, forming a diaper, the exact thing she'd feared they were headed towards, but had hoped she was wrong about. As a final touch, the Care Bears logo appeared across the chest of her shirt, branding her as the toy-loving baby she'd become... Or was going to have to be, if she wanted to become an adult again anytime soon. Now she really regretted being such a greedy, spoiled little brat as a child... Too bad it was far too late to do anything about it, other than suffer the consequences.