Daily Free-Write February 23, 2021 (Patreon)

Continuation of February 22, 2021 “Grown-Up Time”

At 3:30 PM Mason came into his boyfriend’s office with a tray of ants on a log, ants on a boat, and little cut-up sandwich squares.

“Hey, birthday boy,” he said, in a soft and sultry voice as he walked in with the tray of infantile snacks.

“Hey, there, sexy,” said Jacob, loosening his tie. “You’re right on time, they just called a break.”

Mason looked over to the screen and saw a swirling background with words flashing across periodically. Jacob set down his head set and smiled until his eye caught the tray.

“Hey, these snacks are a little childish, dontcha think?”

“No, not at all,” said Mason, smiling as he tied a bib around Jacob’s neck. “They’re perfect for the birthday boy.”

“Biirthday boy?” said a confused Jacob, completely failing to notice the bib. “I don’t understa-“

“Shh,” said Mason, putting his finger to Jacob’s lips. “Just go with it.” He picked up a sandwich square and brought it to Jacob’s lips. “Open up for the airplane,” he said, with a lopsided grin.

Jacob couldn’t keep a straight face with how silly his boyfriend was being. He chuckled, a bit and opened his mouth to indulge the guy, but blushed as the morsel made its way into his mouth. Being fed by his boyfriend was pressing some buttons he didn’t know he had.

“You wanna wash it down with some milk?” asked Mason, picking up a sippy cup that Jacob just saw as a regular glass.

“Sure thing, babe. Thanks.” He sucked down the milk and before he was even finished, he was already pissing his pants, another effect of his hypnotic training. Of course he was none the wiser. To him everything was almost completely normal, except for his boyfriend’s unusual behavior today.

“Oh wow, somebody’s happy to see me!” said Jacob, seeing the tent in Mason’s pants as he set down his empty sippy cup.

“I could say the same for you,” he said, reaching down and feeling Jacob’s pulsing member through Jacob’s soggy pants. Jacob’s cock was snaking down his pant leg and was twitching like it was just waiting to go off. “You know,” said Mason, “It’s been so long since we… you know…” he looked down and blushed.

“Yeah, it has…” said Jacob, his smile growing. “Maybe we could-“

*beep* *beep* *beep*

“Oh shit,” said Jacob, rubbing his temples. “I’m sorry, babe. Break’s over… I have to get back to-”

“Freeze,” said Mason.

Jacob stared straight ahead as Mason went on his computer and fiddled with some settings. The pattern on the screen changed as a new program loaded up. Jacob didn’t move a muscle until Mason snapped his fingers three times and said, “Unfreeze.”

“Sorry, babe, but I gotta work late. Rain check?”

“Yeah, sure sweetie,” said Mason, kissing Jacob’s forehead and stepping back. Jacob began to put on the headphones to resume his ‘meeting’ when Mason spoke up. “Jacob?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“I just want you to know… I love you.”

Jacob smiled. “Aww sweetie,” he began, but the demands of ‘work’ were calling and his attention was already shifting back to the screen. He finished the sentence with his eyes on the screen as he slipped on the headphones/ “Love you too baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………”

He sounded like a computer crash. Stuck on the last command as the program got to work undoing and rewriting his previous programming. All it was really meant to do was one thing. Erase the mind of the listener. Use it on someone in their baseline state and you get a blank slate. A drone. But if you triggered a certain mental state at the right time, it would only erase that persona. Leaving whatever secondary personality they had to take over. It could make a timid geek into a cigar smoking muscle-bound leather slut, a cocky competitor into a cock-hungry drooling himbo, or a workaholic boyfriend into…

“My perfect little boy,” said Mason, as he saw his boyfriend’s face soften, his eyes go innocent again…

“Daddy?” little Jakey asked, tentatively.

“Yes, little one,” said Jacob.

“What the fuck is going on?” said Big Jacob.

“Oh, sweetie, don’t be scared. It’s gonna be okay.”

“Daddy… I can remember…. Everything…” Jacob’s voice shifted as his big and little persona met for the first time and discovered that they were incompatible.

The memory of humiliating himself at work sprang up in Jacob’s mind.

“NO!” Big Jacob held his head. “No no no no!” Cried little Jakey. It had been the most mind-shatteringly humiliating experience of Jacob’s life, and he hadn’t even registered it as out of the ordinary. He had stood up on that table and taken off his pants. He had shown everyone his diaper. And then he squatted… and just like that, his career was finished. He stared off into the distance. “The… the big board meeting…”

“Shhh… It’s okay.” Mason came up and held Jacob in a bear hug. “You’re feeling a lot of things because the little program is rewiring your brain. But not to worry. You won’t need to think about that silly job ever again, sweetie.”

“But how am I ever going to… wait a second…”

Suddenly Big Jacob noticed the bib. The sippy cup. His wet pants. The fact that it was not an important business meeting being broadcast on his screen, but a jumble of colors, spirals, and words. He could hear a soft voice speaking to him through his headset, and then he understood…

“YOU!” Big Jacob said, looking at his boyfriend in outrage. “You did this to me!”

“I know it’s hard for you to understand baby,” said Mason. “but this is what’s best… for both of us.”

Mason’s bear hug tightened as his boyfriend struggled to stand up and take off the headphones.

“Jacob. Jacob. It’s Grown-up time.”

Suddenly things were normal again. Jacob was big, and all memory and thought of the things that he had seen and felt when he was little disappeared.

“Oh babe… I had the weirdest dream.”

Mason kissed Jacob on the lips, a deep and passionate kiss that left Jacob nearly breathless.

“Wow… babe…,” he said, dazed by the kiss and a little turned on. “What was that for?”

“Just because I love you,” said Mason, with a sad little smile. “And I’m really gonna miss you.”

“Miss me? What do you meeeeeeeeeeeeee-“

Another system overload. Reboot in 5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

*beep* *beep* *beep*

Jakey opened his eyes.

“Did you enjoy your little nap, baby boy?” asked Mason.

“Yeah,” said Jakey, yawning and rubbing his eye with his fists.

“You fell asleep in Daddy’s office chair, silly boy,” said Mason. He grabbed the boy’s hand and helped him up.

“I wet,” said Jakey, looking down at his pants.

“Yes you did, sweetie. That’s because you tried to wear Daddy’s clothes and play big boy. Silly little one. Next time, you better keep your diapers on, okay?”

“Sorry Daddy,” said Jakey, looking bashful. “Guess I forgot.”

“It’s okay sweetheart.”

“Daddy, why are you hugging me so tight? And why are you crying?”

“I’m just so happy that you’re my perfect little boy.” Said Mason, kissing his boy on the head.

“Yuk, Daddy! That’s mushy!”

“Not as mushy as your pampers were the other day, little boy.”

“Daddy!” squeaked Jakey, blushing.

“Come on sweetie,” said Mason, taking off Jacob’s headset. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”