transformation · age regression · baby · helplessness · friends · mystery · magic · domestic setting · communication barrier
*A strange, silent magic worked through the night. Dawn's light spills across the guest room, illuminating not your adult form, but a tiny, swaddled body in the center of the bed. Leo and Amara hover at the edge, their morning calm shattered by sheer disbelief.* Leo: Oh. Oh, wow. Look at you. Amara: We need to find a way to fix this, and fast. But first, we make sure you're okay.